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💥Bakugou being in love💥:
A/N: Hii thank you for the request💗! I hope you like it🥺🙏🏾
before the relationship:
💥we all know Bakugou and emotions don’t go together that well especially LOVE
💥and he would never admit if he’s really in love like that but he’ll give little hints of liking you
💥for example he’ll pay more attention to you and the little stuff you do and low key drag you for little mistakes, because he has no other topic to talk about with you
💥You know, he’d start arguments with you, just so he has your attention
💥,,Oi, dumbass this is not how Geometry works, Idiot” ~ ,,Well show me how it’s done right then!”, ~ ,,Nah, you’re too much of an idiot for that”, ~ ,,No the fuck I’m not you ass”, and so on and so on. You get the drill
💥If he went too far he’d try to make it up to you some how by taking you out to eat or buy you a present, which you always wanted
💥,,Get up. We’re going to eat. I know your fat ass is hungry“ ~ ,,I don’t have any money right now“, ~ ,,I‘ll take you out. Now get the fuck up, Idiot before I‘ll change my mind!“
💥Would deny to his feelings for you to his friends. Always
💥,,Kirishima-Kun! Y/L/N-San and Bakugou-Kun are back from their date!”
💥,,SHUT UP BUBBLE GUM, THAT WASN’T A DATE! SAY SOMETHING IDIOT!”
💥 Daydreaming about you and getting teased for it by his friends
💥,,Yo, Bakugou, why’re you staring at Y/L/N like that?”
💥 ,,Yeah, and why do you give her the look?“
💥,,What the fuck are you two idiots talking about? Shut the fuck up shit hair and pikachu!“
💥,,Aww you like her, right?“ ~ ,,NO THE FUCK I DONT NOW GET OUT OF MY WAY!“
💥 Random compliments every once in a while. Super rare. It would leave everybody in utter shock.
💥,,You’re not that bad, Y/L/N. You have good control of your quirk.“~ ,,Oh…I- uhm thank you, Bakugou.“
💥 Everybody: ,,…“
💥,,WHAT‘RE YOU STARING AT, FUCKING EXTRAS?“
in a relationship:
💥Now, I believe that Bakugou is still somewhat insensitive in a relationship but he does his best, because he loves you more than anything.
💥He’d bring you random gifts and treat you so well, you might ask yourself where the rude hedgehog is.
💥Also Bakugou loves to be around you at all times!
💥He looks for body contact with you a lot by cuddling, hugs (a ton of hugs!), hugs from the back. Although he would never admit, that he loves it and pretend to not like it, you think he likes it more than you
💥Plays with your hair. He likes to twirl a hair strand around his finger and watch the way it curls when he releases it
💥 Back rubs and forehead kisses🥺😍
💥 As I already said Bakugou would be insensitive asl, but he’d try his best to treat you as good as possible and make sure you have everything you need
💥Gass you up, without really noticing
💥 ,,My girl is so beautiful. You look so gorgeous! I’ll kill anybody who looks at you” ~,,I- Babe no, you won’t.’’ ~ ,,Says who?”
💥Bakugou sometimes doesn’t now how exactly to express his love for you with words, therefore he tempts to squish you in a hug or pack the nice things he wants to say in a mean context.
💥Like, you guys would be laying around in your bed and he’d just say something totally random.
💥It would sound like something like this: ,,Oi dumbass, don’t you think because I love you, I wouldn’t fight you if you were a villain. If you were a fucktard of villain, I’d howitzer impact the shit outta you. You’re lucky you aren’t”
💥 Deny that he said the L word first
💥,,Soooo, you love me?” ~ ,,I didn’t say that.“ ~ ,,Yes, you did!“ ~,,No the fuck I didn’t!“ ~,,…“~ ,,What? Stop grinning like that before I blast that grin off of you face.“ ,,It‘s alright. I love you too Kacchan. Sleep well“
💥Once you fell asleep he‘d sigh and just admire your beauty
💥,,I do love you, you Idiot.“
💥Detention💥 (Bakugou x fem!reader)
Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader
Warnings: smut, lowkey dissing while fucking, public sex, kinda sassy reader
A/N: Ok so I made this…and It took a whoooole turn from what it was supposed to be. So yeah.
,,…and think about your behavior and how to handle things like this as an upcoming hero“, Aizawa Sensei said, audibly and visibly exhausted as he looked at you and the annoyed ash blond, two seats away from you to your left.
,,This dumbass shouldn’t have started shit from the get go, if she can’t finish it“, Bakugou grumbled pissy, with his arms crossed on his chest and his narrowed crimson eyes fixed on the wall across from him.
Indignantly, you gasped for air, raising your eyebrows in disbelief.
,,I started shit? If you otto rocket built bitch wouldn’t obsess over me and always tryna argue with me-“
,,Stop it, kids! I don’t have the time nor the energy for that. I don’t care whoever started this, both of you are in trouble anyway!“ Aizawa Sensei mumbled stressed, massaging his temples.
He grabbed his yellow sleeping bag, preparing to leave this room full of tension.
,,I‘ll be back in about two hours. I need peace and some rest. When I‘m back, I want that you already solved the situation and to agree with each other. Got it?“
,,I asked, if you got it“, Aizawa Sensei repeated with a pressuring undertone in his voice. You nodded annoyed, turning your head to the side.
,,I got it, dammit“, Bakugou cussed, obviously as unhappy with the situation as yourself.
,,Good. Can‘t believe I have to waste my evening for that.“ With that being said, Aizawa left the classroom, slandering down the hallway into the teacher‘s room.
It was uncomfortably silent in the room, as you didn’t try to waste one glance at Bakugou and vice versa, the pride getting the best of you.
Usually you wouldn’t care about detention with anybody, but the person to your left wasn’t anybody. It was Bakugou Katsuki, your crush since your first year at UA High.
Well, no. He was definitely not your crush, since he is pretty obnoxious and mean, but you couldn’t argue about how attractive he was.
It was something about Bakugou, that made your body feel all hot and tingly when he was around. Something, that made you crave his rough hands all over your body and his pink lips harshly sucking on your neck, while you lightly tug on his hair.
But it shouldn’t be, since it was very obvious to you that he didn’t like you at all. Regardless of his opinion about you, you did your best not to jump on his lap and smash your lips on his.
You shook your head, trying to remove those tempting pictures out of your head, rummaging around your bag, pulling you smartphone out, so you could distract yourself.
Curious, Bakugou gave you a side glance, observing your actions.
,,Oi, dumbass. Put that fucking phone away. It’s against the rules”, he finally spoke, breaking the weird silence.
,,It was against the rules too, when you forced Midoriya-Kun to fight you”, you answered sassy, continuing to scroll around on your phone screen.
Bakugou grumbled in response, probably cursing you. A cheeky smile crept up your face.
Suddenly you heard a squeaky sound, signalizing, that a chair was pushed back, before a big shadow appeared over you. Two big hands slammed on your table, as spiked hair tickled your forehead.
You lifted your head up, removing your eyesight from your screen as your (e/c) eyes interlinked with crimson eyes.
Bakugou’s face was so close to yours, you tried not to gasp for air in surprise as your heart rate went up times 100 in comparison to before.
,,Look, Idiot. I’m not trying to be your fucking friend, alright? I got shit to do, so you better cooperate, so I can leave“, he mumbled dangerously, not breaking the eye contact.
You swallowed the lump in your throat, trying not to press your lips on his.
,,Do I look like I wanna be friends with sonic the hedgehog? I preferred Shadow anyway“, you said calmly, putting on a poker face as you tried to sound as cool as possible.
You pursed your lips, looking up and down from his eyes to his soft looking lips, trying to keep you hormones under control.
Bakugou raised an eyebrow, as he noticed your moving pupils. As he realized the amount of attraction you felt towards him, he licked over his curled up lips, causing your abdomen to pull together.
,,W-what?“, you stumbled, your voice shaky as your nervousness increased. Bakugou chuckled breathy, causing you to feel highly insecure under his view.
He lowered his head even more, a sheet of paper could barley fit between the two of your faces. Surprised, you pushed your chair back as the grin on his face grew even wider.
,,What are you doing?“, you asked hastily as you stood up. ,,You’re such a fuckin‘ idiot Bakugou. I‘m outta here!“ You grabbed your stuff, ready to rush through the door, before Bakugou grabbed your upper arm pulling you back.
,,Where do you think you’re going, Stupid?“, he asked seriously, his face undefinable, not showing any emotion.
,,I said I‘m outta here!“ Before you could pull the doorknob to open the door, you body was turned around, your back hitting the door.
You hissed in surprise and slight pain. Your eyes met those damn crimson eyes again, as you opened them to get clear about your surroundings.
,,Are you crazy? That hurt!“, you complained, trying to push him off of you but he didn’t budge. You were trapped between his body and his arms, placed left and right next to your shoulders as he towered over you.
,,You can‘t leave until we figured this shit out dumbass“, he grumbled lowly, sending a cold shiver down your spine. Bakugou didn‘t seem angry or annoyed as per usual. He was rather intimidatingly calm and balanced.
,,Wh-why don’t we just tell Aizawa that we‘ve had an agreement. He‘ll surely believe us“, you stumbled nervously as you nibbled on your bottom lip.
,,Because I wanna solve this fucking situation my way“, he mumbled.
You squinted your eyes as Bakugou suddenly lifted his right hand, afraid of him to slap you across the face but you soon relaxed in surprise as you felt his rough fingers tugging on your bottom lip.
,,Did you think I‘d slap you?“, he asked slightly concerned watching you nod lightly. He growled lowly before a grin covered his face.
,,The only thing I’ll slap is that fat ass of yours”, he said amused leaving you in utter shock as you realized what he’d just said.
You ripped your eyes wide open as you understood how serious he was.
,,W-wait we can’t do this!”, you said defensively.
,,Didn’t Aizawa say we’re supposed to solve the situation? He didn’t say how, did he?”
Hesitantly, you began biting your lip again before Bakugou roughly tugged on your chin, causing you to stop.
,,Oi, stop biting your fucking lips off. I still need them around my cock later”, he smiled cocky, releasing your chin.
You frowned. ,,I fucking hate you Bakugou Katsuki”, you hissed before harshly pressing your lips on his. It even caught him by surprise, since he didn’t kiss you back at first.
You thought you had the dominance over him but as soon as he kissed you back, he slid his hand around your throat, lightly pulling you away from the door as he pushed you on the teacher’s desk never breaking the kiss.
Bakugou roughly pushed his tongue between your lips, searching for a battle with your own. Both of you fought for the dominance but he won, grinning larking into the kiss.
Your lips parted before you felt Bakugou placing wet kisses all over your neck, sucking on the sensitive skin. Your legs wrapped around his waist, hansa tugging on his blonde spikes, just as you’d dreamed before.
Feeling Bakugou so close to you felt even better than you’d imagined all the time. His lips were even softer than they looked and the kisses on you neck even more intense than you thought.
His hands grabbed the collar of your shirt, ready to unbutton it, but you stopped him.
,,We don’t have that much time you blockhead. Just fuck me!”, you whispered between heavy breaths. You heard a low throaty chuckle before Bakugou pulled your legs, causing you to lay on your back snd your legs on his shoulder.
You shrieked as his action caught you by surprise.
,,Oi, shut the fuck up idiot or you won’t get anything.“
,,Are you dumb? I can live without dick! You want this pussy though!“, you argued, supporting your upper body on your elbows. Bakugou frowned in annoyance.
,,We only have about 30 minutes until Aizawa Sensei comes back. Do you really think your weak ass could make me cum that fast?“, you challenged even though it was obvious to you, that Bakugou‘s mere existence could make you cum.
,,You wanna challenge me, dumbass?“, he asked raising an eyebrow at you.
,,Sure, stupid ass bitch!“
Suddenly, Bakugou flipped you around, causing you to kneel on all fours, facing the window across from you.
,,Stop twisting an flipping me like a fucking pretzel!“, you complained.
,,Stop fucking complaining. If we had a bed and more time, you‘d look like origami.“ You giggled at his straightforwardness but your laughter muted quickly, as you felt a harsh slap on your ass, only covered by your panties.
You gasped, listening to the slap sound echoing through the room. You felt how you panties were pushed to the side, exposing your already wet folds.
,,Mmh, so wet for me, talking about I can’t make you cum that fast“, he said cockily placing another harsh smack on your ass. You jolted forward moaning in response. You could hear the grin out of his chuckle at your reaction to him.
Bakugou implied to take of your panties, by tapping on your upper thigh.
You tilted your head to the side, looking at what Bakugou was about to do next but he noticed and roughly pushed your face down on to the cold wooden desk material.
,,Are you crazy?“, you mumbled as he still held your head in place.
,,Ass up and face down babygirl.“ You felt your abdomen clenching at the sound of his voice, unable to resist his sassy behavior.
,,Let me get a taste of you, princess“, Bakugou hummed happily, spreading your ass cheeks apart as he lowered his head. Finally you felt his warm tongue licking from your clit to your dampness causing you to let out a long satisfied moan.
Bakugou began to passionately make out with your heat, sucking and licking out your juices and flicking his tongue on your nerve bud, leaving you as a moaning mess.
,,You like that don’t you?“, he asked before humming against your clit, sending vibrations through your body. You simply nodded, to focused on the amount of satisfaction his actions brought within you. You felt your high slowly reaching you.
,,Answer Daddy, bitch”, Bakugou demanded slapping your ass again.
,,Ow!”, you shrieked annoyed sending him a death glare. ,,Shut the fuck up Katsuki! Just do your fucking job!”
,,My job? Fuck are you talking about, Brat?”
You laid your head back down, waiting for Bakugou to continue eating you out, as you ignored his question. Suddenly you felt a big hardness stretching out your walls.
,,Oh fuck”, you moaned surprised as you realized what it was. You didn’t expect Bakugou to be this big although he radiates big dick energy.
His member filled every inch inside of you, causing you to press the air out of your lungs and buck your back at the amount of intensity.
As you adjusted to his size, you waited for him to move but, s you didn’t felt anything moving, making you got impatient.
,,What are you waiting for? Move.”, you whined
,,Oi, bitch, call me daddy first!”, he insisted.
,,Stop calling me a fucking bitch, Idiot!”
You heard Bakugou growl throaty, as he understood you wouldn’t give in so fast, so he finally began moving.
He went relentlessly fast, almost as if he hated you. His sudden roughness didn’t give you any time to clear your mind as you moaned nonstop for yourself.
Bakugou arched your back, intensifying the pleasure for the both of you, causing you to cry out in satisfaction.
,,Fuck, you feel better than I‘d imagined“, he said between his heavy breathing as he continued to fuck you merciless.
As his tip began to rub against your G-Spot it didn’t take you long until you felt your interrupted high from earlier to approach you again.
,,Katsuki, I’m gonna cum!”, you cooed as you began to move your hips to his consistent rhythm. The slapping sound turned up banging through the room in combination with your irregular moans.
,,Oi, beg me!”, he demanded.
,,N-no!”, you stumbled to focused on your upcoming high. Suddenly he stopped moving, again taking the needed release from you.
,,H-hey! Why’d you stop!”
,,Fucking beg me. What do you want, baby?”, he said provoking, scratching on your pride.
,,Come on, Katsuki please!” you pleaded hesitantly. He placed his hands on the table left and right next to your ass, his chest touching the got skin of your butt as his cock still rested inside of you.
You knew he wouldn’t give you what you wanted until you gave him what he wanted first. You sighed needy.
,,Please fuck me Katsuki. I need you to fuck me till I cum. Please!”, you begged embarrassed.
,,Aren’t you forgetting something”, he whispered lowly in your ear, causing goosebumps all over your skin. You knew what he was implying. You clenched you jaw, as your pride got disrespected.
,,Please Daddy”, you pressed through gritted teeth, listening to the low chuckle of the ash blond from behind you, before you felt the reckless pounding continuing.
He pulled your upper body up by your neck, arching your beg for the ultimative feeling for the both of you. Before you even realized your walls clenched around his length, milking all his juices as he poured them inside of you.
Bakugou grunted lowly as he rode both of your highs out, letting go of your neck, causing your upper body to fall back on the desk.
,,Oh my god”, you mumbled perplex as you tried to process what just happened.
,,Guess I won the challenge, didn’t I?”, Bakugou grinned mischievous as he watched you wiping away the mixture from your cum with your panties.
,,I guess”, you smiled uncomfortably as you hopped off the desk. Reusing those panties wasn’t possible now, so you accepted the fact, that you had to walk back without panties on.
Your eyes slid to the clock on the wall, as Bakugou and you tried to rearrange the room to its original state.
As you wiped over the desk, you glanced at Bakugou, who’d casually leaned against the blackboard calmly following your movements.
,,What?”, you asked annoyed.
,,You owe me a Blowjob.”
,,I don’t owe you-“ But before you could finish your sentence, the door was ripped open and a sleepy man in a sleeping bag appeared behind it.
,,So students, I hope you were able to clear any misunderstandings and agreed with each other. With that being said; you are dismissed”, Aizawa Sensei sighed relieved, as he made space for you, implying to leave the room.
Both of you grabbed your things, you rushing pass him first. You felt highly uncomfortable walking past your teacher after what happened on his desk, especially without panties on meanwhile Bakugou seemed unbothered as always.
You rushed down the hall way and as you wanted to turn, a big hand grabbed your upper arm, lightly pulling you back.
,,My room in 2 hours”, he said before he left through the school entrance, leaving you nervous.
Didn’t matter how much you tried to ignore the feelings Bakugou stirred up within you, you couldn’t deny how much you wanted to repeat this experience with him.
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[pairing; katsuki bakugou x gn! reader]
[warnings; fluff, shapeshifting, meet-cutes sorta, cuddles, smooches, one (1) very shy blushy bakugou]
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it’s quiet as you make your way to your apartment, the moonlight casting a pretty path for your wearied feet to follow. interning was brutal, even if it wasn’t for hero work; everyone in the office treated you like the pack mule, and you could only hope to be granted a full time gig at the end of all this torture.
as it stands, you’re looking forward to a hot bath, some wine, and shitty tv till you pass out, especially with the long holiday weekend ahead. friday to monday, you had absolutely nothing planned, and you intend to keep it that way - phone on silent, door triple locked except for takeout, and endless netflix binges.
the sight of one panicked, half dressed izuku midoriya on your doorstep threatens your carefully crafted plans, and you sigh internally. great.
“izu? what’s going on, is that……. why are you wearing a cinderella dress?” a cinderella dress for five year olds, you add mentally, but you decide to spare him that mockery. he looks stressed enough.
you’d known izuku since grade school, and had remained friends with the green haired boy all the way through UA. while you had opted for a quieter route in life, he’d gone full pro-hero, and you were proud of him. he’d helped you more than once in the past too, being in the top ten already in his first year of hero work, and you couldn’t say you minded all the vip perks being his friend entailed. which is why when he set those pleading green eyes on you, you knew you were screwed.
“[y/n]! i hate to do this, i know you wanted a peaceful weekend, but you’re the only person i know who’s not either working or out of town. i need you to watch him for me.” he holds up his crossed arms to reveal a ridiculously fluffy pomeranian pup, wrapped in a blanket you recognize from your many sleepovers with izuku.
“what? but, where -“ before you can even begin to protest - or ask questions - izuku’s dumped the fluffy bundle in your arms, darting past you into the moonlit night like some lanky, sparkly-dressed phantom.
“you’re the best, [y/n]! don’t try and pet him, he’s bitey!” great. you look down at the fluffy bundle of puppy, watching as he snarls at you grumpily.
once you’d made it inside and set the angry little dog down, you evaluated the situation. you had a little dog food left over from petsitting for a friend, and you still didn’t have to leave the house very often - except to walk the little demon, who was currently inspecting every inch of your bathroom like a health official. he was a fluffy little shit, ash blonde with red eyes and … almost pointed eyebrows? weird. izuku hadn’t given you a name, so you simply shrug as you lean down to pet him.
“youre not so bad, are you mr fluffkin- ow! jesus fuck, you gremlin!” the small dog immediately launches itself at your petting fingers, nipping with surprisingly sharp canines as you pout. “you don’t deserve the mr. fluffkins title. i should call you rat bastard instead.” the dog simply growls again, and you stick your tongue out at him before heading to the kitchen.
after bandaging your minor wound and shooting a “you owe me so much, he’s a demon,” text to izuku, you set about making yourself dinner. some leftover curry and rice, nothing fancy - this was your weekend off, after all. you set aside some kibble and wet food for rat bastard too; just because he was mean didn’t mean he should starve. you leave the bowl on the floor before sitting on the couch with your own food, finally relaxing into the cushions like you’d wanted.
the peaceful bliss lasts all of thirty seconds.
rat bastard takes a running leap towards his food bowl and splatters its contents all over your kitchen, barking up a storm as he tears it apart. it’s clear he’s not pleased with your offering, and instead has hopped up on your kitchen table to eat curry directly out of your cooking pot. what the fuck.
“hey ! get the - stop it! bad dog,” you scold angrily, holding the yipping little terror out and away from you to avoid those sharp teeth. watching him wriggle and seethe flips a switch in your mind, and you laugh uncontrollably before putting him down. “you remind me of bakugou,” you tease, swatting the dog gently on the rear before cleaning up.
katsuki bakugou was…. well. to say a crush of yours would be understating it just a little. you’d met him around the same time you’d met izuku, although you weren’t nearly as close. he could be rude, insufferable even, but over time he’d matured into a reasonable hothead with muscles you caught yourself drooling over more often than you’d like. still, he was certainly far out of your league, and so you content yourself with just being distant friends.
“i think i’ll call you mini-suki. you’re a fun size version,” you tease the pup, laughing at the way his yapping only gets louder and angrier before patting him quickly on the head. “goodnight, mini-suki. i put a pad down if you need to potty.” izuku had texted you that the dog was potty trained and could generally fend for himself, and you were at least relieved you didn’t have to watch him too closely - at least, when there wasn’t a pot of curry out.
mini-suki is hot at your heels as you make your way into your bedroom, watching you fluff up your pillows. the moment you start changing, however, he dives under your bed with a yip, almost like he’s surprised - how funny, a pup with manners. “you’re a gentleman, huh mini-suki? did you wanna cuddle?” you coo at the fluffy dog after youve changed and brushed your teeth, pulling him out from under the bed and snuggling him to your chest. at first, he’s wiggling and yipping in protest, but after a moment, he’s half asleep in your arms, one paw over your hand rubbing his tummy.
“everyone’s weak for belly rubs, huh mini-suki?” you laugh, settling the dog onto your bed before curling up under the covers. you’re fast asleep before you realize, and so is mini-suki, your joint snores filling the quiet bedroom.
over the next few days, you settle in with mini-suki fairly well; he’s not a terrible houseguest, and he’s mostly all bark with minimal bite. he is, however, a stage five clinger - when you’re on the couch or in bed, he’s in your lap demanding to be pet, and if you’re not home, he has to come with you, or else he’ll yelp and bark loud enough for the neighbors to think he’s dying. he tried to bite a dude who was hitting on you in the supermarket, and he pissed on an old lady’s shoe who yelled at you on the street, so he’s definitely a little territorial - but it’s almost sweet, like he’s being protective. you reward him with plenty of kisses and ear rubs, so you’re definitely encouraging him.
but now, it’s monday, and izuku’s coming any minute to pick mini-suki up again. you still have no idea who the dog belongs to, but you’re already prepping your tears so that you can keep him - the pair of you have bonded, over curry and bad rom-coms, he can’t leave.
“what do you think, mini-suki? can we make a run for it? i know some really cool places we can visit on the beach, and then izu will never find us,” you joke, booping the little pup on the nose. he barks, once then twice before licking you finger, and you smile.
“yeah you’re right, he is stupidly fast. he’d catch up to us no sweat. you gotta promise to visit me then, okay? i’m gonna miss you,” you admit, a few silly, heat of the moment tears escaping you as you bury yourself in the fluffiness of mini-suki’s fur. he’s warm and soft, and for a moment you almost feel a hum coming from his teeny body. weird.
and then he starts fucking growing, and your tears turn to panicked yelps as you tumble off the couch.
when you peek your head up over the couch again, mini-suki is gone. in his place is one bright red and pissed off katsuki bakugou, dressed in a hot pink sparkly outfit similar to the one izuku was wearing when you’d seen him last. oh fuck.
“don’t. say. a word.” he grits out, and a million questions run through your mind at once.
“so no more belly rubs, mini-suki?” the answering yell you get in response is worth being chased around your apartment, especially when izuku shows up an hour later to find you both curled up on the couch, your fingers laced through katsuki’s ash blonde hair as you pet him. he’d explained everything once he’d gotten tired of trying to blast you to hell, and a cuddle was clearly the solution to all this mess.
once a pup, always a pup.
Now all I can think about is Mama Bakugo sending her angry explosive son to music lessons as a way to give him some sort of creative outlet for all his rage. What instrument did she have him learn? Piano? Drums? Violin? All of those images are just hilarious to me because he doesn’t come off as the artistic type but he clearly paid attention to the lessons because he picked up the drums super fast.
Also, I’m pretty sure Izuku was the one who let it slip that Bakugo used to take music lessons as a kid in the first place
Bakugou may be an asshole, but he’s an asshole that cares
CHARACTER PAIRING: Pro Hero! Katsuki Bakugo x reader
WORD COUNT: 1,319
SYNOPSIS: After a long week from university and a part-time job, you’re stressed and out of your mind, but you have Bakugo to help you.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: a fic trade with @candychronicles! go check out her account because she writes really good fics!
“You came home late,” Bakugo calls from the kitchen, his gaze sharpening. His ruby eyes widen at the sight of you, and his neutral look hardens into a glare. “Baka, why didn’t you bring an umbrella?”
He wears a cotton white apron that hugs his figure nicely, reading kiss the chef in red letters, courtesy of Kaminari from your housewarming party. A white undershirt clings onto his muscles, making sure that every physical feature of his is highlighted in your eyes. If you weren’t so upset, you probably would have taken time to admire his ass, but your whole mind is clouded with thoughts of today, this week, and everything that will happen next week.
He would be a brat. You’d tease him in the bedroom while he’d try his best to not let you know that your slow pace on his cock was driving him crazy. A certain arch of your back, and swivel of your hips would have him gripping onto you as a curse leaves his lips while he quickly tries to gain his composure.
‘Do you need to cum baby?’ You’d tease him with a smirk on your face as Bakugou rolls his eyes, a growl escaping his throat.
‘Fuck no, I’m just fine,’ Bakugou manages to choke out as you move your hips sharply, making him throw his head back as another curse leaves his lips. He moves his hips up against yours as he grabs at you, desperate to make sure that you can feel just exactly how desperate he is for you.
‘Look at you, look at how desperate you are for me. It’s so fucking cute,’ You say with a giggle and Bakugou growls as he looks up at you.
‘I’m not desperate. You’re fucking-‘ Bakugou starts, but stops when a sharp smack sounds in the room, and you pull your hand back from his face as Bakugou looks up at you with a feral look in his eyes. He smirks when he can feel the blood trickle down from his now split lip and licks at it before chuckling at you, admiring just how spunky you are.
‘Yes ma’am. I am pretty desperate for your pussy.’
Thanks @aliceinthemadness for saying I should have the reader slap Bakugou. I think I have a new kink now… 👀
Okay, I loved this, I hope I did it justice! Request are open!
-okay, so, just imagine, he falls asleep watching Bob Ross almost every night
-he doesn’t want to admit it but it helps him relax and clear his mind, and he just likes it, he never tells anyone though
-you didn’t even find out until you had been dating for about a year, one day he was sick, like, unable to get out of bed, high fever sick (because we know he wouldn’t stay home unless it was bad)
-you came by to bring him some soup and just take care of him, knowing he would be too weak to complain, and you found him curled up on the couch in a blanket burrito (I’m too soft for this save me) watching old episodes
-he would be too tired to even try to hide it, he explained that it relaxed him but you just shushed him, telling him it didn’t matter, it was sweet
-ever since then you would come over and you both would fall asleep watching, his arm around you and your head on his chest
-you noticed there was one episode that he would put on more than the others, you didn’t know what was special about it but you decided to take a chance and see if he wanted to do something cute with you (let’s be real though he would be so soft for you, you were the one person he let his guard down around)
-“babe? can we try paining this one someday?”
-of course he would say yes, adding something about how “he can’t paint trees better anyway”
-so you for all the paint and some canvases and knowing you two, you put down a tarp in case you made a mess
-you both started trying really hard to follow, but you were too playful for your own good so of course, you painted his arm
-he started yelling, but his heart was melting at the way you were giggling, so he painted your cheek as payback, causing you to laugh more and, god he could listen to that sound all night
-a few minutes later and you were both laying on the tarp, covered in paint
-“you know we could be one of those cute Instagram couples who paint stuff on each other’s back” You mention, earning a scoff
-“we are way better than any Instagram couple”
-so of course you take selfies, him looking angry in most but there are a couple good ones, your favorite was when he thought you were done and he was kissing your head (yes it’s not your screensaver)
-so you never actually finished the painting but neither of you really cared
-you just enjoyed seeing this side of him, a side that people don’t believe he has
-like, people don’t understand why you stay with him, but they don’t see him when you are alone, where he can be rude and angry to everyone else, he was just a big softy to you
-so he will paint with you and let you join in his quiet Bob Ross time any time if it makes you happy
Chapter 3 - Sleepless Nights
I roll over for what feels to be the hundredth time already. I couldn’t get a grip on what Kaminari had said. I bite my lip anxiously as I take my phone off the dresser and message Bakugou.
K: Hey, you awake?
B: What do you need Shitty Hair?
K: Not really anything, I just can’t sleep, I have too much on my mind right now…
B: And how am I supposed to help with that?
K: I’m not sure, you were the first person I could think of.
B: Wow I’m flattered
I feel my face get red as I cover it with a pillow, lowering it when I hear my phone buzz.
B: No dumbass, it was sarcasm.
K: I knew that!!!! Anyways, are you ready for the test tomorrow?
B: Am I ready?! OF COURSE IM READY SHITTY HAIR WHAT ABOUT YOU??
I smirk and just as I’m about to respond, I get another message, from Midoriya ironically.
M: Kirishima I’m sorry to message you this late but I thought I should let you know that Kacchan is blowing his room up again, and normally in these situations you’re the only one who can talk him down,
I laugh again before getting up and responding.
K: Yeah I don’t mind, I’ll be there in a sec.
M: Thank you!! ( ꈍᴗꈍ)
I slip my shoes on and open the door. I heard loud banging as I did so. ’Ah he is blowing his room up.’ I shake my head and head to his room. There’s another explosion as I knock on the door. “GO AWAY DEKU YOU NERD!” I flinch slightly as his sudden shouting. “Dude it’s me open the door..” I try and keep my voice low as possible. After a second the door opens, and in front of me stands Bakugou. I look around him at his room, he destroyed his dresser and his work out dummy.
“What do you want Shitty Hair?” I roll my eyes and walk into his room. “Don’t you have any other nicknames for me?” Bakugou shifts his feet and closes the door. “I think ‘Shitty Hair’ gets the point across.” I shrug and sit on his bed, crossing my legs. “So why were you blowing up your room?” He comes and sits on the floor, keeping his head down and ignoring the question. I poke his head several times. “STOP IT SHITTY HAIR!” I laugh and put my hand down.
My phone buzzes a moment later and I check to see who it is. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Bakugou look at me before glancing away. The message was from Midoriya again.
M: Thanks again Kirishima, I just didn’t want Mr. Aizawa to have to get involved.
I chuckle. 'sounds about right for Midoriya.’ I’m quick to respond, not seeing how Bakugou shifted a bit farther away from me.
K: Not an issue dude, try and get some sleep before the test tomorrow.
M: The test!! I completely forgot!!!
K: Yeah I did too until I looked at the notes.
M: Man I have to get up early and study, night Kirishima!
K: Night Midoriya
I look over to Bakugou, his head is on his knees. “Hey what’s wrong?-” as I’m about to reach out to touch his shoulder he looks at me, I can’t understand the expression on his face. “Who was that..?” I look back at my phone before slipping it in my pocket. “It was just Midoriya.” I noticed that he relaxed just slightly at my answer. “What did that nerd want?” I slip off the bed and sit myself next to him on the floor. “He messaged me and told me that you were blowing stuff up, he was just thanking me.”
Bakugou grunted and looked away before yawning. I had been in his room for almost an hour and a half now. I checked the time '1:48 AM’ I sighed and stood up. “I should get going.” Bakugou nodded, he looked like he was wanting to say something. I patted his shoulder and walked out of the room, back to my dorm.
Once back I kicked my shoes off and threw myself on the bed and immediately fell asleep. Dreams of him filled my brain and I woke up the next morning tired and confused.
B A K U G O U K A T S U K I
M Y H E R O A C A D E M I A
Bakugou Katsuki is a trash character that didn’t deserve a redemption arc because he was an abuser and by redeeming him the lesson is that we should be complacent to our abusers and not go to trusted authority figures (COUGH COUGH AIZAWA COUGH YAGI COUGH COUGH) when things get out of hand, and also to make excuses for them because it’s just “who they are”.
No, I do not take criticism.
Kacchako AU Fic (1)
Paparazzi! Uraraka X Band Member! Bakugou
Triggers: Panic Attacks, Depression, Stalker/Stalker Tendencies
(lowercase in intentional)
i took the picture of the man and quickly went back to my hiding place. i pull my cap down and take a look at the picture. “still blurry. damnit,” i mutter under my breath.
i sigh and adjust the camera strap around my neck before letting it go. i sigh and adjust the camera strap around my neck before letting it go. “wish they made these things more comfortable,” i complain. i groan a bit and start my way to my car. now you might just be asking, what is a 24 year old woman doing taking pictures of other people in secret for? well, i work for a popular magazine called Yuuei as a paparazzo photographer. yes, i’m a part of the terrible paparazzi that everyone hates.
i finally make it to my car and hit the unlock button on my keys. i open the door and slump in my seat with a groan. i sit back up and put the keys into the ignition and start the car. i take the camera off and set it in the passenger seat. i put my seatbelt on and pull out of my parking space. i merge into the line of cars waiting at the red light and sigh.
“okay, so looks through the photos and see which one’s are usable. mr. aizawa’s gonna kill me if all of them are blurry,” i mutter to myself. i quickly see what i’m doing and laugh a bit. “i’ve been hanging out with izuku too much.”
i make couple left turns before taking a final right into the entrance to the Yuuei building. a security guard stops me and i roll down my window.
“hello, mr. torino! how are you today?” i say with a smile as i pull out my keycard.
he smiles at me, “hello, mrs. uraraka. i’m doing just fine, thank you for asking.” he grabs my keycard, swipes it and a tiny green light lights up. “i’m sorry i have to do this every time, but it’s protocol.” he hands me back my keycard.
i shake my head. “oh no it’s okay! just don’t overwork yourself, okay?” i take the keycard and put it back in my bag.
he nods with a sweet smile and the gate opens. i wave goodbye before driving inside.
i grab my bag and camera and put the camera around my neck, keeping my bag in my hands. i do a quick rundown of everything i need and what i have in my hands. “okay i think i have everything,” i think out loud. i nod slightly and get out of my car.
because why not post this on here lmao. it’s on my twitter so 🤷♀️