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I Can Pull Off Anything
It was a stupid dare, but Midoriya wasn’t one to back down.
On an average Saturday, Midoriya and a couple of his close friends decided to hang out. Iida, Todoroki, Uraraka, Tsuyu, and Midoriya all made the group decision to have a nice picnic.
After preparing a bunch of snacks, grabbing drinks, and finding a nice but old blanket to use, the group headed outside. There was a giant field behind 1-A alliance where they set up their picnic.
They played card games, chatted about their classmates, and enjoyed all the snacks each person contributed. It was a beautiful day and despite the peaceful atmosphere, somehow truth or dare started.
After a couple rounds of silly/random questions and harmless dares, an interesting exchange occurred.
Uraraka smiled as she turned her entire body to Midoriya. “Deku! Truth or dare?”
“Dare!” shouted Midoriya excitedly, finding it exciting to finally play the game after spending countless years dreaming of having the friends to.
“I dare you… to wear a skirt our next time visiting the mall!” fired Uraraka eagerly after coming up with a dare.
Tsuyu perked up with a wide smile. “Good one Uraraka!”
“That’s highly inappropriate, Uraraka,” declared Iida loudly. Yet his face showed extreme amusement rather than any sternness to back up his criticism.
Todoroki looked Midoriya up and down before giving a thumbs up. “I’d like to see Midoriya in a skirt.”
Midoriya fell onto his back, covering his face in horror. “I can’t possibly do that! I’m going to be in the public eye! What if someone posts a picture or I get harassed!”
“Don’t whine, you big baby. You’ll be with us the entire time so no one’s going to harass you. Besides, when has someone ever recognized us when we go to the mall?” questioned Uraraka as she thinned her lips.
Tsuyu was still quietly laughing at Midoriya's reaction. “It doesn’t matter. The dare has been made and it doesn’t harm anyone.”
Midoriya threw his arms out to his sides as he cried to the sky. “I’m done with this game!”
“Yeah, we’ve been out here for hours now,” agreed Iida, looking up at the beautiful blue sky. “Besides, I promised to call my brother today.”
“Momo promised to cut my hair today so I should probably go and track her down,” huffed Uraraka, leaning back as she tightly gripped her knees.
Midoriya locked eyes with Todoroki before he smiled. “Want to go train?”
Todoroki returned the soft smile and nodded gently. “I’d like that.”
“I’m going to see if any of the girls want to go hit the onsen. I’m in desperate need of a spa day,” groaned Tsuyu as she rose to her feet and stretched her back.
Uraraka perked up with an excited smile. “Wait until Momo finishes my hair, and I’ll join you! I could definitely spend hours relaxing.”
Midoriya chuckled, cracking his knuckles before turning to Uraraka and Tsuyu. “That’s not a bad idea. I may take a trip after training.”
Iida chopped his hand after fixing his glasses instinctively. “I’ll join you Midoriya! Today’s all about relaxation.”
“I’m going too,” announced Todoroki as he situated himself next to Midoriya.
The group quickly cleaned up, headed off to do what they needed, and hit up the onsen. All the girls grouped together to enjoy the hot spring the school offered. Midoriya, Todoroki, and Iida met up as well and went to their respective onsen, letting the warm water soothe their sore muscles and wash away their stress.
Two weeks passed from that eventful hangout and Mina proposed the great idea of going shopping. It had been a while since UA had become a boarding school so many people had lists of things they needed and stuff they ran out of but hadn’t had time to get.
While going to the mall sounded wonderful to the majority of class 1-A, there was a small group who was enveloped in chaos. Midoriya looked mortified while Uraraka, Tsuyu, and Iida were all staring at him with a knowing smile. Todoroki didn’t recall the dare and seemed to be interested in spending a bunch of his father’s money.
Midoriya was dragged off by Uraraka to her room with Tsuyu right on the duo’s tails. As Midoriya was shoved onto Uraraka’s bed, the two ladies were digging through clothes only to find that there was nothing they specifically wanted Midoriya to wear.
Midoriya was still laying on the bed recovering from being dragged and tossed around as Tsuyu had pulled out her phone to make an important call.
“Tsuyu? What’s up?” inquired Momo softly from the other end of the call.
“I need your help finding a skirt that would look good on Midoriya,” answered Tsuyu bluntly, not bothering to give context upfront.
The group was met with silence. After fearing she scared off Momo, Tsuyu went to speak. Surprisingly, Momo beat Tsuyu to speak and perplexed, “Why do you need a skirt that Midoriya would look good in?”
Uraraka couldn’t hold back her laughter as she truthfully explained, “A couple weeks ago, we dared Midoriya to wear a skirt the next time we went to the mall. We were trying to find something for Midoriya to wear, but I have nothing that would work.”
“Oh, in that case I’ll be right over! I can just make something I think would complement Midoriya,” exclaimed Momo happily, more than willing to produce something specifically for Midoriya.
While Uraraka and Tsuyu were desperately thanking Momo for being willing to get involved in their problem, Midoriya was panicking. He couldn’t believe his friends were taking this seriously. He knew that clothes didn’t belong to one specific gender, but he wasn’t comfortable wearing a short skirt.
Midoriya struggled even wearing gym shorts out in public. On the rare occasions he did, it was in the warmer months for short trips or private workouts.
Despite Midoriya’s mind running a thousand miles a minute, Momo arrived at Uraraka's room and was quick to get Midoriya’s measurements. Uraraka and Tsuyu offered some design ideas, but Momo already knew what she wanted to make for Midoriya.
While Uraraka and Tsuyu cared about Midoriya, they were still his friends and wanted him to feel embarrassed. That was the point of the dare.
Momo wanted to assure Midoriya would be as comfortable as possible. She created a high-waisted skirt that flowed all the way down to rest right above his ankles. The skirt was flowy and in a light green color. The fabric was smooth, light, and silky. Still, she wanted to give Uraraka and Tsuyu their fun and added girly dark green flowers all over the bottom and gave the skirt a slit up to the knee on the left side.
The skirt was made in an instant and swiftly placed in Midoriya’s arms. Momo smiled softly as she instructed, “I’d wear that with a light yellow, almost cream-colored shirt!”
Midoriya shook his head with bright red cheeks. “I don’t own a shirt like that. I only own the stuff for my school uniform and graphic tees.”
Momo chuckled fondly at Midoriya before making him a light-yellow tee shirt. It wasn’t baggy like his usual shirts, but it wasn’t tight either. Nonetheless, Momo had worked her magic and made Midoriya a perfect outfit for the dare.
After quickly getting dressed once all the girls filed out of Uraraka’s room, Midoriya stared at himself in the mirror. He couldn’t deny that he did feel pretty. The longer he stared at himself, the more similarities he saw between him and his mother. It was nice.
Midoriya spun in a circle, watching as the dress twisted and flew with his sharp movements. He smoothed out the shirt and grinned at how well it complimented the skirt. The skirt covered enough of his body he was insecure about. Still, his leg muscles were curvy and were prominent against the silk fabric.
Midoriya quickly adjusted his black arm band over his large scar and smiled at the finished result. “Alright, you can come in.”
Uraraka, Tsuyu, and Momo quickly returned to the room only to loudly gasp at the sight before them. Crashing to her knees, Uraraka cried out. “Oh my god he’s beautiful!”
“You look really good Midoriya,” complimented Tsuyu calmly as she gently patted Uraraka’s head.
Momo smiled brightly, clapping her hands together. “It looks amazing on you just as I expected! I hope you like it a bit even if it is out of your comfort zone.”
Midoriya bowed aggressively before Momo. “I love it! Thank you so much for making this for me! You really didn’t have to, but you did anyway so I’m grateful!”
“Nonsense, its what friends do! Anyways, we should probably hurry up. I’m sure the others are already waiting for us,” reminded Momo, already halfway out the door.
Uraraka squeaked, throwing herself up. “You’re right! If you don’t mind, could you wait outside my room for a bit Deku?”
“I don’t mind at all!” reassured Midoriya as he followed out after Momo. Tsuyu was quick to follow Midoriya and headed off to her own room.
Standing in the hallway, Midoriya was left alone with his thoughts. Despite that large bit of his mind burning with embarrassment and dread of having to let his classmate see him in a skirt, there was a part of him that was scarily unbothered.
There had been many days where his scars bothered him more than they should have, but he was able to push past any insecurities he had. It seemed he felt the same way about the skirt.
Uraraka was ready in a matter of minutes and reunited with Midoriya in the hallway. Together they made their way down to the common room where everyone was gathering. All conversations quickly died as everyone's focus turned to Midoriya.
It was clear that everyone was expecting an explanation, but Midoriya got a last-minute idea to not address the elephant in the room. Instead of explaining he dared to wear a skirt, he made his way over to where Todoroki and Iida were with a smile.
“Hey guys!” greeted Midoriya happily.
Todoroki slowly blinked a couple of times before smiling. “Hello Midoriya. You look nice.”
Midoriya flashed Todoroki a bright smile, slipping his phone into one of the wonderful pockets Momo gifted him with. “Thank you! Are you ready to blow through some money?”
“Yes, I am. Do you have your list ready?” asked Todoroki quickly, flashing Enji’s credit card with an excitement that was rare to see on his usual stoic face.
“Of course I do, I have all the latest All Might merchandise in a neat list,” whooped Midoriya eagerly, doing his best to contain the true level of his excitement.
Iida fixed his glasses as he aggressively cleared his throat. “I have to admit, the skirt suits you well.”
Midoriya shot Iida with a strong thumb-up. “Thank you! Tsuyu called Momo for help.”
Kirishima, the first person brave enough to disrupt whatever staring contest the rest of the class was participating in, walked over to where the three were. “Woah Midoriya. Not that I'm complaining, but what’s with the skirt?”
“Oh, I was dared to wear one the next time I went to the mall by Uraraka,” revealed Midoriya bluntly, doing his best to not signal he was freaking out deep down.
Kirishima tried covering his red face, but Midoriya easily saw behind the facade. “You make me feel like a dude in the Victorian era seeing a woman’s ankle for the first time. It feels scandalous to see this.”
Midoriya’s face bloomed a beautiful shade of red at the oddly flattering and embarrassing comment. “Oh, uh… sorry?”
“I didn’t mean it like that! I mean I think you look really attractive in that!” shouted Kirishima, now being the one to capture the entire class's attention.
Kirishima and Midoriya were both crouching by the ground, covering their flushed faces. They were both ready to die of embarrassment. Midoriya peaked through his fingers to find Kirishima doing the exact same thing.
Having a single ounce of confidence to answer, Midoriya mumbled, “Thank you.”
Kaminari was more than happy to ruin the moment and shouted, “These bitches gay!”
“Glad to see you got the balls to confess Shitty Hair,” cackled Bakugo, thrilled to see the wonderful opportunity to embarrass Kirishima and Midoriya simultaneously.
It was safe to say that one single dare managed to create such a dramatic domino effect that Midoriya got a boyfriend. No one was complaining considering they got an entire day of Midoriya in a skirt and they were able to witness the bloom of a shocking relationship.
There was never a dull moment with class 1-A.
A/N: I wrote this in my universities library in between my exams. If the quality is bad blame my fried brain 😟🫵
Quick question
I don't really ship BakuDeku but I do ship KiriBakuDeku so does that mean I ship BkDk by proxy? ∘ ∘ ∘ ( °ヮ° ) ?
It's a bit confusing cause when I see Bkdk together, I go "yeah these two are brothers, maybe awkward childhood friends with bad history but nothing romantic, you can't change my mind" but put Kirishima in the mix and I go "oh yeah these three are inloveee. My ot3. childhood sweethearts and the himbo they pulled trope."
Heard You're Next finally came to streaming, made this to celebrate
Ehehehe, chat, I finally found someone who sells ot3 keychains and got KiriBakuDeku, look how precious!!! :DD
(They're from WyntersRiddle on Etsy and Insta, please go check them out!!)
My favorite KiriDeku headcanon will forever be that Izuku loves the normalcy that comes with being with Kirishima. So many of his closest relationships are built off of anintense emotional connection: his past with Katsuki, his shared grief with Uraraka, his understanding of Shoto's past, and those relationships are GOOD, but they weigh on Izuku's heart in a way he could never explain.
In second year though, his connection with Kirishima makes him feel...normal again, like he's a highschooler, a teenager falling in love. Kirishima takes him to arcades, and comic book stores, and cafes. They both blush and stutter the first time they cuddle on the common room couch together. They walk each other to class. Inko gushes over how handsome Kiri is. It's normal, it's safe, it's comfortable, it's a real, human connection that doesn't sit on the shaky foundation of trauma Izuku knows he'll need years to process.
And sure, there's bad days, nights Izuku sneaks beneath the covers of Kirishima's bed to cry in the other boy's arms, or days Izuku notices the way Kirishima seems quieter than usual, as if embarrassed to simply take up space in a room. But Izuku never leaves those moments with his chest hurting or the ever-growing worry he wasn't prepared to process or deal with those feelings. No, those moments of comfort are so much more soft kisses on scars and movies played to distract from bad thoughts then tear-filled shouting matches or awkward stunned silences.
Falling in love with Kirishima is what breaths humanity back into Izuku in their second year, and fuck that's beautiful.
Hear me out, hear me out- Katsuki loves to kiss the marks and blemishes his partners have, like Izuku's freckles and any birthmark Kirishima would have. Kirishima loves to kiss his partner's scars like Izuku's knuckles or Katsuki's chest. And Izuku loves to kiss the places his partner's blush the most, like the apples of Kirishima's cheeks and the tips of Katsuki's ears <333
why not a silly bakusero and kirideku double date where they all tease each other about it
New All Might movie dropped and Kiri and Sero took their loser boyfriends to see it <3
(Art without words + Bonus comic below!)
KiriDeku fantasy AU pleasee dragon kiri acting like a puppy to dekuuu
Fantasy Au KiriDeku is EVERYTHING to meee <33
Sticker Boy :)
My ask box is full of beautiful requests for KiriDeku art. Thank you wonderful internet strangers I will grinding them out tomorrow o7
More people should shout at me to draw KiriDeku cause I need more excuses to draw the silly guys ahhhh (/lh)
More people should shout at me to draw KiriDeku cause I need more excuses to draw the silly guys ahhhh (/lh)
KiriBakuDeku, but Kirishima and Izuku are dating, and Katsuki is annoyed/confused on why they keep making him chaperone all their dates. Turns out they both thought Katsuki was also dating them. Whoopsie
May I have a crumb of KiriBakuDeku sleepy snuggling please I'm starving (´ཀ`」 ∠)
For the KiriBakuDeku enjoyers? All the crumbs! Eat up, king(/gn) >:D
Romance repulsed AroAce Katsuki having to cope with annoyingly lovey-dovey KiriDeku is everything to MEEEEEEEE
He loves his wives (Japan's top male pro heroes lmao) <3
(Tweet that inspired this below read more yippee)
Professor Midoriya and his silly pro hero husbands :>
Hehe KiriDeku date AU :D
KiriDeku but they're both anxious nerds (/pos) that take an hour getting ready for their first date only to both show up in fanboy t-shirts and basketball shorts
Kirishima x Izuku Deu um pouco de trabalho, mas no final consegui. Amo esse casal!
Eggs: origin (lol kinda)
heres my full piece for @krdkexchange!!
this is for green @nby who requested trans/nonbinary headcanons ;v;
im gonna tell u ive had an idea like this in my head for The Longest Time,,, i just love the idea of trans kiri and his lovely nb boyfriend izuku who loves summer dresses 🙈☀️
i hope u like it!!!
some quick sneak peeks part 3 for this week-
I swear I wasnt thinking about kirideku or kiribakudeku but it might be perceived that way too in this pic too I guess...
some quick sneak peeks🤭
KiriDeku fantasy AU pleasee dragon kiri acting like a puppy to dekuuu
Fantasy Au KiriDeku is EVERYTHING to meee <33
your parents/friends find out your dating
the prettiest/pettiest/stupidest/richest person in your whole school. How do they react?
I saw that you like Female Izuku! I know I should probably ask this on your BNHA blog, but I was scrolling through your main blog and I hope you don't mind me asking here. I would really like to ask you to share some headcanons you have for Female Midoriya! How she's different from male Midoriya, maybe how yo uthink she'd look, something like that? I don't want to bother you, I hope I'm not (ships included would be a dream come true!)
You’re perfectly fine, I don’t mind nonny, especially since I’m responding so late! I do adore female Midoriya Izuku. I actually prefer the genderbend (Not that I don’t love Izuku, he’s my favorite character, and the story wouldn’t be the same without him- which is obvious).
Headcanons? I’m surprised anyone would even ask me my personal opinion in general, so thank you! I got quite a few, especially since I’m writing a female Midoriya fic (Shameless insertion of my fic, let me live!) Though these could actually count as male Izuku headcanons too, tbh.
I’m going to put a cut here since I got carried away and wrote an entire fucking essay.
- I actually don’t name her Izuka, Izumi, or Iza, but her name is Isabelle. It has to do with my headcanon that her parents actually are English speakers first and Isabelle’s mother took Isabelle to Japan later on. Midoriya is actually her mother’s last name.
- Isabelle’s father is actually a huge villain down in America, and he does more than just breathe fire, he can temper any fire around him, eat it, and even stand in it. They (hero’s and government alike) call him the Dragon of the West. He not only has a large following but does extreme damage all on his own.
- That’s why she and her mother are in Japan. They’re actually in hiding. Not that Isabelle know’s that. She just thinks he’s out there somewhere for work.
- Whenever she asks about her dad her mom shies away and makes up some excuse. Once, at a very young age, she tried sending him a letter. When she didn’t get a response she didn’t go to her mom because she thought she’d get in trouble. So she went to Bakugou of people. He was surprisingly comforting.
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