Request status: {closed}---Different pairings between Deku and Male!classmates!The reason why this is gay centric is because I haven't seen him paired with every guy yet (but I have read a lot of fanfics involving ALL the girls). (And I'm salty because Wattpad deleted my last book :) ) ---All pairings are welcome!----…
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----•Heavily mentioned drug usage•Dumbass teenager shenigans•Juvie!AU----All it took was a slip-up, in Katsuki's part. He was stupid, so fucking stupid- because the unsteady bricks beneath his so-called throne was already starting to fall apart but he pushed it, and suddenly the cuffs were right around his wrists, and a eight month sentence to a correctional facility under his belt as he seems to spiral further and further away from light.The blond newcomer was obviously on edge, a little bit on the snappy side- but Izuku had decided that everybody needs a friend.----In which Katsuki fucks up, and Izuku is there to pick up the pieces.…
"Deku," He murmured, thumbing over the pale skin covered in a sprinkle of light faded freckles, his breath becoming visible and ghosting against the other's cheek from the freezing cold. Red irises caught toxic green ones, his heart clenching- making it harder to breathe. God, he can't breathe-"What are we, Deku?" The close proximity had his chapped lips brush against the plush, light pink ones in a form of a chaste kiss. The question made the other teen's head hang low, green curls shadowing over his eyes as he let out a shaky breath, his arms trembling slightly as he hugged himself in a sense of lonely comfort."I don't.. I don't know, Kacchan," he whispered back, careful around his words- but they were loud enough to shatter the glass barrier containing the truth. "I don't know."…
An AU where quirks don't exist.Model!IzukuModel!KatsukiAlso is a story where Izuku is a smug bastard that Katsuki can't get out of his sorry head. (THERE WILL BE SMUT AT THE END.)-----Katsuki grumpily made his way out of the fitting room, his usual fiery aura keeping his co-workers at bay as he trudged to the set, a place where they will be photographing him and his unknown partner for a magazine-cover project.He saw the usual green screen, the annoying flashy lights, and the signature camera sitting in front.Dread filled his senses. He just wanted to get to this shit, since he was passionate about his job.As he fast walked towards the man behind the camera (who was adjusting various lenses on it), he dodged the people in his way, side stepping them in a professional manner- until he bumped into someone who was a few inches smaller than him. About to yell at the person for being such a clumsy ass, his words suddenly got caught in his throat as he stared the shorter male down, subconsciously taking in his green curls and the dotted freckles on his face. The person looked up at him, rare green eyes glinting with wistfulness.He couldn't speak. He tried moving his lips, the sound coming out was between a growl and a cough. Fuck. Why couldn't he speak?"Ah. You must be Bakugou Katsuki. It's nice to meet you."…
----Aizawa considered himself as someone to lacked emotion. Someone who didn't react much; like a black hole, devoid of any feeling. Granted, he felt some fear, like during horror movies that Hizashi, Midnight, and other colleagues subjected him to during movie night, but he was swift to hide it.But now, as "problem child" (as he called him) demonstrated his quirk; Aizawa gets reminded on how infinite possibilities are with powers; and how terrifying they could actually be.…