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lxvislxdy · 4 years ago

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Shotgun Kisses | Bakugou Katsuki

Notes: thank you all for the requests and the love on my Bakugou x stoner!reader au!! for those of you who haven’t, you’ll want to read that first as it will serve as a part one to this. i apologize for the delay in posting this, it’s finals week and i’ve been so busy! this turned out a little longer than i expected... oops? anyways, let me know what else you want to see from me, or from this au, my requests are open!! again, thank you, i love you all! enjoy!

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Summary: It’s no secret amongst your friends that Bakugou is overprotective of you, and has a hard time keeping his hands to himself, especially when he’s high. But sometimes, his overprotective nature and jealousy becomes too much, and he says things he doesn’t mean.

quirkless!college!au

Warning(s): this fic is 18+!!! obvious recreational drug use, language, and some nsfw content. If you are underage, this fic is not for you!

It had become a running joke amongst your friends that you were corrupting your boyfriend, Bakugou. And from the outside looking in, maybe you were. Of course, they only knew the half of it.

But nonetheless, it was true that a year ago, before he met you, he wouldn’t have been caught dead getting high in Denki and Sero’s apartment, much less lighting a bowl for the pretty girl sitting in his lap.

It was still a rare occasion that Bakugou got high with you, and it never failed to give you butterflies, the way he looked at you when he did.

“What are you staring at, hm?” He asked lowly, eyes drooping lowly, as you blew smoke from your lips.

You giggled softly, already feeling the effects of the drug. “You.”

The corner of Bakugou’s mouth quirked up into a smug grin, but you didn’t miss the light blush across his cheeks at your comment.

“C’mon, lovebirds, don’t hog the smoke!” Sero called from the couch, where he was slouched lazily, shoulder to shoulder with Mina and Denki.

“Yeah, it’s bad enough you stole y/n from us, Bakugou, the least you can do is share!” Denki whined, and the rest of your friends burst into laughter.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, raising the bowl to his mouth once more. “Fuck you.”

He took another hit before passing the bowl to Kirishima, leaning forward to kiss you as he exhaled. You inhaled the smoke, lips brushing against his. Bakugou’s arms tightened around your waist, tugging you closer to him and into another kiss.

Kissing Bakugou high was an altogether different experience from when he was sober. Though he’d never admit it, your boyfriend could be a little shy when it came to PDA. But when he got high, it was nearly impossible to keep him off of you. Not that you were complaining, of course.

You pulled back for air, and Bakugou began trailing kisses along your jaw and to your neck.

“Jirou, kick Denki off aux, I wanna listen to something good!” You called to your purple haired friend.

The two of you grinned, laughing as Denki called out, “Rude!”

“Hey, that tickles!” You scrunch up your nose, laughing as Bakugou kisses feather-light across your jaw. You can feel his lips curl into a smirk before he pulls back, looking at you through glossy eyes.

You lean back, arms around his neck and fingers running through the soft hair at the nape of his neck. Bakugou watches you as your eyes travel over his face, admiring the way he looks in the low light of the room, illuminated by old fairy lights the boys had hung above the couch. You follow the shape of his brow, past his narrowed eyes and down the curve of his nose, before landing on his lips.

“You’re s’pretty, Kats,” Your voice is barely a whisper, and you’re surprised he hears it.

He huffs out a laugh, pulling you back to him by the collar of your shirt. “Dork,” He teases, kissing you lightly. Against your lips, he mutters, “I think you’re the pretty one in this relationship.”

Your heart skips a beat, cheeks flushing, and the next thing you know, Bakugou’s hands are in your hair and he’s sliding his tongue into your mouth. The conversations carrying on around you, and the music, all turn into white noise as Bakugou steals all of your attention. His lips are soft against yours, a stark comparison to his usual gruff attitude, but the way his hands come down to squeeze your thighs reminds you just who you’re dealing with.

You’re brought back to earth by a wolf whistle from Sero, and a pillow hitting the back of your head.

“Jeez, get a room, you two! It’s like the beginning of a cheap porno in here.” Mina cackles.

You erupt into a fit of giggles, ignoring the disapproving reply your boyfriend growls out. “C’mon, Mina, we’re anything but cheap.” You retort, resulting in another fit of giggles.

You grab Bakugou’s hand and give it a gentle squeeze, knowing he was annoyed that you’d been interrupted. He sighs, squeezing back, and you learn your head onto his shoulder.

The conversation turns to some show you hadn’t seen, everyone forgetting the moment between you and Bakugou, and you find yourself slowly drifting to sleep on his shoulder.

“Baby,” His mouth is right next to your ear, voice low.

“Hm?” You hum, not opening your eyes.

“Go to the kitchen, or the bathroom, or something.” He says.

You furrow your brows, confused, “What?”

“I dunno, just make up something, and I’ll meet you in five minutes.” He huffs, impatiently.

You groan, burying yourself further into his neck. “’Suki, m’tired.”

“Y/n.”

His tone makes your stomach flip, eyes shooting open. You know that voice.

You pull back, blinking up at him sleepily as he smirks at you. “Okay.”

He plants a kiss on your cheek, just beside your ear, muttering, “Good girl.”

Your cheeks flush in embarrassment, as you stand, and he laughs lightly at how easily he can make you blush.

“Where ya goin’, y/n?” Kirishima asks, just before you can make it out of the room.

“Bathroom,” You call over your shoulder, hoping you don’t sound suspicious.

The next few minutes feel much longer than they are, as you duck into the bathroom connected to Denki’s room. It’s cleaner than normal, probably because Bakugou had come over last week and forced then to clean. He cared, in his own brash, Bakugou way.

You learned against the sink, taking in your appearance in the mirror, as you waited. Your eyes were heavy, glassy and slightly red, and there was the unmistakable beginnings of a bruise on your neck from Bakugou. You leaned your head back to get a better look, laughing lightly. That was gonna turn into a gnarly hickey tomorrow.

You’re startled by your phone ringing from your pocket, but before you can answer it Bakugou has barged in and is pushing you back against the door, lips on yours. Whoever is calling is quickly forgotten as Bakugou kisses you roughly, wandering hands all over you, and thigh pressed between your legs.

You gasp slightly, mumbling his name into the kiss. His kisses are sloppier than normal, his shoulders relaxed with no trace of their normal tension. Bakugou’s hands, bigger and stronger than your own, find their way under your shirt.

“Kats,” You breathe out, when he finally lets you up for air. “Now?”

“Need you.” He groans into your neck, placing carefully targeted kisses and rubbing circles into your hip with his thumb. He knows you, probably too well, and knows just how to get what he wants.

You sigh, but before you can say something logical, he’s kissing you again.

“C’mon,” He says, in between kisses. “Those idiots are on another planet right now, they’ll never notice we’re gone.”

You doubt that, but with the way Bakugou’s pressing his hips into yours, and kissing you like it’s the air he needs to breathe, you’re hard pressed to deny him. Besides, everything has settled into a hazy fog now, and you’re not worried much about what the others will think.

He knows he’s got you, now, if his smirk is anything to go by. Bakugou starts to lead you backwards, opening the door opposite you with his free hand, his other on the small of your back. Your legs hit the edge of a bed, and Bakugou catches you before you can fall, lowering you down gently. He’s standing in between your parted legs, one hand cupping your jaw and thumb rubbing across your bottom lip. Your heart is hammering in your chest, breathing heavy. Lazily, you tug on the bottom of his shirt, and he pulls away to strip off the t-shirt. You watch, shamelessly entranced by the way his muscles ripple across his abs and chest. You’re struck again by just how attractive your boyfriend was.

Bakugou catches you staring, a smug grin spreading across his lips, and leans down. He rests his arms on either side of your head, caging you in, and is close enough that the tips of your noses touch. You feel your cheeks begin to heat up, but you refuse to back down from his stare.

“You’re not very subtle, y/n.” He says, eyes searching yours.

“Don’t have t’be,” You tell him, breathlessly, “You’re all mine.”

He grins, planting a teasing kiss at the corner of your mouth. “Damn right I am.”

He kisses the other side of your mouth, just shy of your lips, and you pout.

“What’re pouting for, hm?”

“Kiss me!”

He leans back and looks at you, feigning innocence. “I am kissing you, baby.”

“Katsuki!” You whine, struggling to get your arms around his neck.

He chuckles at your feeble attempt, clearly amused by how easily he overpowers you, but gives in nonetheless. “Okay, alright.”

Bakugou’s kisses start to get more desperate, and one hand slides down to fumble with the button of your jeans. You’re brought back to earth by your phone ringing again, and you reach for it, but Bakugou grabs your wrist to stop you, placing both your hands above your head.

He holds you arms there, with one hand. “Ignore it.” He growls out, moving back to the waistband of your pants.

You start to squirm impatiently, heat pooling at your core, and Bakugou mutters out for you to stay still. You whine into his mouth, but the reality is, you aren’t going anywhere with the grip he has on you.

Bakugou slips his hand below the waistband of your pants, frustratingly close, but not quite where you need him.

Behind him, the door slams open.

“Holy shit! Fuck you guys, not in my bed!” Denki is standing at the door, hands over his eyes, though he’s still peaking through his fingers.

You cry out in surprise, Bakugou moving to cover you, even though you’re mostly still clothed.

“You guys told us to get a room!” You yell out, face hidden in Bakugou’s chest as he buttons up your pants, face dark.

“Yeah, but not my room, you little freaks!” Denki says through laughter, hand clutching his chest.

“Get out, dunce face, before I kill you!” Bakugou shouts at him, glaring harshly.

“It’s my room, dude!”

As the two boys yell at each other, your phone goes off again, and you finally pick it up to see who’s been calling you.

“I really gotta take this, it’s work. Be right back!”

If possible, Bakugou’s mood sours more as you slip out the door and down the hallway. He knows what ‘work’ means. It means your coworker, Shinsou Hitoshi, who Bakugou couldn’t stand.

Bakugou tried his best to not let his jealousy get the best of him, usually, he really did. But something about the purple-haired barista you worked with got under his skin. Whether it was his attitude, and the fact that Shinsou clearly found it funny to tick him off, or the fact the he was friends with Deku, Bakugou didn’t know. But it was no secret he disliked the guy.

Of course, he trusted you, and you’d told him time and time again that Shinsou was only a friend. But Bakugou still wasn’t sure how he’d gotten lucky enough to have you, and he wasn’t gonna let some sleep-deprived smart ass take you away from him.

“You okay, man? Your face is about as red as my hair.” Kirishima commented, having stepped in to make sure he and Denki didn’t get into it.

“Yeah, whatever,” He muttered. “I’ll be fine.”

...

The rest of the week passed by in a blur of work, and classes, and not nearly enough time left over for you two to spend together. It was nearing finals week, so whatever time you managed to spend together was mostly spent studying, anyway.

Bakugou’s mood hadn’t improved much since that day, and of course you noticed. But you hoped he would come to you with whatever was bothering him when he was ready, without you having to push.

“Spend the night?” He asked one night, after you had spent hours studying for your chemistry final.

You sighed, shaking your head, “Can’t. Tsu’s sick, so I had to pick up some of her shifts at work for the next few days. Which means I have to open tomorrow, before class.”

Bakugou huffs in annoyance, rolling his eyes. You reach out for his hand, frowning.

“Sorry, Kats. Promise I’ll spend the night as soon as finals are over, yeah?”

“Whatever.” He replied grumpily, tugging you over to him. He pulled you in for a kiss, “Sure I can’t convince you to stay?”

You sighed, kissing him instead of answering the question. “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay? We’ll get lunch.”

Bakugou grunts in reply, kissing you again before you really have to leave.

You break away, squeezing his hand, “You okay?”

“Mhm,” He hums, tugging you in again. “M’fine.”

It’s clearly not the truth, you know him too well, but you don’t have time to interrogate him tonight.

The next day, you’re late to lunch. Normally, even if he was annoyed, Bakugou wouldn’t say anything. What’s ten minutes, anyway? But when you walk into the cafe with Shinsou at your side, he feels the anger boil in his chest.

You’re as cheery as ever, kissing his cheek in greeting, but Bakugou’s eyes are fixed on Shinsou.

“Sorry I’m late, ‘Suki, me and Hitoshi got to talking at work and he offered to walk me here!”

“Hey man,” Shinsou says, with a nod. “How’s it going?”

Bakugou glares for a moment longer, before turning to look at you, ignoring the other man completely. “I ordered your usual for you.”

Your smile falls at Bakugou’s rudeness, glancing open-mouthed between the two men for a moment. “Katsu-”

“Well, I guess I’ll see you at work, y/n.” Shinsou says, brow quirked. He reaches over to hug you, and you say a quick goodbye.

Once he leaves, you take your seat across from Bakugou, who’s found sudden interest in the tablecloth.

“Katsuki.” You say, trying to keep your voice low, “That was rude.”

He scoffs, refusing to meet your gaze.

You sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. “What’s wrong, then?”

“Nothing.” He mutters.

“That’s not true.” You say, matter-of-fact, “Something’s been bothering you for days.”

When he doesn’t reply, you continue, “I can’t help if I don’t know what’s wrong, love. Is it... is it me? Did I do something?”

Finally, he looks up and meets your eyes. “No.”

“Then what?” You pout, hating to see him in such a terrible mood. “Talk to me, Kats.”

It’s quiet for a moment, and despite the idle chatter that fills the cafe, this silence feels deafening.

“When did you and ‘Shitsou’ get on a first name basis?”

Your normal calm demeanor slips for a moment, a reflection of when you’d first met and snapped at Bakugou for a rude comment. “Is that what this is about? You’re jealous?” You scoff, rolling your eyes. “Are you serious, Katsuki?”

Angry red eyes meet yours, and you stiffen, readying yourself for what’s to come. Instead, Bakugou says nothing.

“What, now you aren’t talking to me?” You ask in awe.

When there’s no response, your face screws up in anger, lip curling up over your teeth.

“Whatever.” You say, getting up from your seat. “Shinsou’s nice, but he’s never been anything more than a friend. I work with him, Katsuki, and I’m not going to quit my job because you don’t trust me.”

Bakugou’s eyes widen at your accusation, panicked. That wasn’t what he thought, not at all, he did trust you. “Y/n, wait-”

But you were already walking away, sending him a hurt look over your shoulder as you went. Bakugou sunk back into his seat, face falling into his hands with a groan. “Fuck.” He cursed.

He’d really messed up.

You’re halfway to your apartment, tears long having spilt over and onto your cheeks, when a car pulled up beside you.

“Y/n?”

You wiped your face on your sleeve, embarrassed, as you turned to face your friend.

Denki has the passenger side window rolled down, concern written all over his face.

He sighs, “C’mon. Let’s get you some lunch, and then I’m going to kick Bakugou’s ass.”

Despite yourself, you let out a weak laugh, climbing into the car. “You’re gonna fight Bakugou? C’mon, Denks, you flinch every time he yells at you.”

“Hey, this isn’t about me! Jeez.” He reaches over, wiping a tear from your cheek. “What happened, y/n?”

Your frown returns, and you shrug your shoulders.

Denki leans back to his seat, driving towards your favorite fast food place. The car is quiet, radio turned so low you can just barely make out one of Jirou’s playlists.

“Do you want me to take you to Mina’s, or something? I mean, is this like... a girl talk thing?” Denki asks awkwardly, peaking at you from the corner of his eye.

You shake your head. “No, it’s fine. I have to go back to work in a couple hours, anyway.”

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

You smile, small but grateful, before shaking your head again. “Bakugou was your friend first, Denki, I don’t wanna make it weird or anything. You don’t have to choose sides. It’s not a big deal, anyway...”

“Yeah, sure, but you were my friend before you and Bakugou started dating, too. Remember? And I care about why you’re upset. Plus, me and Sero told Bakugou if he ever hurt you, we’d have to hurt him, so...”

“Denki!” You smack his arm, playfully.

“What?!” He grins, “Three musketeers, baby, we have a pact! We gotta protect our own!”

You burst into laughter at the memory of you, Denki, and Sero dubbing yourselves the ‘three musketeers’ one night when you’d all gotten a little too high.

After the two of you calm down again, you turn to him with a sigh. “Denki... do you think I’m too friendly to Shinsou?”

“Shinsou? The cute guy you work with?” Denki grins as you reach over to pinch him, “So that’s what you guys fought about? He thinks you like Shinsou?”

“I guess.”

“Well, I hate to be mushy-”

“You’re always mushy!”

“-but if Bakugou thinks you like anyone but him, he’s crazy. You guys are practically attached at the hip, it’s actually really gross.”

Denki was the perfect friend to distract you from your fight with Bakugou, and had you laughing till your stomach cramped. He also, surprisingly, gave you great advice. It wasn’t until he started driving in the direction of Bakugou’s apartment, and the opposite direction of your job, that you got suspicious.

“Denki? I have to be at work, in like, ten minutes.”

“Yeah, about that... Bakugou kind of called you out.” He flinched at the flash of anger in your eyes, “Don’t be mad! At least, not at me. Look, he called Kirishima for advice, or whatever, and he feels really bad so he wants to make it up to you, or something, I guess.”

“Oh.” You were still upset with him, so you hated to admit how sweet that actually was, especially for Bakugou. “He... called you too?”

Denki nods sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah. He knew I didn’t have anything going on today, so he asked me to check up on ya.”

It was impossible to stop your little smile at that, no matter how hard you tried.

“Thank you. For checking up on me, I mean.” You told Denki, genuinely, “I really appreciate it.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know! I’m the man!” He laughed, “Seriously, though, what are best friends for? I got you, y/n. Always. And if you need me to, I’ll come back and kick Bakugou’s ass. I’m absolutely positive I can get at least one hit in, if I have the element of surprise on my side!”

“Alright, you dork, I’m getting out of the car before you start crying.” You tease.

Denki places a hand over his heart, wiping a fake tear.

You roll your eyes at your goofy friend, telling him you’ll see him later. He wishes you luck before driving off, and you’re forced to muster up the courage to face Bakugou again.

You can smell the food before you even get inside the apartment, and it’s unmistakably your favorite meal, but you expected as much. Bakugou always apologizes with food. What you didn’t expect, however, was the timid look on Bakugou’s face as you walked into the kitchen.

It was you who broke the silence first.

“Smells good in here.” You comment, rocking back on your feet.

He nods, eyes downcast. “Your favorite. It’s ready now, if you’re hungry. I mean, if you’re not, that’s...fine, I can, uh, warm it up for you later, or whatever.”

He’s rambling, and you can tell how bad he feels as soon as he mentions saving the food. Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t do leftovers.

“Katsuki.”

His eyes flash up to yours, slightly panicked, and your heart aches.

“You know I’m not gonna leave you, right? Not for Shinsou, or anyone.”

He tries to play it off, but you can see the relief flash across his face. “I know that.” He says, stiffly, before lowering his voice. “I know. And I’m sorry I was an ass.”

“Mhm. You should probably apologize to Shinsou, too.”

Bakugou’s nose scrunches up in distaste, and he scowls. “What the hell for?”

“Because! Kats, you were rude to him.”

Bakugou gives you an exasperated look, “Baby, I’m always rude to him.”

Despite how serious you were about apologizing, you couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re hopeless, Kats. What am I gonna do with you?”

He walks forward to wrap his arms around you, smirking. “I can think of plenty of things you can do to me...”

You smack his chest, blushing. “Stop it! I’m supposed to be mad at you.”

“You know you can’t stay mad at me.” His tone is smug, but when he leans down to kiss you softly, it says everything you need to know.

“Yeah, I know.” You whisper back, sighing. “It’s only cause you know my weakness.”

He raises a brow in question, giving you an odd look.

You grin up at him, “You always apologize with food.”

Bakugou scoffs, rolling his eyes at you. “C’mon dumbass, you better eat before it gets cold.” He says, starting to make you a bowl, “You know I hate leftovers.”

You roll your eyes at him, playfully. He really was an idiot sometimes, but you loved him. “Yeah. I know.”

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yanderenightmare · 4 years ago

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I just want to be infantalized by Bakugou (or Dabi hmm), is that too much to ask for? 🥺🥺😔😔😔. P. S. There's nothing better than your fics at 3am when I start procrastinating on my never ending list of college assignments

yandere ! BNHA thirsts

goodiebag WARNINGS: nsfw, dubcon/noncon, infantilization, bondage, threats

BAKUGO KATSUKI - KACHAN

Bakugo loves you in that tutu, those ruffles puffing it up to sit like a disc around your hips, too short, revealing your precious panties for him, on full display and so grabbable, perfect for him to play with.

Perfect as he lays you down on his lap, ass up as he strokes a finger above the velvet of your underwear, cuddling with what sensitivity found just beneath, making you quake and whimper.

Your hair in grand pigtails, cascading down in ringlets, with two larger than life bows decorating them.

He can’t help but touch you.

The plan was to take pictures of you all cute and delicate, perfect with your stuffed animals strewn around you, looking ominous as though they want to fuck you just as bad as he does, where you’re left helpless with your precious wrists held snuggly together behind your back, enclosed in a set of fluffy pink handcuffs.

He just needs to touch, you compel him when you look at him with those big doe-eyes, your feet doing little kicks in the air, making your stockings roll down to your ankles. And how you scream, like a child begging to be scolded, like a brat begging for attention, for Daddy’s love.

Don’t you worry, he’ll make his little baby feel good.

DABI - TODOROKI TOUYA

You’re too cute for your own good. So precious with those teary lips, those red-kissed bloated cheeks. His little crybaby, his little blubbering mumbling mess made of wet whiny moans beneath him. His adorable hopeless little crybaby.

Sometimes you forget yourself, don't you? Sometimes you need your Daddy to exercise his dominance, sometimes Baby just needs to be dominated, reminded of where she belongs and who she belongs to.

It’s just the natural order of things.

You do look your best when you’re at his mercy, when you squirm in the bed beneath him, crying so preciously for your Daddy.

He’ll have that ass up in the air, wrists and ankles tied together in a hog-tie. Such a cute little piglet served on a silver-platter all for the big bad wolf to come devour her.

He likes hearing those wails you give as he pinches the fat of your perfect plump ass, just as much as he loves hearing you splutter out a string of incoherent mumbling moans when he inches deep into your core, inch by fulfilling inch.

Or those muffled glucks you make, when he performs as the apple in your mouth. Crybaby’s do need their pacifiers, and you suckle so sweetly on his cock for him when given the right motivation. You wouldn't want to be roasted under blue flames like an actual dinner-platter, would you?

#yandere bakugou #yandere bakugo #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere katsuki bakugou #yandere katsuki #yandere dabi #yandere touya #yandere todoroki

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searenbound · 3 years ago

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Katsuki thinks he’s the pack leader though.

Talks a lot of shit about making the decisions when he’s just repeating their Omega, but louder. Just:

Bakugou: I’m in charge and we’re doing this like this!

Omega: That’s a stupid plan that’ll get us killed. We’re doing this instead.

Bakugou: …

Bakugou: Never mind, that plan was shit! Here’s what we’re doing!

Proceeds to tell the others Omegas plan. He gives them credit of course but still.

Or because I love Bakugou being weak for even the smallest amount of “try me” energy

Bakugou: *being a menace to society and threatening to kill people again*

Omega, giving him the try me I dare you look: Katsuki Bakugou if you keep it up I’m banning you from my nest!

Bakugou:!!!!!!!!

The rest of the pack, already thinking about all the snuggles and extra attention they’ll get without him hogging Omega: !!!!!!!!!!

#nat chats #friendly anon #bakusquad #mha bakusquad #bnha bakusquad #omegaverse #bnha omegaverse #mha omegaverse #bnha abo #mha abo #abo

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shitpissboi · 4 years ago

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The More The Merrier

Summary- Just a calm night in with your favorite polycule.

Word Count- 3302

Request?- Yes

Pairing- Bakusquad x reader / Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou x Reader x Sero Hanta x Ashido Mina x Kaminari Denki

Warings- Detailed use of marijuana, swearing, kissing, slight making out, plus sized reader, deaf Bakugou, latinx Sero, aged up characters.

A/N- Again, I am so sorry this is late! I tried extra hard to make it good for the anon who requested it, so I really hope you enjoy it! :)

You smiled as you heard the front door open, watching your redheaded and blonde boyfriends converse as they took off their jackets and shoes at the front door. The two looked up to see you and, and the rest of your partners, all relaxing on the couch. You were on the very end, closest to the door, while Hanta and Denki sat on either side of the middle corner piece, and Mina laid next to the blonde, her head in his lap while the rest of you gamed. You heard some shuffling before a hand gently grabbed the back of your neck, leaning it back to show him smirking down at you.

“Hi Katsu, how was work today love?” You asked, smiling sweetly. Before responding, he leaned down, his eyeliner smeared and the soot from his quirk in a line in the shape of his mask. You leaned back more to give him better access and couldn’t help but smile as his lips met yours. You reached up and put one of your hands on the side of his head, signaling him to stay there. He deepened the kiss by moving his lips slightly, you following in sync with him.

“Come onnnnn, don’t hog Katsuki! I wanna kiss him too!” Denki piped up besides you, making the other blonde break the kiss and playfully glare at him. With your question unanswered, said man walked over to Denki and did the same thing he did to you, but instead of leaning down to kiss you, he lifted the blonde off the couch and held him in his arms bridal style. He quickly fixed him so he was sitting on the couch, with Katsuki between his legs and leaning so far forward that he had to hold Denki to keep him from falling. Said blonde squealed and quickly threw his hands around the other man's shoulders and blushed violently.

“You got my attention now sparky, what’re you gonna do about it?” The older man asked, leaning down even further. Your attention was pulled away as Eijirou made his way over to you, having started with Mina and ignored the situation between your two blonde lovers. You got on your knees and faced him, putting your arms around his shoulders and pulling him closer.

“Hello, my little pebble.” The red head hummed, gripping you by your waist and touching his forehead with your. He gave you a small kiss before pulling away, chuckling at the way you pouted. You sunk back down into the couch and looked to the middle of the couch when you heard a scream and a soft thud. Denki had unceremoniously fallen down after Eijirou had pulled Katsuki away to go shower, which led to dropping the poor blonde and his feet to land over his head.

Denki sat up and grumbled something you couldn’t hear, wrapping his arms around himself. Mina rolled her eyes and hugged him, whispering something in his ear that made him blush and hide his face behind his hands. You rolled your eyes at the supposed “flirt” and turned your attention to your last lover.

“Where’re you going, handsome?” You asked as he stood up and started to walk around the couch but stopped in front of you, running his hand through your hair gently.

“I’m just going to grab our stuff real quick so we're ready when Katsu and Eji get out of the shower, mi amor.”

“Okay, can you grab me a hoodie on your way back, please?” You asked with a small pout, leaning your head up and kissing his wrist.

“Why would I get you one when I can just give you this one?” The tall man asked, pulling his hoodie over his head, revealing an old and loved muscle tee, some small holes torn throughout the shirt. You lifted your arms up and he slipped the hoodie onto you while you raked your eyes over his torso. You muttered out a thank you when he was done, breaking yourself from your trance and sitting on your knees, pulling the black haired man closer by his waist. He looked down and smiled, placing his hands on both sides of your face.

“Your welcome, hermosa.” He mutters, kissing your forehead. You grinned up at him and giggled, watching as he pulled away and started his descent to the bedroom. It was only a couple minutes before he came back with a handful of stuff, you stood up and helped him set it all on the coffee table, going to grab a good couple bottles of water while he went to get the rest. You got back first and set all the bottles up in one of the top corners.

Hanta came back and sat next to you, piling the rest of the stuff on the table. He grabbed a big jar, covered in stickers, out of the mess, along with two grinders. He passed a grinder to you and opened his own, taking the top off of the jar and grabbing a nug. You opened and grabbed your own, breaking it up enough to fit in the ginder before closing the top and swiveling it back and forth.

You repeated the process a couple times before the grinder was filled. You set the grinder down and slid the bong and a water bottle toward you. You checked to make sure the bong was clean before pouring the appropriate amount of water in, setting the bottle aside and grabbing the grinder again. You packed the bowl as full as you could, making sure to keep just a little bit of room at the top, and put down a layer of kief.

You pushed the bong toward the middle of the table and put the grinder next to it, getting up and heading to the kitchen. You went in the junk door and grabbed a bunch of pamphlets out of the junk draw, walking back and tossing them on the table. You noticed Sero was done rolling the joints and was sitting back, so you sat next to him and threw your legs over his, curling up so your head was laying in the crook of his neck. His arms instinctively wrapped around your form and held you against him.

“We doing takeout for dinner tonight?” He murmured, resting his head atop of yours. You hummed and nodded.

“I gotta ask Suki if he’s okay with it but I figured since he just got home he wouldn’t want to cook, and you could probably use a night off from it too.”

“I’m sure he’ll be fine with it, we haven’t had takeout for a while so he shouldn’t cause a fuss. I’m more than okay with it.” The black haired man chuckled, running his hand gently up and down your leg absentmindedly. You gave a small chuckle back and snuggled into him more, turning your eyes to the tv as the game was turned off and Hulu was turned on. Only about ten minutes passed with you peacefully resting on your boyfriend before your last two boyfriends finally walked into the living room.

Eijirou sat at the other end of the couch, his right leg against the couch and right dangling to the floor. Mina sat between his legs, her legs hanging over his right one, and Denki sat next to her, their shoulders touching but his legs crossed. Katsuki came to sit with you and Sero, sitting on the other side of you and wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you back so you were laying against his chest instead of Hanta’s. The blonde hero just leaned over you though, taking the kiss from the other man’s lips that he was supposed to get when he walked in, muttering a small but definitive “There!” as he pulled away.

You smiled at your two boys but turned away to let them have their privacy, leaning over to grab one of the joints from the table that Sero had rolled, and a lighter. Leaning back, and still sandwiched between the two men, you brought the joint to your lips and lit the other end as you inhaled. The smoke filled your lungs with a pleasant burn to the back of your throat, holding the smoke in as Katsuki took the joint from you. You just rolled your eyes at his impatient ass turned toward Hanta, giving the blonde a smirk then leaning in toward the other.

Said man leaned in as well, opening his mouth so he could inhale the smoke flowing out of yours. Getting impatient yourself, you closed the distance between you two, molding your lips together as he exhaled the smoke through his nose. Your lips moved together in sync, the taller man setting a slow but steady pace. The pomeranian growled behind you and grabbed the back of your shirt, gently yanking you back and handing the joint off to Hanta. He took it but continued to glare at Katsuki over your flustered state.

“You can’t just pull her back like that man!”

“Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it Tape Face?”

“You really want to go down this road again, bebe`?” The black haired man asked, slightly gripping the others neck with his hand. Your eyes widened and you quickly rolled off of the two, calmly making your way over to the rest of your partners. You grabbed the take out pamphlets and sat in the middle corner, facing the other three. Denki immediately abandoned his position and bounced over to you, climbing into your lap and sitting right between your crossed legs. You smiled at the adorable man, kissing his cheek and running your fingers through his black and blonde hair.

“Hey cutie, you come here often?” He joked, leaning up to face you. You couldn’t help but laugh at his badly timed and overused joke.

“You're lucky you're so cute, dummy.” You laughed, placing a quick kiss on his lips. He smiled and blushed a little, quickly leaning back to hide it and grabbing the bong from Mina in the process. He proceeded to take his hit while you turned toward Eji and Mina, thrusting the pamphlets toward them.

“You guys can pick what to eat tonight. I was gonna ask Suki and Hanta too but they’re a little busy.” You explained, nodding over to said men who were still arguing. You only reached out to grab the joint that Hanta had set on the table.

“Hey baby, can you hold this while I hit that?” You asked, holding out the joint to him and reaching toward the bong in his hand. He just nodded, wanting to see how long he could possibly hold the smoke in.

“Your quirk hurts your lungs enough Denks, trying to hold it for so long is just gonna make it worse.” You sighed, giving him a quick kiss on the shoulder before bringing the bong to your lips and inhaling while lighting it. Said man just waved you off, his face starting to turn red from how long he was holding it. You pulled the bong away after a good couple seconds and handed it over to Mina, who passed it to Eijirou. You exhaled the smoke upwards, grabbing the joint back from Denki right before he doubled over, the smoke finally getting to him.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” You sighed, rolling your eyes and running your hand up and down his back comfortably. He reached over and grabbed a water bottle from the table, chugging half of it before finally starting to calm you. You rolled your eyes again and brought the joint to your lips, grabbing the hand he wasn’t using to drink and molding his fingers so only was being pointed.

Used to this by now, he simply let you do what you needed to do. You brought his finger up to the end of the joint, squeezing his wrist twice once he was close enough. He sent a small shock to his fingertip, effectively re-lighting the joint for you. You quickly started to exhale, moving your hand to the back of his neck and running it through his hair to show your appreciation. Over his coughing fit, he hummed and leaned into your touch, giving you a quick kiss on the side of your head. You pulled the joint away, holding your breath for only a couple seconds, and then exhaled, passing the joint off to Mina to pass to Eijirou again.

“Wait, I can smoke the joint this time?!” Mina asked, staring at you wide eyed.

“Sorry pebble but not today, they just handed it to you cuz they can’t reach me. You know you and Denks can only smoke joints on special occasions, both of your quirks are really hard on your lungs!” Eijirou piped up, gently taking the joint from Mina and handing her the bong, making sure to give her a kiss on the forehead too.

“But-but it can be a special occasion! Please Eiji, just one hit?” The pinkette pouted, giving her best puppy dog eyes to the red head.

“How about this, when us four get to the roach, we’ll make a time bomb and let you hit that.” Eijirou suggested, taking his own hit from the joint. (If anyone doesn’t know, a timebomb is where you put a roach in the bowl and then fill the rest of the bowl, mostly done with kief :)

“Oooh okay! That’s definitely better than the joint!” She smiled, giving Eijirou a quick kiss back on his lips and then taking her hit from the bong, proceeding to pass it to Denki.

“Wait, if Mina can hit the time bomb, can I?!” He asked excitedly, practically bouncing in your lap.

“Sure, but just be careful please, you already hurt your lungs today, love.” You gave Eijirou a look before answering, only answering him once the red head gave you a nod. He cheered and let out an excited thank you, hugging you tight to him. You just laughed and hugged him back, smiling at the excitement and enthusiasm that he still held, even after years of knowing him.

He worked on calming himself down as Mina passed the joint to you. You took your hit and then looked over to Hanta and Katsuki, giggling at the scene before you. Hanta was sitting similarly to Eijirou, except both legs were wrapped around Katsuki’s torso and resting on his thighs. Katsuki was lying between his legs, his head snuggled into the crook of Hantas stomach and thigh.

You're not sure how, or when, they got into that position, but you aren’t surprised. Katsuki comes off very harsh and domineering, but once you got to know him, you learned how nice and caring he can actually be. It takes a while, especially since he has no interest in making friends (ever), but it’s definitely worth it once you get past his walls. He would do anything for those he cared about, even more so with the 5 of you, who he was completely whipped for.

When Hanta and Eijirou step up, it’s very easy to see the dominating nature melt away into something soft and almost unrecognisable, only showing that side to the 5 people that he loved and trusted the most. The blissful look on his face and the uncharacteristically relaxation of his muscles gave his true feelings away, even though he would swear up and down that he couldn’t stand it when Hanta did that later on.

Your smile softened at the peaceful look on his face, noticing Hanta look down on him with an equally loving look in his eye. He looked up when he noticed you starring, giving his famous triangle smile and scratching the back of his neck. You gave him a smile back and reached over, gently rubbing Katsuki’s lower leg. He opened his eyes and looked up at you, a small smile still on his face. You reached over as far as you could with Denki in your lap, and handed him the joint. His face lit up a little as he took it from you, quickly bringing it to his lips and taking a long drag of it.

Your attention was captured by said man in your lap as he handed you the bong, getting up to head to the bathroom, Mina getting up too so she could use it after him. You quickly took your hit off the bong and set it on the table, having cashed it, and sat up so you could pack it again. You took the fresh roach from Hanta and placed it in the bowl, grabbing the grinder next to you.

You heard Eijirou on his phone in the background, ordering from some random take out place for all of you. You opened the second compartment on the grinder and set one half down, grabbing the very small spoon off the rolling tray and starting to transfer the kief from the grinder to the bowl. You held the roach steady as you packed around it, filling the bowl as much as you could with the small herb.

By the time you were done so was Eijirou, so you grabbed the bong and the lighter and moved toward him. You handed him the bong and he thanked you, quickly taking his hit before passing it back to you. Before you take your hit, he grabbed your hips and pulled you toward him, making you let out a small surprised squeal. He had moved so he was sitting back against the couch, his legs spread apart comfortably. He moved you so you were sitting between his legs but facing the rest of the couch, your shoulder against his chest and your legs hanging over his.

You blushed and giggled, welcoming the warmth of your space heater boyfriend. He chuckled and kissed the top of your head, apologizing for scarring you. You told him it was okay and leaned up to kiss his nose, making him laugh again. You sat up straight to take your hit but relaxed against him as soon as you were done, passing the bong to him so he could hold it. You heard Mina and Denki come back in but paid it no mind, the beautiful haze clouding your mind. As the two got comfortable on the couch, your feet somehow ended up under Denki’s thighs, allowing you to let out a sigh of content, your cold feet getting some much needed warmth.

Eijirou tightened his grip around you and smirked, easily recognizing you fading in and out. You smiled again and snuggled into him, allowing your head to rest on his broad chest. He lifted your head for just a second to pull your hoodie over your head, his hand lingering to cup your face. You smiled gratefully and kissed his hand as a thank you, leaning into the touch.

The redhead smiles and kisses your head, muttering a small “welcome”, having known you long enough to know what your small gestures mean. He held you tight against him, running his now free hand up and down your arm and resting his chin on your head. You opened your eyes briefly to see Denki and Mina sitting next to each other, giggling as they tried to hit the bong at the same time. You rolled your eyes and looked over to your last 2 partners, still in the same position that they were in.

You smiled and let your eyes close, relaxing into your boyfriend. You loved all of your partners, even if they were loud or harsh or idiots, it didn’t matter to you. They were your idiots. And you wouldn’t change it for the world.

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The rain fell just loud enough for you to hear, the skies a beautiful but somber grey and the world feeling otherwise silent. The birds weren’t chirping. The neighborhood seemed empty. It was just you. You and your empty apartment and your thoughts. The all consuming thoughts that made the silence seem so loud. His voice just kept replaying in your head, like the soundtrack to the otherwise quiet moment.

“I think she’s the one.”

Time alone with him was like a cruel trick. For those hours you could slip out of your mind and focus only on him and you and on how incredible it felt to pretend that Bakugou Katsuki loved you. It felt like a dream to be in his presence, it always had. He wasn’t just a hero to you but so much more. From the moment you’d met you could feel it, that pull to him every time he’d smile or laugh far too loud. He knew just how to get you to give into his crazy ideas and antics and as much as you pretended you hated it, you loved it. You craved it. You craved him.

Loving him was the biggest mistake you had made. Falling for someone who had no such feelings for you was bad enough, but it being your best friend was about a hundred times worse. The sting when he’d talk about others left a constant acrid taste in your mouth and there was no escaping it. You loved him too much to let him go, even if it meant feeling dejected and harboring the emotions in silence. You couldn’t just give him up, in love with him or not, you were his best friend and he was yours.

When he had met her, everything felt like it took a great shift, not with him, but with you. The bitterness had grown more constant in your chest. You had manifested a disdain for yourself the more you heard about her. If you were pretty than she was beautiful. If you were a quiet song than she was a boastful ballad. If you were a starry night than she was a brilliant sunrise. You weren’t undesirable, but she was more. You were the sarcastic comments and loud laughter that earned his friendship, while she was the beautiful smile and soft voice that earned his heart.

They’d been dating about a year and despite his constant touring and packed schedule, you could see him falling in love with her more each passing day. His every waking thought and moment was spent wanting her, thinking of her, missing her. You could see it in his eyes because you saw it in your own, that all consuming love that left you feeling breathless. The only difference was that she loved him as well and supplied him with the oxygen, while you were left feeling like your lungs were being ripped out.

You’d somehow managed to always have an excuse so you wouldn’t have to meet her. She had met the rest of the boys several times and lately Bakugou had been more persistent about you getting to. It wasn’t that you thought you’d dislike her, it was that you knew you probably wouldn’t, and somehow that made it all so much worse. If she was worthy of Bakugou’s attention than she was surely just as incredible as he was, with a shine so bright it was nearly blinding when you stared too long.

You’d spent your time practicing playing your piano, which was far too large and taking up too much room in your small apartment. It was your passion and your outlet the nights the hollow feeling in your chest was just a bit too much. Composing was your dream and while he was supportive he didn’t have any idea that he was such an inspiration to the love songs.

It wasn’t like you were depressed or wanted to disappear, if anything you just wanted your emotions to go away for a while. You needed a reset so you could go back to being oblivious to the feelings you felt. You wanted to be blissfully ignorant to how his touches and words could make you feel, but you weren’t exactly sure how to get there. You couldn’t deny you loved him romantically at this point, it was useless. You loved him down to your very bones.

One late night phone call when he’d been practically begging you to meet her after his full-day shift finished, you’d been rattling off every possible lame excuse you could come up with. It wasn’t until he quietly uttered those five short words that your excuses stopped flowing.

“I think she’s the one.”

It had been the only reason you’d given in, and the exact reason they were coming over for dinner tonight. It’d be the first time you’d seen him since his last small break from work abroad two months ago, and while you were excited to see him, the idea of finally meeting her in person made you a bit queasy. You could only hope it would do some good. Maybe seeing him so in love with someone else in person would be the wake-up call you so desperately needed to jump start moving on.

The quiet ding of the oven ripped your attention away from the rain dripping down the window, your head whipping around and your lips parting to let out a sigh. You couldn’t let your emotions getting the best of you tonight, the last thing you needed was to come across as a completely jealous bitch. Your body moved easily throughout your apartment to the kitchen, turning off the beeping oven and pulling out the cookies you’d made for later, Bakugou’s favorite.

Your apartment wasn’t huge, but far big enough for yourself, just big enough to be roomy but small enough to be cozy. The far wall of the small dining area was lined with photos. As you set the table, your eyes wandered them, a smile spreading on your lips. Some were small and some were large. Some were sentimental and some were goofy but they all made your heart swell. Your personal favorite was a photo of Bakugou and Tokoyami wearing these ridiculous face masks you’d forced them to try a couple months back. Thinking of it always made you smile.

The place had so many memories of late nights with all the guys piled in watching movies. You’d had your fair share of sleepovers and little parties. You’d written a few songs on the piano here with Kaminari which never saw the light of day. You even had a small dent in the back wall of the kitchen from where Bakugou stumbled into it one night he had too much to drink. He proceeded to sit on the floor and chant apologies for a solid hour afterwards. The walls were practically oozing with memories that made your heart do a little hum.

Your phone buzzing in your pocket made you jump a bit, silently cursing yourself for being so lost in thought. With a quick tug, it was pulled from your pocket, the screen lighting up with a text.

Kaminari [19:57] :

We’re pulling up now, see you in a few!

You quickly moved away from the set table, moving to your bedroom and dropping your phone onto the mattress with a dull thud. The reflection of yourself from the mirror in your closet caught your attention, feet moving towards it without much thought. A simple black sweater and dark skinny jeans seemed to fit the dull weather well, hair flowing down over your shoulders and feet clad in a stupid pair of socks Kaminari had sent you a few months back. You were silently thankful it wouldn’t just be you and the happy couple tonight, Kaminari and Todoroki were coming as well.

With soft click of your bedroom door you exited the room, feet quietly padding across the hardwood floors to the front door just as the doorbell rang. You paused for a moment just outside it, hearing the muffled voices on the other side laughing. Just hearing his faint giggling made your stomach do a small involuntary twist. You took one long, deep breathe, before twisting the knob and opening the heavy wooden door. It was now or never.

“Finally!” Kaminari huffed, rushing inside and nearly knocking you over in a tight hug, a laugh leaving your lips as you wrapped your arms around the towering boy. “I thought you were going to leave us out there forever.”

“Kaminari. I answered the door after like, two seconds.” You snorted, patting his cheeks as he smiled cheekily down at you. Once his arms moved off you, Todoroki swooped in for his hug, his arms feeling much stronger around your middle than Kaminari’s had.

“It’s good to see you.” He whispered and smiled softly as he leaned back some, grip still around you as his eyes peered over your figure, as if checking to make sure I hadn’t changed too much. His body was warm against yours and the gentle smile on your face made your nerves simmer down a bit. “You look beautiful, besides those socks.” He chuckled, making Kaminari whine loudly.

“I got her those! They’re cute, thank you very much.” He scoffed, flicking Todoroki’s cheek, earning him a hard pinch in the side.

Kaminari made a yelp and slid an arm around your shoulders, trying to playfully tug you away from Todoroki and instead into his chest, Todoroki just narrowing his eyes at the towering boy.

“Will you two stop hogging her?”

Bakugou’s voice made all focus on the other boys banter slip away, your breathing momentarily stopping as your eyes finally landed on the blonde haired boy. The grin that spread on his lips as he rushed to you made your heart’s tempo double, his arms surrounding you in an instant. Your eyes felt heavy, fluttering shut as you squeezed him tightly, his nose burying against your shoulder as he rocked your bodies side to side.

“I missed you so much.” He whispered into your shirt, making a smile tug up on your face and your hands hold him just a bit stronger. His own hands spread against your back, moving gently up and down in soothing motions. Being in his arms again felt so relaxing, and to you it felt so, so right.

For a moment it felt like just the two of you. Just you and your Bakugou, with his arms holding you and his smell making you feel intoxicated. Your body was molded against his, a soft exhale falling past your lips. Your back arched some so you pressed into him, his own body leaning forward some over you as he nuzzled against your shoulder. He took a deep breathe into your skin, fingertips pressing into your back, as if trying to pull you in closer to him.

“I missed you too, Katsu.” You murmured, eyes opening and focusing on the gorgeous girl standing behind him by the door. Reality felt like a slap to the face, a hard one that would leave an angry red mark across your features. You felt a bit sick to your stomach, grip loosening around him in an instant as you began pulling away, despite the slight grip he seemed to try and hold on you. You tried hard not to let your smile falter when you involuntarily let him go before speaking, “Are you going to introduce me?”

The moment the words left your lips he seemed to fly off you, hastily moving to stand beside her. She was gorgeous, a smile on her face and her eyelashes fluttering as she looked over at his profile. They looked incredible together, his arm easily slinking around her midsection and her face heating up when he pressed a small kiss to her cheek before speaking.

“This is my stunning, brilliant, oh-so-amazing girlfriend, Camie.”

The way his voice lifted and his eyes shined was so very Bakugou. He looked so proud to be hers, his eyes glued onto her face as she waved at you shyly. You vaguely waved back but all you could feel was the sinking in your chest as she moved closer and gave you a small, friendly, hug. Part of you had been hoping she’d be an awful person so you’d have every right to dislike her, but it was clear she wasn’t.

“It’s so great to finally meet you. Katsu talks about you all the time.” Camie giggled, letting you go and moving to stand back beside a blushing Bakugou.

“Babe! Don’t call me that in front of them.” He clicked his tongue at hearing the pet name, fingers moving up to tickle her sides, making her gorgeous laughter float through the air. It seemed fitting her laugh would sound so melodic, he loved making people laugh, it was only fair his girlfriend would have the most beautiful sounding one.

“Let’s sit, everything’s ready.” You said, forcing the most believable smile you had as you moved away from the door towards the dining table. They removed their shoes and coats in a blur of motion, everyone piling around the small table. You found yourself sandwiched between Kaminari and Todoroki, both boys piling food onto their plates while Bakugou pulled out Camie’s chair for her. He sent you a sly wink once he was seated and your smile relaxed into a somewhat more natural one.

“This looks great, have you suddenly become a good cook while I was gone?” He quipped, you sending a playful glare in his direction.

“Excuse you, I’ve always been an amazing cook, you just don’t appreciate my talents. Besides, you have no room to talk, Mr. I can’t cook an egg.”

Kaminari snorted and smacked the table at your comeback, always one for dramatic reactions. Camie giggled at his enthusiasm, patting Bakugou’s hand that rested on the table as she spoke.

“She has a good point.”

He muttered something under his breath about her not coming to his defense, which only seemed to make Kaminari laugh louder, his whole body quaking as he draped an arm around the back of your chair, using his other hand to push a bite into his mouth. Bakugou’s attention moved back over to Camie, his snarl only getting more prominent when she giggled loudly.

As everyone started settling into their meals your eyes flickered back over at the couple, seeing how Camie leaned in quickly and pressed a small kiss to his slightly pout lips when she thought no one was looking. The smile that took over his face was the most beautiful and heart breaking thing you’d ever seen, all at the same time. He looked so indescribably happy just being near her and you felt horrible for hating it. He was your best friend, you should want him to be happy even if it wasn’t with you.

You had been the one that made the mistake of falling in love with him, it wasn’t his fault for falling in love with someone other than you. You had given him your everything without making sure he wanted it and that was something you could only blame yourself for. Even without ever really having him be yours, you were his. You didn’t plan to be, but you were his, and you weren’t sure you’d ever not be.

He wasn’t just some guy you barely knew, he was Bakugou. Bakugou that would sit and watch you play piano for hours with a wistful smile on his face. Bakugou that would call you late at night and hum quiet songs to you til you fell asleep. Bakugou that punched your ex in the face for making you cry. Bakugou that had cried and cried when you both got in a huge fight over something stupid and begged your forgiveness a mere hour later. The same Bakugou you couldn’t help but sometimes resent for loving someone else, you loved with all your heart and soul. Not just romantically, but in every possible manner you could love someone.

Dinner passed with lots of chatter, you found yourself barely paying attention to conversation as the boys reminisced about touring and asked the occasional question, to which you’d give small but good enough responses. Bakugou’s chair had moved closer and closer to Camie’s the entire time, his hand eventually wrapping in hers on the table top, which you had noted, made her blush the prettiest damn shade of pink.

You all moved into the living room after debating over who would do the dishes, Todoroki eventually grabbing them all and marching off to do them, ignoring your complaints. The living room was on the smaller size, filled with a plush chair and two seat sofa, a coffee table, a tv and your huge piano, which took up most of the space in the room. Windows lined the back wall by the piano, overlooking the streets below.

You made it into the room last, Kaminari taking up the chair, Bakugou and Camie sharing the small sofa. Bakugou’s eyes focused on you and he smiled, trying to scoot over some but nearly squashing tiny Camie in the process. She didn’t make a peep, but you could see her squirming a bit uncomfortably.

“Sit by me!” He pouted, patting the tiny spot of sofa on his right side but you only shook your head, walking past him to sit down on your piano bench.

“Katsu, you’re gonna hurt her. It’s a small couch.” You chuckled half heartedly, sitting on the wooden surface with your back to the keys, arms folding lazily over your chest. His eyes shifted from yours, to Camie, then back to yours again when he scooted so she’d have enough room. His arm rose and wrapped around her shoulders as he blushed a tad but his eyes stayed focused on you.

“Mean.” He huffed. You easily rolled your eyes and looked away, Kaminari snickering a bit at you both. Camie’s head fell onto Bakugou’s shoulder as he rubbed his palm back and forth over her shoulder blade, your eyes staring at the interaction.

It was an odd feeling really, seeing in person the girl who had everything you seemingly didn’t. She was smart and seemed to keep up with Bakugou’s constant outbursts. Bakugou had been boasting all dinner about how sweet she was, something that made her turn the color of a tomato. Somewhere thought out dinner she had mentioned that she was studying to be a doctor, but also loved to dance in her free time. That’s how they had met, outside of her dance studio while he was patrolling the city. You could remember the day, Bakugou had been texting you all night about the cute girl he’d met.

She was undeniably beautiful, with long light colored hair swept half up and half down, side-swept bangs making it breathe a look of innocence. Her light colored dress and white sweater was a stark contrast to your all black ensemble. She was small and relatively thin, her fingernails painted a delicate pink, the same color her cheeks had turned when she blushed earlier. She seemed genuinely kind, not at all like the books and movies where the other woman was heartless and undeserving for the man’s love. She seemed perfect for Bakugou, and that thought made your heart twist uncomfortably in your chest.

“Dishes are all done.” Todoroki announced quietly as he came in after a few minutes, sitting beside you on the miniscule bench. He patted your knee, making you chuckle a bit and nod your head. You could vaguely see Bakugou’s eyes on the pair of you but paid it no attention, pressing a small kiss to Todoroki’s plush cheek.

“Thanks Sho. Though, I wish you would have just let me do them myself. You’re the guest.” You smiled, lifting a hand up to run your fingers through your hair, pushing some behind your ear so it’d stop falling in your face.

“Yes, but you cooked.” He argued, folding his muscular arms over his chest and trying to wink at you, failing and pretty much just blinking, which made you laugh and shake your head. His smile spread across his lips as he shook his head back at you, Bakugou clearing his throat a bit.

“Let’s watch a movie.”

A few clicks of the remote later and some cheesy romantic flick was playing on screen, the sound paired with the slow rain still drizzling down outside. Camie was totally engrossed in the film, as Kaminari and Todoroki seemed to be, though Todoroki kept letting out unimpressed yawns. The lighting had grown dim from the setting sun but no one moved to turn the lights on, instead opting to just focus on the glowing screen.

Romantic movies never did much for you, however, so your focus was elsewhere, namely, on Bakugou, who kept catching your eye and making stupid faces in your direction. It made your heart flutter in the way only Bakugou could with such a stupid action. A soft laugh fell past your lips when he stuck his tongue out at you, a grin spreading on his face when your quiet laughter met his ears.

You took the opportunity to make a stupid face back, crossing your eyes and puffing out your cheeks like a fish. His laugh was so loud and sudden it made Kaminari jump, nearly falling off his chair, which resorted in your own laughter. Bakugou smiled sheepishly and reached over to pat his knee, mumbling a sorry for scaring him.

You could feel eyes on you and glanced over, Camie’s eyes catching yours, though she quickly looked away back to the screen. For a moment, you had almost forgotten she was here, you’d only been focusing on Bakugou. She had a small pink tone on her cheeks, perhaps from you catching her stare, but she didn’t give much of a reaction otherwise. Her hand clasped around Bakugou’s free one, before she lifted it up and kissed the back of it, a small but affectionate action.

You looked away, eyes locking onto the screen and focusing on the emotions there rather than the ones spreading in your chest. It was stupid to be jealous over such a simple action as holding hands, but you were. You were envious and you knew it, because you wanted to have those simple affections and touches with Bakugou, and you didn’t. She did, and she clearly treasured them, judging by how she kept doing it subtly all night when she thought no one was looking. She seemed a bit shy, yes, but clearly she wasn’t as shy with her sentiments for him.

You quietly got up when some love profession was happening on screen, feeling Bakugou’s eyes on you as you mumbled something about getting a drink and slipped from the room. In the safety of the kitchen, you let out a quiet puff of air you hadn’t realized you’d been holding. You felt dejected, like finally meeting her just put the last check mark of the boxes it took to break your ever shrinking confidence.

The tea kettle made a tiny clink when you set it on the stove top, flicking on the burner and staring at the small flames as they danced upwards. Your body turned to look out the window, hands reaching behind you to rest on the off white countertop. The rain had slowed, but the windows had fogged up some with condensation, little beads of the sweat rolling down the panes at half speed. The rain definitely wasn’t helping your dreary mood, your knuckles turning a bit white from how tightly you gripped the counter.

“You okay?”

Bakugou’s voice startled you, your body lurching upwards some, making him smile as he slipped inside the previously quiet kitchen. The movie could be faintly heard in the other room, along with the boys quiet commentary and Camie’s laughter. His eyes focused on your face as he came closer, leaning against the counter opposite you, his arms draping across his chest in a lazy motion.

“Yeah. I just hate those movies, you know that.” You chuckled half heartedly, averting your eyes from his face to the tea kettle. “Thought I’d make myself a drink and escape having to watch any more of it.”

He hummed, bobbing his head up and down in a small nod while standing his body up straight, his hands shoving into the pockets of his tight black jeans. You caught the smile spreading on his lips when he noticed the plate of his favorite cookies on the counter.

“Right, I almost forgot you’re a love hater.” The teasing was obvious in his tone, but the irony of his words made your laugh taste sour on your tongue.

“I’m not a love hater, Bakugou. I’m a cheesy movie hater, as everyone should be.” You quipped, sticking your tongue out at him before turning around to turn off the kettle which had started to let out a quiet whistle.

“Well, I somewhat enjoy them.”

“Of course you do.” You chuckled, hearing his far too dramatic gasp from behind you.

“What’s that supposed to mean? I have great taste!” He argued, the internal pout evident in his tone.

“You do not. The last movie night we had, you chose that awful action movie, remember? I still can’t believe you liked it.” You laughed, easily falling into your usual rhythm with him. Bakugou made it so simple to feel so comfortable. One minute you were contemplative and gloomy and the next he could have you laughing and smiling so hard your cheeks would grow sore.

“It wasn’t that bad!” He argued, but you could hear the laughter in his tone nonetheless, making it obvious he knew he was wrong. “Can I have a cup too?”

You nodded, grabbing his usual mug from your cupboard and pouring you both some of the hot drink. You turned back towards him, holding the mug out, which he took with an appreciative nod of his head, followed by a beat of silence as you both took a few sips.

His eyes wandered around the room while yours flickered over his face, taking in every curve and dip of his features. His jaw tensed a bit when he took too big of a gulp from his cup, his knuckles tightening their grip on the pastel yellow mug when he swallowed. His upper half was covered in a simple long sleeve white shirt, but he somehow made it look expensive. His hair was a lighter shade of blonde than when you’d last seen him, you noted, eyes wavering back down to his face. You were a bit surprised when you noticed he was now staring back at you.

“You got a haircut.” He said with a funny look on his face you couldn’t pinpoint, hand lifting up to tug lightly on the ends of your hair. You nodded without responding, his hand lifting up more to push the hair back behind your ear, fingers brushing along your cheek in the process. “It looks great, very mature. You’re growing up too fast on me.”

You laughed softly and swatted his hand away, a small smile on your face as you patted his chest. You silently noted how firm it felt under your palm. It was kinda unfair honestly, his physique was about as perfect as his personality, which was saying something.

“You’re being a tad dramatic, it’s a haircut. Besides, you cut yours almost every month.” You chuckled, lifting your cup towards your lips to take a small sip of the tea still left in the mug.

A moment passed where he nibbled on his bottom lip, your eyes shifting and watching the movement over the cusp of your mug. He seemed a bit nervous as he opened his mouth once to speak, closed it, then opened it again.

“So, do you like her?”

It wasn’t a hard question but you could tell from his tone it was loaded. He wanted you to like her, that much was obvious. She was his girlfriend and you were his best friend, it made sense your opinion meant something to him. His eyes darted from yours the doorway and back before he spoke again.

“Be honest with me, please.”

“She seems great Katsu. She seems to make you really happy, so I’m happy for you.”

It wasn’t a lie, mostly, she did seem genuinely kind and lovely. She’d been nothing but nice to you all night, despite her bouts of shyness. It was so clear why Bakugou was so smitten with her, she was like a softer, more reserved, version of him. You were happy for him, yes, mostly anyway. Seeing Bakugou happy made you happy, but knowing it wasn’t because of you did feel like a bit of a blow to your chest.

He was quiet for a moment, his eyes casting down to his hands, which had found their way to his front, thumbs twiddling together. It was a habit he only seemed to do when he was contemplating something. You were about to ask what exactly he was thinking, when he blurted it out himself.

“I think I’m gonna ask her to marry me.”

The words felt like the final shove to push you over the edge, your entire body going numb as the syllables registered in your brain. Thinking about him with her had hurt, but realizing it was going to be forever was indescribably painful. You’d never have him, he would never be yours and any sliver of a chance you ever had was gone.

Forever.

“It’s why I’ve been wanting you to meet her so bad. I’ve been thinking about it for a while and I knew I couldn’t without you meeting her first…” His explanation barely met your ears, your head moving robotically in a nod as you stared behind him at the window. The condensation was still rolling down it, the sky dark behind the glass. “I know it’s fast but I’m so crazy about her, she’s so amazing, way too good for me and I just can’t imagine being with anyone else and being so happy.”

You knew you should be smiling or at least speaking, but the muscles in your face refused to move. Your mind was going a mile a minute but also not seeming to form any coherent thoughts. You could vaguely feel his body come closer, his presence feeling suddenly suffocating in the small space. His rambling had trailed off as his fingers wrapped around your limp hand. Your eyes finally met his, which were filled with what looked like a bit of panic.

“Please say something.” He said softly, giving your hand a firm squeeze, eyes boring into yours.

You swallowed down the hard rock forming in your throat and got a small smile to spread on your lips, your hand loosely giving his a squeeze back. You had to seem fine. You couldn’t let on that his words had shattered you. He couldn’t know that you loved him the way he loved her, he never could.

“Congratulations Katsu, I’m happy for you.” You said mutely, eyes burning and mouth growing dry. Never before had you wanted him to leave so badly. All you wanted was to curl up on your sofa and be left alone to wallow in self pity and hatred. The kitchen felt too compact with him so close to you and observing your every movement. You couldn’t show how heart broken you felt. You could deal with the crushing emotions swallowing you whole later, for now you had to be the supportive best friend.

“You don’t look happy.” He said, it just barely audible as he stared down at you, the look of panic replaced with concern, and it was growing by the second.

You quickly shook your head, willing your smile to double in size as you pulled his body into yours, hugging him tightly. You buried your face into his shoulder, vision growing a bit blurry when his arms encased you and held you close as he could.

“I am happy.” You lied easily without having to see his face, your grip on him growing stronger as you clamped your eyes shut to stop the stinging. “You’re going to make each other so happy, why wouldn’t I be ecstatic for you? I was just a bit surprised that’s all, like you said, it’s sorta fast.”

The lies came out one after the other, you just hoped they were more convincing out loud than they were in your head. A quiet laugh left your lips and you shook your head some, despite it being tucked against his neck. Your mouth kept moving even though your thoughts were jumbled and messy.

“You’re gonna be such a good husband, you’ll take such good care of eachother. You can’t cook so she’ll have to do that. I’ll even teach her to make those cookies you love. I’d teach you but you’d probably just burn yourself, though she’s going to be a doctor so she could probably handle that huh?”

You knew you were rambling too much to sound normal, and judging by how his hands rubbed over the expanse of your back, you knew he could tell something was up. Your brain was screaming for you to just shut up. Maybe you could play it of as over excitement, or just some form of extreme surprise. His head shook when you started to pull away some, his hold not letting up as he kept you pinned there, between his body and the counter.

“She doesn’t need to know how to make them, you can make me them.” He said, eyes glued to your face as he tried to gauge whatever was going through your head. It was like he was looking for something but had no idea where it was. He knew you well enough to know when something was wrong but this time he couldn’t figure out what. “Why do you seem so…not you?”

You tried once again to pull from his grasp but he was too strong, and seemed completely unphased by your squirming. He needed answers and you needed to get away from him. It felt like no oxygen was getting to your brain and the longer he stared at you the more your panic started to expand. You couldn’t think of any good excuses for your reaction and the longer you stood there in his line of sight, the harder it was becoming to keep the emotions from overflowing.

“Sorry to interrupt.”

Kaminari's voice made Bakugou jump, his surprise giving you a chance to push him away enough for you to move aside. Kaminari’s eyes moved between the two of you, before settling on Bakugou. You could see the confusion on his features from your previous proximity, but he didn’t push it.

“Camie keeps dozing off and we have work in the morning, so we should probably get going.” He said with a small smile in your direction and you silently thanked the universe for cutting you a break. “Sorry, I wish we could stay later.”

“Just give us a moment first.” Bakugou said, a slight edge to his voice you could exactly pinpoint. He was frustrated. Whether it was because you wouldn’t tell him what was up or that he couldn’t figure it out on his own, you weren’t sure.

“Baby?” Camie’s voice caught his attention, however, as she shuffled up behind Kaminari, her hand raising to cover her mouth as she let out a quiet yawn. “Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine, we were just talking.” Bakugou said, a small smile on his lips though you could tell it was a bit forced. He didn’t want to worry her, clearly. You would have found it sweet if you didn’t feel like you wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.

You hadn’t seen this coming and maybe that was why it was so hard for you to play it off like you’d become so good at doing. You were good at covering up your feelings, you’d been doing it for so long but this? This had completely thrown you off, to the point where even you knew you were acting odd, not that you could really help it.

“You guys should get going. I have rehearsal for the gala in the morning.” You blurted, smiling and keeping your eyes on Kaminari and Camie, rather than on Bakugou, whose eyes were burning holes into the side of your head. Clearly, he didn’t want your little conversation to be over just yet, but you needed it to be.

You quickly moved over and hooked arms with Kaminari, letting him drag you from the room towards the front door, thankful for him unknowingly saving you from blurting everything out to Bakugou. You could make some excuse up for your reaction later and figure out how to put on the face of the happy for him best friend again. For now, you needed to be alone, from everyone. After Kaminari and Todoroki showered you with compliments over the meal, they gave you an ample amount of hugs, taking turns. Camie than gave you a polite squeeze as well, her now trademark blush on her cheeks.

“Thank you for having us over. I hope we can hang out again sometime?” Her voice came out as a question rather than a statement and the shy smile on her features made you want to scream. She had no idea you were in love with her, possibly, soon to be fiance, and you could only hope she never found out.

“Definitely.” You said with a small nod, ignoring Bakugou’s stare as he moved forward and hugged you again. It felt different than the other’s hugs, almost desperate, his body heat spreading through your entire system and lighting your nerves on fire. The stinging in your eyes started rising tenfold.

“I’m gonna call you when I get home, okay?” His voice was quiet in your ear, but serious. One thing Bakugou was good at was not letting things go, and for once you were a bit unhappy about it. The last thing you needed was him asking you over and over again what was wrong. You made a mental note to shut your phone off as soon as they were gone. You could deal with him once your head was clear.

With a nod and a forceful pull of your body from his, Camie’s hand was in his, tugging him out the door. The boys shouted goodbyes with big waves as they marched out behind them, laughing amongst themselves. He glanced over his shoulder at you just as you moved to close the door, making your heart leap to your throat as he held the gaze for a second.

You immediately ripped your gaze away, pushing the door closed with a thud. The second the lock turned with a soft click, you felt your pain boiling over, your back hitting the wooden surface as your eyes filled with pointless tears. It felt like you’d been dropped in a pool of ice cold water and your body was seizing up. Every nerve in your body was working on overtime but somehow dull all at once.

It wasn’t like you thought you’d had much of a chance before, but now even the smallest hope of it happening had been snuffed out. The pictures of him on the walls were making you feel like you were being mocked and you wished you could throw them all out. The pleasant thoughts of your apartment you were having earlier were gone, filled with disdain for the memories now burning in your mind.

How could you have been so stupid? How could you have let yourself fall in love this deep for someone who would never feel that way for you?

A sharp laugh escaped you as your eyes fell shut and your head tilted back, slightly knocking off the door. The tears dripped off of your cheek and down onto your shirt, leaving tiny dark circles in the fabric, your bottom lip trembling as you tried to reign it in. This all was like the plot of one of those stupid romantic movies you hated so much and the irony wasn’t lost on you.

But if this was one of those movies than Bakugou would have come running back and confessed that he had always loved you. He’d have thrown his arms around you and kissed you til he couldn’t breathe and have whispered how he could never want anyone else.

But this wasn’t one of those movies, this was reality.

Bakugou wasn’t in love with you, he was in love with Camie. He was going to ask her to marry him and they were going to live happily ever after.

And you were always going to be the best friend.

Nothing more.

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vs-redemption · 4 years ago

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This was part 2 of request but for separate. I promised I’d throw in Bakugou so can we imagine our Firecracker x reader who’s quirk is like Wonder Woman??? (Don’t ask me why’ve I’ve been stuck on marvel/dc x mha lately! Lol)

~🐱❤️

From Cindy: Thank you for the request 🐱! I decided to stick with just wonder woman’s natural abilities. She’s already so powerful even without the whip and bracelets. When I was looking up her abilities I was shocked. I had no idea she was almost as powerful as Superman. Wow! I wouldn’t want to mess with her. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Wonder Duo (Bakugo x Fem!Reader with a Wonder Woman quirk)

It hadn’t even taken you a single month after getting your hero license to make it onto the international news for single handedly taking down some insanely strong villain along with their entire group of underlings. Even before you’d graduated from your high school hero course, agencies from around the globe had been clambering over each other to try and recruit you, willing to pay almost any price to have the peace of mind you’d bring knowing you’d protect them and their homeland. And with a quirk like yours, it was no surprise that you were in such high demand. Unparalleled strength, flight, and superhuman speed were just a few of the abilities you possessed that had caused fans to emerge from all walks of life to support you. Everyone seemed to eat up any scrap of media attention you appeared in hungrily, except for one particular guy named Katsuki Bakugo.

The hero known as Dynamight endured your existence with a growing resentment. Despite never having met you, he still hated the fact that you were hogging the spotlight. You were gaining popularity faster than what seemed possible, and soon enough you’d even overtaken his spot at the top of the Billboard charts too. Over the years, he’d accepted that he’d have to compete with his old classmates to be the number one hero in the country, but to him you were just some random extra that had come out of nowhere. To say that he was unhappy was an understatement.

“What do you mean she’s coming here?!” He had half a mind to blast his PR manager into next week for even suggesting to invite you to his agency. “I never consented to that! What the hell?!”

“A team up with her is going to give your own ratings a huge boost, sir.” The poor employee reasons. “The public loves her, and you’re one of the only pro heroes she’s even agreed to collaborate with. On top of that, it would be rude to retract our offer now.”

“I can boost my own ratings,” Bakugo growls as he stomps around the office, palms crackling with mini explosions. “It’s not like she knows this area anyway, so she’ll probably just get in my way!”

On the fated day of your introduction with Bakugo, the meeting did not go anything like either of you had planned. It was no secret that Bakugo was competitive, but the last thing you had expected the moment you saw him was for him to issue a challenge without so much as a ‘Hello.’ And the last thing he’d expected was for you to calmly accept without blinking an eye. He wasn’t stupid. He knew you’d be able to beat him in both speed and strength, but he couldn’t stop himself from at least trying. He had to know the difference in your abilities so he’d be able to find a way to reduce the gap somehow.

Nobody was going to try to stop either of you when you both were obviously hell bent on seeing how far you could push each other, and it would’ve blown their minds if they knew Bakugo had developed a little crush on you within the first couple hours of sparring. Sure, you were better than him at a lot of things, but not all. Not everything could be accomplished with brute force, and Bakugo was a quick strategist, He was already thinking of ways to capitalize on your strong points and work them into his own fighting style. He was surprised when you asked him for any advice or tips he might have after you’d sufficiently worn each other out, and it made him like you even more that you respected his opinion despite the obvious advantages you had over him.

“So, how long are you staying?” He asks you at the end of the day, hoping it wasn’t obvious that he was already calculating you into his future plans.

It only took a few simple patrols for you both to put complete trust in one another. Bakugo never doubted that you’d have his back, even if he rushed into a situation without giving you any sort of warning. And you were the opposite, remembering to hold yourself back just in case Bakugo had noticed or thought of something you hadn’t. By the end of your time at his agency, the crime rate in the city and surrounding areas had decreased drastically. Nobody wanted to risk having to deal with the two of you.

“Go kick some ass!” Bakugo grins at you when it’s time for you to leave. “And you better not make me wait too long before coming back.” He hated to let you go, but there were other places that desperately needed you. And while he used to complain every time your face popped up on the TV or in a magazine, now he just bragged about how many kilometers per hour you could fly or how he’d seen you lift a 60,000 pound semi-truck over your head with one hand. In interviews, you both had nothing but positive things to say about each other and the admiration between the two of you was obvious.

Whenever possible, you both met up to spar again to make sure the other person hadn’t been slacking off with their training. Bakugo loved how you kept him motivated and pushed him to improve, and you loved the challenge of trying to figure out what tricks he had up his sleeve and attempting to outsmart him. Neither of you could deny the intense chemistry you had and soon Bakugo was asking you to be his. He had never dreamed he’d end up with someone stronger than him, but he still considered himself the winner just by being the one to have you at his side. You, on the other hand, were just happy to have found a partner that wasn’t intimidated by your power and that treated you like an equal. Once the news of your relationship got out, you both went from being the top two heroes in the nation to the number one power couple in the world practically overnight.

#Katsuki Bakugo x Reader #Bakugo x Reader #Bnha x reader #mha x reader #Katsuki Bakugo #bnha #mha #Cindy's Writing #🐱 anon

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bakugoukatsukiswife · 5 years ago

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Happy Birthday, Katsuki

A/N: Hi all! So.. I used to be bakugou-katsukisgf, but I needed a fresh start. I made a new blog! I was overwhelmed with a lot of things and thought that deleting my blog would be the best thing, but I realized how much I missed writing. I changed my name to bakugoukatsukiswife because I’m now Bakugou’s wife, it’s decided. It’s Bakugou’s birthday today and what better way to spend it then a fic about him?

Warnings: drug use of mary jane (its 4/20, blaze it), cursing, sex. 18+

“Oi, don’t fucking hog the thing to yourself, dunceface.” Your boyfriend, Katsuki said as he swiped the bong that Denki had been taking hits from for a few minutes now. “No wonder you’re so dumb.” He teased with a smirk as he grabbed a lighter from you, his fingers brushing against yours as he lit it up to the bowl before wrapping his lips around the bong, inhaling deeply.

“How you feeling, man?” Kirishima asked, his eyes slightly glazed as he checked on Denki who was giving his signature thumbs up as he laughed. Kirishima and Sero looked at each other before busting out laughing at how out of it Denki was. You giggled as you settled into Bakugou’s side, the drugs in your system causing you to relax even more.

“Bakugou! Are you having a good birthday, dude?” Sero asked as he moved some of his raven hair from his face, eyes slightly red as Bakugou released the smoke from his lungs. Having an explosion quirk meant that Bakugou’s lungs were used to smoke so he could handle his hits longer than the others, even you.

“Of fucking course I am,” Bakugou said proudly as he placed the bong on the table before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you even closer to him. Although you were calm from the weed, Bakugou’s arms around you and the way his face nuzzled against yours made your heart start to race. You heard teasing from the boys but Bakugou just flipped them off as he muttered a “fuck you��. Bakugou turned into a big needy baby when he got high, but it isn’t like you minded. You adored the attention that he would give you always, high or not.

Although, sometimes he could get more handsy when he was high. Not that you minded it, but you guys weren’t exactly alone at the moment. His hands gripped at your hips, causing a sharp inhale when his fingers brushed against the waistband of your jeans as your tank top rode up slightly.

“I need you, (Y/N).” Bakugou whispered in your ear, causing a heat to pool in your belly as his lips brushed against your ear. Suddenly, he turned to look at the others with a slight snarl on his face. “Oi, I’m getting sleepy. I also want some alone time with my girl.” Bakugou said to the others with a smirk on his face, causing your face to heat up.

“That’s our cue to leave,” Mina said as she grabbed Sero and Kirishima by the ear before pulling them up with a smile on her face. She motioned for Sero to grab Denki’s arm and they all left quickly, Kirishima calling out for Bakugou to enjoy the birthday sex before the door shut as another flush came over your cheeks. You yelped as Bakugou grabbed at your hips again, pushing you back down against the bed as his teeth found your neck; biting softly causing a moan to escape from your mouth.

“God, you’re so cute,” He muttered against your skin, tongue coming out to lick at the flesh as his hands fumbled with the button on your jeans. “You’re the best present I could have ever asked for, baby.” Bakugou whispered with a smile, causing your heart to skip a beat. He successfully removed your jeans, his hand going to your now wet center as his fingers toyed with the lace underwear you had on.

“Katsuki…” you whimpered out, biting your lip when his finger brushed against your clothed slit. As much as you enjoyed when Bakugou took control, this was his birthday and you just wanted to take care of him for once. He rarely let you take control, but he didn’t protest much when your hands went to his chest as you rolled over to get on top of him, his cock hard against your thigh. His slightly glazed eyes looked up at you, a smirk on his face as his hand trailed up your body towards your hair.

“Oh? Are you going to take control now?” He teased, his other hand going to tighten against your waist as he prepared to flip you back over. He stopped when you shook your head, leaning down to slightly brush your lips against his.

“Let me take care of you, Katsuki. It’s your birthday after all,” you reasoned as you undid the button on his pants, pulling both his jeans and underwear down to allow his cock to spring free. Your mouth watered at the sight of it. You moved lower, your face now level with his dick that was leaking precum already and you smirked before wrapping your lips around his member. Bakugou hissed as his head fell back against the pillows, his hand automatically going to grip at your hair as you bobbed your head.

“Fuck, princess. You really know how to use that mouth of yours, hmm?” Bakugou groaned as your other hand went to fondle his balls, your spit now sliding past your lips to coat his cock. You swirl your tongue around the tip, moaning when Bakugou’s hand in your hair tightens as he lets out a curse. You start to move your head faster, inhaling air through your nose as Bakugou starts to move his hips against your face; tears now spill down your cheeks as you take him as far as you can.

“Shit baby, I’m about to-.” he starts, growling when you suddenly hault your movements, causing the orgasm that was rapidly approaching Bakugou to stop. You pull your face away from his now throbbing member before pulling your panties down, tossing them to the floor as you hover yourself above Bakugou’s cock. He catches the smirk on your face and his red eyes roll. “Don’t be a fucking tease, bab-.” He starts but a moan escapes his mouth as you sink yourself down onto his dick.

His hands automatically grab at your hips, fingers digging into the skin as you start to move back and forth. You soon discard your tank top, breasts now free and bouncing as you ride Bakugou’s dick and a moan escapes your mouth as he leans up to take one of your now pebbled nipples into his mouth, tongue swirling around the bud.

“Katsuki, your cock feels so good,” you moan as you take him deeper, feeling as he stretches you even further. His other hand that isn’t holding you steady tangles in your hair and he pulls, causing a whimper to escape your mouth. His hips meet yours as he thrusts into you, a groan escaping his mouth as he releases himself from your nipple with a ‘pop’, his lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with yours. Your eyes squeeze shut even tighter as you feel your orgasm wash over you in waves, the drug in your system making it even more intense as your walls start milking Katsuki for all he has. He lets out a guttural groan as his hot cum spills out into you, seeping out onto the sheets as he pulls you close to him, falling back against the mattress as he holds you tight to him.

“Happy birthday, baby.” You say as you look down at him, brushing your lips against his as they form a smile.

“Best birthday ever,” He says as he kisses your nose.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou #bakugo x reader #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #happy birthday bakugo #happy birthday bakugou #mha smut #bnha smut #bakugou katsuki smut #kirishima eijirou #denki kaminari #sero hanta #bakugou smut

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broken-heroes-and-potatoes · 5 years ago

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Could you do romantic headcanon two with Bakugou and Kirishima for the event? I WOULD DIE FOR THIS 😋😋😋

Oh Yas! Thanks!

Poly - Katsuki Bakugo & Eijiro Kirishima

- Who hogs the duvet

You! Bakugo has naturally a high body temperature so he doesn’t mind sleeping uncovered, while Kirishima always has half of his body out of the blanket. Plus, if you’re all sleeping in the same bed, there’re high chances that you’ll sleep in the middle, Kirishima wants to sleep against the wall and Bakugo is the first one to wake up so he takes the other side.

- Who texts/rings to check how their day is going

Kirishima or if I can, Kirishimama would always check on the both of you to see if you’re doing okay, if you’re not too exhausted, to know when you’ll be home or just to chit-chat about silly things

- Who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts

You’re the one out of the three to have the best ideas when it comes to gifts, because you know how to listen and remember little details of what they like. You have to tell Kirishima straight away what you want or the poor baby will be totally lost. On the other hand, he always has lot of little thoughts (like, thinking to buy your favorite snacks) as for Bakugo, he goals each time, on point, but he’s not really surprising.

- Who gets up first in the morning

Bakugo without a doubt. He gets up at dawn and rarely sleeps after 9a.m during days off/weekends. He’s also really grumpy when you and Kirishima are still in bed when he’s back from his jogging, he’ll make a lot of noise ‘inadvertently’ which will cause both of you to woke up.

- Who suggests new things in bed

Kirishima, always want to try new positions and experiment less conventional things, also, he’ll be the one to bring the idea of possible toys. While Bakugo is passionate and it’s a pure demonstration of love articulated like a duel in bed, he’s not the kinkiest and tends to follow his instinct and take the things as come during the act

- Who cries at movies

You, Kirishima will console you and hide his own tears in your hair while Bakugo roll his eyes.

- Who gives unprompted massages

Kirishima and Bakugo equally. Kirishima would do it in order to slip into your panties, Bakugo would do it when he sees you sore after a hard day or after trainning.

- Who fusses over the other when they’re sick

Dear Lord. Bakugo. He’s a freaking unbearable child when he’s sick, and when he has a stuffy nose, oh boi, he’s the worst. He grumbles, sighs, turns and tosses, criticizes your soup, he doesn’t want anyone to sleep in the same bed as him, screams that he’s okay and doesn’t need to be pampered but whine if you leave the room before he falls asleep.

- Who gets jealous easiest

Both of them equally, but they don’t show it the same way. Bakugo would be either competitive or pouty and deny it if it’s pointed out, while Kirishima would talk about it to get ride of the bad feeling or he would feel a bit insecure depending on the situation, anyways, you’ll have to show them a bit of reassurance

- Who has the most embarrassing taste in music

It has to be you, because both of them has pretty good tastes in music with different registers. Bakugo goes with a lot of thing, he isn’t picky and listen to a lot of different styles, but he gets some good rap preferences from time to time, while Kirishima tends to Metal and ol’ classics rock.

- Who collects something unusual

Kirishima, dinosaurs fossils (fight me on this.)

- Who takes the longest to get ready

It has to be you once more, because Kirishima doesn’t even look at what he picks in his drawers and he just needs some time to tame his hair, while Bakugo always plans his things ahead the day before, takes a 5 minutes shower and doesn’t comb his hair

- Who is the most tidy and organised

Bakugo, as said right here, is really tidy and organised, contrary to Kirishima who’s a disaster, by the way, he would probably spend his time screaming on both of you because of how messy you’re for his taste.. but he’ll always fix things and pick up behind you

- Who gets most excited about the holidays

Kirishima and you. Don’t get me wrong, Bakugo loves holidays too, but he’s less expressive. Kirishima would have the Christmas tree done before the end of November and start to think about his Halloween costume in March.

- Who is the big spoon/little spoon

Outch. Tough question, because both of the guy tend to be big spoons, so either Bakugo or Kirishima takes the advantage to spoon you, they don’t argue about it, things happen naturally while one cages you in his arms, the other is just sprawled on his back or isn’t sleeping in the bed. Accept your fate, you’ll be the little spoon for the rest of your life.

- Who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

Bakugo. Clearly. But Kirishima will still fight with all his strenght and won’t let anyone win on purpose. Bakugo won’t go easy, it’s even the opposite, and if you’re beating him at Mario Kart, he’ll make you play, FOR HOURS, if you keep winning, you’ll have to let him win or you will never let you go to bed...Ever.

- Who starts the most arguments

Really? Do I really need to answer?

- Who suggests that they buy a pet

You're be the one and as Kirishima gets overly excited about it, Bakugo would scream and enumerate why you shouldn’t take a pet. From the «We don’t have time to take care of it and it’ll stay home alone all day» to «No fucking way it’s going to put hairs on all of my black shirts» He’ll love whatever you chose in the end.

- What couple traditions they have

Friday movie nights – Bakugo makes breakfast for everyone after his jogging – Napping time with Kirishima after hard trainnings – Ice cream van every single sunday.

- What tv shows they watch together

It’s pretty hard to get everyone to agree, so you’ll often make the referee betwen them by taking the remote.. it’ll often end with fantastic or sf series (Titans, Umbrella Academy, Stranger things, Dr Who.. for example)

- What other couple they hang out with

Probably with the Bakusquad ones

- How they spend time together as a couple

During end of high school/Uni, you still gather to have some time together, between classes, during weekend and holidays. So trainnings, friday movie nights, ice cream on sundays, beach walks and hiking for some fresh air!

It’s hard to share time the three of you all together after when you enter differents agencies, you don’t have the same schedules, at least one of you will have to work in another city so it’s sometimes complicated to regroup each other. You always try to have at least one night off together per week and share all of your meals with at least one of the other.

- Who made the first move

The poly couple would probably begin between Kirishima and you, he’s the one who made the first move and ask you on a date, but his hopes wasn’t high to be honest, he was even surprised when you said yes, but the happiest man on the world.

No one was aware of Bakugo’s feelings for you at this time, he took some distances from both of you at first, when things didn’t got better and you were all suffering from the situation, it was your turn to confront him about it. After a heated debate where he would blurt out his feelings, you shut his mouth by kissing him and… things went on..

- Who brings flowers home

Kirishima, wild ones, picked up by him, one of the little cute attentions he has.

- Who is the best cook

Bakugo is really really good at cooking, but, apart from that, he grumbles if you bring too much take-out and everytime one of you burn something so.. he doesn’t really leave a choice here.

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desperatelittledemon · 5 years ago

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anyone looking for some pointless bnha, dr.stone and soul eater headcanons? No? Good bad

Bakugou Katsuki, Ishigami Senku and Soul ‘Eater’ Evans w/ a super smart s/o

Bakugou:

- really glad that he doesn’t have to tutor your ass

- might get a liiiiiiiiittle salty if you get bigger marks than him

- and he’d rather tear th me skin form his back with his own pulled out teeth than ask you for help with a topic he doesn’t quite get yet

- still he’s secretly really proud of you and your smarts and can’t wait to see you put those skills to work during training

- “that’s not a bad plan but make sure you stay behind me egghead, we can’t let a simple extra like you hog the limelight now can we?”

Senku:

- this boy has almost no interest in any kind of romantic relationships so consider yourself lucky

- he’ll definitely use your smarts to help build his kingdom of science

- in a stone world you need all the smarts you can

- obviously you aren’t as smart as him by heel still encourage you

- every time you get a science question right or make something amazing he’ll praise you but in a way so that it’s subtle

- “kukuku, with two geniuses, this kingdom of science is guaranteed to rule the world”

Soul ‘Eater’ Evans:

- oh lord this boy

- he kinda stupid so you let gonna have your work cut out for you

- he’ll be a little insensitive about it but give I’m some time

- he’ll pay attention you every last word, whether you’re just spotlitimg little fun facts or answering a teachers impossible question during class

- he’ll even try to learn some of his own facts to impress you

- “oi s/o did you know that an axolotl can regrow any part of its body? Pretty cool right?”

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requests are: open!

my rules: https://desperatelittledemon.tumblr.com/post/188638803618/updated-rules

i am open to: bnha, demon slayer/kny, dr. stone and soul eater (cause it’s fandom is dead as fuck and i plan to bring it back) !

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #senku ishigami #ishigami senku #senku x reader #senku ishigami x reader #ishigami senku x reader #dr stone x reader #bnha x reader #soul eater x reader #soul eater evans x reader

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faketextsfromlastmight · 6 years ago

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Bakugou Katsuki : I was at this party the other night, and it was going fine, until that freaking DEKU had to hog aaaaall the attention, as always, and make it all about himself.

Kirishima Eijirou : That was his birthday party.

#mha #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #bnha izuku #bnha midoriya #kirishima eijirou #eijirou kirishima #bnha eijirou #bnha kirishima #katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugou #bnha katsuki #kiribaku

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nightowlfandom · 5 years ago

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Katsuki Bakugou- Cruel Prankster (Part 2) FLUFF AS FUCK

REQUEST FROM PROMPT LIST- RIGHT HERE!

This is dedicated to a special reader who has informed me that if this doesn’t get a part two, they’d be very sad and I can’t have any sad people on my watch, it’s just not right, SOOOOOOOO HERE WE ARE You know who you are and this is for you!

I wasn’t planning a part 2 but I did this last minute especially for you reader person!

Also if you’ve requested, and haven’t seen it up yet. It’s still in my drafts, and I’ll get to it, I swear! Are you really for the cutest, most fluffy, most heart vomit filled imagine you have ever read! ARE YOU!?!?!?

READ PART 1 HERE!!

Leggo!

...

You walked through the halls, clutching your books to your chest. No one had really gotten over that incident and it was still the talk of the student body. People had noticed how you weren’t as cheery or bubbly. You were just kind of there, you smiled politely when people would say hi to you, but that was it.

“Hi Y/N!” Izuku smiled in your direction.

“Hi Izuku.” you smiled politely, continuing to walk down the hall. You had just wanted to get to the library. You didn’t really want to be bothered. You couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss with Bakugou and why he had done it. You could still hear his voice in your head too. You were sort of distraught in a way too.

First he drenches you in who knows what, then he brings you a lunch box and then claims to not care, but then says your quirk would suffer as if he did care, then the fool kisses you.

“Why are boys so stupid.” you huffed, walking into the library. You found yourself a nice little corner. You had gotten a pass to get out of classes today in preparation for an exam you had, which meant you had the entire library to yourself all day. (idk if it works that way but just pretend peeps)

You sat down with your books and opened them all, preparing to submerge yourself in your studies. It was a good thing too, this meant you could also avoid Bakugou with ease.

Meanwhile...

“Where’s Y/N?” Momo whispered to the group of girls she was sitting with.

“I heard she got out of classes today to go to the library and study for a huge exam.” Mina replied. “She’ll be out of class for the day.”

“This means must a lot to her. I asked her if she wanted to eat lunch with me today and she told me-...do you mind?” Uraraka raised an eyebrow at Bakugou who seemed to be listening a bit too hard.

“What did she say to you?” Bakugou demanded an answer.

“She said she’d see if she could make it, but she didn’t want to bump into a certain someone on the way.” she scoffed in reply. “She would like to keep her focus without another incident.”

Bakugou scoffed, people were still talking about this! He had made another lunch box for you, but knowing the type of person you were, you’d probably hide.

Bakugou racked his brain, why did he kiss you! You of all people! He questioned why he even made that stupid lunch box in the first place. If you weren’t such a brat, none of this would happen! ARGH!

...

It was lunch time and you had decided to take Uraraka up on her invitation to have lunch with her. Of course you didn’t pack your own lunch, so just sitting to have a nice chat would do. You waved over, grabbing her attention.

“Hey Y/N!!” your friend waved you over. “I’m glad you made it. We saved you a seat!” The other girls at the table waved, obviously glad to see you.

You smiled your usual big smile and began walking over to them, only to feel something grab your hand and pull you to another table. You were surprised to see it was Bakugou pulling you along.

“Hey! Woah!” you whined, watching as everyone stared in confusion. You were sat down on one of the benches and a lunch box was set down in front of you. Bakugou sat across from you without another word.

“Eat.” he said, making you raise a brow.

“Any reason why you’re pulling me away from my friends?”

“OH SO I’M NOT A FRIEND?!”

“I don’t know.” you replied flatly, pushing the lunchbox back towards him. “I don’t know if you know this but we aren’t exactly great pals.”

“Stop being difficult! I know you didn’t eat all day, stupid.” he pushed the box back towards you. “So not only is your stupid quirk gonna suffer but you’re also gonna fail that exam!”

“How did you know about my exam?” you asked. “I didn’t tell you that.”

“Nevermind how I know. I’m not letting you leave until you eat every last bit!” he pointed accusingly. “Stop neglecting your health stupid!”

“If it will get you off my back.” you sighed, opening the box. You were welcomed by all kinds of good smells. Bakugou watched intently as you begrudgingly picked up the pair of chopsticks and picked at the first thing you saw.

“I’ll be right back.” he said quickly, getting up. He soon came back with a bottle of fruit juice, which weirdly happened to be your favorite. “Here, it’ll help you focus more.” he mumbled as he got out his own lunch...which looked burnt to a crisp.

“You aren’t eating that, are you?” you raised an eyebrow. It looks like you cooked that in a volcano.

“Hey! The burn makes it healthier!” he said defensively. He grabbed what you thought was an...egg? Maybe a pickled cucumber? Whatever it was he ate it, and obvious tried not to act disgusted. “See! Delicious!”

“Or deadlier.” you mumbled, pushing the lunchbox towards him. “Here, take some of mine.”

“What?! N-no, stupid!” he retorted. “I made it for you!”

“Yeah, you also made way too much, there’s no way I can finish this alone.” you rolled your eyes. “Plus I saw your face scrunch up when you opened that box.” you laughed.

“s-shut up! T-thanks...I guess.” he mumbled, before digging his own chopsticks into your lunch box. He picked up a rice ball. You smiled in victory picking up your own rice ball. You took note of the cute little face on it.

Bakugou knew you had a thing for drawing cute faces on everything you owned, while it was very stupid and childish and a total waste of his time, he kinda wanted to make you you appreciated the lunch he made, so he took the extra time to match it to your personality.

“They’re sharing her lunch! That is so cute!”

“Are they together?”

“Bakugou and Y/N, talk about polar opposites.”

“Didn’t he pull that really mean prank on her, why are they sitting together?”

“I heard Bakugou likes Y/N.”

“Ooh mine!” you picked up a piece of carrot before Bakugou could reach for it.

“Hey! I was gonna get that!” Bakugou whined.

“Snooze you lose, time bomb.” you stuck your tongue out. You didn’t see it, but Bakugou shook his head, quietly laughing at you...in his head of course because why would he smile in front of you. “My carrot.” you mumbled.

“...So how are your studies.”

“...Fine.” you replied, looking up. “I’m nervous...about this exam.”

“I’m sure you’ll pass, your one of the smartest.” Bakugou said casually. “Stop doubting yourself, stupid!” he said a little too fast, as if he had to remember to say that.

“T-thanks Bakugou.” you replied. He had never sounded so nice before, you weren’t sure what it was but it felt...more important hearing it from him.

“Don’t even think about touch that omelette roll.” you warned as Bakugou reached his chopsticks for the last thing in the lunch box, other than the bed of lettuce.

“You already had one!” he shot back. “So it’s mine.”

“Nonono because you hogged most of the seaweed and ate both of the octopus-hotdog...things” you trailed off, sounding silly. “This is mine sir!” you pointed at him. “I will fight you for that omelette” You challenged.

“Fine! But next time you’re bringing lunch. I’m tired of cooking for you.”

Okay he was lying, he actually didn’t hate seeing you enjoy something he made, it kinda made him wanna make more things for you. Only out of pity because seeing you in a bad mood made everyone sad...yeah that’s it.

Instead of retorting with a smart ass remark...you giggled. “Sounds like a plan.” you gave a thumbs up, skipping off. “I’ll make sure to make it super tasty.”

“You’d better!” he mumbled.

You smiled in victory as you stood up.

“Wait!” Bakugou stood up after you and approached you. He tilted your face up and leaned down towards you. He quickly leaned you and gave you a super quick peck. “I-I’ll see you around....THIS DOESN’T MAKE US FRIENDS, GOT IT?!”

“Y-yeah...totally.” you nodded, reaching your fingertips to touch your lips.

...

“BAKUGOU!” You bolted down the hall. You needed to tell someone the good news, anyone! Knowing your luck, it would be the last person you’d expect to bump into, which turned into the first as of late.

“Argh what do you want stupid!? You’re pounding my ear drums!”

“I PASSED!” You began jumping up and down. “I passed my exam!”

“I don’t know why you’re so happy, I told you that you would!” he barked back. “Stupid...” he rolled his eyes. He wouldn’t admit it, but it was kind of cute seeing you get all giddy.

“I know but-”

“But nothing! I said you were one of the smartest in the entire class stupid!” he rolled his eyes. “Why are you so annoying....congratulations I guess.” he mumbled.

“Oh yeah, and as promised!” you announced. “TA-DA!” You held up the lunch box you had promised you’d made. “That lunch I promised!” You held out the box towards him.

“Oh, so you finally hold up your end of the deal!” he rolled his eyes. “Come on.” he held out his hand.

“...What??” you raised an eyebrow, staring at his had as if you’ve never seen a hand in your life.

“What does it look like!? We’re eating together! ...Now shut up and take my hand” Bakugou rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand, practically dragging you through the halls. You followed him as Bakugou’s hand tightened around yours.

“Are Bakugou and Y/N together?”

“They have to be!”

“She could do so much better!”

“Are you kidding, Bakugou’s threatened any guy who walked towards Y/N since she transferred here.”

Everyone watched and you gave Bakugou a pair of chopsticks and how he rolled his eyes but took them anyways. It made them wonder how you were able to forgive him to quickly or how he was able to put aside that weird short-lived hatred for you that no one understood why he had in the first place.

“Do you think they like eachother?”

“No way.”

“ARGH! you idiot!” Bakugou yelled.

“See, he’s gonna-”

“Why are you so messy!” he sighed, grabbing a napkin and wiping the side of your mouth. “Geez, you’d think to be so graceful you’d at least have table manners!”

“Sorry.” you felt your face heat up as Bakugou wiped the side of your mouth.

Definitely, he definitely liked you.

(PART 2, DUNZO!! I HOPE THIS MADE YOUR DAY KIND REQUEST PERSON! I HOPE YOU AREN’T SAD ANYMORE BECAUSE I DID THIS JUST FOR YOU!!

Okay what do you BNHA lovers want more, confessing to Todoroki, being the new kid in class, or Izuku confessing to you, I have no idea,

I just don’t want my entire blog to be kpop stuff so even if you don’t like BNHA, I write for a lot of other animes too so just let me know [extra points if its Fairytail, Diabolik Lovers, Attack On Titan, or Naruto because Kakashi can have some of this...ya dig? Older men in anime bring out my inner hoe, I am so sorry about but not really)

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