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Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader (fem) x Midoriya Izuku.Â
WARNINGS: TRIO RELATIONSHIP, adult sexual content, angst and fluff, penetrative sex, oral sex, unprotected sex (USE GLOBOS, GUYS, preferably, pink ones lolđ), yandere themes âtoxic/possessive behavior, mention of blood and violence, swearing lots of it thanks to bakugou lol
Summary: After several disasters that happened around the country, the government had no other choice but to enact a new law that would mostly shock every single person, including heroes.Â
"Please, pleaseâŠOrder in the room! I know," he says to someone that it's asking something but it's mostly impossible to actually understand for viewers like you who are notâwere not present at the conference. "But, please, believe me when I say we have exhausted every possibility there is for this. This law was our very last resource."Â
By the tired tone in this man's voice and expression, you believe him. And you hate that you do, because that means you have no other choice. No one does.
A/N: lol this is a monster chapter, 5+k, you have been warned âđŒđ enjoyđ€
Chapter Two: Donde comen dos, comen tres.
This is it, you thought, taking a deep breath before your hand grabs the doorknob. This was the door of a new beginning, a new life that even though it was not of your choosing, you'll have to live and make it work. Behind those doors were the person you would have to share a life with, or at least try to, considering you were about to create a new little being together.
That thought made you smile. You really haven't considered being a mom, but you haven't disregarded the thought either.
You finally open the door, but what greets you behind is a scenery you were not expecting nor prepared for.
Mr. Takashi, the governor representative the letter said was in charge of your contracts, was standing behind a desk, where in front of it three chairs were positioned one next to the other and two of them were already occupied. The two men sitting turn around when you open the door, and you never hated being the center of attention more in your life.
You take a step back to look again at the number in the door; 705. The same number the letter said you were expected on that day.
"Did-... Sorry, did I get the right room?" You ask, still perplexed by how many people are in this little room.
"Yes. Yes, you did, Miss Y/L/N."Â
The cogs start to whirl in your head and it doesn't take a minute for you to understand what this means.
The two of them. These two men are going to marry you.
You gulp as you walk towards the unused chair and sit there stiffly and dropping your bag next to you on the floor, hands holding each other strongly over your lap almost to the point where your fingers turn white thanks to the strength. The silence is piercing and so tense it can definitely be cut with a knife.
You take another deep breath and look up, Mr. Takashi is smiling at you with a smile that only makes a cold chill run down your back, so you look elsewhere. That elsewhere turns out to be the other two people present and sitting at your right.
The man sitting next to you has greenish hair; actually it looks more like black with green highlights. Because of the distance, you can also see the many freckles over his nose and high cheekbones. His face suddenly looks kind of familiar. A Hero maybe? You weren't that into them to know, but Tora would probably know for sure. He slightly smiles at you and nods in greeting. You nod too, realizing how disgustingly cute this man is.
The man sitting next to this disgustingly cute human being is blond, his arms are crossed over his chest and he looks at you like you're an annoying gum stuck under his feet. That surprises you a bit, but when your eyes find his vermillion ones you can clearly see how unease he is with all of this, so you decide not to take it personal.
The both of them are big; buffy, strong men that clearly hit the gym at least five days a week, if not more. You hope they are not the superficial type.
You hear as Mr. Takashi moves papers and more papers, like looking for something as silence reigns in that room. Now it's not completely uncomfortable, but it makes you a bit nervous, so you distract yourself looking back at the green haired guy next to you.
He looks skittish and ready to jump out of his seat at any moment as he smiles timidly at you. But it doesn't look like he wanted to get away from you or even approach you, he simply looked ready. For what? You don't know. But he was ready to even fly if he could. Could he though?
That would be awesome!, you thought excited. Not that you particularly care about what types of Quirks these men have, but having one that is mostly useless makes you admire every single one, no matter how simple or boring they could be considered.
"Miss Y/L/N, may I introduce you to your future spouses," Mr. Takashi says as he signals with his hands at each man as he says their names, "Mr. Bakugou Katsuki," the blond only slightly bows and hufs in your direction, his angry expression still on his face, which amuses you a bit, "and Mr. Midoriya Izuku," the greenette guy also bows, before closing his eyes and smiling big at you, perfect and white teeth only making him even cuter.
Mr. Takashi then looks at them and says, "Gentlemen, may I introduce your future spouse, Miss Y/L/N Y/N."
You bow two times in each of their directions.
"Each of your test results show a high compatibility between you three, so we are glad to announce the exception of the Rule in this Paring."
Yep, I had to be the lucky one, you think sardonically looking down at your hands.
"Now, I will proceed to read again the law and what it entails and then I'll leave you three to get to know each other," the cheerful tone in Mr. Takashi's voice makes you want to vomit.
"We are signing the contract today?" The green haired guy asks, his right leg beginning to move rapidly up and down.
"No, Mr. Midoriya. Today is only the introduction, so you get to know each other and-..."
"How thoughtful of you."
You don't take into consideration that in a room as small as that one, your murmur wouldn't get as indiscret as you thought. So when you look up, Mr. Takashi is looking at you over his small glasses, and the way he feels annoyed by you is palpable through his eyes. Yet he smiles, fakingly fondly. You should have felt intimidated by him, right now he has the power to make your life as miserable as probably his own is. However, the amused snort that comes from the blond at your right gives you a bit of reassurance that you're not the only one thinking it.
Mr. Takashi lets it slide as he begins with the clearly bad acted courtesy while reading the law again. You don't pay attention, it's clearly a protocol action of repeating the law like a trained parrot. When he finishes, he explains the next step, "Now, I'll prepare your contracts for each of you to sign. Any more idems you want to add?"
That immediately makes you sit straight as you look at the old man in front of you, "Idems? Nobody said we could add anything."
He sighs and looks at you like you're an annoying child. You frown, already the anger rising. This man was really toying with your patience. "This is a special case, Ms. Y/L/N."
"Special? Why? If they get to add idems into this stupid thing then I get to do it too." You cross your arms like a petulant child.
If he was going to treat you like a child, then you might as well act like one.
"Ms. Y/L/NâŠ"
"No. It's already not fair that your misogynistic asses get to pair women to men as they are just reproductive systems just because you failed as a government, and now men get special treatment again-..."
He interrupts you mid sentence, "Miss Y/L/N! I don't think you understand the situation we are in right now." The stress he puts over his last two words makes you frown, to which he sighs. "These men are heroes. You do not recognize them?"
You look at them, still frowning, "No?"Â
The two men look at you actually perplexed, and they look at each other to see if they are feeling the same.
"Y/N, these are the heroes Deku and Dynamight." The old man introduces them again, saying their names as they are sitting next to you.
Of course you recognize these names. Thanks to the kids at school but more specifically thanks to your friends, underline stressfully the names Tora and Kira, youâoh. OH. You open your eyes wide. These are the actual heroes, the men that fight against villains and everybody loves and they appear on the TV that you turn off whenever a Hero is on and the ones your friends thirst over whenever they can.
Fucking ooohh.
You avoid looking at them. All you can think about is your friends and their suggestive commentary about how big Dynamight's biceps are and how Tora would love to lick every drop of sweat from them, or how Kira would let Deku smash her ass to Detroit.
You feel your cheeks hot as you look everywhere but them. Because now, in your head, the imagery isn't your friends anymore, but you.
You clear your throat in a failed attempt to gather yourself together. "S-sorry, I don't watch much TV." That's all the apology you offer them. "My point still stands that it's not fair-..."
Mr. Takashi doesn't even pretend to hear you out, he bluntly ignores you as he says, "Well, I'm going to go now. Have a good day you three. I expect you on the first of November to sign your contracts." With that he stands and walks out of the room, leaving you alone with the two most famous Pro Heroes of your generation.
You feel outraged by everything. By this stupid governor in charge of your contracts; by his stupid machism that he clearly didn't intend to hide; by having not one, but two Pro Heroes as future husbands.
The greenette guy, famously known as Pro Hero Deku, civilian name Midoriya Izuku, hmms as he turns a bit in your direction. He looks a bit nervous as he scratches the back of his neck and looks apologetically in your eyes.
"If it helps, the only thing that they let us add is a Confidentiality point." He smiles timidly, and you can see he's trying to cheer you up.
You frown though.
"It doesn't help, Deku." The blond says, crossing his arms again over his chest.
"Confidentiality? What do you think I am going to do? Post pictures on Twiber of either of you in your underwear?" You're angry, and you know it's not fair that you take it on them, but the whole situation it's frustrating.
"It could surprise you how many would even sell our used underwear."Â
You look at Pro Hero Dynamight directly in the eyes as he speaks. The thought of it is preposterous, yet the seriousness in his face tells you he's not joking.Â
And then Tora and Kira invade your mind. Yep, they would probably buy those.
You make a face as you relax on your chair looking forward, "That's disgusting."
Midoriya Izuku exhales a timid laugh through his nose. "It is." You look back at him and he's smiling at you again. "I'm sorry about it, but we needed to add the idem."
In a certain way, you get it. You understand the need to keep their lives private, considering how famous they actually are. They didn't know who they were going to end up paired with, just like you didn't either. They don't know you, and you really can't blame them for taking care of their own selves. You could have been one of those crazy ass fans that followed them everywhere and purposely put themselves in danger just to get their attention.Â
You suddenly feel thankful that your friends, even though they were a bit obsessed over Heroes, to them it was just the fanaticism and dream desires. You knew they weren't that obsessed or crazy to the point of putting themselves purposely in danger just to get a 'hello' from them.
You sigh. "Sorry, I didn't mean to-... I'm not angry with you."
"Oh, no, it's okayâ" the green haired guy says, but the blond suddenly interrupts.
"You're not the only one angry with this law." Bakugou says matter of factly; you don't know him, but you would bet he was trying to make you feel better, in his own way.
Midoriya nods in agreement.
You look at them. Really look at them. Damn, they are truly handsome. Now that you pay attention, they both have scars on their faces, some more visible than others. Bakugou has one in particular that starts from somewhere under his chin and goes up from the right side of his cheek to almost under his eye. Shit, that must have hurt. Midoriya has small ones around his face. However, none of their scars make them look bad or ugly, on the contrary. It adds to their strong, powerful semblance. Both of them radiate a strong confidence, a secure aura that makes you feel so safe. It's strange, new. A feeling you weren't used to.Â
A feeling it died the day they died.
You look elsewhere; both their stares make you feel overwhelmed. They are evaluating you probably the same way you are.
You suddenly gather the entire situation in you. Two men are your Pairings. Two men who are real Pro Heroes. Pro Heroes Deku and Dynamight, to be more specific. The two Pro Heroes that hold the entire country, if not the world, on their backs. The two Pro Heroes every woman in this society could only dream for. The two Pro Heroes you were one hundred percent safer with, making you mostly untouchable to any civilian or villain alive. And they are, from this day onwards, the future fathers of your children. Two Pro Heroes are going to be your husbands.
In another circumstance, you would have refrained yourself from reacting in any way, but you can not contain the laugh that possesses your being. It's loud, and so funny. This whole situation is.
You, probably the only woman in this world who does not want anything to do with Heroes, are going to marry not one but two Pro Heroes. The most famous ones of all of them.
It's absurdly funny. So you laugh, under their perplexed expression.
"What's so fuckin' funny?" Bakugou asks, scowl on his face that only makes you laugh harder.
Midoriya looks everywhere but you, trying to avoid laughing alongside you. Probably not because of the same reasons, but you're glad he finds your laugh funny and contagious. That only infuriates Bakugou even more.
"S-sorryâŠ" You say once you're calmed enough. "Umm, I never, in a million years, thought I would end up with two Pro Heroes as husbands," you offer as an explanation.
Bakugou tenses, holding his crossed arms over his chest tighter. "Got a problem with it?" Asks defensively, but also curious. Midoriya definitely looks curious at you, waiting for your answer.
You snort, "About you both being Heroes? No, not at all. It's just⊠I'm simply not interested in the whole Hero thing."
Bakugou raises a brow, "You do know the society you live in today has a bunch of them, right?" He feigns the worried tone he uses, you know he's just mocking you. Midoriya elbows him in reprimand.Â
"I know," you simply answer before sticking out your tongue at him. Bakugou smiles to the side, a bit surprised by your action.
You stand up, ready to leave this odious room as soon as possible. A light sound that only you are able to hear from your stomach reminds you haven't eaten anything since the quick and small lunch you had early that day during the school break. Maybe it would be a good idea to invite them to have dinner with you; but before you get the chance to say anything, Midoriya stands next to you and faces you a bit abruptly. He reminds you of an eager puppy, ready to be as close to its master as physically possible and ready to do whatever its master asks of it. It's kind of cute, but it still takes you by surprise.
"Would you like to have dinner with us? Our favorite restaurant it's just a few blocks away and they serve the most delicious ramen and katsudonâoh, Kacchan can cook too, his katsudon it's even better, but we could have that another day andââŠ"
You watch amused Midoriya's word-vomit as you lean back a bit from him. It doesn't bother you, his proximity, but you are realizing how big he actually is now that he's standing. He didn't look like it while sitting next to you a few seconds ago, and especially next to Bakugou. But damn, he is big. Wide shoulders that probably hide the entirety of your body, strong arms that suddenly remind you hold the entire force that protects this country in one smooth punch.
Number one Pro Hero Deku looks exactly like what a number one Pro Hero would look like in anyone's mind.
Bakugou stands up then and sighs, putting one hand on Midoriya's shoulder and pulling him back, away from you.
Holy. Shit.
Bakugou is even bigger than Midoriya. Freaking big arms and body that is enlightening a size kink you didn't know you had until now, with these two gods standing right in front of you as prove to your eyes that men like this freaking exist.
"Who fucking said I'm gonna cook for you two, nerd?"
The scowl on his face and his vermilion eyes looking from Midoriya to you suddenly feels like a slap of realization. You gasp loudly, which makes them look in surprise at you.Â
"You are the asshole from the hospital!" Your finger pointing at Bakugou only makes him frown in confusion, but then he pulls his eyebrows up in recognition, a side smirk appearing in his face. His forearm then rests on Midoriya's shoulder.
"Hey, little grub," you can swear the tone in his voice decreases lower as he speaks with cockiness.
"Oh, you're lucky there were people around, or I would have kicked your ass to Sunday," your threat only makes him laugh.
Midoriya only looks confused and surprised at the same time, eyes traveling from you to the man leaning on his shoulder next to him. "You two know each other?"
"I wish we didn't," you spit and Bakugou laughs again before walking to the door of that office.
"Let's go, nerds," he simply calls you and Midoriya, and you definitely want to kick his ass.
Regardless, you both follow, Midoriya not being able to take his big and expressive eyes from you as you walk.
The walk towards the restaurant was⊠interesting. While Bakugou kept quiet, walking next to you with his hands inside his pockets, Midoriya couldn't stop talking while walking on the other side âyou did notice how they strategically guided you to the middle though. That was kind of thoughtful of them. But you did wonder if they did that on purpose or by mere unconscious protectiveness.
Midoriya spoke about the weather, how cold the wind was getting but the sun made it all better even though it was already starting to hide in the horizon. How nice it would be to go trekking to the mountains with a weather like this one. Or how cool it would be to go to an amusement park. He kept talking and talking, and you understood he was only like that because of how nervous he actually felt. So you simply smile, and nod, and agree with whatever he is saying, trying to ease him a bit.
When the three of you arrive at the restaurant, Midoriya is the one who approaches the receptionist to ask for a table, Bakugou and you stay a bit behind.
"You don't have to agree to everything he says, you know." He says, not looking at you, but definitely talking to you. It takes you a second to understand what he is saying.
You smile then, and you do look at him. "If I didn't want to be here, I wouldn't be. I don't care if you're even more famous than the president himself, I know how to say no."
Bakugou then looks at you, and you can see the little smirk that wants to appear on his face. He opens his mouth to say something, but he's cut off by your phone ringing.
You pull it out from your bag, and the name Tora shines on the screen.
"Sorry, I have to take this."
Bakugou nods, looking back at where Midoriya is standing in waiting, looking in your direction.Â
When you answer, you don't get to say anything or properly place it by your ear that you hear the screaming.
Tora is screaming something like "put that down, now!", and Kira's response is "fuck you, fuck everything!"
Bakugou then looks at you frowning, which means he can even hear the screaming too.Â
"Tora?" You ask. You don't know how to feel. The amount of time those two call you screaming is uncountable, you're used to their dramatics.
"Y/N, please, come to the apartment, please." Tora begs, and she usually never begs like that unless it's something that surpasses even her patience.
With 'the apartment', you know she means the one that used to be you three's. During the last two years of college, the three of you lived together because none could afford to live alone or on campus anymore. This apartment had been inherited from your father, and it was too big just for yourself, so you invited them to live there with you. After all of you moved out, this place had become somewhat like headquarters when something shocking happened or simply when one looked for a space to be alone for a while. Which means, if they were there at the moment, something stressful might have happened.
"What happened?" You ask worried.
"Kira has been Paired."
"Right⊠I forgot it was today too." A crashing sound is heard from Tora's side of the line. "I guess it didn't go well?"
Tora snorts. "Just come, please. I don't know how to handle her like thisâŠ"
"Alright, I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Thanks." Another crashing sound and a yelp was heard, and you know you have to hurry up.
You look up at the same time Midoriya appears next to you, looking a bit worried. "Everything okay?"
You look at them for a second, they both look worried, even though Bakugou has a frown on his face as he watches you.
You sigh. "I don't know. One of my friends was Paired today too, and from what I could hear, it wasn't good."
Midoriya nods in understanding while Bakugou just looks elsewhere.
"I'm sorry, I have to go."
The greenette simply smiles sadly, he's definitely too good of a person. So understandable and kind, it kind of makes you want to hug him and protect him at all costs, which is very amusing considering he is freaking Pro Hero Deku, the Symbol of Hope for everyone in this country, if not the world. The blond simply nods, avoiding any eye contact with you and looking âor pretending?â like he's bored by this whole conversation. By the way he moves his hands inside the pockets of his jacket he is more nervous than he lets it show. Like as if he wanted to say something, but was holding himself back.
These two men⊠They were completely different from one another. Yet so much alike.
You gulp. Damn, it's too soon to do what you're about to do. But considering how fast everything is already going, may as well just do it.
"Umm, if you want⊠you can come with me?" You clear your throat looking down at your hands. "You're gonna meet my friends one day either way." You smile. "We can eat something there."
"Are you sure? We don't want to impose orâ" Midoriya looks at Bakugou, who looks ready to start the walk out of the restaurant.
"Oh no. You're not imposing anything⊠Just," you breath out a laugh, "Get ready to meet two weirdos."
Bakugou snorts and Midoriya smiles.
Exactly twelve minutes later, you open the door of the apartment. Everything it's upside down and you instantly regret having invited them now.
"Where the hell were you?!" Tora suddenly appears in front of you, getting out from her hidding inside the closet right at entrance. Of course you scream a curse. This woman was a freaking ghost when she wanted to be.
"Are you fucking trying to give me a heart attack?!"
Tora chuckles. "You deserve that. You left me with the devil's tantrum."
"I'm just two minutes late, you asshole." You try to normalize your breath, hand over your heart.
"Oh, I am the ass-..." Tora suddenly quiets, and you look at her wide opened eyes looking at the two mountains behind you.
"Umm, Tora, these are⊠my Pairings, Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki." You look back at them then, "Guys, this is Tora, one of my bests friends."
Bakugou nods in greeting and Midoriya nods and smiles. Tora nods stiffly, her eyes still wide and weird over them. You roll your eyes smiling, she's so weird. You love her.
"Where's Kira?"
A crashing sound again, this time louder than the ones you heard over the phone. At that moment, Bakugou and Midoriya react, both of them putting themselves in front of each of you and Tora protectively. You want to laugh at Tora's eyes getting cartoonish wider than before, realizing how big these two men are.
"Don't worry," you say immediately to them. "That's Kira."
You walk inside the apartment, Tora following you, but her eyes kept on them, which makes her bump into you when you suddenly stop.
Kira is sitting on the floor in the middle of the living room riping apart one of the sofa's pillows, angrily. The frustration is clear in every faction of her face. Pieces of glass around the floor, broken windows and mirrors, that clearly cut her here and there thanks to her own self actions.
You sigh. You have only once seen her this mad, and it was when she discovered his dad had been cheating on her mom for years. This same apartment had suffered the outcome of her anger. Mostly the same as this one happening right now.
More than feeling annoyed that she again broke everything here, you felt sad for her. Kira hadn't had the best life before. When she told you her history, you understood perfectly the way she walked through this life. She had to be strong, she had to fight, or life would chew you like a bubblegum and spit you outâat least, that's what Kira always said. Somehow, you understood way more than you wish you did.
You want to approach her, but knowing your best friend, it was like getting yourself into the mouth of a lion. So you take a deep breath to concentrate and then project an image of you walking closer to Kira and kneeling in front of her. You hear Midoriya's gasp as he takes a step closer so he can look better. That made you smile, so your own copy smiles too.
"Don't fucking smile at me, sunshine." Kira barks at you, and you chuckle. That makes her punch the pillow harder.
"Thank you for the nickname, demon," while the image you project moves its mouth as if it's talking, you actually have to speak louder so she can heat you from where you're actually standing. "Want to explain what happened to make you this mad?"
Kira growls in frustration. "Todoroki fucking Shouto."Â
You rise one of your eyebrows in confusion. You had heard that name before, in two ways. In a dreamy, horny way from Tora and in an annoyed and angry way from Kira.
"Oohh, no..." Tora cries as she runs back inside the closet, for protection.
"Todoroki-kun? They know each other?" Midoriya whispers to Bakugou, who shrugs in confusion.
You see it, the small things that levitate in the air and suddenly fly around the room in speed and collide against the walls. You, Midoriya and Bakugou have to actually kneel down when some pencils and small decoration items fly your way.
"Sorry," Kira says, but she's still taking her anger on the pillow. You know it hadn't been intentional. When Kira has very strong feelings or emotions taking over, her Quirk just gets out of control.
"What did he do now?" You sigh, preparing yourself for the next hour listening to this frustration Kira and said man have been having since they met.
Kira suddenly stops and looks up at you. Not at your projection of yourself who is in front of her, but you. You gulp in understanding and sigh, pulling your hair back with the fingers of one of your hands.
"Well, fuckâŠ" You simply say, and a glass breaking again is heard at the distance in another room.
"What? What happened?" Midoriya asks, and it's Bakugou's turn to sigh annoyed.
"She has been Paired with half and half bastard." Bakugou explains, and the way he calls the Ice and Fire Pro Hero makes Kira snort a laugh.
"A fucking bastard indeed." Kira punches the pillow again angrily, wich makes you three grimace at watching her abuse the poor pillow. "Do you want to know what the fucker said, after they told us we were a Pair?" She looks up at you again, and you wince at the anger in her eyes.
"Something tells me you're gonna tell me even if I told you no," you whisper, afraid of what could happen next. And you literally take one step back, colliding slightly with Bakugou behind you. He instinctively interlace two of your fingers with one of his, promising protection in that simple hold. Midoriya gets closer to you on your side, ready to put himself in between you and whatever may come towards you.
"He said, and I fucking quote, 'I expected more'."
Midoriya gasps and Bakugou sighs loudly. "He's such a jerk." The latter says, but Midoriya shakes his head.
"I don't think that's exactly what he meant. Todoroki-kun isn't-..."
"What?!" Kira's shriek as she stood up made you instantly stand in front of Midoriya, releasing Bakugou's hold in your fingers.
Your projection immediately stands in between the real you and her, its hands holding Kira's shoulders. "Love, please calm downâŠ"
"Do you know him? Who are you?" She barks at Midoriya, completely ignoring you and your projection, and you sigh.
"Yes, they know him," you clear your throat as she frowns suspiciously at you three. "The were classmates. They are friends."
Kira crosses her arms, still looking suspicious. You're not going to tell her who they really are. You decided that you wanted to respect their privacy as much as you could, even from your bests friends. These two men were going to make a family with you, so you were going to defend that privacy with teeth and nails.
"You don't look like models," Kira analyze them from up and down, trying to decide if she could trust them.
"Hate those..." Bakugou simply says, and Midoriya sushs him with a whispered, "Kacchan!"
Then Kira open her eyes wide, "Two?"
You sigh nodding. "Yeah⊠These are Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki, my Pairs."
You can feel them moving a bit behind you, probably greeting Kira from that distance.
Kira observes them for a while, maybe a couple of minutes, before she lets out an oh, my God and laughs her heart out. She laughs and laughs and you feel worried about her, you literally consider the possibility on getting her a bed on a psychic ward at the hospital.
"Does she know?" She suddenly says, a playful smirk igniting her face.
You immediately know Kira knows. Of course she would, she freaking works with Heroes most of the time! So you ran towards her, your projection doing what you were about to do in copying mechanism. It puts its right hand over her mouth to shut her up, but because it's an image, Kira doesn't feel anything more than a light breeze, so she smiles wider. Then comes your real hand, stopping her chuckles.
"Shut up!" You whisper loud, looking back at where Tora is hidding in the closet. She still hasn't come out of there, good.
When your eyes look at the two men standing there perplexed, you roll your eyes. "Kira knows. Tora doesn't."
Bakugou frowns, "How?"
Kira then bites your hand making you yelp and scowl at her, she simply smirks. "I'm Tomotsu Kira."
They both nodded knowingly. Just like you said before, everyone on the fashion industry knew her. And Heroes did too, because she sometimes had to dress them for photo shooting publicities or shows, yada yada.
"You looked familiar." Bakugou says shrugging.
"I have to admit, it took me a while to recognize you both without your costumes or masks." Kira chuckles, looking back at you. "You lucky bitchâŠ"
The two men look ready to defend you, but you beat them punching Kira on one of her shoulders, making her yelp just like you did when she bit you.
"I hate you."Â
"You love me."
You shake your head before hugging her, and she returns it instantly and strongly. You stand there for a while, one of your hands caressing her back up and down and telling her everything's going to be fine in reassurance. You know what she's thinking, it was easy for you to say that, you have just been Paired with the two most wanted men on Earth. And at that, knowing well how this hatred between Kira and her Paired Pro Hero had developed and grew throughout the past three years, you simply don't know what to say.
It's surprises you when Midoriya is the one who breaks the silence.
"I don't know much about you, but I know Todoroki-kun. And I know he is very difficult, but once you get to actually know him, he's not a bad guy..."
Kira stiffens a bit, but nods and sighs, completely relaxing and calming down.
"Sorry⊠about this mess," she says to you once she lets you go, her hands squeezing your shoulders a bit. You smile and shake your head.
"It's okay⊠What is this place if not for letting us have our tantrums and existential crisis for a while before going back to reality?"
You feel the two men eyes on you, but you don't look back at them.
"Has the demon been put to sleep?" All of you hear Tora's voice inside the closet.
Kira laughs alongside you.
Oh. A totally normal day for you. Not a big deal.
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miss pretty
{single dad!katsuki bakugo x kindergarten teacher f!reader}
summary: katsuki bakugo has never liked mess and always made sure his son and his life reflected just that. with years worth of a sparkling clean and organized home, toys put away and not once scattered about, and a barking knack over any calls of disorder in his lifeâ meeting you, his sons sweet and sugary kindergarten teacher who was the definition of pure and who was for some reason turning his fiery heart into complete gooâ was altering his boring strict cycles of no messes around⊠and for the better.
warnings: cursing, FLUFFF GALORE MY GAWD??, no smut but a lil steamy something, slight angst, afab!reader, katsuki thinks you are an ANGEL, sunshine x grumpy trope, mentions of abandonment, WHOLESOME AFFF, use of y/n, all characters are aged up.
word count: 11.4k
authors note: THIS MAKES ME WANT TO BE A MOTHERRRRR omg this one is sickeningly sweet and iâve gotten a few requests to do sunshine x grumpy with sir katsuki and i WAS ALLL OVERRR ITTT i hope i fulfilled!!! <333 THANK YOU THANK YOU AS ALWAYS FOR ALL OF YOU BEING SOOO SWEETT TO MEEE I LOVE YOUUUU MWAAAHHH :] <33333
katsuki bakugo hated messes.
âoi!â he grunted, his sonâs little head turning to look at him as he munched on his gummy fruit snacks from the backseat. âyou better not leave that wrapper in here. take it outside with you when i drop you off.â
âkaaayyy!â his son dragged out happily, completely unphased by his dads snappy personality as he contemplated on which color fruit gummy to eat next.
âand wash your hands too. ask your teacher.â
âmhm!â he chirped.
âand donât be a brat. pay attention.â
âyup yup!â
and for the most part, his life reflected that almost entirelyâ raising his son to always clean up after himself and not make bombastic huge messes around the house, begrudgingly understanding that heâs a small growing human, that a little spill of apple juice or two is basically guaranteed⊠but he just hated mess, and heâll be damned if he doesnât raise his son right to be a clean and organized man even at five years oldâ katsuki keeping everything in his life practically spotless.
that was of course, until he met you.
katsuki shoved through the other parents in line as he went up to the front desk in the main office with a grip on his sons little hand, not giving a damn about the glares and huffs of bewilderment he got as there was no way in hell he was gonna wait like an idiot with the rest of them.
the lady at the front desk raised a quizzical eyebrow.
âcan i helpââ
âwhere the fuck is room twenty four.â
her eyes bulged open as the rest of the parents in line softly gasped and murmured.
âeâexcuse me?ââ
he rolled his eyes.
âroom twenty four.â he pushed. âwhere is it?â
âsirâ if you need me to help you iâd like you to wait in line untilââ
âhah?! absolutely not.â he spat. âif i wait in that fucking line my sonâs gonna be late why canât you just tell meââ
âuh sir if you couldââ
katsukiâs son giggled as he continued to spout profanities at the poor front desk lady.
ââsir please no foul language there are children aroundââ
âi donât give a shit! just tell me where room twenty four is what the hell is so hard about that?!ââ
âoh! thatâs my class!â
katsuki snapped his head over, fiery red eyes shooting towards the voice until they landed on yours.
âis he one of my kids?â you smiled sweetly, eyes coming down to look at his son.
âohââ he let his shoulders relax just a tad as he watched you fix the strap of his sons backpack on his shoulder. âi meanâ if your class is twenty fourââ
âit is!â you beamed, nudging your head. âiâll show you where!â
âhiii miiiissss!â his son greeted, happy and silly as he followed you down the hall.
âhi honey!â you gushed, just as excited as he was as you patted over his blonde scruffy hair. âwhatâs your name?â
âmilo!â
ânice to meet you milo! are you excited for your first day?â
âyeaaahh!â he cheered, smile bright as he grabbed your hand.
katsukiâs eyes widened.
âmilo!â he snapped lowly. âwhatâd i tell ya? you canât grab her hand like that you have to askââ
âoh itâs alright!â you dismissed, smiling. âi donât mind it at all! the other kids do it too.â
milo snickered and stuck his little tongue out at his dad, and katsuki rolled his eyes.
âis he yours?â you asked kindly, tilting your head.
âwho else would he beâŠâ he grumbled.
âi guess youâre right!â you giggled. âhe looks just like you.â
katsukiâs eyes flickered to yours before dropping back down, a permanent furrow in his brows as you all rounded the corner.
âhere we areââ
âooo! ooo!â milo hopped up and down. âmiss you have race cars?! dad can i please go?!â
he looked over, a mountain of toys scattered about in the classrooms play area, little kids already making a damn mess and the school day hadnât even officially started yet.
âthe hell you asking me for? ask your teaââ
âmiss miss can i please go play with the race cars?!ââ
âof course my love! go! go have fun.â you smiled, gently ushering him on before milo zoomed over to the play area and crouched down with the rest of the kids.
âoi!â katsuki barked. âput them away when youâre done!â
he huffed under his breath as he watched his son give him a thumbs up and fucking dump the entire bucket of race cars down on the âabcâ play rug, taking one in each hand and dragging them across floor.
âheâs so cuteee.â you grinned. âiâm glad heâs not afraid being itâs his first day.â
âoh fuck no.â he mumbled. âmilo doesnât care. the little runt doesnât have a filter and does whatever the hell he wants without askinâ sometimes.â
he leaned against the doorsill as he watched milo converse with another kid and share a car, satisfaction in his chest that his son was sharing and being nice.
âbut i guess he gets that from me.â he finished off.
you nodded. âbut thatâs a good thing, isnât it?â
he pursed his lips.
âin my experience, not really.â
you hummed.
âi think itâs definitely a good thing⊠iâd rather be assertive of things and not be afraid of what the consequences will be.â
katsuki looked at you, properly this time.
âwhatâs a kindergarten teacher afraid of?â
you shrugged, a slow playful grin spreading across your face.
âparents.â
he snorted, crossing his arms over his chest and you quickly had to look away, a pink buzz to your cheeks at the way his big built arms flexed.
inappropriate inappropriate inappropriateâ
âi donât know how you do it..â he spoke lowly.
âdo what?â
âtake care of little shits all day.â
you laughed loudly, reeling over a bit as he watched you out of the corner of his eye.
âi donât take care of them! i teach them.â you quipped cutely. âtheyâre small, but this is when their brains drink up the most knowledge⊠and i love to see the progress from the beginning of the year compared to the end! i love it all really.â
pure.
katsuki curtly nodded, your sweet positive ambiance throwing him completely off, as he doesnât think heâs ever met or surrounded himself around someone whoâs directly emmitted the feeling of sunshine and rainbows and candy as much as you did.
and his cheeks flared up for some reason.
âoh!â you looked to the time on your little wrist watch and walked inside your classroom. âitâs almost time to start! i have to wrangle them all in their seats heh!â
katsuki swallowed and nodded.
âmilo!â
he turned and upon seeing his dad wave him over, milo dropped his toys and bounded to him.
âdonât give her a hard time alright?â he spoke sternly, nudging his head over at you for emphasis. âlisten. listen and learn and be the best one in there.â
âkaaayyy!â
âand you let me know if any of the other kids mess with you or you deal with it yourself. you already know howââ
âbeat the crap out of them!â he cheered loudly and katsukiâs hand flew to clasp over his sons mouth before his frantic eyes looked at you.
the last thing he needed was someone to call up fucking child protective services on him.
âheâs joking! heâs joking⊠fuck.â
you giggled hard and clutched your stomach, your pretty smile sending katsuki for a loop.
âno youâre absolutely right!â you waved your hands in front of your face, reassuring. âtreat others the way you want to be treated, so if someoneâs being mean to you, bite back milo, okay? and also let me know first though!â
katsuki gave you a wobbly tiny smile amidst his branded serious face, looking at his son then and ruffling up his hair.
âokay, go.â milo ran off. âand donât let me pick you up with dirt all over your clothes ya hear me?!â
âbyeee daaaddd!â
you could tell that behind his harsh exteriorâ the slight purse of his lips, stiff frame and bouncing leg gave away that he was only worried about his kid and his first day of school, a sight youâve seen time and time again since you started working as a kindergarten teacher, and one that never failed to warm your heart.
âdonât worry!â you sweetly smiled, and katsuki switched his gaze over to yours. âiâll watch him especially⊠okay? to ease the nerves.â
he softly snorted, attempting to play it off but internally relieved as he pushed himself off the doorsill and nodded, thankful that the teacher milo got was as kind as you.
âumâŠâ he mumbled. âkatsuki.â
you tilted your head. âkatsuki?â
âitâs my name idiot.â
âoh!â you giggled, a blush rising in your cheeks again as you tried to simmer it down. ânice to meet you katsuki! iâll see you after school then with milo?â
he stiffly nodded, the way his name sounded so sugary off your tongue something heâd never heard before in his life or was used to at all.
ââŠya gonna tell me yours or what?â
âsorry!â you sputtered, laughing nervously. âsorry it justâ flew! you knowââ
you stuck your hand out and offered it to him.
ây/n!â
katsuki untangled his arms and firmly shook it, grip strong and one that nearly made you stumble forward as you caught yourself and smiled.
âiâll see you katsuki!â
out of all of the kids youâve taught, milo was by far the cutest one.
the little man was like your personal assistantâ a little bee buzzing around as he followed you everywhere in the classroom and helped you clean up after the rest of the kids that didnât, âyellingâ at some of them to and cutely scolding them whenever heâd catch them leave some things behind, and was always on watch for you like a security guard with his little balled up fists on his hips, surveilling the classroom for any misbehaving kids or messes that youâd missed throughout the day.
all traits you no doubt knew he got from katsuki, even if you had just met him. it was pleasantly obvious.
âthanks for helping me out today, milo!â you gushed, pushing another students chair in as they all sat down and chattered for lunch. âyou made my job a lot easier!â
âreally?!â he squealed, big glimmering eyes beaming up at you before he happily chowed down on some apple slices.
and you noticed then miloâs lunch was insane, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches cut up and molded neatly into the shape of panda bears, his watermelon and apple slices shaped like stars with carrots and celery lined up with a little wedge of lemon if he wished, tiny rice balls on the side for a little snack you figured in case what he had didnât fill him upâ all so considerate and carefulâŠ
âwow!â you exclaimed, kneeling down next to him. âyour lunch looks so yummy my love! did your mommy make this?â
ânuh uh!â he shook his head, cheeks filled with watermelon. âmy dad did!â
you faltered.
âkatsuki made this?â
âwhoâs katsuki miss?â he asked curiously, sipping on his little juice box after swallowing the fruit in his mouth.
you giggled. ânothing! nothing. enjoy your lunch okay?â
you went to stand, but miloâs hand shot out and caught your wrist.
âcan youâ can you eat lunch with me?â he mumbled shyly, fiddling with some carrot pieces in his hands. âplease.. i always eat with my dad but heâs not hereâŠâ
your eyes softened and you quickly nodded.
âof course! let me just go grab my lunch and ill bring it over! sounds good?â
âyaaaayyyy!â he cheered happily, arms up as you scooched a tiny chair over from a nearby table and sat with him, laughing at his cute expression.
you knew you shouldnât use a little kid to pry⊠but you were guiltily curious as to know if katsuki was married or not for reasons that made you ridiculously flustered and red in the face over.
and you wanted to be respectful in case he was⊠since the ogling you did at his muscles this morning through his black ribbed tank was the most embarrassing moment of your career and one you hadnât seen coming at all, it catching you off guard and feeling horrible if katsuki indeed had a wife.
but he didnât have a ring on his fingerâŠ
âmilo?â you spoke up softly.
he smiled big. âyes miss!â
âdoes your mommy make you lunch as well or just your dad?â
he shook his head. âjust my dad! i donât have a mom.â
your shoulders deflated.
he didnât have a mom⊠at all?
you slowly reached over then and patted his blonde hair, smiling warmly as his cheeks went pink. âthatâs alright! iâm sure your dad makes you lunches like this every time huh?â
âyeah!â he gasped excitedly. âyesterday he made pizzas and cut them into dinosaurs! it was so cool! and then!â and then this morning for breakfast i had waffles that looked like dynamite blasts!â
âoh my goodness!â you giggled, your heart absolutely thumping over the fact that katsuki was so dedicated to his son like that. âman, i wish my lunches were as cute as yours!â
his little eyes snapped to yours.
âiâll tell him!â
your brows furrowed confusedly. âwhaââ
âto make you lunch! iâll tell my dad to make you lunch!â
your eyes widened and you frantically shook your head, cheeks blazing as you laughed. âoh no my love! thatâs totally okay donât worry about me sillyââ
âiâll tell him iâll tell him iâll tell him!ââ
âmilo itâs okay! iâm a big girl.â you grinned. âiâm supposed to make my own lunches.â
milo grumbled and plopped a carrot in his mouth, begrudgingly chewing as he sat there in thought.
ââŠwill you at least let me share some of mine?â
you pouted at his generosity, wondering how a kid could be so sweet as you nodded and held your hand up.
âof course sweetie! whatever you waââ
milo plopped all of his peanut butter sandwiches in your palm and grinned, earning a gasp from you.
âmilo this is too much i canâtââ
âeat it! eat it! eait it!ââ
by the end of the day, you managed to get milo to take back his sandwiches in exchange for one singular watermelon star piece, him still doing his regular duties of being your little assistant and helping you clean up after everyone before the final bell rang signaling the end of class, you carefully making sure each kiddo got their designated backpack (as there was often a mix up) and art pieces they made for their parents to take homeâ a permission slip for the end of the year field trip tucked away inside their bags.
and the minute you stepped outside with the rest of the kids, you were surprised to see that katsuki was one of the first parents there as he stood directly across from your classroom with crossed arms, an angry usual scowl on his face that made you laugh to yourself as you led your kids to sit down on a bench in a single file line until their parents physically came to get them or their vehicles pulled up.
âmilo!â you tapped his shoulder gently. âyour daddyâs over there!â
âDAAADDD!!â
milo jumped up and ran across the grass, his tiny arms out as katsuki smiled softly and crouched down to pick his son up and settle him on his lower abdomen, you wringing your fingers behind your back and walking up to them.
âwere you a brat?â he grunted.
ânope!â
âdid any kids mess with you?â
ânope!â
âdid you leave a mess?â
ânope!â
you giggled, and katsukiâs eyes snapped in your direction.
âhow was he?â
âhe did so good!â you gushed, patting miloâs back as he grinned. âwas my little helper and everything! didnât leave a single mess behind and helped me clean up after everyone else⊠he even made sure everyone was paying attention and not misbehaving.â
âyeah! yeah! see dad?â milo poked his dads cheek. âi didnât lie!â
ânever said you lied you little runt.â he scowled. ââŠbut good job.â
âthanks!â
katsuki set him down after milo started kicking his legs and saying something about the swings, him instantly running towards the playground and to the slide.
âdid he actually do all of that?â he spoke up.
âoh yes!â you quickly nodded. âiâve never had a kid do that before so it was really nice of him to!â
you detached your fingers from around your back and fiddled with them.
âyou teach him well katsuki.â
he scoffed and turned his head, cheeks pink as he tried to regain his composure.
âdamn right i do.â
you giggled then, the memory of milo telling you he didnât have a mother suddenly popping into your mind as you watched him happily slide down the blue slide head first.
âhey i donât mean to um..â you timidly began. âi donât mean to pry butââ
katsuki raised a brow at you and you snapped your mouth shut.
ânothing! nothing nevermindââ
âspit it out.â
âno itâs alright! sorry iââ
he glared and you cowered, smiling bashfully as you bit your bottom lip.
âmilo⊠milo mentioned that he didnât have a mommy? i was justâ wondering if that was trueâŠâ
âtchââ he shook his head. âthatâs what you were afraid of askinâ me?â
âi told you iâm scared of parentsâŠâ you slumped cutely, and he chuckled.
âitâs just me and him.â he answered. âhis momâs never been a part of our lives.â
your heart sunk a little, eyes sad as your gaze shifted to milo playing and racing around with another kid.
âdonât do that.â
you jumped and looked at katsuki.
âdoâ do whatââ
âlook all sad and shit.â
he hesitantly reached over and planted an index finger to the crease between your brows, the feeling rough as he tried to gently drag it down and smooth over the lines.
âitâs fine.â he grumbled, letting his arm fall to his side. âit doesnât bother him. at least i donât think it does.â
âno!â you spoke quickly, a crazed blush on your cheeks. âit doesnât! and milo speaks so highly of youïżœïżœ especially the lunches you make him.â
his brows furrowed. âhis lunch?â
âyeah!â you nodded excitedly. âyou prepare it so so well! how do you get his sandwiches to look like little bears? and his fruit?! every time i try to cut mine into stars they always break in halfâŠâ
he huffed out a laugh, finding your little whine funny as he reached over and ruffled up your hair, you smiling cheekily in response.
âdo you use molds?â you asked politely. âto shape out the bear?â
âfuck no.â he scoffed. âi do it myself.â
your eyes flew open.
âwhat?! so thatâs really just you? and the dinosaurs too? the pizza dinosaurs? and the waffles? the ones that looked like dynamite blastsââ
âjesus christ how much did that kid tell you?â
your face grew hot as you smacked a hand over your mouth.
âsorry!â you giggled. âi just was thinkingâ that his lunch was really cute and thoughtfulâŠâ you took your hand away from your face. âiâm really glad that you do little things like that for milo to make him happy.â
katsuki stared at you, your swarm of compliments and sweetness and sunshine and butterflies almost suffocating as you looked at him with those pretty doe eyes, his throat oddly closing up the longer he stared right back and allowed you to pull him into your world of wonder and abc blocks and puzzles.
but it wasnât suffocating in a bad way, not at all.
and⊠maybe he did want you to pull him in.
âdad dad dad!â
milo ran over, sweaty and red faced as he reached the two of you.
âthereâs a dead lizard in the slide!â
âa dead lizard?â you laughed, surprised as you reached for his little water bottle from his backpack on the ground and uncapped the lid, handing it over and ushering him to drink.
katsuki didnât know why the domestic sight of you doing that made him melt a bit.
a bit.
âyeah miss! it was big and gross.â he breathed out after gulping some of his icy cold water. âbut i buried him!â
his dads red eyes snapped down to his and narrowed.
âdonât tell me you touched that thing milo.â
âi did!â he giggled.
âoh my fucking godââ katsuki snatched his hand and started pulling him to the car as milo giggled and stuck his tongue out.
âitâs a prank! some other girl in my class did⊠but i helped with the dirt!â
you chuckled softly as you watched katsuki stop and roll his eyes, coming back over to you with a hyper milo.
âsay bye to your teacher ya little runt. and youâre still taking a shower when you get home!â
âbut i donât wanna take a showeerrr!â milo whined, letting go of his dads hand and running to you, you crouching and extending your arms big with a pretty smile.
âbye my love!â you hugged him tight as he giggled. âiâll see you tomorrow okay? and give your daddy a break. no more digging up dirt and playing with dead lizards.â
âkaayyyy!â
you both let go and he stepped back, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek before bouncing back to his dad.
katsuki choked on his spit.
âoi!â he barked. âyou canât just kiss her cheek milo the hell is going on with you?!ââ
âitâs okay donât worry!â you smiled kindly. âheâs just being sweet is all! i donât mind.â
âyou sure?â he pushed, milo snickering. âiââ
you waved him off and wrung your fingers behind your back, leaning forward.
âiâll see you tomorrow morning kats!â
and he froze, nodding hard as he quickly took miloâs hand and backpack before walking to the car, his heart completely aflame in his chest and cheeks red as he led his babbling son further into the parking lot and inside the car, buckling him up in his car seat before hopping in himself and starting the engine, unbelieving that he had barely just met you and he was already thinking and acting like a fucking dumbass.
âand then we learned the days of the week! oh!â and we learned numbers! i can count to fifteen dad!â
âthatâs good milo.â he responded, pulling out of the schools parking lot and craning his neck to see if he could catch a final glimpse of you and settling once he did, you so pretty and conversing so nicely with another kid until he was out of the lot.
âdid you eat all of your lunch? y/n tells me ya shared with her.â
âi did! i did share with her.â he grinned. âshe liked my lunch!â
âgood.â katsuki gave him a thumbs up through the rear view mirror. âthatâs good that you always share. especially with her.â
âyup yup! sheâs preeettyyy.â
he rolled his eyes, but a small smile grew at the corner of his lips as he nodded curtly.
âthat she is.â
katsuki continued to drop off his son personally at your classroom every morning before school.
even when it had been a couple of months into the year, at this point many students already used to their route to and out of class and their parents just dropping them off and leavingâ them not even allowed on campus as security rounded every corner and told any parents who wished to go in that they werenât supposed to, as per policy.
but not katsuki.
katsuki didnât give a fuck as he stormed through the main office and ignored the calls of the front desk lady, her already used to the rude asshole who came through the building every morning as he strode by and down the hall to class twenty four⊠wanting to see youâ his sonâs pretty kindergarten teacher that was sweet and joyful and someone who was everything he wasnât, his mind curious and filled with your giggles and smiles throughout the time that heâd gotten to know you and chat with you in the mornings and the afternoons, loving the way you were with milo and treated him like he was literally your ownâ always watching over him and making sure he had had enough to eat and drink and that his hands were washed when he wasnât around.
and even katsuki himselfâ you bringing him candy bags from their classroom parties or donuts that were passed to faculty in the mornings and saving yours for him, treats he always took and ate with no questions asked even though he wasnât a fan of sugary shit and junk food, always making the exception for you.
he had never experienced honest help like that⊠heâd never experienced someone caring enough about him and his son like the way you did so perfectly every single dayâŠ
and katsuki feared that he was a little obsessed.
âoh! miss y/n!â
âyes honey?â you responded kindly, opening a juice pouch for another student and handing it to them carefully during lunch.
milo dug into his lunch pail and pulled out a small container, sticking his hand up and offering it to you.
your brows furrowed, taking it from him.
âwhatâs this milo?â
âitâs from my dad!â
you stopped, heart dropping to your ass as you recounted his words.
from katsuki?
âyourâ your dad?â
âmhm!â
you shakily popped the lid of the container open, eyes widening and filling with hearts once you saw a mix of star shaped strawberries and watermelon and papayas, drizzled over with sparkling strings of honey and singular little blueberries scattered about.
âfor me?â you asked softly, crouching down next to milo. âmy loveâ are you sure this isnât for you? i think your dad cut these up for youââ
ânope! for you!â he gave you a big toothy smile before stuffing his mouth with crackers. âhe told me not to eat it and to give it to you.â
he swallowed and reached up, you tilting down your head so he could pat it just like you always did for him.
âi hope you like it miss! they look like the ones you told me looked cute!â
âiâ i love them milo.. thank you!â
you picked up a papaya piece and ate it, entirely dazed and love struck as your tastebuds savored over the sweet velvety thick honey, literally blinking back tears at how thoughtful and kind katsuki was.
he didnât have to do this at all⊠yet he took the time anyways out of his morning to do this for you.
and your heart nearly fucking gave out.
after school once you got your rowdy kids to sit neatly on the bench and wait for their parents, you extended a hand for milo and he hopped off the bench and took it, you both walking up to a waiting katsuki as he stood there with a soft smile on his face.
âhi kats!â
âhey.â he picked his son up and settled him over his abdomen, miloâs arms clinging around his neck and chin propped up on his dads shoulder as he was exhausted from a days worth of playing and learning.
âi wanted to umââ you peered up at him. âi umââ
his brows furrowed, and just as he was about to bark about you stumbling over your words, he stopped.
your bottom lip was trembling.
you hurriedly wiped your eyes.
âi wanted to thank youââ hic! âfâfor the star shaped fruit this morningââ
âwhy are you crying dumbass?â he mumbled, reaching over and wiping some tears with his rough fingers.
âbecause it was so nice!â you sobbed, shoulders shaking as you let him wipe your cheeks. âandâ and you put honey over it too! you didnât have to do any of that for me!â
âtchââ
he flicked your forehead softly, not enough to hurt you but enough to get you to snap out of your hiccups as you sniffled.
âitâs just fruit y/nââ
âbut itâs not.â you wiped your eyes again. ânot to me anywaysâŠâ
katsuki slowly lowered his arm, gaze tracing over your pretty face and perfect hair and the way you cried over something so stupid, his brain unable to process the fact that an act as simple as cutting fruit up for you could make you this happy, and it made him want to see what you saw for onceâ how you saw the world for exactly what it was and appreciated it regardless of how big or small things were, not snippy or angry or spiteful over everyone and thinking everything was out to get him and his son.
âcrybabyâŠâ he grumbled. âiâm glad you liked it though.â
âi did kats.. a lot. thank you.â you wiped the last of your tears and smiled. âiâm sorry i cried.â
what a pretty sweet girlâŠ
he shook his head and hoisted milo up, him completely knocked out with drool coming out of his mouth as katsuki felt it run down his shoulder, barely even noticing that though as his entire focus was trained purely on you.
was it okay if he⊠asked you out? would it be weird? would you tell him to fuck off?
katsuki internally rolled his eyes at his stupid fucking high school boy thoughts, though it didnât alleviate the gnawing feeling that if you did tell him to fuck off⊠that heâd be angrily mortified at his fail and probably lose the right to talk to you since itâd be too awkward to.
but you were just so fucking sweet. all of the time.
âlisten uhââ he cleared his throat, face growing hot. âi was wondering if ya wanted to eat dinner with me⊠sometime.â
you stared, eyes big and shocked and katsuki took it defensively and entirely the wrong way.
âforget it.â he snapped. âforget it i didnât say shitââ
âno! no noââ you quickly shook your head. âno itâs okay i would!â
he stopped.
âyou would?â
âof course!â you expressed sweetly, cheeks hurting from how big you were smiling as you tried to simmer down your giddy squeals. âiâd love to have dinner with youâŠâ
his tense shoulders slowly relaxed, an eventual small smile growing on his face.
âaâalright uhâŠâ he sighed. âiâd prefer to take ya somewhere nice but i donât really have anyone to watch miloââ
you shook your head again, brows pinched. âoh no katsâ we donât have to go anywhere at all! we can order something in at your place and eat with milo? orâ or my place?â
âmy place.â he replied. âand iâll cook.â
he cooks?!
âokay!â you giggled, your hand reaching up and patting over miloâs sleepy head gently. âsounds good!â
katsuki and you agreed on the details of the date after and bid each other bashful goodbyes, swooning as you watched him walk away into the parking lot with a sleeping milo in his arms and feeling like none of this was fucking real, for you couldnât believe someone as handsome and cool as katsuki would ever be interested in someone like you.
and funnily enough, he felt the complete opposite, stressed and extra snappy as he cleaned the house from top to bottom (though it barely needed it), unnecessarily fixed the positioning of the furniture and made milo put away his toys, him not even whining or protesting like he usually did solely because the little man knew you were comingâ pretty miss y/n with the pretty smile and the nicest lady he had ever met, and one he secretly hoped would be his new mommy every time he saw you and his dad converse before and after school, thinking you would fit the role perfectly.
especially after his dad had given you those fruits as a present!
âmilo!â katsuki called. âcome âere!â
his son ran into the kitchen, toy race car in hand. âwhat!â
âbe good today, ya hear me?â he pushed, face stern as he flipped a kitchen towel over his shoulder and sautĂ©ed vegetables in his frying pan. âplease milo. donât try to be funny and do somethinïżœïżœ to scare y/n off.â
milo gave him a look.
âscare miss y/n off? dad youâre gonna scare her off not me!â he giggled. âsilly.â
âyeah..â he grunted. âyouâre probably right but iâm just sayinâ. iâm thinking of the time grandma came over and ya put that fake rat in her purse to try and be funny.â
âohhh yeeeeah!â he doubled over in little fits of laughter, holding his stomach as he did. âi did do that!â
âsee what i mean?â katsuki grumbled, snatching the kitchen towel from his shoulder and throwing it down on the counter top, stepping back to peek in the oven. âyou better not do that with y/n please.â
âi wonât!â he grinned. ânot when sheâs about to be my new mommy!â
katsuki choked as his spit went down the wrong pipe, bending over and coughing uncontrollably in his elbow before spinning around and looking at his son with wide eyes and pink cheeks.
âthe hell you just say?â
âwhat!â milo tilted his head. âthat y/n is gonna be my new mommy?â
his eyes grew even wider as he dropped the pan he was holding on the stove and leaned back, running his hands over his face.
âoh you little runt please donât say that in front of her, alright?â
he pouted. âwhy not?â
âyouâll scare her off! worse than when you put that fake rat in grandmas purse!â
âboooo!â milo stuck his tongue out and crossed his little arms over his chest. âwhatever.â
âoi!â
âwhat!â
katsukiâs doorbell chimed and milo booked it to the front door.
âmissss preettyyyy!!ââ
âmilo get your ass back here!ââ
katsuki swung the door open and swooped his son in his arms just as he was about to pounce on you in midair, you giggling and covering your mouth as you watched the scene unfold before you.
âiâm sorryââ
âhiii misss y/nnn!â milo greeted happily, dangling off of his dad as katsuki tried to stop him from wiggling out of his grip. âiâm so exciteeeddd!ââ
âhi my love!â you gushed warmly, smile wide as you extended your arms and walked forward, taking milo in your arms and setting him on your hip. âhow are you? you excited to hang out with meee?â
âyes! yes!â he vigorously nodded. âi wanna show you all my race cars!â
âoh i canât wait to seeee!â you bounced him on your hip and he giggled, you turning your attention and smiling at katsuki.
âhi kats!â
âthe little brat is hoggingââ
milo blew a silly raspberry at him before wrapping his arms around you and shoving his face into your neck.
you laughed and ran a soothing hand over the little manâs back, katsuki rolling his eyes before stepping to the side and letting you in, shutting the door behind him and leading you over to the kitchen.
and jesus christ you looked beautiful, him noting that pink was what you mainly wore on the day to day as he eyed your small rosy cardigan, you walking through his home and looking around and oblivious to the way he was staring at you like a fucking creep.
katsuki bit the inside of his cheek as he watched your eyes scan your surroundings, stupidly nervous about what youâd think of his house and furniture and minuscule decorations, and annoyed with himself that heâd even give a shit about something like that, trying to occupy himself and ignore it as he looked in the oven and lifted lids of various pots and pans, checking over tonightâs dinner.
âiâm sorry iâm behindâŠâ he grumbled and waved his hand around. âhad to clean the house and shower milo since he decided to play in the fuckinâ mud this morning.â
âoh you donât have to apologize for that kats!â you looked at him worriedly. âyou donât have to apologize for anything i totally understandâŠâ
you hoisted milo further up your hip and grinned. âiâm just happy to spend time with the both of you.â
katsuki felt smoke puff out of his red ears as he nodded and scratched the back of his neck, turning slightly and lifting the lids from his pots and pans again.
âmiss preettyyyy!â milo whined. âwhen can i show you my race cars?!â
katsuki scowled and you laughed.
ânow honey! but how about we move some of your toys to the living room so i can spend time with both you and dad? how does that sound?â
âyayayay!!â milo cheered, bouncing on your hip as you smiled cutely and set him down, him running off down the hall and you quickly following after him.
milo talked you through his entire collection of race cars as you both sat down on the living room rugâ telling you the model of each and every one, what they did, how fast they went, they places theyâd gone, and which were his favorites as you excitedly talked to him about his cars and shifted conversation between him and katsuki, a task he was surprised you did so efficiently, but then quickly realized that that was literally your fucking job everyday dealing with little brats talking your ears off and you attending all of them at the same time.
and when it came around to dinner time, you helped katsuki set up even through his snapping and huffing that you absolutely shouldnât, you giving him a silly little face as you assisted anyways and set up miloâs booster seat, picking him up and sitting him down before buckling him up while katsuki placed your dishes on the tableâ
and gourmet fucking dishes at that.
you were bewildered. absolutely bewildered as you gawked over the lasagna platter he set before you, it delicate and fancy looking as he had even draped sauce on your gray ceramic plate in gourmet intricate designs, knowing that katsuki had mentioned to you he was a chef over the several months youâd gotten to know him, but you didnât know exactly to which extent that chef occupation stretched to.
âkatsâŠâ you murmured. âwhat do you do for a living.â
âi told you idiot.â he passed over a couple of napkins and you gratefully took them, taking one then and wiping down miloâs mouth as he messily ate his cut up pieces of lasagna. âiâm a cook.â
âyeah but what kind? where?â
âwhy?â he gruffed. âdoes it look like shit?â
âno!â you giggled. âabsolutely not the opposite actually! this is probably the most beautiful lasagna iâve ever seen in my life.â
âduh.â he responded, but sent you a small smile as he ate. âiâm an executive chef down at a restaurant in the city.â
your jaw dropped. âthe city?! youâre so cool kats! oh my goodness!â
his face flushed.
âmy dad says his boss is a piece ofââ
âdonât say it!â katsuki snapped at his son, eyes wide as you slapped a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from laughing, not wanting to encourage the little man any further.
âmilo i told ya not to cuss until youâre tenââ
âten?!â you giggled loudly and let your hand fall, sticking your fork in your lasagna and eating. âas long as he cusses with you and not at you⊠i think it should be fine!â
katsuki stopped.
you get it. or you rile up his bad cussing habit. either or he might as well have found his fucking soulmate.
âmiss pretty!â milo called.
âyes my love?â
âdo you have a boyfriend?â
katsuki smacked a hand on his forehead and you snickered.
âi donât!â you grinned. âwhy milo?â
âbecause i want you to be my newââ
âmilo if ya shut your mouth right now iâll buy you two new race cars tomorrow.â
his son gasped dramatically and pursed his lips shut, eyes big and excited as he tried to contain himself and do as told.
âhis new what?â you tilted your head cutely, katsukiâs heart hammering against his rib cage as he stuffed his mouth with food.
he shrugged. âthe fuck should i know?â
âbut i wanna know!â you pouted, taking your final bites of your yummy dinner.
he swallowed.
âdo you want dessert?â
you gasped. âoh my god yes! i do!â
âthen i suggest you shut your mouth too.â
you laughed over the table, quickly nodding as you pursed your lips like milo and pinched your thumb and index finger together, running it across your mouth and twisting your wrist like a pretend lock before dropping your hand in your lap, giddy and excited over dessert.
katsuki playfully rolled his eyes and stood, collecting all of your plates and stacking them on top of each other before taking them over to the sink.
âdad!â milo called as he bounced in his seat, katsuki grunting in response.
âwhatâd you make for dessert!â
âmochi.â
âyaaaayyyyy!â he cheered happily. âcan i eat it with y/n in the living room?â
katsukiâs brows furrowed. âthe living room?â
âyeah!â milo exclaimed. âso i can keep showing her my race cars!â
he struggled for a moment before eventually nodding. âalright⊠but donât make a mess i just cleanedââ
you and milo ended up building a fucking fort once he gave you the all clear, you both saying something about it adding to the ambiance as you used the couch cushions for makeshift walls and miloâs choo choo train sheets for the roof and tent, katsuki before he knew it his entire living room a fucking mess as the three of you sat amongst the scattered about pillows and blankets eating your bits of mochi, milo mainly inside the little tent you made for him as you and katsuki were too big to fit inside with him.
his living room was a mess⊠but he didnât mind.
katsuki didnât mind the mess.
your way of living was entirely different from his, as yours had everything to do with mess due to your full time job with kidsâ paint all over your hands and face, marker stains on your clothes and sticky glue residue and pieces of cut up construction paper somehow in your hair, all things katsuki despised for years and made sure his house never reflected any of that.
but in that moment, with his living room in complete disarray and the positioning of his couches utterly fucked up? the dishes still in the sink and the table still set?
katsuki didnât fucking care.
because he had never seen his son so happy. he had never seen him so excited and hyper as you helped him set up and somehow tie fairy lights that katsuki had somewhere up in his attic for holiday seasons around the fort, you looking fucking gorgeous under the dim dark lightning as you read milo one of his favorite childrenâs books you got from his little shelf in his roomâ âthe very hungry caterpillar,â one of your favorites too as his son followed along with you and giggled whenever youâd make a silly joke only a five year old would find funny.
and katsuki felt warm⊠thatâs all he ever felt when he was around you.
is this what it was like to be a family?
âoh my goodness i almost forgot!â you quickly sat up and handed milo the book, him taking it as you crawled over and reached for your bag. âi brought something for you honey!â
milo gasped and sat up. âreally?! what?!â
you pulled out a ceramic cream colored globe with hollowed out stars, a small bulb inside as you scooched on your knees back over to a curious katsuki and milo.
âwoah..â his son whispered. âwhat is it?â
you smiled and reached for the nearest outlet, plugging in the little globe and flicking a switch.
the darkened room illuminated itself then with the soft murmur of a lullaby playing, star shaped shadows slowly shifting around the entire living room as milo gasped and stood, frantically pointing at each moving shadow and gushing while his little mind was trying to process how cool and fascinating this was.
and all katsuki could do was stare at you.
stare at the way you sat back on your ankles and pointed with milo, counting how many stars you could see before it shifted and repeating that for fun, stare at the way both of your eyes glowed with wonder and curiosity, and stare at the way you smiled so gracefully and looked unreal now under the starry lights, his heart on overdrive at how gentle you were and how much you cared about his son.
about him.
and katsuki was sure then he was absolutely sick over you.
you all settled after a while of playing games and eating more mochi, especially milo, the little lullaby knocking him out as he snored next to you in his fort, you and katsuki laying down next to each other as you stared up at the shifting stars.
âiâm sorry i made such a mess in your living room..â you whispered bashfully. âi promise iâll pick everything up before i leave.â
he shook his head. âdonât worry about it i can pick up. itâs fine.â
you smiled at him warmly before looking back up at the ceiling, feet planted on the blanketed flooring as your mindlessly moved your propped up knees side to side.
âwas it hard raising milo on your own kats?â you asked softly, fingers wrung together neatly on your tummy.
âit was at first.â he mumbled. âbut i got used to doinâ it on my own.â
you frowned, not particularly happy with the idea that katsuki had to raise a human being on his own without any help or guidance, wishing that he wouldâve had someone there to help him every once in a while, or just be there for him.
âyou did an exceptional job, okay?â you began. âyou should know that... milo is such an honest kid⊠and heâs so precious too.â
katsukiâs eyes softened, and he couldnât bring himself to look at you in fear of you noticing his stupid flustered face as he opted for keeping his gaze glued to the starry ceiling, your sugary peachy perfume not fucking helping as he decided to sit up instead.
âhe is.â he grunted softly. âdonât know how his mom didnât see that.â
you faltered and sat up with him.
âwhat do you mean?â
katsuki eyed you before looking down, hands flat behind him propping himself up as he thought.
âah⊠milo happened because of some random hookup i had in college.â he mumbled. âdidnât love her or anythinâ, i barely knew her but still told her iâd support her and the baby obviously.â
you nodded, encouraging him to continue.
âi was there through her entire pregnancy and when milo was born⊠but the minute she got discharged from the hospital and took him with her, i woke up at four in the morninâ with a knock on my door and milo left abandoned on my doorstep.â
you gasped, hand hovering over your mouth.
âare youâ are you serious?â
katsuki nodded.
âshe wouldnât answer my calls, my texts, nothing. i went to her house and found out she took the first flight she could to fuck knows where.â he shook his head bitterly. âbut i didnât give a shit about me iâll raise him i donât care. it was never about me.
he looked at you. âit was about milo. i didnât want him to know that his âmomâ left him behind like that, and i didnât want him to think it was his fault or anythinâ⊠shits ridiculous.â
katsuki shifted his gaze back up to the ceiling. âstill donât know how she could ever do something like that.â
the sound of a hiccup make his eyes widen and snap back to you, your eyes filled with fat tears as your bottom lip wobbled, hands coming up to cup over your mouth and nose as you tried to keep it in.
âyouâre crying?â
you nodded, squeaky slight sobs slipping past your throat as you strained to keep everything down.
âthatâs so cruel.â you cried softly, embarrassingly drowning in your tears in front of him yet again. âyou didnât deserve that at all kats⊠milo didnât deserve that you both shouldâve had such a good mommy andâ and a good support systemââ
katsuki pushed himself up and wrapped his big arms around your shoulders, pulling you in and rubbing a hand up and down your back comfortingly.
âyou cry over everything y/n.â
âsââ hic! ââsorryââ
he laid the side of his head on top of yours as you shook, somehow feeling guilty of what he told you just because of how much you were crying.
more than when he gave you those star shaped fruits.
âoiâŠâ
katsuki pulled back and looked at you, reaching up and wiping your tears with his thumbs.
âdonât cry babyâŠâ
baby?!
you funnily sobbed even more and shoved your face in his chest, him chuckling as he wrapped his arms back around you and gently swayed side to side.
âstop it idiot.â he mumbled. âitâs fine. it happened years ago nâ milo and i have always been alright on our own.â
âŠbut he wanted you now.
now that he knew what it was like to be softly cared for by someone precious like you, to feel what it was like to be warm and fuzzy and sunshine and rainbows and candy all of the time⊠and katsuki wanted you so. bad.
âi know..â you hiccuped. âand iâm really glad but i just wish you had someone.â
you pulled away and quickly wiped your wet cheeks. âmâsorry i cried all over your shirtââ
âdonât give a fuck.â
you breathed out a laugh and dropped your hands in your lap, looking at your fingers as you sniffed.
you were always crying for him.
ây/n.â
âyeah?â
he looked to the side with a blush to his cheeks.
âthanks for cominâ today.â
you smiled brightly and nodded.
âof course kats! how could i not?â you looked behind you to a sleeping milo, reaching over and pulling his blanket a little further up his shoulders. âi want you to know that i wanna be there for you and miloâŠâ
he shifted his gaze to you as you turned back around.
âwhetherâ whether you wanna keep seeing me or notââ you gnawed nervously at the inside of your cheek. âwhich i hope you do! butâ but if not thatâs totally fine i just want to be there for you bothâŠâ
how were you so pure? so thoughtful?
âwhy the hell wouldnât i wanna keep seeing you?â he huffed, grumbly and embarrassed as he pursed his lips. âiâd be stupid as fuck not toâŠâ
you blushed, happy shiny eyes looking at him eagerly like he was everything and more, and he wasnât used to people looking at him like that whatsoever as your gaze flickered down to his lips and back up.
and you were so pretty.
ây/n.â
âmhm?â
he slowly leaned closer.
âwould you be mad if i made a move on youââ
âof course notââ
katsuki lunged and planted his rough lips on yours, you tasting like straight sugar and honey as he placed his big hands on the sides of you head and held you like a piece of delicate glass, kissing and sliding your tongues in each others mouths rather quickly and breathy as he moved one hand from your pretty face down to your waist to grip it.
you placed your hands on the blanketed floor and slowly crawled over to him during the makeout, him reaching and wrapping the rest of his built muscly arms around your waist and pulling you to straddle his lap as he ran his hands up and down your sides and back, wanting to feel you as much as he possibly could and squeeze you tight as he gulped your little self down, brows furrowed and lips red.
katsuki pulled away and ran his fiery wet mouth across your jaw and to the spot right below your ear on the side of your neck, your hands gripping his broad shoulders as he bit and sucked and still squeezed you, manhandling you in a way and eating you up.
your eyes fluttered open once you heard a slight rustle, your line of sight catching milo shifting a little in his sleep.
âkâkatsââ you breathlessly whispered, pushing a little at his shoulders.
he grunted.
âmiloââ you pointed. âheâs waking upââ
âthe fucks that gotta do with usââ
âkats!â
he groaned and pulled his mouth from you, scowling over to see his son only shifted positions and was now directly facing the both of you, tiny eyes closed as he drooled and was probably dreaming about race cars and his dads shark shaped pb & j sandwiches.
âthe little runt is fineââ he shoved his face back in and gnawed at your neck again as you gasped.
ânooo!â you whined and giggled softly. ânow iâm scared heâs gonna wake upâŠâ
he huffed and officially pulled away this time, red eyes dilated and half lidded as he looked over your pinky cheeks and shy face, the purple and blue mark he made on your neck making the right side of his lips curve up into a little prideful smirk, you too distracted to notice over the way he clutched and loosened up the hold on your waist repeatedly.
katsuki kept you on his lap and scooched himself down, laying on his back and head on the pillow as he nudged you to lay on him completely over his chest and body, you more than happy to do so as you settled your head on his pecs and got comfortable with his strong arms around youâ feeling so safe and looked after.
and you hadnât expected to sleep over⊠but you just didnât wanna leave, and katsuki sure as hell didnât want you to either as you softly and quietly talked over the small tinkling of the lullaby and miloâs soft breathing, shadowy stars still slowly shifting around you as you easily switched between various topicsâ ranging from serious to silly as you ran a loving hand over his chest and his on your back, the both of you subconsciously lulling each other to sleep until you were just as passed out on the floor as milo.
since then, katsuki didnât wanna let you out of his sight.
as if he wasnât already involved enough with miloâs school activities because of you, this man became a fucking member of the pta and volunteered himself for every single event so as long as you were there, helping you out especially with fundraisers and bake sales as his desserts always sold out quicker than anything else and made bank as he snickered and boasted at the other parents that werenât selling as much, you giving him a silly glare that never failed to shut him right up as he wanted to be good for you and not upset you.
the front desk lady even went from hating him to loving him, katsuki grumbling and chucking her a bag of leftover fundraiser chocolate chip cookies on her desk as he passed by to drop off milo in the mornings, serving as a ticket way in and to get her to shut up now instead of yelling at him from down the hall.
and he continued to give you yummy star shaped fruits.
except now some days they looked like hearts or little flowers, and he always made his fruit assortments different so you wouldnât get tired of them and added different dippings like caramel or chocolate hazelnut, you gushing and nearly bawling literally everyday whenever youâd open the container and milo giggling at you during lunch.
you also never went a day without stopping by or staying over at katsukiâs house since your first initial date, your days so much fun and filled with love as you ate lunch or dinner with the two of them, laughing at miloâs sporadic comments or katsukiâs barking and scolding while you either played with milo, helped katsuki clean up the house and him the kitchen or you the kitchen and vice versa, or simply cuddle on the couch with kisses shared amongst you and katsukiâ the three of you with milo seated peacefully and comfortable in the middle while you watched a movie or lulled the little man to sleep.
and katsuki had never felt so complete as he started leaving messes behind without even realizing or stressing about it, and he didnât know when the fuck it was that he turned so soft and sappyâ the change a bit strange to those who knew him as he was just a teeny weeny less explosive and angry over small things, and more so when it came to you and his son.
âmake sure you keep your little bucket hat on honey, okay? itâs hot today and i donât want you to tire yourself out milo.â
the end of the year field trip for the kindergarteners this year was a voyage to the local wildlife sanctuary, a gorgeous exhibit that sat right next to the national science museum in your city, its main attraction being the 25 foot koi pond and butterfly wonderland that housed various butterfly species and their little habitatsâ the kids field trip assignment being to count how many they see throughout the day and pick one koi fish and butterfly to draw on their journals.
katsuki, of course, volunteered as a chaperone.
âsingle file line please my loves!â you called, hand by your mouth. âand donât seperate from your friends okay?! everyone stay where i can seeââ
âoi!â katsuki barked, snapping and pointing at a rogue kid who decided to break free from the line and run across the grass. âthe fuck do you think youâre doing!ââ
âkats!â you breathed out a shocked laugh. âyouâre gonna get me fired if you talk to the kids like thatââ
âshit! sorryâ iâm sorry baby hold onââ
katsuki booked it across the grassy lawn and caught up with the running kid on the other side, the rest of your class giggling and cackling as katsuki swooped him up with one arm and dangled him upside down while he kicked and swung tiny punches to his abs, katsuki not even flinching.
âdo that again and see what happens brat.â he spat, the little kid not having a single care in the world as he giggled with the rest of the class, all of them deviously planning to piss katsuki off as much as possible since his outbursts were just funny.
âokay okayââ you smiled apologetically at him before taking the dangling boy from his arm and setting him back down, fixing over his clothes and backpack before patting his head and standing upright.
âno more running alright?â you placed your hands on your hips. âdonât we wanna see some cute little fishies and butterflies?!â
âyeeeeaaaahhhh!!â the babies cheered excitedly, each of them immediately returning to their designated spots in two lines as you grabbed your line leaders tiny hands and started the walk down the grassy field to the sanctuary.
âlemme help ya with one line babyââ katsuki went to grab one of your line leaders hands until they burst into a crying fit.
âno! no! i wanna hold miss y/nâs hand!â
katsukiâs eyes narrowed. âwhatâs so bad about me hah?â
âyouâre ugly! miss y/n is pretty!â
the rest of the kids ruptured, laughing as katsuki sent death glares to a literal child, about to spout something nasty until his eyes flickered to your pleading face, his muscles instantly relaxing as he casted his gaze to the ground with a grumble.
you giggled and gave him a sweet kiss to his cheek in gratitude, his face flushing as he eyed your deep blue overalls and pinky shirt and the way your sunglasses sat pretty in your hair on top of your head.
âwhat honey?â you tilted your head.
ânone of your business.â
you snickered and nudged your shoulder with his, looking over at milo from somewhere in the line to make sure he was okay before walking up the front gates of the sanctuary.
the wildlife guide met you once you all were cleared and inside the greenhouse, your kids absolutely restless as they âlistenedâ to whatever the guide had to say and just wanting to break free and run around to look at all of the fishies and butterflies like you had promised, and you not even listening either as you drooled over the way katsukiâs muscles looked under his t-shirt.
âany questions sweetheart?â
âhuh?â your eyes snapped to the guide, cheeks pink as you quickly shook your head. âoh! no not at all! thank you maâam!â
âalrighty then! just please make sure to tell your studentsââ
suddenly your two perfect lines broke apart as the kids started running around and pointing at fluttering butterflies and screaming, the guide looking like sheâd seen a ghost as the usual quiet and serene sanctuary was now the epitome of noise.
âiâm sorry! iâm sorryââ you guiltily apologized. âmy kids will settle down theyâre just excited is allâŠâ
the guide kindly waved you off before walking back to the main office, you turning and expecting to see katsuki standing next to you, but faltering once you saw he was on the other side and pulling one of your kids down that had climbed up the gates of one of the sanctuaries closed off exhibits.
âoh god..â you mumbled, about to make your way over until you spotted milo in a corner alone, staring at one of the koi ponds.
âmilo?â you called softly, walking up to him.
your heart sank once he turned and you saw his little tear filled eyes and wobbling lip.
âoh no!â you gasped, crouching down and taking his tiny hands in yours. âwhatâs wrong my love? are you okay? is it too hot?â
you pushed some of his spiky blonde bangs back from his sweaty forehead as he shook his head.
âi canât draw!â he sniffled. âand the koi fishies keep movingâŠâ
your shoulders relaxed in relief.
âthatâs okay!â you took his journal and pencil, wiping his wet cheeks as you smiled sweetly. âas long as weâre patient with the fishies, theyâll swim back and you can draw them again!â
you opened his journal and flipped to a new blank page, the both of you waiting quietly until a big chubby koi fish swam by.
âthere!â milo whispered and pointed, and you quickly drew what you could, just making out the shape of the body before it disappeared again.
âand now we wait!â you grinned up at him. âthe fishy will come back around and youâll be able to draw it again.â
âkayyy!!â
âand you can draw milo. iâve seen your artwork in class, remember? you always get a gold star!â
he giggled. âi do miss pretty!â
you ran a soothing hand over his back before passing his journal back.
ânow you try honeyââ
âi love you.â
you froze and looked up, katsuki standing there with a sincere and vulnerable look in his eye.
you stood from your crouched position and looked at him wide eyed.
âiâm notâ iâm not good at this kinda shit at all and i always say somethinâ dumb but i do.â
âkatsââ
âand iâm sorry it took me so long to say it but i tried to make it obvious with my stupid shaped fruits nâ shit⊠and i always thought you kinda just knewâŠâ
milo was too busy focusing on catching glimpses of the koi fish to draw with his tongue peeking out to even realize what was going on next to him.
âyouâre so patient baby. the way you are with me⊠the way you are with my kid. i need that in my life and i canât live without it at this pointâŠâ he spoke genuinely. âyour fuckinâ fault.â
you giggled and covered your face with your hands, face hot to the touch and bashful at everything he was telling you.
âcome here.â
you listened and walked forward, dropping your arms as you wrapped them around his abdomen and his around your head, squishing you in his big chest as he propped his chin up.
âdo you love me too or what.â he frowned. âcause if not this is shitty and embarrassingââ
âno i do!â you giggled, pulling away and giving him a cheeky smile. âi do kats you know that⊠i love you. so much.â
he smiled and pecked your lips. âgood, miss pretty.â
katsuki had heard the entire conversation you had with his son, your words seeping with such tenderness and care, and he almost passed the fuck out when he thought about how much of a blessing you were, something heâd be a fool not to snatch up and take as he nearly fucking proposed to you in the middle of the sanctuary like an idiot, not knowing at all how a person that pissed people off for a living was loved by a woman who was the definition of pure.
because how the fuck did an angry dunce like him, get lucky with an angel like you?
âoh my god that dumbass kid is climbinâ the fence againâ oi!â
katsuki quickly kissed your cheek before flying to the other side of the sanctuary, you doubling over in laughter as you watched him fight and tug and pull, your student not budging at all whatsoever and the rest of the kids laughing at how red katsuki was getting in the face.
âmiss pretty!â milo tugged at your overalls, and you looked down to see him holding up his open journal, a cute wobbly sketch of a koi fish on the page as he smiled big. âi drew it! do you like it?!â
âwow milo!â you gushed, crouching down to his level and taking the journal, examining his artwork. âthis is beautiful my love! see? i knew you could do it!â
âthank youuu!â he responded sweetly, his little cheeks blushing as he looked at you like he had another thing he wanted to say.
you tilted your head. âdo you wanna tell me something else?â
âyeaaahhh.â he dragged. âplease love my dad⊠i know heâs mean butâ but he doesnât mean it!â
your eyes softened as milo looked down at his shoes.
âand love me too⊠because i want you to be my new mommyâŠâ
you quickly blinked back tears as to not alarm milo, surprisingly successful at preventing them from slipping down your face.
âi do love your dad honey⊠and you. the both of you i love so so much.â
he beamed. âreally?!â
you nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. âand i thought i was already your mommy milo!â
the little man gasped and flung his arms around your neck.
âYAAAYYY!â he yelled. âmiss pretty is my mommy! i have a mommy now!â
ever since you came into katsukiâs life, his way of living materialized into something completely different.
because now instead of his house being plain and boring and organized from top to bottom without a single thing out of placeâ it was warm now⊠happy. and never went a day without smelling like cookies and vanilla as you and katsuki baked with milo any chance you could, set up more pillow forts and tents with starry ceilings, and slept with milo in his room as he snored content in his little bed, you sprawled directly on top of katsuki like he always had you as you both every day intended to leave after putting his son to rest, but ending up falling asleep on the floor each time.
the three of you were a little family.
and katsuki didnât know why he hated messes so much in the first place.
because mess signified that something had been there, something sunny and tender, something that signified family as you peppered kisses over both your boysâ faces everyday and katsuki drowning you in his rough onesâ your man squeezing you so tight all of the time and anywhere, as milo wasnât just his son now but yours too as you took him to the park or to the aquarium on your days off, the three of you gently living as both of miloâs small hands were occupied now instead of just one.
katsukiâs life looked like it had been generously cherished and lived in for a change.
and katsuki bakugo loved messes.
so as long as they were from you.
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your personal space has never really truly been yours since youâve started dating him. his muscled arm around your waist when you wake up in the morning, has become as familiar as the sunrise itself. it used to be cute, his warmth a cozy start to the day. but now, it's suffocating, like he can't bear to let you go, even in his sleep.
you shift carefully under his weight, not wanting to disturb his sleep. his breath keeping its steady rhythm against your neck, and you wonder if he dreams of you as you lean in to kiss his forehead gently. he smiles in his sleep, a small, contented expression that almost makes you want to slip right back into his arms.
the sheets rustle softly as you slip out from his grip. you slowly tiptoe across your shared bedroom, craving the simple pleasure of being able to enjoy making coffee alone. the smell of freshly ground beans fills the kitchen, and you lean against the counter, enjoying the quiet morning.
but as your coffee brews, a twinge of guilt creeps in and you can almost imagine when he'll wake up and wonder where you've gone. despite enjoying the well needed alone time, you knew the longing to be close to him will pull you back into his embrace sooner than you'd planned. almost as if in complete sync with your thoughts, you hear a mumble approaching the kitchen, and then his voice, thick with sleep, calling out softly,
"angel cmon back to bed with me, you know i donât like sleeping without you"
à©â©â§âË gojo, nanami, bakugou, iwaizumi hajime (27) althetic trainer, oikawa, kuroo, geto, choso, yuji, midoriya
#i kinda love the domesticity in this đ«šđ«š#i love clingy sleepy boys SEDATE MEE#def not my best work but i still wanted to write a lil smth#jjk x reader#gojo x reader#jjk fluff#gojo fluff#gojo satoru x reader#geto x reader#geto suguru x reader#bnha x reader#mha x reader#bakugou x reader#bakugo x reader#haikyuu x reader#iwaizumi x reader#kuroo x reader#haikyuu fluff#bnha fluff#mha fluff#choso x reader#yuji x reader#midoriya x reader#nanami x reader
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things they do that make your heart skip a beat
â± bakugou, kirishima, midoriya, todoroki, kaminari, shinsou
fluffy and suggestive đ
disclaimer this could all js be niche stuff i find attractiveâŠ
bakugou
â± wears black compression shirts and tank tops that cling to his biceps, shows uncharacteristic patience helping you with schoolwork, blushes when he catches you looking at him, grabs your hips when he walks past you, cooks shirtless with a âkiss the cookâ apron on, chronic manspreader, reverses the car with his hand on your seat and looking over his shoulder yk exactly what im talking about
kirishima
â± makes you sit on his back when he does press ups - will then proceed to do one handed press ups while grinning at you in the gym mirror, poses after a work out for you, wipes stuff off your face and (if edible duh) licks it off his thumb, has the worlds deepest morning voice, hugs you from behind CONSTANTLY - if he could glue himself to your backside you better believe he would
midoriya
â± IS RESPECTFUL TO HIS MOTHER đ«đ«, will hurl himself out the car to come open your door for you, gives you the most insightful opinions of clothes, makeup, whatever, rubs his thumb over your hand when he holds your hand, holds the door open for you without a second thought, the sidewalk rule <3, saves every. single. photo. you send him
todoroki
â± pays for everything before you can protest, sends you flowers with little notes attached randomly, brushes/styles your hair for you, will sit for hours in changing rooms w you and make you do 360s for every outfit, takes candids of you and refuses to delete any of them, constantly leans down so you can speak in his ear and you get a big whiff of his fancy cologne, speaks diff languages đ„č
kaminari
â± leans his hands on the tops of doorways when heâs talking to you, pulls you in by your belt loops to talk to you, leans over in the middle of serious conversations to whisper a stupid joke in your ear that you have to struggle not to cackle at, wears rings and lets you play with them, calls you âmâladyâ and âmaâamâ when youâre annoyed at him, whenever he zips you up in a dress or buttons you up heâll kiss the back of your neck and your shoulders, is really good with his little baby and toddler cousins đ©·đ©·đ©·
shinsou
â± âyeah?â âmhmm?â WHEEWWW SIR, plays guitar for you and sends u vids of him playing songs u request, stretches and his shirts always lift up to show off his happy trail đââïž, drags you down to sit in his lap for EVERY activity he does - paperwork, video games, whatever, has constant bedroom eyes???, tugs on your hair to get your attention, had to lean back and adjust himself everytime he sits down bc he wears the baggiest pants in existence
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FILL ME UP ! â BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA
âčâË. he thinks you look so pretty with his cum dripping from your pussy.
⥠feat. aged up! midoriya izuku, bakugĆ katsuki, kirishima eijirou, dabi, takami keigo.
⥠warnings: 18+ content (mdni), f! reader, breeding, mentions of pregnancy, unprotected sex, oral [f receiving], cum eating.
⥠xoxo, juno: iâm sorry this is so short ): the past 72 hours have been horrible hahah
â MIDORIYA IZUKU.
unsurprisingly, he wants to get you pregnant someday; he cums the hardest whenever he thinks about filling you up with his cum and picturing your swollen belly.
âah, baby, iâm gonna cum, iâm gonna cumâ fuck! where do you want it?â izuku stutters, hips jerking wildly as pleasure zaps through him like lightning.
âinside, âzuku..â
âa-are you sure?â his voice rises in surprise and he doesnât know where to put his hands when you thrust your ass into his pelvis. your eyes are hooded when you turn, tossing him a look over your shoulder that has him spilling inside of you with a desperate whine.
izuku cums so much that it starts to run down the length of his cock, so he collects the excess on his fingers before rubbing his sticky fingers against your clit.
you moan lowly, âfuck it deep, izu.â
with a shaky nod and a tight grip on your hips, he complies, thrusting into you hard. despite having cum already, he feels his cock throb, eager to fill you up again.
âcan i cum again, please? need to fill you up!â
â BAKUGĆ KATSUKI.
he fills you up because he has a possession kink.. in his mind, cumming inside you makes you his. heâll take photos/videos of you dripping with his cum and jerk off to it later.
âs-shit, your pussyâs so fuckinâ tight,â katsuki grits out, pressing into the backs of your thighs to make the mating press a little closer. your ankles rest on his shoulders, feet dangling, gold anklet with a âkâ he gave you catching the afternoon light through the window.
you grin up to him, before pleasure washes over your whole body and your face falls as you moan. âgo ahead and fill it up, kat.. i need it so badly.â
âshit, youâre not on the pill.â crimson eyes are full of worry and thoughtfulness.
âi donât fucking care,â you groan, your eyes rolling back when the tip of his cock presses deep inside you, in just the right place.
katsuki doesnât doubt you, or object â after all, he wants to fill you up. but why are his balls clenching at your words, his cock spilling cum deep inside you so quickly?
you feel his cock tighten inside you before heat is gushing all over you, sending you right into your own orgasm. he pulls back to stare, watching wide eyed as his cum drips out of your fluttering hole.
âfuck, youâre so good. iâll never be able to pull out again, god.â
â KIRISHIMA EIJIROU.
he loves to make you as messy as possible, and then heâll lick it all up.
âmmmh, âm still sensitive eiji..â your words come out as a soft mewl as your boyfriend spreads your legs open eagerly.
âwanna taste,â eijirou mumbles, eyes hooded as he notices your hole clench on nothing as he licks smeared cum off your thigh. âi also wanna make you cum again, yeah?â
ây-yeah,â you stutter when he drags his tongue along the sides of your pussy, collecting your squirt and his own cum on his tongue. eijirou swallows, kissing your clit with a quiet moan before heâs licking a stripe between your folds.
when he hears you whimper at the light touch, he fights off a smile and dips his tongue inside you easily. he tastes the bitterness of his own cum and the sweetness of your slick, and lets out a groan as his cock throbs against the bed beneath him.
âgod.. âs good.â he doesnât hesitate to pull back, pressing his tongue flat against your clit. then he slides his fingers into you, looking up at you eagerly. eijirouâs eyes meet yours, and he grins at just how shy you look.
âdonât worry baby, iâm gonna make you squirt again, yeah? focus on me.â
â DABI [TODOROKI TĆYA].
whenever tĆyaâs feeling jealous, he fills you up and makes you cry.. sometimes he likes to fuck you on top of a building or in an alleyway during pro-hero hawksâ patrols.
âyou gotta scream for me, doll,â tĆya hisses before biting into your shoulder while his grip on your neck gets tighter.
face burning with horniness and head spinning, you let out a long whine, and it echoes in the secluded alleyway. âfill me up and make me yours, tĆya!â
he ignores the rustle of feathers from above, and only fucks into you harder. a thin sheen of sweat gleams on the darkened skin of his chest, the staples shining even more in the light.
tĆya thinks you look beautiful like this, back against the wall and oh so pliant â letting him bounce you on his cock, or fuck your hole until all you can slur out is his name.
âlouder. let the whole city know whoâs fuckinâ you, doll.â
â TAKAMI KEIGO.
though heâs human, his bird-like quirk influences so much about him, such as his food choices, interests, and the way he likes to fuck.
vermillion wings rustle beneath you as you ride keigoâs cock into oblivion. his head is thrown back, golden tufts spread out on the car seat around it; above, your holding down both of his wrists tightly.
âlemme touch you, dove, come onnn.ïżœïżœ
âno,â you gasp after a particularly deep stroke, âyouâre just g-gonna bounce me up ând down, and i want to ride you.â
your eyes close tightly as you languidly drag yourself up and down, pussy squeezing him so tight he feels like heâs about to burst. slowly, he feels himself thicken, approaching his high.
itâs as if a switch is flipped.
without even holding your hips and waist, keigo slams his hips upwards into you, stretching out your pussy almost mercilessly.
âkeigo! thatâs notâ fuck!â your voice breaks off into a gasp, tits bouncing as he fucks you hard.
âg-gotta fill you up, dove.â his golden eyes are dark, swirling with some kind of breeding instinct. his wings are fluttering now, beating the air so strongly that goosebumps rise on your skin.
keigoâs entire body lurches beneath you as he chokes out a groan, ânghhhâ iâm cumming, shit..â
his cock spills inside of you, effectively filling you up. however, he makes no move to pull out. when you start to sit up, he stops you.
âmm mm. letâs let it sit for a while, ând iâll stay inside, alright?â
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STUCK IN THE WASHING MACHINE TROPE WITH STEPBROTHER BAKUGOU!!!
cw - SMUT, Stepcest, dubcon in the beginning, Creampie, dumbification, anal play, he's aged up to 19, dirty talk, heavy degradation and Bakugou is really really mean cause he's Bakugou duh, slight daddy kink, some bad grammar bc it's not proofread. MINORS DNI!!!!
Word count - 2350
A/n - I have no idea how someone can possibly get stuck in a washing machine but just pretend you canđđ
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"Katsuki Katsuki! Holy fuck are you deaf or something?! I'm stuck!" you yelled at the top of your lungs as you tried your very best to wiggle yourself out from the washing machine opening. You can't even remember how you got yourself into this fucking mess, you were just trying to look and see if there were any more clothing pieces left behind because you've been noticing a few of your panties have gone missing the past few days and it kept getting worse and worse to the point where you barely have any left to wear, you assumed it's because you accidentally kept leaving them in the washing machine and now somehow your fucking stuck.
Heavy substantial footsteps were heard loudly outside the room before the wooden door went flying open, causing the doorknob to hit against the wall, causing a loud bang!, "The fuck do you want, can't you see I'm tryna fucking play?" the annoyed blond growled at you.
"Shut up and get me the fuck out" You yelled annoyed, while kicking your legs back to get his attention.
"Woah some mess you got yourself into, sweetheart" he smirks slyly while analyzing the situation, staring down at your pretty ass poking out of the washing machine, barely even covered by those tight slutty shorts you always wore around the house that never failed to make his cock rock hard.
"Oh please, just shut up and get me out already", you kicked your feet back hoping that he was behind you so it would hit him. "I don't think that's how you speak to someone you're trying to get help from, princess".
You rolled your eyes at the annoying pet names he always calls you every fucking time but you've grown used to it by now but the constant teasing was so fucking annoying. "Listen are you going to help me or not?".
"That depends princess, are you gonna beg me to or not?" you wanted to punch him in the face so fucking badly, imagining the shit-eating grin he definitely has plastered on his face right now. "Your so fucking annoying! No way go to hell!" you yelled.
"Oh yeah? Is that so"
He chuckled as he bent down behind you, eyes fixated on the way the thin material hugged your ass cheeks so tightly and delicious, you're so vulnerable in this position, he could keep you there and pound your slutty little holes for hours and hours if he wants toâwhich is probably what he's gonna do anyways.
He pressed the pad of his thumb against your damped crotch, rubbing it slowly back and forth as he watched the way your body jolted unexpectedly.
"Wha-what are you doing! You sick fuck??" you screamed as you tried to wiggle your ass away from his hold. "Oh, come on princess, let's have some fun yeah? You might even like it" he teases before tugging down your tiny shorts, just to be greeted with your glistening dripping cunt. A string of your slick connects to the crotch of the shorts before snapping away as he pulls it down to your knee. He groaned as his eyes took in the delicious sight in front of him, "No panties? And your fucking dripping, you probably planned this out and did this purposely just so I can come and see you like this, dirty fucking slut" he lands a harsh slap on your right ass cheek as you closed your eyes in embarrassment when you realized you're basically fucking exposed to him.
"Go to fucking hell you perv" You snapped back at him, "Oh yeah? I'm the perv?, I'm not the one fucking soaked and dripping onto the floor sweetheart". He laughs mockingly.
His dick was painfully hard and eager, straining to be released from his sweatpants, what can a man do? It's not his fault his dumb little stepsister always runs around the house with those tight little booty shorts, ass almost fully exposed, basically begging to be pounded and now he has his chance so why not take it?
He pulls his sweatpants and underwear down, thick perfectly curved dick slaps against his abdomen as pre cum oozes out of the angry red tip, he grips his fist around it before pumping himself a few times while circling your clit with his thumb, "Pretty little cunt you got here princess, been hiding this from me this whole time?"
"S-stop it Katsuki, this is wrong! You're my stepbrother, we can't do this!" you whined, it's so fucking wrong and fucked up and you sure as hell knew that, you just can't help but feel your needy cunt throbbing and yearning for more, it's only natural right?
Before you could even process anything else you felt his angry tip lining up at your entrance, his thick cock head bullying and prying it's way into your weeping tight hole before he shoves it all the way in unexpectedly, knocking the wind out of you as you hissed at the sudden pain.
"Hahh fuckk- Katsuki slow down!" you moaned as he starts thrusting his hard cock in and out of you like it was his mission to bruise and mark up your silky walls with his tip, strong hands gripping onto your waist as he stretches out your poor cunt with his fat girth, splitting that pretty little cunny in half as it drips all over him. "Holy fuckk you're so fucking tight hah- shitt" he hisses as your pussy clenches around him snugly, tightest cunt he ever fucked for sure.
He started pounding you harder, gripping the oversized T-shirt you wore as he rammed himself in the tight warm space between your thighs.
"Stupid little slut, is this what you need to shut that annoying little mouth of yours, my dick pounding this little pussy?" he took a mental note to give you exactly what you wanted when you're acting up and being a little bitchy brat to him. "Sh-ut up katsu-" shit you couldn't even form proper words to even say his fucking name, "You're the fucking worse fuh-ckk" you moaned out of pleasure. You can't even lie his cock was the best you've ever had and it's only been minutes since he started fucking you so that surely says a lot, his tip was grazing against the right spots in your hole, it's like his dick knew all the parts in cunt that would make your eyes roll to the back of your head and he was stretching your stuffy cunt with his cock soo good, it turnt you into a moaning mess.
"Oh yeah I know my cock is good you little slut, Gonna fuck you so stupid with it, you won't ever think about another guy's dick other than your stepbrother's" he smirks as he lands a hard slap on your ripped ass, watching the way the thick flesh jiggles against him, bouncing back against his pelvis as he drills himself so fucking deep inside of you. You're his little glory hole, he can stuff you full and deep of his seed and use your tight pussy for hours and fuck you so dumb that you can't even think for the rest of the week if he wants to.
He circles his thumb over your neglected butthole, the puckered hole fluttering against the pad of his thumb as he notices the way your moans got sweeter and louder at the gesture. He won't be surprised if you're a slut for anal he snooped through your room a shit ton of times looking for your dirty cum-stained panties he uses to jerk off to, to know that you have several jeweled anal plugs hidden away in your drawer.
"Mmm want me to put it in baby?" he teases, adoring the way the pink ring flutters on his thumb, soo eager and hungry to be stuffed and played with, "Ye-yes pleasee!" you hiccupped, purposely winking your hole for him desperately as a form of inviting him. "Heh, how cute" he mumbled before gathering your slick from your clit to rub it on the tiny rim before slowly sinking it in little by little. He groaned as he felt your cunt throbbing around his cock as your hungry asshole swallows his thumb into the hilt.
Heavy balls slapping against your clit as your eyes roll back to the back of your head as if you were possessed or something- or maybe you were, possessed by his fucking cock hitting your favorite spots in your hole that had you seeing stars. His cock was so fucking good, mushroom tip kissing your cervix with every single one of his mean thrusts. "Fuck wish I could play with those pretty tits" he groans, head falling back as he moans, your cunt felt like fucking heaven, so warm and tight just for him.
"Kat-Katsuki m' so close" you moaned as you felt the familiar feeling in your stomach building up, "Yeah? That fast? My cock is that good huh?".
You let out a porn star-worthy moan when you felt his thick thumb sliding in and out of your tight bullied walls, matching the rough brutal pace of the pounding he was giving your poor pussy. He lifts up one of his legs and plants his feet flat on the floor so he can drill deeper into your cunt, "Fuckk yes daddy- don't stop fuck! Please don't stop" you cried out as you felt yourself approaching your release.
He chuckled mockingly, "Daddy huh? You're such a fucking dirty whore ya know that?" he slapped your ass so fucking hard that his handprint was definitely branded on your ass cheek, "Didn't know my dear little stepsis was such a cock-hungry slut, what'd ya think mom would say if she found out her innocent daughter was milking her stepbrother's cock and calling him daddy hm? Always knew you were a whore" he smirks as you whimpered and dripped to his mean words.
He pulled his thumb out of your butthole slowly and then groaned when he saw the delicious little gape he created. He brought his thumb up to his mouth before sucking it, gathering spit onto the finger then circling it around the gaped hole.
"Fuckk would you look at that, she's all prepped and ready for my cock, maybe after I'm done stuffing your cunt, I'll fill this one up too, bet you'll fucking like that", you felt his cock throbbing like crazy in your pussy as he imagined stuffing both of holes with his bitter cum and having you all plugged up n pretty with his seed deep in your asshole and the only thing keeping it in is the princess plug you have hidden away in your drawer- buried deep inside your ass.
You almost screamed when you felt him stabbing his cock into your cunt even harder, strong hands gripping your waist tightly to keep you still as he rams his hips against yours. The friction of his heavy balls slapping your clit made it feel even better as your cunt clenches around his cock, threatening to milk his balls into your pussy. You're not surprised that Bakugou was this good at fucking, after all, he was really fucking sexy and built, of course he had a lot of experience. You cried out when you felt his fingers rubbing harsh harsh circles on your clit, "Come on slut, need ya to cum on my cock, don't make me repeat myself" he grunts, head falling back when he feels your cunny squeezing around his cock soo much fucking tighter. You closed your eyes as you felt your orgasm approaching. His thrust was so fucking brutal, it's like he has some fucking personal problem and is taking it out on your poor cunt.
Before you could process anything else, you were gushing all over his pretty cock, warm liquid squirting all over his abs and pelvis and he continues pounding you through it, he lets out a slurpy moan while laughing, "Fuckk yeah that's it baby that's it, Gooddd girl" he thrusts got sloppier and sloppier when he felt his balls tightening. He didn't expect you to fucking squirt and make a mess all over him so it drove him fucking crazy.
You felt his cock twisting against your tight walls, assuming he was about to cum. Fuck, you felt so lifeless. The only thing holding you up was Katsuki's strong grip on your waist and the washing machine because you can't even think right now, your mind fully fucking clouded with his cock bullying your poor insides, splitting your sweet cunny apart. Fuck he's so mean, you shivered when you felt his fingers digging deep into your waist.
"Fuck m'gonna cum, gonna stuff this slutty cunt so full of my seed, it'll come right out your mouth bitch" he hisses before emptying his balls in your pussy, thick ropes of cum filling up your cumdump of a hole as you cried out when you felt his angry tip pushing the cum further and further into your cunny, making sure to stuff you full and not let any of it leak out or you'd have to lick it up.
He chuckles darkly when he hears you're out of breath whimpers. "Is this what you needed? A good little filling to shut that pretty mouth of yours? Because if it's dick you need to function properly you know where to find me baby" he chuckles, slowly pulling out his still-hard cock, being sooo careful that none of the cum drips out. He lines his tip up at the entrance of your butthole, smearing the cum onto the hole as it winks at him.
"Ready for the other filling?"
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â THINGS THEY DO THAT GIVE YOU BUTTERFLIES ! â â°â†MHA EDITION
Ëâ· ÍÍÍÍâłâ„ includes: shoto todoroki, kirishima eijirou, hitoshi shinsou, denki kaminari, katsuki bakugou, izuku midoriya, sero hanta
Ëâ· ÍÍÍÍâłâ„ warnings: suggestive? ig lmao, mentions of marijuana/drug usage
BAKUGOU KATSUKI
âź helps you do your skincare and looks at your face so focused as he rubs aquaphor/vaseline on your skin
âź holds you by the waist while walking across the street
âź just something about the way he says âcâmere.â man
âź will fight people to sit next to you when yâall go out to eat with friends
âź when heâs stopping you from going somewhere or doing something stupid he forces you into a hug, burying your face into his chest as he restrains you
âź wipes food off the corner of your mouth and eye crust off the corner of your eyes
âź lifts you up off the ground and throws you over his shoulder with ease
âź kisses your hands from your fingertips to your palms
âź gives you rides to places yâall get invited to even if heâs not going because he wants you to be safe
âź adjusts your bonnet/scarf for you while you lay down (and if you wear glassesâ he takes them off for you when you fall asleep with them on accidentally)
âź grabs you by your neck to kiss you.
âź makes you put your face in the camera on facetime and constantly telling you âget off pausedâ
TODOROKI SHOTO
âź insists on feeding you his food every time he gets something to eat and youâre in his vicinityâ heâll just bring food up to your mouth and say âopenâ
âź and shares drinks without not caring one bit about swapping spit
âź mindlessly kisses your cheek while he studies sitting next to you
âź will sit in the bathroom with you while you pee
âź leans his forehead against yours before/after kissing you
âź brings you around his friends because he wants them to love you as much as he does
âź constantly hugging you from behind
âź is quick to defend you any time his father says something slick, and will tell endeavour about himself immediately
âź will carry you up the stairs if you feel lazy
âź has a habit of spoiling you that he has no intention of breaking
âź says âbless youâ with the sweetest voice every time you sneeze, and pats your back every time you cough
âź brushes hair out of your face even if you donât notice it there
âź he has a hard time with feelings, so on special occasionâ or if he just feels like it, heâll write you lengthy love letters signed with his initial and a heart at the end
MIDORIYA IZUKU
âź lays you in his lap when he studies so he can still hold you while heâs occupied
âź if you even utter the words âi wantâ, heâs buying it.
âź always offers to tie your shoes
âź drags his yâs when he calls you baby or honey (âbut babyyyyâ)
âź holds your hand in front of his friends with no shame
âź wears anything you buy him no matter if it matches his wardrobe or not
âź licks his lips a lot
âź lets you mindless play with his hair and he does the same with you
âź gives the best massages known to man
âź bounces his leg often, especially when youâre sitting in lap
âź also always hugs your waist when you sit in his lap
âź has a highlight for you on his main instagram account that heâs constantly updating because heâs constantly posting you
âź rushes to zip up your jacket for you before you can do it yourself
âź pats your head to tease you
SERO HANTA
âź always throw his arm over your shoulder when he sits next to you on the couch
âź when you try to get sassy with him he straight up laughs in your face and noogies you
âź lifts you up to sit on the counter while he fixes himself something to eat in the kitchen
âź laughs when you show him guys talking to themselves in your dm requests
âź smiles at you with half open eyes when you smoke together
âź also the best trip sitter in the world
âź quick to call you and ask what you want went he grabs something to eat for himself
âź if you hug him standing up while heâs sitting down he hugs you tight around your waist and leans his head in your stomach
âź willingly lets you drive his car and if you donât know how to drive, has no problem teaching you
âź lets you sit in his lap when heâs on the phone or on the game
KIRISHIMA EIJIROU
âź gives you princess treatment. always.
âź literally has a seat cover on his passenger seat that says âprincessâ that he puts on whenever heâs about to have you in his car
âź holds your hand and walks you down the stairs
âź offers to wash your hair for you
âź will send you money without a question if you even utter the words âiâm hungryâ or âi want..â
âź carries you everywhere even when itâs not necessary
âź always refers to you as âmy ladyâ or âmy babyâ to other peopleâ he barely uses your name.
âź brushes your hair and puts lotion on for you
âź geniunely enjoys going perfume shopping with you and will try different ones out to help you choose
âź fixes your posture if youâre hunching while sitting
âź pokes your cheek when he thinks you look cute or if he just feels like it
âź king of forehead kisses, he gave you ones even when yâall were just friends
KAMINARI DENKI
âź looks at you with glossy eyes while youâre high together, making direct contact as he stares at your lips while you talk and licks his own as he plans his next action
âź is constantly calling you âbabyâ
âź throws his head back as he gulps down a can of soda, his adamâs apple bobbing up and down his neck as he gives you an amazing view of his jawline
âź certified french kissing addict
âź says âhmm?â in a soft tone to tease you- or when he genuinely does not hear you
âź puts his hands over yours to show you how to do something
âź squishes your cheeks when you pout and laughs in your face
âź kisses your neck in a sweet way, not even to start something
âź him playing guitar. thatâs all i need to say.
âź wipes the food of the corner of your mouth and licks it off his thumb, just so casually
âź in general- casually touches you in a way or says things that leave you flustered out of words and acts like itâs nothing (sometimes itâs not even on purpose)
âź does that hand/finger motion with his two fingers when he wants you to hand him something or come over to him (ik yâall know what iâm talking about)
âź feeds you his food and asks you to feed him, leading to yall always feeding each other when yall go out to get foodâ even around yâallâs friends
HITOSHI SHINSOU
âź pulls in his lap whenever he feels like it and rests his hand on your thigh, rubbing it with his thumb
âź âuse your wordsâ âin the most casual way possible.
âź will check you every time you have an attitude just to get you flustered
âź makes you maintain eye contact with him when youâre flustered and will tease you endlessly
âź whispers in your ear in public (mainly to talk shit)
âź while give you his jacket in public without you asking and just let you keep it after you go home
âź rolls blunts for you while fake complaining that you need to learn how to roll (heâd still roll for you even if you did)
âź smacks his lip and rolls his eyes lot
âź taps his finger on his desk or the arm of his chair when heâs thinking
âź leans his head back on his chair often
âź prefers you to face him when he has you on his lap
© rumisgf
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Minors DNI đ Sometimes my brain just⊠creates nefarious thoughts. Pick your poison.
Youâd worn that fucking outfit again. The one that hugged your body in all the right places, flashing glimpses of your plush legs.. of that anklet adorning your skin as it twinkled under the lights. The little charm swaying with your movementsâ his initial âwhat heâd claimed was an unmistakable statement to everyone there that you belonged to him. His precious girl.
You knew exactly what you were doing to him.
Fluttering around this party with your friends, laughing on the dance floor like nobody was watching. Like you couldnât feel his gaze burning into you.. only always you.
To the untrained eye you looked so innocent.
He canât help the amused twitch at the edges of his lips at the thought. Theyâd never guess that you were so eager to be a good little slut for him. Never guess that heâd pressed his lips to that little charm while folding you in half before youâd left the house that evening; knees pressing into your chest, ankles framing his face as he pounded those lewd sounds out of you. That youâd had his cum leaking down your thighs the minute youâd stepped foot in the building.
He loved sharing a little secret with you, knowing that you saved that side of yourself just for him.
His good little girl.
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Yâall donât make use of subtle/weird traits in fics enough.
Dudesâ
Bakugou literally has hyperhidrosis. Make him switch shirts constantly, or constantly wiping his hands, or outright refusing to touch things because nitroglycerin is a volatile substance.
Midoriya is constantly chewing on his lips or thumb while in thought. Either his lips are SO chapped or heâs a skin picker and the skin around his finger tips are super rough.
Uraraka is a poor kid. She would absolutely have some kind of financial anxiety. Make her be extremely frugal OOOORRR BETTER YET make her absolutely awful with money.
Aizawa is a hypersomniac. Give the man a nightmare disorder or something. We can be more imaginative than just always kinda tired.
Kirishima has/had really bad quirk envy. Please I need to see this addressed more. Even at the best hero school, in the top class, he talks down on his quirk.
Todoroki really doesnât think very much. He acts quickly but very thoughtlessly. Coming to incorrect conclusions and moving too fast without knowing what to do next.
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texts with the bnha guys; fem! reader (aged up) characters included: katsuki bakugou, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, tenya iida, eijirou kirishima, denki kaminari.
! you send them a naughty pic
warnings: sfw but suggestive
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Could I please request a smutty MHA SMAU where the boys get drunk and message reader filthy messages, pretty pleeeease đ€
áŠThey get drunk and send filthy messages
ÊContent: SMUT CONTENT, gn! reader, swearing, talks of penetration, talks of oral
ÊCharacters included: Deku, Bakugou, Todoroki, Kirishima, Denki
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a/n it got real dirty real quick đ
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BNHA SMAU !
Waking up to you gone!
Characters - Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tamaki Amajikiââââââââââââââââââââââââââ
Izuku Midoriya
Katsuki Bakugou
Shoto Todoroki
Ejirou Kirishima
Denki Kaminari
Tamaki Amajiki
#bnha#bnha x reader#my hero x reader#bakugou x reader#bnha smau#denki kaminari x reader#deku x reader#izuku midoria x reader#katsuki bakugou x reader#izuku midoriya x reader#shoto todoroki x reader#todoroki x reader#ejiro kirishima x reader#ejirou kirishima x reader#kirishima x reader#kaminari x reader#tamaki amajiki x reader#tamaki x reader
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âčââĄâ đđ, đđ đđđ đđđđđ đđđđđ đđđ đđđđ đđđ âŠ
‷ mha x f!reader (use of she/her pronouns, fem. relationship labels)
â number-one hero deku, sitting on the couch across from his girlfriend in his pajamas, applying matching green face masks and giggling at the mess theyâre making
â cold and formidable pro-hero shoto, cross-legged on the wood-paneled floor with his wife as they share a bottle of wine, despite the large vacant table and long vacant counter, laughing quietly about the most recent scandal at work
â great explosion murder god dynamight, begging for mercy as his fiancĂ©e sits atop his chest grinning triumphantly and tickling him without remorse, his eyes watering and lungs burning because she knows exactly the spot that makes him unravelÂ
â fashion icon pinky, known for her model-worthy looks, bundled up in blankets and stolen hoodies and mismatched socks and sweatpants with her girlfriend as the two of them binge-watch all five seasons of riverdaleÂ
â charming and dashing hero chargebolt, sitting in front of the tv at seven am, sharing a blanket with his fiancĂ©e and watching cartoons and eating cereal because neither of them wanted to cook and definitely not resembling two responsible adults whose wedding is in two months
â the ever cool and composed ingenium absolutely losing his shit because his wife was unaware that the dominos pasta containers are aluminum and cannot go in the microwave, as they found out the hard way, the pair now staring at a crispy microwave and charred countertop
â sweet and kind uravity who becomes an absolute menace when up against her girlfriend at mario kart because they agreed the loser would do the dishes and she refuses to even touch that mountain of plates after tamale nightÂ
â the manliest of all heroes, red riot, who swears there is no manlier thing than going for drive-thru at one in the morning with his fiancĂ©e in the passenger seat because they had a fry craving
dividers by @/cafekitsune
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YOU HAVE A POSTER OF A PRO HERO IN YOUR ROOM | SMAU
àłââ· midoriya, shinso, denki, bakugou
#maybe part 2?#bnha x reader#bnha smau#mha smau#mha x reader#mha#smau#bnha#bakugou x reader#denki x reader#shinso x reader#midoriya x reader
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pro heroes meeting their feisty, mcbling gf
â± bakugou, kirishima, midoriya, dabi
â± pt.2 here pt.3 here
note: itâs me, iâm the feisty mcbling gf đ
Katsuki has been on shift for what feels like hours. In reality⊠well it has been hours. Heâs been patrolling a smaller, more mundane part of Tokyo, where all heâs done is help little old ladies with their groceries and scold kids for trying to steal candy.
He was dying to get home.
So, when he heard a scream five minutes from patrol ending, the groan he let out was loud, unprofessional and frankly, really douche-y of him. But still, he flew towards the alley it echoed from.
He turned the corner, expecting a damsel in distressâŠ
Only to see you.
Beating a man with a Juicy Couture suede bag, wobbling on platform sandals.
While this man lets out the girliest, highest-pitched screams Katsuki has ever heard in his life.
âThatâs.â Hit. âWhat.â Hit. âYou.â Hit. âGet!â Big hit!
Katsuki blinks out of his trance and takes a booming step toward you. âWhat the fuckâs goin on?â
You gasp and look up, and Katsuki swears his heart is echoing out of his chest.
Your s/c skin is everywhere, from your jean shorts to the cleavage practically spilling out your leopard print zip-up, and as you straighten up, he catches a glimpse of a belly ring that makes him gulp.
Your hair frames your face with a pair of sunglasses at the top of your head, showing off a fantastic scowl. Glittery eyes are met with furrowed brows, decorated with piercings-galore on your face, and two big hoops either side of your head.
âThis prick!â You punctuate it with a nudge of your painted-pink toe, âTried to rob me! I kneed him in his tiny balls.â
Katsuki raises a brow. You take a minute to glare at the guy, still whimpering, before you strut towards him with narrowed eyes.
You hate to admit it, but Dynamight was hotter in real life. Soot is smeared on his cheek and the scowl on his face sends his ruby-red lasers shooting through you.
âWhat? You have a staring problem?â You ask with a hand on your hip. Every ounce of confidence youâre letting off is soooo clearly fake right now, but he doesnât seem to notice.
He shakes his head and looks around you to the poor guy on the floor. Heâs not going anywhere, still curled up in a feral position and cradling his nads.
Katsuki sweats.
âAlright, sweetheart-â
You try to pretend it doesnât make your heart skip a beat.
âSweetheart?â He freezes and looks down at your cocked brow. âAt least take me out for a drink first, Mr. Dynamight, câmon.â
He clears his throat awkwardly, âShit- sorry, I didnât- look, youâre okay, right? No injuries?â
Youâre inspecting your nails at this point, trying to avoid looking at the muscles in his hero costume. âHuh? Nah, but he should probably get checked out. Am I good to go?â
You sound eager to leave, but you make no move to when he nods.
Instead, you stand, scrutinising him with crossed arms. Katsuki hates to admit it, but even standing a whole foot taller than you, youâre making the blond blush.
âOkay, what? You need somethinâ?â He gruffly says.
You glance back at the idiot still on the floor, and he flinches at your gaze.
âYou donât need my number for a report or somethinâ?â
The words leave your mouth sooner than you can stop them, but you keep your face cool as your turn around. God, you need a smoke after this.
Katsukiâs hearts skips a beat, but his lip quirks up and he huffs out a chuckle. He reaches into one his pockets, and passes you his phone.
Heâs still blushing, but God that man is grinning as well.
:::
Eijiro is mid-lat pulldown when he hears you through the full blast of his headphones. Being the manly pro he is, he takes an earbud out to hear the commotion.
âWhen I say fuck off, I mean fuck off! What part of that isnât get through your thick skull?â
Eijiro watched as you scream in a steroid-fueled gym-broâs face. Youâre jabbing a pink nail in his chest, neon pink shorts matching to a sports bra and a small hoodie on your top half.
He gets off the machine, and a loud clang echoes through the gym - you donât even notice.
âWhat, too much muscle blocking your brain from working?â
The guy is getting ready to respond, an ugly, violent grimace on his face. As Eijiro steps behind you and crosses his arms, the guy thinks twice.
He nods at you, and turns away, practically running.
You huff and tuck a loose piece of hair behind your hair.
âWhat was that?â
You jump at the voice and spin around with a shout. A chest- Jesus Christ, heâs tall. Youâre face-to-chest with a man covered in muscle, a sharp-toothed smile and spiky, red hair to match it.
âOh!â
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He raises a brow and smiles at you.
A blush is fighting itâs way onto your face, but youâre too cool for that. Way too cool. So you clear your throat and stop staring at his adorable face for a minute.
âHe wasnât taking no for an answer,â You huff and cross your arms.
Eijiro frowns, âShit, that sucks. Do you come here often?â
âŠ
Itâs your turn to raise a brow.
His face turns as red as his hair when he realises how stupid that sounded. Itâs weirdly endearing watching such a large man blush and panic in front of you.
âN-no, like, I can get him banned if youâre a regular. I know the owners, so-â
âWhere do I know you from?â You cut him off, doing mental gymnastics.
Eijiro freezes as he watches you. Your thick lashes touch your brows as you go wide-eyed, staring at him intently. So intently, heâs terrified to move a muscle.
You click your fingers and point a sparkly nail at his chest, âRed Riot! I knew I recognised you from somewhere.â
He grins and shrugs. âYeah, thatâs me.â
âI mean,â You trail off for a minute, using all your self-restraint to not blush or stutter in front of this fine-ass man, âif you ever wanted to come to rescue again, I could just give you my number?â
Eijiro has never grabbed his phone faster in his life.
:::
Izuku has been caught in the midst of little fans. Children are detaching themselves from parents, flying away from friend groups to crowd around for his autograph. Heâs reminded again why he always wears a cap and glasses when he goes to the mall.
He just needed to pick up a pair of boxers, for Gods sake.
A little boy comes hurtling at him, but such is the norm. What he doesnât see is the girl sprinting after him- sprinting in platform heels that is.
Jeans cling to you tighter than your zebra print top, and the tiny handbag on your shoulder keeps slipping down. Every step you take is a loud jingle with the massive array of jewellery you have on, and star-shaped clips in your hair keep slipping out.
âDeku! Youâre the coole-â
âIsamu! Get back here!â You screech. Your sister was going to kill you if she knew the one time you took your nephew out for a little trip to the mall, you lost him.
Watching him talk to a stranger was almost the cherry on top.
You come to a skidding stop, somehow not hurtling over on your open-toed death machines, and grab the 5 year old by the armpits. Isamu letâs out an excited shriek and smiles at you.
Then he points to the guy.
That guy being the number one hero in Japan.
You nearly drop your nephew.
âOh my God-â
âIâm so sorry-â
You both speak at the same time, then shut up, and just stare at each other like two idiots. Heâs not in his costume - duh, idiot, heâs at the mall?- but he looks just as good as he does with his face plastered all over Tokyo.
Strong arms are straining the seams of his black shirt, and his dark hair is brushing the nape of his neck- it looks so soft-
âIâm really sorry, I should have come out with my hat on, sunglasses-â
âPlease do not apologise for looking that good,â You mutter and roll your eyes. Then you freeze. Then you both look at each other, while you nibble your lip and smear your lipgloss everywhere.
âDeku! Can I have your auto map!â Isamu screeches from your arms, wiggling like a worm. Itâs getting hard to hold him, so you plop him down and hold his hand instead.
âAutograph, buddy, not auto map,â You whisper in his ear.
Izukuâs heart skips a beat. You are gorgeous, silly and amazing with kids- I mean, what else could he really ask for?
He nods and crouched to Isamuâs height.
âWho am I making it out to, then?â
Isamu screams his government name so loud you want to cover your ears, but you just smile awkwardly at Izuku crouching under you.
He looks at you with his big, doe eyes and a soft smile. âWhat about you?â
âOh, no, I donât want an autograph-â
âYour name?â
Oh shit. You mutter it and watch with a smile as the pro scrawls on a notebook he miraculously pulled out from his arse. His round, perky-
âThere you go, Isamu. It was great meeting you,â He pats your nephewâs head, who is practically beaming. âIt was nice meeting you too, Y/n,â he adds, and turns away with a wave.
As you walk away, Isamu thrusts the paper in your hand.
âLOOK AT IT AUNTIE Y/N!!â
âif itâs not too forward, id like you text me sometime y/n :)â and next to the note is his number.
Cheeky bitch.
:::
Dabi has no fucking idea how he ended up in a bar blasting Kesha from the speakers with millennial women screaming âthis was my party song!â but he hates it.
Until he sees you.
Youâre in the tiniest jean skirt heâs ever seen, and your ass cheeks are so close to popping out. If youâd just stopped swaying your hips and bend over, heâd get a glimpse-
But you turn around, and he watches you twist and turn in a matching halter top, jewellery adding rhythms to the music.
Dabi swears he has never seen anything as captivating as your baby pink lips mouth along to Die Young. God, was he really thinking that? In relation to Kesha? You must be special, he thinks to himself.
He makes no move, though. He sits at the bar, watching you tip back fruity cocktails and teeter on your fur-covered boots.
He looks away for a second, he swears, and suddenly youâre on the bar stool next to him. Not just sat, but staring. Like, blatantly staring right at him.
He mirrors you, leaning on his palm and watching you.
Youâd be lying if you tried to say his cerulean eyes werenât doing something to you, but there were more pressing issues at hand.
âYouâve been staring at me all night.â
Itâs a fact, he has been.
A smile curls onto his lips, and he shifts so heâs closer to you. âHave I? Didnât noticeâŠâ
Youâre drunk. Like, much too drunk, because his face is a blur- a handsome blur though. You are aware enough to tell heâs staring at your tits, though.
You click your fingers in his face and he looks back up at you. Thereâs a moment on his face where he looks shocked, but a bigger smirk replaces it.
âSorry, hun-â
âHun? What am I, 5?â
He leans forward, and the overwhelming stench of a beach fire is fighting with your Britney Spears perfume. The air starts to smell like burnt sugar around you, and itâs weirdly compelling.
âWhat do you want me to call you then?â
âWell, youâll need my number to call me.â
It takes you a minute to realise how dumb that was- youâre drunk and that is not what he meant, but it made him drop the cool boy act. He stared at you for a second with wide eyes before chuckling under his breath.
âYou are somethinâ, princessâŠâ
âPrincess?â
âYeah, the skirt and all the pink- very princessy,â He gestured to your outfit before pulling out⊠a burner phone.
You really should not have drank that much, because you donât even care to question it as youâre typing you digits in.
note: ffs i didnât make izukuâs gf feisty enough đ
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hey! could you please write something where the mha men catch you masturbating?
CAUGHT ! â BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA
âčâË. heâs offended that you didnât call him to make you cum.
⥠feat. aged up! midoriya izuku, bakugo katsuki, kirishima eijirou, takami keigo.
⥠warnings: 18+ content (mdni), f! reader, masturbation.
â MIDORIYA IZUKU.
âbaby, could i use your vibrator on you?â izuku pads towards the bed and sits in front of you, eyes meeting yours shyly. his freckled cheeks are pink and only turning a darker red as you take a moment to think.
âsure, âzuku.â you smile softly, spreading your legs and leaning back as he picks up your sticky wand. âyou know how to use it?â
izuku shakes his head, âno, but i want to learn how.. i was watching you a little earlier.â
âoh..â your cunt twitches at the thought of him looking in on you masturbating â moaning his name, writhing on the bed in bliss. and knowing izuku, he was rock hard the whole time and palming himself through his pants.
âiâm sorry, baby, i couldnât help it. youâre just so beautiful, andââ
âno problem, izu.â
he clears his throat and presses the vibrator to your puffy clit, and just the light pressure has you whining his name. when izuku switches it on, he accidentally turns it up to the highest level, causing your back to bow right off the bed as a sharp gasp escapes your lips.
without thinking much about the intensity of the vibrator, he presses it against your clit harder while nudging your closing thighs apart with his free hand.
âoh, izu, t-thatâs too high, you need to turn it down!â your body twists on the bed, hips jerking, so he plants a scarred hand firmly on your pelvis to keep you as steady as possible. âitâs too much, fuck, iâm gonnaâ!â
âshh, i know baby,â izuku hushes your gasping moans and shaking voice easily, âiâm listening..â
â BAKUGO KATSUKI.
âwhat the hell?â as katsuki pulls the shower curtain open to reveal your shaking form, hunched and pressing the shower head between your thighs, he scoffs.
your back crashes against the shower wall behind you and dazedly, you look towards your affronted boyfriend whoâs now stripping his clothes off.
âi thought we agreed to shower together tonight! here you are, without me and jerking off no less.â
âshut up and join me, katsuki,â not that he needed any convincing, but the blissed out expression on your face has him moving much faster. plus, you havenât stopped using the shower head â youâre still moaning, his name falling from your lips in delicious whimpers.
âbend over, babygirl,â katsuki grunts, stepping into the shower beside you. âand give me that damn thing.â
he practically snatches it out of your loose grip, manhandles you forward a little more after you bend over. aiming the spray at the ground, he spreads your ass cheeks with one hand and presses himself into your dripping hole.
âfuck, fuck katsuki..â your chest heaves as you mewl, high pitched and needy. katsuki finally bottoms out with a husky groan, before he twists his hand and directs the shower head towards your quivering pussy.
his free hand comes to rest on your cheek, thumb slipping into your mouth for comfort.
âkatsu..â you cry, tears racing down your cheeks as your voice muffles. âso, so good!â
katsuki trembles against you before quickly developing a tempo and snapping his hips into your ass. all he can do is choke back sounds of pleasure as your walls squeeze him so hard his eyes roll back.
he musters the strength to lean over to press a wet kiss to the shell of your ear, chest pressed to your back. âgod, i wish you could see just how fuckinâ perfect you look right now. such a mess for meâ hah, shit.â
â KIRISHIMA EIJIROU.
âlet me eat your pussy.â
before you can even turn around, eijirou is already bouncing on the bed and advancing towards you on his belly. surprised, you pull your sticky hands away from your pussy and loosely close your legs.
âeiji, what?â
âyou heard me, baby.â
âwhâ you didnât even knock, and this is kind of embarrassing that you walked in on me like this!â your face burns as you stare at the redhead awkwardly, his eagerness making your thighs twitch.
âiâm sorry,â eijirou apologizes, hands gripping your thighs as he positions himself closer to you. âyouâll forget about it if i eat you out, yeah?â
when you nod shyly, he pulls your legs open and plants his hands on your asscheeks, dragging you into his face. before you can even register whatâs about to happen next, eijirouâs lapping up your slick, tongue dragging through your folds and against your clit.
your eyes roll back, damp fingers twisting into his spiky hair and pulling hard, just how he likes it. he groans, face buried in your cunt, and the vibrations draw a few whines from your throat.
âeiji, l-little slower please, âm kinda sensitive..â
honestly, eijirou doesnât really care if youâre sensitive from all your jerking off. itâs evident in the way he licks harder, slurping up more of your taste and locking you down with his arms so you canât twist away, even if youâre overstimulated.
a particularly rough drag of eijirouâs silky tongue has you gasping out his name and panting quickly.
âmmm, mmmhâ eiji, âm gonna cum!â soft red hair tickles your inner thighs as he nods, unbothered. a few more licks to your clit has you coming completely undone, thighs squeezing his head harshly when he continues, pushing his tongue into your twitching hole.
âi-i canât, itâs too much!â you wail, tears building in your eyes as pleasure and pain flash through you together. after a moment, eijirou finally lets up, not even caring to wipe the wetness off his face.
he doesnât hide the enthusiasm and smiles, sharp teeth glinting in the light.
âlet me eat your pussy again?â
â TAKAMI KEIGO.
âaww, dove. couldâve let me know you were this needy,â the slightest rustle of feathers behind you as youâre pulled back into strong arms has your body tensing, dildo falling from your hand and onto the towel covered bed.
âi-i didnât want to be a bother.. you were on patrol, kei,â your voice is barely above a whisper, face burning with some kind of embarrassment that heâs caught you in such a vulnerable situation.
gentle fingers brush beneath your chin as keigo tilts your head up, pressing his lips to yours for a chaste kiss. as it starts to deepen, tongues pushing between lips, a hand slides down the slope of your stomach and over the coarse hair at your pelvis.
âkeigo,â you moan before heâs even reached your pussy and he chuckles, pulling away with a string of saliva briefly connecting his lips to yours.
âhavenât even touched you yet,â keigo comments wryly, corners of his eyes crinkling as you lean in for another kiss, legs spreading wider. you catch a glimpse of his vermillion feathers ruffling behind him before your eyes shut and you fall into pleasure.
thick fingers press inside you, pushing in and bottoming out rather quickly, thanks to your previous orgasms. as youâre reaching for your neglected clit, keigo swats your hand out of the way and replaces it with his own, thumb rubbing tight circles on it almost immediately.
âalways so fuckinâ tight,â he hisses, scissoring his fingers in and out of you at a devastating pace. your hips thrash against the bed, pulling back from overstimulation and roughness yet also pushing towards him for more. your back is flush against keigoâs chest, asscheeks pressing into his crotch.
âgodâ fuck,â keigoâs chest heaves as he shifts closer to you, hard on grinding into your ass. âshit, now youâve got me worked up, dove.. iâm bending you over after you cum, alright?â
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