#aged up bhna

[bibibbon]

The line is actually on the next page (4), the same page where Twice puts on his black shirt. It's the third panel. There's a second another speech bubble commenting on Endeavor's fans being mostly young men.

"While the number of incidents Endeavor's resolved is certainly high, the instances where his furious disposition has gone too far are are not few either." Chapter 115

Oh Iam so sorry anon!!

Yeah this is spot on! And also very much holds your point and so does the previous page.

Enji is incredibly violent and thats not a good look heck the heroes, the civilians and the villains don't like him but I suppose he is high on the list for the amount of work he is done and the weird demographic that he has seemed to acquire.

I want to comment on that demographic but I don't think I can actually put it into a proper conscience response so I won't say much but what I will say is that it's not a good look on enji and something something about toxic masculinity and the whole red pill ideology.

We haven't actually seen a lot of enji fans in canon but the ones we have seen aka inasa end up being very questionable characters.

This is also the reason when all might points out that enji and bakugo are similar or that bakugo and enjis have parallels it's not a good look on bakugo (even if enji gets a horrible attornment arc)

That aside I do actually wanna talk about how the reporter says that we shouldn't passively protect the status quo just in the end for the status quo to be preserved and be uplifted by hawks and the heroes.

[jazzafayesworld]

tabby, ginger, and white cat for shota? ☺️

Tabby: Is your f/o snuggly? Are you? If so, what are your favorite ways to cuddle?

Shota may not look it, but he's super cuddly! Especially for naptime and bedtime.

Shota: I like knowing my girl is safe. Best way to ensure that is to have my arms around her.

*Am I snuggly? *both* very.

Shota: I like being the one to hold her, so I big spoon. But snuggling on the couch with a nice wine after a long day is nice, too.

Ginger: Who is the most intelligent? Who is the sensible one? Or do you share one brain cell?

I like to think Shota is both more intelligent and sensible than I am. There are some things, though I can be more sensible about.

Shota: Her. She's more intelligent. Especially when it comes to her hero work and the way she handles people. She's sensible to no end. She helps me see reason even when I don't want to.

White cat: Are your f/o's particularly striking to you? In what way? Do they find themselves captivated by yours, in turn?

Yes! I love his eyes. They are the most beautiful grey I've ever seen in my life. Like a stormy sky over the sea. He really captivates me when his uses his quirk (IYKYK 🥴)

Shota: Absolutely. Her eyes are gorgeous like a warm summer field in the sun. If the light hits just right, it reminds me of an emerald forest.

[love-me-satoru]

Caught

Warnings: not much suggestive?

aged up! Pro hero!katsuki x Pro hero! GN! Reader

It was a slow day at the agency you worked at so you went home early to surpise Katsuki. For you to find out he was so lost in his phone he didn’t even know you were home. You came in behind him to see him reading something on his phone.

With you two both being some of the Top Pro heroes. Most knew about your relationship and loved yalls relationship but what you didn’t know was the Fanfiction about you two.

With you being a little faster than Katsuki you decided you snatch his phone and run to the other side of the kitchen island.

“Hey!” he said jumping over the couch to try and reach you.

you already had some distance on him and continued to read what he was previously reading. Not realizing how filthy it got.

You felt your face start to get hot. With you getting lost in the tiny words on the screen Katsuki inched his way closer to you wrapping his arms around your waist kissing behind your ears down to your neck.

“You like what you’re reading baby?”

You can feel his hard on pressing up on your ass.

“Yes..”

You weren’t expecting your day to end up like this. But you know you’ll never let him live this down.

a/n: can yall tell who my favourite bhna character is? hehe thank you for everything 💛

[lees-chaotic-brain]

Bakugo, K. With fluff (maroon) and #4 gravitating towards your soulmate at a certain age

oh I love this!!!! i'm sorry, I might have added a little bit of hurt/comfort. i couldn't help myself.

It Was Always You (Bakugou x Reader)

CW: swearing, you don't take care of yourself so Bakugou does, slight spoilers, not entirely canonically accurate

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While you were as excited to meet your soulmate as any other person your age, you weren't eagerly counting down the days to your eighteenth birthday like other kids.

No. While the war had finally ended, it was hard for you to adjust back to normal life after spending the last two years fighting for your life, as well as the lives of your friends and innocent civilians.

But, transition you must, seeing as the war was over and it was time for you to resume your normal life.

Well, as normal as it got for hero course students.

All of Class 1-A had been given an extensive break to recover physically, and to begin to cope with the mental scars they all bore.

You had always been a bit of a loner, caring deeply about all your classmates and treasuring the friendships you had built without ever becoming close with any of them.

So naturally, while everyone else sought support from the others that they had forged unbreakable bonds with, you withdrew into yourself, always ready to be there if anyone needed it, but never going to anyone when you yourself needed support.

This didn't go unnoticed by a certain spiky haired male.

After he was sure he understood what you were doing, he wasted no time calling you out on it.

Stepping out of Uraraka's room after allowing her to cry on your shoulder and soothing her for the last hour, you were confronted by none other than Bakugou himself.

"Hey."

He tilted his chin up at you.

"We need to talk."

"O-okay?"

You said confused, and a little tired.

All you really wanted to do was go back to your room and read a book to keep the night terrors away. But if he needed something of course you were going to be there for him.

"Where do you want to talk?"

"You'll probably be most comfortable in your room. We're going there."

Grabbing your wrist, he spun and marched you in the direction of your room.

A little bewildered, you allowed him to push the door open and sit you on your bed before closing the door behind the two of you.

"Bakugou, what's going on? Are you okay-"

"That's what I should be asking you."

He interrupted you, pulling you desk chair in front of your bed and sitting down.

"What?"

You stared at him, unsure you understood what he was saying.

"Don't think I haven't noticed what you've been doing lately."

He leaned back in his chair.

"What-what have I been doing?"

Racking your brain you tried to come up with anything that you could have done to set off his explosive temper, but came up empty.

"I don't think I've done anything lately-"

"Cut the bullshit."

He cut you off mid sentence.

"You're always supporting others without expecting any support in return. How long are you going to keep this up? I'm not the only one who noticed either."

He folded his arms over his chest.

"I've heard the other extras talking about you, and how their worried about how you're doing."

He squinted at you.

"You clearly haven't been taking care of yourself. When was the last time you ate? Hell, the last time you slept more than a couple hours?"

Your guilty silence was answer enough.

"Tch. Dumbass."

He scoffed, jabbing his thumb over his shoulder.

"C'mon, we're going down to the kitchen to get some food in you. After that, you're going to bed."

He glared at you.

"And actually sleeping."

You wince. He saw right through you. You were just going to turn off the lights and wait for him to leave before getting back up.

And that wasn't the last of your little lies he would see straight through.

After that night, he seemed to make it his personal mission to take care of you, to ensure that you were sleeping and eating, as well as getting the emotional support you so desperately needed.

After a couple months, you began to do better and started to take care of yourself on your own.

But during the last couple months of Bakugou being by your side practically 24/7, it felt weird without him around, so the two of you continued to spend time together.

Somewhere along the way you became close friends, each of you going to the other before anyone else if you needed something, or wanted to share something with someone.

And at some point after that you had fallen for him.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Months had passed since you realized you were in love with your best friend, and life had gone on.

Waking up, you went about getting ready as you always did. What was not normal was the hard pull that knocked you to the ground?

What was that?

Looking around, you shrugged and chalked it up to your clumsiness and finished getting ready.

Opening your door, you felt another hard tug, this one causing you to crash into the opposite side of the hallway.

Staggering back, you had just managed to recover your footing when you were yanked several feet to the side, shooting down the hallway.

After it happened several more times, you resigned yourself to your fate and allowed whatever the strange force was to bully you in the direction it wanted for a couple more minutes.

Just as you were about to yell for help, you collided with a warm, solid mass and collapsed beside it.

Panting, you looked over to see Bakugou of all people laying beside you.

"What the fuck was that?!"

You blurted, sitting up straight.

"What just happened?"

Bakugou slowly sat up next to you, with an expression of amusement, shock and affection on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Have you really not realized?"

He asked, tilting his head at you with an amused expression.

"We're soulmates."

"What?!"

You jolted, looking at him like he had a third head.

"But your soulmate traits don't show up until both you and your soulmate are eighteen! And I'm only seventeen-"

You stopped abruptly, and Bakugou looked smug.

"Wait...it's my birthday, isn't it."

"Damn right it is."

He smirked at you.

"How did you forget your own birthday?"

Flustered you tried to splutter out an answer, but stopped short when he leaned in, ghosting his lips over yours.

"Can I kiss you?"

He murmured, his warm breath fanning across your face.

Breathless, you nodded.

Leaning in to close the last of the distance between the two of you he captured your mouth with his own.

Eagerly, you kissed him back, melting against him.

When the two of you seperated for air, you looked at him.

"So, are we...a thing now?"

He huffed a laugh.

"I mean, yeah, we're soulmates, and I thought kissing you made my feelings pretty clear."

He brushed a piece of hair out of your face.

"What about you? Do you wanna be a 'thing?'"

You nodded, but something was still bothering you.

The ever observant Bakugou picked up on it instantly.

"What? Something's bothering you. Do...do you not want to be with me?"

The slight fear on his face made you panic.

"No- no! I want to date you! Of course I do! It's just that I-"

You ducked your head shyly, hiding behind your hair.

"I wanted to date you before I knew we were soulmates. I mean I think I'm in love with you, and have been for a while. And I-I don't want to to feel like you have to be just because we're soulmates-"

"I'm in love with you too."

Your mouth dropped, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"I was going to ask you out anyways, but I wanted to wait until after your birthday, so that if I wasn't your soulmate, you could meet them without feeling tied to me."

"Bakugou."

You breathed, your eyes filling with tears.

"It's Katsuki."

"Katsuki."

You corrected yourself.

"I love you."

You beam at each other.

"I love you too."

He kissed you again.

"It was always you for me, soulmate or not."

You couldn't agree more.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Thank you so much for requesting! I had so much fun writing this! Keep the event requests coming!

[monst]

Da rules

     I go by Monst and I guess I’m writing again: I do read faster than I write so enjoy all the reblogs lol

I like the color orange it's not relevant, just thought I'd put it out there

Uh the bnha master list is definitely not up to date and needs a revamp (I will probably get to that eventually, someday...soon...) Speaking of it Here's the DC one

Here's the BHNA one.

Here's the Kinktober2024 one

Anyways if you're interested below is basically the what's what. Stick around if you want.

 Okay cool! Let’s get to it:

All characters for nsfw stuff are aged up 18+ (If you’re one of those (Can't separate reality from fiction/fantasy) then the unfollow/block buttons haven’t moved from their location and you are free to use them at your discretion )  

If you're a minor while I can't stop you from reading I will block you if I catch you interacting with any of my 18+ content posts. As a matter of fact for my peace of mind and your safety I would prefer you didn't reblog/comment on my sfw stuff too, they're are dangerous people on the internet so please understand and don't take it personally-Thanks💕

Moving on-

     I’m cool with: 

Requests- Hcs, Scenarios, thirst posts, Ya sending ideas and recommendations👀

For requests I might not get to all of them in a timely manner and I might not do some I’m not feeling. I write for F. Reader, GN. reader and M. Reader. Ships are cool too so you can request Character x character or poly reader- character x character x reader.-Genre: all of them tbh

I’m okay with dark content- (Dubcon, noncon, yandere, somno, etc.) and everything should be labeled appropriately. You can always ask that I tag something if it is missing. I do like a challenge/learning so even if I'm not personally into something I'll definitely give it a whirl (Kinks and or tropes)

Sfw- Fluff, angst basically anything that tickles my fancy and isn't risque or full on smut.

* In regards to requests the things I do fuck w might be prioritized 👉👈

    I’m not cool with: 

Scat

Underage/PDF

I'm generally cool w being uncomfortable, especially in regards to what I read or write whether it be by being grossed out or scared. I've always been ridiculously curious mostly to my determent but fiction is a safe way to explore shit so I'll give most things a fair shake in other words the sky's the limit but use your discernment⁉️

Extra:

Random shit- You telling me about your day, thoughts, opinions on whatever ig. ask for advice (trust me bro I got you✌️) or info dump👀 I love to chat. 

Music! Tell me what your listening too! (Yes I'm one of those 'I listen to everything' I need new stuff to listen to)

Also! I miss the whole deviant art/Quizzilla shit so I might do a whole seven minutes in heaven thing lmao (This doesn’t belong here but scream at me about it cause I need it to happen for nostalgia’s sake) 

Also, I'm kinda using this space as a chill/fun mostly nsfw diary? lmao so it's just mostly gonna be vibes :p That being said keep your fandom discourse and weirdo hate bs to yourself cause I will clown/ignore you if you come at me w some sideways ass energy. I'm just as nice as I am mean so don't try me ☯️❤️

So here’s the fandoms&Characters if you wanna request: 

Mha- 

Shocker, but I do have some old asks that are too good to just let’em go ya know?  

Shinsou (I started this blog cause of him so.. yeah) 

Villain/Yandere Deku sorry

Bakugou

Endeavour 

Dabi

Hawks

Tokoyami 

Shoto

Dc- 

Please, please, please send me shit about Tim Drake. (Need him biblically) Literally hopped back on for him. 

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson

Bruce Wayne

Selina Kyle 

Poison Ivy 

Joker (Nothing good is coming out of anyone requesting this I just know it) 

Constantine 

Diana (Wonder woman my beloved) 

Amanda Waller 

Cheetah 

Slade Wilson… 

JJK-

Nanamin 

Gojo  (He's like crack to me istg)

Inumaki 

Invincible- 

Mark Grayson 

…Nolan...

Debbie

Alan! 

Naruto-

Kakashi ‘blow my back out’ Hatake

Itachi 

Shisui (My love)

Madara

Tobirama’s messy ass

Ask for more but these are my faves 

D- gray man-

Yuu Kanda!

Tyki Mikk

Kingdom Hearts-

Riku

Vanitas 

Most of the organization tbh

FF7-

All of them. 

But especially Sephiroth 

Any type of monster lmao 

Kenji Sato lmao

You can ask for others not listed in different fandoms I just think this has gotten a bit too long  

And Yeah, Let’s have fun! ^^

New Tags: 

         This bitch is yapping - Any asks answered or just general shit

         Thirsty bitch juice - Small scenarios, thirst,

         Pretty things- Art 

         Oh la la that’s some good shit right there- Fic recs & reblogs

         On my monster fucking bs - Monster fucking lol 

         Lock that shit up in the basement pls- cursed asks and stuff 

Uh random bullshit go! - My newer writing

And if you made it this far down here's a cookie 🍪

[ask-paradox-and-friends]

Ragnarok interactions.

Garou(gonna make him a god killer.):the hero association and Neo heros are corrupt.

Deku:the public hero safety committee is worse.

Garou:one if their best is a fucking 10 year old child solider.

Deku:mine kidnaps children to turn them into personal assassins. Mostly kids like Hawks who have rough lives and strong powers.

Garou:mine just grabs any talent. Oh yeah there's also the human experimentation and body modification.

Deku:makeing hero schools and giving weapons to children to make them stronger.

Garou:catching and growing monsters to sell off to the highest bidder!

Deku:trying to recreate the Nomu process and make more of them to have BIO weapons!

Garou:THEYVE SOLD A NEAR COMATOSE VILLAIN TO A TERRORIST GROUP TO HAVE THEM EXPERIMENT ON HER AND TOLD THE BUYER OH YEAH WE HAVE A ROOM FOR YOU TO USE! MIND YOU THEY KNOW WHO HE IS AND THE FACT HIS EXPERIMENTAL BS MADE THIER 3RD STROMGEST HERO!

Deku:THEYVE SWEPT ENDEAVOR AND OTHER HEROS DOING QUIRK MARRAGES FOR YEARS UNDER THE DAMN RUG AND CELEBRATE WHEN THEY GET THE PERFECT CHILD AND THEN MAKE THEM THEIR HUMAN WEAPON!

Garou:I LOST ALL MY GODDAMN RIGHTS AS A HUMAN IM SEEN AS NOT WORTH ANY RIGHTS! THATS NOT INCLUDING THE GAMBLING SCHEME THE BETTING SYSTEM OR THE HOUSING SCAM! AND THEY DONT EVEN FUCKING PAY THEIR HEROS! METAL BAT JUMPED SHIP BECAUSE THE NEO HEROS OFFRED MORE PAY AND CHILD CARE FOR HIS LITTLE SISTER!

Deku:I AM IN DEBT THANKS TO THEIR BULLSHIT AND THEY MAKE A MIGHT MAKES RIGHT WORLD WHERE ANYONE WITH A MUTATION OR A "VILLAINOUS" POWER GETS TREATED TO LEGAL DISCRIMINATION! I DIDNT SHOW MY POWER OFF SO I GOT THE SHIT BEAT OUT OF ME FOR BEING "QUIRKLESS"! AND EVERYONE WENT TOUGHT SHIT YOU DONT DESERVE TO LIVE! AND THERES THE SMUGGLEING! THE STUNTS! THE HIDDEN BODYSHAMING! AND THE FUCKING SIDE JOBS OF MOST HEROS!

Both:AND THEY TAKE 90% OF MY INCOME TO COVER MY ASS AND PURPOSELY MAKE HEROISM A TOXIC WORKPLACE SCAM!

*both then realize the others heard them.*

Garou:...it..never got better? Not even after all that time? (Using Saitama's birth year [1990] and his Garou's age [18] I say he's from 2008-2010)

Deku:it..never was good it was always horrid? (Bhna from what I've seen might be 2155-2160s)

Sunblood:*Pushing several buttons* dont mind me!

Mai:names. Now.

Tsugu:*Speechless and tearing up going to hug them both*

Kaito:*slowly pulls put his sword.*

Derail:well it seems we've learned a lot. Boys mind telling us more? I feel we have a conflict in the making.

Paradox:MOTHER****ING **** MC**** FULL OF **** ILL BREAK ALL OF THEIR *long list of bleeps courtesy of his mechanical voice box*

@hazawatsugu

@splatoonfan88

[coleszzzworld]

Throw away the key.

Mha prison AU! Series masterlist!

A/N- (Y’all I’ve been thinking andddddd I think ima make a mha prison AU , and it’s gonna be a series!😩 I’ve read a story on Wattpad it’s called “locked up for good bhna” by _bakuchan_ so go read ! This series is inspired by that !like always this is an yandere! Series ~ so here’s a TW⚠️! ( cussing , crimes , fighting, slight mention of gangs. Suggestive content. Some douche bag energy!) (she/her pronouns for reader )

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!

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 Characters profile!!

“Fool me one time shame on you.”

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Y/N , L/N.

Birthday- (your birthday)

Height- (your height)

Hair color-(your hair color)

Age- 22 years old

Danger level- 8/10

Charges- drug trafficking.

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Katsuki , bakugo.

Birthday- April 20th

Height- 5,8

Hair color- blonde

Age- 22 years old

Danger level-9.5/10

Charges- breaking and entering/ assault with a deadly weapon/drug trafficking.

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 Eijiro , Kirishima.

Birthday-October 16th

Height-6,1.

Hair color - red .

Age-23 years old

Danger level- 7.5/10

Charges- grand theft auto / drug trafficking/theft .

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Denki , Kaminari

Birthday- june 29th

Height-5,6

Hair color- blonde .

Age - 22 years old

Danger level- 6.4 / 10

Charges-assault with a deadly weapon/ drug trafficking./ grand theft auto .

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“Fool me twice can’t put the blame on you.”

Izuku , Midoriya

Birthday- July 15th.

Height-5,5

Hair color- green.

Age - 21 years old .

Chargers- robbery/ breaking and entering.

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Shoto , Todoroki

Birthday-January 11th.

Height-5,9

Hair color- half red , half white.

Age- 22 years old .

Chargers - arson/ assault with a deadly weapon.

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Hanta , sero

Birthday- July 28th

Height-5,10

Hair color-black.

Age - 23 years old .

Chargers-drug trafficking/grand theft auto / theft .

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The staff!

“Fool me three times fuck the peace sign.”

Tenya , Iida

The Warden.

The guards 

And others!

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CHAPTERS!!!!

Chapter one.

Chapter two.

[ashe-smash]

I don’t think I’ll ever post them (unless I severely rewrite them, they’re too personally based as they are currently) but my two main self insert/ x reader stories are:

BHNA: Assistant Teacher for the staff of UA (not like a TA in college, an actual teacher who assists the other teachers. Would be late 20s- early 30s aged. ) Personally I can only imagine myself as quirkless. And my personal self insert is a former “manager” (handler/assistant?) for two hero ocs in America and later became a high school teacher and works with troubled kids with quirks.

I struggle with this one a bit as I’d like to be able to focus on all of the Staff of UA but I have so little grasp on all their characterizations, and the fact we haven’t seen much of the day to day of life at UA. Fairly All Might focused- as he’s my fave but again I would want to include more of the staff. (Aizawa, Midnight, Mic, Vlad and so on.)

Timeline wise it’s placed post All Might’s retirement (and Dorms existing) but kinda pauses in the canon after that?? (Major events, specifically the war stuff going on it the manga?)

I’d likely have to introduce some ocs (that would largely be off screen). Might introduce them anyways- as they’re a huge part of my daydreaming stories outside of fanfic. My superhero-verse ocs have been beloved to me since before BNHA.

Dragon Ball: After some Saiyan shenanigans, you end up dating both Goku + ChiChi AND Vegeta + Bulma. (The couples stay separate, this isn’t a 5some situation.) Vaugely set in “Super”.

The main set up for the plot is: As part time tutor for Goten, you end up staying the night with the Sons (even if Goten is away said night) and you end up sleeping with Goku and ChiChi. During which, Goku ends up biting you- leaving a mark. Which means nothing to you in the end, except a tentative relationship with the couple.

Vegeta eventually finds out about this and is furious that Goku would do something like this- impulsively claim a secondary mate, not going through the proper process of doing so. Turns out this is a old Saiyan custom (from far before Freiza had reign of planet Vegeta), taking a secondary “mate” (I’ve called them ‘concubines’ but I don’t think that’s right?)- particularly a lower classed one.

It also wasn’t uncommon for rival Saiyans to fight over the same secondary mate (as prideful Saiyans would never go after someone’s husband/wife.) Thus, you jokingly offer for Vegeta to go through the “ritual” of becoming a secondary mate- with Bulma and him.

This concept might not really make any sense, I guess. But…. Fanfic lmao.

I don’t know if I’m articulating these ideas well enough. Will I actually ever share these stories? Idk. But I wanted to put them out there. This isn’t everything I could say- but I’ll never post this if I keep going.

These aren’t my only stories but, these are more like the multi chaptered/ scenario stories I imagine. I have a Piccolo fic wip but that’s more of a one shot kinda in my head.

Oh also I usually write fem + chubby reader cause.. I’m that lmao.

Anyways, this is a small portion of the ideas about the dumb little stories I think about (and occasionally tippy tap into my phone.) I can talk more about them if anyone has any questions and stuff.

[chaos-is-neutral]

Hello hello everyone! I am slowly getting back into roleplay after being out of grad school. I love to roleplay and want to get back into it. I have many ships and fandoms. I also love Oc x Oc in either fandom or fandomless. This will constantly be updating as I weave in and out of fandoms. Right now I am really wanting to just do BHNA.

So I’m Jessi/Chaos. I go as both online and don’t mind either one. I’m 20+ and only roleplay with 20+. Minors DNI, please. I do literate roleplay (one-three paragraphs) in third person. I am not picky about grammar or spelling since I myself have dyslexia. As long as it isn’t too bad I wont say a thing. I write on discord because I love to make a server for whoever I am roleplaying with so we can do multiple RP, plot, and just talk. All I ask is that you write a paragraph in response. You don’t have to go too crazy. 

I love plotting and coming up with random stuff. I also don’t mind NSFW and lean more into that. I am down for just about anything but it is something that needs to be discussed beforehand. I like fluff, romance, slow burns, and angst. I also enjoy omegaverse. I want all characters aged up too. I have a few plots/ideas for certain ships, but if you have any I would be down as well! 

Here is a list of fandoms (bold are who I RP. If both are bold I don’t mind playing either or):

BHNA:

Iida x Camie

Katsuki x Ochako

Kirishima x Ochako

Momo x Jiro 

Momo x Todoroki

Iida x Ochako

If any of these interest you message me! We can talk a little on here before moving to discord

[mistyrosewriter]

This was written for the BNHA Sci-Fi Reverse Bang on Twitter

I got to work with the awesome E_J_ARTS. Check out their piece |HERE|

Please Read Below!:

Rating:

Explicit

Archive Warning:

Rape/Non-Con

Category:

M/M

Fandom:

僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Relationship:

Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku

Characters:

Kirishima Eijirou

Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags:

Alternate Universe - Science Fiction

Aliens

Alien Biology

Alien/Human Relationships

Alien Abduction

Anal Probing

Non-Consensual Somnophilia

Rape/Non-con Elements

Dubious Consent

Non-con to Dub-con

Strangers to Lovers

Aged-Up Character(s)

dub-con to consentual

Language: English

Collections: BHNA Sci-Fi Bang 2023

Summary:

Eijirou was excited. It was that type of excitement when you got trusted to do something, or when you finally realize you were old enough to get something on your own with no help. It was the excitement of knowing he was able to have his own ship, in his name, and get to do something he had only seen the adults on the ships he had been on throughout his childhood get to do

[knowlessman]

okay, so iirc they rescued the nerf-dart kid (…the kid they were making the darts-that-nerf out of) who is actually a time anomaly kid and everyone's in the hospital. oh shit, and mr future sight is dead, and also maybe all might isn't going to die (he's totally gonna buy it in either the season finale or next season), anyway bhna s4e15-19

oh fuck, and the league of villains tortured overhaul and like took his hands I think. heh, he turned into a resident evil boss but then got ethan winters'd. it's like, a pun or something

new OP, huh. anime is so weird about when it gets new OP's… wait, is this an old one? they've had that splash image or whatnot at the end before, with the band instruments. beh. go figure

hm. slendervest going rogue?

sudden Firefly-ass guitar riff o_0

"have you heard rumors of a wild man living in this area?" don't tell me you're banking on bigfoot to come rescue you -- oh my gawd it is bigfoot. well, biggerfoot. cept he seems to be made of rock -- "one of All for One's faithful servants… Gigantosquatchia"

(togata) "I have what Nighteye predicted with his Foresight! I know I'll get my Quirk back!" …this is pessimistic, but you have what he told you when he used it. still, it's good to see somebody talk about "I'm not going to cry" without it being because of toxic masculinity or appearances or something; like, togata actually feels hope and in any case believes in Nighteye's ideal of, like… idfk, nontoxic positivity? hard to describe

heh. figures bigfoot would get away

(bakugo and todoroki at remedial license training thingy) oh boy, endeavor has something to say -- HAHAHAHA DAMN RIGHT, HANG UP ON HIS ASS ZUKO

huh. forgot about Ed from the dodgeball arc. aughta be interesting.

…uh-oh, is this vampire girl again? : /

and mr meatball. I guess meatball is double-d

(back view of shady characters) oh shit it's the league of villai - oh nvm that's just principal tiredman from the dodgeball arc

(new end theme) who the fuck is this guy, why does he have all might's hair. don't try and tell me this is all might, all might's eyes have no wossname, sclera I think? all might is a bionicle, this is just a normal guy. cosplayer maybe

pfft, forgot ed's backstory was that endeavor mr incredible'd him 'XD like, some celebrities are just gonna be dicks about it, okay? attention is power, and power corrupts

okay so yeah this is how vampire girl gets a bigger part in the show then. …shit, she must have the real camie in a cellar somewhere, that sucks : / -- "but because of her foggy memory of the days before the exam…" so it could not be knife-girl? …it's gotta be knife-girl tho. -- wait shit they know that vampire girl replaced her??? …the league - I mean the cops know knife girl's quirk, right? maybe the league guessed that they would've figured it out anyway, and - but whatever tests they did on camie to find the anesthetics probably would've revealed the switch if vampire girl was impersonating here agin, right? fuck dude idfk, I give up

(orca doing a drill sergeant routine) 'XD wtf did the mangaka watch full metal jacket before writing this bit

…I guess babysitting will teach you patience if nothing else will? or at least that's the thinking here?

okay, bakugo and the kids have baited each other into fighting now, looks like lawsuit o'clock (to say nothing of camie)

the whole overarching "the age of heroes is over, it's the age of villains now" theme is, like… idk this is just a weird show

quirk… singularity… doomsday. …okay, I guess that's a thing now??? (are we gonna get eugenics-y about this, I thought the show was being pretty good about not doing that)

"is this bad? are you saying I'm just sitting here watching things get bad and doing nothing?" YES, orca, most of these superpowers are lethal fucking weapons, there are no responsible goddamn adults in this entire show -- also why are your eyes so fucking scary, do real whales have sarlacc pits where their eyes should be?

"the rest of you also did a good job" you mean the six or so kids in this class whose names and even vague deals we still don't know? only like four characters even got screentime

"strange things started happening" : / already thought laserguts was kind of annoying. is… ? considering Magne, I've got a bad feeling about this -- (the literal next scene) ugh, fucking hell, yeah this is gonna suck -- ("I know") I already have assumptions about how this's gonna be taken and how it's gonna turn out to have been intended and like, okay, if I'm right, it's stupid in a way that could be funny but it's also still creepy and laserguts is still officially not positive representation

meanwhile midnight is teaching a school class while carrying a… what, cat o nine tails? a fucking bdsm whip, idk. while carrying that around. this is such a weird fucking show

aoyama I hate you. weewoo tier. gonna call the bad-lgbt-rep police on your ass. whaddaya mean lgbt police is a contradiction in terms, fuck off

-- do I need to know what that french phrase is that he carved into it? …nah, I don't. I really don't.

"it's because we both have quirks that mess up our bodies!" …I guess that could've been worse? thank fuck it's over, at least

school festival stuffs. idk, no comment

(visiting eri, flashing back to the whole brouhaha of last arc) chisaki was a good villain. he made you want to hate him for, like, real reasons; he wasn't just directionless evil for its own sake or bizarrely pretentious, niche evil with incomprehensible motivations and its head up its own ass.

…who is this sean connery looking fucker. is he just here to try and do some clownery at the festival and get clowned on? ugh, fine, guess I'll watch the next one and find out -- ah. a libertarian. or something.

"the school festival is one month away!" …the fuck? y'all made it sound like you had a day. hat n clogs even said the deadline to figure out what you were gonna do would be like eighteen hours or so after you found out there'd be a festival.

aye, teachin him how to use… okay well I can't call it that… uh, the paper football attack. the finger gun. teachin im how to use that without breakin his fingers. and just in time to show it off against mr connery, I imagine.

…huh. looks like the festival arc takes up the entire rest of the season tho, so I'mma leave that for next time

[shining-stxrs]

@dragcns-den

Had this idea for a best friend (second best to autumn) for rusty in his college verse. I'll also be following this up with a headcanon post or two.

Name: Duke

Gender: Male

Age: 18-20

Appearance: He's a golden retriever with dark gold fur. Has a large build. Quite muscular with large biceps and developed chest. He has floppy ears and a fluffy tail. Wears this letterman along with this collar. He has dark brown eyes and always seems to be smiling.

Bio: Duke is like the opposite of rusty in almost every way in terms of personality. It's a mystery to everyone on how they became friends in the first place. Duke pretty much had the personality of kirishima from bhna. He's super upbeat and friendly. Gets excited about everything. Never has a bad thing to say about anyone. He radiates positive energy. The embodiment of postive masculinity.

He met rusty on the first day on campus. Gravitated towards him seeing how similar they were in appearance. Rusty pretty much looks like he could be his little brother. I actually think duke is pretty much everything his big brother should've been to him. He's really supportive of rusty and his relationship with autumn. Would gift him with a bunch of rainbow stuff to show his support. He got rusty into their frat by vouching for him. Pretty much him and all the other guys are athletes.

[the-odd-genderfluids-blog]

Deku : Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

Rody: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

Deku : ...

Deku : You mean ring bearER, right?

Rody: ...

Deku : Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

[lees-chaotic-brain]

Angel (Ages 5-13)

Points in time through your friendship with Bakugou, from its beginning, to its transformation into love, to its demise. Inspired by Angel Pt. 2 by Fast and Furious (feat. Jimin)

Word Count: 2,655

CW: mentions of injury, some violence less than canon-typical though, reader uses female pronouns, hurt/no comfort, angst angst angst, mental health struggles, mentions of self-hatred

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When you were five years old you and Bakugou lay sprawled on soft green grass. You closed your eyes, the fading sunlight painted the inside of your eyelids a pinkish orange. Inhaling deeply, you enjoyed the peace and tranquility of the moment.

Just minutes ago, Bakugou had declared the trek up the hill a race and shot in front of you, determinedly pumping his legs in an effort to win. Screeching that it wasn’t fair, that he got a head start, you raced after him, catching him just in time to tie. The buzz of cicadas filled the heavy summer air swirling languidly through your neighborhood; the quiet soundtrack of summer.

Fluffy clouds painted pink and orange in the light of the sunset drifted high above you in the sky. At your young age this was the happiest you had ever been. After a long day filled with squeals of laughter, and getting into mischief with your best friend you were exhausted, but content. Suddenly feeling sentimental, you rolled over and poked your friend’s shoulder. Said his name once to make sure you got his attention.

And on the evening of that perfect summer day you extended your pinky and interlocked it with Bakugou’s, forever sealing the promise the two of you made.

“Hey, we’ll always be this happy, right? We’ll always be best friends.” 

“Tch. What, are you stupid? Of course we will. From now to forever.”

When you were seven years old the two of you had already made plans to become heroes and open your own agency together. And to Bakugou being a hero meant beating up any and all bad guys. Always winning the fight. Some boys stole your lunch money? Well then they were villains, and he had no choice but to take them on. So what if they were a few grades older than you? They were thieves and had to be punished. If he didn’t put them in their place, how could he call himself a hero? 

Walking across the uneven gray concrete behind the school, he approached the group of older boys and gave them his signature look. A promise of violence gleamed in his ruby red eyes as a cocky smirk pulled at the baby fat still adorning his cheeks. Calling out to the extras he got their attention before charging at them, sparks flashing in his palms.

When you found him later his clothes were disheveled but a look of smug satisfaction was painted across his face. Rushing over, you check him for injuries, brushing the dust and dirt off him and straightening his clothes. Other than a small red scrape on his cheek from skidding across the concrete and little burns on his wrists where the sparks from his quirk had burned him he appeared mostly unharmed. Suspecting the answer to your question but still needing to confirm your suspicions you demand that he tell you what happened. With an air of arrogance, he regales you with his tale of victory over the evil extras, hamming it up to impress you, carefully watching your reaction as he recounts his story.

After he finishes the tale, you sigh and tell him you wish he would be more careful. But he saw the admiring sparkle in your eyes as he told his tale. He knows that deep down you were impressed. And that’s enough for him. 

“You really need to think more often before you charge in.”

“As if, I’m gonna be the strongest, remember? No extra is ever gonna take me down.”

When you were nine years old it had become a running joke in the Bakugou family that you were ‘Katsuki’s angel.’ And although he always protested and fake gagged when his parents called you that, inside he secretly liked the idea that you and him were meant to be together. The first time Mitsuki called you Katsuki’s angel, it was Katsuki’s birthday, and Mitsuki was trying to wrangle him into a custom made suit jacket she had designed especially for him. Chasing him around the house screaming obscenities and calling him an ungrateful brat she tried to force him into his gift. Katsuki had been screaming back at his mother, hurdling over comfortable yet tasteful couches and using his quirk to evade her every movement. Then you walked in, and the second he noticed you Katsuki skidded to a halt, clamping his mouth shut at your disapproving look. 

Walking over to him, you cuffed him on the ear and firmly told him that he shouldn’t call his mother an old hag, and that he should be grateful she went out of her way to make such a nice present for him. Opening his mouth to retort, all it took was one disappointed glance from you and he was turning to face his mother. Grumpily he muttered out a half-assed apology and allowed himself to be tucked into the perfectly tailored jacket. It was a smooth, rich, smoky gray with orange embroidered accents. Honestly it was so nice it seemed a little obscene to give as a gift to an unappreciative nine year old. But you were entranced by it.

Stepping closer to Katsuki, you couldn’t help but run your hands over the front of his jacket, marveling at the texture and the intricate work of the embroidery. Not noticing the pink flush that tinted Katsuki’s cheeks, you ran your hands along his chest admiring the jacket. “It’s so pretty.” You muttered it quietly under your breath, but Mitsuki heard it. Perking up, she announced that she was so glad that you liked it, because she had a matching dress made for you! Surprise!

Quickly waving your hands and telling her that she didn’t need to do that, protesting that you couldn’t accept a gift that nice (your parents had raised you to be a polite young woman, and while they failed in most regards you had still managed to retain some manners) and that she should give it to someone else. Insisting that the only person the dress was meant for was you, Mitsuki dragged you upstairs and gently helped you into it. It was a lighter shade of gray than Katsuki’s suit, and the accents were a paler shade of orange, closer to the color of the sunset than a violent shade of neon orange, but it was undeniably a match to Katsuki’s jacket. 

Self-conscious because it was your first time wearing something that luxurious, you anxiously asked Mitsuki if she was sure she was okay with you having it. Reassuring you that she had made it for you and that you looked beautiful she led you downstairs and called for her son, asking him what he thought of it. 

Stomping angrily out of the other room and demanding to know what was so important he stopped when he saw you, his eyes softening as he gaped. Looking down, you nervously played with the hem of your new dress. When he didn’t say anything, you apologized, saying that it wasn’t right for you to match with him because it was birthday and you didn’t want to take any attention away from him. Turning, you began walking up the stairs but paused when you heard him speak. Quieter than you had ever heard him speak before, he told you that he didn’t care about stupid things like matching, and that it suited you. The last part was spoken in a near whisper, then he scoffed and stormed away, loudly griping about how annoying all the females in his life are.

Later that night when Mitsuki was talking to Masaru, she mentioned Katsuki’s behavior towards you. Recounting the events, she wondered about his change of attitude when it came to you, pondering aloud if perhaps you were some sort of angel sent to make their son behave. Unbeknownst to her, Katsuki had been coming downstairs for a glass of water and heard everything, quietly sitting on the stairs eavesdropping as he wondered what the strange feeling inside his chest was.

“I’m telling you,He was gentle! I’ve never seen our son so sweet and well-behaved. It’s like she’s his own personal angel, sent to make him behave!”

Hm. His own personal angel…well, you were a little too aggressive and sarcastic to be considered an angel, but for some reason the idea of you being his angel pleased him.

When you were eleven years old you asked Bakugou to stop fighting your fights for you. When you were younger, you held your own against anyone who came your way, but as the two of you grew up he became more and more protective until it got to the point he was fighting all your fights for you, not allowing you to intervene. What he didn’t realize was that having an explosive guard dog at you back 24/7 only made things worse for you. For one thing, it made you feel bad about yourself. All your life you had prided yourself on being strong, a bit of a wild child, and a lot more rough and tumble than the other girls your age. While the other girls your age had pretend tea parties and played with dolls you wrestled with the boys in the grass, often beating them. But when Bakugou fought for you he made you feel weak, like he didn’t believe you could hold your own when you knew you could.

In your opinion, every pair of pants with the knees ripped, every callous, every scrape and cut, every grass stain and bloody nose was a mark of pride. It was a mark of your strength, a sign that even the boys couldn’t beat you. Screw the patriarchy! But your female classmates disagreed. They would gossip about you in loud stages whispers as you walked by, wondering if you were even a girl, and that it was no wonder you were friends with all the boys with that haircut. You looked exactly like one of them. 

When Bakugou caught wind of it, he wasted no time giving each of them the verbal beatdown of their lives, unaware that one of them was the younger sister of an eighth grader. After the humiliating experience she had gone to her older brother, and now some older boys were constantly harassing you, shoving you around and mocking you. Your pride didn’t permit you to tell Bakugou, and honestly you saw this as a perfect opportunity to prove your own strength not just to everyone else, but to yourself as well. But before you could confront the group of boys, Bakugou caught wind of the bullying and was demanding to know why you didn’t tell him.

Bluntly, you told him it was because you wanted to take care of it yourself without him. A little stung, he asked why you wouldn’t let him help you. Was it because you thought he wasn’t strong enough? Exasperated, you explained that no, it wasn’t because you thought he was weak, but because he was treating you like you were weak. 

While he understood what you were saying, and felt guilty for making you feel that way, he still demanded to at least be present when you took on the boys. You were okay with it, as long as he promised to not get involved. With a little smirk, he agreed, saying his only intention was to watch his best friend kick some ass. 

And true to his word, he sat on the sidelines, not getting involved. Although, he was the loudest one cheering you on as you wiped the floor with those assholes.

“What? You didn’t think a girl could beat you up? Huh? Speak up.”

“Hell yeah! That’s my best friend. Get ‘em! Punch his teeth in!”

When you were thirteen, you were truly disappointed and angry with Katsuki for the first time in your ten years of friendship. For years, there had been tension between you and him about the way he treated Izuku, someone the two of you had been friends with since you were small. While Katsuki went out of his way to be cruel and derogatory towards Izuku because he was quirkless, you remained good friends with Izuku, often sticking up for him.

That cruel behavior had been the cause of many arguments between the two of you as you tried to understand why he treated Izuku the way he did. You knew that Katsuki was a good person, and while he was your best friend and you wanted to always support him, you couldn’t condone his behavior. This created a weird limbo where you helped Izuku out as much as possible while at the same time giving Katsuki space in regards to the matter, hoping he would eventually work out whatever was obviously going on inside of his head. But no more.

You had been waiting for Katsuki at your usual spot, ready to walk home together but ten minutes had passed and you were impatient so you went to find him. Walking through the clean well-lit halls of your school you headed to his homeroom, stopping when you heard his voice. Assuming that he was just having a conversation with his friends, you marched into the classroom fully prepared to drag him out because you wanted to go home-but nothing could have prepared you for hearing Katsuki tell Izuku to take a swan dive off a building and pray he had a quirk in his next life.

Frozen, you couldn’t believe what you just heard. Because there was no way that Katsuki -your Katsuki- had said something that vile. But he had, and seconds after the ugly, vicious words had spilled from his lips your hand came into contact with the side of his face with a harsh resounding smack. Hand flying up to cup his smarting cheek, he looked at you in shock. Not expecting you to continue, he wasn’t fast enough to block the unforgiving knee you crashed into his ribcage, nor the fist you sent flying at his face. He staggered back, coughing as blood dripped from his nose. Snapping his head up prepared to scream at you, he stopped short at the look on your face. You were looking at him like you didn’t recognize him, disgust and anger painted clear across your pretty features. 

Not even bothering to speak to him, you turned and walked over to Izuku, quietly asking him if he was okay. You helped him gather up his stuff, packing his backpack and retrieving his notebook from where Katsuki had sent it flying. Slinging an arm around Izuku’s shoulders, you walked with him out of the classroom, straight past the shell-shocked Katsuki, not even sparing him a glance. 

Later that night when Katsuki stormed over to your house to “apologize,” you were cold, and laid down an ultimatum: decide between being an insecure asshole, and being your friend. As long as he treated Izuku that way you wouldn’t and couldn’t support him. For the first time since the promise you made when you were five, Katsuki was worried about the state of your friendship. So, he managed to somewhat pull it together, ignoring Izuku for the rest of eighth grade instead of tormenting him. But he would never forget the feeling of your anger and fists being turned on him, or the look of pain and disgust you had leveled at him. No. That look was forever ingrained in his memories, reminding himself why he had to be better. He had to be a person worthy of your friendship and affection.

“‘M sorry I guess. Don’t know why you would pick that quirkless loser over me though.”

“This. This is my problem. Get out of my house. Get out of my house and stay out until you can figure out how to be a decent human being. Until then, stay the hell away from me.”

Alright! That's part one! Let me know if you want to be tagged in part two!

[kuroyorusimpdom]

Harbinger

*Part 3*

Minors DNI | NSFW | Smut / Lemon |

Pairings: Aizawa Shouta x OC, Bakugou Katsuki x OC, Hitoshi Shinsou x OC

Dom/Sub, pegging, Orgasm Denial, Post Cannon, Aged Up

Word Count: 4.3K (Of pure smut)

Kaida smiled to herself as she walked through the hallway of Katsuki’s apartment building, bag in hand. It was rare that the angry blonde would relent to her wishes so easily. Generally he would put on a show of fighting her for power until she broke him down to her will, such a stubborn ass. Despite his attitude towards Kai being in charge, Bakugou loved having someone confident enough to not only take charge, but who was comfortable putting him in his place. Bakugou was the type of guy who was never not in control, the trust he built with Kai allowed him to let go of that control for once.

The smell of caramel and cedarwood hung heavily in the air as Kai unlocked the front door and stepped into the apartment. That smell, so comforting to Kai, was distinctly and uniquely Bakugou. A potent mixture of the cologne he had been wearing since she met him in highschool, and the naturally sweet scent that always clung to his skin caused by his quirk. The lack of presence in the entryway of the apartment was shocking. Generally Katsuki would be waiting just beyond the threshold, ready to try and push back at Kai or take control, but today she was met with silence as she removed her boots.

Bakugou heard the lock on the front door engage, announcing Kaida’s arrival. It felt strange to him, following her direction and orders without question or pushback. The back and forth power struggle they usually had with each other missing from the interaction felt almost wrong to him. He would never admit this, but Katsuki needed this. It had been a fucking shitty week. His PR manager was on his ass again about his behaviour with the public, he had found out that despite all of the overtime and on call hours he had put in over the last month fucking Deku still managed to come out ahead with rescues, and to top it all off, he and Kai hadn’t been able to get together to ‘destress’ in almost 2 weeks. 

Kaida took her time removing her outerwear, Bakugou wasn’t there to bitch at her for taking too long, and she was happy to allow the tension in the atmosphere to build.

With her jacket removed and hung by the door, she pulled her heels out of the bag she brought, sliding her feet into them and adjusting the straps to be comfortable. Her leather lingerie already on, previously hidden by her long overcoat. She took a minute to reapply her deep red lipstick in the mirror over the entry table, pursing her lips and appraising her appearance before she got started.

“Is someone being a good boy for me?” Kaida's saccharine voice floated down the hallway and reached Bakugou’s ears. He scoffed. Just because he wasn’t immediately acting like a brat doesn’t mean that he was going to submit to her that easily. Sure he was waiting in the bedroom like she asked, and maybe he also wore the grey sweatpants she told him to put on, but there was absolutely no way in hell he was going to willingly kneel.

He sat on the bed, back against the headboard and waited as he heard the slow click of Kai’s heels against the hardwood floors of his apartment. His cock stirred in anticipation. The fact that he allowed anyone to put him in this kind of position was nothing short of a miracle. The first time Kai took charge in the bedroom he only allowed it because he lost a stupid bet against her. The crazy bitch brought in quirk cancelling handcuffs to make sure he held up his end of the bargain. He was essentially at her mercy after she showed him how ballsy she was that day.

Bakugou’s eyes snapped to the door as Kai stepped into the bedroom. His eyes travelled along her frame taking in the black Louboutins and thigh high stockings held up by garters. He continued to trail his gaze upward along her body to find an all red and black ensemble hugging each of her curves tightly. Her face obscured partially by a black mask, and her lips painted blood red, his favourite shade. Her entire being screamed dominance and the very noticeable erection in Bakugou’s pants brought a sense of satisfaction to Kai.

“What’s this?” Kai’s voice smooth as silk, “Here I thought you were being a good boy, but it looks like I was wrong” she pouted her lips.

She stepped towards Bakugou on the bed “I believe you know the rules baby. I want you kneeling” she grabbed his chin in her hand and pulled his face forward so her mouth brushed against his ear “and I want it now”

Katsuki smirked at her, “Fuckin’ make me then, shitty wom—”

SMACK

The sound resonated through the room as Kai’s hand connected with the side of his face

“That’s one, don’t make me ask you again” Kaida stepped back and gestured to the floor beside the bed

He reluctantly stood up “you’re just gonna make me get back on the bed i don't know why the fuck I have to --” he was abruptly cut off, Kaida’s hand working its way around his throat to to control his movement. She shoved him down to land harshly on his knees. 

“It’s cute that you think you get any say in what happens here. Thats 2, do you really want to keep pushing your luck?”

Her grip on his throat tightened as she eyed his indignant expression.

“You know baby, I almost want you to keep fighting back, it would give me a great excuse to open up that little bag and really show you how little power you have” she gestured toward the bag she had placed by the door to his bedroom. Bakugou's eyes flicked over to the bag and lingered, curiosity blooming in his chest.

Kaida stepped away from Bakugou, walking towards her bag. Despite the growing distance between them, the feeling of her hand pressing against his throat stayed, a telltale sign that she was using her quirk on him. It took quite a lot of effort for him to get over the mental blockade the first time she had done this. It was a phantom feeling, you can ignore it and move freely if you want since it isn’t actually real, however it felt real and it was fucking hard to ignore that feeling. She opened the bag and delicately moved towards the dresser, placing items out one by one as if on display. This action usually goaded him into defying her. Bakugou would never admit that he wanted her to use any of her toys on him, but she would threaten him with punishment for his defiance, and almost 100% of the time, he would make sure to break rules in order to gain said punishment. Men. They truly think they’re superior, but at every turn they’re easy to read and easy to control.

Placing the final item on the dresser she turned around to assess the situation. Bakugou, still kneeling with his hands behind his back, averted his gaze as she turned, placing his eyes firmly on the floor by her feet instead. A wet spot graced the front of his pants, his cock straining against the fabric, and his pupils were blown wide. Surprisingly docile behaviour considering his usual demeanor.

“Baby, you’re being so good for me right now” Kai closed the gap between them and crouched down to his height, tilting his chin up, testing him. Despite her position in front of him, his eyes remained downcast, submissive. 

Her lips ghosted over his own, tongue darting out to lick along his bottom lip, “I think you deserve a reward, don’t you pet?” Kai whispered against his mouth. The desperate moan he tried to choke back was answer enough.

Kai righted herself, “Stand” she commanded

Bakugou complied immediately, standing from his position on the floor, breath already coming out in laboured puffs.

“You may look at me”

His eyes immediately shot up to her body, the hunger in his red irises palpable. He stepped forward, hands reaching for her as he closed the gap between them. His eager fingers ran along the edges of her lingerie, grasping at her supple curves as his lips crashed against her neck, sucking and biting along the skin. 

Kai allowed him his moment of indulgence, but only just a moment.

“I believe I said you could look at me, I didn’t say anything about touching” Kai’s voice rang in his ears, as quickly as he was able to touch her, the sensations were taken away -- all he could see was black, and he could no longer feel her skin beneath his fingers. 

Kai’s voice echoed through the darkness surrounding him, the only thing he could hear, “That’s 3. Too bad, I really thought today would be different”. 

Kaida walked over to the table, holding him with her quirk to ensure he was unable to argue or fight back. She had effectively cut off all sensations to his body, he wasn’t able to feel, hear, or see anything that she wasn’t pushing into his subconscious. It made what she was about to do a lot easier. She picked up the ball gag, as well as handcuffs and rope. She took his hand and guided him to lay down on the bed. Once she had him in the optimal position, she placed the gag in his mouth. Thanks to her handy quirk, Bakugou was completely unaware of what she was doing to him, but once she released her quirk she knew he would be pissed. She used the cuffs on his hands forcing his palms together to prevent quirk usage, and then used the rope to tie those hands to the headboard. Briefly she debated tying his legs down, but ultimately decided against it. 

Once she was sure he was all but incapacitated, she released her quirk, allowing him to take in his compromised position. His eyes blinked several times and then widened in realization. His gaze landed on her and the heat behind it sent a shiver down Kai’s spine. His brows were furrowed as he thrashed around in his binds, trying to escape. Feral sounds escaped from him, making their way out despite the gag in his mouth.

Kai smiled at his disposition.

She raised her hand to gain his attention, and then dropped it down to her run across his thigh. Bakugou stopped his thrashing and his eyes followed the motion as goosebumps erupted across his skin. Her hand ghosted over his groin and he attempted to smother the desperate groan that fell out of his mouth. Her hands found the band of his sweatpants and she gently grazed her nails across his v line underneath. She leaned her head down to place gentle kisses across his chest. His breathing stuttered, as a blush made its way across his cheeks.

“So sensitive for me, aren’t you?” Kai smirked up at him from her position on his abdomen, “I’ll make sure to take good care of you baby”

Bakugou’s red eyes rolled back into his head as Kai slowly ran her hands down further, removing his pants. Her knuckles brushed along his length, teasing him. She removed the pants and tossed them to the side, her eyes raking themselves over his exposed form. 

“You’re so pretty like this”

Kai took his shaft in her hands and slowly began stroking, flicking her thumb over the tip to collect the moisture leaking out and spread it further on his length. His groans filled the room as he struggled against his bindings, desperate to feel her skin beneath his fingers.

She knew he would be pent up after two weeks of not sleeping together, but the way he was reacting to her touch was insane.She could feel his desperation, so she picked up the pace of her hand, and grazed her teeth along his nipples as she continued to bite and suck marks into his scarred skin. 

She brought her other hand down to fondle his balls as she pumped his cock in a steady rhythm, his moaning became erratic as he fucked his hips up into her hand, sweat gathering along his furrowed brow. 

She worked her mouth down his toned body, until she reached his cock.

“Look at me Katsuki”, she commanded 

Kaida licked up the bottom of his length, tracing along his prominent veins with her tongue as she went, once she reached the tip she swirled around the head, teasing him. Bakugou’s eyes watched her with hunger as she took him in her mouth, no longer trying to control the desperate moans coming out of him. She set a fast pace as she continuously took him all the way to the base, hollowing her cheeks as she came up for breath.

She could feel his balls tightening in her hands, and knew he was getting close. His cock twitched in her mouth and just as he was ready to release, Kaida stopped, and gripped the base of his dick tightly to thwart his pending climax.

“You didn’t think I was going to let you cum, did you?” Kai chided as his frustrated groaning filled the room, “You didn’t even ask for permission” she smirked at him.

He tried to argue around the ball gag in his mouth, but it only came out garbled. Kai laughed and stepped off the bed, walking to pick up the strap on and step into it. “Now now, I know you aren’t trying to argue with me, are you?”, she tightened the apparatus, and stood at the base of the bed, hands on her hips as she chastised the blonde.

He swallowed hard, his adam's apple bobbing, as he shook his head ever so slightly, a glint of fear reflecting in his ruby irises. 

“That’s what I thought. Now I’m going to remove that ball gag, but I don’t want to hear anything from that pretty mouth unless it's ‘yes daddy, fuck me harder’, do you understand?”

After a brief hesitation, Bakugou gave her a tentative nod, eyes casting away from her.

“Good boy”

The blush rose again to Katsuki’s cheeks as Kai reached up and undid the gag in his mouth. He flexed his jaw a few times when it was removed, and glared at her with fire in his eyes. He remained silent, waiting. He was desperate for release and knew that any act against her would only postpone it further.

“How do you want me, pretty boy?” Kai asked while crawling onto the bed and positioning herself between his legs, stroking the strap as she settled herself.

Katsuki raised his eyebrows at her and scoffed, not knowing if this was a test in obedience, he remained silent.

“You may speak when spoken to, pet”

Bakugou smirked, “I want you on top of me, riding my cock”, his voice was low and raspy, and shot straight to Kaida’s core.

Kai moaned in response to his words, and his cock twitched

“If you’re good for me, I’ll let you fuck me, but only after you cum on my cock” Kai responded with her eyes half lidded in lust, “and don’t think I don't know what you’re trying to do Kats, you’re not getting away with it this time”

His eyes widened as she reached behind her and grabbed a bottle of lube, he couldn’t deny that he was turned on by her show of dominance, and it wouldn’t be the first time she fucked him, but he wouldn’t be himself if he didn’t at least try and get out of it.

“Since you didn’t give me a proper answer, I’m going to take you just like this. I want to see that pretty face when I make you cum all over my cock” she leaned forward and teased his hole with the head of the strap-on, “did you prep yourself for me like I asked?”

Bakugou stifled a moan and turned his head away from her, and grunted. Kaida grasped his chin in her hand and turned his face back towards her, “I need a verbal answer Katsuki”

“Fuckin’ yes” he grumbled out, still trying to avoid her gaze.

In a display of dominance, Kaida pushed her hips forward, allowing herself to sink partially into him. She relished in the gasp that came out of his mouth, and the way his eyes rolled back in his head. She waited a moment to allow him to adjust before she set a steady rhythm, snapping her hips as she watched him come apart under her.

“You’re. Such. A. Good. Boy.” She punctuated each word with hard thrusts. Precum leaked out of his swollen member and streaked his abs. She reached down and ran a finger through the liquid, collecting it. Bakugou’s half lidded eyes followed the motion as she brought her finger up to her lips. 

His moan penetrated the room from the lewd display as her eyes rolled back and she moaned, licking her lips. Her hips picked up the pace, and her thrusts hit a sweet spot inside him that had his vision going white. He felt his already impossibly hard cock becoming harder with every push of her hips. Kaida reached down and wrapped her hand around his neck and a feral groan slipped from his throat, her hand tightened itself enough to cut off his air supply, and drool slipped from his mouth as his tongue lolled out.

“You fucking like this don’t you, you little slut” Kai kept the rhythem of her hips hard and constant as she watched his resolve starting to slip.

“It’s not like that” Bakugou moaned out as she hit a particularly sensitive spot in him

“You’re a fucking liar”, she replied as she pushed herself to go harder

His eyes rolled back and he clenched his teeth hard. The more she moved, the more the strap rammed against his prostate. Her hand tightening and restricting, cutting off his windpipe made his vision go spotty. The harder she fucked his ass, the more he craved his cock to be touched. The desire was clawing its way to the surface and he wanted to beg her to touch him, but all he could do was let out a desperate whimper.

“What do you want baby, you have to tell daddy what it is you want”

Bakugou let out a shaky breath as she spoke. His wrists pulled on the restraints as she pounded into him. He wouldn’t ever admit it, but his body was absolutely on fire, and he was fighting the urge to completely submit to her. The harder she fucked him, the more he wanted to just give in and scream out her name.

Kai grabbed Bakugou’s legs and pulled them up so his knees were pressed against his chest, causing the dildo to reach even deeper inside of him. The garbled moans and plea’s became more desperate. 

Kaida brought her hand down and brushed her fingers gently along his dick.

“Fuck baby, your cock is so hard, do you like it when I fuck your ass?”

Bakugou’s breathing was laboured as he struggled to reply, his resolve slipped as he closed his eyes and answered, “Y-yes” he moaned out, “Fuck m-me”

She wrapped her fingers around him and began to stroke his weeping dick, finally allowing him some stimulation. The lewd noises of her pounding into his insides made him shiver in pleasure as he felt his orgasm build.

Bakugou looked up to Kaida’s face, her eyes blown with lust as she kept a bruising rhythm, her body was coated in a sheen of sweat. Her hand tightened around his throat as she let out a breathy moan. Her lewd expression was enough to push him to the edge of climax.

“F-fuck, I’m so fucking c-close” Bakugou moaned out between laboured breaths, “can I-I cum” his desperation evident as Kai sped her hand up, jacking off his hard cock. “P-please d-daddy” 

“Beg me” Kai pushed her hips harder into him, “beg me to let you cum”

“Fu-ck, Please Kai” Bakugou moaned out “Pl-eas-e I ne-ed to c-um” he could feel his balls tightening as she continued at the same pace “I f-uckin-g ne-ed to cu-m”

Kaida leaned down and pressed her mouth to his neck, “Cum for me baby” she whispered and bit down hard on his sweet spot

His release was immediate, his body trembled against her as cum flowed out in thick ropes, covering her stomach and his own. He moaned loudly as she crashed her lips to his, allowing him to ride out his climax. Her tongue swirled around his as she dropped his knees and allowed him to lay back. He struggled to catch his breath and his body involuntarily shivered in ecstasy. 

Slowly, Kai pulled the strap out of his body, and he moaned at the feeling of emptiness that surrounded him.

“You were so good for me” Kai whispered as she reached up and stroked his face.

Bakugou trembled on the bed as she extracted herself from his limbs. He pulled against his restraints as she slowly unlatched the strap-on from her body. She climbed back onto the bed once she was done and reached to remove his wrist bindings.

“I’m going to untie you, but I’m still in charge baby. You got to cum, but daddy didn’t and we can’t have that now can we?”

Bakugou shook his head, his brain still clouded in a post orgasm haze, his body compliant to her.

His wrists were released and his hands immediately found purchase on Kai’s hips, his spent cock growing hard again in anticipation.

“My baby wants his reward now?” Kai straddled him, placing herself so her wet core was pressed against his lower abdomen, Bakugou moaned in affirmation.

She slowly rocked back and forth, stimulating her clit against his hard body. Bakugou used his hands to guide her motions, “Tell me what you want baby” Kai whispered as she rolled her head back.

“I want to feel you around my cock”

Kaida moaned at his response, feeling the dominant facade slip. She allowed his hands to guide her towards his now hardened dick.

She lifted herself to angle him against her weeping slit, hovering above him.

“Please Kai, fuck me” Katsuki breathed, his eyes glazing over her body, setting her lower abdomen on fire. Kaida lost all control as she looked at his blissed out face, she dropped herself down and his length filled her. Her cry was unbridled as she took him to his base. Bakugou’s hands tightened around her hips to the point of bruising. 

She lifted her hips again until only the tip of Bakugou’s cock remained inside of her, and then slammed down again. Setting the pace as she began to chase her own climax. 

Bakugou took control, lifting her hips so he could thrust up into her as she filled the room with her loud moans. Her body shivered as his cock continuously hit her G-spot. 

His calussed hands grabbed her ass as he moved his hips against her, he felt her pussy clench against his cock and he growled at her, “I wanna make a mess of this sloppy fucking cunt”, Kai moaned Bakugou’s name as she allowed him to take control of her motions.

He moved his hips to push his cock deeper, with each thrust he knew he was hitting her sweet spot, her expressions gave it away. Kai’s head was rolled back in pleasure as she moaned intelligible words. He trembled below her as he felt her clench around him again, the sensitivity from his climax bringing him close to the edge faster than he would have liked. She threw herself forward, gripping tightly to the headboard as she released a loud moan. He felt her legs trembling against him, she was getting close and all he wanted was to feel her cum all over him.

Her eyes opened in shock as he flipped her body, her back hitting the mattress as he grabbed her ankles and threw them over his shoulders, allowing him to hit her even deeper.

“Fuck Kai, you’re squeezing me so tight”

Kai’s breathing stuttered, “I’m going to c-cum”

“Cum on my cock daddy” Bakugou groaned out, “Fucking do it now”

He reached up and pulled her down against him, latching his lips to her neck as he felt walls clench him as she reached her peak. Her walls hugged his cock so tightly it caused him to stumble over the edge alongside her, unloading his second climax into her tight pussy.

Kaida collapsed onto him, chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Katsuki gently ran his hands along her back as she laid against him, both of them coming down from their high. Several minutes passed while they laid against each other.

Eventually reality came crashing back and Kai realized that they were both covered in sweat and cum. She extracted herself from his limbs and made her way into the bathroom, emerging a moment later, body cleaned up and a cloth in hand to wipe down Bakugou. His eyes were glazed over as she gently ran the cloth along his chest, “How are you feelin Kats” she spoke softly as she cleaned him up.

“Mmm” 

“Do you want to drink something? I’ll get you some water” Kai set the cloth aside and made to get up

A hand reached out and grabbed her own, she turned around to look at Bakugou in question, “No, stay” he cracked one eye and sleepily looked at her

Kai sighed as she sunk back down on the bed next to him, allowing him to pull her against his chest. His sigh was audible as he settled himself, face buried in her neck.

It didn’t take long for both of them to drift to sleep in the comfortable embrace.

[marsofaries]

The Itsy Bitsy Spider {Katsuki Bakugou x Reader}

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Cursing, Blood, Assault

Summary: Your grumpy (and ridiculously attractive) neighbor helps you rid of the spider in your new apartment. Things grow from there.

Notes: fem!Reader, ProHero!Bakugou, Bakugou hates feelings

That’s it. You were moving out.

So what, that you just managed to unpack the last box in your new apartment? One look at that eight-legged... creature, and it was their apartment now. You weren’t trying to be dramatic, but spiders were the absolute bane of your existence.

This led to you shakily standing over the said arachnid, a large All Might mug trembling faintly in your hands. 

“Oh shit, oh fuck-- FUCK!” You shrieked as the spider took a quick dart to its left. Nope. No way.

It had taken about an hour before the spider was successfully captive. Another hour to finally figure out what to do next. 

And now there you were, pacing back and forth in front of your neighbor’s front door, mumbling failed greetings to yourself like a desperate prayer.

“Hi, I’m-- that’s not right. How about ‘I just moved in and--.’ God, I sound like an idiot.” Gathering all of your courage, you rapped three quick knocks on the front of the wood. The urge to bolt was suddenly very powerful.

“I swear to God, Shitty Hair, if you-- Oh.” The door was suddenly swung open to reveal the most gorgeous person you had ever seen in your whole life. With biceps the size of your head, the man completely dwarfed you in size. He almost took up the entire space of the door, his spikey blond locks brushing the top the frame. Vermillion eyes stared at you cautiously as you forgot everything you were about to say. “The fuck you want?”

As you made no move to answer, the Greek god of a man pulled his lips into a scowl. 

“What are you, a fucking stalker or somethin’?”

That definitely brought you out of your reverence.

“W-What? No!”

A scoff left the man’s lips, and you suddenly wanted nothing more that to kick him straight in the jewels. However, you were on a mission. A mission to rid a tiny eight-eyed demon from your living room.

“There was a, uh...spider.” You slowly trailed off, waving weakly in the direction of your apartment across the hall.

 “A spider? Really?” The blond questioned condescendingly, rolling his stupidly-perfect crimson eyes.

A light flush brushed your cheeks in embarrassment as you stared down at your shoes. You were sure he was going to slam the door right in your face. But he didn’t.

The man brushed right past you, marching right though your open door-- making sure to loudly mumble as many complaints as he could. You stumbled after the tall blond, failing to keep up with his abnormally long strides.

You watched in silence as he crouched by the downturned mug, raising a single perfectly-sculpted brow. However, your silence was quickly turned into a squeak of horror when your neighbor dumped the spider into his bare-hand. 

For a moment of absolute terror, you thought the stranger was going to throw it at you.

Wide-eyed, you watched as he pushed open the nearest window and placed the spider on the railing of your fire-escape. Having pushed the window back down, the man turned back to leave your apartment. As he walked past, he shoved the now (thankfully) empty mug to your chest.

“W-wait!”

He paused, sliding his crimson gaze to yours.

“M-My name is (Y/L/N)… (Y/L/N) (Y/N).”

You weren’t quite sure why you felt the need to give him your name. Maybe it was because he helped you when you were absolutely sure he wouldn’t. Or maybe how he decided to let the bug free instead of kill it. Maybe it was the amused huff he let out when he heard your terrified squeak. Perhaps it was all three. You didn’t know.

His striking red eyes suddenly raked your frame before a smirk settled confidently on his all-too-attractive lips.

“Bakugou Katsuki.”

~~~

“HOLD THE FUCKING DOOR!” 

You let out a squeak at the sudden yell, sticking the toe of your nude-colored pumps between the sliding elevator doors. A muscled arm wedged itself between the doors, pulling them back open.

“You.” You breathed as none other than your extremely hot neighbor was revealed. The blond was clad in a loose black V-neck and sweatpants-- a large duffel bag thrown over his shoulder. His hair was slightly damp, as small beads of water dropped off the edge of his spikes every couple of seconds.

“Stalker.” He acknowledged with a grunt. The corner of Bakugou’s lips shot up at your protests.

The ride down to the lobby was relatively silent and slightly awkward. You kept switching your weight on both legs as you struggled to find something to say.

“The fuck you dressed so fancy for?” The explosive blond finally said. You couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief at the break in silence.

“I got a new job at All Might Bank!” You were pretty excited, as it was your first day. The bank itself was pretty fancy, and you were cheery that it was named after the old symbol of peace. All Might had been your favorite hero growing up but you grew out of your hero phase as you had gotten older. Nowadays you couldn’t tell one hero from the other.

You turned to Bakugou with a smile, content that he even cared about your life. It was quite a surprise when compared with the vibes he gave off.

“What about you?” You asked cheerily. 

“... Agency.” He grunted.

“Oh! Are you a model or something?” You knew it! There was no way that a man as attractive as Bakugou Katsuki was not the cover of every magazine. He was, just not for the reasons you thought. You watched in confusion as the explosive blond emitted a loud snort.

“Or something...”

DING!

You were almost sad as the elevator dinged, signaling the end of the ride. Although it was short, and mostly awkward, you found yourself enjoying his company. You walked side by side until you reached the doors to outside, pausing slightly when he went to part.

“Thank you.”

Bakugou froze at your expressed gratitude, studying your figure with renewed interest.

“You know... for the spider?” You seemed to lose all cognitive brain function when he looked at you with those frustratingly gorgeous vermillion eyes. Bakugou scoffed and turned away, muttering a quiet response. Little did you know that he was trying to hide a light blush.

“Whatever...”

~~~

You were happy to say that these shared elevator rides became a daily ritual, to the point where Bakugou started to bring you his delicious leftovers for your lunch (he made the meals especially for you, but would die before he ever admitted that). Before you knew it, you were quite smitten with the blond.

You couldn’t help but replay this morning’s occurrence in your head as you filed checking account after checking account.

 “Good morning, Bakugou-kun!” You called as you exited your apartment. You didn’t even have to look anymore. Bakugou had a habit of waiting for you outside your door to give you his most current dish. 

“Morning.” He grunted in response, hating the way his heart skipped a beat.

His eyes scanned over your form, (longer than considered friendly) as he checked your outfit. Bakugou always seemed to have some sort of fashion-ready advice on the tip of his tongue, and with you still thinking he was a model-- you were more that happy to comply. And also for the fact that he really did have a good eye for it.

“Undo the top two buttons… you look like a nerd.”

Your eyes quickly flashed to your white button-up, pulling at the two buttons with one hand.

“Better?”

Bakugou only grunted in approval. He was trying to act like he wasn’t on the verge of kissing the ever-lasting life out of you.

~~~

“Hey, Newbie! Get me a coffee, will ya?” You were quickly pulled out of your daydream by one of your (slightly arrogant) bosses.

“Of course, sir.” You answered as you hurried to the other side of the bank. You’ve been at your new job (and apartment) for about a month, and they still won’t let up on the whole “newbie” stuff. 

You sighed as you waited by the coffee maker, situated right to the left of the big glass entrance. Oh, how you would have loved to pour that coffee right over your boss’ head. Too lost in your own head, you failed to notice the suspicious group of men heading straight for the vault until one of them grabbed your arm.

“What the fu--”

“EVERYBODY DOWN OR SHE DIES!” 

Oh shit! Oh fuck! Your mind was reeling at a million miles per hour. The man had pulled you to where your back was to his front, and had a blade pressed against your throat. It seemed to come out of the inside of his wrist, being a relatively deadly quirk if handled correctly.

Everyone within the pristine building froze but quickly dropped to the floor after some warning shots from one of the robbers. Another suddenly morphed into some sort of beast and marched to the steel vault door.

You suddenly wished that you had a more physical quirk, cursing it for being so useless in this situation. Yeah, you knew basic self-defense, but it would be futile with three other villains in your midst.

Minutes felt like hours, and you could only hope that someone had alerted the police and nearby heroes. You winced as the blade dug into the delicate skin of your throat.

A sudden explosion burst through the skylight of the building, raining glass shards on the hostages. All at once, people were screaming, running, and blast after blast started ringing in your ears. You let out a sigh of relief.

The heroes were here.

Using the distraction, you quickly gripped the man’s arm tight below the base of the blade. You pulled it away from your neck ever so slightly, ducking your head to pull yourself through the gateway you had created. Keeping your hands locked at the base of the robber’s wrist, you twisted his arm and shoved up-- forcing it to pop from its socket.

A sudden bump to your shoulder from a running hostage caused you to slip up on your little self-defense sequence, allowing the man to break from your grip. He whipped around to face you, holding his dislocated arm. You panicked, so... you socked him in the face.

He let out an enraged cry, thick blood gushing from his nose. You were a bit surprised with how easy it was to land a hit on him. You thought that villains would have been more prepared before robbing a bank named after All Might.

Oh, well.

You punched him again in the nose for good measure, and he was out like a light. His hot red blood coated your knuckles, and you gagged in disgust. Ew. You wiped the back of your dominant hand on you button-up absentmindedly, before being shoved to the floor by your panicking boss. Wow. Your limbs felt like mush now that the adrenaline was wearing off, and you suddenly couldn’t find the strength to pick yourself off of the floor.

A final explosion went off, followed by the most desperate and wretched call you had ever heard in your entire life. And the call... sounded suspiciously like your name.

Your eyes shot up at the scream, searching frantically for the owner of that voice. You knew that voice, you only ever heard it in grunts and light-hearted mocking sentences, but you knew that voice.

“Katsuki.” You breathed, eyes suddenly locked on familiar crimson irises. 

Relief flooded his features as he saw you, and was at your side in seconds-- dropping quickly to his knees. 

“Oh my god.” Bakugou breathed, grabbing your head and cradling it tight to his chest and-- what the fuck was he wearing? Wait, there was no way... he was the explosion hero you saw on the news! Holy fuck!

“You scared the shit out of me! Do you know how terrified I was when I heard there was trouble at your work?! And you didn’t answer your goddamn phone? Jesus Christ, (Y/N).” Worried rambles fell rapidly out of Bakugou’s lips, seemingly void of any filter. You would have been ecstatic by his cute little worrying if your mind wasn’t reeling by the fact that your crush neighbor was one of the top ten heroes in Japan.

He suddenly grasped both sides of your face and pulled back so you were eye to eye.

“Are you hurt? I swear to God, if someone hurt you-- I’ll fucking kill them.” Bakugou’s eyes were frantically scanning your face, looking for any sign of injury.

“...Katsuki?” You mumbled softly, and he immediately froze. He felt his heart lurch in his throat as his name tumbled from your lips. You, on the other hand, were completely, and utterly lost. “You’re a pro-hero?”

“....What?” Bakugou questioned dumbly. “You could have been seriously hurt and that’s the first thing you think about?”

“What? I thought you were a model.” You whined, lightly smacking his chest.

At this, Bakugou let out a loud laugh, and you just watched in awe. You had never seen him laugh before. Even though half his face was smeared in black makeup and little injuries littered his skin-- it was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen in your life. He pulled back to look at you, but suddenly froze.

“You’re hurt! Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?!” Bakugou shouted, spotting bright red stains on the front of your blouse. You quickly grabbed his hand, hoping to soothe his panicking.

“Hey, hey!” You yelped, gaining his attention. “It’s not mine.” 

You gestured over to the villain knocked out next to you.

“Holy shit.” Katsuki breathed, before turning his vermillion gaze back to yours. A quiet, amused huff escaped his lips. “So you’re afraid of a spider, but can knock out a villain?” He questioned teasingly.

A light blush covered your cheeks, causing you to force your eyes down. You suddenly noticed just how close you two were. You were situated about half way onto Bakugou’s lap, as one of his large hands softly held your waist. The other was still trapped between your own. This caused your blush to only darken.

“Hey, eyes up here.” Bakugou muttered, lifting his hand from your waist and to the base of your chin. You force your eyes back up to his, but couldn’t help but sneak a quick glance to his lips. However, Bakugou saw it, and that was all it took.

Bakugou crashed his lips onto yours, and you were quick to respond. You tangled your hands within his soft blond locks, allowing him to completely dominate the kiss. His hands held you tightly to his body, refusing to give even an inch of space between you two. He didn’t let go even as you pulled back for air, his lips chasing after yours.

Time seemed to stop while he was kissing you, and every one was distressed with the thought of losing you. It was soft and sweet, and then rough and desperate-- the sweet smell of caramel, of Bakugou, invading all of your senses. 

You finally broke for air, breaths mingling shamelessly. Bakugou rested his forehead on yours, wanting nothing more than to never let you go.

“I’m so glad I found you, Stalker.”

Bonus:

A low whistle dragged out across bank, turning the couples’ gazes over to a certain hardening hero.

“SHITTY HAIR, I SWEAR TO--”

The End.

Notes:  This was my first imagine! I hope you guys liked it!

The police watching the final scene like: 👁👄👁 can we go home?