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HERO COSTUME

s.todoroki x support course student! reader

synopsis! Y/N, a support course student, is tasked with designing a costume for a student from the hero course. She nervously selects Todoroki, the student she secretly admires. As she works on the costume, Y/N's feelings grow, but she struggles to balance her admiration with the pressure of her assignment.

warnings! SMAU, fluff, 3rd year of UA!, slow burn, mature language, shoto is super dense, non-canon.

authornote! Hello everyone! I apologize for the lack of updates. I am going through a breakup right now, however i will try to get back to writing🤷‍♀️

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HERO COSTUME

s.todoroki x support course student!reader

synopsis! Y/N, a support course student, is tasked with designing a costume for a student from the hero course. She nervously selects Todoroki, the student she secretly admires. As she works on the costume, Y/N's feelings grow, but she struggles to balance her admiration with the pressure of her assignment.

warnings! SMAU, fluff, 3rd year of UA!, slow burn, mature language, shoto is super dense, non-canon.

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INCLUDES WRITTEN PARTS

Y/n couldn't believe her eyes as she looked at Shoto, sound asleep in front of her. His face was relaxed, his usual stern expression replaced by a peaceful, almost angelic expression. She couldn't help but notice just how handsome he was, even in his unconscious state.

She slowly lowered herself into a crouching position in front of him, studying his features closely. His mouth was slightly open, his breathing slow and calm, his muscular chest rising and falling with each breath.

She took the sit next to his still debating whether she should wake him up or let him rest, even if it was in this old, dusty classroom that looked more like a workshop.

He must have been tired, she figured. His training was different than hers, more demanding, more difficult. It required both skill and knowledge. She was merely a support character. There to boost those with better flashier abilities, quirks that were fit for battle.

But she was ok with that. She was ok knowing that her job was mediocre if that meant that he need her, that heroes need her support.

With a soft sigh, she decided to let him sleep for a bit longer, not wanting to disturb his peaceful slumber. She glanced around the old classroom, taking in the dusty and disused space.

But despite the dull surroundings, she found herself unable to focus on anything but him. She watched him sleep for a few moments longer, her eyes tracing over his face and his muscular physique.

His sleeping form had managed to tire her. She leaned back against the desk, her eyes growing heavy as well. The quiet, peaceful atmosphere of the old classroom seemed to lull her into a comfortable state of relaxation.

She felt her mind drift as she sat there next to him, his presence somehow reassuring and calming at the same time. She let her eyes close, her head tilting back against the desk as she let out another soft yawn.

Y/n's mind started to wander as she sat there, her thoughts swirling in lazy circles.

She couldn't help but think about the irony of the situation. Here she was, sitting next to her crush, her heart filled with longing and desire, and yet he was completely unaware of her feelings. He was sleeping so peacefully, completely oblivious to the fact that she was silently pining over him.

Time passes slowly as both of them sleep in the old classroom. The hours drift by, the sun slowly starting to set in the sky outside, casting a warm golden glow into the room.

Y/n's sleep is restful, her mind blissfully blank and free of worry. She barely moves, her breathing slow and steady as she drifts off into a calm, dreamless slumber.

That night, while Shoto laid in bed, he could only think about one thing. Y/n. He closed his eyes, the image of her sleeping in front of him imprinted in his mind. He couldn't get the sight out of his head, the way she had looked so peaceful, so vulnerable. Her face had been relaxed, her lips slightly parted as she slept. He had never seen her look so sweet, so innocent before.

His chest felt tight as he thought about her, and he couldn't quite understand why.

Why was he thinking like this? Why was he fixated on her, on the way she had looked in that moment, soft and so damn cute?

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HERO COSTUME

s.todoroki x support course student!reader

synopsis! Y/N, a support course student, is tasked with designing a costume for a student from the hero course. She nervously selects Todoroki, the student she secretly admires. As she works on the costume, Y/N's feelings grow, but she struggles to balance her admiration with the pressure of her assignment.

warnings! SMAU, fluff, 3rd year of UA!, slow burn, mature language, shoto is super dense, non-canon.

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HERO COSTUME

s.todoroki x support course student!reader

synopsis! Y/N, a support course student, is tasked with designing a costume for a student from the hero course. She nervously selects Todoroki, the student she secretly admires. As she works on the costume, Y/N's feelings grow, but she struggles to balance her admiration with the pressure of her assignment.

warnings! SMAU, fluff, 3rd year of UA!, slow burn, mature language, shoto is super dense, non-canon.

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ON THE RING masterlist

Pairing!: ex! boxer k. Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Bakugo Katsuki, a cocky and determined boxer, is convinced he’s the best—and that [Y/N] should still be his. Teasing her with his usual arrogance, he’s confident she’ll come crawling back. But as he pushes her buttons, he soon realizes that winning her over might be a fight he’s not prepared for.

Warnings!: strong language!, suggestive, mature content!, aged up characters, SMAU!, includes written parts,non canon!Bakugou

Status!: ongoing

01 | what is wrong with you?

02 | d1 supporter

03 | mutual agreement

04 | noisy

05 | old friends

06 | mixed feelings

07 | come over

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ON THE RING

ex!boxer k. Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Bakugo Katsuki, a cocky and determined boxer, is convinced he’s the best—and that [Y/N] should still be his. Teasing her with his usual arrogance, he’s confident she’ll come crawling back. But as he pushes her buttons, he soon realizes that winning her over might be a fight he’s not prepared for.

Warnings!: strong language!, suggestive, mature content!, aged up characters, SMAU!, maybe a lil writing in the future, multi-parts, non canon!Bakugou

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INCLUDES WRITTEN PART

The girl was standing by the door. Patiently waiting for Bakugou’s arrival.

She didn’t know what she was going to say, nor how she was going to say it, but she knew that whatever went down tonight, it would utterly alter their chemistry.

Surprisingly she was much comfortable with their relationship status right now. But something deep down screamed for a change and she wanted to satisfy that desire.

It took no longer than 20 minutes for the boxer to reach her doorstep. With a confident hand he knocked on her door.

As the girl opened it she was faced with a big bouquet of roses. Red , white , pink and even blue. “no way” she let out as she took ahold of the flowers, inhaling the aurora smell. “Katsuki you didn’t have to” she lightly punched his shoulder.

“You sounded a little gloomy so i wanted to lighten up your mood” he faintly smiled as his eyes followed her figure.

“Still, you shouldn’t have gone out of your way like this” She said as she placed down the bouquet. “But thanks for coming over, i just felt so overwhelmed with emotion, i needed your help”

Katsuki enters, his typical confident and cocky demeanor on full display. “Alright, alright, so you called me over here to talk about your feelings, huh?” He grins, crossing his muscular arms across his chest as he leans against the the wall.

The boxer looks at her with a mixture of skepticism and curiosity. He raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms. “Alright, I'm curious. Let's hear it. What's got you so overwhelmed that you needed my help?"

“I just… i don't know” she shakes her head “ i was so prejudiced about the idea of us talking, getting back together. But the more i talk to you…i just can’t help but feel something for you”.

The girl had no idea why she was so straight up with him. Why he felt so easy to talk to. He was her ex. They had broken up for a reason. Yet again she couldn’t keep her distance, she couldn’t resist the urge to go up to him, to hug him, to kiss him, to feel him, just like she used to.

The blondes usual confident demeanor falters slightly as she's so straightforward with her words. He is surprised at first, but he quickly regains his composure. “What did you just say?” He pushes himself off the wall and takes a few steps towards her.

She felt like he was taunting her. Like he was teasing her, making her repeat herself for his satisfaction.

Katsuki grins as he steps closer, his eyes narrowing further. “And what, exactly, do you feel for me? Is it longing? Desire? Love?"

He smirks, knowing he's enjoying watching her trying to figure out her own emotions.

The girl is irritated with his behavior. He is teasing her, making her confess without him confirming if he feels the same. He’s just stroking his ego. She had called him over for a wholesome conversation but he is not cooperating.

“Is this your idea of fun?” she deadpans feeling insecure under his strong crimson gaze. “Making me confess to you about how much i want you” she took a step closer as-well. Katsuki laughs as she takes a step closer to him, clearly enjoying her irritation.

"Oh, come on. It's not 'my idea of fun' but seeing you all frustrated and annoyed is definitely a bonus, I'll admit." He grins widely, his crimson eyes staring at her, his muscular frame towering over her.

"Besides, I'm not 'making you' confess to me. You brought me here because you wanted to talk about how you're feeling, right? And now you're getting all embarrassed because you can't even figure out your own emotions?"

He lets out a scoff, clearly enjoying the upper hand in this situation. He takes another step closer, shortening the distance between them.

“Are you just gonna act like i’m the only one feeling this way” she challenges, the tension thick in the air. “I see the way you look at me Katsuki, i can feel the way you touch me even tho its unnecessary, i acknowledge the things you do for me that you don’t for anyone else.”

Katsuki grins at her answer “oh, so you think you’ve got me all figured out huh? You’ve got all these little clues and hints to prove that i want you?”

"But here's the thing, princess. You might think you know me, but do you really? Do you know why I act the way I do around you?” The blonde reaches forward, gently grabbing her chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing her to look up at him.

"Maybe I just like the way you squirm and get all flustered when I tease you. Maybe it's just a power play, making you confess your feelings and desires to me while I sit back and enjoy the show." He grins, his thumb lightly running over her bottom lip, almost tauntingly.

"Or maybe I do have feelings for you, but I'm just too damn stubborn to admit it." he finished. Y/n rolled her eyes “You’re playing too much right now and i’m starting to regret calling you over”

“Oh, come on. You can't call me over, confess your 'feelings' for me and then get all annoyed when I don't immediately admit that I feel the same way. It's too easy for me to tease you, princess." He leans in slightly, his breath hot against her ear.

"Besides, you know you love the way I make you squirm." He continued taunting her "You can't help but love the way I make your heart race, the way I make you blush and stumble over your words. You love the way I tease and taunt you, because deep down, you know you love the attention I give you."

He whispered in her ear, his voice low and almost sensual, his body now pressed against her. He runs a hand down her side, his touch electrifying against her skin.

To say that the girl was stunned was an understatement. However nothing had prepared her for the sudden kiss that Katsuki had suddenly indulged her in.

His lips were rough up against her soft ones. She could also feel a scar, that was probably caused by his sparring. His callused hand was resting on the small of her back as he pulled her even closer to his body.

The kiss was hungry, long anticipated. The boxer need it her. He wanted more of her. A kiss just wasn’t enough to satisfy his craving.

His tongue was wrestling with hers. Both of them trying to assert dominance. But his hands driving lower on her body distracted her from the kiss.

She felt his hand land on her ass, as he squished at the flesh. The kiss was now broken as he guided his lips down to her neck and collarbone leaving small bites and kisses to her delicate skin.

Soft breaths were leaving her mouth, a few whimpers escaping with every bite and sucking of his. “Just like that” , “i want to hear you” he would whisper to her as his hand traveled dangerously close to her womanhood.

The girl pressed her thighs together at the touch. Trapping his hand as well. He only chuckled at that as he suddenly lifted her up, her legs automatically hugging his waist.

It was as if she weighed nothing when he walked towards the couch. Gently placing her on the soft cushion.

“I want you so bad” he whispered as he kissed the helix of her ear. The girl only responded with another passionate kiss as her hand landed on his abs.

His hips moved with rhythm as his clothed part grinded against hers. He could only imagine how he would feel inside her. Filling her up with his cock as she drowned in her moans.

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BNHA BOYS REACTING TO YOU PUTING THEM ON YOUR HEAR ME OUT CAKE

feat: K. Bakugou , S. Todoroki , I. Midoriya, N.Monoma , S. Hitoshi

author note!: I haven’t seen this idea being done before so here is my take!

KATSUKI BAKUGOU

Katsuki spends at least 30 minutes on tiktok before going to sleep, so he definitely knows what a “hear me out cake” is.

Initially he laughed when he saw you holding a mini version of a Monoma on a stick “Of course only they would find him attractive” he rolled his eyes as you were explaining your thoughts to a disgusted Mina.

After the pinknets turn, you placed another figure down on the cake. This time it was one of UA top students, Katsuki Bakugou!

At that moment he felt betrayed, bamboozled and might i say offended.

“Why would i be here, i am conveniently attractive!” he shouted at himself. Did you really just assume that him being good looking is a quirky and unique idea!

He immediately called you. The minute you answered, he didn’t even give you time to question the sudden phone call, as he demanded you to take down the video. He then proceeded to yell at you for the next 20 minutes about how “selfish you were for thinking that only you found him attractive, or how he was not a “hear me out”. He then took another 10 minutes explaining how his good looks were a FACT and trying to prove his point by telling you than he benches twice your weight and so on.

At the end of the night you were forced if not HARASSED to take down the tiktok.

SHOTO TODOROKI

Shoto has no idea what a “hear me out cake” is. I doubt he would even have TikTok, so naturally he only found out about the video through Izuku’s fyp. So while the poor boy was scrolling through the app and watching the TikTok you made with Momo, Shoto was watching as well through his friends shoulder. At first he was much disinterested as he couldn’t quite understand why miniatures of his classmates were being placed on a cake by you and Momo.

His interest only piqued when you presented a mini version of him. “what does that mean?” he asked Midoriya who jumped not expected from his friend to have been watching this whole time. The shorter boy tried to explain the concept of “hear me out” but it was to no vail.

Todoroki just assumed that you thought he was ugly. So for the rest of the day he tried to move on, ignoring the sad feeling that shadowed him. His whole life people would praise him for his looks, but the one person whose opinion actually mattered to him…thought he was ugly?

Fortunately Deku was quick with explaining to you the whole situation and you didn’t waist time to confront Shoto.

His sad feelings had automatically vanished when you enlightened him that he wasn’t actually considered a “hear me out” since most people were akin to his looks, you just wanted to point out a different perspective of why you thought of him as attractive, not just because of his facial features.

IZUKU MIDORIYA

Deku was mindlessly scrolling through TikTok when he fell upon a video of you and Ochaco doing the viral “hear me out cake”trend.

The boy was watching the video with much interest, him adding on to your explanations as well. For example when you added Tigress from Kung Fu Panda and you were quick to justify that she had an attractive aura,he also pointed out on her assertiveness.

Non the less, it was safe to say that when his name fell out of your mouth as a picture of him appeared on your hand he was a blushing mess.

Sure he was aware that his shy personality could be an ick for some people, but hearing from you that he was really underrated and that you found him very cute made him malfunction.

For the next few days he couldn’t look at you without blushing. He couldn’t even speak to you without messing up a word or two, but he was more than glad to find out that you were inspired by him. That’s why be wanted to be a hero! To motivate others to try their best, even when the odds are against them.

NEITO MONOMA

Ok let’s be real, Monoma definitely enjoys brain rot and he spends a lot of time on the app. He is always up to date with trends and new slang, so he is definitely aware of what a “hear me out cake is”.

Now, Neito also believes that out of all UA students, he definitely is one of the most attractive, if not THE most!

So rest assured that when he saw you pulling out that miniature version of him and heard you say “im suprised i haven’t seen anyone else point out his looks, he is sooo pretty” he quickly fled to the comments.

He was spamming insults like crazy. Mostly attacking your spacial awareness. “labeling me as a hear me out is crazy”, “get a reality check”, “how could you do this” What offended him more was the audacity to put him on the same cake as Bakugou Katsuki.

To him, it was like you had broken an unspoken rule. So he did what any sane person would do. He made his own version of a “hear me out cake” where he pulled out a bunch of pictures of you,only you.

Kendo who thought they were filming a normal tiktok covered her mouth in astonishment not even bothering to present her picks. “My pick is Y/n because im probably the only person who likes them” he began “another unique pick of mine is Y/n, who only I find attractive” “ and here we have someone new, someone fresh: y/n ladys and gentlemen!, who unfortunately only i recognize the beauty of”

HITOSHI SHINSO

Shinso isn’t really chronically online but i’m sure he has passed by the “hear me out cake” trend. So when he saw you pulling him out of your pocket he quickly understood what you were referring to.

Surprisingly, he was glad to see a person thinking of his quirk as interesting and full of potential. He smiled softly when you said “i could only dream of having a quirk as strong as his”.

It also didn’t go unnoticed by him the way you talked about his looks. How you referred to his eye bags as attractive and his purple hair as astonishingly beautiful. He even allowed himself to chuckle when you noted on his liking of cats, even calling him a “cat dad”.

After the video ended with a few more additions in the cake he found himself searching for your socials and pressing that “message” button.

With a bit of hesitation he texted you something along the lines of “So you like my hair huh?” but it only took him a minute to regret his decision, cringing with himself. He tried to delete the message but you were already typing back.

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ON THE RING

ex!boxer k. Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Bakugo Katsuki, a cocky and determined boxer, is convinced he’s the best—and that [Y/N] should still be his. Teasing her with his usual arrogance, he’s confident she’ll come crawling back. But as he pushes her buttons, he soon realizes that winning her over might be a fight he’s not prepared for.

Warnings!: strong language!, suggestive, mature content!, aged up characters, SMAU!, maybe a lil writing in the future, multi-parts, non canon!Bakugou

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INCLUDING WRITTEN PART

The girl held her phone as she waited for a reply. Things were moving fast and she was forced to move with them. Her life was becoming more and more complicated, and if she wasn’t sure of how she was feeling, maybe Katsuki could help her.

She wasn’t stupid. No,no she was painfully aware that Bakugou still had feelings for her. And she would be lying if she said she didn’t feel anything for him too. It was only the fact that she had recently broken up with Hinata that made her think that she ought to take a break. Jumping into another relationship, even if it wasn’t new, wouldn’t benefit her in the long run.

But Katsuki made her feel special. He made her feel like she deserved a happy and healthy relationship, a second chance.

He was a proper gentleman.

Not taking the chance to use her body when she was laid out in front of him, yeah it was the bare minimum, but most guys these days wouldn’t even think twice before taking her then and there.

Or how he offered to carry her when her heels were starting to hurt.

Or how he made sure to guard her drink when she went to the toilet.

Or how he would compliment her and use those toe curling nicknames.

Or how he would touch her with his hard hands. How his hand would rest between her thighs as he leaned to her ear to whisper to her.

Or how his pinky would play with the bottom of her dress.

Or even when he looked at her with wet hair, a glass of champagne in hand and the water of the jacuzzi covering half his torso. He looked like a dream, a J-pop idol, a prince. Anything perfect really.

She then remembered how he leaked his lips and leaned forward to take a sip from his glass while maintaining eye contact. How he sat her between his legs, the water bubbling around them and whispered sweet nothings like “you’re perfect”, “your skin looks so smooth” “i missed us”

Y/n was fucked. Not by Katsuki like she wanted to be. But by her feelings that were all over the place.

So she did what any normal, sane person would do… she called him over to her apartment.

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ON THE RING

ex!boxer k. Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Bakugo Katsuki, a cocky and determined boxer, is convinced he’s the best—and that [Y/N] should still be his. Teasing her with his usual arrogance, he’s confident she’ll come crawling back. But as he pushes her buttons, he soon realizes that winning her over might be a fight he’s not prepared for.

Warnings!: strong language!, suggestive, mature content!, aged up characters, SMAU!, maybe a lil writing in the future, multi-parts, non canon!Bakugou

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Includes a written part!

“Are my eyes tweaking right now bro” Denki whispered to Kirishima as he saw Y/n walk in beside Katsuki. His astonishment was shut down by Mina who was quick to sprint towards the said girl.

“Y/n!” she shouted, voice toned with excitement “Mina!” the girl responded with a similar tone.

The scene was quite dramatic. The two girls were hugging each other like they came back from war.

Kirishima was the first to take action as he pulled away Mina, taking his turn to greet the girl.

“What brings you here Y/n” Kirishima laughed happy to see his best friend’s ex, who he himself had gotten to make a friend out of.

“Bakugo was kind enough to invite me” she rolled her eyes playfully, stealing a quick glance at the blonde who was already looking at her.

“I haven’t seen you in forever omg!” Mina cried out as she took Y/n’s hand and pulled her towards their table.

Behind followed the three boys.

“What the hell man” Kirishima said next to the boxer “You got back together with Y/n and you didn’t think to tell us” he continued as he shook his head in disbelief

“We are not back together” the blonde shrugged but the way his eyes looked at her begged to differ.

“yet” Commented Denki who was shaking his head lightly laughing.

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ON THE RING

ex!boxer k. Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Bakugo Katsuki, a cocky and determined boxer, is convinced he’s the best—and that [Y/N] should still be his. Teasing her with his usual arrogance, he’s confident she’ll come crawling back. But as he pushes her buttons, he soon realizes that winning her over might be a fight he’s not prepared for.

Warnings!: strong language!, suggestive, mature content!, aged up characters, SMAU!, maybe a lil writing in the future, multi-parts, non canon!Bakugou

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The girl felt the paparazzi’s flashlight following her every move as she heading for the vip area.

Funnily enough, It was decorated extravagantly for christmas with reds and yellows. UA theme colors.

Her heels clicked against the ground as she strolled with confidence and elegance.

She was used to this lifestyle…She was no NBA wife, but she was much familiar with the boxing industry and how it is to be dating a boxer.

She felt like a comic character…watching a match between two of her ex’s.

But thats just her life, she wasn’t blessed with a Michael B. Jordan but she had a Bakugou Katsuki starring at her from the door of his dressing room. And that was enough to make her knees wobbly and her palms sweaty.

“Well look who made us the honor of showing up” he said confidently. He was leaning against the door with folded arms , his shirt was missing and he seemed to be checking Y/n out (not that she was aware of it) .

The boxer walked towards the girl with undeniable confident. His gaze traveled down her body shamelessly.

He then stopped right in front of her, their bodies almost touching. Bakugou leaned a bit forward to make his presence even more intimidating.

"I missed seeing you here."

His voice was low and filled with a hint of nostalgia and possessiveness. He missed her more than he liked to admit.

“its kind of nostalgic don’t you think?” she said looking around the dressing room that seemed to have barely changed at all.

“mm sure is” he nonchalantly answered as he sat down on the leather couch

“remember when we used to fuck, right here on this couch” he tapped on the leather fabric

“and how you were so scared we would get caught” he laughed

She rolled her eyes “and we almost did get caught” she replied sitting on a nearby stool.

Bakugo took ahold of the stool as he pulled it closer to him. The wheels effortlessly rolling on the ground with a satisfying sound.

He chuckled at her comment about their past adventures on the couch.

He knew the memory was as vivid in her mind as it was in his.

The boxer smirked at her reaction to him pulling her stool closer.

The pair fell into a quick silence. Not an awkward one…it was rather familiar. It was shortly broken however when an assistant barged through the door.

“You’re out in 7 minutes” the short woman said as she exited the room

“Sounds like my cue to leave” She said as she held back a small pout

When the assistant entered the room, Bakugou's expression turned more serious. He was brought back to reality, it was time to focus on the match ahead.

“i hope your cheer my name loud enough for him to hear” Katsuki said as he leaned his head against the back of the couch, looking up at her from his sitting position.

“Make him regret every moment he spent away from you.” he finished

“Like you did?” she questioned

“Like i did” he nodded maintaining eye contact.

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ON THE RING

ex!boxer k. Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Bakugo Katsuki, a cocky and determined boxer, is convinced he’s the best—and that [Y/N] should still be his. Teasing her with his usual arrogance, he’s confident she’ll come crawling back. But as he pushes her buttons, he soon realizes that winning her over might be a fight he’s not prepared for.

Warnings!: strong language!, suggestive, mature content!, aged up characters, SMAU!, maybe a lil writing in the future, multi-parts, non canon!Bakugou

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ON THE RING

ex!boxer k. Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Bakugo Katsuki, a cocky and determined boxer, is convinced he’s the best—and that [Y/N] should still be his. Teasing her with his usual arrogance, he’s confident she’ll come crawling back. But as he pushes her buttons, he soon realizes that winning her over might be a fight he’s not prepared for.

Warnings!: strong language!, suggestive, mature content!, aged up characters , SMAU!, maybe a lil writing in the future, multi-parts, non canon!Bakugou

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Authornote!: Just a filler episode before getting into the actual story lol, i’ll try to keep as short as possible so it wont be boring 🎀💗

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ON THE RING

ex!boxer k.Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Bakugo Katsuki, a cocky and determined boxer, is convinced he’s the best—and that [Y/N] should still be his. Teasing her with his usual arrogance, he’s confident she’ll come crawling back. But as he pushes her buttons, he soon realizes that winning her over might be a fight he’s not prepared for.

Warnings!: strong language!, suggestive, mature content!, aged up characters, SMAU!, maybe a lil writing in the future, multi-parts, non canon!Bakugou

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Little Woman

k. Bakugou x fem!reader

Synopsis!: Y/n despises Bakugou Katsuki the arrogant, self-entitled classmate she’s forced to partner with for a english project. But as they spend time together, their constant bickering gives way to unexpected moments of connection. Slowly, their rivalry transforms into something deeper—an undeniable attraction neither of them are prepared for.

Warnings!: swearing, classic enemies to lovers plot, aged up! characters, noncanon Bakugou

Y/n hated Katsuki Bakugou

She hated the way his laugh pierced the air like a clanging bell, the way it seemed to echo in her chest, rattling something deep inside her. She hated how effortlessly he moved through life, how he made everything—everyone—seem so simple, so easy. She hated the way he looked at her, as if she was barely any worth of acknowledgement , looking down at her like she was some kind of weakling

He had every characteristic quality she hated, and yet, every time she saw him, every time he spoke loud and clear for everyone to hear, to acknowledge his presence, his self proclaimed victory and so on…She would be the first to listen, to respond,to oppose. Only to see him frustrated, to see him defend himself life his life counted on in.

She disliked him with all her being. No she didn’t dislike him, that was a very light characterization of her feelings, she hated, loathed him even.

But every time he brushed past her, every time he spoke her name, Y/n felt that strange flutter deep in her chest—a feeling that made her wish, just for a moment, that she could loathe him less. But no. She hated him. She had to.

Yet, it seemed so difficult for her to ignore the way that his veins popped when he wrote down something. Or the way his black wife beater revealed the muscles he had built with hard training over the past three years.He oozed of raw confidence and power, something she could only dream of having.

And right now she was having a hard time trying not to stare at his back that was perfectly hugged by his uniform and his hair that seemed so soft and healthy. “Such good looks wasted on an evil human” she would often think of him.

Her observation session seemed to come to a halt when Y/n heard her name drop from the teachers mouth. Her heart sank when Mr.Mic announced the project partners. Of course she’d be paired with Bakugou, the school’s walking annoyance. His cocky grin and attitude were enough to make anyone want to scream. He leaned back in his chair, the smugness practically radiating off him. “Try not to mess this up,” he muttered, clearly not even bothering to hide his disdain. Y/N clenched her fists under the desk, resisting the urge to snap back. “I’d say the same to you, but I’m pretty sure you can’t actually mess up doing nothing.” She shot him a glare, already dreading the next few weeks. This project was going to be torture.

It felt like the hours at school weren’t passing fast enough. Lectures seemed like 2 days long and the bell for lunch had yet to ring. It was only enough for her phone to vibrate to get her eyes off the blackboard.

@notkatsuki has requested to follow you

The bright notification read. Her eyes widened as they fell on her fellow classmates who was already looking at her.

“project” he mouthed as he rolled his eyes, almost like he was clarifying that he was not trying to hit on her.

The girl accepted the follow request as she followed him back. It was weird. They had been classmates for 3 years now, yet they had never followed each other on any social platform.

It was shortly after when he texted her

His lack of grammar almost made it seem like he was disinterested. Which he probably was.

The conversation was left at that knowing that there was nothing else to be said.

Weirdly enough, the girl found herself wishing for classes to go by faster so they could work on that project and it be done with.

Timeskip

Y/n was ready to tear her hair out. She couldn’t believe she was stuck with Bakugou for this English project. The guy was a walking, talking explosion of rage and arrogance, and working with him felt like a punishment. Yet here she was, sitting next to him on her dorm, trying to make sense of the assignment on western heroes.

Bakugo, on the other hand, was completely focused. His usual scowl was deeper than ever as he stared at his notes, scribbling down ideas with a fierce intensity. "We’re not screwing this up," he grumbled, not even sparing her a glance. "I don’t care if you hate my guts, we’re getting this done right."

Y/n jaw tightened. *Of course he’s taking it seriously.* She had expected him to slack off or make it difficult, but instead, he was driving the project with a single-minded determination she hadn’t expected. Every time she made a suggestion, he shot it down with precision, his temper flaring only when he thought something wasn’t up to his standards.

"That's crap," he said bluntly after reading one of her notes. "We’re focusing on William Munny’s ambition, not just his downfall. You got that?"

Y/n fought the urge to snap back, but the way he was so damn focused... she couldn’t deny it was a little impressive. “Fine,” she muttered, begrudgingly pulling out her notes on ambition in the play. There was something about his relentless pursuit of perfection that made her want to match his energy.

As the project progressed, Y/n found her self focused and determined —she began putting more effort into each part of their analysis, trying to meet Bakugo’s high standards. They bickered, of course. They were too different for it to go smoothly. But every time they disagreed, it was about making the project better, about pushing each other to dig deeper into the material.

By the time the project was finished, Y/n was surprised to find herself actually impressed with how it had turned out. And when Bakugo shot her a rare, gruff look of approval, she realized something unexpected: She didn’t just respect him for his work ethic, but maybe... maybe there was something else there too.

“Not bad, I guess,” he muttered, his usual cocky smirk replaced by a small, almost reluctant nod.

Y/n blinked, fighting the unfamiliar flutter in her chest. *hell nah* she thought.

The girl stole a quick glance at her phone, bold letters of the time reminded her that she had been sitting on that chair for about 3hours without a break.

“Usually id propose a coffee break but that would make our study session longer and there’s nothing i want less, than that” she grimaced trying to distract herself from her previous thoughts.

The boy scoffed “your broke ass would’ve probably make me pay for it” he laughed at her face “i’m good”.

Y/n found herself wanting to pounce on that self assured bastard but she held back , drowning herself at her sit, something she was doing the whole afternoon.

“k” she rolled her eyes finding no satisfaction in furthering the financial argument. It would end up with him bragging about his riches.

“anyways its getting late” she began closing her books “you should head to your dorm or something, i don’t really care what you do afterwards, sorry” she shrugged. “We’ll find another time to finish off the project”.

The boy looked at her through his blonde lashes. He would often do that (much to her obliviousness), stare at her with a hint of a smirk on his face. He even took notice of a few hidden tics about her. Like how she would often bite her lip, or play with her hair and brush through it like a hundred times. Or how her thighs would press together when he was closer to her. He tested that theory. He would purposely stand closer to her, unnecessarily so. Even on the study session he allowed his thigh to touch her exposed one, her skirt only covering the upper part of her quad. He noticed how she would become more fidgety when their hand accidentally touched or when he “accidentally” dropped his pen and lowered his torso to pick it up, his chest a few inches away from her legs. His hand rested on the back of her chair to support himself , as his forearm brushed against her shoulder. Long story short, he knew what he was doing and she took the bait like fish.

He saw the way her breath hitched when he maintained eye contact during the duration of the previous action. He even allowed himself to noticeably take a peek at her clenched thighs. He wanted her to see him looking. To finally notice that other than the hate he held for her, there was something more beneath the surface.

Non the less that boy smirked at her monotone answer. “Something tells me, you want to know” he taunted with that usual cocky smirk of his.

“huh” the girl said dumbfounded “what are you yapping on about?” she replied defensively

“i said” he took a step closer “you do care” he looked down at her “ you want to know what ill do after I’m done with this” he pointed at the project and them. “No i don’t” she shooke her head with a frown of disapproval.

Yet something inside her was begging to differ. She wanted to know if he would go back to his dorm, hang out with his friends, go out with a girl. Something about the latter didn’t sit right with her.

And for some reason he could read right through her. He could tell she cared from the way her fist clenched. The way her eyes begged for information, the way her mouth slightly opened but was quickly silenced. He laughed as he took his school bag. “Pathetic” he whispered as he left the dorm.

The same night the girl had exit her dorm in search of snacks and yummy treats to satisfy her late night cravings.

The clock read 3:09am. An unpleasant time to be awake on a school night. Nonetheless her flip flops clicked against the ground as she took a stride for the vending machines on the common area. As she reached the fruitful machine she scanned the items. Her eyes landed on the multi colored candy, an american snack that was recently added to the vendor. Her hands reached for her pockets only to discover she had forgotten her pocket cash on her dorm

“fucking hell” she whispered as she let her head rest against the cold glass of the machine.

Suddenly a firm hand was placed on her waist and the person pulled her against his toned chest.

He crouched just a bit to place the money on the machine as she whispered in her ear “stupid girl”.

That voice. That low, husky voice was one that Y/n could immediately recognise. The candy she was previously dreaming of had fallen down and was ready to be taken by its rightful owner. The boy took it as he looked at her, finally releasing her from his hold.

"Oh, great, it's you" she pouted at the boy with the muscular physique.” Could you be any more irritating?

Bakugou rolled his eyes. "Please. You act like I exist for the sole purpose of pissing you off." He retorted with an emotionless expression.

The girl stretched her hand to get ahold of the candy bag “anyways you didn’t have to pay for me” she rolled her eyes. The boy lifted the bag up making it unable for her to reach. “Who said i got it for you stupid girl” He smirked.

Y/n flashed a pout of embarrassment. *Of course he wouldn’t get that for me, curse my delusional brain* she thought to herself.

Y/ns eyes sparked with annoyance as the boy lifted the candy bag out of her reach. She feinted reaching for it again, but it was futile.

"Oh, please." She snarked back. "We both know you love spoiling me."

The boy smirked harder before replying, "In your dreams, princess. I bought it for myself."

Y/n put a hand on her hip, feigning irritation. "As if. Everything you do revolves around me. You're practically obsessed."

The boy's smirk transformed into a full-blown grin. He leaned back against the wall, enjoying the banter. "Oh, please. Why would I waste my time, let alone money, on someone as annoying as you?"

"Face it, darling." Y/n continued, her voice dripping with sweet sarcasm. "You can't get enough of me. Every time I'm around, your eyes are immediately on me."

He tried to maintain a stern face but failed, the corners of his lips betraying a smile. "Oh yeah? You flatter yourself too much, love."

"I just speak the truth."Y/n countered, a confident grin on her face. "Admit it, you have a soft spot for me."

The boy shrugged in a nonchalant manner, hiding a hint of sheepishness behind his cool facade. "In your wildest dreams, idiot."

Y/n huffed, folding her arms. "Oh, please. As if I would waste my precious dreaming time on a jerk like you."

The boy chuckled. "Don't act all high and mighty. We both know you'd be having sweet dreams of me." There was a moment of playful silence between them, the boy's smirk challenging and Y/ns eyes defiant. "Admit it," he pressed, "the thought of me keeps you up at night."

The girls cheeks turned slightly pink, but she hid it well with a smirk. "Ha! In your dreams, sweetheart. If anything, you probably have a shrine dedicated to me in your bedroom."

The boy chuckled at her tease, feigning disbelief. "A shrine? Yeah right. But I bet you have a stash of my pictures under your pillow.” he smirked “ I could send you a few more to add to your collection” he winked

She couldn't help but laugh at the absurd idea. "Oh please, as if. You're not that irresistible, sweetheart."

He stepped closer, the smirk on his face growing, "Oh, I beg to differ. You know you can't resist me, princess."She tried not to let his proximity affect her, but her heartrate quickened. "Yeah, right. I'm immune to your charms, buddy."

He moved even closer. "oh yeah?" He said, his voice low. “yeah” she replied a bit unsure.

The boys hand lifted up to her chin up a thump brushing the lower part of her face. The girls face had gone red. Even more than before leaving the boy with a bold assumption.

Nonetheless, he removed his hand, leaving the candy bag on a nearby table and went back to his room.

The girl stayed there frozen

oh

oh

was all she thought.