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megukins · 1 year

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Naughty Mischief

𓆩♡𓆪 Katsuki x satan's daughter!reader

𓆩♡𓆪 genre: smut

𓆩♡𓆪 a/n: I wrote this trash a while ago so I'm sorry if it's bad. Also you guys are like 18-19 here and you participate in it too so your bf won't be the only one.

𓆩♡𓆪 synopsis: You tease the fuck out of you boyfriend during NNN to see how long he can last before he cracks.

𓆩♡𓆪 warnings: smut, dubcon, mentions of cum, dry humping, marking, masochism, rough sex, public sex

𓆩♡𓆪 words: 1.9k

You knew what you were doing was tormenting him. Which is why you got a kick out of it. You told your boyfriend about the challenge No Nut November where you go a whole month without cumming or masturbating.

You knew it was a lunch break right now, so it was your chance to send a bold message. You run to the bathroom, pull your shirt down a little to show some cleavage and stick your fingers in your mouth back and forth, sending a "I wish this was your fat cock instead." 😩 You shake with anticipation to await the hot head's reaction. Five minutes passed and still no response.

"The fuck is he doing, taking a shit?" You mumble.

You tap your foot impatient, finally receiving a response after around 10 minutes, which read "Wtf, you didn't even give a warning! Two can play at that game"

You roll your eyes which was typical of him since he's so competitive.

You've been sending your boyfriend daring messages all of yesterday through today, knowing the impact it had on him. He avoided making eye contact with you as it would only make it worse. His friends were worried about him trying to ask him what's up.

"What's the matter, Bakugo? I've noticed you've been avoiding Y/N. Did you two get into a fight or something?" Kirishima asks, Kaminari standing over his desk too to see what's up.

"It's none of your fucking business!" He scowled.

"Typical reaction from him..." Kaminari mumbles.

Mr. Aizawa walks into the class with his usual expression and monotonous tone.

"All right, everyone settle down. We'll be having a training course today, so get your hero gear on."

Everyone rushes to get changed.

You take this time to tease him again, which was perfect. Your outfit was quite revealing, almost more revealing than Momo's since your quirk is demonic powers and you're the daughter of satan.

It didn't help the situation at all. All the boys were staring at you, a few either having nose bleeds or blushing red. You always wore a cloak over your hero costume so they had no idea what you truly looked like underneath. The costume accentuates your curves.

"Whoa, I had no idea Y/N was that sexy without her cloak on." Mineta practically drools.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing wearing something revealing like that!?"

He wraps his arms around you to cover your exposed flesh.

"It's part of my hero costume, Katsu. Is that a problem?"

"Hell yeah it's a problem! Take it off!"

"Mm, what happens if I don't?" You place a finger on your chin.

"Then I'll fucking take it off myself!"

"And let everyone see me naked? I thought only you could see me exposed."

"Enough you two." Aizawa speaks up, you two break apart.

He then explains how today would go and what to expect from you all. Everyone had to split up in pairs. It's 5 groups because the number is uneven, Todoroki, and Momo, Deku, Mineta and Uraraka, Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari, Tokoyami, and Shoji, You and Bakugo, Iida, Tooru, and Ojiro, Tsuyu, Jiro, and Mina, and Sato, Aoyama, and Koda.

You two wander off in the woods somewhere, afraid you're lost.

"Uhh, Katsu? Are we lost? We probably should've stayed close by." You say, receiving no answer.

He shoves you up against a tree, pinning your wrists.

"Now we're alone. Listen here you little shit, I'm tired of your bullshit! It's driving me insane!"

He grips your wrists harder.

"Katsuki stop gripping my wrists so hard! The little messages you gave me made me on edge as well!" You confess, biting your lip hard trying your hardest not to look at his muscular figure.

"Look at me when I'm speaking to ya!" He grabs your chin. "This is all your fucking fault. I've had to endure so many hard ons and couldn't relieve myself because of this damn challenge." He spat.

"You don't have to do it if it's too much for you~" You tease.

You narrow your eyes towards his crotch seeing that he has a boner right now. He cups your left asscheek hard, eliciting a moan from you.

"I should punish you for not covering up, letting them see you like this. That damn nerd got a nosebleed and I saw Icyhot staring too. Shit, even Shitty hair had a nosebleed. I bet you enjoyed the attention being on you." He starts.

His large hand cups your other cheek, activating his quirk. You push your head into his chest to muffle your moans. He lifts your head up, pulling on your tail.

"If I were to just pull on your tail-"

"KATSUUU NOT THE TAIL!" You squeal, beating on his chest.

"So that is one of your weak spots." He gives his signature shit eating grin.

He rubs it up and down slowly.

"S-seriously, stop! What if someone catches us!"

"Then I wouldn't give a fuck. The poor fucker would just have a nice show." He says bluntly.

He continues pulling on it, enjoying the face your making.

"Ka-tsu-ki stoppp..."

"What if I don't want to?"

"Then I'll make you cum right now so you can lose this stupid challenge. Be ashame if that were to happen. I mean, it is only the sixth day." You say hoping it works.

"I'm not losing that fucking fast, if anything you are!" He retorts.

"How so?"

"Your sex drive is higher than mine! Your fucking horny every single time you look at me!"

"That's so not true at all!" You fold your arms.

"Oh yeah? Then look at me right now. Go ahead, prove me wrong which you can't, you never can."

He puts his hands on his hips waiting impatiently.

"Uhh I can't because um-"

"Because you proved my point! Every time I'm near Shitty hair and the others you tug on my arm so we can go into the bathroom to either make out or so I can eat you out!"

"What about when you want me to blow you hm?"

"It occurs every once in a while! With you, you always expect me to eat you out which ends up messy then they wanna know what the fuck I was doing all this time." He finally finishes.

"It's not my fault you're so damn fine."

You don't dare look him in the eyes knowing it would boost his already huge ego even more.

"That so?" He smirks, cupping your chin forcing you to make eye contact with him.

Your eyes shut tight not wanting to succumb to him.

"Fine you win! Asshole." You mumble the last part.

"Of course I did. I always win no matter what." He flaunts.

"Give me your hand right quick."

He raises his brow but doesn't question and complied anyway. You make him grab your breasts, tweaking your nipples and start to grind against his crotch, moaning.

"Fuck!" He nearly chokes, letting go of your nipples.

"What's the matter, my 'big' explosive king?" You say in a tone trying to sound innocent yet seductive.

"If you wanna make me cum, you gotta try harder than that, babygirl~"

He pins you against a tree again. He bites your neck hard to leave noticeable hickeys so they know you belong to him and only him. He discards his costume, yours following soon after.

"Katsuki..."

You look at him with lust in your eyes, licking your lips. He smashes his lips against yours, the kiss starting out passionate but soon getting sloppier and spicer. You ruffle your hands through his spiky locks, your tongues doing the salsa.

"I can't handle this shit anymore."

He bends you over, slamming his cock slowly into your asshole while pulling onto your tail. You hiss at the new feeling but then gets used to it.

"Wait Katsu, w-we're doing this right now?" You bite your lip trying not to moan.

"You need to learn your fucking lesson. The only way I can do that is by fucking you since your so horny all the time." He explains, speeding up his thrusts.

He flips you around to face him, placing his hands on your shoulders and rams his fat balls inside your pussy.

"A-ahhh~ do it harder..." You practically drool as your masochist natures starts to kick in.

"Tch, fucking masochist."

"Well you're fucking this masochist." You say back smoothly.

He ignores you, adding more force into his ramming. He rams into you at a more animalistic way, your ass, thighs, and boobs jiggling uncontrollably. Your eyes start to roll into the back of your head as you felt like you were in heaven.

"Fuckk me faster daddy~" You say desperately, knowing that got him for sure.

"I'm gonna fuck a baby into you if you fucking call me that again."

He rams faster, sweat dripping all down his face and arms. Your tongue hangs out, you end up moaning his name louder and louder for everyone to hear. You felt he was close, as he tries his hardest to hold it in, but ends up failing and pulls out of you quickly, his cum dripping over your tummy. The sight was too much for you to bare, as you cum right after him, both of you all sweaty and panting hard.

"Looks like we both lost." You chuckle.

"I'll win next year for sure!"

"Good luck with that... Let's hurry and put our clothes back on before someone sees us." You rush to put them on, admiring his nude body.

"Take a picture, it lasts longer." He says, eventually putting his clothes back on.

"I could say the same thing to you earlier." You roll your eyes.

"Damn I probably should've nutted on your ass instead." He cups both cheeks again, squeezing them roughly.

"Leave my ass alone!" You squeal while puffing up your cheeks.

You two were the last ones to return back to the location Aizawa requested.

"What took you guys so long?" He folds his arms, tapping his finger on his arm.

"We got lost and almost got ambushed!" You blurt out.

"Is that why you were screaming earlier?" Bakugo asks, smirking.

"Yes, it was." You glare at him.

"As long as you guys are back then everything is okay." Deku sighs in relief.

"It's not like anything could happen as long as Bakugo is with her." Iida says, relieved nothing happened to you two.

"What exactly were you two doing?" Tsuyu asks, curious.

"N-nothing at all!" You immediately get flustered at the memory.

"Judging by the stuttering I'd say it was something naughty." Mina smirks, nudging your arm.

You walk up to Bakugo whispering something that would get him riled up.

"Next year I'll go above and beyond, this was just childs play." You whisper to him, seeing how it's still November but it's no point since you both lost on the sixth day.

"Then I'll make sure to have you cum the first day!" He says confidently, everyone staring at him weirdly.

You hide your face in your arms from embarrassment.

"I feel like living under a rock for the rest of my life..." You groan trying to erase the embarrassing vibe you're feeling off.

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serotonins-stuff · 1 year

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Bnha boys at the beach°•.•°•.•°•.•°•..

(Part 1)

Including: Bakugo Katsuki, Izuku Midoriya, Hawks, Shoto Todoroki and kirishima.

Sypnosis: You go to the beach with your boyfriend.

Warnings : fluff, a bit segestive on Kiris

(Oneshot+ scenario!!!!)

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Bakugo

Always finds a way to surprise you, which makes the day even better.

Makes sure to drench you in sunscreen before you set foot on the beach.

He's very prepared, like a full on beach bag and picnic basket prepared

If he's not in the mood to swim he'll sit on a beach towel and guard you from afar, with sunglasses just to make sure a creepy dude doesn't get a bright idea. He's blowin their ass up if anyone tries to mess with his girl.

Will only swim if he's in the mood to.

When he is in a mood to swim he's the type to try racing you to the furthest part of the ocean net.

Will purposefully slow down when racing you, so you can at least have 1 win. But Obviously won't let you get more points than him

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"I won!" You panted when you reached the ocean net.

You had to challenge Katsuki to a race. Well.... races considering you've had a total of 10 and won none of them until now. Even if Katsuki won the other 9, flexing your little victory was very much necessary.

"Take that loser!" You cackled, making him huff a breath of amusement.

"Loser?"

"Yeah," you lifted your head with confidence. "I must be a real badass if I beat the King explosion murder at swimming."

"Are you challenging me to another round?" He sneered, already knowing your answer. You don't even know how but by some miracle you won. Maybe he was out of breath or his arms got tired, either way, a win is a win.

"Not a chance" you turned the offer down. Already making your way back to shore, but slowed down because Bakugo decided to swim backward right in front of you. He was facing you with a smug expression on his face.

"I think you're just scared I'll get 10points"

You rolled your eyes at his statement, a smile making its way onto your lips when you suddenly came up with an idea. As soon as he opened his mouth to say another word, you splashed a whole wad of water onto his face. Temporarily blinding him while you made your escape.

"The hell?!" He shouted as you swam away, giggling at how easy it was to escape his wrath. Just as you reached a part when your feet finally touched the ground, your boyfriend's voice could be heard along with violent splashing. He was coming your way, and fast.

You stopped when he finally went silent, Confused.

"Giving up already Kaccha-" you were cut off when strong hands lifted you from underwater, hoisting your thighs on either side of his hips.

He kept your legs on his lap and laughed victoriously.

"You thought you were going to win that easily babe?" He smirked while you tried to pull away from him.

"You're a pain you know that?" You joked, landing a soft kiss to his grinning lips

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Kirishima

Keeps you entertained, whether it be with food, affection or his nonstop rambling.

Takes a lot of selfies with you.

Isn't aware of the fact that he follows you everywhere in a cute way ofc. Are you going to the bathroom? He's going too. Are you throwing away your trash? He's going too.

He'll be so deep in conversation with you that he once almost walked into the women's bathroom with you

There is a lot of food involved with this man, wouldn't mind spoiling you to every food truck in sight.

Wants to try swimming to the deep side so he can see a shark.

This man is really just happy to be there with you, he'll stand in the shallow water with you to just admire the view.

Literally can't stop looking at you, and emphasizing how beautiful you are in your bathing suit.

A tease >>

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"You should try this one" Kiri muffled while handing out the snack for you to taste "It's better than the other one we had"

He reached the food over to your lips, and you took a generous bite. The flavors instantly melt in your mouth

"Woahh" you hummed in delight.

"I know right?!" He cheered, going on about the different seasonings and textures, till he spotted some food on your top lip "Wait babe you got a little something on your lip"

You were about to reach over to wipe it off but the sudden pressure of Kirishima's lips on yours kept you paralyzed. It was quick, and he went back to talking about the different flavors again. Acting like nothing happened just now.

You were so flustered from the unexpected movement, but the needy side of you needed to see that again. So while he wasn't looking, you put some of the sweet treats he was eating all over your top lip. Hoping he would give you another one of those kisses.

When he looked up again he chuckled at the sight before him.

How were you so damn cute?

"If you wanted a kiss you could have just said so babe" he leaned towards you teasingly. Instead of a kiss being planted on your lips, it was a hand instead. You were visibly disappointed he wiped the dessert off of your lips with his hand

He sucked the remaining food off his fingers and continued eating, chuckling at your reaction.

You were tired of how normal he was acting. He was amused because he just wanted to hear you ask him for a kiss.

You weren't going to boost his cute little ego by doing that so instead you pulled him roughly by the shoulders and gave him an abrupt yet intense kiss.

He was breathless by the time you pulled away and confused at why you didn't carry on. He waited for a bigger kiss but it never came. Your eyes were glued to the ocean and you acted as if nothing happened.

"That's not fair" the redhead whined, leaning into you but you dodged his advance.

"If you wanted a kiss you could just said-" you didn't even get to finish your sentence she his plan gripped either side of your cheeks and kissed you.

"Since when do I need permission to kiss my girlfriend?"

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Todoroki Shoto

Going to the beach with him is calm and relaxing.

Honestly just like to stare at the ocean with you and take a walk on the sand where the waves tickle your feet

Gives the BEST massages

Prinses treatment? .yes

You guys go looking for seashells to add to your collection.

Can't stop looking at you like you're the most beautiful person on the Planet

You guys could literally talk about ANYTHING and it wouldn't be weird.

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"Hey sho?"

"Yes love?"

"Look how pretty this seashell is!" You said excitedly, handing it to him so he could examine it. He held it up to the sky, letting the sunlight pass through it while tilting it side to side. The seashell was very small yet had a nice brown marble pattern.

"It's beautiful" he said in awe.

"I know right?" You joined him, observing the seashell on a deeper level. "We should add it to our collecti-"

You were cut off when he suddenly put the shell to your chest. "It would look beautiful on you."

A grin made its way onto your face when he said that. His sweet words warmed your chest. So was he admiring it this time because he was thinking of how it would look on you?

At some point throughout your beach date, Shoto told you he was going to the bathroom but instead came back with a necklace of the seashell you picked up earlier.

"For you my love" he said coming up behind you to tie it behind your neck.

"Shoto you didn't have to!" you turned around to hug him quickly, which he gladly returned. "How did you even do this?"

The seashell was now encased in reasin, and it had never looked so beautiful before.

"I got someone from one of the stalls to make it for me

"Thank you Shoto" you said looking straight into his eyes, giving him a peck on tge lips "This really means a lot"

"Anything for you"

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Hawks

Flies you around until he find the perfect place to watch the most beautiful sunset.

Knows all the beautiful places to go.

Uses his wings to make big sand castles for some of the little kids on the beach.

Makes himself a sand mermaid tail and asks you if he looks cute.

Absolutely refuses to get his wings wet in the water.

I feel like he would be warrry of the ocean, not terrified of it or anything but just comes up with excuses not to get in.

If you tease him while he's flying you he'll have what I like to call "engine faliure"

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"It's beautiful" you gawked in awe, staring into the ocean as various dolphins dove around. Keigo had given you a piggyback ride while flying to show you the wonders of nature. Wonders that nobody else has the chance to see. Currently, he was flying you over the ocean where all the marine creatures came into view.

"I know right?" He said lowering you both a bit so you could stick your hand into the golden ocean. Just then, a dolphin glided on your palm. Making you yelp in surprise and your boyfriend laughed.

Eventually, the air around you both dissolved into a comfortable silence.

The sun was setting into a beautiful deep orange. Its light cascades so gently onto the shimmering sea.

"How many time do you come here?"

"I've only been here once, and I knew I just had to bring you." he rubbed your legs soothingly. "Just to see that smile"

"Thank you Keigo" you thanked attacking the back of his head with kisses. Causing him to wobble in the air.

"Distracting your pilot isn't a good idea baby"

"Well why not?"

"Because then there will be an engine failure"

"What's an-"you were cut off with sudden power if wind hitting your face. Keigo diving downwards rapidly.

"KEIGO!" you yelled at him, clutching tightly onto his clothes for support, and closed your eyes to brace for impact. All you heard was his chuckles of amusement as he stretched out his wings last minute. His wings cause the water around you to splash. You knew he wouldn't dive in, not when he wouldn't want to get his wings wet anyway.

"Now that" he started going hightmer up into the air "Is what we call engine failure""

"You're so silly"

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A/n

Who would you like to see in part 2??? 👀

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dirty-bong-water666 · 7 months

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𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓? ♡︎ 𝑆.𝐴𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑤𝑎 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 || sᴍᴜᴛ

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘶𝘱-𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘸𝘢 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥. 𝘔𝘺 @ 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺_𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘨_𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳666

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 /𝙨𝙚𝙭/ /𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜/ /𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙥/ !𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 18! /𝙖𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙝𝙤𝙡/ /𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙭𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩/ /𝙥𝙞𝙫/ /𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨/

"Yo, Y/n, wanna go clubbing with me tonight?" My best friend Mina asked.

"Of course!" I shout.

Now I was standing infront of my body length mirror examining my tight black mini dress. It had no sleeves and fit my curves perfectly. I smiled at the look. I also had did some purple eye makeup.

I heard a knock at my room door. I smiled and grabbed my white purse and black heels. Quickly putting thoes on. I open the door revealing Mina, her boyfriend, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, and Bakugo. "We ready to go?" I ask happily.

"Hell yea, we are!" Denki cheered. I laughed lightly.

"Damn, you look fine as hell Y/n! If I wasn't dating Kiri I would totally date you." Mina complimented. Kirishima gave her a shocked looked. While I laughed. Bakugo just grunted.

We made our way to Sero's car. "So Mina you good with sitting on Kirishima's lap the whole time?" Asked our Hispanic friend. Mina nodded. We all got in the car. I jumped to the passenger side before Bakugo could. I saw him roll his eyes and get in the back.

"Hey, Bakugo?" I asked turning to face the said blonde.

"What, weirdo?" He grumbled.

"I thought you didn't like drinking? So why are you here?" I asked him. He doesn't drink cause he doesn't like the hangover. Instead he gets stoned out of his mind.

"To drive your asses back to the dorms." He grumbled. I nodded and turned back to the front.

When we got to the large club we noticed how packed it was. People were dancing and drinking. I smiled and ran to the bar. "Five tequila shots!" I say to the bartender. He nods and lays out five glasses and begins to pour the liquid.

"Oh, are one of thoes for me?" Denki asked trying to snatch one away from me. I slapped his hand in response.

"No, bitch get your own. Mina come time me!" I shouted at the pink girl. She ran over to me opening her phone quickly.

"1...2...3!" She yelled. I took the signal to begin downing all the shots. In 16.23 seconds I downed all of them.

"New record!" I cheered. I held up my hands for her to high five. She did and ordered herself a drink. I continued to order tequila shots.

Soon enough I was plastered. I was dancing with Mina and Denki. Denki was a lightweight so it didn't take for him to get drunk as well.

We were soon got tired of the dancing though and went back to the others. "Yo!" I greeted taking a seat beside Bakugo. He rolled his eyes at my state.

"Is that Mr. Aizawa!" Denki said while pointing in the direction of the our lazy teacher. He was at the bar drinking what seemed to be whisky.

"Oh, yeah he came in a little after you guys started dancing." Sero replied. He was well drunk now.

"He has had at least five whisky's now." Kirishima added. I looked at our teacher resting my elbow on the table and my head on my hand.

"Y/n." Mina said sweetly.

"What?" I asked looking at her skeptically.

"Go and ask Aizawa to dance with you. I wanna see how he reacts." She said laughing. Most likely joking. But I took it as a challenge.

"Ok!" I replied getting up. I saw the groups eyes widen at my response. I swayed my hips as I walked over to our teacher. "Hi, Mr. Aizawa!" I said sweetly while taking a seat next him. I crossed my legs and faced him.

"L/n, wasn't expecting to see my students here. Also outside of class call me Shota." He replied. He took another swig of his whisky. His eyes were lazier then ever and I could tell he was either tipsy or drunk. I smirked. Maybe it was gonna be easier then I thought.

"Then call me Y/n. But, I was wondering if you wanted to dance with me?" I asked the older male. My voice stayed in its sweet tone.

"Ok." He replied. My eyes widened a bit shocked at his almost immediate agreement. Before he stood he chugged the rest of his drink.

Aizawa took my hand. He led us to the pool of people dancing in the middle of the room. The music was loud as we got closer. He wasn't much of a dancer but I did see the slight smirk upon his lips when I swayed my hips. Soon enough I was grinding against the man. His hands against my hips.

"Why don't we get out of here, Y/n." He whispered into my ear. I felt a blush crawl up my neck to my face.

"Sure." I smiled. He took my hand and led me to the bar quickly paying for both our tabs and leaving shortly after.

His car was an old vintage 67 impala in the color black. Aizawa opened the passenger door for me. I slipped into the old car. He walked around to the other side getting in himself.

Aizawa's hand laid on my thigh as we drove. I could feel it inching it's way up to the hem of my dress. When we arrived, Aizawa, quickly helped me out taking me into the house. When we entered he hungrily kissed me.

I of course kissed back. His tongue made its way into my mouth. The kiss continued till we both ran out of air. We pulled back for a short amount if time catching our breath.

As the next kiss we shared went on he guided me to his bedroom. When we got to his bed. He pushed me down. I fell back on the bed kicking off my shoes. As did he. He crawled on top of me straddling me. "You look so cute under me." He cooed.

"And you look hot above me." I replied. I pulled him down again for a kiss. This time Aizawa's hands roamed my body above my dress.

"Take it off." He demanded while getting up. Obviously he was talking about the dress so I obliged. Quickly taking the small dress off of my body. I only had a pair of underwear on since it was strapless. The underwear was a purple lacy thong.

"My favorite color. Wow, we're you trying to get me." He teased.

"Maybe." I smirked taking a seat on his bed. He smirked down on me once again straddling me. His lips met mine. The make-up was hungry and it seemed he couldn't wait for more.

Aizawa's large hand dived down to my core. He pulled the thong to the side to get better access to my pussy. I was already soaking wet. "So wet for you own teacher?" He teased again.

I rolled my eyes inresponse and his thumb began rubbing circles on my clit. Aizawa's ring and middle fingers made their way to my opening entering me. Before I could moan his lips met mine. I placed my hands on the back of his head. Twisting my fingers into his messy locks. Giving a light tug every so often.

He continued to pump his digits in and out of my pussy. I could feel his slight smirk on my lips as we made out. "Ugh I can't take this." I heard him grumble as he pulled away. I looked up at him a little confused. His fingers also left my cunt. He got up quickly taking off his clothes. Leaving him exposed. His hard cock had to be at least 8 inches. "Like what you see?" He asked with a smirk.

"Yeah I do." I replied. He smirked again. He began walking over to me. He quickly took off my panties. Tossing them somewhere in the room.

"You think you can take it?" He asked teasingly. I nodded. Even though I'm pretty sure his size would split me in half. Lifting my legs onto his shoulders with a light huff. His dick aligned with my hole.

Aizawa quickly thrusted into my pussy. I let out a loud moan as he let out a grunt. God he was big and thick. Soon he began to thrust at inhumane pace. "Oh my god!" I moaned.

His left hand ruched around to my throat. Lightly squeezing. "You take my cock so well princess." He cooed into my ear.

"Fuck- oh, right there!" I moaned as he hit my g-spot. He smirked at the face I made and continued to pound into the exact same spot over and over again.

"You like that, princess?" He questioned smirking.

"God- yes, yes I do! Fuck Shota!" I moaned out. He had to be inhuman if his pace was this fast. His thrusts were hitting deep inside of me and hard.

His thrust did not falter one bit. His hand released my throat and went down to my pussy. Aizawa used one of his fingers to rub my clit.

Tge pressure of his finger rubvling my clit and his large dick slamming into me caused me to be so close to the edge.

"Fuck, Shota, I'm so close." I Whined out. I could feel my eyes beginto tear in pleasure.

''Same here." He groaned.

Aizawa thrust became a bit sloppy as he was vlose. But they didn't become slower. "Oh god!" I moaned out as I finally began to cum. I rode out my high as he fucked me ruthlessly.

He pulled out and began to stroke his cock so he could cum. Aizawa's hot seed sprayed onto my stomach. "You look good like that." He said. There was a light sweat green on his forehead as he laid beside me.

■BONUS■

Mina and the boys watched as Y/n made her way to their teacher. She plopped herself down beside them and began to talk to the man. "You think he'll say yes?" Denki said.

"No, even if she was his age he ain't the type to dance." Bakugo replied. But oh was he wrong. The groups eyes widened when they saw Aizawa leading their friend to the dance floor.

"You were saying." Danki teased.

"Shut the fuck up Pikachu!" Bakugo scolded. Denki rolled his eyes.

Their group watched as they saw their teacher dance with their friend. "Holy shit!" Mina said.

He boys turned to her but she pointed into the direction of Y/n and Aizawa. There they saw Y/n grinding her ass against his crotch and his hands gripped don't her ears. They watched as he bent over to whisper into the girls ear.

Next thing she knew they were walking out of the club together. "Damn she getting dicked down tonight." Sero commented.

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Two Truths and a Lie

Chapter 8: A Ring, a Red Carpet, and an Ex

Bakugou x Fem!Reader

◈ Pro Hero, Fake Engagement ◈ Word Count: 2834

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You step onto the red carpet with Bakugou for the first time.

Options, options. There’s too many options on the damn tray in front of Bakugou, and none of them are right.

“What about this ring?” you ask, picking up a thin band with a modest stone in the center. He takes it from you and holds it close to his face. If he has to hold it like this to properly see the gem in the middle, it’s not good enough.

“From me? That’s too simple.” He puts it back in its spot on the velvet lined tray and surveys the other rings in front of him. One catches his eye above the rest. “I like this one.”

You take the ring and slide it on your finger. Based on the way your lips pucker, you’re not a fan. “Yeah, if I want to have a freakin beacon on my finger.” You move your hand in the light. An explosion of sparkles dance around the ceiling of the hotel room. “I could signal SOS if I’m lost at sea.” You rip it off your finger and put it back among the others. Both of you pick up another and hand it to each other.

Bakugou frowns at the simple silver band that twists around itself before settling behind a princess cut sapphire. “This would be one I’d get you if we were straight out of school and had no money.” It would work, but now that he’s made a name for himself and built up his bank account, he can do better — will do better.

You frown at the pear-shaped diamond nestled in a halo on an intricate band. It doesn’t even get the privilege of sitting on your finger for a moment. “And this one is on every ring shame group on social media.”

“You could say it’s basic and move on,” Bakugou says flatly. What the hell does he know about rings? Ring shame groups? People complain about that shit when it’s supposed to be a symbol of love from the person they want to spend the rest of their life with?

You try, and fail, to cover a snort with a cough. Your hand shoots out and picks up a thick rose gold ring. The entire ring is encrusted with pink and white stones with a large diamond sitting at the apex. “This,” you laugh, “This is way too outlandish.”

“At least we can agree on that.” Bakugou shakes his head. “What about this one?” The square stone is as big as your knuckle. Truly awful.

“I will wear that when hell freezes over.” You fan yourself with your hand and stare up at the ceiling, teardrops welling up in your eyes from laughing too much.

You both stand there for a moment longer, the challenge of finding a ring seeming like a never-ending task. Bakugou sighs and picks up another one. When will it end? Is there even a design that’ll satisfy both of you? Halfheartedly, he hold out the ring and shrugs. “What about this one?”

You gingerly take the twisted band, one strand dotted with small diamonds and the other plain, all topped with a cushion cut diamond. You slip it on your finger and study it silently. Bakugou watches as you turn it this way and that. “I can live with that I guess,” you nod. He lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

Success.

A voice calls out from the door. “Verity, we're ready for you.” Looking at your finger one last time, you walk off towards the rest of the rooms rented by the agency on the floor for gala preparation. Bakugou’s heart stutters for a second when he sees the way your lips curve and your eyes glitter as much as the ring on your finger.

“Wow, you two sure argue a lot.” A hand slaps his shoulder. Of fucking course he’d show up.

“Kaminari.” Bakugou’s stomach curdles. How much had he heard? You’re lucky neither of you talked about… your arrangement. “Didn’t your agency rent out the other half of this floor? On the other side of the building?” Where’s Kirishima when Bakugou needs him to be a social buffer?

“Just making an observation,” Kaminari says cheekily. “And we’re all friends here, what does it matter where I get ready?” Bakugou shrugs Kaminari’s hand off his shoulder and heads out the door.

With seven rooms on the floor dedicated to his agency, not Kaminari’s – Kaminari’s area is down the hall past the elevators – that one particular room was only jewelry. Bakugou didn’t need anything yet, maybe some specialty cufflinks later once he has his suit. There are also rooms dedicated to hair, makeup, clothes, and changing rooms.

“Get your head out of your ass and tell me what’s on your mind.” He shoves his hands in his pocket and walks towards the clothing room. With any luck everyone will kick Kaminari back to his section and Bakugou can dress in peace. “You know I hate it when you beat around the bush.”

“That’s Midoriya’s ex.”

“Yes.”

“Are you really marrying her?”

Bakugou stops in the middle of the hallway. Designers and stylists bustle around him, leading other heroes at the agency to their rooms. “Are you saying I shouldn’t because she’s been with him?” There’s an ache in his jaw and Bakugou has to remind himself to release the tension before he breaks a tooth. Again.

How dare he say that? Rage floods Bakugou from his heart out to his fingers. He takes three long strides over to the blond and jabs him in the chest. In a low voice so no one else hears, he hisses, “Of all people to give me shit about this, I didn’t expect it from you.”

“No! You’ve got it all wrong!” Kaminari takes a quick step back and holds his hands up defensively. He looks around as if he has the biggest secret in the world before whispering to Bakugou. “I know Midoriya didn’t want them out, but we all knew they were a thing for years and they broke up what, two months ago? Doesn’t it seem… soon?”

Two months ago…? But two months ago… he’d been about to ask Ochako out… and had a horrible lunch where he practically stomped off.

No. There’s no way. Sparky must’ve fried himself one too many times and messed up the timeline.

You didn’t talk about how things ended, and honestly he didn’t want to hear it. If you wanted to talk about feelings and crap, you could go to a counselor or something… Had you mentioned the breakup? He knew you were together for five years, but that was it.

Golden eyes wait apprehensively. Right. Gala. Kaminari. Bakugou doesn’t want to lie to his friend about this. He mulls over his words until he can find the right ones. “We’re engaged. We’re happy. You and everyone else can mind your own damn business.”

“Dynamight, we’re ready for you,” a stylist says as he walks down the hall. The man doesn’t even wait for Bakugou, expecting that the hero will follow. Bakugou may be the hero in the streets, but for the stylist, this is his world and Bakugou is his pawn.

“Y’know what?” Bakugou raises an eyebrow at Kaminari as he takes a step back. “That asshole was wrong about her. In every way. It’s his loss.”

Bakugou’s had many moments in life where his heart, for one reason or another, nearly stopped; being taken by the slime, watching All Might nearly sacrifice himself, the countless times there had been ‘close calls’ on the job. Now he can add ‘seeing you walk down the hallway dressed to the nines’ to the list.

Even as you fidget with the bracelet on your wrist and tug at the side of your dress, he can’t help but stop and stare. When you finally notice him, you stop and take a minute to gawk at him.

“Well?” you say and strike a pose. “How do I look?”

Bakugou holds his hand out and spins you around slowly once you take it. “Stunning.”

“I feel ridiculous,” you lament.

“Stop. Everyone’ll be lookin’ at you the moment you step onto the carpet.” The way you stare into his eyes, fear of the unknown that you’re walking into… This is your first time. He’s never seen photos of you at these types of events before, nor does he remember fucking Deku taking you anywhere. Maybe that was how you wanted it. Or maybe that bastard thought he could tuck you away until he found something better. “He never took you to one of these, did he?”

Bakugou already knows the answer.

“No.”

Fuck.

“Follow my lead then. Smile at the cameras and ignore the questions.”

“When do you ever smile for them?”

Bakugou pointedly ignores your question. “Get ready.”

The cacophony of questions and flashes hit him like a freight train. He does his best to situate himself in front of you to lessen the brunt of everything, but even from the small glance your way, he can see the strain on your face.

Guiding you up to the first mark, he takes his standard pose – with one minor alteration. Instead of having both arms crossed or both hands in his pocket with his signature sneer, he has his left hand securely around your waist. Your right hand grips the back of his suit jacket as if he’d disappear and leave you alone in front of the wolves.

“Dynamight! Dynamight! Over here!”

“Verity, is this the ring?”

“Tell us how you met!”

“When’s the wedding?”

“Dynamight, what quirk do you expect your children to have?”

“Is it true you were dating Pro Hero Deku before this? Why didn’t you two ever go public?”

“Dynamight is this your first relationship?”

At some point in the barrage of questions, you laid your left hand against his chest and turned up the charm. From the corner of his eye he watches you bat your eyes and smile coyly at the cameras. That is, until the next couple is announced.

The first question from the paparazzi directed at them shatters your facade for a mere second.

“Deku! Uravity! Are there wedding bells in the future for you as well?”

Bakugou suavely takes your hand from the death grip at his back and spins you around once so you have a brief moment to collect yourself.

“Let’s go,” he whispers.

The inside of the conference room turned extravagant for the gala is jaw droppingly gorgeous, and Bakugou’s sure that under normal circumstances, you’d be stunned into silence taking everything in. But right now you look like you’ve found the sourest lemon on earth and decided to eat it whole.

“Well this should be… exciting,” you say tartly.

“We can leave.” Her first event and that fucker already ruined it. We didn’t even get in the door.

“No,” you wave him off, “You’re expected to be here. Plus if I say I’m not feeling well then there will be ten tabloids running ‘Dynamight expects first child’ headlines.”

Bakugou catches your elbow before you can turn away and pulls you in close. His mouth is against your ear so only you can hear the genuine concern in his voice. “Are you going to be okay?”

“Are you?” you counter, “This is the first time you’ve seen her since…”

“Yeah. I’ll be fine.” And surprisingly, he means it. “I’ll go find out where we’re sitting.”

It doesn’t take long to find your name placement. Since he’s one of the best, you’d both naturally be near the front. Thankfully, everyone else at your table was well known, and more to the point, not Deku. Only fate with a cruel sense of irony would place Deku and Ochako at the same table.

You’ve moved from the spot he left you at though. Scanning the crowd, Bakugou finally sees you near the bathrooms – with fucking Deku at your side. His smile and gestures may look genuine to most, but the way you back away from his touch and your fists curl, whatever’s being said is anything but pleasant. You snap out some retort that he can’t hear, but it irritates Deku and his smile falls.

Bakugou sees red as you’re backed into a corner. Whatever that asshole has to say, he can say it to the both of you. He doesn’t care how many people he shoulder checked on his way over, you’re the only one he cares about.

“Deku.” Bakugou says frostily as he tries to approach with forced casualness. “What are you doing with my fiancée?” Smooth.

Midoriya smoothes out his frown and replaces it with his trademark smile. Given what Bakugou saw before, it feels extremely out of place. “I need to talk to her.”

“And I said I would rather choke on Shigaraki’s crusty ass dick.”

“And there’s no need for dramatics,” he replies with faux-concern lacing his brows together.

“Don’t patronize me,” you sneer.

“We’re at table three,” Bakugou interrupts the rehashing of the conversation. Already some eyes wander your way. “Get some water. I’ll meet you there.” The silent conversation that passes between the two of you practically has him begging for you to back the fuck off. Little do you know, he knows things.

Only when you’re well out of earshot does Bakugou speak. “Let’s walk.” He leads Midoriya towards the entrance, away from

Midoriya breaks the silence first. “You’re really with her.”

“I told you that when you fucking texted.”

“Kacchan, I-”

“Don’t ‘Kacchan’ me,” Bakugou sneers. “You don’t know me. And she doesn’t know what you did.”

“What are-”

“Smile, Deku. The cameras are watching.” He smiles smugly and waves at the paparazzi aiming their cameras at them. No doubt some lesser tabloid will spin this into a meeting of the rivals. For once though, that’s alright with him. “You’ve been with Uravity for what, a month now?”

“So what?” Midoriya says through a forced smile.

“That’s funny,” Bakugou tilts his head. “Because when we got lunch, she told me you’d started dating a couple months ago.”

There’s a long silence. Too long. Check mate. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Wouldn’t it be funny if that got out? That Deku and Verity were dating two months ago and yet he was also dating his current girlfriend? What would the public say about their darling number one hero? What would your precious girlfriend say?” Bakugou turns his back to the cameras and leans in, ready for the kill. “Because even if the public didn’t believe me, she would. Think about Ochako’s reputation. She’d be labeled a homewrecker even though she didn’t do anything wrong. I bet my next paycheck that she didn’t even know about Verity.”

Bakugou could’ve tied a board to Midoriya’s back with how stiff and straight he stood. “What do you want?”

Bakugou’s smile falls. “Stay the fuck away from my fiancée. She doesn’t need you. She has me, and I make her happy. Unlike you.” With that nail in the coffin, he stomps off, not wanting to hear what the bastard has to say. Any paltry excuse would only make him mad.

Bakugou takes the flute of champagne from your hand and sets it on the table beside the two of you. He cups your face in both his hands, the whirlwind of needing to find you crashing with the wish that time would slow down. His thumb strokes your cheek as he drinks in your features. He makes you happy.

Tilting your head towards his, Bakugou closes the distance. Your soft lips taste of the dry, sweet champagne and he can’t get enough of it.

“Katsuki,” you murmur, stunned from the kiss. “What happened?”

“He won’t bother you anymore. Let’s get out of here.”

“But everything’s about to start?”

“I’ll write them a check,” Bakugou says and tugs your hand, leading you towards the exit.

You pull him to a stop. “What’s the hurry?” The way your brows knit together and worry presses your mouth into a pout has Bakugou weak. He wants to smooth away your worry – anything to see you smile again.

“You. I…” Bakugou takes a deep breath. She’s not my actual fiancée… It’s all pretend… except… For tonight, I want it to be real. “I want to ruin you. I want to rip that dress off you and run my hands all over your body.” His chest is pressed against yours, his mouth and hands ghosting over your skin. His lips come to a stop, hovering over yours, waiting for permission to close the far too wide gap between the two of you.

“Katsuki,” you murmur, the taste of your breath intoxicating to him. “Take me home.”

Truth: Katsuki makes you happy.

Truth: Seeing Midoriya in person for the first time since the breakup felt like all the air was sucked out of the room and your lungs were seconds from bursting.

Lie: You and Katsuki both woke up alone, in separate rooms.

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bee-saucee · 4 months

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The Office Party | ShinKami Christmas Oneshot

pairing: ShinKami

summary: Shinsou decides to come to the office Christmas party for Kaminari and they find some time alone to address their feelings.

word count: 1,464

warnings: drinking

a/n: Happy Holidays, everyone! I wasn't planning on writing anything for Christmas but I decided today that I wanted to so here we are! I hope you enjoy <3

Shinsou doesn’t know why he came. He looks stupid with this yule log he’s spent far too long working on for some (there is a very specific) reason entering a party that has been going on long enough for it to be weird to come in late. It’s crowded and stuffy with his usually uptight coworkers rocking ugly Christmas sweaters talking too loud with boozy breath.

“Shinsou!” Denki shouts from the center of a horde in the middle of the room.

It didn’t matter when it was or who he was with, Kaminari was always at the center of everyone’s attention. Shinsou liked to think that he thought of Kaminari more than everyone else and in a more meaningful way but there was no way in hell he was the only one in the office with a crush on the embodiment of sunshine. In an instant, Kaminari is picking a cookie off of Kirishima’s plate, leaving him deflated with the rest of the abandoned group that looks completely lost in Denki’s absence.

“For you,” Denki says, holding out a misshapen gingerbread cookie.

“Sure it’s not for Kirishima?”

“Not anymore!”

Something as brash as stealing a friend's cookie would usually get on Shinsou’s nerves. But on Kaminari it was cute. He was cute in his maroon turtleneck and light-up ornament earrings. The red hues illuminated his face and brought out the slight flush on his cheeks. He must’ve been drinking but Shinsou would let himself think it was because of his presence.

“Oh dude! You brought the log!” Kaminari shouts. He leans down and looks at the yule log that left Shinsou with flour in places it should never be and sore feet like it was the 8th wonder of the world. “I’ve never had one before.”

“‘S why I made it.”

The moment comes racing back to Shinsou in fine detail from how many times he’s run it through his mind. The way that Kaminari glowed in the light of the setting sun as they walked out of the office. The look of absolute confusion that warped his soft features into sharp and jagged lines as he interrogated Shinsou about ‘how the hoot do you make cake look like wood and why would you want to do that?’ The way that Kaminari leaned a little closer than necessary into Shinsou’s space on the train ride home and nudged his shoulder in goodbye after.

“You made me cake that looks like a log and you came to a party when you’re Hitoshi ‘I don’t like parties’ Shinsou? You’re making me feel like a little princess today, man.”

Shinsou simply shrugs and shifts on his feet. He wants to preen at the attention and acknowledgment that yes, he very intently listens to Kaminari but does his best to only minimally show it.

“Would you, uh, like to try some?”

Shinsou was really failing the challenge he set for himself to use his brain for once around Kaminari for anything besides fuck his smile is so beautiful.

“Would I?! Hell yeah, man. Here, lemme get you some mulled cider while we’re at it. I like mine so mulled you kinda cough so sorry but you seem like the type to be into that,” Kaminari says with a wink.

Shinsou isn’t even sure what that means but he feels like it’s flirty so he’d gladly take it and more. Kaminari turns and gets him a cup while he carefully cuts Kaminari a slice.

“I’m really happy you decided to come,” Kaminari says softly.

“Well I’m really happy I came.”

Kaminari snorts and whips around to face Shinsou, his drink sloshing up against the sides. “You did what Shinsou?!”

“Never mind. Not happy I came anymore.”

Kaminari bugs his eyes out and drops his jaw. “You’re not happy you did what?!”

“Do you become even more ridiculous when you have all that extra mulled cider in you?”

“Only a little. I didn’t wanna get too drunk in case you came.”

And that, wow. That…had to mean something.

“Can I try?” Kaminari asks, pointing to the slice of cake that had been sitting dumbly in Shinsou’s hand.

“Yeah, sure. We could, uh. Well we could,” Why was it so difficult to say? He’d thought through everything that he was going to say to Kaminari to move this whole thing forward past lunches at the office and quiet laughter shared on train rides home. “Would you like to eat it outside on the front steps? I know it’s cold but it’s also quite hot in here so…”

He felt so unbelievably stupid like some teenage boy asking out his crush to prom. But the way Kaminari lights up and almost drops his drink makes it all worth it.

“Yeah! I mean,” Kaminari clears his throat. “That would be cool, sure. My coat’s by the door so we can grab it on the way out.”

Shinsou ducks his chin into the scarf he still wore to hide the dopey grin spreading across his face. Kaminari was cute. He was unbelievably and undeniably cute.

Getting out to the front steps of the office seems to pass by in a whirlwind despite all of the stopping Kaminari has to do as people ask about where he’s going. Kaminari should be staying in and chatting it up with their much more interesting colleagues but Kaminari remains by his side slowly inching closer and closer to the door.

“Bah, it’s not even that cold out,” Kaminari says as they finally push open the heavy glass doors. “Sometimes I thank global warming in a totally selfish way, you know.”

“I’ve certainly done the same myself.”

It was far warmer than it should be but it was still chilly enough for Kaminari’s nose to begin to tinge red. He wanted to lean in and tuck Kaminari into his coat to share his warmth more than anything but they hadn’t crossed that line. At least not yet.

“Oh, your food,” Shinsou says.

He couldn’t forget the entire reason behind his excuse to get Kaminari alone. They swap drink for cake in an awkward fumble that leaves their hands brushing more frequently than necessary.

“We can try them at the same time,” Shinsou offers.

“That’s cute. Sure.” Kaminari holds out the piece of cake pierced on his fork. “Cheers?”

“Cheers.”

He isn’t sure whether the warmth that surges through his body is from the cider or the way that Kaminari keeps his eyes tracked on Shinsou as he takes his first bite but it was welcome. Even though it was just the two of them out on the cold concrete steps outside of their office, it felt good to get out and be around people no matter how much he hated parties. Thoughts of future parties with Kaminari by his side where he was also right in the middle of the action come swirling through his mind.

“‘As eally uckeng ood,” Kaminari gushes around his mouthful of cake.

“And the mulled cider is, in fact, very mulled. I get what you mean about it making you want to cough in a good way.”

“A man after my heart.”

“Yeah.”

“Shinsou?”

“Hm?”

“Why did you come?”

There’s weight behind the words. Kaminari’s regular jovial spirit lingers but there is a hesitancy behind it all he’s not used to seeing on his coworker.

He stops in the middle of taking another sip. “Because you asked?”

It feels like the wrong answer and he knows it is when Kaminari’s shoulders rise a bit.

“I mean, was there another reason? I know I like, okay ulterior motive sounds really sleazy but I had a not so sleazy ulterior motive…or maybe it is kinda sleazy? I dunno. Depends on why you said yes? But I had an ulterior motive.”

Shinsou swirls the cider around in his cup for a moment in thought. This was it. The moment he’d been waiting for when this dance they’d been doing around their feelings could end.

“I came because I like you. So maybe I’m the sleazy one here.”

“Does being mutually sleazy with ulterior motives mean that the sleaziness cancels out and we’re just two guys crushing on one another trying to have someone special to spend Christmas with?” Kaminari asks.

“I’d say so, yeah.”

This whole moment didn’t feel real. He’d almost expected something more grandiose. But the casualness of it all didn’t mean that his heart wasn’t hammering in his chest.

“Would you like to go on a date with me this weekend?” Shinsou asks.

“Yeah,” Kamianri leans over so his head is resting on Shinsou’s shoulder. “I would. As long as I can take some leftovers of that yule log.”

“You can have the whole thing if you want.”

“Damn, I love Christmas,” Kaminari sighs.

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deleteddewewted · 2 years

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Hello, could we get a very frustrating fic that ends well aidjwksj

A Sweet with reader pining for Monoma and him pining for them too. He suspects that they like him but then- "oh, why would they like me anyway?" Reader finally starts to give up, and Monoma's hurt (why am I hurt? They never felt that way anyway.)

Then- idk, please make it end well TT

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Sweet: Starcrossed

Monoma x Gn! Reader

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W: Angst, Low self-esteem/self-worth, Eventual Resolution

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For however cocky Monoma was, he never really felt like he was all that special. He would say he was because he knew it would get people to react but he truly didn’t feel like he was anything noteworthy. He had friends, mostly Kendo, Pony, and Tetsutetsu but that was because they would at least let him get away with his eccentrics without complaining most of the time. Did he want to be the annoying bastard that they knew him as? No, but it also wasn’t like he wasn’t naturally annoying either. He made it his duty to use his natural irritating personality to make the lives of the people whom he disliked, or in his word hated a miserable existence. Was it bad? Not in his eyes. He loathed people with “heroic” quirks and it was enough of a motivator to challenge anyone and everyone who looked at him sideways. So, imagine his surprise when he noticed that not only had Shinsou, his new best friend, transfer into the hero course but also an international student join the course in their second year. You were naturally a new rival to him since you got into the A course but he couldn’t help but feel curiosity when it came to your quirk. You didn’t start arguments, didn’t fall for any of his insults, and didn’t talk back when he purposefully annoyed you. You weren’t angry when he would touch you and take your quirk for himself. There was never a single frown from you, well, you did get upset with him when he talked bad about Jirou’s ears, but besides that, you never got upset with him. He found himself irrationally obsessed with you.

He followed you around and began to make small talk with you to see what made you tick. You were pleasant, your voice flowing nicely into his ears and your laughter making his heart flutter. He couldn’t imagine being in the same class as you. If he was, he would fail because he’d be too distracted looking and listening to you. He envied the time that others got to spend with you and it did things to his heart when he’d see you laugh at others’ quips and jokes. His face feels warm when you look directly at him and give him a quick smile. He craves time with you, wants to hold your hand in his, to touch you in such a gentle manner that he himself never really received.

“Monoma?” You walked into the empty classroom per the notes request and found Monoma fidgeting with his tie. He panicked when he saw you, the afternoon lighting making you look relaxed.

“I- I wanted to ask you something.” He tried to push the words out but the bell rang and you both had to head out.

He wondered what the outcome would have been if he got the chance to confess what he felt. Maybe you would accept his feelings but the more he thinks about it the more he agrees with his self-doubt that you would never get with someone like him. He thought back on what you would do together and felt like he’d concocted much of the things he noticed. Maybe you hadn’t been smiling at him during joint training? You probably weren’t even enjoying your lunch since he would talk so loud beside you. He probably wasn’t the person you were yearning for.

Yeah, he could be very dramatic but he also knew when to stop pushing. He knew he’d never be as ripped as Kirishima or defined as Bakugou. Hell, even he could admit that Shinsou was even more attractive than him and Shinsou had eyebags that made him look corpse-like. And, then there were the girls. Kendo was tough as she was pretty, Pony was adorable, Uraraka was very close to you and she was the cutest one. And yet, even with his intense skincare ritual, he wasn’t able to feel flawless like the others. He felt improper when he was around you.

You felt lonely once Monoma began to ditch lunch in favor of going who knows where. You grew to enjoy his company and even his extravagant personality. You enjoyed it, it made you happy to share some time with him. You couldn’t really describe it but his person just managed to do something to you. Your heart would start to race and when he’d get up to insult your classmates, you couldn’t help the need to calm him down. You made yourself the class A Monoma repellent, and you did it by choice. You liked having an excuse to talk with him and to touch him. God, you just realized how much you touched him. You would grab his arm and link it with your own, you could get away with teasing him back and flustering him too. You were the exemption to any of his rules and it made you feel special in a way you never thought you could feel. When he had asked you to meet him in the empty classroom, you hoped that he was going to say what you’ve been fantasizing he’d say to you. A confession. Something sweet and dramatic where he declares he likes you more than just a friend. But that never came. He pulled away, his no longer meeting yours and his hands no longer grabbing onto your arm.

It was hard to accept that Monoma didn’t like you back and that he preferred to be away from you, but your heart still belonged to him. He had you wrapped around his silly little finger. You tried making efforts. Maybe that would show him that you wanted something more. You brought him treats, mainly muffins, and macaron because you knew how much he liked his sweets. You trailed him, spoke to him, and gave him the space that you knew he sometimes wanted but nothing really brought him back to the person that you once knew. He didn’t bother bothering your class anymore and be it that your class was happy about not needing to deal with Monomas antics they still felt your absent joy. So you let him go.

Monoma watched the distance increase and it drove him mad knowing that you were there and so close to him. He knew that his time was running out, that he might never get the chance to say something to you, so he did what felt right and cornered you. He was red with embarrassment, not only because he kabedon you but you were both in a populated hallway with your classmates staring at the sudden banging noise he made.

“Y-Y/n, i- can we talk?” He didn’t wait for your response and pulled you away towards a secluded corner where no one would bother you two. His hand was covered in sweat which made it uncomfortable when he laced his hand with your own. Monoma cleared his throat and licked his lips before speaking.

“I-I wanted to address the growing rift between us and I wanted to make my feeling clear.” His face was beet red but he continued.

“I like you…a lot. I want to hold your hand and kiss your cute nose. I want to…kiss you and hold you and know that you’re with me.” His voice became soft as his hand slipped out of yours and found its way towards your hip. It felt comforting, the pressure of his hand acting as a way to ground you and distract you from your racing heart.

“I guess what I’m trying to ask you is if you’d be with me as my partner. Be my anchor, my co-side character.” He let out an amused exhale and smiled at you with downcasted eyes.

You gently grab his chin and made him look at you. His eyes were a pretty shade of blue, periwinkle to be exact, and the amount of shy adoration that existed in them. You brought him close to you, his nose making contact with your own as you basked in the closeness. He felt homey and safe to you. No insults were thrown and no cruel comments on someone’s performance were made, just blissful silence between you both. You pulled him into a hug and kissed his cheek before tucking your face into the crook of his neck.

“I’d like that. I want to be your co-side character. Only with you, Neito.” You both missed the small gasps and cheers that your classmates let out when they caught you both holding each other. Kendo and Pony sighed in relief while Uraraka suggested date ideas. It didn’t matter to you nor to Monoma but it felt nice to know that the people around you were supportive. You took in his scent and melted when you picked up on the cologne you bought for him back when you were both getting to know each other. It all felt right and you couldn’t wait for the other surprises that would come with being with him, your co-side character.

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kirishimas-headband · 5 years

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Baku is usually really loud in bed. Like REALLY. One day, he doesn't make a sound. First, Kirishima's worried cause his boyfriend isn't the one to be silent. But then he notices the grin on his face and knows, it's a challenge. It's a tease. From this point, Kirishima tries out new stuff he read about but never thought he would do it. Bakugo likes it, likes the new courage his boyfriend got. And he ends up being louder than he's ever been before. That's how they end up exploring their kinks.

a CHALLENGE fuckin y e ah

this is Good

#i'm not gonna add onto this bc people make fun of me for projecting too much so #i'm just gonna leave it here #and say hell yeah kirishima will take that challenge #lemon #tell me your kinky hcs!#anon #ask me!

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shotorozu · 3 years

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I LOVE YOUR WORK SO MUCH!!! The rasputin challenge on tik tok fic made me so happy!! I was wondering how the boys would react to a s/o that really likes their muscles? I totally get if you don’t want to or aren’t inspired! ❤️ plz stay hydrated and I hope you have a great day!!

you like their muscles

character(s) : bakugou katsuki, shinsou hitoshi, midoriya izuku (part 1)

legend : [Y/N = your name] quirk not specific, they/them pronouns used

headcanon type : fluff, with the mildest of spice

note(s) : you didn’t really specify on which boys so,, i had a hard time choosing between putting todoroki in this or bakugou— but i ended up just splitting this into two parts (todoroki, kirishima, and tamaki will be in the next part)

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bakugou katsuki

we KNOW

we know this man is beefy as hell. you know, the next person knows, and he definitely knows he’s beefy.

and he’s not shy on removing his shirt when he feels like he needs to, and when he’s inside his room

old habits die hard they say, and even though bakugou was dating you for a month now— he’s not really conscious of his actions

so is he alarmed when you almost hit your head on his door when you see him? yes.

“the hell was that?” he quirks an eyebrow up when he sees you briefly turn around, your back facing him.

“you’re shirtless.”

“and?” he questions as if it was dumbest statement he has ever heard, and he’s just not getting it at all.

“yeah, kats. you’re shirtless.”

“nevermind that,” he’s agitated now, pulling you into his room and shutting the door

seeing your flustered face must’ve made it click for him.

“so you’re shy because i’m not wearing a shirt?” his ruby red irises staring at you with meaning

“i wouldn’t really say shy— uh,,”

your eyes literally betray you?? because you keep taking glances like 👀 damn those muscles— wait but we’re so close, and it’s so obvious that i’m staring rn

katsuki just smirks, and it is that specific smirk of his that managed to distract you, as he drags you onto the bed— plopping you right on top of him.

“if you liked my muscles,” a firm hand pressing your hand onto his chest, “you should’ve said so.”

oh, and after this, he’s gonna use this to his big advantage. bless your soul, the teasing will just get worse from here.

when you stay in his room, he’ll make you wear the shirt he was currently wearing— because “who the hell needs a shirt when i have this quirk?”

don’t forget the mirror selfies that are reserved for your eyes only. you have to make sure you’re alone to even look at them because you WON’T STOP LOOKING!

he’ll keep you in the same room when he’s working out. he looks rather pent up from all the exercising he’s doing, and he just smells like CARAMEL

all of him smells like caramel, i mean.. normally— a lot of people look like a fish out of water after exercising, but he looks good??

and you can’t help but just gawk at him the entire time (bakugou knows what he’d doing)

you are one hell of a lucky person 😳 the teasing and spoiling kinda cancels each other out tbh, so i’d say it’s worth it

but boy is bakugou entertained from seeing you fawn over him, he’s smug

shinsou hitoshi

compared to the other two in this list, his shirt doesn’t come off that too often

but wow are his muscles toned? especially after he was taken under aizawa’s wing.

his muscles aren’t the beefiest out of the bunch of course but, they are nothing to sleep on at all— nope.

i feel like you had a sneak peek of his muscles because.. forearms. hands. they’re quite attractive. shinsou’s an attractive person after all

so you were just 👀 let me take note of that..

you always took quick glances at him even before you guys started dating, and despite all of that— shinsou just never noticed

or maybe.. he pretended to not notice?

it’s quite canon that he’s quite the looker, so while he looks like he doesn’t care about that sort of stuff— he’s aware, at least.

anyways, you were never caught slipping until he came out of the shower half dressed, and shirtless— also while you were in his room

and you were just shocked

“surprised?” he takes a jab at you, chuckling at your not so discreet staring. but you were just a lost for words

but you still played it off, “no??”

that seemed to be the answer he wasn’t looking for, so he pulls you closer to him— body still slightly damp from the shower

“you’re not very discreet, kitty.” he presses your cheek against his, pulling your arms around his torso, allowing your hands to rest against his back (oh the muscles)

you might’ve just stopped functioning then and there

“you’re free to look as much as you’d like.” shinsou honestly sees no problem, since it’s you— and he might as well just enjoy your stares

he feels nice. so stare at him, and he won’t have any issues :)

okay so.. imagine this— shinsou probably folding clothes in his room, or cooking you food

and his back is also facing towards your direction, so you can just sit there and observe the fine man, and his rather appealing back muscles.

chances of him sleeping shirtless prior to dating you was slim, but after he started dating you— he just ditches the shirt and used you for warmth

speaking of that, he doesn’t do this everyday— but when he sleeps, he’ll lay on his stomach, allowing you to sleep on his back. it looks suffocating but to him it’s not. it just feels like he has a weighted blanket, and he likes it

it may seem like a one way thing, but your interest in his muscles make him feel nice and warm on the inside.

so he’s just really glad that you were comfortable to even open up about it :)) don’t be afraid to tell shinsou things!

midoriya izuku

his shirt literally comes off every time he gets into an intense battle

so you’ve seen his muscles a couple of times but wow— no one has ever expected izuku to have some gainz

he was very scrawny at the start, and he sometimes still appears to look scrawny under those t-shirts of his.

but you could look at his muscles forever wtf. just because you see his shirt coming off quite often, that doesn’t mean you’re getting used to it!

so imagine this, you’re walking along the corridors to meet your boyfriend at his dorm room, since he’s probably done with his daily training.

you also wanted to cuddle with him because it just started raining, and who doesn’t love cuddling while there’s rain outside?

and you hear someone call out to you, so you turn your head to the voice’s direction, and you just see izuku— his white shirt drenched and clinging onto him

“sorry for the wait, Y/N! were you standing out here for too long?” he questions after pulling you into his room

and it seems to be that he’s not very conscious of how he looks at the moment— drenched in rain water

you blink, cheeks heating up as your eyes trailing down and oh, you can see a lot. “y-your shirt, izuku—”

“my shirt?—”

and that’s when he notices that his shirt’s clinging to everything. his toned muscles are on display— and the fact that he’s wearing a white shirt doesn’t help.

“oh— ah! i’m sorry, Y/N. i didn’t realize that you could see..” he can’t help but become flustered, red blotting his cheeks well

“it’s okay, izuku.” you sigh, eyes unable to pull away from the sight infront of you “i didn’t mind.. the view itself wasn’t so bad”

you say that out of impulse, which you don’t catch at first, but izuku on the other hand—

izuku.exe has stopped working.

anyways, now he’s aware that you like his muscles.

no matter what kind of shirt you can pretty much see the form poking out of the fabric slightly, which causes you to compliment him so casually

he’s shook whenever you do so. man can’t stop the blood running to his cheeks when he sees you staring. it makes him feel that heart squeeze

he got really surprised when your hands started to absentmindedly wander along his arms in a way of calming him down it worked to an extent

eventually, he got used to it— heck. he might just ask you straight ahead to do it, in the most polite way possible.

i don’t really see him as the constant teasing type, but he does have his moments

like that one time he was holding your hand, and he suddenly placed it under his shirt— allowing you to feel the toned muscles i would’ve died if that happened to me

when you guys go to sleep, he’ll have you pressed against his chest with his muscles draped around you (with no harsh grip)

a bonus if you snake your hand under his shirt and start tracing shapes along his chest, he’ll probably start sleeping in less than a minute.

izuku never really thought that he was anywhere near being attractive before, so you being so interested in his muscles

it’s a big confidence boost for him.

and he lowkey thinks his scars are ugly every now and then :( he has definitely worked hard for his quirk,

and he’s not really that insecure about then, but he does love reassurance. so please! whisper sweet things about his muscles, and he’ll put a ring on your finger

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thunderheadfred · 3 years

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💥Bakugou HC's💥

Aged-up pro hero Katsuki for all of these. Some NSFW beneath the cut. Minors do not interact.

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General

He’s scary good at everything he tries. Every. Single. Fucking. Thing. It’s infuriating. Has zero patience when other people can’t immediately master a skill. Never let him teach you anything. Not that he’d offer, nerd.

He WILL offer, though. A lot. He can’t believe you still can’t Do That Thing. Tsh. Like THIS. You're gonna hurt yourself, Dummy.

But hold on. Of course you have unique skills of your own. You work hard to improve yourself. Trust me, he's the first person to notice. He doesn't praise anyone lightly, so when he raises his eyebrows and whispers he's impressed, your heart will go thermonuclear.

Perfect spelling and fully punctuated texts. Never uses abbreviations. Employs a grand total of four emojis, all of them angry faces. Constantly leaves you on read. He's busy, dammit.

Doesn’t smile or laugh in public (except sarcastically). His real smile is a crooked, fragile thing. Never make him feel self-conscious about it, or you might not see it again for weeks.

He does not talk about his private life to the press. Ever. Will K.O. rookie reporters who can't keep their big mouths shut.

HOweVER: he's intensely kind to his fans. There is a whole photographic sub-genre of little girls in cosplay hugging Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight like he's a Disney Princess.

Too smart for his own good. Emotionally hyper-vigilant. Overthinks every interaction to hell and back. Will act like he's not listening but actually hears every single word in a ten-block radius.

INSECURE AF. 110% convinced he will never be good enough. Terrified of his loved ones leaving him behind. Does he do anything to assuage his fears? Like... talk to anyone about it? Hell no. That would require admitting he has fears to begin with.

Seeing people upset makes him upset, especially if he doesn't know how to fix it.

The epitome of being mean because he cares. He genuinely does not seem to comprehend that monosyllabic grunts and lopsided shrugs are not actually that comforting.

Because he was such a brat growing up, he wants to make up for it now. Sort of. In his own way. Look, he's trying, okay?

He smells - so - good. Obscenely good. He doesn't wear cologne; are you joking? There's the burnt-sugar caramel candy smell of his quirk, for starters. And since he sweats deadly ammunition, he showers and wipes himself down almost constantly. He always smells clean. Like a fucking meadow.

Never got that growth spurt he was hoping for. He’s a short man - not even THAT short - but he has a Napoleon complex anyway. If you’re taller than him, the collars of your shirts will all be stretched out. He’s constantly dragging you down to his level. He will assert himself all the fucking time; the pissing contest is never-ending. Don’t wear tall shoes unless you want him to drag you around on a leash. If you’re shorter than him, that’s good. That’s very good. He likes that.

He’s an incredible cook, but everything he makes is a nuclear fire challenge. Adapt or starve.

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Dating

Makes artisanal, nutritionally flawless bento lunches for both of you. When people assume his S.O. makes them, he gets fucking pissed. Damn right your co-workers are jealous of my cooking.

Your pet name is Dummy. Don’t like it? Fine. You can be dumbass.

There will be zero PDA in this relationship. His hands are shoved so deep in his pockets you can’t even try.

Intensely private with the press. But with his friends, he will brag about you nonstop. Bakugou Katsuki has the most talented and attractive and intelligent S.O., and anyone who doesn't recognize that is blind. Were you assholes even listening?

A mutual buddy definitely recorded one of these drunken brag-rants and sent it to you for safekeeping. Do not let Katsuki find out about it, unless you enjoy having an ash pile for a phone.

Gets jealous about everything, at least at the start. He calms down eventually. Kinda. He stops saying shit to you about it, anyway, because he learns to trust you. But anyone who so much as looks at you in a too-friendly manner will get the death stare of a lifetime.

He’ll throw all kinds of temper tantrums and the two of you will argue about every tiny fucking thing. He’ll scream out car windows, he’ll ball up his shirt and gnash on it. But he will never raise his voice at you. He’d rather die than make you feel unsafe.

Honestly, the constant bickering is really just... uhh... passionate communication. Eventually you both hash out the important things. You'll learn how to step around his landmines and actually make your points, and he'll learn to open up. A little.

Once you meet his mom, Katsuki starts to make a lot more sense. His family just... emotes like that. Eventually, you and his dad form a spousal support group consisting of exactly two lifetime members. He teaches you the Bakugou family semaphore you need to survive a long-term relationship.

Katsuki can dish it out but absolutely cannot take it. The only person who can level with him about serious issues without explosive fallout is his dad. Or, on a lucky day, Kirishima.

If you give him a legitimate criticism (even gently!) he will take it about as gracefully as a knife to the gut, because it confirms everything he hates about himself.

To your never-ending shock, you’ve made him cry. Yes, CRY! You monster! More than once! His lip gets all *trembly* and his eyes get all *watery* and all you want to do is hug him, but. No. He’ll storm out and wander around for a few hours before coming back with the problem perfectly solved.

He always takes your advice to heart. No, he will NOT talk about it, stop asking.

Gets mad if you don’t snuggle him on the regular. Will drag you into his lap with a pissy little grunt. There might be two seats on this couch but you will not be needing both of them.

Takes pictures of you while you sleep.

Takes even more pictures of you when you're awake but think he's out of the room.

He looks at all these pictures when he's away on high-stakes jobs. He gets all bleary eyed and sleeps in a salty puddle without you. NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW.

You don’t have to meet him at the door or anything, but when he says “I’m home,” you’d better answer fast. If he doesn’t know your precise location in 0.05 seconds, he will assume you’ve been kidnapped. He never checks the fridge for notes. Never assumes you've gone down to the konbini for a snack. No, it’s kidnapping every time.

A terrrrrrible bed partner. He goes to bed at senior citizen hours and will never fuck you after sundown. He snores SO loud. Runs hot and sweats through the sheets. Slaps and elbows you in his sleep and aggressively spoons you with his loud, sweaty body. You WILL want to suffocate him. Separate bedrooms aren’t such a horrible idea......

BUT HANG ON, because in the morning he transforms into an honest-to-god angel. He's half awake, his guard is non-existent. Morning Katsuki is a doting kissy-faced marshmallow man.

If you can wake up before the ass-crack of dawn, he will pamper the fuck out of you. You are royalty for one (1) hour only, and he is your bleary-eyed slave. You want a cuddlefuck? You got it. Hugs? Kisses? Take as many as you need. You want a perfect, fluffy, NON-SPICY omelette with a heart drawn in ketchup? Here it is, gorgeous.

Then he gets in the shower and the spell is broken.

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💥bang BANG💥

Let’s get the obvious out of the way: this here is an ASS. MAN. He'll spank you with his quirk; doesn’t matter if you’ve been good or bad. Wants to see you wince when you sit down later.

Likes pounding you face down with a vice grip on your waist.

Unfortunately, even with all that said... he doesn't exactly have the feral beast sex drive you were expecting. He’s married to his work and has the fuddy-duddy habits of a once and future valedictorian. Only fucks you when he has the time and energy to fully dedicate himself to it.

But ohhhh. Shit. When it's time? It's TIME. The man will rush for nothing. Stamina for days. Making you cum as many times as possible is a point of pride. Yeah, you passed out once.

You’re gonna need those days off when he’s done with you.

That dick THICC.

Sends unsolicited dick pics. Only after you’ve been dating a good long while - he doesn't show that shit to just anyone. But yeah, don’t check your phone at work. He won't cum without you; those pictures and videos are time bombs. You better get home. Now.

Physically dominant as FUCK, but won’t verbally degrade you unless you ask. Well, let’s be honest. Unless you beg.

Praise him and reap the rewards. A long hard ego stroking will get him off more than touching his cock ever will.

Will grab your hair and fuck your throat. Will also stop immediately if you need him to.

The two of you have safe words and gestures. Even for vanilla stuff. He’s paranoid about scaring or hurting you. He insisted you both sign a color-coded ‘love contract’ that he meticulously formatted in a word processor. When you gave him guff about it, his blush was the darkest crimson you’d ever seen.

Coin-flip: he will sometimes be unbelievably gentle in bed. Doting and affectionate, taking perfect care of you. Like, it’s baffling. There’s no warning, the switch just flips. When you want him to be extra-rough and mean, he’ll sweetly worship you instead. For hours.

Bonus: he likes being penetrated. But of course he’s got a complex about that too. Super intense power bottom. You will never fuck him hard enough. He’d like to see you try. Hit his prostate just right and he might literally explode.

You'll live happily ever after but he will say he loves you out loud exactly once. Maybe. If you're lucky. And you're both about to die.

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kingkatsuki · 3 years

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Let’s see if this works without making me anonymous again, like it did to my other three posts 😭

Head empty, only thoughts of Bakugou… As always. I blame you, in the best way possible. Buckle up, cuz I got a loooot on this one haha.

We all know our mans can fucking cook, right? And we’ve established he’s touchy in the best way. Let me tell you how I am linking these perfect things in my heeeaaaadddd. Picture with me, it’s a casual but fun hang-out night with all your friends. There’s both the Baku AND Dekusquads, as well as various partners, other former classmates, etc. And he’s had a long week, doesn’t exactly want to be here, but also doesn’t really mind too much. How can he, when you are sitting so prettily in his lap?

One big hand wraps around your bare thigh, thumb pushed up under the hem of your shorts. His other hand is curled around a bottle, arm wrapped around your waist. His chin is on your shoulder, occasionally turning so his nose can press into the crook of your neck and inhale the scent of his woman. His woman. He can’t get enough, even in front of so many people. You are laughing at something Kirishima said, and his content eyes trail lazily to the table in front of you both. There’s food there, of various kinds. But those vermillion irises land on the fruit, and an idea sparks. He sets his drink down to reach across the table towards the fruit, refusing to lift his other hand from your thigh.

He grabs a couple fruits, setting them on a plate in front of you both. He hums, nudging your cheek with his nose. Your attention slides straight to your man, no hesitation, making his heart thud a little harder in joy. You smile at him, and he presses a kiss to your lips. “You hungry, baby?” His question makes you pause, before nodding. “Yeah, I could eat.” You say, completely ignoring those around you unintentionally. He smiles, lifting a piece of fruit to your lips. Your lips part so prettily for him, teeth sinking into the fruit obediently. His breath catches when your tongue swipes across your bottom lip, and his cock starts filling out instantly. “Mmm, thank you Kats.” You say softly, and he’s fucking hooked.

He takes to feeding you when he can, anything he can get away with without directly telling you about it at first. You catch on quick though, because how can you not when his cock is rock hard under your ass, under your thigh, however you are sitting on him? There’s absolutely no way in hell you could just miss that. So after a few times, you get curious how far you can push him before he snaps and gives you exactly what you want. You wiggle a little bit when he feeds you a bite of something, directly on top of his already half hard dick.

He groans under his breath, eyes becoming hooded and hazy with lust pretty much instantly. After the fourth bite, you wiggling in his lap, he’s caught on. But he doesn’t call you out on it, just gives you a look that says he knows. He knows, and Katsuki Bakugou is nothing if not competitive. So he smirks, taking the challenge for what it is. He feeds you another bite, waits for your wiggle, and presses up into the heat between your thighs easily. “Kats!” You whine softly, and his grin is borderline feral. “Better behave, baby, or I’ll fuck you right here in front of our friends.” He threatens, but it does nothing to settle your arousal.

Feeling bold, you fold your legs up on either side of his, and bounce just enough for his breath to stutter in his chest. This game of cat and mouse is dangerous, but he has no intentions of losing. When you bounce a second time, his teeth grit slightly and he settles one hand on your hip in an iron grip. He pushes your hips down at the same time he grinds up into you, making you begin to melt in his hands. He slows his assault on your self-control just so he can feed you another bite, watching the way your tongue curls around the fruit. He really shouldn’t find feeding you so damn attractive, but he finds everything you do insanely attractive.

The teasing comes to an eclipse not long later, and he stands abruptly, letting your ass slide down his front just to hear your breath catch as he bids farewell to your friends. You get a round of hoots and hollers as he carts you off, his skin heating with his barely there leash on his self control.

And yeah, he fucking wrecks you. If you arrive at work the next day with marks on your neck, lips still slightly bruised from rough kisses, cheeks and thighs sensitive from his stubble rubbing into the skin… If you are just sliiightly worn out… Well, he very much blames you and the power you hold over him. You absolutely blame him, but there’s nothing but ‘cat that got the canary’ smiles on both your faces. Because you got exactly what you wanted in the end. And yes, you did win in the end. Even though he insists otherwise.

Just thinking about Bakugou with one hand on your thigh and another wrapped around a beer bottle should be my religion.

The way he’d be so content to just sit there with you and watch you talk to your friends while he sips at his drink quietly.

I need this, I want it 😭

#not mine #bakugou thirst

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itshuu · 3 years

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2. “I… don’t hate you”

pairing bakugou katsuki x gn!reader

word count 1,145 words

synopsis after losing to you in a match bakugou continues to challenge you and realizes these "non-hateful" feelings he has

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Bakugou was a dangerous man to mess with. He had what most would describe as a terrible attitude, a loud foul mouth and an unwelcoming presence.

I mean yeah, he had a few close friends who didn’t really mind his blasty personality like Kirishima, Denki, Sero and Mina. But there was also you.

You who he immediately labeled you as an extra when you arrived about three months ago. You who smiled back sweetly even when he gave you a glare. You who chuckled lightly when he cursed at you during a match. And you who softly whispered into his ear causing his body to slump over and his eyelids to droop to a close resulting in a loss on his end as he fell in to an unwarranted yet peaceful sleep.

When Kirishima woke him up he was absolutely furious. He stood up, eyes bulging, hands popping as he activated his quirk shouting on the top of his lungs for a rematch.

“WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY?” he yelled at Kirishima who quickly shushed him and pointed at your sleeping figure.

Taking in your current state he couldn’t help the vein that bulged out from his forehead. You defeated him (luckily) and immediately took a nap? Who the hell did you think you were?

He watched your stupid chest rise and fall softly, your slightly parted lips letting out small puffs, your closed eyes adorned with soft eyelas-

“Bro, why are you glaring at her, you know she’s sleeping right?” Kirishima whispered.

“He wasn’t glaring, he was gawking at her!”Mina chimes in obnoxiously with a snicker while Denki wiggled his eyebrows at Bakugou.

Bakugou clicked his tongue out of annoyance as he walked right towards you in short but aggressive strides. As if right cue you stretched out, yawning as you peaked through your eyes at the fiery boy heading towards you.

When Bakugou reached over he stood directly in front of you staring you down with a deadly glare as you rubbed your eye.

“Hey dumbass, I want a rematch” he muttered grumpily.

“Me too” you said nodding with a bright sleepy smile on your face. Bakugou felt his eye twitch and an odd pang in his chest from seeing you smile like so at him.

“You’re strong, so tomorrow, okay?”

Bakugou can only scoff at such an obvious statement. Of course he’s strong, he’s the best. He was just caught off-guard today and you managed to get lucky.

“Right after class, don’t be late” he responds turning back around to leave.

Laying in bed that night he couldn’t help but wonder about you. Why hadn’t he noticed this incredible drive of yours before? How could he lose before he grasped the situation at hand? Just who are you? He sighed out of exhaustion and tussled around in bed. He could barely even remember your name at times. He knew little to nothing about you — an opponent who beat him in their first battle together in only a matter of seconds. He felt his jaw clench out of frustration.

And so you met the hot-headed boy the next day for a match to which you let him win (but he didn’t know that) and he cackled like mad man. It was entertaining to you, how his mood can switch so quickly after cursing at you throughout the match. And so you asked him for a rematch which he agreed to out of the sudden surge of his self-confidence. And your sweet smile made another appearance to his eyes.

Things continued this way for some time. From two fights to twenty to forty to fifty fights. Meeting up a few times every week to add to the number of matches, both of you kept score of their own wins. Naturally, you began eating lunch with him and the Bakusquad, throwing playful jabs at each other, walking back to the dorms after training together and finding comfort in each other’s presence.

He learned how soft-spoken yet confident you were, your favorite foods, your full name (he remembered it this time) and more about your drive to become a hero.

Unconsciously, Bakugou stopped yelling and cursing so much around you. Noticing almost immediately you chuckled to yourself about it each time while Bakugou felt his cheeks heat up.

At the end of your matches he’d subtly offer you a water bottle saying he had extras, and teasingly ask if he tired you out to check on you.

Bakugou would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy your company but he wouldn’t admit it either. But when he noticed the way you dragged your body, the subtle discoloration of your skin and the desperate puffs of air you let out during today’s match he knew you were pushing your limits.

“That’s enough, let’s call it a draw” Bakugou said easing his stance and walking over to you.

You laughed dryly, “did I tire you out that much?” As your hunched over trying to catch your breathe Bakugou can only snort at your terrible joke when you’re the one suffering.

“I’m not the one gasping for air dumbass, lets go” he responds as he bends down in front of you, back first.

Caught off guard, you stood in shock but began to giggle softly which he heard and broke his neck to look back at you incredulously.

“What the fuck are you laugin’ about? I said let’s go!” he angrily barked at you.

With a weak yet thankful smile you slowly climbed onto his back, clasping your hands around his neck and he took off with you towards the nurse’s office.

The trip was quiet but comfortable. As you nuzzled your head into he groaned.

“You’re so fuckin’ sweaty” he complained.

“Hey, I didn’t complain when you told me to jump on your sweaty back” you challenged back.

“Well without me you never would’ve made it to the damn nurse” he grumbled under his breath which earned a chuckle and hum of agreement from you.

After a moment of silence once again you felt your eyelids begin to droop.

“Hey Katsu” you started. He slightly turnt his head encouraging you to continue.

“What do you think about me?”

His eyes widened as he staggered a bit trying to process your question. His palms started to sweat and his heart rate began to speed up but still he tried to remain calm.

“Why are you asking me such a dumb question?” Bakugou responded.

Suddenly he felt your dainty hands squeeze him gently but with slight more force.

“Please” you whispered, “tell me before I fall asleep.”

Bakugou let out a shaky breath he didn’t even know he was holding and felt his cheeks heating up.

“I… don’t hate you” he whispered back, to which he felt you smile widely in his back.

“I like you too Katsu.”

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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He’s Lost - Bakugou Katsuki - Part 2

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: angst, slightest fluff, cursing, physical harm mentions, lowkey little yandere obsessive hints, smut, 18+, daddy kink, sad boi Bakugou :(

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Summary: Bakugou’s been going through hell ever since the breakup. He’s been so lost without you. But he’s willing to do whatever it takes to win back his Teddy bear. Everything and anything for the love of his life.

*Everyone is of age for legal consent (which is 16 in Japan, if you are uncomfortable with it please move along, thx<3)*

A/N: Bakugou is a little OOC but the main thing in the beginning starts with fixing up Katsuki a little bit. So sorry if you don’t really enjoy it all that much<3

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Melancholy music bounces off the walls of the dark room. The river of tears that flow down his once perfect porcelain skin is everlasting. As he lays in the soft bed, staring at the ceiling, he thinks about all he could’ve done better for you. In his hand, the same framed picture of you both that he’s held onto every night ever since the horrible incident. Y/N L/N. Like a song that’s stuck on loop. It’s the only thing that runs through his mind.

The door swiftly opens, and much to his disliking, a massive amount of light now enters the former den of manliness pit of depression.

To show his displeasure, Bakugou rolled himself in the blankets, covering his entire body in them and being the picture inside with him as well. With different circumstances, Y/N would’ve thought it was cute or adorable, but it wasn’t Y/N that opened the door.

“Really Bakubro?” The blonde’s best friend spoke.

Eijirou Kirishima. The best friend of our dearest sad boy. He’s been letting his Bakubro crash in his dorm room because Katsuki refuses to clean his own. It looks exactly the same as it did on Valentine’s Day. Just a little different.

Rose petals were dead and dried up on his floors, candles were nearly melted to the bottom as they lay everywhere in the room, the curry was thankfully thrown out by Kirishima claiming that he could smell the spoiled aroma all the way from his room. But the presents, letter, and new gear stayed in the exact same spots. Bakugou didn’t feel worthy enough to be blessed with all the stuff but he was oh so desperate to be worthy. Worthy of your time, your love, and you in general.

Bakugou let out a grumbled whine of displeasure. He could feel the disappointment and concern radiating off his friend. As Katsuki poked just his face out of the covers, he was met with the expression that represented those two things.

“You can’t keep living like this bro,” Kirishima began, “You can’t keep hallowing in sadness in my room. I wanna help you, but you gotta help yourself too. Ever since you and Y/N split-“ Bakugou quickly interrupted.

“We didn’t split, she left me!” The blonde cried.

“...Right, okay. Well ever since Y/N left you, you’re not the same. You stay in here, playing the same damn sad tunes, covering yourself in my blankets, crying all day, and holding onto that picture! You haven’t even been to class or training! Shit man, you don’t even come out of my room to eat food! I gotta bring your plate here just to make sure that you’re properly fed. You’re a mess Bakugou. And not even the hot kind!” His best friend was right. He was a mess. And not even the hot kind.

“Well what the hell am I supposed to do shitty hair?” Bakugou said while dragging the covers over his face once more. Inside the blanket he held onto the picture as if it were actually you.

The fake red head snatched the covers off of his friend’s body and forced him up.

The said friend didn’t take too kindly to that and growled in displeasure.

“What the fuck Kirishima,” Bakugou said, a little to calm and chilling.

“Dont give me that bull Katsuki. You gotta get her back. I would say move on, but it’s clear you can’t.” Kirishima said while rolling his eyes.

Bakugou mirrored the action and said “yea no shit genius. I can’t and won’t move on.”

“So then go get her man!” Kirishima yelled

“And how the fuck am I supposed to do that? Huh?!” Bakugou was so confused. In what way was it going to be possible to win you back?

“Figure it out! Look Bakugou, I’ll be here to help you along the way, but you gotta figure this shit out on your own. This is your relationship here, if you want it as bad as you claim you do then prove it. You want Y/N back? Then fight for her, idiot!” The blonde’s eyes seemed to go wide.

Two words stuck out to Katsuki during his friend’s little speech. Prove it. Fuck yeah he will! He’ll prove to the whole damn universe how much he wants you back. More importantly, he’ll prove it to you and win you back.

The iconic Bakugou smirk reappeared on Katsuki’s face. Kirishima took it as a good sign. “Alright shitty hair, you want me to prove how badly I want Y/N back. FINE!” The two friends pulled the iconic bro hug to seal the deal.

(You know? That shit that guys do where they high five and pull each other in with that one hand for the quickest hug and pat each other on the back? You know what I’m talking about.)

“Welcome back Katsuki.” Kirishima gladly stated. “Now get the fuck out of my room man, I’m sick of sleeping on the common room couches and you reek. Take a shower. And get your own clothes from your own room.”

As Kirishima pushed him out into the hallway and shut the door, it hit Bakugou like a bus. This would be Katsuki’s first challenge. Going back into the room filled with the torn love.

As Katsuki opened the door holding onto the picture, he felt his heart sink. He saw the damage. Melted candles, dried petals, the gifts and letter. Even the nasty smell of the spoiled curry still remained. As Katsuki gathered the courage to walk in and place the picture on the messy nightstand, it’s like the room was holding onto some sad emotions. Heartache and regret filled Katsuki’s chest. He couldn’t believe how fast it happened. He thought he would at least have a minute or two before he felt the pain again. Man, did it hurt like hell.

Katsuki dashed to his closet grabbing the first things he saw. He grabbed his shower container that held all his soaps and cleaning utensils and ran out the room, shutting the door. Once out, he let out a breath of relief.

“...after I clean myself up, the room’s next.” Katsuki said with determination as he walked towards the boy’s community showers and bath house.

When the hot water hit his skin, he felt a sense of calm. It wasn’t the same as the warmth of Kirishima’s blankets. It was better. The water and hot steam completely engulfed him in relaxation. The water washed away not only the dirt and grime, but also some of the tense feelings. For a moment, he felt at ease.

As Katsuki walked out the bathing area now fully clothed and dried, he made his way back to his room. He stood there, staring at the knob until he felt he was ready. Once he opened the door, the emotions hit him once again. Like a wave of sadness washed over his entire body. Finally, he stepped in.

First things first. Open up these windows. Let out that disgusting air filled with spoiled curry and sad emotions. When Katsuki took a breath a fresh air, he felt so alive. Much better than he has in days.

Now, we gotta move stuff. Katsuki picked up his dirty laundry and put it in his closet to wash later. He moved all his presents up off the floor and onto the bed. He swepted all the dead petals and toss them in his trash can. He threw out all the ruined candles and sprayed the room with air fresheners. He fixed up his bed and placed the picture frame back on his now cleaned nightstand. Next to it, a lit candle that smelled of caramel.

Katsuki took a seat at his desk. He was back to thinking about Y/N and all that he could do to win her back. As he checked his clock, he realized just how late it was. Kirishima came back to him at the end of class and training which was around 6. He spent an hour talking to Katsuki, and then Katsuki spent 4 hours cleaning himself and his room. It was 11:00 now. Way past his usual bed time. He’ll figure things out in the morning.

Katsuki smiled to himself as he layed in his own bed. He was finally on the right track again and one step closer to getting his teddy bear back. He turned to the picture frame, and grabbed onto it, hugging it while he slept. Katsuki was getting better but he wasn’t whole again. He needed Y/N to help him sleep alright, so holding the picture at night will have to do. He couldn’t wait till he woke up in the morning. Tomorrow he had school, he’ll get to see Y/N’s beautiful face for the first time in awhile, but before that, you bet your ass he’s waking up extra early to come up with a plan.

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The next morning

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *click!*

The blonde smacked his alarm button before he rose up and stretched his body. Today was the day. He’s gets to see Y/N again. Bakugou just sits in place staring at nothing. Just taking 2 minutes to regain full consciousness. Once he’s set, he’s up and getting ready. It’s 4 in the morning now, so he begins to strategize.

Katsuki is pulling out easels and white boards. Pulling out notebooks and writing down facts. What Y/N is interested in, her favorite hobbies and foods, where she likes to spend her time, what she could need help with that Bakugou could assist her with. He’s also writing down the highlights of their relationship and what she seemed to enjoy best about him. He’ll be keeping that as a reference for when he needs to reassess on how he should treat her better. He will do better this time. That’s a promise to himself and you.

After half an hour of slightly struggling, he reaches out for help. Now at 4:30 a.m, here was the blonde knocking at his best friend’s door.

Rock music is blasting, sweat is flying everywhere and punches are being thrown at a hero. Not just any hero, Crimson Riot! As Kirishima continues to spar with his idol, he’s interrupted by a banging sound.

*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*

“The hell?” The younger red head says. Soon his idol began to fade away.

“Crimson Riot! Hey are you okay sir?!” But it was too late, the man was gone. Now the whole room was waving around. Did Kirishima accidentally mistake his giant jug of water for vodka or something? Soon he was left in nothing but a black abyss. And then....he fell!

“Shitty hair.....Ei....KIRISHIMA!”

“AH!” The red head screamed as he shot up from the bed, head-butting his best friend right then and there. Great, a perfect dream. Ruined.

“Ah, shit!” Bakugou said in pain as he held his now throbbing forehead. “What the fuck?”

“That’s my line Bakugou,” the red head sighed, “Did you break into my room? Jeez man, what the fuck? What are you doing here at.....4:38 a.m?!?!? DUDE!”

“I know, my bad okay? But..I could use some help.” Bakugou whispered the last part so Kirishima had no idea what this man just said.

“What bro?” Kirishima asked.

“I said....I could use some help.” The blonde repeated.

“C’mon man, you’re gonna have to speak u-“

“I need your help, alright?!” Bakugou finally said. Kirishima sighed. His bro really couldn’t wait until later?

“Bakugou, you know I’m always down to help you out but this is too early man. Can we just-“ the blonde quickly added on to what he was previously saying.

“Please.”

Kirishima’s eyes shot open after he closed them to drift off back to sleep. Did the Katsuki Bakugou just ask for help by saying please? This must be extremely important.

“......alright. You got me, I’m up. But if I’m gonna be up at 4 in the morning, others are gonna be helping us too.” Kirishima bargained.

“But-“ Kirishima cut him off

“But nothing. Besides, I’m drowsy in the morning so I wouldn’t really focus all that well. And we’re just going to the people we can trust.” The red head explained.

“Fine.” The blonde gave in. So there they went, gathering the other members of the Bakusquad (minus Y/N) to help Bakugou win back his girl.

As the 4 sleepy heads sat down on Bakugou’s floor infront of the whiteboard he wrote on, The blonde began to explain some of his plans.

“So I was thinking of treating her real nice all day until she takes me back and we become friends again, eventually leading to our relationship, but then I realized she’d be into a fake me and we all know I can’t pull the nice guy act forever. Then I thought I’d spoil her with all of the things she desires, but money can’t buy you love. So I thought I could-“ Katsuki quickly noticed the long period of silence other than his voice.

There, were his 4 friends sleeping in a dog pile in the middle of his dorm room floor, completely ignoring everything he’s been saying.

Bakugou sighed and grabbed a small “heroes weekly” issue sitting on his desk, rolled it up, and wacked his friends in their heads.

“You idiots...WAKE THE FUCK UP!” Ahh, welcome back Gremlin Bakugou.

As his friends came back from the dead, they all complained.

“Aww c’mon Bakugou. We’ve been at this for an hour already, it’s 5:40.” Sero said while yawning.

“I don’t care. You idiots offered to help so here you are.” Bakugou said while turning to face the board again.

“We didn’t offer shit!” The bakusquad simultaneously replied.

Mina let out a groan while rubbing her eyes open, “Look Bakugou. We really want you and Y/N to be happy together, we really do, but maybe it’s for the best if you guys don-“ Mina was cut off by Denki slapping his hand over her mouth.

As she looked at her electric friend, she saw a nervous expression on his face. She followed his gaze and saw the back of an angry and almost insane looking and shaking Bakugou.

Hearing Mina say that he should let Y/N go triggered something in his brain. But hearing her say they wanted the couple back together enlightened him too. His mind got the two mixed up.

‘Everyone wants us back together. Not just me. So...then we are back together. Yeah. Y/N is still mine’ the now insane blonde thought to himself.

“....Ok well, time to go, get some sleep, see you idiots in the morning!” Bakugou said while pushing the group out of his room. Once they made it over the threshold, he slammed the door.

With an insane plan in mind, Bakugou checked the time and saw he could take at least a good hour long nap before he had to get ready to leave for school. And that’s exactly what he did. So he jumped into the covers, grabbing onto the picture and drifted off into sleep.

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*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *click!*

Bakugou’s alarm rang once more, and again, he slammed it shut. He stretched, got up outta bed and changed into his uniform. That power nap really well rested him, but it also must’ve fucked up his brain even more.

‘And now it’s time to go see my beautiful girlfriend,’ he thought to himself.

After Mina’s comments last night, it hit Bakugou with a great realization. Everyone wanted him and Y/N back together. Not just him. So why not give everybody what they want? Sure maybe Y/N might not completely want it but she’ll learn how to love Bakugou again. Everyone’s happy. And so, Bakugou was convinced that him and Y/N were back together.

At breakfast, Bakugou ran down to already see the Squad up and eating.

“Why the hell do you losers look like death?” He asked while grabbing a cup for his orange juice.

“Well we were all trying to sleep, but after what happened this morning, we couldn’t.” Mina explained.

“What happened this morning? There was nothing big except you guys helping me out.” Kirishima really couldn’t believe it. Had his dear friend not even notice his weird ass trigger moment earlier?

“Alright whatever. Anyway, wheres Y/N?” Bakugou asked after he finished his cup.

“Oh, she just left. She had an early breakfast and went for a quick walk.” Mina said.

“You planning on talking to her today Kacchan?” Denki questioned him.

“You damn Spark Plug, of course I’m gonna talk to my girlfriend today. Fucking idiot.” He said as he grabbed his bag and walked out the kitchen.

“.........Huh?” The entire squad was left in confusion.

‘Had they gotten back together this morning? Did she really accept him back that fast? What the fuck is going on?’ They all thought.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?” Kaminari cried out as he pulled at and scruffled his hair in confusion.

Ah Denki. Always saying what everyone is thinking but the only one ballsy enough to idiotically say it aloud.

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As she walked to class, Y/N hummed a little song to herself. She enjoyed her walk as it helped clear her mind from all the recent events. Her breakup with Bakugou really took a toll on her. They were together for almost 2 years (EVER SINCE JUNIOR HIGH) so of course the split hit her hard. He accused her of cheating and burned her. So much for trust, right? Not only that, but the burn left a tiny scar. Usually, due to you having a regeneration ability as part of your quirk, Phoenix, the scar should’ve healed up. Maybe the emotional damage caused it to permanently mark itself in you. Oh well, whats done is done. And now it’s time for class.

When you walked though the door, you were expecting a normal day. Ever since the split, you usually got their a lot earlier before anyone else so you could sit, do a little reading, sketch out a little drawing, or just rest your eyes until the bell rang. Except this time, when you opened the door, someone jumped on you for a hug.

“Babe! There you are you little dumbass. Jeez, I was looking for you everywhere.” Bakugou said as he let go of the hug. “I’ve missed you, haven’t seen you in a few days.”

“Uhm, you said babe??” You spoke with a confused and shocked voice.

“Yeah, I called you babe? So what? We always call each other that. You are my girlfriend after all.” He said so casually as he walked to his seat.

THISMANSAIDWHAATTT

“Uh, Bakugou-“

“Katsuki.” He deadpanned.

“Bakugou, we broke up.” You stated while walking up to him.

“Mm...no we didn’t.” He once again so casually said.

“Wha- I- we- you-....HUH?!” You stuttered out.

“Y/N-“

“L/N!” You corrected.

“Y/N. We didn’t break up you dummy, we only had a little set back and that’s fine. All couples do. But thankfully you forgave me and we’ve moved past it,” he began as he pulled you into his lap, “besides, everyone wants us back together including us so why not make it easier for everyone.”

You began stuttering out none sense right there on his lap. You were in such shock and utter disbelief that he said all that bullshit. Well maybe he was right about one thing. Everyone did want you guys back together, including you both, but that’s besides the point! Y’all broke up! He needs to accept it.

“Baku- no- I- we-“ and before you knew it, his lips were on yours.

And for some reason, you didn’t push him away. Granted you didn’t accept it either, but you slowly melted into it. The kiss was passionate and slow. It wasn’t sloppy, it was very controlled, but it was just a lotta lip and tongue. The whole thing sent butterflies to your heart and stomach. Oh how you missed moments like these with Katsuki.

He readjusted you on his lap so that you were now straddling him. His hands travelled down to your ass as he gave it a nice squeeze, one that made you moan into the kiss. Your arms went straight to his neck to pull him in for more and he took it as an invitation to start. The kiss began to get a little rougher. More tongue and teeth, both of you extremely desperate for the touch from one another. With your cunt pressed onto his crotch, he slowly thrusted up into you as you grinded down slowly on him. You both started breathing heavier and letting out little whimpers of ecstasy. He could probably feel your now soaked panties. One hand left your ass and came around to the front. He pressed on your soaked pussy through your damp underwear and it caused shutters to go through your entire body.

You began pressing down into his hand, desperate for more friction and Bakugou noticed. He moved your panties to the side and slipped in one finger. This was rewarded with a louder moan that caused Katsuki to smile into the kiss. He knew you and your body so well. He was determined to treat you right and get you to fall for him one more time. As his finger felt around your velvet walls, he slipped in another one, receiving an even louder cry of pleasure. You broke off from the kiss to throw your head back. Katsuki saw this as an opportunity to attack your neck. To mark you up and let everyone know you still belonged to him.

“K-Katsuki. Don’t...don’t stop,” you panted.

“I won’t princess, I’ll take care of you.” He smiled.

Without warning, he shoved in 2 more fingers. You were so loud and Bakugou was so proud. You were gonna let everyone know what’s happening and he was excited.

He lifted his head to whisper into your ear as you continued to moan and sigh.

“Well aren’t you just a little slut. You want everyone to know how well daddy takes care of you? You want them to hear you scream in pleasure?” His words went straight to your cunt that was now welcoming in his 5th and final finger. Completely fisting you now, you let out loud cries.

“S-uki, .....ah, AH YES! Mm, s’too much!” You cried out. You couldn’t help it, you loved him. You knew you did. Even though what he did was wrong, your body took over and your mind turned off. You fully succumbed to his wishes.

You let your feet hit the ground to stand yourself up a little bit and fall down onto his fist, meeting the thrust of his hand moving in and out of you. Watching the show, Katsuki couldn’t help but stare in delight. His hard on growing bigger and bigger each second as he bit his lip to hold back his sounds. Watching you bounce on just his fist did something to him and brought out a feral beast. He snapped.

He pulled his fist out of your aching pussy and sat you down on his desk. He stood up infront of you and tore your delicate panties off.

“Katsuki-“ you were silenced with a smack to your ass

“That’s not my name, teddy bear. C’mon now, you know exactly what I wanna hear.” He said while caressing your thighs.

“..Yes daddy.” You bashfully said.

With a kiss to your cheek he praised you.

“Good girl.” As he began to unbuckle his belt, you looked around the classroom.

“D-daddy. Someone’s gonna see!” You cautiously stated.

Katsuki reassured you with a kiss to your lips, “We’ll be fine princess, I promise,” he said while placing his tip at your entrance. You whimpered at the thought of him inside you again, it’s been so long. You were almost nervous. That is until Katsuki place a finger under your chin so you could face him in his eyes.

“I’m gonna take care of you, so don’t worry.” And with that you slowly nodded. And he finally began to press into you.

With just his tip in, you let out a breathy moan. He was bigger than you remembered. He kept pressing and pressing until he was fully inside your warm and tight hole. You both let out a moan at the feeling of each other.

“Daddy, please move.” And he did as he was told. With a steady pace set, he thrusted himself in and out of you. Both of you moaning louder every second. While you were enveloped in the euphoric feeling, Katsuki was struggling to hold back the beast inside of him. That is until you came up to his ear.

“Fuck me like you mean it, daddy. I won’t break, I promise.” You said in his ear and Katsuki swore he could hear your smirk. Gripping your ass and continuing his pace he spoke.

“Don’t be mad when you can’t walk for the next week,” he smirked. With that, he slammed himself deeper, harder, and faster inside of you. His tip hitting your cervix. You let our screams of pure pleasure and he did the same.

“Oh yesss...shit daddy..so big..”

“F-fuck! Oh you like that? Yeah princess? ...oh shit baby your pussy takes me so well. Y-Yeah, your tight little cunt takes this big cock so fucking well,” he moved faster inside, exploring you completely. His hands went straight to your shirt and and ripped it open. You had a few buttons fly everywhere, but you didn’t care. He pushed your bra up and let one of your mounds fall into his hand. He squeezed it tight to release a generous moan from you. He then dove into the valley of breast to mark your chest. You held onto the back of his head and tugged at his hair and he growled at he feeling, enjoying every second of it.

“Oh yess princess just like that. S-shit. Oh fuck yes...oh you’re mine,” he went deeper inside as he spoke.

“Fuck! Daddy yes! Right t-there! Oh my god..yess,” you cried out.

“Can you feel that. Oh fuck, can you feel my dick in your gut?” He moaned out. Katsuki went to grip the edge of his desk as you kept your hold around his neck, causing him to somehow move faster. He went up to taste your lips once more

“I love you....so much princess...you hear me...Mm, your mine,” he said between kisses and ended with a smack to your now red ass.

His words had you squeezing his cock. He knew what was coming.

“Aww, is princess gonna cum? You gonna cum on daddy’s dick?” He teased.

“Mm...p-please daddy. Please let me cum,” you said while throwing your head back. Katsuki only smirked at this.

“Not yet~” he pulled out of you, leaving you a whiny mess.

“N-no! Daddy please! Please let me finish,” you said while holding onto his shoulders, inches away from his face, pressing your chest to his. Your words caused his “little” friend to grow even harder and Katsuki only smirked and looked down at you.

“Dont worry teddy bear, Daddy’s not done with you yet.” He yanked you off the desk and pressed you down onto it, with your chest to the desk. Then he slammed back into you, returning to the fast pace again.

“Fuck yeah..oh god look at this ass. Nice and round, all red for me,” he said while pounding into you.

He gave your ass a good few smacks, countered with a thrust each harder than the last before going to lay his chest on top of you to whisper in your ear.

“You wanna be a good girl for daddy? Huh, teddy bear?” He asked.

“Mmm, yes! Yes I’ll be good, just please!” You cried out. He reached his hand over to rub on your clit. Your body began to shake with pleasure.

“Then cum with me.....NOW,” he said, and that was all it took for you to release the white liquid. As you came you could feel his hot release filling you up to the brim. He cried out in pure pleasure while you did the same.

You both stayed in that position for a bit, and you could feel the mixture of both your release dripping down your inner thighs. Soon, you felt Katsuki lower himself to kiss your neck.

“You did so good princess.” He calmly said to you. It was relieving, and you loved the sound of his voice, but you couldn’t help but feel a little off at this whole ordeal.

Katsuki pulled out of you and watched how his cum covered and filled your entire pussy. He smiled at the sight and went to grabbed some tissue on Aizawa’s desk to clean you and himself up.

He tucked himself back into his pants and you rebuttoned your shirt the best you could and flipped your skirt back down. Since Katsuki tore your panties you’d have to go commando at least until you got back to your room. You watched as Katsuki went to throw away the tissues and your torn underwear into the trash can. When he made his way back to you, he held you in his arms and attempted to kiss you. But you turned away.

“Hey teddy be-“

“No, Katsuki. Please don’t call me that.” You said while looking down. Katsuki felt his heart hurt a little. You’re always gonna be his teddy bear, why would he ever stop calling you that?

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” He asked you.

“Us. This. Katsuki, what happened today should not have happened.” You said

“What?” He was so confused and a little hurt.

As tears start to fill your eyes, you did everything you could to not let them fall. “Suki, we broke up. You accused me of cheating, you burned me! So for us to come in here and just have sex like nothing happened is wrong.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry for what happened. Seriously, after what I did it destroyed me. But please listen, I lov-“ you cut him off again.

“I know!.....I know you do Katsuki.....and I love you too Suki. So much,” this brought a smile to his face. A true, genuine smile that you loved so dearly.

“But I’m scared.” You added on. This made Katsuki’s smile drop, worry and concern fill his eyes.

“Of what exactly?” He asked you while gently holding onto your hand.

“.....You.” This shocked him. His own teddy bear feared him. Heartbreaking.

“I’m scared of the lack of trust that you have for me. And not only that, but your quirk too. Katsuki I know you’re one of the best students here at UA, but I know you’re emotions can get out of hand too. It’s clear that when you’re not in control of your feelings, your quirk can lash out. The evidence is right here,” you turned you arm that he was holding to show him the scar he left on you.

Now this really hurt Katsuki. He loved marking you with his love, not with his anger. The fact that he did that to you sent his mind into a frenzy. Until he felt your touch on his cheek.

Holding onto his cheek with your soft hands, you spoke reassuring words. “Katsuki, you were right about two things. I do want us to be together again and I do forgive you,” and with that, Katsuki leaned into your touch. Holding onto your hand that held his face, he released a single tear he didn’t know he was holding and closed his eyes in relief and satisfaction.

“But I can’t be with you again.” Your words caused him to open his eyes and stare at you in shock and fear. “At least...not yet.”

Whew, his heart rate went back down. Oh the rollar coaster of emotions this poor boy was currently on.

“Yet?” He asked hopefully.

“Suki, I’m still trying to fix myself, and it’s clear that you need to fix yourself too. I really want to be with you, but we both need time to grow for each other. I can’t leave you. I know for sure that in my heart, you’re always gonna be the one I run back to, but I don’t want to run back to someone who could possibly hurt me again. I want to come back to you knowing that when we are together again, our relationship is secured.” You explained.

A silence filled the air. You both stared at each other for what felt like forever. Nobody else in the world. Just you and him. He then pulled you in for a tight hug. As he held onto you, you could feel hot tears hitting your shoulder, and quiet sobs left his voice along with a hitched breath every now and then. Katsuki was crying.

“....I promise you. I’m gonna get better for you. I’m gonna be worthy of you and your love and it’ll stay that way for the rest of our lives. You and me. Together. Im gonna do whatever it takes to get you back and I won’t stop at anything until you’re mine again. I swear I’ll treat you better than I ever did before. As long as I know that you’re coming back to me and me only, I’ll wait for you for as long as it takes teddy bear.” He said into your neck with his arms tightly wrapped around your waist.

“I know you will Suki. And I promise I won’t make you wait too long.” You said while hugging him back.

“You better not.” The blonde said.

“Don’t forget though, I’m always yours. And just yours.” You reassured him.

“......Can we at least make this a little easier for me and say we didn’t split. We’re just on a break. A small break?” He said, now looking directly in your eyes while still holding onto you.

You put his worries at ease with your gentle smile. “The smallest break, Suki.” You softly laughed as you both went back in for another hug.

“........I like it better when you call me daddy,” the damn devil said while smiling.

“Shut up you horny idiot.” You chuckled.

‘I can’t wait to be yours again,’ you both thought

You both stayed there in each other’s embraces until the world faded away. It was just you and him. Together. You were both no longer lost. You weren’t at your destination yet, but you were on the right tracks. One step closer to each other. One step closer to love.

A/N: There’s still a little more I wanna add to the story, so there will be a part 3 to close this little short story. Sorry if there were any spelling mistakes. Thank you guys so much for the love and support. As a new writer I never expected to grow so quickly so I truly love each and every one of you bear cubs! Sorry this was so long, I hope you enjoyed! 💗🧸

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little-fairy-forest · 3 years

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hey hey hey !! i hope ur having a great day lovely 💗

what about they boys having a crush on then alter getting with y/n who is tiktok famous like 10+ mil, but not in that pretty privilege way like more of a naturally hilarious and is genuinely a nice caring person.

she does occasionally make dance videos but they aren’t serious and she’s just their type of person. maybe someone comments something and she responds with a thirst trap 😭 also when there are hate comments she responds with a rly good comeback etc

hope ur getting on well 💕💗

🍀 hello darling love seeing you pop up in my inbox! Today is going great sun is shining again 🌞

Boys x wholesome tiktok! reader

Bakugou,Midoriya,Todoroki, fluff,

Bakugou

He was on tiktok for a while now, only got it to watch people roast accounts on duets and to catch up on hero news and just general things that are trendy, he knew who you were since hello?? You went viral last summer for your series of "how much can I buy with x amount in x place" you went all over your local town to try differnt restaurants and clothing shops

People loved how caring and nice to strangers you were and how you always gave an honest review and gave the company some advertisement :)

As you made your way around your city you bumped into the bakusquad in a restaurant on the weekend, you went over to the bubbly friend group and asked If they enjoyed their meal and played one of your games "answer the question and get your meal free" you occasionally will play at random so people don't use you

You asked Kirishima "how many colours in the rainbow" and he answered 6, poor boy is colour blind...Sero and Kaminari were laughing as kirishima got embarrassed, you said you won't post the tiktok and gave the group another chance since it wasn't fair

You decided to ask Bakugou the question "name a country begging with 'U'" Bakugou responded instantly "tch easy- Ukraine, now pay for our shit"

You found their humor funny and asked if you could post the tiktok, they agreed since your so popular and funny like how could they say no to you? The y/n

Bakugou and his friends were tagged in the Tiktok and they gained sum recognition on their own page from their silly videos they post, bakugou decided to post a video tagging you at a restaurant you "wouldnt be able to handle" since the ramen is so spicy

You challenged Bakugou to the eating contest the restaurant does, he excepted.

You went live on tiktok to show the challenge being done

Both you and Bakugou were so close to finishing, you were eating the ramen at the same pace, but Bakugou was a little bit faster since he has eaten this before

Bakugou was announced the winner and all your fans were sad to see you loose but happy that you didn't be a sore loser about it

You asked Bakugou what he wanted as the result of winning from you, only two things surprisingly

"Take you on a date and bragging rights"

Bakugou was not going to pass the chance to take his crush on a date, he would literally marry you tomorrow, he hates to admit- but he has your merch hidden in his closet

After your little date he took you to another small restaurant, you really like Bakugou, his personality, well his charming, uh his uniqueness? Yeah add that. His looks and probably his admiration to be a pro hero

You ended up keeping your relationship pretty low key but you decided to make a series on your tiktok of "battling my bf to an eating contest no.x " where you both battle out a restaurants eating contests

You make, ask him to join in on dances and sometimes little pranks on the blond

No thirst traps!

Until you wanted to prove people in the comments that they could take your man- hell no! Katsuki is yours

When you posted the thirst trap, you tagged Katsuki so he could see it and respond to the people saying they could take him away from you

@bakugou_katsuki.pow that man is mine if he likes it or not 💕💥🔪

Katsuki liked how you stud up for yourself...but seriously? A thirst trap? That's only meant for him to see behind close doors. Oh well now people can admire what he gets after hours ;)

Midoriya

Midoriya knew who you were also since you were pretty famous on japan tiktok, you choose a hero and tried to recreate their hero costume with a budget. You would buy your materials from thrifted items

He loved watching you put a slight spin in the costumes, when you decided to do the up coming hero's of U.A and asked people to send in their costumes, he had to jump on his train!

When he sent you his costume (the one from quite recent not his first design by his mother) you really enjoyed the process of stitching everything together and wearing it on the photo shoot you do afterwards

You asked Midoirya if you can both do a side by side comparison of the costumes in a photoshoot soon and when he got the text on tiktok he threw his phone using his quirk....

After he calmed down from seeing his now cracked screen he replied instantly!

@izuwu_deku: of course! I love your creations and your tiktok page! I especially loved the iron age all might but it wasn't exactly similar since you-

After you found his little criteria cute when you read through the text message

You sent him a location to meet for the photoshoot at a near by flower feild

As the photoshoot went on you realised just how cute Midoirya was and how adorable he is when he rants and mumbled about heros, he is in a similar predicament with you when he sees how focused you are about your passion in photography.

When your focused on looking between different photos to see what you wanted to take next, Izuku realised how big of a puppy crush he had on you! He asked for a quick picture at the end of the photoshoot to post on instagram and he didn't realise what mess it would get him into

@izuku_midoriya_offcial : great day out with @y/nphotos ! Loved the photos we took over on their page :) can't wait to see you again 📸 #izuy/n #goals

His fans went crazy! Seriously poor boy didn't realise what he wrote until he got texts messages from his class mates later on that day

@electric_love: wow Midoriya didn't know you were such a ladies man! 😍

@tough_pebble: the look in Midoriyas eyes in the second picture 👀

@katsuki_bakugou.pow: this is disgusting, gonna get sick dumbass 🤢

Midoriya tried to apologise after his accident but you weren't annoyed, it made the confession a lot easier!

Now you both do couples costumes on tiktok and it melts everyone's heart 💗

Todoroki

Todoroki only seen your tiktoks because they came up on instagram a few times

He noticed his favourite cafe, also a cat cafe, had a new employee who ran their social medias

You, you were so kind, cute, calm and caring, a little bit sassy to the customers who try and pull something sneaky

You were the only reason why shouto made a second account on tiktok to comment things under your page without his classmates knowing

@cold_s0ba: the ginger kitten looks sad, I should come and play with it 🐱🧶

@cold_s0ba: I really enjoyed my day at the cafe again, y/n was so lovely and clearly cared for their customers 🐾

@cold_s0ba: y/n deffiently needs a pay rise with the amount of customers who don't treat them with the respect they deserve 👑

Shouto decided to visit the cafe once again after training for the weekly special of some creation of caffeine you had to offer

Shouto smiled silently after he thanked you for the coffee you placed in front of him as a small grey cat jumped onto his lap, he began to pet the cat as he pulled out his phone to leave a review yet again on your tiktok page after your small encounter

Unfortunately shouto forgot to switch accounts..

@shouto_todoroki: y/n's smile has brightened my day once again ☀️ can't wait to see the special drink next week :) amazing excuse to see their face again 💗

Once he posted the comment so many people recognized the number 1 heros sons tiktok username and his comment went viral everywhere!

"Shouto as in Todoroki Shouto likes cats! ? Wheres this cafe??" "If I get to meet shouto and see this cutie who works there it's a 2 for 1 😎" "why does shouto like someone who looks like that when I'm available 💅🏻💗"

Shouto realised what he done but, he didn't care- but he did care about the few nasty comments being left under your tiktok so he posted a tiktok addressing what he commented and how he feels about you

Sweetheart...everyone wanted to see you both date now! This boy confessed to you in the purest way possible...how can you not say no!

You witnessed what was happening on your break and oh gosh...you decided to invite Shouto on a cafe date to help you introduce some new rescue kittens next week coming in before people meet them

Shouto was so happy you accepted his confession, he wanted to adopted each cat so bad but Aizawa someone had to be the adult in the situation and say "cats don't belong in the dorms..unfortunately"

Shouto now helps out at the cafe and your tiktok page is filled with little dates you guys go on and cats you find along the way 💗

You never meant to post a 'thirst trap' of the sorts, you just wanted to show off the new cafe uniform for the summer which was a cute flowy type dress or skirt

Too many people in the comments were suggesting certain things that you didn't like, at all

Shouto decided to post a tiktok on his page yet again addressing the creeps in your comments, he stitched the video by simply walking over to you grabbing your waist turning you around and kissing you deeply in front of the camera

Wow

Now that is how to stop people in your comments

Shouto put a simple caption "unfortunately y/n is mine and theres only one of them available and I take that spot as their boyfriend, please move along"

Why don't I have a normal schedule

Thank you for reading this mess yet again!

I have a few requests that will take a while to post since they're a little long but my inbox is still open for requests or If you must want a chat!

-> masterlist

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saiki-k-innie · 3 years

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MAEMAE!

An AU where Todoroki gets hit with a quirk which divides him into two people. The red hair Shoto is the flirty sassy half and the white one is the cold (ukwim) Todoroki (see what I did there? 'Shoto' and 'Todoroki',,,,,,,sorry). You don't know how it happened; you were literally besides him when it happened but ???

So now you gotta deal with it and watch out for the Todoroki's so Endeavor doesn't notice and skins everyone alive.

Ruth ur gonna kill me- IN A GOOD WAY i've just never written Todoroki before and this is going to be a challenge. I'm eager to do it though, I have seen so much fanart where Todoroki has been split into two people--- [also yes i see what you did there-- very clever ;) ] anyway, lets see how this goes!

I’m going to do a full on fic without headcanons because that feels more natural for this request.

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Anime: My Hero Academia Character(s): Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima, and Katsuki Bakugou Legend (y/n = your name): gender neutral reader, quirk not mentioned, Pro Hero AU Word Count: 1.4k Warnings: none, slight cursing, flirty Todoroki Notes: OUT OF CHARACTER TODOROKI!!! Yeah i’ve never written him before and now writing him split in half? DAMN ITS HARD! I’m wracking my brain trying to remember his mannerisms and behavior, then polarize it.

I will also maybe redo Todoroki’s banner because OH MY GOD i hate it so much and its off center im going to cry but i don’t have time to fix it rn

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Endeavor is going to kill me.

You stand speechless. The battle was continuing around you, but it fell on deaf ears. Mouth hanging slightly open, you look at Todoroki. Well, Todorokis now. You blink. Nope, still two of them.

Fuck.

Todoroki had split in two. One sported a full head of fiery red hair and looked like he was ready to take on the world. The other had beautiful white locks hiding downcast eyes. Your gaze lingered on the second Todoroki. He slowly raised his snowy head and his soft grey eyes pierced your skull. The amount of hatred that came from his eyes- you knew it wasn’t because of you, but it was enough to snap you out of your daze.

You whip your head around and check the surroundings. Nobody had noticed, but you couldn’t spot what had caused the split. Your partners look like they have the situation handled relatively well. They rounded up the villains, but of the ones that were caught, you didn’t think any of them did it.

"OI, RED RIOT” you call out to your former classmate, now pro hero. When you have his attention, you continue; “SHOTO AND I NEED TO GO, LIKE RIGHT NOW. I WILL EXPLAIN LATER, CAN YOU HANDLE THIS?”

He smiles and hits his fists together, “Of course, y/n!!!! You did great, go do what you need to do!”

“Don’t think that you will get out of paperwork you extra!!!!!” you hear Dynamight yell over to you.

Shoving the ‘rokis out of sight, you laugh and assure Bakugou that you will be doing your fair share. You take off the top layer of your costume and use it to cover the firey Todoroki’s hair and shoulders.

“We need to get out of here,” you tell the twins quickly, but they were still getting a grip on their new forms.

“Oh, y/n~~ so eager to leave the fight? That’s not very heroic... </3″ the redhead teases while you fix the cloak around his head. He leans closer to you, just centimeters away from your face. “So desperate to be alone with me... I guess I can make an exception...”

You do a double-take. What. The. Hell. Was Todoroki... flirting with you??? You give the garment a rough tug to make sure it was secure and push him away. “We don’t have time for this. Let’s go.” You look past the now-pouting Todoroki over to the silver one. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Brushing off his coldness, you start walking into a nearby alleyway. They both follow you, but the ice king keeps his distance. The other, you couldn’t shake if you tried. Lucky you.

“Y/n~~” the redhead savored your name like honey right off the comb. “You have such a beautiful name, I could get used to saying it more often ;)”

You hear a scoff from behind you. Biting back laughter, you navigate the alleyways and side streets, heading for your nearby apartment. As you walk, you adjust your hero costume and tend to your wounds. The twins were miraculously unscathed.

You feel a pair of silver eyes on you as you struggle to dress your injuries. Without a word, you feel his cold hands on you and you stop in your tracks. He doesn’t look at you once while he’s helping you with the medical supplies he carries in his hero costume. As soon as he’s finished, he started walking away. It reminded you of how he was when you first met him. Smiling, you continued on.

What could have caused this? you think to yourself. You retrace the events of the battle in your head. There were five villains, all very powerful. Kirishima and you were dealing with two of them, but trying to keep the civilians safe at the same time. Todoroki and Bakugou had taken three of them head-on. It was so hectic, that you just had to trust your teammates that they would be okay, you had so much to do. It was when Todoroki had been split from the group that it happened.

“It was a mistake to try to take down the top heroes,” you chided the villain you had subdued. “What a shame, what a shame...” When you had finished tying the villain up, you signaled Red Riot that you had finished up. You were running to help the others since you had taken your opponent down relatively easily when a flash of light caught your eye. You switched directions, remembering that Todoroki was fighting in that area last you checked.

Avoiding the debris that was falling around you thanks to Dynamight, you quickly found the source of the light. There, behind an overturned bus shelter, were the Todorokis. They both looked dazed but were slowly regaining consciousness. You were so taken by the situation that you forgot that you were fighting villains. Your objective immediately turned to helping them instead of the fight around you. All you could think about is what will happen to you if Endeavor finds out.

Looking back, you should have assessed the situation quicker and identified the quirk user before tending to the twins. Todoroki is tough. It will take more than a strange quirk to really hurt him, but you had always been protective of him. Something in the way his eyes gleamed when he used his fire and the tone he would talk in when he was serious. Well, more serious than he was normally. He had always been there for you and you were there for him, whether he wanted you or not.

You deduced that this was the effect of a quirk, and it should wear off soon. You estimated that the longest it could stay like this was a week. It would probably wear off in his sleep, but you were curious to see what it looked like wearing off.

Looking back at the twins, who were now chatting with each other. Well, it was more like the redhead was doing all the talking. He had draped himself over the silver-eyed boy and was talking about a new topic every sentence. The icy boy felt your gaze on him and looked up at you. His expression may have seemed indifferent to anyone looking, but you could read his body language like a book. He was practically screaming at you to get the other off of him. You smile and laugh at the situation. He rolls his eyes and slides his foot forward and sends ice in your direction. You jump out of the way and stick out your tongue playfully. If it wasn’t for your training with him, you would have gotten hit. It was just like old times. That sure was Todoroki, albeit a lot more guarded. and, well, cold.

The other noticed your interaction and perked up. “Hey, y/n, me and myself were talking” he nudges the other, hoping he would recognize his joke, but the pale boy just kept walking. Rolling his teal eyes, he continued, “You can call me Shoto like you usually do when we are alone, but call him Todoroki so you can address us specifically!!!” He runs up to you and gets uncomfortably close and whispers “~~ I’ve always liked how my name sounds coming out of your pretty little mouth.”

You swing your fist at him but he catches your wrist and uses your momentum to pull you closer into a hug. He lifts your chin up and says in a sultry voice, “we can’t have that, can we darling?” he tuts and was about to say something else when Todoroki separated you two and flipped his other self onto the concrete. Shoto surprisingly didn’t fight back but just hopped up onto his feet and continued talking to his twin like nothing happened.

Eventually, you find the back entrance to your apartment building. You remove the firey boy from your arm, blocking out all of his advances as you get closer to the door. He huffs as you punch in the passcode to the door. Todoroki had been over to your apartment a million times, you paired up pretty frequently, not to mention you two were really close. You had been since high school.

You hold the door open for the silvery twin, and as he walks past you could feel the temperature go down, but not from his quirk. This was going to be fun.

And by fun, you meant torturous.

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Bakugou x Reader Word Count: 3260

!!: as with a lot of my work, it’s angst-ish with a happy ending

The romantic getaway Bakugou planned goes slightly awry.

"Kirishima recommended some restaurants for when we're on our trip, any of these sound interesting?" Bakugou asks. Secretly, he chose them all and has standing reservations at each of them. They're the highest rated places in town, and Bakugou wants you to have the best for your guys’ anniversary.

You stop packing your suitcase and browse the list, a small frown forming when you see familiar names. The prices for these places are astronomical, and the cost of the food directly from the suppliers isn't that expensive.

"Katsuki, I'm not a fan of any of these places," you say. Bakugou's heart drops and he tries to keep his face neutral. Some of those restaurants needed a reservation months in advance, and you don't like any of them? "No offense to Kirishima, but I know what it costs to make the food they're serving, and it's not worth it."

Not what he wanted to hear. Shit.

"Where would you go instead of these restaurants?" he challenges. He doesn't mean to antagonize you, but you're throwing a wrench in all his plans.

"Honestly, I'd rather throw a basket together and go on a picnic," you shrug, "I mean this restaurant has cake for $19 a slice. We could get the whole damn cake and bring it back to the hotel room for less than the cost of two slices."

"Is that what you want to do while we're in Vegas?" Bakugou asks carefully. A new plan starts to fall into place; cake in the room with rose petals strewn across the bed. A picnic at sunset. Easy to say, difficult to plan precisely how he wants it to go.

There are so many variables in the great outdoors; a fan could see him and ruin the evening, stores could be out of stock of the things he’d want to pack, or even the weather. How the hell is he supposed to plan a picnic if it’s pissing down rain?

"Yeah," you say, "It's more romantic that way."

Damn it all to hell. Bakugou wracks his brain and tries to think of how he'll get a picnic planned in time. It's not like he can place a reservation for that. Sure, he could have an intern make some calls and have a basket ready to go for them, put together by the hotel, but where's the romance you want with that? This is supposed to be a vacation, but now he has to sneak away without you noticing or getting suspicious.

The thought keeps him awake all night. As the hours until the flight tick down, and his frustration grows, Bakugou finally comes up with the solution.

Quietly slipping out of bed so as not to disturb you, Bakugou heads to the kitchen and starts dialing.

Pick up. You have to be awake. Once we take off, it’ll be too late.

“Hello?” a groggy voice on the other side answers.

“Kirishima,” Bakugou whispers hurriedly, “Is your agency still trying to get you to take a vacation? I have a job for you in Vegas.”

“Isn’t that where you’re going for your anniversary?” Kirishima yawns.

“Yes,” Bakugou hisses, “None of the restaurants I chose are good enough. Instead, a ‘picnic is more romantic’. I don’t have time to plan a picnic and have it be a surprise! We’re supposed to do everything together on this trip!”

“Ok,” Kirishima says, “And you need me to…?” Bakugou runs his hand down his face in frustration. It’s early, he gets it. No one likes to be up at three in the morning.

“If I pay for your plane ticket and hotel room, can you sneak along and help me put things together?” Bakugou asks slowly. Peeking back at the bedroom to make sure you’re still asleep, he whispers into the phone, “This will be our secret. You cannot be seen.”

With a plan set in motion, Bakugou climbs back in bed and prays you’re still asleep.

While you read, watched the inflight movies, and played games on your phone, Bakugou spent the whole flight to Vegas mentally packing and unpacking a basket for you. The whole twelve-hour flight. It had to be perfect. He already decided it would happen at dusk since it’s the fucking desert (even though it’s February), and that he’d find a park close to - but not near - the main strip. He wouldn’t have time to cook anything so it would have to be prepackaged or precooked, so any of the countless dishes he could have made were off limits.

A cheese board wouldn’t be bad, and paired with the right fruits and wine, it would be simple, elegant, and romantic. And any silverware would have to be the real stuff - none of that plastic crap.

By the time the plane landed, he had a whole shopping list set complete with backups in case the store doesn’t have something he needs.

Despite being jet lagged as all hell, the two of you set off sightseeing while you wait for your room to be prepared.

“I feel like I could sleep for a thousand years,” you groan and drop your bag on the floor, “But a shower then dinner will have to do.” Bakugou changes into a suit and collapses on the bed. A small cat nap before going out.

The quiet hum of his phone buzzing pulls Bakugou back to reality.

“Hello, is this Mr. Bakugou?” a voice asks. Bakugou doesn’t recognize the phone number, but since it has an American area code, he answers it. There’s no way it could be a spam caller, since next to no one knows he’s here.

“It is,” Bakugou replies gruffly and clears his throat, “Who’s asking?”

“This is the front desk at the Bellagio, I have a Mr. Kirishima here trying to check in but he doesn’t have a credit card to put on file. Since the reservation is under your name-” The shower stops and Bakugou tries to wrap up the conversation as soon as possible.

“I’ve already checked in at room 926, use the card from that file.”

“Sir, I’m afraid I can’t-” Bakugou rattles off the card number and stays on the line long enough to get a confirmation from them – but not quick enough for you to not notice.

“Who was that?” you ask. Droplets of water cling to your shoulders and steam swirls around you as you pad into the room.

“The front desk,” Bakugou says, “They needed to clear something up.”

“Okay,” you say with uncertainty, clearly waiting for him to elaborate, “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, it’s taken care of,” Bakugou says, “I’ll have them bring the car around in ten minutes if that’s enough time for you to get ready?”

He barely waits for you to nod before he’s out the door. That was too close.

A man on a mission, Bakugou stalks down to the lobby. Like a flame rising above the people meandering about, Kirishima’s red hair is hard to miss.

“What the hell?” Bakugou hisses and pulls him to the side.

“Bro!” Kirishima smiles, “This is one swanky hotel!”

“Yeah, and you need to disappear,” Bakugou snaps. He pulls out a list of items to get and presses it into Kirishima’s hand. “We’re going out in fifteen minutes, then the coast will be clear.”

“I won’t fail ya!” Kirishima grins and runs off.

Dinner goes smoothly, and you both enjoy the evening together, but when you think he’s not watching, Bakugou catches an odd look on your face, as if you’re trying to put together a puzzle without having all the pieces or the image to look at.

The next day, you decide that relaxing by the pool and basking in the 70-degree sun is much needed.

“Come on, Katsuki, you never relax,” you tease him, “You’re always on the move.”

“I can relax,” Bakugou grumbles

“Mhm, sure,” you wink, “I’m going to get us some drinks.”

“It’s not even noon!” Bakugou protests, but you skip away towards the poolside bar.

He should try relaxing, for your sake he knows he should. As if waiting for him to let his guard down for a second, Bakugou’s phone starts vibrating and nearly falls off the small table between his lounge chair and yours.

Kirishima: bro. help.

Kirishima: im at the store, too many wines. which one do i get???

Bakugou rolls his eyes as four pictures of the wine section in the grocery store flood his phone. He should have gone to the store instead of Kirishima. This whole secret thing is turning to more of a hassle than it’s worth.

Bakugou: Get a white wine. Third shelf. Fifth bottle in.

“What’s up?” you ask and try to peer over Bakugou’s shoulder. He quickly closes his phone and places it face down on the poolside table.

“Work,” Bakugou grunts out and slips on a pair of sunglasses, “They tell me to go on vacation and then can’t leave me the fuck alone.”

“Oh.” It’s only one word, but it packs a punch. The slight downturn of your mouth and hard-set eyes nearly has Bakugou spilling everything right there. It would be easier to let you know, but where’s the fun in that? Seeing your eyes light up when everything is in place will be well worth it.

Crimson eyes follow you as you silently glide through the water. Ripples follow your every movement; small, seemingly inconspicuous. Bakugou knows better though. You’re in your element and you’re stewing.

It’ll all be worth it come tonight.

“I’ll be right back,” Bakugou says and steps out into the hall. Walking a short way down the hall to make sure you can’t hear, he answers his phone.

“Is everything ready?” he asks in hushed tones.

“Yeah, I’ll wait close by, but not too close,” Kirishima says.

“Perfect,” Bakugou smiles, “This is going to be damn good.”

The whole point of this trip; all the secrecy cumulates to this evening. Hopefully you’ll be as happy as he is once it’s over.

“Ready?” Bakugou asks and steps back in the room. You walk out of the bathroom, a frown marring your face. Dull eyes meet his, and you nod before walking brusquely past him.

The distance between the two of you as you wait for the valet to bring the car around is jam packed with tension and awkward energy. Bakugou tried to think of anything to break the ice, but comes up dry. This is Kirishima’s area. He can hold a conversation with anyone.

He wants to touch you – something small to let you know that whatever is on your mind, you can talk to him about it. But that could also be the straw that breaks the camel’s back and whatever is bothering you would be unloaded right here in front of everyone at the hotel.

Had he been so preoccupied with trying to create the perfect romantic evening that he’d become oblivious to something else?

Finally, the sleek rental car pulls up, and Bakugou rushes to open the door for you. You silently sit, refusing to say anything or even look at him.

It’s not until he’s on the highway that you shatter the tension.

“Are you cheating on me?” Your ramrod stiff posture looks like it could snap at any moment and all the anger stored up inside you would come flooding out. Not ideal for being in a car. “What?” Bakugou’s head whips around to face you. Honks from other cars has him returning his focus to the road. Cheating? Where the hell did that come from?

“You are, aren’t you?” you snap, “Did you think I wouldn’t find out?”

The tall buildings of the strip turn into houses and desert as Bakugou drives away from the hubbub and lights.

“You know I get pings for our bank account,” you say, hands balled tightly into fists, “And I just happened to get a ping at the start of our trip for another room here. Is that where the two of you are meeting? Don’t think I didn’t notice you slipping away to ‘take care of something’.”

Bakugou doesn’t say anything, but it’s not for a lack of wanting to. He’s astounded that you noticed all of that. He used his skills to make sure you wouldn’t notice his irregular behavior. Bringing Kirishima along was supposed to alleviate some of the stress of planning a romantic evening, and he messed up on something as simple as using the wrong credit card to pay for the room?

He plays out how an argument with you would go; he’d go with the classic ‘it’s not what you think’ and you would refuse to listen to his plea. You’d demand he pull over, and because you’re stubborn enough, you’d walk all the way back to the hotel and be on the next flight home. Nothing he could say would sway you.

So, as much as it pains him, he keeps silent.

“Say something! Katsuki, for fuck’s sake! We’ve been together for four years now? I know you always have something to say, even if you know jack shit about the topic, and now you’re silent?” you shout, “Pull over.”

“No.”

“Katsuki, pull over” you snap again.

“I need you to trust me,” Bakugou responds, “We’re almost there.”

This isn’t how things were supposed to pan out. It was supposed to be a trip for the two of you to celebrate being together. Four years ago, Bakugou stumbled through unknown territory of asking you to go out with him. He wanted you then, he wants you now, and he’ll be damned if he loses you now.

“Trust you? How can I trust you?” Your words light a spark in Bakugou.

“Do you really think I would ever cheat on you?” Bakugou shouts. His knuckles are white against the steering wheel as he tries to keep his composure. In a much softer voice, he continues, “Tell me, do you honestly think I could ever be in love with someone else? That I would betray what we have?” He risks a glance in your direction and sees tears sparkling in the corner of your eyes and your lips quivering.

“I want to believe that you’d never do that to me,” you say quietly, “But I’ve never seen you this secretive before, Katsuki. I don’t know what to think.”

Bakugou pulls into the parking lot. A large blanket beneath the bare canopy of two trees wrapped in fairy lights to light up the dusky sky awaits. The faint glow of lights in the distance can barely be seen from the car. Based on the pictures Kirishima sent, there’s an actual wicker basket full of food and wine.

“I want to go home,” you sigh.

Bakugou pops open the car door and shouts into the night.

“KIRISHIMA GET OUT HERE!” Bakugou roars. Birds disturbed by the noise fly off in all directions. Silence, as if the earth holds its breath, descends.

“Kirishima?” you get out of the car and face him, “Why would he be here?” Sheepishly, Kirishima comes out from behind a tree in the distance and waves. Even though it’s February, his tank top and board shorts scream ‘I’m headed to the beach’ instead of in a park at sunset.

“Probably waiting for his ride to get here,” Bakugou says, “If you want, we can go hang out in his room that we paid for after dinner.”

“What?” you squint at him, trying to make sense of his words.

“I brought him along to help with a surprise,” Bakugou says and holds out his hand to you. When you take it, he leisurely starts walking towards the secluded spot set aside for you two. “I know you wanted something close and romantic instead of one of the restaurants I found.”

“I thought you said Kirishima found those,” you say.

“I can’t believe I’m about to say this,” Bakugou smirks, “But as my old teacher said; it was a logical ruse. And I was able to get you what you actually wanted.”

“Katsuki,” you whisper, eyes wide in horror, “I said nasty things in the car. I thought… I accused you of-”

“I know.” Bakugou says and pulls you into a hug, “But your perceptiveness is one of the reasons why I love you, you know?”

“What else do you love about me?” you grin wolfishly. It’s not every day that your boyfriend gets sentimental.

“If I listed off everything I love about you, we’d be here all night,” Bakugou smiles wryly, “Come on. There’s a picnic waiting for us.”

The night is surprisingly warm, but you still lean against Bakugou for heat. The spread thought up by Bakugou and assembled by Kirishima is everything you could ask for, complete with a small cake for the two of you to share.

“Bet you feel pretty foolish now,” Bakugou says smugly and feeds you a grape. Warm lights illuminate your face and sparkle in your eyes. His finger lingers on your lip, awestruck at how fortunate he is to have someone like you in his life - hopefully for the rest of his life.

“I’m not the one who used the wrong card,” you snicker and hold up a cracker with brie and fig jam spread on it. Bakugou takes it and sets it back on the plate, much to your annoyance.

“You know what I did use the right card for?” Bakugou asks. He secretly pulls out a slim, leather ring-pouch the size of his wallet. Like a clam guards a pearl, this sturdy travel case protected an elegant band set with a shining diamond. “This.”

He can’t help the smile as your mouth drops open and your eyes widen. This is probably the largest secret he’s carried with him for the past two years; the moment he knew he wanted to marry you. Ever since, he’s had the ring on himself. Every shift and patrol, every talk show he’s forced to do, every gala he dreads attending, and anytime he walks out the door, he’s had this ring with him to remind himself how much he loves you.

“You’ve made the last four years the best I’ve ever had,” Bakugou clears his throat, “And I’ve known for a while that I never want to spend a day without you. I want to start every day waking up by your side, and end every night falling asleep next to you. I’m going to do my best to make sure that every year we’re together is even better than the last one, if you’ll let me. Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” you shout and wrap your arms around his neck. “Of course I’ll marry you, Katsuki!”

“So everything went okay?” Kirishima asks, “I tried to get out of there as soon as possible.”

Valentine’s Day had come and gone, and news of your engagement spread like wildfire; an overseas trip, a romantic engagement. Some people claimed to have witnessed it, but you know the truth: it was just you and Bakugou at the park.

“Everything was perfect,” Bakugou says as he pulls on his gear for patrol. It feels weird not to tuck your engagement ring away on his person – the ritual of tucking it away as a good luck charm deeply ingrained in his habits.

“And you both liked all the stuff I found? It wasn’t too m-”

“Ei. Everything went well,” Bakugou stops Kirishima’s rambling, “I’m getting married to the best person I know. I couldn’t be happier.”

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