#bakugou x you
JUST SOME FLUFFY KATSUKI BAKUGOU HCs
will let you put butterfly clips all over his (surprisingly) soft hair & will get mad at u if u don't put them on properly !!!
gets mad at u for starting ur skincare routine without him >:(
yells at Sato to bake u ur favorite cake whenever it's that time of the month + cuddles + kithes + movie nights + privilege to order him around without him comparing about it </3
when u're both grocery shopping for the dorms you absolutely cannot bring a single bag unless it's ur purse. yells at u "R U LOOKING DOWN ON ME???" but rlly just doesn't want u hurting ur arms and hands carrying the heavy bags :<
spars w/ u when time allows, doesn't hold back at all and will patch u up real good right after, smothering u with mumbled praises as he helps u w ur wounds
cooks the best dinner and the dishes taste even better when u two eat them together </3
he brought u to meet his parents for the first time and his mom sighs and was like "couldn't you find someone better??" which broke your heart and katsuki suddenly begins to confess his undying love for you in front of his parents and his mom is like "katsuki shut up i wasn't talking to you" and then she looks over at you and repeats the question, "couldn't you find someone better???"
bonus: if u play genshin this man will start playing the game cause he's tired of u complaining how u can't ascend anymore lmao
he literally ranks up so fast he just started playing like two weeks ago and suddenly he's asking you to accept his co-op request so he can help u farm to help u lvl up ur characs </3
diluc and xiao main with bennett healer and venti as support
oky bye here's my navi <3
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BNHA GUYS' REACTIONS WHEN YOU DON'T SAY "I LOVE YOU" BACK
i'm just spending too much time watching couple tiktoks grr. don't mind me
genre: fluff, fluff, fluff <3
w/ Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, and Shoto
this man will absolutely not stand for it
"I'm gonna go on a run with shitty hair, love you."
"mmkay have fun and stay safe babe."
walks out the room but the second he reaches the door he realizes something's missing so he goes back to your room and peeks his head out
you're on the bed looking at him like "what??"
"I said I'm gonna go on a run with shitty hair. I love you."
you furrow your brows, looking around you trying to do your best with ur acting
"And I said to have fun and take care."
Now he's standing at your door with his arms crossed across his chest, frowning at you
"I'll repeat it as many times as you want until I get the reply I want."
he's repeating what he said like five times now and he's stubborn so you know he won't budge
you're lughing loudly and he raises a brow at you, silently asking what was wrong. "I'm sorry, it was for a tiktok babe." You chuckle, crawling towards him at the foot of the bed
"I love you too." You press a kiss on his lips
"that's what I thought." he huffs before leaving
"the squad and I are working out together. I'll bring home dinner. Love you." He kisses your forehead, he always kisses your forehead before he leaves
"Okay, have fun hon."
he straightens his body, looking down at you with blinking eyes as he furrows his brows. you look uo at him like what??
"Okay, have fun."
he's staring you down as you bite your tongue to stop yourself from laughing
he leans back down at you, crushing you under his weight as he buries his face on the crook of your neck
"you didn't say i love you back." he's using his baby voice and you're laughing at how upset he sounds
"I'm sorry, baby. It was for a tiktok." You explain, kissing his temples, "I love you too."
kirishima pokes your sides at your explanation, jokingly sticking his tongue out at you before pressing a kiss onto your lips
"okay i gotta go now bye baby." you kiss your boyfriend on his lips, taking off his headset and putting it on yourself. "bye Jirou! bye Shinsou!" you say into his mic, smiling when the two bid you good bye as well
you put the headset back on your boyfriend before leaving
"bye baby! love you!" he yells, and runs away from the monster he's fighting just to hear you say it back but when he hears his front door close instead, he pouts
"yeah okay guys i'll be AFK for a moment Y/n didn't hear me say i love you." (you did you just decided to ignore it for some stupid tiktok 🖕)
"oooohhh, better offer her your life if you wanna live now." shinsou jokes
Denki runs out his apartment, hoping you still hadn't gone down the elevator
when he sees you just stepping inside it, he sprints towards it, jamming his hand in the middle of the doors before they close and the way he does this is he literally dives onto the floor
"oh my goodness, Denki!" you yell, pressing the button to open the doors as you help your boyfriend up
"what the hell did you do that for?!" you ask
he looks up at you, pouting. "you didn't hear me say i love you? i yelled it before you left my apsrtment."
you break into a smile, stepping out of the elevator as you began to laugh at your adorable boyfriend
"babe you didn't have to swan dive in front of the elevator in your boxer shorts just to say it to me. you could have called me!"
"but you said 'i love you' hits differently when said in person."
your heart breaks at your boyfriend's words and swear to god you were going to ruin the life of whoever gave you the idea to do the trend in the first place
bye bye mina
you know that cop and son scene from spiderman: into the soider verse? the i love you scene? yeah that kind of happened
"hon I gotta go, I promise Mina and the girls we were going to go get drinks today." you kiss your husband on the cheek
"okay you girls have fun, i love you."
you leave his office and he's sitting there like 🧍♂️did she just ghost me irl
he waits for you to come back, it probably just processed in your head now cause you were in such a rush but when you don't seem like you were coming back, he jumps out his window and uses his ice to slide down safely
mind you this is a 50-storey building and his office is at the very top. yes at the 50th floor. and he slid down to the ground floor with his ice. yes he's the ceo of his agency.
he enters his building back from the outside. "lock the entrances and exits." he tells the security guard and immediately the building is going on lockdown
his staff don't panic, they just watch in curiosity as their boss stands in the middle of the lobby with his arms crossed across his chest
the click and clacking of your heels echo through the now silent, enormous hobby filled with 80-100 people
you furrow your brows, surprised at the sight of your husband suddenly in the lobby
"shoto? weren't you just in the office?" you ask.
"i was, but you didn't say i love you back."
"sho are you serious-"
"i love you."
"you locked down your entire building-"
"i love you."
"you could have just called me!"
"Y/n I love you."
you hear some women giggling at how adorable your husband was and honestly, you would be too if you witnessed this
you sigh, "I love you too, Sho."
he smiles, motioning his finger up to ask for the lockdown to be lifted. he kisses you on the cheek before heading back up to his office
safe to say you guys made headlines the next day
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xv - you and Shoto last night...
w/c - 3,583
"you know i got a lot to say, all the voices in the background of my brain"
You sit cross-legged on the sofa chair as you scooped in some strawberry ice cream in your mouth. You looked around, taking in the adorable cottage-core aesthetic the cafe was going for. “Mmm- won’t Endeavor get mad at you for kidnapping me?” You ask, raising a brow at him to which he laughs as he takes a scoop of vanilla ice cream for himself.
“I’m basically his boss. He can’t say no to me.” You roll your eyes at his answer. “You abuse your power too much.” You mutter before returning back to your ice cream.
There’s a heavy silence in the air as the two of you eat your desserts quietly. It’s not awkward but it’s not comfortable either. Just the same feeling you get when you sit in the same table with a stranger in the library.
“Did you um… did you want to know about something?” He starts, ice one his ice cream. “Something like…?” You ask, playing with your cold dessert as well.
“Just anything. Anything in the past.”
He chew on your lip- as much as you wanted your questions answered, you didn’t want to potentially create problems. Today is such a great day and you didn’t want anyone or anything ruining it. So you shake your head.
“I don’t think I’m ready to know.” You shrug your shoulders, “and the fact that I’m too young right now… I’ll probably disregard any good point you have and turn it into another reason to get mad at you. For now I’m just… neutral for now, I guess.” Your father nods his head at your explanation, proceeding to tell you stories about back then when he was still a hero and not a president of the heroes association.
The two of you exchange jokes and you mutter a few backhanded comments to which your father pretends he didn’t hear. By the time you both finish, the sun had set and your father is being called in by his secretary to ‘finish his goddamn paper work’.
“As you can hear it is clear who the boss is between the two of us.” Your father clicks his tongue, pressing his lips into a forced grin. “I’ll drop you off at the agency, c’mon.”
He does as he says, telling you good night as he waits for you to enter the agency before he tells thee driver to drive away. You quickly hop in the elevator, pressing the button to the floor your room is located in. You quickly wash up, turning on your laptop to give Shinsou a ring on discord.
“Yo what’s up. Aren’t you busy with all your interning?” He asks, the same tired eyes looking into the camera as he sucks on a lollipop. “Eh, not really. Endeavor’s been busy with handling the press after he took down the Hero Killer.” You open safari, searching for the movie you both agreed to watch in an illegal website. Look, you may be an aspiring hero but are you really living your life to the fullest if you don’t watch a movie illegally at least once?
Just before you press play, you hear a knock on your door. “Hold on Shinsou, someone’s at the door.” You excuse yourself, quickly running over to your door. You open it, peeking outside to see Shoto with two bowls of what looks like soba.
“You were gone when they were serving us our dinners. So I held onto yours.” You open the door wider, allowing him in. “Okay, but why didn’t you eat yours first? It’s gone cold now.” You pout, touching the bottom of the bowl.
“I didn’t want you to eat alone.” He answer, making you smile widely. “You’re such a sweetheart.” You awe’d t him, pinching his cheek as you brought your laptop over to your bed, flopping onto your stomach as you pat on the empty space beside you. “C’mon, Shinsou and I are watching a horror movie.”
Shoto crawls over to the space beside you, taking your bowl to heat it up with his quirk. “What a romantic. Careful, if Y/n doesn’t know any better she might fall for you.” Shinsou teases making you glare at him. “I’ll end the call right now.” You threaten to which Shinsou laughs at as he waves his hands around. “Just play the dan movie, god you’re such a spoil sport.”
You stick your tongue out at him as you play the movie, the eerie music already sending shivers down your spine as you scoot closer to Shoto’s warmer side. “If you get scared easily, why on earth are you watching a scary movie?” Shoto asks to which you roll your eyes at. “I’m anything but a pussy. Just shut up and watch the movie so we can get this over with.”
A few strangled screams, falling off the bed from all the jump scares and soba sauce spilled all over your bedsheets later, you finish the movie. “Fuck, I’m gonna have to request new sheets.” You sigh in defeat. Shinsou had already ended the call a few minutes ago after laughing at ‘Todoroki being a lil bitch’.
“Ah, it’s eleven pm.” Shoto glances down at his watch to which you raise your brow at. “So?” You ask, shaking your head.
“The staff responsible for these types of stuff are off duty until tomorrow at nine. This isn’t a hotel, you know.” You roll your eyes at his smartass attitude, huffing to yourself as you sat on the foot of your bed. “I can’t sleep on just a mattress. It probably has bed bugs.” You frown, crossing your arms together.
“Just stay at my room tonight. We’ll request for new sheets tomorrow.” You quickly brush your teeth before following him to his room. He had placed a pillow in between the both of your sides to act as a ‘barrier’. You lay on your side and the both of you are quick to fall asleep, and before you know it, a loud knock wakes the two of you up. “Shoto! Wake up! We have to patrol early today!” You hear Endeavor yell at the other side of the door. Shoto grunts, walking over to his door and opening it. “You don’t need to shout, jeez.” He scratches his head.
“Wake Y/n up, tell her to be ready in thirty minutes.” The pro hero says and before Shoto repeats what his father said, you’re on your feet, catching Endeavor off-guard at how you came from Shoto’s room with a pillow clutched to your side.
You bow your head respectfully at Endeavor who’s too busy taking in the fact that you’re stepping out of his son’s room with messy hair and in a sleepy state. As you get in your own room, Shoto moves to close his door but not before remembering why you had to sleep in his room last night. “Ah, by the way, Y/n needs new sheets. We made quite a mess on her bed last night.” He says before closing his door, leaving Endeavor with more questions.
You walk out the agency, feeling multiple eyes on you as you walk through the lobby. You furrow your brows, turning around to catch the employees turning their gazes away. You huff in irritation, walking towards Shoto and Endeavor who look like they’re having some type of altercation.
“And I’m telling you, teen pregnancy is a very serious thing and-“ Endeavor’s gaze drops on you, causing him to stop whatever he was about to say. “And what? Come on, continue what you were going to say. Cause your employees were acting mad weird when I passed through the hall just a few minutes ago and now you’re not even finishing whatever you’re saying.” You place your hand on your hips as Shoto stares his father down.
Endeavor sighs, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “You two are young and I’m not the type to stop my son foregoing out with you, but can’t the two of you be more secretive about what you two do privately behind doors?”
You look at Shoto, your expression alone telling him you’re done. “Is he serious about this?” You point at Endeavor and Shoto shrugs, sighing tiredly. You look back at Endeavor with your brows creased slightly in confusion. “What do you mean behind doors?”
“Intercourse! Okay? I don’t want you, Y/n, getting pregnant before you graduate-“
“Wait, wait, wait- sex? Shoto and I have to be in a relationship, a very serious relationship and the both of us have to be at the right age to even think about doing that- who’s telling you this stuff?” You look around, bewildered by the weird rumor going around.
“So you two aren’t in a relationship?” He asks, pointing at the both of you. You and Shoto look at each other before shaking your heads, “No, we’re not.“ you both say in unison.
“But the janitor said you guys were making a ruckus and were ‘pretty loud’ last night?”
“Your son was just being a little bitch as we watched a horror movie.” You point at Shoto with your thumb as he glares at you. “And what was ‘the mess’ on Y/n’s bed?” Endeavor asks. “That was just some soba sauce we both spilled during jump scares.” Shoto answers.
“That still doesn’t explain why Y/n spent the night in your room.” Endeavor returns his confused face into a scowl to which you roll your eyes at. “The people who were in charge with the laundry go home at nine so we couldn’t ask for new ones.”
Endeavor squeezes the bridge of his nose as he sighs, “Who on earth told you that? You can ask the janitor for one just go down to the lobby and request for him.”
“What? But that’s not what Shoto told me.” Shoto sighs, “I was scared, okay? I didn’t want to sleep alone in that room!”
You laugh, taking a step back. “Shoto Todoroki; the number two hero’s son can’t sleep alone in his room after watching a scary movie? Aka, he a lil’ bitch!” You laugh, making Shoto knit his brows together. “Shut up.” He lightly punches you on the shoulder as you crouch down onto the ground, clutching your stomach as you laughed loudly.
“I can’t believe it! And many people think you’re this intimidating stone-faced guy whose first words were probably ‘you a bitch’ but it turns out he’s just a five year old stuck in a sixteen year old’s body!” You screech and Shoto pushes his foot on your back, making you roll to your front, still laughing loudly. “I’m glad you’re taking this gracefully.” Shoto says before he begins walking away from you, deciding to patrol the streets by himself. It takes you awhile, but you recover from how much you were laughing, catching up on the still salty two-toned boy.
Internships end in a jiffy the next thing you know it, you’re walking back to the 1A classroom. Your week mostly consisted of patrolling the streets, training together with Shoto, maybe accepting a few gifts from your father like snacks and extra money for you to spend freely after the internship, playing with Shinsou on discord and watching movies with Shoto. If asked, you’d say your week was definitely fun and eventful.
“Good morning!” You announce as you push the sliding door to the side, stepping inside the classroom. Everyone is busy talking amongst themselves; some waving you hello, the others talking about their internship and what really caught your attention was Sero and Kirishima’s loud laughter.
You leave your bag on your desk, walking over to the two loud boys. Before you could even ask what they were laughing at, your gaze falls on an angry Katsuki who has his hair combed down into some church-boy hairstyle. It did not fit his personality at all.
“Holy crap! What the hell Bakugou!” They both yell at the same time, laughing at the poor boy who’s shaking in anger. “Stop laughing! My hair’s gotten used to this so I can’t get it back the right way!” He grits his teeth making you press your lips together to stop yourself from laughing. The last thing he needs right now is to have another person add in fuel to his anger. “Didn’t you hear me? I’ll kill you both!” He tries, only for the two boys to laugh even harder.
“We’d like to see you try, pretty boy!” They both laugh in unison. You push yourself off the desk you were leaning in and comb your fingers through his hair, ruffling it up to try and return it back to its usual state. Katsuki goes still at the touch of your fingers through his hair, the usual scent of your body wash wafting through the air around him. What his scent of caramels do to you is what your cookie dough scented body wash do to him. You move your hand from side to side, smiling when his hair puffs right back up to its natural state.
“There, all better.” You smile at him before walking towards where the girls were, joining in to their conversation. “Just how much have you fallen for her, Bakubro?” Kirishima hooks an arm around the blond’s neck, teasing him as Katsuki yells. “Hah? What did you say? I’ll beat your ass!”
“I am here! Hope you’re ready to return to our lessons! Today it’s hero basic training.” All Might announces to the class as you tug on the turtle neck part of your costume, trying to adjust the rolled part. A hand pushes yours away and by the smell of caramel, you allow him to fix your costume for you.
“The cafe is selling a new blueberry crumble squares.” Katsuki mutters behind you making you smile. You nod, “I’ll make sure not to eat anything sweet today then.”
“We’re gonna be having a little race. Take everything you’ve learned into this rescue training.” All Might says loudly, explaining to the rest of the class how everyone will be in groups of five where he’ll send a distress signal and everyone will have to find him. The first person who does wins. “And try to keep the property damage to a bare minimum, please.” He points at Katsuki who grumbles a “why are you pointing at me?” Making you chuckle.
“Alright! First group, get to your places!” He yells and you sit on the railings, looking up at the big screen that showcases the race. “Who’s your pick? I got bets on Sero.” Kirishima leans over to Denki who smile, “oh yeah? Hmmm, I got odds on Ojiro.” Denki replies.
Katsuki looks over at you as he leans on the same railing you’re sitting on, arms crossed over his chest. “Who do you think will win this race?” He asks and without a second though, you answer, “Izuku’s definitely learned to control that monster power of his. Definitely him.”
For some reason, Katsuki is ticked off at how you have so much faith on the green-haired nerd. He clicks his tongue but you pass it off as his habit of thinking he’s better than Izuku.
The race starts off with Sero at first place, using his tapes to grab onto pipes and other infrastructures, propelling himself over them. Mina uses her acid to slip her way over buildings while Ojiro uses his tail to jump on them. As the camera focuses on Sero, a green light passes right beside him, taking first place.
Quickly, the screen shifts to Izuku, catching everyone off guard as he propels himself into the air by using his legs to push him off places. “Wait a minute, that movement…” You mutter, furrowing your brows as you face to Katsuki who looks just as confused as you are but you can clearly tell he’s upset by this whole thing. Just as Izuku was getting the hang of it, his foot slips off a pipe, causing him to fall.
The race ends with Sero winning by getting to All Might first.
You’re grouped with Aoyama, Sato, Asui and Uraraka as the second group. “Good luck out there, idiot.” Katsuki smirks, pushing his fist at you. You don’t even have to look at it as you give him a fist bump, walking away to get ready.
“You seem pretty close with Bakugou. I’m sorry if I’m crossing a line here but are you guys like… a thing?” Uraraka asks, catching Asui’s attention. You feel your face heat up but you shake your head as you put your hands up, “No, no. We’re just really close friends, that’s all. We go to this cafe frequently since our homes are the same direction.”
The girls thankfully drop the topic as they get ready. You close your eyes, remembering what you learned during your internship with Endeavor. He had taught you to befriend your inner demons, to accept them, so that’s exactly what you’ve been training for the whole week.
Shall I come out?
Just a little bit. I don’t wanna be losing my sense of direction.
All Might sets off the distress signal and as four of your group members jump off, you stay crouched on your spot, your eyes closed as you searched for All Might’s energy.
“What’s Y/n doing? Do you think she didn’t hear the distress signal?” Denki asks as your classmates look up at the screen, showing your crouched position.
27 building to the front, 9 buildings to the right.
Neon blue stripes show all over your body and just like the night you defeated the Hero Killer, your eyes glowed a blue bright light. One moment you’re on screen, the next you’ve disappeared. Your classmates are all confused at your sudden disappearance. The camera focuses on your other classmates and for every student, there’s a blue light that passes by either in the back ground or beside them.
“What is that light-“ Sero asks, only to be stopped by All Might announcing that he’s already been reached. “Y/n has already saved me! What a very short thirty five seconds.” All Might sweat drops, unsure by how you got to him that fast.
You all go back to where your classmates are, taking them aback by your glowing state. “Woah, Y/n, you look so cool!” Kirishima gushes and Katsuki just stares at you in awe behind him. “You think so?” You ask, tilting your head to the side as you close your eyes, letting your power subside. “It takes up so much stamina and energy, I can’t use it a lot.” You smile, scratching your nape.
It takes up so much stamina and energy because you’re holding me back. If you didn’t, all that work would have been nothing to you right now.
If you only listened and let out a little bit of yourself, maybe I wouldn’t have to hold you back.
You and the girls huddle up inside the locker room, sighing in exhaustion and relief that you finally get to get out of the sweaty hero costumes you have on. As you let your costume drop down your shoulder, you can’t help the weird feeling that someone is watching you.
“A previous generation has given use a gift.” Mineta pervs out, “You know what’s next door right? The girls locker room!”
“Don’t even think about it! Peeving on them would be criminal!” Iida exclaims to which Mineta shrugs his shoulders at. “Then you have to throw me in solitary confinement cause you can’t stop me!” He yells, ripping the paper out.
Mineta peeks inside the hole, saliva dripping out of his mouth. Before he can say anything, you grab onto Jirou’s shoulder, telling her what you felt as you pointed towards the hole in the wall. She quickly sticks her earphone jack inside, piercing the pervert’s eye.
Mineta falls back, still a wide smile stretched across his face. “Holy shit, Y/n is packing. What a beautiful bod.” This catches Katsuki’s attention. “Hah? What the fuck did you just say about her you disgusting perverted grape head?!” He yells, grabbing Mineta by the collar.
As the boys try to separate the blond from the purple head, you kick their door open, a sinister smile across your face. “I’m sorry if I’m barging in but do you boys mind handing that little grape over to us?” You extend an open hand at them, demanding for Mineta. Katsuki hands him over to you without a second thought. “Thanks.” You say, dragging the shorty out the locker room and off to god-knows-where.
As classes end and you’re in the shoe locker room, Katsuki leans on the lockers beside you. “Did you give the grape hell?” He asks, waiting for you to finish.
“Nah, bumped into Mr. Aizawa when I was about to. After I explained to him what happened, he said he was going to tae care of Mineta for us.” You close your shoe locker and begin to walk to the exit, Katsuki quickly running over to your side.
“You’ll probably get home late tonight. I have a lot to tell you.” Katsuki says, scratching his nape as he keeps his eyes on the road. You look over to him, admiring his side profile and just how pretty he looks when the setting sun is hitting his face. You smile, hooking your arm with his. “Take your time, I’ll be listening to you the whole time.”
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Tsuyu, Uraraka, Midoriya, Tokoyami and/or Bakugo with s/o who has a reptilian animal Quirk? (Like a snake, dinosaur etc:)
=+ pairings: tsuyu asui x reader, ochaco uraraka x reader, izuku midoriya x reader, tokoyami fumikage x reader, katsuki bakugou x reader
=+ genre: sfw, fluff?
=+ warnings: minor swearing, mentions of bullying
+ a/n: hii :D
- tsuyu asui
she absolutely adores you
thinks you're really cool :>
comforts you when stupid people make fun of you
(she knows what its like, poor girl-)
- ochaco uraraka
at first it was a bit odd
then she got past that, and really loves you :DD
makes your bullies float (its actually really funny-)
- izuku midoriya
like uraraka, it was a little bit odd
got over that quickly though :D
hates when people make fun of you, but comforts you the best he can :)
- tokoyami fumikage
thinks you're cool
glad there is finally someone he can relate too (other than mezou ofc)
understands when you feel sad when someone makes fun of you (he gets made fun of a bit as well), so he comforts you to the best of his ability
- katsuki bakugou
at first, he was fucking confused and angry-
then he got over it (it took a long ass time)
blows up anyone makes fun of you
protective bf 1000% (doesn't admit it though-)
current request status: open
current matchup status: open
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Shouto: Be my fake boyfriend because my dad hates you and hates me being gay?
Katsuki: So this is just to piss off your asshole old man?
Katsuki: Would I get dates with spicy food out of this?
Shouto, shrugging: I don't see why not.
Katsuki: Alright, I'm in.
*both of them proceed to get so deep into the 'fake' relationship and used to it they just silently erase the 'fake' and never speak of it again*
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Hi! heard your requests are open so may i please get a hc w bakugou deku and tamaki x reader baking ? thank u!
hello dear, i already made one with deku here! :)
Bakugou took a long time to agree to cook with you
I mean, he loves cooking for you!
But he wants things to always be his way and he gets really mad when that doesn't happen, and he doesn't want to end up taking it out on you.
But he wanted to spend more time with you doing something you both enjoy so....
He always wants to help you do everything, no matter if it's the easiest task ever: he wants to be helping you in some way.
When I say 'help' it's like he wants to teach you to do everything his way, you know?
He wraps his arms around you, putting his hand under yours as he teaches you how to cut into ✨perfect✨ pieces.
He also likes to leave kisses on your shoulder and neck before going back to what he was doing before.
He steals a few kisses from you and then complains that you're the one distracting him.
He always lets you try something first and he loves to see your reaction.
And he also likes to hear your opinion, but he's like 'I respect your opinion, but only mine is right.'
Okay that would be the cutest thing ever
He always helps you tie your hair and put on an apron.
And then he kisses your cheek
Because he thinks you're so cute in an apron
He has the most passionate and glowing look ever while you cook!
He completely forgets what he's doing just to stare at you.
He loves humming while cooking!!!
And if you hum along with him, he'll turn around and look at you with the sweetest smile ever
And he often takes your hand gently and starts dancing with you in the kitchen.
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SUMMARY → telling someone about your sexuality is always scary. telling your boyfriend isn’t any diffrent.
PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x asexual!reader
GENRE → fluff
A/N → i am back bitches... and i don’t want to hear that i am ‘acting diffrent’ PLS TELL ME U UNDERSTAND! if not it’ll be so awkward — this is a little short but i am wrapping up the long fics & smut ( akaashi, kirishima and kita are first on the list ) and i wanted to post something
anyways, happy pride to everyone who is still in the closet, out of it, and in-between. you are valid and you are loved.
MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine
WATCHING HIM SIT ON your bed suddenly it feels a lot more real and a whole lot scarier. Maybe you should have just baked a cake with the colors of the flag, or given him a shoujo with a protagonist who identifies like you. Or you could just but it out… wait, what?
“I am asexual."
In a matter of a second red eyes connect with yours, “Okay." he says calmly, blink sheepishly at your sudden outburst. Standing up from you seat at the desk to start pacing around the room, “I am not saying this because I don't want to have sex with you. I don't want to have sex with you. But it's not because of you, it's because of me." you add on, a little panicked at his calming expression.
Closing his manga to fully give you the attention this topic deserves, his head tilts, “Why are you crying?" he asks. Raising your fingertips to your cheek, they are indeed wet. Something you didn’t even realises, “I don't know." you whisper, letting your hand fall to your side.
Standing up from his seating positions, he pulls you with him to sit on the bed. Letting you take a breath, he rubs circles into your hand, “Don’t people usually do this in like a grand gesture or a cake at least." he says.
Making you chuckle at the sudden statement, “You don't like cakes." you whisper, leaning your head to his chest. Humming, he nods, “I know, but I would have eaten it if it had a flag in it."
Lifting your head up, he cups your cheeks. Gently whiping them clean with the back of his thumbs, “Hey, I know... I know that I'm mean to you sometimes." he says. Making you nod, “But I like you a lot and that is not going to change."
A small smiles tucks up your lips at the softness, “You are all sappy now." you giggle. Making him roll his eyes as he looks away, “Shut up, I'm trying to be nice.” your boyfriend grumbles.
Wrapping your arms around him, you rest your head on his shoulder, “Thank you, dumbass."
“Don't call me dumbass, dumbass." he whispers back. Holding on to him, he rubs your back, “…Can we still have a cake?" he whispers. Nodding, you can’t help but smile at how well it went, “Sure.”
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Pokémon Class 1-A
A/N: This is what I think class 1-A Pokémon would be from the 1st generation.
Shota Aizawa: Snorlax
All Might: Mew
Tenya Iida: Pikachu
Momo Yaoyorozu: Chansey
Izuku Midoriya: Mewtwo
Ochaco Uraraka: Eevee
Katsuki Bakugo- Magmar
Yuga Aoyama: Jigglypuff
Mina Ashido: Ditto
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Villian Deku capturing both pro hero kacchan and y/n and creampie-ing you while restraining Kacchan with black whip.... then making Kacchan eat his come outta you
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Izuku randomly sending you texts praising you and just being a wholesome bean grateful to have you, his beautiful s/o🥺
You were studying in your dorm room, finals were coming and you truly were stressed. Your boyfriend had offered to study with you but you knew he was more serious about his study habits and you would be all over him and distract him. So you decided to study on your own, and he in his room.
Of course, Izuku being Izuku, he reassured you that you don’t distract him but you denied.
Your phone vibrated for the fifth time in the past hour and you finally caved in, reaching for it and seeing a couple of the notifications were from social media and two of them were messages from Izuku. Pressing on them it opened the messages app and a smile was carved into your face as you read over the message.
izuku ❤️: baby you really should’ve studied with me
izuku❤️: I miss you 😞
Typing up a quick reply, before you could set your phone down again Izuku had already replied.
You: I know babe, but I only distract you and I also need to study. :)
Izuku❤️: you’re not a distraction, you’re my girlfriend.
Izuku❤️: oh my god
Izuku❤️: oh my god i’m dating you
Izuku❤️: holy shit
Izuku❤️: I went plus ultra and got you
Izuku❤️: I can’t believe how lucky I am
You: I’m coming over rn and we’re kissing
Izuku❤️: I’m at your door baby
:) you can repost as much as you want and if someone wants a personalized imagine like these send me a dm ❤️
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Request: Hi! I was wondering if you could write a story when y/n is the crazy one and kidnaps Bakugo. Tysm ! -meena
Warnings: NSFW 18+ Content. Yandere, stalking, kidnapping, cursing, mental illness, blood, abuse, drugs, etc.
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A/N: Hmm this is a different turn of events. I love it 👀 I hope you enjoyed anon! I went a little wild with this one.
Tags: @awilddreamerwrites @peachsenpie @miriobaby @lanarist @sickchildren @bakugousbrat @ssplague @ahbeautifulexistence @m779 @vinny-likes-to-play21
I watched you save a civilian on television today. I know it’s your job and all, but you did not have to save her. Her life is not as important as mine. Do you not cherish what we have? Am I just a nobody to you? This is my 103rd letter to you and still no response. I know your address did not change so do not give me that pathetic excuse, Katsuki Bakugo. Surely, you must remember we are soulmates. We are one. How dare you fucking forget me? I had to rip all of my posters down in a fit of rage. You know how angry that makes me, baby, but it will all be okay, because you are coming home to me. We will be one.
You burst into a fit of giggles as you kick your bare feet back and forth on his bed. You wrote in black ink and covered the paper in orange hearts since it is the pro-hero’s favorite color. You could not help but leave precious lipstick kisses on the page. Something you always do in your love letters to Katsuki. The posters in your house are covered in them. Katsuki’s beautiful face is just so kissable. You cannot wait to do it tonight.
All you can think about is Katsuki. That is all your day consists of. Your clothing is all his merchandise and his favorite colors. You spend hours upon hours watching interviews, videos, surveillance footage of the hero. When he is out on patrol, you do your best to hide in areas so you can see the hero up close and personal. Your face just beams with joy at the mere glance of him.
You did your best to meet him several times. Any disaster there was to be had, you put on your nicest attire, do your make-up just how you think he likes, and have your hair freshly done. No better way to greet your significant other after hero work than looking like a beauty pageant queen.
Sadly, all your attempts were failures. Katsuki did not even give you the time of day. He is way too focused on beating the villains to a pulp. You did admire this about him, but your own selfish desires created hatred in you. He should be paying attention to you. Not those pesky villains.
Katsuki is sure to receive forty-five letters addressing the issue. All that he will never even skim over. This is only adding fuel to the fire.
The posters that hang in every single room in your apartment are ripped to shreds. Pools of tears covered your orbs, smudging all of your makeup. You climbed onto your black sofa, taking your left high heel and breaking the glass photo of Katsuki hanging there. Shards of glass sprinkle the couch and hardwood floor below. You don't even care for the pieces that collected into your skin. You will worry about that later.
“Fuck you, Katsuki!” You sobbed, ripping his face with your teeth and spitting out the saliva covered photo onto the litter filled floor.
“Pro-Hero Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite saves another civilians life yet again, taking down another member of the league of villains who was terrorizing the victim.”
The news anchor’s words fell on deaf ears as you went to the television screen. You are captivated by your significant other’s beauty on the tv. Blood leaked from your freshly manicured hands. They are painted orange and black as always.
“Oh, Katsuki,” you sighed with a smile, tracing a heart around his face with your leaking blood, “we will be together soon. I promise, baby. I’ll take you away from this sick, cruel world so we can live happily ever after.”
You were serious that day. You planned it on your calendar. The countdown began on the night you are going to be one with Katsuki. A day you knew you both looked forward to.
Did you miss me? I know I missed you. I even stamped this letter in my blood so you can have my DNA to mix with yours. I can’t wait to procreate with you. We will make such wonderful babies, don’t ya think? They will be so beautiful like you. I will be such an excellent mother. No woman can be a great wife to you like I can. Do you understand me?”
You had to pause writing as your blood started to boil at the thought. Your pen is already creating a huge ink spot from the anger consuming your hands. Small growls escaped your parted lips as you began to growl.
“If I can’t have you, no one can, Katsuki Bakugo. I am your one true love. You're one and only. And I’ll make sure that day comes. Just a few more days, baby, and we will be one.
The day finally came. You knew Katsuki’s schedule by heart. You loved watching him do his morning routines with the security cameras you placed in his home. The poor male never even thought to check. Such a mistake on his part. It only confirmed he needed protection from the world. Only you can provide that. Sure, you may be quirkless, but no one knows Katsuki like you do. No one can love him like you. He knows this. He has to.
You drew a luke-warm bubble bath with nice lit candles, rose pedals, a few drops of your blood, and some freshly made desserts for you both to enjoy while you catch up. You are even so kind enough to fetch him a beer or two so he can relax. You know how he enjoys his alcoholic beverages after a long day of hero work.
You rested on his bed. The natural caramel scent engulfed your nostrils as you wrote letters into your notebook once more. Even when you two are officially together forever, you still love to write out your thoughts. You know he enjoys them as well.
Hours upon hours passed. Frustration arose overtime. You did not want to be angry with your spouse, but he knows better than to be home late on your special day. You have almost filled up your notepad with phrases upon phrases of ‘I love you’s’ and sweet nothings. Along with other things.
You tapped your bandages covered foot on the ground as you began to pace. “What is taking him so long?” You huffed aloud, growing more impatient by each passing second. The bath is beginning to become cold and that is just rude in your opinion. You decided to write out your emotions.
What the fuck is taking you so long, huh? It’s so fucking aggervating and just plain rude. I have done so much for you only to toss me to the side like I’m nothing. Are you cheating on me? I do not tolerate disrespect, Katsuki Bakugo. You are going to make me mean and you know I hate being mean to you. You just make me jealous, baby. You know how you do that to me. Make me feel all types of emotion I can’t seem to understand, but one thing is for certain is that you and I will be together.
You did not even get to finish your final entry as you hear the front door downstairs unlock. Scrambling to put the diary away, you gather the necessary items from under the bed and wait for the perfect moment to strike. Katsuki’s natural loud ways was helping you locate his every move without even having to look at security footage.
All you have to do is be patient.
Katsuki sat on the couch, propping his sock-covered feet onto the glass coffee table and turning on the television. You allowed him some moments to get settled before gently tip-toeing down the stairs, rope, duct tape, and a blunt object ready in hand.
Just as Katsuki turned to acknowledge your presence, the crowbar hit his head, knocking him unconscious. You quickly attend to his wound — not without dropping some droplets of blood into his — so it does not get offended. You cannot have your husband getting an infection.
You tie up his hands and legs, duct tape his mouth after delivering kisses to his perfectly plump lips, and drag him to the kitchen. You did not realize how much your lover really weighed. Too much time was wasted dragging him to the fridge than preferred, but it will all be worth it in the end. You know it will be.
Katsuki did not wake up until the next day. You stayed by his side the whole time, telling him about your day and how much you have planned for you two. Of course, he needs to build his trust with you. You love a very intelligent man and the last thing you need is for him to be against you.
Slowly opening his crimson eyes, his attention is brought to a grinning you. Katsuki immediately attempts to escape the captivity he is in, but it is no use. You just had to buy special rope that cancels quirks.
“Struggle all you want, Katsuki-poo. There is no escaping me.” You chuckled, loving the way he squirmed and furrowed his eyebrows at you. All of his curses are mumbled by the tape which is probably the best considering you did not want to be insulted right now.
“When you calm down, I’ll take off the tape.” You bargained, shrugging nonchalantly as you kneel in front of the man. Did this calm him down? No. You know it wouldn’t regardless. You know Katsuki better than he knows himself yet you already want to push his buttons. The way he gets so angry turns you on and you can’t just help yourself but want more.
After a couple of hours of Katsuki complaining and you writing even more in your diary, he decided to calm down. This made you happy. You wanted to hear his beautiful gruff voice.
Grabbing the corner of the tape, you rip it off. Katsuki is already barking insults. “Are you fucking insane? Who the hell even are you? This isn’t going to end well with you, you psycho bit—“
A hard slap to his face interrupted Katsuki’s spill. Along with the duct tape you placed back on his mouth. “Such a meanie,” you pout, “and here I was about to be so nice to you.”
This cycle repeated itself for three days. You never left his side once. How could you? He is obviously in distress. He needs you by his side. He cannot do anything without you. Especially with his hands tied behind his muscular back. Katsuki finally decided that playing the game is the only way to win it.
You ripped the tape off once again. Katsuki did not even speak this time. “Did you learn your lesson?” You quizzed with an arched brow. “Y’know being a meanie is not going to get you anywhere, Katsukikins.”
“Why are you doing this?” Katsuki inquired, his gruff voice sounding so weak and hollow. You almost felt bad.
“You’re so silly, Suki. C’mon,” you brought your lips close to his, “gimme a kiss.”
Reluctantly, Katsuki did as instructed. Considering you are straddling his lap and his powers are useless, he has no choice in the matter. You loved the compliance.
“Good boy.” You praised, ruffling his messy blonde hair. Katsuki glared at you. “Will you be good and eat some food for me?”
“I don’t want your stupid ass food.” Katsuki growled, laying his head against the bottom freezer of his fridge.
“Nonsense, Suki.” You giggled, feeling extremely joyful to be with Katsuki. You bring a spoon of Miso soup up to his closed lips, “have some. I blew on it so it’s not too hot.”
“Get that trash away from me, you idiot—“ Katsuki was interrupted by a spoon entering his mouth. Though he would hate to admit this, the soup tasted delicious and he is quite hungry. He put up a fight, but allowed you to feed him properly until every drop was gone. Unfortunately, Katsuki is unaware that the soup is drugged until it’s too late.
His body began to feel numb. He did not even have the strength to ask questions as his eyes became drowsy. Soon, he is slumped over, sound asleep as you manage to drag him up the stairs and into your shared bed.
Planting kisses all over structures, you tuck him in and finish some late night entries in your diary. Skimming through them all and reflecting on how you got here now, it made you smile. Progress has been made and will continue to do so.
Signing off on the final page, you write:
These past three days have been exhilarating. I see it in your terrified eyes how happy you are that I am here. I know how much you missed me. I missed you, too, baby. We will continue to grow and soon, we will have children. I even have my menstrual cycle all planned out. I am all yours and you’re all mine. Can’t you see, baby doll? We are forever meant to be.
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Baku squad head scratched headcannons
Authors note: hi again babes this is basically what I just wrote just the Baku squad this time LETS GOOOOOOOO
This man will obviously wine about it but deep down he adores it
When he wants them he will sit next to you and stare at you till you give them to him and then he will say “well I guess you just want to, fine” like BITCH
But in reality he absolutely loves the affection and will be like a puppy in your arms when you give him scratches
He loves it when you scratch the center of his scalp
He always falls asleep no matter what
And when you stop he will throw a temper tantrum
“WHY DID YOU STOP DUMB ASS” “YOUR SO LAZY YOU KNOW, NOW PUT YOUR HAND BACK” he would yell till you did it again and he would still grumble a bit
He was more pissy than usual to everyone
People thought it was that he was just tired
It was because the agency that you interned at had taken you on a trip for the whole day
He wanted cuddles so bad but couldn’t ask for them at the moment
He just sulked for a while in his room till he got a text from you saying that you where back
He immediately jumped out of bed and speed you your room
When he got there he didn’t even knock he simply knocked down the door
He saw you on your bed before he jumped on top of you
He let out a gruff sigh and nuzzled his face in your neck
“Hehe hello to you to Katsu” you said
“Pet me” he said with a grumble as he looked up
“Of course you big grump” you said putting your hand in his hair and began to scratch it
￼ he relaxed real fast after that and if you planned to do anything else that day, you where wrong
THIS GOLDEN RETRIEVER OF A MAN
He deserves so many head pats
When he has his hair without gel he loves to be pet
If you hold your hand out he will put his head under it and push into it 🥺
It’s part of his way out saying I love you
It’s part of his relax routine
He lays on your chest as you pet him and you two watch a movie and order take out
He gets back late at night
He was with fat gum and was there for a crime scene all day
He trudged to your room to relax
When he go there you saw his state
He was tired and looked in need of a bath
So that’s what you to did
You ran a bath for him
He got undressed and he jumped in
You began to wash his hair
All the gel, product, dirt and sweat was washing right out, ew
You where massaging his head with shampoo as he was melting in your hands
You noticed and continued
When you where done you dunked his head in the water
“All done Eji” you said smiling and kissing his forehead
He got out and without a towel on he hugged you
“EIJIRO” you shouted
“Thank you, babe” he said into your shoulder
You sighed and hugged back
“Of course baby”
She loves them more than anything
She has short hair but it’s untainted as you can see
She loves it when you scratch behind her horns
Baby gets put to sleep in a instant
She always wants them
She will ask for them literally anytime no matter what
You will be in the middle of training and she will be like “hey can you massage my hair later” and you like “MINA”
It was a movie night at the dorms
You had a quirk that made your body temperature very warm
And luck would have it it was winter
You had this big hoodie that you wore and it was like big blanket
When the movie was starting mine climb over to you
She then picked up the hoodie and put her head on your chest so that only her eyes where poking out
If you where looking from somewhere else you would think it was just you
You moved your hands to her hair and began to scratch her hair
By the end of the movie she was dead asleep
Have you met this man
He’s a sucker for any type of affection from anyone
He loves it when you ruffle his hair after training
He buries his face in your chest when you cuddle and do it
He was coming back from training and he had short circuited
He had his face on and his thumbs where up
You found him running into a wall over and over thinking it was a door
You walked over to him and cupped his cheeks
“Oh denki, are you ok” you said kissing his cheek
A small blush formed before he let out a stupid sound
You led him to your room and let him relax on your chest
He was in your chest and was loving it so much as you scratched his neck hairs
He felt so loved at that moment, he felt like he was so safe and secure
Omg he would love them
You saw him in midnights lap
He would love to lay on your lap while you played with his hair
He would also like if he was laying on you too
He came back from training and his forearms felt like hell
He went to your room to chill
You noticed his state as he sat next to you
You sat up to sit next to him
You where wearing short gym shorts that exposed your thighs
He looked down at them and wanted to feel them￼
“Hey weird request, can I lay down, I-in your lap”
You looked at him a moment before taking his head and guiding it down to them
His cheek squished against them
A hand went in his hair as it began to scratch his scalp
If there wasn’t hearts in his eyes before there are now
Here’s the Baku squad, THANK YOU ALL 😘
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ive got you bestie<33
Bakugo is so, unbelievably clingy in the morning, it's annoying. Don't get me wrong, waking up to his peaceful face, pouty lips barely parted and cheek squishing against the pillow, is a delicacy you cherish, something meant for your eyes only.
But my God is this boy clingy when he wakes up.
He needs to be assured that you're still there, that you're safe and sound. And what better place to keep you secure than in his arms? Don't even try to push at him; despite his drowsiness, he still maintains the strength to keep you locked against him. If you're petulant enough to thrash in his hold, he'll trap you impossibly closer, face buried deep in your neck and straight up whine at you, a deep, needy sound begging you to still, if only to savor you for a few moments more before he has to jump head first into the dangers of his career.
And when you've finally relented, giving in to the warmth of his embrace, he'll crack one, stupidly smug eye open and muster up enough energy to grin at his small win. There's no better feeling for him than starting the day off with a victory, especially when the prize is you.
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Getting Hit By a Sleeping Beauty Quirk - Bakugou Version
A/n: This is hot garbage, wow I’m so sorry I’m still going to write Kirishima’s part, so don’t worry!
If you haven’t read the original versions, you can find the explanation as to what happened to Bakugou here (the explanation is it’s own scene so you don’t have to read the actual stories if you don’t want to)
Word Count: 2k
Bakugou was ready to kill someone. If it hadn’t been for the fact that she was a random civilian and he didn’t want his provisional license revoked, he would’ve gone flying at the woman who hit him with her quirk.
He tried to convince himself that it wasn’t true, that he’d be fine. Besides, it wasn’t like he liked anyone anyway, so he’d be fine.
There was no reason as to why your stupid face kept popping into his head.
But after the first few yawns, and the light feeling of drowsiness that overcame him, he knew he was screwed.
So here he was at the end of the school day, packing his things up, and feeling just about ready to pass out.
“Bakugou? Did something happen? You look like you’re going to faint.”
‘Tch, just my luck.’
Upon hearing that voice, Bakugou whipped his head around, making eye contact with none other than you, the one who somehow managed to wriggle into his heart and currently curse his existence. This stupid quirk wouldn’t be having any sort of effect on him if it wasn’t for you and your stupidly cute face.
Looking away from you and slinging his backpack over his shoulder, he quickly latched onto your arm.
“You’re coming with me,” was all he said, dragging you behind him and out of the classroom.
“Huh? Bakugou?! What are you doing? Where are you taking me?” You shouted, trying not to fall over as he pulled you along, staring at him in surprise.
“Oi,” he huffed, finally stopping as the two of you rounded the corner, “don’t make a big deal out of this, okay?!” He yelled, glaring at you and gritting his teeth.
“Don’t make a big deal out of what?!” You questioned, your confusion and alarm rising with each word.
“Just shut up!”
Within a few seconds, he was right in front of you, his lips a few mere inches from yours. Ignoring the dumbfounded look on your face, he closed his eyes, and…
Was met with something cold and hard.
‘Huh?’ His eyes flew open, and he pulled back, looking around him in confusion. You were now standing a couple feet away from him, your eyes wide with shock as a fiery blush spread across your cheeks.
You had made him kiss the wall.
“OI, WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!” He screamed, feeling his anger explode. Were you really trying to make him look like a fool?!
You scoffed, your red face twisting into an expression of irritation. “I could ask you the same thing!”
“Tch, wasn’t it obvious what I was going to do?” He seethed. “And didn’t I just tell you NOT TO MAKE A BIG DEAL OUT OF IT?!”
You let out a laugh in disbelief, feeling your anger skyrocket as well.
“Maybe it’s not a big deal for you, but it is for me! I don’t want to have my first kiss like this!”
“I DON’T CARE HOW YOU WANT YOUR FIRST KISS! I JUST NEED TO GET THIS OVER WITH!”
He began walking towards you, shaking with anger.
THIS close. He was THIS close to breaking that stupid quirk and you just HAD to make a big deal out of things!
“Listen, Bakugou,” you said, placing your hands on your hips as you steadily returned his stare, “you’re not the type of person to take on a stupid bet like this, so I can only think of one reason as to why you want to kiss me.” Upon saying this, the blush returned to your face, but you continued on with your statement. “And honestly, I like you too! But that still doesn’t mean you can just throw yourself on me like this!”
Bakugou froze, trying to process what you said. ‘Oi… she likes me? She… likes me…?’
In other circumstances, that could’ve made any guy feel pretty happy, but given the situation, he only felt his fury elevate.
“WELL IF YOU LIKE ME TOO, WHY CAN’T YOU JUST KISS ME ALREADY, HUH?!”
“DID YOU LISTEN TO A SINGLE WORD I SAID?!”
The second he took his next step forward, you found your hand flying towards his face.
Feeling his skin under your palm, you immediately pulled your hand back, gasping.
“H-hey, Bakugou, I didn’t-”
“I didn’t know the two of you were filming a drama.”
That voice didn’t belong to either of you.
But you knew all too well who it did belong to.
You laughed nervously, turning your head to the side to see none other than your homeroom teacher standing there, glowering at the two of you.
“O-oh, h-hey, Aizawa-sensei! We were just-” You stuttered, trying to come up with a quick excuse for your actions while ignoring the terrifyingly angry look on his face.
“I’m not interested in listening to any obvious lies,” he glared. “Bakugou, (L/n), in my office. Now.”
And that’s how you found yourself sitting in Aizawa’s office, tied next to Bakugou with your teacher’s capture weapon.
“Do you two realize how much of a scene you were causing?” He asked. “And for what reason?”
You looked down, a sense of shame overcoming you.
“I probably didn’t have to yell so much,” you said quietly, “but I only started yelling because Bakugou tried to-” You cut yourself off, flushing as you realized you probably shouldn’t be telling this to your teacher.
“He tried to what?”
“He tried… to… to…”
“I can’t hear you.”
“Hetriedtokissme!” You squeaked out all at once, panicking under your teacher’s freakish stare.
“... Oh, I see,” Aizawa said slowly, turning to face Bakugou.
“Idiot, why’d you have to tell him?! This isn’t any of his business!” Bakugou growled, glaring at you.
“Oh, I’d say that my student harassing another one of my students is very much my business,” your teacher hissed, tightening his scarf around Bakugou. “I don’t care if you’re a teenager, you’re always expected to control yourself. You should have some basic respect for the others in your class”
“Oi,” Bakugou seethed, his eyes narrowing, “don’t treat me like that stupid pervet Mineta! I had my reasons, okay?!”
“Then I’d like to hear them.”
Bakugou growled, shaking with anger. This really wasn’t any of his teacher’s business, so why the heck did you have to go and tell him about earlier?!
“Don’t make me have to tell your parents.”
“Tch, my parents don’t have to know anything!” He yelled.
“Then go ahead and explain the situation to me.”
Bakugou slumped in his seat a little, gritting his teeth.
You looked curiously over at him, wondering what he would say. Would he outright say that he liked you?
‘I wonder what Aizawa-sensei will say to that…’
“It’s not a big deal,” Bakugou reluctantly said at last. “Yesterday some stupid lady hit me with her even dumber quirk which makes people fall asleep for a long time or whatever, and the only way I could undo the stupid effect was if I kissed someone.”
‘Wait a minute, he didn’t try kissing me because he likes me?’
“Was there a reason why it had to be (L/n)?”
“No, I just chose her because she’s the most tolerable girl in the class, alright?!”
‘The most tolerable?’
Aizawa sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“This whole misunderstanding could have just been avoided if you had just explained that to (L/n),” he grumbled, loosening the capture scarf. “And next time, you have to report to the school any incident of being hit with a quirk. Now, this is clearly a problem to be worked out between the two of you.”
Bakugou huffed, pulling the scarf off of him and standing up.
“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” he said, shoving his hands in his pockets and walking out the door. “Come on,” he glanced back at you, “let’s talk.”
“Thank you, Sensei,” you mumbled, getting up slowly and following Bakugou out the door.
You walked down the hall behind Bakugou, staying completely silent as you wandered in your thoughts.
‘I guess I really shouldn’t have expected someone like Bakugou to have a crush on me,’ you sighed, frowning. ‘Wait a minute…!’ You froze, your foot halfway to the floor as you realized something. ‘I told Bakugou that I like him!’
You felt your stomach drop, the blood in your veins turning to ice. ‘I must’ve looked like such a fool!’
“Hey, you had no problem screaming your head off before, so what’re you so quiet for now?” Bakugou asked, still walking ahead of you.
“Eh?” He glanced back at you for a second, halting as he saw your retreating back. “Oi, where do you think you’re going?!” He sprinted after you, catching up in a matter of seconds. “Now you know my reasons, so can’t you just-”
“Just forget it.”
“Huh?” Bakugou looked at you in bewilderment.
“Just forget it,” you repeated, still facing away from him. “Forget about kissing me. I’m sure there are plenty of girls who would love to kiss you, so just ask one of them.”
Bakugou felt his eye twitch. He just couldn’t catch a break, could he?
“If anybody can kiss you to get rid of the quirk, then it doesn’t have to be me. Don’t make a big deal out of it,” you echoed his previous words.
You started down the hall again.
“Tch, idiot,” you heard him mutter. “Are you really that dense?”
“What is that supposed to mean?” You turned around, finally looking at him.
He groaned, not meeting your eyes as his cheeks became tinted with red.
‘Is he… blushing?!’ The Bakugou Katsuki… was blushing? And not in an angry way?
He gave in, looking you directly in the eyes.
“It means that I like you too,” he admitted, “and you’re the only one I can kiss because you’re the only one that I like. Do you get it now, you troublesome woman?”
‘He… actually likes me? Then… why the heck didn’t he tell me?’
You sighed, beginning to smile softly. “You know, we could’ve avoided all this trouble if you had just said that from the start. What, were you too afraid that I wouldn’t like you back?” you teased, leaning towards him.
He narrowed his eyes at you, the flush on his face growing. “Hey, are you gonna kiss me or not?!”
You laughed, “Of course I will. I don’t want my boyfriend falling asleep for a hundred years or something.”
“I never said I was your boyfriend,” he grumbled.
“Oh? So then what are we?” You asked, smirking at him.
You suddenly felt a pair of hands on your hips, pulling you to his chest.
“Fine,” he said, gazing at you through lidded eyes, “I’m your boyfriend. And I don’t wanna miss out on a hundred years with you, so let’s get this over with, okay?”
You wrapped your arms around his neck, blushing happily. “Go right ahead.”
He tilted his head, lips meeting yours as you closed your eyes, softly kissing him back. A warm, fuzzy feeling enveloped you, and you realized you felt completely at home in his arms. Did all couples feel this way about each other? If so, you could understand why so many people looked for love.
But you hadn’t searched for it. By sheer luck, you had found it in Bakugou Katsuki, and to your amazement, he had found it in you.
‘Can I ask for more luck?’ You wondered. ‘Can I… stay like this? Can he really mean it when he says a hundred more years with me?’
He finally pulled away, leaving you speechless.
“You got anything to say to that?” He snorted, staring at your breathless figure.
“I… can’t really think of anything to say,” you mumbled sheepishly.
“That’s fine. I was planning on kissing you again anyway,” he smirked, leaning towards you once more.
Was it luck that you ended up with Bakugou? Was it fate? Destiny?
Or was it the simple call of two hearts made for each other, not wanting to be kept apart any longer?
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Pairing : Pro Hero! Bakugo Katsuki x Fem!Reader
Summary : You wondered how long life would be like this
A/N: This is a repost and a rewrite of the very first story that I ever publishes here on this platform! I think I blacked out when I wrote this because it’s about 1,000 words longer than the original work haha. Which If you want to read that, you can find it here. It’s probably also laced with grammatical errors so be gentle
Warning: TW: angst, TW: character death
The apartment is quiet.
The sound of rain reaches your ears, but it doesn’t soothe you as it should. It’s just a loud, clanging sound against your window.
How long have you been awake? Your eyes are focused on the ceiling, hoping that the barrage of thoughts plaguing your mind will cease, but they never do. Your eyes are heavy. Your body is screaming at you to let it rest, but the bed you’re lying in feels unfamiliar and uncomfortable, even though it’s been your safe haven for years.
Realizing that sleep won’t come you pull the comforter from your body and head to the kitchen. The small clock on the stove reads 3:00 AM. You decide to pour yourself a glass of water. The dryness in your mouth only now noticeable. You finish filling your glass, put the pitcher back in the fridge, and make your way to the small table nestled in the corner of the room. Leaning back against the wall, you let your eyes wander. They begin taking in the pictures that line the wall, pictures that remind you of what life used to be like. Your feel your chest begin to tighten and your eyes begin to water as memory after memory play within your mind. It’s as though you’re watching your life flash before your eyes and you wonder, if this is what he saw before he took his last breath.
*August 3rd, 2030, 2:45 AM*
Frustration rolls off your body in waves.
Katsuki was supposed to be home hours ago and yet, here you were waiting up for him. . . again.
You knew — you knew, how much being a hero meant to him, since the day you met him at age sixteen. You knew how much he wanted to be like All Might, to be able to say “I’m here”! The view of his back offering comfort to those in desperate need of salvation. He wanted to become the number one hero finally surpassing Deku, but what you didn’t know is that his journey to becoming number one would leave you feeling so neglected, so. . . lonely.
You ears perk up at the sound of keys turning the lock. The smell of sweat invades your nose. Katsuki, is finally home. “Do you know what time it is?” You begin slowly. “I’ve been waiting up for you for hours. You didn’t attempt to call me. You didn’t even try to text me. Where were you Katsuki?” You finish with a tired look in his direction.
“I was on patrol.” He replies with a tone of indifference not even bothering to look you in your face.
“That’s it. . .?” You laugh mirthlessly. “You were ‘on patrol?’ I’ve been waiting for you for hours and that’s all you can say to me!” You finish chest heaving, tears threatening to fall from your eyes.
His eyes snap towards you filled with annoyance and another emotion you can’t quite name “Yes, I was on patrol! And do you want to know why I keep offering my assistance? Because it’s better than being here and being suffocated by you!” He roars out.
Your eyes widen and you take a step back. You can see the regret forming in his eyes, but it’s far too late. The damage is done and you’re tired. Tired of being put on the back burner. Tired of being the only one trying to make this relationship work. You’ve decided that you deserve better.
“Get out.” Your say voice trembling. “If I’m suffocating you then maybe — maybe you should leave. Stay with someone else for a while because I’m tired Katsuki. Tired of you treating me like I’m your roommate instead of your fiancée. Tired of being neglected, of feeling like I’m the only one putting any effort into this relationship. I - I deserve to be more than half-loved.” You’re crying now, arms wrapped around your body trying to hold yourself together. Trying to protect yourself from being hurt by Katsuki’s words.
It’s silent for what feels like hours before he speaks again. “Baby,” He begins his voice breaking, but you raise your hand, cutting him off before he can get what he wants to say out
“Katsuki, I just need time. Time to sort out my feelings and clear my head. I can’t do that if we’re living under the same roof.” You say, finally calmed down enough to speak again
“Okay.” He says with a quiet voice, visibly deflated. “If- if that’s what you need I can give it to you. I’ll stay with Shitty Hair for a while. Let you breath. Let you think.”
You can tell that he’s fighting his instinct. The instinct that’s telling him to stay, to fix things, but you know that he wants to respect your wishes and give you the space you need. You offer him a soft “thank you” in return.
As he leaves, a small duffle bag hanging on his shoulder, he looks at you and says that he’ll see you in a week. You give him a small smile in return knowing things could only get better from here. . .
*August 10th, 2030, 3:00 PM*
It had been a week since Katsuki left to stay with Kirishima and you missed him terribly. You had decided that it would be better for your healing process if you didn’t communicate with him, but that didn’t stop you from checking in with Kirishima to see how he was.
“How’s he doing Kiri?” You ask. He can probably tell that you’re antsy on the other side of the line. “He’s moping around.” Kirishima laughs. “But I can tell it’s just because he misses you and that he’s ready to be home. I’ll make sure he comes back to you in one piece so don’t worry you’re pretty little head Y/N.”
“Thanks Kiri. I’m sorry you were brought into all of this, but I’ll see you and Katsuki tonight so make sure you come hungry!” You giggle.
“Will do Y/N! We’ll see you tonight.” he says as you hang up the phone. It had been a hard process, but you were able to sort through your emotions and clear your mind. You loved Bakugo Katsuki with your whole heart and you wanted to be with him. The engagement ring on your finger a testament to that.
*August 10th, 2030, 7:00 PM*
You had just finished preparing the food for tonight when there was a loud knock on your door. Pulling off your apron you make your way to the door and look through the peephole to see who it is. To your surprise it’s tsukauchi-san from the Police Force. You unlock the door and pull it open.
“Tsukauchi-san, what are you doing here? Are you looking for Katsuki? He actually not here at the moment.” You say, knowing that it’s not unusual for the detective to visit bringing Katsuki new information about the League of Villains .
“No, I’m actually here to visit you.” His voice soft and serious.” I wanted to speak with you before you found out another way.” He replies solemnly.
“Find out what?” You question nervously, unable to repress the sinking feeling in your heart. He doesn’t respond. He just passes you a folder and inside is something that will change your life forever. . .
Hero Name: DynaMight Name: Bakugo Katsuki Age: 25 Status: Deceased Cause: Witnesses say the Pro Hero was assisting in the evacuation of civilians from the roof of an apartment complex when the misfiring of a quirk caused the building to collapse trapping the hero under the rubble. Rescue teams arrived swiftly to the scene in attempts to rescue the hero, but were too late. Pro Hero DynaMight was pronounced dead by the official coroner of the Hero Public Safety Commission who believes him to have been killed on impact.
Your blood runs cold. You feel the bile begin to rise in your throat. Tsukauchi-San begins to speak, but you can’t hear him over the sound of your heartbeat in your ears. You can’t tell you’re crying until you see the tears stains on the page. Your trying to breathe, but it feels like the room is getting smaller and the oxygen is depleting and suddenly, the world turns black.
When you come to you’re in a hospital room. Kirishima and Midoriya are asleep in the visitor seats placed at foot of the bed. You struggle to sit up. The rustling of the sheets alert both the heroes and cause them to wake. They look at you, eyes filled with sorrow, pain, but mostly, regret and as they explain to you what happened, in more detail than the report, you cry - out of frustration, anger, sorrow, but most of all your own powerlessness.
*Present Day *
September 10th, 2030, 4:00 AM
It’s been two months since then. Two months since you lost the love of your life leaving a gaping hole in your chest. You had been the one to call his parents believing that they should hear the news from you rather than from a news source who was only interested in getting the story rather than the people involved. You remember Mitsuki sobbing on the other line when you finished explaining what happened. The only words she could utter being “My baby. Why, my baby?” Your heart broke even more after that. There were no words you could say to comfort her and when the call finally ended you sunk to the floor and cried.
It’s also been two months since the funeral. Two months since those closest to Katsuki had gathered in a room to recall the life of the hero they all knew as DynaMight. You could vividly remember the faces of the guest as they offered you their condolences. They told you that “you could always come to them if you needed help” and that “time would heal all wounds, ” but it had all felt so wrong, watching the love of your life lay in a casket that seemed to big for his body. To watch him be buried in a grave that seemed like it wasn’t meant for him. You were holding on by a thread that day, and if Kirishima hadn’t held your hand you were certain that you would have fallen apart.
It had been two months of pained filled realizations. Two months since you realized that Katsuki would never walk through the door of your tiny apartment again. You would never hear his boisterous laugh as he told you stories about his day and how he triumphed over “those shitty villains”. You would never hold him in your arms again or run your fingers through his hair to help him fall asleep. You would never kiss him again. The wedding you spent months planning would never happen. The vows you wrote would never be heard. It’s been two months, you realize, since the apartment lost its warmth and you realize that it would never return.
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Y/N : So you and Bakugou are finally dating.
Jiro : What, but you said that you didn’t have a boyfriend.
Me : He is not my boyfriend.
Bakugou : I’m not her boyfriend. Ugh, they just don’t get it.
Me : No, why would they !? Let’s go babe.
Jiro & Y/N : 👀🍵.
Jiro : Hey, y/n where are you going !?
Y/N : I’m on my way to tell Denki, he own me 50 bucks.
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Hi baby, for your prompts...#17 with uhhh... you guessed it Bakubabes? A drabble would do
Gender - fem reader pls.
K bye gorgeous <33
a.n ⎯ hey, pretty baby *finger guns* you didn't even have to say who you wanted. i gotchu.
nsfw prompt 17 with katsuki bakugo
"friends don't do this kind of shit!"
permatag : @candy-hime @sunshine-honeybaby @aizameow
if it had been anyone, but katsuki, you wouldn't be on your knees in a tiny bathroom, knees starting to hurt from being on the tiles for too long.
"y- yeah, that's right," he grunts, your tongue dragging over the prominent vein on his cock, "suck it deeper, i want you to choke on it."
you relax your jaw as best as you can, swallowing him down, drool dripping from your mouth to trail down the base of his cock.
"good girl," katsuki gasps, long, thick fingers wrapping around the sink. his thighs are shaking beneath your hands, and he thrusts up into your wet mouth, making you gag around his length.
"fuck, yeah.. that's right. choke on that cock," his fingers bunch up your hair, helping you bob your head.
tears are trailing down your cheeks, and every time katsuki's tip meets the back of your throat, you try your best not to gag. your jaw is aching, tongue cramping, but you're so close to getting him off.
breathing through your nose as best as you can, you wrap your fingers around the base of his cock, flicking your wrists at the same time as your bobbing head.
"shit, ah!" katsuki's length twitches in your mouth, and you pull off, gasping for breath.
just as you do, katsuki's wet, sticky cum sprays against your face, landing on your cheek, and painting your tongue white.
you lick your lips, standing up from the cold tiles after you wipe the rest of his cum from your cheek.
"thanks, 'suki.. you're the greatest friend ever," you smile. katsuki only snarls at you, hand flying out to catch your wrist, pulling your body closer against his.
"friends don't do this kind of shit," he growls against your lips, "and you fucking know it."
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MHA BOYS IN REAL LIFE
this is my opinion if it upset you don't read it
Warnings: well idk really, toxic Bakugo, Denki, Shoto, dont get me wrong i love them, but i feel like it was true if there were in my world
I apologize for the grammatical errors, this is not my native language
he is not very interested in you
But he shows that you are only his
This boy hasn't had a healthy relationship ever
There are a lot of girls who will do anything to make him theirs, and he knows
It means that he cheats almost constantly
He didn't have a real relationship with absolutely no one (friends, family, etc.)
All of his girlfriend after some time bore him
When you want to break up with him, he manipulates you and convinces you that he will change
You've had one nice week
He stops answering , and start ghosting you
In a week, you will see in his story, a photo of him sitting in front of a mirror with another girl
Ohhh Boi he hates everything
What a fuckboy
you have to have a good ass and breasts, and a slim belly otherwise you're a fat monster
He changes girls every week
He don't give a shit about you at all
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he sees feminists as hairy fat women, with lack sex
He buys you an expensive presents, sleeps with you and ghost you
Okay, this sweetheart will do anything to make you like him
He helps you study
He takes you to go for coffee
He takes you on a date every week
He will prefer you to his friends
Cuddle machine 2000
He will buy you your favorite snacks when you have bad day
He really likes you and although he didn't want the relationship at first, because he wants to focuse on hero carrier, he do everything to make it work
He asks you for your opinion and really cares
He respects your body and your desires, if you're not in the mood for something he is okay with it
He's here for you and you're here for him
he dont know why but he just dont love you,
still wanna spend time with you tho
If you break up he will always have a soft spot for you
This boy has trouble expressing emotions
He will either avoid you or embraces you with attention
One day you talk to each other through the facetime until 3 in the morning and the next day they don't even look in your direction
he is ashamed to show that he likes you in front of Bakusquad
The boy really doesn't know what he wants
When he realizes it's too late, he would says " you're ugly anyway." Type of bullshits, because he is insecure af
If you start dating, he will see that Bakusquad is toxic and will start spending more time with you
Later, the boys will understand what the idiots they were like, they apologize to him and then adopt you and they take you as one of them
Bakugo still doesn't like you, but he accepts you because of Kirishima, what annoys you, but you don't like him either tbh
Over time, Kiri will understand how much you love him, and although it's hard for him to tell you that he likes you he would show it through his actions
Even though you have a complicated relationship, you live for his morning smile, quiet signing in shower, and his absolutely delicious cokkies/muffins he makes just for you
that guy talks and talks
... about himself
He absolutely doesn't care about your life
He doesn't care how you feel or what you want
he'd rather gets stoned than he'd be with you
If you want anything from him, he ignores you and wont do it
He is still looking at other girls
80% of the people he follows are Instagram models
When you break up with him, he will have no idea why
“you are bitch anyway “
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heyyy rin babey :)) currently in ***DESPERATE*** need for some bakugou twt links 🧎♀️ mind to help a hoe out ?? 🙈
YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND
[so close yet so. damn. rough.]
[wont admit it but loves when you roleplay someone from one of his fav romance mangas]
[size kink, will make you watch yourself in the mirror as he fucks you]
[loves watching the way your ass loves when he fucks you from behind]
[not a video// if you’re being a brat he’d spank you until your ass looks like this omg-]
[ahem… the spanking]
[sometimes after a long day of hero work he wants you to please him and help him relax, AND HES VOCAL]
[he eats it like this, again fight me on it]
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like a cigarette
bakugou katsuki/reader | todoroki shouto/reader
- word count: 302
- cw: mentions of smoking, implied cheating
- summary: you should quit, but you can’t
He was easy to pick out amongst the crowd. The type of man your mother always said to be careful around. Men who are like cigarettes — harsh, addictive, and a little sadistic. You couldn’t help but ask for a light.
You could see scars curl up his left arm like a tattoo sleeve, little white indicators of labor. He didn’t look particularly threatening, at least not in the way most men like him were. He was burly and built, but his mean glare didn’t inspire fear. Even so, there was still something dangerous about him. He was pulling you in, and you have no idea about ‘when’ and ‘if’ you would ever be able to break free. You would be lying if you said that the thought didn’t scare you.
You gravitated towards him like some sort of fear junkie, as if you were testing the waters of a shark-infested bay. It was daring, reckless. But it was almost like you have no control over your own two feet.
His eyes found you, narrowing as he saw you inch forward. Leaning against a wall, arms crossed, his stance was only a fraction away from menacing, predatory. Instead you saw curiosity, delicately disguised interest. His friend leaned over, whispering something into his ear. With that, he was gone, blending back into the crowd, slipping out of your vision and leaving you with twenty more questions than you had from the beginning.
A chin dipped into your shoulder from behind, an anonymous head nuzzling into the crook of your neck. You didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. The smell of Shouto's cologne lingered in the hair that was tickling your skin. It was heavy, sweet, and suffocating. You drowned in it, and at some point, forgot how to breathe.
(loosely based off of “Cigarette” by Offonoff)
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