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annual rec list 2020: part 2 electric boogaloo

Part 1, Multi-fandom rec list: 55 fics here

Part 2, Boku no Hero Academia: 223 fics

bc tumblr wouldnt let me link all of it in one post. also, my usual formatting broke when i copy pasted this to a new post and i cannot be arsed to fix it bc there’s just too many aaaaa

again, if the read more breaks and y’all have to scroll through this on your actual dash, i am sincerely sorry orz

Boku no Hero Academia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12839862 Can't wait to see you by Mizaaistom 4k, Tamaki/Mirio,

“No light though..?”

Tamaki stiffens and Mirio instantly regrets his words.

“No light though! Sounds hot,” he tries. He also tries a quick peck to Tamaki’s forehead, hoping it communicates his apology and that he is very much ok with getting his first blowjob in the dark.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13625934 Blow Your Mind (Mwah) by MissPlacemat 2k, Kaminari/Kirishima, platonic sex, just dudes being bros,

For the kink meme prompt: Kamikiri, giggly sex

Just some thoroughly platonic and very, very goofy sex between two bros.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13115979 a fever you can't sweat out by Chewpid 7k, Kaminari/Kirishima/Bakugou,

Kaminari realizes he likes boys about a lifetime after everyone else does.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11927796 daydream by pvwork 2k, Tamak/Mirio, first kiss,

Third grade was scary for all of the two hours that he didn’t know Mirio.

After that first meeting, every memory Tamaki had of his childhood was filled with the summer sun, the melt-on-your-tongue sweetness of a shared anpan, the pinprick hurt of straining his limbs to manifest his quirk, Mirio’s megawatt smile, and Mirio’s big braying laugh.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13870977 Boy Problems by QuirklessWonder (SouthernSmartAss) 2k, Tamaki/Mirio, pining,

“Are you okay, Kirishima?” Amajiki was asking when Mirio tuned back into the conversation. He picked at his takoyaki, and Mirio could tell he was nervous. Well, Amajiki was always nervous, but right now he seemed to be extra nervous. Was it because of Kirishima being here? He usually didn’t mind the kid.

Speaking of, the kid looked up from where he was picking at his own lunch and he blushed so brilliantly that his face was hard to tell from his hair. It was kind of fascinating.

“I’m fine! Just - thinking,” He said, averting his gaze. Well, it wasn’t difficult for Mirio to tell when someone was being nervous and avoidant at this point. He ate some more of his lunch contemplatively before announcing cheerily -

“Boy problems.” He had been kind of joking - well, more like projecting - since he didn’t even know if Kirishima was attracted to men, but at the sharp, stunned look that the first-year sent him he realized that maybe he had also just started to realize what that looked like now.

“Mirio, what do you mean?” Amajiki asked at the same time that Kirishima asked, ”How did you know?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12108360 five times mirio snuck into tamaki's room and one time he didn't by silvercistern 2k, Tamaki/Mirio, 5+1,

Tamaki and Mirio's young life together as a series of breaking and entering.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16201307 This Ain't a Fairy Tale by alpha_hydra 12k, Kirishima/Bakugou,sex pollen, kinda,

“No catch,” the doctor assures, but he hesitates a little before continuing. “However, it’s not your physical condition we have to be worried about. The victims of the quirk-”

“Victims?” Kirishima repeats weakly.

“The fucker’s quirk is called matchmaking,” Bakugou spits out before the doctor can continue. “He makes people infatuated with a person he chooses, and makes them fucking psychotic the longer they’re kept apart from them.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12193362 like you're running out of time, like you need it to survive by Slumber 4k, Kirishima/Bakugou,

Kirishima ravenous over omurice looks nothing like the any of the pictures in any of the articles of Red Riot's debut. Kirishima is a fifteen-year-old boy with a growing appetite, Red Riot a sturdy hero with already one apprehended criminal under his belt. And Katsuki--

Katsuki is only a boy playing at being a hero. He doesn't even have a fucking code name yet.

Or, Katsuki has a lot of thoughts about Kirishima that don't always fit together. (Takes place from after Kamino to the internship arc/ch 153.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13490769 living on your knees (you rise up) by Slumber 13k, Kirishima/multiple, friends with benefits, casual sex,

It starts with Kaminari.

It starts with Kaminari after their first mission together, the cops and villains long gone and the remnants of the fight nothing more than burnt fabric and deep cuts on their skin, a purpling bruise where tender flesh collided with concrete and metal and hard fists. There's a trembling in Kaminari's fingers and a desperation in his eyes, his knees giving out were it not for Kirishima's hands on his arms, holding his weight and pressing it to the dirty brick wall.

In which post-mission blowjobs become something of a habit. The feelings, an unexpected side effect.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12363684 arms by silvercistern 5k, Tamaki/Mirio, awkward first time tentacle sex,

Mirio runs his hands over the comforter where Tamaki’s shoulders and back are, gently petting. “Why don’t we just put on a movie and see what happens? I want to watch The Force Awakens again. Maybe we won’t watch all of it, who knows?”

“Aren’t you embarrassed?” Tamaki’s muffled voice filters through the blankets. He’s leaning into Mirio’s touches, and it’s really, really cute.

“Well, I mean, if it was somebody else, I’d probably be embarrassed but it’s real hard to be embarrassed with you.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13892967 breathless by silvercistern 16k, Tamaki/Mirio, soulmates, angst,

Mirio and Tamaki were caught in each other’s gravity. Inseparable friends, they brought out the best in each other, understood each other like no one else could. Together, they inspired each other to go above and beyond.

But they weren’t soulmates.

And Tamaki seemed to be the only person in the world who cared.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22497325 Sun by is_this_a_mistake 2k, Tamaki/Mirio, body insecurities, small penis,

Everyone always laughed when Togata ended up naked, and Tamaki was never sure why. He knew nakedness was embarrassing… though the idea of people seeing Tamaki himself naked was not much more embarrassing than them seeing him at all.

But Togata… Mirio… was beautiful.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8337607 Yesterday Upon The Stair by PitViperOfDoom 424k, gen, canon-AU, BAMF!Midoriya, body horror,

Midoriya Izuku has always been written off as weird. As if it's not bad enough to be the quirkless weakling, he has to be the weird quirkless weakling on top of it.

But truthfully, the "weird" part is the only part that's accurate. He's determined not to be a weakling, and in spite of what it says on paper, he's not actually quirkless. Even before meeting All-Might and taking on the power of One For All, Izuku isn't quirkless.

Not that anyone would believe it if he told them.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11468634 We Are So (Not) Married by MikeWritesThings (orphan_account) 53k, Aizawa/Yamada, fake/pretend relationship, pining, friends to lovers, ace specturm, implied homophobia,

In which everyone thinks Hizashi and Shouta are married due to an incident and while the nation is struggling to decide if this is a good or bad thing, Hizashi's struggling with the urge to say out loud, "Damn, I wish we were actually married, though."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22650859 i'm having a secret conversation about you with the tiny stars in the pitch-black sky by crossroadswrite 7k, gen, background relationships, kid fic, fluff, 5+1,

“Is there anyone else you want us to call?” Ochako asks gently, and Eri chews on her lip and looks down and away. “Do you want me to call Deku?” Ochako pushes, and it’s worth it for the way Eri’s head snaps back up to her, eyes wide with hope, before she looks away again.

“I’ll send him a text!” Mina pipes up, already having her phone out and typing rapidly on it. “He’s just on the other side of the building, Eri-chan,” she waves the phone at her with a wide smile that squints her eyes shut. “All done, he should be here any min-“

The door to the room slams open, making them all jump and jerk their heads towards it. Ochako brings her fists up instinctively, heart hammering in her throat.

“What’s wrong with Eri?” Deku demands, standing in the doorway, green lightning sparking off his skin, eyes shifting around wildly as if looking for a threat, body braced in a battle stance.

(Or: 5 times Eri falls asleep on Izuku + 1 time Izuku falls asleep on her)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16409552 Kids (Are The Future) by the_crownless_queen 5k, gen, background relationships, fluff, dadzawa,

“Say, Shouta, you wouldn’t happen to have a secret son, would you?”

-- or 5 times somebody thought Shinsou was Shouta's son, and one time Hitoshi called him Dad.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14620713 Running to Stand Still by Kiyoko_Michi 42k, Aizawa/Yamada, de-aging,

Shouta never needed much. He had his dream—getting into the UA Heroes course—and he had Hizashi, who’d carved out his own spot in Shouta’s life. That was enough for him… until he wakes up in a dirty alleyway wearing clothes three sizes too big. Faced with an unreliable memory and a school full of strangers, Shouta struggles to unravel what happened to him.

(a de-aged!Aizawa fic)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12879186 Aizawa Definitely Doesn't Care by teaandtumblr 15k, Aizawa/Yamada, dadzawa, familty issues, fluff,

Aizawa doesn't care about his students. He really, really doesn't.

Except for the part were he very much does.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15046934 journey to the past by aloneintherain 44k, gen, time travel, protective!1A,

Izuku is five years old the first time he's saved by heroes. He's an instant fan of the woman in pink with her cheerful smile and the man with his ice powers and fine-boned features, even if they both refuse to tell him their names.

For most of his life, Izuku has been the centre of villain attacks, but he has never been injured. Every time, he's saved by bright, unknown heroes—heroes who smile at Izuku, and ruffle his hair or ply him with hugs, and seem mesmerised by how small he is.

Heroes that the rest of the world doesn't believe exists.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15189752 Looping Back to the Beginning by Feneris 10k, gen, time loop, crack,

Where Class 1-A finds itself in a time loop centered around their first year at UA. After getting over the usual angst, they decide that the best way to grow as heroes is by antagonizing dangerous villains for fun and amusement.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12558048 could i but teach the hundredth part by terra_incognita 5k, gen, dad!might,

Ito Matsu knows three things about her neighbor, Mr. Yagi: he's very skinny, he's very kind, and he has enough children to overthrow the Japanese government.

Or:

All Might is retired, but his former students keep coming up with reasons to visit.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11400303 little are the things we learn by newamsterdam 10k, Kirishima/Bakugou, 5+1, h/c,

Almost half an hour has passed, and Kirishima and Bakugou still haven’t come back. Bakugou may be fine running on fumes, and could probably blast his way through the second part of the exam on pure willpower and stubbornness. But Kirishima should probably eat, and relax for at least a bit.

Kaminari is such a good friend. He hopes Kirishima appreciates him properly. He gets to his feet and wanders out into the hall, looking for a glimpse of Bakugou or Kirishima.

He sees— well. It’s more than a glimpse. And at first, Kaminari doesn’t quite believe it.

Five people who are let in on Yuuei's worst-kept secret, and one person who always knew it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16226225 How Can You Smile With So Many Scars by Quirkyasfok 4k, Bakugou&Midoriya, scars, angst, power of words,

After taking on a villain who's quirk involves making the words that have hurt someone the most appear on the their skin Katsuki begins to learn the true power of how much effect words can have on someone.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15907110 Pick Me Up by ill go with that then (Linelenagain) 5k, Aizawa/Yamada, 5+1, friends to lovers,

“You’ll never make it. You’ll drop me before we get halfway there.”

“Bet you I won’t,” Yamada says. The look in his eye is bright and dangerous. It makes Shouta want to agree to things he shouldn’t.

“Bet me what?” he answers, against his better judgement.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13361256 cotton candy hands by chonideno 26k, Kirishima/Bakugou, mutual pining, touch-starved,

Studying to become a hero requires knowing how to take care of yourself. Sometimes you might need help on the way so if your crush offers to do your hair for you or to give you a well-deserved back rub, it'd be stupid to say no.

A series of soft vignettes in which a love-struck Kirishima and a touch-starved Bakugou care for each other and it's definitely not making their hearts jump through hoops, they’re never this close to kissing, no, they're totally best friends bro

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13668393 Surprises by MikeWritesThings 21k, gen, dadzawa, 5+1,

Moving into the dorms, the students get to witness a side of their teacher they didn’t even know had existed--a side much softer, and, dare they say, human, than any of them had ever expected to see.

(Or, 5 things class 1-A never expected from Aizawa, and 1 thing he never expected from them.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17905568 On Secret Relationships And The Importance Of Representation Among Pro Heroes by smol_bird 3k, Aizawa/Yamada, dadzawa,

“I guess,” Midoriya sighs. “But then – some of the pro heroes are our teachers, you know? And still, it’s not like any of them are... I mean, it’s certainly not a common occurrence for a hero to be... out.”

Out? Aizawa thinks. He begins to suspect that he knows what this conversation is about.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20405767 says the moon by chonideno 5k, Kirishima/Bakugou, rule 63, pining,

bakugou has read all the books, watched all the movies, heard all the stories, seeked out all possible advice, and none of it has ever made looking at kirishima easier. by the time they reach their third year at UA, bakugou might as well be begging for relief

or how girl loves girl

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17886320 The Best Medicine by chezka 13k, Kirishima/Bakugou,

He couldn't stop thinking about it.

The sound of it, breathy and wild, and the sight that accompanied it, warm and relaxed - Kirishima couldn't get it out of his head. It was stuck at the forefront of his mind, whenever he closed his eyes or let his thoughts wander, capturing him, cutting off his breaths.

He wanted to see it again.

Or, Kirishima sees Bakugou laughing, and his world shakes with it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6563575 The Beauty of a Beast by starofjems 101k, Kirishima/Bakugou, AU, curses,

Once upon a time a lonely beast lived in a manor deep in the forest. He dreamed of the day his true love appeared to break his curse... When a beauty finally appears in his life, it is not quite as he imagined. For who could have thought a beauty would be more of a beast.

The beauty and the beast AU nobody asked for but here it is.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7267141 Bright as the Sun by starofjems 7k, Kaminari/Kirishima, AU,

For years Kaminari has kept his crush on one of his best friends hidden. It was never the right time, never the right place. They were all too busy trying to make their dreams come true, too busy becoming one of the best pod racer teams in the universe. But now that their dreams are finally becoming reality, it's hard to ignore Ashido's pestering to confess to Kirishima finally. Is it too much to wish for two dreams to come true?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20729933 Schrödinger's cat by AyzuLK 31k, Midoriya/Todoroki, PTSD, non-con, amnesia,

The cat is in the closed box, with a 50% chance of being alive and a 50% chance of being dead. According to the principle of uncertainty in quantum physics, he is alive and dead until someone opens the box. Izuku doesn't want to open the box. OR Izuku didn’t return home after school. Two months later he was found roaming a deserted road with white hair, psychogenic amnesia and a quirk out of control. Nothing is the same after that.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19245922 Heartbeat Thunder by Shippeh 95k, Kirishima/Bakugou, A/B/O, knotting, heat,

Kirishima tries not to remember his first rut, and he's taking care to ensure it never happens again.

In which: Kirishima is an extremely aggressive Alpha by nature but insists on suppressing everything, and Bakugou is an Omega wildly confident in his secondary gender.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15980336 hold on tight by lunalou 33k, gen, h/c, touch-starved, 5+1,

"What are you doing?" Shouto asks.

"Hugging you." Midoriya returns in a patient voice. His arms tighten around Shouto's waist and he presses his forehead more firmly against his back. "You know it's a hug, Shouto-kun. Don't play dumb."

or, five times somebody from 1-a hugs todoroki and the one time he hugs them first

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13498050 First Time For Everything by kazzarole 4k, Midoriya/Todoroki, pining,

Midoriya is the catalyst of many of the 'firsts' in Shouto's life--it just makes sense that Shouto should share his first kiss with him, too.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11500860 Head vs. Heart by Ms_Chunks 10k, Midoriya/Todoroki,

Todoroki Shouto had never known anyone quite like Midoriya Izuku. The strength of Midoriya’s quirk paled in comparison to the power of his heart. And it, more than any superhuman power, was what defined him.

Midoriya didn’t think before he acted, he felt. Shouto had a lot to learn about that.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17289734 Kiss Me Through The Screen by Ischemia 70k, Shinsou/Kaminari, AU, cam-boy,

Shinsou remembers when he first saw the ad for Ch4rgeb0lt’s services. He was just messing around online when a pop-up appeared with his smiling face, one eye winking and the other brightly flashing with happiness.

“Lonely? Tired of coming home to an empty apartment? Can’t find anyone to listen to your problems? Say no more! For the low cost of $10 per stream, you can have all the company and love you ever wanted. Get a best friend for the best price!”

His first reaction was, “what kind of depressing loser needs to buy a boyfriend?” before he looked around at his empty home and realized he might be that depressing loser.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11227647 nothing has changed me quite like you by akhikosanada 10k, Midoriya/Todoroki, friends to lovers,

"Touching someone for the first time, Shouto found out, did not draw electricity or any other romanticized chemical reaction described in books and movies. It did, however, make his chest tighten harder than it ever had before, and as he drew the shape of lightning over Midoriya’s skin, his lips parted on an almost inaudible sigh. Midoriya’s breath caught in his throat, and Shouto wanted to catch it in his own mouth."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18925678 Pickup Lines for the Soul by MustardSoup 3k, Shinsou/Kaminari, soulmates,

Denki is twelve when he is flicking through the TV channels and lands on an old RomCom movie about soulmate marks – specifically the same type that he has.

“I can’t believe I’ve had to walk around with a cheap pickup line written on my ankle my entire life because of you!” The leading lady yells at the leading man as he stares at her in awe.

Denki laughs.

“Oh no.” His mother says, watching him.

“Oh no, indeed.” His sister repeats quietly.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17843384 Hand to Heart (Right to Left) by Half_SubmergedinPurgatory 13k, Midoriya/Todoroki,

Shouto indulges Midoriya's curiousity about how his Quirk works. Just like everything he does with Midoriya, Quirk study sessions quickly become life-changing.

In other words: Shouto learns how to spite his dad, scare his friends, and how teenagers are supposed to act when they're in love.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13433601 Conventional Taste by WowBoring 44k, Midoriya/Todoroki, pining,

He didn’t think it would matter if Midoriya were taking him to a sewer convention; it was probably still going to be the highlight of his Golden Week.

In order to avoid a visit from his unpleasant grandparents Todoroki attends a hero convention with Midoriya, and learns a few things along the way.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21649615 no rest for the wicked by crossroadswrite 3k, gen,

“I’ll destroy a man for you,” he says breathlessly.

Todoroki looks vaguely amused. “Good to know.”

Midoriya passes the mug to Momo’s hands and then reaches up to put his hands on Todoroki’s cheeks so he can bring him down to eye-level.

“No, listen. I will destroy a man for you.”

Todoroki blinks at him, looking a little startled.

“I have a seven year plan,” Midoriya elaborates terrifyingly.

“O-kay?” he says throught his smushed cheeks.

“Fuck Endeavor,” Midoriya says empathically.

(Or: Midoriya has absolutely no filter when he's sleep deprived. That's it. That's the fic.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21245684 Rutting For You by FoolishFortuna 12k, Kirishima/Bakugou, A/B/O, rough sex, alpha/alpha,

Kirishima’s scent washed over him as the redhead moved to slide into bed and Katsuki found his mouth watering. For fuck sake, why was his body being such an asshole all of a sudden? He swallowed.

“Uh, Bakugou?” Eijirou's voice was quiet, almost rough, “You're putting out a pretty strong scent.” There was a tone to his best friend's voice that he'd never heard before, and it sent a shiver through Katsuki as he fisted the duvet in his hand tighter and ground his teeth.

His gums ached.

“Its nothing, shut up.” He focused on getting his pheromones under control quickly. Fuck, he really wanted to bite something. Something that smelled like Eijirou. He swallowed another mouthful of saliva.

“Do you-” Kiri swallowed as well, “d’you wanna just sleep up here?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23176183 Impressionable by Thealmostrhetoricalquestion 5k, gen,

Aizawa spits out a mouthful of hair and says, “Give me coffee, and fuck off.”

There’s a tiny gasp from the doorway. Tensei is fast as a whip when he turns and stares, wide-eyed, at the very small figure of his younger brother outlined by the hallway light. He’s got pyjamas on, fancy silk things, and he’s holding, of all things, a clipboard. Aizawa squints. He’s pretty sure the kid isn’t even ten yet, although he can’t be sure, because the Iida’s seem naturally gangly, and he’s never been very good with kids. How do you measure them? They don't seem to come with a scale.

“You shouldn’t be saying words like that,” Iida says very sternly. “I’m impressionable.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23039944 From Fire and Ashes, Flourishing by Milligramme 21k, Kirishima/Bakugou, AU,

It was starting to be insanely hot, Eijirou tripped so often that he was almost walking on all four at this point, his hands were all scratched from the rocks, his clothes dusty and in disarray, and to make things worse, the volcano was mocking him with an uneven slope that made him think the summit was close only to reveal another one further up.

Kirishima's peaceful life on his volcanic island is put to an end when the dormant Mount Bakugou comes back to life, each eruption getting closer to the village and the crops. As panic starts to spread, people remember the old god of the volcano and the ancient tradition to offer him a sacrifice.

Kirishima doesn't buy any of this, but the older villagers seem serious. So before they kill someone in the name of a god that might not even exist, he decides to climb the volcano himself, hoping to find out what causes the eruptions.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23056354 The Anger Translators by naggeluide 5k, Todoroki/Bakugou, quirk accident,

Todoroki considered, then sighed. "Do you think we'll ever be able to do this on our own?"

"Do what, express anger normally in a healthy-ass manner or some shit that's not either super repressed or extremely violent?" Bakugou glowered at him, arms crossed.

"Yes."

"No."

---

In which Bakugou becomes Todoroki's anger translator and vice versa

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22167295 Tiny Truths by Quirk Archivist (OneHitWondersAnonymous) 4k, Kirishima/Bakugou, de-aging, quirk accident, fluff, pining,

“The wedding,” Bakugou repeats, though it sounds like he’s annoyed. “Everybody knows you get married when you make a hero agency, stupid. Why else would you get married?”

Bakugou gets hit with a de-aging quirk which shrinks him down to a four year old. Class 1A panics, but Kirishima steps up to the plate to help his best friend (and secret crush) feel safe in a scary situation. Rated T only for language; this is pure fluff through and through!

https://archiveofourown.org/series/811476 F is for fire that burns down the whole town series by pepperfield 53k, gen, background relationships, shenanigans, quirk accidents,

“Karaoke, Kacchan.” Deku slams his palms on the table, fire in his eyes. “I need a rematch.”

“Abso-fucking-lutely not.”

With his boyfriend out of town and the crime rate up, Bakugou hasn't been having a great week. Deku does his best to make things worse.

(Friendship sure is beautiful.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20067997 Some Have Greatness Thrust Upon Them by AisforAmy71 230k, canon-divergence, injuries, character death, PTSD,

An AU what-if that explores what would happen if All Might lost his first big confrontation with All for One. When All Might is fatally injured after his battle with All For One, nine year old Midoriya Izuku forcibly receives One For All, unbeknownst to anyone...not even Izuku. It will be up to Inko and Gran Torino and as many favors as they can pull in to keep the boy safe from his new quirk until he can learn to use it, or until a suitable vessel can be found. With the Symbol of Peace out of the picture, the world just became a much more confusing place for everyone.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24192880 A New Starting Line by AisforAmy71 13k, gen, bullying, soul-searching,

This is kind of a What If? piece from Bakugo’s POV, where Izuku apparently takes Kacchan’s advice and jumps off the roof of the school. Things aren’t always what they seem, and Bakugo has some soul searching to do when he learns the truth.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18310007 manly man falls for manliest man by afuzzyowl 109k, Kirishima/Bakugou, AU, celebrities, pining,

Kirishima brings up Bakugou one day as he and Kaminari are eating together in the campus cafeteria. Super casual, like yeah-I-saw-this-guy-on-TV-once, and not I’ve-watched-literally-every-single-interview-he’s-ever-even-been-in-the-background-of-and-wouldn’t-mind-having-his-babies.

“Oh, him,” Kaminari says. “Eh, he’s popular lately, I guess. Don’t see what all the hype's about.”

Kirishima feels lightheaded. “You—you don’t see the hype—” he splutters. “He’s incredible, dude.”

Kaminari just eyes him.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19349770 Not Waving But Drowning by sandelf 38k, Kirishima/Bakugou, child abuse, child neglect, found family,

"This is for the best." "I know." "It is. I promise. It'll all be okay now. Everything will be okay now."

When class 1-a move into the dormitories, Bakugou has a horrifying realisation about his home life, forcing the self-proclaimed Bakusquad to band together to prove that he has everything he needs in that packed, happy, loud building.

https://archiveofourown.org/series/1609612 the bomb squad series by rae_tnub 28k, gen,

Class 1A is their own personal bomb squad, or moments 1A shares with Bakugou.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23766268 president of the krbk club by hiuythn 10k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining,

Izuku watches, in a disbelieving and horrified sort of fascination, as Kirishima and Bakugou fall in love.

(Seriously? Right in front of his salad?)

https://archiveofourown.org/series/1632100 every sign of love series by dino by might 25k, gen, platonic soulmates,

The first mark Izuku gets is a slight brush of green across his temple. It’s the soft touch of a mother holding her son for the first time. Inko has one to match, the same shade of green staining the tips of her fingers. Hers is more noticeable; Izuku’s tends to blend into his hairline. He loves it anyways. He has to. It’s the only soulmate mark he has. (Or: how Izuku goes from just green to a rainbow, UA-style.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22380874 What Rules Were Made For by Catastra_Fey 10k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining, masturbation,

Bakugou has a problem. Apparently he's had it forever, and despite being his best friend, Kirishima is only just learning about it. The fact that his friend's quirk prevents him from any kind of self satisfaction has Kiri's brain melting down with sympathy and shock. So he does what any friend would do and offers to help him. Right? That's...what any friend would do...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22796851 copper on your tongue by lanestreets 3k, gen, epilepsy, h/c,

I’m really sorry, I’m about to have a seizure, it might be bad, Denki thinks.

“So,” is what he actually says, drawing out the vowel, “is bad.”

“What?’” the redhead hovering over him says, and Denki blacks out.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22857316 can i be undone? by lanestreets 7k, angst, h/c,

“Why can’t I do those things? What’s wrong with them?”

Hawks sighs, and pushes his hair back out of his face. “It’s not that they’re wrong, they’re just different, and that’s wrong. The more you’re different, the more reason people have to distrust you, yeah? And if people distrust you, how can you be a hero? I want you to be safe, and not have to deal with all that scrutiny.”

Hawks was really only trying to help Tokoyami. He never meant for it to go so far sideways.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23175157 like light through a window by achievingelysium 1k, gen, whump, dadzawa,

The first time Shouta sees what Hagakure looks like, it’s because she’s covered in blood.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23192434 Putting Infinity into Words by redrobin1989 8k, gen, platonic soulmates,

Soul Mates have evolved with quirks to become Soul Bonds in which one feels the entire emotional spectrum and a fact about their future relationship. Or so Izuku had heard, he'd only ever two Soul Bonds and they both caused him pain. Until All Might and Yuuei and he finally learned what it was like to have a loving, thriving Bond.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21997543 Worth a Thousand Words by awareoftheconcept 43k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining,

When a rare picture of Bakugou smiling leads Class 3A to believe he is in a relationship with Utsushimi Camie, a contest arises to see who can get the most pictures of the couple together. *** “Umm,” Midoriya said nervously. “I-it’s Kacchan. There is always a spark.”

With another round of boos from Kaminari and Jirou, Ashido took a page out of Mineta’s playbook and started shaking Midoriya violently. “I mean like a romantic spark!”

Midoriya blanched. “You think Kacchan is interested in Utsushimi?”

He seemed doubtful, so Ashido shoved Kirishima’s phone in his face. “Do you see this smile? That is the smile of boy who is head-over-heels smitten, am I right?”

Midoriya actually took the time to look at the picture critically, though he shot an uneasy look towards Kirishima before he answered. “Umm, y-yeah,” he said as he started to back away, hiding behind Uraraka like a shield. “It definitely looks like Kacchan is in love.”

How could Kirishima have been so stupid?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21787960 Bakugou and Todoroki's Foolproof 5-Step Plan to Fuck with Mineta Minoru by Anubis_2701 37k, gen, background relationships, memes,

It was a simple enough idea; screw around with the resident bastard of Class 1-A to let him know that his medieval ways and perverted behaviour weren't going to be tolerated by even the most career-focused of UA's students.

To say that things had snowballed was an understatement.

Todoroki had no idea how he had ended up sitting on Bakugou's floor at 1 am, holding a dossier of incriminating material that would make the FBI slobber, but he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

The long and short of it was, fuck Mineta.

https://archiveofourown.org/series/1540663 BNHA Pro-Hero Au series by surveycorpsjean 69k, Midoriya/Todoroki, Midoriya/Todoroki/Kirishima/Bakugou, pining, thirst, polyamory,

It's been four years since Izuku took an overseas villain case.

Now twenty-six, Izuku is one hundred percent, without a doubt, completely and utterly over his crush on Shouto. No problems, smooth sailing, Izuku is a new man ready to start the next chapter of his life.

Haha...right?

(RN: i had to go lie down after reading this)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20492264 Liquid Nitrogen by surveycorpsjean 23k, Hawks/Endeavor, age difference, size difference, enemies to friends to lovers,

Enji can't figure out why the hell Hawks keeps sleeping in his office.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12025527 quote love unquote by newamsterdam 135k, Kirishima/Bakugou, AU, celebrities, fake relationship, pining, slow burn,

Sero nods. “It’s the chance of a lifetime, really,” he says. “We want you to date Bakugou, for the sake of his reputation with the press. Some public appearances, a few ‘candid’ photos. For at least a couple of months.”

“Bakugou sent you to ask me to date him?” Kirishima asks, baffled.

“Of course not. We, his people, are asking you to date him. He’s going to have to get on board, if he wants his career to survive. And in the bargain, Riot will get all sorts of publicity, because their lyricist will be dating one of the industry’s hottest stars. A win for everyone.”

When Kirishima Eijirou's band hits the big time, he's not prepared for his newfound fame. He's even less prepared to meet the actor he's been crushing on for years, or to start dating him as a publicity stunt. The closer Kirishima gets to Bakugou Katsuki, the more he realizes he's in over his head. But it's hard to stop, once his heart is in it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11382708 Up the Wall by surveycorpsjean 8k, Midoriya/Todoroki, pining,

He was told love makes you weak.

Well, Todoroki would like to disagree.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18052598 Thanks for Saving Me by Esselle 46k, Midoriya/Todoroki, AU, age difference, celebrities,

"You saved my life," Todoroki says.

Izuku freezes. Then he looks up. Todoroki Shouto is staring at him, his eyes calm but wide, dust and soot all over his face. His perfect, handsome face. He's more beautiful in person than Izuku could have imagined.

"You just saved all of us," Todoroki says again. "What's your name?"

"M-Midoriya," Izuku chokes out. "Midoriya Izuku."

Todoroki nods. "Midoriya. Thank you."

Midoriya Izuku is a university sophomore, a fanboy, quirkless. On the list of things he is not: a hero.

That's why he's more surprised than anyone when he rescues Todoroki Shouto, his favorite pro hero, from a deadly villain attack. His actions fling him into the media spotlight, grabbing the attention of the entire country, including Todoroki himself. But Todoroki actually wants to get to know him past the headlines.

Izuku finds himself living a story straight out of a fairy tale, one where the mysterious, handsome prince is played by the real-life superhero he has always admired. But Izuku is convinced he's the ugly duckling, not the swan; could he ever be remarkable enough to get his happily ever after?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15651684 The Hot One by Esselle 1k, pre-Bakugou/Kaminari/Kirishima, fluff, accidental flirting,

"Oy," Katsuki warns. They ignore him.

"He's like," Denki continues, posing with his arms flexed, "grrrr, he's like a beast."

"Well, yeah," Eijirou agrees, "everyone knows he's super manly, but I don't know if that means he can't be pretty, too."

"Oy, idiots."

Even though they're complete opposites, both of Eijirou's best friends are really, really cute.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13902942 Biting the Bullet by orphan_account 4k, Uraraka/Bakugou, sexual tension,

In which a training exercise brings a whole other meaning to fighting dirty.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14831519 I'm Making You Sweat by karmaticinstitution 4k, Uraraka/Bakugou, sparring, femdom,

He wants to touch, touch, touch— but she stops him short of anything else.

“Katsuki, I’m going to fucking tear you apart,” and he changes his mind, this is definitely the hottest thing he’s ever heard. Nothing can beat it, and he’s instantly swelling in his shorts. He runs his eyes over her, and he thinks she could probably do whatever she wanted and he’d go along without any qualms.

Bakugou is weak for thick thighs and Uraraka is a queen.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14761845 There's Something About Bakugou by ohmytheon 19k, Uraraka/Kirishima/Bakugou, ust, quirk accidents,pining, dirty talk,

After Bakugou is hit by a villain's unknown quirk that produces some strange side effects, both Uraraka and Kirishima have a very interesting day trying to help him.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24254872 sparks fly (and not the flammable kind) by laurenshappenstobemyhusband 7k, Jirou/Shinsou/Kaminari, fluff,

He's cute, Jirou realizes with a bit of a start. Sure, he's about to set fire to the TV, but it's cute. When did that happen?

Shinsou elbows her in the side, and she turns to see he's looking at Kaminari too, with the same fond smile.

"I'm gonna date that," he whispers, not looking at her, but his smile curls at the edges. Like a cat.

"Oh yeah?" she says, suddenly on the defensive. "Not if I date that first." No challenge was named, but she'll damn well win it.

OR: Jirou and Shinsou both try to win Kaminari over, and Kaminari painfully likes both of them.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25055935 catch you when you fall by pixiegold 3k, Kirishima/Bakugou, truth spells, pining,

“I accidentally used my quirk on him, he’s gonna be super honest for like three hours now, and I haven’t worked out how to stop it early yet! I’m so useless, I’m sorry!” She blurts out, and Kirishima blinks at her for a second, before looking at Bakugou. The boy stood next to her rolls his eyes and starts walking over to the nearest teacher like he’s done this a hundred times before.

"Three hours?" Kirishima mutters.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25061890 Voices by SquirrelWriter 11k, gen, dadzawa,

Hitoshi has a thing about voices.

Part of it's because of his Quirk, probably. He's always listening for that reply. It's the opening, the chink in a person's armor that lets his own voice slip in and hijack their brain. But part of it is that most people are wary around him, so when someone does talk, particularly to him, it stands out.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17221628 rock'n'roll, buckaroo! by Origamidragons 6k, gen, social media,

Kaminari walks up to Todoroki in the hallway after class and says, “Dude, I need your help.”

Todoroki checks over his shoulder, twice, to verify that Kaminari is indeed talking to him. “Why?”

“Yesterday you asked Shinsou-kun if he was Aizawa-sensei’s son,” Kaminari says, as though that explains anything at all.

“...yes?”

“Make a hero conspiracy YouTube channel with me.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11751861 slow down, start dancing by blessings 4k, Yaoyorozu/Jirou, mutual pining,

“We’re dead” is the first thing Momo says to her when she opens the door, and it’s somehow more beautiful than any lyric from Kyouka’s favorite song.

“Yeah, like, on the inside and stuff,” she replies.

Yaoyorozu Momo and Jirou Kyouka have to define what courage means to them or risk failing All Might’s class. Forgetting about their project until 10 hours before it’s due feels like the right answer.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17204222 Kaminari's Declassified Coming Out Survival Guide by MustardSoup 3k, Kaminari/Shinsou, coming out,

Local disaster bi, Kaminari Denki, is yanked right out of the questioning stage of his life and now has to navigate the process of coming out. He decides to do it step-by-step, with each step taking more courage than the last.

And if coming out equates to slaying the dragon, then perhaps by the end of this he'll get the guy, too.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23349292 the river walked me home by Thealmostrhetoricalquestion 28k, gen, referenced child abuse, dissociating, healing, dadzawa,

Shouto's life is a deck of precariously stacked cards, and one online article about Endeavour's approach to parenting sends the whole thing tumbling down. Not everyone believes it. Half the public denies it. But even if it turns out there's no truth in the article, the staff at U.A. are under enough fire as it is, and sending Shouto home for the upcoming week-long break is inexcuseable in the eyes of the press.

Not to mention, Aizawa wouldn't stand for it anyway.

Or: Shouto spends a week or two hiding from the world in his teacher's house, where he is introduced to Animal Crossing, the sweetest cat in the world, and the bizarre concept of feeling safe in his own home.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18507250 All-Night by ertiniest_hands_in_all_the_land 7k, gen, fluff, domestic, dadzawa,

Tonight doesn’t seem to be any different. Though Aizawa hasn’t moved since hitting the couch, Shinsō knows he’s still very much alive when he hears the muffled inquiry of, “Why are you two still awake…”

Shinsō takes another bite of his crepe before answering. “I couldn’t sleep and she had a nightmare.”

Shinsō Hitoshi comforts a small child, makes crepes at 2 in the morning, sutures a wound, and appears on late-night radio. The perfectly normal experience when he can't sleep.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13853580 Dis(associate) by BeyondTheClouds777 283k, gen, bullying, puns, injury, service dog, ghosts (kinda),

Izuku has a “dissociation” Quirk that lets his ghost leave his body, and it’s both convenient and inconvenient at the same time. Either way, he's going to do whatever it takes to become a hero.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19935958 and i'm nothing like you by aloneintherain 9k, gen, kidnapping, mind control, being forced to hurt your friend, h/c,

Of all the people to have been kidnapped alongside, it had to be this person, this hero, the one person who would never blame him for the things he was forced to do.

“Don’t cry,” Midoriya says.

“Fuck you,” Hitoshi chokes out.

(When Shinsou goes grocery shopping a few weeks after transferring to Class 2A, Midoriya tags along. Because he is, for some reason, determined to be Shinsou’s friend.

Shinsou remains cold and withdrawn in the face of Midoriya’s friendliness—until they’re kidnapped by a woman with a brainwashing quirk who believes Shinsou doesn’t belong in the hero course.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22035913 i was busy thinking 'bout... by crossroadswrite 3k, Midoriya/multi,

He wonders at times if this is divine retribution for something he did. Is it punishment? Is he being punished with pretty boys who can snap him in half? Is that it? Or is this a reward perhaps? Can you call being tormented by handsome boys a reward? Probably.

(or: local bi boy too gay for this, more at eleven.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21821275 a little pick me up by crossroadswrite 2k, Midoriya/Kirishima, fluff, 5+1,

Midoriya and him have been working out together for a while now. He’s a cool gym buddy, and he keeps up with Eijirou better than a lot of other people in class, which is fun.

There aren’t a lot of people who can spot for him when he does weights, just because of how much Eijirou can lift.

And despite all this, nothing prepares Eijirou for Midoriya coming up to him nervously, and bashfully asking, “Kirishima-kun, would you mind sitting on me?”

(Or: 5 Times Midoriya picks Kirishima up + 1 time he picks him up, or 5 times Midoriya picks Kirishima up + 1 time Kirishima picks him up)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24609802 A Letter to Me by kiapet 15k, gen, time travel, bullying, kidnapping,

Fourteen-year-old Bakugou Katsuki knows he’s destined to be a great hero someday. Midoriya Izuku dreams of the same, but struggles to get through each day in a world determined to push him down. But when the pair of middle schoolers are kidnapped by a villain with a time travel quirk, they are forced to confront a future neither of them could predict- and versions of themselves they never expected to become.

-Or-

Pro!Midoriya to Kid!Midoriya: You matter so much, and everything is going to be okay! Pro!Bakugou to Kid!Bakugou: Now listen here you little shit-

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24560458 third couch is the charm by laurenshappenstobemyhusband 6k, gen, friendship,

Shouto trained for years to control his ice. Encasing everything in ice whenever he sneezed, got angry or startled, or just whenever he wasn't paying attention always got him into trouble, and he's glad he finally has complete control over his right side.

Unfortunately, he can't say the same about his flames.

OR: Todoroki sets three couches on fire, which apparently is too many, so now he has to take quirk control classes with Kaminari and they bond over mutual destruction

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23241805 You Matter, Too by Baku_Babe 11k, gen, injury, recovery,

Bakugou was afraid.

He never thought he'd see the day where he would openly admit to himself that he was scared. Because he shouldn't be scared; he was Katsuki Bakugou, one of Class A's finest students, survivor of more horrific events in his young life than most adults had experienced in a lifetime.

But today was different. Today, as he stood on trembling legs with his hands clasped tightly against his stomach, blood gushing past his clenched fingers as his vision blurred...

Today, in his greatest moment of weakness, he was horrified.

And there was no one there to help him.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24425764 Of Supervillains and Paternity Tests by onelittlebirdiesittingonthesill 1k gen, dad for one,

Midoriya Izuku is just getting settled into life in the dorms, as a rising hero, comfortable in his knowledge of Eri-chan's safety.

Then someone collapses the roof of the dorms, and Aizawa-sensei shows them the newly-rewound identity of All For One.

And he has freckles.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22575034 the drip of melting ice by walking_through_autumn 19k, gen, dadzawa, h/c,

Aizawa found out within a day. It was quite likely due to the dish Todoroki had washed and left to dry in the shared kitchen after the kitten had been fed off it. Hitoshi was forced to reflect that it wasn’t any good hiding the litter and cat food in their wardrobes if Todoroki was going to make a fundamental mistake like that.

Aizawa stood in his door frame and raised an eyebrow. “Well? Where is the cat?”

Hitoshi gave his most disarming smile. “What cat?”

Todoroki chose that moment to exit his room, eyes on his phone, other hand holding a cat toy. He bumped into Aizawa and looked up slowly, like in a horror movie.

“...oh,” Todoroki said. Aizawa raised the other eyebrow. Hitoshi rubbed a hand down his face.

Herbal tea, weekly floor gatherings, spoiled surprises, movie marathons, shared custody over a cat, rain and ice and blankets and plushies, and the journey of falling into a friendship. (Or: Hitoshi moves into the 2A dormitory at the beginning of his second year, learns who his neighbour is, and makes the friends he had declared he isn't there to have within the space of a semester.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23019061 Doodling the Daydreams Away by loki_dokey 3k, Kirishima/Bakugou,

Aizawa had never had any qualms with Bakugou's attitude to his learning. In fact, the kid had taught the others a thing or two about diligence and productivity over the two and a half years he'd been in the class. Truth be told, Bakugou was on par with Yaoyarozu and Iida when it came to having a studious nature.

So when Aizawa carefully tilted the boy's paper in the light to discover what had clearly been erased with earnest, he blinked when he realised it was a dick. A firmly-drawn but desperately-erased dick. Unable to help the huff of laughter from escaping him, Aizawa sat back and ran a hand through his hair, eyes scouring the work in his hand. Well, he had not been expecting to find that on his Monday evening.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22223665 Renegade Quirk by threesipsmore 5k, Kirishima/Bakugou, quirk accident,

This is the second time Bakugo's been hit by a wayward quirk in a playground of snotty, wailing children. He's intent on ignoring the colors all around him until it wears off, no matter how violently apparent his classmates' inner emotions become.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23675587 Flying High, Diving Low by EonsofVictory 2k, gen, dadzawa, accidental drug use,

“Are they drugged?!”

During a temporary internship, Bakugou, Midoriya and Shinsou are accidentally exposed to an unknown substance, leaving them dazed with the drug's effects. Its a good thing their homeroom teacher is there to take care of them.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23167126 Eye of the Beholder by Heronfem 6k, Sero/Todoroki,

“I’m just saying,” Mina says, propping her chin in her hand and pouting, “it’s unfair. It’s totally unfair. We were all fools and our punishment is too extreme to be borne. The gods are making us pay.”

Bakugou cracks an eye open from where he’s sprawled out with his head in Kirishima’s lap. It’s a nice day, closing in on the end of summer during their third year of school, and the heat is fully upon them. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“That,” she huffs, and points.

“Oh,” Bakugou says wryly. “That.”

---

Or, Sero gets hot over summer break and Todoroki gets his man (though not without a few bumps along the way).

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23828215 (it's just that it's) Delicate by DarklingMoon 8k, Aizawa/Yamada, mutual pining, awkward sexual situations,

“With both of my arms broken…” Shouta trails off, breaking his glare to look away. “...Oh,” Hizashi says, after just a moment, when he gets it. Now he’s blushing, too. If he wasn’t before. “I can’t believe I didn’t think of that, you can’t...haven’t been able to...”

Hizashi gives his best friend a helping hand.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24429556 Security Blanket by ManaBanana 8k, Kirishima/Bakugou, fluff, h/c, 5+1,

Bakugou sleeps a lot already, but he tends to do it more when Kirishima is around.

(5 times Kirishima found Bakugou sleeping and one time he woke up next to him)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17635304 Wishful Thinking by Kiyoko_Michi 17k, Aizawa/Yamada, mutual pining,

Most professional Heroes keep their personal relationships quiet, for privacy and safety. Everyone who has ever seen Eraserhead and Present Mic together know they’re one such couple. If only someone would tell them so they’d stop pining over each other…

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24604015 stillness and sanctuary by wonhaebunny 3k, Iida/Bakugou, fluff,

“Is that… Hesse?” Tenya ventures slowly. Bakugou pauses, page suspended half-turn. “What the fuck is it to you?” he snarls, looking very defensive suddenly. Tenya is too busy staring at the book cover to reply. He’s not sure how to process the fact that Bakugou Katsuki is reading his favourite book. What does this mean? How does Tenya proceed from here?

or: katsuki can read and tenya loses his absolute shit over it

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24276730 Beyond The Stars (All The Way To You) by Ibelieveinahappilyeverafter 19k, gen,

Shinsou Hitoshi is finally home with his new family and ready for a long break of doing nothing before he starts his second year of U.A. in the heroics course. His break doesn’t quite go to plan, though, when his body starts going through changes. And not changes as in getting older, but changes as in he suddenly has pointed ears, sharp teeth, and wings and a tail growing out of his back.

It’s a scramble to figure out if what’s happening is a rare quirk mutation or if it’s something else much more serious. While the answer might lie with his birth family, it’s the family he has now that’s going to help him through it. One thing is for sure, though, and that’s the fact that Hitoshi is never going to have a normal life again.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24941116 if you see the boy i used to be by aloneintherain 5k, gen, temporary amnesia, past bullying,

“Where are we?” Izuku asks, throat tight.

Aizawa glances at him. “UA.”

Izuku stops. He looks back down at the forest-green suit and the cape fastened around his neck, and swallows, barely daring to believe it. “And I’m...”

“You’re a third-year student here,” Aizawa says without inflection, like he’s not completely shattering Izuku’s world-view. “In the hero course.”

Or: After a training accident, Izuku forgets everything that happened after his second year of middle school.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19887490 for you, anything by unreemarkable 41k, Midoriya/Todoroki, fluff, h/c, angst, 5+1,

“Hey, Shouto, we’re friends, right?” “Best friends." In which Todoroki and Midoriya try their best. (alternatively: five times Midoriya is there for Todoroki, and one time Todoroki is there for him.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18727342 Power Lift Into Your Heart by IceEckos12 30k, Modoriya/Todoroki, AU, personal trainer,

In a world where people cause minor miracles to happen daily, Izuku is unfortunate enough to be stuck with uncontrollable bad luck. Nevertheless, he tries to live his life as quietly as his mysterious (read: annoying) ability will allow.

But then Izuku is hired by UA Fitness, and things kind of snowball from there. The clients are strange, the staff is even stranger, and if his quirk doesn't break every bone in his body then he will be lucky.

At least the guy who threw coffee all over him is kind of cute.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17659223 What One Hides by Pinalinet 94k, Midoriya/Todoroki,

All Might gives class 1-A an unusual assignment that results in Midoriya Izuku and Todoroki Shouto attending a weekly acting class. But with a mysterious villain targeting individuals without Quirks, and a developing issue of Todoroki's own, an after-school assignment is the least of their worries.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20714669 Cry Me A River by carolinaa 7k, gen, quirk accident, dadzawa,

“This is nothing,” Shouta says to the class, trying to sound as flat as possible. “Please go back to studying.” “You’re crying,” Asui says into the heavy quiet.

Shouta gets hit with the worst quirk he could possibly think of. On the bright side, his family loves him. And his eyes haven’t been this hydrated in about fifteen years.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24067537 you live/you learn/you love/you're dead by carolinaa 13k, gen, injury, h/c,

Two minutes pass before Aizawa taps Midoriya’s face and Midoriya doesn’t respond in the slightest. They don’t have time to wait any longer.

Aizawa looks up at Todoroki, and tries to say with the least amount of callousness possible, “He won’t make it until the medical team gets here.”

Todoroki’s breath hitches, but his voice is still hard when he insists, “Yes he will.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21498238 bff (brother friend forever) by carolinaa 3k, gen,

Uraraka's an only child, and Iida's only ever been a younger brother. The two of them have no clue what an older-brother, younger-sister dynamic is supposed to look like.

At this point, they just seem determined to make everyone around them as confused as possible.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17612087 three fishes in a tank by atomicmuffin 30k, Midoriya/Ochako/Todoroki, fluff, polyamory negotiation, sharing a bed,

Due to the tragic and early demise of his flat, Todoroki has no other choice but to temporarily move in with Midoriya and Uraraka. And, one thing leading to another, never manages to leave.

Midoriya/Uraraka/Todoroki domestic fluff.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17571911 awake and (un)afraid, asleep or- by driedupwishes 54k, Midoriya/Todoroki, post-canon,

“You,” Shoto says, picking his head up from where his screen is filled with The Worst Photograph Ever, curtesy of Shinsou, Jiro, Kaminari, his brother, and nearly everyone they know. “You are so dead to me.”

Kirishima blinks, mouth half open while Izuku mutters oh god, it’s too late, isn’t it on the other end of the phone, before Kirishima is leaning into his space to see his screen.

“Oh,” he says, in response to the photo someone in the crowd of civilians watching the fight had taken of them. “Oh, that’s-” he cuts himself off for a minute, leaning back to eye Shoto’s face while on the other side of the phone Izuku smothers what is probably a laugh, and then changes tracks.

“It’s super manly to love and support your friends,” Kirishima tells Shoto haughtily, as if this whole thing isn't his fault in the first place.

or: Kirishima and Shoto accidentally start trending on Twitter and in retaliation Shoto decides to make an Instagram to showcase all his Hero Deku merchandise, so that everyone knows how much he loves his boyfriend Izuku, and no one expects how quickly it will all spiral out from there

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17409002 Romancing For Dummies: A Book Specifically Addressed To Todoroki Shouto by Julietwasanidiot 8k, Midoriya/Todoroki, 5+1,

If this is what Midoriya thinks, that these results come from a genuine effort on Shouto’s part to smooth over the romantic tribulations of his classmates, and not from the awkward fumbling of some hormone-ridden teenage homosexual disaster, Shouto’s going to defend that belief if it kills him.

Or: Five times Shouto intervenes in times of emotional crisis, and one time Class 1-A intervenes because Shouto is the crisis.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15019553 Never Let Me Go by Iamalsohere 7k, Todoroki/Yaoyorozu, light bondage, non-sexual intimacy,

"I like the idea that someone would ever trust me enough to let me tie them up. I know it sounds stupid…"

"No. It doesn't. It sounds nice."

Todoroki is intrigued when he finds a book in Yaoyorozu's room about bondage and shibari (though she insists she just owns it for reference). He finds himself lying awake at night, wondering what it would be like to trust someone enough to give his body to them. To let someone else take control for a change.

If it's Yaoyorozu taking control, he thinks he might enjoy it. In fact, Todoroki quickly realises that that's what he wants more than anything.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12002178 Just Say When by Bounemr 50k, Kaminari/Todoroki,

Denki is shocked to find himself tutored by Todoroki. Will he finally rise from last place, academically, in class? Will love shenanigans happen? Probably. They're not mutually exclusive.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18686197 The World Is Not Enough by mousapelli 25k, Midoriya/Todoroki, post-canon, pining,

In the four years after leaving UA, Midoriya and Todoroki live in lots of different places and try all sorts of different things on their way to becoming full pro heroes, but one of the things that never changes is staying best friends and always being just a phone call away even when they're on opposite sides of the world. Another thing that never changes is Midoriya's Plus Ultra-sized crush on Todoroki.

Slow burn friends to lovers for TodoDeku Big Bang 2019.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17396711 Dé à coudre by atomicmuffin 4k, Sero/Todoroki, fluff, pining,

Sero Hanta slides from the One-Sided Rivalry Zone and dives head first into the Pining Wasteland so fast he doesn’t even notice until he’s already half drowning under the feels.

A Sero/Todoroki One Shot, coming straight from the RarePair Hell.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19721299 Checks and Balances by indirectkissesiniceland 113k, Midoriya/Todoroki, AU, pining,

Izuku Midoriya was a competitive cheerleader up until an injury to his hand made tumbling and stunting an impossibility. It's devastating to think that cheer could be out of his life for good—until a pair of enthusiastic classmates show up at Izuku's dorm room with a signup sheet for a new club: hockey cheerleading. All that's left to do is learn how exactly hockey works...and try not to think too much about the prodigious freshman right wing, who's just about the most wonderful person Izuku's ever met.

Shouto Todoroki has eaten, slept, and breathed hockey his whole life. He's got a legacy to live up to with his pro-hockey old man, and he's no stranger to the scrutiny and expectations of his coaches and teammates. It's different now that he plays for UA, though. He's got a former pro coach who sees potential in him and teammates who might actually like him as a person. Then there's the cheerleading captain, who's kind and compassionate in a way Shouto's never known—and who won't rest until Shouto stops dismissing hockey as nothing more than his old man's game.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25533433 Sunflower by indirectkissesiniceland 10k, Sero/Todoroki, pining,

Sero has a soft spot for Todoroki, who has a soft spot for Sero. Bakusquad passes the popcorn.

Written for Sero Week 2020!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13962834 Late bloomer by NohaIjiachi 9k, Midoriya/Todoroki, porn with feelings, slight angst,

That’s why when they’ve found themselves face to face on the ring of the sport festival once more, for the third time ever since they’ve met each other, and Izuku smiled at him, eager and challenging, self-confident but never full of himself, Shouto blinked, dazed and shocked, in realizing just how blindingly beautiful his best friend was. The way Izuku’s white shirt clung on his muscles, the little peek of his collar bone and the hard lines of his pecs visible under it, the way his thighs curved and filled the school gym uniform.

‘Oh, fuck—‘ Shouto thought, his head spinning, feeling like he just got run over by a freight train. ‘Shit. He’s- hot?’

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15076253 You Need Some Ice for That Burn by theyalwayssay 10k, Midoriya/Todoroki,

After four months of Izuku being the ecstatic, bewildered, disbelieving boyfriend of Todoroki Shouto, their physical intimacy has plateaued. Both of them are burning up, and something’s got to give. Strap in; this is gonna get loud.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20737139 The Cave by TheRedDragon173 55k, Kirishima/Bakugou, child abuse, self-harm, PTSD, trans character,

Bakugou Katsuki is not weak. He's strong. Or at least, that's what he tells others. And himself.

He wears his aggression like armor, hiding the truth of how he feels. But even the strongest armor can start to chip away and warp, if enough pressure is applied. So when the facade begins to crack, how is Katsuki supposed to deal with it?

The answer is; badly.

But maybe he has more friends than he thinks, and they just might care a whole lot more than Katsuki realizes.

(heed the tags)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19888921 Up To Date by Pouler (poulerslashes) 19k, Midoriya/Todoroki, pro-heroes,

"It's just for fun. Heroes do this sort of thing all the time." "Do they?" Uraraka laughed. "Oh yeah," she said. "You should’ve seen some of the pictures I found in my mom's stash when I was a kid." "I see." Todoroki stumbles upon a collection of photographs he wasn't intended to see.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15088175 Always On My Mind by TheMomeRath 10k, Midoriya/Todoroki, no mpreg,

It's been a couple years since they started dating, and Midoriya and Todoroki have plans to lose their virginity to each other. Sometimes, however, sex can have unexpected effects.

Or; a lesson in the importance of wearing a condom.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21824905 Echo by CrzA 22k, Midoriya/Todoroki, AU, soulmates,

Not trusting his voice not to crack miserably, Izuku gives him a little nod that turns into a shake of his head about halfway through. How is he supposed to be okay? The literal man of his dreams is literally standing right in front of him, fussing over him while blushing like a maiden after the absolutely lecherous activities they have engaged in more than once in his head.

Or a fic where soulmates exist and Izuku thinks he doesn't have one... until he almost literally steps out of his dreams.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13345182 lantern by notallballs (notallbees) 3k, Midoriya/Todoroki, first time, h/c,

"Todoroki?"

He turned his head. "Mm?"

Midoriya's voice quivered. "How many did we save?"

Shouto closed his eyes. "The police officer I spoke to said a conservative effort would be seventy-five, perhaps eighty."

After a difficult rescue mission, Midoriya and Todoroki find comfort in each other.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18538114 friday nights by gasmask 6k, Kirishima/Bakugou, mutual masturbation,

“You guys send each other porn? For the muscles?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18550984 seeing sparks by gasmask 4k, Bakugou/Kaminari, pining, 5+1,

5 times having a crush on Denki really fucking sucks.

1 time having a crush on Denki isn't too bad.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22566070 𝙸 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸'𝚖 𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 by cutiefemdom 7k, Kirishima/Bakugou, a/b/o, dominant omega,

Bakugou wants to be the class's pack leader but a strangely fearless and tough omega beats him to it. He's less upset about it than he thought he'd be and breaks about three hundred gender norms in the process of falling in love.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22598746 🔥 Comfortably Numb 🔥 by cutiefemdom 32k, Kirishima/Bakugou, a/b/o, dominant omega,

Due to the sheer amount of sweat his quirk produced, Bakugou was an omega heat magnet. In fact, his scent made omegas close to their heats go straight into it. They couldn't keep their hands off of him.

𝘖𝘙: 𝘉𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘥-𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴. (𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘒𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘢.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15435156 nothing lingers passively by iimo 44k, Todoroki/Bakugou, a/b/o,

“Dehydration and dry skin were common side effects of suppressants - they dry up the glands that secrete the potent hormones that Alphas and Omegas experience during their monthly ruts and heats. Normally these reactions can be lessened by drinking more water and bulking up on body lotion and chapstick.

But the hormonal glands aren't the only ones to whither like raisins under the influence of suppressants - both the exocrine and endocrine systems were subject to its dehydrating effects. So as a future Pro Hero with a quirk that activates with sweat, the choice boiled down to a hard nope, fuck that. No suppressants.

The peace of his classmates be damned.”

Alpha Bakugou Katsuki is allergic to suppressants, and Todoroki Shouto is a Beta with a grudge. Together they strike a deal that swiftly exceeds anything they'd bargained for.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16794499 What Came First? by FoolishFortuna 5k, Kirishima/Bakugou,

“Right. So you’ve gotta know what a game of ‘chicken’ is right? Its when two people start at either end of a drag strip or road and drive their cars straight at each other until one of them gets scared and turns the wheel. Well, this is the gay kiss version. You both lean in and the first one to pull back loses. Simple, man.” Kaminari put his hands on his hips and grinned at his classmate.

Wherein Kirishima is the king of gay chicken. Until he's... not?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25189612 I think I wanna marry you by izlaria (mixthealphabet) 5k, Aizawa/Yamada, mutual pining, bed sharing,

At 22, at 25, at 31, the truth stays the same: Hizashi Yamada is in love with his best friend.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25342699 But Our Records Keep Skipping by Robbirdthe8th (FictionalFeather) 13k, Aizawa/Yamada, pining, gentle sex, past sexual abuse,

"It's not like any of my exes ever said 'let's fuck or I'm leaving you' but...yeah. It's a factor."

"You just didn't want to sleep with any of them?"

"I wanted to. Or wanted to want to, I guess."

***

The impact left by Hizashi's ex-boyfriend still looms, too big and too much, so he asks Shouta for a favor.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25339180 Do You Even Lift? by Plantzawa 1k, Kirishima/Bakugou, dumb boys,

Some girls think they're real clever getting Kirishima to bodily lift them, but one blond disagrees.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12733629 show me how to by Slumber 3k, Aizawa/Yamada, voyeurism, exhibitionism, asexual character,

"You have a power, learn to control it. Instead you'd rather ask me to erase it for you while you get off with another student-- have you thought about what you're asking?"

In which Yamada Hizashi just wants to have sex without injuring his classmates and Aizawa is the perfect solution.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12193845 Send Nudes Winky Face by thephilosophah 81k, polyamorous 1A, lots of sex, all the sex,

In which Kaminari is bad at sexting and the Bakusquad makes a bet over it. Then everyone starts betting on them and the stakes rise, and Bakugou's so certain he'll naturally win that he doesn't even notice how much money he's adding to the pool.

RC: incredibly smutty yet wholesome. an absolute delight to read. made me happy just to see the tab scroll past as i procrastinated on updating this list.

https://archiveofourown.org/series/1115469 I Am Here series by lalazee 9k, All Might/Endeavor, pre-canon, UST, angst, teenagers,

“Nothing about this life is like a comic book. One day, you’re going to realize it in the worst way possible. And I’ll be there, the Number One Hero, all along.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16795468 If I Win... by orphan_account 2k, All Might/Endeavor, pre-canon, internalized homophobia,

"If I win, let me kiss you."

Enji punched him in the face.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16266083 warm, sweet, slightly smoked by soltian 2k, Hawks/Endeavor, male lactation,

due to unknown factors, endeavor has a problem. hawks is happy to help.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18234113 Hold Him Down, Goddamit by Elixiers 2k, Bakugou/Kirishima/Kaminari, masturbation,

Denki should have known, he really should have. To his defense, he never really realized it until he paid attention.

Now, though, it’s glaringly obvious: Bakugou is putty in Kirishima’s hands.

Denki’s incredibly curious about how Kirishima does it, about what he tells Bakugou to calm him down… but each time he asks, Kirishima only gives a boisterous laugh and waves the question away.

It becomes Denki’s mission to find out– simply because of the fact that, well, it’s kind of hot, he guesses? He can’t help but hold that thought every time Bakugou shivers just slightly when Kirishima whispers into his ear, and Bakugou’s cheeks turn red, and he’s still scowling spectacularly but, uh… yeah, shit, it’s cute.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19116025 Messy by beebuzz 14k, Kaminari/Bakugou/Kirishima/Tetsutetsu,

Chewing on the inside of his cheek, Kaminari moved his eyes to the side. “I’m trying to talk about this. Because I feel guilty talking to him like that when I should be satisfied with you two- And I am- And I know there’s already a lot to deal with when there’s three of us, but I guess I was just wondering if maybe you two would be open to meeting him.”

“Meeting him.” Kirishima repeated, hands completely stilling on Bakugou’s shoulders. “As in-”

“A date.” Bakugou finished for him, sharp gaze catching bright gold as Kaminari shot up straight.

“No-”

“No?”

“Well- maybe.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24510598 Don't by Trenchcoatkitten 16k, Kirishima/Bakugou, post-canon, roommates,

Kirishima is out of a place to live - and Bakugou gives him a perfect solution

And they were roommates. (Oh my god they were roommates) Basically I just needed these babies being soft and sweet and domestic okay. Light angst cause I'm ~still a piece of garbage~ and I can't help it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25454512 When He Sees Me by Trenchcoatkitten 81k, Midoriya/Todoroki, AU, disability, past child abuse,

“Sorry,” Midoriya says. “I tend to get off in my own little world sometimes. Guess I just talk a lot. Hope that won't bother you.” “It's fine. I don't talk very much.” Midoriya grins again, lighting up the booth brighter than the light hanging over the table. “We're a perfect pair, then!”

Todoroki Shouto moves in with someone he's never met, just while he's in town for his show. He's never really known what home could mean, and, well, Izuku's the perfect ball of sunshine to show him. Basically, this is a Blind!Izuku and Dancer!Shouto AU :)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25647619 bells by arxaris 18k, Sero/Todoroki, A/B/O, pining,

It’s times like these that Hanta wishes he were… like his peers. Where they can rely on biological instincts and subtle changes in scent, he has to rely on his subpar skill at reading people, on the hope that he can tell when a friend – are they friends, though? – would rather not be alone.

Hanta looks down at his arm, curled tight around his offered comforts, and lets out a quiet sigh.

He has to rely on a shared interest in manga, on the sheer luck that he watches Todoroki enough to know which brand of chips he sometimes buys at lunch time, what drink he reaches for from their communal fridge after class.

-Third year brings Sero Hanta new manga, old insecurities, and Todoroki Shouto.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22403767 Overheard by catastrophicGallivant 7k, Sero/Kaminari/Todoroki, accidental voyeurism, masturbation, awkward sexual situations, first time,

Shouto is already in bed when the noises start. He glances at his clock—a quarter to midnight, about the usual time for them. Kaminari is always the louder of the two. Shouto can hear him moaning through the wall, faintly at first, then loud as if he can’t control himself anymore. Quieter but still present, running underneath Kaminari’s keening, Sero sighs, gasps, curses softly.

Shouto should really go back to sleep.

He should get up and knock on the wall; he’s done it before and they quieted right down after, and the next morning he got matching apologies at breakfast. He should text Sero, who would see his phone ping and do—something, and then the noises would stop and Shouto could sleep. He should really, really go back to sleep.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18419600 Kneel by deviance 7k, Kirishima/Bakugou, post-canon, pining, light dom/sub,

“Bakugou?”

Bakugou shuffled on his feet, hovering over Kirishima and looking at the ground with stormy eyes. He glanced up to glare at Kirishima, a silent dare to call him out on his odd behavior no doubt. Kirishima forced himself not to tense. Whatever Bakugou wanted, he was about to show him and Kirishima had to get this right. Bakugou was all about showing and not telling.

Kirishima nearly bit his tongue to keep in a squawk of surprise when Bakugou suddenly dropped to his knees next to him, shuffling forward until he could press his forehead to his thigh and hide his face against Kirishima's leg. Kirishima opened his mouth, questions on the tip of his tongue, and he barely managed to catch them before they could be given voice. Bakugou was trembling minutely, his entire frame so tense his muscles were twitching under Kirishima's gaze.

“Just. Don't say anything,” Bakugou muttered, hands clenching in his lap tightly. “Please,” he whispered, a short choked sound.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23191777 I See Your Face So Vividly by kopycat_101 13k, Kaminari/Midoriya, pining,

"Midoriya looks electric, looks vibrant. His eyes light up, big and glimmering like neon signs. He jumps across Field Gamma, a place that’s all but a twisting maze of steel, a streak of bright green amongst the monotonous gray. Fearless, easy, like he’s flying through the skies.

Denki wishes he could take a picture of this, of Midoriya leaping through the air like a lightning strike personified. But a picture wouldn’t ever be able to live up to the real thing, wouldn’t do justice to how Midoriya looks."

Denki's been falling for a long time without knowing it. But then he's hit by the sudden realization that he has a crush on Izuku the day Izuku uses Full Cowl for the first time in front of class 1-A. What follows includes a sexuality crisis, compliments, smiles, extended eye contact, blushing, heartwarming friendships, and an insane amount of pining for the ages.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22396243 A Different Kind of Limelight by despitetheabundance (Lindra) 6k, Aizawa/All Might,body dysmorphia, scars, emotional porn, camboy,

Yagi Toshinori posts a drunken dick pic on self-deprecating whim and falls down a rabbit hole of tips, compliments, and learning to live in the body of a man he never wanted to be.

AKA Toshinori becomes a camboy and learns to love himself, feat. Aizawa's Thirst

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25812076 you have made me feel so sure by honeijirou 17k, Kirishima/Bakugou, soulmates, disability, pining, h/c,

Kirishima only saw him out of the corner of his eyes at first.

It’s a blur, a flash really – it’s a blossom of explosions whose after-flashes seemed to form a halo around the boy’s head, or perhaps it was how the boy’s blonde hair caught the sunlight: a combination of that specific angle in that specific moment. Either way, when Kirishima catches a hint of a smirk of a smile, even despite Kirishima’s own Quirk, the way it glints feels like it cuts.

alternatively, a soulmate au. first words are written on your body, and kirishima has always had clear skin: but the moment he sees bakugou, he has never been more sure of anything in his life.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24575374 We've got a good thing going by lehnsherry 3k, Hawks/Endeavor,

Enji is watching Shouto, so he notices the way his eyes snap to the kitchen doorway just before he hears the soft footsteps and the rustling of wings, and his heart jumps into his throat. He turns in his seat just in time to see Hawks walk in, eyes still closed and a hand scratching at his messy hair.

“Mornin’, babe, do you know where my -” Hawks breaks into a huge yawn, and then opens his sleepy eyes, and freezes in the doorway like Shouto used his power on him.

Enji’s mouth makes an involuntary sound of embarrassment, and Hawks flushes all the way down to his chest.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25509430 speak it free by aloneintherain 3k, gen, h/c,

“I didn’t have the same middle school experience as you,” Shinsou says. “I didn’t become rivals with my childhood friend.”

Shinsou doesn’t know who Kacchan really is to him. Izuku has spent so much time looking at Shinsou and relating to him, that he forgot that Shinsou wasn’t looking back at him with that same recognition.

Izuku takes a deep breath, and starts, “Kacchan and I aren’t really childhood friends. Not really.”

Or: Shinsou finds out that Bakugou used to bully Midoriya.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24799483 How To Get Adopted Without Letting Your Dad Know He's Adopting You, A Guide By Class 1-A by lesbianclerics 16k, gen, dadzawa, fluff, injury,

Mina waits until Aizawa’s well out of earshot before muttering a teasing, “Okay dad” under her breath. Kirishima’s eyes go wide. Midoriya chokes on air and the soap he’s spraying goes wide, hitting the wall as well as the stove. Kaminari freezes halfway through tiptoeing across the kitchen. They all stare at her, frightened for a moment that Aizawa heard her somehow. Then, when nothing happens after a moment, Kaminari cackles, loudly, and doubles over laughing.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25979236 Lightning Child by AmaranthineDream 3k, gen, BAMF!midoriya,

Izuku manages to consistently use One for All at 100%, without breaking himself, half way through his second year. He graduates with that power tightly regulated, completely under his control; his quirk is his, completely.

The graduated class 3A has a word for it when Izuku - Deku - goes 100%. It's a physical sensation, they learned early; a pressure in the air and on their lungs and down to their bones and blood. Everyone within his vicinity can feel it.

They call it going green.

And then, in a fight against the villain Jupiter, Deku goes green for the first time since UA.

One third of the people at the scene collapse to their knees.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25779088 Eggs With a Side of Crimson Feathers by kittenmittens 7k, Hawks/Endeavor, mpreg, oviposition,

“These your other kids?” All that gets him is a grunt in response. Keigo snorts, then goes on talking like Todoroki didn’t just give him a massive verbal red light. “I don’t think I ever got their names.”

“I never told you,” grumbles Todoroki, and when Keigo turns to look at him, he’s glaring worse than ever.

Keigo smiles. “My bad.”

---

Hawks just happens to lay eggs every once in a while, but it's fine, totally fine, and he's not gonna let it ruin this once-in-a-lifetime chance to nail his idol.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24726799 A Secret Admirer by KiriBakuHappiness 61k, Kirishima/Bakugou, fluff, pining, friends to lovers, the boys are dumb,

Bakugou Katsuki has a secret admirer and the class of 1-A is desperate to figure out who it could possibly be.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25659202 Why Is Everything So Weird With the Lights Off? by KiriBakuHappiness 12k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining,

Kirishima’s never really considered what Bakugou would be like when he was drunk and he’s kind of curious to find out but also a little apprehensive. This was still Lord Explosion Murder he was dealing with, after all.

Bakugou stops in the middle of the room, taking in all of the posters on the walls and eyeing suspiciously at the punching bag as if he’s never seen one before in his life. He sways a little before he frowns and squints dangerously. Kirishima tenses in preparation for some snarky remark about his inability to decorate, but all that comes out of Bakugou’s slurred mouth is, “This isn’t my fucking room.”

Wow, okay, maybe he’s a lot more drunk than Kirishima first thought.

OR - Kirishima can't imagine who would be trying to talk to him in the middle of the night on a school night, but when he opens the door and finds Bakugou Katsuki drunk, he can't just turn him away, right? What kind of a friend would he be if he did that?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26238265 He's Sexy And He Knows It. by FoolishFortuna 2k, Kirishima/Bakugou, grinidng, lapdance, exhibitionism, premature ejaculation,

"Bakugou couldn't do anything sexy if he tried!” Kaminari called out with a loud laugh that everyone in the common room joined in with.

Katsuki felt a vein in his temple throbbing as he bared his teeth and tried to count to ten in his head before he was tempted to cross the room and blast Dunce Face to hell for the insult.

They were in the common room, eating junk food and drinking light, crappy beers on their day off from hero training. But when the conversation turned to who had the most sex appeal in the class, it became clear that not one of these fucking idiots believed Katsuki was capable of being anything other than loud, angry or sulky. ‘And pulling horrible faces’ was added by Mina with another laugh that everyone echoed.

And okay, the fact that they had no faith in him made him want to shout and blast things and pull faces, but shut the fuck up. He could be goddamn sexy if he wanted to be.

Kirishima slapped a hand to his thigh and guffawed before wheezing in a breath and adding, “HA! Blasty asking someone out, I'd pay to see it! Or asking for a kiss like, ‘kiss me now, you shitty bitch’. I can't, that's too good.”

That's fucking it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20067655 In the Dark of the Night by arxaris 84k, Kirishima/Bakugou, AU,

Bakugou woke to chants sounding through the Colosseum. “Red Riot! Red Riot! Red Riot!”

Red Riot?

“Sero,” he snapped at the Head of his Council, seated a few meters to his right in the Emperor’s box. “What the fuck is a Red Riot?”

Sero nodded his head to the pit and Bakugou followed his gaze, watching as another gladiator walked out of the gate and towards the center. “New gladiator prodigy. He’s only eighteen, but he hasn’t even come close to losing a fight since he started a couple months ago.” Then, Sero smirked. “I think you’re gonna like him.”

Or, all's fair in love and war.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24798505 Complicated Creation by Elemental 112k, gen, canon-AU, dadzawa,

Midoriya Izuku is medically quirkless, not technically homeless, perpetually exhausted and doing his damned best despite it all. He also sees spirits, which might be cool if not for the fact that a) no one else does, b) they really don't like him very much, and c) he's pretty sure the heroes now think he's a villain working for the League.

Aizawa Shota just wants to take down Overhaul, rescue Eri, keep his students alive, get some rest, and find out how this Deku kid knows things he absolutely should not know about his personal life and the Shie Hassaikai case.

Unless Nighteye's right, and the kid really is a villain.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25578874 He's Our Most Important Member by autumnconcept 5k, gen, BAMF!midoriya,

As a member of the quirkless side of society, Izuku has long given up his dream of being a hero.

Remind him how he ended up in charge of an entire agency?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12729852 I Would Understand by deafmic 45k, gen, dadzawa, foster care, child neglect, child abuse, adoption,

Shinsou Hitoshi had a bit of a problem, and that problem was that he’d gotten attached to Aizawa Shouta. And somewhere along the line had started seeing him as a parental figure, a replacement for all the foster home parents who’d passed him along and never quite done their job.

A kid who's been in foster care his entire life spends a normal, average day after training with the teacher who seems to care a little too much.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21216944 You know that thing where an orchestra swaps instruments, and like, some of them get it right away, but others have no clue what they're doing? This is that but with quirks, two unwilling participants, and also Emotions by Sif (Rosae) 13k, gen, quirk swap, PTSD, touch starved, h/c, quirk drawbacks,

Momo wasn't sure why it came as such a shock to her and her classmates that nitroglycerin was not, in fact, easy to control. The chemical was defined by it's instability, it's ability to go off under near any circumstances, it's powerful blows.

And yet, Katsuki had always made it look so simple. He soared through the air like it was nothing, switching between bullet-sized blasts and missile levels of firepower like most people switched channels on TV. Momo had found herself jealous of his quirk at times, unable to help wondering what it would be like to have such power at her fingertips.

Good news, she didn't have to wonder anymore. Bad news, it was absolutely terrible.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26218951 Where the Archangels go by surveycorpsjean 40k, Hawks/Endeavor, injury, chronic pain, angst, h/c, healing,

“I’m all aloooone, with nobody besiiide meee – can you turn that TV off? Thanks.”

“I’m told you refused multiple offers.”

“Rumi would take in a dead squirrel,” Hawks huffs, scratching his nose on the pillow, going wsh wsh wsh. “I’m not doing that to her, no way in hell. And the commission wanted to put me into the hero equivalent of a nursing home, so fuck that too.”

When Hawks is abandoned by everyone else, Enji offers to bring him home.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19153039 That's All You Ever Have to Say by arxaris 10k, Kirishima/Bakugou, light dom/sub, praise kink, sugar daddy,

Maybe a sane person wouldn’t put up with it. They’d probably call the whole thing unhealthy, say that Bakugou should learn to express his feelings. People have suggested to Kirishima in the past that he put his foot down and demand they talk about things. They’ve gritted their teeth as they told him Bakugou was playing games with him, looked at him with pity as if they were cluing him into something everyone knew but him, something truly awful. But of course Kirishima knew. How could he not? Katsuki wasn’t just playing games with him. They were playing games together.

And Kirishima was positively addicted to them.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26934046 disarm me by hiuythn 8k, Kirishima/Bakugou, touch-starved, hand fixation,

Bakugou’s hands are made for winning.

They’re made to reach for victory, to grab what they want and refuse to let go.

Bakugou’s hands are not made for holding. They’re not made to cradle, or to help. His hands are calloused and rough. They are not meant to cherish, to be gentle, to be safe.

When he’s not using them to blast his opponents to dust, he keeps them sheathed in his pockets like the weapons they are. A gesture of goodwill—a handshake, from him, would be deadly. His hands are deadly.

And that’s how he likes it.

That is, until Kirishima.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24912604 a twisted fate never alters destiny by Watsittoyou 138k, Aizazwa/Yamada, canon-AU, adoption, internalized homophobia, canon character death,

Kicked out and homeless as a hero student wasn't somewhere Aizawa Shouta intended to be, and yet those were the cards he was dealt. Kids like him don't just get second chances handed to them on silver platters, but when he spends his last few hundred yen at Midoriya's cafe, it seems like that's precisely what he gets. Along the way, he gains parents who love him, an idiot he might be sort of in love with, and a future promising trouble thanks to a problem child baby brother.

But the world of heroes is much larger than it seems on the surface, and somehow his green-haired nightmare manages to find his way to the centre of it, all while Shouta tries to navigate his own love life and hero work.

Or, the time Inko's determination to adopt a teenage Aizawa not-so-accidentally lays the groundwork for his future as Eraserhead: serial child adopter, all while uncovering the darker secrets of the villain underworld.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18205364 touch too much by h_lovely 9k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining, friends with benefits,

Kirishima had always been touchy. Bakugou has a hard time believing it's anything more than that.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19945867 i go where you go by favspacetwink 2k, Kirishima/Bakugou, first time, sharing clothes,

God, handjobs are the fucking best.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12753570 Sugar, Spice by Grimmseye 7k, Kirishima/Bakugou, canon-AU, incubus,

Red was the color of passion, of fury, of violence. And for that he offered red candles, red roses, red blood. His veins sang for a fight.

" — what kind of a shitty demon are you?”

It blinked up at him, raising its weight from its haunches. Its head cocked to the side. “Um,” it started. “I'm... an incubus? Master?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12090270 take your time with me by Shadow_sensei 4k, Kirishima/Bakugou, first time, mutual masturbation,

And then Katsuki steps away, breaking away from Eijirou’s body, as if he’s been shocked, because it’s so much, all at once, and it’s overwhelming and his mind is drifting and it’s almost terrifying, to be so fast to lose his composure, just from a simple touch. Is it a sign of weakness, that he can be pulled into Eijirou’s control so quickly?

No, thinks Katsuki. It’s a sign of trust.

- As the water flows hot and steady over their backs, Katsuki learns that it's okay to let Eijirou take over his heart.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12145455 a long time coming by tusslee 1k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining,

There’s nothing soft about a boy like Bakugou, but Kirishima can’t help but wonder if his skin isn’t as smooth as it looks. If his hair isn’t a fluffy mess when he first wakes up in the morning. If his tongue is as sharp as he makes his words out to be. Everything about Kirishima is soft except for his Quirk. What a pair they seem to make.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26177596 i love you like the sun came out by unreemarkable 46k, Midoriya/Todoroki,

Todoroki Shouto is untouchable, until he isn't. What comes after goes a little like this.

[In which Todoroki falls, slowly, steadily, with his eyes wide open.]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12706605 Acceptance by WereKoalaPL 46k, Ojiro/Shinsou, self-harm, denial, self acceptance,

There are many things Mashirao fears, some more so than others. He was always somehow able to deal with them though, through lies, denial, clenching his teeth, and biting his words back. But some things can't be changed or fixed, no matter how much of a fight he will put up.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27090436 (Un)Made by Ashynarr 4k, gen,

In the aftermath of a slightly different Yakuza Hideout Raid, Izuku and Eri have to come to term with their new life, while Shouta and Toshinori figure out how to help them start on the path to recovery.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27094156 Mass Divided by Volume by The Feels Whale (miscellea) 37k, Ashido/Kirishima/Bakugou, canon-AU, polyamory, asexual character,

It comes as a surprise to a lot of people, finding out that Bakugo is part of a loving triad and has been for years; including Bakugo.

Especially Bakugo.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27051973 i just want somebody near me by theyaremycrocs 3k, Kirishima/Bakugou, bed sharing, hugging,

Kirishima likes the dorms.

He really does - they’re convenient, they’re safe and he’s in the room right next to his best friend’s. They have movie nights and game nights and there’s never a dull moment when he’s there, but- he misses his moms.

The Kirishimas are a very affectionate family. Kirishima’s no stranger to physical contact. He welcomes it, even; a hug when he leaves for school, a hug when he gets home from school. Before he goes to bed. It’s comforting, and it’s normal, and Kirishima… well, he misses it.

And that’s how Kirishima finds himself stood in front of Bakugo’s door at midnight on a Friday, worn down from the school week, desperate enough to go to his best friend’s room to ask him for a hug.

-------

“You’ve been in front of my door for the past five minutes,” Bakugo tells him flatly, fingers tapping impatiently on his arms. “What.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27097288 hope that soul is changing by Sour_Idealist 3k, Hawks/Endeavor, past domestic violence,

“You’ve been working with Endeavor lately, isn’t that right?” she asks instead.

He laughs, trying for casual and missing it by at least a city block. “That what this is about, huh?” he asks. “The, uh, the missus and the side piece?”

Her own cup of tea is three-quarters full; she takes a sip and sets it down. “Well, is it?” she asks.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27176774 Sunshine & Lightning by splot 4k, Kaminari/Shinsou, scars,

Shinsou’s still staring, mouth agape, eyes wide when Kaminari finally frees himself from his shirt, eyes darting nervously from person to person. “What? Why are you all staring?”

“Dude… what is that?” Kirishima asks, blunt, but not rude – concerned. Kaminari follows everyone’s gaze to his midsection, blinks a moment, and then laughs, flapping his shirt at Kirishima.

“It’s nothing, bro. It’s just like a heat rash kinda thing I get sometimes ‘cause of my quirk. No biggie, it’ll be gone by tomorrow.”

---

There's a side-effect to Kaminari's quirk that he keeps hidden. Shinsou finds out.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26640583 From the Heavens Into Heaven by Epsilon110, Jade_Kitsune 25k, Midoriya/all the girls, BAMF!midoriya, blindfolds, truth or dare,

Izuku Midoriya has always considered himself lucky beyond belief, ever since All Might told him that he could be a hero. Time and time again, his luck paid off, allowing him to survive villain attacks and win competitions and exercises. When the hero students of Class A and B returned to the Wild, Wild Pussycats' forest for another training camp, Izuku had hoped his luck would hold out.

In a way, it did. Still, Izuku isn't sure how long he can last in the hot springs surrounded by every woman in both Hero classes.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13278729 One Step Closer by tusslee 50k, Kirishima/Bakugou, AU, injury, angst, physical theraphy, recovery, disability,

Hope flickers pitifully beside the fire of determination inside of him. Whatever it takes, he decides, he’ll prove them all wrong.

- Injured in a car accident, Bakugou Katsuki has to learn a new way of life as he slowly, but surely recovers with the (unwanted) help from his physical therapist, Kirishima Eijirou.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15090842 Love So Soft by Fanficismything 11k, Kirishima/Bakugou, A/B/O,

Kirishima found out completely on accident.

He would never have guessed who had been taking his clothes to nest with.

He absolutely never would have guessed who but damn if it didn’t give him all sort of warm and fuzzy feelings to keep him warm at night or literally any time he thought about it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17348138 In your face, Endeavor! by caelestisxyz 2k, Yoarashi/Todoroki, semi-public sex,

This is hands down the most disrespectful thing Inasa has ever done in his life. Here he is, tailored suit and brand new tie, sitting amongst the city's elites while he's roughly face fucking the No.1 Hero's son.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19884178 Learn You (Bit by Bit) by deviance 5k, Kirishima/Bakugou, 5+1,

Five things Kirishima learns about Bakugou, and one thing Bakugou teaches Kirishima about himself.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17096087 Polish Me Up by deviance 2k, gen, touch-starved, platonic cuddling,

If Bakugou had known of his own weakness, perhaps things would've ended up differently, his pride dictating that he hide anything that might be a vulnerability. However, he hadn't know about this weakness, in fact the damn squad were the ones to cause him to discover it, so keeping it hidden was not even a possibility.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19244770 Thursday by CitrusVeins 7k, Kirishima/Bakugou, first time, panic attack,

Everything with Bakugou, at least when it came to intimacy, had to be slow and calculated. Once Kirishima barely skimmed a hand under the hem of his shirt and the contact of skin on skin startled Bakugou so much that he jumped back like he was burned. It was one of the few times Kirishima actually got an apology from him, as he admonished himself for ruining 'the moment.' Kirishima was, of course, fine with it. It just meant that they found a limit they could work on together or not at all depending on what Bakugou wanted.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16435358 Broken, but Still Good by deviance 75k, Kirishima/Bakugou, AU, A/B/O, torture, PTSD, non-con, angst, recovery,

“He’s just too combative. I know he was recovered from an illegal Alpha fighting ring and we can’t do much for that, but he’s not receptive to any of our attempts to help. He instantly starts fights with any Alphas that try to reach out to him, even if they aren’t posturing, and if we try to send in an Omega to keep him calm he somehow manages to freak out even more.”

“All we can do it be patient and provide him a safe environment to heal. We don’t know how long he was held captive nor what sort of things he’s had to do to survive.”

“But if no one can get close to him, how are we supposed to help?”

“Have we tried sending in a Beta? If we have one that would be capable of withstanding his quirk, it may be the best middle ground.”

“Red Riot, one of my previous students might be able to. Kirishima’s quirk is hardening and should be strong enough to withstand the Alpha’s explosions. Plus his personality tends to let him make friends with just about everyone. He was on the infiltration team too, so he’s at least minimally aware of the situation. He’d have to be briefed on the specifications, of course.”

“He sounds like the best chance we’ve got."

“Can’t hurt to try, I guess."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20660567 no door left unopened by sprx77 2k, Midoriya/everyone, kissing, polyamory,

Izuku passes One for All to all of his friends and they pass it back. The successor of peace is not a title worn lightly and they're all old enough to know that some things are more important than hero rankings, some contingencies more than worth it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19974307 No Secrets to Success by kingdoms 7k, Kirishima/Bakugou,

“Hey!” Kirishima says brightly, stepping sideways to be directly in the guy’s path. “I know you!”

“Fuck off,” the guy snarls, pushing past him and barely slowing down.

Kirishima is forced to start his first semester at UA two months late. Somehow he still meets Bakugou Katsuki, makes the most of those two months, and gains a tutor, a best friend, and an exciting way to scandalize his new peers. Canon AU where Kirishima and Bakugou become friends before Kirishima meets the rest of Class 1-A.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24036481 In the Lap of the Gods by theyalwayssay 10k, Shinsou/Kaminari, AU, top!kaminari,

“Don’t keep me waiting.” Denki swallowed away the saliva that had built up in his throat. Only a minute ago his mouth had been parched as leather; now, he was struggling not to drool. “I want an audience with the Oracle. I’d prefer that over just speaking into this fog.” “You already have it,” the voice said. Denki’s head lolled back on his neck, spine tingling at the feeling of someone murmuring deep into his ears. “God, I-” “Do not call for them. There are no gods here. There is only you and I.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16826065 A Short Sharp Shock by theyalwayssay 17k, Shinsou/Kaminari, first time, quirk kink,

In which Kaminari blows the whole dorm, but not in the way that you're thinking.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15195866 Catch Me Red-Handed by theyalwayssay 10k, Kirishima/Bakugou, first time,

When Bakugou gets hit with a color-change Quirk which reacts to his mood, it’s up to Kirishima to figure out a meaning behind the shifting colors speckled across his boyfriend’s face. The solution is, of course, to cross examine the colors to a mood ring color chart. Let’s see: orange is indignant, blue-green is flirtatious, and red is...oh.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14657547 Pass it On by theyalwayssay 14k, Kirishima/Bakugou, sexual frustration, truth or dare, crossdressing,

RED ALERT: Bakugou can't jerk off because he'll explode his own dick off. Pass it on.

Mina spreads a rumor around Class 1A about a certain Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima is tasked with taking his own life and dignity in his hands and finding out of it's true. Party hijinks ensue.

(Spoiler alert: dignity and his life aren't the only things Kirishima takes in his hands)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12090492 Stray Italian Greyhound by ArgetCross 5k, Jirou/Taoyorozu, pining,

That was the wretched start of it all.

Momo couldn't stop thinking about sex. At first, she thought it was just because she was mortified by the idea of anyone figuring out that she now could make condoms. She kept expecting someone, Kaminari or Sero, to come up to her and ask her. One night she even had a terrible dream where she was back in a practical exam with Todoroki and, instead of producing matryoshka dolls, she accidentally flung a bunch of condoms at Aizawa-sensei.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15726360 a secret quest for common sense by jurassicqueer (gaybirdkid) 23k, Sero/Todoroki, pining, touch-starved, self harm, clothes sharing,

One way or another, Hanta finds himself being drawn back to Todoroki again and again. The boys learn to lean on each other.

"Hanta gives himself five seconds to fully experience whatever warm emotion is swelling in his chest. It expands like hot air, pressing on his aching ribs and crawling up his throat; it worms between his heart and lungs and curls up like a contented cat. Hanta isn’t sure how he knows, but he’s sure the feeling’s name is Todoroki."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15147833 Like Seaglass by IvoryCrow 10k, Inko/Yagi, AU, mythology, pirates,

The woman curls her lip, tightening her grip on her seal skin. “You will not steal my pelt, I will not be your bride.”

Toshinori can only promise, raising his hands in surrender. “I will not take it from you.”

His honesty must satisfy her because she moves closer, pressing her pelt against the gash on his side. The selkie blinks at him curiously, watching for his reactions. She’s familiar, like someone from a dream. When she pulls away, the wound is healed, leaving behind a scar shaped like a river of stars.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15124007 Lies in the guise of truth by Jeanemon 44k, Inko/Yagi, fluff,

All Might is the world's #1 hero, the symbol of peace, the pillar that the world knows they can stand on. He dominates every room he's in, from press conferences to his Hero Agency.

It's pretty easy for everyone to overlook Yagi Toshinori, All Might's 'quirkless secretary'. But he's still there.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14574993 call the fire department (i'm burning up with love) by Edgedancer 22k, Todoroki/Midoriya, families of choice,

An (abridged) list of things Todoroki Shouto did not have before U.A.: Loud neighbors. Fire alarms. Friends. Midoriya Izuku.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11808918 Conversations with a Cryptid by AMournfulHowlInTheNight 67k, gen, meta fic,

The man was over a century old. There had to be more to it. In hindsight, it hadn’t been one of Izuku’s better ideas.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16440632 what we deserve by bwyn 5k, gen, reconciliation,

“He said I needed to be faster changing the strength of my quirk output.”

“Like Midoriya?”

“Yeah.”

“That bar is so hiiigh,” Ashido groans, which, true, there’s no higher bar than the kid they’d taken to calling Small Might behind his back.

The scream of Mineta cartwheeling through the air serves as Kirishima’s cue to step up next. Kaminari rests a hand over his heart, mirrored by Ashido and Sero.

“May your soul find peace,” says Kaminari.

***

A few have noticed a change in Bakugou's attitude, and that maybe it's thanks to Midoriya.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25194799 skin by rae_tnub 4k, gen, angst, h/c, scars,

What was it All Might said once? ”A scar is proof you’ve survived!” or some bullshit like that.

Where’s the proof of Katsuki’s survival?

Where are the marks from when he was little and injured himself training to have as much control over his quirk as he does?

Where are the burns that prove Dabi’s fingertips burnt the back of his neck?

Where are the cuts that prove the muzzle forced on him at the Sports Festival was strapped on too tightly?

Katsuki digs his fingernails through the fabric of his pockets and into his thighs.

It doesn’t matter if he bleeds. 

There’s not going to be any proof of it anyway.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22245835 Mild-Mannered School Teacher/Adrenaline-Junkie Vigilante by JajaLala 136k, Fuyumi/Miruko, secret identity,

Fuyumi Todoroki was stressed. She was always the peacekeeper, the ice-quirk user who calms the hot-headed members of her family. What was she supposed to do when she was frustrated, and couldn't calm herself down?

Go onto the streets and become a vigilante, of course.

Follow this mild-mannered school teacher/adrenaline-junkie vigilante as she befriends the mysterious Dabi, tries not to get caught by the persistent Miruko, and through it all struggles to keep her family together.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22440598 White Lies Always Blow Up by Milligramme 93k, Bakugou & Todoroki, Kirishima/Bakugou, fake dating, slow burn, practise kissing, injury,

Ever since Endeavor was forced to retire, his new hobby seems to be nagging his son about his hero career and nonexistent love life. Worse, it seems that Todoroki's entire family is dead set on helping him find a girlfriend and give love a chance.

Desperate to make them stop, Todoroki lets his classmates convince him that the best solution is to fake date someone. And no one's better suited for the job than his dear friend Bakugou, right? If even Midoriya says it's a good idea, there's no way it could possibly go wrong!

Follow Todoroki and Bakugou on their journey to find out in how many ways it could possibly go wrong.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25663108 give me compliments (i said give me compliments) by wonhaebunny 3k, gen,

“It’s just cute,” Ashido is telling them as she walks into the classroom. “Like, when you compliment someone and they get flustered so easily, don’t you think it’s endearing?” Kaminari blinks. “Like Bakugou?” he asks slowly.

1-a realises that katsuki is really, really bad at receiving compliments. exposure therapy ensues.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18803488 Tell Me I'm Yours by arxaris 6k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining, praise kink, light dom/sub, friends to lovers,

Bakugou was going a little crazy. He could grudgingly admit that it was at least in part his own fault; moving in with his best friend maybe hadn’t been the best idea. At first, it sounded great. The rent would be cheaper, grocery shopping and cooking for two would be way more convenient, and it would be easier for the two of them to hang out. The only thing was, Bakugou forgot to consider how the joys of moving in with his aforementioned best friend might be dampened by the fact that he was madly in love with him.

Alternatively: Kirishima Eijirou is a goddamn tease and there's no way he doesn't know what he's doing.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13635312 Would you be my fucking boyfriend? by Claus_Lucas 3k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining, bed sharing,

Unsure what to do about his crush on Bakugou, Kirishima finally decides to ask him if he’s ever liked someone – that way. His answer turns out to be a confession in of itself.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24632389 By Dawn, Promise Me by chezka 9k, Kirshima/Bakugou, hanahaki, h/c,

Kirishima looked soft, right then, and warm and beautiful and inviting, open in his clear acceptance of anything Katsuki might have been there to lay on him, and Katsuki was in love with him.

He loved him.

And it was killing him.

The universe could be especially cruel, Katsuki had come to realize.

or, with flowers blooming in his chest and threatening his future, Katsuki decides a last conversation is long overdue

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25430923 Eyes Like Dragon-Fire by Dragonire 108k, Kirishima/Bakugou, au, dragon!irishima, curses, h/c,

The world beneath his palms was sharp and painful and unforgiving.

Kirishima didn’t even try to hold back the yell that broke out from between his lips, if only for some way to release the pain that was building inside; smoke billowing out of his lungs in guttural cries that didn’t sound like him at all.

“I’m sorry,” the mage cried before him, her brow drenched in sweat while her hands were drenched in thick crimson blood, just as Kirishima’s were where he dug his nails into the stone beneath him; blunted fingers giving away to the strength of the earth, over and over, searching for a reprieve from the volcano erupting in his chest.

Pain. Agony. Torture. There was no stopping this.

Or: Kirishima is cursed to become a dragon and is found by one Bakugo Katsuki, who doesn’t realise his dragon wasn’t always a dragon and needs his curse broken.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16146635 Moment of Truth by Fanficismything 104k, Kirishima/Bakugou, AU, fake dating, pining,

Faced with deportation from Japan, high strung Bakugo Katsuki accepts a marriage of convenience with his partner and co-worker, Kirishima Eijirou. A suspicious immigration officer has him playing along on a trip to Kirishima's family home for his birthday, and is suddenly thrust into the middle of many, many eager friends and relatives, all delighted to know Kirishima's fiance. The longer he stays and sees Kirishima in his element, the more Bakugo unpacks his own feelings on the matter, and on Kirishima himself.

A fanfiction based on the 2009 movie The Proposal that turned into its own storyline and lovingly stuffed full of cliches.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12442488 5 + 1 by kazhan 24k, Kirishima/Bakugou, 5+1, first time,

The five times Kirishima made the first move + the one time Bakugou blew his mind.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25051885 Flinch by MermaidMayonnaise 17k Todoroki/Midoriya, touch-starved,

Shouto’s hatred of touching people and being touched could easily be traced back to his childhood. - A high school graduation fic detailing how one step in front of the other is the basis of a journey. Once you’ve taken hundreds and thousands and millions of steps, you can look back and marvel at how far you’ve come.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26313439 a slight omission by ValkyrieGail 4k, Hawks/Enji,

Enji thought he would be another one of Hawks’ achievements; another firm notch on the bedpost of Hawks’ illicit affairs. Little did he know that he was the first and only notch after a terrible assumption gone wrong.

The one where Hawks and Enji hook-up, and Enji didn’t realize Hawks was a virgin until after the fact.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24434113 Simmer Down by ValkyrieGail 9k, Hawks/Enji, bottom!endeavour,

Enji and Hawks have been hooking up for a while, and with a lazy day to themselves, they take time to explore a new facet of their physical relationship.

Hawks finds a fresh meaning to the term ‘hero worship’, while Enji indulges in enjoying his partner in new ways.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20606219 troquer by Shippeh 4k, Kaminari/Bakugou/Kirishima, bodyswap, threesome,

Denki gets to top- unless it doesn't count because it's not his body? He's not really sure, but he's not going to look a gift-horse in the mouth, or whatever.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11881836 Your Hands Protect the Flames by Anonymous 74k, graphic rape, rape recovery, h/c, amputation, minor sellf-harm,

For as long as Bakugou can remember people have been telling him to 'swallow his pride.' But no one's ever told him how he's supposed to sew his throat back up after the fact.

After an assault leaves Bakugou and his classmates reeling, they all have to figure out how to pick up the pieces and move on.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16304276 high and low by rronanllynch 4k, Iida/Zero, drug use, shotgunning,

based off my own tweet because i'm the only one in this damn house that does anything:

"sero smoking w iida for the first time and it turns out iida knows exactly what he’s doing and sero falls in love immediately"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27067372 Incompatible (But only in Theory) by cutiefemdom 5k, Kirishima/Bakugou, a/b/o, alpha/alpha, rutting, mutual pining,

Kirishima tried to ignore the heat that rose up his neck as he felt the toy stretch beneath his fingers, the material torn far past its limits by Bakugou's growing knot.

"Dang, I guess it's a size too small, huh?"

Kirishima helps Bakugou through his first rut. You know, like any good best friend would.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27789139 this house of cards by justhavesex 23k, Hawks/Enji, AU, family fluff,

In which Hawks, age 22, successfully becomes a home wrecking sugar baby.

Except, not really.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27746485 Northern Lights by quietfaun 11k, Hawks/Enji,

There's someone in his apartment.

With one feather clutched in his hand, Keigo steps into his living room. “Who’s here?” He calls, voice knocked severe and low. “I saw you moving. Come out.”

A beat of silence.

And then a soft, “Hawks,” comes from the direction of his bedroom. Standing in the doorway, lit only by the moon and the ambient glow of the city, is Enji Todoroki.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23866006 Cotyledon by Sholosha 232k, Midoriya/Todoroki/Shinsou, slow burn, pining, UST, poly,

It's his second year at UA, and Shinsou is finally, finally, transferring to the hero course. He's ready, he thinks, or hopes— either way, it doesn't matter, 'cause he's going to show everyone he's got what it takes. And it also doesn't matter that the longer he spends in the program, the more he can't stop thinking about a certain freckled wannabe-friend, and the more he's noticing that a certain stoic classmate is paying him a lot more attention than he'd like.

Whatever. Irrelevant. He's here to be a hero, not make friends. Even if they would be the first ones he's made in...ever. But it's his second year, and he's going to make it count by focusing on what's important.

His name is Shinsou Hitoshi, and he's going to be a goddamn hero.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27239734 keep it coming by bakunonist 35k, Hawks/Enji, friends with benefits, mutual pining,

Hawks referenced what happened between them last night so casually, so offhandedly that Enji is filled with hope that maybe, just maybe, they’re actually on the same page:

They were drunk, and they made a mistake.

But most importantly, no matter how good it was—it’s not happening again.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27415918 after midnight by stereonightss 1k, Kirishima/Bakugou, first time, gentlest falling in love,

“Soap,” Katsuki says, holding out his hand, and just like reading minds Eijirou’s got the bottle ready, half-way reaching out. Katsuki’s hand catches his forearm instead of the bottle, hot and slick and steaming in the gap of the showers’ spray. A simple miscalculation, an innocent touch—but a lingering one, rough pale fingers dragging down the length of Eijirou’s arm, over his now trembling hand to pluck the bottle from his fingers.

Touches like that makes Eijirou wonder, did he know how I felt in high school? Does he know now?

Neither of them fell in love; it’s as though they always felt it deep inside. Or, the night it all came together.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27929647 red oleander by hupsoonheng 18k, Kirishima/Bakugou, hanahaki, pining,

For his crimes of being selfish, mean, and with no love in his heart, Bakugou Katsuki is cursed by a mysterious old woman's hanahaki-like quirk. And because he is selfish, mean, and with more love in his heart than he knows what to do with, he lets it almost kill him.

my first bnha fic and the first writing i've done all year! (thanks, 2020.) it's also my first hanahaki fic, and i wanted to take more of a hans christian anderson take on the trope.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18092318 Wrapped Up by Mavericksy 21k, Sero/Todoroki, bondage, teenage crushes in adulthood,

When Todoroki and Sero reunite as pro heroes for a friendly night of drinking, a confession is made that takes their paths in a direction neither of them were expecting.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27693374 hummingbird boy by gummyconcrete, what_a_loser 8k, Kirishima/Bakugou, pining,

Bakugou has dimples.

They’re not noticeable. Not by much, not with the way he scowls to hide them. But Kirishima still catches them, the first time he makes Bakugou crack a grin after he trips and fails a new stunt on his skateboard.

When Kirishima sees it—it’s a tiny dip in his cheeks, and one under his chin. They’re out in the sun, and small shadows tuck into his dimples charmingly. He’s grinning wide, boyish and rude and unhinged. He’s laughing, too, and the sound is brash.

Or; Kirishima learning what it really means to yearn.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27709468 marry me by shiggay 5k, Kirishima/Bakugou,

“Marry me.”

“We’re fifteen, idiot.”

“C’mon, marry me.”

“Not right now,” Katsuki looks up from his notebook, leaning over to tap his pencil on the papers in front of Eijirou. “You have more equations to solve.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25274074 On Letting Go by meeokie 26k, Midoriya/Todoroki/Shinsou, quirk play, light BDSM, forced masturbation,

Deku moved to shake Hitoshi’s waiting hand but paused, a dangerous calculating look flashing before he drew back an inch. “Well, couldn’t you just tell someone to come? Wouldn’t a body respond instantly to that command?”

Hitoshi grinned and shrugged his shoulders, knowing all too well how fast he could reduce someone with something like that. How fast he had already, with specific clients.

(Chapter 1: Deku/Shinsou, Chapter 2: Deku/Shinsou/Shouto)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27142273 Night Vision Binoculars by surveycorpsjean 45k, Hawks/Enji, friends with benefits, feral behaviour, light BDSM, birdy hawks,

Hawks is acting strange, and Enji is going to find out why.

Oh, and something about ghosts, but not really.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14296956 Tender Violence by Leticheecopae 10k, Bakugou/Shinsou, accidental rivals to lovers, consesual mind control,

Bakugo has an annoying habit of training well into the night, and for someone who gets as little sleep as Shinso, it is a pain in the ass; but third years have unlimited access, so what can he do? Fed up one night, he finally decides it's about time he figured out why the bombastic blonde is out destroying the training areas so late into the night; he doesn't expect to help him deal with the reason.

#notdead recs #bnha #rec list #boku no hero academia

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typewriterghcst · 4 years ago

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Title: Leave Us Your Stardust Rating: G like all my other fics l m ao Characters: Natoru, babby Lune, Natori. Mentions of other characters. Words: 2730-ish Summary: The World can be quite an intimidating, tough place for a seven-year-old, particularly after the sun goes down for the first time. Written for the 2020 TCR Birthday Bash, in particular the ‘Ghosts’ prompt. Notes: This is chock full of headcanons regarding these three, particularly during Lune’s childhood, so uh. Hopefully someone else finds this interesting or amusing like I do orz I will admit I’m hesitant on Natoru’s portrayal here because I’m not sure how most people interpret her (or him, if you prefer the dub, aha). I haven’t gotten the chance to write her that often on my RP blog, so this kinda feels to me like jumping headfirst into a shallow pool

&&&

Natoru plays a lot of roles. She is at once first-line defense and confidante, exorcist and companion. She weaves wild stories and tall tales while battling and eradicating the monsters that manage to sneak out of their imaginary environments to threaten her little ward’s security. She takes care of spiders and hornets. Checks the closet for less rational pests. Peers under the bed each night to shoo out the monsters, too.

It’s because of this, she thinks to herself later once her wits finally arrive, that she ends up being very gently nudged awake by a visibly shaken charcoal-colored kitten in the middle of the night during an extended visit to a neighboring but distant kingdom (the queen’s original home, in fact, a detail that still brings Natoru no small amount of confusion).

“...Natoru..?” Lune sounds hopeful but timid.

“Ehhh.” It’s vaguely questioning, she rationalizes, if a little muffled. She hasn’t quite found the motivation to lift her face from her sleepy haze just yet.

“Can I… can I sleep in here?”

“Why do y’ wanna sleep in ‘ere..?”

Lune fidgets, plays with the edges of his sleeves. “...be… because there’s a ghost in my room.”

Oh. It takes at least a solid minute for that childish (albeit straightforward, she’ll give him that) reasoning to sink in, but once it does, Natoru realizes she’s not getting off the hook that easily. Finally resigning herself to being awake and active again, she hauls herself up from her face-down, torpid position and searches for Lune in the darkness, rubbing at her eyes sleepily.

“Should I go throw him out?”

It takes Lune some time to answer, and when he does, he stares down at his feet as he speaks. “...N-No. I’d rather just stay in here.”

“Eh? How come?”

“...b-because… um. What if… what if the ghosts here are stronger than the ones at home?”

“There are no ghosts stronger than me,” Natoru brags. What a more sweet-natured, maternal cat might have claimed only in the interest of reassuring Lune, she seems to wholly believe, and not for the first time it becomes obvious just why the kitten has taken such a shine to her.

“Really..? How do you know?”

Natoru doesn’t falter, patting her chest with one paw and planting the other on her hip.

"Because I'm the strongest," she answers matter-of-factly.

Lune, still standing at the edge of the bed she'd chosen (though now noticeably with a straighter posture than before), seems to spend some time thinking that over. Finally, hesitantly, he says, “But this isn’t home. What if the ghosts here are stronger than the ones you know? What if the dark makes them stronger?”

Natoru pauses thoughtfully, but ultimately shakes her head. “Nah. I’ve been all over, Lune. And I was born in the human world-- it gets dark there, too. Still no match for me~” She gives him a sunny smile, patently cute as it always is because of her soft, chubby face, but the undercurrent of chaos can not be denied.

What had been a gradual and noticeable decrease in his fear appears to reach a plateau; Lune is convinced, his tail and ears perking back up.

“I’m so grateful! You’re super cool, Natoru!”

“Yep,” Natoru agrees as she hops off her bed to join him on their trek back to his room.

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Lune begins to trail behind her the closer to his guest room they approach, but she neglects to comment on it. Instead, she tosses the beaded curtain in the doorway aside like a particularly bothersome obstacle, and strolls inside. In stark contrast, Lune tiptoes in behind her, looking furtively from one corner of the room to the next as if he expects to be ambushed. (Well, perhaps he does.)

“Okay, Ghost, you had your fun!” Natoru starts as boldly as she can, paws on her hips. “How’s that one song go? You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here! It’s bedtime for Lune.” Then, a little quieter but just as determined, and in a smug tone that shows she absolutely relishes saying it, “And if you don’t listen, then I’m gonna kick you in the head.”

To Lune, she adds, “That’s another great song. Recommend it.”

“It’s about kicking monsters in the head..?”

“Yeah,” Natoru says with a cheerful, heedless shrug.

The two of them are met with a stifling silence afterwards, as Natoru expected, but still she waits for Lune to give his approval. Creeping out from behind her, he pads softly further into the room, one, two steps at a time, again scrutinizing the corners. In the end, he doesn’t turn directly to face her, most likely mindful of the darkened void beneath the bed behind him, but he does look back to her.

“...will you check the bed and closet too..?”

“Of course.”

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It’s after he’s tucked back into his own bed that Lune asks, “It gets dark in the human world?”

“Every night.”

“How long does a night last?”

Natoru pauses there.

“...I don’t remember.” She does remember it feeling quite long sometimes, though. It doesn’t seem pertinent to tell Lune. “Time feels different in the human world.”

“How so?”

Again, she pauses, this time in thought more so than in uncharacteristic caution.

The truth is, she thinks, maybe it’s not that time feels different in the human world, but simply that she had once been different. A long time ago, before she came to the Cat Kingdom. Those memories are odd— they don’t fit like they should. She thinks sometimes it may be akin to trying to play one of Natori’s beloved records in a CD player.

“It’s different because you can tell time has passed just by looking around at the sky and the ground, but it doesn’t actually feel like time has passed. It’s disorienting.”

“The ground changes, too?”

“Yeah!” She chirps. “Sometimes it snows, or it rains. Then you get mud. That stuff’s tons of fun.”

“I’ve seen pictures of it,” Lune starts thoughtfully. “It looks messy.”

“Mm. Natori would have a fit if you discovered how fun it is, too.”

“Maybe I’ll get to play with it, too, then. Someday.”

“Probably! You’ll have your own adventures in the human world, eventually.”

“I hope so,” Lune starts. “It sounds like such a funny place.”

Whatever Natoru might have planned to say to that, no doubt to agree, to tell him of the other oddities abound in the human world, it’s lost in obscurity, as, of all cats, Natori seems to see fit to enter at that time, peeking in through the beaded doorway with a look of subdued disapproval. In some distant part of her brain, the part that’s always faintly amused at her coworker’s finicky quirks, Natoru briefly entertains the idea that perhaps he’d been supernaturally summoned by the talk of mud.

“What on earth are the two of you doing awake at this hour..?”

Natoru answers easily enough, tone blithe as ever. “Don’t look at me, Lune’s the one who dragged me out of bed ‘cause of a ghost.”

Judging from Lune’s offended expression in return, he’s not at all appreciative of his idol throwing him under the bus. Natori, also, regards her with a disapproving frown, paws settling at his hips. To herself, Natoru thinks his current countenance lines up pretty solidly with that of the quintessential, matronly governess.

“Natoru, don’t go blaming your foible on the child.”

“But he did wake me up because of a ghost,” Natoru protests.

It’s at this exchange that Lune’s indignation seems to fade, so that he appears relatively chastened, shamed. “...I’m sorry, Natori, I did wake her up for that.”

Natori seems to… deflate, almost, padding to Lune’s bedside with a sigh. “It’s nothing that warrants an apology, my prince. You’re in no trouble.” Then, while busily straightening the crocheted blanket atop the comforter, “...another ghost, then..?”

Lune’s embarrassed silence says it all, he supposes. So it appears then that Natori decides to move past it without comment in response. A phase, he tells himself, brought about by recent stressors, and one that will fade as they do.

“Well. It is quite late, and there’s an early morning ahead of us all. We should all be more rested, you know. This isn’t the night for tall tales.”

“Hey, speaking of, how come you’re awake, Natori?” Natoru starts shrewdly.

An inquiry the grey cat was clearly not prepared for, as his first response to it is to open his mouth to voice his answer… only to close it again with a light snap once he realizes either he has no suitable excuse or that that suitable excuse is tremendously weak in theory.

“...It’s not important,” he eventually settles on, formal, demure. Leaving precious little room for followup clarifications, though he must know by now that such a thing will not stop Natoru.

“Natori, have you ever been to the human world?” Lune asks.

“Yes, occasionally,” Natori replies, head canted just slightly in curiosity at where Lune’s evident investigation is going.

“Do you have a favorite thing about it?”

“A favorite thing? Well, let me think…”

After a moment, all too aware of Lune’s expectant gaze on him and doing his best to ignore Natoru’s amused, knowing stare (yes, Natoru, he realizes he’s being massively hypocritical right now), Natori seems to decide on, “I suppose I’d say it’s probably the scenery— er, the variety in it, in particular.”

Lune nods excitedly. “The variety! That intrigues me so much, Natori. I’ve seen the pictures of the forests and mountains and the oceans— they’re all so huge, Natori, aren’t they? I can’t imagine how big the human world must be to have multiple oceans in it..!”

“I do imagine it must be hard for you,” Natori agrees indulgently with a laugh. Then, a touch diffidently, “...having seen but a fraction of it myself, I must admit it’s rather difficult for me, as well, at times.” His attention wanders to Natoru, who is still lounging propped up on her paws on the end of Lune’s bed like a proper house cat. She wears a thoughtful, somewhat faraway expression, and he wonders what it is she’s thinking of. But, unobtrusive and respectful as ever, Natori doesn’t pry. Instead, he asks, “Did you shoo out the ghost, then?”

Natoru snaps out of her apparent reverie, nodding a time or two and waving her paw in disregard. “Oh, yeah, he’s toast.” And to Lune, “I scared him off, didn’t I?”

“Yup! You said you’d kick him in the head if he came back.”

Ah, that earns her another long-suffering look from Natori, though he doesn’t voice his disapproval this time. Natoru just gives him another of her patented sunny smiles.

“...Well,” Natori starts readily. “If that’s the case, I think that’s enough ill-timed chatter to last us the night. Morning will arrive before you know it, and I’ll not oblige any requests to sleep in.” Spoken while gently tugging the comforter up over Lune’s shoulders, now that the crocheted blanket has been righted.

“Can I ask one last question, Natori?”

“Yes,” Natori answers primly, somewhat absently, if his concentration on Lune’s already straightened bedcovers is anything to go by.

“It’s about the human world again.” And there Lune hesitates, at least until Natori gives another acknowledging noise. “I keep reading about... how big the human world is, and you and Natoru say it is, too. And— and all the stuff that’s in it, things you can’t see here. Do you think… I mean, because it’s so… There’s so much in it, so do you think… someone could go there, but eventually run out of things to see?”

His voice has lowered to be so soft his two companions nearly miss his question in its entirety, and it along with his insistence on keeping his gaze glued to some indeterminate spot to his side tells them both this line of questioning is not just a child’s rambling, all-encompassing curiosity. Because of this, it seems the two of them struggle for an answer for some time— one that must be reassuring and optimistic, but also can not conclusively discuss the issue. It hasn’t been named yet; it has yet to be spoken aloud to Lune, and it is not the place of the royal advisor nor their vaguely-defined assistant to do so.

Paws lingering over the plush comforter where he’s folded it over Lune’s shoulders, Natori finally replies, timidly, “...Anything is possible.”

“Sure, there’s a lot to see. But nothing beats good old home,” is Natoru’s helpful addition. “A cat’s bound to get homesick at some point.”

Lune doesn’t respond for a few long minutes, but neither Natori nor Natoru move to prompt or hurry him, even when the silence begins to feel acutely oppressive, and Natoru almost wishes a real ghost would break the tension. Eventually, however, Lune gives a very small sigh, and his attention wanders from his earlier inconsequential spot to Natori’s face. It’s not quite his more usual bright and inquisitive demeanor, but it’s at least a step away from the nervous reserve he’d been exhibiting just moments before.

“...I hadn’t thought of that.”

“Yes. It’s certainly a fascinating place, but it’s no Cat Kingdom. The comforts of familiarity compel all of us to look homeward at least occasionally.”

Lune seems to think that over for a moment, glancing down to the hem of the blanket covering him once (Natoru thinks he must be imagining his own bed back at home, and his colorful bedroom, eternally bathed in sunlight). This time, when he looks to the two of them, it’s with a decidedly more self-assured air.

“Okay! So I’ll stay as familiar as I possibly can!”

Natoru laughs— she can’t help it. It’s such an endearingly straightforward conclusion to come to. Natori, however… she notices the way his expression tenses, the conflicted, nervous debate he must be waging on the inside. Lune has taken away the wrong message from all this, and it should be addressed and amended, but... it’s only getting later, and Natori had entered the conversation with a chiding lecture about the late hour. He looks tired, too, Natoru notes to herself, probably a crucial trigger for his indecisiveness.

“You got it, Lune,” she decides to chime in, pushing herself up onto her haunches now. “But I think it’s time to stick a fork in this one, because I’m ready to go back to dreamland.”

Lune’s eyes light up further. “Oh! Maybe I’ll dream of the human world.”

“Maybe!”

Natori seems to just accept this abrupt left turn in the conversation in his usual yielding way, but he does see fit to add, in a soft tone that comes perhaps dangerously close to pleading, “...Lune… it’s all well and good to desire to remain... recognizable, but…”

There he dithers for some time, at a loss for what he wants to say or how to say it, most likely, as he utters numerous false starts before finally appearing to give up. Instead, lips straightening to a thin line, he fixes the kitten with a sort of wistfully helpless smile, and gives a comically uncharacteristic shrug.

“...Well. It’s late, as we’ve all pointed out. Goodnight, my prince. Now that your room has been cleared of its phantoms, please don’t dawdle on your way back to the Land of Nod. The sun will rise before you know it.”

“I won’t, Natori.”

Natori inclines his head once in wordless approval as he turns to leave, gaze also lingering meaningfully on Natoru (one she again only returns a blithe smile to), before he leaves in much the same natural way he’d first arrived. Natoru takes the opportunity to hop off Lune’s bed and dust herself off, though even her own reasoning for doing so escapes her. Lune, meanwhile, appears somewhat thoughtful, if distantly uncertain.

“Is it really so close to morning? I’m sorry for waking you, a-and for keeping you up all this time.”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. I’ll let you in on a secret, actually—” Here she glances behind her to confirm that Natori has, indeed, left, before continuing in a hushed but shrewdly amused manner, “I know Natori said he wouldn’t let us sleep in, but just keep in mind that what your dad says goes, and he hasn’t seen a morning in years.”

And so it was that Natoru gained another point from the child prince to set in her ‘cool’ pile.

#the cat returns #tcr birthday bash #i'm like two months too late but g o d i finally finished one #throws confetti #i originally had a much different idea for this fic thinking emoji #it would have been quite a bit longer #and i still like the idea so i may just Give In and write a whole other fic with this same basic premise but with a different ending and #Point #lmao

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steeiydan · 4 years ago

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30 Day Monstergirl Challenge 2020 Day 25 - Favorite Monster Girl Type

day 25 always means that i’ll draw a species i really like that didn’t appear in the other prompts, and so it’s time for an orc girl! in a kind-of dirndl since i think they look so cute for fantasy characters. and cause i wanna fit in mine again orz

meet Amiria!

Amiria/20/Straight

an orc girl who, as an infant, was put on a wealthy human farmer couple’s doorstep by her mother who was cast out from her home and feared she couldn’t raise her daughter. the farmers took her in and raised her despite her species, and so Amiria ended up as a very polite, proper and shy 6′6″ maiden among almost only humans. she’s very buff, from natural orc-muscle and what little farm work she does to help her family’s farm workers, but she doesn’t reach the levels of a trained orc warrior

despite her home town’s VERY conservative views, she’s quite well liked by the humans there. she’s one of the tallest people in town, and despite her shyness, she often helps out if a tall person is needed. since she was raised in a society with pretty strict gender roles compared to almost all other societies in the demon realms, however, she tries to stay lady-like though.

she’s a girly-girl through and through, despite enjoying some physical work. she, unlike many others, can read and write and keeps a diary, has a weirdly dainty walk for someone her height and size and also has a total crush on the dark elf town guard, Illryn, and is oblivious on how badly the town actually treats him. and that’s he’s gay. but it’s okay, i think all things considered, they’d be friends probably!

#vic's art #oc #original character #30 day monstergirl challenge #thought if i put a straight dude in the monsterboy one #i'd make her the girls' alibi straight character lol

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chaosbound-official · 5 years ago

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If the Signless won in this timeline, he's got to be a pretty heroic figure, right? How's his fabled mutantblood descendant, if he's even alive???

Oh this is an excellent question! Signless is definitely considered historically as a heroic figure for the lowbloods rights movements. There's some mixed reception to him in modern day because despite his best efforts while alive, the caste system mindset still prevails, but in a slightly more muted 'ok this TECHNICALLY isn't allowed but i want to be a privileged asshole' manner. However lowbloods are unequivocally and openly supportive of him and his efforts with few exceptions, and most midbloods respect his role in history, and the ability to even openly feel that way is still a large improvement over canon Alternia.

As for his descendant Karkat, I'm not sure! Admittedly I haven't given much thought to where the beta trolls or even hiveswap trolls fit in with all this, I'm not usually big on canon x oc interaction potential in my stories so it hadn't even crossed my mind to consider for any of this. Given Signless's influence, and some oc lore that hasn't been addressed or relevant to the blog proper yet, my best guess is Karkat would have less to fear from other trolls in the low and midblood ranges, and could probably even find 'progressive' highblood allies and friends. His biggest concern would be the drones, which retain their old programming from the height of The Condesce's reign, and any corrupt highbloods who feel too threatened to leave lowbloods be.

Karkat would still probably remain hemoanon due to this, and since he could know he could trust even just a few others, he'd probably have less of an aggressive facade and be able to pursue his own interests more comfortably. Plus the Brooding Caverns are all pretty much on the same page of protecting and saving 'cullable' trolls, and will even harbor ones at high risk deep in their labyrinthine underground city, so it's even possible Karkat was raised in more of a found family orphanage sort of environment until he decided he wanted to live on his own, so he'd have a greater sense of support.

Given this background, I'd wager he probably would grow up to surpass his ancestor as an individual, and given the chance may actually be the one to formally make all the changes the system still needs that the more passive influences of Signless and The Sovereign could not. (More a reference to their likely classpects than anything.)

But, since I'm planning on establishing the fantroll session within the timespan hiveswap and homestuck have focused on in canon, Karkat won't get that chance unfortunately... Not before the world gets destroyed. Which is probably the real reason I didn't consider this before, because now I'm almost invested in it but there's no tidy way to see a happy ending for the beta trolls that would align with my fantrolls at this point. orz

Thank you for asking though! This was fun to think about and is helpful for me getting a handle on the nuances between Facsimlae and Alternia! owo (also ty for the prompt ask too! I've been busy irl so i havent had a chance to reply to it but it's a good one and ive been excited for when i get to answer it! )

#goblincaclulator64 #long post #facsimlae culture #modtalk #signless #karkat vantas #au #homestuck

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datura-foxglove · 6 years ago

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Masks

Sorry for posting this so close to the end of the deadline, but this turned out to be harder than I thought and I had rewritten this story four times already orz in the end I chose this version because this is the best one (I think) and it’s already 5 a.m. in the morning, my sense of judgement and life choices are really not working right now. This is my gift for @ladytective and thank you to @dazatsu-exchange for creating this event.

Prompts used : undercover mission, romantic tension, (spontaneous) love confessions. Turns out it was hard to create a one-shot for undercover mission and I tried really hard for the other two prompts but if I fail please forgive me...

Trigger warnings : mentions of human trafficking, sex slavery, drugs, and degrading words. No characters are harmed from all of the warnings (except the last warning), but they are mentioned quite a lot in the middle of the story.

Word counts : 5638 words.

Rated : M (no graphic violence or sexual activity, just for the dark themes used)

Summary : The Agency got an anonymous request to stop an auction of orphaned children under the guise of masquerade party. Atsushi and Dazai disguised themselves as guests to collect the evidences. Which was bad for Atsushi’s heart, because 1) he is in love with his partner, 2) Dazai looked so unfairly handsome wearing those suits, and 3) Byakko stop trying to rip apart the guests!

Extravagant crystal chandeliers. Enormous ballroom with polished floor so shiny it hurt his eyes. Rows of buffet tables covered with spotless white cloths and the countless kinds of dishes with enticing aroma, depths of flavor he had never tasted before, and presented like art that he felt almost guilty eating them. Expensive dresses and suits worn by the guests, complimented with the beautiful jewelries glimmering with precious gems. Mysterious masquerade masks hid the identities of the everyone, giving a certain freedom with the anonymity. Atsushi felt almost underdressed with his black vest, dark grey button up shirt with the sleeves folded to his elbow, and a pair of black pants; despite it being the nicest thing Atsushi had ever worn in his life. The grandiose party truly looked like a scene out of a fairy tale book came alive.

Yet it only dug further in his mind that he did not fit in among all the glitters and glory.

“Chin up, Atsushi-kun.” Atsushi flinched when he heard a familiar voice whispered closely to his ear. “Remember your mission.”

The arm he clung into tightly ever since they stepped out of the car resonated with strength that he desperately needed. Dazai’s voice reminded him of the reason they were here and the focus coaxed the scared cub into the predator it should be. He clung tighter to Dazai’s arm for a second before letting out a subtle sigh, letting out his tension with it. Atsushi stood straighter and relaxed his gait so he could match Dazai’s confident and calm gait. His hold on Dazai’s arm loosened, but he still kept his hands there. It was part of their disguise after all, more so than the masks on their face.

Atsushi got a bone white mask with protrusion above the eyes that looked almost like cat ears and dark glittered paint as his stripes. Dazai got a mask that only covered mostly the left side of his face, with white paint rippled out to the dark base of the mask. Dazai himself wear a formal clothing, a black suit, dark green vest with black vertical stripes, and a pair of black pants. Unlike Atsushi, Dazai was wearing white gloves that covered his palms up until it met with the bandages hidden by the sleeves of Dazai’s suit. For tonight, he had combed the left part of his bangs back, showing the enticing lines of Dazai’s ear, his jaw, and a bit of skin of his neck that wasn’t covered by the bandages.

“Atsushi-kun, I know you are nervous, but if you keep staring at me like that I will blush.” Dazai glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and Atsushi was the one who blushed instead at being caught red handed.

“I-I’m sorry! I-it’s just weird seeing you without your usual clothing. You looked very handsome to—“ Atsushi bit his tongue before he could splutter another embarrassing things. He was sure that even with the mask, everyone could notice that he was blushing.

“That means Naomi-chan did a good job.” Atsushi had to wonder if Tanizaki’s sister still held a grudge against him because there was no way Atsushi’s heart would survive tonight with how it kept doing flip flop whenever he saw Dazai. “You also look truly adorable tonight, Atsushi-kun.”

Where was a hole to swallow him up when he needed it the most? Atsushi kept his eyes at the polished floor but it wouldn’t open up and save him from this mortification already. “Don’t tease me, Dazai-san.” It said much about the state of his lovesickness that he was flattered to be called cute. He shouldn’t feel like he could fly, he was a tiger and not a bird.

“I’m not lying, Atsushi-kun.” Atsushi felt a gloved fingers tilted his chin up so he would look Dazai in the eyes. “You are so adorable that I’m having a trouble focusing on the mission.”

Atsushi’s heart beat loudly against his ribcage that it was a wonder how the whole ballroom guests could not hear it. It was certainly the only thing he could hear, deafening the beautiful music by the orchestra on the background. ‘Don’t get your hopes up. He is just having trouble focusing on the mission because he was never serious until it got dangerous. Get your head out of gutter Atsushi. Byakko where are you please bite me—‘

But his pleas went unheard by the beast lingering on the back of his mind. In fact, he was certain Byakko just scoffed at him and flicked it’s tail from impatience. The traitor.

‘His face is too close what should I do—‘ it should be illegal for a person’s eyes to be this pretty. Atsushi was utterly mesmerized and stood there frozen like a deer in headlights. Atsushi’s eyes not so subtly looked at Dazai’s soft looking lips and he felt drawn in—

“STOP FLIRTING WITH EACH OTHER! You two are there for a mission!” Kunikida’s voice bellowed like the anger of the heaven ready to smite them both where they were standing. Both Dazai and Atsushi winced as the loud voice was yelled directly to their ear through the skin colored earpiece that was hidden behind Atsushi’s and Dazai’s long bangs. A loud crash followed Kunikida’s angry tirade and the two of them winced again, though this time more subtly as to not attract attention.

“Kunikida-san, what are you doing! They nearly ki—hmmph—!” Thankfully, Naomi’s protest wasn’t as loud because she wasn’t the one holding the mic. Still Atsushi was really suspicious of what Naomi was going to say.

“Now, now, Naomi.” Atsushi could hear Tanizaki’s calming voice next. “They are on a mission; it will be dangerous if they get sidetracked.”

“But we are so close to being liberated from all the pining though.” Yosano’s teasing voice came next. He didn’t hear anything more from Kunikida, so Yosano must had taken over the mic by incapacitating the man. Atsushi just hoped Yosano didn’t use her huge cleaver.

Kyouka’s voice sounded serious unlike the others. “Atsushi, the target has appeared on the party.”

True to Kyouka’s words, Atsushi sharp eyes caught their target on his sight. The man had a short blonde hair and green eyes, Taylor Campbell, a foreigner from America and also a prominent figure with seemingly endless wealth and connections. On the surface, he was coming here to hold an auction of rare collection items and masquerade party as charity for the orphans in Japan and attracting attention to the way the Japanese government had basically neglected them due to social pressure. Atsushi would be elated if that was truly the man’s intention, but an anonymous informant (along with Dazai and Ranpo’s confirmation) had spilled out the horrible secret; the party was actually a disguise for child slavery and illegal drugs auction.

Ranpo had said that they would held two different auctions on the party. First was the auction for rare artistic items as a cover for their illegal deeds, and the second was the auction that they targeted for. There should be a password and secret passage to the inner part of the mansion that they used for the party that wasn’t recorded on the blueprint they got. Dazai and Atsushi was sent there to join the auction and collect the evidence, while Kyouka, Tanizaki, and Kenji infiltrated the building to assist the kidnapped children to escape with Katai’s assistance with the cameras or other machineries. Yosano and Kunikida stayed in the car as backup, navigated the two team, and strike with the platoon of armed police when needed. Fukuzawa, Ranpo, and Naomi stayed behind on the Agency in case the mission failed and all of them were captured so they could get help.

Dazai followed Atsushi’s gaze and the corner of his lips curled up a bit. “Target sighted. Beginning phase one for team A.”

Kyouka answered for the other team. She was appointed as the leader due to her innate skills and quick decision making. “Roger that. Team B is moving.”

Dazai fixed his black tie, the tie clip attached to it was actually a hidden camera that Katai had designed for this mission. “Remember what you have to do, Atsushi-kun?”

“Act cute and stay silent no matter what happened.” Kyouka or Kenji would fit more as a child purchased as sex slave, but Demon Snow’s ability to be intangible was proven to be more useful in the infiltration team. Kenji and Atsushi shared a lot of similarity with their Abilities, but in case they would be forced to partake some food to keep the conversation going, Atsushi was chosen as the actor instead despite his incapability to lie convincingly. Thankfully, Dazai assured him that he didn’t need to speak at all and just leave everything to him. His job was in the end was just to support Dazai’s lies and in case of emergency, became his bodyguard.

“Good. Also, please remember Atsushi-kun…” Dazai patted Atsushi’s hands that had stayed on his arm the whole time. “I don’t mean anything that I will say from the moment the act started.”

“Don’t worry, Dazai-san.” Atsushi smiled brightly and without hesitation. “I know that despite your past, Dazai-san is a kind person now.”

Dazai smiled, a small but an honest one filled with fondness. “You are probably the only one who said that.” Dazai pressed a button on his tie clip to activate the camera. “Let’s go Atsushi-kun.”

Atsushi followed Dazai closely by his side, remembering Dazai’s words to dodge any eye contact with anyone and kept his eyes on their intertwined arms. He tried to remember how it was like when he was still in the orphanage and he instinctively curled his body to himself, appearing as small as possible with his posture slouched a bit and like a leaf clinging desperately to his ‘master’. Dazai kept walking on without a care for Atsushi’s apparent discomfort, but Atsushi could hear a whispered humming from Dazai. Atsushi tried his hardest to fight a smile from appearing on his face, but his hand gently tightened on Dazai’s arm for a second in thanks.

They kept the act subtle as to not attract a lot of attention, but just enough to attract the correct ones. Dazai mingled with the guests, and Atsushi acted to Dazai’s subtle cues whether to act as a shy lover or obedient pet according to who they were talking with. The older man picked up small sample platters of food and feed Atsushi with his hand, which Atsushi had to obediently took despite his blushing face and how much he was dying inside from the way Dazai’s fingers would lovingly swiped his lips or the corner of his mouth to clean the crumbs. He had to stealthily pinched Dazai’s arm when it seemed that he was enjoying himself too much and had forgotten his task.

Atsushi listened intently at Dazai’s conversation, especially whenever he had to act as obedient pet. Thanks to Dazai’s silver tongue, the guests sang like canary. They proudly and not so subtly bragged that they were here to buy their new ‘exotic’ pets. It made Atsushi sick to his stomach whenever they praised Dazai for how well behaved his pet was, talking like he was just an animal without feelings. It was a familiar feeling that he had experienced a lot on the orphanage and hearing Dazai accepting their praise hurt him more than he had thought he would feel. He reminded himself harshly that Dazai was just acting, but it didn’t help the way his heart sunk at every cruel words Dazai said.

“Actually, I want a new one. This one I have is obedient and cute, but I’m getting bored with it. I need a fresh one, one that will actually put up a fight and harder to break.” Dazai’s voice was cheerful, like he was talking about a toy than a human being. “It’s really unfortunate that second hand pet doesn’t really worth it to sell.”

“Oh, beginners love second hand pets. Easier for them to learn how to take care of one and prepare them for their own pet later, I heard.” The woman with a really intricate mask painted in gold and black giggled. “Not to mention, yours is a really pretty one. I wouldn’t mind taking him if you decided to pawn him off. His eyes are really lovely… if he died you should preserve them. Those can be displayed proudly as your collection, Tsushima-san.” The woman called Dazai’s alias for this party, just like he was Tsushima’s obedient ‘kitty’.

Dazai smiled, his eyes gleaming with secrets. “His eyes are not the only lovely thing about him. I’m not telling you what else though.”

“Oh, you are such a tease. Now I’m really curious.” The woman giggled and to Atsushi’s shock, he felt foreign fingers clad in silk gloves tilting up his chin so he had to look at the woman in the eyes. Atsushi had to hold back his resonating fury with Byakko and showed fear instead.

‘Remember the orphanage. Remember the orphanage. You are helpless and no one will help you. You don’t have anyone by your side.’ Atsushi had to chant his old self-deprecating thought in his mind to keep his temper down. Byakko growled angrily, fangs gleaming with fury to bite at the hand holding his chin. ‘Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.’ His thoughts became one with Byakko at the end and the only thing preventing the tiger from coming out and ripping the woman to shred is Dazai’s Ability nullifying his own with their arms still intertwined.

“No touching allowed until I lose my interest in him, my dear madam.” Dazai’s hand gently grabbed her hand. With a quick flick of his hand, he bowed down and kissed the back of her palm like a gentleman. “But we seem to have many similar interests, should we check the merchandise together? I am sure that a more experienced madam such as yourself can give me a pointer or two to get the best pet that will satisfy all of my needs.”

“My, a flattery will get you nowhere.” Despite her words, the woman smiled just a touch wider than what was appropriate for a woman with proper etiquette like her. “But your suggestion is a great one. It’s been a while since I had a lively discussion about pets with another person of similar interests.”

Dazai patted Atsushi’s hands and he let go. He watched as Dazai offered his arm to the woman instead. “Shall we?” the woman smiled and took Atsushi’s place, chatting amiably with Dazai as Atsushi followed behind them as expected of him.

He waited until he felt no eyes on him and whispered under his breath, keeping his voice steady and his emotions down. ‘Calm down, Byakko.’ “We got our lead to the second auction.”

“Have Dazai acquired the password?” Kunikida asked worriedly. “Kyouka, do you hear anything about it?”

“None.” Kyouka answered. “Demon Snow found a hidden passage that we can get into from our side. Katai is controlling the cameras as we speak.”

“I haven’t heard anyone mentioning the password but I think Dazai-san is getting them from our guide.” True to Atsushi’s suspicion, Dazai leaned down just enough so the woman could whisper something to him. “I think he got it.”

“Good. Inform us if anything happens.” Kunikida ended the conversation.

Byakko was still growling on the back of his mind, but it relented and let Atsushi took the reins. He took a deep breath and released it, keeping pace with the two people in front of him. He wanted to be done with the mission already.

Atsushi thought he had seen how despicable human could be, but as he watched from his kneeling position by Dazai’s feet as children being dragged with collars around their neck to the stage where people could observe and auction them was an unwanted woke up call that he had barely scrapped the surface with his work as the Agency members. Only Dazai’s hand on his head, patting him absentmindedly to other people but more for Atsushi’s sake to seal Byakko and to comfort him, was the only thing that held him back.

He had to believe that Kyouka and the others would save the children. He had to do his part. Atsushi closed his eyes, unable to see the anguished expression of the children any longer. Yet he could still hear their cries, no matter how quiet they were due to the unavoidable defeat that stared them in the eyes. Their desperation and resignation reminded Atsushi of his own past and his heart cried out for his kin.

“I won’t suggest that one, Tsushima-san. That is the looks of someone who will die soon.” The woman remarked as she watched the current auction, a boy with light brown hair and pale complexion. “He won’t put up much of a fight at all. He will probably only live for a year or two at most.”

“That won’t do. I prefer a long investment.” The woman chuckled at Dazai’s grim joke.

“Oh, what about that one? That girl’s eyes are still burning bright. She will be a tough one to break.” The woman pointed to a teenage girl escorted to the stage by a man with full face mask that the host wore. “She is quite pretty too, I’m sure she will grow up nicely.”

Atsushi heard a static from his earpiece and looked up to the stage. He felt Dazai’s fingers twitched on his head but he didn’t show any other reactions other than agreeing to the woman. “She sure is.”

“All targets secured. Beginning phase three.” Katai’s voice rang out loud and clear. “Team A, find Campbell as Team B create a distraction.”

Suddenly, a blackout left the stage completely dark. The guests all gasped and started to chatter worriedly. Atsushi felt Dazai’s hand left his head, his signal for him to go. Atsushi called for Byakko and the tiger responded eagerly. His eyes shone bright in the darkness, Byakko’s sight wasn’t hindered by the lack of light at all. He saw Campbell leaving through the side door, the man probably realizing that something had went amiss. Atsushi apologized to Naomi in his mind for shredding the clothing she had bought, but he didn’t exactly had time to roll up his pants. With loud sounds of his pants being ripped apart as his legs transformed into Byakko’s, Atsushi leaped, leaving behind cracks on the floor from his sheer strength. Under the veil of darkness, Atsushi easily covered the distance between him and Campbell in mere seconds. Unfortunately, Campbell’s bodyguard noticed him and started opening fire from their submachine guns. Atsushi protected his face with his tiger arms and curled his body into tight ball so most of the bullets ricocheted off his tough tiger hide.

“Demon Snow!”

“Light Snow!”

A phantasm shaped like a woman with long white hair flew past him and slices through their guns with her blade. Green colored snows started to fall on the guests, trapping them all in illusions.

“Go, Atsushi!” He could hear Kyouka’s voice both from his earpiece and from the stage where she threw away her disguise along with Tanizaki. “We will keep them all contained here as Kunikida directed the police to this place, catch Campbell!”

Atsushi nodded before he remembered that Kyouka couldn’t see him. “Got it!” his sense of scent wasn’t the best, but Byakko’s whole focus was hounding after the man. He was just about to chase after the man but Dazai’s voice stopped him.

“Wait, Atsushi-kun.” Dazai, unhindered by Light Snow and had his eyes gotten used to the darkness, approached Atsushi quickly. “I will go with you.”

“Why? I can catch Campbell on my own easily.” Campbell was not an Ability user and Ranpo had said that they didn’t have to worry about any Ability user opponents, although he didn’t specify why.

“It’s not Campbell I was worried about.” Dazai smiled mysteriously. “You will see.”

“Why are you here!?” Atsushi had gotten a really bad feeling when he was chasing down Campbell. Lo and behold, his greatest nemesis was standing there with his hand covering his mouth looking absolutely livid at seeing him too.

“Good job at catching him, Akutagawa-kun.” Dazai held the collar of Atsushi’s shirt before the two cat and dog enemies starting tearing at each other. “Mori-san is the one who leaked the information to the Agency, isn’t he.”

“Mori-san said that it will be a great opportunity to give more work for the Agency and also teach the foolish foreigners for trying to hold a business without consulting the locals first.” Akutagawa reported calmly, but Atsushi could see the way his whole being vibrated from being praised by Dazai. “Since you caught up to me before I can kill him, you are free to take him from my hands. That’s Mori-san’s order.” Akutagawa retracted his Rashomon from where it was stabbed to the ground around Campbell like a cage. Campbell had fainted from fear and Atsushi wrinkled his nose as he smelt the unpleasant stink of ammonia. Akutagawa bowed briefly to Dazai and glared venomously at Atsushi for the last time before leaving, Higuchi waiting nearby with a car.

“More diplomatic works for the Agency, huh.” Dazai sighed forlornly. “It seems we will have a few days of unpaid all-nighter, Atsushi-kun.”

“It’s like usual then.” Atsushi laughed, his whole irritation melted away as he could no longer sense Akutagawa. “I won’t do your report this time though, you should do your own report sometimes Dazai-san.”

Dazai gasped in mock offense. “How could you Atsushi-kun? I was just trying to teach you how to do your reports! Ugh, to be accused like this by my own junior…”

Atsushi ignored Dazai’s whining and grabbed Campbell’s shirt and started dragging him back inside where his sharp ears could hear the loud sounds of battle happening. He didn’t worry too much since Kyouka and the others hadn’t asked for a backup, but he picked up his pace just in case. Dazai quietly followed behind him, not commenting how Atsushi dragged the still unconscious man like a sad sack of trash.

Atsushi admitted that he was being petty, but he was forced to relief some really bad memories due to this mission. The man wasn’t even conscious to feel the carpet burn, so Atsushi didn’t feel that guilty.

Atsushi sighed in exhaustion as he sat on the ground of the small backyard of his dorm. Kyouka had gone to accompany the still shaken children as some of them had looked at her as if she was a hero. The young girl was absolutely flustered, but she took the role seriously and stayed behind with the children as the police processed the documents so they could go home, or help finding new homes for them. His shared dorm with Kyouka felt too stifling with just him alone, so he decided to take a walk to spend his restless energy.

The moon looked really beautiful tonight. Back in the orphanage and when he was still a homeless orphan, the full moon had always scared him because of his instinctive fear of his uncontrollable Ability. Now that he had a symbiotic relationship with Byakko, his fear was replaced with comfort as Byakko’s power peaked on full moon. But it also made him too restless to sleep the night away unless he was dead tired or heavily injured.

Suddenly, Byakko’s senses alerted him that he was not alone. Atsushi was about to stand up and faced the newcomer when a familiar voice calmed him down.

“Can’t sleep, Atsushi-kun?” Dazai approached him and sat on the ground by his side. Atsushi noticed that just like him, Dazai had changed to his usual clothing. While Dazai had looked absolutely breath taking wearing the suits, but Atsushi preferred him this way. There was a softness to this costume that made him more approachable and calming.

Beside, his heart was always beating loudly no matter what Dazai worn.

Atsushi nodded, his chest felt warm and light. “I’m not that tired from tonight’s mission, so Byakko is not satisfied yet.”

“He is one energetic kitty, isn’t he?” Atsushi couldn’t quite hide the flinch from hearing that nickname. Dazai had teased him many times by calling him that before, but tonight was the first time he had used it in such degrading manner. He was the one who suggested the nickname, thinking that it wouldn’t affect them like this. He was starting to regret that decision.

Dazai must had noticed, because his eyes softened as he looked at Atsushi. “I’m sorry for saying many degrading things about you tonight.”

“It’s for the mission, so it’s okay.” Atsushi laughed awkwardly, couldn’t quite meeting Dazai’s eyes. “It’s stupid for me to feel this way.”

“It’s not stupid to feel hurt, Atsushi-kun.” Dazai held Atsushi’s hand in his own. “Even if those words are just lies, they still hurt you badly. You are shaking when I was talking to that woman, Atsushi-kun.”

Atsushi blinked, looking up to meet Dazai’s warm eyes. “Was I?”

Dazai nodded. “Especially when she held your chin. I felt Byakko’s rage from being contained by my Ability.”

Atsushi remembered Byakko being vicious with his thought of ripping the woman to shreds, but he didn’t realize that it had bled through to him. It was really fortunate that Dazai stepped in and get the woman’s fingers off him before he could do anything drastic. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t keep up the act.”

“You did well, Atsushi-kun. You don’t have to be sorry.” Dazai caressed Atsushi’s hair gently. “You stayed silent and obedient the whole time. You didn’t expect to be touched by anyone.”

Atsushi sighed. He really hadn’t expected to be touched at all. If it was just words, Atsushi could tune them out of his mind. But being touched, especially when it was so unwanted and feared, sent him back to the time when he was in the orphanage. Byakko had responded to that familiar fear by attacking back without mercy. The days of the orphanage was behind him, but sometimes it came back to haunt his present life.

“Are you scared of me, Atsushi-kun?” Dazai asked with a small voice. “What you have witnessed tonight is my past. I used to be able to talk about other people’s life that way, uncaring and uninterested. I can’t say much have changed of me, but please remember that you are important to me. You are not someone I can throw aside.”

Atsushi looked up at Dazai in surprise. He had to admit the way Dazai could so casually reverted back to his old self back in the mafia scared him a little, but to actually hear that Dazai held him so highly calmed down that fear. That caution was still there, mostly it was Byakko’s natural instinct to protect both of them, but Atsushi could confidently take Dazai’s hands in his and smile genuinely. “Thank you, Dazai-san. I admit I was a bit scared, but I also know that you won’t treat me or anyone else in the Agency like that. You like us all, so to you we are precious.”

Atsushi knew that Dazai would work his hardest to protect them all. As long as Dazai was there, everything would be alright. “It’s true that I felt hurt hearing your words, but the hurt will heal since I know that you don’t mean anything you said. I’m not angry at you or hate you, Dazai-san.”

Dazai sighed fondly. “You are really too good for me, Atsushi-kun. I wonder how you could keep forgiving me.”

“Well, you usually have a good reason why you do the things you did. So as long as I knew the reason why, it’s easier for me to forgive you.” Like when Dazai had asked him to infiltrate Moby Dick despite the risks, and many other times he didn’t want to think about now. “Not to mention I’m a lovesick idiot who couldn’t stay mad at you for too long…”

“Eh?” Dazai’s eyes widened and it took a few moments before Atsushi realized what he had said and slapped his hand to his mouth.

“Nothing!” Atsushi almost yelled before he remembered that most people were asleep at this hour and lowered his volume to almost whisper. “Please forget everything that happened for the last minute. No, for the last fifteen seconds! I—I almost forgot that I left my phone at the Agency and I should get it tonight in case Kyouka-chan needs my assistance! Good night, Dazai-san!”

He almost begged for Byakko to lend him his power so he could transform his legs and get him out of there, but Dazai’s hand had grabbed his and Dazai’s nullification sealed that wishful thinking away.

“Atsushi, could you please repeat what you said?” Dazai’s held his hand with a vice like grip. Without Byakko’s strength, his own normal human strength found it hard to pull his hand away without making fun of himself. Or dislocated his shoulder.

“I asked you to forget it not to ask me to repeat it!” Atsushi cried out futilely, keeping his body turned away from Dazai so he didn’t have to see him. “It’s just my stupid unfiltered mouth revealing something that should be kept in secret forever!”

“So it’s true.” Dazai’s voice sounded… hopeful? Atsushi froze when his confused mind couldn’t find the disgust or rejection like he had expected. “I know that Ranpo-san had blatantly said to my face that I was blind, but I didn’t expect for you to return my feelings.”

“Huh?” Atsushi looked behind him fearfully. “Your… feelings?”

Dazai laughed, part relief and part amusement as he stood up as well. Atsushi cursed the height difference between them because now he had to look up and it was unfair how beautiful Dazai looked with moonlight behind him like a silver halo. The older man leaned his head to Atsushi’s, making the boy’s cheeks reddened like a ripe apple from how close their face was.

“I love you, Atsushi-kun. Has been for quite some time, actually.” Dazai smiled softly, his words sounded breathless like he was forcing the words out before it could disappear along with his courage. “I have noticed that you never rejected my flirting, but I hadn’t thought that it was possible for you to hold the same feelings.”

Atsushi’s eyes widened. Well, the two of them had the same thought then. “So do I.” Atsushi closed his eyes, feeling too overwhelmed to hold eye contact with Dazai. “I have been in love with you for… I don’t really know since when, probably since the beginning. I admired you a lot and it started as a hero crush, but then one day I realized that a simple crush is not enough for what I’ve been feeling for you lately.”

Dazai laughed, the sound warmed Atsushi’s heart from how rare it was. “No wonder the others are so annoyed at both of us. We have been so blind.”

Maybe one day Atsushi would tell Dazai that Byakko was getting really impatient too. “They do say that love is blind.” The fact that his love was not only accepted but returned too had slowly seeped through his brain and his heart soared. He felt so giddy that only Dazai’s hold on him anchored him down to earth. “I don’t think I will be able to sleep tonight.”

“Hmm…” being this close to Dazai, Atsushi could almost hear the gears in his brain running. “Say, Atsushi-kun… we ended up never danced at all at the party, right?”

“I don’t think Kunikida-san is going to let us dance at the party. Not to mention I have never learned how to dance either, so I would step all over your toes.” Besides, it would be really uncomfortable for him to dance in the center of so many people. He would freeze up with countless eyes staring at him, judging him from behind the safety of the masks.

“No worries, I can’t dance too.” Dazai lifted his head and Atsushi missed the warmth already. But Dazai took his hands and shifted them to the position of what Atsushi had learnt as waltz from the many books he had read. “We can step on each other toes and laugh about it.”

Dazai started to sway their bodies together and Atsushi yelped as he had troubles keeping up. “We don’t even have music!”

“Then I will sing.” Dazai winced when Atsushi stepped on his toes. “Maybe we should just use our phone for music then. Turn up the volume full blast!”

“People are sleeping Dazai-san!” Atsushi laughed when he felt Dazai’s foot stepped over his. They would probably end up with bruised toes in the morning.

The two of them continue to dance. It was a chaotic dance; both of them stumbled over their steps and couldn’t even count how many times their toes were sacrificed. The only light they had was the bright moonlight that shone on the two of them. The only music they danced to was the breathless laughter from the two of them. They would probably share bowls of ochazukes after their legs turned to jelly and they were too tired to cook anything else. Both of them didn’t wear any expensive suits or jewelry, just their usual everyday clothes that had become so familiar with each other. There were no masks between them, both of their hearts longing to see and reached out for the person in front of them.

It was a dance for the two of them, witnessed only by the moon high up in the sky.

#dazatsu #my fic #dazatsuexchange2019 #tw : human trafficking #tw : sex slaves #the first time I used warning tags ahoy #remember people it's a bad decision to write at night #don't be like me and write until five in the morning #I have seen angels crying from my bad life decision #well I did have written this from two weeks ago #but my perfectionist nature hated all three story that I have written #so I decided that this will be the last #I'm still not satisfied #but my brain is tired #my soul is leaving my body #so here it is #on the other hand #I have this unused drafts that I will probably rewrite #undercover dazatsu fics here we go

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sweetcatmintea · 5 years ago

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What does Mary Know?

Flash fiction Friday!! I’ve gotta just do this upload quickly because it’s 3:43 am and cold as anything XD I failed the prompt challenge by going a liiiitle over the word limit <.<;; But I hope you like this story! Feedback is appreciated ^u^

Prompt: Peachy Kissies

Words: 2501 (orz)

Character(s): Xavier, Mary, and Will

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“Xave, if you want to come to the creek, you have to get ready.” Exasperation tinged Mary’s voice. Progress was cut short, yet again, by her little brother. They were supposed to have been out the door ten minutes ago, but she hadn’t even finished brushing her short, ginger snap brown hair yet, constantly stop-starting thanks to Xavier’s dawdling.

“I am ready!” He just hadn’t brushed his teeth. Or gotten his hat. Or his sandals. Totally ready.

Mary sighed. “Have you put your sunscreen on, or do you need help?” He was remarkably autonomous for his age, but that wasn’t what she was really asking. As expected, he puffed his freckled cheeks, crossing his arms with a huff.

“Don’t wanna!”

“Xave. You can’t leave the house unless you put sunscreen on. You’ll get burnt.”

He thrashed his tail, the image of petulance. “No!”

Another sigh. “Then you’ll have to go to school with Mama today instead.”

Oh boy. Here it comes. An angry flush coloured his skin. “Nooo!! I wanna go wif youuuu!!!”. His face, usually dimpled with a smile, was overtaken with a deep scowl. Mary resisted the urge to bury her face in her paws, and maybe scream a little. Barely. Why did this always happen when it was her turn to look after him? Frustration bubbled in her guts, trying to claw its way up her throat. Logically, she knew it wouldn’t help anything to lose her temper. Unfortunately, logic was benched right now. Before everything boiled over, Will popped his head around the corner.

“What’s all the noise?” Toothbrush dangling between his teeth, he took a second to survey the room and exchange a Look conversation with Mary. Catching onto the situation, he feigned a shocked look. “You’re not telling Xave to use sunscreen, are you!?” He waited a beat, glancing down at his brother. A stage whisper now. “You know he’s not ready for that yet!”

Mary shrugged. She wasn’t quite sure what Will’s game plan was, but she could run with it. “I thought he was. You’re probably right though.” A deep sigh. “He’s still just too little.”

“Whaddya mean?” Xavier eyed his siblings, trying to wrangle the answers out with his mind. Something suspicious was happening here.

Will stumbled over himself a moment, surprised that Xavier caught on. “Ah, well, you see, only big kids get to put on sunscreen. It’s very important so little kids like you can’t do it yet.”

“I’m not little! I’m a big kid too!!” Xavier stood as tall as he possibly could, fox tail wriggling with earnest. “See!”

Will and Mary exchanged looks again. Will shook his head. “I don’t know. What do you think Mares?”

“Hmmm. I think he’s still too little… Maybe a big kid should show him how it’s done.”

“When you’re right, you’re right. I was just about to put some on myself. Do you want to come and put sunscreen on with me, Xave?”

“I do I do I dooo!”

“Come on then.”

Xavier didn’t waste another second, pouncing onto his brother’s outstretched hand and dragging him off to the bathroom. Mary mouthed a thank you to Will as they went. The air always seemed a little lighter when Will was around. Probably because he seemed so unfazeable. She was a little envious of him for that. The frustration had simmered away, but watching her brothers had left a cold pebble in her chest.

Thanks to Will’s intervention, they were out of the house in no time. Xavier begged for his big brother to join them, but he was stuck with Mary for the day. Will had work to do. They were lucky enough to catch the bus just as it rolled to the stop, shuffling on board and claiming the back row. It wasn’t all that unusual for this bus to be close to empty. It was a route less travelled.

Mary stared idly out the window, half leaning on the plasticy frame of the chair in front of them. Motion sickness was a pain at the best of times. With the way the bus was swaying over every bump in the near-dirt road, one look down and she’d be redecorating the seat covers.

“Hey Maary?”

“Hm?”

Xave was already pretty much flush against her, but he managed to scoot closer. He put his face up to hers. She could feel his warm kid breathe with every whispered word. “Mary?”

“What’s up Xave?”

“Mary, what’s boredish mean?”

“What do you mean? Where’d you hear it?”

“The lady up there.” A nod to the middle-aged woman perched on the reserved sideways seats. “She said ‘I can’t belief they let someone so boredish on the bus’.” The woman flinched. Xavier’s whispering skills were not nearly as strong as he thought. She stared ahead, stiffly avoiding Mary’s honey gaze. A totally average person. No claws. No fur. No tag. Privileged.

“Is that right?”

“Mn hm.”

“I think you mean boarish. It means ‘boar-like’, someone who is rude. A boar is a wild pig.”

Xavier looked thoughtful, considering her explanation. “Are boars rude?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never met one.”

“How come she said it then?” He continued before she could answer. “Isn’t it more rude to say mean things when you don’t know if someone is rude? ‘Cause then, you don’t know. You know? Because maybe boars are actually very nice but maybe they get grumpy because people say mean things about them. An then maybe they be rude because they’re grumpy? I think maybe we shouldn’t say that word unless we meet some really rude boars. But not boars that are grumpy because people are mean to them. Right?” He fiddled with her paw as he spoke, cold little fingers working through the thick fur.

Mary managed to fight the urge to chuckle as the woman’s embarrassed fidgeting increased at every word. Instead, she nodded solemnly along with Xavier’s reasoning. “That sound like a good idea to me.” He beamed at her agreement.

Much rocking and waiting later, their stop came into view. To Xavier’s unyielding delight, Mary let him press the stop button. They hopped off the bus to hike the rest of the way. In honesty, it wasn’t that far. It was the thick humidity that weighed them down, making every movement heavy and sluggish, delaying their arrival further. They took their time and finally reached their destination. Water babbled quietly over smooth river pebbles. Bugs sang to the sweaty sun, hiding from its gaze in the long tufts of grass bordering the creek. The water wasn’t that deep, the heat of the season left it lucky to reach over Mary’s belly button in its deepest parts. Still, she’d have to be vigilant. Any aquatic body can be dangerous for a child. Speaking of, Xavier was already making a beeline to the water.

“Wait a minute! Floaties or no swimming!”

He spun around, hopping from foot to foot. “But!”

“Come on, it’ll just take a minute.”

He whined but returned to her as she fished the deflated water wings from her patchwork backpack. She was still proud of how that had turned out. She pulled them out carefully, the rubber as soft as it was slippery between her long claws. The last thing she needed was to accidentally puncture it and then have to explain to a very upset fox child why he couldn’t swim. Managing to grip them in her paw pads, she snapped the lids open, blowing them up while answering Xavier’s questions between breaths.

“Hey Mary?”

Blow! Breath. Answer. “Yeah?”

“Are floaties for big kids?”

Blow! Breath. Answer. “Yep.”

“How come you don’t got any?”

Blow! Seal. Breath. Answer. “They don’t fit my big ol’ bear arms. I’m very jealous you get to be so cool with these fire floaties.”

“Really!?”

“Mn hm. Really really.”

He bounced on his toes, sliding the water wings up as far as they would go. “Well, you can borrow mine then! Um! But you can use just one. We’ll put it on, uh, your, on your foot! And then I’ll have one! And then together, we’ll be cooler than Will, right? Even though Will is the coolest, I think if we’re both cool with the floaties, we can be coolister than Will, ‘kay? ‘kay! Can I go swim now?”

Mary laughed, nodding. “You can swim, but stay where I can see you. Otherwise, we will have to go straight home. Okay?”

He was already running for the water. “’Kay!”

It was really something else, the way Xavier looked up to William. Whenever he was around, Xave was practically attached to him, and not always metaphorically. There were fights, or the closest approximation you can have with someone who barely reaches over your knee, sometimes. Of course there were. All siblings have disagreements. They’d probably get into more arguments now that Xavier was becoming more articulate. He had Opinions now. But ties were always mended quickly. Will had a knack with children. He always seemed to know what to say and how to act around them. As far as role models go, he was a pretty good choice too. Maybe it was because he’s a lot like Mama. In a way, Mary was embarrassed by it. Not because of Will acted, but because her brother was so much better with children than she was. When they had first been told of Xave’s conception, she’d imagined herself as a nurturing big sister who would share the world with the new baby. And, while he was still a little bean, she’d been good at the nurturing stuff. Once he’d gotten bigger, started thinking and exploring for himself, she didn’t know what to do. She struggled to understand his garbled baby talk and couldn’t keep up with his games. Her paternal instincts hibernated while Will’s thrived. It she had to put her finger on it, she’d guess it was his creativity and natural intelligence that did it for him. Where she was playing by the book, he was working the court, three moves ahead. It was hard not to feel inferior at times. It wasn’t that she resented him, quite the opposite, she greatly admired her brother. It just would have been nice to have a special bond like theirs.

It didn’t take long until the sweat clinging to her hair and her fur urged her to join Xavier. The water was unbelievably nice. Cool, clear, sparkling. Freshness you couldn’t bottle. And, more importantly, a reprieve from the unbearable weather. Dragonflies zipped around, far too fast to be concerned with new comers. What more could she want?

They splashed around, enjoying the freedom of the quiet country around them. Most of the fish spooked the instant they’d arrived, noisy and laughing, fleeing the scene to hide in whatever cracks they could find. Some grew bold, creeping back as they gained courage. The longer Mary and Xavier stayed in the water, the closer they came. When Mary pointed them out, Xavier charged after the flickering silver, determined to catch one. She called him back almost immediately, trying to distract him with a frog. Too late. Scrambling wildly over a mossy rock, his paw slipped, sending him face first into the water with a loud splash. He pulled himself up, dripping and processing what had happened. Mary restrained herself from running over and scooping him up. Wait. Give him a chance. Does he need help of was he just surprised? For a long moment, only the water moved. Gently gliding past the pair as though they were nothing more than the environment it knew so well. Xavier stared at his palms, skinned and bleeding. Tears welled as he shouted for his sister.

“Maarryyyyy!”

She was there in an instant, easily pulling him into her arms and onto dry land. She settled him onto a log, pulling everything she needed out of her bag. Xavier was, to put it lightly, accident prone. She’d learned quickly to always be prepared. Just last week he fought a door. The door won.

“Marryyy! My floaties didn’t save meeee!” He sobbed, devastated at their betrayal.

“Here, let me see. Did you hurt yourself?”

A tearful nod. “Mn hm.” He held his hands out, palms to the sky and fingers half curled like a dead spider.

“That’s no good. Let me fix it up, ‘kay?” She towelled down the area, drying his skin so she could better see the extent of the injury. It wasn’t too bad. She gave him a reassuring smile. Sure, there’d probably be a good bruise tomorrow but the grazes themselves weren’t too severe. He’ll live. Popping the lid off her first aid kid, she cleaned the site. Years of fiddling with a sewing needle had given her a surgeon’s steady hand, despite her clumsy paws. She just needed to be in the right mindset to do precision work – not thinking about it.

Xavier whimpered as the antiseptic got to work. “It hurts, Mary.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry. It’s going to hurt a little. There are tiny little, uh, knights, in the cream that have to go and, beat up any baddies that might have gotten into the cut.”

He was still crying, but intrigued enough to ask. “Really? There are knights in there?”

“Yep. You can’t see them because they are very, very, tiny, but they’re there.” Mary finished her work, sticking on water proof bandaids. “Do you want the magic healing spell?”

“Mn hm.”

“Ok.” She kissed his palms. “One kiss, two kisses,” then his forehead “and a big kissaroo so my love can heal you!” She threw her hands in the air to finish the incantation.

Xavier mimicked her, sniffle giggling, before wrapping his arms around her in a bear hug. He looked up at her, his chin pressing into her shirt. “How come you smell all sweet Mary?”

“Hm. It’s probably my lip balm. I put it on earlier.”

“Can I have some?”

“Yeah, here you go.”

He took the tube, concentrating to not overwind it. When he was satisfied that his lips were appropriately caked, he planted a noisy smooch on Mary’s cheek. “Now you have a kiss too! Aw, you can’t see it though. There’s no colour. Can you smell it Mary?”

She could certainly feel the waxy balm smeared across her skin. Well, the peach one was her favourite, so it wasn’t too bad. “Sure can! I reckon Mumsie can probably smell it from all the way in the bakery, there’s so much on us!”

That satisfied him. The freckles across his face crinkled into new constellations as he grinned up at her. “Hey Mary?”

“Yeah?”

“Mary, do you know?”

“I don’t know.”

He was whispering again. “Mary, do you know, Will is my favouritest brother?”

“Really?”

“Mn hm. But Mary, do you know? Mary, you’re my favouritest big sister. ‘Cause I love Mary lots and lots. Do you love me too Mary?”

She kissed his forehead again. “Lots and lots.”

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heavyonthecost · 6 years ago

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fatamoru snippets dump #2

AKA those times my brain decided it wanted to write more Yukipauline (the last one also has Mell in it, though) even if there’s no audience for it.

(#1)

(Prompt: ulterior motives, 300 words, slightly re-written from what it originally was because I misremembered a canon detail orz)

Even before the Captain introduced him to his family, Yukimasa had already set his eyes on his daughter.

The time he first saw her, the ship had just arrived at the town where the Captain’s family resided. Just as he set foot on the ground, he saw her skipping closer from a distance, a wide, beaming smile on her face as she waved animatedly - at her father, not him, but he still felt as if gears were suddenly turning the opposite direction in his head. Gone was the dark cloud of disturbing thoughts constantly lurking on the back of his mind.

Some of his crewmates went on to tease him about falling in love at first sight. (He thought that was the case too at the time, though he later came to a different realisation.) Regardless, he was sure of one thing: he knew that he needed someone like her in his life, if he were to avoid fully succumbing to his beastly side.

It wouldn’t have been tactful to outright ask the Captain to introduce him to her, but the Captain was already partial to him; a few favours and he might not even need to ask for it. Surely enough, he soon became one of the Captain’s most trusted men and was even invited to have lunch with his family. Just before they did, the Captain worried about getting some presents for his daughter - Pauline, he learned she was called. Yukimasa knew a tailor in that town; he would suggest commissioning a dress for the gift, and considering how little the Captain knew about current fashions, he would also offer to come up with ideas for the design - something inspired by the traditional dress of his country would surely leave a considerable impression.

“May I suggest something, Captain?”

(Prompt: lost in translation, 200 words)

“This is how you write your name, right? I’m sure I remember it correctly from when you showed me before!”

It was impressive how close Pauline got - but. “That’s not quite right.”

“Eh?”

Yukimasa added a stroke to the first character. “There.”

“Whaat? I almost got it right!”

He smiled. “You have to be careful with these. One wrong stroke, and the meaning can change drastically.”

“Huh.” She looked over the characters again. “What’s the meaning of the wrong one?”

“‘Painful’. ‘Difficult’. Or ‘spicy’.”

Pauline’s frown turned into a chuckle. “The first two aren’t good meanings, but the last one doesn’t fit you either.”

“Do you think the correct meaning fits me better, then?”

“What is it?”

"'Fortune'. ‘Happiness'."

She brought a hand to her chin, then looked at him. “What do you think?”

“Well... I’m fortunate and happy to get to spend more time with you like this. So I’d say it fits.”

“W-wh-what-” Face flushing bright red, she shoved at his shoulders. “S-stop that.”

He didn’t expect much out of it when she started asking him about his language, but maybe this was shaping up to be another good distraction from getting asked about his exploits at sea.

(Prompt: love, 500 words)

“Mell.”

Mell turned with a start towards the Swordsman. There shouldn’t be anything else the Lord needed from him, right? “W-what is it?”

“What do you think love is like?”

“...what?”

“What do you -”

“N-no, I heard the question, but why are you asking me that?”

“I just wanted to know.”

This man, who had no qualms threatening the life of a sickly girl, who hacked off another girl’s arm without hesitation, whose mind went straight to murder at every opportunity, was suddenly asking him about love. If he wasn’t scared of being on the wrong end of that sword, he’d be saying how ridiculous it sounded.

“Even if you say that… what exactly do you want to know?”

The Swordsman paused to think. “Is there any woman you’re interested in?”

“No!”

“What about your sister?”

“Isn’t that different from the kind of love you’re talking about?”

“That’s fine.” Then, “Would you not want her to be taken away from you?”

“I wouldn’t.” You used her to threaten me, did you even need to ask, Mell wanted to say, but didn’t.

“Would you do everything to keep her smiling?”

“...yes.” Nellie wouldn’t be smiling if she knew about what he was doing, but he had no choice, it was the only way to guarantee her life. It wasn’t his fault.

There was a pause before the Swordsman’s next question. “If there was another girl who can do everything for you that your sister can, would she be able to replace your sister for you?”

“W-what are you talking about?” ‘Replace’ her? Was he going to do something again to -

“I won’t hurt your sister,” the Swordsman said plainly. “There’s nothing to be gained from that at this point, and I already get to kill enough people working as the Lord’s bodyguard.”

It struck him again, the ridiculousness of this cold-blooded maniac asking about love. Was he even capable of love? Suddenly, Mell recalled the day they captured Morgana, how the man had said that he needed to do it for “her” church - that had to be Marie. Was this all about her? All the more outrageous then - she was known for her penchant for helping others, and a nun on top of that. Surely there was no way someone like her would actually be receptive to the advances of someone like him?

“So?”

“R-right.” Mell was reminded of the question. “Well, if I spent time with and got to know her, I might come to care for her? But she wouldn’t be Nellie, wouldn’t be a sister I’ve spent most of my life with, so… I think, it wouldn’t really be a replacement.”

“I see,” The Swordsman said. “That was helpful. I got it now.”

“What -” did you get exactly, Mell was about to ask, but he realised he didn’t actually want to know more about the workings of this man’s mind. “Well… if that’s all… I’ll be going.”

With a glance, Mell scampered away, eager to leave the man.

#the house in fata morgana #fanfic #yukimasa aida #pauline asama #mell rhodes

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gffa · 7 years ago

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I’M STILL STUCK IN STAR WARS HELL COME JOIN ME IT’S A LOT OF FUN AND DEFINITELY NOT HEARTBREAKING. HONEST, I PROMISE. STAR WARS FIC RECS: ✦ Equinox by lilyconrad, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, sith!obi-wan, 48.2k wip During the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan and Anakin crash on a remote planet and take shelter in the ruins of a grand estate only to find they are not alone. ✦ And There Shall I Find by ambiguously, anakin & leia, 5.6k After her shuttle crashes on a desolate world, Leia has only one person to keep her company. ✦ Certain Point by esama, obi-wan & anakin/padme & dooku & cast, time travel, 15k wip In which Ben Kenobi travels back in time to a turning point in history. ✦ untitled by swhurtcomfort, obi-wan & anakin & cast, sickfic, h/c, ~1k Anakin wakes up to a world that’s still spinning. ✦ untitled by swhurtcomfort, obi-wan & anakin & kix & cody, sickfic, ~1k Just wanted to write something schmoopy and cute for @finish-the-clone-wars ‘s Writing Wednesday prompt: Virus ✦ Negotiation by Glare, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka & bail & cast, NSFW, dark!obi-wan, modern au, serial killer au, dark themes, 86.7k Over a year ago, Coruscant Police Detective Anakin Skywalker vanished without a trace while hunting the prolific serial killer known within the media as “The Negotiator”. Now, Skywalker has been found and rescued from captivity in a cabin deep within the Naboo wilderness, the only known survivor of an encounter with The Negotiator. The only question on anyone’s mind is: What happened during his time away? ✦ untitled by subskywalker, obi-wan/anakin NSFW, modern au, ~1k Anakin could only hold onto the counter in the restroom and try to keep quiet as Ben gripped his hips hard enough to leave bruises and fuck into him. ✦ Pursuit by Icse, obi-wan/anakin, nsfw, modern au, 8.5k wip Anakin Skywalker is a Grand Prix jumper transitioning into the Eventing world. While his scores are good during the cross-country and show jumping phases of Eventing, his dressage scores are abysmal. His sponsor sets him up as a working student for two-time Dressage Gold Medalist Ben Kenobi to help him pursue his dream of competing in the Olympics. ✦ untitled by darthcuddles, obi-wan/anakin, modern au, ~1k Anakin rushes through the hall of the local vet, a black and white kitten in his jacket, and the blood of the little creature streaming down his chest. The nails are dug deeply into his skin, but he ignores his own pain for the little meows coming from the kitten. ✦ untitled by frost-and-stars, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, ~1k gffa asked: SEXY MEME #15 - Make sure you leave a mark., Obikin. Anakin likes feeling the marks Obi-Wan leaves on him (biting? finger-shaped bruises on his hips? rope marks from where they pressed into his skin?), always urging for more, because he wants to see them the next day and be reminded! ✦ untitled by mthingthepoint, obi-wan/anakin/padme, dragon!anakin, ~1k puelhathnofury asked: YOU OWE ME THE PREQUELS DRAGON OT3 ✦ Sky Walkers by esama, anakin & rex & hevy & fives & echo, 3.8k In which some clones rescue a Jedi in the deserts of Tatooine (aka, Jedi as a species of living spaceships because, y'know, why not? ✦ Identity by madame_alexandra, 353.9k A distress signal reaches Coruscant after the Empire’s demise, claiming to be the beacon of Bail Organa. what would the reappearance of Leia’s adoptive father mean for her life in a post ROTJ context. What would he think of Han Solo, and what could he tell her about the dark shadow of her heritage? H/L; significantly AU, I suppose. ✦ Disappointment by Icse, obi-wan/anakin, au, a/b/o, 1.6k All Anakin wants is a child. As an omega and the Prince Consort with access to the best doctors in the Galaxy, it shouldn’t be this hard to get pregnant. He can’t help but feel like a disappointment at yet another failure. full details + recs under the cut

✦ Equinox by lilyconrad, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, sith!obi-wan, 48.2k wip During the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan and Anakin crash on a remote planet and take shelter in the ruins of a grand estate only to find they are not alone. Chapter 9: This is an update rec and will focus on this chapter, rather than the fic as a whole, and will contain SPOILERS by this point. So, this is a chapter where Some Shit Happens, maybe not explosively yet, but certainly and important and massively looming for what it’s going to mean–and it’s all done in such a way that it’s clear that this is exactly where it was going since the beginning. One of my favorite things about lilyconrad’s writing is that I feel this sense often from her stories, that I have a few guesses, I can maybe tell a bit of the framework, but I can never guess exactly, I’m always surprised by something, and yet I look back, even having analyzed everything with ridiculous zeal, and it was obvious that she’d laid the groundwork for it. I figured the Sith versions weren’t gone, they’d pop up in some manner, but I didn’t quite expect them to become real like this–or whatever it’s going to mean! I could guess that it was Isten who walked out to meet Obi-Wan in the rain to give him a cloak, but the scene between Veris and Anakin still surprised the hell out of me. And, god, that is so satisfying, to be able to have some guess about the shape of things, but the details surprise me, some stuff still hits me out of nowhere while being a perfect fit, like, okay, sure, this fic is tailored to exactly what appeals to me! But it’s honestly one of the author’s best for me, especially in terms of sheer storytelling structure. I love that I’m still analying things–was it the sex that made them real?? because I noticed that the positions used by Obi-Wan and Anakin were verysimilar to the first time Anakin saw Isten and Veris in the gardens, which thenmade the line of how Veris couldn’t do anything unless Obi-Wan had done it first stand out in new relief. Obviously, the Sith were always about reflections of pieces of them, not the whole of them, but the darker and bent versions of some part of them, so Obi-Wan watching Veris fucking Isten, the way his thoughts turned to his own past experiences and some young noble from a past encounter riding him the way Isten rode Veris, the intimacy of Isten’s glove being off, all that takes on new meaning and makes me wonder about the future, if that’s what’s next for them or if their paths are diverging now that the Sith are real! And is all of this what the Shadow was in the house or is there still something more? Is it the Force in a Nexus here or something more self-aware? Either one offers such intriguing possibilities!! One of the other details that jumped out at me as being perfect, is how precious the Jedi are to them, which appeals so much to me, yessss, because it fits with the themes so much better, that these aren’t canon Sith, these are something else, these are reflections of the Jedi given life, so they come from the Jedi, of course they’d be precious, of course they love each other and so the Sith would love them as well, Anakin is still Anakin to Veris and Obi-Wan is still Obi-Wan to Isten, after all. And their mirrored selves may be somewhat loathesome for the parts they hate about themselves, but they are still precious because they are themselves. It makes the knowing each other all the more delicious, that Veris’ final line of how he’s not going to hurt Anakin, but he thinks Anakin might like it if he did all the more tension-laden and satisfying, because it’s not about disinterest or anything, but a different kind of danger, the kind that lures me right into the story and various dynamics all over again. The tension of the story is so nicely done as well, that it’s wound together with the way these characters would behave–that Obi-Wan doesn’t register Isten as Isten instead of Anakin, because he’s in his own thoughts, because Isten behaves like Anakin would in that moment, even when I could tell the difference, because it made sense with what I knew that Obi-Wan didn’t, I wholly believed that Obi-Wan wouldn’t. Especially caught up in thoughts of his night with Anakin and, oh, I love that, yes, it’s perfect that he didn’t regret it for having done it, that it’s not like it’s against the Jedi Code (because that’s factually wrong ♥) but instead about exactly what it should be and why the Jedi would be concerned–not because sex or love are wrong (they’re not), but because it puts his priorities and focus out of balance. Because Obi-Wan recognizes the part of himself that is possessive about Anakin, that’s wild and ready to be taken off the hook Obi-Wan has it on, that he’s wary and afraid of his own fire, because he knows what it’s capable of. Because he loves Anakin so deeply (and so much that it blinded him in canon, that was the problem, not the love itself, and this reflection or extension of that is so good for me here!) that balance will be incredibly difficult to come by for them, that is what he’s concerned about. That it’s exactly as Obi-Wan would do–he meditates on it, doesn’t knee-jerk reject it, but instead analyzes it and lets it settle. YES AND MORE YES. So, yes, I enjoyed this chapter a lot and had a ton to say about it and there were some delicious moments (Isten swinging a leg up over Veris to straddle him, now that they’re real and free, was especially nice, thank you) and so much that I’m still chewing on and so many lovely moments of character insight that absolutely nailed who these characters are, so that, yes, every word of this unecessarily long rec (that’s probably not even of use to people who aren’t already reading! orz) was actually indeed necessary. ♥ ✦ Equinox by lilyconrad, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, sith!obi-wan, 48.2k wip During the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan and Anakin crash on a remote planet and take shelter in the ruins of a grand estate only to find they are not alone. Chapter 10: This is an update rec and will be focusing on this chapter, rather than the fic as a whole! Also, there will be SPOILERS by this point! Oh, man, this chapter was intense and I could hardly unwind from the sheer tension of reading it, the confrontation between the newly real Sith versions against the Jedi versions and something else! I didn’t so much as glance up from the screen the entire time I was reading because I couldn’t look away, that the Shadow crept into the room with them, wrapped itself around Obi-Wan and the fic found that line between having an impact and being too over the top, that instead it was in the sweet spot of moody and atmospheric and creepy and would be terrifying for the people experiencing. But, oh, what this fic does is makes the characters (and me, the reader!) uneasy about what’s happening here, that the Sith versions aren’t what we expect or precisely know what to do with, we don’t know their motivations, and little pieces that we get along the way aren’t necessarily wholly trustworthy, in a way that’s been built up from the beginning. All of the structure of the story is something I’ve been enjoying and legitimately delighted by/respecting as a story, even as it hits my id right on. But, oh, yes, it definitely hits my id, too. Veris leaning over Anakin, who is paryalzed by seeing Obi-Wan’s face and just the way he reacts to someone that he loves being so commanding and lethal, the way Obi-Wan isn’t fully himself in the scene, that the darkness (whatever it is) creeps over him and into his mind and makes him so much more dangerous and not himself, but in a way that works with whatever is going on in this house, oh, I ate that up like it was the most delicious thing. Because it steals in through his protectiveness for Anakin, that the thought of Anakin being hurt is what allows it in, ohhhh, yes. And then!! AND THEN. The Sith versions finding the Jedi versions precious because… well, possibly because they’re who their beloved came from, who they themselves came from, because who knows, but they do and that is something I am so wholly here for. Veris’ reactions to Isten being in genuine danger, that the themes of his character and Obi-Wan’s are so interesting to play with here, that he provokes and cuts with just the right words, not realizing (even when he himself sprung from Obi-Wan) just want he’s unleashing. And yet this does not take away from the absolute core of who Obi-Wan Kenobi is, a Master Jedi and someone who loves, someone who is grounded in good, that they’re both parts of him, that Obi-Wan is a character about knowing that darkness in himself and not letting it control him, and Veris is not him and yet is a reflection of him in a way, and I love all of it. That it’s tied up in the relationship between Obi-Wan and Anakin–the Shadow sneaks in through that love, that Veris shows something much more real when Isten is threatened and possibly hurt, that it’s tied up with Anakin’s healing (because Veris, born of darkness, probably can’t?) of Isten (or at least checking on him) because of that love between them. Everything is tied up in that love, that Obi-Wan loves Anakin and Anakin loves Obi-Wan. And it’s such a natural, organic progression–like, two chapters I was thinking Anakin was the one that the Shadow would sneak into, but then no! It’s Obi-Wan! And it made absolute sense to me! And I still am not sure what it wants, if it wants them all dead, wants them all sundered into darkness, if it wants Anakin’s power, if it wants Obi-Wan’s power, or what. I love that the moment of truce between Anakin and Veris was based on seeing Veris’ love for Isten, that of course that’s what makes him more of a person to Anakin. I love everything here and the mystery of what’s going on, just what is in that house, and where it’s all going and how things will end. It’s so good and this chapter still has me feeling wound up from how beautifully intense it was! ✦ And There Shall I Find by ambiguously, anakin & leia, 5.6k After her shuttle crashes on a desolate world, Leia has only one person to keep her company. Oh, this was a really lovely, bittersweet in just the right ways, kind of piece. It’s exactly what it says–Leia crashes on a remote world and hits her head so she can’t ignore the Force Ghost trailing around after her like she usually does. And it’s clear how much she hates him and how much anger is still in her, how much fire she still has in her, even as she has so much love still, that it breaks her heart that she was trying to meet Ben again, that he’s going to think she just didn’t show up, and all she has to get through it, is the ghost of the father that she never wanted, not her real father that she does. Anakin trying to respect her wishes and yet so dearly wanting more with her, the bits of humor and trying to help her, the bitterness of their situation mixed with the sweetness of it, is spot on to the characters, it really is just the right amounts of everything in all directions and was a very satisfying read! ✦ Certain Point by esama, obi-wan & anakin/padme & dooku & cast, time travel, 15k wip In which Ben Kenobi travels back in time to a turning point in history. Oh, I love time travel fic and dropping Obi-Wan back into the beginning of the Clone Wars has me hooked already! I do have a few caveats in that the fic kind of really kind of seems to misunderstand the Jedi and their ideals (at least as far as I’ve read!), as well as I’m not sure I buy that Obi-Wan Kenobi would express some of the things he has (though, a lot I’m attributing to Anakin and Dooku’s points of view, which absolutely does make sense!), as well as it’s trying to stitch old Jedi Apprentice events to The Clone Wars canon and it doesn’t quite work, as well as is wrong about some factual stuff like Obi-Wan says Sifo-Dyas created the clone arm by order of the Senate in the movie. But if you can roll with those things (and this is genuinely not a drubbing on the fic, merely that I want to encourage people past these things! and that I tend to notice things more the better the writing is, because a lesser fic wouldn’t stand out so nicely), the writing is engaging as all hell and I absolutely have feelings and I greatly enjoyed the scenes between Obi-Wan and Anakin, especially Anakin’s sense of growing quiet panic that Obi-Wan seems distant, feels like he’s not there anymore, and it really captures the sense of a young adult who is on the cusp of indepence and the terror that he feels, especially for someone like Anakin who is so very needy and emotionally dependent. I’m also greatly enjoying Dooku’s view of Obi-Wan and how he wants to turn Obi-Wan to the Dark Side but recognizes that he can’t and the way his character feels almost unsettled about it, like he’s seeing some things about himself that the canon Dooku never had the impetus to do. The plot of the story in the four chapters I’d read as of the writing of this rec carried me through, so even when I had some caveats and doubts about it, there was no way I was putting it down. The writing itself really is spectacular and so, so addictive and the author certainly knows how to write a story that I eat up with a spoon and makes me desperate to know what’s going to happen next! The plot itself is very solidly done and the time travel is very well done in that I am so, so here for knowing how this moment is what can be the changing moment! Definitely one of the fics I’m most excited about right now! ✦ untitled by swhurtcomfort, obi-wan & anakin & cast, sickfic, h/c, ~1k Anakin wakes up to a world that’s still spinning. This is the fic I read first from these authors (though, I believe I’ve enjoyed their work elsewhere, too! ♥) and it’s the one that immediately made me fall in love all over again, that it’s such a good Anakin voice, how grumpy and bratty he can be, but it’s in such an adorable and charming way for it, that it’s obviously layered over a deep and incredible love. The way Obi-Wan reverts to calling him “Padawan” when he’s sick, the way he gently touches Anakin who is so miserably sick, it’s so telling and spot on for the character, you can feel how much Obi-Wan loves him in a very Obi-Wan Kenobi sort of way. It’s a fic that hit at my id and all the things I wanted out of h/c sickfic, but is also genuinely well written and spot on. It’s short but it was the perfect length and so very satisfying! ✦ untitled by swhurtcomfort, obi-wan & anakin & kix & cody, sickfic, ~1k Just wanted to write something schmoopy and cute for @finish-the-clone-wars ‘s Writing Wednesday prompt: Virus This was another lovely fic from swhurtcomfort, this time with Obi-Wan under the weather and, of course, with that incredible tank nature of his he doesn’t go down easily, which frustrates the people around him, but there’s still a sense of things not being too silly about it or over the top, instead it feels much more grounded than that, and so I was even more in love! And, oh, when Anakin shows up, that Obi-Wan is more gentle with him, that there’s a different dynamic there, that also a bit that it’s that the Jedi are just kind of weird to outsiders, all of it is so very lovely. ✦ Negotiation by Glare, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka & bail & cast, NSFW, dark!obi-wan, modern au, serial killer au, dark themes, 86.7k Over a year ago, Coruscant Police Detective Anakin Skywalker vanished without a trace while hunting the prolific serial killer known within the media as “The Negotiator”. Now, Skywalker has been found and rescued from captivity in a cabin deep within the Naboo wilderness, the only known survivor of an encounter with The Negotiator. The only question on anyone’s mind is: What happened during his time away? Final Chapters: I’ve written recs for this fic as it was in progress, but now that it’s finished I’m going to aim for one that’s a more general rec for the entire fic at once! This is a fic that you definitely need to roll with the concept with when you walk in the door, that this is not the Obi-Wan Kenobi of canon, but instead that he’s a negative image of the character we love, that everything good about Obi-Wan is dark and terrible in this version of Kenobi, that it’s a version of him that is similar on the surface, where they share the trappings (the politeness, the formality, the predatory abilities under the kind surface) but presents instead an Obi-Wan Kenobi who is as dark as the canon one is good. If you can roll with that, this is a fascinating look at obsession and stalking and Stockholm Syndrome and that the fic warmly embraces these things, that it finds a balance between not trying to justify any of this with appealing to what I’m here for in the relationship between these two characters. This is a fic that, yes, is about breaking down Anakin Skywalker until he goes along with whatever Obi-Wan wants, but it’s also a fic about something warm between them, something charismatic and hellishly engaging for me to read! And that’s where this fic gets me! All the things that I might have been wary about before stepping into it, that it’s so different from the canon I know and love, that this is such a different take on these characters, that it’s about murder and serial killings, is balanced by how there’s something that makes me root for these characters to be together, for Anakin to stop struggling between his two worlds, for me to be able to just dive right into the beautiful trash fire that these characters’ lives are. That there’s a glimmer of something I recognize still there and that I hold onto, that’s what really won my heart with this fic. That and it’s just incredibly engaging, that it doesn’t drag things out just to drag them out, but instead the pacing really allowed for showing the long journey these characters took, from the beginning to where they ultimately ended up, to show the how of Anakin’s slow breaking apart, in a way that a 20k fic just couldn’t have done. It was the perfect length and ended exactly how I would have wanted things to end and hit so, so many of my buttons along the way. I’m not kidding when I say there’s something incredibly charismatic about this story, that it appeals to the dark fic desires I have, while not trying to pretend to be something it’s not, yet still getting at that shipper heart of mine. It also has so many moments where I was just incredibly invested, where I wound up rooting for these characters (and I do think there’s a similarity to the NBC Hannibal in a really good way, it captured that same sense of heroes and villains and the connection between them even when they disagree morally) and was practically tied up into a pretzel by the end of the fic when I just so badly wanted them to somehow end up together. There’s also some really spectacularly satisfying sex, that chapter where there’s this moment of pause right before Obi-Wan finally pushes into him, that moment that is just full of everything that this means and lets the weight of it really sink in, that went along with the ridiculously hot porn, and that just made the whole thing better. All of this was a super satisfying fic and a hell of an experience that I’m glad I got to enjoy! ✦ untitled by subskywalker, obi-wan/anakin NSFW, modern au, ~1k Anakin could only hold onto the counter in the restroom and try to keep quiet as Ben gripped his hips hard enough to leave bruises and fuck into him. This ficlet came along at exactly the right time for what I needed to get me interested in reading Star Wars fic again, because it’s pwp and really only about the sex, it’s one of those that’s designed to appeal right to my id in that way that satisfies me, and, boy, did it do exactly that. Anakin getting fucked over a bathroom counter while Obi-Wan tells him to keep watching himself in the mirror, the slightly rough edge to the sex, the slight undercurrent of d/s to it, the satisfying and super hot sex, all of it just made my brain light up exactly as it was supposed to, god bless. ✦ Pursuit by Icse, obi-wan/anakin, nsfw, modern au, 8.5k wip Anakin Skywalker is a Grand Prix jumper transitioning into the Eventing world. While his scores are good during the cross-country and show jumping phases of Eventing, his dressage scores are abysmal. His sponsor sets him up as a working student for two-time Dressage Gold Medalist Ben Kenobi to help him pursue his dream of competing in the Olympics. Speaking of fics that have sparked me back into wanting to read more! This is another one that hits me right in the id, where it’s this soft-hearted modern AU fic that is clearly a work of love from the author and designed to appeal to what I want out of it, it’s just warm and soft and kind, even when it’s kind of angsty. But a fluffy kind of angst, which is exactly what I wanted! It’s a fic that’s meant to be picked up when you want something like a fuzzy blanket to wrap around you, when you just want an AU where it’s about the author’s love of horses and riding, where Anakin is a bit of a brat, where there’s flirting and pining on both sides, where the pacing is reasonably lengthy (and will probably be 15k when all finished, I guess) without being drawn out, and it’s just sweet and fun. It’s one of those fics that runs full-tilt at all the soft things in Obikin fandom and gives them the biggest hug and has such charm to it, that there’s such care and affection here, that the horse riding stuff is genuinely fun to read about and, ugh, I just love this and it’s like sinking into a warm, comforting bath when I get a new chapter. ✦ untitled by darthcuddles, obi-wan/anakin, modern au, ~1k Anakin rushes through the hall of the local vet, a black and white kitten in his jacket, and the blood of the little creature streaming down his chest. The nails are dug deeply into his skin, but he ignores his own pain for the little meows coming from the kitten. This is another fic that I read at the right time to perk me back up, because I just want kind and soft things right now, I want cute stories where these two love each other or are just meeting and are wildly attracted to each other and there’s an instant connection and such charm to the way it’s written. It’s a story for when you want a warm, fluffy blanket, a bite-sized ficlet that’s just really cute! ✦ untitled by frost-and-stars, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, ~1k gffa asked: SEXY MEME #15 - Make sure you leave a mark., Obikin. Anakin likes feeling the marks Obi-Wan leaves on him (biting? finger-shaped bruises on his hips? rope marks from where they pressed into his skin?), always urging for more, because he wants to see them the next day and be reminded! Oh, this may be short, a little over 250 words, but it was exactly what I needed at the time it was posted and it’s beautifully written, frost-and-stars has a lovely way with the imagery in this piece, and lovely characterization as well in just a few lines. That Anakin is so greedy here, wants all the more even when he’s already getting fucked, wants the bruises and bites so that he can feel them again later, can remember them and know they were given by Obi-Wan, wants to push himself back onto Obi-Wan all the harder, even as Obi-Wan is already taking him apart, oh, it’s just my favorite Anakin. The desperate, greedy one who loves so deeply and wants this so very, very much. Beautiful and super hot, bless. ✦ untitled by mthingthepoint, obi-wan/anakin/padme, dragon!anakin, ~1k puelhathnofury asked: YOU OWE ME THE PREQUELS DRAGON OT3 Oh, I really enjoyed this! It’s short and of course I would have loved more, but as a snippet ficlet there’s such lovely imagery here, the way Obi-Wan and Padme balance this wild, powerful creature that is Anakin, that they help soothe over his rough spots, and you can see why they fall in love with this brilliant creature. It’s lovely for how they want him as well, and how much it caught my imagination and started spinning things out of it. A lovely read! ✦ Sky Walkers by esama, anakin & rex & hevy & fives & echo, 3.8k In which some clones rescue a Jedi in the deserts of Tatooine (aka, Jedi as a species of living spaceships because, y'know, why not? This is one of those fics that’s delightfully weird and knows it, just embraces that and has a fun, light-hearted time about it! It explains what you need to know, but doesn’t go any further than it needs to, so instead it’s just this fun, odd read that’s engaging, where Jedi are living spaceships and the clone squad comes across Anakin on Tatooine and it’s adorable and sad and weird and fun all at the same time! ✦ Identity by madame_alexandra, 353.9k A distress signal reaches Coruscant after the Empire’s demise, claiming to be the beacon of Bail Organa. what would the reappearance of Leia’s adoptive father mean for her life in a post ROTJ context. What would he think of Han Solo, and what could he tell her about the dark shadow of her heritage? H/L; significantly AU, I suppose. I picked this fic up because I was really curious to see what a fic that brought Bail Organa back would be like and I found a story that is very, very well-written, though it feels more Legends-based and it’s very, very much a Han/Leia story. I think, if you’re a fan of the pairing, this fic is going to be absolute catnip, you’ll roll around in it and have stuff to read for days and it will keep you totally enthralled! For those on the fence, the fic does prioritize that relationship above everything else and I found myself wishing that the other people in Leia’s life had some kind of narrative weight to them, because this is basically entirely about the Han/Leia relationship, how they are everything to each other, how they become each other’s whole world, how their time together is full of banter and love and everything else they’re trying to process after the war–but I couldn’t fault the fic for it, it’s tagged the right way and it’s obvious the fic is having a great time and embracing what it wants to embrace, and if this had been the ship of my heart, I’d have written a five paragraph long flailing screed about it and nothing could have stopped me! I recommend it because I think it will appeal to Han/Leia fans and I did enjoy the parts I read (though, it took about 50k for them to find Bail, this is a very slow burn of a fic, though, I wouldn’t say it drags! the whole point is the journey there) and it’s a nice fic to have in the fandom! ✦ Disappointment by Icse, obi-wan/anakin, au, a/b/o, 1.6k All Anakin wants is a child. As an omega and the Prince Consort with access to the best doctors in the Galaxy, it shouldn’t be this hard to get pregnant. He can’t help but feel like a disappointment at yet another failure. This is another fic that’s about embracing a trope and a thing that has personal meaning for the author, you can feel that coming through, but it was such a sweet and kind-hearted story, that it was about working through something and the crushing feelings that of course Anakin would feel, how he has these mood spirals when things don’t go well, and that can be cathartic to write and/or read for the audience. But that ultimately it was a hopeful story, that Anakin is going through these difficult feelings and it’s not like a hug can just magic them away or anything, but Obi-Wan is so in love with him and devoted to him that they’ll find a way to muddle through together. It was lovely and perfect exactly as it was, I’m so glad the author shared it with us.

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