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THE DRIEST SPELL OF THEM ALL (7.1k) — bakugou katsuki x f!reader

✎ᝰ you've only been in a relationship with bakugou for a short while, but you can't help but think it's strange that you haven't had sex. guess it's time to change that.

࿄ ! warnings — nsfw, straight up penetrative sex, established relationship, oral sex (f!receiving), unprotected sex, lots of praise and feelings, bakugou is a sweetie pie, not a safe space for minors, reader is a college student and bkg is a pro hero.

/ note. this is my first, long fic and i'm so excited to share it with you guys. honestly was so fun to write and it has a lot of plot but who is uma if she doesn't have loads of self-indulgent dialogue?? anyways minors please do not interact with this and to the rest of you, please enjoy my very smutty fanfic.

to bakugou, the first time you and him have sex happens out of the blue. the relationship is relatively new and fresh - only around three-four months in. you do think it is kind of weird that you guys haven’t crossed the line of actually doing the deed.

you both have tiptoed the threshold of making out and soft touches. like when he came over to your place and you both made out after dinner together. you offered to put on a movie - just a random romance flick that you don’t seem to remember now; considering the tension in the room could’ve been cut with a meat cleaver.

just three months ago, it had been your third date and you’d only passed a few light touches and long hugs at this juncture so when he put his hand on your bare knee, it was game over. you pounced on the blond and kissed him for as long as your breath willed you to. it just probably was not the best idea for you to try to undress on your couch.

“is it alright if i take this off?” you say, going to grab the hems of your light pink shirt that wasn’t doing enough to cover the hardness of your nipples. bakugou nosed at your jaw and kissed at your neck before he bit back a groan at this and rested his hands at hem of your skirt before nodding.

“fuck, you don’t gotta ask me, princess. just do it.” your hands slipped under your shirt and revealed underside of your boobs - which bakugou was ready to smooth his hands over until the footsteps of someone approached your living room.

“hey y/n- oh my GOD. i am so sorry oh-” and the footsteps are heard running to another room before a SLAM! echoes in the distance. you had not anticipated that your roommate would be arriving home so early but then again, common sense would have told you to go to your bedroom.

alas, it was too late. the mood had dampened significantly and bakugou awkwardly made his way out of your apartment - failing to look at you or your red faced roommate. he did, however, send a text apologising to the both of you and by the next day, everything had seemingly been forgotten.

the sexual tension had not been forgotten.

there would be many more days where you and bakugou would get hot and steamy before being interrupted by his friends, or a phone call coaxing him back to work, or the fact that the both you were super busy. he was an up and coming hero and while your career wasn’t as demanding as your better half, you were a busy college student: with assignments piling by the day, leaving you with little time to do anything with your boyfriend… which left you both sexually frustrated and unsatisfied… until now.

“there’s so many hot guys here. i should really pick you up more often,” sighs mina happily as she waves at a guy on your campus.

“mina, you are literally a pro hero. you could find a guy way hotter than… the guy who literally sits behind me in my pharmacy class. and he’s a stupid fuckboy, by the way.”

“good thing is i have a thing for stupid fuckboys,” she smiles and you roll your eyes. “but enough about meeee,” she drawls and you groan out loud, “what’s up with you and mr dynamight?” you both reach a red light and she turns to wiggle her eyebrows at you.

“nothing. well, not nothing - we’re fine. just fine.”

“you guys haven’t had sex yet?”

you splutter indignantly and mina taps onto the steering wheel and nods empathetically.

“what- when did i even imply that-”

“a girl always knows when her friend hasn’t done the do with her boyfriend yet. always. you’d be glowing and bubbly and happy but here you are… low-key awkward, not glowing. you don’t have that post-sex first time glow-”

you yell over her ramblings, “okay, OKAY, i get it. fine, we haven’t had sex. but it’s not like we - i don’t want to. it’s just time and finding the privacy to… fuck. and you literally work with katsuki. you know how pedantic he is about his work and his free time.”

“so you’re saying he doesn’t want to fuck? or that he’s avoiding you?” quizzes mina and it’s your turn to sigh, albeit a little sadly.

“i don’t think he’s avoiding me but whenever we get to the point of just doing… it, something happens and now he just doesn’t really initiate it? i don’t know if it’s because he just knows we’ll be interrupted or he just doesn’t want to anymore… am i overthinking it?”

mina parks her car and stares straight on to fully digest what you say before nodding.

“no you’re not - but this is BAKUGOU we’re talking about. he’s not your average guy. have you seen the way he looks at you? it’s like he wants to eat you every time you enter a room. like genuinely i have never seen a more feral man so this is very surprising news to me,” ponders mina and you laugh a little at her admission, kind of grateful for it. before you can say anything, she turns to you and grabs your shoulders.

“i have the perfect idea! we’re having a party at the agency tomorrow night and you should “go.”,” she gestures with finger quotes. you look at her strangely and raise a brow.

“I should “go?”” you copy her gestures and she nods vehemently.

“are you catching my drift?…” you shake your head in confusion and she rolls her eyes, “jeez, okay, look, i’ll remind bakugou about the get together and i’ll tell him that i told you about it. he’ll invite you and when the day comes, you guys just don’t go.”

“we don’t show up? but why-” the cogs in your mind turn inquisitively before you put two and two together at mina’s wiggling brows and you “ohhhhh” in mutual understanding.

“you know, that’s not a half bad idea. as long as you can everyone to not question our absence…”

mina laughs, offended a little at your quip, “y/n, baby, lovely. when i make a proposition, i tie up all the loose ends. it’s just up to you to find the right time and place. you get one evening to sort your sexual tension out. after that, it’s smooth sailing. and i prayyy that you do. have you noticed that he’s been really pent up? bakugou’s angry but he’s like, exceptionally angry, these days-”

“if you’re trying to insinuate he’s mad because he’s sexually frustrated, i have no answer to that. and we’ve been sitting in your car for almost 20 minutes now. we probably look crazy,” you note and mina sighs and nods before grabbing her things.

“you can avoid this conversation but when he taps that, you will tell me all about it and i will not accept no for an answer.” you hum indifferently and make a mental reminder to make up a story if the night that entails will be as raunchy as you hope it will be.

when mina drops you home, bakugou sends a text.

katsuki: y/n, did mina tell you about some dumb thing we’re doing at the agency?”

you smile at that.

you: yeah, she mentioned it. why, are you thinking of going?”

hook…

you tap your toes expectantly as you see the bubbles disappear and reappear.

katsuki: don’t really want to but they’re gonna force me to, so fuck it. you doing anything tomorrow night?”

line…

you: nope, don’t have any plans. why?”

katsuki: you wanna come with as a date? you’ll brighten up the shitty place.”

sinker.

you squeal at your phone and collect yourself to reply.

“sure, kats, I’d love to go with you. you can come over to my parents place so we can get ready together if you’d like.”

“you busy right now? wanna call you.”

he doesn’t wait for you to answer and it rings. you often think you got lucky for having such an easygoing and pliant man and today cements your beliefs as you go to pick up his call.

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the day of the party seems like a long one. you made sure that your parents would not be home for the weekend - while it’s terribly unsexy to fuck in your parents home, the chance of your roommate bombarding your sexy time with your boyfriend is too high of a chance to risk and you’ve spent more time than necessary thinking about what the day would entail.

now that you’ve shed your pyjamas, you look at yourself in your bathroom mirror. your orange panties are doing nothing to hide the outline of your kitty and you’re definitely certain that the bra’s purpose was purely just encase your boobs in a rune of bright orange and white.

“i’m never letting mina pick out lingerie for me again,” you sigh as you poke and prod at the pieces. of course mina had to pick out the most raunchy, provocative and immodest pieces known to man. you’re pretty sure you could see the colour of your nipples sticking out of the material. you were somewhat questioning whether this was a good idea. what if bakugou thought this was too much? would he even like this? you definitely should’ve asked him first-

katsuki: on my way. will be there in five.

of course he texts you right at this moment, breaking you out of your horny driven and frantic stupor.

now that you really think about it, when you recall all the time you’ve almost been with bakugou, it makes you close your legs together to calm down any heartbeats ruminating between your legs. it makes the situation of not actually having sex with him yet even more heartbreaking - you want the feeling of his hands running down your body, his lips nipping at your lower belly, down to where you really want him. it makes you wonder what position he’d fold you into, if he’d press you into the mattress and make you cum till you were shaking and crying…

you inhale deeply and run around your home to do a few, final touches. you felt like you were a teenage girl all over again - faffing all about the house and praying that your parents wouldn’t come home and notice that your boyfriend fucked you into your flowery sheets. and you hoped bakugou wouldn’t just yet notice the strong smell of his your favourite perfume and the orange lace clinging onto your ass and boobs underneath meticulous layers of less attractive pyjamas. is this what they call reverse psychology? it’s no time to ponder when your boyfriend knocks on the door and you practically launch yourself downstairs to greet him.

you have to bite back a moan when you see him. seeing as this was a relatively fresh relationship, you both agreed that you wouldn’t always obsess over seeing each other. the last time you saw bakugou was two or so days ago and you make a mental note to throw away that line of thinking when you see your boyfriend in all his glory.

he’s wearing his typical grey joggers and hoodie combo (the one who looks the most biteable in) and he pushes down his hood to reveal his wheat-haired mullet and downright gorgeous face. he enters your home and you stand by patiently waiting for him to drop his bag and take off his shoes before touching all on him.

“you not gonna say hello?” bakugou says gruffly and you roll your eyes (in your head, of course) before walking up to him and wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his cheek.

“hey, baby. missed you,” you kiss into his face and bakugou wraps an arm round your waist and raises his arms to grabs at your cheeks to properly look at your face before kissing you once. and twice. thrice. even four times before you’re laughing and begging him to stop. with a stretched hand, you lead your boyfriend upstairs to your childhood bedroom.

“any reason ya wanted to stop off at your parents instead of my place?” bakugou asked, raising a brow in suspicion. you fight back the urge to overtly shudder at the thought of his friends ruining what will be a long night - especially if you had anything to do with it.

“i was just thinking that we don’t really get much time to ourselves. just us two. i think we’ve only had a proper date to ourselves maybe three times. and i am saying that loosely,” you admit. bakugou scoffs and sits on the edge of your bed.

“‘s not my fault people are always botherin’ us,” he mumbles and then he looks up at you and gestures for you to stand between his legs. you do so quite obediently.

“never said it was, baby,” you say, just above a whisper, as you brush the back of his hair and into his scalp. his hands rest at your knees and rub softly against your thighs and you really have to fight back the urge to jump his bones. but, alas, you had to make him want this just as much as you.

your boyfriend hums and leans into your touch and bakugou looks up at you and smiles, a little mischievous, “so we have your ‘rents house all to ourselves and ya wanna waste it on going to a lame ass company party?”

your eyes widen at that, not really expecting him to almost put two and two together so early on. you grossly underestimated the intelligence of your boyfriend so you had to dispel any ideas of sexual activity before he spearheaded into your plan.

“first of all, you invited me. and second of all, it’d be nice to go and come back to a place all to ourselves for once. we don’t really get to go to parties with your friends often,” you muse and bakugou groans and wraps his arms around your thighs.

“they wouldn’t even know we were missing…” he grumbles and you smile down at him and give him a kiss to his forehead, your thumb passing his brow piercing and booping his nose and lips.

“we don’t even have to go for that long if you don’t want to-”

“i don’t wanna go at all.” bakugou states adamantly and you tap his face and bask in his hold and affection.

“we only have to just show up, so you’re not gonna get out of this one easily. then you have me all to yourself. sounds good, kats?”

bakugou throws his arms off you and himself into your pillows and pulls his phone out - akin to a petulant child and you have to laugh. if only he knew what was actually going to happen.

“yeah, yeah, just - let’s just chill for a bit.. we can at least cuddle before we have to fucking spend time with those idiots,” katsuki grunts and you hum at his reply before clambering on top of your hulk of a boyfriend. you stare down at him in all his glory. now that you were right above him, you notice he looked more tan than usual. and did his lips always look so kissable?

“y/n? you all good up there?” kstsuki asks as he taps softly onto the planes of your temple. you look down at his nose and then his lips and it’s settled.

fuck it. there was no going back now. this was happening today.

“yeah, kats, ‘m good. just missed you, is all,” you breathe out and your boyfriend hums in reply and you thank your lucky stars that he’s sometimes a little naive when it came to you- lest he speedrun his own surprise.

bakugou looks at you, all soft and loving even though all you can see and feel are his red eyes piercing into you. he stuffs his phone into his pocket and pulls you into his wide chest, arms imprisoning you.

“shitty hair just texted me asking where we are. ‘m gonna tell him to fuck off.”

“don’t be mean to your friends,” you scold and bakugou rolls his eyes but he’s barely paying attention to what you’re saying. you try to ignore the fact he’s looking at you properly - drinking you in all angles.

“you gonna let me kiss you or just keep staring?” katsuki asks, eyes all half lidded and brooding. you shy away a little at his upfront neediness for you but you entertain him regardless. you bend down to plant a soft kiss on his mouth but that does little to satiate him.

“the fuck was that? you love torturing me, huh, princess,” katsuki groans and you smile at his expression: all frowny and so, so pretty.

“sorry, sorry, you’re right. just love teasing you,” you say, barely above a whisper and you give katsuki his first proper kiss since seeing him today. the kiss is heavy: all tongue and wet and warm and you grab onto his arms to ground yourself. meanwhile bakugou pulls you down so you’re right on top of him, so he can get a better grip on your ass and easier access to your mouth. you’ve got a leg over his hips and an arm hanging off his shoulder, completely attached. he’s got a large palm on your lower back, slowly drifting further and further to squish your ass.

it’s like this for a couple of minutes; your arms wrapped around his head and neck, his large palms groping at your ass and hips and bakugou’s mouth kissing on your tongue and lips. your leg rests on his waist and you swear you can feel the heat of his dick right then and there. it’s not like you can miss it, all heavy and imposing.

“fucking needed this, baby,” your boyfriend practically moans and a hand sneaks in your pyjama top and shorts and you moan loudly as he squeezes and grabs at you, your leg around his waist pulling him even closer. katsuki pulls back at the feeling of soft lace running across his fingertips and only then does it resonate that he can feel what you’re wearing. he looks at your face with a quizzical look and you want to hide from the sharpness of his eyes.

“what’s this ‘m feeling?” katsuki asks and you stuff your face in his neck as he smoothed his hands on your lace clad hips.

“just a little something i was gonna surprise you with…” you trail off and he sits up at this declaration.

“yeah? something f’me? you not gonna lemme see it?” he muses and your eyes widen. your boyfriend has always been pretty bold so you don’t know why you’re being so shy right now but you comply with his demands and sit up on his lap to pull off your shirt to reveal the brightly coloured brassiere.

bakugou’s breath hitches and his chest rises a little slowly when he sees the bra in it’s entirety. you look gorgeous, he thinks. all innocent and sexy at the same time. he doesn’t know whether he wants your legs on his shoulders so he can taste you until you’re begging him to stop… or whether he should just fold you in half and fuck you until pearly tears are falling down your cheeks.

he decides on complimenting you for the time being:“you look gorgeous, princess. fucking sexy… all f’me, yeah?”

“who else would it be for, dummy?” you say in a low, humorous tone and your hand travels up his chest to rest at his jaw, so you can give him a kiss to his ‘o’ shaped mouth. you slot yourself entirely at the weight of his bottoms and only then do you really feel what you’ve done to him. it’s your turn to make an ‘o’ shaped expression.

you lean down to kiss his lips again, sucking on his bottom lip before letting go with a pop, before smiling at him. katsuki grins back at you, leaning up on his elbows and nudging his nose against yours and you can smell his minty breath. you rest your hand over his stubbled cheek, brushing a hand over it as he slots his lips with yours. he takes his time with you, so much tongue as drinks everything you give him. katsuki lays back down to watch you and runs his hands over your hips, squeezing at your ass and all the parts he can get his hands on.

he decides he’s had enough of the petting and the touches because he groans and grabs at your waist so he can you flip you over.

bakugou presses hot and wet kisses and nips at your jaw and your neck - till he’s laying on his stomach to kiss at the top of your breasts. he’s fiddling with the underwire of the bra before he looks up at you with blown out pupils and a smirk to match.

“we were never going to that party, we’re we, baby?” he hums as he noisily kisses and sucks your collarbones and the fat of your breasts. you know he’s caught you out and trying to elicit a reaction but with the way he’s biting and kissing on you, you can’t find it in yourself to care.

“n-no…” you say, with a hint of a whine, “just wanted you to myself for once.” bakugou can feel himself throb at how much you want him and he climbs up to situate himself exactly above you, his arms caging around your head.

“such a fucking minx, you know that? who knew you had it in you, princess?” he says, looking directly into your eyes. you feel small under his gaze and try to cower away but his hand grabs at the chub of your cheeks.

“don’t get all shy on me now, baby. you knew exactly what you were doing,” katsuki trails off, now littering your neck with gentle bites and hot, wet breath that made your spine shudder and toes writhe.

“you’re not gonna embarrass me. it's gotten me this far, so not a bad deal,” you gasp, just shy of a whimper at your boyfriend’s ministrations. katsuki chuckles at this and sits on his haunches to have a good look at you.

“at least you did your research… y’know orange’s my favourite colour too. can i take this off, princess?” katsuki asks, his hands brushing over the thin straps of your bra. you sit up slightly and nod at him. however, he doesn’t seem content with that answer as he thumbs over your nipple through the bra and you gasp again.

“use your words, pretty girl. that don’t mean shit to me,” he breathes out and you want to fight him for forcing you to beg so explicitly.

“yes, yes please,” you practically cry out and bakugou fixes his hands to undo the clasp of your bra and your breasts spill out of the material. katsuki bites back a moan, his eyes half lidded at the sight of you. he feels like a teenage boy all over again - wanting to grope and bite and kiss at you. so he does exactly that.

discarding your bra, he leans down onto his stomach and goes to playfully bite down at your left nipple and you whine at him, placing a hand in his unruly hair. just as you’re about to scold him, he smoothes over his bites and sucks with wet and soft kisses over the skin. with his free hand, he travels down to your barely there shorts and slips into them, his fingers leaving a ghost of a touch against your pussy.

“can feel how wet you are and i’ve barely even touched you,” whispers bakugou and he kisses at your tits while watching your expression. to say you felt shy under his watchful eyes was understatement. but you still wanted so much more.

“katsuki… please,” you breathe out and he presses his fingers harder into your barely covered clit and you bite your lower lip to stop a squeak from leaving your throat.

“please, what, pretty? you look like you knew what you wanted when you dressed up all sexy f’me,” katsuki says mischievously and you want to slap and ride his face at the same time. you’ll save that for another day.

“please make me… cum,” you finally get out and bakugou kisses at your breasts one last time before descending into the lower half of your body.

“since you used your manners,” katsuki muses but you both knew he wouldn’t pass at the chance to get his mouth on you anyway, recalling back to your moments of interrupted intimacy (or cockblocking as katsuki would call it).

katsuki pulls down your fluffy pyjama shorts to reveal the orange panty ensemble and he bites his lip to hold back a whimper at the noticeable damp spot just at your cunt hole. he looks up at you, who’s clearly embarrassed by all the attention because you’re covering your face with your hands. he playfully bites down on your thigh and you yelp, looking right at his lust filled eyes.

“wan’ you looking at me when ‘m bout to eat you out,” murmurs your boyfriend and you force the heels of your feet dig into the plush of your bed so you don’t clench your thighs at his words.

bakugou continues with looking at your pussy and he can practically see your walls clenching from how turned you are and he feels impossibly harder at the thought of tasting you. he places a small, wet kiss on panty-covered clit and you tuck your bottom lip under your teeth.

katsuki continues to lave and give attention to your pussy by soft and wet kisses through the material and your whimpers were about to turn into complaints until he pulls the dampened material down your legs and stuffs it in his trouser pocket.

in any other given situation, you would have brought that up but katsuki launches himself between your legs and starts suckling at your clit and suddenly, whatever happened before has been forgotten. you cry out at the sudden attack on your pussy and the noises that come out of you are borderline pornographic.

“k-katsuki, fuck, that feels so g-good,” you stutter, whole body practically trembling.

“yeah?” your boyfriend chuckles, “you taste good, princess. can’t believe i went this long without having you on my face,” he grunts, alternating between kissing and sucking at your clit and your lips. when you thought it couldn’t get any better, he slowly presses two fingers into your hole and your head falls back into the pillows.

katsuki’s watching your reaction and he’s humping the bed for even a lick of friction; the way you taste and sound is too much for his senses. he can feel the tip of his dick leaking when you cry out his name and his eyes roll back when he feels you clench around him.

“o-oh, ‘m gonna come, kats, fuck, ‘s too much-”

“that’s it, baby. doing so well f’me, fuck. wan’ you to come all over my face. can you do that f’me?” asks bakugou while he alternates between stroking your inner walls and tongue-fucking you.

you nod, unable to answer and practically scream before your eyes begin to roll back, your toes begin to curl and the effects of your orgasm hit you like a truck. all you can see is white and you can’t even comprehend the noises coming out of you.

katsuki decides he is in love with the way you look when you come undone. he fucks you through your orgasm, lapping up everything that you give him and he only stops when your thighs begin to close up around his head and you make feeble attempts to push him away. not wanting to overwhelm you, he kisses your clit before sitting up and notes that he would stay between your legs some other day.

meanwhile, you’re catching your breath and your eyes are brim with a few unshed tears and katsuki chuckles breathily at you. you pout, “don’t laugh at me,” and he smiles in awe at your naked beauty. it’s only then when his eyes rake up and down your body that you realise he’s still completely clothed.

“starting to think you’re allergic to getting naked.. i’m feeling all exposed and left out,” your pout deepens and he stretches a hand to pinch at your nipple and you yelp and swat him away.

“relax, pretty girl, all you had to do was ask. ‘sides, not like i can fuck you in my clothes,” katsuki smirks and you roll your eyes and nibble your lips, impatiently awaiting to see your boyfriend in all his true glory.

bakugou pulls off his jumper and shirt in one go to reveal his tan chest and various miscellaneous tattoos, including one of your favourite flower right under his right pec. he then goes onto to pull down his joggers to reveal tight, grey briefs - and you hold your breath at the sight.

your mouth waters when you can see the length of his meat alongside his thigh and you can even see the damp patch on where the head of his mushroom-shaped tip is supposed to be. katsuki can see you checking him out and his chest puffs up a little at this.

“you look like you’re about to eat me, princess,” he jokes and you raise a brow.

when you’re about to bite back at him, you realise that you’re way too horny to waste anymore time and instead, you just nod seductively and open your arms so he can rest on top of you.

katsuki accepts and his arms rest by your head. he’s directly above you and only now does the sheer size of your boyfriend dawn on you. his whole body hulks over you and you’re unable to hold back a whimper that escapes when you realise just how hot this situation is.

“you still turned on? anythin’ i can do to help you?” katsuki snickers and you know he gets off on teasing you: he’s enjoying your helplessness and the fact that you’re so horny you’ve been rendered slightly brainless.

“stop teasing me,” you pout and katsuki leans down to kiss your pouty lips and he smiles, all warm at you even though he’s one clothing item away from rearranging your insides.

“sorry, princess. ‘s just fun to tease ya, is all. believe me when i say i wan’ this just as much as you do,” he grunts out and he sits up to finally rid of his briefs.

the wait is agonisingly long but when bakugou finally strips himself naked, your whole world stops.

your boyfriend is a hefty, adonis of a man so the size of his cock should’ve never surprised but no amount of mental physical preparation could have prepared you for the actual thing. it’s beautiful, veiny and thick - the length being tan with a vein that climbs all the way to the head of his cock: which sits at a dark pink, almost red colour, dribbling with precum. at the base of his cock sits a tuft of blond hair and your mouth basically waters.

katsuki’s dick twitches a little at your unwavering gaze and it’s his turn to feel a little embarrassed. you sit up and reach a hand out to thumb at his most prominent vein and a mixture of a groan and a whimper catches at the back of his throat. he feels like - he knows he could come just from looking at you as you brush against his cock.

it’s why he jumps to crowd over you on the bed and grabs your right thigh to sit at his waist.

“you think you’re ready? ‘m gonna ease into you slowly, ‘kay? promise you’ll tell me if it hurts,” he insists and you make sure to verbally reply, lest he waste time trying to get you to speak up.

“fuck, yes, ‘m ready, please put it in already,” you beg and katsuki wants to call you needy but the mushroom head of his cock brushes against your slick pussy lips and any smart reply he has locked and loaded in his head goes out his ear.

katsuki grabs his cock and brushes it on your clit, your lips and then circles your cunt hole and you’re clenching just at the feeling of him pressing down onto your most sensitive parts. you were half sure he was going to make you beg for it but before you could blink, he presses into you and your head would’ve hit the headboard had katsuki not place his hand behind you knowingly.

the feeling of him inside you is too much but not enough simultaneously and your hands grip at his forearms and you’re not sure on whether you want to push him away or bring him closer.

meanwhile, katsuki’s fighting his own mental battle: he curses himself for putting this off for too long and also prays that he doesn’t come before he at least gets yku off. you’re tighter, warmer, wetter than he anticipated and he can’t get enough of you. he’s not even watching himself feed his cock into your gooey hole, deathly afraid that if he looks down for at least one measly second, he would bust so deep into you, you’d be pregnant with triplets.

katsuki’s eyebrows are furrowed as he finally sheathes all the way into you and you rest a hand on his lower abdomen at a feeble attempt to push him away.

“i don’ think is’ gonna f-fit,” you slur, “‘m so full.” katsuki grabs your hand and lifts it above your head in a small, handholding embrace.

“don’t push me away,” he practically growls and he situates himself so he’s resting on top of you again, “you’re a big girl. if you wan’ me off of ya, you know to use ya words.”

you furrow your brows and look away from his dark eyed gaze and he chuckles, “that’s what i thought.”

katsuki pulls himself slightly out of your warmth, only to grind himself back in at an antagonising pace. he sets a speed and he lets go of your hand to properly rest on his forearms above you. you use this as an opportunity to wrap your arms around his back; your face scrunched and bottom lip tucked under your teeth.

you can feel katsuki’s pants above you and you finally open your eyes to see him and he’s probably never looked more sexy and eatable. his hair is sticking to his forehead and his eyebrows are furrowed so deeply that frown will probably be stuck for a while. katsuki angles himself just ever so slightly and you throw your head back in unabashed pleasure as he hits that sweet spot inside you.

“you like that, sweet girl? look at you.. fuck, all fucked out. wan’ you to tell me how good ‘m fucking you,” katsuki breathes out and you swear you’re not ignoring him on purpose because with the way his cock presses inside you and with the way his pubes brush against your clit, all you can muster is a broken moan (one that katsuki will definitely tease you about later).

“that’s how good ‘m fucking ya? can’t even - fuck, ha - can’t even speak, can ya?,” he says out loud and his words are coming in waves. katsuki reaches down to flick at your pearl and your legs seize up around him as you babble mindlessly to appease him.

“yess, feels so good, so deep, ‘can feel you so deep inside, kats - ohh, right there, pleaseee,” you warble and katsuki lifts your right leg to his shoulder to get impossibly deeper inside you.

“fuck, can’t believe i went so long without this sweet pussy,” he grunts out and the feeling of you cunt spasming around him hits at 100mph. you become sloppier, wetter and katsuki finds himself being able to fuck you right to the base of his cock. then it hits him: you just came.

“did y’ just fucking come already? jesus, fuck, haven’- haven’t even properly fucked you yet. so dirty, baby,” katsuki moans out and you can’t hear a word he’s saying. your nails dig in deeper to his shoulder blades and the soles of your feet press into his back as you’re still coming down from your high.

“d’ya think you can go again f’me, princess?” your boyfriend asks politely but the way he asks is anything but polite as he’s already folding both your legs to place them on his shoulder as you’re pushed and manhandled into a mating press.

katsuki still hasn’t pulled out and his cock is throbbing inside you and he wants to cum so fucking badly. but the unshed tears in your eyes made his heart beat a little faster than usual and he would never want to push you past your limits.

“you alright to continue, y/n?” he asks sternly, his expression slightly worried and you amass all the strength your body will allow to pull him down and you link your arms around his neck.

“so serious, katsuki,” you joke, still a little out of breath and he rolls his eyes and stares down at you lovingly while your thumb brushes against his cheek.

“make me cum so hard ‘m seeing stars,” you whisper and katsuki growls as he pulls out and sheathes himself deep into you while you cry out.

“you get what you wish for, princess.”

katsuki places his hands on the back of your thighs and goes crazy at you; desperate for both your releases. the sound of skin and the wetness of your pussy echos in your bedroom and accompanied with the your gasps and cries, the sounds of the room were past the point of being just pornographic.

you swore you’d have his hands imprinted on the back of your thighs with the way he was groping them and with this position, you could feel everything so much more. he was so deep inside you and you swore you could feel him in your stomach as you writhed under him as your third climax of the night crept on you. you were already so sensitive from the last two and you knew this was the one that was going to wreck you.

“‘m so-o close, fuck, it feels like ‘m gonna make a mess,” you gasp, moving to wrap your arms around katsuki’s neck. you could tell from his tightly wound facial expressions that he was not too far off.

“y-yeah? make a fucking mess on me princess, f-fuck, cum all over me an’ i’ll give you everything i’ve got, baby,” he grunts and he slides an arm down between you both to thumb at your swollen clit and you seize at the feeling.

“‘s too much, katsuki, too - oh-oh, ‘m gonna,” you cry o out and you grab your boyfriend’s face, “pl-please kiss me, please,” you beg, pearly tears streaming down your face and katsuki moans out.

“anything for you, pretty,” he rumbles and he slots his mouth over yours as your orgasm hits at you in waves. katsuki can feel sprays of your release hit on his pelvis and his eyes roll back.

“that’s it, pretty girl, make a fuckin’ - make a fuckin’ mess on me,” katsuki kisses into your tongue before coming deep inside you and moaning out loudly as you kiss him back to goad him through his orgasm.

you both ride out your climaxes and your boyfriend watches where you’re both connected and he pulls out, hissing while you whimper and he eventually collapses on top of you. you hold him close to your chest as you match his breathing pattern. the silence is comforting and you scratch at the nape of his head and he opens an eye while his face is pressed into your tummy.

“you okay?” you ask katsuki and he wraps his arms tighter around your body as response but you’re not satisfied with that.

“use your words, baby,” you tease and katsuki playfully digs his teeth into your belly and you make a feeble attempt to push him away.

“should be asking you that instead. fucking squirted all over me,” katsuki chuckles and you gasp, lifting up your hands to hide behind them in embarrassment.

“god, that’s so embarrassing, i can’t believe i did that,” you say, all muffled but katsuki pulls your hands from your face and kisses at your palm.

“was sexy, baby. want you to do that every time we fuck,” he mumbles, nosing little kisses onto your chest and tummy. your boyfriend looks adorable like this: all fucked out, exhausted and glowy and you’re holding back the urge to ‘awwh’ at him while you pet and rub his face with your thumb.

“and i want you to get off me so i can shower. ‘m all gross and sweaty and sticky,” you complain, albeit lightheartedly and when you make the attempt to get up, the blond jumps up like he was never tired.

“sit your ass down and let me run us a bath. and i’ll know if you moved,” katsuki warns, walking to your bathroom in his naked glory and you laugh and before he exits the room, he turns to pass you a quizzical glance.

“nothing, it’s just, your butt is so cute. i can’t believe i never noticed it before!”

“y/n, so help me god, i’ll throw your dumbass into the bathtub,” yells your hot headed man and you giggle at his ‘threat’, watching him try to hide his butt from you as you go to follow him to the bathroom, disobeying his every rule.

so when mina and the bakusquad anyone asks you about your first time, you tell them it was something you waited dearly for and you wouldn’t change for the world.

“uh, kats? why did kiri just text asking if we finally ‘fucked and got it over with?’”

so maybe it wasn’t spontaneous for your boyfriend either. but it’s like you said-

“i will kill that red headed bastard,” yells out katsuki, grabbing his phone and throwing you over his shoulder as you squeal.

you wouldn’t really change a thing.

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plutopitou · 6 months

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◇ Wash your mouth out with soap

bakugou katsuki x reader

wc: 1.1k | fluff, angst if you squint

Katsuki’s been criticized since he was a teenager about his brash personality, taking a toll on his mentality. But even from a distance he can see your brazen heart waiting for him, always.

This is slightly rewritten and reposted but enjoy luv u

Katsuki always had a mouth on him. Since the day you first saw his stone face on tv yelling at an interviewer in highschool, he’d grown to be known as the verbally abrasive hero- not that it mattered to him much at that time, anyway.

His mother had tried everything as the child grew up. The traditional hitting with her slipper, washing out his mouth with soap for ten minutes per cuss word; it proved to be unsuccessful and a distorted form of punishment that left a distinct scar in his memories.

“Pro Hero Dynamight verbally attacks civillian after villain attack!”

You look up to see the news headline pass through the screen with exclusive footage of your boyfriend getting into some verbal spew with a civilian, both covered in dust with a collapsed building in the background.

An ambulance pulls up to tend to the man’s injuries as Katsuki bitterly walks away from him before barking an unbleeped “Go fuck yourself”.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his quick outburst as the channel rushes back to the flabbergasted news anchor not expecting his foul retort, undoubtedly questioning his qualifications to be a true hero. You’re swift to turn off the TV and focus on something else.

Katsuki’s persona he was given was not something unfamiliar or a wedge between the both of you. You vividly remembered your first awkward date with eachother. How after every minute you couldn’t count on one hand how many times he was vulgar the more drinks he threw back to ease his anxieties.

People always questioned how could you ever date someone like him. The hero with not just an explosive quirk but an explosive personality that just seemed to be distasteful and rude- how could any sane person stand to be with someone like him?

However, other people’s view of him was the farthest of himself.

The clock hits five minutes to midnight before the apartment door opens, a rustling noise emerging through with heavy footsteps. You close your laptop and look over at your boyfriend tossing his backpack to the side and hanging up his keys.

“‘M home.” Muttered from an annoyed expression. Katsuki’s brows are furrowed down as he pulls his sweatshirt off, his long sleeved hero shirt hugging his muscles from underneath.

Getting up from your seat near the kitchen, you eagerly prance to his fatigued spirit. You gently push back his blond hair, cupping his hot cheeks, planting a sweet kiss where he needed it most. He can feel his unsavory mood melt away as you pull away with nothing less than a pretty smile on your face. “I missed you.” You stated delicately.

His face slowly softens, muttering how much he missed you as well. “I was gonna call you when I got a chance, but fuckin’ assholes held me up today.” He breathes out, the distaste from the events you saw earlier leaked ferociously from his words. “Some man got pissed ‘cause I didn’t get his stupid phone while saving him from a collapsed building.. ungrateful ass just causin’ a scene in front of the press, per usual.”

You watch his features tense from how much he’s holding back letting himself become irritated again about the spew earlier- you can see through his emotions better than the finest telescope. It was the first quality he noticed when he first met you.

When he talked you paid attention to every word; not in a way of faux admiration because he was a famous hero, but in genuine care of what he had to say. You didn’t get upset when he would swear a lame joke, instead you laughed like a rhythmic lullaby to his ears.

Since starting UA, all eyes were on the best in the school and he was always watched and criticized the most. His track record of saving civilians since he got his hero license didn’t matter, it was always going to be about how he’s perceived by the public from the way the media spins narratives about him. He would never admit how much it hurt, he’d rather let Deku continue to be number one than do than let society know they can wear him down.

Katsuki couldn’t advert his gaze as you started to run hot water in the shower for him. You come back and are immediately grasped into his frame. The living room is dimly lit as you slowly sway with the tempo of his warm, mellow nature.

“Shower with me?” He whispers.

You look up from his chest, chin near his heartbeat. “Already did earlier, but you go ahead and ill set the bed up for you?”

The room smelled fresh with cool air and candles as the window curtain wisps with the melody of the breeze. Katsuki walks in shirtless with fresh sweatpants. His hair is limp and damp, skin smelling fresh and old scars on his chest and back able to breathe.

He groans lightly as he lays on his chest, head resting on his hands facing the window as you drip oil on his aching back; hands tracing down the tense cords of muscle and up his neck. Every push he releases a breath, unpacking all the negative emotion from the past twelve hours like therapy.

You loved to just stand and work magic on his body than in a sexual type of passion. It was the way you stared at the shape of the body he’d built himself since he was in school, the divots that are reminiscent of a smooth mountainous landscape. How an hour in you couldn’t tell if he was asleep the way his mouth is slightly open and his brows are straight and relaxed.

It was always a struggle to hold back the tears when he can safely sleep. You keep them back before he ever sees them; because if there was one thing you knew about Katsuki, it’s that he hates seeing someone feel bad for him.

Luckily for you, he never sees it, just feels it.

Katsuki took the hits and fall into his body without delay. There was no hesitation about it as one glance down at the grooves of pink skin peppered over his build can confirm it. It wasn’t something he regret, just something he pondered on.

You both found yourselves to fall into this routine a couple times a week when you see your boyfriend’s shoulders droop just a little lower than usual, when his gaze was just a bit more sheen with distance. It’s been years since the last war, but he was still stuck on the one inside himsef. It made your chest ache.

Outside the room he lays in he was known to be a foul-mouthed man with too much power than he knew to deal with.

You push down the curve of his back with the heel of your palm in the thought.

You wished it was that simple.

He was a young hero stuck with the weight of a cruel world on his back.

You finish kneading his muscular frame, your hands hot of every drip of emotion soaked up like a sponge in water. Turning to leave, you’re stopped with a pull at your hand.

Katsuki slowly pulls your body into his seated embrance. Your delicate fingers find his hair, rubbing down his soft back as his breath his head lays against your stomach, hands leaving ghost touches against your chilled back.

The warmth of his hands find your chin, pulling you down to his level. Your lips lightly brush over eachother before he presses his against yours gently. “I love you, you know..” He mumbles a centimeter away.

Your eyes flutter open, sweeping past the smell scar against his face to his red ones sweet with honey. “Of course I know, loser.”

In a second you’re flown to your back, Katsuki hovering over you playfully as you laugh in surprise.

Those people just wouldn’t get it.

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My king ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

King!Bakugou x servant!reader

I’m on break rn but its Bakugou’s birthday so heres this for you guys. I haven’t wrote anything this long in a HOT minute. only ogs remember when I used to write more than just drabbles

Learning not to feel self conscious about every move you made around King Katsuki was like learning to walk again.

You had to be perfect, everyone had to be perfect with the King’s temper. If a plate broke, you’d be shamed and degraded until you were holding back improper tears to avoid more degration, then you’d be fired and kicked to the curb. If you messed up an order, say goodbye to the kingdom cause you’re banished. And if you even showed the slightest disrespect then plan your funeral in the next 20 seconds because you’re dead.

Atleast, that’s what everyone told you when you first started your job as King Katsuki’s personal servant.

So far, you have not been degraded to salty tears when dropping a plate. You get a simple, “Tch, stupid woman.” As you apologize profusely and bow down to the man.

You had not been banished for messing up an order. During a quiet afternoon one week, you were flustered. You had bills to pay, a close friend just died, you needed to restock grocery, and you had gotten 3 hours of sleep from all the crying over your friend. He noticed your puffy eyes and unusually sluggish frame. He spoke nothing about it. But when you gave him peach tea instead of chai he didn’t make too much of a scene. He mearly asked, rudely of course, what was wrong with you; he scoffed at your excuse.

And he definitely didn’t have you hanged when a groan threw itself out of your mouth when he bitched about you being absent yesterday. He only made you get on your knees as he grabbed your face and made you apologize and beg for forgiveness. It sounds harsh but considering his reputation, you were called extremely lucky.

The other staff said that he’d taken a liking to you. They always sent you out to take care of his needs when he was in a pissy mood cause you had a better chance at living than the average servant.

You didn’t speak much unless directly told to. Its how you were trained. He didnt talk much either but he would ask you casual questions sometimes, like you’re anything but an ant in this heirchy.

“Oi.”

You gracefully turned around to face him and bowed down. “Yes, your grace?”

He clicks his tongue at your formality. “Stop it with the your grace and shit. Are you beheld yet?”

You softly shake your head, trying not to show your surprise at the intimate question. “No, your majesty.”

You feel embarrassed telling him your status. Usually girls around here would be married at 17 but here you are still single.

He seems pleased at that, “Why?”

You shrug as if the answer is simple. “I haven’t found someone who I can holeheartedly call my beloved.”

He starts to get nicer to you after that. He makes sure you eat and orders you to tell him (in detail) about your day.

No one is allowed in the King’s room. He says if he wants to clean it, he’ll do so himself. And no one dares to step foot into his den and you are not an exception.

You are still scared when he tells you to run him a bath in his room. You had to conform with him so many times that you invoked him to snapping on you.

His room reked of him. It was intoxicating.

You forced yourself to disregard everything around you in fear that if you looked up from your shoes you wouldn’t be able to control yourself from snooping.

You allowed yourself to look up when you reached his enormous bathroom. Did one person really need a bathroom the size of your house? It wasn’t your place to say so you began to prepare a bath.

Just as you were done you went to head out only to be stopped by the King himself.

“Where ya headed?”

You almost screamed from being startled so badly.

“I’ve prepared your bath, my king. I figured I should head out now.”

You wait for his word to leave but it never comes.

“Stay.” He commands.

“But-“

“Are you arguing with me?”

You definitely were not. You just thought that he didn’t understand that you were done and he didn’t need you anymore. But as he began to strip down in your silence, you realized he understood fully.

You turned a full 180 degrees around to avoid disrespecting him. A lowly servant like you shouldn’t have the privilege of seeing a king indecent. Even if you have grown found of him, you need to respect your place.

You hear the water splash as he gets in.

“Come.”

“What?”

“Get in with me.”

“But sir-“

“Do we need to correct that attitude? Arguing with the King isn’t smart.”

He doesn’t know what he’s asking, you thought as your cheeks grew red. Your body moved on its own as you began to strip down. You couldn’t disobey the king, not that you wanted to. You’ve always had a thing for him. From his biceps to his booming personality.

You suddenly feel subconscious with his eyes on you. He licks his lips, or did he? You have to be dreaming right now.

But you’re not dreaming, his hand dragging you on top of him in the bath isn’t a dream. And its definitely not a dream when your hand try to find something to stable itself and end up on his shoulders.

“You know, I’m quite fond of you.”

He strokes up and down your sides before moving onto your arms. The waters warm but it feels like its boiling against your skin. He smells so good and he feels so… hard?

Hard, against your thigh. You blush a deep red. He looks down with you.

“Like what you see, yeah?”

Fuck, it was big. You expected him to be big, but you hadn’t comprehended how that would feel inside someone.

“Wanna sit on it?”

You didn’t even realize you were now straddling him. You didn’t know if you moved of if he had moved you. All you know is that your here now and its taking everything in you to not grind against him without permission.

Lustful eyes meet lustful eyes. He gives you silent permission with a nod of his head so you began to grind your pussy against his cock in a desperate attempt to get rid of the heat in your belly.

His head is thrown back, “Just like that…”

You grinded until you could find the angle to catch your clit against him. The water was splashing back and forth against the tub. Your pussy clenched against nothing and it drove you crazy.

Just as you were about to cum, he stilled your hips with both hands.

You whined, “My king-“

“It’s Katsuki.”

“I couldn’t possibly call the king by his first name as a commoner.”

“Then it’s a good thing you’re not a commoner anymore, my queen.”

Before you could even begin to comprehend what he was alluding to, he slammed his cock inside you and thrusted into you at a wild pace.

You gripped his shoulders to study yourself, the stretch being painful but quickly residing into pleasure.

“Fuck!” He hissed through his teeth. He just got in and he’s already ready to cum. You felt so good, nothing like anything he’s had before. He was ready to make you queen before hand but now he’s ready to make a heir to the throne.

Your head dove into his shoulders, it was too much and it felt too good. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten. He grabbed you by your hair and shoved you against his lips.

“Wanna cum inside, that okay?”

He was gonna do it even if you said it wasn’t so you didn’t bother responding. You were too focused on meeting his thrusts anyway.

His cock pulsed inside of you, his hands marking your back up with scratched and vice versa.

The coil inside you snapped and you came on his cock with a scream. He followed shortly after you with an uncharacteristic moan.

His ropes of cum filled you up until his body relaxed against you.

Water was everywhere, on the walls and the floor. It would take a lot to clean up but you couldn’t focus on that right now.

“Does this mean you like me?”

“I just said I was making you queen, fuckin’ dumbass.”

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AALI AALI!!

you and bakugou usually do missionary during sex, he likes to watch your face and blah blah right? well one day he says he wants to try doggy, no problem. well as hes fucking you so good you hear giggling,

all the sudden you become very self conscious, and aware. he’s laughing at you!! you stop him, telling him your not in the mood. Bakugou understands and leaves to the bathroom to jerk off. all is well but it doesn’t leave your mind that he was giggling at you.

well you begin to cry, big fat salty tears. and when he hears this hes by your side, comforting you and asking whata wrong. you whine about how he was laughing at your body. his face goes red, he said,

“im not laughing at you, or your body. your butt jiggles when i thrust inside of you.”

katsuki bakugou is such a man.

૮ ͈>◡< ͈ა warnings — fluff, suggestive but no smut, minors dni, aftercare scenes, gn!reader.

OH PLEASE THATS SO CUTEEEE :(( bakugou would definitely feel guilty — he hates making you cry for any reason other than pleasure so he’d scoop you up so fast and pull you into his chest, kissing your forehead, rubbing your back until you’re calm enough to properly explain your feelings to him.

“you gonna tell me what’s runnin’ through yer pretty little head, gorgeous?” and like he doesn’t push when you hiccup and take a few moments to collect yourself — instead bakugou slows his breathing so that yours can match up with his and you’re breathing together, listening out to his heartbeat to calm yourself down. “c’mon, no more tears. tell me what’s up so i can make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

please and you’re all pouty, because katsuki really is so good to you and you feel almost silly for ruining the mood. he’s a great partner, he cares about you, brushing a calloused thumb over your cheek to fill the silence as you piece together what you want to say. “i thought you were laughing at me…when i bent over and— it’s silly i know.” you whisper and your lip quivers as you clutch onto him a little tighter. “I guess…i got self conscious? i hate not looking good for you and—“

stop cause his cheeks would start burning, hot spreading all over the back of his neck and bakugou would squeeze you so tight in that way you know he’s silently apologising in. “baby,” he almsot whines, tucking his face atop your head as if to hide how embarrassed he is. “i…wasn’t laughin’ at your body. you’re fuckin’ gorgeous and i’ll say it as many times as you want me to and mean it. i just…i like the way your ass bounces when you let me fuck you from behind. it’s like watchin’ puddin’ jiggle.”

bakugou would be so embarrassed to admit it, you’d be sitting in his arms completely silent a bit in shock before a soft smile crosses your lips. “katsuki?”

“hm?” he peeks one eye open to look at you, still flustered beyond belief with his heart racing.

“i think we’re both a little silly, huh?”

“yeah,” he would wince and squeeze you again, still a little shy but happy to see you smiling. “you’re okay though? ‘m sorry for laughin’.”

“more than okay.”

:(( he pampers you for the rest of the night after that.

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terrarain · 9 months

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what it takes to love

character(s): todoroki shouto, izuku midoriya, bakugou katsuki, shinsou hitoshi, takami keigo, kaminari denki

summary: the ways they're loved and the ways they love.

notes: reader's pronouns unspecified, slightly suggestive in hawks's part; overall, just a bunch of fluff bc i'm a sucker for fluff. also, some swearing!!

word count: 3.4k

There's a lot of ways to love and be loved. There's no real right way to love - and that's the beauty of it, isn't it?

The many ways different people can love and be loved.

ˏˋ°•*⁀☂ Todoroki, Shouto.

The process of loving Shouto is a step-by-step one. It’s a learning process when it comes to someone as distant as Todoroki Shouto. It can be a bit of an odd thing, loving someone who doesn’t really… have a solid grasp on something as abstract as love.

It takes transparency. The willingness to bear your soul to him. Sly innuendos and speaking in indirect messages only confuse him. He takes most things at face–value and his social skills are hardly the best with how little he interacted with people his age during his childhood.

So you wait. You wait and you’re there with Shouto for every step of his journey towards reconciliation with himself, with those around him. You’re there with him when he discovers new foods that he likes and you’re there with him when he’s in a less-than-pleasant mood, trying to work his way through complicated emotions.

You’re staring intensely at the golden band, seated on a stool at the kitchen island, when you hear footsteps coming from behind. You don’t startle, though, already having an inkling as to who it might be.

“Is something wrong with the ring, love?” Shouto’s arms wrap around you in a back-hug and you sigh happily. You smile reassuringly up towards your lover – your soon-to-be husband.

“Not at all,” you murmur, reaching up to kiss Shouto in a quick, simple motion. He smiles against you, carefully readjusting his hold on you and turning you around on the stool so you faced him – so he could hold you closer to himself as he returns your affection. “Just unbelievably happy that you’re you.”

He hums against your hair, holding you against his chest. He’s a bit chilly – perhaps from using his ice earlier – but you don’t mind. It’s comforting and it feels blissful in the hot summer weather.

“I’m happy you’re you, too,” he whispers in return. When you pull back a little to look at him, his eyes are filled to the brim with affection and your heart just melts.

The start of Shouto loving you is clumsy, but he is really, truly, trying his best. Shouto in love is unbelievably gentlemanly – he treats you like a goddamn queen. Despite that, though, there is a hidden side of him that he reveals to you – a side that takes pleasure in teasing you with subtle words he’s picked up over the years.

Shouto wants to see all of your expressions. He wants to be with you throughout your journey the very same way you were there for his – and he provides his support where he can. He’s there with you through your highs and lows, because Todoroki Shouto is a man who returns favours. But, more than that, Shouto is unabashedly, wholeheartedly in love with you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀☂ Kaminari, Denki.

Denki makes it deceptively easy to love him, cheesy grins and quick touches all around. He’s bright and sociable and gets along well with just about everybody. Falling in love with him is an explosive event and loud for sure; Denki is hardly known for being quiet and subdued, after all.

With him, however, it’s surprisingly hard to get anything substantial from him at first. You match his energy and you make sure that he knows that he can talk to you the way he encourages his friends to open up to him when they’re in distress. You make him laugh when his spirits are low; you do what you can to put a smile on his face.

dumbass💛: omg look

you: where?

dumbass💛: across the room

dumbass💛: near the kitchen area

you: uh oh what is that guy doing?

You eye Bakugou and the mystery person – from your angle, you can’t really figure out who it is or if it’s even someone you know – and watch as they flush and fidget. Bakugou, much to your shock, starts to… blush.

dumbass💛: helLO

dumbass💛: are you seeing what i’m seeing??

dumbass💛: kacchan is going pink??

you: i didn’t know bakugou could look like that lmao

you: ain’t no way that’s the same bakugou that’s always cussing up a storm

A shift to your side. You look up from your phone and arch a brow when your eyes meet golden ones. You’re the first to speak up; “Tired of texting?”

“I wanted to hear your voice,” he replies, attempting to wiggle his brows suggestively. You just snort in response, pinching his side – which, to that, he yelps. “Okay, that and also my phone just died.”

“That’s surprising,” you comment. “Your phone very rarely dies.”

“I was too distracted to charge it,” he says, directing a meaningful look at you. You smile. “Distracted by the beauty in front of me.”

“Alright, casanova,” you laugh, pinching at his cheeks. One of your brows shoot up when he reaches for your phone, watching as he starts tapping the screen away from your sight. “What’cha doing?”

“Tragically, not you.”

“You’re the one who wanted to go to this party,” you reply, lips twitching upwards into a lopsided grin when his free hand pinches a little at the skin of your own hand.

Once he returns the phone, you immediately notice the contact name (💛💛my dumbass💛⚡💛⚡ 😍😘🔥🔥😍🔥) and look up to meet his radiant grin. My dumbass, indeed.

Denki’s mind can be both everywhere and nowhere depending on the day. His thoughts are difficult to focus with how much he flits about everywhere. There are occasions where Denki forgets, regardless of intention, things will slip from his mind from time to time. He will always do whatever he can to make it up, though, because once he loves, his love doesn’t falter.

There isn’t actually a drastic change when the two of you start dating – he’s still a good, dear friend; this time, just with a lot more kisses and playful flirting (of course, he also stops flirting with other people). Denki tries to make you smile every day, always up to some sort of goofy activity or sending you random memes throughout the day. More than anything, he loves your smile. Nothing, to him, is more radiant than you smiling, as cheesy as it sounds.

ˏˋ��•*⁀☂ Shinsou, Hitoshi.

Loving Hitoshi is something that's slow and steady. You develop your relationship with him slowly over the years and it takes a lot of kind waiting for him to come over and knock on the door to your soul.

It takes unfaltering trust. Skeptic of life, Hitoshi is timid when it comes to letting others in because he can’t trust himself. Can’t trust those around him. People are fickle and he knows this, so he keeps away.

But he does surrender, eventually, with enough tenacity. Slight brushes of your fingers against his, sitting just that one centimetre closer to him on the couch, gently poking at him to wake him up from naps – he starts to accept the touch, eventually, and starts to returns those touches with an intensity that has only built up over the years he’s lived.

You’re watching Hitoshi play with the cat sitting about in your apartment – whose name was currently Cat (something that a lot of people question, but you weren’t about to get into the whole origin of naming the cat… Cat) – when an idle thought pops into your mind.

“You’re kinda like Cat,” you comment. This draws Hitoshi’s attention away from Cat, one brow arched and stray strand of hair falling over his face as he cocks his head to the side in question.

“What, like I’m catlike?”

“No, I mean, sometimes, but that’s not what I meant. You’re, like,” you pause, gesturing to Cat, who was sat down primly and coolly staring at Hitoshi and the cat toy he had been trying to get Cat to play with. “--like… Cat. You kinda behave the same way as her. I swear you gave me that exact same stare the first few times I tried talking to you.”

He snorts, not denying your observation, placing the cat toy and instead holding his arms out for Cat to run into. Which she does without hesitation. You let out an amused laugh, leaning forward against the armrest of the couch you sat on.

“That, too,” you snicker. You pause for a moment before standing up and spreading your arms out with a bright smile. Hitoshi returns the very same smile, padding right on over to you without hesitation.

Hitoshi, once he’s opened up, is a kind lover. For a lack of better terms, he’s whipped for you and completely wrapped around your finger without any complaints. He’s attentive and thoughtful and, after a point, he stops holding back and smothers you in all of the affection he’s bundled up deep within.

There’s a sense of trust that years of friendship has built up and is nigh-impossible to tear down; he has your back and you have his. He reaches out more and lets you into his heart, lets you see the scars and worries he hides away and you let him see yours in return. The two of you lean on each other, hands intertwined the whole way through.

ˏˋ°•*⁀☂ Takami, Keigo.

Loving Keigo is a quiet affair, much unlike how chatty Keigo is, unlike how intense his presence can be. The two of you are oftentimes hidden away from public eye.

A charming, roguish grin is what he wears in public and it’s what he dons in front of you during your first meeting. And while that charming roguish smile and the playful quips he shoots out are still a part of him, it’s the quieter moments where he slips and shows himself in his entirety.

It’s no secret that Keigo – Hawks, the number two hero – is a man who moves far too fast for most people. But you try. You don’t take a look at him and give up on him because he’s too fast; you rise up to his challenge and chase after him. You establish yourself as his equal and you show him that you’re there, right next to him.

Keigo, as you’ve learned during your time as his friend, companion, lover, has a fondness for entering through windows. The first few times, his appearances were unannounced and oftentimes gave you a scare – nowadays, though, he sends a feather your way to let you know that he’s on his way to you.

“What is up with you and windows?” you question as you unlock and open the window so the bird-man could climb in. The red feather in your grasp flicks its way out of your hand and back to his wings, which were fluttering about.

Wryly, you think about how you’ll be finding bright red feathers everywhere in your apartment after his visit. And you wouldn’t be the tiniest bit upset at it – it was a clear reminder of Keigo’s presence in your life despite how often he had to leave for work.

“It’s the quickest way,” is his response – a response you’ve heard before. After a pause, he adds on: “Also, it’s romantic, wouldn’t you say? Don’t your romance novels have something about people sneaking through windows to meet each other in the dead of night?”

“Have you been reading my books?” you question with an arched brow, closing the window and watching as Keigo plops down on your couch. Much to your horror, he reaches for the book you had placed down on the little side table next to the couch – and flipped the book open to where you had it bookmarked.

“Now I am,” he grins, turning his attention to the book. You dive in to grab your book from his hands to no avail; he just catches you with an arm and tugs you into him. You’re partially on his lap and locked in place with one arm wrapped around your waist as he reads the contents out loud. “ ‘He groans, burying his face into Lillia’s neck, hips pistoning in and out of her soft body–’ “

“Stop it,” you cry out in embarrassment and Keigo’s eyes flick over the rest of the page before turning to you with the biggest shit-eating grin ever. He’s teasing you.

Keigo merely hums, kneading your waist. “Should I be taking notes from this? Is this the stuff you’re into nowadays?”

“It’s not mine,” you defend weakly, tilting your head back a bit as he presses gentle kisses to the exposed skin of your neck. “A friend lent it to me.”

“Well, I’ve got to thank this friend of yours, hmm?” he muses, pulling you fully onto his lap so he can kiss you more easily. “For giving me some more ideas to try out with you,” he grins as he waggles his eyebrows in the decidedly most unattractive way ever, and you just roll your eyes before pulling him in for another kiss.

Keigo is a charmer. He’s good with his words and he likes to pride himself on his ability to read people’s faces and body language. He uses this to his advantage and puts up a front so that people will like him, because he’s convinced that nobody would really like the monster inside of him.

But then. But then he meets you and starts seeing you around – he starts taking note of your presence and it’s inevitable that he ends up tripping over himself just for you. He slows down for you in his own way. He pays closer attention to mundane details that he normally wouldn’t have paid any mind to.

He lets down his guard around you because he trusts you, and that’s something huge to him – he’s gentle with you. Frighteningly attentive. It’s like second nature to him, tending to you – he takes care of you in any way he can. Keigo is downright clingy when he’s in love and he can never get enough of you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀☂ Midoriya, Izuku.

It’s not as easy as some may think upon an initial glance at Izuku to love the poor boy to. He’s full of love but he struggles to allow himself as much love as he gives. You’ll have to be the one gently reassuring him that he’ll be okay, the one reminding him to take care of himself because people care about him. You care about him.

As you love Midoriya Izuku, you hold onto a boundless sense of determination and you’re as stubborn as a bull. Teaching someone to love themselves whole-heartedly is an endlessly difficult task, but never a burdensome one for you.

One of many days, you lace your fingers together with the mossy-haired boy as he looks at you wide-eyed, mouth clamping shut mid-ramble. You offer him a smile as you rub a thumb along his hand. “You’re spiralling again,” you murmur and he sags against you; an exhaustion he hesitates to show most others.

He opens his mouth to apologize, but you give him a look that has him saying something else. “Thank you,” he murmurs and your heart clenches. You let him hold onto you tightly, fiercely, like you’d fade away if he let go even a little bit. You press a kiss to a freckled cheek, squeezing him back. Reassurance that you wouldn’t leave him.

“Now, are you going to let me go to make a meal or are you going to just sit here and starve?” you speak up after a few moments of tender silence, tapping at his back gently. With great reluctance, he releases the tight hold he has on you but doesn’t ever let go of you. He sticks close behind you, scarred hand tightly grasping yours as the two of you meander into the kitchen.

“What’s for dinner?” he questions, peering over your shoulder as you rifle through the fridge for ingredients.

“Katsudon,” you laugh as he immediately presses a ticklish kiss to your neck, mumbling something along the lines of, ‘God, I love you,’.

Izuku is never without a burden; this burden only gets heavier as the years go by, the title of Japan’s number one hero heavy on his back. While he runs around as a reliable hero, as someone all of Japan can depend on, you and his close friends still see parts of the mousey boy you guys had befriended all those years ago back in highschool.

And while Izuku isn’t particularly good at accepting love, he gives out so, so much love. Perhaps more than is healthy for him – self sacrificing to a fault and always working for the sake of those around him.

He never forgets. Izuku remembers everything about you and that is how he loves; he pays close attention, tends to your needs. He doesn’t miss a single date, doesn’t forget anything you tell him no matter how mundane; Izuku gently pries you apart and works hard to take down any walls you have up around yourself.

Izuku can’t always be there for you. It’s the reality of him being a hero; long hours, unpredictable emergencies – the list goes on. But he makes every second count and does his best to make you happy. You have to make sure you take care of him, too, as he quickly forgets about himself when in the process of loving you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀☂ Katsuki, Bakugou.

Loving him, quite frankly, takes a lot. Far more than others. It’s an ugly process and it’s hard to put on any form of rose-tinted glasses for someone as intense as Katsuki. Loving Katsuki can be hard. Nonetheless, you work your way through his highs and lows.

It takes patience. Lots and lots of patience – but you never let yourself be a pushover. There’s a delicate balance that needs to be maintained and, honestly? It won’t always be maintained completely. There’ll be dips favouring one side from time to time – and when that happens, it takes a lot of understanding to mend frayed threads.

But that doesn’t stop you, because as explosive and bitchy as Katsuki can be, there are still parts of him that had charmed you and parts of him that you want to discover.

You’re reminiscing on the days you spent with Katsuki back in highschool when there’s a shuffle and quiet grunt next to you. The arm around you, heavy and warm, tightens when you try to sit up. You simply stare into your husband’s eyes, which were now blearily blinking awake.

“What’re ya’ starin’ for?” he grumbles, voice thick with sleep.

“Just thinking,” you smile warmly, poking at his cheek. He doesn’t fight back against you and just lets you do as you please, much to your satisfaction. You don’t think you’ll ever tire of seeing Katsuki so – so relaxed. Waking up with him next to you, with you in his arms, was a domestic event that you would’ve never expected to happen back in your guys’ youth.

“ ‘bout what?”

“How much of a softie you are now,” you chuckle, pressing your lips to his in a slow kiss. He immediately reciprocates, though not with his usual intensity due to his sleep-addled state. He grumbles when you pull back, the hand around your waist snaking up to your hair so he can run his fingers through your hair.

“I’m only this damn soft because of you, alright?” he huffs and you just laugh, poking at his arm to try and get him off of you. He just scowls in response, tugging you closer to him.”

“We have to get up,” you murmur, the voice of reason, much to his chagrin. “I have work this morning and so do you, darling.”

“Jus’ a little longer,” he whispers. You find it hard to argue against him, especially when you’re basking in his warmth – especially when you know you’ll probably start missing his touch after you step out of the house into the biting cold of the winter winds.

“Just a little longer,” you surrender, burying your face into his chest to listen to his steady heartbeat.

To his credit, Katsuki changes. He grows over the years – he matures and it’s a slow and arduous process. He’s hardly gentle and sunny like Midoriya, and he’s far from a gentleman like Todoroki. But he gets a hold of himself. He does his damnedest not to hurt you. And when he hurts you, he works tirelessly to correct his wrongs.It’s downright shocking to those around the two of you – how much Katsuki has changed and how mellow he is when he’s in your presence.

He’s careful with you and lavishes you with affection in his own ways; he holds you carefully, he gifts you things you have your eyes on, he has goddamn books on how to be a good lover (which, when you found those on his bookshelf, he pretended that he was just keeping them at Kaminari’s request; they’re Kaminari’s, not his. It’s endlessly endearing how much of a dork he actually is).

a/n: as it turns out, when you only ever write for the same 2 characters, writing for other characters is hard,,,, mannn sorry GAHJAHG

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calls home | k. bakugou

★ tags ;; gn!reader, pure fluff, established relationships, reader is a support items enginerr.

★ wc ;; 1.3k.

★ synopsis ;; katsuki hates nosy interviews, but maybe coming clean about his love life will get these people off his back.

★ a/n ;; not a very novel concept but i wanted to give it a go lmao

"We're rolling!"

Katsuki as the director behind the camera gives him a thumbs up. The camera light flashes red. He really loathes the entire filming process. All forms of public promotion, actually. But he promised his manager he would turn up and do his best for this interview.

He sighs, looking into the camera with a bored expression.

"Uh. Hi. I'm Bakugou Katsuki. Pro-Hero: Dynamight. I'm here with Heroe's Weekly to do a QnA."

He can hear in his voice how much he doesn't want to be there but doesn't bother to change his face. Off-camera, the crew are snickering. He knows a handful of them, friends of friends. He shoots a glare their way. The director gives him a pleasant look.

"Aw, don't be like that. Your fans have been asking for this forever."

Katsuki snorts, arms pulled over his chest.

"You think I don't know that? Fuckin' everyday on my twitter. You shitheads are so nosy."

"Calling your fans shitheads...your brand is one of a kind."

"Yeah, yeah. I don't get why they all care but whatever. Made a promise so I'm here."

The director laughs.

"Right. So, are you ready for the questions?"

"As I'll ever be."

The interview questions start off as he expects. He really does hate doing them, quick and formulaic responses for most of the basic ones. He's gotten them so many times in his life they don't even really feel like real questions. It's all information that's found easily through some google searching.

Age? 20 something. Star-sign? Who the fuck knows, but he thinks aries. Favorite food? Whatever's spiciest. Why'd you become a hero? Because he wanted to be the best. Who's your favorite hero? Still Allmight.

After the initial round of questions comes the deeper ones. He has to admit they're more well-thought-out than he's used to. With time, he finds ease in talking about the prompts.

What sets you apart from other heroes? Field experience, he thinks. Knowing the position of the victim and the victor young, all thanks to his fucked up teen years. What was your childhood like? Better than most, but god he was such a dick. Is there any advice that you think young heroes should hear, even if they typically don't? Valuing your life is valuing the lives of others, no matter what anyone says.

After the serious questions die down, the director gives him a smug expression. All softened up by the obvious thought that went behind it, her grin is amused.

"...Your viewers wanted to ask some more.. personal question

Katsuki raises an eyebrow.

"Gave me all the good questions upfront to curb my mood, huh? Cheeky fuckers."

"Permission to ask?"

He barks a laugh.

"You can ask whatever the hell you want but I don't know if I'll answer."

"Well, everyone is most curious about your love life."

Katsuki scoffs.

"Not this bullshit again."

"Oh, c'mon! You got voted sexiest hero of the year, of course the people want to know." The director insists, probing him "You can't give even a hint?"

He sighs.

"Give me a second."

Pulling out his phone from his pants, he unlocks it and opens up his text messages. He can practically hear everyone holding their breath but chooses to ignore it.

(sent 2:46pm) they're asking about you. fucking annoying

from baby 💌 (sent 2:46) you already know i don't mind. it might get them to leave u alone.

(sent 2:47) yeah i guess. love you. rest up and ill see you later

from baby 💌 (sent 2:47) love u too kat. see u at home. pick up some food on the way pls i dont wanna make lunch.

He grins at his phone a little, completely lost to the fact he's still with a bunch of annoying people. All of a sudden he wants to go home, clicking his phone.

"Who's got you smiling at your phone like that?"

"My fiancée."

Immediately the studio erupts into chatter. He gives them an unimpressed look, clicking his teeth. Is it really such a huge deal?

"You'd think I just dropped a fucking bomb in here."

"Fiancée?! Is this the first time you're talking about it?"

He nods once.

"Yeah."

"Can you spare us some details?"

"Like what?"

"How you met, what they're like, how you fell in love! The more the better."

He clicks his teeth. This is tiresome, but he relents. Crossing his arms over his chest, his eyes flick up to the ceiling.

"I don't know how to fucking answer any of that. We met on the job, though."

"But we're dying to know!"

"Isn't it fuckin' enough that I said something? What else do you need to know?"

"Are they pretty?" Someone on the crew shouts. Katsuki smirks.

"Better looking than every person in here, yeah."

A bunch of oohs and aahs chorus from around him. He wants this to be over and done with more than anything, but it feels like he can't back out now.

"Well if you can't answer them, maybe it's worth having them answer."

"Are you fucking serious? You want me to call them right now? No fucking way."

"A journalist is never above begging Dynamight. Plus now the whole set wants to know of this mystery person.

"God you people are so persistent." He spits, agitated. He looks directly in the camera "Let me make it very clear. Put this in your final cut. After this, I'm never talking about this shit again. If you ask, I'm kicking your ass."

Katsuki reaches into his pocket for his phone again, fingers hesitating to open it. He does with a deep sigh, tapping your contact in his call list. It rings twice before you answer. He puts you on speaker.

"Hi baby," Your voice is melodic and sweet. Katsuki can't help his smile "Is your interview over?"

The director mouths the word baby in shock and Katsuki gives her a glare.

"No, we're in the middle of it right now. They were asking me annoying questions and I didn't feel like answering them so they told me to call you."

"Oh? So they wanted me to answer, instead?"

"Yeah. Just about how we met and shit. That okay?"

"If it's okay with you I don't mind. What are the questions?"

Katsuki feels a flush crawl up his face.

"Uh. How we fell in love or whatever."

"Oh, how romantic." Your voice is pleasant. Katuski holds the speaker closer to his mic. "Well. Hi everyone. I'm Y/N and I'm Katsuki's fiancée. We met on the job, I'm a support items engineer and I worked on the major mechanisms for his suit."

Katsuki smiles a little at his phone, pleased. The crew greets you and you giggle on the other side of the line.

"We met in a business context first and became friends later. I used to think he was a scary guy but he's really not at all," You pause between sentences. Katsuki feels his stomach flip, smile widening "Mm... falling in love? It wasn't very grand. I think some time in-between I thought that he was a person I'd like to be with. Kinda boring right?"

"It's not boring." He insists. You giggle.

"I'm glad you don't think so. Anyway, it's not a very romantic story. I think if anyone got to know him like I did, they'd also fall in love."

A bunch of aww's sound. Katsuki flushes.

"You're an idiot." He spits. You laugh.

"He's prickly but he's a good person. I hope people are willing to look past him a little and see that."

Katsuki feels his heart give in, emotions rampant.

"You're too sappy for your own good." He says, no malice in his voice.

"Uh-huh. I love you too. Was that good enough?"

"You did good. I'll see you at home."

"See you at home, Kat. Bye everyone!"

Everyone sounds off on a bye and Katsuki hesitates as he clicks the phone off. He rubs the back of his neck, feeling awkward.

"That good enough for you?"

The director shoots him a grin.

"Perfect."

#bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #writing tag #i am thinking of him a lot lately

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my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction · 2 months

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The Taming of Man - Dragon-shifting Katsuki Bakugou x F!reader

Ay Yo, Starting a series maybe perhaps??? Idk, felt cute, might delete later. seriously though, lemme know what you think, because I'd really enjoy writing this out all the way.

EXTREMELY BASED ON The Willow Maid by Erutan, pls listen for best experience, lyrics at the end are from this!

words: 1,958

warnings: cursing, blood, probably poorly translated German, reader is she/her and will be AFAB in the future if I write this all the way out

"Fuckin' Bluebloods," Katsuki grumbled to himself, waving the Pyre Pine twig he'd picked up, batting at cobwebs and whipping tall Acrimony Trees. The trees, true to their namesake, warped their crimson roots up through the maroon dirt to try and trip him. He had been in this forest a thousand times before though, and simply dodged them, hopping on top of them as his clunky boots pounded into the ground.

He kicked at popping Portobello's, their ashy and highly spiced spores exploding out with a crackle into what fittingly appeared to be mushroom clouds, and jabbed at the star-shaped Fire flowers, which attempted to burn away his stick with flickering flames and a high-pitched squealing sound. The good thing about Pyre Pines is that they were fire-resistant, so the flowers died without retribution.

Yes, Prince Katsuki of Forrmidūl was in a terrible mood, and it was all thanks to some rich asshole who thought he was better than him. He had met with the prince of Novia earlier that day, Katsuki's mother and Prince Tenya's Father hoping for some kinship between them as the people of their countries were viciously feuding. Sure, the guy was civil, nice even, but Katsuki hated the way he looked at him. Like he was a brute. A savage. He hated the way he picked at their nations best delicacies, scraping off perfectly good Portobello paste, and he hated the way he couldn't do anything about it.

The very remembrance of it made his jaw clench, his fists tightening. He wacked at a blazing thistle with all his strength, the wine-colored stemming tips of the petals shooting off into mini red fireworks. A couple went wayward, flying into the skin of his arm. Shit. They set off, causing wounds similar to ones you might get from being shot with a BB. "God Fucking Dammit," He yelped, gripping at his left tricep and scowling at the dead plant. He swung at it a couple times more, beating the poor thing to a red mess. It wasn't blood, of course, but rather crimson chlorophyll that all plants this ring of the forest contained.

You see, he was currently in the first and largest ring of the Farbenreich Forest, known as either Böse or simply Rot, an area many dared not enter. Sure, other countries sat near the outer rim of it, but none were brave enough to seek entertainment or peace there. The area was highly dangerous, as you could definitely see, and the only people who explored it were highly skilled Dragonborne such as the Soon to be king, Katsuki.

The rings of the rainbow forest went as followed:

Böse or Rot; the ring of Rage

Eisen or Orange; The Ring of Protection

Schatz or Gelb; The Ring of Treasures

Leben or Grün; The Ring of Life

Nebel or Blau; The Ring of Mist

Unbekannt; The Unknown.

Some called Unbekannt, the center, Leela, assuming it'd be purple and follow the pattern of all the other rings, but many simply called it Unbekannt because that's what it was; Unknown. Katsuki had read about each ring in books, craving to know what was in the center, but he himself actually feared it. He never went farther than the very beginnings of Eisen, something deep within him compelling him to turn back.

He sighed, taking a seat on a rock and making sure no moss was present. The vivid memory of traveling this place with his father and sitting on a rock covered in Magma moss still haunts him. If he could recall, he couldn't sit down without being in pain from the burns for a month after. He hung his head for a moment, regaining what little calm he had, and tried to figure out what to do about his little wounds.

They'd heal in no time, surely, but at the moment blood was trickling out of each little indent in his skin. he decided to take off his linen shirt, ripping off the sleeves. He wrapped one around his muscled arm, flexing after securing it to make sure it wouldn't fall off. He took the other one and repeated, adding two layers of protection.

He told his mother he'd go camping tonight, bringing nothing with him so he could truly rough it like he always did, but given the circumstances he decided it'd be best to head back home. He stood up, turning around to head back, before something reached his ears. What was that? The humming of a dragonfly? no, it wasn't dragonfly season...no, it was definitely someone singing. Singing like an angel. He turned to the sound, whipping around but unable to face it. Who the hell was in here?!

He finally pinpointed it, realizing it was coming from deeper in the forest. Dare he wander farther? He heard many a story of mischievous Faerie creatures luring unsuspecting men to their deaths, but it was all fiction. He just wanted to know what it was...who it was...

He hesitantly began walking farther into the woods, his attention no longer on abusing the flora. He stopped periodically to close his eyes, keying in on the sound to be sure he was following it closely. Before he knew it, he was already entering Eisen, The sturdy and squat mahogany trees practically forming a wall, a maze of sorts. Mind you, when I say Mahogany, I mean the color and not the breed of wood we know.

He walked as far as he could, before the grove became too tightly packed for his muscled body to fit through. He looked around, determined to move forward and find the source of the lovely music, before finally looking up. He immediately began to climb up the dense tree formation, climbing for a solid 2 minutes before reaching the top. He stood amongst the tangerine leaves, examining what was before him.

These trees were hardly as tall as Acrimonies, so he couldn't see far, but he could see a break in the amber foliage. He carefully hopped from tree to tree, the leaves and branches unmoving, thanking whatever deity blessed him to have this adventure in the fall when most snakes and other deadly animals were hibernating. He eventually was able to make his way down, already at the joining between Eisen and Schatz.

He looked down, the soft orange grass transitioning into golden shreds. He carefully stepped on the new grass, grass he had never seen the likes of before, and it crunched beneath his feet. Pulling back, He saw that it bent like metal flakes, curling under. He began to continue his trek inward, looking around at the tall and thin fruit trees that appeared to be made of solid gold or silver. They held apples made of ruby, blueberry bushes made of sapphire, acorns of diamond...even the leaves were made of paper thin shreds of metal. Everything was shiny, and it appeased his dragon brain.

He reached up, snatching an apple off its lustrous stem, something that would take the average man all his strength to do. Stuffing it in his pack, he continued to grab up different leaves and gemstone fruits. It was heavy, really fucking heavy, but he was compelled to take as much as possible. At least, he was, before stumbling upon a skull. A human skull. A human skull, who's body was crushed beneath piles of treasure. Yeah...fuck that. He immediately dropped what was in his arms, whatever dragon instinct that had enraptured his brain being forced to silence for a moment.

Besides, that voice was getting louder, meaning he was getting closer. At this point, he could just barely tell that the singing wasn't just a tune, it had words, words that hurt his ears to try and make out at this distance. He shook off the greed he once felt, forcing himself to carry on and simply avoid looking at the stuff around him.

This section felt like the longest because of the fact that he'd have to ignore his animal brain, but it was probably smaller than all the others. He finally reached Leben, the smell hitting him before anything else. He could smell rain, and fresh flowers, and dirt. It was earthy, it was floral, it was life. He stepped to the border, watching the plants fade from gold to green. All around him was green, he'd never seen anything like it.

The trees had spirals of moss growing up the sides, a cool breeze flowing through the flora and ventilating the area. Pink flowers, similar in look to the fire flowers, sat close to the ground, it's petals facing up to the sky. Katsuki watched as a fly slowly and leisurely buzzed past, before one of the flowers shot up and snapped around it like a shark closing its jaws. Good to know.

Katsuki trod through the forest, the damp and rich soil sinking beneath his weighty step, doing his best to touch nothing as he needed to stay cautious. As he moved along, the singing got louder, and he finally could make out a couple words. The ones that stood out to him were "man" and "Forest."

He had to know what this was, who this was. He didn't even realize he had been walking for two hours in total, nor did he realize that the end of Leben was fast approaching.

The air became wetter as he reached Nebel, and he could see the misty area ahead. It was as if there was a wall of fog, a marker for the point of no return. He took a deep breath, gulping a little. "Toughen the fuck up," he muttered to himself, before finally stepping in.

The second he entered the area, it was as if night fell. He couldn't see the sky, nor the plants, nor the ground. Only fog. Even with his night vision he was blind here, and it irritated him. He began to walk forward, keeping his eyes open to try and see the slightest differences, but soon found himself re-entering Leben.

The fuck?

He tried again, and again he was in Leben. He knew now why Unbekannt was Unbekannt. He sighed, closing his eyes. This time, he saw with his ears. He cued in on the beautiful voice, the tone, the words. He slowly began walking towards it, redirecting himself when the sound began to get farther instead of nearer.

Louder and louder the voice became, Clearer and clearer, Until he no longer felt wet fog on his face. He opened his eyes, and what he saw amazed him. The trees were full of life, vibrant with fruit and leaves of all colors hanging from them, wildflowers growing in hefty fields in all arrangements of hue and style, and best of all, the singing maiden.

She was sitting on a ginormous tree stump, centered in the ring of trees, washing her feet in a brook that shimmered in all the colors of the rainbow. Her clothes looked handmade, a sage green dress layered atop a tight silk button up shirt and a white flouncy underskirt. She had more clothing in a basket next to her, presumably to wash.

Song poured from her lips like honey, her face serene as she unknowingly preformed for her audience of one.

"A young man walked through the forest With his quiver and hunting bow He heard a young girl singing And followed the sound below There he found the maiden Who lives in the willow He called to her as she listened From a ring of toadstools red Come with me, my maiden Come from thy willow bed' She looked at him serenely And only shook her head"

you were mesmerizing. You were a faerie.

You guys don't understand, this is BARELY THE BEGINNING 😭 please comment if you want more, really I'd love the feedback.

Check the comments for extra info!

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lou-struck · 1 year

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Are You Watching?

Katsuki Bakugou x reader

~ Bakugou has never seen your favorite movie before, and so you end up watching him more than the movie.

Genre: Fluff

a/n: I do this alot, I just get so excited when I’m watching one of my favorite movies with someone I want to know that they are liking it.

As you walk through your front door and kick off your shoes that just don't quite fit right, you are hit with an overwhelming sense of victory.

Today was a bitch, but you made it through unscathed.

That in itself calls for a celebration of self-care. With Katsuki still out on patrol for a bit, you decide to slip into something cozy, get yourself a big bowl of microwavable popcorn, and take out your stack of DVDs.

But these aren't just any DVDs; these are your favorite comfort movies, the kind you can watch anytime and never get bored. You know every line by heart, quoting the lines under your breath and laughing in anticipation of your favorite scenes.

You've only been watching for twenty minutes or so, but your mood has already been raised up out of the gutters of exhaustion and disappeared when you first came home.

"Oi, what are you watching?" a familiar guff voice calls from behind you, sending elated prickles over your skin as your turn around.

Katsuki Bakugou, your boyfriend leans up against the doorway, he looks so natural, but you have a feeling he posed himself that way to look cool in front of you. You pause the movie and turn your full attention to your handsome partner, who looks just as exhausted as you did earlier.

"Suki, I didn't hear you come in." you smile, scooting over on the couch. "Get changed and come watch these with me."

"Haven't you seen this one before?" he yells from down the hall, already changing into his comfy clothes. He loves watching movies with you; it makes him feel normal after a long day dealing with the worst society has to offer.

"Yeah, so? It's one of my favorites," you call back defensively. "What's the big deal?"

"I just don't get how you can watch the same damn movie so many times," he grumbles, coming back into the living room wearing a black shirt and some flannel pajama bottoms you got him for Christmas last year. He is already looking more relaxed than he did before. Off in the distance, you can barely make out the sound of the washing machine buzzing to life, cleaning the rest of the day out of his hero costume.

"But you haven't seen it yet." you giggle, flipping up the mountain of blankets dramatically so he can get under them with you, patting the now open spot with your other hand.

He chuckles amusedly and joins you on the couch. His warmth comforts you in a different way than the blankets have as you breathe in his familiar scent. "This is much better," you sigh as his arm wraps around you. You place your head on his chest, your favorite kind of pillow.

"Bad day?" he asks, gently rubbing circles onto your skin.

"Not the best," you admit, shuddering at the memories from earlier today. You'd tell him all the annoying details later, but now, unwinding is the priority. "You?"

"It was pretty shitty, but I've had worse," he responds flatly. You believe him; the news coverage today told you all you needed to know about his bad day.

"Then I guess we can just stay here until it all goes away," you chuckle, reaching for the remote and pressing play. Bakugou wouldn't admit it out loud, but the idea of just staying here on the couch, cozy with you in his arms, is the perfect ending to any day, no matter how shitty it was.

Your conversation dies down as you both watch the movie. It really is the kind that you can watch over and over again.

You think to yourself that it's strange that even after watching this movie in your living room so many times, Katsuki has never seen it for himself.

Wait, if he hasn't seen it before, that means he doesn't know about The Twist.

You find your eyes drifting from the screen over to his handsome face. His crimson gaze remains transfixed on the screen in front of him. There is something so satisfying about watching someone watch your favorite movie so intently. Even if it's one he would not choose to watch himself.

You know what's going to happen, so you don't need to be watching as close. Katsuki is much more interesting right now. How will he react? Some of your friends said that the Twist was predictable, but others said they had no idea it was coming. The anticipation of it all makes you look at him even more intensely.

Sensing your gaze on him, he turns his head towards you. "What are you looking at?" he huffs, "Do I have somethin on my face?"

"No," you say, looking away quickly, "It's nothing; keep watching."

He shrugs it off and returns his attention to the screen. You try and focus on the movie, but you can't help it; you have to see what he thinks about the Twist. You have to see his face. You shamelessly bring your gaze back over to him, only to find that he is not looking at the screen at all. His eyes are on you.

"Suki, you're not watching; this is important," you whine dramatically as if you are not the whole reason he is distracted in the first place.

He tsks, "How am I supposed to watch the damn movie if you're staring at me like that?" his voice rising in volume.

"Just pay attention," you pout, crossing your arms over your chest., "I just wanted to see what you thought about the next part. It's my favorite."

His gaze softens as he tries to untangle your crossed arms. "Such a weirdo," he chuckles, leaning over and giving your cheek a quick kiss. "I'm watchin, I Promise."

Despite the dry air outside, his lips are still soft and smooth against your skin. You uncross your arms and return to your previous position on top of him. "You gotta watch," you mumble, trying to discreetly look at him and the screen at the same time.

And then it happens—the Twist.

The main character being betrayed by their own best friend. You've seen this part so many times you could quote it word for word. But Katsuki…

"Where the Hell did that come from," he yells, sitting up quickly, ruining your comfortable resting spot against him. His mouth is agape, and his eyes are wide as he stares back at you, hoping for some sort of explanation. His features then go from shock to loving irritation as he ruffles your hair on top of your head. "You were waiting for me to watch this, weren't you?"

"I knew you'd be surprised," you grin cheekily. Trying to bat away his hand from your head. "There were a few hints earlier on that make more sense."

"What hints?" he asks, narrowing his eyes and biting the inside of his cheeks as he tries to recall any sort of detail that would lead to the reveal of this betrayal. Obviously, he is still very troubled by the turn of events. "I didn't see any damn hints. Gimme the remote; we are watching this thing again."

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sorrowfulrosebud · 3 months

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Not too sure if you're bored of these yet but have another ask.

Reader's work. Do they work at home or not? If they don't, what's the day like for hybrid Bakugou who's stuck home alone? If they do, how do they keep Baku busy every now and then while they work? Cause we all know sometimes we have to sadly get rid of distractions to get some work done, even if it's one ya want~

Finally in a writing mood!!!! Sorry for the wait my angel, thank you for your patience!!

For reader’s work, I imagine you to have a job in law (bc I do) since reader is so passionate about equality for hybrids. You spend a fair bit of time in the office, but you’re allowed to go home frequently enough to make sure Katsuki is okay.

It’s horrible leaving him by himself for long hours of the day. Your mornings usually consist of you hunting down your shoes since Katsuki hides them from you, and they often have bite marks from his mauling. You then have to encourage him to eat something before you go, because you know he’d probably nap too much or forget to eat out of anxiety rebelliousness.

Soooooo, what do you do with a pouty pup who gets anxious when you work? You give him as many toys as possible! Since living with you, you have given him so many toys that he is often spoiled for choice. Squeaky chickens, rope toys, balls, the whole works. He could spend many an hour chewing on them and gnawing holes in them.

Then of course, you have the TV. Katsuki didn’t understand it at first, barking and snarling viciously at the screen when he first settled in. But now he races to grab the remote before you can, chuffing victoriously when he clicks to a nature documentary. You can only roll your eyes playfully as he settles on the couch whilst you make his favourite breakfast of sausage and bacon butties.

He sits for hours watching the soothing waves of the ocean and its inhabitants, of lush rainforests and harsh deserts. You often hear him growl at the TV when smaller prey animals are on the screen, and you can practically feel his drool drip onto the couch. You serve him his breakfast with a gentle rub between the ears, then get ready and fight him for your shoes.

With a final goodbye kiss, your hybrid is left to his own devices. You taught him your phone number in case he needed it, but he much preferred when you called him. So he sits and waits for you to come back. He watches TV for a while, potters around the house and naps. For lunch he waits for your phone call, sitting in almost silence bar a few grunts or growls when you ask him questions. He’ll then potter to the fridge and heat up the food you left him.

You had been teaching him to cook. He was quite the natural, but he was still learning and you didn’t quite trust him to cook by himself just yet. He eats lunch, naps more and plays with his squeaky toy. If he’s lucky, FatGum video calls him with his best friend Kirishima. The two puppy-boys stare at each other as they communicate.

It was abysmal, the guilt that rotted in your tummy after leaving him alone for so long. That’s when you had the most amazing idea ever. So, you changed up your routine. Along your journey to work, you passed by FatGum’s farm.

Katsuki waited for you on the couch as you finished getting ready for work. You wandered into the living room, yet again tutting at the state of your backup shoes that Katsuki had mauled. He smirked indignantly. You shook your head.

“Kats, go get your shoes. You’re coming with me today, I have a surprise!” You told him, grabbing your jacket. Katsuki stared at you.

He would never admit the thump in his heart. Was he bad? Were you sick of him?? Were you getting rid of him?!

“Well, go on. I have to be at work soon, so hurry,” you ushered him gently. Katsuki swallowed as he stared at you. You caught on almost immediately as your gaze softened.

“I promise you Kats, it’s a really nice surprise. I’ve not lied to you before, have I? Go on, I’ll wait for you,” you promised him softly, rubbing his sandy ears.

Katsuki stood up shakily, walking to his room. He was sure you’re going to get rid of him. He prays that you would do good on your promise to love him forever. He slowly makes his way downstairs, you smiling at him gently as you held out his jacket. You fixed his collar for him, the silver tag with his name and address soothing his nerves.

You’d never get rid of him if you’re making him wear his collar.

Katsuki followed you to the car, sitting in front as he puts on his seatbelt. After doing the same, you pet his ears proudly.

“My good boy, such a good boy,” you coo. Katsuki’s tail swayed against his will, causing him to pout as you giggled. You drove the familiar way to work, but caused him to blink at the destination you stopped at.

FatGum’s farm.

You get out the car, opening his door and walked to the door. An excited series of barks akin to gunshots sounded off as a happy redhead bounced in the window. FatGum opened the door with a laugh as a streak of red bashed into Katsuki, sniffing and chuffing his best friend.

Katsuki couldn’t help his wagging tail as he sniffed his friend back, growling a little when he was caught smiling.

“I feel so bad leaving you alone during the day. So, whilst I’m at work, FatGum said you’re more than welcome to spend the day here! You’ll be helping him of course, with some work here and there but it won’t be difficult,” you explain happily.

Katsuki stared at you with wide eyes, Kiri clinging to him happily. He walked to you slowly, before resting his forehead against yours with a gentle bump. His carmine eyes were soft as they looked at you through blonde eyelashes. You felt his gratitude as you gave him a hug and bid him farewell, leaving him to play with his best friend.

#🥀 rambles #WAAAA THIS IS SO CUTW #I probably wrote this really shittily so I might rewrite #but my creative mind is coming back!!#bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou #bakugou fluff #bakugou x reader fluff #hybrid bnha #hybrid bnha x reader #hybrid bakugou x reader #puppy hybrid bakugou #puppyboy bakugou #hybrid bakugou #hybrid bakugou x reader fluff #hybrid bnha fluff #hybrid bakugou fluff

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eris-snow · 9 months

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𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.

Tags: bakugou x gn!reader, fluff

Imagine getting saved by bakugou. That'd be hot af.

"So you're Explosive Dynamight's little partner," The villain sneers as he watches you squirm in your binds. "You're tied up nice and tight, so don't bother trying to escape, precious."

Being Bakugou's partner is a health hazard in more ways than one. He controls your every emotion and action, just like how he's at the sweet mercy of your smiles and mood.

He runs your mind, every thought consumed by him in your free time because, why wouldn't it be? He's your perfect boyfriend that was one of the top heroes in Japan. He's your perfect boyfriend that still makes time for you even on late nights because he's just the best like he claims to be.

But being Bakugou's partner is a health hazard because sometimes, you'd end up in situations like, well, this.

"It's time to take Number 2 down a couple of pegs," The villain growled, tracing a hand on your cheek. You're quivering, but you keep your mouth ironed shut.

Bakugou will come.

He always does.

"Who knew he was hiding you this entire time. His greatest weakness...ha, he was a fool for revealing it to the public." You yank your head out of his grasp, biting your lip. Any second now...

"Oi!" A harsh slap lands on your face, making your eyes widen in shock as you whimper at the impact. "Answer me!"

Ignoring the sting in your cheek, you glare daggers at the villain who'd decided to apprehend you. "You think you're tough stuff?" You scoff. "You and your little gang over here are small fries compared to everything he's been through. You don't stand a chance."

Said gang shifted nervously at your confidence. Sure, they caught you, but it wasn't like they were the first ones to do this since Bakugou revealed his relationship with you.

The villain snarled, looming over you "You little-"

An explosion fires of nearby, cutting his sentence off. Normally, it's a sound that scares people off, but it has long become a sound of comfort for you.

You smirk at them, sticking your tongue out at the villain just before his eyes widen.

Dynamight had arrived.

"HANDS OFF MY GIRL, FUCKER!" The blond hollers, whipping his hands in front of his face to shoot concentrated detonations at all their faces. He lands in front of you, facing down the gang leader who was howling in pain at the explosion.

Small fry.

From behind, you were blessed with the beautiful image of the blond's muscles flexing, skin shining with sweat.

Your boyfriend had muscles sculpted like a Greek demigod, just the right amount to look strong but not buff, and you loved it.

"You have some nerve, I'll give you that," He jeers, lowering his stance. "Fortunately, that's the only thing you have."

Before the villain could say anything, Katsuki blasts up close and personal to his face, before promptly detonating so many miniature attacks on the villain with grace akin to a dancer. He finishes his work with one final blow, causing the villain to collapse, groaning as he sinks into unconsciousness.

"Baby," He says softly, fondly as he rushes over to you untying your bonds quickly as soon as the police arrive on the scene to arrest the low-grade villains. The rope that dug into your skin makes you wince when you're finally free, making Bakugou hold you close.

"Hell, are you okay? Let me see you-" He stills, eyes flashing when he noticed your swollen face.

Oh no.

"Katsuki, come back here-"

"No."

"I'm fine, seriously! You've already knocked him unconscious!" You protest, clinging to your boyfriend's arm.

"I didn't hit the fucker hard enough!"

You giggle, leaning up and planting a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"My hero," you coo, the fear seeping away for the crashing waves of love to wash your grateful heart.

"My world," He grins, planting a bold, firm kiss on your lips.

Being Bakugou's partner is a health hazard, but the benefits that come back are repaid tenfold as you're reminded of how no matter where you are, Bakugou would come save you.

Anywhere, anytime.

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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hiii !! i was wondering if u would write a comfort fic with a bakugo x gn!reader where theyre really struggling with taking care of themselves and gone down like a depressive spiral without him knowing until they finally just broke down. i was thinking the reader would have a telekinetic quirk and they never really used it before but they use it all the time to even do simple things. sorry this is so depressing LMAO but i love ur work !! 🖤🖤

Aw! Omg thank you <3 I'm so glad I have such devoted readers on here guys 😭 it really makes me wanna shit and sob and run laps rn abshdnakshbsnx

Also ofc I will :D

I love the angst so you bet imma make this as dramatic as possible

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Katsuki x GN!Reader- Sink or Swim

You could tell it was getting bad again. You were hesitant to go to class or training, you no longer had any interests in your hobbies, even thoughts of your friends were interrupted by "you know they wouldn't care if they never saw you again."

And on top of that, it's was so, so hard getting out of bed in the mornings, and being motivated get stuff done. You had started being repeatedly late to class and you were skipping meals, convinced that after all of the minimal effort you've put in, you weren't deserving of a hot meal anymore.

You don't deserve a place in this school, and you don't deserve the title of a hero. You're just not good enough.

Almost every week you're introduced to yet another tragically disadvantaged youth who's given life and limb just to have a shot at being a hero, and you can't help but feel so undeserving. What use are you, even? The only quirk you have is telekinesis, and even then, it's really not very strong.

Your best friend and partner, Katsuki Bakugou, hasn't even realised just how bad things have been getting, and even though you know you're being a little harsh for expecting him to know when things are wrong even when you haven't talked about it, you can't help but feel a little upset.

During the next week or so, your foul mood only gets worse, and when you realise that your friends are actively trying to avoid you, that's when you break.

They were only giving you a little space because they thought you were having a rough time, and they didn't want to set you off since they knew they could be a rowdy group. It was Mina and Denki who thought it would be best, since they both haven't had the best of luck with sensitive people, and this proves it even more.

You spend the week stuck in your room, not coming to class and instead spending your time staring at the wall of your room, the drab, grey surroundings being a perfect match for what you're feeling.

It's Friday, and your room hasn't seen the light of day since Saturday. You've been crying every day into the soft plush that Katsuki won for you at a fair on his first try, despite your many attempts. You had refused to use your quirk because it wouldn't have been a real win. He'd found that kind of adorable. Stupid, but adorable.

Katsuki had come knocking on your door a few times, but every time you had sent him away with an "I'm sick, babe. I'll be better soon..." Or something along those lines. At this point though, he was at his fucking limit.

"Open the door before I blast it off its fucking hinges. Let me see you! You know being sick isn't a fucking excuse when we've got recovery girl! I've kept Sensei off your ass for a fucking week already, now let me see my fucking partner! I'm worried about you- you're not sick, did you think I'm some kind of dumbass?!"

Your bottom lip wobbles as you listen to him banging on your door. Of all things, you could probably learn to live with not deserving your dream carreer or your place in this school, but not him. The thought that you don't deserve him eats at you every fucking day.

He goes well above and beyond for you, and why? Because you're lucky enough to have caught his attention? It makes you feel physically sick to think about all of the other people out there that could give him more than you ever have. Maybe you should stop running from him though.

Ever so slowly, you get up out of bed, dressed in one of his loose shirts and a baggy pair of sweats. And when you finally open the door, Katsuki can really take in how much you've let yourself fall apart. You really do look sick, but not with the flu, and it breaks his fucking heart.

Immediately his eyes are glossed over and filled with remorse at the fact that he hasn't been here for you, and he opens his arms for you, ushering you into a hug that's far gentler than any other he's given you. It feels so good.

"Shit... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't here. Fuck."

"It's not your fault!"

He squeezes you tighter as you cry into his chest. It's times like these that you thank your lucky stars for being shorter than him, because it makes him the best person to hug, and one of his hands buries itself into your tangled hair as he pets you, slowly guiding you back into your room.

You couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend.

He spends the rest of the day cuddling you, your legs tangled together under the sheets while you nap and he watches over you. And you're not surprised when, the day after, he's forcing you to get up out of bed.

"Get up, lazy ass!"

"Noooo!-"

It makes a rather comical picture as he's got one hand around your ankle while you mock tears and cling to the bed frame, struggling against your much stronger boyfriend when he tries to drag you out of bed.

"Help me clean this ugly ass room! Dumbass! If you love me you'll help clean this pig sty!"

"God! Fine! It's not that big a deal- please!"

He finally lets you go and gives you an unimpressed look, since you can't even see the floor in the mess you've let collect, and as you get up and trip over a sock, he only snorts in amusement, giving you that "I told you so" look.

He really does help to distract you from your feelings when you're with him, and every time you try to thank him for it you're met with a chaste kiss to the lips, which has you blushing and stuttering in seconds. He could never get tired of that sight.

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sweetnsour1 · 2 years

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6:45

Fluff, Bakugou x female reader

“Ow!”

You left your hand on your forehead, forearm blocking one eye, covering the markless injury of a flick. He laughed and used the jointed weapon to poke at your side this time. You were too weighed down by blankets and pillows to dodge, but the blonde would’ve been too fast for you even under the best of circumstances.

“The fuck, Katsuki? I’m not in the mood!”

“Oh, you’re in a fuckin’ mood alright.”

You held in your sigh, using it to puff out your cheeks as you met his fiery glare with your icy one. You shot your breath at his face, not hating the way he scrunched his pretty features as he was hit by the attack, but you refused to let him be cute right now.

“You’re an asshole.”

“That’s right.”

You saw the glint in his eye moments too late. He pounced, pinning you tightly against the sofa. You considered rolling off the edge, taking him with you, but sadly the coffee table was just a little too close. His muffled words against your chest drew your attention. You tugged his hair, pulling his face away from where he had smothered himself.

“And you’re a bitch.” You tried to bury his head again, but the fucker was too strong. His stupid cute grin covered his dumb handsome face as he crawled up your body.

“Am I?” Your growl couldn’t resist shifting into a hum as he kissed his way up your neck on his way to your face.

“Mhmm…” You melted into his lips, tasting the trace of cinnamon his favorite gum had left behind. You’d always thought the flavor suited him…sweet with a bite. He pulled away, resting his chin on your chest, and waited for you to meet his softer gaze. “A bitch that’s allowed to have a bad fuckin’ day and kick ass tomorrow instead.” You pouted, mentally readying a list of the many issues that would follow you to the next morning. He bit at your lower lip before kissing it into a smile. “Got it?”

“Yea yea, I got it.”

The remnants of your bad mood didn’t stand a chance against the way he nuzzled against your chest, turning to rewind your favorite movie he’d interrupted. All the reasons you had in a list moments ago scurried into the depths of your mind, displaced by your giggles as he dropped your hand onto his head so you could run your nails through the soft strands.

Wasn’t gonna post, but then I realized I had to if even one of you is also in a weird mood. Hope this makes you feel a little better.

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kierewrites · 1 year

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Face Masks

navi - masterlist

Bakugou x Reader

Mood Song: kiss me more

Summary: The king of perfect skin gets what nobody thought was possible: a zit. Luckily, you had the tools to get his skin back to perfection, but he wasn't going to like it.

Warnings: many, many curse words

The moment you began painting a charcoal mask on your boyfriend’s nearly flawless skin, you began to wonder how you even convinced him to let you do this.

But then again, there’s very little the man wouldn’t do to achieve perfection.

It all started with the two of you hanging out in your dorm. Bakugou was scrolling through his phone, while you rested your head on his chest and let your finger trace along the ridges of his muscles.

“Katsuki, I’m bored.” You groaned, lifting your head up to hold it in your palm while looking down to the blond.

Bakugou’s crimson eyes glanced from above his phone to take in your whine of boredom before scoffing as he looked back to his phone, “You’re the one that refuses to go outside, idiot.”

Your lower lip sunk into a pout as you sluggishly rolled on top of the boy, stradling your legs around his hips while your fingers began to card through his spiked locks. Careful to not move your hips around too much, knowing what the outcome of that would be, you let out a dramatic sigh.

“I refuse to go outside because it sounds like a freakin monsoon is going on out there.” You huffed, tugging at his locks just to prove a point which resulted in a low growl from him, “I’m not trying to get waterboarded.”

The young hero looked at you with unimpressed eyes as you spoke, tossing his phone to the side before closing his eyes as you massaged the top of his head.

“Then stop whining that you’re bored, I can’t do a damn thing about it.”

Though you knew Bakugou couldn’t demand Zeus to stop the miserable weather and take you out to have the best day of your life: that didn’t mean you still weren’t going to be a brat about it.

“You’re no fun, K.” You hissed, burying your face into his neck as your plush lips left warm kisses along every crevice.

Bakugou’s body immediately tensed up from your sensual affection, his hands gripping at your hips now as he growled your name out lowly.

It was at that moment you realized, your boyfriend never had a single flaw in his skin. No acne, blackheads, whiteheads, acne scars, anything. Completely blemish free.

Eventually you knew to stop asking him, as he loved to gloat about how his quirk provided him with nearly perfect skin. All the little shit had to do was shower for five minutes each night and he had god level skin.

That is, until now.

As your lips met his jawline, you paused to give him a knowing look through hooded eyes, his crimson glare already on you before your eyes noticed a bright red bump in your peripheral vision.

Glancing down quickly, your eyes widened upon seeing what you truly thought was impossible.

“No way…” You whispered, Bakugou’s eyes following your shocked ones as he looked down before raising a brow.

“The fuck are you starin at?” Bakugou hissed, slightly beginning to worry when you didn’t respond and instead began to touch at his chin, “What the hell is wr-SHIT.”

The minute your finger made contact with the zit, the ash blond nearly shoved you away as he jerked his head from your tough and glared at you. Then he froze, realizing your touch shouldn’t have hurt him like that.

“It hurts too?” You questioned, a laugh of disbelief bubbling in your chest before you poked an accusatory finger into his chest, “Holy shit Katsuki, you have a zit!”

Bakugou’s eyes widened, his face turning pale as if you had just informed him his mother died. Rubbing a rough finger along his chin, he grit his teeth and scrambled for his phone.

“No fuckin way.” He mumbled to himself, quickly swiping to the camera app to aim it at his face. The entire time you couldn’t help but giggle, finally watching him get the karma that was always meant to be served to him one day.

Sure enough when he zoomed in on the camera, he saw the ugly blackhead daring to pop out of his flawless pale skin. His lips turned into a grimace of disgust as he narrowed his eyes down to the bump.

The minute a snort escaped your lips, you immediately regretted it as his red hot glare fell on you now, “You shut the hell up! Your face looked like a fucking war zone a few weeks ago.”

“I was on my period you dick, those hormones can cause breakouts,” You huffed out in between giggles, crawling closer to him as he began looking at the zit once more, “Is it that time of the month for you baby?”

The minute your hand rested on his abdomen and you looked up at him with those taunting eyes, he shoved you away and stood up storming around the room.

“Don’t go to sleep tonight Y/n.”

Now you were bursting into full laughter, rolling off the bed and following him to your bathroom as he now looked at himself in the full mirror.

“I’m just teasing you K, this is your first zit!” You cooed, hopping up on the bathroom counter beside him before slapping his hand away as he began to rub it along the zit more, “Don’t touch it! You’ll break out even more.”

Bakugou let out a frustrated growl, but eventually stopped touching it before glaring down to you with flushed cheeks, “Then what the hell am I supposed to do?”

Biting at your lip, you pondered the question seriously. At the end of the day, having a zit was no fun. Lucky for him, you had almost every product out there thanks to your occasional breakouts.

Glancing around the bathroom, your eyes lit up with an idea before you grinned over to him, the sight making him groan.

“I do have something that may help get the blackhead out, but it’s gonna hurt…” You hummed, wrapping your finger around his sweatpants and tugging him closer as you tilted your head up to him, “Think you can handle it?”

And that’s how you ended up here, painting on more of the black goop along his face. You knew he was never one to back down from a challenge.

“Quit moving around, you’ll make the mask crack before it’s finished!” You huffed, making sure the brush avoided his brows and eyes before looking back in the mirror to make sure your own was looking okay.

The two of you looked quite adorable if you were being honest. Your friends would go crazy if he saw the two of you with matching headbands and painted charcoal masks on. It was your mission to sneak a picture somehow, but your main mission was to stop the impatient boy from moving.

He seemed to think it was funny messing you up, your annoyed pouts growing cuter by the second. Glaring up at him you decided to snatch his neck to keep him in place, gripping down hard causing him to choke out in surprise as you bursted into laughter.

Your hand was seized just as fast at your pathetic attempt to keep him still, his face nearing yours as you bursted into more giggles, “You better keep your hands to yourself princess.”

The threat went over your shoulder, mostly, as you pushed him back with rolled eyes, “Yeah yeah, just stay still buttercup or I’m going to accidentally get this in your hair.”

That statement had Bakugou taking you seriously for once, a huff of air coming from his nose before he closed his eyes and remained still for you.

“This shit better fuckin work.” He grumbled, a smile falling on your lips as you gently placed the rest of the mask on his face.

Somehow you convinced him to get a picture. The moment you gushed about wanting to save it for your children he finally gave in and gave one of the most dreadful faces he could, contrasting beside your sweet smile. Regardless, it was only his fate since you were definitely sending it in the group chat with his friends.

Once the masks had finally dried on both of your faces, you were shocked to see Bakugou wanted his off first. He demanded it, actually.

“Y’sure K? Maybe we should take mine off first, just so you see how it works,” You said, eyes filling with worry as he stubbornly looked down at you, “It’s pretty painful.”

Though Bakugou’s eyes did soften at your concern, it didn’t stop the crude words from exiting his mouth. It never usually did.

“I’ll be fine. I’m not fuckin weak, like you.”

Your jaw fell slack at his response, eyes narrowed before you hopped back on the counter and furrowed your brows at him challengingly, “Fine, let’s do this.”

Even though you knew he deserved to have the whole damn mask ripped off at once, you didn’t quite have the heart to do that. Instead you dug your nail under the top right side of his face, running your fingers gently along the dried mask before looking at him.

“Need a safe word?”

You meant it half as a joke, half as concern. He took it as neither as he glared at you.

“Just take it the hell off brat.”

Smiling you shrugged at him, giving the mask a gentle shrug before sealing his doom.

You started by gripping onto the small hanging piece of the mask and gave it a firm tug, a part of the mask coming off but not without a sharp hiss escaping Bakugou’s lips.

You looked down to him with a raised brow, but he showed no expression to stop.

“Keep going.” Bakugou hissed through gritted teeth.

Letting out a sigh you tugged more at the edge, giving it a firm tug before the ash blond instinctively shoved you away, a sharp cry escaping his lips.

“What the fuck is this stuff?” Bakugou growled, rubbing at the burning skin that was now free from the dark mask.

Rolling your eyes, you folded your arms, looking at his wide crimson eyes, “I told you it hurts Katsuki! Do you want me to get you a cool rag?”

“No!” The ash blond snarled, narrowing his eyes as he gripped onto the edge, “You were probably just pulling it off wrong, let me do it.”

Lifting your hands in the air defensively you stepped back to let him do the work, your face deadpanning as he made his attempt to tug the mask off.

With just one slight tug, the ash blond immediately flinched back, his eyes squeezing shut, “Holy shit! Is this stuff made of Elmer’s fucking glue?!”

You couldn’t help but bubble into laughter again, his red face and shocked expression priceless in the moment.

“You shut up shitty girl, last time I take beauty advice from you!”

After his miniature fit, he continued to tug piece by piece at the mask, each time making a loud remark causing you to burst into more laughter.

Something about him yelling profane words because of a simple face mask made you crack up, perhaps the sweet taste of karma making it that much better.

With one last final tug, Bakugou finally gave up, his fist smashing into your marble countertop as he let out a string of colorful words.

At this point you were rolling on the ground, wheezing and gasping for air as you laughed so hard. You were surprised you hadn’t passed out from how hard you were laughing.

Bakugou’s furious eyes were now on you, his head tilting to the side as he let out a growl, “You think this is fucking funny you asshole?”

Letting out a few more chuckles you had to hold your side due to the pain from your laughter, stumbling up a bit while using the counter for support before looking at him with a red face.

“Okay okay I’m sorry K, I just die when you curse like that,” You explained, trying to shove down a few more giggles before taking a deep breath to steady yourself, “I’ll get that last piece for you, just the forehead then you’re done.”

The blond looked you up and down with untrusting eyes, his nose lifted up to you while you let out a few more giggles.

“Don’t look at me like that! I tried to tell you this was going to hurt!”

Bakugou let out a huff and turned to leave the bathroom before you quickly grabbed his arm and dragged him to the counter, “Promise I’ll be gentle, just one last tug okay?”

Realizing there was no better alternative, Bakugou finally gave in, moving closer to you so you could reach up to his forehead. His face was already bright red, most likely a result from ripping off the mask so aggressively. Somehow even with aggravated skin, his face still looked soft and beautiful.

Looking back to his already shut eyes, you smiled down to him before gripping at the last piece of the mask.

“Ready.. and…”

Riiiiiip

The sound of raw skin being torn off like duck tape on a hairy chest echoed through the air, not too long after the sound of Bakugou’s scream.

“MOTHERFUCKER!” Bakugou yelled, his body jumping away from yours as he held onto his head in agony.

This set you off, your head whipping back as you bursted into uncontrollable laughter. The ash blond began to pace around your bedroom while letting out a string of curses while he held onto his burning skin.

In between laughter you peaked your head from outside your bathroom, an innocent smile on your features as you tried to contain your laughter in order to speak.

“A..At least the mask is off now? And your skin looks flawless!”

Bakugou’s sudden rageful expression was focused on you, his eyes narrowing down to you as a sinister smirk formed on his lips.

“Oh yeah princess? Still laughing?” Bakugou questioned in a dark tone, causing your continuous laughter to die down as you raised a curious brow to him, “Well now it’s your fucking turn to take the mask off.”

Suddenly your goofy grin dropped as you noticed the ash blond begin to walk towards you with a mischievous grin curving onto his lips.

“Oh shit…”

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owlwithanapple · 4 months

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Your Hero

He is one of my favorite characters in mha. I want to write a future version of Bakugou Katsuki, I hope you guys will like it. 😘

Part 6.

( Bakugou Katsuki X Y/N )

You and Hawks are having dinner. But you are really curious about what happened between him and Dynamight just now. You took a sip of the wine and looked at Hawks' face.

"Why are you staring at me like this?" Hawks took a sip of wine.

"No, I'm just curious about what happened between you and hedgehog?" you asked.

"Hedgehog?" Hawks asked curiously.

"Ah, mistake! I mean Dynamight. What happened to you and Dynamight?" you asked.

"Hmmm..." Hawks glanced in Dynamight's direction.

"Hmmm? So?" you asked curiously.

"What do you think it is?" Hawks asked with a smile.

"If I knew, I wouldn't ask you. It's not like you didn't see the fierce look in his eyes just now." You said nervously.

"Y/N, don't think too much. It's okay." Hawks comforted you.

"Oh... okay then." You were still curious.

You didn't ask anything about Hawks and Dynamight and continued to enjoy your dinner. Although the dinner was delicious, you still felt an ominous premonition.

At this time, the waiter brought you a small cake with the words "Welcome back, Y/N" written on it. This cake is something you often buy and eat. It must have been given to you by Hawks because you have eaten it with him before.

"Keigo...this cake is?" you said happily.

"Now that you are back, how can you miss your favorite cake?" Hawks said with a smile.

"Thanks, Keigo." You said with a smile.

Sometimes like to share your own things with Hawks, because he will always remember them. You and he have only eaten this cake once, but he can remember it from then to now.

Dynamight glanced at you from time to time in his seat, seeing you and Hawks smiling so happily. He felt a little unhappy and disappointed, maybe just as Hawks said he was jealous.

"Have you considered which agency to go to?" Hawks asked.

"Keigo, actually I haven't made up my mind yet. Every hero agency that sent me an invitation letter can teach me new knowledge, but I don't know which one I should choose." You sighed.

"It turns out, take your time. The faster you rush, the easier it is to get into trouble." Hawks said.

"I know~" you said.

"Good girl." Hawks caressed your head.

Deku and Shoto seemed to have noticed that Dynamight would look at you and Hawks from time to time. Shoto wondered how long it had been since he saw Dynamight's disappointed expression.

"Bakugou, do you care about them?" Shoto asked Dynamight directly.

"Shut up! Icy Hot!" Dynamight said.

"Your expression shows it..." Shoto said.

"Todoroki what are you talking about?" Deku wondered.

"If you care, just ask her." Shoto said.

"You're so fucking annoying!" Dynamight said.

"You two, stop fighting!" Deku said in a panic.

You see Dynamight and the others seem to be having an argument. Dynamight's expression was so fierce and twisted. Shoto's face was expressionless. Deku stopped them both in a panic.

You really care what happened to Dynamight. Is he in such a bad mood today? The more you think about it, the less you understand. Should you go and ask? But what if he yells at you?

After finishing dinner, Hawks called the waiter to pay the bill. You took out your card to pay, but Hawks stopped you. You remember how many times you ate with him and you never had the chance to treat him to a meal.

"Keigo, can you let me treat you a meal?" You complained.

"Sorry, no. I'll go to the bathroom first." Hawks said with a smile.

Hawks walked into the bathroom and saw Dynamight washing his hands. Dynamight wiped his hands and leaned against the sink, looking at Hawks.

"Yo, No.1." Hawks greeted.

"Yo." Dynamight responded.

"It's just the two of us now, so you can just say it." Hawks put his hands in his pockets.

"What do you want me to say?" Dynamight glared at Hawks.

"It would be a good thing if...it's okay. But since you've been glaring at me since just now, I'm also going to be very curious." Hawks said.

"You talk a lot." Dynamight said.

"You care about Y/N, right?" Hawks said.

Dynamight looked at Hawks with a fiercer expression after hearing your name. Dynamight knows that Hawks is a smart person and who pays attention to details.

"What if it is?" Dynamight said.

"I just want to say that No.1 Hero, who is usually grumpy and steady, now actually shows this expression for Y/N." Hawks said with a smile.

"Wanting to start a fight? Dead Eagle." Dynamight said.

"Hahaha, I just came here to chat with you. I don't mean any harm." Hawks raised his hands.

"You really don't know how to talk." Dynamight was about to leave.

"But I believe you will enjoy talking about Y/N." Hawks said with a smile.

Deku walked into the bathroom and saw Hawks and Dynamight. Dynamight was glaring at Hawks with hatred in his eyes. Deku had a feeling that the two of them were going to fight.

Just when Deku was about to speak, Dynamight received a new message.

🌪️: Hedgehog, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?

Dynamight is hesitant to reply to your message because there is a Hawks in front of him that annoys him.

You send a new message and Dynamight clicks it to read it.

🌪️: So bold! You didn’t reply to my message! 💩

Dynamight couldn't help but laugh when he saw your message. Why are you so cute, and you still send this kind of message to tease him when he is about to get angry. Dynamight responds to your message.

💥:💩!

Dynamight put his phone in his pocket and stood in front of Hawks.

"I'm interested in her story, but it's not for you to tell me. Damn Eagle." Dynamight whispered.

"How scary, No. 1." Hawks said.

Dymamight left, leaving only Hawks and Deku in the bathroom. Deku was relieved to see Dynamight and Hawks not fighting. Hawks walked to the sink and washed his hands.

"Deku, No.1 is really awesome, but so scary." Hawks said.

"Kacchan was like this before. Even though he has that kind of personality on the outside, he is still considerate of others on the inside." Deku said.

"I really admire him. Even though he was bruised but he still defeat All For One. But his personality still needs to change, hahahahaha." Hawks laughed.

"Don't let him hear it or the bathroom will blow up." Deku said with a smile.

Dynamight walked out of the bathroom and saw your back sitting alone looking at your phone. He really cares about you, and he knew you were a funny and cute girl from the first meeting.

Maybe he is afraid that you will be snatched away by Hawks, so he feels uneasy. But when he receives the message that you care about him, he is really happy. The uneasiness of that moment disappeared all of a sudden because of your message.

Dynamight returns to his seat and clicks on your chat room. Although you don't chat every day, no matter how busy he is when he receives your message, he will want to reply to you immediately.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting~" Hawks walked towards you.

"I thought you fell into the toilet and almost shouted for help." You said with a smile.

Before you were about to leave the restaurant, Hawks suddenly walked over to Dynamight. You looked at Hawks's back and wondered why he suddenly walked next to Dynamight.

"What's wrong, Hawks?" Shoto asked.

"Hey, No.1. If I need your help, you can definitely help me." Hawks said.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, damn eagle!" Dynamight glared at him.

"I have to rush to work temporarily. Can you send her back?" Hawks said with a smile.

"Huh?!" You are surprised.

"You brought it yourself and you want me to send it back?" Dynamight said.

"Don't want to? That doesn't matter. I'll just make an appointment for the driver to pick her up." Hawks said.

"It's better if I send her back." Shoto raised his hand and said.

"Fuck!!" Dynamight shouted.

"Kacchan...calm down." Deku was nervous.

"I'm calm, Damn Nerd! Icy Hot, stay out of it!" Dynamight said.

You don’t mind giving them a ride home, and you don’t want to bother them with a detour. But now everyone's aura is getting more and more terrifying. They feel like lions and you feel like a rabbit caught in the middle of them.

Dynamight's expression already showed dissatisfaction, and you started to feel a little scared. What should you do when you see this expression on his face for the first time? The situation is so chaotic now that you really want to escape from the scene.

"Everyone, I think it's better to forget it. I can go back by myself without bothering you. Goodbye!" You leave the restaurant quickly.

You leave the restaurant and run as far away as possible, lest they catch up. Although they are friendly and enthusiastic to people, they are so scary in that kind of chaotic situation scare you away.

You run to a nearby convenience store think to buy yourself some chocolate ice cream. Before entering the convenience store, you stood outside the store to take a breath and calm down. Feel so tired today. Although the work is tiring, also tiring on people.

"Omg." You said to yourself.

The restaurant at this time——

"Ah la ah la, ran away." Hawks said.

"What should we do!" Deku panicked.

"It seems to have scared her, but she's very strong so she should be fine," Shoto said.

"Shut up, all of you, you're making so much noise!" Dynamight shouted.

"Hmm, what should I do, No.1?" Hawks asked.

"Damn Eagle, I should really fry you into chicken wings!" Dynamight stood in front of Hawks.

Dynamight left the restaurant and looked for you nearby. But he didn't see you, he took out his phone and dialed your number. When you saw it was his number, you didn't know whether to answer it or not. You thought for a moment and decided to answer the call.

"Hey, hedgehog. What do you want from me?" you asked.

"Where are you now?" he asked.

"I'm buying ice cream nearby. Do you want it? It's okay if you don't want it. Just ignore me." You asked nervously.

"Ok, I'll eat. Give me the location and I'll pick you up now. That's it, bye." Dynamight hung up the phone.

Dynamight hung up the phone and you sent him the location of the convenience store and waited for him to come. You don't know what to say to him. Don’t know if he still angry now. What to do if he get angry.

You wait a few minutes to see a car pull up in front of you. You know it's Dynamight's car. He opened the door and got out of the car. Although he was wearing a hat and glasses, you still recognized him.

"Hi, hedgehog." You said nervously.

"Yo." Dynamight said.

"Umm, are you in a bad mood?" you asked carefully.

"No, it's just..." Dynamight whispered.

"Just?" you ask.

"Want some ice cream, treat me." Dynamight leaned against the car.

"No problem~" you smiled.

You walked into the convenience store together, select ice cream, paid the bill, and returned to the car. Dynamight drove to a place to eat ice cream first. You chose mint-flavored ice cream on a stick, and he chose dark chocolate-flavored cup ice cream.

Now you two are alone. Dynamight hasn't spoken yet, and you don't know whether he is angry or not. He helped you unpack the ice cream and handed it to you, and you took the ice cream.

He opened the lid and ate the ice cream quietly. It was really awkward now, much quieter than usual. Want to speak? What should you say again? Neither does saying hello!

"Are you close to that eagle?" Dynamight asked first.

"Do you mean Hawks?" you wonder.

"Yes, him." He said.

"Just friends with similar interests and hobbies. What's wrong?" You felt something was wrong.

"Really just friends?" Dynamight chewed ice cream.

"Wait..., hedgehog. Are you jealous?" You looked forward to his reply.

"I'll kick you out of the car! Answer my question!" Dynamight said.

"Okay, okay, we're really just friends. I didn't lie to you." You explained.

"You always call him Keigo?" he asked.

"Yeah, I call him Hawks at work and Keigo in private." You said.

"Tchhh, fuck it!" Dynamight said.

"Neh, hedgehog. Answer me honestly, are you jealous?" You poked him.

You are very concerned about whether he is jealous, because he is so cute like this! You really want to poke him in the face! No.1 Hero is cute sometimes! What should you do if you want to bully him?

"What if it is?" He looked at you.

"Eh? I..." Suddenly you became shy.

He didn't give you a definite answer, but you suddenly felt shy and your heart beat rapidly. What the hell is going on with you! This is Dynamight, why are you blushing at him?

"Hedgehog, Hawks and I are truly friends. Trust me." You told him seriously.

For some reason you wanted to show him that you and Hawks were really just friends. Hope he doesn't misunderstand your relationship. But you really liked seeing his jealous expression.

"I believe you." Dynamight pinched your cheek gently.

"Why are you pinching me~" You grabbed his hand.

"I feel bad seeing you!" he said.

"Are you just unhappy with me or are you unhappy with me being with other boys?" you asked teasingly.

"You still haven't learned your lesson, Y/N." Dynamight smiled.

"Don't you like me now?" You teased him shyly.

"Y/N, be careful what you say to me." Dynamight approaches you.

"You obviously like me very much, arrogant Lord Dynamight." You also approached him.

"Call me Katsuki in private." He said.

"Huh?" You were surprised.

Did you hear that correctly? He asked you to call him Katsuki? Why? Could it be that he really jealous when you called Hawks‘s name? Maybe he lets you call him because he considers you a friend?

"Ka..." you said.

"Huh?" Dynamight looked at you.

"Hedgehog!" You shyly shouted his nickname.

"Damn it! Such a bad girl ah you!" He pinched your cheek.

"Please forgive me, my cheeks are gone~" you said coquettishly.

Suddenly Dynamight's phone rang, it was Shoto. Dynamight looked at his phone with an unhappy look on his face, wondering whether to answer it.

You sit next to hun and think about how close your faces were just now! What are you thinking about? What is he thinking too? It's so intimate! You still feel your heart beating faster when you glance at him.

"Speak." Dynamight answered the call.

"It's okay, she's next to me! I'll take her back later!" Dynamight said and hung up.

"Is it them?" you wonder.

"Yeah, they're worried about you." Dynamight said.

"Are you worried about me?" you asked teasingly.

"Shut up or I'll kick you out of the car!" Dynamight said.

"You are obviously worried about me, but you just won't admit it." You said.

"I'll leave you alone and go back." Dynamight looked outside.

"I believe you will never abandon me." You smiled.

"So confident." Dynamight looks at you.

"Of course!" you said with a smile.

You always loved teasing Dynamight because you knew he wasn't really angry with you. But sometimes enough is enough, and still can't tell whether he is really angry or not.

"Enough fun, I'll take you back now." Dynamight said.

"I never have enough fun with you." You said with a smile.

"Hahahaha, I won't bore you." Dynamight said teasingly.

"I know, that's why I like to tease you~" you said teasingly.

"Be careful what you say, and be careful I don't let you go home." Dynamight said with a smirk on his face.

"Eh?" You blushed because of his words.

You are really in trouble...

Part 6 end.

*If you have any ideas, you can leave them in the comment section, and I will try to add in the story.*

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lewisshipsthings · 1 year

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Top Ten (Or So): Bakugou Fanfics

I’m a multipshipper–especially, for some reason, when it comes to Bakugou from My Hero Academia. I just love to see him put in such an awkward and completely-out-of-his-comfort-zone situation like Romance.

So without further ado, here are fanfiction recommendations arranged by Bakugou couple:

(Edit: I added a reading break, because this was a very long post to scroll through on my mobile.)

Bakugou/Iida: Breakneck Speed by chiropterology. This is the fic that made me make this list. Because I never, ever would have considered BakuIida as a ship if I hadn’t read this fic. I thought it would be cool to help others discover the delight of a previously unconsidered ship, and decided to make this list. The story is unfinished, and looks like it never will be finished (the author hasn’t been active at all in more than two years), but for me it was worth it for how hilarious and awesome it was.

Bakugou/Momo: My favourite fic with these two isn’t romantic at all, but still has great interactions between the two of them. I’m not gonna write the whole fic name because it’s extremely long, but it’s You know that thing where an orchestra swaps instruments…? by Sif.

There’s not that many great fics that are romantic out there for this pairing, and the one I like best I actually put in the Poly section below (“Love like a common cold”). But Leaf Water by smol_bird is a sweet little one-shot for these two, and I liked it quite a lot.

Bakugou/Ochako: I used to be into this ship a lot, but not so much anymore. It makes it difficult to recommend fics properly, because I don’t reread them anymore. That said, there is one Kacchako fic I still read whenever it updates, and that’s Seeing Double by knifekirby. This is one of the best (*the* best?) fantasy AU I’ve read (but mixed with the original MHA world! And yes, at one point you get two Bakugous at once). The world building is fantastic, barbarian Bakugou is epic, and the dragons are so awesome. It’s unfinished, but updates keep coming after long breaks, so there’s lots of hope.

A runner up could be A Different Perspective by House_of_Pixels. I quite like mind-sharing and soul-bond type fics, and this is a really cool one of that genre.

Bakugou/Deku: I have the opposite problem as with Ochako here. I’m a big bakudeku shipper, and I’ve read so many and have so many favourites depending on my mood that it’s hard to pick only a couple to recommend. But still, if I had to pick one, I think I’d go with (may the bridges i have burned) light my way back home by Chrome. It’s slow burn (my favourite), and the romance is subtle and difficult. Quite beautiful, in my opinion. It’s unfinished, and I had thought it was going to remain so forever, but it recently updated after a long, long break this year, so there’s hope!

For a one-shot (and thus finished) fic, try Do Not Disturb by surveycorpsjean. I’m a manga reader, and there have been so many developments between Bakugou and Midoriya recently, but the fics haven’t caught up. This story takes place after Ch. 322, and Katsuki is SO in character–caring for Izuku in the way he does in recent manga chapters, while still retaining all his amazing strength and gruffness.

And finally, a runner up: for a long and finished fic that I don’t think is getting nearly enough love, try zero-sum game by roadtripwithlucifer. It’s dark and angsty and adult and there’s lots of sex (one of the tags is “Sex as a Coping Mechanism”), but it’s fantastically written, and man do you get all the feels with this one.

Bakugou/Todoroki: I tend not to seek out todobaku, but will enjoy it if it’s in the bookmarks or works of an author I really like. So I’m not aware of the full breadth of options for this pairing, but there are a few I’ve found that I really enjoy. cruel to be kind by shaekspeares would be the first one I’d recommend. It’s a very long, slow-burn one-shot, and the first section is devoted to Bakugou struggling with PTSD (something I personally really like reading fics about) and has almost no Todoroki at all (an indication of its slow-burn, and a point in its favour for me).

Another would be and even the cake is in tiers by supercrunch, which I also mention in the poly section below. It has multiple endings, one of which is todobaku, and it’s one of the funniest fics on this list.

And finally, as a runner up, I have to recommend A Real Fucking Problem by Ellessey. It has, um… a LOT of masturbation, lol. I read fanfiction more for the romance than the sex (not through lack of horniness, but lack of interest in written word to deal with horniness). But this fic has such good characterization for Bakugou, and is so, so funny, that I don’t even mind the mammoth amounts of sexual content.

Bakugou/Froppy: All the Same Broken Parts by Seeress. There’s not many fics for this ship–it’s quite a rarepair. But I happened on this one, and I'm very glad. It’s so sad (though happy in the end), but I found it quite lovely and excellently written.

Bakugou/Camie: The Freaky Friday sitch! by orphan_account. Like with Momo, my favourite fic with these two isn’t romantic, but it’s hilarious, and these two are a fantastic duo. Bodyswapped Camie in Bakugou’s body is just *chef’s kiss*.

For a runner up that is romantic, you could try our friendship goes beyond your average kind of bond (but not because we’re gay) by wonhaebunny. I could actually see it happening something like this in canon, plus there’s a lovely bit of Bakugou & Kirishima friendship on the side.

Bakugou/Kaminari: My favourite BakuKami is actually in a bakudeku fic, Permanent Ink by Maxime. Fortunately, the little bit of BakuKami in that fic was so delightful, that they wrote another pure BakuKami fic, Tango for Two, Electric Boogaloo.

Bakugou/Shinsou: letting it linger by Ramabear. Nosy classmates, early-morning Shinsou staring, demi-sexual Bakugou (my favourite kind of Bakugou). It’s super cute and I really enjoyed it.

Polyamorous: Love like a common cold by supercrunch. My two favourite Bakugou ships, BakuDeku and BakuMomo, with a side splash of Todoroki. It’s a fantastic and very funny bodyswapping fic that you should definitely try out. The same author also wrote and even the cake is in tiers, which has an ending with todobakudeku, and is hilarious.

Gen: I’m always on the lookout for good Gen Bakugou fics, but I find it surprisingly hard to find ones I like. Here’s a couple I really loved:

A Little Demonstration by AnonymousTwit. Bakugou’s epic fights are one of my favourite parts of his character, and this gets at that glorious feeling exactly. It’s like the Joint Training Arc, but *more epic*.

Social Media: 101 by WindsChild8178. If you’re ok with Mistuki being abusive and a whole lot of angst and PTSD for Bakugou, then you really should try this fic. WindsChild is a fantastic writer, and this is one of the few fics that I remember vividly no matter how far between updates. It’s unfinished, but WindsChild puts a lot of work into each chapter, so it tends to be a long time between updates. I still have lots of hope it will be finished.

Note on Bakugou/Jirou: I love this ship, it’s probably in my top 3 Bakugou ships, but I haven’t yet found any fics that really, really stand out–enough to put them on this list, at least. Feel free to recommend one!

Note on Bakugou/Kirishima: My shipping is a mystery even to me, and it always has been. Why do I not like KiriBaku when I like almost every other Bakugou ship under the sun? I have no frickin clue. I have no rational reasons against it–it’s cute and sweet and there’s more canon moments with them than almost anyone else besides Deku. I do not blame anyone for liking this couple, I just happen not to myself, so I have no recs. If you really like kiribaku, feel free to reply with some recs of your own. :)

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