Warnings: Smut, Smut Smut. If you are not 18 or older, please do not read.
Authors Note: Requests are still OPEN! Refer to guidelines on my blog for rules. This is my birthday present to myself, LOL.
+Denki comes home late one night and is in a certain mood. You wake up to him coming into the room. He crawls into bad with you and proceeds to make a mess of you and himself.
I had fallen asleep early that night. We had been messing around a bit but Denki had to go out on a late mission and told me not to wait up. So I threw on one of his shirts and went to bed. I was woken up by the bedroom door shutting and opened my eyes. I was laying on my stomach and saw the clock read 2:30am.
“Denki?” I called out in a sleepy voice. I pushed up on my elbows slightly, rubbing my eyes.
“It’s me baby…” I felt the bed dip and Denki crawl over me. I turned over to look at him. Once level with my eyes, he leant on his forearm next to my head with his other hand on my waist.
“What…” I went to ask, setting my hand on his chest.
“Sh, baby…” He leant in close, ghosting a breath over my lips before kissing me hungrily. I whimpered underneath him, barely being able to keep up with his pace. His hand lightly traveled down my leg and back up, catching the hem of my (his) shirt with his thumb. He pulled away and I tried to follow his lips.
“Hey!”
“Haha. Soon enough sweet darlin’.” He said. I watched him look me over in the dark. “I love it when you wear my clothes.” He leant down and traced the shirt collar with his tongue. I gasped, arching my back and squirming under him. “Oh, do you like that?”
“Yes!” I tried to pull him into a kiss but he kept his distance. I whined and he just laughed in response. His hand moved back down and traveled between my legs, purposely missing the spot I needed him most. He pushed my thighs apart and slotted his hips between my legs. I could feel his hard length pushing against me.
“What should I do next darling?” He kissed my neck and slowly rolled his hips into mine. My mouth dropped open before I bit my lip.
“Anything, please. Just… touch me, love me, kiss me.” I grabbed onto his neck. He let me pull him down this time. My kiss to him is very needy. I whined against his lips as he rubbed circles into my hips. I bucked up into him and he gasped against my lips.
“Shit baby.” He pulled away as his hips moved against mine. I kissed down his jaw before searching his neck for his sweet spot. He gave a particularly hard thrust when I nibbled just above his collar bone. I attacked that spot and shivered as he moaned.
“Denki, please. I need you.” He pushed up onto his hands, still grinding against me.
“Uh, do you know? I couldn’t tell.” He joked. I hit him in the chest before running my fingers through his hair. I toyed with the black bolt.
“I want you.” I whispered.
“Then you’ll have me.” He smiled. He hooked his thumbs in my underwear before pulling them off. I watched as he pulled off his own clothes. I trailed my eyes down his toned chest until I got to his v-line. He was just about to pull off his briefs.
“Let me…” I sat up and pushed his hands away. He stood up on his knees and I pulled them off. His cock bobbed before standing at attention. I looked up at him through my lashes before licking a long stripe from base to tip.
“Shit” He hissed and I felt him grip my hair. I wrapped my hand around his shaft before slowly pumping him. I teased the tip with my tongue before blowing on it. My head was pulled back roughly. “Now, no teasing.”
“I’m sorry.” I tried to go back to his cock but he instead pushed me down. He lowered himself back down. He kissed me and I felt his fingers at my entrance. I moaned as he slipped two fingers in. I bucked against his hand. “More.”
“Patience baby. Don’t want to hurt you.” He whispered. He slowly prepped me adding another finger for a bit before pulling them out completely. He then reached behind my head and came back with a condom.
“Denki, hurry.”
“Impatient tonight?” He asked while slipping it on.
“You’re the one that woke me up and got me all hot and bothered so take responsibility.” I snapped, yanking on his hair. He hissed and dropped down to hover just above me.
“I will then.” He smirked and pushed in in one go.
“Ah, Denki!” I moaned out, my hand finding more purchase in his hair. He grinded his hips slowly against mine while I adjusted to his size. His fingers had nothing on his dick. I gasped and he get his forehead on mine. “Pl-lease.”
“Alright.” He pulled his hips back slightly and pushed forward again. I whined and bucked up into him more. He chuckled and pinned down my hips.
“Denki!” I went to protest but was cut off by a hard thrust. A moan forced it way out of my lungs as he set an ungodly pace. I clutched onto his back, nails scratching his back.
“Dammit Y/N…” He said breathlessly. He angled his thrusts and lifted my hips higher.
“Ah! Denki, right there!” I gasped. He straightened up and I ran my nails down his chest.
“That feel good, baby?” He asked breathlessly. I nodded furiously, basically mewling at the pleasure.
As he went fast and harder, I couldn’t form a coherent sentence, just moans of his name. I hiked my legs up higher on his waist pulling him closer. I reached up and cupped his cheek. He opened his eyes to meet mine and his were completely clouded with lust. I’m sure mine matched his.
I slightly tugged on his hair and he seemed to get the hint because he dropped down and planted his lips on mine. His hand traveled down and rubbed me slightly. I gasped and tightened around him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He gasped against my lips. His hips stuttered before he picked up his pace. The sound of slapping skin, heavy breathing, and muffled moans were filling the room. It wasn’t long until I felt that familiar warmth tightening in my belly.
“I’m close, Denks.” I said, pulling away from his sweet lips.
“Are you know?” He asked. I nodded with a whimper. “Mmm…” Suddenly he tapped my thigh, sending a small voltage through me.
“Denki!” My back arched off the bed.
“God dammit, that was hot! Got to admit I’m close too, babe.” He nipped at my neck and ear. “How about we cum together?”
“Yes.” I nodded furiously.
“Come on then baby…cum with me.” He gave one hard thrust hitting all the right places and I fell over the edge.
“Denki!” I screamed.
“Shit, Y/N!” His hips sputtered before going still, cumming hard. He lightly kissed at my neck, grinding his hips as we both came down. He pushed up and pulled out slowly. I whined from the sensitivity. “I’m sorry baby.” He kisses my chest and tummy before getting up.
“Fuck.” I moved up the bed and laid better on the pillows. “Denki.”
“I’m coming back, my love. Patience.” He called from the other room.
“Okay.” I murmured as I tried to pull the blanket over me slightly. Denks came back with stuff to clean me up. He shushed and cooed at me as I flinched from the sensitivity. He disappeared for a moment before coming back and he hopped into bed with me.
“Damn, you always amaze my baby.” He whispers as he cuddles up to me, burying us in the blankets. I bury my head in his neck and completely relax into his arms.
“I try.” I joked. He chuckles and nuzzles into my hair and breaths in. “Did something happen at work that you needed some relief from?”
“No. Just wanted my darling baby.”
“Okay.” I kissed his collarbone. “But know that I will be getting you back for the teasing later.” I felt him shiver under me and smirked.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” He said in an excited tone before we both drifted off.
Genre: Romance / Hurt-Comfort / Angst / Love Triangle
Rating: 18+ Mature Content
Trigger Warnings: Depression, Mentions of Character Death, Suicidal thoughts, Blood, Manipulative behavior, Sexual content, Language, use of pet name(sweetheart).
Being forced to endure life unraveling in unexpected ways, her destined path becomes the root of all her insecurities. The form in which comfort takes…may just surprise her.
Pairing:Bakugo x Reader. Suitable for Males, Females, Non Binary, all of them :D Characters: Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Minoru Mineta, Mezo Shoji, Koji Koda, Hanta Sero Rating: Completely SFW
Dis is fluff about my angry boi. He deserves some love :,(
Ah Valentine’s Day… The one day where you can shamelessly buy your crush some flowers or chocolates and they have to accept it. UA’s halls buzzed with glee and chittering from its students. You sat at your desk, doodling in your notebook as you waited for class to start. “Hey Y/N!” Denki’s head dips below your eyes, taking away your sight of the page that your pen made contact with. “Why hello there human taser.” You say with a smile. “What can I do ya for?” “I just wanted to give you this.” He stated casually, pulling out a box of chocolates. You pout with thankful and joyful eyes. As if you had just seen a puppy. “Aww Kaminari.” “Don’t thank me, they’re actually from Kiri, he just got too nervous so I did it for him.” Your smile widens, the thought of nervous Kiri was one you found quite adorable. You lean further into your desk to look at Kiri who sat in the same row. “Thank you.” You mouth to him. He blushes and mouths back. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” His lips curled into a contagious smile. “Anyways… I got you this!” Denki whipped out a heart shaped card and slammed it on your desk excitedly. “Happy V day weirdo!” You laugh at him and pick up the card. “Thank you doofus.” You say as you lightly punch him in the arm.
“Y/N!” You turn to see a joyous Midoriya. “Hey! How’s your Valentine’s so far?” “Chocolates from Kiri, card from Denki, Koji picked me some flowers and Shoji kept Mineta as far away from everyone as possible. So pretty great!” You beam. “Wow! That’s awesome! Got a Valentine yet?” “Nah,” You shrug, “I mean, I’ve gotten gifts but not really a Valentine specifically. What about you?” “Few cards, nothing too special.” He laughs. “Beats nothing though.” “That’s true.” As your eyes glance up you notice Bakugo heading towards the two of you. A frown plastered on his face with his hands shoved in his pockets. It’s not like a negative face on him was unusual, this one just seemed different in some sort of way. He slipped past in silence. “Hey, what about Bakugo? Has he gotten anything?” You ask as you peer back at him. “Not that I know of. Kacchan never really liked Valentine’s Day.” “Hm.” Your brows furrow.
7:34pm You pace your room in thought, glancing over to the blood red rose that Sero left by your door. Valentine’s Day made you smile. Made you feel loved and appreciated. You hands slip into your bottom drawer and pull out a small, rectangular box. You kick the drawer closed and hide the box in your jumper, slipping out of your room.
Your knuckles lightly knock on the wooden door that stood before your wandering eyes. It forcefully swung open exposing a grumpy Katsuki Bakugo. “What do you want?” He grunted as he eyed you off. “Just wanted to ask you somethin’.” You smile warmly. Your gentle eyes settling on his fiery ones. “Get it over with.” His tone never seemed to change from simply irritated. You hesitate, wondering whether or not you should just back out. “Well…” You unzip your jumper and pull out the box. “I got you this.” You place it in his hands as he raises an eyebrow. “I know you like spicy stuff so I got these really tasty–” “Why?” He frowns again. You inhale deeply. Probably at the sheer stupidity and cluelessness of this cutie. “I wanted to know… if you’d be my Valentine.” You release the breath that made home to your lungs. Bakugo was silent. It felt like hours had past as he just stood. Staring at you. “You’re serious aren’t you?” “Of course.” You say firmly. You wanted him to know that you meant business. Silence once again. He sighed exasperatedly. “Fine.” His reply taking you by complete surprise. Your eyes lit up. “Great! No backing out now. Come with me, we’re watching a movie back at my dorm.” “What?! I never agreed to this!” He barked as you dragged him out of his room by his hand. “Too bad so sad. I said so.” You skip off down the hall, looking back every few seconds to make sure he was following. Surely enough, even while dragging his feet, he was. Perhaps it was the night to finally tell him. You wanted him to be your Valentine for a while now. “Hey Y/N.” “Hm?” “Thanks. I guess.”
Paring: Dabi x Female Hero Reader Characters: Dabi, Kamui Woods Rating: SFW with some themes
Hiya! Welcome back for those of you who are coming from part 1. If you haven’t read part 1 please do that or this might not make sense. Click here for the link.
Aside from all the chaos of two years ago, your graduation seemed to go smoothly. Things were finally falling into place. You ended up getting your pro hero license and now serving the community as its lowranking #402 hero. Certain people gained a liking to you from the start and without them or the help of your friends, you wouldn’t be in the position you were. That is… in general, not in this very moment.
“Kamui Woods there’s still someone under that rubble! The buildings gonna collapse!” “I’m on it!” Another day, another villain. Well… more like bad guy. Villain is a strong word. As you step out into the panicked streets you take notice of everything around you. Some towers torn down, injured civilians, heroes scattered to do what they can. You search for the root of this madness. As your legs carry you to the huddled crowd you notice a man using an unknown quirk to tear down the city. “Woods!” You call out, pushing past the crowd. “Be ready cos when I do my thing I need you to jump in and restrain the big guy.” He nods at you and runs towards the man. When you notice him just close enough, you focus your attention, stripping the eyesight away from the man who caused all this destruction. His panic made obvious as he held his palms to his eyes. “NOW!” You call out. Your strength against your quirks backfires improved severely since school. The effect it had on your own senses took far longer to work on you. The branches of the hero wrapped around the criminal. It was over. Now all that was left was to check on civilians.
“Great job today.” Shinji smiled. “You’ve definitely improved since the internship.” You sigh with relief. “Thanks. Did everyone make it out okay?” “As far as I’ve been informed, no casualties.” “Awesome.” As the two of you walked down the lowly lit street a group of teenages recognised you. “Omg! Can we get a picture!” One of them asks. You laugh and pat Shinji on the back. “All you buddy.” Not many people knew who you were. Of course, that didn’t really bother you though. You were a hero to save lives, not for the attention. “But you’re Sixth Sense! Can we please get one with you too?” Your head was screaming OMGOMGOMGTHEYRECOGNISEME but your mouth simply stated “sure.” Few clicks of some phones and you were on your way again. “I should be heading back.” You say with a yawn. “Good! Get some rest. I’ll see you later.” Shinji ruffles your hair and continues on the path ahead. You smile to yourself and turn to your left, down an alleyway.
You remember it from somewhere. The walls with burnt residue and an ashy finish. As you take more steps you get an overwhelming feeling of deja vu. You had been here before. You approach a corner. Half expecting to see people standing there. But who? You weren’t all that sure. Distant images floated in the back of your mind, a tall figure next to a significantly smaller one. “A memory?” You mumble to yourself, unsure whether or not you made up the beings in your head. “My oh my, seems someone forgot.” A deep voice mewled from behind you. You froze at the sound, it seemed so familiar. “Hmm how’s about a little refresher?” A large hand rest on your shoulder. You looked over to it, stitched and burned. The memories all came flooding back. “Oh for fuck sake.” You blurt out. The hand gripped your shoulder and spun you around to face a smirking Dabi. “Hey Dollface. Been a while huh?” “What do you want?” “Easy on the hostility there. I heard you’re a hero now.” “Oh? And I heard you’re still a wanted criminal.” You face was one of stone. Whatever he was planning, you weren’t going to give in. “I’m hurt. It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other and not only do you forget but this is how I’m greeted?” So… smug. You wanted to smack the look right off of his face. “I told you I’d see you later.” He wasn’t wrong there. You remembered his words right before he slipped away from you that day. “You still haven’t answered my question.” “Hm. So straightforward. It’s been about 2 years, correct? So you’re 19…20?” “So?” “So… I’ve been waiting. Ever since that day.” He stepped closer towards you. Your feet doing the exact opposite and moving away. “Waiting for what?” His hands slammed against the wall that you unintentionally backed in to, trapping you between his arms. “Be mine.” He growled lowly in your ear…
A/N : BAhaha I didn’t even get 10 notes but f/ck it I’ll write it anyways. This might be hella long so lemme know if you want to be added to a taglist. There’s gonna be a traitor so stay to find out!!!
I really hope I get at least like 3 readers on this T^T
Also it’s not going to be strictly Danganronpa like class trials, more just a play or die
Warnings : Swearing, mentions of shooting & bombing
@saralight-42 suggested including the entire class so your wish shall be my command! I really do be bringing in the background characters asdfghjkl
Chapter 1
The start; two little piggies and a pack of wolves
The day had just started like any other.
It was at least another 10 minutes before class started and most of your classmates were already there by the time you walked through the doors.
“Y/N!” Mina called, waving you over as you dumped your bag down next to your seat.
“Morning.” you replied with a smile, pulling a chair to sit next to Kaminari as you listened to them talk about their weekend. Kirishima began talking about a new shop that had opened up near the shopping centre.
The conversations started fading to background noise as you felt a sense of dread wash over you. Nothing had seemed ever so slightly out of place as you entered the classroom, yet the feeling of utter despair still weighed heavy on you as you turned around to try and spot anything peculiar.
There was of course something wrong with the door. A wire, you supposed, chalking it up to another one of Kaminari’s pranks.
Your eyes fell on a small bear perched on top of the teacher’s table, it’s features pulled up in in a large grin as it’s eyes remained still and empty.
“Hey guy, do you know who’s that is-”
Your question was cut short when the door suddenly slammed shut, a click sounding throughout the classroom as it was locked in place. A small shriek left your mouth at the jump scare and you put your hand over your racing heart.
“Um, is this a joke?” Uraraka asked nervously. You could hear your classmates mumble in agreement as your eyes remained on the bear.
“Where is Aizawa senpai?” Midoriya asked.
“I’m not sure.” Todoroki responded.
“Uh guys, should we be worried about that creepy bear?” Hagakure asked, bring everyone’s attention to it as well. At the mention of itself, the bear’s eyes light up, a red glow in one as it jumped up and stood on the table.
“Upupupup…” it started to laugh, bringing it’s hands to it’s mouth as it giggled at the perplexed expressions on everyone’s faces. “Welcome everyone! My name is Monokuma” it cheered. “And we’re going to play a game.”
“No we’re fucking not.” you heard Bakugou curse, his hands clenched in fists as he obviously raged at the stuffed bear. Your friends tried to calm him down and Kirishima put a hand on his shoulder, gently pulling him back.
“The rules are simple.” it continues. “Out of the 20 students in this class, 2 carry a bomb with them.”
“A bomb?” several people gasped, quietly talking among themselves as they questioned if it was telling the truth.
“Yes! However they do not know that they have the bombs, so this way no one can spoil the game. You have three hours to correctly identify them.”
“So we just have to find the right people?” Todoroki asked, a blank look on his face.
“Yes!” it nodded. “And then you just shoot them.”
“I’m so sorry what?” you asked loudly, everyone’s eyes on you at your outburst as they agreed. “We need to kill our friends?”
It nodded excitedly. “Correct! You will have a gun with three bullets and if you can shoot the two people before the time limit is up, everyone else will survive!”
“And if we don’t…?”
“The bombs will activate!” it laughs. “Alrighty, the time starts now!” Monokuma brought out a massive timer, setting it down next to it on the table before also getting out a gun and tossing it towards the middle of the classroom, it hitting a desk before falling to the floor with a loud clatter.
“This is utter bullshit.” Bakugou stated, stepping forward aggressively.
“Bakugou, I think it would be best if we stayed calm.” Iida called out. “We are not yet aware of the repercussions of harming this bear.”
“Calm my ass.” he shouted back. “You losers can kill yourselves all you want but don’t drag me down with you.” He stormed towards the door, a hand reaching for the door handle as you quickly rushed out of your seat and tackled him into the wall beside the door, a massive bear snapping at the air at which his hand would’ve been.
“Holy shit.” you cursed, getting up off him and pulling him to his feet. “Stop being such a pissy kid and listen to Iida.”
“Are you alright Kacchan, Y/N?” Midoriya asked, rushing to where you two stood as an unreadable expression cast across Bakugou’s face. It was rage perhaps, more so disbelief, helplessness, possibly even pity for their current predicament.
He stormed off back to his seat, his friends crowding around him worriedly as Midoriya sent you a slightly pitiful look. You smiled as reassuringly as you could, but the worried gaze in his eyes showed everything.
“Well, that was unfortunate.” the bear called out, shaking it’s head slightly. “We could’ve witnessed some nice hand biting but you missy, just had to get in the way.”
“Well I’m sorry for caring about my friends.” you snapped, leaning back against the wall as you now faced the rest of your classmates.
“But how did you know Y/N?” Yaoyorozu questioned.
“The wire.” you said. “I noticed it when I walked in this morning. Though I thought it was Denki messing around though.”
“W-what?” Kaminari responded, putting both his hands up. “I didn’t do anything I promise. I’m as clueless as the rest of you.”
“That’s something someone guilty would say don’t you think?” Tokoyami asked.
“N-no! I would never-” he began before you cut him off.
“No, I don’t think he has the brain capacity to pull off something like that.” you said. “Also the door closed so harshly could the perpetrator have been someone from the outside?”
“Perhaps.” Todoroki nodded, “however we shouldn’t rule out anything. If they managed to easily install and hide such a dangerous trap in the door then I think it’s possible they altered the door to slam shut and lock.”
“I didn’t even realise the door could be locked.” Sero said.
“I don’t think it originally could.” Yaoyorozu said, biting her finger as she thought about their situation.
“Well what the fuck are we going to do about this?” Bakugou demanded, his arms folded as he leaned back in his chair.
“Is there any way to tell the two people apart?” Shoji asked.
“Well Monokuma, is there?” you inquired.
“Upupup, would you like that to be the first of your three free questions?” it responded.
“Well do we?” you asked, turning back to the rest of the class.
“Well we’ll need to start somewhere so sure?” Tokoyami said.
“W-wait wait wait. You guys aren’t being serious right?” Uraraka cut in, waving her hands in the air frantically as she tried to get everyone’s attention. “I mean, there must be another way to get out of this without killing our friends right?”
“I agree.” Jirou spoke up. “You guys are diving too quickly into this without realising that you’re basically asking for people to be killed.”
“Like I said, this is all so fucking dumb to begin with.” Bakugou grumbled.
“So there must be a way to get out of this without anyone dying.” Asui said, but when no one else responded, she continued. “Guys…?”
A brief silence engulfed the room as everyone remained awkward and pitiful towards themselves.
It lasted for a good minute or two before Uraraka responded. “Y-yes, of course! We just need to work together and everyone can survive.”
The class remained silent as her eyes darted, pleading that this nightmare of a situation was solvable. But most looked away, shuffling or biting on their nails as no one wanted to address the obvious.
The stillness was cut through when Monokuma began laughing again.
“Alrighty, 5 minutes have already passed, chop chop!”
But they always say that first loves don’t work out. Bakugou learnt this in the fall of his high school years, when the girl he had childishly loved for the past five years disappeared.
He didn’t know where or why. He didn’t know anything. You had simply just disappeared after a short school break, and none of your friends knew anything. None of the teachers at UA knew either, and soon you were labelled as a missing person.
He had tried so desperately to find you, but by the mark of a few months, his memories of you were confined to his restless nights. No one talked about you around him, he knew the pitiful looks his peers gave him. He held on to the hope that you were out there, alive and safe, whilst he flipped through a diary of yours they had found in your home, given to him after the police had determined there was nothing in there that would’ve been help to the investigation.
You were beautiful, so special, innocent, loving.
Not the hatred filled eyes that stared back at him, the lips that curled up wickedly as you slowly held the blade across another hero’s throat.
“Ground Zero!” someone shouted, trying to bring him back to the current situation. Yet their voice faded into the background as Bakugou refused to even lose the slightest bit of attention he had on you, his gaze burning into you as you looked back at him
There was your smile again! The bright grin you’d flash him every day as you greeted him in the mornings. Or was it the cocky grin you’d give him whenever you scored more than him on the written tests during school or when you beat him at a game. It was pleasant and warm. It wasn’t the monstrosity that stared back at him.
It wasn’t her. He tried to convince himself, repeating your name over and over again in his head as he opened his mouth to speak. The name he held ever so dear to him felt so foreign as it left him mouth in a small whisper.
“Y/N…?”
You tilted your head slightly to the side, pursing your lips as you slowly slid the blade across her throat, stepping back as she fell limp to the ground. “Sorry, I don’t go by that name anymore.” you said, before turning sharply on your heel.
“Wait Y/N!” he called out, running towards you before finding himself slowing to a halt in front of the hero’s bleeding body. He felt his knees crumple, falling down as he turned slowly to look down at her. He heard people rushing around and the sirens of an ambulance approaching but his eyes fixated on the trail of blood seeping away from her wound.
“It isn’t your fault Ground Zero.” he heard another voice say, a hand placed gently on his shoulder as the woman was taken away on a stretched.
“I… I couldn’t save her.” he said quietly, staring blankly at the dark stain on the floor as the person sighed.
“As unfortunate as this sounds, it isn’t uncommon for causalities to happen in such a field of work as yours.”
Their words brought him no comfort. Of course he felt guilt for the woman who’s blood he was looking at, but he felt so utterly numb. He couldn’t save you. The girl who had helped him so much on his way to becoming a hero had turned their back on him. The sole reason he had managed to even get through school was now his biggest enemy.
You was his weakness, and they too must’ve known by now.
Another life had been taken because he had failed at his job. What was the point of being a top hero if he couldn’t even save another person, let alone the girl he loved.
But deep down he knew he wasn’t in love with you. He wasn’t. In the back of his mind, the facts kept screaming out at him. He was a top hero for god’s sake yet one glimpse of you had reduced him to nothing. The girl he had once known was non existent, he couldn’t ever get her back. But the hope that maybe you’d come back to his side consumed him.
After all, he was too enamoured with the memories of you to face the truth
Omg a bnha x danganronpa kind of thing where class 1a have to kill the correct 2 people and if they don’t then they’ll all die but one of them’s actually the traitor.
A/N : I forgot to save my first draft ahhhh, so now I have to rewrite it :(
Hope you enjoy!
As soon as lessons had finished, everyone rushed to their respective friends, chatting away as a few curious eyes darted toward the new girl.
Bakugou walked up to her desk, his bag already packed and slung over his shoulder. She looked up at him with a small smile. “What is it?”
“Are you not going to pack away?” he grumbled, giving her a look of confusion and she sat still in her seat.
“I don’t see the need to rush.” she replied quietly, starting to gather her pen and books.
“Well if you don’t hurry up and train then you won’t be able to beat those losers.” he declared, grabbing the remaining few textbooks off her desk and stuffing them into her book bag.
“Shall we go?” he asked, raising and eyebrow at her, to which she pursed her lips and nodded.
“Is Bakubro ditching us again?” Kirishima wondered aloud as he watched the two leave the classroom together.
“Yeah, it feel kinda quiet without his constant noise.” Kaminari piped up, a small frown on his face.
“Well I’m sure he’ll join us again soon.” Mina cheered, giving the boys both a smile before looping her arms around their necks. Sero watched from the side with a smile before suggesting that they too should start training soon.
Together the four walked back to the dorms, spotting the two ahead. It was mainly Bakugou who spoke, Y/N nodding in response, occasionally letting out a small reply.
“And your hero work?” he inquired, pushing open the dorm doors and walking to the stairs, her trailing behind him.
“I’m due to start again next week.” she answered. “I guess they’ll call me whenever and pull me out of class. Kind of a bother to be honest.”
“Do you not want to attend school?” he peered back over his shoulder, slowing down his pace so she could walk up the stairs next to him.
“I just don’t really see the point.”
“Why?”
“Well I’m already a pro hero aren’t I?” Her tone was soft yet her replies were sharp and to the point.
“What about middle school? What did you do then?”
“I was home schooled.“
He nodded in reply, unlocking his room and entering. She followed and closed the door behind her, setting her bag down on the floor next to his desk.
“So training?” she asked.
“Yeah. Better to do something productive than stay cooped up in your room all day.” he said. “Did Midnight bring any sports clothes?”
“No.” she shook her head, standing awkwardly in the middle of the room as she watched him run around trying to sort things out for her.
“Here, you can borrow some of mine for now.” he said, pulling out a pair of joggers and a old t shirt. He placed them in her hands and watched as her eyes looked them over continuously. “They’re clean I promise.” he grumbled.
She nodded, content, before walking over to the bathroom, locking the door and getting changed. Although half way through putting the shirt on, her reflection caught her eye. Large ugly lines littered her body, each surrounded by a slightly darker hue that only accented the eyesore. She felt her breath hitch at the sight, tracing each scar with her eyes before she felt her eyesight go blurry with tears.
A knock on the door took her out of her trance, a squeak escaping her mouth in response.
“Have you fallen into the toilet or something?” Bakugou shouted from outside.
“Wait, I’m nearly done.” she responded, hastily pulling the top down and gathering up her neatly folded school uniform in her arms, unlocking the bathroom door and stepping back into his bedroom.
“God woman, you took forever.” he muttered before pointing to a rather large plastic box set next to the wall at the end of his bed. “You can keep your stuff in there if it helps.”
She crouched down and eyed the box for any trace of dust, a small hum showing she was happy before placing down her uniform in the corner.
“You have a few more stuff to put away right?” he spoke up, sighing for dramatic effect.
“Yeah.” she nodded.
“I’ll go downstairs and fill up up our water, come down when you’re done and lock the door.” She once again nodded and he turned to leave the room. “And hurry up.”
“Alright thanks.” she said, hearing him say ‘no problem’ before the door clicked shut.
She hurriedly unpacked the things from the small suitcase Midnight had brought earlier, finding some neatly folded underwear, some pairs of socks and some other things. Settling them all neatly into the box, she closed down the lid, zipped up the suitcase and left the room, making sure to lock the door before walking down the hallway to the stairs.
She pondered about the blonde. She felt no ill intent from him or his words. He was simply harsh and abrasive, a little rough in his social skills but that didn’t mean he was a bad person in any way. She had picked up on his way to try and comfort her, something she was very grateful for. He even went as far to reassure her every time she wondered if something was dirty or not.
“Y/N right?” a voice brought her out of her thoughts and she turned to see a black haired girl walking towards her. “I’m Yaoyorozu but you can just call me Momo, it’s nice to meet you.” she smiled.
She returned the gesture with a small smile and a ‘it’s nice to meet you too’ before asking the other girl if she needed something.
“No not really.” Yaoyorozu said, pausing before continuing with a “I was just wondering why you don’t use the lift?”
“I wasn’t aware there was a lift.” She answered truthfully. “But it’s alright, I could do with a little more exercise lately.”
Yaoyorozu giggled at her comment. “I’m sure you don’t.” she said. “Where are you going? I could perhaps accompany you.”
“I’m just going downstairs to the common room I think.”
“Alright, let’s go.” Yaoyorozu said, taking the lead as the two girls descended the stairs.
“What are you going to do today?” she asked, feeling a need to make sure the girl wasn’t alone in the afternoons, not just as the classes’ vice president but also as a friend.
“Some training with Katsuki.” she replied. The use of Bakugou’s first name had taken Yaoyorozu back, despite her seeing their constant interactions during the school hours.
“Are you two close?” she asked. To pry into someone’s personal life wasn’t something she would normally do, however curiosity was getting the better of her.
Y/N hummed in response as they turned around the corner. She was slightly stuck with having a conversation with someone her age. She didn’t know what they would talk about, or what type of responses would satisfy the other person, however Yaoyorozu was the one directing the conversation and she was grateful that the girl had struck up a conversation with her.
“Not really.” she said curtly, before spotting him leaning against the wall on his phone. “Alright, I’ll see you later Yaoyorozu.”
“Momo’s fine.”
“Thank you Momo.” she bowed slightly before running off to Bakugou, who looked up from his phone.
“Took you long enough. What were you talking about with Ponytail?”
“Nothing much, just introductions.” she answered, taking one of the water bottles from him. “Thanks.”
“Whatever. Come on let’s go.”
His question was half-hearted. To be honest, he didn’t care what the two girls were talking about. God, he didn’t care half the time when people were talking to him, but for some reason the girl next to him did nothing but pipe his interest.
Whenever he saw her or thought of her, his mind would be clouded by questions. Was she okay? Why was she such a clean freak? Was his food today okay? He knew she had complimented it during lunch but his insecurities grew with along the pride that prevented him from voicing out his thoughts.
A question that rattled his mind for hours on end was what did she think of him?
She was utterly thankful. She had voiced her thanks the previous night, but not even words could describe the happiness she felt when she was with her first out-of-hero-work friend. She was elated, although it was hard to tell from her short replies and seemingly uninterested persona. She was so grateful
I fell hard into My Hero Academia during quarantine and accidentally wrote a novel-length hurt/comfort and humor fic about Shinsou’s scary Quirk, Aizawa’s self-sacrificing tendencies, queer identity, healing, and found family.
Shinsou is a promising student with a history of trauma, a Quirk that landed him in a residential care facility for dangerous kids, and a perfectly reasonable distrust of adults. Aizawa knows immediately that he’s going to get over-invested in this one.
Izuku can see ghosts! He makes friends with one named Oboro when he starts at UA. This is probably my favorite of the ‘Izuku sees ghosts’ au’s.
I don’t think its been hinted yet if this is a fic where Kurogiri is or is not also Oboro, so I guess we’ll see. Luckily the author usually updates realitivly often, which is always a plus!
This fic also has Dadzawa and Dadmic, which instantly makes it ten times better. Sorry Inko, but you’re a bad mother in this one, too.
Theres maybe a liiitttttle bit of All Might bashing? If you squint. I imagine it’s just there because it’s seems difficult to make a fic where Izuku both has All Might as a mentor and yet gets put in Aizawa’s custody instead, without bashing All Might at least a little. He still comes off as being in character though, so there’s that.
I’m really anticipating when Izuku finally comes clean to Aizawa and Hizashi about seeing ghosts, and of course specifically Oboro…
⚠️ Nothing major I can think of to warn for, except ghosts maybe. Oh wait also homelessness, child neglect, and abandonment, that too.
Plot: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Writing: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Izuku steps towards the other teen, holding his hand out to shake, “I’m Midoriya Izuku by the way. We haven’t officially met yet, right? I don’t remember seeing you at the Entrance Exam?”
The blue-haired boy pauses, studies his hand uncertainly before shrugging. “Shirakumo Oboro,” he introduces in return, hand phasing right through Izuku’s when he goes to return the handshake. Shirakumo doesn’t seem surprised by it, but Izuku whips his hand back when the intense chill climbs up his arm.
or,
Izuku tries to pretend eveything is okay even though his homelife is crumbling around him, there’s an insanely powerful Quirk that’s not entirely his coursing through his veins, he suddenly knows his childhood hero, All Might, and to top it all off, he seems to have befriend a pastel blue-haired ghost that has way too much insider knowledge on Izuku’s new homeroom teacher, and English teacher. He’s really just trying to survive Yuuei…
This one is only a chapter long and makes no promises about updates, but the premise is so great and honestly even after only a chapter it’s competing for my favorite ghost quirk Izuku, so I’m recing it, five stars. And sense they’re both ghost quirk Izuku I’m tacking it onto my previous ghost fic rec.
⚠️Warning for death, grief, and just a lil bit of gore.⚠️
Izuku’s got a secret.
He’s a quirkless UA gen-ed student by day and professional consultant for the dead by night. He writes his chem homework before breaking into houses, finding lost rings, uncovering long-buried family secrets— anything to help the ghosts he can see on a daily basis peacefully pass on. All for a price, of course.
He’s doing fine all on his own. He stays under the radar, hidden in the shadows, content with leaving the rest of the world alone if it means going about his own business.
But when something breaks into his school and pro hero Eraserhead is presumed dead, Izuku is the only one who can see him, much less help. He’s thrust straight into the path of a villain who can bend the rules of life and death itself, uncertain of who he can trust, evading capture from both the bad— and the good— guys. All while being followed around by a sleep-deprived ghost, of course.
⚠️This one gets a little dark, so keep an eye on the tags!⚠️
Eraserhead gets stalked home by a deranged fan, and his entire family held hostage. This an intense little erasermic family horror/thriller that really keeps you on the edge of your seat! The writing really has you feeling the horror of the situation. I highly recommend it. But siriously, read the warnings in the tags.
Plot: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Writing: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
A Common Cuckoo
by Mags_Pie
Shouta only managed a single step into the room before the sound of a gun being reloaded hit his ears. He jumped back, his capture weapon threaded through his fingers, his quirk flaring alive, shooting his hair up into the air as he scanned the room.
“You have a lovely family, Eraserhead,” a voice said in the dark of the room. A figure loomed behind three chairs, each with his family seated and tied to them.
–
A villain has taken Shouta’s family hostage and has placed himself at the head of the family.
So I have been on a Humans Are Space Orks/Earth is Space Australia kick, and here are the results, my top three starting with my absolute fav Bright Stars!
I have been addicted to this fic sense I first read it, look in the comments and you’ll see I leave essay length reviews on nearly every chapter, lol.
⚠️ Most these feature sentiant beings in captivity, so keep an eye on the tags and warnings.
…
Bright Stars
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
There had been rumors of a human who wasn’t performing well in fighting rings, constantly ignoring their lesser opponents and trying to go after the very loud, very violent crowd instead.
or
Not only did Hizashi allow himself to be caught by the alien trafficking ring he and Shouta were trying to bring down, he was also stuck in a cell with a Deathworlder.
Izuku is a normal human kid… Okay, well, actually, he can’t say that! Only .009% of kids who apply to study in space at the battalion satellite actually get accepted, and even then, only one has ever gone missing! (It sucks that that one kid is Izuku.)
Humans are rare to see in the galaxy - but seeing a living being who’s seen a pissed off human before? Even rarer. Humans are monsters - some of the best fighters in the galaxy and some of the strongest will powers of all known creatures. To most, they seem stupid. Dumb as hell. They can’t even learn a language, can they?
1) Terrans are a new addition to the Intergalactic Sapients list
2) The HSPC has yet to establish proper contact since the unspoken incident
3) They are violent and dangerous.
So when he gets shoved into a cell with two students, the last thing he expects is for a Terran to be thrown in with them. Or for Terrans to be so… different to the stories.
Mmm first things first, Humans Are Space Orks Midoriya Izuku Edition has updated several times sense I first made this post, go check that out.
Second, I somehow missed recing a space ork fic my first time around, so here it is now, Accidental Human Acquisition, by Cittsah! The plot is very similar to How to Train Your Terran (or is it the other way around?) But it’s pretty good, and also features feral Mamadoriya in later chapters, which is always a treat. Unfortunately short, but well written and with an entertaining plot.
Accidental Human Acquisition
by Cittsah
Plot: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Writing: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Humans are a new addition to the Galactic Federations sentient species list. They had been around for thousands of years, but other denizens of space had only become acquainted in the past decade or so. The interactions have been rocky at best and not much is known about the species. They are rumored to be reclusive, violent, illogical, and reckless. An exhaustive list of every trait any sane sentient would want to avoid. So when Training Vessel 1-A, rather unconventionally, acquires a human of their very own no one knew what to think. Nothing could have prepared them for the whirlwind of chaos they now had among their ranks.
Last, I decided to add a rec that isn’t technically Humans Are Space Orks, but it is a space/alien AU, and it has Erasermic Fam, and Hitoshi is adorably kitten sized compared to his new adopted parents, which instantly absolves it of all sins. Plus, the author is my absolute favorite for non human AUs! This isn’t my favorite fic of theirs, but it’s still pretty good, and I highly recommend you take a look at all of Badum_tsh’s work too, because they are amazing!
You’re an Alien?
by Badum_Tsh
Plot: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Writing: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
It was just an average space storm. Until his lightning rod suddenly malfunctioned and his ship was sent careening to a nearby uninhabited planet. Luckily for him, he’s not the only alien on this horrible rock.
I’m so sorry for this. I had no intention of deleting my account but when I tried to delete a side blog I ended up getting rid of everything. I’m so ridiculously bummed right now, but I’ll try and get at least my pages back up. This is such a pain. Again, I’m so sorry for all of this.
So I have been on a Humans Are Space Orks/Earth is Space Australia kick, and here are the results, my top three starting with my absolute fav Bright Stars!
I have been addicted to this fic sense I first read it, look in the comments and you’ll see I leave essay length reviews on nearly every chapter, lol.
⚠️ Most these feature sentiant beings in captivity, so keep an eye on the tags and warnings.
…
Bright Stars
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
There had been rumors of a human who wasn’t performing well in fighting rings, constantly ignoring their lesser opponents and trying to go after the very loud, very violent crowd instead.
or
Not only did Hizashi allow himself to be caught by the alien trafficking ring he and Shouta were trying to bring down, he was also stuck in a cell with a Deathworlder.
Izuku is a normal human kid… Okay, well, actually, he can’t say that! Only .009% of kids who apply to study in space at the battalion satellite actually get accepted, and even then, only one has ever gone missing! (It sucks that that one kid is Izuku.)
Humans are rare to see in the galaxy - but seeing a living being who’s seen a pissed off human before? Even rarer. Humans are monsters - some of the best fighters in the galaxy and some of the strongest will powers of all known creatures. To most, they seem stupid. Dumb as hell. They can’t even learn a language, can they?
1) Terrans are a new addition to the Intergalactic Sapients list
2) The HSPC has yet to establish proper contact since the unspoken incident
3) They are violent and dangerous.
So when he gets shoved into a cell with two students, the last thing he expects is for a Terran to be thrown in with them. Or for Terrans to be so… different to the stories.
Mmm first things first, Humans Are Space Orks Midoriya Izuku Edition has updated several times sense I first made this post, go check that out.
Second, I somehow missed recing a space ork fic my first time around, so here it is now, Accidental Human Acquisition, by Cittsah! The plot is very similar to How to Train Your Terran (or is it the other way around?) But it’s pretty good, and also features feral Mamadoriya in later chapters, which is always a treat. Unfortunately short, but well written and with an entertaining plot.
Accidental Human Acquisition
by Cittsah
Plot: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Writing: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Humans are a new addition to the Galactic Federations sentient species list. They had been around for thousands of years, but other denizens of space had only become acquainted in the past decade or so. The interactions have been rocky at best and not much is known about the species. They are rumored to be reclusive, violent, illogical, and reckless. An exhaustive list of every trait any sane sentient would want to avoid. So when Training Vessel 1-A, rather unconventionally, acquires a human of their very own no one knew what to think. Nothing could have prepared them for the whirlwind of chaos they now had among their ranks.
Last, I decided to add a rec that isn’t technically Humans Are Space Orks, but it is a space/alien AU, and it has Erasermic Fam, and Hitoshi is adorably kitten sized compared to his new adopted parents, which instantly absolves it of all sins. Plus, the author is my absolute favorite for non human AUs! This isn’t my favorite fic of theirs, but it’s still pretty good, and I highly recommend you take a look at all of Badum_tsh’s work too, because they are amazing!
You’re an Alien?
by Badum_Tsh
Plot: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Writing: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
It was just an average space storm. Until his lightning rod suddenly malfunctioned and his ship was sent careening to a nearby uninhabited planet. Luckily for him, he’s not the only alien on this horrible rock.
⚠️ Warning for child abuse, verbal abuse, psychological abuse, and sexual abuse of a minor ⚠️
Writing: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Plot: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
“Miami approached the hero that had just outlined UA’s practical exam,
‘Excuse me’
’-WWHAAA…aaaaaaaatttttt’ Loudmouth screamed right in her face.
Miami reacted on instinct as she swiftly deactivated his quirk. As the secondary aspect to her quirk flared to life, her carefully styled hair rose quickly and hovered above her head, likely messing up the artful style her foster father created that morning. The hero was loud even without his quirk activated.
She could hear the man in front of her heart fluttering widely in his chest, but he didn’t say anything, his hands clutching his chest as if he had seen a ghost. Not an uncommon reaction to the cancellation aspect of her quirk. At least he wasn’t trying to attack her, she thought wryly.
She deactivated her quirk and her hair fell back down”
You saw that right, I gave this fic six stars in a five star rating system. This is one of those fics that I leave essay length reviews on every chapter. Go read them if you want five thousand words worth of gushing over this fic, because I am obsessed.
⚠️This one gets a little dark, so keep an eye on the tags!⚠️
Eraserhead gets stalked home by a deranged fan, and his entire family held hostage. This an intense little erasermic family horror/thriller that really keeps you on the edge of your seat! The writing really has you feeling the horror of the situation. I highly recommend it. But siriously, read the warnings in the tags.
Plot: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Writing: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
A Common Cuckoo
by Mags_Pie
Shouta only managed a single step into the room before the sound of a gun being reloaded hit his ears. He jumped back, his capture weapon threaded through his fingers, his quirk flaring alive, shooting his hair up into the air as he scanned the room.
“You have a lovely family, Eraserhead,” a voice said in the dark of the room. A figure loomed behind three chairs, each with his family seated and tied to them.
–
A villain has taken Shouta’s family hostage and has placed himself at the head of the family.
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