#katsuki having ONLY girls lives rent free in my head

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Can't stop thinking of coming home to Katsuki and your guys' daughters.

You had a pretty shitty day at work. First, your manager had the nerve to call you in for work when it was a day off for you and on top of that, your colleagues seemed to be extra annoying today.

You were in a really bad mood by the end of the day, but all that dissipated when you opened the door to your home.

There he was, your husband Katsuki, surrounded by your guys' four daughters. The girls sat around the little pink plastic table with equally pink and small chairs too little for him to fit in. He sat on the floor, drinking water that was supposed to be pretend tea. The cup was almost funny in his giant hands. His blond spikes were pushed back with several cutesy pins and hair ties accompanied by a headband that had an obnoxiously big red bow.

"How is the tea, pops?" your eldest asks.

"Great," he replies. The second pours more water into his cup from a toy teapot, and he mumbles something about how he's had enough tea for the day.

"Daddy! You're supposed to stick your pinky out! Or we'll have to kick you out of the tea party!" The second youngest exclaims, and Bakugo begrudgingly sticks his pinky out.

The youngest, only eleven months old, tries to reach for his face to put a sticker on his cheek. He holds her up, and she smacks a pretty little flower onto his face, followed by little squeals and claps.

"Ya like stickin' stickers onto my face? Hm, squirt?" She nods excitedly, holding her hands up. He lifts her up and blows raspberries onto her tummy, making her burst out laughing.

"My turn!"

"No, mine!"

"Pops, you must finish your tea!" As the girls are hoarding him, he notices you leaning by the doorframe, watching with a warm smile.

He grins, "Hey."

"It's Mama!"

You kneel down to hug the three clinging to your legs and watch the youngest try to take small steps towards you, almost falling over a few times. Katsuki gives her some support from the back until she's in your arms. You pick her up, kiss her peachy cheek and smile at Bakugo.

He puts a hand on your back and presses a sweet little kiss onto your lips, which results in a series of "ewwws" and "yucks".

"Gross!" The eldest gags.

"Oi, she's my wife!" Bakugo exclaims.

"No, she's my Mama!" The second youngest says, pulling you towards the pink table, "Mama's going to have tea with us!"

"Yeah," you smile. "Let's all have tea together."

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Unwithering || Bakugou Katsuki || Part Four

Synopsis: You confessed to Katsuki on the last day of middle school only for him to say “I’ll never love a weak girl like you.” A year later, he shows up as your co-worker at your mother’s flower shop. You’re forced to face the feelings you’ve buried, and Katsuki begins to question the true strength of your unwithering love.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader

Warnings: Mild swearing

Word Count: 9k

A/N: Shout out to @smolmilkyways for letting me use this beautiful piece of fanart above!

Taglist: Reply to this post to be added for future chapters!

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You haven’t seen Katsuki since the day he pinned you to a tree and called you out for lying, and as much as you hate to admit it… he was right, you haven’t been honest with him.

Or with yourself.

Forcing yourself to move on clearly hasn’t been working, and now that Katsuki called bullshit, well... What good is a lie if no one believes it? Besides, you don’t want to live a lie anymore since it just proves you’re too weak to live with the truth. But the last time you were truthful, it led to a harsh rejection and a year’s worth of wakeless nights.

Even if you were honest with him, would your relationship have changed? And if your mom hadn’t interrupted...

Would Katsuki have kissed you?

The way he looked at you, well, you’ve never been on the receiving end of such a look. His gaze molten upon tracing your form, eyes darkening despite the specks of light reflected in them.

If he can look at you that way just one more time.

Speaking of the boy living in your mind rent-free, Katsuki hasn’t spared a single glance in your direction since his arrival this morning. The two of you have been setting up the Paradise Blooms booth in silence. You’re wearing matching Garden Glow 2020 t-shirts. Though your mother had to shove Katsuki’s on with muscles you didn’t even know she had.

“It’s company policy, Katsuki.”

“Like I give a shit-”

“Language, Katsuki.” She taps the swear jar that’s sure to be filled by the end of the day.

“Ah c’mon I’ve been saying ‘shit’ since I came outta the womb!”

“That’s ¥100, wanna go for 200?” She raises an eyebrow.

The swear jar is doubled today.

To avoid having to pick a side, you busy yourself by fiddling with the tablecloth, but standing within hearing distance to catch what’s happening.

Katsuki throws his hands up. “What the fu- Seriously, call my mom, she swears it was my first word!”

“Whether or not that’s true- which yes, as a matter of fact, I will call her because you’ve piqued my interest now, thank you very much-”

Katsuki looks away, scowling like a typical moody teenager, while your mother continues.

“I made it clear to you that I will not tolerate any cursing or violent behavior today. No exceptions.”

Katsuki mutters, “I haven’t blown anything up yet, have I?” He leans back against the tree.

Your mother sighs. “Just put the shirt on, Katsuki.”

Katsuki scoffs. “Looks like grape boy shit art.”

“I designed it.” Your mother grits her teeth before she turns to you with a thoughtful expression. “I’m sorry, but who's ‘grape boy’? Is that someone I should know?” You shrug in return.

Katsuki shakes his head. “Nevermind. Hire a pro next year. It’s hard to look at.”

Your mother sighs, like she knew this was coming. “If you’re not gonna put it on, guess I’ll have to do it for you.” She cracks her knuckles, forcing the shirt over Katsuki’s head.

“OI GET THE HELL OFF SHITTY WOMAN”

“Stop fighting!”

“STOP TOUCHING ME”

Katsuki’s arms flail, but to your surprise, your mother goes head-to-head against Katsuki without his quirk. Seriously, has your mom secretly been hitting the gym or what?

You don’t see as much as hear the crackles; so does your mother.

“Don’t you even think about blowing me up, Katuski, or so help me I will not hesitate to fire you on the spot.”

“ARGGHHHHH GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU HAG”

Sparks flare dangerously close to your mother, and you close your eyes, unable to look, but it’s fairly anticlimactic when Katsuki pops up from the hole of the shirt. His scrunched face and frazzled hair resembles an angry pomeranian.

And that’s how your mother got Katsuki to wear matching shirts.

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Garden Glow is the biggest event of the year for you and your mother. It’s how you’ve grown your clientele and how Paradise Blooms stays afloat.

Your mother claps her hands. “Team huddle, c’mon you two, let’s go!”

Katsuki scowls, but otherwise obeys. He’s at the mercy of your mother who has Mitsuki on speed dial. But that doesn’t stop him from taking his sweet time, trudging with his hands in his pockets like he doesn’t have the energy to care, reminding you that everything important in your life is like a speck of dust to Katsuki.

“Give me your hand, honey.”

Darting a glance at Katsuki, you shake your head, but she ignores your silent plea, grabbing your hand before going for Katsuki’s who whips his own hand away in time.

“Leave me alone. I already put your stupid shirt on.”

“Actually, I put the shirt on you.” She’s met with a glare, but she ignores that too. “C’mon, it’s tradition to do a team huddle! We do it every year, right honey?” You try not to outwardly cringe when she puts you on the spot.

“Mhm…” You weakly agree.

“See?” Your mother smiles which only fuels Katsuki’s outburst.

“FUCK OFF!”

Katsuki’s heaves, the veins in his forearms bulge from how tight he’s clenching his fist because he knows he screwed up.

“Fuck.” Katsuki lamely finishes.

Did you mention the swear jar is doubled today?

Your mother smiles, wiggling her fingers in a teasing manner toward Katsuki. “I’ll let it all slide if you hold hands?”

He glares at her hand before snatching it. “Not like I got a choice”

The only ones not holding hands are you and Katsuki. You don’t know if you should reach out or not. What if he refuses to hold yours because of last week? You would have to tell your mom, only because you don’t want to lie to her after what happened last time. But would he actually make a scene in front of her? And what would she say if-

Your hand is abruptly pulled in.

Fingers intertwine with yours, his grip is sweaty enough to make anyone pull away, but you only want to hold on tighter.

Your mother clears her throat for her famous Garden Glow pep talk. “Today’s the big day we’ve been working toward all year. I want to thank you both for making it possible.” She turns to acknowledge Katsuki. “Katsuki, you’ve grown so much in these past two weeks. When you started at Paradise Blooms, you couldn’t go five minutes without igniting your quirk or yelling profanities. Now, you’ve managed to accumulate a clientele that personally asks for you when they want to make a purchase.”

“Three clients and one of ‘em’s the Hag.” He shrugs, but you notice how the praise relaxes his grip.

Your mother shakes her head with a smile. “Even if one of them is Mitsuki, you worked hard for the other two. That’s an accomplishment to be celebrated, so thank you for taking the job seriously. And Y/N…” You look down.

All you’ve done lately is disappoint her.

“I understand it’s difficult, being thrusted into a leadership position, and I won’t deny you’ve made mistakes along the way…”

Here it goes. The lecture that throws all your failures back in your face. Your shoulders hunch, a mechanism to protect yourself from what’s to come.

“But I wouldn’t have put you in that position if I didn’t think you were ready.” Looking up, you’re surprised to find her eyes lined with pride. “The way you’ve learned from your mistakes proves I can trust you to run Paradise Blooms. I am certain the business I’ve spent half my life building will be in good hands one day.”

The first smile of the day blooms across your face.

“Thanks, mom.”

You squeeze her hand, tenderness crinkles her eyes as she squeezes your hand back.

“Alright, team, we have an event to run!” Your mother claps her hands. As soon as she does, Katsuki rips his hand from your hold. “Garden Glow on three!” She says, putting her hand in the middle of the circle. You really don’t want to, but you can’t leave your mom hanging after she said all those nice things. You reluctantly place your hand on top of hers.

“C’mon, Katsuki, Garden Glow on three!” She says.

“Bite me.”

“Don’t tempt me,” she retorts.

Without his extensive vocabulary of curse words, his comebacks pretty much suck. (Though you’d never in a million years admit this to his face).

“Fine, I won’t push it,” your mother concedes, “but that’s only because we have a minute left ‘till showtime.” She locks eyes with you. “On three, okay sweetie?”

You hide behind your hair to avoid Katsuki’s reaction, but you realize he probably doesn’t care enough to tease you for the nickname. You don’t know which is worse.

Counting to three, you both chant “Garden Glow” while raising your hands. You and your mother share a look when Katsuki grumbles a quick “Garden Glow” under his breath.

“Oh, before I forget!” She exclaims. “I signed you two up to represent Paradise Blooms in the Flower Crown Show-Down. Okay, bye!” She runs off before either of you can react.

“What!?”

“Hah!?”

You’re both left standing in shock.

Katsuki notices you staring. “Tch. The fuck you lookin’ at, extra?”

He brushes past you without another word.

Guess he’s not over what happened last week.

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“How’s everyone doing today!?”

The crowd is filing into their seats so there’s not much of a response at first.

“What was that? I’m havin’ a hard time hearing the people in the back. Let’s try this one more time- how’s everyone doin’ today!?”

This time the crowd’s fired up, practically shaking the amphitheater and getting the cars to honk from the street. The host laughs, giving an appreciative whistle.

“Whew you almost busted my eardrums with that one- but makes my job much easier, so keep doin’ what you’re doin’. Let’s get another round of applause because why the heck not?”

More cheers pierce the air, along with claps, whistles, and handmade Garden Glow signs waving around.

“If you don’t know me, my name is Myoga Haruto. It is truly an honor to host this year’s Garden Glow.”

Your mother was persistent enough to score a late night host for this year’s Garden Glow. His show broke record ratings when he covered the sludge villain incident last year, something you’ve wanted to ask Katsuki about, but doubt he’d talk to you about it.

“We have flower shops from all over the city here with us today. Their booths line all around the perimeter for you to check out- and if you have any questions, feel free to ask anyone with a Garden Glow volunteer shirt. Like him, in the purple shirt.”

Myoga points to Katsuki who scowls when everyone turns to look at him. Sparks ignite from his palms when someone cat-calls from the audience.

“Now, let’s give a warm round of applause for all the workers and volunteers that made this event possible today.”

The audience claps, smiling at the workers and the volunteers.

“There are events planned throughout the day, but you definitely are going to wanna save a seat for the much anticipated…” A drum roll plays to hype up Myoga’s next words…

“FLOWER CROWN SHOW-DOOOWWWWWNNNNN”

People jump out of their seats, giving it their all for the biggest cheer yet.

The Flower Crown Show-Down is what brings in the most traffic every year. Flower shops from all over the city participate, battling to be crowned the next Flower Crown Master. The press the winning flower shop receives means a consistent flow of business for the rest of the year, secured with a loyal clientele base for years to come.

Which is why it makes absolutely no sense for your mother to sign you up with Katsuki.

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Everything’s in full swing after the opening announcement. You nor Katsuki have had a second to breathe with the constant line of customers. Your mother’s seasonal collection was sold within the hour and backorders have already been placed.

Your favorite customer, Tanaka-san, walks up to the booth when you wave him over with a smile. He’s pushing a woman in a wheelchair wearing a vintage flower pin in her hair.

“Tanaka-san, you made it!” You lean across the booth to give him a hug. He laughs in surprise at your amicable greeting, but returns your hug nonetheless.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, dearest.”

His words are sincere. He’s supported you and your mother at every Garden Glow since he became a Paradise Blooms regular.

He gestures to the woman sitting beside him. “I believe you two have yet to meet. Y/N, this is my wife, Akina.”

You’ve seen plenty of pictures of Akina-san, but it’s nothing like seeing her in person. Her hair has grayed, but it falls gracefully around her shoulders, and the lines engraved around her mouth show she’s smiled a lot in her lifetime.

You bow in the same respect you would for Tanaka-san. “It’s an honor to finally meet you, Akina-san, I’ve heard so much about you!”

She chuckles softly. “All good things I hope.”

“Only the best,” you reassure her.

Tanaka-san claps Katsuki on the back. “Katsuki! How are ya, my boy?”

“Ugh! I’m not your boy!” He shoves the hand off his back and returns to packaging flowers in an offensive manner.

“How’s the hero training coming along?”

“Fine.” Katsuki grunts.

“You know you’re going to have to re-tape-”

“I know.” Katsuki snaps at you.

“The U.A. sports festival is a week away if I’m not mistaken?”

“Yeah.”

Tanaka-san’s lip quirks. “Are you ready?”

“HAH!?”

This gets Katsuki to stop what he’s doing. He slams the tape so hard that it bounces off the table and you have to pick it up off the floor. He stares Tanaka-san down, despite him being an elder, but this doesn’t bother Tanaka-san in the slightest, in fact, his smile grows at Katsuki’s agitated snarl.

“‘COURSE I’M READY DUMBASS! I’M MOTHERFU- shit - I’M KING EXPLOSION MURDER FUTURE NUMBER ONE HERO!”

Um…

King Explodo what now?

Tanaka-san howls, wiping tears from his eyes and patting Katuski’s back again like he’s his long-lost son. “Oh Katsuki, you bust my chops, but save that for the ring next week and I guarantee you’ll walk away with first place. We’re all rooting for you, my boy.”

“ARGH FOR THE LAST FREAKIN’ TIME, OLD MAN, I’M NOT YOUR BOY!”

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Your mother sent you and Katsuki on a much-needed break. For the past ten minutes, you’ve been figuring out break the silence eating at you, though Katsuki looks like he could care less with the way he’s been scrolling through his phone.

Any conversation dies before it can even begin when a little boy in the play area declares-

“Have no fear, I am here!”

An All might cape flutters behind him and a much too big yellow bucket covers his head.

The other boys follow his lead, quoting their favorite heroes, including the only girl in the group wearing a flower crown. It looks custom made, with an array of glittering Dahlias and what looks to be Peruvian Lily, but you can’t be too sure from this distance.

All eyes go to her when she stands on a chair, towering over the boys. She twists side to side nervously before mumbling, “My hero name is Fairy Princess and I’m here to save you all with my fairy dust!” She gains much needed confidence after saying this, giggling and throwing imaginary fairy dust on the boys.

The boys pause to look at each other before dropping to the ground and rolling around in uncontrollable laughter.

“That’s the stupidest name I’ve ever heard!”

“And what a lame quirk!”

“You’ll never be a hero!”

The girl hunches in, looking a lot smaller even though she’s still standing over the group.

You look around, wondering if anyone is going to intervene. Katsuki stays quiet to your surprise, choosing to purposefully look away for some reason. You thought he’d be the first to step in since he’s literally training to be a hero.

“Look guys, she's crying! Gimme that.” The All Might wannabee climbs up to rip the crown from her head; he dangles it over her, as she jumps to try to get it back, but it’s out of her reach, only causing the boys to laugh harder.

“Give it back! My mo-mommy m-made it for me!” She stutters, and you can tell all too well from past experience that she’s trying her best to stay strong and hold back her tears.

The boy croons. “Aww… guys her mommy made it for her, how cute. Too bad.”

You almost hear the screams of the flowers as they’re brutally ripped to shreds, the petals stomped on by each of the boys and splattered on the ground like pieces of a broken heart. The girl drops to her knees to salvage what she can, but it’s no use.

You look at Katsuki, thinking he’s finally going to step in and teach those boys a lesson, but he stays still, choosing to disengage from the scene altogether.

No one else steps in so you do.

“Hey, that’s enough!”

The All Might kid pushes the other boys and they escape the scolding you were about to lay on them.

Bending down so you’re eye level with the girl, you wipe the tears she finally allows to stream down her cheeks. “Are you alright?” you softly ask. Her knees are scuffed, but she looks otherwise fine.

The girl sniffles, nodding. You’re about to help her up when a woman rushes over to kneel next to you. “Lily, are you okay, sweetie? What happened?”

“Mommy!” Lily throws herself, crying into her mother’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, mommy, the c-crown y-you made is r-ruined…”

“Oh don’t you worry ‘bout that, hun, I’ll make you another one.” She caresses her cheek before softly smiling. “Thank you for standing up for my little girl.”

“Of course.” You smile back before turning to Lily. “Us girls need to stick together, right?”

Lily laughs, nodding through her tears.

Out of nowhere, the sun comes out. That’s weird, you think, but shrug it off. Squinting, you can barely make out Lily turning back with a sad smile. Despite the sweat gathering on your forehead, you give her an encouraging smile, waving goodbye.

It’s only when they’ve disappeared into the crowd that you realize you could’ve used your quirk to make her a crown. You sigh.

Why do you always think of the right thing to do after the moment’s passed?

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Unbeknownst to you, Katsuki watches from afar.

The girl’s tears have stopped, and though the glassiness in her eyes remains, it has taken a new form, one of admiration. She looks up at you with a smile Katsuki knows all too well, one that stretches from cheek-to-cheek, wide enough to show the gap of her missing tooth.

And he knows you’re the reason.

You wave and wave, standing in the middle of the relentless heat until you can no longer see the little girl. Rays of sunlight pierce the clouds, bright, like the start of a new day. With your back turned, the light halos you, and where shadows should lie, pure, unadulterated sunshine glows in their midst, as if the sun itself chose to spotlight you. Like out of the billions of people in this world, you were deemed worthy enough to be acknowledged in this moment.

Turning your head, you look back at Katsuki, with that same smile he knew you wore all along.

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You’ve peed five times within the hour. Your throat clicks every time you swallow. And your palms are sweaty, if not sweatier, than Katsuki’s after training.

You’re waiting backstage with the rest of the showdown teams. He’s calm, you’ve never seen him so calm. You wish he wasn’t because this Katsuki looks like he couldn’t care less whether or not you lose.

Your mom is in the front row, smiling and chatting with Tanaka-san and Akina-san. She catches your eye, giving you a thumbs up.

Oh god, you’re gonna be sick.

You want to prove what she said is true- that you're capable of running Paradise Blooms one day. But you’ve blown every chance she’s given you.

The band fades when Myoga runs on stage. “Ladies and gentlemen, for the moment you’ve all been waiting for…” He pauses, a drum roll enhances the anticipation, edging the crowd.

“The Flower Crown SHOWDOOOOOOWN!”

The whoops and cheers don’t pump you up like it does everyone else. You need to find the nearest restroom. Fast.

Myoga laughs. “Alright, alright, settle down so I can explain the rules and get this show on the road.” Myoga waits before carrying on like a true professional. “Flower shops from all over the city sign up for this event, but only the top five are selected to participate on this stage today. The team that makes the best flower crown based on the judge’s score within five minutes, yes folks, you heard that right, only five minutes, will be crowned this year’s Flower Crown Master.”

There’s no way you and Katsuki can win. All the other duos are showdown veterans that you’ve competed against in the past with your mom- your mom who grew up in a literal field. Katsuki has worked at Paradise Blooms for two weeks. What was she thinking making such a last minute decision? Is this her mid-life crisis kicking in early? She knows that she’s putting Paradise Blooms on the line, losing out on much-needed publicity and clientele.

You breathe in so you don’t hurl all over your poorly designed shirt. (Yes, you admit it, your mother will never be the next Coco Chanel despite her protests that she is a competent fashion designer.)

Turning to Katsuki, you make a last-ditch effort to make amends. “Look, I know we aren’t on good terms, but… this means the world to my mom. So can we please put aside our differences for now and work as a team?” You add another ‘please’ because you’re pretty much desperate at this point with your stomach making nauseating waves like a freaking tsunami hit it.

Katsuki stares at you for a good thirty seconds. “No. I hate people telling me what to do.” He walks away.

You wilt under Katsuki’s words, tears welling up, but you swallow them down before anyone can see. All you can do is follow him on stage.

And just your stupid luck, you’re placed next to your ultimate rivals… the evil twins from flower crown showdown hell, Jin and Jinny. You swear they were put here on this planet just to torture you.

Jin side-eyes you, as if he can’t be bothered to turn his head, else god forbid, he’d ruin his stupid hair. “Well… if it isn’t, Y/N. I see your mommy’s not here to bail you out this year. What a shame… I was really looking forward to a challenge.” You scrunch your nose at the uncomfortable way he licks his lips.

“Nice to see you again, Jin, always a treat.”

Jinny pops up from behind, her ponytails bounce in time with her shrill voice. “Typical Y/N, too scared to talk back.” They do some weirdo handshake that should be made illegal in the state of Japan. Like right now.

The crowd “ooooo’s” at the insult, and some random person even yells “burn”! You fail to recognize the “burn” in Jinny’s lame comeback.

Myoga steps in to narrate the scene. “We’re less than a minute in, folks, and we already got some trash talk between Paradise Blooms and Flowerworks.”

Katsuki snorts. “You call that trash talk? Please, my dead fish, Killer Chain, can do better than that.”

The audience gasps.

Jinny goes tomato red. “Excuse me, you did not just compare me to your preposterous-named dead fish!”

“You really do need to work on your nicknames,” you whisper.

“Shut up,” Katsuki snaps.

Jin pulls her behind him. “Hey! No one talks to my sister like that.”

“Get a better sister.” Katsuki shrugs matter of fact.

Jin marches up to center stage. “Who is this asshole? I’ve never seen him before in my life.”

Katsuki shrugs. “I don’t waste my time with extras.”

“Be careful, Katsuki, my mom can hear.”

You make the wrong move by placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Get off me!”

“Oh... I get it!” There’s a glint in Jinny’s eyes. “He’s your booooooooyfriend!”

You and Katsuki both let out a “hah!?” The audience laughs, drinking in the drama as if it were a play at the theatre and not your life hanging by a thread.

You flush, flailing your arms back and forth. “No, no, no, no, we-we’re not-”

“Call me that again, dipshit, been lookin’ for a reason to tear shit up.”

“You’re cute,” Jin looks Katsuki up and down, licking his lips again. “But I don’t play with guys who think with their fists.”

“I talk with ‘em too, wanna see?” Katsuki smiles a little too wide for comfort, explosions popping in his hands.

“Now, now, wait a minute here,” Myoga intervenes, “Quirks are allowed during the competition, but damaging an opponent or their work is grounds for immediate disqualification.”

“Hold up, I know you.” Jin steps into Katsuki’s space, until they’re almost nose-to-nose. “You’re the kid who was attacked last year in the sludge villain incident. You must not be that strong if you needed All Might and that green-haired kid to save you.”

Murmurs swell, trying to confirm if Jin’s right.

You don’t have to look to feel the anger emanating from Katsuki, not the wildfire anger he resorts to when Tanaka-san or your mom get under his skin. No, this anger simmers from a much deeper wound.

You don’t ever want to be on the receiving side of this anger.

Sparks of deadly promise rise from his palms, as he raises his fist to strike Jin.

“Don’t, Katsuki.”

His hand stills, shaking, struggling not to strike you.

“Move.” He’s not even looking at you.

“My mom will fire you on the spot.”

“Y/N.” You inhale the dark look now trained on you. “Fuck off if you know what’s good for you.”

You don’t “fuck off” like he tells you to. Not this time. You stand your ground, even if it means getting caught in the crossfire, because you can’t afford to lose before the race is even started.

“You’re angry, believe me, I am too.”

“You don’t know jackshit, extra.”

“Let’s use that anger to win this thing.” Taking a deep breath and knowing the risk you’re about to take with your next words, you say them anyway.

“Make them regret ever calling us weak.”

“Fuck you!” Katsuki shouts. He sidesteps you, heading straight toward Jin, but you stop him.

“No, Katsuki, fuck them.”

You glance at Jin and Jinny, then at the audience. His eyes find yours, and with a shared glance, you know exactly what he’s about to do before he does it.

He reigns in his quirk, marching center stage and making sure to brush past Jin as hard as he can. He snatches the microphone and shouts into it like a blow horn.

“PARADISE BLOOMS WILL BE CROWNED THE 2020 MASTER! FLOWERWORKS CAN EAT SHIT!”

There’s a good thirty seconds of shocked silence before someone says-

“FUCK YEAH! GO PARADISE BLOOMS!”

Your jaw drops.

“Mom?”

The crowd goes wild, following your mother’s sentiment to jump out of their seats with newfound vigor.

Myoga laughs. “Now that’s what I call a real declaration of war in the spirit of competition! We shall see who will be crowned the next Flower Crown Master. Let’s get a round of applause from the people who think Flowerworks will win!”

There’s a good amount of cheering which sets Katsuki’s quirk off. Jin and Jinny smirk only at you, too afraid to raddle the beast next to you.

“Now let’s hear it from the people who think Paradise Blooms will win!”

Standing on benches and whooping their hands around, cars even honk from the streets- the noise overbears the pathetic applause Flowerworks received.

“Seems like Paradise Blooms is the favorite to win,” Myoga comments.

“Fuck yeah! Suck on that, Flowerbitches!” Katsuki whoops.

You’re about to apologize for Katsuki’s foul language, but his words only serve to fire up the crowd. He promised a juicy fight with that declaration, and you’re worried he over-promised with all the trash talk- Paradise Blooms might become the butt of the joke for the rest of the year if you don’t deliver. There’s only one option.

Win.

“This year’s theme is A Night Under The Stars. You have five minutes to create a flower crown that best embodies this theme. Get ready, teams! In five-”

The crowd joins in the countdown.

“Four, three, two...”

The horn blares.

“ONE”

Chaos ensues.

Everyone on stage shoves each other to get to the materials table first. Some use their quirks, including Jin, who mudslides his way to the front of the line.

“Hell if I’m letting that fucker get all the good stuff.” Katsuki snarls, igniting his quirk, about to force his way in.

“Wait, Katsuki! You don’t even know… what we... need.” You slump when you realize talking is useless.

“MOVE BITCHES COMIN’ THRU ”

“Hey! You can’t threaten us with your quirk!”

“That’s not fair!”

Katsuki returns, dumping a huge pile of materials on the table. You gape at the sheer amount of stuff.

“I didn’t know what we needed so I took one of everything.”

Even Myoga looks at the judges, unsure if this is legal, but when he receives no response, he shrugs as well. “There’s nothing in the rules that limits what you can take. Go wild!”

The crowd laughs, cheering Katsuki on. He’s quickly become the crowd favorite.

In shock, a laugh bubbles from your throat. “Alright. Since we’ve got enough materials to make five crowns, I’m going to focus on making the centerpiece. You can start twisting the vines like this.” You show Katsuki and he catches on quick; his destructive hands become nimble enough to twist the vines. You let him know how many vines to twist, which is not many as the crown’s circumference will be small, made for a specific wearer in mind.

You close your eyes to focus on creating the centerpiece. A green bud sprouts in the center of your cupped palms. A vision becomes clear in your mind as the flower grows. You make the petals larger than nature would normally allow, and more saturated in color, the bright fuchsia wash is deepest at the center, fading a brilliant white at the edges. Freckles bloom across each curved petal.

“OI! WAKE THE FUCK UP!”

You open your eyes. “Huh?”

“Shitty fuckin’ treehugger,” Katsuki growls. Grabbing your shoulders, he physically turns you towards the ticking clock. “LOOK AT THE TIME!”

You gasp. Shoot, did you really take that long? To be fair it was a large flower, one you had to pull from memory and create with intricate detailing.

That doesn’t change the fact that you wasted two minutes on a single flower.

As if Jinny can read your mind she puts her annoying two cents in with a nasally snort. “Ha! Good luck tryna make a flower crown with one flower! As if!” Jin and Jinny both laugh, flaunting their almost finished flower crown.

“Shut the fuck up,” Katsuki snaps, “Worry ‘bout your own shitty crown.”

“Oh no, Paradise Blooms is off to a rough start. Can they pull through with only three minutes remaining?” Most of the crowd says yes, with a few occasional “boos” thrown in there.

Jin and Jinny probably paid those hecklers, you think bitterly.

“Shit shit shit shit SHIT SHIT SHIT!” Katsuki curses.

“Calm down,” you whisper.

You’ve never seen him look so out of his depth. His eyes dart back and forth- from the clock to the pieces of your unfinished crown, to Jin and Jinny’s crown, before they land back on you.

You activate your quirk once more, but Katsuki holds your hands tight.

“No. More. Quirk.”

The touch takes you aback, but you can’t afford to think about it right now. Later... when you’re alone.

You twist out of his hold. “Don’t worry, the flowers I’m gonna make won’t take long. Look-”

Palms up, you create an assembly line of significantly smaller flowers. “We’ll alternate between different types of lilies, and make it messy- like a starry night- it’s a risk, we might lose points, but we don’t have much of a choice now.” You point to the flower that took two minutes to create, sitting pretty in full bloom. “And this will be the crown’s centerpiece.”

“Two minutes left on the clock, folks!” Myoga says. “Looks like Flowerworks is the first to complete their crown. Paradise Blooms is struggling to make a comeback. Will they have a complete crown by the end?”

Katsuki pricks himself. “Shit,” he curses, wiping the blood on his jeans.

“Rookie mistake,” Jin chimes in.

A single explosion pops, and what was once beautiful petals are now a crestfallen pile of unusable bits and pieces.

“Katsuki!”

“Dammit!” Katsuki kicks the table.

“Whoa, looks like Paradise Blooms blew their chance, quite literally!”

Katsuki narrows his eyes at Myoga who quickly moves on to another team.

“Hold on, do that again.” The vision of the flower crown changing before your eyes- one that is much better than what you originally planned.

“Hah!?”

You make a couple more lilies and drop them into his hands.

“Trust me alright?” Making a few more lilies, you drop them into his hands.

He cocks an eyebrow. “You better not fuck this up.”

You don’t comment, but that’s rich coming from the guy who just blew up your flowers. He sighs before blowing them up again, the bits and pieces glittering in his palms like fallen stars.

Perfect.

“Now let’s glue these bits onto the crown.”

Shaking his head, he argues, “That’s gonna take too damn long.”

You smirk. “Not if we do it like this.”

“That’s a cute trick, but that won’t be enough to beat us.”

You bite back a groan at Jin effectively ruining your badass moment. You feel a clawing urge to strangle both of them with some vines.

“You’re cute for thinking we’re finished,” you bite back.

Katsuki looks at you with pleasant surprise as the audience rewards you with some cheers.

You turn to Katsuki. “Give me your hands.”

“Hah!?”

“Your hands, give them-”

“No.”

You glance at the clock. Twenty seconds left. “Please?”

“Why?”

You don’t really know how to say it without seeming weird.

“I need your sweat,” you say, hoping he doesn’t get the wrong idea, but of course he does with the way he wrinkles his nose.

“I knew you treehuggers were weird, but that’s a whole ‘nother level of nasty.”

Your face burns from the suggestion.

“I-It’s not like that!”

“Ten seconds left!” Myoga and the crowd countdown.

Your heart beats in double time.

“Do you wanna beat those idiots or not?”

Katsuki narrows his eyes. “Yes.”

“Then give me your hands.” Biting your lip, you glance at the clock.

Eight seconds.

Throwing his hands up he says, “Fuck! Fine. Here.”

Katsuki reluctantly lays his palms up and you place your hands face down on top. They're warmer than this morning and in this position you realize how much bigger his hands are compared to yours.

You focus on the task, hoping he doesn’t catch sight of your burning cheeks. “I need you to secrete a little bit of sweat at the same time I create a vine. Th-the sme- um...” You clear your throat, refusing to look up at Katsuki. “The smell might earn us a few extra points.” You mutter in one go. Suddenly, you regret wearing the Garden Glow t-shirt, because it’s not just your cheeks that are burning anymore, and you can feel Katsuki’s eyes on you, watching every expression flitter on your face, making you regret even suggesting it in the first place.

He shrugs like he couldn’t care less. “Whatever. Just take it.”

You chance a glance to see his cheeks burning bright red too, but as soon as he catches you he scowls a “nerd” at the end for good measure. You look down at your hands touching, but that only makes it worse.

“R-right,” you stutter.

At the same time, you create vines while Katsuki secretes sweat. Your nose twitches from the sweet scent. Once the vines have been thoroughly soaked, you glue them expertly to the crown, and finish just as the clock beeps.

“Time’s up!”

Jin looks yours up and down, spewing out, “Lilies are so last season.” He places his crown in front of yours, Penta flowers line the vines, and you hate to admit it, but you wish you would’ve thought to include Pentas, with their star-shaped petals.

No, you shake your head, you picked Lilies for a reason. Your flower crown shimmers in the sunlight, reminiscent of stars shining in the night sky.

The judges walk up the stage, stopping at each table to thoroughly assess each flower crown. Katsuki crosses his arms, glaring at how slow the judges are. You can relate, with your stomach swirling with nerves, though you don’t openly broadcast your annoyance.

Apparently Katsuki’s had enough because he huffs. “Can you fuckin’ hurry up and come judge ours?”

“TELL ‘EM, KATSUKI, TELL ‘EM!”

Everyone turns around, including the judges. You gape at who the heckler is.

“Mom!”

“Whoops, my bad.” With a weak smile, she sheepishly bows. “Got carried away there- ahem- carry on!”

“Alright then, moving on to Flowerworks,” Myoga transitions, stepping next to Jin and Jinny. “The judges agreed that the use of Pentas to represent stars was an excellent idea. Plus, the specific alignment of the flowers provides an overall aesthetic appeal. For that, Flowerworks receives an 8.5 out of 10.”

The whoops and cheers force you to wring your hands together, a knot forms in your stomach at the formidable score you have to beat.

Jin flips his obnoxious bangs with a flourish of the hand. “And that’s how it’s done.”

Jinny nods like a bobblehead. “Mmhm, mmhm!”

A low growl sounds in Katsuki’s throat making you slide your flower crown away from his sizzling hands.

“Those dumbass flowers are nothing more than a shit bucket. We’re taking the win this year.” Katsuki states matter of fact, like the only possibility in this scenario is to win. His raw confidence detangles the knot in your stomach.

Katsuki tenses up when noticing your stare. “What?”

“Who knew flowers could get you so fired up?” You bump your shoulder against his playfully, he scoffs in response.

“It’s not about the flowers. It’s about the win.”

He’s right. You have to win.

“And last, but definitely not least,” Myoga stands next to you and Katsuki. “The judges were surprised at Paradise Blooms’ crown this year. They expected a much more… skillfully crafted crown.”

That’s true. From the quickly woven vines to the scattered petals, your crown lacks the proper technique and experience only your mom possesses. But you didn’t have her. This was all you and Katsuki. And what you created together, albeit explosive and messy, was enveloped in a sweet aroma and a unique design that’s not normally seen in flower arrangements.

You wait for the inevitable loss, but you don’t feel as disappointed as you should, instead a small smile slips from your lips- proud of your beautiful mess.

“But what you lacked in technique, you more than made up for with creative integrity. The risks you took far outweighed your skill, and for that, Paradise Blooms receives a score of 9.5 out of 10.”

You look up to see the audience in much the same shock as you.

“Paradise Blooms is this year’s Flower Crown Master!”

Everyone is quiet, eerily quiet, in shock with the outcome… that is until Katsuki releases a triumphant roar.

“FUCK YEAH! FUCK YOU BITCHES! SUCK ON THESE NUTS! TAKE YOUR DUMBASS FLOWER SHOP NAME AND YOUR DUMBASS CROWN TO HELL!”

Everything happens at once - the twins squealing, the crowd jumping out of their seats to cheer you on, bright cameras flashing one after another in domino effect, and your mother crying tears of joy in the front row.

“Oh my god! We did it! We won!”

Shooting you a cocking grin, he replies. “Course we did, I always win.”

You realize it before it’s too late. You must’ve hugged him on instinct, all the adrenaline fuzzing up the part of your brain that homes doubt. With the way his body’s pressed against yours, you can smell that same aroma you asked for moments ago, it tickles your nose and stirs up childhood reminiscence colored in bright yellow.

Katsuki must be in a similar position because he pushes you away, hastily getting as much distance from you without calling attention to everyone. You don’t miss the cherry that paints his cheeks.

“T-they ch-cheated!” Jin points at both of you.

“Yeah! They combined their quirks!” Jinny echoes.

“There’s nothing in the rules that states participants aren’t allowed to use their quirks together,” says Myoga.

“I’m more than happy to show you my quirk on its own.” Katsuki smirks like he’s been waiting all day for this opportunity. Jin and Jinny squeak a quick “no thank you!” before finally shutting their mouths.

“That’s what I thought. You fuck with Paradise Blooms, and I’ll kick your ass.” The twins nod in understanding.

Stepping aside, Myoga makes way for you and Katsuki. “Now, let’s have a word from the winners.” He hands you the mic as the audience chants “Speech! Speech! Speech!”

Flushing at the sudden onslaught of attention, you grip the mic with two hands, afraid it might slip from your sweaty palms. Taking a deep breath that echoes throughout the park, you finally gather the nerve to start.

“H-hi… um…”

The eyes are discomforting, but an encouraging nod from your mom is exactly what you need to push through.

“My mom would probably disown me if I forgot to say this, but our booth is over there with the purple sign.” You point to the booth with the Paradise Blooms banner. “Or you can come up to me or Katsuki for any business inquiries.”

Myoga grabs for the mic when you remember-

“Oh! And one more thing, uhhh... Lily? Lily, are you still here?” You spot the same little girl from earlier bouncing on her seat. “C’mon up here!” You say, waving her up. Lily looks to her mom who takes her hand and leads her to the stage.

Bending down so you’re at eye level with her, you say, “These are a type of lily called stargazers.”

She gazes in awe at the wreath of pink flowers. “Pretty,” she breathes. Smiling, you place the crown on her head, like one would during a coronation.

“I deem thee... Fairy Princess of the sky!”

The look of pure adoration on her face, her glassy eyes looking up at you like you were her… you were…

you were her hero.

“Th-thank you, Y/N! Thank you so much! I’ll be sure to be the best fairy princess the sky has ever seen! I won’t let you down!” She bows multiple times, despite being a princess now.

Amidst the sea of eyes, Katsuki’s burn into you. Turning around, you offer a small smile, and to your surprise, he shares one of his own. The faintest quirk of the lips, but a smile nonetheless.

🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻

As soon as you’re off the stage, you’re tackled in a hug by your mom.

“Oh honey I’m so proud of you! Come here, you!”

“T-thanks, mom, oh okay-”

Without recognizing her strength, she squeezes tighter.

“Alright, settle down. Mom? Look, I love you, but you’re hurting me- OW”

Smacking her back has no effect as she continues to waddle you side-to-side in the biggest bear hug of your life.

Struggling for air, you wheeze out what feels like your last two words. “Can’t….Breathe…”

“Oh! S-sorry, hun!” After watching you gulping for air like your life depends on it (which it kinda does) she gives you a sheepish smile. “Wow, I really do need to tone it down, don’t I?”

Wheezing a bit more, you hit her with a- “You think?”

“Oh I can’t help it, with all the adrenaline flowing, and you know how competitive I get! Ah! My baby won the Flower Crown Show-Down!” After ruffling your hair, she whips her phone out. “Now I get to brag to all the other moms in yoga class. Oh, your kid got valedictorian? That’s cute. My daughter just won Flower Crown Master, suck on that, Sasha!”

You’re too busy rolling around in the million and one questions you have for your mom. Noticing your perplexed look, she puts her phone away. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

You shake your head. “Nothing, just…” You bite your lip, figuring out your next words as you say them. “I know we won... but that was a huge risk you took. I mean, you even said it yourself, you spent half your life building Paradise Blooms, the most important thing in the world to you!”

You look down at your shoes, some of the left-over nerves still tingling your fingertips, before asking with a voice softer than Akina-san’s.

“Do you really believe in me that much?”

Waiting for her answer feels like waiting for a seed to grow into a Cryptomeria tree. What you don’t expect is the resolve in her voice, like what she’s about to say is an indisputable fact, no matter the road ahead.

“Honey, the shop isn’t the most important thing in the world to me.”

She tilts your chin up.

“You are.”

You want to believe her, but you’ve let her down before. And maybe you just got lucky today because Katsuki was there. Would you have been able to win on your own? What if you didn’t win at all? Would your mom still be saying this?

You have to ask now, even if your throat is tightening at the thought; your muscles vibrate, and every fibre of your being is screaming at you to run.

“But what if- what if I…”

Choking up, tears pressure your eyes, begging to fall freely, but you keep them locked. Just like you always do.

Breathing in deep to gain control of your emotions, you pull from the depths a resolve of your own that you never believed you had, so you could finish what you set out to ask.

“What if I failed?”

Your mother smiles, with the same tenderness as when she tells you, “I love you.”

“Then you would’ve tried again next year.”

🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻

You’re really not looking forward to the clean up.

Boxes pile high in the Paradise Blooms storeroom. A hard thud signals that Katsuki brought in the last box. After maneuvering through the boxes like a maze, you manage to make your way to the storefront where your mother enters. Any flyaways or smudged eyeliner are re-touched, her Garden Glow shirt replaced by a stunning ruby dress.

Remember the elusive “favor” your mom hired Katsuki for? Apparently, Mitsuki set her up with a co-worker who’s just your mom’s “type.”

“Are you sure you’ll be alright closing up? I could stay and-”

“Nope. Like heck I’m letting you miss out on your first real date in years. Go on, shoo-” You begin pushing her out the door, because if you don’t get her out now she’s just going to make some excuse about needing to stay and help.

Laughing at your antics, she concedes. “Okay, okay, I’m going.”

“Good.” You nod in approval. “Now, go make awkward small talk until one of you finally decides to make a move.”

You hear Katsuki snort from the back.

She kisses the top of your head in typical mom fashion. “There’s leftovers in the fridge if you get hungry.” She raises her voice. “And thanks again for your help today, Katsuki. I’m very proud of you too.”

Katsuki smiles but grunts, which is his way of saying ‘you’re welcome.’ “Have fun I guess, or don’t, I don’t care.”

Rolling her eyes, she gives a wave before leaving you with the keys. An hour passes before the store looks manageable, enough to leave the rest for tomorrow’s shift.

The hydrangea by the window catches your eye. Despite the improvement, the petals have begun to wilt, the stem slumping more everyday. Picking it up, you place it off to the side so the sunlight doesn’t hit it as much.

Locking the door, you’re suddenly alone, face to face with Katsuki. He doesn’t say anything, and neither do you.

All you get is a nod before he walks away.

You really don’t want the night to end, because tomorrow morning will end the exact same way, and the next day, and the next. You miss your study sessions, where you got to see a side of him that wasn’t always shouting, or cursing, or blowing things up. When he thought of you as someone worthy enough to open up to.

Your thoughts are pathetic, you feel pathetic, but you can’t help it because… because…

“Then you would’ve tried again next year.”

Your mother’s words ring in your ears, pulling the resolve you now know you have, deep from within you, and making you brave enough to ground yourself in your truth. No matter how many times you get uprooted.

“I think I’m still in love with you!”

Crap, he’s turning around, yep he definitely heard you. Why wouldn’t he hear you? You were loud enough to wake the whole freakin’ block!

But you’ve doubled down at this point, so you keep going, word after word pouring out of you, words you’ve been dying to tell him, but you’ve been too afraid to admit, even to yourself.

“You asked me why I covered for you, and the answer’s simple really, I did it because I care about you, Katsuki, because I didn’t want to see you go, not when I had a second chance-”

Shaking your head, you clumsily move on. “The day I… you know... and you…” Your throat catches, unable to bring up your confession last year. “I- I tried to move on, I really did, but- and it helped, you know? Not seeing you in class everyday, I really thought I could be happy without you in my life, but then you showed up again and completely screwed up my plan.”

This is the second time Katsuki’s given you his full attention, the sensation is still new enough to stop you in your path. Everything about him screams intimidation, from his dark crimson eyes to the scowl that protrudes his already angled jawline. Not to mention the street lamps casting a pearlescent shadow, further darkening his face.

You clear your throat as you try to navigate your way to an end to this impromptu confession. “Ahem- so yeah, I think I’m still- wait, no, what am I saying?”

You stop yourself once more, because you’d regret being anything less than honest with him. With that, you take in a much needed deep breath, preparing to face him head on with your next words.

“I don’t think I’m in love with you. I know I am.”

A solid thirty seconds pass when Katsuki raises an eyebrow.

“Done?”

“Yep.” You confirm, voice wavering.

He looks at you with an expression you’ve only seen when he actually cares about something, like when he’s tackling a problem during a study session.

“My answer hasn’t changed.”

“I didn’t expect it to,” you shrug, “being your friend is enough, and friends don’t lie to each other.”

“Who says I need friends?” The amused twitch of his eyebrow lets you know he’s joking. You huff out a laugh.

Standing in silence with Katsuki is not as uncomfortable as before. In fact, you could stand here all night without saying a word until the sun comes up.

“I saw you stand up for that girl.”

For the first time, Katsuki’s the one looking down at his shoes while you stare straight at him. His hands are moving in his pockets, and the crease between his eyebrows looks like he’s glaring at the ground, like it’s the reason for his trouble.

“You weren’t strong enough to get into U.A., but-”

His eyes meet yours with newfound respect.

“Today you were a hero.”

Your breath catches, and without giving you the chance to respond, he turns around.

“See you tomorrow, flowerchild.”

Walking away, his silhouette grows smaller with each step, until all that’s left is a shadow of once was.

An unspoken promise changes the air- that tomorrow will be different from today. A chance for a flower to bloom in the turnover of once soiled soil.

[dabis-azure-songbird]

Hello Halo Hello! I hope your new years were boisterous and wonderful! I do have a request for yah if you don't mind granting it. Okay I had this in my head for like years rent free! Could I request a Bakugou x Male turned Female s/o who is goofy and geeky to the max! Like they're a silly pervert and all! XD. So the scenario is that, Bakugou's boyfriend gets turned into a girl for quite a while and bakubaby has to live with his pent up situation. . . He wants to fuck damn it! but he actually wants to be the one putting his dick in this time. (Since in my mind Bakugou is a bottom who wants to try being a top for once) but he's nervous about what his boyfriend... Girlfriend??? Will say.

I just want some silly boner moments from Bakugou getting turned on by his boyfriends female body, and s/o is just oblivious to it.

Either way Bakugou gets the courage to talk to his s/o. And s/o just says "oooohhh you silly goose~ of course I don't mind it! After all I'm gonna stay like this for a while!"

[ I hope this was okay, I dunno, I just have a mighty need for a fic like this. If you could also add some praise and a belly buldge, since they be my kinks, I would appreciate it...

GOD I HOPE THIS WAS OKAY! now I just feel nervous 😅]

Hello my dear! I am so so sorry this took me forever to write. Hopefully it was worth the wait and everything you desired and more! I hope you enjoy. I tried to follow your instructions. Of course this was okay! Everything is ok in my book as long as it's consensual. :) Minors please do not interact and if you click "keep reading" you're taking full responsibility for the blinding afterwards. xD

Request for @quirkyhero a.k.a @kitteylove

Pairing: Bakugou x Male turned Female Reader!

KAPOOF! Y/N coughed as the plume of smoke billowed around them and their boyfriend, Bakugou, yelled out to them.

But, Y/N stared at his hand oddly on…wait? Her chest? What? Those did not look like the normal pecs he usually had. Bakugou rushed to them, in a slight panic that he would not arrive in time.

"Y/N, are you alr-" Bakugou's voice tapered off as he took in the new appearance of his S/O.

"I think so…" Y/N said, carefully palming the soft mounds of flesh of his chest.

"But you have…"

"Boobs!"

"W-wait! Does that mean…THAT too?"

Y/N's eyes widened as they gingerly pulled the waistband of their pants out and took a peek down.

"…Yup!"

"So any idea when they'll…go back to normal?" "I'm sorry; I honestly don't have an answer for that one. We don't know what the cure or reversing factor is." Recovery Girl replied.

This was driving Katsuki nuts! Not only was his curiosity killing him, but his body was even more curious too! What would you feel like? He'd have to take the initiative and actually top you this time, right?

The thoughts sent his brain in overload.

The first time you were taking a shower and it was completely natural to Bakugou to bring in a towel or extra change of clothes if you'd forgotten them, no problem. No thoughts. He could control himself most of the time.

But this was the first time you were like….THIS! His carmine eyes trailed carefully over your form behind the curtain. And when you caught his gaze, he thought his ears were about to pop off. "See something you like, stud? It's kind of fun having this body." Katsuki nearly choked on his saliva.

"WHAT!?"

Cue a boisterous giggle from you and a silky leg cautiously teasing its way from behind the curtain.

"Oh Katsuki! Don't you wanna shower with me?~ You usually love to hop in and help me wash."

A low, soft growl from Bakugou as he shifted uncomfortably in a pair of his grey sweatpants was heard.

"I…You…HUFF!"

He turned on his heels rapidly and stomped out of the room.

If only you knew how much you had been really teasing him. You were so oblivious and it was making Bakugou even more moody than his usual.

Even just the slightest brush against him was enough to get him riled up at times. Which frustrated the hell out of him, quite frankly.

You were standing in the kitchen after just dropping your backpack down.

"So what do you think we should have for dinner tonight, Bakuhoe?" "I AM NOT a 'Bakuhoe'! …I don't know."

His dark eyes were staring at your back before they trailed down carefully to the yoga pants you'd been wearing lately when just lounging at home. He went to step behind you and rest his head on your shoulder to look, when you happened to press back a bit to crane your head to look and brushed against him just right. OH, so right.

A slight gasp of surprise escaped his lungs and he found himself stepping back and carefully cupping the slight bulge you'd surprised him with.

"You've been acting weird lately…What's up with you, Bakuhoe?" A low, feral growl rumbled from Katsuki's throat as he finally felt the courage bubble up, along with more of his frustration. "Dammit! You've been flustering me the entire week you've been like this! The slightest brushes against me, the way you look…! We haven't…haven't…"

You stared at him, blinking slowly.

"This is new, isn't it? Oh, you silly goose! I don't mind! We can still do that! Who knows how long I'll be like this, after all?"

"R-Really? You'll try?"

"Of course, you temperamental dork. Cmere." You giggled. Bakugou stepped closer to pull you into his arms and blushed softly as he stared at you, but you started giggling. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" "I don't know. I can't help it. Girly feelings, I guess."

"Shhh, 'girly'." Bakugou teased before his lips softly and slowly collided with yours.

This really was new to him. From making you part your lips to his advances, to parting your thighs and cautiously caressing them. "…I wonder if it'll hurt."

"I was thinking the same. I'll be careful."

You shuddered softly as the heat of Bakugou's breath ghosted over the new delicateness at the apex of your thighs. Bakugou's mouth soon covered it, suckling and softly laving against the gentle bud. A soft groan of his filled the air.

"You're so sweet, my rose."

Heat swiftly made its way into your cheeks.

"Bakugo…I'm getting nervous." "Shut up, sweetheart. I'm going to take good care of you."

Bakugo swallowed roughly as he finally released the throbbing heat from his sweatpants and carefully coated himself in the slick and his saliva. The sensation felt so different and weird…in a special and new way, that wasn't unwelcome. Your breath softly shallowed as he slowly breached your entrance.

At most there was slight discomfort and a tiny bit of pain at most, but Bakugo was sure to keep your attention with soft and passionate kisses and sensual slides of his hands up and down your sides. "That's my good darling. Are you ok? You're doing so well. Tell me if you need anything."

You nodded and your breath shuddered as he pressed himself fully into the hilt, causing a bit of a bulge in your abdomen. You gasped as you gently placed your hand over it and whimpered softly. Bakugo's carmine eyes followed yours softly and he licked his lips hungrily. "Fuck, that's sexy my darling. Look at you swallowing my cock. So full your little body can barely take it now."

As he began to move, your eyes slowly rolled back and you moaned lowly as the bulge disappeared only to be replaced as he thrusted himself back into the confines of your body. You lost yourself to the new sensations as well as Bakugo. His arms shook softly as he held you tight to him and continued his passionate assault on your senses. You could hear your blood in your ears as your impending orgasm began to hit and the whimper that left your lips caught Bakugo's attention in his haze.

"Oh? Are you going to cum? Are you going to reward me, baby? Cum for me. I want to see you fall apart."

His hand softly slipped between the two of you to rub at your gentle bud in circles with his thrusts. You began to lose it and when your body tightened and spasmed around his length, he almost lost it too. Bakugo's forehead came to rest against yours as he rode your orgasm out before he found his own blindingly and growled lowly against you.

"Fuck. Boy or girl, you will always be absolutely perfect for me. I love you." He kissed your forehead softly as he gently withdrew and held you close in your afterglow.

"I love you too, my silly goose…but we might have to do that again…in another position maybe?"

A giggle from you and Bakugo chuckled and nodded.

"Anything for someone as amazing as you."

[not-me-simping-for-blasty]

Aight, I can't anymore. Ever since you made that post about Bakugou not doing the nice guy shit, the idea has been living rent free in my head, because, like, it's so true??? So I keep thinking of scenarios around it and I just. Why would you do this to me? I have never before equally wanted so much to read and write about a concept, and it has been ages since I have written for any fandom. Would you consider taking the concept up as a request? ♥

yEs, tysm for this ask @tiphandoms !! bc see here’s the thing- i’ve been dYING to talk about it. much like u, i said the words n then rlly took a step back and was like “holy shit he would nEVER”

so here is a list of things bakugou would never be caught dead doing:

1.) “🥺”:

okay so no emojis, like, ever, but specifically never that emoji. mans would rather give up his quirk then act pitiful in any sort of capacity. honestly the only emoji u’ll ever rlly get out of him is a single “💥” and then a shitty picture of the back of someone’s head. this means he’s gonna beat the shit out of whichever pour soul was in the picture.

2.) “Hey, have you been getting my snaps? I think your phone’s broken.”

u kno why u’d never see this shit from him??? bc he can understand context clues. he’s brash sure, but no one would ever tell u that bakugou is stupid. he’s just not. (also, he sees kaminari send snaps like that on the regular, and figures that if denki is doing it that means he absolutely shouldn’t)

3.) “Oh haha, I know, men are the worst 😝 Not me though- I’m one of the good ones!🥺”

aye- mans has never had an empathetic thought in his life, let alone anything like the one above. honestly, if he even thought u were thin-skinned enough to need reassurance like that in the first place?? chances are he’s not interested. im sorry but its true, blasty is not the caregiving type

4.) “uwu- im just a widdle soft boi n all i need is cwuddles n kissies😚😚”

ummm do i gotta explain this one??? bakugou would cut his own arms off before even thinking about trying that act. tbh i dont think u could even get him to pretend to do it either. he’d just implode on the spot from second-hand embarrassment.

5.) and finally, the ultimate upside of bakugou katsuki, mans doesn’t believe in the friendzone

there is not a single doubt in mind about this one. he would never, never pull that “really, you friendzoned me? b-but i was so nice to you!”

and u know why?? (bc he’s never been nice to you) bc bakugou 100% does not look at girls, or any friendship with them, as a necessary stepping stone to sex/relationship. that’s the thought and its undeniable.

like ik y’all like to write “ooo fuckboy🥴 bakugou” and like yeah ig do ur thing its fanfic who cares, bUT LIKE Y’ALL RLLY GONNA ERASE THE WHOLE ASS SPORTS FESTIVAL?? PLS BAKUGOUS CHARACTER IS SO SOLID THAT HE’S LITERALLY THE BIGGEST ASSHOLE EVER AND SOMEHOW SIMULTANEOUSLY THE BIGGEST FEMINIST IN HIS CLASS. ITS SO INTERESTING!! DONT BASTARDIZE HIS CHARACTER LIKE THAT. PLS I COULD WRITE AN ESSAY ON WHY HIM BEING A DICK TO EVERYONE IS ACTUALLY A SHOW OF WEIRDLY SINCERE RESPECT TO ALL HIS FEMALE CLASSMATES

n e wayz, yes, he would never say some bs about the friendzone, bc he never expects sex/relationship as a reward when it comes to female friendships. that’s just never a thought in his brain, and honestly, he reads far too much romance manga to ever walk around saying foolish shit like that. if he’s gonna romance somebody than he’s gonna do it right- after all, winning means nothing if he only gets what he wants by whining.

and that, ur honor, is rlly one of the core reasons why i think he is fascinating 🥰

[turtlycute]

do you have an anime watch list for beginners like the best animes of all time

Hello Nonny, thank you so much for your question. This is going to be a long post so get comfortable.

Like any anime lover, I have my own ideas of what some of the best animes for beginners might be. Unfortunatly, a lot of the "best of all time" type anime is not really the best for newer viewers. Like for so many others, my first animes were epic series like Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Sailor Moon and Inuyasha. These all hold special places in my heart and are all fun nostalgic or first watches.

The anime genres I tend to gravitate towards now are slice of life, comedy, drama, romance and shoujo with some sports, supernatural and mystery animes thrown in. So, keep that in mind as you read this list. If those are not your kinda things, then this is not the list for you. A lot of shows on this list are classics or highly popular in these genres. I've also choosen anime that comes in both English sub and dubbed versions because, for beginners, dubbed is sometimes easier to follow and enjoy. Subbed or dubbed, there is no judgment here as long as you are enjoying what you watch. Finally, I tried to stick to anime with mostly 1-3 seasons only. There is nothing wrong with the more epic long running series and many of these fall under "the best of all time" heading but seeing that an anime has 100+ episodes can be kinda daunting for a novice viewer. Now to the list...

First of all, if you are just wanting to try anime but, not wanting to commit to a whole series, I would recommend starting with a movie or two. Some classic films I would recommend would be Totoro, Spirited Away and Howl's Moving Castle from Studio Ghibli. Some more contemporary films like, Your Name, Weathering With You, A Silent Voice and Wolf Children, would also be great anime starting points. These films are staples for any anime collection.

Now, as for anime series, here is just a list of 10 that I think quality animes and would be great beginner watches.

Ouran High School Host Club:

Haruhi Fujioka is a scholarship student at the elite Ouran High School. One day, Haruhi becomes accidentally indebted to the school host club. Now she must work off her debt by playing the role of a male host to the female student clientele. Hilarity ensues.

This reverse harem show is a much loved modern classic for a reason. It's full of fun characters and lighthearted comedy moments with just enough drama and romance to keep you coming back for more.

Maid Sama:

Misaki Ayuzawathe is the first female student council president for a previously all boys school. Now, her life is busy with maintaining top grades, keeping the male students in line, recruiting more girls to the school and keeping her part-time job at a maid cafe a secret. When one day Takumi Usui, the most popular boy in school, discovers her secret job, Misaki finds herself doing everything she can to keep him from revealing the truth to the whole school.

This shoujo has enough of comedy, romance and drama to satisfy anyone's appetite.

Fruits Basket:

After finding herself orphaned and homeless, high schooler Tohru Honda makes a new home with classmates Yuki and Kyo Sohma along with there guardian Shigure Sohma. But the Sohma's have a dark secret, they are under a curse that causes them to change into animals from the Chinese zodiac when hugged by members of the opposite sex. Now, Tohru must keep their secret as she learns more about this family and their curse.

There are actually 2 different versions of this show. Many people would recommend that you start with the completed classic 2001 version but, I'm going to say it's okay to skip that for later and dive into the 2019 reboot and ongoing series. The newer series is so beautifully animated and has a more detailed version of the story than its predecessor. This shoujo is full of drama, comedy, romance, supernatural mysteries and inspirational moments. You'll definitely need a kleenex box when watch this one.

Kamisama Kiss:

One day high school student Nanami Momozono finds herself abandoned by her father, penniless and homeless. After she saves a mysterious man in the park, he offers to help her by giving his home to her. She soon discovers that this gift home is really a rundown shrine and she has magically become local land god. Now, she must learn to juggle her school life and her new position as a land god. Luckily for her, a reluctant fox familiar named Tomoe comes with the shine and has to give her assistance with it all.

This classic is part shoujo comedy and part supernatural adventure. I definitely recommend this in the English dub if for no other reason than to enjoy J. Michael Tatum's voice work as Tomoe.

The Morose Mononokean:

Hanae Ashiya spends his first week of high school with a mystery illness that has left him feeling increasingly weak. He eventually discovers that the cause of his illness is a large fluffy creature that has attached itself to his back. When Hanae comes across a flyer advertising an exorcist who expels youkai, he decides that exorcism might be just the thing to remove the creature. The flyer leads him to the Mononokean and a magical tea room which suddenly appears. The Mononokean turns out to be a fellow classmate, Haruitsuki Abeno, who reluctantly helps Hanae but, demands that Hanae work as his assistant to repay him for the exorcism. Now, Hanae spends his free time working to learn about yokai spirits and how to best help the yokai that live in the mundane world.

This supernatural comedy is just fun to watch, with enough drama to keep you interested. It really has that classic Saturday morning anime adventure feel but, for a slightly older audience.

The Devil is a Part-Timer:

Just as Demon Lord Satan, a.k.a the Devil has nearly conquered the world of Ente Isla and destroyed his enemies, a hero named Emilia corners him and forces him and his top general to escape through a portal to modern day Earth. Emilia, of course, follows him determined to finally defeat the Devil. But now they all find themselves on Earth with no powers, they must discover how to survive even if that means the Devil must get a part-time job at Mc Ronald's just to pay the rent.

What can I say about this show... It starts out with an almost stereotypical supernatural action/adventure anime feel only to turn into a comedic slice of life with a little romance and the ocational fight sequence thrown in. This show is one of the best examples of how versatile anime can be and a great way to get a little taste of a lot of genres.

Death Note:

High school student Light Yagami stumbles upon a supernatural notebook that allows its owner to kill by simply writing someone's name down. Light soon sees the death notebook as a way to reform society's ills by killing criminals and undesirables to create world without crime. Once the police discover that a mysterious serial killer is targeting criminals, they bring in the worlds greatest detective, L, to find and capture this serial killer. This begins a epic battle of witts between Light and L.

This classic anime is a lot darker than anything else on the list but, it's definitely worth mentioning. It was one of the earlier animes I watched and I'm still a fan to this day. It falls mostly into the categories of thriller, supernatural, mystery, horror and crime drama. It is also another one that I'd strongly recommend the English dub over the subbed version. So, if you want to take little walk on the anime dark side, this is a good place to start.

Yuri On Ice:

After a disastrous performance and coming in last place at the Grand Prix, ice skater Yuri Katsuki is thinking about retiring. That is until his skating idol and living legend Victor Nikiforov shows up to his home offering to be his coach. Now, with Victor's help Yuri works to rebuild his career and fight his way to a gold medal at the Grand Prix Final.

Yuri On Ice is my all time favorite anime so, of course it's going to make the list. So much about the struggles and perseverance of the characters in this sports anime is inspiring. Then, when you add in a little romance, flashy skating routines to a great original soundtrack and the drama of competition, everything about this show gets a gold medal.

Free!-Iwatobi Swim Club:

Haruka Nanase has always had a strong connection to the water and a passion for swimming. As he starts high school, Haruka is reunited with childhood friends from a youth swim team, Nagisa Hazuki and Makoto Tachibana. The three decide to start a school swim team. Now, they must recruit a fourth member and train to be able compete in their first swim meet. Watch to see these guys bond as a team and friends and as they pursue their goal to compete at Nationals.

There are a lot of great sports anime out there but, this one is a good one to start with. Free! exemplifies so many standard tropes within this genre and does in an engaging way with an easy to understand sport. There are multiple seasons and movies for this series but, the first season, Free! -Iwatobi Swim Club, is satisfying enough as a stand alone.

My Roommate is a Cat:

Subaru Mikazuki, an introvert writer with social anxiety, adopts a stray cat after a chance encounter. Together they both learn they are not as alone as each of them believed.

This slice of life anime is sooooo relatable, cute and funny. If you're looking for something that's low key and will make you feel all warm inside, than this is the show you should start with.

Here are some honorable mention animes to also consider: Toradora, ReLife, Princess Jellyfish (I just love this show and think everyone should watch it), Black Butler (if you're willing to sort out the correct viewing order it can be worth it), the classic Avatar: The Last Airbender (yeah, yeah, yeah is it anime or isn't, doesn't matter it's a great gateway) and Kakuriyo- Bed and Breakfast for Spirits

So here are some of my top favorite anime for beginners recommendations. A nice mix of classic standards and a few newer shows that really show off specific genres. These are just my opinions, I'm sure there are many other animes that should probably make this list. As always, if anyone wants to add to this list or make some different suggestions please feel welcome to add your own favorites in the comments or as a reblog. Thank you Nonny for the ask and I hope you find this list helpful.

[kaminarisimp9000]

movie night

A/N: bruh the movie night trope is my f a v o r i t e and it’s 100% because ahem netflix and chill has caught me off guard one too many times. n e ways i barely know how to use this website nd this is the first post on the Blog and i totally did not write this because this concept is living rent free in my mind so i hope you enjoy??

pairing: bakugou x female!reader

word count: 2.2k

warnings: strong language

summary: You get really cold during the Weekly Class 1-A Movie Night™ due to your quirk and it’s up to Bakugou to warm you up

You rushed down to the common room, arms full of snacks, taking care so as not to spill anything. A smile bloomed across your face as you took in the scene before you. The common room was a mess of blankets, sleeping bags, couches and the like, as the students of Class 1-A worked together to set up today’s movie night. These movie nights had been born out of a collective need to relieve stress, and by now, had sort of become a weekly thing that you looked forward to. Your smile only grew wider as you realized that today, even Big Bad Bakugou had shut his mouth for once, opting to actually cooperate with his fellow students. 

Bakugou. 

You couldn’t ignore the subtle heat that rose to your cheeks as your thoughts lingered on your best friend for just a beat longer than necessary, when you were abruptly shaken out of your second of stupor. 

“Sweet! Y/N’s got the snacks!” Kaminari yelled, as he plopped down on one of the couches, ready to begin this week’s installment of Class 1-A’s Movie Nights™.

“Hell yeah I do. You’d better help me set this up, though, unless you’re not getting any!” You retorted. 

Kaminari waved you off with an alright, alright and headed towards the kitchen to find some bowls, while Tsuyu and Midoriya helped you set everything down. A few moments later, you were all but surrounded by an array of colorful bowls filled with all sorts of movie-appropriate treats.

Satisfied with your hard work, you scanned the common room for any available seats, letting out a chuckle as you realized that the only empty one was that which was next to your probably half-pomeranian half-human friend. 

(There was actually another space empty, but it was next to Mineta, so we’re not going to talk about that for obvious reasons.)

“Scoot over, Katsuki, I’m gonna sit here”

“Fuck off, Y/N,” Bakugou replied, moving to the side nevertheless.

“You wish,” you mused, gently sitting down next to him, “So, what’re we watching today?”

“As if I care.”

“Ugh, would you stop being so emo for once and answer the question?”

“Fuck, I dunno, it’s some shit about a cooking rat, or something.” 

“Was it that hard to say Ratatouille? I swear to god, Katsuki, you’re so fucking difficult sometimes.”

“I’d wager the poor boy just doesn’t know how to pronounce Ratatouille, Y/N ☆,” Aoyama interrupted from across the room.

You let out a laugh, “You’re probably right, Aoyama. The boy’s ~uncultured~.” 

Your relationship with Bakugou was comfortable to say the least. Sure, you did have a tiny crush on him, but above that, he was one of your best friends at UA. It’s anyone’s best guess as to how that even happened in the first place, with the boy’s hostility shining through in his ever-present frown, but here you are. Perhaps it’s because you were one of the only ones in the class who could actually put up with his less-than-desirable behavior, or because of the numerous times you practically begged him to spar with you (to which he gave in after a full month of persistence). You didn’t really have much of a crush on him in the beginning, but as time passed, and as the two of you grew closer, you felt your heart beat that much louder for him with every frown he sent your way. 

Sometimes, when you looked at him, you even felt breathless. 

But now was not one of those times. Hell, you were too distracted by the movie to give too much thought to the fact that you wanted Katsuki Bakugou to pin you against the wall of your dorm and kiss the living daylights out of you. Yes, you liked Bakugou, but you loved Ratatouille. 

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Your Ratatouille-induced bliss was fairly short-lived, though, for midway through the movie, you began to feel a bit chilly. Moving your arms to hug your sides, you tried to ignore it, but you knew where this was headed. Your quirk, Body Heat, converts your temperature into pure energy, which does make you quite powerful in the training arena, but also requires a great deal of cooldown time for your body to reset to its natural state. This usually happens quite painlessly, but sometimes, especially when you’ve overused your quirk, your temperature severely drops, as your body attempts to regenerate what it has lost. 

In other words, if you didn’t find a source of heat soon, you would be shivering as if there were no tomorrow. 

As your body began to shake, you searched the room for Todoroki, who usually helped you when you were like this, using his left side to warm you up until you were a functioning human again. You found him rather quickly, only to see that his eyes were closed, chest gently rising and falling through a peaceful slumber. 

Of course he’s fucking asleep, you thought to yourself, shivers intensifying, I’m so stupid! It would have taken me literally two seconds to grab a few blankets and now I can barely fucking move I’m shivering so bad. 

Reluctantly, you resigned yourself to this fate, deciding that you would just let your body do what it needed to do to regain your natural energy, and bear through the cold, when you felt a sudden shift to your side. 

Through your peripheral vision, you saw that Bakugou had gotten up and had started walking away. 

Probably cause I’m shaking so violently, you thought, rolling your eyes as much as you could, Can’t blame him, though, even I’d be annoyed. 

He returned quickly, though, throwing a plush blanket over your curled-up form. 

“Stop fucking shivering,” he whispered angrily.

“S-hut t-t-the fuck up you b-bitch, y-you know it's b-because of my quirk” You replied, with great difficulty.

“Where’s that half-n-half bastard? Isn’t he the one who gets rid of this shit for you.” 

“He's s-sleeping r-right n-ow—stop! d-don't wake him up h-he's probably t-t-t-ired.”

“Jesus Christ you can’t even fucking talk, can you,” Bakugou deadpanned. 

You shook your head as vigorously as you could, the blanket doing little in the way of warming you up. 

“It’s-it’s fine, ‘T-Tsuki, this’ll b-be o-o-over soon.” 

“Yeah, but it’s damn annoying.” 

“Then d-do something ab-b-bout it! I d-d-don’t know wh-what to t-t-tell you, I literally c-can’t m-move!” you snapped. 

Letting out an exasperated sigh, Bakugou maneuvered himself until he was under the blanket that currently surrounded your shivering body, pulling you into his lap so that you were facing him, your cheeks growing hot in response to your compromising position. 

“K-Katsuki—”

“Shut your mouth.” 

You obliged, as he brought his hands up to your face, palms glowing orange as he carefully activated his quirk just enough to warm them up, but not enough to create an explosion. He figured that your inability to talk was currently the most annoying thing about you, so he decided to stop the incessant chattering of your teeth first. 

Meanwhile, you were, for lack of better wording, dying on the inside. You knew Bakugou was hot, but shit, you’ve never seen him like this before! Were his eyes always that fucking beautiful when he concentrated? Was his skin always this smooth? Did his nose always look that kissable? 

As you began to regain feeling in your face, you really hoped that Bakugo couldn’t sense your heartbeat running at a million miles per hour, as his hands left your cheeks to run down your arms. 

“Thank you for this, Katsuki, you really didn’t have to,” you sigh, basking in your newfound warmth, letting your head fall onto his shoulder.

“Tch,” Bakugo grunted, as his hands softly grasped yours, lingering until their natural warmth returned. 

You stretched your arms out, enveloping your friend in a tight hug, suddenly feeling a wave of tiredness wash over your body. 

“Yeah~~ I can finally use my hands again~~ What would I do without you, Kacchan?” you giggled, as his cheeks grew red in response to the cutesy nickname. 

His hands moved down to grip your thighs as he warmed your legs up, while you settled your head into the crook of his neck, cuddling into his warmth as you finally let sleep consume you.

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On the other side of the room, Kaminari’s eyes were glued to the television screen, thinking about how Remy was able to control Linguini’s cooking so accurately with a few simple tugs to the hair.

I mean, maybe that’s just his quirk, but like—does this mean that he has a hair pulling kink? Imagine your girlfriend having to marionette you in the bedroom. Would that be embarrassing? Would any of the girls be down to try it? he wondered. 

He reached into his lap to retrieve a piece of popcorn, sulking when his hand hit the bottom of the empty bowl. Sighing, he tore his eyes away from the screen, reaching for a refill, only to freeze at the sight in front of him.

“Yooooo, what goes on” Kaminari whisper-screamed, elbowing Mina in the side, gesturing towards you and Bakugou. 

“No. Fucking. Way.” Mina replied, mouth agape, “Are you kidding?! They’re so cute!!” 

“Damn. Would have never thought. Like?! I knew they were friends but I didn’t think Kacchan could pull a girlfriend!” 

“Are they actually dating though?! I’ve never heard Y/N talk about him like that even once! When did this happen?” 

“I don’t fucking know and I don’t fucking care. I swear to god I’m never gonna let him hear the end of it.” 

“Can y’all pipe down? I’m trying to watch the movie here,” Jirou whispered, annoyance written all over her face.

“No I cannot pipe down Jirou, just look over there and tell me you aren’t shook,” Kaminari fired back. 

“Holy fuck.”

“Right!!!”

Eventually, Kaminari’s whispering spread around to the entire class, as they, one by one, turned to take in the events that had unfolded right underneath their noses. Even Todoroki had awoken from his sleep to gawk at the both of you.

“Awww, they’re so adorable,” Uraraka squealed.

“They really are quite cute,” Momo remarked.

“Honestly, I wouldn’t have seen this coming. I had no idea the two of them had feelings for each other,” Midoriya wondered. 

With every passing line from his classmates, Bakugo could feel himself getting angrier and angrier. 

What the fuck do these damn extras think they’re doing? Shut the fuck up and watch the movie!! Bakugou thought, blood boiling.

“Y’know, Bakugou, I didn’t think you of all people would know how to treat a woman right,” Tsuyu chimed in. 

That’s it, Bakugou got up violently, This fucking ends here. 

Being careful not to drop you, Bakugou shifted you onto one arm, as he picked up the blanket that was once covering you both with the other. He headed out into the hallway, pressing the button to call the elevator, and brought you up to the fourth floor. 

He pulled out his keycard as he reached the end of the hallway, stopping in front of the door to his room for a moment as he unlocked it. Pushing the door open, Bakugou made his way over to his bed, and set you down gently.

Or, at least he tried to.

As he lowered your unconscious body to his soft, black sheets, you let out a quiet groan, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck, making it clear that whatever happened, you weren’t going to let go.

Fucking great.

He shook you, trying to wake you up, but to no avail. The most he could get out of you was a soft Kacchan, let me sleep, as you snuggled impossibly closer into him. Sighing, Bakugou defeatedly peeled back his comforter, sliding both of your intertwined bodies under his sheets, tucking both of you in to the best of his abilities. 

As his head hit his pillow, he couldn’t help but stare at your soft features as they were illuminated by the moonlight streaming in through his window. He couldn’t help but admire the way your long eyelashes fluttered over your cheeks with every breath, the way your H/C hair seemed to perfectly frame your face, the way your lips…

The way your lips looked so damn kissable. 

Bakugou didn’t want to admit it to himself, but, as he lay there, eyes drinking in your every feature, he could feel himself falling harder and harder for you. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close, synchronizing his breaths with yours, until he too fell into a deep slumber. 

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You awoke gently, groaning in response to the sunlight hitting your face. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you attempted to sit up.

Huh? you thought, I can’t get up. 

You opened your eyes, and immediately realized that something was wrong. The walls, the ceiling, the window, they looked unfamiliar to you. This was not your room. Looking around, you noticed some neatly organized school books on the desk, black t-shirts on the back of the chair, All Might figurines, and—wait, was that shoujo manga on the nightstand? You suddenly notice an arm wrapped around your torso, possibly the reason why your efforts to sit up failed earlier.

And then you realized that that arm was connected to a very certain spiky-haired blond. Who happened to be your best friend and your crush. And who was currently holding you in a death grip. With his face very close to yours.

You felt your cheeks burning up. 

holyfuckholyfuckholyfuck

[unfortunatelyilikebnha]

I say the sports festival arc is my favorite but in reality we all know that just means “‘it’s your quirk not his!’/‘it’s your power Todoroki!’ lives in my head rent free” I don’t even necessarily like the other parts that much.

I mean don’t get me wrong the other Midoriya-centric parts? Love those. Him strategizing his way to first place in the first round without ever using his quirk? So fucking cool I’m proud so proud of him. Him in the second round choosing his team, specifically picking some people and having some people come to him and then figuring out the most effective way to use all their skills (and Iida having his moment to shine on Todoroki’s team)?! Incredible thank you. Midoriya inspiring so many characters to do their best to beat him including Iida, Uraraka, and Todoroki?! Amazing 10/10. Him fighting Shinsou and sympathizing with him but being unable to reveal he understood how he felt and the fact that what provoked Midoriya to get brainwashed wasn’t an insult about him but one about his classmate/friend? Super interesting (though how he broke out of Shinsou’s control was weird & kinda unsatisfying & confusing but whatever I wanted him to win sorry Shinsou)!!!

But like,,, if it’s not about Midoriya, chances are I didn’t like that part of the arc (and I swear this isn’t just me being a Midoriya stan, the parts that didn’t involve Midoriya were just generally disappointing to me) like,,, Midnight???? She’s “the R rated heroine”, who decided it was a good idea for her to work at a school for children? She made a comment that a student’s decision “turned her on” like wtf they’re 15 that’s nasty and illegal? Why can’t Horikoshi write female characters right wtf. I don’t have a problem with her being sexual but her being sexual in an environment with kids and especially towards the kids is gross af!! Even if her comments are just part of her hero persona (which is something I’ve seen people argue), that’s not acceptable in an environment where there are children and she needs to be replaced (also not relevant but her costume is ugly af and horikoshi apparently doesn’t know how boobs work).

The fact that class 1B actually had a really good plan and effectively used their teamwork skills was really cool but of course since they decided to go against Bakugou, they had to fail despite their extensive pre planning. Yes I know that Bakugou is really strong and super determined, but Monoma had figured out almost to the exact number how many students would make it to the next round and analyzed 1A’s quirks and specifically chose his team to be the most effective so I think it would be so interesting if they could’ve made it to the next round (and I’m not even saying Bakugou shouldn’t have made it to the next round, there’s four spots available. Could’ve had him run into Shinsou during the cavalry battle which I think would actually be super interesting considering how easily provoked he is, and if he won against Shinsou it would’ve been interesting to see him go against Monoma in the tournament, if he didn’t win against Shinsou he would’ve gotten the learning experience of actually losing and realizing he can’t just assume he’s better than everyone and can automatically beat them).

Also the Bakugou vs. Uraraka fight? She should’ve won. Bakugou had been using his quirk a LOT throughout the sports festival and he SUPPOSEDLY gets backlash on his hands when he uses his quirk too much. Uraraka was smart and had a solid strategy, one that nobody predicted, and she utilized a LOT of rubble, yet Bakugou, after using his quirk numerous times to explode her, was apparently able to summon a giant explosion which he seemingly received no backlash for at the time. It just doesn’t seem right, and I personally think it would’ve been much more interesting for Bakugou “I’m gonna win” Katsuki to suffer an actual loss & start to realize that he can’t just look down on everybody and assume he’s better than them. Also I hate that people use this fight to be like “omg feminist king Bakugou!” as if he didn’t 1) change his entire fighting strategy (mostly staying on the defensive, only exploding when Uraraka got near, letting her rush him vs. his usual charging at other people, explosions blazing) for his fight with Uraraka, something he didn’t do for any of his male opponents, and 2) assume Midoriya gave her her strategy, not that she was smart enough to come up with it herself.

While we’re talking about unsatisfying fights involving girls, the whole last part of the sports festival deserves a mention. Yeah Shiozaki and Ashido easily got through round one, but then they were pretty much immediately picked off after that so what’s the point? Shiozaki beat Kaminari easily, but then was pushed out of the ring by Iida (no hate to Iida, love him & he deserved his third place win, but it just seemed a bit too easy for him to beat an opponent who had almost effortlessly beaten Kaminari the round before). Ashido won against Aoyama, but similar to Shiozaki, Tokoyami beats her easily. Momo, who up to this point had been pretty confident and sure of herself and her abilities, and had been shown to be pretty adept at using her quirk and thinking on the spot, was suddenly overcome with self doubt and was beaten by Tokoyami in the first round in like 8 seconds like wtf. Mei, who it would’ve been interesting to see what she did if she advanced in the tournament, voluntarily stepped down in the first round because she was only interested in showing off her support items. I know the series isn’t focused on the girls but seriously none of them made it past the second round of the tournament (not to mention the fact that way fewer of them qualified for the third round than the boys)?

Since I’m talking about the girls in conjunction with the sports festival, I feel like I’ve got to briefly mention the cheerleading outfit scene, which I obviously hate for multiple reasons (m*neta being gross, kaminari going along with m*neta despite the fact that he’s actually FRIENDS with the girls and in doing so he is betraying their trust - I could write a whole separate post about kaminari and why he interests and frustrates me but in not gonna do that here cause this post is already too fucking long -, some of the girls being uncomfortable in the outfits, especially after realizing they’d been tricked, etc) but I feel like those r obvious problems so I’m not gonna spend time unpacking that cause it’ll just make me angry. Neways.

The Bakugou vs. Tokoyami fight was kinda disappointing in that he had been such a tough opponent for the girls but is easily defeated by Bakugou (and yeah I know it’s cause Bakugou’s quirk was a bad matchup for Tokoyami but how convenient it was that Bakugou’s quirk just HAPPENED to be Tokoyami’s one weakness (and how come Dark Shadow was that strong earlier, it was really bright out and he even fended off Bakugou, explosions and all? But I digress)).

In the Bakugou vs. Todoroki fight I don’t necessarily disagree with Bakugou winning since it made sense for Todoroki to use only half of his power bc you don’t magically get through trauma in a day (although tbh I think if Todoroki was completely on his game and not distracted trying to start processing the fact that his fire is his he could’ve won against Bakugou, fire or no fire, BECAUSE they’ve both been using their quirks all day, BUT while Bakugou’s quirk had a physical drawback that should’ve weakened him, aka the aforementioned joint pain or w/e - and reminder that Bakugou used his quirk a LOT in the first and second tests, as well as a LOT against Uraraka, and a LOT/for a long time against Kirishima and some against Dark Shadow, so even with resting periods in between matches, unless he got healed by recovery girl which I find unlikely both because I think he would’ve seen it as an insult implying he couldn’t win in his current state and because UA and recovery girl both have a concerning attitude towards healing children, his hands should be in a LOT of pain and he should be over his limit - whereas Todoroki, while also having used his quirk a lot, had the advantage that the drawbacks of his quirk cancel each other out, and even if he wasn’t using his fire DURING matches, he obviously used it some in between - for example, to melt sero out - so he doesn’t have lasting drawbacks in the same way that Bakugou does, AND he trained for 10 years with the number 2 hero, which while end//vor is an absolutely awful person he’s obviously good at fighting meanwhile Bakugou’s only “training” that we know of prior to UA was using his quirk to bully people and even if he HAD trained I don’t think his training would match end//vor’s training so yeah that was a really fucking long winded way of saying I think Todoroki would win if he wasn’t distracted) and it made sense for Bakugou to not think of his win as a win because Todoroki wasn’t trying his best (and had brought out his full power against MIDORIYA, who Bakugou hates).

That being said I obviously have problems with how Bakugou treated Todoroki cause like,,, what the fuck he overheard him telling Midoriya about his trauma and then was a complete and absolute dick about it. Granted Midoriya didn’t handle it quite right either, but he was mostly doing it to help Todoroki rather than prove himself by beating him (don’t get me wrong Midoriya absolutely wanted to win, but once he found out Todoroki’s story he deemed helping Todoroki was more important than winning whereas Bakugou’s first priority was obviously still proving himself) so I still don’t really like that fight (and another thing: it’s really hard to watch Bakugou be so aggressive towards Todoroki after he decides not to use his fire like ik he’s mad bc he thinks Todoroki insulted him by not trying his hardest but that’s uhh none of his fucking business he even fucking KNOWS why Todoroki has such hang ups about using his fire and still!! Registers it as an insult!! He’s smart he should be able to see that some of the reason Todoroki used fire against Midoriya is Midoriya fucking SURPRISED HIM. Even if the people in the stands/watching the broadcast couldn’t hear what they were saying - I don’t remember if they could or not - it should’ve been obvious that Midoriya said SOMETHING that impacted Todoroki enough to get him to use his fire. Bakugou’s approach of yelling at him about it obviously wasn’t gonna work like it worked for Midoriya because Todoroki had already been thrown off too much by Midoriya and hadn’t had time to process it, and nothing that Bakugou said to him was a new emotional revelation. Todoroki himself later states the reason he used the fire at all in the Midoriya fight was that he forgot all about end//vor) and anyways I think the final shoudve been Todoroki vs. Uraraka.

Finally, though I’m obviously not a Bakugou stan, the fact that they fucking muzzled and restrained him just so they could force him to accept a medal he didn’t want? That’s fucked up like I know UA does a really bad job of caring for its students but who thought that was a good idea. Who?!?! It’s probably pretty fucking traumatizing to be muzzled like an animal in front of a crowd of LITERALLY MILLIONS OF PEOPLE and have that played off as a joke, not to mention the fact that I seriously doubt being restrained is a good experience for him after the sludge villain. If he doesn’t want the medal he doesn’t want the damn medal, either give the gold to Todoroki and the silver and bronze to Iida and Tokoyami or just don’t hand out the gold medal your ceremony isn’t more important than the well-being of your students!

(Also while I’m talking about the well being of UA students uhh why the fuck did UA think HAVING the sports festival was a good idea in the first place? They hype it up so much that students are willing to seriously injure themselves over a fucking sporting event in the name of “plus ultra”, not to even mention the fact that it SHOWCASES THE QUIRKS AND BY DESIGN DISPLAYS THE WEAKNESSES OF THESE STUDENTS WHO ARE TRAINING TO BE HEROES WHICH IS A HIGHLY DANGEROUS JOB ON LIVE FUCKING TELEVISION SO THAT ANYONE COULD EXPLOIT THEM - something literally every other school takes advantage of at the provisional license exams! Like,, literally Who thought this was a good idea???)

In conclusion, I hate love hate the sports festival arc and the writing really annoys me

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[Edited: 11-18-19]

"Hey! That's pretty good!" "Wha-! No one asked you!" I've got myself just a little bit of love. That I wanna spend on you. But baby, I'll never get that chance. To dance that romance with you. Oh, No, cause. You're always hitting. And kicking. And putting me down. I hope you don't mean what you say. But I keep seeing you stickin' around. Like you/I can't get enough. So I stay and I wonder. How my hand would feel. Intertwined with yours. As of now though. "What are you doing?" Nothing but closed doors. My girl's a Dere. A Tsun-Tsundere. Just saying hi gets me a punch in the face. And if I should compliment her, she starts to chase. 

Shoto Todoroki sat with you on the grounds of UA. You liked to sit outside for your lunch period and draw. Shoto was allowed to sit next to you on the condition he didn't talk or bother you.  

You were mean to Shoto, so why did you make his heart flutter? It was stupid, but he liked talking to you. He liked complimenting you even though he knew you would just hit on him or yell at him. He liked having your attention, whether you were nice or mean. 

“That's really good.”

“Shut up. Did I ask you?”

Shoto stands up from the ground and ruffles your hair as you glare at him.

“Learn to take a compliment.”

“Just go away before I punch you.”

Shoto walks away knowing you would punch him. Shoto knew he could be closed off and hard to get to know, but he was seriously trying to gain your trust. He was hoping you would warm up to him but nothing seemed to be working and it made him feel quite unlovable. 

But today, instead of punching him you gave him a warning instead. That's progress, right?

"Hey! That was a direct attack!" Oh, no! The wild cat found my hiding place! "Stupid Octopus! Take it back!" "So, uh, how am I an octopus?" "How am I a cat!?" "Well-uh. Cats are cute!" "Go away!" Can we get along? You're so headstrong. There's no way, go away, now so long! Just talk to me and you will see. That's not fair, using flair you dummy. I've got myself just a little bit of love. That I wanna spend on NOT you. Cuz baby, I'm afraid you'll say. That it's not okay with you. Oh, Oh, cuz. You're always laughing. And joking. You look like a clown. But I hope you mean what you say. "I do." And I wonder what you would think. If I let my pride down, let it sink. 

You frowned as you walked down the halls of UA and made your way towards your dorm room. It was a shitty day. You just wanted to lay down in your bed and sleep. 

Classes were hectic today. A hero, Enji Todoroki, Shoto’s father, came and watched your classes for the day. He wanted to view Shotos progress as a hero. As a result, Shoto was with him practically the whole day.

You barely got to talk to Shoto today. When you did talk to him, he was really cold towards you. You couldn't help but feel he was cold because you’re always mean to him. Technically speaking, if he hated you it was fair. You are mean to him. He just didn't understand. You had a hard time expressing your feelings.

As you walked down yet another hall you overheard people talking. Your inner spy got the better of you and you just had to eavesdrop. You followed the voices to an empty classroom. The closer you got, you discovered it was Shoto and his father. 

“I’m trying. I'm improving.”

“You call that improving? I should take you out of this school and teach you myself.”

“You can't!”

SMACK!

“Don't talk back to me boy.”

“I’m sorry, father. Please let me continue my schooling here.”

“You better improve by next semester, or else I'm pulling you.”

You hear heavy footsteps come to the door and you rummage through your bag to make it look like you weren't just eavesdropping.

“Out of my way.” 

Enji brushes right past you, pushing you slightly to the side. How rude, you didn't want his filthy hands on you. 

You hesitantly make your way into the classroom. Shoto was leaning against the teacher's desk, hand rubbing his red cheek. 

“I’m not in the mood for whatever you have to say.” 

It made sense now. It made sense why he was so cold today. If you had known his father treated him like this, you wouldn't have treated him as harsh as you do. Not that you try to be harsh, your conversations just ended like that. 

“I- um... Your father shouldn't have done that.” 

“I don't know what you're talking about.”

You walked over to him and put your hand over the hand that was covering his red cheek. He slightly flinched and guilt-filled your body out of fear you unintentionally hurt him.

“You're great Shoto. Just because you lost a spar against Bakugo doesn't mean shit.” 

“Thanks.” 

You remove your hand and leave the classroom with a small smile on your face. You hadn't ever spoken that nice to him before. You were making progress. 

Could we hold hands, kiss? Live our lives in gentle bliss? "We could." "Ah! I'm not talking about you!" You're not my Prince in this. I'm not a Dere. A Tsun-Tsundere. I have a jello heart, I'm not that mean! I'm not blushing, I was just rushing and forgot the sunscreen! "Your smile is really cute, though." You'll never see it from underneath my pigtails! "Alright. I just wanted to let you know." "Uh-um hey..." "Are you okay?" "Yeah well..." Hey, hey are you free-free today? Oh ho ho. Why do you want to know? It's not like I like you okay! Alright cool, where do you want to go? We could rent a boat and sail. Find a bunny and feed it some juicy kale. "No that sounds really stupid."

You were in the girl's bathroom when Mina Ashido and Toru Hagakure cornered you and bombarded you with questions. 

“What's your deal with Shoto?”

“What do you mean?” 

“We mean do you like him?” 

You scoff and squeeze past them.

“I don't know what you're talking about.”

You walk out of the bathroom to which Mina and Toru just follow you.

“We can see you clearly like him. You're mean to him but you always stare at him. You also don't have a logical reason to hate him.”

“You can tell us. Were all girls here, we wouldn't tell anyone.”

You bite your lip and contemplate telling them. You were closer to them out of anyone else in the class and you were all girls. This was a safe space. You slower you’re walking pace so you can walk beside them. 

“I- I love him... I just don't know how to say that to him. I always panic when I'm around him and then the first thing that comes to my mind is to say something mean. I just can’t deal with confrontations.” 

“Maybe write your feelings in a letter?” 

“Yeah. You could leave it in his bag, or put it in his desk.”

“And risk him rejecting me? No thanks... He probably hates me from the way I've been acting anyway.” 

You should have been paying more attention. You should have thought over telling Mina and Toru. Or at least told them in your dorm away from the public ears. Shoto was standing behind you a few feet away.

“[Y/N]... You love me?”

“I... I wasn't talking about you, you dork!” 

I was. I love you so much. 

“If you weren't talking about me then who were you talking about? I’m the only one you’re mean too.” 

“Katsuki. I was talking about Katsuki.”

I wasn't. I was talking about you.

“You love... Katsuki? Angry, swearing Katsuki?” 

“Yeah. Love him. The world doesn't revolve around you Shoto.”

I love him like a brother!

With a frown on his face, Shoto grIps his bag hard and turns around to walk away. 

“You suit each other. I hope he makes you happy.” 

We suit each other because we share the same fucking genes.

Okay well, how about a classy dinner by candlelight. Or scary stories til midnight. So then I could hold you tight. Ba da ba da ba. "And get Cheeto crumbs on me?! No Way!" Ooookay I think you're a little dense. I really don't like all of this talk. You have in the present tense. Baba da ba da. So listen here, buddy. It's all just a big fantasy. You see inside of your head! No! So just say goodbye! "Eh-whatever." Baba da ba da! I'm not a Dere. A Tsun-Tsundere. (My girl's a Dere a Tsun-Tsundere.) Hey! I can kick your butt even in this dress! UH! I digress! So let's just go to the park I guess. "Pffffft You wouldn't even know what to bring." Oh, come on, will you please just say yes! "Geez Fine. Baka Tako. It's not like I'll enjoy it or anything."

Shoto sighed as he lost to Deku again. They were playing games in Shoto’s dorm, but he wasn't focusing on the game. His mind kept going to you. He thought for sure you liked him, but now he felt like a fool.

You liked Katsuki. Of course, you did. Katsuki was good looking and strong, he could appease you in ways Shoto could not. It made sense. He saw you guys bickering a lot, you both had a colorful tongue and before the dorms, Katsuki and you would walk home together. You would make a cute couple.

Shoto felt inferior and worthless. 

“You're practically letting me win. What's bothering you?”

“I thought [Y/N] liked me.” 

“She does.”

“She doesn't. She told me he loved Katsuki.”

Deku gives out a little chuckle. 

“Yeah, like a brother.”

“No. Like a lover, she said so herself.” 

“Shoto. [Y/N] is Katsuki’s sister.”

Shoto stands up from the couch, shocked and bewildered. 

“Wait, so she lied to me?”

Shoto smiles and takes off down the hallway towards your dorm room. He rapidly knocks on your door, too impatient to wait for you to open it. 

“Shoto?” 

Shoto grabs your shoulders and presses his lips against yours. After noticing you don't pull away, he deepens the kiss. 

“What did you do that for?”

“I know you have a hard time expressing your feelings, so I’ll confess mine instead. I love you. I love you even when you threaten to punch me for calling you cute.”

“Even when I call you stupid.” 

“Especially then.” 

A blush adjourns your face and you anxiously bite your lip. 

“Are you free tomorrow night?”

“For you, I'm always free.”  

[stellar-imagines]

Relationship Scramble/Bakugou Katsuki

[ Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia ] [ Pairing: Pro Hero! Bakugou/College Student!Reader ]

Summary

「 After graduating from UA, everyone went off to pursue their dream of becoming a hero. Bakugou was no different, working as a Pro Hero like everyone else. He had finally saved enough money to move out of his house and into an apartment of his own. He knew that he will enjoy the solitude of living in a vast apartment on his own. And he didn’t expect a flatmate.」

"I'm under your care from today onwards!"

Bakugou's eyebrow twitched in annoyance when he saw you standing in front of his door. He took a moment to study your features. Sparkly, glimmering and radiant [Eye Color] eyes that matched with your [Hair Color] hair. Due to the cold weather, you were bundled up with the warmest clothes. A cream turtleneck beneath a black jacket, a skirt, leggings and a pair of winter boots were your outfit for today. You were holding onto a pair of gloves as you gaze up at the taller male with a hopeful expression. The ash blonde was rather annoyed with that look on his face. He had bought this apartment because he wanted to live alone and here you were, standing in front of his door with two suitcases by your side. Behind you came Kirishima who was grinning widely while waving cheerfully at the ash blonde. He instantly knew that the red head was behind this whole thing. Bakugou could only glare at the presumably mastermind and the reason for your sudden appearance in front of his apartment. The two guests were then guided into the apartment. It had been a week since Bakugou moved into his new apartment so there was barely anything.

Minutes after, you, Kirishima and Bakugou were seen sitting on the couch. The red haired hero had briefly explained everything and the whole thing, Bakugou had this 'Are you fucking serious?' look on his face. It was written all over the face that the blonde didn't like the sound of whatever Kirishima had said. How could Kirishima just decide things without even telling him about it? Although that annoyed him to no end, he had something else to be annoyed with―the fact that he was told to look after you.

"Come on bro! It won't be so bad! We're all just a little bit worried because she can be a little bit loud and unreliable at times but she's a nice girl! I can guarantee that."

"I don't care if she's nice or not. Just when I saved up enough money to move out too. I bought this damn apartment so I can be fucking free from that shitty old hag and all that stupid house rules....." the blonde replied in a low grumble.

Kirishima continued to talk Bakugou into letting you stay with him as a flatmate while you sat awkwardly beside the red haired male. You were a college student who's going to study at Tokyo, majoring in culinary. With your parents living far away from Tokyo, you had to rent an apartment somewhere near your college. It was difficult to find a 1LDK apartment for you since most apartment buildings come with multiple rooms. You had been searching for a place to live in for a while now and your former neighbor Kirishima had suggested you to live together with someone and split the rent instead. He even went as far as to search one for you, which really helped you. 'However, I didn't expect this person to be someone that Kirishima-kun is friends with. The guy has a bad temper and Kirishima-kun is such a nice person.....' you thought to yourself, glancing at the ash blonde a few times.

"Fine. That Shitty Girl can stay." he reluctantly groaned, pinching the spot between his eyebrows. Your whole face lit up, elated by the news. Bakugou flinched a little when you stared at him like he was some sort of God you would worship until the day you die. His insults just went over your head which surprised him a little. 

"Thank you so much!" you smiled brightly, unable to contain your excitement. Kirishima beamed brightly at you, grabbing your hands and shaking them.

"Hear that, [Last Name]!? You have a place to live! Your parents don't have to worry about a thing."

"Go unpack your shit. And you! I have some business with you!" Bakugo turned his gaze towards Kirishima.

"Yes Sir!" Kirishima saluted sloppily. 

You began dragging your suitcase to the room you have been assigned to. It was average in size, not to big but not to small either. The wardrobe was quite large and you were sure that there will still be more space for new clothes. Unpacking didn't take a long time for you didn't bring that much things with you. All yours clothes were neatly placed inside the wardrobe while you placed your laptop atop the table. Once you finished unpacking, you cleaned the room and put the sheets on your bed. An hour or so had passed since you unpacked and now you were laying on your new bed in an unfamiliar place. You stretched your limbs, satisfied with your work. The bed was comfy and you were sure that you could just fall asleep right there. The sensation of the new bed on your back made you sigh blissfully. 

You slowly got up from your bed and decided to head to the kitchen for something to drink. Once you opened the door, you peeked out to see Bakugou ushering Kirishima out of the apartment. You continued to watch as Bakugou yelled profanities and forcefully pushed him out, leaving the two of you alone in the apartment. You revealed yourself from your room and walked to the living room, watching the blonde walk into the kitchen to grab a drink. Without Kirishima here, you weren't sure how you were supposed to communicate with Bakugou. Gathering your courage, you moved to the kitchen until you were in Bakugou's line of sight. The male put down his glass of water and looked at you with his usual scowl.

"What?"

"I'm [Last Name] [First Name]. I'll be under your care from today." you spoke loudly, bowing to show respect. Bakugou grunted in response and walked away. You mentally sighed, maybe you should've chosen another place instead of barging into someone's personal space.

"Bakugou Katsuki."

"Heh?"

"My name. What are you, stupid?" Bakugou scoffed. You narrowed your eyes at the taller male, lips pressed together in a tight frown. You knew he had an attitude and colorful language but to experience it firsthand was something. It wasn't easy containing the urge to snap back at him. You we're going to live with him for three whole years for Christ Sake! So you wanted to get along with him.

"I'm not stupid!" you replied.

Raising your head, you trudged back towards the direction of the living room to grab your stuff only to be stopped by Bakugou grabbing your collar. This managed to stop you from whatever you were doing. You pressed your lips together, mentally badmouthing Bakugou and telling him off about how he couldn't handle girls gently. Kirishima did warn you about his foul attitude but he did mention that Bakugou had mellowed out since the first time Kirishima met him. You couldn't help but wonder just how bad your flatmate was when he was younger. Shaking your head to get rid off the thoughts, you reached around your collar. You rubbed your neck and looked up, [Eye Color] eyes locking with his fiery red orbs. Bakugou pulled out some keys that were attached to an access card.

"What are you doing?" you groaned, wondering what was the reason behind his rough gesture.

"Here, keys for the front door and access card. Make sure you don't fucking lose it, squirt." he dropped it without warning, you quickly moved your hands and caught it before it could hit the ground.

"I'm not a squirt!" you huffed, reaching to smack the ash blonde. His reflexes made him catch your wrist and he leered down at you, obviously mocking your height difference.

"This says otherwise, squirt." Bakugou flicked your forehead with a smirk.

Today marks the day you moved in with Bakugou Katsuki and you had a feeling that getting along with him would prove to be a challenge.

Total: 1332 words Published: 06.04.2019

Super short because we ran out of ideas? But we just wanted to write a one shot like this It feels like we can continue from here but since it’s a one shot, it’s cut short like this! Once again, thank you for 300+ followers! ― author Lou

The plot is a little bit out of place and stuff. Sort of gives us a feeling that not much will like this though..... But we hope that it was god enough. Thanks for reading. ― author Natsuki

Please do not mind the grammar mistakes and typos.

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The nsfw is under the cut and even though I loved writing why they got all jealous, you don’t have to read it in order to enjoy the nsfw, just~~ saying~ (¬‿¬) oh and it... is long, so be prepared xD And now please enjoy~

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“Oh wow, I haven’t seen anything this pretty before.”, with sparkling eyes you watched as the young man before you unfolded his wings, the wind rustling through the gold and red gorgeousness that were his feathers. “May I touch them?” – “Of course, Dear, don’t be shy.” Carefully you caressed the wings sprouting from his back. “Wow, they are unexpectedly soft.” You and the stranger were giggling, he was obviously showing off and flirting with you and you were not dense, of course you knew he was flirting with you, but… it was fun.

Behind you, three guys that you treasured the most in this world were watching the scene. Bakugou was grinding his teeth, the vein on his neck twitching, his fists shaking. Todoroki frowned, his quirk playing with him as his body temperature was changing from hot to cold, since he was holding back to not attack and jump this man. And then there was Midoriya, standing in between those two, sweating and laughing awkwardly, scratching his cheek, his eyes however showed a different expression – jealousy, anger.

Just a few minutes ago the three of them were arguing where to go next on your date, since everyone wanted to do something else and you, being fed up with all their shenanigans, decided to ignore them and go on. You knew you were beautiful, luscious (h/c) hair, deep (e/c) eyes and smooth, soft (s/c) skin. Where you went, there would be eyes on you, so… you allowed yourself to have a little fun, answering the next best one who tried flirting and now here you were, flirting with this man, feeding his ego about how beautiful his quirk and wings were, ignoring the aura, that got darker and darker with every passing second, behind you.

Izuku was the first one to act, he went up to you, entwining his fingers with yours, pulling you away just a little. “Please stop flirting with my girlfriend.”, he stammered just a little, looking up to the taller man who almost busted out laughing. “Piss off, pipsqueak! Adults are having a nice conversation here.”, however, Bakugou and Todoroki also didn’t want to watch any longer and also because Bakugou didn’t want to lose to Deku, he was the first to show violence, yelling a “You bastard stop flirting with my girl!” his explosions going of as he was jumping at him. The man didn’t even understand what was going on, wasn’t that pipsqueak your boyfriend? And to make things even worse, Todoroki also wasn’t holding back, leaning down for a quick kiss on your cheek, almost burning it, making you think “Ah, he is pissed.”, before he stepped in front of you freezing his feet to the ground, so he couldn’t escape.

Before this could escalate any more, though, it was your turn to hold them back, “Okay, guys, please, calm down. Katsuki, don’t blow his face off, goddammit, and Shouto please let him go, too.” Todoroki was frowning deeply, or, others would say, he was pouting, did however as you wanted, letting him free again, Bakugou was a little harder to call back, so you turned to Izuku. “Izuku, could you please get him back here?” He was nodding, before using his quirk to quickly grab Bakugou, him screaming “Oi, Deku, let go you bastard, I am going to kill you!”, but Izuku brought him back to you, letting him go once he was standing in front of you again. Before Bakugou could run off again, you grabbed his wrist and immediately he was a little calmer.

“Shit! Those bastards are fucking crazy and what is with that fucking hoe, taking three dicks at the same time or what!? Fucking crazy bitch!”, and that’s it, you couldn’t hold them back any longer, if someone dared to talk about you like this, these three didn’t even now the word mercy. Now three heroes in training were attacking this poor man who could only try and fly away with his pretty wings, but we all know, Izuku had amazing jumping power, poor dude. Sigh.

When all four of you were finally at your small apartment you had rented, you were exhausted, dealing with three enraged teenage boys was seriously not easy, especially when you also kind of were a little at fault here, ahem.

Todoroki was the first to cling to you, he wrapped his arms around you before you could reach the living room, making you look up, looking at his heterochromatic eyes, you were already drowning in them. “Oi, don’t just cling to her like she is only yours, half and half bastard!” Bakugou was pushing him away, his own arm around your shoulders – it was not a tender touch. Shouto clicked his tongue while Izuku was gulping, scratching his cheek again. He didn’t want to fight again.

However, when Katsuki leaned down to whisper into your ear, you got chills, “So, Princess, I think you need a little punishment for what you have done, hm?” – “I don’t know what you mEAN!?”, you squeaked when he suddenly threw you over his shoulder walking into your small bedroom, Todoroki and Midoriya right behind you.

Bakugou threw you on the bed and without any hesitation he was undressing himself, Shouto and Izuku also stepping in. “I hate to admit it, but Bakugou is right, you did that on purpose, didn’t you, F/N?”, Shouto said, unbuttoning his shirt. “You were mean, F/N-chan…”, voice barely above a whisper Izuku didn’t care about undressing, but rather hopped onto the bed. “Wait, guys, you were the ones-, mh!”, he cut you off with his lips. You wanted to protest, but in the end, Izuku’s soft lips where keeping you too busy to complain so you just sighed, wrapping your arms around him, reciprocating his kiss. “Oi, Deku bastard. Go!”, Katsuki pushed him to the side, though it was not hard enough so Izuku had to actually break the kiss, making you smile a little, he wasn’t a complete ass after all.

Whilst Midoriya was kissing you senseless, your tongue in a heated battle of dominance, Bakugou was ripping your shirt apart, making you smack him on his shoulder, he definitely had to buy you a new one, however he didn’t even react to that, his hand reaching to touch your chest when suddenly, he touched a hand. “Ha?!”, looking down he saw Shouto, oh was that a little smirk on Todoroki’s lips? He was kneeling between your legs his hands, as soon as Bakugou ripped apart your shirt, cupping your breasts, squeezing them gently, making you moan softly. “Bastard.”, he growled. He grabbed Todoroki, changing their positions, so at least Bakugou could finally get his hands on you too, not even bother to open the button of your jeans skirt, but flipping it up and pulling your panties down.

Breaking away from Midoriya’s lips, you were panting, your eyes a little watery. “Izu, you also need to undress.” you whispered and not only a second later it was Shouto’s turn to make your head spin with his passionate kiss, both his hands massaging your chest, the bra on the ground – wait when did he do that? Oh whatever. His hands were cold, so it was no surprise when your nipples were almost painfully hard, his thumb and middle finger pinching it. Once Izuku was also only in shorts, he lowered his head, pushing one of Shouto’s hands away, because he wanted to feel you too, now cupping your breast, letting his teeth sink into the soft flesh, biting and licking at your hard nipple. You couldn’t help but moan loudly.

These boys played with your body as they wanted and when Katsuki grabbed your thighs, spreading them apart and pulling you further down he also could finally touch you and make you feel good. You gasped when his tongue flicked against your clit, your hips shaking you tried to stay still. Pushing two of his fingers into you, making you moan against Todoroki’s lips, the explosive boy between your legs flicked his tongue once again, your hips bucking this time, before teasing you with long, slow strokes of his tongue. A frustrated moan escaped your lips, whining a “Katsu~, don’t tease.” – “But weren’t you the one teasing us first, Baby, hm?”, you didn’t say anything to that, only grunting, whilst Todoroki made his way down your neck, marking you with his teeth.

Before the teasing could go on any longer, though, Katsuki didn’t want to wait either, so he finally started working his tongue at your throbbing clit, his fingers thrusting inside with just the right amount of force to make you moan in bliss, your hands burying inside Izuku’s and Shouto’s hair. Both were now sucking at your nipples and of course Shouto could not refrain from using his quirk on you, giving you goosebumps. However, you didn’t want to be the only one in pleasure, so your hands traveled down their body, not without scratching along their muscles, tweaking playfully at Izuku’s nipple, a cute little whimper escaping him, before you hooked your fingers into their shorts, pulling them down. Looking at both their hard-ons made you lick your lips, they were dripping with precum and the way the twitched, you wanted to touch them so badly.

Whilst Izuku made a really lewd noise out of pleasure when you wrapped your fingers around him and started playing with his precum leaking head, Shouto’s voice fell an octave, groaning your name in a tone that sent shivers down your spine when you also wrapped your fingers around him, squeezing and stroking him, making him all wet and slippery from his own precum. Suddenly you could hear an annoyed grunt, so you looked down between your legs.

Bakugou watched from below, you three were a moaning, whimpering mess and even though he enjoyed making you feel this good with his mouth, he couldn’t help but feel left out. You caught onto that immediately though and with a crooked smirked you tried your best to say seductively – which was very hard, because those two idiots were playing with your nipples very intensely and that idiot was still thrusting his fingers into you, so your voice was a little shaky – “Katsuki, please fill me up. Make me feel even better!”. It was all he needed, he ripped his short off, quickly trying to find his pants, rummaging around his pockets to fish out a condom, earning a “Really?” kind of look from you. “What? You never fucking know!”, was his only explanation, before he opened the condom with his teeth, putting it on and not even 5 seconds later he could finally push inside you, feeling your heated insides tightening around him. “Fuck, you feel so good, princess!”, he pressed out between gritted teeth, holding onto your thighs, his sweaty hands leaving red marks behind as very small explosions were going off, leaving a very good, prickling feeling behind.

You arched your back, finally being filled by your boyfriend felt way too good. Moaning lewdly and loudly you moaned out Bakugou’s name in pure bliss as he started to thrust with just the right amount of roughness into you, making your knees weak and your body all shaky. Though, you tried to compose yourself a little as you still had two boys to take care of, so you looked up at Izuku, whimpering his name as you squeezed his rock-hard member a little harder so he would understand, and he did. Signaling the other two boys too, you had a slight change of position, this time you were lying on your side, Shouto behind you, one arm underneath you, so he could reach your chest and nipple, the other hand traveling over your hips down to your wet core, his fingers now playing with your clit, pinching and using his quirk on you, while he couldn’t help but grind against your ass, moaning softly into your ear. Bakugou had one leg of you on his shoulder while he was ramming himself inside of you, leaving you a whimpering, moaning mess while you tried your hardest to concentrate on Izuku in front of you, sucking at his hard-on, taking in as much as you could without making it uncomfortable for you.

Katsuki was the first one to speed up, his own release creeping up behind him, making him lose his control. “Shit, Babe. I’m gonna cum.” Groaning, he clawed at your thighs, leaving crescent-shaped marks behind as you were reaching for his other hand, entwining your fingers with his, squeezing his hand. You were also so close to jumping off the cliff into the ocean of pleasure, you were sucking and licking in a very sloppy manner now, moaning, huffing and puffing trying to compose yourself, but it was all for nothing. The first to cum was Bakugou, his hips were uncontrollably shaking when he buried himself deep inside of you, trying to hold back the moans but failing at it. He also took you with him into the land of pure bliss, because not even a few seconds later with the way Todoroki played with your clit and Katsuki’s thrusts you also came, however not as quiet as your boyfriend, you were moaning loudly, pure bliss showing on your face and this was also enough for Izuku, his hands in your hair, cumming all over your chest whimpering and moaning your name.

Both boys and you were panting heavily, Izuku fell back on the bed, trying to catch his breath whilst Bakugou was also kneeling over you, trying to calm down again. The only one not being out of breath was Todoroki, so when he propped himself up on one elbow, looking at you, you could see his face – and it was beautiful. You could see how hard he tried to not just grab and pound into you, the way his heterochromatic eyes were clouded with lust, his bottom lip between his teeth, a few strands of hair sticking to his sweaty forehead – beautiful. You reached out to him, caressing his scar with your knuckles, before pushing back his sweaty bangs, grinning and he knew that it meant it was okay for him now.

Todoroki was quick to also fish after a condom you had in your nightstand, hastily putting it on, you also snatched a tissue wiping away the remains of cum from your chest and not even a minute later, Shouto wrapped his arms around you, his foot kicking Bakugou just hard enough so he would slip out of you and fall back on the bed, earning an “Oi, Bastard!”, but he didn’t care, he only looked at him, one eye covered by his hair, “Shut up and scram!”. Katsuki’s jaw was tense, but to your surprise he didn’t yell back at Shouto, he was fair enough to know that right now he had to shut up and suck it up.

Even though Shouto was gentler with you than Bakugou, he still had this passion inside him, so with your help, positioning him at your dripping entrance, he was quick to bury himself inside you, his teeth sinking into your shoulder the moment he felt your insides around him and again, the feeling of him inside you made you whimper, gripping the bed sheets tightly. So, whilst Todoroki held you from behind, thrusting mercilessly into you, Bakugou and Midoriya exchanged a quick glance, before they both were all over you again and you knew, you still had a long day ahead of you, but did you mind? Of fucking course not!