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lord-explosion-baku · 6 years

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Bakugou x reader

Warnings: swearing, suggestive content

A/N: because of the content of this piece, everyone will be aged up (18+) This was a fun lil snoot. This goose is happy.

You panted heavily, gripping on to Bakugou’s bed frame. Your legs were shaking from what had just happened. You thought only one time would be enough to tire you both out but after three times without any breaks, you knew you had met your limit.

Bakugou was already kissing your back again. You bowed your head down and turned to your side sighing. Both of you were covered in each other’s sweat. You were sure that if he ignited his quirk, you would go flying. You pushed him and his lingering lips away from you. “You,” you breathed, “have got to stop.”

“Don’t wanna,” he teased the spot right next to your hip bone with his tongue, sending a wave of excruciating tickles through your body. He knew what that did to you.

“Aahha~ I’m serious!” You sat up in his bed and groaned. You were incredibly sore. You pulled your legs away from the blonde and let out a gasp. “Katsuki!”

You pointed at the darkening marks that covered your thighs. You both had agreed to never leave hickeys.

“Tss, you weren’t objecting when I was doin’ it!” No, you weren’t. There was no way you could say no to anything the animal before you did to you. When you were in bed with him, you never could distinguish between pain and please and you loved it.

“There aren’t any on my neck are there?”

He brought his face next to yours and tilted your chin to the side. “No,” he said moving his lips closer to your ear. “Why? You want ‘em?” His tongue slid across your earlobe and you could already feel your stomach flipping around, ready for him to take you over again.

“Mmmmphh…. No! Ah! I have to get home, take a shower, and get ready for Ashido’s party… oh and I told her I’d bring snacks!” you hopped off the bed. Now where did you leave your shirt…?

“You can take a shower here if you want…” he tossed you your jeans that were hanging off the back of his bed. When you didn’t reply, knowing that was another one of your rules, he continued. “You’re actually going to that thing?”

“I told her I would and I don’t see why not,” you said, zipping up your pants, “unlike you, I’m not a stick in the mud!” You hit the floor, dodging a flying pillow. You checked under his bed. So clean but no shirt. You stood back up, crossing your arms over your chest, suddenly feeling more naked only half dressed in front of Bakugou. “Where’s my shirt?”

“Donno,” he smirked, “maybe the living room?”

“Noo, remember you took it and ran with it and my bra to your room, bastard. You really don’t know where it is?” He shook his head with that shit eating grin plastered all over his face. Perv.

You picked up a black shirt that was sprawled in the floor. You gave it a sniff. It was the one with the skull he was wearing earlier before you peeled it off of his body. It would have to do for now. You threw it on over your head and pulled it down. The loose material felt nice. The scent you liked… even more so. You checked yourself in the mirror. Your hair was wild and your face was flushed but the T-shirt kinda looked good on you. You liked the feeling of having something of Bakugou’s draped over you...

“Now look who’s breaking the rules,” he mused, climbing out of his bed.

“I wouldn’t have to if you weren’t a psycho. And you broke them first, punk!” His hands slid around your waist and you turned your blushing face away from him. What was he doing? “When you find my shirt, please give it back to me.”

“Will do,” he brushed your hair back behind your shoulders. “But you can keep this. It looks…”

“Shit, I’m late! Uhhh,” you danced away from him and grabbed the rest of your belongings. “Thanks for uhh, all of that. I guess! I’ll catch you later Kat- Bakugou!” You teetered out of his room and through his front door. Closing it behind you, you let out a heavy breath. There was no reason to be that flustered around him. He was your friend… sort of. A friend that you slept with on rare occasions. Err… it started out as just rare occasions. It kinda progressed to something along the lines of ‘nobody’s home, you can come over if you want,’ which happened a little more frequently. But just because you were seeing him a little more often than usual did not mean that the two of you were progressing to be anything more than you had agreed on.

You didn’t have time to go home to shower. You ran to the market and picked up the first sweet treats you could find: some orange and black cupcakes with purple and green confetti sprinkles. You didn’t think much about them. You just knew that you promised you’d bring something to the party.

Making your way to Ashido’s from porch your stretched out your body. Bakugou has bent and twisted your body you didn’t know was even possible. He beat you the hell up. You knocked on Ashido’s front door.

When the door opened you were greeted with booming music and Ashido in a fur vest and wolf ears. You have her a funny look.

“HAPPY HALLOWEEN!” She yelled pulling you into her house. It… it was not… Halloween??? Halloween is on a Wednesday this year. It was a Saturday... “Oh my god, look at you. Kaminari come look at L/N!”

Kaminari clad in a red devil costume came came bobbing his head into the room. “Pfffft, are you supposed to be Bakugou?”

The shirt. You had forgotten to change out of it. “I… am?”

“Ha! Well, you don’t look much like him with that confused look on your face.”

Oh yeah? You narrowed your eyes at him. “You fry your brain or somethin’, shortwire? Nobody gets to tell me how I’m supposed to act but me!” You shoved the cupcakes in Ashido’s arms and pushed passed the two of them who were now cracking up, huffing dramatically to yourself. You heard Ashido day something along the lines of how pissed Bakugou was going to be. This could be fun.

As more people showed up to the party you scoffed and threw banter every which way you could at all your friends who twitched with laughter only to be halted when the actual Bakugou sent his glare your way. You didn’t care. You were having a really good time poking fun at the short tempered blonde. You got a little nervous when Ashido made a comment about how you even smelled like him which you decided avoid diving into that when you saw Midoriya over by the table full of food.

“Hey! Deku!” You growled marching over to him.

He looked like such a cutie pie dressed as a ghost with little embroidered patches covering his sheets. Midoriya’s eyes widened at the call of his name and smiled sweetly when they landed on you. “Oh, hey L/N!”

You returned his smile with your best Bakugou scowl. “Out of my way before I set you on fire, Deku,” Midoriya responded with a worried look. Aw man, you couldn’t be so mean to him. “You’re hogging all the healthy snacks. You think I can afford to eat the rest of this garbage at this shithole party? Not if I’m gonna be the top hero! Ehh?? DEKU!”

Midoriya’s eyes lit up with realization. He stifled a laugh. “That’s a really good Kacchan impersonation!”

“Hand me a carrot before I kill you!” Midoriya happily turned to bring a carrot in your hand. “DIE,” you yelled to the vegetable before taking a large chomp out of it. You looked back to Midoriya to see the look of utter fear in his eyes. “Midoriya, it’s just a carrot.”

“Uhhhh~” you followed his gaze to find a seething Bakugou right behind you.

His hand wrapped around your arm. “We need to talk,” he said, pulling you to the next room over.

He pushed you back into the wall. You crossed your arms. “What gives? I was just sharing a healthy snack with Midoriya.”

“Yeah, well, you need to quit it,” you knew he wasn’t talking about your healthy snack eating habits.

“And why is that?”

“You’re impression of me… is annoying. But it’s pretty spot on. Eerily spot on. I don’t like it. I don’t like how much you know me like that and how much you know me in… other ways. You left so abruptly earlier and I don’t know. I wanted to talk to you about this earlier but I guess I’ll do it now,” oh no he’s gonna confess. Oh no oh no oh no. “Are you sure you’re not in love with me?”

“What?! Me in love with you? Dream on, Bakugou! If anything you’re in love with me!”

“Yeah well, I didn’t come to this damn party dressed as you, did I?”

“Probably because you’d try to fuck yourself if you saw your reflection!”

“And what did you do when you saw your reflection?” You opened your mouth to retort but nothing came out. “Just admit it, princess. You fucking love me!”

“I fucking hate you!”

“Yeah?” His hands gripped your thighs. “You hate me enough to be my fucking girlfriend?”

“Only if it’d make you fucking miserable!”

His lips crashed into yours. You wove your hands around him and clawed at his back. He bit your lip and pulled away. “Oh it would be a fucking nightmare,” he growled.

While the two of you continued to yell profanities and… other things… you classmates stood around Ashido’s living room, looking at each other, completely baffled, hearing everything.

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tiny-maus-boots · 5 years

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Soulmates AU pt 8a

Summary: Inspired by Soulmate(s) au, soulmate(s) au pt 2 , and Soulmate(s) au pt 3 hc by @fandom-heaux . An AU in which everyone is born with a smudged birthmark. As you find your mate in life the smudge forms their name when you’ve made an impression on them. In this world Beca doesn’t realize she has any, let alone three.

Author’s Note: I know this is unexpected and seems like a really fast turnaround on the previous chapter. Just bear with me because I promise I will explain it. This is only the first part of this chapter.

Aubrey

The very first thing she noticed was the faint sound of nails scratching on tile and a confused if annoyed warbling growl. Then the smell hit her. Oh God. It was bad. Really really bad. Aubrey gave a tiny cough, her nose crinkled and she looked over her shoulder at Chloe still blissfully asleep with one arm thrown over Aubrey’s middle keeping them impossibly close. Chloe’s warm body was stretched along her back, the warmth of her breath warmed Bree’s shoulder where the redhead’s nose was nuzzled in. Of course her mate would be adorably unaware of the extremely pungent odor drifting in from somewhere outside their bedroom. Aubrey carefully extracted herself from Chloe’s sleeping death grip and padded over to the dresser to quickly pull on some sweats before the chill seeped into her sleep warm body.

She shut the drawer and for a moment the scratching sound stopped and she wondered what exactly Bella was up to. Aubrey glanced one last time at Chloe and sighed. The sun kissed over one bare calve poking out from the tangle of sheets and it stole Aubrey’s breath from her lungs. Her eyes trailed up Chloe’s body, drinking in the smooth expanse of skin and the soft definition of muscles in her mate’s back and arms. A faint smile curved her lips even in sleep and Aubrey knew there was absolutely no reason she should wake her, it was just one small fox, how bad could it be? The blonde leaned down and trailed feather light kisses over Chloe’s brow then prepared herself to face the origin of the smell. The second she stepped through the closet into the bathroom Aubrey realized exactly how bad it could be. The stench was choking and she had to cover her nose with her sleeve covered hand. “Jesus…that…” Aubrey had to stop speaking because she felt like she could taste the smell on the back of her tongue and the idea alone almost made for an explosive incident.

Something rustled under the large now half chewed wicker laundry basket and she side stepped it to open up the window. “Bella!” There was silence as the basket shifted then something that sounded suspiciously like the fox was mocking her tone. Aubrey tried to lift the basket but it moved and she slid a little on the wet tile of the floor as she chased the basket around, finally lifting it enough to see the fox gnawing at the toe of one of her 500 dollar knee high boots. “Those are Armani!”

Bella warbled defiantly giving a low hissing growl when Aubrey tried to get close to the boot. Oh it reeked. Nope. No way. Aubrey let the basket drop back down in disgust and rolled her eyes toward the heavens. Cleaning up after a barely domesticated wild animal that chewed up her designer boots and talked back was never her plan in life. Her plan in life had been to study hard and earn her degrees, pass her bar exam and find a nice big law firm to claw her way to the top of. And sure she’d thought about her life with a mate, all little girls did. She pictured her perfect wedding to the perfect man, with her perfect dress and the most perfect floral arrangements. She’d thought of their perfect home and their two perfect children, and their perfectly perfect life where everything was clean and austere and nothing was ever broken and her clients were all Hollywood stars with more money than good sense.

Aubrey settled on the edge of the tub with her elbows resting on her knees and stared at the over turned basket. “This wasn’t supposed to be my life you know.” Bella’s black furred snoot poked out of the handle hole as if she were really interested in hearing what Aubrey had to say. “I was supposed to have the career, the family, the respect of my peers. My life was supposed to be perfect…I was supposed to be a respectable lawyer.” The fox gave her a disbelieving snort and Aubrey laughed. “Okay as respectable as any lawyer in the entertainment industry could be. Which just sounds like a silly goal when I say it out loud.” Bella gave a wise huff of agreement.

She leaned forward and rubbed her face with her hands trying not to sigh too deeply lest she taste the smell of fox pee again. “I guess I just never envisioned my life with Chloe.” A soft chuckle escaped her and she shook her head. “To be fair I don’t think anyone is creative enough to envision a Chloe in their life, with all her quirks and messes. She sheds like a beast you know. There is red hair EVERYWHERE. And the fur from all the animals she brings home. I had to veto all reptiles when she tried to bring a blind worm inside once because ‘it isn't even technically a snake, Aubrey!’. And she has this thing about keeping all of the disposable slippers she gets when she gets a pedicure. I had to buy a whole basket to store them in because she absolutely refuses to get rid of them. She leaves her dishes in the sink without rinsing them, and she leaves her wet towels on the floor after her showers.” Aubrey looked at the chewed and shredded pee soaked towels scattered on the bathroom floor and shook her head. “Which you already found.”

Bella tucked her nose back into the basket and shuffled around, patches of red fur poking out between the wicker as she readjusted and settled. Aubrey swung her legs over the edge of the tub and pulled up the legs of her sweats. The water was cold where it splashed her feet and she moved quickly to adjust it. Her thoughts wandered and she spoke over her shoulder to the fox still hiding under the laundry basket. “But you know…even with all the strays, and dirty dishes, and stupid broken front door…” Aubrey sighed deeply and smiled softly at the life she led instead of the life she had planned for. “I wouldn’t trade a second of it for perfection.” The fox warbled again and Aubrey laughed and stuck her feet under the spray of water, reaching for the body wash so she wouldn’t track urine all over the house.

“I know. That’s some kind of sap, but it’s true. Chloe is my home and without her warmth I’d have nothing. Which is why losing her scares me so much. I’m just not sure who I would even be without her. I’d follow her anywhere…even if…” Aubrey finished quickly and turned off the water with a sigh. Even if Chloe’s path took her away from them as a couple and closer to them as something else. She watched the tub drain for a second her mind still rolling over the differences between the life she led and the one she always thought she wanted. Whatever was going to happen in the future it could never take away the home she had with Chloe, or the life she had gotten to lead until now. She turned and stopped before her feet hit the floor. There was no towel to dry her feet with and she didn’t quite trust the cleanliness of the dry tiles that she could see. “Oh shoot.”

“Hey…” Aubrey’s head snapped up and she looked up at Chloe leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom, wrapped in the soft crocheted throw blanket from their bed. There was a panicked moment where she wondered if Chloe had heard but the redhead scrunched her nose and gave a tiny cough. “Oh my God that’s awful.” Bella mimicked Chloe’s tone, her nose poking back out of the hole as she mocked the two women. Aubrey didn’t want to laugh, really she didn’t but it was impossible not to when Bella was being so damned frustratingly cute. Aubrey brought her eyes up to Chloe’s smiling ones and felt her heart settle just a little more. No. She wouldn’t trade a heartbeat of it for anything else in the world.

“Throw me a towel will you?” Chloe nodded and ducked back into the closet for a moment, returning with one of their older beach towels. She tossed it across the bathroom and Aubrey caught the bundle easily. Honestly she didn’t want to put it down on the floor to walk over because she had a feeling the smell would never come out, but she really didn’t want to put her newly washed bare feet down on the tile either. Aubrey was still staring at the floor debating when Chloe padded across the floor and handed her a pair of thin foam sandals. “Wha...”

“I told you they’d come in handy one day….” Aubrey took the neon green slippers and laughed, her free hand reaching out to snag her mate’s as she slid her feet into them. Chloe’s blue eyes softened when Aubrey brought her knuckles up for a soft kiss. “You’re my home too, Bree. You’re always gonna be my home.” Aubrey stiffened for a second realizing that Chloe had in fact heard her conversation with Bella but there was nothing but love on Chloe’s face. “Even if you are kind of an annoying neat freak.”

Aubrey stood and pulled Chloe against her body with a playful jerk and nipped at her lip. “Fair-ish.” She was an annoying neat freak and felt absolutely no shame in it. She brought their lips together in a lingering kiss that was much softer than her playful tone had hinted at. When she pulled back Aubrey nudged at Chloe’s nose with her own. There was no sense in wondering what things could have been, or even what they could yet be. Right now they had each other and that was enough for Aubrey. “Let’s get this cleaned up, I’ll make breakfast. We can invite the girls.”

It fell between them and Aubrey blinked then pulled her head back, blinking in confusion. Why had that even come out of her mouth? Her mouth opened and closed a few times as she struggled to come up with any kind of logical motive for wanting to spend time with Beca and Stacie. Chloe bit her lip and watched the blonde try to work that out for a few seconds longer before smiling gently. “I’m gonna get dressed.” Chloe kissed Aubrey’s cheek and disappeared leaving Aubrey alone to weigh out her words again. Her lips twisted in a grimace as realization dawned on her.

“Oh God what's happening right now?? It's like….I like them. Ugh. ”Bella gave an answering disgusted huff and Aubrey nodded at the basket in agreement. Damnit. “True dat.”

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