#bakusquad drabble

[zanarkandskylines]

₊✩‧₊ ⇢ gamer boyfriend!kirishima

『 ♡ 』 kirishima & mild KiriBaku x fem!reader (18+ under the cut!) -`✧ eijiro kirishima masterlist

✩ kirishima loves gaming with his buddies every friday night to blow off steam and hang out with his bro squad. they start bullshitting the idea of starting a streaming group and decide to give it a shot.

✩ the bits and pieces for streaming come in the mail - boxes at a time. while he’s at work one day, you spend the entire afternoon building his desk, moving his PC and setting up all the streaming equipment in the office.

✩ bakugo, kaminari, sero and kirishima decide to call themselves “the riot squad.”

✩ you’re the group’s first viewer on their debut stream. kirishima excitedly interacts with you through the chat as he games for hours, the others interchangeably commenting on your messages playfully.

✩ one viral gaming clip later, the boys have gained over 5,000 followers in a month’s time. you’ve helped kirishima build an entire discord server for the community they’ve built and moderate their streams alongside a few other friends.

✩ plenty of fans clamor over bakugo with his naturally flawless features and brash personality, but you love watching kirishima get flustered over his own fan girls. it’s one of your favorite things to tease him about.

✩ you may or may not secretly let seductive messages slide through his discord DMs from horny fangirls. seeing his face redden when you dare him to respond, or that they have excellent taste being thirsty for him.

✩ sometimes when kirishima gets frustrated over losing matches, you crawl under his desk quietly while he’s distracted. it’s almost comical how his legs instinctually part when you run your fingers up his thighs before palming his already half-hard cock through his shorts.

✩ he lets you shift his clothes around to wrap your soft fingers around his shaft, trying to mask what’s going on behind the scenes as he continues playing.

✩ when you start stroking him lazily, he surprisingly plays better! you can hear the boys cheering him on through his headset as his legs quiver at your touch.

✩ by the time your mouth engulfs his cock, he’s sweating while keeping his best poker face on for the stream. you can hear him panting silently between matches. he mutes his mic to let out a moan or a whine every now and again.

✩ before he cums, he announces to the boys that it’s time to wrap up the stream, saying their goodbyes and switching off the stream. he practically throws his headset off his head and scoops you off the floor and into his lap. he never lets himself finish before you do.

✩ what he doesn’t expect is that you’d been playing with yourself and have soaked through your panties, begging him to fuck you. and he obliges every time - in the gaming chair, sprinting to his bedroom, or up against the wall of the office.

✩ he once forgot to turn off his webcam with the boys as you crawled into his lap, misclicking on the screen and leaving it on. the only person on the call was bakugo, who tried to motion for him to turn it off, but ended up becoming enamored in his best friend fucking his girlfriend. kirishima would shoot a confident grin over your shoulder and into the camera at bakugo as he watched the two of you.

✩ kirishima never expected to establish the tradition of fucking you post-stream and letting bakugo watch you two every once in awhile. he loved showing off how sexy your body was and how pretty your moans sounded, especially to his best friend. it was their best kept secret.

✩ reading bakugo’s filthy messages to your joint discord chat with kirishima is one of the best things to come out of this streaming idea. “how’d you bag a girl with such a perfect ass?” “the way her cunt sucks up your thick cock is fuckin’ hot, ei” “who knew you could fuck like that?” “can’t believe she likes showing off for you like a good little slut” “fuck, you two are better than any nasty ass porn”

✩ both kirishima and bakugo played exponentially better any night you three had a private stream - you became their lucky charm as their internet infamy climbed higher and higher.

⋆ ˚ʚɞ — kirishima showing you off to his friends? hot as fuck. 🥵✨ gamer kiri lives in my head rent free. he’s so goddamn cute and i’d love to spoil him while he plays in any way he’d let me. shoutout to @pastelbakugou for fueling my kiri thirst! 🤭

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bkg headcannons ❤︎︎

Katsuki Bakugou who is harsh with you when you first meet. But once he notices how you don’t push him away, he starts warming up to you more.

Katsuki Bakugou who doesn’t consider you as an extra, instead he considers you has a close friend with a lot of potential for themselves and their future.

Katsuki Bakugou who pays for your food, or brings you home made food he prepared before he left home.

Katsuki Bakugou who secretly blushes and clenches his jaw when you make a silly joke, he shoves you off acting like he’s annoyed. In reality, he is hoping you make more jokes to lighten up his day.

Katsuki Bakugou who welcomes you with open arms when you come to his house late at night, complaining how you were lonely and had a nightmare. He doesn’t a notice how much his heart is beating until he falls asleep with you cuddled against him like a koala.

Katsuki Bakugou who cries in your arms after getting kidnapped, and blaming himself for being the reason for Allmights failure.

Katsuki Bakugou who kisses you on the forehead, and on your nose after you comfort him, noticing your teary eyes after watching him break down.

Katsuki Bakugou who helps you move into your dorm room.

Katsuki Bakugou who confesses to you first. It happened during valentine’s day when you gave him homemade chocolate covered strawberry’s, with small doodles of his hero costume.

Katsuki Bakugou who keeps your relationship a secret for a few weeks, but then gets caught when his classmates see him kissing you on your lips on the couch. You both had thought everyone was gone and made their own plans.

Katsuki Bakugou who threatens anyone who tries to interfere with his relationship.

Katsuki Bakugou who isn’t a fan of PDA, but is willing to have his arm around your waist just for you. And so boys would stop eye-fucking you from a distance.

Katsuki Bakugou who has you pinned on his phone.

Katsuki Bakugou who ruins his sleep schedule, just to help you understand a problem you didn’t understand during class.

Katsuki Bakugou who lets out genuine smiles around you.

Katsuki Bakugou who has hundreds of poloroids of you and him, mainly you in his wallet, behind his phone case, and on his home bedroom walls.

Katsuki Bakugou who is annoyed when his friends tease him about how he acts around you, denying it. Only for you to walk into the room with a cheeky smile, making his annoyed expression soften.

“Bakugou. just admit it! You’re hooked towards y/n.” The blonde boy’s closest friend Kirishima coo’s, poking at his side only for Katsuki to not have a reaction towards it.

After many pokes, Katsuki gets fed up and harshly smacks away Kirishimas finger.

“Shut the fuck up! ‘m not hooked, and stay out me and my girls buisness.” Katsuki grits his teeth, turning away from his group of friends to continue doing homework.

Denki rolls his eyes, letting out an sigh. He puts his hand on his friends shoulder with a bored expression.

“That’s a lie! You were just all up on her a few hours ago in the study room!” Denki exclaims, recalling the memory of him and his friends walking in on you on Katsukis lap whilst reading a book.

This time Katsuki ignores both of his nosey friends, only rolling his eyes and solving the problems in-front of him with no problems.

The group thinks about leaving their angry headed friend alone for the day, until you step in the room with a big smile and a bag full of clothing. Eyes are on you waiting on your move as you walk towards your boyfriend who notices your presence almost immediately.

“Katsuu, what’cha doin?” You coo’ed wrapping your arms around your boyfriend who stops paying attention to his homework for once. His group of friends watching the couple in shock, and in awe. Long forgetton towards him.

“Hey sweets. ‘m doin homework, do ya need help with it?” He questions, the kiss he leaves on your cheek not being hesitantly placed.

You nodded your head. Honestly, you didn’t really need help with homework. The thought of just being around him was what really mattered to you the most.

“mhmm, can you help me now? if it’s okay with you.” You muttered, eyeing the elevator signaling to him that you wanted to go into his dorm room.

Even if it wasn’t allowed, he always made sure you would end up in his dorm room by the end of the day. He is a good boyfriend, isn’t he?

“Yeah, sure baby.” He slightly mumbled the pet name, packing up his stuff and ignoring the protests coming from his friends.

As soon as you both leave and make your way into Katsuki’s dorm room, the group begins giggling and mocking Katsukis past words.

“Oh-Oh! I’m not hooked on y/n! Lay off my relationship blah blah blah!” Mina mimicked , making the other guys laugh at her expressions.

What they didn’t know was that you both didn’t take the elevator, instead you took the stares and was able to hear his friends just before you made it to the second floor.

Katsuki was furious and embarrassed, but with a simple move that you made with holding his hand and rubbing the sole of his fist made him calm down.

“..Fuckers. Never mind them, y’want give me a haul of your clothes first before we do homework n/n?” His expression calmed down and his hand made his way to carry your bags.

Your smile increases and you begin nodding your head furiously from excitement, katsuki chuckles and kisses you on the lips before dragging you to his dorm room.

You never remembered the last time you actually spent a full night in your own dorm without sneaking out to go into Katsukis.

Katsuki Bakugou who spars with you, simply kissing you sweetly if you ever lose to him. Kissing him is better than winning anyways.

Katsuki Bakugou who gets annoyed by his mother who keeps begging him to invite you over to their home again. Mitsuki and Masaru are very excited to meet the angel who is bringing out the softness from their son.

Katsuki Bakugou who cuddles your nightmares away, having a hand tightly wrapped around your waist while the other cradles your cheek. His usually rough voice whispering sweet words into your ears, hoping it is enough to soothe away your nightmares.

Katsuki Bakugou whose life goal was to be the number 1 hero, but also has another goal in marrying you, having kids with you, and growing old with you until forever.

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Just imagine Bakugou with a daughter that has daddy issues because of him.

Him and you never got married. You were only boyfriend and girlfriend for a couple of months until you got pregnant and he broke up with you.

Bakugou is too obsessed with his career. Specifically, obsessed with achieving the number 1 spot in the hero rankings. "I can't have a kid now. I'm too young and have a goal. Abort it or i'm gone."

You don't and he leaves like he warned he would. What gets him to start coming around is his parents.

At first, he is there for your daughter's big moments, birthdays and other stuff and your daughter loves him a lot, always excited for every weekend at his house and for the weekly trips to his agency. The bakusquad and her grandparents adore her and she them.

Your daughter's six when he gets another woman pregnant and marries her a few months later.

Everything starts going downhill from there.

Bakugou starts visiting less and less. His visits every week become a visit once a month. He also stops responding to your texts and stops calling to see how your kid's doing. Whenever she sees him on TV, talking about his wife and son, she starts crying a river, wondering why he's not around anymore and is there for the son.

It hurts you too, seeing him married to another woman. What's so special about her anyway? You get pregnant, he leaves. She gets pregnant, he stays and marries her on the spot.

Sooner or later, your daughter's sadness and love turns to bitterness and jealousy. Is she not enough for him? Is her quirk not flashy enough? Isn't she a good kid? Why does the other child require so much of his attention?

It not fair and when Bakugou starts playing dad again, it's too late. The damage has been done and is irreparable. Mitsuki and Masaru try to heal your daughter's emotional wounds but their efforts are useless.

She stops calling him dad, for starters. She stops responding to his texts and calls. Whenever he suggests to pick her up from school or to take her to his agency or house to spend some time together, she refuses. She refuses everything he suggests, even quirk training.

She was so excited about quirk training with him when she turned four and got her quirk... he remembers it like it was yesterday.

Your daughter doesn't truly hate him, though. She doesn't stop calling him dad or responding to his calls and texts because she hates him. She just doesn't want to be hurt again. Doesn't want to feel that kind of pain again.

She wants to make Bakugou feel what she felt during the two years he was away. She succeeds that by refusing to call him dad. She succeeds that by refusing to spend time with him. She succeeds that by ignoring his very existence.

She's sixteen and in the hero course, just to prove how better of a hero she's than him. She calls him "Bakugou-san" now and every time he calls to see how she's doing. It hurts, and Bakugou tries not to flinch everytime she calls him that to his face.

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Snowballs.

Poly!Bakusquad x Reader.

Someting about the cooled, the snow on the ground made you feel so warm inside. Watching them play in the cold white fluff and laugh while throwing snowballs at each other made you feel so happy and in love. It’s been a year since you all started going out and this Christmas was the first season you spent as a couple.

“Don’t just stand there,” denki shouted and ran behind you as you laughed. “Help me.” The others look at you with smirks with the snowballs in their hands. You sigh and put up your arms ready to take the hits.

“Come one, do it.” You grin mischievously. They scream and start to launch them at you. You only laugh as they all hit you, one going in your hair and face.

Denki screamed and reached up and took your face in his hands, “Not the face.” He screamed and got in front of you again. “My hero.” He gave you one kiss on the cheek before turning around with a playful glare.

“Let’s get them.”

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[grapementos]

perseverance

aged up bakugo x reader

pt. 3 to this

numerous panic attacks had ensued since you were discharged from the hospital, but not all of them reached their final stages like the first had.

you’d grown better at grounding yourself and having some semblance of control over your anxiousness. slowly but surely, you felt the pain ebbing away.

it would never be gone completely, you knew, and every day you questioned the possibility of things being different.

what if katsuki hadn’t quit being a hero? what if he’d proposed just as he’d planned to? would your wedding have been beautiful? your marriage successful and healthy?

there were so many what ifs that hurt your heart just to think about.

yet, all you did was think about it—in the best, healthiest way.

you set aside your pride and fears and confided not only in your friends, but in a therapist. you had sessions weekly, and every time you walked out of the office, you felt a little lighter.

for the first time, you understood that it was okay to still love katsuki, to still want to be with him. in fact, they initially expressed how they wished the two of you had tried couples therapy before everything went south.

that was another what if that hurt.

you were always the more rational, levelheaded one. why hadn’t you thought of it, encouraged it? would it have made a difference? those thoughts kept you awake at night, haunting your mind and mocking you with images of a perfect life with katsuki. the life you could've had.

those thoughts were bumps in your path to recovery. it was only through those thoughts, however, that you learned that the road wasn't linear. you had amazing days when you felt strong and independent, days when you'd feel like you were in a colgate commercial. other days, you wanted to set your apartment on fire and disappear. you wanted to scream until your voice was gone, vocal chords torn to shreds. some days, you just wanted everything to stop.

through the good and the bad, you were able to persevere through the challenging navigation of a breakup. still, you granted yourself permission to still love him. to be in love with him. that love would never just vanish, you'd realized a few months into your journey. it dulled, flickered, and faded, but never vanished.

-

you'd found that implementing a routine in your daily life had greatly improved your overall mental health.

this morning, you turned on the news as you made yourself breakfast--a meal you forced yourself to consume, no matter how little it was.

as you grabbed what you needed from the cupboards, a name in the news had you pausing everything.

"...following his spontaneous philanthropic streak, former hero dynamight announces that he will be hosting a tell-all session at our local library. there, he intends to, quote, 'make amends with those i might have hurt with my words, actions, or lack thereof...' well, you heard it here. don't miss a valiant display of heroic vulnerability today at noon. in other news..."

you gaped at the tv, the glass bowl slipping from your suddenly clammy fingers.

philanthropic streak? where had you been?

the sound of the glass breaking reached your ears a whole minute after it hit the ground, snapping you out of your dumbfounded stupor.

"shit," you cursed, crouching down to pick up the pieces.

no, don't even think about it.

you looked at the clock, reading 8 as the time. plenty of time for you to get dressed and go.

no.

you could easily make it in time and sit in the back, just to see him and hear what he had to say.

no.

you'd wear something inconspicuous and hide in the back, just being silent. and then you'd leave, after ten minutes.

no.

every no carried a little bit of yes at the end of it, forcefully dragging you out of the kitchen and into the bathroom for a shower. it was closure, you argued to yourself, closure that you desperately needed.

it's going to be excuses, nothing but lies.

dark clothes are the best choice, you decided, anxiously changing into something you deemed inconspicuous. just ten minutes, it was all you needed.

don't throw all your progress away for ten minutes.

you stared at the mirror, trying to find a single good reason to stay home. yet, every thought in your mind convinced you that this, this is what you needed. you needed to hear him express his regret, his remorse to other people. people who once trusted and supported him in his endeavors, only to be woefully let down by his bouts of anger.

this will just make you hurt more. don't do this.

you discarded every invasive voice in the back of your brain and found yourself at the library come noon, hidden behind a bookshelf. you browsed the shelves with unseeing eyes, thoughts drowned out by the low murmur of the large crowd seated in front of the small stage in the center.

the library was home to many plays around the city, which you found ironic. would this be another display of dramatism and lies?

just as you found a book with a flattering cover, the mic whined with a little feedback.

"sorry about that."

you knew the voice, but the genuineness was foreign to you. you peeked over the row of books, your blood running cold as you saw katsuki sitting meekly on a chair on the stage.

"hello, everyone. i'm, uh, i'm bakugo katsuki, but most of you might know me as dynamight," he began, scanning the crowd, "a lot of you might not be fond of me based, um, based on my time as a hero."

many voices mumbled in agreement at that, which made him laugh, just the slightest. it made your chest swell with pride he didn't deserve.

"and i really don't blame you. i carried a lot of my immaturity from high school into adulthood. my biggest problem was that i saw heroism as a means to an end, a," he motioned with his hands, trying to find the words, "a stepping stone to being 'the best'--whatever that means. and i got lost in my obsession with my image."

you listened intently, at least half sure that you were listening to a complete stranger talk. the katsuki you knew had nowhere near this much humility.

"with that being said, my first apology goes to you, the people of this beloved city. you deserved someone who had your best interest at heart, and i'm sorry that couldn't be me. but, rest assured, i am very familiar with the current top ten and can say with confidence that they are the heroes you deserve."

you found yourself tearing up at his words, so awestruck by the complete 360 in his persona.

the crowd cheered at his words, as pleasantly surprised with his chanage as you were.

"thank you," he chuckled when the crowd quieted down, "next, i'd like to apologize to my friends and family. they definitely got some of the worst of it. for years, they suggested therapy for the anger that i just couldn't seem to control. and for years, brushed them off, over and over again. i insisted that my anger was fuel for my quirk, when in reality, it was detrimental. dangerous. so, mom, dad, all my friends, i'm sorry it took me so long to take your advice. thank you for standing by me."

you werent sure if the session was being broadcasted, but you sure hope it was. kirishima, mina, sero, and denki deserved to hear it. more than that, you were shocked to discover that he'd also been in therapy. so he really meant it..

another round of applause.

"last, and most important," he sucked in a sharp breath, "i'd like to apologize to the love of my life."

you stilled, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over your head. no, no way.

"i spent three amazing years with the only person i could ever see myself loving. they were the most patient, the most kind person you could ever imagine. they stood by me during every slandering headline, every angry episode, every single ugly moment. they were there."

you covered your mouth and crouched down to the floor, squeezing you eyes shut. no, hell no, you refused to cry.

he exhaled shakily, rubbing a sweaty palm against his jeans, "they were devoted to me, to us. i'd be nothing without their impact on my life, and i've done the worst job at showing it. i," he stammered, scrunching his eyebrows together, "i ruined what we had, and i've never regret anything more. i know all the philanthropy and therapy and apologies in the world can never take back my insensitivity, but i will never stop being sorry, and i swear i'll grow every day."

you had to clamp your hand harder over your mouth to prevent any sniffles or sobs from escaping and alerting everyone to your presence. his words were so genuine, so wholehearted that you knew he truly had changed.

"i'll love them forever, regardless of if they hate me. with that love, i'll destroy any semblance of the douchebag-asshole-monster i used to be." he smiled out to the crowd as a final goodbye, "thank you, everyone. you don't owe me your forgiveness, but i hope you'll consider forgiving me one day."

people clapped, whistled, cheered for him as he turned off the mic.

meanwhile, your heart was racing. you didn't have a single coherent thought in your mind other than the fact that he loved you. he loves you.

he wasn't begging or crying this time, his acts weren't out of desperation. he was completely and totally vulnerable in front of a group of people that he didn't even know included you.

as people flooded out of the library, you shakily pushed yourself to your feet. what now? how could you possibly be expected to walk all the way to your car and drive home in this state of mind?

with a quick breathing technique your therapist taught you, you calmed down enough to get your hands to stop trembling.

katsuki had started helping the security guards pick up and stack the chairs, making small talk with them as they cleaned up the area.

you wiped at your cheeks, hoping they weren't too blotchy. with a quiet breath, you silently crept away from behind the bookshelf and toward the exit.

unfortunately, your far-from ninja-like skills couldn't get past the years of hero instincts engraved in every muscle fiber of katsuki's body.

"y/n?"

you froze, shoulders tensing as you slowly turned around.

"hey, bakugo," you cleared your throat, averting your eyes, "that was, uh, that was nice of you. good job."

there was something undetectable in his face, something you couldn't put your finger on, "oh, thanks, i-" he stepped closer, but stopped when he sensed your hesitance, "i didn't expect to see you here."

"i didn't expect to be here." you said honestly, fidgeting with your fingers, "but i should, uh, probably get going."

he opened and shut his mouth a few times before he sighed and nodded, "okay. but i really meant it, you know? everything i said."

fuck, you were going to cry again. you didn't want to, not in front of him.

"i know." you nodded, "i don't.. hate you, you know? we both had issues that we chose to resolve separately."

"i just wish," he sighed, looking for the words, "i wish that was't the case."

you couldn't hold in your tears anymore, a few cascading down your cheek, but you quickly wiped them away.

"i know." you swallowed hard, trying to prevent your voice from doing that embarrassing, high-pitched crack, "i do too."

he opened his arms, offering a hug and you just couldn't say no. the space was so perfectly carved for you.

you hugged him tight, burying your face into his shoulder.

"i'm so sorry, y/n. i'm sorry for everything." he whispered into your hair, his voice wet with tears, "i never deserved you."

you just cried harder, knuckles white as you gripped onto the back of his shirt. you wanted to speak, to reassure him that it wasn't completely his fault, but you couldn't pause for a breath long enough to say a single word.

instead, the two of you dropped to the ground, arms wrapped around each other with a desperation that you only feel for each other. a once-in-a-lifetime desperation.

the two of you cried and held each other, and somehow you knew everything was going to be okay.

and this concludes the triology! thank you for the overwhelming support on this series that wasn't even meant to be a series!

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Fluff, Bakugou x fem reader

Part 6 of Broken Collection

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Some days you wish you had a quirk that let you wander around blindfolded. There was always always always information to be processed, and your eyes didn’t know how to take a day off. They couldn’t help but dart around, catching movements in your peripherals…always always always waiting for something to go wrong. It was your job to make it right again as quickly as possible.

You tried to leave your lids closed a bit longer with every blink, attempting to ease some of the stinging fatigue. Someone nudged you back to the left, away from the street. You mumbled a thanks to the man behind you that was nearly buried in shopping bags that weren’t his.

“Let’s see. Did we need to pick up anything else?” The musicality of Mina’s tone died as she threw a sharper version of it towards the red head. “Like maybe a sofa or a fridge?”

You peeked behind you to see his eyes go wide for a moment before he accepted his fate. You kept the laughter from your voice, not wanting to encourage her.

“Mmm no. I think we’ve got enough sofas and fridges. Could use a new coffee maker though.”

“Not really the weight I was looking for, but sure.”

The sigh of relief from your human shopping cart didn’t go unnoticed. She huffed, before breaking into a smile and pausing at a window.

“Kiri, look at this.”

He was so pleased to be getting a more gentle tone, approaching her without any hesitation. You glanced at the Now Hiring sign she had motioned him towards, and then you realized which building this was. You winced as Kirishima unknowingly moved closer to the main office of one of the more aggressive tabloids in the city.

“What a perfect career change for you.” The words came out with a frightening gentleness that turned his face red.

“Miiiina, it was an accident.”

She skipped back over to you, hooking her arm in yours to drag you to another store. Only one of you looked to see if Kirishima had followed. You let your elbow slide into her ribs.

“Don’t you think you’re being a little hard on him?”

“Definitely not. Boundaries are important. And your dating life-“

“Or lack of,” you amended.

She rolled her eyes, ignoring your interruption. “-is not his to share.”

“I guess so.”

“It is so.” She winked at you before she raised her voice. “And when Red and I break up I expect the same courtesy.”

You winced at the sound of bags hitting the pavement, hoping it wasn’t any of the breakables.

“When???”

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where they would work

MHA HCs

Kirishima

Starbucks . ° •

He’s just so happy to be able to make people their favorite drinks.

It’s kind of endearing how he loves the shop as much as he does and he doesn’t even like coffee. Sometimes he’ll be curious about the taste of the various coffees he’s made.

He knows what it’s like to have a messed up order (and misspelled name) so he’s very meticulous with how he serves every order.

When writing a customers name on a cup, he’ll draw little doodles beside it.

Because of his bubbly personality tons of regulars flood the shop whenever he works. If he’s off shift, the shop is ridiculously empty.

His manager makes sure to keep him up front at all times because he brings in good money.

“Where’s Kirishima? The shop’s practically dead.”

“It’s his off day sir.”

Sero

Hot Topic/Spencer’s . ° •

You can’t tell me he wouldn’t work at one of these stores.

I can just imagine him wearing his usual clothes with a little employee name tag on his shirt as he talks your head off about his favorite bands at checkout.

“Look all I’m saying is Sleeping with Sirens were way ahead of their time. Gotta pay respect ya know?”

Will 100% be nosey about what you’re buying if it interests him in any way. Getting a graphic tee of your favorite artist? He’s all over it asking when you first stanned.

He finally found out what was at the back of Spencer’s and won’t stop cracking jokes about it.

Makes use of his employee discounts and shows up the next day wearing a shirt he got off the display for 75% off.

Kaminari

GameStop . ° •

Self explanatory really. Denks is such a dude’s dude he loves all types of games so why not work where he can be surrounded by them all the time?

He works cash and restocks merchandise, games, rentals and such.

When he first realized how broke he was he thought “getting a job” meant he was gonna have to slave away in an office somewhere crunching numbers. Who knew he’d have so much fun at work.

He’s practically best friends with his co-workers… except his discord mod manager. He doesn’t talk to him very much.

He chucks it up with customers who come up to him asking for the latest drops or game recommendations. He knows the ins and outs of their products and always points them in the right direction based on their preferences.

“Oh you’re wanting something similar to Overwatch? Whatever you do, don’t go Valorant. It’s kinda sucky really. Here, Apex is so much better, especially if you main Seer.”

Bakugou

McAllister’s . ° •

Okay now stay with me, it sounds random as hell to say he’d work at a deli but it makes PERFECT sense.

He’s got skill in the kitchen and I feel like he can make a mean sandwich. Bakugou as a butcher also makes sense.

When he first starts working at the deli, his manager puts him on cashier and he hates it. Having to listen to overly complicated orders drives him batty.

Needless to say, his manager put him in the kitchen after that. And thank god for that because he prefers it in the back anyways.

He secretly loves cooking for people so although he might gripe about an insane amount of pastrami going on one sub, he knows someone will eat well because of his efforts.

“What kind of a shit sandwich is this? Shit’s pissing me off I’m not making this.”

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[ripperdoc-is-daddy]

READER IS BLK CODED AFAB

Pro Hero!Bakugou doesn't know what the strange bubbling white tub on top of the fridge is so he tosses it.

You come home and are ready to make some tibs and go for your tub that has your injeera starter in it. And you can't find it.

Katsuki comes over and watches. Takes a few minutes before he asks "The fuck you looking for so hard?"

"Mmmm...I had a tub of my starter up on the fridge but it's gone now and I am confused where the fuck I put it."

Katsuki pales as he remembers the tub he chucked earlier into the outside dumpster.

He slowly exits the kitchen and tries to make his way to the front door. You notice as he has his boots halfway on.

"WHAT. DID. YOU. DO!?" You demand harshly.

He is looking everywhere BUT at you as he explains. Your eyes narrow and you sigh. Grabbing one of his ears you drag him into the kitchen.

You pull out some teff and room temp water. "Get on it. You have three days to baby this and make it up to me."

You motion at the counter, step back and watch as he reads the instructions on the fresh bag of teff. Everytime he goes to speak you cut him off with an "AHHHT! Aht aht!" Till he eventually realizes he can't talk or fuck his way outta this.

You enjoy his misery as you have him make not one bit three starters- just in case. You also livestream it for the Bakusquad while you narrate how he came to be in this position.

He doesn't live this down for several months.

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[thetreefairy]

can I request platonic Yandere Erasermic and platonic Yandere class 1-A (separately please) when reader doesn’t make the competition dance team? Thank you so much for your work. Could I be 🦇 anon too please?

Darling who doesn't make the dance team.

Platonic yandere! Erasermic and class 1-a

They/them, age 15 reader.

I made it faster than I thought, I found this quite difficult since I don't do competition lol, so I don't completely understand the dynamics. So sorry if it's a bit disappointing. I was bored so—

Erasermic

Present Mic simply couldn't understand it! How could they refuse their cute little baby? Hizashi simply couldn't understand!

Eraserhead was actually relieved. He knew what kind of dances they did, some were quite dangerous.

The both of them of course comforted Reader.

Aizawa suggested that Reader does solo dances.

Hizashi agreed.

Reader didn't. They enjoyed dancing in a group more.

But to do their papas a favor they perform for them a small solo part.

They fawn over them and are suddenly really glad that they didn't make it.

Nobody should see their adorableness

Class 1—A.

Ohhh they were livid that they made their little sibling cry.

They started their own dance team.

With reader as their main dancer ;)

Bakugou even joined!

Mina made the routines together with Reader

And when they dance together it looks really fun.

And they won all the shows :), making the other team (that rejected Reader) quite surprised.

but they might have won because bakugou threatened the judges together with Kirishima, Deku, Sero and Todoroki.

Woops—

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[vampyrsm]

'drunk nights.' (1.2k)

(a/n): wow would you believe it, i actually wrote something that was fluffy and nice.

(cw): fluff, drunk antics, third years at ua, underage drinking (in japan), established relationship, fem!reader, use of y/n a couple of times, princess is used

"One more!!"

The loud squeal of the resident pink-skinned girl was enough to tell anyone what was currently happening in the dorm kitchen, it was Saturday night and with no one out on patrol the following morning, Mina had suggested that they get a few drinks in and enjoy a relaxing evening. That's what it was meant to be anyway, but naturally with the hero course came competitiveness, and here Mina was cheering on the current champion of the drinking contest she sprung on everyone.

Though not many wanted to participate in it, in fear of Aizawa and the idea of hangovers instead it left the usual problem makers; Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, Mina and lastly (Y/N). The well-known, poorly named, Bakusquad - minus the 'Baku'. Speaking of the resident's angry spitfire, he had grumbled about not wanting to break his regime too much - he stuck around for 2 beers and that was his hard limit before he headed to bed.

Well, that's what he wanted to do before Mina had screamed about a drinking contest and the winner gets bragging rights and has everyone do their coursework for the next month. Bakugo scoffed at the idea, he didn't need anyone to do his shitty coursework for him so he opted, begrudgingly, to be the referee whilst Mina was the 'hypeman'. It wasn't long for Kirishima, Sero and Mina to be knocked out of the competition, leaving just Kaminari and (Y/N) who were both looking worse for wear if the sway in Kaminari's step was anything to go by and the fact (Y/N) could not open her eyes fully anymore. 

"You're going down, store-bought Pikachu!" you sneered in Kaminari's face, earning a snort from one person in particular as you held the solo cup with an unknown amount of alcohol inside.

Kaminari pressed a hand to his chest, feigning hurt before he cracked into a smile "No chance babe, I've been waiting for the chance to have someone do my work for me," Kirishima snickered, eyeing the blonde who was continuing to glare down at the whole ordeal before Mina raised her hands, announcing everyone to get ready before slapping her hands on the counter as a 'GO!!' left her mouth.

Your eyes were locked onto Kaminari as you threw your head back with the cup at your lips, not caring for the way it trickled down the corner of your lips as you forced it down your gullet in record time before slamming your cup down just a second before Kaminari did.

You let out a loud cheer, bouncing up and down on your spot with Mina who latched her hands onto your own, both of you effortlessly falling into some random dance routine that was too clean to not be practised. Kaminari was being consoled by Sero as the group stared at both you and Mina, dancing your way out of the kitchen.

Bakugo hoped to god that you were both shimmying your way towards the stairs and finally to bed, and just as he thought it was finally happening there was a loud SMACK!! before Mina erupted in a roaring fit of laughter, Bakugo burst from around the corner of the kitchen to see you sprawled out on the floor, face down against the floor and one of the chairs that had been left untucked tipped over and tangled in a mess of legs. Kaminari and Sero were quick to join in the laughter, Kirishima snickering at the sight but he was always one to show his care regardless of the situation.

Bakugo clicked his tongue, swooping down to push the chair carefully out of the way before tucking his hands under your armpits to drag you up to your feet. 

"Idiot, did you not look where you were going?" he scolded, but his voice didn't carry the same heat as it should've.

He watched as you blinked a few times, your hands clutching onto his forearms as his big hands came up to cup your head, brushing hair away from your eyes before your head lulled back slightly and a lopsided grin broke out on your face, a laugh escaping your mouth but he could tell you were laughing because you were in pain, not just because you found it funny.

Mina was still squawking with laughter, being held by Kirishima who was making sure she didn't fall over and eat shit too whilst Bakugo looked around, unable to stop the laugh that escapes his mouth at the situation. You continued to laugh in his hands, his eyes darting to yours to see if you were able to keep eye contact with him - you had no clear signs of a concussion, so he suspected this was just you being drunk and shocked by the sudden pain from the fall. He watched as you tried to take a step back but stumbled on your own feet, nearly falling again and eliciting another fit of laughter from the pink girl just behind the two of you.

Bakugo tsk'd, rolling his eyes as he ducked down to wrap his arm around your waist and behind your legs to force you over his shoulder in a firefighter hold, earning a few hollering whoops from Kaminari and Sero who laughed at the middle finger Bakugo threw their way before he headed towards the stairs.

It wasn't long until you were brought into a room, a hand clutching the back of your head whilst the other had an iron grip on your thighs before you were slowly lowered carefully to a plush bed, sinking into the black blankets and staring up at your saviour with a pout. Bakugo couldn't help but stroke his fingers along your temple, brushing the unruly hair away from your face to then lean down and plant a kiss on your forehead. 

"Stay here, m'gonna get you some clean clothes and water. Okay?" you nodded slowly, eyes rolling closed as you continued to let the bed swallow you whole. Bakugo was quick to move to his mini fridge, pulling out a cool water bottle and digging through his clean clothes for a large t-shirt that he knew you wouldn't mind changing into. He tapped your knee gently, earning a groan before he tapped a little more insistently until your eyes fluttered open and he was greeted with that pretty eye colour he admired so much, earning you a soft smile only meant for you. 

"Sit up princess, let me get you out of these clothes before we go to bed. You'll regret sleeping in those jeans." you hummed, happy to lift your arms when he prompted you, tugging you free of the tight-fitting clothes and tossing them to the pile of dirty laundry that he'd make sure to do tomorrow morning before pulling his large shirt over your head, gently wrapping your hand around the water bottle and bringing it to your lips to make sure you had some. You protested, of course, you wouldn't be the stubborn pain in his ass if you didn't but he'd take the small sip of water as a victory.

Bakugo coaxed you back into his bed, having changed into his own sweatpants at some point during your mini blackouts and you welcomed the pull of his arms until you were laid up against his pectoral muscle, strong arms looped around you with warm hands tracing absentminded patterns along your bare hip and side. You hummed in contentment.

Bakugo laid a gentle kiss on your temple before mumbling a gruff "Get some sleep dumbass, you're gonna regret it tomorrow." with that, you drifted off rather quickly in Bakugo's arms, and he gently cradled you to his chest.

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[melancholymetropolis]

"Don't forget to breathe, sweetheart," Bakugo said with a slight smirk.

I didn't even realize I was holding my breath until I looked at the mirror before us. My skin was damn near purple and my eyes were teary. But, I didn't know whether that came from the restriction of air or the constant pleasure swirling in my body.

The pro-hero's cock filled every crevice of my slick canal and stirred up everyone emotion possible. Happiness. Excitement. Sadness. Rage.

I was supposed to quit. Leave Bakugo Katsuki's insane hero agency for good and take the first plane to the US. The heroes in Japan were simply too overzealous for my liking. The men, in particular, were praised for doing the bare minimum. Like rerouting a train or taking a cat out of a tree. I have seen women heroes break every bone in their bodies to save everyone from a plane crash. I have seen them lose their limbs in the war, while the males barely got any scratches. The new generation of male heroes was more than questionable. Their treatment of the woman heroes has infuriated me to no end and I had about enough of it.

I was going back home to the United States.

I don't know how it happened. One minute I was giving the spiky-haired bastard my two weeks' notice and then his body was on mine. His mouth was kissing my neck and his hands were lifting my skirt. His member was hard and poking my inner thigh, while he ripped open my top.

I kept murmuring how much I hated him and how he made me sick--- just for me to spread my legs and take me like a bitch in heat.

His strong pelvis collided with the soft flesh of my ass, making my entire lower half jiggle. One of his strong arms was positioned at an angle against my chest and torso, while the other gripped the edge of the couch. My fingers wrapped around the back of the couch and my knees were situated on the cushions. My arms were straight and my back was arched. Since Bakugo was standing, it was easy for him to snap his cock into me with little restriction.

The deep power thrusts had already sent me over the edge three (maybe four) times already and I couldn't get enough.

"Please make me cum again, sir," I whined, squeezing my eyes shut. "I am so close. . ."

"What happened to all that 'girlboss-I-hate-you-so-much' bs?" The blonde snickered. "I thought you weren't gonna touch me with a ten-foot poll?"

I sucked in a breath and felt my legs begin to tremble slightly. My mouth fell open as short, hot pants fell from my lips and my nails into the cool leather. My walls clenched the girthy, long member tightly. They were already so sensitive from previous climaxes, meaning they felt every single inch of the throbbing member.

While my eyes started to roll back, I lifted one of my hands from the back of the couch and placed it on my neglected clit. My legs started to shake even more as I rubbed lazy circles against the bud. My walls squeezed and released his member at a rapid rate. Curses fell from my mouth as I felt the orgasm clawing its way out of me.

One of Bakugo's hands fell to my breast. He massaged the mound gently, adding even more pleasure to my overstimulated body. His nibble fingers pulled and tweaked my nipple for a few moments before I felt my whole body freeze. I, suddenly, became hyper-aware of what was happening. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and hear the slutty moans drip from his lips. I could feel his cock twitch within me, indicating that was just as close as I was.

Finally, I could hear him whimper my name over and over again.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" I chanted, breathlessly. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming."

My legs trembled against the leather couch as juices sprayed from my center. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I started to throw my ass back to meet his thrusts. I screamed his name like it was the word on Earth. I begged him never to stop that god-like penetration and said cringy things like "I love your cock so much".

To which Bakugo said "I think I'm addicted to your pussy" before filling the condom with his seed.

When it was all said and done, we cuddled on the couch and listened to each other's heartbeats. The moon was bright and painted the office a cool blue color. It was quiet, peaceful even. Until---

"I don't want you to leave."

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Did you miss me???

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[dynamightgod]

Yandere BakuDeku with y/n

Ah.

Warnings: yandere Deku, yandere Bakugou, toxic relationship, kidnapping, abuse, Stockholm syndrome, dumbification, infantilization, nsfw, noncon/dubcon

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Firstly they're throwing hands.

Legit fist fight over you.

Because no way is that damn Deku having you, But no way Kaachan is either.

So.....improvise.

They're gonna get along for you. They'll put their issues aside. For you. Because it's obvious you need both of them, one offsets the other. Perfect balance.

They plan out the kidnapping. Deku is the stalker. He analyzes you for weeks, memorizing your routine and day to day habits and hobbies. He has three notebooks filled to the brim with sketches and notes on you.

Katsuki is the one to execute the kidnapping as per Deku 's instruction. Let's be clear, Katsuki thinks he's running the show. But Deku is the puppet master, stringing him along as well.

So by the third month of them stalking you, Deku has Bakugou wrapped around his finger. Their obsession with you leading them to take their lust out on each other because it's too soon to take you, but Deku talking about how great your pussy will feel while he's sinking balls deep into Kaachan is enough to satiate them both for the time being. Katsuki is putty in Deku 's mischievous hands.

And don't get it twisted. Bakugou still torments the hell out of Midoriya. Gotta keep up appearances. But he always makes it up later whether he wants to or not.

By the time they take you, they're both nearly mad. They amp each other up. If you do it I'ma do it. They egg each other on. Midoriya 's too much of a pussy and Kaachan would definitely find some way to fuck it up. So finally one night, fuck it. Let's go get her.

Midoriya of course stays out of the way to keep his hands clean, if it does go wrong, someone has to still care for you and he knows with a little twisting that Kaachan would be happy to take the fall for you.

You're walking home from work when it happens. Almost too fast for you to blink, one minute you're walking, the next you wake up in a strange bed, in a strange house with not one but two pro heroes peering down at you with curiosity.

You're adjustment is slow, as Midoriya would say.

Kaachan would say you're an ungrateful brat.

It's so frustrating and beyond suffocating. Midoriya will not let you lift a finger, you have to fight to go to the bathroom alone and even then it's only if the door is open and you hold Midoriya 's hand while you go. Because you're so precious, so fragile, that if you lift a finger you might get hurt so let your big strong hero do it for you.

And Midoriya is a perv. He is insatiable, always touching and grabbing you, bullying his cock into you every chance he gets, and if you cry he starts crying. He doesn't stop though, he thinks you're crying fr pleasure and it moves him so much that he can't hold back.

Kaachan is different, under Midoriya he falls to the side, submissive, doing whatever he's told. Midoriya has a way with words and easily manipulates Kaachan to his will....most of the time. It's a constant power struggle and you are in the middle of it.

Kaachan is rough, but he tries to show he cares without smothering you. He comes off as awkward and clumsy, almost shy, you feel yourself gravitate towards him. He isn't manipulative, at least not in the way Midoriya is, he's almost kind, always ignoring Deku's demands when he's doing foreplay, always seeking your pleasure first instead of greedily taking as Midoriya does.

You fall into Kaachan very easily and even begin to prefer him to the two yandere's that have you and Midoriya is starting to notice. It's causing tension and the pots close to boiling over.

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[lady-ashfade]

Leaves

—£ Poly!Bakusquad x Gn!reader.

—£ Warnings: Poly relationship, fluff.

If there was a moment you could be stuck in forever, it would be now.

The breeze hitting your skin while your nose twitches at the cold air and your hands buried themselves in your coat. The tree above you  rustled it’s leaves and branches at the wind which gave you a calming sensation. The nature around you made you forget the nervous but awaiting feeling in your stomach.

Calling from the hill below you heard your name and you peeked down, finding the eyes of your lovers. They were covered in warm clothing and a few things in their arms. Even Bakugo had a soft smile.

A box of food being carried by Kirishima, a blanket being held by Mina as she rushed passed the boys to meet you. Bakugo with a shiny bag with paper sticking out of it like a birthday present. Denki and sero carries the quilt to sit on and the plates and everything else. You smile and welcome the crushing hug Mina pulls you into with a laugh.

A few minutes later everything was set up and it had you all calm and ready to enjoy a quite night alone. Even if it was slightly cold this was your place, the place were you all came together.

“Y/n,” you turn to see them all looking at you with a soft expression. Bakugo leaned off his arm and reached into your hair and watched you get confused only to pull a leaf out of your hair.

You chuckle and thank your boyfriend which he rolls his eyes playfully. “Dumbass, just eat.” You all laugh at him but decided to finally eat. Hours of talking and cuddling up to one other for warmth was on hell of a way to spend the night.

Yeah, if time frozen you’d be more then welcome to it.

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[sweetnsour1]

7:37

Bakusquad fluff nonsense

13 Reasons Why Red Riot Will Die Alone

The text was bright red on a blindingly white screen. Shitty clip art and doodles covered the corners of the projected image.

“The fuck is this? You two were supposed to prepare shit for last month’s crime stats.”

“Ummm, we did.” Kaminari flapped his arms toward the words above him. A click sounded from Sero’s hand.

“Exhibit A…Mari.” Both heroes standing at the front of the conference room sighed as Kirishima interrupted proudly.

“Oh, she was fun. I took her to an amusement park.”

“Yea yea. What do you think the A stands for?”

“What’s wrong with taking a date somewhere fun?”

“Oh, nothing at all…except-“

“Except you took HIM with you!” The hero’s arm now swung fiercely toward the table, sending a disc flying across the room.

“Well-we normally don’t have the same day off.” Kirishima mumbled.

“Okayyy, fine. BUT he didn’t bring a date…which is super weird. Then you ditched that poor beautiful innocent woman to race each other in a UA themed obstacle course…for children.”

Another click sounded, dissolving the screen into a picture of Bakugou standing on Kirishima’s collapsed body. He was waving an Allmight squishmallow proudly…and aggressively.

“Ha! I should get that shit framed.”

“Laugh now, but we’ll get to you after we’re done with Mr. Never-gonna-steal-your-girl.”

“Me? The hell are you-“

“No, I don’t want to hear it. We’ve had it. You two are actual menaces to society. And even worse…you are ruining us. Our agency came LAST on the eligible heroes list. Do you UNDERSTAND THAT??? L-A-S-T.” Kaminari turned swiftly, slamming a tired fist as his forehead met the wall in frustration.

Sero nodded solemnly. “What he means is…Everyone we went to school with beat us.”

“You don’t mean-“

“That. Grape. Infested. Goblin. Beat. Us.” Kaminari punctuated each of Sero’s words with a smack against the wall.

“How the fuck?”

“How the fuck indeed, Mr. Screams-the-first-thing-that-pops-into-his-bleached-porcupine-head?”

“I DON’T-“ Bakugou coughed and adjusted his volume before continuing “-fuckin’ do that.”

“Oh yea? What’d you say the other day when that woman gave you her number during patrol?”

The hero huffed. “I asked her out and she didn’t text me back.”

“Oh, yes. I see. You calmly and gently asked her out and she just for no reason at all blocked you.” Bakugou’s nod of agreement was halted as Kaminari’s voice grew icy and shrill. “That absolutely did NOT HAPPEN.”

Sero patted the charged hero’s shoulder with an understanding hand before taking over the retelling.

“You shouted ‘Take a hike!’ at this doe eyed angel in black. Then came into work the next day confused when you still hadn’t heard from her.”

Kaminari sighed, rubbing his temples before addressing the two professional problems in the room once again.

“So we have closed the agency for the week and Deku’s team will be covering our patrol shifts, while we educate you.”

“YOU DID WHAT???!!!”

“See what I mean? This is going to take a LOT of time. I thought we talked about the screaming already.”

Tired, but finally kinda finished this draft that’s been festering for months.

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[writersmorgue]

Day 28 - you're safe now

Day 25 on Ao3

Day 28 on Ao3

word count: 1048

TWs in tags

note: this is a continuation of day 25! I recommend reading that one before this. Thank you for bearing with me this month! Proud to say I completed my second year of Febuwhump <3

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Katsuki awakes to darkness. 

Godsfucking- another escape nightmare. He shifts, adjusting himself in his restraints. 

“Katsuki?”

“Wait, son-”

“No- you promised you wouldn’t touch my parents!” He growls, arms flexing where they’re strapped to the… bed?

Since when did he get a bed?

The blindfold is removed from his face, revealed to be fluffy gauze taped over his eyes. 

He squints, head jerking backward, “Wh-”

A figure comes into view, out of focus and way too close. “Hey, fuckin’ get away, asshole.” 

“Katsuki, you’re in the hospital baby.” The woman, his mother, says softly. Definitely Toga, there’s no way his mom would sound like that. 

The straps holding him down release altogether, and he pops his quirk a few times. 

“Now hold on, they’re going to re-strap you if you do that.” A man says from his side. 

He turns his head, blinking as everything begins to focus, “Dad?”

“Gosh brat, your hair got so long. They stuck you in a fuckin’ ponytail.”

Well the league doesn’t have two Togas which means maybe-

“Katsuki, brat, you’re at UA. You came back two days ago in the middle of the godsdamn night.” His mother sniffs, dabbing a tissue to her eyes. “An’ If you ever bring this up again we’ll fuckin’ bury you again and we’re not undoing it this time.”

She lunges forward, managing to not activate Katsuki’s fight or flight in a way only his mother could. 

Shit, he really is home. 

“Wait,” He frowns as she digs her face into his shoulder, “it’s been two days?”

His dad nods, looking teary-eyed, “Yeah, you slept a long time, bud.”

“Well, after they pumped you full of meds,” His mom snorts, leaning back and wiping Katsuki’s face where she probably got him all gross and snotty. Eugh, emotions. 

“Right,” He mumbles, examining the room for the first time since he woke, “What day is it?”

“Sunday, October 12th. You’ve been gone awhile, Kat.” Masaru smiles sadly, “Izuku was so worried about you he forgot his own birthday.”

Katsuki hums, “Speaking of the nerd, Is everyone ok? I don’t remember much about when they took me, but I know I was out with fr- classmates.”

“Yet another reason why I’m never letting you out of my sight again, Bakugo.” A deep voice comes from the doorway. 

Aizawa’s scruffy face observes him, any emotions carefully hidden under a layer of annoyance, “I’m pretty sure I told you to be safe before you left.”

Katsuki scoffs, “Unlikely.”

“I brought some of your friends if you want to entertain them for a moment.” He gestures to the hallway behind him, where Katsuki can already hear the idiots whispering to each other.

He nods, propping himself onto a pillow. His parents excuse themselves to make room (and probably avoid the noise).

Kirishima flies in first, darting straight to Katsuki’s bed to crush him in a hug. 

“Shitty- Can’t- brEATHE!” He wheezes after a few moments, patting the guy’s back a few times. 

His red eyes are overflowing with emotion when he pulls back, and his sharp teeth are worrying his bottom lip. “Bakugo you have no idea,we thought you were dead man…” The dam breaks and he begins to cry in earnest, “I didn’t know what to do- we didn’t know where you were!”

“BLASTYYYYY!!!!” Another body slams into his side, curly pink hair tickling his cheek when Mina hugs him, “Blasty if you ever do that again I’ll kill you!” She sniffs.

“Awe c’mon, are you all crying?” Katsuki grimaces when Mina grabs his arm, clinging like a small child.

It’s not… unwelcome.

“Sero’s not!” Kaminari chimes, also covered in snot and tears.

Sero nods, waving casually, “I did my crying when you were kidnapped, I’m afraid I can’t get it up anymore.”

Mina nods solemnly, “It’s true, he was a mess.” She stares at him, reaching a manicured hand out to caress his face, “We were really worried, Bakubabe. Kind felt like our fault since we’d been the last to see you, but you said you wanted quiet, and when we went to get you you were gone and-” She sobs, pressing his palm to her forehead. 

“Hey, c’mon horns, I’m here now.”

“Yeah,” She agrees tearily.

Kirishima takes his other hand, staring at the empty space, “Is your hand okay? We knew they sent something, but Aizawa wouldn’t let us see so we assumed it was bad, especially when they said it was pretty likely you were dead.” 

Katsuki shrugs, tugging his hand away softly, “It’s not infected if that’s what you mean. It just feels weird, like it’s still there but it’s not. It’ll take some getting used to, but my quirk still works fine.”

“Are you coming back to class soon?” Sero asks, sitting on the edge of his bed with Kaminari.

“I dunno, probably just for the boring stuff ‘til I gain some weight back. Lost all my progress.” He grumbles, staring at his noodle arm with disdain, “It’ll be back to normal soon, and the next time I see Toga I can punch her fuckin’ teeth in.”

“That’s the spirit!” Mina cheers.

Denki smiles sadly, picking at the ratty hospital blanket, “I’m really glad you’re back, dude, we were- it was really rough.”

The rest of them nod, and Katsuki can only feel so tired before he just collapses. 

“Well, I want a fuckin’ nap.”

“Oh!” Kirishima nods, standing, “Right, we can come back la-”

“So you guys better fuckin’ get comfortable, cuz I ain’t movin’.” He grins, sinking back into his pillow expectantly. 

Mina’s black eyes go wide, “You mean-”

“I ain’t fuckin’ sayin’ it.”

“SQUAD CUDDLE!!!” Denki shouts, leaping onto Katsuki’s legs and curling up like a cat. 

There are only so many people you can fit on a hospital bed, but somehow they make it work. 

Mina curls up to his side, Kirishima on his chest, Sero on his other side, and Kaminari by his legs. He’s completely surrounded by the people he cares about most. 

He doesn’t even care if it’s a dream anymore, this is the happiest he’s been. 

Kirishima nuzzles into his chest, grunting sleepily. Katsuki lets his eyes slip shut, and he doesn’t even bother yelling when his parents sneak in to take pictures.

Yeah, he's finally safe.

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