#Bakugo and Kirishima; maybe?

[saturnsorbits]

… In a fuck or die kinda mood, maybe I should write some 👀

[olldolldraws]

there’s just something about krbk parenting

Bonus (ft. godfather/uncle deku and shouto):

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[cashmoneyyysstuff]

m'starting to get my groove back no emperor so here's a lil valentines day piece i wrote, hope yall enjoy ♡ ! ( a lil bit more love for the hopeless romantic singles like me, ppl in a relationship yall can get that from your s/o's..still love yall tho ♡)

fem reader, katsuki is a nervous lil thing, his friends don't help( they do end up helping him out tho), just pure fluffyness, bksquad boys are sassy towards each other but all in good fun, bkg is a softie, kirimina kinda hinted but eiji shuts it down take it how u wanna, food n takeout mentions,dude talk written by a girl trying her best, kirishima's sheets smell bad lemme know if i missed sum else ♡ !! (no friends to lovers mentioned in this one btw..starting to feel myself goin thru withdrawal already..), not rlly reader oriented like usual but i thought this was cute lol i like the idea of katsuki caring about us so much he goes out his way to ask for help from others (despite hating doing so)teehee (also i like the idea of these silly guys interacting and i like hc-ing them okay okay i'll stop rambling okay-)

the last thing kirishima expected at 9.34 pm was someone basically busting down his door with how hard they were knocking on it.

eijirou opens the door urgently and is even more suprised to see his foul mouthed best friend on the other side of the door.

"woah, bakugou, man !" he exclaims seeing the state his friend was in. his eyes looked droopy and his clothes were wrinkled up like he had done a lot of moving around. usually, he would've assumed his friend had just awoken from a good nap, but his restless expression said otherwise. "what happened to you ? you look—"

" 'm fine." bakugou gruffs hoarsely, taking a deep breath at his friends widened eyes, softening up his demeanor just slightly " i'm good," he rephrased "just—you gonna let me in or what ?"

eijirou sputters out an "of course, of course" only for his friend let himself in before he could even move aside. though he immediately freezes when he sees-

"woah, kacchan's gone nutso ! " denki exclaims, face turning red from laying upside down on kirishima's bean bag for way too long.

"and he's up past 8 ? must be the apocalypse or somethin' " sero chuckles from his place on the floor near the dresser.

bakugou groans has he flops onto eijirou’s bed "of course you losers are here" his complaint is muffled against the pillows, but not muffled enough to where the rest of the boys can't hear.

"hey ! we were here before you ! 'f anythin', you're the one intruding—!" denki gulps, eyebrows furrowed. he quickly spins around to lay right when he feels the blood rushing to his head, taking a deep breath afterwards. sero chuckles and bakugou deadpans at kaminari for a good fourty seconds before slamming his head back down and groans even louder.

kirishima decides he's at a safe enough distance to sit down on his own bed, without making any sudden moves so as not to anger the beast that is an angry, sleepy bakugou. he places a hand near his friends leg, where he deems he's at safe to ask "what's up man ? you're usually in bed by this time.." he hears sero make a noise in agreement.

"yeah, or he's havin' kissy-kissy time with his giiiirrrlffrrieeeend.." kaminari sings, kicking his feet in the air jokingly. bakugou, to everyones suprise, flinches at the mention of you, then slams his head against kirishima's pillow harder and groaning even louder.

all three friends share a curious-somewhat worried look. kirishima nudges his head in bakugou's direction, silently begging his friends to say something. said friends adamantly shake their heads, as if synchronized, making a cross motion with their arms. kirishima sighs to himself, some friends.

yet again, he is the first one to speak up " did..did something happen between you two, didja fight or something ?" he asks carefully, his entire body is strained and the air in the room is so heavy, everybody present ready to get a big portion of the great lord explodo-bomberkill's anger.

only to be met with bakugou turning around to lay on his back eyebrows strained slightly and eyes absent, thinking about something they don't know "what ? course we didn't fuckin fight, idiot." he answers simply.

the three friends all let out an obnoxious sigh of relief, to katsuki's slight confusion.

"hoo, okay." kirishima answered relieved. he knows you and bakugou don't fight very much (which he thinks is super manly) but he knows that when it happens bakugou get's extremely—EXTREMELY—irritable, so it's best to stay away from him while he has his heart broken for a little bit, unless he reaches out by himself, but that only happens when he feels really bad and came to ask for advice on how to get his boyfriend priviledges back. "soo.." eijirou sings "what happened then ?"

bakugou's face hardens and the group stiffens again, preparing for a latent explosion--perhaps the volcano was still dormant and was about to be set off. the three boys hold their breaths.

bakugou takes a deep breath, a sour expression on his face.

3..

bakugou huffs out a sigh.

2...

he opens his mouth to speak and—his cheeks are turning pink ?

"valentine's day's after tomorrow and i don't know what the fuck to get her."

the three boys slump over and kaminari does so so hard his face bangs against the floor. kirishima feels like he's in a sitcom or some gag anime.

" that's it ?" sero chuckles to himself "what ? you're worried for valentine's day ?" sero mocks, gladly taking the opportunity to mess with the blond "that shit's easy man." he cackles, leaning against the dresser more comfortably.

"yeah dude, all you gotta do is get her some chocolates and like—a teddy bear or somethin' girls love that typa stuff !" kaminari piped up, having lifted his head up from the floor. sero nods and bakugou lifts himself up to scoff at them. it feels like it comes from the deepest depth of his very being and kirishima feels a little hurt, despite not being the target of the attack.

"this is why you losers don't have girlfriends yourselves, so i don't wanna hear anythin' from you." kaminari chokes out an "ouch, dude !" " sides, i'm not just gonna settle for that boring ass shit for my girl. no chance in hell." bakugou concludes gruffly.

"yeah, yeah we get it you're the perfect boyfriend" sero quips bitterly, rolling his eyes. " why'd you come here to ask us if, according to you, we get none ?" he questioned raising an eyebrow.

"i came here for shitty hair, not you bastards." the blond spits, rolling his eyes as well before turning to kirishima, who jumps a little at his friends slightly desperate eyes on him.

"woah, i don't have—what makes you think i would be any help ?" the redhead splutters, waving his hands around.

"don't you have something goin' on with alien chick ?"

"what ?! no dude, we're just friends !"

at that, bakugou's eyes widen the slightest bit before he groans for what feels like the 5Oth time tonight, and flops back onto the bed dramatically, turning his head away from his friend " your fuckin' useless too, then." his friend grumbles angrily.

"hey !" kirishima exclaims "mean ! i help you with your girlfriend troubles all the time without having one !"

bakugou turns to face his friend again with narrowed eyes, before exhaling a frustrated sigh and lifting himself up again, eyebrows furrowed. "your sheets smell like ass by the way." he chides, nose scrunched slightly.

"h-hey !" kirishima reiterates " i was gonna wash 'em !"

bakugou gives him an incredulous look, before shaking his head, sighing.

"well look, how about you just get her something you know she likes, isn't that good enough ?" sero offers, shrugging to himself.

"ou ! i saw a guy on tiktok ask his girlfriend out with wingstop, you could like-" kaminari, despite getting lightheaded before has apparently not learned his lesson as he flips around on his back again "—ask her to be your valentines with some fast food chain she likes, and those cute pink heart balloons they sell at the mall, y'know !"

the boys all hum at kaminari's suprisingly helpful idea. kirishima doesn't wanna say it out loud but he really hadn't expected such a cute idea from his electric friend.

"y'know, i was gonna say you were just hungry with the wingstop thing, but that's actually not a bad idea kaminari." sero hums absentmindedly with an impressed expression on his face. kirishima sweatdrops at his lack of tact but isn't really suprised.

"fuck you, man ! you guys never trust me with this stuff." kaminari whines mostly to himself. "yer track record isn't really the best when it comes to scoring girls, is it ?" sero retorts.

kirishima shakes his head seeing his friends start to bicker. he decides to ignore them and turn to his spiky haired friend, who seems deep in thought "well, what about it ? that sound like a good idea ?" he asks.

"s'not half bad.." his friend mutters in response " it's a good start, i guess."i if he notices how kaminari presses a hand to his chest with a heartfelt look on his face, he doesn't comment on it.

"oh, maybe try the take-out and a movie, i'm assuming you're not trynna have a whole celebration, yeah ?" bakugou grunts in response, his nose scrunches as he cringes thinking about the idea. he shakes his head "no, want it to be..about just the two of us, y'know ?" he utters honestly, in a way that sounds way too out of character from him.

a symphony of awwwss resonates around the room and katsuki feels his cheeks heat up hard as he harshly tells his friends to shut up.

" but seriously i'm curious, you guys are already together right ? why would you need to ask her to be your valentine anyway—shouldn’t that be a given ? " sero wonders.

"i don’t fuckin know, my old hag says it’s about the principal or some shit like that." bakugou sighs, flopping back onto the bed and throwing an arm up over his eyes, it seemed like being up so late was affecting him.

"no way dude, you called your mom ?" kaminari asks, jaw practically reaching the floor (or the ceiling..?) in shock. bakugou flushes and splutters as he hears his friends reaction to this apparently shocking news.

“shut up.” he growls “she says it’s important to show i care.. my old man does it an' they're still together right now so he must be doin' something right.

"woah man.." kirishima uttered in awe " you're goin so far to make your girlfriend happy.." he clenches his fist "s-so manly !" bakugou simply grumbles to himself in response.

"honestly..i didn't expect that from you..like at all."

"fuck off !"

"like genuinely, at all. or maybe like, 0.00003 percent cha-"

" i'll fuckin' kill you tape arms !" bakugou barked, small sparks shooting out of his palms as he kneeled at the foot of kirishima's bed in pursuit of the black haired boy. kirishima swiftly swoops in and grabs his friends arm, quickly putting his finger over his mouth

"shhhh, man !" kirishima shushes. " if we're loud, class rep's gonna hear us !" he hisses.

"or worse, mr. aizawa..." kaminari whimpered.

all four boys share a shiver.

afterwards, bakugou sighs, acting as if him almost literally blowing up at his friend a minute ago hadn't happened and gets up to sit on the side of the bed.

"well whatever, i'm satisfied." he says, a little yawn leaving him "my folks gave me some ideas so i'll use those too." his eyes zip around the room and back to the floor, then he closes his eyes and speaks so quietly kirishima barely catches it

"you guys' idea isn't horrible either so i'll keep it in mind..thanks." he utters a quick " 'r whatever." before suddenly getting up and practically sprinting to the door.

it's quiet in the room as everyone sits stunned and kirishima is the first to speak again "o-oh yeah, no problem man, anytime !" he beamed, though still slightly shocked.

"yeah, no problem..!" kaminari can't seemed to decide if he wants to smile or be stunned. his mouth stuck in an awkward half-smile-half- '°O°-' face.

" course." sero raises a thumbs up and a small smile.

bakugou grunts to himself, graces his friends with a simple "night." then pulling the door open quietly, looking around the hallway quickly before swiftly creeping out the room, closing the door behind him. the boys quickly reciprocate the goodnight quietly before he can fully close it. he stutters at the door for a second longer and kirishima knows he heard them then, so he's satisfied.

it's quiet in the room for about 5 seconds after bakugou's left.

"dude, for some reason that made me feel all warm inside..is that just me ?" kaminari hummed, pressing a hand to his chest.

"nope, me too" sero admits, sighing to himself.

"yeah, same here" kirishima says as well, smiling to himself " he really cares about yn, huh ?"

"i can give him that, yeah" sero stretches, getting up so he can jump onto kirishima's bed.

"dude" he lifts his head up "your sheets do smell like ass." sero snickers.

" I- AM-GONNA-WASH-THEM !! "

afterwards valentines day comes around. the boys don't have valentines of their own but when they see you and katsuki hand in hand, with you holding onto those cute pink heart balloons from the mall, wearing a sweater a little too big for you and a valentines day gift bag in your one hand, with bakugou holding onto a bag of take-out and offering them a single side glance and a nod with a half smirk on his lips, they feel extremely proud of themselves. bakugou reminds himself to tell his friends he owes them one.

[pjs-everyday]

boys night!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 👹👹👹 they’re gonna be wearing hero merch— who’s wearing what?? 🤠

[jabberwock-islanders]

MHA brainrot is shoving itself down my throat so here's my class 1-A polycule ship (featuring Monoma and Shinso because they're my babies)

Todoroki is dating Midoriya, Bakugo, and Monoma and is in a qpr with Momo. Meanwhile, Momo is dating Jiro. Bakugo is also dating Kirishima in addition to Todoroki, and Kirishima is in another polycule with Denki and Sero, who are dating both him and each other. Denki is also dating Shinso!

I might add on to this with some pairing dynamic headcanons later, but that's all for now

[hotheadedheroprimary]

I need to be stopped

So, I have already watched what is currently out for the BNHA/MHA anime, and have taken it upon myself to start reading the manga whilst I wait for season 7. I am sure that someone has already picked up on this but... I couldn't resist sharing.

It's probably clear already that I'm a sucker for Kiribaku but seeing this just made me scream.

Like... Kirishima...

My guy...

Could you be any more obvious??

Imagining Midnight being very approving of this.

[simpee9000]

Simpee - 18 - she/her

!mature content!

Ho(rny)peless romantic who's hardly felt the touch of a man, so I resort to reading it. And writing it. Sometimes. Taking requests, but I can't promise anything :) Feel free to message me <3

m.list ~ recs Twitter ~ Wattpad ~ A03 ~ who I will write for is in the tags <3

[moony-mai]

you get an hour...ready...set...vote!!💕

[writersmorgue]

BNHA characters and the movies that make them cry

Midoriya Izuku: Any movie.

The most gut wrenching sobs and body shaking cries can be coaxed out of him from any character death. Even a villain with an irredeemable past.

Bakugo Katsuki: It Chapter Two dir. Andy Muschietti

Look, he doesn't cry often, but combining the surprise of something so gutwrenching and tragic in what's supposed to be a typical horror movie, and right at the beginning too... But they were mainly shocked tears!!! Obviously. He's not a wimp. He definitely didn't also cry at Richie's end scene.

Todoroki Shouto: Room dir. Lenny Abrahamson

He hates ambiguous endings. All he wants is for the mother and her son to be happy like they deserve, but he can't stand the truth that trauma like that doesn't just disappear. Not even when they're free.

Ochako Uraraka: The Princess and the Frog dir. Ron Clements, John Musker

A movie about true love, childhood hardships, loss, and dreams coming true? Yeah. Balling her eyes out. Every time.

Kirishima Eijirou: Inside out dir. Pete Docter, Ronnie Del Carmen

It might be losing childhood innocence, it might be parental disputes, it might be Bing Bong. The only thing for certain is that he needs more tissues. It's his guilty pleasure movie for when he needs a good, manly cry.

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Just a little thing I drew for my friend cause he’s been having a rough time at work

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Kitsune's blood au

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bs so extreme gotta have a red bull to deal

bonus:

[emmaelix]

Not My Dead Body: Chapter Four

I DON'T OWN MHA. THIS IS FANFICTION AND NOT CANON FOR A REASON.

This is chapter four, so if you want to start from the beginning click here, then here for chapter two, then here for chapter three. I don't own anybody but Y/n Kirishima, and only her concept. Also, I'm sorry I haven't gotten to changing the masterlist yet, but what can I say, I'm lazy.

He might not be as angry, but he's still violent. Sorry for not updating for a while, but I've had writer's block and finally decided to just power through since I don't want to abandon this one. Also yes, Mina and Katsuki are besties.

TW: Kidnapping, pregnancy, implication of *ahem* fun

Y/n sat at her desk doing paperwork, still reeling from yesterday's events. How would the killer have known they were still there and knew about the murder? They'd have to be inside- that was it! Katsuki had mentioned that their dead body's partner worked with her at the police force.

"Enji... Todoroki! Now, where is the phone number for the tip hotline?" Y/n said, searching her papers until she found the numbers she was looking for.

"Hello, Japan Police Department, Hero Precinct. If your's or someone else's life is in danger, please hang up and call 110 for a police need or 119 for an ambulance. If you need to speak with the tip hotline, please press 1-"

There was a beep as Y/n pressed 1. "Hello, tip hotline. What information would you like to pass on anonymously to the police?" At least this time an actual human answered the phone.

"Hello, this is Y/n Kirishima, I work for the JPDHP, and I would like to say I believe I know who killed the woman found a few weeks back. I believe her name was Kaina Tsutsumi, she worked for the JPD."

"You said your name was Y/n Kirishima? Any relation to Eijirou Kirishima?"

Y/n furrowed her brow. "Yes, he's my brother, but I'm not sure why that matters."

"The killer you think you know the identity of? Well, they've kidnapped your brother. They say he'll be killed in five days unless the PD gives up trying to find them."

Y/n felt a stab in her heart. She was so shocked she almost dropped her phone. "Why are you telling me that? Don't you think that's a little personal?"

"Well, Miss Kirishima, you've helped me and my boss determine you're a threat to our operation and since your brother wouldn't give up your location you've done so for us."

"What the hell do you mean by that?!"

"I mean, Y/n, that you're right. The killer is an insider. Who I happen to like very much, so I will be protecting h- them," Then the woman on the phone hung up. Y/n's stomach was churning and she was now regretting having sushi for lunch.

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Y/n was still in shock as she continued putting papers away. "I can't believe it," she kept muttering, her hands shaking almost violently.

"You can't believe what?" Katsuki Bakugo asked from the doorway, a cup of coffee in his hand and papers in the other. He wore a red silk shirt with a black suit coat and black jeans today, his hair messy as usual.

Y/n felt the incredibly stupid urge to run over and begin sobbing in Katsuki's arms. She stopped herself from running to Katsuki, but she didn't manage to stop her tears from beginning to flow again.

The papers Katsuki had been holding were dropped to the floor in an instant, and his coffee was set on a shelf close to him. He moved quickly to Y/n's side, pulling her into a hug. "Hey, what's wrong? Did that jackass insult your clothes yesterday?"

"Well, yes, but that isn't-"

"Oh, I'll beat his ass for you! I'll shove a sock down his throat!" Katsuki said gleefully, looking much too happy to assault Y/n's dinner date with his wardrobe. "Wait, what do you mean that isn't what's bothering you?"

"It was an inside job. The murder, I mean. I think Enji Todoroki did it. The woman I called to tip told me that Eiji'd been kidnapped and then told me she was working for the murderer and she slipped up and called him he and," Y/n trailed off into sobs, the rest of her story inaudible through her gasping and crying.

Katsuki stiffened but immediately pulled Y/n closer to him. "Hey, it'd okay. We'll find him, don't you dare worry. Listen, it's almost five, why don't I take you home and we can eat dinner with Mina. I'm sure she's shaken up."

"Mina!" Y/n exclaimed, her tears stopping. "Oh no, I'm not sure Mina knows yet!"

Katsuki kept his arm around Y/n, guiding her to their boss's office. He knocked on the door and Toshinori Yagi opened it almost immediately. "Y/n, Katsuki, what can I do for you both? And- Y/n have you been crying?" Toshinori moved to his desk and pulled out a box of tissues, handing them to Y/n. "Katsuki, what happened?"

"Her brother was kidnapped. That's all I know because she just kept crying," Katsuki said, lightly rubbing Y/n's back as she hiccuped away her tears.

"She- she threatened me and told me that I'd told her I was a 'threat' and that they'll kill Eiji in five days if JPD doesn't give up and that the killer was an insider," Y/n said, her tears now dried as lines through her foundation.

"Katsuki, take Y/n home. Don't worry about coming in tomorrow, either of you. I know you'll probably take it hard, Y/n, so I want Katsuki to be there for you. I'll get Tamaki to fill in for you. It's Wednesday, anyway, so just come back on Monday and you'll still get paid for tomorrow and Friday," Toshinori said, looking vaguely dazed from the news of the elder Kirishima's capture.

The next half hour went by in a blur, from people telling Y/n how much her brother meant to him like he was dead or something to them pulling up at their apartment building. Then time began to inch forward as Y/n realized no one had told Mina why her boyfriend would've even been kidnapped.

Y/n stopped Katsuki before they entered the apartment stairwell. "Mina doesn't know about the body. We need to tell her everything, Katsuki. It's our fault Eiji was even kidnapped in the first place," Y/n said, watching as Katsuki's face paled considerably.

"Shit. We do, don't we?" Katsuki said, nervously playing with his hands as they began walking up from the ground floor to the second floor and apartment 2-A.

Y/n knocked quietly on the door and was greeted by Mina's bright face. Mina Ashido - fairly short in stature but making it up personality-wise - had bright pink dyed hair that fell to right at her neck. She had tan skin and brown eyes with flecks of amber.

Mina's face fell when she saw the expressions on both Katsuki's and Y/n's faces. "What's wrong? Wait, where's Eijirou?"

"He's been-" Y/n's voice broke so she paused and tried again. "Meen he's been kidnapped."

Mina's eyes grew wide and Y/n began to worry she was going to fall over or punch someone. Y/n reached out and grabbed Mina, pulling her into a hug. Katsuki cleared his throat awkwardly. "We uh, were going to make dinner so we were wondering if you'd like to come to my place to have dinner not alone not that that isn't perfectly fine, but-"

Mina stopped him. "That'd be very nice, Bakugo. I'd like that. We can talk then and figure out why he was kidnapped."

Y/n and Katsuki shared a look that meant only a few words. We're so screwed. (AN: Insert a video of Moxxie (Helluva Boss) drunkenly saying "You gon' be so facked" if you want a laugh.)

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Mina sat on Katsuki's couch, her face completely blank with the news of what had been found in the very apartment she was now in. "So he was kidnapped because... you found the dead body of a police officer?"

Y/n cringed at the simple explanation. "Yeah, pretty much. We're fairly certain that a police officer killed her, too. It's- yeah," Y/n couldn't find anything else to explain.

Mina took a spoonful of ice cream from her bowl and slowly ate it, thinking as she did so. "Well, it isn't your fault. Or anyone's, for that matter. Except for that ass Enji if he did it."

Although Y/n knew Mina cursed it still always took her aback when her friend did so. Katsuki grinned evilly. "I knew you had it in you to swear."

"I think you did the right thing, but I'm a bit pissed you didn't invite me to your murder-solving parties," Mina said, then she looked at her finger. "I'm also a bit pissed at myself."

Y/n looked at Mina's finger, trying to find what she was looking at. "What's wrong, Meen?"

"Kirishima asked me to marry him and I- I thought he was proposing for a reason," Mina said, looking guilty.

Y/n's brain went in circles trying to figure out why her brother would propose until she finally found a reason. "Meen, are you pregnant?"

Mina nodded. "I told him a few days ago and when he proposed I thought he was proposing because of the baby. Then I found a receipt this morning from a jeweler from six months ago. I was going to apologize to him tonight at supper."

Katsuki sighed heavily. "Mina, we'll get him back, you know that, right?"

Hugging her sister-in-law-to-be, Y/n said, "We will, Meens. He's right."

Mina nodded. "I know. I'm going to go to bed, I'll see you both tomorrow, right?"

"Yep. We have a few days off," Katsuki said, pulling Mina in for a half-hug. "I'll make breakfast in the morning."

Mina nodded and then left, with both Y/n and Katsuki watching her leave. "Holy hell," Y/n said when Mina had gone. "I did not expect to be an aunt this soon."

Katsuki snorted. "You've got to be kiddin' me. I hear them going at it like rabbits all night, I'm surprised they've gone this long."

Y/n choked on her own spit. "I could've gone all my life without knowing that."

Y/n moved to clean up some of the dishes. "Stay here tonight, would you?" Katsuki said, a bit softer than his normal voice.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you getting hurt or kidnapped. Y/n," Katsuki said, motioning for Y/n to sit down next to him on the couch. "I uhm, I have something to say, but I'm not sure how to say it.

Y/n sat down, looking him in the eyes. "I'll go first then. Katsuki, how do you feel? Right now, with just me and this close?"

Katsuki swallowed, oddly nervous. "I feel," he paused. "I feel safe. I feel trusted."

"And I feel loved, Katsuki. I feel safe, trusted, and loved when you're close to me. You helped me when we were stuck at work and you help me with my work and I think I'm in love, Kats," Y/n said, taking Katsuki's larger hands in hers.

"Me too," Katsuki said breathlessly, holding Y/n's hands in his and bringing them to his chest, then kissing them. "I think I'm in love with you."

Y/n sat like they were for a few minutes, and then said, "How would you feel if I kissed you?"

"Why don't we find out?" Katsuki said, gently kissing Y/n as she inched up to be practically sat on his lap. "I feel very- loved," Katsuki said after a moment of deliberation, holding Y/n's hips with his hands.

"So do I," Y/n said, leaning in to kiss him again.

"How would you feel if I kissed you again, but harder?" Katsuki asked, shifting so Y/n was looking into his eyes.

Y/n grinned. "I think I'd like that."

@aikugo come get your man.

[arcsin27]

Having an f/o not because you’re particularly attached to them but because it makes narrative sense for your self insert

[sweetnans]

Katsuki always paid attention to little details even when you were only a number in his mind. You ended number seven on the charts after the tests for UA application. He memorized the first ten and then recognized each one of you on the first day of class.

Your ID photo that appeared beside your score wasn't nothing alike like you were in person.

He completely flipped.

He pushed the feeling aside because he had no time to waste on stupid things, and he succeeded for a long, long time. Bakugo ignored you, pretended that you didn't exist and the fact that you were part of Midoriya's group the first months made it easy for him to keep you far away but that also made it hard to watch.

Why were you laughing at what shitty Deku had said? That fucker wasn't that funny.

Why was your hand on Deku's hair ruffling and combing it with your fingers?

He was fuming on the inside.

When Mina started to hang out with you, he was relieved that he won't have to see you with Deku again.

But then, you started to hang out with his group, and everyone loved you instantly. Kirishima always wanted to sparr with you, Kaminari always asked for your help on math and Sero, fucking Sero always inviting you to dance with him.

After he saw the behavior of his friends when it came to you, he almost preferred you hanging out with Deku.

He noticed that you smiled brightly every time Kirishima told you one of his dumbs jokes while having you pinned down on the floor mat after a sparr, but you never laughed.

He noticed your leg trembling under the table when you studied with Kaminari in the common room. He could bet that the bastard used every chance he got to flirt with you in the most hideous way.

He also noticed your pink tinted cheeks every time Sero gave you his hand for a quick dance around the kitchen.

Almost like you were uncomfortable with their demeanor.

You were pretty. He understood that they were making their moves to you, but you were just too shy and good to say anything to them, like you weren't interested at all for example.

One night, he couldn't sleep and went straight to the kitchen of the dorms to grab a glass of water. He never expected seeing you there scrolling in your phone leaning by the sink, waiting for the toaster to pop your bread out.

"You shouldn't be eating carbohydrates this late"

He startled you. He literally appeared from the shadows of the dining room dragging his feet, making no sound at all.

"Jeez, you should wear a bell or something," you giggled when he gave you a puzzled look. "Like a cat? So next time I know that you're coming?"

"I know what you meant." he walked to you and grabbed a glass from the rack.

He felt your presence in his bones like a static pulse vibrating under his skin. Maybe it was just your quirk trying to reach for him.

"What are you doing here this late?" You asked clearing your throat while he gulped his water in one go.

"What does it seem like I'm doing?" He pourred another glass. He wasn't that thirsty. He just wanted to be there in silence with you for minutes, without his obnoxious friends.

Your toast popped out of the toaster, and you grabbed it, burning your fingers in the process.

"Shit, shit," you exclaimed, blowing some air at your fingers to ease the pain.

"C'mere shithead," he grabbed your hand and put it under the sink, letting the cold water flow.

"It's fucking freezing" you tried to pull your hand back but his grip tightened.

"What did you expect? You just burned your fucking fingers doing the dumbest shit I've ever seen"

You didn't know if it was the serious tone on his voice or the way that he was struggling with you stopping you from taking your hand out of the water, but something about the scene made you let out a laugh, a big one. He had never seen you laugh like that before.

"Are you laughing at me?"

That question only made it worse. You were absolutely parting yourself from laughter. He turned off the water and watched you wipe your tears.

"I'm sorry, you're not that funny," you said, returning to your normal state. He grinned.

You passed by his side fetching your toast and poured some jam.

"Do you want some jammie toast with that water of yours?" You asked, offering a half eaten toast.

"Sure." he took the toast, and in return, he gave you his half glass of water.

After that encounter, he noticed that every time his friends were around you, you always tried to find him, looking for exchange glances, giving him a subtle smile.

He started to show up at your study sessions with Kaminari, and he noticed that your legs stopped trembling because his presence was enough for Kaminari to keep his mouth shut.

He also began sparring with you on training sessions switching partner with Kirishima leaving him with Sato.

And everytime Sero tried to dance with you in front of everybody he grabbed your arm and guided you to the kitchen or his room with a lame excuse to get you out of the situation.

Fortunately, his friend read the room pretty well. The three of them enjoyed more watching him play his cards with you than putting themselves on a constant shame.