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roseabelle21 · 4 years

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

Read before you proceed: That Your Love Is Gone.

Status: Edited

Tagging: @jazzylove

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

After all these years, he still loves you.

Pathetic.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To (Y/N): Can we talk?

It's oddly peaceful.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No," Jirou replied immediately.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cause now I paid the price.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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yanderegremlin · 2 years

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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crazymangaluv · 4 years

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Bakagou!

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

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

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

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

“Tch!”

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

“Achoo!” you sniffle.

“Tch…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Flashback]

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

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

“N-n-n-nothing!!”

“What about y/n??”

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

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

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

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

Katsuki growls, “Shut up!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Quit squirming y/n!”

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

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

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

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

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

[Present]

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

“I’m sorry.”

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

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

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

“I am a jerk…I’m sorry.”

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

You don’t respond.

*Sigh* “...y/n please…”

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

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

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

You frown. “Yeah you are an idiot.”

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

You look at him expectantly, eyes narrowing.

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

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

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

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

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

“Do you...love me?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Katsuki?”

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

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

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

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

Your face flushes at the thought.

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

Your lips quiver.

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

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

[Later]

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

“Oh my gosh, are you okay y/n?”

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

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

“What did you do to her Bakugou?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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kikikittykis · 3 years

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(Y/N) and The Heroes

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

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

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

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None except for a bit of light breaking up

Wordcount: 368

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

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

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

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

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

“All I do is eat and sleep and sing”

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

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

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

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

“One more look and I forget everything”

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

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

“Hey” you said

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I'm not sure if that has been done already but could you do something for a Bakagou X Reader where the readee and Bakagou are together but the reader is super innocent and shy and everyone wonders why theyre together until something makes her upset and they find out she has a temper even worse then Bakagou?

Bakugou x Fem!Reader: Innocent Until Proven angry

TW: cursing, Mineta being Mineta

A/N: I went OFF!!! I was so excited it this that I wrote a oneshot. Hope you enjoyed it!

Bakugou was a hot headed, angry hero in training. You were the direct opposite. You were a sweet, shy hero in training. That didn’t mean you were weak. The direct opposite, actually. Still, you flushed whenever someone complimented you and you tried to stay out of the public eye as much as possible.

So when you and Bakugou got together, it surprised the whole class. You would always smile, while he would scowl. You would politely walk away, while he would scream. While you seemed nice, Bakugou was the only one who knew how angry you could get.

He discovered it one day when the two of you were paired up for training. It was after the licensing exam, meaning Bakugou was eager to prove himself. He was a little too eager and ending up doing a horrible job and didn't accept your help when it was clearly stated both team members needed to participle to get a good grade. As the two of you walked back to the school, he hit a nerve.

“You don’t even deserve your license. You did jack shit today.” He said. You balled your hands. Normally, you would walk away when you got angry since you often felt guilty afterwards, but there was nowhere to run.

“Excuse me!” You stepped in front of him and poked your finger into his chest. “The only reason I did jack shit is because you think you're such hot stuff. You wouldn’t let me help you, no matter how I tried! We both knew the rules, and you cost us the win, not me.” You started to walk forward, forcing him to walk back. “I did everything I could, but it was not enough. You just have to outshine us all, don’t you! Maybe you would have your license if you actually succeeded in being a decent human being! I got my license fair and square, you dipshit! Don’t talk to me about failing when you were the one who couldn’t even be nice! You don’t even deserve your hero’s license if this is how you're going to treat others!” He tripped over his own feet, causing him to land on his back with a grunt of pain. “Get off your damn high horse and actually be a good hero!” You stomped off, leaving him there.

Never had Bakugou Katsuki ever seen you so angry, and never had he felt so attracted to you. He thought you were a weakling with a strong quirk. Now, he knew you as a fiery girl with a fierce attitude.

Bakugou couldn’t stop thinking of your outburst. No matter how hard he tried, it just kept popping back into his mind. He actually felt a little guilty. He also knew you felt angry still. You wouldn’t meet his eyes whenever they looked at you. If he wanted to get to know you, he would have to fix this.

You were taking out your trash when he came up to you. You were always around the others, never giving him a time to talk to you one on one.

When you saw him, you tried to get away as fast as you could, but he blocked your path.

“(Y/N), I’m sorry. I was rude to you and I went too far.” He told you. You stopped trying to escape.

“What?”

“I’m sorry, okay! I was... rude. Don’t make me say it again.” He said. You looked away.

“I’m... sorry too. I said things I shouldn’t have. I went too far.” You said. Bakugou sighed.

“No. It was my fault. I pushed you. Let me make it up to you. I’ll take you out for dinner.” You looked up at him in shock.

“Like a... date?” You asked, suddenly flustered.

“It doesn’t have to be a date... unless you would like that.” He said.

The rest was history. When you two finally told the class, they were beyond shocked. He was so rude to everyone, how could this happen?!

You and Bakugou got on well. He was always kind to you and made sure you were happy. When you needed to vent about how angry you were, he was there. Even when that meant holding the punching bag still so you could go crazy on it until your anger wore itself out.

Your relationship made sense to the class when you blew up at Mineta one day. The little pervert had gone too far, especially that day.

You were wearing a beautiful dress for Bakugou. He was taking you on a date for your first anniversary together. Normally, you didn’t get this dressed up, but you wanted to look nice. It was a bit more tight then what you normally wore, but you didn’t mind.

The girls actually helped you get ready. They helped you with the dress, your hair, and makeup. You looked gorgeous. Mineta took notice of this as you waited for Bakugou in the common room with the girls.

He let the most vile words he ever said to you slip, and you finally lost it. This was you and Bakugou’s special night. You couldn’t let what Mineta said slide.

You slapped him so hard he fell to the ground.

“Shut the fuck up, Mineta! I’m not a piece of meat for you to size up! I’m a human woman! I don’t know why the fuck you think you’re entitled to my body, or any girl’s body, but you’re wrong! You’re so fucking lucky I’m in a good mood! Otherwise, I would use my quirk on you, you ugly little grape looking perverted freak! If you ever, ever say or do anything inappropriate to me or the others, I’ll end you!” You growled. Bakugou had walked in when you slapped Mineta, but you hadn’t noticed him until you were done. When you saw him, you felt calmer.

He walked over to you and took your hand. He lead you out of the dorms while the class looked on shocked. They quietly wondered if Bakugou was a bad influence on you. Of course, they weren’t mad. Mineta did deserve that, but you still acted so different.

Later that night, Kirishima approached Bakugou about the incident, since he was prompted by the others to do so.

“Hey, is (Y/N) ok? I’m afraid of upsetting her by bringing up what Mineta did.” Kirishima asked.

“Of course she’s ok. She can handle herself... I’m sure she would appreciate you worrying about her, though.” Bakugou said. You were a good influence on him. Just like Bakugou helped with your anger, you helped him with his manners.

“That good but... has she always been that angry? That outburst was different.” Kirishima said. Bakugou gave him a confused look before laughing.

“Of course she’s always been that angry! Why do you think she always runs away when there’s a confrontation? She tries her best to control it, but it gets the better of her sometimes.” Bakugou said, smiling. It didn’t slip past Kirishima’s gaze. He found it cute how you always made Bakugou smile, even when you weren’t physically there.

“Oh! We were afraid something was going on. That’s great news!” Kirishima smiled. Bakugou frowned.

“Hey, what does that mean, shitty hair!” Kirishima put his hands up in defense.

“N-nothing!”

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Bakugou x Reader-Confessions

I realize I have no stories posted so here’s a reader insert I did a few months back. Enjoy! :)

Warnings: No nsfw, it’s just fluff and kissing

Word count: 1566

(Y/N’s P.O.V.)

Brrrriiiinnnggggggg

ugh

Brrrriiiinnnggggggg

“Y/N Get up you’re going to be late for school!”

Stop please

Brrrriiiinnnggggggg

Y/N if you don’t get down here you’re going to miss breakfast AND the bus!”

Fine, I'll get up

I kick off the blankets on my bed, rubbing my eyes trying to wake myself up. I get up and look in my closet for my uniform. Which are, of course, all identical. Once i’ve gotten ready, i go down ready to eat breakfast.

“Hey Mom whats for bre-”

“No time to eat! You missed your bus! It left almost five minutes ago!”

My eyes widen, I quickly grabbed my bag and run out the door.

As I'm running, I see a certain head of blonde spikes, who is also running on the other side of the street. He spots me as well, sends me a smirk then starts sprinting to the school gates. I speed up, my new objective not to get to school on time, but to beat Mr. Spikey Hair. Are you kidding me Bakugou? I’m already late and now you have to turn this into a race? It. Is. On.

He looks back at me as we get closer and realizes I'm gaining on him.

“Hey funny face! Finally catching up I see!”

If i want to beat him i’m going to need to be smart about this. Maybe if I distract him i can get ahead. I got this.

“Oh shut up. I’m just as fast as you are Bakagou”

That really set him off. Now everything falls into place as i am about to win this dumb race.

“OI THE FUCK YOU SAY TO ME YOU LITTLE SHIT”

He starts his usual angry boy routine you know, the yelling, the explosions the unnecessary name calling, and most importantly, getting distracted. As he starts to fire up his explosions, I sprint to the school gates, hoping he won’t notice until I’ve made it through the gate.

“HEY GET BACK HERE”

I start running faster. Come on YN, almost there. Just as i hear bakugou starting to catch up to me as i did with him before, I make it through the gate.

“YES! I win!” I turn around to see a very mad bakugou.

“Heyyy bakugou.”

“I’m going to give you three seconds to run you cheating fuck”

I bolt it down the school hallways, Bakugou close behind. As I get close to the classroom door, Bakugou grabs me by my back collar and pushes me against the wall.

“You fucking cheater. ‘I’m much faster than you bakugou’ you say that but you have to fucking cheat to win” He’s unnervingly calm. It’s scary. He’s going to kill me.

“Well all i did way say something. It’s not technically cheating right Bakagou?”

He lets go of me, once again getting mad.

“My NAME is BAKUGOU YOU LITTLE SHIT”

Before can grab me again i run into the classroom to see everyone in their seats. Oh right, I’m late.

“YOU LITT-”

“Bakugou, Y/N, how nice of you to join us. If you could go to your seats, that would be great.”

“Yes Aizawa-sensei.”

“Tch, whatever”

Me and Bakugou go to our seats.

Denki, who i sit next to whispers to me “hey why were you late? Did you and Bakugou, you know, do stuff” he wiggles his eyebrows at me, knowing of my crush on Bakugou.

“What?! No we just had a race to school. I won.”

“Ooh that explains why he’s so grumpy” Denki snickers but goes silent as Bakugou glares back at us.

~<Time skip lunch>~

(Bakugou’s P.O.V.)

“Soooo, you ever going to tell her?”

Shitty hair sits down next to me and starts eating his lunch. He’s been bothering me about this ever since he found out. Always trying to get me to tell her. It’s annoying.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Come on bro you know exactly what I mean. When are you going to tell Y/N that you like her?!”

We hear a gasp behind us and turn around to see Purple Grape Balls with a shocked look on his face.

“BAKUGOU YOU CAN’T LIKE Y/N SHE’S MINE”

“She doesn’t belong to anyone. Why don’t you shut the fuck up before I make you”

I look around to see if anyone heard the little shit yell. Well just my fucking luck, Y/N is standing up and staring at me in what seems to be disbelief. She turns back to look at stupid Deku. ‘Of course, she likes that nerd and not me. Fuck this.’ I walk out of the lunch room into the hallway.

(Y/N’s P.O.V.)

“I dunno Deku. Maybe if you get her parents to approve then she’ll say yes.”

I take another bite of my sushi and listen to deku’s reply.

“Yeah you’re probably right. I just don’t know how to ask though! How would i even start that conversation? Just go ‘Hey Uraraka’s parents! How’s your day? By the way can I ask out your daughter?’”

I sigh. He just needs to man up and ask her already. He’s been debating about this for the past two months. I understand that he’s nervous but she obviously likes him back. Of course when i try to tell him this he brushes it off as her just being nice.

“Izuku i think you just have to take a leap of faith. Just go up to her and as-”

“BAKUGOU YOU CAN’T LIKE Y/N SHE’S MINE”

I turn around in disbelief at what I just heard.

‘Bakugou.. likes me?’

I turn to Izuku to see if he heard it too. I’m guessing he did because his mouth is wide open, in just as much disbelief as i am in.

As I turn back I see Bakugou walking out of the lunch room, into the hallway.

“What are you waiting for? Go after him!” I look back to see Denki, who was sitting to the left of me previously, pushing me towards the hall doors where Bakugou left out of.

“Okay okay i'm going! No need to push me.”

Denki lets go of me and I run down the hallway to see Bakugou sitting at the end, his head in his hands.

“Hey Bakugou.” I slowly approach him. Careful not to startle him.

“Go away” he grumbles. Burying his head further into his hands.

“Bakugou…” I sit down in front of him.

“Is.. is it true?” I carefully try to lift his head back up so I could look at him. As his head comes up I see his eyes watering. ‘Wait... is bakugou.. crying?’

“Yes! I like you okay! The secrets out! It’s not that big of a deal! Just… just go be with Deku and leave me alone...” he moves my hands away from his face and turns away from me.

“Wait, Bakugou, do you think Ilike Izuku?” I turn to him again.

“Just go away.” he tries to get out of my grasp again but i stick my ground.

“You absolute idiot Bakugou” i chuckle.

“Yeah, I know. No need to rub it in.” he grumbles.

“No that’s not what i mean.” I push his face so I can see his eyes more clearly. “I like YOU dummy!”

His eyes light up as he tackles me into a hug. As he pushes me against the wall with the force of him tackling me, he looks me in the eyes. “Are you sure?” I laugh and peck his cheek. “Of course I'm sure.”

He looks at my lips and very carefully, almost like he doesn’t want to hurt me asks “Can… can I kiss you?”

I nodded my head and we both slowly close our eyes and lean in. when our lips finally touch, it feels like fireworks have gone off. My lips felt like they were on fire, moving in sync with Bakugou’s Sparks were flying and the world around me disappeared. The only thing that mattered to me at that moment was that kiss. We soon both ran out of air and had to break apart.

“Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?”

“Bakugo-” i started

“Call me Katsuki, none of that ‘Bakugou’ bullshit” he growled

I giggled a bit and rested my head on his chest. “Okay Katsuki.” I lifted my head and looked him in the eyes. “Katsuki, i love you, of course I'll be your girlfriend”

He looked a bit surprised at my confession but smiled at me. He gave me another peck on the lips, but then the bell rang.

“Come on Katsuki, we gotta get back to class. As much as i love this, if we get caught we’re going to get in a lot of trouble, again.” I reluctantly push him away and he lets go of me. As much as I would love to stay with him like this all day, the risk of us getting in trouble is high, and not exactly worth it right now.

“Fine, let’s go” Although I pushed him away, he still grabbed my hand, not letting go. As we’re about to open the classroom door, we see a camera flash. I look back to see denki with a phone already running from my now very angry, and very blushy, newfound boyfriend.

“YOU BETTER FUCKING DELETE THAT CABLE WIRE!”

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