#have some soft and sassy suki

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୨・┈﹕✦﹕ Kinktober Day 18﹕✦﹕┈・୧

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Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader -> Overstimulation

Warnings: Overstimulation, cunnilingus, squirting, Bakugou being a soft yet commanding dom, nipple-play, fingering, breeding. Let me know if I missed anything please? Thank you!

Summary: The perfect way to unwind after work with Katsuki is to share the solace of a perfect dinner, followed by a perfect fuck fest. :3

The recent days in the Bakugou household had been weird, you were busy and so was your husband. You had recently decided to step out of being a Pro hero. It was a big decision and you were thankful that Katsuki was there, understanding your emotions, understanding what you’re going through and soothing you with it all the way.

With the judgemental hero society and the fact that you’d never be able to come home one of these days— your dream of having a family, taking care of a family & being a mother, a wife, a partner. It was all fleeting away, your determination and priorities shifting from protecting the people of Japan to now, protecting the house. Even so, you can’t help but pout when Katsuki comes home at odd hours, it’s been a week or so that you two got to spend some time together. Katsuki was yearning! So were you, for the matter.

Katsuki (2:17 pm): Hey princess

You: (3:00 pm): Oh hey there Suki

Katsuki (3:01 pm): Coming home early today, missing you too bad. Gonna prepare dinner & wait for you.

The text made you beam with joy, fuck! You missed Katsuki’s cooking & Katsuki spoiling you. All he’s done is been your sugar daddy, you wanted— needed some quality time with him.

You (3:02 pm): OH OFCCC!!!!

The rest of the day went by in a haze, Bakugou’s bulls eye was to reach home on time, to spoil his wife. “Kiri handle the patrol for me will ya?” He mumbled, finishing the paperwork & the approvals with the signatures needed for the recent Ad campaigns his PR team has bagged him for.

“Ah man, gonna spoil Y/N?” Kiri smirked, “How cute, it’s been a while since all of us hung out together you know?” Kiri emphasised, which made Katsuki irritated. He just wanted to leave his agency premises right now. “Yeh, patrol. Don’t forget.” With that, he left. Katsuki has changed being a 27 year old Pro hero who is seasoned with the elixir of how to behave and also the self awareness of how to talk. The frequent outbursts weren’t there, however— the fire in his personality still blazed threateningly.

When Bakugou reached home, he was all set to prepare things for his lady love. Stove blazing, his culinary skills all out with every intention of showing off. He ordered your favorite flowers, loads of them— enough to magically decorate the house, your favorite scented candles & by the time you reached home. (Around 8), you were greeted with a different sight altogether.

“Oh my god!” You whined, while Bakugou opened the door and kissed your forehead. “Welcome home Princess, don’t want y’ to forget how amazing I am.” He winked, laced with his sassy, adoring signature grin as he guided you towards your shared bedroom.

“Go freshen up f’ me sweetheart. I’ve kept the dress I wan’ y’ to wear & want to see you in it kay?” You nodded blindingly, too enamoured by the preparations & the efforts Katsuki has done for you.

When you returned, the dinner was set properly, there were foods intermingled from Wasabi dipped sushi, Katsudon, some sweet mochi. Everything that you liked— or might like. The dinner was sweet, Bakugou let you unwind with some expensive roseé, listening to your babbling about what happened at work intently.

Before you knew it, you were being carried princess-style to the bedroom. Both you and Katsuki a little tipsy & you absolutely drowning in the warmth of his scent, in the comfort of his arms. “Let me unwrap my little present, yeah?” Bakugou hums, smiling tenderly and softly at you as he removes your dress off, leaving you in black lacey underwear.

“God damn, Princess.” he mused, licking his lip. “You look so fuckin’ gorgeous I feel like I’d lose my fuckin’ mind.” He smirks, leaning in and taking your panties off, gawking at your soaked pussy & your throbbing clit.

“Were thinking about being loved as much as me thinking about lovin’ you?” Katsuki hummed, not waiting for an answer and leaning in against your inviting folds, a soft groan escaping his parted lips, the moment he wrapped his lips around your needy clit. Thighs spread apart, and your legs falling over his shoulders. “You sound so cute moanin’ for me like that.” Katsuki smirks, gnawing at your clit and licking it over to soothe the irritation.

You were deliciously close to the edge, mouth agape, hands pulling at his hair closer & pussy clamping all up and all for him.

“Shit- mmgh- Katsuki, gonna—”

“Cum for me Princess, let me fuckin’ taste that sloppy cunt.” Your man daunted, the reverberations in his voice pushing you off the edge immediately. “Shit- hng.” Your body spasmed around his tongue, creaming all over him, meanwhile— Katsuki didn’t want to stop. It’s been a while since he’s away from his girl, he wants you, bad.

Your pleasure laced moans turned into gasps and whines, when your overstimulated clit found itself against Katsuki’s relentless thumb, “Give me another, yeah?” he croons, however it makes you feel that you don’t have any option but to— which is exactly what Katsuki wanted.

Leaning in and licking up your juices one last time, his thick, and long fingers found their way to your pussy. “Gonna make you squirt this time.” Katsuki smirked, leaning in and kissing your pelvis as two of his fingers nestled against your folds, curling upwards & against your G-spot.

A lewd moan escapes you when your body registers the pleasure on your clit and your G-spot at the same time.

“Oh my god—” You croak, clamping once again after Katsuki found the perfect rhythm to play with your sloppy pussy. He loved watching you whine and whimper when he goes on at your cunt until you cry.

“Gonna cum again sweetheart?” Katsuki cooed, watching your face contort with pleasure & smirking along. “Yes she will, yes she will.” he hums when he finds you speechless, drowning in pleasure with no escape.

Another, harsh and unforgiving orgasm rakes through you, and as promised, your body ended up complying to Katsuki, you ended up squirting your essence all over, screaming at the shattering waves of pleasure.

“Yeah, yeah baby, just like that.” Katsuki rode out your orgasm, not stopping when he finally unzipped himself, thrusting his cock balls deep in your twitching cunt. “Argh- fuck, so snug & tight.” He lewdly comments, not giving you any time to adjust and railing onto your sweet pussy. “Going to cum for me again, mhm?” He smirked, watching you try to push him away when his thumb finds it’s way back to your clit.

“Awh, don’t be a bad girl Princess.” He chided you gently, leaning in and swallowing your nipple, suckling on it and thrusting deep inside you. Tears glossed into your eyes at the threatening pleasure intermingled deliciously with the pain of overstimulation. The pain of feeling your senses on fire.

“Shit- I- I feel like- m’ close.” You gritted your teeth when Katsuki pulled the hood of your nerves, rubbing onto your now exposed bundle & watching you whine & squirm away to no avail.

“Go on, let your pussy massage daddy’s cock until he cums.” Katsuki leaned in, kissing you passionately and eating away all your moans when you finally, tipped off the edge again. Your overworked pussy spasming around him, clamping around him until ropes of his warm seed fill you up.

“Fuck- good- fuckin’ girl.” Katsuki groaned, stilling inside you, eyes softening when his senses complain to him about how far you’re gone. “Let it go Princess, gonna take care of you now. Leave it to me, yeah? Leave it to your Katsuki.”

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[the-power-of-stuff]

The Live-Action Sukka Manifesto that I Just Couldn't Keep in My Head

So I've been marinating in my live-action Sukka thoughts for the past three days, and when someone sent me an anon asking if I had any thoughts about the changes, at first I went, "DO I EVER?!" and proceeded to dump my entire brain on the page.

But then I worried maybe the anon wouldn't want to see my entire brain and figured I'd make my own post with my Many, Many Thoughts, and reel it in a bit when I answer the ask. And then link here if they're interested in the dissertation.

I'll put all the excessive details and spoilery stuff under a cut, but I'll start by saying, I didn't hate it! And I was afraid that I would.

There were things that I was bummed or had mixed feelings about, but there was also a lot that I genuinely enjoyed. All the Sukka interactions were cute and still had some decent character development, and I had fun with the episode overall (I've watched it thrice mind you, and definitely have not given the rest of the series that kind of attention). And I didn't necessarily dislike the differences from the original; I think I've just taken more of a "that was an interesting interpretation" approach.

But I better start that cut now, because I'm about to go on and on about this. I'd love to know what others think, though!! Even if the opinions aren't the same as mine! Please feel free to comment, reblog, shoot me an ask. If nothing else, I'm excited that the LA has gotten people talking about ATLA again.

So, I want to start with Suki’s characterization, which overall I found to be delightful, even if it was a bit of a watered-down version of her animated self.

In the original show, Suki is confident, sassy, and doesn’t take shit from anybody. She’s proud to the point of almost being arrogant, and even a little mean. What we get in the LA is someone who’s still confident in terms of her status and her skills, and still proud of her heritage and her role in her community, but with significantly less sass. And while LA Suki still seems like someone who wouldn’t take anyone’s shit, we don’t actually see LA Suki deal with that much shit from anyone (because Sokka isn’t really giving her any). 

There is one moment in the show where her interaction with Sokka is a little contentious, which is when he tries to relate to her as a fellow guardian of his people. I think Suki’s question to Sokka about how is he protecting his village if he’s not there is meant to be a challenge to his swagger. However, the line is delivered with a softness that makes it seem as though Suki is, at least in part, genuinely curious. (This curiosity makes even more sense when we consider the fact that Suki’s eventually going to leave Kyoshi Island so she and her Warriors can take part in the war effort, and that she will have to contend with the question of “how do you do that without abandoning your people?” when coming to that decision. The LA lays a lot more of this groundwork than the animated show did: Suki outwardly expressing her desire to see the world, her mother’s secretive looks every time Suki gazes longingly at Sokka the possibilities…)

Compare these two moments, for example. These are both scenes where Suki expresses disbelief at Sokka's claims about his warrior-hood. But in the LA, Suki speaks rather quietly and mildly, in contrast to the brash sarcasm of her animated counterpart. LA Suki is also tilting her head down and away, looking at Sokka indirectly. OG Suki is leaning in close, getting in his face, smirking derisively with her hands on her hips.  

I think there’s something to be said about the LA in general smoothing away certain personality traits that could be seen as negatives but that are actually strengths that are so narratively well-developed they occasionally show up as flaws (for instance, Katara’s fury, or lack thereof). Animated Suki is prideful and stubborn; she berates Sokka until he gives her sad puppy-dog eyes and has zero hesitation about making an example of him in front of her whole class. It’s a little ruthless, but these traits are also 1) what gets through Sokka’s thick skull (he, too, is prideful and stubborn), and 2) what makes her such a dedicated ambassador of Kyoshi and such a strong leader of the island’s Warriors at such a young age. I feel like the LA writers were afraid of making any of the protagonists seem too abrasive—everyone in the LA has had their edges sanded down, including Zuko, including Aang—and in general this tends to lead to less realistic representations of humanity and conflict, less satisfying character development arcs, and fewer opportunities for reflection and learning. 

That being said! I went into watching the LA with negative expectations about what we would see in terms of character development, and thus was pleasantly surprised. 

The LA removed the need for Suki to be as ruthlessly stubborn as she is in the animated show because LA Sokka’s skull is not so thick (and I'll get into that a bit more later). So what we get instead is a sheltered Suki with a helicopter mom who is so hilariously awkward that she has no idea how to interact with other humans. And, to be honest, I enjoyed this version of her so much that I even thought to myself, “I wish I’d thought of that!”

Suki is a straight-up weirdo in the LA and I love that for her. The way she puts Sokka in a chokehold and then looks at him after she sets him free like, “That was good flirting, yes? Would you like to be my boyfriend now?” And then her disappointment when Sokka walks away as if she’s thinking, “Why didn’t that go well, I thought boys loved getting put in chokeholds?” She is so precious, I just want to put her in my pocket. And this characterization might even be more broadly relatable than a super-confident Suki brimming with sass. Who among us hasn’t made a complete fool of ourselves in front of a crush by coming on way too strong and having no idea how to flirt? I mean…real. 

And because Sokka is also mostly just making a fool of himself trying to impress a pretty and talented peer (instead of covering up his insecurities by wrapping himself in misogyny) this leaves room for the two of them to be attracted to each other right off the bat and for their interactions to be more overtly romantic throughout the entire episode. Which, avid shipper that I am, I have to admit I have been gobbling up for the past three days straight. This episode was an IV drip of romantic tropes hooked straight to every Sukka shipper’s veins. 

Shy glances from across the room? Check.

Walking in on the other person half-naked? Check. (Y’all, Suki looks Sokka up and down for a FULL TWENTY SECONDS yes I timed it from the moment she appears in the background, yes you should count it to see how long that really is. Talk about awkward.) 

Tripping so they end up falling into each other’s arms? Check.

Wide-eyed shock that turns into surprise thirst after being pinned to the ground? Check.

Shooting each other satisfied smirks as they kick ass side-by-side? Check.

Jumping in front of literal fire for each other? Check and check!

Like, I could live off this for the rest of the year. 

But look, there’s a lot that I love about the way Sokka and Suki’s relationship is portrayed in this episode besides those romantically indulgent tension-creating moments, and it has to do with Suki’s admiration and validation of Sokka. 

Suki really looked at this boy with his mouth stuffed half-full of steamed bun and went, “Must have.”

With the removal of overt sexism from this episode (for better or worse), the story focused much more heavily on Sokka’s development as a leader. He still has that sort of posturing display of self-confidence that comes from inexperience and trying too hard to prove oneself (“Ferociously…deadly tiger whales…”), and while at first Suki seems put off by this and his attempts to liken himself to her (“I’m not just a warrior, I’m a Kyoshi warrior”) it doesn’t take her long to decide (*cough*after seeing him shirtless*cough*) that she doesn’t actually mind this behavior (and in fact maybe she kind of likes it because maybe it means he likes her and maybe it means she can show him how much she likes him by slicing the tops off all those melons with her fan). She seems genuinely interested in his boomerang and impressed that he hunts, and then later, she immediately takes interest in training him in the Kyoshi Warrior style. 

After they spar, she casually refers back to the fact that he’s his village’s protector, and this time, she does it without the disbelief and defensiveness. Because he’s finally stopped posturing. He opened himself up and gave himself over to Suki’s expertise, and in that way he proved that he has the will and desire—the heart—of a warrior. And Suki tells him so while touching him gently and gazing at him longingly in the soft golden glow of the late-afternoon sun. And as a die-hard Sokka stan, I love seeing him loved and appreciated like this. Adamantly. Ardently. The Sokka cheerleader in my head is going wild. “YEESSSS!! Our boy deserves this!!” Because we know that, in the animated show, he goes through a lot more struggle and self-doubt before he receives this kind of external validation. And while we also know that this makes for an incredibly satisfying growth arc, I gotta admit that it’s a fun bit of indulgence to watch Suki talk Sokka up directly to his face and then want to kiss him really bad. Y’know. As a treat.

That said, I'm very attached to and appreciative of the way their relationship is framed in the animated series. I love that their respect and affection for each other grows even after the disaster that is their first few interactions. In the LA, they are drawn to each other immediately, and the only barrier seems to be a bit of awkward stepping-in-it-ness. In the original, they have legitimate conflict, and they both have to give a little—Sokka becomes more humble, Suki becomes more tender—before they get to that point of potential romantic interest. And I think it says a lot about Sokka’s character and his desire to learn and grow that he is willing to humble himself in front of someone who, as far as he’s seen, has very little regard for him (slash has a good deal of animosity towards him). Giving himself over to Suki’s expertise costs him more in the animated show. But once he does, he and Suki learn and grow together. He shows Suki who he really is, shows her how dedicated and determined (and fun and a quick learner) he is, to the point that, by the end of the episode, she can allow herself to be vulnerable with him. And she does validate him in the original Kyoshi Warriors episode, just less directly than the LA. Her kiss on his cheek and “...but I’m a girl, too” is about forgiveness and acceptance and acknowledgement and respect, as much as or even more than it is about affection. There’s a little bit of romance, too, but it’s just little baby seeds of it, and it feels very natural to let those seeds germinate over time until we see Suki again later in the series. 

Which brings me to the live-action kiss. 

I’ll be honest, I was a little on the fence about the kiss. I want Sokka and Suki to kiss as much as possible in every conceivable universe. So there’s a part of me that was banging on the table and whistling with obscene joy. But the other part of me thought it was too much too soon. However, my hesitance pre-supposes some things about the second season (not least of which that there will be one), namely that it will handle the reunion with Suki and crossing the Serpent’s Pass anything like how it was done in the original. (Of course, one thing we now know for certain can't happen in a hypothetical LA season 2 is Suki pranking Sokka at the ferry station because he doesn't recognize her without her makeup. Do I love the expression on LA Sokka's face the first time he sees Suki's? Yes. Am I sad that this completely ruins their whole "You don't remember me? Maybe you'll remember this!" game? Also yes. But truthfully, I don't know if LA Suki would've been up to the prank, anyway. Not sassy enough. ;))

The Serpent’s Pass is one of my favorite episodes of all time, and that moment on the bluffs when Sokka and Suki are talking around Sokka’s loss, with the moon shining down on them all the while, and they almost kiss with the moon hanging between them in the background, and then Sokka pulls away without any other explanation besides, “I can’t”? That scene is so absurdly powerful and beautiful and an amazing moment of character development for them both, and I feel like it loses a lot of impact if they’ve already made out once. The fact that they kiss for the first time after that moonlit moment, when Sokka realizes that Suki doesn’t need protecting the way he thought she did, and in fact she was there to protect him, and he can finally just let go of this burden that he’s been carrying with him since Suki first mentioned she was joining them (slash since his dad put him in charge of an entire village at 13), and then and only then can he open his heart to what he feels for Suki, and in fact opens it so wide that he just cannot help but jam his mouth onto hers before she’s even finished talking…? I mean. C’mon. That’s poetry. But, again…loses impact if they’ve already had a first kiss.

But who knows what, if anything, they’ll actually do with that storyline. So for now, I’ll just enjoy my live-action Sukka kiss because, honestly, dream come true.    

Or almost a dream come true. Because there's a huge camelephant in the room that I haven't addressed yet, isn't there? The lack of Sokka in the Kyoshi Warrior uniform...

And I don’t think we can talk about the omission of Sokka’s Kyoshi Warrior uniform without talking about the omission of Sokka’s sexism. Because if Sokka isn’t sexist, then why do you have to put him in the dress and makeup of traditionally female warriors to make a point about how women are strong and capable, too? So here’s what I’ll say about that (and I know there’s a lot that people have said already, so I’ll try not to belabor the point.) I don’t think leaving out Sokka’s sexism was necessarily a detriment to his character arc. I do think, however, that leaving out Sokka’s sexism was a detriment to the message the show was trying to convey about sexism. 

Now, in the Northern Water Tribe episodes, the LA still gives us a message about fighting against the kind of systemic, institutionalized sexism that you might not be surprised to encounter within a very old-fashioned society or from a very old-fashioned gray-haired man. But what about the off-the-cuff, everyday kind of sexism that you might experience from an otherwise good person who is close to you? A person who loves you and would do anything for you but who gets carried away teasing you about “girly” things because of intrinsically-held biases that they’re not even that conscious of having? 

I think it’s important and meaningful for male and female audiences alike, and everyone in between, to see these different forms of sexism and misogyny—to see them, to recognize those behaviors in others and in ourselves, to be able to name them, and to have examples of fighting against them. We see the former kind—institutionalized, systemic—in Pakku. And we did see the latter kind—familiar, personal—in Sokka. And now that’s lost.

Not only that, but there’s the form of sexism that says boys aren’t allowed to do feminine things lest they relinquish their maleness. And in the animated show, we got to see Sokka combating this form of sexism, too. Not only does Suki show him that girls can be fierce warriors as well as boys, but he learns that wearing makeup and a dress does not make him any less of a young man.  

So, yes, I think the lack of Sokka in Kyoshi Warrior garb was a missed opportunity. And not just because Sokka looked really good in uniform and we all should have had the chance to see that, including and especially Suki. 

Alright, this is more than long enough, so I'll leave off with a moment from the LA that gave me great pleasure.

I needed this moment, y'all. And I was so afraid it wouldn't happen. I needed Sokka being protective, I needed him using his newfound Kyoshi Warrior skills to fight, and I needed him jumping in front of fire for the girl who'd taught him. If we couldn't have Sokka in the Kyoshi Warrior uniform, at least we had this.

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[fandomlit]

the play (zuko x reader)

requested by anon “i love your avatar stuff!! can i get one where it’s the episode where they went to the play and the people who play zuko and reader kiss and the gaang’s like haha that didn’t happen and you two don’t say anything and they’re like !!! thanks :)”

summary the ember island play is in an insult to the entire gaang. but maybe they got one minor detail right..

gif cred belongs to @yuuki-ko​

the play was practically unbearable to watch. from everyone’s casting to the writing, it was awful. seeing you come in was painful as it was, and seeing how you were portrayed was just as bad.

“now that i have kidnapped you, the avatar will have to come save you, and i will catch him once and for all!” zuko’s actor proclaimed, laughing in a very fakely maniacal way. your actor was tied up off to the side, looking terrified.

“at least they got one thing right,” you grumbled, making your friends laugh as zuko huffed.

this exact scene played out a solid five more times throughout the first act.

“he didn’t really kidnap you this many times, did he?” suki giggled as you were taken once again.

“he did,” you confirmed, eyes still looking at the scene as you smirked. zuko buried his head in his hands.

“im sorry,” he muttered.

you nudged your shoulder against his. “don’t beat yourself up over something ponytail zuko did.” he let out a short laugh.

“haven’t you learned that this method doesn’t work?” your actor scoffed, taking a sassy stance. “all we end up doing is sitting her and talking, and then aang comes and kicks your ass, and we do it all over again a week later.”

zuko’s actor grimaced, “well-”

“and don’t go on that rant about how you’re better prepared this time,” “you” cut off, resting your head against a wall and crossing your arms. “maybe you just like having me around. you didn’t even tie me up this time.”

“are you going to fight me?” “zuko” asked lowly, turning to “you”. his words were soft.

after a moment of eye contact, “you” answered just as softly, “no.”

“zuko” leaned in, bringing your actor into a kiss. then, it was interrupted by a crash from above and “aang” breaking into the room. the gaang laughed as you and zuko avoided each other’s gaze.

“that didn’t happen,” sokka snorted.

“no way,” aang supported. they all looked to the two of you, seeing your blushes and guilty looks. “...right?”

you cleared your throat as zuko awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

“no way!” sokka shouted, receiving a few hushes. aang’s jaw was on the floor. katara’s eyes were wide. toph and suki didn’t look surprised. you all watched the rest of the act in silence, and you could only imagine the gears turning in your friends’ heads.

at the next intermission, after avoiding katara and sokka’s questions, you escaped to go find where zuko had ran off to. you found him on a balcony of sorts.

“needed some fresh air?” you questioned, clasping your hands behind your back. he barely looked over his shoulder to you.

“something like that,” he said quietly, turning back to the warm night ahead. you walked up slowly to observe the city lights next to him. “im sorry i gave you stockholm syndrome.”

“is that what toph was saying?” you snickered. he didn’t answer. you dropped your teasing smile. “for what it’s worth, it wasn’t stockholm syndrome. it was..” you took a breath. “undeniably a crush.”

he looked over at you from the corner of his eye. “really?” you nodded. he paused, looking down. “what is it now?”

you let a small, embarrassed smile rest on your lips. “you know. same old same old.”

zuko stood up straighter, but you didn’t look over as he turned to you. “why haven’t we talked about it?”

you shrugged, still smiling sheepishly. “i know i wanted to think that that was over.” you finally looked over at him. “but what did you think?”

“i thought you were the most beautiful fugitive i had ever seen,” he admitted. you let out a small laugh, and he gave you a soft smile. “i still do.” you blushed. “but that would just be another reason for the team to get mad at me.”

“for what it’s worth, i don’t think their mad,” you shrugged. ��if anything, they’re probably watching us from inside.”

he chuckled, and you joined, leaning closer to each other. he met your eyes and your smile and before he could even think about regretting it, he spoke, “should we give them something to watch?”

your eyebrows barely raised at the suggestion before you finally leaned in and closed the small gap between you and the fire prince. his lips were more gentle than they were those few months ago, just as he was. he took his time to enjoy the kiss, one hand sliding up to rest on your cheek just as he pulled away. 

“you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting for you to do that,” you breathed out, letting out a small laugh. he rolled his eyes at you.

“im glad i did,” he assured, giving you a smile. he went to lean in again, but was unfortunately rudely interrupted.

“i knew it!” sokka cried.

“no, you didn’t,” suki laughed.

“i knew some of it!”

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[gallickingun]

Bakugou with a s/o who enjoys being sassy and flirty, so is constantly compliment Bakugou about his body (his ass, though) or making him nervous on purpose

a/n: i’ve been wanting to write some spice, so here goes nothing. under the cut so you get to choose whether or not you read it lol! i took the ass comment and rAN WITH IT OKAY. you started this. 

ps, didn’t realize this at first! but! this is my first kacchan smut so! be easy on me.

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“Seriously, babe, it must be a side effect of your quirk, ‘cause you have a pretty sweet ass.”

“I swear to Christ.”

You smirk from over your glass, raising a brow as if to challenge him in this room full of people. You nudge his calf with the toe of your shoe underneath the table, everyone’s breath caught in their throats as they await what comes next.

All Bakugou can do is grunt, turn his head to the side so no one can see the pink tinge on his cheeks, and take a long drag of his beer. 

Licking your lips, you sink back in your seat, satisfied with his flustered appearance. It’s not uncommon for you to get him all worked up, especially in public. Not many people are allowed to talk back to him, and especially not in a way that makes him embarrassed or emasculated. However, you’ve managed to work your magic and if anything, he finds your flirtatious comments endearing, and almost a challenge.

The alcohol is licking at your veins, desperate to overtake you. You give in just a little, dragging Bakugou out onto the dance floor in the middle of the room, uncaring to the way he bristles in response. Your smile softens him enough that he doesn’t resist, his own beer forgotten back at the table.

“You’re testing your luck,” he murmurs into your ear, breath hot as it washes over your neck.

You tuck your hands into his hair, tugging at his scalp to get him away from the sensitive skin of your throat, “I thought you liked it when I talked about your ass? I mean, really, how do you expect me to talk about anything else when you look like this?” 

As if to emphasize your point, you trail one hand down the expanse of his body until your fingers are digging into the soft flesh currently hidden by a pair of his signature cargo pants.

“You can’t hide that ass no matter how hard you try,” you squeeze as if to emphasize your point.

Bakugou growls, yanking your hand away by the wrist, his hot fingers digging into your palms, “I will drag your ass out of here right now.”

“Oh?” you tilt your head, challenging him.

He snarls and slips his knuckles between yours, holding your hands in midair, far away from his backside. Bakugou sighs, “If you wanted me to dick you down, all you had to do was say so.”

“You know we both prefer it this way,” your voice is slurred just enough for you not to be able to focus on making it sultry. You squeeze his hands in your own and turn your body so your back is pressed along the entirety of his torso. You grind your ass against the dip of his thighs, feeling his muscles tense as you start to work your body into his.

Bakugou’s palms find purchase on your hips, the expanse of his hands nearly enough to cover your entire rib cage. His skin is hot, quirk begging to go off in the middle of this club. He doesn’t care that Kirishima will give him absolute hell about this later; all he can focus on is the way your ass curves perfectly against his waistline.

You hear him curse from behind you, but it only spurs you on, the filthy words you know you’ll hear later echoing like a playlist in the back of your mind. You turn to look at him over your shoulder, the sight of his intense ruby red stare sending a jolt straight to your core. You clench your legs together and he can sense your faltering, taking advantage of your momentary lapse of control to roll his hips forward.

The hard press of his cock to your ass cheek does little to deter the slick between your legs. You turn, facing him now, “If I knew talking about your ass would do this, I would’ve done it sooner.”

Bakugou rests his palms open on the curvature of your backside, and you barely have time to make another sound before the popping of his quirk leaves you stinging. You whimper, “Kacchan!”

“Let’s go.”

He doesn’t bother to do more than throw a big bill on the table, his fingers curled around the waistband of your shorts, keeping you anchored to him while simultaneously guiding you out the front door. He completely ignores the protests of your friends, flipping them a quick middle finger as he walks you out into the night air.

It’s a short walk back to your house, the silence between you doing nothing to quell the growing knots in your stomach, the impending pleasure the only thought on your mind. You swallow the growing lump in your throat, forcing your eyes to stay focused on the sidewalk in front of you instead of the shadow of his body. You weren’t lying when you were talking about his ass earlier - it doesn’t matter what he wears, there’s no way for him to hide his dense form.

You struggle with getting the key in the front lock, the heat of him standing behind you something menacing. Your hands are sweating as you turn the knob. He hardly gives you the seconds to step over the threshold before he’s got you pinned to the wall, kicking the door closed with his boot.

“Wanna talk about me like that?” he asks as he ravages the sensitive skin of your throat, hands already working at the button on your shorts. “C’mon, talk about me. Tell me what you like.”

Your voice is cut off in your throat, stuck there like a ball of tape. You swallow to try and get yourself to talk, but with the ferocious strokes of his fingers over your clothed core it’s hard to concentrate.

“Go on,” he’s patronizing now, knowing exactly what he’s doing to you with each flick of his fingertips. “I don’t hear you talking about my ass now.”

Bakugou traces his tongue down the column of your throat, pushing it flat once he touches your jugular with the muscle. You gasp, tossing your head back to the wall. 

“Like my quirk now?” he asks.

You whine when his thumb traces your navel, the sting of a small, controlled explosion making your whole body tense. He’s been used to his quirk for some time now, and controlling it is like second nature. 

“Ka’suki,” you whimper, palming over him.

You’re sure you look like a mess - your shorts around your ankles, knees bent at an odd angle to encourage him between your legs, eyes rolled back in your head and hands reaching for him desperately. 

He nudges his nose over the swell of your chest, open mouthed kisses making way for goosebumps as the cool air of the air conditioner wash over your skin. You arch your back, simultaneously begging for more of his mouth and fingers at the same time.

“Please, ‘Suki,” you beg, rolling your hips against his knuckle. “Need you.”

“Where’s all that sass from earlier?”

Even though he’s patronizing you, he’s down on his knees unlacing your boots, helping them off your feet so he can pull your shorts completely off. He kisses the inside of your knee, nose nudging your thigh as he pushes your shoes off to the side so you won’t trip.

“C’mon,” his breath is hot on your thigh, curling around you like a vice, your reaction is nothing but to tense every muscle. You curl your hands in his hair and when he looks up at you with rubescent irises swallowed almost entirely by his pupils you find yourself whining again.

As soon as your head flies back against the wall, eyes screwing shut, he licks a stripe over the center of your underwear. You know he’s tasting the slick that’s gathered in copious amounts, enough to soak through the fabric. He hums over where he knows your clit is hiding, a growl rumbling in his chest at the way you fill every part of him even in the earliest stages.

His lips make a trail up your abdomen, nose pushing your shirt to the side so he can kiss your ribs one by one. Meanwhile, his thumb pushes your underwear to the side so his middle finger can curl up into your heat, effectively silencing your pathetic sounds as your eyes cross.

“Everyone thinks you’re this big, bad woman, huh?” His voice makes your skin vibrate mouth exploring your collarbones, “But I know better.”

He sucks a hickey into your shoulder as his finger pumps in and out of you mercilessly, coiling your stomach into a ball of fire as he works you towards a tremendous high. His thumb is on your clit, the rough pad of his finger giving you enough friction to see stars.

As he speaks next, his tongue is on your earlobe, effectively throwing you into an even bigger frenzy than you’re already caught up in.

“Right, little girl?”

You’re bobbing your head because you can’t speak, not without fear of drooling over the corners of your lips or whining like an animal. You swallow and buck your hips into him, but the use of his quirk on your skin makes you pause. His palm is holding you tightly to the wall, the tiniest pin-prick of explosions set off on your body.

“Such a sweet little mess for me,” he murmurs as he kisses over the expanse of your throat, gentle kisses in comparison to the rough hand buried between your legs.

As he nips over the thin skin, you squirm in his hold. When you start moving too much, he tames you with the retribution of his quirk, palms finding different sensitive parts of you to punish. His middle finger curls up into you, coaxing the wetness forward so he can coat his palm in it, using it to slicken your clit and keep you from chafing.

Your eyes are blown wide, pupils engulfing your irises, and it strikes something in him. The reality that you truly are a mess for him, for only him, sends a thrumming down his spine and he curls his toes in his boots at the thought.

You’re whining his name incoherently, one hand digging into the muscle of his shoulder. He knows he’s have little half-moon imprints on his skin tomorrow, but that won’t deter him from training shirtless. Let the others know how good he makes you feel, so much so that you have to hang onto him like an anchor.

“Can you undo my belt?” he asks, his voice softening just enough to pull you from your lull.

You nod over zealously, sucking in a sharp breath as you fumble at the buckle with your fingers. You whine when it takes a moment too long, the knowledge of his bulging cock hidden from you making you desperate.

“I’m not helping you,” Bakugou reminds you tersely from where he’s stood over you, one hand holding you at bay and the other pumping you towards a crescendo. That in combination with your imagination running wild makes you clench your thighs around his forearm. He pauses, pulling his hips away from you, “Uh uh.”

You whine, dropping your head to his shoulder, but it’s cut short when he takes a step forward, bringing his waist back so you can work at his belt and zipper again.

You can’t help yourself when the cinch of his pants is released with a pop once you’ve undone his button. Your hands find the curve of his ass and you try to tug him towards you, his tensed muscles a reminder of how strong he is, sending your brain into another round of hazy thoughts of him holding you down and taking you for all you’re worth.

“Good girl,” he coos from above you, stepping out of his boots and pants, but leaving his underwear in place. Even though it’s a simple pair of black briefs, the shadow of his erect cock makes a new wave of pleasure tremor through your body.

Bakugou chuckles, “Haven’t even seen my dick yet and you’re already slobbering?”

He yanks you up by your hair, the threat of your orgasm clenching around his opposite hand. His irises are hardened like little gems, glittering as he looks over your face, “How about we put that sweet little mouth to good use, huh?”

You’re pretty sure you’d do anything he asked of you in this moment, but he knows that and is careful not to ask too much. His hand goes gentle in your hair, curling in your tresses without tugging too harshly. There’s a softness in his gaze as he looks over your face, taking in each of your features carefully.

Your eyes are bulging out of their sockets, irises almost completely swallowed as he works you towards the high you’ve been craving since you started getting ready to go out tonight. The roughness of his calloused hands gives you a friction that you never knew you needed.

Bakugou pulls you closer, his mouth connecting with yours as he tugs his middle finger out only to pair it with his index finger as he enters you again. The stretch makes you keen, desperate for the feel of his cock wrapped up in your walls. You whine into his mouth and he smirks, keeping you close with his hand in your hair.

Just as you feel your body coiling tighter, begging to set off the fireworks, his hand leaves you cold, leaves you wanting. You beg him incoherently, to let you come, to let you release. Your eyes are crossed when you open your lids next, trying so desperately to focus on his face; the smirk, the glimmer in his eyes, the harsh lines and edges of his anatomy.

“Let’s see what you can do with that smart mouth of yours first,” he nips at your lower lip, guiding your hands to the waistline of his briefs, beckoning you to free him of the restricting fabric. “And then we’ll talk about what you deserve.”

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a/n: lol i’m mean. these are supposed to be blurbs after all!

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Ranking all ATLA Villains/Antagonists from worst to best (by someone who loves villains)

This post was inspired by this ask 

Warning: I swear quite a bit in this post and I’m a dumbass, not an ATLA scholar, so take this with a grain of salt. Also I have no idea wtf my ranking criteria was. I assigned arbitrary and meaningless points like Dumbledore giving all the points to Gryffindor at the end of the year. 

Iroh

 I have a secret for you...Iroh is an antagonist.... Say it with me... Iroh is an antagonist. For the people in the back, IROH IS AN ANTAGONIST. He’s not particularly good at at it, but he belongs on this list. Primary reason being, his siege on Ba Sing Se, which was a major battle in the 100 year war and all the other things he did in the war to become a general. If he was good at being a villain, he would at least have the decency to conquer the city, but as Ozai points out, Iroh excels at tea and failure. When we see Iroh in Book 1, He’s a very chill antagonist for the same reason a lot of our other antagonists are (June, the Yuyan Archers, Combustion man etc)-they are helping a villain achieve their goal. In Iroh’s case, he does help Zuko in many ways ( like sneaking him onto Zhao’s ship) and these in turn help Zuko get closer to his goal of capturing Aang. I love Iroh as a character, but he’s not good at being an antagonist, which is why he is ranked the worst. 

Circus Trainer

This man is straight up, evil. I like villains, but I do not like this man. He’s cruel and not in a fun way, which is why he’s near the bottom of the list. The whole point of being a villain is to be cool and do bad things, but he’s not even a little fun to watch. He’s the least interesting to look at... 

Yon Rha

This man is a coward. Like how did he lead the Southern Raiders? He went soft when he got old. He was more savage back in the day. Like this man is a firebender, but he cowers from Zuko before Katara even pops up. He needs to grow a pair. Like Katara said man is pa-thet-ic. 

The Rough Rhinos (ignoring the comics)

They get points for creating my favorite antagonist, Jet. But the first time we see these clowns in the show, the gang just rides away on Appa, easily avoiding them. And then the gang easily defeats them in their next run in. These clowns are good at destroying things, but not really fighting or pursuing others. 

Ozai

I expected more from this man. He was hyped up for three seasons and I just didn’t feel like he was smart enough to be the bad guy for the whole ass show.  The man clearly doesn’t think for himself or show up throughout the series doing  menacing things. The final agni kai overshadowed Ozai and Aang’s showdown. That’s the theme, Azula outshines a grown man as the star villain of the show. He does get some points for his fashion and flair for the dramatic. 

Mai's Uncle (Boiling Rock Warden)

This man, is a dumbass with the reflexes of a sloth. Suki overpowered him in 2 seconds flat. How is this grown man getting defeated by a little nugget like Suki? She was only holding his wrist. He could have just kicked her? Like you are a prison warden, look alive man! And he should have captured Zuko’s little ass and sent him right over to Ozai to get some street cred, but instead he just gets pissed cause Zuko broke up with Mai? First lesson in being a villain/antagonist- power over everything (including family). He does get points for ordering them to cut the line. That’s straight savage. 

Xin Fu and Yu

Toph gets it right, these are two dunderheads. How did they not hear Toph bending metal? They react almost as slowly as the Boiling Rock Warden, letting Toph easily overtake them. They are two skilled benders and they didn’t even stand a chance. 

General Fong

This man gets points for being a bat shit crazy. And I think he’s one of the first non fire nation antagonists we see in the show, so points for him. He’s an underrated antagonist. He does cool bending and his emotional manipulation to get Aang into the Avatar state is A+ villain work. 

Azulon

Azulon gets villain points for keeping the war going. He didn’t fuck it up like Ozai. But Azulon gets his villainness handed to him on a platter, he didn’t really do much, besides maintain status quo. We do get the scene where Ozai asks for the throne. But I don’t think Azulon assumed Ozai was going to kill Zuko. Azulon was trying to make a point, that Ozai’s request was absurd, but he obviously didn’t know Ozai well enough...

Koh

Koh almost didn’t make the list. I don’t really consider him to be an antagonist. Aang came to him asking for information and Koh was trying to do what he does..steal faces. He was just vibing. I included him on this list, because he antagonized us (the viewers). Dude is easily the most terrifying part of the show. 

Ghashiun

He muzzled Appa! He’s not ranked high on this list, because he didn’t know Appa was Aang’s so he wasn’t intentionally trying to fuck with the Avatar. I do like the sandbenders as a whole. They just run around causing chaos with their cool bending. This character, however, loses points, because when he is confronted about stealing Appa, he gets defensive and tries to lie. If you do something bad, at least have the balls to own up to it. 

Wan Shi Tong

Gets points for his flair for the dramatic a la Ozai. I did like Wan Shi Tong’s logic around not giving the gaang information: “You think you're the first person to believe their war was justified?!” He had more brain cells than some of our other villains/antagonists, but was also dumb too? Sokka pretty easily outsmarted him. This Spirit has been alive forever, he shouldn’t be outsmarted by a child. 

The Old Man

Oooof. I almost put him in the number one spot tbh. He did us and Haru so dirty. Like he could have died,but he turned in the person that saved him??? He gets points for shock value and pettiness. I personally think Jet should take him out...

June

June gets points for being a bad bitch. I like her vibe. She’ll do anything as long as you’re paying her the right price and I can respect that. She isn’t higher on the list, because she is executing someone else’s plan, not her own. 

The Yuyan Archers

Speaking of bad bitches, the Yuyan Archers are so cool and I wish they got more screen time! We see very few antagonists that can keep up with Aang the way that this group does. They add a bit of spice and a different flavor to what we know about Fire Nation fighting styles, which I approve of. I hope we see more of them in future ATLA projects. They aren’t higher up, because they are still doing someone else’s bidding. If they had their own leader and their own agenda, that would be some cool shit. 

Combustion Man

This man gets points for giving the gaang a lot of trouble. As viewers, we really worry about whether they will be able to defeat him. I like that he has a different style of bending, which in and of itself is terrifying. He still doesn’t make it up higher on the list, because he’s still doing someone else’s (Zuko’s) bidding.

Rig Warden

On second thought, I may have him ranked a little too high. But oh well, fuck it. He gets many many points for being voiced by George Takei. This man also gets points for having general villain swag. He is sassy and I am here for it. He’s highly effective at crushing the souls of the Earthbenders on the rig. Also, he does not stutter when Haru throws those rocks at him.Came at him full force which is what all the other himbos on this list should have been doing when these children played them! He outright told Katara he was gonna kill her “You’re one mistake away from dying where you stand.” Loses points for begging as he’s dragged off the rig. Go down with some dignity!

The Southern Raiders

So the Southern Raiders get ranked separately from Yon Rha, because he led them towards the end of their conquest. I think they started under Sozin’s reign. This group gets ranked fairly high, because they were very effective at their task. They came, they saw, they decimated-leaving the SWT defenseless and barely able to sustain itself. 

Mai

I like Mai and wish I could rank her higher. I like her knives, they are very cool form of defense that was unique to her. I also love how she just immediately flung arrows at Aang, no hesitation. She does get style points, her aesthetic is everything. Her one liners are pretty funny, “You’re so colorful, you’re making me nauseous.”  She lacks in her commitment. Anytime anything inconveniences her she’s just like eh, no thanks. Hardcore antagonists need to be have some dedication to their cause, which Mai does not.  I feel like she would eventually run out of weapons in a longer battle, which would be a big issue for her. 

Long Feng

Gets instant points for villain swag, creepy vibe and sass. This man kept news of a whole war from Ba Sing Se, even though the city was filled with refugees? Long Feng had his work cut out for him. He loses points, because he lets the children get away with too much. He should have locked down Aaang and co immediately, because they were trouble as soon as they rolled up. Also, he should have fought Azula. He let a fourteen year old take his whole career away. He was never even a player.

Sozin

Sozin gets a  large amount of hypothetical points from being the one to start it all. He’s the one who initiated the 100 year war. He did not play around. He used that comet to its maximum potential. Also he has a dragon, which is fucking cool. He gets bad bitch points for leaving Roku on the exploding island. Like that’s a power move right there. He wiped out the air nomads and invaded the Southern Water Tribe, which is why his successors  are ranked much lower on the list. They really didn’t do shit.

Hama

Gets points for being a waterbender, which is something cool that we hadn’t seen in a villain yet. She also gets points for executing her own deranged agenda. I would love to see her and Jet link up, cause that would have been chaos. She also gets heaps of points for inventing bloodbending. Many of the villains of this list can barely think and homegirl has big brain energy. She is cunning and quick, like when she utilizes Sokka and Aang to attack Katara. I like her general bruja (witch) vibes. She gets more points because she does not motherfucking stutter when Katara figures her out, she just starts bloodbending immediately. She really enjoys her power and I can’t blame her for it. She’s a baddie and she knows it. More points for Hama, because she gets Katara to carry on her legacy (whether she wants to or not) and goes off to jail with her dignity. She’s an all-star villain and I love to see it. She loses a few points, because her bloodbending is limited to the full moon, but she still has her waterbending which is terrifying enough...

Dai Li

Like the rig warden, I probably ranked these himbos too high, but I love them as henchmen. Their bending is amazing, they are sneaky and they can brainwash you? Like fuck me up man. They really are just a joy to watch and their betrayal of Long Feng is so unexpected. This group really creates the creepy/ominous aesthetic the creators were going for in Ba Sing Se. Don’t think their bending is good? They one upped Toph and almost had her, but Jet saved her at the last second. 

Zhao

I feel like Zhao’s characterization is inconsistent (sometimes he has a bad temper, sometimes he doesn’t?) which makes him hard to rank, but let’s do it anyway. He gets points for being voiced by the guy that played Lucius Malfoy, like yaaas work that Slytherin aesthetic. Gets points for using the Yuyan Archers. Loses a lot of points in his fight with Aang, like that child was obviously baiting him. He has a lot of ambition and actually has to work to his rise to power, which he obviously relishes. He’s the perfect antagonist for Zuko. He accomplished his goal of frying the fish/moon and he actually captures Aang. I think the writers added in his hot temper later on, because they realized he was too competent and had to give him a flaw. 

Zuko

Ohhh my morally confused prince, Where do we even start? Zuko gets a lot of points for his sheer determination. I would love to see an unhinged Zuko without Iroh. Zuko’s tenacity and unpredictability make him a fantastic antagonist. Iroh and Azula try to control Zuko, but they never really know what he’s gonna do next and neither do we as the viewers. He’s near the top of the list, because even with so many struggles he kept Aang on the run for two seasons. I like that he actually struggled to be good. He obviously loses points for joining the good guys, but we still love him. 

Jet

Speaking of morally grey, cue up Jet’s theme music. He gets instant points for swag and cool swords. Like the Yuyan archers, Jet is one of the few antagonists we see that can keep up with Aang. Like Zuko, Jet’s dedication to his cause get him high on this list, because he will defeat the Fire Nation at any cause. The creators lose points for being cowards and killing him off. We saw plenty of other people (Sokka) get hit with similar rocks and not die. Jet is a fantastic antagonist with a backstory that the audience can sympathize with. He loses points for not being more versatile in his tactics. I’ve written more on this here. 

Ty Lee

Katara is terrified of her, do I need to elaborate? Ty Lee by far has the scariest skill set on the show. It’s too easy for people to underestimate her. Katara and Suki make that mistake once and then never do it again. Like Toph, Ty Lee knows to wait for the right time to strike, making her highly effective at taking out our favorite benders and whole groups of benders (The Terra Team). Her betrayal of Azula is ICONIC and unexpected, but as always, Ty Lee knows just the right time to strike. I think Ty and Mai were perfectly capable of getting away at the Boiling Rock and I’m disappointed they were captured so easily. 

Azula

Look down, you’re talking to your highness. Can’t see her? She’s the reason for your blindness. 

To the surprise of absolutely no one, Azula is the baddest bitch in the game. PERIODT. She is ruthless, cunning and powerful. Her lightning bending is at a whole other level. She is the smartest person on this list. She takes Ba Sing Se from the inside out, utilizes the Da Li perfectly and has antagonized Zuko from the beginning. As far as I’m concerned, she was made to be Firelord. 

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[onyxiana-is-obsessed]

Ello! I dont know where to request since i'm stupid but i usually use this place to request! I saw those two 1A scenarios/drabbles and since i loved them, can you please make another 1a (with the characters Bakugou/Tokoyami/Mina/Todoroki and Aizawa plus Monoma) scenario/drabble with fem!reader where Monoma keeps pranking her and one time it got to reader and almost killed him, but BTMTA (the characters) stop her and calmed her down and Monoma got scolded! ❤️❤️ Love your writing btw 😌

Hiya lovely! You’re not stupid, this is exactly where you send requests! I’m glad you liked them and I really hope you liked this one! Ugh, I love a sassy reader at times xD Thank you so much!! Btw, I aged them up here, so they’re all 3rd years because Baku needs work before he’d ever be this friendly lmao.

Length: 1.9k words

Warnings: Mild swearing

Your Name: (y/f/n)

Quirk: (y/q) - preferably one that increases strength and speed.

Age: 17

“Good morning, (n/n),” Tokoyami greeted as (f/n) walked towards him with a bright smile.

“Morning, Fumi! Sleep well?” She inquired, making him nod. She walked around to her desk and pulled her chair out.

“I did, yourself?”

“Eh, could’ve been better. You know-” As she went to sit, the legs of the chair broke, making her squeal as she fell flat on her butt. The loud racket garnered more attention as worried classmates ran to her, including Bakugou and Mina.

“(f/n)!” Todoroki and Tokoyami yelled as they ran to her, making (f/n) groan as they helped her stand.

“What happened?!” Mina exclaimed, her hands landing on (f/n)’s shoulder.

“Th-the legs broke,” (f/n) explained, rubbing her back, “h-how? I thought these were brand new chairs…”

“What happened?” Aizawa’s voice came through as he walked into the classroom and saw the broken chair with a few students gathered around (f/n).

“(f/n) went to go sit, but the chair broke!” Mina explained, turning to her teacher who was now approaching them. His tired eyes gazed at the chair for a moment before he sighed.

“Class B should have extras. They’re next door, go get one.” (f/n) nodded and quickly left her class to get another chair. When she walked into their classroom, she had to embarrassingly explain that she needed to borrow an extra chair due to hers breaking. She did NOT miss Monoma’s pathetic attempt to cover up his laughter.

“Oh, you’re breaking chairs now? What a surprise, class A has no regard for our school’s reputation or supplies.” He muttered as she walked past him.

“Shove it,” (f/n) glared as she quickly grabbed her chair and left the classroom, returning to her own.

Turns out, Monoma had been responsible for her chair breaking. But that’s not where his stupid pranks ended. For example, her project went missing and she had to completely redo an entire week’s worth of work. He changed the locks on her dorm room so she couldn’t get in until Bakugou broke her door down. Let’s not forget the camp incident (heh), he was also the reason all her white clothes turned blue in the wash making her buy a new shirt for her uniform, and he also sent mean texts from HER PHONE to Bakugou, Mina, Todoroki, and Tokoyami. She had a difficult time explaining those texts weren’t her.

Now, it was starting to get too much. There was no way (f/n) could prove what happened was exactly Monoma’s fault. She never caught him in the act nor did he ever outright admit to pulling those pranks. He’d always make sly comments like towards her situation, but those weren’t enough. She had zero proof.

However, (f/n) was 100% sure that Monoma was behind all of these dumbass pranks and she was starting to get furious. However… that could wait because…

“OI! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!” (f/n) immediately screamed and covered her eyes as she turned away. She was positive this was the girl’s bathroom.

“S-Suki! I-I’m sorry!” (f/n) ran outside, pulling the door shut behind her. Her eyes flew to the sign next to the bathroom and widened. Girl’s bathroom? She backed up, looking around the hall and realized the girl’s bathroom was on the other side. Someone switched the signs?

She frowned and rubbed her eyes. She had been training with Todoroki and Mina all day, so she was a bit tired. She hadn’t even noticed she was on the wrong side of the building. Monoma came all the way to their DORMS to mess with her? Well… it wasn’t the first time. Her frown quickly melted into a look of anger.

“Monoma, I’m gonna kick your ass. Prank me one more time…” She muttered to no one in particular.

~**~

“Hey, (n/n)!” Mina chirped, slinging her arm around (f/n)’s shoulder. (f/n) smiled at her and gave her a side hug.

“Hello, Mina! Sleep well, I take it?”

“Maaaybe! Hey! Wanna go out for dinner tonight? Fumi and Sho are coming too! Not so sure about Suki.”

“Sure! Sounds fun, I’ll talk to Suki and see what he says.”

“Gosh, I’m jealous of that little soft spot he has for you.” Mina pouted. “But then again! A cutie like you probably gets all the dudes, huh?” (f/n) laughed and moved away from Mina, who’d started tickling her sides.

“You’d be surprised. By the way, you’re early today.”

“Yeah, Kiri woke me up early this morning. So, I decided to get ready instead of laying in bed.” (f/n) squinted at her.

“Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?” She teased, making Mina giggle and place her hands on her hips.

“I am Pinky! Or wait, no! Alien Queen! Bow before me mortal!” (f/n) giggled and gave her a little curtsey.

“Hello, your highness. Welcome to the halls of UA! Oh! May I introduce you to sir Peppermint?” Mina turned around and saw Todoroki approaching them with an amused look.

“Hello, your majesty. I am sir Peppermint, a pleasure to meet you.”

“Hello! Sir Peppermint! Oh! Who’s that?” Mina feigned innocence and pointed behind (f/n). The (h/c) haired girl turned around and saw Tokoyami and Bakugou approaching them.

“Oh! That’s sir Tsukuyomi and Knight Kacchan.” Bakugou’s eyes almost popped out of his head.

“The hell did you call me?!”

“Ooh! Hello, Knight Kacchan!” Mina greeted making him groan. As much as Bakugou liked to pretend he hated that nickname, deep down… he didn’t. Especially when it came from his… friends.

“What are you idiots doing?” He asked, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

“Well Mina here is Alien royalty and thus, must be treated as such.” (f/n) said, matter-of-factly.

“You’re a royal pain in the ass, that’s for sure,” Bakugou responded, making Mina pout and Todoroki laugh a bit.

“We all know you don’t mean it, Kacchan.” Todoroki teased, making Bakugou glare at him.

“Listen here, you half-n-half bastard, I’m go-” Bakugou was interrupted by (f/n), who shrieked when she opened her locker. The second she opened it, her entire uniform was covered in blue paint. Some speckles even landed on her cheeks, mouth, forehead, and hair. Everyone froze as the paint slowly dripped down her now dirty clothes.

They all turned their heads when they heard laughter and saw Monoma doubled over trying to keep his laughter in. (f/n)’s shock turned into a death glare. She clenched her fists, ready to pummel him into the floor.

“I didn’t know you wanted to die today, YOU LITTLE SHIT!” Before anyone could do anything, (f/n) sprinted to Monoma and tackled him down, spreading the paint to him as well. He let out a scream as they both collided with the floor, the paint smearing beneath them.

“KICK HIS ASS, (N/N)!” Bakugou encouraged her, however,  Todoroki, Tokoyami, and Mina tried to stop her. Knowing he’d just copy her quirk, (f/n) settled for simple hand to hand combat.

Well…

“L-LET G-GO!” Monoma strained as (f/n)’s arm wrapped around his throat in a chokehold. (f/n) ignored him as her arm tightened around his neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he fell on his back, leaning his weight on her. He struggled, trying to stand up but to no avail.

“(f/n), you have to let go!” Todoroki yelled, as he and Tokoyami attempted to pull (f/n)’s arms off of Monoma, but she had a good grip. Todoroki pulled both (f/n) and Monoma up so they would stand. “Bakugou! Help!” The blond rolled his eyes, but complied, coming up behind (f/n) to pull her off. Ideally, he’d let (f/n) beat the shit outta him, but he also didn’t want (f/n) getting in trouble.

All the commotion caused their classmates to pile up at the doorway to watch the fight. Most of them were on (f/n)’s side.

“Goddammit, woman! LET GO!” Bakugou yelled, struggling to pull her off. Monoma was starting to see spots and his vision was getting hazy due to the lack of oxygen. Both Tokoyami and Todoroki noticed, making them pry harder.

“Let go, (f/n)!” Tokoyami yelled as Dark Shadow joined in. He tried to wrap around her, much like he would with Tokoyami, in an attempt to make her loosen her grip.

“NO!” (f/n) yelled back, making Mina’s eyes light up as she got an idea. She quickly ran behind Bakugou, slid her arms around him and tickled (f/n)’s sides. It took a few seconds, but their friend let go, making Todoroki and Tokoyami stand in her way, grabbing her arms and pressing their sides against her as Bakugou held her waist.

(f/n) was a strong fighter and here was proof, 3 fully grown men having to hold her back. Monoma felt his soul leave his body at the sight.

“STOP IT!” Bakugou yelled as she struggled against him.

“Let go of me! Let go of me right now, Kacchan! I’m kicking his ass!” Monoma was currently leaning against the lockers trying to catch his breath as he watched the furious girl attempt to… kill him?! She wanted to kill him! She was trying to choke him to death!

“ENOUGH!” Everyone froze at the booming voice and (f/n) shrank against Bakugou when she saw her teacher standing there with his hair and scarf floating. Her hands reached out to grab Tokoyami and Todoroki’s arms. His red eyes glared at the group demanding answers.

“She tried to kill me!” Monoma yelled, holding his throat. (f/n)’s eyes widened and shot to Aizawa.

“This jerk’s been pranking me for the last three weeks! Everything that’s gone wrong is his fault!”

“You have no proof of that!” Monoma argued, glaring at her.

“No pro- you’re always laughing at me and making snide comments! I know for a fact it’s you, asshole! Don’t even act like your innocent!”

“I am innocent, asshole!” (f/n) shoved Bakugou off and slipped in between Todoroki and Tokoyami, running towards Monoma when Aizawa’s scarf quickly wrapped around her.

“Out of your entire class, you’re the only one who hates us, dumbass!” (f/n) retaliated as she struggled against her teacher’s bindings. “Let me fight him, Mr. Aizawa! LET ME KICK HIS ASS!��

“That’s enough!” Aizawa interrupted their petty squabbling as he approached them. His eyes stopped glowing and his hair fell down. (f/n) was still wrapped around in his scarf but was no longer struggling. “Have you been pranking (l/n) this whole time?” Aizawa asked the blond.

“NO!” The hallway was so quiet, one could hear a pin drop. Aizawa glared at Monoma as he grabbed his arm and made him stand up.

“You’re lying.” The scarf loosened around (f/n) and fell off, returning to Aizawa as he looked at the students. Bakugou, Todoroki, Monoma, (f/n), and Tokoyami- not to mention his scarf- were covered in the blue paint. “Go clean yourselves up and come back, we’ll discuss your punishment for starting the fight later, (l/n). For now, I’ll be handling this one.” With that, Aizawa took Monoma away leaving everyone in awkward silence.

Until Kaminari broke it.

“Damn, (n/n)!  You really kicked his ass! That was awesome!”

“I think you’re rubbing off on her,” Tokoyami said, looking at Bakugou who smirked proudly.

“And the problem with that is?”

“We’ll have another you to deal with.” Todoroki responded, flatly.

“What’s wrong with me, IcyHot?!” 

“You guys are awesome!” Mina giggled, wrapping her arms around both Bakugou and Todoroki. “(f/n)! Get in here! You too, Fumi!”

“I’ll get the paint over you,” (f/n) muttered, looking down at herself.

“Either you come here or I’ll give you a bear hug.”

“You just want to go back to your room so you can lay in bed.” (f/n) argued, as she and Fumi joined the little group hug.

“Maaaybe!”

BONUS:

Later that day, Aizawa had met up with (f/n) and explained that her punishment was going to be detention for 3 days, as well as cleaning up the dorms. Although Monoma got something similar, it was worse.

However, whenever their classes were paired up for sparring matches or mock fights, Aizawa always did his best to pair (f/n) against Monoma, so she could teach him a lesson. Properly.

#mha #mha imagines #mha todoroki #mha tokoyami #mha bakugou #mha mina #mina ashido #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shouto #bnha #bnha todoroki #bnha bakugo x reader #tokoyami x reader #bnha tokoyami #todoroki shoto x reader #tokoyami fumikage x reader #ashido x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #todoroki x reader #class 1a #class 1b #mha monoma

[fagbag-diketrike]

HEADCANON HOURS PT 2, CONT.!!

MODERN AU, music tastes pt 2

Aang:

• heavy metal scares him

• it scares him

• horribly

• when katara or zuko or toph listen to it, he shivers and grimaces and turns away

• kyoshi vibes with some heavy metal man, so occasionally she comes through and he goes nuts on metal.

• he likes country, and airy music like bedroom pop, things like Kiss U Better by Katzù Oso and Prom Dress by mxmtoon absolutely drive. him. wild.

• he genuinely likes disco. Let's Groove by Earth, Wind, and Fire also makes him go feral, but so does Keep it Coming Love by KC and the Sunshine Band.

• he has a thing for tween Justin Biebers music

• he despises when any calls him Justin Beaver

• you could say he gives himself pep talks about dating katara with Justin Biebers, "Boyfriend" going in the background

• and it would be the truth

• he listens to a bit of everything, but not much rock or metal

• conclusion: aang is baby, kyoshi scares him, and they not only disagree on killing but also tastes in music

Katara:

• katara listens to metal, when she's feeling badass af, and zuko, and toph join in so they have their little metal party

• katara also likes airy music, but does not enjoy country that much. will tolerate it because she loves aang.

• her, sokka, and aang have disco parties, with 70s clothes and Saturday Night Fever moves

• she listens to music as much as she can, next to podcasts

• she loves one direction, and the Twilight Soundtrack

• she also enjoys pop

• she absolutely adores Hozier as well.

• conclusion: kataras music taste is as diverse and sassy as her

Suki:

• badass, all I can say,

• whatever she's listening to may not be badass at first

• but when she's listening to it, it's badass

• she listens to a bit of country, so she jams out to that with aang, but she also listens to soft rock

• she loves Hozier but not quite as much as Katara

• she likes 5SOS but not overwhelmingly, just a bit.

• some songs she really likes, but others she doesn't at all

• she likes interpol

• conclusion: badass suki is badass,

Toph:

• she listens to metal

• mainly Rob Zombie and Marilyn Manson but she does enjoy In This Moment

• "Maria Brink sounds hot"

• tophs words, and mine

• the pretty reckless is pretty lit

Lmfao, too punny?

Anyways

• so she joins Kataras and Zukos metal party and they all head bang

• she listens covertly to all that "fluffy" music the others listens to, but

• SHE DESPISES COUNTRY

• makes fun of aang for liking it, and grimaces when Katara "tolerates it"

• she knows Katara actually likes it,

• and suki is suki so she can't say anything about it to her

• she too likes 5SOS but would rather lock herself inside of some unbendable cell and never return that admit it

• but she does, really likes them, and often she'll sneak off with Suki to their concerts

• Suki vows to never tell anyone as long as she doesn't tell anyone she likes them too, and they form a very strong bond

• she also despises disco; hates it with a burning passion. The Discos and the Metal Heads face a lot of challenges.

• usually started by Toph

• what? she hates disco

• conclusion: tough exterior, soft interior just like Toph

BONUS HEADCANON:

the discos vs the metal heads--

• Toph starts ALL the fights

• aang tries to make peace between them but then someone says something negative that is weirdly specific that applies to him and disco and he. goes. full. on. aang. smash!

• like: "YOU DON'T NEED TO INVOLVE EVERYONE IN YOUR DISCO FANTASY AANG"

• and he's like, "I NEVER FORCIBLY INVOLVE EVERYONE, IT WAS OF THEIR OWN WILL, AND IT ISN'T EVERYONE"

• Katara is having an anxiety attack because her motherly instincts are like, "resolve, protect, resolve, protect" but her pettiness is like, "destroy these uncultured swine"

• Sokka and Zuko are staring anxiously yet determinedly at each other

• both knows they won't be getting laid that night

• they're okay with it, this is war

• okay, well maybe they're not okay with it, but...oh well, Sokka wants to win and so does Zuko

• Katara starts hitting them with straight up facts, " Heavy metal music started showing up in the late 60s but was washed over with disco music and disco greatly impacted the American Culture. It's only right for Heavy Metal to feel cheated by Disco, and therefore Heavy Metal is better. Yes, we've gotten a lot of influences from Disco, but it ultimately screwed things up a lot. Heavy metal has had to fight for its place..."

• *YAWNS* YaDa YaDa,

• point is, it sometimes lasts for weeks

• until they forget they're even having feud

• toph still brings it back up eventually

I'll do Mai, Ty Lee, and Azula next if this doesn't flop like 2020 has or a really overweight person with bad balance on a trampoline.

#im sorry for the crackhead energy in this #truly #just ignore the disaster i am #i put too much into this and let it take my hand #pulling me off on another pointless headcanon #*sighs* alas #a:tla #atla #zukka #avatar the last airbender #atla shitpost #atla headcanon #not zukka #zuko #zukka headcanon #yes #i did do a quick google search for this #does it make sense...no it does not...does it matter to me #yes it does...it does a lot #HA rhymes #life is pretty rough buddy #headcanon hours

[bakugou-tm]

Hey! I saw your ask box was open! Can I request a scenario of Bakugou and fem reader meeting up on rooftops in between hectic training schedules and just..., being fluffy and cute. Thanks and have a good day

lucky for you I’m craving some fluff and I’m feeling lonely af, enjoy

That ash blond wasn’t surprised when he arrived at the location you two planned to meet at after both of your work shifts. Almost every time the two of you did decide to come out you were always late, whether it be because of your agency letting you out late or your poor taste in responsibility, Bakugou was always expecting such of you.

Grumbling out a string of annoyed curses, Bakugou kicked his boots against the cool cement of the roof while he waited for his idiot beloved to arrive.

As much as the ash blond wasn’t pleased with your absence, he had a sense of understanding for your reasoning. The two of you had barely seen each other all week and you lived in the same apartment, he knew how hard you had been working so he supposed your tardiness would have to due.

Deciding to sit near the ledge, the ash blond placed the bag of diabetes goodies he had gotten for you behind him to create some element of surprise for you.

Though he would never admit it, even Bakugou’s strong ego couldn’t help the warm feeling in his chest whenever you smiled or shrieked in excitement. Ever since high school he swore he would never come to grips with the idea of love, who could ever love an asshole like himself?

He wasn’t sure if it was fate or some sort of god watching his back, but some all forgiving being placed you in his life, truly an angel from heaven.

You were unlike anyone he had ever met; so kind and gentle yet you didn’t let Bakugou or anyone else for that matter walk all over you, so fragile and radiant yet so fierce and powerful, you were the perfect embodiment of a miracle in Bakugou’s life

The ash blond hadn’t even noticed how lost in thought he was until his attention was brought to the sound of rugged grunts and pants.

“Stupid b..broken latter, I’m about to go into cardiac arrest then Katsuki will really kill me…”

Bakugou’s head whipped back to the source, a small grin forming at his lips at the familiar sound of your whining voice. Shuffling over to the sound, he waited for you two finally reach the top while looking down at you with an unimpressed face.

“You havin’ trouble climbing a latter (hero name)?” The ash blond taunted, enjoying the way your lips curved into a perfect pout before you let your back flop on the ground underneath your boyfriend’s legs.

Lifting one arm up, you laid the other one across your face dramatically as you sighed, “Can’t. Move. Legs. Muscles. Too. Sore.”

Bakugou’s smug expression turned to one of annoyance as you faked out your sob story, with a groan he bent down and scooped underneath your shoulders, lifting you to your feet effortlessly causing a squeak to escape your lips.

“Jeez there Hercules, don’t break my shoulders now!” You exclaimed as you spun around to him, blinking at him owlishly as he gave you a rather stern and serious expression.

“I make Hercules look like a twig.”

Raising a brow up to the ash blond you couldn’t help but burst into laughter, knowing he meant every word he said no matter how hilarious it sounded coming from his serious scrunched up face.

“There’s my cocky Katsuki, I missed you baby.” You said softly, placing a quick peck on his lips before wrapping your arms around his back.

Bakugou tensed up at the sudden feeling, but instantly melted into your embrace, his strong arms holding you close to him as he inhaled your familiar scent.

How you wished you could stay in his embrace forever, but there would be more time for that later, there was a more exciting matter on your mind.

“Sooo, I know I’m like late all the time but today I had a valid reason!” You exclaimed with a wide grin as you tugged out of Bakugou’s tight grasp, “I bought you your favorite spicy thai noodles!”

The ash blond hadn’t even noticed the box of noodles behind your back surprisingly, but sure enough he recognized the bright box decorated in colorful flames in your hands.

Letting out a quiet grumble of gratitude, Bakugou took the box out of her hands before dragging her over to the edge of the roof where his bag was.

“Don’t you think you outdid me shitty girl, I got your favorite udon soup,” Bakugou mumbled, shoving the take out bag in your hands before sitting down against a rusty air conditioning box, “And I got it for free because I’m fucking awesome.”

You smiled happily at the container of your favorite soup before looking down to your boyfriend with a deadpanned expression, “One of the perks of being famous babe, you remind me everyday.”

Bakugou’s eyes shifted up to your own as you sat down beside him, his eyes narrowing at the sound of you being unhappy.

“Who the fuck cares about being famous, you make all those shitty extras look like dog shit.”

Blinking over to the blond you smiled when you saw the concern hidden in his crimson eyes.

“Don’t worry Suki I was only teasing you, I don’t care about fame, I only care about the number one hero~” You purred, grinning as the ash blond began to move over expectantly for some sort of kiss. Instead you poked his cheek with one of your chopsticks “~the number one hero bringing me my favorite soba of course.”

Suddenly Bakugou’s eyes opened, his lips turning into a scowl as he shifted his head towards the other buildings, ignoring his girlfriend’s gaze as she bursted into laughter.

“Don’t be mad babe! I’m just teasing you my ticking time bomb, of course my only care in the world is not just the worlds number one hero…” You started with a small smile as your hand reached up to touch his bicep softly, “but my number one hero.”

The ash blond froze under your calm touch, your soft words melting his brain to mush as his cheeks began to flush a deep scarlet. Letting out a huff the ash blond looked away from you and started shoveling his noodles in his mouth.

“Just eat your shitty soup will you dumbass!”

Letting out a soft laugh that made Bakugou’s heart and soul feel as if he was on cloud nine, you decided to take his advice and dig into your soup before it got two cold.

The two of you sat like this for awhile in silence, basking in each others presence. While some find silence awkward, you two found it as a necessary factor to your relationship. It was a level of respect you both held for each other, the need to relax yet still have each other’s loving presence to calm the other partner down.

Once your soup began to run low, you scraped your chop sticks around the edge to get any extra noodles left before looking over to your boyfriend.

“So, what’d you do today Katsuki? Kiss any babies? Get trampled by fangirls?”

Bakugou let out a small chuckle, not being able to stop himself from laughing at your dorky humor, “Hell no I told my agent to cut that publicity shit out, today I just patrolled all day, had one hell of a fight but nothing I couldn’t handle.”

You let out a quiet hum of acknowledgement, nodding at his words. She knew eventually he would snap on his agent, she had an old fashioned way of thinking and only focused on Bakugou’s popularity polls rather than actual heroism.

“The fuck did you do today to get that nasty gash?” 

Suddenly your body froze halfway through you slurping the last noodle of your soup into your mouth. You knew how protective Bakugou tended to be, no matter how many times you proved yourself. It was clear he knew you could handle yourself, but that didn’t stop his protective boyfriend tendencies from coming up.

“G..Gash? I don’t know what your talking about Suki, you must be seeing things from exhaustion.” You said as casually as possible, wiping your mouth with the spare napkins before a shriek escaped your lips as the ash blond roughly lifted your ankle up causing the upper half of your body to slide to the ground.

“Try again (L/n), I have perfect fucking vision and I’m never exhausted,” Bakugou said smugly as he analyzed the bandages covered in red around your shin before his harsh eyes looked down to your own, “Now what the hell happened?”

Letting out a huff you lifted your body back up from your elbows and leaned your weight back against the air conditioner as you looked down sheepishly, “I was trying to save some kid from being smooshed under a crumbling building and a metal bar pierced my leg before I could run in time.”

The ash blond looked at you with suspicious eyes before looking back to your leg until he decided to finally drop your ankle back to the ground gently.

“You need to be fucking careful dumbass.”

Puffing your cheeks out you let out an annoyed huff, pointing an accusing finger to him, “You’re one to talk! Look at your entire body it’s always covered in scrapes and bruises!”

“True but I’m fucking hot so I’m allowed to be torn up.”

Bakugou couldn’t help the smirk that formed on his lips as you looked at him with your jaw dropped, clearly offended by his comment, your adorable reactions never ceased to make him laugh.

“That’s it… n..no more kisses for you all weekend!” You declared, sitting up straighter as if this master plan would put the number one hero in his place. 

“Oh yeah? No kisses huh?”

Biting your lip stubbornly you folded your arms across your hero suit, nodding confidently as you batted your head away from him and let out a sassy huff, “That’s right Suki, no kisses for you all weekend.”

Rolling his crimson eyes, Bakugou sat up from his spot against the air conditioner and scooped your waist in his arms, “Looks like that means I’ll have to shower your fucking ass in kisses then.”

(E/c) eyes widening you suddenly dragged yourself from his grasp, attempting to break from his firm grasp as he smothered your arms with sloppy kisses.

“K..Katsuki stop this instant!” You exclaimed, eventually falling onto your back as the ash blond caged himself above you, a deviant smirk on his expression before he placed purposely sloppy kisses anywhere he saw your perfect.

Your face instantly scrunched up as you bursted into giggles, attempting to protect yourself with your hands which he only kissed as well.

Bakugou paused from his kissing attack when he caught a glimpse of your form, the sight truly taking the breath out of him.

The way your (h/c) locks sprawled out around your face, your smooth (s/c) skin glowing in the moonlight… then finally you opened your eyes at the sudden pause in Bakugou’s actions, your (e/c) eyes leaving the ash blond at a loss for words.

Looking up to Bakugou with concerned eyes, not sure why he was staring at you so intently, you opened your mouth to speak before he spoke up first.

“Fuck you are so beautiful.”

A sharp blush arose to your cheeks, especially since you had nothing use to hide from his loving glare. Letting out a dazed laugh you brought your hand to his cheek, your thumb rubbing against his soft skin before smiling warmly.

“Not as beautiful as you Suki.”

The two of you stared at each other once more, your eyes doing most of the talking until Bakugou smashed his lips up against yours without second thought.

Most of the times Bakugou’s kisses held a certain passion and roughness to them, and while it certainly held every bit of passion Bakugou had, this time it had a certain tenderness to it. As if Bakugou wanted to take his time and show every bit of appreciation he usually never could for you.

Once the two of you pulled away you stared at each other once more for a moment, both of you sharing the same stargazed look in your eyes.

Smiling softly you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your face into the collarbone of his uniform, “I love you Katsuki.”

Normally when Bakugou heard that daunting four letter phrase, he would freeze up, unaware on how to act or what to feel; but now the ash blond had felt that those words could never be more true and absolutely to him.

You were his and he was yours.

A rare smile flashed across Bakugou’s lips as he buried your face in your (h/c) locks, placing a firm kiss on your head before closing his eyes.

“I love you too (F/n).”

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #FLUFF #MAJOR FLUFF #also dis is long #i can't stop myself #enjoy!

[bellatrixobsessed1]

I’ll Meet You At The Bottom (Part 24)

This one’s a bit of a shorter kind of filler chapter before things start to get more intense.

Azula was still dazed well into the afternoon after. Zuko remained at her bedside, keeping a quiet eye on her physical state. She was so tired and about to become more so.

She made Sokka a promise.

She made herself a promise.

She didn’t know which she should value more. It didn’t really matter though when she remembered that she left herself with no option to back down. The regret she had anticipated upon doing so, hit her in full. She tugged the covers over her head and groaned to herself. “Water?” Zuko offered. She reached an arm out from under the covers and waited for him to set the cup into her grasp. With the blankets still draped over her head, she sat up and downed the whole glass. Having swallowed it too fast she coughed. “Take it easy.” Zuko took the cup back.

 “Don’t tell me what to do.” She grumbled, flopping back onto the bed.

 “I miss cuddly Azula already.” Katara remarked.

 “What is that supposed to mean?” She asked

 “Don’t worry about it.” Zuko replied. Such words only escalated her concern.

 “What did I do last night?” She asked.

 “Well for starts, you wandered out of the place again.”

 “Wonderful.” She muttered, her voice brimming with sarcasm. “Just perfect. Where was Sokka?” She wracked her brain, knowing that he was with her as she took the tears. “Oh right, he was nagging me about taking the tears…” she trailed off.

 “And then?” Katara asked. Azula could see it in her eyes that this was an answer she’d been waiting to hear, probably since the night before.

 “I asked him what his problem was, he reminded me that I’m the one with the problem, delivered the worst sassy punchline I’ve ever heard, and left.”

 “He’s been in a pretty bad mood lately.” Katara noted.

 Zuko was more concerned with other matters. “What was the punchline?”

 “Something about being packed and having a nice trip. It was ridiculous.” To herself she had to admit that it had amused her slightly. “But yes, I would agree he’s been unbearably uptight.” Not that she was any better. At least not that morning. She didn’t feel up to conversation and was surprised she had made it so far into one. Only a few hours without her fix and she was already feeling dreadful. She danced between flashes of hot and cold and sometimes both at once. All of which were unpleasant in their own way. “Tell him to come in here.”

 “He might like it better if you were the one asking.” Katara suggested.

 Azula, deciding that a demonstration of just why that wouldn’t work would be more persuasive, got out of bed. It registered a hair too late that she ought to let go of the bedsheets. Pulled back by the weight of the mattress they were tucked under she tumbled to the floor in a tangle of limbs and blankets. A very successful demonstration she had to say. Painful, yes. Humiliating, even more so. But effective all the same. Grumbling to herself she unraveled her body from the sheets and clawed her way back onto the bed.

 “Alright, I’ll go get him.” Katara replied as she conjured up a few chunks of ice. She wrapped them in a towel and handed it to Zuko.

 Upon the waterbender’s exit, Zuko took his sister’s arm and held the ice to her elbow which was throbbing to compete with her head. It was probably the closest they’d come yet to doing something normal siblings would.

 .oOo.

 Sokka eyed the painting. Now that it was done, the lighting touched up and a few new shades added to her skin and robes, he thought of destroying it. Slashing it up came to mind but that seemed to permanent. He also thought of painting over it. That’s what he would do, he would add some truth to the painting, show her for who she really was…

 A light tapping on his door pulled him away from destroying his hard work. Quickly he hid the painting again. He greeted his visitor.

 “Azula asked me to tell you she wanted you.”

 “Oh, now she wants me?” Sokka asked.

 “Yes, she does.” Katara replied. “Like Aang said, she was just having a bad trip. She wasn’t mad at you.”

 “Then why isn’t she here?” He asked.

 “She uhh. Let’s just say she tried.” Katara smiled.

 Seeing the princess again stole the resentment out of him. From the looks of it she had dozed off. She lie on her side with her arms splayed out in front of her and a tangle of hair obscuring her eyes and upturned cheek. He found out she wasn’t quite as asleep as he had assumed upon accidently sitting on her foot. With the other she offered him a decent kick to the rear. “You have all of this bed space, you don’t have to sit on me.”

 “Sorry.” He winced.

 She waved it off and readjusted the position of her head on the pillow.

 “Want some alone time?” Zuko asked.

 “Please.” Sokka gave a weak smile.

 Zuko nodded and motioned for Katara to join him.

 “Sorry.” Sokka said again.

 “You sat on my foot, people have done me worse.”

 “About last night.” He elaborated. “Or, uh, last morning. I was…I’ve been angry lately.”

 “Yes, obviously. I thought that, that was my role.” She kept her eyes closed, he had a feeling she would for the duration of the conversation.

 His mood began to lift, if only a little. She didn’t seem furious at all. Even so he had to know, “I didn’t make you feel bad, did I?”

 “You didn’t make me feel anything I didn’t already.” She sighed. “Some would argue that I don’t feel at all anyways, so I guess it doesn’t really matter now does it?”

 “It does to me.” He replied. “Because you do have feelings.”

 “Yes, how do I get rid of them? I don’t want them.”

 He wished that he had the answer, if he did, his own would have been gone long ago. Maybe if he didn’t have feelings, he wouldn’t keep hurting the people he loved or causing them to hurt themselves. Lost in thought it took him a moment to realize that she was crying softly to herself.  His heart plummeted, “I was that awful, huh?”

 “I got rid of them, Sokka.”

 “Got rid of who?”

 She kicked him again, “the tears, you idiot!”

 Sokka smiled, “so why are you upset, that’s a good thing?” It seemed that she was doing better, and on her own too. He wanted to be wholly proud but instead he got a twinge of fear. Of hurt; she really didn’t need him anymore.

 “No.” She whispered. “No, now everything will just keep hurting.”

 Shoveling his inner fears away, he agreed, “maybe for a little while.” He paused, trying to come up with something else to say. “But once the pain goes away, you’ll be better off, won’t you?”

 Azula pulled the blankets up to her neck. “I don’t know what I’ll be.”

 .oOo.

 More than the process itself, Azula feared what she would become. The tears were practically a part of her these days. Without them, when all was said and done, who would she be? What would she have?  Her resentment, her power, her ambition…she had grown to lack most of herself. With the tears gone, she wondered if there would be anything left of her at all. She didn’t want to change, she didn’t want to be different. Especially when assessing what change had made her into presently. Yet she had found a painful and uncomfortable comfort zone in the tears and in her anger. And she was losing them both.

She was losing herself again.

 “Why are you angry?” She asked, wanting to take her thoughts away from herself. Sokka locked his lips together. “It’s my fault isn’t it?” She pressed, somehow, she found a sort of masochistic pleasure in blaming herself. It has become a habit as of late.  “You were fine before you started bothering with me.”

 “I already told you, I was having trouble before that. That’s why I was excited when I found inspiration painting…something new.”

 He may have mentioned something like that, but the reason he spoke seemed so long ago. She was probably high or drunk—or both when he had told her. Something about Suki, was it? It must have been, she thought. She brushed her fingers through her hair wincing when they snagged in a knot and at the pinch when she pulled them through, plucking a few strands of hair in the process. Something about Suki…but what? She tried to think it over, maybe he hadn’t elaborated at all. Her eyes were feeling heavy again. “You will tell me eventually.” She murmured. It relieved her to know that she wasn’t the source of his problems. It made her feel that much less burdensome. She latched onto it, trying to snatch at the confidence she was feeling a few days prior. The confidence that her fearful anticipation was taking away again.

 “Do you care about my problems?” Sokka asked.

 Azula thought for a moment. “I might,” she replied knowing very well that she did. He had put in so much effort to care for her, she couldn’t find it in herself to not return the favor. However hard she tried not to. She didn’t want to care, she wanted to go back hating Sokka. She was going soft. She wanted to go back to hating everyone, it was easier that way; less confusing. It made her less vulnerable. She supposed that, in her current condition, she was going to be vulnerable no matter what she did. She tapped her nails upon the mattress, she had too much to think about and wanted to dwell on none of it. She was asleep before she could even try.

Her dream was vivid but in waking she would never recall it. Not even whether it was pleasant or horrific.

 Such was the first twenty-four hours.

A deceitfully serene, almost asymptomatic, twenty-four hours.

The first Twenty-four hours of what would be the longest three months Azula had ever spent. Three months…

Two thousand, one hundred and ninety hours. And perhaps then some.

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