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ᱬ⛧ my villain prologue ~ dabi

𖤐 pairing: dabi x pro hero! female reader

𖤐 content: sfw - no warnings to place here.

𖤐 a/n: no part summary as this is self-explanatory. tag list is open if you want to be tagged going forward, just comment to let me know. as always likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated!

𖤐 word count: 641

𖤐 links: series masterlist | next part 》

Dull chatter filled the air as a sense of excitement and nervousness hung almost heavy around the figures making their way up the path. It was the start of a new school year, and as always, the new students were still on cloud nine. One student in particular wore a proud smile as they looked up at the building in front of them. "Touya!".

At the sound of their name, they turned around just in time to see a flash of colour before they were on the floor. Looking up at the sky, they blinked a few times to give their brain time to catch up, trying to regain their bearings.

With a soft grunt, they lifted themselves to a sitting position and looked at their friend. "Really (y/n)? You couldn’t help yourself for one day, could you?”. Beaming brightly, you let out a laugh before nodding your head. “You know me Tou, I have to keep you on your toes”.

Standing, you brushed off your uniform and held out your hand, pulling your best friend off the floor. “Of course I know that, but I don’t want to explain why I need a new uniform on the first day to my old man”.

Letting out a hum, you nodded your head, squeezing the hand in yours briefly as you turned to look at the building. “On another note, can you believe we’re here? We’re part of the hero course at U.A!”. Turquoise eyes looked at you before looking at the building, smiling widely before they spoke. “Well, having a pro hero for a dad has its advantages”.

Rolling your eyes, you elbowed Touya in the side and smirked, hearing him cough slightly from the force. “Yeah, yeah, no need to rub it in, you know. You missed out though, the entrance exam was something else”.

Taking one last glance at your best friend, you both smiled brightly before walking up the path, gripping the straps of your bags as you stepped through the doors of your hero academy. Soon after, the first day of officially becoming heroes started.

Little did you know that your life would change drastically one day when you no longer faced the world as a duo.

"Did you hear? Touya Todoroki's gone missing".

"I heard he's run away from his monster of a father".

"I heard he's been kidnapped by an upcoming group of villains".

"I heard he just left, disappeared without a trace".

"Sounds about right, a freak like him could never have become a hero".

Curled up on your bed, you gripped your pillow as you sobbed. Throat sore and eyes swollen from the countless tears and yells. You refused to move, shouting to be left alone if anyone dared enter your room to check on you.

You hoped it was a lie, jealous people making everything up, but as the days passed, turning into weeks and months, the empty seat beside you in classes and no responses to your messages only added to your distress.

Touya was gone. Your best friend, your ride or die. The one person you could trust with your life had left you with no reason or explanation. You wanted him back, fuck what anyone else said.

No amount of wishing, hoping, wanting or praying brought the faintest hope that he was out there. It was almost like he’d disappeared and left no trace because he wanted to.

Despite the loneliness you felt, you tried to carry on as best you could, making sure to become the pro hero you both wanted to be so much.

However, in your near future, an event would happen that would bring your world crashing down once again, but not in any way you could ever possibly imagine.

Leaving you with more questions than answers for the person at the centre of it.

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ᱬ⛧ who is she? ~ e. kirishima

sum: sometimes he forgets he’s still married to someone.

pairing: time skip! kirishima x wife! reader

content: sfw - no warnings here. established relationship.

a/n: based off a video i saw the other day. feels like this would be something kirishima would be like. as always likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated!

word count: 1,575

links: bnha/mha masterlist | masterlist

the buzz of chatter sounded in the air as red eyes scanned around, taking in every person who was in the same room as them. it had been a good few years since they’d all managed to meet up and spend time together, especially at an annual event that only a handful of them ever attended at one time.

the glass in their hand was brought up to their lips as they took a drink of the liquid inside, warming sensation sliding down their throat as they swallowed. “you know, i’m surprised you’d decided to come to this, eji. did he drag you along with him?”. following the finger of the person he was talking to kirishima looked toward his blonde-haired best friend and shook his head. “nah, if anything, i had to convince bakugou to come along”.

hearing a snort before a laugh, he grinned showing off his sharp teeth to his other friend, kaminari, who mirrored his smile. “so aside from the obvious hero work, what else have you been up to? i heard you finally got married, about time!”. the usually outgoing redhead rubbed the back of his head, laughing nervously as he nodded. “yeah, took me long enough. you know, as corny as it sounds, she’s my soulmate, my other half. i couldn’t imagine my life without her”.

placing the glass down on the bar, he decided to mingle a little more with his other classmates that were scattered around, deciding on the group that had midoriya, todoroki and bakugou in the centre. of course, he managed to slip himself into the group easily, much to the annoyance of the explosion hero.

that’s when he saw you standing just to the side of the group, talking to a few of the girls he’d gone to school with. one hand holding onto a glass, the other resting on your chest. anyone who was anyone could see the diamond sparkling the light, showing off that you were no longer having eyes for any other, not that you ever did since you met your husband.

mina, yaoyorozu and uraraka gasped when they saw the ring, eyes widening as mina grabbed your hand. “hey, since when did that happen!?”. biting back a laugh, you hummed slightly and tilted your head. “oh you know, the other day. we just wanted something small between hero work but don’t worry, we’ll be having another celebration soon enough and you’re all invited”. cheers sounded as you laughed.

looking over your shoulder at the feeling of eyes on your back, you caught the attention of kirishima who waved shyly, much to your amusement. offering a sweet smile you turned your attention back to your circle and continued to talk.

“well, looks like someone’s caught your attention. shame you’re spoken for. looks like i’ll have a chance”. looking to his side, kirishima saw kaminari with a grin on his face as he looked at you, something that never changed from being in school. “i don’t know man, she’s taken by the looks of it”.

a sound almost like a whine left kaminari as he huffed out, turning his attention back to the group as they chatted.

as the night progressed, so did the chatter and drinks, music playing as bodies danced, some close to their significant other while others stayed in their groups. not that kirishima was bothered as he spent most of his night carefully watching you. you were currently dancing with mina. despite the pair of you wearing dresses, you were both managing to pull out some impressive moves.

he looked down at the ring on his finger and sighed, downing the rest of the drink he’d only gotten a few moments ago before making his way over to you, fingers tapping your shoulder.

turning your attention over your shoulder to see those same red eyes you’d caught staring at you, you smiled brightly and turned around, wrapping your arms around the figure's neck in a hug. “kiri, how nice of you to join me!”. taking a moment to excuse yourself, you pulled away from the male and grabbed his hand, leading him into an empty space on the floor not too far from where you were.

grabbing ahold hold of his hands you placed them on your hips, fingers lingering a few seconds longer before you raised your arms, draping them over his shoulders as you began moving to the slow music now being played. “hey”. a soft smile tugged at your lip as you hummed. “hey yourself. couldn’t keep your eyes to yourself i see?”.

stuttering slightly, kirishima tried to explain himself before you laughed, pulling him closer to you. “relax you idiot. you’re allowed to look, eji”.

sighing a little, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours, savouring the feeling of you in his arms after what felt like a long day for you both. “i know, i just feel so awkward about it all still. i’m not ready for all the questions yet”.

moving one of your arms, you placed your fingers under his chin and lifted his head, eyes scanning his and face as you offered a reassuring smile. you knew he struggled when it came to relationships, but you always assured him you’d be there to support him no matter what. “just relax, you’re doing a great job, we both know it”.

letting your hand drop, you placed it over his heart as your rings caught the light again. he was nervous, the erratic beating of his heart only confirmed that for you. “just breathe okay? i’m not going anywhere, promise”.

offering another soft smile, you looked up only to feel his lips on yours, claiming them in a kiss of every emotion he was feeling at that time. cheering sound behind you as he pulled back. “way to go, kiri! i won’t tell your wife what I saw, don’t worry”.

looking over your shoulder in the direction of the shout, you shook your head as you laughed, turning your attention back to the red-head who held you in his arms. “reckon i should put kaminari out of his misery?”.

that caused him to smile, nodding his head. “yeah, think you should. i'd hate to sound like bakugou, but I can’t wait for that extra to shut it”.

laughing, you wrapped your arms around him again and pulled yourself closer into his body, head resting on his chest as you listened to the beat of his now calming heart. lifting your head, you placed another kiss on his lips before pulling away, turning to face kaminari. “oh don’t worry kami, i think she already knows isn’t that right, my darling husband?”.

the look on everyone’s faces around you turned from shock to confusion, a few changing to a look of knowing as they smiled. you’d both kept it secret for as long as you could, the only exception being bakugou who caught wind of you both dating one day.

you were thankful to him for keeping quiet, you weren’t ready to let anyone, let alone the world know you were dating the number 12 hero. you’d both wanted to take things slow, getting to know each other without the pressures of your daily missions and lives.

a small mutter of “about damn time you nerds” was heard from somewhere in the small crowd now gathered.

“what the hell, (y/n)!?”. biting back a laugh, you placed your hand on top of the one that rested on your tummy, fingers lacing as best as they could. “surprise. i’m the wife”.

a proud smile tugged at your lips as you looked to the side, seeing the same smile on the face of your husband. “seriously, kiri, how the hell did you forget to mention you had a whole ass wife, and that wife was (y/n)”.

“don’t know dude, i guess i kinda forgot i was married to her. still doesn’t feel real”. looking at you he pecked the top of your head, squeezing your hand as you ran your thumb across the back of his hand.

“besides, we only wanted a quiet ceremony to start with, you’ll all be invited to the big celebration when we have one”.

truth be told, kirishima had forgotten he was married to you, he does for a brief moment each day. it still felt like a crazy dream that he’d wake up from any moment to find himself alone in bed, a bed that you shared with him.

whenever he looked at you, his mind went blank, it was easy for him to forget he was married to you. he’d even find himself fawning over you, wishing he was the lucky guy responsible for the rings on your finger and the smile you wore. that was until he looked down and saw the ring on his own finger, a ring you had custom-made for him to be able to wear regardless of whether his quirk was active or not.

at the end of the day, kirishima would always be that love-sick man who fell head over heels in love with you when you called into his office one day and was forever thankful he was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

he was married to you and no one else would ever get the chance to be called your husband, your other half but most importantly your best friend for life.

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ᱬ⛧ villainous ~ hawks

sum: you're the daughter of a pro hero, a highly sought-after pro. what happens when a villain is tasked with taking you, using you to panic your father and trying to convince you to join his side? only his ways of persuading you involves intimate touches.

pairing: villain! hawks x pro hero daughter! reader

content: 18+ - mdni below cut. implied kidnap/drugging, p in v, language, dirty talk, cream pie, possessive talk, wing play if you squint, reader gets called princess/baby/baby girl/dirty girl, bindings before fun, stalking, general NSFW content.

a/n: originally wrote with another character in mind which is over on ao3, decided on a change when posting here. may or may not have renewed my love for keigo in the process. as always likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated!

word count: 2,450

links: bnha/mha masterlist | masterlist

he'd been watching you for what felt like weeks, taking mental notes of your routine, who you spent time with, and what you ate. every single little thing. being the daughter of a highly sought pro-hero, you were bound to attract attention one way or another and that is exactly what drew them to you. you were the perfect one they needed for their plan. he'd been tasked with one thing and one thing only.

to kidnap you.

for whatever reason, the villainous group he belonged to wanted to make your father pay for what he'd done in society. call it bullshit hero work or whatever, they wanted to make him suffer. breaking him down to his lowest point before ending him once and for all. after observing, your routine seemed a little too easy for him to infiltrate, that was obvious after watching you. and infiltrate is what he did.

the perfect opportunity came up at the cliché moment of you walking alone past an alleyway. you had been so busy all day with work and other things, that you decided to forgo your usual route in favour of one that would help you arrive at your final destination a lot quicker. everything passed in a blur as you felt yourself being dragged to the side, landing with a thud against the damp floor. “fuck, hey what’s…”.

before you had a chance to finish your words, to push yourself up off the ground and take in what was happening, you felt yourself being tackled and pricked by something, eyelids growing heavy. vision blurring slightly as you let your head drop, trying to shake yourself from whatever you could feel taking over you.

all the while eyes watching in pure amusement before they scooped you up, taking you to where you were needed the most.

the blurry vision and heaviness began to clear as you woke up, blinking your eyes to try and help yourself focus. scanning around, you took in the unfamiliar surroundings, swallowing the hard lump in your throat as that sense of uneasiness began to claw at your skin.

letting out a small huff, you glanced down at your wrists and tested the binding that kept them together. after a few seconds, you gave up trying, the binding tied too tight for you to loosen even a little. deciding to look around you once more, you scanned the area again, narrowing your eyes at a certain area of darkness. you could see something lurking there, something that wasn’t a part of your imagination. golden-brown just barely visible.

golden-brown eyes that looked oh so familiar yet the reason why escaped you. "hey, you in the shadows, who are you exactly?".

a low chuckle echoed around the room, causing you to shiver slightly before a figure stepped forward, emerging from the spot you were glaring at a moment ago. your eyes widened in a mixture of emotions as you took in the figure walking towards you.

there was no chance in hell he was alive after all this time.

not from the stories you had heard from your father about his demise and how the world lost an impressive young hero. only, right now, that’s what those words seemed like. stories. made up words that got lost in translation at one point, probably from being spoken by one too many mouths. "how the fuck?".

stood there in the flesh, ready to be seen once again was the winged hero, hawks. except, the hero no longer wore the crown of justice he had worked so hard to achieve, to be the youngest pro hero of his generation with his very own agency.

instead, he wore the crown of destruction, enjoying his new life as a villain. after all, being able to take what you want and cause mayhem while at it seemed to ignite something deep inside of him, something long forgotten.

keigo loved the look of both shock and confusion as he walked towards you, wings twitching slightly as his eyes stayed fixated on you. the sight of you helpless and somewhat bound spurred him on, tongue running across his lips as he stopped just short of you. crouching down, he reached out his hand and placed it under your chin, thumb running across your skin before he rose to his feet, lifting your head at the same time.

keeping your eyes trained on him, you watched him carefully, every move that both he and his wing made. of course, you were trying to figure out what he wanted from you and why. "i've been told to use whatever means necessary to get you to side with us, (y/n)-".

letting his hand drop from your chin he began to drag his fingers down your neck, his touch lingering on your chest for a moment before moving further down your body. a shiver spread down your spine and across your being, out of desire or fear you didn’t know yet, but it took you by surprise, a smirk tugging at his lips as he caught it. you prayed it was the latter. "-that way we'll have that pesky dad of yours come to try and save his precious daughter. then we'll strike, ending him".

hands disappeared from your body for a moment before returning, hands taking hold of your breasts and kneading. biting your lip you let your head drop slightly, trying anything in your power to not let any sounds escape, much to the enjoyment of kiego.

he’d been watching you for some time and now he was fascinated with you. other than the group's mission, he had his own mission, to make you his no matter what. to mark every single part of you inside and out.

cursing yourself, you tried to move slightly but that only spurred the blonde male on. you could feel yourself slowly fall for the pleasure building in your gut and part of you hated yourself for that. hands detached from your chest before travelling, one gripping your throat and squeezing slightly, hot breath fanning across your ear. "how about we kick this up a notch, princess?".

his words had you shivering as you felt the bindings on your wrists loosening, being tossed to the side as you nodded, not trusting yourself to speak out just yet.

clothes were soon discarded, scattered across the floor like useless pieces of material as skin touched skin. the coolness of the room and the floor seemed to pale in comparison to the heat you felt all over your body. the more kiego ran his fingers over your skin, the more you ached. the way he had the pad of his thumb rubbing your clit in circles and he stretched you in his fingers, curling up into that sweet spot that had your vision blurring.

he was a villain, so this should have felt wrong on all levels but deep down, you knew you loved the thrill. you'd always admired him back when he was a hero, how amazing he was and how useful his quirk was. you were told that having a dad as a pro hero, he should have been your favourite, but you couldn’t help falling for the charm of hawks.

you spent many nights slipping your fingers into your already drenched cunt, working yourself at the thought of him destroying you in ways you'd imagine he would as a lover. you figured he’d be slow to begin with, gradually building up the pace until he had you folded, legs numb from his harsh thrusts. those same nights spent crying out his name in the throes of your pleasurable high. "how about we skip right to the good part, princess?".

despite having your mouth open, and moans of wants slipping out, kiego didn’t wait for an answer. lining up the mushroom tip of his cock, he prodded a few times before sinking into your cunt, pushing past that ring of resistance with ease. “f-fuck, baby, you grip my cock so well. who knew you were such a dirty girl?”. pulling back he slipped his cock out of you, leaning forward to hover above your lips before he slammed back into you, muffling your cries of surprise with a searing kiss.

moaning out, you messily kissed him back as teeth and touches clashed, losing all sense of self-respect the more you felt the head of his cock kiss your cervix. you could feel the slight bulge, the way he stretched you deliciously as he continued to press against that spongy spot that had you whining.

your hands began to wander, feeling the way his arms tensed as he thrusted into you, to the way his body reacted to every little thing your own done. the overwhelming feeling of being fucked, stretched more than you thought possible mixed with his relentless thrusts made you start to lose your grip on reality. arching your back, you lifted yourself slightly off the floor as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling his body closer to you and his cock deeper.

words spilt out of your mouth, words the villain smirked at hearing. “h-ha, k-keigo, please, fuck, please”. you didn’t even know what you were begging for but you couldn’t care less. everything felt like it didn’t matter compared to this.

screwing your eyes shut, you whimpered as your hands gripped onto his back, catching the feathers on his wings making a deep groan sound from the villain above you. “f-fuck, baby girl, careful of the wings”. so the rumours were true? you'd make sure to use that to your advantage if you ever got another chance.

one thing you came to learn quickly was that keigo loved to use every surface in the room to his advantage, contorting your body in ways you never knew you were capable of. the mushroom head of his cock repeatedly hit that one spot that had your eyes rolling back, and legs shaking as you tried to remain as sane as you possibly could, drunk from the feeling of his cock making you feel more alive than you had felt.

he didn't care if you were a sobbing mess under him or cock drunk, he had you exactly where he wanted you practically folded in half. that's how he knew you'd accept the proposal he growled out in between his hard thrusts. "baby, h-ah, join us. you'll get to do this every day. f-fuck, i’ll show you just how good it feels to be with me. shit”.

the moan you let out in response made his cock throb painfully, a low growl sounding from deep in his chest as he continued to thrust into your now overly sensitive cunt. your whimpers of joy sounded as you reached your euphoria, feeling him swell slightly as ropes of his come coated the insides of you, making sure to keep every drop stuffed inside. wings fluttering behind him that made you feel so small.

taking a moment to regain his breath, keigo looked you over, eyes taking in your fucked out state. you were a beauty. his beauty. reaching a hand up, he brushed your hair out of your face, fingers lingering on your parted lips. "now, all we have to do is wait for your dear father to come for you, then we'll show him what had become of his darling little angel".

smirking slightly he pulled back, cock slipping out of your cunt, eyes lingering on the small amount of his seed now trickling out and pooling into the floor. "i wonder how he'll react to you being fucked several times by a villain. not just any villain either". you watch his form retreat through a door after cleaning himself and you, taking a moment to regain some of your strength before you move.

you knew it would be a good while before you were even found. as far as you were aware, no one had any idea you were missing. lifting yourself to your feet, you flopped onto the seat you were in before, sighing at the feeling of being on something other than the floor.

did your father know you were gone? not that he had bothered to check on you as of late, you were an adult now so you were left to your own devices. chances are that by the time you were found, when he eventually realised you were gone and began the search for you, you'd be long gone. lost in the world of the villains, especially the world of the blonde villain as you remained by his side.

not that keigo would ever mind you by his side, he had you where he wanted you and right now, even for the foreseeable, you didn't want to leave. especially when you were pinned beneath him, moaning out loud each time he fucked you like there was no tomorrow. pulling your body into positions you didn’t know existed or could only ever dream of.

he could get used to this and nothing could change his mind. he was as drunk on you as you were on him. the woman of his desires was finally his. he'd known about you long before he turned away from being a hero. thanks to working with your dad, he'd seen pictures of you and heard stories, ones that made him laugh and smile. even if it was thanks to the way his cock made you feel, he finally had you all to himself.

a few months had passed since that night and from what you heard, your father had come looking for you. seemingly giving up easily when he saw no trace of you anywhere, it was like you had disappeared into thin air. that solidified how much you meant to him.

truth be told you didn't want to be found. not now. not ever.

you were too busy being not only fucked out by the villain who rocked your world, but loved like you should be. not wanting to leave each other, not wanting anything to end between you. you were too far gone to be rescued even if someone tried. the thrill is too much for you both.

besides, to you, dominant keigo can be quite persuasive when he wants to be. especially when he's buried to the hilt deep inside of you. dragging the dirtiest of sounds out of you as you cling on for your life once more. teetering on the cusp of your combined euphorias.

"that's it, princess, you'll be mine and mine alone~".

"we'll show all these fuckers who's the best out of the so-called heroes and villains".

"especially with you by my side, baby".

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ᱬ⛧ jealousy, jealousy ~ dabi

sum: just some jealous! dabi thoughts.

pairing: dabi x girlfriend! reader

content: 18+ - mdni below cut. jealousy p in v, language, teasing, dirty talk, cream pie, orgasm denial, possessive talk, implied/suggested multiple rounds, slight choking, bruising/marking, reader gets called doll/princess/baby/good girl, general NSFW content.

a/n: oh look, a post that's not a jjk fandom one, oops. regaining my love for this burnt boi, holy fuck. on a side note, an old request from my wattpad days, with a fresh feel. as always likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated!

word count: 1,981

links: bnha/mha masterlist | masterlist

jealous! dabi who doesn’t show any kind of emotion at any point to anyone. it’s scarily complex to read him at times, however, there is one exception to that - you.

jealous! dabi who, when you’re talking to someone, will stand nearby and listen to what you have to say to the lowlife. he knows you don’t have anything to hide from him, he’s just a little insecure about who he is and how he looks at the best of times.

jealous! dabi who’s in a touch-what’s-mine-and-i’ll-kill-you mood 99.9% of the time he’s awake. he won’t hesitate to use his quirk on whoever dares enter your personal space, ask best friend! toga, she was on the receiving end of a near-miss hit from his flames. in her defence, you were going through a rough moment and she was only trying to cheer you up.

jealous! dabi who overhears a mutual villain friend talking to you one night. who hears that he thinks “you look fine” and that he’ll “take you somewhere more comfortable”. the somewhat uncomfortable giggle you let out at the words made him nearly incinerate the pair of you before he caught the look of disgust on your face.

jealous! dabi who decides enough is enough as he steps forward into the light, just in time to see you try and push away the man as he grabs your arm. he knew you’d had enough of this wannabe’s bullshit.

jealous! dabi who joins you by your side in seconds, arm wrapping around your waist as he pulls you closer to him, fingers digging into your hip, much to your amusement. you knew that he was pissed and things weren’t going to end well. judging by that look, he was trying hard to control the flames he wanted to throw out.

jealous! dabi who, once he hears the lowlife talking, tuts in annoyance. “ahhh, dabi, fancy seeing you here. i was just about to ask this beauty to keep me company for the night”. who may or may not have gotten a little too flame-happy when he stepped forward, gripping onto the others' top.

jealous! dabi who turns you to and bends over slightly, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder as you try to kick him in the stomach. you were more than capable of walking back yourself but of course, he had to throw a hissy fit and had the nerve to lug you around until he found a more private place for you both. well as private as it could be out in public.

jealous! dabi who, while walking, takes time to tease your cunt through your panties smirking smugly when you not only moan but also cuss him out. “dabi, i swear i’ll fucking~”. with a quick retort of “fucking me you mean, doll”. you could punch him.

jealous! dabi who drops you to your feet when he settles on a place, pinning you against the wall as he sinks two fingers, knuckles deep, into your cunt. savouring the look of embarrassment and pleasure that flashes on your face as you bite back a moan. he only takes a few moments before he’s helping you jump up only to sink you down on his cock, savouring the way you clamp around him as you finally moan out his name, legs wrapping around him pushing him deeper into you.

jealous! dabi who, on other days when someone dares enter your personal space, will tease you relentlessly with lingering touches and words that make you rub your legs together. telling you exactly how he’s going to fuck you into every surface he can until you're sobbing from the pleasure only he can give you. who’ll walk away to leave you alone with your now active thoughts and flustered appearance.

jealous! dabi who, when he’s had enough of the other lowlifes, won’t give you a moment to breathe between ripping that mind-blowing orgasm thanks to his mouth from you to sinking his cock past the ring of resistance, practically moulding your already tight walls to his shape. “don't think you got the message last time, so i guess i’m just going to have to get it through your skull again, doll”.

jealous! dabi who mutters out other sentences like “who do you belong to?". "who’s the only one making you feel this good". "i’m the only one who gets to fuck you and talk to you like that, understand, baby?".

jealous! dabi who’s rough when he fucks you but when he’s in these moods, he’s the extreme side of rough. you lose feeling in your legs and you’ll have trouble walking for the next few days. at least you’ll be away from prying eyes while you are.

jealous! dabi who makes you blush when he talks to you mid fuck, despite him already pistoning into you like a man possessed. “no one else can, shit, stretch your pussy this good", "f-fuck, you grip me perfectly, “does my cock feel, h-ah, good buried deep in your cunt?".

jealous! dabi who, regardless of your current position, likes to wrap a hand around your throat and squeeze slightly, knocking the breath out of you for a moment as he forces you to look at him, tears of pleasure fall down your cheeks as you grip his forearm.

jealous! dabi who can’t help but hiss out more possessive sentences as he folds you in half, legs dangling in front of your face as you whimper from the sudden change of position. "you’re mine, got that? i’m the only one who can fuck you like this". "i’m the only one who gets to be in your cunt, marking you in a way no other man can”.

jealous! dabi whose favourite thing is orgasm denial when he's in this mood. who loves making you beg for it. he won’t let you crumble to your beautiful euphoria, unless you're a sobbing mess underneath him, shaking from the force then he might make an exception.

jealous! dabi who loves the feeling of your pussy being incredibly wet for him at times like that. the way your slick covers not only the outside of your cunt and your thighs but his cock and thighs as well. knows that when he finally lets you come, you’ll squirt a little more over him and drip onto the bed as well.

jealous! dabi who smirks down at you as you dares you to “beg me to let you come, princess. beg me to fill you full of nothing but me”. who can feel the soaked walls of your cunt pulsate at his voice, silently begging him to let you feel your euphoria before you manage out a string of incoherent words, much to his amusement. “i know you can do better than that, doll”.

jealous! dabi who makes more of a point by stopping his thrusting, moving his hand from your neck and placing them both by your head, caging you beneath him. “come on baby, tell me how much you want me to fill you up with my cum, to having it dripping down your thighs for everyone to see who you belong to”.

jealous! dabi who can be more hands-on than usual, not in the sense of leaving black and blue marks across your skin, but red marks. on your thighs, back, neck and chest. bites and scratches to show everyone out there who fucks you to the point of no return. who you belong to regardless of what they may try.

jealous! dabi who rants as he pushes his cock back into your walls in a harsh rhythm, stating that he thinks "you like to make me jealous so i can destroy your insides” because “why else would you let those fuckers anywhere near you?”.

jealous! dabi who uses the excuse of being jealous so he can bury himself inside you as rough as he physically can muster because he doesn’t dare do it daily. sure he fucks you hard but not as harsh as he does when he’s jealous.

jealous! dabi who loves the way you mewl and cry out for him to let you come, you couldn’t take much more and you were slowly losing your sanity. who gives a countdown until you can let go. if he thinks you’re going to ruin that, he’ll stop his thrusts and pull out with your moans of frustration sounding in the room.

jealous! dabi who’ll make you suffer for a few moments before pushing his cock back into you again, daring you to let go with a smug “did i say you could come yet?”.

jealous! dabi who’ll, when you mutter out a quick “no” and “p-please, dabi, i c-can’t hold on”, give your thighs or ass, sometimes both, a few harsh slaps to get his point across. who loves feeling you quivering beneath him when he knows you won't last much longer. beginning his countdown once more, only to draw it out as painfully slow as he can.

jealous! dabi who’ll, when he finally reaches one, thrusts harshly into you once more, cock head hitting against your cervix as he lets out an almost primal growl, ropes of thick cum spurting out to fill you to the point of feeling so full. who savours the feeling of your cunt milking him, your own euphoria making your eyes roll and jaw slack as you come along with him, squirting on his thighs as well. “good girl”.

jealous! dabi who’ll take his time pulling out of you, smirking at the sight of his seed spilling out of your puffy pussy and running down to the sheets. a proud growl if he knows your own slick is mixed in there.

jealous! dabi who’ll pull you closer to him when he lays down beside you, gripping ahold of you tightly to make sure you’re not planning on going anywhere. not that you could anyway.

jealous! dabi who’s actually scared! dabi once everything is said and done.

scared! dabi who’ll place uncharacteristically soft kisses on your face, lips and neck, taking the time to apologise for being too rough with you. who finds himself relaxing to the patterns you draw on his chest, on his smooth and rough scared skin as you rest your head above his heart, humming along to the drumming rhythm.

scared! dabi who doesn’t want you to leave him, because one thing that followed him around for most of his life, is the feeling of being forgotten and tossed aside. who gets overly jealous because he wants to be the only man you have your attention on at any given time.

scared! dabi who closes his eyes at your touches, listening to your words of assurance and love as you promise you’re not leaving, the only way you’ll leave him is if you were dead. who feels overwhelmed when he’s vulnerable, wanting to know he’s not alone.

scared! dabi who’ll always feel like that young boy he once was. who was given up on at an early age so he learnt to harden his heart to anyone and everyone he came in contact with.

scared! dabi who thanks whatever being out there you came into his life, showing him that not everyone was the same. who thanks his lucky stars that you gave him your time and broke those walls down one small step at a time.

scared! dabi who doesn’t always fuck you rough, despite what everyone thinks and how he looks. who’ll always spend days after fucking into you harshly making sure you’re okay in his own ways. who’ll always be gentle with you when you both end up wrapped around each other in bed next.

scared! dabi who’s come to learn that while he doesn’t like it sometimes, jealous! dabi will always be a part of him and a part you’ll love regardless.

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ᱬ⛧ not meant to be ~ k. bakugou

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 an old work from a few years ago; taking a quick break from a w.i.p.

g/n! reader and sfw. could you class this as angst? you decide!

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although he would never admit it in a million years, he had it bad when it came to you. he knew it from the moment he couldn't stop thinking about you whenever he was alone. everything about you just made his heart and body feel completely different to what he was used to and for that, he hated you for as long as he could manage.

what started as your stereotypical love/hate relationship when you were both children started to develop slowly over time until he could feel his heart beating painfully each time he heard your name or saw you about his daily life.

the great bakugou had caught feelings for you and he had a hard time accepting that. harder than most people would think. he loathed that he had begun to feel this way about you, well at least in the beginning he did because you were nothing more than another distraction to him along with that nerd and annoying extra, midoriya.

as he grew, he started to learn what this somewhat foreign feeling was, especially after asking masaru which seemed to make the eavesdropping mitsuki grin wildly.

the older he got, the worse his feelings got. they seemed to get worse when the two of you were alone, be that walking home or just in school. of course, he had a bad boy image to upkeep and that included bullying the green-haired friend you both shared.

the only exception to his bullying was you, he'd never make you a target of it, always finding ways to do it out of your view.

he was hopeful that being in school would help distract him from his feelings, and he threw himself into his studies as well as his tough-guy act. grinding to be the best around, all while ignoring that ache in his chest whenever you were around.

the feeling wouldn't go away no matter how hard he tried.

then came the ua days. when he saw you in that uniform, he couldn't still the painful way his heart began beating again. he thought he had escaped you for a while but he knew he was kidding himself, especially with your quirk. you’d make the perfect pro hero.

bakugou still came across as the same aggressive boy he always had been, the complete opposite of how others viewed you. was he surprised? not at all, that's just who you were. was he annoyed at the way he felt about you still? absolutely. he tried fighting as hard as he could but it was impossible. nothing seemed to dim the fire lit deep within.

slowly, very much unlike him, he worked up the courage to finally ask you out. to be the one he'd give every inch of his being and soul to.

then came the day he finally convinced himself to do it. he was going to ask you to be his.

clammy hands stuffed in pockets as he began searching for you. you had to be around the school somewhere as you were in none of your usual spots.

the ripple of murmurs reached his ears as he walked along. his heart pounded relentlessly at what he heard. it had to be a joke. something the two of you idiots had conjured up to mess with him.

"have you heard that (y/n) is dating deku?".

"are you serious?".

"they're such a cute couple".

as cliché as it sounds, he felt his world fall apart at the seams. he had to be hearing things, just some dumb extras making up shit to make sure he was in a bad mood for the rest of the day.

there was no way in hell you were dating that nerd. he knew you had standards and deku was not up to those.

turning quickly on his heel, he made his way to the homeroom he shared with you and the rest of 1-a. opening the door, the rumours he heard hit him full force in both his face and his heart. there you were, standing beside midoriya, his arm wrapped snugly around you as you looked at him, that lovestruck grin on your face as you laughed at something mina had said to the pair of you.

small explosions started to crackle in his hands before slamming the door. storming away like a little child who couldn't get their favourite treat when out and about.

your shouts behind him fell on deaf ears as he continued to walk from the situation. he wouldn't let either of you see him defeated.

he began to keep a safe distance. he hated seeing the two of you together, knowing he was not the one who was holding you like that. the one peppering soft kisses on your face and comforting you whenever you were hurt.

he spent many nights after seeing the pair of you looking back over the few photos you had taken together.

a sad smile now resting on his face when he looks at you, your infectious smile there as usual. his heart hurting for an entirely different reason, knowing it was slowly breaking the more he thought about it.

he had lost his chance to be the one that made you smile for the stupidest reasons, the one you poured your heart out to with all your hopes and dreams but most importantly, the one you would bear your very soul to.

part of him wished you and that nerd would call it off knowing he would be the one to swoop on and pick you up, making sure you were treated like the royalty you deserved.

the other part of him knew that he would only fuck things up big time if you two were to ever date now.

he had to spend the rest of his life, which felt like an eternity, watching you smile and be happy in the arms of another man.

a man that should have been him.

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Ok heroes are up next!!!! I hope you all like ittt-

Other theories in the notes please and thank you!

Hey guys! Welcome to part two of the series!!

I hope everyone enjoys!!

🔔(Just a little warning there is a bit of death soo-)🔔

Recap: class 1-A woke up in a grey room with beds and a mysterious robotic voice told them about the games.

Now they are in a dark room with chairs..

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As the class stared at the metal chairs the robotic voice explained calmly, as if reading their minds, “now you will play musical chairs! The rules are easy move whilst the music is playing, when the music stops you find a chair. If you don’t get a chair, you are out! Understood?”

The class nodded in prompted confusion. Hearing the music start as a slow, almost sad, humming tune.

The class circled the chairs as a predator would their prey. Looking at them steadily as their competitive sides shone clear as day as they listened for the music to shut off.

The music quietened down and everyone immediately sprinted for a chair, kirishima missed a chair and chuckled, rubbing his head as he moved to go sit down or something.

BANG!

That was the last time kirishima smiled, or maybe he did and nobody noticed.

What they did notice was the bloody hole through kirishima’s chest and forehead. The blood seeping out in a steady flow as he dropped to his knees, he reached out to denki, who stared back with wide and teary eyes.

“KIRISHIMA-“ denki yelled before trying to get up and go to him befire he was held back by tokoyami.

As denki was about to speak the music started up again, it was now a jack in the box theme.. denki couldn’t move and barely anybody else did.

As kaminari kneeled next to kirishima he whispered, “I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry.. please..” he mumbled, tears in his eyes before

Bang!

A gunshot ripped through the blonde’s head, he fell onto kirishima but the music didn’t stop. Everyone else was in shock but they kept moving, trying to ignore denki’s deathly expression. His pale face and widened eyes looking to everyone before his face finally softened and let out a final noise.

Soon as he dropped the robotic voice rang out again, “congratulations! You have passed the first game!”

The doors creaked open, everyone immediately rushing through to get out quickly, sighing as they got back to the bedrooms.

“Rest easy, next time will be more fun!” The robotic voice rang out as it watched them wallow in despair.

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HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYED!!

Byeee.

Happy 17/18th or whenever I post this but it is kinda short/bad sooo hope y’all enjoy!!

It was a cold morning, cold as normal.. everything was normal. Or that’s what they thought..

The groans of 1-A could be heard from the entire building but the first thing that met their eyes wasn’t their dorms.

It was a grey stoned building with carpeted floors, the beds they slept in with pale grey bunk beds. They weren’t comfortable but not too noisy. The lights stared half assedly with the occasional flicker as the smell of sweat and.. blood, filled the room.

A few almost gagged, others got up and got scared at the change. This wasnt UA, but the question was.. where were they?

Suddenly a voice rang out, almost robotic but not quite human, “welcome to the games!! I hope you all like your accommodations because they were the best made!” It was an almost cheery reply, if not smug.

Bakugou scoffed, “yeah yeah what is this bullshit?! A quirk?!” The blonde yelled, looking up at the camera’s before the metallic voice replied.

“No, this is your home for a few weeks. There can only be one winner to the games, play well and may the cards be in your favour.” The robotic voice sang, the cameras moving as if the voice was walking with the class.

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They were led into a dark grey chamber, with chairs that matched. They looked to be metal or iron with how they shone. The lights buzzed and hummed as the class walked in.

Was this a game..?

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That’s all folks! Wish them luck cause they’re gonna have fun!!

Hope you all enjoyed and part two is coming soon!

Happy days y’all!!

Here is part three!! Hope everyone enjoys!

Recap!!: the two woke up in snow and was confused until they found younger versions of themselves. And their mothers.

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Katsuki shook his head before going back to the window, watching the two young boys smile happily as they watched all might together, happy and proud smiled on their faces as they cheered.

Izuku turned to look at the shaking Katsuki only to realise he was shaking himself.

That was when he heard it. Footsteps.. sounded like a person walking on smoke or something filled with air.

They both paused to look at the creature walking around the street to them, it was a being in the slight shape of a bony old man. It walked over to the two touched their shoulders before pausing and muttering, “choose your path, find your way home.. time of day and people of old..”

Katsuki paused to look at izuku who in turn looked back just as confused. Izuku blinked and looked back at the man, or what was left. His body dissipating into the wind before either of them could get a sentence out.

They looked back at the children who were now sat on the sofa eating cookies in the shape of trees, laughing and watching all might.

—

The light faded to black, the colours and voices draining out as the two flinched back and stared in shock as all that remained was the two boys. Two boys who were now staring at the two in emotionless expressions.

The two walked closer to the smaller children before the children smiled.

“It’s not your time yet, you still have to choose!” The young izuku said as he patted the older izuku’s leg.

“Pick your path soon.. hope you’re ready.” The young katsuki grumbled, lightly hitting the older katsuki’s knee before they both walked off and sat down in the darkness.

Izuku and bakugou looked at them in confusion before watching them evaporate.

-

Next thing they knew uraraka smacked izuku hard in the face, while bakugou was hit by kirishima, both who jumped back soon as the saw the two lockdown boys wake up.

Katsuki glared at the redhead before pausing and realising, they weren’t at the old house anymore… they were at the dorms, on the floor asleep. Well, they were a few minutes ago.

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HEY YALL! Part three is done! Hope y’all liked it!

Hey!! I have part two as the fifteenth today!! Hope y’all enjoy!

Recap:

izuku was walking downstairs, faceplanted onto the stairs before bakugou snuck behind him and scared him. Katsuki tells him about a bell noise that he heard, izuku thinks he’s crazy and brushed it off to go and start get water. Until izuku hears it too and starts searching too. They think they find it next to the sofa and it disappears. They turn around to find a blinding light that seems to transport them to the past.

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The two looked around in shock and slight surprise, the snow was still going and it felt like they knew where they were. Katsuki turned to look at izuku, humming as he saw the greenette with snow in his hair, he walked up close and ruffled izuku’s soft green curls to get the snow out as izuku chuckled a little.

Katsuki gestured to the snow-covered pavement and started walking, izuku following suit with a nervous look, “s-so where do you think we are Kacchan..?”izuku mumbled shakily as he followed the blonde.

The blonde scoffed and shrugged, “Nope. Not a clue.. but somehow I feel like I recognise this place..” he grumbled as he saw izuku pause and look into a window. As katsuki followed his gaze his face dropped.

There in the window he saw a small blonde boy with ruby red eyes and a slightly grumpy look on his face, he was watching an all might themed Christmas show. Then a woman walked in, probably in her mid twenties, she had the same ash blonde hair with darker blood red eyes, with skin the lightest brown possible. She looked kind bit stern.

That was when it hit them, their faces dropping as they realised.

“H-hag..?” Katsuki muttered, still in slight shock from the whole thing as he shook his head and walked closer, putting his face close to the window as izuku ran up next to him, looking like he was having a panic attack.

“Wh-what- but- I-i dont- how…?” Izuku mumbled breathily, shaking his head slowly in shock as he watched the kid cheer on all might on the tv.

Suddenly the lady left and came back with a two more people, both with dark, ivy green hair. Then a man, he was tiny, a child probably. He had freckles dotted all over his cheeks, big pools of green thst were his eyes. His smile was as bright as the sun.

The lady was shorter than the blonde woman and had paler skin, her eyes darker than the greenette’s. She had a nice body, normal proportions to fit her posture.

They both walked away from the window, looking at each other like they just saw death wink at them. Izuku humned and lookef at katsuki, who just looked back even paler.

“How.. how is this possible..?!” Izuku said quickly, his nerves acting quicker than his common sense at this point, Katsuki huffed and looked at izuku nervously.

“Why do they look like us..? And was that our parents?!” Izuku muttered as they looked back through the window.

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Part three coming soon y’all, byeeee!

As requested:

fourteenth of Christmas special! Dekubaku!!

Hope everyone enjoys!

It was Christmas Eve, nobody had any clue about what was happening or what was going to happen. All they knew was Santa had come to give presents.

At least.. everyone else did.

—-

Izuku was having a mental breakdown, he thought he forgot something. He sprints around the dorms in a way to look or find something, someone, he forgot. He was pale as he tripped down the stairs, face planting into his best buddy the floor.

He sighed as he pulled himself up and went to go get some water, giving up on the worry as the tiredness of running about smacked him in the face.

That was when he heard it, and well- felt it.

A hand on his shoulder. Izuku flew thtough the roof with the way he jumped, almost screaming if it wasn’t for him being just next to iida’s room.

The hand quickly gripped the greenette’s mouth, “shh.. you hear the bells..?” The gruff and gravelly voice came out as katsuki’s before letting izuku go.

Izuku paused before looking up at him strangely, “what bells Kacchan..?” The boy mumbled as he got up and dusted himself off, looking around for these so called bells that katsuki could hear.

Ding!

Their heads both perked up at the strange but light noise, turning their heads towards where the sound came from as katsuki pointed nervously, “that- that stupid noise! You hear it too right?” He muttered, practically into izuku’s ear.

Izuku nodded, the noise was light and quick but he did notice it. He looked around, quirk at the ready as he walked around to look for the noise.

Ding! Ding!

“There!” Katsuki whispered as he dashed over, jumping over the sofa as he grabbed- nothing. Nothing was there.. then what was making that stupid noise?! Katsuki thought to himself as izuku got next to him.

“You ok Kacchan..?” The midoryia asked gently as katsuki glanced at him. “Damn it- I was sure I could hear som-“

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Katsuki’s head snapped back and was immediately hit with a flashing light, izuku turned around quickly at the light and was also blinded.

—

Next thing either of them knew they were laying in the snow, izuku rubbed his head and groaned as he looked around.

They were in the street they knew all there life.. snow blanketing everything in a cold embrace, the clouds blocking the sun as the flung down the white fluff of snow.

—-

That’s it! Part two coming soon! Bye!!

Hey I just came in to give part two of the roommates series for the thirteenth!

Hope everyone enjoys!

Shoto was still cleaning up and making his apartment look good the very next day. The excitement spreading all around the apartment as shoto started cooking his breakfast. That was when he heard it, the knock.

He rushed downstairs and quickly opened it. His face dropping slightly as he saw the delivery man, he checked his clock and internally facepalmed. Right.. three o clock.

—-

It was only after a few short minutes he heard a knock, loud and rapid. Also a loud huff. He walked over quickly and opened the door, flinching as he noticed the blonde, he had strawberry blonde hair and ruby red eyes that seemed to slice shoto down at even the smallest glare.

The blonde walked in without even sending a hello and flopped onto the sofa as if he’d done this before.

Shoto walked over to him and gently said, “um.. hello? Im shoto todoroki..” he nervous but curiously said to the blonde, stepping back a little at the glare he took from the blonde. The dual haired boy took a breath before continuing, “what’s your name..?”

The blonde hummed and muttered out a half assed, “Katsuki. Katsuki bakugou.” Before side eyeing him and going back onto his phone. A bored but grumpy look on his face as he continued.

Shoto hummed and looked at him for a few more seconds, “alright.. I- uh.. I’m just gonna go get some food ready..” when all he got was a grunt in return he sighed and went to cook some food.

—-

After a while the blonde walked into the kitchen with a grumpy look on his face, “what are you doing..?” He said in slight shock. Was shoto doing something wrong..? Todoroki turned to look at the food before looking back at katsuki.

“Your cutting the chives all wrong- WHO THE FUCK TAUGHT YOU?!” He snapped, shoving shoto away with a glare, “who the bloody hell taught you?!” As he shouted shoto flinched and looked to the floor in embarrassment.

“M-my sister..?” Shoto muttered nervously as the blonde huffed, “your sister would cry if she saw this.”

Shoto blinked befire snapping back, glaring at the blonde as he stated, “well if your sooo great then do it yourself!” He sighed at katsuki huffed and started cooking, “fine, I will.” He muttered as he continued.

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That led to a lavish meal, fried calamari and salad on the side with miso soup boiled to perfection as the vegetables floated with the perfect amount of seasoning. The drinks were a dark red and ice cubes bounced as katsuki placed the drinks down.

“Well? Isn’t this better than the trash fire you were making.” He said smugly as he sat next to shoto.

As shoto dug in his eyes widened, a reluctant smile growing onto his face as he ate, “yes I must admit.. this is great.” He admitted with a small grin.

Katsuki smirked, “told ya.” He said confidently as he dug in too, slightly shocked at how good it was, even if he did make it.

Heyo here’s twelfth day!

Hope y’all enjoy.

Izuku was tired. That was an understatement. He just had training with all might and Katsuki, and training was much worse. He had second to none sleep thanks to the nightmares of kamino ward.

He sighed, too tired to even bother with schoolwork. Quite easily people noticed, got worried. Shoto walked closer tapped him on the shoulder and looked worried, “you ok midoryia..? He mumbled as he stared into his eyes.

Izuku flinched and nodded, “yeah.. just tired.. of… you know.. life.” He sighed as shoto nodded in understanding, looking at him in sympathy. Shoto took and gave a deep breath before answering, “you know we are here for you right?”

Izuku only nodded in response as he started walking back to the dorms.

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After a few more hours of a nap he was woken up by a presence he could feel, he groaned and turned over to try escaping and keeping warm but it didn’t leave. It felt like a hand stroking his cheek but he couldn’t be sure who it was until he heard a huff and felt hands wrap around him.

Katsuki. Katsuki was cuddling him.

He tried not to go bright red and ruin the moment as he snuggled in closer but Katsuki humned and pulled him closer, a small breath felt on izuku’s neck as he was nuzzled into by the blonde. Izuku hummed and actually started relaxing.

That was when he felt it, the cold jolt of AFO staring at him. He flung up and used, by his knowledge, 50% of his power. He froze as he felt the whole dorm go into chaos, his face dropping as he realised it was his fault. He needed to get his shit together.

He locked himself into his room with an upset look on his face, curling into a ball as he started crying.

He was the problem.

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After a few more hours he heard a knock, “let me in dumbass.” The voice grumbled before a cooler and more gentle voice came out behind it, “let us in midoryia…”

He huffed and reluctantly opened the door, trying to smile as he saw the blonde and dual haired boy stare back in worry, their faces almost dropping as he saw the depressed and drained greenette staring back.

“D- izuku.. stop hiding in your room, we know it was an accident Damn it.” Bakugou said firmly as he glanced at todoroki for approval, when he got a nod in response he looked back at deku and sat onto his bed.

“But.. I-i hurt you guys- I-i didn’t want to..” izuku muttered, before shoto hummed and held izuku’s hand, squeezing it gently as he locked eyes with midoryia.

“That isn’t true you know.. we don’t think that and neither does anybody else in 1-A.” Shoto said as bluntly as he could without sounding too mean. Patting izuku’s thigh as katsuki huffed, “exactly, so stop acting like this got it?” Katsuki poked his side to try prove a point but izuku only flinched and tried pushing him away.

Katsuki paused and looked at shoto. That was an idea. Shoto chuckled and brought izuku closer, “your not.. ticklish.. are you midoryia..?” He muttered into izuku’s ear, smirking as the boy snickered and tried pulling away, bakugou’s large arms blocking him.

“N-nohoho- hahaha! Kahahacchan! Wahahaihihit!” The young boy squealed as katsuki started digging into his sides. Shoto chuckling and forcing his hands up so he could dig into his armpit, causing the boy to giggle louder.

“Aw.. how are you giggling this badly already?” Katsuki muttered as he led him down and started to dig into his stomach instead, putting his body laid onto the bed as shoto moved to his thighs. Izuku’s giggles turning into squeaky laughs, “StohOHOhohop! Ihihit tickles..”

“That’s kinda the point izuku…” shoto muttered as his hands moved quicker. Katsuki pulling away and shoto reluctantly doing it as izuku deflated.

“Feeling better?” Katsuki pats his shoulder as izuku nodded.

“Good now let’s get downstairs.”

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Edit: sorry this took so long haha-

Bye!!

I am here!

Eleventh day here!

Hope everyone likes it:

It was freezing cold outside to say the least. Most of 1-A had dashed outside at the mere sight of the snow while the others stayed in side nice and warm. The snow thrown and used to be built freezing fingers off at different speeds as the lazy winter wind ran through.

Meanwhile inside the fire blazed as the more “sensible” members of 1-A spoke. The chatter almost heard over the warm glare of the fire as a forgotten movie could be heard in the background.

Iida glanced outside in slight worry as he poked his head out the blanket river he placed himself in, “you think we should check on them..?” He said in slight worry before momo sighed, “it is getting late.. and bakugou is almost done with dinner…”.

Uraraka sighed, resting back onto the pillow fortress she made with the help of shoji, who was now resting in said pillow fortress with Tsu and tokoyami. She looked outside before jumping back at the snowball that was thrown at the window.

“Come outside you cowards!” They heard denki yell as he threw another snow ball, jiro shaking her head before burying herself back in blankets, “leave them..” she muttered, “they’ll get bored of us eventually..”

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After a few minutes they heard them leave and sighed, finslly able to properly rest. Bakugou walked back in with a very upset Satou.

“Deal with this idiot. He almost killed me.” Bakugou said before throwing the grumpy satku towards the pillow fort, knocking it over like bowling pins in a bowling alley. Satou sighed, “sorry… I kinda burnt the crème brûlée..” he muttered as iida patted his back, “it’s ok we know you didn’t mean to.”

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After a while the door opened and in trudged a cold wet and tired other members of 1-A. Izuku whined and he faceplanted into the sofa, Denki only just making in to the warm carpet before deciding a nap.

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Hope you all enjoyed! Bye!!

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Hope you enjoy the.. tenth? Tenth day of Christmas!

(Btw warning this is an au not the actual story.)

It was cold in the apartment but hey, the hell could shoto do? Light it up? The electricity bill was far too high enough as it was already. So when he walked out to see the deep blue sky gazing back down at him as clouds wafted about and chatter danced on the wind he got a feeling of emptiness. He wished someone was there with him.

He sighed and went to his desk in the spare room and started typing up some random thing on his computer, a bored look on his face as he watched his computer dash quickly.

That all changed soon enough. He saw his landlord, a little old woman with bright purple hair with green calm eyes, waddle in. “Shoto! I need your take on having someone move in with you.”

Shoto paused before turning to look at the lady, “who?” He mumbled, his confused look only growing at the sight of she gave him.

“A boy.. his name is katsuki bakugou. I hope you’re ok with that..?” Her voice practically sang as he looked up at him in empathy and expectance.

The dual haired boy hummed and smiled with a nod, “sure, I’m sure it won’t be too bad.” He said as he walked into his room and checked where an extra bed and stuff could fit, not even hearing the old woman mumble a quiet ‘if only…’ before nodding.

“Great! He’ll come in at 3 tommorow ok?” She asked again with a tired look as shoto smiled and nodded, “sure! Sounds great!”

The old lady smiled, “great. See you soon ok?” She asked gently as shoto nodded and walked off out of the apartment door, the small clang of the stairs echoing as she walked down.

Shoto smiled, this was going to be great! He thought to himself as he started tidying everything up and fixing up some dinner. A new roommate!

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That’s the end of part one have a nice day!!

My ass is losing motivation sooo here are some of my 1-A headcanons/rules.

Ok so basically:

Rule 1: bakusquad isn’t allowed in the kitchen without supervision. This was after denki blew up the fridge, kirishima broke the counter, sero and Mina exploded the flower abd baking spiced.

Rule 2: if bakugou/midoryia are caught fighting grab aizawa/midnight.

Rule 3: monopoly and uno are banned

Rule 4: no use of the words ( freak, useless, weirdo or mistake.

Rule 5: if anybody feels like a panic attack/ anxiety attack get them yo their room instantly.

Rule 6: no slang terms.

Rule 7: only wake aizawa past 10:00 if an emergency (side note running out of toilet paper/having a nightmare ISNT an emergency.)

Rule 8: mineta is fully allowed to be punished if needed.

Rule 9: the pills tablets (period pains and sickness) are allowed to be opened by iida and momo ONLY.

Rule 10: use correct pronouns for the whole class only.

That’s all!!

Happy eighth day of Christmas guys!!

Here’s another fic!!

Hope y’all enjoy!

It was a cold and boring day at 3 in the morning, the hustle and yell of the city dancing in the cold winter air as the stars shone down into the city below. All of it mixing as a melody that was lost in the dark and lonely sky that hawks was flying in.

It didn’t take him long to get home to his apartment though. Welcoming home dabi, who was talking to the cat, phoenix.

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Dabi’s head perked up as he heard the damn bird walking through the door, a scoff escaping his scarred lips as he got up, “took you long enough bird brain.” He scolded, wrapping his arms around keigo instantly.

“Missed you too burnt bitch.” Keigo shot back with a smirk as he pat his back.

“Missed you.. you know that? Twice is as hyper as ever and toga had almost cut herself twice.” Dabi listed, a smile on his face although he looked tired. Hawks chuckled, “I can’t leave for a minute huh?” He shot back with a smirk as he walked inside.

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SORRY THIS WAS SO SHORT I AM SUPER BUSY AND FORGOT! BYEEE

Hellooo everyone and this is the seventh fic of Christmas

(So sorry my timetable is screwed up)

Hope y’all enjoy!!

Credits: @call-me-copycat for this amazing idea! Give them follows they deserve pleaseee

It was a week before Christmas, 1-A went on a large shopping trip to prepare.

“Ok!” Mina yelled as she clapped her hands and continued, “iida placed me in charge so we can do this properly abd efficiently or whatever!! Split up, but anything and everything Christmas like!”

She looked around at the nods and cheers of her classmates and nodded, “LETS GO!” She yelled loudly as she dashed off with momo and jiro.

And so 1-A dissipated in every direction, nowhere wasn’t infested in the chaotic classmates:

Bakugou and Satou were looking at food and drinks, arguing over sweets and the proper seasoning of a turkey.

Uraraka, izuku, denki, hagakure and kirishima set out for presents. Squealing over all might stuff(mostly izuku) and discussing t-shirt sizes.

Mina, jirou, momo and sero were looking at wrapping paper and aesthetic for the tree and dorms (Mina sneaking in a few mistletoe and silly string).

Shoto and iida were busy babysitting the others(iida mostly) as they all split up to do their things.

Iida watching in confusion but shock nonetheless over tokoyami looking at notebooks and guitars(after the music at the festival he was convinced to try again.)

“I didn’t know you wanted to try playing a-“ iida muttered before going silent again over tokoyami raising a silencing finger and strumming a few notes, humming a long a tune. “After the festival I decided to take up the path of music after all..” his low voice sung out as he turned his beak to iida.

Shoto was busy looking at soba with Tsu, who was looking at a cookbook for her siblings or 1-A.

Shoto hummed, “you think I should get the easy cook soba or the microwaveable soba..?” Shoto questioned as Tsu just hummed.

“Honestly I’m not sure.. depends on how each taste.” Tsu sighed as she stared into her dual coloured friend’s eyes in boredom and acceptance.

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1-A left the mall satisfied, safe to say it was a success.

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Hope everyone enjoyed!!

Y’all this is it.

a heads up for anyone agonizing over 431 and it’s distinct oddness compared to the rest of the manga/as a last chapter:

tl;dr horikoshi asserts that 429 is mha’s final chapter and 430 is mha’s epilogue. he subtly implies he did not independently write 431 and less subtly implies he does not see it as part of his main storyline. basically up to us if we want to see it as canon or not, but to horikoshi, chapter 430 was the end of bnha.

Hey y’all I thought I’d add a big three one in here sooo ya!

Enjoyy

It was a cold day out, nejire was making hot chocolate as Mirio and tamaki were playing with eri, a happy look on the little girl’s face as she happily doodled.

Mirio paused, “soo tamaki? Real quick what can you do if you eat turkey?” He asked suddenly as he turned to tamaki with a smile, curious more than bright.

Tamaki paused before shrugging and nervously replying, “I-i don’t kn-know I’m not entirely sure..” he paused before sighing and continuing, “but I assume you’d like t-to find out..?”

Mirio quickly nodded as the nervous navy haired boy sighed and got up to borrow some from the fridge that they’d bought earlier. He opened his mouth and bit, his mouth cutting it into small bounds befire swallowing it.

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Neijire poked her head out and gasped in awe and shock, giggling a little at the sight of amajiki with a beak and turkey wings. Mirio smiled, “nejire! Isn’t this cool? Amajiki is a turkey!!!” He said happily as he stood up and gestured to amajiki.

Nejire shook her head and smiled, “beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous.”

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Sorry for it being short I ran outta ideas-

I AM HERE WITH ANOTHER FIC!!

Go check out the ask box/notes below if you have any ideas/ asks!

Bakugou sighed. It was super tiring after working out and sparring with deku, AND winning of course. After falling onto his bed he sighed as he started looking at some new things on his phone, few minutes later izuku texts him.

“Hey kacchan Ik your probably either asleep or studying but can I pleasee go hang out with you?”

A long pause before bakugou finally answered.

“Quickly ya hear me? And don’t let anybody find out or hear or your dead got it?”

“Got it.”

It didn’t take long before katsuki heard a knock at the door and excitedly reluctantly opened it, “bout time. You took to long nerd.” The blonde grumbled as izuku came in and sat down.

“Is that your way of saying hello?” Izuku teased as he gave a small poke to katsuki’s side. Bakugou froze before looking at izuku, “is this what we are doing now?”Katsuki sighed as before grabbing izuku’s wrist and poking his side and tummy back.

Izuku snickered, “ohohok gohohod I’m ohohnly kidding.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes, a smirk now growing on his face, “your already giggling? I almost forgot how sensitive you are.” He teased before fully digging into his stomach.

Izuku laughed, “ohohok! Ok mehehercy mehehercyihihi-“ katsuki smiled and let go before bringing him closer for cuddles.

“Don’t try that again.” Bakugou mumbled as izuku nodded, “fine.” Izuku huffed.

That was a lie.

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HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!

FOURTH FIC PF CHRISTMAS!!!

👋hold it!! I have an announcement!!👋

I just wanna say thanks for all the likes I’m getting and support! I love it so so much and it means a lot!!! I know mha had kinda gotten chaotic but this made my day so much so Thanks!!

That’s all and please enjoy!

It was.. a nice day to say at least. Everyone was smiling and laughing, a fun littke snow day for the classes since it was too cold to do anything. So far it was relaxing and a calm day until..

Bam! Shoto got a snowball thrown hard into his face, he flinched and paused to see a smirking denki who was hiding in a snow fort along with the rest of the bakusquad.

“What.. what was that for..?” Shoto mumbled in confusion, tilting his head as he turned to look at denki’s astonished face, “you- you don’t know what a snowball fight is..?” The blonde said, his voice barely up into a whisper as bakugou scoffed and izuku’s face turned from playful to sympathy.

Of course he hadn’t he grew up with endeavour..

After a few minutes of silence, Bakugou sighed and threw another one at izuku, “let’s show him then huh dumbass?!” He shouted, grabbing his other classmates’ attention. Everyone apart from the very confused shoto gave a small look of understandance before getting into a ready position.

Izuku held shoto’s hand and gave him a snowball, “I’ll teach you ok?” He waited for shoto’s nod before smiling and continuing, “ok so raise your arm like that.. tilt your hand and make sure you know where you want throw but put some power into it aand.. GO!”

Shoto threw hard as he could, the cold ball of fluffy ice smacked a now shocked sero in the cheek, a small smile now growing on shoto’s face as he prepared to throw another.

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It didn’t take long before everyone went inside and got warm again, shoto tapped izuku’s shoulder with a gentle smile, “thanks for teaching me izuku..”. Izuku nodded as he returned the smile with a, “no problem!”

“Let’s do that some other time cause I want a damn rematch. And this time DONT hold back deku!” Bakugou yelled from the kitchen, sipping his hot chocolate as the little marshmallows bounced with every ripple.

Shoto nodded as well as izuku. They were definitely doing that again.

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AHH I hope everyone enjoyed this one as much as I did writing it! Love y’all!

Hello and here’s the third fic of Christmas.

Hope everyone enjoys and has a wonderful day!

It was the night befire the night before Christmas. And all through UA.

Aizawa had a plan to give eri Christmas Day.

1-A all gathered round faced filled with despair.

Their minds filled with nothing but “that isn’t fair.”

And so started the plan to save Christmas for eri.

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Aizawa hummed, “alright so shoto, momo, iida and bakugou on gifts?”

Shoto pulled out endeavours credit card and nodded, “yep.”

Aizawa blinked before sighing and rubbing his forehead, “not even gonna ask. But then the rest are focused on decorating and snacks?”

Everyone else nodded befire working double time.

“Let’s do this then.”

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Sorry it was so short I got stressed from private stuff and almost forgot- haha! Sorry-

Second day another fic today!! Hope you all enjoyyy!

Hagakure was busy unboxing Christmas stuff with the other girls with excitement, a smile on all their faces as Mina cause eyes with something, a green plant with white bulbs.

Mistletoe. She found this mistletoe. Momo leaned in next to Mina to see what it was and chuckled, looking at Mina In acceptance and amusement.

“Mistletoe agsin Mina?” Momo sighed tiredly and Mina happily nodded, humming in excitement as she rushed to place it at the most inconvenient spot.

So far she caught sero and todoroki, denki and jiro, momo and jirou, todoroki and iida. And now, standing there… was bakugou, who was in complete confusion and half assed anger.

As bakugou was forced to stand there izuku came down the hallway, bakugou’s face dropped.

Deku- wait DEKU?! No no no this isn’t good.. if he gets here then me and him are gonna- not that I don’t want the kiss but- ughhh whyyy?!

“Deku wait-“ was all bakugou could get out before izuku walked through the hallway, pausing as he heard katsuki call him.

That was when it hit him, the mistletoe and the realisation. As he brushed the plant off he paused, looked at katsuki’s before looking back at the mistletoe and going bright red.

They both stared at each other in silence, bakugou silently thanking god that Mina wasn’t there or barely anybody. Apart from denki, kirishima and sero eith Mina eavesdropping and waiting.

Bakugou paused and stared at the greenette in front of him, trying to keep the glare on his face as izuku looked around before back at katsuki,

“nobody else is here.. we could…” izuku mumbled, fiddling with his fingers as he turned to look at him.

Bakugou scoffed, leaning and kissing his forehead before storming off, “oh come onn that’s it?!” Izuku yelled after him as he continued walking towards him as bakugou rolled his eyes and continued walking.

Izuku sighed and outstretched his palms, blackwhip flinging out like a proper whip to wrap around him and drag katsuki back, despite the profanity and yelling.

Izuku just hummed and brought him closer, looking into katsuki’s eyes for and go ahead look but after a few more minutes bakugou reluctantly nodded slowly. Izuku smiled and leaned in to kiss him on the lips gently before letting go of blackwhip and hugging katsuki as he pulled away.

Katsuki clung to him, “asshole..” he mumbled as he cuddled closer.

“Love you too Kacchan” izuku laughed as he massaged his back gently.

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Hope you all enjoyed!!

@fusciaguardian

@todoroklee

Hello everyone and welcome to the first fic of Christmas!!

All of 1-A were in the dorms, the bowl full with names. Excitement on everyone’s faces with wide smiles.

Everyone took a name, few groans and few confused looks around the table whilst bakugou gave a side eye to the greenette who had an always optimistic look.

He sighed and stood up. A scoff escaping as he got to the door to his room to start looking for something to give/make.

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Izuku sighed and started heading to the shops with shoto and iida to get gifts.

“What do you think momo would would like?” Shoto asked bluntly before staring in confusion at the two who just stared in shock.

“You- you do know you’re not supposed to SAY WHO it is..?” Iida admonished with a sigh of disbelief, izuku biting back a laugh as he wandered around before pausing at the perfect item.

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“Ok so everyone has their gifts?” Mina said quickly as she clapped in excitement, looking around the room and grinning at the nods she got. “Perfect!”

As everyone got their gifts the chaos ensued, cheers, smiles and grateful thanks dances in the air as talk and chatter joined. Nobody noticing katsuki sitting next to izuku before staring at him.

“Oi loser.. I want to.. ugh..” he groaned before chucking a green and orange box at izuku and standing up to go and leave.

Izuku paused and flinched before catching the box and starting to open the box, almost dropping it as he stared at the gift in excitement, a new pair of gloves and an all might pin. He sighed and grinned, “thanks kacchan!” He yelled after the blonde before getting up to follow him and hand him his gift.

Katsuki paused to turn around and wait for his gift, his scowl softening to a curious huff as he stared at him. “Well? Spit it out nerd.”

He handed him a small box and a note that bakugou quickly opened- not that he was excited for the gift or anything! That’s stupidly dumb.

He stared at the gift, a picture of him and izuku when they were younger with a note of,

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“hey kacchan, sorry I couldn’t think of anything else to make you. I hope this is good!

Lots of love izuku!!”

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Katsuki gave a hum as he stared at the photo, a smile escaping as well as a tear.

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Hope you enjoyed gimme ideas for more pleaseeee cause I love doing this!

Credit:

@curses-by-crane-wives-rules

First fic of Christmas from me!

Hope y’all enjoy!

The snow was already pouring from the sky, faces of excitement and joy surrounding windows and busy streets with the thick layer of snow coating everything it lands on.

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Eri blinked in confusion as she watched the snow float down from the sky, she turned to look at Mirio and aizawa with curiosity before pointing back to the snow.

“Whats that..?” She mumbled as she turned to look back at the window in amazement and confusion.

Mirio smiled his usual goofy smile,

“It’s snow eri..” he explained gently, a smile on his face as he chuckled at her confused look, “basically frozen rain..”

Eri paused then hummed, a small smile on her face.

“Can I see it..?” She asked in excitement, her little fists moving up and down as she looked at the two expectantly.

Mirio immediately nods, his smile instantly brightening as he took eri into his arms and got her into the proper equipment.

Eri waddled excitedly out into the snow, her pale white coat waving in the wind as the red lines on her sleeves moved in the wind.

This was going to be fun!

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Hope you all enjoyed the first fic!!

Hey y’all! Me here posting a lil Drabble I thought was good!

It was 6:30. Six thirty pm on the clock. Katsuki had no idea it was possible to be THIS bored. God he needed to do something, he might die of boredom otherwise. But what could he do? He already went on his phone for half an hour, gyms were closed and aizawa would rather die than let him go out.

He paused, that’s it! He should talk to someone. That usually helps. But who? Who bothers him the least and who was free.. he thought a while and decided on just laying there till something exciting happened, that was until someone came knocking on his door.

“Kacchan..? You awake..?”

The voice mumbled quietly as I paused. Of course it was deku. I sighed and said nice and clear,

“Yeah nerd. Doors open.”

Then the door creaked open and a boy with the fluffiest hair known to man opened the door and peaked in, smiling as he walked in.

“Another nightmare?”

Katsuki sighed, shifting in the bed to give him space and to hide his slightly worried look.

Izuku nodded sheepishly and waddled closer, sitting on the bed with him. He smiled and leaned into the blonde’s chest with a soft hum. Katsuki sighed and started running his hands through izuku’s hair, watching izuku melt into him and start falling asleep.

Idiot… he can’t keep doing this but katsuki knew he couldn’t help it.

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Ik it’s cringe and I’m sorry but I can’t help it-