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[alex-is-losing-sleep-over-krbk]

drew this helpful diagram for mha fans who don't understand what a character arc is

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[tootiecakes234]

Katsuki’s birthday

“Katsuki Bakugo, if your ass isn’t ready in the next 15 minutes, you’re gonna be sleeping at Eijirou’s house the rest of the week cuz you WONT be allowed in this house!” You tell him with pointed look.

“I told you, you shitty woman, that I don’t want to go to some stupid birthday brunch. I want to stay home and I want YOU to cook for me while I do nothing. It’s my fucking birthday.” He shouts back.

“But that’s what we did last year! And the year before that!” You try reasoning with him.

“Yeah it’s called tradition” he says even as he stands up and starts walking over to his closet.

“Well, love muffin, traditions were meant to be broken.” You go up to him and place a kiss on his cheek.

“What the hell ever. I’m not paying for a damn thing and I’m ordering the most expensive thing they have on this stupid menu. Don’t forget your purse.” He grumbles.

You’re dressed in a nice spring dress that’s a flower pattern and all flowy. You look so adorable and then you see Katsuki and hot damn! You forget how good this man looks when he’s not in a black t shirt and joggers. Not that he doesn’t look hot as hell in that but he looks edible right now all dressed up.

“Damn big man, you got a lady. If you do, I bet I’d do stuff with you that she wouldn’t dare.” Your voice oozes cheekiness.

“My girlfriend would put your loser ass to shame! Just last night she did this thing in bed-“

You clamp your hand over his mouth. “Ok ok I get it.” You can feel his smirk against your palm. “You always take stuff to far.”

“I always finish the shit you start.” He moves your hand and wraps his arms around your waist. “I like this dress by the way. The only thing getting me through this brunch is gonna be knowing I get to take it off later.”

He bends down and presses his lips to you.

You have to pull yourself away and grab his hand to pull him behind you. “Let’s go before we are late”

“You don’t think those shitty ass friends of yours are gonna be late too? I’ve never seen them be on time for a goddamn thing”

When you guys get to the car, you walk to the passenger side and open the door for him.

“My king” and you do a little bow.

“You’re so fucking insufferable”

The smile on your face doesn’t disappear as you climb into the drivers seat.

“Where is this place anyway?” He questions as your pull off.

“On the outskirts of town. It’s a place Eiji found a while ago. He said it’s 10/10”

“Oh fuck, are we really listening to recommendations from that red head idiot?? He would eat toast smeared with dirt if you covered it in protein powder.”

“ ‘Suki he’s not that bad.”

“Tch”

Eventually you pull up the place and you can see Katsuki looking at you like you’ve lost your mind.

“Did you dumb ass get lost? This is not a restaurant.”

“Surprise!!! It’s an adventure park! They have paintball, laser tag and zip lines and stuff. They also serve food but it’s like snack type things but I though that’d hold us over til we get home so I can cook.”

You are wearing the biggest grin and your excitement it’s practically bouncing off of you.

“Oh and I brought clothes for you to change in to. I didn’t wanna ruin the surprise by telling you to dress casual….. do you like it??” You ask him.

“You’re proud of yourself aren’t you?”

“Very”

“I…. Fucking love it. Are those tools still coming cuz I’ve got ass to kick.”

You bound over the seat and hug him. “Yep they are probably already inside. I told Mina to get here early to check us in.”

He slides his hand over your face and gives you a small smile before you places a kiss on your forehead.

“You did real good baby. Thank you”

“You’re welcome hot stuff. Not let’s get in there and give those guys a taste of Pro Hero Dynamight!”

“Hell yeah!”

This asshole won every game you guys played except for laser tag and thats only cuz you guys cheated! But he deserved it, he was getting too cocky for his own good.

BUT by the end of the night, he had you feeling like the real winner🤭

Katsuki Bakugo Masterlist

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY POOKIE BEAR 🥺🥺🥺

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[gfguren]

pro hero!bakugou x reader | fluff, a little bit domestic, a little bit intimate, a little bit suggestive? (not really) | cw: cursing, a very modest bath scene

-teaching bakugou to 'take'-

Thinking about the newly domestic give and take between you and Katsuki. It doesn't come naturally to him. He's hell bent on doing everything himself, at first. That's the way he's always lived after all - hyper self-sufficient, independent to a fault, and so goddamn stubborn about it all.

It makes you feel almost useless, his insistence on doing everything, not only for himself but for you as well. Honestly, you should have expected it; he was like that well before moving in together. Taking all the responsibilities on himself, wrangling you out of the way when you so much as try to help, because he "feels like it", or he's "better at it", or "just move, f'r I make ya".

But you were a guest in his house, then - so you let him have his way, bullheaded as it was. Now that you share a house - a home - you want nothing more than to take care of it, -him.

Though moving mountains would be easier than convincing him to accept it.

You try brute force, first. And it goes as well as you might expect, like throwing pebbles at a brick wall. Putting yourself between him and the dishes is just as futile; he cooked dinner, you should be the one to do this. It's only fair. Still, he takes it upon himself to pick you up and physically remove you from 'his' spot by the sink, ugly yellow gloves dripping dishwater all the way to the counter.

The floor is completely soaked by the time he plops you down on the countertop, as are your jeans, your flailing arms and exasperated "Katsuki!" having done little to deter him. Your mouth opens in protest but his hands, firm at your sides and eyes, red, and stern and definite leave no room for discussion.

So you try to 'talk about it', second. When his mood has cooled and he's feeling a little sweet. He usually is, when hero work has worn him down, chipped away at his fire until there's nothing left but his worn down bones and the aching desire to be enveloped in you - his head on your chest, your fingers in his hair.

He's nothing but mush in your arms by the time you bring it up, nearly two hundred pounds of limp muscle, eyes half lidded, and slow, warm breath. You think he doesn't hear you at first, more likely he pretends not to; but then you hear a half-hearted, "hmph". And you sigh.

"I'm serious, Kats." you rake your fingers across his scalp absently and he groans in appreciation, furling into you more. "You can't do everything, just look at you."

He peers up at you with one eye, an almost glare, more playful than anything; too tired for anything more. He huffs gently, warm breath across your chest when you don't back down. "We'll talk about it later."

'Later'; meaning never. Still, you don't press him. Not when he's so tired, not when this small moment of peace is all he allows you to offer him.

Ever predictable; there isn't a later, and he finds a way to avoid the conversation, in one way or another. Over and over and over again. You're at the end of your rope just trying to get him to listen.

Instead, you try a last ditch effort at patience, at compromise (usually a losing battle, with him); working him over, little by little.

And it works, mostly.

You find that, most times, you can slip past him while he's cooking to steal the dirty mixing bowls and discarded pans; wash them while he's preoccupied trying not to burn the chicken or fretting over cutting the vegetables 'just right'. That him doing the cooking is non-negotiable, but he'll let you help as long as you stop trying to kiss him while he's "tryin' to make y'r dinner over here, god damnit".

(Don't let him fool you, he likes it).

That it takes you far too long to realize how much he craves being asked for 'help', instead of your usual insistence on helping him. That when he feels appreciated and useful, he's almost eager to share the housework with you, looking almost boyish standing there, hands stuffed in his pockets, the tepid scowl twisting his pretty face betrayed by the blush creeping up the back of his neck when you hum a lilted, "Thank you, Katsuki".

Your strategy's not foolproof, of course; he's still quick to steal whatever you're working on once he's finished his, itching to make himself busy once more.

But it's progress.

Still, no matter how much you try, or how long you pester him, he puts his foot down at taking care of him while he's sick, while he's training or on patrol. Anything that could end with you hurt, or put you in harms way is a hard 'no' - always, always, always.

That's not to say he doesn't let you take care of him ever. Though it was more hassle than it should have been, getting him to just sit comfortable instead of disappearing into the bath for hours, or taking his frustrations out on his poor, battered training equipment.

These days, when he's had an especially tiring evening, he'll sink down into the sofa without you having to say a thing, let you press your fingers into his shoulders and down his spine until the knots unwind. That occasionally he'll let you take him by the hand even, coax him gently into warm water and vanilla scented bubble bath.

That he becomes particularly docile when you're massaging your flowery conditioner into his wily blonde hair. The scent of you - over his waist, around his shoulders, in his hair - it's almost intoxicating, and he wraps his arms around you, like he's desperate for more, burying his face in your chest; sighs like he's at ease for the first time in his life.

It isn't easy, teaching Katsuki to take - but when he lays down with you at night, his eyes are a little brighter, hands hold you a little tighter, a little longer than when all he knew was how to give, give, give. And when his lips find yours, and you can feel his smile against them, you figure all the trouble is worth it.

And when he rolls the both of you over til you're pinned beneath heavy thighs, impish grin on his lips and calloused fingers beneath your shirt, trouble and promise brewing behind his newly fired eyes, well that's just a bonus.

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[bakugotrashpanda]

He didn’t mean to. Oh fuck he didn’t mean to. Bakugou could already feel a headache from the impending lecture his PR agent would give him in the morning – if she hadn’t already seen it. 

This is why he didn’t want a stupid social media presence to begin with, but companies willing to work with him dried up when they heard he didn’t have any accounts for them to exploit. So he did it.

Really, this was Kirishima’s fault. If Bakugou had his way, he would’ve been at home watching his favorite documentary to celebrate his 32nd birthday, but instead he was at a bar getting drunk off his ass. With how much Kirishima loaded into him, someone would’ve thought they were celebrating a 21st birthday. Fucker hadn’t even made sure he got inside his apartment okay after dropping him off. Asshole.

And now he has over a thousand messages, not to mention however many people shared it. He’d hear about this in the morning. 

He aimlessly scrolls through them, mostly from people begging for a chance to be on their knees in front of him. The initial thrill of people describing how they could make him feel good wore off quickly, and he was left with an empty nothingness inside him. These people didn’t know him – not really. They just wanted bragging rights. Guess who sucked a Top 5 hero’s dick? Yeah. Great. 

One message stops him though. A simple hit me up from one dynamight_lover69 no less. He smirks at the name. But it’s not the message that stops him, it’s the video they sent next. A banana on a table. 

Bakugou hesitates, but curiosity gets the better of him and he pushes play. He’s met with an airy chuckle.

“Happy birthday, Dynamight.” Your voice enthralls him. “Let me know if you’re… interested.” The camera shifts and he focuses on your soft lips, a hint of a smirk lifting the corner of your mouth. There’s nothing else he can make out about your face.

You hold up the banana and start to peel it – how can you make peeling a banana look so fucking sexy?

It’s what you do next that has his cock standing at attention. The way your lips part and your tongue comes out. He so badly wants to be the banana you’re teasing. Your moans fill his bedroom as you wrap your mouth around the fruit and start moving it in and out. The thought of you doing that to him nearly makes him burst.

Bakugou has to pause the video to collect himself. Maybe he could jack off to it, imagine your mouth around him. He wraps his hand around his cock and knows that no matter what he conjures in his mine, it’s not going to be as good as the real thing.

Fuck it. You only turn 32 once.

OFFICIALDYNAMIGHT: do you live up to your username?

dynamight_lover69: of course

OFFICIALDYNAMIGHT: send me your address

OFFICIALDYNAMIGHT: i’ll be there in ten

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[doumadono]

Warnings: fem!reader, oral (m & f receiving), fingering, orgasm denial, light dom/sub, names calling, rough, unprotected p in v, creampie

Synopsis: on his birthday morning, Bakugo wakes up early, brimming with restless energy that he needs to release

A/N: the prompt was: very rough birthday morning with dom!Bakugo This is the final fic I wrote for my little event celebrating Bakugo's birthday. I hope you all enjoy it. Happy birthday, my sweet little gremlin!

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST BAKUGO'S BIRTHDAY EVENT 2024

As the first light of dawn crept through the curtains, he stirred in bed, his eyes snapping open with a restless energy. His gaze landed on the figure lying next to him - it was you, your Y/H/C hair tousled on the pillow, and your delicate features softly framing your peaceful sleep.

Without a word, he rolled over and pinned you to the bed, his strong hands gripping your wrists as he stared down at you with fierce determination.

You gasped, your eyes fluttering open wide with surprise. "Katsuki…" you started, but he cut you off with a harsh kiss, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip as his tongue forced its way into your mouth.

You moaned softly, your body arching beneath him as you easily surrendered to his dominance.

He released your wrists, his hands roaming over your body as he tore off your silky nightgown with rough, impatient movements.

"Katsuki! That was my favourite nightgown!" You whimpered, your nails digging into his back as he kissed and bit his way down your exposed neck, his teeth leaving angry red marks on your soft skin.

When he reached your breasts, he took one nipple between his teeth and tugged, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from your parted lips. He repeated the motion with the other nipple, his fingers teasing and pinching until you were writhing beneath him.

He was always rough during sex, but this morning, there was an edge to him that you had never seen before.

His hand moved lower, sliding between your thighs to find you already wet and ready for him. Bakugo growled in satisfaction, his fingers roughly stroking your clit as you cried his name out, your hips already bucking against the heel of his hand.

But he wasn't satisfied with just your pleasure. He licked around your navel, and then got off the bed, like nothing had happened seconds ago. "Get on your fucking knees, babe," he growled, his voice low and commanding.

You eyes widened for a moment before you obeyed his harsh command, dropping to you knees in front of him.

Katsuki towered over you, his hands roughly grabbing your hair as he pulled your head back. Bakugo leaned down, his lips met yours in a brutal kiss, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth once again. He then quickly pushed his black sweatpants down, his cock springing free and resting proudly against his abs, throbbing slightly as his piercing gaze swept over your naked form, so vulnerable before him.

Your eyes widened at the sight of his cock, your mouth watering at the thought of tasting him.

Bakugo grabbed the back of your head and pulled you towards his crotch, the red tip of his cock poking your lips which eagerly parted, allowing him to slide into your mouth. You moaned as you took him in, expertly teasing his cock with your tongue, swirling it around the sensitive head before taking him even deeper.

Bakugo let out a deep groan, his hips bucking as he fucked your mouth at steady pace.

The sound of wet, sloppy sucking filled the room, mixing with Bakugo's moans of pleasure. Your fingers found their way to Bakugo's tight balls, massaging them gently as you continued to suck his cock. Your hands reached up to grab Bakugo's ass, pulling him deeper into your mouth as you gagged on his dick. Your head bobbed up and down, taking more and more of his length into your eager mouth.

Bakugo's hands gripped your hair, guiding your movements.

You could feel his cock hitting the back of your throat, and you gagged slightly.

"Oh, fuck." Katsuki let out a string of curses as he felt the back of your throat hitting the head of his cock on and on, and when you licked the prominent vein on the underside of his shaft, he rolled his head back, sucking his lower lip into his mouth. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but he didn't want to cum yet, so he pulled out of your mouth and helped you to your feet.

Bakugo pushed you back on the bed. He parted your legs and his calloused fingers slid easily into your wetness, his thumb rubbing against your swollen clit. Your hips bucked involuntary as you felt the pleasure building inside of you.

Bakugo's fingers slid in and out of your drenched pussy, his thumb rubbing against your clit faster and faster. He dived between your legs, lapping at your clit, his intense crimson eyes fixed on yours, studying your reaction closely. Katsuki crushed his hungry mouth across your sex, his tongue pushing into you and lapping at your juices. He knew exactly how to tease you, exactly how to drive you insane.

"Katsuki," you moaned his name, arching your back and slipping your hand into his ash blonde hair, tugging at it in an attempt of bringing him closer to your pussy.

You could sense his smirk against your wet core as he pulled his fingers partway out, using them to open your entrance up further. His warm, flexed tongue plunged into you, aiming for depth, moving rhythmically as he tasted your juices with a satisfied hum. He swiped some of your wetness with his fingers, pulling them away from you entirely. Then, he grasped his stiff cock and began jerking himself while eating your pussy, spreading your wetness all over his throbbing shaft, grunting lowly.

"Fuck," you bit your lower lip so hard it drew blood – oh, he was so skilled at going down on you.

He was sucking harder and then nipping at your swollen clit with his sharp teeth.

You couldn't help the scream that erupted from your throat. "Katsuki!" With that, you came all over his mouth.

When he finally pulled away from your sex, his lips and chin glistened with your essence. Bakugo didn't seem phased by it, though. He theatrically licked his fingers clean and ran his tongue over his lips, capturing as much of your taste as possible. "Goddamit, babe, you taste incredible," he praised, and his cock throbbed at his words as if it sought to validate his declaration.

With a savage grin, he flipped you onto your stomach and yanked your hips up, your round ass in the air as he positioned himself behind you.

"Katsuki…" you started again, but he silenced you with a sharp smack on your ass, the sound echoing through the room. You could feel his cock sliding up and down your wet slit, teasing you before Bakugo finally thrust himself inside you. You cried out as he filled you completely, his rough movements sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout your already exhausted body. You cried out, your fingers clenching the sheets as he began to move, each thrust harder and faster than the last.

He grunted with every thrust, his hands gripping your hips as he slammed into you over and over again. "Is this what you wanted, slut?" he snarled, his hips pounding into you with a ferocity that was almost painful. "You wanted me to fuck you rough like this on my fucking birthday, hmmm? To use ya like a fucking whore?" he slapped your ass several times, leaving a red mark in a shape of his hand on your left buttock.

"Yes," you moaned, your face completely buried in the pillow. "Use me for your pleasure, Kats," you begged.

You could barely keep up, your body shaking with overstimulation and pain as he took you roughly doggy style. You moaned and cried out, your voice hoarse as you begged for more, your body craving the intense pleasure he was offering. "More, more, more," you whined, pressing your cheek to his pillow.

He growled in response, his movements becoming even more frenzied as he slammed into you again and again.

You could hear the sound of your flesh slapping together, the wetness of your sex filling the room. As you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, you reached between your legs to rub at your clit.

But Bakugo swatted your hand away, taking over the task himself. He reached around and found your clit, his fingers working it in time with his thrusts. "I'll decide when you come, bitch," he snarled, his fingers working furiously over your swollen bud as he continued to pound into you. He groaned as he felt you squeeze around him. Withdrawing, he moved back into your pussy with full force again and again. He sunk his teeth into the red mark he had made earlier where your neck met your shoulder and moved his body roughly against yours.

Your arousal was so great that it now coated the inside of your trembling thighs.

Bakugo let out a primal growl as he followed soon after, his hot, sticky cum eurpting deep within your pussy, filling you up to the brim, coating your spongy walls completely white with his semen. "Cum for me, slut," he rasped.

And so you came apart beneath him, your second orgasm tearing through you like a storm, your pussy clenching convulsively around his softening cock.

Finally, after a few more shallow thrusts, he pulled out completely and collapsed onto the bed beside you.

You reached up and pushed a few stray pieces of mussed hair off his forhead, and immediately tucked into his strong arms. "Happy birthday," you whispered, brushing your lips against his broad chest.

As you lay there together, panting and spent, Bakugo cradled you in his arms and sighed, his eyes closed as he tried to catch his breath. "Thanks, babe."

You lay next to him, your body still trembling as you tried to process what had just happened. But even as the aftershocks of pleasure faded, you knew one thing for certain: you would never forget the rough birthday morning with your beloved boyfriend Bakugo.

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[kkatsukiss]

ugghhhhhhh thinking about how you n katsu continuously go back to each other… no matter how many years it’s been…

content warnings: swearing, smut (phone sex kinda?), mentions of fingering & blowjob; not proof read!

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it’s been on and off since grade school, you’ve dated people, he’s dated people but you’ve never dated each other. and when you’re in a relationship and he’s single, he needs to be removed and when he’s in a relationship and you’re single, you have to be removed — you can’t trust yourself with katsuki in your phone and neither can he. it’s a constant cycle and you know when it’s about to happen after you’ve just broken up with your boyfriend of a year.

first it’s katsuki adding you on socials again, liking your posts and then it’s:

bakugou katsuki added you on snapchat!

that’s when you know the cycle is about to begin once more. you try to resist adding him back, and he waits patiently because he knows that you can’t resist him. hell, if he was in your position he wouldn’t be able to resist you over the phone, much less if he saw you in person.

what starts off as a few snapchats here and there turns into snapping every single day and then it’s conversations catching up…

and then it’s provocative photos of you in your skimpy little pj set, sending him the perfect angle for him to snap you back immediately with a shirtless photo and one thing leads to the next, he’s sending you videos of him stroking his pretty cock that has you clenching your thighs at the sight.

suddenly, you’re having flashbacks about the time you fucked katsuki at a house party. both too drunk to remember, but boy, was it good. the way that his cock fit so perfect and snug up against your gummy walls with each thrust — it was engrained into your memory.

next thing you know, you’re sending him videos of you playing with your pussy, but not showing him all of it because of course, what’s the fun in that? you love the effect you have on him as he loves the effect he has on you… unbeknownst to you, he manages to catch that small little whimper as you glide your blue vibrator over your swollen clit.

“y/n, oh my fucking god,”

“your moan is so perfect,”

“i wanna hear that in my ear while i fuck your pretty pussy,“

he tells you exactly what you want to hear and you know he’s doing it to get what he wants.

he’s telling you how he missed that time senior year of highschool where you gave him the best head of his life and had him shaking and that he wants nothing more than to eat your pretty pussy out until you cream all over his face after you tell him your ex boyfriend never ate you out…

maybe another chance won’t hurt?

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guys this was SO self indulgent. pls. (i kinda wanna make this a series)

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[wisteria-cherry]

birthday | k. bakugo

birthday special :)

“katsuki.” you whisper. he lay next to you, sound asleep in his bed that you also happened to be in. as much as he prattled on about how he didn’t wanna get caught with you in his dorm, he never said no when you asked to stay.

“katsuki,” you whisper again after he didn’t stir, louder, rolling on top of him. this time, his eyes squeeze a little tighter, his brow furrows just a little bit.

“kats—“

“what.” katsuki interrupts, his hand shooting up to grab your face. even with his eyes shut, he manages to find it perfectly, and his fingers squish your cheeks, making it just a little harder to speak. finally, he opens his eyes.

“ha’y bir’day.” you say best you can. katsuki drops his hand.

“ugh.”

“it’ll be fun, i promise.”

“i said not to plan anything.”

“i must not’ve heard that.” you grin. you definitely heard that.

“fuck you.”

“c’mon, get up.” you roll off of him and move with the intention of swinging your legs over the side of the bed, but you are abruptly stopped by katsuki’s arm, which coiled around your waist and yanked you back next to him.

“katsuki.” you laugh.

“m’not getting up yet. s’too fuckin’ early.” he grunted, his eyes closed again.

“you don’t know that.”

“i saw the clock, dumbass. you woke me up two hours before my morning training.”

“so we can do things, kats. come on, i wanna make you breakfast.” you squirm against his arm, but his grip is unrelenting.

“like hell. you’re a disaster in the kitchen.”

“not when i’m following a recipe.”

“don’t care. i’m still not getting up.”

“you’re no fun.” you poke his cheek, to which he promptly pushes your hand away annoyedly. of course, he’s never really annoyed.

“s’my birthday. i’m doing what i want.”

“oh, so now you want to celebrate your birthday?” you narrow your eyes.

“no, i want to stay in goddamn bed til i actually need to get up.” katsuki retorted. with a dramatic sigh, you relent.

“if i must. for your sake.” you flop over on top of him, resting your chin on his chest and looking up at him with a smile you know katsuki would call idiotic in a second.

“what?” katsuki looked down at you, raising his head just a little to see you better.

“hi.” your grin widens. katsuki’s frown deepens.

“what’d you do?”

“nothing!” you laugh, scooting up so you could look directly down at his face, and conveniently align your lips with his. katsuki’s expression was skeptical as you leaned down and carefully kissed his chapped lips. katsuki seemed to relax at this, his brow no longer furrowed. his hands moved to your waist just as you pull away.

“your lips are chapped, hold on.” you hum, reaching over to his bedside table to get your chapstick, which you promptly applied and then kissed him again. “better?”

“yeah.” katsuki answered absentmindedly, much more focused on looking up at you as his hands moved up and down your sides.

“now, how about we get out of bed and i can make you breakfast?”

“not a chance.”

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[frickingnerd]

trying to win back your heart

pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader

summary: after your break up, bakugou tries to win back your heart - and he's very persistent!

"don't you ever get tired of doing this?"

you sighed and looked at your ex-boyfriend and the big bouquet of flowers he held in his arms. ever since you had broken up with him, after your last fight, bakugou had tried everything to win you back. flowers, sweets, teddy bears, love letters – you had seen it all! 

"never, not when it's about you!"

he grinned so confidently at you, that you just couldn't help but roll your eyes. bakugou was just too stubborn! it was what led to you breaking up with him and now he tried to use this stubborness of his to win you back as well. 

"i told you, i don't need flowers or sweets or whatever…" you were growing frustrated with him. "i just want some time alone right now, alright? once i've calmed down a bit, we can talk again"

that confident grin on bakugou's lips faded away and he lowered his head. 

"could you at least take the flowers then? i don't really have any use for them, you know?"

he reached the bouquet out towards you. you hesitated, but ended up taking it, which caused that stupid grin to appear on bakugou's face again. 

"you took the flowers, so you can't be that mad at me~"

bakugou hummed victoriously, earning a glare from you. 

"shut up and leave before i change my mind…"

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[maapllee]

All The Stars~ PT.3

BAKUGOU X SECRET ADMIRER PT.3

A/N: I love this part n I love writing for y'all, you guys are so sweet. I know I said this part would come out a few weeks ago, but my kitten contacted parvo virus. I hope you guys understand :<

P.S: I'd like to add that one of the next parts will have slightly suggestive themes, nothing too descriptive.

ALL THE STARS PT.1 | ALL THE STARS PT.2

You groaned, jolting awake from what you thought was a short nap. The sun was blazing, hot on your skin now. Your head and throat throbbed- you were dehydrated and miserable. Propping yourself up on your elbows, you took in your surroundings.

Bakugou shut the door to his dorm so hard the walls shook. His muscular back rested against the wooden door. He closed his eyes, panting. The book in his hands felt like concrete, heavy and cold. Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down. Opening the book, he took in the pages- pages and pages of sketches of himself sitting idly in class. He had to admit, you had some real talent there. He looked so calm, taking notes while resting his chin on his palm.

Meanwhile, you pulled your knees towards yourself, taking a minute to recall the past few hours. Eyes widening, you frantically searched around as you remembered you had set your sketchbook down- it would be no short of a disaster if anyone opened that book. Maybe it wasn't THAT great of an idea to carry said book out of your dorm room. Shit. Bakugou pulled Kirishima into his dorm room, his heart beating in his temples now. "Woah, I didn't think L/N would be the one who was putting those gifts in your locker! I can't say I'm surprised though, you guys are so thoughtful with each other." Kirishima nodded. "Thoughtful with wHO, I can't fuckin stand her. She's so annoying and dumb and stupid, almost stupider than Deku." Bakugou shouted, hands on his cheeks.

"Yeah, totes bro." Kirishima deadpanned, patting Bakugou's back. "So, when're ya asking her out? There are a couple good movies in the theatre or that new cafe down the street... We should ask Denki, he looks like the kinda dude to have this kinda experience", Kirishima rambled on and on, which all went over the blond's head, too busy calming the thumping in his chest, his head steaming.

Shaking his head, Bakugou took a deep breath in. "Fuck that, We have training at Ground Beta in half an hour. We'd better start heading over and warming up." Bakugou said, ushering Kirishima out of his room. Closing the door shut, He put his forehead to the cool wood at the thought of facing you at the Ground- knowing you, you must be having a panic attack at the mere thought of your sketchbook being missing- fuck- now that he thought of it, that was fucking selfish of him to do. He wondered if he could slip it into your dorm room while you were on the ground- he could fake an injury or a fever or something, he'd just have to convince Aizawa Sensei. A tough task in itself.

☾

You stood next to Uraraka at Ground Beta. You shifted your weight from one foot to another as your fingers fiddled with your hair, still anxious over how you couldn't find your sketchbook this morning. Bakugou was stretching with the boys in some distance, taking note of how you couldn't hide how anxious you were. Almost in tears, you thought about the possible scenarios. What if someone had taken your book? What if they'd shown Bakugou? What if they'd leaked it all around UA? Your hero career was as good as over.

Aizawa Sensei walked onto the ground, patting your back as he took notice of how down you were. Aizawa Sensei started reading off the pairings for training. You shook your head, taking in deep breaths while steadying yourself to get your head in the game. UA wasn't for the weak and you weren't going to let something as small as this drag you down- they were just sketches and you could always claim the book wasn't yours, un-named as the book was.

"YN/LN and Bakugou Katsuki, please make your way to the centre of Ground Beta."

You physically flinched as you grimaced at the pairing. Uraraka gave you a small push, urging you to step forward. Aizawa Sensei gave you the side eye, wondering what kind of argument you and Bakugou had again, prompting this kind of reaction from you. Little did he know, huh?

TAGLIST: @lovra974 Thanks so much for keeping up with the series~

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[cynicallyneutral]

hbd

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[polymorphin]

happy birthday kacchan!!! 🎂💥 from my shop!

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[echoedthenerd]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE DISGRUNTLED ONION BOY! Bakusquad definitely jumped him and make him wear the birthday hat haha

(SHHH I'M ONLY A LITTLE LATE)

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[sweetnsour1]

10:53:01

Fluff, Bakugou x fem reader

Part 1 of 2

“You’re kidding.”  

“Why would I be kidding?” His tone had shifted. You could hear his brows and eyes furrowing at the strangled laugh you had shakily exhaled. 

“How did you find out?” He had to be fucking with you. 

“Um, the mission briefing...like usual?”  

“What?” Shit, so he wasn’t fucking with you. You blinked away tears of frustration already threatening to leak into your voice. Stupid. 

“Huh?”  

“So, you’re really leaving?”  

“Have to, beautiful.”  

“But...” 

“Yea, I know. I’ll miss you too.” His tone was getting softer with every awkward response you choked out. 

“No, I mean...” You let the words trail off. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d forgotten the meaning behind this quickly approaching date. Your brain couldn’t even craft a way to bring it up without whining. You couldn’t do it. “Just be safe, okay?” 

“The hell do ya think I am? I’m always safe.” 

“Safer than your version of safe, please.” Your tone was firm as it delivered the familiar words, a ritual every time he left for a mission.

The memory of the first time you’d made the request came to you easily. He was in the doorway of your office, backing out, bumping his wide shoulders into the frame as he failed to smoothly exit. Red spread across the skin directly below his mask. You had thought you had overstepped, maybe he was upset that you questioned his performance. Your head had tiled to the side in confusion when instead he only said, “Yes, ma’am.” He landed a smack against the head of the blonde hero snickering behind him as he walked off, mumbling something about shutting up.  

“Mmm.” You smiled. Maybe he was thinking of that day too.  

“‘Mmm’ isn’t a promise.” 

“I’ll be back before Saturday. Promise.” 

“Back with all the parts you left with.” 

“Ya gonna’ love me less if I don’t?” His words were obviously being spoken through a smile now, or a smirk more likely. 

“Depends on what you lose.” A part of you melts at the chuckle let loose in your ear.  

“Bullshit.” 

“Mhmm.” You’re quick to agree but want to hear him laugh again. “If you come back hurt, I’ll just kick your ass for not listening to me.” 

‘What if I come back without an ass?” His laugh is cut short as you hear a familiar voice inform him how that would be highly unlikely to count as coming back safe. The tone on the other end gets harsher as he tells the man with him to mind his damn business. You roll your eyes at the familiar sounds of bickering bubbling between the two heroes. You pull Katsuki’s attention back to you as you catch the sound of Deku’s mediating attempts only pacifying Todoroki.  

“Don’t you have a flight to catch?” 

“Yea.” You quirk an eyebrow at the leftover hostility worming its way into his conversation with you. He hears it too, coughing back to a gentler version before he continues. “I’ll see you Saturday, beautiful.” 

“See you Saturday.” Your words fall forward in a mumble towards the screen already reminding you that you’d ended the call. Fuck. Fuck. 

“Fuck.” 

You rolled your head forward; thankful it was still early enough in the day to start making all the calls you’d need to. You did a few of those dumb square breaths that your therapist swore by. It was annoying that it helped. A feline reminiscent stretch was the only other action you took before opening the most frequently used document saved on your phone. The twinge of regret at the sight of the bright orange header was promptly shoved aside as you began scrolling down to the vendors’ contact info. By the third call, you had quite a script ready to go as soon as someone picked up: Hello, sorry to bother you right before closing. I actually have you guys booked for the event tomorrow night. There’s been a change of plans and I would like you to deliver the (whatever they were in charge of) to (whatever organization could use it) as a donation instead of delivering anything to the venue. After that, it was always a short confirmation of details before you dialed the next number on the list.  

The biggest loss was the venue...no, that was wrong. The biggest loss was not being able to get Bakugou’s birthday right AGAIN. You really weren’t sure anymore if the blame was with you or the universe or maybe Bakugou was a villain whose only agenda was to thwart your birthday attempts. Well, you were pretty sure it was you, but it was way past ridiculous at this point. His birthday had been a disaster or disaster adjacent every year since you’d started dating.  

There was the first one where you got flustered when he had the audacity to go for the first kiss, getting you flustered enough to drop his gift, a very not waterproof limited edition and vintage All Might card, off the bridge and into the river. The next involved a mistake where you accidentally had Kirishima drop him off at the wrong address...not realizing there were two locations for the restaurant you two had your first date at. The one after, you ended up hospitalized for just a few days, missing his birthday completely because your dumb ass didn’t wake up in time. Although he technically had spent it with you, you just weren’t conscious. You both had work the one after that, so not really your fault on that one. But you did forget his present at the office and so ended up giving it to him the day after, so that part was your fault. 

He was always annoyingly understanding about the trouble you ended up causing on the one day every year that you wanted to be the least troublesome. He would just laugh it off, thanking you for an unforgettable day. He’d call you cute or sweet or a menace. He’d say his birthday wasn’t anything to stress about.  

His words would be so much easier to accept if he didn’t seem to feel differently when it came to your birthday. He never gave a gift late or damaged or less than perfect. He never messed up the date or time or location. He never forgot any part of his plans or goals for the day. It was always irritatingly more than what you would’ve imagined or expected. Not that birthdays were a contest, but...if they were, you were fucking losing badly.  

You slid your phone further across the counter after your last call. This was supposed to be the year you got it right. You’d even enlisted a dangerous amount of help for a surprise party: Kirishima to keep Bakugou from finding out, the head assistant at their agency to get the scheduling information just right, Mina was charged with the guest list, Kaminari and Sero were assigned the entertainment (with final approval from you after a near x-rated disaster). You even had Midoriya help you decide on a present.  

Everything was finally going to be perfect. You were so determined. You had even stupidly begun to feel safe in your victory. The party was supposed to be tomorrow. And now, he wouldn’t be back for nine days. Fuck. Fuck.  

“Fuck.” 

You pawed at your phone again, sending a quick text to Mina so she could notify the guests of the cancellation. You were already exhausted from the last half hour of calls and just wanted to crawl into the bed that was now dumber and colder and emptier than it was supposed to be. Before burrowing, you sent “code yellow” to the One Brain Cell group chat, following the ridiculous list of emergency code phrases made up by Kaminari. You didn’t think you’d end up using them, but here you were.  

You then finally set your phone aside for real, pretending to set the urge to sulk along with it. This was part of the job. He was needed and that was a priority...helping people should come first (and it always did). Even if a selfish part of you, that seemed to get louder every time he was called away, wanted nothing more than to convince him to stay. The man you were in love with wouldn’t just give up his purpose or his morals like that. Not even for you. It was admirable. As a hero, you loved and respected that. As his girlfriend, it made you feel more jealous and selfish than you would ever admit.  

You would just have to not suck next year.  

Inspired by the request sent in by @mentallyablaze-writes

Masterlist

Part 2 coming soon

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[piinkmha]

are you smilin' now?!

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