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katsuki taking care of drunk you!

you and katsuki were in a weird place.

you both know you want each other, (so does the entire dorm). you’ve just never confessed so you’re in a weird stage of being more than friends but less than lovers.

earlier today kami got an invite from one of his one night stands to a party at a local college. she said to bring whoever he wants, so he invited you, bakugou, kirishima, mina, and jiro. you were so excited, if you could get katsuki to have a beer with you, maybe he’d loosen up a little and you could talk about your ‘situation’.

until bakugou had the genius idea to be the designated driver. why does he have to be so stupid and responsible?

guess you’re drinking away your problems tonight.

you get ready with the girls, giggling and bringing multiple outfits to mina’s dorm so she could pick for you.

“yn! you should literally wear none of these!” she saying laughing.

“you want bakugou to take notice of you tonight right?” she asks.

“well i mean a little bit, but not just for him! i’m independent!” you yell and jiro whoops.

“you’ve been independent for too long yn! it’s time to take what you want! i think, you should wear…. this!” she says pulling a dress out of her closet.

the perfect little black dress.

“okay i’m with mina now!!” jiro! how could she betray you like this!

you laugh and hold the dress up to yourself in the mirror.

“alright, alright! but only cause i’m going to look good in this.” you say shocked.

the girls cheer and you all finish getting ready.

“what the hell’s taking so long.” bakugou grumbles to his friends in the hallway.

“relax, bakugou we’re here!” you say, walking down the hallway with your girls.

“wow! you guys look great!” kirishima says, proud.

“thanks kiri!” the three of you say together.

you all get in the car and head to the party.

as you pull up, you take notice of the massive place you’re going to.

“holy shit! this is going to be awesome! our first college party!” mina squeals.

“none of you little shits better get lost, or pass out, or nothing. we’re all meeting back in this car at midnight or you’re all fuckin dead.” bakugo warns.

a chorus of ‘fine’ sings as you all get out and head to the party.

you spend the night trying to forget your issues with bakugou, by drinking, dancing, drinking, talking to your friends, drinking.

“haven’t you had enough?” bakugou says in your ear.

“lighten up. it’s a party, remember?” you say, walking away.

bakugou grumbles and goes to find a wall to lean on, so he can stand there and glare at you and your friends.

some loser chick tries to talk to him, and he looks her way to turn her down as politely as he can.

but as he looks back, you’re fucking gone.

“what the fuck? i looked away for one goddamn second.” he says to himself. eyes scanning the party in search of you.

after a minute of searching he hears a guy ask you to go upstairs with him. he’s about to lose his shit before he sees you walking up the stairs with him.

he scoffs. are you joking right now?

“yo!! bakugou! is that yn? whys she going upstairs with that guy? thought she liked you.” kirishima says.

“yeah. so did i.” he grumbles.

“well are you sure she wants to be going upstairs with him? she had a lot to drink” kirishima asks.

fuck he didn’t even think of that. he didn’t hear you say yes.

he stomps towards you, he needs to make sure you’re okay.

suddenly he sees your quirk activate, the guy sent into the wall.

you turn and see bakugou. fuck you need out of here.

“katsuki!” you say, rushing towards him.

katsuki? his heart jumps.

“hey, hey, what’s goin on?” he asks with his hands on your shoulders.

“wanna go home.” you slur.

fuck you’re so drunk.

“yeah, come on.” he says while leading you towards the rest of the group.

“alright dipshits, let’s go.” he says.

“whattt, but it’s not even 11:30!” mina defends.

“we’re going. now.” he says walking away, pushing you along with him.

you guys make it outside before you’re running into a bush to hurl your guts out.

“shit. come on, yn. you alright?” he says, rubbing your back, soothingly.

you stand straight and wipe your mouth.

“i wanna goooo.” you whine, pouting.

“i know, let’s get you home.”

you all get into the car, katsuki guides you to the passenger seat.

“but this is kiris seat.” you say, feeling guilty for taking it.

“i know, he won’t mind though, okay? you’re so sweet for thinkin of him.” he runs his fingers through your hair and you lean into his touch.

you all get into the car. while katsuki drives he keeps an eye on you, squirming in your seat.

“katsuki, i dont feel good.” you whine.

the car goes silent. you called him by his first name? and he didn’t murder you??

katsuki glares at them for a moment before turning his eyes back to the road. a silent ‘dont fuckin say a word’ warning and the people in the car resume to their normal chattiness.

“i know you don’t, yn. we’re almost there, okay? just hang on.” he soothes.

you stop squirming and try to take deep breaths to settle your stomach.

“alright we’re here, get out.” katsuki says to the idiots in his back seat.

once they leave katsuki gets out and opens your door for you. you run past him and throw up in another bush.

“fuck, are you okay?” katsuki asks.

“i wanna go to sleep, katsu.” you mumble.

katsuki takes you inside and walks you to your dorm.

“where are your keys, yn?” he asks and you hand them to him.

he opens your door and steps inside.

“are you done throwing up for tonight?” he asks cautiously.

“think so.” you hiccup.

“go brush your teeth, kay? i’ll get your pyjamas.” he says and gently pushes you into your bathroom.

he looks around your room and guesses which drawer your pyjamas sit in. thankfully, he guesses right.

he picks some pyjamas for you and lays them on your bed.

you come out of the bathroom looking more refreshed.

“alright, you’re all set. see you tomorrow during your hangover.” katsuki says, turning on his heel and waking to your door.

“wait!” you call to him. he turns to you.

you walk to him and kiss him. hard. trying to start something you can’t finish. at least you used mouthwash.

“hey, hey, hey, no.” he says pulling you off him.

“please? i can’t do this waiting thing anymore katsuki.” you plead with him.

“i’m sorry, but i’m not doing this for the first time with someone who probably won’t even remember it in the morning.” he sighs, walking away again.

you run up to him again and wrap your arms around him, your cheek pressed to his back.

“i’m sorry. i made you upset.” you say.

god you’re so drunk.

he turns in your grip.

“i’m not upset, baby. i just don’t want us doing something we’ll regret cause you were drunk.”

you look up at him with wide, glossy eyes.

“will you stay the night with me? i don’t feel good and you’re so warm.” you plead.

he thinks for a moment. would you freak out if he was in your bed and you don’t remember why, maybe… but you trust him enough to believe why.

“okay, i’ll stay. get into the bathroom and change. i’ll wait for you.” he says, ushering you to the bathroom.

“promise you won’t leave?” you ask.

“i promise.” he pats your head and goes to sit on your bed.

thank god he wore comfortable clothes. you would probably have a harder time believing that nothing happened if he was in his boxers.

a couple minutes go by until you step out of the bathroom. you shyly walk up to him and sit in his lap.

you’re clingy when you’re drunk.

you wrap your arms around his neck and rest your head on his chest.

he laughs lightly and swings his legs onto your bed before pulling the covers over the two of you. you being completely on top of him, curled into a little ball to help settle your stomach.

he runs his fingers through your hair and you kiss his peck in response.

maybe he’ll let dunce face drag you two to a couple more parties.

part 2

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justatypicalwizard · 2 months

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Until The End Of The Night | Ch 1

-midnight-

✦ College!au, characters in early twenties, support!reader, slight angst to happy ending

✦ Synopsis: after over three years abroad you come back to continue your education. Despite gaining new friends and living a great life in Europe nothing feels better than home. You are quickly sucked in the everyday drama and everything would be just as you left it if not for Bakugo. Three years ago you two shared a moment, a short and meaningful moment that no one knows or should know about. That is until the situation gets out of control.

✦ Warnings: smut

✦ Word count: 4k

✦ Chapter: Few days until you take of to Europe, UA graduation bonfire party and a conversation with Bakugo you thought you'll never have. The two of you mean nothing to each other, don't you?

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“One more round, one more! You’re not bailing out Eiji!” Mina’s clamorous voice echoed out as she pushed shots into her friend’s hands.

The graduation party turned out just as you expected, or maybe even helped out to plan. Midoriya clumsily bumped into Ochako every now and then, genuinely thinking he’s not that obvious, as they both balanced, sitting on a log and recollecting mutual memories as if they were sticking photos into an imagined album. The tipsiness made them a bit more nostalgic. Mina, Sero, Denki and Kirishima, despite losing Bakugo somewhere, were chugging beers and spilling shots, the alcohol soaking into the green grass underneath their feet. Laughs, bickering and Denki’s loud singing disturbed the night’s soothing peace. Shouto and Tokoyami discussed the written exams while Jiro and Yaoyorozu desperately tried to change the subject, even the top class girl was in too good of a mood (due to some fireballs) to give a damn about school.

School, well it was nice while it lasted. Even though you were having a heck of a time at the bonfire UA graduation party, the squeezing feeling in the pitch of your stomach never left. It first grabbed at your intestines when the teachers handed you the graduation certificate. Or maybe even earlier, when you applied for college abroad, chewing on the end of your pencil as you tried to come up with a motivational letter. Or was it later, when you sang the school anthem, neatly lined up with your colleagues from the support class, while looking at the back of Mina’s pink head?

Never mind when it started, what pained you was not regret or sorrow but simply fear of starting a new chapter of your life. It was nice to dream about college in Europe when you were safely tucked away under the covers of your comfy bed, texting Mina and Denki your options. Now, when you were about to face reality head-on in a matter of days your knees trembled a bit. Luckily you felt not only fear but also excitement. What will Europe be like? Will you gain new friends? Are the city centres really as picturesque as they describe them? Will the classes be hard? Will you manage all the household chores by yourself? Can you really cook as good as you think or will you poison yourself?

Questions, questions, questions. They itched under your skin like a nasty rash and spread the second you dwelled on it too much. Now is not the time to make your head bubble up with concerns, it should rather be spinning due to an excessive amount of alcohol in your system.

You took a deep breath and shook your head, taking a step to the side in the meantime, the tipsiness reminding you of its existence.

“Why the fuck are you talking to yourself?” A head of blonde speaking with an irritated voice caught your attention. This guy.

Bakugo was a friend of Kirishima’s and Kirishima was a friend of Mina’s (and Denki’s) so you knew each other. You often saw the blonde in the common room spitting curses at ‘Dunce face’s’ stupid ass, you had him in the periphery of your vision at parties, always a bit to the side of the room, you told him a bunch of unimportant stuff and listened to a solid dose of the same nothing from him, never close enough to hold a meaningful conversation, never far enough to ignore each other completely.

He was mean, got angry quickly, and always had something to complain about. He was also one of the top students, that you found a challenge for yourself rubbing your achievements in his face while he wiped yours with his scholarships. He was also ambitious, hard-working and disciplined. Success poured out of every pore of his body, distilling at the nape of his neck like sweat during his murderous work-outs. He really had it all, every ingredient necessary to create the perfect hero - strength for missions, talent for catching villains, endurance to pain, looks for the fans and a personality worth looking up to (not taking into consideration his mean ass but you were sure his future PR team would take care of it).

But Bakugo was just a colleague of yours, nothing much.

“Because I’m drunk.” You stood in front of the blonde, resting hands on your hips. “Aren’t you?” A cheeky grin sprung up on your face.

“I know how to hold my liquor. I’d rather not look like a pathetic, fun deprived idiot stumbling from left to right, on her journey to fetch some water.” For a newcomer's ears it sounded like venom reforged into words. You on the other hand knew to look for answers not in his bitching around but rather on his face. Even in the omnipresent darkness you were able to catch the smirk plastered on his lips. You could guess that freaky little smile was accompanied by a crooked brow, Bakugo assessing his superiority while also having fun with it.

“You forgot to add I’m talking to myself.” An accusatory finger shot his way and you giggled a bit, taking another step to the side to keep your balance.

“My bad.” The giggle died out in your throat and silence fell upon the two of you.

You were ready for some more bickering but Bakugo decided to cut this conversation short. What were you supposed to talk about now? Would he just prefer to be left alone? Sure, you should just go and grab that water and go back to your idiots by the bonfire, sing some Mr. Worldwide songs and get Denki even more drunk, up to the point where he’ll confess love to anyone and anything. Maybe you could get him to ask Mineta out just to laugh at him in the morning. Or maybe you could stick your nose in something that’s absolutely no business of yours - getting Kirishima and Mina to finally go out. Graduation bonfire would be a great moment to confess, so romantic.

“So what, you’re going abroad for college?” The discourtesy of your actions hit you straight in the face. You already ended this conversation in your head while Bakugo was still standing in front of you. Your lazy seeing focused back on the blonde. Dionizos must be laughing at you right now, reminding you from up in the heavens that you are, in fact, drunk.

“Yeah, sorry.” You rubbed your eyes a few times before looking back at him. “Yes, I got in. The application process was tiring. The schedules in Europe and here are totally different so I had to balance between getting all the shit finalised while assuring the universities abroad that I will get my certificate any day now. But it all paid off and now I’m moving out and that’s with a scholarship from the start!” You giggled once more, the thought of your ground-shaking success made your insides bubble up with joy. Well, maybe it shook only your ground but it was enough to feel self-satisfied.

Somehow you were walking, not standing. When you focused on that you realised that your journey for water hit a detour. Both of your figures disappeared further and further into the darkness of the nearby forest. It was nice and cool, a bit chilly even, with the wetness in the air that stuck to your bare shoulders giving you the chills.

“I’m also getting a scholarship.” Bakugo’s voice was out of place, calm and way more quiet than usual. Somehow on the way he stopped with this superiority shit and you felt like you were trodding the same ground as him.

“That’s nothing new.” He gave you a dissatisfied look that you barely caught in the moonlight. “But I’m not saying you shouldn’t be proud, or I shouldn’t be proud. We all should be proud of you.” You added the last part quickly, getting too caught up in your blabbering.

“So you’re proud of me?” The blonde started to snicker but you cut him short.

“What I mean is, you’re a great student and person, a hard-worker and any other epithet you can think of, but it doesn’t mean anyone should take your success for granted. It’s all your hard work, no matter how many times you do it.” You spoke from experience. When you’re always at the top people tend to think you’re glued to the peak of the mountain while in fact you climb it, all the way up, every single time. No one is born successful.

“Yeah, as if you knew.” That snickering of his will echo in your head for months if he doesn’t stop drilling it into your brain like this.

“Oh come on, cut me some slack. I’m also good, great even!” You threw your hands into the air, gesticulating dramatically. “Just because I don’t sweat my ass in training and prance around with a fancy quirk doesn’t mean I’m worthless.” You sassed at him, or at least in your head it was sass. You go girl, slay. “Besides, you didn’t complain when I improved your gear after spending nights on your samples.”

You and Bakugo were paired up one time during an assignment. Giving your biological specialisation you were able to analyse the samples of his sweat and spice up the storage of extracted explosives in his gear. He on the other hand was supposed to be as unproblematic as he could, and use your findings to the best of his ability. The blonde sure did exceed in at least one of these tasks.

“Cuz they were good.” This boy, why does he play hot n’ cold with you?

“I don’t understand.” You groaned, slapping hands on your cheeks. “Are you praising or criticising me?”

“Both.” He was looking straight ahead so his face was a mystery for you.

“Both! Both. Both.” You parrot him in a squeaky voice. Then you stop in your tracks and laugh quietly.

“What?” He seemed irritated by your sudden halt.

“Nothing, I just never thought a peasant like me could get a compliment from the great Bakugo.” You bowed dramatically and snickered sarcastically.

“Stop shitting around and start walking.” He turned and proceeded straight.

“Where are we even going?” Now that you thought about it you didn’t know where you were. All the trees around looked the same, the grass was covered in dew kissing your exposed ankles and the chatter of the bonfire died out some time ago.

“Doesn’t matter.” Bakugo threw disinterested.

“Objection judge! It does.” You grumbled. “I still need to get Denki a whole lot more drunk. I wanted to make him ask out…”

“Stop talking about fucking Dunce face.” Now it was Bakugo’s turn to groan.

“Denki, Denki, Denki.” You chanted gawking at him with wide-spread eyes.

“Seriously stop.”

“Why?” A cheshire grin entered your face. How come Denki was annoying someone while not even present.

“It’s ruining the mood.”

“Oh so we’re having a moment here?” You gasped theatrically.

“No we’re not. The thought of him is ruining my mood.”

“Are you sure?” You crooked a brow, turning around and walking backwards.

“Stop that idiot, you’re gonna fall and crash your stupid ass.” Bakugo’s face was vague in the dark, the sensation fueled up by your slightly murky vision.

“I know what I’ve heard. The great Bakugo is having a moment with old little me! And poor Denki is ruining it.” You pouted.

“Be delusional all you want.”

“I’m gonna have to tell Mina. Friends don’t keep stuff like that from each other. Wonder what she’ll say?” You hummed as if you were studying some very important samples.

“No you won’t. Or else I’ll smash your stupid ass.”

“Catch me if you can then.”

You turned around and ran for your life. The drunkenness, shaky breathing and uneven path that promised to betray your wobbly knees any moment now didn’t stop you from laughing madly while leaping through the twists and turns of the dark forest. Your fun was short lived as the blonde heroe-to-be was obviously quicker. He crashed into you as if you were a thief running after robbing a jeweller. It took you a few turns to brake but nothing hurt you in the end. After all, you were tackled by the one and only.

“Sorry, sorry.” You laughed apologetically, eyes closed as tears prickled them. You were dizzy after the stumble. “Don’t mind my drunk babbling, I was just joking.” Realisation hit you and maybe you took the act a bit too far, now that you think about it.

Looking up you saw him on all fours, over you. He kept silent, just staring down at you as if you had something on your face.

“What?” You propped yourself up on your elbows but was quickly shoved back down. “The fuck dude?”

His face was more comprehensible now. Moonlight shone down from between the rustling treetops, bouncing from one of his cheeks, the other dark, hiding half of his face. Red tinted the area of his nose, spreading over the whole of his face. Close up he also looked a bit drunk.

“Can you just stay silent?” His voice was not like him once more, low and inches from being a mere whisper.

So you did, looking up at him. Your brain fought a hard battle between trying to understand what was going on and at the same time giving up on clarity, just going with the flow of the strange situation.

Before you could choose a side and undertake appropriate actions Bakugo pressed his lips into yours. Sometimes you thought about how he would be, how he would act? The same you thought that Kirishima was a snack but also a golden retriever so he would most likely be gentle. The same you thought Shouto was good looking but most likely a virgin. The same you thought Denki was the last thing on mother earth you would fuck. In all the scenarios you made up in your head, never have you thought Bakugo would be subtle, or did it feel more like hesitation?

His lips were more like grazing yours than kissing them and quickly moved away as if he burned himself.

“What are you doing?” You asked, realising your voice was laced with irritation. What were you irritated about?

“Dunno, I’m drunk.” He answered, red eyes still caught up in your lower lip.

“Oh so now it’s an explanation.”

“Shut up.” He kissed you once more, firmly pressing his face into yours and pushing your slightly raised head into the moisty ground.

“I’m cold.” You mumbled between sloppy kisses, shivering from how hard the chilly ground pressed into your back. No, it was your back pressing hard into the ground.

Bakugo stood up on his knees and shimmied out of his jacket, grabbing at the front of your strapless shirt to guide you up. After you were laid back down, this time with his warm jacket shielding you from the cold, your brain turned on sluggishly and started to mull over the situation.

Bakugo didn’t explain why he was pressing his chest to yours while moving his lips faster and faster on yours, guiding himself down to your jaw and back up seconds afterwards, as if he didn’t want to lose time. You didn’t explain to yourself why you allowed him to, combing his fair hair with your fingers.

Between the kisses and gasps you managed to ask him one thing. “How far do you wanna take it?”

“Till the end. You okay with that?” His dialled pupils locked on your face and you finally realised he was looking straight at you, straight through you. It was only the two of you, wrapped up in each other's limbs like a tight knot, pressing onto one another as if battling who could do it harder. Were you really about to have sex with him? Did you feel excited about it? Yes, yes you did, you wanted it so bad right now. Why did he want to do it with you? No clue but it’s not important.

“Mhm.” You murmured, placing one of your palms on his cheek and guiding him back down to meet you halfway. “Show me.” You asked quietly, tugging at his shirt. Without objection he pulled it over his head and it was gone, letting you grab his bare shoulders and thread his muscles. You didn’t remain indebted for long, pulling your tight-fitting shirt up, letting your breasts spill out of their constrictions.

Two soft mounds quickly caught Bakugo’s attention but they were only a passageway for his palm to trace down. You nodded your head and pushed up your hips to make it easier for him to pull down your pants and leave them dangling over one of your tights. He straightened up once more and pulled out a condom from his pocket before undoing his own belt.

“You bastard!” Your finger pointed at the condom but Bakugo ignored it, finding his way between your tights.

It wasn’t your first time but it still took a while to get used to feeling him inside. Fortunately he was acting surprisingly nice, staying still with his face buried in the crook of your neck. After a short while when you felt ready you scratched his bare back delicately and murmured an ‘I’m ready’ into his ear.

Suddenly, the world turned around, your dizzy head not catching up with it. The cool breeze hit your back once more as the welcoming warmth of Bakugo’s coat was gone. You were sitting on him, watching his hard breathing, chest rising and falling in a steady but fast rhythm, one that matched your heartbeat.

“What…”

“It’s my first time, can you…” The words were cut short in his throat and he looked to the side, embarrassment grasping him faster than he could formulate his ask.

“It’s your first time?” It sounded a bit louder than you wanted it to.

“I don’t wanna fucking tell you this twice.” His anger rose quickly.

“No, no, that’s not what I mean!” You quickly assured him. “Don’t be embarrassed, it’s just… why do you want to have your first time with me?”

“Why do you have to fucking ask.” His gaze melted with the floor close to his head.

You realised that you were somehow destroying the mood, trying to get that answer out of him.

“You know what, never mind, you don’t have to tell me. I just wanted to, I don’t know, I just want it to be special now.” You whispered the last part and before he got to tell you how you ‘shouldn’t make a big deal out of it’ you were already moving your hips, pressing your chest into his and finding his kiss swollen lips once again. Between making out he remained silent, except for the occasional quiet gasps and hisses. His eyes were closed and hands palmed your ass as if he was holding it for dear life.

“Do you wanna try yourself?” You murmured into his ear and he nodded.

Turning around you were once again hugged by his coat but this time you felt it was unnecessary. Your body was hot, flushed against his burning one. Putting your hand on his lower sides you started to guide him, in and out, rotating his hips slightly to make him hit all the sweet spots and press tightly to the whole of your welcoming tights in the process. He caught it after a while and your help was no longer needed so you let yourself enjoy the moment.

“Not gonna last long like this so you better tell me how to make you cum too or I’ll feel like shit for the rest of the night.” His harsh voice disturbed your trance.

“Don’t worry, ‘m gonna take care of it. Just feel the moment, you look the hottest when you’re enjoying yourself.” You murmured, licking your fingers and guiding them down to help yourself.

After countless hastening gasps of yours you finally came with a soft whine and nails digging into Bakugo’s biceps. He came short after, falling over and crushing you under his weight. There was a short silence before you both started to gather yourself.

You sat wrapped up in his coat, ass slightly wet from the moisty grass. Fuck womens’ shorts, can’t they be slightly longer? Bakugo looked ahead, giving you a view of his pretty profile, with the upturned nose and lips lacking his usual frown. You felt a lot more sober now, the adrenaline evaporating from your veins. You sat in a hole in the dense tree line that gave you a view of the lake down in the valley. You didn’t even realise that you ran up a hill earlier. It was quiet, save for the night critters.

“So are you going to tell me why I got your v-card?” You eyed his still form. “I mean, you already had a condom on you so you either decided it was the big night and you're gonna lose it with whoever or, excuse me jumping to conclusions, you were hunting for me.” Your expertise was always precise when you were not stupid drunk.

“The latter.” Was his only response.

“Well then, did you like it?” You had a hard time comprehending what was going on. On one hand it was nice, sitting in the quiet with him after banging such a hot guy, on the other hand you tried to puzzle out what was his case but it turned out harder than you thought.

“Yes.”

“Great.” You looked to the side, up to the sky and down on your feet, trying to distract yourself from the awkward feeling creeping up your back.

“So you’re going away.” It was more of a statement than a question from him.

You mumbled out something in the lines of ‘yeah’, nodding your head and trying to figure out the sudden change of topic.

“Good for you, you deserve it.”

It was silent mostly and you were really lost. This was all so messy.

“Are you going to keep in contact with Mina?”

“Yes, of course. I think I’ll also keep in contact with the one whose name I shouldn’t pronounce.” Somehow you made him laugh dryly.

“So maybe I’ll pop up in the back sometimes.” He seemed to be speaking more to the grass under his feet than to you with the way he refused to face you.

“What’s up with you?”

“Listen.” He finally turned toward you. A quizzical look covered his features. “I told you I was gonna take it till the end and I’m gonna.” He was speaking another language and it was getting on your worn out nerves. Bakugo was never so elusive but now suddenly he decided to play a maze with you. “Do you want to be my girlfriend till the end of the night? Later you forget about me.”

It took a lot for you to hold your composure. What kind of kindergarten scenario was this? Why should you forget him?

“Just till the end of the night.” His voice was firm but his eyes spoke louder. They were dialled and pleading, locked straight into yours as if you were to disappear if he blinked. “Then you’ll be gone and it won’t matter anymore.”

“Do you have a…” You wanted to ask, you wanted to know. Why did the Bakugo Katsuki act so strange all of a sudden? Why did he play weird romantic scenarios and act as if you were dying and not simply moving to another country. Did he have a crush on you, could you really let such a thought live in your head?

“Don’t ask me that, just answer the question.”

And in the end it was not important because he was right. You will move away for a few years, you will meet new friends, new lovers. You will find a new life and let the old one away. You will grow and hurt and achieve and lose. You can’t be anchored to the past. You saw the answer in his intense eyes and it pained you to realise that you could guess what he would have said if you pushed him. You saw the opportunities fly by and escape into the night. If he only told you earlier you could have a thing, you could change some things… but do you want to change some things? Did he do you good or bad with his decision to keep to himself? It didn’t matter because that time is gone and now is now. Now you have to give him an answer as he is still observing.

“Okay, yes.” You said, blinking a few times trying to wake up from a dream, but it wasn’t a dream. It was his arm snaking around your waist as he pressed you firmly to his side and stole another kiss from your lips.

Bakugo was not your first nor last boyfriend but he was the one that you remembered the most, even if he was yours just for a few hours.

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slayfics · 4 months

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Explosive Tendencies a slow burn fanfic about the readers developing relationship with Katsuki Bakugo.

Chapter eight: You talk to the girls about crushes.

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Aizawa had stopped the swimming race right before a winner was determined. Everyone shuffled into the designated locker rooms complaining about not being able to decide a winner.

You changed and made your way to start walking home and noticed Katsuki and Eijiro a little ways in the distance. Just as you began to quicken your pace to catch up to them Mina popped out in front of you.

"Such a bummer hu? Not being able to see the winner like that is so lame! Anyway, your walk home is in the same direction as mine and Jiro! Why don't you walk home with us?" She said smiling.

"Uh-" You looked from Mina back to where you saw Katsuki and Eijiro and they were basically out of sight now. "Sure why not," You shrugged trying to mask your irritation.

"I didn't keep you from someone did I?" She said teasingly, nudging your shoulder.

"No of course not!" You said defensively.

"Mhm okayyyy," Mina replied in a sing-songy voice. "Anyway, who do you two think would have won the race?" She asked.

"Midoriya was doing really well," Kyoka replied.

"Yeah, I guess he was hu? But I don't know, I think Todoroki had a good chance! What about you?" Mina said, turning to look at you.

"Who knows, they were all pretty determined," you shrugged.

"Mhm- bet you're just upset Kirishima didn't make it to the top three." Mina teased.

"What?!" You exclaimed angrily.

"Hu?" Kyoka tilted her head to the side.

"Oh Jiro, they have a huge crush on Kirishima. You should have seen their face when he showed up at the pool," Mina said, wrapping her arm around you.

"I do not, Ashido!" You said, shoving her off, beginning to get seriously frustrated at Mina's teasing.

"So- it was Bakugo you were looking at then?" Mina asked.

"No! Just- ugh!" You ran your hands down your face in frustration.

"Hey Ashido, maybe you should just drop it," Kyoka said, realizing your uncomfortableness with the subject.

"Fine! But when you're ready to admit it you better tell me! I can totally be your wing-man or uh wing-woman," She giggled. "After all, I did go to middle school with Kirishima."

"Were you two friends?" You asked.

"Not exactly, he was kind of a lot different back then," She said, her eyes seeming to scan the past for memories of him.

"How so?" Kyoka asked.

"Oh um- well I promised him I'd let the past be the past. Everyone has a right to reinvent themselves at a new school ya know?" She said smiling.

"That's nice of you, to keep his secrets like that. To be honest I kind of pegged you to be a big gossiper." You said bluntly.

"Nope! I can totally keep a secret, promise! So- you should just tell me which boy it is you like already," She said giggling again.

"Here we go again," You rolled your eyes but this time laughing at her playfulness. "You're so fixated on me, what about you two, hu?" You said trying to turn the conversation.

"Oh uh- would you look at that, this is my house," Kyoka said, walking briskly away.

"Hmpf- typical," Mina laughed.

"So... what about you then?" You said nudging Mina.

Mina let out a sigh, "I've never had a crush on someone. But I'd really like to fall in love someday," She said with a dreamy look in her eyes that made you want to vomit.

"Right well- good luck with that. Let me know when that happens," You laughed walking off to your house.

"Ok, it's a promise! We will both tell each other ok!" She said, yelling and waving at you as you left.

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mintsbubbletea · 7 days

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𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐈𝐢𝐝𝐚- 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞

Word Count: 1,148

Contains: No pronouns mentioned, AFAB, cursing, drinking, grinding, kissing, pills

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You were jolted awake by the sun's rays hitting your face, interrupting what felt like the shortest nap ever. You shielded your eyes with your hands, desperately attempting to block out the bright light. With a grumble, you tried to close the curtains, wanting to stay in bed and avoid the day ahead. But they wouldn't budge, forcing you to begrudgingly get up and push them shut. Rubbing your eyes, you glanced at the clock on your nightstand and saw that it was time to start getting ready for school.

"Damn it" you muttered, realizing you had only fallen asleep an hour ago. The night before, you and some classmates had gone to a nearby party to celebrate passing a test. Well, it was mostly Iida bombarding you with information and making you take notes, followed by a surprise quiz that helped you pass the test. But you were determined to let loose and indulge in some partying. You remembered dancing and drinking with Mina, Denki, Jiro, and Sero after sneaking out of the dorms. Mina had kept the drinks flowing, and you had all let loose, grinding on Mina and dragging Sero in on the fun and singing along to the music. The night had ended at 6am when you finally stumbled back to your room, exhausted and still in your party clothes.

You thought to yourself, "What if I decide not to go?" However, the memory of the last time you skipped class and faced Iida's disapproval quickly came to mind. He had lectured you about setting a bad example, especially since you were dating the class representative. As a loving girlfriend, you couldn't bear to disappoint him. Hastily, you removed your clothes and reached for your uniform, which was neatly placed on the chair. Slipping into the skirt, you put on the knee-high socks and buttoned up the white button-down shirt, finally adding your blazer. Glancing at yourself in the mirror, you noticed the faint bags under your eyes. With a shrug, you accepted that there was no time for makeup.

Grabbing your bag, you slipped on your shoes and made your way downstairs to the kitchen. You quickly brewed a cup of coffee, knowing it would be your lifeline for the day. Finally, you arrived at school, passing by other students as you entered your classroom. Surprisingly, your seat was right next to Iida's. As you set down the paper coffee cup and sat down, your expression revealed your exhaustion. Just as Tenya was about to say something, you pulled out a can of Monster from your bag. Pouring it into your coffee, you turned to face Tenya, who looked genuinely concerned. "Y/n, what are you-"

You interrupted him abruptly. "I'm going to die," you declared before gulping down the coffee now infused with Monster. His eyes widened in alarm as he tried to grab the cup, but you had already finished it. "What's gotten into you? Mixing those drinks can be risky," he scolded, observing your fatigued expression. "Did you pull an all-nighter again?" he inquired. You weakly nodded, your eyelids drooping and your heart racing. He let out a soft sigh, adjusting his glasses with a hand. "How many times do I have to remind you to take care of yourself? You need some decent sleep to function properly. How long did you manage to sleep?" he probed, already anticipating a short answer.

You blinked wearily before responding. "One hour," you admitted, rubbing your eyes tiredly. "Well, at least it's better than last time. Did you have breakfast at least?" he pressed. You nervously smiled, aware that a lecture on the importance of breakfast was imminent. "Oh, Y/n. I've emphasized countless times how crucial breakfast is; it's the most important meal of the day," he scolded, chopping the air. "You're going to be the end of me, you know."

Iida wasted no time after class, ushering you to his dorm. He knew that if he didn't, you'd either crash from exhaustion or pull an all-nighter without eating. "Sit," he instructed, pointing to his desk. "Ten, I'm fine, I just need-"

"I told you to sit, didn't I?" he interrupted. You complied, unsure of what he had in mind. "Stay put, I'll be right back." Fifteen minutes later, he returned with a bag. Placing it on the desk, he pulled out a pill bottle and a container of soup. "Take these," he said, handing you a pill. You stared at it in your hand, then back up at him. "What's this for?" you inquired.

You stared at him in shock, not realizing he knew about your night out. "How did you find out?" you questioned, popping the pill into your mouth and washing it down with water. Tenya pulled a container out of his bag, releasing the aroma of miso soup. "Firstly, as your boyfriend, I can read you like a book - your behavior, your speech. Secondly, you sent me a ton of videos and photos," he chuckled, displaying images of you dancing and getting close with Mina. One photo even showed you two kissing, but it didn't seem to faze Tenya. Blushing, you turned away. "I can't believe I snitched on myself," you muttered, only to hear a video playing on his phone.

"Ten. I really miss you a lot. You glanced at his phone and saw yourself on the screen, with music playing in the background and clearly intoxicated. "Like fuck, I wish you were here with me. We should be out dancing and having drinks together, but instead, you're being a good boy and sleeping," you slurred in the video. "I don't even know how I managed to get someone like you. You're so intelligent, attractive, and always make the right choices, while I'm just a wild mess causing chaos. Are you really in love with me?" The video came to an end.

He shut you up with a spoonful of soup, and you eagerly swallowed it, savoring the delicious broth as it slid down your throat. You hadn't realized just how hungry you were. "Even though we're complete opposites, you bring out my wild side," he said, his voice filled with affection. "You make me loosen up and enjoy life outside of school, something I rarely do. And in return, I help you stay calm and focused on your studies. I think we're a perfect match, don't you?"

You nodded, completely agreeing with him, as he lovingly fed you another spoonful of soup. "I love how you see it that way. It only makes me love you more," you replied, looking up at him with tired eyes that were growing heavier by the second. "Let's finish the soup, and then you can finally get some sleep, okay?"

"Okay," you smiled, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment as he leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on your forehead.

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joonipertree · 8 months

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Warmer Impulses

Quick bonten!Mikey drabble for his birthday!

The apartment you shared with Mikey was still, the only light being from the candle flames you lit and the only sound being your soft singing.

"Happy birthday, dear Jiro~"

He stared at the chocolate cake with tired eyes, eyebags deeper in the shadows and the only light in his pupils being the reflection of the candle. You hoped that a tiny bit of it was his own, that he felt warmth inside even if it was a tiny flicker.

Mikey blew out the candle at your insistance, sounding more like a heavy sigh. But it went out and you clapped gently with a whispered 'yay'.

"It's my first time making cake. I hope it turned out okay." You mumbled, fidgeting as you cut him a slice.

"You made it?" The sound was more of a mumble and you nodded, biting your lip so your nervousness wouldn't show.

"I just....wanted to show you that I love you."

"I don't deserve any of this." Mikey's voice was flat, no emotion making way for vulnerability. But you knew that inside, he held a self hatred you could never take away completely.

"You are the best thing to happen to me, Sano Manjiro." Your voice was stern and left no room for argument. "I didn't make a cake for you because you mean nothing to me. I made it because your life is worth celebrating."

Mikey looked away, his eyes brimming with unshed tears that glittered in the firelight. A very rare sight.

"And.... I have a present for you too."

You held out a blue textured gift bag that he hesitantly took. Mikey's nimble hands cradled it for a long moment, his finger nails bitten and jagged. His hands still looked comforting and gentle to you.

Mikey pulled out a silver band, a blue gem engraved into it. It gleamed as he turned it around, breath stuttering as it hit him what it meant.

"I know, I know you'll never consider me as a partner. I know that you barely keep me around because you're scared to get too close. I wasn't a part of your life when you were at your worst but....I really hope I made these last three years a bit more bearable.

Thank you for letting me hang around you and for saving me. Thank you for stopping me from jumping. I know it was just something you did on impulse but, it really does make you kind. No matter what, Manjiro. You will be kind in my eyes."

A long pause followed and you stopped breathing. Your romantic feelings for Mikey were obvious and even in his little ways, you felt as though he loved you back. But you gave him a ring.

God, you were an idiot.

"Impulse." Manjiro whispered.

You looked up at his wide shining eyes, so full of life that it seemed more like a mirage. He kept staring at the ring, putting it on his left ring finger. A perfect fit. Your body erupted in flames, heart racing because oh god.

"I didn't even think about it. It was...an impulse. I couldn't...stay away. Reckless of me, dangerous for you but....impulsive. Honest."

Manjiro was quick to grab your hand and pull you forward, lips crashing against your for the first time ever. It was his own first kiss, something done in such fervor that it was like he was making up for lost time. You could barely keep up as tears fell down your cheeks, kissing him to your hearts content. It felt good, he felt warm.

When he pulled back, you saw that his tears had mingled with your own and he had a smile on his face. A genuine one and it made you fall for him more.

"How did you do that? Who are you?"

You giggled, "Please tell me I didn't talk your ear off for the last three years for you to not know my name."

"The sun." He whispered. And you felt your cheeks warm.

"In another life, I hope we get married." Manjiro made a wish, hoping the universe granted it despite the delay.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and held on tight.

"In another life, I'll love you all the same."

A/N: I'm sorry it sucked but I feel unwell and wanted to write something for my favourite boy! Might write something better for him later on. I know it's rushed. Apologies.

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channelinglament · 7 months

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Self Aware HypMic?

(What kind of rabbit hole I'm falling in?)

It goes as if you did this 2 ways

- You played the game

- You watched the anime/read manga

(If u didn't it's alr tho)

Let's begin!

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'Kay, so game verse and anime/manga verse are kind of different. Even the game name says "alternative rap battle" instead of division rap battle.

(I assume u already know TDD Era and stuff.)

It was another mundane day of your life. Pillows surrounded your figure, as you flipped pages of the manga (online or not, up to you). Your drink of choice nearby you, ready to be drank and yet, you are too preoccupied with a manga that you recently found out about. This past months, you've been listening to drama tracks, the songs and reading the manga. The storyline is quite complicated in the beginning, but the more you read, the more you understand. You felt so many emotions during the reading process. Sadness, anger, happiness, love. You were so hooked on it.

Unbeknownst to you, figures inside the said manga were having an existenal crisis. Nothing really new to Ramuda, but you get me. The days have been going as they used to. Rap battles went well. Nothing seemed out of place except for the strange feeling. The feeling of being watched. No one understood why did they feel this way. It was not a stalker was it? They became paranoid, until they started hearing voices. Who is it..?

First ones to become self-aware: Ramuda, Rio, Saburo, Kuko(?), Sasara, Iris, Gentaro, Doppo, Otome.

Everyone finds out or accepts it later, then the characters I listed.

I think some of them hated you, some didn't mind you, while others ignored you. They thought you would leave after a while, and yet, you stay. Why are you watching them?

For some reason they can somewhat feel what you feel towards them. Perhaps their universe is intune with your emotions? Would...would they all die if you stopped liking them?

Their world seems to constantly change as well. Why? Some days you were watching them, and sometimes talking. Other days you..sang along with them? Tried to help them sing better? Helped them during some battles..? (Game moments)

It certainly took everyone a good while to warm up to you. Some warmed up quicker than others (Dice and Jiro, they thought you were some guardian angel or something. Like- you're helping them fr)

I'll expand on this suff and world building later. Now, let's move on.

(I may write for Secret Aliens, but I don't know them much so idk)

Depending on reader's age, it will be a romantic or platonic piece.

Reader is 18+?

Romantic: Ichiro, Jyushi, Kuko, Jiro(?), Dice, maybe Nemu.

Others are platonic

Reader is 25+?

Romantic: MTC, Hifumi, Doppo, Ramuda, Gentaro, Sasara, Rosho

Others are platonic.

Reader is a teen?

Romantic: Saburo, Jiro.

Everyone else is platonic. Even this, depends entirely on age of the reader. (I have a few 13+ readers, and more 16+ readers)

Reader is 30+?

Romantic: Jakurai, Hitoya

Others are platonic (I don't write for Rei)

I honestly am 15, so I feel more comfortable with characters that aren't older than 20 heh.

Aka Saburo, Jiro, Ichiro, Kuko, Jyushi and etc.

Even tho I stated in 25+ as platonic, I know that ppl who r 25 can date ppl 20+, so yeah, you may specify if romantic or platonic? Tbh I don't know much abt adult relationships sorry.

I don't write for Rei

Also Hifumi warming up to reader depends on gender (We all know why)

Everything else goes by my rules, pinned post :^

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0prettygirl-jay0 · 9 months

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•~Context: you and sero get stuck in a closet with some ✨special zaza ✨~•

•warnings: penetration, mdom, fsub, praise, weed.•

AGED UP!

hispanic sero 😍

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U.A dorms was the best place for parties and having fun. there was achohol, music, food, and best of all weed. so here i was, in a burgundy dress, that momo bought me for my birthday…rich people i swear. mina invited me to this months party to look for some dick, after these past few weeks with testing and all, fuck do i need some relief.

i closed the door to my room and see denki run past me screaming for help with bakugo running behind him, and kirishima trying to stop bakugo from killing denki in return, as per usual. making my way to the stairs into the common room i see a sea of people, just dancing on eachother, drinking and singing, with rack city by tyga in the background. good song choice jiro.

“hey Y/n! you finally made it, took you long enough…damn you look good, girl.” mina said to me happily as she grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen.

“thanks girly, you always look good as well.” i said softly. when we got to the kitchen, there was sero, my fucking crush. god did he look so fuckable right now. wait no stop, but the basketball shorts and black tank top with the chain, lord please help me. sero looked up from his phone and then gave me a up and down look with a smile.

“hey nugget..! you look delicious- i mean beautiful..” denki laughed as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, from behind me and mina. i turned my head to look at the blonde with a laugh to his response, then kirishima slapped the back of denki’s head.

“not manly dude, atleast take her to dinner first. you do look beautiful tho Y/n.” kirishima said with his shark tooth smile and his usual pose as he dapped me and mina up.

“yeah what he said, pretty girl…” sero said calmly as he gave me a wink and then he took a sip of his water, with that godly side profile, and the adjustment to how he sat on the counter. fuck.

“hurry up extras..! fucking denki decided to lose our weed some place.” bakugo said angrily as he went to dap me and mina up, then he left to go look for this bag of weed.

“you guys are gonna smoke again! i thought we said no smoking this time, c’mon guys…” mina slumped down sadly and crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at the three boys and me with those cute little doe eyes of hers.

“aww c’mon mina, whats a little partying without being high, we’ll be back quick, promise cutie.” denki said as he dapped me and mina up, then left the kitchen to go look with bakugo.

“dont worry pinkie, ill party with you..! c’mon.” kirishima smiled at mina as he dapped me up and left with the now happy girl to go party. i mean who decides to hide weed, and not remember where they put it. stupid ass mother fuckers. like why not just hid it in your room? common sense denki. i walked out the kitchen and back into the sea of people, to this hallway before the stairs, to go upstairs, there was a closet. why not look in here. looking around in the closet, it looked like a pantry.

“hey princesa..” sero said from behind me, while i heard the door closing behind him.

“fuck sero, you scared the shit out of me..! i found where that idiot put the weed, lets go.” i said with a annoyed tone. god, do i love hispanic men, he looks so fine. to be honest though, sero’s been weird around me lately, ever since the first time we smoked together. i cant say i haven’t been feeling tension around him lately too, but were we feeling the same thing or what.

“fuck..i think the knobs jammed.” sero exclaimed softly to me, knocking me out of my thoughts as i saw him trying to pull the door harder. great now im stuck in a closet with the my crush and the sexiest man known to man. great night if you ask me. i pulled my phone from the black little purse i had witht me and called mina a bunch of times, as well as texting her. shit.

“we’ll just have to wait and see if mina answers any of my texts or calls…fuck.” i said to sero as i tried not to look at his fine ass. the closet was hot as shit, or was it just me? i sat myself on the floor since these heels have been killing me.

His heart skipped a beat when she did so. He felt himself getting lost in those beautiful eyes again., whenever she looked at him. The warmth coming off of her body made him feel comfortable, safe even. so he sat next to her.

“shit…might as well smoke a joint then, huh pretty girl?” sero laughed, as he grabbed the bag from my hands, brushing against mine lightly. putting a pre rolled joint in my mouth as he lit the shit for me. i swear i might be in heaven not gonna lie. “my bad i didnt dap you up earlier, no disrespect to you of course.” i coughed a bit as i inhaled and exhaled the joint, then i shook my head at the man. i knew he meant no harm, we all were busy talking and all that shit. damn its been a while since ive smoked. one big pull already hitting.

“your all good, spidey..” i said with a light laugh at the end. sero chuckled at the nickname as i gave him the joint. my thighs clenched up as i heard his chuckle. now that he was sitting so close to me on the ground, i swear she’s meowing. wtf is in this weed bruh. unbeknowing to me, the thigh clench didn’t go unnoticed by sero. 25 minutes later, drag after drag and eating and drinking things in the pantry.

“Sé, que lo sientes princesa, deja de jugar conmigo. i know you feel this tension whenever were together, how it feels when we touch.” sero said in a husky voice, then he drank his water and adjusted. while turning his head to look at me in the eyes, his eyes glanced between my lips to my eyes and then my cleavage.

“thats the weed talking sero, you dont mean it…” i said back to him slowly, even though deep inside of me i was hoping it wasnt the weed talking. this weeds making me horny asf. i held my head in my hands. then sero moved to kneel infront of me as he took my chin in his big hands to make me look uo at him, kissing me deeply and letting his tongue explore my mouth. separating from the kiss, breathless and both wanting more he began sucking on my neck. His hands explored my body, one hand on my hip kneeding the flesh in his hands to pull me closer to him, the other in between my thighs touching my clit through my panties.

“c’mere Y/n, look at what you do to me..you see that its not just the weed, my love, its you, my feelings for you…” sero put both hands on my hips to pick me up and hold me against the pantry. bunching the dress above my hips so i could wrap my legs around him, i felt his hard dick grind against me.

“yeah…you like that hard dick grinding against you, hm pretty girl?” his voice was low and husky, he leaned down until his lips were against mines. oh fucking shit. everything was happening way to fucking fast. being high and horny, some people would say not a good mix, but being high and horny with your crush. its a yes for me.

“sero…you sure about this, hm?” i said with a groan as all sero could do was leave hickies on my neck and grind into me. his hardened cock throbbed in his shorts as he listened to me. Without sayiing anything, sero kneeled on the ground, putting my legs on his shoulders. moving my lacy red panties to the side and giving me one long lick in between my wet folds. eliciting a small gasp from me as he continued to eat me out. sero groaned loudly as he felt my walls tighten around his middle finger. i have no idea when he did that but fuck does it feel good, pushing another finger deep inside me. when i looked down at sero who was eating me out i could see the juices dripping onto his face as he licked my clit faster, and fingered me. wanting nothing more than to make me cum all over his face.

"you like that, huh?" sero was kneeled on the floor with my thighs on his shoulders, eating me out and fingering me, while holding me up at the same time. fuck what else could this man do. never in my thoughts could i have pictured him this way. funny, high all the time, goofy sero? no. making me cum all over his face, hot and sexy sero? yes.

“ohhh- fuck….sero fuck..” my hands gripped at his black hair while my thighs clenched around his face.

“fuck princessa, think that pretty little pussy could handle what you did to me, hm?” sero carefully allowed my feet to touch the floor as he harshly removed the dress from my sweaty body, as he stood up and made me look at his aching cock, that he was grabbing out of his shorts.

“please, sero…i know you want this as bad as i do…i want your cock filling me up…” that was the sluttest thing i could possibly say, but fuck it. i thought while looking up at his smirking face. was it a little embarrassing? yes, am i getting what i want? double yes. He smirked even more as he thought to himself and then he picked me up again, but this time allowing his thick purple ish tip to enter me. feeling me heat enveloping his member, he was groaning in awe. "Te quiero mucho, mi amor." he whispered before he slammed into me again and again, each time getting rougher than before. my nails digging into his shoulders as i screamed in ecstasy, begging him to never stop.

"eres tan jodidamente caliente cuando ruegas así…” thrusting into me with all his might, letting out a loud groan. He growled, biting my shoulder lightly as he began pounding into me, using one hand to grab my waist tightly while keeping the other on my tit. "Oh, mi amor...si te gusta esto..." he grunted, giving her another rough kiss as he fucked her harder. fuck this man makes me so horny. the only thing i could do was nod at the man, i could barely fucking speak, let alone think. while all this was happening i gave sero a necklace of hickies while also adding nail marks to his back. the only thought on my mind was only about the pleasure he was giving me. sero smirked widely as he saw me nod, It made him even hornier knowing how much i enjoyed being taken roughly by him, let alone that the pleasure he was giving her couldn’t make her speak. He grabbed my legs and lifted them higher around his stomach, allowing him full access to my sweet spot.

“there…there- fuck..yes..!” As soon as i said those words, Sero could no longer hold back. His grip tightened on my thighs, leaving marks in their wake as he pounded away at my pussy relentlessly. i moaned sero’s name loudly as i came hard, flooding his cock with my wetness and cum. He didn't slow down though, continuing to pound away. my moans sent shivers through sero’s spine as he continued pounding away at my pussy, while i was still sensitive. Hearing me call him by his first name only turned him on further, making him lose control completely. sero was moaning loudly, whimpering almost, He couldn't help but let go as well, filling my womb with his seed finally. His eyes closed as he gasped for breath, his chest heaving with each breath he took. He looked at me, his chest covered in sweat, and scratches.

“me haces sentir tan caliente, te necesito tanto. no solo sexualmente, sino mentalmente. Joder, no sabes lo mucho que siento por ti...” sero said to me calmly as he brushed the hair out my sweaty face. i wasn’t done with him yet, still needed to let him know he’s mine. all i did was plant a heavy sloppy kiss on the mans lips as sero took his dick out of my pussy with such wet noises, and held me up.

“can….i suck you off?” fuck that was harder to say then i thought, i said to myself as i kept looking up at the man. sero’s eyes widened slightly but then he smirked mischievously.

"you wanna do that?" he asked teasingly, looking deep into your eyes. "do you really think im gonna say no?" sero smirked as he gave me another kiss before i went down to kneel on the floor. As soon as she took him in her mouth, his entire body tensed up once more. He had never experienced anything quite like this, feeling her warm lips wrapped around his cock while he stared down at her. Her tongue flickered out, teasing him as she took him deeper. He gripped her hair tightly, not able to control himself. His breathing became heavier as he nodded slowly, enjoying every second of it. His hips began moving involuntarily, thrusting his cock deeper into her throat each time. He loved how much power he had over her now. He loved how submissive she seemed when she sucked his cock. It made him feel powerful yet helpless at the same time. tears formed up in my eyes from his thrusts into my throat.

“Mhm... yeah... mmhmmm~"

“Oh god... oh my god..."

“F-fuck...Y/nnn"

seros head tilted back and his eyes rolled back as he moaned and groaned. His breath hitched, feeling like every nerve ending in his body had been turned on at once. As you continued to tease him, he could feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

"ohh... fuckkkk.... yesssss..." sero moaned, while gripping tightly onto my hair as he approached his peak.

"fuck! fuuuuck!!!" he cried out, wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through his veins. "mmmhmmhhmmmm!!" while biting on his hand to keep quiet.

“Y/n..?! you in here? i couldve sworn she asked me to come here.” mina said as she continued knocking on the door. sero smiled down at me as he tried to gain his breath and with a pop off of the tip of sero’s cock and his cum running down my chin. i gave him a smile back.

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#mha hanta sero #hanta sero #hanta sero x you #hanta sero x reader #mha sero #hanta sero imagine #hanta sero x y/n #hanta sero smut #sero hanta #sero hanta x reader #mha smut #mha fanfiction

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Is it ok if I can request for Mikey chifuyu and baji of what they would do if there gf wears there shirt without panties pleasee also I really really love you and your writing sm like whenever you post it just cheers up my day☺️♥️

Sorry this took so long!! Thank you so much for reading and enjoying! I literally can not express how much I love hearing I cheer you guys up!

Mikey, Baji and Chifuyu catching their girlfriend in their shirt, no panties on. Using the final timeline, like usual!!

nsfw under the cut - Minors DNI

cw - fingering, pet names, grinding, somno if you squint

Mikey

He rubbed his eyes as he walked to the kitchen. Stepping around the corner he spotted you at the stove, the smell of eggs wafted through the house. Grinning, his eyes trailed up your bare legs to where his shirt reached just under your ass. At that moment, you reached into the cupboard, grabbing the salt and pepper. Mikey groaned, seeing your bare ass.

"Oh! You're up Jiro." You turned and smiled at him.

"Yeah. What are you doing?" He padded across the floor.

"Just making you some breakfast. What-?" He wrapped his arm around you.

"Just making breakfast hmm?" You could feel him grin against your neck as his hand snaked down your body. His chest pressed against your back.

You tipped your head back against his shoulder, a small sigh escaped your throat, "Manjiro, I'll burn the-"

His other hand grabbed the pan and shoved it across the stove, off the burner as he reached over to shut the stove off, "Now c'mere"

Lips trailing down your jawline, nipping under your ear, Mikey's hand reached between your thighs, fingers swiping at your folds. "You're so wet."

You whined in response, your hips stuttering, chasing his hand as he pulled it away. A blush spread across your face when he brought his hand up in front of you, watching your slick web between the fingers. "Jiro, stop. That's embarrassing." You tried to shove his hand back down between your legs, urging him to continue.

He chuckled, his hot breath fanning your ear, bringing his hand to his mouth, his eyes closed as he licked your essence off his fingers, "Shh baby, lemme have my fun."

Baji

When he opened the door, the last thing he expected to see was you dancing in the living room to your own personal concert, music turned up so loud you didn't even hear the door. Baji couldn't help but smile as he watched you twirl around the room, singing along with the music.

You gasped as he grabbed you, dipping you down deeply, fangs showing past his lips, laughing as you grabbed his jacket instinctively. "Kei!" You cried out.

Standing, he pulled you up and close to his body just as the song switched to a slower tempo, "Look like you're having fun so I wanted to join in" he mentioned, swaying you both to the song.

You pouted, sticking your lower lip out, "You scared me."

"You never even heard me come in?" He asked, "What if I was a burglar?"

"I'd fight them off." you argued back.

Baji laughed, running his hands down your sides to grip your hips, a sly smirk spreading across his face, "Baby? Where are your panties?"

"Got out of the shower and just grabbed one of your shirts out of the drawer." Bringing your hands up his chest, you gripped his jacket, bringing your bodies flush together.

Baji growled, reaching his hands behind your thighs, pulling you up as your legs wrapped around him on instinct. "What if I really was a burglar?"

You gasped, arms winding behind Baji's neck, steadying yourself. "Good thing you aren't" You giggled, kissing along his jaw, reaching his lips, biting his bottom lip.

Baji groaned, hands massaging the back of your thighs while he kissed you, maneuvering the apartment. Baji refused to let go of you, sitting on the bed with you in his lap, his hands grinding your hips down on his clothed cock. The rough material of his jeans dampening.

"God you look fuckin sexy like this" Baji slurred between kisses. "Wanna give you a treat for lookin so good f'me"

Chifuyu

The last thing he expected when he walked into the bedroom was to find you, his shirt pulled up to your stomach, no panties on. Your breath was steady while you napped. He could feel his cock twitch in his pants while he watched you.

Quickly, he tossed his work apron and shirt in to the hamper, making is way across the room. He crawled behind you and pulled you against him, "baby, wake up."

You mumbled, grabbing his arm that was around you. He was kissing along the back of your neck. Hands reaching under your shirt, you could feel his fingertips graze the bottom of your breasts.

sighing, you wiggled yourself closer to Chifuyu, suddenly remembering you had no panties on. "Oh, Fuyu! I'm sorry!" you tried to pull away, embarrassed.

Chifuyu tightened his grip around you, "No baby, please, stay like this. Why are you embarrassed?"

"I didn't meant to fall asleep like this." You settled back in, relaxing into Chifuyus arms.

"Wearing my shirt?" He questioned.

You huffed, "I missed you and it smells like you."

You felt his hand trail down your side and grip your hip, pulling your ass back against him. "Looks really good on you." he whispered behind you.

"Oh yeah? You think so?" you flirted back.

Chifuyu nipped at the back of your neck, making you jump. He wrapped his arm tightly around you, "Yeah, I think so."

You smiled, turning your head, you looked at Chifuyu, "Gonna do something then?"

#awks talks #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers smut #tr smut #tokyo rev smut #Mikey smut #Baji smut #chifuyu smut

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froggibus · 1 year

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In celebration of that shimada brothers 'let's have a baby' how about a shimada brothers + reaper headcannons of how they would be as parents?

How They Are As A Father - Shimadas + Reaper

Genre: headcanons + fluff!

Word Count: 600 (like 200ish each)

CW: mentions of S*jiro, lots of fluff, christmas + halloween tropes, genji is a soccer mom and you can't change my mind

this was such a cute idea and im glad i could bring it to life for you anon! i hope you enjoy <3

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Hanzo

strives to be better than his father

very overprotective of you + the baby when your first child is born

calms down over time tho

would do anything for his child

definitely reads them a bedtime story every night (bonus points if he makes it up)

he loves to play outside with them—rain or shine

would teach them self defense

also would give them the option when they’re older if they want to learn to shoot a bow/use a sword

if they want to do a different activity instead? he still tries to be supportive

films everything

also for some reason i picture him making scrapbooks??

volunteers to be a parent supervisor on all of the field trips

and knows every single one of their teachers

he would definitely go up to the door to trick or treat with them too

and christmas?

you have to stop him from buying the whole toy store

still they end up with way more gifts than originally intended

would make a big deal of Santa coming

like would set up a whole scene after they go to bed—reindeer tracks and everything

also he’s an excellent gift wrapper

would have a distinct wrapping style for himself, Santa etc

10/10 father he loves his kid(s) so much

Genji

also tries to be better than their father

tries to be firm but always caves

definitely the type to accidentally swear/do something he’s not supposed to in front of the kids

“I’ll buy you ice cream if you don’t tell mommy”

they end up getting lots of ice cream

worries sometimes that they’ll be embarrassed that he’s a cyborg so you have to comfort him sometimes

i feel like he would sing them to sleep every night??

is extra about everything

he’s on the PTA and bakes cookies for every event

Halloween? he’s coordinating everyone’s costumes

would definitely use “dad tax” as an excuse to steal some of their candy afterwards tho

also he dresses up as Santa to put gifts under the tree

“babe, the kids have been asleep for hours, you don’t have to wear the costume” “but what if they wake up”

also definitely is a part of the carpool + always talks about ‘that bitch Karen’

Reaper

he would be a great father

definitely very sleepy and always takes naps with the kids

is the type to patrol their room if they complain about monsters under the bed

somehow knows exactly what to do too

you’re kind of jealous of it actually

until you see how close he is with them and how cute it is

doesn’t initially want to volunteer for anything at their school/extracurriculars

cannot resist puppy dog eyes though and gets roped into it anyway

the “idk ask your mom” type

plays with the kids for hours

they will literally be using this man as a jungle gym and he doesn’t even flinch

carries them to bed when they fall asleep in weird places

if some kid was bullying them at school, he would definitely have some strong words for them

“kick them in the shins” “gabriel!”

not a big fan of Halloween but will hold their hands if they get scared

also insists they wear a coat and even when they refuse carries it the whole night for when they inevitable get cold

loves to play in the snow with your kids

absolute snowball fight master

holds them up so they can decorate the top of the tree

helps them write letters to Santa + gives them letters back covered in white glitter and candy cane stickers

he’s so soft

would move heaven and hell for his kids

masterlist

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confusedblakex · 11 months

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Soulmate AU Series: Izuku Midoriya

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya X Reader (GN)

Summary: The day you get your soulmark, except you didn't find your soulmate the way you expected

Wordcount: 836

Warnings: None

Requested by: No one

Inspired by: This post by @dashielldeveron and this post by @haitani-trash

Notes: Surely I am not the only person who headconnons Midoriya to listen to kpop?

Last edited: 18th May 2023

Prologue

You were terrified. You woke up not to the sounds of your alarm, but to the sound of someone humming a song you didn’t know, and it definitely wasn’t the voice of anyone you lived with.

It took you a while before you realised that this was your soulmate. This was what linked the two of you.

You tried humming something too, then tried singing something with lyrics. But you got no response, your soulmate didn’t even stop humming until their song was over. It was almost like they couldn’t hear you.

While you could still remember the tune, you hummed your soulmate’s song into a music search and in return got:

‘Warriors - Imagine Dragons’

You quickly wrote it on the back of your hand, not knowing what else to do with it and promised yourself you’d get a song diary just for the songs you heard your soulmate sing. You couldn’t keep them all written on your hand forever.

You ended up wasting quite a bit of time that morning just testing it out, almost making yourself late for school. You rushed for the rest of the morning, trying to ignore any other humming from your soulmate. How early did they wake up if they were humming before your alarm?

After actually getting there, you quickly met up with your friends Tokoyami and Jiro, who immediately wished you a happy birthday.

“What did ya get?” Jiro asked, eyeing the note you had written on your hand.

“Oh, that’s not my soulmark,” You explained, “It’s the name of the song I heard them singing,” to which Jiro sighed.

“That’s such a cute one, I wish I had that…”

“Did you try singing something back?” Tokoyami asked, eyeing the artist of the song.

“Yeah, but they couldn’t hear me,” You explained.

“They’re probably just younger than you, don’t stress about it,” Jiro said after seeing the slightest of disappointment on your face.

“I know, it’s still a bit of a let down though”

“Why? Had your eye on someone in particular?” Tokoyami teased, and you stared at him with the most deadpan stare you could muster.

He laughed with Jiro, and you eventually gave in too. You should probably relax a bit and trust that the world will do what it needs to do.

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The rest of the day went relatively smooth for you. But then at lunch, you heard them again.

They were singing something different this time, humming with the occasional lyric mixed in. You quickly searched for the song again, getting another Imagine Dragons song.

‘Bones - Imagine Dragons’

But then they stopped. The moment you wrote the song on your hand, the signing stopped.

You stared at your hand in confusion for a few minutes, until they started up again with something different.

‘What’s Your Name - (G)I-DLE’

You wrote this down too, but then realised it was a question. Maybe they were asking you?

It seemed to be a stupid thought, but what would be the harm in trying it. After all, they had asked.

‘(y/n)’

You wrote your name on your hand and then waited.

A few minutes. A bit longer. Until you just gave up and decided to focus on your food.

After lunch was over, you headed back to the classroom, wandering a bit trying to find your two - ‘the Emo Team’.

“(y/n)!” You heard someone yell behind you in the hall. You stopped and turned, wondering what they wanted you for.

It was Midoriya, someone you’d never properly spoken with besides general chatter and during hero training. He was jogging to catch up with you, and when he did he took a moment to catch his breath.

“What’s up, Midoriya?” You asked casually. You weren’t quite sure what to do in this situation.

“You’re my soulmate, aren’t you?” He asked excitedly.

You gave him a confused look and he showed you his hand. It had writing on it that was the exact same as the writing on yours. The same song names, your handwriting, your name.

You checked your own hand just to be sure.

“I don’t understand,” You mumbled in confusion. Soulmates were supposed to have matching soulmarks, if you could hear him singing he should also be able to hear you.

“They’re not the same,” Midoriya explained with a grin, “The likelihood of this happening is even rarer than being quirkless - rarer than not having a soulmate at all!”

And you let it sink in. The broccoli boi of the hero course was your soulmate under supposedly the rarest soulmate circumstances.

“So, you want to go out for coffee at some point?” You asked, resulting in a pink blush across his cheeks. Worth it.

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Bonus:

“Izuku Midoriya,” Tokoyami said darkly, “I understand and appreciate that you will soon be dating my best friend,”

Midoriya nodded nervously.

“So there is something we need to address…” Jiro said with an equal sense of foreboding.

“What on earth is your taste in music?!”

“HUH???”

#x reader #x male reader #x gender neutral reader #x gn reader #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #bnha #mha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #reader insert #soulmate au #soulmates

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 1 year

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Class 1A - When You’re In A Coma, What They Would Do

100 Followers Event: Day 6/31

(Characters Included- Jiro, Midoriya, Mina, Iida, and Kirishima.)

(Warning: GN! Reader, a little bit of angst, mentions of blood and injuries.)

(Scenario- You got a serious head injury from a villain attack and now you’re in a coma)

🎶Kyoka Jiro🎶

- When she found out she was pissed why does the bad things always happen to good people, especially you, you didn’t deserve this. Yaoyorozu and Tsuyu helped Jiro to not blame herself about this.

- Jiro would sit next to your hospital bed and she would remember how much you said that you loved her singing voice, so she will sing your favorite songs while getting emotional and crying a little bit.

🥦Izuku Midoriya🥦

- This poor boy would be so so very worried, whoever told him that you were in a coma he would ask them loads of questions like “Are they okay?”, “What happened?”, “Who in the world would do this?”

- When he gets to the hospital, he asks the doctor about fifty million questions and when he gets to your bed he just sits there next to you. He would bring food from his house that he made and eat in front of you while talking about his day, even though he knows that you can’t see or hear him.

👽Mina Ashido👽

- She would be very upset, first she lost her teacher, Midnight, now she’s about to lose you. Though Mina is extremely worried about you, she tries to look on the bright side of the situation she tries not to think about the worst case scenario.

- She would talk to your unconscious body about the things you guys usually talked about, relationships, new moves she learned during training, etc.

🗣️Tenya Iida🗣️

- He would be really nervous, his brother was paralyzed from the waist down from Stain which still is a bad injury but you.., you have a very serious head injury enough to put you into a coma. Iida told himself that he wasn’t going to kill the villain, but instead he was gonna capture the villain, he learned his lesson from the situation with Stain.

- Whenever he was in class Iida would take double notes so that you and him can have notes. Plus he didn’t want you to fall behind on your grades.

🪨Ejirou Kirishima🪨

- Kirishima would feel so frustrated, “Why wasn’t he there to save you?” and “That damn villain is going to pay.” those kind of thoughts were going through his head.

- He wouldn’t visit you because he doesn’t want to see you in that bloodied state. Instead he would take out his frustration and anger on his training, to the point where one of his friends has to stop him because his fist would be bruised and bloody.

BUT BETHANY I MADE BISCUITS

Masterlist

In the Masterlist there’s a link to make requests

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deusvervewrites · 23 days

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Divinity:

What Jiro said: "Music doesn't really help me with being a Hero..."

What Yaoyorozu, lover of all things creative heard: "Please Goddess, make me your follower and grant me the power to sing reality into compliance."

Hmm... honestly, yes, Yaoyorozu would do everything in her power to support the arts and that includes artists like Jiro. However, she is a Creation goddess, and that limits what she can do with music

#asks #divinity au

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earphone-jacks · 8 months

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My Hero Academia Class 1-A Music Headcanons

I've been catching up on the manga and thinking a lot about Jiro making a collaborative playlist to help her really connect with her classmates lately. Anyway,

Deku listens to soundtracks, like bombastic instrumentals from old superhero movies, and I like to think he enjoys some fantasy adventures too. He also likes J-rock, including some openings and endings from the anime. He's pretty open to recommendations no matter the genre, but generally prefers more mellow stuff to help him relax and study or just unwind after a long day, and tends to listen to the same small handful of his favourite songs anyway.

Bakugo listens to heavy metal, particularly extreme metal. He loves the blast beat drumming and harsh vocals. A lot of the lyrics are incomprehensible upon listening, but if you took the time to look some of them up, they'd give more insight to his more vulnerable side that he's too prideful to show. I also like the idea of him having a softer private playlist that nobody lives to speak of.

Ochako didn't really seek out new music on her own before high school and formed her taste mostly from the radio or recommendations from friends. She has a lot of fun going through the playlist and she's happy to listen to anything from bubbly J-pop to heavy metal. I think she'd be a big fan of Babymetal.

Iida also likes instrumentals for studying, but more classical, and with faster tempos that he can take his morning runs to as well, like allegro. Something like hardcore techno would be funny, maybe some sport anthems, and a few more mellow rock songs that he picked up from his brother for when he needs to cool down.

Todoroki was very isolated and had a really limited musical library before high school. He'd also just listen to some classical, traditional Japanese music, or whatever was on the radio, if anything at all. He later gravitates to edgy alternative rock, or anything with relatable lyrics that help him vent his emotions. I think he could use that.

Tokoyami likes goth, modern classical, anything mellow, dark and ethereal-sounding with poetic lyrics. His music is oddly calming and haunting at the same time. He doesn't like anything too loud or harsh-sounding, partially because it can excite Dark Shadow too much.

Tsuyu and Koda both listen to cozy movie soundtracks, like from Disney or Ghibli, folk, lo-fi, ambient nature sounds, anything grounding and soothing, or "cottagecore".

Momo listens to classical, traditional pop, or modern music with elements of either, like baroque/chamber pop.

Jiro is already confirmed to have a preference for rock, probably alternative rock, and punk. I'd like to think some metal as well, but she'll listen to almost any genre and has impeccable taste in everything. She was largely influenced by her parents, and maybe grandparents, so her library spans a few decades as well.

Mina and Toru both listen to upbeat J-pop, and I like to think one of them introduced the others to Little Glee Monster. Maybe some sappy or wistful love songs more in private. Mina also likes 70s pop, disco and hip-hop, the kind of music that just compells you to dance and sing at the top of your lungs, maybe some psychedelic space rock and sci-fi horror soundtracks.

Kirishima is also confirmed to like 80s rock, like Eikichi Yazawa and Tsuyoshi Nagabuchi. I'd also think he likes stuff from as far back as the 50/60s as well, since Yazawa is the closest thing to Elvis from Japan that I know of, and that he picks up some more modern hard rock and metal mostly from Bakugo and Tetsutetsu as well.

Kaminari and Mineta both listen to J-pop, mostly from female idols that they think are cute. Besides that, Kaminari likes pop rock/punk and a lot of English music, and seems to have formed a lot of his taste from whatever was popular on the radio or social media with the occasional unexpected banger. He also had a dubstep, Vocaloid and hyperpop phase.

Sero is almost as adventurous as Jiro with music. He has a talent for finding underrated indie bands, and songs in a few different languages as well.

Aoyama also listens to some classical, but more opera, as well as French pop, some disco and house that he can vogue to. It's mostly upbeat but there's some sad-sounding songs in there as well that the others can't translate.

Shoji doesn't have much to contribute, being a minimalist, but he generally likes the more mellow indie stuff. He can get overstimulated easily.

Sato and Ojiro both like upbeat stuff, and enjoy music more as background noise for training, or baking in Sato's case. I also think Sato would enjoy the girls' bubbly pop music, and Ojiro would like some traditional stuff. Idk man they're nothing characters

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