#katsuki bakugou x reader lemon

[ovaova]

💕🛁Shits n’ bubbles 🛁💕

(Like shits n’ giggles haha get it..? Y’a..? No.. y’a okay-)

Request from friend, co written by her too <3

CW: Shower fucking, husband and wife with family, that’s about it Fr

(Both the reader and Bakugo are fully grown adults and are parents so don’t come for me- Minors you should alr know, so if you get in trouble- that ain’t on me 🤷🏽‍♀️)

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“Nnngh fuck..baby..” Katsuki groaned as he held your waist against his in the relaxation of your shared shower.

The hot steam covered you both and coated all the glass possible in your bathroom.

The feeling of his skin knocking against yours was sending you over into heaven.

He’s sitting down on the shower seat, legs spread wide open with you sat right where you belong, in his lap riding him good and hard.

It had been so long, too long, since you’ve had him snugly inside you and boy were you so so sensitive.

With being parents with busy Hero schedules, there isn’t a lot of times where you two can be intimate like this, so when you both were off for the night with no late patrols- you both took what you could.

It was currently around 2:00 AM, and you couldn’t feel more needy for him.

He was so handsome, so beautiful, so yours…

“Mmmh..Katsuki!-“ You whined into his neck as you basically held on for dear life-

He groaned in response before he started to thrust back up, colliding against your movements causing you to arch your back, pressing the front of your body against his chest.

Your nails gripped into shoulders as while your toes curled up as well.

He knew you were close..

He smiled at this before landing two hard smacks on your left ass cheek.

He heated up his hand in the process, leaving a faint print on your skin.

That knot you’ve grown to know so well was starting to swell, ready to burst

“Come on, give it to me…cum on it baby..”

That’s what sent you over board..

You squeezed him tightly as you squirted, your release mixing with his as he came as well

Your chests heaved up and down in unison before being your lips together

It had honestly been a long week and you wouldn’t really had it end any way

At least that’s what you thought, before you felt your husband subtly thrust into you again, even as out of breath as he was.

“I’m not finshed yet, I wanna’ round three,”

You couldn’t even speak as another knot began to form,

Your eyes remained closed as mouth stayed open, but nothing came out

The only sounds available was the sound of love making and the water rushing out the shower head-

*KNOCK KNOCK*

You and Katsuki both jumped at the random knock on your bathroom door

“Mommy? Daddy? Are you in there??”

Both you and your husbands eyes widened at the sound of your 6 year old daughters voice

“S h i t-“

The knocking continued once again

“Daddy? Are you in there??”

That’s when Katsuki turned to you!

“What the hell?! I thought you made sure she was fuckin’ asleep?!” Your husband whisper shouted (hope that makes sense)

“Of course I fuckin’ did! Did you lock the door right? It’s a double lock door, did you hear two clicks when you locked it???”

“…”

“REALLY KATSUKI??”

“We just moved into this house! I can’t remember all these damn locks!”

“We’ll you better get to remembering if you’re always trying to fu-“

“Daddy?? I need help- it’s an emergency!”

Katsuki just kinda sat there wide eyed, like a deer in headlights. You love your husband but sometimes… sometimes he would just have his moments…

“Goddamnit Katsuki! Can’t do shit without- fuckin dumbas- JUST ANSWER HER-“

“Y-YES- yes? What do you need??” He held, trying not to sound as awkward as he was..

“I threw up!”

.

.

.

You both froze-

“I- W-WHAT?? What do you mean you threw up???”

“I don’t know, I just got sick! Can I come in?-“

You and Katsuki started to panic as you both heard your daughter trying to turn the knob

“N-NO No! Just..uh..gimmie a second! I’ll come in a minute! Just go back to your room..!”

There was silence before you heard deer patting away from the door, at which you both exhaled.

That’s when you started chuckling a bit.

“It’s not fucking funny…” Katsuki grumbled.

You continued to giggled before hopping off your husband, detaching from the place where you once were connected, to turn off the shower.

“It kinda is though, that’s just what your horny ass gets.” You teased, grabbing your towel off the hook to dry off before you felt a smack on your ass again.

You turned around to scold him but you were only faced with a smug grin.

“This might be funny to you right now- but just wait, we’ll make it up in the morning..”

You blushed before slightly smirking yourself

“I’ll be looking forward to it,”

#katsuki x reader smut #dad bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader lemon #kirishima x reader smut #yo shindo x reader #bakugou x reader #Bakugo #mha x reader #x y/n

[my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction]

Katsuki Bakugou x F!reader - smut oneshot about makin' babies

MDNI!

The last domestic post I made kinda got really popular, and I love that trope so much I thought I'd make another one! smut this time, though.

warnings: reader is afab and presents as female/feminine, Penetrative sex, breeding, reader is (or was) on birth control, a sprinkle of degradation, and lots and lots of cursing

smut starts at the *

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bang

the door to your shared home in the suburbs swung open, scary for most but completely normal, if not comforting for you. "Wifey! I'm home," Katsuki called out gruffly, removing his gauntlets, tossing his mask off, practically ripping off his shoes, and crashing onto the very expensive couch with his dirty, sooty hero suit. By the time you walked in, his arms were tucked behind his head, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was pushed into a scowl as he awaited his pampering.

He opened one eye, glancing at you before shutting it again. "Took you long enough," he grumbled, his way of saying he missed you dearly. "um, excuse me, but what are you doing on the couch in that," you asked, annoyance lacing your tone as you put your hands on your hips. You were wearing his old T-shirt from high school, black with a white skull in the center, along with underwear as bottoms.

"I'm tired, I've been savin' lives all day, Just lemme relax" he scoffed, not moving an inch. "You know you're the one cleaning that, right?" He rolled his eyes, sighing and sitting up. "I'd be cleanin' it anyway, you never do it right." He always did this, to the point that you suspect he liked cleaning.

"Where's my damn kiss already," he asked, more of an order, and looking up at you expectantly as he scowled. You smirked, taking the opportunity to gain a little extra power. "You can have it once you get off the couch and shower," you shrugged, walking off into the bedroom. You could hear him groan, but really it was a whine in disguise. A whine for big strong tough manly men, if you will.

after a moment of silence, you could hear his heavy stomping into the bedroom, a devilish grin on his face as he examined your place on your shared bed. "I'll only take a shower if you do it with me," he said pridefully, as if he cracked the horny husband code.

You laughed at his arrogant demeanor, looking up from your phone a moment and wanting to mess with him a little. "fine, but just so you know, I forgot to take my birth control last night." This was actually true, but mentioning it now made it so much funnier.

He paused, before cocking a brow and sauntering over to stand above you. "So what," He said boldly, that grin persisting. You raised your brows, an amused smile on your face as your attention was kept mainly on your phone. "So...I'm off my birth control? We can't do anything penetrative, unless you want a mini-Katsuki running around."

He rolled his eyes, leaning down to you with his hands on his hips. "What's so wrong about that, hah? I'm great." Now your attention was all the way on him, trying to gauge if he was joking or not. "Katsuki, you really need to think about the words that come out of your mouth." Now we were in serious territory, "Katsuki" was reserved for seriousness.

He huffed, clearly running out of patience. "You thick or somethin'?" You rolled your eyes, maybe you were if you couldn't grasp what exactly he was trying to get at. "If we did that, I'd probably get pregnant," you sighed, talking as if you were explaining things to a toddler. "No shit, idiot. I've been wanting you pregnant since we got married, anyways."

Ok, now you had to put your phone down completely. You just stared at him for a moment, like a deer in the headlights, processing. "W- uh...why haven't you told me?" Having kids was something you both agreed on doing, but the when and where was never discussed.

"Didn't think it was that important until now..." he grumbled, looking askance as his cheeks pinked. He didn't think you'd say yes until now. You studied him for a moment, weighing your options, before smiling and giggling a little. "you know what? why the hell not." He seemed to light up, his smile returning as he yanked you up and out of bed.

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"Well come on dumbass, we have a baby to make," he chuckled, practically on cloud 9. It made you smile, seeing your grumpy husband so happy, albeit his smile looks down right dastardly. He pulled you to the bathroom, switching on the water and taking his clothes off as fast as possible. You did the same, rather excited yourself given the circumstances, and before you knew it you had your back pressed to the shower wall.

He was holding you up by your hips, and currently shifting your legs to be on his broad, scarred shoulders. His member was just an inch or two before you, the tip oozing semen as he situated the two of you. His lips were right next to your ear, and he seemed to be bending you with the intent of snapping you in half.

"You better be fuckin' ready, 'cause I'm not stopping if you cry," He purred, his voice deep and husky. he was technically being honest, because no, he wouldn't stop if you cried, but if you showed even the tiniest bit of true fear he'd stop even if he was a millisecond away from climax.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, steadying yourself before glancing down at his rock hard cock. You've been married for what, 3 years? Yet you still can't help but tremble at the sight, at the idea that he would be inside you, this time with the intent of impregnating you.

"Good," you giggled back seductively, making him chuckle. "Better pray you keep that confidence," he taunted, before pressing you as hard against the wall as possible. He snaked a muscled arm around your waist, the other reaching down to guide himself to your dripping cunt. You squirmed a little, the anticipation getting to you, and he pinched your side harshly. "Hold the fuck still," he growled, giving you a sharp stare.

He waited a second or two after you settled, making sure you stayed that way, before continuing. The head of his weeping cock entered the beginnings of your vagina, you flesh gripping his in a way that elicited a grunt from him. He kept pushing through, inch by inch, until he got tired of waiting and shoved the last couple inches in with one hard thrust. You moaned out, the freshly manicured nails he paid for pressing into the skin of his shoulders.

He waited a moment, allowing you to get comfortable while trying to mask his panting from how good you felt, before slowly pulling back out and shoving it back in. The sounds you made, from your mouth and anywhere else, drove him to the brink of his patience. He began pistoning in and out of you, huffing and puffing and groaning as he gazed upon your current state. Moaning at every thrust, Hair messy from being wet and dragging across the shower wall, eyes having a distant and glossy look as he wrecked you. He buried his face in your neck, giving sloppy kisses to you skin, partly to muffle how absolutely drunk off your cunt he sounded.

He pulled away from your neck but never halted the wreckless movement of his hips, smirking down at you menacingly as he panted and groaned. "Hah...You gonna fuckin' cum, baby? Gonna cum on my...hngh...cock like a good little slut?" Dirty talk was his specialty, something he took pride in. He loved how it made you clench around him, just as you were doing now.

"Mmh....holy shit," He muttered, Mouth pressed to your ear. "Gonna fill you with my kids, so you better not let any drip out." He said it as if it were a threat, and he began to speed up even more as he gripped your sides, his tip giving sloppy kisses to your cervix with each ministration. The shower wall made a hollow pounding sound, accompanied by the squelching of your rough sex, his groans and mindless rambling, and your squeals and moaning.

"Katsuki! You better not fucking stop," you moaned, brows knit together in concentration. He was hitting every spot just right, and your hips rolled against his. Just thinking about his cum, about him filling you with life, it put you on the edge. Suddenly, the tight knot in your core snapped, and you found yourself having one of the best orgasms of your life on your husband's cock. The sounds you made, your blissed out face, everything made him feel stupidly hot.

"Fuck...Fuck, fuck fuck!" His face buried back into your neck, biting the skin to muffle his loud, guttural moaning. He gripped your hips so hard his nails made indents in your skin, his own hips stuttering to a stop as he held you down on him. You could feel him burst within you, ribbons of hot white cum coating your insides. Slowly he came down from his high, panting and whimpering just a little. He felt how limp your body was in his arms, and immediately felt the need to take care of you.

Without disturbing your current position, he leaned over and shut the water off. Gently and slowly, he began to pull out, his cock now limp after doing it's job. He shifted you to be carried bridal style, not bothering with a towel as he took you out of the bathroom and to the bedroom. "Kat..." You mumbled, laughter in your throat at how careful he was being. This was hardly the roughest sex you've had with him, yet he was treating you like glass.

"What," he grumbled, laying you on the bed. For a moment, just one little moment, he watched as his cum oozed out of you. It was hot, way too hot. "It's not like I'm made of porcelain," You giggled, sitting up on your elbows. He quickly rolled his eyes and shoved two fingers into you, causing you to squeal. "Kat," you cried, a moan falling from your lips. "What? gotta keep as much of it in there as possible." He pulled his fingers back out with all the care he could muster, before quickly grabbing some clean panties and sliding them on you. You might have believed that was the only reason, but the way he curled his fingers up just right said otherwise.

"The bed's gonna be wet, we have to dry off," you sighed, moving to get up. He quickly scooped you up and set you down so your head was on the pillow, getting in with you and snuggling up behind you. "Who gives a shit," he grumbled, nuzzling into your neck as he pulled the comforter up to his shoulders. "I'm gonna be a dad," he whispered, pulling you into him and resting both hands on your lower abdomen.

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Hey, You know how I said I loved the domestic crap? yep, still do. Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did, and as always, don't be afraid to comment! fr if you comment we're literally married now, ily.

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[evadoupixii]

NEVER LOSE ME

𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 Summary: You left katsuki all alone on the farm to go pursue your dreams. You still loved each other even as the silence grew louder. All in all, you both made it work.....until.

𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 wc >>1.4k

𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 Warnings; FarmboyBakugo x fem reader! Poc coded reader! mutual masturbation, finger fucking, phone sex/computer sex explicit content.

𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 i know yall must be tired of all the country boy bs but i can't help it i love it sm! Send me requests of anything you guys want! tysm for 50+ followers!

FarmboyBakugo! // Who happily tapped his fingertips against the side of his steering wheel as he drove home along the dirt road. Turning up the music as he glanced to the left of him at the blue lake that ripped through the countryside, how the setting sun sent ripples of shiver along its length. As mundane and gray as life had gotten seeing this view at the end of every day never ceased to amaze him. He turned the truck onto another dirt road, the light from the sun flickering every second as the tall trees began to envelop him. He sighed as he pulled his pickup truck into the driveway of the little house on an Everglade late into the afternoon. He took out the keys from the ignition and hopped out of his truck, the sound of the heels from his boots clicking against the wooden deck of the house as he walked up the porch stairs.  

FarmboyBakugo! Who As soon as he was in the house,  began kicking off his boots and throwing his cowboy hat on the coffee table of the living room. Running his hands through his blond hair and leaning back on the comfy couch relishing the quietness of the house.  

FarmbouBakugo!Who was surprised to hear the crackle of thunder outside his bedroom window as he dried off his hair with a towel after taking a long thoughtful shower. Who threw on some blue plaid pajama pants and walked downstairs shirtless, reluctantly putting the kettle on the stove and taking out some frozen chicken nuggets from the freezer, throwing them in the air fryer. Who muttered a silent “Fuck” when he saw your caller ID pop up on the screen of his phone.  

FarmboyBakugo!Who answered your call with an immediate smile on his face. You greeted him with your usual flirty undertone.  

“Do you have any plans for tonight?” You said at the other end of the line. Bakugo could almost hear the fervor in your voice and decided not to act on it. As it would come again later, as it usually did on nights like these.  

“Unless they're with you? Then no.” He said roughly. 

FarmboyBakugo! Who knew for sure you had probably rolled your eyes at that remark. Then again, he knew you relished the fact that he was so open with his insatiable longing towards you. You had known each other so long that it wouldn't make sense to hide it. He heard the shuffling at the other end of the line that sounded like the light thump of clothes hitting a bathroom counter and the flush of water coming out of the faucet. It wasn't until he heard unzipping and unbuckling that he knew what you were doing.  

“I was wondering if you wanted to have another……movie night.” The pause you took before you said the last two words left Bakugo with the most horrifying smile on his face and the sound of his deep rough chuckle echoing through the kitchen. “Movie night huh?”  

“If you're up for it.” You said.  

“Always baby, always.”  

FarmboyBakugo! Who upon getting off the phone with you, sat on his couch and hastily ate his air fryer nuggets and drank his tea. He thought about how dirty and raunchy it was when this…. routine…between the two of you started. It’s not like it had gotten less electrifying as time went on. If anything he yearned for it throughout the days that passed. How ferocious and cold-blooded he thought of himself to continue as if you were little to non-existent after each act. Telling himself that this was okay because this is how you wanted it. How you persisted that this would be the best for both of you. How it would satiate the twisting uncompromisable craving of  

Each other.  

FarmboyBakugo! Who went up to his bedroom and pulled his laptop out of his desk. Turning off all the lights and lighting a candle on the dresser. If it’s, one thing Bakugo wanted in his home it was ambience and peace. He settled into bed and waited for you.   

FarmboyBakugo! Who answered your call and felt the lump in his throat form as soon as your camera on his laptop screen turned on. You were always unmerciful in the way you showed yourself to him. Always tantalizingly out of reach. Your doll eyes had that lewd look in them like they always did. The camera showed the top half of your body, just enough. A tight black lace tank top hugged you. Your boobs were pushed up to the moon by the blanket you were hugging to your chest. Your hair was down and cascading around your face in a flattering way.  

“Bakugo…earth to bakugo” You said on the other side of the screen. Waving your hand around in the eye of the camera with an unwavering smile on your face.  

“Sorry baby, what’s up?” Bakugo said positioning the laptop adjacent to him on the bed. He made sure you got a full view of his naked chest and a partial view of his crouch.   

“I said which hunger games movie should we start on?” You said squinting at your computer. Bakugo could see your laptop screen as you scanned through the illegal movie streaming site.  

FarmboyBakugo! Who just watched you in pure bewildered amazement. He wondered how long it would take this time. He wondered if it would even happen tonight, if the night would just consist of wholesome movie watching and witty banter……. 

Well, that's definitely not how the night went.  

Farmboybakugo! Who’s pre-cum was wasted on the sheets around him, the squelching wet sounds of him fisting his cock filled the room along with the rain pattering outside. Who’s blond hair was plasterd to his face with sweat as he watched you fuck yourself with your fingers, whimpering his name on the other side of the camera.  

“C’mon baby, fuck yourself harder show me how badly you want this cock, yeah?”  

His mouth parted in ecstasy as he watched you spread your legs wider for him. How the sight of your tits bouncing as you fuck yourselff with more pace went straight to his cock.  

“It’s so hot when y-you talk to me like that” You moaned.  

Farmboybakugo! Who with more praising, convinced you to pull put the dildo he had gotten for you. Who marveled at the way the veins of his dick pulsated as he watched your pretty pussy sink itself on to the dick that resembled his own. Who barely managed to mewl out another “Your such a good girl for daddy, Yeah?” as he watched you writhe with pleasure as you steadily bounced yourself.  

As much as he wanted to be serious in a time like this. He couldn't help but chuckle at the reminder that the movie was still playing. How the movie wasnt even 30 minutes in before the flirty undertones became full on “What were you do to me if i were next to you” exchanges. His heart fluttered a little knowing that you were impatient for him too.  

Farmboybakugo! Who almost died on the spot when he watched you maneuver yourself to where your back was facing the camera. Whose eyes zeroed in on the curvature of your ass, as if he hadn't seen it in this position many times before…and even closer at times if he might add.  

“That’s all f’me right baby?” He said.  

You turned around to lock eyes with him through the camera rolling your eyes and shrugging your shoulders with a smirk on your face. As if you were saying “What’s all for you?Who even are you again?”  

Farmboybakugo! Who wanted to grasp that little neck of yours in his big hands and fuck you until you were tired of saying his name. Who yelled at your through the screen to start bouncing on that makeshift dick of his before he decided to stick his cock back into his pants.  

Katsuki bakugo who sat there with you in the aftermath. Who after making you cum one last time watched as you cleaned yourself up and walked your naked body back into bed and stared back at him through the camera. Katsuki bakugo who would kill to be able to reach his hand through the screen and kiss your lips again, pinch your cheeks and whisper to you all the things that lingered in his heart at night.  

Katsuki bakugo who’s favorite part about this routine were the conversations that seemed to last until the sun rose. As this one did and many others to come. As he watched you lull yourself to sleep, he started to make a mental note of all the loose ends he needed to tie before he came to you. It didn't matter if you weren't ready……as he would always be ready…for you.  

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[aajjks]

Feelings (B.K)

Bakugou can be complicated.

He knows that. He knows that he can be hard to understand and that he can be an asshole too, but that’s just how he is.

You, out of all people should understand that.

You are so special to him, after all. Bakugou likes you, so much. He likes you so much that it annoys the fuck out of him,

Another thing about Bakugou is that he can’t handle his emotions.

Emotions and Bakugou are like polar opposite’s. You trigger the worst emotions out of him. The way you make his heart flutter like a damn butterfly makes him cringe at himself.

The way his eyes are so obsessed with staring at you when you aren’t looking makes him want to drown in an ocean and never come back because he hates these feelings that you make him feel so much.

What is it about you that has him acting so foolish?

Bakugou hates how his insides literally churn when he sees you laughing with Kiri or that deku.

Oh, that fucking loser.

Izuku. The boy that Katsuki loathes. You seem to like him a lot, you’re always with him, it’s so annoying? Bakugou almost wants to believe that you’re a loser for hanging out with that nerd.

But he can’t.

He is so helpless when it comes to you, you are such a weakness of his, another reason why he should absolutely despise you.

But yet, he is utterly obsessed with you,

He wants you.

He doesn’t know why. He doesn’t know how to make you love him, he doesn’t know how to make you laugh.

Or love you in a normal way.

He just knows that you belong to him. He has to have you.

He will have you.

Very soon.

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[extrashotodepresso]

Bakugo X Reader

*Found Out*

This is an excerpt from a ridiculously long fic I made purely for my own entertainment. If you enjoy it let me know, if you don’t… *shrugs* reblogs are welcome , please do not share on other sites 💕

The title of the entire fic is actually “Quarantine with Benefits” but this is a stand alone snippet so I named it differently.

NSFW - DNI if under 18 - yes bish it has smuuut you’ve been warned.

Warnings: some violence, cringy as hell, unprotected sex (if I miss any let me know I guess)

Category: BakugoXFem!Reader , smut , angst , dumb feelings , KirishimaXFem!Reader mentioned but was never an actual thing , Kirishima is a pervert and a little crazy

When Kirishima got home that day and heard the primal moans coming from his roommates bedroom, he had smirked and even chuckled a little. His best friend Bakugo had been in a terrible mood for months, maybe he would lighten up a little after this. It was hardly an inconvenience to Kirishima in any case—Bakugo never brought girls back home and it was such a rare occurrence he was more curious than irritated at the explosive sounds of passion echoing through the apartment.

He had planned on just putting away the groceries he had brought home and then leaving for a few hours to go to the gym so Bakugo and his... visitor would have plenty of privacy. That plan quickly went to shit.

As he walked down the hall to sneak into his bedroom and grab his gym bag he halted when he heard what seemed like a very familiar female voice ringing out in pure euphoria. His earlier curiosity at who this visitor could possibly be began to overwhelm him. Was it a mutual friend? Or maybe some pro hero he knew?

“Right there- Katsu- mmhmmm!” He couldn’t deny the twitch he felt in his shorts at the luscious sounds - gods, he could hear everything so clearly - and despite himself, he turned from his own doorway to look toward Bakugo’s room.

The door was open ever so slightly, as if whoever had entered had attempted to close it but was too distracted. Kirishima was ashamed at the heat he could feel building in his core, almost disgusted by the increasing arousal he was feeling. He knew- knew - that he should just leave right then, but something in him couldn’t bear the thought.

“That’s right— agh, fuck — tell me what you want (Y/N)—“ Bakugo’s voice was strained, broken. Kirishima’s heart stopped.

Surely he heard wrong.

There was no way.

Bakugo knew how Kirishima felt about you. It would be completely against the bro code to go after you after Kirishima had pined over you for years. He wouldn’t just take you for himself, right? He wouldn’t betray him like this... would he?

His feet moved without him really registering what was happening. Years of hero work had provided him with stealthily quiet steps- even if you weren’t so...distracted you wouldn’t have noticed his presence. Kirishima peered through the crack in the door, at war with himself. His brain was screaming for him to look away, just leave... but his falling heart won and continued to urge him forward almost against his own will. He peered through the crack in the door, holding his breath as best as he could.

For a moment, he couldn’t see just who his friend was hooking up with; all he could see was the muscular expanse of Bakugo’s back, two long, shapely legs wrapped around his waist while he pounded into the woman’s soft, bruising flesh. He watched as Bakugo lowered his head, heard the demented gasps and pants and then the wet sounds of what seemed to be an incredibly passionate kiss.

Feminine arms wrapped up and around his neck, pulling him closer, dainty hands clawing down his back when he complied.

“(Y/N)—“ Bakugo moaned your name again, and Kirishima could practically hear his own heart shattering.

Having been best friends since high school, Kirishima had heard (and unfortunately walked in on) his friend in a few lewd situations before, but he knew immediately this was different. He noticed the way Bakugo caressed your thigh gently as he slowed his pace, melting into your chest and swallowing your moans with his mouth like they were honey.

This wasn’t just a hook up. Not to Bakugo.

Kirishima was becoming overwhelmed with emotion as he flipped around, unable to watch anymore. He slumped into the wall, though this was unbearable he had apparently become a glutton for punishment and couldn’t bring himself to leave.

“Katsuki— please, faster... I’m— mmmph! I’m so c-close!”

“No. Not until you admit it.” Bakugo growled like some sort of feral beast, but Kiri could hear the undertone of need in his voice. He was begging you for something. What? What more could he possibly want from you?

“Katsu— you know I can’t- I - I can’t.”

“Then maybe I should just stop.”

“God, no! Don’t stop- please, please don’t stop!”

“Then say it.” Bakugo paused. “Say it, damn it!” His voice rang out almost violently- the pathetic whimper from you almost sprung Kirishima into action. If Bakugo was hurting you he swore he would—

“Y-you’re the only one for me Katsuki...” The words were yours. Quiet, but definitely yours.

“Louder.” The slapping sound of sweaty flesh increased in pace suddenly.

“You’re the only one!” You yelled out, voice raw with desire.

“Fuck— again.” Bakugo’s thrusts sounded even more desperate now, like he was trying with everything he had not to come undone.

“Fu- I —- hah—- I’m yours, Katsuki Bakugo— I’m all y-your-fuuuuck— God I fucking love you!”

The two of you moaned as you came together and Kirishima remained standing outside of the door , simply empty and stunned. He knew he needed to leave. His legs felt like lead, he felt the sting of tears threatening to leave his eyes.

He was completely destroyed.

A long silence lapsed as Kirishima tried to collect enough air in his lungs- had it always been this hard to breathe?

“Did you mean it?” He heard a muffled Bakugo, speaking to you. His tone was softer and sweeter than Kirishima had ever heard, fragile, like his entire world’s existence depended on your answer to his question.

There was a long pause from you, then what sounded like a kiss.

“Katsu... I... it’s complicated. You know we can’t-“

“I didn’t ask if we can, idiot. I asked if you love me.” Another pause, another sweet kiss.

“Yes.” You replied this time without restraint. “Yes, I love you.”

That was it. The last straw. Kirishima’s body moved before he could even think, heading to the front door and slamming it as hard as he could behind him.

***

“What the fuck was that?” You asked, shooting up from your place underneath Bakugo. He reflexively rolled off of you, also alarmed by the sudden slamming sound.

“It’s probably Kirishima.” His face blanched, his voice thick with what sounded like dread.

“Fuck do you think he-“ You began but couldn’t bring yourself to finish the sentence.

“I don’t know. Hold on.” Bakugo stood and shuffled on his discarded sweatpants before leaving the room. He was trying to look casual, you could tell, but the tension in his shoulders spoke volumes. You sat there for a moment, covering yourself in his sheets protectively, waiting for him obediently. Finally he returned.

“He’s gone now. But he was definitely here.”

“Do you think-“

“He heard us? Fuck yeah I do. You weren’t exactly quiet, princess.” Bakugo spoke with a mild smirk, but his tone made his concern evident.

“Shit.” You collapsed onto the bed for a moment, silence filling the room at your declaration.

How had you gone from insanely happy to pure panic in a manner of moments? The maelstrom of emotion began to overtake you. You needed to leave.

Rolling out of the bed clumsily you searched for your jeans- pulling them on quickly before beginning your search for your other clothes.

“What are you doing?” Bakugo asked, gruffly. You didn’t answer, your heart racing as guilt began to flood through you. Finding your shirt you yanked it on. “Yo. Brat. I asked you a question.”

You still didn’t want to answer, at any possible moment the dam could burst and you didn’t want to cry in front of Bakugo. Not now, not ever. As you began storming towards the door he grabbed your arm.

“(Y/N). Talk to me.” His voice was strained.

“I can’t right now Bakugo.” You shoved his arm off. “This is all... it’s just too much. I can’t do this.” Without looking at him you stormed out as quickly as you could.

For months now you had denied your feelings for Bakugo because you knew it was wrong on so many levels. He was best friends with Kirishima. Your Kirishima. You cursed yourself for being such a fickle woman. Not long ago you thought you wanted Kiri. Then you go and fuck his best friend. Worse than that; you had fallen in love with Bakugo even though your feelings for Kirishima remained unresolved.

You felt weak. Cruel. Dirty.

You hated yourself.

***

What the hell?

Bakugo was dumbstruck. Finally, you had admitted what he had known for a while— you had finally told him you loved him too. He was the happiest man in the world for exactly ten seconds.

And then fucking Kirishima happened.

Did you still have feelings for that asshole? Was that the problem? And what about Kirishima? How much did he know now?

Bakugo tried to take his mind off of it, going through a few beers while he zoned out to whatever was on the TV. He couldn’t pay attention, his mind was racing. Should he have chased after you? No, whatever you were going through right now would probably be better figured out without him. But what if he lost you and his best friend in the same day? He didn’t think he would ever be able to recover.

He cursed himself for being so goddamn weak. He knew the first time he had ever touched you it wouldn’t end well. Fuck, he knew the first day he saw you that you would destroy him.

Before you, he would have resolved this emptiness he was feeling by punching something, by going out and beating some poor asshole half to death. Old Bakugo would be flipping his shit now, but he reminded himself old Bakugo wouldn’t deserve you.

He needed to keep it the fuck together. Or he would definitely lose you.

He frowned into his beer, pretending to watch whatever was on. By the time Kirishima got back, he wouldn’t have been able to tell anything was wrong. Bakugo was completely casual, strung over the couch lazily and barely looking up when the front door opened.

“Hey bro!” Kirishima sounded as chipper as ever.

“Sup.” Bakugo returned the greeting. “You’re home late.”

“Gym.”

“Ah.”

“So—“ Bakugo looked over his shoulder, watching Kiri reach into the fridge and grab his own beer before walking back to the couch. “Had some company today, huh?” He wiggled his eyebrows dramatically. Bakugo raised a brow.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh come on— I came home for a bit earlier.” Kirishima smirked into his beer, but there was a glint in his eye that was making Bakugo uneasy.

“So?”

“Sheesh. I thought you might be in a better mood after what I heard.” He laughed, almost menacingly. “Guess she wasn’t that good, huh?” Bakugo clenched his jaw, feeling the anger bubbling inside but he tried to ignore it. He thought he could sense something in his friends tone, but if he was wrong... well he owed it to you to try not to start a fight over nothing.

“Oof, that bad, huh?” Kirishima snickered again.

“Shut the fuck up.” Bakugo stood up and walked away, chugging the remainder of his beer before aggressively throwing the emptied bottle into the recycling bin. He was just going to head back to his room but Kirishima had already blocked his path by the time he turned around.

“Oh, did I strike a nerve? So what, is she like, your girlfriend or something?”

“None of your fucking business.” Bakugo scoffed, trying again to walk around Kirishima. The stubborn redhead wouldn’t quit, moving to block him off again.

“Now that definitely hit a nerve. Come on, Bakubro, let’s have a chat.” Okay. Bakugo definitely wasn’t imagining it. Kirishima was acting strange. “Answer the question. She your girlfriend?” Bakugo simply scowled, searching his friend’s eyes for clues on what the fuck he was thinking. “I’m guessing not based off of that reaction... so what, huh? She’s just some easy fuck?”

That was it. Bakugo lunged towards Kirishima, grabbing him by the collar and shoving him into a wall.

“Don’t ever fucking talk about her like that or I will fucking end you.” He growled through his teeth, his free palm already crackling in suspense.

“I know.” Kirishima spat. “I know it was (Y/N). You fucking asshole!” Kirishima had used his quirk to harden his arm, landing an immediate uppercut to Bakugo which he hadn’t anticipated. Bakugo stumbled back, adjusting quickly into his fighting stance.

“Don’t make me kick your ass, shitty hair.”

“I can’t fucking believe you!” Kirishima ignored him, swinging again and trying to land another hit onto Bakugo’s face. Bakugo quickly dodged and Kirishima’s fist collided into the kitchen island instead, blowing a chunk of marble off, broken pieces littering the floor. “You fucking know how I feel about her! You asshole!” He tried to swing again with his opposite arm but Bakugo dodged again.

Kirishima was in a blind rage, desperate to land just one more blow. Despite beginning this fight, Bakugo focused on defense, reminding himself that you wouldn’t be happy to know he fucked up your precious ‘Kiri’.

“How could you do this to me, man?” Kirishima was panting heavily, hunched over, fists clenched like he still wanted to fight but his anger had turned into something softer. Something sadder.

“I-“ Bakugo struggled to speak. He had deliberately stepped aside the very first night he saw you and Kirishima meet. It was to this day his biggest regret. He wanted to explain everything— he wanted to convince Kirishima that he had made the only reasonable choice, that the first day he had seen you, a piece of him had been stitched into that moment— he had never been quite as whole as when he was with you. He wanted to explain that you were everything he didn’t know he needed but now he couldn’t live without, no matter the cost. Kirishima would understand if he could just feel what Bakugo felt. This wasn’t some crush, you were his weakness. His soul.

Of course, despite the recent influence you’d had on him, at the end of the day he was still Bakugo so he couldn’t actually bring himself to say any of that.

“Just… shut the fuck up, man.” Was all he could manage to say.

Even still, there must have been something in his voice or face that caused Kirishima to freeze. They stood for a moment, simply staring at each other. Neither could bring themselves to speak for a while.

“Fuck, dude. You have to be kidding me.” Kirishima uttered and stepped back for a minute, betrayal and shock written on his face. “Does she know?”

Bakugo’s heart sunk.

“You know what? I don’t have to fucking explain myself to you.” Bakugo’s sadness had turned back into his cool cover of resentment. “Fuck you. I’m leaving.” He stormed out, leaving Kirishima standing amongst a pile of rubble.

What a mess you all had created.

***

Your apartment buzzer went off, you moved to the door and checked the camera to see Bakugo standing there, hands shoved into his pockets.

“Go away Bakugo. I don’t want to see you.”

“Let me the fuck up, (Y/N). He knows.”

Your heart sank and with moderate hesitation you buzzed him up. You paced in front of your door, ripping it open as soon as you heard his footsteps in the hallway.

His eyes widened in surprise. He had lifted his hand to knock, apparently not expecting you to be so eager to talk. You grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him into your apartment before checking the hall in front of your door in a very paranoid fashion.

“Jesus, 007, calm the fuck down.” Bakugo snickered, despite himself.

“Shut up. Sit down. Tell me everything.”

“You’re pretty sexy when you’re being bossy, have I ever told you that?” He was leaning on the back of your couch, arms crossed as he admired you with an amused expression. You simply glared.

He exhaled sharply, walking around the couch before sinking into it.

“He was there. He knew it was you. He confronted me about it. Was pissed.”

“Oh god I hoped this wouldn’t happen.” You groaned.

“Embarrassed that someone knows you’re fucking me?”

“Yes, Bakugo. Because everything is always about you.” You rolled your eyes as you paced back and forth, chewing on your fingernail.

“What does it even fucking matter anyway, huh?” He said after a few moments of your anxious silence. At this you brought your head up to face him. “If he came here, right now. Said he wanted to be with you, what would you do? Huh? What the fuck would you do? Hours ago you’re creaming all over my cock saying you love me. You came to me, (Y/N). Not him. Me. You begged me to let you in, to make it all better. And I did. Because when it comes to you I do really stupid shit because I -“ It all came out in a tumble of words, the closest thing to confessing his tormented feelings he had ever gotten and would likely ever get but he couldn’t quite continue the last sentence. Your eyes widened, your throat dry and head spinning at the barrage of questions and lewd language.

“You still waiting for him to come around?” He kept going when you made no move to say anything and he could collect himself. “If he showed up right here, right fucking now, would I not be good enough? Is that fucking it?”

“Katsuki- no- I-“

“Well then I need to fucking know what the fuck I mean to you. It’s time, (Y/N).” He stood up, now. “I-“ another deep breath as he walked over to you. “Despite the fact that you’re a complete fucking idiot I love you more than I ever thought I could love another person. I want you. In every way. If that’s not for you, or you want him, this ends here. Now. I’m not-“ he swallowed, now unable to look at you at all. “I’m not coming after you anymore. You decide. I’m done.”

He walked to the door, closing it softly behind him while you were left to stand staring at the empty space he had occupied, tears beginning to spill down your cheeks in the silence.

#bakugou x reader #angst #love triangle #secrets #kirishima x reader #romance #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha bakugou #mha smut #lemon #send help #mha fanfiction #mha fic #mha kirishima #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x you #bakugo katuski #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugo katsuki

[armeenix]

Late Night Reliefs !Roomate!Bakugo! ♤ !Fem!reader

You and Bakugo both happen to be awake late one night. He couldn't sleep, and you were trying to finish some documents that you were assigned last minute and needed to be turned in the next day. With both of your lack of sleep and stress you decide to find some stress relief in each other. They were roommates.

Erm....i didn't grammer check this shit at all but i still hope you enjoy

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It was around 2:00 a.m. on a Friday night. You couldn't sleep so you decided to try and get some personal work done but y2ou ended up getting hungry. You were sitting on the counter, eating some cold pizza when suddenly you heard footsteps walking down the hall coming closer and closer to the kitchen.

"What the hell are you doing?" Bakugo's rough voice filled the room as he spoke. You quickly glanced over at him before doing a double take. You couldn't help but let your eyes wander up and down his body. "What uhm...what are you doing up so late?" He shrugged as he grabbed a cup from one of the over-head cabinets before setting it down next to him. "I couldn't sleep, so I thought maybe some tea would help. What about you? Why are you up this late?" I let out an exhausted sigh before setting my mug down on the island. "I keep asking myself that, but I still haven't found a sufficient answer."

When he raised a questioning eyebrow, asking you to continue you let out a soft breath of relief at finally being able to vent. "Recently, my job has been overworking a lot of people in our department. Some more than others. I am unfortunately in the some more than others category. Every day this month I've been receiving more and more new documents to fill out. It's like for every one pack I finish, I have two more that I have to start." He let out a snort of amusement, causing you to roll your eyes. "What?"

"Nothin, it's just cute how you're complaining about paperwork. At least you can do your work from your room unlike me. Some of us actually risks our lives out there just so you have a life to complain about. But oh no~ the horror...I'm a pretty little thing who has it so bad at my comfy little corporate job...!" There he went again. Starting another petty little argument over who had it worse. Most night his antics would have irritated you, but the way he grinned as he looked into your eyes only fueled your irritation. (Need for him) You rolled your eyes before meeting his gaze in a challenging manner.

"Wow...you're really gonna mock me? That's how you're gonna play Bakugo?"

"Hell, yeah that's how I'm playin princess. He stepped closer to you, as you took a step back. "What are you gonna do about it?" Bakugo continued to take step after the other as you did the same but eventually your hips gently hit the counter. Leaving you with nowhere to go and leaving him all the room he needed to mess with you. His hands gripped the counter on both sides of your hips caging you in. You knew that you really didn't have anywhere that you could go now, but it's not like you wanted to escape anyway. "Doesn't seem like you're planning on doing anything are you Y/N?"

"This isn't fair...You know that I can't do anything while I'm cornered here. I don't have a standing chance."

"Oh, come on princess, I'll go easy on you if that's what you really want. I'll even give you a head start."

You stared into his eyes curiously. Watching as he moved one of his arms out of the way, giving you a free chance to get out of the situation. The chance was right there for you to take, and yet that feeling of not wanting to take it kept you in your spot. He kept his arm down for another minute before caging you back against the counter. "You know what I think Y/N?"

"What...?"

"I think that you don't want me to go easy on you. In fact, if I just went off the way you've looked at me tonight, I would think that you would want me to be hard, and rough with you...Is that right or have I completely misunderstood our interactions?"

"You've misunderstood. Completely. In fact, you're so wrong that it's embarrassing how wrong you actually are."

"Oh Yeah~?" He practically moaned into your ear. It drove you crazy just how close he was to you. You could feel his shaky breaths against your neck, causing a shiver to run down your spine. He let out another breathy chuckle as he felt you shiver against him. "Yes."

"I think you're lying to me."

"And why do you think that?"

 "The way you always look up at me with those sexy puppy eyes of yours. The way your breathing becomes uneven whenever I get within five feet of you...And the way you try so hard to subtly look at me, especially when I wear shirts like these. You think you're so great at hiding how you truly feel but let me tell you something princess...You. Aren't."

He had gotten you down to the tea. It pissed you off, but also kind of made you feel embarrassed at how easy you were to read. "Fuck. You." He laughed once more causing you to whimper in frustration and the way his lips right by your ear made your heart skip a beat. "Yeah, I bet you wanna fuck me huh~" He lightly kissed your neck before slowly backing up with the widest shit eating grin spread across his features. You watched him, utterly speechless from what just happened. "Too bad you won't get to do that till you actually admit what we both know you feel for me." He grabbed his mug of tea as he turned around and made his way down the hall and into his room.

"Screw off asshole!"

"Goodnight Y/N~"

You were gonna think about that for the rest of your godforsaken life.

#fluff #katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #mha bakugou #lemon #boku no hero academia #oneshot #bnha bakugou #bakugou katsuki

[jaegerrb0mb]

Christian!Bakugo hcs

Note: this post is for my fellow christians, if u do not believe in christianity or any religion then u can scroll pass this post. I made this simply for my own enjoyment since I seen nobody writes on it, and I would also like to address that I am not trying to romanticize christianity!! I just figured this can kind of motivate other christians out there¿ and I also have absolutely no intentions to offend anyone. with that being said

Pls enjoy!

Christian!bakugo who actually wasn’t christian until he met his christian s/o and he sparked some interest in their beliefs.

(pre) christian!bakugo who then realized that he actually wanted to turn christian and change his life around.

(pre) Christian!bakugo who tells his mother over the phone he’s going to get baptized and her being very excited for him.

Christian!bakugo who feels a tremendous relief wash over him and a feeling he can’t describe after getting baptized and seeing his father and mother proudly watching.

Christian!bakugo who feels like a complete different person when his s/o runs behind him and hug while he was still completely soaked from holy water and using the towel in his hands to shake out his hair and wipe the water out his ears.

Christian!bakugo who’s eyes soften when he hears his s/o whisper "I’m so proud of u suki" in his ear behind him while still hugging him.

Christian!bakugo who’s half shocked to come back to the common room later that night to see his classmates has decided to throw a small party to celebrate for him.

Christian!bakugo who’s even more shocked that his atheist and agnostic friends are so supportive of him.

Christian!bakugo who now since that day constantly has to take a deep breath and a step back to pray in his head whenever someone or something pisses him off.

Christian!bakugo who does late night bible studies with his s/o in his dorm room.

Christian!bakugo that mumbles a little "god forgive me" under his breath when he cusses.

Christian!bakugo who constantly complements his s/o with verses.

[Example: he says "Solomon 4:7" which means "You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you." or "Solomon 4:9" which means "you have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes."]

Christian!bakugo that has a small notebook filled with prayers, verses, and his thoughts. and makes his s/o get one to do the same.

Christian!bakugo who helps his s/o when going through spiritual warfare and his s/o doing the same for him.

Christian!bakugo that can’t help himself from sending his s/o christian humor tiktoks thru out the day.

Christian!bakugo who happily wears the cross necklace his s/o gifted him on the day he got baptized everyday.

Christian!bakugo who offen nights stays up praying for forgiveness on how he treated deku and others in the past.

Christian!bakugo that tries his hardest to change his ways and be a better person.

Christian!bakugo that tries to encourage the Bakusquad to get into the word of the lord. "look, I’m not trying to shove my beliefs down ur throats, I’m just saying the biggest hero is jesus. he sacrificed himself for everyone in this world. that’s something nobody here can live up to."

Christian!bakugo that mostly prays for his friends [even the ones who ain’t christian] and family instead of himself.

Christian!bakugo that changed his workout playlist to christian/worship music cause it motivates him to do and be better.

Christian!bakugo who can’t help the smile that spreads on his face and how his heart flutters whenever his s/o does a quick prayer of protection and strength for him before he goes on missions/does training or anything that could involve him being hurted/injured. [he does this for his s/o too 🥹]

Christian!bakugo who wakes up each morning and gives thanks to the lord for all the blessings in his life.

Christian!bakugo who randomly gets promise rings for him and his s/o saying "it’s a promise to each other and to god that we won’t do anything 'bad' until marriage." [NO CUZ THATS ACTUALLY SO SWEET NO JOKE 💔]

Christian!bakugo who very often talks with god abt his s/o and how he’s grateful for them.

Christian!bakugo who loses track of time by mistake many of times while watching the chosen with his s/o and ends up having to pull an all nighter.

Christian!bakugo who randomly gets the motivation to learn the bible in hebrew and surprisingly learns hebrew quickly after 2 months.

Christian!bakugo that’s happy he found a christian s/o cause if it wasn’t for them he wouldn’t be the person he is today.

Christian!bakugo who can’t help himself from laughing at his s/o whenever they open the bible app and complain abt how they broke their streak.

Christian!bakugo who’s still very competitive and always challenging his s/o on who can have the longest streak on the bible app.

Christian!bakugo that happily goes to church every sunday at 10:30 and sometimes brings his s/o along. [This is why u sometimes catch him wearing those church loafers in the show lmakakkaa]

Christian!bakugo who’s friends now watch how they speak around him. for example: can’t use "ong" or "istg" around him or else they will get an earful of "u really shouldn’t use god’s name in vain"

Christian!bakugo who loves to joke with his s/o sometimes when they’re making out and say something outta pocket like "are u trying to lust with me? get away from me! I’m innocent!!" which might earn a playful hit to the shoulder, but his s/o often makes this same joke more then him.

Christian!bakugo who absolutely hates lukewarm christians or ppl that pretend to be godly.

Christian!bakugo who’s biggest issue is learning to control his anger, pride, and cussing.

Christian!bakugo who constantly battles his ego on trying to prove he’s better then everyone.

Christian!bakugo who rlys on god’s understanding more then anyone else’s or his own/asks the lord to lead him down the right path, even if it means off the path of his lifelong dream being the number one hero.

Christian!bakugo only wants what god sees fit for him and everyone else.

Overall, Christian!bakugo is still bakugo. just doesn’t insult anyone, lost half his aggression, half his pride, and half ego. but he’s still very much bakugo, just a bit more quiet/to himself and a whole lot more godly. <3

Another note: just wanted to say again I’m not romanticizing christianity!! some of the things in here is stuff that happen in my actual relationships and helped motivate me more towards getting closer with god. and I hope this post doesn’t get anyone upset. That’s not what I want or intended. if u do have a problem with this post then pls dm me directly abt it and tell me why it offended u. that’s all.🤍

#bakugou’s lemon pepper steppers were half the inspiration on writing this #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #fem reader #gender neutral reader #male reader #mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki #bakugo x y/n #Christian bakugou katsuki #church loafers 🥱💪🏻 #mha #fluff #godly #Christianity #I don’t think anyone has made a Christian fanfic or hcs b4 on anything #I might be the first person I literally never seen anyone do it b4 #then again idk #I’m not sure #just hope I don’t get hate for it #lotta ppl hate Christians and might get offended cuz I hc a japanese fictional character as christian #can’t help that tho I’m just doing me 😛🫶🏻

[lilspidermonkey]

Bakugou x reader Touch Chaperter VII

And what a lot of you have been waiting for, the final chapter of Touch!

Sorry it took a little bit to get out, had some things going on so I’ve been on hold for a while.

This Chapter does once again have a lemon scene, don’t say I didn’t warn you!

If there are any spelling/grammer errors, just remember, words are hard

Waking up in our own bed by your own was a little strange.

You stretch your arms out as the morning light filled your room past your blinds, the cold air making you shiver and curl in back under the blankets.

Curling in on yourself, you hugged your pillow to your chest.

As much as you liked being able to have your own space, you couldn’t help but miss the other warm body you got so customed to being with.

After the news got broken that Bakugou had finally recovered from the quirk accident, Aizawa issued that the two of you go back to the things were again.

Your desks were no longer pushed up against each other, and as no surprise, the ban was back on the two of you sharing a bed together.

Which was fine, you know why the rules were there, but it sucked.

You got so used to having Bakugou be there with you through every moment of every day.

But it also gave you a chance to have some time to yourself, which you did not mind.

You loved having Bakugou around, and you miss him, but this was also missed.

A loud ringing on your phone made you come back to reality about that you still had to deal with school.

Groaning, you peeled yourself out of bed, and got yourself ready for the day.

Yawning as you carried your bag over your shoulder and left your room, you had an arm wrapped around your shoulders, “Well, morning sleeping beauty!” Mina cheered.

You smiled, “Morning ray of sunshine.” You said back.

She grinned as the two of you walked to meet up with the others to get to school, “Soooo?” she asked.

You raised your eyebrow at her, “What?” you asked back.

She rolled her eyes, “Common, you’ve been spending all your time with Bakugou, how is it finally getting your own time to yourself again?” she nudged.

Jirou smiled with the other girls as you guys all started walking to the school together, “Yeah, considering you’ve had no time to yourself lately, must be nice.” She said.

Hagakure clung to Uraraka’s arm, “Oh! I’m sure that she misses him! They were so cute being together all the time! Right (Y/n)?” she asked.

You rolled your eyes, “I mean, yeah it’s nice having my own space, it’s good to have time to myself. But yes, I guess I still miss my time with him, but it’s not like I’m not going to have time to be with him. We do go to school and are currently living in the same place like you guys.” You explained.

Mina clung to your arm, “Aww! We sure missed having time with you (Y/n)! We should have a girls night together!” she exclaimed.

Hagakure clapped her hands together, “That would be so fun!!” she cheered.

Jirou smiled, “Sure, just try and stop the boys from joining us, Kaminari and Kirishima are always wanting to join us for gossiping and styling our hair.” She said.

Tsuyu nodded, “Speaking of hair, Bakugou is surprisingly good at styling our hair.” She said.

You nodded in agreement, “Yeah, the amount of times you’ve asked him to do your hair Tsu and even though he grumbles and complains, he still does it and does it just perfectly.” You said with a laugh.

As the group of you were chatting and laughing, you all heard a cheer, “Yo!”

Turning your head you smiled, “Hey guys.” You said.

Kirishima grinned at you and the girls, Bakugou next to him.

The two of them started walking with the group of you, “Hows it going?” Kirishima asked.

As the girls were chatting with him, you stayed by Bakugou who looked as grumpy as always.

You smiled, “You good?” you asked.

The boy huffed, “Fine.” He grumbled.

You nudged him with your arm, “Common, don’t tell me that your still mad that Mr Aizawa set the rules back?” you chuckled.

Bakugou grumbled again, “I don’t get why he couldn’t just keep it as it was, things were fine before. Shouldn’t of told him a damn thing.” He growled.

You rolled your eyes, “He would’ve found out eventually, and you gotta admit that it wouldn’t be fair if the rules were changed just for us anyways.” You said.

His only response was to just huff.

You smiled and linked your arm with his, “It’s not so bad, we can still hang out, don’t be a big baby.” You said.

Bakugou huffed, slowly pulling his hand out of his pocket to grab your hand, “How’d you sleep?” he asked in a low voice.

You leaned your head on his arm, “It was okay, cold, you gonna ask that every day?” you asked.

He growled, “Is it a crime to ask how you slept brat?” he growled.

You laughed, “How’d you sleep?” you asked back.

He shrugged, “Fine, sucked, as always.” He said.

Laughing next to him, you both separated as you both reached into the classroom.

During class you would be writing down notes and look up every now and then at your teacher who was doing the lecture, but this time something caught your eye.

Looking towards Bakugou, you saw a small pout on his lips as he stared at the corner of his desk.

You watched as he slowly moved his hand to play at the edge of the desk, fiddling with the corner.

Lifting your eyebrow in a little confusion, you kept watching as he kept fiddling with his desk, and then caught his eye as he tried to subtly look in your direction.

Though when he noticed your already staring eyes, he scowled with a pink blush dusting his cheeks, and shot back around, grumbling to himself.

You chuckled to yourself, noticing that the fiddling he was doing was because your hand used to be there for him to fiddle with when he was under the quirk accident.

He was taking this like such a big baby, you were enjoying this a lot more than you thought you would.

At Lunch you sat with the girls chatting away, while you glanced over a few times to see and overhear a little bit of the boys making fun of Bakugou and him biting back at them a bit.

 When school was out, you quickly dragged Bakugou away from the others, laughing as you both ran together, a massive grin on Bakugou’s face.

Jirou watched the two of you running off from the classroom window, “You think they’re ever going to tell us themselves that they’re in a relationship or are we going to have to tell them we already know?” she asked with a smile.

Momo chuckled, “They sure are sweet together, that’s for sure.” She commented.

Mina brought over Kirishima, “They seem so much happier together. Especially Bakugou, poor guy acts like an abandoned puppy when (Y/n) isn’t around.” She laughed.

Kirishima laughed beside her, “Give him a break, he’s finally got someone who he has strong feelings about, don’t think he’s ever had that before. I’m happy for him.” He said.

The others smiled and nodded in agreement.

 You giggled as you dragged Bakugou into the girls’ dorm, and opened your bedroom door, pulling him in after you.

The boy slammed the door behind himself, a big grin on his face, “Looks like you wanted me all day.” He said.

You lifted your eyebrow at him as he stood in front of you, “Try telling that to people after they see that sappy face you pulled during class today, or the sulking face you do the first time you leave anywhere without me.” You teased.

Bakugou grumbled as he grabbed your waist and jolted you towards him.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as the two of you kissed, desperation from the both of you.

Tongues mixed together, hands going under shirts and fingers tangling in hair as the two of you made out messily.

Bakugou shook off his blazer, and pulled yours quickly grabbing you again and locking his lips with yours

You moaned against him as he grabbed your ass, lifting you up and letting you wrap your legs around him.

He pressed you into the bed, you pulled your hands from messing his hair to unbuttoning his skirt, throwing it to the side as he did the same to you.

He bit and sucked at your exposed shoulders and collarbones, leaving marks and kisses on your skin as you ran your fingers up and down his back and arms, breathing heavily and moaning at the pleasures.

Bakugou slipped his fingers to your back, playing with your bra straps as you also started kissing and sucking on the exposed skin on his shoulders and neck.

When you bit down on the exposed skin where is neck and shoulder met, he hissed and trembled, all while unclipping your bra.

He aggressively took your bra off you and through it off to the side.

Grabbing your now exposed boobs, licking, and nibbling on your nipples.

Your head pulled back in pleasure, your body trembling.

But feeling that you were being teased too much, you pouted.

Lifting your leg, you rubbed against Bakugou’s growing tend in his pants, the boy hissing and instantly pulling back to glare at you with glossed over eyes.

You smiled at him, “Don’t tease me, we don’t have all the time in the world.” You breathed.

The boy huffed, leaning down to kiss you, his fingers gliding down the sides of your rib cage, making you tremble and your breath hitch.

He grinned down at you, “Let me enjoy having you, I haven’t in a while.” He groaned.

You sighed as you pulled him in closer to you, feeling his warmth and breathing in his smell.

But your patience was still not playing along.

You rubbed your thighs together, trying to be discreet, but from Bakugou’s grin in the kiss, not discreet enough.

He slid his hand slowly down your stomach, over your skirt you were still wearing and then underneath said skirt.

His fingers slid between your thighs that were pressed together, sliding over your panties that were already clearly wet.

Bakugou continued to keep your mouth occupied as he kept giving you wet kisses, but that didn’t stop the moans that slipped as his hand kept playing around under skirt.

He pushed his hand under your panties, so he could be direct with your wet mess.

His fingers slid inside you with complete ease, angling his hand so that he could easily finger you, while the base of his balm rubbed and stimulated your clit.

You moaned out, breathing heavily as Bakugou kept a steady rhythm, his fingers making squelching noises as they pumped inside you.

Bakugou quickened his pace, making you through your head back, arching your back as you tried to muffle your moans.

The boy grinned down at you, satisfied with the reactions he was pulling from you with just his fingers alone.

You glared up at me, grabbing the back of his neck you pulled him down and yourself up enough to reach his ear, where you liked and bit.

Bakugou’s breath hitched but he didn’t pull away, you liked to watch his ears turn pink, they were one of his weak points, and you loved to tease them.

You breathed heavily near Bakugou’s ear, purposely moaning a little in his ear.

The boy turned his head enough to side eye you; you smiled as you placed a kiss on his ear.

Both of you were becoming impatient, Bakugou sliding his fingers out of you, sliding your legs up so he was in between them.

Reaching back up, he slid his fingers up your thighs, pulling your panties down, discarding them by throwing them off to the side, and undoing your skirt and doing the same motions as the panties.

Undoing his own pants, you flushed at seeing the bulge in his boxers, but both the pants and boxers were both soon discarded as well.

Seeing his dick standing in excitement, you clutched your thighs back together and bit your lip in anticipation.

Bakugou grinned as he ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it back exposing his forehead, “Like what you see?” he asked.

You smiled up at him, “Not as much as seeing you do that with your hair.” You said.

Bakugou looked unamused, “You rather see my damn forehead than my dick standing?” he asked.

You shrugged your shoulder, “I’m a simple girl.” You giggled.

Bakugou huffed, separating your thighs, “Here says otherwise.” He grinned.

He got himself closer to you, positioning his dick at your entrance, sliding himself in, he breathed out heavily, holding back a moan.

You on the other hand was a mess, you arched your back as Bakugou began thrusting.

Bakugou groaned, and huffed, which made you squirm, “Don’t have to hold back.” You said.

Reaching up around his neck, you pulled yourself up, Bakugou grabbing you and repositioning so that you were in his lap.

Pouncing lightly in his hold you let out a huff, “Moan a little for me.” You breathed.

Bakugou stared up at you, squeezing his eyes shut as he stared pushing harder and faster into you, making you bounce.

Feeling you around him, and after your words, he groaned, letting out little deep moans.

Hearing his pleasures, the once you were feeling intensified.

Intertwining your fingers in his hair at the back of his head, you tugged a little, pulling his hair and head back a little.

He shivered as he smiled at you.

But you were too lost in the heated sex to give much of a response.

Bakugou leaned you back, your hips still high up on him as your upper body were laying on the bed again.

Getting on his knees, he pushed harder and faster, you could feel yourself nearing your climax, you clutched at his arms that held your hips.

Feeling this, Bakugou leaned over you again, keeping his fast pace.

Groaning and moaning you could both tell you were going to climax.

Bakugou leaned down and chomped down hard on your shoulder, making your legs clench on Bakugou as you held back a scream of pleasure, riding out your climax.

He kept thrusting and your scratched hard and deep into Bakugou’s back, his breath shook as he pulled out and his hot seed spilled out on your stomach.

You both breathed hard, the hot activity taking a toll on the both of you.

Bakugou cleaned up your stomach and your wet pussy with tissues that you had beside your bedside.

He laid next to you, laying his arm out and looking at you.

You smiled and cuddled into him, you loved his smell, it wasn’t something you could describe properly, it was sweet and comforting and warm, and just him.

Bakugou rubbed his face on top of your head, smelling your hair, “You smell so nice.” He said.

You giggled, rubbing your face into his neck.

He pulled back to look at you, “What?” he asked.

You shook your head, “Nothing, I was just thinking the same thing.” You said.

Bakugou smiled and growled grabbing you and tossing you in the bed playfully as you laughed.

 Going back down to the common room after a shower and clean clothes, you stretched your arms.

You hummed, cuddled up in one of Bakugou’s hoodies, “Gonna steal this one for a while, it’ll help me sleep for sure.” You said.

Bakugou scoffed, “At least you’ll get to. None of your shit will fit or would I be caught dead in.” he said.

You chuckled, “Well, when I eventually give it back and take a different one, this one will smell like me, and then you’ll have little trouble right?” you said.

Bakugou lifted an eyebrow in thought and then nodded, “I guess you could keep lending them to you.” He said and put his arm around you.

Seeing the others gathered in the common room, they smiled, “Look who it is!” Kaminari said.

Bakugou growled at him, but you were surprised that he didn’t take his arm off from around you.

The red eyed blond glared, “Shut your face, dopey.” He spat.

Hagakure skipped over, “Common, you two really going to not tell us what’s up with the two of you?” she asked.

Momo shook her head, “Don’t make fun of them.” She said.

Todoroki looked over from the couch, “Maybe they’re just in the habit now thanks to the quirk Bakugou was under. Habits can stick around.” He said.

You smiled, “Well, I guess that’s not too far off.” You said.

Kirishima smiled, “It’s good to see you guys happy.” He said.

You smiled and Bakugou looked down at you, grunting, and then looked back over to the others, huffing, “Why wouldn’t we be? We’re very happy together.” He stated.

Everyone seemed to freeze, including you.

Blinking a few times, you glanced up at Bakugou, too stunned to speak.

Sero cleared his throat, “By together, you mean…?” he trailed off.

Bakugou grumbled, “Yes dumbass, we’re together, got a problem with that?” he asked, pulling you closer to him.

You flushed pink, not expecting Bakugou to confirm your relationship to the others so fast.

Looking up at him, you could see that his ears were dusted pink.

You smiled to yourself at Bakugou’s subtle embarrassment.

The girls circled you and pulled you away from Bakugou in excitement, while the guys circled around Bakugou.

Mina hugged you while jumping, “I’m so happy for you guys!” she called, running over to Bakugou with excitement.

Jirou patted your back, “Good to see that you two were able to tell us, we weren’t sure when you guys were going to tell us.” She said.

You rubbed the back of your head, “I feel like this is way too much, but thanks for the support, guys.” You said.

Kirishima put his hand on Bakugou’s shoulder, “Dude, that was so manly.” He said, tears running down his face.

Mina wrapped her arm around Bakugou’s neck, bringing him down so she could tussle his hair, “Our little Bakugou is growing up so fast!” she called.

Bakugou growled and shoved her off him, “Get off me, the lot of you!” he called.

 When things finally settled down, it was once again time for bed, Iida made it very strict especially when it was a school night.

To which Bakugou had no complaints about, he liked going to bed early.

Saying your goodnights, you and Bakugou shared a private moment with no one in sight to kiss and hug before going your separate ways.

Going back into your room, you got dressed into your pjs, set your alarm and crawled into bed.

Snuggling into Bakugou’s hoodie, you hummed and tried to fall asleep.

About an hour or two later you woke up, you groaned, trying to snuggle back into your pillow and the collar of Bakugou’s hoodie.

But you were stuck with being dead tired, but not being able to sleep.

Huffing you sat up, swinging your legs out of bed, you seared for your discarded pants, slipped on some shoes and went out onto your balcony.

Sighing up at the night sky, you saw your breath flow out into the night.

A thought popping into your brain, you bit your lip.

Deciding that you weren’t going to be able to sleep for now, you decided to break a few rules.

Climbing up to the roof, you sneakily made your way across, your quirk being a good help as you climbed down the other side of the dorm.

Landing on a balcony you smiled, going to the doors.

Pulling out your phone, you sent out a text,

 ‘Wakey wakeyy’

 You heard the dings of a message go through, but after a little bit you got no response.

You pouted, typing away on your phone,

 ‘Wake up sleeping beauty!

Hey

Bitch I swear to god

WAKE THE HELL UP’

 You sent over and over again.

Before you sent anymore, you finally got a response.

 ‘Wtaf do you want!? I’m trying to sleep bitch!’

 You grinned,

 ‘Hurry up and look out on your balcony

I’m freezing my ass off out here

Soon there won’t be an ass for you to grab’

 Soon the drapes covering the inside of the room pulled back.

You smiled and waved at the boy who looked surprised.

Bakugou opened the doors, “What the hell are you doing?” he asked.

You shrugged, “You going to let me in, or are you wanting to loose this ass you like grabbing all the time?” you said.

Bakugou huffed and grabbed you to bring you inside.

You shivered a little as you walked inside.

The boy crossed his arms, “You wanting another round or something?” he asked with a smug look.

You lifted your eyebrow, “Is that all you think about?” you scoffed.

He stood there, dropping his arms, “What’re you doing here?” he asked.

You shrugged, “Breaking the rules?” you grabbed his hand. “I was having trouble sleeping, and I just wanted to come and cuddle.”

Seeing you giving him the puppy eyes, the boy gave in with a sigh.

Smiling at his defeat, you dragged him over to the bed, taking off the pants you knew you were going to lose in your sleep anyways, something Bakugou wouldn’t be surprised by at this point.

Crawling into the warm bed, Bakugou joined you and wrapped his arms around you and you cuddled back.

Sighing into each other’s holds, you finally felt like you might be able to sleep.

Bakugou tugged on his jumper that you were wearing.

Looking up you gave him questioning eyes.

He smiled, “Don’t want to exchange this for something else?” he asked.

You scoffed, but smiled as you sat up, taking off the jumper and the top you were wearing underneath.

Bakugou slid his shirt off over his head and handed it to you.

You slid the shirt on and displayed it for him, “You feel better now?” you asked.

The boy smirked, “Do you?” he asked.

You rolled your eyes, “Your boyfriend shirt kink. I swear to god.” You giggled.

Bakugou cupped your face with his hand, “You love it.” He said.

Leaning into his hold, you hummed, “I love you.” You said.

He smiled, “Me too.” He said, leaning you down to kiss you.

Going back down you cuddled with him, your face in his neck, and his cheek on your head.

You bit your lip, “That was beyond cheesy and cringy.” You said, stifling a laugh.

Bakugou huffed a laugh, “Couldn’t agree more, sappy bitch.” He said.

you slapped his chest lightly as you both chuckled.

Watching his chest raise and fall as he breathed, you stared tracing a circle on his skin, “I was surprised that you just told everyone like that.” You mumbled.

The boy hummed, “Didn’t want me to?” he asked.

You shook your head, “It’s not that, I’m happy about it, I was just surprised. I thought that you wanted to keep it a secret until you felt comfortable with it.” You said.

Bakugou nudged your head so you would look up at him, “I am comfortable. You make me comfortable.” Seeing you smile he pressed his head against yours. “Besides, I wanted them to know that you are mine. I don’t want to see anyone trying to put the moves on you whatsoever.”

You hummed, “I’m pretty sure that when word gets around, even if someone had feelings for me, they’d be too intimidated by you to even try for me.” You said.

Bakugou nodded, “That’s the point.” He said.

You shook your head, “You’re an idiot.” You said.

Bakugou smiled and kissed your cheek, “I’m your idiot.” He said.

You grinned, “Ah so you admit that you’re an idiot then, good to know you’re aware of it.” You teased.

Bakugou grumbled and tossed you to the other side, playfully wrestling you.

You knew that things would get messy in some areas, with Bakugou being the jealous type, but you knew all too well that if a girl you didn’t really know got too close to him, you would be too.

There are going to be a lot of bumpy roads along the way, but you knew that you and Bakugou really do love each other, no matter how much that makes you cringe, you would never deny it.

You were both happy, and you were both going to do your best to keep each other happy.

                                                     __The End__

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Chapter 19

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⛔️Trigger warnings: Sex, manipulation, toxic relationships, yandere, romanticized abuse, verbal abuse, violence, Sexual assault (ATTEMPT), physical violence, degradation, Narcissistic family, mental illness/instability, delusional thinking, drug use leading to inevitable abuse, hallucinations, gas lighting, fractured psyche, co-dependency, enabling                

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It was slightly depressing to be back at school after being out of the country and experiencing a marriage proposal. Of course it didn’t even take five minutes after you and Katsuki greeted your group of friends for Mina’s perceptive gaze to fall on your glittering finger.

She snatched your hand up so quickly you didn’t even see her move, “What is this?!”. Her shriek instantly gaining the attention of the rest of your classmates.

Kirishima let’s out a low whistle, Kaminari leans in for a closer look at your hand in Mina’s death grip “That must of cost a fortune”.

“I wanna see!”

“Oh my god! Are you-“

“Woah look at that!”

Everyone crowding around you was getting to be too much, all of their eyes on you made your skin heat up and caused your chest to tighten. You opened and closed your mouth a few times, anxiety getting the better of you. 

“Oi get the fuck back!”

The sudden shout, paired with the menacing crackling that followed it, had succeeded in forcing the group to give you some space. You breathe a sigh of relief and try not to make it blatantly obvious you are attempting to use Katsuki as a shield for the numerous curious as well as shocked stares aimed at the two of you. Midoryia is the only one brave enough to take a step closer , and the green haired male stutters as he does so, “K-Ka-Kaachan? What…?”.

Letting out an annoyed “Tch” at his stumped and somewhat bashful rival’s stammering. You feel a warm hand on the small of your back, pushing you slightly and begrudgingly you come out from behind your aggressive lover to stand at his side.

“M’only Gonna say this once so open your Fuckin ears!” Katsuki sneers at the others still gathered around you two. His narrowed crimson eyes shift from them to you, his expression instantly softened and you know he was analyzing your outward appearance to get a good idea on how you were feeling internally. You made a sound only he could pick up on before straightening your spine and winding your arms around one of his muscular biceps.

Imitating the small smile he couldn’t fully display right now, as it was only for you to see. The aggression and haughty façade was back as soon as he glares at your classmates once more.

“We’re gettin’ married and that’s all you need to know, anyone bothers her with shitty opinions or pesters to see her ring, I’ll blow you straight to hell…now piss off”.

Thankfully, everyone seemed to take Katsuki for his word and they didn’t bother you any more than normal. Plus with graduation coming up, your eventual nuptials paled in comparison. It was one week before the final week of your schooling came to an end forever, that you found yourself on the beach one evening. A large bonfire burned and music blared through the large Bluetooth boom box someone had brought along. The wind blew your hair into your face for the umpteenth time as you allowed Mina to pull you onto your feet to dance with her. It wasn’t just your class gathered here, all three of the famous hero schools had gathered to celebrate together.

Everywhere you looked people were drinking, dancing, or socializing. A sudden bout of rambunctious cheers grabbed everyone’s attention as the game of beach volleyball between the boys came to an end. You couldn’t help but smile as you watched Kirishima pick up your lover (who had apparently been the reason they won the game) and lift him into the air.

Shaking your head at their antics you turn to Mina, “I’m going to use the restroom”. “Want me to come with?” She offers but you shake your head “No, I need you to be here to tell Katsuki where I went because as soon as he doesn’t see me, you know he’s going to come ask”. The both of you share a laugh before the pinkette agrees and you start towards the small section of trees that the cement building housing the restrooms resides behind. You quickly do your business and as you wash up, the cheap old light bulbs over head begin to flicker.

Once they start they don’t seem to stop, just as you hurriedly reach for the door handle the door itself opens up. You jump back in suprise to see two unfamiliar young men looking down at you.

“Excuse me” you offer, trying to get them to let you side step and exit the lavatory but they ignore it.

Both of them enter the room causing you to take a cautious step back, as one moves towards you and the other leans back against the heavy door after shutting it behind them. “Ummm…?” You start but pause, not knowing how exactly to Adress this situation. 

“No need to be nervous sweetheart, we just want to talk that’s all…” the one approaching you states, showing his hands as if the gesture would reassure you, it didn’t. “I can’t imagine you have much to say to someone you have never met…I’m taken, so if you’re looking for a date then-“.

They both chuckled at your statement, giving each other a look before focusing on you once more.

“We’ve been out here watching you lot have fun this whole time and I must admit, my buddy and I are feeling a little left out…So many beautiful ladies out here drinking and dancing…but you’re the only one that’s stupid enough to go off by yourself”. For every step the stranger takes forward, you take one back, until your back hits the tiled wall. Now he’s caging you in against it, a wide smile displaying his teeth as one of his hands comes up and pats your cheek.

“Do yourself a favor and don’t make me hurt cha baby…Keep your mouth shut, be compliant and I’ll make this good for you too, understand?”. You turn your head to the side as he tries to kiss you, catching a glimpse of yourself in the grimey bathroom mirror only fills you with more terror.

There in the scuffed and grubby glass is the exact same broken girl you remembered that night in the infirmary. She’s touching her swollen lips with one hand and wincing as her fingers caress bruises that litter her neck and chest. The sudden and undeniable deja vu that washes over you is an obvious sign that this has happened to you before and it’s about to happen again…Large palms sticky with sweat grope at your skin as they slip beneath your clothing, the humid air making your assailant’s hot breath leave condensation on your skin.

The you in the mirror finally takes notice of the you that’s outside of it,  her swollen lips twitching in lieu of a frown, eyes narrowed as they continue observing you.

This is your fault.

You did this to us.

How could you possibly love that monster?

Your own voice was scathing as it echoed around inside your head.

“I…didn’t…I don’t understand!” You shout, slamming your eye lids shut, effectively startling the bastard assaulting you. 

“What are you-“

It’s your fault.

You can’t play ignorant forever.

Remember….remember…REMEMBER!

“Shut up! Just shut up!”

You feel your flailing fist strike something and then a hand clamps down around your throat. It’s grip tightening enough to keep you from drawing in a breath. 

Look what you let him do to me…

You don’t think it can happen again? You-

The other you finally goes silent and you chance a look at the mirror; The menacing aura had vanished, now the other you was shrinking back almost fearfully.

He’s coming.

The lack of oxygen had begun getting to you, your shoulders started to sag as you fight to remain concious. 

“The fuck was that all about? She must be some sort of head case” the guy leaning against the door says as your eyes close.

“All the best looking ones are man” his friend replies, smirking over his shoulder as he lowers your unconscious form to the ground.

The smile he’d intended on giving in return, turned into a frown “Shit, she got you pretty good bro, you’re bleeding”. Your assailant finally takes note of the stinging slice beneath his eye, and then the glittering ring on your finger,

“It’s only cause of this rock on her Fuckin hand”. The whistle from his friend behind him only makes more fury burn hot in his chest, “I think this one is worth more than a quick fuck here on this dirty floor, I’m taking her back with me…Gonna make her properly apologize for this”.

“We can at least get a sneak peak first right?” 

“Of course”

Your shirt starts to rise up your sternum and as soon as it’s up over your chest both men drooling over your breasts, eager to see the rest of you. They don’t get to, because a split second later the door gets kicked open so hard it sent the bastard leaning against it flying across the room.

“Who the fuck-“

The man touching you didn’t get to finish that sentence as one sparking hand yanked him up on his knees, before a crackling fist smashes into his face. This process repeats over and over again, the other man is quaking in terror across the room as he  watched his best friend’s face become unrecognizable at the hands of the enraged ash blonde demon. Surely that’s what this creature is, a demon; There is no way a normal human was capable of inflicting this type of unrestrained violence upon his fellow man, especially being unprovoked.

Once bones began cracking, the terrified man turned towards the nearest toilet and vomited. Spluttering and sobbing once he heard footsteps approaching him, the sparking hand was reaching out to snatch him up, when suddenly it stopped.

Soft whimpers could be heard from the opposite side of the bathroom, his friend had been rendered silent long ago so it certainly wasn’t him…

The blonde devil’s head snaps sideways instantly, taking in the shivering female on the floor before turning back to look down his nose at the man cowering under his crimson glare. His voice was more raspy than usual from over exertion; “Get the fuck up, take your buddy and drive somewhere far away from here, because if I see you again I promise you’ll look worse than him”.

Once the two goons were gone, Katsuki made it a point to viciously scrub his hands clean of any blood that remained beneath his nails.

Using a couple paper towels to grip the handle he pushed the door open, leaving everything as is and carrying you out with him.  Carefully placing you in the passenger seat of his brand new sports car and buckling you in, ensuring your seat was leaned back before texting the group chat from your phone;

I started to feel a bit nauseous, Suki and I are gonna head home.

Have fun, but not too much fun ~🫶🏼

Perfectly believable.

The smooth purr of the engine isn’t nearly loud enough to drowned out the horrible self-deprecation continuously on loop inside the confines of his skull. His hand that wasn’t required to steer found it’s way to your thigh, giving a gentle squeeze before coming to rest atop your knee. Katsuki had never lost complete control of himself like that before…and the release of such pent up rage that accompanied it was borderline orgasmic. Walking through the foliage and seeing one of the two restroom doors closed he instantly knew something bad was happening behind it. Busting inside and spotting some unknown man leaning over your unconscious body, touching you was too much for him to bare. Your body is solely for Katsuki’s eyes, your soft skin was only for him to feel, and there was some cretin sullying the perfection that belongs to him…That bastard deserved what he got, and he would never be able to live a life without some sort of physical complications thanks to the beating Katsuki had given him..

Well, if the piece of shit lives that is…The smile that thought brought to his face in the form of a twitch of his lips was quick to vanish.

First, you almost let her die at the hands of some bottom ranked villain and now you almost allowed her to be sexually assaulted by some trashy frat boys! What kind of pathetic excuse for a man are you?

A voice that sounds suspiciously like that of his mother, begins to chastise him inside his head.

Katsuki grits his teeth in frustration, he was far too old to be doubting his abilities, wether it be as a hero or lover. He already knew it wasn’t possible for him to watch over you 24/7, so you were just going to have to be kept on a shorter leash from now on. You had demonstrated too many times that you weren’t capable of protecting yourself or making your own decisions correctly, so it was his job as your soon to be husband, to look after you. Rather than head back towards the dorms, Katsuki steers the car off the highway off-ramp that leads towards the heart of the city. The two of you need to be alone after such a trauma inducing incident, and what better place for that to be than your new apartment.

The morning his parents announced that they would accompany the two of you check out apartments put a damper on Katsuki’s mood. “You’re that eager to get rid of us already?” You’d asked once the four of you had all gotten in the car. His mother immediately hit the break a little harder than necessary at the stop sign, turning towards the back seat to address you before taking off again, “Of course not! That’s not-“.

“I was just kidding, it was a joke” you are quick to reply with a nervous laugh. Katsuki snorted at that, unable to resist taking a jab at Mitsuki, “How did you not pick up on that?”.

“Shut up Katsuki!”

It wasn’t until the end of the day that you guys found somewhere that both blonde’s deemed suitable. You and Masaru stood off to the side while the poor owner of the building was being grilled by the equally surly and demanding duo. 

“So we agree, this is the one?” Mitsuki asks, looking from Katsuki to you, “Yep” he replied verbally while you simply smile and nod.

That’s when it was revealed that the two adults would take care of your down payment and first 6 months rent, “It’s an engagement present”. You instantly started to tear up, non stop thanks pouring from your mouth from that point until bed time that night. The place was furnished, in a safe area of the city, top notch security and surveillance, and the list goes on of all the reasons the place was perfect. 

                           🏬

The cross arm blocking the underground parking garage lifts and once parked perfectly in one of the three spaces allotted to their apartment he cuts the engine. You had started to stir as he was parking, but still you wake with an immediate start.

“Hey it’s okay, you’re safe princess”

You visibly relax as you turn towards Katsuki, but instantly dissolve into tears. Strong arms hold you in a protective embrace as sobs rack your body, you try to speak but your words are slurred and muffled.

“I made it in time, they didn’t even get to touch you” Katsuki reassures you as many times as he has to. By the time he’s lifting you into his arms and carrying you into the elevator his shirt is soaked with your tears. It’s a quick ride to the top floor, you take the keys and unlock the door and he dutifully carry’s you over the threshold, kicking the door shut. The California king sized mattress feels like heaven as your back touches down on it, but you are still trapped inside your mind, burning from the inside out in your internal hell.

“It’s happened to me before”

Your words cause him to freeze, a bead of sweat drips from his temple, splashing down silently onto the floor.

“Katsuki stop, please just leave, I won’t even tell anyone about this okay? I don’t want you to get in trouble-“

“You still care about me, I knew you never stopped…”

Why were you shaking your head no? It couldn’t be more obvious that you were still in love with him, just as he was with you.

“Why are you denying it?!”

 He’s raising his voice again and it seems to make him even angrier to watch you back away.

You keep putting distance between us.

“I dont remeber it though…probably for a good reason…Does that make me damaged goods?” You ask this with a fresh wave of tears spilling from your eyes. “No! Of course not” Katsuki has gotten better at comforting, so long as it’s you and not anyone else. He’s quick to join you on the bed as you reach out to him, happily accepting you into his too tight embrace.

“I feel like it sometimes though…and that’s why I was never good enough for my parents, my mom always used to tell me I-“ you’re surprised when Katsuki’s angry voice interrupts you.

“Fuck them! You’re perfect! Absolutely incredible, the most amazing person I’ve ever met! Hell, my mom adores you and she hates everyone” the watery eyed smile you give him upon hearing the last of his rant makes him return it with one of his own, “We have each other and that’s all that matters to me, I just need you, who cares about anyone else…”.

You know he means it.

“Why me? I don’t understand…You could have anyone in the world but you settle for me” you mumble as he pulls you down with him against the pillows. You feel large calloused fingers grip your jaw, forcing you to look at him. Katsuki looks offended and mildly angry, you gulp as his eyes narrow, “Settled for you? The fucks that supposed to mean hah? I’m the best there is, I don’t need to settle for shit!” He snarls, fingers gripping your face harshly now.

“Suki-“

“If I’m the best there is than what does that make you? I chose you because you were the only one worthy of my time, that proved you are worth loving, and even though you gave me a hard fucking time I chased after you and got you in the end, because I win at life and you are my prize for that win…understand me?” His rough voice is as smooth as velvet, a serious shift from what it had been only minutes earlier.

“Yes, I understand” you reply shakily, through trembling lips.

You didn’t, not at all.

“Good girl, now don’t ever ask me such a stupid fucking question again”.

Despite the traumatic experience that only happened hours ago, it wasn’t that which kept you awake as you lay beside Katsuki. As wonderful as it felt to be so loved by him, at the same time it felt…dangerous. Sure he was possessive, and the night he proposed to you as the two of you were tangled together in bed he had no problem admitting his obsession with you. The look in his eyes was only terror inducing for a few seconds, and then your vision whited out as he expertly made you fall apart on his cock.

You began to feel guilty;

Here I am sharing this big bed in this beautiful apartment being held by someone that loves me so much and I’m thinking badly of him…

Your mother always said you were far too self-destructive, hell bent on condemning yourself to suffer for some unknown reason.

“Katsuki”

Your voice is quiet incase he was asleep.

“Hm?” 

Hearing his gruff reply is enough encouragement for you to roll your body over and atop of his.

“I need you”

A simple, but loaded statement.

His eyes snap open, “Whatsamatter?” he rasps, making you smile, he must of just barely fallen asleep and you woke him right back up.

“I just was thinking about how lucky I am to have you…and how much I love you” you explained, placing a chaste kiss on his lips and running your hands over his muscular pecs  “I’m sorry I woke you up, I’ll let you go back to-“.

“Oh no I’m wide awake now princess” Katsuki growls, grabbing two handfuls of your ass and rocking your pelvis against the growing buldge in his boxers.

“You’re such a good girl, always so grateful for everything…Even your sweet little pussy is weeping with gratitude, hah baby?”.

The vulgarity and implication of the statement have you uttering the smallest moan, as your now discarded clothes get tossed off the bed. Sex after an almost assault is undoubtedly not the best idea but…You sure don’t want to talk about it, and Katsuki isn’t one for words either. You both are damaged individuals; It’s a lot easier to just have sex than it is to engage in a heart felt conversation, that may or may not end in tears, or a few broken down walls…

This feels so much better though.

“No more thinking princess, gonna get rid of all those bad thoughts that don’t belong inside such a pretty little head”

You give him a shy smile and nod, already knowing that Katsuki will take care of you, he always does.

“Don’t wanna think…just want you Suki…need you” your voice is breathy and the last two words come out in more of a whine as the blunt head of his cock glides up your slit. “You have me…my needy little cry baby, and I have you, I’m certainly not giving you up, so we’re stuck together…forever” a calloused thumb brushes over the knuckles of your left hand, and the glint of the ring adorning your finger has you both glancing at it.

Forever is such a serious word, hearing him say it so easily is daunting in itself. How is he able to be so entirely sure of the future? What if things don’t end up working out? What if-

“Thought I told you to stop thinking baby? Gonna make me punish you the very first night we spend in our new place?”

“No! Course not…m’sorry my love it won’t happen again…I promise”

You extend a pinky finger to him as if the gesture was worth more than play ground proof of commitment.

“Geez y/n, You are such a little kid sometimes” the sides of his mouth twitching upward and ruining the scowl he wears after saying this, “S’okay though cause you have me to look after ya, and you’re just too damn cute to resist, someone else might try to prey on the innocent little princess”.

You huff at his condescending words, even though he speaks with such a doting timbre to his gruff voice. If it were physically possible to have hearts in one’s eyes; Katsuki most certainly would as he teases your pouty lips with a finger. His crimson eyes have darkened in the low light of the bedroom, black pupils expanding from the intense rush of lust and adoration his obsession fuels him with every time you lay bare beneath him.

It has to be sometime past the wee hours of the morning by now, but you were too far gone, nothing mattered anymore.

Well with exception for the one looking down at you, as he swivels his hips before pressing the head of his cock against your cervix. “You look so fucking beautiful like this,  who’s my good girl, hah?” Katsuki asks as he ceases moving, enjoying the sensation of you cockwarming him. You feel a soft tap on your cheek and immediately lean into the warm touch “m’yer good girl”.

You peek up at him through fluttering lashes, then press a kiss to the palm he’s cupping your cheek with, “M’gonna be yer good wife too”. Oh yeah, you didn’t know your ass from your elbow right now, Katsuki had successfully emptied your mind of anything other than himself and his dick.

“Damn straight”

You whine loudly as he presses a thumb against your clit, slowly resuming the gyrations of his hips.

A loud groan of his own joins your’s in the darkness of the bedroom, “Clenchin’ down on me real hard angel, gonna cum on my cock again? How many times has it been now?”.

“Please lemme hold you this time Suki” you whine, making grabby hands towards him. Bakugou gives in, letting your leg fall off his shoulder and back on the bed. Using his forearms to hold his body above your’s isn’t good enough, you pout so adorably before wrapping your legs around his waist and forcing him down on top of you. You let out a content sigh at the comfort having his weight on you seems to bring. Ensuring to thwart any chance of escape, tighten your grip on him in every way you can, the breathy “Fuck” he lets out has your cunt pulsing around him.

His hips stutter briefly as he transitions into moving them in an over exaggerated arch before sinking back into you. Easily finding a rythm that suits both of you at the purposefully slower pace, he’s hitting all the right spots, making your eyes roll back, and toes  curl tightly against the silk sheets. 

With you obviously so fucked out, Katsuki felt comfortable enough to get some things off his chest.

You definitely won’t remember any of it tomorrow.

“You know you can’t be without me anymore, right baby? Seems like you’re accepting that fact now…l’ll do better at keeping you safe I swear it”

You’re a piece of shit son and a sorry excuse for a husband to-be Katsuki! You don’t deserve her, you’re so weak you couldn’t protect her even if you tried!

Determined not to let his own insecurities ruin this moment he kisses you again, giving himself time to silence the toxic thoughts before focusing on you once more.

“You’re the only person that matters to me y/n, We’re going to have the best life together; I’m going to spoil you, treat you like you deserve, can’t wait to come home to my cute little house wife every night, waiting for me at the door in a skimpy outfit and letting me bend you over the kitchen counter” he groans at the mental image, balls tightening as he ruts into you harder.

“Gods you’re Fuckin’ perfect, I can’t wait until I see you waddle around our place pregnant with my kids, you want that too don’t you? Want me to breed this perfect little princess cunt, blow load after load into you until it sticks…I know you’ll like that, you always have, since our very first time together”

“Shit! I um..I don’t have a…I don’t have protection, I bet shitty hair or dunce face has some! I’ll uh, go back downstairs and-“

“Do we really have to use one?” You sound so disappointed, but when your eyes meet his a hopeful spark dances through  your e/c irises, “I mean, you know I’m on birth control, you insisted on escorting me to my last appointment”.

Of course he remembered watching you get a needle jammed above your ass cheek! 

“So you know I’m not trying to trap you or anything like that…. I just..You’re really important to me Katsuki, and I for once in my life just want to feel everything, I don’t want anything to get in the way of what we’re about to do…so no barriers, physical or emotional, can you let me have that?”

“You can have whatever the fuck you want as long as you’re getting it from me”

The memories from that night would always be so vivid In Katsuki’s mind, did you remember it like he does? Every sound, smell, and insignificant detail is ingrained on the inside of his brain, never to be forgotten.

“-Can’t take anymore, s’too much”

He’d gotten so caught up in that memory, the young man had only caught the last of what you’d said.

“Whatsamatter princess? What is my crybaby whining about this time? “.

“I don’t want to cum again s’too much Suki, please just fill me up already, wanna feel it inside-“

“Oho you should no better, I can’t get off unless you do first princess, now be a good little slut and cream on this cock again”.

You know better than to make him have to ask you twice.

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“I can’t believe we finally graduated! We’re all full fledged heroes now, isn’t it awesome?!”

Kirishima exclaims, the rest of the bakusquad agreeing with him.

Katsuki’s across the arena talking with All might and Aizawa while Masaru prepares his camera and Mitsuki wears her biggest proud mother grin. In an uncharacteristic gesture, you motion for your little friend group to move closer and initiate a group hug. 

“I just want to let you guys know that I’m going to miss seeing each of you every day…Katsuki may not admit it, but I don’t have a problem with saying…I think of all of you guys as family, not just friends” you glance up to see the suprised faces of Mina, Jiro, Denki, and Serro. Kirishima gives you an extra tight squeeze; “I couldnt agree more y/n!”.

“Stop talking like we aren’t going to see each other ever again silly girl”

“Aw y/n I wasn’t expecting that from you, I don’t want my make up to run now dammit”

“I thought we were invited to come see your guys new place on Saturday? Don’t tell me Kaachan changed his mind! Jiro and I already got a housewarming gift for you guys”

“You idiot! You weren’t supposed to tell her-“

“I think you guys have all forgotten something kind of important..” the red head says with a nervous laugh. The other’s stare for at him with utter confusion on their faces, only to all realize and exclaim “THE WEDDING!” at the same time.

You’re quick to cover your face in embarrassment, because despite the fact that a graduation ceremony has just commenced and so many people are gathered around, your friends just have to draw every eye toward your circle.

“When is it anyway?  Have you guys even set a date yet?”

“Where is it going to be? Oooh will it be one of those destination weddings on some remote island?”

“What flavor is the cake?”

“Have you decided who’s going to be in your bridal party?”

You’re getting hounded with questions you don’t have the answers to just yet, and of course Katsuki was taking his sweet time getting over to you. So you take a deep breath and answer them; “Honestly, I’ve been wanting to try and postpone it for at least a year…I don’t want to have to plan a wedding on top of all the other important decisions that come along with being an adult…”. 

“I haven’t mentioned this to Suki just yet though…” you add sheepishly, glancing over your shoulder to make sure he wasn’t sneaking up on you.

“I’m sure he’ll understand” Kirishima attempts to reassure you by placing a hand on your shoulder.

Only for Kaminari and Serro to interject and ruin it;

“Or he’s going to flip out and think your trying to leave him”

“Or he might blow a hole in the roof of your new place thinking you found someone else”.

A strange feeling has plagued you since the start of the ceremony, as if you’re being watched. A lot of people are here, it could just be the feeling of eyes on you as they scan the crowd in search of their loved ones. So once again you ignore it, smiling at the two boys getting reprimanded by Jiro, Mina, and Kirishima. Then you hear your name called, the familiar voice is quiet from hesitation and sudden apprehension of whom it belongs.

You quickly spin to see your brother standing a few feet away, and your wide smile has his nervousness evaporating instantly.

“I’ll be back” you call to your arguing friends, quickly hurrying over to your younger sibling.

“B/N! I can’t believe you’re here, I wouldn’t have ever expected to see you!” You exclaim happily.

Despite the shitty excuse for parents you had, the two of you still have a close relationship as siblings. “Y/n! It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you big sis…I was able to get one of my friend’s sisters to give me their extra ticket to the ceremony, I just wanted to be able to see you and talk to you” he replies, letting you give him a tight hug. “Let’s get away from all this madness and talk a bit, yeah?” The two of you exit the atrium of the auditorium and head outside.

Frustrated that his parents had weaseled their way into his conversation with All might and Aizawa, Katsuki’s began scanning the crowd in attempts to locate you. His eyes narrow as they land on the group of idiots you’d been with before but you where nowhere to be seen. A flash of panic immediatly turns into anger as he gives the sea of people occupying the atrium another scan. A familiar head of hair catches his eye and he zeroed in on your figure; A guy is holding the door open for you and follows after you as the two of you exit the building.

Who the fuck is that?

Why the fuck did you just take off with some random guy?

Better yet, why were you anywhere other than by his side?

Without a fourth thought, the angry blonde is on his way towards the same door you just left out of.

A harsh grip on the back of his shirt stops and hauls him backwards, “Katsuki, stand in between your professors so we can get a picture” orders his mother.

Rather than make a scene shouting at the woman, he obeys her order.

Getting in place between the older men, he manages a partial smile as his father snaps a few photos.

“-I tried to get them to postpone the trip until you were able to come along, said you had things that you needed to do as prep for your final year, but apparently they lied to me…” B/N says sadly, shuffling his feet.

“I never blamed you, I’ve never had any bad feelings towards you, I’ve been good! you don’t need to worry about me…I well, I’m not sure where to start but um…I’m going to be getting married soon, and my fiancé’s parents were the ones that had taken me in while you guys were away, they’re wonderful people! All three of them have done so much for me” you explained, happy to be sharing this information with your brother.

“W-What?! You’re getting married?! To who? When?! I didn’t even know you were seeing anyone! Last I heard you had that one boy that was stalking and harassing you, speaking of which…Has he left you alone? Hopefully this new guy beat some sense into that creep” he chuckles at the thought and you momentarily freeze up.

“Please just leave me alone, we’re over, I can’t handle you acting like this”

“Y/N!”

The shout snaps you out of the hazy memory that had seemingly resurfaced. 

“I take it you know this guy that’s walking over here? He’s uh..well he’s looking at me like he wants me dead..” your brother mumbles taking a cautious step backwards.

Before you can explain, a very pissed off Katsuki is beside you.

Thinking it best to be the first to speak, you quickly wrap your arms around the angry blonde, kissing his cheek before introducing him “Y/bn this is Katsuki Bakugou my fiancé, and Katsuki this is y/bn my younger brother…He came all this way just to see me on such a special day” you can feel your lover’s anger slightly dissipate as you complete the introduction.

The two men shake hands, each of them nodding at one another.

“Y/n just told me that it was you and your parents that took her in last summer, thank you for looking after my sister, she’s suffered so much at the hands of our parents, I’m happy that she’s found someone to cherish her like she should have been all this time…Thank you for saving her, my words alone can’t possibly convey my appreciation for the generosity of you and your family” y/bn bows to Bakugou and it definitely catches him off guard.

“You uh…you don’t need to do all that…” Katsuki stutters, a blush tinting his cheeks and he clears his throat before continuing “Y/n is my girl, I’d have brought her home with me sooner if I knew how shitty your parents were being to her…you don’t need to worry I’d never let anything happen to her”.

Now with Katsuki present, the joyous sibling reunion seemed to have come to an end. “Let me give you my new number so you can get ahold of me” you suggest, holding your hand out towards your brother. 

“Yeah, that way you don’t have an excuse to not invite me to your wedding! Ah congratulations by the way” he laughs awkwardly as he hands over his phone. Your busy updating your contact information, so you don’t see the flash of anger that crosses Katsuki’s face but your brother certainly does.

Why would he be upset about her giving me her phone number?

Y/bn doesn’t have time to contemplate this as you quickly hand the device back to him.

Before either of you can say anything else, Mitsuki’s loud voice calls out to you;

“Katsuki! Y/n! Come on we’re going to be late for our dinner reservation, the rest of the family is already there!”.

You give your brother an apologetic look and he’s quick to wave you off, “Don’t worry about it, we’ll catch up some other time…Go have fun, this is a big accomplishment for you”.

Katsuki gives him a nod, which your brother returns and before your lover can drag you away, you immediately give your brother another big hug. The two of you sway side to side and share a laugh as you would have when you were children. When you pull away your eyes are shining with tears.

“Sis…Please don’t cry” your brother mumbles sadly. “M’not Gonna cry, It’s just really good to see you again..missed you a lot” you say between sniffles.

“We can meet up as soon as you have some free time, alright? We’ll do something fun! Like old times”

He gives you the boyish smile he always used to before going in for another hug.

Katsuki fought really hard with himself to keep the expression on his face calm because inside he was LIVID. This asshole just shows up after being absent from your life this entire time, and you fall all over yourself. He may be your brother but Katsuki is your devoted lover who’s been here for you the entire time your family hasn’t. No, you weren’t going to be seeing him to “catch up”, you don’t need a link to your parents around. You’ll just end up going back to them, and that can’t happen. When you finally turn to walk away from your brother, Katsuki grips your hand tighter than usual as he practically drags you over to where his parents stood waiting. “Was that your brother y/n?” Masaru asks, you’d told him plenty about your younger sibling during the evenings spent talking out on the back patio with him. You happily nod before explaining how the younger boy had come to see you. 

Katsuki keeps the chip on his shoulder for the rest of the night out with his family. It wasn’t until the two of you enter your apartment together that he finally loses the grimace on his face.

“So….Is this the official start of our new life together?” you giggle, the excitement of today has yet to dwindle down just yet, and your giddy mood has you throwing your arms around your lover’s neck.

“Nah that happened when I made you mine, Jump” Katsuki grumbles as you hop up and wrap your legs around him. Without missing a beat he begins carrying you through the apartment.

“Well why don’t we re-create that time then?” You suggested once reaching your bedroom.

“Nah” Katsuki says before tossing you onto the plush mattress.

“But why-“

You don’t finish your question, because suddenly he’s looming over you, looking oh so menacing but incredibly sexy.

“Why complicate things? We’ll bring today’s celebration to an end by me Fucking you so good all you’ll be able to say is my name”.

The feeling of his hands slipping beneath your dress and indiscriminately squeezing your flesh makes you whimper.

He’s taking his time to get you flustered, massaging the inside of your thighs, dragging his calloused fingers across your hips.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my days with you…just the two of us from now on…love you so Fuckin’ much princess, M’gonna be so good to you baby, worship you like the goddess you are” Katsuki knows he’s rambling, but it was just so hard not to with how irresistible you looked beneath him. 

The level of devotion Katsuki has for you will always be nothing short of confounding. How could someone as incredible as him be so in love with one as damaged as you?

“I want to cherish you for the rest of my life, like a most prized possession”

For the first time in your life,

You’d truly been able to fool yourself

into believing that Happiness

Was not only attainable

But also finally within your grasp

Fin

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O.R.C.H.I.D- Kink Unlocked : Temperature Play

(Flashback)

“Y/N please let’s talk about this!”

“Talk about what?!” you snapped. “The fact that I FOUND you with your tongue down some girl’s throat?” your voice wavered. “AND DO NOT TELL ME IT WAS FOR THE CAMERAS.” you held out a threatening finger. “How could you do this to me?”

“Y/N I would never! I didn’t! My agency thinks I should be with her to boost my reputation! They probably fabricated the whole thing with someone who looked like me!”

“What did you say in response?” you asked. “When they said it...what did you say?”

He was silent.

“So this is about your fucking agency.” you laughed harshly. “Forget old quirkless Y/N and her clumsy ass...do you think that excuses what you did?”

“Y/N this isn’t about you being quirkless- Maybe to them but-!”

“I don’t believe you...you were wearing the bracelet I gave you for your birthday that one year...the one you suddenly lost the minute you went mainstream...Remember?”

“Maybe the others are right...you’re probably just insecure but that doesn’t mean-.”

Your face faltered as those words left his lips. “Insecure?” You cut him off. “...M-me being hurt that I saw you or someone I thought willingly kissed someone else for publicity is me being insecure?” you dared to ask. “Me already having to deal with people telling you I’m a charity case...is that it?” you crossed your arms.

“That’s not what I said-”

“THAT’S HOW IT SOUNDS...I watched you kiss her like you kiss me...without so much as a hitch!”

“Y/N you’re emotional right now. Let’s please talk about this! How can I prove to you-”

(Flashback end)

“Y/N? Y/N!” Izuku waved his hand in your face, snapping you out of your daze. “Did you hear me?”

“Huh?” you raised an eyebrow. “Sorry, I didn’t. What did you say?”

“I said you did a good job on the heist.” he repeated himself. “In both regards.” he winked. You felt your face heat up. “How did everything go?”

You all had returned to the warehouse. You had been zoning in and out since everyone was talking about...shit- who cared.

“A few troublemakers but I made short work of them.” you replied. “They weren’t well armed at all.”

“Well thanks to your device, we were able to successfully extort that asshole and get what we wanted, what was it’s name again?” Tenya asked.

“O.R.C.H.I.D. Short for Operative Really Cool Hyper Intelligent Device....I was 16 when I thought of it don’t judge me. She’s the most powerful super computer in the world.” 

“What made you build her?” asked Izuku. 

“I was build as a homework helper for Y/N while she was still in school. Then she gave me hyper intel to allow me to interact as humans do...along with this totally fabulous style.” the silver haired avatar gloated. 

“Aren’t you scared she’d turned against you?” Shoto asked, making you roll your eyes.

“Y/N is my creator...I’d never turn against her...you on the other hand. One command and you’re all dust.”

“She’s kidding.” you shook your head. “O.R.C.H.I.D, behave.”

“They all have muscles, they shouldn’t be scared.” your A.I rolled her eyes.

“Okay, you’re being muted.” you pressed a button that completely folded up your super computer back into a laptop sized disk.

“That still impresses me no matter how many times I see it.” Izuku shook his head.

“T-thanks.” you stared down at your fingers. “Not that I’m grateful to be here but, do I actually have a place to sleep or am I just gonna stay here with a blow up mattress.” you half joked. 

“Oh we all have our own bedrooms. I’ll show you yours now if you want.”

“That’d be great.” you nervously smile.

“G’night Y/N~” Denki sang as you passed him. “Feel free to come to my room any time.”

“No one is gonna let me live this down are they?” you whispered to yourself.

You got your answer in the form of a smack to your ass, courtesy of Katsuki who hadn’t stopped smirking since all you to the warehouse. Of course. “Y/N is easily the best piece of ass I’ve ever had.” he boasted, not caring if you could hear.

“God the things I’d do to her-”

“You and me both dude.”

“I can’t wait to bed her over and-”

“Good night, Y/N.”

“Go die, Shoto.” you spat in response as you and Izuku left the board room.

“Dude what did you do to make her hate you so much?” Kirishima asked as you walked farther down the hall. You and Izuku stopped outside a door with your name written on it in black permanent marker.

“It’s not much, but-”

“It’s perfect.” you waved him off. It was twice as big as the shoebox bedroom you used to live in. “A paint job is all it needs.” you nodded.

“Great. Um...I’ll leave you to it then...Hey Y/N?” 

“Yeah Izu-” he cut you off with a very quick peck on the lips.

“I’m really glad you’re here...really.” he grabbed your hand. “I really did miss my best friend.”

“I missed you too Izu.” your faced heated intensely like it did did when he gave you a heart-shaped cookie with your name on it for Valentines day once. “Just don’t make me regret this, okay?”

“I won’t. I promise.” he whispered. “...Night.”

“....Have nice dreams.” you called quietly as the door closed. “ORCHID, set up.”

“Setting up!”

You grabbed your handheld keyboard as you sat on the cute little twin bed they had picked out for you. “Why am I doing this?” you sighed. “I’ve always fought for the greater good.”

“...Well, and I’m sorry to say this...the greater good hasn’t treated you well since you were a child and I was only as big as a cellphone helping you with your homework. I know I’ve been against this...but maybe you should be making the world pay.”

“Weren’t you just reprimanding me for doing this like 12 hours ago? anyways...That’s what I’m afraid of. What if I have to fight the people I call my friends.”

“According to my data, no one in your graduating class has taken up hero work. All of them are imprisoned...or doing the devil’s work.”

‘Really?” you raised an eyebrow. “So it was only me and my naivety. I guess I thought since I finally got a quirk of my own, I owed it to God or whoever else was listening...cuz I thought it was a blessing.” you began undressing yourself from your day clothes.

“When you built me, you promised to use my data to help people. But you never said which side you’d fight on...you’re allowed to change your mind at any time...remember that. I just want you to be happy.”  

You nodded as your AI companion assured you. You missed your friends and Izuku was right. Humanity sucked ass. “Okay then.” you pulled your shirt over your head.  “Fine.”

“Y/N, someone’s outside your door.”

“Huh?” you looked up at your screen. 

“Not outside anymore.” a new voice grabbed your attention 

“DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!” you sent a power blast at Shoto who had barged in.

“Too slow.” he smirked, stopping it with an ice shield. “To think I can encapsulate your quirk in my palms...much like I’ve encapsulated your heart, Y/N.” he hummed as he shut the door.

“GET OUT!” you yelled, not caring if the whole damn compound could hear. You hid behind your discarded clothes. “WHY ARE YOU IN HERE!”

“I assumed you were hungry so I was told to bring you dinner.”

“And you couldn’t knock like a regular FUCKING PERSON!” you seethed. You ran behind the bed and bent down grabbing a bunch of random clothes out of your duffel. “Or leave it outside the damn door!”

“I’ve been acquainted with your body on more than one occasion Y/N.” 

You grumpily put of a pair of pajama shorts and the first shirt you saw sticking out. “Fuck off.”

“You kept my shirt?”

“Huh?” you looked down. It was a plain black button-up that you instantly recognized to be his. You stole it from him when you slept over at his place one night. “Whatever-”

“Y/N...” Shoto began. “Can we talk?”

“About what?” you crossed your arms. “I have nothing to say to you!”

“I never cheated on you...”

“This again!” you seethed. “Shoto, I am NOT worried about that right now.” You noticed he was holding a plate. “Is that what I think it is?”

“Pizza rolls and mozzarella sticks...your favorite midnight snack as I remember.” he smiled as he set it on the table. 

There was an uncomfortable silence between us, and you hated it. 

“Remember when we first met?” he broke the silence.

“How could I forget...” you huffed.

Flashback

“Need help with that?”

Your body froze as the helping hand came out of nowhere. The book you had been trying to reach was put in your hand with ease.

“Um...thanks!” you smiled nervously. You had already heard rumors from some of the girls around, but at the same time they told you not to get your hopes up.

“I’ve never seen you around here, I can only assume you’re new?”

“Mhm? Y/N L/N..I’m that quirkless girl you may have heard about.”

“Oh, really? I didn’t hear th-”

“Don’t lie. Please, it will make it easier for us to get along.” you laughed stiffly.

“S-sorry, I just didn’t think you wanted to talk about it.” he smiled. “If it’s any consolation, I also heard you were quite beautiful...”

“From who?”

“My conscious.”

“What?” you went wide eyed.

“I ...I don’t know why I said that....” he froze. “I’m sorry.” he rasped. 

“N-no, that’s okay.” you giggled. “Um....I liked it.”

(End Flashback)

...

“To think we’ve come so far since then.” he mused. 

“Well, things change.”

“To think something as trivial as a mistaken kiss-”

“Is that what you call it, you were practically dry humping the girl.”

“Oh, now you’re being dramatic on purpose.” he glared. 

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t think the ‘unce unce’ music affected your brain too” you scoffed, crossing your arms. “Seriously, it’s like you don’t even remember!”

“Y/N...are we talking about the same instance?” he raised an eyebrow. “I am very lost right now.”

“Well you shouldn’t be! You’d think you’d remember your own birthday party!”

“Birthday party?...You’re not talking about the kiss?”

“Of course I’m not talking about the kiss! I’m talking about the club!”

For some odd reason he looked hella confused. “Y/N, what on Earth are you-”

“You don’t remember walking out of a club on your 18th birthday like 7 years ago? Before graduation?”

“Y/N, I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

“You are so unbelievable!” You seethed. “You don’t remember being at The King of Hearts Club in Tokyo.”

“Of course I do, it was my birthday, but Y/N...I left like 3 hours after I got there to go to your place!”

“Oh really, because I went there after Bakugou called my phone saying you were drunk as hell and needed to be picked up.” you scoffed. 

Now YOU were confused. How did he not remember?! “I wonder-....”

“Wonder what?” he asked.

“ORCHID can access video feeds...if she can get the footage- or at least coordinates”

“Already on it!” your AI companion spoke. “Shoto Todoroki entered The King of Hearts club at 8PM and left at 11:15PM”

Now you were even more confused. “But I got there at arounf 11:30...I SAW him!...Show me the camera feed! The Red Room is where I saw him.”

“Showing camera footage of The Red Room of the King of Hearts club Jan. 11th, 7 years ago.”

You watched in complete shock. The screen showed someone who very much looked like Shoto from the back, but what really killed you was the fact that the person you thought was Shoto morphed into someone else. You saw yourself on camera stomping off 45 seconds before he morphed back into someone completely different.

“My files show that the person in question has a quirk that allows them to take on the form of another.” O.R.C.H.I.D spoke. “They were arrested 3 years ago for attempting to impersonate the U.S president and is currently in the Los Angeles State Prison.”

You didn’t know how to feel, what to do, but you knew one thing....

Shoto was telling the truth...

“Oh my god.” you covered your mouth with your hands.

“I never cheated on you Y/N...I swear on my life.”

“I...I blamed you...I said I never wanted to see you again.” you whimpered. “I said those awful things to you.”

You felt your soul start to ache. 

“No- don’t do what I think you’re about to do.” he ushered up to you and held the sides of your face. “Don’t say what I think you’re about to say.”

“Shoto I spent the last 7 years of my life hating you-”

“And I sent the last 7 waiting for the day I could redeem myself.” he replied. “It’s not your fault, What you saw was your reality in that moment...whether you knew it or not. When you told me what you saw I knew something was wrong but I knew your trust in me was so fucked from the whole agency thing, that I couldn’t get you to believe me.”

You telling Izuku who also kicked his ass the next week wasn’t any help either....

“I- I...” you felt the tears sting your eyes. 

“Shh, don’t cry...please don’t cry.” he began pecking your lips. “Shhhh.” He rested his forehead against yours, and you were full on crying now. He wrapped his arms around your, holding you close for the first time in years. He always wanted to do it, he just didn’t think it would be under this circumstance. 

“I am so sorry.” you sobbed into his shoulder. “Shoto I-”

“Shh, it’s okay.” he laughed. “Please don’t cry...” 

Shoto tightened his hold on you, but you couldn’t see him clenching his fists. Watching that footage sent a chill up his spine that could curdle blood. He spent years wondering what he did only to be framed...this wouldn’t go without a little visit to the states...but for a...courtesy visit...but first-

“Y/N...” he made you look at him. “Look at me.” he held your gaze. “Oh, I missed you so much baby~ Did you miss me?”

“Um....mhm.” you sheepishly nodded.

“Then...why don’t we celebrate a little...hm?”

“What do you mean by that?” you had completely forgotten your hunger at this point.

“Let me show you~”

... To be continued (Coming Soon)

I just wanted to say....um...thanks for being patient with me...um...I haven’t been okay...but I will be..I promise. 

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🧡🅑🅐🅚🅤🅖🅞🧡

🧡🅕🅐🅜🅘🅛🅨🧡

💕🅗🅔🅐🅓🅒🅐🅝🅝🅞🅝🅢

Teehee a list of head cannons for family man Bakugo, I’m sorry but I’m such a simp for dilf Bakugo <3

No minors! If you get in some trouble, that ain’t on me 🤷🏽‍♀️

And if you know me…no you don’t 🙃

May have many typos but oops🤭

Oki babes enjoy <3

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• Honestly…at first, he couldn’t see himself as a father- absolutely no way

• But oops, he got you pregnant 3 times so here we are 🤷🏽‍♀️

• First child was a boy and two after are girls

• During the first diaper change with his son, he got peed on 💀 one of his fav shirts too

• You can bet you laughed your ass off, and yeah he was mad but he’ll be okay 🤭

• He loves his kids with his whole heart but during them toddler years, he would hate when they ass got sick, wanna know why?

• SNOT BUBBLES AND CRUST-

• You know when kids (specifically toddlers) would get sick and they never wipe their nose so the mucus just stays there and clumps up and gets crusty 💀 yeah he hates that shit- but who wouldn’t?

• And he LOWKEY feels bad, cause his kids would just be jumping around him happy and shi to see their balding ass daddy but he can’t help but grimace at they nose

• “Hey c’mere for a second 💀-“ he would state all calmly and shi before basically wiping off their skin with a tissue

• yeah he don’t play bout that

• DO NOT LET THIS MAN PLAN NO VACATIONS- cause he’ll over do it 💀

• For example, one year yall took the kids to Disney World- BRUH, even when packing, this man was acting like if this trip didn’t go according to schedule- it was gonna kill him 💀

• But in reality he’s just super excited to take his family on vacation. While packing in yalls bedroom he would be like this-

• “So we’re going to animal kingdom on the first day, and then (C/N) wants to go see the princesses, and we’ll need matching shirts or something, oh and can’t forget new bathing suits bc (C/N) needs a new one and then they’ll all want one so everyone is gettin one- and you wanna go to Epcot and-“

• You would say he sounds like Izuku with all this muttering

• This man literally makes y’all be at the airport like 3 hours before the actual flight 💀

• “I wanna make sure we can get situated, I don’t feel like dealing with all those extra people-“

“Okay fair, BUT THREE HOURS? 💀”

• Most def has the dad airport pose, just standing there like “🧍🏼‍♂️ “ …especially at baggage claim

• Anyways, will always spoils y’all-

• On the plane? First class. Hotel? In Disney world where the park is walking distance. Parks? Basically all of em-

• He can’t help himself, you and him are always so busy with being heroes and parents so he can’t help but spoil the hell out of y’all even though he knows he shouldn’t as much as he does

• Most def one of those dads to y’all instead of stopping your kids when they fight

• Like when you’re at work or something, he’ll be baby sitting talking to Kirishima on the phone or whatever from the couch- and then he’ll hear scuffling loud noises coming from somewhere in yalls house

• “Yeah man and it was crazy, I think we should all get together and go one day-“

“Yeah hold up shitty hair, give me a minute- HEY, YALL BETTER NOT BE MESSING UP THIS DAMN HOUSE……………yeah definitely, we should get together,”

While Kirishima is still lon the line like 🧍🏼‍♂️

• Or like whenever they fight when your both cuddling at home and you’ll be looking at him, expecting him to stop them but he’ll just be like 🤨???

• “It builds character…that’s how I was raised and look I’m fine…“

😟 FINE WHERE?? (Everywhere)

• okay so idk but this was a memory I had with my dad, but I was a very hard headed kid and never knew when to stop asking for shit I didn’t know nothing about- specifically alcohol 💀

• Like I would always think It was juice and my dad would always say “no it’s not and it’s nasty, you’re not gonna like it-“ but I convinced my self that him and all adults were lying just so kids wouldn’t drink their “special juice”

• But ofc I was persistent and constantly kept asking and he finally let me take a swig and yeah I learned my lesson 💀

• But yeah I can see him possibly doin that 💀 it would be like-

“I want Juice-!”

“It’s not juice, it’s nasty, you won’t like it..”

“Yes it is, I want some of that Juice!!”

“It’s not juice-!”

“JUICE-“

“FINE- here DAMN, go ahead-“

*sips*

“EUGH-“

“YEAH- told you you wouldn’t like it. Now do you want more juice?”

“NO-“

“Yeah that’s what I thought…okay now go get some actual juice- I don’t want your mama on my case..“

• One of his fav things is to cook for his family, like if it was up to him, he would most def take on cooking every night but you won’t let him cause you don’t want him burnt out <3

• His middle daughter specifically loves to help him cook tho when she can, she’s most def his lil sous chef

• Loves to bake with him and everything, oml it’s so cute

• He tries his best to spend quality time with each of his kids, like with his son, going out into nature, his middle daughter, cooking, and his youngest daughter, designing things and dressing him up

• But whenever he spends time, that goes for you too

• Like any personal time he can get with you, he’ll take it

• like as soon as the kids go over to his parents for the weekend, oh yeah he’s all over you

• Grinding on you, eating you out like a starved man, letting you ride him whenever he gets a chance (yeah he’s trying to get all he can out of this weekend)

• And like you can be as loud as you want 🤭

• He most def walks around shirtless when no kids around, he has a bit of a dad bod but it’s still hawt and you can still see the scratch marks on his back from your last session tee hee

• He loves these intimate moments with you. They’re more of a need, but sometimes he puts too much into it 🤭

• And oops, there goes baby #4 🧍🏽‍♀️

• Welp that’s my take on Family Man Bakugo 🤷🏽‍♀️

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✦「Katsuki Bakugo x Reader」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║ Katsuki Bakugo

ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ/ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ║ Boku no Hero Academia

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ║17,325

ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴘᴜʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ║June 27th, 2017

ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ║Febuary 27, 2022

「ᴀꜰʟ」 𝟏𝟖+ 「ᴘᴡᴘ」 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ━━━➤ 「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ」

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❝ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ.❞

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This story deals intensely with grief and trauma. If you are unable to understand the complexity of those emotions, you shouldn't be here.

Don't be so hypocritical; the same thing the reader does are the same thing your favorite villain has committed.

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Do not steal, copy, or repost anywhere. My work is currently on both CREAMPIE_CAPITAL on wattpad and Imtropicalbaby on Quotev. If posted on another account or website, please report and notify me immediately.

Now onto the smut :)

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"It's so loud!"

Your daughter's lips couldn't have been any wider. Her pudgy hands grasped yours firmly while she watched the Hero parade.

She rocked on the balls of her feet, her lily-hued skirt swishing past her frame. Nadine loved that skirt so much when you bought it for her most recent birthday, her eighth one.

The child proudly claimed that she looked like a princess and declared that her father was the dragon that protected her from all the 'nonsense extras.

Of course, she quickly followed after with her words by leaping onto your husband's back and tugging on his hair, almost reeling him up like a horse.

Let's just say some family heirlooms were broken and shattered that night.

Nadine tugged on your hand and pointed over at her 'uncle', Izuku. "Look! He looks so cool up there! Wasn't daddy supposed to meet us here to laugh at uncle!"

Before you could answer, you turned to a man who pushed you roughly, which yielded you to almost trip over if you didn't catch yourself.

You gave him a stank face, a sneer on your lips, and a glare in your sharp eyes. "Mom?" The eight-year-old called.

Taking a deep breath, you blew air out of your nose and turned back to your daughter. "It's because your dad's a grump."

"But he promised." She whined, her vermillion-hued optics staring up into yours. The only attribute she gained from her father other than a bit of his personality.

You kneeled down, thankful for the crowd that dispersed outwards, which gave you both more personal space.

"Well, your father said he was really tired and that he'll make it up two us."

What he really said was, 'I'm f*cking exhausted, so just let me sleep, or I'll make you just as drained.'

Of course, you knew he never gave empty threats, and since you didn't want to ruin your child's wish to go out at all, you left him alone in your bedroom.

That didn't mean you weren't upset about his answer. Yes, he had been working a lot lately, leaving early and coming home late.

Wickedness doesn't stop for anyone, so even on days off, he still had to work if a situation arose. Which meant Katsuki missed a lot of important days and broke a lot of his promises.

A lot of his promises to where they always became empty wishes.

You both had begged him to come to watch the parade, you even had something really important to inform him of, but he refused.

He'd rather sleep than at least keep one promise in god knows how long. Your husband definitely has some making-up to do.

Nadine huffed and swatted at her bangs, which were rather long. You reached out and felt her (h/c) bangs between your fingers.

"When we get home, we'll cut them, Okay?"

"Okay."

A smile graced your lips as you stood back to your feet and dusted your knees off. The parade continued, looping around the capital, so you at least noticed your husband's friends a few times.

It was coming to an end, the symphony at their climax that you could feel its lightness in your chest. Yea, you didn't just want to come because Nadine wanted to.

You closed your eyes while holding your daughter's hand tightly. The music, the cheers, and joyful cries fluttered through your head in an almost ethereal manner.

"Mom!"

Your (e/c) optics shot opened only for you to gasp at the sight. "Oh my god!"

The platforms the heroes were on had burst into flames and quickly spread across the streets. The lively symphony halted; festive cheers turned into horrified cries.

A vociferous explosion ran through the area; the buildings alongside the road broke from their formation and began to rain down on everyone below.

The lightness in your chest never left as the pleasure you felt before was replaced with terror. Swiftly you yanked Nadine into your chest, a chunk of the building landing in the spot your daughter was just standing in.

"Nadine, we-"

You were cut short when another explosion rang, the statue in the middle of where the parade was driving around combusted, erupting everything into flames.

It was as if the asphalt was soaked with fuel the way it burned so easily. It inched towards the two of you at a threatening rate.

The way your throat closed and sweat dripped down the back of your neck was a feeling like no other. Absolute terror dug its wicked claws into every nerve and punctured your heart with trepidation.

"Let's go!"

You finally found your voice when the screams of pain sounded as if they were on the heels of your feet. Your grip tightened on your daughter's hand as the two of you pushed through the ravaged crowd.

Nadine's smaller frame easily weaved through the smaller spaces between the massive wave of bodies. The eight-year-old lugged you along, using her quirk to blast through some rubble to leave an opening.

However, even with her power, it wasn't enough to rush you both forward, and the two of you were quickly separated.

"Nadine!"

Your scream was drowned out by all the others. People dressed eccentrically; recognizable figures rained down from above.

Some headed straight for the heroes, howling like rabid animals, while some entered the large crowd of civilians.

The absolute chaos of what was once a beautiful moment was horrifying. Civilians were being burned alive, the stench of scorching flesh almost causing you to gag.

Its putrid scent was enough to make you purge everything that was within your stomach if it wasn't for Nadine's scream breaking through the cries.

You may not have had powers like your husband and daughter, but the adrenaline coursing through your veins was enough for you to find some hidden strength.

The way you rushed forward knocked others over, some immediately becoming trapped underneath the other civilians that attempted to get away.

The guilt would have overtaken your mind, but you were far from sane thinking. Nadine...Where was Nadine? Where was your daughter?

"Mommy-Ack!"

"Nadine!"

Your voice cracked from your scream, scrapes, and cuts ripping ripped through the fabric of your clothing as you rushed through the burning rubble.

When you finally reached a small area by the blazing buildings, your daughter's figure was being held up in the air by a villain.

Before you could rush forward or even call out the girl's name, your arms were pinned behind your back. The back of your knees was kicked in, causing you to fall forward and hit the asphalt painfully.

"Look at what we have here! The hero's wife and kid!"

The man's guttural voice was clamorous, overtaking the chaos around your figures. "Let me go! I Swear I'll-"

One of the man's hands clasped over your mouth and forced your frame to face your child. She kicked and scratched her hands wildly. She even grasped the person's arms, but its thermal suit kept them protected from her premature blast.

Muffled curses could be heard from your covered mouth as you struggled to free yourself. The flames grew closer, so close that you could feel its tails flickering close to your body.

Suddenly those hands that held your frame down migrated to grasp your neck and squeeze. Pressure rushed through your head, and the force of the man's burly hands felt as if he were crushing the bones in your neck.

Your vision grew blurry through the tears from lack of air but even with your compromised sight, you could make out your daughter's struggling cease and her body appearing limp in the other person's hands.

The hands crushing your throat were removed which led to you violently coughing and inhaling the smoke and pollution.

The sole of his heavy shoes was placed on your left leg that was swiftly brought down upon your limb. You could almost hear the cracking of your bone but every nerve, the sense was shut off from your adrenaline.

You couldn't hear, feel, or even smell. You just felt heavy.

He did the same to your left knee, raising his heavy boot only to slam it down on your bone and obliterate it into pieces.

The person holding your daughter threw her body to the asphalt like she was trash before removing something from their pocket. It erupted in flames and was released onto your child's slumped body.

She burst into flames just as quickly as everything else had. You could see her mouth widening, the veins on her neck throbbing, but she didn't move.

It was as if she couldn't, like all her strength was drained and her limbs nonfunctional.

"Nadine!"

Your nails dug into the asphalt, dragging your body towards hers. The child vermillions optics looked up at yours, and you could see the absolute despair.

"Baby! Baby, no!" Your voice cracked as you removed your jacket and thrust it onto her frame, attempting to put out the lively flames.

You could barely even move, the adrenaline was starting to fade and the pain began to flush through your system.

"M-Mom..." Her voice was weak, so crackly that you almost didn't understand what she said. "It...h-hurts."

The tender skin of your palms was searing, the flesh almost dripping off your hand. Every single thing hurt, tears ran down your face and evaporated as soon as they trickled onto the girl's frame.

Flames licked at your skin, scorching through your clothes and burning other areas of your body.

"Nadine, no!"

Your voice was the loudest it had ever been, resonating through the whole area as whisp of translucent wind began rushing past your frames.

It circled the two of you in a whirlwind, taking in the flames that surrounded the streets. The wind moved so fast that all the oxygen suddenly vanished.

The fire on the girl's body was extinguished. However, you couldn't breathe. You choked, throat throbbing as your limbs refused to move.

Your vision began to falter, fading in and out while you fell onto your side by your daughter. The sensation of feeling anything was dissipating, the pain numbing into nothingness.

The last thing you could comprehend was the whirlwind slowly evaporating with the fire and bodies flooding toward your frames.

One of them surely had ash-blond hair and the same lively vermillion eyes as your daughter.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Voices droned on, reverberating everywhere and disrupting you from your deep unconsciousness. That once generous numbness no longer protected you from the pain.

It flooded through your nerves, tingling, and throbbing on your hands, legs, and stomach. A groan sounded from your lips due to the discomfort.

Weakly, only your left eyelid opened as you were met with a dimly lit hospital room. It took more energy than it should have to look around.

The curtains were pulled over its wide windows and all the lights were shut off. Monitors next to you beeped rhythmically, echoing out in the enclosure that felt so cold.

Glancing down you observed the thick white cast around your left leg. It covered your foot and rose all the way up to your pelvis.

Your hands, they laid limply by your side, wrapped in stout cold wrapping that appeared like large unfitting gloves.

Light danced across your lap which compelled you to peek up from your hands. The door to your room was opened and in the doorway stood your husband.

His vermillion optics met your (e/c) ones and he immediately diverted his attention to the ground. It was too slow, like physical dread as he closed the door and made his way to your bed.

Katsuki reached the table next to you and grasped a pitcher of water. He raised it, it hovering over the surface before colliding with the table.

He released all the air from his lungs, his shoulders deflating while his jaw clenched. The man attempted it again, lifting the pitcher which seemed to weigh a ton, and pouring its contents into a glass cup.

Your husband turned to you and held the water just below your chapped lips.

"Here, you need to drink something."

His voice seemed dry as if he had no strength to even speak. As if he had torn the muscles in his throat and still forced the words out.

You didn't move or even attempt to drink, you just stared at his face. You wanted him to look at you but he refused to even let his gaze dance upon your face.

"Where's Nadine?"

Katsuki's voice may have been tense but yours was absolutely broken. Your voice was barely above a whisper but the way it sounded just felt so wrong.

The male didn't speak for a moment, keeping the glass by your lips before slowly retracting it and placing it on the table.

He reached for a chair and brought it to your bed with dreadfully slow movements. He set himself down and you watched as one of the strongest people you had ever known slumped over as if he had been beaten.

"Nadine-" Her beautiful name - the name you picked out almost immediately when you were informed of your pregnancy - made shivers run down your spine.

Katsuki opened his mouth to speak but no words left his cavern. His gaze was on his calloused hands, rough, coarse, and now damp with his tears that began to trickle down his face.

"She uh..." He took a deep breath, swallowing the cry that wanted to leave his lips. "Our daughter didn't make it."

Wetness could be felt on your face, cupping around your chin before dripping down onto your chest.

"And our son...He didn't make it either."

Your body was trembling as if you were cold. Your teeth chattered against each other as if you were freezing.

There were so many things you were feeling. All of them begging, scratching to rise out of your throat.

Eventually, they all clamored together until it was just a jumbled ball of emotions. Not a single one was dominant because, at the moment, all you felt was numb.

"(Y/n)?"

Slowly, almost with jerking movements, did your head move to face his. Finally, he was looking at you. But he was looking at you with her eyes.

Like poison, like deep-rooted hatred, venom left your lips in a frail yet harsh manner. "This is all your fault."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"(Y/n)...please." His voice was muffled by the door.

You didn't say anything; instead, you tugged the thick comforter over your head and pulled your body into a fetal position.

"Baby, come on. You need to eat."

Again no words left your lips. You just wanted him to leave you alone. That's all you wanted, was to be alone.

His fist knocked on the door, and although it was quiet, it still made something tick inside of you. Your hands flung the comforter off of your body before you reached for your cane.

You limped over to the door, the end of your rod pounding into the floor with great force. Yanking open the door and seeing the sight of your husband made a sneer grow on your lips.

"What do you want? What do you want from me!? Can't you just leave me alone to die!?"

It had been four months since the hero parade incident. You were only discharged a month ago due to how severe the burns were on your body.

Not to mention the surgery you had to undergo on your right eye. They had to remove your iris due to how burnt it was, which left you blind in one.

The cast was removed after two months, but the doctor revealed that you would no longer be able to walk normally. The way the villain broke your leg and knee left you with a permanent limp; you almost couldn't even walk if you weren't using a cane.

You were damaged, no longer able to bare any children. You were scarred, covered in burn marks almost everywhere. You were disabled, an entire limb broken and never to be fixed again.

"What I want... is for you to eat." Your husband stated, towering over your slouching figure. "You haven't been eating, and don't think I don't hear you f*cking retching it all up when you do eat."

Your eyes narrowed, the glare just as strong as the sneer that was on your lips. "I don't want to eat! I want my children back, but you won't let me go to them!"

Katsuki's chest halted, and he visibly stopped breathing. His hands that hung loosely by his sides clenched into fists.

"(Y/n)...you don't think I want them back too? It's all I can think about but starving myself...yourself, is not going to bring them back or you to them."

His voice was low, much more tender than what it usually is. One of his hands extended and reached upwards to your face.

"I miss her, (Y/n). I miss Nadine."

Something had snapped inside of you. Your chest that was building a ball of fury combusted outwards. Wind rushed past your frames, the furniture and decor beginning to rattle.

The explosive quirk hero glanced around before turning back to face you. "Hey, it's okay; I'm here. You can relax."

You didn't listen; instead, the wind encircled your husband's feet before flinging him away from you. His back made solid contact with the walls of your home before he fell down onto one knee.

"Relax?" You laughed for the first time in months, but it was not one of joy. "How can I when you killed my babies!? When you had to break another stupid little promise even though we begged you to come!?"

Another blast of wind shot forward at him, and he once again connected with the wall. He grunted, one of his eyes shutting from the impact.

"How can I...When my body wants to finally manifest its quirk...but only when my daughter is dying...? After my life is taken away from me! When I could have saved them if I had this thing before that happened?"

A whirlwind assembled at your husband's feet before it grew in size and surrounded his entire body. The wind was so strong, everything began to float in a circular motion around it.

"(Y/n), stop!"

Gradually the wind grew in strength, the walls trembling as the oxygen inside the whirlwind slowly began to dissipate.

The man inhaled deeply, grasping his throat as he wheezed out. You stared at him with a blank expression, not a single thing inside of you feeling remorseful.

He deserved this...He deserved this...He deserved this

Abruptly multiple explosions rang in the air, the sound startling you, which caused your whirlwind to disappear.

It reminded you of the parade, of when the act occurred out of nowhere. You can't handle the sound! You can't handle the sight! 

Fire - It was nothing but death, a destroyer of all...and it scared you so much.

The ash-blond inhaled deeply, massaging his throat before slowly training his attention to you. His boots made heavy contact with the ground as he made his way back to your frame.

Your eyes widened and you could feel your heart thumping irregularly from his rapid movement. You expected his hand to come down but instead, he wrapped them around your frame.

He pushed your body against his, hiding his face in your neck as he sniffled. It had been a few months since you let him get so close, you usually refused to even be in his presence.

"It's okay." His voice sounded as if he were to cry. "I'm not mad."

He sucked in a shaky breath with his thumbs caressing your back. "I know it hurts. I know I can't do anything about it so just take your anger out on me."

You stared blankly at the dark ceiling of your room before allowing your cane to fall to the floor and reaching your arms around his.

Your fingers gripped onto the back of his shirt by his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin and drawing blood.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n)."

Tears fell from your fame, dampening your skin as your vision blurred.

With a quiet voice, you spoke to him. "I hate you."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Why did you do it!?"

You glanced up from the book in your hands and tilted your head to the side. "What? What are you talking about?" You quired.

Your husband stepped forward into your room and threw his phone onto the bed next to your frame. You glanced at it, your lips pursing before you looked back up at the man.

"You think I did it?" A laugh reverberated from your lips as you turned to face your book. "I'm half blind and disabled in one leg. How could I ever kill more than fifty people?"

"(Y/n), they all suffocated to death last night. No foul play was found and no signs of a struggle." He pressed.

A giggle, soft and short echoed into the room. "Whoever did it must have been pretty mad, don't ya think?"

Katsuki stepped forward and knocked the book out of your hand, the hardcover book banging into the wall and falling on open pages.

"Two heroes." He spat, his brows furrowed with his vermillion optics staring at you intensely.

"You killed - slaughtered - fifty villains from that militia organization, and if that wasn't enough, you murdered two heroes the same night!"

You waved your hand dismissively, the scarring from your burn visible for a moment before you clasped your hands together on your lap.

"So what?" You sought. "They were getting in my way."

Your words had your husband stunned. His mouth fell open, and his eyes enlarged. He took a step back, hands frigid by his side before one flew up to cover his face.

"I can't...You can't...(Y/n), what the h*ll!?" He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "I don't even know who you are anymore."

A smile formed on your lips, wide and nearly sinister. "It's okay, Katsuki. I'm still your wife...well, at least until one of us dies."

The man's hand fell from his face, his expression one of disbelief before he pivoted on the balls of his feet and swiftly left the room.

The door was slammed shut loudly, the force prompting it to rattle against its hinges.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"I'm giving you a choice. Either kill me right now and save hundreds of lives or-" You wagged a finger teasingly as the cool air from the night rushed past your frames.

"-let me live and find bodies after bodies every day. A villain, a civilian, or a hero? Everybody is fair game."

His face was pained, brows creased, and eyes scrunching tightly.

"You think I can f*cking kill my wife?" He asked atop the factory, standing only a meter or two away from your frame.

Months have passed since your first act of revenge, yet it didn't just stop there. You just couldn't stop.

"Why not?" You challenged almost in a childlike manner. "You killed your daughter and unborn son."

"(Y/n), please..." He begged, hands turning into fists by his side. "I didn't know that was going to happen."

You shrugged your shoulders and lightly tapped your cane on the rooftop. "You made a promise to come with us. You said you weren't going to break this one. It doesn't matter if you didn't know. If you just would have come...you could have protected us, just like you said in your vows."

Gradually, you lifted your hand out and turned it over, so your scarred palm faced the sky. The wind rushed together and formed a ball of a visible white whisp.

"I would have never manifested this dangerous quirk, and I was quite content being a quirkless piece of sh*t too."

You laughed to yourself, your gaze on the ball of whisp that fluctuated between a white hue and translucent.

"I never wanted one anyway since I had you. I didn't need a quirk when I married someone I thought could protect me."

Your husband inhaled a shaky breath, his fingers clenched by his side, and he stepped forward slightly. "I am so sorry for what happened, but blaming it all on me wasn't fair. Nadine was my daughter too, and I am just as devasted as you." He declared.

Your smile sank.

"I had to go back to work every day, and it was as if I could hear her speaking to me again, cheering me on. Everyone gave me their half-a**ed sorry's and looked at me with...Dammit, (Y/n)! It wasn't fair that the world just kept moving on while we mourned!"

The wind dissipated from your hand as you gradually returned your attention back to the ash-blond hero. Your expression was unreadable, stoic, as if it looked like you were contemplating something.

It was a minute or two before you inhaled deeply and tapped your black cane on the rooftop. "You'll never understand the pain of a mother losing her children." You informed him.

Katsuki inched a step closer; his expression would have been just as unreadable if it wasn't for his knitted eyebrows.

"No, I never will. But I know the pain of a father losing his kids and a husband losing his wife."

His words made your heart pulse laboriously; that rapidly growing guilt you tried so hard to suppress was filling your stomach heavily.

And then he spoke again.

"I didn't just f*cking lose my daughter and my son in that attack, (Y/n)." He stepped forward too. "I lost the most loving, brilliant wife anyone could have. And instead of working through it together, you just pushed me away."

By now, he was standing in front of your slouching figure. "I'm hurting too, (Y/n). The guilt of not being there has never left, and I couldn't forgive myself for breaking our promise like that."

The hero slowly grasped your hand that once wore a wedding ring and brought it to his lips. He connected them to your knuckles and shut his eyes.

Deep down, you knew it wasn't his fault. It wasn't anyone but the villains who attacked that day. Katsuki was the best husband and father anyone could be. He would sacrifice anything for his family.

But on that day, your children were not the only ones that parted. Something inside of you just broke, all the love, joy, and happiness; it all just left you.

Everything didn't feel empty, it was all just filled with fury, pain. You couldn't look at things the same, you couldn't love your husband the same as before.

There was no room for it anyway, all there was room for was continuing the cycle of death. Everybody needed to know it. Nobody deserves to live while your daughter lay six feet under.

"I can't help but hate you." The words fell from your lips like a whisper in the wind causing your husband to slowly open his eyes to reveal his vermillion optics.

He lowered your hand gently to your side before raising his once again to caress your cheek. It had been a long time since he had felt your face, you wouldn't let him before.

"I know." His thumb ran over your bottom lip. "Yet I can't help but love you still."

You could feel the tears well up in your eyes, your vision blurring as his figure narrowly distorted. Sometimes he really did have a way with words.

"I miss you...so much, Katsuki." You hadn't said his name in months.

The hero leaned forward, his lips connecting with your forehead to place a lingering kiss. To his surprise, he found your arms banding around his frame and leaning on him for support.

His lips could be felt growing on your skin.

"I miss you so much too. And I would do anything to help you get better. Anything to get my wife back."

You didn't realize you were crying until his shirt felt damp against your face. There were many reasons you married this man, and his nature of not giving up was one of them.

"I can't go back." The words were muffled against his chest. "I've killed too many people, innocence included. All I want to do is bring pain upon others, it's the only that helps."

His hold grew tighter and you could feel his torso shake from his deep exhalation. "It doesn't have to be." Katsuki's head dropped to be in the crook of your neck. "I can help you...if you would stop pushing me away and just let me in."

Nobody spoke after his words; it felt as if both of you couldn't. The embrace was tight, secure as if the two of you were too afraid to let go.

The wind was rushing past your frames atop the towering factory building. You planned for a confrontation after he caught you on a manhunt, but instead, he stopped you with his words.

With hesitant hands, you gripped the side of his waist. "There is only one thing...and I beg of you to do it."

The adult's grip tightened on your body, squeezing you so firmly against himself. "Anything."

"Please kill me. Please, finally, just let me die."

You could feel his chest halt its movement, his breathing ceasing as if he couldn't believe what you had just said to him.

"(Y/n)." His voice sounded so broken saying your name. He pulled back so he could look down at your face with the moon casting its glow on your skin.

"You know I can't do that. I can't kill the woman I love; you're all I have."

Glancing up at his face you could only take a deep breath and nod your head. You removed your arms from his body and strode back to gain distance.

"I see." The words were dry. "Then I expect our paths to cross again in the future, and when it does, I hope you save me this time."

You trekked backward, stopping once you reached the edge where your heels sat on nothing but air.

"(Y/n)-" He never got to finish his sentence as you let your body lean back and fall off the rooftop. The male had never moved so fast as he ran to the edge only to see you hover just a few feet below, multiple translucent wisps of wind surrounding your feet.

"I promise you one thing!" You exclaimed over the swishing winds of your quirk, and a genuine smile formed on your lips. "I will not die unless it's by your hands, so I'll wait until you're ready!"

You rose higher in the air, this time towering over him as you leaned forward and connected your lips on his cheek.

"Stay alive. Live healthily, take care of yourself, and do what you believe is right. I'll be waiting to be reunited with our children, Katuski. I'll be waiting until the day you let me die too."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Madam, your face is leaking again."

You blinked; your vision that once played the past now returned to normal and depicted the sunset that cast a golden glow on everything.

Staring at it a little longer, you could feel the fresh air entering your scarred lungs, tasting like earth too. You lay on the pool lounge a little longer before slowly sitting up.

Your body felt as if you hadn't moved it in years, so sluggish and heavy. Your head pulsated, throbbing with a headache that had been lasting weeks.

You had to close your eyes from the blasphemes pounding as you swung your legs around and placed your feet upon the warm tile of your sun terrace.

This always happened when you had moments to just think, you would remember the past all those years ago.

It made you waste a good day not swimming in your lido, the open-air pool that was situated in the back above the hill of your home.

You slowly lifted a hand to your face and felt the wetness upon your cheek. "How vile." You muttered and smeared the fallen tears across your face. "My cane."

The young man complied, reaching for the black cane with a golden handle by his side and handing it to you. You took it with a heavy hand and hauled yourself up to your feet.

Your left leg had been feeling more like a dead weight than a still-working limb. No matter which doctor you threatened to fix it, there was nothing they could do for the growing crudity.

A groan left your lips, the headache only growing stronger now that you moved. You held your forehead with one hand and pressed your digits into your temple.

"Madam, are you alright? Do you need your pain relievers? Should I call for the doctor?"

"Shut up." You lamented under your breath and carefully removed your hand from your head. Esau stepped forward, his hands behind his back as he gazed down at you with his earthy brown optics.

"If you are feeling unwell, then I believe a check-up is in order." He remarked intently.

A frown etched its way onto your lips as you looked at the boy. "Didn't I say to shut up, or do you want to go through more training with Erskine?"

Esau had no reaction to your words, continuing to stare down at you blankly but unwavering. "You did but your health is more important to me than my punishment."

The frown shifted into a sneer.

Esau was once a boy living in the streets, fending for himself like a rabid starving animal. His clothes were nothing but dirty rags, his light brown skin was overlaid in dirt, and his grey hair was knotted in an unsightly manner.

He was only thirteen when you found him, but he had lived in those rotten slums for almost all his life. Because of it, his instincts were heightened, and his quirk was rather effective.

Fending for himself, doing whatever it took to live made him dangerous but also ignorant to others, especially when he targeted you in those streets.

He attempted to steal from you by mimicking the voice and appearance of your late daughter. And he almost got through to you but he was immediately surrounded by a whirlwind that began to deprive him of oxygen.

He reverted back to his original appearance and began to choke on the lack of air. You planned to kill him but when the boy looked at you not with desperate eyes, but a hungry ravenous gaze for life, you let him live.

You took him in, refining his quirks to work for your own selfish reasons. His ability to know of one's deepest love and mimic their exact appearance and voice was useful.

He didn't have a name so you gave him one. Esau, the brother betrayed by both his brother and mother in The Book of Genesis.

It was rather fitting, just like how the firstborn was swindled out of his birthright in the Hebrew Bible, the boy was swindled out of loving care by heroes who let a villain live, only for that villain to murder the boy's parents the same night.

You gave him everything he needed, shelter, food, clothes, and training, but never the one thing he wanted the most.

Your love.

After everything you had gone through, you were not able to provide another person with such a thing. Especially when he could never replace your two children in your broken heart

Five years had passed since you raised him to be a weapon, to be your eyes, your legs, and he doted on you more than anything.

He was cruel, apathetic to everybody, and held no second thoughts when killing a target. But when it came to you, he was vulnerable, desperate for any praise or ounce of affection.

You were his savior and in his eyes, a mother he only wished to make proud.

Esau did everything you ordered, train, kill, and now he was a young man. Built with muscles from Erskine's training but also scarred from your hands when he angered you.

No matter what abuse - verbal or physical - was handed to him he took it like a soldier. He never held any resentment towards you, he couldn't when he knew all you felt was sorrow.

He was obedient like a loyal dog and cared for your well-being more than his own.

"Call for the doctor and inform Erskine's that you will be doing endurance training after dinner for two weeks."

The male leaned forward, bowing his head adequately. "Of course, Madam. Thank you for complying with my wish."

You rolled your eyes and ambled back into your grand home, the cane pounding into the marble flooring loudly.

"It is only because I am in no mood to argue." You replied with the 'adoptive' boy trailing after you.

His lips were blessed with a rare smile on his usually stoic face. "I know."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Esau, I want to talk to Nadine."

"Of course, Madam."

He inhaled deeply, gazing into your (e/c) and blind back optics. You watched from atop your bed as the male's tall stature shrunk to that of an eight-year-old.

His appearance changed to the exact characteristics of your daughter on her birthday, the same young and innocent gaze that was burned into your memory.

"Come here." You cooed and opened your arms widely. Esau, who now bore the appearance of Nadine Bakugo, climbed onto the mattress with small (s/c) colored hands.

He wasted no time plunking himself against your chest and feeling the warmth of your body against his. The pungent scent of alcohol wafted into his nose and burned the inside.

You didn't like to drink often, only on rare occasions, and when you did you would request the same thing every time.

To speak to Nadine.

Esau complied willingly, desperate to use his quirk to appease you. It was the only time you looked at him with such a loving gaze and actually held him in your arms.

It was the only time he could receive even the smallest amount of affection he'd been craving all his life. The adoration may have been superficial but it was enough for his starving heart.

"Mom-" You only allowed him to call you mom when he took the form of your daughter. "-can I have a kiss?"

A hum reverberated off of your chest as you slowly closed your eyes. The young man felt you shift, a hand brushing away his bangs and warm lips connecting with his forehead.

Heat exploded under his skin, his heart thumping audibly in his ears. The warm sensation of affection was so quaint, so rare, that every time he experienced the feeling, it was as if he were falling from a tall height.

His stomach flipped, chest expanding with wide amounts of air, and pressure building up in his head that all took his breath away.

Gradually the boy's eyes fell closed, opening every once in a while as he fought the sleep. But alas, the loving embrace of his mother was too much to fight, and he let himself fall into a deep unconsciousness.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Don't move."

You cocked your head to the side, your lips pursing while you gazed out at the night sky. A cluster of well-established heroes surrounded your frame behind you.

"You're under arrest, Breathtaker. We're taking you into custody."

Your fingers danced across the golden handle of your cane, tapping it lightly on the ground before gradually pivoting around in the graveyard.

"So rude, you all are~." You hummed, placing a singed hand on your hips. "A mother comes to mourn her departed child, and you all arrive to disturb her."

Your eyes narrowed at their frames, you even recognized a few. "And it's actually rather humiliating that you think you can stop me."

The wind rushed past your frames, circling everyone in a ball of a translucent whisp. What made you so treacherous - one of the most wanted villains - was how you didn't require your hands to utilize your quirk. You didn't need to chant or call out to it like others.

All you needed to do was just think about what you wanted the wind to execute, and it did it without fail.

"We know we can't," Izuku was the first one to speak which drove you to roll your eyes.

"But you won't hurt me."

The group dispersed and to your surprise your husband stepped forward out of the crowd, his stature taller, and broader than it was five years ago.

"Oh, using my old spouse to stop me? How cruel~!" You held out your wrist, leaning on the centerpiece to hold yourself up. "Finally, come to kill me?"

His gloved hands snatched your wrist roughly, your body nearly tumbling forward from your fragmented leg if it wasn't for Katsuki holding up your frame.

"No." His voice was gravelly, tone coarse and raspy. As if he had been downing liquids that caused him more harm than good. "You don't get to have what you want."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"This isn't a prison."

"Of course not." He sneered, hurling your body onto the couch that lay limp from all the bindings. "It took every f*cking connection I knew to keep you out. You're under my watch now."

A pout formed on your lips, your figure squirming from the awkward position of laying on your stomach with your head dangling off of the edge.

Your cane was tossed onto the ground by your frame while you heard the man's heavy boots distancing from the room.

Finally, managing to situate yourself in an upwards sitting position, your one functioning eye takes in the scenery before you.

After five years, Katsuki continued to live in the home you all once shared as a family. He did some work, and the broken walls and ripped furniture you once caused were restored.

He decorated the living room with objects of your favorite colors, and picture frames displaying your family years ago when you were all together.

The sight caused you to frown, a sensation in your stomach fluttering while the front of your head pulsated in a returning headache.

Your sight fell upon your bounded wrist, tracing the scars of your burned palms. "If you were going to keep me out of prison, we could have gone to my villa." You murmured.

There were no words that followed after your sentence, just the sound of running water from the bathroom sink.

A heavy sigh was exhaled from deep within your lungs. "Hey!" You called. "Used to be husband; I'm hungry!"

In response to your words, the door to the bathroom was bashed open with an audible bang, and his footsteps grew louder the closer he reached.

"Then starve."

You watched as the man you used to live with trekked past your frame in the living room and made his way to the bedroom.

Your blind eye was twitching from his words, and you almost found your wind swishing around in the space. "Why?" You whined, a voice in a child-like manner. "Didn't I teach you to be courteous to your guest?"

He didn't respond, and the lack of it had you groaning in your spot on the cushion. Your stomach was churning; your tongue began craving your chef's five-star platters.

You started to drift off in your thoughts, wondering if Esau was informed of your situation.

The young man was most likely enraged at your capture, unable to comprehend why you've let yourself be taken when you could have easily escaped.

It shouldn't be long until he finds your whereabouts, a few hours or so, if he completes his mission in a timely manner. In the meantime, you guess you'll just have to deal with your estranged husband for now.

Small veins on your forearm throbbed from the tight bindings on your wrist, your fingers twitching from the lack of adequate blood flow.

"You know binding me is pointless!" Your voice bellowed through the home, which was followed by an audible huff from you afterward. "I thought you only liked this in the bedroom!?"

"You little sh*t!" He spat from the room and traveled out to be in your view. He was changed from his hero costume into some civilians.

A simple pair of grey cargo pants and a white tank top covering his torso. One of his hands was scratching at his stomach; his top lifted slightly to reveal his thin, ash-blond happy trail.

"You're more annoying than I remember. Can't you just sit down and be quiet?" He huffed, striding into the kitchen.

"No." You snapped, leaning back into the couch and kicking your bound legs onto the coffee table. "I would be on a yacht right now, sipping some Domaine Leroy Chambertin Grand Cru while being fed from a golden platter."

The ash-blond didn't reply, keeping silent as you heard a pan connecting with the stove. Your left leg began to pulsate slightly, the tender bones in your knee and shin beginning to throb in discomfort.

It's been some time since you took your pain relievers, and the ache would only grow stronger from here on. You didn't bring any with you, considering the possibility of being captured didn't really ring in your head.

You'll just have to make do and deal with it until Esau arrives. A grunt left your lips whilst you shifted uncomfortably in your spot.

As the pain from your legs plagued your mind, it didn't help that the familiarity of your home caused an ache in your shrunken heart to grow sharp, leaving a bitter taste in your mouth.

It was hard to look around, every single thing in the living room replaying a memory of the happier times years ago.

How Katsuki has managed to live with these constant reminders is beyond you. He was always the one with a healthier mind, even being as arrogant as he is.

"You've done well." Your voice broke the silence and overtook the sound of butter sizzling in the pan. "Your name is always highly praised in the news."

The ash-blond didn't react for a moment, the sound of a wooden spoon scraping the skillet filling your ears.

"Of course it is." He sneered, which was followed by the fridge opening loudly. "I do my f*cking job."

Your left leg jerked against the bindings around your thighs and ankles, the throbbing sensation overtaking more of your nerves.

"Of course, after all, that's what I told you to do."

A plate collided on the kitchen counter so forcefully you were surprised it didn't shatter. "You didn't tell me sh*t but to kill you."

You shrugged your shoulders, staring at a blank part of the wall to keep your eyes from wandering. "I mean, I did tell you that too."

The hero grunted from the other room, his annoyance bringing about a smile on your lips from his reactions.

It really did use to be the other way around. His teasing remarks had you snapping back at him, threatening to make him sleep on the couch if he angered you any longer.

No matter how hard you try to forget you always remember the way he would snatch your wrist and pull you against his warm body. He would be laughing at your reactions but would always lean down to pepper your skin in kisses.

He loved you with every part of his being and at one point, you did too. Your tummy tingled from the memory, prompting a heavy sigh to echo out.

'Esau, you better arrive quickly or I'm breaking your legs again.'

The sweet aroma of a delicacy wafted into your nose, removing you from your thoughts and diverting your attention to the scent.

Katsuki waltzed out from the Kitchen and set a plate on your lap, a utensil slightly hanging off the edge. You glanced down, your throat tightening slightly from the sight.

"You would feed a criminal their favorite dish?" Your gaze followed the ash-blond who sat on the opposite couch, distancing himself from your figure. "My, you have grown soft. Isn't that right, Dynamight?"

His childish hero name left your lips in a taunting manner. The male's vermillion optics flung to your frame, his jaw clenching with veins arising on the back of his hands from a firm grip on the silverware.

"Keep running your mouth, (Y/n), and I'll make sure they send your a** to prison."

Your lips pursed. "Well, at least in prison, I don't have to eat with my wrist bound. I'm not some maniac, you know." You stated.

"No, you're a cold-blooded killer."

Grasping the utensil awkwardly with the bottom of your palms pressing into each other, you responded. "I prefer a heartbroken mother; oh wait!" You pointed the silverware at the male. "Do I even get to call myself a mother anymore? I don't have any children left!"

There was an obvious aura of tension that rang in the air. Katsuki's frame was unmoving in his seat, his chest barely even rising with his breathing.

It made you bite your bottom lips to suppress a laugh, but you couldn't help it. It bellowed out in the living room, your plate of food almost spilling over.

"Haha! Laugh Hero! I'm absolutely amusing!"

A bead of sweat dripped down the side of your face, your laughter masking the ache that drilled through your veins. The faux joy you were displaying was the best you could do to hide the discomfort, concealing how you were trembling from pain and not laughter.

The coffee table that was holding up your legs was swiftly kicked out from under you. It collided with the wall, an indent clearly visible in the creme-colored panel.

Your feet slammed into the ground, the force bringing about an intense throbbing sensation that had your eyes widening.

An ardent gasp resonated in your old home as you barely managed to save the plate from falling over and decorating the rug in its contents.

You could feel a sudden pressure in the inner corner of your eyes, your vision zoning in and out with the recognizable sensation of tears clouding your corneas.

Hands grasping your head and applying pressure was the best way you could describe how intense your headache felt. Their grip was unwavering and strength diabolical.

Your body was discernibly overwhelmed, visibly freezing in its spot and suspending its breathing. There wasn't anything you could do to hide your distress.

Katsuki's swallowed audibly and his steps could be heard nearing. Your blurry gaze was cast on the cushion next to you, unaware of his frame that stood right in front of you.

His hands grasped the plate to pull it away but your grip on it was far tighter than he thought. One hand dropped to hold your wrist so he could pry the dish away.

The wrangled skin of your palms became visible as he placed the food on a side table. His warm calloused hands touched your bare skin for the first time in years.

Your body betrayed you, yearning for more of the familiar touch. And it grew worse when he removed his grip from your wrist.

There was no use fighting your heavy eyelids that closed as your shoulders slid against the cushion until you were laying on your side, pulling your arms into your chest in a cradle position.

It was embarrassing, to appear even frailer and affected by your old injuries in front of the strong man you used to love.

The facade of a witty vengeful villain quickly dispersed like a burst of air. If it wasn't for the quirk you manifest there was no way you could have gotten away with what you've done.

Without it, you were just a deformed and disabled woman. Blind in one eye, scarred and mangled skin on your body, and a sporadic leg.

You really were pitiful.

"Here."

Through it all, you didn't even hear his returning footsteps. Your vision cleared with tears leaving the slick home of your eyes and trailing down the side of your face.

One of his fair-skinned hands was holding a glass of water. The ice waged war inside and clicked against the walls of the cup, fighting to float atop.

Condensation permitted minute water droplets to coat the outside of its clear surface.

The other hand cupped three various colored pills that you instinctively recognized.

A heavy breath left your lips, echoing out audibly.

"Giving me pills that are what, almost fives years old?" You sought, attempting to sound unaffected but the raspiness disallowed it.

Your lips pulled upwards into a smile that was woefully twitching. "Trying to poison me?"

His tongue clicked against the roof of his mouth as he forced the medicine into your hands. "Whenever they expired, I picked up a new prescription just in case-" His speech halted with a heavy exhalation taking the place of his remaining words. "...in case you ever came home."

The smile immediately fell like an angel plunging from grace. With lips parted, you were sure you must have looked ridiculously dumbfounded.

You were sure the only way to describe the sensation in your stomach was sinking, like a regretful action made by an arrogant captain.

Gingerly you parted your lips, tossing in the medicine halfheartedly as Katsuki's hand assisted in setting you up so you could drink.

The liquid chilled your tongue, cooling down your warm esophagus as it aided in the swallowing of your pills.

Its wintriness hastily overtook your brain in a shroud of numbness that disappeared just as brisk as it surfaced.

You didn't realize how thirsty you were until the male removed the glass and more than half of its contents were absent.

"Remember, you need to eat when you take those." His hands had ripped apart the bindings around your wrist with brute strength before he did the same with the ones around your ankles and thighs.

Blood flowed through your limbs, filling your veins with liquid life that it was being deprived of. You flexed your finger a few, a weightless sensation surrounding your hands and feet for a moment until it was felt as if they landed back on earth.

Weight was placed upon your lap, recognizing the hard circular bottom of the plate. The energy to snap and spit a crude remark was no more, and you ate obediently.

His vermillion optics dwelled on your frame; you could feel it. Every area his eyes stayed on seemed to burn like rays of the sun.

You wanted to say something, but thankfully, his footsteps faded into the kitchen, resigning you to dine in silence.

The throbbing in your knee and leg was still aching, only slowly decreasing in its potentness. Listening to the sound of running water from the sink you absentmindedly ate until there was nothing left.

When you placed the utensil on the dish, the sound alerted the male. "Done?" He quired over the water.

"Yeah."

The floor creaked as he neared, his cologne emanating into your nose and filling your lungs as he leaned over the back of the couch to reach your plate.

His fingers grazed over the curve of your thighs as he held it in the palm of his hands. Your eyes followed his movements until he returned to the kitchen.

"Do you still ice it?" He suddenly asked, which caused you to click your tongue in annoyance.

"Icing my broken bones?" You sought, your voice a pitch higher in a mocking manner. "What a medical breakthrough!"

"(Y/n)." His voice was firm and unwavering.

...

"Sometimes..."

He didn't reply, finishing the dishes as you mindlessly examined your hands. The freezer was opened, the suction of the rubber seal echoing in the rooms.

The hero returned shortly after with a clothed ice pack in his hands. His next movement was surprising, setting himself down on the cushion next to you and laying your legs across his lap.

"Hey!" You hissed, attempting to remove your limbs from atop his but found no strength to do so. "W-Who said you could do that!?"

He didn't even look up at you as he placed the frozen ice over your leg, prompting an immediate cry of shock from its frostiness.

"It would be best if you just kept your f*ckin' mouth shut." His tone of voice was surprisingly calm, and the aggression he usually exhibited was absent.

You didn't want to listen to him but the thought of arguing back in itself was already exhausting so you let him be.

The coolness of the ice and the numbing of the medicine was not so much an unpleasant feeling anymore.

Icing your leg would have been enough but your old spouse had other ideas. His firm hand that held nothing relaxed onto your shins/calves and began to massage them softly at first before growing in strength.

A heaviness weighed on your eyelids; the comforting hand that kneaded your muscles had relieved tension that had been building up for years.

Your back glided against the couch until you lay flatly on the cushion. It was a familiar feeling, something he used to do back when you lived together.

When your fragmented leg just pulsed like an aching heart, and there was nothing you could do to quell the pain. You didn't know what to do, and with every painful throb of your injuries, you grew more spiteful every day.

You wouldn't let him touch you for months, even if it was just to help steady your frame that could barely stand on your own two feet.

But one day, you sobbed heavily and wailed due to distress. There was no strength to fight or argue when he diligently grasped your fragmented leg and iced it whilst massaging it too.

It alleviated some of the pain, and you thought you'd only allow him to help that night. But soon, you had grown dependent on his familiar touch and relished in the firmness of his calloused hands.

Just as you were now.

Inhaling a shaky breath, you concealed your eyes behind your forearm.

"How do you do it?"

Katsuki glanced at your face, unable to assess your emotion from your unreadable expression. "Do what?" He responded with perplexity.

You pursed your lips curtly as you stared into the darkness. "I mean, how... how are you still able to live here? With all the memories and-and the reminders. I can barely even look at a picture..." Your voice cracked at the end, and you could feel the glossiness taking over your conjunctiva.

He didn't respond for a moment, the strength in his hands growing faint as he thought to himself.

"It's not easy." He mumbles after a moment of silence. "It hurts all the time, just a dull aching in my chest, but... I don't want to forget the memories of my family as if it never happened."

Gingerly you slid down your arm so you could glance at his face with your one working eye. He was facing across the room, his expression one of someone lost in their thoughts.

The two of you were once childhood sweethearts, so in love. So in love with just the concept of love.

Passion never dwindled between the two of you, and instead, it felt as if it burned brighter with every passing day.

And when you became pregnant with your first child...you remember feeling so stupid for fearing the worse from him.

He took care of you like a man utterly in love would, providing everything he could offer and then some more.

God(s), you had loved him so much that you could never keep your hands off him. Such a turn of events for you to become repulsed after the incident if he even so much as brushed against you.

Your chest ached just thinking about it.

"Do you..." You ceased your words, inhaling profoundly as you questioned yourself why do you even wish to speak. "Do you remember our first kiss?"

The hero huffed, brushing his fingertips just above your knee. "How could I not? You punched me in the jaw and then pulled me down to meet your lips."

A ghost of a smile flashed over your face. "I was frustrated that a narcissistic piece of sh*t made me fall so in love with him." You crooned, waving a finger in the air teasingly.

Katsuki shook his head at the memory, fighting the grin that wanted to plaster on his lips. "Nobody made you." He quipped.

"I know." Your gaze shifted to the ceiling; the ache and pain in your leg had dissipated into a slight numbness. "But something just pulled me into you-"

When you flickered your attention to the hero's face, his dazzling vermillion optics staring back at you had felt as if they had taken your breath away.

"-like it was meant to be..."

His gaze deemed intense, it made your stomach flutter with something you believed you could never attain again.

It was difficult to look at him but there was a sense of familiarity you couldn't help but miss.

"I should sock you in the jaw again right now." You mumbled, compelling the man to bite his lips to stifle his laughter.

"Way to go ruining a moment, I thought that was my job."

Your fist flew forward and connected with his shoulder, his firm body barely even flinching from your weak attempt. His muscles were much more conformed than you remembered.

He was always fit, working out and training, but it seemed that he must have kicked it up a notch. Katsuki's body wasn't burly or extremely wide like a weightlifter; instead, everything was more defined and solid.

"Have you moved on?" You suddenly piped up; your gaze shifted to connect with your ex-spouses.

One of his ash-blond brows rose as his massaging hand grew in strength. "Hmm, once." He mumbled under his breath, breaking the intense eye contact to gaze at your leg.

"Well, what happened? I'm ever so curious, you know."

The hero inhaled deeply, his chest expanding whilst his neck muscles flexed. He appeared to be deep in thought, picking at the words carefully before speaking.

"Couldn't look at her face without seeing your sh*tty one...I would catch myself almost calling her your name nearly every time. It didn't last long for obvious reasons." The hero expressed with a gravelly tone.

You hummed at his words and shifted your body so you could be sitting up, your hands supporting yourself on the cushion. "You could have had a new family if you just worked through it. I know you could have done it."

Katsuki huffed aloud and ceased his movements on your leg. His head inclined downwards to face you whilst his jaw clenched. "I don't want a f*cking new family, (Y/n). I was going to wait for you to come back, no matter how long it was gonna f*cking take."

You swallowed thickly, your stomach fluttering for a moment until you scowled at the sensation. It made your throat desire to tighten, and your eyes glaze over with overwhelming emotions.

"What If I never was going to return?" You sought in a low voice. Your head slumped over as you shielded your eyes.

"Then I guess I would have been waiting forever." He responded breathlessly.

Your jaw clenched with teeth grinding against each other. You don't know why his words angered you, why it left your body yearning just to hold him in your arms.

To comfort you like he's done before.

Grasping a pillow behind your frame, you slammed it against his face and used his moment of hesitation to remove your legs from his lap.

You scrambled away, tripping over your fragmented leg as you utilized the tables and other couch to assist in your movement.

"Stop it!" The words were loud and clamorous with a skinny trail of tears flowing down your left eye. "I hate you! I'll always hate you! I became what I am today because of you! I was left to watch my daughter perish before my eyes and feel my own unborn son wither away inside!"

The cool wind began to swirl and wail in the living room, your hair dancing in its path with furniture beginning to tremble.

Katsuki slowly stood to his feet before he began to make his way to your frame. His face was unreadable, his expression dreary with his hands clenched by his side.

The closer he grew the more your wind picked up, your heart beating in your ears with your throat clenching.

"Stay away from me!"

He easily dodged a blast of wind that sent the couch the two of you were once resting on to now collide with the wall.

The hero suddenly ambled towards you with quickened footsteps that had your flight or fight reflex activated.

You were scared. Terrified of his actions in your vulnerable state.

His calloused hands rose in the air, and you braced yourself for some sort of impact, but it never came. Instead, he held your face in his rough palms and connected his lips with yours.

Those familiar warm lips had everything inside of you fluttering.

You wanted to pull away, to just f*cking hurt him, but you couldn't. Rather, your hands grasped his shoulders whilst you kissed back instead.

It was heated, the two of you kissing in a desperate but enraged manner. It was an action that was long overdue but was laced with bouts of fury.

"I hate you." You would huff every time you needed to pull away for air.

"I love you." Was what he would respond when he forced himself to breathe when all he wanted to do was stay connected to you.

Your weight leaned on his body, and the heat of his skin wafted onto yours and warmed your frigid insides.

"Stop touching me." You ordered under your breath when he pulled away and established his place along your neck.

"Then stop holding me." He retorted just as breathlessly.

You didn't realize your hands were grasping onto his body frantically as if you would let go and he would disappear.

Not finding the strength to respond, you remained silent; your ex-spouse's hands reached down to your thighs and hauled your body upwards.

He wrapped your legs around his waist and ambled away out of the living room. His action left you hazy, your mind was fuzzy from his touch, and your tummy was tingling.

The hero's mouth sucked and nipped at the exposed flesh on your neck, the throbbing sensation immediately shooting down to your cl*t.

Your puffs came out long and breathless, the sensation something you hadn't received in so long. The pads of his fingers pressed into the flesh of your thighs whilst the front of his pants began to bulge against your crotch.

Placing your lips against his ear, you lightly grazed your teeth on his lobe. "Getting hard just from kissing?" You taunted, the corner of your lips quirking into a grin.

His response was to grasp you by the waist and fling your body onto a soft surface. Your limbs flailed from the fall, but you quickly recognized the scenery.

The two of you were back in your bedroom; everything appeared to be the same as before, with no differences.

Your ex-spouse wasted no time taking a position above yours, his knees caging your legs whilst his hands slipped under your shirt.

The calloused pads of his fingers pushed your bra upwards and immediately latched themselves onto your nipples.

Your breath became stuck in your throat, the pinching on your body permitting your hips to jerk and jaw to clench.

"Your chest seems to say the same thing." He mocked, his usual cocky grin plastering on his face. "Hard and sensitive just from a little kiss?"

You scowled at him, your hands flying to grasp his wrist to pull him away, but he responded by tweaking your nipples.

The sensation had you bite your tongue to still a cry, but the male could tell by your sudden silence. He released his hold so he could grasp the ends of your long sleeve and pull it over your head.

His grin only grew when you rose your arms to assist him. You scrunched your nose in response and looked away, unable to maintain his smoldering gaze.

However, once your top was removed his breath became stuck in his throat. His vermillion optics narrowed down onto the golden ring attached to a chain around your neck.

He reached towards it with a shaky hand, entrapped by the sight of your wedding ring, the band that displayed to others that you were his wife.

"I thought..." His tongue lacked the strength to continue, his gaze stuck on the words inside the jewelry that he had carved.

My first love & my last

"I-I watched you throw the damn thing into the ocean!"

Your frowned, your hands reaching for his wrist to pull him away, but his strength far surpassed your own.

Huffing, you shifted your gaze to meet his, and the scowl immediately fell upon the sight of his glossy, vibrant, vermillion eyes.

The strongest man you had ever known...was brought to tears upon the sight of your wedding ring. Something so sentimental that you mocked him for when your marriage became sour.

At the time when you had launched the jewelry item into the water, you remember laughing at his expression of turmoil. Even as you declared your love for him to be nonexistent, he still maintained his response of waiting for you, no matter what.

"I faked it." You mumbled. "...I needed to try and move on, and so did you, but I couldn't let it go. It was the one thing that I couldn't get rid of."

The hero inhaled deeply as he slowly reached down and unclasped the necklace. He removed the cold golden band and gazed at it in the palm of his hand.

He swallowed thickly, his adam's apple bobbing before he cast his gaze back onto your face.

"You have never stopped being my wife in my eyes, (Y/n). I married you all those years ago to be there for you through anything. To help when you felt like the world was against you."

Katsuki reached for your left hand and gazed at your ring finger. "I'm sorry if I made it seem like you couldn't confide in me. I'm sorry for putting everything else above you and Nadine before it was too late..."

He rose your hand to his lips and pressed them against your skin. A skinny trail of liquid could be felt trickling onto your fingers.

"I failed as a husband and a father."

Your lips quivered from his words, emotions flooding your system like a dam bursting. You had to swallow down a sob as you reached for his other hand that held your ring.

Guilt entrapped your heart as you came face to face with your issues. You know it wasn't his fault; you know you can't blame him anymore. You've been telling yourself the same thing for years.

Sh*tty things happen to good people for no reason, and it's about working through it.

"Put it back on me." Katsuki's optics flickered open to meet your gaze. "Put the ring back on my finger, please..."

The man hesitated, his body stiff as he contemplated profoundly.

"Put the f*cking ring on my finger and f*ck me, or I'll just do it myself."

"Don't rush me, woman!"

You scrunched your nose in response. Katsuki placed a lingering kiss on your ring finger before carefully sliding on the gold band.

The cool metal was a familiar sensation that made your tummy swirl and tingle. The sight was a bit nostalgic, like the memory years ago when he first placed the engagement ring on your finger and now mashing together.

Flexing your hand, you glanced back at the male and cocked your head to the side on the mattress.

"I'm not gonna say I love you just because we reconciled; I still hate you." You stated, which yielded a minuscule smile to appear on the man's lips.

"I didn't expect you to." He hummed to himself while leaning forward. The hero pressed his lips against your stomach, littering your bare skin with wet kisses until he switched to sucking the soft flesh.

Katsuki's hands migrated to your back, his fingers unclipping your bra, and were quick to remove it from your torso.

You were bare; the moonlight peering in from the windows allowed for the man to view your the way your chest rose and fall with your ragged breathing.

A few patches of skin were scarred and gnarled from the fire all those years ago. Gingerly his hands traveled to the area on the side of your ribs and caressed the sensitive layer.

"Don't touch it." You ordered, your lips quivering in disgust as you grasped his wrist and attempted to pull him away.

He leaned upwards to gaze at your face; however, you refused to meet his eyes. His hold on your body grew tighter, your ribs pressing into his palms while he leaned forward.

You could hear his breathing grow closer as his lips lightly met your cheek. He continued his smooches down to your jawline...around the curve of your throat...his tongue sweeping against your bare collarbone before he reached back upwards and grasped your chin with his hands.

Slowly your glossy (e/c) optics met his, your one working eye taking in his moonlit appearance. "You are so pretty." He breathed as if he were in the presence of an immortal deity.

His face leaned downwards so he could place a single swift kiss on your lips. "And I love everything about you, marked or not."

The hero's words were snatching the air from within your lungs, forcing the inner corner of your eyes to burn with more tears fogging your eyes.

Your hands flew to shield your eyes from his probing gaze whilst a hiccup reverberated into the air. You felt so vulnerable and overwhelmed by the event taking place.

Years you had spent insulting your own self, disgusted by your appearance, revolted by your disabilities.

You've never allowed anyone to get close enough to sway you off your negative thoughts or appreciate your body.

Much less receiving attention from your estranged husband that always had a place in your shrunken heart, even if you always denied it.

You felt like a crybaby for the number of times you've wept this night. It was a weakness, a sore spot that you never wanted to acknowledge.

Distracted by your thoughts, you didn't even realize that your husband removed your shoes and was peeling down your pants.

"W-Wait!" You stuttered, your thighs clenching together in an attempt to stop his movements. "There's...There's more burn's on my legs."

He shook his head lightly, his ash-blond hair glimmering in the moonlight. "And? I love every part of it too."

Your lips pursed curtly as you stayed silent but slowly you relaxed your legs and allowed for your husband to remove your pants and undergarment.

The vulnerability only grew with your complete nudeness, everything on for show. He could see it all now, the small scarred and burn patches along your legs, the imperfections and indents in your left shin from your numerous surgeries.

Embarrassing it all was to appear damaged and wounded but the man above you didn't appear to think the same.

His breathing became audible, his hands gingerly dusting across your legs as if he couldn't believe you were real, as if you were a dream that had finally managed to come true.

Your tummy fluttered whilst your cl*t throbbed from his actions. The mound between your legs felt slick with arousal as your body yearned for sensations you hadn't felt in years.

Leisurely the hero's calloused fingers reached down to your left shin where he rose it off the soft mattress.

Just like how his lips met your neck and he kissed it with fervor, he did the same along the deep scars. He trailed his smooches all over so nothing was left untouched.

He admired your wounds while you were appalled by them.

How could this man love you so much? How could he still kiss you when you had blood on your hands, both innocent and villainous?

Katsuki should know how disgusting your body is, so why was he still able to touch you as if you weren't repulsive?

"Do you love me?" You questioned, barely able to speak with a voice.

The man's vermillion optics flickered up to meet your gaze as he placed one more kiss on the surgical scar under your knee.

"I love you like you love the stars." He murmured along your leg, his warm breath tickling your skin.

You didn't respond. Instead, you laid back silently and allowed him to continue. His warm wet kisses resumed their assault on your skin as he rose up your leg, advancing up your inner thighs that had you already trembling.

By the time he finally reached your c*nt, he could visibly see the strings of slicks attaching to your bottom.

Was it the fact that you hadn't been touched in years that left you so sensitive? Or maybe it was because your estranged husband dipped every kiss with passion, already well-versed in what made you quake and tremble?

It was embarrassing, but the man didn't tantalize or mock you for it; no he simply appeared as a starved beast.

"Pretty girl." He murmured lowly, his breathing hitting your sensitive c*nt which yielded a quick short inhale.

Katsuki gripped your thighs and separated them like smooth butter. Just as how he kissed every inch of your body, his lips smooched on the edges of your sl*ts.

You whimpered aloud, clenching over nothing and desiring for him to kiss that throbbing cl*t. It was as if your heartbeat fell down to the bud, pulsating for attention.

Too proud and stubborn to tell him what you wanted, you let his slow kisses and licks torture you until finally his lips wrapped around your cl*t and sucked.

"A-Ah~!" The wail was louder than you expected. Your cheeks burned in embarrassment whilst your hands flew down to his spiky hair.

You tangled your fingers within his locks and tugged, his lips forming into a coy grin against your skin.

The hero didn't convey any snarky remarks to your reaction. He removed his mouth around your cl*t so he could lick along your entrance that secreted your arousal.

Your slick was hot, practically burning against the flat pad of his tongue but he devoured it like liquor and craving more like an addict.

"F*ck!" You cursed under your breath as your husband greedily consumed your essence.

Sweat coated in your skin on the mattress, your hair stuck to your jaw, and your bruised neck.

His tongue was like heaven with the way passion jolted and spread up your abdomen and legs. You were consumed in a hazy lust, entrapped in intense eros that had your tongue lay heavy in your mouth.

Whatever was transpiring out his intimate licking and sucking was unknown to you. Katsuki knew such facts and used them to his advantage.

Two of his fingers prodded at your hole for a moment before pressing in and sliding inside until he was knuckle deep.

A gasp lay stuck in your throat, your hips bucking upwards with your heated walls clenching around his extremities.

The pressure of a part of himself penetrating into you had your stomach fluttering. Your toes curled, your lone thigh that he had released to enter you had slammed against his head.

He hummed at your reaction, his lidded gaze meeting yours for a moment as he observed the way you could barely even breathe properly.

It was as if his belly was not only becoming full with your juices, but also the sight of your debauched expression.

Words couldn't explain the way your abdomen tingled and spread throughout all of your veins. The tugging on his hair grew harsher the more the ache in your bellow grew.

His fingers felt more of your natural lubrication seeping out of your entrance, indicating to him your growing arousal. Clearly, you were enjoying it, especially with the way you sucked in your abdomen and squeezed around him.

In between licking your bundle of nerves, he placed kisses against your cl*t. His delicate plump lips apply a bit of pressure as he played around, tested spots inside that had you melting beneath him.

You wanted more, the sensation of reaching a peak so close but so far. Slowly you ground your hips up and down across his face, feeling a smirk on his lip.

Katsuki's long nimble fingers began to move, pulling out causing you to clench down even more on his extremities. You didn't want to release any of him at all, even if it was just his fingers.

The hero's fingers gradually began to thrust at a consistent pace. It was slow at first, allowing for him to feel the strength of your clenching velvety walls and witness the way you ground your hips harder for more stimulation.

He pulled back to swallow the slick that accumulated in his mouth before hollowing his cheeks again and swirling his tongue around your sensitive area. The pressure on those bundles of nerves had mewls leaving your lips and echoing all within your bedroom

The male observed your concupiscence-filled expression, watching with extreme interest as your lips stood agape and your eyes became glossy.

He could see your stomach rising and falling with every quick sharp breath you made. Suddenly he hummed, letting the vibrations stimulate the sensorial nerves.

It felt like a tingling sensation that was becoming almost too overwhelming. You tugged on his hair and swallowed whatever saliva was in your mouth strenuously.

Your husband gave your little cl*t another lick before his tongue dragged downwards, circling around slits before letting some of your liquids of arousal pool on his tongue just below your entrance. The action caused you to shudder and contract your stomach.

He wasn't even doing much but he had you dripping. The pace of his fingers was not even fast but he was pressing them against the sensitive areas inside your body.

You knew the man used to have you writhing, unable to walk for long periods of time but this...this was mindboggling. When did he get so skilled?

The mess couldn't have been any hotter for the hero. He pulled his tongue away only for a moment so he could kiss the slick, swallowing it with throaty gulps before returning back to your cl*t.

His plump lips pressed against it once again before he turned his head to the side and began to litter your thighs with kisses as well.

He made sure to pay extra attention to small burnt and scarred patches that yielded your limbs to tingle just as well.

Those wounds were so repulsive, you hated looking at them in the mirror but caressed them with his tender lips.

Katsuki began to suck on your soft supple skin, leaving behind red/purple bruises that stung with pain but tingled with pleasure.

All while at the same time he let the pace of his fingers increase and he brushed against sensitive spots inside.

There was this feeling in your lower abdomen, it was a pulsating sensation that was growing stronger by the second, alerting you of your nearing climax.

The ash-blonde could tell as well by the way you bucked your hips and moaned aloud. You were squeezing so tight around his fingers he knew that your body was approaching an org*sm.

His hand that had been holding your hips moved your left thigh where he was littering them love bites and he began to intimately trail the tips of his fingers against your sensitive skin.

Your thighs clamped tighter against his head as you squeezed your lower body around him. It was overwhelming with how good the man was doing and you hate to say, but damn, did you miss it.

Your throat was dry, your neck muscles hurt from the strain, and you felt exhausted. Your spine had a small divet in it, slightly arched and off the table.

Katsuki pulled back to look at his handiwork on your skin, a part of him enjoyed the sight of the marking he placed on your body. Something he had long overdue for years.

Teasingly slow he breathed in the scent of your arousal and lowered himself back on your sensitive nerves.

He hummed, grazing your cl*t slightly with his teeth before resuming to sucking it. He knew you were close, so close. Your body was notably heated against his face, burning with passion and desire the most out of anywhere in your body.

He hummed joyously and heaved a heavy sigh. "I've missed this taste."

Your hips bucked against his face, your fingers tugging harsher on his spiky hair. You were so close.

The feelings you were experiencing were indescribable. All you knew was that everything just felt so good but so overstimulated. You knew you were getting to end, right the edge of the cliff where you'd fall into a pool of blinding satisfaction.

And before you knew it your org*sm hit and flushed all through your body, surging through your bloodstream and pounding your head with bliss.

"A-Ah~! Sh*t!" Your voice was louder than it had before as you cried out.

Your stomach contracted, the abdominal muscles were tight from how much you sucked in your gut. You clenched as tightly as you could, squeezing his fingers so tight you thought you might break them.

Harshly your thighs clasped even more firmly against his head in a death hold that didn't look like it was going to loosen anytime soon.

With your spine arching from your climax, you lied your head back against the bed with your swollen lips parted. The sight itself was astounding for your husband.

The unadulterated ecstasy that displayed on your face was something the male just wish he could eat up. He couldn't have been any prouder of the fact that he had you in such a vulnerable state, shaking, barely even able to breathe because of the intense release he brought you to.

Katsuki leisurely lapped up the liquids of your climax, taking his time as he savored the taste and the texture of it against the soft pads of his tongue.

It had you shaking profoundly beneath him, twitching from your oversensitivity. Your eyes felt so heavy you could barely keep them open, fatigue took over all your limbs leaving you limp and quite feeble.

He pulled away slowly and kissed your cl*t as if it was a delicate flower. The action had you jolt in your spot and pull his head away from in between your legs.

His lips were a coy grin that dripped with your climax. The sight of it should have been embarrassing but there was just something about it that made your desire grow.

Releasing his hair you grasped the back of his neck and pulled him down to connect his lips with yours. You could taste yourself on his tongue that mixed with the taste of himself.

It was er*tic the way your naked sweaty body rested beneath him, greedily sucking on his tongue.

Your knee brushed against his crotch, the painful tent in his cargo pants so obviously in a desire to be plunged in your warmth.

He huffed in between the kiss with one of his hands grasping your cheek in his palms and pushing you deeper into the kiss.

So hungry, so ravenous the both of you were. It was beginning to turn animalistic with the way every thought dispersed from your heads and all there was left was the need to be conjoined.

Frantically the hero removed his wifebeater before doing the same with bottoms and boxers. He grasped your thighs so he could position himself between your legs and rested his heavy appendage on your tummy.

It went well past your navel with the tip dripping its pre-c*m onto your bruised torso.

Your fingers dragged down his firm chest, flicking over his nipple as he heaved a heavy sigh between the kiss.

"Think you can take me again?" He breathed, resting his forehead against yours with his thumb caressing your thighs.

You grinned at his words and wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, the skin already slick with sweat. "Unless you're going to take away the sight of my other eye then I think I can."

He laughed in his throat as he released one of your legs to angle his body back and press the tip of his swelling c*ck at your drenched hole.

"Trust me; I'm gonna make you see white." He hummed.

Katsuki flicked the thick heavy head of his c*ck against your cl*t before resuming its place back at your entrance.

His hips pushed forward slowly, easing into you graciously. With every inch he entered in, you could feel the stretch of your body sending jolts all throughout your nerves.

It had been so long since you've been filled with something so warm, so rigid with stimulating veins along its surface.

You pulled his face down into your chest, your legs squeezing around his hips as the both of you sucked in a heavy breath.

The warm tight sensation of your body squeezing, molding around him had his throat tightening and hands gripping onto your thighs firmly.

It was a moment where neither one of you spoke and instead relished in the sensation of finally being together after years of separation.

Something about it just felt so right.

His crotch met yours when his length sheathed its entire self deep inside. There was no space between your bodies, the both of your chests pressing against one another, hands gripping each other's body.

How was it that his hips haven't even begun rocking and the both of you were already out of breath?

Was this just l*st or love?

You didn't know; you didn't care.

The close proximity of your bodies had the room become a feverish sauna. It only aided in arousing you more.

He was so deep inside, kissing your cervix that he could be felt twitching against your velvety walls.

"What? You're gonna c*m already?" You jeered.

The ash-blond huffed and rose his head so he could meet your gaze with his vermillion optics. "I recover fast."

Before you could reply, the hero rocked his hips back, his c*ck slipping from your depths. He could feel the way with every inch that was removed; you tightened as if refusing to let him go.

Answering your body's plea, he rolled himself back in, the tip grazing against those sensorial spots deep and shallow inside.

You found your voice only for a moment to cry out desperately. Only incoherent words were able to leave your lips and reverberate into the room.

Your mouth felt dry, your mind blanked, and the heat of your body increased. You couldn't help but feel a little dizzy from it all.

An intense org*sm already had been flushed through your veins, and he was arousing another so quickly. Your tummy tingled at the feeling of being so full.

It was like eating a large meal that made your stomach feel heavy and tired. Such a remarkable sensation that you could never ever forget.

An arch formed in your spine while you gripped onto his shoulders for dear life, with nails threatening to draw blood.

A lusty shaky moan left your lips that was mixed with his low grunts and groans. Drool dribbled down the corner of your lips as your teeth drove against each other tightly.

His c*ck twitched inside, and if possible, it felt as if he grew a size bigger with the way it swelled. "A-Ah." It came out from you broken, high-pitched.

You clenched down securely, the little butterflies that were felt dancing around in your tummy intensified.

At first, you thought his fingers and tongue were mindboggling inside of you, but clearly, you were wrong.

You had forgotten what he felt like inside of you, and Katsuki Bakugo was going to make sure you never forget again.

Your head was thrown back against the bed, your body jolting in the intimate missionary position. Your hips bucked against him as your tense fingers hurt from how hard you gripped his body.

His hips jerked as he quickly gained momentum and rolled his hips continuously. Katsuki at first attempted to be much more tender and take his time but he too was losing himself in the heat of your body.

He was using every muscle of his body to penetrate you deeply and ripple pleasure through your veins.

The male was being clenched down by your inner walls, sucking him in even deeper. The head of his c*ck just briefly brushing against your cervix.

Your core that was clenching down on his member fitted tighter around him, allowing you to feel every thick vein that protruded against the skin of his c*ck.

You molded so tightly around him as if your body was trying to keep him inside as much as possible. You never wanted to let him go.

The pace of his delightfully rocking hips grew. Every time he rocked his hips forward he pressed the head of his c*ck harder against the entrance to your womb.

Your moans of pleasure grew louder from his actions, your own body writhing and crying out for more. The man could barely make out some of the mumblings he was hearing from you but there were some things he could make out.

He could hear clearly when you begged for more of him. He could hear just how good he was making you feel.

The force he used to rock his hips made your body bounce on the mattress.

Your eyes were rolling in the back of your head and a slight ringing appeared in your ears.

That memorable sensation in your lower abdomen returned. A tight pulsating feeling that could only mean one thing.

Your org*sm was arising, your abdomen clenching while you sucked in your stomach. The pressure of one of his hands pressing down on your tummy added an extra sense of pleasure.

Katsuki grunted aloud and doubled the pace of his thrust as every firm muscle of his tightened and flexed. His crotch met yours with a rhythmic clap as his c*ck began to pulsate at the entrance to your womb.

Your whole body was trembling as your climax grew closer and closer. Your peak was there at the edge. You could feel it once again, waiting to be released.

His rolling hips increased, sloppy but intense as he focused more on reaching deep and hitting your sensitive areas.

Your body that was already as tight as can be held even tighter onto him than before causing another low grunt to leave his lips.

"You take me so well, baby."

With the overwhelming amount of stimulation flooding through your body, the tight tingling sensation in your lower abdomen basically released.

You cursed under your breath, your words slurred and barely audible from biting into the covers. Your toes curled, your thighs pressing against his toned hips and squeezing him as tightly as you could.

He leaned forward for a moment to place a kiss on your marked ribs before doing the same on your swollen lips

"Squeeze me just like that." He hummed. "C*m so I can see your pretty face like before."

Every muscle in your body contracted with your body tensing up while you sucked in your stomach.

A second org*sm raked through your body, and the male couldn't believe how much tighter you could squeeze down on him as you came.

The liquids of your org*sm milked his c*ck, the presence of it being seen on his member every time he had pulled out.

You reached the very peak of your ecstasy as it burst and spread all throughout your body. Pleasure rushed throughout your veins like adrenaline would.

You saw white with your hearing suddenly zoning in and out, the only thing you could catch was the man's muffled grunts and groans in your ears.

"K-Katsuki!" You had called his name for the first time in years and it made all bit of control and constraint diminish from his body.

He was hitting the deepest areas of your body while the heat of his skin wafted off onto yours. His large hands held you so tight as he absolutely dominated your frame.

The creamy white liquid of your org*sm pooled around the base of his c*ck and spread across your folds that were already sopping wet.

As the ash-blond continued to thrust sloppily, the liquids of your arousal and climax smeared all over his crotch and dripped down your bottom cheeks.

Just having another intense climax not even a moment later had made everything extra sensitive. You quivered underneath, unable to hold back the deafening cries of pleasure.

Katsuki could feel you trembling underneath him and knew that it was the perfect time to let himself go.

And not even a moment later did the male suddenly feel that unbearably tight tingling sensation in his abdomen, signifying he reached the peak of his org*sm.

Ecstacy flowed through his veins as his member twitched within your walls. His pace slowed as he came, his c*ck spurting out thick hot jets of c*m that pooled within your womb.

He painted your insides white as he pressed his chest against your own and wrapped his arms around your torso. He pressed himself so hard against your frame it was as if he trying to connect your bodies together forever.

The sensation of his release spilling into you felt ever so warm, like a heating pad atop your abdomen where your womb was.

"F*ck baby, you're sucking me dry." His voice was right in your ear, the deep gutturalness of his tone rattling your bones.

He slowed his hips until he was unmoving and still inside of you. He pumped every bit of what he had inside and drove it as deep as he could inside your body.

You hummed softly, releasing his slightly bleeding shoulders whilst you swallowed the saliva in your mouth. It quenched the itchiness in the back of your throat and subdued the uncomfortableness.

Much like your husband's words from earlier that night, his c*ck swelled healthily inside again, and he was quick to switch you into a different position.

You stared at him with wide eyes that quickly fluttered shut with another thrust of his hips.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

The rising and falling of his bare chest were rhythmical, followings its own tune with every subconscious breath he took.

You don't know how long you've observed his peaceful frame, but you desired to memorize every single attribute that was visible.

The faint scent of his cologne wafted into your lungs which you greedily devoured like it was your last breath. With careful and cautious movements, you used the table next to the bed to stand on your feet.

You limped along the wall as you exited the bedroom and ambled weakly to the living room. Your thighs ached, and so did the back of your knees.

It was odd for your legs to hurt not of pain but fatigue, you kind of liked it.

The cool metal of your cane was a sensation you didn't realize you had missed until now. Using its stability to assist in your walking, you made your way to the patio doors where you opened it.

Stepping out into the backyard in the dead of night, cool wind brushed against your skin. Even with your clothes covering your body, goosebumps still rose across your limbs.

You tapped the cane lightly on the wooden porch before resting against the railing. Your thoughts began to swirl, as you remembered something.

How much longer was Esau going to be?

Even if you had somewhat reconciled with your husband, nothing was going to be the same anymore. You still held love for him within your shrunken heart, but it wasn't like it was before.

It just wasn't the same.

You couldn't kiss him without remembering how your lips spewed hate and war. You couldn't continue to touch him with your tainted hands of blood and crimes.

As ironic as it was, Katsuki was purer than you could ever be, and to even be around him felt wrong. He wasn't part of your world anymore and you could never be part of his.

You made it your life's goal to make everyone else feel your pain, whether it was them disabling too or killing them with no remorse.

How could you stay with Katsuki when he dedicated his life to arresting people like you?

A sigh left your lips, its noise becoming silenced by the howling wind. A creak immediately caught your attention which prompted you to angle your head back to see the source of the bluster.

The sight of his distinguishable ash-blond hair came into view, and you relaxed instantly. "You were snoring fairly loudly; I didn't think you would wake up so soon." You mused, turning the rest of your body, so your back rested against the railing.

Katsuki rolled his vermillion optics with amusement as he stepped forward to your body. His arms wrapped around your waist and held you close to his chest.

You could hear his steady heartbeat and the warmth of his body through your clothes. Your face fell upon the contact, your mind just thinking of how repulsive your body was compared to him.

In the midst of your l*stful and almost drunken haze, you didn't have the ability to stop his tender, intimate touches.

Your hands rested on his chest as you attempted to pull away. "Katsuki-" The rest of your words were replaced with a gasp.

A searing pain spread through your back, every nerve igniting on fire. You glanced down with jerking movements; the tip of something pointed peaked out scarcely from your chest.

The heat of your heavily bleeding wound was slowly starting to dissipate and replace with a numbing coldness.

A trail of the same metallic liquid trickled down from the corner of your lips. Glancing up with the same jerking movements, you gazed into the hero's glimmering vermillion optics.

"Ah." The sound was barely above the howling wind. "Thank you." You grinned at him so brilliantly it rivaled the stars. "Thank you so much for finally letting me go..."

With the last bit of energy you had, you closed your glossy (e/c) eyes and caressed his warm cheek one last time with your tainted hands.

Katsuki carefully lowered your body onto the wooden porch while removing the weapon he used to take away your miserable life.

He laid your arms across your chest, posing you like an angelic angel as his figure began to shimmer. Where you once thought stood your estranged husband now visibly revealed it was the body of another.

Of Esau.

His earthy brown optics gazed upon your face, a trail of blood following the path of his fingers before he stood to his feet.

Without even batting an eye, he twisted his torso to avoid a powerful blast that split a tree in two behind him.

Almost leisurely, he glanced up and met with the enranged face of the Hero Dynamight.

"You, what did you do to (Y/n)!?" He bellowed, hands flaring in color as he readied himself to attack again.

The young man simply directed his attention back down to your frame. "You weren't going to give her what she wanted, so I decided to do it for you." He replied cooly.

Katsuki shot his body forward, his palms blasting explosions. "That wasn't your f*cking decision to make!"

Esau elegantly twisted away with refined movements, and he held his hands out, one of them clutching your black cane.

"This was her wish, to be reunited with Nadine and Zahir by your own hands."

At that very moment, Katsuki Bakugo realized that he had once again lost his first and last love. Only this time, you wouldn't ever come back to him again.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

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Bakugou x Reader

Heavily inspired by assasins creed odyssey, which strangely enough isnt much of a favorite game of mine at all

Spartan commander!Bakugou x persian commander Reader

*Warnings!noncon dubcon force and struggle, hair pulling, choking, slapping , unhealthy relationship...

Amazing Art credited to: https://clarissaferguson.artstation.com/projects/aRD6G0

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It infuriated him to watch you, the confusion that flooded his brain doing nothing to alleviate his frustration, was he bothered because of the shackles and chains binding your once proudly armor clad figure, or was it the humbling slave clothing shamefully displaying too much of you for everyone to see.

What used to be a very familiar fabric worn by slaves all over Sparta looked so strange and out of place on your usually expensively covered body that he soon found himself noticing stupid irrelevant details on how ridiculously little it covered or how terribly it was sewn.

Still, all this was better than when he finally gathered the will to take a look at your face. He had seen you frown many times before, your concentration method on the battlefield, but a scowl so deep he had never seen on your face. Nor did you once look up from your hands firmly and uncomfortably hanging from the chain connecting them to your neck. Not in a submissive or shamed way, not at all; more like you couldn't be bother paying attention to the insignificant greeks around you.

These people clearly didn't know who you were, otherwise you wouldn't have gotten to where you were being sold off as a common slave today. Macedonia was always more tolerant towards Persian invaders; way too tolerant in his opinion. Had it been Sparta though, you wouldn't have been alive right now.

That point indirectly led to his current situation. He was pondering wether or not he should purchase you before anyone else would, in front of his own Spartan troops that he knew recognized you very well.

And no his little secret obsession with you wasn't the reason he wanted you; in fact that same obsession was the reason he was in his current predicaments in the first place.

"Can this one read and write?"

"Oh yes indeed, in fact she is much more intelligent than just that!"

"How so?"

"She is from Persia."

His eyes snapped onto the man standing next to him, his glare so fierce it would cause him to tremble; had he seen it.

"Well well, a Persian one, huh! Must be very expensive then...?"

Unlike him, you probably having heard that same conversation many times already didn't bat an eye at the men talking.

The sharp pain shooting through his gut brought him back to the situation at hand, and reminded him of the actual reason he had hunted you down and why he could absolutely not let anyone else have you.

"I'll take thi-"

"Step aside."

The authoritative voice cutting off the slave trader and the bargaining man caught your attention immediately. You knew this voice. And you knew that you shouldn't have heard him here, or anywhere at least for a while. Unless he had figured everything out since the night before. Making sure to not let your smirk show, you raised your head to meet his fiery eyes, much more prominent now with how pale and sick he looked to be.

"Excuse me, but-"

"You are excused. How much for the Persian Slave."

He made sure to spit the words out with venom in his voice, and as he had predicted you reacted by a silence snarl.

"I'm sorry but this man here was interested in the same one, you should probably wait for him-!"

The trader was silenced by a heavy looking coin pouch being shoved in his hands as Bakugou stepped in to grab you by the chain that connected the shackles on your wrists and pulled you up on your feet.

"Uh... sold!" You could hear the trader trying to move on with his business as if this brute of a Spartan general didn't just interrupt him.

"Missed me, huh?"

He cursed under his breath as he yanked you into the narrow gap between two houses and pushed you back against the wall.

"Whoah that's not how honorable Spartans treat their unarmed foes..."

You trailed off watching him as he tried to quickly shed his cloak off, shaky fingers making the fabric catch on some edges of his sharp armor. You would've made fun of him had the predicaments were less serious.

" though I must admit I am interested in what I'm seeing...What am I seeing exactly?"

"Silence!"

He messily draped the cloak over your head, momentarily faltering and having to lean on his hands on the wall behind you, having you step back into the wall and effectively caged by his body, hands placed on either side of your head. His pale face was close enough now, that you could see the effects of your handiwork last night.The bags under his eyes and chapped dry lips. Dehydration already?

He hated you as he felt his energy drain from him slowly; you sneaky dishonorable snake... but yet, as he leaned over you, the way your eyes were watching him wearily yet curiously, your face was so close... your delicate yet trained figure practically half a breath away.

A breath he could barely heave.

Because of you.

He pushed himself off the wall and away from you.

"What a gentleman, covering this humble slave up like this..."

"It's not for you, it's to not have any unwanted attention dragged my way. There are people who know who you are."

"And yet you are wearing that golden shiny armor, I'm sure no one will pay attention."

"By the gods will you ever shut up!"

He grabbed the hood of the cloak and pulled it roughly over your head, covering more than half of your face by it. His hand firmly pressed on your shoulder, pushing you forward.

"Move."

"What do you want with me anyway..."

"As if you don't know."

"I have a few guesses."

His eye twitched in annoyance, his jaw clenching, finding the nerve of you unbelievable. You could feel his fingers dig into your shoulder so tightly that you knew there would be indents of them there later.

"You can't feel your fingers, can you?"

The change of your tone from the usual casual annoying one to a serious one caught him offgaurd.

He was hoping that he was playing it off well enough not for you to notice, that you would think he had come for you to punish your act of treachery.

Not for you to figure out he actually needed you.

"You poisoned me." He hissed under his breath.

"You are the enemy."

"It was a truce discussion!"

"As your spies cleared out my ranks?!"

This was the (y/n) he knew best. The demanding firm voice of a captain, with the ferocity of something much more majestic than a venomous snake...

Only too bad you were mistaken.

"Where is the antidote."

He pulled off your hood but you had realized long ago that he was taking you to your raided and deserted camp. The last stand before they had over run you with their forces, where your soldiers fought and probably died.

"I don't know."

"Now listen here you poutána*!"

He spun you around and grabbed your neck, using all the power he had left in his body, to lift you up by the neck and hold you against the wooden walls surrounding the camp. With a sharp strangled inhale your hands shot up to grab his wrist as you panicked lightly not feeling the ground beneath your feet, mouth falling agape. You didn't expect him to have this much left in him, feeling as if a little more pressure and he would crush your neck, if it wasn't for the tang of fear for your life you could say you were impressed, but the pain was soon forgotten as your vision started to get blurry, the lack of air disrupting your normal body functions.

"If I die, you die!"

You wheezed trying to maintain eye contact despite the strong feeling of your eyes wanting to roll back in your skull as a response to the tight choke hold.

"And if I die, you die too. Only I make sure by the time my men are done with you, your precious king will not even want to claim you back."

You had no idea what he meant by that threat, in fact you had no ideas at all, it felt like all your thoughts were jumbled in a mess of yarns and they were knotting tighter by the second, the darkness had creeped in the corners of your eyes, pulsing towards the center and tunneling your vision, as your lungs started burning. Your eyes felt heavy and warm and you felt as though they were about to pop out of your skull.

"Fine!...I... tell...!..." you had to force the words through your teeth.

His hand gave one last squeeze to your neck in warning, the pain intensified by the lack of air to your head almost unbearable, before he let you drop back down to your feet.

You slid down the wooden beams and straight onto the ground, heaving your lost breath.

You did not want to do as he told you to, to exhaustedly and weakly sit on the ground in front of him, to even look up at him; it was too humiliating for you, but then again you must do what must be done.

Without moving your head or eyes towards him you cleared your throat and collected yourself as gracefully as you could manage.

"It should be among my belongings, who confiscated them?"

"I don't know. And I don't care. Make one."

"I need the poison itself to make an antidote."

"Again, I don't-"

"Yeah yeah, I bet you will start caring when your arms and legs stop working."

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose knowing damn well he was ordered not to meddle in things that weren't his business, but he couldn't just go reason with them that he fucked up and he needed help with it, in fact the less people knew of your existence/survival, the better things would be.

"I may be able to find out...how much time do I have?"

He would of course never let himself sound defeated in front of you, but still if you paid attention you could tell in his voice that he wasn't hoping for much from you anyway.

You grabbed a thorn bush from the ground and stood up, moving closer to him and grabbing his hand.

He narrowed his eyes at you but didnt stop you until he saw you ready to stab his forearm with a particularly sharp looking thorn. He was too late though and he watched as you pierced his skin with the thorn and blood strated dripping down his arm, ready to scold you. Except, he didnt feel a thing. No pain, no pressure, no nothing.

The harshness was completely unnecessary, you hadn't held back from the stab and looked at his expression searching for pain, listening for any kind of sound indicating it and then watched as a few drops of blood pooled into the penetrated wound and dripped down his veiny arm plopping onto the ground in silence.

You had hoped he did feel the pain and that he would wince or show any kind of emotion. But you weren't sure why, was it that you wanted to inflict any sort of damage on him to compensate the smallest amount of humilation you suffered, or was it because you were hoping he had more time left?

"Maximum early morning."

His eyes were staring into your soul. First time ever that you've seen them with no fire at all, just blank. You were starting to feel kind of bad, but it wasn't like he was faultless either, he ambushed you too!

He turned away from you and started pacing around, measuring his options. He could request from a Makedonian superior for the persian confiscations, which had an slim chance of success, but low to no risk. Or, he could try and steal it, which well if he was caught he'd be as good as dead anyway.

"You are a nuisance, you know that?"

You narrowed your eyes at him feeling a bit underwhelmed.

"You find out I have given you barely a day to live and that's the worst you can do? Insult me?"

He felt the need to sit down, he's body slowly feeling too heavy for him to hold up for a long period of time.

"And to think you did it for naught too..."

"Naught!? You dare say that sitting in my ransacked camp!?"

"I wanted to discuss peace!"

Before you could express your disbelief on how he could sit there in the middle of a military camp with its dirt soaked with your men's blood and deny his crime, you were interrupted by the sound of footsteps  whipping your head back towards the gate and immediately reaching over to cover your head with the hood again.

Bakugou seemed ready to stand as well when he saw an spartan soldier approaching the two of you but his posture relaxed when he saw the man pull off his helmet to reveal his face.

"Kirishima."

You knew him too, he was the right hand of Bakugou, practically glued to him, in fact now that you thought about it you were surprised he wasn't there since the beginning.

"Seriously, you find out you've been poisoned and the first thing you do is stomp off to buy some 'company'?"

He glanced at you not seeing your unimpressed face from under the hood. Scoffing at the idea.

"Hah!... hardly the company I would ever seek."

Kirishima raised an eyebrow taking a second to think before his eyes widened as he walked over to you and pulled the hood off your face, almost jumping back again with a gasp.

"No way! She's alive?!"

You sighed finding all this a bit too annoying.

"So you're going to be better now?"

His attention was back on Bakugo but he tried to discreetly put some distance between you and himself.

Tried, because you noticed it immediately, smirking at him as he glanced your way and looked away uncomfortably.

Bakugou might not have been affected by you, but you were a fearsom foe. Apparently even when bound.

"Do I look better to you?!"

Kirishima looked sad for a fleeting moment before he composed himself.

"I thought it would take time for the antidote to work..."

"There is no antidote."

The men turned to look at you, disbelief and anger practically oozing out of Bakugou, but before he could snap you in half you continued.

"That's why I need the poison back to make one. I had no intention of making one before, you deserved what was coming to you."

That seemed to get a reaction out of a frustrated looking Kirishima.

"What do you mean?! He was the only one who wanted to make peace with you! Even against the orders of the c_"

"Kirishima! Shut your mouth!"

Your interest was peaked now. There was some information Bakugou was willing to hide with his life at stake. Information leading to your revenge.

"Orders of who?"

Bakugou glared at you for a second before having to redirect his eyes back on Kirishima.

"But she needs to know!"

"When I order you to shut up, you will listen to me!"

"But she thinks you_"

"I do not care what she thinks!"

He barked making all three of you get engulfed by a heavy uncomfortable silence.

Kirishima sighed and looked away but he wasnt going to give up on his superiors life so easily.

"I seek permission to talk, commander."

"Only to me and not at all about that damned thing!"

He nodded and pursed his lips to rephrase his words.

"With all due respect, sir, without the proper... information, your life might still be in danger. She could be wasting the time you have left on a fools errand. Or worse make you something other than an antidote or something..."

Bakugou heaved a sigh, irritation completely visible in his face.

Your eyes had been curiously snapping between the two of them this whole time but now they rested on Bakugou, watching his helplessness, his choice between his duty and his life, his despare looked oddly beautiful to you.

"Your argument is considered. Now moving on to the actual problem."

Kirishima was defeated but he didnt seem to want to accept it.

"You will trust her with your life right after she tried to take it?"

"I will."

Foolish...

"If I survive she will have her freedom back."

...not so foolish after all.

"Based on the looks on your faces and your desperation, I can tell that I have a proposition you can't decline."

They both turned to you, irritated by your demeanor and the prospect of you attempting to waste their time even more.

When neither of them said anything you continued.

"As I thought. I can sneak in and take back what I- I mean what you need."

The absolute silence was broken by Bakugou's dry laugh as he gave you a nasty look.

"Yeah, right. You can infiltrate an entire Spartan camp all on your own. Sure."

He glanced at Kirishima taken aback by his expression and the fact he didn't join in on his ridicule of you. Completely the opposite, he was dead serious looking at you.

"What if you run away?"

"What the fuck, Kirishima?"

Kirishima was staring at you intently waiting for your reassurance probably?

"Well, it's not going to be easy running away from inside an spartan camp while two other Spartans are stalking you from outside."

"So you won't run away?"

"Kirishima, who said I will send her in there?"

"Commander, a second please. Say that you won't."

You narrowed your eyes at Kirishima while Bakugou surprised by Kirishima's audacity was glaring at the two of you.

"I won't run away."

Kirishima didn't look convinced but he turned to Bakugou and bowed his head.

"I don't know if she can be trusted to do it or not, but as to if she can do it... I can assure you she can... just like she did in my old training camp..."

Bakugou remembered this incident very well, it was the first time he met Kirishima, it was a ransacked camp with bodies scattered all over as if dead in an instant in their posts, striked by lightning. Even some in their sleep. Were you the one responsible for that?

He turned to you and you held his gaze until another wave of pain surged through his stomach.

"Fine. You'll do it."

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆timeskip☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

These guards would have been way less troublesome if the idiots had given you a blade or something, but they didn't want to risk it, and not to mention allow you to kill any 'innocent' Spartans.

You scoffed as the guard at the doorway walked off letting you slip inside unnoticed.

Yes, somehow they managed to forget to mention it was a fort you were infiltrating not a simple camp.

You froze as you almost didn't notice the guy sleeping in the back of the room right until he snored. You sighed and walked to the only important looking table in the entire hellhole of a fort.

And sure enough there was your stuff, your documents scattered around the table along with some of theirs, you picked them up and immediately burned your own. Better destroyed than in spartan hands. Next you spotted the vial and snatched it putting it in your pocket. But you weren't done. You just had to sneak a peak at the other documents. Some letters that you tried to read. And a creepy looking mask.

'The needle?... eyes of Kosmos?...lords of the aegon sea?...'

You had no idea who these people were, but by the uncomfortable feeling that started forming in the pit of your stomach you could tell there was something bigger than just Spartans about this. Was this the thing Kirishima was telling you about? Were these people the ones who slaughtered your men?

Your eyes moved towards the sleeping man in the corner as he shifted in his sleep and you just had to do it. You stalked over watching him before leaning down and grabbing his dagger strapped to his side. You sat down and with a snarl slit his throat.

After all, all is fair in war.

Now was your chance to sneak back out but you didn't have any intention to go back to your captors. You did feel guilty about what you were doing but you didn't trust your fate in his hands. You could make the cure on your own and send it to him.

Deep in your thoughts you reached a decision as you lept off the wall and rolled the fall off cursing the humble clothes you've been given as they provided no armor, dusting yourself off.

"You said you won't run away."

The hair on the back of your neck stood on edge as you composed yourself before turning to face none other than Bakugou.

"I wasn't running, was I?"

He narrowed his eyes at you, knowing you seriously thought you could grt away with this only playing with your words.

"Walking?"

"Exactly. Could you catch me if I was running?"

"You can't do it."

You raised an eyebrow at him.

"You are awfully humorous for a dying man."

"I am not joking. Do it. Run."

You narrowed your eyes at him and took a step back, he took one forward. His suggestion sounded very threatening but it was legit a suggestion... what were the odds he could run after you after having the poison in him for almost a day.

You whipped around to zoom away but not even a few seconds later you got tackled to the floor.

"That's not fucking possible!"

Protesting and flailing under the weight over you, you managed to roll over only to find out it was Kirishima who was on top of you as Bakugou loomed over both of you.

"As I said, you can't."

"Should've known you're already too weak for this kind of exercise."

He looked down at you as Kirishima reached in your pockets and grabbed the vial of poison handing it over to Bakugou, who crouched next to you.

"You've proven untrustworthy time and again. So, excuse my manners but I find this necessary."

Before you could figure what he meant your hands were held down by Kirishima who was straddling your legs and Bakugou grabbed your jaw, forcing a good portion of the same poison you just retrieved down your throat. Making sure you swallowed it they both let go of you allowing you to cough freely.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

His fingers curled around your chin and raised your face holding your gaze for a few seconds, before heaving a sigh and rising to his feet.

"Well, now you have to make the right antidote, if not for me, for yourself."

He kicked your leg gently urging you to get up and you still in disbelief from the audacity stood up very slowly.

"Hurry up, we don't have much time to lose now, do we?"

He pushed you forward but you didn't pick up your pace.

"You don't, not me."

You knew you should've kept your mouth shut but before you could stop yourself you blurted out.

Before you knew it a pissed off Bakugou leaned down, grabbing your waist and hooking his hand around the back of your legs his shoulder digging in your abdomen, and the next thing you knew you were in the air draped over his shoulder, with his hand resting on your ass.

"Whoa there! Could've brought a horse!"

Kirishiam just as surprised as you stepped forward to help bring you instead but his hand got swatted away by Bakugou.

"Make sure no one see us."

☆☆☆timeskip☆☆☆

It was a very uncomfortable trip to their outpost so when you finally arrived and were let down, you couldn't help but to heave a sigh of relief, but before your stomach could settle or anything, he immediately pushed you down.

Taken aback you flopped down on your ass disgracefully as you looked up at him assuming he just did that to be a jerk, but he didn't look like he was done. The look in his eyes wasn't something you could pinpoint.

"I know you didn't tire yourself at all for the risk of the poison spreading faster. But there are other ways to make someone's heart race."

"Yeah? What are those?"

His hand shot out and grabbed your pants as you tried to move away startled.

"What are you doing?!"

"You."

You could not believe the heat that rose to your face in this situation as your heart hammered against your chest, you grabbed his hand to pry it off you but instead he just grabbed your wrists, pinning you down and ripping off your clothes.

"Get off me!"

You managed to kick him in the chest but it wasn't strong enough to stop him, only made him snarl and move your legs out of his way to settle between them, arm hooked around your left leg holding it up and making you imbalanced for any other kick you attempted.

The same hand around your leg reached all the way around and grabbed his cock, stroking its lenghth and rubbing it over your core as you squirmed around underneath him.

"You are going to pay for this!"

He looked up in your eyes as he started pressing his dick in you. You shut your eyes tight, gritting your teeth as you pulled on your wrists to loosen his grip to no avail, gasping sharply as the tip popped inside you and the angle made him slide in all the way to the hilt.

"No, you are paying now. So be a good girl and take it."

He didn't bother waiting for you to adjust before he was already thrusting in you, figuring it would just give you more time to flail around and struggle.

"You w-worthless piece of shit! Ah! Who do you think you are-ngh!"

He wrapped one hand around your neck, his other hand let go of your wrist and he slapped you across the face the shock making you fall silent as your whole body went rigid, you looked up at him, your mind racing at a break neck speed. But not fast enough to predict the second slap that landed on the same cheek.

You jerked trying to move away from the source of the pain, freeing one hand and pushing against him, but he yanked you back by the neck and slapped you a third time.

The heat and the sting on your cheek was killing you as the hand around your neck restricted your airway making you shut your eyes tightly.

"Eyes on me."

He wasn't sure what he was doing, the way your eyes became glossy was deep down very frustrating for him, making his heart clench, but on the other hand, you were a terrible brat that needed to be knocked down a notch or two.

"I said open your eyes!"

His hand struck your cheek once again as the sound of his roar rang in your ears and you immediately opened your eyes.

"Mnnnh!"

Finally giving in with a little helpless yelp you stopped struggling as a wave of pleasure forced itself over your body making you wrap your legs around his waist submissively instead of pushing him away with your hand now resting wearily on his arm, your delicate face not used to such treatment, warm tears sliding over the redness on your cheeks making them sting; and as humiliating as it was you felt you kinda deserved it, and even worse you liked it. This man was unarmed and significantly weakened by the poison having only hours left to live and still he could take you on so effortlessly, his brute force was turning you on. And you knew he could tell by the way you were gushing and quivering around his dick.

"Now that's a good girl."

His hand loosend around your neck and he stroke your cheek wiping off the tears that were streaming down it.

"I... I get your point... you can stop now..."

Your meek barely audible voice felt like a stab into his heart but still he wasn't going to give this last chance of his up, even though it might've been the last time he would get to do this.

He had to take you. Make you his, even if only once.

"If you think I can stop now, you definitely haven't gotten my point..."

He whispered back at you, his thumb dragging on your jaw before his fingers snaked through your hair grabbing a fistful and yanking it back to expose your neck. His thrusts picked up in pace and he leaned down into you to nibble on your neck. It was very satifying to him the way he found and exploited your sweetspots, the way your walls quivered and clenched around his lenghth in response, ready for a little push. His teeth sank in at the base of your neck and he relished in the sounds of your moans, his back muscles shuddering under your nails and from the warmth of your juices seeping out of you around him before dripping down.

He leaned back a little, pausing to watch your expression, your face drowned in pleasure and frustration, cheeks flushed red and panting heavily as sweat dripped down your temple, whining quietly.

"You are wasting your time!"

You moaned as his face moved up from pressing into your neck to dragging his lips over your jawline making you shiver.

"hardly."

His lips pressed against yours firmly, moulding them into yours.

He wished he could feel you better. Your skin under his fingertips, but his fingers had already lost most of their sense.

☆☆☆timeskip☆☆☆

you mustve dozed off during the night,the past couple of days having finally taken its toll on you, cause when you opened your eyes it was already morning. You looked next to you where you vaguely remembered seeing Bakugou lay as he got worse right before you gave him the antidote and drank your own. He was sitting there watching you, looking doubtfull which was very out of character for him.

"You look much better."

He knew, and from the moment he figured his life wasn't hanging in the balance he had been worrying about something else. Your small voice not helping his case at all.

"I'd say thanks to you but, you caused it all so."

You rolled your eyes and he felt himself get even more nervouse. It was either now or never. He raised his hand slowly, watching you watch him wearily as his fingers stroked your cheek before moving slowly to wrap around your jaw.

You couldn't help but panic. Feeling your heart drop realizing that no matter what you had done for him or what the deal was, he couldn't just let you go. You were the enemy after all. He was going to kill you, wasn't he...

"We had a deal! I prevented your death!"

His fingers were fixed firmly around your jaw but surprisingly there was no force at all to them.

"And you are once again a free woman."

He leaned in till his face was barely a breath away from yours, just lingering there. Eyes moving from your eyes to your lips. Waiting. He was hoping, praying that you wouldn't push him away, that he could make it right this time.

As you were frozen in your spot, staring at the ponds of crimson in his eyes, it took you a much too long time to realise what was happening. There was no force in his motion, he was merely touching your face, in his own possessive way, waiting for your answer to his preposition.

He was waiting for you to kiss him.

The panic washed away in a second and was replaced by a hoard of fluttering butterflies in your stomach as you recalled the events of last night, heat pooling in the pit of your stomach. As forceful as he was in the beginning, he became way too sweet and gentle towards the end of the night.

"I always knew Spartans aren't much for speeches, but," you leaned in, your fingers snaking to the back of his neck, pulling him closer, watching as the anxiousness drained slowly from his face, replaced by something else, you couldn't pinpoint, relief maybe?

"To be this shitty at flirting?"

"Oh shut up!"

"... no slapping this time..."

"Can't promise anything."

He jerked back as you slapped him hard across the face, turning to glare at you before His lips parted into a knowing smirk, crashing his mouth onto yours with such familiar passion you couldn't help the little quiet moan that left you.

**Persian silk tree seeds, neurotoxin,ginkgotoxin

**excuse my google translate; poutána=whore

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She updated (ch. 9)! I really liked this chapter more 🥹. The smut in the chapter was needed.

Blurb of story:

Human life has its seasons and cycles because no one's personal chaos is permanent...

Right?

It’s been three years since your husband Bakugo passed. Everything seems empty, devoid of color and barren of life as you remain frozen in the same place. Worried from watching you tread the same, never ending cycle, Izuku proposes an idea to break it. And you start to think maybe winter might change into spring.

Reader/ Izuku Midoriya

Reader/ Katsuki Bakugo

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I waited for my drink at the bar, tapping my heel to the music. A friend of mine had dragged me for a night out convinced I needed physical contact with the opposite gender. I had broken it off with my long time partner a few months ago and hadn't been out since. I definitely wanted to but I wasn't eager to go through the whole learning phase of the relationship again.

The bartender slid the jack and coke over to me, eyeing me up and down appreciatively. The f/c corset put the girls on full display tonight. My fluffy f/c tail, courtesy of my quirk, sat just above the low rise short black skirt that hugged me in all the right places with my thigh high boots completing the look. If i was going to be dragged to a bar i was going to feel sexy doing it. I turned after grabbing my drink, seeing my friend, Nikki, walking with two men in my direction.

As they walked closer my tail wagged, excitedly. I recognized them both and my breath caught in my throat. The taller male had messy ash blonde hair, his long lithe body wore a black button up shirt tucked into black jeans. The fabric clung to him as he walked revealing the hard muscle I vaguely remembered being there. Katsuki Bakugou.

The other had red hair I would know anywhere. His body was bigger than Katsuki's, all muscle on his broad frame. He'd opted for dark jeans and a dark tee shirt. He could've been wearing a paper bag if he wanted and it still would've had the same effect. His red eyes locked onto mine and he gave me a sharp toothed grin. Eijiro Kirishima.

"Eijiro!" Still holding my drink I ran over to the three of them, hugging my old high school friend. "You grew the fuck up, ya big lug."

"Y/n, definitely never thought I'd see you again!" He laughed ruffling my hair. The big brother I never knew I didn't want.

I huffed softly trying to fix my hair and locked eyes with Katsuki, feeling something I hadn't experienced in a long time. Brushing off the feeling I walked over to him. "You've gotten taller since i last saw you."

"You've grown up yourself, y/n" he replied, his eyes never leaving mine. "Why don't we catch up a bit."

We took a seat at a table at the back of the bar and he ordered me another round of my drink and ordered himself a bourbon. 

"Do you two want anything?" I looked towards Nikki only to see her and Eijiro going to dance. "Well they hit it off quickly."

I turned back to Katsuki, his eyes had been raking over me slowly and finally settled on my e/c eyes. "So where's the lucky guy?"

"No," I chuckled a bit, taking a swig of my drink. " there is no guy. Hasn't been for awhile now. What about you?"

His bourbon arrived and he drank a bit before gesturing to the bartender to keep them coming. "Likewise. I've just been focusing on my hero work. Spiky hair figured I could be his wingman I guess. Clearly, he didn't need me."

I knew about him being a pro hero. Even after I'd left UA for personal reasons I'd never stopped trying to keep tabs on Katsuki. A piece of my heart would always belong to him but I'm sure it was one-sided. Right now we were just two friends catching up.

"What have you been up to in the meantime, y/n? He asked as he took a drink and I watched fascinated as his tongue darted out to lick a drop from his lips.

"Well I've been working at an animal shelter," I recovered quickly, finishing my first drink and moving on to my second. I could feel a flush settle on my skin and it had nothing to do with the alcohol. "Gotta put my quirk to good use you know? Being able to talk to them and find the owners that abused or abandoned them helps prevent those things from happening to other innocent creatures."

Two drinks later we are laughing and chatting like we never missed any time together. I have a good buzz going and I can tell Katsuki is also feeling the warm and fuzzies. Then he hit me with it.

"Why did you leave?" He said almost so quietly I had to strain to hear him. He tipped his glass looking at the last mouthful of bourbon in the glass before swallowing it down. "Was it something I did, y/n? Did you leave because of me?"

"I left," I paused because I had never told anyone this and wasn't sure I could tell Katsuki but he deserved to know. "Do you remember when we'd got sent out to work at an agency for the first time?"

He nodded, his hand absentmindedly moving over to my free hand. I don't know if deep down he knew I needed comfort or he was just that drunk but I didn't care. I would take either of the two.

I finished what was in my glass. "Well I had been out on an assignment with another hero from that same agency. There had been a distress call, nothing major, just a stolen purse." I took a deep breath and chuckled softly. "I've never told anyone...can we go somewhere else for this?"

He almost seemed to sober up in front of my eyes as if realizing how serious I had gotten. Without another word he took my hand in his and led me to the door of the bar. We stopped in front of a beautiful American muscle car. Black with chrome rims. A four door.

I whistled. "You know I'm going to have to take this for a spin some time right?" I ran my fingers along the car all the way to the passenger side before opening the door and sliding in.

"Only if you stick around this time," he winked at me as he started her up. The purr that followed set goosebumps across my skin.

"You have a deal, sir!" I smiled brightly, nearly forgetting the seriousness we were going to have to get back to eventually. "We can head to my place unless you have a better idea."

He sat thoughtfully for a moment before pulling out of his parking spot and heading off down the road. My hand found its way to his knee and he didn't complain so I didn't move it. 

We had been driving for a few minutes before I started to recognize where we were. "No!" I gasped softly. "Is this-"

"Where we had our first date." He said without looking at me. "Of course you didn't think I'd forgotten, dumbass."

The moon was full and high in the sky, reflecting off the vast ocean. The stars shared the sky and sea twinkling beautifully against their blank canvases. The inky, starry water seemed to go on forever, peacefully lapping at the sandy shore. 

I unzipped my boots and jumped out of the car, my tail wagging excitedly. I found a place on the sand that was far enough from the water that I wouldn't get wet and turned to look for Katsuki. He joined me, waving a bottle of whiskey at me and holding a blanket in his other hand.

"Ah I knew i liked you." I said as he opened the bottle and took a swig. "I think I'll keep you, dumbass."

"Shut up," he grinned and handed me the bottle and spread the blanket out for us. I sat down first and he followed soon after.

He gave me time to collect myself and sip my liquid courage. He let me ground myself in the cool sand and match my breathing with the calm waves. He was so patient with me it broke my heart all over again that I left him with no warning or explanation. He deserved this if nothing else.

"So there was a stolen purse," I took a shaky breath. "The things he did to that thief gave me nightmares for months. He threatened to blame me and tell everyone if I told anyone." I drank long and hard from the bottle. "So I left."

I couldn't look at him. Hell, couldn't believe I'd told anyone for that matter. We sat there in silence for a long time before he finally said anything.

"Dumbass." He growled at me, his fists balled. "I should've been there to protect you. You didn't have to deal with any of that yourself!"

"I was a kid, Katsuki!" I turned to face him, biting my lip. "I didn't want to leave you! The only reason I came back is because that shitty hero was killed by Stain. I think about you all the damn time!" Oh no, the alcohol was starting to show itself. "Nothing smells more like regret than masturbating to an old boyfriend!" I covered my mouth.

He cocked his head to the side, fighting a small smile. "What was that last part, teddy bear?"

He growled that last part, sending shivers down my spine and I picked the bottle back up. I tilted the bottle to my lips to prevent myself from speaking, shaking my head. Why was I suddenly so nervous? I wasn't a blushing bride. I've had more than my fair share of sexual encounters but for some reason he reduced me to an inexperienced virgin.

"Oh no you don't, dumbass." He growled and grabbed the bottle before crawling over and pinning my wrists on either side of my head against the sand, looking deep into my e/c eyes. "No more lies. We tell each other everything or we don't do this, y/n."

My eyes widened. I wasn't an idiot. Even through the alcohol induced haze I knew exactly what he was referring to. My past insecurities rearing its ugly head, I asked in the smallest voice I've heard come from me in years, "You still want me, kitten?"

He rolled his eyes at the nickname he hadn't heard since high school. "Of course I do, idiot, but you have to trust me. Trust your man to keep you safe. I understand you've been through a lot and done a damn good job taking care of yourself and being strong but you don't have to be alone anymore, y/n. Let me take care of you," he whispered softly, my heart pounding loudly in my ears. "Let your man take care of you, teddy bear."

He planted a soft kiss on my lips and I melted underneath him. I opened my mouth to him eagerly making him groan in approval against my lips before sliding his tongue in my mouth. I desperately wanted to run my fingers through his hair and squirmed underneath him, needing more control but wanting less all at the same time.

He pulled away and removed his belt, using that as a tie for my wrists and pinned them above my head. My breasts were barely in my corset now and he had nestled himself between my legs more comfortably making my skirt rise. Right now wasn't a place for shame. He was willing to take all control and I wanted nothing more than to give it to him.

He nipped and licked the tops of my breasts teasingly, pressing himself against my sex. "Spread out so pretty for me, teddy bear." He sucked a nipple into his mouth, dragging his teeth across it gently causing a moan to slip from my lips. I lifted my hips in an effort to relieve some pressure to no avail. "Tsk tsk, y/n. Remember you have to tell me."

My eyes widened and I felt the blush creep up my face. "Kitten, I-I want you."

He softly growled against my neck before nibbling on my neck. "You have me. What do you want to do with me?"

His fingers gripped my hips and I could tell he was having a little trouble holding back. Unfortunately I knew Katsuki very well and I knew he could keep this up all night. "I want you to play with...my chest." I replied quietly, completely mortified.

His lips quirked up in a smile. "You'll have to do better than that, teddy bear, but I'll let it slide for now." He unhooked my corset and kissed my breasts, avoiding my hard nipples at all costs. His tongue tracing the curve of my breasts and his teeth marking them as his.

I moaned loudly, squirming underneath his body for more. I desperately wanted to grab him, to hold something that wasn't sand. The crashing waves were drowning out my mewls and sighs but I felt like I could feel all of his growls and groans deep in my core. I needed more.

"Kitten, please, I need you," I paused when his breath ghosted over my nipple. "I need to feel your mouth on me. Make me scream your name, Katsuki."

I bit my lip as I watched his eyes darken when I said his name. His hands slid up my skirt, sending shivers up my spine when he grabbed the edge of my panties and pulled them down so slowly my pussy ached. Then his lips closed against my nipple, the sudden warmth making me cry out in pleasure. His hands pushed my skirt up as he licked and sucked my nipples, first one and then the other, before spreading my legs.

"Katsuki..," I moaned, desperately needing more of him. "Don't stop.."

He began to kiss his way down my body, stopping when he got to my hip. "Y/n," he bite my hip sharply, ripping a throaty moan from my lips. "I forgot how much I love hearing you say my name."

He dragged his tongue dangerously close to my clit but he didn't touch it, opting to suck one of my lips in his mouth. I sucked in a sharp breath, clenching my hands in the sand and desperately trying to lift my hips. The small pitiful noises escaping me at what he was doing to me would embarrass me later but right now all I could think about was Katsuki.

He placed his hands on my inner thighs and spread my legs, exposing me to him fully. I could feel the cool ocean breeze on my core and it sent a shiver through me. My tail flicking at the tip from anticipation as I felt his hot breath mix with the cool air.

His tongue slowly dragged up my slit and bucked my hips against the arm that was holding me down. He growled softly as he did another slow lick. I was convinced he was going to kill me with these slow torturous licks and I would go with a fucking smile on my face.

His tongue started to go deeper with each lick, before he started focusing on my entrance and the wetness that just began to flow out it.

"Katsukiiii," I whimpered, loudly as I feebly gripped the sand.

I felt his smile against my clit before he continued his leisurely introduction with my most intimate parts. I thought I could feel myself crying from a mix of pleasure and frustration. "Katsuki, I need you to fuck me. Make my body fit you."

"All you had to do was say so, teddy bear." He sat up, licking my juices off his lips, and slid back up my body. I licked my essence off of his chin, moaning at my taste mingled with his. He bit my lip as he kicked his pants off. "Keep doing shit like that and we will never leave this beach. People will find us here with my dick buried deep inside of this luscious body fucking you silly, dumbass."

I moaned at the thought and wrapped my legs around his waist. "Paint my insides, Katsuki."

I looked up at him through my lashes, biting my lip loosely and flexing my fingers through the sand. He undid my hands as he slid himself inside of me slowly. Mewling noises left my mouth as I slid one hand into his hair and my other hand slid down to grip his ass.

"Fuck," he growled, his face in my neck. His growl made me clench around him involuntarily, drawing a hiss from his lips. He began moving in slow circles causing me to whimper his name loudly. "Tell me how much you love my cock, teddy bear. Tell me how much you miss this cock, molding your insides, y/n. I wanna hear it all." He leaned down slightly to kiss my chest, pulling my nipple into his mouth and teasing it as he continued his slow grinding.

I dragged my nails up his back a little rougher than I meant to, drawing a groan from Katsuki and earning a bite on my nipple. I lifted my hips as we slipped into a deliciously slow rhythm, my moans and whimpers becoming more animalistic.

"Katsuki….don't stop…" I whimpered softly when I buried my face in his neck, kissing my way up to his ear. "Never stop! Oh God."

He began to pump faster, grunting and groaning above me only making my core clench around him tighter. He sat up and grabbed the back of my knees, spreading my body for him further as his thrusts got harder. I raked my nails down his chest, leaving angry red lines behind on his skin.

"Cum for me, teddy bear."

I screamed my release as I came on his cock, my core pulsing around him as his thrusts became erratic. He moaned my name as he came deep inside of me, leaning down again to kiss my lips softly.

"If this is the welcome party maybe I'll leave more often." I giggled tiredly.

"Not funny dumbass." He replied gruffly, nipping at my collarbone. "Never leave again, teddy bear."

My voice softened and I smiled at him. "I won't leave you again."

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[heroes-among-us-all]

Anger Management

summary: after discovering that Izuku has gotten into U.A, Katsuki decides to take out his frustrations on you.

tags: NSFW, explicit, non-con, fem!reader

Katsuki can’t believe what he’s hearing.  

“It’s just incredible!” the principal gushes. “To think that not only one, but two of our students managed to get into U.A! And your acceptance in particular is a miracle among miracles, Midoriya!”  

Izuku chuckles sheepishly, and beside him, Katsuki stands perfectly still. Surely, his ears must be deceiving him. Otherwise, how in the fuck did a Quirkless piece of shit manage to pass the most difficult entrance exam in the entire country?  

He must have cheated. There’s no other explanation. Katsuki grits his teeth, having to suffer through the rest of the principal’s spiel, even though he wants nothing more than to unleash a few explosions and completely blow up the room.  

But against all odds, Katsuki manages to hold himself back.  

At least, until he’s away from the teachers’ discerning eyes.  

“Deku, you fucking asshole!” Katsuki roars, grabbing Izuku by the collar of his shirt and screaming unabashed. “What kind of tricks did you pull to get into U.A? How in the hell did you cheat your way through the exam? I told you from the start to go somewhere else!”  

God, how badly Katsuki wants to beat the shit out of him right now. He has no qualms about doing it. Who does this bastard think he is, constantly undermining him and acting like he’s the hottest shit to walk the Earth? At the end of the day, he’s nothing but a Quirkless, spineless wimp. Any moment now and he’ll start crying like a little bitch, just like he always does.  

But much to Katsuki’s horror, for the first time ever, Izuku stands his ground.  

“Someone told me... that I can become a hero,” Izuku grits out, swallowing his tears before they can overflow. “I’ve worked hard... and I’ve earned the right to do this. So, no matter what you say, I’m going!”  

With a hasty gasp, Izuku pushes away from him and breaks free. Once again, Katsuki finds himself standing still with a blank, disbelieving expression.  

Deku got into U.A. That loser Deku... he seriously got into the same school as me?  

Katsuki feels sick to his stomach, and the rage bubbling up to the surface is so overwhelming that it threatens to swallow him whole.  

You have the misfortune of crossing his path at the worst possible moment.  

“Katsuki?” you call out with a frown. “What’s going on? Why are you just standing there? I’m pretty sure you didn’t have cleaning duty today.”  

It takes a few moments, but he eventually turns towards you.  

Quite frankly, he’s in no mood to be dealing with anyone, let alone one of the most talkative people in his entire class. You’re a social butterfly in every sense of the word, which is probably why you’re almost never alone. Really, seeing you all by yourself like this is an oddity.  

“By the way, I heard you got into U.A,” you beam. “That’s awesome. You said you were gonna do it, and then you really pulled it off. I’m happy for you.”  

Katsuki narrows his eyes. He has no use for words of empty praise. It makes him feel needy, and he knows he’s better than anyone else, so why should their opinions of him matter? Normally, he would’ve probably told you to piss off and get lost, but right now, he’s so angry that it’s actually making him stay rather quiet. 

Suddenly, he has a thought.  

You’re incredibly popular. Not just because you’re so friendly with everyone, but it’s common knowledge that a lot of people in the class have a crush on you. And as much as it pains Katsuki to admit, he can understand why. He’s always thought you’re very pretty—not that he would ever consider wasting his time with dating someone, but still. Based off appearance alone, you’re quite easy on the eyes.  

So, even though Katsuki doesn’t have a crush on you, he knows that Izuku does.  

Izuku’s never been good at hiding his embarrassment. It's clear as day how he feels about you, based on how quickly he turns red whenever you spare him a few words in class. Granted, Izuku is shy around most girls in general, but Katsuki can tell that you hold a special place in his heart.  

Izuku likes you. Izuku wants you.  

If Katsuki takes you for himself, then maybe, just maybe, some of this anger will dissipate.  

“Come here,” Katsuki mutters. He grabs you by the arm and starts pulling you back inside the school, much to your bewilderment.  

“What’s up?” you blink. “Where are we going?”  

He doesn’t respond. Instead, he leads you through the hallways, up until he finally reaches his destination. 

The boys’ washroom.  

“Um, I can’t go in there,” you protest, but Katsuki pulls you inside anyways, and he doesn’t let go until you’re locked inside one of the stalls with him.  

You glance around nervously. “Katsuki, seriously. I get being rebellious and all that, but if I get caught in here, the teachers are probably gonna give me detention.”  

God. You’re so hot, but you just never shut the fuck up.  

Katsuki decides to shut you up himself.  

He slams his lips against yours, and he can feel the way you flinch in surprise. You try to pull away, flustered beyond measure, but he grips the back of your head and holds you in place, deepening the kiss as much as possible.  

Finally, you manage to push him back. 

“Fucking hell!” you gasp, cheeks burning. “Katsuki, you... what the hell was that about? You scared the shit out of me!”  

Katsuki runs a finger across his lips. That kiss was a lot more enjoyable than he’d been expecting. It was also his first kiss, but he’s not the type to place any importance on that kind of stuff. Besides, this won’t end with just a kiss. 

No, if he really wants to stick it to Izuku and steal something from him, he’s going to need a lot more.  

Before you can say anything else, Katsuki grabs you by the shoulders and forces you down until you collapse to the ground on your knees. You splutter, caught off-guard once again, but he doesn’t let you rise to your feet. He stands above you, holding you in place, and then, much to your horror, removes his belt and pulls out his stiff, throbbing cock.  

Your eyes are completely wide. “Wh-What the hell are you doing? Stop that. Katsuki, I’m serious. You’re scaring me.”  

Katsuki wishes he could say that he cared, but in this moment, nothing matters other than his hatred for Izuku.  

You part your lips as if you’re about to scream, but Katsuki thrusts his cock into your mouth before you have the chance.  

“Suck it,” he demands, and he resists the urge to shudder, because holy hell does your mouth feel amazing. To think that he’s having his first kiss and his first blowjob all in one day. It’s funny how things work out.  

Tears well up in your eyes, both from fear and shock, as well as the unwelcome intrusion in your mouth. Since Katsuki isn’t an idiot and he knows that you could very well rat him out for doing this, he quickly pulls out his phone and snaps a lovely picture to commemorate the moment.  

“Look,” he chuckles cruelly. “What a great shot. I’m warning you, but if you dare to use your teeth or go around telling people about this, I’m spreading this picture everywhere, and you can kiss your future goodbye.”  

Realization flashes through your misty eyes, and instead of attempting to fight back, you whimper as a few tears roll down your cheeks.  

Katsuki doesn't want to admit it, but the sight of you crying really turns him on. 

“Now, suck,” he says again.  

It’s clear that you don’t have a choice. Swallowing yet another sob, you squeeze your eyes shut out of sheer mortification, then start guiding your lips up and down his cock, licking and sucking to the best of your ability.  

Katsuki lets out a deep, content sigh. Fuck, this feels so good. He wonders why he didn’t ever try it until now. He’s really been missing out.  

Get a load of this. Deku’s bitch is choking on my dick right now. If he knew what I was doing with her... he’d probably lose his mind.  

A devilish sneer cuts across his lips, and he doesn’t stop to think for even a moment that what he’s doing right now—taking advantage of an innocent girl— is the furthest thing possible from being a hero.  

Instead, he steadies his hand more firmly against the back of your head, then pushes down hard, forcing you to deepthroat him. 

“Oh, shit,” Katsuki moans. He swears he’s seeing stars right now. It feels like he’s melting inside your mouth. It’s so, so hot. Already, he can tell that he’s getting addicted.  

You gag violently, thrashing in protest as his cock bottoms out against the back of your throat. You’re sobbing without pause now, and Katsuki never thought that someone could still look so good while crying. Pretty bitches like you definitely have it made. Even if you don’t end up becoming a hero or finding a reputable career, he’s sure you could still make a nice dime from selling your body.  

“You’re so hot, [Name],” Katsuki says, praising you one moment, and laughing at you the next. He’s outright fucking your face now, no longer holding anything back. His thrusts are sloppy and erratic, and the hand he’s using to hold onto your head is mainly just so that he won’t lose his pace.  

Perhaps he’s going a bit too hard, because your eyes are glassy and unfocused, as if you’re on the verge of passing out.  

“Hey. Come on.” Katsuki lightly slaps your cheek a few times. “Stay with me. I’m close. Keep sucking until the very end.”  

You stifle yet another sob, having to choke it down so that you can take a proper breath. Katsuki grins crudely, cheeks flushed in delight as you continue to endure his cock being brutally rammed down your throat.  

The sight of your pretty face choking on his cock is already good enough, but when Katsuki imagines Izuku crying if he were to walk into this scene, all of a sudden, his arousal spikes a hundredfold.  

“Oh, fuck. I’m gonna cum,” Katsuki pants, fucking your face harder and harder. “Shit, I’m really gonna—swallow it! Make sure to swallow all of my cum...!”  

He comes the very next second, making no attempt to be quiet as he lets out a deep, guttural groan. He holds your head in place and doesn’t dare to loosen his grip, not until he’s positive that most of his thick, milky essence has gone down your throat.  

Finally, he pulls away and allows you to breathe.  

You gasp, assaulted by a sudden influx of air. A few droplets of his cum spill from your lips and splatter onto the bathroom tiles. It’s so overwhelming that you keel over, dizzy from asphyxiation. You lay on the ground, helpless and weak, and your tears soon mix with the leftover cum that’s dripping down your chin.  

Katsuki takes one last look at you, then decides to snap yet another picture, just so he can look back on this moment and recount it in graphic detail. Perhaps he’ll have to solicit your company again some other time. This was actually pretty fun. 

He leaves you on the bathroom floor and walks out. There isn’t the slightest twinge of guilt in his chest. There’s no shame or remorse over what he’s just done.  

Instead, the anger from earlier has almost completely cleared, and his shoulders feel lighter.  

I win, Deku.  

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