#bakugo x reader fluff

[mindless-existence1]

thinking about Pro hero Bakugo who wears a locket on him at all times. The picture in it? A beautiful picture of you smiling on your wedding day.

It's not on a necklace where it can snag or get pulled but somewhere else, safer. Also not as visible. But then the press gets a photo of him and someone sees it.

The pretty design on the back of the golden locket stands out. The press and his fans go crazy over it. Everyone already knows Bakugo is down bad for his wife but now there's a locket with unknown photos in it.

Bakugo chooses to ignore it till he's in an interview and gets asked "so everyone's dying to know. What's in this secret locket of yours?" A confused look comes to his face.

"That's a stupid question, my wife of course."

[itgetzweird08]

Part one

“..go out with me”

Your breathing hitched, indicating that you hadn’t been asleep all this time. You turned to face him then, flipping on your side in his bed to get a better look at his face. Even in the dark you could see the strong outline of his jaw and his messy blonde hair. He stared up at the ceiling, his hands behind his head, and shrugged. “I mean, why not? We’re practically dating anyways” he followed up, vermillion eyes glancing down at you. “Any reason you’re asking me this now?” You whispered, moving slowly as you shifted closer to place your head on his chest.

This time, his breath stuttered.

Moving slowly, as if you were a flighty deer ready to run at any moment, he moved his hand from behind his head to on top of yours. His fingers gently played in your hair. He breathed a shaky breath, completely stripped of his usual hard shell. He was completely vulnerable to you in this moment. “When I was lying there on the battlefield..all I could think about was your stupid face.” He grimaced, stiffening a bit at the memory. You placed a hand on his chest, tracing circles with your thumb. He exhaled with a shaky breath. “I was bleeding out, all these fucking holes in me, and one of the only things I could think of was how angry I was at myself for not being able to man up and ask you out properly. I waited too long and everything’s a mess now. The city is a fucking wreck, we’re on lockdown..and I had a whole plan too. I was gonna take you to that noodle shop you like with the stupid name. And now I can’t, because it’s too late and now I might fucking die before I ever got the chance-“

You pressed a soft kiss to the new scar that peaked out from his black tank top, causing his words to get stuck in his throat.

“Take a breath..” you told him softly. He obeyed, breathing in air and blowing out his tension.

“It’s okay, B. You’re okay. I was mad too. I was so mad at myself for not being able to protect you when you got hurt, not being able to move a little bit faster and push you out of the way. I was mad that you might die before I got the chance to tell you how much I like you..” he smirked at your words, smug covering up his giddiness. “You like me?” You scoffed, rolling your eyes and moving to shift away from him out of feigned annoyance. But he wrapped an arm around you waist and pulled you closer.

“I like you too nerd…a fuckton”

You couldn’t help but smile, sinking deeper into his hold as you breathed him in. And for a moment, you felt untouchable in here. Despite the looming threat of war, the scorching flames of the world outside, you were safe in his arms. You wished you could stay like this forever. A yawn left you as your eyes began to droop, and time seemed to come to a slow stop.

It was silent for a moment, as you both began to drift off before a question came into your mind. Despite your drowsy state, you couldn’t help but smile as you asked

“…so if you like me, does that mean you’ll admit that Oodles of Noodles is a fantastic name for a noodle shop-“

“Go to sleep, shithead.”

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Ps: im starting to do requests! So if you have an idea for me, go ahead and put it in my asks <3

[burn-it-all-for-your-love]

Bakugo loves showing off his strength in front of you, so if you combine that with his constant need to be near you, it results in him just moving you a lot.

Sometimes it's during an argument and he decides he's done with your shit and just throws you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Bakugo who complains endlessly, but if your feet or legs hurt all it takes is for you to give him puppy dog eyes and he's squatting down so that you can get on his back. And then he chews you out for not taking better care of yourself.

Bakugo who likes to manhandle you when he wants to cuddle. He just drags or lifts you to where he wants before he latches on, leaving you no choice but to get comfortable.

[chsvok]

NEWLYWEDS

pairing. bakugo x fem! reader

fluff, married life ig, i headcanon bakugo as a snorer, crack.

Being married to Katsuki Bakugo was no different than dating him, truly, only the title changed.

You’d still bicker over the silliest and smallest things.

Like right now, for example.

Katsuki was asleep next to you. His hands were wrapped snuggly around your waist as you watched your favorite movie before dozing off to sleep.

You tried to ignore it, you really did. But you couldn’t take it anymore.

You sighed and tapped Katsuki once, then twice. He groaned quietly, opening one of his fiery red eyes tiredly to look at you. “What, woman?” He spoke groggily.

“Can you stop snoring….?” You whispered. “The hell? I don’t snore.” He replied grumpily, this time, propping himself on his elbows to glare at you tiredly. “Yes, you do!” You shot back and sat up slightly. “I can’t even hear my damn movie, Katsuki.”

“Whatever, just turn it up.” He dismissed with a grunt, pulling you back into his arms and nuzzling into your chest.

“No, ‘cause then you’ll get mad at me for not letting you sleep.”

“Woman, you’re not letting me sleep either way!” He growled and gave your side a pinch. You gasped and swatted his hand away, deciding to turn the movie off and settling comfortably in his protective arms.

Minutes passed and the bedroom was silent, only the sounds of breathing could be heard. You were slowly drifting off to sleep when—

“Katsuki…” You poked him, whispering.

“What?” He groaned, his voice being muffled against your shirt.

“You’re snoring, I can’t sleep.” You poked him again.

He grumbled, pulling you closer to his body before replying, “For the last time, woman, I don’t snore.”

“Yes you do, that’s literally why I can’t sleep.” You said matter-of-factly to which he scoffed. “Yeah? Then prove it.” He spoke, his eyes still closed.

You groaned into the darkness. “What am I supposed to do, record you?”

“Sure, make it your damn ringtone while you’re at it. Maybe that’ll shut you up.” He smirked lazily, hugging you tighter.

You could only blink in response, the audacity this man had! However, you bit back a laugh. “You’re impossible.”

“Yeah? And you’re still awake, so whose fault is that?”

You shook your head, smiling and snuggling into him, wrapping your arms around him lazily again. “Whatever, just let me sleep.”

“G’night, dumbass.” He murmured, pressing a gentle, lazy kiss to your forehead before drifting off to sleep….and snoring again.

You sighed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Tonight was going to be a loooong night.

© CHSVOK. please do not plagiarize, copy, or translate my work in any way, shape, or form.

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[haikyuubby]

katsuki bakugo — the guy who swore that he’d never date any loser from his school.

katsuki bakugo — the guy who found himself fawning over you during his time at U.A.

katsuki bakugo — the guy who found himself stumbling over his words as he confessed his feelings for you.

katsuki bakugo — the guy who would never buy anyone gifts for valentine’s day, but found himself shopping at pandora for you.

katsuki bakugo — the guy who found himself up past his bedtime watching videos of how to take care of curly/coily hair.

katsuki bakugo — the guy who found himself craving your presence late at night.

katsuki bakugo — the guy who hated to see you cry or be upset.

katsuki bakugo — the guy who soon grew to find that you’ve become one of the most important things to him.

[elssero]

overheard.

k.bakugo

-in which bakugo overhears you talking about him with the girls... super whipped bakugo. cute confessions.

he knows he shouldn’t have followed him.

when sero dared him and denki to listen in on your conversations during girls night he knew it was wrong.

he knew it was wrong when he got up to follow his friend, he knew it was wrong on the walk to the room and he knows that it’s wrong now- while his ear is pressed against the door.

he doesn’t know why he followed denki- all he knows is that he’s now found himself pressed up against the wall- breathing silently as to not alert any of you of their position.

he can hear the conversation surprisingly clearly- it’s something stupid about your celebrity crushes- he wasn’t aware that girls were so.. vulgur?

“wait okay i’ve got a good one-“ it’s mina he hears- her loud voice clear as day as she begins her question- “if you had to go on a date with one of the guys in our class- who would it be?”

gasps burst throughout the room at the end of her question- giggles coming from a few of you-

he feels denki nudge his side- when he looks to the left he sees a knowing look in the boy eyes.

it’s not a secret as to who’s answer he wants to hear- it’s yours. it just so happens that almost every single one of his friends had somehow figured out about his little crush on you- everyone but you at least.

“okay okay- i’ll go first-” he doesn’t make care for minas answer, she says something about kirishima before admitting she could never actually date him- they’re too close for that. so she settles on todoroki.

gasps of surprise seem to come from the girls after that answer- “it’s not an actual crush!- he’s just handsome!”

it’s hagakure who goes next- she makes a small comment about todoroki that mina quickly agrees with before making the final decision on ojiro-

uraraka refuses to answer- teasing questions are asked about izuku- or iida? bakugo is forced to hold in a scoff.

“cmon yn! you gottta tell us!” the mention of your name brings bakugo back to focus, ears perking up as to not miss your answer.

“okay- you guys have to promise not to judge.” the excited squeals of the girls are followed with an array of promises not to judge you-

“well if i had too- it would probably be bakugo.”

his heart is beating faster than it ever has before- you just said his name. his name. out of everyone in your class you’d want him.

oh. oh.

the laughs from the girls are completely tuned out as bakugo begins to take in what you’d said. squeals of excitement are quickly turned into a bombarding of questions.

“but- why? he’s such a dick?” laughs are heard from jirou as she questions you- bakugo is too infested in your answer to take note of the insult.

“well- i guess that’s kinda what i like about him?” confused murmurs are heard from the girls surrounding you- urging you to continue.

“yes he’s loud- and obnoxious- but i guess i can’t help but find that- almost charming?”

words of disagreement leave your friends mouths.

it’s only when denki taps his shoulder when he realises his friend is still stood next to him- his jaw is dropped as he looks at the blonde. it takes him a second before he realises he feels the heat in his face- a clear blush across his features.

bakugo turns away in an instant- making his way back to the kirishimas room where they had been previously hanging out.

he slams the door behind him and denki hard- immediately pressing his back against the door letting his head fall back as he gains his breathe.

“so? what did you guys hear?” he can’t even answer sero when he asks- far too busy thinking about what you had said-

“oh- just that if yn had to go out on a date with anyone in the class, it would be our bakugo-” he could slap denki right now- if he wasn’t so starstruck.

kirishima jumps up immediately- wrapping an arm around his friends shoulders. “bakugo- man this is great! you totally have a shot!”

he wants to answer- tell his friends to shut up- but his throat feels dry and the words won’t come out, still attempting to get ahold on his breathing he shoves kirishima away from him.

“i- i fuck i don’t know how to do this shit.”

“don’t worry about it man- we’ll wingman you-” kirishima’s words of encouragement are swiftly cut off by a knock at the door. despite not knowing who it is- a pit forms in bakugos stomach.

slowly and silently bakugo moves away from the door to allow his red haired friend to greet whoever is on the other side.

“hey- is bakugo in here? i need to talk to him.” he hears your voice from his spot behind the door as he sinks into the corner, his heart rate begins to sore once again.

“yeah he’s here!” the grip on his shirt is strong as it pulls him out of his hiding spot- now finding himself face to face with you as you eye him suspiciously.

you don’t say anything as you turn away- he watches you walk without moving, feet glued to the floor. kirishima pushes him out the door whispering a quick good luck.

he follows you down the hall- you take a look around you before taking a left, seemingly looking for an empty space.

his heart is beating out of his chest so fast he’s afraid you might hear it, he watches you walking in front of him in complete silence, it feels like torture.

you stop at the end hall and before turning around to look behind him- your making sure your alone before you finally turn to look at him again.

you stare at him expectingly and he feels his stress levels rise- he needs to know what you want from him and now.

“we heard you.” his previously ferociously beating heart feels as though it’s stopped- falling flat into his stomach.

“w-what’re you talking about?” if the stutter in his usually brash voice isn’t enough- you know that bakugo isn’t an idiot, and you know that he’s aware exactly what your talking about-

“earlier- you were eavesdropping on us.” the temperature in the hall feels as through its increasingly rising- he feels the tips of his ears getting warmer the longer you look at him for.

“i-ive got no idea what your talking about.” you take a step closer to him now- he has to stop himself from scurrying away.

“so it wasn’t you outside mina’s form earlier?” a lump forms in bakugos throat- he feels pathetic, how can he manage to be so strong but completely crumble when it came to you?

“we did some eavesdropping of our own.” bakugo watches as the look in our eye changes- casting a teasing look as you continue.

“what exactly was it that you and your friends were just talking about?”

he wants to answer you- he truly does. he feels the weight of the feelings he’s had for you since last year, he wants needs to tell you.

he remembers all the stolen glances he gives you, how sometimes he would catch your eye and it would plague his thoughts for days after.

the things he wishes he could do with you come to mind, the list of spots he’s found that he’s certain you’d love- that he’d love to show you.

he thinks about how he wants to be there for you, to be the person you reach for, your safe space.

he wants to tell you.

“you- we were talking about you” he blurts it out before he can think about it properly, your eyes widen slightly, clearly taken aback.

“it’s always you.” he takes a deep breath before he continues, deciding not to rush himself.

“your the first thing i think of when i wake up- and the last thing i think of before i fall asleep. i- fuck- i think about you all the time.” he holds your stare as he continues- hoping- praying you can reciprocate his feelings.

“i can’t get you out of my head and- i’ve never felt like this before-“ taking long breath- the tension in this stupid hallway seems to only be growing before he closes his eyes.

“i like you- alot.”

silence follows his confession- bakugos eyes still glued shut as his breathes deepen, hands slightly shaking as they rest by his sides.

he opens his eyes slowly- half expecting you to have walked away before he catches the first glimpse of your face. that stupid smile plastered on it.

he takes you in- his eyes now fully open as you looks in you in a daze, you finally begin to speak.

“i know.” it’s almost a whisper when you say it- the weight of your words not fully settled in before his initial confused disappears- he can’t help the way that the tone of your voice makes him feel instantly comfortable.

“i like you too.”

[tinyproprodigy]

𖤐 ִֶָ 𓂃 🧷

"C r u s h , c r u s h , c r u s h ."

Bakugou Katsuki x reader - (NB)

• Bakugo's crush on you started innocently enough - he begrudgingly admired your work ethic and quirk control during training sessions. But then he noticed the way your (e/c) eyes squinted slightly when you concentrated, and the adorable crinkle of your nose when you were deep in thought, and suddenly his heart was exploding like one of his nicely aimed AP shots.

• Whenever you're in the vicinity, Bakugo can't help but sneak glances your way, only to whip his head around with a fierce scowl when someone (usually Kaminari) catches him staring. "I wasn't looking at that loser, you idiot!" he'll growl, tiny explosions sparking at his fingertips.

• Mina and Sero live for teasing Bakugo about his crush, much to his chagrin. They'll make over-exaggerated googly eyes at him whenever you walk by, or loudly proclaim things like, "There goes the love of Bakugo's life!" This inevitably results in Bakugo chasing them around, threatening bodily harm if they don't shut their "damn traps."

• There's a running bet among the class on when (or if) Bakugo will finally admit his feelings. Kaminari has money on "Never, he's too proud." Mina is convinced he'll blurt it out in a fit of rage someday. Kirishima just wants his bro to be happy.

• In the rare moments when Bakugo musters the courage to talk to you, he instantly reverts to a flustered, stuttering mess. His ears burn bright red as he tries (and fails) to act casual, inevitably resorting to angry yelling to cover up his embarrassment. "Quit staring at me like that, (L/N)! Don't you have better things to do than bother me?"

• Despite his gruff exterior, Bakugo is incredibly protective of you. If anyone so much as looks at you the wrong way, they'll find themselves on the receiving end of his explosive fury. He insists it's just because you're a fellow hero-in-training and he refuses to let his talents be outshone, but the class knows the truth.

• There's a notebook buried deep in Bakugo's room where he's meticulously analyzed all your quirk's capabilities, strong points, and areas for improvement. In the margins, doodles of your face and little explosions shaped like hearts decorate the pages. If anyone ever found it, he'd simply combust from mortification.

• During particularly intense battles or training exercises, Bakugo finds himself pushing harder than ever before, determined to impress you with his skills. Afterwards, he'll try to play it cool, like your presence had no effect on him whatsoever. But the glow of pride on his face when you compliment his power is unmistakable.

• You, precious reader, remain delightfully oblivious to Bakugo's inner turmoil. You see him as a passionate classmate and respected rival, making his crush on you all the more endearing (and frustrating) for the explosive boy. The rest of Class 1-A watches on in amusement, waiting for the inevitable explosion when Bakugo's feelings finally reach critical mass.

• No matter how much he growls and glares, at the end of the day Bakugo is an awkward teenage boy stumbling through his first real crush. And while his methods are unorthodox (and often involve yelling), his feelings for you are as bright and dazzling as one of his explosive blasts, lighting up the sky for all to see.

[peachsukii]

— midnight first aid (12:21am) it’s not common for support techs to be out in the field, let alone caught mid-battle with a villain, but there’s a first time for everything.

✮ content. comfort & fluff, pro hero au, reader is a support tech, mentions of blood, wound care, talks of marriage, don’t mind the katsurei selfship influence

Everything hurts. Your head, body, and now…your heart.

“Why didn’t you call me?!” Bakugo cries out from your shared bathroom, rustling through the closet for your first aid kit. He’s grumbling something to himself that you can’t quite make out, but you know he’s upset - understandably so. You should have taken time to call him from the agency when your phone died, but too much was happening and time got away from you.

He returns a few moments later, gripping your wrist and tugging you over to the couch. You settle into your normal spot as he rips open the metal tin, grabbing some cotton pads to soak them with alcohol. Bakugo carefully dabs away the dried blood from your cheeks and chin, causing you to wince at the stinging pain.

“What the fuck even happened, baby? Your shift ended at 9 and it’s past midnight.” His voice has descended from anger to pure concern. He knew you must have a reason why you didn’t call him, why you didn’t bother to let him know you were safe.

“I…got caught up in a villain attack. There was an emergency request for the nearby sector that needed replacement gear, and when I got there, it was chaos,” you explain, exhaustion littered all throughout your speech. “LeMillion’s suit ripped too much and he needed a patch up to continue using his quirk without reprocussion. While helping him off to the side, the villain attacked us. The others did their best to distract him.”

“Christ,” Bakugo grumbles under his breath, biting the inside of his cheek. He pushes your hair out of your face to uncover the lone cut above your eyebrow, three fresh stitches holding it together. The glint of worry in his eyes softens once he sees them, knowing you had been evaluated by a medical team gave him some peace of mind.

“Get up,” he instructs, waiting for you to move out of your spot. And you do, long enough for him to take your place and pull you back into his lap. He does another once over of the damage on your face and collarbone, clicking his tongue against his teeth in disapproval.

“Med team let you walk out all bloody an’ shit?”

You settle into his lap and place your hands on his shoulders. “Guess they thought I’d just wash it off at home.”

“Fuckin’ shitty if ya ask me. They didn’t even clean around your stitches,” Bakugo comments, examining them further before dabbing alcohol around the edges of the gash. When you squeeze your eyes shut at the pain, the wound releases a droplet of blood. He groans in annoyance, reaching for a proper wound cover to prevent anymore damage to your pretty face.

“M’gonna rip that team a new one tomorrow, fuckin’ shitty ass job patchin’ you up. This could get infected if not covered to let the stitches do their damn job.”

You knew this was gonna happen from the second you unlocked the door and Bakugo was in your face about where you were, anxiously waiting for you. Frowning, you shake your head. “Kats, baby, it’s not—”

“It’s a big fuckin’ deal to me when you’re comin’ home in the dead of night and covered in blood!” He cradles your cheeks in his hands, fingers trembling against your skin. The dim moonlight illuminating the living room highlights the glassiness of his crimson stare, making your heart sink deeper into your chest.

“I don't wanna worry about getting a call about you bein' in the hospital,” he whispers, voice cracking as he’s casting his eyes downward to avoid your gaze. “I...don't know what I'd do if I lost you."

"Hey," you soothe, nuzzling your nose with his and placing your hand on the back of his neck to keep him close. “I’m here, I’m not going anywhere.”

Bakugo takes a deep breath, closing his eyes to calm himself down from the anxious thoughts clouding his mind. You’re right - you’re safe and sound, that’s what matters.

“Damn right, you’re stuck with me,” he leans forward to place a soft kiss to your lips, holding the back of your head tenderly. When you part, he stays close before mumbling, “Forever.”

“I dunno, my finger’s looking a little naked for being stuck with you forever,” you joke, giggling maniacally when Bakugo’s face and neck instantly flush pink. “I’m kidding, babe. You know I love—”

He cuts you off with a second kiss, deeper and rougher than the last. He moves his hand from the back of your head to your back for support. In between kisses, you think you hear him say, “Fine, marry me then.”

Now your face is beat red, body growing hot from his words that you’re…not even sure he actually said. You let out a quiet ‘huh?’ in response, speechless as you sit back in his lap. He cackles, shit-eating grin plastered across his face when he teasingly says, “Think you’re hearin’ shit, sweets. Let’s get ya in the shower and to bed.”

You get up from the couch and follow him to the bathroom, his shirt already off by the time you shut the door. You can’t help but wonder if you were hearing things…maybe it’s just your exhaustion.

Or maybe, just maybe…it was real, and you just have to be patient. For now, you’re more than content with what you two have.

@slayfics @maddietries @starieq @liluvtojineteyam @jays-adventure3 @simp-plague @queenpiranhadon

[joi-me-hoi-me-noi]

MHA trying to ask you out (Gone Wrong)

A/n: I decided to try an idea that just popped into my big bulky brain because yes! This features: Mirio, Tamaki, Shigaraki, Midoriya & Bakugo

Extra A/n: Requests are open, feel free to request anything!

TOGATA Mirio -

He first met you after the fight with Overhaul. You and a bunch of students with healing quirks rushed into the room. Right before he fainted from blood loss, he saw your face. You were beautiful even with the serious expression on your face. You watched in amazement as he rushed out of his hospital room to go see Sir Nighteye.

When he got back to UA, he was helping students train by using him as a civilian in need. While coming back into the school, he saw you at the window. You looked up, saw him and waved. He waved back while Nejire watched with a smirk.

"You like her, don't you?"

"I do."

"Wow! So forward Mirio! Are you gonna ask her out?"

He nods. The thing is you are the second person to ever make him nervous. Like extremely nervous. You had a somewhat serious personality. He's rarely seen you smile. That's his main goal!

"I'm going to ask her out tomorrow!"

When tomorrow came, Mirio was sweating so bad. Even Tamaki was frightened.

"Mirio, you could always wait another day."

"No, I'm gonna do it today!"

You were usually in the medical office alone since Recovery Girl said you were fully capable of doing so. You see his tall frame in the middle of the doorway and peer over. A single pink tulip in his shaking hand.

"Did your stitches open again?" You question, quickly standing from your chair.

"N-No. I'm fine Y/n."

You raise an eyebrow at him and then eye the tulip.

"I-I wanted to ask you something Y/n."

"Go on."

"Would you like to go on a date-"

All of a sudden, he goes through the floor and his clothing. When he reappears, he's bare, booty, butt naked! Now you're both flustered and in complete shock. You turn your back to him and let out a breath. He can see your shoulders moving slightly. Were you laughing? He couldn't help but smile when he heard your snort.

"I - I haven't laughed like that in a long time! But yes, I will go out with you Togata."

He hands you the tulip and smiles at you.

"I'm glad!"

"You're still naked Togata."

"Oh right..."

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AMAJIKI Tamaki -

He always thought you were pretty; he's seen you around school sometimes. He was walking with Mirio and Neijire to go to Class 1-A when he saw you rushing to class. You gave him a small wave before continuing to your class. His face went red from the interaction.

"Someone caught your eye, Amajiki?" Neijire said, elbowing him softly in the arm.

He simply let out a groan and kept walking. During the representation of the Big 3, all he could think about was you. Even at lunch, he was just thinking of you and sighing. A confident person like yourself wouldn't want to be with him anyway.

"How about you just ask them Tamaki. It wouldn't hurt."

"It could."

"How about we all come with you to talk to her. We'll keep our distance."

He couldn't believe he agreed to those terms. He was extremely nervous already. Neijire found out your favorite flower and where you eat the most. He saw you talking to your friend outside, the sun making your skin and eyes glow like stars.

"Let's hurry Amajiki." She shoves a bouquet of [F/f]s into his hand and opens the door for him.

Soon your friend walks away and leaves you at the fountain. You mess with the water with your quirk. Amajiki approaches you nervously.

"Hey there, Amajiki! What's u-"

You catch sight of your favorite flowers and then Neijire in the background who was looking but quickly directed her attention back to Mirio.

"Are - Are those-" You couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the flowers. That's why Neijire was asking you those questions.

You take the flowers from Tamaki, accidentally brushing hands. Tamaki starts to fall backward into the fountain, but you use your quirk to gently cradle him with the water. You see Neijire and Mirio rush over to see what happened to Tamaki.

"He - He fainted. I can assume what he wanted to ask."

"And?" Neijire inquires, staring between you and Tamaki.

"I'll let him know whenever he wakes up. Will me answering directly make him faint again?"

"Probably..."

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SHIGARAKI Tomura -

(Takes place right before the battle in season 7 :) )

You were the one that gave him a lot of things. Dare I say a purpose. You were All for One's right hand and helped Shigaraki get started. AFO ordered you to stay with him for the first couple of years and then come back to him to work. Shigaraki's feelings grew for you after he saw what you could do and offer. He invited you into the League of Villains, but you declined and explained why you couldn't join.

He blamed his 'father' for being such a pain in the ass. You'd came back once and only once talking about a certain kid that AFO wanted for his quirk. But he can finally see you, without his father taking you away from him. He could almost cry when he saw you.

"Y/n..."

You turn around and face your boss. The city was in ruins all around.

"Shigaraki."

He walks over to you and leans against a big piece of rubble.

"I wanted to ask you something, if we're both alive after this."

A loud blast of wind shoots through the sky and you both direct your attention there. It's the kid that he was after. He brings you in for a hug, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Get as far away from the city as possible."

He shoots into the air and leaves you amongst the rubble.

"WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANTED TO ASK ME!?"

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MIDORIYA Izuku -

As soon as Izuku saw you walking down the hallway to your next class, he gathered his courage to speak to you. He simply waves and you wave back as you walk over to him.

“Hey Izuku! What’s up?”

“Y/n, what class are you coming from?”

He looks you up and down, noticing the stains on your face and clothes.

“Oh, Hatsume blew something up again and I was trying to help her fix it. We’re both fine, thank goodness.”

He nods along and adds onto the conversation before asking you a question. At least trying to…

“Y/n…”

“Izuku…”

“Would - would you like to go-“

All of a sudden, he is gone in a flash. You frantically look around trying to find where he went. Iida snatched him up by his hero costume and bought him right in front of their classroom. He runs back up to you and looks at you while adjusting his glasses.

“We were talking Iida…”

“It’ll have to wait, you should get to class L/n.”

Iida runs back to class 1-A and drags Izuku inside. His face was very red. Even from far away you could see it.

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BAKUGO Katsuki -

He really loved your quirk and you of course. He just didn’t know how to say it. He would stare at you a lot but turned and pretended to do something when you looked his way. To his friends, it was absolutely adorable how he was treating you.

He helped you during training and always shared some of his snacks with you. His friend group would watch in amazement, he was very territorial with his spicy chips and noodles. And they finally decided to confront him about it.

“Do you like L/n?”

“What are you trying to say?!”

“Why are you dodging my question?” Mina raised an eyebrow and smirked.

He simply scoffed and munched on his chips.

You entered the common area with a blanket wrapped around your shoulder. You said hello to everyone before sitting down next to Bakugo.

“I thought you were going to bed L/n.”

“I was but it’s so fucking cold in my room. I came out here to sit next to my personal heater.” You lean on Bakugo’s shoulder.

His friends whisper to each other before fake yawning and saying they were heading to their rooms. You say bye to them and huddle close to Bakugo.

Katsuki could feel his face heating up. He was unusually sweaty. He’s never sweated this bad before, only when in combat for his quirk.

“Y/n. Can I ask you something?”

“Mhm…” Your tired eyes looked into his red ones.

“I…I.” He looks at your lips and then back at your eyes. You’re smiling.

You’re both leaning in closer to each other and slowly closing your eyes. Then the door opens wide to reveal Deku. He came back from his run and his eyes widen when he sees the both of you.

“Uh… I’m gonna go.” He quickly speed walks to the hallway as Katsuki glares at him.

“Damned Deku…”

His eyes meet yours again and you both lean in again. You hear someone’s throat clear but ignore it and try to continue. Your eyes shoot open when you see Aizawa standing there, using his scarf to pull you both away from each other.

“It’s past curfew. Go to bed.”

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[mindless-existence1]

Thinking about Pro Hero Bakugo who's hates the paparazzi more than anything else, which is saying a lot. So when you guys are trying to grocery shop and and as you leave the store and paparazzi starts hounding you guys, he gets pretty mad.

He will have one strong arm wrapped tightly around your waist. He has his body moved in a way that covers you from the flashing camera and pushy people.

The paparazzi is yelling out questions and it's just pissing him off more. He tightens his grip and when you get to the car. "Dynamite! Dynamite! Is this a new girlfriend?" Someone yells out amongst the crowd.

Bakugo likes to keep your life out of the paper and that makes people get the wrong idea when he interacts with women.

This pushes him over the edge and he keeps his grip on you but faces the crowd of people. "Lizten up this is my wife you're talking about so show some respect before I make you. Now, back the fuck up and leave." He shouts at the people he'd call "extras".

For a minute the questions stop in fear and that's all he needs to get you to your seat and get to the drivers side. He turns on the engine and makes a quick get away. You can hear the shouting of paparazzi in the distance as you laugh.

He just tsks and puts a hand on your thigh as he drives away. "Damn extras getting in the way." He mumbles but looks over at you as you laugh with such a love sick expression. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Honesty I just think about Bakugo a lot.

Requests open pls send!

[itgetzweird08]

“You shouldn’t be up this late”

Bakugo’s voice whispered, filling the silence in the dorm kitchen. He was right, and usually you weren’t. You valued your sleep, often being one of the first in the class to call it a night. But tonight was different. Your thoughts, your heart, were restless. Despite following your nighttime routine, which was curated specifically to help you wind down and rest, you still found yourself tossing and turning. Not even your ocean sounds could help you drift to sleep. Thats why when Bakugo spoke, you sighed heavily and let your shoulders droop.

“Yeah. I know.”

He took a few steps toward you, leaning against the countertop. “So what’s got you awake?” You shrugged at him, watching the water in the electric kettle begin to form small bubbles. “Dunno…just can’t sleep I guess.” You looked over to him, taking soft note of his tired eyes and disheveled hair. “And you? You aren’t usually awake at this time either.” He shrugged right back at you. “Dunno…can’t sleep I guess” he echoed your words, and it made you smile just a bit.

You both knew why the other was awake, or at least you both had some inkling. Between how the ambush attack played out and Midoriya running away, neither of you have had time to really process all of what has gone on. You haven’t had time to think about how your lives had been flipped one eighty. But since Midoriya was back safe and sound, and there was no real information on the League or their next move, everything was at a standstill. That meant your brain was finally coming up to speed on what had gone on recently…and it was overwhelming. It felt like your mind was in over drive, thinking so many thoughts at once that it was causing you to lose sleep.

“…There’s a lot of water in this kettle. Would you like some tea?” Bakugo didn’t answer, just walked over to the mug cabinet and grabbed both of your designated mugs. Yours had your hero insignia, and he had his. It was Nezu’s Christmas gift for all of the hero course students. Bakugo opened the tea drawer, grabbing you each a packet of sleepytime zen tea before walking back over to you. You worked in silence then, enjoying each other’s company as you made your own cups.

Your relationship with Bakugo was unique. You admired him, even when he was a bit of an asshole at the beginning of the school year. You’ve enjoyed watching him grow and working beside him as a teammate. You were inspired by his tenacity and drive. You liked how smart and witty he was, and how he could be funny even when he didn’t realize it. It also didn’t hurt that he was actually pretty cute. And all of the same things went for you in his eyes. He admired your kindness and your courage. He was inspired by the way you had such a big heart but you were no push over, standing up to him when he got too rough with his words or during training. In his eyes, it was like you were one of the only people to give him a chance, getting to know him past his rough exterior. You two had gotten closer during the year, training and studying together sometimes. You began to sit next to him for lunch, stealing small pieces of chicken from his plate while he stole beef from yours. You were the only one with that privilege. Eventually, you became this unlabeled, unspoken thing. You didn’t have to confess your feelings because he knew, and you knew how he felt about you even if he’s never admitted it.

You softly sipped your tea, allowing the warm liquid to run down your throat and causing you to sigh. He stirred his own cup, watching the spoon go around and around. Technically, there was nothing else for you two to do in the kitchen. Technically, you could’ve parted ways right here and drank your own cups in your rooms. But you couldn’t bear to leave him. Deep down, you both didn’t want to be alone tonight.

“Bakugo?” He looked up as you said his name. “Could I sleep over in your room tonight? I don’t think I want to be alone”

All he did was scoff, pick up his mug and began walking towards the staircase. When he realized you weren’t following, he scowled and turned to look at you.

“Let’s go brat. I’m missing out on my beauty sleep”

Part two

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Ps: im starting to do requests! So if you have an idea for me, go ahead and put it in my asks <3

[damwynz]

𝐎𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲

𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞 𝘽𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

ᴄᴡ: ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

an: first post, leave requests in my inbox <3

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ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ! ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʀᴇꜱꜱ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ʏᴏᴜ, ꜱᴏ ʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜᴇꜱ ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀᴅᴠɪᴄᴇ. ʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇꜱ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ "ʜᴏɴᴇʏ", "ʙᴀʙʏ", "ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛɪᴇ" ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ? ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ. ꜱᴏ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ. ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅɪᴅ. ʜᴏɴᴇʏ ɪꜱ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜɪꜱ ɢɪʀʟ.

ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ! ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ, ᴛʀɪᴇꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ. ꜱᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʜɪᴍ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ.

"ꜱᴘᴀʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ɪᴅɪᴏ-," ʜᴇ ᴘᴀᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ. ʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴅᴅʀᴇꜱꜱɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ. "ꜱᴘᴀʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ, ʜᴏɴᴇʏ". ʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴇᴍʙᴀʀʀᴀꜱꜱᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ. ʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?

ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ! ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡʜᴇʟᴍᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍɪxᴇᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ. ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ, "ᴡᴀꜱ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ?", "ɪ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ, ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ɪ?", ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴄʀᴀᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ-ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ "ʜᴏɴᴇʏ", ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ɢᴇɴᴜɪɴᴇʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ.

ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ! ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ "ʜᴏɴᴇʏ" ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ɪꜰ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀꜱɪɴɢ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇɴᴅ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄɪɴɢ, ʜᴇ ꜱʟɪᴘꜱ ᴜᴘ. ʜᴇ ꜱʟɪᴘꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀ. ʜᴇ ꜱʟɪᴘꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ. ʜᴇ ꜱʟɪᴘꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ. ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜰᴜʟʟʏ ꜱᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴛʜᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴅɪꜱᴛʀᴀᴜɢʜᴛ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʜᴇ ꜱᴀʏꜱ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀꜱꜱᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴀʀᴍꜱ.

[feitanii-ll]

ᰔᩚ 𝗠𝗬 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟, 𝗠𝗬 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟 ᰔᩚ

husband! katsuki x afab!reader

(implied advances/pursuing (not from katsuki), cursing, hella fluff, little ooc kats.)

★ — in which,, katsuki finds someone trying to pursue his wife in a grocery store.

katsuki has a lot of pride.

how could he not? being one of the top heros in Japan, bursting through the ranks at unimaginable speeds, accomplishing things that no one else in the world can even comprehend. he's got a house (a few of them), nice cars, neat clothes, ect— overall, an exceptional lifestyle. something that he deserves to be prideful about. things to be proud of. and though he appreciates it; the fame, the wealth, the prestige— nothing, and I mean nothing, trumps the pride he has for you. his wife.

it's all he feels in the moment, staring at you from across the isle of the grocery store, unbeknownst to you. his sweet little wife, going off on a stranger, an absolute weirdo, for not leaving you alone, he believes. for not accepting your rejection, maybe? he can only assume. hell, who cares anymore?

he had driven you both to the grocery store, wanting to do some quick shopping for the upcoming weekend. but your man was just so so tired from working all week, you insisted on going in alone so that he could relax, promising you'd just be a minute.

he took it upon himself to go looking inside the store for you when 45 minutes pass, leading him to now.

katsuki is grinning, almost maniacally as he watches you, arms crossed over his pride-swollen chest. the conversation is something along the lines of,

'I said no, didn't I? back the fuck up.' with your brows furrowed cutely, a disgusted sneer on your face.

when the loser persists, you get loud, almost wanting to make a scene. you cut him off with a, "nuh uh! I'm tryna' be nice, but you're pissing me off, now, sir"

katsuki's still watching, wanting to see how things plays out. he won't let the man get too close. won't let anything escalate further. he just wants to see you handle yourself, like he knows you can. you're his girl, after all.

and when the man doesn't let up, you take to slipping your phone out of your pocket, taking your eyes off the man for only a second to speed dial katsuki. he sees it all, watching as you press the phone to your ear, ready to summon him. he grins wider, biting back a smile when he feels his phone vibrate in his front, right pocket. you're still cursing the stranger out, now embarrassing him in front of the other shoppers as you wait for your husband to answer the phone.

"—don't know what you thought this was. my husband don't play that. he's crazy." you scoff, thoroughly pissed.

and that's the icing on the cake. it's what has him cackling, celebrating, almost to himself. he basically doubles over as his giggles hit him hard. he wasn't expecting those words to come out of your mouth, but God, were they music to his ears.

'thas' my fuckin' girl.' he sighs internally.

you did everything right.

he thinks it's about time he interferes. slipping a cllaosued hand into his front pocket, katsuki pulls out his vibrating phone, declining the call as he approaches you.

the confusion you feel when your husband doesn't answer is temporary. your expression goes from frustrated to surprised when his voice rings out just above you, swimming pleasantly through your ears.

"kats—" you look up, surprised as you meet his gaze, a wave of relief washing over you.

"don't worry, babe," he's still grinning, but the look he gives the man is one of familiarity. you might have to be the one to deescalate the problem now,

"your husband's riiiight here."

your once frustrated features shift at the sound of his voice. his form was so big and imposing behind you, and you knew you were safe.

"baby, I was just gonna grab one more thing for you before paying for the groceries—"

God, he thinks, you were shopping for him.

"don't worry 'bout it, ma." his voice is gruff as it sounds in your ears, rough in a way that it makes you almost plaint. and it's around this time that the stranger realizes just who he's talking to, not expecting dynamite to be in his vicinity.

"you did good. c'mon." he praises as he grabs your hand, leading you to the register and taking the basket from your hands, gingerly.

by the time you get back into your shared vehicle, katsuki is still smiling— like he's on the verge of laughing. it makes you smile, too, albeit, extremely confused.

you slip on your seat belt when you feel the car roar to life, rumbling softly in the background. when you look back uo, you're sighing, flopping back against the seat, exhausted. when you look to your man, he's still grinning. it makes you smile, albeit extremely confused.

"what??" you ask through a giggle, almost desperately, needing to know just what the hell was so damn funny.

he stays silent, simply smiling, and you emphasize again,

"whaat?"

"nothin!" he laughs, palms lifting off the wheel and by his ears in mock surrender, "can't fucking look at ya?"

"you're being weird, kat!" you swat his shoulder playfully, "what arenyou looking at me like that?"

"nothin', baby, nothin'." he's giddy, which is so so odd to you.

"is this about what happened just now." you lift your brows expectantly.

he pauses, and then speaks,

"just... 'm proud of my girl, is all." he shrugs, making a smug face. "told that man off, yeah? told him that your husband is crazy about you? makes me all...I dunno." he trails off, and you laugh.

"what else were you expecting?" you scoff out a laugh, shaking your head. "he was hitting on me, and—"

"baby, you don't gotta explain it to me. just.. know that I'm proud of you." he smiles, and it's so genuine. so pretty. so rare from your husband. your heart races at the praise.

"okay." you whisper, smiling shyly.

"okay." he confirms, looking down at you, still grinning.

he's definitely proud of himself. but not more than he is of you.

[thehusbandoden]

Ice Cream Thief -Husband!Bakugo Katsuki x Pregnant!Wife!Reader

A/n: I don't simp for Bakugo, so pls let me know if his scratched your itch.

General info:

Genre: fluff/crack/comfort \\ wc: 312 \\ fem reader \\ posted: 03/15/24

Summary: you are having a terrible time. Your baby kept you awake all night kicking, you stubbed your foot on the stupid nightstand, and Bakugo has been working almost twenty-four-seven. The one thing you’ve been craving all month is ice cream... but you come out to find it eaten. With the carton still. In. The. Freezer.

“Bakugo Katsuki!” You call from the kitchen, seething with rage.  

“What do ya want, woman?” He calls back from the living room.  

“Don’t you ‘woman’ me! Get in here before I make you!”  

“Oh give me a break.” He grumbles, walking into the kitchen to see what you were yapping about. His eyes flicker to the empty carton of ice cream... and he realizes he’s in trouble.  

“What. Happened. To. My. Ice. Cream.” You growl, a hand on your swollen belly. The one thing you’ve been craving all month is ice cream. Your baby kept you awake all night kicking, you stubbed your foot on the stupid nightstand, and Bakugo has been working almost twenty-four-seven. This was the last thing you needed, the straw that broke your self restraint.  

“I’ll just buy you mo-”  

“Katsuki! Why did you have to leave the carton in the freezer?! My heart just tore itself apart! I needed that!”  

“It’s like nine in the mor-”  

“I need *something* to calm me down Katsuki! Why did you have to eat it?! Not only that but you left the carton in the freezer! And now I-” tears of frustration bubble in your eyes, your hormones are going haywire, and Bakugo can see that.  

Warm muscular arms wrap around your soft form. Bakugo brings you to his chest, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you slowly begin to calm down.  

You take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your beloved. “Ice cream thief.” You scoff, looking up at your tsundere husband. He smirks down at you, pecking your nose.  

“I’ll buy you more, okay? Stop whinin’.” You huff, but don’t respond as you bury your face in his warm chest.  

You sigh in relief, knowing that out of everything and anything- yes, even your beloved ice cream- you craved your beloved husband’s tender touch above all else.  

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your lover on a leash

mha boys like you romantically and they're convinced you don't like them back :( But you do and you finally tell them. part 1 is here cw: throwing up (deku), set in the last year of UA; reader makes the first moves cus the boys are shyyyyy, gn!reader 🌊: deku, bakugo, shoto, iida, denki A/N: I got carried away 😭 And I finished this at 3:06 am so ignore any mistakes hdhjdhf wc: 2.8 k

deku:

Tears were effortlessly falling from his eyes as he was rocking back and forth. If you had seen him in this state, muttering a mix of "why wont they just love me" and "i'm such a loser" your heart would've shattered into a million pieces.

Between tears and hiccups deku just couldn't wrap his head around the pain of the situation. His thoughts were going a hundred kilometers per hour as he heard a gentle knock on his door. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Had he been too loud? Did someone hear him? Panic started to bloom in his chest.

Deku's spiraling was interrupted by the soft sound of your voice. "Deku I can hear you, please open the door". Fuck. I guess there's no way out. Deku approached the door, hastily wiped his tears and cracked the door open just enough to catch a glimpse of your face.

"What's up". He cringed at the way his voice cracked. He watched you trying to piece together the most gentle way to approach the topic. "I thought I heard, uhm, you having a hard time". Dekus mouth was slightly agape, humiliation and shame making him want to throw up. Actually seeing you here, your foot in his door, your furrowed brows, your fluffy hair, that knowing look. Seeing you in all of your glory and knowing he'll never get to have you? The pain in his chest - it makes him sick.

Before he could comprehend it he ran to his bathroom, bending over the toilet to throw up. When he came to his senses, he saw you standing next to the sink, handing him a damp paper towel to wipe his mouth.

Deku really thought that he already hit rock bottom, that the weeks of pining and stashing love poems under his bed were the epitome of patheticness. But seeing you standing there, casting a heavenly light on him, akin to a saint, he felt the worst he ever has.

"I actually came here because I wanted to ask you something, i didn't know you were sick". You looked nervous, deku figured it was because you were seeing him in such a fucked up state. You crouched down next to him. "You don't look too well, let me make you a tea".

"No, no, I'm fine". "No I already made up my mind deku. You're getting a nice chamomile tea". And with a quick "be right back" you slipped out of his room.

You returned with a steaming cup of tea in your fidgety hands. You slipped into his room and made your way over to deku, who was now sitting on the edge of his bed. It really pained you, seeing him like this, but you had sworn to yourself that you would do it. You figured that you just HAD to act on your feelings or they would eat you alive, even if deku was sick right now. Of course the fear over dekus reaction was already eating you alive.

"Why did you come to my room to begin with?". Deku took the words right out of your mouth. Whatever. It's now or never.

You took a deep breath and started "I've had something on my mind for a while now. And I don't know how you'll react but I just really want to clear the air between us."

Deku took in a shaky breath but you continued "I like how up-beat, caring and sweet you are. How you never leave anyone out and how intense your desire and passion to learn and help others is. I guess what I'm trying to say is that i really like you and i was wondering if you would want to go out sometime? As... more than friends?"

You physically couldn't bring yourself to look up from the pralines that you had taken out of your bag and which you were now clutching.

With every passing second of silence you wanted to fade into nothingness more and more. When you looked up to hand him the chocolate, you had to gasp.

Deku's furrowed brows, puffy and glassy eyes made your breath hitch. Just as you were about to start apologizing for making him cry he laid his scarred hand over yours.

"Yes". With his answer, short and sweet, it felt like a thousand kilogram weight was lifted off of your shoulders. Like two magnets you two clashed against each other and connected in a fierce hug. Your rib cages clashing against one another, your hands buried in his shirt and his hands curling around your waist.

Your heart was beating rapidly and feeling dekus face in the crook of your neck sent shivers down your spine. You felt as if you two just cultivated a piece of heaven.

You managed to peel yourself off of him after a while and you two had an in depth conversation about everything that happened and how you imagine your future to be.

The both of you could not stop grinning from cheek to cheek through the whole conversation and you thanked your lucky stars extra that night.

bakugo:

You jogged over to the sports hall. You were late for your weekly sparring matches. You locked yourself out of your dorm room and even forgot your running shoes lying on the floor. So you had to get the spare key and bring it back which resulted in you being super late.

You arrive at the hall after all, and after explaining the situation to aizawa he tells you that the only partner that's left is bakugo and that you're gonna have to sparr with him.

Your shoulders drop at his words. This is so much worse than any scolding you could've imagined. Of course. Of course the universe wanted to punish you, not only by making your fall head over heels for the guy who despises every fibre of you, no, but also by frequently forcing you to fight him.

And just like that he had you pinned against the floor, you fought against his grip but he didnt seem to budge. The anger was bubbling inside of your chest and it was getting harder to push it down. When would he STOP being so hard on you? Why did you have to have a crush on him of all people! AND WHY DOES HE HATE YOU SO MUCH?.

Before you knew it, your emotions got the better of you and you had bitten him so hard that he yelled in pain. This gave you an opening to slip out of his grip.

Unfortunately bakugo's anger seemed to be a neverending resource and you could practically already hear another explosion coming. "WHAT THE FUCK?! DID YOU JUST FUCKING BITE ME?!"

You skillfully converted your guilt into anger and directed it against him once more. "Yes! Because you deserve it, you piece of shit!"

You two moved so quickly that watching the fight transpire would be physically painful. With alternating hits, dodges and words exchanged, this felt like much more than a simple sparring match.

This match was different than every previous match and the bleeding bite mark and bakugos bicep was a painful reminder of that. Slightly out of breath he began shouting "What the fuck is wrong with you today?!"

"With me?! What the hell is wrong with you! You keep picking on me! You keep fighting me!"

You were cursing yourself up and down for becoming emotional, but how could you not? Tears started forming in your eyes as you continued shouting "I never did anything to you! I was always kind! I don't deserve this hatred! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LIKE ME BACK?!"

And just as the shouted words left your lips it dawned on you that you just let your best kept secret spill "..what?"

Bakugo looked at you with wide eyes, not certain if he had heard you correctly now.

The energy shifted and bakugos muscles went lax as he lowered his arm. Guilt was not only creeping in, it was enveloping him now. Suddenly he realised just how shitty he had been acting towards you. His own feelings for you suddenly felt exposed as well, his face falling into a mix of shock and a smile.

"What?" You asked him, all traces of anger wiped from your face. The unfamiliar expression on bakugos face made an uneasy feeling brew in your stomach.

"I do...". The words left bakugos lips and like a spell it turned you two into shy messes, stumbling over words and fidgeting with your hands.

"So...." "So?" "do you like ... wanna go out ... sometime?"

Blush spread across both of your cheeks. Intensifying as you muttered a shy "Yes, id love that".

Now you two just had to pray to god that none of the other students had heard you screaming...

Shoto:

Shoto was super perceptive of things happening in the real world, but of feelings? Not so much. He was aware when they started bubbling in his chest, when they were threatening to erupt but before that they went unnoticed a lot.

That's exactly what happened with his feelings for you, he didn't notice when that 'damn I really like them' started morphing into a 'damn I really love them' and much less when his heart started bleeding at the thought of you.

It was easy to ignore the slight changes in shotos behavior. It was easy to dismiss the worries by saying you were too paranoid but you just couldn't put a halt to the gnawing, the constant worry. He just seemed different in a way you couldn't pinpoint.

The bell rang marking the end of your day. Conversations ensued and the noise was accompanied by people packing their stuff and making plans. You saw shoto making quick work of his bag and you decided to take your chance.

You quickly crammed your supplies into your bag and jogged to catch up to him.

"Heya!", you greeted him with a smile. Shoto replied with a surprised "Hey".

"Do you have any plans now?". "No" "Perfect".

It didn't take long to convince Shoto to go check out a new cafe with you and soon enough you were walking side by side through the bustling streets.

You kept stealing glances, evaluating what you're seeing. He noticed of course, which made you turn away. There was no doubt that he somehow changed, were the bags under his eyes slightly more pronounced or were you just seeing things?

You wiped your sweaty hands on the outside of your legs, collecting your courage to ask. "So... is everything okay?"

Shoto tilted his head slightly before answering "of course, why wouldn't it be?". "Well... You've been a little distant lately, and uhm... more quiet. So i just wanted to make sure that nothing is up...".

You tried smiling at him but he saw that it was shaky, he saw the genuine worry on your face and it surprised him. Now that shoto was thinking about it you really were right. He couldn't sleep, focus or enjoy his usual pastimes the way he used to. But he never would've expected someone to notice it especially when he hadn't even noticed it himself.

"You know I'm just saying I'm a little worried, and we haven't hung out in a while... So uhhm if I've done something wrong or insulting please just tell me. I've been thinking back but I couldn't really tell what it was that made you want to have less-"

"y/n" Shoto interrupted your mumbled rant. You turned your head towards him, waiting for his words.

"It's not like that." "It isn't?" "No, don't worry".

Although shotos words were only partially true, he really didn't want to make you worry. He did feel different and he didn't know why, but your concern made him feel weirdly warm inside.

"As long as I'm with you everything is good"

You couldn't help but blush, and in return shoto blushed. The silence between you felt so thick as if it could turn into a blanket any moment and wrap you two in it.

After a while you worked up the courage to ask "wow this feels suspiciously like a date "

Without missing a beat he answered, "I like the sound of that". "Then let's make it one".

Before reaching the cafe your hand had found its way into his. The way his cheeks glowed light pink made your heart beat even more ferociously and this afternoon was just the first of many spent in that very same cafe.

iida:

The last couple of weeks iida seemed to be different. Completely overworked and stressed to hell and back.

It worries you deeply to see him like this. You were constantly wondering whether he was taking care of himself. The bags under his eyes seemed to be more pronounced and his participation in class seemed more shallow even though he was working more than before.

But whenever you wanted to investigate and find something out he seemed totally normal. He held a conversation just fine, he made you laugh and you enjoyed every second spent with him. But something wasn't right, you just knew it!

He was hanging up the new schedule for class duty when you saw an opening. You approached him with a clipboard in hand.

"Iida do you have a couple of minutes to spare? I'm collecting data for a study I'm conducting. It's supposed to help the planning of the schedule for future generations"

Of course that was all a lie, but it's not like he would find out. At least not immediately and that's what counts.

You began asking standard mental health questions about sleep, stress and self doubts. The answers surprised you. Of course you knew that iida had always been disciplined but this seemed like a little too much, training a little too hard, studying a little too long, sleeping too little. You had to do something.

"Hmmm, iida I have to tell you that your results are by far the most alarming. You're going to have to change parts of your schedule."

"What? What does that have to do with your study?"

"Oh- uhm nothing. But I'm just saying this as your friend now. Thanks to the study I have sketched out a standard routine, with a little bit of tweaking I can make it perfect for you"

Iida seemed suspicious of you and asked more questions which you all dodged like a pro. You were really good at persuading iida so it was only a matter of time until he accepted your offer.

It wouldn't be you if you didn't get the most out of it though. You got him to agree to meet in his dorm room to discuss further details and courses of action later.

One thing that was unmistakable though is that when he was talking to you, his mind was sharper, his sentences more clearly structured, his words more precisely picked and his cheeks tinted with an adorable pink hue.

Not long after iida told you he had to go somewhere and that you would talk later. So of course you got him to confirm your idea and as you said goodbye you shouted over to him

"It's a date then~"

The wink you shot him was the finishing touch, he disappeared in the crowd with burning cheeks and a rapidly beating heart.

Denki:

You always saw denki as a one in a million type of guy. The type of guy to remember the songs you liked and try to subtly incorporate them into his playlist when you were hanging out. The type of guy who would try to impress you with card and skateboard tricks. The type of guy who could joke for days, the type of guy you would scour the earth for. And harboring these feelings for him made it all the more difficult not to lose your mind when you heard him belittle himself so much.

Months passed but denki didn't pass up any opportunity to point words against himself. He was calling himself everything from stupid to ugly to incompetent, all of which were just factually untrue and one day you just couldn't do it anymore.

"You would never go out with an ugly boy like me, i just know it" Instead of taking the high road and trying to tell him hes pretty you bluntly state "I would if I could".

"What?", denkis voice hit an unusual cadence and the shock was dripping from it.

"What?", you ask back with a cocky tone.

"What did you just say?" Denkis self doubts seemed to be rather serious if he still asked you, his voice full of disbelief.

"I said I would if I could. You're cute, funny and lovely to be around, I can't think of a single reason not to go on a date with you"

You weren't sure if it was his quirk or just your hearts but there were definitely sparks. And as he smashed his lips against yours, connecting them in a passionate kiss, you praised the heavens for this gift.

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hello could you perchance do bakugo with a reader that is oblivious/ doesn’t get hints so he has to be very forward??

catching up on recs rn!!! lfg

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summary: total fluff!!! bakugo likes you but has to be bold about telling you because you can’t quite get a hint.

as soon as bakugo met you it was wraps. if you know what i mean.

you transferred to UA highschool your third year. not having many friends or people to get to know you kept to yourself untill you started to fit it. when the group accepted you, you still had a tendency to do things on your own.

most days it was bakugo who would be up in the kitchen late at night and early in the morning, helping you and keeping you company.

you didn’t mind his company, and if your being honest you didn’t think much of it. he was just being friendly. you were a new person to a new area, he’s just being nice.

well that’s what you had thought at least.

about a month into being at UA, you and the other girls had a sleepover. they made you tell them everything you were thinking and more.

“so anyone catch your eye y/n?” jiro said, boyish grin on her face.

the answer to you was simple. “i don’t really know, i think ive been spending the most time with bakugo.” the room was filled with gasps and laughs. you titled your head in confusion.

“you and bakugo? bakugo spends time with people other than his weights..?” mina said through laughs.

“i’m confused..” you said bluntly, feeling left out of their joke.

“bakugo is probably the meanest and most annoying person in our class… has he not been rude to you?” mina said now with a straight face.

“no.. actually he hasn’t..” you responded. everyone shook their heads and moved on with their night.

yet the way everything went down made you question what they meant by ‘mean’ or ‘rude’ but wtv you just dropped it.

on the other side, bakugo fell for you the first day he saw you moving boxes into the dorms. everyone knew they were getting a transfer. but he didn’t expect to see someone like you walk through the dorms.

he even offered to help you move in and carry boxes. going out of his way to be chivalrous. you didn’t think much of it.

days went by and he found himself looking for ways to spend time with you. once you settled in he slowly got to know your schedule. when you are in the kitchen, working out, all of it.

bakugo had been utterly obsessed with you. slowly he decided to start dropping some hints he liked you. if you liked him back than great, if not atleast he could get on with his life.

but through everything he did, it seemed like you didn’t get the hint.

one morning he finally came face to face with what he was going to do. he was just going to tell you.

as you got ready for your work out, you received a text like all others,

‘i’m up. want to work out?’ -bakugo

you responded like you always did,

yes!!! on my way down alr

you hurried down the commoners and found yourself outside with him. you normally ran to the gym, so did he.

“hi!” you said to him. you would be lying if you said he didn’t look good. his work out gear being grey sweats, black hoodie and what you were guessing compressions under all of it.

of course you thought he was attractive. but he was way out of your league. being as nice as he was he had to have a million girls that liked him.

“good morning.. you ready?” he asked while bending over for a quick stretch. it was early, so early no one else was up.

“yep.” you answered before starting a jog.

the run there was silent, it left you in your thoughts. how could he, be an asshole? he was only ever nice to you. i mean yes ive seen the media of him, but that was from years ago, right?

lost in your thoughts you were at the gym before you knew it. on your agenda today, sparring.

“ready to fight dynamite?” you toyed with him. a subtly flush on his face. probably red because we just ran 2 miles. you thought.

“ya.” his answer was short. you shook your head and began through the gym. finally you two found a mat.

without any words you two prepared yourself for your match.

no gear, just hands. once you were done stretching you looked above you to see he had shed his sweats, now only in a compression shirt and regular shorts. god he was muscular.

“go easy on me..” you joked before reaching out for a hand. he helped you up and gave you a chuckle in response.

you began your match. you have fought him about a handful of times now. still each time he’s shocked you with somthing new. before you knew it, he had you pinned. only once did you tap out he let you go. you two just sat there trying to regain your breath.

“i heard your quiet the asshole.” you attempted to start a conversation. breathing still frantic, starting to slow.

“who said that.” his answer sounded more like a statement then a question. his tone a little upset.

“nobody. it’s just.. i never saw you like that.” you tried to cheer him up, smiling softly at him. you truly have never seen him be an asshole.

“maybe you don’t know me.” he shrugged.

“or maybe you just like me” you joked. you weren’t seriously. you knew he didn’t like you back.

bakugo had already decided he was going to tell you this morning. he was more glad the opportunity came to him naturally

“i do.” he replied

“what?” your mouth dropped into an O. shocked at his response.

“i do like you.” his boldness was sudden. unlike any you have seen

“seriously?”

“yes. i’ve gone out of my way to not be an asshole to you. and i’ve also gone out of my way to give you hints… i guess you can’t take them..” he chuckled

you laughed in joy.

“so when are you gonna take me out king explosion murder”

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