#dynamight x fem!reader

[botanicsoul]

Addict in full bloom

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

• MDNI!! (18+)

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧. 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

Bakugou had never had a real girlfriend before you. Sure, he’d kissed a few girls, gotten a handjob or two—hell, maybe even gone down on someone once—but sex? That was something he never cared to try. Not until you.

The moment he finally had you, it was over. Katsuki was insatiable. Obsessed. A damn addict. If he wasn’t thinking about touching you, he was already doing it. Sneaking into your dorm when everyone else was asleep just to have you, only to wake you up hours later for another round before first period. He didn’t give a damn if you were tired—his hands were already pulling you close, lips pressing against your ear as he growled something filthy about how much he needed you.

Study sessions? Yeah, those were a joke. He’d start with his books open, acting like he gave a shit, but the second you leaned in too close or bit your lip in concentration, they were forgotten. Before you knew it, he had you bent over the desk, one hand gripping your hip, the other covering your mouth to muffle your moans.

Skipping training? It started as an accident—one missed session because he was too busy pinning you to his bed, your fingers tangled in his hair as he lost himself in you. Then once turned into twice, and before he knew it, he was making excuses to Kirishima, shrugging off practice like it wasn’t a big deal. After all, he had a new favorite way to work up a sweat.

And in between classes? During lunch? If he could find an empty space—an unused classroom, a janitor’s closet, even the back of the school building—he was taking advantage of it. It didn’t matter if you whined about getting caught, he’d just smirk, pressing you against the wall and murmuring,

“Then you better keep quiet, sweetheart.”

He never thought he’d be this desperate for someone. This hungry. This fucking gone. But you? You turned him into something unrecognizable—something downright feral. A fucking addict.

[everythingspokenfor]

୭୧.All characters are aged up 18+. MDNI.

"I have never seen an actual dick before," you blurt out, mouth full of popcorn as you watched Bakugou work on repairing his gauntlet, he stops, turning to look at you, bewildered.

"I didn't really need to know that." He deadpanned, turning back to his work station, tip of his ears taking on a rosy hue.

"No, listen, like I know you haven't seen a pussy either," You stopped abruptly, watching as his head snap towards you for the second time, palms gripping the screwdriver tight.

"The fuck is wrong with you," he sighed out, giving up fixing his gauntlet, instead getting up to grab a drink, you scramble, tossing the popcorn bowl onto the side table, before hopping behind him.

"Nothing is wrong with me," you state, pressing a hand against your chest you stand in front of him, "I am just curious, and I know you are too." You fold your arms, eyes challenging his.

"No."

"I didn't even say anything yet."

"I know what is cooking in your head." He points an accusatory finger, side-eyeing you, "and the answer to that is no." He knew exactly what you intend to say, but he has no intention taking part in any of your fantasies.

"But, this is like mutual benefit," you instigated, placing both your hands on your hips, "Like I get to see what I want and you get to see what yo-"

"When did I say I want to see your pussy?"

"Bitch, I know you want to," You counteracted, chest heaving slightly as you tried to convince him, breaking him is difficult, for some even impossible but you can, with the right approach you can make him do anything.

"Think about it, Suki." You lower your voice a little, eyes lowered before you slowly lifted them, catching his eyes, you notice the hitch in his breath, notice his eyes darting down at your lips before your eyes again, "I wanted to do this with you, only you."

He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and then down, you know his resolve is about to break.

"Once, then we never talk about it."

Your eyes lit up, hands already moving to untie the strings of your sweats.

"Woah! Slow the fuck down, I didn't say now!" He groans, instantly averting his eyes and turning away slightly.

"Why not?"

He groans, hands placed on his face, as he turned a deeper shade of red."I have to clean up." He mumbled, voice barely above a whisper.

"What do you mean? Do you have to.... wash it or something?" You tilt your head.

"The fuck! It's washed." He juts, arms crossing again as he tried to convince you about his hygiene, not that you needed it, you knew what a clean freak he was.

"Then what is it, Suki."

"I have to shave." He breaths out, you look at him bewildered. He watches as you finally register his words, stupid grin returning on your face.

"I don't mind it fuzzy, peaches." You scratch your chin, before eyeing him up and down.

Bakugou glares at you, steam flaring his nostrils, before he launches at you, hands coming to grab your waist as gently smacked you with a nearby pillow.

"Okay! Okay, we don't have to do it now." You yielded, hands coming to shield your face. Both of you are breathless, chests heaving as you take in your position, your legs a spread enough to accommodate him between your legs, he is sitting on his heels, palms on your thighs, you twitch slightly, heat rising in your belly.

You moved forward, rising to your elbows, "We don't have to take our pants off, Mr. Dynamight, but-" you sit up, pulling his face towards you, "but, there are others things we can share." You hand glides down, resting on his tits pecs.

He flexes them subconsciously, "you have already seen me shirtless before."

"It's only fair, I take my shirt off then." You squirm a little, pulling your shirt from underneath you, you lift it high enough so that the hem of the shirt is tucked underneath your chin, bare breasts exposed to the cold air of the room and to him.

You watch him visible swallow, his pupils dilating as he takes in the sight of your hardening nipples, "Can I touch you?" His voice, barely above a whisper, hands gripping the carpet beside your waist, you pretend to think for a moment, eyes narrowing at him, "That is, if you want it." He stutters, backing up slightly, ensuring you wouldn't feel uncomfortable despite this being your idea.

You spread your legs wider, before locking them around his waist, "You can touch, Suki." You mutter, dainty fingers coming to scratch the back of his head, pulling him closer.

He balances himself on one hand above you, other hand coming to palm your breast, he holds first, unaware of what to do and quiet honestly enjoying the weight of it in his hand.

You let out a sigh, placing your hand on your other breast, "You can squeeze it, gently," you flex your fingers, the fat bulging between your digits, Bakugou copies it, eyes locked as if he is in a trance.

You move your hand slightly, slowly twisting your nipple, fingers pinching and tugging at your bud, Bakugou follows that too, thick fingers flicking at your nipples, rolling it between his thumb and index finger.

You bite your lips, contemplating, before your blurt out, "You can suckle on it too." Your free hand deviating back to his head, gently nudging his head towards your chest.

His eyes become droopy, breathing heavily, he brings his face closer, slightly chapped lips encircling your nipple. It's experimental first, as he tries to feel what it's like, before he pulls away taking a deep breath and diving back in.

He stays attached to your breast for what feels like eternity, his cheeks smeared with his spit, the same dripping between your boobs. He pulls back, feeling light headed, as he glances down at your figure once more. "That was..." His words drifted away, throat drying as he tried to form a sentence.

"Insightful." You smirked lazily, moist panties sticking to your cunt, "next time I am going to explore your tits." You words make him blush harder, ever present redness of his cheek darkening.

Divider by: @/diviniyae

[haloswrld]

feat. katsuki bakugou x fem! reader. fluff. wc 1k.

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he’s waiting outside by the time you’re set and ready to head home from work, hands deep in the pockets of his jacket and seemingly uncaring of the busy world around him. the evening sun seems to favor him most, doing it’s best to blind him from the entrance of the building even if he does have on his favorite all might cap.

he's noticeable to you the moment you exit, and he doesn’t register an incoming you until you engulf him in a hug he’s quick to reciprocate.

“waiting a whole 25 minutes before i’m out? you’re so my boyfriend.” you say, teasing the propensity he has of never being late.

“you’re out early, ya miss me?” he mumbles, taking his first look at you.

you shake your head. “mm-mm, you don’t let me.”

bakugou leans down for a kiss, pressing his lips to yours and pulling you closer like he can't stand even an inch of distance between the two of you. kissing him is the furthest thing from rough, his fingers always tracing some part of your skin. he pulls back a fraction to then peck the space between your brows. "cause i know you’d hate it, complain n' shit too.”

you roll your eyes, lips still tingling from his warmth as your hand finds his and you tug him from his position to urge him to start walking.

. . .

you end up at his place, tucked into his side with your hands wrapped around his torso as he stirs at what's on the stove.

you're talking his ear off, detailing the drama-filled environment that is your new job. he offers his occasional ruling on who was in the wrong, but it's not long before he claims you're working with a bunch idiots and should they try anything petty like that with you, he'd have to step in.

you laugh softly. "i love you but don't declare war on my entire office." you lean your cheek against his shoulder and hug him from behind. "not yet anyways.”

"nah, everyone down to the final boss lady." he retorts with the same confidence that one blasting hero that you see on tv displays.

“boss lady who? you mean the one who could literally end my entire career with a single email.” you remind him.

he grunts like he’s actually thinking about it but is still undeterred.

“and accounting? they’ve got spreadsheets that could bring you to your knees.”

he tilts his body, balancing himself on one foot and you do the same. “i deal with villains, what’s a couple of numbers?”

you shake your head into him while he switches to the other foot. katsuki’s alway had his way of being overly protective of the people he loves even if it’s in the form of literal death threats.

you squeeze him tighter.

“what is it?” he hums, nothing short of perceptive.

“i’m thinking about how much i like you.”

he turns around so he’s facing you and then leans himself against the counter. there’s a softness in his eyes—one that he let’s only you ever witness. his hand makes it’s way to your lower back, and his fingers trace the skin on the back of your arm.

“that’s old new—.”

“—and how much i like all the things you do for me. all of them, even when i don’t ask or might not even know i need it.”

“i do it cause i want to." his hands are off you now, stubbornly crossed against his chest. "cause you’re important to me.”

you smile.

“and when did that start?”

you can see how that question surprises him a bit by how he looks at you, but he’s quick to understand how you mean it when curious eyes bore into his own.

"probably when you told me you wouldn’t be friends with someone with shitty hair like mine.”

the memory comes to you in a flash— during your 3rd-year of highschool where you met him at a volunteering center the two of you worked at for graduation requirements.

something about his blonde attitude annoyed you and the clash soon came over something stupid. he barked about it and you didn’t know yourself to be less stubborn, so you stood your ground.

at the end of the day you approached him apologizing about the whole thing, brushing it off and telling him how you look forward to working with him so arguing over such things was silly.

your way of doing things was different and he knew picking a bone with you over it wasn’t right, but that hadn’t meant he wanted an apology. he had liked the pout of your mouth to one side when you were unsatisfied or how you weren’t afraid to disagree with any of his ideas.

something about this told him you wouldn’t interact with him in that way he was used to, so he panicked and blurted out the only thing that he thought could make you stay.

“can you..” he’d hesitated, as he realized he’s never said: “do you want to be friends?”

that’s when you’d uttered those words to him, told him in a joking manner you’d never be friends someone with hair like that. granted, nothing was wrong with his hair, it’d over grown a bit but you hadn’t known that; it was just the easiest thing to make fun of in that moment when he’d been standing before you, face focused in anticipation for an answer and his cheeks dusted with a red tint shade of embarrassment.

pointing it out was a diversion, a red herring to conceal how much the blonde had been occupying your mind for weeks.

you'd only laughed and hurried to your waiting friend on the other side of the street.

“i never said it was shitty.” you say, pulling yourself back to the present and heading to the cupboard to grab some bowls. “i was annoyed you had hair that suited you and your personality well, you know?"

he doesn't say he does but instead gives you a disapproving look.

"what?"

"you were bothered my hair matched me?"

"yeah because everything about you already screamed ‘i’m better than everyone’ then your hair had to go and match, you know?"

he doesn't.

"just say you do."

"just say you liked it."

"okay fine, why'd you have to go and cut it the next day?" you fling it at him like it's something you don't take lightly.

the reason he did wasn’t lost on you the next morning when you’d bumped into him, a hand of his nervously raking the back of his neck. but that didn’t mean you didn’t like hearing him say it.

"a haircut was long overdue, the jeanist agency was close by and... you know."

“i don’t.” you shake your head wanting to get him to continue.

"i wanted to be something to you."

“KATSUKI BAKUGOU!!” you let out a loud gasp at his confession, feigning shock like you can’t believe what he’s saying. he blinks, caught off guard but catches on to your teasing quickly.

“oh shut up.” he pushes himself off the counter and moves towards you.

“DID YOU JUST—?” you back up away from him and circle the island, wanting to drag out this situation for as long as you could before he got to you.

“LIKE I DON’T CONFESS MY UNDYING LOVE FOR YOU EVERYDAY!” he points a finger, an all-too-familiar gesture that tells you to stop moving. laughter bubbles out of your throat and you consider surrendering, but scandalizing his words you decide is too much fun.

“no this can’t go unchecked, katsuki what will the neighbors think?”

he turns around the corner only to turn clockwise, and in seconds you're in his arms again before you can speak.

“just stay still...” he murmurs, his voice low as he pulls you in for a deep kiss, lips eclipsing yours with a hunger that steals the breath from your lungs and grounds you in a way that feels both exhilarating and calming. you sink into the warmth of his body enveloping you, every teasing remark forgotten in the firm hold of his hands.

bakugou thinks about all the times in his life he’s had to chase you—how each confession and stubborn sulk had been a step towards having you right here: so close enough to catch.

when he finally pulls back the both of you are breathless, the snug confine of the kitchen walls being the only witness to such ardor.

“i love you.” you blurt, the words tumbling out before you can stop them.

“I love you.” he replies, the depth of his love spoken for with his eyes.

[xmanicmushroomx]

your birthday party || katsuki bakugou

tags: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader, mha, bnha, y/n’s birthday party

cws: cute pre-relationship fluff👼🏼

katsuki bakugou who doesn’t want to admit that he likes you, at first. all of his friends were enamored with you — things like “she’s just the sweetest!” from mina ashido, and “damn, do you see that ass?” from eijirou kirishima — but he couldn’t bring himself to speak his own thoughts out loud.

katsuki bakugou who pretends to be cool and nonchalant when you finally work up the nerve to talk to him individually, but his heart is pounding just as hard as yours.

katsuki bakugou who is nothing short of shocked to find it’s you knocking on his dorm room door, holding out a sparkly invitation to your birthday party the next weekend. [he accepts it with a “yeah i can try to be there”, but definitely mumbled something about the “fucking glitter” after you walked away grinning.]

katsuki bakugou who complains to kirishima when he can’t find anything you might like as a present in the mall, then gets red in the face when kiri asks why he cares so much. [“because it’s a nice thing to do, shitty hair!”]

katsuki bakugou who shows up to your birthday party with no gift in his hands [you don’t care, his presence is enough], but goes out of his way to tell you “happy birthday” discreetly.

katsuki bakugou who almost brings the building down when he finds a guy trying to make a move on you after you’re clearly uninterested and uncomfortable, berating him in front of the whole party. [“she said no, you dumbass idiot! get the fuck out of here before i really explode on you!”]

katsuki bakugou who finds you sniffling on the balcony, apologizing for causing a scene. [“hey, i’m sorry about that back there… i didn’t mean to ruin your party.”]

katsuki bakugou who smirks proudly when you tell him he did not, in fact, ruin the party, and that you were just teary-eyed with relief that the future number-one hero came to your rescue.

katsuki bakugou who pulls a small box from his chest pocket and sets it on the railing beside you. [“i, uh — saw this and thought you might like it. but don’t get any ideas, nerd.”]

katsuki bakugou who bought you the most gorgeous ruby necklace, with a pendant that has your name engraved on it. [you definitely started crying again. “this is the nicest thing anyone’s ever gotten me!”]

katsuki bakugou who gently puts the necklace on you, heart pounding as his fingers brush the nape of your neck, smirking as he pulls away and gets a good look at it. [“it suits you. pretty necklace for a pretty girl.”]

katsuki bakugou who promptly excuses himself, saying it’s past his bedtime and leaving you flabbergasted on the balcony. [he definitely can’t stop smiling and replaying the moment in his head when he closes his dorm room door.]

[shawtylex09]

⋆˙⟡ Katsuki Bakugou x Chubby!Fem!Reader⟡⋆˙

Warnings; body insecurities, swearing.

Masterlist.

Enjoy⊹ ࣪ ˖

🥀

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Katsuki Bakugou. One of- if not the strongest and most talented student in class 1A. He was extremely attractive, really smart, confident, effortlessly good at anything he put his mind to- did i mention he was hot as hell?

So why- WHY was he with you?

You were average looking. No. No no. You were sub-par when it came to looks.

You didn't have a toned and curvy body like the other girls in your class, your metabolism just didn't work that way.

You filled out your uniform in ways the other students in your class never had problems with. Your arms filled out your sleeves with their squishy mass, your stomach straining against your skirt with its pudge.

You weren't japan's standard of beautiful.

All of the japanese models and heroes on TV were skinny, gorgeous, muscular and lean- nothing like your soft and round body.

So why did Katsuki Bakugou agree to go out with you? Why did Bakugou kiss you in front of your classmates, all while shamelessly grabbing the curves of your filled in hips? Why did he chase off anyone who even looked at his girl wrong?

Why?

You didn't know, and it was eating you up inside. You didnt understand why Katsuki's gorgeous vermillion eyes were always focused on you.

That ate you up inside.

You always felt so bad, like you were both literally and metaphorically weighing Katsuki down with your body; feeling like every time the two of you were passed by in public, Katsuki was being judged. You knew he was, you could see the questioning looks that were thrown at him. After all, why was such a gorgeous guy walking around with someone so..beneath him?

These thoughts ate away at your selfesteem, seeing girls who were a lot prettier than you, walk up to your boyfriend and try to chat him up- because they didn't even see you as a threat to their chances with Katsuki..

..It hurt.

Jumping away from your self-pity-session, you sat up in bed, your eyes red and puffy from crying. You ran your fingers through your hair and looked down at your hands, each of your fingers having a slight give with the little bit of pudge on them.

You felt your eyes sting with tears all over again.

Katsuki would be so much better off without you.

You were holding him back.

He deserved so much better.

Guilt and shame ate you up from the inside out, a quiet sob leaving you. You had been mulling over the thought of breaking up with your boyfriend for some time now, and now..? You were sure it was time. There was no sense in holding Katsuki back anymore..he was owed more than you could give him, you told yourself.

You slowly dragged your teary, red eyes over to your nightstand, where your phone was plugged in. Your bottom lip trembled and you let out another pitiful sob as you grabbed your phone, unlocking it with shaky hands and tapping on the messages app, then Katsuki's contact; KitKat💥.

You smiled a little through your gut-wrenching tears, your hands trembling as you recalled his reaction to the contact name;

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"Oi, dumbass, the hell are you doing?" Katsuki asked from his spot on your bed, his thighs parted and taking up as much space as the arrogant teen pleased. You paced around your room with furrowed brows, looking around curiously "I cant find my phone." You replied.

Katsuki sighed and grumbled, rolling his eyes at your habit of losing your phone, wallet, keys- really anything that you were supposed to hang onto. "let me call it." he mumbled, trying to ignore the soft smile that pulled at your lips, and the small flutter in his heart.

After he pressed the call button on your contact, the two of you heard 'your song.' (tears over beers) begin to play from your phone. Katsuki reached down between the wall and your bed, and after a bit of a struggle, pulled out your phone.

You gasped and smiled "Awesome! you found it!” You chirped as you walked over, however, you paused at the sight of Katsuki’s confused expression. “Something wrong, Kat?”

Katsuki gives a funny look to your screen, before holding up your phone, his contact name on full display. “KitKat?” He questioned with a raised brow.

You gasped and flushed a bright red as you eyed your phone “Ah! I’m sorry!” You exclaimed as you covered your face, your words getting muffled mid through your sentence ���I-I’ll change it- I-if you want me to..”

Katsuki looked at the contact name, his heart softening in his chest, the same happening to his expression. He scoffed and declined the call before handing the phone back to you “whatever, you don’t need to change it. It’s just a stupid name.”

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That memory played over in your mind, remembering how your gruff boyfriend brushed it off.

Oh right..

He wouldn’t be your boyfriend for much longer.

Your smile dipped off of your face as you sighed, repeating in your head ‘It’s for the best’ like a mantra.

Shakily, you hovered your thumbs over the keyboard. How were you going to word this?

‘Hey, Bakugou-‘

No no no, too formal.

‘Hi Katsuki, I really needed to-‘

No, not that either. Too basic.

You tried over and over to write out a proper break up message. Your eyes stung with tears, your bottom lip trembled as you sniffled and tried to compose yourself.

You almost jumped out of your skin when a message popped up on your screen.

KitKat💥

What the hell are you doing up this late? 2:08

You froze. The better question was, what was HE doing awake at this hour!? Katsuki almost always went to bed no later than 8:30, so what the hell was he doing awake?

You sent back a quick;

Y/n🤍

Nothing much! I just wanted to tell you that I loved you!! Read 2:09

The three dots popped up, before disappearing, before reappearing, and then a message popped up.

KitKat💥

Rough night? 2:09

Yeah. That was definitely one way to put it.

You covered your mouth with your hand and felt your bottom lip quiver under it. You sent a simple, ‘Yes’, and then the three dots popped up again.

KitKat💥

I’m coming over. 2:10

And that’s exactly how you got here, with you crying in Katsuki’s arms, his hand slowly running over your back, his chin resting on top of your head. “You don’t need to worry about any of those shitty insecurities.” he mumbled quietly, gingerly stroking your hair. He’d listened to you bawl your eyes out about everything that had been weighing on your heart.

Katsuki sighed and closed his eyes. “I don’t want anyone but you..dumbass,” he murmured, his voice soft and- surprisingly gentle. “You’re strong and smart. I wouldn’t waste my time on someone who wasn’t.”

His words made you smile softly. In his own way, Katsuki did care- more than anyone.

“And if anyone has a problem with your sexy body, they can suck it up. You’re beautiful..dumbass..” Katsuki slowly rubbed his hand up and down the curves and swells of your stomach and sides. His eyes were surprisingly tender as he gazed at you.

You looked up at him and smiled, with small tears in your eyes.

“I..I love you so much, Kat” you managed to get out between soft sniffles and little whimpers.

Katsuki laid under the blanket with you, slowly running his hand over your stomach still. “I love you too..don’t ever get that twisted..nerd..”

Katsuki was silently thanking whatever kept him awake. He wouldn’t’ve known what to do with himself if he lost you.

And that, was a fact.

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Izuku x Chubby!Fem!Reader

Hello! I hope you liked this one! I’m not used to writing for Katsuki very often, so I don’t know if I got his personality right. I think I might’ve made him too soft…idk!

[artemizcryztalz]

First Impression's - Meeting Bakugo

Katsuki Bakugo x reader ~ note : I wrote this with the intention of being romantic but it can be read as platonic.

Just thinking of Bakugou finally meeting his match. I have always been a firm believer that when it comes to Katsuki Bakugo's type he is really into bitches. Im tired of reading stories where y/n is the softest sweetest thing. I think that he would be with someone who is on his level of loud and being a hater.

You were introduced to each other by a mutual friend, and you were warned about his bad attitude. Your first interaction with him consisted of him insulting you, as he usually does to everyone. However, Instead of having the average response you reply with "How about you shut the fuck up?" You laugh amused by his behavior, you see it as playful not offensive. This response baffles him, most people don't defend themselves against his comments. This was different, he has finally found his match.

From then on you became close. When he had some snarky comment about someone, you were there to back him up. Whenever he yelled at you, you yelled at him back, but it always ended in laughter. You could keep up with him and not feel threatened by his attitude. You knew that he was all bark and no bite, and he never had bad intentions with anyone.

[mothstvrnz]

Katsuki Bakugo x Wife!Reader

December 23rd:

Katsuki Bakugo x Wife!Reader

Note: Use of (Y/N) + Newly weds

“What if we made our actual house!?”   “Hell no, that's stupid.”

TW: Swearing

WC: 1.2k

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

“(Y/N)! Time to go, we're gonna be late!”

Katsuki calls From downstairs. For some context, you're going to Mina and Ejiro's house to hangout before everyone starts going out on missions again. Tonight was, and will be the only night your whole friend group can take off for a while. You're planning to make Gingerbread houses, watch movies, drink hot cocoa, and exchange presents.

“Coming!”

You call from your bedroom before stepping out and closing the door. By the time you're at the front door, he's in his black Ford F150 Raptor with the engine Running and his playlist Blasting out the open windows.

You roll your eyes with a grin before walking over and getting into the passenger seat with a small huff.

“Need a hand, princess?”

Katsuki says with a shit-eating grin while you send him a half-assed glare.

“No, I'm just fine On my own.”

You counter while buckling in and he begins to back out of the driveway, his arm slung over your seat.

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Upon arrival, you notice you're not the only couple in matching pajamas. Kyoka and Denki are in pajama pants with polar bears and white hoodies. Eijiro and Mina are in Batman Hello-Kitty pants with pink long sleeve shirts. You and Katsuki are in red and black plaid pants with black shirts. 

“Hey y'all!”

You excitedly say while walking towards your bestfriends while Enjiro and Denki start up a conversation with Katsuki.

“So, how're you, Mrs.Bakugo?”

Mina chirps while dragging out your new last name.

“Yeah, how's it feel to finally take the Bakugo name? Feel angry 24/7 yet?”

Jiro chuckles while giving you a hug, Which you happily accept. Mina joins in the hug, which makes you smile.

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“No, you absolutely cannot make our house a pile of rubble. It's a Gingerbread house, not Gingerbread house rubble.”

You say, smacking his hand lightly, earning a small scowl. You playfully roll your eyes as you reach for white frosting, in order to decorate the house before putting it together. . . As one would, right? Apparently that's wrong.

“Nope, I'm doing that. Can't trust you to make it not look like shit. Pick out the candy or somethin’.”

Katsuki said, sliding all the Gingerbread house pieces toward him, and away from you; turns out Kirishima’s ‘genius’ idea to make this a competition wasn't so ‘genius’ after all.

“Denks-!”

Jiro panics as Denki’s elbow misses their house by mere inches. Kirishima and Mina are so concentrated they don't even notice what has happened, causing you to snicker to yourself before going back to the candy selection.

“Kats! What if we made our actual house!?”   

You suggest excitedly as you show him green gumdrops that could work perfectly as the bushes in your front yard.

“Hell no, that's stupid.”

He protests while carefully putting the Gingerbread walls together with white frosting that looks upsettingly neat.

“Whatever. . .”

You groan, picking out some pretzel sticks to use as a path up to the front door. You stick one in your mouth, leaving the salt treat hanging from between your lips. You set down little piles of candy you could use for decorations, and can't help but notice the way Katsuki Eyes your lips.

You raise a brow at him before he grabs your chin and leans in to take his own bite of the pretzel, his lips brushing against your own for a split second. You sit there wide-eyed as he smirks at you with hidden intent. Nobody else noticed what he had done, but you sure as hell don't regret him doing it.

Hoping that blush isn't too visible on your face, you pass him a small bowl with little red ball sprinkles before glancing at his face. His brows are furrowed in concentration while his tongue is peeking out from between his lips.

Noticing how concentrated he is on the larger details, you secretly grab a few green gumdrops, lining the yard with them. Every few seconds, you glance over at him, trying to hold in the goofy smile hiding behind your lips. 

“The hell are you doing? If you want shit lining the house, use those.”

He says while pointing to a bowl of green and red candies that probably taste like diabetes. You bite back a frown at your failed attempt to add secret little details from your own house and try to think of more subtle details. You could casually suggest. Your mailbox would be a good idea, but you would probably need Katsuki to help you, so that’s a no. 

Instead, you think of the arches by your doorstep. Katsuki is absolutely loaded with money and refused to, in his words, get some small, shitty house that doesn't have room for future plans.

You reach for a small unopened box of candy canes striped with vibrant greens and reds, pulling out a few and dumping the rest out into an empty bowl. You hold back a giggle as Eijiro sneakily takes one, unwrapping it and sticking it in his mouth. Rolling your eyes at the action, you place two of the candy canes next to Katsuki, clearly suggesting that he use them. 

He nods lightly and begins to form icicles along the edge of the roof, which you have to admit is quite a smart idea. Noticing black licorice, you can't help but imagine it as a chimney. You show it to Katsuki with a grin.

“Hey! What If we use this as a chimney?”

You suggest with a cheery tone, holding a few of said licorice and he gives you a smirk.

“Hey, so you do have good ideas in there.”

He teases, flicking your forehead. You know he's teasing you, and completely unaware of the glare he's receiving from Mina.

“What!? She's got great ideas in there!”

Mina says with a bit of sass and lightly hits him on the head, her yellow eyes narrowed into the glare only a mother could muster. Scary.

“Get the hell off me, Raccoon eyes! It was a joke, she knows she's smart and I wouldn't have married some damn idiot!”

You bite back a chuckle at the look Katsuki has on his face. He's clearly not mad, and there's hints of adoration and love sparkled into his dangerous red eyes.You smile when he looks over to you without a hint of Annoyance or anger, and  a pinch of wonder of how he landed someone so wonderful.

“Aww, Kats.” 

You say, leaning your head on his shoulder. His face flushes as he hunches back over to continue building the house. So adorable. You grab the licorice, arranging it to make a cute little chimney on top of the house. 

“Ta-da!” 

You nudge Katsuki, gesturing to your little chimney, which sits at an awkward angle. He laughs, a genuine, sweet one, and adjusts it carefully. Now all you two need to add is a door. Easy. 

You grab a piece of gingerbread, carefully outlining a door and breaking it out. Handing it to Katsuki, you grab a bunch of mini candies. He carefully frosts the top of it, and sticks it to the front of the house. You lean in, rimming the little door with the candies. 

“Alright, we’re finished!” 

You say, leaning back and stretching. Katsuki does the same, wrapping one arm around you and pulling you closer. 

“Ya’ know what? We rocked this.”

He said with a small chuckle as he presses A kiss to your head. He pulls out his phone and snaps a photo of your house made from pure hard work.

[romaevelizz]

Thinking about prohero!bakugo as your husband while in a hard labor.

Femblk!reader in mind!! Not proofread, mentions of childbirth.

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An at home water birth she’s been sitting in the tub for 2 hours her contractions getting worse as she held on to the sides of the tub. Nobody has been able to get ahold of her husband. She was terrified that she was about to deliver her first child by herself . She was in so much pain, she couldn’t do it by herself . Not that she was by herself, she had her parents and his with her right now, and het best friend ochaco. They were with her but he wasn’t.

He promised, by not taking time off of work he would be there in a heartbeat as soon as she went into labor with their son.

“I cant do it, mama I cant do it.”She sobbed, her hand holding her mothers as she pushed her curls back.

“I know baby you’re so close, your baby Boys gonna be here soon.” Her mother spoke kissing the side of her head.

She was right but she could tell she was trying to distract her for the fact her husband wasn’t here with her.

It felt as if forever had passed, the sound of the front door opening in a hurry and the sight of her husband. He was beat up a bit sweaty, “I’m sorry, oh baby, I’m sorry.” He spoke taking his heavy gear off real fast, walking over to her quickly.

His hands grabbed her face as she let out another sob, “I didn’t think you were gonna be here..”

His face softened as his brows frowned “I know love, I’m right here I’m sorry it took me so long. I’m so fucking sorry.” He apologized profusely, his lips meeting yours.

She was finally fully dilated, but even after multiple painful pushes she couldn’t. She felt as if all her strength was gone, not to mention she has started bleeding. “I cant do it, suki— I cant.” She cried her hands squeezing his wrist as he held her face.

“Yes you can, common baby, im right here.” He spoke.

He was with her. That’s all that truly mattered, he wouldn’t ever leave her alone. One more that’s all she had in her, so she did.

Her baby wasn’t even crowning yet. The feeling of her body losing strength scared katsuki as her grip on his wrist lessened. “Hey! Hey common baby, you’ve got this.” He spoke picking up her face, her melanin features covered in sweat and tears.

She shook her head weakly. He stood up quickly kicking off his boots, taking his phone and ear piece out of his pockets. He moved quickly to behind her, stepping into the tub submerging himself in the water. His hands grabed her softly her back falling against his chest, the nurse helping position.

Katsuki wrapped his arms around her right above her engorged belly that that held the life they created together. He held her so securely, he could care less of what bodily fluids that were in the water. All he cared about was her. He couldn’t bare the pain she was in it killed him how she called out his name, saying she couldn’t do it. He couldn’t imagine the pain she was in. He did this to her.

“Mr. Bakugo I need you to help her she has to continue to push or your baby could get stuck.” The nurse spoke.

He nodded his hand resting on her sweaty forehead “you got this baby, just a bit more mama.” He whispered. He could feel her nod.

In this moment so many things ran through his mind, how people always doubted his love for her. How could they, he was right there with her always even during school. ‘Do you love her.’ He was asked by the media constantly.

Yes, yes he loved her, with ever atom and cell in his body, and a million times over. She was his Sun, the brightness that he looked forward to, and his Sun was bleeding and screaming in pain and all he could do was hold her. She did nothing buts show him her love and friendship she made him smile more in the past 5 years they’ve been together, than he ever did before that. She was having his baby, he loved her, and he would soon share his heart with another, their son. But now all he could do was hold her.

But to her that was more that enough, his encouraging words. That’s all she needed, “I can see his head! Common one more big push!” The nurse said.

One more.

One more, there he was. There was no crying, and she couldn’t open her eyes but a few firm past on the back there they were, your sons high pitched cry’s. Her and Katsuki let out a heavy sigh of relief hers being more of a sob.

The nurse places the slimey baby on her chest. But it soon want just Her and the baby crying, the shutters of katsukis body she could feel them as he cried into her shoulder.

“You did it. Fuck baby you did it.” He cried softly holding her and the baby.

This was his new world now.

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[neptvnes-melody]

Walk me home

pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x f!reader

summary: After a long day at school, you find yourself walking home with Katsuki, when suddenly it starts pouring, leaving you two with no option but to make a run for it.

word count: 1.8k

warnings: nothing at all, just pure fluff. Katsuki is in looooveee, friends to lovers.

author's note: THIS IS MY FIRST tiME EVER WRITING so please don't flame me if its messy I wrote it in the middle of class, also it's lowkey short.

The sun sank slowly, casting a soft, golden light across the city. The sky was painted with warm tones of peach and lavender, not too bright, not too dim—just enough to feel like the day was ending on a peaceful note. As the colors deepened, there was a quiet stillness in the air, a calm moment as the pink light painted the sky. 

School was finally over after a day that felt like forever. It was hard to deny the fact that after the recent villain attacks, everyone felt a bit unsettled and the school was training your class even harder, which often led to after school training going slightly overtime. As you gathered your things and prepared to leave, you noticed Katsuki lingering by the door of the classroom. You knew that he usually kept to himself, often dismissing anyone who dared to approach him. But lately, something had shifted.

He’d been a little nicer recently, even if he wouldn’t admit it. He started helping you out in training, and finding excuses to talk to you, though still in his usual hot-tempered demeanour, even if just a few words. It was subtle, but it was there: a softness that occasionally crept into his voice when he spoke to you, as if he were testing the waters of a feeling he didn’t quite know how to express.

You gathered the last of your things and started toward the door, sneaking a glance at Katsuki. He looked focused, his brow furrowed, but every so often, his gaze flickered to you.

As you stepped outside, you took a deep breath, enjoying the cool evening air. “It’s nice out today,” you said, trying to break the silence. “I thought it was supposed to rain.”

“Yeah, well, it’s not,” Katsuki replied, a hint of irritation in his tone, but you caught the slight quirk of his lips. “Guess the weather can’t make up its mind. Just like you with training.”

You turned over to him and laughed lightly, playfully nudging him. “Hey! I’m getting better! I think I can keep up with you now.”

He scoffed, “Tch, you think you can keep up? You’re still slower than me, but maybe you’ll get there someday.”

“Someday? How generous of you,” you teased, smirking as you fell into step beside him.

Katsuki rolled his eyes, “Just don’t complain when I leave you in the dust.”

You shared a comfortable silence for a moment, the soft glow of the sunset wrapping around you. As you walked, you glanced over at him, catching the way his jaw tightened slightly, as if he was working through something in his mind.

“Oi, you,” he suddenly called out, breaking the quiet. You turned to him, heart racing a little. “You’re not walking home alone. Let’s go.”

You blinked, caught off guard by his unexpected offer. “Wait, why? You’ve never asked to walk me home before,” you replied, genuine confusion lacing your voice. It was hard to wrap your head around the fact that Katsuki Bakugo, the person who hates when anyone gets even remotely too close to him, is willingly walking home with you.

Katsuki huffed, crossing his arms. “Don’t get any weird ideas. I just don’t want you getting jumped on the way home.”

“Right, because you’re such a knight in shining armor,” you teased, though you couldn’t help the smile creeping onto your face.

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As you both walked home, Katsuki glanced over at you, analysing your features, his expression slightly serious, before speaking up “You really need to stop letting tape arms distract you in training. That guy is annoying as hell.”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “Where’s this suddenly coming from? he’s not that bad, he just likes to have fun.”

“Fun? Is that what you call it? He only acts like that because he likes you,” Katsuki shot back, a hint of bitterness in his tone, sounding almost jealous.

“Pfft, no way! Sero’s just friendly,” you protested, but the blush creeping up your cheeks gave you away.

Katsuki raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Sure, keep telling yourself that.” he retorted as he rolled his eyes.

You were about to respond when the first drops of rain finally began to fall, lightly tapping against the pavement. You glanced up, surprised. “Oh shit! I didn’t bring an umbrella!”

Before you could say anything else, Katsuki suddenly grabbed your hand, his grip was firm yet surprisingly gentle. “Come on.”

You stumbled a bit as he started running, pulling you along. Your heart raced not just from the sprint but also from the unexpected closeness. “Katsuki, wait! You’re going too fast!”

“Just keep up!” he shouted, glancing back at you.

As you reached your house, the rain started coming down harder, soaking you both. He finally slowed to a stop, and you took a moment to catch your breath, looking up at Katsuki, who was doing the same. He glanced down, only to realize you were still holding hands. Katsuki blinked, a shy warmth spreading across his cheeks as his eyes widened. He quickly pulled his hand away, trying to mask his embarrassment. You felt a small pang of disappointment from the loss of contact, but it quickly faded as you looked up at him, noticing how the water clung to his blonde hair and annoyingly clear skin, and how his cheeks were flushed from running. Was he always this good-looking? you thought to yourself, before shaking off the thought and bursting into laughter. 

At first, he looked at you with confusion, but soon his lips twitched into a smile, and he joined in your laughter, the sound echoing in the rain-soaked evening. When the laughter finally died down, Katsuki broke the silence, his expression shifting to an awkward grin.

 “Uh, sorry for dragging you through the rain like that,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

You smiled, trying to ease the tension. “It’s fine! I mean, it’s not like there was anything else we could do.”

“Yeah, I just didn’t want to stand around like an idiot waiting for the rain to stop.”

You giggled at his honesty,He finally made his way down the path, a satisfied smile lingering as he replayed the moment in his mind. “I appreciate it, really.”

Katsuki huffed, trying to play it cool, but there was a hint of vulnerability in his voice. “Tch, you drive me crazy, you know that?”

“What do you mean?” You chuckled, the question slipped out before you could stop it, catching you off guard.

“Just—don’t get it twisted! It’s not like I actually care or anything,” he snapped, but the slight flush on his cheeks betrayed him. 

You stepped a little closer, emboldened by the atmosphere around you. “Really? Because it sure sounds like you’re starting to enjoy spending time with me,” you teased, a playful smile dancing on your lips.

He shot you a glare, but it lacked its usual intensity. “Shut up. You’re just imagining things.”

“Am I?” you countered, tilting your head slightly. “You could just say that you actually kinda enjoy my presence.”

“Pfft, like I’d admit that,” he retorted, crossing his arms defensively. “You’re just a distraction. It’s not like you make training any easier.”

“But you keep helping me,” you pointed out, your voice softening. “If I’m just a distraction, why bother?”

Katsuki's gaze dropped for a moment, frustration simmering just beneath the surface. “I didn’t ask to be your babysitter. It’s not like I want to—”

“Then why do you?” you pressed gently, feeling the weight of his hesitation.

He opened his mouth to retort but faltered, his expression betraying a mix of annoyance and something softer. “Look, it’s just… you make it hard to focus, okay?”

Just then, the rain began to let up, and you both stood there, unsure of what to say next, realizing how close you were actually standing to him, you could almost feel the warmth radiating from him. Katsuki’s gaze held yours, his eyes searching as if he was trying to decipher a puzzle. The silence stretched, and your heart raced, a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty swirling within you. You could sense the tension thickening between you, pulling you closer despite the distance of mere inches.

In that moment, something sparked within you, urging you to take a chance.

Heart pounding, you took a step closer, closing the distance between you. In a sudden burst of courage, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his. The kiss was quick at first, catching both you and Katsuki off guard. He tensed for a brief moment, surprise flashing in his eyes before he melted into it, his lips moving against yours in a needy way, as if he had been longing for this moment his entire life. One of his hands found its way to the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair, holding you gently yet firmly in place. The other hand slipped around your back, pulling you closer as if he was trying to envelop you in his warmth. It was as if the world around you had faded away, leaving only the two of you and the warmth shared between your bodies.

You pulled away slightly, breathless, a smile creeping onto your face as you tried to process what just happened. But before you could fully collect your thoughts, Katsuki leaned in again, pulling you back toward him, drawing you into another kiss, as if he couldn't get enough of you. You both smiled against each other’s lips, illuminated by the soft glow of the streetlights and the warm lights spilling from nearby houses.

Finally, you both pulled away, breathless, the world around you slowly coming back into focus. Katsuki’s eyes roamed over your face, taking in how the soft glow of the streetlight highlighted your features—the way the light danced in your eyes and the slight flush on your cheeks. He couldn’t shake the feeling of disbelief, still processing what had just happened.

You both stood there, lost for words. 

“Y-you should get inside before you catch a cold.”  he finally managed, his voice barely above a whisper. The shock in his expression made you smile.

“Yeah, I guess so,” you said, forcing yourself to take a step back, but you could still feel the lingering warmth between you.

“Goodnight, then,” you said, taking a deep breath to steady yourself.

“Yeah, night,” he replied, pinching your cheeks lightly before shoving his hands into his pockets as he turned to leave.

Just before he turned the corner, you called after him, “Katsuki!”

He paused, looking back at you with those piercing eyes. “eh?”

 “Thanks for walking me home.”

A soft smile broke out across his face. “Yeah, anytime. Now get your ass inside, if you get sick I’m gonna kill you.” Amused by his response, you stepped through the door and gently closed it behind you. 

And with that, he finally made his way down the path, a satisfied smile lingering as he replayed the moment in his mind.

[doumadono]

if your taking requests:

reader x b. katsuki:

Reader is very injured after a fight with a villan gets admitted into the hospital.

A/N: normally, my requests are closed, but I've cracked open the emergency vault just for this one. Why? Well, I've got a soft spot for Bakugo, and this topic piqued my interest. So here's a quick and fluffy blurb

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST

In one of the hospital rooms, the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound, punctuating the heavy silence. You lay in bed, battered and bruised from the fierce battle with the villain. Tubes and machines surrounded you, a stark reminder of your fragile state.

Just then, the door to the room burst open, and Bakugo Katsuki stormed in, his usual fiery demeanor softened by concern. He couldn't hide the worry in his crimson eyes as he approached your bedside.

"Oi, you idiot," he grumbled, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably. "You better not be planning to make this a regular thing, getting yourself beat up like that, dumbass."

You managed a weak smile despite the pain, your voice barely above a whisper. "Sorry, Katsuki. The villain was tough…"

Katsuki huffed, crossing his arms. "Tough or not, you should've called for backup. Don't try to be a hero all by yourself, dumbass."

He pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed, his expression softening a fraction. "You had us all worried, you know. Even Deku was going on and on about how we need to find you before you do anything reckless again. You've broken the already fucking broken nerd, you little shit."

There was a brief pause, and then he awkwardly reached out, gently taking your hand. His palm was warm. Bakugo's gaze would occasionally flicker down to your bandaged body, your injuries far more severe than anyone had initially realized. He couldn't help but feel a gnawing fear in the pit of his stomach, one he refused to vocalize. His grip on your hand tightened involuntarily as he watched you wince in pain. He knew you were trying to be strong, but he could see the exhaustion and pain in Y/E/C eyes, even if you tried to hide it. "You better not be downplaying how bad this is," he finally grumbled, his voice lower than usual.

You met met his gaze. "I'm tough, Katsuki. I'll heal."

He didn't respond, but his hand never left yours. He knew that sometimes, silence conveyed more than words ever could.

You chuckled weakly, wincing at the pain. "I appreciate you coming, Katsuki."

He glanced away for a moment, seemingly flustered, before muttering, "Yeah, yeah well, I didn't have much of a choice. Just… don't do this again, okay, dumbass? I don't want to see you like this ever fucking again."

You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. "I'll try not to, Katsuki."

He nodded, a mix of relief and frustration evident on his face. "Good. Because if you end up in here again, I'm gonna explode something."

A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips. "You're a real softie if you only want to, Katsuki."

He scowled, but there was a glimmer of warmth in his eyes. "Shut up, I'm not, you idiot."

Katsuki's presence, despite his gruff exterior, brought a comforting sense of normalcy to the sterile hospital room.

It was in those moments, when he thought no one was watching, that Bakugo Katsuki showed a side of himself that few got to see— a side that was caring, protective, and undeniably sweet.

[luvscrazy]

The Rehearsal Dinner ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ (Part 1)

Bakugo Katsuki x Fem reader

Summary: Y/N L/N recently got dumped by her long-term ex-boyfriend. Her best friend is having her wedding and she gets an invite to her rehearsal dinner. Unbeknownst to her, she’s assigned the “plus one” role for the evening by the bride. Her friend chooses her ex’s best friend. Y/N and her ex’s best friend Katsuki Bakugo have met before. For the sake of her friend's wedding, she and him pretend they don’t know each other or each other's pasts. Over the course of the dinner, and the soon-to-be wedding they will build a bond and navigate through awkward and intense times. Causing lots of tension, witty banter, and unspoken words between the two. 

Word Count: 630

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It's been a month since he left me. I'm navigating through life alone again. We dated for a year and 6 months, and he left me like it was nothing. I’m still working the same boring job, as an author. It’s not boring to me, but it takes a lot of effort and time, and the income isn’t the best. Out of that luck, I took up an extra job as a waitress in a coffee shop. 

I like the coffee shop. I get discounts and when everyone leaves, I sit at a table, drink my coffee, and write. My ex used to be my muse in writing. I love the romance genre. Experiencing it in real life is even better. I used to put my feelings towards him into the sentiments of my romance books. But now they bring pain. Maybe I should scrap them. All I can write about is my sorrow. 

I love to cry, though. I love sad books, movies, and romance. But it’s different when you're experiencing it. I make my last coffee order and clean up the shop before closing up and heading home. It’s summertime, and the sun is starting to set. The flowers are bright shades of yellows, pinks, and oranges. Bees and other insects come out. 

I hate bees and flies. They just never go away. They’re like feelings you can never let go of. You can try and shoo them away, but they never go away. I walk down the streets and make my way to my one-bedroom apartment. It’s not the prettiest but it's what I can afford. That’s all that matters. 

I checked my mail before I got into my apartment. I unlock the door set down my purse on the table, and heat up a microwaved dinner. While it's heating up I look at the mail I've received. Of course, some bills are in there, and stuff about debt. Same as always but then there's a white envelope with a waxed red heart stamp. It’s addressed to me. 

I open the envelope carefully and open the letter inside. It’s an invitation to my best friend’s rehearsal dinner. A rehearsal dinner? That’s a little too fancy for me. 

I open my phone to send her a text. “Hey Ochako, look I appreciate the letter, and I would love to come but I'm afraid I don’t have the money for fancy clothes or even a car to get there”, I sent the text message. 

She shoots back a message, “Girl don’t even worry about it. I’ll order you a dress to get shipped in time for the dinner, and I'll get you an Uber. I want you to come to Y/N. I haven’t seen you since High School”. 

I sigh at the message, “Okay thanks I'll go. And I've missed you too and I'm so happy you and Izuku are finally tying the knot. Also I don’t have a date because Kirishima broke up a month ago…”. 

Ochako gasps at the message, “I’ve heard. And I'm sorry for that. But it was for the best, and you're a strong girl with or without a man”. 

“Thanks Ochako. I’m doing fine now and I'm moving on so I'm not really upset anymore. Anyways back to the dinner. I’ll be there next week, on Saturday”, I text back. 

“Great, see you then Y/N”, Ochako responds. 

“See ya”, I add back. 

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[everythingspokenfor]

All characters are aged up 18+.MDNI. Part Ⅱ.

It's been 2 weeks, since step 1 of your body exploration project, Bakugou still refuses to call it that, instead insisting it's just horny hormones possessing you both, despite it, all he can think about is you, your pliant body, laying on the floor as he explored your chest.

He couldn't get the image of you out of his head, late night thoughts spent on wondering what you looked like underneath all the clothing, he understood your curiosity now.

"When are you free this week?" He spoke, breaking the silence in your office, you quirk your eyebrow at him, silently asking him for an explanation.

"I am not free till Saturday," You rummage through your drawers, "but I do have 2 days off after that," you pull out a crumbled paper, which had your schedule for the month. "Why though?"

He let's out a deep breath, wondering if he should ask you about the arrangement you both had, on one hand he didn't want to come across as some kind of degenerate looking for nearest and quick fuck and on the other hand, he rubbed his cock raw with your face in his mind.

You watch him closely, his face getting more constipated with each second. "When are we gonna continue that?" He blurts eventually, facing heating up as you continue to stare at him in confusion.

"Continue what?"

He groans, hands coming to rub his temple, he contemplated running away in that moment, at least he knows you still haven't figured out what he is asking for, he takes his chance, "You know, showing each other..." His voice quietens towards the end of his sentence, although you instantly understand what he was asking, you still tilt your head in faux confusion, furrowing your eyebrows to emphasize your non existent dilemma.

"Ugh!" He grunts, "I want to see your cunt!" He almost yelled, instantly cringing and wondering if someone outside the office may have heard him.

You press your lips towards, trying and failing to stifle a laugh, the giggle escapes, "Jeez, Suki, way to be subtle." You tease him a little, enjoying his flustered appearance.

"Don't," he sucks in a deep breath, "don't fucking bring it up."

"I am free tonight." You put him out of his misery, showing him the light at the end of a dark tunnel and eventually your pussy.

His nods his head, not meeting your eyes, "I'll pick you up at 7." Before he brisks out the office.

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It's almost 9 pm when you get done with dinner, something bakugou insisted he cooks for you before you both perform step 2 of body exploration project, it warmed your heart a little, warmed your pussy alot.

Despite all the teasing you put him through while he cooked, you were the one dripping, excited to finally see him.

He snarls, face scrunched up as he examines you sitting criss crossed on him bed, face supported by your hands as you waited for him to strip, "Why the fuck do I strip down while you stay clothed?" He argued, arms crossed.

You scoff, leaning back on your elbows, "If I remember correctly," you cock your head slightly, "I took my shirt off last time, so fairly you should be next," you wave around your hand, gesturing towards him legs, "so pants off, peaches."

He gets your point, but that doesn't really help his situation, he slowly strips off his pants then his underwear, he was hard, had been hard for weeks now, the vivid images of you, making his cock drool with precum.

He watches your reaction, the widening of your eyes, how they locked on his dick making it twitch, the slight parting of your lips, he hopes it's good enough for you, "Done oogling?" He snarls, trying to hide his nervousness, "whore." He spits out, it's harmless, not even an insult you know it too.

"For you, always." You wink at him cheekily, teasing smile painted in your face, as you crawl over to the end of the bed, coming in to take a closer look. "Do you mind sitting down, I kinda wanna see it from all angles."

"Ehh! The fuck do you mean see from all angles." He groans, every second with your eyes on him, pushing him closer to shooting his load, he is scared that he'll end up spraying without touching his cock.

"Wanna observe it Suki," You looked up at him from where you kneeled on the bed, "Can I touch you?" You ask, mouth watering at the sight of him, he sure did clean shave everything, he nods his head in response, too shocked to say anything else, "Words Suki, say it out load." You mean it as consent, he follows it like a command.

"Yes, fucking touch me," he groans when your hands instantly come to hold his waist, swaying slightly as you get close enough, that he feels your breath on his skin.

"It's really pretty, Suki" You examine him, dainty fingers coming to wrap around the base of his cock, he stutters, hips bucking forward unconsciously, you hear him mumble out an apology, his hand pressed up against his mouth, to stop the moans from leaking out.

It however can't stop the leaking of his cock, precum oozes out, it's thick, you could mistake it for come, "Is it always this wet?" You queried, thumbing at his slit, pinching your fingers together, his pre stringing.

"Shut. Up." He whined, before thick cum shoots out if his cock, you are fast enough to not let it get in your eye, but not fast enough to stop it from landing on your lips and lower.

Everything stills for a moment, you stare ahead, at his cock, your hand still wrapped around his base as he continues to twitch. He can't meet your eyes anymore. He thinks it's all over, that you'll realise what a loser he is, what he doesn't expect is for you to lick away at you thumb, fingers moving to collect more cum as you clean away all of it.

You catch is expression, "What?" You pout, "It's part of the exploration," you clean the remaining strings with your t-shirt before pulling it over your head and tossing it to the side.

He stood still, processing what just happened, he dick still twitching as he finally moved to kneel between your legs, hands slowly coming to rest on your thighs.

"Excited to see my pussy, Suki?" You voice is low, mind hazy with his fingers so close to your cunt, you lift your legs, pulling off your short, plain white panties coming into the view something you chose for the night.

"It's so fucking wet." His hand moved to the back of your thighs, lifting them slightly, as he stared at the almost see through spot.

"It's cause of you." Your speech is little slurred, words coming out slow as your brain tried to imagine what he would feel like against your hard little clit.

"I better fix it then."

Oh, how the tables were suddenly turned.

Divider by @/diviniyae

[katsusno1wife]

Meeting you.

probably a lot of spelling mistakes :/

When he met you, he saved your pretty greenhouse from getting ruined. He thought you was the most beautiful woman to exist, your face stayed in his mind relentlessly for a long long time, filling the quiet walks of his late night patrols.

Until a few weeks later, he was placing through usual post that consisted of panties marriage proposals, new products, merchandise etc.

His hands froze when he saw a pretty handmade letter made by you, his heart skipped a beat, “thank you so much for saving my greenhouse, you are very kind Dynamight, you always have free flowers at my shop.” He looked in awe, has anybody ever called him kind?

she didn’t say about looks, about his hero status, “kind”, you think he is kind?

The next day he’s in need for flowers, of course nothing to do with the fact that he hasn’t got you out of his mind.

He entires the shop after his shift, finally experiencing the floral sent he’s been thinking off for weeks now and he lets out a breath he feels like he had stuck in his lungs. A soft voice was mumbling along to whatever song was playing on the radio behind the counter, he builds up the courage to call out a gruff “hello”, immediately he hears a “one second” and you come running out, hair a mess with dirt on your cheek with a shovel in your hand, now Bakugou has models throwing themselves at him regularly, nonetheless, you are truly the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his whole life.

“Oh Dyanamight” you squeal when seeing him, suddenly getting embarrassed about your unruly appearance, “you’ve caught me at a bad time” you say flustered. a pause beats between you as he’s still looking at you in awe. He musters out a “you’re good”, instantly kicking himself at his stupid response.

You smile “so are you here for my thank you gift?”

that smile. that carefree warm smile. He can feel his lips turning up, his body unconsciously reacting to the girl infront of him.

“Yeah”

He’s going to need a lot of flowers before he asks you out.

[takingchences]

𝑼𝑳𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ⋆ . ˚ 𝜗𝜚 ˚ . ⋆

★ 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐆-𝟏𝟑

❛ ─── 𝘐'𝘓𝘓 𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘔 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘊𝘖𝘓𝘋 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘛 𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘓 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙈𝙀 𝘔𝘌𝘓𝘛𝘚 𝘈𝘞𝘈𝘠 ༉‧₊˚⟢ ༘ *

Where the descendant of a legendary quirk longs to rewrite history by becoming a hero. But in order to fulfill her dream, she must first face off against ghosts from her past and a growing attraction for the insufferable Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x OP!fem!oc

Warnings: swearing, mature humor, teasing, flirting, kissing, biting, dark themes, teeth rotting fluff, slowburn, PTSD, toxic family dynamics, action, violence, angst, and sexual themes. Read at your own discretion

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[dance-to-mythoughts-blog]

Pro-hero Katsuki Bakugo x Pro-hero Black fem reader

Happy New Year Everyone! I hope everyone has a wonderful day and they enjoy themselves. I decided since I posted my first work earlier today why not provide a second one.

Synopsis: What happens when you fight fire with fire? You and Katsuki are the epitome of hatred. But when you are tired of his shit, what happens when fire meets fire?

Warnings: Dick in pussy, degrading, slight use of quirk play, nipple play, and swallowing, office sex, hate sex, nutting on ass, use of the word daddy ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

"Goddammit Katsuki! You always have to come and fuck up some shit dude! I told u I fucking had it! Now this bitch got away!" you screamed at the top of your lungs because again, Katsuki decided he wanted to take your shine away and paint you as a damsel in distress. You work for the top hero just like he does and can do the exact same things that he can but better!

"You sure about that brat?! Cause from the looks of it, you were about to get crushed like a fucking pancake until I saved your crying ass. So how about a little less bitching and a little more thanking since I saved you life!"

"You didn't save shit! I fucking had it. Now because you did that stupid shit dude got away. Not only did dude get away but you let that bitch Mirko get him and bring him to justice! MIRKO KATSUKI!!! OF all fucking heroes you let that nigga slip into her hands to bring him to justice."

You HATED THAT BITCH MIRKO. Since you guys were elementary-aged kids' you guys always had this fucking rivalry. Deep down you knew she was always better than you and you hated to admit that. And the fact that you guys had been going at it since yall were fucking kids and today was another mark on her Talley chart you were fucking heated! I mean heated so bad that the center of the earth would be damn cold because you were so fucking pissed of at him. You guys fought all the way back to the damn agency. Everyone knows you and Katsuki and oil and water but when you guys work together with your quirks, you guys are fucking unstoppable, which is why when the number one hero, Hawks added you guys on after graduation you were honored. There was so much paperwork that had to be filled out because you and Katsuki both had injuries and made kind of a big mess. It was late when people started dwindling out of the office when one of your mentors, Hellcat, stopped by your desk.

"Working late again sugar plum? You know it's not good to work all the damn time"

Taking in a deep heavy sigh " I know Auntie. But this work has to be done and I'm trying to take my mind off what happened earlier. I can't believe he did that goofy ass shit and let dude get away."

"You know baby, in watching the fight back again, he was actually right to defend you"

You looked at her surprised because you couldn't believe what she just said. She said that Bakugo had the right to defend you. That's fucking horse shit. "What!? Auntie that's crazy. Mans is self-centered and always wants to take my shine away. He's done it before so why is this time any different?"

"Well, that's part of being a hero. Accepting your flaws. Now I know both of you are fire. I went back to look at the fight and from the outside looking in, he did save you. You were about to take a huge hit that could've possibly killed you but you didn't because he did what he did. Sure, both of you came out bruised and a few buildings destroyed but if he hadn't, we would be planning a funeral right now for you. See you in the AM"

With that she left and really left you wondering why he decided to save your life. To think since you started working here 7 months ago and have been arguing with this man consistently and now he saved your life? Thats crazy. So, you decided to get on YouTube to see what Auntie was talking about. You typed i your hero name and the most recent fight popped up.

Dynamite saves hero name again. In reading the caption and the comments people were clowning you. They were saying how you should have not decided to be a hero but you should have done something else. It hurt. To see the people that you wanted to protect say such nasty cruel things about you hurt. You swallowed your pride and went to Bakugo's office. Upon nearing his office you could faintly hear him typing away on the computer. You knocked on the door.

"What?" Damn. This man is mean and doesn't have any fucking manners to just be saying what to people who want to talk.

"It's Y/N. Can I come in?"

"I don't fucking care". With that being said you opened the door and spoke to him. He mumbled something but you weren't able to hear what it was. He was focused on whatever the fuck he was doing on his fucking computer. Man didn't even look up once. You took the time to really study his features. Man was not ugly. He had a nice jawline, beautiful intense red eyes, and an undercut that you could see with the way he was angling his head. T-shirt that was tight enough to show his muscles, grey sweats that kind of hung low and some nike slides. He must've just taken a shower because he looks so good and looks like he is determined to finish whatever shit that he has going on.

"Thank you"

He looked up and cocked his eyebrow like he was confused.

"For?"

"Saving me. I went back and rewatched the fight with the villain earlier and I see how you came in and saved me. I appreciate it. If you had not done what you did I would completely be dead as fuck. Maybe you could help me train, considering those comments on YouTube about me are fucking nasty"

"What comments?" You went over to his desk to pull up YouTube. You pulled up the video, played it for him and showed him exactly what they were saying about you.

"Dynamite saves H/N. She sucks. He's going to be a fire ass pro hero. Sis is gone be like Daphne on Scooby Doo, the damsel in distress. Dynamite is fine as fuck. H/N is cute but her getting caught a lot makes her kind of dumb. H/N gradated at the top of her class at UA? More like on top of the monkey bars at the park because she's childish. " Hearing him read those comments out loud hurt a lot more when its read out loud than read silently. He could tell you're unconfortable so he decided to help.

"Oi.. you not trash. But you could be better. We jut have to work on your defense. Thats all. But you could stop getting your ass kicked every now and again "

"Well thanks. I still fucking hate you tho. But seriously. I am not a fucking damsel in distress. Sometimes I can take care of myself but what you did today was needed. "

"How are you going to tell me thank you then proceed to be a brat in the fucking process?"

"How are you going to be an asshole while I'm thanking you for saving my life? I bet you liked reading those fucking negative comments about me didn't you?"

He gave me a little smirk "I mean.. in a way they weren't wrong" God you felt so fucking offended. You were trying to thank him for saving your life and he round here playing like he ain't got no fucking common sense.

"Whatever. fuck you nigga" As you started to walk out, he grabbed your wrist. You looked at this man like he lost his fucking marbles. "what the fuck is you doing?! Let my wrist go ass"

"Oi..stop being such a fucking crybaby. You signed up for the wrong profession if you gone let some random motherfuckers make u cry like a baby"

"Are you serious? That shit they said is fucking rude and disrespectful. Not only that nobody likes your punk ass either. They to busy gawking over how big your dick is, if you have one, and how cute you are. They dont like yo bitch ass"

"WOW. Who said I dont have a big dick? If you wanna see it all you have to do is ask princess" he said smugly while he had a smirk on his face that made him look like a fucking god.

The name princess just kinda made you feels some kind of way. It made your cheeks blush red as a rose and your pussy started to get a heartbeat.

" For your information, I think your genitals are smooth like Barbie Ken because you act like a bitch and can't do anything right! Second of all, don't fucking call me princess. Third, fuck you. I'm officially leaving. You can try and find another partner who can put up with yo shit. Nigga im out."

The way he looked at you like you just pissed him off with that comment about barbie Ken.

"What the fuck did u say about my dick brat?"

You scoffed with a smirk "Hoe I said that you act like a bitch and you are so bitch made that you don't have a dick. You don't have anything down there where ya dick should be because you are a bitch. B.I.T.C.H" As you spelled out bitch and pointed to his face and pushed his chest with your pointer finger when you spelled out bitch. And boy oh boy did that piss him off beyond fucking repair. It happened so fucking fast that you didn't even see it coming. He stepped close to you and grabbed your throat and pushed you onto his desk, grabbed your throat to make you look at him and he looked deep into your eyes.

"You are such a fucking brat and I hate it. Like I said crybaby if you cant handle rejection and people talking crazy, then you need to pick a different profession. Stop doing that shit man. Fucking ridiculous. If you wanted to personally see my dick, then you could've just asked but no you have to go be a brat."

The whole time he was yelling at you, you couldn't help but think of all the nasty freak shit you wanted him to do to you. He just manhandled you in his office you're soaking wet like Niagra Falls. He leaned into your ear and said something that shook you to the core.

"Since you wanna know about my dick so bad princess, why don't I give it to you?" he said as he slightly bit the lobe of your ear and also dropped his voice deeper than normal. You don't know what came over you but you turned completely submissive. To let him have whatever he wants with you.

"Fuck. You can do what you want Katsuki. I don't care. you have permission to break me like an egg."

"Good girl" and he picked u up and pushed you onto the table. Spreading your legs so he had enough access to feel your core throbbing and being soaking wet for him. He kissed you passionately. His lips were soft and warm. His kiss was fierce with passion but gentle. He licked the bottom of your lip to gain access to your mouth. The make-out session became heated as he was grouping you and kissing dow your jawline and then moved to your neck.

"You so fucking sexy. You know that?" he whispered to me while he was starting to unbutton my shirt. The way my hero costume is you have to unbutton it from the front. We're working on a new costume anyway. He unbuttoned the top half of my uniform to reveal my bra that had the girls sitting up there like I had surgery.

"Fuck these titties are pretty. When was the last time you had someone suck on em?" he asked as he popped a pretty pierced brown nipple into his mouth. You moaned at the feeling because it had been a minute since you'd had a mans touch. Honestly, you hadn't had any action since you stopped dealing with Denki.

"Fuck.. I-shit.. it's been a minute. God that feels good." He took that as a cue to pop the other nipple in his mouth and kneed your tit like he was making biscuits. It felt so fucking good. Here you are, being submissive to Katsuki Bakugo, AKA, Dynamite because he was making you feel good as fuck and also about to possibly fuck you senseless into the new year.

"You got me all hard and shit. Look" He pulled back so you could see his hard-on through his sweats. And he looked fucking massive. "You did this shit and now you're gonna fix it. Get on your knees princess."

You did as told and got on your knees. He whipped his dick out and it was so impressive that it had you speechless. It was pretty. It was long and thick with a massive vein on the topside of the shaft. Very suckable. You immediately got to fucking work. You used two hands to hone into the dick and suck it like your life depended on it.

"Fuck... Like that princess. Spit on it baby" You spit on it. Made sure to go all the way up to his tip and suck antagonizing slowly. "If you keep that up im coming... Shit." with that he nutted in your mouth. You swallowed all of it like a good girl and decided to keep sucking after he came. You spit his cum back on his dick and slurped some more and made him come again. You didn't even need prepping with how big his dick was.

"Hurry up and fuck me please." you whined. Man oh man was he taking his sweet everlasting time with you. He grabbed you by your throat and provided a super sloppy kiss to you and then started to pull the pants down from your hero suit. Soon as he did, it was a large wet spot. Clearly you were soaked by being manhandled.

" Damn princess. You're soaked and I haven't fucked you yet" You let out a loud whine because you were tired of being teased. He teases you all fucking day for 7 months to be teased again while attempting to get fucked. He didn't even need to prep you because you sucking his dick and picturing his face while he put his hot cum down your throat was amazing. Made your pussy wet like fucking Niagra Falls. He turned you around so you were facing the back of his office with your ass facing him. He gave your ass a nice smack.

"Smack it again" He smacked it again and again. "Babe smack it again with your quirk activated" He looked at you with a mischievous grin. "You sure about that princess. Might be a little much for you to handle."

"Dammit I-" before you could even attempt to complain you heard little pops coming from his palm. Before you knew it, he activated his quirk and smacked your ass. "Fuck...do it again baby" He smacked your ass with his quirk activated a few more times before he stopped and placed a kiss to the red ass cheek. He finally put the tip to your entrance. You started throbbing before he could even do anything.

"look at you. being so fucking needy for me" he finally stuck the tip of the dick in and it felt fucking amazing. "Damn princess. Didn't realize you would be this tight" He bottomed out and started moving hella slow.

"katsuki.. please move" he let out a chuckle. "since you said please. your wish is my command." He started to really fuck you. And I mean fuck you! The man was rearranging guts that you didn't know you fucking had. You were rocking forwards so hard from him thrusting into you that you damn near knocked his computer over.

"Yes... Fuck..Ohh" you damn near screamed because he was fucking you so good. Fucking you better than Denki ever could. "Thats it. Right there."

"right here?" he asked as he sped up his pace and smacked your ass and activated his quirk. "you nasty slut. you like taking this big dick huh?"

you could barely talk and managed to squeak out a "yes daddy" as he fucked you into oblivion.

"this is for calling me a cunt when they first partnered us together." smack to the ass. Every time he smacked your ass he knew you like when he activated his quirk. "This is for talking about my dick" smack. "this is for letting the sled monster go" smack. This next smack was lethal and had you on the brink of coming everywhere. "this is for almost getting yourself killed earlier today and being a brat about it."

"ohh shit, I'm sorry! fff-fuck you feel so damn good baby" you cried out. "its to much baby...I can't" you wailed out. It hurt but it felt so fucking good. He was putting you on cloud 9 and scrambling your eggs to oblivion.

"take it baby" was all he said before he out one leg on the desk and started to really plow into your pussy. "fuck.. Im coming, im coming, im coming!" you cried out.

"Do it. Come all over my fingers princess. Make a mess for me." with that you had the biggest orgasm of your life! "pull out and cum on my ass daddy!" he pulled out and came all over your plumb brown ass cheeks. Best dick of your life! You also didn't fake it. You let him hit and he gave you a fucking orgasm that has you on cloud 9. Both of you breathing heavily you took the opportunity to look at him.

"What?"

"You are so fucking fine but such an ass. I can't believe you got good dick and you just scrambled my eggs like that" you laughed. He laughed too and just smirked. "I fucked the great Dynamite, AKA Katsuki Bakugo."

"well if you like it.. how about we do it more? I'll pick you up this weekend and we can go out so you can get some more. If you act like a brat you wont get shit."

You pondered about it for a second. "What if I want to act like a brat? Will my punishment be you fucking me to the oblivion again?"

"Only one way to find out princess," he smirked at you. "Be ready because when I come get you we going to eat."

"Fine" you planted a small kiss on his lips and sat on the desk while he went back to doing what the fuck he was doing on the computer.

@fantasydaydreamers @dabisqueen This is the second oneshot I wrote. I hope you enjoy. Wanted to tag yall that's all lol

[mysteriesmuse]

Houseboat Holiday! Fish Feeding Frenzy 🍽️🫀🐟

“Alright, I’ll leave you kids to it. Let us know when you find a good fishing spot.” you grinned waving a hand, “ok Uncle Masaru!” “Bye Mr. Bakugou!” ———

“yea, yeah, we’ll find the best damn fishing spot . . .”

You turned to Katsuki clad in a tank-top and khakis. His blonde spiky hair rustling in the breeze. Katsuki’s bulky pro hero frame crouched as he had his nose buried into the map. “Pops is just saying that because he knows it’ll take us forever,” he said, red eyes tracing the lines. In the captains chair Izuku grinned, nudging your leg with his elbow, “But it’ll be fun, right Y/N?” Your own lips turned into a smile as Izuku hastily reached up to tuck a fly-away curl of hair off his forehead and back into his transparent plastic All Might visor. “Of course! As long as we can see where we’re going,” you teased. You tucked another stray curl into his hat with your own hand. And he failed at holding in a snicker at the summery additions to your lovely face, to which you appropriately flicked his shoulder for. The outdoors captains station was set on top of the boat. It held all the same equipment as the one downstairs inside the ship. The outdoors station was a nice way to enjoy the nicer weather out at sea. The sparkling sea and just the right amount of sun on your face. This station was set underneath a little shaded fabric roofing.

That didn’t stop Katsuki from forcibly smearing a line of sunscreen across the top of your cheeks and nose. I mean Izuku didn’t even receive any and Katsuki himself only had the touristy line across his nose! Not that anybody would see it within the next hour because he was gonna have his nose buried the entire time as he directed Izuku to what looked like the best fishing spot.

Of course that would always be stopped by your vetoing. You were always mandated to fishing-spot duty because of your quirk . . . and the boys always insisted on joining you. It was obviously a man thing.

——— “Ok. If you move 13 degrees northwest then she’ll be heading straight towards this - “ Kats paused waving a hand around in the air, “it’s some giant seasonal breeding for a bunch a’ fish.” “Aye aye captain.” He saluted. Looking across the dashboard flipping knobs and calibrating the compass. You leaned against the railing staring out at the great big blue that surrounded you, giving a side-eye back, “Isn’t he technically captain right now?” Izuku stammered up, “well I’m still following orders.” “hmm, guess that true,” you hummed, pushing off the railing and scooted over next to Katsuki, “show me where we’re going.” Mr. Grouchy Pants humbly obliged. Well that was certainly new. He leaned in and moved his arms down so you could see it, “We’re heading here now. Should be a lot of fish according to the thick-ass fishing tome in the drawer.” he jutted his thumb over toward the drawers by the captains chair. Izuku perked up to look at y’all hovering over the map, “Kacchan, Are you making a jab at those printed copies of mission statement papers that we had to pack?” “Course I am. Couldn’t get it done before the trip so -“

“- so we had to bring them along. It’s really loooong paperwork,” Izuku made eye contact with you, “luckily we have two missions that we did together in the car and we just copied each other.” “Fascinating, tell. . .” thump-thump. Th. Thuuump. thu. Ump. thump. thump. thump-thump thump.

too many stuttering heartbeats. they all clamored for your attention. all sounding like a stuttering snare. there must be a freaking feeding frenzy happening right under your feet. Right now. “Can I just - oh. my. god.” You yelped, causing Katsuki to flinch right next to you. Kacchan and Izuku both looked at each other with knowing look you missed as you scrambled. You had your hands clamped over your ears. Izuku lifted an arm out of the way for you to jump into his lap. hands still clamped, you shuttered, “swing left, there’s a big feeding frenzy happening right under us.” You sat in his lap. Clenching your eyes shut as you tried not to focus on the murderous assault on your ears. You could feel Izuku hurriedly put his other hand back on the steering wheel and hear how he started flipping all the switches to turn the boat around. You kept your eyes closed and your ear covered. Your senses flooded with bickering atop of . . . everything else . . . well needless to say death amplified was a horrible sound. Katsuki immediately argued, “but we have to go in that direction.” “Grr! Kacchan, lay off.” you flinched, it was uncommon for him to stand up to your friend.

you glimpsed up as Izuku peered down at you with those kind emerald eyes, “are you sure Y/N?” You stared up at them. Katsuki with his arms crossed staring down at you from over Izuku’s shoulder. A blank face. Then in front of you was Izuku. Caring eyes and a slight frown on the corner of his lip. Curly hair dancing behind that goofy fanboy visor that shadowed his face full of freckles in red, blue, and yellow light. there was a reason they called him the next All Might.

. . . But that hat may be a tad much.

——

“yeah I’m sure,” you flinched.

Katsuki raised his eyebrows and puffed a hot stream of air out of his nose that reached the top of your head.

You sighed, “there’s not gonna be any fish left. The sharks or whatever are moving in that direction already.” He huffed again, “alright then. go around for now. Y’er always right.”

——— you sighed, Izuku’s arms circling around you as he finished redirecting the ship. “this is my least favorite part . . .” you mumbled. “me too,” he said, the breeze changed. “I know it must sound terrible.” You peered around to see katsuki burying himself into the map again. You simply nodded and laid your head against his shoulder. and a warm hand came to gently rub up and down you arm. Goosebumps prickled under his hot and calloused touch. Izuku rested his chin on the top of your head, “listen all you want.” A invitation to stay there and focus on the familiar heartbeat underneath your head.

“Want me to talk?” “Go for it! Nerd’s a good rambler.” You rolled your eyes feeling a giant fall against your side as Izuku sighed from Kacchans typical, but not so helpful response. “yes please, what are those big tomes about?” You listened to the rush of air, “well we need to record our missions for dexterity and last week was a nightmare. Some crazy villain-“

“What do ya mean ‘villain’ it was a whole damn drug organization, Deku!” “ok so well it started off as one guy and he led us to the rest of the organization. But we didn’t know it at the time. Happy?” “Ya’ go back to your story. And don’t leave out the good parts.” “Ok, so we come across this one guy. He’s been milling around the mall parking lot for days. There’s this huge van and everything . . . We’ve been watching him for months now . . . has a, um, how do I explain it?” “just say previous record.” “Yea he has a previous record at the local police department. And -“

“Ahem - Deku?” “Right! So y/n what happened before that is actually really important to make the story work . . . “ ——— An oceans breeze tickled your face, a friends hand sanding down your army of goosebumps, a salty tint to the air, a new story told in the most typical “Wonder Duo” fashion. Yourself cozied up on a friends lap, funny colors shading your freckled arm that was still being loving stroked. The funny weight of Deku talking on top of your head. A full cocooning of sound, heartbeat and voice surrounding your preciously sensitive head. The frenzy of stuttering heartbeats fading in the distance as you sailed away.