#ah domestic Bakugou

[hanrinz]

domestic katsuki & fluff, y'all have a kid, not proofread!based on the tv show 'the return of superman'.

thoughts about your husband bakugou katsuki on a reality show with your daughter taking on a challenge — spending a week without you.

how will they survive? how will your husband survive?

you were a little hesitant about this idea, knowing the two would be the equation of chaos, when left unattended.

though the thought intrigued you, knowing your husband was good- scratch that, he's amazing with housework and taking care of your daughter. you think he can actually manage to take on this challenge all by himself.

the first day without you, just messed up katsuki's morning routine. waking up without you by his side got him in a panicked state, looking around the room rapidly, seeing all the cameras set up around the room and then remembering about the challenge that he had taken on. he had released a sigh, seemingly relaxing.

[cc: seems like bakugou is looking for his wife, sigh. how would bakugou survive this? ]

it had you smiling, the caption had you giggle for a moment.

it was only six in the morning, he was up and cooking in the kitchen for breakfast. you think nothing could ever go wrong for katsuki, a wonderful cook he was. oh how wrong you were

you may have oversetimated your husband, it seems like bakugou had made a mistake once again, he had cooked too much food. still thinking about you while cooking, huh?

[ cc: habits do die hard ]

it was now the time to wake up your cute little princess, which also proves to be difficult. she was stubborn as her father, not really a morning person — he wonders how you even manage to get this little brat up in the morning?

without you at home it seems like katsuki have resorted for the issue to result in bargaining with your little girl for an ice cream if she behaved. you have never seen a more excited expression on your daughter with the mention of her favorite ice cream. you'll just have to scold katsuki, when you get home.

if waking up your little girl was hard, getting ready was far more difficult, when it shouldn't have.

by no means katsuki can tie his own neck tie, but it's not really the same on how you do it the way he likes. he huffed as though telling himself he just has to live like this for a week.

katsuki has a good sense of fashion, something he had picked up from his parents — it also seems his daughter had taken that from him too. she was only going to school and yet it looks like she's attending a fashion show!

[ cc: suni seems to be ready for school! ]

looking at the time from your wall, it was already 6:40? when did the time fly so fast?

his other concerns were now thrown out of the window as he fixed suni's lunch box and gathered her backpack, as they exited the premises of their home, turning around to the door last minute,

[ cc: ah, did bakugou forget something? ]

you realize what he was looking for.

no, he didn't forget anything, he could never. but, he was looking for you, again. like a muscle memory, turning around before leaving the house to place a kiss on your cheek. but, you weren't here and that just pisses katsuki off.

hell, it's the first day of the challenge and he already wants it to end.

◞♡ this was a rushed work sorry! likes & reblogs are highly appreciated!!

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[doodlegirl1998]

I feel really bad for Shoto and for how the narrative treats him.

He started off so strong in the Sports Festival only for it to steadily go downhill.

I can see him putting aside his hatred for his father so he can learn how to control his fire side, alright fair, it's not like there're any other heroes with fire control and it seems like most of them work for Endeavor.

But to have him wanting to be friends with Bakugou even though he's a mini version of his dad, any other writer would have Shoto hate his guts and steer clear of him no matter what.

And then that whole dinner scene in general and Izuku saying the whole forgiving him because you're kind... (Like I know that wasn't what Izuku meant to say but it could REALLY come across to Shoto that if he doesn't forgive his father, than he isn't kind) I just wish it could've been worded better.

And then from the War arc and forward he's just been made into a plot device in his OWN FUCKING ARC just to forward Endeavor's redemption.

Shoto was one of the more developed characters of 1-A, but he just been slowly fading away as time went on to where he only has the family drama and is only a plot device.

And that's not even going into the bullshit twist of Dabi having an ice quirk and therefore ruining Shoto's purpose in the story in the process!

Hi @theloganator101 👋,

Agreed I feel horrible for poor Shoto but also for Dabi in light of how this plot has turned out.

I'll start with Shoto since I feel like you have completely hit the nail on the head with how things went wrong with how his character and plot were handled.

I'll be honest, I still blame Hori for Shoto not completely diverging from his father's influence post sports festival. Fire quirks seem to be common (I.e Midoriya Hisashi and his fire breath) so why couldn't Hori have made another high ranking hero wield fire - I.e Made Burnin a fellow hero instead of an Endeav sidekick and had him learn off her? It's all to lock Shoto with his abuser under the guise of the "logic" of the setting and I hate it.

Ah the TodoBaku friendship. How I hate it. I agree with your points entirely. Logically, Shoto should loathe Bakugou for all the similarities he shows to Endeavour, for how openly Bakugou hates and mistreats Izuku and if not for any of that - for how he yelled at Fuyumi and frightened her. That should have had Bakugou evicted from the Todofam house, I mean just look at how she is drawn here.

Fuyumi looks so so upset and frightened, like she's flashing back to all the other times she faced Endeavour being aggressive and angry like that. It's upsetting to see. Yet Hori doesn't allow Shoto to be justifiably angry about this, to kick Bakugou out or even just to say "Don't talk to my sister like that." Hori has him gloss right over it in a very OOC manner. This 'friendship' Hori forces does nothing for Shoto and is only there to repair Bakugou's image.

As for the next point, Izuku's speech to Todoroki. Honestly I was upset that this seemingly sweet domestic scene where we could have learnt more about Fuyumi, Natsuo and Shoto's characters was instead forcibly being made to be, yet again, all about Endeavour. You gave a very charitable interpretation of Izuku's meaning there, one I saw a lot of Tododeku shippers believe or solely focus on the fact that "Awww Izuku said Shoto was kind!! How sweet!!😍" whereas I hated this moment for Izuku. If that was the meaning Hori intended he should have worded it better because looking at this:

I read the meaning as "because you are caring you're waiting to forgive him," the subtext that Natsuo (and I) took from what the narrative was saying that he was not caring because he can't forgive Endeavour. This is unacceptable. That could be coming from what was taught to Izuku as a child regarding Bakugou (it would have been interesting to have Izu go through an arc where he realises he was wrong about this - but I digress.) Due to the fact that the narrative treats this as the right and correct opinion so it comes across - icky at best.

In the war arc, Shoto was made into a device for Endeavor's "redemption", he lost his uniqueness in being the masterpiece because now Dabi is too and way more powerful than Shoto - seemingly! (Shoto's line "I may not have been able to stop the (Dabi's) attack by myself" while Dabi created all that immense firepower himself, while generating his own ice to save himself and Endeav, suggests this.) I hate it.

As for Dabi, I feel bad for him too. His bond with Natsuo was cast to the side in favour of his one with Endeavour. I feel like Dabi could have benefited from a flashback of Fuyumi and Natsuo playing with him while he's burning alive fighting Endeavor - and one of Natsuo and him bonding separately. Then having Dabi be like "Natsuuu! Natsuu come play with me."

Focusing on Dabi's POV while he is burning alive fighting Endeavour instead what we got would have worked better too. It would have highlighted the positive memories he had with his other family members and his mental state before having him double down on his Endeav hatred. It would have been more impactful.

I would have liked instead of Dabi being K.O'd by his families ice, them (and Shoto) helping cool him down. Then after Shoto employs some 'talk no jutsu' Dabi's fire changing back from blue to red as he finally calms down, maybe after killing Endeav, which Shoto would feel mixed about. No Ice B.S to 'justify' Endeav or his quirk marriage. The message should have been that Dabi never needed to be "perfect" to be worth anything as a human - giving him ice ruins that message entirely.

#mha critical #bnha critical #anti endeavor #anti bakugo katsuki #Anti Bakugou #Anti Todobaku

[bresasha]

Btw the request I made earlier

About the omega boys and alpha reader

I wanted it wholesome

Sorry if my request sounded the nsfw way

Thank you for the suggestion Wanglexiex! >:D LET'S DO ITTTT (sorry i gonna TodoBakuDeku as alphas and Reader as an Omega, i'm sorrrrryyy!!)

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Warning - ( please don’t judge me ha ha..) ⚠️Polygamous Relationship, Language, Aged up (17 - 20) Second Person POV.⚠️ •

This going to be Sfw, since I had never written Nfsw before. And really don’t know how to write those kind of stories…

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3 Alphas, 1 Omega - Hunt before hibernation (SHORT I SORRY-)

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In one autumn day, You and the Alphas Todoroki, Bakugou, and Midoriya is an the hunt for food before hibernation begins. But it's getting difficult to hunt preys due to best and hardest hiding places their can hide.

Jeez.. where the hell is the stupid prey!?! Bakugou growls while seeking super to hard to each spot.

i don't know.. what about using your nose. we have them for an reason. You said pointing at your own nose. Todoroki starting to use his nose to scent the out the scared and fragile preys. Wait i smell them, they are over there Todoroki speak quietly so the prey don't hear him.

Okay. Thank you shoto. Midoriya said quietly but calming then start following him. Tch- Bakugou said while him and you following them from behind.

Once You and the others have arrived behind the hiding spot them was hiding. Bakugou starting approach by running right straight to them.

RAUUUUUUGHHH! WE FIND YA'LL, YOU LITTLE PIECES OF SHITS!!

Thanks to Katsuki Bakugou. all the little preys, deers, bunnies, and more animals had spit up and getting away.

KATSUKI/KACCHAN!! The three of you yelled.

That was an dumb move Kats, it's was our chance to hunt them You said pouted while catching up to katsuki.

yea kacchan, we supposed to sneak up to them quietly, not running up to them loudly. Midoriya put his paws/hands on bakugou's shoulder.

YEA YEA!! Don't have too tell me. i was super pissed okay?? Bakugou saids putting Midoriya's Paw off of him

Awh it's okay katsuki~ you be alright. Todoroki saids while putting his paws around katsuki's waist and whispering his ear.

Sh-Shoto!! Not Mee!! Bakugou is blushing Awww Okay, ooooooh Izuku~ Shoto came to izuku, Izuku also starting blushing. A-ah sh-shoto m-mm m- mmm m-mm. Ahh Yes, here we go again with shoto. You said while smirking. mhmm. don't think that i forget about you y/n~

*Shoto peck your lips*

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You blush completely red and completely said. okay okay shoto you can do anything when we come back home. You said while hiding your face from shoto.

fine todoroki pouted cutely. making Bakugou and Midoriya more jealous enough to make an "HMPH" sound right behind You and Todoroki.

Alright you dumbassess, we are here to hunt. Not to flirt. Bakugou said domesticity but not in the abusive way. Yea! Kacchan is right.. besides we can't come home empty handed.

al rightly then, let's just at least some food that can last for an while. Y/n said. HELL YEAH and this time i well get more than Icy-hot!?! Bakugou before he bout to get ready to hunt. Let's see bout that Todoroki does the same thing that bakugou did.

READY SET GO- Todoroki makes his move and already hunting. DAMNIT! Bakugou growls before starting to search the food as fastest as he could.

Welp. Let's goo deku! You said cheerfully while taking his paw/hand. Midoriya chuckled and went right along with you.

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during the rest of the evening, you four continue hunting for food as much as ya'll could. Luckily (i said it because of Bakugou), You and Others have enough world that can last until winter starts. That's is when You cuddled with handsome and cute 3 alphas, Kisses and Sweet Whispers to your ear. Then fall fast asleep for 4 - 7 months.

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Oh yea! Todoroki got the most food. >:D

Congrats Shoto-

GOD DAMNIT YOU ICYTHO-

(THANKS FOR READING!! I hope y’all like it, and welcome to my tumblr~✨💛✨, Please send out suggestions and ideas on what I should do. It cannot be Smut or Nfsw. But Can be wholesome relationship scenarios. AUs can be Villain Fantasy and more!! Byeee have an nice day/night! 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

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[hwascripts]

Hello again, dearest traveller. Were you perhaps feeling a bit nostalgic? Ah, nostalgia is a wonderful thing. If you’re feeling nostalgic for my old works, you can find all of them right here.

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Domestic life with Hawks (Keigo) ♡

Hawks as a husband.

What Bakugou would be like in a relationship ♡

Positive traits, Toxic traits, how he is as a partner.

What Izuku would be like in a relationship ♡

Positive traits, toxic traits, how he is as a partner.

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How Levi is as a dad, how he reacted, silly headcanons.

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[coopigeoncoo]

The 3-Cs of 3-A, Chapter 4: You Made Faces and Terrorized the Cook

Chapter Links: First, Previous, Next

Pairing: Eventual Bakugou Katsuki x Fem Reader (it's a very long way off though)

Rating: Explicit. 18+

Tags: Mineta Redemption, Fem Reader, AFAB Reader, Sexual Harassment, Abusive Parenting, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Statutory Rape, Dubious Consent, Underage Sex, Underage Drinking, Domestic Violence, Blood and Injury

Tags are subject to change as story develops.

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Mineta Minoru is a perverted misogynist whose antics should have had him expelled from UA long ago.

But he wasn’t.

And now it’s your job to fix him.

May God have mercy on your soul.

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“Well then, I’ll leave myself in your capable hands,” Mineta purred before popping open the top two buttons on his shirt, sending you a coy look from under his lashes. “Mold me into the perfect hero, Pygmalion!  Make me your Galatea!” he screamed as he ripped open his shirt, buttons flying haphazardly through the air and pinging off the walls and floor.  You throw your arms up to cover your eyes, as though blinded by the pale skin of his belly.  

“Why do you always have to make this weird?” you moan forlornly, already bending down to search along the floor for the missing buttons.  

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Continue Reading below, or follow the link to Ao3!

Chapter 4:

You Made Faces and Terrorized the Cook

In which you meet the best teacher UA has to offer and Mineta becomes disillusioned.

Cobbling together a class schedule that met the graduation requirements of your previous school with the resources UA had to offer had been challenging.  The math course had been an almost seamless transition since Calculus is a universal concept that flummoxed Hero and civilian students in equal measure. And while you had liked your previous math teacher well enough,  Ectoplasm’s word problems that had you calculating how fast a room would fill up with water and drown a hostage were far more captivating to solve than anything your old instructor had come up with.  

But some of your elective classes that didn't have an obvious parallel in UA's course catalog, like Nutrition and Wellness, had required more creative solutions. Which is how you found yourself in the UA kitchens, a crisp white apron cinched around your waist while Lunch Rush stood helplessly by.

"So, you- ah; you're interested in...food?" Lunch Rush stammered nervously, his voice muffled though the tubing of his mask.

"Yes?  I mean, I think so?  I'm not really sure what I want to do when I graduate, but I thought that having some culinary experience would be good.  Everyone's got to eat, you know?"

"Yeah.  Yeah they do.  Have to eat, that is."  

The silence between you was punctuated by the deep droning of industrial vents above the long wall of ovens, pots simmering lowly on nearly every burner beneath them.  Lunch Rush drummed his gloved fingers on a gleaming steel counter before scrubbing the back of his neck uneasily.

"Look, I'm going to level with you.  I'm not good at- at this ," Lunch Rush sighed, gesturing between the two of you.

"Talking?"

"Talking, chatting, people.  I just- I never get it right.  When Nezu told me I had to take on a student I broke out into hives," he bemoaned, starting to scratch at the back of his neck even faster. "Oh no.  I think they're coming back," Lunch Rush wailed as he began frantically clawing at his chest with his free hand.

Eyes wide with horror, you watch as Lunch Rush pressed his back against the side of the counter and slid down onto the floor, hands scratching wildly all over his body as the exhaust ports on his backpack began to rapidly snap open and shut in time with his labored breathing.  

A panic attack. 

Lunch Rush was having a panic attack. 

What do you do- what do you do?  

Distraught, you turn in circles looking for something to help.  You spot crates of crystal clear glasses next to the industrial dishwasher and quickly dart their way.  The glass is still warm enough from the dry cycle that it singes your fingertips, but you ignore the burning sensation and shove your entire hand, cup and all, into the rush of water from a nearby faucet.  

Careful not to spill, you quickly return to Lunch Rush's side and press the cooled glass into his gloved hand.  It's only as you kneel down next to him that you realize your lack of foresight; you had just handed a glass of water to a man who had no visible mouth.  

The absurdity of the situation was enough to pull Lunch Rush out of his panic spiral; his hands stilling as they cradled the overly full cup to his chest.   

“Ah- thank you. F-for this. The water, I mean,” Lunch Rush murmured quietly, staring intensely at the drips of water that slid down the outside of the cup.

“No problem,” you say casually despite your insides actively withering in mortification.  

“I’m just- I’ll just put this down now,” he said, lowering the cup to the ground.  You winced at every drip and splash that hit his jacket or soaked into his gloves.  This was definitely getting a permanent spot in the reel of shameful events that replayed in your head at night.

“Okay. Alright,” Lunch Rush said, peeling himself up off of the ground with a grunt.  He offered you a hand up, which you took; his glove squelched unpleasantly in your hand and released rivulets of tepid water down your forearm.  “L-Let’s get to work.  People have to eat, right?"

"Right!"

It was a fair assessment to say that you'd survived childhood, but you certainly hadn't thrived. Your mother struggled a lot as a young, unwed mother and her long work hours resulted in you becoming a latch-key kid far earlier than was likely appropriate.   One of your earliest memories was of her showing you how to shut off the gas to the stove in case of an earthquake; the large wrench had been too heavy for you to properly hold and it had tumbled from your pudgy hands and left a deep gash in the soft pine floor boards in front of the stove.  She'd covered the mark with a threadbare kitchen mat and begged you not to tell the landlord about it.   

On the rare occasion when she was home, your mother had never been one for the domestic arts; she viewed it as a list of obligations that ate up her limited free time and did her best to rush through them as quickly as possible.  You didn't mind her spot-mopping spills in the kitchen with the wet hand towel after drying the dishes, but it was hard to ignore the deep pangs of longing you felt when your classmates opened their bento at lunchtime;  lunch boxes stuffed to the brim with lovingly shaped omelets and colorful fruit slices while you choked down leftover rice and a packets of soy sauce crackers. 

Home Economics classes filled in a lot of the gaps in your domestic knowledge, so by the time you hit Junior High you were proudly showing off the lunches that you'd personally planned, cooked, and packed for yourself.  By this point, you'd had years of practical kitchen experience under your belt, but that didn't stop you from being positively flummoxed as you stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Lunch Rush, helplessly grasping a potato and paring knife in your hands.  

"I'm…peeling it wrong?" You ask in bewilderment, carefully examining the surface of the potato you had been carefully skinning.  

Lunch Rush hummed in acknowledgment as his hands blurred across the counter, picking up a new potato and placing it down fully peeled in the blink of an eye.

"Yes.  And no?  Mostly no.  You're peeling the potato just fine, but these all need to be Tourne cut: seven sides and shaped like a football."

Sure enough, the towering pile of potatoes on the other side of the counter was filled with precisely tapered potatoes with gently cut facets.  

"And that matters?"

"Oh man, does it!  Some of the students here are, ah- very particular about their French food.  Aoyama has an extremely tender tummy and Monoma is- well, he's Monoma," Lunch Rush explained, his hands still an untraceable blur.

"I see," You lied. 

With a weary sigh, you set aside your failed potato and grabbed a new one.  

Ever since school had come back into session, you and Mineta had been struggling to find a meetup space that wasn't overflowing with students.  After investigating three different rooms on opposite ends of the campus your frustrations were mounting as your precious and finite available group time quickly slipped away.  It was this desperation that spurred on the following proclamation:

“This is ridiculous!  Let’s just go work in my room.”  

Theoretically, you knew that MIneta was training to be a Hero. You'd watched hours of footage of him fighting and training, but those recordings had in no way prepared you for the absolutely insane speeds that Mineta attained as he dashed with you across campus; his hand a vice around your wrist as you floundered along behind him.

“Mineta-,” you huffed, trying to keep up with his breakneck pace “slow…down!”

“Nope!  Can’t slow down!  We’re wasting precious study time!” Mineta said, managing to somehow kick his speed up by another notch and a half.  You stumbled over an uneven paving stone, free arm flailing as you attempt to right yourself.

“You’re…going the…wrong… way!”

Mineta screeched to a halt as he cast a confused glance back towards you.  “You don’t live in the dorms?”

Shaking your head, you manage to finally wheeze out a ‘no’ as you wipe furiously at the river of sweat streaming into your eyes.  

“Then where do you live?”

“No way,” Mineta breathed in reverent disbelief as he takes in the name plate mounted on the front door.  “You live with Midnight?”

“Yep,” you say as you twist your key in the deadbolt and open the door, motioning Mineta inside ahead of you so you can lock up behind you both.  Mineta quickly slipped inside and removed his shoes, making a beeline for the living room and emitting a high-pitched squealing noise as he went.  He’s immediately drawn to the collection of photos crammed onto shelves surrounding the TV.  You could tell he found the pictures of Kayama in the costume from her early career days when he began to sob and hold his clasped hands up above his head in silent prayer. 

Deciding to give him a moment to collect himself, you grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen and drained the glass twice before you fill up a second cup for your guest and plod back into the living room.  Mineta had moved on to examine the other photographs on the shelf, scrutinizing each one before pointing at one photo stuffed into a burnished copper frame.  “Is this you?” He asked.

You pass him the second glass of water and take a quick look at the photograph he’s pointing towards; a souvenir photo from a zoo Kayama had taken you to as a belated birthday gift one year.  You both had your arms thrown around the zoo mascot, a nauseatingly cute red panda wearing a pearl necklace and sunhat.  Kayama looked exhausted in the way that adults always do after spending all day keeping up with a small child; deep bags under her eyes and a ponytail that had given up hours ago.  You hadn't fared much better photogenically with your missing front teeth and prominent chocolate stain on your shirt from the sundae Kayama had bought for you in lieu of an actual lunch.  It was a terribly wonderful picture of you both.

“Are you related to her or something?” Mineta asked, tapping the edge of the frame curiously.

“No. Kayama is a friend of my Mom.  They grew up next door to each other,”  You explained, scanning the collection of frames before pointing out a handful for him to examine: a tiny Kayama pressed cheek-to-cheek with another little girl that had a neon pink bandage plastered across her forehead.  The same girls, older now, wrapped up in puffy coats throwing up peace signs and surrounded by pudgy brown deer.  The two of them standing next to each other in their brand new UA and Seiai uniforms, beaming towards an unknown cameraman.  

Mineta examined your mother’s youthful face, the one she'd lost to worry and adulthood a long time ago.  

“You look just like her.”

You smile through your wince. “So I’ve been told.”

“Wait,” Mineta said, throwing his hand onto the doorknob overtop of yours. 

“What is it?  Is something wrong?” 

Mineta was tense, his entire body stone-still as you stood in front of the doorway to your bedroom.

“This will be the first time I’ve ever been invited into a girl’s room.  We must treat this moment with the proper respect and solemnity it deserves,” Mineta explained seriously before he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and released your hand.  

“Okay,” he said, practically vibrating with excitement as he opened his eyes. “I’m ready.”  

You push the door open with little fanfare, breezing inside and tossing your bag down next to your desk before turning back to Mineta.  Arms wide, you gesture in a sweeping motion around the small space.

“Here it is!” you announce grandly. “My room.”

Mineta slowly stepped into the room on quiet feet, visibly wilting as he took in the empty white walls, the rows of binders on your desk, and the towering stack of unpacked boxes shoved into the corner.  He stumbled over towards your bed, slumping down on top of your lumpy gray comforter and dropping his head into his hands as misery overtook him.

“This isn’t what I imagined a girls’ room to look like at all!  Where’s all the pink?  The lace?  The casually discarded bras?” Mineta whined piteously, glaring at the jars of pencils and highlighters on your bedside table. “This just looks like someone moved into an office supply store!”   

“It didn’t make sense to unpack everything when I’m only going to be here for a few months," you shrug dismissively.  "Seemed like a waste of energy.”

Mineta, suddenly remembering who you lived with, was on his feet and darting out across the hall towards Kayama’s room in an instant. 

“Mineta!  No!  Don’t go in there!” you screech, tearing out of your room with as much speed as you could muster.

“I wouldn’t have to do this if you had a normal girl room!  This is all your fault!” Mineta bellowed as he threw open Kayama’s door and launched himself through the doorway.  Aghast, you watch him stumble over a carelessly discarded thigh-high boot and knock over a stack of gossip magazines.  The scattering magazines displace bottles of nail polish, half-used rolls of wrapping paper, and art history textbooks; sending them all clattering to the ground in a messy heap.  

“Kayama is…kind of a packrat,” you explain while watching a vase full of souvenir keychains teeter precariously on the edge of Kayama's desk.

“I don’t know if my heart can recover from this,” Mineta sobbed, rolling onto his back to stare despondently up at the ceiling.  “Next you’re going to tell me that girls don’t practice kissing during sleepovers.”   

You try to keep your expression blank, but enough truth seeps into your eyes for Mineta to pick up on.  

“No,” Mineta gasped, clenching a hand desperately over his heart.

“I also have some bad news about the lingerie pillow fights.”

“NO!”

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[summerlovingbaby]

Safe With Me

tw: domestic violence and mentions of abusive relationships

“Sorry I’m late. Chris was being clingy.” Y/N said, walking into the common room. It was usually empty on Saturday afternoons. People who had stuff planned were long gone and people who had no plans had gone back to their dorm rooms to study or do whatever. “We waiting on anybody else, or can we head out? “she smiled, digging through her purse, looking for her phone. “Ah crap, I left my phone, I’ll be right back.” she muttered.

Kirishima got half off amusement park tickets and bought some. Him, Todoroki, Deku, Bakugou, Denki were going. Her bestest friends in the world. The only reason Chris allowed her to go was because she had been getting extra clingy and he was getting annoyed with her.

“We can get your phone later. Why don’t you have a seat Y/N? Todoroki prompted, motioning to an empty chair.”

It was only then that she looked up and saw the rather serious looks on her friend's faces. They looked like they were about to tell her that someone died or something.

“Is something wrong? Did something happen?” she asked. “I mean, is everything okay?”

“Have a seat?” he repeated.

She reluctantly sat down. “You guys are starting to freak me out.” She spoke. “Care to tell me what’s going on?” Denki sat down next to her and nodded firmly. “Okay, what the hell is happening? Someone tell me?” she tried not to yell. Chris hated yelling.

They all just looked at her like lost puppies.

“Deku, whats happening?”

“I uh... we don’t exactly know how to say this, but... but uh-” he started to look down at his hands like he was nervous.

“Is he hitting you?” Bakugou snapped. It was more of a shout than anything.

“Excuse me?”

“Bakugou chill-” Kirishima started.

“Is he hitting you?” Todoroki asked.

“You guys aren’t making sense.” Y/N starting to stand up.

“Is he hitting you yes or no?” being asked again.

“I told you I ran into a wall!” she snapped .

“Really, you ran into a wall 16 times in the past. I have two days?” Denki spoke up.

“What is this, some type of intervention?” she looked around. 

“Y/N, is he hitting you?” Todoroki asked again.

“No, Chris is not hitting me. I ran into a door!” she snapped. “I am leaving.” She stood up, but Denki grabbed her purse, and her purse had the key to get back in her dorm, so she was stuck.

“A door or a wall?” Todoroki asked. 

“Both, I’m clumsy!” she yelled. “GIVE ME BACK MY PURSE.”

“Say it again. Maybe I’ll believe you.” Bakugou snapped. He had a knack for spotting out liars, and Y/N hadn’t told one truth yet.

“Give me back my purse?” she looked at him like he was speaking Latin.

This wasn’t working. They were pushing her way too hard, and if they kept it up, they would push her right back into the arms of that manipulative asshole and they would lose her forever.

“Take off your jacket.” Kirishima prompted. Y/N just looked at her, a bit confused. “It’s 93 degrees. You don’t need a jacket.” She shrugged the jacket off. She was wearing long sleeves. That jacket she stole from Kirishima when they were in middle school, for some reason it still fit her. “And your scarf.”

“I’m not taking off my scarf.”

“Its 90 degrees outside. You don’t need a scarf.”

“I get cold. I’m anemic.”

“You took off your jacket.” Todoroki.

“I’m wearing long sleeves. Now give me back my damn purse. I’m leaving.” She reached for her purse, but Denki pulled it away.

“You’re not leaving, we won’t let you.” he yelled, pulling the purse close to his chest.

“JUST TELL US THE TRUTH.” Bakugou shouted.

“WHAT TRUTH?”

“ IS HE HITTING YOU?” 

Y/N was getting tired of this conversation and just wanted to go home. All she wanted to do was go to the amusement park with her friends and now she was the center of an intervention. All she had to do was tell the truth and she could go back to her room.

“It happened once, he apologized, said it wouldn’t happen again, and it hasn’t. Are we done?” she extended her arm, waiting for Denki to return her purse.

“Y/N.” Deku didn’t want to believe it.

“My purse.” She said again.

“Just once, you want me to believe that.” Bakugou snapped. 

“It’s the truth.” She said.

“There’s a bruise on your face.” he pointed out.

“I ran into a cabinet.”

“A cabinet, a wall, a door?” Todoroki questioned

This wasn’t working. Y/N was this close to leaving, and the only reason that she was because she was looking for a reason to stay. Kirishima reached for the scarf around her neck and pulled it off, revealing a hand print bruise around her neck.

The room went silent for a moment and Y/N fell backwards on the couch. There was no way they were going to let her leave now.

“JUST ONCE, YOU SAID IT WAS JUST ONCE. I’M GONNA KILL HIM-” he yelled, but when he saw Y/N flinch, he shut his mouth.

Kirishima sat down next to her and grabs her hands. “Can I ask you something?” she doesn’t move, just continues to look at her lap. “You know we want to help you, right?”

“Can I go back to my room?” she mutters. She stands up and grabs the purse from Denki, who is too stunned to resist. She made it halfway to the door before anyone dares to speak.

“HE TELLS YOU HE LOVES YOU.” Kirishima shouts after her.

“He does love me.” she snaps.

“ HE SAYS HE’S THE ONLY ONE WHO WILL EVER LOVE YOU.”

“Shut-up.”

“The relationship started out great, and fun, and he was loving and sweet-”

“You know nothing about my relationship.”

“And then one day he hits you, and he’s so sorry after, and he buys you flower after to say sorry because he feels bad-”

“ He does feel bad.”

“Says it won’t happen again, until it happens again, and again and again-”

“Shut-up.”

“And every time you think it’s your fault, if you hadn’t made him angry or just did what he asked. And every single time he tells you that he loves you, that he cares about you, and he realizes that he can take advantage of you so he won’t stop.”

“ LEAVE ME ALONE!”

“And then one day he chokes you. He tells you it was an accident, that he didn’t mean to, he won’t do it again. But he will for the rest of your life.”

“Please-”

“He will not stop hitting you- choking you. And one day in 20 years you’re going to be at the bottom of a flight of stairs, and you’re going to realize we were trying to help.”

“ STOP.”

 “He’s going to keep hitting you, and hitting you and hitting you, and he will not stop until he kills you.”

“HE LOVES ME!” she shouts, tears fall down her face and splash on the floor.

“This isn’t love, it's abuse.” he says softly, picking up the hem of her shirt, revealing a stomach full of bruises. “Jesus Y/N.” he muttered to herself.

“He cares about me.” 

“Y/N he won’t stop, he will keep hitting you, over and over again, until he kills you.” he repeated.” 

“STOP IT PLEASE!” she shouts, covering her ears and collapsing to the ground. Tears fall down her face.

The room is silent and quiet except for Y/N’s cries. Nobody knew exactly what to do. Well Bakugou knew he was about to go commit manslaughter, and Deku knew he had some phone calls to make, and Denki knew that he was about to fry someones’ brains so bad that they wouldn’t remember their own name, and Todoroki knew that he was about to turn someone’s fingers into popsicles. But they didn’t know exactly how to comfort her.

Kirishima did.

“Hey guys, can we get a second?”

They all left, Bakugou mumbling something about manslaughter. Kirishima knelt down to her level. She was crying into her hands.

“I’m sorry that this happened to you.” he whispered.

“It was my fault.”

“Hey, hey, look at me.” he lifted her chin, so they could look at each other in the eyes. Her eyes were red, and her face was wet with tears. It was not your fault, and you didn’t deserve any of it. We care about you so damn much and we couldn’t stand to see you hurting.” he muttered. “He whispered. “I can’t stand to see you getting hurt. I just couldn’t.”

“Oh Ei.” she spoke and reached behind his head and pulled him into a kiss. It was sweet and warm and welcoming, and it felt safe. For the first time in a while, she felt safe kissing a boy. But then he pulled away, and he looked almost sad. “I’m sorry... I didn’t- I’m sorry for- I shouldn’t have.” She whispered, pulling away. 

She tried to wipe her tears away, but they just kept coming. But he grabbed her and held their foreheads together. 

“I want to kiss you so bad.” he whispers.

“Then why did you pull away?”

“I care about you so much-”

“I think I love you.” She whispers. “Like love you, love you.”

“I love you so damn bad my chest hurts.” he whispers.

“Then kiss me.” she pleads. “Please.”

“I can’t-”

“Why?”

“I love you, and I respect you enough to give you the time and space that you need to process everything that just happened.”

“I don’t need space.”

“I don’t want you to feel forced into being with me. You need to take some time to figure yourself out before you commit to something new.”

“But-”

“You might not want space now, but once everything calms down, you will need space to comprehend what happened. I’ll wait for you, as long as it takes.”

“I can’t ask you to do that.”

“I’ll still be here, for whatever you need, whenever you need. I’ve waited for 5 years. I can wait a little more.”

“Will you walk me to my room? I don’t want to be alone”

“Like I said, whatever you need.” he whispered, and kissed her on her forehead. A safe kiss, a warm kiss, and a welcoming one.

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Sweet Schemes

sweet schemes by Anonymous

"You can't stop me working on this," Izuku says firmly. "I have another pen in my pocket."

Laughter escapes Rody, light and whimsy as it scatters across the room. Footsteps pivot around. Ah. He's being theatrical. Drawing this out for fun.

"Oh, you mean… this pen?"

Shouto can almost see it now: Rody, dangling the pen tauntingly between them, eyes bright and a coy grin curling up the corners of his mouth. And Izuku, lips pursed stubbornly and stifling a smile he refuses to share.

Their dynamic is quite fascinating. There's trust there, tenderness too. Yet they sit forever in this chasm, caught in an agonising stalemate.

"Give it back!"

One night, before their next heist, Shouto pretends to be asleep. He soon discovers he's got it all wrong.

Words: 4971, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Rody Soul, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Rody Soul, Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Aged-Up Character(s), Con Artists, Heist, Bad Flirting, POV Outsider, Secret Relationship, Established Relationship, Dorks in Love, Banter, Humor, Eavesdropping, Belonging, Domestic Fluff, they're scheming hustlers, modern day robin hood squad and i love that for them, gossip tdbk forever, Falling In Love, Supportive Todoroki Shouto

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colors of you

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SIN6Oxk by KBstories "'Don’t panic', rasps a voice behind him. Rough, overly familiar in that eerie way listening to a recording of himself tends to— Hold on. 'Don’t... Gods, this is weird. This your quirk, kiddo? Ah, keep walking, we don’t have much time. Hey Nitro, can you hear me?' Kirishima. The speech pattern, the casual use of a nickname he came up with early on and never let go of... That’s Kirishima talking in Bakugou’s fucking voice." Or: Pro Heroes Dynamight and Red Riot walk a mile in each other's shoes. Words: 2426, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 18 of stories from elsewhere Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Pro Hero Kirishima Eijirou, Quirk Accident (My Hero Academia), Swapping Bodies My Beloved, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Slice of Life, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Post-Final War Arc (My Hero Academia), as in: there's a vague reference to Certain Events, They adore each other your honor read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SIN6Oxk

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Keys hit the table and the usual grunt of cuss words fill the living room of the shared apartment of Bakugou and his roommate [ ]. Hearing the angry blonde enter [ ] felt herself getting up as she entered into the shared living room of them “Bad day?” She asked as vermillion eyes glanced towards her concerned [ ] ones. “ ‘M fine'' The usual grunt filled the room as he pushed back past the worried girl. Frowning and used to this curt greeting of his from the last few days [ ] sighed and went back to their kitchen yelling to the blonde that she started a shower for him, getting no real response from him.

Bakugou and [ ] had an odd relationship. They started to live together because of the boys burning his kitchen on their day off when they all lived together. He told the others ‘She was the only smart one out of his dumbass friends and the only one he could trust to not burn his place down’ and with that the usual group of Sero, Denki and Kirishima moved out of his place and to the place beside him ,the group wanting to still be around the grumpy blonde. [ ] was used to coming over with Mina and the group being around before Bakugou asked her, quite aggressively one day ( Oi you're moving in with me, i'm tired of these dumbasses destroying my place on their days off of patrol) which is how they ended in this arrangement

Even with Bakugou being a handsome and very popular hero with ladies, he never had anyone over, no awkward run-ins with [ ] staying there, nothing at all. He rarely even left the house to visit the others unless he knew he had the time for it. Bakugou was dedicated , being the #2 hero he had little time for much outside of work. He refused to take brakes, no matter how much [ ] and the others tried to get him out hed huff and puff about work until he actually had fun at whatever function it was that he was dragged to so he could get fresh air

He'd been like this since highschool when she met him. Angry , confidence that was more like cockyness, a temper to be messed with, prideful and not afraid to speak his mind, good or bad. [ ] could remember from when she used to get paired with him how smart he actually was, but how he could also belittle you if you didn't realize he gave you backward compliments. She owns him over with taking him head to head on, in practice battles and in the work behind the scenes. Bakugou wouldn't admit it but [ ] kept him together, more than he let show on the outside. From bandaging him up after an intense fight, to letting him vent when he was angry ; [ ] was there for everything, his good , bad and ugly.

Hearing the showeer turn off [ ] continued to find them something to eat as the silence in the room was comforting. As dinner started she took his hero clothes to the washer, starting the load so he'd have a fresh outfit, even with him having multiples of the hero costume, he was quite fawn of the one that he had gotten during highschool, the measurements needing to be increased heavily for his now large size but that was nothing for [ ]. As a gift once he got his own agency she had repaired the old threads, even going far enough to bulking them up so they'd be less prone to ripping or shrinking. That was the one time [ ] had seen emotion flash through the stoic blonde before he thanked her, genuinely with a rare smile that blessed his face.

Soon though, she felt a presence in the room. Turing around she was met with those same vermillion eyes, this time the look in them unreadable as he stared his friend down “Yes Kasuki?” [ ] said as she turned back to the boiling pot of rice on the stove “What Are cooking?” He asked as he stood over the aisle to see what she was stirring. “Rice so far, do you want chicken, fish or beef to go with it?” She asked as she turned to the still staring blonde, his eyes wavering as she stared back at him “Are you okay Suki?” [ ] said again as he pushed himself up , crossing around the aisle before going to her side “You don't have to do this for me” He said as she ignored him “ So Chicken is fine?” “[ ], i'm not a child you don't have to keep treating me like one” Sighing the girl turned to him, seeing that he was hunched over the counter, stretching his back as she could see the pained expression as he pulled out the muscle “Sit down yeah? Consider this an early birthday present to you” [ ] said as he gave her a glare “That doesn't mean you have to constantly cook and do shit like this for me, I have two weeks before it anyway” “Katsuki, sit down and take the kindness i'm giving you and hush” Pointing with her stirring spoon [ ] shooed the now grumbling and fussing blonde away. Just a usual day in the apartment

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Hearing a loud cuss from the living room [ ] got up to see her roommate slump against the door, face tensed in apin as he ganced to the concerned girl “Shit, fix your face princess ‘m fine, just a bit of - fuck…- jsut soem pain is all” Reaching for the blonde [ ] helped him in, the larger male trying to hold up his weight as much as he could as she helped him to their bigger bathroom, sitting him on the toilet “Do you have any cuts or anything? Should we go to the doctor?” [ ] asked as a large hand sat over hers that went for his shirt “Im okay [ ], just some bruising and some little cuts here and there okay? Don't worry your pretty head about me” Feeling her face heat up she ignored what he said and started to help him out of his clothes, showing her a dark and slightly bloody mess of his rib cage. Wincing from the sight alone she started to lightly clean around the open wounds and surface scrapes around them. As she did he told her about the recent building that was destroyed from him using his blast too intense in one area like the villains he fought wanted him to. Another bad habit of BAkugous was beating himself up when he felt like he did poorly, which took a lot of trying to get him to let out. He would just overwork himself instead of relaxing and taking time to cool off and realize he wasn't the issue. “Any pain when I push here?” with a slight push bakugou hissed, eyes closing as she pressed deeper on his rib cage “Sorry sorry” Wrapping him up as tight as he could take [ ] stooped to look over his injuries, a frown on her lips “Stop it” Bakugou said, causing the girl to blink at him “ Stop what?” She asked as he met her eyes in the mirror “You're pouting. I'm a big boy thats what me being a hero is for i can take it , don't baby me” Her frown now deeping [ ] pushed his shoulder “Well you need a break , last week you were babying your shoulder now your ribs, im calling you in sick” Growling Bakugou went to sat something until he saw her face ; fear. She was afraid one night he wouldn't come home, that it would be the others telling her he was gone permanently. With a deep sigh he reached for her hand, pulling her back to him as he gave her a hug. Concerned and trying to come to her racing heart she looked up to those deep eyes of his, the same concert starting to fill them “ [ ]...i'll take the week off it makes you happy and rest, I’ll be okay alright? Just...please..I dont want to disappoint the one person who helps me even when im stupid and tells me what i need to hear without just agreeing with me” Shocked at his words all [ ] could do was rub his arm and bury her face in his warm chest, inhaling the smell of smoke and burnt caramel from his skin “Oi princess..” He rasped out as she just hummed , not moving from her spot. With ease the still injured blonde picked her up effortlessly and placed her on the sink, causing her to cry out. Slowly he let his hands trace her face, their eyes studying the other as he pressed his forehead to hers “Thank you..for dealing with me” He whispered against her lips as they slowly closed the gap between them, lips sealing in a soft peck. As soon as it happened it was over, Bakugou pulled away before he got too invested. Biting his bottom lip he gave her a lopsided smile, heading to his bedroom

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4/20, The day of the birthday boy Katsuki rolled in a lot faster than he thought it would. Sitting up slowly he looked around his dark room, the bright light of 2:00 am mocking him as he got up to go to his kitchen. Seeing [ ] humped over at the computer sparked the explosion heros curiosity. Finishing his glass of water she came over to her, seeing that she had one last piece of paper in her hands that strangely looked like….

“Are those my reports?” a deep voice rumbled out. Letting out a screech [ ] jumped, turning in the swiveling chair to an almost adorable sight. A shirtless and sleepy Bakugou was rubbing his eyes as he let himself focus on her “Uhm...well yeah they are. They're all done now!” [ ] said as she gave him a wide smile whined the blondes' frowns deeped “You did all of my paperwork?” He said in disbelief as she looked at her hands , picking at her hand “Well yeah...I wanted you to have a non stressful birthday” She admitted as he scoffed , getting closer to her as he wrapped his arms around her neck and the top of the chair “You're so sweet...too good for me….” He grumbled as he hid his face in the nervous girl's neck. Gasping as she felt his hot lips kiss the junction of her neck she couldn't help but lean over more . letting him absentmindedly kiss her all over her shoulder and neck, little ‘Thank yous’ spilling from the tired man's lips. Still following his same path he worked his way up to her cheek, basking in the little laugh she let out as he nuzzled under her chin. Slowly what happened a few days ago repeated itself, they were face to face as his still sleep swarming eyes stared back at her curious ones. Tapping her bare leg from her seat she moved as he took her by the arm to his room. Hearing her heart in her ears [ ] sucked in a breath as he flopped on his luxury bed, making grabby hands at the standing girl. Giggling [ ] crawled in the bed with him as he pulled her on top of him “[ ]....” He groaned as she looked at him. Licking his lips as whispering Bakugou spoke “ I really like you...You and shitty hair dont have to do much for me all i want is you…” He said as she gave him a wide eyed look, not sure she heard him right “Yeah im finally admitting it...ive had a crush on you for a while...i never noticed it until Shitty hair called me out for having a worse mood when that good for nothing vibrating little shit tried to steal you from me at the banquet” As the comfortable silence filled the room he spoke up again “ And i really...wanna kiss you….but im scared you wouldn't like me back...after all these years of dealing with my shit and how i can be...your like a godsend to me..” As he opened his eyes to her he was surprised to feel her lips press against his , full and warm. Slowly he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her in his lap as they kissed more and more, the kiss becoming deeper as she pulled away, whispering a soft ‘ I love you’ as he kissed her again until they drifted to sleep in eachothers arms.

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Co-parenting headcanons

Bakugou, Kirishima, Todoroki

Fluff, domestic, drama‐ish? not really

Bakugou

Great, just what Bakugou needed as he's trying to become number one – a child

Now personally he would've wanted to wait until he is atleast married or in a long term relationship with someone before even thinking about kids,, let alone have them in his early twenties

But it is what it is

Anyway, He either has a kid from a one night stand or in the ends of a relationship by accident. Either way he knows a kid won't keep a relationship together so he makes some boundaries and rules before the kid gets here.

He wants to make sure your financially ok to raise a child, even if you turn down his payments, he will always find a way to make sure your okay. For example he'll pay your rent for the next month before you can, he pays for your food of you go out somewhere, very subtle.

Communication is key– zero room for error and arguments here. He won't have his kid (s) being stuck in the middle of your problems due to bad communication

He likes to do things together when it's for your kids, he wants to be involved despite being a rising hero. Going places like to zoo, aquarium, movies, he wants an invite. But please tell him a bit before hand so he can book time off work,, poor thing has a tight schedule

He won't spoil your kids– well not overly

He sees no problem in the having the lastest gadgets and toys once their gonna be played with and taken care of. He doesn't waste money of silly shit

If something in your house is broken, he will fix it without a question. He writes it off as "a hazard for your kids" but really he just wants to help :(

Unfortunately, as the years go buy it doesn't get easier for Katsuki to refer to you as his ex, because in the back of his head he keeps track of howany years you could've been dating / married....

Will he ever chance his luck again? Maybe, if your still single when your youngest is graduating,, but if your in a relationship?

He'll hold off because your happy :)

Kirishima

Ah this poor boy

Last thing he wants is a split family, this guy always invasioned you both in a nice house with your kids loving life,, but unfortunately the circumstances have changed

I feel like it would also be a mutual thing that happened– definitely not from cheating or falling out of love.

This boy would happily drop everything for you and your kids, no matter the issue. Kid sick in school? Don't worry he's on his way, your car broke down? He is sending someone there now as he finishes up his shift.

No pettiness or harsh feeling on his side, but he will always have his heart strings pulled whenever the kids waved goodbye when it's your turn with them...have tears been shed? Absolutely– but their fatherly manly tears!!

Tries to make small traditions if your comfortable with it, e.g. bringing your kids out to eat on their birthday, "family photos" every few years, decorating the christmas tree (or whatever else your decorate in your religion/culture) ,little things that give them memories.

He hates when your kids ask questions referring as to why you don't live together. Even if its only a small clueless question like "can you tuck me into bed tonight?" Knowing you have the kids for the weekend...damn this guy will need a heart transplant before he's 40 at this rate.

Loves hearing about what the kids got up to at your house, if something new was added to the routine he will try and incorporate it into his, something like milkshakes on fridays or three lucky kisses before a big test.

Does he place red riot merch in your home? Pfft no– that was the kid! He swears...maybe

Does get a bit snoopy if your kids mention a new "friend" of yours, not in a bossy way like "you can't be in a happy relationship!!" 😡 , More of a "soo....who's the new friend?.." 😗👉🏻👈🏻

Will he ever chance a shot of love with you again? Depends, if your happy being single in a relationship, absolutely not because it's not manly to get in the way of your romance life,, but at the same time

You have his number *wink* *wink*

Todoroki

Oh no

The last thing this man would want is a broken family....like even if your on good terms it doesn't help his situation.

Now, he's an educated young man, so he knows about safe sex so "oopsie" babies from stangers won't happen. So I imagine you already had kids before you split up.

Will this man try everything for you not to leave? Absolutely, but if your reasons are justifiable in his eyes then sure, if it makes you happy

He will always be on time for pick up and drop off. Even to the minute to make sure the time is even and fair.

Always has your number incase you need to call him incase of emergencies. He would hate if you or your child got into an accident and he couldn't be there.

He wouldn't intentionally spoil your kids for attention...he just wants to be a good dad! But when you mention how your kids are always wanted to go over to Shouto's because he has the lastest video game and you can't afford it, he will buy your kids a copy for your house, no don't pay him back, he insists

His heart does flips and knots when its mothers / fathers day and he can't watch you with the kids enjoy your day. Seriously it's the little things that eats this boy up

Like how he can't lay next to you on christmas morning waiting for your kids to wake up to go open presents, how he can no longer hold you as you watch your kids play, how he–

This boy will forever be inlove with you and I refuse to believe otherwise. Shouto is the type of person to deeply fall for one person and one person only for life.. :/

Overall, Shouto would try his best to be the best co-parent he can be,, but also he won't stand for any pettiness on your end...don't even try it with this man

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General tags : @aomi04 @justheretoaskandread @rebekah-trader @veenxys

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[astralwaifu]

Bad Words

pairing: Bakugou x fem!Reader

genre: domestic fluff and sum crack

wc: 1.3 k

cw: this is a pro-hero au(both Bakugou and Reader), established relationship, kid, the little girl’s name is Masami (means “Prosperous beauty” /correct me if i’m wrong)

a/n: for @zuzu-fr and @katsukichu ‘s “Domestic Bliss” collab - i had Bakugou as a dad brainrot for some time and really enjoyed writing this

Bakugou’s heart skipped a beat when he heard the voice through the phone. Even after all the time spent as a pro-hero, all the missions and fights, small things like this managed to startle him. What panicked him was you finding out - why? Because he knew it was mostly his fault.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Bakugou! You and your wife need to come to school, we have to talk about your daughter!”

The chair was extremely uncomfortable for the tall and muscular man. Who even thought it was a good idea to make chairs this small and cramped? The usual exasperated expression settled on his face, as he watched the teacher in front of him. He hated this office, this situation and it was all visible in his furrowed brows and pout. It was so fucking nerve wrecking to just finish a long and exhausting patrol and be called by the school because of what? A minor inconvenience?

“Mr. Bakugou, where is your wife?” the teacher asked.

“On patrol” he answered bitterly. Lie. She didn’t even know about this meeting and that’s how he wanted things to stay.

“Understandable. However, she should know about this too…” She took a large breath and looked over her glasses at the two in front of them. “Your daughter has inadequate language.”

Two scoffs were simultaneously heard from the chairs in front of the desks. Katsuki looked briefly at his 5 year old. The little girl sat angrily on a chiar besides him, with an annoyed scowl on her face. Her red, bright eyes were half closed as they were throwing daggers at her teacher.

Everyone that saw the father and daughter could tell that they were related. The little girl was Katsuki’s carbon copy, from her spiky ash-blond hair and crimson eyes to even her slightest expressions. Even her personality and quirk were based on her father’s, the little one being quite explosive as the pro-hero himself. You couldn’t say that this bothered you very much, you loved them both dearly, but if managing one Bakugou seemed hard, two of them made it near impossible.

As Katsuki watched his little girl cross her arms at the teacher, he had a sort of deja-vu. ‘So this is how the old hag felt all those years ago… shitty karma…’ he thought to himself.

The teacher was a little intimidated by watching the two blondes in front of her. After she straightened her back and cleared his voice - ‘Pathetic’ being the thought that crossed both the father and daughter’s mind at that moment- she resumed her speech.

“It had been noticed that she started to use some bad words in class, directing them to one of her classmates…”

“Bad words?” the man questioned.

“Exactly. We however…”

“What bad words?” Bakugou had no intention to let her finish, he wanted to get home as fast as he could and enjoy the rest of the day with his family.

“Mr. Bakugou, I’m afraid I can’t reproduce what Masami has said…” she answered looking at the girl, which earned her back a small growl from her.

“Try” He loved to push her buttons, and his daughter knew. A sort of unsaid understanding settled between them - the teacher had no chance.

“She called her classmate a, and I quote, “shitty nerd” for liking a different pro-hero than she does…than you, Mr. Bakugou-Dynamight…”

“Everyone has the right to opinions, hers are just better.” Katsuki shrugged and smiled nonchalantly.

“I know that Mr., but that doesn’t give her the right to talk like that to others… I understand that your family’s profession…”

“Our professions what?“ Ah, he was getting angry. What was this extra trying to say? Blame him and his wife for being a pro-hero? For putting their lives on the line daily? Where was this conversation heading? Besides him, Masumi had the biggest smirk on her face, as she noticed the tiny spark coming out of her father’s fist.

“…your professions are highly exhausting and maybe you don’t always have time for…”

“You are insinuating that we don’t educate out child, are ya’?”

“No, not in a thousand years! Don’t understand me wrong! We all appreciate what you do, but you need to supervise her behaviour” she said pointing at the little girl that rolled her eyes.

“My daughter did nothing wrong! And if you think that I’m going to listen to some DAMN EXTRA’S opinion on how WE raise her, you are WRONG.” he barked, accentuating every word.

“But-“

“NO buts. We are not obligated to stay here and listen to you derogate OUR family. Masami, we’re going.” he said as he suddenly stood up, picking the girl’s pink bagpack.

“Mr. Bakugou! Please wait!…” insisted the teacher.

“No. And if you ever imply that me and my wife are bad parents, only because out daughter said a bad word, i’ll talk directly to your superiors. I wonder how happy they’ll be hearing that one of their employees denigrates a family of pro-heroes, that i have to mention, are both in the top 5. Good afternoon.” he abruptly finished leaving the office, holding his daughter’s hand.

“Dad?”, the girl asked shyly, as her father buckled her up in her special seat. “Huh?”

“Are you mad?” “Not at all” the man answered.

“You seemed quite angry” she softly smirked.

A chuckle escaped Bakugou’s lips, while he sat in the front seat. “I had to, I needed to make an impression on them. Do you think they’ll ever bother us again?” “Nooo” his daughter answered happily. “Exactly. Let’s just say I learned a lot from the old hag” he smiled as he remembered the exact moment his own mother did the same with his teacher.

“What do we tell mom?” The awaited question came after a moment of silence.

“Fuck, i didn’t think about that” Bakugou leaned against the stirring wheel, pressing his forehead against the black soft leather.

“Fuck” Masami repeated.

“Fu- mhm- don’t say that, bad word. We don’t want to get into this kind of shit again, now do we?”

“Shit” the girl laughed devilishly, looking at her dad.

Damn, this little kid had his whole soul.

“I’m hoome” you sang as you entered the door. It was late evening and you had just finished your patrol. “Such a shitty day, you can’t believe how many idiots I had to stop today…” you complained.

As you started to take off the boots of your hero suit, your daughter jumped onto you, hugging you tightly. Caught by surprise, you lost your balance and fell to the floor, still cradling Masami in your arms.

“Fuck, you scared me, baby”

Katsuki couldn’t help but giggle silently from the living room as he watched the loves of his life smile and laugh together. What if all three of you curse like sailors? You are a family, and a loving, happy one.

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[princematcha]

botticelli’s got nothin on you

autre titre: you look like, ten cans, of bounce that ass

bakugou katsuki x reader (no pronouns)

wc: 659 w

summary: you remind him of something, but can’t remember what. he reminds you of something, you can remember what.

contains: aged up domestic bkg, fluff, more cheesy shit because i like it, established relationship, sfw, reader owning a lot of scarves, cursing, sea snails and urchins

a/n: how tf do you title things i can’t do this. take this sketch of bkg suffering from the cold. also if u don’t like hyperlinks there’s a copyable link at the bottom. 

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI // 18+ BLOG // MDNI // 18+ ONLY

You look like-

Ah. You look like that one painting right now. Bakugou scrunches his face up under the scarf you wrapped around his head. What the fuck was that painting called?

“Bakugou! Come look at this little guy!” You’re staring at him and smiling. And pointing at a tide pool. The beach in the middle of winter was not his idea.

“If it’s another snail ’m not going over there.” He yells back at you, feet planted in the rocky sand. Katsuki fights the urge to walk over anyways when you look around pretending you weren’t about to show him a snail that looks exactly like the other ones you pointed out.

When you said road trip, he assumed hot springs or snow covered mountains. Normal winter destinations. Not a gray freezing beach, with wind that made the sand scrape his skin. Wait, fuck. You made him lose his train of thought.

“I swear this one’s really- Oh!” A harsh gust of wind interrupts you and Bakugou prepares himself mentally for you somehow tripping over yourself and him being forced to save you from the ocean. You wrap your arms around yourself (which is the opposite of what he had previously told you to do whenever you felt off balance), your long scarves whipping and wrapping around you in the wind. Why do you have so many sca-

Oh. That’s what it was. The Birth of Venus. That's the painting. Sandro Botticelli’s depiction of the Embodiment of love. But less 15th century Italy— and more you. Less naked, too. Though he swore he could see little cherubs surrounding your shivering form as the tide rose, water splashing harder around you.

You’re doing a little hop run over to him, avoiding the tide pools and all of the little creatures that reside beside them.

“Just walk!” He shouts through the wind, making his way over to where the rocks met the sand. “Don’t wanna carry you home freezing and covered in sea urchins.”

Bakugou warms a little at the sight of you grinning at the ground and slowing your hop down. You land in front of him and bring your hands up to his hair, lightly tugging it around. Katsuki’s hands are securely in his pockets to keep him warm, effectively preventing him from swatting you away. His eyebrows furrow and he’s about to ask you what you think you’re doing to him when you say,

“I kinda like sea urchins.”

“What.” What does that have to do with you falling in a tide pool and getting hypothermia.

You tug him down by the scarf, bringing his pink nose to yours and rubbing them together. It’s freezing and his skin is wind-whipped, but your gesture makes him all the more flushed. He pushes his face closer to yours, going in to kiss you, but he’s stopped by your hands in his hair again. Bakugou opens his eyes to see you with a dumb little smirk.

“Their spikes remind me of your hair.” He immediately stands back up fully, making you laugh. The blonde takes a hand out of his pocket to push your forehead away and turns around to start walking back to the car.

“Wai- wait up! Come back, please!” From behind him he can hear you jogging to catch up to him, occasionally cutting yourself off to giggle at your own joke. Lame.

“Katsuki!” You finally catch up to his long strides and he feels you trying to shove your hand in one of his pockets.

“No.”

You let out a loud laugh and rub your face on his arm; he slows down his gait a little so he can look down at you.

‘Venus is the embodiment of love’ his ass. His embodiment of love is right here clinging to his arm, apologizing and vowing into his elbow that you’ll buy him fancy new tea leaves, making Katsuki feel more love than that shitty goddess  could dream of granting.

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maybe rb or comment if ur in the mood, have a nice day <3

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[xoxo-teddybear]

Bakugou’s daughter brings home a Boyfriend

Bakugou x wife!reader

Ft. Bakugou’s daughter

Warnings: fluff, lowkey Crack, sexual mentions, small angst, cursing, Bakugou being such a dad

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

A/N: This is one of my favorite types of Bakugou. Domestic father Bakugou!! So bc of that fact, this piece was born. Hope you enjoy!

Bakugou as a boyfriend? Bliss. Bakugou as a fiancé? Heaven. Bakugou as a husband? Euphoric

Bakugou as a dad?.......he sure is something

Don’t get me wrong, Bakugou would be the ultimate dad

Baby crying in the middle of the night? Sleep love, daddy’s got it. Baby needs a bottle? He can warm it up with his hands. Baby’s feeling bored? Look at these mini fireworks in his hands!! Katsuki’s got it all

But that’s a baby Bakugou

Bakugou with a teenager

oOf

Katsuki’s teen will be either one of two things

His best friend

Or his mortal enemy (whom he still loves endlessly)

His 16 year old daughter, Katsumi, was both

And yes they loved each other very much, but they also got into battles on who could cook dinner better, who Y/N loved more, hell, when y’all came back from a restaurant THEY FOUGHT OVER WHO MADE IT TO THE FRONT DOOR FIRST

But this battle? Y/N might just let them Kill each other...just this once

——————————————————————————

“WHO THE FUCK IS THI-“

*SMACK* (thx Y/N)

“Daddy, this is Izuru! Izuru this is my lovely mother and that’s my shitty dad that I love so dearly!”

Katsumi definitely inherited her guts from the Bakugou’s

“Nice to meet you Mr and Mrs. Bakugou!”

Ah man, here we go

Silence. Pure, awkward, scary, silence. And of course Y/N’s nervous twitching HOPING that her dear husband doesn’t murder the green haired boy. As the young couple stand infront of the doorway smiling, the older couple is staring at them, one in nervousness, and the other in shock. (I’m talking Denki going 4 million volts shocked)

“Well.....Welcome Izuru! I knew you’d be coming over soon but I didn’t expect it tonight. It’s lovely to meet you,” Y/N ever so kindly said once she let out a sigh.

Her husband almost got whiplash from how fast he turned to look at her. “Knew?!? You knew about this kid?? And didn’t bother to tell me?!??”

“Well if I told you, you woulda stopped this meeting from happening ya jerk!” Y/N visciously explained.

“YA DAMN RIGHT CUZ-“ silenced with another smack from his wife. Y/N sure learned a lot from Mitsuki. “Please come in you two, I’ll start dinner.”

As the young couple sat in the living room speaking, the older one was in the kitchen preparing food. Well one of them was, the other was too busy burning a whole into the poor boy’s body with just his eyes.

*SMACK*

“Ow.” Continues to stare

“Suki stop that, you’re gonna scare the poor boy.” Y/N said.

“GOOD. I DONT WANT SOMEONE LIKE HIM CONTAMINATING THE BAKUGOU LINE!” The blonde dramatically yelled.

“Contaminating? Love, we don’t even know if they’ve had sex. I doubt he’s “contaminating” anything any time soon.” You said with attitude.

Bakugou just stared at you know with the same look.

“Hmph!” And turned to look back at the kids.

“HEY!” Bakugou screamed.

“Heyyyyy~” Katsumi replied.

“No not “Heyyyy~,” Katsuki began and replied with a girly impersonation of his daughter as he walk towards the couple. “I mean, HEY, as in have you had sex with this kid?” He sternly asked.

“KATSUKI OH MY GOD,” Y/N screamed as she dropped something in shock.

“.......Yeah, so what?” His daughter replied.

Y/N wasn’t even mad. She already knew. She could tell. Mother’s instinct I guess.

Katsuki was fuming.

“NOPE! NO! THIS RELATIONSHIP WONT GO ON! YOU’RE TOO YOUNG TO BE HAVING SEX!” The older blonde screamed while looking at the now blushing green haired teen and his rebellious daughter. And Y/N was just giving him this...look.

‘What a fucking hypocrite’ you thought to yourself.

“How old were you when you fucked mom?”

(ITS QUIET AINT NO BACKTALK)

Pure and utter silence.

Katsuki started stepping back from the couple while facing them and nodding his head. “.....use condoms,” and walked back to his deceased wife.

As dinner is placed on the table and everyone takes their seats, Katsuki can’t help but stare at this boy. Why does he seem so familiar?

Everyone just ate and talked. Grades, school, when did y’all meet, how long has it been? The usual. But Katsuki remained silent while thinking. And then..it clicked!

Katsuki slammed his hands on the table and stood up from his seat looking at the boy across from him. “What’s your last name?!”

Izuru was nervous because he was well aware of who Katsumi’s father was and how her father’s relationship with his own father was kinda iffy.

“M-Midoriya sir.” He nervously stated.

Katsuki saw red.

“DEKU?!??????!!!!!” He screamed

“Oh come on Katsuki! Like that wasn’t obvious!” You said rolling your eyes.

“There is NO WAY IN HELL I’m gonna let the Bakugou line be contaminated with Deku’s genes! Our family line only brings in the best of the best!” Katsuki proudly and loudly stated.

“So what am I?” Y/N asked.

“The best of the best! You were and are the perfect one for me Y/N! You know this, I know this, everyone knows this. And look at what we created-“ he was interrupted by his wife.

“A mini you?”

“A MINI ME! And who wouldn’t want that?!”

“Dad.” Katsumi said.

Now that caught Katsuki off guard. For the past 16 years, Katsumi has always been a daddy’s girl. She never called him “dad,” ew. She said “Daddy,” or “Shitty dad.” As Katsuki turned to his daughter he could see the look in her eyes.

“.......you really wanna be with this kid?” He asked.

“I really do.” Katsumi said while grabbing onto Izuru’s hand.

“...Ok then. You can be with him.” Katsuki calmly said.

Katsumi excitingly got up and ran towards her dad’s seat giving him a hug.

“Thanks daddy,” she said while giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Dinner continued on as normal as it could. Katsuki was just gonna have to learn how to let go.

Later

As the married couple got ready to sleep, Katsuki was hanging outside their balcony.

“What was up with you Blasty? I haven’t seen that kinda Katsuki since UA.” You jokingly said as you went to stand beside him.

“You’re not scared?” Katsuki asked.

“Of?”

“Katsumi. She’s growing up. She has a boyfriend now. That girl is having sex! She’s not daddy’s little girl anymore.” He sadly said.

“That’s what this is about? Katsumi growing up? Suki, this was always gonna happen. She’s in her prime teenage years. She’s 16! A lots gonna start happening.” You began.

“I know that but-“

“But nothing Katsuki. You can be scared of her growing up, I am too, but we can’t be so scared that we try and stop her. You just have to know that Katsumi will always come back to us no matter how old she is. And she will always, always be a daddy’s girl. Her entire world revolves around you Katsuki, but we gotta let her go at some point. We have to let her grow. That’s how the best of the best are made after all, right? It’s what we look for in a Bakugou.” You finished.

Katsuki couldnt do anything but smile. You were right. He knew you were. And he was willing to let his little cub grow.

“......You’ve gotta stop interrupting me when I talk.” He laughed.

“And you’ve gotta stop saying the dumbest shit in the world.” You teased back.

He pulled you in for a quick peck and just held you there in his arms. He was so glad he had you to keep him grounded. You’re the best of the best after all. It only makes sense.

“Daddy?” Katsumi walked into her parents room, unnoticed.

As the two broke the hug to see their daughter, looking a little timid, Katsuki spoke.

“Katsumi, hey princess. What’s up with you.” Katsuki asked as he walked towards his daughter.

“You’re not...disappointed in me, right? You know, for who I chose to be with. I’m sorry if I chose Izuru but I-“ this time, it was Katsuki who interrupted.

“Hey hey, no of course not baby bear. I would never be disappointed in who your true feelings pulled you to. I don’t want you to apologize for anything when today I caused most of the trouble.” Katsuki said while wiping one of his daughter’s stray tears.

“You know I’m never gonna leave you guys. Right? I’m gonna grow up but I’ll always want to have a close relationship with you and mom. I love you guys, and I’m not going anywhere.” Katsumi said.

“We know Katsumi. And we love you too. And we’re far from disappointed in you. We are so proud of the young woman you’ve become today.” Y/N joined in.

Katsumi ran to her mother and gave her the tightest hug, and Katsuki couldn’t help but stare at his two girls. His world. His entire reason for living. All right there in his arms as he pulled them in for a bigger hug.

“Thanks you guys. Well, I’m gonna head to bed. I’ve got a date with Izuru tomorrow and I don’t wanna be late.” Katsumi began walking towards her parents door until Katsuki called her.

“Hey baby bear,”

“Yeah?”

“Izuru. He seems alright. He’ll be good for you.” Katsuki admitted.

“Yeah. He really is. He’s the best of the best after all. Reminds me of someone I know.” Katsumi said while leaving the room.

Yeah. Katsuki will be just fine.

A/N: Sheesh. This kinda sucked but I did this in my literature class sooo....it’s still credible work since I was writing, right? Yeah..?....No?...yeah ok. Anyways, HOPED YOU ENJOYED IT BEAR CUBS🧸💗

P.S. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT!! And I PROMISE I’ll get better and produce more work. Feel free to leave requests!

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[touyasdoll]

Ghost!Katsuki and Ghost!MC mildly terrorizing the new home owners so no one moves in and they can have their eternity together with some ghost babies 💀

This gives me such AHS season 1 vibes, I LOVE it 🖤

Pairing: ghost!Bakugou x ghost!reader

Genre: a touch of crack, fluff

You hear a loud crash coming from downstairs of the home that you used to know well, but that now looks almost disorientingly unfamiliar.

And then you remember: it’s not your home anymore. Not really, at least. It hasn’t been for who knows how many decades now. Time has lost meaning in your domestic afterlife.

But it’s still your home in the way that it counts. It’s where your soul is tethered. The home that you and your husband shared for so many years. Where you spent countless Christmases and raised your children. It’s where all your best memories were made.

So you’ll be damned if anything else would be haunting these halls.

You hurry downstairs, seeing a smashed vase in the entryway and you scan the room for the culprit. Another crash demands your attention from down the hall.

When you slip down the long hallway, you witness Katsuki lifting another ceramic trinket above his head.

“Hey!” You quietly hiss, grabbing his wrist to snatch the bauble from him. “What the hell are you doing?”

“They bought this place, because it’s supposedly haunted, right?” He shrugs, picking up another fragile item from the shelf in front of him. “I’m giving them their money’s worth. Plus, I miss our bedroom and that extra snores like a motherfucker. I can’t take another night listening to that shit.”

He winds up again and you catch his wrist once more, “They have kids! You’ll scare them!”

“And we have two eternal toddlers wandering around! At least their kids have a nap time. I already checked, they’re asleep. They’ll be fine. I’m just trying to get that asshole’s attention. If we’re lucky, they’ll be gone by dinner. C’mon,” he nods to the item in your hand. “Don’t you miss when this house was just ours?”

You twitch your mouth to the side, considering his words as you look at him skeptically, “We had this house for 40 years, Katsu.”

“And because you insisted on buying a haunted fuckin’ house, we’re still here. Sorry I never got any better at sharin’ my space, princess. There’s only enough room in this house for you, me, and those adorable little apparitions we’ve adopted.”

“All right,” you smile, grabbing another trinket off the shelf. “Let’s run ‘em out then.”

“There’s my girl,” he smiles deviously, hurling the glass figurine in his palm at the wall.

#bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x you #bakugo imagine #bakugou imagine #bakugo #bakugou #drabbles #tw ghosts #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fluff #mha fluff #bakugou fluff #bakugo fluff

[katsbaku]

HEAVEN AND BACK

pairing: bakugou x f!reader

warnings: 18+!, domestic?, bakugou adores reader, unprotected sex, creampie, calls reader bitch once

wc: 1.3k

so soft, your skin is so soft.

bakugou feels his mind turning fuzzy as he trails his fingers along the inside of your thigh, his other hand placed sweetly along your hip. the soft sound you make when he grips your thigh a little too tightly makes his eyes dilate, eyeing you with vermillion eyes that makes you bend at his will. he adores you, he finds out. it almost makes him want to throw up. the cringe feeling erupting in his stomach when you roll your hips towards him, a little plead escaping your pretty little mouth.

“want me to fuck you?” he asks so simply, but the words make you lean closer to him, depending on his grip to keep you up. you sat so prettily in his lap, a cute skirt adorning your body. when you walked out of the bathroom in your small skirt with a sweet smile on your face, it almost immediately made his dick rise. saying you had a surprise for him, and him only. oh, how much he wanted to ruin you.

“mhm,” you nod your head and make a quiet noise when you notice him lost in thought. bakugou can’t seem to stop the little smirk on his face, moving both of his hands on your hips, lightly raising you up.

he raises an eyebrow, “no panties? just how desperate are you?”

your hands grip at his shoulders, “very. please, fuck me. i want- need you to fuck me.” you correct yourself.

bakugou wants to tease you more, make you beg for him more and hear the soft whines you make. but he can’t seem to deny you when you jut out your bottom lip. fuck, he’s such a sucker for you. he tuts, seeming annoyed or nonchalant, but you can see the small smile on his face as he moves his boxers down his legs and kicks them off. you stay raised like a good girl until he taps your thigh and instructs you to lower.

“ah,” he hisses when he feels your bare pussy against his center, “haven’t even fucked you yet and you’re soaking, hm?” bakugou tilts his head to the side, looking at you as your eyes scan his in embarrassment. “don’t be shy,” he holds your face in one of his hands, an egotistical smirk replacing his once angered features before, “you’re about to be filled anyway, don’t worry, baby.”

you wiggle your hips a bit, and bakugou drops his hands to your sides again and glares at you, snarling in your direction. you feel small under his gaze, but you also feel safe. bakugou would put your needs above his own, whether he likes to admit it or not.

“please, baku-”

“hm?”

“katsuki,” you quickly let out, correcting yourself before bakugou decided to stop being so nice.

“mmm,” he hums, slightly lifting your skirt and hovering your entrance over his cock, lining himself up. “can you take it?” he asks, leaning in to softly whisper in your ear. his voice is gruff, sending shivers down your spine and making you fall into his trap.

“yes, yes. i can. i always can.” you exhale as he slowly lowers you, “oh, f-fuck.” your noises are pure ecstasy, exhilarating him him further.

“so tight,” he groans. every inch he inserts makes your body feel more and more like jello. “such a warm cunt, all mine.”

when you’re full seated on top of him, you’re gasping for air and clutching tightly onto his shoulders, nails digging into his bare skin. bakugou has a bruising grip on your hips and you’re sure it’ll show up tomorrow and cause dificulties later, but right now it feels nothing but good. his grip is possessive, keeping you in place as your start to squirm.

“move, please?” you ask sweetly, and bakugou can’t stop from raising his hips up. your breath hitches, a breathy moan escaping you and your eyes squeezing shut when he starts with an abruptly fast pace.

bakugou hums, laying all the way back and bringing you with him so he can thrust more easily. his heels dig into the bed, his fingertips almost piercing your skin as he aggressively humps into you. it feels so good, he almost immediately found your sweet spot and you had been waiting all day for this. all day for his touch. all day for his cock.

“gonna take my cock, hm? gonna take all of it?” he huffs, his voice shooting all the way down to your core as he pounds into you, “bet you want me to fuck your pussy full, huh? fuck it full of my cum.”

you fall forward even further, whining as your hands go to grip the bed sheets beside bakugou’s head. “yes, yes please. want you fill me up.” you struggle getting your words out, but manage not to stutter. “please, katsuki. oh, fuck, fill up my pussy.”

your moans are so soft, so sincere and ringing in his head with euphoria. he can’t get enough of them. he can’t get enough of you.

“don’t worry, i’ve got you. gonna make you cum all over my cock and fill your cunt up. make a fucking mess out of you.” his words are so sharp as he lets out the prettiest groan you’ve ever heard. you’ll never get tired of hearing him, never get tired of feeling him.

“fuck, ‘suki.” his nickname rolls off your tongue without much thought, and this earns you a thumb to your clit, rubbing harsh and fast circles. “oh! my god, fuck!” you lower your head onto his shoulder, moaning into his ear and still clutching desperately onto the sheets. his cock is hitting your spot with each thrust, bringing you closer and closer to your release. you can feel him pulsate inside you, and he can feel your walls wrap tighter around his dick, clenching around him.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” bakugou’s thrusts start to turn sloppy, but still fast and rough. you couldn’t imagine him any other way, really, and you wouldn’t want him any other way. “gonna fucking cum inside this pretty cunt. and you’re gonna take it, fucking... take it.” he groans louder, before biting down onto your exposed neck, making you yelp at the stimulation.

“katsuki! g-gonna cum. fuck, i’m gonna cum.” bakugou groans, lifting your head up with the other hand that wasn’t abusing your clit.

“look at me when you cum, wanna watch you cum all over my cock.” he licks his lips, a lazy smirk on his face, “gonna take this load, hm? be a good bitch and take it.”

you gasp, legs twitching and starting to shake as you feel your orgasm grow and collapse, bubbling inside your stomach and snapping. “‘suki! fuck fuck fuck!” you try your best to keep your eyes open, looking at him as your pussy clamps onto him and rapidly convulses.

bakugou growls lowly in his throat, “that’s it, fucking cum all over me.” he licks his lips again, shutting his eyes and placing both of his hands on your hips, losing himself in the feeling of your pussy. “f-fuck! cumming, gonna cum and fill you up. fill your sloppy cunt.” his cock throbs as he thrusts one last time before you feel him shoot his cum into you, bottoming out and making sure he keeps as much as he can inside you.

you gasp as you feel his cum start to drip out of you and down to his balls, “katsuki,” you whine.

“shh,” bakugou shushes you, pulling you into a sweet, loving kiss that makes you forget what you were even complaining about. “idiot.”

you smile into the kiss, and so does he. “you fucked me dumb.”

“damn right i did.”

when bakugou slips out and quickly cleans you, he finds the content look on your face so adoring. bakugou wasn’t someone who was openly affectionate but when it came to you, it was like everything changed. he found himself turning a completely 180, and even though he still struggles to show it a lot of the time, he still completely adores you.

you sent him straight to heaven, and back.

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