#yagi crafts

[yagis-pile]

Wayward passenger egg ornament

[mqcuriosities]

BNHA gang 💥

custom beans | premade beans (Etsy)

[bluebellhairpin]

Imagine working as a teacher at UA and you've yet to meet the famous all might, however you have met the other apparently new teacher, yagi, who is always a red stuttering mess when you talk with him and you're not completely sure why.

[dr-danny-simp]

Deku & Almight pin singles :)

[carefreecoffee]

-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅Flufftober 2024 Masterlist⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ

Day 1: First kiss w/ Shoto Todoroki Day 2: Confession w/ Ochako Uraraka Day 3: Sick day w/ Shouji Mezou Day 4: Rainy day w/ Tokoyami Fumikage Day 5: Dancing together w/ Izuku Midoriya Day 6: Playing with hair w/ Shigaraki Tomura Day 7: Sharing clothes w/ Tamaki Amajiki Day 8: Getting a pet w/ Hizashi Yamada Day 9: Relaxing bath w/ Toshinori Yagi Day 10: Gift giving w/ Jirou Kyoka Day 11: Meet cute w/ Atsuhiro Sako Day 12: Baking together w/ Sato Rikido Day 13: Learning a craft w/ Iida Tenya Day 14: Butterfly Garden w/ Mirio Togata Day 15: Early mornings w/ Shouta Aizawa Day 16: Star gazing w/ Bakugou Katsuki Day 17: Brushing hair w/ Sero Hanta Day 18: Protecting w/ Kirishima Eijirou Day 19: Warming up w/ Taishiro Toyomitsu Day 20: Sleepy situation w/ Sero Hanta Day 21: Picnic w/ Kaminari Denki Day 22: Bookstore w/ Shinsou Hitoshi Day 23: Coffee shop w/ Tokoyami Fumikage Day 24: Lost pet w/ Shouto Todoroki Day 25: Love letters w/ Aoyama Yuga Day 26: Drunken confession w/ Dabi Day 27: Nightmare comfort w/ Keigo Takami Day 28: Pumpkin patch w/ Midoriya Izuku Day 29: Corn maze w/ Mirio Togata Day 30: Halloween party w/ Bakugou Katsuki Day 31: Halloween costumes w/ Aizawa Shouta

[pinkjacketorangetie]

tender

takamura comforts you after one of his wins ; takamura mamoru x reader (hajime no ippo) cw: swearing, canon typical injury and bleeding

Watching your lover get beat up for a living was never easy, but certain things make it worth it. The big smile on his face made it worth it. The screams as he raised his fists in the air made it worth it. The tributes he gave you during the post-fight interviews made it worth it. The kisses shared in the seclusion of a Korakuen Hall locker room made it worth it.

Some things dulled that glow, like the blood trickling down his face or the weakness in his limbs or the occasional swollen eye. Some fights were easier to watch than others. You didn't like any scenario when Takamura could end up beaten, but easy wins were easy wins.

When he came home with bear scars on his chest, your stomach flipped. You hated seeing your Takamura injured, hated knowing he always put himself in danger, and somedays you supported his career by the skin of your teeth. Far be it from you to tell him to abandon his craft, but sometimes, you wanted to.

And this was one of those times.

Kamogawa never let you come into the locker room until Takamura was cleaned up, despite his protests. He knew his strong girl could handle it. Hell, you just saw him in the ring! You could hear him bitch and moan from the otherside of the door, giggling softly as you took in their bickering. You were grateful Kamogawa protected you so. In fact, you weren't strong enough to handle seeing Takamura so broken.

Yagi knew you were there. He knocked on the door once before opening it because I knew you were leaving against it and didn't want it to hit you when he opened it.

"He's ready," Yagi said softly to you, "He's still in pretty rough shape but a little better."

"Thanks for patching him up," you smiled as he pulled you into the room, closing the door behind you to keep cameras out. They had their time with him, now it was yours. You always loved how important Kamogawa and Yagi pretended you were. It fed the delusions in your mind that Takamura couldn't fight without you, and it was a good feeling.

Takamura never did well with reactions, so gasping and turning pale when you entered the locker room was avoided at all costs. You had learned how to hide your terror well at this point, opting to chew on your lip as you took in the sight of him battered and bruised. Your eyes drank him in, like they always did. Your love for Takamura was always apparent and he enjoyed basking in it just as much as you enjoyed doting on him. He sat up a little straighter, putting his worked muscles on display for you. A blush rose to your cheeks at the show.

"Baby," he grinned, holding his hands out to you, too weak to stand, "I won!"

"Taka..." you whispered as you moved to sit beside him on the bench, "oh, look at you."

He chuckled softly as he placed his bandaged hands in yours, "I'm right here, I'm okay."

"You look really fucked up," you countered, and the room erupted into giggles.

Kamogawa patted your back, "We'll leave you alone for a minute." He laid his hand between Yagi's shoulders in a similar way before they made their exit, leaving you and Takamura alone together.

That was when the dam burst. Tears streamed down your cheeks for your wounded partner, the bottle beginning to overflow inside of you. Takamura let out a gentle, seemingly relieved sigh and wrapped his arms around you. You felt one of his hands hold the back of your head, strands of your hair sticking to the tape and gauze around his fingers. His thumb rubbed gentle circles at the top of your neck, the way he knew always soothed you. "Shh... shh, I'm okay." He whispered into your hair as his other hand smoothed your shirt down your back.

You held onto his sides, your face tucked into the crook of his neck as sobs racked your body. "I'm... I'm so sorry," you said shakily, "I was so afraid for you."

"Hey, hey, don't cry for me," he cooed as he stroked your hair, "I made it out alive."

You whimpered, but nodded your head once. You felt his lips press against your temple. You sucked in a breath. "You're the one who just got done fighting for his life. I should be holding you. But I can't!" You leaned back and away from Takamura as something inside of you snapped. "I can't do anything to save you! I never could!" You cried harder and bewildered, Takamura laid his hands on your thighs, hoping that would steady you. "I'm literally helpless! There's nothing I can do to help you. Nothing. Not now, not ever."

His body oddly relaxed at your words. His breathing paused for a moment as he looked down at you, caressing your cheek with the back of his index finger. "Want to know how you can help?" He asked calmly, moving that finger to twirl your hair around it.

Silent, you nodded, looking up at him adoringly.

Takamura could live in that gaze for all eternity. He smiled, wiping your tears with the backs of his knuckles before moving his hand in front of your lips. "Give me a kiss."

A faint smile found its way onto your lips. After a moment's hesitation, you held his large hand in yours and pressed a tender kiss to the back of his palm. Your cheeks blushed bright red as you held his hand, kissing it a few more times before holding the other and doing the same.

Takamura's hand weaved its way into your hair and he breathed out a husky whisper, your affections almost too much for him. "Feel better?"

You nodded, your answer being an equally tender kiss on his lips.

[thespectatingcrow]

mfs talking abt "omg Bakugou is so hot!!!!"

..

girlie okay, I'd rather go with a MAN instead

I love my hero and Class 1-A as much as the next guy, but I feel like a lot of people have been sexualizing the cast since it got popular again recently.

Iida, Bakugou, Shoto, Kirishima, Kaminari, Tokoyami, Izuku, Mina, Ochako, Momo, Jirou, Hagekure, the list goes on of students at UA that people drool over so commonly no matter the age

It's difficult to manage this in a fandom, and it isn't bad for kids to have crushes on kids, but are you gonna sit there and tell me that it isn't a little odd to see someone who's in their late 20's talk about a 16 year old in a sexual way??

It could also just be personal preference and such, but it lowkey irks me when I see people talking about how "sexy" Toga is when she's 16 years old.

There are SOOO MANY amazing, attractive adult characters in BNHA. From the pro heros to the villains to the PARENTS OF THE UA CAST!!! There's a fit for practically anyone but people still fucking look at these overworked, traumatized kids going back to their high-school class and making goo-goo eyes for them.

to clarify: I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THE CHARACTERS IN MY HERO ACADEMIA. All of the characters have such appeal in their own ways and I fell in love with the narrative. Everyone in class 1-A look beautiful, especially the latest season because we're able to see what amazing heros they've become over the series!! Horikoshi has become an even better artist than when he started, and he clearly loves his craft.

Heros, Villains, or anything in-between- it doesn't matter if you want to fawn and drool over a character from a fictional media such as animation; as long as they aren't a kid.

anyways Toshinori Yagi got some amazing content in the latest episode ♡

[thelemoncoffee]

i'm so sorry, today's post is horribly cursed fangan nonsense

so this is my monomascot right? Monoyagi?

love him, excellent little goat man with the ridiculously exaggerated Boston accent. Now, you might notice that he isn't drawn in the standard "canon" Monomascot artstyle, and that's because that style just doesn't appeal to my character designing sensibilities

but the other day i decided "hey you know what would be funny? what if i drew Yagi in the canon style"

and ho god was it a mistake

i'm going to cry he's so fucked up.

i would have tried shading him but i don't think it would have done him any favors. anyways i crafted this abomination, so now i'm forcing all y'all to bare witness to it. i am not sorry in the slightest

[kuwkedits]

The choke hold mha has on me I can’t watch anything without the thought of how I can put MHA in it. With that said

Mha doctor AU how we feeling? Walk with me: this is gonna be a very long post and im only a little sorry about it.

ortho resident Bakugou learning under badass bonefixer head of ortho Mirko

cardio attending Amajiki resident Midoriya learning under head of cardiothoracics The Heart fixer Aizawa Shouta

Peds Nurse Shoto, peds surgical resident Kirishima Peds Attending Tenko head of peds Yagi "All Might" Toshinori who runs around with a bright red cape and super hero style scrubs that the seconds littles the littles see the red cape or two blonde strips of hair sticking up their laughter bubbles up and out of their lungs and throat until they're able to chant "I AM HERE" with him.

Plastics Attending Dabi who specializes in burns, ENT (Ears, Nose, and Throat) resident jiro, Head of Plastics and Otorhinolaryngology (ENT) Yamada "Mic" Hizashi who everyone in the hospital can hear before they see him.

Anesthesiologist Kayama "Midnight" Nemuri whos the best of the best in her craft and every attending and resident shes ever taught has only ever been perfection so when she takes on Kaminari as her resident there was no doubt that hed be on of the greats right after Nejire

Emergency Medicine Momo and Tokoyami

Family medicine Shoji and Tsuyu

Trauma Surgery/ General Surgery Resident Sero Attending Mirio under Keigo "Hawks" Takami

Psychologist Shinso hitoshi

Neurologist resident Ochako under Anan "Thirteen" Kurose

this has taken me a long periodically amount of time i feel sick ill expand on this later bc its been like two years since ive had mha medical au brain rot

[mqcuriosities]

Toshinori Yagi 💪

custom character beans on Etsy

[seashaper]

who needs a trident though when i've got an even better gauntlet? i've been making good use of the artifact berri, mar and yagi uncursed in my art and some minor adventures, and when i'm not using it i've been studying it closely. closely enough that i've been successfully recreating a matching item and enchantment from the ground up, sans the hostile spirit which the power originated from. it will have to be very powerful magic for lack of an external source, but i'm a very powerful mage, and i've gotten much better at enchantments over the last year or so. i could craft an exact visual match but i think i'd rather make some asymmetrical modifications for customization purposes. what's the point in creating something this powerful from scratch if i make it look entirely like someone else's work? it's going to be incredible.

[paper--moons]

Nemuri teaching art history one period, and then setting up arts and crafts for her boys in the teacher's lounge the next.

It's their free period between classes, one that they are technically supposed to use for things like grading papers and adjusting lesson plans, but that occasionally instead gets used for squeezing in some small time.

Which means making sure Hizashi doesn't shove a fistful of plastic jewel craft beads into his mouth (delicious delicious forbidden candy), while also ensuring that Shouta does not dump out all of the glitter onto Yagi's desk (no matter how pretty it might make it). But no matter how watchful of an eye she keeps on them, they somehow manage to glue themselves together by the end of it.

[truly-quirkless]

Twenty Day Challenge 2024 - Day Three

This is mostly for the Medieval!YagiFin/Cracked Facades/Bloody Cinnamon. ONWARDS-

Dude kept finding excuses to visit Fin's shop. Fellow knight under Nezu broke a sword? He'll take it to the best blacksmith he knows. Armor needs repairing? Let him take it, he knows a place. Need a new weapon? Sure, he'll introduce you.

Literally any reason to head to Fin's blacksmith shop, anything he could get his hands on, he grabbed.

Has a local pub he goes to near-daily (True Form), invited Fin there for their first date.

Absolutely figured out just from meeting them that Fin was a blanket lover. Proceeded to gift them blankets at least once a month for a year.

Never referred to All Might by name before telling Fin he was All Might- just...kinda danced around it. A lot. A lot of 'well, my friend...' and 'my close ally...' and whatnot.

Spat blood the first time Fin called him an assassin.

When he found out Fin was the academy's 'siren'? He started just heading out and sitting in the plains while Fin sang on those full-moon nights.

Silently slides Fin a few extra copper every single time he pays them (more than the general price of their gear) because after hearing they loved books, he decided to help contribute to their book fund. Mate won't let him do it directly, so fine! Indirect it is, bitch-

Just about screams if any of his coworkers actually accompany him to Fin's place.

It's not because he's jealous, just that he doesn't want them to see that side of him. He wants them to all see him as a Hero, never--- just--- a man. (And yes maybe he's nervous one of the younger ones will steal Fin's heart.)

Absolutely realizes that trading items for free is a huge courting sign but plays oblivious to it until he and Fin start actually courting.

Kept letting Yagi pay less than all their other customers, even from day one (really wanted him to visit again).

Got so confused when he kept showing up to their shop all the same like--- he couldn't get enchanted gear from them???? Was he losing his mind--

The first date Fin actually planned with him, they took Yagi up to their room and offered him one of their books. They kept reading until they passed out, and woke up cuddling in the blankets.

Absolutely panics if ever Yagi shows up with an injury, is literally two seconds from ripping out the jewel Nezu gifted them and giving it to Yagi.

"There are better shops closer to the castl-" "--they're too far away." Their shop is literally in the sticks--

Does little metalworkings/crafts things for Yagi even before the two start courting.

Legit made him an ice chest with the help of a friend.

Most of the dates Fin plans end up being hunting trips, or mining trips for specific ores. Very rarely is it anything else- Fin's got a job to do and a business to keep afloat, after all!

Nearly faints when they find out Yagi is AM.

Actually faints when AM asks if they can work with another nation's top blacksmith/inventor and enchanter- David Shield- to make him some new armor.

Funny since Yagi knows he'll be retiring within the year.

Said armor is eventually worn to protect one of the cities in the kingdom- Kamino- from the ruthless king of another nation, All for One. It's also destroyed in that battle.

Has an entire 'junk pile' of little trinkets they made for Yagi pre-courting that they're too embarrassed to give him. Slowly just reveals this pile to him at some point, when they get more confident---

[hostagex]

Ultra Black

Chapter One

“Fuck that hurts! If you don’t finish up soon I might tap out man. Seriously, we've been going for how many hours and you’re still not done? I swear to God next time I’m gonna sit in Himiko’s chair and not yours!” His client says, pain and something akin to desperation in his voice.

“Oh don’t start with this shit again Jin.” He said with an exasperated tone of voice, doing a quick wipe down of the area before sticking the round liner shading needle into the deep obsidian ink and continuing on. The piece was coming along beautifully. A large shoulder tattoo consisting of an intricate sacred geometry tree of life morphing away into stippled dots.

“We both know you wouldn’t tap and risk me not finishing while I’m ahead. Besides, I’m at least an hour ahead of schedule. And like I said not five minutes ago, we have around thirty more minutes before you’re done.” With a smirk, he sets down the needle for a moment to wet a new piece of paper-towel and clear the ink off more thoroughly than with just applying some vaseline.

“Also you would never be brave enough to sit in Himiko’s chair. You’re way too chicken-shit!” The artist lets out a laugh, tongue piercing glinting under the studio lights.

“Oh fuck off Deku! I will! That’s a damn promise! You hear me?!” In his need to prove his point, he shifted on the table, almost ruining the final bout of shading the artist had to finish up on.

“Jin, I swear to God if you move one more time you’re barred from my table and you’ll have no choice BUT to go to them for the rest of your shit!” He exclaimed, loud enough to be heard by the patrons in the lobby.

“Oh fuck! Sorry Deku!” Jin settled in once more, his face still showing his distaste of his artist's words. “Anyways, like I was saying…I have a plan. It’s foolproof ya hear? It’s a five step plan to get that angel to go out with me and become mine…” Jin trailed off, sighing lovingly. Just as he was about to go into detail about his plan, the buzzing of the needle stopped.

“I’ve heard that a million times dude. Everyone is dying to get in their pants. But just a heads up, it’ll take more than a shoddy plan to get with them I can promise you that” He said, a slight smile on his lips before his tongue poked through and touched the top ball of his vertical labret, a habit he had yet to shake. He wiped down the tattoo and shifted himself off the wheeling stool and stood up, walking over to his designated trash can to chuck his black sterile gloves as well as black surgical mask.

“Alright, we are all done man. Take a look in the mirror and let me know your final thoughts. While you’re at it, go ahead and say hey to Himiko and get that plan you’re so sure about started.” He said with a cheeky grin and wink, adjusting his round glasses and leaning back against the wall next to the sink, his arms and legs crossed, sporting all-black attire with black combat boots to match.

Deku, award winning tattoo artist and owner of Ultra Black Tattoo. Known to the public as an uber-talented artist who got his big break back when he was fresh out of high school, being mentored by none other than world-renowned American traditional-style artist Toshinori Yagi. For five steady years he was apprenticing with Toshinori before eventually deciding to open up his own shop with his specialty being that of fine line black and gray.

That’s the public image he carefully crafted while spending his years apprenticing. The personal image not many get to see is that of Izuku Midoriya. Son of Inko Midoriya, father leaving before he could even utter his first word, which just so happened to be art. Izuku spent his formidable years with his hands constantly on a paintbrush, never leaving the house without some sort of notebook to draw in. Growing up, he always felt like an outcast, what with him not having a father in the house and his mother working two, sometimes three, jobs in order to keep the house up and running. He always happened to be bullied for not having the newest clothes or for wearing his red high-top converse, a thirteenth birthday gift from his mother, so much that they had holes in them. Art ended up being his only solace from all the noise of the crowd.

One day, in his first year of high school, his teacher, Shota Aizawa, told him something he would never forget until the day he died. That magic doesn’t come from talent alone, it comes from pain. That all the pain and suffering he was going through or would experience in life, would turn into something magical and worthwhile. That you don’t get beauty just by being lucky or good at something. That true beauty comes from deep personal emotion. The quote meant so much to him that the moment he was legal, he took some of his savings and took the train to his now mentor and got his first tattoo. The quote his high school teacher had said to him in his time of need atop his chest, right over his heart. The tattoo was the first of many, and Izuku’s first look into the cruel, beautiful, rough, magnificent tattoo industry.

With a grunt from his client, Izuku was brought out of his daze just enough to see him show a particular finger in the air. Jin walked over to the oversized mirror on the other side of the studio, taking in his new piece of art permanently on him. He let out a low whistle and grinned from ear-to-ear.

“Shit Deku you really outdid yourself with this one.” Jin said, looking up and down and from different angles, even taking a few pictures of his new art. Izuku shoved himself off the nearby wall and walked over to his client, putting his hand on the non-tattooed shoulder. “Yeah, yeah you always say that. This is what? The eighth piece you’ve gotten from me? In what? A year? I bet you would break out into hives if you even thought of going to another artist!” Izuku exclaimed, laughing.

Jin blushed softly before shoving the artist's hand away and walking back over to the table, taking a seat. “Just wrap me up will you? I have shit to do and I can’t take all day getting some ink.”

Hearing this, Izuku raised one of his brows coyly and walked back over to his client. He opened up his drawer and put on a fresh set of gloves before taking out the tegaderm and applying an even film over the fresh piece. “You don’t have all day? Jin I’ve heard what you do for work and I know for a fact you have plenty of time on your hands. So spill. What has your dick all in a knot?” Tegaderm applied, Izuku discarded his gloves once more and began the process of disassembling his tattoo gun and throwing away the used needle into the biohazard container.

“First of all, fuck you. Second of all, today is the soft opening of that new flower shop on the other side of town and they have a special where if you buy a bouquet they’ll include a second smaller bouquet for free.” Jin brings his arm up and rubs the back of his head, blushing like a fool in the process. “And I thought it might be nice to get, uh, Himiko some flowers ya know?”

Hearing this, Izuku bent forward and started cackling like a mad man.”Jin you fucking sap! There’s no way in hell you think they’re going to be into all this frilly girly shit? Himiko? The person who on numerous occasions has had to put you in your place because you made some shitty ass ‘that’s what she said’ jokes?” Izuku continued to laugh, causing his other artists and the people in the lobby to look over. His client punched him in the arm, hard.

“I’m being serious asshat! Besides, who doesn’t like flowers? Just because they’re non-binary doesn’t mean they don’t like flowers? I mean, if anything you’re kind of sexist for assuming they wouldn’t…” Jin said, eyebrows raised. Izuku sighed and began walking over to the reception area, signaling his client it was time to pay and to follow in his stead.

“Jin, you know I’m not saying anything like that. I just know them personally. You’ve only known them from seeing quick peaks every now and then when you get some work done. But if you think flowers are the way to their heart then go for it my guy. The stage is all yours. I’ll even send you a text letting you know how the flower-receiving goes.” He said with a genuine smile. Jin broke out in a grin and hugged the artist over the reception counter.

“Thanks man! That means so much! I’ll be sure to let you know the day they’re being delivered too!” He said as he was heading out the door of the shop.

“Wait hold up! I didn’t catch the name of the shop! What was it again so I know what to expect and from where?” Izuku called out across the room.

“Oh shit sorry! The place is called Dynamite Flowers!”

——————

After closing up the shop, Izuku took the train back to his apartment. A spacious two bed, one bath, on the fourth floor with a view overlooking the downtown area. Putting the key into the lock, he turned it and opened the door. Immediately being jumped on by a fellow member of his family.

“Hi there Inky! Did you miss me today girl?” Izuku asked with a big smile on his face. The dog, Inky, a mutt Izuku adopted from the nearest shelter, barked at him. The dog was a rough mixture of Chihuahua, Dachshund, and Maltese. All coming together, she looked to be a small, long, ball of tan fur. The dog barked at her owner once more before running around in the living room as well as the adjoined kitchen.

Izuku laughed and set down his work backpack on the floor and kicked off his boots before setting his keys down on the entryway table. “Yeah yeah I know it was a long day without me huh? Well don’t worry girl tomorrow is my off day and you get me all to yourself! How does that sound?” He said with a bright smile. In return, the dog gave him a bark. The man laughed and walked over to the kitchen, getting food ready for both himself and his companion.

“What are we feelin’ today Inky? Chicken? Beef? Or salmon?” Right as the word slipped his tongue, the fluff all barked. “Alright, alright I hear you! Salmon it is!” Grabbing the corresponding can, he opened it and poured the contents out over a bit of dry pellets. “Now don’t forget to eat your crunchies too. I know you like the wet stuff the most but the crunchies are what’s good for you!” Almost as if the dog could understand him, she let out a huff of disagreement. Izuku laughed and set down the bowl on the floor and let the dog go to town on her nightly meal.

“Alright. Now that that’s all taken care of…” Izuku sighed and padded over to his master bedroom. Opening the closet, he took off his long-sleeved black turtleneck shirt and tight black skinny jeans, leaving him only in his mismatched socks and stark white Calvin Klein briefs. He shoved the days clothes into his laundry basket and decided to wear an old tattoo convention T-shirt for the night.

Walking back into the kitchen, Izuku spotted Inky on top of the couch curled into a ball, content after finishing her meal. Izuku looked down at the food bowl and noticed a substantial amount of pellets left. He smirked and let out a low huff of laughter. “Damn traitor. This is the thanks I get for giving you a 5 star meal?” He smiled and begins the process of getting his own dinner ready. The process takes all of 5 minutes before he realizes there in nothing enticing in either the cabinets or the refrigerator.

“Shit. It looks like tomorrow is grocery day.” Izuku sighs before picking up his front from the counter and setting himself alongside his companion. Scrolling through the food delivery app, he decides on pizza. “Better than a salad, huh Inks?” Izuku asks the sleeping dog, only receiving small sleep noises in return. Izuku smiles and places the order, settling in and putting his phone down.

The man must have fallen asleep because he was woken up by the harsh pounding of his front door. Izuku jolted awake and quickly shuffled his way to the door, nearly taking a face plant in the process. He opened the door and what stood before him was hardly his large cheese pizza. It was a tall, built man with spiky blonde hair and deep ember-colored eyes. Izuku gulped and gave the man a quick look up and down. He happened to be wearing a plain white T-shirt, loose fitting blue jeans, and a black apron. What got him was the wording on the apron. Dynamite Flowers.

“Hey are you going to just stand there or are you going to take these? I don’t have all day, dude.” The blonde gruffly said to him. Izuku was snapped out of his daze and looked into the other man’s eyes again. “Um yeah sure. Um.. take what exactly?”

“Tch. These flowers, dumbass. I have more deliveries to do so I can‘t just stand around here all day.” He said with a harsh tone of voice. Looking down more closely, Izuku noticed there was a bouquet of sunflowers and roses in the man’s hands. The bouquet that was being delivered to him apparently. “Oh shit my bad!” He took hold of the bouquet, hands skimming that of the man in front of him.

“Great. Now that that’s all taken care of…” The man gave a quick two finger salute and spun around, rushing off to the stairwell.

“Wait! I didn’t catch your name!” Izuku shouted out after him.

“…rd.” He heard coming from down the hall. Not sure what he heard, he looked down at the bouquet and took out the attached business card. Dynamite Flowers. Owned and operated by Katsuki Bakugo.

“Katsuki, huh?” He said aloud to himself before closing the front door and setting the flowers down on the entryway table.

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