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If accepted for MHA : Ibara Shiozaki X Plantmancer Quirk! Male reader. Reader’s parents were killed when he was 4, he was taken in and raised by Midnight. Reader’s quirk is Plantmancer, he can control flowers, plants and nature

hii, i’m not sure if you were wanting a oneshot or a smau, but unfortunately i’m not familiar enough with ibara as a character to feel comfortable in my ability to write for her.

i appreciate the request, thank you for being my first one 🫶🏼. i’m terribly sorry if i disappointed you by not being able to fulfill it 😔.

p.s to anyone else that sees this, as of thirty minutes ago, requests are closed so that i can focus on my current tomura series

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𖤓 part x. | series m.list | prev | part xi.

“are these kids fucking dumb?” tomura leans back and whispers through the metal whistle resting against his lips, “like just get the ball in the net, how hard is that?”

you two sat at the ledge of the dock ankle deep in the lake, lightly kicking the water up a few feet ahead of you. while tomura was hunched forward, with his eyes locked on the game, you were leaning back on the balls of your hands and taking in the sunshine through dark sunglasses. only half of your attention was on the campers swimming back and forth the same 30 meters chasing after the highlighter-yellow ball.

“i don’t know shigs, water polo is-”

your hand flies up to your ear as you’re cut off by the piercing high pitch whistle from between his lips.

“hey!” tomura calls, “elbows to yourself or i’ll eject your ass, sis! don’t think i won’t.”

the competitiveness runs in the family.

“keep everything under the water, guys,” you remind in a gentler tone, “if we can’t see it, it’s legal…ish.”

you blow your own whistle to resume the game before turning and landing a punch on tomura’s shoulder.

“a warning next time, dumbass, you almost blew out my eardrum,” you groan, plugging a knuckle in your ear.

“well someone has to pay attention and ref don’t they? can’t even coach my team either because we’re down two idiots to help run this shit show.”

“the counselors were never this strict with us when we were kids, shigs," you return the attitude, "speaking of the idiots though, where did those two run off to? you saw hawks this morning?"

“clearly you've never had to have kaina as your counselor," he scoffs, "but, you seriously asking me where hawks is on a lake day?” he turns his head back at you and cocks an eyebrow, “as for your boy toy, i have no clue.”

“not my boy toy. don't call him that.” you reach over off the dock and grab a handful of water before throwing it at the back of tomura’s head. “i’m only asking because he wasn’t in the cabin when i woke up.”

"don't overthink it. probably just off plotting to piss his dad off or something." he shakes the water from the hair clinging to the back of his neck, "you know him."

you knew touya was never the one to pass up on a day in the lake. when you were kids, he’d always start the summer off by highlighting the lake days on the calendar. always the first one to jump in. always begging you to sneak out past curfew for a dip- even if it just meant you sitting on the dock with your knees up to your chin watching him go in circles.

there was a specific rush that touya was always chasing- the feeling of being swallowed whole by freezing waters when the surface tension is broken against dry skin. there was nothing as euphoric as the chatter of the world muffled to nothing as water rushed in his ears. 

when did he grow out of this?

despite the beautiful day and itinerary of outside activities, there’s a twinge of anxiety bubbling in your chest that you couldn't shake.

“i think i should go look for him,” you suddenly say, pulling your feet out of the water.

“of course you do,” tomura mutters, “sure, leave me alone to watch over these kids who are all actively trying to drown one another.”

as you open your mouth to return a snarky response, you’re met with screams and cheers from the lake.

both of your eyes snap towards the water to find a commotion hidden behind large splashes of white water coming in from all directions.

“you broke my bracelet, you stupid rabid dog!” ochako shrieks, grabbing a fistfull of katsuki’s hair and pulling his head back under the water.

“you’re not even supposed to be wearing that shit in the game,” katsuki coughs once he resurfaces, grabbing her by the straps of her swimsuit and pushing her under.

“aht! aht!” you stand up, rapidly blowing your whistle, ”take it on land, ladies, no one’s drowning on my watch!”

you and tomura exchange side glances as you two watch the group of kids migrate towards the ledge of the lake where they circle around the two wrestling in the patchy grass.

“i didn’t expect them to listen to me so easily,” you mutter under your breath, “you’re welcome, though. no more kids trying to drown each other while i’m gone.”

“yeah, thanks. now they’re just trying to kill each other,” tomura deadpans, “how long do i let them go at it?”

“uhhhh…until blood is drawn?” you shrug, “they’re old enough to know when to call it quits, right? just let them kill their energy.”

“like a bunch of fucking animals,” he sighs, “if you three aren’t back by sundown and leave me alone to entertain them for the bonfire, i’ll be pissed.” he calls out as you make your way up the steps.

“if we’re not back by sundown, i expect you to grab a gun and go after the bear that got our asses.”

tomura rolls his eyes and sends you off with his middle finger up before turning his attention back to the campers.

a/n: i had sm fun with togachako and bakudeku with this one hehe AND shigs and y/n time <3 sorry no touya in this but our boy is schemingggg...kinda maybe sorta

next part won't take as long to get out :-) lil break was much needed i feel a lot more excitement for this series yay

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Bllk boys reaction when you give them a bracelet bur its actually a bra strap (i wanna give ideas hehe but you don't really need to write it btw , and love your writings keep it up 💗💗💗!!)

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SHIDOU 

You’re sitting beside him watching tv together. You grab his hand that was resting on your thigh, dropping a pink strap on his palm. He eyes you, quirking an eyebrow in confusion. “What’s this?” he asks, bringing the strap closer to his face.

You wait for it to hit him, 

“Wait-” there it is. “Is this your bra strap? What the hell baby” he laughs, not that it was funny but anything’s amusing to him. 

“Wear it, on your wrist” you said, grinning. He laughs under his breath before tying it around his wrist. 

“Just wondering…” he trails off, eyes wandering. “If you took the strap off your bra.. Are you still wearing one right now or…” 

“Shut the hell up, ryu” 

REO 

Immediately clocked what it was. Teases you a little—“Did you really just gift me your bra strap?” But melts inside and wears it anyway. Might get it turned into an actual bracelet to make it more permanent. It might not be designer but he wears it like it is (technically it is because he buys all your undergarments and they’re all designer) 

And shows it off to everyone cause why not. It’s his prized possession, similar to his gf

RIN 

His face would instantly heat up. He would get mad at you for giving him such a.. Odd surprise but he doesn’t decline.

“W-what the hell, yn” 

“You’re being so cute, rinnie” He takes the strap and shoves it into his pocket. Too embarrassed to even say anything about it. The next day you’d see him wearing it. And if anyone asked him about him, he’d just scowl at them until they apologize and leave.

SAE

He looks down at the red strap you wrapped around his wrist and then looks up at you, face unamused while you’re giggling like a child. “Are you serious” he sighs. You catch the corners of his lips upturn slightly, before he sighs again. 

“You’re so dumb” he mutters but throughout the day you catch him playing with it or very intently staring at his wrist 

ISAGI 

Takes it thinking it’s just a cool strap... until you tell him what it actually is. Then chokes on air. “W-Wait, are you serious?” He goes bright red and laughs nervously. 

“Baby, i..”

“Shh, just wear it, you big baby” eventually ends up wearing it but you can see that he’s very flustered. 

Eventually gets so used to it that he feels weird when it’s not wrapped around his wrist. Clutches it before games for “good luck.”

CHIGIRI 

He quirks a brow at you, taking the band from your hand. “Bold but okay, i don’t mind” 

He says before letting you wrap it around his wrist. He would eventually take it off his wrist and put it around his ankle instead. And if anyone asks him what it is, he just looks at them with a lazy smirk, saying “wouldn’t you like to know” before going back to doing whatever he was doing. 

KAISER 

He absolutely loses his shit. He pulls you in by your waist, smirking at you. He shoves his wrist in your face and asks you to put it on him. He can’t stop smirking like an idiot. Saying that you’re sooo obsessed with him. 

“Just admit you’re head over heels for me, baby” 

“Maybe i am, then what?” he laughs and pulls you in for a kiss. He hasn’t taken it off ever since you put it on his wrist. When he takes it off to shower, he comes up to you and asks you to put it on, saying it won’t be the same if he puts it on himself. He makes every excuse to show it off, saying it’s “limited edition. Only one in the world. Custom made for him” he treats it like it’s designer but in reality it’s such a part of his sweet girlfriend. 

NAGI 

You disturb him when he’s gaming to show what you got him. He takes off his headphones and stares down at it, tying it around his wrist. “Cool bracelet, thanks babe” 

You giggle, “it’s a bra strap, sei” 

He pauses for a second like he’s still processing it before hitting you with “that’s sick” before going back to gaming. He leaves it on, playing around with it whenever he gets bored and there is nothing to do. 

KARASU 

He stares at it for a second before laughing, throwing his head back. He kisses your hands cause you’re too sweet for him. He teases you by saying stuff like “anymore lingerie you wanna accessorize me with?”

He keeps it on his wrist, sometimes even around his ankle as a lucky charm when he’s playing. 

When you ask him why he would wear it around his ankle, he’ll just shrug but in reality he would think of it as you’re the reason behind each of goals. 

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A/n: this was so different to write. i've never written a fic with this many characters, it was so new but i didn't hate it. maybe i'll write more things like this in the future

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nothing scarier than being a fan of a fic and then becoming mutuals with the author. like hi shakespeare. big fan of your fake dating au

new hire — bakugou katsuki

summary. when midoriya suggests bakugou make his way up the rankings, he takes you under his wing: someone with no hero experience other than their license exam and a dream.

Other than like. The good fics n shit (obv) ur tm is being the person kenzie's bf should be quaking in his boots over!!! Steal kenzie!!! Steal her!!!!

kisa i’m tryinggg i swear!! my gf already said it’s okay, i’m working on it promise!!

haha but thank uu for the good fic comment, my slow ass still has to catch up a couple other fics including yours but trust i will get to it and yap in the tags

Chapter 05.

♡ twenty three

♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating

♡ cw / tw : Drinking. Mentions of alcohol. Violence. Reader is hit on by someone.

Kaminari grinned as he pushed the door to the bar open. His hand tightly gripping that of his girlfriends he meets your gaze. “You and Bakugo go sit wherever you want. I’ll take this one-” He motions to the brunette standing next to him - who giggles at his antics, a soft pink flushing against her cheeks. “To get us some drinks.” Denki muses happily, nudging the girl closer to him with a quiet, “C’mon babe, let’s leave the lovebirds alone.”

Bakugo scoffs and rolls his eyes at one of his friend’s antics. It was irritating enough that Denki and the rest of his friends were all trying to play cupid with the both of you but the looks you were giving him during the whole car ride here wasn’t helping with their, “Shipping fuel.” Bakugo swore if he had to read more fanfiction of you both - courtesy of Mina - he might commit first degree murder.

And then there was Denki’s fucking questions during the trip to the bar.

“So [Name], what do you think about Bakugo?”

“Fake dating must be so hard. Why don’t you both - oh I dunno, start dating for real! Then you won’t struggle with keeping the act up!”

Shut up dunce face oh my god shut up.

And it really wasn’t helping that you were conveniently wearing the same perfume tonight - that you were wearing on the night of the gala. 

The one that made him feel like he was drowning in you. 

In your presence.

“Why are you just standing there?” Your voice broke Bakugo out of his train of thought, “You were the one that wanted to make our relationship seem more ‘realistic’ and decided it would be a good idea to accept Kaminari’s invitation to go on a double date.” You crossed your arms over your chest and Bakugo rolled his eyes at your sass.

“Yea, I did. And you know as well as I do, that this shit will help us in the fucking hero ranks. So maybe you should stop acting like such a fucking brat and let me take you out on this…” He caught himself before he could say the word.

A date.

“...day out.” 

Bakugo finished, a soft red creeping up his neck as he averted his eyes.

You snorted and shook your head. “Nice save.” You grinned, punching him lightly on the chest. “C’mon. Where do you wanna sit?” You pulled the door open for him. “Oh excuse my manners.” You bowed at him and hummed. “Ladies first.” 

Bakugo rolled his eyes and stepped inside, looking around at the bar as you followed at his heels. “Over there.” He pointed to a corner which looked secluded enough, he just prayed that nobody would disturb any of you. 

It was annoying enough dealing with crazy fans while he was on duty, but it was even more annoying when he had to deal with them in public. 

At least when he was working he could deflect the clingy fuckers under the guise that he was on the clock - which by any means wasn’t wrong. He was on the shift! People should know better than to bother a hero that was working.

But here?

It was fair game. He couldn’t push them away unless he wanted to drop in the ranks even further, and seeing that Bakugo was doing this whole fake dating shtick to keep himself from falling in the ranks in the first place - if he yelled at his fans he wouldn’t hear the end of it from his PR manager. 

“You’re thinking again.” Your voice sounded bored as the both of you sat down facing each other.

Bakugo met your eyes and his eyebrows furrowed. “What am I supposed to do? Stop thinking?” 

You rolled your eyes with a snort.

“Honestly? That sounds like a dream to be honest.” 

“Ha ha. Very funny.”

Silence stretched between the both of you. But it wasn’t unwelcomed. It was actually kind of nice.

“I’m going to the bathroom. Dunce face and his girl should be back soon. Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone.” Bakugo muttered, pushing himself out of his seat and walking to the otherside of the bar, disappearing in the mob of people.

Now, by yourself you decided to take in your surroundings and listen in onto a group of three girls sitting from a table across you.

“So Kenzie. It’s a Friday night, any plans for the weekend?” The first girl looked at the other with a grin.

“I dunno Ari… Sammie and her boyfriend were planning on taking me to see him soon so maybe that?” The second girl looked at the third who shrugged.

“When Keigo isn’t so busy I think that would be a good idea. Your man does get a little lonely by himself all day don’t you think?” The third girl - Sammie spoke up before turning her attention to Ari.

“So… what about you and your man?”

The first girl grew clearly embarrassed at this mention of her ‘man’, a bright red blush flushing up her neck as she stammered out excuses about how she was unable to meet her “number one hero” that week.

A smile tugged at your lips.

So she’s Deku’s mystery girl. Maybe I should talk to him about her some time.

“Hey there, pretty thing.”

A sleazy voice calls out from your side and you look up. The man standing over you must be at least fifteen - maybe twenty years older than you? He was clearly drunk too, sporting a bright red blush and an obvious stumble in his steps.

“Leave me alone.” You mumbled, looking away.

“Awe c'mon babe! Don’t be a buzzkill.” He slurred, tipping his head forehead as he reached for your hand.

You slapped it away and glared. “I said I’m not interested. Piss off. Do you not know who the fuck I am?” You shot back, sure using your quirk on civilians was definitely not allowed, surely you could have done something here. Maybe scare the freak off or something.

“Are we having a fucking problem here.” 

Bakugo’s voice came out strained as his ruby eyes glared at you and the man looming over you. He stared at the way the man tried grabbing your hand and how uncomfortable you looked.

“And who the fuck might you be?” The man stared at Bakugo, it was so obvious he was out of it. The whole bar had gone silent as the crackle and pop of Dynamight’s quirk in his palms echoed around the establishment.

“I’m their fucking boyfriend.” He hissed. People had begun to pull out their phones and record the whole ordeal. You yanked your hand out of his grip and practically scrambled to Bakugo’s side - seeking comfort against his warmth.

A familiar and warm hand was placed on your shoulder.

I’ve got you.

“Beat it bitch. Before I tear you a new fucking asshole.”

The man decided the hassle would be too much as he mumbled a half-assed apology under his breath and slinked away. The small crowd disperses, going back to doing what they were before the whole scuffle.

“Are you okay?” Bakugo whispered as you sighed.

“Yea… I got it under control though. You didn’t have to save me y'know?” You grumbled. Sure you were grateful for his help but he didn’t need to know that.

Bakugo snorted and shook his head. “Right. Under control.” 

“I did!” You protested, a grin on your face. Bakugo chuckled. "Just... sit down. Idiot." he sighed, shaking his head.

"So rude." You huffed, sitting back down. "When is Kaminari getting back?" You asked, looking around for the other blond. 

Bakugo turned his head and jutted his thumb out to a slightly buzzed Kaminari draped over his girlfriend's shoulder.

"Speak of the devil." 

Bakugo grinned.

You grinned back.

-

The city lights melded and meshed together in a whirl of colour. You stared longingly out of the sports car's window.

You had fun tonight. With Bakugo.

It was strange, that was for sure, you never thought that you would be enjoying the presence of the Katsuki Bakugo in your life like ever.

But you had fun tonight, sure most of it was to just make the headlines and show off to the press but at one point, the thought of your ranking had slipped from your mind and you began enjoying yourself. 

“Where to from here?” Bakugo’s voice was soft, and you snapped out of your train of thought, observing your surroundings. 

“Uhhh… next left and it should be the third one on the right.” You mumbled as Bakugo pulled the car to a slow stop at the red light.

He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel, clearly deep in thought.

“What are you thinking about?”

Your voice broke him out of his train of thought and Bakugo shrugged. “Stuff.” He mumbled. “Did you have a good time?”

You nodded, looking back out at the window. “Yea. Did you?”

“I did.”

Silence.

“I’m sorry. For what I said.” You mumbled as Bakugo stepped on the gas, his brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“The night of the gala. I said I hated you? That was a lie.” 

Bakugo’s grip on the steering wheel tightened.

“I don’t hate you. Hate is too much of a strong word. I’d say dislike is too strong of a word too. There are some things you do that piss me off but I wouldn’t say I hate you… y’know?” You shrugged.

Bakugo nodded, swallowing.

“I never hated you either.” He mumbled under his breath, pulling up to your driveway.

You paused, before turning your head to meet his gaze. “You didn’t?”

He shook his head. “Nah. You were annoying as fuck but I never hated you.”

A small smile creeped onto your face and Bakugo silently thanked his lucky stars that it was dark out, lest you see the blush that would creep onto his cheeks.

“Well then. Truce?” You stuck your hand out.

Bakugo rolled his eyes and sighed, reaching out for your hand. “Truce.” 

You grinned.

Bakugo grinned back.

-

“You do have a bit of an ego though. Might wanna get that checked out if you wanna be the number one.” You shrugged, sliding your key into your door.

Bakugo stared at you and frowned. “You’ve got an ego too bitch. Don’t fuckin’ play with me.”

“Bitch??”

“Do you wanna go? Right here?”

“I’ll fuckin’ body you even in this outfit.”

“You’re so on.”

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dabi was leaning lazily against the side of his pitch black car, when you hushed down the stairs of tomura's apartment building to meet him. in his right hand was his phone, that he was haphazardly tapping on and in his left was an untouched coffee cup. nestled between his lips was, of course, a lit cigarette. his eyes locked onto you making your way across the parking lot and he shot his sitter a last message before letting his phone slide into the pocket of his black jeans. by the time you reached him, he had taken another long drag of his cigarette, exhaling the smoke faced away from you. you wanted to tell him, that you didn't mind, but your rising nerves had you bite your tongue. 

his eyes flitted up and down your body before landing on your eyes. he noticed, that you were a bit shifty on your feet and given how he'd last seen you, the anxious state you were in now, didn't exactly surprise him. with a playful smile he took the cigarette from between his teeth and held the coffee cup out for you to take.

"thanks." you muttered, eyes darting immediately to the liquid sloshing around the ice cubes in the cup. your fingers clawed into the plastic, as if you were holding onto that coffee cup for dear life. you took a sip, surprised to find that it tasted exactly the way you usually ordered it. 

when you looked up at dabi with your eyebrows knit in confusion, he just offered you a lazy grin. "not good?" his eyes studied your expression.

you shook your head, taking tiny sips of the drink. "no, no, it's really good." he grinned, watching the wheels turn in your head. even if only for a couple of seconds, he had given you something else to focus your attention on, than whatever terrified you so much about this evening. 

dabi took one last drag of his cigarette before crushing it against the side of a trash can and throwing it out. he nodded his head toward the car. "ready?" you sighed, feeling the exact opposite of ready. but you knew, you had no other choice. "as i'll ever be." you walked around to the passenger side of the car and let yourself drop into the seat. he followed suit and sat in the driver's seat a moment later. without another word spoken between the two of you, you punched your mother's address into his car's navigation system as he backed out of the parking lot.

the first ten minutes of the drive, neither of you spoke a word. you were still nibbling at the coffee and dabi's eyes were focused on the road, though you missed the few times, he glanced over to the passenger seat.

"you ever gonna tell me what's got you so freaked out about this?" his eyes were on you for a bit longer now. though he kept the car pretty steady. your eyes slowly peeled away from him, finding comfort in staring at the slowly emptying plastic cup. he deserved an answer, you knew that. he had agreed to drive up to a stranger's mother's house to have dinner and asked basically no questions about it all. so, yeah, it was safe to say, that he deserved at least some kind of answer.

"my mom and i don't exactly have the most normal of relationships." your eyes were still glued to the last couple of sips of coffee, that you had left. too embarrassed to look at dabi. he wasn't saying a word, waiting for you to continue. not that, a strained relationship with your mother wasn't enough reason. after all, he would know. but something told him, that this wasn't all. "and her boyfriend's a real piece of work."

he almost didn't hear it, with how quietly you were speaking, but the word 'boyfriend' made his ear perk up. you had only really mentioned your mother so far and now dabi wondered, what could a boyfriend possibly have done to have you that terrified of going there. it wasn't his place to continue prying, though. and he could tell from the way your cowering shoulders shifted away from him just slightly, that you were done talking about it, too.

you hadn't even noticed, that he had stopped driving two minutes ago. dabi had parked neatly in the driveway of your mother's house. it was smaller than he had expected, knowing tomura's father, then again, maybe that was just the remnants of the gilded cage he'd grown up in, seeping through to his thoughts. he shook off the cold memories, focusing his attention back on you. if it were in any other situation, he would find it terribly endearing, that you couldn't stop fiddling with the hem of your oversized sweater. or how your eyes were always glued to your feet, the very second a situation became uncomfortable to you. dabi slid his phone into the pocket of his jacket before pulling himself up from his seat and opening the car door. you didn't move a muscle. even as dabi made his way across the car to your side, you were still sitting pin straight; too busy staring at your shoes to notice, that he had opened the door for you.

"ready to go, doll?"

that however made your ears perk up. your face looked entirely devoid of anxiety. rather than the terror in your eyes, that you had tried your hardest to mask for the past forty-five minutes, your face now sported a raised brow and a pursed lip. the exact look of annoyance, that dabi had grown so accustomed to seeing from you. you huffed, not gracing him with any further response and stepped past him. with a low hum and the faintest grin on his face, dabi followed you. neither of you were sure, what exactly you were about to walk into. 

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