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bnhatrashsammy · 12 hours
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Drew my BNHA OC Tengo Kai <3 Sorry i've been dead for... like months now, I've had a lot goin' on. But look at her! She's so pretty, I love her. She's also fucking traumatized beyond belief but what oc of mine isn't lmfao
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bnhatrashsammy · 1 day
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Smau Masterlist
My Hero Academia:
Accidentally confessing to them
“He’s gone, you can come over now” prank
“Can I hold it while you pee?”
Drunk flirty texts - pre-relationship
Drunk flirty texts - aftermath
Microwave tik tok prank (requested)
Making him jealous
Tamaki update (requested)
They comfort you on your period (requested)
They drunk text you - pre-relationship (requested)
They drunk text you - aftermath (requested)
You ask them for spicy pics (requested)
Calling them “daddy” as a joke (requested)
You accidentally send spicy pics to them (requested)
They ask you for a threesome (requested)
Kirishima bf texts (requested)
I will take requests, however, please no pregnancy related, bdsm, or male! Readers (gender neutral! reader is fine tho). Those are my only rules. Thank you.
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bnhatrashsammy · 5 months
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6th Bakugou x Reader FANFIC RECS
some are short but they're good hehe (most of these are suggestive :P)
> • 𝑹𝒆𝒄 𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒕
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" Dream Eater " by justatypicaltrash
dream eater!bakugou x reader
warning: slight angst
bakugo is an eternal living dream eater.
" I Like You, Okay?! " by kikyo-bnha-imagines
bakugou x fem!reader
summary: katsuki struggles to confess to his crush.
" Workshopped Romance " by itsmm4hiii
pro-hero!bakugou x fem!reader
summary: working for a hero costume designer has its perks like; meeting heroes, playing with cool technologies, getting you're name out- y/n didn't  really expect her own boss will try and hook her up with a customer. 
" Blood Moonlit, Must be Counterfeit " by irisintheafterglow
pro-hero!bakugou x reader
warning: swearing ofc cuz it's bakugo, mentions of drinking and alcohol, halloween party, first meeting, emotionally constipated katsuki and reader is kinda oblivious lol
summary: a guy at a party has a really good dynamight costume, and you two get to talking about your favorite heroes.
WARNING | beneath the cut are slightly suggestive to full on smut fics
" no title " by moominsuki
bakugou x fem!reader
warning: ch. 359-362 spoilers kinda. a little suggestive but fluff all around
summary: katsuki hates being off the job. but what he hates more is being treated like glass, especially by you.
" as the years go by " by quitesins
pro-hero!bakugou x fem!reader
warning: suggestive, slight nsfw, friends to lovers, unrequited love ig? virgin!reader, drabble
summary: being friends with bakugou since UA, watching each other change as the years go by, but still having room to learn more, so much more.
" no title " by izvmimi
warning: palace drama au, multiple wives, fem!reader, brief explicit sex.
" One More Time " by yanderenightmare
warning: derogatory dirty talk, spanking, angsty but with a fluffy ending
" no title " by dreamland03
bakugou x reader
warning: mention of sex like once, drinking, mention of trauma, bad self image
" Come Sit " by saturnorbits
bakugou x fem!reader
warning: cock-warming
summary: after a long day, all you need is bakugo.
" Feral " by smiley-babe
wolfhybrid!bakugou x fem!reader
warnings: aged up characters, lowkey monster fucking (hybrid bakugo has wolf ears, a tail, and fangs), knotting, HUGE breeding kink, no specific dynamics, biting, small blood kink (if you squint), marking/ bonding, heat/ rut behavior, panty sniffing, kind of rough sex, oral (f receiving), and fingering
summary: taking in a wolf hybrid already didn’t seem like a good idea, but when spring hits… all hell breaks loose.
" Personal Trainer!BKG " by bakubunny
personal trainer!bakugou x plus size!fem!reader
warning: oral sex (m receiving), rough sex.
" On To Better Things " by savnofilter
prohero!dilf!bakugou x fem!reader
warning: angst, strangers to lovers
sfw | toxic & abusive relationship, toxic baby daddy, mentions postpartum, mental health, arguing, mentions of legal proceedings, counseling, drama, cultural family expectations, love bombing, manipulation, a man being a hypocrite, reader low-key needs a new circle of people around them but that's neither here nor there, reader loves their daughter to pieces </3, reader's daughter is a hand full but we stan!, reader spaces out a lot, "our kids are best friends but we never met before and so happen to be single" trope.
nsfw | fingering, cunnilingus, groping, praise kink, reader has multiple orgasms (2, hinted 4), reader is a bit shy as it's been awhile and feels nervous, vocal queen reader, clothed sex, protected sex, comforting!bakugo, non-established relationship.
" Swipe Right " by ryukatters
bakugou x fem!reader
warning: dubcon, quirkless/college! au, jealousy, possessiveness, breeding, creampie, unprotected sex, cum eating, cunnilingus, overstimulation, praise, biting, bkg gets a little rough with you, and bkg's also a fucking simp
summary: your boyfriend decides to make a fake tinder profile for you just to see how many matches you get. he comes to a realization just how many other people want what’s already his.
" no title " by katbakubae
bakugou x fem!reader
warning: language, dom!bakugou, possessiveness, jealousy, (mild) stalking, name calling, spanking, rough oral.
summary: sick of your boyfriends lack of time with you because of his busy schedule, you decided to take some time for yourself. unfortunately, letting that happen was never an option for him.
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bnhatrashsammy · 5 months
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Random Kirishima Headcannons
-for your 6 month anniversary he gets the both of you matching crocs. He is very proud of this and will be genuinely upset if you won't wear them every now and again.
-doesnt care what it takes or how embarrassing it is for him-- he will do whatever it takes to make you laugh. Its genuinely one of his favorite things. To just watch as your face contorts into pure joy as laughter envelops you from his antics.
-calls you baby girl. Also calls you random nicknames he just thinks up on the spot. puddin. My lil pepper. Cutie with a booty. Cupcake. Thiccy Bitchy. Lovely dovely. It doesn't have to make sense, it just has to be fun to say.
-i feel like he'd be the type of partner to have a very physical love language, just because he's unsure of how to deal with too much emotion at once. So expect lots of pda and private affections too. This boy will be all over you if he's fallen for you.
-gets paranoid and wants to be away from you if he is feeling particularly anxious or panicked because he couldn't handle it if he accidentally hurt you in any way physical... he just needs some time, space and proper reassurance and he'll be back on his bull shit <3
-rarely gets jealous. 100% could see him in a situation watching someone hit on you and he just sighs lovingly and agrees with them bc ofc you're beautiful/handsome/adorable/cute and he knows you're his and not going anywhere
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bnhatrashsammy · 1 year
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feels so strange coming back to this platform after 8 years but also kinda cozy :)
anyways here’s a pomeranian
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bnhatrashsammy · 1 year
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Mar: "why does (y/n)-san call you babygirl?"
Katsuki: "You need to stop talking now."
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bnhatrashsammy · 1 year
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Katsuki Bakugou wasn’t raised to be loving. Masaru tried his best to be a doting father and teach love. But,,, Mitsuki is stuck in her ways.
But you. You showed up, seemingly out of no where and loved him. You loved Bakugou Katsuki and weren’t afraid to scream it to the world.
That scared him.
The idea of being vulnerable with another person in a romantic way? Bakugou has fought against criminals, against the LOV, not much scared him.
But here you were with your pretty smile, the most gorgeous laugh, an amazing personality. I mean you were you and you are pretty amazing.
It took awhile before bakugou would eventually soften up. Let himself open up and be vulnerable with you. Eventually he let you see things that no one else did.
His fear of being kidnapped. His fear of losing. His fear of being nothing.
Now of course, you could only fix him to an extend. Encourage him to be better, to be vulnerable, to love more things in life.
Bakugou smiled as he watched you walk around a farmers market. A wicker basket in hand, a bright pink sundress hugging your frame with a pretty hat to protect you from the sun. You and Bakugou were meeting up at the farmers market. He hadn’t arrived yet, or so you thought.
He took a moment to admire how beautiful you were, the way your eyes lit up as you looked at some cute handmade decorations at one of the booths. He took a picture. Katsuki wasn’t normally one to stop and take pictures, but you were living breathing art. He had too.
Eventually, you felt arms around your waist and a husky voice in your ear. “Hello sweet girl.” He hummed. You smiled wide and spun in his arms to hug him tight. “Suki!” You giggled as you were picked up just so your feet were off the ground.
He couldn’t help himself, he spun you around, letting out a small laugh as you squealed and put a hand on top of your sunhat to keep it from blowing away as a gust of wind seemingly had perfect timing.
“Suki!” You laughed as he put you down, this drew a bit of attention, most people recognizing the pro hero but chose not to do anything. He was with his loved one. And a lot of people were still scared of him.
That day was one of the best Bakugou had. He loved the way you’d giggle at anything, loved the way you’d hold his hand tightly. Loved the way that if you were going through a crowd, you’d let him hold your waist and guide you through it.
While being sat at his house, a glass of wine in your hand, some comfy clothes replaced your sundress and a blanket was thrown over the two of you. Thighs brushed against one another, his arm around your shoulders. A random show on tv.
“I love you Y/n.” He didn’t dare look at you for the fear of rejection. What if he mistook all the moments you two had shared? What if he wasn’t good enough? Wasn’t vulnerable enough?
You giggle and gently grab his jaw to make him look at you.
“I love you too Katsuki Bakugou.” You pull his face closer to yours by the grip you have on the lower half of his face. You kiss gently.
Lips curled into smiles, heartbeats pounded against rip cages, palms sweated nitroglycerin.
Nervous. You made him nervous. But honestly? He wouldn’t have it any other way.
Bakugou Katsuki wasn’t raised with a lot of love in the household. He had to be taught what love meant. Feel what love meant. Understand what love meant.
And from what he learned, felt and understood.
He knew that he loved you.
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bnhatrashsammy · 2 years
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Happily Ever After
Warnings: Light angst, so much fluff you'll melt, past cheating though not really mentioned.
Word Count: 2,900+
Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima x Reader
A/N: I have finally gotten around to finishing the second part to my Lil series here. I truly hope you enjoyed and I know the end was a bit rushed but I still love it :))
Feel free to click the link and catch up on the first one. Can be read alone technically but there might be some minor confusion.
Enjoy!
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It’s funny.
Well, not really, but it causes a morbid laugh to leave your throat.
Things are so utterly fucked up, you don’t know what to do.
What does someone do when their entire life plan is ripped out from under them? All their dreams, goals, hopes and wishes are just torn to shred.
But..
It does get better.
The first week is probably the easiest honestly. It hasn’t set in for you yet. Your mind automatically assumes his absence is due to work or training, before it hits that no, he’s gone. You have to keep reminding yourself he’s not worth it anymore. Maybe he never truly was.
Of course he doesn’t stop calling and texting, but you finally worked up to blocking the number. Fuck him. He had his chance, and he fucked it up. Not you. He could have had the best partner in the world before he chose someone over you, and that's his regret to bear. Not yours. No matter how wrong it feels.
It doesn’t take you long to find an apartment of your own. Considering you had been looking at places with Kats-
Bakugou.
Since you were looking for places, it was easy enough to find one to suit you for the time being. Until you figure out what you’re going to do again.
You completely ignore the ‘Baku Squad’, which considering everyone is an adult now, it’s easier to make excuses as to why you’re not showing up to this or that. You’re busy, focused on work, or got hurt from a fight. Excuses are easy.
The truth? Fucking painful.
Kirishima, bless that chaotic dumbass, was the one to reach out to you. He knows you work the third shift, staying in and sleeping all day to be able to stay up through the night. It’s easier for you that way.
You haven’t told him the gritty details, he’s his best friend after all, he’ll know by now. However as a coworker, he knows the basics. He knows where your new place is in case there is ever an emergency, he knows you are newly single. That’s it.
Just because he has this information however, doesn’t mean you were expecting a very tired and grumpy Kiri to knock on your door at 1AM.
You open the door with a confused smile, because who the fuck shows up to your place at fucking 1AM???
“Kiri? Everything okay?” You say once you see him there. He must have just gotten off from work, considering he just has a t-shirt thrown over his hero costume, and his work bag thrown over his shoulder.
“You! Are! So! Rude!” Kiri exclaims, crossing his arms as he just let's himself into your apartment.
“What? Hey- what the hell are you doing?”
Of course he just plops his sweaty ass down on your n e w couch with no care in the world.
“I should be asking you that! I thought we were friends, why didn’t you talk to me?” The seriousness on his face is enough to switch your gaze to the door as you close it, moving over to sit on the opposite end of the couch
“Um, what do you mean?” You tell him awkwardly, placing your folded hands in your lap.
“About Bakugou. I thought you both were good, but you broke it off?”
You let out a soft sigh, “Listen. I’m not gonna stay in that kind of situation. My love for him isn’t enough for the both of us, especially if he has to have some side piece while I’m away.”
You don’t see the puzzled look Kirishima gives you.
“He had a what?”
Fuck.
So maybe he doesn’t really know.
You lean back, hands absentmindedly playing with the hem of your shirt as your gaze focuses on the ceiling.
“A side piece. Another hoe if you will.”
It's silent for a moment, before you hear him whisper the word ‘fuck’ under his breath.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” His voice is softer now.
“S’okay. Haven’t exactly gone parading it around.”
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“It’s not your fault.” He manages after the thought provoking silence.
You turn to look at him, the look on your face is more than enough to say you don’t believe his words.
“I know that look, you’re blaming yourself. He fucked up, not you.”
Of course that's the same thing you have been telling yourself since you learned what was happening, but hearing someone else actually support you? That hits differently.
Your eyes tear up as you look him over for any trace of a lie, but no, it was the same old Kirishima, just saying what he believes in.
Yet again tears are trailing down your cheeks.
But this time..
This time you had a friend, someone who cares for you, wrapping his arms around you comfortingly, one arm around your shoulders and the other rubbing your back softly.
“You’ll get through this. You’re strong, you know you are.”
Of course this dumb bitch knows just what to say to keep the tears flowing.
You remain just like that. You rant your broken heart out and Kirishima simply listens. Just lets you speak your mind, your concerns and worries, with only a couple interruptions to make sure you’re still okay enough to talk.
Just to have someone listen means more to you than you realized.
Of course he ends up staying over, not accepting your proposal of taking the bed, saying it wouldn’t be ‘manly’ of him to take it when you clearly needed it more.
Though it had been a month since everything happened, this is when you really started to heal.
Another month passes, with you slowly rejoining your old friends. They’re not the ‘Baku-Squad’, they’re just your lovely friends who have been worried about you. Well, Denki nearly killed you for leaving him on read so often, and Mina wanted to murder you for not letting her be there for you.
It was nice, getting back into the swing of things.
The pain was still there, of course, it didn't just leave.
But it’s a hell of a lot easier to deal with when you’re surrounded by people you care about.
Kiri doesn’t stop with his spontaneous visits, but honestly, you look forward to them. You trust Kiri, you know what you say to one another stays between you both. There’s no anxiety about saying the wrong thing or anything. Just two friends who enjoy each others company.
Until month 3.
By the third month, you’re basically yourself again. Being cheated on always leaves something, it takes a part of you away forever. But aside from the new insecurities and anxieties that come with them, you’re happy.
You’re also scared.
Things no longer feel as friendly between you and Kiri, at least not to you.
Now when he hugs you, your chest feels tight.
When he randomly shows up with take-out on your day off, your heart nearly bursts from your chest out of pure happiness.
It’s fucking terrifying.
Of all people to fall for after your prior relationship, it just had to fucking be your ex's best friend.
“C’mon! It’ll be fun,” Kiri’s voice comes over the speaker of your phone as you prance around your kitchen, making a simple stew after a long shift that left you unable to sleep.
“I’m not saying it won't be, but I'm so tired,” You try to calm down his excitement, you can hear the puppy eyes in his tone.
“Please!?”
You let out a loud groan and you know you’ve already caved to the redheads demands. “Ugh, okay, fine. We can do the movie night- well, morning. I’m finishing up some food right now, just come over whenever you’re ready.”
You can hear the sound of something falling over in the background like Kiri was already tripping over his feet trying to come over to see you. The laugh leaves your throat as he tells you he’s on his way and the call disconnects.
You check the time on your phone seeing it’s barely past 8AM. You had just gotten off of your patrol shift nearly 2 hours ago at this point. Kiri called you right at 6:30, on the dot. He said he had to make sure you made it home safe, that you didn’t get caught up in some sort of situation while you were working or making your way back home. You could still hear the sleepiness in his voice considering it was a couple octaves lower and rougher. Just the thought of him putting that much effort into keeping an eye on you and ensuring your safety has your heart soaring.
You try to keep your mind off of him for the most part, you’re happier that way. But you can’t stop your mind from comparing him to Kiri, and how Kiri has exceeded every expectation you thought you deserved. Bakugou had never called you after shifts, making sure you got home safe, that nothing happened to you while at work. Kiri does though, more times than not, even going the extra mile to make sure you fall asleep on time.
Bakugou never bought you matching pokemon PJs to watch shitty cartoons on the couch in, talking about everything and anything you could possibly think of… but Kiri did, a smile on his face the whole time.
And you have the audacity to wonder why you fell for the dork.
A knock at your door breaks you from your thoughts just as you finish serving the stew in a couple bowls, just in time.
“C’mon in, dork,” Before the words even fully leave your mouth, Kiri is already walking in, acting like a puppy who’s just seen its owner after a long day at work.
“Heya!” He lifts a bag he’s holding up, “I brought snacks!”
You send a smile his way as you quickly gather the bowls and motion him towards the couch. You place both bowls on the end table and toss him the remote.
“Go ahead and pick something, it’s your turn anyway, I’m gonna go ahead and close the curtains,” You tell him as you are already moving to finish the task.
Currently, your little apartment was lit up with the bright orange rays from the morning sun. After drawing the blackout curtains to a close, the room is nearly pitch black aside from the light from the tv.
Kiri decides on yet another Pokemon movie, just like last time. You sit down beside him, grabbing your bowl to eat and handing him his.
Kiri is talking about the movie as the beginning of it starts playing, shoving bites of food in his mouth in between his excited rambling. You’re trying to listen and pay attention but the only thought going through your head is how utterly adorable he looks right now, so happy to be with you, so excited talking about this silly movie.
“Heh, “ The words spill out before you even realize what you’re saying, “You’re adorable.”
Embarrassment and fear are the first feelings to take over your being and Kiri seems to notice, his words ceasing and a bright smile lighting up his features. You can’t tell if it's just the light from the tv, but it's almost like his cheeks are just as red as his hair as he looks at you so very sweetly.
“If I'm adorable, you’re downright gorgeous.” He simply says, looking over you, gauging your reaction.
You can feel your face heat up, moving to scoot just the slightest bit closer to him, turning to look back towards the screen. You can hear him chuckle at your reaction but you ignore it, focusing on everything else currently.
And that moment opened the floodgates of what you could only call absolute, downright fucking SIMP Eijiro Kirishima.
You can’t even begin to think of Bakugou, he hardly passes your thoughts anymore. Only being filled with the sweet nothings Kirishima reserves only for you to hear, in the early hours of the morning over the phone as you fall asleep after a long night.
Ever since that moment, Kirishima’s affections knew no bounds, constantly wanting to have his arm around you, holding your hand, playing with your hair, anything and everything. Of course, you couldn’t get enough of it, this was all new to you, new and exciting and it felt so amazing to be thought of the way you can tell Kirishima thinks of you.
You love his smile, the way that smile is your favorite thing to see, and how you can look at your phone and see his gorgeous smile as your lock screen.
“Let’s go out,” Kirishima tells you randomly, on facetime with you as you’re going through some reports you need to fill out for work from the comfort of your couch.
“I mean, sure, but not right now, I need to have these finished for my shift Monday.” You tell him, glancing up and noticing his expression on your computer screen.
“No, I mean-” Kiri lets out a big sigh, running his hands through his hair before he takes a deep breath.
You pause your writing with a concerned expression, “Everything okay, Eiji?” Somehow the questions alone seems to calm him a bit, a small smile now on his face.
“(Y/n) (L/n), I would like to take you on a date. A real date. Not as friends.” His voice comes out so soft yet loving, his eyes on you with a hopeful smile.
The words take you by surprise, your face heating up as your eyes widen a bit, “A-are you sure?” You ask, soft.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything, it’ll be fun! I’ll plan everything, pay for everything, I just need you to agree, to be there.” Kiri assures you, so very hopeful.
You want to just agree, so badly you just want to smile and say ‘Of fuckin course! About time you asked me!’ but there's so much fear surrounding your heart now.
“Eiji,” You take a deep breath, this is your best friend after all, “I'm scared, Eiji.” You push your work to the side, focusing on his confused face on your screen.
“I’m scared of something happening. I don’t,” You pull your legs up onto the seat, wrapping your arms around them. “I don’t want to get hurt again.”
Kiri’s expression goes soft, a small hopeful smile still there, “Give me a chance. Just one. If you change your mind, no hard feelings.”
Goddamn, those puppy eyes.
You sigh once more, giving him a shy smile, “Okay.”
The date was beyond your expectations. Kiri had picked you up from your apartment, flowers in hand. He opened the car door anytime you ever needed to get in or out of his very nice car. Kiri had taken you to a wonderful restaurant, nothing super fancy but something nice and just for you. Of course, he didn’t end it there, taking you to an aquarium right after, making sure it was late enough that no other visitors could ogle at the pair of you as you ogle at the various fish.
You talked and laughed with him more than you feel you ever have.
And of course, when he walks you up to your door after an amazing day, smiles on both of your faces.
“That was the most amazing day I’ve ever had, Eiji,” You tell him honestly, looking at him with pure adoration.
His smile is bright enough to light up every crevice of the earth, so full of happiness, of content. “Does that mean I have a chance at another?” He asks smoothly, eyes yet again hopeful.
You laugh a bit, reaching up to gently hold his face while you place your lips against his.
It truly is the most perfect kiss you think you’ve ever had.
Kiri makes no move to pull away but gives you full control, his hands slowly moving up to gently hold your hips, his thumb rubbing circles into the fabric of your clothes.
You tilt your head, deepening the kiss just a bit and you can feel him sigh into the kiss, pulling you the slightest bit closer.
Slowly, you pull away, keeping your faces close together.
“I’d like to think my boyfriend could take me out whenever he pleases.” You quip at him playfully, pulling back a little more to watch his expression move from confused to elated.
“Damn right! This boyfriend can take his partner out whenever he pleases.” He laughs, giving you a peck on your forehead.
After a happy exchange of goodbyes with your newly acquired boyfriend, you move inside your house, closing the door behind you as you glance out of your window.
You can’t stop yourself from laughing as you watch Kiri do a happy dance all the way to his car, bouncing and whistling like he just won the fucking lottery.
You have a ways to go, and more healing to do. But you have reached your conclusion.
You didn’t lose your happily ever after.
Your happily ever after just happened to arrive late, with hardships to face on both ends before it could be pursued.
This, Eijiro Kirishima, is your self-proclaimed happily ever after.
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bnhatrashsammy · 2 years
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are you a minor
HI! I've been dead for a hot minute, but no anon I'm not a minor. I turn 20 in just a few months and that's hard for even me to believe. :,)
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bnhatrashsammy · 3 years
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“IT'S THE FUCKING POLICE WE GOTTA GO!”
Idea just struck me from another drabble I read! Would u want to write a lil thing where like Bakugo has an s/o or even just another friend and he's looking for them around the dorm and all of sudden he gets a facetime from chat and it's the bakusquad plus them but they all have gotten scratches n such because they were riding those little kids toys through a store parking lot and then security chases then out as there on the phone? Wouldn't have to be exactly that. Thought this would be funny!
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Thank you for the lovely request!!
I need some humor to get me back into the swing of things!!!!
tbh this probably isnt v funny but i laughed a bit writing it so hopefully you enjoy :))
Enjoy!
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The laugh bubbles out from your throat without you even expecting it, the sight of Mina, Denki, Sero and Kiri all in a single shopping cart outside of Target is too much for you.
Sero has managed to fit himself into the baby seat of the cart, Denki is lying on the bottom of the cart, looking all cramped but with a huge smile on his face. Mina and Kiri are both in the main area of the cart, reenacting the scene from the titanic.
“And IIIIIIII will alwayssss, love youuuuu!!!” Sero sings out dramatically, putting his hands over his heart as he leans backwards to watch the two dumbasses.
You try to control your laughter as you walk back up to them, placing your hands on the car and pushing, which took way much more effort than you’ve used in a hot minute, zooming the cart full of idiots along the parking lot.
“(Y/N)! WAIT I'M GONNA FALL-” And now denki is on the ground, laughing while holding his elbow.
A good friend would have stopped to make sure he was okay, however you are his best friend, so of course you change your path to try and run him over with the cart.
“She’s gone mad!” Mina calls out pushing her way to your end of the cart.
“Wee.” Sero pipes in with the most monotone voice as he raises his hands up in his baby seat.
Denki is screaming for his life, but you pretend not to hear it. 
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Somehow, you’ve managed to spend about half an hour just in the parking lot. 
And who the actual fuck knows how you managed to trade Sero spots and end up in the baby seat.
“This is PAYBACK!” Denki calls out from in front of you before pushing the cart with all of strength, sending you and mina both flying into the parking lot, hitting a curb and flopping through the air and onto the ground.
Although, you are pretty sure you’re hurt, you just fucking laugh like it’s the funniest thing to you.
Mina of course is basically pissing herself with laughter as she’s away from the cart where she had landed.
However, you are still flopped on the ground, them thicc ass thighs (yum), stopping you from leaving your newfound prison. Kiri and Sero are both laughing until they manage to calm down long enough to come over and flip the cart back upright, with you still in it.
“I-” Your own laughter cuts you off, “I can’t get out-”
You try to wiggle out and escape, but alas, you are one stuck dumb bitch currently.
“Holy shit, no way,” Sero giggles out, attempting to lift you from the seat.
You don't budge.
Which is obviously the most hilarious thing to your friends as they all fucking die again, loud wheezing laughter leaving their lips.
Your phone goes off in your pocket, and you calm yourself slightly before seeing it was a text from your lovely boyfriend. Instead of just texting him back, you decide to facetime him, with the biggest grin on your face.
He picks up on the 2nd ring like usual.
“Dumbass where the fuck are you?” His words are immediate, causing you to chuckle a bit. Before you can even reply he speaks up again, “Wait- what the fuck happened to your face? Are you okay?”
Your heart melts at his concern as an embarrassed smile takes over your face, a few giggles coming out, “Uhm, i'm kinda stuck in a shopping cart, and Denki decided to yeet me across the parking lot.”
Mina’s face pops up beside yours, “They were placed in the baby seat, for they are the true baby.” Mina’s face is so serious that it causes you to laugh, along with Denki.
Bakugou looks like he has a small smile for a solid second before he scoffs and rolls his eyes, “Don’t be so childish, you were supposed to be back at the dorms an hour ago so we could study-”
A loud voice yells out, drawing your attention to it.
There are 3 security guards walking towards you, and although they’re barely visible due to how far you are from them, you instantly stuff your phone back in your pocket, turning to Kirishima,.
“IT'S THE FUCKING POLICE WE GOTTA GO!” You yell out, which clearly gets everyone's attention.
Sero and Denki make direct eye contact before absolutely booking it towards to train station, while you struggle to get yourself out of the stupid fucking seat.
“FUCK, YOULL NEVER TAKE ME!” Denki’s voice is heard, getting further away, to which seros laughter also becomes distant. 
You continue to struggle as you send a pleading look to Kiri and Mina, who are both panicking out of their minds.
Kiri scoops Mina up, placing her in the main area of the cart before grabbing the handle and running faster than you’ve ever even heard of.
The yelling of the guards is slowly getting further away as you freak the fuck out in your baby seat, Mina laughing at the top of her lungs.
By the time you finally make it to the train station, you are stuck, Mina is asleep, and Kiri is going on about he has to be the manliest man ever for saving not one, but two, damsels in distress. 
After somehow getting onto the train, everyone still in their prior positions, it takes a few moments before the hilarity  of it all hits you. 
You’re casually chillin (while being stuck of course) in the baby seat of a shopping cart, while being pushed around by the manliest red head who cannot stop grinning, with a pink alien fast asleep in the cart.
What the fuckoli broski.
So of course you burst out laughing again.
It doesn’t really hit you how embarrassing everything was until you are being pushed/snuck into the 1A dorms, Mina awake and now standing on the foot of the cart so she doesn’t have to walk, casually talking with Kiri.
The laughter of the common room as you first rolled in will stick with you for years.
Even more so when Bakugou walked up to you, arms crossed in disappointment as he looked you over before he too burst out laughing.
Yeah, you couldn’t forget that.
The only thing you wish to forget is Aizawa angrily trying to free you from your metal prison, before he just broke the fucking thing and proceeded to tell you off. 
All while Denki and Sero couldn’t stop laughing so hard that they weren’t even making sounds.
It was worth having Katsuki extra cuddly afterwards, despite him saying that he didn’t miss you, he just knew you were doing some dumb shit again. 
Plus being able to see the smile on Katsu’s face as you relayed some of the funniest moments while he cleaned up your scrapes for you.. That was well worth it.
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bnhatrashsammy · 3 years
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We miss u
Anon, thank you.
Not gonna lie, i’ve been going through a hell of a lot recently, and this kinda made me tear up a little :’)))
I didn’t know how much I needed to see this. Thank you.
I love you, I appreciate you, and if anyone who reads this ever needs anything, my dms are always open.
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bnhatrashsammy · 4 years
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If you end up reblogging my posts I spend hours just going through your blog out of pure happiness. Bless you babies that reblog. Bless.
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bnhatrashsammy · 4 years
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Spicy Bakusquad Texts
-NSFW UNDER THE CUT-
18+ o n l y
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Warnings: this is basically them asking to eat you out/suck yo dick in smau form.
Pairings: Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Mina (all x reader)
Feel free to request some other spicy shit if this interests you!!
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bnhatrashsammy · 4 years
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You age up characters right? I figure most writers do but I like to check.
Most of my SFW things take place during school itself as a young love kinda thing, but the short answer is yes ofc! All characters are written as either 18+ third years or pro heroes. I’ll be sure to start specifying this when I post my next fic!
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bnhatrashsammy · 4 years
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You gotta rules link? I want to be respectful
Heya! I really appreciate that, but I don’t personally have any rules atm! I’m comfy writing nsfw/angst/kinks/whatever! 
I will make one eventually, but from the top of my head I can’t think of something I wouldn’t write :)
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bnhatrashsammy · 4 years
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Hey babe can you tw tag cheating
I'm sorry, I thought I already had!! It’s tagged now 
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bnhatrashsammy · 4 years
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Self Proclaimed Happily Ever After
Warnings: angst, cheating, implied/referenced sex (no real details given ofc!!), unhealthy relationship, probably ooc
Word Count: 1,250+ 
Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x Reader
A/N: pls accept my angsty feelings word vomit
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You should’ve known better.
Fuck, you should’ve known better.
You couldn’t control yourself, though. Not against those red eyes that always seemed to make your heart skip. Not against his grin, though rare, that always managed to brighten even your darkest days.
How?
That’s all you could seem to ask yourself.
W h y?
Was it you? Something you had done? Were you really, truly not enough for him? Was there something you could have done?
However, all you could do was sit on the couch and wait for him to get home.
Home.
It’s funny how a single word used to mean so much to you.
Memories flash through your head as you look around the living room. 
You remember when you and Katsuki had first looked at this place, located in the center of Tokyo, not too far from his agency. It had to be the hundredth house you had looked at so far. 
You remember the first time you walked into this house, how you could perfectly envision all the furniture and trinkets decorating the place in each and every room. Katsuki waited 5, maybe 10 minutes before looking at the realtor with a smirk.
You remember how excited you were, how happy everything was. How happy everything should be.
Tears pool in your eyes. You remain seated on the couch, eyes looking at the door, yet completely unfocused. A bitter laugh leaves your throat. You may be in the living room, but fuck, it feels like you’re dying.
The tears fall down your cheeks.
It’s not pretty. Your eyes are puffy, and they hurt, because all you’ve done since you’ve seen the text messages was cry. Your whole body aches, you’re dehydrated.
It was only one text.
You had been reaching him his phone, the screen lit up, the notification was there and your eyes locked on it automatically.
“Still meeting at the usual? Can’t wait to have you between my thighs again xoxo”
Maybe if you hadn’t ignored it you would’ve been fine. Katsu gave you a weird look once you handed him his phone, but you ignored the hurt plaguing in your chest.
Uraraka wouldn’t text him that. Surely it was a prank. Maybe it was Kaminari messing with you, right? Maybe it was simply just a ‘haha wrong person’, right? There was clearly an explanation for this.
Right?
One text became two. Which became ten. Which kept on multiplying and you pretended it wasn’t happening. How the fuck do you bring this up anyway?
You’ve known for a week. How long had this been going on?
Because although you could deny it to him, you couldn’t deny it to yourself.
You no longer had time to deal with the memories, as the door unlocking brings you back to the present.
Your breath gets caught in your throat at the sight of him coming through the door, a tired look on his face. You almost let a small smile grace your distraught appearance before your brain practically slapped you for such a thought. It doesn’t matter how adorably tired he looks anymore, he’s not fucking yours.
And maybe he never was.
Such a simple thought causes a soft sob to erupt from you, finally attracting the attention of your so-called fiance.
“Was she better than me?” You ask, your voice hoarse from the crying, but you force yourself to suck it up quickly. He does’t fucking deserve to see how you react.
He looks genuinely confused for a split second, before he lets out a sigh. Throwing down his bag, he closes the door behind him, running a hand through his hair.
“Who told you?” His voice comes out worried, but otherwise normal. As if talking about the weather, instead of the fact he tore out your fucking heart.
You scoff, laughing bitterly. “So others knew? Just not me? That’s lovely, Bakugou.” Your voice sounds completely unlike you. If you couldn’t hear it echo throughout the room, you would’ve thought it was someone else.
A look of fear flashes across Bakugou’s face at the mention of his name. You had never called him that. He made shitty nicknames for you, so you gave him shitty ones right back. The word sounded so foreign to his ears when coming from you.
Bakugou walks up to you, sitting on the coffee table in front of your form on the couch, gently taking your hands in his. Normally such a loving gesture from him would make you nearly swoon. 
But this situation wasn’t exactly normal, huh?
Fuck.
Who knows.
Maybe it was, for him.
Before his hands can completely cover yours in a way you used to adore, you jerk them from his hold, crossing your arms across your chest, and sending you the harshest glare you could muster.
“Answer me first.” You send him such a calm, sweet smile that it honestly sends his mind reeling for a moment. 
You can see the tears well up in his eyes, but you pay them no mind. He doesn’t deserve your pity.
“No.”
“That’s hilarious, considering you kept going back. I’ve been right here the whole time, after all.” You close your eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. “Well, whatever, you can have this back.”
You carelessly toss the engagement ring onto the spot beside him, watching as his frame tenses up. 
“I’m leaving. We’re done.”
Despite how confidently you say the words, it causes your heart to drop impossibly further.
You don’t see the panic that takes over Bakugou’s face, you’re too busy grabbing necessities to take with you.
“Wait!” His voice is broken, and a small part of you loves it. “Y-you can’t just go? We have to fucking talk about this!”
You hear his footsteps before you feel him grab your wrist.
Once again you jerk yourself from his hold.
“Don’t you dare fucking touch me.” You seethe. Although his grip was gentle, it burned.
He freezes at your expression, your demeanor.
“You fucked up. You can’t apologize your way out of this one. I’m done. I’m so fucking done. I gave you everything! And you threw it away like it was nothing! You win, Bakugou! Congrats! You’ve officially lost me.” Your voice raises, not exactly to a yell but definitely something close to it. You shove past him, heading for your once shared bedroom.
You can hear him following you, his voice hoarse now as his own tears stream down his cheeks. Fuck him.
You grab the bag you had packed hours ago and continuously ignore his begging, something so uncharacteristic of him.
It’s not until your hand is on the handle of the door that you turn back to any of his words.
“You’re really going to throw us away over one stupid fucking mistake?” He yells, the angry tears cascading down his face in such a way that breaks your heart.
You smile at him though, despite everything. You love him for fucks sake.
You shake your head, a final bitter laugh leaving you.
“Bakugou, you already threw us away the moment you decided to choose her over me.”
You’ll never forget the complete and utter hurt that was on his face the moment those words left you. As if he had just realized it for himself as you spoke.
You don’t dwell on it though.
You open the door, softly closing it behind you.
You walk.
Far, far away from your self proclaimed happily ever after.
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