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[wonubby]

the early days

“Dick never wants to hang out with me.” Jason sighs sullenly, in need of a cuddle. He sniffles, and you open your arms up for him to crawl into. He’s adjusted more then well to his new lifestyle, but you figure a million dollar mansion compared to crime alley doesn’t need much adjustment time. “He just…wants to play with his own friends Jay, ‘s not you.” You murmur, gently petting his head, twirling his dark, loose curls. “All he ever does is hang out with Wally!” Jason grunts, all the annoyance of a little boy audible in his tone. You don’t laugh, you understand his sentiment. They’re both just at awkward ages, Jason just thinks Dick is cool and wants to hang out, but Dick is just…still sensitive about the whole situation. “Well…you can hang out with me, ‘n Alfred too, i love when you hang out with me jaybird.” You murmur, hanging out with your pseudo mom rather then your cool pseudo brother who can do flips is a mediocre solution, ever the sweetheart Jason nods. “You’re okay, so is Alfred, we made cookies.” He mumbles, and you give him a nice scratch on the scalp that makes him giggle a little. “I know you guys did, I had one, it was lovely.” It was a little chocolate heavy, his idea, you’re sure. “Really?” He asks, preening for more compliments. “Yes really.” You’re quick to quell all that neediness. He sighs happily. You and Jason laze on the couch, watching some cheesy movie from the eighties, the fun is over once Bruce is home, Jason wants to hear all about his latest adventures, maybe get more compliments about his baked goods.

The front door open and shuts harsh enough that you can hear the heavy thud. “Hey there stranger.” You tease, seeing Dick appear, peeling his jacket off. He greets you sweetly, you’ve done a good job avoiding all his angst, Bruce gets the brunt of it. “Dinner? Leftovers in the fridge if you’re hungry.” You’ve learned that with boys, food is always a good extension of peace, they call them olive branches for a reason. “Nah, me and Wally grabbed food already, thanks anyways.” He hums. Dick is satiated, maybe even a little sleepy. Out of all his friends, you're very fond of Wally, but you don't know how Dick is able to keep up with him. You figure this is a good a time as any, you sit up, patting the space next to you. Dick is still young, still craves your attention, alongside Bruces. He sits, leans into your side, you're still pleasantly warm from Jason lounging on top of you. “You think you could do me a favor tomorrow?” You ask softly, he hums questioningly, “Could you maybe take Jason for ice cream or something tomorrow?” You murmur, feeling a bit of heartache when Dick pulls away, brows furrowed and lips pulled down in a frown. “Please? It doesn’t have to be tomorrow, it could be…the weekend, or I dunno, he gets sad yknow?” You explain, Bruce is already in the doghouse with your eldest, you don’t want to be there either. “I’ll…think about it.” Dick grumbles, at heart he’s a good boy, Jasons just…little…and annoying, it’s kind of cute how he follows Dick around though, boosts his pride. “Thank you, besides, whatever you guys do, i’ll pay for it, so…yeah.” You add on sheepishly, more like Bruce’ll pay, same difference. “Uh-huh.” He snorts, heading off before you guilt him into another playdate. “Love you!” You shout watching him head up the banister, he smiles, murmuring it back with a slight eye roll.

You’re pulling the thick duvet over your body when Bruce finally appears inside your bedroom. “He go down easy?” You ask airly, laughing when he grunts, flopping on top of you. He’s still careful to not smush you too much. “That bad?” You cup his face, he tips his chin up with no protest, meeting you half way for a kiss, one long over due in his opinion. “You got him all keyed up.” Bruce grumbles, Jason used to think parents giving bedtime kisses and stories was as true as santa claus, you both take turns, its still easier compared to when Dick was that age, he really had you two doing songs and dances, literally. “I got him keyed up? No way, you know how he gets when you go into detail about your…nightly activities.” You tut, you disagree about Bruce’s bedtime stories, you think Jason should be told about cool robots and kissing toads not the latest goon who got their teeth broken out. “He asks!” Bruce defends himself with a subtle pout, he’s already in the mud with one son, he can’t be ostracized by both babies, it’s too much to bear. “You just want to be the favorite.” You argue, his big hand splays over your hip, smoothing the fabric of you silk slip over your thigh, tease. “Well…maybe you should get some better stories.” He murmurs “Bruce!” You roll your eyes, he laughs softly, and you sigh. “You’re terrible.” You murmur, he kisses you again, you can feel the slight smile on his lips.

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a/n: dick is like teen titans era and jason is like still the newish baby still not robin yet

[wonubby]

i know some of you guys know my age but i wonder what everyone else would think.

[wonubby]

just because i've seen a lot of pro-isr*el comments under dc comic tiktoks .. if you support isr*el, you're a zio, or ANYTHING under that category— unfollow me rn, block me, whatever. i do not want your support, interaction, or anything such.

you're also hilarious if you think any of your favorite dc heroes would agree with that ideology.

"nightwing would definitely be pro-isr*el!!!" are you dumb?

"superman would agree with 🧊 and deprting anyone illegal!" you must be joking.

[wonubby]

why are you as someone in their 30s shipping yourself w a teenage boy

[wonubby]

"WE WANT TO DATE YOU!" - k! bakugou

you saw the way he looked at him. how he stared at his best friend like he had hung the stars up in the sky, longing to hold him. your boyfriend liked, no, loved, his best friend, and it was as clear as day.

the small glances of adornment, the simple acts that felt normal but meant more than they did, blowing you off to help him...

it was all too obvious. like he wanted to be caught. yet, he never stopped caring about you too. he had the same look in his eyes, the one filled with so much love and care; he'd still guide you in a crowd full of people and still tell you he loved you every day.

that's why you needed to talk to him. so, you invited him to your dorm room, which rarely raised any suspicions.

knock! knock!

letting out a breath, you walked towards the door, opening it for the tall blond boy to enter. "hey baby, what'd you call me for?" he asked, tired and gruff.

"we need to talk." the minute those four words left your mouth, his back straightened and worry swarmed through his eyes. fuck.

he hesitated a bit, walking towards your desk and sitting on the chair, unintentionally balling his hands into fists. "is everything alright?" he asked, calmly. too calmly.

"uhh, it could be better," you laughed dryly. how could you bring this up with him? it's been driving you crazy; you just needed to rip the bandaid off.

he tilted his head slightly, confusion flickering in those tired eyes. “what do you mean?”

you swallowed hard. the words felt heavy on your tongue. just say it.

“i’ve noticed the way you look at him,” you said softly, almost like you were afraid of your own voice. “kirishima, i mean.”

his entire body stilled. a sharp inhale. the faintest twitch in his jaw.

"fuck, listen, baby, it's not—" he stumbled, eyes wide and scared.

"nonono, katsu," you were immediately cut off by his voice, loud and afraid.

"no, you need to listen. i'm not going to deny it, but im sorry. fuck, im so fucking sorry; i should've told you the minute i felt it, fuck," he let out a soft sob, his hands covering his eyes.

this was an unusual characteristic for katsuki. you've never seen him this... upset? he continued to ramble about how sorry he was and that if you wanted to leave him, you could — wait... what? he thought you wanted to leave him? oh for gods sake.

"oh, katsuki, you've got it all wrong," you moved towards him, grabbing his face in your hands. a small smile graced your lips as you take the sight of him in. "i'm not leaving you... i'd never leave you. it's just, i," a sigh escaped your lips. "i feel the same. i've also, sort of gained a crush towards eijirou."

confusion etched on his face. did his girlfriend really just tell him that she liked his best friend too...

".... what the fuck," he whispered, voice hoarse.

you laughed, grabbing his hand, "we really suffered over this in quiet for no reason."

"ya fuckin' think? i thought i was cheating on you," his voice broke at the end, tears slowly growing in his eyes.

"aw, katsuki," you whispered, placing a chaste kiss on his lips.

he deepened the kiss, pushing your body flush against his as your hands played with the hairs at the nape of his neck. he stood from the chair, tall and muscular, as his body radiated heat.

knock!

the sudden sound caused the two of you to pull apart, and that's when you finally remembered that you had asked a certain someone to come meet the two of you.

the door creaked open slowly, and in stepped kirishima, all bright eyes and clueless energy.

“hey guys! Sorry I’m late, I—”

he stopped mid-sentence, blinking as he took in the red eyes, flushed cheeks, and the way you and bakugou were still basically tangled together.

“…did I interrupt something?”

clearing your throat and sharing a small glance with your boyfriend, you looked towards the other boy. "no- erm, you're okay! why... why don't you take a seat?" there was sweat building up in your palms, and you suddenly felt nervous.

"okay," he said, still embarrassed and slightly confused.

silence filled the room fast, causing an excruciatingly awkward atmosphere. your eyes couldn't help but dart towards katsuki, holding a silent conversation as you took turns looking towards kirishima.

"okay, well katsuki and i sort of have something to tell you, but we don't want to freak you out, so you're welcome to get up and leave randomly if you'd like to." you said, watching him grow even more confused.

katsuki got up, walking towards the boy, placing a hand on the back of his head. "to get it out in the open, we both fucking like you and want to date you," he said, nonchalantly.

"katsuki! you can't just-"

"WHAT," kirishima yelled. "i'm sorry, what the fuck? are you being serious right now?"

"i knew we'd freak him out kats-"

"oh shut up; you would've taken a million years to get it out."

"that doesn't mean you can just spring it on him, asshat!"

kirishima sat there, in shock and relief, as the two of you fought; he even let out a small chuckle, causing you and katsuki to turn your attention to him in confusion.

"thank fuck, i was going crazy... i sort of like you guys too," he said, suddenly blushing, "...i just didn't wanna ruin anything between you guys." he bashfully rubbed his neck with a sheepish smile on his face.

you stared at him. mouth slightly open. brain short-circuiting.

bakugou blinked slowly, as if Kirishima had just spoken in a different language.

“…you what?” katsuki finally said, voice dry and disbelieving.

“i like you guys?” kirishima repeated, brows raised like duh. “both of you.”

“since when?!” you nearly shrieked, a giant smile creeping onto your face.

kirishima blinked. “since… a while? like, months?”

bakugou covered his face with one hand, groaning loud and miserable. “you’ve gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.”

"this is perfect! katsu, he doesn't think we're a bunch of freaks!" you were overjoyed, wrapping your arms around katsuki's neck, causing him to let out a grunt.

katsuki groaned, his eyes sparkling in joy while his face was stuck in a scowl. "get over here, shitty hair," he grumbled.

kirishima immediately walked over and joined the hug, sharing a small glance with katsuki before smiling down at you. "so, how do we do this? should we just tell everyone?" his question was immediately met with a bunch of 'nononono' and a huge 'fuck no'

you gulped a bit before speaking, "i'm a bit afraid of what people would say... so i think it'd be best if we hung out as a trio and did the couple stuff in private."

katsuki agreed while kirishima was slightly embarrassed that he hadn't thought of that before.

"sounds like a good idea, as long as im not being treated as a third wheel." he joked.

"ya' think we're bitchy people, ei?" katsuki pushed him a bit, ruffling his hair.

"shut up," he grumbled, as you giggled.

you were glad this worked out, the three of you together. like it was almost natural and meant to be this way. looking up, you grabbed eijirou's jaw, pressing a light chaste kiss on his lips before doing the same with katsuki.

"i'll head to bed, you're both welcome to stay." at your offer, the two boys immediately grinned.

"hey katsuki," eijirou whispered.

"yeah?" the blond questioned.

their eyes met, katsuki's wide and bold and kirishima's hesitant and warm. "can i... y'know."

"tch," katsuki grabbed the boys face, pushing their lips together in a fiery yet cold kiss.

kirishima blinked, dazed, lips still tingling.

“…okay,” he whispered breathlessly. “yeah. i really like this.”

you giggled, sliding under the covers as you reached for them both. “then get in here, dumbasses.”

bakugou rolled his eyes but climbed in beside you, muttering something about how “this better not become a cuddle pile.”

it absolutely did.

and none of you complained.

[wonubby]

GOL PARI JOON ! - K. BAKUGO

chapter 03: training camp! 

SYPONOSIS - at U.A, y/n is known as Gol Pari, the untouchable flower fairy. admired by all, wanted by many, but she rejects them all without hesitation. yet, the only one she desires is katsuki bakugo, the one guy who doesn’t care. and y/n isn’t used to being ignored.

CONTENT WARNING - swearing

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"kats?"

"What?"

"If we argue, what will you hit me with?"

"..."

for the first time in probably forever, bakugo katsuki was appalled by the words coming out of the woman's mouth.

"did... did you just ask me that?"

"yes, i want to be prepared," you said, crossing your arms.

the look on your face truly showed that you weren't fucking around, and that probably alarmed katsuki the most.

"uh, you know, if we actually did argue, i wouldn't hit you, right?" concern now etched on his normally angry face. in what world would bakugo actually hurt someone... he's such an innocent baby...

kirishima and mina, who sat behind the pair on the bus, were holding in their laughter.

they couldn't believe the blonde boy was acting like an innocent angel; was the world finally ending?

the class was on its way to its annual training camp, which seemed to spark a lot of worry with the bakusquad since their one and only hotheaded friend was kidnapped during their first year.

he also died, but that's beside the point.

during these trips, you would naturally stick to his side, always fearing that the league would come back and attempt to steal him away from you again. it's what began the secret protect-bakugo-at-all-costs squad, which only consisted of you, deku, kiri, mina and sero.

jirou and denki would have been added if they weren't too busy making heart eyes during the initial conversation, but whatever.

"yes you would; don't lie!" you exclaimed, truly astonished by his behaviour.

"don't forget what happened when we were kids, katsuki! you got so mad at me you hit me with the swing." you deadpanned.

maybe that wasn't the best memory to bring up...

it got bakugou all heated and mad, hands sparking with explosions as he loudly yelled about how you were the biggest liar ever.

"that was because you were being a huge bitch, you cunt! you pushed me off the swings first; talk about revisionist history; you're a total liar." his attempt at defending himself didn't exactly turn out as planned, because he ended up nearly blasting you into space.

"you're doing it right now! eek- watch your hands, katsuuuu," you whined as he accidentally hit you.

the smirk that made its way onto his face was one that clearly meant you were dead.

"shut the fuck up, you started this!" he yelled even louder, causing tsuyu to let out a ribbit in fear.

"joone khodet, bebor zabooneto," you spit out, pointing your finger at him threateningly. translation: for your own sake, cut your tongue.

clearly you hit a nerve since he got even madder. "SPEAK JAPANESE YOU FUCKING IRANIA-"

multiple curse words came out of his mouth, making the interaction even more hilarious for the couple seated behind you.

by the time the bus had finally pulled up to the training camp, you were worn out by katsuki's energetic behaviour, and he was even more angry, ready to kick some villain ass.

but his plans went to hell when aizawa began speaking.

"unlike last year's camp, you won't be going straight into the forest. i've assigned you all certain jobs. so, please check the board to check which rooms you're staying in and what roles you will be contributing too."

loud groans of protest were met due to his words, with denki even yelling out that they came here for 'fun' and not to clean.

mina, however, amidst the protests, grabbed you and jirou; pulling you towards the board, praying that the three of you were sharing a room.

"let's see, kiri with bakugo and denki, todoroki with... iida and mineta?" she questioned.

"that surely is a strange mix," jirou added, still skimming the words.

"aha! there we are, room 3b. oh, we're right beside the boy's room that should be fun.

you couldn’t help but smile at that, though a tiny pit of unease still sat stubborn in your stomach. the last time you were all at a training camp, things went to hell fast.

you glanced toward katsuki, who was now stomping off with kiri, yelling something about killing mineta if he so much as breathed in his direction. same old bakugou.

"this year’s gonna be different," you muttered, more to yourself than anyone.

mina looped her arm through yours, dragging you forward with a bright grin. "c’mon, 3b squad! let’s go make this room ours."

and just like that, the three of you disappeared into the crowd of students, ready—or maybe not—for whatever the camp had in store.

room 3b was small but warm. the window was cracked open just enough to let in the buzz of cicadas and the faint scent of pine. your bags had barely hit the floor before mina collapsed dramatically onto the bed.

"okay but, can we talk about bakugo for a sec?" she asked, flipping onto her back and staring at the ceiling.

"ugh, again?" jirou muttered, already pulling out a speaker and a pack of gum.

"no seriously. he’s immune. like immune. how the hell is anyone immune to our girl?" mina said, pointing at you like you’d personally been robbed.

you blinked, lying back on your own bed. "he’s not immune. he’s just... dense. or emotionally constipated. or allergic to happiness."

"or all of the above," jirou chimed in, chewing lazily.

"but like... not even a little reaction?" mina pressed. "you called him out, you threatened him in farsi, and he still looked at you like you were just some loud extra on the bus."

"he yelled at me," you reminded them. "that’s something."

"babe, if yelling was affection, half the school would be dating him," jirou said dryly.

you sighed, arms crossed behind your head, staring at the ceiling.

"it’s so annoying. everyone else falls over themselves for me; bakugo just wants me to shut up."

"maybe that’s why you like him," jirou said. "he doesn’t treat you like a goddess. he treats you like a threat."

"yeah," mina added, grinning. "and you love it."

you didn’t answer right away. the cicadas hummed through the silence, and for a moment, the room felt still.

"maybe i do," you muttered.

they didn’t press. mina just reached over and poked your arm.

"we’ll make him crack," she said, wicked glint in her eye. "by the end of the week, watch."

jirou snorted. "if he survives that long."

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[wonubby]

MRS.WAYNE, THE AMAZON

bruce wayne x amazon!reader

summary: imagine the build up of how bruce wayne meets his future wife, you, and it just turns out that you happen to be the sister of wonder woman.

tw: not that much, just fluff, some mentions of bruce's parents.

notes: hiii, I hope you guys enjoy this one, I really tried and I apologize if it sucks cause my brain was all over the place with this one.

DIANA is your twin sister.

you met BRUCE through her, and it was quite interesting to say nonetheless.

see, your sister likes to say that bruce is one who doesn't "get out often." so it didn't really come as a shock to bruce when diana lied about "arranging" a lunch under the guise of discussing league logistics and is instead met with you when he shows up. yes, you were the subject of her blind date surprise.

you knew he was batman. he knew you were an amazon.

and you were both actually planning on leaving early, think it would be a waste of time. but things sort of when you realized that your thoughts were aligned with one anothers.

so you both just sat in this secluded, high-end restaurant and talked for what felt like hours. what was the most surprising out of all was how he had th ability to make you laugh like you hadn't before.

it was like you recognized a sense of loneliness in eachother.

you admired how he wanted to keep people safe.

and it was something about your smile that made him feel a sense of warmth.

it was safe to say you both hit it off.

it would shock ALFRED, who would've caught him arranging for flowers to be sent to you at early hours in the morning after he'd come back to the cave after patrol.

bruce would try to cover it up by saying it's for a friend. but he knows that alfred knows better and is smarter than that, especially after he sees bruce returning to the manor with red lipstick stamped across his neck.

DICK was taken aback that bruce was truly putting himself out there. in fact, he didn't think it would even be possible. when he met you for the first time, he dramatically gasped and covered his mouth because he realized that bruce was dead set on you.

his eyes almost jumped out his head when you told him that you were diana's sister. you knew how to fight that was no joke, dick even watched your skills in archery with utter awe the first time as you showed it off in the batcave.

you were intimidating, in a good way. in a way that made you a right match for bruce.

both him and alfred saw it, the way he would genuinely make you happy, the way you held his arm as you were toured the garden of the wayne property, and the way you told him "i love you" spoke a thousand different languages.

bruce even saw changes in himself, once you became apart of his world.

when he started waking up next to you, he'd admire the curvature of your face, the way your hair looked, and he'd listen to the subtle breaths you too as you were curled up against him.

he has always kept his emotions buried under layers of control and deflection. he's always known how to mask his pain. but now with you, he starts allowing himself to feel, even if only in your presence. you'd catch him smiling at you as you open up a gift he gives you, when he takes you out for a night out, or when your anywhere near him in general.

bruce doesn't share his regrets— he carries the thoughts of his parents, gotham, and the league alone. its how he's always done it. with you by his side now, you managed to get him to open up about that darkness that he's always carried to you. he found someone strong enough to not flinch at his problems.

for years, he has walked a thin line between justice and vengeance, often consumed by his guilt. your perspective as an amazon– honor, fairness, and divine balance— it helps ground him. he starts making decisions less from self-punishment and more from wisdom. he no longer sees pain as the only motivator.

he sleeps better at night because of you.

so it wasn't a surprise when you proposed to you.

it was private. no spectacle. just you and him.deeply personal, solemn, and meaningful. not flashy, not public. not a performance, but a vow.

it was just at midnight. that sacred hush between night and morning— when even gotham holds its breath.

it had been a long day for you both, bruce took you shopping for dresses and shoes, got you new jewelry, and even took you to dinner.

the gown you wore that night was something he would cherish for a lifetime. the way it accentuated the figure of your body, the way it glimmered as you wore at it, and the way it complimented the tux he wore, made him want to do anything to please you. anything to make sure you were happy.

when you arrived back to wayne manor, you noticed a change in his demeanor, almost as if he were hiding something from you and you could feel it.

you were making your way towards the bedroom, visibly tired, but he stopped you and took you up to the rooftop garden. you were in starstruck by the intimate, quiet atmosphere, it made your stomach flutter with butterflies as you gazed around at the various flower that were planted. peonies, hydrangeas and roses bloomed, the different colors were so bright that it felt like they could almost light the room.

when you turned to face bruce, he wasn't on his knee, but he held the box out to you.

he took your hand, kissed it softly and just asked you to stand by him.

not behind. not above. but with him.

he knew your answer the moment when he saw you cover your mouth as you cried and let him slip the ring on.

diana was stunnedd when you told her about your engagement. she didn't think it would work out that well and that would both would be that perfect of a match for eachother. she thought the ring suited you, the diamond was big too.

all she did was asked if you loved bruce and when you told her yes, that's all she needed to know to give her approval.

QUEEN HIPPOLYTA was decently surprised when you returned to themyscira to tell her you were bethroded to a mortal man. but her eyes softened as she held her ground once you told her, "he sees me. as i am. no illusions." she could only chuckle as she took your hands and gave her blessings, as she wished you the softest of prayers.

diana helped you with your dress shopping definitely. she was the one making sure your head did fall off body from the press that would chase you asking if you really loved bruce for him or for his money.

you knew she was your maid of honor since the beginning.

your wedding was beautiful, it was private. just some friends and family. the members of the league were all present as they watched bruce somewhat anxiously hold your hand as he read his vows to you.

your wedding dress was regal, something out of a magazine. it made you glow in his eyes brighter than the lights of the sun. that day you were the one perfect thing in the universe.

and the moment he kissed you on the alter. the moment alfred and announced you both as mr. and mrs. wayne. that was the moment he knew that he would never let you go.

now you stand as his wife, his lover, and the mother to his son. you're a warrior in different ways.

whether that be helping him and dick on and out of patrol. whether that be helping him when it comes to handling charities and galas at the wayne family foundation. whether it comes to helping him be a parent when it comes to dick. or whether it's just being there for him when he's in a period of constant darkness.

it doesn't matter.

you love bruce, you love him, you love his family and he loves you.

and to think, all of this happened because diana lied to him about a meeting.

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[wonubby]

Do you know when the next installment to the bakugo x reader and his ex installment going to come

hello cutie, its cmoing by sunday! i might upload two chapters of that and 2 of gol pari joon (my other bakugou series)

[wonubby]

hii cld u do one where the bakusquad walks in on bakugo being cuddly/clingy to the reader and what their reactions would be? tysm i love ur work sm ❤️❤️

just answered!! sorry for the wait

heres the link! https://www.tumblr.com/wonubby/788640371652640768/after-a-long-tiring-day-all-you-wanted-to-do-was?source=share

[wonubby]

after a long, tiring day, all you wanted to do was cuddle with your sweet, aggressive and loving, hateful boyfriend, katsuki. the two of you haven't had any time for each other in a few days, so it was nice to finally melt in his hold.

you could hear his heartbeat against your chest, his strong hands wrapped securely around your waist with brent faiyaz playing from his speakers. these were the moments that you truly cherished. when bakugou was soft, calm and sweet. he reserved those feelings for you, and you only.

"i wonder what your friends would think if they saw the great explosion murder lord god dynamight becoming putty in my hands." you teased, nuzzling your nose into his chest as he grumbled a laugh.

"first, it's great murder god dynamight; get it right. second, they know better than to interrupt me at night." he said.

snorting at his correction, you sat up, swinging your legs on either side of his thighs. "you're such a fucking nerd." you giggled pressing a light kiss on his lips.

he scoffed at your accusation, pushing you off of him and onto his side as he reached for the snacks on his dresser. he opened the packet while grumbling about how 'you shouldn't group him with fuckass deku' and the fact that he was the 'strongest boy in our year, hell, maybe even UA.'

cocky bastard.

"okay mr huge ego, get back here; you're my personal heating pad." you whined, pawing at his back.

"clingy ass," he grumbled but reluctantly fell into your embrace, sighing as your limbs wrapped around his.

a few minutes of eating snacks and watching a shitty movie made the air peaceful. of course katsuki cut in time to time to comment on the shitty acting and ugly main characters, but you love him nonetheless.

just as your eyes began to shut and katsuki's breathing slowed, the door burst wide open, the faces of your friends filling the doorway. almost immediately katsuki grabbed his pillow and threw it at his friends, screaming at them to get out.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!" his voice boomed, cheeks slightly tinted and eyes full of rage.

"oh, hell no!" mina yelled back. her phone was already in hand, so it didn't take her long to get a picture.

jirou giggled, leaning over denki's shoulder. the two of them had recently gotten together – not publicly, though – but they weren't very slick.

"ooo lala, is kachan of the bakugous seriously being a little cuddle bug right now." denki mocked, missing the flying remote that flew his direction.

kirishima, ever the peacemaker, quickly put himself in front of the group, hardening his skin to make sure the objects your boyfriend threw weren't actually hurting anyone.

"come on guys, you're interrupting our night!" you exclaimed, kind of upset that your once peaceful night had turned into a throw fest.

mina only laughed harder, clearly recording for her snapchat story that she loves so dearly. however, katsuki was fuming. he already grabbed his hoddie, dragging it over his had and marching towards the door. "i'm gonna fucking kill-"

"katsuki if you leave them alone, i'll give you infinite kisses for a month!" that caused the entire room to still.

pin.

drop.

silence.

and katsuki?

he was calculating the outcomes.

and slowly, very slowly, he took a step back. and then another. he just kept going until he was back on the bed.

the rest of the group?

dying of laughter. sero even called him a simp, playfully taping him to the bed before he ran away.

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[wonubby]

💿: talk slow- chase atlantic

the night is warm and humming, pavement still holding onto the sun, sky stretching out wide and dark above you. you and kirishima are sitting on the back steps of someone’s house, half-listening to the music bleeding from inside, the party still going but quieter now. there’s a shared popsicle between you, cherry red and melting fast, passed back and forth without thinking, sticky fingers and low laughter.

he’s leaned back on his elbows, shirt loose and damp at the collar, eyes soft when he looks at you. everything feels slow in the best way, like there’s no rush to move, no need to say anything big. your legs are touching, not on purpose but not by accident either, and his knee bumps yours every now and then like he doesn’t want you to forget he’s there.

“you think anyone’s gonna remember this morning?” he asks, voice low.

“doubt it,” you say with a smile, licking the last bit of popsicle off your fingers.

you talk about nothing. people you barely know. what you’re doing tomorrow. maybe. maybe not. he laughs at something you say and tugs at your wrist gently, thumb brushing your skin like it’s just a habit now. it doesn’t feel like fireworks. it feels like leaning into someone and knowing they won’t move. just easy. just now.

the cherry flavor lingers. the night goes on. you don’t want to leave yet. neither does he.

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𖤐 sorry i did not know what to address the baby lol the it the it the it :0

"how in the fuck do you even hold this thing?" he grunts, fingers delicate yet unsure.

you pause for a moment, watching this big, gruff, slightly irritated blonde man try to hold a baby. "seriously katsuki? thing?" you scoff, raising a brow at him. he continues to reach his hands towards the bundled-up cocoon slowly as he turns his head to you.

"don't try to be a smartass and just help me! why do we even have to watch this damn...creature?" he groans as he turns his attention back to the newborn, slowly stirring awake and fluttering its eyes open.

"that's my niece katsuki. and how should i know? do i look like i kno-"

"quick- shit! it's waking up. what the hell do we do?" he panics, arms hovering around but never quite reaching the infant.

"i told you to hold her! i already have her bottle prepared. you know she'll cry as soon as she-" you sigh, rolling your eyes at him.

before you even finish your sentence, the baby immediately bawls its eyes out as it wakes up. without hesitation, bakugou begins to scoop her up, cradling it up against his chest. he gently hovers his body back and forth, nestling it in a soothing motion as its cries mellowed down into soft mewls.

you chuckle, his eyes darting towards you in a glare. "i thought you couldn't, but here we are." you walk up to him, slightly crouching forward towards the baby as you point the feeding bottle to its mouth.

"i didn't know what else to do, okay? we didn't even need to hold her in the first place." he muttered in defense, trying hard not to raise his voice.him

you glanced towards him, your face slowly cracking a smile as you look at him tenderly. his eyes soften, looking away flushed. "you'll be great dad katsuki."

"...you too, someday."

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[wonubby]

he tried.

he really did.

bakugo katsuki, the man who was known for being aggressive, had actually tried to keep someone in his life. but he failed.

how did he fail?

how the fuck did he fucking fail?

he asked himself that question every day. when he'd lie in bed, room dark and miserable, he'd ask himself the very same question. he’d ask it in the shower, staring at the soap like it knew something he didn’t.

he'd stare at his hands, as if the blood, your blood, was still there. embedded on his skin. where did it all go wrong? one minute you were there, in his arms, laughing into his skin at the crack of dawn. those where the times were he truly felt okay. felt like the earth was finally on his side.

so why weren't you by his side anymore?

why were you with another man? laying in his bed, laughing at his jokes, for God's sake, loving him.

he didn't mean for shit to go south. katsuki had tried his best; he tried so fucking hard. yet you were gone. all because of a stupid villain attack.

if he had anticipated it, kept you from being harmed, maybe then you'd be in bed with him.

for you, it was different.

you couldn't breathe around katsuki. all you could remember was that day, the day he failed to save you. the day you lay under rubble, battered and bruised all over. it was miraculous. bakugou katsuki, pro-hero dynamight, couldn't even save his girlfriend until hours after an attack.

all you could think about that day was why didn't he come faster? was he busy doing something else? doing someone else?

maybe it wasn't his fault; maybe you overreacted. but what sealed it all was when he refused to answer you. like he was actually hiding his true intentions.

once upon a time, you truly did trust katsuki. however, that trust was long gone. in its place was fear and anger. a part of you wanted to believe that it wasn't his fault. that he was innocent in all this and truly wanted to keep you, but you couldn't bring yourself to believe it.

it felt too much like a fantasy.

so, bakugo katuski, was the man who could save everyone and anyone.

yet he failed to save the one he loved so much, and maybe he deserved losing you.

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HIII so im wondering if were ever going to get a backstory on katsuki's relationship with his ex? :o IM ESPECIALLY WONDERING IF HE WAS ACTUALLY IN LOVE WITH SUCH A BITCH WHAT 🥀🥀

Hi yes I’m planning on making some backstory for kats and his ex dwdw !!

[wonubby]

obsessed - k! bakugo

2. hire someone to 'leak' crude pictures of the two of you on holiday

synopsis - despite knowing you've successfully bagged katsuki bakugou, aka pro hero dynamight, his fans are still shipping him with his ex. so what's a better way to claim him than leaving little trails of your love on him? specifically, his body.

warnings – fluffy and suggestive, bakugo death mention but only briefly.

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katsuki wasn't stupid. he knew what your plan was, and honestly? he didn't give two fucks. you were bound to reach your breaking point one day.

he actually loves this side of you. you matched his inner freak on some level. of course, he was still crowned as the 'bitch' in your relationship, given his infuriating attitude.

you, however, were overjoyed. everything fell into place.

phase one? complete. phase two? already in motion.

you and katsuki had travelled to the Bahamas for the week. it was a little getaway for the two of you since he's always busy fighting.

the first two days were spent wrapped in the sheets. the warm air creating a sexy atmosphere that kept the male going. something about fucking in the heat, getting all sweaty, and using his quirk in the midst of the act got him heated.

not that you were complaining though; you were blessed with the most amazing orgasms of your life.

anyway, today, the two of you decided it was the perfect time to head to the beach... with some secret company.

was it a bit desperate to call the paparazzi, getting them to leak pictures of you and your fiance? possibly.

was it going to make that bitch burn? absolutely.

"are you finally ready, babe?" his gruff voice called out to you.

letting out a breathy chuckle, you hooked the last earring on before facing him. "yep," you said, popping the p, "how do i look baby?" you did a little twirl, letting your frilly, leopard tankini flay around you.

smirking, katsuki placed two hands on your hips, biting his lip at the sight. "you always look amazing, sweets. but this? this makes me want to cancel our plans and keep you inside." he said, nuzzling his nose into your neck.

"well, sucks for you, katsu, because whether you like it or no, we're going out there. you can channel all of your inner fuckboy when we're on the beach." you teased, placing two hands on his chest, pushing back.

katsuki was wearing an unbuttoned white shirt with a pair of khaki shorts. his muscles were on display, including the couple of scratch marks you had left on his chest from this morning.

you placed a kiss on his lips, slow and sensual, subtly biting his lower lip as a warning. "worry less about fucking me and more about how you're going to act all lovey for the 'hidden' cameras."

"yes ma'am," he chuckled. boy did he love the new you.

walking towards your purse, you grabbed the keys, throwing them at him before heading to the door. "grab the speaker; i'm making my way to the car."

the car ride was decent. old 2010s music blasted through the window, as your hair flowed behind you, occasionally stopping to kiss katsuki during the red lights.

you were truly living life.

the moment you reached the beach, the feeling of the dry, hot sand beneath your feet had you relaxing. finally feeling like you could breathe. katsuki was quick behind you, tugging off his unbuttoned shirt and throwing it into a pile of your clothes.

"come here; let's get some sunscreen on you before you look like a tomato," he joked. you scoffed, touching his chest before turning around.

his hands slid up your body, slowly massaging the skin tenderly. your eyes snapped shut, leaning back onto his body as he began. "feels so good, kat. maybe i should make you my personal masseur." you giggled.

"yeah right, like i already don't do all 'at." he groaned teasingly.

as he continued to rub the cream all over your body, you locked eyes with the photographer hidden in the bush. a smirk crawled onto your face as you quickly turned around and faced katsuki.

"have i ever told you how hot you are, baby?" you questioned, eyes half-lidded as you looked at him with the most innocent eyes.

"hmm, no i don't think so." he raised an eyebrow in false confusion. "why? is there something you need to tell me?" his eyes trailed over your body, large hands moving from your hips to your ass.

"nope!" you laughed, running away from the boy and into the water.

"you tease!" he yelled, moving fast to reach your now wet body.

the moment he caught up with you, you were pulled flush against his body as he brought you into a searing kiss. every kiss you shared with katsuki felt magical. he made you feel something. made you mean something.

he was all you could ever ask for, the man of your dreams. you spent your childhood following him around. watching him bully izuku, win the sports festival, and even watching him die. but, during those times, your love for him was simply platonic.

it wasn't until you both bumped into each other while he was on patrol that everything changed. a few months after his breakup with amira, he had contacted you, asking you out on a dinner date. at first, the two of you thought it wasn't anything serious until you shared your first kiss together under the night sky as snow painted the pavement.

breaking away from the kiss, you smiled softly at the man. "i love you." the three words were muttered so softly he could barely hear them.

"i love you too, pretty." he smiled, leaning down and pressing kisses to your neck. tongue poking out to trace the purple marks he left the night prior.

a moan left your lips at the sensation, smiling softly as your hands dragged into your hair. the slight flash of a camera caught your eyes as you nudged katsuki with your knee. he seemed to understand the cue as he effortlessly picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

the moment became intense with mouthwatering kisses and bites being marked all over your body. it clearly gave the photographer what he needed.

"you might be as mean as i am kats. you must really hate her to be doing all this for me."

"i hate everyone. you're just lucky."

the moment you got home, the internet was going wild.

the pictures were up and everyone was going crazy. fans were trending #DYNAMIGHTBACKMUSCLES, #DYNAY/NFUCKING??? and IN PUBLIC IS CRAZY all over twitter. they analysed the way he held you, how he kissed you and, most importantly, the marks on his back and your neck. their most favourite picture was the one where the reddish handprint on your ass was noticeable.

however, the best reaction was from amira. immediately after the pictures were posted, she turned to Instagram, posting a photo dump. the said dump included photos of food, half-empty wineglasses, beach pictures from last year and an old picture of her hand in katsuki's.

the public were immediately quick to notice the types of pictures and who she posted. some sympathised with her, while others called her out on her shitty behaviour. and maybe others included you because you didn't hesitate to post a tweet.

one that read: "he said thank you for the character development. we’ll send flowers."

yeah, you definitely broke the internet.

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