#what because of 'no'? wait is it because of ochako?

[epickiya722]

You folks are breaking my heart, for real. (╥﹏╥)

You really out here thinking BakuDeku won't be close anymore after 431 (a chapter that can freely be ignored, if you choose) when we all know darn well the moment they arrived to their respective homes they texted or called each other to tell the other they made home safely and discuss their next meet-up?

Just because Midoriya said "no" one time doesn't mean the relationship is forever tattered.

You can say no about something to someone and still be close to that person, especially if said person understands you and respects your decision. Which I'm sure Katsuki Bakugou is capable of.

Come on!

Like, "no" is really going to stop those two from ever talking again and fighting villains together. As if they won't go see the next All Might documentary or something together.

[chiquilines]

Found a new brush and i love it so much!! The togachako just happened

[missdynamighttt]

↳ ❝ THERE'S NO ONE LIKE YOU, SWEETS. ❞

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ synopsis: in which, you make what feels like the worst decision of your life—getting into a hot tub with your fake boyfriend, katsuki bakugou.

starring: fake boyfriend! katsuki bakugou x oblivious! reader ⍣ ೋ

disclaimers!: fake established relationship, prefers ass, humping/ grinding, a little degradation, fingering, oral sex (f! receiving), sexual stuff in water

note: pro hero! katsuki drabble, usage of "woman", "sweets" "baby", "slut", fem reader, fake relationship trope, inspired by to all the boys ive loved before hot tub/ jacuzzi scene. I KNOW I HAVE A POLL, I PROMISE ILL GET TO THAT, JUST NEEDED TO GET THIS OFF OF MY CHEST💜💜

╰┈➤ ❝ [this is so stupid...] ❞ you mumble, walking down the hallway to the pool area, your arms crossed as the cold winter breeze hits your skin.

somehow, kirishima talked you into confronting your 'boyfriend', katsuki bakugou, after he started ignoring you in the class 1A ski-trip/christmas party this year.

"c'mon, girl, hes probably waiting for you in the hot tub 'nyway. get in there, and get him!"

it was only supposed to be a fake arrangement between you two. to be honest, you're not even sure why hes mad. but he was.

the hand-holding, hugs and kisses started to feel too real, the closeness felt too intimate. it was all getting in your head so you distanced yourself from him, sitting next to ochako in the bus instead of katsuki.

katsuki needed to get his ranks up in the charts and you needed publicity. that was all there was to it. supposed to be, anyway.

you reach the pool area and thats when you see him. katsuki bakugo. in the hot tub. shirtless. and in swimming trunks. he's lounging with his eyes shut and eyebrows furrowed, letting the heat and jets of the tub ease his muscles.

you catch your bottom lip between your teeth. you draw closer to the hot tub, perching yourself on the ledge across from katsuki, not getting in the water because you had a night gown on. for now.

though his eyes are closed, a slight shift in his demeanor reveals that he's aware of your presence. even in his attempt to maintain a façade of calm, the subtle tension in his shoulders and the tightening of his jaw betray his awareness of you.

"katsuki?" you tilt your head, trying to get his attention.

when he doesn't respond, you scoff, crossing your arms.

"wow, katsuki, real mature."

his eyebrow twitches at the comment on his maturity, his eyes flutter open. he looks at you with an unimpressed stare, his expression a mix of annoyance and... something else.

"oh, because you're a real shinin' example of maturity," he retorts, his voice tinged with sarcasm.

you frown at him. "seriously, why are you mad at me? and don't go yappin' about how you're not mad, i can tell."

"why do you think?" he grumbles, unable to meet your eyes as his cheeks tinged pink.

"...you've been hangin' around with round cheeks all fuckin' day."

that was all he was mad about? is he.. no. he couldn't be jealous. he had no reason to.

"that... that shouldn't matter."

"well, it does matter, goddamn it," he mutters angrily as his scowl deepens, his jaw clenching in frustration.

"you don't get it, do you? you're my girlfriend, you were supposed to sit with me."

"fake girlfriend-"

"i don't give a flyin' fuck. you're still my girlfriend, woman, fake or not. i expected you to sit with me. and instead, what do i see? you hangin' out with fuckin..."

he lets out an exasperated sigh, raking a hand through his wet hair. he looks like he's trying to find the right words to express his feelings without coming across as too jealous or vulnerable.

"fuck. fuck, i'm... i'm not tryna control you, okay? but it bugs the shit out of me. it bugs me that you were hanging with round face. it bugs me that you sat next to her instead of me."

katsuki's gaze softens at your quiet, conflicted expression. he sighs again, his eyes briefly darting away from you before he continues.

"i... i even brought your damn favorite snacks in case you got hungry," he mutters, his voice tinged with embarrassment. "i thought, we could have sat together and, you know..."

you look up at him, a hint of surprise widening your eyes. you contemplate how to continue, trying to lighten the mood with a soft smile. "do you... still have some left over?"

katsuki scoffs at the attempt to change the mood, but can't help the brief spark of amusement that flickers in his eyes.

"no, obviously," he replies with a roll of his eyes. "i ate some and gave kirishima the rest after you decided to ditch me."

"rude."

"damn right, it was rude. tch, ditchin' me like that."

you let out a soft chuckle, shaking your head, looking at him with a soft gaze. "i'm.. i'm sorry i didn't sit next to you."

katsuki's ears turned slightly pink as he hears your apology. he glances at you hesitantly before looking away again, trying to maintain his aloof demeanor.

"yeah, well, apology accepted, i guess," he mutters, his voice lacking its usual sharpness.

you nod, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. after a brief moment of silence, you gather your courage and shed your nightgown, revealing your bare skin as you slowly step into the warm embrace of the hot tub.

katsuki's eyes widen as you stripped, his heart rate speeding up at the sight of you in just a pair of black bra and panties. his eyes roam over your body greedily, taking in every curve and contour.

he clears his throat, his gaze is fixed on your figure as you step into the hot tub, the warm water enveloping you. he tries to keep his thoughts in check, but the sight of you like this, almost naked, is making it incredibly hard (like his dick).

"damn..." he mutters, his voice barely above a whisper. "what are you doing to me, sweets?"

you look at him with eyebrows raised, a soft smile formed on your lips. "hm?"

he takes a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. the water laps around you two, creating a sense of intimacy, and it only adds to the tension.

"seriously, do you have to look like that right now?"

"like what?"

"like... that," his voice is hoarse, gesturing vaguely at your form. "like you're tryna drive me crazy."

katsuki reaches out, his hand hovering just above your torso before finally making contact, his fingers gently carressing the curve of your waist. his hand felt so warm, almost competing with the heat in his eyes now mixed with his raw desire for you.

"damn it, woman. you're killin' me here..."

"can i apologize for that too?"

"i'll forgive you... under one condition," he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. his hand slowly roams over your bare skin, exploring your body with a newfound confidence.

he pulls you closer, the water sloshing around you as he guides you onto his lap. his arms encircle your waist firmly, every contour and dip of your bodies fitting perfectly against each other. the corners of his mouth tug to a grin."sit here for me."

your eyes widen in surprise as you feel a rush of heat across your cheeks. you could feel his hot, raging boner, pressing up against your cunt through the thin, pathetic fabric you call panties.

a cheeky grin spreads across your face. "katsuki, is that...?"

he groans, his voice low and gruff with frustrated desire. "just shut the fuck up, sweets."

his hands grip your hips, fingers digging into your skin as he pulls you nearer, his lips crashing against yours in a heated, hungry kiss. his tongue dances with yours, greedy and demanding.

the kiss was intense, filled with pent-up longing and need and so much words both of you couldn't say.

he keeps you trapped against his body with his arms in the hot tub, his touch both tender and possessive.

"such a nice fuckin' ass.." he whispers, groping and massaging your doughy ass before pulling you back in for a deeper kiss.

your arms are wrapped around his neck, your fingers tangled in his hair as you grind on his hard-on, a little embarassed as you feel your panties dampen more from the water and your slick but can't help but want him. need him.

"fuck," he groans, feeling his cock get so painfully hard just from you humping him. "you little.."

your breath hitches when you felt his hand slide down your inner thigh, tugging the pathetic g-string to the side. he enters a finger inside of you, seperating your folds, feeling your warm pussy and your wet slick in the midst of the water. "k-katsuki-"

"aww, this all for me, sweets?" he coos, watching you whimper as he rubs your aching clit.

you pout as you grind against his hand, desperate for friction. your teeth sink into your lip as he put a second finger, your eyes glistening with a mixture of desire and greed. "so what if it is..?"

"that fucking eager for me, huh?" he chuckles darkly, his fingers enveloped by the warmth of your pussy as he curls them inside of you. "gonna take it all for me, yeah?"

you nodded, clinging onto him like a lifeline, whimpering and mewling choked versions of his name. "fuck, fuck.. kat- katsu.. katsuki..."

katsuki groans at the sound of his name on your lips, his hand your hips grip you tighter, pulling you closer, while curling his thick digits against your sensitive spots, the sound of your lewd noises music to his ears.

"see my fingers fuckin' you, baby?" he mutters, his lips find your neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your tender skin. "only i can make your pretty pussy feel this good, yeah?"

"mhm," you manage. despite the embarrassment, you can't help but give in to the heat building between you.

his eyes lock onto yours, his voice sultry and mean. "you know, you're such a fuckin' slut. lettin' me finger you like this where anyone can see us."

a loud moan escapes your lips as your pussy clenches around his fingers at the name. you couldn't help it. fuck, he was so, so mean. and you fucking loved it.

a cocky grin spreads across his face, letting out a low chuckle. "oh? you like it when i call you a slut?" he taunts, bringing a grin to his face at your reaction. "can't believe you're into that shit, sweets."

"it's your fault- fuck.."

"oh? blamin' me now?" he taunts, a cocky expression on his face. "thought you were more.. mature than that."

katsuki flaps his fingers faster inside of you, abandoning the slow, careful pace of curling he did earlier. your slick and the hot tub water moistens his fingers, yet you can still smell the faint hit of your cunt.

"katsukiii! fuck, fuck, fuck. too much, too much..."

"just look at you, sweets. takin' my fingers like a champ, such a good fuckin' girl," he coos, his filthy praises making your pussy clench around his fingers.

"bet you wanted this as much as i did, did you?"

"n-no-"

"bullshit. if you don't, tell me to stop right now."

"sh-shit, no.. don't stop, please.. please, i need you.."

"that's what i thought," his grin widens, his hand that had been resting on your hip moves lower, tapping your leg gently. "lift your hips up for me."

with a nod, you comply, the water rippling around you as it drips out of your legs, katsuki finally seeing your sweet little cunt without the transluscent filter of the water. his grip on your thigh tightens slightly, letting out a shaky exhale as he rubs your clit.

"you close, sweets?" he glances up at you, his eyes meeting yours, feeling you nod before he leans in for a long, lingering kiss.

"cum on my face, 'kay?" he utters softly after pulling away, leaning down on your sweet cunt before lapping his tongue away at your aching slit while still pumping his fingers full of you.

his tongue felt so good. he felt so good, it hurts. all you could smell was the intoxicating scent of your cunt and katsuki's saliva sloshed together.

"katsuki..." you can't help but let out a lewd mewl, whimpering as wave after wave of pleasure courses through your body.

"there's no one like you, sweets," katsuki groans into your pussy, the loud sounds he was making as he ate you out while he fucked his fingers into you was just so lewd. when it felt so good. when anyone could catch you doing this. "cum on my face, baby, c'mon.."

you shudder from the pleasure from his touch as you feel your release, chest heaving up and down as you catch your breath. though, his tongue kept flicking at your clit, pumping his fingers in and out of you as you ride your high.

your post-nut clarity kicks in. fuck, you just.. let katsuki bakugo, your fake boyfriend, not only finger you but you let him eat you out. it doesn't matter you were into him. he was still your fake boyfriend.

and not just anywhere, no. but in the damn hot tub. where anyone could've seen you. the worst part? you enjoyed it to your core.

before you can think loudly again, you feel his lips brush gently against your cheek. you turn to look at him, a little surprised at the sudden show of tenderness after the heated moment as your eyes meet. you take in the disheveled sight of him, his hair damp and wet as he catches his breath, your mind still trying to catch up to the events of tonight.

"sweets... my room. now. please."

should i do part 2 guys lmaolmao hope you enjoyed 💜💜

[bruciemilf]

Wish there was more content about Iida and Ochako acting like Izuku’s pseudo-parents because the comedic potential is crazy.

“You know what? As a young woman in a traditionalist society, I refuse to be parentified! Deku can do whatever he likes.”

“Agreed! As a young man heavily burdened by the expectation of being a good role model, I don’t need additional responsibility. We’re just his friends and we mustn’t overpass that.”

Kirishima frowns, “Guys, I just asked if you wanted to order pizza.”

“Just make sure they do NOT cook it with or around olive oil. Deku is allergic. He also needs exactly 5 mushrooms on every slice or he won’t eat it.”

“And for god’s sake, PLEASE remind them to include the All Might figurine. They forgot it last time and we never heard the end of it.”

Yeah, they totally don’t want to be his parents.

Mina would say something, but she and Kirishima more or less adopted Bakugou with Mitsuki’s permission, much to the blonde’s angry dismay.

Izuku is permanently unaware about this. He just thinks ‘oh, very normal and very ordinary friendship dynamic. Maybe I’m just autistic’ and leaves it at that.

He doesn’t start thinking about it until ‘Kacchan 💥♥️’ pops up across his screen, and he answers faster than thought,

“Hi, Kacchan! How are you? Have you eaten yet? Should I bring you some treats? I’ve been trying this new recipe for popcorn macaroons,—“

“Tell me later, nerd. Put Cyclops on the phone, I gotta ask him if it’s cool I take you out to dinner this Friday.”

“…Kacchan, you could just… Ask my dad? I’m pretty sure he hasn’t blocked my number again.”

“Babe, you’re so fucking funny. Put Four Eyes on.”

Izuku then proceeded to stay in place and listen to Iida negotiate a curfew for 20 minutes. Then confirm it with Kirishima and Mina as well as Auntie and uncle.

And when he gets HURT?

He does have to slightly lean down so Uraraka can pinch his ear. “You are in SO much trouble, young man! Just wait till Iida hears about this!”

He asks All Might if it’s normal for friends to give him timeouts and he just responds with, “Of course it is. Aizawa always does it.”

[hamzfreak]

i pray that i can learn to be funny, im watching every stand up comedy.

__

Tonight everyone in class 1A was meeting up at a fancy restaurant. Aizawa was doing something nice for the class because he knew all of you worked hard when fighting villains.

So you put on your skims dress and a dark blue sweater. You slipped on your new, black converse, grabbed your purse, and walked downstairs to wait.

The bus ride was long and you were next to tsu and ochako because you offered to take the middle seat. They stared at your screen as you scrolled through tiktok, giggling every once in a while.

When you finally got to the restaurant, the workers looked like they were gonna pass out after they saw all the people, pushing tables together so that all of you could fit.

You sat next to Bakugo.

"UGHHHH. Do i have to sit next to her?" Bakugo groaned, looking at Aizawa.

"Not if someone is willing to switch with you. Anyone?" Aizawa asked, looking around. No one made a peep because they wanted to sit close to their friends. I was next to ochako but she was way too busy talking to izuku so i was stuck talking to Bakugo, i don't mind, but he might.

He stared at you, red eyes reflecting the dim light.

"If you're gonna stare, at least buy me dinner first." You chuckled, watching him quickly move his eyes to the waiter. "Shut up, i would never go on a date with someone like you." He murmured, looking at the menu. "Oh cmon, you love me don't you?" You groaned, looking at his beautiful blonde hair. He looked at you, eyebrows furrowing. "Oh you wish you could have me, y/n." He croaked. "Wow you remembered my name? Im flattered." You chimed. You saw a small smile on his face.

"You want gum?" You whispered. He turned his head. "We're about to get our food. " He growled. "It's gonna be a long wait though." You shrugged. "What's the catch?" He replied. "No catch babes." You said, taking out a pack of gum and holding it out for him to take a piece. He looked at the gum, then at you, then back at the gum. He grabbed a piece, opened it, put it in his mouth, and began to chew.

You looked at his mouth for a minute then spoke. "I put something in the gum." You added, knowing damn well you put nothing in the gum.

His eyes widened. "What?" He growled. You tried to keep a straight face as he looked shocked, but you couldn't. So you began to laugh.

"You should've seen the look on your face!" You said as you kept laughing. He rolled his eyes and looked at the table, a few chuckles coming out his mouth.

"Did you just laugh? I made you laugh, didn't I!" You reported, grabbing his shoulder. You felt the blush come onto your cheeks. He didn't push you off his shoulder, he just smiled at you.

[miyamoratsumuu]

003. PRE-CONCERT RITUAL!!! (⌨)

PUSH AND PULL masterlist 〣 mha masterlist

👉🏼 what's today's mood?

"how's the food?" shoto finished chewing before asking the group about your meals. the five of you were in a dimly lit restaurant, an extravagant chandelier decorated the center of the ceiling, and white columns surrounded the other tables around you. light chatter filled the room, as loud laughter came from the younger patrons of the establishment.

"this is probably the best dinner I've ever had! thank you so much again, todoroki!" ochako, who was on your left, nudged you with her elbow. causing you to look up from your food. seated right across from you was hitoshi, thanking shoto, who was on his right, for the meal as well. and at shoto's other side was izuku, distracted with his own meal.

shoto's attention was shifted to you as you gave him a smile. "yeah, really! I thought lunch was great but this is a game changer! I'm famished after all that shopping too."

hitoshi chuckled and looked up from his plate to send you a remark. "uh huh, and after all that getting lost, yeah." you raised an eyebrow and immediately quipped back.

"you know I'm this close to sewing your mouth shut." you gesture with your fingers as if to emphasize your point. hitoshi only rolled his eyes and sipped from the drink in his hand.

conversation within your group continued as the night went on. soon, one by one, all of you began to finish your meals. as you took the last bite of your food, you raised your hand to cover your mouth seeing as it was a spoonful of food. you were so distracted with the story ochako was excitedly telling the group, that you didn't notice a pair of eyes on you.

"hey." hitoshi spoke up just as ochako just finished telling her story. all eyes were on him as you stopped chewing midway to be able to hear him better.

"thought I told you that you didn't need to cover your mouth when you ate? you don't even chew with your mouth open, what's the point." he spotted a few crumbs of your food on your lips and handed you a napkin. his eyes were still on you while yours were on him. the rest of the group only exchanged glances as your interaction went on. caught off guard by what he said, you tease back.

"oh? admit it, you just want to be able to see my face 24/7, toshi." a playful smirk was on your lips as you wiped them with the napkin he handed you.

"shut it. you covering your face just looks worse than when you don't. no one's looking at you anyway."

"but you were?" shoto remarked right after.

"no I wasn't."

"then how could you have noticed her covering her mouth?" effectively, hitoshi's lips were pulled into a thin line. you could only look back and forth between the two men. you coud hear ochako giggling from beside you, and from your peripheral vision, izuku looked at hitoshi with sympathy.

"just finish your food so we could leave already." shoto tilted his head in confusion to hitoshi's reply. the latter sending you a glare when he heard you laugh at how red his ears were. though you decided not to tease him more for it, and let him breathe for now.

NOTES⭑.ᐟ

⤹ these "pre-concert" rituals is something that the group does the day before a concert! each of them take turns to host/plan it, but most of the time, izuku helps with the schedule/timeslots for each activity.

⤹ izuku let out the most audible gasp ever when they found out where they were going to have lunch.

⤹ he wasn't able to tweet as much as the others either because he was their "designated photographer" for the day.

⤹ hitoshi complains about how much shoto "spoils" the group whenever he hosts for the day. but whenever it's hitoshi's turn to host, he does everything in his power to make sure everyone has the best time of their lives too.

⤹ while they were lost in the mall, ochako and y/n wanted to check if they could buy something for themselves while waiting for the boys. they hadn't realized shoto took them to one of those rich people malls before that.

⤹ most of y/n and hitoshi's tweets are just them bickering amongst themselves.

⤹ shoto and y/n's duet was them singing "love is an open door" from frozen

⤹ before heading back home, the group decided to take a walk around the street near the karaoke bar. it was cold out, and hitoshi insisted that y/n borrowed his hoodie despite him acting bitter about it not being given back to him.

PUSH AND PULL

➢ for a while now, she's had feelings for the online friend she met months ago through similar preferences in music. they get along well, and he seems to take interest in her too. until she caught the attention of her favorite band's drummer, katsuki bakugou. who would be the victor of her heart in the end?

➢ taglist: open!!

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@lixie-phoria @whenanafallsinlove @augustraine @chuugarettes @morganadorodo

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a/n: I feel like I went a little too crazy over the y/n and shinsou interactions on this one LMAO it's essential for the plot though!!! I think!!!

[darkcircles4lyfe]

WAIT

I’m sorry I only just now found out about Himiko taking the All Might keychain holy shhdkfjhfk why are we not making a bigger deal out of this!! I knew that if the keychain appeared again, the context would be extremely important.

It was symbolic of Ochako hiding away her crush, and also her admiration of Izuku’s All Might -like traits, mainly his self sacrifice. Taking the keychain seems to suggest relieving Ochako of that emulation. Now she’s the one being saved. And again, for this to fully be a positive thing for Ochako, it shouldn’t result in Himiko’s death because Ochako has already dealt with that guilt enough, and it’s time for a real win.

Considering that this moment of Himiko giving Ochako her blood is an act of reciprocating genuine love, there’s a sense of finality. The keychain is gone, and with it her romantic attachment to Izuku, because the void of unrequited love is now being filled by Himiko. Literally.

Like I can’t stress enough how this sudden but understated appearance speaks volumes hidden in plain sight. If this isn’t a smoking gun for putting *that ship to rest, I don’t know what is.

[beware-thecrow]

I fucking hate BNHA The last panel about "granma is here" in fact further proves my point on another post of how empty and nonsensical BNHA became in the last arc because AfO wanting Tomura from the very beginning made impossible for him to be saved anyway, which means all his beef with the heroes became unjustified and his speech about violence and heroes and villains held no importance in the end. Why?

Because you cannot have a character built over the premise that society was so corrupt and selfish that put a little boy in the bad bad villain's reach for 5 arcs, to then say "oh, wait. He was fucked anyway because the bad bad guy was behind everything all along"

A bad bad guy not even all might in his prime could defeat, so it doesn't matter if people would or wouldn't help others. "It's all bad bad guy's fault anyway and he's practically immortal." Perfect, now we know granma didn't stand a chance against AfO, he planned this.

The whole idea of a society that relies on heroes too much instead of everyone doing their part from kindness falls like a house of cards if you have an evil so corrupt that none of said kindness will mean a thing. The moment Horikoshi went from "Tomura was found by AfO" to "Tomura was planned by AfO" the core theme of his series crumbled down. The league as a device lost its meaning, the characters that composed it became unjustified because whatever motivation they had was in fact a manipulation from the greater evil. And this applies to everyone.

What's the point in Toga and Twice calling out the lack of help for people with mental illness and problematic quirks if the message still is "If you do bad things out of despair no one will help you and you'll get killed." And yes, Toga died loved, Toga wanted to be loved, but she didn't wanted to die?? She was literally an abandoned child who found a family and ended up dying giving blood to the same girl she stabbed. And yeah, it's kinda poetic she died giving blood instead of taking it, but what was the point if she doesn't get to know she's loved? Further more, are we really to believe Ochako loved Toga? A girl she literally didn't know. Sorry, but once I got lost in a mall and a police officer helped me find my mom, that doesn't mean the officer loved me. And yeah, Ochako tried her best to be a good hero, but it's not about what the characters do, it's what the story tells you it happens with what they do. The story just told you the ill and abandoned die in the end before anyone helps them. And they die hunted by the police. What's the point of Touya as a whole? oh, wait. I know, it must be very awful for Endeavor to be such a bad person, his child ended up incapacitated. Very hard on Endeavor. Fuck Dabi being turned into a piece of charcoal, IT'S HARD ON HIS DAD.

What's the point in Spinner pointing out discrimination and people following him if in the end we got that he should have stayed in his lane, in his room, friendless because he only went out to be seen by someone who accepted him, just to have that person tortured in front of him before he was killed. And for what? For a teen to tell him "Yo, bro. I punched your bestie to death, make a comic about it. Btw you'll be staying in jail forever. So so sorry for you guys." Proving once again, murder is okay if you are on the right side of the story. No matter how much compassion, Tomura showed Spinner, or how much he suffered through life. Heroes had the right to kill him, and there was nothing Spinner (who legit loved his friend) could do about it because AfO had taken over. Again, another good character turned pointless, with a pointless point of view, with a pointless conclusion because he can tell the story of Tomura Shigaraki all he wants FROM JAIL, but under the public eye Tomura will go down as an insane mass murderer either way since looking at him in any other light would inevitably make a target of Izuku for killing him and that won't happen. You cannot have "the best hero ever" and "he killed this dude that was kinda right" in the same sentence. It doesn't make sense. Not to mention his case against discrimination went nowhere since everyone who followed him became a villain and the only person who actually makes a point about discrimination ends up being Deku on another, totally different chapter that had nothing to do with Spinner. And...he's a hero so he can say whatever he wants, we go back to "questioning bad, unless a hero says it" and "people are really that horrible in BNHA universe".

Tomura's case it's even more fucked because even when he said he didn't want a future, every single wish he had fell flat. His hatred for not being saved as a child proved to be out of anyone's control, his desire to destroy society didn't land because nothing really changed. There are still schools for child soldiers, and people are still not questioning the violence heroes use to keep the status quo, and certainly no one is wondering how is that a couple of heroes were able to kill a couple of villains (because so far Hawks still has a job). His friends ended up dead or locked away, and the child in him that begged to be saved ended up...being not. In the end, we got a suffering festival for Tomura, from his granma being pushed to drop her kid, his dad being tricked, his parents getting killed in front of him, Mon-chan and Hana's memory squeezed dry and young Tenko asking for help while Tomura was assaulted by his creepy guardian for 200 chapters straight just to tell us that Deku at sixteen was a great hero for putting a twenty one-year-old dissociated guy out of his misery like a euthanized dog. And for what? To finish a guy who was infatuated with his dead brother AND THAT COULD HAVE BEEN EXECUTED IN JAIL LIKE...300 CHAPTERS AGO, since the manga already made the point that villains can be executed with little repercussion, and it can be justified if said villain it's a threat. Then...why was AfO alive to begin with? Oh, I guess this is something we can trust to a 16 year old instead of... the government or whatever. And yeah, these are tragic figures, they certainly are, but you can hardly claim that they achieved anything in the end because the first premise of the league, why it was formed and why they joined was

To live as we want/are. And now they are dead, or locked away, or bedridden crispy for something that was planted by someone else from the very beginning. And what they believed didn't change anything in the end because it's not like the public saw them do something meaningful but, again, they are being told what to believe, by whom? BY THE HEROES. Are we really arguing that Iguchi's comic will change society? ARE WE FOR REAL????? Have you ever read the story of Jesus Christ? he died for our sins by Marvel. And on top of that as the last nail in the coffin to prove that NOTHING changed, Hawks really said rebranding + target audience =📈🤙🏼 StOnKS✨ I wish I was joking.

[prettyboykatsuki]

ochako....ochako at the start of her adulthood desperate to get laid... she goes on apps and stuff posting just from the neck down and making her profile about needing discretion. she's so horny and so desperate and she gets a lot of attention because she's hot which feels good.

but there's no one she really wants to hook up with until she looks at your profile. its short and to the point and the pictures you've posted don't show much but when she gets to messaging you she finds you charming and charismatic.

so you go back and forth and text like that. for too long. much longer than anyone who is just trying to lose their virginity should. it escalates from texts to sexting faster than it should and she finds herself doing increasingly risky things with you... touching herself to your texts and voice notes until it all bubbles over

you have phone sex. its the first time you talk on the phone and she gets so wet so fast she can barely stand it... you talk her through her orgasms. where to touch and how, how you would touch her - and by the end she's practically sobbing from how horny she still is even after cumming.

it's the first time you ever mention meeting up. you've been avoiding it probably able to tell how nervous she is. and she's so nervous and definitely a bad idea because she knows so little about you but she decides to say fuck it and meet up.

you meet up at the station first and you're different from how she pictured in a good way. you smile and laugh a little more in person and you do your best not to make her anxious. it feels like a date (read: it is a date, even if she can't tell) but it's clear by the end of the night you're going to fuck one way or another.

so you end up a nice love hotel. the fancy kind with lots of privacy per her request. you're all nice and casual even as you get in the room but her heart is pounding.

she takes a shower and waits for you, and when it's finally time to have sex she confesses to you she's a virgin and has no idea what she's doing.

and you just pause and. break out into laughter. she gets all huffy with you of course but you shake your head and hold her hand.

"yeah i kinda figured that out beautiful," you hum it to her so soft and sincere. "but if you don't mind, neither do i. don't feel bad if you get cold feet though,"

but how could she? when you've spent all day around her being nice and gentle and she knows you want to fuck her at least as much as she wants to fuck you. she's so nervous she could die but she's wet before you even lay a hand on her. of course she wouldn't back out now.

"i don't mind," soft and determined like always. "want you to fuck me."

you smile at her - cheeky and mischievous. "your wish is my command."

[epickiya722]

Soooo... we're just gonna ignore that maybe Himiko has that All Might keychain?? The last time I seen that thing was in her hand in 395...

What if Himiko has it? What if that is symbolizing Ochako letting go of her "feelings" of Izuku?

Her realizing she doesn't like him, but her being like him?

I said it before that Izuku and her work like mirrors.

Their relationships with a feral blond (Izuku - Katsuki, Ochako - Himiko) who has a quirk related to a body substance (Katsuki - sweat, Himiko - blood) and is judged by people because of who they are

A quirk that makes them weightless

Similar personalities

Round physical features and look like their mothers

Loses some of those physical features (Ochako's blush is gone and Izuku loses freckles)

Wanted to be a hero after seeing a hero rescue people who made people smile

Both wanted to save a villain who were children mistreated by society

Ochako even brings up what if she and Himiko had been childhood friends? Hm... weren't Izuku and Katsuki childhood friends?!

What if they were meant to be seen as reflections to each and to contemplate on themselves?

Some people don't realize something about themselves until they come around someone just like them. Until they really look in the mirror.

People keep bringing up the "the female and male leads get together thing", but recall that when that happens... THE LEADS ARE OPPOSITE OF EACH OTHER.

Ochako and Izuku aren't. They're alike.

WAIT. I SAID THIS BEFORE HELLO?!

[zorosbeau33]

They have a crush~ Momo Yaoyorozu Headcanon

❖ MHA/BNHA, Momo x genderless reader

❖ Headcanon, possible series part 1, fluff, romance

❖ No trigger warnings today!

❖ wc: 850

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My first time writing for one of the gals! Inspired by my friend and her love of "Wamins!"

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Momo is such a doting partner lets begin with that however, she is also a romantic who has seen most romance through her rich and eccentric parents, or through cheesy romance movies and fanfiction

She would totally have a little tumblr anonymous blog all about her crush on you long before she felt confident it was more than just a fleeting sensation.

Would totally have little lyric snippets about her feelings for you as posts to go as her status for that morning or lunch or tea time or dinner etc “When I see your face there's not a thing that I would change~” “Oh I can’t believe its happening to me! Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this!” 

Several friends have caught on and know about it, some even send her little memes or romantic posts they think she’d like or relate to!

Or some memes to tease her for her crush as friends do

Expect her to blush and stammer and stutter around you, eyes lighting up if you ask to do something together

It can be work, fun, or just food she is as happy as the first time the others went to her house

This tall beautiful girl is so in love with you, she is total puppy eyes for anything you do

If you hug her she may short circuit for a moment out of complete joy and panic before hugging you back gently

She is not super strong like some other heroes but she does work out and she never wants to press even slightly too hard when she reaches for you

Queen of respecting your space, she strictly adheres to your boundaries and won’t even ask if they’ve changed when you both get closer. So if you start out not wanting skinship as that is something you reserve for people you’re really close with you will need to be the one to bring it up if you change your mind.

Seriously out of respect, she may not realize if you just try to hold her hand or hug her after you’ve gotten closer, she is daintily stepping out of reach thinking you had moved closer unintentionally and she doesn’t want to erode your trust in her even by accidentally breaking your space bubble

A Momo with a crush will slowly gain more confidence as she gets positive feedback from you. Of course, all of it anonymously goes on her blog, and she talks it out with her friends to make sure she isn’t missing anything and to plan her next steps

Bless their hearts, they help ground this romantic in reality a bit so she doesn’t end up confessing way too soon and way too publicly or dramatically to the point it might feel like a staged prank

Todoroki is sitting on her bed absolutely clueless as he listens to her babble excitedly to Tsu, Ochako, Jiro, and Hitoshi. Surprisingly other than his small mumbled words of surprise at relationship things in general makes good points for her and the others by just using logic and his level-headed reasoning. 

He is also your biggest supporter of you two getting together because he sees how happy you make her and that alone makes him smile and tell you you have his full support…to what you didn’t know and Momo was too embarrassed and stunned to explain when he just walked off afterward

She can make anything with her body so long as she knows the molecular compound, or buy anything for you with her money. But she is too romantic for that, she insists on learning how to handcraft something for you

Lots of little love notes end up in your mailbox, hand scrapbooked edges and lace envelopes without a name

She moves slowly and lets you realize on your own through the small touches here, words of affirmation, handwritten letters, and small handcrafted gifts (even with bandaged fingers from failing at first to craft them properly) that she likes you

If you ask she will blush and stammer but tell you if you want to know then why don’t you go to the park with her that weekend and she’d answer you then

Like I said she is a romantic, It is clearly a date and she dresses up so beautifully and sets up a wonderful picnic on the grass by the stream

When you get there she’d finally confess unable to look you in the eyes as she plays with her fingers but admits she has liked you for a long time and asks if it’d be okay for her to act on those feelings today

Your hands being held together not only gets sent to the group chat while you two sit together and talk but posted to her blog as she adds a little dreams come true quote to it

Congratulations you have just gotten the sweetest woman as a girlfriend, she is going to dote and spoil you rotten. Please take gentle care of her heart, it's so fragile hold it carefully in your trusted hands

[aashi-heartfilia]

Why do we need a Ochako and Hawks conversation before the manga ends

I've been waiting for their conversation for centuries! Like these two definitely need to talk.

Ochako managed to do something that Hawks couldn't do. Toga and Twice both were really nice people and it's just their quirks led them to despair and they both realised this.

Hawks didn't wanna kill Jin Bubaigawara but he did because in his way, he was trying to be a hero, so he brutally killed his own friend but then what kind of hero does that? In MHA, there's a very thin line between heroes and villains and that has been pointed out several times.

Even with Ochako and Toga. Remember when Toga told Ochako how she used Ochako's quirk to kill a bunch of people during their 2nd battle? Ochako was horrified. The same quirk that Ochako uses to make everyone's problems weightless quite literally was used to kill people.

Ochako and Toga are very similar. They're both very cute and shy, they love to tie their hair up in buns, and even love the same boy which is why when Ochako wasn't able to empathize with Toga, she was hurt because she thought at least chako would understand...

Horikoshi loves to draw parallels between certain characters and their storylines and one such beautiful parallel is this...when later on Ochako notices Toga's tears in the final battle.

"She loved seeing people happy. So of course she zeroed in on her tears"

Beautiful narration, amazing storytelling

It is a way for us as readers to tell that Ochako has now grown, as she is now seeing Toga as a person, not as a villain, just as a person who was sad and crying.

Like it's outright stated for us in the manga, so I don't understand people who think Ochako never got any character development because this is exactly where she differs from Hawks ideology.

Hawks was able to sacrifice Twice for the greater good, even if he himself regretted it later. The Public Safety Hero commission must have made him do other terrible things as well and he might have killed some more villains in secret just like Nagant.

We can cut him some slack though cause he was just following the orders, but then so did Ochako. Tsu even points it out, that killing Toga would have been much easier just like Hawks suggested, but her friend Ochako took a harder route and is trying to confront her.

Plus, Hawks had a chance to correct his mistake and yet when Twice (actually Toga) appeared in the battlefield again, his first instinct was to kill him.

MHA is not a story about killing people for greater good. We've seen in the latest chapter how both Dabi and Endeavour survived the war and while Dabi would live for only some time, he would have some moments of peace with his father. They can at least try to heal what was broken.

Killing twice was definitely not a good idea cause his will continued within Toga. She took her revenge and killed so many heroes on the same battlefield. As long as their despair and sadness is not confronted, the problem is not yet solved. We've seen it with Toga and Shigaraki.

Which is why I said that Ochako passed where Hawks failed.

Both Toga and Twice died, but at least Toga died smiling, happily to save someone she loved. Twice died to save his comrades while Toga sacrificed herself to save Ochako, an act of true love by the so-called villains.

And this needs to be addressed.

Plus there has been too much of a teaser about it...

Hawks witnessed the impact of Ochako's speech in ch 325. And she was the last thing that came to his mind before passing out...

Plus even their covers are a big parallel!

So with all that being said, if Ochako and Hawks didn't have a conversation before this manga ends, it would really be such a missed opportunity and quite a shame.

~Sunshine

[lerrryyyyy]

Imagine Ochako as Izuku's most supportive wingwoman who enthusiastically helps Izuku with his attempts to get noticed by Shouto.

So, when nothing seems to be working, it's Ochako who gets offended on Izuku's behalf. Like, how dare Shouto not notice Izuku's sheer cuteness. It's even more frustrating because she had been pretty sure that Izuku's crush is reciprocated - so why isn't Shouto asking Izuku out on a date yet?!

(In actual fact, Shouto is immensely struggling not to combust anytime Midoriya so much as breathes in his direction).

Ochako getting so frustrated that she confronts Shouto about it.

"Why don't you like Deku-kun?"

"What?"

"Why aren't you asking him out? Don't you like him? Is he not cute enough for you? Not hot enough? He wore THE SHORTS for you--"

(Shouto definitely does NOT think back to thighs and--)

"-- and he's even wearing the cutest outfit with the newest official Shouto jacket today."

Shouto almost breaks his neck looking for Izuku - and quickly finds him wearing a jacket that looks like his hero costume.

"Todoroki-kun, your hair is on fire! ... wait... WAIT..." and Ochako follows his gaze. "OH MY GOD!!!"

[pikahlua]

Ahhh I meant to ask, if you do end up giving thoughts on the leaks, I would LOVE to know your thoughts and this epilogue’s endings for bakugou (obviously!) and ochako as well.. in detail pls hehe

Everyone and their dog apparently wants my thoughts on the chapter, and I have to say I just don't wanna give them in the detail people seem to crave. Look, the chapter is meh. It's just meh. There are some cute things that happen in it and it seems that's at the expense of consistency in the story. They clearly didn't think about the things they were implying hard enough. Oh, Izuku and Ochako just didn't fucking interact for 8 years after high school but NOW Izuku wants to talk more? What about Ochako's school program with children that seems RIGHT UP Izuku's alley? They're both practically pursuing the same thing but apparently never breathe each other's air. Despite not thinking about each other for literal years apparently they're still attracted to each other, which, why? What are they attracted to? They're entirely new people now, they're meeting as adults with quite a few years missing between them? Oh, here's the rankings but also we're gonna give a throwaway line about how they're volatile and useless bUT STILL WE'RE GONNA GIVE YOU THEM. THEY DON'T MEAN ANYTHING ACTUALLY BUT HERE THEY ARE. Okay let's just imply Himiko is going to be Ochako's voyeur for life.

But worst of all is the weird idea that this is somehow the logical conclusion of the story that came before it. A conclusion should cap off the themes of its story and MAYBE introduce a new question to ponder. The story should LOGICALLY lead to the conclusion. But this conclusion basically turns around and says "Things change when you're an adult. You'll be a totally different person and maybe have new dreams. Except also you may not. Life is normal and boring and dreams sometimes die." What? WHAT????? Where's the theme of service to others? Where's the theme of heroes inspiring the next generation? Why are we implying heroes who are too good at their job will force their job to become unnecessary and die out but then try to prove no wait heroes are still necessary because sometimes people get weird urges to steal cars? What? Whatttt??? So heroes just exist now to be the quirk police basically. This is what all those kids were growing up to be? That's a weird implication after a whole story where the entire adult generation showed a VERY DIFFERENT AND MORE ADMIRABLE BRAND OF HEROISM (except for those that didn't, which was far more interesting than whatever this is). So the future of heroes AND villains is banality? Petty useless shit?

This is why 430 was such a good ending chapter. It DID showcase heroism in a mundane setting that actually had meaning and impact and inspiration. It made Izuku's adult life look like a fulfillment of his dream just in a new way.

In 431, Katsuki Bakugo is the only major character that shows a connection to the story that came before. He's the only one that still dreams of heroism and unity and inspiration, and he still thinks about who Izuku is deep down and resolves to save him from his stupidity AND SUCCESSFULLY DOES IT. He's the only one that resembles the heroic ideal that All Might supposedly instilled in everyone's hearts. MAYBE Ochako does too, but it's for a brief flash and then suddenly we're back on the mundane train (pun not intended) in a bad way.

And Shouto. Shouto can stay because he's the only character who PROPERLY introduces the question of "more to a hero than heroism" in the ending as a conclusion that introduces a new question, but it just...doesn't lead anywhere. I could see a potential path for that to have led the chapter somewhere meaningful, but it didn't.

So I maintain Katsuki is standing there watching on as the only character thinking about how the fuck to inspire people to be heroes again.

In summary, if I consider this the actual conclusion to the whole story, it's ass. I don't want it. It's useless and almost condescending. It's like the chapter is shaming me. How dare I enjoy the 430 chapters that came before, how dare I dream and feel inspired, how dare I expect anything of the concept of "hero" introduced by All Might and then the next one introduced by Izuku? But if I consider it an extra DLC bonus omake what-if didn't-think-too-hard-about-this-I'm-just-spitballing-and-having-fun-or-whatever side comic, fine, whatever, the mundane banality it wants to be succeeds, because I'm bored and I'm ignoring it. I'll have fun with it in fanfic maybe if I feel like it, but I ain't tying this shit into the themes of the actual MHA story. It doesn't belong there.

If that all sounds like more than you bargained for with your ask, it's because I received 30 other asks all wanting me to expand on these points, and so I decided to consolidate them all here. It's just too many asks for me to respond to individually. If I don't answer your ask, random anon reading this, it's because I consider your ask answered well enough.

[deusfoundry]

on bare and freckled skin — bakugo katsuki

summary. bakugo enjoys every kiss you share.

word count. 1.4k

tags. pro hero au. domestic fluff. kissing like a lot. insanely soft. not a lot of dialogue so um be warned ig.

warnings. allusions to sex but nothing too explicit. a tad cheesy but when are my fics not. might be a tiny bit ooc um ... i also didn't really know where i was going w this LMFAOAJKFH not proofread!!!

a/n. i started mha last week and now im obsessed w bakugo i feel insane .. please enjoy

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Bakugo enjoys every kiss you share.

He adores the kisses you give him on his cheek.

The ones where you have to stand on your tip toes and he has to lean down, angling his cheek expectantly. Your lips land on his skin to give him a peck. The kiss is delicate and feather-like, as if all you did was brush over his cheeks with the strawberry waffles he cooked for breakfast and the coffee you brewed. He feels the smile on your lips and the way you breathe him in. Inhaling every inch until he's sure that all of him resides in you.

In your soul and under your care.

And it's what gives him the push he needs to head out. The reminder that there's something soft waiting for him after a day of hero-work.

But it leaves him craving for more. There's a fire that flickers over deep wanting, and he knows it can only be satiated by your lips on his.

So he enjoys the one that he gives you right after more. The one he steals from you when you're under the impression that he's already leaving. He doesn't know why you still yelp when he does it every morning without fail, but he swallows the sound and deepens the kiss nonetheless. 

His hand starts wide on your upper back, fingers splayed out as they slide down until they find purchase on your waist. He presses on your skin through the fabric of his shirt that hangs on your frame. The neckline settles on the edge of your shoulder. He knows you stole this one again, probably rummaged through his dresser last night. But he doesn't mind. Not when it'll always smell a little bit like you after you've worn it.

He pulls at the hem of the shirt just enough to slip his hand under the fabric. Your skin is like velvet under the rough pads of his fingers. Under palms hardened by years of training.

But his touch is only soft for you. Firm, yes, because his eagerness gets the better of him and he wants to feel all of you so badly, but never to the point of hurting you. Never enough to bring any pain.

He moves away from your lips, reluctantly, but lingers on the very edge where he plants a final kiss before he opens the door and goes to work.

He chuckles to himself at the state he's left you, mouth agape and ears burning red.

--

He finds that your kisses right when he walks through the door of your apartment is enough to wash away the exhaustion in his bones.

The ones where you rush to move from whatever it is you were working on the moment you hear the locks of the door being fumbled with.

For the most part, it's him catching you in his arms as you run right towards him. It's him pulling you into his warmth after you've been stuck alone for hours in the cold of your apartment. The weighted blanket Ochako gifted you just isn't enough, so he knows you're eager to get some real heat from your own personal furnace.

But on other days, it's like you just know. He doesn't have to utter a single word about the day he's had because you seem to just sense it by the time he sees you walking to your small foyer. He's a little worse for wear on days like these. His knees buckle with each step he takes, arms sore that he struggles to take his coat off and hang it inside the cabinet.

The pain settles so deep in his muscles that it weighs him down. 

He drowns, falls into the pain and fatigue.

And gladly, without a shred of hesitation, you pick him up every single time.

"Welcome home."

You take his hand in yours, knotting your fingers together. You smile with a certain shine that rivals the sun, and it eases him. It allows him to unwrap layers upon layers of himself until he's completely raw. Vulnerable and bare as the day he was brought into this world.

And this time, it's him who melts into your embrace. He lets himself be wrapped in your arms, as far as they could reach, and falls. Fast and hard that it's almost dizzying.

This time, he falls into you.

You place a hand on his cheek, thumb caressing his cheekbone and the new scar he's sporting. You inspect it with squinted eyes. For a moment, he thinks you might go on a rant about safety and getting—or at least, trying to—out of the field unscathed.

But you don't. Your lips are pursed in contemplation, still, so he's taken aback when you reach for his face.

You kiss him, fully on the lips.  

It's short and sweet, as everything usually is with you. But he knows that it serves as a promise of comfort that's soon to come. Of dinner on the floor of your living room. Of your full and undivided attention on him. Of nuzzling into the crook of your neck until his hair tickles you and you burst into a fit of giggles.

"You go and wash up, I made your favorite." You tap his chest twice, grinning like a child.

He watches your figure get smaller until you fully disappear into the kitchen, and he's left stunned.

--

He relishes in the ones you share in the comfort of your bedroom, away from the prying eyes of the world.

It's dark without the lights on and the curtains pulled shut. He's practically blind, but he can feel you. Your hands and the way they're grasping for whatever part of him you can grab. Your neck and how his lips seem to gravitate towards it.

He knows you're with him. And in turn, he knows he is safe.

Here, he is the furthest thing away from pro hero Dynamight. Here, he exists as nothing but Katsuki.

your Katsuki.

And the feeling is doubled down with you muttering his name between gasps and deep breaths. You say it directly to his ears. Repeatedly, like a mantra. Like Bakugo is some higher being and you are there to pray to his name.

Katsuki. Katsuki. Katsuki.

You say it until his name is the only thing you know, the only thought running though your muddled mess of a brain. You say it until bakugo truly feels it in the trenches of his bones. 

He is yours. And when he feels you planting a kiss on his collarbone—mumbling sweet, sweet praises on flushed skin, he knows, too, that you are his.

--

But most of all, he enjoys the ones you share in the early hours of the morning.

The ones where he wakes up and is greeted by your back facing him, bare and freckled and covered with scars. He slings an arm over your torso and pulls himself closer to you until his lips are but a hair away from your skin.

He starts at the back of your arm. Kissing up the narrow patch of skin that leads him to the hill of your shoulder where he pours most of his attention to.

To him, it feels like forever and a lifetime of keeping his focus on your back. Of exploring the vast stretch of skin. Of finding new freckles and moles, scars and birthmarks. Your body is a treasure trove, and what good is he if he doesn't take the time to worship you.

He doesn't pause his ministrations even when he feels you stir against him. You stretch, ever so slightly with how Bakugo is clinging to you, but it's still enough movement that you're pulled away from him.

"Quit movin'." he groans, chasing after your skin with his lips.

"Good morning to you too." your voice is hoarse, muffled by the sheets and pillows.

He lets out a low hum when you turn to face him.

Neither of you move for a moment. It's rare for Bakugo to find the time to do nothing with you. To have each other to hold and simply bask in each other's presence as sunlight slowly seeps through your curtains. Not when your day only starts once he's already on his way back from morning runs.

So he takes this in. The sight of you with your hair messy and lips chapped, looking at him with all the love you can hold in your two eyes.

He soaks it all in until he knows there's nothing else he could possibly want than this.

No other lips to kiss and body to hold. No other skin to devote himself to. No other person to love, than you.

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a/n. lmfao can u tell i didn't know how to end this hkahsdas pls tell if the characterization is off or if this is too soft for bakugo ... likes and reblogs r highly appreciated! u can leave ur thoughts also on my asks hehe

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izuku midoryia x reader

synopsis: your son demands answers

authors note: this is the short little ending to the toast little mini series! but honestly their little family is so cute i don’t wanna leave them :((( also thank you to everyone who read, reblogged, and commented. i literally love ur life.

psa: mentions of breastfeeding

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"my life is a lie!" the voice of your oldest son echoed through the hall and into the living room. you didn't bat an eye as his antics, because you knew every time he went to hang out at his uncle denki and aunt jirou's house he came home talking about some new crazy story. though he'd usually wait to talk about it until he was in the same room as you all.

izuku and yutaka, your middle child, raised their heads at the sound of the door slamming behind him.

"koji, you've barely stepped through the door and you're already yelling. mayuka was finally eating" you shifted your youngest head back towards you chest. she had been startled by the door but you were able to calm her by gently rubbing your thumb against her cheek.

"sorry" koji mumbled going to stand in the very middle of the living room so he could get a good look at you all "but i still can't believe i've been lied to for the past twelve years, twevle years!"

izuku's eyes went from his son, then over to you. but all you could do was shrug. izuku grunted as he rose from his spot on the floor. all those years of daunting hero work along with just plain aging were catching up to him. specks of grey started to show, but he attempted to hide them with the green he still had.

"okay koji. what are you freaking out about?"

"i don't know, maybe the fact that you guys almost never got married?!"

now if there was one thing you were expecting to come out of his mouth, it wasn't that.

"did denki tell you about that?" you asked watching as he was now pacing the room back and forth.

"yeah! and i'm glad he told me because it seems like you guys were never going to let me know!"

yutaka looked up from his tablet “mommy and daddy weren’t gonna get married? why?”

izuku put his hands up before koji could go off again “listen, your aunt ochako and i weren’t very good at relationships back then and-“

“what does aunt ochako have to do with this?” koji’s face went from confusion to surprise “you were going to marry aunt ochako! what the heck!”

the tips of izuku’s ears went pink as he heard his surprise “i thought denki told you everything!”

“he only told me that you guys almost never got married! when i asked for more details he said that’s none of his business”

you snorted going to fix your bra since mayuka had finished eating “since when does denki mind his buisness”

“that’s what i said!” koji threw his arms up going to sit in between the two of you “okay so you guys gotta tell me everything! start to finish”

“i don’t know koji. i mean i need mom to tell the story with me and she’s kind of busy so-“

“i got time” you laid mayuka on one side of your body making sure her head was over your shoulder “may takes her time to burp” izuku gave you a look which you smiled at “i love you!”

izuku rolled his eyes before finally nodding “fine we’ll tell you the story. c’mere taka” he held his arms out which his son happily jumped into. after he got him settled on his lap he started on the story of how the two of you got together. the toast, the argument, and the rekindling all in one short (kid friendly) version. of course, you felt the need to add in little details when needed “and then we got married and boom. you kids were born”

koji’s mouth had hung open for almost the whole story, sitting at the edge of his seat. yutaka looked rather confused.

“so..” taka looked over at the two of you “mommy took daddy from aunt ochako?”

“well, sort of. we all agreed that how things ended up were for the best. no matter how it happened”

izuku nodded his head in agreement “i love your mom and i love all of you” he tickled taka’s side making him burst out in laughter.

“i just can’t believe it” koji mumbled shaking his head.

“you better believe it kid. your dad and i are in love” you wiggled your eyebrows making koji groan “in fact, give me a kiss!” the two of you leaned in placing a dramatic kiss on each others lips. both of the boys pretended to gag as they got up.

“not in front of us! not in front of us!” they both made a mad dash upstairs making the two of you laugh.

“they get their dramatics from you” you said scooting closer to him handing over may. an offended look plastered his face.

“they do not!”

“whatever you say mr. midoryia” you leaned your head on his shoulder pulling the blanket over the two of you. you eyes scanned over the home that the two of you created. toys scattered across the living room floor. family portraits hanging on the walls, even from when koji was first born. some random, educational kids show was currently playing on your television. someone had told you that this would ‘stimulate the baby’s mind’ even though she had just popped out. both you and izuku in your matching pajamas that you had gotten for christmas. ever since mayuka was born the two of you had been too exhausted to clean. shit was a mess, but honestly, you felt no sense of stress. you two had a silent understanding that everything would be done in the time that is intended, and you wouldn’t have it any other way

“i love you” you moved your head to look up at the man you had fallen hopelessly in love with. he looked back with a tired smile, but you noticed the crinkles at the corner of his eyes.

“i love you too”

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