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Leather and Lace

BikerBakugou x Ballet instructor

Part 1

It wasn’t uncommon for you to not pay attention to your surroundings, especially when it came to crowed surroundings. You often got lost in the vibrations the rippled across the floor and climbed up to your ankles as what ever song boomed from the stage that you purposely stayed far away from. Crowds weren’t your thing, but they were certainly called to your friend who always seemed to rope you into coming to things like this. If Mina knew a lot of people would be some where, best believe she planned to be there first.

Your phone is set to silent and slid into your back pocket just as your finger pressed send on your last message to the ass hole you’d just met this morning. If his sheer disinterest and lack of human decency wasn’t enough to scrunch your nose in disgust, his teasing messages about paying attention to ‘the set’ surely were able to send a crippling anxiety up your spine. You knew from the moment you met him you didn’t like him one bit- and judging by the cocky glint in his eyes that were set on you as you look up to the stage, you knew you never would.

“I’m going to get some air.” You call to Mina, who was swaying to the music that had yet to start playing. “It’s getting stuffy in here.”

“What!? Jiros about to start playing.” You recognized the high pitched whine in her voice and recoiled as her hand wrapped around your wrist to keep you planted as you desperately wished to run. “They’re only playing 3 songs, we’ll head out after! She said she’d meet us in the side alley anyway! You’ll get your air later.”

You knew that even if you wanted to (which you did) Mina wouldn’t let you miss your friend’s debut as the new lead guitarist. You just couldn’t shake the burning feeling of disbelief and anger as your eyes scan the stage, locking Eyes briefly the the drummer. You felt guilty for wanting to ditch Jiros performance but after the very short interaction and the texts from the man still watching you- you wished you could.

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Thirty minutes pass painfully slow, every song was followed with a talking segment that lasted far too long and every song seemed to play in for hours opposed to the few short minutes they actually echoed around you. On top of your clear distaste for one of the members onstage- the crowed had begun to go wild with every passing second. You’d been bumped, elbowed and stepped on more times than you could count before Mina excitedly pulled you away from the crowed and into the ally to meet Jiro.

“Babe what gives!?” She all but shrieks as the cold wind brushes over your warm skin. “She was killin it up there and you didn’t even bib your head!”

“Sorry Mina, I just-.” You pause, unsure of what exactly you should tell her. It wasn’t fair to Jiro that a man you met a single time could ruin your night and take away any effort you had to support her. “The drummer is a dick and I didn’t know he’d be here. It just put me in a sour mood to see him up there with our girl.”

“You know Bakugou?” She asks in bewilderment, her eyes glued to the door that opens beside where the two of you stood. “Well come back to this- Jiro!! You rocked!”

Jiro was the first of four people to join you in the ally, her smile the brightest you’ve ever seen, making your guilt grow further. You really should have ignored your personal feelings and supported her the way she deserved. She was glowing, and pulling Mina into and offering you a happy wave.

“Not a fan of our music?” The gravely voice you’d heard speak a single sentence laughs from beside you. With Mina gushing to the only other person you knew here, you had no choice but to turn to face him. “I thought we did pretty good up there, so why were you scowling?”

Your breath hitches as your head turns, he was far too close for comfort and it offered you the perfect view of his very sweaty tshirt that held his crossed arms. You can’t help but take a step back, moving your eyes from his chest to meet his eyes quickly. Just like before, he seemed absolutely uninterested in your presence dispute is attempt at getting a rise out of you.

“Because your presence makes me sick.” The shaky undertone of your voice was evident, and it made his smirk grow even further. “You’re an ass, and frankly if I knew you’d be here I’d have stayed home.”

“A nameless face in the crowd wouldn’t be missed anyway, extra.” His voice was wrapped dangerously with arrogance driven venom, and it made your neck burn to hold eye contact. “The nerd sent me the money you owed me.”

“You’re welcome, by the way.” Finally, you find the courage to cross your own arms and glare at him. “You didn’t deserve a single penny.”

“Am I supposed to thank you for replacing the shit your dumb ass damaged?” The wind blows around you, picking up scattered pieces of trash as he waits for an answer he knew he wasn’t getting. “Curious why he paid your debt though, the guy can’t pull so I know you aren’t dating the guy.”

“For your information jackass, he has a girlfriend and has for a while.” If there’s one thing you’d put your sudden nerves away for, it would be to defend someone as kind and sweet as your neighbor. “He paid for it so I wouldn’t tell my dad what you do for a living. Again- you’re welcome.”

The others have begun to make their way toward the two of you, happy smiles and upbeat conversation traveling between them as your hate filled conversation with their friend remains obvious to them. You weren’t sure if he’d told any of his band mates how he knew you or why you’d been staring holes into his head during the performance, but you were sure none of them were aware of your fathers career or how easily you could ruin the cocky blondes beside you.

“The hell would I care what your dad thinks?” It’s sad to admit but you enjoy the fact that he’s unaware of how easily you could get him in legal trouble. You have half a mind to tell him, but he opens his mouth before you can. “You aren’t the only person who knows a police officer.”

“How-?” Your friends look between you, worried and confused glances shared between you and Bakugou as your mouth hangs open. Did Izuku tell him? “Did-?”

“Don’t think that you could ever put me in a position to ask you for a favor, including keeping your mouth shut.”

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I hope you enjoy

This Katsuki AU

-Parchy💖

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My hero characters are back in the Fortnite shop so I’m bouta spend so much money

hellos and goodbyes

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𖤓 part viii. | series m.list | prev | part ix.

you weren't sure how things got to this point.

with one hand, you were clutching onto a fitstful of touya’s t-shirt and in the other you had your fingers wrapped around his outer forearm as it slung over your shoulder.

touya's body weight threatened to drag you down with him as you two stumbled through the woods. with his phone flashlight haphazardly swinging in all directions in his loose grasp, you could only hope you were heading towards the right direction.

"move your fucking feet, touya," you groan, dragging him forward.

"the fuck do you think i'm doing?" he slurs, accidentally kicking the back of your foot for the third time.

you felt hot against the side of his body at all points of contact. your palm was burning against his waist as were your fingertips wrapped around his wrist. 

it's fine. it's fine. it’s fine

how did a couple shots turn into another quarter of that handle of vodka? how were you somehow managing fine?

the first time you gotten drunk at camp was during your last summer. hawks and touya made it a tradition to sneak in a bottle or two since you were fourteen, but it wasn't until you were seventeen when tomura was old enough to be invited to partake and the weight of peer pressure had finally cracked you.

that night, you were met with your creator in the woods behind hawks' cabin at an ungodly hour with a blanket hung over your shoulder and touya holding back a fistfull of your hair.

"everyone's first time is like this, don't be embarrassed." he assures, biting back laughter.

"did i ruin it?" you drunkenly sob over a pool of your own vomit.

“no, you were perfect.”

at least this wasn’t that. 

you could’ve at least enjoyed this experience and been a bit tipsy, but the responsibility of dragging touya of all people back to your beds was harrowing enough to sober you up.

"my phone died." he groans.

"yeah, i can tell," you huff, staring at the ground in darkness.

"i'm scared."

"of the dark? you're a twenty three year old grown man, babe," you scoff "i'm sure the woods are more scared of you than you are of it."

"in the dark. in the woods. alone. with you." he hiccups.

"i don't bite."

"wish you did."

you hear the smirk in his voice- the familiar teasing tone that never failed to twist your stomach and make your throat go dry. you don't respond.

the buzzing of your cabin's porch light called out to you like an applause at the finish line and you swore you've never been more excited to be reunited with a rock hard twin sized mattress.

“you’re gonna have to walk up a couple steps, okay?” 

you pull him closer to you. how cruel would it be to leave him on the front steps of the porch if he doesn’t cooperate? of course you’d bring him a blanket and pillow. it’d be nice to be woken up by the rising sun wouldn’t it?

“heard.” he mumbles, resting his cheek against the side of your head.

you curse to yourself once your cold hand meets the warmth of skin where his t-shirt had ridden up his waist.

you almost reflexively rip your hand away until your fingers twitch against the sudden divide between soft flesh and unfamiliar rough thick grooves running up his torso.

your eyes dart back and forth between the concentration sewn in his furrowed brows, and the front door just steps away. your fingers freeze in place. touya’s focus remains down at his feet. he doesn’t notice.

you let your fingers press into his skin as you help him keep balance up the steps. your index and middle finger push against thick rubbery skin as your ring and pinky finger sink into soft flesh. you don’t know what to make of it.

once you two practically fall into the front door, you think about giving him a glass of water, and laying him on his back. you could let your hands glide up his torso, bringing the ratty band tee up over his head and onto the ground, and you could look at him. really look at him.

that white hair he used to complain about and slather in black hairdye had grown past his ears. did you stop dyeing you hair because you lost the only person you’d let touch it?

he added a few new piercings to his collection. did you do these yourselves again?

his cerulean eyes still has that gleam to them. i still recognize you.

this is the first time you’ve let yourself think about him all day. every time he crossed your mind since your meeting this morning, you’ve been quick to chased it off with a distraction. maybe you were drunk, because for the first time in years, you’re wondering besides the obvious, what’s changed?

a lot could happen in five years. new people. freak accidents. it’s all inevitable.

maybe it's nothing.

a/n: somehow leaning towards canon adjacent dynamics and snippets eeeeeeep and i also feel like we r finally moving the story along kinda sorta so yaay

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007. CARNATIONS

The cold air outside feels like a blanket of ice on Touya's face as he drags his feet through the snow, teeth clattering not from the cold—but from fury.

Fury because he couldn't even bear to look Endeavor in the eye without feeling his heart seize in his chest. It wasn't like the warmth and flutter inside that brought him to life when he looked at you—it was the sensation of an icicle pushing through his flesh and sinking right into his heart that he felt. Because suddenly, he wasn't looking at Endeavor anymore. He was looking at dad. His dad.

It was the undeniable sincerity in his father's eyes that threw Touya's mind off track. He couldn't find a snarky remark to shoot or an insult to spit in Endeavor's face. He couldn't find anything. Moments of the war replayed in his mind like a terrible movie he couldn't turn off. Touya wanted to ask his father if he still loved him—and that split second thought he couldn't stop shocked him to his core.

How could he still have a part of him that loved this terrible man? What was wrong with him?

His mind seemed to jolt awake from a daze as the reality of the situation set in. The bindings they used on his hands to cuff him to the table didn't stop his fingers from shaking, trembling because his father was right there. Barely a foot away from him, looking at Touya.

No, not looking at him. Seeing him. Because Enji places his palm on top of Touya's shaking one and asks if he's ok.

Dad's hands were always warm. They felt just like they had when Enji would carry Touya to bed, or when he'd pat his back after a long day of training in the relentless sun.

Enji was staring into his soul with those terrible eyes. But they weren't like Touya remembered.

Was he really remembering his own father's eyes wrong? Those eyes would show up in his dreams and haunt him for so many years. They'd stare right back at him whenever he looked into the mirror. All he ever saw was him. It didn't matter how much Touya wrecked his body, his eyes were a beacon that screamed 'LOOK AT ME'. They caught more attention that his scars often. Touya's eyes were that beautiful.

He panicked when he felt his father's hand lay on top of his. He looked down at the calloused and large fingers that held his in a firm grip, and Touya could almost feel his father's hand ruffling through his unruly red hair when he was just a kid

Touya flipped the table over before he could stop himself, trying desperately to shield his eyes from his father. But when Enji screamed his name in a panic, Touya turned around for just one moment.

His quirk's greatest weakness was his emotions. And Touya never meant to activate it, never again for as long as he lived. But the sparkling blue fire shot from his palm and towards Enji before he could stop it

Endeavor never did teach Touya how to manage his emotions.

Suddenly he was sixteen all over again. Afraid and alone and walking aimlessly as he broke the nearest window and jumped out of it.

Except he wasn't walking aimlessly. He didn't get very far before his mind quickly realized something was missing

Someone. You.

He wavered outside near the perimeter of the hospital. Touya braced his arm against the trunk of a nearby tree as his breathing came out in erratic and panicked huffs, not enough oxygen filling his lungs to breathe

He needed you. He wouldn't leave—how could he? You were inside somewhere, and you were probably worried. Or maybe you were angry—maybe you were disappointed in him. The thought of you being upset with him has Touya clutching his chest as he closes his eyes, repeating the breathing exercises you taught him over and over again.

He just needed to see you. To tell you he didn't leave. He couldn't leave—he knew one of the consequences could be them taking you away from him. The mere thought has him squeezing his eyes in frustration as he clenches his fists

He doesn't know what to do. He's scared. He feels like a helpless kid, and the overwhelming need to be cared for was at a record breaking high. He'd give everything he had just to see your face right now.

The air smelled faintly of smoke as he watched the evacuees exit the hospital hurriedly. No one appeared to be hurt. Touya wonders if he'll ever get to go on walks with you through the recreational garden again. His guilt was a feeling too strong, and his head hurt like hell.

Touya's heart leaps to the sky before dropping straight to his feet when he feels your hand wrap around his arm

You're pulling him away from the crowd. Touya's larger than you, heavier and taller too. So when you tug on him, hard, he has to move his feet himself to follow you. But it's hard to walk, because he feels like putty and his eyes are wide and blurry with unshed tears he quickly pushes back. The voices of the patients and doctors slowly fade away as the sound of your breathing captures his attention wholly

"Y/n." He whispers, wrapping a shaky hand around your wrist as you suddenly whirl around, your arms encaging him in a hug as he goes completely still. Your face is hidden in his chest, and he finally notices it's snowing when he looks down and sees the snowflakes intertwined between the strands of your soft hair

You're cold. He knows you are because your arms are shaking and your cheeks are tinted pink from the night air. He lets his cheek smush against the crown of your head as he entangles his limbs with yours. It was much more than a hug. Maybe it looked like a hug to an outsider watching the two of you—but you had just touched Touya's soul when your fingers fisted his hospital gown and your hair tickled his cheek

Touya did not like to be touched. But right now, he was melting into your embrace.

"Touya," You choke out, and when you look up at him, he sees your glossy eyes and trembling lips. But you're so brave for him. You swallow down your emotions and quickly move to inspect his burns, holding him so carefully that he finds himself forgetting the stinging pain of his newly acquired injuries as he watches you

When Touya was a little boy, his father was his hero.

He had forgotten that feeling. Of loving someone so much that they embodied everything one would ever need. Of loving someone to the point where you want to latch onto them and never let go. Touya loved like he hated, with a burning passion. Endeavor lost the status of being Touya's hero, and he thought that role would remain untaken. Destined to be forever alone is how Touya often thought of himself after burning up at Sekoto peak. But then there was you. And suddenly Touya's heart was beating again.

"This is so above your fucking pay grade." Touya croaks, a hoarse laugh leaving his throat as you look up at him

"Oh, Touya." You whisper, heart breaking at the sight of his smile. He had a beautiful smile. He smiled with his teeth, wide and big and even after all that happened, he still managed to make you smile too.

"Can I..." You begin, trailing off as he nods, opening his arms and allowing you back into the spot between his arms

"Please, Y/n."

CARNATIONS MASTERLIST.

a/n; everybody boo the author for taking so long with this chapter!! 😠🍅🍅🍅 sorry for making you babys wait so long ☹️☹️ also uh...how are we feeling with the chapter leaks...? we get the official one tmr... yeah i think i'll take it from here horikoshi ☺️ *snatches his drawing pen*

and thank you all SO much for all the love 😭🩷🩷 the comments i get on this story seriously make my day. no my week. NO MY LIFE. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH 😭💓💓💓💓

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Keigo lead singer, y/n new bassist 🥵 Touya on lead guitar and shigs on drums 🫡

Chaos ensues (it’s giving Smau)

okay so i slightly switched this around and did y/n lead vocalist, keigo lead guitar + vocals, touya lead bassist and shigs on drums (dream lineup <3) just imagine keigo and y/n doing this as cover

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