Hey, I'm Jay, I'm gay, and this is the writing blog for @fanatical-san's Archive Of Our Own account, WhenJoshIsJoseph. They/them pronouns. I'll upload all my fics and oneshots here, and any fic updates too! Oh, and I'm currently obsessed with Boku No Hero Academia. (Icon credit to me, ayyeee.)
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First work in my BNHA Noir Week series!! Super excited for this, even though I know hardly anything about it, haha XD Iâll reblog this over on fanatical-san, too :p itâs not too late for yâall to join in!!
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Got this ask as a reply, not an ask, so I didnât see it til now asdfghjkl sorry! This one is for akkopidgex!
Here it isss:
Midoriya leant in a little closer to Shoutoâs face as he applied the eyeliner, their proximity highlighting Midoriyaâs freckles and making it hard for Shouto to look away as Midoriya continued to talk about how good Shoutoâs eyes would look with a little more definition, endearingly careful with his scar.
I hope that sounded alright - loved the prompt!!
(Send me an LGBTQ+ BNHA/Haikyuu ship ask with a prompt, and Iâll write a one sentence fic!!)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
When Bakugou Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku, two firefighters, die saving people in a fire, they arrive in the afterlife and are assigned to Heaven and Hell - but it doesn't work the way everyone expects it to. A mix up in the records proclaims Bakugou an angel and Midoriya demon...
...Only, it was meant to be the other way around.
Now, Bakugou must race against time and prevent Midoriya from becoming a full fledged demon if he's ever to save him, and in order to that, he needs to find out what Midoriya held against him when he was alive.
Feelings were never meant to come into it.
___
Or, Bakugou is the awkward angel, and Midoriya is surprisngly good at being demonic.
This chaotic multishipper is currently bakudeku-ing rn, and not only am I bkdk-ing, Iâm writing heavy angsty bkdk...read at your own risk!!
Recently Iâve really wanted to try out participating on zines but I canât seem to find any open rn. I would really appreciate if u sent me open BNHA zines!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: ĺăŽăăźăăźă˘ăŤăă㢠| Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Todoroki Shouto/Yoarashi Inasa, Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijirou
Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Background & Cameo Characters, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Kirishima Eijirou, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Original Female Character(s)
Additional Tags: bakudeku, KatsuDeku, Secret Santa, Secret Santa 2018, Alternate Universe - Art School, Well - Freeform, NOT art school, Just art, Alternative Universe - Art, Alternate Universe - Law Enforcement, sorta - Freeform, Midoriya is an artist, bakugou is a lawyer, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), anonymous, Identity Reveal, Unbeta'd I'm Lonely AF, Merry Christmas!
Summary:
Katsuki's mentor, All Might, is retiring, and he wants a piece of art commissioned - a crucial gift. He finally finds the right artist...but the person is anonymous.
Izuku gets commissioned by some lawyer he doesn't know, and he doesn't usually take commissions, but the offer is just too tempting...
Neither knows it's the other.
___
MERRY CHRISTMAS, SO HOE, I'M SO SORRY IF THIS AIN'T GREAT BUT I ADORE YOUUUU
Also, VGC, you're a legend, thanks for organising this <3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: ĺăŽăăźăăźă˘ăŤăă㢠| Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Major Character Death
Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki
Read below the cut, if you're good with an unitalicised version... Otherwise, click the link!
Also please don't die, I'm so sorry, I've never written angst
15:00, three hours after
Izuku is smiling.
Itâs ironic, really; the tears donât stop, but neither does his expression falter. The corners of his mouth are titled up, yes, heâs smiling, but he tastes salt, too, bitter against his tongue.
Bitterer still is the feel of the words in his mouth.
âI am honoured to accept the position,â he repeats. âHonoured, thank you. It is such an honour, I cannot express my gratitude. Many thanks-â
Heâs a broken record, the lines he should say stuck in his throat, the emotion he should have numb in his chest. For all his morbid imaginings, he never thought it would end so...anti-climatically. So ordinarily. The role is passed on from one person to the next, as uneventfully as it should be. Izuku has received a promotion, and that is it.
12:00, one day after
He keeps staring at the phone.
Izuku can just about see the nondescript object if he peeks over the stack of paperwork. A slight exaggeration, perhaps, but the workload is heavy nonetheless. Time doesnât stop for Izuku, wouldnât have stopped even if heâd taken the week theyâd offered to him to âprocess thingsâ. But what is there to process?
Heâs gotten a promotion; itâs nothing special.
Izuku needs to get on with it.
00:00, two days after
The noise is abhorrent, unbearable, but he screams again, choked and breathless and not quite reaching the level he needs it to reach. He needs to get it out of him, away from him, and he needs the images burnt from his mind. God, but he gets no reprise even as he sleeps, even as he tries to, even as...heâŚ
Izuku is so incredibly tired. And he has work the next day. His job, the new one, the promotion, the job that he is wholeheartedly grateful for.
00:07, two days after
He hates the job. He should resign.
00:11, two days after
But Izuku canât. He canât, because of the promise. He cannot step away from what he does not want to bear alone, because of a stupid piece of paper and the memory of hands gripping his shoulders and insisting Izuku promised.
He shouldâve told him then and there.
He didnât.
And he canât, not anymore.
11:00, four days after
The leather is uncomfortably cold, and Izuku shivers despites himself. Light filters in from the window, hitting the furniture at every angle but a one that would brighten up Izukuâs immediate vicinity. Itâs fitting, that it also leaves the crumpled tissues and smashed glass in shadow, doesnât venture near the small cuts on Izukuâs hands where it pierced his skin.
He doesnât feel the pain, not really - nothing overshadows the numbness spreading throughout his blood. Izuku doesnât hurt, Izuku doesnât hurt, Izuku doesnât feel.
Izuku doesnât want to, and so he wonât.
Will he?
02:49, eight days after
âRoses are fuck all compared to you,â the blonde shouts in the background of the video, Kirishima gleefully zooming in on Izukuâs flustered look as the compliment sinks in. That had been taken...three months ago? Four? And of course, it had been funny, at the time, but the video doesnât look quite the same when Izuku watches with blurry eyes, impulsively clicking on âreplayâ when the clip ends. Tears make for a comforting filter, he thinks. He doesnât have to see it properly, this way. Itâs better.
Though, no, itâs not better, thatâs a lie, but itâs something, and when they told him it was obligatory that he take the week off work that he initially hadnât, they also mentioned that it would help to do something with the time, and so he does, he does do something. See? Heâs not sleeping, sleeping is a waste of time, heâs doing something!
And he...how many days has it been? Izuku...Izuku doesnât know, but thatâs okay, thatâs perfect, because he doesnât need to know how many days itâs been since he shattered the rose vase with his bare hands. The wilted roses are still lying there, petals strewn across pieces of shattered glass.
Theyâre mocking him, the roses are mocking him, he hates the roses, he canât-
He canât touch-
âRoses are fuck all compared to you.â
Izukuâs eyes are glued to the screen again.
14:51, eleven days after
The phone terrifies him. The last time he picked up the...the thing, it gave him a promotion. He doesnât need anything else, thank you, he just wants to be left alone.
But Uraraka and Kirishima seem...they seem unhappy, disappointed. Why are they so upset? Izuku is protecting himself, Izuku needs to protect himself if heâs going to save everyone with a smile, so whatâs the matter?
âMido, I-â Uraraka is holding his shoulders. The same way...the same way Kacchan was holding his shoulders, that day.
Kacchan, Kacchan, Kacchan...itâs not Kacchan anymore. It was Bakugou Katsuki, the blondeâs name was, and he needs to give it up. But heâs Deku, heâs useless, because Kacchan always said so himself. Deku canât do anything right, even Bakugou Katsuki knew that. Kacchan, Kacchan, Kac-
âMidoriya, please,â she pleads, and shakes his shoulders this time. Bakugou Katsuki shook his shoulders like that, she canât do it too, itâs not right, he-
He flinches away violently, and so does she, and itâs when she flinches that Midoriya Izuku finally, finally wakes up from his stupor.
âWe called you forty times, Mido,â she whispers shakily, and both she and Kirishima open their ams.
Izuku collapses.
18:13, twelve days after
âAnd this is the document?â Mina asks, holding it gingerly in her hands. Izuku is glad that she can appreciate its importance, and manages a weak smile.
Heâs smiling, now. The last time heâd smiled, heâd beenâŚ
Well, this time, itâs sincere, and, as stupidly insignificant as it may appear, Izuku knows that heâs in good hands.
Mina doesnât smile. Neither does Kirishima or Kaminari. It would the four of them, usually, smiling and driving Kacchan up the wall with it, but itâs only Izuku this time who still plasters it on his face. And he realised that theyâve been through this too, but half in the dark in a way which Izuku wasnât, and he feels so horribly selfish for losing control when he shouldâve been the one to tell them the full story.
âKacchan was adamant that I take the role of offensive squad leader if he-if he didnâtâŚâ Izuku finishes quietly. âIf he were not to survive.â
A pregnant pause.
Followed by:
âFuck!â Kaminari exclaims, and the other three jump. âI just- shit, itâs just...itâs unfair. We, we lost communication with him two months ago, scoured the whole of Japan for him, underworld included, and all we get in the end is word that he-he...we donât even get his body!â
Kaminariâs voice breaks on the last word, and itâs as if the floodgates have been unleashed because theyâre weeping then, huddled together as they mourn after what has been cruelly ripped from their very beings - they have lost a part of themselves, the part that belonged to him.
Itâs almost two weeks after Izuku gets the call that he begins to comprehend it.
His smile is gone.
22:25, a fortnight after the death of Bakugou Katsuki
âBelieve me,â Kirishima begs.
âI canât,â Izuku gasps out as the sobs wrack his body, the hands that wipe at his eyes unsteady. He tries in vain to get a grip on himself as Kirishima continues, clutching at the edge of the desk.
âI swear to you, he loved you, Midoriya, he loved you like he loved no one else.â
On the table is a photo of a three year old Kacchan holding up a sleeping Izuku protectively. Little Kacchan's face tells Izuku that of course it's true, Kirishima wouldn't lie like this. Kacchan loved you.
âI,â Izuku can hardly get a word out. âI love him too. Love, present, because I still do, even thoughâŚeven though-â
Heâd never told Kacchan anything of the sort. His last words to him had been to âstop freaking out, because you're coming right back, understand? The world needs a hero like you.â
âYeah, whatever, Deku; the world needs us both,â he'd grinned, knocking a shoulder against the green-haired boyâs until Izuku had giggled. The seriousness from the day before when he'd made Izuku promise to take over if anything happened was gone.
Then, sparing one more glance at Izuku, he ran off in his costume, sunlight framing his retreating figure in a way that made Izuku think that maybe once his Kacchan was back, he'd tell him that he was in love with him.
But he's dead. His Kacchan is dead, the one person who he cared for more than life itself gone. Never again will his Kacchan reply to him. The world has lost a blinding, irreplaceable light.
Kirishima makes a move to comfort him as Izuku grieves, when the phone rings. And they know now, of his irrational fear, all of his friends do. The others have taken it on themselves to answer calls and relay messages until he makes enough progress with a therapist Uraraka recommended him to (they- they aren't getting far enough fast enough, he needs to-), and so Kirishima reaches for the phone, but Izuku snaps out a hand to stop him.
âI-â
âIf you're sure.â
âMhmm.â He doesn't trust his voice enough to say yes plain and simple, but Kirishima allows him to take the phone.
He holds it up to his ear.
Breathes in.
âH-hello? Pro H-hero Deku speaki-speaking?â
Breathes out.
And then he can't breathe, he cannot, he, oh God, he-
On the other end of the line, Bakugou Katsuki implores, voice ragged and torn:
âDeku! Deku, fuck, please, save me, they'll fucking kill me, they'll- shit, I'm going to d-â
My multishipper heart needs bakudeku and some of yâall want it too, so I have three ideas for a bakudeku fic, as follows:
Story A
- sort of a baby AU
- UA run a special course during the summer of year 2 to train for being heroes in day to day situations
- The students are put into pairs and given a âsituationâ
- Bakugou and Midoriya get put together
- Their situation is âmarried couple with a one year old childâ
- Commence a fluffy tooth rotting slow burn fic about them dealing with that
Story B
- A hero named Harmony is walking behind Bakugou and Midoriya, who are so engrossed in an argument that they donât notice the truck heading towards them
- She pushes them out of the way but accidentally activated her Quirk
- Her Quirk bonds two people to a physical distance of a metre until they reach the right sort of relationship
- For example, if two people are meant to be friends, the bond will last til they are friends
- Hence Bakugou and Midoriya have to figure out being in a close proximity and also what their relationship is meant to be
Story C
- ayyeee itâs telepathy
- They get hit with a telepathy quirk
- ThenâŚtelepathy happens
- How else do I explain this
Vote for your favourite one on Instagram by clicking on my (fanaticalsan) story (or maybe send me a message??)!!!
I hope this doesnât flop and that these are ideas that yâall would actually wanna read đ thanks for your time!!!
I...Completely Forgot to Tell Yâall? Iâm Going With Bakudeku Option B!!
It was a hard decision, but I think B pulled out on top for sure, so this is what you can expect:
Story B
- A hero named Harmony is walking behind Bakugou and Midoriya, who are so engrossed in an argument that they donât notice the truck heading towards them
- She pushes them out of the way but accidentally activated her Quirk
- Her Quirk bonds two people to a physical distance of a metre until they reach the right sort of relationship
- For example, if two people are meant to be friends, the bond will last til they are friends
- Hence Bakugou and Midoriya have to figure out being in a close proximity and also what their relationship is meant to be
If anyone would like to be notified when the first chapter is out, you can leave a reply to this post?? Idk if anyone would want to know??
Eh, anyway, thanks for all the votes, and I hope you enjoy this when itâs out!!
Because I love you all, and Iâve seen this sort of thing done before, I thought Iâd hop on the love-and-appreciation bus and show my appreciation for you all by giving away three free BNHA fics!! I have an AO3 page if you want to check out how I write before you get involved :â)
But anyway, this is how it works:
How to enter:
 Reply to/reblog this post with âIâd like to participateâ (or any variation of those words :D)
The winners/how winners are selected:
There will be three winners, selected at random through inputting names into a random generator
The prize:
A 1.5k + word fic based on a BNHA pairing from the list (see under the cut for the pairings), in any SFW situation you want! (no NSFW, please)
For example, tododeku + truth or dare
Rules:
You can only enter once (see âhow to enterâ for more details)
âŚOof, this sounds so rude but Iâd prefer it if you were following me (either as @whenjoshisjoseph or @fanatical-san). You donât be, though; you can enter all the same!!
For the request, you can only decide on one main pairing
Your DMs must be open as that is how Iâll contact you! (If you donât reply within a week of me contacting you, then Iâll have to generate another name :/)
Deadline:
The giveaway will close on Friday, November the 23rd, 2018
Receiving the prize:
If you are one of the winners, I will contact you through DMs to let you know that youâve won, so that we can further discuss the details of the story
The story will be published online both on Tumblr and on Archive Of Our Own. Typically, I will mention the winner, but if youâd rather stay anonymous, thatâs fine too.
I hope you all enjoy this, and that it doesnât flop! Check out the pairings under the cut, and have a lovely day! If you do have any more questions, leave me an ask <3
For the one sentence fics: kuroken + Kuroo being hella whipped for Kenma!
It was when Kenma had adorably wrinkled his nose at the sensation of a single strand of hair falling on his face, too caught up in the video game he was playing to remove it, that Kuroo had realised that he wanted to be more than just Kenmaâs friend; he wanted the be with the smaller boy, to be able to cuddle him and pepper kisses on his face.
Oof, I have literally never written kuroken before so thank you for this experience, and I do apologise if it wasnât the best. I had fun writing it, though! :D
(Send me an LGBTQ+ BNHA/Haikyuu ship ask with a prompt, and Iâll write a one sentence fic!!)
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