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I hate it when you drink - Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

synopsis: Bakugou hates when you drink for the sole reason that you leave him high and dry. Mini one shot I thought about at 1 am.

warnings: alcohol, nsfw , minors dni 18+ only, dubious consent, established relationship tho, intoxication

characters: Bakugou x fem!reader

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Bakugou absolutely hates it when you drink too much.

The both of you were celebrating Denki’s birthday. Having just turned 21 the theme was alcohol. Whiskey, bourbon, vodka - you name it, it was there.

You, being Denki’s best friend, had been snatched from Kacchan as soon as you entered. Denki taking you to meet every single one of his friends in the nightclub which meant taking shots with every cluster of friends he knew. Once you had greeted everyone of his friends Denki had lured you to the dance floor, downing more and more alcohol until you were very sloppily whining on your friend. The other blonde had his hand on your waist now and his hands were dangerously low because you decided to wear the shortest black dress on Earth. He watched as you grinded against Denki’s crotch. Hot white jealousy flooding his veins as he realised he wasn’t the only one getting off on this. He should have insisted you change into something else but then you would have thrown a fit and sparked an argument Bakugou did not care to have.

“Hey Kacchan, I think y/n’s had a little too much to drink.” Mina said as she pointed to you. Bakugou simply rolled his eyes “ya think?” he stated sarcastically. He stood up and sauntered through the crowd of bodies straight to you and Denki.

When you saw him you flung your arms at him, very nearly whacking him in the face if he didn’t catch them both. You leaned against his frame saying hi in that giggly voice you did when you were drunk. He could smell all the different mixes of drinks on you. You took your hands from his neck and placed them in his hands, “dance with me Kacchan!” You said giddily, pressing yourself against him as you snaked down. Bakugou sent Denki a glare. He absolutely hated dealing with you when you got drunk. Before you could hit the floor Bakugou had scooped you up, escorting you back to the VIP lounge where him and the rest of the Bakusquad were.

Bakugou sat you down on the chair, telling Kirishima to watch you whilst he went and grabbed your guys stuff from the locker room.

Kirishima rose an eyebrow “you leaving already man?”

“Yeah, y/n’s drunk herself stupid” Bakugou replied.

Kirishima let out a laugh “ you gonna be okay with her?”

Having experienced drunk yn himself, he felt a bit sympathetic for his bestfriend.

“yeah, just gotta get her home in one piece.”

Bakugou left the club, you latched onto his side in an effort to keep you upright. He looked over at you, your eyes barely able to keep open. He sighed adjusting you so he could lift you up in a koala style hold. Conscious of the shortness of your dress he tugged down the material placing a hand firmly on your ass as you passed out in his arms.

He lay you in the backseat of his car. You let out a groan, stretching yourself out on his black leather, g giving your boyfriend a very nice view of your crotch. Shutting the door he entered the drivers side.

The whir and subtle vibration of the car had you tracing the curvature of your body. Dragging fingers from your breasts to your waist before hiking up your dress past your waist and slipping a finger inside your laced panties.

Back and forth, in and out. You let out tiny moan, but Katsuki heard it. His hand gripped the steering wheel as he looked in the front view mirror and saw your frame. Blood rushing in the opposite direction.

Soft mantras of his name fell from your lips as you rolled your hips against the air and Bakugou found it harder to keep his eyes on the road. Lucky for him you guys had almost reached home.

“Katsuki” you cried.

“Yes baby” Kats briefly looked over. You had begun removing your clothing.

“Need you. N-need you, can’t cum.”

Katsuki sighed. “Baby we’re almost home, keep your clothes on.” You protested. But Kacchan’s threatened to leave you high on sexual arousal if you didn’t stop.

Bakugou was partially pissed and partially turned on. You always did this. Got super fucking horny and messed up his car.

So as soon as you both arrived at the house and Bakugou had helped you out his car. And you had instantly attacked him with kisses. Opening the front door and pushing him flush against the wall, he hoisted your legs up around his waist as your hands tugged on his hair. ‘Fuck Suki’ you moaned. Hot saliva passing from your plump lips to his.

Katsuki pulled you both apart, out of eagerness you trailed kisses up his neck, sucking and licking at flesh. Kat let out a guttural moan as you sucked on a sweet spot, his already hardened length feeling like backwood against your throbbing pussy. “Kacchan- please. Want more.” you mewl slick building up.

Breathless he asks “shower? Bed? Counter?” Looking into the pool of your eyes. “Take me right here” you slur. Kicking off your heels as Katsuki tosses you on the couch. He’s been thinking of how much he was going to punish you giving Denki a free show. Have you begging for him to make you cum and denying you until you were screaming his name.

Katsuki unbuttons his dress shirt, stripping down to his black boxers. When he hears snoring. Looking over at you, panties half way down your thighs as you succumb to slumber.

Bakugou curses.“Fucking alcohol.” The tip of his dick a an angry red and leaking with precum. He hated when you drank. Not only because you get incredibly horny but it always knocks you out right before Katsuki can fuck you.

He sighs. Hoisting your dress over you and stripping you naked. He carries you into your shared bedroom, grabbing a makeup wipe from your vanity and one of his old tshirts. He climbs in bed next to you, kissing your nose.

Deciding he’d wait till morning to fuck your brains out.

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I hate it when you drink - Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

synopsis: Bakugou hates when you drink for the sole reason that you leave him high and dry. Mini one shot I thought about at 1 am.

warnings: alcohol, nsfw , minors dni 18+ only, dubious consent, established relationship tho, intoxication

characters: Bakugou x fem!reader

links: n/a

Bakugou absolutely hates it when you drink too much.

The both of you were celebrating Denki’s birthday. Having just turned 21 the theme was alcohol. Whiskey, bourbon, vodka - you name it, it was there.

Bakugou sat you down on the chair, telling Kirishima to watch you whilst he went and grabbed your guys stuff from the locker room.

Kirishima rose an eyebrow “you leaving already man?”

“Yeah, y/n’s drunk herself stupid” Bakugou replied.

Kirishima let out a laugh “ you gonna be okay with her?”

Having experienced drunk yn himself, he felt a bit sympathetic for his bestfriend.

“yeah, just gotta get her home in one piece.”

Soft mantras of his name fell from your lips as you rolled your hips against the air and Bakugou found it harder to keep his eyes on the road. Lucky for him you guys had almost reached home.

“Katsuki” you cried.

“Yes baby” Kats briefly looked over. You had begun removing your clothing.

“Need you. N-need you, can’t cum.”

Katsuki sighed. “Baby we’re almost home, keep your clothes on.” You protested. But Kacchan’s threatened to leave you high on sexual arousal if you didn’t stop.

Bakugou was partially pissed and partially turned on. You always did this. Got super fucking horny and messed up his car.

Katsuki unbuttons his dress shirt, stripping down to his black boxers. When he hears snoring. Looking over at you, panties half way down your thighs as you succumb to slumber.

Deciding he’d wait till morning to fuck your brains out.

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bakugou is the type to get mad at you if you forgot to say ‘i’ first, when you tell him that you love him.

“love you, kats.”

“hello?? where the fuck is the ‘i’ huh?”

“what?”

[gives you that 👹 look]

“ahhh, right! right, sorry. i love you, katsuki.”

“tch. ‘s much better.”

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will I get back to writing?

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on the line oikawa tooru/f!reader (haikyuu!!) tags: organized crime!AU, mentions of violence, established relationship, reader is being followed, sweet talking crime boss oikawa, light implication of possessiveness a/n: i wrote this in my notes app uwu ✌️😋

You carefully step over a crack in the pavement, a distant familiar rhyme about bad luck echoing through your mind, and your eyes quickly flicker back up to make sure you don’t inadvertently run into anyone on the busy sidewalk. You’re just settling into your stride, acclimating to the careful steps of navigating the noon-time pedestrian rush, when the jingling of your cellphone distracts you once more.

The ringing device is quickly fished out of your jacket pocket and held to your ear.

“I was just thinking about you,” you laugh as you greet the caller.

“Oh, you don’t say?” Tooru’s voice lilts up mischievously, and though you can’t see his expression you know it’s smug. “Do tell me just what those thoughts were.”

“Nothing like that,” you snort. “I’m just walking home and was wondering if you’d eaten.”

“I’ve been a little busy this morning, actually,” Tooru says with a click of his tongue. “But the reason I'm call-“

“Oh, sorry!” you say as you accidentally knock shoulders with a salaryman rushing in the opposite direction to you.

The stranger’s gaze slides to the corner of his eye as the two of you cross paths, watching you as he brushes past. Something akin to recognition burns in his gaze, and the look sits uncomfortably in your stomach. Your head whips around and you turn back to look at him over your shoulder, but the man doesn’t spare you a second glance.

You snap back to yourself after a moment of unsettled confusion, goosebumps bristling across the back of your neck.

“Sorry, Tooru. What were you saying?”

“I take time out of my busy day to call my favourite girl and she’s not even paying attention to me,” the man on the other end of the call whines plaintively, earning a little giggle from you—not least of all for being called his favourite girl.

“You have my full attention now,” you assure him as you resume your stride, “I promise.”

“I need you to do something for me,” Oikawa’s honey soaked words drip through the phone, charming and cloying as always.

You hum inquisitively still walking along. “And what’s that?”

“Move a bit further into the centre of the sidewalk, into the thick of the crowd as you walk.”

You obey his request without thinking, veering a little to the left and into the bustling foot traffic until you’re surround on all sides by bodies.

“Good girl.”

It takes you a moment to realize what’s happened.

“Kawa, are you here?” you ask, slowing your steps and looking around in the crowd.

“No, no. Eyes ahead, sweetheart. Just keep walking for me, please.” Oikawa sucks in a breath that’s a little too sharp for how airy his words are.

“What’s going on?” you ask, your voice a little less cheerful than it had been a moment prior, anxiety squirming unpleasantly under your skin.

“I just need you to listen to me, alright?” he asks you, though he really leaves no room for argument. “Stay on the phone, eyes ahead, and keep walking.”

“Tooru…” you trail off, walking a little faster than you had been a moment prior.

“I need you to relax a little, alright? You’re just walking, we’re just talking on the phone, nothing strange is happening,” he says, though it couldn’t be further from the truth.

“Are you following me?” you ask meekly, forcing your stride into something neither too brisk nor too slow, though it all feels stilted and robotic the more you’re forced to focus on it.

“No, but Mattsun is,” the man replies simply. “And there’s a car we don't recognize that’s been tailing you for six blocks.”

Your heartbeat thumps irratically in your chest.

“Remember that coffee shop we went to once, down on the corner?” he asks, and you barely hear him over the pulse that has spiked in your ears.

“Uh huh,” you say, swallowing thickly. “You got a pain au chocolat.”

“I did, didn’t I? That was delicious,” Oikawa agrees, managing a tone far calmer than your own. “I want you to walk towards it with the crowd, and then slip inside as quickly as you can, alright?”

You hum a sort of strangled agreement.

“Keep talking to me, pretty girl, don’t be nervous,” the man on the other end of the call encourages you, but there’s something underneath his words that’s just a little too pleading to be casual.

“Do you want me to get you another pain au chocolat?” you ask though your tongue is heavy and your mouth is dry and your heart feels like it’s about to beat out of your chest, just for the sake of talking.

Everything in you is telling you to look back at the street to see if you can see the car that’s following you, but you know that’s not the smart thing to do. The smart thing to do is to listen to the man on the other end of the call.

So you do.

“Aw, how sweet of you to think of me,” Tooru cooes through the phone. “But I’m alright, baby. You just keep walking for me. You’re doing so well.”

“What do I do once I get there?” you ask quietly, not letting your lips shape the words too distinctly lest anyone be watching.

“You’re gonna sit at the table in the far corner, and Mattsun will come and get you. Kunimi-chan is on his way to pick you up, and Mattsun will take you out through the staff entrance,” Oikawa explains calmly, and you know he must have been pulling these strings while he’s been on the phone with you, putting moving pieces into motion without you knowing.

“And then I’ll get to see you?” you ask, voice breaking a little, eyes burning though you refuse to let any tears fall.

“Yes, beautiful. So just get to the cafe, and then come home to me, yeah?”

“And you’ll stay on the phone with me?” you ask.

“For as long as you need me to.”

The cafe is within sight now, and only a few steps more and you’re crossing the threshold, mercifully shielded from the view of the street by another patron who’s exiting the coffee shop. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and pastries hits you as soon as you step through the door, but does nothing but make your nervous stomach turn.

“Table in the corner, remember,” Tooru reminds you gently, but you’re already walking towards the unoccupied two seater.

“I know.”

“Of course you do,” he says warmly, praisingly. “Now you just take a little seat there and don’t worry about a thing. Mattsun will be walking through the door in 3,2-“

The bell chimes and your eyes flutter up towards the sound.

Matsukawa Issei steps through the door--188cm of expressive eyebrows, dry wit and the biggest relief you’ve ever laid your sorry eyes on.

He smiles at you from across the cafe, making his way towards you. He lifts a hand to his ear, pressing on the nearly undetectable earpiece tucked into it, murmuring something quietly as he approaches.

“What a surprise to see you here,” he grins down at you.

“Mattsun,” you breathe, standing up and crushing yourself to his broad chest. “Get me the hell outta here, please.”

“Kunimi’s already waiting out back for us, kid,” Mattsun chuckles, patting the top of your head.

You peel yourself away from his frame, and suddenly remember Tooru on the other line of the phone which you’re still shakily holding to your ear. “If you think either of you have heard the end of me giving you shit for keeping tabs on me, you’ve got another thing coming,” you muster every ounce of firmness you can in your voice—staring down Mattsun as you say it, though your words are directed at his boss as much as they are to him.

Mattsun holds up his hands innocently. “I was just following orders,” he says, to absolve himself of culpability.

“I’ll make it up to you however you want, baby,” Oikawa croons, unmistakably salacious, and you feel a wash of heat flood your cheeks--avoiding Mattsun’s gaze as you realize his ear piece evidently made him privy to the comment as well, if the knowing quirk of his brow wasn’t enough to give it away.

Mattsun guides you through the narrow hallways of the cafe’s service entrance with a hand on your back, and (as promised) as you step out into the back alley behind the shop there’s a black car with Kunimi behind the wheel waiting to whisk you away.

You only notice how badly you’re shaking once the door is closed behind you and the car has slipped back into the traffic on the city street.

“Are you alright now?” Oikawa’s voice, still waiting on the other line, asks you gently.

“Mhmm,” you hum, rubbing your clammy hand down your thigh. “We’re safe now.”

“You won’t really be safe until I have you in my arms, but you’re on your way,” Tooru tuts lightheartedly. “Do you need me to stay on the phone? I know Mattsun is a terrible conversationalist.”

You laugh a little as Matsukawa rolls his eyes, stretched out lazily in his seat beside you with his arm slung along the back of the seat behind your head.

“No, I’m alright now. We’ll be there soon,” you say.

“Okay, I’ll be waiting,” Tooru hums, a familiar pleasant sound.

“I love you,” you whisper quietly, though by now any illusion of privacy really ought to be completely shattered. “And thank you.”

“I’d do anything for you, you know that, princess.”

You smile a little, because you do.

The call ends and you slump back in your seat like a puppet cut from it’s strings, the panic in your veins slowly ebbing away.

“Mattsun.”

Issei perks up in his seat a little, eyes flickering over to you as you watch the city streets roll by through the tinted glass of the window. Your lashes flutter, like you're fighting to keep them open.

He clears his throat a little, letting Oikawa know he’d heard him without raising your attention.

“You better get her here in one piece or I’ll have Iwa-chan break your arms.”

“Understood,” Mattsun murmurs under his breath quietly enough not to alert you, used to his bosses’ flair for the dramatic even if his tone is bone-chillingly serious.

“Hey, Shitty-kawa! Makki just managed to track down the car that was tailing her. Two Shiratorizawa losers.” Mattsun hears Iwaizumi’s voice cut into the feed.

Oikawa swears loudly.

“Filthy mutts,” Oikawa seethes.

“What do you want him to do with them? They’re young, new members I’d say.”

“Obviously, if they didn’t know to stay away from her,” that’s Makki’s voice now, the words said with a familiar laugh, having seemingly joined in as well.

“Blow their fucking brains out and leave them on Ushiwaka’s doorstep to find.”

“Oikawa, they’re practically kids—“

“I don’t give a shit how old the are, they should have known what they were signing up,” Oikawa cuts him off with a tone so biting the line falls quiet, like the stillness after the slice of a blade.

Mattsun’s gaze drifts over to you once more, your temple resting against the window with your eyes shut. He doubts you’re sleeping but can sense you’re not far off, your lips pursing slightly as your steady breaths even out.

“And if there was any doubts before,” Oikawa clears his throat, calming himself slightly though the edge of mania still lurks under the pretence of his composure, “know they’ll know exactly what happens when they come after what’s mine.”

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Dabi x fem!Reader

Okay I need a break from Izuku because I think I can smell smoke every time I try to sit down and write Forced Matrimony so here’s something soft with Dabi to change things up until the green demon is writable again.

Content Warnings - short and sweet, twinge of angst, some Dabi spoilers (if you don’t already know)

“Ya come here often?” Rolling your eyes you look behind you, seeing your boyfriend leaning on the kitchen counter. “Well, seeing as it’s my apartment, yes I do.” The two of you chuckle as he drapes his arms around you, swaying to some unknown song. “Hm someone’s in a happy mood.” You remark as you place your hands over his, fingers intwining gently.

“What do you mean? I’m always in a good mood around you.” “True, buuuttt you only want to dance when you’re in a happy mood. So want to tell me? Or should I guess?” He spins you around to face him as the two of you keep swaying to a phantom melody. “You can guess, you won’t get it but I like seeing your lips move anyway.” With a smirk you leave a light peck on his lips before you hum, contemplating what could have made him so happy.

“Did Tomura lose a tournament?” He shakes his head and lets his hands trail down your back to rest on your hips. “Hm, you burnt a shipment of Endeavor merch?” He chuckles but shakes his head again and you pout. “Okay then did you beat a hero and give your speech about how heroes are overrated and blah blah blah?” You squeak when he pinches your ass but can’t help but giggle after. “Nope, you done guessing?”

“Fine, will you tell me what has you, the great Dabi, in such a great mood?” “I came to a realization while I was out.” “I wonder what that realization could be.” “Shh, I came to the realization that we have been together for almost seven years.” “And that’s what made you so happy?” You ask him as he lifts you up onto the counter, caging you in.

“No, it’s what I thought of after that. You’ve been there for me no matter what. The news labels me as a ‘dangerous and psychotic villain’? You welcome me home with a mug of hot chocolate. I came out to everyone as Endeavor’s formerly dead kid and you treat me like one of the characters from your fanfics.” You lean into his patchwork palm as he caresses your face, a soft smile on your lips.

“I’ve had a shitty life, but I wouldn’t change a thing if it meant I never met you.” Your smile grows as he plants kiss after kiss on your face, avoiding your lips until you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a kiss. “Even though you ran away from me when we first met?” You bring up as the memories resurface.

You had been seventeen and were walking home from a night shift at your local convenience store when some thug tried to mug you before being swallowed up by blue flames. When you turned to run from the burnt man, you had come face to face with a white haired teen with stitches on his face. He told you to be more careful and tried to leave, but you stopped him and begged him to walk you the rest of the way. He shook you off and ran from you, but you noticed over the next few days when you had a late shift, someone with white hair always followed you until you reached your house.

“Well, I had just turned a creep into charcoal in front of you. Can’t blame a guy for running.” “Mm no, I can’t blame you. I’d run too if some gorgeous guy had asked me to walk him home after I saved him.” You peck his lips again and lean your head on his shoulder as the two of you sit there in silence.

“Thank you for always welcoming me home.” He whispers, barely heard over the sound of the air conditioning. “Thank you for always trying to come home.”

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Bakugou and Momo dynamic

I have always thought that Bakugou and Momo have a dynamic with a lot of potential even though it is never exploited, and I have always wanted to see them work together in more situations.

From the beginning, Bakugou recognizes Momo as a worthy rival.

Manga: Chapter 11

Momo was the first person in the manga to criticize Bakugou, she not only say, what Bakugou did was foolish, but she did a complete analysis on him, and the teams. After Momo's analysis where everyone was surprised even All Migth himself, she was introduced as one of the 4 elite students who entered for the recommendation exam, being the number one student in her category (while Bakugou was the number one student to enter for the general exam).

After Momo's introduction, with Bakugou's expression was hinted that this is the first time that he realizes that there are others, who are more capable of becoming the Hero no. 1

After the fight and at the end of the day, Deku seeks out Bakugou to talk to him about the fight, but Bakugou shuts him up, accepting that losing to Deku was one of the reasons for his anger, but that was not the only reason. He admits that now there are more people better than him that he has to overcome, he recognizes Todoroki's strength and that Yaoyorozu pointed out with precision the failures he made, this ends up openly acknowledging and saying it out loud. Considering Momo and Todoroki the first worthy opponents (besides Midoriya).

Bakugou's recognition Momo is something that was noticed the most in the anime

the second light novel: Chapter 1 “Various Study Sessions”

There is a chapter where Bakugo is tutor of Kirishima. At the beginning of the chapter, it is explained that the reason why Bakugou started tutoring Kirishima is because Momo is academically number one and when the others looked for her to ask for tutoring, instead of him, Bakugou felt that the others were acknowledging that she got over him and Bakugou got angry, then Kirishima made a joke of that and Bakugou felt more angry, and so he offered to teach Kirishima.

In the manga Bakugou gets angry when Deku answers but smiles when he realizes that Deku answered wrong, and then Momo comes out answering right.

I like this part because Bakugou who doesn't want to lose against anyone and wants to be number one in everything (even academically and that's why he started tutoring Kirishima), prefers to see Deku fail even if it means that Momo continues to surpass him academically .

Bakugou respects Momo's judgment to the degree of following her

FIST OVA: Save! Rescue training!

Bakugou and Todoroki fight over who has the best plan and also over the leadership of the team. Momo ends up getting fed up with their fight and shuts them up, calling them pathetic for their unprofessional and childish behavior by not taking the practice seriously.

Bakugou was bothered by Momo’s call for attention, but instead of his shouting and saying “don’t tell me what to do” he swallowed his pride: he shutting up without interrupting or contradicting Momo and in the end he ended up obeying her

Bakugou generally puts up some resistance to do what others tell him to do. But when Momo tells him what to do, he shuts up and obeys her without lashing out at her even though Momo has criticized / insulted him several times for his behavior.

Bakugou recognizes Momo's abilities

In the movie Bakugou leaves Momo in charge of the evacuation of civilians.

This makes sense since, in the first Ova and in the arc of the provisional license, it was seen that Bakugou is not very good at dealing with civilians who are in crisis and need help. However at the same time in the OVA and in the provisional license arc, it was also seen that helping and rescuing civilians is something Momo is good at and excels at. In addition, Bakugou quirk is has more use in combat, while Momo's quirk is versatile.

Bakugo is not rude to Momo

Cultural Festival Arc

Momo says why certain activities were ruled out. Bakugo is annoyed that one of the discarded activities was the one he proposed, but he had a less explosive demeanor than usual, and was more calm and sarcastic in the way he complains about it to Momo

At Band practice, Momo is horrified at how Bakugou speaks to Tokoyami. Momo seems more concerned than the same Tokoyami who is the one Bakugo is insulting.

Bakugou and Momo haven't interacted much, and in the few times they have. Bakugo has never come to exploit, yell, insult or be rude to Momo, as he has done to other characters. I think that's why Momo is more worry about insults (of Bakugou) than Tokoyami himself.

+ Extras:

My Hero: One’s Justice.

Momo tells Bakugo that she admires how he constantly improves no matter what he faces. And that she will do her best every day to keep up with him.

Even though Momo is horrified at how Bakugo treats others, and she doesn't always agree with his ideas or plans. Momo watches him, admires him and somehow he inspires her to strive

Spin-Off: Smash!

Bakugo is hit by a quirk. And he starts flirting with everyone.

They put a practice of hostages, heroes and villains. When Momo is held hostage by Bakugou, Bakugou starts flirting with Momo he also starts to invade Momo's personal space more and more and she starts to get so nervous that she even cries, and then he ends up beating himself up unconscious.

I don't know what went through Bakugo's head when he was knocked out by himself, but it made me laugh that Bakugou, one of the characters who hates losing the most and who in this same chapter almost kills Deku when he was his hostage, because he could no longer bear be acting weird. With Momo he prefer to hurt himself and lose, than to continue bothering Momo, him or hurting her.

I think they both have a dynamic, where Momo isn't afraid to tell Bakugou his faults, and Bakugou respects Momo enough to stay calm and listen or follow her.

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