#katsuki bakugo fic

[doumadono]

Warnings: threesome, fem!reader, m/m/f, oral (m & f receiving), fingering, rimming, anal, orgasm denial, dom/sub, names calling, poly relationship, unprotected p in a & p in v

Synopsis: Bakugo's birthday is a special day, and you with Kirishima plan a steamy morning for your boyfriend

A/N: the prompt is: threesome for Bakugo's birthday ft. Kirishima I decided to post this one a bit earlier. Happy birthday, my sweet little gremlin!

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST BAKUGO'S BIRTHDAY EVENT 2024

Despite being pro heroes, Bakugo and Kirishima shared their flat with you, a sidekick working for their hero agency.

You weren't quite sure how it began, but eventually, you found yourself in a relationship with not just one, but both of your bosses.

And you didn't mind in the slightest. Both of them were such distinct personalities, and you felt privileged to know both sides of them.

Kirishima, known for his gentle nature, was not only as endearing and sweet as a puppy in public but also had a darker side that yearned to dominate those around him in his private life.

Bakugo, on the other hand, was the most snarky, driven, and grumpy man you'd ever met. Yet, behind the doors of your luxury apartment, he was quieter than his public persona, often letting Kirishima take the lead in decision-making.

Today, however, wasn't just any ordinary date on the calendar. It was April 20th - Bakugo's birthday.

Of course, Dynamight wasn't one for celebrations. He saw them as mundane and completely unnecessary ways to mark getting one year closer to the inevitable end, as he often referred to birthdays.

After all, it was Bakugo's birthday, and with a little help from you, Kirishima had planned a surprise that would leave Dynamight speechless.

As the first rays of the sun peeked through the curtains, Bakugo was rudely awakened by a firm hand gripping his already hard cock. He was having a vivid, wet dream about you and Eijiro when he was jolted awake by the rubbing sensation, growling in frustration. Katsuki groaned, his crimson eyes fluttering open to see Kirishima's smirking face. 

"Happy birthday, Kats," red-haired purred, his hand moving up and down Bakugo's shaft. "Were you having naughty dreams again? I bet you were, considering you were grinding your dick against my ass in your sleep," Eijiro chuckled softly, lying on his side and watching Katsuki.

Bakugo grunted, his hips bucking up into Kirishima's hand. "Shut up, Eijiro," he growled, his voice husky with sleep and slowly accumulating desire.

Kirishima leaned down, capturing Bakugo's lips in a searing kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths with a familiarity that only came from years of being lovers. 

Bakugo's hands found their way into Kirishima's fiery locks, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss.

Breaking the kiss, Kirishima trailed wet, open-mouthed kisses down Bakugo's neck, nibbling and sucking on the tender skin, leaving marks that would last for days. 

Bakugo groaned, his head falling back as Kirishima's sharp teeth scraped against his collarbone. Kirishima's hand never stopped moving, pumping Bakugo's cock with a steady rhythm that had Bakugo writhing beneath him.

Moving lower, Kirishima licked and sucked on Bakugo's pierced nipples, causing Bakugo to hiss and arch his back slightly. Bakugo's hands moved from Kirishima's hair to his shoulders, his nails digging into the firm muscles as he tried to regain some control.

But Kirishima was having none of it. He pushed Bakugo's hands away, pinning them above his head as he continued his assault on Dynamight's body. 

Bakugo struggled, trying to free his hands, but Kirishima proved to be stronger, at least this time. "Eijiro," Bakugo growled, his eyes flashing with an anger that was quickly replaced by arousal.

Kirishima just smirked, releasing Bakugo's hands and moving lower. He licked a trail down Bakugo's stomach, his tongue dipping into the navel before moving lower still, along Katsuki’s blond happy trail. Bakugo's cock twitched in anticipation, and Kirishima blew a cool breath over the head, causing Bakugo to groan and buck his hips.

“Fuck,” the blond-haired man grunted deeply.

The birthday boy wasn't aware that you were seated in his armchair on the opposite side of the room, watching the scene unfold with anticipation.

You couldn't deny it, watching boys together was a massive turn-on. Especially when Kirishima took charge — he was always slow and passionate, unlike Katsuki, who went straight for the main event at the first opportunity.

Without warning, Eijiro took Katsuki's cock into his mouth, sucking hard. 

Bakugo's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he let out a guttural moan, his hands fisting the sheets as Kirishima's head bobbed up and down. Kirishima's tongue swirled around the head, lapping up the precum that was already leaking out.

Bakugo, who was usually so brash and aggressive, seemed almost vulnerable at this moment. 

Kirishima bobbed his head up and down, his mouth working Bakugo's cock expertly, his tongue swirling around the tip, making Bakugo moan louder. Kirishima cast glances at Bakugo's flushed face from beneath his long, dark lashes. 

Why did guys always have such great lashes? You pouted to yourself, pondering the unfairness of it all while fondling your breasts.

"Oh, fuck, Kirishima… Yes, just like that," Bakugo moaned, his hips thrusting forward, his cock hitting the back of Kirishima's throat. 

Eijiro gagged slightly but didn't stop, his hands now working Bakugo's balls.

Katsuki’s cock was hard as steel, his tip aggressively red, his entire shaft throbbing with desire.

Just when Bakugo thought he couldn't take it anymore, Kirishima stopped, releasing Bakugo's cock with a pop. "Not yet, handsome," Eijiro mused, trailing his tongue slowly up Dynamight's body. "You need to earn your orgasm," the red-haired cooed.

A frown creased Bakugo's forehead; the blond panted, attempting to thrust his hips to create friction against Eijiro's abdomen, but it was futile. "You're a fucking tease," Katsuki growled, then pulled Eijiro into a heated kiss, wrapping one arm around his neck.

Red Riot pulled back from the kiss after a moment, giving Katsuki's temple a peck. "We've got a spectator," he whispered in a seductive tone, turning to you with a wink.

Bakugo shifted his gaze, and you could swear his cheeks deepened in colour upon seeing you there, dressed only in your lacy, white underwear, watching them with a slight bite to your lower lip. "Hey, Katsy," you greeted him softly.

It wasn't the first time you'd been intimate with either of them, though. The arrangement was straightforward — you could be with each other whenever the mood struck, but it stayed behind closed doors - the boys didn't want the world to know they were in a poly relationship. The media would catch wind of it in no time, and it could actually harm their reputations. And you'd always respected that boundary. You found yourself leaning more towards Kirishima, appreciating the gentler nature of your sex with him compared to Bakugo's roughness. But you’d never been with both of them at the same time.

You rose from your spot with a sway in your hips, making your way to the bed. With a flick of your fingers, you unclasped your bra, letting it drop to the floor with a soft thud. Like a predator stalking its prey, you crept onto the bed towards the boys, planting a kiss on Kirishima's lips before turning to Bakugo. "Happy birthday, Dynamight," you whispered in his ear, teasingly licking his earlobe. You turned to him a second later, your eyes meeting his crimson ones, and you saw the pure hunger in them. You leaned in, your lips brushing his slightly chapped ones, a soft, slow kiss that promised a day filled with passion and pleasure. 

Katsuki’s hand reached up, cupping your cheek, deepening the kiss, his tongue exploring yours.

Your hands roamed his body, feeling the hard planes of his muscles beneath the pads of your fingers, your digits tracing the lines of his abs. You felt his cock stir against your palm, hardening even more with each passing second. You broke the kiss, your lips trailing down his neck, licking and nibbling, eliciting a low groan from him. You lazily stroked his shaft, gently sucking on the pulse point on the side of his neck, ensuring to leave a hickey behind, a sign of your fondness for one and only Bakugo Katsuki.

"You two idiots are spoiling me rotten today," Bakugo growled, rolling his head back on his pillow. “Goddamn, this feels so fucking good. Happy birthday to me, I guess," he growled, his voice low and husky. 

You felt his calloused fingers traced a path down your spine, sending shivers down your body as you started jerking him faster.

With one swift motion, he rolled on top of you, effortlessly pinning you down on the mattress and peppering your chest with kisses and nips. He then got off you, kneeling beside your head and stroking his own cock. "Be a good girl and open that pretty mouth for me," he commanded.

You complied without hesitation, welcoming the mushroom head of his cock onto your flexed  tongue seconds later.

Meanwhile, Kirishima took off his sweatpants, watching the two of you while lazily stroking himself. "Shit, you guys are so hot," the red-haired whispered, giving his own palm a lick before returning to stroke his dick.

Bakugo was surprisingly gentle with you this time, slowly moving his hips as he kissed you deeply. Of course, he couldn't resist fondling your breasts and slipping his rough hand between your thighs, rubbing your folds through the lace of your panties. “Someone’s wet, tsk!” he commanded with a grin that curled the corners of his lips upwards.

You used your hand to slide his foreskin a few times after pulling his cock out of your mouth to spit on its head. All the while, you glanced up at him, admiring the slight frown creasing his forehead as he hissed, watching you work. With your free hand, you gently cupped and fondled his ball sack between your fingers.

“Shit,” Bakugo rolled his head back a little. "This little minx is going to be the death of me one day."

Kirishima couldn't hold back any longer and knelt beside you as well, leaning in to playfully suck on Katsuki's nipples, toying with his barbells. "Kats, love," Kirishima whispered after sharing a passionate kiss with his boyfriend. "I want to... I need to fuck you, please," his voice was nothing but a plea.

Bakugo grabbed a fistful of your hair, gently pulling your head back, earning himself a sad pout from you. He glanced at Kirishima, giving the red-haired's cock a few quick strokes after spitting on its tip. "Go ahead."

Kirishima moved to kneel behind Bakugo, admiring his boyfriend’s tight ass. He licked his lips in anticipation, knowing that he was about to give Bakugo the best morning of his life. His strong hands spread Bakugo’s cheeks apart. He leaned in and licked Katsuki's hole, his tongue swirling around it, making it wet and ready for his fingers. He flicked his tongue against the puckered hole several times, humming. Then, Eijiro reached for the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube, squirting some onto his fingers.  

Bakugo moaned as Kirishima inserted one finger, then two, into his ass, moving them in and out in a slow and steady rhythm. “Suck my cock,” he growled, lightly tapping your cheek to grab your attention as you were completely engrossed in listening to his pants while Kirishima fucked his ass.

As the obedient girl you were, you ran the tip of your tongue along your lips to moist them and took his throbbing cock into your mouth again, gently bobbing your head back and forth as Bakugo resumed rubbing your pussy.

He pushed your panties aside, revealing your glistening pussy, juices already escaping due to your intense arousal you were experiencing. “Tsk, you naughty brat,” Bakugo growled as he pushed two of his fingers inside you, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit, eliciting a loud moan from you; your sounds were muffled by his throbbing member fucking your mouth.

Kirishima could tell that Katsuki was ready, so he lubed up his cock and lined himself with his boyfriend’s ass, gently poking the tight hole as he slowly entered Bakugo's ass. 

Bakugo's breath caught as he felt the fullness of Kirishima's cock inside him, stretching him to the limit. “Fuck.”

Kirishima's movements were slow and deliberate, allowing Bakugo to adjust to the sensation.

Soon, Bakugo's moans grew louder, and he pushed back against Kirishima, urging him to move faster. 

Kirishima obliged, his hips snapping forward as he thrust into Bakugo over and over again. “You’re so tight for me, handsome,” the red-haired praised.

Bakugo's hands gripped your hair tightly as he kept on fucking your mouth, his knuckles white as he felt the tight knot building inside of his tummy. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” the blond warned in a husky voice.

Kirishima's hand reached around, finding Katsuki’s cock and stroking it in time with his thrusts. Eijiro's thrusts grew more urgent, his own moans mingling with Bakugo's. "No, no, no, handsome. You'll cum when I say so. This time, you're not in charge here," Kirishima growled, nibbling at the back of Katsuki's neck, increasing his pace. Red Riot gripped Dynamight's hips tighter, pounding into him relentlessly, their bodies slick with sweat. 

Bakugo's moans grew louder, his body tensing as he neared his climax. With a final thrust, Kirishima nearly sent Bakugo over the edge, his cock throbbing inside of Katsuki as he spilled his seed in his boyfriend’s asshole, slowly pulling out, watching his semen trickle out and pooling on the sheets between Bakugo’s legs. “Holy shit, Kats, I love you so much,” Eijiro grabbed Katsuki’s chin and turned his head around to kiss him passionately. 

Bakugo's cock throbbed intensely in your mouth, and just when you thought he was about to release, he pulled away, muttering something about fucking you hard. You couldn't quite catch his words though; your mind was still foggy from watching the boys getting laid.

Moments later, all you felt was a rough tug at your ankle, causing you to slide towards the center of the bed. Bakugo leaned forward, planting kisses along the valley between your breasts and trailing his warm, wet tongue down your body. With his canines, he caught the edge of your panties and pulled them down your legs. Then, he nuzzled his nose against your moist mound, inhaling the strong, multifaceted scent of your arousal. Bakugo didn't hold back of course, eagerly licking your slit and lightly nibbling your clit, savoring the taste of your wetness on his tongue. “Fuck, you’re so delicious, little cunt,” he murmured, blowing cold air on your slick entrance which made you shudder in pleasure. He sucked your pussy lips into his mouth and let them go after a moment with a loud, wet sound.

Soon, you felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down against your entrance, all hot and hard.

He positioned himself at your entrance and pushed inside roughly, making you cry out in pleasure and pain. He was monstrous, filling you up completely.

Kirishima lay beside you, slowly tracing his tongue along your collarbones before moving down your chest, flicking his tongue around your perky nipples.

Bakugo’s cock was slamming into your pussy  with a force that made you see stars.

“That’s it, slut, that’s it,” Katsuki growled, a bead of sweat forming on his temple as he kept on fucking you hard enough to make the bed creak to the rhythm of his thrusts. He was  relentless, fucking you with a ferocity that literally took your breath away.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with your moans and gasps. Bakugo's thrusts became erratic, his grip on your hips tightening as he chased his release. He reached out to rub your clit, his fingers roughly circling it as he continued to pound into you, slapping your slit from time to time. “Who’s been such a naughty, needy slut?” He hissed through clenched teeth.

"I was, I was!" you whined, threading one hand into Kirishima's hair as he teased your nipples, while the other gripped Bakugo's forearm as if trying to anchor yourself.

Dynamight’s tip grazed all the right spots inside you, and you rolled your hips, craving more friction while moaning his name.

Suddenly, Bakugo gripped your hips tightly, lifting them off the mattress effortlessly. This forced you to arch your back as he thrust into you from a new angle, reaching deeper than before, penetrating the deepest parts of your sweet pussy. He turned his gaze towards Kirishima, pleading evident in his crimson eyes, silently begging for permission to finally reach his climax.

With a merciful nod, Eijiro spoke up, "You've been such a good, patient boy. You can cum now, handsome."

With a final, particularly hard thrust, Bakugo came, his cock spurting cum inside you, his orgasm ripping through him, causing him to cry out in ecstasy. “Ooooooughhh, God! Fuuuuck!”

Your orgasm followed shortly after, and your pussy clenched around his dick rhythmically, your juices coating his shaft entirely as you screamed his name, repeating it like a mantra.

You both collapsed onto the bed, your bodies slick with sweat and cum.

"Happy birthday, Katsuki," you whispered, your voice hoarse from screaming as you reached your hand out to stroke his slightly unshaven cheek.

"Happy birthday, my love," Kirishima accompanied, pressing a kiss to Katsuki’s forehead.

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[sweetfushi]

fluff | katsuki bakugo x reader.

going to a photobooth with katsuki bakugo and rushing him to sit down so you can try out every filter available while he groans and lets you squish the side of your face against his. after selecting a filter that applies cat ears and whiskers, you press the button on the screen to indicate that you’re ready for your photos to be taken.

in a few of the photos, you have to contain your giggles at the sheer confusion and conflict painting katuski’s face. it gets to a point where you have to press your lips together while he pinches your thigh. “stop that,” he tells you through gritted teeth, only for you to hum playfully and kick his leg.

the last few photos taken of you include you cheesing - with the cat filter on you only - while katsuki’s back is to the camera as he squishes your face with his hands, causing your lips to pucker. his brow raises at your continued giggles. “you’re damn annoying,” he mumbles before pecking your lips. “y’re lucky you’re so damn cute too.”

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[satorusdiary]

reader biting bakugo’s muscles? 🥹

I LIKE THIS, esp cs he got some big muscles.

Boyfriend! Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

Imagine this. Normally on a Thursday night you would be waiting on the couch for your boyfriend Katsuki to come home after his patrol.

As of right now, things were different. At 11:34 pm on a Thursday night, you’re laying on your boyfriend’s muscular chest whilst watching a random spider man movie. Your cheek was smushed against his chest. His arms were around your head, and around your waist, you were sure your eyes were drooping.

The yawn you let out caught the older man’s attention, looking away from the large tv to look down at you. A small grin appeared on his face, which turned into bored expression aswell as a tsk coming out of his lips.

“you wanted to watch this stupid movie, now your sleeping on it? C’mon baby, you can do better than that.” He coo’s, kissing your temple.

You scoffed in response, rubbing your eyes. Yet the heat building up in your chest continued to rise, as well as the beats in your heart.

“shut up, ‘m jus more tired than usual, kats.” The sentence that was let out was more of a mumble than an actual straight up response. That’s how your boyfriend knew you were tired.

Your boyfriend snorted in response. “You better stay the fuck awake.. ‘already so long into the movie.” He paused, taking in the scene in-front of him.

“oh.. the girlfriend is falling.” A gruesome expression appears on his face as he watches her fall.

Usually you’d be awake for this type of stuff, but your eyes were struggling to stay open.

With the little amount of strength you had left in you, your e/c orbs darted to Katsukis meaty arms. You hadn’t noticed how toned it was, considering that he was only in a wife beater.

Though you could barely move, the only movement you made was moving your head from off his chest, to his arm. Taking a chomp out of the area that you felt was the most appropriate.

Chomp!

Katsuki didn’t flinch, instead he paused the movie and looked down at you who was biting the fuck out of his bicep.

“You little shit— did you just fuckin bite me??” Katsuki grumbles, lightly shaking you off so you would stop biting him.

A bite mark was left on his bicep, it didn’t hurt. Obviously it didn’t hurt, or caused any problems to your boyfriend. But he was concerned on how why you did it.

You grinned in response, rubbing on the bite mark before kissing it.

“Sorry suki, y’ur arms are just s’ unresistible.” You moaned in sastisfsction, head snuggling deeper into his chest.

He rolled his eyes, propping two fingers on your chin to force you to look at him.

“You’re stupid, dunno how I ended up with you.” Katsuki grumbled, placing a few kisses on your eager, pretty lips.

“You love me” you smiled, kissing his red cheek.

“you know i do, sweets.”

As he thought everything was over, you placed one last kiss to his cheek. Before biting the soft, chubby part.

Katsukis eyes widened, eyebrows scrunching in annoyance.

“You’re going to be the fuckin death of me, ‘little brat..” He uttered, repeatedly whilst you giggle the night away.

Even if he was grumpy, his arms always found a way to hug you tighter. The whole night was spend giggling, having fun, biting, all of the above. The movie was long forgotten.

Even if you kept biting him, all he wanted was a soothing kiss on the bite. That’s because he loves you.

Even if you’re a pain in the ass.

[wh1sp3rr]

giving katsuki a massage! + [1.6k wc]

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he’s sat by his oaky desk, shiny finish decked high with towers of books. his back congruent with the soft cushioning of his chair. black-rimmed glasses tipping of his nose as his laptop’s screen burns into his pupils. twenty or so tabs open, completely organised in his eyes, and the click clackity click of his keyboard. a hum that’s been prolonged for hours.

you get up from your comfortable place in his bed, leaving the snuggly warmth your body had adjusted itself to and move behind katsuki, peering over his shoulder to see what exactly he was working on.

he’d told you it was the latest assignment aizawa had set out and, against your better judgement, rather than set out to finish it promptly like a good student, you procrastinated and wandered into your boyfriend’s dormitory 'by accident’ so you say and found yourself already eased by his presence.

though you did have to beg him to let you in.

“you’re gonna distract me.” is what he said, his reading glasses already on and arms crossed.

but you argued and pleaded with him, “no, katsuki, i won’t! please, just let me stay. i’ll be on my phone the whole time, you won’t even know i’m there.”

but he wanted to know you were there he thought. he stared at you for a minute. pondered on whether or not this was a good idea. and he knew it wasn’t. he knew that.

but then you brought your hand up to his, pinkie finger stuck out and said in that cutesy voice of yours, ‘promise.’

he glanced at it, eyes meeting yours then your little finger again and his tough facade cracked with a sigh, not long before he locked his pinkie with your own then smoothly brought your hand closer and laced his fingers with yours, squeezing firmly and affirming a soft, “promise.” the word having a light airy feel on your knuckles as he brought his lips to your hand.

so now, two hours later, katsuki still very much locked in on the task at hand you decided enough was enough.

your careful eyes watch the words he types. aloud, you read the passage he’s just completed, “and thus agrarian economies shifted to industrial productions ultimately redefining labor dynamics within an early britain still used to traditional artisan roles.” you look down at him, still as ever, almost as if waiting for your verdict.

“feels like a good place to call it, kats. the end?”

he shakes his head, answers without looking back at you and continues typing, slightly adjusting the wording so it sounds smoother. “nah. still needs another paragraph.”

“katsuki, your paragraphs are like 50 lines long!” you complain, slight whine in your tone. he didn’t like when you did that.

“well that’s what a paragraph is.” he moves his head to the side so you can hear him better.

“no, it’s not!”

he deletes a few words and types again, reworking the sentence.

“and so, agrarian economies moved to industrial production, redefining labor dynamics in early britain still familiar with traditional artisan roles.” he mutters, rereading it to himself to test it’s fluency, see if it sounds the way he wants it to.

“baby, you need a break.” your words are laced with genuine concern. “look at how tense your shoulders are.” you bring your hands to them and immediately he relaxes, your touch alleviating him.

you take this as an opportunity to run your fingers through his hair, deep pulls of tufts from the roots at his scalp to the very tips. he leans into your touch, groans quietly as you knead and massage his head, something very much needed, but then he remembers he’s still got this paper due and forcibly shocks himself up.

“promised me you weren’t gonna be a distraction.” he says firmly, hands gently pulling your own away from his hair.

“did i?” you playfully remark, squint your eyes a bit. you bend your knees and bring yourself to his level, paw at his hair once more and rake it behind his ear. his side profile was so handsome, jaw sharp and clenched.

“why don’t you take five and chill with me for a bit? maybe i can give you a massage, okay?” you kiss below his ear and watch his jaw loosen slightly. not as tight nor as tense.

“i’m gonna need more than five. especially if you’re gonna give me a massage,” he finally breaks, giving you that eye contact that made the butterflies in your tummy flutter at long last.

you giggle, “exactly!”

you sweeten your tone, drawl your vowels, “come on, please?”

he knows what you’re doing and it’s working. he smiles in a ‘you’ve got me, hands up’ sort of way and (falsely) begrudgingly turns his chair to face you with said smile.

you pull him up easily and he lets you drag him to his bed. happily flop down on it.

his hand finds its place on your thigh, the other by the dip of your waist. you enjoy the feeling. how firm his hold was and yet still ever so careful, like he was only focusing on you and how small you were in his large hands.

soon you lift your hands and cross them at the wrists behind katsuki’s neck, keep a close proximity between your noses. “lie down,” you simply say, quickly eyeing the mattress, crimson cover pulled tightly over it, very katsuki-esque.

defeated, he obliges. lets his chest meet the bed and stretches his long legs out, you kneeling to the side to make room.

once he’s finally sprawled out, you let your pelvis sit atop his, “sorry if i’m too heavy.”

he laughs heartily, the one that always makes your heart melt and you weak in the knees, “oh, shut up.” his sentence rumbles with the buzz of his laughter to which you offer him a soft smile, despite the fact that he can’t see your face.

“mmm, can you tell me where you feel the most tightness?” you ask politely.

he hums, then gestures to his upper back, around his shoulder blades, that sort of general area. “it’s mostly just my shoulders like you said. and a bit down here too.” he hovers his hand over where your knees rest on opposite sides of his waist.

without saying anything, you quickly start. first spreading your hands over the tight muscle by his shoulders repeatedly. you know you’re doing a good job when you hear katsuki’s relieved groans. letting out all that pressure and stress that’s built up in his body.

your hands slowly drag down the form of his body, thumbs kneading in on his lower back. again, another groan sounds from katsuki’s lips. “ahh, just like that, baby.”

you blush, thinking of the many times that sentence has been uttered in a very different context but you enjoy making your boyfriend feel good in any way. enjoy how his breathing becomes deeper the more you move your hands.

“it’ll feel better if you take your shirt off,” you suggest.

“mmm, yeah…" he nods, "yeah, you’re probably right.” he gets up and you slide off him easily. watch him coolly tug the black cotton material over his head, eyes glaze over when you see his taut body underneath, finally unveiled.

katsuki flops back into the mattress face down as soon as he chucks the fitted tee away, he’s clearly enjoying his break.

you chuckle, “didn’t i tell you? you should’ve stopped over an hour ago,” you step back over him so your pelvises are connected again.

he grabs your thigh, face still deep into the mattress so his voice is muffled, “i know, you’re right, baby. ya always are.” your cheeks grow warm at the sincerity of his tone.

you repeat your massaging motions with your soft hands, feel the vibration of his moans through his flesh before bringing your lips close to between his shoulder blades. “awh, baby,” he says, “gotta pay you back for this somehow. maybe i’ll marry ya after we graduate.”

“yeah? that a fact?” you tease.

“yup.” he rubs his hand up and down over your leg. “can take your last name or you can have mine. whichever you prefer.”

“hmm. hyphenate?”

“your choice, darling.”

you sigh contently, “always love when you call me that,” you say quietly as you continue pressing into his tender tissue.

“i’ll call you it more often then,” his hand slips down and easily wraps round your ankle, his thumb rolls circles into the bone as his fingers clasp against the slight dip in your foot.

“you mind getting up so i can kiss you?”

you giggle, “nope,” holding your ground.

he moves from underneath you anyway and quickly grabs you before you can run away. “come here, you,” he playfully grunts.

your laugh is melodious in his ears, he’d do anything to hear more of it. his favourite sound. among others.

he cups your face before you can escape and kisses you passionately. you grab at his wrists, smile still lifting your cheeks and stretching the skin around your eyes taut.

it’s heated at first but then slows into something more intimate and raw, almost innocent. he then pulls away from your lips and plasters smooches all over your face. each kiss louder than the last as you simper each time.

when he stops, he’s still holding your face. his eyes watching how the highlights in yours grows, iris thin in how full the pupils are, he sees his own reflection in them and your pretty smile.

“i love you.” he says, unabashedly.

you lean into his touch, kiss his palm, “i love you, too.” your small hand over his much larger one holding your cheeks. “let’s go to sleep?” you ask, looking at him through your lashes.

his smile is sweet when he strokes the skin by your eye for no particular reason other than to just feel more of you, “yeah.” kisses you there. “let’s go to sleep.”

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[tatsumessy]

“You used me” - Katsuki Bakugo

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Everyone lies. Everyone lies to protect something. Most of the time it just ends up being yourself. It’s a natural thing for people to do, especially if they have a good reason.

You had been in love with Katsuki since high school. You always thought that he thought of your crush on him as a petty little thing that would go away soon enough if he ignored it. But on graduation day he proposed.

You two weren’t dating but you just assumed he wanted to claim you as soon as possible. He took you on dates, made you move in with him, planned the wedding with you. Even talked about a family once. You fell so deep in love with pro hero Dynamight.

You thought he was in love too.

If that’s the case then why are you sitting at the table with Mina, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, and Bakugo overhearing a conversation between Denki and Sero who thought you couldn’t hear.

“This political marriage thing Bakugo came up with us working for him. This marriage makes up for his bad temper.” Denki took a s op from him cup while Sero laughed at his comment bringing up a different conversation topic.

You sat there with your legs crossed looking down at you lap. It had been five years since you’ve been married, yeah you were young and dumb but marriages like this happen often. But then they don’t. Normal couples would date first, then get engaged. Then get married.

You two didn’t do that, he proposed you stupidly said yes and after it was official his social image did get better. That’s when it clicked, you read an article sometime after getting married that a “family man” was more likely to be popular and a more liked hero.

You scoffed keeping your head down grabbing Mina’s attention, she looked over at you and noticed something sprouting from under your chair. It was your quirk, thick spikes vines started coming from under your feet wrapping around Mina’s and Bakugos chairs.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” Mina asked placing her hand onto of yours but you snatched it away. “You used me?” You spoke voice cracking a little bit, more vines started wrapping around the surrounding tables chairs and up their legs.

Bakugo turned his attention towards you once feeling the prickly bone stabbing into his leg. “What? Y/n, what’s wrong with you?” He asked setting his fork down. “Did you used me for popularity? Did you USE me for a political marriage?” He stayed silent for a second trying to process your question and trying to find the right words to say.

“You didn’t know?” His questioned egged you look up at him, he had a confused expression on his face while yours was filled with tears and sadness. “No I didn’t know my husband was using me for political gain. Is that why you asked me about a f-family.” He looked down at his plate not showing any type of emotion towards the endless vines digging into his thighs.

“What is she talking about?” Mina asked looking over at Bakugo. “I was a stupid pawn in his plan to become number one, but too bad I could only get you number two.” With that statement you stood up from the table and started to walked away, Bakugo tried to grab your hand and call for your name but you just ignored him.

Leaving the event you left a small trail of flowers behind you letting whoever wanted to find you very simple. Walking down the street you passed a shop full of tv screens and once looking at them you could see a news report on what had happened at dinner just an hour ago.

You using your quirk against your own husband. You were getting a lot of backlash for what you did and it hurt but you didn’t care.

Taking off your heels you held them in your hands walking down the street to get back to your old apartment. Thankfully you still kept the key on you at all times just in case you needed an escape. Katsuki didn’t know this, he didn’t know that you still had the apartment but everyone has secrets. He most definitely did.

Tears brimmed in your eyes as you stepped out the elevator walking down the hall towards your apartment door. The door was already opened which raised red flags inside of you, pushing the door open you were met with Katsuki sitting on the living room sofa.

“How did you know I’d be here?” You asked shutting the door and throwing your shoes on the ground, you walked into the kitchen pulling out a wine glass to pour yourself something to drink but stopped. “I know my wife, we could’ve had a conversation in private but you went crazy and-” “CRAZY? YOU USED ME FOR GAIN IN POPULARITY.” While speaking one of your vines grew from the ground grabbing the glass and throwing at the wall towards his head.

He didn’t even flinch, he looked at you with a worried expression. He’d never seen you act this way before, you had always been sweet and gave him everything he wanted. You were the person he learned to love even if he did use you, he just needed to find the right words to say.

“I loved you Bakugo. I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU. Do you understand that Bakugo? Or am I really just a pawn to you? We could get divorced right now and no one would know. You can keep your popularity and everything else but if this-” you pointed in between the both of you while slowly walking closer to him.

“If this is nothing then let me go. I don’t want to looked like an idiot married to a man who doesn’t even love me.” Finishing your speech you stood there waiting for him to speak but instead of talking with words he kicked the coffee table against the wall. You flinched at his movements and watched him stand up walking closer to you.

You backed up hitting the wall in your path. He stood over you sliding his hand towards the back of your head, his mouth pressed against yours forcing his tongue into your mouth. His other hand slid down the side of your back onto your ass gently gripping it. You moaned into his mouth arching your back slightly against his abdomen.

He pulled back biting on your bottom lip slightly, “Don’t say that you want a divorce, that would be a dumb decision.” He said pecking your lips one more time before trying to walk away from you. Holding onto the bottom of his coat jacket he turned back to face you, “Dumb decision? What are you saying, you never say anything to me. If you want me to stay your wife, TALK TO ME!”

“I love you brat. I won’t lie and say that I didn’t use you. You’re right. I did. But I fell in love with the idiot who was standing right in-front of me and fucked up my plans. You did that.” He rolled his eyes pulling away from you and sitting back down on the sofa.

He leaned back manspreading while his head laid back against the back of the sofa. “Can I sit next to you?” You asked stepping closer, he didn’t say anything and just pat the seat cushion next to him. You sat down leaning into him exhausted his arm wrapped around your shoulder pulling you closer. “If we’re going to be a team, there can not be any lies or secrets. I may not be #2 but aren’t I supposed to be your number 1? You told me that right?” His thumb rubbed across your cheek, “Right.” He answered wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you on top of him.

“I’m sorry. I used you and I was wrong for what I did. You deserve to be mad at me, I know.” You leaned into his neck placing your hand on his chest, you listened to what he had to say. He spent all night explaining and apologizing for what he did. “I love you Katsuki.” He smiled a bit trying to hid it but you saw, you saw that after everything you still wanted to stay by his side.

[the-weeping-author]

Drunken confessions

A/N: so this was a little idea I had for a Halloween fic, and I really hope you guys enjoy this. This isn’t a normal Halloween fic, but I enjoyed writing this. There is more on the way so let me know if you want to be added to my tag list. Also excuse the typos

Warnings: underage drinking, cussing

Word count: 3,044

Tag list: @takingchences @kitkat13001 @wolphielautz @lenassaviorsblog

Please enjoy! 😊

Halloween was my favorite time of year, it was always something I anticipated. Being in U.A made some of the holidays impossible, usually we spent them doing hero work. This year was different though they finally gave us the holiday off well most of us. The ones who did have it off took that chance to spend time with their kids, or family. Normally I would have just handed out candy, or just stayed inside. Instead I found myself standing in front of my full body mirror trying on different costumes, but unlike other years this one was different.

This year the class of 1-A was dressing up as each other, and I was currently torn on who I wanted to dress like. The key was to make each other’s costumes our own, and I had no clue who I wanted to dress up as. Of course the easy option was one of the girls, but I wanted to challenge myself. Even if that meant dressing as one of the boys, but who? The only issues with some of the guys' costumes was that they left little to the imagination. The decision was mine to make, and I had no idea where to start. I looked at the picture near my full body mirror observing the picture intently, and my cheeks flushed when I looked at a certain blonde in the picture.

I turned away from it quickly, making my hair fly in my face. While I tried to hide the blush like someone would see. I pushed the feeling of being on the spot aside, and continued to get dressed for the party. Mina, and a few other girls from class 1-A told me that no one would make a big deal about me coming as one of the boys, but I knew that was false hope. Especially considering how our classmates were, they made a big deal over Santos cake so why wouldn’t they make a big deal out of who we came dressed as. Everyone knew Katsuki was my crush, well everyone but him. I was hoping tonight would be different, after months of hinting at my harboring crush I knew I had to take it up a notch.

At first I didn’t know how I would do so, but then the class mentioned the halloween party along with dressing like each other. I knew immediately who I was going to dress up as, but I had failed to mention it to anyone because I didn’t want to get teased. Of course I’d have to get help from momo for certain accessories to complete my costume, I picked up my phone and shot her a quick text before I continued to get dressed. I slid on a black tank top following up with cargo pants, I walked to my closet grabbing a pair of black combat boots I specifically bought for this occasion. I was looking at myself in the mirror when I heard a knock on my door.

“Come in Momo.”

Momo came in before she shut my dorm room, I was fluffing my hair before applying a little makeup to make everything fit together. When I looked at Momo’s reflection she was smirking at me softly, her eyes glimmering with something I couldn’t quite name. She took a seat on the corner of my bed while I finished the final touches on my face, I turned towards her smiling shyly before making my way over to her.

“Y/N-chan you look great, and I know someone will definitely love who you chose to go as.”

I waved her off dismissively before she nudged me with her shoulder.

“Momo you’re supposed to be on my side here.”

She grinned at me then poked my side softly, her onyx eyes shined at me.

“I am on your side Y/N, but I’m on the side that ensures your happiness.”

I turned to face her fully, and I puffed my cheeks out letting out a long exasperated breath. Her thoughts and mine were definitely not on the same accord.

“Okay Momo, let’s get this stuff ready. We don’t want to be late to our class party.”

She grinned at me before turning away from me, opening her shirt letting her quirk do the work. The rest of the remaining items soon sat at my feet, and Momo hugged me before she stood.

“Alright Y/N-Chan I’ll see you later, and I’ll make sure I look for Bakugou’s double.”

I nodded my head at her, but rolled my eyes before shaking my head. When she left I looked at my reflection, and my hands suddenly felt clammy. I wiped my palms on the cargo pants I had on, and took a steady breath.

“Come on Y/N you’re a hero for god sake, feelings aren’t any scarier than the villains you face constantly.”

My phone going off immediately caught my attention, I huffed while walking to my desk. I picked my phone up silencing the alarm I set letting me know the party was starting soon. It was too late to change costumes, and I definitely couldn’t find a way to weasel out of this. Especially since Momo had already been here, and even helped me with my costume. I finished putting the rest of the outfit on, when I shut my dorm door I slid the hollow gauntlets on. I made my way down to the common area before I stopped at the top stair taking one last reassuring breath.

When I reached the bottom step the first thing I noticed was the room suddenly felt thick, and everyone’s eyes shifted to me. The girls who noticed me first were smirking, and the boys were standing there with their mouths gaped open. Denki was the first one to approach me, his own costume made me grin. Seeing the earphone jacks hanging from both of his ears. My eyes danced from his face to Jiros, and when our eyes met she blushed softly shaking her head profusely.

“Wow Y/N-Chan you look great, but you’re pretty brave to show up as captain grumpy himself. I think he’s gonna try to kill you for this.”

The dread I worked so hard to push away came rushing back at his words, doubt coursed through my veins at an unexpected pace. I backed away from the mustard haired boy before I turned to bolt back upstairs, but as soon as I went to leave a sturdy body halted any plans or movement I planned to take. My body went rigid when the smell of burnt sugar filled my nostrils, my face started to burn. My eyes stayed downward looking at the steps, the silence that now flooded the room made my lungs ache. The deep feeling of regret swirled in my chest making my eyes start to sting, but alas when I finally looked up crimson eyes met mine.

His usual scowl was ever so present on his face, a vein was showing on his forehead. His cheeks were a tint of pink, for a moment it felt like it was just him and I. His lips moved, but I didn't hear a word he said. I was too invested with his appearance, His blonde hair was spiked and a smoked gray tank top hugged his biceps. My eyes started to go lower, but his voice pulled me away from ogling.

“Oi dumbass why are you dressed like that? You look stupid.”

My cheeks deepened, and my breath hitched in my throat. Hurt filled my eyes, I swallowed thickly clearing my spiraling mind. I knew this would be his response, but I had to shut him up before he embarrassed me any further in front of our class. I arched my eyebrow at him before letting a smirk overtake my features, I took in a quick breath before responding to him softly.

“Well it’s your costume so if I look stupid what do you think you look like?”

Right when Bakugou’s mouth opened Kaminari cut him off by laughing at my response before he bent over pointing at Bakugou.

“Awe Bakugou man, she said you looked stupid almost everyday.”

Katsuki scoffed before he brushed past me, knocking his shoulder with mine making me stumble back a bit. My eyes followed him before Ochaco pulled me backwards to the group of girls who apparently were waiting for me. I tried my hardest to stop the blush that remained on my cheeks, but the girls teasing only made it worse. Eijiros voice made me look out of the corner of my eye, focusing back on the three boys who now stood together. I tried to casually listen in to their conversation, but the girls around me made that almost impossible as they admired each other's costumes.

“I think it’s pretty manly that she chose to come dressed as you Baku-bro.”

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At this point the party was in full effect, everyone was buzzing with excitement. The music was some playlist Jiro threw together, and everyone was dancing. Well everyone except me. I was in a corner by myself watching everyone else have fun Bakugou’s words kept replying in my head like a mantra. He thought I looked stupid, and I couldn’t help myself but care. He was standing by the loveseat that was in the common area, but even he seemed to be having fun for once.

I sighed to myself, and walked over to where the snacks and drinks were. At some point Mineta put a glass bottle on the table, I picked it up bringing it to my nose wincing immediately snatching it away from my nose. The smell of the alcohol made my nose burn, and my eyes water. I poured some in my cup, and a hand touching my shoulder made my blood run cold. I closed my eyes praying to whoever was listening that Aizawa wasn’t behind me. I slowly turned toward the person's hand on my Shoulder immediately relaxing when I was face to face with Ochaco.

I smiled thinly at her, but her presence seemed to calm the bundle of nerves swarming in my stomach. She grabbed my hand before pulling me out of the dorms onto the patio, shutting the sliding door behind her. She nodded her head at the cup in my hand, her eyes shined with a few emotions I couldn’t pinpoint. I took a big sip of the liquid in my cup wincing before sitting it on the table beside us.

“You know Mineta snuck that onto campus so he’d hopefully get a peak at one of us.”

I smiled widely at her before shrugging at her, and adjusting my hair.

“It’s okay Ochaco he won’t get a peak at anything on me, but I figured that’s why he was acting weird. I’m glad I didn’t wear a dress, but I’m sure the rest of the girls have shorts underneath their dresses especially with him running around.”

She agreed with me, and got silent for a few seconds. Her mouth opened and closed before she made direct eye contact with me.

“You know there’s no reason to be embarrassed Y/N.”

I decided to take a seat before I responded to her, honestly I didn’t know what to say. I could deny my feelings for the explosive blonde everyone grew to love, but the burning in my throat urged me to just let it out. My eyes wandered off as my mind began to get itself together. Once my eyes settled on her I noticed immediately her worrying gaze, I smiled reassuringly at her before slouching in the seat.

“I know there isn’t Ochaco, but it’s hard not to be when my crush just so happens to be the best student in our class. I know he isn’t the ideal crush, but for some reason he’s mine.”

“Well I’m sure all you have to do is talk to him.”

“Oh yeah, let me tell you that it's just super easy to do Chaco.”

“What’s the worst that could happen Y/N/N?”

I didn’t respond, but instead chose to stare at her. I assume she took my silence how I hoped she did because next thing I knew was she was giggling at me. Giggling like my current situation wasn’t my impending doom, but before I could even think of something to say she was crouching down in front of me. Her brown eyes shined at me, and she wrapped her arms around me giving me a reassuring hug. Her brown hair tickled my cheek, and immediately I returned the hug. When she pulled away she made her way back to the door leaving no room for a response this time.

I picked up the solo cup on the table, and took a bigger swig when her voice caught my attention. I swallowed the juice in my cup not wincing as bad from when I first drank it. Honestly I never drank before, and it was already making me feel all warm and fuzzy. The more I drank the warmer I felt, and I tapped my foot at the music playing inside. Once Ochaco opened the sliding door the music got louder.

“I know you’ll tell him at the right time, but just pay attention to your heart, it won't stir you wrong.”

I smiled at her, and nodded my head at her while she turned away from me going back inside. Once the door shut I sighed loudly, leaning back in the chair looking at the twinkling stars above me. I had no clue how long I was outside alone, but the clicking of the door pulled me back from my daydreaming. I opened my mouth to chase off whoever was coming outside to invade my peaceful atmosphere, but every word I could have said died in my throat. I found myself staring into deep red eyes, butterflies immediately fluttered in my stomach.

This time I took a big gulp from the drink, and hoped it eased the butterflies in my stomach. Now that the cup was empty I sat it on the table in front of me.

We stared at each other for a few minutes, and I decided to break the silence.

“H-hey Bakugou, what brings you out here?”

His eyes remained locked on mine before he narrowed his eyes at me.

“What idiot? Now you’re the only one allowed out here?”

A smile made its way on my face, this was the bakugou I knew. There were rare moments when he had his walls down, and thankfully this was one of those times. I took a gulp wiping my palms on the pants I had on, and I parted my lips speaking to him softly.

“Did you really mean what you said when we were inside?”

His Adam’s apple bobbed for a second, and of course I watched it. Every part of him was beautiful, and I didn’t know if I should be grateful or disgusted with myself. There’s no reason someone should be this attracted to someone, but it was hard not to be. He was everything I wasn’t. It was very obvious, but maybe that was the point. He used his strengths to push people away, and thinking back on it maybe that’s what drew me to him. Everyone deserved to have someone in their corner.

“Tch of course I did, why would you dress up as me anyways?”

My cheeks burned at his question, I looked away for a moment. My mouth opened and closed a few times then I found his eyes again and a warm soft smile made its way on my face. Ochaco’s words echoed in my mind.

“It’s time Y/N.”

“Well bakugou I chose to dress as you because you’re a hero I admire.. a lot actually, I strive to be like you even if you don’t think you’re admirable. You’re strong, you always have a plan before you just jump into anything. You’re intense, but I love that about you.”

His face matched the solo cup in front of me, he looked like a deer in headlights. His silence made my stomach turn, regret and embarrassment was starting to flow through me. I stood, and made my way back inside however Bakugou wouldn’t move it was like he was frozen in place. Being this close to him made me anxious, his breath was brushing against my face.

“Tch It’s about time you realized how much you liked me.”

My eyes widened at his comment, and I arched my eyebrow at him. Confusion immediately started clouding my mind, questions were continually crossing my mind. Before I could ask anything, his lips softly met my cheek. The kiss he planted on my cheek made all the questions go away I subconsciously held my hand against where his lips were. My eyes met his once again before he smirked at me teasingly.

“Happy Halloween dumbass, you and I will go get something to eat this weekend.”

I nodded my head at him, before he grabbed my hand softly. The warmth from his hand made the chilly air feel bearable, and the sound of the sliding glass door clicking grounded me back to the situation at hand. Before we went back inside he turned back at me, and squeezed my hand.

“I guess this means we’re together right?”

I couldn’t speak, my nerves getting the best of me so instead I nodded my head while he led us inside back with our classmates, and Kirishima punched the air seeing the both of us naturally catching the attention of the rest of the class.

“Yeah Baku-bro I knew you were manly enough to do it!”

Bakugou grumbled something, but before I could say anything I was being pulled away from him. I turned to see Momo dragging me away from him, and to the rest of the girls who were squealing. Halloween was my favorite holiday, and now I had another reason to love it even more. This was the best night I’ve had since joining U.A, and now there are even more memories to make with my new boyfriend and of course our friends.

✨A/N: I really hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I loved writing this. I can’t wait to share my other ideas/fics with y’all, there will be more coming ofc. However my procrastination is a problem at this point haha. Anyways until next time you guys. ✨

[bakudeku4444]

*not my art! 👆 all credit goes to the artists*

Friends to Lovers.

🔞MINORS DNI!🔞

Kaminari x Bakugo (aged up.)

Word count: 8.4k

⚠️Warning⚠️ : bullying, selfharm, angst, smut, anal, oral, death, grieving, PDA.

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All of the UA students had moved on. Some went right into being side kicks for pro heroes, but most did it as a side job. They all wanted to be the best they could be. So, when the opportunity to go to college for extra training was presented to them, they all jumped on it.

They had dorms once again, which worked for them because by the time they were about to graduate from UA, they were a bit sad they wouldn't all be living together anymore. Even those who could afford to live outside of the dorms decided they wanted to live with their old classmates.

Today was a particularly tough day in training. Kaminari was trying to nail this new move he was testing out, but after so many tries that he lost count, he short circuited. Which placed him in a catatonic state, but he was still slightly aware of his surroundings.

It wasn't as bad as it normally was. He even heard Bakugo when he was talking about Kaminari to no one in particular.

"Dunce Face, short circuited once again. Tch. To think by now, he would know his quirk's limit." Bakugo said as he watched Kaminari stand there.

It hurt his feelings this time. He didn't know why... maybe because he had been working so hard on it and kept failing... He was so frustrated, and it seemed like Bakugo just kicked him while he was feeling really low about himself already.

He couldn't speak or do anything about it currently. Also, their last class was about to be over.

Kirishima helped Kaminari walk to the dorms because he had about 40 minutes left of this before he was back to normal. He decided to try to just nap as Kirishima got him to lay down in his bed.

"Don't listen to bakugo. I can't even make an excuse for him after all these years, but I have noticed he tries to be nicer most of the time. I'm sorry he said that, though." Kirishima patted him on the back before walking towards the door. "I'll bring you some food in a bit."

Kaminari just laid there stuck, staring at his desk. Kirishima left.

After Kaminari got back to normal, Kirishima had brought him food and asked him if he wanted to come watch something with them. Kaminari agreed after he finished his food.

He thanked him and told him he would be down there in a bit. Kirishima let himself out.

Kaminari scrunched his face up with his jaw tensed. He couldn't shake how he felt about what Bakugo said. He hated that he couldn't get it down, and that his best friend still makes fun of him for his fuck ups. It was getting old. He took out his shorted hearing aids, and threw them in the trash.

He walked downstairs. He had the new hearing aids set low. (He had a stock pile of them because his quirk broke them often.) So he couldn't really hear what anyone said as he sat down. He read the subtitles.

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Bakugo stared at Kaminari for a bit when he first came and sat down. He could already tell something was wrong when Kaminari didn't make himself known when he came into the room. He kept looking over at him throughout the movie and could see that his hearing aids were on low.

Bakugo felt bad that the hearing aids were basically his fault. They didn't really have a choice. The two were paired up for a mission over the summer. They were having a hard time beating this villain. They thought they were going to die before they had the chance. So, they came up with a plan to use both of their quirks together. The mixture left Kaminari deaf in both ears.

Bakugo blamed himself even though it was Kaminari's idea. He knew how it felt to be deaf. His quirk made him deaf. The combination of both quirks made for the loudest explosion bakugo has ever set off.

He truly felt bad for it. He just didn't know how to show it. He started being a little extra critical towards Kaminari. He didn't want anything like that to happen to him again. So, he thought he was just helping him push himself to do better. He didn't know that he was hurting his feelings.

Bakugo sat back with his arms crossed and tried to just focus on the movie, but he couldn't help finding himself looking over at Kaminari. His mind started to run rampant about all the things he refused to think about until he was alone in his room at night.

☁️: This idiot is so fucking cute with his stupid lightening bolt in his hair. Oh God! did he notice me looking when he was getting changed in the locker rooms this morning? Is that why he's being weird? I don't want him to know I like him more than as a friend. Then, if we became a thing, then we wouldn't be able to work together anymore. Not that I want to work with him again. I don't want to be the cause of anymore pain to him. I made him deaf for crying out loud that shit hurts not only physically, but mentally. It was a lucky chance that he had the idea to learn sign language for me when he found out I was hard of hearing, but I didn't think he would ever actually need it for himself... especially not me being the cause of it... That was such a stupid idea even though it worked.

This wasn't the first time that Bakugo mentally beat himself up about having a crush on Kaminari and about him being the cause of Kaminari being deaf. Kaminari never even got mad about it. He just shrugged to Bakugo and said. "At least we won, we could've been dead. Being deaf isn't as bad as being dead." Then, laughed. That made Bakugo mad because he wanted Kaminari to be mad at him the way he was at himself.

Bakugo was so lost in thought and staring at Kaminari that he didn't notice that most of their friends had gone to bed. The only ones left were Kirishima, Mina, Sero, and Todoroki.

Mina and Kirishima caught the way Bakugo kept looking at Kaminari. This wasn't the first time they had noticed it either. They noticed it many times while they were 2nd and 3rd years in UA. It has just become more evident to them what was going on. They just never mentioned it to him, but they could tell Bakugo had a crush because Bakugo never never paid attention to anyone else as much as he did Kaminari.

They also noticed that Bakugo was the only one allowed to pick on Kaminari. If anyone else did it, he would threaten them but try to make up a different reason as to why he threatened to kill them.

Kirishima had an idea. He didn't want to force it. So, he lightly elbowed Bakugo and told him he was gonna go to bed. Then, he tapped Kaminari, telling him to. Mina understood what Kirishima was trying to do. She told everyone goodnight. Then, they both went up to Kirishima's dorm to cuddle and go to sleep.

Bakugo didn't think anything of it. He just said goodnight to them.

Sero had fallen asleep with his head on Todoroki's shoulder. "I should probably get this one to bed, too." Todoroki stood up and picked Sero up over his shoulder. He took him to his dorm and snuggled up into Sero, falling asleep.

Kaminari's leg bounced as he noticed he and Bakugo were all alone now. He started biting his nails. He suddenly felt a rush of anxiety because of the need to confront Bakugo about what he said earlier. He just thought it would be weird because he had never done that before. He normally just shrugged off the insults.

The change didn't go unnoticed by Bakugo, who had been watching him almost the whole time. "Tch. What's wrong, sparkplug?! I can tell something is wrong." Bakugo tried to act like he wasn't paying attention.

Before Kaminari could think, one word flew out of his mouth. "You."

Bakugo tensed and froze. Was he finally mad at him about being deaf? He didn't know why else he would be mad at him. "The fuck do you mean? I didn't do shit to you today!" He yelled.

Kaminari sighed, turning his hearing aids up. It was too late to turn back now. He knew if he told Bakugo to just forget it that he wouldn't. "Yes, you did... You knew how hard I was working on that move. The moment I short circuit, you have something to say about it. You're so fucking mean to me!" Kaminari didn't notice the tears rolling down his eyes, until a sob wrecked through him.

Bakugo was starting to panic. Kaminari had never cried over things he had said. Bakugo's hands shook. The more Kaminari cried, the more he knew he had to do something before he lost him.

"I try so hard to catch up to everyone else, but the moment I fuck up... you pick on me! Are we even friends or do you just keep me around as a joke?! I thought you were my best friend! Now, I'm starting to think I was wrong to think that in the first place. You are as mean to me as you were to Midoriya when you guys were in middle school! I don't get it! What did I do to become a tar-..." Kaminari was cut off.

The part about Deku triggered him. He didn't want Kaminari to compare himself to that. He didn't even think he was being all that mean to him. Before he could give it much thought, he moved from his side of the couch to him, pinning Kaminari to the couch, and kissed him hard. He just needed him to shut up. He needed time to think, but this kiss that he had thought about for so long turned his brain to mush. One of his hands released Kaminari's and came up to cup his cheek.

Kaminari was caught off guard by the kiss. His eyes were wide open in shock for a few seconds before he melted into Bakugo. A whisper of a moan escaped him.

When bakugo pulled away, they were both panting. He already knew before Kaminari knew that their hear aids fell out. "I like you... I like you more than as a friend..." He signed to Kaminari.

"So you bullied me? What are we five? You were mean to me because you liked me?" Kaminari signed back.

Bakugo had a deep red blush on his face. He was embarrassed. He rolled his eyes but nodded yes. "I know it's dumb... and immature. I just have a hard time with my feelings, and I'm sorry." He signs. He picked up their hearing aids and put Kaminari's in for him. Then, he puts in his own.

"I understand if you don't like me back. I know I'm everyone's last choice." Bakugo shrugs. He stands up about to walk to his dorm.

Kaminari stood up and grabbed Bakugo's wrist. "Kacchan, I... you can't just kiss me, tell me you like me, then leave..."

Bakugo turned around, looking at kaminari with a brow raised. "Why not?! It's not like you like me back."

"I never said that. Don't try to put words in my mouth." He looked down and sighed. "I'm just afraid. I like you.. I do. It's just the way -"

"Jirou treated you. The way she walked all over you." Bakugo groaned. "I'm not her. I don't walk all over people. I don't ever ask anyone for shit. I wouldn't do that to you. You should know that."

Kaminari started crying. "I know... I know... I'm sorry... I just don't wanna get hurt again. I want to just be happy."

Bakugo didn't know how to tell him that he wouldn't hurt him. He knew he was the biggest jerk in the school even though he's working on it. He pulled Kaminari towards him and wrapped his arms around his waist. "How about you just think about it? I know what I want, but I know you think I won't make you happy or I'll hurt you. It's understandable. So, just take your time, alright?"

Kaminari nodded as he leaned his head on Bakugo's shoulder.

Bakugo walked him to his room before he was about to go to his own. Kaminari grabbed his wrist.

"Wait... will you stay with me? Please..." He sniffles.

Bakugo sighed. He didn't think this was a good idea because of how much he liked Kaminari. "Fine, but I'm going to my own room once you fall asleep. I don't want to influence your decision by sleeping in here with you. I want you to want me because you actually want me." Bakugo climbed into the bed with Kaminari.

Kaminari wrapped his arms around bakugos waist and laid his head on his chest. He sniffles for a while longer as bakugo rubs his back. He was sleeping not long after that.

Bakugo found himself drifting. He felt more comfortable in Kaminari's bed than his own right now, but he couldn't let himself stay. He had to untangle himself from Kaminari. He stood up and looked over Kaminari's sleeping form. He bent down and kissed his temple. "Goodnight, Denki..."

He left the room, closing the door quietly. His heart was thumping hard as he made it to his own dorm across the hall from Kaminari.

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This went on for a while. Kaminari would ask Bakugo to lay with him until he fell asleep. Bakugo would leave by the time he was getting sleepy. They would act normal by morning. It was as if they weren't creating a new routine after everyone went to bed. Bakugo was just slightly nicer to Kaminari than he had been.

Tonight was different, though. Bakugo was pissed off about being taken off a mission. So, he hadn't left his room all day. It made it hard for Kaminari to sleep. He tossed and turned for hours before he couldn't take it anymore. He got up with a huff and knocked on Bakugo's door. Bakugo answered it with bloodshot eyes like he had been crying.

"What do you want?!" He was not in the mood for anything.

"I-I... can't sleep..." Kaminari was slightly regretting bothering bakugo just because he couldn't sleep without being cuddled up to him.

"Tch. Fine. Come on." He grabbed Kaminari by his shirt and pulled him into his dorm.

"I want you..." Kaminari said barely above a whisper.

"Hah?"

"I want you because I actually want you. That's what you said right? You said you wanted me to want you, and not just want you because I wake up wrapped in your arms. I want that. I wanna wake up with you still there. I don't want to wake up alone anymore. I want to give this a try..." Kaminari fidgeting with his fingers a bit.

Bakugo was shocked. This had been going on for weeks. Their routine. He didn't think Kaminari would want him. Maybe just as a sleep aid, but not as a lover. Not that Bakugo minded that, but hearing this was so much better than only helping him sleep. It definitely pulled him out of his bad mood.

Kaminari sat down on Bakugo's bed. Bakugo took two long strides towards him. He cups Kaminari's cheeks and kisses him passionately. Bakugo pulled away from a smirk. "Took you long enough, sparky~." He whispers.

Kaminari rolled his eyes and wrapped his fist in Bakugo's shirt. He pulled Bakugo down on top of him with a giggle. He kisses Bakugo, running his hands along his chest. He wraps his arms around Bakugo's neck.

The kissing gets really hot, hands heavily pawing at each other's bodies, but Bakugo stops himself. He didn't want to have sex with Kaminari right away. He didn't want this to seem like he just wanted his body. He wasn't going to be like Jirou. He wasn't going to use and abuse Kaminari like that.

Kaminari wanted to go further but noticed Bakugo's hesitation. "I could just give you a hand job, if you want? We don't have to fuck if you don't want to."

Bakugo sighed as he lay on his side next to him with his head proped on the palm of his hand. "It's not that I don't want to, Sparky. I want to. I just don't want to mess anything up. I want to take things slow. Slow for the both of us. I want to do this right. I want to show you I can make you happy for a lifetime, not just a moment. I don't want this to be temporary... I want you, I've wanted you longer than you know. I was just scared."

Kaminari knew he was being truthful because Bakugo was never one to admit to being scared of anything. Kaminari blushed. He felt this tingling sensation swell in his chest and shiver down his spine. He never thought he would get to see such a raw side of Bakugo.

"I understand. We can just let things happen naturally. Don't try so hard to hold back from what you want. I want you to be happy too. I want you to be comfortable around me. Don't hold back just for my comfort." Kaminari cupped Bakugo's cheek.

Bakugo's eyes closed, he brought his hand up, and placed it gentle on Kaminari's. He noticed that Kaminari's hands were much softer than his own rough ones.

"I want to try something." Kaminari had an interesting idea. "But first, I need your consent. Can I touch you below the belt? Can I take your clothes off?"

Bakugo was hesitant at first but nodded. "Y-yeah, you can."

Kaminari took Bakugo's hearing aids out. "Trust me. Close your eyes." He signed to Bakugo.

Bakugo furrows his brows but does as he's told, closing his eyes again.

Kaminari pulls the neck of his shirt to the side and kisses Bakugo's collar bone. Bakugo gasps a bit, letting out a shaky breath. Kaminari's hands trembled a bit as he snakes down, lifting Bakugo's shirt just a little bit. Kaminari kisses the skin between his shirt and shorts.

Bakugo wanted so badly to look, but he was trying hard to keep his eyes closed. With his hearing aids out and his eyes closed, he was making him have a sensory overload. Every touch was intensified. His body trembled a bit under Kaminari.

Kaminari pulled Bakugo's shorts down until his cock popped out, standing at attention in Kaminari's face. Bakugo bit his bottom lip nervously.

"Beautiful..." Kaminari whispered, knowing that Bakugo couldn't hear him. He looked up at his face. He could tell that Bakugo was nervous.

He kissed Bakugo's hips, inching closer and closer to his cock.

Bakugo was panting. "P-please don't tease me~..."

Kaminari smirked. He kissed Bakugo's tip, and Bakugo let's out a shaky moan.

"I-I-I'm not gonna last...~ ah~..."

Kaminari didn't care. He just wanted to make Bakugo cum in his mouth. He wanted to make him feel good. He took Bakugo in his mouth, and attempted to take him down his throat but the girth of him was making Kaminari gag.

Bakugo thrusts into Kaminari's mouth. He couldn't help it, Kaminari's mouth was so wet and warm. Kaminari gagged, but let him keep going. He reached up and tapped his face to let bakugo know that he could open his eyes.

Bakugo's eyes fluttered open, and he almost came at the sight of Kaminari's lips wrapped around his cock. "Oh fuuuuck~... ahh!~ Denki~... Your mouth feels so goooood~..." He laced his fingers in Denki's hair as he watched him bob his head on his cock. He bit his lip.

Kaminari slips his hand in his pants and starts stroking himself and moaning. "Mmmm~" His eyes rolled back.

"I-I! I'm! Fuck!~ c-cumming!~" He tried to warn Kaminari so he could move. He even took his hand out of his hair and fisted the sheets instead. He let out a loud moan as he came. As bakugo came, Kaminari came into his hand.

Kaminari swallowed Bakugo's cum, and pulled off of him panting and moaning. He licked Bakugo's cock clean. Bakugo's head fell back as he panted. He put his hearing aids back in. "I'm sorry.. I don't think I've ever came that much before."

Kaminari chuckled. "Don't ever apologize for something like that." He wiped the cum off his hand with a tissue, and through it away. He pulled Bakugo's shorts back up. He laid down, and pulled the covers up over them. He cuddled up to Bakugo as he normally did.

Bakugo kissed the top of his head. "But I didn't do anything for you."

"It's fine. I still came. You can do something next time if you feel like it. Don't worry about it, ok?" Kaminari smiled and kissed Bakugo's chest. He finally drifted off to sleep.

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Their relationship blossomed from then on. They went on dates. It took bakugo a while, but he became comfortable with showing affection towards Kaminari in front of their friends. They slept together every night. Neither one of them could sleep without the other.

When jirou had something to say about it and insulted Kaminari, bakugo wasn't having it. He requested to spar with her. He never went easy on women. He always did things equally and fairly, but he was pissed off, and it ended with Jirou going to the recovery girl unconscious.

Bakugo smirked and walked towards Kaminari. "No one says shit about Sparkplug, but me."

Kaminari blushed, knowing that Bakugo meant that to be sweet. Bakugo wrapped an arm around Kaminari's waist and pulled him flush against him, kissing him.

"Did you really have to send her to the recovery girl to prove a point?" Kirishima felt bad for Jirou.

"Fuck yes. That bitch deserved it. I'm not going to let anyone hurt sparky's feelings!" Bakugo growled.

Kirishima sighed.

Bakugo picked up Kaminari under his thighs and walked into the locker room with him. Bakugo became a PDA monster. He was always touching Kaminari on some way. He couldn't keep his hands to himself when he was around Kaminari.

He pinned Kaminari to the wall as soon as they were in the locker room. He started kissing his jaw and down his neck. He didn't even check to see if anyone was in there with them.

"Mmmf~ fuck...~ I never thought I would be with someone who has my libido.~" He giggled. "You're as horny as I am all the time~."

Bakugo chuckled. "I'm always horny around you, Sparky.~ Before you became mine, I spent a lot of lonely nights with my hand.~" He continues to kiss his neck. "Take a shower with me?~"

"Mhmmm~... please..~" Kaminari grinds against his hard on.

Bakugo pants as he walks over to the showers. He sets Kaminari on his feet and starts stripping him out of his clothes. He kisses Kaminari's shoulders and chest.

Kaminari learned that Bakugo was a gentle lover unless he asked him to be more rough with him. Bakugo always took the time to love and appreciate every part of Kaminari. He felt like bakugo was holding him like glass that would shatter if he tried to go too fast. It always made Kaminari feel like he was on cloud 9.

Bakugo let Kaminari strip him out of his clothes. It was like they were worshipping each other's bodies. It always made Bakugo relax when he was touching Kaminari, and when Kaminari was touching him, it made him feel like he was floating.

He felt Kaminari kiss his cock and his eyes rolled back. "Mmmmf~ ah~ I wanna fuck you so bad, baby.~"

Kaminari tsked at him. "Shower first~..." Kaminari took his, and Bakugo's hearing aids out, setting them on the counter. Then, he pulled bakugo into the warm, relaxing water with him.

"Fine.." Bakugo pouted a bit. He used a soapy cloth to wash Kaminari's body. He massages out the kinks in his back. He started washing his hair as well.

Kaminari washed Bakugo's body, massaging him as well. Then, he washed his hair.

Then, they rinsed off together. Kaminarj stood behind Bakugo, kissing his shoulders and neck. Kaminari backed up to sign. "You so smell so good. You can never actually stink." Kaminari chuckled. "Your quirk makes you smell like caramel.~" He teased as he dragged his teeth lightly against Bakugo's shoulder as if he were trying to take a bite.

Bakugo blushed. He starts pushing his ass back against Kaminari's cock. Kaminari let's out a shaky moan. They hadn't done this yet.

Bakugo wasn't ready to try it a couple of weeks ago, but now he wanted to. He didn't think it was fair that he was always fucking Kaminari and wouldn't let Kaminari fuck him.

"We can go up to the room and try someth-" Bakugo was signing when he saw red hair out of the corner of his eye.

Kirishima and the others came in to shower. "Oh shit! Can you guys put up a warning or something? You guys are both hot and all, but I really don't want to watch my two best friends make love in the showers." He signs and chuckles.

"Well, maybe you all should've waited until we came out, then you could've showered, shitty hair!" Bakugo yelled.

Kaminari tapped his shoulder to get hus attention. "Calm down, Kacchan. We can just finish this in the dorm.~"

Bakugo nods and turns the water off. Kaminari grabs their towels. Then, he wrapped the towel around himself and grabbed their hero suits.

Bakugo carried his gauntlets. They went up to Kaminari's room to finish what they started.

Bakugo dropped the gauntlets, and his towel dropped to the floor. He pulled Kaminari by the hand to the bed, causing him to drop everything. Also, making him realize that he forgot to grab their hearing aids. He giggled as he landed on top of Bakugo. He held a finger up and got off of him to grab them both a pair of hearing aids from his box.

He put them in Bakugo's ears, then a pair on his own ears. He climbs on bakugo to straddle his hips.

"I want you to... I want to try... rrrrr..." He huffed because he was flustered about the thought of Kaminari fucking him. His cock twitched against Kaminari's ass.

"You want me to fuck you?~ I'll only do if if you say it.~" Kaminari smirked.

"Please~..." Bakugo's hand reached for Kaminari's cock, and started stroking it. He bites his lip.

"Please, what?~" Kaminari smirks.

"Can you please fuck me!" He grumbles with a blush.

"You don't have to be so shy about it, love~..." Kaminari slid off of Bakugo. He got down on the floor on his knees between Bakugo's legs. His hands are on Bakugo's knees, keeping his legs spread.

Bakugo propped himself up on his elbows, looking down at Kaminari.

"Lay down~ You're not going to be able to sit up when I fold you in half.~" Kaminari puts his hands under Bakugo's knees and starts pushing them up towards Bakugo's chest.

"Wait. I'm scared."

"It's Ok~. I'll be gentle. If you're worried about your ass being dirty. I know it's not because I washed it. Just like you washed mine." He chuckles, trying to lighten the mood, and make Bakugo relax.

Bakugo huffed but laid back, holding back back of his legs to keep himself folded and spread. "Ok. I trust you.~"

Kaminari smiled and started sucking on his balls, then kissed his way down. He spread Bakugo's ass cheeks. He started licking at his hole and trying to push his tongue in. He wrapped one of his hands around Bakugo's cock, and started stroking him as he lapped at his hole.

At first, bakugo flinched away from the feeling, but then he started to relax and actually enjoy it. He didn't realize that what he had been doing to Kaminari had felt so damn good. "Ahh!~ fuck!~ ah~!" He was moaning uncontrollably.

He choked on his breath when he felt Kaminari push a finger into him. It stung a bit to have that hole breached for the first time.

He could feel Bakugo's body tense up. "Relax~..." Kaminari whispered as he peaked up at Bakugo's face. He saw him nod and saw him physically relax.

He started working the finger in Bakugo, feeling for that squishy sweet spot. When he finally found it, Bakugo let out the most lewd moan Kaminari had ever heard.

Kaminari bit his lip, trying not to touch himself. He wanted all his cum to go in Bakugo's ass. He kept working to prep Bakugo for his cock. He slipped in a second finger, then after a while a third. After, bakugo came for the second time Kaminari could tell he was getting sensitive.

Bakugo was panting and whining. At this point, he was begging Kaminari to just fuck him. He was shaking from how sensitive he was.

"Oh God! Please!~ I can't take this anymore!~" Bakugo cries out.

"Ok, ok~... patience, my love~... This is your first time.~ I'm just trying to do it right~..." Kaminari whispers. He didn't know that Bakugo's hearing aids fell out during his first orgasm.

He lines his cock up with Bakugo's hole and slowly pushes himself into him. He kept his eyes on Bakugo's face. He wanted this to be enjoyable for him. Once he bottomed out in Bakugo he moaned.

Bakugo whined for Kaminari to move. "Please~ need you to fill me up with your cum!~ ah!~"

Kaminari had to stop himself from cumming so soon. He started thrusting in him at a slow pace at first. He was loving the sounds that Bakugo was making. "Ahh~ oh fuck!~ you're still so tight!~ I'm not going to last long!~" His eyes roll back. He was really trying to keep going, but his orgasm hit him like a ton of bricks.

"C-cumming!" Kaminari cried out as he thrusted hard into Bakugo, and filled up his ass with his cum. He panted hard.

Bakugo came as he felt Kaminari twitching and cumming inside of him. He was panting, and whining. "I love you~... fuuuck I love you, Denki~..." It was the first time bakugo said that to Kaminari.

Kaminari's eyes widened, and he started tearing up. "I love you too~... I love you so much!~" He started kissing his neck, but that when he noticed his hearing aids had fallen out.

He grabbed it and put it back in his ear. "I love you too, Katsuki.~" He pulled out of him and laid next to him. He pulls bakugo close to him. He plays with his messy, spiky hair. "How'd I get so lucky?" Kaminari kisses his head.

"Psh... you? I think I'm the one who's lucky." Bakugo smirked.

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Three years later...

Bakugo and Kaminari moved into their own apartment near the college. They were engaged. Bakugo couldn't be happier. Kaminari was head over heels for Bakugo. They were happy, but today wasn't a very happy day.

"I don't want you to leave!... I don't feel good about this assignment!" Bakugo was yelling, but he really did have a bad feeling about this. His fiance was about to leave him for 2 weeks.

"I promise it'll be OK... It seems like an easy assignment. You believe in me, right?" Kaminari chuckled.

"Two weeks doesn't seem like an easy fucking assignment! You know I believe in you, asshole! Don't try to put words in my mouth! I don't want you to go!" Bakugo yelled.

Kaminari sighed and walked over to his fuming shaking fiance. He wraps his arms around him, and that's when Bakugo breaks. He starts crying. Bakugo grips Kaminari's Chargebolt hoodie. "I have to... but I'll be back. I promise..." He slipped out of his hoodie. "Here, this is my promise to come back." He pulls his hoodie onto Bakugo.

"You fucking better!" Bakugo sniffles, inhaling Kaminari's signature cologne that made him feel safe. "I love you so much..."

"I love you too... you feel like driving me to headquarters? That way we can spend more time together before I leave." Kaminari smiled, wiping Bakugo's tears with his thumbs. Kaminari kissed him passionately.

Bakugo nodded and sighed. His stomach tossed and turned as they put Kaminari's bags in the trunk. He had his hand on Kaminari's thigh the entire time. He wouldn't move it as he drove.

"Katsuki, it's going to be OK. I'll be back before you know it." He peeled Bakugo's hand off his thigh and kissed the back of his hand.

Bakugo let out a shaky breath. He was trying not to cry again. He stopped in front of the place. "Can I come in with you? Can I hear the details of the mission? It might make me feel better..."

"I wish, but you know I can't do that... it's confidential, and it's not your mission. I can tell you that a couple of our friends will be there to help, but I can't tell you much else...." Kaminari was hiding the fact that he had a sinking feeling about this mission too.

He was nervous. He and his team were up against someone with a similar quirk to him. He just didn't know much about it besides it was electric.

"I know, I know... I love you..." Bakugo wrapped his fist in Kaminari's shirt and kissed him passionately. "You better come back to me, Sparkplug..."

"I will. I love you too, Kacchan." Kaminari rubs his nose against Bakugo's. "I have to go. I'm going to be late to the meeting before we get on the plane."

Bakugo, let's go of his shirt and cups his cheek. Bakugo really didn't want him to leave. He was about to cry again. Kaminari got out of the car, grabbed his bags, and blowing Bakugo a kiss. "I love you!"

"I love you, too!" Bakugo tried to smile. He stared until Kaminari's form disappeared behind the doors. He hit the steering wheel and left.

He drove back home. He moped to the bed. He got the text that they were boarding the plane, and another 'I love you, Sparky.💛🖤🧡🖤'

Bakugo sent back, 'I love you, too, Sparky 🧡🖤💛🖤 text me when you get there, please..'

Bakugo spent his time worrying. He talked to Kaminari every chance he got, which wasn't much because he only had about an hour at night to talk, and then he wouldn't hear from him again until the next night. Kaminari always sounded exhausted and would let out groans of pain here and there. Which only made Bakugo worry more.

He wasn't working very well. He was hardly sleeping. The worrying was eating him alive.

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A week later...

Bakugo is panicking. His heart is palpitating. He's shaking and crying as he recklessly drives to Kaminari's agency that he works for. He was in a tank top and shorts. His hair is in tangles from pulling at it and hitting himself in the head. He wipes his tears and slams the door to his car so hard that his window shatters. "Fuckin hell!" He barks.

He marches into the building, and by passes the front desk lady who is telling him he can't go in there that he needs to have an appointment. The lady clearly didn't recognize him as the pro hero Dynamite.

"Fuck off! I don't need a God damn appointment!" Bakugo barked at her as he steps into the elevator. His fists shook, and he had to put this feeling somewhere. To release it. He punched through the wall of the elevator as it came to a stop. He pulled his fist out of the wall. As he walked into the office of Kaminari's boss.

"Where the fuck is my fiance!? I will fuckin kill you!" He came in already screaming and threatening Kaminari's boss.

The man behind the desk was already shaking but tried to play it off that he wasn't scared out of his mind. "Mr. Dynamite. I wasn't expecting to see you today."

"Cut the shit! Where is Denki Kaminari!? He didn't call last night! He has called me every fucking night! He didn't call me last night! Tell me he's ok! Tell me he's just busy! Tell me!" Bakugo voice cracked. He was about to have a panic attack again.

The man sighed heavily. "Have a seat, please.." He had to follow a stupid script. "I regret to inform you that he died while in battle at 4 pm yesterday... I'm sorry, Mr. Dynamite. I wish I could say more... I wish I had different news to give you... his remains will be on the flight back here tomorrow. Since we don't know of any living relatives... it will be your decision on what happens next. It doesn't need to be decided right away. Take all the time you need."

Bakugo dropped to the ground. Explosions going off in his palms. "Shut up. Shut up! SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOURE LYING! HE'S NOT DEAD! HE'S COMING HOME IN A WEEK! TELL ME HES COMING HOME, ALIVE! HE'S NOT FUCKING DEAD! HE CAN'T BE! HE CAN'T LEAVE ME!" Bakugo was screaming at the man as he broke down in tears. He got up off the ground, and stomped over to him. He grabbed him by the tie.

"I will fucking kill you! Tell me he's alive! You knew this mission was dangerous! This is your fault!" He let off an explosion on the man's face, and then spit on him. "You worthless piece of shit! It should've been you! You should be dead!"

He was pulled off by two security guards. Aizawa had just so happened to be making a visit to Kaminari's boss to see how things were going. Anyone who knew about this mission knew it was poorly planned and needed more heroes on the team. Aizawa had a bad feeling about the whole thing. He was trying to convince the boss to put a pause on the mission until they got more information. He heard familiar yelling coming from the office. He slipped past the security, blocking the door. "Let. him. go!"

Bakugo almost fell to the ground again, but Aizawa caught him in his arms. Bakugo sobbed and yelled.

"Im going to kill you! This is your fault!"

Aizawa shushed him and made him leave the room. He opened a break room, pulled him in, and shut the door. He stood in front of the door to stop Bakugo from leaving.

"He's dead! He told me he would come back home! He has never lied to me! He's coming back! Please, tell me he's lying! Please! He's coming back! We were going to get married in a month!" He punched a hole in the wall. He grabbed the coffee maker and threw it to the ground. He pushed the fridge over. He kicked a dent in the side of it, breaking his toes in the process. He didn't even feel it. The pain of losing his best friend, fiance, and love of his life hurt way more, and it hadn't even fully set in.

Aizawa didn't even try to stop Bakugo from breaking things in the room. It was better than him getting charged with murder. Aizawa knew who Bakugo was talking about. It hurt Aizawa a lot to know his student died. He loved all his students as if they were his kids.

Aizawa had tears in his eyes as he watched Bakugo's world come crashing down. He knew that feeling well. He also had a lover die during battle. Once Bakugo had stopped trashing the break room and slid down the wall with his face in his hands. Aizawa walked over, sitting against the wall next to him. Bakugo started punching himself in the head over and over. Aizawa grabbed his hands and looked at Bakugo. They both had tears streaming down their cheeks.

"I want you to know you are not alone. I am here, I always have been, and I always will be. I'm not going to let you go through this alone, ok? It's going to be OK! Ok?" Aizawa never did this, but he did this time. He pulled Bakugo to his chest and held him for a while. He rubbed his back. "It's going to be OK. I promise. I will be there for you. I'm going to be checking in on you."

Bakugo tried to get out of the hug, but he just cried harder instead. He gripped Aizawa's shirt and sobbed into his chest. He always saw Aizawa as a father figure. It made him fall apart even more. He clung to Aizawa. He was so emotionally exhausted that he passed out there leaning against Aizawa.

Aizawa messaged Sero. He told him to come help him get Bakugo home. When sero got there, he lifted the sleeping Bakugo into his arms. He sniffles in his sleep, tears still falling.

Aizawa told Sero the heartbreaking news once they got Bakugo in Sero's bed. Aizawa thought it would be best for him to wake up with a friend there to comfort him.

"Kaminari isn't dead. Nothing can kill him. I've seen him in really bad situations."

"He is... his remains will be here tomorrow night.. It's up to Bakugo to decide what happens next. I need you two to be there for each other. Mina and Kirishima will be back not long after that. They are being pulled from the mission. They saw him die..." He explained. "I will be back tomorrow. I have some things to handle."

He gave the crying Sero a hug. He hated human contact, but he put that aside. He needed to be there for his kids, and if a hug helped in the slightest, he would give out a million hugs to them.

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A week later...

Bakugo had left as soon as he woke up at Sero's. He took his hearing aids out. He didn't want to hear anything unless it was Kaminari's voice.

He refused to leave his bed that had become a pile of clothes that smelled like Kaminari. Bakugo cried himself to sleep he woke up crying. Eventually, he stopped crying every time his eyes were open. He would just lay there numb, staring at the wall.

Aizawa had to literally break into his apartment to make sure he was still alive. He didn't leave after that. He slept on the couch. He would bring him drinks and food. Even if he wouldn't eat it. Today, Aizawa was tired of watching Bakugo let himself rot away in his bed.

As soon as he heard Bakugo moving in the bed, he walked into the room. "Enough of this. Kaminari wouldn't want you to let yourself wither away like this. He would want you to keep on living." He signed to Bakugo.

Bakugo flipped him off. "You don't know him the way I do."

Aizawa rolled his eyes. "I know him well enough. Get up. You're taking a shower today. You're eating something and / or drinking water. It's time." He signed as he walked towards him. Bakugo curled into a ball.

Aizawa pulled him out of the bed, and Bakugo didn't really have the energy to fight him. It made him dizzy to stand up. He almost fell, but Aizawa held him up.

"I can't... I can't do this without him..." He whispered.

"You have to move on... you need closure. You need to make a decision. His body has been in that freezer for a week. You have to put him to rest." He signed to him.

He helped him to the shower. He knew he wouldn't do it on his own. Aizawa treated him like an infant. He stripped him out of his clothes and helped into the warm shower.

"Me, and Sparky used to take a shower together every night... what am I going to do?... we did everything together..." Bakugo started crying again. He couldn't help it.

Aizawa just listened as he washed Bakugo's hair. He didn't care that his clothes were getting wet. He rinses Bakugo's hair. He turned him around to face him. "Can you wash your own body? We can talk more when we're done here." He signed.

He nodded that he would wash himself.

Aizawa walked out of the bathroom but stayed close by just in case. He picked out clothes for Bakugo to put on. After Bakugo emerged from the bathroom, he was already out of energy. Aizawa had to help him get dressed. "Hearing aids?" He signs to him.

Bakugo shook his head. He didn't want to hear anything.

"Ok." Aizawa was going to push him to try to do little things, but he wasn't here to force him to use his hearing aids. It seemed like that would be a big step for Bakugo, and he wasn't ready for that.

Bakugo wanted to lay back down, but he also knew that Aizawa wouldn't let him.

Bakugo grabbed one of Kaminari's Pikachu hoodies and pulled it over his head. He let Aizawa drag him to the kitchen. He sat as Aizawa made him food. He tried to eat it, but he got nauseous and threw up.

"You need to drink water even if you can't eat." He signs and brings him a glass of water.

Bakugo nods to him and sips the water.

"Can we start the process? Do you want to cremate him, bury, or something else?" He signs.

Bakugo hesitantly nods. "He told me he wants to be cremated."

"Ok. Aizawa started filling out the papers. He had bakugo sign the papers when it was needed. He asked him what he wanted. Once they were done, Bakugo had cried and told Aizawa more random facts about their relationship.

Bakugo fell asleep on the couch. Aizawa had to carry him to his bed.

A week later was the day of the memorial. He wore a mask and sunglasses so people wouldn't watch him cry. He went home that night and cried while getting drunk. He stared at the urn for an hour. He grabbed Kaminari's chargebolt hoodie. The same one he gave him the day he left.

"Why couldn't you just stay home? Why did you have to leave me?" He started crying again, rubbing the hood against his cheek because it still smelt like Kaminari. For a split second, he felt comfort. He felt the familiar arms of Kaminari wrapping his arms around Bakugo's waist like he always did.

Bakugo gasped, looking around. "Sparky...? .... fuck... fuck!..." Bakugo dropped to his knees with his hands slapped against the ground. Explosions crackling against the wood floor. "YOU CANT MAKE ME FALL SO FAR IN LOVE WITH YOU AND THEN DO THIS TO ME!! AHHHHH! WHY?! WHY WERE YOU TAKEN FROM ME!? I WAS SO LUCKY TO HAVE YOU! NOW ALL MY WANT TO STILL BE LIVE IS GONE! I NEEDED YOU, AND YOU LEFT ME!"

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Bakugo went MIA for four years. He paid off his apartment for 6 years with his savings. No one heard from him. Aizawa was having a hard time finding him. Kirishima couldn't find him at all. They looked for him until they had to assume that he was dead. They thought it was strange that his apartment was paid off. So they left it as it was just in case he came back alive.

He wasn't dead. He was hunting.

He found the man that got away. The man who killed his fiance. He didn't turn him in. He tortured him. He kept the man alive for months. He tortured him to the brink of death over and over. He wanted to get revenge, and revenge was so sweet. He kept the man chained up in a cave. The man would scream and beg for forgiveness, but Bakugo wasn't satisfied until he was mangled and barely breathing.

When the man's body gave out, and he officially died. He threw his body away in the middle of the ocean while on his way back home. "I did it, baby... I got him... I should've been there. I should've been on that mission with you... b-but I killed him for you. I love you..."

Bakugo got back to his apartment, which was exactly the way he left it. It seemed like someone had been staying there, but no one was there at the moment. He figured it was just Kirishima. He looked in the mirror for the first time in years. He had a beard, a mustache. His hair was long. He looked unkempt, feral. He was feral.

He dragged himself to the shower. He shaved his face completely and cut his own hair to have an undercut. He was now ready to move forward. He knew that Kaminari would always be with him because Kaminari had visited him in his dreams many times. He told him it was time to let go and that he would be fully with him again one day.

Bakugo felt a bit better now that that man was dead in the ocean as fish food.

It took him another year to put his hearing aids back in. Hearing the world without Kaminari in it always made him sad. He would just hope to hear that voice calling out to him, but he knew it would never happen.

Bakugo lived his life the best he could. He never took another lover. If anyone got too close, he would push them away. The pain of loving someone so much, then losing them, was too much for him to deal with again.

Bakugo died 4 years later in an accident while trying to save a person from a building that was collapsing. He saved the person but lost his life as he fell from a 10-story building. Bakugo died on impact. The man lived with some injuries that put him in a coma.

He didn't know he died at first… until he saw that familiar lightning bolt in yellow hair. Kaminari's spirit was standing amongst the chaos. "Sparky…?... SPARKY!" He ran to him. He wrapped his arms around his waist, picking him up.

"I never fully left you, my love… I refused to pass on until I had my best friend by my side…" Kaminari smiled and kissed Bakugo for the first time in years. Bakugo started crying from happiness. He could finally hear him, touch him, kiss him. That's all he ever wanted….

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* If you made it this far, I hope you liked my story.*

[cynoswifey]

Bakugou Katsuki headcanons!

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He's actually a huge teddy bear when your alone of course he'll add the occasional dumbass or something along those lines

Gets flustered really easily like just hold his hand and he's as red as a tomato

We all know he knows how to cook so I believe he would wake up early to make breakfast for you and him

If you don't know how to cook he will teach you how but he still insist on making food for you

Can't sleep unless he knows your next to him like not even pillows will help

He's always so gentle with you. He acts as though you were made out of glass. Except when your training together that's when he isn't gentle during training he's rough but if he sees you actually hurt he'll stop and immediately check on you he wants to make sure you are strong enough to defend yourself in case he isn't there to save you

He actually loves seeing you in his shirts. He sees it as making sure people know your his.

Study's with you and will help you with anything your struggling in.

Takes you to cafes to study then to a arcade were he wins you something from the close machine

He has a lot on his shoulders with everything going on All Might and your the only person that actually got him to open up about it

Katsuki would love you even more if you were friends with Kirishima. Mostly because Kirishima is one of my friends

Sometimes he hides your jacket for your uniform so you wear his

Would totally pretend he doesn't know how to tie his tie so would do it for him

He would love to see you in his hero costume

He's did the one chip challenge once with you and just watched you run for the milk immediately after.

He loves to watch movies while you sit on the bed while hes sitting on the floor in-between your legs while you play with his hair.

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[doumadono]

Synopsis: Bakugo assists you in baking a cake, unaware that it's intended for him :)

A/N: the prompt was baking a cake together, but Bakugo doesn't realize it's for him Happy birthday, my sweet little gremlin!

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST BAKUGO'S BIRTHDAY EVENT 2024

The kitchen was awash with the sweet scent of vanilla and chocolate as you preheated the oven, Bakugo leaning against the counter, eyeing the ingredients laid out on the marble surface. His crimson eyes darted between the measuring cups and mixing bowls, a brow quirked in intrigue.

"What's all this for, nerd?" he asked, the gravelly tone of his voice making your heart skip a beat.

You looked up from the recipe book, a mischievous smile playing on your lips. "It's just a surprise," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.

"A surprise, huh?" He tilted his head, a smirk forming on his lips. "Well, don't expect me to stand here and watch you struggle, nerd. I'm helping."

You chuckled, nodding toward the apron hanging on the pantry door. "Then put that on, Chef Bakugo."

He rolled his eyes but complied, tying the apron around his waist with a little too much flair, earning a laugh from you. "Alright, what do you need me to do, Y/N?"

"First," you began, handing him a whisk, "whisk together the dry ingredients — flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt."

Once the dry ingredients were combined, you moved on to the wet ones. "Can you crack the eggs into that bowl? Just be careful, Kats," you cautioned with a smile. "We don't want any shell in the batter."

He snorted, "I know what I'm doing, nerd." Despite his sarcastic remark, he cracked the eggs skillfully, not spilling a drop.

You couldn't help but chuckle. "Of course you do," you conceded, reaching over to gently brush a stray strand of blond hair away from his forehead.

The brief touch sent a jolt of warmth through him, and he let out a quiet "tsk."

With both mixtures ready, you slowly incorporated the wet ingredients into the dry, Bakugo watching intently, his gaze never leaving the bowl. You picked up the electric mixer and began to blend the ingredients together, the soft whirring sound filling the kitchen.

Bakugo watched you for a moment, his gaze softening as he admired your skillful movements. "You're really good at this, Y/N," he admitted grudgingly, a hint of admiration creeping into his voice.

You grinned, feeling a surge of pride at his compliment. "Well, I've had a bit of practice," you replied modestly. "But it's even better when I have such a talented assistant."

His cheeks flushed slightly at your praise, a rare display of vulnerability from the fiery young man. "Yeah, whatever, nerd, just don't get used to it," he muttered, though his eyes betrayed the warmth he felt.

As you continued to mix the batter, Bakugo moved on to preparing the cake pans, carefully greasing them with butter and flour. His strong hands were steady, his movements precise, a testament to his unwavering determination and focus.

"Alright, I think we're ready to pour the batter," you announced, switching off the mixer and lifting the bowl. The batter seemed smooth and creamy, the perfect consistency.

Bakugo nodded, setting the prepared cake pans on the counter. Together, you carefully poured the batter into the pans, the rich, creamy mixture filling them to the brim. The sight of it was mesmerizing, a perfect blend of colors and textures that promised a delicious end result.

Once the cakes were done, you set them aside to cool, turning to Bakugo with a smile. "Thank you for helping me, Katsuki. It means a lot."

He shrugged, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Yeah, sure. It wasn't that bad, I guess. What's this cake for, anyway?"

You bit your lip, hesitating for a moment before deciding to keep the secret a little longer. "It's just a surprise for someone so dear to me," you replied coyly.

Later that evening, Bakugo sat on the couch, flipping through channels while you disappeared into the bedroom. You returned a few minutes later, holding a beautifully frosted cake, the words 'Happy Birthday' written in elegant script across the top.

Bakugo's eyes widened, his gaze darting from the cake to you. "Is this…?"

You nodded, setting the cake down on the coffee table. "Happy birthday, Katsuki, my love."

His usual confident demeanor faltered for a moment, replaced by genuine surprise. "You did all this for me? I thought you forgot about… This stupid occassion."

You sat beside him, taking his hand in yours. "How could I? I just wanted to do something special for my lovely boyfriend, and I know you have a sweet tooth."

A soft smile spread across his sightly chapped lips, his crimson eyes softer than you'd ever seen them. "Thank you, Y/N," he murmured, getting up and pulling you into a gentle hug, finished with a soft kiss placed to your lips.

As you both pulled away, Bakugo looked down at the cake, a genuine smile gracing his features. "The cake is fucking beautiful. I guess this means I owe you one, huh?"

You laughed, shaking your head. "You being happy is payment enough, Kats."

Soon, you carefully placed a few candles on top, lighting them with a match. "Make a wish," you whispered.

Bakugo took a moment, closing his eyes before blowing out the candles. As he opened them, he looked up at you, his expression one of pure happiness. "I love you, babe," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

And as you both enjoyed the cake, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in your own little slice of happiness.

[ilynemesis]

uhm uhm.

hi.

First of all i wanna tell u that i love your work a lot...

so, if it's ok with u, can you write a bakugou x gamer!reader

like when they both arrive home after UA and just start playing games together with the others (kirishima , sero , mina , tsuyu , denki...etc. those dudes you know)

and at the weekends when they all come to the readers house (yeaaaa we're rich hehehe ) to play games together such as football games and stuff ?

and actually i cant stop thinking about how fun and funny would be the whole bakusquad playing an among us game :))))

hope im not asking for a lot of things, if you're not comfortable about writing that just forget about it!!

thx a lot.

~Rui

hi Rui, thank you for requesting and supporting my work! mwah ♡

bakugo x gamer! reader

katsuki was a hardheaded unsentimental person most of the times, but he was always a gentleman to you. everyday he would walk you home from school, but for his sake he described his behaviors as, "tch, there might be villains or shit around your house." so here you are, walking with bakugo to your house; but this time it was different. at school you invited him to come into your house to play some video games. you were a known gamer nerd, always playing the newest games and being damn good at it.

so it didn't surprise bakugo that you asked him to play video games with you, and to your shock, he accepted. walking along the pathway to your house you ask him what games to play when you arrive. "so, whatcha wanna play? I have it all."

"of couse ya' do, you nerd." he teases. you playfully punch his arm and giggle softly, "says you, you practically jumped in joy when I asked you. I could see it in your eyes." he scoffs, "stop lyin' and, I don't care what we play. you're gonna lose to me anyways."

you walk up the steps to your house, unlocking the door and gesturing him to come in. he's walked you home for months, but surprisingly has never been inside. you grab him arm and pull him upstairs and to your room where your new playstation four and pick up controllers for both of you. sitting down closely beside eachother you scroll through your library, picking a football game, "madden."

after two hours go by of you relentlessly beating him, destroying his massive ego and self esteem. he grunts and decides to rage quit, lightly throwing his controller into your lap. "this is bullshit' you're cheatin or something," he says. you laugh loudly at his destroyed demeanor, "what happened to you beating me?"

katsuki scoffs at your sentence, and you start feeling buzzing in your pocket. you pull out your phone, seeing that mina was calling you. you answer it, "hey mina? what's up!... yeah bakugo's with me, we were playing a game... sure! we'll play with you!"

bakugo scoffs, "why'd you accept? I'm not playing with those extras." you bonk the side of his head with your controller, "mina invited us, stop being difficult!" you switch the game to among us and enter the 1A groupchat call. bakugo pulls out his phone with a grumble and loads among us.

"guys guys! y/n and bakugo are here!" mina squeals.

"about time, you guys made me think you wouldn't come." denki says.

"tch, I didn't want to, y/n forced me to come." bakugo expresses.

"come on bro! it'll be fun, you'll see." kirishima assures.

after a few minutes of talking you finally start the game; you and sero get imposters and you snicker evilly. you pretend to do tasks in admin but end up killing mina, hearing a whine from the groupchat call. you look over at bakugo to make sure he didn't see you kill her, and you notice that he looks unamused playing the game.

you mute your mic, "katsu, come on.. play the game with us." he looks at you and grumbles, "tch, I only wanted to play with you. not these brainless extras." you widen your eyes in surpise from his response, you propose an idea, "hmm.. lets make bets." he looks at you with a slight grin on his face.

"when I win, I'll take ya out somewhere." he says. you smile and nod your head, turning away from him and focusing on the present game. you all communicate on who could be the imposter, and end up voting sero.

"hah, knew it was flat face." bakugo says.

"oh come on!" sero whines.

"focus guys, we have one more imposter, ribbit." tsuyu says.

you agree with her and tell everyone to focus on finding the second imposter, even though it's you. you sabotage the lights, and end up killing two people on the way to electric; kirishima and denki. you make it to electric and meet jiro there, working on fixing the lights. as the lights turn on you pretend to find the bodies and report them.

"damn, kirishima and denki died. mina, you owe me ten dollars, I told you denki would be one of the firsts to get killed." jiro says.

"ribbit, I suspect bakugo, I didn't see him anywhere. he probably killed them then raced off somewhere, ribbit" tsu guesses.

"I DIDN'T DO ANTHING FROG FACE!" bakugo says with a scowl.

"you're being suspicious bakugo." you say, grinning.

"I agree, plus, you yelling isn't doing anything but bring more suspicion. I'm voting bakugo." jiro says.

you and tsuyu agree, earning a scowl from bakugo as he looks at you; you stick your tounge out playfully. bakugo gets voted out and you resume back to the game. you follow jiro into medbay and pretends to go on the scanner, then you quickly kill her. running out and venting to comms where you see tsuyu doing tasks in storage. you walk to her and stab her, ending the game in victory.

"well y/n won!" mina says, unsurprised. you were the known gamer after all.

"good, at least my teammate won." sero says with a sigh, feeling victory.

"you were the first person to get voted out!" denki says.

"yeah yeah, who's up for a round two?" sero says. everybody agrees, loading in a new game. you look at bakugo who has his brows furrowed.

"guys, sorry. bakugo and I are going to go." you say as you log off. you earn a line of "goodbyes" and end the call. you scoot over to bakugo and lean on his shoulder, "so, you didn't win." bakugo sighs, he really did want to take you out. you smile to yourself, you already knew what you wanted your prize to be.

"since I won, I'd like my prize." you say, looking at bakugo. he looks back at you, "tch, what is it? twenty dollars or somethin?" you put your hands on his cheeks, cupping his face.

"a kiss from you."

let's just say, you both started walking home together hand in hand.

[satorusdiary]

bkg headcannons ❤︎︎

Katsuki Bakugou who is harsh with you when you first meet. But once he notices how you don’t push him away, he starts warming up to you more.

Katsuki Bakugou who doesn’t consider you as an extra, instead he considers you has a close friend with a lot of potential for themselves and their future.

Katsuki Bakugou who pays for your food, or brings you home made food he prepared before he left home.

Katsuki Bakugou who secretly blushes and clenches his jaw when you make a silly joke, he shoves you off acting like he’s annoyed. In reality, he is hoping you make more jokes to lighten up his day.

Katsuki Bakugou who welcomes you with open arms when you come to his house late at night, complaining how you were lonely and had a nightmare. He doesn’t a notice how much his heart is beating until he falls asleep with you cuddled against him like a koala.

Katsuki Bakugou who cries in your arms after getting kidnapped, and blaming himself for being the reason for Allmights failure.

Katsuki Bakugou who kisses you on the forehead, and on your nose after you comfort him, noticing your teary eyes after watching him break down.

Katsuki Bakugou who helps you move into your dorm room.

Katsuki Bakugou who confesses to you first. It happened during valentine’s day when you gave him homemade chocolate covered strawberry’s, with small doodles of his hero costume.

Katsuki Bakugou who keeps your relationship a secret for a few weeks, but then gets caught when his classmates see him kissing you on your lips on the couch. You both had thought everyone was gone and made their own plans.

Katsuki Bakugou who threatens anyone who tries to interfere with his relationship.

Katsuki Bakugou who isn’t a fan of PDA, but is willing to have his arm around your waist just for you. And so boys would stop eye-fucking you from a distance.

Katsuki Bakugou who has you pinned on his phone.

Katsuki Bakugou who ruins his sleep schedule, just to help you understand a problem you didn’t understand during class.

Katsuki Bakugou who lets out genuine smiles around you.

Katsuki Bakugou who has hundreds of poloroids of you and him, mainly you in his wallet, behind his phone case, and on his home bedroom walls.

Katsuki Bakugou who is annoyed when his friends tease him about how he acts around you, denying it. Only for you to walk into the room with a cheeky smile, making his annoyed expression soften.

“Bakugou. just admit it! You’re hooked towards y/n.” The blonde boy’s closest friend Kirishima coo’s, poking at his side only for Katsuki to not have a reaction towards it.

After many pokes, Katsuki gets fed up and harshly smacks away Kirishimas finger.

“Shut the fuck up! ‘m not hooked, and stay out me and my girls buisness.” Katsuki grits his teeth, turning away from his group of friends to continue doing homework.

Denki rolls his eyes, letting out an sigh. He puts his hand on his friends shoulder with a bored expression.

“That’s a lie! You were just all up on her a few hours ago in the study room!” Denki exclaims, recalling the memory of him and his friends walking in on you on Katsukis lap whilst reading a book.

This time Katsuki ignores both of his nosey friends, only rolling his eyes and solving the problems in-front of him with no problems.

The group thinks about leaving their angry headed friend alone for the day, until you step in the room with a big smile and a bag full of clothing. Eyes are on you waiting on your move as you walk towards your boyfriend who notices your presence almost immediately.

“Katsuu, what’cha doin?” You coo’ed wrapping your arms around your boyfriend who stops paying attention to his homework for once. His group of friends watching the couple in shock, and in awe. Long forgetton towards him.

“Hey sweets. ‘m doin homework, do ya need help with it?” He questions, the kiss he leaves on your cheek not being hesitantly placed.

You nodded your head. Honestly, you didn’t really need help with homework. The thought of just being around him was what really mattered to you the most.

“mhmm, can you help me now? if it’s okay with you.” You muttered, eyeing the elevator signaling to him that you wanted to go into his dorm room.

Even if it wasn’t allowed, he always made sure you would end up in his dorm room by the end of the day. He is a good boyfriend, isn’t he?

“Yeah, sure baby.” He slightly mumbled the pet name, packing up his stuff and ignoring the protests coming from his friends.

As soon as you both leave and make your way into Katsuki’s dorm room, the group begins giggling and mocking Katsukis past words.

“Oh-Oh! I’m not hooked on y/n! Lay off my relationship blah blah blah!” Mina mimicked , making the other guys laugh at her expressions.

What they didn’t know was that you both didn’t take the elevator, instead you took the stares and was able to hear his friends just before you made it to the second floor.

Katsuki was furious and embarrassed, but with a simple move that you made with holding his hand and rubbing the sole of his fist made him calm down.

“..Fuckers. Never mind them, y’want give me a haul of your clothes first before we do homework n/n?” His expression calmed down and his hand made his way to carry your bags.

Your smile increases and you begin nodding your head furiously from excitement, katsuki chuckles and kisses you on the lips before dragging you to his dorm room.

You never remembered the last time you actually spent a full night in your own dorm without sneaking out to go into Katsukis.

Katsuki Bakugou who spars with you, simply kissing you sweetly if you ever lose to him. Kissing him is better than winning anyways.

Katsuki Bakugou who gets annoyed by his mother who keeps begging him to invite you over to their home again. Mitsuki and Masaru are very excited to meet the angel who is bringing out the softness from their son.

Katsuki Bakugou who cuddles your nightmares away, having a hand tightly wrapped around your waist while the other cradles your cheek. His usually rough voice whispering sweet words into your ears, hoping it is enough to soothe away your nightmares.

Katsuki Bakugou whose life goal was to be the number 1 hero, but also has another goal in marrying you, having kids with you, and growing old with you until forever.

[wh1sp3rr]

𑊡˚+₊🤍✦ — 2:56AM + bkg; one shot

cw: sfw, established relationship, fem! reader, hurt & comfort, slight fluff!

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it’s 2:56 in the morning and your sleep is distracted by the thinning of new light through your lids. it’s warm, dim and to the right of you, just where your boyfriend coincidentally is…

“why are you awake?” you slowly say, testing the words since fatigue had clouded your language, “what time is it?”

“almost 3,” his lower than usual voice says. he shuts his book gently, puppy-earring the page as he shifts his body to become parallel to yours. your eye is stretched from the unintended pulling of your arm as you lean against it, it cushioning you as you wean yourself on the comfort of flesh rather than bedding for the soon coming touch of each other. you laugh breathlessly, “so why are you awake?” he shrugs. his face does too with the rise of his eyebrows and the pout of his lips. “just felt like reading, it’s one of those nights.”

one of those nights. the nights where his memories would threaten his peace and disrupt his equanimity. that force him to forget that he is safe and he is at fault for certain things he punishes himself for. one of those nights where god would play puppeteer with his mind, and mush it to something unpleasant and pained. where his eyes water more often at random things you would say and his already quiet nature quieter.

you fix your posture so that the eye contact is easy. so that katsuki looks forward into you rather than down at you. your eyes flick towards the aforementioned book and you try to read the upside down title by uncomfortably twisting your head, poorly sounding out the name of it. katsuki notices and swiftly twists the book around with his fingertips, easing your illiteracy for upended literature.

it was one of his heavier books, infinite jest. your eyebrows raise similarly to how his did before, simply at the awe of how deep in the puppy-earred page was. “you’re so smart,” and you claw at little threads of his volumised hair. he only smiles. you tuck hair behind his ear, trying again and again as it pops out each time with frisk till you give up and start braiding at the blond inches.

he’s looking down. sorrowfully. like he’s thinking of only metaphorical knives to his thrice over scarred wounds. you kiss softly at his cheek, to bring his attention back to the reality of the moment. how it doesn’t have to be flourished with conversation between the two of you or plastered with bitter thoughts of his own. you remind him of how he still has control, and in you taking notice of your own, you hope maybe he will too.

his countenance lightens, his stare less brutal and tiny than before. you kiss again, higher, so your nose tickles his bottom lashes, so brown and boyish. and he turns to you, at last.

he wants to say something and as soon as he does, his hurt betrays him, catches in his throat, slits him up and paws at the stretch of his tongue, gnawing for its desperate escape. to call out to his lover that he wants her, so badly. so badly so that she can save him, stick her hand down his throat, clasp and tug at his hurt and save him. free him from this agony as she nourishes and cares for his hurt, healing it to be something wiser, something newer, something better. his hurt shivers his voice so that when he does attempt to speak, there’s a heavy crack at his voice, and his lips immediately blanket his teeth. a sore attempt to drown out the cry from within.

your face is still, but hopeful. you mustn’t let him down with your worry. “baby?”

he breaks. all the waves of anger, of pain, of tender reminiscence come flooding out. and his chest heaves. god, his chest heaves so bad that there’s a wheeze in his cries. your shirt, his actually, soaks with his drops of “i can’t do it anymore,” “i’m sorry.” “i just can’t.”

you slip your fingers into his hair. kissing at it, leaning your face’s weight against it, wishing for it to come above you so you could see his face. so you could promise his hurt away with not only your dulcet affirms but your nurturing eyes, like a mother.

your heart beats so fast when it’s like this. when you think of all the dangerous consequences if you don’t do the right thing. if you encourage this pain with your own. if you let it turn into a wallowing mess rather than a sympathising confinement. the evil reminder that if you don’t say something soon, do something soon, the last grain of sand would dip into the heap.

so you act.

you let him wail out sentiments that may or may not be grandly true but are in this very moment and let yourself morph into a catharsis, though you already were: his safety. his spot of comfort. and you pull his face up to meet yours. he refuses to. is too ashamed of the emasculated sludge he’s become. but you dip your head down to celebrate this exhaust with him. to commend him for not letting the bottle explode and become just a little lighter than it was before. beautiful katsuki, who doesn’t understand how angelic he looks when he cries. he looks alive, a contrast to how he is the days leading up to times like this.

his pretty pinks of cheeks and his little rudolphing nose. the young swell of his eyes and the dampness of the trail to his neck. your forehead leans into his, and your eyes shut, and it’s perfect. it’s what he didn’t know he needed. the key.

it was in translation to him: ‘i’m listening. i’m here and i’m listening.’ and he let it stay that way. he didn’t let his ego, his overtly masculine pride, confuse himself with what was the best thing to do. for once, he let his heart think, instead of his brain feel. and while not always, today was a time where it favoured him. where it told him to touch her arm, her hand, and cling to it. that it would not be a sin to leave his forehead magnet stuck to yours and that if he would accept the grogginess of the next day, you two were allowed to talk for hours.

he breathes in and sighs. “okay, so, um..” he is cut off by another harsh cry. “shhh, it’s okay, katsuki. take all the time you need.”

he sniffs up the sticky, infant green that traps his nose and starts again, “it’s just i was remembering that one time when…”

the night berried on into a strike of gold and wisps of white, filled with your dialogue and the eventual song of birds.

it was sweeter now. it deserved to be.

you smiled and laughed, controlled, wary of the others next door whom are still asleep. “what time is it now?”

you’re now blanketing his chest, as is he to you. his back against the headboard while your hands pillow his head before the wood discomfort. his hands haven’t moved from your waist, so the feeling is loud when he traced with his left finger 7:00am.

you gasp, “no, you’re joking.” and peer behind yourself to look at the brightening of the day. “oh my god, we’re fucked.” you squeal, scrunching your face into humoured disappointment. “no, we’re not.” he peppers your face with kisses, eyes still swollen from the hours before. “cuz we’re not going in.”

you “ugh”, though you were secretly joyed, this secret present in the two of you. “they’re gonna be so mad.” katsuki ponders on it, knowing it’s actually maybe a bad idea. he “ughs” too and swings you down onto your back, tickling at your neck with his nose. “but i’m so tiiirrreedd,” he mocks your higher voice and all you can do is laugh and giggle and glee.

“fine. but you’ll read infinite jest with me then.”

your eyes widen and you shake your head, “you can read infinite jest to me.” he squishes your cheeks and voices your name, “read with me and i promise i’ll read to you.” you smile and sarcastically roll your head to notion that you’re actually rolling your eyes, “okay, but you’re buying me the book.” “already have.”

he’s so smug it’s annoying. “you’ll love it.” and to that you say, “i better.”

“7:05 now.”

you stretch up and touch your feet to the different, cold texture of the floor, looking at the ground and then suddenly meeting katsuki’s lips as you turn. “thank you, y/n. i love you so much.” he kisses again. “so so much.”

you revel in the plush of each kiss. the kindling ignited more each time. “okay.” he smiles, pushing himself off the bed, offering his hand to his lady.

“we’re gonna be late. already 7:10.”

[hail-ey-m]

кαтѕυкι вαкυgσυ—ιη¢σяяє¢т qυσтєѕ

Relationship: up to reader

!!TW: A good bit of cursing (it’s Bakugou what’d you expect) mentions alcohol, mentions murder for satirical purposes!!

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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Y/n: What is your biggest weakness?

Bakugou: I can be uncooperative.

Y/n: Okay, can you give me an example?

Bakugou: No.

Y/n: That’s one of my biggest fears. Like, if I ever woke up as a donut...

Bakugou: You would eat yourself?

Y/n: I wouldn’t even question it.

Y/n: Hey Bakugou can I get a sip of your water?

Bakugou: It's not water.

Y/n: Vodka, I like your style!

Bakugou: It's vinegar.

Y/n: Wh-Wha-

Bakugou: It's vinegar, COWARD.

Y/n: Top 30 reasons why Bakugou is sorry... Number 5 will surprise you!

Bakugou: Top 30 anime deaths. Number One: YOUR FUCKING ASS RIGHT NOW!!!

Bakugou: Can you please be serious for five minutes?

Y/n: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

Bakugou: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.

Y/n: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?

Bakugou: No! Four to five seconds!

Y/n: Too late!!!

Y/n: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like I’ve killed anybody. I’m not an arsonist. I’ve never found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground.

Bakugou: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think that you definitely did do that.

Y/n: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming

Bakugou: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak

*Y/n and Bakugou skipping stones on lake*

Y/n: It’s such a beautiful evening.

Bakugou, whispering: Take that you fucking lake

Bakugou: You're right.

Y/n: That's... That's an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?

Bakugou: What doesn't kill me should run, because now I'm fucking pissed.

Bakugou: I prevented a murder today.

Y/n: Really? How’d you do that?

Bakugou: self control.

Bakugou: So what’s for dinner?

Y/n, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

Bakugou: You love me, right, Y/n?

Y/n: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

Y/n: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]

Bakugou: What's that?

Y/n: Remorse code.

Bakugou: I'm even angrier now.

Bakugou: I'm 'the second worst thing to ever happen to those orphans', what does that mean?

Y/n: It means you were second worst thing to happen to those orphans.

Bakugou: but what’s the first worst thing?

*Awkward pause*

Y/n: Bakugou, they...they weren’t always orphans.

Bakugou:

Y/n: Remember when you didn't try to solve all your problems with attempted murder?

Bakugou: Stop romanticizing the past.

Y/n: Am I in trouble?

Bakugou: Take a guess.

Y/n: No?

Bakugou: Take another guess.

Y/n, in a beach shirt: So sue me, it's October and I'd like to be on Island Time for a day!

Bakugou: I have Spotify open right now on my computer, do you want me to blast you? Do you want me to put you on blast? Cuz I've got your history right here on the sidebar,

Bakugou: Take it Back by Jimmy Buffet, Nautical Wheelers by Jimmy Buffet, Jolly Mon Sing by Jimmy Buffet, Steamer by Jimmy Buffet, trEAT HER LIKE A LADY BY JIMMY BUFFET, MAÑANA BY JIMMY BUFFET, WHEN SALOME PLAYS THE DRUMS BY JAMES BUFFET, HAVANA DAYDREAMIN BY JIMMY BUFFET- What the FUCK happened to you?!

Y/n, laughing: I HAD A CASE OF THE MONDAYS

Bakugou: ARE YOU HAUNTED?! ARE YOU FUCKING POSSESSED?!

Bakugou: YOU USED TO BE MY FRIEND

Y/n, cry-laughing: ᴵ ᴴᴬᴰ ᴬ ᶜᴬˢᴱ ᴼᶠ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴹᴼᴺᴰᴬʸˢ

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© 2023 Shiggy | All Rights Reserved | No portion of this work may be used or adapted in any way without the author's explicit consent.

[tatsumessy]

Angels like you - {Katsuki Bakugo}

“Why did you have me fall in love with you then?”

“Cause they say that misery loves company.” You raised your arm wincing in pain as you gently caressed the side of his cheek. He stiffened at your touch trying to hold back the tears that had been building in his eyes. “It’s not your fault I ruin everything.” You spoke weakly as he applied more pressure on your stomach wound.

“And it’s not your fault I can’t be what you need.” He glanced up at you seeing the constant flow of tears dripping down your face. “You’re everything and more Y/n. Please hold on until I get you help just…breathe for me baby.” He could feel your heartbeat slowly down and your breathing becoming uneven.

“I don’t care if they see you as a villains daughter! You’re a hero alongside everyone else,” he looked down at you. “Alongside me dammit!” You smiled and pushed back some of his hair revealing his disheveled face, “baby angels like you can’t fly down hell with me,” his grip on your shirt got tighter hearing those words from your dry lips.

“I’m everything they said I would be.” You finished pressing a small peck in the corner of his mouth before your body fell limp in his arms.

[the-weeping-author]

Upcoming snippet

Hiii! This is from an upcoming collab with @fuwushiguro I'm so so sorry it's taken me forever to write this, life has been totally crazy.. however I will be posting this soon, plz let me know what you think in the comments. (Plz be nice) ❤️

Someone honking their horn took me away from my lingering thoughts, I saw the light was green so I continued to the store. When I arrived I saw Sophie along with some newer hires showing them the ropes, I smiled then got out of my car locking the doors before going inside. The smell of coffee, and fresh pastries greeted me as the door shut behind me. Sophie's back was turned away from me while she showed them how to grind the beans for the espresso. 

"Welcome to Y/n's cafe give me one moment, and I'll be right with you." 

I approached the counter, then smiled widely as I leaned against it. 

"Alright, take your time." 

When she finally turned around she quickly narrowed her eyes at me before she shook her head. 

"I thought you were a customer, where have you been? Someone was outside of the shop this morning and they thought I was you when I first got here." 

I furrowed my eyebrows at her before straightening up a bit. 

"Looking for me? Did they say what they needed?" 

She shook her head at me before giving me a tired smile. 

"Yep he asked me if I was you, and then when I informed him I wasn't he asked when you were going to be back to which I responded with I had no clue so he took a picture of the door then left." 

My stomach turned anxiously as I listened to her, I raised an eyebrow at her, then picked the apron off the hook. I tied the apron around my body, then I walked behind the register. I adjusted the name tag at the top of the apron then got ready to start the day before carrying on the conversation.

"Well Sophie I wouldn't worry about it too much if he didn't say what he wanted-."

"Oh trust me he said what he wanted, it just wasn't here at the time, but I'm sure he'll be back for it later."

[herewardam]

Dream Thriller mystery

So I had a dream about being a guard for katsuki as witness protection because he was in danger from being assaulted and attempted kidnapping. While Izuku and todoroki were investigating who was behind it and it was mostly a pre-slash for bkdk because until the threat was dealt with they couldn’t progress their relationship. I woke up right when it was revealed to be kirishima that was trying to take katsuki.

I have nothing against kiri and I adore him really but this was interesting to have a dream about.