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MHAxMLP: BKDK's Pony Adventures 😋

(specifically for @kinjisroom )

If you:

you love Law?

you love bkdk?

you love the "get help" scene and wanted to see a bkdk version of it?

you love daily updates?

you love the found family tag?

you want to see some 17 year olds basically adopt a 7 year old Law?

while they are being hunted by the government ?

Law always seen to find blond unhinged men who seem to decide to adopt him at first sight no matter the universe

Please beware of the tags in my fic so you don't accidentally get triggered! Please be safe and know your limits!

Obs: there is no rape in this fic but there is a non- consensual kiss the tag is there because of that

I'm back

I was sick a few days ago and wasn't updating but today I did! New chapters out now:

ALL THE TUMBLR BAKUDEKU ARTISTS ARE PHENOMENAL AND YOU CANT PROVE ME WRONG since Ive been in this website there hasn't been a SINGLE artist who can't like draw them so beautifully done that it should be in a FUCKING museum congrats y'all I wish I could leave a thousand kudos in every one of your posts with amazing artwork

Guys, wait till you see what happened to me: a fucking earth quake

I swear my life was normal before this... Wouldn't trade it tho. Its kinda off addictive.

Bakudeku fic

Summary: Midoriya Izuku has vanished without a trace, missing for three long months. When Katsuki Bakugou, renowned pro hero, reluctantly takes on the cold case at the behest of Izuku's mother—his devoted, unseen fan—he embarks on a journey of unraveling mysteries and piecing together memories. As he delves deeper into Izuku's world, Bakugou unexpectedly finds himself captivated by a person he's never met, navigating a path where love intertwines with the shadows of a haunting disappearance.

Or the story where Katsuki Bakugou falls inexorably in love with someone he's never laid eyes on.

Interested? Go read my fic:

Fic Rec

Hey guys I know we are all mourning that MHA has ended but I just created a fic and I would like to share it with you all its on ao3 my username is atthelowest it’s called About you ? (don’t let go) and please if you like it please comment on it!!! Here is the link:

Much love as always!

Code: Glycerine

Since I put up a poll for the fic i'm gonna focus on, I thought I’d go ahead and share some excerpts from the two fics I haven’t shared anything from yet!

The one for code:fish will come soon! Here's my spin on bring your parents to school day ! (This will focus on darker themes/have graphic depictions of violence)

“Students! Don’t forget that this upcoming Tuesday is Bring-Your-Parents-to-School Day! Attendance is required for all parents unless otherwise excused by me—your principal! Thank you for joining me in upholding this exciting new tradition, one that I’m sure will become a cherished event for years to come. That concludes today’s announcements. And remember—PLUS ULTRA!”

The tinny buzz of the PA system died with a click, leaving the room eerily still. Katsuki clenched his jaw, resisting the urge to let out a very loud, very public groan. Of course, this was Nezu’s latest bright idea—one of his many elaborate ploys to salvage UA’s battered reputation.

“Bring-Your-Parents-to-School-Day.”

God. The words alone made him feel like throwing something. Ever since UA’s reputation took a nosedive, thanks to villains treating students like appetizers at an all-you-can-eat buffet, Nezu had been working overtime to make the school seem invincible again. Rebuilding UA’s prestige wasn’t just his mission—it was an obsession. 

And this latest stunt? 

A PR exercise wrapped up in a neat little bow of so-called "parent-child bonding.” How typical.

The official excuse was painfully wholesome: It’s a chance for parents to see firsthand the amazing young heroes their children are blossoming into!

Gross.

Parents. 

At UA. 

Watching him and his classmates. 

Katsuki could already hear the awkward murmurs, see the invasive camera flashes, feel the judgment of it all—and he hated it with every fiber of his being. More specifically, he hated the thought of her coming.

Mitsuki Bakugo.

He had stumbled across the announcement a week ago, pinned to some dumb school newsletter in the common area. His brain had barely managed to register the words before his vision tunneled, his ears ringing. By the time the red haze cleared, he’d bolted back to his room, slammed the door, and let the freak-out commence.

He cranked the volume on his speakers to near-apocalyptic levels, and drowned the world in thrashing guitars and drumbeats sharp enough to shred his spiraling thoughts. Normally, he liked his music calculated and refined—classical pieces that let him sort through his mess of a brain. 

But anything involving Mitsuki Bakugo required chaos.

The music—mostly heavy rock and screamo, the angriest stuff he could find—did what it could. It wasn’t perfect. It couldn’t be. Memories and dread crawled out of the deepest, ugliest corners of his mind, uninvited. Mitsuki, cutting him down with one snide comment after another. Mitsuki, yelling with her wine glass in hand. Mitsuki, dismissing every shred of effort he’d poured into himself as if it didn’t even matter. But most prevalent was memories of that night. 

It always circled back to Mitsuki.

And that was when Iida had materialized.

Like some sort of overzealous apparition, Iida barged into Katsuki’s rapidly imploding bubble, clearly summoned by the earth-rattling music reverberating through the walls. “Bakugo!” he had shouted, surly gesturing wildly like a poorly done marathon runner impersonation. His muffled voice barely cut through the sonic onslaught, and honestly, Katsuki hadn’t even tried to make sense of it. Not because he didn’t care—well, okay, mostly because he didn’t care—but also because his mind was far too busy spiraling into every worst-case scenario this whole parent day debacle might bring.

When Katsuki ignored him, Iida made the bold (and stupid) decision to enter the room. He didn’t just crack the door open to be annoying—no, the idiot strode in like this was some life-or-death safety drill and not Katsuki’s business. Katsuki whirled to face him, armed and ready to fling a biting remark. But then came the kicker, the absolute icing on the catastrophe cake:

“Bakugo… have you been.. crying?”

It hit like a sucker punch to the gut.

Katsuki froze, the flames of indignation choking him in his chest. Crying? Since when the hell did he cry? Never. And why the hell would he be crying now? Sure, his chest might’ve been tight and his breathing a little uneven, but that was just because—because of… well, anything else, okay?

The nerve. The audacity.

Katsuki reverted back to his middle school self.

“You think I cry? Are you fucking stupid? Were you dropped on your fucking head as a baby?” Katsuki barked, cutting through both the blaring music and Iida’s holier-than-thou concern. 

He shoved past the taller boy, fists clenched tightly at his sides. “Get the fuck out of my room before I blow your stupid ass glasses off your fucking face!”

And so, Iida had left, likely muttering something self-righteous under his breath about boundaries or proper coping mechanisms. 

Katsuki didn’t care. 

Not about him, not about his classmates, and sure as hell not about this stupid Bring-Your-Parents day.

The fact Natsuo was talking about taking his GIRLFRIEND to a shrine to do hatsumode and literally in the next chapter, Katsuki went WITH Izuku.

....

do i even need to say anything?? 😭

The fact that Katsuki went with Izuku and they prayed SIDE BY SIDE..

Katsuki telling Izuku he prayed for him to shut up is hilarious. 💀💀 (we all know he loves hearing his voice). 😭

AND DUDE..

KATSUKI GETTING GOOSEBUMPS AT THE THOUGHT OF GETTING ALONG WITH IZUKU??!?!

HELLO? 🫢🫢

This entire chap felt like it was straight outta a bkdk fanfic 😭 (bc it is one)

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「抜け出して悲しすぎる運命から」

“Escape from this sad fate”

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For an AU I’m working on

You hold me now…

I started and finished this at the very start of the year but forgot to post it here

hey guys, this is just the list of all the chapters in my Fic: To the Bone, We rise. if ur interested imma post the link at the bottom of the post.

Book 1: To the Bone, We Rise

The Boy in the Green Hoodie

A Ghost in the System

Tooth and Claw

Break the Boy, Build the Blade

Blood in the Gutter, Teeth in the Dark

Soft Things Die in the Light

The Names We Burn

The Child the System Forgot

When the Quiet Bite

A Fire Without Oxygen

What Remains in the Bones

The Cost of Being Chosen

You’re Not My Son (And Other Lies We Tell)

Ashes in the Mouth of God

No One Drowns Alone

And Still He Stays

The Breaking That Builds

To the Bone, We Rise

Epilogue – And the Light Finds Us Anyway (Green Eyes, Red Threads)

in the works :P

Because they tried to build something holy out of a boy made of scars. Because they wanted him powerful, obedient, and empty. Because gods are easier to control when you carve out everything human first.   Book I: To the Bone, We Rise – COMPLETE BUT NOT FULLY POSTED A boy abandoned. A ghost born in the dark. A system meant to forget him—and the family that refused to let him be forgotten.   Book II: What They Tried to Bury He rose. They lost. But secrets rot slow. And something is still alive in the vault where his name was never supposed to resurface.   Book III: The Red Door Book IV: The Boy Who Broke Design Book V: We Name the Ghosts Ourselves

link to series:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/4787785

Katsuki: What’s up guys? I’m back. Izuku: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die. Katsuki: Death is a social construct.

(This could also be done in reverse lmao)

Expect frequent posts!!

I am here with more info!!

Ochaco Uraraka:

Member of team emerald

Codename: uravity

Age:16

Height:5’8

Persona: bubbly and kind with a strong sense of heroism and love for sweets and people close to her.

Looks: brown hair with brown eyes and puffy pink cheeks. Usually wears colourful and puffy clothes that are easily changeable for when Duty calls.

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Tsuyu asui (call her Tsu):

Member of team emerald.

Codename: froppy

Age: 16

Height: 5’7

Persona: smart and snarky, easily claps back to people and is very sassy. Never stays in one place.

Looks: dark green hdd as it with black eyes, with pale skin and freckles.

Once again my ask box is wideee open so ask me if your curious on anything!

katsuki wrapped his hand in a vice-like grip around the lower half of the losernerd's face to shut him up. he looked good like this, good as in right, with his fingers digging divots into his cheek, tears pricking at his eyes, with his hand heated up just enough to be uncomfortable. katsuki had always been the cruel muzzle to deku's yappy little dog, the choking collar to his too-short leash, the steel-toed boot to a vulnerable side.

Me hacking into Horikoshi's twitter account and tweeting "bkdk is canon" then putting my phone on vibrate and shoving it up my ass

“Bakudeku is canon”, I say into the mic.

The crowd boos. I begin to walk off in shame when a voice speaks & commands silence from the room. "She's right," they say.

I look for the owner of the voice, right there in the 3rd row sits Kohei Horikoshi.