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vampireloverz · 11 months

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cw/tw: gn! reader, established relationship, no sex, light dirty talk, watching bakugou jerk off

with your chest pressed against bakugou’s back, you can feel each breath he takes as he touches himself. his shoulder makes a comfortable perch to hook your chin onto, your eyes alternate from the mirror in front of you both to looking down, following each twist of his wrist with voyeuristic satisfaction.

“what do you usually think about?”

“you,” he breathes out in time with a languid stroke, “us.”

you laugh softly at his quick honesty and kiss his neck, “tell me more.”

the high points of bakugou’s cheeks flush a little deeper, you feel him swallow harshly. his cock leaks and you curl a little more around his naked back to better watch him smear the wetness over his brown tip, both of you making small noises when he focuses his touch there for a long moment.

“i think about… your face when you cum,” he says with a touch of distraction, you glance up to find him watching you in the mirror.

you flash him a heated smile, your touch trailing down his arm to place your hand over his, wanting to feel the rhythm of how he jerks himself off. you, for the trillionth time, catalogue the way the fine, downy blond hair over his body darkens and thickens over his chest and down his navel. those are some of your favorite parts of him.

“sometimes i think about things we haven’t done yet,” his voice wavers then, like he’s admitting a secret, “just… fantasies, y’know?”

you hum something close to a yes and make a mental note to ask him exactly what he means later, “what else, katsuki?”

he shivers when you say his name, the speed of his hand picks up just a little, “fuck, i—i think about the way you moan when i finger you, or when i eat you out. the way you feel when i fuck you, your body under my hands…”

“i think about that too,” you tell him, your voice low and lilting like a purr against his neck.

you drag your nails down his back, humming in response to his reactive hiss. if you didn’t know better you’d think the pain had upset him, but you watch the way the head of his cock drools another pearl of precum as his hips start to move in time with his hand. he’s close, you watch the way his eyebrows pinch up and his thighs tremble, your name on his lips makes you squirm. bakugou’s face crumples in the moment before he turns his face to you, searching for a kiss. your lips barely meet when his mouth parts with a groan. you turn your gaze back to the mirror, watching intently as he pumps his fist over his cock a few more times, cum painting his fingers and the sink.

bakugou sags into you slightly, chest rising and falling as he tries to catch his breath. you reach down to palm his softening cock, hiding your little chuckle at his grumble of overstimulation in his shoulder. but you don’t linger there, not wanting to ruin the afterglow for him.

“let’s shower,” he tells you after a minute, voice a little rough.

after gently pulling away, you turn the water on as he cleans up the sink and countertop. you shed your clothes, toss them to the side and find bakugou’s darkened eyes on you.

“i think… you should show me too.”

you can’t help the smile that creeps onto your face, the throb already present between your legs escalates to a dull roar, “now?”

bakugou’s eyes shine with an eagerness you’ve come to expect when he wants to see you fall apart.

“yea,” he says with a slight uptick of his lips, “now.”

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call-me-copycat · 11 months

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roseyjustice · 1 year

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Cleaned up and reworked some of the info for the “Parent Trap” AU I’m working on here and there but i thought it would be cool to sort of show of !

Under the cut cause it is kind of long lol

In this au, Judas + Hi.zashi + Sho.uta are young lovers that sort of come to a rift and split but Judas then gets pregnant with Kyōta and Misika. Misika and Kyōta are heteroparental twins so they have different fathers but the same "mom" (judas is a Trans man).

Jude + Hi.zashi + Sh.outa agree that they will focus on their hero careers and Jude on his psychology career while split and Jude takes it upon himself to raise the twins while the two hero’s offer support where they can. This works for awhiel but the three get into a harsh argument when the twins are about 3 yrs old, which cause Judas to move away with the kids (with hi.zashi and sh.outas consent) and they don’t physically meet their father’s again until years later but have a vague sense of them from what their dad has told them.

Jude in this au is setting up to marry a not so great guy to benfit his kids and once Kyōta and Misika meet their other dads and actually bond with and come to really like them,they hatch a plan to get the three back together !

So here’s the beginning info ! Which is subject to change tbh as i polish it a bit more ^^

It’s the day of the ua festival that the classes hold to show off their talents.

Kyōta and misika convince judas to let them go to the festival. They've just recently moved back to the area after having been raised out of the city.

The twins want to find the pros that they know are their fathers but they play it off as them wanting to experience the life of a ua student, and they both do really wanna see what the festival is about.

Judas doesnt know Hi.zashi and Sho.uta are teachers there, having not kept up with them outside of just skimming articles here and there and agrees as long as they stay safe.

So the twins go to the festival to see if they can possibly find their fathers but end up just participating in a lot of the stalls and getting food. Once they’re chilling out, They hear a scream and rush to its location outside of the festival on UA grounds.

They see a bystander being accosted by obvious lower level villains who didn’t really plan their crime out. So the twins just rush in to save them.

Kyōta uses his control of sound waves to incapacitate them and elevated Misika to an area where she can bend and mold an unconnected thick pillar from a previous performance as a sort of slide so that the bystander can reach the ground safely.

The twins then go to work distracting the villains till the pro heros and cops can arrive to the scene

They’re taken out of the fight by Ce.mentos who helps them get to safety and they watch in amazement as the pros take down the villains quickly. They end up being held by the cops to get their statements and that’s when they run into Ai.zawa, who was working on the sidelines to incapacitate the villains' quirks to minimize damage.

Sh.outa goes to talk to them and give them a sort of lecture about getting involved in a fight that they were not trained for and how dangerous that could have turned out.

Immediately Kyōta is a punk about it and kind of sass’ him much to Misika’s embarrassment. Ai.zawa isn't very taken aback - being a teacher to 14-16 year olds - but the tension is broken a bit by Hi.zashi’s arrival.

He buts in to give them encouragement about their quirks and their teamwork. Hiz.ashi is very hyped by seeing a small chunk of their fighting styles. Ai.zawa tells him not to encourage that type of behavior, he’s semi serious but also slightly amused by Hi.zashi’s energy.

The twins feel a bit staggered cause these two seem oddly familiar but they can’t completely put a finger on it. That’s when a cop comes up to call their parents to come collect them for safety.

Hi.zashi offers to stay with them till their parents come while Ai.zawa goes to talk to the other teachers about the incident. Hi.zashi spends his time chatting with them and finds out a bit more about them. That it's just them two and their father, and how they originally just came here to have fun since they only visited the city here and there.

He can tell that it's not the complete truth but that’s when Judas arrives.

Jude immediately goes to hug his kids and lecture them about the danger they put themselves into and how he told them to be careful and how can you two be so reckless so quickly? We just got here !!

Hi.zashi doesn’t recognize Judas right away and goes to talk to Jude to sort of spare the poor kids the lecture, since they got one from Sh.outa not too long ago.

He introduces himself and begins his whole energetic spiel but Jude turns to him fully and he stops mid sentence as he processes who it is he is talking to. So he ends up standing there gaping openly while Jude is just as shocked.

The twins are just staring at them in confusion,while Hi.zashi sort of snaps out of his daze and Judas composes himself. They have a sort of lukewarm greeting that devolves into awkward silence. Hi.zashi offers to get Shouta and Jude agrees.

They end up all sort of ambling off to a more secluded section where they can have a full conversation with one another and eventually this leads to separate conversations with Kyota and Misika.

This then leads into the rest of the AU !

#self ship community #self shipping community #self insert x canon #self insert x fictional other #s/i x f/o #self ship kid #self ship fankids #self ship au #bnha self ship #bnha self insert #ship: wrapped up in our song📢#ship lore 📝#✨️ we'll meet again (au tag) ✨️#fankid: kyōta 🎸#fankid: misika 🎻#au: pro hero parent trapped #jasper.txt 💬

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track44-movedagain · 2 years

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Abbachio sounding like sukuna was … unexpected

#📝: jjba watch #ik he’s also aizawa but I haven’t seen bnha in years

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mhadadmightzine · 6 months

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dabiekql · 5 months

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ponpox · 8 months

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HELLO!!!!! I used to follow u on an older acc nd GAWD!!! I love ur bnha artwork (and non bnna artwork ofc!!!) It looks like it'd feel...lumpy!!!! like it'd feel rlly nice under my hands!!

I remember seeing a post abit ago abt referencing ur faves work!!! But I wanted to ask you personally!!! if that's chill 💪🏾 how would U draw juzo honenuki???? would you stylize him more???? 📝🤔

(U don't have to answer this btw!!! 🧡✨)

Ah! Welcome back then, and thank you! I like that, lumpy hehehe... I actually did draw him literally like uuuuuh 4-ish years ago or smth???? But I think I might have only drawn him like once... Ok I checked my own tag and it's twice but once was just a cameo for a joke post... Here, I give you all Juzo content I've done:

#reply #mha #eggsin1b

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ofmermaidstories · 11 months

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hey!! so i'm rereading something just like this right now to prepare for reading the new chapter and i was just wondering if you've ever thought about making a traditionally published book?? of course fan fiction is a legitimate form of artistry and i don't ask this to demean your work AT ALL but ur writing style is so elegant and descriptive while being easy to digest and i think that you would make and absolute killing in the industry if u ever did decide to write a traditionally published book

anyways feel free to disregard this ask if it's something you've already answered before or don't feel the urge to answer!! i love all of your work and am waiting patiently yet intensely for more!! thanks for everything that you do<3

Hello!!! You are very sweet to say so, Anon, lmao. I would love to make a killing in the industry. 😌 Some monies for fancy manicures and iced lattes and other lil treats. 😌

I actually have thought about trying my luck pursuing traditional publishing! I mean—I have a finished manuscript, LMFAO. It’s the first in a duology! It needs editing (rewriting, really), because I finished it in like, February 2020 and then proceeded to get distracted by the lockdown and the terrible decision to download tiktok (which opened my eyes to BNHA and self-insert fanfic), but it’s done. 📖

It’s Young Adult, because I am always writing for the teenager I was, and is multi-POV’d between our three leads (a grump of boy and the two girls that now have to protect him) and involves them causing wilful damage, in order, to some downtown traffic, the school grounds (multiple times), a grocery store and lastly each other’s (and their own) feelings. 🥹

For a long time I lived in this story, like I do now with my fics—talking to everyone about it, making it everyone else’s problem, fretting over plot choices, etc etc. Taking it from a tentative idea to a outline to finally finishing the first draft was the first time I’d ever completed one of my stories. 🥺 I’ve drawn the main characters over and over again, made them playlists, dedicated notebooks to the story and it’s world—I believe in it fully and absolutely, not because I think it’s anything groundbreaking, but because it’s exactly the kind of story 16-year-old me would’ve curled around and used to daydream with. 🥺

But idk. I’m not very ambitious by nature, lmfao, and you have to be in order to jump through the hoops you need to when it comes to traditional publishing. If there was a way to protect my lil story and still share it freely, without worrying about someone stealing it and sending it to a publisher with their own name slapped over the top, then I would. 🥹 I’ve always liked telling stories. Verbally, to the younger kids in the neighbourhood. In a school notebook that I made my friends read. On roleplaying forums. Uquiz! I’d love to be able to walk into a bookstore and find my book and be like “hehehe that’s mine >:)” but if it never panned out for whatever reason (not finding an agent, for example, or a interested publisher) then—oh well! I did my job; the story got told, even if it was only to me. 📝🌷

Either way, tbh we have more important things to worry about—a traditionally published book is a far-off, future maybe dependant on other people that might never happen. Finishing the Deku fic, on the other hand? It’s right here, right now, and is something I can do by myself. 😌 I will work hard on giving it the end it and u deserve, Anon. 😌 Thank-you for being here. 💖🌷🪻🌾

#ofmermaidstories-asks #happy weekend anon!!! i will try my best to work as quickly as i can 💕

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adventureofthedancinggirl · 6 months

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WIP tag game

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Just listing BNHA fics since that's all I've been working on lately (other than original stuff, which I keep separate)

🌸💥❄️Sakura Season❄️💥🌸

📝❄️💥See You After: TDBK Epistolary Fic💥❄️📝

We're (still) Here / Apologies & Forgiveness

⚡Kaminari Denki: Rising⚡

💜🖤🤍Love or something like it🤍🖤💚

🛏️Everything's upside down unless I'm in your arms.

the ones you left behind - tdbk missing scene ch. 306/319

When is a date not a date?

actions speak louder (tdbk interview)

forgiveness is a dish best served with cold soba

the redemption (?) fic that comes after "see you after"

the anonymous ones

Wow...I didn't realize there were so many until I did this. A lot of these were actually floating around in my notes app so it prompted me to gather them all in once place. Yay for slightly more organized chaos.

(Yes, I use emojis so I can find things easier.)

There's also a ton of individual notes/files related to "See You After" because that fic is getting too massive to keep in one doc.

No one tagged me but I wanted to play 😅 Feel free to do it if you want and tag me so I can see your answers!

#i'm posting the last chapter of sakura season this weekend but it's still in my wip folder so i guess it still counts #i have more stuff in my original stories folder but that's a whole other thing #i like to keep fandom life separate from 'real' life iykwim #dancing girl writes #dancing girl asks #dancing girl's bnha thoughts #ask games

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iida-zine · 6 months

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vampireloverz · 1 year

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can't help it, i want you

pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem! reader

words: 3.1k

cw/tw: infidelity (reader cheats on an unnamed boyfriend with bakugou), best friends to lovers, quirkless au, oral (f → receiving), unprotected sex, size difference, light choking (bakugou → receiving), reader and bakugou are kind of messed up people lol, unhealthy relationships

You coming over to Bakugou’s apartment isn’t unusual but your visits have slightly dwindled since you got a boyfriend. He can't help the sour expression that blooms on his face when he reminds himself of that fact.

You’ve told Bakugou his name at least five times now but he’s never bothered remembering it. This fling won't last past the summer, he thought when you told him you were seeing someone. Not that he didn’t think you weren’t great, he just figured you’d realize you can do better. But September is suddenly nearing its end and you’re still going steady.

Bakugou shakes off the thought. Now, at least, you’re sat beside him, no boyfriend in sight.

The routine is easy as ever; you bring alcohol he likes and you tolerate, he wrinkles his nose at your choice of pizza toppings but orders it the way you ask for (he always fights a smile when you kiss his cheek as a thank you), and you both pick a movie.

But you’re too pretty tonight, he has one too many drinks, and the glimmer of cinnamon sugar from the dessert on your lips is all too tempting.

You’re in the kitchen when he kisses you. Well, when he tries to.

He leans into you, heart aching at the domesticity of you knowing your way around his apartment, but you turn your face. Bakugou’s lips graze your ear as he leans his weight onto you, the two of you end up with your faces pressed cheek to cheek.

“What are you…?” you let him press you against a counter, his hands finding your sides.

“He doesn’t deserve you,” Bakugou mumbles.

“Katsuki,” you sigh, voice tinged with something he can’t place.

He wishes he had figured out his feelings for you before some other guy asked you out, he has no one to blame but his own emotional constipation. It's only been a few months but your new boyfriend is smitten, he doesn’t blame the guy. And Bakugou can see why you like him, sort of. He’s cookie-cutter handsome, nice to the point that it’s annoying, and Bakugou hates him.

He still wishes, wants, waits. He’s been waiting, and the wanting and wishing have grown into a dull ache that swells each time he sees you.

“Do you really like him?” the question tastes bitter in his mouth, the only thing that might be worse is if you say yes.

In the following silence he takes his answer, finding the courage to lift his head and kiss you. He knows this is bad— but fuck, you kiss him like you want him too, your arms wrapping around his neck to pull him close. Your tongue glides against his own and he groans into your mouth, blood singing in his veins like this is the first time he’s truly come alive.

You pull back suddenly, panting like you’ve forgotten how to breathe, “Wait, Bakugou—”

His body pressed against yours feels right, both of you seem to slot together perfectly, “I like you.”

“Katsuki,” you say again, his name sounds best when you say it, “Don’t say that.”

He doesn’t speak, but he presses his lips to the hinge of your jaw, light and sweet. He wishes he could say he loves you.

“We can’t,” you whisper, voice wobbling ever so slightly.

He waits, breathing you in. You don’t move away.

Bakugou has to dig deep to find it in himself to take a step back. Then another, again and again until there’s respectable distance between you two. When your eyes meet, his stomach twists with shame.

Your expression softens after a moment, “I should go.”

Bakugou makes a noise that’s closer to a growl than he’d like to admit, but it makes you laugh, the tension in the room slightly eased. You pat his cheek on your way past him, lifting up on your toes to kiss him quick, then you’re out the door. The press of your lips is chaste and fleeting, but it’s more than he expected.

It’s been a short while since you’d seen each other, even your text conversations have dwindled to almost nothing. The morning after the… incident, he’d texted you something apologetic and vague, never working up the nerve to double down on his feelings. You’d sent him back something sweet and placid, something that made him wonder if you’d be so forgiving if he’d ever kiss you again.

Despite his text, he’s not sorry in the slightest. He got to kiss you, hold you, even for a short while.

At least a few times a week Bakugou finds his cock leaking and stubbornly hard in his hand when his thoughts drift to the feel of your lips on his, your soft little moan when he’d slid his tongue along yours. He has to dig his teeth into his pillow so his neighbors won’t hear him groaning out your name in the dead of night, making a mess all over his stomach and hand.

Having the same circle of friends makes seeing each other again inevitable. Especially when Mina is hosting, something festive and autumnal fit for a mid October party. And she expects everyone to be there— to be fair, her parties are worth it.

Seeing your boyfriend’s arm around your waist for hours though? Definitely not worth the free booze and food. It’s infuriating, and it doesn’t help that you look damn good tonight. Jeans on the right side of too tight, lips shiny with something sparkly— he isn’t drunk enough to deal with this.

Your boyfriend ducks down for a kiss but you full on dodge, his lips don’t even have the chance to graze your cheek. Bakugou has to bite his tongue to not bark out a laugh.

My gloss, he reads your lips and knows your voice is whiny even though he can’t hear it. If he was your boyfriend right now, he’d kiss you until your stupid gloss disintegrated.

He stares down into his beer when he hears the tinkling of your laughter across the room. There's no way your boyfriend is that funny. Frustration begins to bubble into irritation and Bakugou realizes he doesn’t have it in him to pretend to be cordial tonight, he hopes the walk home will cool him down. Bakugou downs the rest of his drink and tells Kirishima not to wait up, then he’s out the door.

He doesn’t make it more than a block before he hears your voice calling out for him.

It takes two shouts of his name for him to finally turn, hands in his jacket pockets and the best surly expression he can muster as you approach, a half jog that is slightly slowed by your heavy boots.

“Katsuki,” the way you’re panting reminds him of the last time he saw you, breathing nearly as heavily with his hands on your hips— “What the hell? You left without saying bye.”

He has to turn his head to the side to rip his eyes away from your parted lips, “Don’t feel good. ‘M goin’ home.”

You finally catch up to him, coming in close to put your hand on his bicep and search under his bangs for his eyes, “What’s wrong?”

Something electric passes through him at the point of contact and he tries not to think so hard about how much time has passed since you’d last touched.

His lips twitch into a smile at your worry, “Go back to the party, have some fun.”

You huff, “I didn’t even get to talk to you.”

He gives you a look, brows furrowed.

“I came tonight to…”

To see you, hangs heavy in the air. The long eye contact touches on awkward, heated, your hand is still on his arm.

“Can I walk you to your place?” he spits out, fumbling to fix himself he hurriedly adds, “Unless, uh, your boyfriend minds.”

“He’s getting a cab.”

“So?”

“So walk me home.”

The curve of your smile is sweet and easy but your eyes have glint in them that’s far too knowing. Something flutters in his stomach, he nods, “C’mon.”

You kissed him. Bakugou is sure of that. Mostly sure, anyway.

He’d walked you home as promised, no funny business. Both of you platonically catching up, until you invite him in— want a drink, Katsuki? with that same sweet smile— and now he’s got his hands up your shirt and your tongue in his mouth. Your tacky gloss smears onto his lips, something tinged with artificial sweetness that spreads over his tongue like cheap candy.

“Does it feel this good when he kisses you?”

His question goes ignored as you chase his lips with a groan of frustration when he doesn’t give you what you want. You huff and grab the front of his shirt, holding him steady as you pout up at him.

“Does it matter?”

Bakugou grins, that’s all the answer he needs.

“Nah,” he concedes as he unclasps your bra, “It doesn’t.”

The only other question he asks is if it’s alright to take off your underwear, his grin growing wider when you give him an enthusiastic yes.

You make a noise in your throat, something close to a whimper when his fingers pet down your slit, “Fuck, Katsuki, what are we doing?”

Bakugou almost laughs at your tone. Guilt. Guilty but not showing signs of wanting to stop his fingers pumping in and out of you. Guilty, but your cunt gets wetter when he thumbs at your clit.

Not guilty enough, maybe not guilty at all.

Guilt or lack thereof becomes the least of his worries when you start to beg for his mouth on your cunt. The moment he drops to the floor he’s sure his knees will bruise but can’t find it in himself to care. Bakugou turns his face to bite at the softness of your thighs, groaning at the warmth of your body. You whine for him, his tongue, and your hands are in his hair, tugging insistently.

As much as he wants to get you off, he needs to memorize you first. He leaves sloppy kisses down your leg until his face is pressed against the seam of your thigh and hip. Bakugou can’t help it, he sucks in a deep breath, the heady scent of you makes his eyes roll back.

You squirm and pull his hair again, “Come on, perv,” but your tone is affectionate.

He gives in, adjusting so your thighs press around his ears as he licks a fat stripe up your pussy. The taste of you is sweet and bitter and better than all of his fantasies because it’s you. You’re soaking his face and he loves it, he can’t help but touch himself as he laves his tongue over your clit, following the rhythm of your rolling hips.

Bakugou honest to God moans at the way your pussy twitches when you cum, his cock throbbing as he wonders what it would feel like to have you cumming around him. When he finally recognizes your moans aren’t wordless, his balls tighten and twitch— he’s cumming because you’re moaning his name.

Your moans quickly become overstimulated whines when Bakugou redoubles his efforts, arms curling around your thighs as he works his mouth over your cunt. He needs to make you cum again, he just has to, he might never get to feel your twitching clit on his tongue again. Your hands in his hair turn painful but he likes it, loves the feel of you shuddering as your first orgasm rolls into the next, your taste and moans even sweeter the second time.

He rests his forehead on your trembling thigh, eyes closed and trying to regain some composure while he catches his breath. He doesn’t know how he’s going to act as if he hadn’t just lived through one of his top three fantasies. Neither of you move for a long while, nothing but the sound of deep breaths and ambient noise from outside.

Eventually, his legs start getting pins and needles, so he finally rises. He thinks you’re asleep for a moment but you blink your eyes open, looking like it takes great effort to do so.

“Hey,” you whisper, a satisfied smile playing on your lips.

He bends down to kiss you, breath catching when your tongue traces the seam of his lips, licking away the taste of you. Your smile doesn’t budge when he pulls away.

His voice is hoarse when he tells you, “I’m gonna head home,” even though all he wants to do is curl up beside you and sleep with you in his arms.

“No, hey, I’m—” you yawn long and hard enough for him to chuckle, “I’m up, I’m up.”

Bakugou nudges your cheek with his knuckles, “You’re gonna pass out any minute now.”

“Stay,” you whisper, pulling him to sit beside you on the bed.

“Sure,” he says easily, pleased you want to fall asleep with him there, “I’ll lock up on my way out.”

“No,” you protest, “Stay.”

“Oh.”

Bakugou swallows harshly, feels his brows furrow. This whole… hookup— affair? Can you call what just happened an affair? Whatever it was, it was a bad idea. He never wanted to make you a cheater.

His eyes trace over the curve of your hip, the empty space beside you on the bed, the look on your face that’s anything but regretful.

“Yea, ‘course.”

Bakugou doesn’t know why he’s not really upset at being the other woman. Sure, you might have a boyfriend but you keep finding your way back to his place— finding your way underneath him.

Sometimes, oftentimes, you have to reach over and silence your phone— both of you ignore the name on caller ID— and he tells himself that this guy is a temporary distraction for you, he’s got nothing on your ten years with him. Bakugou loved you first. Bakugou has loved you for longer. He’d let you shatter him into a million pieces just to feel your touch. He’d put himself back together just for the chance that you’d do it again.

It takes until mid-November for him to realize all the cliches and stereotypes are true, almost too movie-like. Late nights at work, lying by omission, sneaking out of parties (you go now, I’ll leave in ten minutes) to hook up in each other’s apartments or cars, hiding hickeys. He even finds himself cagey around his phone as if he’s the one with the boyfriend.

But beyond that he goes about his days like normal. Not an ounce of guilt as he waits for the next opportunity to see you. And somehow he doesn’t blame you. You’ll leave him soon, you told Bakugou yourself.

Somehow he doesn’t mind not being able to think clearly when you’re involved. He knows it’s fucked but can’t pretend to give a damn when your nails are scratching down his back and you’re moaning his name like he owns you.

There’s no way someone is knocking at his door at this hour. Bakugou burrows his face deeper into his pillow and ignores it. But the knocks come again, hurried and insistent. He groans and cracks an eye open to check his phone for the time.

2:54 AM

No notifications.

“Fuck,” he grumbles, determined to fall asleep again.

Another short burst of someone’s knuckles and he rises, trudging out of his bedroom with a scowl and determined to throttle whoever has woken him up. He rubs the heel of his palm into his eye as he opens the door, “Somebody better be fucking dead—”

He hardly has time to register that it’s you at his door before you’re kissing him. You’ve never kissed him out in the open like this, he doesn’t know what else to do besides kiss back, only pulling away when he remembers what time it is.

“Hey, what’s going—?”

“He dumped me,” you tell him. You’re grinning.

Bakugou sucks in a sharp breath then lets it out in a slow whisper, “Yea?”

Then you’re kissing him again, hands on his chest pushing him back into his apartment. The press of your lips holds a desperation he doesn’t remember being there before. He loves it.

The path to his bedroom is easy to follow, even in the dark, the two of you have done this dance more than enough times. Clothes fall by the wayside without so much as a word, you both know why you’re here.

You’re where he likes you best; underneath him and waiting, wanting, wet because of him.

He needs to be inside you so badly, he can’t reach for a condom quickly enough. The bedside drawer is almost in reach but you grab his wrist and redirect it to your bare breasts, nipple hardening under his palm. Bakugou’s cock throbs when you shake your head at him, he thinks he might cum on the spot.

“Gonna let me fuck you properly now?” he asks, voice steady like his desire for you isn’t strong enough to make even his bones ache.

“Yes,” you reply, and the word sounds a little bit like a sob.

He loses himself the moment he sinks his cock into the tight, wet clutch of you. Bare for the first time. You say something but he can’t hear it over his own heartbeat, too wrapped up in the way your cunt feels impossibly warm around him.

“Fuck,” he groans, eyelids fluttering but not quite closing as he starts to move, “I missed you.”

You make a noise somewhere between a laugh and a moan, your tits moving attractively with each thrust, “Me or my pussy?”

Bakugou’s head hangs between his shoulders, hair falling into his eyes as he barks out a rough laugh, “Yes— both— dunno.”

It feels even better to have you like this. Fucking you without a condom, yes, but knowing you have no obligations to anyone else.

Bakugou holds himself above you with his forearms on either side of your head. Close enough for your breaths to mix, close enough to kiss you until his head spins. He almost keens when you nip his bottom lip, he takes the sting of your teeth with pride.

“You’re mine,” you tell him, your hand curving around his neck. You squeeze, nails digging into his pulse, and the headrush makes him moan.

“Uh-huh,” he replies through a smile, voice strained when your hand tightens minutely, “Yours. All yours, baby, fuck—”

You grin at that, pulling him down for a kiss and wrapping your arms around him. He lets himself be pressed close, needing to feel your heart close to his.

“You mine, baby?” he asks, turning his face to kiss your arm.

You nod enthusiastically, “Yes! Yes, please, I’m gonna—”

“C’mon,” he grunts between hard thrusts, eager to feel you cum around his cock, “Say it, say it back.”

When you gasp and moan, “I’m yours!” Bakugou swears you mean it.

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