Of course! Tall buffy ladies are kinda…cool :D I envision her kinda like She-ra maybe, tall and buff and cool! Thank you for this request, it’s perfect (OuO’)
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You were studying in your room when Bakugou pounded on your door. “Open up (Name), we need to talk!” he yelled from the other side of the door. You opened, and he took you by the shoulders, slamming the door behind you.
“Why didn’t you tell me you personally knew All Might? You know how much of a role model he is to me! And to hear you’ve known him since you were a kid! He’s your godfather of something, right?” He demanded, shaking you. “W-well, it’s not like that-”
“What do you mean?! Is he not your godfather?” he questioned, his face turning into a frown, “Is he something to you?” You nodded as he released you from his grip. “He’s…my dad”, you said, watching Bakugou process the information you’d just proved him.
You took a deep breath before repeating yourself. He stared at you in utter confusion. “Okay, but why didn’t you tell me? That’s something I kinda should have known. I warned you about my parents, why didn’t you tell me he was your dad?” You shrugged. “I dunno”, you responded, “I guess I didn’t really have the heart to tell you. And I felt that it wasn’t all that important. You still love me, right? I mean, it’s not like I’m in the hero course to show it off or anything like that.”
“Then why put yourself through it? If it’s not your dream, why are you going through with it?” He asked, a frown gracing his features as the two of you sat down on your bed. “Well…”, you started, rubbing the back of your neck, “I kinda need a license so I can screw around, but I also want to be able to protect others in a more calm way than I currently do. I’m a loose cannon I’ll admit, but that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna work on it.”
He nodded, looking down at his hands before looking back up at you. “I guess those are pretty damn good reasons to be in the hero course, eh?” he remarked, a small smirk and a twinkle in his eye turning his expression into one of admiration. He kissed your forehead, making you smile.
“I guess I’ll forgive you for not telling me, but from now on, no more secrets okay? I’m here for you, thick or thin, hero or not.” You nodded at his affirmation, sealing your own with a hug that had you clinging onto each other.
- You two were eating lunch a few days later when Bakugou You know, you look a bit like him with your hair and how tall you are
- “You’re a bit over me and you’ve got guns (Name).”
- “Well it’s not hard to be taller than you Bakugou, you’re only 170 centimeters, that’s not a hard height to beat”, you teased, earning a glare from the shorter blonde
- “Fuck off, I’m still a normal height (Name), you’re a fucking comic book character”, he sneered, making you laugh
-You rolled your eyes at him, giving him a kiss on the top of his head before leaving him
- “Shut up Katsuki, I’m still a badass and also taller and buffer than you~”
-He grumbled to himself as you left, leaving him to finish off his sandwich alone while he wallowed in his poutiness
Should I individually post my chapter here for Inevitable.
Bakugou Katsuki X Reader Zombie Apocalypse
Summary: An unfortunate switch of events for the heroes in training. They had planned out for their own individual futures of becoming heroes. Everything changed due to just one person actions make their futures shatter into millions of pieces in front of them. Now, they have to learn how to survival in this new world.
I am not sure if anyone remembers this. Its been awhile.
SUMMARY: The least you expect is waking up in the water and being adopted into a royal family. It’s not what you would ever imagine, though, you’re not sure if you’re entirely against it. Hello, Princess?
⤏ Reincarnation Fantasy AU & Royalty AU⤎ BAKUGOU KATSUKI x FEM! READER WARNINGS: angsty; bit spicy WORD COUNT: 12503
TAGS: at the end of this post!
AUTHOR’S NOTE: this is a piece for the @bnhabookclub mermay collab! thanks for making another fun event! i mentioned one thing about mermaids & called it done, sorry HAHA. i’ve been thinking of a royalty au, so it works out! and, as always, be sure to check out the other works! i hope you all enjoy ♡
Life will break you.
Twist and bend you beyond belief.
It will hurt, and you suppose, maybe, that’s why your eyes are closed, body and mind floating aimlessly in darkness. It hurt enough for you to sleep. You can’t feel, all senses crumbled and gone. Numb. The seconds, minutes, even hours, at least you think, pass, and you realize just how alone you are.
There’s something strange; somehow only your heart aches and aches, cries, from wounds you can’t see. And, you’re so terrified, searching for comfort, for protection, but it all seems nonexistent, as suited, in this realm of nothing. Nerves, tiny creatures of evil gluttony, feed at your core, taking small nibbles, hurting you slowly, bitterly. Your chest heaves harder, oxygen stuttering until there’s absolutely nothing left to inhale and leaving you to suffocate in prison.
You tell yourself it’s okay; to take a moment and to stay calm. While you struggle to maintain sanity, you count the time it takes for you to open your lids and to be able to see—one, two, three—and, suddenly, a glow, warm and bright and golden like the sun, emerges in the distance.
Unusual sensations tingle your body, racing through your veins in electrical delight, and finally spurring you to see the world, blackness fading away bit by bit. The morning kisses your irises, pupils constricting at its brilliance. It’s overwhelming. You move your lips, attempt to speak, but it’s a pitch so high and so innocent that echoes through your throat, and it’s one that you don’t recognize. And, you’re in utter shock, now anxious, of the turn of events. When you move, you find that you’re wrapped tightly in a cloth, drenched by…water? Then, it hits you, the sound of the tides.
THE sunlight streamed in from the window, lighting up the face of [name]. they were comfortably seated on their boyfriend’s bed, a pen stuck considerably behind their ear with their tongue stuck out, vibrant and sunlit [e!colour] eyes scanning the paper in front of them. in short, it was an ethereal sight, one bakugo clearly had trouble tearing his entranced eyes away from.
“enjoying the view katsuki?” he blinked, their voice filling the air suddenly. his once calm face was replaced with a scowl and he turned his head, pouting.
“i don’t know what you’re talking about,”
“oh yeah?” they put down the paper, keeping their eyes on bakugo and stalked towards him on all fours. he visibly gulped.
“[name], what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” the question fell on deaf ears, lips latching on his already flushed neck without warning while the second part of sentence fell into a more breathy inclination, causing [name] to chuckle.
“nothing,” they continued, marking him up and down his skin with his lips bitten to cage back any noises.
“hey,” bakugo placed his hands on their shoulders, separating them from his bruised neck. they whispered a small “what?”, taking a look at his face. it was cherry red, different from his usual tan skin, and his eyes were half lidded, his scarlet eyes looking more clear than ever. [name] smirked, and moved away from him to pick up the paper that was once forgotten.
“hey, what’re you doing?” they feigned confusion, quirking up an eyebrow towards his frowning face.
Tumblr kept posting this really oddly so here’s a re-do
Anon: Heeey ❤️❤️ I just saw you answered ask that you might write a bakugou request 👀🤔 aadn since I’m playing Acnh how about something along the lines of Bakugou being annoying like he will “give” you 100 Nook Mile Tickets or 1 mil bells in exchange of someeee favours.. *Ahem*
A/N: Hi, yes, I love animal crossing, I love this. This may not be what you requested because I flipped it around but i hope you enjoy anyways 👀
Warnings: Smut, Coercion, probably cursing idk, everyone knows I’m bad at warnings
Bakugo x Reader
One more villager was all that you needed to make your set complete. 9/10 plots were filled, one empty, and only ten cow villagers in the game. And you needed to make sure to find the last cow, soon, before someone like… *eugh,* Barold moved in.
Katsuki entered the living room, wiping his hands on his pants after having completed washing the dishes from dinner, and took his place on the couch after retrieving his controllers from the switch dock and turning on the TV.
You set down your own switch, sat up and crossed your fingers as Wilbur ran you through his speech for the millionth time that night, on your last ticket, praying that it would be the last of your beloved bovine, watching Katsuki sling his elbows over the headrest, head cocked sideways in frustration from a day at work, smiling slightly as the “Welcome Horizons” theme played in the background, the camera panning over his 5 Star, S-Tier town.
As he did with almost everything, he even made the simplest game a competition. Who could get K.K. there first. Who got Celeste first. Who got the 5-Stars first. Who had the prettiest town, etc.
Sure, he may have won all of those, but you were determined to have something he didn’t.
Was this a competition? No. Were you trying to make it one? Also, no. But you didn’t care about the competitions that only served to further inflate his massive ego. You only wanted one thing, out of this whole game.
Tagging: @sipsteainanxiety shay thank you for your sweet words during our sprints. I hope you enjoy this :)
Pairing: prohero!bakugou x mermaid!reader
Word Count: 6011
“I can’t believe I’m listening to your bullshit right now,” Bakugou grumbled into his phone over the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks, looking around the dock.
“Dude, Sero and I are telling you that there’s something really weird happening around there!” Kaminari urged on the other line, the panic evident in his voice. “I read that so many people patrolled in that area and they said that something fishy’s going on. Just check it out for me?”
Bakugou laughed. “Are you too fucking scared to check it out yourself?”
“No!” Kaminari blurted in annoyance. “It’s just… electricity and water aren’t a good combination.”
“Sounds like a fucking excuse to me but whatever. I’ll see what you’re whining about.” Bakugou hung up shortly after, shoving the device into his back pocket as he walked along the wooden panels. He scanned the area, not seeing anything out of the ordinary or anything to be frightful for. That idiot’s complaining for nothin’…
The only peculiar thing about this sector was that usually docks and ports would have various boats attached to it but this had nothing, just a wooden walkway staring right into the mouth of the ocean. Bakugou shrugged, assuming that his friends were blindly believing blatantly idiotic rumors. He wouldn’t be surprised if this was a prank they were trying to pull either as the pair would often mess around with him and attempt to send him off on wild goose chases.
With that thought in mind, Bakugou walked off into the opposite direction, making his way towards his car so he could get back to his agency until the sound of laughter stopped him in his tracks, one that sounded like bells ringing and echoing in the air. He spun around, eyes averting in all directions to try and locate the source of the melodic laughter. The area was abandoned and the sun beaming in the sky would reveal anyone roaming around easily. That was why Bakugou was even more baffled when the sound repeated, loud enough to be heard over the collision of the splashing waves.
Not thinking twice, Bakugou approached the source of the sound, believing that this was what Kaminari and Sero were so afraid of. He got to the end of the dock, his feet on the edge as he attempted to search for the mysterious voice once more.
Warnings: Brief descriptions of almost drowning, cursing (because c’mon, it’s Bakugou)
Genre: Literally just fluff
A/N: Here’s my entry for the @bnhabookclub Mermay Event. The just add water thing reminded me of that show called H2O so I kind of based this off of it.
Summary: You’re convinced that Bakugou’s aversion to water is due to an irrational fear of it. Little do you know, he’s probably more comfortable in the water than most.
Prompts: “ That’s just an urban legend.”
“I’m trying really hard not to freak out right now.”
“We should all go to the beach this weekend,” you announced as you sat down on the lunch table.
”No,” was all Bakugou said from across the table, not bothering to look up from his plate.
”Why not? We literally live in a beach town, yet we never go to the beach,” you complained, ”Plus, the waves are supposed to be really good this weekend and I know this spot that’s super secluded. We’d basically have the whole place to ourselves.”
↷ SYNOPSIS: In which you’re a wingman for your best friend, but somehow, you’re falling in love with Katuski Bakugou.
CHARACTER PAIRING: Katsuki Bakugou x reader
WORD COUNT: 8,446
The Lonely Hearts Club has three members. The Lonely Hearts Club is also known as the Christmas Tree Club because you all are pining (Kaminari and Kirishima are huge fans of puns). Outside of Kaminari’s room, you call it the Christmas Tree Club (“We’re going to seem like a bunch of losers if we call it the ‘Lonely Hearts Club’ outside,” Kaminari bemoaned”). You’ve annoyed your classmates successfully by singing Christmas Tree songs at inopportune times, but that’s about it.
So far, it is also an unofficial club because you don’t want to explain to Aizawa why this club exists in the first place. It is awfully embarrassing to tell a teacher the reason why your club is called the Christmas Tree Club when it has nothing to do with Christmas trees and more of your raging idiocy and hormones. The three of you are just hopelessly single and alone and need support. Most likely, there’s nothing you can do about it since you’re all heroes-in-training, but all of you would like to hope that there’s something beyond being chained to a job.
“What are our problems?” Kaminari complains one day, throwing his hands up in the air. His face is colored in anguish, and you can’t blame him. “Why can’t we stop being single?”
“Because of you,” you and Kirishima chime in sync.
Kaminari glares at the two of you, raising his eyebrows. “Excuse me, I’m the only one out of us who has dated someone.”
“You’re excused,” you quip back, high-fiving Kirishima when he laughs with you. “My excuse is that I haven’t found the right person.”
Bakugou watched porn. Just like every other guy on the planet. He enjoyed it, especially since as a pro-hero, he didn’t have the opportunity to get into sustainable relationships. He was the #2 hero so finding himself someone who wanted him because he was Katsuki Bakugou and not Ground Zero was near impossible.
So, he turned to porn. Sounds sad now that he thought about it but truthfully, he never thought twice about it. It was just the way things were.
More specifically, he had an interest in cam porn. The live stream kind. He couldn’t quite pinpoint why that was ― there was just something alluring about watching porn live.
Usually, he stuck to solo girl content, every once in a while he’d venture to the male side. It was only recently, however, that he discovered the booming community of couples cams.
Watching couples have sex live was even more enticing than watching men and woman masturbate or watching amateur porn. It seemed so intimate, watching these couples together. Almost forbidden.
And he was sure that was exactly what made him cum so hard every single time. He liked watching these couples have sex, feeling like he was seeing something he wasn’t supposed to.
Many times, he’d stroke his cock to the idea of being humiliated by a couple as he watched them together. Filthy thoughts and words filtered into his mind, his eyes closed as he panted to the idea. They’d call him disgusting, a pig for getting hard watching ― how only a slut would act as lewd as he did. Maybe they’d shame him; #2 pro hero Ground Zero a pathetic whore.
It wasn’t until one night, he laid in bed browsing the couple’s livestreams on his favorite website, he discovered one couple that immediately caught his eye. The thumbnail showed a redheaded guy with spiky hair sitting on the edge of the bed with a pretty girl with marvelously smooth skin sat behind him with her arms wrapped around his shoulders. The young man’s hair color must have been the inspiration behind their channel name: redlove. He could only assume they had just started the stream and were looking at comments when the picture set.
The stream was titled “We had a long day”. Bakugou couldn’t help but scoff at such a title, it was hardly enticing. Most streams had things like ‘watch me squirt until i cry!!!’ or “he makes my pussy hurt so good” or some other cringy shit. He would have been tempted to scroll past but he couldn’t deny just how attractive the couple was. Not to say there weren’t attractive people doing cam porn, no he’d seen his fair share of beautiful women and handsome men.
But redlove were stunning together. They looked like a perfect match, he could tell just by how you were holding him that just oozed affection for the redhead.
Another thing that caught the blonde’s eye was the view count: most cammers had in the double digits ― 20 or 30 viewers. Every once in a while he’d catch a particularly popular cammer and see a few hundred but it had never exceeded 200. So the live view count, the number of people watching them at that exact moment, was currently displayed on redlove’s stream link had him baffled.
Edging on 800 viewers. Sitting at 782.
It was clear the two of you were immensely popular. There had to be a good reason.
Curious and thoroughly intrigued, he tapped the screen of his phone to get into their stream.
It took a moment to buffer, all the activity with the chat making it lag a bit. When it finally finished loading, Bakugou felt like the air had been punched out of his lungs. His cock was immediately hard, straining against his boxers.
a/n: i love the prompts yall give me for this au theyre so cute! dont worry if i havent answered yours yet, ill be sure to make it to everyones because i love all of them. some i wrote are just really fucking long.
hope you like it!
Bakugou tossed and turned in his sleep, eyebrows furrowing and sweat running down his skin. He wasn’t particularly having a nightmare per se, but the dream he had was surely not something he was expecting. When he woke up in the morning he felt groggy and even more exhausted than usual. Such an odd dream it was. He looked down at your form next to him, watching the steady rise and fall of your chest an indication that you were still in a deep sleep. His eyes trailed down your body and stopped at your stomach. The recollection of his dream replayed in his mind.
In his dream you were pregnant, already a few months along so the evident baby bump was enough proof that there was a being growing inside of you.
A being that was created by you and Bakugou. The discussion of starting a family between the couple was slim to none. Being only a few months married, the two were still young and at a good place in their careers and lives, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have a baby or at least pop the question. He knew about your infatuation with kids – it was pretty obvious with your occupation – and he was positive that you would be a perfect mother, but the real concern was how would he be as a father?
He never really thought about kids, heck the thought never crossed his mind until he started dating you. He always thought they were a pain in the ass, a handful and too much fucking responsibility. Bakugou had a goal in life, and that was to be the number one hero – having a kid would just slow him down.
Or that’s what he used to think. Once he met you, established your relationship and got married his mind started to wander and daydreams of you spending a day at the park with your own little mini me floated his imagination. On the chances he watched you working his mind would drift and began to mold the appearance of whomever child you were handling into a prediction of what you and his child would look like. He often pictured what you would look like with a swollen belly, carrying his child, waddling around because your stomach was too big.
You would look good.
Suddenly a quiet wince from you snapped him back into reality. Much like he had been last night, your brows were furrowed and your face twisted in discomfort. Your eyes pried open, immediately sitting up, your face paled. You felt like you were going to be sick.
“Oi, you okay?” Bakugou immediately filled with concern at your sudden wake. You hadn’t told him but for the past few days you had been waking up due to nausea. By the time you would wake up to make a dash for the toilet your husband was long gone, already at the agency for his early morning clock in for work. You didn’t want to worry him so you kept it to yourself. You had your suspicions, checking your menstrual calendar and stopping by the convenience store for a test or two. The two lines on the little pink stick were more than enough to answer your suspicions.
You had planned to tell your husband as soon as possible but by the time he got home either you had gotten too tired waiting for him and fallen asleep or he was too tired to even spare an ear to listen. So you could only hope for a day off to break the news. Much to your dismay the unfortunate wake up call came earlier than usual today.
“I feel like I’m going to be sick…” you groaned, clutching at your stomach. Suddenly the urge was too great to suppress and you sprinted for the bathroom. The sounds of you emptying out your stomach had the ash blonde rushing to your side in aid to pull your hair back as you hurled last night’s meal into the commode.
“What the hell happened to you? You eat some rotten shit? I told you the milk in the fridge was expired-”
“Its not-” you paused momentarily from throwing up, taking a deep breath. “I-I’m… I’m fine…”
Bakugou scoffed, glaring at you with disgust, “Like hell you’re fine. You call that fine!” pointing to the remnants of your stomach in the toilet, “Fuck- stay here I’ll go get you some water.” he left the bathroom to go to the kitchen. You took this moment to compose yourself. Other than the nausea bubbling in your stomach, the anxiety of the truth was making you sick. You had to tell him eventually but the reality of it all hitting you hard and you were switching into a mode of panic. How would he react? Did he want kids? What if he got upset?
You scrambled through the cabinets of the sink counter. You had hidden the pregnancy test in with your stash of pads where you knew Bakugou wouldn’t look. Gripping the stick tightly in your palm, you took a deep breath, bracing yourself for the next moment.
It was now or never, you can do this (y/n).
Bakugou stepped back into the room with the glass of water and a few pills, you quickly hid the test beneath your thigh. Crouching back down to your level to hand you the items. His eyes focused on your form, face full of concern as he made sure you properly swallowed the pills and drank all the water.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice uncharacteristically soft. You nodded, “Yeah thank you.”
Bakugou brushed a few strands of hair out of your face then placing his palm against your forehead.
“Seriously what the fuck happened, you caught a bug or something? You don’t just throw up first thing in the morning like that.”
You bit your lip, your brows furrowed in worry. You gulped,
“Actually… it’s been happening quite often lately. It’s just the usual morning sickness…”
Bakugou’s eyes widened, half enraged and half out of shock,
“What the fuck?! This has been happening and you didn’t tell me? Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?!” he shouted. You jumped at the sudden raise of his voice, but you knew it wasn’t genuinely angry, it was all out of concern. Sure it had seemed unfair to him, it was only expected, he cared so much for you and he constantly reminded you to always voice out everything to him – no matter how small. Your protection was top priority.
“I-I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to worry, you’re so busy at work and I didn’t want to burden you anymore-”
“You’re not a fucking burden, (y/n). You’re never a fucking burden.” his eyes squeezed shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. “I fucking told you if there was anything wrong to tell me.”
Your gaze stared down at the floor like a sad puppy who had just gotten scolded, the comparison was far from a lie.
“Then will you listen? I need to talk about something.” you spoke in a quiet voice.
Bakugou gave you his full attention. He sat across from you, arms crossed as he waited for you speak.
Taking a deep breath, this was it. You pulled the test from underneath you and held it out to him.
“I’ve been waiting to tell you this, I really didn’t mean to keep it from you for this long I promise. But it’s too important to hold off any longer.”
Bakugou rose a brow and took the item in his hand. The cheap plastic nearly hitting the floor when he was brought to the realization-
A sizzling noise filled the room along with the smell of burning chemicals. Your head whips up to see smoke rising from Bakugou’s palm and drops of melted plastic dripping onto the floor.
“Katsuki! Your hand! Your hand!”
Bakugou blinked out of his stupor, immediately jumping up with a curse and throwing the melted plastic into the sink and turning on the water. He quickly cleaned up the mess, nothing but strings of curses leaving his lips. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight, although Bakugou didn’t find an ounce of it funny. He frowned at you, as he dried his hands off and shut off the water.
“I don’t find this funny (y/n)!”
Once your laughing fit died down you heaved a sigh, “Sorry.” you apologized but it was just what you needed to relieve the tension in the air. Still there was the obvious elephant in the room.
“So…” you started.
“So…” Bakugou reiterated, “You’re pregnant…” the words hitting him like a bus.
“You’re fucking pregnant.”
Your face dropped in confusion, wondering why he kept repeating it.
“Katsuki, are you okay?” you felt fear seep into your chest. You stared at his blank expression, not sure what to say or do, beginning to feel the tears well up in your eyes at his lack of response. But before a tear could slip out of your sockets, you were enveloped in a hug and you were left even more confused.
“You’re fucking pregnant.”
“W-well yeah, that’s what I said. Why do you keep repeating-” you were growing frustrated-
“YOU’RE FUCKING PREGNANT! I’M GONNA BE A DAD!!!” he lifted you off your feet, holding you in a bone crushing hug. A surprised squeak ripped through your throat and you looked at your lover with astonishment. The tears that fell from your eyes weren’t out of fear, but out of happiness. His loud enthusiastic voice sent your heart swelling with adoration. He set you down carefully on the floor, pulling away just enough to press a kiss to your forehead. He had a hearty smile pulled on his lips when you looked up at him and you could feel yourself falling in love with Bakugou all over again.
“I dreamed of this.” he said, the statement ironically meant both figuratively and literally. Bakugou laughed. Not in a million years would either of you would have thought that he would be so damn happy to have his own kid. And knowing it was with the love of his life was even better. If you never believed dreams became a reality, then just look at them now.
You returned his bright smile with your own. Wrapping your arms around his torso, you embraced each other and relished in each other’s warmth. Bakugou’s hand found its way to your front, caressing your belly where the new life you created together was growing within you. No matter how many hardships you would face in this oncoming parenthood, you would share it together. Whatever worries you would have you would make sure to tell him and he would do everything in his power.
Because that’s what the best did, and the best is what you deserved.
Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been thinking I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier
“Where’s Y/N?” Mina asks as she noticed she saw everyone in the dorm but you. She looks around at her classmates, some she saw going to school and some eating breakfast, she’s seen everyone except you. The others shrug or give some response of confusion. The others look around and try texting you but you don’t text back. They assume your still in your dorm but you don’t answer when someone knocks.
a/n: hii! of course it’s not too much! we’re open on this blog, and i love this idea. i myself am bisexual. this idea is really sweet.
headcanon:them finding out their s/o is bisexual
key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk
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Whether it’s a large pride flag or small, you decide to hang up a bi-pride flag. It’s simple, and put just above your desk.
Bakugou and you have been together for a bit, and the question of sexuality just never crossed your mind.
But when Bakugou walked in and saw you putting it up, he got curious.
“What’s that?” Bakugou’s voice was soft. He was aware of the LGBTQ+, he’s educated and firmly believes that love is love.
“Oh, it’s uhm…” You hesitate, putting the last thumbtack in it, pinning it to the wall.
“It’s the bisexual pride flag.” You say softly, almost too quiet for him to hear.
“Oh, neat.” That’s a word Bakugou rarely uses, but he didn’t really know what to say. It’s not like he cared all that much, you being bisexual wasn’t going to change the way he loved you or looked at you.
You were still the same person you were before he asked you the question.
“You’re not saying anything.” You speak up, worried that he’s upset for you not telling him.
“I don’t have anything to say.”
“Is that good or bad?” You nervously fidget with your fingers.
“Good. I still love you-”
You wrap your arms around him, hugging him tightly.
“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything earlier!” You speak against his chest.
“You don’t need too. It’s up to you to decide when you wanna tell someone, don’t feel bad.” Bakugou hugged you back, his hand rubbing your back gently.
“You really are an amazing boyfriend.” You smile, pulling away to look at him.
“And you’re my badass girlfriend.” Bakugou smirks. You place a quick kiss on his lips before returning to your bed to relax.
I see Bakugou buying you little things that remind you he loves you. Like he surprises you with a little bisexual pride pin out on a date or something, just a kind gesture to let you know that he’s thinking about you.
“I saw it out with the guys and I thought you might like it to put on your bag or something.”
“Awe, thank you!” You smile excitedly.
Eventually, you have to get him the ‘best boyfriend’ mug because this man will defend you till the very end and is supporting you no matter what.
Bakugou stared daggers onto the field before him. Just the sight of the skin-tight cheerleaders’ outfit that looked like it was painted on your body was pissing him off. What were the girls in the class thinking? What was worse? You were cheering on one of the few people in the class that pissed him off just by breathing. Shoto Todoroki.
Bakugou watched as you jumped along with the other girls. His name leaving your lips as you watched his fight with Deku. The more you jumped the further up your backside your skirt went, threatening to show the underwear that you wore underneath. He was the only person who should be able to get a peek at those things.
Not only did he have to worry about the entire stadium full of people getting a free show, but they were broadcasting on live television. The UA sports festival was more popular this year than it ever had been. The fight that Bakugou and your class had had with the League of Villains had the whole world watching Class 1-A.
As the battle died down some Bakugou walked up behind you, grabbing your arm and spinning you around. You gave a surprised yelp as you felt yourself being dragged across the field. Bakugou was headed for one of the entrances that laid under the bleachers. There the two of you would be secluded, no one to bother you.
When you reached the tunnel Bakugou spun you around to face him, pushing you against the cold concrete wall. His face was inches from you as he spoke. “What the hell was that?”
“What the hell was what Katsuki?”
“You know very well what I’m talking about dumbass. The way you were out there cheering for Icy-Hot.” He looked to the side of him, checking to make sure no one had entered the tunnel. “I’m glad you were cheering against Deku, don’t get me wrong there. But you shouldn’t be cheering on anyone here but me.”
“Bakugou… are you jealous right now?”
Bakugou was stung by your words. The fireball backed up, his vermilion eyes were now full of rage. “Of course I’m not jealous. Why the hell would be jealous of that half and half bastard?”
You laughed at him and stepped forward, gripping the front of his gym suit in your hand. You tugged the front toward you, placing your lips to his. “You know you have nothing to worry about Kacchan. Wait till you get out there. I’ve got something special planned for you.”
Bakugou’s glare turned soft, his mind wandered to everything you could have planned for him. You caught a glimpse of a thinner green strap underneath the top you were wearing. The same green as his hero costume. He smiled deviously, lacing his finger under the strap and pulling, letting it snap back to your shoulder. “Is this what you had in mind?”
“Hmmm, it might be, but it’s not, for now, it’s for after you win.” You pulled the front of your shirt down, exposing more of the top. More of the colors of the hero costume shown and as he went to take a closer look you let go. The fabric clung to you once more and Bakugou stood still, drooling over what he would get to see later. “Now don’t let me down Katsuki, you best win this.”
Bakugou held a fist up. “You bet your tight little ass I’m gonna win this.” He spun you around and pointed you toward the entrance to the field, slapping your ass harshly. The sting lingered as you started walking forward. “You best be ready to strip those clothes in a little while Y/n.”
Having your long-term boyfriend cheat on you is pretty bad, but you’re lucky enough to have a rich, pro-hero best friend who lets you move in with him until you get a new apartment. Except lockdown happens. And you can’t look for a new apartment anymore, and you can’t go anywhere anymore, and neither can your best friend, and you think you might be falling a little bit in love with him. Or maybe you’ve been in love with him all along.
The story of how it takes a nationwide lockdown for you and Bakugou Katsuki to finally get together, part 4!
I’m not as happy with this chapter as I’d like to be and I know it took a bit longer than I said to get it out but I hope you all still enjoy it! We’re getting closer to the actual lockdown part of the story so I’m excited to start writing that! Also thank you all so much for giving me over 100 followers it really means a lot to see you all enjoying my work! Much love!
oh FUCK me sideways, there’s something so innocently sexy about his dick and heart going on brick at the reader’s collarbones.
Fuck… Bakugo swallowed. Hard. This was so completely inappropriate and unprofessional and could land him in a load of utter shit - but he just couldn’t help it.
“Any pain with that movement?” He clears his throat, trying desperately to focus his gaze anywhere but where it wanted to land so badly. Where it was drawn to.
His head snapped up at your hum of contemplation, fingers tightening ever so slightly at the grip on your shoulder, thumb brushing against your pulse point with every little rise of your chest. If his hand were to slip, even just an inch down, he’d be touching your—
“Nope, just a little tightness,” You roll your shoulder again in the opposite direction as to make sure. “It hurts a bit lower, it pinches when I lean forward or curve my back - here.” You guides his wrist to where you felt the pressure, not at all noticing the blonde’s flushed cheeks or clenched jaw.
Oh fuck. Bakugo’s breath hitches painfully in his throat, adam’s apple bobbing up and down furiously but you were none the wiser. Absolutely ignorant to the restlesssness in his head, and the rushing of blood to his other one.
The pads of his fingers dared to touch the collarbones peeking out from your tee-shirt. Sleek, and sexy, and he honestly had no idea why he was so drawn to them - but he fucking was and his increasingly tighteness in his slacks was a testament to it.
“Yes, I see.” He nods his head, pretending to look empathetic - this was a total abuse of power, but he couldn’t begin to care about the potential consequences now. You were so cute, such a sweet little thing. Perfect, and he wasn’t going to just let you slip through his fingers before he even got the chance to sink them into you.
“It seems worse than I intinally thought,” He’s trying so hard not to smirk in satisfaction at your immediate reaction, asking him, what’s wrong, doctor? Fuck, if his title sounded that good falling from your lips, he could only imagine how his actual name would sound. He could picture it now, you on your back, tongue lolling out and drool dripping down your chin as you moaned - begged him - Katsuki, please—
“—Dr. Bakugo? What’s wrong with me?” Your eyes are pleading, not taking notice of his glazed over red ones.
He shook those thoughts out of his head for the moment, reluctantly letting his hand drop from your soft skin to grab his clipboard, scribbling down some nonsense and furrowing his brows.
“It’s nothing that a few visits can’t help,” He tilts his head nonchalantly - he’s anything but, practically giddy at the thought of you coming around to sit that sweet ass on his exam table every week. Slowly getting closer to you, wrapping you up in his web, snug with him in the silky prison of his doing.
He pauses his writing, eyes narrowing behind those glasses as he looks you straight on, and he can see the way you shiver - revels in it.
“You want to get better, don’t you?” It’s getting so hard not to grin, and he allows a bit of his gums to peek from excitement. “You don’t even have to worry. I’ll have you feeling pain free in no time.”
BAKUWHORE IVE MISSED YOU!! AND HIM DOIN SHIT LIKE THAT GOT ME 🥵
His hands are so hot, and just completely engulf your thighs in their grasp, kneading and massaging the tense flesh with such precision that had your eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head.
“That feel good?” He asks, close - too close. Your eyes flutter open, head lolling a bit to the side to look over your shoulder, only to nearly jump out of your bones when your nose brushed against his chin. He was looming over you, how you failed to notice up until this point you weren’t sure, but it all had to be blamed on his blissful touches that had you drunk off of dull pleasure.
“Um, y-yeah.” You stutter out, cheeks positively burning as you feel his breath fan across the nape of your neck. This must have been normal procedure and you were just reading the contact as intimate - when it certainly wasn’t, this was his job. He was a professional, and you were just a bit touched starved. Yeah, that had to be it.
“Yeah? You don’t sound so sure,” But then he says things like that, tone low and nearly guttural, with a devilish smirk to match that just sends you reeling. This was all in your head, right?
You suddenly squeak out, undignified, as his fingers suddenly move up, firmly gripping the globes of your ass. Again, he’s kneeding, working out any knots, but his thumbs keep dipping lower and lower, and you’re positively panting. This had overstepping professional bounds, or were you still reading to far into things?
You can’t bite back the moan as the pads of his digits brush over your core, head whipping back to stutter out an excuse to leave, because god that sound was embarrassing and you were dripping at this point. But once again you’re caught in his trap, his cheek pressed up against your own from behind as to halt your actions, his words caressing the corners of your lips as he speaks, rubbing over your aching cunt once again.
“Let me fix that. If you’re not floating on cloud fucking nine by the time I’m done with you, I’ll be more than glad to issue you a return in full.”
So yeah I’m totally making this into a fucking fic. Thank you Bakuwhore, I fuckin love you 😤💗
edit from the user who sent this request in: hi for a request that i just send. i would like to change it a bit . Instead if bakugou/todoroki s/o visiting them in UA. They were on a date and their classmates saw them and decided to ask bakugou / todoroki who they were out with at.
a/n: hi love! this is super cute and i love these boys so let’s get it poppin. thanks for the request love!
headcanon:them getting caught on a date with their s/o
key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk
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Is probably walking around a park with you when it happens. The entire Bakusquad plus Deku and his group, they all spot you and him and it’s their goal to figure out what’s happening.
Tries to stay undercover but Kaminari and Deku give the position away.
Bakugou is like ‘shit shit shit shit’
“Do you think that’s Bakugou’s girlfriend?” Kirishima asks curiously. Kaminari and Sero are quick to shake their heads.
“There’s no fucking way-”
“Language!” Iida snaps at the two boys.
“What the fuck are you guys doing?” Bakugou grumbles, his arm slung across your shoulder, his thumb unconsciously rubbing small shapes into your arm.
“We saw you out-”
“Is this your girlfriend?” Kaminari cuts Kirishima off, getting straight to the point.
There’s a moment of silence before you let out a giggle. Bakugou looks at you and rolls his eyes.
“You didn’t tell them about me? My big strong boyfriend who is constantly yelling kept one thing secret?” You tease Bakugou playfully.
“I knew it!” Mina yells, collecting a few bucks from Uraraka.
“I knew these jerks would get their noses into our business.” Bakugou grumbles, pulling you closer to him.
“You guys are really cute together.” Uraraka compliments. Your cheeks begin to heat up as Bakugou’s ears turn red.
“Thanks.” Bakugou says quietly, almost impossible to hear.
“How did he get a girlfriend?” Sero shakes Kaminari, pointing at you.
“I don’t know!” Kaminari yelps, trying to get Sero to stop shaking him.
“Would you losers go now, I wanna spend this date with her alone.” Bakugou waves his hand, asking everyone to go.
“C’mon, let’s give them their space!” Deku chimes in, giving his childhood friend a thumbs up.
Bakugou ends up bringing you to U.A. afterward, and sometimes you surprise him and say hi to all your new friends.
Bakugou’s super irritated with everyone wanting to know how you’re doing but eventually he learns to deal with it, but he does enjoy spending time with you alone, actually alone, which is why he prefers to visit you at your school where the knuckleheads can’t spy on him.
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Out to eat soba or some nice food, Todoroki’s treating you to that good shit. He’s using his dad’s credit card so he doesn’t care how much the two of you spend.
Most likely to get spotted by Deku’s friend group or Momo treating some friends to a nice lunch/dinner.
Todoroki’s super blunt when it comes to who you are.
“This is my girlfriend, yes.” He says, taking another bite of his soba, watching as you nearly spit out your drink.
“Are these your friends?” You question after gaining your composure.
“Yes, from U.A. What are you guys doing here?” Todoroki questions. Deku is sort of embarrassed by running into the two of you on a date.
“We didn’t mean to intrude! This is all just a coincidence. But it’s lovely to meet you!” Deku smiles brightly, extending a hand to shake yours.
“It’s nice to meet you too.” You smile back, happy to meet some of Todoroki’s friends.
“I didn’t know you had a girlfriend.” Jiro comments, kind of surprised to see Todoroki, the guy who seemed to have relationships on the end of his priority list.
“Yeah it’s kind of surprising.” Uraraka comments, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear,
“How so?” Todoroki pauses to take a sip of tea.
“Well you’ve never mentioned a girlfriend, or even talked about having friends outside of U.A.” Deku states.
“Well (Y/n) goes to a different school, we met at the recommendation entrance exams but she didn’t get in.”
“I almost did.” You pipe in, trying to save yourself from embarrassment.
“I beat her.” Todoroki’s lips perked upward in a smile.
“Yeah and I almost whooped your ass.”
“Well it was nice meeting you! Maybe we’ll see each other again!” Momo states happily.
They leave soon after, not wanting to disrupt your date any longer.
You get to come to U.A a bunch and you end up connecting with a lot of Todoroki’s friends. Todoroki does like spending time with you alone so sometimes he’ll suggest doing something where the possibilities of his friends interrupting is slim to none.
Really awkward if you run into his dad, but you make sure to treat him with respect despite wanting to sock him across the face a few times. (sorry endeavor redemption arc fans, this hurt to write but go with it)