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hey! can you please write a dad!tom where reader takes the kids to visit him on set??

please i can picture this so vividly he'd be so happy :(

“did you see that, mommy?” your son asks, voice disbeliving and eyes wide, “that man was in a real plane!!” you smile down at the messy head of curls, looking in the direction he’s pointing.

“it’s cool isn’t it, baby,” you say, looking to your other side where you daughter is clinging to two of your fingers.

“where’s daddy?” she asks, staring at her sneakers as they light up with each step she takes.

“he’s on stage 26, can you see the number 26 around anywhere?” you ask the kids, giving both their hands a little squeeze when they both shoot up to look for the number. your daughter is a bit too young to really understand the concept of numbers, but you know she’ll be excited all the same. she’s like a shadow to her older brother.

“there, mommy! i see it!” he calls excitedly, tugging on your hand and beaming as he points at the large numbers painted on the wall. 

“i don’t see it,” your little girl pouts, her lip wobbling as she frantically looks around, “i don’t see daddy,”

“here, babygirl,” you lift her up, her little body fitting right against the curve of your waist, “we can’t see daddy just yet, but that’s where he is,” you explain, turning to face her to watch her lips turn into a smile. she has tom’s smile.

“can we go, mommy?” you feel your son tug on the hem of your shirt, and when you look down at him he is the striking image of his father.

“yeah,” you nod, offering him your hand, “let’s go.”

“right, so you’ll jump here for the shot, and after we’ll harness you up and get the shot of you ‘falling,’ sound good?” tom nods at his director, his arms folded in concentration.

you try to keep your son close to you, but he wriggles his hand out of yours and sprints forward the second he sees his dad. you try calling after him, but he’s on a mission, and soon enough, your daughter slides her way out of your arms and follows after her brother.

“daddy!” a little voice calls out, and tom’s arms unfold as he turns toward the source of the sound, the sight of his children running towards him one sweet enough to make his teeth ache.

“hey!” he grins. he beams. you watch as he crouches down and opens his arms, nearly falling over with the force in which the two little ones run into him. you can’t help but smile too, watching the three of them giggle. “what are you guys doing here, huh?” he asks once he finally pulls away, “where’s mum?”

“we wanted to come visit you!” and “mommy’s over there!” comes as a jumbled response from both kids at the same time as you walk towards them, catching tom’s smile up at you.

“hello, darling,” he says, still kneeling on the ground with his son and daughter holding him tight.

you lean down and offer him a kiss, earring a corus of ‘ewww’s’ from the two, and a few chuckles from some of the crew members. “hi, hope now’s an okay time,” you squeeze tom’s shoulder, and he rests his hand over yours.

“always, always got time for my three favourite people,” he turns back to the kids, winking.

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untitled - kim taehyung

contains m!reader (he/him used like once + masc terms), angst, cheating, idol!au (solo idol!reader + idol!tae), ambiguous/open ending, lapslock, brief mention of homophobia

summary when taehyung cheats on you, you're left with no choice but to forget about him.

notes(s) let me just pretend i didnt spend like two hours trying to choose a gif 🙂

words 1.7K

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you’d been in your hotel room when you found out.

you were exhausted and fresh out of the shower, and tiredly fell back onto your hotel bed. of course, you had to check your phone and send a text to taehyung, even if he may be busy.

first, though, you tapped on twitter to just see what’s going on; you expected to see mostly tags related to the concert you just finished up trending - they were in there but tags relating to taehyung were trending even more. curiosity piqued, you scrolled and saw a lot of negative tags which made you begin to worry.

a bit reluctantly - worried about what you were going to see - you tapped on one of the trending tags and had to scroll through to see what was happening. once you made it through the variants of people saying they couldn’t believe taehyung and several, concerning death threats, you saw it.

a picture of taehyung leaving a hotel with a woman on his arm. they both looked red-cheeked and disheveled.

the less logical part of your mind tried to justify it; maybe it was a complete misunderstanding, maybe something completely unrelated to what was being insinuated happened and there’s a perfectly good explanation for this. of course, the silly theory is proven wrong by more images of taehyung and this mystery woman looking close, faces too close for comfort.

you don’t know how long you stare at the images, heart beating out of your chest, thoughts running rampant, and your face blank out of disbelief. somehow you wanted to vehemently deny it - taehyung couldn’t cheat, you love each other - but the evidence stared right back at you, disproving your illogical thoughts in an instant.

eventually, you put the phone down; you debated texting taehyung but the thought of speaking to him at that moment made your breath hitch, hands shaking as you pulled the comforter over you. what would he even say? would he try to deny it?

god, you don’t know but you were too tired to deal with that shit.

-

the next day, nothing seems better. everything about taehyung is still very much blowing up and that doesn’t make you feel any better, it actually makes you feel a lot worse since that means you have to keep seeing it as well. both yours and taehyung’s - bts’ - fandoms kept posting about it and tagging you in posts about it.

they’re probably expecting some form of a statement from you - and your manager would probably advise you to do so eventually - but you just wanted to pretend nothing existed outside of your hotel room for the rest of the day, until you’re supposed to leave tomorrow.

but before that, you needed to try to talk to taehyung. you knew you needed to, even if the thought of doing so had your stomach in knots; if he doesn’t deny anything it feels like that will make it really true, no room to deny it any longer. but if he does deny it, you’re sure that would make you more upset, because how could he lie when the transparent evidence is all over the internet?

your thumb hovered over the call button on taehyung’s contact. your hands were all clammy and jittery as you pressed call and brought the device to your ear.

it felt like it rang forever until it stopped. there was no answer. shakily sighing, you brought your phone back down to text taehyung instead. you had no idea what to say to him, you don’t think you even wanted to say anything to him.

though, a simple ‘we need to talk.’ sufficed before you shut off your phone.

thank god you didn’t have any more concerts for now, you were sure you wouldn’t be able to pretend to be perfectly fine with all this going on. you threw yourself back into bed and planned to do only that for the remainder of the day.

-

you finally speak to taehyung a few days later, when you’d already flown back to korea and had been holing up in your room.

your phone had been shut off since that day in the hotel and you only barely got the energy and courage to turn it back on after a few days. and then you finally saw all the texts and missed calls from taehyung.

you were surprised he hadn't resorted to banging on your front door with the number of ignored messages and calls.

this time you went to his contact more confidently, not hesitating over the call button. it only rang for a few seconds before he picked up. "y/n baby, i'm so sorry i didn't-"

you were clearly wrong in thinking that you could be calm. you thought the few days of isolating yourself gave you time to process and think but hearing taehyung's voice and his worthless apologies made anger boil in your gut. you were angry, pissed; how could he do that to you? how could he even begin to think a simple 'sorry' would do a damn thing besides irritate you?

"save it, just shut the fuck up, taehyung," you sneered, grip on your phone tightening. the other side of the line went quiet, and you can't remember a time when you were ever glad to not hear taehyung's voice. you huff and take a minute before saying something else. "what the fuck were you thinking?"

"did you not at least have the decency to at least try to be discreet? oh, you probably have zero decency to cheat on me in broad daylight with some bitch!"

"y/n i'm-"

"just tell me why. no excuses."

"i... i don't know i just," he sighs, "i went out and i was drunk... and lonely."

"if you were lonely maybe you should call your fucking boyfriend and not fuck some girl you met, you dick."

"i-i know i'm-"

"don't apologize. i don't want to hear it." you dragged your hand over your face, "fuck you, taehyung. don't speak to me again. ever." scowling, you hung up and went to block his number before turning your phone off yet again.

-

of course, things don't end there. as much as you wish they did. your manager did advise you to make some kind of statement. you reluctantly posted something on twitter after mulling over it for an entire day.

it was simple; just you acknowledging everything and asking people to stop tagging you in things about it for the most part. not only did you just not want to say too much about it, but you also didn't have to, you're not the one who did anything wrong.

then a few days after that, you had to return to your schedules. though you would have preferred to continue staying confined in your apartment for longer, they provide a good distraction from everything. you don't have to think about much else when you're focused on making a track, recording, or panting, out of breath on the floor of the practice room from practicing choreo.

you avoided your phone mostly, usually only using it when your manager wants to yell at you for being late. but occasionally you look to look at the shitshow that is twitter; things have only slightly died down, several still trending tags related to the situation that you (stupidly) tap on and scroll through; taehyung's reputation had been tarnished (for the most part, rightfully so) but unfortunately, the other members of bts were being dragged into it as well.

even though they did nothing wrong and namjoon had even sent you a kind text, assuring you that he or the others don't condone what taehyung did and that they'd all be there for you if you wanted them to be.

your reply was a plain 'thank you' but to be fair you had little energy those days. usually, seeing your name almost everywhere would do the opposite but when it's all just 'kim taehyung cheats on his boyfriend l/n y/n blah blah blah' among homophobes who say they knew taehyung couldn't be gay or that the relationship was already damned in the first place, that can't not be draining.

as an openly gay couple in korea of all places, both you and taehyung got your fair share of hate for it but this whole situation seemed to magnify it.

and if all that wasn't already bad, taehyung kept trying to get in contact with you. at first, he was trying to get into your apartment building but you had already told the security to not let him in but then he mailed gifts, notes and tried to get to you through your company.

you weren't having it at all, and frankly, you wanted to forget kim taehyung existed.

and eventually, you sort of did. filtering things out relating to him and avoiding any news-related things and such helped. so did focusing on yourself, your career, and your album. taehyung stopped trying to get you back, talk to you, or whatever he was pulling, it took a few months but he stopped.

you didn't even have time to think about him much, being too preoccupied with promotions after releasing an album; and thankfully, because of your album, when you see your name it's not in the same sentence as taehyung's. instead of 'taehyung cheats on y/n' it's more 'l/n y/n and his new album', etc.

things were great, for you at least. meanwhile, taehyung had been on a hiatus ever since everything happened; at first, bts entirely went on hiatus, but eventually returned minus one member, taehyung who was still receiving large amounts of hate. part of you managed to feel bad but you remembered he’s the only one to blame, if he hadn’t cheated on you, especially in broad daylight, all this could have been avoided.

the thought of him makes you groan, you were supposed to be forgetting him, and you had forgotten him enough but you can’t help but think of him at times; after all, he’s a man you loved, one you might’ve spent your life with even.

maybe the proper way to fully move on includes speaking to taehyung, maybe there’s some form of closure you’re missing.

maybe you could send a text.

@vendettaparker ❤️

Bound to You: Series Masterlist [T.H]

Summary: A life you never wanted with a man you loathe. Life in the royal court has always been sour, but when you’re forced into a loveless marriage with the person you despise the most, you realize what little control you truly have.

Pairing: Prince!Tom x Princess!Reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, major character death, forced marriage, depression, SMUT (easily skippable), typos, (more to be added)

Status: Ongoing

Chapters that include smut are marked by *

a/n: can’t wait to start this adventure with you! comments and reblog are greatly appreciated 💗

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Hi!! I was wondering if you could write an imagine where the reader is dating Vinnie and is super positive and nice to everyone, but people tend to take advantage of her so Vinnie and her friends get protective of her when people try to take advantage of her kindness. My friends are really protective of me and thought that would be so cute! Thank you so much!! 💕

a.n. hi!! i’m sorry this took me so long to get out. i had started this before i left for vacation but never had the chance to finish it. i hope you like what i came up with! i loved this concept, thank you for sending it in <3 this is something i relate to so much, so writing it and having someone like vinnie be so protective over the reader is just 🥺🥺 i want that, please universe. i’m begging

sweetheart || vinnie hacker x reader

it was a known fact that you were an extremely positive person, and nine times out of ten, the kindest person in the room.

vinnie and the rest of your friends absolutely adored you for it. you were the sunshine they needed when times were tough. aiding them with a shoulder to cry on when need be, and the best advice anyone could ever give. 

vinnie always swore you were an angel sent from heaven above.

while your friends never took your love and kindness for granted, there were a lot of others that did. people could clock your sweetness from a mile away, and in a place like l.a., they became greedy using you for it.

you didn't notice it as much, always wanting to see the best in people. but those closest to you, especially vinnie for that matter, would immediately detect when someone was taking advantage of your kindhearted ways and get super protective.

being in the influencer space, everyone and their mothers was searching for the next best clickbait to use on their upcoming posts. whether it was a person, scandal, or simply just a trendy product, nothing was off the table. you watched a lot of people lose their morals when given an ounce of fame.

with you and vinnie deemed the internet’s favorite couple, you had been receiving quite a bit of attention that other creators either envied, or saw as money signs. everyone knew a glimpse of you in their newest tiktok or vlog would gain them millions of views and a few extra bucks.

you didn’t like filming with those outside of your inner circle because of how shy and overwhelmed you got around new faces. but, being the people pleaser you were, you couldn’t say no when more and more creators coincidentally started asking you to collab.

you didn’t mind at first, it actually wasn’t as scary as you thought it would be and the people were nice enough.

you didn’t take notice to how much of a toll these collabs were taking on your mental health, thinking you were just tired due to the long filming hours you weren’t well acquainted with. but vinnie noticed. he saw how mentally drained you were each and every night coming home from filming with yet another “friend”. he clocked how little energy you had to do anything other than sleep. he had never seen you so unlike yourself, and he knew the exact reason behind it.

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the following morning, he heard you moving around the room earlier than ever before. the sun was barely up, where could you possibly have to go? he thought to himself.

“baby, what are you doing up so early? come back to bed.” he grumbled, making grabby hands towards you.

“i can’t vin. i have to go meet (influencer name). she has a bunch of stuff to do today so this was the only time she could film.”

ah of course, yet another person making you form to their schedule, not even bothering to ask how that worked for you. not that it mattered, you were to sweet to ever mutter the word “no” to anyone.

he could hear the grogginess in your voice, you were exhausted. not to mention the bags under your eyes that not even layers of concealer could hide. he hated what you were doing to yourself. no, he hated what your so called friends were making you do this to yourself, clearly taking advantage of your kindness, although you would never see it that way.

he made his way out of your shared bed, quickly throwing on a pair of pants and a hoodie that had been previously discarded on the floor the night before.

you watched him confused. “vin what are you doing? go back to sleep, it’s early and you look tired.”

he dismissed your request, grabbing his keys and wallet from the bedside table before heading towards the door. “i’m coming with you.”

“what? vin you don’t have to do that. it’ll be boring,” you paused before continuing, “i mean don’t get me wrong, i would love for you to come but you should stay here and sleep. i don’t want you to be tired for stream later.” you attempted to counter, but vinnie already had his mind made up and nothing you could say would change that.

“it’s fine, baby. if i go, i can help anywhere you need and then we can come home sooner and both get some rest.” plus he could stand up for you against whatever entitled youtuber you would be filming beside today, but he of course wouldn’t admit that part out loud.

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an hour later vinnie was sat quietly fuming while he watched you be bossed around by a girl he didn’t even bother to remember’s name.

“ugh, i forgot to grab the mic. can you go get it for me y/n? it’s in the other room.”

“i think the camera is too close. can you move it back for me?” “…a little closer than that.”

“wait this isn’t my good side, switch with me?”

the demands went on and on, you obliging to every last one of them.

vinnie was trying hard to hold back from screaming at this girl for taking advantage of you. he knew the cameras were rolling and the last thing he needed was for this girl to edit the footage, making vinnie look like the bad guy and ultimately getting more clickbait and money off the couple, just like she was desperate for.

so he remained quiet, hoping things would cool off once you began filming. however, that ended up being far from the truth.

every last question the girl asked you for the video was about your relationship with vinnie, some of which were very much intruding and personal. vinnie could tell you were growing more and more uncomfortable by the minute.

he knew how insecure you felt about people only ever caring about you for your relationship and connection to tiktok’s favorite boy, never bothering to ask about you or your own career.

he couldn’t watch this any longer.

abruptly standing up, which caught the attention of both you and the bitch girl sitting next to you, he grabbed your hand, pulling you up and out of the room to leave immediately.

“what the hell? where are you going?” the girl yelled.

vinnie switched the camera off before responding. “i’ve been sitting here all morning watching you boss around my girlfriend like you don’t have perfectly capable arms and legs to do shit for yourself if you just got off your lazy ass for once. and i’m sorry but i am not going to let that fly. y/n doesn’t owe you anything. in fact she did this as a favor to you considering you were the one begging for a collab. so i don’t know who you think you are treating her like she’s your fucking slave or something. and if you had any decency, you would realize everything you were asking her was clearly making her uncomfortable. you do know she is her own person right? there is so much more to her than our relationship. and if you can’t realize that, then you don’t get to use her for your own “clout” or whatever it is your after.”

the silence following vinnie’s rant was so loud, you could hear a pin drop.

the girl in front of you looked shocked, almost like she was on the verge of tears. clearly she was used to always getting her way and no one ever speaking to her in such a tone, no matter how many times she probably deserved it.

you stared at vinnie in awe. deep down you knew everything he said was true and you appreciated how he instantly came to your defense, saying everything you were too nice to even think, not caring who’s feelings he hurt as long as his girl was protected.

you could tell his mind was running a million miles per minute so you hastily dragged him out of there before he absolutely lost his shit on the girl, knowing it was soon coming.

once you made it out of the apartment and to vinnie’s car, you paused, pulling him to stand in front of you, seeing the anger still present on his face. 

you tilted your head up to face him, moving your hands to stroke his cheeks, feeling him visibly relax at your touch. “breathe, baby, i need you to breathe for me. everything’s okay. i’m okay, i promise. i just need you to relax.” you spoke softly, trying to further calm him.

he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. “i’m sorry i yelled, i know how much you hate that. it’s just, it made me so angry seeing the way she was treating you, baby. you don’t deserve that. is this how it always is when you film with these people?” he questioned, worried that this was something you had to go through on the daily and he was only just now doing something about it.

you only nodded in response, tears flooding from your eyes, embarrassed that you constantly let everyone walk all over you. ashamed that you could never speak up for yourself, and most likely never would have if vinnie didn’t do it for you.

“fuck. i’m so sorry, baby. you shouldn’t of had to go through all that. i saw how drained you were, i should have been there sooner, said something sooner.”

“it’s not your fault, vin. you have no reason to apologize. i should have spoken up for myself. i don’t know why i can’t do it, i had ever reason to say something, but every time i would get too scared. like i would hurt their feelings, but instead i just let them hurt mine. i’m embarrassed that you even had to see that. god, i’m such a wimp.”

“hey, hey, hey. don’t get down on yourself for that. it only means that your a better, kinder person than they could ever be, okay? you are by far the sweetest person i have ever met and that is one of the reasons i love you. don’t ever think of that as a fault. the fact that you can stay this sweet amongst all the evil of this city and this industry is an amazing thing. never forget that, darling.” vinnie reassured you.

he looked down at you with so much love in his eyes, you knew everything he was saying was honest. and you fell deeper in love with him for it.

“thank you, vin. i love you so much.”

“not as much as i love you, sweetheart.”

Don't worry it is I think I'll die happy it's the best innocent!reader fanfic I've seen so far and it's the best I hope you keep up the same energy💕💕

PAPARAZZI- P.B PARKER

Pairing: Dark! Perv! Peter x Innocent! Fem! Reader

Word Count: 9.3k

Summary: as the outgoing, spontaneous cheerleader of the school, you arent too familiar with quieter people, such as peter parker. he sure is familiar with you though. soon, the photos and obsessions give him the courage to talk to you, which leads into his darker desires coming true.

WARNING. THIS CONTAINS DARKER CONTENT, SUCH AS STALKING AND MANIUPLATION. READ WITH CAUTION. 

Warnings: SMUT, stalking, public masturbation, stealing of panties, masturbation with panties, booze and drugs mentioned, swearing, maniplation/ slight gaslighting, pet names, heavy praise kink, size kink, daddy kink, overstimulation, corruption/ innocent kink, teasing/ playing with reader through panties, panties used as gag, mocking, taking pictures of reader while asleep, mentions of diff sex postitions, spanking, plugs and collars, mirror sex etc

“i’m your biggest fan, i’ll follow you until you love me- papa-paparazzi baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that i’ll be… your papa-paparazzi” - paparazzi, lady gaga

One of the first words you had ever said to Peter Parker had been a lie. 

A white one, something small and one that you had believed. 

But not him.

 He knew it was a lie that had slipped from your lips, clear as day as he snapped the photo with his Nikon. I’m not very photogenic. 

Those were the words of warning you gave him as he asked for a photo of you for the yearbook, a shy smile blooming across your face as he insisted. 

No one is ever un-photogenic. It’s the photographer that can make it that way. he had reassured, flexing his bicep as he ran his fingers nervously through his hair.

 Those weren’t the words he wanted to say, but they’d have to do. What he really wanted to say, the truthful answer was probably not something your innocent, soft persona was ready to hear yet. 

You are the most captivating person I’ve ever seen, and I look at your beautiful body any chance I can get without seeming like a full-on weirdo, imagining what you look like under those clothes. So yes, you are photogenic. Very, very photogenic. 

That would have to wait until a much later date, when you knew him better. When you would understand how photogenic you were, because he’d make you understand.

 “Peter?” you asked shyly, drawing his attention back to the present moment, breaking him from his trance about how your legs would look slung across his shoulders as he pounded into you. 

You knew his name. God, wait until you were moaning it. 

“Yea, yea sorry, just got distracted.” he smiled, making you giggle as he brought the camera up to face, eyes staring you down through the viewfinder as he snapped the picture of you smiling by the football field. 

A cheerleader in her natural element. 

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hi, i never asked for a request in public fhft. If you keep requests open, can I ask for a katsuki x male reader? Idk your writing style so, if you decide you want to make this, write whatever you want :D ty and good luck!

Thank you for the request, hope you like it. I was bit scared to write this tbh. Don't know how it turned out. Just a remainder that English is not my first language.:)

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Fandom: My Hero Academia

Bakugou Katsuki x winged male reader

Genre:Fluff and smut ( marked by'+++++++')

Warning: Smut, Riding, Hot spring sex, Semi-public sex, got caught(poor izuku) , pet calling( teddy bear) , x top male reader, first smut writing so im sorry

Little information: Reader is going to be taller than Bakugou. He is 5'8 (172cm), it doesn't really matter how tall the reader is after 5'8 and it only mentions it a few times. I did put a two on two fight between the first combat training and the USJ attack. Quirk: User has large wing. White at the base and getting a darker shade of blue when going outside at the bigger feathers. It allows the user to fly and use it as a shield when needed. The feathers also can be disconnected from the body, as they are disconnected the user can feel and hear anything. Can make it disappear. (Basically Hawks except the giant sword thing).

Two ways to get into UA as a student.

The entrance exam and the recommendation exam.

Bakugou Katsuki went for the entrance exam and ended up with the highest score. Even Izuku Midoriya tried his shot and got a place in the classrooms. Unlike them (m/n) came through recommendations. Don't get me wrong, it was just as hard as the entrance exam. But not for everyone.

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While Shoto Todoroki and Inasa Yoarashi fought for the first place,they didn't even notice a tall boy with beautiful and shiny (h/c) hair and cold (e/c) eyes. Cocky look on his face as he looked back, hardly but can see the two male looking at each other as if they want to push each other out of the exams.

He knew. He knew he flew through the written exam and the interview and now seeing that no one is in front of him he can confirm that he can fly threw this too.

He was much faster than everyone else in the area. With the beautiful giant wings on his back he was waiting for someone else to finish the race. Much to his surprise Inasa was the first one, after him of course, to finish and right after came Shoto.

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Who knew that the student who placed first in the recommendation exam and the student who placed first on the entrance exam were friends.

Best friends to be exact.

The two of them had the same attitude and ego. They were next to each other in the crib, nursery, when they got their quirk, middle school and now UA high school. They knew each other for their whole life so it's no surprise that they know each other inside out.

(M/n) was the brain and Bakugou was the power. The duo that even a pro hero would struggle to beat.

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The green haired boy was praying. Of course he would pray before opening the giant door with a pink '1A' on it. He didn't want to deal with Kacchan, a nickname he gave him a long time ago, or (N/n) for three whole year again. Then there was the strict blue haired boy who called him out. No, that wasn't the biggest problem. The biggest problem was the duo he didn't want to face. It wouldn't be bad if they were alone and one of them is in another class, he just didn't want to deal with the two together.

A cough was all he heard behind him.

Slowly turning around seeing a tall figure with (h/c) on the top of his head. Standing there as he was waiting at the boy to open the door.

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Soon enough the whole class knew why Izuku was so afraid of the duo.

All might announced that they can team up with anyone. Of course without looking the two of them stood next to each other announcing that they are a team.

With some rock paper scissors All Might announced how they will go against each other.

The first match:

Bakugou Katsuki & (L/N)(M/N) Vs Kirishima Eijiro & Kaminari Denki

Katsuki and (M/n) didn't even talked through the strategy, just stood on one side of the arena waiting for the other teem to talk about a plan.

Of course a very angry hedgehog had enough very soon.

"COME ON. FIGHT US! I DARE YOU!"

After a moment the other two stood at the other side of the area, looking confident and ready to win.

The moment All Might gave the permission to start the fight Kaminari and Kirishima charged, but only got to the sandy blonde boy who charged at them at the same speed.

'Of course, the moment the opponent thinks that only one of them will charge.... '

The green hared boy knew exactly what the plan was. It was always like this. In every fight Bakugou charge first and then (L/N) will follow. But no matter what even he couldn't figure why and when he will follow the friend of his.

Blue feathers appeared on the tall boy back. The feathers flew to help the blonde who was fighting the two other. Soon enough the owner of the feathers ran toward the fight to help his team mate.

The rest of the class just watched the rhythm and chemistry they had. They were backing each other no matter what kind of situation they were in and after a short amount of time they won easily.

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Training Camp

Hot spring.

As the whole class left (M/N) started to get out of the water yet got stopped by the male next to him.

"Don't you. Dare."

His voice was quiet and threatening yet the taller male find it rather cute.

"Would you like a second part from yesterday? My dear."

With teasing voice he wanted to continue but yet again got stopped by the other male. He shamelessly pushed the male back and sat in his lap.

"I started it. You finish it."

"Of course. Katsuki "

He scanned the male on his lap and smirked. It's not his first time to see the male naked before him.

He placed his hands on the hip of the other male and slowly placed him on his, now standing, cock. Bakugous face turned red with a pleasured look on it. He is way used to it know to hurt him.

He knows he deserved this. He was the one who started it. He was the first one who touched the other male while the whole class was in the water. We was the one who wanted more after the one before the trip. He just couldn't keep his hands to himself and now he's going to pay the price for it.

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Izuku walked towards the hot spring. He noticed that two of his classmates still didn't return from there.

As he walked closer he started to hear things. First they ere only small noises but the closer he got the louder it got. He knew those noises.

Slowly opening the door just enough to see his eyes widened.

The (h/c) male was showing his back to him. On him lap the sandy blonde was going up and down and then up again. Moans coming out of his mouth, his head was leaning in the neck below him, but even then he can see how his eyes rolled up, blushing like a mess and barely muttering the (h/c) hared males. His head suddenly flew back, eyes widening, hip slamming down, huge moan leaving his mouth.

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After a few seconds he went back to the original pose with the head hiding in the hair of the other male. Suddenly looking up and seeing two giant green eyes he did the thing no one thought he was capable of. He started to giggle.

"Oh? Is something funny?"

Instantly regretting he wanted disagree, but of course (M/n) was a stubborn male and did not listen to him.

"Would you like an another round? Hmm, teddy bear?"

Izuku backing away as he started to hear noises again. He ran and never looked beck. It wasn't his business to see the things that two of his childhood friend did together.

Little did both know. (L/N)(M/N) knew that he was there, he knew he saw what he did to Bakugou, but he just didn't care. At the end of the day he couldn't give a shit if Deku would see it or not.