Bakudeku Is The Definition Of "I Will Always Be There For You Even If You Don't Want Me To"

My Ideal Future (katsudeku doujinshi translation)

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Circle/Artist: aroe Scans and cleaning: @osakakitty Type: katsudeku (hrak) Summary: Failing to convey his vision of what Kacchan’s ideal future looks like to him, Deku-kun is forced to reveal his true feelings. Content notes: Explicit sexual content Links: download // read online // buy // more translations

a tale of awkward, flustering romance in a softly gorgeous art style. merry christmas and happy holidays (^^)/

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OH my lord lamb😭 Your Webber design is so CUTE!! How are is your brain so creative pls tell mee 😭 and along with your storytelling sgskjagkd its soo good 😩 got me crying over this cute little creature that is so clearly fond of Narinder who is just unsettled by him 💔 my heart is overwhelmed

Aawww thank you so much! n.n Dont worry he'll get more used to his spider son later on. Bonus twins

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There’s a Chick on My Shoulder

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO @nekoumyu!!!!!!! I adore you so so so much and wanted to write this silly little gift for you!!! Based on the BakuDeku fluffy chick au that you and @insanemarshmallow have come up with!!! I hope you enjoy your gift!

The room was still dark, the hour far too early for anyone to be awake. The air in the room was cool, the night was peaceful, so what had woken him up?

A soft, very sad sounding chirp answered his unspoken question.

Katsuki glowered in the darkness of his dorm room. His eyes focused in on the small shoebox sitting in the center of his desk. How had he been the one to get stuck looking after him? There were plenty of other people in the dorm that could have easily taken him in for the duration of this, but no, of course it had to be Katsuki that was stuck with him.

Useless Deku.

Another chirp, soft but clipped came from the box. Katsuki shut his eyes in silent frustration knowing that Deku was probably crying. What had he done to deserve this? Sitting up, he shivered when his bare feet touched the cold floor, but walked over to the desk regardless. Peering down into the box, Katsuki gave a heavy sigh.

“Deku.”

The chirping suddenly erupted, the nerd clearly panicking from waking up Katsuki. There was scrapping against the bottom of the box, meaning that Deku was probably rushing around the small space and freaking out. What had the animal kid said about elevated heart-rates? Right … it could cause a heart attack.

“Deku, shut up,” Katsuki grumbled, but attempted to keep his voice low to try and calm the idiot down. The room abruptly fell into silence. Deku froze in the center of the box, his wide eyes looking up in him, wet with tears and panic. Katsuki slowly raised his hand, inch by inch bringing it closer to the small fluff ball in the box. “I’m not gonna hurt you, so relax already.”

Katsuki slowly slid his hand under the fuzzy little ball that was his childhood friend. Making sure to not hold him too tightly, Katsuki moved back over to his bed and laid down, plopping the ball onto his chest.

“You would be the idiot to get himself hit with such a troublesome quirk,” Katsuki grumbled, glaring at the small defenseless green baby chick. Deku had been out on one of his internships and had been returned to the dorms like this of all things. After everyone had stopped cooing over him, it had somehow been decided that Katsuki would be the one to look after him.

Katsuki had a sneaking suspicion it had to deal with the fact that Deku only seemed to stop freaking out when Katsuki was holding him.

“The quirk isn’t going to last much longer. You just have to get over it and deal,” Katsuki huffed, but still seeing the miserable look on the green chick’s face, Katsuki gave in. Sliding a hand up his stomach, he softly scratched a finger against the top of Deku’s fluffy head and side. The motion was surprisingly gentle, but Katsuki watched with tired eyes as the fluffball slowly relaxed and nuzzled into the touch.

They stayed like that for some time. The silence of the night brining a calm to the room while Katsuki attempted to get Deku’s heartrate back under control. The occasional cheep would slip from the soft form, but only when Katsuki pulled his hand away. It seemed like if he was going to keep Deku quiet, he would have to put up with petting him. Katsuki felt his eyes threatening to slide shut again, sleep dragging him back to it.

“Just gonna move you, Deku,” Katsuki exhaustedly muttered, lightly picking up Deku and placing him on the pillow next to his head. “Don’t want to end up crushing you.” He yawned, closing his eyes and pulling his comforter up to his shoulders, pointedly ignoring the wide-eyed look coming from the other. He would just fall asleep and when he woke up this whole nightmare would be over.

It was not over.

Katsuki could feel a headache coming on when he was woken up by high pitched cheeping instead of his alarm. Groaning, Katsuki shifted and attempted to cover his ears, but the insistent little shit just hopped up onto his shoulders to get closer to him.

“DEKU!” Katsuki roared, sitting up and letting Deku tumble down to the mass of blankets. The small green chick looked up at him, chirping happily as if this hadn’t been the most annoying wake up call Katsuki had ever had. Glaring at his clock, he noticed that he needed to get ready. His alarm hadn’t gone off. Getting out of bed, Katsuki picked up Deku and put him back onto his desk. Digging around in one of the small containers he had stacked on his book shelf, he put down a thin bowl and poured water into it.

“Fucking hydrate yourself. We’ll figure out food on the way to class,” Katsuki then left the bird be, changing out of his sleeping clothes and into his uniform before brushing his teeth. Over all he hadn’t taken more then fifteen minutes to get ready, but he would be cutting it close. Grabbing his bag, he was about to head out before that annoying chirping began again. Right. . . Deku.

“C’mon then,” Katsuki plucked him up off the desk and headed for class, the baby chick placed on his shoulder. No way in hell was he carrying Deku the entire way there in his hand, he’d probably accidently blow him up. The nerd seemed content to just sit on his shoulder anyway, so it wasn’t that big of a deal. When Katsuki made his way into the classroom, he quickly looked around for a target.

“Oi, Roundface!” He called, walking over to her desk. “Take this from me,” he held out Deku.

“Oh, um … I guess? But won’t it be difficult for him to see the board all the way back here. You sit by the front, it would make more sense for him to stay with you,” Uraraka responded, shooting a look to Deku that Katsuki couldn’t read. Clicking his tongue, he stormed over to his desk and sat down, lightly dropping Deku to the surface to just sit in the corner.

Classes had gone by as per usual, but Katsuki found himself becoming distracted more and more as the day progressed. He found himself just looking down at Deku, observing his small movements and on the occasional break would lightly pet the soft feathers like he had done last night. He would instantly stop once he realized what he was doing, but it continued to happen throughout the day. By the end of morning classes, Katsuki had come to a horrifying realization.

Deku was cute.

Katsuki wanted to smash his face against a wall just thinking it, but it was true. As long as Deku looked like this stupid baby bird, Katsuki was just going to associate him with a helpless animal. That was going to have some consequences, he could just tell.

“Hey, Bakugou. We’re heading to the cafeteria now,” Kirishima said, standing next to Katsuki’s desk and looking down at Deku. “Wonder what Midoriya can eat like that?”

“Rice,” Katsuki grunted. He would not admit out loud that he had looked it up during one of their short breaks. He stood, reaching out a hand to let Deku hop onto it before placing him onto his shoulder again.

“You know, you’re being awfully nice to Midoriya today,” Kirishima smirked, chuckling while they walked.

“Keep talking about it and I’ll throw him out the window,” Katsuki said seriously. It was one thing for Katsuki to realize he was being nice, it was a completely different story for others to point it out to him.

“Alright, alright you win,” Kirishima held up his hands in surrender, clearly knowing that Katsuki wasn’t joking. They had gotten their food, Kirishima and Kaminari chatting away happily leaving Katsuki to himself for the moment. He’d gotten his own lunch but made sure to get a small bowl of rice and a small salad. The nerd couldn’t just eat rice. They sat, Katsuki slowly bringing Deku down to the table. Katsuki moved some of his food around his plate to make a big enough empty space so he could put a small pile of the rice down and a few of the lettuce leaves. Katsuki watched Deku start picking at it, much faster than was probably good for him.

“You choke, you’re dying. No way in hell I’m gonna save your dumbass from a grain of rice,” Katsuki warned him. Deku looked up at him, eyes bright and wide and a stupidly happy expression. Shit.

“You’re letting him eat off your plate? Never knew you had such a soft spot for animals, man,” Kaminari joked, apparently not understanding the warning hand gestures Kirishima was trying to signal him with.

“Shut up, besides it isn’t that weird. We used to do it all the time,” Katsuki defended, only to realized he had messed up.

“Really?” Kaminari’s grin set Katsuki’s teeth on edge. The electric dumbass was mocking him.

“Shut up and gag,” Katsuki growled, starting to eat so it would give him an excuse to not talk to them anymore. He looked back down at Deku, still just slowly eating away without a care in the world. Katsuki frowned, faint memories of summers splitting ice cream, winters sharing sweets, and the thrill of letting the other try some new food from when they were younger flickered to his conscious mind. Katsuki gripped his chopsticks harder trying not to think about it, desperately attempting not to think about how everything had just gone so wrong between them.

Katsuki hadn’t realized he had begun scratching Deku again until another chirp reached his ears.

He stopped, finishing his meal in silence and not looking at anybody, including Deku. When was this stupid quirk going to wear off? Katsuki didn’t know how much more of this he could take. Katsuki quickly looked to Deku seeing that he had stopped eating and was simply just laying on the table with his eyes closed.

This was going to be the end of Katsuki, he just knew it.

Afternoon classes passed very similarly to how morning classes had. Katsuki would try and pay attention, he would be distracted, and then end up scratching Deku. Rinse and repeat. Katsuki had never experienced such relief when the final bell of classes rang out.

He had gotten himself and Deku back to his dorm without much of a fuss. Closing his door shut, he dropped his bag and once again abandoned Deku to wait on his desk. Katsuki figured he would grab a quick shower before doing his assignments then make something to eat. The tasks were simple enough, and quick trip to the main kitchen left Katsuki with spicy curry and Deku another small mountain of cooked rice. Looking at the nerd bird with a bored expression, Katsuki rolled his eyes seeing bits of rice stuck to Deku’s face.

“Really? You can’t even eat properly?” he grumbled, but there was no heat in his words. After cleaning up and making his way back up to his room he looked down at Deku again. He was looking a bit disheveled from all the moving around Katsuki had made him do. Katsuki looked into his bathroom then back to Deku. He glared in thought, Deku looking up at him with sudden panic. He couldn’t just dunk the idiot in the sink with water in it, the types of feathers Deku had wouldn’t be able to dry from all of that water and he’d most likely end up sick from it. So … how was Katsuki supposed to-

An idea struck him. He placed Deku in his now familiar spot on his shoulder and began to dig through his bathroom cabinet. Off to the side sat an empty spray bottle, the perfect thing to lightly clean off Deku, and as much as Katsuki would deny it, make the nerd feel a bit better.     

Katsuki placed Deku in the sink, small spray bottle in his hand now filled with warm water, and a hand towel at the ready.

“Deku, quit looking at me like that,” Katsuki growled. Izuku’s large eyes looked up at him with curiosity. Katsuki sprayed him before he could think about that look any further. Deku chirped, ruffling himself but otherwise remained still. Katsuki gave a few more sprays, letting Deku shake off the dirt and let the water shift between his soft feathers. When the bottle was empty, Katsuki wrapped Deku up in the hand towel and began drying him, already walking back out and over to his bed. It was late, or at least what Katsuki would consider late. The only thing he wanted to do was just go to sleep and hope that this stupid situation would be over with soon.

He let Deku hop out of his hand and onto the pillow before shutting off the lights and curling up to sleep. He had expected Deku to just stay where he had been, but he surprised Katsuki when he snuggled up right next to Katsuki’s face, the soft feathers brushing against his cheek.

“Just go to sleep, Deku.”

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  Katsuki inhaled slowly, his mind bringing him out of sleep and focusing on the soft morning light peeking through his window. Even though he didn’t have classes, his body was still used to being awake at this time. Rolling over, Katsuki inhaled sharply at the sight before him.

Deku was still sleeping, eyes closed with his entire face relaxed and peaceful in slumber. The morning light almost seemed angelic from behind Deku’s body. Katsuki couldn’t look away, his heart pounding. Katsuki watched his own hand reach out, almost as if it had a mind of its own, and run his fingers lightly through Deku’s curls. His hair was soft, a similar texture to what had once been feathers. His fingers had moved from his hair to lightly trace the line of his jaw before Katsuki fully realized what he was doing.

“Kacchan,” Deku murmured, slowly waking up from sleep. Katsuki did the only thing his suddenly panicked and embarrassed state could think of; he kicked Deku off the bed and onto the floor. “Ow,” Izuku groaned, now fully awake. He sat up, getting a good look at himself and smiling.

“I’m back to normal!” He cheered, standing and looking at Katsuki with so much joy and excitement that Katsuki wanted to hurl.

“Great, good for you, Deku. Now, get out of my room,” Katsuki ordered, glad that his voice still came out with a bit of insistence.

“Oh, um … right. Well, thank you, Kacchan, for taking care of me. I really owe you a lot for this, so …  thanks,” Deku gave him a disarming smile. Katsuki did everything he could to keep the glare on his face from slipping into an embarrassed flush. Deku left, finally leaving Katsuki alone. He buried his face in his pillows, biting his lip painfully, face flaring in a blush as he quietly screamed.

Fuck … . Izuku Midoriya really was cute.      

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