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lxvislxdy · 3 years

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Shotgun Kisses | Bakugou Katsuki

Notes: thank you all for the requests and the love on my Bakugou x stoner!reader au!! for those of you who haven’t, you’ll want to read that first as it will serve as a part one to this. i apologize for the delay in posting this, it’s finals week and i’ve been so busy! this turned out a little longer than i expected... oops? anyways, let me know what else you want to see from me, or from this au, my requests are open!! again, thank you, i love you all! enjoy!

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Summary: It’s no secret amongst your friends that Bakugou is overprotective of you, and has a hard time keeping his hands to himself, especially when he’s high. But sometimes, his overprotective nature and jealousy becomes too much, and he says things he doesn’t mean.

quirkless!college!au

Warning(s): this fic is 18+!!! obvious recreational drug use, language, and some nsfw content. If you are underage, this fic is not for you!

It had become a running joke amongst your friends that you were corrupting your boyfriend, Bakugou. And from the outside looking in, maybe you were. Of course, they only knew the half of it.

But nonetheless, it was true that a year ago, before he met you, he wouldn’t have been caught dead getting high in Denki and Sero’s apartment, much less lighting a bowl for the pretty girl sitting in his lap.

It was still a rare occasion that Bakugou got high with you, and it never failed to give you butterflies, the way he looked at you when he did.

“What are you staring at, hm?” He asked lowly, eyes drooping lowly, as you blew smoke from your lips.

You giggled softly, already feeling the effects of the drug. “You.”

The corner of Bakugou’s mouth quirked up into a smug grin, but you didn’t miss the light blush across his cheeks at your comment.

“C’mon, lovebirds, don’t hog the smoke!” Sero called from the couch, where he was slouched lazily, shoulder to shoulder with Mina and Denki.

“Yeah, it’s bad enough you stole y/n from us, Bakugou, the least you can do is share!” Denki whined, and the rest of your friends burst into laughter.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, raising the bowl to his mouth once more. “Fuck you.”

He took another hit before passing the bowl to Kirishima, leaning forward to kiss you as he exhaled. You inhaled the smoke, lips brushing against his. Bakugou’s arms tightened around your waist, tugging you closer to him and into another kiss.

Kissing Bakugou high was an altogether different experience from when he was sober. Though he’d never admit it, your boyfriend could be a little shy when it came to PDA. But when he got high, it was nearly impossible to keep him off of you. Not that you were complaining, of course.

You pulled back for air, and Bakugou began trailing kisses along your jaw and to your neck.

“Jirou, kick Denki off aux, I wanna listen to something good!” You called to your purple haired friend.

The two of you grinned, laughing as Denki called out, “Rude!”

“Hey, that tickles!” You scrunch up your nose, laughing as Bakugou kisses feather-light across your jaw. You can feel his lips curl into a smirk before he pulls back, looking at you through glossy eyes.

You lean back, arms around his neck and fingers running through the soft hair at the nape of his neck. Bakugou watches you as your eyes travel over his face, admiring the way he looks in the low light of the room, illuminated by old fairy lights the boys had hung above the couch. You follow the shape of his brow, past his narrowed eyes and down the curve of his nose, before landing on his lips.

“You’re s’pretty, Kats,” Your voice is barely a whisper, and you’re surprised he hears it.

He huffs out a laugh, pulling you back to him by the collar of your shirt. “Dork,” He teases, kissing you lightly. Against your lips, he mutters, “I think you’re the pretty one in this relationship.”

Your heart skips a beat, cheeks flushing, and the next thing you know, Bakugou’s hands are in your hair and he’s sliding his tongue into your mouth. The conversations carrying on around you, and the music, all turn into white noise as Bakugou steals all of your attention. His lips are soft against yours, a stark comparison to his usual gruff attitude, but the way his hands come down to squeeze your thighs reminds you just who you’re dealing with.

You’re brought back to earth by a wolf whistle from Sero, and a pillow hitting the back of your head.

“Jeez, get a room, you two! It’s like the beginning of a cheap porno in here.” Mina cackles.

You erupt into a fit of giggles, ignoring the disapproving reply your boyfriend growls out. “C’mon, Mina, we’re anything but cheap.” You retort, resulting in another fit of giggles.

You grab Bakugou’s hand and give it a gentle squeeze, knowing he was annoyed that you’d been interrupted. He sighs, squeezing back, and you learn your head onto his shoulder.

The conversation turns to some show you hadn’t seen, everyone forgetting the moment between you and Bakugou, and you find yourself slowly drifting to sleep on his shoulder.

“Baby,” His mouth is right next to your ear, voice low.

“Hm?” You hum, not opening your eyes.

“Go to the kitchen, or the bathroom, or something.” He says.

You furrow your brows, confused, “What?”

“I dunno, just make up something, and I’ll meet you in five minutes.” He huffs, impatiently.

You groan, burying yourself further into his neck. “’Suki, m’tired.”

“Y/n.”

His tone makes your stomach flip, eyes shooting open. You know that voice.

You pull back, blinking up at him sleepily as he smirks at you. “Okay.”

He plants a kiss on your cheek, just beside your ear, muttering, “Good girl.”

Your cheeks flush in embarrassment, as you stand, and he laughs lightly at how easily he can make you blush.

“Where ya goin’, y/n?” Kirishima asks, just before you can make it out of the room.

“Bathroom,” You call over your shoulder, hoping you don’t sound suspicious.

The next few minutes feel much longer than they are, as you duck into the bathroom connected to Denki’s room. It’s cleaner than normal, probably because Bakugou had come over last week and forced then to clean. He cared, in his own brash, Bakugou way.

You learned against the sink, taking in your appearance in the mirror, as you waited. Your eyes were heavy, glassy and slightly red, and there was the unmistakable beginnings of a bruise on your neck from Bakugou. You leaned your head back to get a better look, laughing lightly. That was gonna turn into a gnarly hickey tomorrow.

You’re startled by your phone ringing from your pocket, but before you can answer it Bakugou has barged in and is pushing you back against the door, lips on yours. Whoever is calling is quickly forgotten as Bakugou kisses you roughly, wandering hands all over you, and thigh pressed between your legs.

You gasp slightly, mumbling his name into the kiss. His kisses are sloppier than normal, his shoulders relaxed with no trace of their normal tension. Bakugou’s hands, bigger and stronger than your own, find their way under your shirt.

“Kats,” You breathe out, when he finally lets you up for air. “Now?”

“Need you.” He groans into your neck, placing carefully targeted kisses and rubbing circles into your hip with his thumb. He knows you, probably too well, and knows just how to get what he wants.

You sigh, but before you can say something logical, he’s kissing you again.

“C’mon,” He says, in between kisses. “Those idiots are on another planet right now, they’ll never notice we’re gone.”

You doubt that, but with the way Bakugou’s pressing his hips into yours, and kissing you like it’s the air he needs to breathe, you’re hard pressed to deny him. Besides, everything has settled into a hazy fog now, and you’re not worried much about what the others will think.

He knows he’s got you, now, if his smirk is anything to go by. Bakugou starts to lead you backwards, opening the door opposite you with his free hand, his other on the small of your back. Your legs hit the edge of a bed, and Bakugou catches you before you can fall, lowering you down gently. He’s standing in between your parted legs, one hand cupping your jaw and thumb rubbing across your bottom lip. Your heart is hammering in your chest, breathing heavy. Lazily, you tug on the bottom of his shirt, and he pulls away to strip off the t-shirt. You watch, shamelessly entranced by the way his muscles ripple across his abs and chest. You’re struck again by just how attractive your boyfriend was.

Bakugou catches you staring, a smug grin spreading across his lips, and leans down. He rests his arms on either side of your head, caging you in, and is close enough that the tips of your noses touch. You feel your cheeks begin to heat up, but you refuse to back down from his stare.

“You’re not very subtle, y/n.” He says, eyes searching yours.

“Don’t have t’be,” You tell him, breathlessly, “You’re all mine.”

He grins, planting a teasing kiss at the corner of your mouth. “Damn right I am.”

He kisses the other side of your mouth, just shy of your lips, and you pout.

“What’re pouting for, hm?”

“Kiss me!”

He leans back and looks at you, feigning innocence. “I am kissing you, baby.”

“Katsuki!” You whine, struggling to get your arms around his neck.

He chuckles at your feeble attempt, clearly amused by how easily he overpowers you, but gives in nonetheless. “Okay, alright.”

Bakugou’s kisses start to get more desperate, and one hand slides down to fumble with the button of your jeans. You’re brought back to earth by your phone ringing again, and you reach for it, but Bakugou grabs your wrist to stop you, placing both your hands above your head.

He holds you arms there, with one hand. “Ignore it.” He growls out, moving back to the waistband of your pants.

You start to squirm impatiently, heat pooling at your core, and Bakugou mutters out for you to stay still. You whine into his mouth, but the reality is, you aren’t going anywhere with the grip he has on you.

Bakugou slips his hand below the waistband of your pants, frustratingly close, but not quite where you need him.

Behind him, the door slams open.

“Holy shit! Fuck you guys, not in my bed!” Denki is standing at the door, hands over his eyes, though he’s still peaking through his fingers.

You cry out in surprise, Bakugou moving to cover you, even though you’re mostly still clothed.

“You guys told us to get a room!” You yell out, face hidden in Bakugou’s chest as he buttons up your pants, face dark.

“Yeah, but not my room, you little freaks!” Denki says through laughter, hand clutching his chest.

“Get out, dunce face, before I kill you!” Bakugou shouts at him, glaring harshly.

“It’s my room, dude!”

As the two boys yell at each other, your phone goes off again, and you finally pick it up to see who’s been calling you.

“I really gotta take this, it’s work. Be right back!”

If possible, Bakugou’s mood sours more as you slip out the door and down the hallway. He knows what ‘work’ means. It means your coworker, Shinsou Hitoshi, who Bakugou couldn’t stand.

Bakugou tried his best to not let his jealousy get the best of him, usually, he really did. But something about the purple-haired barista you worked with got under his skin. Whether it was his attitude, and the fact that Shinsou clearly found it funny to tick him off, or the fact the he was friends with Deku, Bakugou didn’t know. But it was no secret he disliked the guy.

Of course, he trusted you, and you’d told him time and time again that Shinsou was only a friend. But Bakugou still wasn’t sure how he’d gotten lucky enough to have you, and he wasn’t gonna let some sleep-deprived smart ass take you away from him.

“You okay, man? Your face is about as red as my hair.” Kirishima commented, having stepped in to make sure he and Denki didn’t get into it.

“Yeah, whatever,” He muttered. “I’ll be fine.”

...

The rest of the week passed by in a blur of work, and classes, and not nearly enough time left over for you two to spend together. It was nearing finals week, so whatever time you managed to spend together was mostly spent studying, anyway.

Bakugou’s mood hadn’t improved much since that day, and of course you noticed. But you hoped he would come to you with whatever was bothering him when he was ready, without you having to push.

“Spend the night?” He asked one night, after you had spent hours studying for your chemistry final.

You sighed, shaking your head, “Can’t. Tsu’s sick, so I had to pick up some of her shifts at work for the next few days. Which means I have to open tomorrow, before class.”

Bakugou huffs in annoyance, rolling his eyes. You reach out for his hand, frowning.

“Sorry, Kats. Promise I’ll spend the night as soon as finals are over, yeah?”

“Whatever.” He replied grumpily, tugging you over to him. He pulled you in for a kiss, “Sure I can’t convince you to stay?”

You sighed, kissing him instead of answering the question. “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay? We’ll get lunch.”

Bakugou grunts in reply, kissing you again before you really have to leave.

You break away, squeezing his hand, “You okay?”

“Mhm,” He hums, tugging you in again. “M’fine.”

It’s clearly not the truth, you know him too well, but you don’t have time to interrogate him tonight.

The next day, you’re late to lunch. Normally, even if he was annoyed, Bakugou wouldn’t say anything. What’s ten minutes, anyway? But when you walk into the cafe with Shinsou at your side, he feels the anger boil in his chest.

You’re as cheery as ever, kissing his cheek in greeting, but Bakugou’s eyes are fixed on Shinsou.

“Sorry I’m late, ‘Suki, me and Hitoshi got to talking at work and he offered to walk me here!”

“Hey man,” Shinsou says, with a nod. “How’s it going?”

Bakugou glares for a moment longer, before turning to look at you, ignoring the other man completely. “I ordered your usual for you.”

Your smile falls at Bakugou’s rudeness, glancing open-mouthed between the two men for a moment. “Katsu-”

“Well, I guess I’ll see you at work, y/n.” Shinsou says, brow quirked. He reaches over to hug you, and you say a quick goodbye.

Once he leaves, you take your seat across from Bakugou, who’s found sudden interest in the tablecloth.

“Katsuki.” You say, trying to keep your voice low, “That was rude.”

He scoffs, refusing to meet your gaze.

You sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. “What’s wrong, then?”

“Nothing.” He mutters.

“That’s not true.” You say, matter-of-fact, “Something’s been bothering you for days.”

When he doesn’t reply, you continue, “I can’t help if I don’t know what’s wrong, love. Is it... is it me? Did I do something?”

Finally, he looks up and meets your eyes. “No.”

“Then what?” You pout, hating to see him in such a terrible mood. “Talk to me, Kats.”

It’s quiet for a moment, and despite the idle chatter that fills the cafe, this silence feels deafening.

“When did you and ‘Shitsou’ get on a first name basis?”

Your normal calm demeanor slips for a moment, a reflection of when you’d first met and snapped at Bakugou for a rude comment. “Is that what this is about? You’re jealous?” You scoff, rolling your eyes. “Are you serious, Katsuki?”

Angry red eyes meet yours, and you stiffen, readying yourself for what’s to come. Instead, Bakugou says nothing.

“What, now you aren’t talking to me?” You ask in awe.

When there’s no response, your face screws up in anger, lip curling up over your teeth.

“Whatever.” You say, getting up from your seat. “Shinsou’s nice, but he’s never been anything more than a friend. I work with him, Katsuki, and I’m not going to quit my job because you don’t trust me.”

Bakugou’s eyes widen at your accusation, panicked. That wasn’t what he thought, not at all, he did trust you. “Y/n, wait-”

But you were already walking away, sending him a hurt look over your shoulder as you went. Bakugou sunk back into his seat, face falling into his hands with a groan. “Fuck.” He cursed.

He’d really messed up.

You’re halfway to your apartment, tears long having spilt over and onto your cheeks, when a car pulled up beside you.

“Y/n?”

You wiped your face on your sleeve, embarrassed, as you turned to face your friend.

Denki has the passenger side window rolled down, concern written all over his face.

He sighs, “C’mon. Let’s get you some lunch, and then I’m going to kick Bakugou’s ass.”

Despite yourself, you let out a weak laugh, climbing into the car. “You’re gonna fight Bakugou? C’mon, Denks, you flinch every time he yells at you.”

“Hey, this isn’t about me! Jeez.” He reaches over, wiping a tear from your cheek. “What happened, y/n?”

Your frown returns, and you shrug your shoulders.

Denki leans back to his seat, driving towards your favorite fast food place. The car is quiet, radio turned so low you can just barely make out one of Jirou’s playlists.

“Do you want me to take you to Mina’s, or something? I mean, is this like... a girl talk thing?” Denki asks awkwardly, peaking at you from the corner of his eye.

You shake your head. “No, it’s fine. I have to go back to work in a couple hours, anyway.”

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

You smile, small but grateful, before shaking your head again. “Bakugou was your friend first, Denki, I don’t wanna make it weird or anything. You don’t have to choose sides. It’s not a big deal, anyway...”

“Yeah, sure, but you were my friend before you and Bakugou started dating, too. Remember? And I care about why you’re upset. Plus, me and Sero told Bakugou if he ever hurt you, we’d have to hurt him, so...”

“Denki!” You smack his arm, playfully.

“What?!” He grins, “Three musketeers, baby, we have a pact! We gotta protect our own!”

You burst into laughter at the memory of you, Denki, and Sero dubbing yourselves the ‘three musketeers’ one night when you’d all gotten a little too high.

After the two of you calm down again, you turn to him with a sigh. “Denki... do you think I’m too friendly to Shinsou?”

“Shinsou? The cute guy you work with?” Denki grins as you reach over to pinch him, “So that’s what you guys fought about? He thinks you like Shinsou?”

“I guess.”

“Well, I hate to be mushy-”

“You’re always mushy!”

“-but if Bakugou thinks you like anyone but him, he’s crazy. You guys are practically attached at the hip, it’s actually really gross.”

Denki was the perfect friend to distract you from your fight with Bakugou, and had you laughing till your stomach cramped. He also, surprisingly, gave you great advice. It wasn’t until he started driving in the direction of Bakugou’s apartment, and the opposite direction of your job, that you got suspicious.

“Denki? I have to be at work, in like, ten minutes.”

“Yeah, about that... Bakugou kind of called you out.” He flinched at the flash of anger in your eyes, “Don’t be mad! At least, not at me. Look, he called Kirishima for advice, or whatever, and he feels really bad so he wants to make it up to you, or something, I guess.”

“Oh.” You were still upset with him, so you hated to admit how sweet that actually was, especially for Bakugou. “He... called you too?”

Denki nods sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah. He knew I didn’t have anything going on today, so he asked me to check up on ya.”

It was impossible to stop your little smile at that, no matter how hard you tried.

“Thank you. For checking up on me, I mean.” You told Denki, genuinely, “I really appreciate it.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know! I’m the man!” He laughed, “Seriously, though, what are best friends for? I got you, y/n. Always. And if you need me to, I’ll come back and kick Bakugou’s ass. I’m absolutely positive I can get at least one hit in, if I have the element of surprise on my side!”

“Alright, you dork, I’m getting out of the car before you start crying.” You tease.

Denki places a hand over his heart, wiping a fake tear.

You roll your eyes at your goofy friend, telling him you’ll see him later. He wishes you luck before driving off, and you’re forced to muster up the courage to face Bakugou again.

You can smell the food before you even get inside the apartment, and it’s unmistakably your favorite meal, but you expected as much. Bakugou always apologizes with food. What you didn’t expect, however, was the timid look on Bakugou’s face as you walked into the kitchen.

It was you who broke the silence first.

“Smells good in here.” You comment, rocking back on your feet.

He nods, eyes downcast. “Your favorite. It’s ready now, if you’re hungry. I mean, if you’re not, that’s...fine, I can, uh, warm it up for you later, or whatever.”

He’s rambling, and you can tell how bad he feels as soon as he mentions saving the food. Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t do leftovers.

“Katsuki.”

His eyes flash up to yours, slightly panicked, and your heart aches.

“You know I’m not gonna leave you, right? Not for Shinsou, or anyone.”

He tries to play it off, but you can see the relief flash across his face. “I know that.” He says, stiffly, before lowering his voice. “I know. And I’m sorry I was an ass.”

“Mhm. You should probably apologize to Shinsou, too.”

Bakugou’s nose scrunches up in distaste, and he scowls. “What the hell for?”

“Because! Kats, you were rude to him.”

Bakugou gives you an exasperated look, “Baby, I’m always rude to him.”

Despite how serious you were about apologizing, you couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re hopeless, Kats. What am I gonna do with you?”

He walks forward to wrap his arms around you, smirking. “I can think of plenty of things you can do to me...”

You smack his chest, blushing. “Stop it! I’m supposed to be mad at you.”

“You know you can’t stay mad at me.” His tone is smug, but when he leans down to kiss you softly, it says everything you need to know.

“Yeah, I know.” You whisper back, sighing. “It’s only cause you know my weakness.”

He raises a brow in question, giving you an odd look.

You grin up at him, “You always apologize with food.”

Bakugou scoffs, rolling his eyes at you. “C’mon dumbass, you better eat before it gets cold.” He says, starting to make you a bowl, “You know I hate leftovers.”

You roll your eyes at him, playfully. He really was an idiot sometimes, but you loved him. “Yeah. I know.”

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zannadu · 3 years

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Now nobody asked for this but I’m going to do it anyway.

Includes: Katsuki Bakugou, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Hanta Sero, and Mina Ashido

Warnings: fluff, mentions of sex, mentions of oral sex, kissing, and just dumb funny shit

MHA as Stoners

Katsuki Bakugou

It varies how fast he gets high, but his favorite way to smoke is with a simple joint

Okay this man will refuse to do any at first

But eventually will give in after the rest of the Bakusquad convinces him

(Though he will say “whatever I’ll do it”)

After the first smoke sesh with the squad he began to enjoy it more so he now does it more often.

If you are with him, he will either have a hard time being around her or will want to be next to you the whole time.

If you hold him he will act nonchalant but inside he will be exploding (no pun intended)

He will do his best to cuddle without making you uncomfortable.

He will get the munchies bad and insist you come with him to get more snacks every thirty minutes

He is much more open with his feelings and willing to talk more without yelling

He calms down a lot

He will show much more affection to you around people than he normally does.

Cuddling, kissing, squeezing, biting the whole PDA shabang.

He will not give two shits what everyone else thinks.

And when he finally has you alone, that’s when it gets a little hot and heavy. 👀

And he doesn’t even mean to.

Not that you’re complaining. ✌️

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Katsuki’s hands snaked their way around your waist and his face found a home in the crook of your neck.

“You know, if you want to cuddle, you could just say so,” you stated, resting your hand on his locked arms. He let out a soft groan against your skin. His breathing was slow and his eyes foggy. He squeezed you tighter and moved his hands to intertwine them with yours. His heavy eyes looked up and around the room meeting with everyone else’s eyes.

“You're touchy tonight,” Sero snickered, taking another hit off the joint that currently sat, squished in between his fingers.

Katsuki did nothing but roll his eyes and squeezed your fingers. He placed his mouth closer to your ear, his breath just tickling your ear lobe. Suddenly his teeth began to nibble on your ear, sending shivers down your arms, evident with the goosebumps now arise on your delicate skin.

“What do you say that we go to my room, I want you, ” his voice was low and husky. His fingers released from yours and fiddled the hem of your clothing and caressed your soft skin. His teeth began to but harder, causing you to gasp. He then continued to nibble slowly moving to your neck. How could you say no?

Eijiro Kirishima

It doesn't take very much to get him high so his favorite way to smoke is with a dab pen

Now usually this baby boy is sweet and manly

But when he's been smoking he gets VERY hungry

Like he will eat the entire kitchen.

He will space out a lot but will still listen to you if you're trying to talk to him

(or he will try to)

“Wait, what did you say?”

He isn't afraid of PDA either however he will wait till he's in private with you.

(as he should, he's respectful)

You might need to help him to his room

And try not to let him hug you until you're in bed because he will NOT let go until morning.

He is very sentimental and will give the BEST advice

“Babe, will you come to get food with me please🥺?”

“Kiri, you have a whole pint of ice cream, three bags of chips, AND meat buns. You don't need anything else😂”

He would pout omg.

He would fall asleep if you play with his hair in an instant

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Kirishima laid in your lap, and you picked up each piece of his hair and gently let it fall. He had showered and decided on no gel, therefore his hair is silky soft.

“Babe, why did you let me eat so much?” he groaned looking up at you. All you could do was laugh, being high just made everything funnier. He began to pout which ceased your laughter.

“I tried to stop you, but you wouldn't listen, ” you almost began to laugh again. He groaned and held his stomach.

“Next time, don't let me eat so much, ” he squeezed his eyes so much. You continued playing with his hair and smiled at the tired boy.

His eyes began to close and he looked up at you and soon he was out cold.

Denki Kaminari

His favorite way to smoke it with a pipe. Just makes him feel cool and the glass is trippy

Denki is usually very goofy and doesn't take things seriously, but when he's high he gets very philosophical

Like this man will talk about how space is so big and how a fish finds its way home.

Anything that will make you question your existence

He won't even realize what he's talking about until he looks at the rest of the group who is just starting wide-eyed and thinking about their whole existence on earth.

For some reason, he seems smarter than he lets people believe.

If he's with you he will be resting his head in your lap

He will have deep conversations sigh you

He will unknowingly rub small circles on your thighs while he's lost in thought💕

Continues to pick on Bakugou and how he's much different stoned

Usually wants alone time with you afterward, he feels safer when you sleep with him

He likes to be the little spoon

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Denki sat on the bed and leaned against the wall. His eyes studied the ceiling, his mouth slightly agape in a soft smile as he got even more lost in his thoughts. His eyes were almost entirely closed. The hushed murders from the other teens seemed to entirely disappear. The soft music that was also playing just took his mind further into the abyss.

“Hey do you guys think it's crazy that one muscle in your body is the reason you are alive, and if it just decides to quit one day you will just topple over and die?” Denki continued to stare up at the ceiling. The entire room went silent, the only noise was the light music.

“Dude what the fuck, ” sero looked at home from down on the floor. Denki shifted his head to look at the rest of the gang who were all just staring at him.

“What, I'm just saying, ” he shrugged his shoulders. You just looked at him and laughed. That was the most random thing to say and he probably would do it again soon.

“C’mon baby let's get you to bed, ” you grabbed his hand and went out of the room making sure to say goodnight to everyone. One thing was for sure, Denki could not WAIT to be cuddled.

Sero Hanta

This man's the og stoner and will hit a bong over everything else.

When Sero is stoned he makes sure everyone else is having fun

He makes sure everyone is comfortable with what they are doing

If someone doesn't know how to do something, like hit a bong, he will gladly show them

He is a weed mom

The best kind of mom honestly

If someone is paranoid or worried about an adult finding out or getting in trouble, he will try his darn hardest to calm them down

Has the necessities

Carries gum, eye drops, perfume or cologne on him at all times.

Has a pipe on him always

Provides the goods 🌿

Now let me tell you, this man gets HELLA horny when he's stoned

If everyone is settled in and comfortable he will turn his attention to you.

He doesn't even hide it.

“Mi amor, you look beautiful right now”

He will make you so flustered you will have to leave the room.

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“Sero, what are you doing?” you ask as me scoots over to you across the floor. You can't help but laugh. The cheesy grin on his face was everything at the moment. It seemed like you were the only two in the room.

“Just coming over to check on you, mi amor, ”he purred as he placed his finger under your chin to make you look into his eyes. His eyelids were heavy, the red tint covered by a foggy gloss, just made him that much hotter. He blinked slowly and began to inch closer to your lips.

“Sero, ” you breathed out right before gently placed his lips on yours, moving to pull your body impossibly closer to his. His lips worked over yours as you found your rhythm. He pulled away looking up at your eyes from your lips.

He leaned forward again, this time next to your ear so no one else could hear but you.

“I can't wait till everyone leaves so I can finally find out how good you taste.”

Mina Ashido

This girl's favorite way to smoke is a simple joint

She is great at rolling

(cuz she's good with her fingers if you know what I mean)

She is definitely in charge of the music and the vibes it puts off

But will also try and get everyone to go out and do stuff like getting food or to annoy Aizawa.

She also is the person laughing the most

She will laugh at literally anything

Kirishima making jokes about food or how hungry he is, Denki just acting dumb, or getting a rise outta Bakugou, whatever it is she will be laughing

This girl is part of the alphabet mafia and you can't change my mind🏳️‍🌈

Now she's is a cutie when it comes to relationships

She won't act inappropriately in front of everyone else out of respect for you

However, when she gets you alone that's a whole other story

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“C’mon y/n, let's go to my room. I have something to show you, ” Mina smirked at you and squeezed your hand in hers. You had no other choice to follow her as you were already headed out of Sero’s room and straight to her room. You didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to everyone.

You finally made it to her room and she closed the door behind you.

“What did you want to show me?” you asked sitting on her bed. You look around the very pink room and back to her standing in front of you. Mina looked you up and down and reached out to grab your cheeks gently with her hands. She leaned down and kissed you gently, working for her hands down to the hem of your shirt, eager to get it off. Her eyes glazed over and watched your every movement as you striped your clothes. Her fingers grazed over the sides of your arms and you went back in for a kiss. She pushed you farther back onto the bed, straddling her legs around your waist.

“This is going to be fun, ” she said breathlessly and pulled you in yet again for another lustful kiss.

Asks are open!!! This is my first official post on here, advice would be fantastic, or if you have any ideas that would be awesome! Thank you for reading😁❤️

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shotomyheart · 3 years

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stoner!bakugou

to celebrate a beautiful holiday and a beautiful boy, here’s a little fic i wrote

bakugou x reader // established relationship

warnings: weed, swearing, not my best writing either whoops

It’s usually just you and Sero, sometimes Denki, up on the roof or in one of your rooms with a bag over the fire alarm and an open window. Today it was just Sero and you in his room after a tiring day. You both jump when you hear a knock on Sero’s door.

Panic ensues as Sero quickly lets out a, “in a minute!” And scrambles to hide away the jar of weed and his grinder while you removed the bag on the alarm and the blanket from under the door for the smell.

You hadn’t even started yet? How’d you already get caught?

Eventually, Sero opens the door with a strained smile expecting Aizawa, but it drops in relief when he sees Bakugou.

“What’s up, bro?”

You peek behind Sero to find your boyfriend.

“Katsuki!” You wave wildly. You hadn’t seen him all day, he was busy with extra training with All Might and Deku. Now looking at him, you can tell it was a long day. His eyes droop and he keeps wincing when he shifts his weight on his feet.

“I can’t fucking sleep.” You stand up and walk closer to the door in worry. Now up close, you see his tired red eyes and messy bed hair. “I heard weed can help with that shit, or whatever.” He doesn’t dare ask to join, that wouldn’t be Bakugou, but both you and Sero smile all the same because the more the merrier.

Sero steps back and grabs the plastic bag on the floor (nice hiding spot) to tape it back up on the alarm. You grab Bakugou’s hand gently and lead him inside.

“Long day?” You ask as you sit back on Sero’s bed, patting a spot for him to join. He doesn’t resist and grunts an affirmation.

“I got some indica that’ll help any pain and get you to sleep.” Sero gives a small smile to the domestic view of you holding Bakugou’s hand while he rests his head in the crook of your neck with his eyes closed.

Knowing Bakugou doesn’t usually do this, or has done ever, Sero decides to roll a joint to make it easier for him.

Sero takes the first hit and hands it to you next. You can feel Bakugou’s stare at your lips as you touch the paper. You inhale slowly, as an unspoken demonstration for him, god knows he won’t ask questions. When you let it out you blow the smoke out the window.

So Bakugou doesn’t feel any pressure, Sero pushes himself off the desk and goes to turn on his speaker to play some music to vibe to.

You hand over the blunt carefully to your boyfriend who hasn’t stopped looking at it.

“Don’t inhale too much too fast,” you warn.

He tsks, “don’t tell me what to do, shitty woman.” Clearly what you said was the wrong thing because he immediately sucked hard, but he didn’t last too long before he was set on a coughing fit.

You hand over your water bottle you always kept during smoke sessions and took the blunt from his hands with a teasing expression, “I told you so.” He can’t reply because he’s coughing too much.

Sero has to hold his hand over his mouth to stop laughing.

Since he did such a big hit for his first time, he felt the affects immediately.

After his coughing fit, he takes a moment to appreciate how it is to breathe.

The aches and pains he once felt are duller, not gone but he’s already happy with the outcome. He was too prideful to go to the nurses, and now he feels that was the right decision.

“Looks like he likes it,” Sero chuckles while grabbing back the joint.

For another hour, the session continued, now all three are on the floor looking up at the ceiling with awe.

“How’re you feelin, baby?” You don’t usually call him pet names in front of company, but both of you seem to have forgotten that.

“I feel...” his eyes stray to the side where your face is. “I feel good.” You turn your head to see his wide smile and you burst into giggles. The two boys join you, not because anything was truly funny, but all in pure bliss. “I can’t even feel my shoulder pain anymore,” he sighs in relief.

“I can’t feel my toes.” Sero gapes, then the trio laugh all over again.

After a little while and a go away blunt between you and Sero (Bakugou had enough), you decide it’s best to call it a night.

You move from the desk where you were talking to Sero and tap Bakugou’s foot who’s still on the floor.

“Babe~” you sing softly. He grunts in response.

“Come on, we gotta go to bed, you big lug,” you laugh as you try to grab his hand to help him up but he moves away and lies on his stomach.

He mumbles something.

“What?”

He grumbles louder, “already in bed.”

You try not to coo as he curls up in himself trying to fall asleep again.

With only a small look, Sero helps you lift up your stoned boyfriend. He curses all the way up until he stuffs his face into the crook of your neck again and latches onto you.

“Thanks again, Sero.” You whisper to not disturb the man child that’s leaning heavily on your shoulders. Sero smiles and bids you goodnight.

Luckily, Bakugou’s room is only a few doors down. When you get him inside he seems to understand what’s happening and immediately stomps over to his bed, flopping onto his stomach.

You smile softly, you’ve never seen him staying up later than 8:30, so this was a happy surprise.

“Goodnight, Katsuki.” You flip the light off and turn to leave when you hear another grumble.

You assume he’s just saying goodnight but when you reach for the door he pops up and whines, “Nooo, come back, wanna hold you.” You feel your cheeks warm by his blunt (ha) request. But how can you say no?

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Alone Together

Summary- The holidays are always hell, and sometimes you just need to be alone together with your boyfriends and your dumbass friends.

Word Count- 3476

Pairing- Katuski Bakugou x Reader x Hitoshi Shinsou

Warnings- Swearing, detailed use of marijuana, stalker behavior (kinda, just given as a backstory at the very beginning), aged up characters.

A/N- Hello everybody! This is actually the first fic that i’ve written in well over a year, so forgive me if my writing is still a little rusty! I hope you like this fic, and thank you for taking the time to read it! :) (Edit: Honeslty thank you so much to everyone that’s interacted with this post! I did not expect it too get so many notes, so thank you all!🥺🖤)

You sighed as you walked into your apartment, the stress of the past week weighing heavily on your shoulders. This entire week had been awful, not only had you been made to work over time almost every day this week at the cafe, a new regular has apparently made it his sole mission in life to make your life hell after you rejected his advances. He had asked for your number last week and you politely declined, telling him that you already had two wonderful boyfriends that made you extremely happy.

Ever since then, he had made sure to come into the cafe every time you worked just to make your job as hard as possible. Calling you names, commenting about your appearance, making you remake every single thing he ordered several times, just to name a few things. Coupling all of that with everything else that happened this week, it would be safe to say that it was one of the worst weeks you’ve had this year. All you wanted to do now was curl up with your boyfriends, smoke, and watch trashy television.

Said boyfriends were already on the couch as you walked into the living room, lavender locks leaning against the back of the couch, one hand using the remote to look for something to watch, the other hand running through the messy blonde hair that was sitting in his lap. Your other boyfriend was sprawled out across the couch, laying his head in sleep deprived man's lap as he was texting away on his phone, only the former noticing your quiet entrance.

“Hey Kitten, how was work today?” The former asked, altering Katsuki to presence. He looked up from his phone the same time Hitoshi looked away from the TV, both of them noticing something was wrong right away. Katsuki immediately sat up and moved to the other end of the couch, leaving just enough room for you to sit comfortably in between the two men. You plopped onto the couch and threw your head back and just groaned, earning a small chuckle from the two.

“That bad Teddy Bear?” Katsuki asked, repositioning you so your head was laying on his lap and your legs were on Hitoshis. You just nodded your head and pushed your face into his abdomen, trying not to cry out of frustration.He ran his fingers through your hair as Hitoshi started to rub your sore feet, helping you to relax.

“I don’t really want to talk about it.. Can we just smoke and watch shitty TV please..?” The lavender haired man smiled softly at the pout in your voice, carefully moving your legs to get up before you could even finish what you were saying.

“Of course we can baby. We're gonna have to call Tape Face though, your shitty boyfriend smoked the rest of it last night.” The pomeranian growled out teasingly, effectively bringing a laugh out of you.

“He’s your boyfriend too Katsuki.” You laughed, sitting up straight and stretching. You watched as Hitoshi walked back into the living room, carrying all the things you would need for the nights sesh. You smiled up at him gratefully and pulled out your phone, quickly texting Sero and asking if he was busy. Hitoshi set up the items on the table then sat down on the chaise part of the couch, pulling you to sit in between his legs. Katsuki had gotten up to get drinks and snacks for the three of you, making sure to also grab your favorite. Hitoshi started to scroll through Hulu, settling on My Strange Addiction for now, when your phone started ringing. Sero’s name flashed on your phone, answering it immediately.

“Hey mami! What’s up beautiful?” You laughed as you felt Hitoshis grip tighten around you, Sero has been your friend since you were little kids, growing up in the same neighborhood. If he wasn’t dating Denki when he first introduced you to the Bakusquad then they would’ve thought you guys were together with how much you two flirt.

“Hey Sero. I know it’s late notice but could you make a delivery tonight, preferably soon?”

“Of course (Y/NN), your week not getting any better?” He asked, genuine worry seeping into his voice.

“No, it hasn’t. And a certain SOMEONE,” You looked up at Hitoshi and nudged him with your elbow. “Smoked the rest of what we had this morning and didn’t bother to restock.” He simply rolled his eyes at you.

“You know, if you keep being a brat, then i’m gonna have to teach you a lesson, Kitten.” Hitoshi teased.

“Shinsou Hitoshi! You can’t say things like that on call!” You pouted, hitting him lightly in the chest. You could hear Sero, and Denki since they were always together, losing their shit over the phone. You growled and put the phone back to your ear.

“You know I was gonna invite you guys to smoke with us but I don’t like to hang out with fucking bullies!” You growled into the phone, but started laughing as Kaminari immediately started to back track and apologize, making Sero laugh even harder.

“Just your ass over here already, and bring Kiri and Mina too if they want, we haven’t hung out as a group in forever.” You rolled your eyes as you heard Denki runoff in the background, yelling at Kiri and Mina to get their asses ready, then hearing a loud thud, making your and Hitoshi look at each other curiously.

“We’ll be over in 20 minutes babes... God dammit Denks how many times do I have to tell you not to ru-” The phone quickly hung, making you two roll your eyes yet again, you swear that over excited dumbass is one of the only things that can make Sero lose his never ending patience. You gently threw your phone onto the coffee table and relaxed back into the purple haired man. He kissed your forehead and wrapped himself around you tightly, allowing you to fully relax into his embrace.

About 25 minutes later, a knock startles you from your happy daze. Seeing as Katsuki had taken Hitoshi’s previous position, Hitoshi your position against Katsuki, and you snuggled into Katsuki’s side, you got up to answer the door. As soon as you opened the door you were trapped by a hug from Sero. You relished in the hug for a couple seconds before pulling back and letting him, followed by Denki, Mina, and Kiri. Denki and Kiri immediately made a bee line for the couch, fighting over who would get a hug from their best friend first. (Hitoshi and Katsuki respectively.)

“Well it’s nice to see you guys too, damn.” You mumbled, laughing a little at the end as you see your boyfriends immediately get annoyed with the two loud intrusions.

“How much you wanna bet they’ll be dead within 30 mintues?” Mina said, pulling you into a side hug.

“I give it 20. Tops.” Sero stated as you hug Mina back, leaning into the peck she gave you on the cheek before going to wrangle Kiri in before Katsuki tried to blow him up.

“How’re you doing babes?” Sero asked, turning toward you while he slid his backpack off.

“I’m okay right now, a lot better than earlier. I’m so fuckin ready to get stoned though.” You chuckled, rubbing the back of your neck with your hand.

“I’m just glad that you're feeling better. I swear the next time that bastardo shows his face i’m gonna beat his ass.” He growled, cracking his knuckles to try to be intimidating.

“Get in line Tape Face! Now get the fuck over here so we can get this started!” Katsuki yelled, making you let out a small giggle. Sero followed you into the living room where the chaos had already started. Denki was being half heartedly being consoled by Mina as he cried at Hitoshi for cuddling Katsuki and not him. Meanwhile Hitoshi was glaring daggers and Kiri, who was sitting in your previous spot, and addimently talking to Katsuki.

You simply rolled your eyes and sat at the end of the chaise, Sero sitting in between your legs on the floor. He pulled a ziplock bag out of his backpack and grabbed the grinder off the table, promptly starting to break up the bigger nugs and put them into the grinder. You reached around him and grabbed your bong and a water bottle, pouring some water into the bong. Hitoshi had noticed you guys sit down and grabbed the bottle out of your hand when you were done, trading it with a lighter. Not even a couple minutes later Sero was handing you the grinder and you opened it, starting to pack a bowl while he got the stuff ready to roll a blunt.

You packed the bowl as full as you could and held the lighter to the bowl, starting to inhale. About 10 seconds later, when the chamber was sufficiently filled with smoke, you pulled the bowl out and inhaled again, relishing the feeling of the smoke settling into your lungs as you passed the bong and lighter to Sero. You held it for a couple more seconds before slowly letting the smoke out, feeling yourself relax with the exhale. You took the bag sitting next to Sero and continued to grind for him as he took a hit before passing it to Hitoshi.

You watched Hitoshi take a hit as you continued to twist the grinder back and forth, smiling when he grabbed Katsuki by the collar and exhaled the smoke into his mouth. Katsuki blushed furiously, always being caught off guard when the younger man did things like that, and angrily buried his face into his neck. Hitoshi smirked as he looked down, handing the bong off to an unsuspecting Kiri. (Kiri, Denki, and Mina seriously didn’t realize you guys started until they were dead ass handed the bong-)

Pulling your attention away from your lovers, you handed the full grinder to the man below you, seeing that he already had a blunt wrap split and emptied out. However he just handed the grinder and the tray to Hitoshi, knowing the exhausted man can roll a much prettier blunt than he can. Your head snapped up as you heard Denki start coughing and watched as Mina ripped the bong out of his hands.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to cough into the bong Denki! I swear every time you hit a bong you cough into it!” She yelled, using the sleeve of her shirt to wipe the water off the outside of the glass instrument.

“You're still coughing into the damn bong Kaminari?!” You exasperated, staring at him bewildered. It’s been a good couple months since you had all been able to get together, and in that time he had finally decided to move in with Sero. Sero was the second biggest stoner you’ve ever met, just being beat by Hitoshi, and his favorite thing to use was a bong, you would’ve thought he had taught him by now.

“No matter how many times I tell him he still does it, so now I make him roll a blunt or use a pipe.” Sero shrugged, moving so he could sit between his boyfriend’s legs instead.

“It’s not my fault my lungs are so bad! Whenever I fry myself it fucks up my lungs!” He whined, leaning forward and draping himself of the latino dramatically.

“Which is exactly why you should learn how to use the fucking bong, idiot.” Katsuki spoke up, seemingly over his flustered state for the moment. Denki just whined dramatically, causing you all to sigh in irritation. Mina rolled her eyes and took her hit before passing it off to you. You gripped it tightly and stood up on the couch, very carefully going over to Katsuki and sitting in his lap, his arms immediately wrapping around you and his chin resting on your shoulder.

You held the bong against your lips and went to light the bowl only for Katsuki to snatch it from you, making your lean away and glare at him. He smirked at you and flicked the lighter on, bringing it to the bowl. You rolled your eyes and smirked, putting your mouth back to the bong and inhaling as he lit it for you. You inhaled for a good 15 seconds before he pulled the bowl away, allowing you to inhale the smoke into your lungs. You handed the bong off to him and watched as he leaned it, very clearly wanting you to share the hit with him.

You smiled at the secretly needy man holding you, softly tangling your hand with the hair at the base of his neck and gently pushing him forward. You tilted your head and let the smoke flow from your parted lips into his open mouth before sealing your lips together. Your lips molded together perfectly with his, the rest of the smoke seeping through your nose before you pulled away, still smiling.

You looked on as he opened his eyes, a soft smile settling onto his features before he exhaled fully. You closed your eyes and leaned against him, contentment washing over your body for the first time during this hell week. He chuckled and leaned back against the couch again, taking you with him. You listened to him take another hit and felt as he inhaled and exhaled, feeling the smoke blow across your head as he blew you. He handed the bong off and let his head rest on the back of the couch, slightly tightening his hold on you.

You heard Kiri take another hit as Mina, Sero, and Denki started another fight, letting out a giggle and Katsuki and Hitoshi let out a groan at the same time. You felt Katsuki reach up but paid it no mind until Hitoshi spoke up.

“Hey! That’s no fuckin fair Katsu! You can’t just turn off your hearing aids and leave us to suffer!” Hitoshi let out, holding the frash blunt in the side of his mouth while he signed for Katsuki. Your eyes snapped open and you sat up, giving the blonde your own glare, starting to sign for him.

“Suki! You said you were going to leave them on this time!” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest when you were done using your hands.

“I’m not gonna listen to these shitty extras fight the whole time, so until they shut the fuck up, i’m leaving them off.” He signed, a satisfied smirk on his face.

“You’re such a fukin asshole suki!” You grumbled, making sure to not sign to him. He just stuck his middle finger up at you and laughed. You just turned away and looked to Hitoshi, taking the blunt out of his mouth and grabbing the lighter. He tried to grab it back but stopped when he saw the mischief in your eyes, sitting back to watch you. You lit the blunt and took a long drag, passing it to Sero on the ground before climbing on Hitoshis’s lap. You gently grabbed his face and opened his mouth slightly with your thumb.

You let the smoke fall from your lips and past his, watching as he sucked in the hit before dipping down to kiss him, raking your right hand through his hair. He pushed up into the kiss, making sure to make a show of grabbing your ass, opening his eyes slightly to lazily glance over at Katsuki, smirking to find him growling at you two.

“Oh come on, get a room you horny lil freaky fucks.” Denki called out, making you burst everyone but Katsuki and Hitoshi burst out into laughter, the latter just deadpanning. You fell too the side to the side of Hitoshi, bumping into Katsuki’s still crossed legs, pulling yourself up when you calmed yourself down.

“What in the fuck did you just call us?!” You asked, noting that Katsuki was signing to Hitoshi and asking what in the hell Denki just said. Said man just shrugged, leaning back against the couch.

“A horny little freaky fuck.” He stated as if it was the most normal thing in the world, causing Mina, Kiri, and Sero to start laughing again. Katsuki had turned his hearing aids on again at this point and had heard what he said.

“If you call my boyfriend and girlfriend that again i’m gonna kick your fucking ass dunce face.” Katsuki rumbled, grabbing his friend by the collar. You just laughed and reached over to his arm, lacing your hand with his and pulling it back to you, kissing the back of it and wrapping it around yourself. He tightened his grip on you and used his other hand to hold Hitoshi’s, growling at Denki.

Denki yelped and jumped off the couch, lowering himself and trying to hide behind Sero, crying Katsuki not to hurt him. Sero just mumbled a “Fucking idiot”, and pulled the yellow haired man against him, leaving his arm around his waist. By this time the blunt had gotten back around to Katsuki and he took his arm off you to take a big hit, moving to lean against the arm of the couch so he could continue holding his boyfriend's hand.

The blond passed the blunt to you when he was done, and you quickly started to inhale, smiling at the familiar burn in the back of your throat. You inhaled for a good while before passing it over to Hitoshi, laying back so your head was now in your other lovers lap. He automatically brought a hand up to your head and raked it through your hair a couple times before simply resting it on top.

You closed your eyes as it finally started to hit you, allowing you to fully relax into your lover. You tuned out the rest of the conversations and background noise easily, focusing on the feeling of Katsuki’s hand on your head and Hitoshi moving so he was laying on your lap while still holding Katsuki’s hand. The blunt got passed around a couple more times before it was finally done, the bong getting thrown in here and there. You had ended up in a position where sitting up against the back of the couch and his legs apart as you sat between them and leaned against him and the arm of the couch. Hitoshi had crawled between the older man's legs and laid his head in your lap, practically purring as you pet his hair.

You were brought back down to reality when Hitoshi got up to grab a drink and change the TV, putting on something funny and didn’t need to be thought about too much. You sat up to, much to your blonde lovers grievance, and reached toward Hitoshi with a pout. He just let out a chuckle and grabbed your favorite drink and snack off the table, handing them to you as he got comfortable in your lap again. You happily took a sip of your drink and set it next to you, making sure to screw the cap tight, before opening your snack.

You munched it absentmindedly and leaned back against the arm of the couch, smiling up at the blonde and offering one to him. He looked around before begrudgingly opening his mouth, allowing you to place the tasty treat inside. You giggled as he grumbled and looked away, still not used to his friends seeing him act “soft”. You heard your other boyfriend let out a laugh at the explosive hero, genuinely happy that he still continues to try and open up to those close to him, especially after the last couple being rough on everyone.

The holidays brought stress to everyone, the spike in crime making the heros (Kirishima, Denki, Katsuki, and Hitoshi.) over work themselves more than usual and become even more exhausted. While you, Mina, and Sero all had to deal with the wonders of working retail and food service during this time, always seeming to get stuck with the absolute worst customers that would threaten your job and life.

The last month has clearly taken a chunk out of everyone, and the almost always rowdy group was just thankful to finally get a restful and relaxing night. Even if the group was full of impulsive ideas and even more impulsive decisions, they never felt more safe than when in each other's company, mastering the art of being alone together when it was truly needed. You smiled as you came to this realisation, knowing that no matter what happened or what obstacles would be thrown your way, as long as you had your boyfriends and your friends, everything was going to be alright. You are going to be alright.

Masterlist

Posted 12/19/2020

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love-fictional-ppl · 28 days

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OH MY LORD PLEASE DO MORE ABOUT STONER BAKUSQUAD THAT WAS 'mwah' chefs kiss

xoxoxooxox thank you sm if you do xoxooxox

Omgg yesss I love stoner bakusquad. Tyy for the request loveeee

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Part 2 of this

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Summary: reader and quirkless au!Bakusquad are stoners

Pairings: platonic!katsuki bakugou x gn!bisexual!reader, platonic!Eijiro Kirishima x gn!bi!reader, platonic!pan!Denki Kaminari x gn!bi!reader, platonic!plug!hanta sero x gn!bi!reader, platonic!bi!mina ashido x gn!bi!reader, Eijiro Kirishima x bi!mina ashido, past!Hanta sero x bi!mina ashido, pan!Denki Kaminari x bi!plug!hitoshi Shinso

Warnings: language, Marijuana duh, vaping, alcohol, making out, shrooms, OF, masturbation, etc.

A/n: I was personally geeked writing part 1, so I forgot to actually include the vaping part lol. If you don’t know who Harold and kumar are, watch the movies.

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Ok so to start off, Sero’s day/night Job is deejaying. He’s actually really good at it. A lot of people would think this job would go to Denki but nope.

Speaking of Denki, he actually is a streamer. He reacts to people’s videos and plays horror games. He plays a lot of Roblox too.

Bakugou likes Sam & Colby. He’s liked them since trap boys. Honestly his favorite trap boy is Corey tho.

When Mina drinks she gets the spins really bad and throws up. Every single time. Without hesitation.

Denki cries sometimes when he’s drunk.

Kirishima greened out at the first smoke sesh.

Mina is seriously super horny when she messed up. She even convinced bakugou to make out with her while he was super stoned

Denki started vaping when you guys were in sophomore year, he eventually put u all on.

Bakugou had to bail Sero out of jail once, Sero was pulled over while he was making a delivery

Mina makes Kirishima take her to concerts, he trip sits her while she takes shrooms

Sero likes to watch cartoon network and adult swim when he’s stoned

Eventually, Shinso and Denki get together. You all excepted Shinso practically immediately, and invited him to the smoke seshs

Mina buys pink joint papers. The guys hate when she rolls up with them, except for Denki he loves them<3

Mina has an only fans. She isn’t embarrassed by it either. Denki has also watched her videos while jerking off

During smoke sesh’s you guys like to watch South Park. Sero likes to laugh and compare bakugou to cartman.

Sero has a unhealthy amount of bongs

Kirishima is the designated driver for after the hangouts. Whoever doesn’t just sleepover, he gives a ride.

Kirishima always makes a crap ton of snack when him and Mina host. Mina doesn’t like hosting tho.

Depending on how high bakugou is, he will let you play with his hair. It’s actually so soft.

Denki and Sero almost got kidnapped by Sero’s plug one time. It was Denki’s fault, he tried to still the guy’s knife.

Sero loves Shinso’s cat especially when he’s stoned he says he’s the group scooby doo. Shinso is forced to bring muffins(the cat) every time

Shinso also sells weed so Sero claims they’re competitors

Denki is so girly with his vapes it’s funny. Like this boy will kill for a minty Hyde. He also always has to tear apart his bed just to find the shit.

I think everybody agree and say bakugou and kirishima drink whiskey. Grown ahh ahh men💀

Bakugou literally will catnap when he is baked. He likes to sleep with his head on your thighs

Kirishima always brings blunt wraps since you and Denki always forgets to buy them. Baby boy kiri is a angel🥹😇

Reach in Sero’s couch cushions and you will find a kingdom of lighters

Denki says him and Sero are Harold And Kumar. Denki and you love those movies.

Sero’s kitchen is stocked on all your favorite foods and drinks.

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nocturnalazura · 3 years

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Let Em Hear

Todoroki x Fem!Reader

WC 3.3K

An: Hey guys! This is my submission for @miriobaby's Varsity Blues Collab! Go give everyone else who joined in a read Here!

Warnings: Alcohol consumption (They're 21) Cream pie.

The heavy beat of shitty dance music thrums throughout the crowded frat house. Crowds of hammered and high college kids push you around as you try to sneak your way to the kitchen to grab a drink. Finally a small break allows you to bolt out of the crowded living room turned dance floor. Thankfully the kitchen is far less crowded than the previous room and lawn apart from the few frat guys crowded around one of the kegs. Scanning over the assortment of drinks you settle on making your own rather than test out whatever concoction of alcohol and mixers is in the large cooler next to you. Skimming through the choices you quickly make your own drink and roughly chug half before you brave the crowds again.

“L/n!” A loud voice calls just as you start to walk out of the kitchen. Spinning around a small relieved smile graces your face as you look up to find Kirishima pushing past the other guys to get to you. “Hey! I thought you couldn’t make it tonight?”

“I finished my paper early and I need to do something that’s not thinking about classes!” You half yell as he wraps you in a quick side hug. “Do you know where Shoto is?”

“Yeah basement and he’s already had a drink or two! I’m going back down there, wanna come with me?”

“Aw so my quiet sweet boyfriend is chatty now! Lead the way!”

With a large smile and nod he wraps a strong arm around your shoulders and guides you out of the kitchen. Unsurprisingly people immediately flock to him screaming loud greetings mixed with a million fist bumps and high fives. A few of the girls that frequent this frat house give you quick hugs and little hellos before disappearing into the crowd again. His large frame easily pushes people out of the way making what would have been a not fun journey for you rather painless. The basement has a much smaller crowd settled in it, a small smattering of stoners in one corner while others sprawl out over the couches and bean bag chairs in the middle of the room.

“Thank you!” You chirp leaning up to kiss Kirishima on the cheek before bouncing away from him towards your boyfriend who has yet to notice you, seemingly caught up in watching Kaminari do whatever it is he’s doing. Prancing over to him you easily drop yourself into his lap smiling at his look of surprise. “Surprise! I finished my paper early!”

“Hey love! Good I hate these things without you.”

“Mmm is that why you’re sitting here watching Kami do, what the hell is he doing?”

“Honestly I’m not sure, it started out with him hitting on that girl but now I have no idea what’s happening with him.”

“Fun.”

“More fun now that you’re here.” He murmurs into your ear before kissing your temple.

“Fuckin gross, can you two go be in love somewhere else?” Growls Bakugou as he drops onto the floor near Shoto’s bean bag.

“There are people fucking in the bathroom upstairs and they’re your problem?” Snorts Sero.

“Yeah bro they’re not even doing anything.” Adds Kirishima as he drops onto the couch above Bakugou.

“I mean we could give you a show if you wanted, right Shoto?”

“Don’t you two fucking dare I will kick your asses out of here and end this fucking party.”

“Todoroki lives here, plus if we’re kicking anyone out it’s Kaminari because he’s probably going to break something.” Laughs Kirishima as he points at a very drunk Kaminari who’s hanging off of Sero.

“Poor Kami, he’s such a mess when drunk.” You giggle as Kaminari’s eyes land on you.

“L/N!” He shouts bolting from Sero, only to stumble and nearly fall on top of you and Shoto before he regains his balance. Giving you a wide smile he leans into your space. “You look hot tonight! Wanna dance?!”

“I’m good and I don’t think you can dance at this point.” You laugh.

“I can dance! Shoto, lemme borrow your girl!”

“I think I’m gonna keep her for myself tonight Denki!” Laughs Shoto before softly pushing Kaminari out of your space. With a small pout he looks around the room before letting out a small shriek of joy when he spots Midoriya come down the stairs with some others. “Need a new drink?”

“Nah I’m good, you gonna go get one?”

“I’ve already had a couple think I’m good for now.”

Smiling, you lean in and kiss him softly. His normal, very poised and proper demeanor slightly lessened by the alcohol running through his veins. It doesn’t take long for him to cup your cheek and softly press his tongue into your mouth. The taste of rum invades your mouth as he deepens the kiss.

“The fuck did I say? Don’t do that shit near me.” Shouts Bakugou.

“Oh come on Bakugou, it's a party let them have a little fun!”

“Fine fine we’ll stop.” You laugh waving a hand at the angry blond. “Wanna go dance?”

“Do I have to?”

“Nope, you can stay here. I can find someone else to dance with me.” You smirk and stand from your spot in his lap. Quickly adjusting your skirt and top you look over your shoulder to give him a quick smile before taking a few steps towards stairs. An arm locks around your waist pulling you back into a warm hard chest. Craning your neck slightly you can’t help but smile when you see Shoto looking down at you. “Thought you didn’t wanna dance?”

“My baby wants to dance. I'll dance with her.”

“Which means you don’t want to have to pry Kami off me later?”

“That too. Now come on, I need one more drink before I let you drag me to dance.”

“Fine, I guess I could use one too.”

Rolling your eyes you wrap an arm around his waist as he wraps his around your shoulders easily pulling you through the crowd the same way Kirishima did earlier. People nod and yell random greetings and other things that you don’t catch. Catching sight of Jirou in the corner nodding her head along to the music that she probably changed, you tap at Shoto and point towards her. Giving a quick nod he releases you and heads to the kitchen to grab drinks.

“Hey! I take it you fixed the music?!” You half yell when you reach her.

“Yeah! Couldn’t take that garbage! I thought you weren’t coming tonight?”

“I finished my shit so here I am.”

“Lover boy going to get you a drink?”

“Yep, gotta get him loose enough to dance with me!”

Laughing, the two of you rest against the wall watching everyone dance and mingle around the room. The little crowds of people flow effortlessly through the room, bumping into one another and simply joining into a new group. Jirou knocks her shoulder into yours softly before tilting her head in the direction of the kitchen. Unsurprisingly you’re greeted with the sight of Shoto surrounded by a couple of girls eagerly attempting to get his attention. He simply nods and smiles as he makes both of your drinks before grabbing both cups and quickly escaping back to you. Like usual the girls give you a somewhat dirty look when he hands over your drink and leans down to kiss you.

“Thank you baby.” You shout. Smiling he nods to Jirou before moving to rest against the wall moving you to stand with your back against his chest. The two of you sip on your drinks casually swaying along to the music bidding Jirou a goodbye when Momo appears from somewhere else within the house. Swaying against him to the beat of the music as you down your drink and set it on the table and wait for him to finish his own. A couple songs pass until he finishes his drink and lets the alcohol settle in his system before pushing off from the wall startling you slightly.

“Come on, still wanna dance?” He questions leaning down to whisper in your ear.

Turning to face him, you give him a sickly sweet smile and grab the collar of his and slowly walk back into the crowd pulling him along with you. Finding an open space on the dance floor, you pull him close to wrap your arms around his neck. Swaying your hip you slowly move along with the beat before spinning around to press your back to his chest. Shoto immediately drops his hands to your hips helping you move along to the beat, slowly working to move with you. Your hands rest behind you wrapping around his neck as you move happily.

It takes him a few minutes but soon Shoto falls into a comfortable pace, moving and grinding with you effortlessly. Your head drops back to rest against his shoulder. Looking up you can’t help but smile when you look up and find him already looking down at you. Smiling at you, Shoto squeezes at your waist pulling you a little closer to him. You watch him look around the room softly before leaning into your space.

“What? You just realize that all the girls around us are giving me the death glare for dancing with you?” You giggle.

“Nah, I was thinking all these guys keep looking at my girlfriend like they want to eat her.”

“Mmm but they all know I’m very taken.”

“Some of them would probably still try it.” He whispers, running his hands along your body, warm hands dance across your stomach as he pulls you closer to him. “I wouldn’t blame them. I just gotta make sure they know you’re mine.”

Leaning down into you he pulls you into a quick kiss before he moves on to suck a quick mark onto your neck. Like usual you instantly sink into him, head lolling to the side giving him room to work. Your hips press into him a little more, swaying back into him harder. He breathes out softly against your neck squeezing your hips in encouragement. Spinning around you wrap your arms around his neck and lean up onto your toes to drag him into a kiss.

One of his hands sits on your lower back while the other holds your neck pushing you closer to him. Tangling a hand in soft red and white locks you moan into his mouth as you fist his shirt with your free hand. The hand on your lower back drops down grabbing a quick handful of your ass before you giggle and push him away slightly.

“You can’t just grope me on the dance floor Sho!” You giggle.

“Fine, c’mon then I’m done dancing.”

Giving you no room to argue he picks you up effortlessly forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist as he moves to walk upstairs. There’s a couple loud wolf whistles as you go to which you easily throw up a middle finger as you hide your face in his neck. Holding you up with one arm he pulls rummages through his pocket to pull out his room key and quickly lock it behind the two of you. You expect to be dropped on the soft bed instead you end up pinned against the hardwood of his door.

“God I hate dancing with you sometimes.” He growls into your neck.

“Mmm why?”

“Always fucking turns me on. Had to fuck you at almost every party we’ve gone too.”

“Mmm yeah, it’s always so much fun.” You mewl head banging back against the door as he bites at your neck.

“Yeah? My pretty girl likes being fucked at random parties?”

“Like bein fucked anywhere long as it’s you.”

At that he lets out a low groan and grinds his hard cock against you. The rough material of his jeans scrapes against your soft thighs as the hard out line of his zipper presses into you through the thin materials of your panties. He presses against you eagerly, looking over your face with bright eyes that are the slightest bit glassy. His pupils are blown wide taking over all of the gorgeous blue and grey that you’ve come to love so much. Cupping his cheeks gently you pull him into a languid kiss, letting your tongue carelessly trace over his lip before nipping at it.

Shoto lets out an almost pornographic moan as you suck at his lip, releasing it with a nice little pop. The moment he hits his breaking point he shoves you hard against the wall, holding you up with one arm using his other one to shove his pants and boxers down.

“Fuck baby, my pretty girl, my love.” He moans as his bare cock rubs against the soaked material of your panties. “You’re ready right baby? Please tell me you’re ready.”

“Yeah, ‘m ready.”

He groans long and low and quickly shoves your panties to the side before lining himself up and pressing in with one quick thrust. You make a soft choking noise as the stretch punches the air from your lungs. Your toes curl in your shoes as his hips press fully against yours, filling you completely with every inch of himself. You can feel his body shake against you as he holds himself back, the need to drill into you hard and fast barely restrained. Taking a quick deep breath you try to relax against him, leaving him to support your weight.

“Move Shoto.” You coo softly.

“Didn’t prep you, fuck sorry, just sorry.” He mumbles as he presses his face into your neck.

“It’s ok, I’m fine you can move baby.”

From his place against your neck he makes a slightly strangled noise before he pulls his hips back until only the tip of his cock rests inside of you. Immediately he plunges back into you. You claw at his back as he sets a bruising pace. His teeth sink into your shoulder while his finger tips dig into your ass as he drills into you. You can’t help the sharp cry of his name that escapes you

Your head smacks back against the door as you bite into your bottom lip trying to keep your noises down. Your head spins as you’re all too aware of the party going on right outside the door that you're being fucked against. Suddenly you're hoisted up as Shoto straightens up as he really starts to drive into you. You can’t help but moan when he bites and sucks little marks into your neck. The voices moving around right outside of the room makes the knot in your lower belly tighten a little more than you would like to admit, but the tightening of your walls and the sudden loud moan you let out tells Shoto everything.

“Fuck, you want them to hear?” He growls before nipping at your ear. “You want them to know how well I fuck you?”

“N-no don’t want them to hear.”

“Really? Because you get nice and, shit, fucking tight, tight when someone moves outside the door.”

“Don’t want them to know. Please Shoto.” You whine as you claw at his shoulders and back.

“They’re gonna fucking know. I want every fuckin guy in this house to know you’re mine, make sure everyone knows my fucking name. Promise Ima make you scream my name baby.”

He drills up into you harder, effectively knocking the air from your lungs. Shoto has always kept his promises of making you scream, and now the evil lick of determination that creeps across his face has you clenching around him. He’s got a goal now, and unless you specifically ask or tell him you don’t want it he’s going for it. Absolutely set on ruining you Shoto shoves you up against the door a little harder to get a better angle and when he thrusts into you at this new angle he glides in perfectly hitting every little spot that makes your head really spin.

“Come on, let them hear you baby, scream for me my pretty girl.” He grunts before kissing you quickly only to pull away and pick up his pace.

Giving in you lean your head back and allow your mouth to drop open. The soft sounds you had been holding fall freely from your parted lips now. It’s a slow progression as your noises start to flow from you freely until your moans are loud and clear, like when the two of you have one of your places all to yourselves. The knot starts to tighten further, urging you closer and closer to your end.

Leaning in you grab Shoto by the hair and force him into a long sloppy kiss that consists of too much tongue and half hearted pants. Keeping his head close with one hand you drop the other one in between the two of you, jamming it into the soft material of your panties to rub quick circles into your neglected clit.

“Shoto, ‘m close.” You mewl as you rub sloppy circles against your clit.

“Shit I know, so am I. Fuck go ahead whenever you want baby, come on my cock love.”

Once he’s given you the go ahead you can feel your end creeping up faster. The eager press of his tip against your spot has your toes curling and heels pressing into his ass shoving him closer to you. His thrusts turn shallow, becoming more of a quick sharp roll and grind. The knot in your stomach finally snaps, plunging you into a pleasure filled haze. Your head slams back against the door as you cum around his cock all while letting out a high pitched moan of his name. Shoto’s thrust slows momentarily, helping you through it before he picks up his speed. A few sharp thrusts later and he’s stills against you, hips pressed as close as he can manage as he shudders and groans against you. A warm rush fills you as he spills into you, rolling his hips a few times to work himself through it. Finally he slumps against you, pinning you to the door as the two of you catch your breaths. Tapping his shoulder softly he eases off and out of you before carefully setting you down again.

“You ok?” He whispers, leaning down to kiss you softly, before moving back to fix himself.

“I’m perfect.” You smile while adjusting your outfit.

“Wanna go back down or stay here?”

Laughing softly you reach up and fix his hair some. “I could go back, we can hang out in the basement with the other guys now if you’d like.”

Smiling down at you he pulls you into another quick kiss before making sure the two of you look presentable. Once you’ve each deemed that you don’t look like you just fucked he opens the door letting you walk out first, as soon as you both step out the few people standing outside erupt into wolf whistles and cheers. Your cheeks suddenly feel like they’re on fire as your wide eyes scan over the little crowd.

“God damn Todoroki!.” Someone calls out. Spinning around you bury your face in his chest, letting the soft rumble of his laugh ease you slightly.

“Told you I was gonna make sure they heard.”

“Oh my god shut up.”

Smacking at his chest you give him a quick joking glare before turning and walking quickly to the stairs. After locking the door you hear Shoto following behind you bounding down the stairs until he can wrap an arm around again before you disappear into the crowd. Smiling when you roll your eyes you let him lead you to the basement again.

“Soo how was dancing?” Question Kirishima.

“We had everyone cheering for us.” gloats Shoto as he collapses onto the open bean bag.

“Yeah what he said.” You mumble, as you take your seat in his lap.

“You two fucking disgust me.” Barks Bakugou.

“Calm your shit man, they're literally just sitting there.”

“They weren’t just sitting there when everyone upstairs heard them fuck.”

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hopelesshawks · 2 years

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Marijuana Breath

18+ stoner!Denki x fem!reader, friends to lovers

Summary: Being a pro hero is a very stressful job. Thankfully you and Denki have an idea for how to relax on one of your rare days off. Title from the song Marijuana Breath by Adam Jensen

This post is 18+, minors dni

Warnings: Recreational drug use, slightly dub con (reader and Denki are both high but there's a lot of checking in), quirk play, nipple play, slight overstimulation, dry humping, oral sex (f!receiving), squirting, mention of aftercare

Link to change y/n to your actual name (not mobile compatible)

General Masterlist Kofi (Help Lulu)

“You’ve got the snacks right?”

“Yes Denki, I have the snacks. Have a little faith in me will ya? I’m walking up to the door now.”

You and Denki have been planning this day for months. Between patrols, paperwork, and Tokyo’s seemingly never ending supply of Big Bads, it feels like you’ve barely had time to breathe lately. Your days have been eat, sleep, work, repeat and by now you’ve been in the pro hero game long enough to know that that isn’t sustainable. It had started out as just a fantasy, you and Denki reminiscing about your UA days and how it was easier to take breaks back then. You have no shortage of memories spent huddled up in his dorm watching movies together or napping in the same bed after a particularly brutal week. The two of you were nigh on inseparable in high school, and while work stopped you both from seeing each other as much, it did nothing to dull you two’s friendship.

As the stress of your jobs had gotten to be too much, the two of you started planning for this very day. You arrive on his doorstep with arms filled to the brim with all of your favorite sweet and savory snacks. You hear the characteristic click of him hanging up his phone in your headphones as you barely manage to knock on the door without dropping anything. Within seconds Kaminari is swinging the door open wide with an excited grin and helping you inside.

“Ok, I held up my end of the bargain, what about yours?” you ask as you deposit the food on the large blanket draped out on the floor of Denki’s living room and remove your headphones from your ears.

Denki grins as he runs back to his room only to reemerge with more blankets and a plastic bag filled with weed. “Of course, I did, let’s fucking do this!” he beams.

Watching Denki roll a joint is mesmerizing.

He is not a careful person by nature but he rolls joints like it’s an artform. His long fingers deftly tuck the weed into the rolling paper and wrap it almost delicately until he’s crafted what he deems the perfect joint. You’ve always loved Denki’s hands, not that you’d ever admit that fact out loud. Lichtenberg scars line the back of them before disappearing up the long sleeves of his henley where you know the scars stretch over his forearms, biceps, and eventually chest. Unlike Bakugou and Kirishima, Kaminari has stayed lean over the years, but just because he isn’t as broad as some of your other former classmates doesn’t mean he isn’t muscular.

You drag your thoughts away from his body as he finishes the joint and fishes around in the pocket of his jeans for a lighter. You’ve suppressed your feelings and less than appropriate thoughts for your best friend for a decade now, what’s a few hours more?

“Would you like to do the honors and take the inaugural first drag?” he asks.

“Nah, you already wouldn’t let me pay my share of the weed. Literally the least I can do is let you take the first hit,” you insist.

Kaminari chuckles but accepts your reasoning, he shifts from the kneeling position he’d been in to sitting criss-cross, bringing the joint to his lips and balancing it between them before sparking up the lighter until he has it going. Once the end is lit, he pulls the lighter away, tossing it aside before pulling a deep breath in. The pulls the joint away, lips remaining just slightly parted as he pulls clean air in his lungs to mingle with the smoke. He lets it rest in his chest for a moment before finally exhaling, his eyes fluttering shut as he blows the cloud out around his head. He basks in it for a little bit and not for the first time it hits you how pretty Kaminari is, before you’re once again pulled from your thoughts by his eyes drifting back open. He gives you a lazy grin before extending the joint out to you.

“Your turn, pretty girl.”

Soon the room is hazy with smoke, the cracked window on the other side of the room just enough to keep the fire alarm from going off. You and Denki lay side by side giggling, music playing quietly in the background as you both relax fully for the first time in weeks.

“How have we never gotten high just the two of us before?” Kaminari muses.

“Ah you know how it is. There was always someone around in the dorms to join,” you shrug.

It’s a lie. You and Kaminari never smoking alone had been a very intentional choice you made back in high school. Every time it seemed like it might happen you would text Sero or Mina to come join you. Weed always had a way of easing your mind and loosening your lips, which is all well and good until you’re alone in a room with your best friend that you’ve had a crush on since you first met. You’re older now, more matured and further removed from your childhood feelings. You’ve dated other people, watched Kaminari date too, and now the once all consuming crush you used to have on him stays tucked away in a distant corner of your mind. Distant enough that you feel safe letting yourself melt into the floor with him without admitting something that could ruin your friendship forever.

“Yea, yea I know. But I liked it when things were just me and my pretty girl.”

Ok so maybe the crush isn’t as distant as you thought. You’ve always both hated and loved that nickname.

“It’s just us now isn’t it?” you insist, face feeling hot.

“Yea, I guess it is.”

From the corner of your eye you notice he’s turned his face to you, his golden eyes locked on your profile. You turn to meet his gaze and something electric seems to pass through you both. If you didn’t know any better you’d ask if the weed was making his quirk pop off. Your heart starts beating double time in your chest and time seems to stretch out for infinity while the two of you just stare at each other. You end up breaking the contact first, unsure if your heart could take anymore, but Denki is unphased.

“I wanna try something,” he states abruptly, drawing your gaze back to him.

“Like what?” you ask skeptically.

“Shotgunning,” he tells you with a broad grin.

You blink at him confused, the weed making it even harder to try and think of what he could even possibly be talking about.

“Here I’ll show you,” Kaminari decides, grabbing the joint from your makeshift ashtray and putting it to his lips before re-lighting it. He takes another deep breath then waves for you to come closer to him. You obediently scooch and as soon as you’re close enough, Denki leans over you, grasps your chin, and uses his thumb to pull down your lower lip in order to open your mouth. You barely have time to process what’s happening before suddenly he’s blowing the smoke into your mouth. Your shocked gasp draws the smoke into your lungs, your eyes staying locked with Denki’s. You clue in shortly afterwards, holding the breath in your lungs before blowing it back out again. Denki beams at you before he seems to remember himself again, abruptly releasing your chin and jerking back out of your space, one hand going to scratch the back of his neck sheepishly. He chuckles nervously, face turning red and refusing to make eye contact as you also sit up.

“Sorry, that was too much wasn’t it? That was dumb, I just thought it would be cool cause I’ve like seen it in movies and-”

“No, no, it was cool! You just surprised me and-”

“No yea totally, I should’ve given you a heads up first that’s-”

“I mean sure yea but like it’s no worries so-”

“Ok! I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything and it’s totally cool if you didn’t like it ‘cause-”

“I liked it!”

You and Denki both stare at each other with wide eyes for a second before bursting back into giggles again. It’s hard to take anything too seriously for too long when the weed’s still making your head feel so light and floaty.

“So… Do you want to try it again?” he finally asks after a moment and you quickly nod your head.

You both adjust so you’re kneeling across from each other, nervous little giggles erupting out of your chests every so often. It takes several moments for you two to get yourselves together but once you do Denki once again puts the joint to his lips and takes a deep breath in. His eyes meet yours once he pulls it away and you both lean in, only the slightest hesitation before you stop just shy of your noses brushing. You part your lips as Denki pushes the smoke back out so you can take it into your own lungs, eyes fluttering shut with the action. You pull away to exhale and Denki’s already taking another drag from the joint so you lean back in immediately afterwards. You lean even further into each other’s space this time, foreheads touching as you bring the smoke into your lungs. Your skin tingles all over as the weed settles into your bones but Denki feels equally as intoxicating.

“Do you want to try passing it this time?” he asks and he sounds breathless.

“Yea… Yea let’s do that,” you reply.

You start to reach for the joint but instead Denki brings it to your mouth for you, his fingers brushing against your lips and making the tingling intensify there. You pull a breath in, smoke filling your lungs while an energy that has nothing to do with your best friend’s quirk crackles between the two of you. One of Denki’s hands comes up to your cheeks as you both lean in and by the time you’re blowing the smoke into his lungs, he’s shifted his hand to the back of your neck. Unlike you had been doing, he doesn’t pull away to exhale, letting the smoke waft up around both your faces as your reddened eyes meet his. A silent question dances along golden irises and you pray he can see the enthusiastic yes in yours.

He must get it because next thing you know he’s drawing you in the rest of the way, both your eyes slipping shut just as your lips meet. He’s hesitant at first but the minute you reciprocate he grows bolder. He groans against your lips and when you part them for him he’s all too happy to slip his tongue inside to tangle with yours. You bring your arms up to wrap around his shoulders as his hands shift to your waist. He leans further into your space so you pull him back with you until your back is meeting the soft blankets on the floor. You let your legs stretch out and fall open as Denki settles on top of you. One of your hands tangles into the hair at the base of his neck and he groans again when he feels you tugging lightly against it. His hands slip beneath the fabric of your shirt and you gasp, every inch of you feeling infinitely more sensitive than usual.

“Is this ok?” he asks quietly, as if the moment will shatter if he raises his voice too much.

“It’s more than ok,” you promise, pulling him down to kiss you again.

His hands continue to skim along your sides as he finally brings his hips down to rest against yours and you can feel where he’s achingly hard in his jeans. You grind your hips up against his and he has to break the kiss to groan, pressing his forehead to yours with his eyes squeezed shut. You do it again only to jolt when you feel electricity suddenly rush through your torso. You blink in surprise, feeling your panties dampen as the lingering traces of electricity go straight to your core. Denki, though, reels back mortified, apologies on his tongue.

You quickly surge forward to grab him, swallowing the last of his apologies in a reassuring kiss. “Denki relax, I liked it,” you confess into the fraction of space between you both.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Fuck.”

He’s back on you in a second, pressing you down into the blankets as he lets electricity crackle along his fingers only to dance along your skin. The combination of the tingling from the weed and from his quirk have all of your nerve endings singing, every little action so much more intense than it would otherwise be. His hands shift even higher until he reaches your breasts, palming them over the fabric of your bra until even that’s not enough.

“Arch your back for me baby,” he gasps against your lips.

The pet name makes you shiver but you don’t need to be told twice, arching your back off the ground so he can reach beneath you and unclasp your bra. He makes quick work of your shirt and bra after that. You feel exposed as his eyes lazily take in all of the newly exposed skin with reverence.

“C’mon Denki you too,” you demand, pushing his shirt up until he obliges, removing his as well. Your eyes roam over the scars he’s acquired not just from his quirk but from his many battles over the years as well. You know you’ve acquired your fair share of scars by now as well, it comes with the job, but it still strikes you just how much you’ve both survived since your first year.

“You’re stunning,” you breathe, hands tracing the lightning shaped scar tissue that decorates his chest.

“I’m pretty sure that’s my line,” he chuckles, leaning back down to capture your lips in his again.

His hands return to your chest and he smirks against your lips when he pinches your nipples between electrified fingers. You cry out, hands grasping desperately against his back, your nails dragging along his skin and leaving red marks in your wake. You cry out his name, bringing your hips up to grind against his to level the playing field. The way he keens in response has you eager for more. You can tell he’s feeling just as oversensitive as you are by the little noises he’s making between the sloppy kisses he presses to your lips. His hands roam all over your body, sending electricity arcing along your skin with each touch. It’s almost overwhelming but still you beg for more, more, more as he starts to grind down against you with more purpose. You find yourselves stumbling into a rhythm, hips colliding in a delicious grind as you kiss each other as if you’re the only sources of oxygen in the room. You shift your hips slightly so you can bring your thigh between his legs and apply even more pressure the next time he rolls his hips down. The sudden additional pressure is too much and with a shout he suddenly tenses against you, even more electricity rushing through your skin as he spills into his jeans.

“Did you-” you start to ask and immediately Denki nods as he tries to catch his breath, panting as his face hovers just above yours.

“Fuck that’s hot,” you groan, making Denki chuckle above you.

“Your turn baby girl,” he grins before slipping down your body, sucking hickeys into your skin as he goes.

The long fingers you’ve always been so obsessed with make quick work of the button on your jeans, dragging them down your legs until you can kick them off. He then returns to between your legs, grasping your thighs to hold them further apart before licking you through the already damp fabric of your panties. You whine his name and it only makes him more eager, yanking your panties down and off so he can finally stimulate your dripping sex directly. He licks another stripe against your sex, this time starting at your fluttering hole and going all the way to the tip of your clit before he sucks the sensitive nub into his mouth.

Your back bows, one hand gripping the blanket next to you and the other tightening in his hair. He chuckles at your reaction but you can’t even find it in you to reprimand him for it, too lost in the feeling of his mouth on you. He moves back to your cunt, licking into you and immediately groaning at your taste. He eats you out like a man starved, the wet sounds of his tongue plunging in and out of you filling the room. You’re already getting close when one of his hands finds your clit and starts to press circles into it, starting slowly but quickly ramping up until you’re a writhing, keening mess beneath him.

Just as you think you couldn’t possibly feel anything more, Denki sends little electrical pulses through your already throbbing clit and it sends you rocketing into the most intense orgasm you’ve ever experienced. You practically scream his name his neighbors are gonna fucking hate him after this as clear fluid gushes from your cunt, drenching his chin as he continues to work you through your climax. By the time it’s faded your hair has frizzed up slightly from the electricity, chest heaving as your tight muscles start to release. Denki places a kiss to your overstimulated clit just to hear you whine before coming up to capture your lips again. You sigh contentedly into it as he pulls you closer against him. He reaches behind him fumbling for one of the extra blankets he’d brought out earlier, throwing it over you both. His hand rubs up and down your body, kneading your still tense muscles until they relax beneath his touch.

“We should get you in the bath to help relax your muscles,” Denki murmurs, although he makes no move to get up.

“Mmm, later though,” you hum in agreement.

“Sounds good,” he chuckles, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.

“Hey (y/n)?”

“Hmm?”

“How does a proper date tomorrow sound?”

A sleepy smile spreads across your face as you nuzzle closer to him, hiding your giddy expression in his neck.

“Sounds perfect.”

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luckyasfuck · 3 years

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effects of being high [k. bakugou]

pairing // stoner!katsu x fem stoner!reader, mentions of seromina, mentions of kamijirou, mentions of serodenki, kirishima has a girlfriend

warnings/themes // no quirk!au, stoner!bakusquad, college students!bakusquad, confident and flirty reader, smoking sessions, NSFW, masturbation, praise, nipple play, oral sex (f!recieving), fingering (f!recieving)

inspiration // the hills - the weeknd

you had found the ‘bakusquad’ smoking weed in the back of the school a few days ago. they weren’t bothered by your presence, kirishima even invited you to sit beside him while he handed you one. their little ring leader wasn’t there, you noticed as you sat down and took the blunt from the red-haired stoner. “school shit, the teachers needed him. he is pretty smart.” they said. this mini session dragged out all afternoon, mina and sero occasionally shotgunned with each other, as well as kiri and his girlfriend.

a ding erupted from your pocket and you pull your phone out. mina ashido! is typing. hm? mina? oh. the girl from the smoking sesh. she hit you up with a “i got ur snap from this dude in class, dw! we’re going to smoke again, u should join babes” you hum at the idea, “yeah sure, when”

“after school”

“im down” she left you on opened after that.

class drags out to be long, mina had texted you the place a few minutes ago. it was at the park. the bell rings and you gather your stuff, the bakusquad already skipped their last class and went straight to the park so you hurried your steps.

they were sat on the concrete floor, kirishima leaning on a ledge with his head thrown back into the middle of mina’s thighs as she sat on the ledge, denki and jirou were shotgunning, kirishima’s girlfriend on his lap, all while sero rolled up blunts.

and of course, bakugou katsuki. he sat a little far away from kirishima, manspreading while lighting up the blunt he encaged in his meaty fingers. he eyed your movements with knotted eyebrows as you dropped your bag down and stole a newly made one from sero, putting it in your mouth. his eyes widen when you come closer to his face, lighting your blunt with the lighter he was using while maintaining eye contact.

“ooh, sexual tension.” denki commented as you sat down next to kirishima once again and you laugh. “i just forgot my lighter, no sexual tension here.” you looked beside you to katsuki, failing to see the smirk he hid with his hand as he held his blunt.

the whole session was messy, kirishima and his girlfriend having a heated make out session that led to the both of them going home earlier than the others, sero and denki shotgunning as a dare from both mina and jirou, but you and katsuki kept quiet, enjoying the show.

“it’s getting late,” you stood up, high. “i’m going home, i’ll see you guys on monday.” sero, denki and jirou waved goodbye at you with a smile, while mina went up and hugged you. you look at katsuki, walking up to him and nearing your face to him again. “see you on monday...” your whisper sent hot air straight to katsuki’s lips, making them tremble slightly.

“oh my god, she’s so hot.” denki said as he watched katsuki smirk and throw his head back.

you get home and your phone gets another notification. from bakugou katsuki. you swipe at the notification, “didn’t get the chance to get your snap, so i asked mina” katsuki started. “you’re hot”

“i know” you chuckled, stripping of your clothes and laid on your bed in your underwear. “confident, i like that” the stoner replied, smirking through the screen. “bet you’d probably love it when i tell you i’m in my underwear right now”

“you’re really trying to get me hard, aren’t you?”

“maybe. what are you gonna do about it?”

“go to your house and fuck the shit out of you.”

“do it then.”

your thighs rub together unconciously at the thought, your hand wandering past the waistband of your panties to rub your clit. the image of katsuki manspreading clouded your head as your fingers dipped inside your hole, pushing in and out slowly. a moan of katsuki’s name escapes your lips as you bite down on it, legs spreading wider. you pump your fingers faster, nearing your orgasm. your spare hand cups your breasts under your bra, playing with your nipples.

a knock on the door disturbs you mid-moan and you clench around your fingers, fixing your underwear and getting a large shirt that would cover you. katsuki leaned on your doorframe when you opened the door, another blunt in between his fingers. he took a whiff before throwing it to the ground, hoisting you up by your waist and pressing you to the wall. his hand forces your legs open as he situated himself between them. his lips touch yours and he blows the smoke into your mouth, making you moan.

katsuki grinds his clothed hard on against your soaking panties, his tongue swirling down your throat. he has you panting when he pulls away from you, eyeing the string of saliva connecting your lips. in a second, his lips slam on yours again as he spoke against them, “so pretty for me, y/n.” his hands tug at the hem of your panties until he set you down and took them off, dangling them against your ankle.

he lifts you up again, rough jeans rubbing against your clit making you whimper. “where’s your room, pretty face?” he whispers in your ear, biting it. “upstairs.” you whimpered out, rubbing your cunt against his hard-on. with hurried steps, katsuki places you on your bed, taking his shirt off and getting on top of you. a greek god body, a perfectly sculpted thigh making itself cozy in between your legs.

the shirt is ripped off of you, your bra unclipped and in seconds, you’re completely naked in front of him. his tongue licks a stripe up both your nipples, gently biting and sucking on them with his pearly whites. “katsu- hng, katsuki...” you wrapped your arms around his neck as he kissed lower and lower before stopping at your pelvic bone.

“spread.” with a quick command, your legs instantly separate, giving him the best view of your glistening heat. your toes curl when he uses his fingers to spread your pussy lips apart, giving your insides a taste of his tongue. he sucks on your clit, two of his digits digging inside you. his cock is throbbing inside his jeans, staining his underwear with pre-cum.

the hot kisses travel upwards again, his lips capturing yours as he used his spare hand to take off his remaining clothes. he adds another fingers, scissoring them inside you as he swirled his tongue all around your mouth and lips. “ready for my cock, pretty face?” you throw your head back, nodding.

katsuki presses kisses against your jaw and hickies on your neck, stroking his cock and prodding his tip at your entrance. slowly pushing it inside, the both of you let out a moan. he lifts your hips up from the bed, pushing in at a better angle. you whine loudly, “just shove it in already!” he cocks an eyebrow at you smirking.

“you asked for it, pretty face.”

“do u think theyre fucking” denki chatted the bakusquad gc, attaching a screenshot of yours and katsuki’s location being at your house. “obv dumbass” jirou replied. “i feel bad for y/n’s pussy” “eijirou! dont say that!’ “PLS LSADHALKH”

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shinsoussimp · 3 years

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sfw masterlist

Katsuki Bakugou

‣Bakugo x ftm reader cuddling

‣Mirio, dabi, and bakugou with a stoner bf

Shoto Todoroki

‣Todoroki when his s/o is super clingy

‣Todoroki with an ftm boyfriend

‣First kiss with Bakugo and Todoroki

‣Coming out as bi to Todoroki

Ochaco Uraraka

‣Dating Mina, Momo, and Uraraka

Tenya Iida

‣Iida in denial

Mina Ashido

‣Dating Mina, Momo, and Uraraka

Hitoshi Shinsou

‣Shinsou and his boyfriend playing with their new cat

‣Shinsou hovering around his s/o

‣Shinsou when his s/o doesn’t see the point in living anymore

‣Shinsou getting caught play fighting with his s/o

‣Tamaki and Shinsou when their boyfriend can’t take T shots on his own

‣Mirio and Shinsou on their s/o’s birthday

Mirio Togata

‣Mirio and Shinsou on their s/o’s birthday

‣Mirio x sound copy quirk

‣Mirio x homophobia

‣Mirio when his bf is drunk

‣Mirio, dabi, and bakugou with a stoner bf

Tamaki Amajiki

‣Tamaki and Shinsou when their boyfriend can’t take T shots on his own

Hawks

‣Cuddling with Hawks

‣Hawks when his boyfriend has a nightmare about him cheating

‣Hawks comforting his trans boyfriend when he feels dysphoric

‣Hawks when his s/o had a rough day

‣Hawks when his girlfriend’s parents are emotionally abusive

‣Hawks when his girlfriend likes to always be in physical contact with him

‣Hawks when he/his girlfriend is sick

‣Hawks when his boyfriend falls and hurts himself

Gang Orca

‣I’ll never leave you

Dabi

‣Dabi and his s/o expecting a child

‣Dabi when his s/o takes care of him after a mission

‣Dabi when his girlfriend is freezing but doesn’t tell him

‣Dabi when his boyfriend is afraid to touch him

‣Dabi in an ice cream shop

‣Mirio, dabi, and bakugou with a stoner bf

Himiko Toga

‣Cuddling with toga

Shoyo Hinata

‣Dating Hinata

Azumane Asahi

‣Dating Kyotani and Asahi

Tsukishima Kei

‣Ushijima, tsukishima, and oikawa when their s/o has an oral fixation

Koshi Sugawara

‣Kageyama and Sugawara when their boyfriend is cheering them on

‣Sugawara with a boyfriend who smokes

Tobio Kageyama

‣Kageyama and Sugawara when their boyfriend is cheering them on

Tooru Oikawa

‣Oikawa when he finds out his crush has a snake

‣Ushijima, tsukishima, and oikawa when their s/o has an oral fixation

Tetsurou Kuroo

‣Kuroo with a clingy boyfriend

Koutarou Bokuto

‣His calming embrace

Ushijima Wakatoshi

‣Ushijima, tsukishima, and oikawa when their s/o has an oral fixation

Atsumu Miya

‣Atsumu Miya’s crush getting made fun of for being trans

‣Miya twins when their friend/crush has a boa constrictor

Coach Ukai

‣Coach Ukai being super soft for is s/o

‣Coach Ukai when his girlfriend likes to cook

‣Coach Ukai when him and his wife are expecting a child

‣Coach Ukai when he has a crush on a girl at another store

none yet !

#masterlist #bnha x male reader #bnha x gn reader #bnha fluff #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x gn reader #haikyuu x fluff #kakegurui x male reader #kakegurui x gn reader #kakegurui fluff #jujutsu kaisen x male reader #jujutsu kaisen x gn reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #ohshc x male reader #ohshc x gn reader #ohshc fluff

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lxvislxdy · 3 years

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Shotgun Kisses pt.2 | Bakugou K.

Links: Bakugou x stoner!reader au & Shotgun Kisses (Read these first!!)

Notes: Firstly, I want to thank you all for the positive feedback my work has been receiving! I’m extremely thankful for ya’ll!! I also want to apologize for the delay in my posting; I’ve been traveling this week, and on top of that, dealing with the gas shortage on the east coast (it’s been HELL). But hopefully things will start picking up again soon! As always, my requests are open, so feel free to send in your requests or questions!

Summary: After apologizing to you, Bakugou is still struggling to get over his mistrust of your coworker, Shinsou. When you invite Shinsou to hang with everyone, Bakugou thinks it will be his final straw. That is, until Shinsou makes a move on someone unexpected. And suddenly, everything makes much more sense, and Bakugou looks completely oblivious.

Pairing: Bakugou x reader

Warning(s): 18+!! drug use, language (if you are underage, this fic is not for you!)

Bakugou was trying.

He really, really was.

He trusted you, and he hated fighting with you (especially when it was his fault, and he had to apologize), but damnit, that purple haired bastard wasn’t making it easy on him. Still, Bakugou was making an effort, and that meant he was visiting you at work, even though Shinsou was there, too.

“Hello,” Shinsou drawled, a lazy, but definitely teasing, grin spread across his lips. He was leaned up against the counter, half of his purple hair tied back in a knot at the back of his head. “How can I help you?”

Bakugou narrowed his eyes, taking a deep breath in like Kirishima had taught him. His hands were wound into fists, shoved into his jacket pockets. “Just my regular.”

Shinsou hummed in response, turning to shout over his shoulder, “Y/n! Your loverboy is here!”

Bakugou grit his teeth, willing himself not to snap back at him. Technically, he wasn’t wrong. But he hated the teasing lilt to the other man’s voice.

As per usual, his anger melted away - mostly - when you popped your head around the corner, from the storage room, smiling brightly. “’Suki!”

As much as Bakugou hated your job, you did look cute in your apron, and he was admittedly fond of the free coffee.

You bounced over to him, definitely hyped up on too much caffeine, and wrapped your arms around him. “Hi.” You said, looking up at him.

He squeezed you against him, pulling you in for a kiss, to your surprise. Normally, Bakugou was hesitant when it came to PDA. Of course, the cafe was almost empty, and it wasn’t much of a secret that Bakugou was turning up the heat in front of Shinsou.

“You want your usual?” You ask sweetly, when he pulls away, dopey grin on your face.

Shinsou, who had slipped away during the kiss, calls over his shoulder, “Already on it!”

“Try not to spit in it.” Bakugou says, lowly.

Shinsou lets out a low chuckle, “I’ll try to contain myself.”

Apparently, this banter is friendly enough, because you laugh along with him.

“You mind if I take my break now, ‘Toshi?”

Bakugou swallows down the burst of jealousy at the nickname, fists tightening in his pocket.

“Yeah, no problem,” Shinsou tells you, as he sets the coffee down on the counter. “There you go. One coffee, hazelnut cream, no sugar. Extra bitter, just like you.”

Bakugou sneers at him, snatching the coffee from the counter and grabbing your hand to pull you along behind him. The two of you end up in the alleyway behind the shop, sneaking through the ‘employees only’ door. Bakugou sips the coffee, wishing it wasn’t so good. But damn, if Shinsou didn’t know his coffee. As far as Bakugou was concerned, that was the only thing the guy was good at. (Of course, he didn’t really know him that well, at all).

“You’re very broody today.” You say softly, looking over at him from where you leaned against the brick wall. “Something on your mind?”

Bakugou rolls his eyes, sipping his coffee again. “M’fine. Just... tired, that’s all.”

You hum, fumbling with one of your bracelets. You gaze up at him, grinning, “Do I need to call Kirishima to get it out of you?”

“Tch,” He scoffed, marching over to where you stood and leaning down over you. “Smartass.”

He leans down, capturing your lips in a soft kiss. You both taste like coffee, and Bakugou recognizes the faint, bitter taste of marijuana on your tongue too. He pulls away, raising a brow.

“What, rolling up before work, you delinquent?”

You giggled, shoving his shoulder playfully, though it’s not enough to move him away from you. “Maybe. Gonna rat me out?”

“Hm,” His lips barely brush against yours, bumping his nose against yours. “I’m sure you could convince me not to.”

“Yeah? That easy, hm?” You say, leaning forward to kiss him again, but he pulls just out of your reach. You pout, and he laughs lowly.

“I never said it would be easy.” He answers, smirking.

You feel your breath hitch again, and his lips are back on yours.

“Mm, Kats, love you, but I need to get back to work.” You mumble in between kisses.

Bakugou nips your bottom lip, but concedes, pulling away with a sigh. “Sure I can’t keep you occupied just a little while longer?”

“And people say I’m the bad influence.” You tease, laughing. “Sorry, babe. Can’t. Besides, I know you’re supposed to be getting lunch with the guys, and I’m not gonna be responsible for making you late.”

“Screw ‘em.” He says, planting another kiss on the corner of your mouth.

You smile up at him, shaking your head. “What am I gonna do with you, Bakgou Katsuki?”

“Keep me, I hope.”

He’d meant it as a joke, but it came out much more serious than he’d meant. Thankfully, you don’t press him on it.

“Yeah, and what’s in it for me?” You tease, poking his stomach. You stretch up on your tiptoes to place another kiss on his jaw, voice softer than before, “I’m here till you don’t want me, Katsuki.”

Bakugou kisses the top of your head, “That’ll never happen.”

You turn to go back inside, stopping in the doorway to look back at him. “You coming to Sero and Denki’s tonight?”

“We’ll see.” Bakugou grunts.

“Mhm,” You grin. “I’ll see you there, then. Bye, Kats!”

...

By the time Bakugou shows up, he’s the last one there. Even Jirou, infamous for showing up fashionably late to their hangouts, was already inside, sitting with you and Mina on the floor. The three of you were deep in conversation, clearly already more than buzzed - your giggles and half-lidded eyes gave you away.

Bakugou felt the tug of a smile on his lips, watching you. He was glad the day was over. Finally, he could just relax.

And thats when he saw him.

Shinsou Hitoshi was sitting on the couch, leaning over a wide-eyed Denki to get the lighter off the table.

Bakugou tried. He was trying. But even still, his hands shook with anger.

Kirishima met his gaze, shaking his head, and he didn’t have to speak out loud for Bakugou to hear his usual, ‘Breathe, man. Everything’s fine. Deep breaths. It’s not worth it.’

“Bakugou!” Mina shrieked, “You made it! I told you he’d be here, Sero, you owe me $5!”

Bakugou scowled. “You bet against me?”

Sero shrugs sheepishly.

You grin up at him from your spot by the girls, and Bakugou quickly crossed the room to sit by your side, ignoring the intruder on the couch. As he took a seat, he pulled you close to lean against his shoulder, and you instinctively reached for his hand without stopping your conversation.

“C’mon, Jirou, you should invite Yoamomo next time!” You were saying, “How will you ever get to know her if you don’t talk to her?”

Jirou, uncharacteristically flustered, shook her head. “No way. Absolutely not. Momo doesn’t seem the type to... ya know, any of this. We aren’t really her crowd.”

“So? She likes you doesn’t she?” Mina offers, puffing smoke.

Jirou’s cheeks turn a brighter shade of pink, and she slouches down more. “I dunno... Pass it here, Min.”

“I’m sure we could behave ourselves enough for a night.” You tease, grinning, “We could have a movie night! Totally sober, if that’s what you’re worried about, Kyo.”

A loud groan cuts into their conversation, from across the room, “Yeah, speak for yourself.” Denki says.

“As if you could get through a movie night totally sober, y/n.” Sero snickers.

“Hey!” You shout back, sticking your tongue out at him.

“He might have a point, man,” Shinsou cuts in. He’d been so quiet, Bakugou had almost forgotten he was there. Of course, his luck ran out. “Y/n can’t even make it through a shift sober.”

The room erupts into laughter, though Bakugou stays quiet, rolling his eyes.

“Not true!” You say, blushing as you lower your voice, “You weren’t supposed to know about that.”

Shinsou’s laugh is apparently contagious, as he says, “Are you kidding?!” He breaks into an eerily accurate impression of you, “Hey, man, what can I get for ya? Aw, totally, nice choice! Have you tried the muffins, man, they’re sooo good.”

You burry your head in your hands as everyone joins in on the joke, leaning back into Bakugou to hide. “Fuck you, dude! Fuck you!”

“Holy shit!” Denki and Sero are gasping for breath, “How are you so good at that, man?”

Shinsou grins slyly, reminding Bakugou of the cheshire cat (another reason he doesn’t trust the asshole). “Hey, a man can’t give away all his secrets, huh?”

Bakugou tightens his hold around your waist, mouth downturned into an unhappy scowl.

“I think a movie night would be nice,” Kirishima changes the subject, and Bakugou sends him a small smile in thanks. “I’m sure we’d all like to meet Momo, and if she’s as sweet as you say she is, she’ll totally go for it!”

“Yeah,” Mina says, wrapping an arm lazily around Jirou, “Besides, you’re a total catch, babe! She’ll love you!”

“Thanks guys,” Jirou responds quietly, passing the joint to you. “I’ll think about it.”

You take a few drags, offering to Bakugou, who shakes his head. You don’t push it, blowing the smoke away from the two of you.

“Man, and here I was, thinking you might finally relax some, Bakugou.” Shinsou comments.

Across the room, Denki has slouched against the other man’s shoulder, his feet propped up in Sero’s lap.

“The fuck did you say?” Bakugou snaps, glaring.

Shinsou chuckles, “Relax, dude, I’m kidding.”

“Yeah?” Bakugou growls, snatching the joint from between your fingers. “Fucking whatever.”

He takes a long drag, face red as he resists the urge to cough out of spite. Shinsou raises a brow, mouth twitching into a smirk. His fingers are in Denki’s hair, scratching lightly at his head, and the blonde looks like he could fall asleep any minute, a sleepy smile on his face. Bakugou feels an odd surge of jealousy, and frustration. These are his friends. You’re his girl. What the fuck is this guy playing at?

As Bakugou goes quiet, eyebrows furrowed and face drawn into a fierce scowl, and shoot Shinsou a look. He sighs, rolling his eyes, but silently agrees to lay off.

“You okay?” You ask, leaning back and placing a light kiss on Bakugou’s jaw.

He yanks you into his lap with a huff, pouting.

It takes everything in you not to giggle at him when he’s like this (it’s cute, okay?) but you knew that would only irritate him more.

“’Suki.” You coo, quiet so no one else can hear you, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He mutters, frown deepening.

“But-”

“I said it’s nothing, y/n.”

You sigh, giving up and leaning back against his chest. Why did he have to be so stubborn?

Besides, you aren’t stupid. You know he’s unhappy because Shinsou is here. And, by all means, Shinsou is being an asshole. But he’s your friend, and a really good friend (only a friend). You just want the two to get along, and you want to show your boyfriend that he has nothing to worry about! But, as per usual, both boys are being... difficult, to say the least.

After a few minutes it becomes clear that Bakugou’s mood isn’t going to improve, so you go back to your conversation with Mina and Jirou, absentmindedly rubbing your thumb over his knuckles. Eventually, he starts to relax, but remains quiet. He’s too stubborn to admit that you know how to calm him down, after all. And, besides, he can’t risk the guys telling him he’s going ‘soft’ (his words, not yours).

As your high reaches its peak, you forget about the exchange almost completely. You’ve moved to lay your head in Bakugou’s lap, staring up at him. You reach for his hand, bringing it to rest on your head and he rolls his eyes, fingers gently scratching your scalp. You smile up at him lazily, blowing him a kiss.

With his hands in your hair, you feel yourself begin to drift off, the conversations around you fading into a low buzz in the background.

Suddenly, Bakugou’s hands stop.

“Kats,” You whine, one eye cracking open to see what was wrong.

Bakugou’s mouth is agape, brows raised, and face red.

“Kats? You okay?”

He doesn’t answer, and you follow his gaze to the couch, where Denki has climbed into Shinsou’s lap. The blonde’s fingers are threaded into his hair, Shinsou’s firmly gripping his waist, and they’re kissing. You sit up, a laugh bubbling in your throat.

“See, bubs?” You plant a small, teasing kiss to his lips. “Told ya you have nothing to worry about.”

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