Young God - Part 4A

Young God - Part 4A

Part 3B

Everything was different. 

You felt different, every noise was different, the sight was different, even the very scent of your surroundings…

“Hey, you… you’re finally awake.”

Finally, a familiar voice amidst this confusing change. It wasn’t one that you were particularly pleased to hear, but you were so used to his voice equaling your next meal that your mouth watered at the sound. 

You snapped upright and found that you were laying in an actual bed, with a normal-looking room surrounding you. A dresser with a TV on it, a closet, even a desk with a dusty laptop. “Take in your surroundings for a moment,” he said. “No need to freak out.”

“I don’t understand,” you choked, mouth dry and gummy. “What the fuck am I doing here?”

Turning your head to the right, you found that your tormentor, Bakugo… was sitting on a chair, fingers laced together and pressed to his lips. “I really have a lot of explaining to do, heh,” he chuckled, softer than you’d ever heard him. “Let me make this… perfectly clear to you. I didn’t… exactly mean to hurt you, the way you’d been hurt.”

“Bull fucking shit!” You spat, throwing a pillow at him, which he dodged with ease.

“I expected you to die. I didn’t… expect to feel remorse when I watched you live through the trials. This is all pretty fucking new to me, too.”

Your teeth were grinding against each other again, fangs occasionally reaching down lower than intended and cutting paper-thin sliced into your gums. If you’re so god damn remorseful, then why don’t you find a way to change me back? Your mind taunted.

“You really don’t fucking get it, do you?!” He shouted, dissipating through the air and reforming back on top of you, pinning your wrists into the mattress as you met his enraged gaze, unafraid and unwavering. “Do you know what it’s like to live for over three hundred goddamn years, completely fucking alone? I’ve tried to find someone like me! I’ve tried to find someone that could withstand everything we put you through! And they all fucking died. You really think I enjoyed watching you suffer like that? Time for a little lesson in Vampirism, sweetheart!”

He tore himself away from you, feet landing loudly at the edge of the bed and beginning to pace back and forth loudly. “Listen to me, okay? When someone… of my kind, changed someone… there’s an extreme possibility that there’s not going to live through the first transfusion. Let alone the second or third or… fuck, I think you’re on your tenth now? Though you were out cold for some of them. And that stupid battle with Kirishima…”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. It was strange, even your own emotions… felt alien now. You weren’t angry about what you’d become now, more… irritated, than anything, that you were now burdened with this strange way of living and little to no understanding of how you could do something as simple as exist. No feelings regarding the fact that you’d more than likely never see your friends or family again… only the one though… about how to survive.

“I know it sounds dumb as hell. But that wasn’t my own idea, alright? My family… my mother, more than anyone I guess, she created a pact with the werewolves long before I was born. Said anyone that couldn’t survive one of their beatings wasn’t suited to serve under her.”

“So what the fuck does that have to do with the way you acted jackass?!” You shouted.

“I was getting there if you would just shut the fuck up, and listen.” There wasn’t the usual malice in his tone, only irritation as he pinched the bridge of his nose and leaned his head back. “When someone like me… changes someone, it takes up a lot of our venom. The less we have, the more… frustrated, we get, I guess you could say. Every transfusion of blood and venom… takes a little piece out of us, and puts in into the person we’re trying to turn.”

And now, for the hard-hitting question. “So why me?”

He stopped his pacing, straitening his neck and releasing his hand from his face. “I don’t know the answer to that,” he eventually responded. “I’ve never… successfully converted someone… until you. Whenever I’m searching, I always look for someone I could see myself being happy with. I’ve always wanted it to be… special.”

“Am I supposed to feel honored?”

He laughed out loud and paced closer to the bed, fingers trailing over your arm. “I wouldn’t exactly say it that way. But… sorta, yeah, you probably should. There are many benefits that come with being one of my kind… with a sort of… futuristic vision being one of those… said benefits. And when I first heard you scream… I saw this… right here…”

He leaned his head close into yours, lips right next to your ear as his hand trailed to your shoulder, across your collar bones, your chest, stomach, thighs…

“I saw these goosebumps breaking out over your skin, and I’ve seen what comes next… if everything goes as planned, and you finally accept this new reality in it’s entirety…we’re both going to reach… ecstasy.”

~~

A/N: Sorry I couldn’t type out more. I’m just really, really tired. 

I don’t watch the show but yasss

Behind Closed Doors

Gintoki and Hijikata continue to ruin my life. I’m not complaining, though.

Sum soft shit with my favorite boys. 

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Warnings: exhibitionism, voyeurism, threesome, double penetration, anal, praising, hand jobs, blow jobs, breeding, smoking

Word Count: 5.8K

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The Villain -- Ch. 1: We’re Missing Katsuki

A/N: SO after the very positive feedback I received from my little villain!bakugou AU scenario I made, I’ve decided to make it into a series. It’s my first time writing a series on here so bear with me if it ends up being utter shit lol.

And I may be changing a few things compared to what I wrote in the one shot scenario so disregard some things if some information is different. And, this chapter is a little lackluster only because I wanted to establish the basic plot first before indulging into the juicy parts lol. Sorry that this is absolute dog shit, I did what I could.

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Pairing: villain!bakugou x female!reader Warnings: swearing Word Count: 1,874

✐posted 08.24.2018✐

***

Three Years Ago

***

“This is Japan Daily News reporting to you live from our broadcasting studio. Just moments ago, police have reported that the leader of the League of Villains, Shigaraki Tomura, has been pronounced dead. The man who killed him is former U.A. rising star student, Bakugou Katsuki, a young man who is now in his early twenties. Before the incident, Bakugou was kidnapped by the League in Kamino following former pro, All Might’s, final battle as a pro hero. No one has seen Bakugou since, but now, after seemingly committing three murders as well as the kidnapping of over twenty young aspiring heroes, Bakugou Katsuki has been pronounced the most dangerous man alive. If you see this man, report to the police immediate–”

Kirishima turned the television off before he could hear another word. “It’s pissing me off.”

You stared at the now blank television screen, completely frozen from the information that was just relayed. “That was… Katsuki.”

“Yeah, that was Bakugou. He really did join the League after all,” Kirishima muttered.

“It’s been seven years since we’ve heard from him and he goes and does something like this…” Mina uttered in disbelief.

Kirishima rose up from his chair, beelining for the door. “Thanks for lunch, _____. I’m going home after this bullshit.”

The sound of the door shutting echoed throughout your apartment. You continued to glue your gaze on the screen, grabbing the remote and turning the television back on.

“We now have a witness, one of the aspiring heroes that was kidnapped by Bakugou.” The news reporter turned to a young woman who was standing beside her, shivering from pure fright and shock. “What happened, dear?”

“He… He threatened us all… saying that he’d kill our families if we didnt join th-the League,” the girl stuttered.

“Bakugou Katsuki threatened you?”

The girl shook her head, widening her eyes at the news reporter. “No… the one with the scars and piercings did.”

You turned the television back off and leaned back in your chair. Mina looked at you with sympathy. “I can make some tea for you if you want, _____.”

You shook your head, looking down at your hands. “That’s alright. Thanks though.”

Mina rubbed your back. “I know how much he meant to you.”

Your hand clenched into a fist. “Do you… Do you really think he did it? Killed Shigaraki and kidnapped all those people?”

Mina sighed. “I’m not sure. He’s not the same Bakugou we went to school with, you know?”

“But he is!”

“_____…”

“He is, I’m telling you!” You grabbed Mina’s hands in your own. “He was kidnapped by the League, Mina. Deku even said Katsuki blames himself for All Might’s end, and maybe that triggered him to wanting to become a villain. I know he’s not evil. There’s no proof that he actually committed those crimes.”

“Are you sure you’re not just saying that because of how you felt about him back in U.A.?”

“Of course not. We graduated ten years ago and I haven’t seen him since. There’s no way he would just decide to become a villain out of nowhere, Mina, I know him.”

Mina sighed, looking down at your clasped hands. “I wanna believe that, too, but there isn’t much evidence supporting that he’s a good guy, _____. And we’re pros now. It’s our job to protect those who can’t protect themselves. And if there comes a time in the future where we have to choose between Bakugou and an innocent civilian, we are literally authorized to choose the civilian.”

“I know. But we have no idea if we’d ever be put in a situation like that with Katsuki.”

“_____.”

“I know, I know.” This time it was your turn to sigh.

“You have to be more professional now. In two days, the whole world is gonna recognize you as the number one hero and as the new symbol of peace. You can’t let a high school crush get in the way of that.”

You waved her off. “Oh, please. I liked Katsuki ten years ago. There’s no way I still feel that way about him.”

***

Present

***

“The League has stayed under the radar for the past two and half years. Despite a few run-ins with the Vanguard, it seems they aren’t making any flashy moves, not yet at least.”

“Still, we have to be on our feet at all times, right, Natsuya?” you said, looking at the notes that you were provided.

Before entering U.A. ten years ago, your childhood friend Yamashita Natsuya was rather close with you. Due to him being quirkless, he had no intention of wanting to even be affiliated with heroes and would often be confused as to why you wanted to become a hero in the first place. Nevertheless, he continued to support your ambitions, especially when he decided to enter the police academy and is now the Chief of Police as well as the most acclaimed detective in Japan, often working alongside you, the acclaimed number one hero.

Natsuya nodded. “That’s right. The police force is doing what we can to track down the League and that Bakugou guy. In the meantime, I’ll send you and Ashido the details about the members of the League and the Vanguard. We’re also calling in more reinforcements from the other Japan branches. This case’ll be big and we need all the help we can get.”

“You’re calling in other pros?” Mina asked.

Natsuya nodded once more, turning a page in one of his files. “Yeah, we’re calling in Cellophane, Earphone Jack, Froppy, Red Riot, and Charge Bolt. They’ll be temporarily staying in this branch and helping us out.”

You gasped in delight. “Sero, Kyouka, Tsuyu, Kirishima, and Kaminari are coming here?!”

“Yup. And if things get rough we might even call in Shouto, Tenya, Uravity, and Deku.”

“I haven’t heard from them in a while. It’s good to have the gang come back all together,” Mina said with a grin, you nodding along and agreeing with her. “Well, if that’s it, Mr. Chief of Police, we’ll be on our way.”

“Wait.” Natsuya grabbed your wrist, pulling you back into the conference room.

Your eyes widened instinctively from the sudden touch, turning back to Mina with a soft smile. “I’ll meet you at the apartment, Mina.”

Mina’s face broke out into a huge grin, waving goodbye to you. “I’ll leave you two love birds alone.”

You blushed, turning to face Natsuya who also had the same rosy color on his cheeks. He let go of your wrist. “I just wanted to say for you to be careful.”

“You know I’m always careful, Natsu.”

“That’s a damn lie and you and I both know that.” You both chuckled, remembering the numerous times you’ve been in the hospital due to your avid clumsiness. “But, I’m serious this time. The Department is saying the Vanguard is apparently attacking cities where huge pro heroes are. You’re number one and it’ll only be a matter of time until they attack you. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

You smiled, caressing Natsuya’s cheek with your hand. “I’ll be fine, I mean it. If it makes you feel better, once you call in all the other pros, I’ll make sure I’m never alone so at least I’ll always have backup.”

Natsuya sighed, causing one of his brown locks to fall on his forehead. “Okay, fine.” He opened the door for you. “Just don’t do anything stupid, _____.”

You waved him off. “Have a little faith, Natsu. I’m number one for a reason.”

He laughed and the two of you said your goodbyes. As you left the police department, Mina got up from her previous position of sitting on the bare concrete while waiting for you.

“Wow, that was faster than I expected,” Mina commented, looping her arm around yours as the two of you began walking to your shared apartment.

“He was just warning me to be careful. What’d you expect?”

Mina shrugged as you turned the corner. “Oh, you know, just the occasional flirty look over here, a make out session over there, and then you two ending up banging on his desk–”

“Okay, that’s enough!” You said, waving your hands in front of you, feeling your face burn up completely as Mina laughed at your expression. “We’ve only been dating for two weeks, you know.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Mina waved you off. “It’s about time, too. It only took Yamashita-kun over twenty years to finally ask you out. If he didn’t end up asking you out though, I would’ve done it for him.”

You chuckled. “I appreciate your concern, but we started out as best friends since we were kids. There was no rush for me to get into a relationship.”

“_____, you’re a hot twenty-six-year-old woman. I’m still wondering how Yamashita didn’t propose to you the minute he saw you.” Mina shrugged as the two of you arrived in front of your complex, walking up to your apartment. 

You pulled out your keys to unlock the door. “Well, I never really liked him before. It’s the same way if Kirishima ever asked you out when you two were in middle school.”

Mina grimaced. “You’re right. I take it back.”

You chuckled, plopping down in front of your couch. “By the way, it’s your turn to cook tonight.”

Mina groaned. “Fine, but I’m picking tonight’s movie.”

You laughed. “Let me check what’s on cable right now.”

You leaned forward towards the coffee table, grabbing the remote and turning the television on. The Japan Daily News popped up.

“It seems that Kanto region here will be filled with arguably a few of the biggest pro heroes today. The Chief of Police, Yamashita Natsuya–”

“That’s your boyfriend!”

“I know, Mina! Now shut up so I can listen!”

“–has called forth the following heroes to Kanto in assistance with the cases filed against the League of Villains and the Vanguard Action Squad: Earphone Jack, Cellophane, Red Riot, Froppy, and Charge Bolt.”

“So Natsuya’s not gonna call Todoroki, Deku, Iida, or Ochako, huh?” You muttered.

Mina sat down beside you. “May be he thinks it’s okay as long as we’re all here.”

You shrugged. “May be. We don’t even know what the League is planning.”

“League or no League, I’m just glad that the gang’s back together! It’ll be just like the good ole days!”

You sighed softly. “Yeah, but we’re missing Katsuki.”

Mina eyed you briefly, all evidence of happiness erased from her face before looking back at the TV again. “Look, I know how much he meant to you and how close you two were. But he’s not the same Bakugou from all those years ago. You’ve gotta let those old feelings go, _____.”

You sat up, facing her. “This isn’t about some old high school feelings I’ve felt before. This is my concern as someone who was his friend. I still believe there’s something that we don’t know, Mina.”

Mina sighed, leaning back and lying down on the couch. “Okay, that’s fair enough. As long as you don’t have any unnecessary feelings for Bakugou.”

“Of course not. After all, I have Natsuya now. I don’t even care about Bakugou beyond an old friendship.”

The Villain -- Ch. 4: Flashback

A/N: For the longest time I was having writer’s block for this story and I just got inspiration again. Sorry if its really shitty and really short :(

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Pairing: villain!bakugou x female!reader Warnings: swearing; suicide/suicidal thoughts Word Count: 1,682

Links to previous chapters: Chapter 1: We’re Missing Katsuki Chapter 2: Happy to See Me? Chapter 3: He’s Not A Villain

*****WARNING: There is mention of suicide and suicidal thoughts in this chapter. If this is triggering for you, please do not read further, it is just a flashback during the time of the reader’s mother’s death. If you need someone to talk to or vent to, please message me, I’m always free. Call 1-800-273-8255 if you need more help, this is the national suicide prevention hotline.*****

✐posted 03.05.2019✐

Ten Years Ago

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The Villain -- Ch. 3: He’s Not a Villain

A/N: School started and I’m so upset so to make myself feel better, I decided to write Chapter 3 today lol.

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Pairing: villain!bakugou x female!reader Warnings: swearing Word Count: 2,433

Links to previous chapters: Chapter 1: We’re Missing Katsuki Chapter 2: Happy to See Me?

✐posted 08.28.2018✐

“_____!” Mina called out from down the street, running towards you. She clapped her hands on your shoulders. “Thank goodness you’re alright!”

You blinked, trying to snap out of the temporary daze you were put into. “Yeah, I’m fine. Did… Did you and Tsuyu get those civilians out of the way?”

Mina nodded. “A few people got burned so Tsuyu escorted them to the hospital with the paramedics. Kyouka’s at the station right now to report what happened.”

“Oh, that’s good. At least everyone’s alright.”

“Mhm.” Mina pulled out her phone. “Speaking of station, Yamashita-kun called me a few minutes ago. He said he’s been trying to call you but you didn’t answer.”

“Oh, um, my phone must’ve been turned off.” You rubbed the nape of your neck. You didn’t know how to tell Mina what had happened just a few mere minutes ago.

Mina eyed you. “Yamashita-kun’s in the hospital.”

Your eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. “What?! Is he okay?!”

Mina nodded. “He’s not hurt. He’s just visiting the burn victims and questioning them.”

You sighed in relief. “Oh, thank god. I’ll go over there now. Might as well report to the Chief of Police what happened on my end.”

“Okay. I’ll see you later. I’m gonna go check on the apartment!”

***

“Hi, do you know where I can find Yamashita-san?” You asked the secretary at the front desk of hospital.

She nodded, gesturing down the hallway. You thanked her, moving quickly through the hall until you laid eyes on him. “Natsuya!”

Natsuya turned his head at the sound of your voice, dismissing whoever he was talking to and ran towards you. He threw his arms around you, pulling you close to him. “Thank god you’re alright.” He pulled away, cupping your face. “You’re not hurt, are you?”

You smiled softly, shaking your head. “I’m fine, I promise.”

“If something had happened to you, I don’t what the hell I would’ve done.”

“I’m fine, Natsu, I really am.” You looked around pulling him into an empty hospital room. “I actually wanted to… talk to you about what happened today.”

Natsuya nodded, taking in your uneasy stature. “What happened? Was it the League?”

You nodded, twiddling yours thumbs and looking down to the floor, a habit Natsuya knew all too well that you’d do when you knew you had done something wrong or felt uneasy. “Dabi used his quirk and set the whole street in flames.”

Natsuya stared at you, waiting for you to continue. “Kurogiri was there, too. He helped them escape.”

“Them?”

“Kat… Katsuki showed up, too.”

“Katsuki?’ Natsuya’s eyes widened in realization. “As in, Bakugou Katsuki?”

“Y-Yeah.”

Natsuya gritted his teeth. “The hell’d that bastard show up for after hiding all these years?”

“He didn’t do anything. Dabi was the only one who did the collateral damage.”

“Then why’d Bakugou show up in the first place.”

You lifted your head up. “He said he wanted to see me.”

“To see you?”

You nodded. “He was just talking to me really. And I confronted him for leaving all of a sudden all those years ago.”

Natsuya furrowed his brows at you. “And it didn’t occur to you to even try and reprimand him? All you did was talk? _____, he’s the most wanted man in the world and you let him walk away?”

“It’s not like that!” You exclaimed, sighing afterwards. “Natsuya, how do you know he committed the crimes of the kidnappings and murdered Shigaraki?”

“What’re you–”

“I mean there’s no evidence that he–”

“Are you seriously trying to defend him?” Natsuya looked at you in utter disbelief and disgust.

Your hands balled up into fists from frustration. “No offense, but the police department has no hard or real evidence that shows that Katsuki’s guilty of those charges.”

“The hell’s wrong with you? We have witnesses that reported what they saw and the autopsy of Shigaraki’s body showed signs of burnings that damaged his body.”

“Katsuki’s quirk is Explosion. If he really killed Shigaraki, he’d be in dismantled into a bunch of pieces. He wouldn’t be intact.”

“So what, you’re a forensic pathologist now?”

“No, I’m trying to help, Natsuya!” You stared at your boyfriend in frustration. “I    know he’s the biggest asshole I’ve ever met, but he was my friend. And I have this gut feeling that’s telling me that he’s innocent… of those weighty charges at least.”

Natsuya scoffed. “Well, for your information, I’m gonna stick by the law, not your gut.” He pushed open the door aggressively. “You think because you have a quirk you’re almighty, but you’re not shit. The fact that you’d even question the law is repulsive.”

“Natsuya!” You called out, looking down the hallway, watching as he walked away from you. He took one more glance at you, scoffed, and opened the door to the victim’s room.

You sighed, rubbing your face with your hands. There was something about this whole situation that just didn’t settle well with you. As much as you loved Natsuya, one thing you never understood was his blind admiration for the law. Although law and order is crucial to develop a working society, blindly believing police officers with everything that they do is a little… absurd.

You were contemplating whether or not to go after him again, deciding not to once you felt your phone ring. “Hello?”

“Okay, so this is gonna sound a little weird so bear with me.” You could hear Mina sighing loudly from the other end. “You know how Dabi burned up our whole street?”

“Yeah.”

“The only buildings that are left untouched are the flower shop… and our apartment complex?”

“What?” You asked in disbelief. You were almost certain that you and Mina would have to soon go house hunting after today’s events.

“I know right! Every other building is completely burnt down. Why would Dabi leave these buildings alone?”

“I… I don’t know, Mina. Anyways, eat dinner without me. I need a drink, it’s been a long day. I’ll see you later.”

Mina chuckled. “Alright. Be careful though. I know how much of lightweight you are and how much blabber whenever you’re drunk. Call me if you need me to pick you up!”

***

“Do you ever shut up?” Bakugou groaned, standing from the table.

“Oh, come on, don’t be like that, Ground Zero,” Toga cooed, Twice nodding along. “You saw that girl, right? Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“That’s right. You seemed rather fond of that girl. Perhaps you’re in love?” Mr. Compress further instigated.

“You’re all getting on my fucking nerves!” Bakugou exclaimed, kicking the table to the side. 

“It’d be best if you calmed down, Baku– I mean, Ground Zero,” Kurogiri said wearily.

Dabi smirked. “Yeah, the number one hero, the new symbol of peace… _____. She really pisses me off like the rest of them.”

“Like I give a fuck with what pisses you off,” Bakugou grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. He grabbed his jacket. “I’m going across the street. None of you better not fucking show up.” Bakugou didn’t wait to hear the taunting calls of his “employees” as he entered the rundown, but still busy bar.

The bartender, the owner, shot his head up at the sound of the door opening. He grinned. “Ground Zero! You want the usual?”

“Sure.” Bakugou scanned the room. “It seems busier than usual in this shit place.”

The bartender let out a bellowing laugh. “Yup! We have newcomers as well! It’s not everyday new people visit a villain’s bar.” He pointed down the counter. “Like that pretty girl over there. She reminds me a lot like the number one hero, but why would she be here of all places.”

Bakugou stared at the girl who had her head placed on the counter, pissed out drunk. “You don’t say… I’ll take my drink later.”

“Alrighty!” The bartender moved on to the next customer as Bakugou sat down next to the drunk girl.

“It’s not safe for a girl like you to be around here,” Bakugou muttered, eyeing the girl beside him.

She groaned, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. She wore a hoodie that covered her head and a surgical mask. She pulled it down, rubbing her eyes. Bakugou was shocked to see your drunken expression as you attempted to pull yourself together.

“What?” You looked at Bakugou, peering your eyes at him. “You look familiar.”

“Must be a coincidence. You do know this is the villain’s part of town, why’re you here, you’re obviously some pro.”

“This is the villain’s part?” You asked in shock, looking around the bar as if you had seen it for the first time. “It was right near the hospital! Hmm, that’s weird.”

“You didn’t answer my question; why’re you here?” Bakugou demanded, slightly irritated that you would act so carelessly.

You looked at Bakugou perplexingly. “You know, for a stranger you seem really concerned about me.” You turned the bar stool around, facing his direction. “But, I’m here because my boyfriend is a… butt.”

Bakugou had to refrain himself from bursting out into laughter from your drunkenness. “Why’s your boyfriend a…. butt?”

“Well, he’s mad that I let Katsuki go and didn’t even try to go against him. He’s also mad that I questioned the police’s authority with thinking that Katsuki’s a villain.” You crossed your arms over your chest. “I know Katsuki’s not a villain. And we basically fought over that.” Bakugou was dismayed. He initially thought what you had told him during today’s incident was utter and complete bullshit. The fact that you would go against your own boyfriend for him confused him if anything.

“Why would you even defend him anyways? Isn’t… Katsuki a villain?” Bakugou cringed at the sound of his own voice uttering his name, but he wanted to know what you were thinking, knowing that this time would probably be the only time to get you to tell him everything that was on your mind.

You shook your head. “He’s not. I know that for a fact ‘cause ten years ago, when we were still in U.A., my mom died when I was sixteen. I had given up every hope to become a hero. She was the reason why I wanted to be a hero and was my biggest motivator, too. My dad and even Natsuya helped me grieve but they also encouraged me to give up my dreams because they didn’t like the thought of me becoming a hero and putting my life at risk, so they didn’t do anything when I told them. But, Katsuki found me crying during lunch and he told me that if I gave up on becoming a hero, why the hell did I try so hard to get in?”

Bakugou remained silent, taking in the sight of you as you talked. Your eyes seemed heavy, cheeks flushed which were effects due to the alcohol. But, you still acted like the same _____ that he knew from school. He was astonished.

“And after that, everyday he would keep pushing me to work for my dream that I’ve wanted for so long. He would train with me and basically help me become the top of the class, even though he was aiming for that same goal. And he never asked for anything in return, no matter how many times I asked. He was a pain in my neck, but I would’ve never became a hero without him.”

You tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “I just don’t understand… how can the most dangerous man in the world commit those crimes when he helped me become the hero I am today? Don’t villains hate heroes? So why did he help me?”

Bakugou still didn’t say anything, watching as you sighed exasperatedly and leaned your head on the counter. He parted his lips. “What would you say to him if you saw him now?”

You shot up, cheeks puffed in anger, and your fist raised in the air. “I’d walk up to him and punch him right in the face! And if I keep running into him, I’m gonna annoy him into becoming a hero until he does, the same way he did for me!”

Awe. Bakugou was in so much awe. Who knew the number one hero would care so much about the number one villain? Hearing you drunkingly talk so passionately made Bakugou feel… odd. He couldn’t quite describe it, but hearing you basically defend his name and talk so highly off him when he knew he could never meet your expectations, made him feel liberated. 

“You’re an idiot,” Bakugou mumbled, shaking his head yet a small smile on his face.

“Huh?” You asked, rubbing your eyes vigorously. “Now that I think about it, you look like Katsuki.”

“No way, I’ve never heard of him.”

“Really?” You asked perplexingly. “You must’ve been confused this whole time if you don’t even know who he is. So, let me tell you all about him; he’s–”

“Okay, that’s enough talking for one day.” Bakugou stood up, leaning over to pull the mask back up onto your face. You were still a hero, and everyone in this area wouldn’t hesitate to kill you the minute they saw you. “I’m taking you home.”

You groaned. “I don’t wanna get up. I’m too tired.”

“Then I’ll fucking carry you.”

You gasped, shielding your body from him. “No! I’m not gonna let some stranger touch me!”

Yet you basically gave out your whole life story to this fucking stranger…

“Hey, Watari!” Bakugou called out to the bartender. “Put her drinks on my tab. I’ll pay for it when I get back.”

“You got it, Ground Zero!”

“Come on.” Bakugou grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of the bar. “I’m taking you home.”

Bakugou drove in front of the complex, unlocking your door to let you out. He had taken your surgical mask and slipped on a hat to cover his identity. He opened your door for you. “Are you gonna be okay getting inside?”

You nodded in exaggeration. “Mina’s at home, so I’m in good hands.” You stumbled your way inside, turning around and waving at Bakugou. “Thanks, stranger! Hopefully we see each other soon!”

Bakugou raised his hand, leaning against his car as he watched you walk right into the door and fall on your ass. He couldn’t help but laugh, you were still as clumsy as ever. He sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets as you waited for the elevator, looking around aimlessly.

“Yeah… hopefully we meet again soon.”

May I request Franken Iida smut? Big dummy monster fucking a leetle human he finds and muttering something about breeding with no real thought

a/n: I may have taken this in a slightly more canon-adjacent and sex-polleny direction to wrap my head around it, but I hope that’s ok! I love Frankeniida so dearly, and also I love Halloween so thank you for enabling me. IS IT AUTUMN YET??

cw: breeding kink, sex pollen, alcohol

The troublemakers always come out on Halloween night, even in a world of heroes and villains. But it’s not usually the big baddies that are out and about on Hallow’s Eve, it’s the petty criminals and the mischief makers, just happy for an excuse to mess with people. When they happened upon a party of pro heroes, they knew exactly what they wanted to do.

The party was outdoors in someone’s back garden. Iida, the man behind the hero Ingenium, was easy to pick out from the crowd despite his Frankenstein disguise. It was the height, the posture, and the glasses that easily gave him away. The pranksters laughed as the ringleader activated his quirk, firing the effects right at Iida. It would be a real treat to see a hero with such a spotless reputation potentially make a mess of his record himself.

Iida felt the shift inside him immediately, though he had no idea what it was. He felt like he was losing control of his senses, becoming quickly unhinged and feral. He was turning into a monster--that was the only way to describe it. He had to get away from the party immediately, to keep everyone safe. He dropped his plastic cup of beer on the ground, letting it splash around his feet, and with the last shred of consciousness, he forced himself through the house and out the front door until he was ambling down the front walk in the dark. But he wasn't alone.

You sat on the curb, drink in hand, unaware of who or what was creeping up behind you. You needed some respite from the party, a few quiet moments to collect yourself, so you'd come out front to get away from the noise and chatter. Only when Iida's heavy footsteps dragged up directly behind you did you notice he was there.

"Oh, hey Iida," you greeted him. You knew each other from the hero circuit, and you'd even worked side by side with him in a few missions. But immediately, you noticed something was off about him. It was the crazed look in his eye, the way his mouth hung slightly ajar despite his angry expression. When he didn't answer your greeting, you assumed he must be drunk. "Are you ok? Do you need me to call you a cab?"

Iida, with no conscience or mind for what he was doing, grabbed you by the shoulders with his massive hands and pulled you up from the ground. He looked you over with blank but hungry eyes. Your own monster makeup was slightly smudged across your face. Your tits were pushed up on on display. The short little skirt of your costume was ruffled up, revealing the curve of your ass cheeks when you stood. Some instinct that was not entirely his own had taken over, and he had to have you.

"What-?" you began to ask, wondering why Iida had his hands on you in such a forward way, but his power was too much for you in your slightly impaired state. He began walking you backwards toward the brick garden wall that separated the front yard from the back, until you were flush against it. You'd never seen this side of him before, desperate and wanting for you, but you'd harbored a crush on him for far too long to turn this down. You were two monsters in the dark, veins coursing with liquid courage. You wanted him too.

Iida forced your legs apart with his knee, his hard erection pressing against the inside of your thigh as he rutted against you, dry humping you against the solid wall. Grunts and groans escaped from his mouth as you pawed at his chest and neck, feeling the heat and sweat pouring off of him. His mouth connected with your neck with a hard bite, his teeth sharper than you expected for how straight and linear they looked. A whimper of pleasure escaped you.

His hands squeezed your waist, digging into your soft flesh in a way sure to leave fingerprint bruises there. You arched your back off the wall. "Iida, I..." you breathed before he tore at your panties, causing you to gasp sharply.

He began muttering something you couldn't quite make out as he freed his cock from his ripped pants. "Breed you, now," you were finally able to decipher. It made you moan before he even entered you, but soon enough, he was plunging inside your heat with force. His thrusts hammed you back against the wall, the bricks scraping at your hips and backbone, but you didn't care. The urgency of his throbbing cock was enough to make you scream, something that would hardly be noticed on Halloween night anyway, but Iida clamped one hand over your mouth, dampening the sound.

There was nothing you could do, nowhere you could move as his massive, curving cock slammed into you, hitting that deep, sensitive spot with every rut of his hips. His grip on your mouth and your waist was a vice, holding you down as he thrusted at a breakneck pace, teeth gritted against his own desperate groans. "Cum inside you," he growled, barely moving his lips. You nodded your head 'yes.' With your legs shaking and all of Iida's muscles tensing, you came just before he did, feeling his release shooting into you with an intensity you'd never experienced before.

Panting hard, Iida's consciousness began to return as he came down from his high. He felt dizzy and confused, unsure of how he got where he was. But her remembered every sensation, every dark desire he felt, it was just the logistics that were lost on him. As he pulled out of you, he began to stammer. "I-I'm sorry, I'm not sure what came over me."

As he buttoned up his pants again, it was you that caught him by the tattered collar of his shirt. You pressed a sloppy kiss to his lips, and Iida would have been lying if he said he wasn't still turned on, seeing you in your sexy costume, a mess in front of him, despite what just happened. You ran a finger along his angled jaw. "Hey monster, I don't think I'm done with you yet."