#bnhafanfic

[saysiwrites]

You're still Kacchan

[BNHA - Katsuki x Izuku]

Happy Pride Month! Please enjoy 💙🩷🤍

https://archiveofourown.org/works/86287741

[bnhactorverse]

Giving Point ACT II P1 : Industry Standard art assets. This is an AO3 fic that is an Actor AU for BNHA. All assets posted to this blog are courtesy of @kraeyola

Do not repost/reuse any & all art for this series without permission (this INCLUDES NFTs/AI). Thank you.

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Chapter Excerpt:

Every press of a brush stings violently. It’s a delicate process of layering on a color corrector and concealer. It’s made even worse by the ticking timer in his head. By the time he’s setting with powder and spray, he’s winded from how tense his muscles are. 

The makeup is creasing slightly, but it’s fine. As long as no one looks closely, they probably won’t notice (Rachel and her team definitely will, though). 

Izuku bolts towards the closet where he keeps his suitcase. He rummages through it to grab the nearest available pair of pants and then yanks them on. 

He’s in the middle of getting one leg through when he hops over to the desk to grab his phone. Need to confirm if he can take the metro, or if he’ll need to ride share…

After a few (dangerously unbalanced) hops, he finally makes it to the table with his pants successfully pulled up. 

Notifications pop up at the top of the screen. He swipes past all of them except for an email from Darrel. 

Izuku pauses, his thumb hovering over the notification. The subject line is cut off, but the first two words read, ‘Today’s Shoot...’

A chill goes down his spine. 

It’s never a good sign to see an email from a producer, especially with a subject line like that.

[the-romance-reaper]

BOND. (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/410133631-bond?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=the_romance_reaper 

 On the eve of your wedding night to a horrible man, you're forced to watch werewolves slaughter each other for sport. 

When you sneak into the kennels to save a young, dying wolfboy, you act recklessly out of spite, and hand the captured Blood Pride Alpha the key to every cell. 

He repays you by demanding you run away with him and his pack. Taking you was never part of the plan, but you'd be stupid to refuse. 

So you follow, your fate now in the claw-tipped hands of the wolves of the Northern Mountain. 

(Updates weekly every Saturday morning. No use of Y/N. Minimum chapter word count of 5.5k, average 7.5k. CAN BE FOUND ON AO3 and TikTok UNDER SAME USERNAME.)

Cover art by Monse Mondragón on Pinterest

[goomiiworm]

I want to write one of those long BNHA fics,

One where Izuku is a vigilante, a healer, a hacker, or just a very angsty and depressed teenager.

I want dadzawa, erasermic, shindeku, tododeku, mentor all might, mentor Nedzu.

I want the full 2020/2021 fanfic vibe, where Izuku is a blank slate, and I can mold and shape him to my every desire.

Once I get my shit together, I WILL write them all. Mark my words!!

[wineandweeed]

Facts you might want to hear about the Boku no hero fanfic I'm writing (because I don't know how to deal with the fact that my hyperfocus has literally come to an end).

Fact one: Aizawa is Sero and Shinsou's biological father.

I know, it sounds strange, but hear me out.

While I was developing this lore, I always thought it would be too absurd for Aizawa to actually have a son. And it was on my mind for so long that I decided, why not?

And so I set about trying to develop it all, I didn't read Vigilantes properly and neither did the manga I confess, I was enjoying getting things out of my ass more than paying attention to the canon.

Somehow, I decided that for it to work, Aizawa would have to have been a father in his teens. Well, it was the only way that made sense, sorry, he had his irresponsible moments, it happens. Well, Sero and Shinsou's mothers have a rather complicated relationship with him, they put up with Aizawa after their children found out the truth.

Well, of course, Aizawa's life goes to hell when Sero and Shinsou get together to stay at his house for a few days, Aizawa completely regrets ever having lusted after women, so much so that he married Mic lol.

Well, I still haven't found an explanation that explains the quirks of the two being Aizawa's children, but I'll figure it out somehow.

Aizawa is definitely not a good father, but he tries.

Yes, Eri is adopted by them, i want the 2020 bnha aesthetics again, leave me aloneeeeeeee

(I don't encourage any of the behaviors in the fanfic, but it's more interesting this way than completely politically correct, have fun XD)

[th0verend]

Tiempo Libre

Drabble 495 w

[TodoBaku] Esp

>431 epílogo

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—Ahora mi corazón tiene mucho tiempo libre— le respondió Todoroki sonriendo.

Sintió que esa respuesta lo había tomado con la guardia baja, la mirada que le dedicó mientras lo decía tranquilamente parecía cómplice. No era bueno para él y su mente hecha un lío.

Katsuki nunca había creído que una noche como esta llegaría, una en la que fuera Izuku quien rechazaría su oferta de unirse a su agencia. Una noche en la que Shoto se convierte en el héroe número dos y él baja a ser el quince.

Ahora, con el nuevo interés de Shoto por los cuencos y palillos, se da cuenta de que quizá ha caído algo bajo. No quería seguir persiguiendo cosas que no le pertenecen y dejar ir las que sí se merecía.

El resto de la celebración la pasó aturdido, sin saber de qué hablaban los demás, sin saber de qué hablar consigo mismo. Sólo se dio cuenta de la incesante mirada de Todoroki sobre él. Supone que hay costumbres que nunca se pierden.

—Bastardo— lo llama cuando todos vuelven a sus casas, antes de él mismo tomar su auto lleno de idiotas y largarse—. Felicidades por tu ascenso en el ranking. Sé que no te lo dije antes.

Shoto no le contesta, sólo le sonríen. Ya no es tan raro verlo sonreir, pero sigue causando esa sensación nerviosa en su estómago cuando lo hace.

Ser atractivo es todo un talento.

—Supe que Midoriya te rechazó —siempre tan jodidamente directo—. Lo siento por eso.

—Sí, bueno. Ya no importa —se rascó un poco la nuca, nervioso—. Deku ha cambiado. Ya no es el mismo idiota soñador. Debí esperar que me mandara al carajo.

Los ojos de Todoroki no se despegaban de su cara, eso sólo lo hacía sentir más nervioso.

—¿Y qué harás? —da un pequeño y casi imperceptible paso al frente— ¿Invitarás a Kirishima?

No, no. Ese no era el plan. Kirishima está participando con otras agencias

—No, él ya tiene negocios.

—Ya veo —mira un poco hacia arriba, quitando los ojos de los suyos por primera vez en la noche.

Lo que daría por saber lo que piensa.

—Bueno. Ahora soy el número dos y...

—Te estás volviendo bastante presumido, Todoroki —Katsuki cruza los brazo y esto le saca una risita a Shoto.

—Discúlpame. Sólo quería invitarte yo a mi agencia. Podemos trabajar juntos —mira de nuevo los ojos confundidos de Bakugo—. Esperando no ser yo el rechazado esta vez.

El tono de voz con el que dijo aquello tenía un tinte sospechoso, algo seductor. ¿Era un coqueteo? Uno muy extraño, al puro estilo Shoto Todoroki.

Se obliga a quitar la cara de sorpresa y a controlar las cosquillas en el estómago.

—¿Por qué siento que no me lo dices sólo por el trabajo, icyhot?

Shoto encoge los hombros, tal vez fue muy obvio.

—Como te dije antes, Katsuki —oh, está usando su maldito nombre—. Ahora mi corazón tiene mucho tiempo libre.

Al diablo todo lo demás.

[ac34]

Kirishima woke up, stretching his arms above his head. "Aaah.." The spiky haired man groaned, rubbing his eyes. "It's too early.." He sighed, looking at the blonde next to him. It had been about five years since him, Bakugo and the rest of class A had graduated from UA. Some of them had gone on to become side kicks of pro heroes but a select few became heroes themselves. Including him and Bakugo. The pro heroes Red Riot and Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.... or just Dynamight for short. Of course, Midoriya had become a hero, too. As had Todoriki. As expected. Even though they'd only graduated five years ago, Red Riot and Dynamight had their own small agency together. It was nothing big but Bakugo couldn't be prouder of him and Kirishima. The public knew that him and Bakugo had an agency together and that Kirishima was one of the few people that Bakugo actually tolerated as his friend. What they didn't know, however, is that they were together. Often news channels would ask them if they were dating anyone. Most pros were in a relationship by now. Just look at Midoriya and Uraraka. One of (if not the) cutest hero couples out there. Or Todoroki and Yayorozu. They weren't as popular as Deku and Uravity but they still had some fans fawning over them. But Red Riot and Dynamight? No. They hadn't been in a relationship since high school. Last news reporters knew is that Kirishima broke up with another hero, Pinky (or just plainly: Mina) four years ago. But since then no one knew anything about the two's relationship statuses.

"Kat.." Kirishima mumbled, kissing his boyfriends neck gently, making sure not to cut his skin with his sharp teeth. "Kat...Wake up." He said, brushing some blonde strands from his face. He wasn't waking up. But this wasn't unusual, Bakugo slept through practically everything. He hadn't changed much from his high school self, nine already being late for him and sleeping through basically everything. "Katsuki.." He whispered near Bakugo's ear, giving it a gentle bite. It was a sensitive spot for the blond hero. Yet, he still didn't budge. "Come on, Sparky." Kirishima tried again. "If you don't wake up Deku's gonna beat you to UA." He snickered. Immediately, Bakugo shot up. "Like hell he will!" He raged, jumping out of their bed, rushing to the bathroom to take a shower. "Knew that'd work." He knew his boyfriend well. Even though Bakugo had long apologized to Midoriya, they still had a rivalry. Bakugo and Midoriya, or Dynamight and Deku if you will, had been invited to UA by Aizawa to take on the new first years. They'd been as bratty as they were in their first year. "Ei!" Yelled Bakugo from the bathroom, "Ei, where the hell is my toothbrush?!" "Cupboard." Kirishima answered calmly.

Soon, Bakugo reappeared from the bathroom in his hero suit, gauntlets not yet on. His hero suit hadn't changed much, except for his suit being blacker and covering more of his body to collect sweat from all over, so he'd be able to make bigger and more frequent explosions. "There you are." Kirishima smiled and stood up from their shared bed and walked over to his boyfriend. Gently, he put an arm around his waist, which was quite petite for a man Bakugo's size. Kirishima pulled him in for a kiss. "There, that's better." The pale blond now had a gentle blush on his face. "Hey! Don't do that while catching me off guard anymore, stupid hair!" He protested. Kirishima knew he was just flustered, though. "Yeah, yeah." He laughed, leaving their bedroom, down the hallway to their living room and kitchen. "Breakfast?" He asked. Kirishima wasn't dressed yet. It was his day off, after all. "Of course! Why would I skip the most important meal of the god damn day, idiot?" Bakugo answered with a grin on his face. So Kirishima started making breakfast, eggs with chili flakes, toast, bacon. The usual. Bakugo walked up to the fridge, pouring himself a glass of milk from it. He took a big gulp. "Ahh.." He licked his milk mustache clean. "Smells good, Ei." The blonde pecked his boyfriend on the cheek, he was so good to him. "Thanks!" He enthusiastically replied. "I'm glad." Kirishima finished up cooking and put the eggs and bacon on some toast for them, Bakugo having the eggs with chili flakes. Although Kirishima had become accustomed to the spicy flavors of Bakugo's cooking, every once in a while he liked to have something not spicy.

After finishing their food, it was time for Bakugo to leave. "I love you!" Kirishima pecked him and let him leave. Now. It was time. To set up a party for their three year anniversary! Even though Bakugo didn't like surprises, Kirishima did. He knew Bakugo had thought he'd forgotten their anniversary, but no. HE was just a really good actor. "Let's do this!"

He started cleaning their apartment first, Bakugo liked things clean. Then, he invited Ashido, Sero and Kaminari over to come help him set up. They'd known about it for weeks. It was hard to plan something behind Bakugo's back, especially with Kaminari involved. But they did it! Bakugo hadn't noticed anything!

"What can we do, Kiri?" Ashido immediately asked, hanging her coat over their couch. "Yeah man!" Kaminari filled in, "what does sparky like anyways?" "Spicy stuff...explosions..no Midoriya." Kirishima started listing things. "Yeah well we know that." Sero chuckled, pulling Kirishima down on the couch to brainstorm. Maybe they should've done this before the day of the party. "Right." Kirishima started thinking. What would Bakugo actually like on their anniversary party? "I know!" Ashido jumped up from the couch. "Karaoke!" "No way." The three boys said in unison. "Aw." They continued thinking, brainstorming here and there. "What about games? He likes to win, right?" Kaminari said. "You're right!" Kirishima now had a big, toothy grin on his face. "Party games! And I'll bake him a cake too!" That seemed like a good plan.

Soon, they'd set up plenty of party games. From a rip-off dance dance revolution, to Uno and Donkey Shot. "Oh man, this is gonna be great! Thanks, guys." Kirishima smiled at his friend. "No worries, Eijiro!" Ashido said and the three gave him a hug. "I will see you guys tonight then? Around seven?" He asked, letting them go from the hug. "Yep!" Kaminari replied, the three of them grabbing their coats. And off they were, now it was for Kirishima to bake a cake.

It wasn't easy. He had looked up a recipe online but he still didn't manage. Usually his boyfriend was the one to do the cooking and baking around the house. Two hours or so passed and seven o'clock crept closer and closer, when Kirishima's phone rang. "Hey Kiri," Sero's voice spoke from the other side of the phone. "Haven't you checked your phone?" "No?" Kirishima answered, he'd been too busy making this terribly bad cake. "There's a big storm coming man, we won't be able to make it tonight. I'm so sorry." Sero sighed. "Aw man.." Kirishima sighed as well, checking his phone. Sero was right. "Another time, though?" Sero proposed. "Yeah." He hummed a bit. "Another time." The redhead finished up the terrible cake, pushing some sad, drooping candles onto it when he heard the keys unlock the door. "Kat! Don't open the do-" It was already too late, Bakugo now in their home, looking at his boyfriend and kitchen covered in flower and glazing. Bakugo was drenched with water from the rain outside, looking like a wet cat. "Ahh...the surprise is ruined.." Kirishima whined, rubbing some stuff off of his face.

"Surprise?" The blond mumbled after a moment of silence. "Yeah," Kirishima sighed defeated, "I made you a cake and set up party games and- and Sero, Kaminari and Ashido were supposed to come over to celebrate our three years together but the storm-" "You idiot." Bakugo interrupted him, "you should know by now i much prefer spending time one-on-one with you." He laughed, dropping his bag and gauntlets at the door, leaving a little puddle near it.

"Oh. Right." It was so obvious, Bakugo enjoyed spending time with him. Why didn't he think of that. His blond boyfriend walked up to him, looking at the mess he'd made. "Can't you do anything without making it seem like a bomb went off?" Bakugo rolled his eyes, moving his hand up to wipe some glazing off of Kirishima's cheek. "Sorry," mumbled Kirishima, "I cleaned before but it's basically ruined now." Bakugo shut him up with a kiss, pressing his lips against the others.

"Shut up, weird hair." Said Bakugo, connecting their lips again, gently pushing his boyfriend against the kitchen counter. "Mh- Kat.." Kirishima gasped, wrapping his hands around Bakugo's back and waist. He moved his hands across his upper body, around his back, shoulders. But also his waist, stomach and chest, feeling his heart racing in there.

The explosive hero gently pushed Kirishima onto the counter, kissing on his cheek, down his neck and biting down on his T-shirt. "Katsuki.." Kirishima groaned, he knew exactly where this was going, and so did Bakugo. After all, it was his fault. Or no, Kirishima's. For being so cute. And caring. And hot.

"Kat.." Nothing but his name seemed to be coming out of Kirishima, his face nearly blending in with his bright red hair. "Cat got your tongue?" Bakugo chuckled, lifting up Kirishima's shirt and kissing at his chest, abs and stomach, slowly kissing down his happy trail. "Do you want to, Ei?" In moments like these Bakugo could be caring and sweet, surprising to most.

"I do."

A/N:

Hii! First little one shot on here! I could continue this in a seperate post, it will be NSFW, though! Just lmk with some feedback!

I enjoyed writing it alot!

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