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adoringmha · 9 months
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bakugo x f!reader | i want a man that spoils me even thought i’d hate to accept it lol
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katsuki always wanting to buy things for you and getting upset when you don’t let him.
he overhears you on facetime with your friend, gushing about something and he comes running like a puppy.
“oh that is really cute. yeah, but it’s so expensive for no reason.”
and he walks up to you like you called him over, trying to get your attention, mouthing questions. “what is it? i’ll get it for you. how much? let me see.”
and you’re barely paying him any mind cause you already know what he’s saying and there’s no reason for him to spend money on something so expensive and unnecessary.
you wave him off and keep talking to your friend, moving to the side when he tries to look at the screen cause you know if he catches a glimpse, he’ll track it down in an instant.
“i don’t even have anywhere to wear that so there’s no point.”
and he’s desperate, his voice getting a little louder, “i’ll bring us somewhere you can wear it, just show me.”
but you ignore him.
he walks away, huffing, glaring at you until he leaves the room.
it’s not until he hears you say your goodbyes that he comes back into the room, clearly on a mission.
you smile up at him, but he’s serious, coming up close to you. he places a hand under your chin and tilts your head up as he stands, looking down at you.
“what were you talking about, huh?”
“hm?” you tilt your head, acting confused.
he narrows his eyes, “you’re cute, but don’t play dumb.”
you roll your eyes, trying to bite back your smile and failing. “nothing you need to worry your pretty head about.”
now he rolls his eyes. “i don’t care what it is, i’ll get it for you, you know that.”
“i know.” you pout, “but you don’t have to, i feel bad.”
he leans in and kisses you, his hand keeping you in place, making your breath hitch. you slide your hands up to hold his wrist and he bites your lip. “i like spoiling my girl, yeah?” he whispers against your mouth.
he kisses you again, deeper, breathing you in and you can feel your heart pounding.
“so you don’t worry your pretty little head about it. and let me take care of you.”
he kisses your forehead and looks into your eyes, smirking at how glossed over your eyes are, how plump your lips are. “got it?”
you can only nod and lick your lips. “mhm.”
“good girl.”
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doumadono · 9 days
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Synopsis: Bakugo assists you in baking a cake, unaware that it's intended for him :)
A/N: the prompt was baking a cake together, but Bakugo doesn't realize it's for him Happy birthday, my sweet little gremlin!
MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST BAKUGO'S BIRTHDAY EVENT 2024
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The kitchen was awash with the sweet scent of vanilla and chocolate as you preheated the oven, Bakugo leaning against the counter, eyeing the ingredients laid out on the marble surface. His crimson eyes darted between the measuring cups and mixing bowls, a brow quirked in intrigue.
"What's all this for, nerd?" he asked, the gravelly tone of his voice making your heart skip a beat.
You looked up from the recipe book, a mischievous smile playing on your lips. "It's just a surprise," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.
"A surprise, huh?" He tilted his head, a smirk forming on his lips. "Well, don't expect me to stand here and watch you struggle, nerd. I'm helping."
You chuckled, nodding toward the apron hanging on the pantry door. "Then put that on, Chef Bakugo."
He rolled his eyes but complied, tying the apron around his waist with a little too much flair, earning a laugh from you. "Alright, what do you need me to do, Y/N?"
"First," you began, handing him a whisk, "whisk together the dry ingredients — flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt."
Once the dry ingredients were combined, you moved on to the wet ones. "Can you crack the eggs into that bowl? Just be careful, Kats," you cautioned with a smile. "We don't want any shell in the batter."
He snorted, "I know what I'm doing, nerd." Despite his sarcastic remark, he cracked the eggs skillfully, not spilling a drop.
You couldn't help but chuckle. "Of course you do," you conceded, reaching over to gently brush a stray strand of blond hair away from his forehead.
The brief touch sent a jolt of warmth through him, and he let out a quiet "tsk."
With both mixtures ready, you slowly incorporated the wet ingredients into the dry, Bakugo watching intently, his gaze never leaving the bowl. You picked up the electric mixer and began to blend the ingredients together, the soft whirring sound filling the kitchen.
Bakugo watched you for a moment, his gaze softening as he admired your skillful movements. "You're really good at this, Y/N," he admitted grudgingly, a hint of admiration creeping into his voice.
You grinned, feeling a surge of pride at his compliment. "Well, I've had a bit of practice," you replied modestly. "But it's even better when I have such a talented assistant."
His cheeks flushed slightly at your praise, a rare display of vulnerability from the fiery young man. "Yeah, whatever, nerd, just don't get used to it," he muttered, though his eyes betrayed the warmth he felt.
As you continued to mix the batter, Bakugo moved on to preparing the cake pans, carefully greasing them with butter and flour. His strong hands were steady, his movements precise, a testament to his unwavering determination and focus.
"Alright, I think we're ready to pour the batter," you announced, switching off the mixer and lifting the bowl. The batter seemed smooth and creamy, the perfect consistency.
Bakugo nodded, setting the prepared cake pans on the counter. Together, you carefully poured the batter into the pans, the rich, creamy mixture filling them to the brim. The sight of it was mesmerizing, a perfect blend of colors and textures that promised a delicious end result.
Once the cakes were done, you set them aside to cool, turning to Bakugo with a smile. "Thank you for helping me, Katsuki. It means a lot."
He shrugged, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Yeah, sure. It wasn't that bad, I guess. What's this cake for, anyway?"
You bit your lip, hesitating for a moment before deciding to keep the secret a little longer. "It's just a surprise for someone so dear to me," you replied coyly.
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Later that evening, Bakugo sat on the couch, flipping through channels while you disappeared into the bedroom. You returned a few minutes later, holding a beautifully frosted cake, the words 'Happy Birthday' written in elegant script across the top.
Bakugo's eyes widened, his gaze darting from the cake to you. "Is this…?"
You nodded, setting the cake down on the coffee table. "Happy birthday, Katsuki, my love."
His usual confident demeanor faltered for a moment, replaced by genuine surprise. "You did all this for me? I thought you forgot about… This stupid occassion."
You sat beside him, taking his hand in yours. "How could I? I just wanted to do something special for my lovely boyfriend, and I know you have a sweet tooth."
A soft smile spread across his sightly chapped lips, his crimson eyes softer than you'd ever seen them. "Thank you, Y/N," he murmured, getting up and pulling you into a gentle hug, finished with a soft kiss placed to your lips.
As you both pulled away, Bakugo looked down at the cake, a genuine smile gracing his features. "The cake is fucking beautiful. I guess this means I owe you one, huh?"
You laughed, shaking your head. "You being happy is payment enough, Kats."
Soon, you carefully placed a few candles on top, lighting them with a match. "Make a wish," you whispered.
Bakugo took a moment, closing his eyes before blowing out the candles. As he opened them, he looked up at you, his expression one of pure happiness. "I love you, babe," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
And as you both enjoyed the cake, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in your own little slice of happiness.
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moominsuki · 1 year
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✎ᝰ BAKUGOU KATSUKI ; — katsuki hates being off the job. but what he hates more is being treated like glass, especially by you.
࿄ ! warnings — ch. 359-362 spoilers kinda. a little suggestive but fluff all around / note. my first blurb! hope you guys love it.
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when bakugou gets injured in a battle, the wounds are more than skin deep. scars run alongside his neck and chest and his left eye is bruised beyond recognition - with a bent and dislocated right arm to match. he looks terrible.
he also feels pretty terrible. it’s bad enough that he was put out of action so close to the start. and it sucks and hurts, physically and mentally. he hates feeling this pathetic - this much like a burden.
“how you feeling today, baby?” you ask your frowny faced boyfriend, sweeping the hair off his forehead fondly as he bitterly wakes up from another nap on his recliner chair. it was doctor’s orders that he sleep on something that wouldn’t compromise the healing of his various body parts. this was probably the worst part of the whole process.
don’t get him wrong. you’ve been an amazing help - doing all the housework, being doting and even helping him catch up on the work that’s been piling up in his agency. he’s incredibly grateful for you. but it still sucks. he should be the one doting on YOU. not the other way round.
bakugou grunts in reply. he raises his uncovered brow when he sees you all dressed up to go out, “where the hell are you going off to?”
you look down at your outfit and laugh sheepishly, “just off to get more supplies for the house. won’t be long at all so just try to get some more rest, okay, kats?”
this was it. the nail in the coffin. you swore you saw the twitch in his eyes and feet at your sentence.
“how much more rest can someone fucking have?” he grumbles. “i’ve done nothing but sleep and wait around for this stupid fucking arm an’ my useless fucking eye to heal-” he then looks up at you from his chair; wide eyed and a little shocked. “and i don’t need ya to go out and pester and worry over me like ‘m fucking broken. i can see it in the way you look at me. ‘m fine…”
you sigh a little at his admission and drop down your bag. “i think you’re perfectly capable! i- i just thought you might want a little space, is all. i just want to take care of you. and i know how much you hate that-” you smile a little at that and bakugou relents in rolling both his bandaged and non-bandaged eye. you stand between his legs and brush through his hair again.
“i look at you like that because i’m worried. and don’t give me that look - it’s natural of me to be worried, okay! you’ve been so mopey and there’s not much i can say to fix that so i just want to make you comfy.”
“i’m comfy when you stay home and spend time with me, woman. if i wanted a nurse i woulda got one of the sidekicks or something to do all the errands and shit. don’t need ya running yaself ragged trying to get shit for me.”
“i am not!” you say indignantly and he chuckles at that and pats the leg on his good side so he can tap at your hip. “and if it’s any consolation, i think you look sexy like this,” you brush at his eye patch and the scar on the bridge of his nose. “all rugged and gorgeous.” he opens his mouth to shoot back a snarky flirty but you kiss his slightly open mouth and the breath that he was holding in deflates all the tension in his body.
still, bakugou tsks at your proclamation but he leans into your touch and kisses regardless, basking in your compliments and love like the baby he is. “yeah?” he practically purrs out. you hum in reply and nose at his jaw and neck.
“if you reallyyyy want me to stay, i can call mina to bring over your prescriptions. i should also get your manager to book us some time away… just the two of us? how does that sound? so you get me all to yourself.”
bakugou softly pinches at your hip and you giggle. he smiles a little at that, “don’t act like you ‘aven’t been wanting me to all to yourself, princess. ‘m gonna bite you one of these days.”
“is that a threat or a promise?” you purr and a chuckle ruminates through his chest.
“it’s whatever you wan’ it to be.”
a comfortable silence passes between you both with a few languid touches.
“so i have the okay to take us on a little getaway? anything you have in mind?” you say, breaking the silence.
bakugou’s hand brushes at your hip and then at your knee. “… how about a lil’ cabin in the woods? out in the wild. no one but us.”
“you planning on attacking me or something? why the woods?” even with half of your boyfriend out of action, he was still an adonis of a man. you were pretty sure he could throw you about with one arm. bakugou’s laugh ruminates through his chest and he squeezes the fat on your hips and then your ass.
“no one’s gonna hear us for what we’re gonna be doing if we’re in the woods, pretty.” he presses a kiss on your cheek and you groan.
“KATSUKI.”
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treasuringizu · 2 years
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it’s 12 am and izuku gets a case of the munchies so he orders some food and he asks u if u want some. you say no bc you made some noodles earlier and say you’re kinda full but he knows you and he repeatedly asks if ure sure and ur like yeah you’re sure. and then when the food gets there ur watching him eat bc it smells so damn good and he’s side eyeing you the whole time with that look of his bc he knows what you’re thinking. you try to sneak some little bits from him and he pretends he doesn’t know even though he knows that you know that he knows. and u somehow end up on his lap with one of his arms around you eating most of it while the show both of u guys are currently watching together plays in the background. he even hand feeds you at one point or another, and you just don’t talk about it. and izuku doesn’t tell you that he just ordered extra anyways because he knew this would happen. not that he’s complaining.
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gamergirl-niffler · 1 year
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number 7, please write it with no one else but Keigo Takami ♥
Niffler's note: OoooOOooooOOOO! Painting together! With Hawks! As someone who likes to paint... I say YES!
Am I An Artist? || Keigo Takami x fem!reader
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Taking your easel and painting equipment out onto the balcony was the first thing you did this morning.
You weren't given much opportunity to paint beautiful landscapes living in the city, but observing life below gave you ideas for new paintings. Particularly today, when the weather was nice and sunny, which meant more people came out.
In your little chair, you sat absorbed in thoughts, looking at the world around you.
Within minutes, you felt a weight resting on your shoulders, upper back, and head.
Keigo sighed, placing his head on top of yours. "You left me alone," he muttered. He had a rare day off, and you left him alone? He was all alone in the big bed! How could you do that? Another dramatic sigh escaped Keigo, and soon his tired, golden eyes landed on the still empty canvas. It made more sense now, whenever the weather was good enough, you loved to paint. He smiled and hugged you. "Any interesting ideas?”
Putting your palms on his arms, you shook your head. "Not yet. Sometimes it takes time."
Keigo nodded and yawned, stretching his wings lazily. "Yeah, right."
You stayed like this for a while. While you were deep in your imagination, he was basically lying on top of you, enjoying your presence and the warm sun kissing his wings.
In an instant, he was struck by a brilliant idea. It's probably the finest one ever. "Hey! I have a great idea! Let's paint together."
You looked up at him with astonishment as you blinked at the sudden idea. "Excuse me?" It's not like you thought the idea was bad, but he has never shown much interest in your hobby. It's true, he liked to watch you work and often complimented your paintings and hobby, but he never said anything more than that. That was quite a surprise.
As soon as you looked at Hawks, he smiled. "Like a couple spending some pleasant time together. Just us, doing something original. My little feather is already a pro at painting."
You eagerly nodded and hurried to gather your things as soon as possible. "We can go to my workshop! There is an additional easel, as well as more canvas."
Keigo watched you run back to the flat after collecting your stuff. As he followed you, he chuckled to himself and shook his head.
There was already a little workshop set up and ready for two people. As you waited for him, you sat in front of the empty canvas set on the wooden easel.
He sat down next to you and looked at the empty canvas. "I was wondering what we could paint," Keigo hummed.
You shook your head and smiled at him. "Maybe we should paint whatever we want, and then we can discuss it?" 
He nodded, agreeing to the idea after considering it.
At the beginning, you painted whatever came into your head, while Keigo worked hard on his own masterpiece. 
As he focused on his own masterpiece, you could see him painting with his tongue sticking out just a little - it was the cutest thing you've ever seen.
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Despite working for at least an hour, you didn't paint anything interesting, just a random cat you spotted on the street. You couldn't focus and make better paintings when your beloved boyfriend distracted you, even if he wasn't aware he did.
You loved the faces he made while working and how eagerly he played with the paints. It was oh so cute!
“I'm done!” Keigo exclaimed happily and looked at your painting. “Wow! My work isn't as good as yours, but I'm so proud of it. Come see it!"
Standing right next to him, you tilted your head, watching the many colors. It was hard to tell what it was.
"Don't tell me you don't recognize that face," he sighed as you shook your head. "That's Endeavor, isn't that obvious?"
Despite not seeing it at first, you made an oh sound and nodded. Could it be that you needed to look closer? Ultimately, it didn't matter, he did an amazing job and you both enjoyed this activity and quiet time spent together.
As soon as Keigo returned home after another assignment, both paintings hung on the wall in the living room, framed in wooden frames that you had bought and painted yourself to match the paintings. As a result, he was even prouder of himself.
As a matter of fact, you were proud of him as well, since he had discovered his creative side that had been hidden for too long.
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ficsbynats · 1 year
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→ content: bakugou, gn!reader(no pronouns), angst, domestic violence; not graphic (mentioned in like two lines rest is emotional termoil), hurt no comfort, ambiguous ending
Enjoy ❥❥❥
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"LISTEN TO YOURSELF!"
"CALM THE FK DOWN!"
screams kept reverberating through the apartment as you two went back and forth, some sharp and unyielding or others delivered in a shaky voice. Until, at the last remark your vision went white in anger and a sharp slap echoed through the room, suddenly grown eeriely silent.
coming to your sense you saw Katsuki's head hung low before you and your hand still hung in mid-air. Even in the following moment, you were seething with anger. But at his quiet and stillness did you fully register what you had done.
.... silence.....
Not even a movement from either of you, until your fingers twitched. Your hand jolted away, eyes filling with tears of guilt. As you reached out to touch him, comfort him, you heart broke into a million pieces as he yanked your wrist to stop you, looking up at you with eyes full of anger, but looking closely you could see a look of shock, hurt and betrayal.
You could see his cheek going red and the outline of your fingers.
"Katsuki I-"
Before you had the chance to finish he said in a thick, barely composed voice, "yea don't worry I got the memo." With a bitter chuckle he was walking away and into the guest bedroom.
And you were left alone for the rest of the night thinking what you had done and how, no if you can rebuild your relationship now....
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This was written at 1 am fueled on sleep deprivation and a need for angst. Hope you like it lovelies ♡⁠(⁠Ӧ⁠v⁠Ӧ⁠。⁠)
Replies, Reblogs and any interaction are most appreciated. Thank you for reading
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Dabi has frequent hookups, not because he’s necessarily horny or in need of a good fuck, but simply because he hates sleeping alone and needs a distraction from dreaming about the one person he cares about, who he refuses to let know.
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citrus-simp · 1 year
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7 hc’s for a bakugou who loses his quirk after fighting a villain
-devastated. Completely just broken
-would probably go into a deep depression. He’s been training and working so so so hard for years on end just for it to end doing what he loved.
-you of course are there every step of the way. Every time you’d walk in on him trying to spark back up his quirk. How there would be a brightness in his eyes if he thought he felt a spark. The way he’d sit in bed just zoned out thinking of god knows what
- wouldn’t want any kind of attention, can’t face his peers or even his mentors. He feels like a failure. You always try and comfort him as best as you can but you know what he lost and what it meant to him. You would remind him that he’s still a hero not just to you but everyone who knows his name
-He still trains his body just like any other day, sometimes you do have to step in or he’ll push himself much too hard thinking he could “get the quirk to come back by training hard enough”
-sometimes the reality is too much to face. To know he can no longer fight as a hero, at most he can work with the hero’s but not be in the actions like he was before. Over time he would still try and learn to accept it but would look at the sky and ask into oblivion “why?”
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animekpopsimp · 1 year
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Imagine it's late at night and you're laying in bed with Dabi, both of you just staring at each other with nothing but love in your eyes. He has his head in your lap, feeling safe around you. For once, he's not hiding his feelings, there's a love-struck smile on his face. You're running a hand through his hair as you both lay there, ignoring the rest of the world. None of that matters to either of you. All either of you is thinking about is each other. Dabi had been hesitant in the beginning of your relationship, but over time he had learned to open up to you. He considered you a safe space, the only person he could confide in. You were the only person who looked at him with something other than disgust in your eyes, you didn't hate him or think his scars were ugly. You made him feel like a child again like he had somewhere to belong. Both you and Dabi cherished each other, and he would do anything to protect you. He would watch the world burn for you.
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scarlettriot · 2 years
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Katsuki Bakugou who enters the pie baking contest every year at the county fair. A panel of judges selects their favorite and every year since he was 15, he’s won. To the point almost no one competes against him because they’re destined to lose.
That is until you come along.
He didn’t even know who you were when you walked up to the judges table to drop off the three slices. Skin practically glowing in the late summer sun. Who the hell were you anyway?
He shook it off. There was no way some nobody was going to take that damn blue ribbon away from him.
But that was exactly what you did.
“THERE’S NO DAMN WAY THEIR’S IS BETTER THAN MINE!”
“Katsuki…” Eijiro tried calming down his fuming best friend, “you’re makin’ a scene, man.”
“If you don’t believe it, maybe you should try it for yourself?” He whirled around and stared you down. You wore an impossibly smug smile, holding out a fork and a perfectly plated slice just for him, and he wanted nothing more than to watch that smile fall.
He huffed and grabbed the fork from your hand, breaking into the flaky crust and popping the bite right into his mouth and instantly knew… he was done for.
The flavors bursted across his tongue, how’d you make it taste this rich!? He tried to figure it out until he swallowed.
“Well?”
“Tsk. Whatever.”
Yet he still snatched the plate before walking off into the crowd, barely hearing you ask if Eijiro wanted a piece too.
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Three days later there’s a knock on your door. He had to ask around town to find out who you were and if anyone knew where you lived. Damn was it embarrassing. But he finally found his way to you.
He had a paper bag filled with groceries. “Teach me how to make that crust.”
Eijiro’s words played in the back of his mind, “Remember, be nice.” And so he added to the end of his request the quietest,
“please?”
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adoringmha · 9 months
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OMG
Imagine Bakugo with an s/o who usually has cold hands but Bakugo's hands are warm so he holds their hand to warm them up^^
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okay yes. this.
especially when you're cuddling in bed and your hands are literally freezing. he jumps and curses (not at you of course), "shit, what are you dying? c'mere."
and he holds your hands, blowing on them and giving them gentle kisses. "gonna give me a heart attack one day."
he even holds your feet when they shock him with how cold they are, i'm sorry. and if you don't like your feet being touched, he makes a game out of it and tries to chase you/grab them, saying it's for your own good.
but also him wanting you to just place your hands on his face or his neck when he's overheating or just come back from a workout. since he already has a hot quirk, when he's warm it can be really overwhelming.
it's become such a habit, that he doesn't even have to say anything. he just places his face in your lap or near you and just looks up at you, silently asking, a slight pout on his lips (his version of puppy dog eyes).
you place your hands on him and he just melts into you (ironically, since you're cooling him off). his eyes shut and he just fully relaxes into you.
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doumadono · 5 months
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for the characters with letters!!
Katsuki Bakugo - D :)
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A/N: crafting this piece brought me immense joy, and I sincerely hope you derive the same pleasure from reading it ♥ The inspiration for this ficlet came from the following post
MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST
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The rain-soaked day seemed to magnify the colors of your surroundings as you stepped out of the university building, the thrill of acing your exam still coursing through your veins. Thoughts of celebration filled your mind, oblivious to the figure standing not far from you.
As you unfurled your own umbrella, a sharp voice cut through the steady rhythm of the rain. "You think that piece of junk can handle this rain?"
Startled, you turned to see Bakugo, dressed in his hero costume, eyeing your umbrella with disdain. He held a large black umbrella that shielded him from the rain, and in his other hand, he clutched a vibrant bouquet of your favorite flowers. The surprise on your face must have been evident, as he continued with a gruff, "Don't look so shocked. I know you never pay attention to the weather."
"Katsuki. What are you doing here?" you asked, genuinely curious about what could have brought him to your university campus.
He scowled, walking closer and shifting his umbrella over both of you. "Heard you had some super important exam. Thought I'd check on ya."
Your eyes widened in disbelief. "You knew about my exam?"
He grunted, avoiding eye contact. "Yeah, well, Kirishima blabbed a thing or two. The Shitty Hair can't keep his mouth shut, you know."
Despite his dismissive tone, you could see through the facade. He had taken the time out of his busy hero schedule to show up for you. The realization hit you like a pleasant shock, and for a moment, you were left speechless. "You… you didn't have to do this, Katsuki," you stammered, genuinely touched by the unexpected gesture.
He rolled his eyes, as if annoyed by the sentiment. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Just take the damn flowers and let's get out of this rain."
You accepted the bouquet from him, expressing your gratitude in a hushed tone. "Thank you, Kacchan."
The two of you began to walk side by side, the rain creating a gentle melody on the umbrella. Bakugo's stoic expression softened as he glanced at you. "So, vet school, huh? How's that treating you?"
You shared your experiences, the challenges and triumphs of your chosen field.
Bakugo listened attentively, nodding occasionally. Despite his tough exterior, there was an undeniable interest in his eyes - they lingered on you as you spoke, and you couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through you.
As you reached the gates of the campus, Bakugo stopped and turned to face you.
The rain seemed to intensify, but neither of you minded. Under the shelter of the umbrella, Bakugo's gaze never left you. The world around you blurred as he spoke, his words carrying a vulnerability that contradicted his tough exterior. "I'm proud of you, you know. Choosing your own path and kicking ass at it," he admitted. "That's huge."
A warmth blossomed in your chest, and you leaned in, pressing a quick but tender kiss to his cheek. "Thanks, Katsuki. It means a lot coming from you."
He huffed, a half-smile playing on his lips, clearly not accustomed to such sentimental exchanges. "Stop it, nerd."
As you continued your walk, Bakugo's arm found its way around your shoulders, and you found comfort in the simple yet profound gesture. "Listen, Y/N. I've been thinking, perhaps you could spare a moment in your busy student schedule to have lunch with me this Friday?" Bakugo suggested, keeping his gaze forward, almost as if he feared you might reject his proposal; a faint blush adorned his cheeks.
A smile tugged at your lips as you listened to his invitation. "I'd love to," you responded, feeling a warmth spreading through you. His shyness only added to the charm of the moment, and the subtle pink on his cheeks was nothing compared to the flutter in your own heart. "Friday for lunch sounds perfect."
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yanluvr · 3 months
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yan!shigaraki would pathetically fist his cock to pictures and videos he took of you when he believes you didn’t notice him. he follows you to your job, hangouts with your friends, and basically everywhere you go whenever he can; and if he can’t he’ll just sent one of the league members to watch you and report back to him. when shigaraki is playing his dating sims, he imagines the game’s love interest who is complimenting him is you. he only watches pornos if the person is a dom and shares some of the same figures as you.
shigaraki fantasizes about you pulling his hair and calling him names while also praising him and holding him close. he wants your lips to steal his first kiss, your hands and mouth to give him bruises and mark him as yours, and he wants you to have your way with him as you take his virginity.
when shigaraki sneaks inside your bedroom through your suspiciously open window, he goes to still whatever things he thinks you won’t notice are missing until he comes across a piece of paper that was being spot lit by your desk lamp. he walked towards the paper that was written in red ink spelling ‘surprise’. then out of nowhere you jump up from your hiding spot to tackle him onto your bed and put on quirk canceling handcuffs on him (where did you even get those?? he wondered).
you glared down at shigaraki like he was a useless insect, he really shouldn’t be turned on by this, but he is. your nonchalant expression turned sadistic as you watched your pathetic stalker try to blubber out excuses.
“well well well, the infamous leader of the league of villains stealing my clothes like a pathetic stalker. this is too funny. i should just call my many hero friends to take your dirty ass away… but fortunately for you, i pity you. so here’s what’s gonna happen.”
you run your hand down shigaraki’s twitching belly, unzipped the front of his pants, and slipped your fingers into his pre stained boxed to stroke his semi-hard cock into full hardness, all while he was whimpering pitifully and jerking his hips up along the movements of your hand. you watch his face like a hawk, grinning as you watch his expression change to lovesick and pleasure-filled.
“i’m going to give you the best fuck of your life, and in exchange: you’ll take me out on a date. we have a deal, stalker?”
shigaraki let out a shaky breath as he could feel the edge almost reach him, he nod his head and tried to resist kissing you right then and there. “y-yes, i’ll do whatever you want- oh god! f-fuck me, fuck me please!” he pleaded as his hands gripped onto your bedsheets for dear life.
oh you were gonna have so much fun with him.
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earthtooz · 1 year
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fluff :p gn!reader, reader has a quirk, kissing cringe, not entirely proofread, lmk if there are other warnings
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the first time that bakugou katsuki was teased by the students of class 1-a, midoriya was shocked to his core. baffled. taken aback. astounded.
so imagine his shock when the bakugou katsuki chases after someone, rather than the other way around.
oh, midoriya is floored because when they were in middle school, the explosive blond would (literally) blow up any love confessions he received, ruining the beautifully decorated cards, and crumpling any boxes of chocolates that people would gift him. his reputation around school with romance was not great, but that did not seem to deter people. he had a good quirk, good looks, and good grades, a big three of requirements for a love interest, apparently.
even though bakugou did not know how to interact with anyone rather than giving them the stink eye.
it got to the point that bakugou seemed to not have an ounce of compassion or romantic urge within him, too in love with the grind to adore another.
then, you came along.
beautiful, powerful, talented you. graceful with your quirk, competent in the field, and loved by your classmates, it seemed like you had bakugou charmed too. 
midoriya noticed when the small things began happening, such as bakugou addressing you by your name rather than a ridiculous nickname, complimenting you- albeit gruffly, but nevertheless complimenting you, or even catching him looking at you during class. since you were seated across the room, it did not take a genius to know that bakugou was distracted from his studies, specifically because of you.
then, towards the end of first year, you officially become (dare i say) friends.
but the purely platonic vibe is never really there. you piss bakugou off to the point that he’s chasing you around campus, giggling at his empty threats as he catches you by the waist, holding you for a little too long. 
bakugou takes the initiative to be as close to you as possible; always settling for the seat beside you on the couch, tugging you by your shirt towards him when he deems you’ve strayed too far away, and letting you be the taste-tester for his meals.
you take the time to talk him through his temper tantrums, calming him with ease despite performing a task that midoriya thought was impossible. you’re patient with bakugou, mindful to give him space whilst not treating him like a child that has been banned from the candy jar. you handle him at his worse, despite all the metaphorical explosives in your face.
bakugou works you through your struggles. your quirk is not cooperating with you? he offers you solutions. struggling with classwork? just ask bakugou and he’s telling you to sit your ass down so he can explain to you what is happening. although, unlike how he treats kirishima, he bides and explains everything to you civilly until you understand, even when you’re frustrated by your own shortcomings.
bakugou’s chasing after you and he’s running, sprinting as fast as his legs might allow.
he asks his friends for advice, they all come up with nothing worthy of you, and he was not going to confess to you like those pussy ass middle schoolers. 
no, because where they looked at him like he was some sort of eye-candy; a prize to be won, he looks at you as if you’re his fucking limited edition all might card that he so desperately wanted signed. as materialistic as that sounds, that (stupidly cool) card is something he treasures, carefully laminated in a memory book where the card itself takes up a whole page of its own. 
he too looks at you with soft gazes, and a desire to keep you with him as long as you’ll allow. 
bakugou’s chasing after you and he’s using his explosions to increase his speed, wanting to close the distance in between.
but he skids to a halt one night. when the heart palpitations cease his rate completely, all the air is drained from his lungs, and the quivering of his limbs just stop, because you have just kissed him, on the balcony of his dorm, with the sun setting in the background.
he chases after you, knowing nothing but you, beautiful, powerful, talented you, as bakugou pulls you into a breathtaking kiss. 
his heart is now revived, yearning for nothing but you, the air has returned for him to share with you the magnitude of his adorations, and his limbs are frantically holding onto your face.
he realises now that this chase has never been one-sided, and that you have been running to meet him in the middle after all this time. 
midoriya is a little less shocked when he receives the news that you and bakugou katsuki are now dating.
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hajiberry · 1 year
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12:34 am- Katsuki bakugou
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+ domestic fluff, pregnancy
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“No I hate that name”, bakugou grumbles as he flips a pancake, his back to you as you sit at the barstool.
“Katsuki, you hate every name”, watching as his back muscles flex a small smirk falls on your face.
“I do not I just haven’t liked any of the ones yo- what are you smirking about?”, he asks, turning around with a plate of pancakes in his hand.
“Nothing, go on you haven’t liked any of the ones I’ve picked out huh?”,
Rolling his eyes he sets the plate down in front of you, “not my fault you literally want our kid to be bullied”
Smacking his arm, you grab a pancake, rolling it up and taking a bite out of it before arguing “his parents are pro hero’s I highly doubt he’s gonna be bullied”, raising an eyebrow at you he leans his hip against the counter, plucking a pancake from the pile.
“I would’ve bullied icy hot as a kid and his dad was the number 2 hero”, he says with a shrug, earning another smack on the arm from you.
“You’re so mean”, you say with a small giggle, knowing he’s full of shit. “You’re just trying to deflect from the fact that you called him a close friend the other day”
Glaring at you he picks off a piece of his pancake, throwing it at your face, “you’re lucky your pregnant”, gasping you let out a laugh.
“What if I wasn’t you’d hit me?”,
Reaching over he grabs your face, squishing your cheeks, “yes, because that’s what I do”, he says with an eye roll, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“We gotta pick a name for real tho”, dropping your face he nods, taking another bite of his pancake.
“I know but we got 3 months to think of our little gremlins name”,
“You gotta stop calling our unborn son a gremlin kat”, you say with a small giggle.
Reaching his hand out toward your belly he gently caresses your swollen bump, “it’s his nickname till we can actually agree on a name”
Laughing, you roll your eyes, placing your hand over his, smiling up at your sexy baby daddy. “You look really hot by the way”, you mumble, giving him slight ‘fuck me’, eyes.
Raising an eyebrow he smirks at you, “yeah?”,
“Yeah, but it’s probably just the pregnancy hormones”,
Rolling his eyes, he leans down, invading your space, “I don’t really care why you’re turned on but if you wanna blame the hormones that works”, he mumbles against your jaw, leaving kisses down your neck. This late-night pregnancy craving snack was quickly turning into something else and you were not about to stop it.
“Wanna take me upstairs?”, you whisper, leaning your head back to let your husband have more access.
“Mhm”, he mumbles before lifting you, carrying you towards the stairs where you highly doubt any sleep will be taking place.
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Bakugou always knew there was a chance one of you was going to get yourselves killed, he wasn’t naive. But it was a risk both of you had agreed to take if you wanted to continue to be Pro-Heroes.
He never imagined it would be his fault.
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