Quería comer unas papas a la francesa preparadas por el chico de pecas, era su gran petición. Kacchan conoció a Deku en un restaurante de comida rápida, se enamoraron inevitablemente y aunque sucedieron cosas malas, Deku nunca dejó de ser su gran amor. Al final, Katsuki Bakugou sabe que puede ser feliz si su amado Deku le dice lo que tanto quería oír. ❌No se permiten copias, no adaptaciones, no continuaciones ni precuelas Katsudeku| Retro| AU cárcel| Tragedia| Bad end

{KiriBakuDeku Soulmate Au} Izuku was realistic, devoted, and driven. Sure, he knew he had a soulmate, or two soulmates out there, but he couldn't care less. Love got in the way of things, love destroyed things. He's seen it first hand. The green haired, now college student, couldn't lie- whenever a yellow line would appear on his right arm, or a red one on his left appeared... he was more than ecstatic. But that didn't change the fact that love was dangerous. Now here he is, finally getting accepted into the art college of his dreams. Only to find out his soulmates are closer than he thinks. Then he finds out about them... that's when the trouble arises. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Did- did you just throw a banana in front of me?!" Katsuki yelled, narrowing his eyes in complete focus as he tried to catch up to Izuku. "Wait, wait... damn it Kacchan!" Izuku groaned, tossing his controller all while Katsuki did a small dance of victory. Izuku heaved a sigh, reaching behind him on the bed to get his phone. "Awe crap, it's getting late... I gotta go." He sighed, turning his attention back onto Katsuki. The shorter of the two didn't miss the brief look of sadness that crossed Katsuki's features. And for some reason unbeknownst to him it made his heart flutter. Just then, Eijirou came out- in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts and his hair pulled into a low ponytail. "You leaving?" He asked, a small pout forming on his lips. Izuku nodded with a chuckle, pulling his jacket over his shoulders. "Yep! Bye guys." He giggled, turning to look at them one last time before he walked out the door. That's when he froze, it felt as if someone was squeezing his heart when he spotted it. There was a small scar on Eijirou's arm.

Being a teenager isn't easy, and being a super-powered teenager isn't any easier. With crushes, hormones, and some less than friendly villains, they still have to make time for homework. But hey, it's not all bad. They're able to keep it light-hearted with memes, banter, and some not so funny death jokes. A kinda funny chat fic, with a kinda plot.

Izuku Midoriya was a college student, just trying to get his teaching degree. He had been living in the sam duplex house for a year now and hadn't had any problems with the elderly woman who lived below him. She was a quiet and lovely neighbor. Until she died. Sike, I'm not that terrible guys. She just got put into an assisted living thing. Which meant the bottom floor was up for rent and it didn't take long for Izuku's landlord to find a new tenant, or tenants. Katsuki Bakugou and Shoto Todoroki were the two guys that moved in below Izuku. They were also in a band. A very loud band. Izuku was close to going crazy with all the noise he now had to live with and the two wouldn't quiet down, even after he asked, multiple times. Eventually, Izuku listens to them practice so much, one of their songs gets stuck in his head. He takes out the trash, not even realizing that he was singing it softly to himself. Until the two boys hear him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Izuku threw the bag into the dumpster on the side of the house, softly singing the lyrics that were now stuck in his head. "Hey, that's our song." A voice said from behind him. Izuku snapped his attention to the two guys sitting on the stairs of his front door. "It's stuck in my head because neither of you seem to have common courtesy to practice somewhere else." Izuku snapped back, not wanting to deal with either of the arrogant males. Shoto seemed unfazed by his attitude. "You've got a nice voice." He mused. Izuku eyed him suspiciously, not trusting his compliment. "Thanks I guess." He muttered. "Wanna join a band?"