Guys This Person Sees The Future.

guys this person sees the future.

So BNHA is ending this week…

There will be leaks tonight so be cautious at your own risk of being spoiled.

But I will say this: I hope some characters don’t end up with anyone in the end so we can just have our own open ending to our favorite couples. 🤗

To be honest, the whole ending feels kinda rushed but I hope that all of characters will have a happy ending.

Thank you Hori-sensei for a great long 10 years. It’s been a ride and an honor to experience. ❤️🥹

bro’s the definition of delulu 😭

LMAOOO

that y/n is me if I had money and was interested in Pokémon and had a cat ear headband.

Shigaraki enters the hideout, walking right up to the bar and sitting on a stool across from Kurogiri.

“Kurogiri, I want a gamer girlfriend.” Shigaraki says, “I need your help.”

Kurogiri calmly sits down the glass he was cleaning, “Have you tried talking to a woman?”

Shigaraki shakes his head, “Not your advice— your help. And no! I have a better idea.”

Shigaraki stands on the roof of a tall building, carefully holding binoculars between his fingers. He peers down at the GameStop across the street. Kurogiri stands beside him.

“I’m choosing the first girl that walks out of that GameStop.” Shigaraki explains.

A mom and her children walk out of the GameStop, the kids all screeching and running around.

“I’m choosing the second girl that walks out of that GameStop.” Shigaraki corrects.

Hours pass and Shigaraki hasn’t moved from his spot where he surveils the GameStop building. Kurogiri had dozed off at some point and is lightly snoring.

“Kurogiri.” Shigaraki says, suddenly and sharply. Kurogiri jolts awake. “This is taking longer than expected. I haven’t seen any girls. Just a bunch of virgin plebs and Spinner.”

Kurogiri pauses to address the irony in that statement, then continues, “Perhaps you should consider a different method- like online dating?” Kurogiri asks.

“I’m banned on all those apps.” Shigaraki says.

Kurogiri tilts his head, “Why—“

“Shh!” Shigaraki says. “I think I see someone.”

You walk out of the GameStop holding packs of pokemon cards and a Shadow the Hedgehog plushy. You start to walk away, nearly tripping over the air. You mumble a slew of curses as you adjust your cat ear headband and keep walking.

Shigaraki places a hand over his chest, “Wow, she’s so cringe… She’s perfect.”

Kurogiri nods, “Very well. Go talk to her—“

“Talk to her??” Shigaraki asks. “Uh, no? I’m going to kidnap her, convince her to join the League, act cold, aloof, and disinterested until she discovers that on the inside I’m just a troubled soul with a bleeding heart and she falls in love with me. Duh! God, it’s like you’ve never read fanfiction before.”

Kurogiri sighs, “The fact that All For One doesn’t pay me for this is the worst crime he’s committed.”

Basically me in a nutshell.

Anyways have a cute kitten under a motorcycle

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ? ꕥ

aged up! Izuku M. x female!reader

warnings: suggestive, sexual activity mentioned, swearing, slight perv Izuku, M*neta, bit of alcohol consumption, angst at the end, making out.

summary: after giving your best friend head, a kiss, and a lap dance, thanks to a dare, you’re left feeling confused about your feelings for him, and wondering what even are you now.

(this is as nsfw I’m probably gonna ever get chat)

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Ah, truth or dare, ruiner of friendships and drama causing. And it sure seemed like it had ruined yours. You had stupidly chosen dare, and had payed the price. Bakugo grinned, watching you squirm as you tried to forget what had transpired.

“Kiss Deku, give him a lap dance and give him head.” Bakugo had stated, a shit eating grin on his face. Your face has turned so red, the only one whose face turned even redder was Izuku. He started to protest, saying it was a bad idea, but a dare was a dare. So you did.

You now sat back down in your spot, face flushed and not meeting Izuku’s eyes, him doing the same. But for different reasons. You because you weren’t sure what you thought of Izuku now, fuck, you were friends! Izuku was internally panicking, all thoughts going a mile a minute.

He had liked what you had done to him. How good it had felt. How nice the short and sweet kiss had been. And the thoughts in his head were a mix of wondering what you were thinking, and some of them lewd. It seemed right in a way, kissing you and you on your knees in front of him, taking him in your mouth. Gosh dammit, he had always thought about how it would feel to kiss you, have you sucking him off. But you were friends. Best friends even. His stupid little heart didn’t seem to understand that though.

Sero watched them, then spoke, “So..how’d it go?” You shot him a glare, while Izuku looked at the ceiling. “Must have felt real nice having a hot girl taking your dick in her mouth, ey Midoriya? And a lap dance. You sure scored today.” Mineta said, smirking. “Lucky you.”

Kaminari smacked him in the head, sitting next to Jiro.“Shut up Mineta. Keep your thoughts to yourself.”

Mineta yelped in pain, glaring at him. “Hey!” He said, rubbing the back of his head. “I was just stating the obvious! I would be happy if a hot girl gave me head.”

Uraraka threw a pillow at him. “Leave her alone Mineta.” She said, looking pissed.

Hagakure hummed, “But actually, did it go went well enough?” Mina nodded, looking way too excited for this. “Yeah! You gotta at least say Y/N-chan was good or something! And if..” she gave Midoriya a pointed look. “If you have any untold feelings, if you will for her.”

Izuku stammered, “I-I-“ he said, not getting a word out.

“Guys, leave them be.” Todoroki spoke, “And it’s getting late.”

“But was it good at least..?” Mineta asked. Izuku turned redder, trying to answer and say something that wouldn’t make him feel more aroused and nervous then he already was. “I-“

“Well it’d be weird if it didn’t.” Sero interrupted. “I’m sure L/N has some skills.”

You threw a pillow at him, “Oh shut up tape elbows.” You hiss, looking flustered.

“I’m gonna go to my room.” You announced, getting up. “See you idiots later.” You say, not sparing a second glance.

Izuku watched you leave, trying not to look at your ass and still feeling conflicted about what he felt.

…

You looked at the bottle on your hand, taking another sip and feeling the burn in your throat. While you normally didn’t drink this shit, you figured today was an exception. You didn’t even like it. Sugar Crash played on your phone, as you sat on the floor, scrolling through your pictures of you and Izuku.

You looked at the bottle more closely, not even remembering how you had this is your possession. You think Sero gave it to you once, to try and you never did till now.

Some of it dribbled off your lips, and you didn’t even bother wiping it off. Normally you weren’t this pathetic, but your thoughts were so confusing you didn’t know what else to do.

You were pathetic. Things were already starting to appear hazy. Your thoughts slow and stupid. Thoughts like how nice it felt to kiss Izuku, how gentle he had been. How bigger his dick was than you expected. You literally slapped yourself. “My God Y/N how fucking stupid can you be.” You said angrily to yourself.

Suddenly you heard a knock at the door, momentarily stopping your self hate. Considering you were drunk, opening the door and making poor decisions wasn’t probably the best idea, but who gave a fuck? You got up, bottle still in hand. You stumbled a bit, but made your way to the door, opening it.

“Whatcha want.” You say, looking at the newcomer as you take another swish of the alcohol. It was Izuku. His eyes widened, seeing your state. You, his best friend and crush, eyes watery and hazy, licking your lips, alcohol bottle in your hand as you leaned backwards a bit. You hiccuped, not seeing how concerned he was.

“I-uh, Y/N, why are you drunk?” He asked nervously, biting his lip. You shrugged, “Why not? Want some?” Izuku eyed the bottle in your hand, licking his lips nervously. “I uhhh..”

“Come on. Don’t be a wimp.” You say, sticking out your tongue. He pauses, then gulps. “Uh..f-fine.” You nod, giving him the bottle as he follows you inside your room. He eyes it carefully, then takes a sip, choking a bit. “That..tastes awful.” He manages to choke out.

You giggle, “Yeah..but whatever.” You take it from him, taking another sip. He smacks his lips tasting the smallest taste of your lips from the bottle, then asks. “Are you..okay?” Trying not to think about the indirect kiss.

“Me? I’m just dandy!” You say, weakly smiling, sitting on your bed, legs dangling. “Just take another sip of the alcohol man.” You add, licking your lips, handing it to him. He looks at it again, then takes another sip, then another. “Atta boy!” You say, watching him.

He stands in front of you, looking at you intently. You pause, a stupid idea forming. “Wanna make out?” You ask, looking at him, the alcohol working its magic.

He goes red, “H-hah?!” You pause, “I’m joking-“ you’re cut off by his lips smashing into yours, as he pushes you onto your bed, the kiss sloppy, and he moaned of pleasure as your lips met in a bruising kiss. It only took you a moment to recover, then you were kissing him back just as fiercely, his hands going down to your hips as he kissed you with a hunger that shocked even himself. He tastes the alcohol on your breath, as you wrapped your legs around him, one of your hands in his hair, clutching it as you deepen the kiss. “Mm shit Y/N..” he groans, running his tongue against your bottom lip, asking for entry.

You quickly comply, parting your lips slightly, and without hesitation he slides his tongue in, running it all over your mouth. Your tongues meet, tangling together as he moans into your mouth, and you can start to feel something hard poking your thigh. You ignore it however, moaning as you and him continue passionately making out.

You finally pull away, a thick string of saliva connecting your tongues. “Hah..” Izuku says, face flushed and eyes hazy, the bit of alcohol he took having its effect. He looked at you, hair all messy, makeup smeared, and thought you were the beautifulest girl he had ever laid eyes on. “Fuck..Y/N.. you’re beautiful.”

You blink in surprise, “S-say what?” You manage to choke out, face turning red. He continues, “Yeah..you know, you’re really good at giving head..can’t believe those weak assed boyfriend’s of yours didn’t stick around. Obviously, there’s more to a relationship than just that, but I think I would be a better boyfriend.”

You cough, “Izuku, you’re drunk. You don’t know what you’re saying.” You pause, all reason leaving your mind. “Huh..you know, I wouldn’t be completely against that.. can’t believe you haven’t had a girlfriend yet. Like you’ve only had causal relationships so far.”

He scoffs, “Yeah.. I’ve wondered how it’d be like to date you. I know I could treat you better. I’m glad Bakugo dared you to do all that. Best feeling I’ve ever felt.”

You pause, licking your lips. “Your dick was bigger than I thought it was.” You say shamelessly. He smirks, “Yeah? I’m not just a nerd you know. I have surprises. Bet I could have you screaming.”

You hum, “Maybe. But not now.” He scoffs, he wanted to feel you around him, taking him completely. “Fine..”

“Wanna continue to make out?” He asks, and you nod. “Sure.” He pounces on you, kissing you sloppily, immediately sliding his tongue in. He whines in your mouth, and you both make lewd noises.

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You wake up on your bed, feeling awful. “Fuck..” you say, then feel it. You rush to the bathroom, vomiting to your hearts content. Your vomiting wakes up Izuku, his hair even more messier than it already is. He blinks slowly, then remembers what he did. You and him made out. The thought excites him, surely that makes you something more now. Then he hears you vomiting. That itself makes him sick too.

You exit the bathroom, hair messy and eyes watery. “Wait, what are you doing in my room? Did we have a sleepover or sum shit?”

He blinks, “What..?” You look at him confused, all memory’s after the alcohol gone and fuzzy. He pauses, his heart sinking and feeling hurt. You don’t remember.

“Oh..I went to check up on you then we ended up falling asleep.” He lies, looking at you, his smile fake. You blink, that makes sense. You’re friends. “Oh, thanks man.” He nods, swallowing as his heart breaks. “Yeah..”

“No problem. What are friends for?”

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chat I tried 😔

I don’t like the ending, it was kinda rushed

guys Izuku here with the clueless rizz-

And that sounds like a confession *wiggles eyebrows*

But ship who you will

Love? Too late. *ೃ༄

Middle school! Katsuki. B x gn reader

Slight middle school! Izuku x reader

summary: Bakugo K. Is a major dick to you and bullies you relentlessly and you can’t take it anymore.

warning: swearing, sucide, not so nice words coming out of Bakugo’s mouth, angst

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The idea of Bakugo finding love was insane. Especially with you. He hated you. He hated the way you talked, the way you walked, everything about you. You were just..so gosh darn hateable. But, you didn’t know why. What had you done to the hot headed blond? Talk to Izuku Midoriya and defend him?

Surely that wasn’t the reason. But whatever the reason, you become one of his targets. Relentless bullying, even worse than Midoriya.

“You should just kill yourself. Maybe take a dive off the roof. Something simple.” Bakugo said, but not truly meaning it.

“Stupid.”

“Pathetic.”

“Worthless extra.”

“Dick rider.”

“Piece of shit.”

Every single day was hell. Thank God for Midoriya. The sweet boy tried his hardest to tell you to ignore Bakugo’s words. But..everyone has a breaking point. And yours came after Bakugo told Midoriya to take a swan dive off of the roof.

Thoughts came. Maybe Midoriya would be better off without you. Maybe he wouldn’t be bullied. It was a foolish hope, but you were so hurt that you believed it.

So there you stood, looking down at how high you were. “Things will be better, right?” You murmured, eyes dull. You had told Midoriya he was gonna be the greatest hero there ever was. That he has to keep going.

His innocent eyes simply thought you were encouraging him, not saying goodbye. You chuckled weakly. “Hm..Midoriya better be great. I hope he can recover from seeing his best friend go splat.”

You leaned slightly forward, looking at the horizon. You paused, was this worth it? Making sure Izuku didn’t get bullied? yes.. you thought. It had to be. He deserved better. But..you wanted to see him grow. You blinked, starting to see reason. This was stupid. Why give in to what Bakugo wants? You started to get off the edge, when you hear a loud slam, and you teeter backward. You desperately tried to regain your balance, and last thing you see is your best friend’s hand desperately reaching for you, tears running down his face.

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Bakugo sees the bloodied mess of what used to be them. He had been walking with his friends when he saw something fall and hears the sickening sound of a scream cut short. They were all bloodied, their limbs twisted into angles they should not have been. Deku was in tears, crying over their dead body. He wouldn’t be surprised if the nerd had loved you.

He feels numb, like it isn’t true. His friends were long gone, having given up on getting him to move. Your face, your wonderful face was brutally covered in blood. And it was all his fault. It had to be. After all that bullying, it had to have been his fault.

And now, seeing like this, he realized why he hated you so much. You gave him a feeling. You had stood up to him that day. And he didn’t like that feeling. At least, that’s what he told himself. It was too late anyways. You died hating him, and it was all his fault.

Extra

You hovered over Izuku, watching him cry over your casket. You sighed, to the best of your ability putting your hand on his shoulder. You glanced behind you, even Bakugo was here at your funeral. That was weird. Did this mean that bastard actually didn’t hate you? Whatever. You were stuck here. Might as well make sure Izuku rose in rank, and be the best hero ever.

And you would haunt the living shit out of Katsuki Bakugo. Make him regret everything. But of course, not enough to make him want to kill himself either. You grinned, following Izuku back to his seat. Being a ghost had benefits.

Izuku would be your revenge. He was gonna be the greatest hero ever, and you would make sure of that.

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This is my first time writing angst, hopefully it was okay.