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[kimchikrust]

bkg slowburn partners to lovers excellence

fyi: aged up, drinking, not beta'd, deal w it

Cupid's Chokehold (3.7k)

"I'm falling in love with you."

It rolls off your tongue without a second thought, and you relish the relief of your confession. Katsuki can't control his surprise, and you can read his answer off his face, and for a brief moment, you regret making your move.

The sting of rejection is quickly numbed purely by willpower, and you laugh airily.

"You have a terrible poker face," you tease lightly. You steel yourself for the next part by deeply breathing through your teeth. "You aren't interested in me."

"It's not like that," Katsuki mumbles quietly, his ears turning pink. "I need to focus on my career. We both do."

"Gotcha," you whisper, looking off into space, head turned away from him. "No, you're right." You clear your throat and begin to wrap up your trash from your forgotten lunch.

Katsuki seems to want to stop you, but he's silent as he watches you step out of your seat and make a quick visit to the nearest trash bin.

"Look, we're good," you assure him as you prepare to end this shared meal. "Nothing's changed. We're partners."

Katsuki raises a brow at you, remaining in his seat. "Then how come you're leaving?"

You respond with a dry laugh, fighting down the pit in the back of your throat. "Give a girl a second to wallow, Bakugo," you huff. Shrugging, you awkwardly shift your weight back and forth between your stance. "At least I won't be so distracted during patrols anymore."

It's your weak attempt to lighten the mood. Although, it's hard to commit when trying to come to terms with your rejection. Unfortunately, Katsuki doesn't find it amusing, and his expression remains a combination of surprise and confusion.

"I won't be as weird tomorrow," you brush off sheepishly. "Get home safe." With a single nod, you turn to leave before anything can stop you.

You feel like you can breathe again once you shut your door and feel your car engine rumble to life. Before you can shift gears, a wave of embarrassment and shame washes over you, and you throw your head back against your seat.

Pressing your hands against your face, you let out a sound of anguish, feeling like a fool. Raking your fingers back through your hair, you sigh.

"You just can't shut up sometimes, can you?" Your voice is quiet as it disturbs the otherwise silence in your car. "Brush it off. You're not dying." You shake your head and quickly note where the alcohol in your apartment is for when you get home.

-

Katsuki doesn't notice anything different about your dynamic in the days following your confession. You make eye contact easily and banter with him like nothing has happened. You're civil and, for the most part, stay on task during patrol.

You're the perfect partner, and yet, Katsuki can sense something has shifted.

"You're late," he grumbles, glaring at you as you stride to your desk with a compostable coffee cup in your hands.

"Would you relax," you dismiss him with a flimsy wave of your hand. You drop your bag onto your chair and start peeling off your layers. "We don't start for another ten minutes. I'll be right back."

You disappear to change into your uniform, and Katsuki takes this opportunity to invade your privacy.

"You don't drink coffee," he states skeptically after bringing your cup up to his nose and taking a whiff. The stench from the coffee is strong but not enough to cover up the scent of your lipstick coating the mouthpiece. He didn't even realize you wore makeup.

"Hey, don't drink my drink," you chastise as soon as you return, adjusting the sleeves of your uniform.

"You don't even like coffee," he accuses, setting your cup back on your desk. You respond with an incredulous laugh.

"No, you don't like coffee," you correct him. "I'm perfectly happy drinking coffee."

"Why would you need to drink it anyways? Didn't you get enough sleep?" Katsuki's glare softens as he gives you a quick scan, picking up the exhaustion clouding your eyes and the tentative way you handle your stationery. "Did you at least eat something? I don't need you passing out on me during a fight."

"You almost sound worried," you say with a dry tone, covering it up with a hollow chuckle. "Where's the trust, man?"

"There is none," Katsuki bites back quickly, but the humored glint in your eyes relieves him. "Are you almost ready to head out?"

"Can we ever just start when our shift starts?" You groan with a roll of your eyes as you return your stationery to their respective spots on your desk.

"Being on time is being late," Katsuki reminds you of what feels like the millionth time since he's met you.

He can hear you poorly imitate him behind his back, but when he turns to glare at you, you're inspecting your nails and obviously feigning innocence.

It's all too normal for his liking, and he's unsure why. He should feel grateful that you're not awkward after your confession and that you've moved past it and carried on your professionalism, but he's not. Not entirely, at least.

A little part of him can't stop hearing your confession.

"I'm falling in love with you."

Every time he meets your eyes, there's a brief pause, and Katsuki can't tell if it's imagination. You glow whenever you smile, even if it's not directed at him, and he can't look away from you.

You still grab lunch with him after your shifts, although now there's a thin blanket of tension veiling your conversations. And, outside of work, there's no contact from you.

Katsuki misses the days when you'd message him in the morning before your shifts, asking if he wanted anything from the shop that you stopped by for quick meals. He'd never take you up on your offer, but now he'll see you walk in with a to-go cup and wonder if you forgot to text him. He knows the truth, though.

You're trying to get over him. He can see right through your efforts, no matter how subtle you're trying to be. Katsuki notices the way you freeze up whenever he brushes his hand against your arm or grabs at you to check for injuries.

Every time, without fail, you'll clear your throat and yank yourself away from him, avoiding his accusing glare.

"I'm fine," you grit out, holding your arm that's obviously in pain. "I'll be good. Thanks."

Just let me take care of you, Katsuki will think bitterly to himself, watching you stagger away and doing nothing about it. You never used to be this difficult when he was just trying to do his job.

You'd argue that caring for you wasn't part of the job, and he'd find every fiber of him disagreeing with you.

"What are you doing this Friday?"

You're obviously surprised once you comprehend what Katsuki is asking towards the end of your patrol. You look flustered and waging an internal battle in your head.

"My idiot friends are having their monthly get-together," Katsuki explains, uncharacteristically mumbling. "They asked if you wanted to join."

"What?" You laugh, amusement washing away your nerves. "You're inviting me? What are they holding over you to do this?"

Katsuki glares at you, irritated that you guessed correctly. Mina threatened him to invite you, otherwise, she'd show up unannounced at the agency and introduce herself.

Normally, he'd go unphased by her threats, but ever since your confession, Katsuki's felt a shred of anguish that you'll disappear one day.

Even if he couldn't give you the relationship you hoped for, he wanted to provide for you somehow. And, if he had to expose you to his personal life a little more, then he was okay with that. As long as it meant you'd stay with him.

"They threatened to ambush us during a patrol if I didn't."

You fail to stifle your laugh, and Katsuki hopes to elicit more of that from you.

"I appreciate the offer," you eventually answer, and Katsuki feels elated at your initial positivity. It quickly dissipates when you reject his invitation. "I have plans this Friday, actually. For once." You laugh at your deprecating allusion, but Katsuki maintains his aloof expression.

"Suddenly, you're too good for my friends?" It was meant to be a joke, but his abrasive tone reveals his vulnerable ego.

You visibly hesitate to respond, and Katsuki wonders what you're fighting yourself on. What are you holding back from him?

"I have plans already," you repeat with more force, finalizing your explanation, and Katsuki feels irritation bubbling in his stomach.

You didn't make plans that required you to leave your apartment often – Katsuki knew this. You lived with your best friend, so most of your time outside of work was spent at home. Whenever you managed to come across real plans that involved wearing nicer clothes than sweatpants, you'd normally chat Katsuki's ear off about your anticipation.

"Do you have a date?" He blurts his question out before he can comprehend the thought, and he can feel the tips of his ears get warm with embarrassment.

You can't fight back the surprise from reaching your face, and Katsuki knows the answer before you nod.

You laugh sheepishly at getting caught, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear – a nervous habit Katsuki has caught on to after two years of working with you.

"Yeah, I do," you murmur, looking everywhere but at him. "My roommate set it up with her boyfriend's friend."

How come you didn't tell me, he wants to ask, but he already knows. "Is he nice?"

"Yeah, he's..." He watches your eyes glaze over as you get stuck in your head before clearing your throat. "He's nice. Why?"

Katsuki shrugs, feigning indifference. Inside, he's frustrated, but he knows he shouldn't be.

You're his partner. His work partner.

As long as this random head that's taking you out doesn't distract you during your patrols – when you're with him – then he can't shouldn't complain.

"Will you tell me how it goes?" His question is quiet because he's embarrassed to ask, but he wants to know. He knows not knowing will bother him, and he can't explain to himself why.

"Um, sure," you hesitate to answer, almost questioning yourself.

You keep details of your date private from him after Friday comes and goes. The curiosity eats at Katsuki whenever he catches you glancing at your phone or smiling at yourself at your desk, but he keeps it to himself.

-

Your shift today was harder than usual. A few minor misdemeanors followed up with a villain attack.

You could tell that Katsuki was frustrated throughout the whole time, keeping quiet and growling to himself more often than usual.

After, when you were packing up your things to leave for the day, you noticed Katsuki sitting at his desk with his head hanging low. His arms are relaxed against the chair handles and you think he looks defeated as people walk past him without a glance.

"Trying to get food?" You pipe up, sliding past him to lean back against his desk. You keep your demeanor light, resting your hands against the surface and keeping your chin up. "I'm starving."

"You head out without me," he mumbles, flicking his hand.

"Nah," you hum, smiling at him with encouragement. "Come eat with me."

"Wouldn't that make your boyfriend uncomfortable?"

Boyfriend? You frown at your partner, tilting your head with a curious look.

"My nonexistent boyfriend would probably be more concerned with my obnoxious partner giving me attitude when I'm hungry."

Katsuki finally looks up at you, and you widen your eyes in exaggeration.

"Oh my god, finally," you rasp, holding your hand against your chest. "I was planning on getting you a vest for your birthday to help you with your posture."

"You don't even know when my birthday is," he answers with a sneer, but it doesn't phase you.

"Of course I know when your birthday is, Bakugo," you tell him. "Now, can we please go eat?" You bounce off of his desk and pat his bare shoulder, shortly relishing the satisfying warmth that emits from his body.

Katsuki catches you by surprise when he holds your hand against his arm, squeezing gently.

"Are you okay?" You ask him, knowing what his answer will be but hoping for a rare moment of vulnerability.

"Just tired," he mumbles, not looking at you. You smile softly, understanding where his exhaustion might be coming from, and use your other hand to pat his spiky head.

"You're working hard," you remind him with sympathy. "You did a good job today."

Katsuki doesn't say anything, just responds with a nod.

You start to pull away, but he holds you in place for another moment. Your heart stutters in your chest, and you're hit with a familiar wave of infatuation that you've been desperate to avoid.

"We did a good job today," he finally says. "We're partners."

"I know, Bakugo." As badly as I want to be more, we're just partners. "You're not getting rid of me, unfortunately."

You're forced to yank your hand out of his, avoiding his glare when he turns back to look at you.

"Let's head out already," you plead, creating some distance between you before checking back to see if he's following you.

You can't fight back your smile when you find him out of his seat and pacing over to you.

-

Katsuki hates seeing you in Mina's apartment. It's like his worlds are colliding, and he's still not mentally prepared after a week.

He's grateful you let him pick you up and take you instead of finding your way there. He's also quietly pleased that you're glued to his side because you don't know any of his friends.

"I hope your friend likes this wine," you nervously babble in his ear, and it makes his skin vibrate with how close you are. "How do you not know what alcohol your friends like?"

"Cause I don't care," he bites back, arms crossed over his chest and sending you his normal glare. "And you shouldn't either. Not like they're your friends."

That was obviously not the right thing to say, and Katsuki immediately regrets it when he watches your expression fall.

"Then, why did you invite me?" You sound frustrated and lean away from him slightly. "What am I doing here?"

"Saving me from a night of nuisances."

Katsuki thinks he hears you mumble "Typically," but doesn't respond because Mina and Eijiro approach.

"Hey, Bakubro," Eijiro greets with a wide smile, clapping a hand against Katsuki's arm. "And hello to you too!"

You give them your name with a polite smile and present Mina with your gift. Katsuki has to fight the urge to put his arm around you – to protect you from his friend.

"I didn't know what to bring, but I hope you like this wine."

Mina squeals in delight, taking the bottle from your hands and inspecting it before throwing herself at you. Katsuki's skin prickles at the sight.

"I love wine!" She cries with glee. "You're so considerate! Bakugo never brings me anything."

"When do you ever bring me anything?"

"When do you invite me over?"

The glare Katsuki sends Mina is fatal, but she's unbothered, much to your apparent satisfaction.

"Let's open this right now!" Mina drags you away by the arm, and your panicked expression is enough to bring a soft smile to Katsuki's lips.

"So, she's the partner?" Eijiro takes your spot next to Katsuki and nudges his arm. "Think she's into you?"

The question makes Katsuki scoff, sending his friend a silencing look.

"She is? How'd you find out?"

"She told me," he answers gruffly. "Over a month ago."

Eijiro's eyes almost bug out of his head with how surprised he is.

"Why didn't you say anything? That's awesome, dude."

"Why would that be awesome?"

"Because it's obvious you're into her too?" Eijiro's brows furrow as he looks at Katsuki, who feels a burning fire in his chest light up.

"Excuse me?"

Eijiro sighs, scratching the dark scruff under his jaw. "Come on, man."

"What?"

"You invited her to Mina's shindig," Eijiro points out. "You've been her partner for, what? A few years now, and you're finally bringing her around to meet us?" Katsuki just glares at him.

"Maybe you should mind your business," he tells his friend.

"You're defensive because you know I'm making a good point."

"When have you ever made a good point?"

Eijiro feigns offense when he puckers his bottom lip out in a pout. "I've been known to have good insight occasionally."

"This isn't one of those occasions." Katsuki notices you reappear from the kitchen with Mina, carrying four glasses of wine between you. He clears his throat obnoxiously, successfully silencing Eijiro with a look this time around.

"Hey, here's a glass," you tell him, handing him one from your hand. Katsuki takes it but isn't sure what to do with it.

"I didn't ask for this," he mentions as Mina hands Eijiro his glass.

"He means, 'thank you'," Eijiro answers for him.

"You don't speak for me," Katsuki barks, but your soft laughter kills his irritation.

"Don't worry, I know how he works," you tell his friends as you sip your drink. "He's actually holding my second glass for me."

Mina giggles at your statement, but the smile on your lips tells Katsuki that you aren't joking.

A short while later, after Mina moves on to her other guests and Katsuki has resituated you and him on the couch, you swap glasses with him.

You're invested in a conversation with Sero, angled away from Katsuki, but your legs are curled under you, and the fabric of your socks flick against his legs.

"I'll be back," he mumbles as he rises to his feet, empty wine glass in hand.

He finds himself in Mina's kitchen, a few guests lingering around and chatting. He comes across the wine you brought, empty in an ocean of half-drunk bottles.

Before returning to the couch, he refills your first glass with another wine he finds himself hoping you'll like. You're alone and on your phone by the time he comes back.

"Decide to join in on the fun?" You ask with a beaming smile once you realize he's returned. Katsuki finds himself pleased at the sight of you dropping your phone into your lap without hesitation as he falls into the cushion next to you.

"For you," he says plainly. "For when you finish that glass."

You frown at him playfully, taking another swig from his original glass. "You trying to get me drunk?"

"God, no," he exasperates. "Wanna make sure you're having a good time."

"Good call filling up another glass then," you laugh.

I know how you work too, he finds himself thinking.

"I am having a good time, though," you confess, resting your hand on his leg and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Thank you for inviting me. I like your friends."

"I think they like you more than they like me."

"Everybody likes me more than they like you. That's how our dynamic works."

Our dynamic. Everything you tell him comes out more meaningful than he assumes you intend. Katsuki doesn't know when that started to happen.

He cherishes the dynamic between you, and for the first time, he's worried that it's in jeopardy. That it's been strained since you confessed to him, and, right now, he's on borrowed time with you.

"Thank you," he tells you. "For coming. You didn't have to."

"I did, though, " you correct him. "Mina tells me she would have shown up unannounced at the agency if you kept me from her any longer."

"Well, she's an idiot."

You give him a knowing smile, leaning against his arm. "Then, you're an idiot by association."

"Shut the hell up."

Your gentle laughter is muffled by the wine glass against your lips. You finish your drink in a single sip and immediately hold the emptied glass to Katsuki. He wordlessly switches your glasses.

He watches intently as you take an experimental sip from the wine he chose for you, and the satisfied hum you release tells him you approve of his choice.

"This is really good. Nice choice," you tell him, holding it out for him. "Did you try it?"

"I'm driving us, remember?" He glares at you for your ridiculous question, but you roll your eyes.

"It's a sip, Katsu-" You stop yourself midway, and Katsuki notices the flush in your cheeks, but not without actively searching for it. "it's just a sip, okay? Try it."

You're shoving the rim of the glass to his lips before he can call you out on your mistake. He reluctantly takes a little sip and his face twists in disgust.

"I don't like wine," he tells you, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand after you spill some against his face.

"Well, that's a shame," you sigh dejectedly, throwing back the remaining wine with a few swigs. Even Katsuki knows wine isn't chugging alcohol. "I'm gonna run to the bathroom."

And when you return a few minutes later, Katsuki notices you curl up in your seat a little further from him.

an: wrote this for @/sarahlovesseb ♡

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[kajinovaa]

they are.. ✨️flirting✨️

long story short, they're in a poly with Deku/my bestie's sona, terribly gay/sapphic with their counterparts, tends to bring up tension when mentions of em are used as weapons of war.. A LOT of tension

bUT AT LEAST THEY'RE INTERACTING WITH EACH OTHER NOW. day 1 was silent glares and scowls, death threats, teeth and fangs bared, this is like day 267. he just loves poking his hand through her cage bars man...

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[azzo0]

The following is a snippet from Always.

Summary: Bakugo wants to kiss the gloss off her lips.

Bakugo woke up extra early that morning since he had to get his gauntlets repaired and wanted them back by evening. He held one of his gauntlets under his arm, making his way to the support department to ask Power Loader to fix his gauntlets. Another reason why he came to school early was to study in peace. Tutoring his friends made him want to rip out his hair with how stupid they could be sometimes.

Unknown to him, a certain silver-eyed girl had the same plans. Sort of. Yoshiko sat on her usual seat in the empty classroom, math textbook and notebook opened in front of her. She arrived at class early to avoid running into Shinsou. She wasn't sure she wanted to bother looking at him just yet. And then there was Bakugo.

She couldn't get the way he gently held her out of her mind. Just thinking about it made her insides a mush again. She rarely cried in front of anyone. She refused to let her tears out. But when Bakugo suddenly pulled her into him, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore. He was so comforting.

She started daydreaming about his handsome face again, his maroon eyes, fluffy and spiky hair, and his delicate touch that wiped her eyes. Yoshiko grumbled to herself when she realised she'd begun daydreaming instead of focusing on the books in front of her, willing her heart to calm down.

He's so stupid. She aggressively jotted down formulas. Who does he think he is, making my heart race like that. Not that I'll let it happen again. He can't keep making me feel like that.

Yoshiko had moved on from thoughts of Bakugo and finally focused on her work, going along with the flow of the study session. That's until the boy she was daydreaming about a few seconds ago decided to show up. She felt the desk behind her shift and glanced back to see Bakugo. She gave him a blank look, expressions neutral.

"We havin' a staring challenge now?" Bakugo grimaced, annoyed when she simply stared and said nothing.

"Why are you here so early?"

"Had to get my gauntlet repaired." Bakugo huffed, taking out his math textbook from the bag.

"You're going to study math? I'm doing that too. Maybe we can study together." She said, getting up and turning her chair so it faced his desk.

"Nice try, I 'aint tutoring ya."

"I don't need tutoring." She scoffed, putting her notebook on his desk. Bakugo looked up from the pages he was flipping, taking a quick glance at her face. She looks pretty. She had her hair in two dutch braids, lazily sitting on her chest. He couldn't help but admire how the braid shifted from black to white. Then his eyes lingered on her clear-gloss-coated lips. Oh, God, that shine made him want to devour her lips.

"So, what chapter are you doing?" Yoshiko asked.

"Huh?"

"What chapter are you going to do? Or should I say it in English?" Bakugo rolled his eyes at her sassy attitude.

"Watch your mouth. I'm gonna do the third chapter." Bakugo skipped over to the topic exercise when an idea popped up in his head. "Oi. Let's do this exercise and see who gets the most answers right."

"And what does the winner get." She asked, clicking her pen.

"Free lunch from the loser, which, by the way, is you."

"Uno reverse, bitch. Bring it on."

"Heh."

They two fell into silence, solving the math exercise, doubling-checking every answer twice to make sure they got it right. Yoshiko liked the idea of studying with a challenge. It riled ber up. She also knew Bakugo was the only one with whom she could study like this. Because he, too, like her, had a love for challenges.

Bakugo looked up from his notebook when he heard Yoshiko crack her knuckles, biting her lip, eyes focused on her notebook. He held his pen in his fist, almost crushing it. Why did she have to wear gloss? It was distracting him.

"Why the fuck do you wear that?"

"Wear what?" Yoshiko frowned.

"Gloss." He stated.

"Because I don't want crusty lips like you?" She mocked with a mischievous grin.

"My lips aren't crusty, fuck you."

"Dudeski, the gloss is on my lips, not yours. Why does it bother you?"

"That's exactly why it fucking bothers me. Because it's on your lips." Bakugo said, locking his eyes with hers.

"Uhuh? If you want lipgloss like mine, just say so. I'll buy you one." Yoshiko said, unsure where the conversation was going. Bakugo smirked, leaning forward. Yoshiko was taken aback by this sudden movement.

"Oh, no." He said his voice husky, his nose inches apart from hers. "That's not how I want your lipgloss on my lips."

Yoshiko stared into his eyes in confusion. If he did not want her to buy him the same gloss as she wore, how else was he expecting to get the gloss she used on his lips? Realisation dawned on Yoshiko, and her lips parted in surprise. Did he mean he wanted her gloss on his lips by kissing her?! Was she looking too deep into things, and he actually meant that Yoshiko did not have to buy him a new one and just lend him the one she had in her bag right now?!

Yoshiko's cheeks flushed seven colours of red, her heart soaring up in the skies, but she did not break eye contact. Just when she said she wouldn't let herself feel this way again, he had to go and pull something flirty. Since when did he get so flirtatious? He wasn't like that when we first met, it's so unfair! He wants to tease me? Fine.

Bakugo was going to ask her if the cat got her tongue when, to his surprise, she tilted her head and leaned towards him, their noses now touching. "If you want my gloss by kissing it off me, be my guest, Bakugo Katsuki."

WHAT?! Bakugo internally screamed.

With how close they were now, Yoshiko almost wanted him to kiss her. She felt like her senses were clouded just from being this close to Bakugo as if he were some sort of drug she hadn't tried yet. Flinging her desire to kiss him aside, she continued to fluster him.

"Awh, what's wrong, Katsuki. Scared?" She leaned further into him, their lips dangerously close now. One wrong move, and they'd practically be kissing.

Bakugo didn't bother responding. Not when she was this close. His eyes were half-lidded, ready to push his lips onto hers when he heard the door sliding open.

Yoshiko and Bakugo pulled back at the speed of light and grabbed a book, each covering their faces with it, pretending to study while both flared bright red.

"Oh, hey! Didn't think you two would arrive to class on time." Sero chirped, walking up to the two.

"Mm, yeah." Yoshiko gave out a small response.

"Yes." Bakugo responded.

"You two are acting weird..." Sero said, shocked by how calm the two were. He caught how Bakugo was staring at a blank page, and Yoshiko was holding her math book upside down. "So... are you guys studying?"

"Mhm."

"Yes."

Sero noticed how both of them had red cheeks. He bit the inside of his cheek and looked back and forth between the two, letting out a gasp. "Did I interrupt something?"

"No. Fuck off!" The two yelled in unison.

"So I did walk in on something!" Sero exclaimed, slinging an arm around Bakugo. "Is our Bakugo finally growing up?"

"I will choke you with your own tape." Bakugo threatened.

"Since Bakugo refuses to let me in, mind telling me, Akimitsu?"

"I will help Katsuki choke you with your own tape."

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[hxyleswritesthings]

Dynamight's Omega (Part 2 ish)

Author's note: This is just a fluffy piece about the first time BB nests at Bakugou's apartment. It's a very emotional time for the both of them, and I am just obsessed with him being so sweet for her :')

The first time that BB nests at Bakugou’s apartment is a big deal for the both of them. They’ve reached a point in their relationship where they’re starting to spend a few nights a week together. The relationship is getting much more intimate between them as they learn more about each other and explore a more domestic side to their dynamic.

 BB shows up to Bakugou’s apartment with her things, and he can’t help but notice she’s carrying an extra bag as he lets her in. She toes off her shoes before pulling him in for a kiss, his hands landing on her waist as she wraps her arms around his neck. The kiss is unhurried, the two of them happy to be in each other’s presence again. He tugs on her bottom lip playfully, canines poking her before he’s pulling back and she’s resting her head on his chest as they hold each other close. They pull away after a few minutes, only after he steals a few more kisses from her. 

Red dusts her cheeks as her eyes take in the bags still on the floor, noting that Katsuki was staring at them as well. “I, um, brought a little extra with me so that I could..uh…” Her voice is tiny as she looks up at the blonde alpha in front of her. He’s watching her intently, hands rubbing up and down her sides to encourage her to speak. “I mean-is it okay if I nest in your room?” The words are quiet, and Bakugou finds his brain shutting down at the question. 

Never in his 20-something years had he imagined an omega would feel comfortable enough, safe enough, to nest in his home. His personality has always been a bit on the harsher side, and although he does soften up for omegas, he’s always found that his general demeanor scares them off. He’s had a few flings in the past, but none of those ever turned into anything serious. Of course, he dreamed of courting and mating an omega, but he never believed it would actually come true for him. He always figured he would remain too intimidating for a proper omega, and the thought hurt him. As an alpha, he’s always had the strong urge to protect and care for a mate and to sire pups one day. No one had made him feel quite like the girl in front of him, and he highly doubted no other omega had ever looked at him with so much love in their eyes. He knew she had a rough past, yet she looked at every part of him and never showed an ounce of fear.

“Katsuki?” Her voice draws him out of his head and it’s only now that he realizes her small hands on his arms, “Where’d you go?” 

He finally snaps out of it, swallowing the lump in his throat. “I-um-..you know, I-” He takes a few breaths to steady himself and calm his racing heart before he’s speaking again. “Of course you can, take whatever you need, okay?” 

His omega grins, standing up on her toes to plant an excited kiss to his lips before she’s pulling away and grabbing her bags. “I’ll be gone for a while, please knock if you need anything.” She’s gone within seconds, shooting the words over her shoulder as she hurries to the bedroom. 

Bakugou watches her leave, telling her to take all the time she needs before he’s all but running to grab a beer in an attempt to calm his nerves. He’s overrun with so many emotions he goes as far as to text Kirishima just to get it out of his system.  He doesn’t know what to do with himself. His girl is nesting. In his apartment. In his bed. His alpha is so proud that his girl wants to share this experience with him, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t freaking out just a little bit.

Meanwhile BB shuts the bedroom door behind her, setting out the stuff she had packed from her apartment as well as rummaging through Bakugou’s bedroom. She pulls some of his clothes out from their storage, as well as a spare blanket that held his scent. She lays everything out in front of her and fully loses herself to her omega as she gets to work. 

She comes out after a good hour and a half of work, making sure everything was to her liking one last time before deciding it was final. She pads out to the living room, finding Bakugou out on the balcony, phone to his ear and his second beer in his opposite hand. He hangs up without warning the second he hears the sliding door, setting the bottle down and turning towards his girl. “Find everything you need?” 

She nods, grinning up at him. “More than enough. Thank you, Kats.”

“Course, you let me know if you ever need anything else, alright? I’ll get you whatever you need.” 

She’s quiet for a beat, reaching for his hand and stepping closer. “Would you like to come see my nest, alpha?”

It’s Bakugou’s turn to nod before he’s following her into his bedroom, her small hand never leaving his. He finds himself nearly choking up as he stands at the foot of the bed, taking in the sight of her nest. His chest feels tight as he inhales the perfect combination of their scents and he notices that she made it big enough to accommodate his larger frame. She drops his hand and kisses his cheek briefly before climbing up on the bed and gesturing for him to join her. 

He clears his throat, “Omega, may I enter your nest?” Even if her intentions in wanting him there were perfectly fucking clear, he still wanted to use his manners. He’s been in her nest at her apartment plenty of times, but this was new territory for the both of them. This was the first time she had made a nest that was meant to be for the both of them. 

BB is grinning like a fool as she sits in his bed. “Yes, Alpha.” The second the words leave her mouth, Bakugou’s stripping down to his boxers, knowing she prefers skin to skin contact with him, before he’s climbing in and pulling her against him.

She chirps happily as he kisses up her neck before his lips are on hers and she’s sighing into his mouth. To her, Katsuki is passionate and loving and everything she could ever want in an alpha. He makes her feel protected while also trusting her to take care of herself. She’s soon pulling back from him, giggling at the growl he emits from the loss of contact. 

“Do you approve of my nest, alpha?” She speaks it gently, albeit a little nervous still. 

“It’s perfect, you did perfect.” His voice is raspy with emotion, praises for his girl tumbling past his lips as he tugs her to lay on top of him. “Such a good omega, making such a pretty nest for her alpha. Keeping her alpha comfortable.” He rubs her back as they lay, nosing at her scent glands, his second gender taking over the forefront of his mind. “Take such good care of alpha, make him happy. Perfect omega.” His canines ache to be sinking into her neck, wanting to keep this girl all for himself. He indulges himself just a bit as he grazes them against her neck and BB is an absolute mess at the praise, her omega making her bare her neck to him in submission. It was a big deal for her to submit to an alpha so willingly. This is the first time she’s ever allowed herself to get this close to one. Growing up, she didn’t have the most stable home life, and she witnessed her own dam get put into too many dangerous situations. As an adult, BB wasn’t quite as scared, but she remained very cautious. Although her omega always begged to be mated, she was in no rush to commit herself to someone and run the risk of being controlled.

With Katsuki, things were different. She found herself shy around him at times, unsure of how he’ll respond to certain things. However, the man has never made her feel anything but safe and supported. He was always reminding her that she had a choice in how things progressed between the two of them, and that should she need anything, to give him a call. She didn’t take him up on that until one late night she had gotten off work and noticed some men that had been outside the shop for a while. She had been keeping an eye on them, and for some reason, it set alarm bells off in her head.  She decided to listen to her instincts and dialed his number. Katsuki had just gotten back from a quick mission, and he didn’t even bother to shower before heading straight to her, telling her to keep him on the phone if she was uncomfortable. He showed up in record time, palms smoking from flying over and his hero suit still covered in grime from the day. He waved at her through the glass door and stood guard as she came out, locking everything up before he walked her home. He took her up to her apartment and left her with a quick forehead kiss and a promise to be safe on his way home. 

There was one particular thing about Katsuki that she loved. It was that he never expected anything of her. He was only willing to take what she was willing to give and he never once put pressure on her to be a certain way or give anything up for him.

Bakugou groans at the sight of his girl submitting to him, teasing her a bit as he allows the sharp points to drag up her neck, a shiver running down her spine. He pulls away quickly before his alpha brain gets carried away and he ends up prematurely marking her. His girl just whines a bit when he pulls back, moving to tuck her head at the point between his neck and shoulder. 

“Careful, Omega. As pretty of a sight you are like this, my alpha is screaming at me to bite you.” He’s growling halfheartedly through the words. The girl giggles, ignoring the heat that suddenly pricks at her skin from the thought. The two of them were fully content on taking their relationship slow, no rush to mark each other. She’s been having to remind herself of that fact a lot more lately. Katsuki was always so strong and confident in himself, and he was confident in her and their relationship. Unlike other alphas she had been around, he never made her question whether he cared for her or not. Throughout her relationship he had showered her in so much love, and made her a priority. Better yet, he was always telling her that he didn’t want an omega that was going to see her alpha as the end all be all. He’s there to support his mate in their goals and self-growth just as much as they are to support his. He doesn’t expect his omega to give up anything to be with him. He had also expressed to her (during their first argument) that he wants an omega that isn’t afraid to bite back at him. If he’s stepping out of line, he needs his omega to feel comfortable expressing that, to tell him to his face when he needs to tone it down or do something differently. She can’t believe how lucky she is to have this wonderful bond with such a great person. In this cruel world, there are far too many alphas that feel they hold some sort of power over omegas, and they happily abuse it. There was something about Katsuki wanting her to be strong on her own that had her absolutely weak at the knees. If he were to ask her to fully submit to him, she’d do it without a second thought. 

The pair are quiet for a few minutes, listening to each other’s steady breathing before she’s pressing kisses to his skin wherever she can reach and nuzzling further into him. “Kay, alpha. Let’s nap now, making our nest was hard work and I’m pooped.” 

Bakugou is grinning like an idiot at his girl, shifting to pull the blanket over the bother of them and making sure to hold her close as they doze off together.

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[magicalgirlmanda]

Happy Belated Valentine's Day!

Featuring Bakugo x OC (Amy) or S/O, This can apply to anybody~. This pose is inspired by Mark Wahlberg's movie Fear (1999), one of the first movies about a guy yandere <3

Bakugo is not only possessive, he is also territorial. Once he gets with you, he is both protective and easily jealous. It's not that he doesn't trust you, it's the other losers who think they can even look your way. This guy is kind of obsessed with you, but he can be the sweetest in his own gruff, aggressive way.

He holds you close into his chest, putting the covers over your shoulders when it's time for bed so that way you don't get cold. He always want you to be comfortable and warm, but he especially wants to engulf you in his warmth. He wants your smell, and he wants you to smell like him too so that way, nobody can even think about trying to get close to you. You're his, together forever.

My Insta: Here

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[slayfics]

OMG.. This is it..

My first ever request to you..

Y/n x Katsuki

It's a battle between Y/N vs. Katsuki, where Y/n won the fight and probably his heart.. And since then he always challenge her for a duel subtly wanting to spend time with her..

I hope this is okay.. Thank yoooou 💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙❤️💙

Katsuki and Kansatoki spar.

Kansatoki Hikari hero name Persuasion. Her quirk is the ability to sense others emotions and change them when making contact. She fights with a whip in order to get others close to her so she’s better able to touch and influence them.

Authors note: I usually do these at the end of my fics- however, I have a huge complex about this so I’m going to say this upfront. Sapphire requested this fic and after discussing with her about writing around what quirk the reader should have she encouraged me to write it with my OC instead. I’ve never written an OC into a story so I’m extremely excited and nervous to post this. I also still feel incredibly selfish for writing my OC instead of making this a self insert 🫣. I hope you enjoy the debut of Persuasion non the less~

Today's training exercises were to be just a simple spar between classmates. It had been a while since the class spared each other since first starting at UA. Everyone had made improvements since the start of the year. Some made major improvements in working on their special moves, while others made adjustments to their costumes or even added support items.

The class anxiously waited to hear who the first sparring match was going to be. Finally, Aizawa announced the spars were to be randomly paired and announced the first two classmates.

"Persuasion and Bakugo you will be the first spar. Everyone make your way to change into your hero costumes and meet at the gym," he announced.

The class began to shuffle, grabbing their costumes and leaving for the locker room to change.

"Hey, Hikari!" Mina exclaimed, catching up to her friend. "Are you nervous?" She asked.

"Nervous?" Kansatoki asked.

"Yeah! To spar with Bakugo. Everyone usually gets pretty messed up after going against him," She laughed.

"Oh- No he doesn't scare me. Besides I have some new stuff I've been training with so I'm excited to try it out." Kansatoki replied.

"Ooo really? I can't wait to see! I'll be rooting for you," Mina smiled.

"Thanks," Kansatoki smiled in return as the girls headed off to change.

The students slowly gathered in the gym and waited for the training to start. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood and excited to spar again with classmates except for Katsuki who impatiently waited for Kansatoki.

"It shouldn't take her so damn long to get into a hero costume," Katsuki grunted.

"Aw come on Bakugo, we're in no rush. Besides, I remember she said something about asking for a new costume. Probably takes some extra time getting used to," Eijiro said, trying to calm Katsuki.

"It still shouldn't take so damn long," Katsuki grumbled.

Eijiro laughed off his friend's irritation, "I get it, I'm anxious to start training too man. I'm actually excited to see her costume, she asked for pictures of my costume to use as a reference," Kirishima said.

"Hu- you sure about that?" Katsuki asked with a subtle pink tint arising on his face as he looked past Eijiro.

"Well okay, just pictures of my sleeves to use as a reference but yeah why?" Eijiro added.

"Because that costume doesn't look anything like yours," he said, motioning towards Kansatoki who had finally shown up to the gym.

Eijiro turned around to find Kansatoki and quickly turned back around after he did. Kansatoki's new costume was far more revealing than her previous one, almost to the same extent as Momo's.

"Oh-" Eijiro exclaimed, his face also tinted with a pink blush. "No, I suppose it doesn't. I guess it makes sense though, being that she has to touch someone to use her quirk."

Aizawa called for the class to get in order so the matches could begin.

"Good luck man, and don't be too rough on her, ok? Remember she's our friend." Eijiro said before he made his way with the rest of the class to watch.

"Whatever," Katsuki said as he left for the sparring area in the gym.

Kansatoki was waiting on one edge of the arena with a determined look on her face.

"You really think that new costume is going to help you? I don't care how much skin you show, you're still not going to be able to touch me," Katsuki called out.

"Well see about that. I've got a new support item too. I've got to say I'm kind of excited you're the first one I get to use it on," She grinned.

Katsuki opened his mouth to make another smart remark but was interrupted by Aizawa who lazily yelled "Start."

Kansatoki grabbed at her side, pulled out a whip, and cracked it against the floor.

The classmates watching in the stands erupted with commentary. Some supportive yells for Kasnatoki mixed with surprise at the debut of her new support item.

"That's the new support item she's been talking about training with?!?" Denki yelled in astonishment. "Is that even- allowed!?"

"Oh my god- Bakugo is a lucky bastard." Minoru mused beside him.

"Mineta you perv!" Mina said, slapping the back of his head. Then turned back to watch, "YOU GOT THIS PERSUASION!" she yelled.

"What kind of dominatrix crap is that?" Katsuki yelled lunging forward attempting to hit Kansatoki with a blast.

Kansatoki avoided it cartwheeling to the side then wrapped her whip around Katsuki's feet trying to bring him to the ground.

"What's the matter? You're not into it?" She said with a wink.

"Tch-" Katsuki let out an annoyed puff of air, as he let out another blast freeing him from the whip around his feet, and made his way into the air.

"Too afraid to get any closer?" Kansatoki yelled up at him.

"You're going to regret saying that!" Katsuki yelled at her with another blast from the air. This one was even stronger than the last. Kansatoki dodged again as the smoke from the blast filled the gym.

"How does that one saying go?" Kansatoki said as Katsuki frantically scanned through the smoke trying to find her. "Oh yeah missed me now you have to kiss me," She laughed as the smoke began to clear giving Katsuki a view of her again.

"Cut out that damn seductive crap," He yelled.

"Why is it distracting? "She asked, smirking at him. Katsuki attempted to hit her with another blast. This time giving Kansatoki exactly what she had been waiting for. Unlike the last two blasts, Katsuki used both hands this time allowing her to wrap her whip around both his arms at once.

She moved swiftly avoiding his blast while keeping her grasp on her whip tied around his arms. Using the smoke caused by the blast as cover once more she moved in closer, this time having some control of where Katsuki's next blast would go thanks to her whip.

Placing her leg in between his and behind his foot she pushed him back causing him to trip and fall onto the floor. Before he could let out another blast she straddled him and his wrapped-up arms. Restricting his arms to the point that if he let out a blast he'd be aiming at himself.

Katsuki struggled under her, enraged at himself for being caught. Curses and insults spewed out from him.

"What's the matter? Don't want to blow your own balls off?" She teased him.

"Shut the fuck up," He yelled angrily still trying to free himself.

"Why don't you just tell me what you want to feel?" Kansatoki said, struggling to keep him down. Her own arms were occupied with making sure he didn't escape.

Katsuki groaned and continued to fight a bit longer before accepting being unable to get out from under her. "Just put me to sleep already bitch-" He barked.

"How boring- of all the things I could make you feel that's what you chose? So be it I guess," She replied. Unable to touch Katsuki with her arms due to being occupied with keeping him pinned down, Kansatoki moved closer kissing Katsuki on the cheek. Instantly he stopped struggling under her and fell into a deep slumber.

"Oh crap- she won! Way to go Persuasion" Eijiro yelled.

"I WANT TO FIGHT HER NEXT!" Minoru yelled.

"Yeah something tells me she wouldn't use that move on you dude," Kamanari laughed.

Kansatoki moved off of Katsuki and touched his face gently, causing him to wake up.

"You know, you're kind of cute when you are asleep and not barking so loud," She said, teasing Katsuki.

"Tch- whatever enjoy it while it lasts. You're never beating me again, got it?" He grumbled.

"Mhm sure Bakugo," She said, rolling her eyes as the class moved closer to congratulate her.

"Whip me next please, my dominatrix queen," Minoru said.

"Not even in your goddamn dreams extra," Katsuki said blasting Minoru.

Kansatoki began to walk away with her classmates congratulating her when Katuski called out to her.

"Hey! We are sparing again tomorrow after class so you better be ready!" Katsuki yelled, causing Kansatoki to turn back to him.

"Oh, are we? That's a bit presumptuous. What if I'm busy," She said playfully.

"Yeah whatever, I'll see you tomorrow at seven in the gym," He said, ignoring her playfulness.

"I already told you Bakugo I might be busy, but I'll think about it," She said, winking at him before turning to leave.

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[call-memissbrightside]

Play it safe

Note: This is a CollegeAU, with an enemies to lovers trope :D because I can't wait for summer

You groaned, struggling to keep your eyes open. The hours dragged on, and you wanted nothing more than to fall asleep or maybe just quit your internship with its shitty pay and lay in the grass.

Be responsible, don't be impulsive. It's what your parents told you countless of times. You were still young, almost done with college and to start the 'rest of your life.' The semester term was almost up, no more school and late nights stressing about internships and assignments. Your body yearned for the freedom only summer could bring, your skin missing the kisses sunlight would grant it whenever you'd make it outside.

"Hey shit head, will you actually work?"

Only two more weeks than I don't have to see him ever again.

Katsuki Bakugou was a utter pain in your ass, and somehow with how large your university was, the two of you would always cross paths. It all happened freshman year, Engineering Maths 01. You got to class early, in the front with your new laptop and notebook ready for the rest of your life to begin. Only for your mood to sour when none other than Katsuki decided to sit right next to you.

"Didn't know they let girls into the department," He said to you, smirking at your shocked face.

From there, you hated that son-of-a-bitch.

You were always competitve, and so was Katsuki and you wanted to prove to the asshole that you worked hard to get into the top engineering school in Japan. Every exam and test, the pair of you would argue and banter on who had the best score, you always feeling the need to prove your worthy of being in the department.

But because the two of you were in the same major, it meant you had every class with the asshole. When it was time to get internships, the top engineering company hired on both you and Katsuki because you were the highest scored students in your year. Fucking dick.

Four years, and you still hated each other.

"Fuck off, I'm working," You bite back, twirling in your chair. They grouped the interns in a small cubicle in the back of the building away from the rest of society. Your feet hit Katsuki's backpack every time you'd turn in your seat. It was amusing seeing the blonde hunched over a laptop, trying to understand the bullshit assignments that needed to be done.

"I swear they just give us an unsolvable problem to fuck with us," You comment, laughing when Katsuki sits back in his chair.

"I can solve it," He argues back. "It would make sense that you can't."

He's trying to rile you up, start an argument. You didn't bother biting back, tired of trying to prove yourself to Katsuki. Plus, your boss told you that if they get another noise complaint from the intern cubicle, there'll be consequences. The both of you had poured over the complex problem all morning, but couldn't solve it.

Your eyes looked at the clock on the wall, groaning. Three more hours?!

"If you hate this fucking internship so much, why not quit?" Katsuki doesn't look back at you, instead sitting up to look over the same file the both of you were given in the morning.

"I just might," You say honestly.

Katsuki scoffs, "Yeah right."

You lay your head on your arms, elbows brushing against Katsuki's arm. Peeking up at him, you let yourself admire how handsome Katsuki Bakugou was. His furrowed brow, how his jaw clenched in frustration. His eyes, crimson and surrounded by long eyelashes held all his emotion. Anger, annoyance, determination.

"I'm so tired of corporate work," You mumble, thumb stoking the mousepad of your laptop to keep it from shutting off. Working under the best engineering firm was great for your resume, but it wasn't fun. Everyone was rude, and treated you and Bakugou like shit because you were interns.

"You'll ruin your chances to get hired full time because you're tired?" Katsuki shakes his head in disbelief, stretching his neck.

"I don't think I want to work with them full time anyways," You mumble, feeling sleepy. You close your eyes only for your laptop to chirp with a notification that an email came in. You don't bother looking at it, hearing Katsuki click on his own laptop.

"They realized they did send us something unsolvable, didn't they?" You ask sarcastically.

"Fucking assholes," Katsuki grumbles. He scoots his chair away from the table, running his hands through his hair, further making it stick up.

"Told you," You said, letting sleep take you away.

Katsuki doesn't respond, looking between his laptop and you, the girl he's had the biggest crush on for the past four years. He could tell from your soft snoring that you were asleep, and the young man couldn't help but smirk.

He didn't know what it was about you that had him all lovey-dovey. Katsuki knew he could come off as rude, and while you did annoy him to no end, he realized he liked bantering with you. You were smart but helpful to other students in class, and you really were something special.

Katsuki watched you sleep, wanting to gather the courage to ask if you'd want to hang out after work. Summer was fast approaching and he had tried to come up with ways to ask you out but he feared that the years of hating one another would make you say no.

Another email came in, Katsuki's scooting back to the table while trying not to disturb you.

"Sorry for the mix up, can you get this done by the end of the day? Thanks!"

He scanned the equation and scoffed, this is ameatur shit. Katsuki considered waking you up, but looking down at your sleeping face he realized he didn't have it in him to ruin your peaceful slumber.

"I'll submit it for the both of us, but don't get use to it," He whispers, smiling when you groaned in your sleep.

With a shaky hand, Katsuki carefully tucked a stray hair strand away from your face. Then it dawned on him that he touched you without your permission and quickly moved away.

Eyes glued onto the screen, Katsuki let himself get carried away with solving the problem like it was second nature.

He could feel his ears were red, but he tried not to think about it.

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[alexcaninnit]

Doodle I did for Full House :3

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[purpleelectra]

Electra | A Sneak Peak

He scoffs, walking closer to me so our faces are closer, "You're just mad your music taste can never top mine." His face is just close enough for his breath to feather my face.

Asshole.

"I'm only going to keep my mouth shut because you put my bookshelf together and I'm grateful."

He let out an airy laugh, "If only I could get you to keep your mouth shut all the time."

His voice makes my cheeks burn hotter, but this time out of aggravation.

I look at my bed and grab the framed pictures and walk to the shelf, dismissing whatever conversation was just taking place. I set one with Midoriya and me as kids on the top shelf, one of the whole class on the bottom, and then a picture of Bakugo and me in the middle to fill the empty spaces.

He stands beside me and examines the picture.

"I don't remember that," He says.

I can feel his body heat radiating behind me, the smell of caramel becoming dizzying.

"It's when we were at the mall with the class, we were waiting for everyone by the bathrooms and Mina snuck a picture," I explain. "It's my favorite picture of us.

There is a long pause before he speaks, "It's a good picture," he is quiet, almost as if showing a positive emotion to another person was foreign, "You should send it to me."

I smile, "I will."

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[aheckinmess]

Fire in the Hole [Bakugo] (Fluff)

(One-shot 2/? in a collection of My Hero Academia one-shots posted regularly on Saturdays.)

Read on AO3.

Tags: Bakugo x OC, Katsuki Bakugo, Dynamight, Pro-Hero Bakugo, Pro-Hero OC, Feisty OC, Fluff, Fluff with maybe a little angst, one explosion boy.

Word Count: 1,202 words

Summary: Everyone knows that Dynamight can be a hot-head. But Tigress notices that his aggression is doubled when directed at her, and she's in for a wild surprise when she finds out why.

Author's Note: This one-shot isn't a part of a series, so if you're ever looking to see what character I'm writing for, I'll give a character name and whether it's angst, fluff, or smut in the title. Enjoy!

Ichijiku (Tigress)

It’s a little off-putting to say the least when Dynamight starts acting weird around me. Every time we team up against villains, he seems to get more feral and aggressive towards me. Granted, he’s always been feral and aggressive…but he really likes laying into me.

Today he pushes a little too far. I step into his agency to visit a friend and he roars his displeasure.

“WHY THE HELL IS THIS DAMN CAT HERE AGAIN?!” He bellows at me. “YOU’VE GOT SOME NERVE–”

My fist swings around to meet his face and he blocks it with surprisingly quick reflexes. I use the momentum to slam my foot up into his stomach as I scream at top volume, pumping fear into him.

I’m not surprised when he lands a hit into my side, but I remain on my feet with bared teeth.

“Stop treating me like a damn disease, Dynamight!” I hiss. “I came here to visit a friend, not listen to you complain!”

“Who the hell do you think you’re talking to?” He grits his teeth with a glare at me.

I try not to admit to myself that he makes me feel warm inside. That despite his abrasive exterior, I appreciate his authenticity and the subtle ways he takes care of others. Even though he hides it.

“Ichan! You made it!” Sayuri chirps from behind. Her face instantly turns into a scowl as she wraps an arm around me and guides me away. “Leave my bestie alone, Dynamight. We’ll be back.”

“You’d better. I don’t pay you to goof off, Phobos.” He growls.

“We’ll be fifteen minutes, tops, pretty boy.” I huff over my shoulder.

“You better make that ten, extra!”

“I’ll make it twenty if you piss me off!”

. . . . .

Lunch with Sayuri has become habit at this point. It’s friend time carved into the week in order to help me maintain my mental sanity. I recline at the table as we wait for our waitress.

“So, how are you and Kiri doing these days? I miss hearing about my besties!” I giggle, smiling at the waitress as she comes by to take our drinks and orders.

“He’s the best! And I’m sorry we haven’t been keeping in touch much. You know with the move we’ve been pretty stressed. And there’s been a tick in crime this fall season.” She surveys the area as she says it before grinning. “But aside from that, things have been well. It still seems crazy that we’ve already been married for six months.”

“It feels unreal.” I agree, before the waitress brings our drinks.

I get quiet as I sip my tea and look at Dynamight’s bright sign for his agency next door. Why is he so mean to me anyway? Little brat is asking for a visit from my claws. I don’t realize my facial expressions show my thoughts so loudly until Sayuri speaks up.

“Sorry about Dynamight. He’s a bitch.” She chuckles, sipping her water. “I hope it didn’t bother you too much. I know sometimes loud noises are hard for you.”

“Is he always like that?” I ask, wondering if maybe I’ve been exaggerating how he behaves around me. I’ve always heard he’s a hothead, so maybe I’ve just been walking in at the peak of his tantrums?

“To an extent,” Sayuri begins, before looking thoughtful and adding. “He always seems more aggressive towards you now that I think about it. Did you do something to piss him off?”

“I knew it!” I set my chair all the way down just as the waitress comes by and drops off our sushi. I pull out my chopsticks as I sigh. “I don’t know what I did to him. All I know is that every time I enter the room, he targets me. I swear it’s like he’s got a tracker on me.”

“Yeah…I’m sorry. I know you like him.” She shakes her head and pops some sushi in her mouth.

“It’s nothing serious.” I shrug, even though it hurts more than I bargain for.

While we both pause to savor the flavor, I start turning over memories of fighting with Dynamight. Even since the first time we worked together, it feels like he’s only ever had it out for me. In fact, I barely interacted with him that first time. What the hell is his problem?

We make it back to Dynamight’s agency exactly fifteen minutes after we left thanks to quick service at the sushi shop. When we walk in, Dynamight’s busy with a group of rookie sidekicks.

“You idiots! You’ve got to try harder. If you keep making little mistakes like that, they’ll pile up and it could mean someone’s life instead of a faulty budget. Go fix it!” He hisses, but it lacks the venom he uses with me.

“See?” Sayuri whispers. “I don’t get it. The little shit.”

When the rookies move away, he notices us and his face twists in anger.

“There you are! I told you you had ten minutes!” He snaps.

“And I told you that we’d be back in fifteen.” I stand firm, glaring at him.

“Shove off, Dynamight.” Sayuri rolls her eyes and storms past him, looking professional and ready to work. I don’t miss that she stops just outside her office to watch us, though. When we don’t go for each others’ throats, she steps inside.

“I have a question for you, Dynamight.” I say with piercing eyes. “What did I ever do to piss you off?”

“Tch. You’re wasting my time. I’ve got an agency to run.” He turns and stomps off.

I head towards him for a moment, before I clench my fists and start walking back downstairs to leave. Not worth the energy. Just a stupid crush. I’m rounding the corner of the stairwell when I’m shoved into a dark, empty room.

“Goddamn it…how do you do it?” Dynamight’s voice growls in the darkness. When I squirm, he grips my wrists and turns on the light. His red eyes bore into mine, pupils huge. “What made you think you’d pissed me off?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe the fact that you’re meaner to me than everyone else.” I growl, despite the growing attraction buzzing in my chest. I shield it with anger. “It doesn’t matter when I’m here, you always single me out!”

My pulse picks up speed as I struggle to maintain eye contact, but he’s a lot stronger than me. At least in this moment. He grips my chin with his hand and gets closer to my face. My eyes flicker to his lips for half a second.

“Don’t you understand anything?” His calloused thumb rubs my cheek, making me meet his eyes again. “I’m only more pissy with you because you make me feel like doing this.”

His lips capture mine and I could swear his quirk extends to my heart as an explosive force draws my arms around his neck. I tangle my fingers in his hair before pulling my other hand down to rest at his chest until we both pull back, our expressions much softer and uncertain.

“You know…you could have just told me that instead of making me think you hated me.” I swallow thickly.

“Whatever.” His cheeks tinge the slightest shade pink. “I get off at 7. You like sushi, yeah?”

“I do.” I smirk.

“Then your ass better be here by 7:05.” His lips ghost my ear before he leaves.

#mha fanfiction #mha one shots #bnha #bnha fanfiction #my hero academia #katsuki bakugo mha #katsuki bakugo #dynamight #kacchan #bakugo x oc #katsuki x oc #fluff #okay maybe fluff with a little angst #after all it's our favorite explosion boy #feisty oc #original characters #ichijiku

[kimchikrust]

pro hero katsuki bakugou x super villain reader

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Bakugou couldn't wrap his head around the events of his day. He sat in his car, parked in his agency's lot. He was freshly showered and his body should've felt a lot more pain considering the beat down he took today. But, he didn't feel any of it apart from the queasiness of his stomach as he thought back to the information you shared with him before making your escape.

"You wouldn't even remember me if I told you," you laughed lowly. "You thought because I was quirkless, I was worthless compared to you. And you never missed the opportunity to remind me. Ring any bells so far?"

"You're not a fucking hero, you're a bully. And, I'm here to warn you, your fifteen minutes of fame is over."

He recalled your features but he refused to come to terms with the answer that kept coming up.

Y/n L/n.

"Impossible," Bakugou scoffed quietly, breaking the deep silence that previously engulfed the car.

Your hair was longer now and your eyes were a completely different color. There was also another new element of aggression from you that Bakugou noticed during the brief reunion.

It was an ambush. She ambushed you.

"Fucking..." Bakugou grit his teeth and moved to pull his phone out. "Fuck." Waiting in anticipation as the call rang, he dreaded the recipient answering.

"Kaachan, are you okay? I saw the news-"

"I need your help," he quickly got out. "I saw L/n."

"Oh, really?" Midoriya chirped on the other end. "Did you save her today? Is she okay?"

"No, idiot-" Bakugou squeezed his eyes shut and pinched the bridge of his nose. He sighed deeply before clenching his jaw and slouching in his seat. "She was the villain on the bridge today. She was using a quirk."

There was silence from Midoriya for a moment. "How sure are you that it was L/n?"

"I'm positive."

He remembered the way you looked at him, standing on the hood of a car. The absolute scorn in your expression as you lunged at him with the clear intent to kill.

"When's the last you heard from her?"

an: emptying my drafts for bkg's bday!!

#bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki x oc #kacchan #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou fanfiction #happy birthday bakugo #i love bkg

[kajinovaa]

I bet Katsuki just spontaneously bites your self-insert randomly. Face, hand, shoulders, NECK... 👀

so- funnily enough i had sketched out some stuff for a response to this but ive lost motivation to fully ink it all at the moment (who woulda known adhd causes this wowie). i had the intention to actually make it wholesome LMAO, attention done to those in order too. this selfinsert has long gone completely evolved into something else at this point (now being Hitsuji :>), i'll still post what i have atm ;)

#mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katsuki #bakugou #kacchan #dynamight #canon x oc #katsuki x oc #dynamight x oc #bakugou x oc #katsuki x self in #bakugou x self insert #dynamight x self insert #novart #wip???? #barking mailbox

[azzo0]

Baked With Love.

The following is a snippet from Always.

Summary: Bakugo helps her bake with a little bit of teasing.

Yoshiko washed her hands in the kitchen sink while Bakugo beat up eggs for rolled-up omelettes. She wiped her hands with a towel and walked up beside him. "Want help?"

"I dont need help, fuck off if you want to eat."

"Y'know, I'm not trying to strike your precious ego here. Just speedin' up things."

"Yeah, standing there will speed things up." He glared at her.

"Well, tell me what to do."

"Get the miso soup out of the fridge and heat it."

"Ask nicely."

"I thought you wanted to fucking help??"

Yoshiko blew him an air kiss, making his eye twitch. She opened the fridge and found the pot of miso soup. She took it out, peeking inside. "Hey, Bakugo-"

"Katsuki." He corrected, not looking up from the spinach leaves he was chopping to put in the eggs.

"Huh?"

"You called me Katsuki when I got shot."

"And you called me Yoshiko."

"Get a hint, bitch. I'm askin' you to use my given name. Feel honoured, brat." He said, looking up from the cutting board.

"Nah." She transferred the soup into a glass bowl. "If I call you Katsuki, you still won't call me Yoshiko."

"Yeah, you're right. Your name is lame anyways."

Yoshiko laughed, putting the bowl in the microwave. "Katsuki. There. Happy now?"

He remained silent, rolling up the eggs in the pan with chopsticks. Yoshiko faced the microwave, waiting for an answer. "Yes, Yoshiko." That warm sensation was back again when she heard her name slip so effortlessly from his lips. She stared at the bowl roasting in the oven. She didn't want to feel any of this. Why was she suddenly seeing him in a different light? Of course, she knew the answer to her question. She'd been here before.

When the oven dinged, she took the bowl out and set it on the counter. "Do we have tofu?" She asked Bakugo, who was now cutting up the omelette.

"Yeah, in the fridge. Last shelf."

Yoshiko nodded and took the tofu out, slicing a few pieces to put inside after separating the soup into two smaller bowls. Bear came into the kitchen, sitting expectantly by Yoshiko's heels. Yoshiko cut a few small pieces for him and put them in his eating bowl.

"Oi, I'm done here." Bakugo said.

"Okay, the soup's done as well," Yoshiko said, taking a seat on one of the high stools by the counter.

Bakugo sat across from her, and the two began eating in silence. It felt nice working out together and then having breakfast while everyone was busy snoring. Bakugo liked it because it felt like he had her entirely to himself during that time.

"Damn, this soup is good," Yoshiko said after taking a sip.

"Duh, 'cause I'm the one who made it." He said, taking a sip from his own bowl.

"Maybe you can help me bake."

"What?"

"It's Hitoshi's birthday in two days." She explained. "And I want to bake him a cake, but I never baked before. So I was thinking of baking cupcakes today, so I got some idea on how to get around stuff. I don't want to burn it."

"I'm not helpin'."

"What, why not?!"

"I 'aint got the time to bake some silly cupcakes. Besides, I don't bake either."

"But you and Sato baked cookies the other day!" Yoshiko reminded.

"I just happened to be there when that idiot was in the kitchen, and I didn't want him to make a mess."

"Sato's a professional. He cleans up after he's done. You just don't want to help me."

"Damn right," Bakugo smirked.

"Fuck you." Yoshiko flipped him off. "I'll just ask Sato to help me inst-"

"Fucking fine, I'll help you." Bakugo groaned. "But your ass better not annoy me, or I'm ditching you."

"Aren't you the sweetest?" Yoshiko sniggered.

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"So, what kind of cupcakes do you want to bake?" Bakugo sighed after he put out the utensils they would need.

"Chocolate."

"Okay..." Bakugo opened Sato's baking book since he didn't know the recipe by heart. "Crack an egg into the bowl." He dictated, elbow on the counter as he watched her pick up the egg. She tapped it against the bowl, spilling its contents out of the bowl.

"Oops,"

"Oops, my ass!" Bakugo yelled, pushing her aside. He grabbed a few tissue papers and cleaned her mess. "Don't you know how to crack a damn egg?!" He lightly tapped another egg against the bowl and perfectly cracked it open.

"My bad, Gordon Ramsay."

"Shut up and add the milk." Yoshiko peeked at the recipe, checking how much milk she'd need and poured the milk into the bowl.

"Okay, add the rest of the wet ingredients." He watched her measure out the quantities and pour them into the bowl. It almost felt like he was babysitting a toddler that wanted to bake.

"I'm done," Yoshiko said.

"Okay, whisk it up."

Yoshiko held the beater, holding it in between closed fingers like she was going to stab someone with it. She poked it into the bowl and slowly moved it back and forth.

"Bitch, that's not how you beat the batter." Bakugo frowned, pinching his nose. He snatched the bowl and whisk from her, showing her the right way to beat it.

"Okay, now for the dry ingredients." He held the book up again and dictated the ingredients out for her to measure and put in another bowl. At least her dumb brain knew how to measure ingredients. "Now gently mix the stuff up." He held his breath as she combined the dry ingredients, letting it out when she didn't spill anything.

"Now, just pour the wet ingredients into the dry." He said, handing her a spatula.

"Okay." She took the spatula from him, transferring the wet ingredients into the dry ones. "Now mix it up. Don't fucking spill anything."

"I know, I know. Stop being so bossy." She rolled her eyes, beating the mixtures together. Bakugo's eye twitched as he watched her whisk the batter with the speed of a turtle.

"For fucks sake, you're so damn slow." He stood behind her and brought the bowl closer to her stomach, putting his hands on top of hers while she still held the bowl and whisk. Yoshiko's breath hitched as she felt his warmth creep into her back, catching his sweet caramel smell with a hint of cologne. His lecture on how to beat the batter properly fell on deaf ears as she was too busy blushing and processing the position she was in.

"Got it now?" He asked, gaining her attention again, letting her hands go.

"Huh- y-yeah. I got it."

"You just fucking stuttered."

"Your ears are not working." She defended, quickly beating the batter up, glad he couldn't see her face.

"I'm sure they are," Bakugo muttered under his breath, still standing behind and watching over her shoulder.

Once the batter was done, Yoshiko put the cupcake liners inside the cupcake moulds and let Bakugo transfer the batter into them. He sighed and went to put the spatula in the sink when Yoshiko snatched it from him. "Are you really going to waste all that sweet goodness?" Yoshiko said, wiping the batter off it with a finger and licking it. Bakugo rolled his eyes at her and adjusted the heating, popping the tray into the oven.

Yoshiko kept the spatula in the sink and gathered the dirty utensils to wash. Bakugo joined her, drying the dishes as she handed them to him. Once done, they dried their hands, walking over to the oven to see the cupcakes slowly rising.

"Heh, I'm already drooling," Yoshiko said.

"Of course." Bakugo snorted, glancing down at her. She had a little batter under her lip. He put a knuckle under her chin, making her face him and taking her by surprise. His thumb brushed under her lip, and he slowly brought it to his lips to lick it all while he locked eyes with her.

Yoshiko's lips parted in shock, a wild blush blooming from her face to her neck down. The AUDACITY this guy had. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"Mm, not bad." He said, looking at the oven again.

"You-" Yoshiko began, unsure of what to say. Bakugo looked at her again, smirking when he saw her flustered.

"What?" He tilted his head.

"You fucking idiot."

"Aw, are you blushing?" He inched his face closer. For a split second, he saw her eyes dart down to his lips and back at his eyes again. Oh, God, that made him want to kiss her.

Yoshiko gulped, looking into his dangerously close crimson eyes. She could feel her pulse in her neck, her heart pounding so loud she could hear it in her ears. For the first time, she found Bakugo intimidating. That shitty look on his face was daring her to back away so he could win this silent game they were playing.

Since when did their challenges become this flirty?

"I hope you break your arm again." She growled at him, inching even closer just to make him back away. He did not back away.

"The feeling is mutual, darling." He purred.

"So- uh, what are you guys making?" Yoshiko heard Shinsou's voice, her head immediately snapping to her side to see him awkwardly standing there. She quickly moved away from Bakugo, her face heating up even more.

"We? We're just baking cupcakes! They're almost done." Her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. It was like she lost controll over herself.

"Uhuh..."

"Really. We were just discussing how much time we need to keep them inside. Right, Katsuki?"

"Totally," Bakugo smirked at her. Yoshiko wanted to punch his nose so bad because through that smirk he was telling her that he won.

"Katsuki?" Shinsou raised an eyebrow.

"Uh- yeah..." Yoshiko trailed off, looking down at the floor.

"Interesting. So when are these cupcakes going to be done?" Shinsou asked. Oh, he was going to have fun teasing her later.

"Ten minutes, I guess." She said, glancing at the timer. She stepped away from Bakugo, not looking at either of their eyes. She hung her apron behind the door. "I'm going to take a shower. Take a cupcake once they're done."

"Okay," Shinsou replied, watching her leave the kitchen. Once he was sure she was out of earshot, his eyes narrowed at Bakugo.

"The fuck you lookin' at, eye bags?" Bakugo scowled.

"She's my best friend," Shinsou said.

"Yeah, not shit."

"Hurt her, and I'll break your neck." Shinsou threatened, voice low.

"Hah? I don't need you to tell me what to do."

"Consider it a warning." Shinsou shrugged. "The last guy who broke her heart got his nose broken by me. But she doesn't need to know that, aye?"

"I'm not her shitty ex," Bakugo snarled. "Besides, I'm the stronger one."

"Pretty sure I could brainwash you, given you can keep your mouth shut," Shinso smirked.

"Shut the fuck up."

The oven dinged, and Bakugo took the cupcakes out while Shinsou made himself coffee. Once the cupcakes were cool enough, Bakugo took them out of the mould. Shinsou took one, taking a bite of the warm cupcake.

"These taste like they were baked with love." He teased.

"I will kill you."

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#bnha #bakugo #mha #bakugou #katsuki #katsuki bakugo #bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugo fluff #bakugo x reader #bakugo x oc #kacchan #hitoshi shinsou

[pixeldemonia]

He is looking at the water bottle, don't mind me

My first attempt at fake screenshot, i did my best ✨

i haven't recovered from today's episode :c

Katsuki,my love, you have grown so much, I'm so proud of you

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[shunyablob]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

This art is gift for my friend.

Don’t use!!!

#bnha fanart #my hero academia #digital art #fan oc #anime art #kacchan #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugo katsuki #oc x canon

[dance-to-mythoughts-blog]

THE RISE TO STARDOM: INTRODUCTIONS

WELCOME, WELCOME, WELCOME!

This is my first series. Before Chapter 1 is published, I wanted to introduce the characters of the story. This story will have a black fem chubby reader.

ALL THE ARTWORK POSTED REGARDING THIS STORY IS CREATED THROUGH AI APP CALLED STARRYAI.

This story is not a self-insert. This is an original character that I designed myself. I OWN THE ORIGINAL CHARACTER AND STORY BUT THE MY HERO CHARACTERS BELONG TO HOROKOSHI.

Synopsis: Two determined people gunning to be the number one hero. Does he have what it takes to be number one? Does she have what it takes to be number one? What happens when self-doubt meets determination and fire with fire?

Warnings: 18+, Dick in pussy, quirk play from both parties, hurt/comfort, mentions of substance abuse, mentions of death and near-death experiences, creampie, facials, nasty talk, pet names, extreme trauma, OC is bilingual so she will be speaking Spanish, English, and some Japanese.

Characters:

Iman Xolani (O-LAN-EE) Williams. She is a 23-year-old woman living in Japan who wants to be the number one hero. She is Afro-Latina. Her quirk is called Telekinesis. She uses her mix of telekinesis and ninja abilities for combat. Think of her as Kitana and Kenshi from Mortal Kombat. How Kitana is skilled with her fans and Kenshi uses his telekinesis to fight with his sword.

Hero name: Sapphire

Katsuki Bakugo is a 25-year-old who is currently gunning for the number one spot for Pro Hero. We all know our explosive king. His quirk is Explosions. He makes explosions from his sweat.

The artwork for this Katsuki Picture is not mine. I found it on a google search. The artist for this picture is Zedora Art. Not sure of her tag on here if she has one or any of her sites but this is her work.

Character appearances by:

Bakusquad

Hawks

All Might

Midoryia

Shoto Todoroki

There are more so I will add them as they're introduced in the story.

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