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SFW version ::: Dating THE fucking Katsuki Bakugo
Part II (NSFW version ::: Dating THE fucking Katsuki Bakugo)
A/N ::: I'm absolutely feral delulu (god I hate that word but it's really all that can describe accurately how insane I am) for Katsuki right now.
C/W SFW ::: Brief language. Sweet Katsuki on date with ChubbyF!reader // you // y/n, new relationship, testing the waters, sweet Katsuki. Sorry. Had to say it twice. Soft touches here and there, sweet kisses. NSFW stuff will be posted soon.
I edited this many many many many times. So if I missed anything gross, lmk.
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Thinking about a fourth date with Katsuki that goes really, really well.
He picks you up in his Black Jeep that has green and orange interior (yeah, it sure does). It's a stick, too. And the gear shifter cap is a custom made piece; a black grenade. Anyway, he gets to your house and walks up to the front door wearing those fucking sexy ankle pants that fit him just perfectly. And a long sleeved polo shirt with that little alligator on it. The collar is popped up around his neck. Not because it's cold or anything. He was told by a friend of a friend of yours that you thought it was incredibly sexy that he wears it like that. Too bad his friend was fucking with him, though. You don't think it's unsexy. But you do have a hard time taking your eyes off of it. Just wondering why he wears it like that.
He holds his arm out for you as you open the door of your place and see him standing there. Looking all sorts of frickin’ handsome. You take his arm with your much smaller hand and he stops for a second to double-check your door is locked up tight. He smiles and tells you that you can never be too sure. There's a lot of crazies nowadays. It warms your heart at how considerate he is about your safety. I mean, he IS a hero. It's kind of second nature for him to be like that. But it's still sweet, though.
You're walking to his Jeep and he opens the door for you and holds your purse while you buckle up. He makes sure your feet are inside the vehicle so he doesn't slam the door on your freshly painted toenails. He'd feel like an absolute asshole if that happened. Like, how do you come back from something like that when you're just starting out dating? Nah, he knows better. He makes his way around to the driver's side, still holding your purse. He hops in, he doesn't climb in. He's so damn tall that his legs allow him to ease his sweet, tight little ass right onto the seat. Handing you your purse, he buckles up too.
His feet get into position; on the clutch and the brake, and he starts it up. The radio was on. From what you heard, it sounded like a motivational/self-help thing. You heard the words 'believe in yourself and you can accomplish anything. You … deserve to be loved, too.' He moved to turn it off so fast that it looked like he was beating it up. 
You put your hands on him. One on his shoulder, the other on his thigh, and leaned over to give him a single, self-denying kiss on the cheek. He smiled at you and you know his eyes were screaming thank you for not saying anything about this.
On the drive to the restaurant, he asked you about your week. It was hard to catch up with him throughout the week sometimes. He has a busy schedule. Still, you appreciated him asking you about how yours was. You talked about how quickly the time went by and how happy you were about that because you were looking forward to your date with him tonight.
He looked over at you at a red light and put his right hand on your thigh and gave the fat on it a tight squeeze. Your skin filled out nicely in his hand. The light turned green and you immediately  missed his fingers digging into your flesh as soon as he put them back on the shifter. It was just nice to feel his touch after not seeing him for 5 days. Though you talked, it wasn't the same as being with him.
The restaurant he's taking you to for dinner has valet parking. He pulled up to the front and tossed his keys to the valet like some kind of cool guy. It made you giggle. You saw him slip a $20 to the kid as he pulled them in close and told them if they so much as got an extra speck of dirt on his Jeep he was going to rip them a new asshole via their belly button. The kid looked at you and all you could do was shrug your shoulders at them and flatten your lips, nodding.
Katsuki walked around to your side again and stuck his elbow out for you to take. You proudly took it and the two of you walked into the restaurant and were blown away by the fanciness of it. Like, ballgown/tuxedo fancy. You looked at each other and the back at the space around you. Slowly backing away, you asked him what happened. He said he didn't know. Nothing was mentioned about super dress code attire and how do you feel about getting something on the pier?
Honestly, you didn't care if you had to eat peanut butter and jelly in a back alley with a decomposing body. You really just wanted to be with him right now. Though you reconsidered the decomposing body and swapped it for a huge dumpster.
The valet brought his Jeep back. Scratch free, and you two did the whole door dance and he drove down to the water. The lights along the walk were beautiful. Soft and white. It made his usually sharp features fuzzy and warm. You couldn't stop looking at him. At his lips. You wanted him to kiss you. Just one. Nothing too heavy. 
As luck would have it, he caught you looking at him when you thought you were being sly. Without saying a word, he cupped your cheek in his hand and leaned down to give you the one, sweet kiss you had been craving since you last were together.
It left your cheeks red, blood hot, and your body dizzy. Your eyes fluttered at the gentle gesture. He let his lips hover just out of reach for a few seconds afterward. You wondered if he was testing the waters. To see if you'd lean in for more. And oh my god, you wanted to. You wanted to kiss him everywhere. But as this was only your fourth date, you managed some self-restraint. Though you'll never know how you did. He looked so sexy tonight. He looked so sexy every time you saw him. 
The two of you made you way down the walk to some vendors and he ordered for the both of you. Some noodles and toppings you've never tried before. They were so good. You enjoyed your time there with him more than you would have at some stuffy old, high maintenance restaurant. He offered to get you a dessert but you declined.
That set him off. "You not eatin' in front of me or some shit like that? Goddamn it, you're sexy as hell. EAT SOME DESSERT!" But you told him you were still full from dinner and you'd love some dessert later. He blushed at his overreaction. You blushed, too. But for an entirely different reason.
A little later into the walk, you took a chance and reached out for his hand, taking it into your own. His palm was sweaty, and he apologized for being a little nervous. He doesn't date - like, ever. Except for you and it's still so new that everything is just a bit scary. Despite his sweaty hand, you held it anyway and laid your head against his bicep as the two of you walked further down the pier to look out over the water.
You walked all the way out to the end and leaned over the railing, dropping a few pebbles into the water that you'd picked up along the way.
"Be careful, don't fall in dum- I mean, just be careful." He almost called you a dumbass but he caught himself. It's an adjustment being around you. One that he's growing to like more and more the longer this almost ruined date goes on.
"I won't fall in," you laughed. "And even if I do, I have the best hero there is to rescue me." You blew him a kiss after you said that and he started toward you, catching it.
"I think you lost something, just now, miss. Does this belong to you?" He put his arms on either side of you and leaned over to kiss your cheeks. So. Softly. You found yourself leaning into him just to get more pressure from his lips. Pulling his head back, he looked at you. Bright red eyes looked over your face to read your expression.
"I didn't lose it, I gave it to you. 'Dumbass'." Smirking, you reached up and brushed the hair away from his forehead. "You're getting a little long up here. I've never seen - um, well, I like it either way."
Tilting his head quizzically to the left he held his breath for a second. "You've never seen ... what? You've never seen my hair this long? How long you been watchin' me, woman?" Katsuki put his hands in his pockets and kicked his feet like you told him he was the most handsome, brilliant man on the planet. 
He thinks so, so why not?
It was adorable to watch him, THE Katsuki Bakugo, squirm. And no, you weren't going to let it slide.
"Yeah, ok. So what? I watch - tuh (sounds like watched but you broke the word apart so he wouldn’t hear you openly admit you had been watching him) you. I have watched you, throughout your career. Ok, ok. God! Twist my arm. I look for things about you. Updates ... and ... well, stuff. Ok? I - I've car- been interested in you for some time." You rolled your eyes. "Are you happy now? You got me to spill my g- mmm!"
Katsuki was in front of you in no time. Kissing you before his feet had even stopped moving. His hands rest gently against the deep curve of your waist. He bent at the knees so he could be a little more face-to-face with you. You're still about 6 inches shorter than he is so the kiss had you standing on your tiptoes.
It made you feel like you were in a movie; The tall handsome blonde Pro Hero bending over to kiss the shorter (hair color) haired girl in the flowing dress at the end of the pier built out over the water. The sunset behind you seemed too overkill until the rain-pregnant clouds drowned it out, if you were being honest. But this had been the perfect evening.
Even when it started to pour down rain it was like you had been caught up in a romantic monsoon. It was a full 5 minutes that you stood there. Lip locked. Hands wondering. Hands wandering. It was one of the first instances in your life that everything slowed down. Your first slow-mo moment. And you couldn't have asked for it to be with anyone else than Katsuki. 
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justagirl-with-aphone · 10 months
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Brain rot about morning walks with Bakugo...
Fluff, fluff, and more fluff
~gn!reader x Bakugo~
Just thinking about waking up to a gentle shake from your boyfriend, Bakugo. Who’s prepared food for you, breakfast in bed while he packs you a water bottle, and anything else you might need. I feel like he would be so gentle this early in the morning, still groggy from sleep, but awake enough to still be vigilant if needed. He cares about your health so much, making sure you drink your water and taking breaks as needed. Walking in comfortable silence as the sun begins to rise and the city slowly starts to wake up. It’s quiet and peaceful. You and your boyfriend enjoying the time spent together before he goes off to work. I’m thinking about morning walks with Bakugo...
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thesonoffireandice · 2 years
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Slow Down [Katsuki Bakugou x Reader]
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Tags: Angst, Fluff, Katsuki Bakugou
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Being in a relationship with Katsuki Bakugou was… interesting to say the least. He was very loving and caring, but it was always like a ticking time bomb with him. There was always going to be that little something that happened during his day that was going to set him off. Although he was calmer with you, he had his fair share of explosions towards you. He would usually apologize afterwards once he had calmed down, but that didn’t make them any less… explosive.
Katsuki has been having a rough time recently at work and nothing felt like it was going his way. Crime was going up, villains keep getting stronger, and Bakugou has convinced himself that he needs to step it up. In order to do so, he has been pushing himself to the limit. Everyday before work he would go to the gym and exercise, then straight from the gym he would go to work, and then in case that wasn’t enough, Bakugou would go for an evening run to a local forest where he would push his quirk to the limit to get it stronger.
You knew he wanted to be the best, and he already was the best in your eyes, but to him he was only getting weaker. Although he might have been getting physically stronger, you watch him get home exhausted everyday. He walks through the door and just collapses on to your couch. He barely has enough energy to eat before he drags himself to your shared bed and falls asleep only to do everything again.
Today was no different from any other day that month. You hear the rattling of keys outside the door as you finished preparing dinner. You peak your head out the door to find your blonde-haired boyfriend looking down at the floor as he drops his work bag near the door. “Hello,” he grumbles before heading over to the couch where he drops onto just like every other day.
You watch him move in his regular lethargic way and you can’t help but frown. Your hear aches for how badly he pushes himself, how he is willing to destroy himself just to be stronger. Quickly finishing up dinner, you bring him a bowl with some cutlery and take a seat next to him.
His eyes are fixed on to the TV that is showing the news, but he looks over at you with the bowl of food once you sit down next to him. He takes the bowl out of your hands and you can feel his arms shaking as they grab the food from you. He thanks you quietly before he starts to eat.
You watch him for a few moments before you turn your body towards him, moving your hand up to play with his hair gently as you speak to him. “Kacchan why don’t you slow down a bit?” you say softly as he continues to eat. He looks up at you as he continues to rake the food into his mouth. “I’m hungry and the food you made is really good.” He said innocently defending how quickly he’s eating. You chuckle a bit at his answer, “That isn’t what I meant, I mean why don’t you slow down with your training.”
You know he doesn’t want to have this conversation, let alone hear this from you. He knows you support him as much as you can, but he doesn’t understand how much seeing his pain hurts you too. “I can’t and you know it. I need to get stronger, and this is the only way how.” He says quietly, but you can hear the suppressed anger in his voice as he says those words.
“Katsuki I can’t watch you hurt yourself like this, you’re already strong and one of the best, you don’t need to-” you tried to speak to him but your words were cut short when he slammed the empty bowl of food on to the table. “Stop. JUST STOP. What do you know about getting stronger? All you do is paperwork. I’m trying to save the world and protect people.” He wasn’t suppressing his anger anymore, he was letting everything out, any pain he was feeling from his work, any supressed emotion from his day, it was all coming out now. “You think I want to be in pain? You think I want to suffer? Just shut up.” He screams before storming out of the living room and into your bedroom before slamming the door.
You watch him silently as he leaves. Nothing happens for a moment as you just reflect on what he said. It really is exhausting being in a relationship with Katsuki Bakugou, but the worst part is sometimes it hurts. You move on the couch to face the TV and rest your elbows on your knees as your face falls into your hands. You are just as exhausted as Katsuki was. The world is getting scarier and scarier and you had so much work on your plate, dealing with this was just too much.
You stay there for a moment just thinking about what to say, as you wipe away tears that escape your eyes. Relationships are hard work but was it really supposed to be this hard? After what felt like hours passed you get up from the couch and pick up the bowl Bakugou set down. You put the dishes in the sink and then head over to your bedroom to try to sleep off the pain. Before you could reach for the bedroom door handle the door swings open and you look up to find Katsuki.
He stands in front of you, tired. You can tell he’s calmed down, instead of anger in his eyes, it’s just pain and sadness. He looks at you and notices your red eyes and wet cheeks and knows you’ve been crying. “Shit.” He mumbles under his breath before he pulls you in. You’ve been trying to keep it together but at this point you couldn’t keep it in anymore. It was your turn to let out all of your emotion. You quickly wrapped your arms around him as your body started to shake from your sobs. You grabbed on to him and held him close as you cried and cried. You can feel Katsuki’s head on yours as he holds you. He held you for as long as you needed, until every tear was shed, until every emotion was felt.
Once your sobs started to calm down you heard Katsuki’s voice, this time calm and gentle. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to cause you pain. I thought this was pain only for me, sometimes I forget that there’s another person there for me.” You pull away from him slightly so you can look up at him. “Kacchan I am there for you for whatever you need, you know this, I will support you through whatever you do, but when you hurt yourself, I draw the line.” He looks down at you and before closing his eyes. “I know.”
You stood there together, embracing each other for a moment before you moved your hand over to his hair and gently started to comb your fingers through his hair. For as long as you’ve been together, this was always his favourite thing and never failed to calm him down. He opens his eyes and meets your gaze. You give him a gentle smile, a smile that shows that everything will be alright.
“Everything I do is because of us, mostly because of you. I just want to protect you. I can’t let anything hurt you, so I need to be the best.” Hearing his words your heart melts. “You are the best, I can’t imagine anyone better than you, you are incredible, loving, strong, you’re literally the best.” You say with a little chuckle at the end with a tear escaping your eye. “Fuck, I’m sor-” he starts to apologize as he wipes the tear before you cut him off and gently put your hand on his. “I promise these aren’t bad tears,” you say with a smile, “I love you Katsuki, more than anything in this world, I only want you to be happy.”
“You’re what makes me happy.” He says before leaning down to give you a kiss. “I promise I’ll try to be better, I don’t want to hurt you.” “That’s all I can ask for my love, thank you.” With those words you put your hands on his face and lean up to give him a gentle kiss. “Let’s get some rest, you must be tired.” “Exhausted.” He says taking your hand in his and leading you to the bed. He climbs into bed all ready to go to sleep but refuses to close his eyes until you are next to him, in his arms. You quickly get changed and ready for bed before climbing in next to him. Within seconds you feel a warm arm wrap around you and pull you close, hugging you like a child clinging to their favourite toy. “I love you.” You hear his voice say from behind you. “I love you too,” you say before sleep takes you away.
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rainywritingsx · 4 years
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hcs: kirishima, shinsou & bakugou holding out an umbrella for reader
Request: Could i ask for hcs for Kirishima, Shinsou and Bakugou x reader where she is standing outside drenched to the bone in the rain. He runs up behind her with an umbrella that is technically built for one. To conserve space, He pulls her as close to him as possible. 💐🕊
oh my gosh this is so adorable and soft, I caaanttt, this is too much for my poor heart to handle :(((((( also sorry that this request took so long, but first I wrote it thinking you wanted scenarios, only to find out you wanted hcs when I was about to post it lol. Hope you still like it tho! Have fun reading!
xxxx rainbow
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Warnings: Only some slight swearing
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Kirishima Eijirou
Of course, the one day that you didn’t have enough time to check the weather for the day, it just has to be pouring outside.
You had studied at school for a bit with Uraraka, who left once she was done but you wanted to stay
and of course you forgot your umbrella
you have to go home tho, so the only option now was walking through the rain
however, after a while you’re already soaked from head to toe, maybe even getting sick tomorrow
After a while there is a stoplight, so you have to stop for a moment. Can’ that damn thing hurry up?
Suddenly, you don’t feel droplets falling on you anymore. With a small frown you lift your gaze, only to see an umbrella above your head
the heck?
that’s when, in the corner of your eye, you finally notice Kirishima
who sends you the sweetest smile once your eyes meet UWU
and this baby thinks you are just the most beautiful woman on earth, even when you’re totally soaked
but then you realise he’s getting wet now
“don’t do that, you’ll get sick!”
“Y/n, you’re the one who’s completely soaked at the moment.”
damn yeah he was right
“A true man wouldn’t let a lady he knows get sick instead of helping her”
stop it or i’ll melt
btw now that kiri was getting wet too, his hair fell down, his bangs sticking to his forehead
and you almost squealed at the sight bc he looks so cute!!!!
would be better if you weren’t outside where it was raining cats and dogs rn
“What if we share the umbrella?”
“it’s too small”
well dangit he can’t get sick either
so you pout and cross your arms as you take a step so that now you aren’t under the umbrella anymore
“If you aren’t standing under it i won’t either”
this boi cannot help but smile at how cute you are right now
he’s even blushing a little
after a small silence he gets an idea finally
it can go two ways but he will still try
bc he’s brave!!
so
he grabs your hand pulls you closer
not too close, you two aren’t standing against each other but still pretty close
and you become a blushing and stuttering mess
“now the both of us will be dry!” he smiles, almost resembling a puppy
well, it’s not like you mind being this close to him
so you nod
but actually, you aren’t completely dry, your back is still outside of the umbrella
and ofc best boy notices because he cares!!!!!
“Y/n, is it okay if I pull you a bit closer?”
“YES THAT’S MORE THAN OKAY.” you blurt out when he barely finishes your sentence
can you be any more cute to him?
he couldn’t help but cutely chuckle at your answer, but he was more than happy to hold you close
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Hitoshi Shinsou
okay, tbh, the fact that you are now on your own outside, where it’s raining cats and dogs, is your own fault.
I mean, you decided to stop on your way home to pet some cute kittens
Not feeling like waiting, you choose to walk through the rain
curse those adorable kittens… their eyes were literally begging you to pet them
now because of that, you are cold, wet and tired because your clothes have become really heavy at this point
after a long silence, from the distance you can hear the sound of a car
when you look up, you see a car on the road, speeding into your direction
before you know it, its tires go through a giant puddke of water
as if you aren’t wet enough
as a reflex, you flinch and squeeze your eyes closed.
you hear the water splash, but you feel nothing?
you open your eyes, and are met with an umbrella that was held out in front of you
huh?
when you look behind you you see your crush, Shinsou standing behind you
though his action was almost heroic, his expression didn’t show that at all
“I see you’ve forgotten your umbrella again.”
jeez, okay,,,
“Well, it isn’t a long walk anyway. I can handle it.” you shrug nonchalantly
uhu, like you didn’t have an inner tantrum earlier
“yeah, you seem more than happy to walk through the rain.” he says, the sarcasm dripping in his voice
this jerk-
“fine, i guess I’ll just go.” he says after receiving no response
okay no an umbrella does sound nice
so you stop him
and well, he doesn’t leave
however, it catches your attention that shinsou isn't fully dry, so you tell him that
“why does that matter?”
“It’s your umbrella, silly!”
he’s a little lost on what to do at first
bc this boi kind of likes you and ashido kind of tolld him that but he did not believe it
but i guess our boy is feeling brave today
so he wraps his free arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him
to say that you are flustered is an understatement.
“w-what are you doing, shinsou?”
“You need to go home, and this the only way we will fit. Why, do you mind?”
“....no.”
maybe it was the fact that shinsou pulled you closer out of nowhere, but you decided to kiss his cheek before saying you two had to go now
and you bet he has this adorable small smile on his face the whole time
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Bakugou Katsuki
as you walk through the rain, you can practically hear bakugou scolding you for not listening to him already
he told you it would rain today
out of frustration, you kick away a small rock that was on the pavement
but that was a bad idea
because it ends up on a puddle, causing you to get even more wet
I mean, does it matter? you’re already soaked
however, after a moment you realise the rain isn’t falling on you anymore
but you can still hear it ticking?
“What am I going to do with you….” oh, hehe, it’s bakugou
“Okay, maaaybe I should’ve listened to you.”
“You damn right should've, dumbass” he says and shakes his head in disappointment
without even saying anything else, he holds you against him
“I’m not going to get sick because you decided to be a complete idiot today.”
you can feel your whole body heating up, meanwhile his face isn’t showing a hint of emotion
is this really doing nothing to him?
little do you know bakugou is great at hiding his feelings
to an extent
he has a breaking point >:)
you can’t  tell his heart is pounding in his chest, or that right now he wants to do nothing but kiss you
and feeling you this close to him gives him butterflies, he’s struggling to keep his cool
you move a little closer to bakugou and gently hold onto his arm
now this
this startled him
he’s about to curse at you until his eyes make contact with yours
“we’re gonna walk, aren’t we? I don’t want to fall.”
right
bakugou shook his head to think clearly again, and without saying a word he just started walking
now that you aren’t getting more wet, it’s actually nice to be in the rain
it was a little romantic even
also
of course bakugou’s reaction earlier didn’t go unnoticed by you
but still, jumping to conclusions isn’t always a good idea
it could’ve been anything else, right?
maybe you should do something to be sure
your gaze goes to bakugou, who’s looking straight ahead right now, not noticing you at all. or maybe he pretended not to
feeling bold, you stop him for a small moment and ever so lightly press your lips against his cheek
this boi
he almost drops the umbrella
now his cheeks were clearly red, and his ears seemed to turn a little pinkish
you cannot help but laugh at that cute reaction
but he didn’t say anything
so you feel bad again
“I-i’m sor-”
“Dammit, I wanted to take the first step.” he grumbles. oh. wait what?
you look at him, but for a moment he says nothing
“Let’s just go.” he mumbles as he pulls you a little closer uwu
and you bet he will make up for not taking the first step :D
even if you don’t care, he still does
be prepared for 10/10 boyfriend material :)
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summerlovingbaby · 2 years
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Traitor Part 8
part one// part two// part three// part four// part five// part 6// part 7
Y/N spent the next two hours sobbing so hard that she was gagging, and the three after that looking off into space. Her eyes lied desolate, and her body lied still and empty. Sometimes she would shiver violently, or a tear would fall down her face. 
Ever since Bakugo forced her to down her meds, Kirishima had been glued to her side, assuming that, what he did would be her breaking point. The straw that broke  the camels back. The thing that would finally force her to get better and be back to normal. Little did Kiri realize, that there is no normal. Not anymore, nit after what happened to her.
After he realized that he left, after seeing Y/N in her state, it looked like she was only moments away from dying, and he just couldn’t stand it. He tried his best to help and comfort her but nothing worked, and then he realized that nothing would probably work. He came to the heartbreaking realization that he wouldn’t be able to help her. He didn’t want to cry in front of her, and it made him feel weak. He felt he had no right to cry, not in front of her.
He almost made it to his room. Almost. He had his door on the doorknob when he sunk to the floor like melted ice cream. Rambling on, in words that nobody would understand. He began to sob so loudly, he was wailing. This attracted the attention of his classmates, who were just beginning to settle in to bed.
Bakugou flew out of his room, in a panic at the sounds of his friends cries. Followed by Mina, Sero, Todoroki and Deku, albiet much slower. Bakugo was by his side in seconds, kneeling to see if he hurt. Once he realized that she wasn’t physically hurt, his concern only grew for Y/N, assuming that something happened to her.
“ Is it Y/N? Is she hurt?” Kirishima only muttered madly in response, which quickly grew into sobbing and incoherent mumbles.
Bakugo’s eyes grew wide in a state of confusion. He himself was on the verge of panic, but he knew that he had to remain calm, if not for his sake, for Kirishima’s sake, and if not for Kirishima’s sake, then for Y/N.
“ What happened?” he asked in as sturdy a voice that he could manage. Kirishima tried to speak, but he only began blubbering again, and crying much louder. Bakugou sensing a oncoming meltdown put a stop to it as soon as possible. “ Uh...uh.. none of that. I can’t help you if you keep talking all that nonsense... if you want my help, I need you to calm down.”
Kirishima wanted to calm down, he really did, but he didn’t no how to very well, which resulted in him just holding his breath and attempting to wipe the tears away. His attempts proved futile, because it didn’t work.
“ Hey... hey... hey. You can’t do that. Just breathe , will ya? In and out I know you know how.”
Slowly, but only slightly Kirishima’s breathing began to slow to a pace that was barely substandard, only enough for him to feel like he wasn’t dying every time he gasped for air, now he only felt like he needed a oxygen tank.
“ Now, can you tell me what happened?” Bakugou asked again.
“ I.... I.... she-she... I don’t think- I don’t think I can help her.” he managed. His breath began to quicken, as he finally admitted it outloud.
“ I’m sure that’s not true.” Mina suggested.
“ I don’t think that she’s going to get better.” he spoke again. This time oddly calm. Tears still flowed down his face, but his voice was oddly stable and calm.
“ She will get better, we just have to stay positive and be there for her!” Sero spoke.
“ She won’t even look at me! SHE FLINCHES WHEN I TOUCH HER.” He yelled. He was starting to get angry, extremely angry, witch was scary to everyone witnessing it,
“ Calm-” Bakugou started.
“ HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CALM DOWN WHEN THE LOVE OF MY LIFE IS SICK, AND IN PAIN, AND WON’T LET ME HELP HER.” He began to stand, with full force full of rage.
“ Love of your life?” Todoroki asked.
“ I RUINED HER LIFE, WE RUINED HER LIFE, AND US STANDING HERE AND PRETENDING THAT WE DIDN’T-, I... she hates me.” His voice dropped off mid statement. “ She hates me, and she has every right to hate me.”
“ Now I’m sure that’s not true.” Mina asked.
“ She called me pathetic, and weak, and a coward..” His voice was frail and shakey. And he felt like he would collapse to his knees again. But he tried his best to remain stable.
“ I’m sure she didn’t mean it.” Sero suggested.
“ She meant it, and she was right.” he said, his eyes darted to the floor in shame. “ I didn’t stick up for her, I wasn’t there for her, not when she needed me. I should have listened to her, I loved her and I thought... She trusted me and I failed her. I should have been there... I failed her.” The last bit came out as a broken whisper. He began n to speak to himself. Then his eyes darted upwards in sudden shock and realization. “ We didn’t even say sorry.”
“ Sorry?” Denki asked.
“ Sorry, for the pain that she is in and the pain we caused her.. for the role that I played in it.” Suddenly as if he was a puppet on a string he beagn to walk back in the direction that he came.
“ Where are you going?” Bakugou asked.
“ To say sorry.”
Meanwhile, halfway across campus, Y/N had just began to physically recover from what just happened. Her head was looking at the ground because she didn’t even have the energy to look up anymore. Then her head suddenly shot up like a bullet.
“ How did you get in here?”
“ I have my ways.” a voice spoke from behind her.
“ Why are you here?” she asked, despite the fact that she tried to come off as harsh, but it was way too shaky to come off as anything but nervous.
“ Can’t a father just come to see his daughter.?”
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Ocean Eyes, or Something More?
A/N: Lowkey hate this, I rushed the ending and ijfbvfvbf, I wanna rewrite it! But I hope you enjoy this anyways. I’ll be posting more soon promise. 
However! Enjoy another beautiful server prompt for mha & readers discord server! I’ll be posting the masterlist later today, so keep a watch for that!! 
Pairing: Commodore!aka Officer!Bakugou Katsuki x Pirate!Fem!Reader
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The spray of the sea landed upon your face; licking your lips at the assault, you were pleased to find the bitter sting of salt because of it. The smell of the water contradicted its taste, the sweet aroma of the waves still one of many that you haven’t gone nose blind to. The never ending blue surrounding you above and below was an almost blinding sight, yet there was never another sight you would rather gaze at. Never could another place hold itself so dearly in your heart such as this. This was your life; a life of freedom and honor, as much honor as a born and bred pirate could scrape together anyways.
The winds that blew against the durable sails urged your beauty of a ship forward, closer to the destination you were seeking. You kept your excitement at bay, knowing that this mission you’ve taken upon yourself was that  of great importance. 
“Cap’n, we be close to the shores of Sinehpor, the rest await yer orders.” Your right hand breaks your thoughts, and you glance over at him. 
Kirishima was a fine second mate, brave and upheld your honor more than anyone else ever had. A true man you trusted by your side, trusted with your life. You granted his presence with a nod, eyes going back to scan your crew.
“Thank ye, Kirishima. Have everyone prepare for shore, tis will be a night o’ drinkin’ for em all.”
“Aye, already done, Cap’n.” He grinned, motioning to the members preparing the sails and locking up some of the more precious items below deck. 
“Good,” you glance over the waters to spot the shoreline approaching the distance, “Ye already know why we be here, Kirishima.”
“Aye, the true reason. We be sure to get that map from the scoundrel. This be one of the biggest hauls yet, Cap’n.”
“So it shall,” you laugh heartily before raising your voice for everyone to hear, “Avast! All hands hoay me hearties, we be sailin’ into the docks of Sinehpor. Ye be knowin’ what that means!”
The cheers and happiness was contagious, goodwill spreading all along the ship. You nod at Kirishima as he went below to help the rest.
Tonight your men would be destroying their livers on the finest rum they could get a hold of, reaping the benefits of land after their time on the ship without rest. You had finished up a job, and were now without much purpose other than sailing. With your mates growing antsy for more work, and you itching for a new conquest, you figured it’d be beneficial to kill two birds with one stone.
Sinehpor was a well known trading dock that many came to for more than just their merchant carts; Sinehpor was also known to have some of the finest taverns and festivals, seen as more of a party district than one of trading. However, that title was swept under the rug, trading as a front to stay out of too much trouble from the royal navy and their annoying habits to shut down anything that was deemed fun. You've had your run in with the royal navy more than once, nothing more than a capture, since you always managed to escape before they could do anything more than that. 
You maneuvered your ship to a bare part of the port, docking your ship as you prepared to descend the ship. Making sure to give your crew a knowing look, silently commanding them to not seek out too much trouble, before letting them depart. You were the last to walk down the plank board, Kirishima waiting faithfully at the bottom for you. Your sea legs were noticeable as you walked towards the keeper, putting on an indifferent face as he gaped at your figure.
You understood, receiving this look on more than one account, while female pirates were rare they were still a thing; a female captain on the other hand was almost unthinkable to most. 
“It’s one shilling to dock, uh, ma’am.” 
You reach for your cloth bag while maintaining eye contact, pulling out more than what was asked for, throwing the shillings onto his record book.  You tip your head slowly, captain hat proudly atop your head as it followed your motions. You stroll away, smirk taking over as you hear him mumble a random name for the records. 
Your name wasn’t something you gave away so freely, not even your given name;
Diablo.
The legendary devil who roams the waters with ‘his’ crew born straight from hell. Well, that’s what they say anyways. There was not a man alive who hadn’t heard the tale of Diablo and ‘his’ deadly crew, who always got away with the fastest ship there was. Your ship, Hell Born Serpent, wasn’t given names on false pretenses. It was the fastest ship you have ever encountered, it’s shape helped its speed and agility in the water, ‘snaking’ through the water before disappearing from view. There was no one alive who wanted to go head to head with your crew, not a sane one anyways. You yourself had fought tooth and nail to gain your own title of legend, and you would continue fighting to your death.
Speaking of legends, you focused your mind on your purpose here. You had heard prior that an old acquaintance, of yours would still be here by this time. That he’d be taking residence for a short time before moving on again, sneaky old rouge. With these rumors around of his whereabouts, you were sure he could be gone any day, so you had to make sure you caught him before he did. He had what you wanted, what would give you work and make an even bigger name for you and your crew.
The map to Eazam Island itself, the one and only island of bone that was foretold to be full of riches beyond a man's wildest dreams. They say it’s just one of legend, a story for weary sailors, but what is another legend under your belt? If there was to be anyone to snatch the gold and live to boast of the easy capture, well that would only be your crew of course. 
You both reached a bar you knew well, hidden among other buildings but still one of quite busy, the dim lights and smells of food and drink bringing back memories of past adventures. 
A wild set of raven hair quickly catches your attention, and your smirk widens. You wave off Kirishima, allowing him to wander off to a table and relax with a pint; although you were sure he would do no such thing, opting to watch over the interaction in case of foul play. You dearly hope a barmaid will draw his attention away and let him have some fun, what good would it be to have come here if he didn’t.
Another catches your attention, making eye contact with one of your crew mates as he lifts a mug in salute to you, drowning it in one go. His eyes grow hazy and face flush before he barks out a laugh, pulling two barmaids closer to his side with a giggle in his voice, their faces heating up while they fall for his charms. That was your very own Denki of the Dames, a hit with the ladies sure, but as you take one final glance to see his slurred words and wobbly stature…
You knew he should have been called lightweight instead, he was always three sheets to the wind after two measly grogs. 
You see a few others sitting together, their names definitely matching: Abyss eyed Ashido, the bat of her eyes said to hypnotize anyone she wishes, and Quick Slip Sero, who you did trust wholeheartedly to get out of any sticky situation. You merely called them their names, not out of disrespect but for that of fondness. Each member was your family, and you made it known to them all.
You turn away from them, licking your lips in anticipation as you keep your sights locked onto your main target. You saunter towards your prey, taking the spot directly next to him at the bar. 
“I was wonderin’ when you’d show, doll. Your lackies aren’t the most subtle, ya know.”
“Sorry to keep ye waitin’, inferno.” You tap the bar for a drink, ignoring the way your company clicks his tongue at the name. You nod at the bartender, slugging back a few gulps before peering over the rim of the mug to see blue eyes piercing into your soul. Blue like your beloved waters, but these were nothing in comparison to the beauty you saw daily. 
“How many times will ya insist on calling me that wretched name, Diablo.”
“I think it suits ye pretty well, don’t ye think?”
“I never asked to be called-”
“Neither did I mine, yet here we be. Two ol salts drinkin’ in a measly pub together, wit names neither wan. So cut the hostility, Dabi, an jus drink yer rum before I do.”
He hummed, voice cutting deep and reminding you of forbidden nights shared together, before taking a drink of his own cup.
The noises of the rowdy bar infiltrated your ears, however silence between the two of you louder than that. You weren’t one to beat around the bush, so you broke the silence and went in for the kill.
“Now, why don’ ye be nice an’ help me get me hands on that map, ha?”
“What map is that, doll.”
“Map to Eazam, what else.”
“Hm, now, what kind of place would that be.”
You sent a glare through the corner of your eye, deadly (e/c) meeting haughty blue.
“Don’ be testing me now, Dabi. Best ye spill it before I grow angry.”
The tension was thick, neither stare wavering as you both tried to win a silent match. Stormy seas and cannon fire filled a single share look, till Dabi grunted and looked down into his drink. 
“Who even says I have it to give it to ya, Diablo.”
“Ye always have what i’m lookin’ for, Inferno.”
“Oh,” his smirk grew, tongue trailing between parted lips, “I do, ay? Maybe you can give me what I always be looking for, then.”
“We ended that a long time ago, don’ be startin’ things ye know is impossible.” You hiss, annoyed at his diversion.
“This could also be something considered impossible, ya know.” Dabi chuckled, finishing his drink before throwing enough for the tab.
“Ye know me crew and I are the impossible, Inferno. You’ll get yer cut for the map, of course. I’m not cruel.” You grin wickedly, spilling your own pockets for the rum as you drown the rest, slamming the cup atop the counter. 
His eyes rolled at yoru dramatics, glaring at the redhead across the bar.
“I see ol’ second rate still watches you like a lost seadog searching for land.”
You raise your chin, telling Kirishima to stay put as he glared at the man beside you. He nodded at your request, staying put as you both made your way to the back entrance of the pub.
“Watch the way ye be talkin’ about my right hand, Inferno.”
“Aye, of course Cap’n.” He mocks, the back door closing behind him as you both walk down the empty alley. 
Dabi takes you a few ways away, back towards the docks as he heads towards his own ship-nothing as extravagant as your own. As soon as you both are to board the ship, a whistle puts you both on guard. 
You glance behind you to see two naval sailors, both men watching the two of you.
“Pardon the intrusion, all docks are to be cleared until ship inspection is over.” The one with dark hair speaks up, a formal voice for a formal guard.
“Sirs, ship inspection? There is no such thing, if I may be so bold.” Dabi speaks out, voice taut as his hands itch to grab his pistol. 
You send him a sharp glare, knowing any wrong moves could blow this whole situation out of the waters. The men take in both of your attire, and you hold back a scoff at the judgment in their eyes. All naval personnel were the same, there was only one man who granted you a judgment free stare. You haven’t seen him in years, and you hoped you never would. He was the best commanding officer they had, if you were to be caught by him it was over. 
“We are inspecting to make sure all ships that are documented are present, and there are none without the proper paperwork. That is all.” The cool voice of the second sailor spoke out, his scar on his left eye giving hint that these men were no pushovers. 
“There will be no trouble, we were just leaving.” Your voice commanded, motioning Dabi to follow as you attempted to walk past the two men. 
They seemed to also want no trouble, letting you walk by until a booming voice halted all movement.
“Who are these people walking along the docks, can you two do your jobs properly?!” The snarling tone captivated you, yet you felt all of that leave as soon as a hand grabbed your upper arm. 
You were quickly spun, red hot gaze burning into your own. You couldn’t help your eye twitching in annoyance, and that only seemed to set him off. He looked you up and down, gaze still on you as he spoke out to the others.
“You were just about to let a couple of pirates walk off, you imbeciles.”
“Pirates? Ye must be mistaken,” you say coolly, trying to remove his hold on you, “We be here for the fine tradin’ posts, of course.”
Strong jaw clenches, and his warm hands grab at you harder till he forcefully moves your sleeve up. The two scars that circled your wrist and branded you as a pirate were now in plain view, your tattoo resting right above it. You sigh, annoyed more than anything with all of the manhandling. 
“Trading posts, of course.” His snide and mocking tone pissed you off more.
Guns were drawn, and you knew there was no way you could ever dodge those.
“Come now gentlemen, we don’t want any unnecessary blood spilling, do we?” A cool smirk came from your companion, and the man holding you quickly grabbed Dabi’s arm to check for his pirate mark as well. 
“Seems you’re not one of them. I suggest you leave before I charge you as an accomplice.” 
Dabi mock bowed before stepping away, hands up in false surrender as he did. 
You expected nothing more from the coward, the man may not be considered a pirate but he surely acts as one. 
However, he was more shady than he was worth.
“Ye rat bastard-”
“I would be quiet now, pirate. I hereby arrest you on accounts of treason against the crown.”
“If ye shall be adressin’ me, ye shall do it properly. It be Cap’n to the likes of ya.” You huff, glaring at the guns still pointed at your head.
You had no chance of taking 3 men on alone, especially now that Dabi had left. You’d just have to wait it out, see what these men were capable of and then escape accordingly. 
“Captain?” The sailor with glasses gaped, and you turn with a smug smile.
“Aye, ye have never seen a woman cap’n before, ha?”
“Woman or not, a pirate is a pirate. Captain…” The blonde holding onto you gazed at your tattoo, only to have his eyes widen. 
“What is it, Bakugou.” The one with the scar spoke out, causing this Bakugou to stare at you.
“You’re el Diablo.” 
It was a statement rather than a question, and you shrug indifferently before pulling your arm from his hold. Instantly feeling the breeze cooling the warm skin he once held. 
“Diablo? He’s said to be well, a man.” 
“Does she look like a man to you?” Bakugou snarled, annoyed as he tugged cuffs from his waist. 
“Oh,” your eyes scan the item, “Commodore, I don’ think this be the best time for ye to try anything like that out on me. Not until i get a couple o’ grogs in me system first.”
You speak suggestively, wincing as he clamps on the cuffs tight. The dug into your skin painfully, cold metal feeling like flames on your wrist. 
“Watch your tongue, Captain. I may just cut it off.”
You were then dragged by the man to the naval ship, a large one with the name ‘Queens Jewel’ painted along the side. Forced up on the deck, you felt the stares of different official sailors. You keep a smirk on your lips, not trying to give more than needed. 
A hand dug itself into your shoulder as you were forced below, a row of cell blocks coming into view. You glance for keys, or any sort of escape, but red meets your wandering (e/c).
“You wont find anything in here, my crew isn’t as stupid as you might believe.”
“On the contrary, I don’ believe yer crew is stupid. I believe that to be all ye, commodore.” 
He growled, grabbing you by the front of your coat as he raised you closer to his face. 
“I believe you have no room to talk here, pirate.”
This was the first time you had gotten a close look at the man, he was large and burly, truly someone worthy of his title. Light battle scars littered his face, very faint and from probably nothing more than just training. His blond hair was the opposite of what you assumed a proper commodore should have; instead of neat and kept, it was wild and untamed-as was the apparent temper he had. His eyes intrigued you the most, the opposite of your calming blue seas, this man's eyes were a storming red. There was a feel of harshness, yet justice. Anger, yet levelheadedness. His eyes were contradicting, the color of a sunset reflecting off the blue shores below.
What a sight indeed.
“Now now, best ye be not doin’ anything ye shall regret, ay.”
“I will regret nothing, it’s my personal joy to watch the scum of the seas get what they deserve.”
He tossed you harshly into the cell, locking it up before scrunching his nose at you. You return the sentiment, your playful facade dropped as a menacing scowl appears. 
“Scum of the seas? Ye be one to talk, all ye be is a pawn of the queen. We ‘scum’ have morals, ye do not.”
“Hah? Morals, in a pirate?” He scoffs.
“Aye, a pirate lives by the code of which their forefathers have written with their own blood and souls. Ye follow the deranged orders of a madwoman who cares nothing about the people below ‘er.” You scoot back, leaning your back against the wall of the cell. 
You fully expected the man, who was called Bakugou if you remembered correctly, to up and leave. To call you a dirty pirate before storming away from the cell. You felt the ship move beneath you as it began to sail off, so surely they needed him to call out commands to his crew of misfits. However, to your surprise he had sat on a crate by the bars, watching you intently. You meet his gaze, unafraid to look into his cool-hellfire eyes. 
“The queen is a woman who does what she can for the people. It’s you pirates who pillage and kill, not us. We follow orders because they keep commoners safe.”
“Who do ya think we be, monsters!? We may be lookin’ out for our own, but if ye give a snake a reason to strike, strike it shall. Ye leave it be, it shall grant ye the same respect of that which it be given. Pirates respect those who be deserving.”
“And we don’t.”
“No.”
The waves brushing along the sides of the ship and the creaking of the motions soothed your temper, you closed your eyes and let your head fall back against the wall. Hoping this conversation was over. There was no navy sailor who you have ever come across who was worthy of your respect, this man was not going to be one of them either it seemed. Although, the brash attitude from early looked to be faded, a blunt yet calm one in its place. Contradicting once again, just like his eyes.
Your own snapped opened as you heard him stand, watching as he narrowed his gaze in thought.
“Tch. For a pirate who makes claims they sail the open waters, you appear to be sheltered. Where has your false sense come from.”
“It not be false,” you whisper, eyes closing once more as memories surface, “it be real, whether ye believe me or not is none of my business. I don’ trust ye to keep your mouth shut anyways.”
“Fair enough, however it is a pirate you cannot trust. I will never forget my lessons. You have your own reasons, and I have mine. I know first hand of the damage you pirates can do, I won’t stand for it.” You heard him speak through clenched teeth. 
“Then sit, yer head be full of lies”
“It is you whose words are false and based on only personal gain.”
“A man of the queen may not keep their word, but a man of the sea shall, commodore.”
“Well, you can believe I shall keep my word on this: your end is soon, Captain Diablo. You have nowhere to run, and you shall be put to death for your crimes.”
His footsteps begin to fade, his voice echoing in your head as he leaves.
“Soon enough the one who be telling the truth will be laughin’. Dead men tell no tales, Commodore. Yet neither will a lost man, ya see.” You laugh to yourself, not hearing a reply as he leaves the room. 
A few hours go by and you are visited once more by the intriguing man, a tray of food in his hands. You make no move to go towards it as he slides it in, eyes still closed and body still in the same position as he left. 
He sighed in annoyance, and you could only help but smirk.
“What’s with the look, you halfwit.”
The seas rock with more force, the boat swaying more as if a storm was coming forth. Then it happened, the sounds of fighting happening above, causing Bakugou to curse out in question. 
“Ye see commodore,” Your eyes flutter open, grinning evilly as he stared back with anger and confusion, “tis as i said, a lost man will tell no tales. I am to be lost, ye have no hopes of finding me.”
Then the door leading to the cellar room burst open, and you promised yourself you would never forget that look of terror and hatred in those bright sea-ruby eyes. You have never cared for another color other than your seas, often trying to find replacements, with no luck. Yet, while they weren’t as pretty as your blue ocean below you, they were just good enough that you’ve found yourself hoping to see them again.
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hii could you do a request where maybe the reader is hanging out with her classmates while bakugou is training or something and then maybe like an ex from the other class comes over and starts talking shit about her to get a reaction out of her, but also trying to still get with her again if that makes sense LOL then bakugou comes in and is just standing up for her and yeah (hope that made sense, kinda cringe request but it’s whatever)
KATSUKI BAKUGO X READER
“What are you reading now?” A familiar voice made you look up from the novel you were reading. The sun beamed into your eyes, causing you to blink. The silhouette of your ex boyfriend leaned over you, temporarily eclipsing the sun.
“What do you want, Shihai?” You huffed, resituating your position on the bench.
“Can’t I ask you a simple question? What’s the point of getting worked up over nothing?” He tousled his white locks, the black color of his fingers standing out like ink spilled on new fallen snow. It was a habit you used to find extremely attractive, until the break up that is. “Come on, can’t we at least be civil with each other?”
With a sigh you held up the book you were reading to show him the title, then returned to reading it. You hoped he would just take the hint and leave, but no such luck. Shihai Kuroiro sat down next to you, his presence distracted you from your book but you pretended to be reading anyway.
“What are you doing out here alone anyway?” Shihai asked.
“Waiting for my boyfriend to finish training.” you deadpanned, maybe the knowledge that you had a new boyfriend would deter him.
“You already got yourself a new boyfriend huh?” He snickered. “That was fast… I don’t know why I expected anything less though.”
“What do you mean?” You felt your anger rise but you kept a calm demeanor. Speaking to Shihai again really put you on edge. You scooted to the side to make a wider gap between you. “We broke up three months ago, it's not like I started dating Katsuki the day after we parted ways?”
“Katsuki Bakugo huh?” He smirked at this new information. “I should have known you’d fall in with one of those class 1A jerks. Be careful or they're going to start rubbing off on you.”
“Piss off.” You finally turned to him. “You don’t know anything about Katsuki.”
“I know enough.” Shihai ran his fingers through his hair again. “I know he’s not good enough for you. Like seriously Y/n, he’s an asshole, everyone can see that. You deserve better.”
“He’s not an asshole…”
“Whose not an asshole?” The sound of Katsuki’s voice made your eyes shoot up. The spiky haired blond almost slammed his foot into the bench between you and Shihai, only to lean down and retie his shoelace. He spared a resentful glance at Shihai and then returned his attention to you. “Whose this extra?”
“Oh no one, just my ex boyfriend, Shihai Kuroiro.” Your voice shook slightly from stress. Katsuki took notice.
“Have you been bothering my girlfriend?” Kasuki raised his hand threateningly like he was about to release an explosion.
“We were just talking.” Shihai turned his attention back to you. “You really left me for this prick?”
“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST CALL ME?” Katsuki yelled. You had to hold him back to keep him from commiting murder.
“So easily angered.” Shihai folded his arms. “Is that because you know I got to take all of Y/n’s first times, before you even got a chance?”
A loud punch hit Shihai in the cheek and he fell to the ground, Katsuki stepped back, breathing hard. Shihai groaned in pain.
“You really dated this jerk?” Katsuki asked, now calmer than before but still aggressive. “Come on Y/n, my mom asked if you wanted to come for dinner, she’s making spicy curry tonight.” He slipped an arm around your shoulder and turned you away from the other boy who was still clutching his cheek.
“That sounds amazing, Katsuki.” You leaned your head on his shoulder. Katsuki stopped and looked back at Shihai.
“By the way, I don’t care who y/n had her ‘firsts’ with. I’m with her till the end so all i care about is that I’m her last.” He started leading you off to leave the school grounds. “AND DON’T YOU FORGET IT! YOU DAMN EXTRA!”
(This was really fun to write. Thought it would be fun to throw in Shihai Kuroiro in as the ex, I just think he's cool. I was going to use Monoma but it wasn't working for me. I hope you like it! Also I completely forgot you wanted Y/N to be with friends, I didn't remember that till after I was finished. ahhhh. anyway I hope you like it!!!!)
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❝ ℝ𝔼ℚ𝕌𝔼𝕊𝕋 𝕊𝕋𝔸𝕋𝕌𝕊: ❞
Regular Drinks (General): Headcannons, oneshots, and imagines that are not related to an event. (Closed)
Why? I miss doing hcs and now have the time to do them.
How to write these requests: Give me a character (that I write for), tell me if you want Headcannons, an imagine, or a oneshot. My limit of characters for Headcannons is four, and for imagines it’s three. Then, tell me what you want it to be about. You can be as vague or as specific as you need, just please be sure your idea gets across so I know what to write! Also, a hi beforehand would be nice, and if you ever have any random questions feel free to ask. 
Special Brew (Event): As of now I have a 60 Followers Event that is going on. (Closed)
Why?Because writing a lot of full scale stuff is just a lot right now with school and other life things.
How to write these requests: give me a character from the list provided in the event, a prompt from the list provided, and 1-3 words from the provided word bank and I’ll write you a oneshot! Be patient with me though, it might take awhile to get your request to you, but I promise the wait will be worth it!
Pastries (mood boards) a nine picture mood board of your favorite character, and a color or aesthetic type of your choice. (Open)
Why? These are a fun and easy thing for me since I have been editing for a year now! It doesn’t take a ton out of me like writing does, therefor, I will do these pretty much whenever and am a lot quicker getting them back to you.
How to write these requests: give me a character (from the list below) and say whether you want me to do what I think their aesthetic would be, or give me an aesthetic to do them with. You can also just give me a color and see what I do with said color and said character.
hot coco (smaus) a 1-3 slide text conversation with the reader and the character requested. (Open)
Why? These are actually super duper fun and I just ahhh!!! I’m always up to make some text conversations so these are perfect.
How to write these requests: give me 1-4 characters and a scenario. Example: Todoroki, Bakugou, and shinsou + random texts they’d send as your a/o.
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- Fluff
- Au's
- Angst ( Not anything super gory though just cause it would be absolutely terrible)
- Mental Health related things (nothing in a bullying or taunting manner)
- gender neutral readers
- fem x fem hcs
❝ 𝕀ℕ𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔻𝕀𝔸ℕ𝕋𝕊 𝕀 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝕌𝕊𝔼 𝕀ℕ 𝕄𝕐 𝕆ℝ𝔻𝔼ℝ𝕊 ❞
- Smut
- Suggestive Themes
- Bullying (unless the character is getting out of it or it’s a comfort thing)
- Drugs
- Abuse
- Toxic Relationships (Unless it is something the character is actively trying to get out of)
❝ 𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ 𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾𝕊 𝕋𝕆 𝕂ℕ𝕆𝕎 𝔹𝔼𝔽𝕆ℝ𝔼 ℙ𝕃𝔸ℂ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝕆ℝ𝔻𝔼ℝ ❞
- I only write x readers
- All my x readers and headcannons are default going to be female x reader unless stated otherwise
- I try my best not specify skin color or body type in any of my works. (If I do mess up and say something that is not inclusive, please let me know)
❝ 𝔽𝕃𝔸𝕍𝕆𝕌ℝ𝕊 ❞
Harry Potter
Harry Potter
George Weasley (Headcannons Only)
Fred Weasley
Cedric Diggory
Draco Malfoy
Hermione Granger (Headcannons Only)
Luna Lovegood (Headcannons Only)
Riordanverse
Percy Jackson
Grover Underwood
Annabeth Chase (Headcannons Only)
Piper Mclean (Headcannons Only)
Hazel Levesque (Headcannons Only)
Jason Grace
Leo Valdez
Frank Zhang
Magnus Chase
Hearthstone
Carter Kane
Sadie Kane (Headcannons Only)
Lester Papadopolous
Nico di Angelo (as a best friend or sibling since I don't do male x male)
Will Solace (same principle as Nico)
Marvel
Peter Parker
The Umbrella Academy
Number Five
My Hero Acadamia
Izuku Midoriya
Kasuki Bakugou (Headcannons only)
Shoto Todoroki
Eijiiro Kirishima
Denki Kamanari
Ochaka Uraka (Headcannons Only)
Tsuyu Asui (Headcannons Only)
Eri (friendship or sibling only)
Tamaki Amajiki
Tenya Iida
Koji Koda (Headcannons Only)
Kyoka Jirou (Headcannons Only)
Hanta Seri (Headcannons Only)
Fumikage Tokoyami (Headcannons Only)
Momo Yaoyorozu (Headcannons Only)
Hitoshi Shinsou (is it spelled with an o or an ou *Insert silent tears bc I can't spell*) (also a personal favorite of mine)
Also, pretty much any of them as villians
Miraculous Ladybug
Adrien Agreste
Chat Noir
Cat Blanc
Marinett Dupan-Chang (Headcannons only)
Luka Couffaine
Avatar: The Last Airbender
Aang
Katana
Sokka(Headcannons only)
Zuko
Toph (Headcannons only)
Side note: I'm apart of a lot of other fandoms, but those are the main ones. I read a bunch and here recently got into anime. So if there is a fandom you don't see, feel free to ask about it.
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miah-pooh · 3 years
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Day 5 Mommy Kissing Santa
A/N: Day 5 of “A Very Merry Christmas with the MHA Characters” P.S I couldn't come up with a reason why the kids couldn’t see Santa so I put what my ma used to tell me when I was little and Every year no matter how old we are we sit down and read ‘Twas the Night before Christmas’ every year. What was a Christmas tradition you and your family did. Enjoy and Happy Holidays!!!
Uploaded: 12/5/2020
Word Count: 1.2k
Bakugou x Reader
It was a snowy Christmas Eve and you and Katashi were making cookies for Santa. “M-Mommy why can't we see Santa when comes” Katashi asks. Your eyes widened because the question was unexpected and it caught you off guard. Katashi was only 6 and Katsumi was 7. You thought you would be used to their random question but they always prove you wrong. “ Well” you say squatting down to be face to face to the child “legends says if you catch santa while working he would either poke you in the eye or not giving you your presents” The child eyes widened and ran out the kitchen screaming for his older sister “wait Katashi what about the cookies!” Before you knew it he was gone around the corner probably telling his sister about Santa. You continued to place the cookies on the cookie sheet and put them in the oven, You set a timer and cleaned the kitchen back up. Katsuki walked in the kitchen with both kids clinging to him for dear life. “ A little help” you turned around and giggled at the sight before you “ What happened?” You said still giggling “Whatever you told Katashi he told Katsumi and and now they don’t want ‘Santa’ anymore. For the longest you begged Katsuki to put on a Santa customer and put the present under the tree because why not? He finally agreed to do it for the kids. “ I might have accidentally told him if he was to see Santa he would pick them in the eye and not leave presents” you say fiddling with your thumbs. Katsuki moved to the living room and you followed behind him. “Guys you know Santa is not going to do anything if I'm around to protect you” He says looking at the kids “ and if he does decide to mess with you i'll just have to beat him up and tell him not to mess with my kids anymore.” He says with a grin on his face looking at you, You couldn’t help but giggle at your husband's comment. The kids looked at you with their big red eyes looking for reassurance and all you could do is smile and nod at them. The timer for the cookies went off and you got up to take them out the oven. You looked at the time and noticed it was getting late. You walked back to the living room getting a book off the bookshelf. You held the book up for the kids to see “who's ready for our tradition book reading?” you ask, The kids finally let go of Katsuki and ran to their rooms to get their matching Pajamas. Before you could follow behind them, Katsuki grabbed you and pulled you close, you stared at him surprised “Yes?” he pulled a mistletoe out of his pocket and held it over your head, You laughed giving him a kiss and walking to the kids room to help them with their clothes. When the kids had their pajamas you squatted down and whispered “go get daddy and bring him to the sofa to read with us.” The kids ran out of their room and into the living room looking for their dad. You sat on the sofa waiting, you heard little pitter patter steps and turned around to see Katsumi pushing Katsuki and Katashi pulling him towards the sofa. You were sitting in the middle of the sofa with Katsuki on your left side, Katsumi sat on your right and Katashi sat in your lap both children smiling at you ready to read. “Twas the Night before Christmas…” Once you were done reading Katashi was asleep and Katsumi was rubbing her big red eyes trying to stay awake you looked at Katsuki and he took that as a sign to  grab Katsumi and put her to bed. You picked up Katashi and made your way to the kids room. You tucked them in and kissed their foreheads good night. You left the door cracked and made your way to the Kitchen to set the milk and cookies on the table for Santa.You went to your shared bedroom to find Katsuki Bring out all the presents out of the closet, you walked to the closet and changed into your nightgown and robe walking out the closet with the Santa suit. Leaning against the bathroom door frame you spoke “Forgetting something” You say while holding up the costume to show Katsuki. Katsuki looked up and growled at you “ You better be glad I love you shitty women.” While you were helping Katsuki get in the suit the kids were in the other room planning to catch Santa in the act. They waited a while till they heard footsteps in the living room. You were helping Katsuki move the presents under the tree, once all the Presents were under the tree Katsuki moved the coffee table and took a sip and the milk. The kids successfully snuck out of their room to see Santa, they peeked around the corner to find ‘Santa’ and mommy talking. Katsuki had stopped in front of you pulling out the mistletoe and hanging over your head again, he pulled you close and you wrapped your arms around his neck, he planted a passionate kiss and looked back at you with a grin and you couldn’t help but smile back. The kids saw the whole thing watching with a surprised look in their eyes. Katsumi grabbed her little brother's arm and pulled him back to the room. “ We have to tell daddy about this” Katsumi says Katashi only replied with a simple nod, still in shock. The kids got back in bed and went to sleep while you helped Katsuki out of the suit. It was Christmas Morning, you checked the time and figured the kids would be in there soon screaming “It’s Christmas Get up” You laid down for a little while longer waiting for the kids to wake up. Katashi woke up and rolled out of bed, shaking Katsumi to wake her up. “c-come on we have to tell daddy, t-that mommy kissed Santa. Katsumi instantly got up racing to their parents room with Katashi trailing behind her. They busted into your shared bedroom screaming “Daddymommykissedsantalastnight!!” Katsuki started stirring in his sleep,the kids jumped on Katsuki to wake him up. “What is it you brats.” Katsuki says in a sleepy voice rubbing his face. You got up trying to figure out what the kids were saying “Last night w-we saw mommy kissing s-santa” Katashi said with Katsumi nodding her head wildly. Katsuki's eyes shot to you and you shot a look at him in confusion trying to figure out when the kids were up, but Katsuki played along. “ She did what again?” he said sitting up “She kissed Santa” Katsumi said “oh really if you really did see that dont you think santa left you presents?” The kids mouth dropped and jumped off the bed running to the christmas tree full of christmas Presents. You and Katsuki get out of bed and made your way to the living room watching the kids open their presents in excitement, you couldn't help but smile. Kasuki looked down at you and planted another kiss on the lips and you couldn’t help the warming feeling filling your heart with joy as you hear the kids shout in excitement about new toys. Katsuki finally released your lips and said “Merry Christmas baby.” “Merry Christmas Katsuki” you say with a smile on your face.
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wonderwomanfantasy · 4 years
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Blood, Baths, and Bakugou
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thank you for kicking things off annon! and before anyone asks this is the draft I posted accidentally 🤡
Bakugou x reader
word count: 1,200 (about)
warnings: Nudity, swearing, mentions of injuries and violence,
summary: you are convinced you can handle this by yourself, your hot-headed boyfriend? not so much...
You eased yourself back into the bath, the scalding water was maybe not the best idea for your marred back but you didn’t care.  You cursed and fought back tears. The once clean water was already starting to darken with the filth that covered your body, and the blood that oozed from your cuts.
You huffed and did your best to ignore the sting, you grabbed a washcloth and began the grueling task of scrapping away the grime that covered you. Your hands shook with the effort, you could barely apply enough pressure to make even a dent. Suddenly the bathroom door swung open and hit the wall with a bang. you jumped, sending some of the water flyings. You yelped in surprise, but it was just Katuski. 
“I am a lady you know? you could at least pretend to care about my modesty,” you grumbled but didn’t even bother trying to cover your naked body. you were so caked in rubbled and blood he probably couldn’t see much anyway. 
“you’re a fucking moron,” Kastuki growled ignoring you and looking pissed off as ever in the doorway of your bathroom.  He marched towards you sneering.  He was still in his hero costume, he must have come straight from work after he saw your battle on the news. 
“Look at you you’re a fucking mess!” he barked stopping next to the tub “(y/n) why the fuck didn’t they let them take you to the hospital?” he demanded you dropped your eyes unable to meet his blazing red eyes.
“come on It’s not that bad,” you mumbled, it was a lie and both of you knew it.
“(y/n) you are bleeding out in our fucking bathtub,” he shouted kicking the tub for emphasis. you just scoffed and rolled your eyes. It had been a nasty fight and Bakugou was right, as much as you hated to admit it, you probably should have let the paramedics take you away.
“I’m fine I just need to get this shit off of me,” you insisted and went back to scrubbing blood off your arm. he kneeled by the tub
“you could have died (y/n),” he whispered, making you pause he was never quite like this, not unless he was really mad.
“there were reporters there Kasuki,” you whispered hoping that would be enough to make him understand. it wasn’t.
“What did one of those fuckers shove a mic in your face or something?” he growled angrily. 
“No- it’s just. you wouldn’t understand,” you sighed. He was a good Hero, Stronger than anyone else no one questioned his rank or skill, so how could he possibly understand your position?
“Just get out of here so I can get cleaned up,” you snapped which made him wince.
“eat shit, I’m not leaving you alone,” he responded then snatched the washcloth from your hands “you’re doing a shitty job cleaning yourself up anyways.” he bit down on his glove and yanked it off with his teeth the pushed up his sleeve before dunking his hand in the hot water.
Despite his aggressive personality, he was gentle when he touched you and he did a better job of cleaning you up then you would have done your self. your eyes fluttered shut. you relaxed in the tub moving whenever Katsuki prompted you to do so, then he got to your back, where the worst injury was. he sucked air through his teeth sharply. 
“Fuck, look what they did to you,” he muttered to himself mostly. he didn’t even try to touch you, every other bruise and cut was small he could deal with those but this was a whole other level. he sat back looking at you
“explain to me what went through your dumbass head when you said you didn’t need help,” he demanded in that same quiet tone of voice that scared you.
“dose it matter Katsuki?” you snapped “I didn’t think I needed help so fuck off alright?” you told him. 
You knew how what people thought about you, you were weak, too weak to be a real hero, every time you were in a fight there were whispers about how it would have been over quicker if it was another hero, every injury you got was proof that you weren’t good enough. the Reporters were there, recording your every move what would they have said if you had accepted help? if you had shown the world just how breakable you were?
If it had been Katsuki, he wouldn’t have even gotten hurt and if he had, no one would have dared called him weak, it would just mean the villain was unbeatable.
“Hey look at me,” Bakugou said softly cupping your cheeks. “Come on I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me Hotstuff.” he purred. you laughed lightly at the stupid nickname. your lower lip wobbled as you fought back tears.
“I don’t want people knowing how weak I am,” you whispered finally. he looked surprised. 
“They all look at me Like I’m pathetic and I just couldn’t let them think they were right,” you said, the first tears started rolling down your face. Katsuki brushed the tears from your face and shushed you lightly.
“come on (y/n) you aren’t weak, you’re the strongest bitch I know,” he muttered “and anyone who thinks different clearly has never fought you,” he added soothingly. you smiled at that. If it was anyone else you might have thought they were just saying it to make you feel better. But If he had thought you were actually weak he would have told you so.
“thank you Katsuki,” you sniffled, he gave you a small smirk
“you want to know something?” he asked you nodded eagerly. he let go of your face to rub the back of his neck
“during our first year, during the sports festival.” he started “when you were up against Kaminari, and you kicked that dipshit’s ass, That’s the moment I knew I was in love with you,” he said in a moment of rare vulnerability. you couldn’t help but laugh, even though it hurt.
“katsu that’s- really?” it was sweet, if not a little weird. 
“you were just really hot when you flipped him like it was nothing.” he reminisced making you laugh even more.
“who would have thought you were so romantic,” you laughed. his smile widened
“only for you Hotstuff, Now come one we’re going to get you dressed then straight to the hospital, I think you need stitches.”
“and If anyone calls your dumb ass weak for needing medical attention I’ll blast them to hell,” he promised. wrapping his arms around your midsection and hoisting you out of the filthy water. you hissed in pain as he hooked his arm under your waist. 
“Sorry, sorry,” he muttered.
“it’s okay,” you muttered blinking out the stars that clouded your vision.
“Katsuki, thank you for this, and for everything,” you whispered. 
“Shut up loser don’t get sentimental on me now,” he scoffed holding you closer to his chest despite how soaked you were. you were glad to hear him back to his normal self, some of the worry gone from his voice. you really did love him. 
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justagirl-with-aphone · 11 months
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Just a lil drabble about Bakugo coming home late to you after a long day of work (Not proof read, first ever piece!!)
Fluff, fluff, and more fluff
Female reader x Bakugo
The familiar sound of the front door handle resonates throughout the house, followed by the sound of the front door creaking open to reveal a dark house. 
It was the third night in a row Bakugo had come home late, you greeted him with a tired face the first two nights, even though he specifically told you to not wait up. tonight though, you didn’t greet him like the other nights, (much to his relief.) Assuming you were laying in bed sleeping like a normal person should, he went and took a shower.
Once out of the shower he trudged into the bedroom relived to finally hold his lovey girlfriend(although he’d never admit it out loud), only to be met with an empty bed. Sighing knowing you as well as he did, he walked downstairs into the living room to find you sleeping peacefully on the couch. 
“I told you not to wait up for me dumbass.” Bakugo grumbled softly, but his voice held no venom.
Scooping you up in his arm, he back up the stairs into the bedroom. Laying you down gently, and tucking you in. Kissing your forehead gently so as to not wake you, he whispers a quiet, “I love you.” Finally, pulling you into his arms, he sighs, contempt with finally holding you. 
Only you get to see his soft side, and if he knew you were awake, he would’ve scolded you for sure.
I hope you enjoyed my first ever piece!
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softheroes · 7 years
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uncovered. (shouto + katsuki)
anon said: May I ask for a request for Todoroki and Bakugou of how they would respond to discovering their s/o's parents are villains before their s/o does? Thank you and I hope much prospers to your blog!
note: this sounded like headcanons but i did scenarios if that’s alright, shouto’s is more like after he saw the villains and katsuki’s is when. and thank you!
warnings: ooc bakugou??
todoroki shouto x reader (lowercase intended) 
shouto couldn’t believe his eyes. 
he should’ve been used to it - seeing villains around town and all, he was training to become a professional hero, but this was different. 
how could they? they had a child who too was working unbelievably hard to make it in the hero profession. and yet here they were, working with the same forces that their kid wanted to help cease. it was sick. were they leading them on this whole time? did they laugh when they weren’t around? who silly it was for their child to want to become a hero when they were villains. 
shouto didn’t like it. he couldn’t believe (y/n) didn’t even know about it. but should he tell them? of course he should, but how would they react? would they believe him? their parents were so nice, calm, they didn’t seem like a threat whatsoever. 
he stopped in front of (y/n)’s home. everything was so calm here, he couldn’t hear the busy traffic of the city, though it was only blocks away from a main road. the grass was green and full, houses neat and nattily landscaped. how unfitting. 
it was a few days since he witnessed his lover’s parents in the middle of committing a horrible crime, when a pro-hero attempted at stopping their dead and utterly failed. he was nervous, to say the least, but he held a quiet composure. he wouldn’t want that leaking through too much while explaining the whole event. 
his somewhat shaky finger pushed the doorbell, and he waited. it was only a few moments before the wooden door opened, revealing the innocent and smiling face of (y/n). 
“shouto? i didn’t think you would be here this early, it’s still a few hours before our movie night.” they spoke, letting him inside the cool home. a contrast with the heat of the day. 
shouto let out an unsteady sigh, they put a hand on his shoulder, “what’s wrong?” concern was sprinkled in their eyes. 
“i, uh, i need to tell you something.” 
it was a shame those eyes would soon be filled with tears, but shouto knew it was the right thing to do, he couldn’t keep this from them, and he would be there to comfort them. 
bakugou katsuki x reader (lowercase intended) 
katsuki was angry. 
though that was usual for him, this was a different kind of anger. he was actually upset over a matter worth getting distraught about. (y/n)’s parents were freaking villains. villains, for all things they could be, they chose that occupation? 
it wasn’t even a real occupation to be honest. 
but there they were, and katsuki was watching them in action. he didn’t want to, but the police had blocked off the area and wouldn’t let anyone pass until the pro-heroes stopped them, or until they got away. 
the rage seethed into his skin, melting the bones and poisoning the blood. his fists were clenched so tightly that whenever they opened one would be able to see the markings left by his fingernails. he watched as (y/n)’s parents caused chaos on the town. he would’ve done something right then and there, attempt at putting a stop to them. he tried talking to the officer (not in a very appropriate manner though), but they just told him to back off. 
their freaking child was at home studying to become the sheer force that fought villains, oblivious to the fact that when they got older all they would be doing was fighting their parents. what did they do when they discovered (y/n) desired to become a hero? laugh? say they believed in them when they sure as heck didn’t? 
the thing was, what was he going to say to (y/n)? he would obviously tell him what he witnessed, it would be wrong - and unlike katsuki - to not. but how would he tell them? they would cry, he knew that for sure, and katsuki wasn’t good with people in tears, he would get all awkward and for once he wouldn’t know what to say. 
soon enough, a pro-hero arrived, trying to cease their awful doings, sadly, (y/n)’s parents got away. most likely to come home to them with a warm dinner and appearing as though none of that just occurred. 
their parents secret was uncovered, and as kasuki walked to their house, hands in his pockets, slouching, all he could think was how to break it to them. 
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justagirl-with-aphone · 10 months
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-My Personal Support-
Use of the nickname “Princess”, pinning, mentions of breaking, lots of cursing
Pro Hero Bakugo X Personal support team leader -not proofread-
You were just happy to find a job that wanted you for your set of skills, you happily became apart of the dynamite agency’s support team. During your introduction was the first time you saw the infamous, Katsuki Bakugo. Known for his brash tongue and little patience, your coworkers warned you to stay on his good side. Working your way up, before you knew it you were promoted to being his personal support item “tailor.” At this point, you had only really seen the man a few times, seeing how he treated some of your coworkers had you worried considering no one in your position kept their job for more then a month. ‘Why me?’ You questioned miserably, at least you got a private office...
A strong knock on your new office door pulls you from your misery. “Come in” you saw curious as to who it was considering you didn’t have anything going on for another ten minutes. But of course, Bakugo showed up early, the big man entered the room with a scowl. His calculated glare looked as if he was picking you apart right then and there, looking for a reason to fire you. no, that can’t be right...Right? I mean you just got here, so what reason does he have to hate you? Greeting him with a cheery smile, which he does not return, you sit down in front of a computer, inviting him to sit across from you. “What bring you in?” you ask, needing to know what to do. The blonde gives a shrug “dunno, I was dragged here against my will by that fucking bitch.” He states boldly, slouching in his chair. “’that bitch?’ who might I ask are you referring too?” You ask, since you obviously weren’t going to get any information out of this guy. “None of your damn businesses” The blonde rolls his eyes. You stare blankly at him, trying to process how this asshole was a hero. “Dynamite, I kinda need something to work with... Has something of your’s broken or do you want something added to your costume?” The motherfucker just shrugged. You were starting to see hwy people couldn’t stand him. “Can I get ‘that Bitch’s’ name so i can contact her and ask?” His eyes squint and he smirks, this was a game to him, and you could tell. “If you were any good at your job, you would know what I needed, do your research, someone as unprepared as you doesn't deserve a job as good as this one” The man across from you continues to spit nonsense into your face. You had enough, fuck this job.“An idea sir, maybe if you got your head out of your ass, you would realize that not everything revolves around you and your problems. So how about we start over, what can I help you with?” You kept your “Cheery customer service” voice on but there was venom present in your voice. The blonde was taken a back for a moment before getting up and storming out of the room. You just knew that you were getting fired, and you cursed yourself for not keeping your mouth shut. You needed this job. But you never got the call notifying you that you were being fired. Reluctantly, you came back the next day bright and early, only to be met with him sitting in your office chair. you met eyes with the man and he got up, starting to walk over to you. “You don’t need to tell me, I’ll grad my stuff and lea-” you started rambling only to be cut off by Bakugo pinning you against the door, confused and frightened, you could only stare in terror and listen. “Lets get one thing straight, princess” He mocks, “You aren’t going anywhere, I wanna see how long that tough girl act will last. I’m gonna have fun breaking you like the rest.” Practically growling in your ear. He blows in your face leaving you stunned, while he slips out of the door, shutting it behind him... Leaving you, a mess of emotions, fear, confusion, but that doesn't explain the color growing in your cheeks...
Fist ever time writing anything like this, if you couldn’t tell, It’s probably a little cringe ToT didn’t know if I wanted to make this head cannons or a short fic
Hope you enjoyed tho :) and should I continue this story? 
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justagirl-with-aphone · 10 months
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-My personal support- (Pt.2)
~Prohero!Bakugo x Support team reader (not proof-read)
It's been about a week give or take since your first encounter with the Pro hero, and let's just say he meant what he said. Most days, The blonde comes in, you take measurements, ask about what he's looking for and he continues with his hero work. But this doesn't mean that he makes it easy for you...
It's like he's trying to be as difficult as possible. Today was much like every other day, Dynamite making your job unnecessarily difficult, withholding information, moving while you're trying to take measurements, and just being an overall dick. But the worse part? The flirting. The lingering eyes, and remarks, the way he eyes you and leans in when talking to you... You know he just wants to get a reaction out of you, but you can't stop your cheeks from growing pink and hot.
"He's doing this shit on purpose!" you rant over the phone to one of your best friends. Mina. You've known her for quite a while and knowing that she's been around Bakugo since their UA days, you figure she'd understand better than anyone. "I swear he's trying to make me quit! I mean what does he gain? If I wasn't so worried about keeping this job, I swear I would-"
"You would, what princess?" A low voice breaths close to your ear.
Quickly you turn around only to have your wrist grabbed and pulled by the one and only, dynamite. "What? cat got your tongue? say it to my face why don't cha?" He smirks, taunting you.
"Let go of me." you struggle, a fruitless attempt against the Pro hero's grip. You weren't weak by any means, he was just THAT strong.
You fell quiet upon meeting his gaze. He stared straight into your soul as if he was studying it. The ash blonde leaned in to whisper in your ear.
"After all I've done for you? You threaten me? I could've fired you leaving you out on the streets. Yet, all that talk and you don't even have the guts to say it to my face. Pathetic." He sneered, pushing you to sit on your desk.
"But how could I drop a pretty thing like you? You're stubborn, I'll give you that, but I'm having fun with my new plaything."
You up at him, wide eyes, this man was a hero? Did he call you a 'plaything?' questions you didn't have time to answer before Bakugo grabbed your chin forcing you to look at him. He had a serious look in his eye with a hint of guilt. "I'm giving you a chance to quit right now, no guilt, you can go back to your old job and we can forget everything." YOu were taken aback by this. My old job? a chance to stop the constant teasing? It would make your job a lot easier but you knew, deep down that you liked the attention from the man...
The next day rolled around and you made it your goal to put Bakugo through what he put you through every day. As soon as he walked in, you greeted him by pushing him onto the couch.
"Pro heroes shouldn't be resting on the job you know. I could report you for this." You snickered, catching the Blonde off guard, he scoffed.
"You're more lively than usual, aren't cha? He rolled his eyes but smirked...
I wrote this at 3 in the morning, so bear with me ToT
Thank you so much for reading! also so sorry I haven't posted in a while, Im packing because I'm going to a convention!!!
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