#Bakagou x you

[katsubiatch]

Distant Shores-6

Chapter Warnings: Nothing much, jealous Bakugou, a touch suggestive at the end. This is really just a filler chapter honestly. Getting a few things out of the way. 

A/N: Hello all! Yes I'm sorry it took me so so long to get this out. I was going through a lot with family things and my own mental health and it took me a bit to come back and finish this up! I've been writing bits and pieces as they come. Hope you enjoy. (:

Bakugous words rang in your ears as you prepared for the celebration that was to happen tonight. The one to celebrate his friends arrival. You knew it was important, something that had to be done, but you were dreading it. Just another night of Bakugou getting drunk, flirting with some woman and going home with her while you sat and hoped for something. 

Though as you braided back your hair, something that thankfully one of the thralls here had taught you, you were surprised by Bakugou waltzing into your shared bedroom. Despite what you'd been through with your husband you couldn't deny that he was handsome. Bare chest almost always on display, defined muscles stood out on his chest and arms without him even trying. Long, blond hair pulled back into a braid to signify his wins in battles. That voice that could send a thrill through you. His large hands that you wanted wrapped around your... 

“Why’re you looking at me like that?” You heard that raspy voice ask you, pulling you out of your thoughts that were quickly moving towards being inappropriate. You felt your face flush as you turned so your back was to him, and continued to braid your hair.  “No reason, I wasn’t looking at you any type of way.” You murmured, finishing up the braid. It wasn’t as perfect or as intricate as the ones that were usually done for you but you were satisfied. 

“Mmm.” Was the only response you received, you could feel his eyes on your back. It was almost as if he was trying to figure out what he had come in here to begin with. “They suit you... the braids.” He murmured, hand moving to tug on the end of the braid. Your face flushed a deeper shade of pink as you felt this and heard the compliment.

You turned towards him, seeing his own face was a very light shade of pink as he cleared his throat and offered his arm. “It’s about time that we head out there.” Right... to the feast, where everyone would be watching you. Judging you. You stood up, taking his arm and taking a deep breath as you readied yourself for it all. “It will be alright, a bit more crowded but it will be okay.”  You hoped he was right. 

It was strange, having all of your husbands attention on you, during a dinner like this it was generally the opposite. He'd sit next to you at the table, but beyond that he didn't pay one scrap of attention to you. Tonight however, you found yourself sandwiched between your husband and the other earl, Izuku. Things were just a bit tight now that the second earl had joined all of you. This fact either irritated your husband, the fact that another man was so close to you, or he was taking his vow of keep you safer very seriously as he kept a large, warm hand on your knee underneath of the table. You spared glances every so often over to him, taking note of his scowl and overall irritated expressions while Izuku spoke to you. You couldn't help but be enthralled by Izuku’s tales. They were thrilling, adventures that you couldn't even imagine. 

Your entire life had been spent in a castle, let out on the grounds every once in a while, sometimes going out to the village nearby but not often were you let out of your gilded cage. When you were let out it was heavily guarded, and not for long. So no adventures to be had. These were some of the most interesting stories that you’d heard, and you couldn’t help but be enthralled at everything Izuku was telling you, it was certainly the most interesting dinner conversation you’d had since coming here. 

Bakugou POV

Why was she so interested in what that nerd had to say? It wasn't anything he wouldn't have been able to tell her... except he hadn't. He hadn't told her anything, other than the occasional few words spoken between them Bakugou hadn't told her anything. About himself, his life, his people. He wasn't quite sure what he'd expected of her, he supposed the stories were interesting enough but that didn't mean he wasn't jealous. He didn't think he had a right to feel jealous, he'd left her in the dark for so long. Uncared for, unprotected but he was going to change that. He was working hard on changing it.

Never had he been so jealous of anyone or anything. Something that had your attention, something he desperately wanted at this point. Something he wanted to beg for; but Katsuki Bakugou didn't beg. He also hadn't ever been jealous like this, or ever. So he supposed there was a first for everything. He was also jealous of the fact that you'd been disappearing with that bastard Todoroki. He was too wrapped up in trying to drown out Izuku, of trying to keep his thoughts in check that he hadn't even realized his hand on your thigh tightened. That is until your hand gently touched his arm under the table and he noticed your concerned expression as you looked at him.

"Are you alright?" Your quiet voice came out, almost as if you were scared of upsetting him further and he hated that. Hated himself for making you feel that way. That even asking a simple question would irritate him.

"Fine." He grumbled out as he looked at her, eyes softer than usual but hardening right back as soon as he looked over at Izuku. You didn't believe him for one second, even if you hadn't had many conversations with the man you had a feeling he was lying. "Alright." Was your only reply, the hand closest to his moving down, gently wrapping around his fingers.

Well at least he had this much of your attention. If he could have a sliver of your attention that was all he needed. Plus having your hand on his made it all the better. Everything was fine, he could live with this. That is until that bastard Todoroki came up, ruining everything. The quiet little calm that the two of you had created. He was talking to you, asking you about meeting up the next day. About your... lessons. He wasn’t sure what it was but it was boiling his blood and he didn’t even care about keeping up appearances at this point he took the hand he was holding and hauled you up from the chair. “We’re going back to the room.” He grumbled as the two of you went back, and you could feel an argument brewing. Better than the usual silence you were used to it. 

"So what? You go off with that bastard every day to what? I can't imagine he's good at conversation, he hardly talks. So what are you doing with him?" Bakugou was seething, you could almost see the steam rolling off of him but you didn't care. Now you were angry that he'd accuse you of something like that, that he'd insult one of your only friends like that.

"Why do you care? You didn't even want me." You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest and rolling your eyes. This argument was pointless, was it even an argument? You couldn't tell. Back home you wouldn't even be saying these things, would have gotten in trouble. But these past few months had taught you to grow a back bone, a spine.

His hands roughly wrapped around your waist, holding you close, your hands making their way to his chest. You knew he'd been jealous for most of the day, had been able to read it on his face and attitude. This was the first time you'd been this close to each other. "I care because now that I've spent more than five seconds in your presence, now that I am truly seeing you, it pisses me off." He growled out as he looked down at you, hands gripping your waist. "I care because... because you're my wife now and that means something here. It's not just a title. It's not just a word. I care because I wasn't able to protect you when it mattered.. that I didn't notice what I had until it was almost too late." He was angry, pissed off but not at you. At what the life you'd had before was. The life he'd unknowingly almost copied here. He was mad at himself. You were both breathing heavily at this point, face to face. Angry and red faced.

"If you... want to know what we do... he has been teaching me. All kinds of things. Your language, how to use a knife... how to defend myself." You shook your head, not able to use any of the training when it mattered. "He's been kind and hasn't... he hasn't tried anything like that." You shook your head, sighing softly. "He said that a Viking woman should know how to fight."

"I know... I watched the two of you... on occasions." He admitted, fingers tracing small patterns on your hips where his hands rested.

"You.. what?"

"Well when Kirishima told me that you were wandering off with him I was curious. He wouldn't tell me anything else about it, so I followed you two a few times." Bakugou shrugged, enjoying the warmth of your hands on his broad chest. He'd been with plenty women but this felt... different. Better. More intimate. "I may not have enjoyed the fact that we had to get married but I still... wanted to make sure you were safe."

"So you knew? You knew what we were doing and you still asked me that?" You asked, pushing against his chest, either attempting to get away or just to push him you weren't sure.

"We'll.... I wasn't there all the time and I don't know truly, what the two of you did the entire time. I am a busy man you know." Bakugou murmured, holding on tight so you didn't move away from him. He didn't want to lose this, the warm weight of you between his arms. "Didn't want him to take advantage of you." He grumbled lowly, but he looked the softest you'd ever seen him. The scowls and frowns long gone as he looked at you like... like you were something special. “I just get so angry and can’t stand it.” He huffed as you gave him a curious look. 

“I might not have shown it but... I care about you. In a way. No I didn’t want you, didn’t want this marriage but.. it wore on me. Sleeping next to you, watching how peaceful you look while you sleep, seeing you doing everything you can to be part of the life here. I have to admit that I thought that you were reporting back to your father and.. I didn’t want to get attached to you if I was going to have to end up killing you.”  “Mmm romantic.” You murmured, rolling your eyes as you looked up at him.  “Listen this is as good as it’s going to get.” He grumbled and you just smiled up at him, hands laid against his chest. The two of you took a few moments, just looking at each other. There was a connection there, you just had to work on it. You could make it work, coming from two different worlds. It was a few moments of looking before his lips were on yours, rough and demanding. You hadn’t been expecting if and let out a small gasp at the suddenness of it. 

Your hands found their way up his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck, hands gently tugging at his hair and received a grunt in return. The kiss had started out heated but now it was even more so. Lips moving against lips, his tongue dipping into your mouth, moving over your teeth, poking and playing with yours as his hands squeezed at your hips and he backed you towards the bed. A fire inside of you had been lit, and you didn’t know if this was because he wanted to with you or if it was the fact that he didn’t have anyone else to warm his bed but you didn’t care. The thought gone as soon as it came, his lips moving from yours and pressing sloppy kisses along your jaw, nipping on your ear and groaning into it as he laid you down on the bed.

“I think it’s time we reconsummated our marriage.” 

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #bakagou x you #bakugou x y/n #Distant Shores

[kinkandkreep]

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[anothersugarbabb]

I need a part 3 of the Alpha Deku x Omega M/N where Deku faces the consequences of his actions and loses M/N as a mate forever and for M/N to go on a rant especially if M/N was one of the few people who believed in Deku's dream of being a hero or was the main one to help heal Deku's wounds and injuries with his quirk or for M/N to go on a rant about how he's like every other alpha in the school when he thought he was different and that he actually likes/loves him, but now he's just like every Alpha that Bakagou warned him about and doesn't want anything to do with him.

OH MY GOD. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS 🥺

I had literally no ideas on how to continue this 😭😭

I'll credit you in the 3rd part. It's coming up really soon

[violetlunette]

Ask meme:

Shoto Todoroki from mha?

Aww! My hot n cold boy!

Ask meme; here

Why I like them: It's hard to put into words but I'll try; 

I like his arc with his family, and while it happened a bit fast, I like how he's taking steps to reconnect with his family. (I go up and down with Endeavor.) I love that he's taking responsibility for his past actions and doing his best to improve in the future. I also like his personality; he's stoic, rude, blunt, and sassy but at the same time he's innocent, sweet, caring, and kind.

Why I don’t: There's not anything I really dislike about him except he doesn't really have any good outfits, save one.

Favorite line: "Don't you ever again dare to steal the lives of those who had nothing to do with your downfall!"

Favorite outfit: World mission outfit.

OTP: Tsuyux Todoroki, Ida x Todoroki

Brotp: Izuku and Todoroki (I find them adorable as a couple but found I prefer the friendship)

Head Canon: He grows his hair long as he gets older

Unpopular opinion: Several; his friendship with Bakagou came out of nowhere, he hooked on to Izuku as a friend too fast, and they downplayed his powers as the series went on. (Like, did he even try to trap Dabe in an ice wall? Even if Dabe melted the ice, the water would have made him damp enough to hinder him, at least for a while.

A wish: He beats Dabe's ass to hell and back, then bounces him into prison.

An oh-god-please-don't-ever-happen: That he completely forgives Dabe and hand waves away the fact he's a terrorist and a murderer, or that he dies.

5 words to best describe them: Stoic, innocent, soft, kind, sassy

My nickname for them: Peppermint

#shoto todoroki #bnha todoroki #bnha #mha #anti dabi #anti league of villains #couple of lines #ask meme

[crimsontigerart]

This fanfic is It's so good! Hopefully my little art does justice to this scene. It's so well written. You can feel the tension in this scene. Ver 1: what it was like Ver 2: how it feels to bakagou.

BAsed off this amazing fanfic on "x" (Twitter)

#myart #my hero academia #kiribaku #kirishima x bakugou #mha fanart #mha #fanart of fanfic

[yanderegremlin]

How would yandere Deku(Romantic) react to reader living with their friend and she and her friend are roomies? Let’s make it a male roomie since I need some drama

Lol I can just feel the jealousy from here like he's all nice and sweet but as so as the Reader turns her back he just glaring daggers that Mr. Roommate. The poor guy gets major whiplash the first few times this happens, what are you supposed to do when the #1 Hero looks like he wants you 6 feet under? He is so confused about what he did to deserve this, but if this roommate of readers is a normal civilian then Midoriya would make quick work of him by framing him for being villainous or something big.

Now if you want some real drama, let's say this roommate is a certain blond hero, with idk red eyes, explosive personality, who also might be a little bit yandere for their kind but firm roommate?

Like just imagine you and your roommate, Bakagou Katsuki is cooking dinner with you after moving boxes all day (because he refuses to get any take out), bickering playfully like an old married. Then you hear a knock on the door and before Bakagou could move a muscle you are already out of the kitchen, opening the front door for whatever extra decided to interrupt his alone time with you.

Katsuki was so ready to kick them out when he heard you who you were talking to. “Deku?!?!” you and Midoriya turn to see a not-so-happy blond, who is wearing the pink apron that you made him for his birthday, pointing the matching spatula ‘threatening’ at you guy, more so Midoriya than you.

You pulled away from the hug with Midoriya, much to his dismay. “Didn’t I tell you that Izuku was coming over for dinner?” no, no you hadn’t, and oh man the smug look that damn nerd gave him, he just wanted to rip him limb to limb but that would have to wait for later, right now he has a meal to cook.

With that final thought, Katsuki grab your arm as gently as he could to drag you away from that green nuisance. Meanwhile, Midoriya happily tags along satisfied with knowing that he gets to talk to you and irritate his lifelong rival.

#bakugou katuski x reader #tw: yandere #yandere bnha #mha x reader #mha x y/n #yandere mha #bnha #bnha x you #romantic yandere #yandere bakugou #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki #yandere midoriya #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya x reader #yandere #midorya x reader x bakagou #they were roommates #*gasp* they were roommates #asked gremlin

[roseabelle21]

Sypnosis: It had been over five years since your last encounter with a certain explosive blond. Ever since then, you're happy. You felt complete, fulfilled, and contented. Going on that date with Inasa was the best decision you have ever made in your entire life, he went from being your fanboy to your future husband. Quite a story to tell if I do say so myself. Life is good. Though someone says otherwise.

Read before you proceed: That Your Love Is Gone.

Status: Edited

Tagging: @jazzylove

He stared at the white envelope before him, unfeeling. He didn't know how long he's been staring at it, maybe when he opened the mail and placed it down his table? That was well over an hour ago. 

Katsuki just stared at the envelope, like it's going to explode the moment he opened it. The paper won't, but his heart just might. 

Wait, is it still beating? He thought it stopped the moment he saw you two locked lips once in the coffee shop. Boy, did that sight hurt like a bitch, yet he pretended that he saw nothing and held on his mug in a bone-crushing grip. Kirishima and Denki had pointed it out to him discreetly before it exploded. He stomped out of the shop before you noticed that he was there. 

The two of you had avoided each other ever since that disaster of a confession. The only communication both of you ever had was on joint missions together, and you won't even speak to the other unless necessary.

He wanted to talk to you again, but his pride and humiliation won't let him.

Selfishly, he prayed that the date with Inasa didn't go well, still hoping that he still had the chance to be with you. Or when he found out that you two are finally official, things between you won't work out in the end and go your separate ways.

That didn't happen much, to his dismay. The wedding invitation on his table said otherwise. 

Katsuki knows it's wrong, waiting patiently for the day that your relationship with the whirlwind user to fuck up, and he'll be there to sweep you away from him, and maybe knock teeth or two out. 

He scoffed at his thoughts. All of this was his fault. He knows it, knowing full well that he can't do anything to change the past. He even tried dating other people to get over you, alas the hunt remains fruitless. He can't look at another girl, much less be with them without thinking of you. 

After all these years, he still loves you. 

Pathetic. 

His silent tears hit the cold floor. He didn't even bother wiping them away. His ruby eyes continued to burn holes at the letter before him. Heart pounding in his ears, he felt like he couldn't breathe, his heart aching, mind empty, wishing that he'd wake up soon and end this nightmare. Maybe even wake up with you by his side. 

No matter how hard he tried to stop, his wishful thinking is always there. Even he knows that it's not healthy thinking that way about someone for so long. It's been five years, for Christ's sake! His heart needs to let you go. 

But how could it? Every time he sees you, it feels like there is a fucking zoo rampaging on his stomach, every time you smile or laugh, it puts the sun to shame because of how bright and warm it is. He wished that he was still the one causing those. 

Before then, he didn't need to do much to make you happy. Him being himself was all he needed to be; his sarcastic remarks and angry faces were a few of the things that put a smile on your face. 

He likes being the source of your happiness until he wasn't.

Katsuki swallowed the lump on his throat, taking a deep breath before wiping his eyes. He waited for a bit of a steady, racing heart and mind before gently picking up the envelope, careful not to make even the slightest of crumple. 

He could have burned his hand honestly, that's how bad it hurts. Maybe it's just his imagination, but he can smell the tiniest bit of your favourite flowers. Katsuki held the paper to his nose a gave it a smell; it has a scent. 

He smirked, imagining you insisting that the paper is scented since it is a special occasion, the amount of scented paper you used for your friends at every holiday and birthday to make your cards.

Katsuki then opened it, making sure to be extra gentle when tearing it up. He stared at it again, that open flap with the letter inside. It's there, his worst nightmare. 

With a heavy heart, he took it out and admired its designing and details: the swirls and flowers embroidered on the sides, the fancy calligraphy in your names, the neat print below with the details of the wedding, and the picture of you and your fiancee. 

His heart clenched seeing it, yet at the same time, he felt a small glimmer of happiness that came along with it. 

Your smile, it was so beautiful, so genuine, so happy. 

Tears made its way down his cheeks again, and despite that, he grinned. 

He's happy that you found someone that can treat you better than he can. And even if he's no longer the one making you happy, he can't do anything to stop that. 

He read the invitation; although it pained him to continue reading it, he was happy that he even got an invite. Despite not talking much this past few years, he's satisfied that he still got invited. 

Katsuki placed the paperback in the envelope and placed it down. He's happy for you, he is, and then, he's hit with an epiphany.

Pulling out his phone, he took a deep breath and searched his contacts, then he messaged them. 

To (Y/N): Can we talk?

It's oddly peaceful. 

Katsuki has attended a few weddings in his life, and from what he's experienced, all of they tend to be chaotic in one way or another. 

It's either one of the family members is late, missing a tux or a dress, god forbid the annoying children running around without a care in the world whilst their mothers frantically chase them around. Now, he's not seeing any of them. 

Quite the opposite. Everyone seems to be on time, have everything they need, and surprisingly, the children are cooperating. It's almost scary, almost unnatural. And it's freaking him out. 

Maybe the Maid of Honor has something to do with it. She's snapping at everyone who so much makes a noise or goes out of line. Running back and forth when someone calls her for help, checking everyone's process every ten minutes. Making sure everyone is right on schedule. 

Katsuki can't help but feel bad for her, dealing with so much pressure in one body can be tiring. Alas, there's nothing he can do about it. Although he finds her quite cute when angry, he knows nothing about her other than she's (Y/N)'s cousin. 

The rest of the Bakusquad are chilling on a bench near the pool. Everyone already had their hair, make-up, and dressed done. Mina is talking with Jirou and Yaoyorozu, planning on their girls day with the newlywed woman soon. Kirishima and Sero are talking about their latest missions, and last but not least, Kaminari staring at the Maid of Honor with a bit of drool on the corner of his mouth. 

"You look like an idiot dunce face," Kaminari jumped at Katsuki's voice," she might think you're a weirdo more than you already are if you keep staring at her like that."

"Oh shit, you're right." The blond immediately wiped his mouth and straightened his tux, fixing his hair and clearing his throat. 

"Sorry, she's charming, though. Like an angry chihuahua." Jirou slapped the arm of the blond with a scowl on her face.

"Don't say that! You don't even know her." Everyone can tell her questioning look.

"You talk as if you know her Jirou," Sero inquired. The girl shrugged as she twirled her ear with a finger. 

“We work to the same radio studio. She's the one who does the cover songs and news most of the time."

"No way! She's DJ Fox?!" Kirishima and Kaminari shrieked, fanboying.

"Man, that is so cool! You gotta introduce us!"

"No," Jirou replied immediately. 

Before anyone could react, the girl of the subject yelled at her mage phone. Telling everyone to proceed to the church and get in line as planned. 

Katsuki stood up and glanced around, hoping to catch a glimpse of you in the crowd. The door of your room opened, and his heart leapt at the throat, imagining how beautiful you would look in your wedding dress. That fuzzy feeling soon turned into a mix of rage and disappointment as the once again Maid of Honor rushed to your door and yelled at you for being impatient. 

Everyone made it to the church in no time. The groom and his best man were shoving each other playfully to ease his nerves. Katsuki immediately glanced away from them, remembering his talk with you a few months ago. 

Not long after they were in place, the music started playing. One by one, everyone walked down the aisle, his partner looking at him anxiously, but he couldn't care less. His mind wandered.

There you are, sitting at the corner of the cafe, looking outside with a mug of steaming hot coffee in front of you with a pastry beside it. Another pair of coffee and pastry beside it, which he assumes as his since it was his favourite.

Slowly, he and his partner stopped for a short while for the photographer before proceeding on their walking. 

Small talks and laughs were made, the atmosphere between the two of you more at ease, unlike before. As happy as he looks, his heart can't help but shatter every time your ring glows in the sunlight. 

The rest of the guests followed; not long after, the door shuts, and everyone stands up in their seats. The familiar music filled the air.

He apologized. Apologized again and again, and you could only give him your soft eyes and smile. Not pitying him one bit, only looking at him with fondness in your eyes as you took his hands between yours. 

Inasa was crying as soon as the door opened, the light momentarily blinding your features, but when it faded, Katsuki can also feel his eyes tearing up. 

"I should have told you what you meant to me," he says, voice breaking up.

Cause now I paid the price. 

Words can't describe how beautiful you look walking down the aisle in the arm of your parents. A wide smile is plastered permanently on your face as you look at the man in front of you. All the love is visible in both of your eyes as you look at your significant other like they are the only person in the room.

You reached the front of the altar, your parents kissing you on both cheeks before hugging you and your crying groom. 

Katsuki's heart warmed at the sight of you laughing softly at Inasa, placing your hands on his face as you wiped his tears with your thumbs. The said man is grinning at you despite the tears that continue to flow down his cheeks. 

Katsuki didn't realize that his tears escaped his eyes. Had it Kirishima not point it out. He quickly wiped them away and stood up straight. The faux redhead is gently patting the blond at his back and offering him a sympathetic smile. 

As Katsuki continued to observe the both of you, and he couldn't help but smile at the pure, childlike happiness on your faces. He can feel his heart slowly letting go. Letting go of his jealously, the bitterness, and the anger he has left for himself. 

Though the only thing he can never let go of is his love for you. It might not be the same love he has with you before, but he is and will always love you till the end of time. He loves you enough to let you go.

Maybe in another life, he can make your stay. He never planned that one day, he'd be losing you. Now here he is, watching you get married to the love of your life. 

He never imagined this, not without him there with you, but he certainly isn't regretting it.

#katsuki x you #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki angst #katsuki bakugou #katsuki x y/n #bakugou imagine #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x you #bakagou katsuki x y/n

[castiel-has-bees]

Bahaha, Kirishima, you good😭?

#Kirishima #kirishima fanart #kirishima x you #bnha kirishima #bnha eijiro kirishima #bakugou x kirishima #bakagou #mha #Bnha #bnha

[my-love-of-books]

I know this is different than my usual content (sorry I've been gone for so long -mental health and shit) but I can't stop thinking about this idea

Warnings- smut, bdsm, daddy kink, Poly relationship ig

Fandom-MHA (Bakagou x GN!reader, Bakagou x Kirishima, & Kirishima x GN!reader)

SMUT UNDER THE CUT

Okay so I can't stop thinking about how Bakugou would have to teach Kiri how to punish the reader properly, and I just keep seeing the reader tied to the bed, kiri's face hovering over their nether regions, with Bakugou's cock hammering into him so hard.

"please daddy let me touch them" you can't tell me he wants nothing more than to please reader "ha you really think they deserve to cum after the shit they pulled today" both reader and Kiri wimpered " I think the fuck not!" After about an hour of Kiri cumming over and over again and you being teased Bakugou finally let Kiri give you head.

If you enjoyed this please tell me! I'm open to constructive criticism and I do want to get better.

#MHA #mha smut #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugou x kirishima #polyamory #bnha eijiro kirishima #kirishima eijirou #bakugou smut #Kirishima smut #bnha imagines

[crazymangaluv]

Bakagou!

@hellomgann1296 my beautiful muse along with the talented fanfic authors I read helped to inspire me to write my 1st Bakugou fic. I’m not much of a writer so I’m sorry for any mistakes and any ooc-ness of the character. 

Warning: (slightly lemony: cursing, slight nudity, some steaminess). This is a Bakugou x female reader: I sincerely apologize to those who are left out when using female pronouns. 

Description: You and Katsuki are childhood friends and you have fallen for this hothead. Unfortunately, you overhear him say something hurtful and you did the first thing that came into mind: run. Not a smart idea in hindsight but run you did. Buuuut of course you run blindly during a thunderstorm (accident waiting to happen) and have a loose canon chasing after you aka Bakagou. Will your relationship mend? 

You attempt to focus on the sound of water falling heavily onto the ground as you took deep breaths in and out. You shiver and clutch yourself tighter. Your ankle is throbbing but you try to ignore it. The sound of the rain and the burning fire provides some comfort to your misery--

“Tch!” 

Your eyebrow twitches at the sound. You turn your attention back to the source. He’s sitting there in his boxers, arms crossed and a scowl adorning his handsome face. You disregard his naked state, your face contorting into a similar scowl as well. You try to find your inner zen -cute puppy…..no wait...a handful of cute puppies-. It was beginning to work but-- 

“Achoo!” you sniffle. 

“Tch…”

There goes your patience. “Would you knock it off Bakagou??”

His scowl deepens to a snarl at your remark and the emphasis on the former portion of his name. “Eh?? Knock it off? It’s your fault we’re in this mess in the first place!”

You scoff in disbelief. “My fault?? I didn't ask you to come after me, Mr. I’m-so-cool- with-my-bad-attitude!” 

He glances at your swollen, bruised ankle and your drenched clothes before reverting his glaring eyes to yours. You meet his eyes with a glare of your own, however, your vision begins to blur from the tears forming. He opens his mouth to retort but you continue: “I was trying to get away from you! You’re just a big fucking jerk! You don’t care about anyone other than yourself and you treat everyone like shit!” 

Your tears flow freely down your cheeks. You don’t bother hiding them from him, even if it makes you look weak. His scowl reduces to a frown, eyebrows furrowing. He feels a pang in his chest; he hates it when you cry. His face bears an expression of shame but something else you couldn’t pinpoint. 

You’ve been his friend since childhood, you would even say you’re one of his best friends. He does treat you differently than the rest: more mellow and less explosive, no verbal berating, etc. You couldn’t help but develop deeper feelings for him over the years. The two of you are older now and you have noticed an increase of intimate moments between you both when alone. The subtle soft touches, the caresses, the long hugs, the way his hardened eyes would soften with you, the movie night cuddles, falling asleep in each other’s arms...gestures where you felt that there was a possibility of reciprocated feelings. Guess it was all in your head, nothing but misinterpretation from a desperate fool. You feel like such an idiot. 

[Flashback]

You’re on your way to see him, smiling to yourself as you carry his share of the spicy dish you cooked. He seemed stressed the previous day so you wanted to cheer him up. He always looked forward to your dishes. You could hear their voices around the corner, and you smile to yourself, it seems that they were up to the usual shenanigans based on the volume of their voices. It appears they were teasing him about something, you shake your head at their antics. 

“Yeah Ochako is super cute! Haha why are you blushing Midoriya??”  

“N-n-n-nothing!!”

“What about y/n??” 

“Yeah! Y/n is pretty cute, you think she’s got a boyfriend?” 

“Oh yeah y/n sure is a looker. She’s pretty badass too.” 

“Wait she’s got Bakugou here.” *laughs* 

“Yeaah you two are awfully close...are you guys….ya know….,” *whispers* “doing it??”

Katsuki growls, “Shut up!”

“NO! THEY’RE NOOOOT! WHY WOULD Y/N WANT STUPID BAKUGOU ANYWAYS??!” Mineta cries out pathetically. 

You roll your eyes at the sound of his stupid whining voice. You shake your head and sighed. You’re ready with your retort and to kick Mineta’s ass just as you turned the corner.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP! STOP BEING ALL GAH GAH OVER HER! Y/N AIN’T SHIT!” Katstuki shouts as he shoves Mineta aside. 

His gift slips from your hands onto the ground. It feels as though you’re punched in the gut. You stand frozen like a deer in headlights. He’s never said anything like that to you or about you before in all the years you’ve known him. The boys flinch at his booming voice before flinching again at your presence. They look at you in awkward silence equally as surprised. He turns at the sound, his eyes meeting yours and widening in shock. Thunder rolls in the background...tears form in your eyes but you refuse to let them fall, your lips quiver. You turn and just run. You ran as fast as you could with no set destination in mind. You hear him shout your name but you didn’t care. You needed to get away from everyone, you’re so embarrassed and ashamed. 

It begins to pour, the water drenches you as you keep moving. Lightning flashes above you with the loud boom of thunder. The rain makes the floor increasingly slippery causing you to lose your footing. You careen down, curling into a ball as you tumble down a steep slope. You land with a *crash* and a *thump*. You turn over onto your back and let out a sob. You’re such an idiot...you angrily wipe your cheek. You have no idea where you are and it’s getting dark. You move to stand but fall over from the sharp pain at your ankle. Oh just great, a sprained ankle to make things even better.

He immediately had run after you following his brief state of shock. He loses you momentarily but he hears the crash in the distance. He quickened his pace in desperation and anger. “Y/n!”

You hear your name and you look up to see him gracefully sliding down the slope towards you. No no no no, not you. You stand and limp away ignoring the pain but he easily catches up to you. His hand gently and firmly wraps around your arm but you rip it out of his grip. The movement aggravates your ankle further causing you to yelp out in pain as you lose your balance. He reaches for you, swiftly catching and pulling you close. You squirm in his arms. 

“Quit squirming y/n!” 

You refuse to look at him,“No. Let go of me.”

He scowls and instead picks you up. “Your fucking ankle is shit and you know for damn sure you can’t walk right now.”

You cross your arms and huff in annoyance. No word is said between the two of you as he treks the terrain. The rain only falls harder with frequent flashes of lightning and rumbling of thunder. You’re both drenched and you tremble from the cold. His grip tightens, he needs to get you out of the rain fast. Your teeth are chattering; he tch’s to himself and quickens his pace. The sky grows darker, making it more difficult to see where he’s going. The flash of lightning provides him the light he needed, illuminating a cave ahead. He sets you down gently before stalking off to get supplies for a fire. He’s gone for no more than 2 minutes. He drops the branches and wood and starts a fire. You welcome the heat but refuse to move.  

“Your clothes need to dry. Take them off y/n, you’re going to get sick.” 

You ignore him and opt to hug yourself in all your wetness. You hear the squelching of tossed wet clothes and your face flushes. 

[Present]

Your trembling worsens, not just from the coldness of your still wet attire, but from your outburst as well. You look away and bury your face into your arms. You let out a quiet sob you couldn’t hold in. You’re cold, wet, in pain, angry, tired, embarrassed, ashamed, etc. All these feelings and emotions storming inside you. You didn’t hear him approach you but instead feel his warm arms pulling you close. Before you could pull away, his solemn voice stops you. 

“I’m sorry.” 

You sit there in shock, he’s never said sorry before...in all the years you’ve known him not one sorry. 

He hugs you tighter, his head rests on your shoulder. “I’m a fucking idiot. I didn’t mean what I said. Please y/n...forgive me.” 

You sniffle. “You’re a jerk,” you voice out weakly. It didn’t hold the angry bite you wanted, but you couldn’t stay angry, you were just hurt. 

“I am a jerk…I’m sorry.” 

You sneeze again causing him to slightly flinch. He tchs once more and immediately picks you up and plops down by the fire. “You’re going to get sick y/n…”

You don’t respond. 

*Sigh* “...y/n please…”

You sigh in response. You move to shuffle away and his arms release you. The places where he was touching you are now cold. You miss his touch but you shake your head and take in a deep breath before removing your clothing. Katsuki turns away, refraining from turning around. You neatly place your drenched clothes on the rocks beside you. You shiver, it's still a tad chilly but the fire is helping. You glance over to him, the flickering glow of the fire dancing on his muscular back. He’s close enough to touch but you stop yourself by gripping your hands together. Your eyes travel up to the back of his head, his dripping blond hair glistening softly. You follow a droplet that falls from a strand of hair and slowly rolls down his spine. As if he felt your gaze, he turns his head slightly to peer at you from the corner of his eye. 

You twiddle your thumbs nervously at the silence. You furrow your brow and clear your throat. “Why did you say it if you didn’t mean it?”  

He looks away from you. “Because...because I’m an idiot.” His eyes return to yours. 

You frown. “Yeah you are an idiot.”

He doesn’t flinch. “I am an idiot...I just...I didn’t want them to know…” he trails off, looking away and rubbing the back of his neck in discomfort. 

You look at him expectantly, eyes narrowing. 

He puts his arm down and turns fully to face you, sighing. His eyes return to yours. “I didn’t want them to know how crazy I am for you. And--” he pauses. “I got...jealous. I didn’t want them looking at you the way I do.” 

You look at him quizzically, heart pounding in your chest. His eyes are burning with an intensity you haven't quite seen before. 

You blush but hold firm. “That still doesn’t make it okay to react like that. To be so quick to bring me down. It was still hurtful to hear...even if you weren’t talking directly to me.” 

His eyebrows furrow and he reaches a hand out to you. His rough hand lightly covers yours. “I know. I’m sorry y/n. I am, truly. I’m a stupid immature jerk. It won’t happen again....You’re not...you’re not something to possess, but someone to cherish...to love.”

You hear and feel the sincerity in his words. You look down at his hand, registering the words he just said...You can’t get your hopes up, interpreting a moment for more than what it was. You gather your courage to ask the one question you’ve wanted the answer to for years:

“Do you...love me?”

His breath hitches and he freezes. He’s not used to expressing his feelings, the ones that leave him vulnerable. He uses a wall of anger to prevent anyone from seeing him weak. Opening his heart to someone, he hasn’t, not even to his own parents. But you...you make him want to. You’ve gradually chiseled down those walls of his. He yearns to just hold you in his arms and never let you go. Loving you isn’t a weakness. He has realized over the years, his love for you has made him stronger. It was what fanned the flames within him, motivating him to be the best. Seeing these other men around you, ones who weren’t so rough around the edges, it made him feel jealous. You deserved better than him, one who’s not as explosively hot headed. It wasn’t right for him to try to possess you, to keep you to himself and chase others away from you.

He removes his hand from yours. You swallow painfully, the lump of your throat aching more so than your ankle. You close your eyes and steel yourself, preparing for the incoming rejection. But instead he inches closer to you, you can feel the heat radiating from his body yet you remain still. He tentatively raises his hand to your face to gently wipe a stray tear that fell from your cheek unbeknownst to you and rests his hand on the side of your face, thumb caressing your cheek in a comforting manner. 

“I love you y/n. With every fiber of my being, even if you don’t feel the same way.”

You close your eyes and lean into his touch, letting out the breath you’ve been holding. The tears flow down your cheeks and his warm thumbs wipe them away tenderly. He gently pulls you closer and kisses your forehead. You suck in a breath at the intimate action. You feel his lips on your right cheek, then your left...by the corner of your lips, on the right side, then the left side. It lingers there a bit, your lips tremble. Then, you can feel his lips, ever so softly, brush against yours. 

Your rapid thumping of your heart is ringing in your ears. You move your lips against his, unsure at first but soon with more confidence. His lips move against yours in a sense of desperation. His hands drop to your waist to pull you down with him. You’re pulled flush against him as he holds you on top of him. You gasp and blush further at how his half naked body feels against yours. He places his hand behind your head and tenderly brings you down to which you allow with no resistance. His lips envelop yours with gentle aggression you didn’t think was possible. The kiss is quickly deepened. His rough hands roam over your body, without venturing too far, and you let out a moan. 

He rolls you over beneath him without breaking the kiss and with a hand supporting your head. He’s nestled between your legs as the two of you kiss fervently. It's your turn to let your hands wander. Your hands gliding over his smooth skin, your fingers studying his hard muscles in detail. He detaches his lips from yours to suck and nip at your neck down to just above your breasts. You moan and wrap your legs around his hips to pull him further against you, paying no heed to the twinge of pain from your ankle. He moans into your neck from the contact and slightly grinds against you. You pull him back up to your lips and his tongue slides into your mouth, teasing yours. You grip his back tightly, moaning as you feel yourself growing hotter. His hand slips up your torso, fingertips brushing over your breast. You lean into his touch which causes his hand to grasp your breast. You gasp into his mouth and moan out his name. He withdraws his hand from your breast and pulls away from you. Leaning on his forearms, he hovers over you whilst panting and eyes burning with desire. 

“Katsuki?”

He leans down to kiss you, lips lingering before pulling away. His hand brushes the strands of hair from your face and he caresses your cheek lightly with the back of his fingers. 

“As much as I want you y/n...and believe me, y/n, I want to ravish you, to kiss, suck, touch every inch of your body...I can’t...not here, not like this.”

You blink up at him in realization. Cheeks reddening at his words, suddenly feeling shy. 

“I want you, sprawled on my bed.” He growls out. 

Your face flushes at the thought.

“I want to wake up to you in my arms...I want you there beside me, as my partner. I want to take you out on a real date, hand in hand, treat you the way you deserve.” 

Your lips quiver. 

“You’re the only woman I want, if you’ll have me.” 

You nod, speechless. You relish in the tender kiss he gives you before he sits up and pulls you into his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around you. You nuzzle into the crook of his neck, enjoying the intimacy as you both sit there basking in the warmth of crackling fire and listen to the soothing sound of the pitter pattering of the rain. 

[Later]

Friends remain dumbfounded as they stumble upon the both of you emerging from the forest. He struts through, carrying you in his arms as he makes his way to the infirmary. Your friends follow, teeming with questions. 

“Oh my gosh, are you okay y/n?”

“Y/n! Kaachan! Are you guys are okay?”

“Y/n, what happened? Did you guys make up?”

“What did you do to her Bakugou?”

“Y/n! Thank goodness you’re okay! Bakugou! You apologized huh? You’re truly embracing the manly spirit!”

“We were worried sick! We were about to go looking for you guys!” 

“You can’t just run off like that during a storm!! That was irresponsible of you both!” 

You smile awkwardly and apologetically. You’re attempting to answer the swarm of questions and apologize, but find no room to interject. Katsuki’s scowls, eyebrow twitching in annoyance. 

“Piss off! Get the fuck outta our way extras!” 

They scramble out of the way, momentarily ceasing their questioning. He holds you tightly as he kicks the door shut on their curious faces. They deemed it wiser to leave the two of you alone, opting to pester the two of you later. He places a chaste kiss your cheek before placing you down on one of the beds. He walks away tch-ing at the lack of staff. “Oy! My girlfriend is injured here! Move your asses!”

You smile and shake your head. You love this hothead. 

#bnha #boku no hero fanfic #my hero academia #my hero fanfic #bakugo x you #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x you #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou #fanfic #bakugou x y/n #katsuki x y/n #bakugou x female reader #katsuki x female reader #bakugo x female reader #bakugo x y/n

[katsubiatch]

Hopelessly Devoted-1

Warnings~Slight smut-making out, drinking of alcoholic beverages, bar shenanigans, Hospitals, obnoxious exes, way too long of a chapter

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

Your head throbbed as you tried to concentrate on keeping your eyes open, forcing yourself to breath no matter how hard you wanted to just quit. You could feel blood pooling out underneath you and knew you were a goner if no one found you.

No one would find you, no one would suspect you to be here. You'd just decided to help out in the ER after your latest fight with Katsuki. What a pain that was turning into.

Your eyes traveled around the intake room, it was a mess now after the man had thrown you around it. You couldn't be angry, he hadn't meant to be violent and was passed out again in his bed.

The ER was busy, and this mans vitals were fine. No one was going to find you. You'd die here, never to see Katsuki again. Oh you couldn't believe the fight you'd had. It was the same one as always but now you couldn't help but think that you'd never run your hands through that annoyingly spiky hair that never stayed put, or across his cheeks, the scars on his body. You'd never be able to tell him about...

Your thoughts were disrupted when the door to the intake room opened and in came an Angel you were sure of it. The Angel of death to take you away. At this point you'd have anyone if it meant the pain would go away.

The Angel dropped down to his knees next to you, pulling out all kinds of equipment and swearing under his breath. He looked a lot like Shinsou in his white coat. "What the hell happened?" He sure sounded a lot like Shinsou too. "Sweet cheeks stay with me." He muttered, a gentle hand touching your cheek. At least you'd have a gentle touch to help you through to the other side as your eyes slowly started to shift shut and you heard Shinsou yelling for help.

��         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A Year and a Half Earlier~~~~~~~~~~

It had been another long day at the hospital, twelve hours that somehow turned into fourteen. You weren't sure why you always stayed late to help out when most of the time it felt like they couldn't care less about it but it was worth it in it's own way. You'd been able to help deliver a baby of a mom that had come in at the start of your shift so that had been a highlight.

Most of the time you worked was on labor and delivery, helping moms get through the rough process that was childbirth. Weather that be medicated, natural, water birth, c-section. You'd seen and helped through almost everything. However you also flip flopped between that and the ER which was a beast all in itself. Bloody limbs, gun shot wounds, cuts and bruises from villain attacks. It was all rough and fast paced, which was nice to get your shift out of the way but most of the time you'd end up staying later, caught up in the rush of it all.

You slammed down your third shot glass of the night, barely hearing Shinsou beside you telling you that you should probably slow down. "Slow down? Come on!! The night is young, beside it's only my third shot." You rolled your eyes, sipping on the drink that you'd had since you'd gotten there. It was a good buffer for the tequila that you'd just downed. "Come on, loosen up. You're always so up tight when we go out." "Probably because I have to be the responsible one." Shinsou rolled his eyes, taking a sip of the beer that he'd gotten himself. He'd take on shot with you but that was it. "Someone has to get us back to the apartment in one piece."

Shinsou had been your best friend since collage, he was studying to be a doctor and you a nurse. Which meant you had separate classes but were generally in the same buildings and just happened to meet up in the library one day. The rest was history as they would say. Grueling exams, late night study sessions and clinicals caused you two to have a strong bond however despite popular belief you two were not in a relationship. Just a close friendship. Of course there had been a few make-out sessions that while steamy, had made the two of you decide that you weren't right for each other. It hadn't made things awkward at all. Okay well it had made things awkward for a few weeks but the two of you had quickly gotten past that. Now the two of you often worked together still and shared an apartment, even if the two of you weren’t always there at the same time. 

“You do not have to be responsible here. There are things called ubers that can drive us home. Besides it’s no fun to get tipsy on your own!! There’s karaoke too! Some of the other nurses are coming over and we’re going to sing a few songs, you should join us.” You smiled happily up at Shinsou, sipping at your drink as your eyes wandered around the bar. They stalled at a table where two guys seemed to be busy with getting another blond man to relax with them while a girl with pink skin giggled at the three of them. In the back of your mind you had to know that they were all pro-heros but you couldn’t quite remember their names but damn they were attractive. 

Your eyes moved along their muscled arms, toned bodies, extremly  handsome faces... god when did heros get so attractive? You had to tear your eyes away before they got suspicious of your lingering glance. You were sure that it was difficult for them to go out without being noticed and you didn’t want to come off as this freaky fan. You’d helped patch up the electric blond hero after he’d gotten hurt one time. He’d spent the entire time sending one liners and flirting with you but you’d brushed it off as jokes. The redhead, Red Riot, had been totally polite, even apologizing the entire time about her having to stich up a pretty deep cut on his arm. She couldn’t remember who the other two were but they were all too attractive for their own good. 

Soon enough the other floor nurses that you worked with made their way to the bar and Shinsou left you in their caring hands. Which would have been except the three of you got.. well a bit more tipsy than Shinsou would have liked if he was there. It was fine you’d figure out how you’d get home later, now it was time for karaoke. After a few songs you found yourself needing the bathroom, which wasn’t surprising with the amount of alcohol you’d been drinking. You put it off for as long as you could before the call of the bathroom was too hard to ignore. Once you had finished your business and washed your hands, you were stopped on your way back to your table. Your hand grabbed and you were pushed against the wall. Your eyes widened as you looked up and noticed who it was. Your asshole ex who you had broken up with months before, the one who had gotten creepy and clingy fast. 

“Y/N.. what are you doing here?” He slurred, obviously having drank a bit. “I thought you didn’t like these kind of places.” “I didn’t like these kind of places with you.” Your eyes rolled as he tried to fight against his grip. “Hmm looks like your little roommate isn’t here to save you this time. Why don’t we go into that bathroom and make some noise?” He purred in your ear, making you shiver.  “I don’t think so...” You struggled to get out of his grip as he tried to haul you towards the bathrooms. You thought all hope was lost when suddenly you didn’t feel the strong grip crushing your wrist.

“I think the lady said she didn’t want to go with you.” A gruff voice sounded in the little hallway with the bathrooms. You opened your eyes and saw a head of ash blond hair, red eyes that were narrowed in annoyance basically staring holes into your exes head, holding on tightly to his wrist. Was there smoke coming off his hand? 

“Right.. right sorry DynaMight sir. I...” He didn’t get to say much more before the hero was growling at him, gripping his wrist tighter. “You shouldn’t be saying sorry to me, you should be saying sorry to the lady, dumbass.” He ground out, keeping his eyes on the other man. 

“Oh.. yeah. Sorry Y/N, I’ll leave you alone.” Once it seemed that the blond was satisfied with his apology he roughly let go of the other mans wrist before finally turning his eyes on you. “You okay?” He asked, a little rough but slightly more gentle than when he’d been talking to your ex.  “Yeah, yeah I’m okay.” You shook your head, sighing a little and wrapping your arms around yourself. You felt a bit shaken up after this encounter but you didn’t want to let it ruin your night. “I.. I really appreciate it.” “It’s my job, don’t think about it too much.” The hero got out, a bit rougher than he intended. 

“R-right. Well thanks again.” You nodded as you started to walk back to your table, only to find that your friends had ditched you. “Oh nice, perfect.” You sighed, groaning at the fact that you’d probably have to ask Shinsou to come get you and he wouldn’t be happy about it. “Your friends leave you?” The same rough voice from before asked you, making you jump a bit with how unexpected it had been.  “Yeah, they probably all got too drunk and forgot all about me.” You huffed a little, not quite ready for the night to end but not wanting to sit and be lonely at the bar. You heard a loud sigh and looked back to see the man running his hand through his hair. He was too handsome for his own good, you could drown in those eyes, and those arms. Oh what you wouldn’t give to feel them wrapped around you, your legs wrapped around his waist with those full lips whispering...  a sudden snapping got your attention and the sound of the bar brought you back.  “Hey did you hear me? I said that you could come hangout with my dumbasses if you want.” He murmured looking at you with concern. You shook your head of your little daydream, maybe it was time to stop drinking. “Yeah sure, that would be great. Thanks.” 

So that was how you found yourself at the table with the heros, whose names you all learned rather quickly. Kirishima and Kaminari had vaguely remembered you from the ER, but you’d never met the pink hero or the sinfully delicious man that had saved you. You were quick to find out their names as Mina and Bakagou. It was then that you spent the night, probably drinking more than you should, exchanging numbers with the group of heros, watching Kaminari get obnoxiously drunk which ended with Kaminari and Mina dragging him home. 

So you found yourself alone. With the insanely hot guy that you were having too many thoughts about. You blamed the alcohol in your veins for wanting you to push him up against the wall and suck face.  “Hey you’re doing that weird thing again... you alright?” He asked waving a hand in front of your face. God his hands were beautiful.. “Yeah I’m great. Just peachy.” Laughing, you looking up at the man who was watching you with curious eyes.  “Okay well... do you need me to walk you home?” Bakagou asked, leaning against the brick wall outside of the bar, bathed in the fake yellow of the lights lining the outside. “Uhh yeah actually that would be perfect but there is something I need to do first, and we don’t have to talk about it afterwards. I just wanna know what it feels like..” After all you probably won’t see this guy again, at least not in person anyway so what did you have to lose? You grabbed onto his shirt collar, pulling him more down to your level. The alcohol was giving you too much courage but you did falter for a moment before crashing your lips against his. Oh they were so much better than you had imagined. 

He stumbled into the kiss, clearly not having expected it but he recovered quite quickly, his hand coming to rest on your hip and the other cradling your face. You were glad that he didn’t instantly pull away, and your lips danced together sighing into his mouth. He tasted so good, like smoke and caramel. His lips were a bit rough but felt oh so good. You wanted to give into other desires, the ex from earlier bringing back too many bad memories that you wanted to wash away. But if you came back, slightly drunk, to your shared apartment with a guy you were sure it wouldn’t end well with Shinsou. He could be a real cock block, but you were grateful for it sometimes. You didn’t want to make decisions you’d regret when you were drunk. 

Soon enough the two of you broke for air, and you instantly bit down on your bottom lip as you looked up at the man who had a slight pink tint on his cheeks now. “Well, okay now that I have that out of my system lets go.” You tried to make a joke of it, letting go of his shirt and patting it back down before leading the way. Thankfully he didn’t mention it and managed to get you back safely to your apartment, 

Little did you know that soon enough you’d been seeing the hero again...

~~~~~~~~ A/N: Wow okay that was a bit longer than I had anticipated! I’m sorry the writing is not the greatest, I’m still trying to get back to this whole writing thing and find my groove again! Anywho this is basically just setting the scene and getting things ready for the start of their relationship! Thank you for reading. (:

#Bakagou X Reader #Katasuki Bakagou X Reader #Bakagou x y/n #Bakagou x you #bnha imagines #ProHeros #DynaMight x reader

[fairy-geek-ackerman]

Hey~

I have a story uploaded on wattpad called 'Class 1a Visits Fairy Tail Orphanage'.

Here is the description if you'd like to look into it!

Class 1a visits Fairy Tail Orphanage. Otherwise known as Bakagou Katsukis home. Not that they knew that.

Crossover between;

·My Hero Academia

·Fairy Tail

Featuring main and supporting characters from;

·Demon Slayer

·Attack on Titan

·Naruto

·Haikyuu

·Hunter x Hunter

~·~·~·~·~

If you think you may enjoy reading this or are interested in trying please go check it out!

Wattpad account name:

Netherlands25

Fairy-geek-ackerman

Here is the link:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/279433823?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Netherlands25&wp_originator=e%2B6hRniYzGpx8yWKne2r%2BsCm064wkm%2FdbWfuWfeM98Ni8ckrnhU0UZbCe6GNIBYCe3%2FqhNIfpfgVO4YWfEVLq1BiuqQ5roBrmFBcQpBY7GBTlAGK8K0lXyrI32gImT8W

*I am also going to start posting regularly on here. I will post things such as

Gifs, wallpapers, pictures, etc. along with other things. Im thinking of posting oneshots as well. If i do I will definitely take request. Most likely rants will be posted as well...

I would post things from

Fairy Tail, Attack on Titan, My Hero Academia, Haikyu, Demon Slayer, Naruto, Hunter x Hunter, Akame ga Kill, Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai, Love Chunibyo & Other Delusions, Soul Eater, Kurokos Basketball

Honestly theres probably more-

I just cant think of them all rn sorry

I can for sure say tho that i will most likely post more of Fairy Tail, Attack on Titan- basically the first 7 of that list- more then the others

Follow if you think you'd enjoy this..? Maybe...?

~later👆🏼

#my hero academia #bakagou #class 1a #aizawa shouta #fairy tail #mirajane strauss #team natsu #lucy heartfilia #natsu dragneel #gray fullbuster #erza scarlet #wendy marvell #juvia lockser #demon slayer #kny rengoku #demon slayer hashira #inosuke hashiriba #tanjiro kamado #kimetsu no yaiba #nezuko kamado #giyuu tomioka #mitsuri x obanai #mitsuri kanroji #giyuu x shinobu #zenitsu agatsuma #naruto #team 7 #konoha #hunter x hunter #haikyuu!!

[kikikittykis]

(Y/N) and The Heroes

Summary:  (Y/N), Jirou and Momo put on a show

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

Characters: Kyouka Jirou, Momo Yaoyorozu, Katsuki Bakugou, Denki Kaminari and Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None except for a bit of light breaking up

Wordcount: 368

Note: 

Masterlist

“Hey you ready” Jirou said as you pulled on the giant boots to perform at Class 1-A’s Christmas party.

“Now I am” you said as Jirou handed you the microphone and Momo walked out with the two of you onto the stage all three of you getting into position to start singing. Denki introduced the three of you by saying

“For One night and one night only (Y/N) and the Heroes” The curtain started to open showing Class 1-A the three of you

“Super Trouper lights are gonna find me” “But I won’t feel blue cause somewhere in the crowd there’s you” The three of you sang in sync to the song from Mamma Mia

“I was sick and tired of everything when I called you last night from Glasgow” You took the lead of the song and swayed back and forth dancing to the music you saw the rest of the class watching you sing and dance.

“All I do is eat and sleep and sing”

“Wishing every show was the last show” The three of you had so much fun singing and then the song ended and the next one began. Jirou smirked at you sa you took the center singing Mamma Mia

“I was cheated by you and I think you know when” “I think it must come to an end” memories of what you and Bakagou had came through your head but you pushed through continuing to sing to Mamma Mia

“Look at me now will I ever learn I don’t how” “But I suddenly lose control” “There’s a fire within my soul” you sang your heart out Momo and Jirou waiting to join in

“Just one look and I can hear a bell ring” Momo and Jirou joined in

“One more look and I forget everything”

“Oh woah Mamma Mia Here we again” Jirou and Momo sang

“My my how can resist ya Mamma Mia” you looked straight into Bakagou’s eyes since you had broken up. “Blue since the day we parted” “Why why did I let you go” you came a little too close to the edge of the stage and fell into Bakagou’s arms he caught you.

“Hey” you said

#katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo imagine #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou imagine #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha imagines #bnha #bnha imagines

[violetlunette]

Shinsou-monoma

Shinny, I’ve talked about a few times, links here.

Monoma—I think he gets a lot of undeserved hate in and out of the manga. Yes, he’s a loud-mouth jerk at times, but you can tell that for all his bluster, he does have a good heart. And he’s always called out and is punished when he crosses a line, so it doesn’t bother me at all. I love that he’s willing to call Bakagou out and go toe-to-toe with him. For that alone, he has a like from me.

I really like his friendship with Shinsou a little and hope that Shinsou transfers into class B eventually so that relationship can grow. (That and aside from personal reasons, I think Class B would be better for Shinny.)

I dunno if you were asking about a ship, but I could ride the Shinsou x Monoma ship (Shinoma? Monsou? Shinmono? The cocky two who don’t like Bakagou?). Shinsou and Monoma can understand each other, have personalities that are just similar enough where they get along but different enough to be interesting. There’s just a ton of potential for the two.

#monoma neito #bnha #mha #monoma defense #neito monoma #shinsou x monoma #First date is the two talking smack about Bakagou #my thoughts #class b

[kaistarus]

Will You Social Distance With Me?

Pairing: Bakugou X Reader

Words: 2K

Summary: Quarantine and social distancing is hard, especially when you’re in high school and one of the only nights you look forward to is cancelled. You’ve given up any hope, but... maybe prom night can still be saved

Notes: This is for all you people that have gotten anything cancelled because of the coronavirus. My college graduation was cancelled, so we’re in this hell hole together :(

“I’m literally dying,” Mina’s face took up a majority your laptop screen as she whined dramatically. Her pink locks were pulled back by a silky hairband for the mudmask smeared across her face. Even in a global pandemic, skin care was her priority. “I’m losing my mind.”

“Wrong usage of literally.” Bakugou popped up front-and-center. He chewed a mechanical pencil as he focused on something off screen, likely doing the assigned online homework you were pretending didn’t exist.

“Okay, fun police.” You smirked. He sneered at his monitor and even though he couldn’t target the look, you knew it was for you.

“Whatever, you know what I mean.” Mina waved him off, falling back into her sea of fluffy pillows. “I haven’t had face-to-face interactions with anyone not my family in weeks. I’ll go insane before quarantine is over.”

“You should buy animal crossing,” Kirishima’s smiling face filled your screen as he held up a Nintendo switch. “I’ve never avoided my problems so easily.”

“Your grades are shit.” Bakugou said.

“Were they good before?” You tilted your head, looking at Kirishima’s videochat box as he focused at his lap where you assumed his Switch laid.

“Absolutely not,” Kirishima smirked. “But now I have Crimson Riot Land to disassociate on.” You weren’t entirely sure what that meant, but your interest had been peaked.

“Hey, where’s Kami?” Mina made a show of tapping her wrist. “He’s late.”

Which was weird. Kaminari was either scheduling their videochats or the first one in the call whining when someone was 30 seconds late. That’s what happens when you’re the most extroverted person in a group during a global pandemic.

“He’s on a date with that Tinder boy.” Sero stated as if it was common knowledge.  He laid flat on his stomach toward his laptop surrounded by homework he’d held off till last minute. You tried desperately to forget about the mound of your own homework lying nearby.

Your jaw went slack in surprise and Mina exaggeratedly gasped. Even Bakugou paused writing and looked up at the screen confused.

“Where? Why?” Mina gripped her laptop monitor and began shaking it aggressively. “How?”

“McDonalds parking lot. He’s trying to make up for Prom getting cancelled.” Sero tapped his temple with his pencil’s eraser as he thought. “They’re staying in their cars with their windows cracked to avoid the virus.”

“That’s… romantic?” You said uncertainly.

“It’s fucking stupid.” Bakugou snorted, leaning against his hand. You stuck your tongue out and he made a mocking face.

“I forgot tonight was supposed to be Prom night.” Kirishima leaned back on his hands thoughtfully. You wished you could say the same. You looked over to the calendar hanging to your left beside your bed that had today’s date circled in red sharpie.

“How could Prom King forget?” Sero smirked, placing one of his books atop his head and leaning into crossed arms. Clearly, he’d given up hopes of productivity.

“I wouldn’t have won.”

“Literally everyone loves you Kiri. You were the only person people wanted to vote for.” You said. An unconvinced smile spread across his face and your heart dropped that he didn’t get to experience that love or recognition. He really deserved that moment.

“I’m just pissed I spent hundreds of dollars on a dress I don’t even get to wear.” Mina crossed her arms. “I would’ve looked so damn good.”

You looked at your own closet where your dress hung uselessly in its plastic store-bought bag to never be touched. You were sure there was someone you could give it to who would make some use of it in the future, but that just wasn’t the same.

“Who fucking cares. It’s all a waste of money,” Bakugou said uninterested.

“It’s not a waste.” You said offended, but he just rolled his eyes at you.

You knew Bakugou felt that way, but it still hurt hearing him say it. Perhaps it was because you had the pathetic fantasy that you could have asked him to go and he’d have said yes. Or because you picked out a crimson red dress specifically because you knew that was his favorite color. Or maybe even it was because you’d been in love with the idiot since freshman year history class and filled your head that this night would’ve been the night everything changed.

It didn’t matter anymore. The night was gone, and so were your chances with Bakugou. You’d just have to accept things for how they are. Your friendship wasn’t bad after all. You’d take late night videochats over no Bakugou any day.

“It’s a monumental moment of our high school careers!” Mina threw her hands up. “We go through four years of hell for one night of fun and the chance at a coming of age romance scene.”

“That’s stupid.” Bakugou stated. “Who honestly cares about that shit?”

You furrowed your brow. It was almost too easy to get worked up when you were talking at your laptop. That and being cooped up in your house for weeks probably made your emotions ten times stronger than usual. “Maybe I do.”

He blinked confused. “What?”

“Maybe I was hoping for a stupid teenage promposal and awkward slow dancing and cute stupid lovey confessions at a waste of fucking money dance.”

Mina looked all too amused at Bakugou’s stunned expression. Sero’s eyes were flickering around his screen while Kirishima’s head was directly downward to avoid confrontation. You felt your face reddening as the seconds passed.

“I didn’t… you aren’t…” Bakugou furrowed his brow and looked more and more stoic as moments passed. You quickly began regretting your comment. Just because you had been looking forward to prom doesn’t mean you had to force your excitement on to others.

“Bakugou… I didn’t mean to—”

“I gotta go.” He logged off the chat and you felt your stomach knot. You hadn’t meant to offend him. You shouldn’t have gotten upset that he ruined your stupid fantasies.

“I should apologize.” You muttered.

“Don’t bother,” Mina waved your comment off. “He’ll walk it off. Let’s watch a Netflix movie.”

The boys agreed and you exited the chat to pull Netflix up in a separate tab. Although the others were vocal throughout whatever movie Mina and Sero had argued over, you were absentmindedly zoning out at the dress hanging in the corner of your room. You really hoped you hadn’t ruined your friendship with Bakugou over something as stupid as a school dance. Even if you had been looking forward to it for such a long time, it wasn’t fair to take out your frustrations on him.

When the movie ended you contributed as little as you could their discussion about what you’d watched and helped schedule the next big online hangout that weekend. When everyone logged out you took a deep breath and stared at the mound of texts and worksheets lying on the nightstand beside you. Reluctantly, you realized it was probably time you stopped avoiding the coursework you’d been assigned.

Thankfully, the moment you opened your Algebra text your phone vibrated on the mattress beside you. A sign that you were meant to procrastinate work one night longer. You slammed the book shut happily and grabbed your phone.

Bakagou: Look out your window

               You read the message over several times before wrapping yourself in your comforter and crawling out of bed to your second-story window. When you pulled back the curtain to peer through the glass your jaw went slack, and your phone fell from your limp hand.

               Beneath your window was Bakugou, standing in your yard holding a poster with ‘PROM’ written in black sharpie in one hand and a handful off daisies in the other, clumps of dirt still attached to the roots. He was dressed in a charcoal button-up and dark slacks, and his hair that had been a wild mess just hours ago was now tame. You stared confused for several long moments before hurriedly undoing the windows lock and pushing it open.

               “What are you doing?” You shouted.

               Even from the second story you could see his face turning red as he answered. “The fuck does it look like I’m asking you to prom!” He waved the half-assed poster around as if you somehow missed it.

               “I know,” you rolled your eyes, but couldn’t fight the grin taking over your face. “But we don’t have prom.”

               “It’s supposed to be symbolic.” His grip on the poster tightened to the point you could see it crinkling near his hand.

               “I thought Prom was a waste of time?” You leaned lazily into the palm of your hand as he narrowed his eyes at you.

               “It is, but apparently it matters to you so…” His scrunched up his nose and kicked at the ground. “Are you going with me or not?”

               You started to chuckle. “Yes. Obviously, I’ll go with you.”

               He looked almost relieved at your answer. “Thank fuck.”

               You smiled fondly at Bakugou who stretched his arms above his head before a frown overtook your face. “This is so stupid.”

               His eyes widened briefly. “Well, I didn’t have a lot of fucking time. I know the poster is ass and the flowers are from my yard, but it’s not like I can give them to you anyway so—”

               “No.” You waved your arms frantically in front of you. “No, you’re amazing.” You clarified and a small smile appeared on his face causing your heartrate to quicken. “I’m mean this.” You gestured toward the sky. “It just wasn’t how tonight was supposed to go.”

               “How was it supposed to go?”

               You felt your face flush. You stumbled over your words before deciding that he drove all the way here and if that wasn’t a sign you were meant to have a fairy tale prom night you didn’t know what was. “Well, first off you wouldn’t have to stay in my yard like this.”

               “That does make it a little difficult.”

               You nodded your head. “I’d be wearing my way too expensive dress. We’d get to take awkward photos and slow dance together and…” It was taking all of you not to turn away from his intense gaze. You urged yourself to continue. To finally say what’s been on your heart for years. “I’d probably tell you that I’ve been stupidly in love with you since Freshman year.”

               You gripped the windowsill tightly to keep your nerves to a minimum, but the cocky smirk Bakugou gave you did bad things for your health.

               “If we weren’t in a pandemic...” You added. “That’s probably how it could have theoretically happened.”

               He nodded his head and chuckled. “And, theoretically, I’d probably respond by saying something stupid like I’ve liked you for a while too. Maybe I’d try kissing you if you’d let me.”

               You smiled so wide your cheeks began hurting. “Well, hypothetically speaking, if that had happened, I probably would’ve let you.”

               “Yeah?” Bakugou smirked.

               You nodded.

               You both smiled at each other and Bakugou ran a hand through his hair. You’d give anything to sprint downstairs and out your front door to tackle this boy in a hug right now. Every nerve in your body was screaming at you to kiss him and the fact that you couldn’t was driving you insane.

               “Well, theoretically, if I were to ask you on a date. What would your answer be?” Bakugou raised an eyebrow in your direction.

               “I’d say McDonald’s parking lot next Monday?”

               He narrowed his eyes. “I’m not going on a date at a McDonald’s parking lot.”

               You pushed out your lips in a pout and crossed your arms. “No fun.”

               “Is that a yes?”

               “Obviously it’s a yes.” You rolled your eyes. How could he ever think you’d say no. Especially after tonight. “I’m just upset it’ll take so long.”

               “We talk every day.”

               “Not the same.”

               He rolled his eyes, but a smile dusted his lips. “I waited this long. What’s a little quarantine gonna do?”

               You weren’t sure your face could get any redder, but after that comment you were sure you had invented a new shade. He left that night resting a bouquet of garden flowers in your yard and a promise to see you in the distant future. You watched him drive off down your street, staring long after his car had disappeared. You rested your head against the windowsill, wrapped your blankets tightly around yourself, and continued to smile until the muscles in your cheeks ached.

               Somehow, your prom night turned out better than you could have imagined.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bnha imagines #bnha #bakugou imagine #bakusquad #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #mina ashido #sero hanta #mha #quarantine au

[yanderefreak1213]

I love your writing!! Could I have a scenario where bakagou has not fed the reader for a punishment. All she has to do is say she loves him but she refuses.

Ofcorse~ Not the best at writing for Bakugo- But I tried!

Yandere! Bakugo x Reader

“Why are you being so stubborn!” Bakugo had you pinned against the wall, nose to nose. He wanted to just punish you, hoping you’d break after the first couple days. But no, you were legit starving yourself because you didn’t wanna say you loved him. It pissed him off, all you had to do was say the three simple words.

This whole punishment started after you had managed to kick him in his no no spot.But you refused to apologize or say I love you. So he started with holding food, but now he was starting to worry. You weren’t looking good, you’d been living on water alone for about a week. He knew you could last a bit longer, but honestly he didn’t wanna risk your safety, the whole point in bringing you here was to keep you safe, somewhere where he could protect and love you.

“Because...It’d be a lie.” You muttered “I don’t love you.” suddenly dropped onto the ground hard, you were left alone for what seemed like hours before the basement door opened, Bakugo placed a plate of food in front of you. He couldn’t let you waste away,  but he said nothing as he walked out, he’d figure out another punishment for you.But he needed to care about your health first.

Bakugo, even if he’s rough about, really does love and care about and can’t stand seeing you so unwell. He’d never use this as punishment again.

#yandere bakugo x reader #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere bnha #yandere #yandere x reader