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eris-snow · 1 year

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𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

Tags: bakugou x gn!reader, jealousy, Band AU, drummer bakugou, Quirkless AU, fluff,

Drummer Bakugou would be hot as hell. Disclaimer: The song Good 4 u from Olivia Rodrigo is in here so all props to her for this song because I am incapable of writing a single note.

God, he pissed you off. Bakugou can be one hell of an asshole, anytime, anywhere. You blew out an irritated scoff as you fixate your eyes on the blinding lights glaring down on the stage, determined to find a way to make yourself go blind so that you could stop looking at that emotionally-exhausting human named Katsuki Bakugou.

Unfortunately, his aura made it practically impossible to ignore him.

Your band had picked him up about a week after you guys formed. Jiro said she knew a guy that could fill in your drummer's vacant spot. After all, you needed a percussionist. Bands couldn't last long without one.

So when an angry, explosive and loud blond was dragged into the rented-out studio the very next day, you were hesitant to believe that this was the man that was going to solve all your problems. He proved you wrong though.

"Why the hell do you want me in your stupid little band anyway?" He snarled, trying to pry off Kaminari's arm that was clamped around his shoulders. "Can't you just ask Icy Hot or something? I'm sure even Damn Deku learn how to do it if it meant helping you guys until you got a replacement!"

"But that person won't be you, Bakugou!" Kaminari moaned, determinedly and successfully getting the blond into the room with the help of Tokoyami and Yaoyorozu. "Please, man! You're the best there is close to campus! The school band won't even let us take anybody!"

"And I can see why!" The blond spat, still fighting the mass of limbs that blocked the door. "I didn't want to do this shit!"

You frowned from your spot, clicking the microphone to the stand as you folded your arms. "Are you sure about this?" You whispered to Jiro, who had her head cradled tightly in her hands. "Isn't he the one always getting the top marks on all the weekly tests the teachers give us? You sure he can play?"

Bakugou's neck jerked so hard that you thought he would get a whiplash. "Hah?" He stopped resisting, sharp eyes snapping to you. "The hell do you mean 'can I play?' I'm the best fucking person you'd find in this entire country!"

Tokoyami, Kaminari and Yaoyorozu slumped down in relief, winded.

You blinked, taken aback. Then, your lips curl into a sly smirk.

"Prove it."

He decimated any thoughts of getting another person the second he held those drumsticks.

Since those high school days, the 6 of you matured into a band that wrote and performed original music, posting it on any social media platform to let it gain traction.

Thankfully, with Jiro's parents being music producers, it was infinitely easier to learn what was in and find the direction your band was going in.

Even after years of performing, you were still a bundle of nerves before performing.

Not this time though.

Now, all could do was to remind yourself to stay calm, get into the zone, and channel all this irritation into your vocals to make your performance more realistic and impactful.

Your relationship with Bakugou would be described as...chaotic at best. As the main vocalist in the band, you were mostly in charge of the lyric writing and overseeing what was the chords and rhythm for each song.

Bakugou was the one who dwelled the most on each section to make sure your lyrics were nothing short of perfect.

There were times when it would be just the two of you in that studio, rehearsing and replaying original albums or favourite covers before the others came. Even if Bakugou and you would yell and glare at each other, both of you held begrudgingly respect for what each of you did.

Bakugou annihilated any competition for a drummer in your region, just like he said. And even though you never brag, Bakugou knows you have the confidence and lung capacity of a whale. Your technique was unquestionably better than Jiro's.

That's why Bakugou knew every habit and quirk you executed in or out of that studio. He'd gotten really good at observing especially you.

The way you would fidget when someone would tell you how amazing your singing was, obviously flustered. That incoherent laughter that you think sounds terrible but one that Bakugou absolutely adores because it enforces the genuinity of your reactions. The blond is proud to know that he has drawn that laughter out of you the most times out of all the people he's seen you interact with. The way your words can change from throat-ripping rasp to velvety smooth to fit any one of your songs.

Fuck, you're so clumsy and stupid and irritatingly mind-racking all the time, but he can feel his feelings slamming harder and harder against that bedrock wall of control he so desperately built to keep his mind clear.

You don't make it easy though.

Bakugou is obnoxious at times, and this was one of those occasions. There was a slip-up backstage, and he just wouldn't stop yelling. You get that he was angry, you were too, but this was one of the times to be professional and suck it up. You'd get to perform anyway, it was just a little hold-up because one of the lights stopped working. One of the male assistants even came up to you to offer you a drink in apology.

Still, Bakugou just had to make a scene.

He ripped gently took that beverage out of your hand and threw it away the second you got it. Snapping at you in his temper tantrum, lashing out a tired "whatever" as if he were a child. The nerve of this guy!

Control now, let loose later, you remind yourself behind those velvet black curtains. Ignoring the looks of concern from your bandmates and the pressing scowls of confusion Bakugou was giving you.

A practised smile frames your face as the curtains part, and that's when you were greeted by your ever-enthusiastic fans.

It's showtime.

Maybe your sneaky attempt at revenge went a little too overboard.

After all, almost half of the female fans of your band were always fangirling over the great Lord Explosion Murder that killed everyone with his music. You wanted to make him feel how you did for once, even in your own narcissistic way.

There's no way he'd like you anyway.

It was easy to get lost in the song you wrote about heartbreak, getting lost in the frenzy of emotions, the strumming of the electric guitar, the rhythm of the drums...

you could feel the music thriving in your bones today.

As you sang, you noticed a guy in the front row grinning so broadly that practically half his face was plastered with that smile. "I LOVE YOU Y/N!" You heard him shout, jumping along with the crowd as you transition into the bridge.

Maybe you just felt neglected with all the feelings bottled up at your throat with Bakugou. It's hard to say anything when you know it's not your place, after all. Maybe that's why you did what you did next.

Smiling alluringly, you lock eyes with that man in the crowd and sing.

"Maybe I'm too emotional

But your apathy's like a wound in salt

Maybe I'm too emotional

Or maybe you never cared at all"

His eyes light up so bright that it almost makes you chuckle. It felt nice to be reciprocated for once.

At the back of the stage, Bakugou stares at you in utter confusion. What the hell did you think you were doing? He thought, finishing his section and letting you transition back into the chorus.

"Well, good for you

You look happy and healthy, not me

If you ever cared to ask"

Twirling the drumstick between his fingers, he watches, stupefied, as you continue to blatantly flirt with the audience, looking so innocent even though Bakugou knows you know exactly what you're doing.

You smile at-some guy in the front row, the blond can't make the extra out-and-did you just wink at him?

Bakugou's nostrils flare, eyes burning with jealousy.

This was what he get for being an unceremonious idiot. Karma is having a field day today. He watched you flash that flirtatious smirk to that bastard one more time as he clicks his tongue and raises his drumsticks in the air.

Tch.

The symbols clang loudly under his aggressive playing style as he lets spiteful jealousy take over his actions. He strikes the drum harder than necessary, unable to do anything but express how he felt through his playing, and it certainly gets your attention because you just sing louder above his drumming.

Kaminari, stunned, racks up the volume as Tokoyami supports Bakugou's drumming, letting the vocals and the rhythm take charge with a hint of the main melody from Kaminari to tie the entire performance together.

The performance ends with you and Bakugou panting, having used so much energy up to prove a silent point to each other you both couldn't voice at the moment.

The crowd roars with applause. Jiro exhales in relief, grateful both of your childish reactions only fueled each other and didn't tear down the entire show. You all bow, and practically hurtle off the stage. Shit. Bakugou was not going to be happy.

"What the hell were you doing back there?!" Bakugou growls collapsing on the couch as if dropping a dumbbell, vermillion eyes fixated on you in pure, raw fury. The minute you got of the stage, Bakugou had dragged you away from your bandmates and flung you into some random room to 'talk to you privately'. You right. He was fuming. "Flirting with the audience like that...are you begging to cause problems?"

"What's wrong with engaging the audience, hah?" You fire back, eyes lit aflame. "My pitch was perfect today!"

"And my rhythm has never been better!" Bakugou flings, eyes locked with yours as you glare each other down with searing stares. "But does that mean I make those fucking pretty eyes to anybody? I fucking don't!"

"Maybe it's because it's nice to reciprocate for once?" You yell without thinking, voice booming. "You don't even know who those lyrics are for, asshole! They were meant to be for you!"

Stunned silence enveloped the room. Bakugou recoils, taken aback...

"Run that by me again?"

Your eyes widen, only just realising your mistake. The red in your cheeks swelled from anger to embarrassment, bite dissolving the minute he called you out.

You messed up. "I-" You run an exasperated hand through your hair, sighing. "That song was for you, Bakugou. I was just fed up because you were acting all cranky before the performance started. And the fact that your fans have been vexingly clingy lately. it was just a mix of things that bothered me for a while now that blew up all at once."

Bakugou replays the lyrics in his head, realisation hitting him like a truck.

You like him.

He takes a bold step forward, closing the space between the two of you.

He likes you.

"Bakugou-?"

"Your fans," He leans in a hair away, breath tickling your face. "They piss the shit out of me too."

Your breath hitches. Was he really-?

"You gonna leave me hanging or what?" Bakugou grumbles, the fury in his eyes seeping out to make way for a softness you're not used to seeing.

You close the gap between you two.

Bonus Part:

When Kaminari sees the both of you come back with joint hands, he immediately pumps his fists and high-fives Tokoyami. "Finally," He groans, "you've been dancing around each other for years now. I thought you would never get together!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP DUNCE FACE!"

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lilspidermonkey · 1 year

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Bakugou x reader Touch Chapter III

Chapter III! As promised, here it is!

This chapter is slightly longer than the others, so have fun with it.

I will say this everytime, please excuse any spelling and grammer issues, words are hard!

I Hope you guys enjoy, let me know what you think, I appreciate the feed back!

Chapter I Link: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-i/kp732lg6s4sa

Chapter II Link: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-ii/hyxe2pvcq9j1

This, right here, is what you were trying to avoid last night.

You dragged the blanket off the bed with you and wrapped it around yourself as you searched around for your discarded pants.

Bakugou was still frozen in embarrassment and shock, eyes glued to you, “Explanation. Now.” he demanded.

You looked at him, “I told you I have bad sleeping habits!” you yelled.

Bakugou furrowed his eyebrows, “I thought that you meant you snore, or drool, or sleep talk, or some NORMAL sleeping shit!” he yelled. “Why do you strip in your sleep!?”

Groaning, you glared at the boy, “Don’t say it like that! When I’m asleep, I get uncomfortable at some point, and I kick off whatever pants I’m wearing!” you explained.

Bakugou looked at you in disbelief, “That is so stupid.” He mumbled.

You glared at him, “Hey! I tried to get you to go back to your own room!” you huffed.

A sudden knock at the door made the both of you jump, “Shit!” Bakugou exclaimed.

Practically jumping onto the boy, you covered his mouth with your hands.

The boy flushed, “What’re you doing!?” he screeched, words muffled by your hands.

You leaned into to him and hurriedly whispered, “You need to be quiet!” you hushed. “No one knows that you’re in here, and I don’t need the others coming up with some weird rumours okay?”

The knock repeated itself, “(Y/n)? Are you awake?” It was Mina. “Are you okay? I thought I heard voices?”

You leaned your head back away from Bakugou, “Yeah! I’m all goods, was just watching some videos before I had to get up!” you called back to her.

Looking back at Bakugou, seeing him blush a nice shade of pink as the boy avoided eye contact with you.

You heard Mina hum, “No worries, there’s still heaps of time, I’ll meet you on the first floor soon, I got some things I have to take care of first.” She explained.

You nodded, still watching Bakugou, “No worries, see you then!” you called.

Waiting a little to make sure she left, you quickly separated yourself from Bakugou, and jogged to the door, making sure to lock it, just in case someone chose to barge in for whatever reason.

You sighed, head against the door, “My precious few minutes to sleep in…” you groaned.

Turning to look at Bakugou, who was still pink and refusing to look at you, you walked over and reached over for your phone.

You sighed again, “Okay, I’ve got some time to get ready, but I think it’s best to wait a little before you go to make your great escape.” You said, mostly mumbling to yourself as you were mentally preparing for the day in your head.

Hearing no response, you looked back at Bakugou, he had managed to get up from the bed, but was half turned away from you, one hand on his hip while the other was on the back of his neck.

You blinked at him, “Cat got your tongue?” you teased with a smile. “Mina didn’t notice anything, so it’s fine.”

Bakugou glared at you, “Don’t you think you’re forgetting something important?” he asked.

You blinked, “If you’re worried about being caught, I’m honestly surprised.” You said.

Bakugou groaned, “You idiot!” he turned to point. “Put some fucking pants on!”

You froze and looked down, you were still wearing your sweater and panties.

Nothing else.

The sweater doing very little to cover anything.

You flushed and pulled your sweater down, a little squeak of embarrassment leaving you.

You sigh as you finally had some actual clothes on, you peeked your head out of your dorm, no one was in sight.

Looking back, you glanced at Bakugou, “Common lets go.” You said.

Bakugou followed you out of your room, but as you were double checking you had everything on you, a voice called out and made you both freeze, “(Y/n)? And Bakugou?”

You turned with wide eyes, Jirou was standing there, her eyes darting from you to Bakugou.

Blinking you smiled like nothing was amiss, “Hey, Jirou, what’re you doing on this floor?” you asked.

Jirou pointed behind her, “I was grabbing something for Uraraka from her room.” She looked to Bakugou. “What’s Bakugou doing here?”

In that moment you realized that Jirou wouldn’t have any clue about the quirk accident Bakugou was involved with.

You sighed, “I guess Aizawa-sensei didn’t alert the everyone else about the situation with Bakugou?” you asked.

Jirou brought up her phone, “No, he did, a message was sent out to everyone last night.” She said.

You walked over and looked at her phone, a message was sent out explaining the situation.

Guess that saves you from explaining that.

Jirou raised her eyebrow, “Wait, did Bakugou…spend the night with you?” she asked.

You blushed a little, “W-well, I-I…” you fiddled with your fingers, trying to come up with an appropriate answer.

Bakugou sighed, “Jesus.” He nudged you a little, “This brat was messing around and running late, so I came to get her ass.” He crossed his arms. “That’s all.”

Jirou blinked and shrugged, “Okay.” she said.

You relaxed your shoulders, that was easy.

Bakugou huffed and grabbed your hand, “Common, let’s go already, I’m not looking for anymore interruptions.” He said and dragged you off.

When you were both in the elevator, you blinked and looked up at Bakugou, “You…handled that so much better than I thought you would.” You said.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, “I don’t buckle easily.” He said.

Now it was your turn to raise an eyebrow, “Except when it comes to seeing a girl in her underwear.” You teased.

Bakugou’s ears dusted with pink, “Shut your trap.” He mumbled.

You grinned impishly, “Never seen you go that red from anything besides anger, might hopefully get to see some new expressions soon.” You giggled.

Bakugou grumbled, “Just shut up.” He said.

You smiled but was brought out of your teasing upon noticing that Bakugou was gripping your hand.

Not tightly or to the point of being uncomfortable, but something more.

You couldn’t help but smile at the hold, tightening your hold on him as well.

When the elevator doors opened you noticed Bakugou’s hold moving from your hand to your bicep.

You almost felt disappointed but tried to shake the feeling off as you walked out.

Turning into the living room, you spotted Mina.

Smiling you went over to her, “Hey!” you greeted.

She smiled, “Hi! Ready to get going?” she asked.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, “Going?” he repeated.

You elbowed him lightly, “Me and Mina had plans to go out together today.” You explained.

Kirishima came over, “Oh, what do you guys have planned?” he asked.

Mina put her hands on her hips, “We were going to go to the plaza to do a little shopping, then maybe go to the arcade, get lunch and then see where the day take us, right?” she said looking to you.

You nodded, “Yep, pretty much, gonna be a lot of fun.” You said grinning.

Sero walked over with his hands in his pockets, “I hear something about going to the plaza for shopping?” he asked.

You nodded, “Yeah, me and Mina are going.” You shrugged. “Wanna come with?”

Sero smiled, “You mind? I need to get some stuff.” He said.

Mina smiled, “I don’t see why not.” She said.

Kaminari popped up, “Hold up! If you guys are all going, I wanna come too!” he announced.

You turned to look at Kirishima who was pretty much giving the puppy eyes, “Wanna come along too, Kiri?” you asked with a chuckle.

Kirishima looked like he was going to break his neck with how hard he was nodding.

You all laughed together, you looked over your shoulders to see Bakugou scoffing over to the side, pouting.

You shrugged your shoulder, making the arm that the boy was holding bob, “I’m assuming you’ll want to come along?” You chuckled.

Bakugou huffed and his hand slowly slipped down to your wrist, “No shit.” He said.

You smiled, “Then it’s settled, let’s all go!” you announced.

It wasn’t like this was your first time hanging out with Bakugou and the others outside of school or the dorm, you did this most of the time.

But having Bakugou so close to you all day was something completely different.

Going shopping, you and Mina liked to try on clothes, and the boys would give you both genuine opinions, which you both really appreciated.

Though today you were incredibly conscious of Bakugou’s eyes that were practically always on you.

As you were finishing up in your dressing room, lost in thought, a knock on the wall brought you out of your thoughts.

You looked to the wall with surprise and confusion, “Hello?” you asked.

A groan was heard, “(Y/n)! I need your helppppp!” Mina whined.

You chucked and left your changing room and went into hers, helping her with a dress that had multiple zips.

The fabric was caught in every zip, “I dare say this isn’t the dress for you.” You said.

Mina groaned, “How is this dress meant for anyone?” she groaned.

After fiddling, you managed to get it, the both of you chatted a little, but soon were interrupted.

“Are you almost done yet?” called a grumpy sounding Bakugou.

You rolled your eyes, “We’ll be out soon, grump!” you called with a grin.

Hearing the boy grumble in response, you just chuckled and continued to help Mina.

Blinking you looked up to see Mina grinning at you in the mirror.

Your eyes widened, “What’re you grinning about?” you asked.

Mina chuckled, “Soooo, you and Bakugou, huh?” she teased.

You rolled your eyes, “Please, you know it’s not like that.” You said.

She raised her eyebrow, “Doesn’t look like the normal look you’d pull over the Explosion Boy.”

You blushed a little, “This is just my face!” you defended.

Mina nodded with a chuckle, “Ah-huh, keep telling yourself that~” she sang.

You gave her a light shove, “Common, get off it.” You said.

After that you all went down to the arcade, Sero kicking your butt at basketball shooting, with you kicking Kirishima’s butt at any shooting game.

You and Kaminari tied almost perfectly with DDR, which made Sero and Kirishima cackle.

While the others went on a racing game against each other, you went to go win yourself some things at the claw machines.

Though Bakugou quickly came over to put you in your place about how crap you were at it.

Showing you how it was done, he won a pro hero keychain plush.

You lean your face close to the glass, “How did you do that!?” you asked.

Bakugou huffed with a smirk, “Cause I’m just that good.” He said.

You grabbed his arm, “Do it again! Show my how!” you said with excitement.

Bakugou seemed a little taken aback, but grinned again, “Better watch closely.” He huffed.

You nodded as you kept your face close to the glass next to the boy, watching as he skilfully managed to get yet another plush keychain.

You jumped, “Let me try again!” you called.

Bakugou moved to the side and let you have a go, but as you were trying to line it up, Bakugou came up behind you and put his hand over yours, taking control of the remote, “Not there, go a little more this way.” He said into your ear.

Feeling his breath on your ear made all the heat rise to your face, your ear felt like it was on fire.

Pressing the button to pick up the toy, you actually managed to grab one.

You held your breath, almost too excited to think about the heat radiating from your face and ears.

When the claw released the toy keychain into the prize box, you jumped with joy, “I did it!!” you cried out with excitement.

You lunched for the prize box and pulled out the little All Might keychain.

You held it out to Bakugo, “Look, I did it!” you exclaimed.

Bakugou half smiled, “Yeah, yeah, good job.” He said patting your head fondly.

Giggling, you handed the All Might keychain to the boy, “Here! As thanks for teaching me!” you said.

Bakugou took it and rolled his eyes, handing you the two keychains he won, “Here.” he said.

You took them, giggling to yourself, “Thank you.” You said, smiling so much your eyes closed.

Bakugou tilted his head a little, his half smile widening slightly as he lightly shook his head.

Soon you all decided to get some lunch, all of you laughing together after having an amazing time.

Bakugou made a comment that made you all laugh, you nudged him while laughing, and he reached for your hand under the table.

You grinned at him and held his hand back.

Spotting something new on Bakugou’s plate, you leaned on him, “Hey can I try some of that?” you asked.

Bakugou huffed, “Nothing’s free, hand over some of yours as payment.” He pointed.

You laughed, “Yes, yes, here you go.” You said and handed him some of your food and reached over to get a mouthful of his food.

Reaching over was uncomfortable while holding hands, so you ended up linking arms with the boy instead, intertwining your fingers together that way.

You all spent a while just eating and talking until a familiar figure popped up.

Lifting your head with speed, you watched them walk a little closer until you were 100% sure of who it was.

You smiled, “Hey! Tetsu!” you called.

Hearing his name, the boy whipped his head around, “(Y/n)!” he called back.

You jumped up from your seat, separating yourself from Bakugou and running over to the white-haired boy, “Tetsu! What’re you doing here?” you asked, hugging the boy around the neck.

The boy lifted you and spun you a little, making you giggle, “I just came here for lunch with Shinsou!” he said.

After the boy put you down you cocked your head to the sided, “You and Shinsou? What a strange combo!” you pointed out.

Tetsutetsu smiled, “Right? But I thought since we both wanted to try a specific restaurant here, that we’d go together!” he said with a grin.

You looked behind him and saw said purple haired boy, “Hey there Shinsou!” you greeted with a wave.

The boy gave a small smile and rubbed the back of his neck, “Hey there.” He greeted back with a small wave.

Kirishima got up, “Hey! Tetsutetsu! What’s up man?” he asked.

The boys grasped their hands together with grins, “Kirishima! Not a lot, how about you?” he asked.

Kirishima put his hands on his hips, “Same with us, we’re just out hanging out today!” he said.

You clung onto Tetsutetsu, “You have to come over to visit me more!” you said.

The boy laughed full heartedly, “Yeah, yeah, I will, promise!” he said.

Bakugou came over with the others, looking grouchier than ever.

Mina raised an eyebrow, “What’s with the two of you?” she asked with a snicker.

You pouted, “It’s not like that, Tetsu and I have been friends since we were kids.” You explained.

Bakugou huffed, “Whatever, let’s just get going.” He said ands started walking away.

You groaned, “I’ll catch you later, gotta go make sure the Grumpy Firecracker is okay.” You said and ran off.

Chasing after Bakugou, you grabbed his hand, “Hey, slow down, what’s wrong?” You asked.

Bakugou stopped, and just looked down, avoiding your gaze. “Nothing, let’s just go.” He said.

You blinked; you half expected the boy to pull himself out of your hold and be snotty like always.

You sighed, “It is getting late, do you want to go somewhere else with the others? Or do you not want to be around everyone right now?” you asked.

Bakugou didn’t look at you, and just gripped your hand back and dragged you off.

You followed him, getting your phone out to text Mina that you’d catch up with her and the others back at the dorm later.

After walking for a bit, you both just ended up wandering about the city, it was a little crowded, to your dismay, “Ugh I hate major crowds.” You said.

As you said that, almost on cue, someone bumped into you, pushing you away from Bakugou.

You blinked as you slowly got swept away in the crowd, “Eh!?” you blinked in bewilderment.

Reaching out you tried to fight against the crowd, “Sorry, make way!” you called.

Soon Bakugou grabbed your hand again and yanked you towards him, “Don’t get swept away like that, what are you, a child?” he asked.

You sighed, gripping his arm, “Phew, thanks, that was close.” You breathed. But you stopped, as if Bakugou’s words only just caught up with your brain. “Hey!”

Bakugou laughed, “You’re an idiot.” He chuckled.

You blinked, “Well, you seem to be in a better mood.” You said.

Bakugou looked away, “Whatever.” He said.

You hummed, “So what’re we going to do?” you asked. “It’s getting late, and we’ve been walking around for a while.” You clung to his arm. “Should we plan for dinner?”

Bakugou stayed silent, “We can eat when we get back.” He said.

You smiled, “Your home cooking?” you asked excitedly.

Bakugou huffed out a laugh, “Ha, whatever, you big brat.” He said.

You jumped, “Oh, oh, oh! We should go shopping for ingredients! We can cook together!” you smiled up at him. “We can even make dessert!”

Bakugou smirked, “Fine, if you’re that hung up on it.” He said.

You grinned from ear to ear, “Hell yeah!” you cheered.

You both went off and got ingredients together, Bakugou held one bag and you held the other one, while both your free hands held onto each other.

You both talked while on your way back to the dorm.

By this time, everyone was mostly in their own rooms, doing their own things.

You both made your way towards the kitchen, getting all the ingredients together, and getting to work.

While you, well mostly Bakugou cooked, you chatted and laughed together, and honestly just had a good time in each other’s company.

You sat up on the counter next to Bakugou while he cooked, just laughing about anything and everything.

After making a joke you nudged Bakugou with your foot, tickling his side.

In retaliation, Bakugou wiped your face with some sticky soy sauce.

You gasped, “You did not!” you called.

Bakugou grinned, “Looks like I did.” He chuckled.

You gaped your mouth at him, “I see how it is.” You said.

Reaching behind you, you grabbed the left-over eggs the were whisked in a bowl.

Grabbing the whisk and letting it drip a bit, you grinned at Bakugou mischievously.

Bakugou’s smile dropped, “Don’t you dare.” He said.

Your grin grew as you flicked the whisk at him, egg spattering all over Bakugou.

You laughed out, “Oh, I dare!” you mimicked.

Bakugou grabbed a handful of flour, throwing it at you.

You gasped and scoffed at him, snatching the bag of flour and covering him with a good amount of it.

You squealed as Bakugou chased you with two eggs in his hands.

You ran around the kitchen trying to get away from him, laughing loudly.

Bakugou cut you off and wrapped his arm around your waist, stopping you from escaping, “Gotcha!” he announced.

You squealed again, “No!” you yelled out.

Bakugou crushed the two eggs atop your head, making you scream out again.

You groaned, feeling it going into your hair, “You are so gross!” you yelled.

Bakugou laughed out, “Says the one covered in shit.” He laughed out.

You giggled as you backed up in his hold, hitting the bench.

Bakugou grinned down at you as you looked up at him, a giggling mess.

He had you caged up against the bench, nowhere for you to run, “No escape now.” He said.

You giggled again, “Oh no, whatever shall I do?” you asked.

Bakugou shook his head lightly, his eyes not leaving yours.

You smiled up at him, you reached up to cup his face with your hand.

He seemed surprised, but he didn’t pull away.

Scrunching up your nose you smiled, “Distracted?” you asked.

Bakugou didn’t respond, just stared at you.

You grinned, reaching up a little and smashed an egg atop his head.

Bakugou’s eyes widened in surprise as you grinned up at him in victory.

You tried to run out of his hold, but he held you back, “You cheeky shit!” he chided.

He lifted you up into the air, making you squeal and laugh.

After cleaning up you both ate together, still a mess. You both teased each other and laughed about it, deciding that the dessert was best saved for tomorrow night instead, it was already getting pretty late.

You both went your separate ways for a shower, you making jokes to Bakugou about not missing you too much.

It was almost too nice too get that icky crap off your skin and out of your hair.

Coming out of the shower, and putting on your comfy pyjamas, you rubbed your hair with a towel that was around your neck.

Looking at your phone you had a message from Bakugou, ‘Come here for a bit, cheeky shit.’

You giggled at it, rolling your eyes.

Sneaking your way over to his room, you knocked lightly.

Waiting for a response, you looked around you, making sure that you hadn’t been spotted.

But when you weren’t looking, the door swung open, and a familiar hand dragged you in.

With a squeak of surprise escaping you, you were already in the room and the door had shut behind you.

You looked up at the boy, “Jesus, couldn’t you see I was trying to be stealthy?” you asked.

The boy raised an eyebrow, “Stealthy, with that squeak you let out? Wouldn’t be surprised if Kirishima heard that loud and clear from his room.” He teased.

You swung passed him and sat on his desk chair, “Ha, ha, very funny.” You said with a smile.

Bakugou went over to his bed and laid on it.

You curled up onto the chair, knees to your chest, “Soo, why’d you want me to come by?” you asked.

Bakugou shrugged, “I dunno.” He grumbled.

You rested your head on your knees, but then realization clicked in, and you raised your head in realization, “Wait, don’t tell me you missed me already?” you asked.

Bakugou remained on the bed, no movement or response.

You smiled and got up jumping over to the bed, looking down at him, his cheeks dusted pink.

You grinned, “You did! You cheesy bitch!” you laughed.

Bakugou leaned up on his elbows, “Would you shut your trap for once?” he asked.

You smiled up at him, laying down next to him, “Nah, too much fun.” You said.

The boy rolled his eyes, “You’re such a pain.” He said.

You shrugged your shoulder, “A pain that you ended up missing after an hour.” You teased.

Bakugou shook his head, and looked back at you, laying back down.

You closed your eyes and yawned, wiping your eyes a little.

Bakugou looked to you, “Tired?” he asked.

You hummed, “How’re you not?” you asked.

He shrugged, “I am, trust me.” He said.

For a while you both just laid there in silence, for moment you thought that Bakugo had fallen asleep. For a moment you thought you did too.

You felt Bakugou’s hand in your hair, but you were too tired to mention it, the best you could give him was a hum.

Bakugou watched you with tired eyes, “Stay here.” He mumbled.

You cracked your eyes open, “What?” you asked.

You were met with his red eyes, “For the night.” He clarified.

Sighing you snuggled into his bed, “If I do, then we’ll really have to spend every night together.” You looked back at him, “You’ll get so used to the closeness, that you’ll end up freaking out if I’m not here, thanks to the quirk.”

Bakugou shrugged, “So what?” he rubbed you wrist with his thumb.

You chuckled, “’So what?’ he says. You know someone’s going to find out, and it’s going to be so weird with the others.” You said.

Bakugou huffed, “As if I could care any less what anyone else thinks. It’s not like we’re doing anything bad.” He smirked at you. “You just got to keep your hands to yourself.”

You scoffed and shoved him, “Get real, you idiot.” You laughed softly.

The boy looked at you again, “Made up your mind yet?” he asked.

You sighed, you weren’t sure if you really wanted to stay the night, or if it really was just the tiredness making you not want to leave his room.

All you could really think about though, was that last night was one of the best sleeps you’ve had in a long while.

But staying together every night?

Even if it was just for the quirk on Bakugou’s side, you couldn’t help but wonder what this would do to you?

You couldn’t deny that you did feel attracted to Bakugou, and it had only been two days, barely even but you were possible feeling something more.

You sighed again, this was going to be a rough road.

But looking back at those red eyes, you smiled ear to ear.

You just couldn’t say no.

-Chapter III Fin-

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lilithliliam · 8 months

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Between two lovers

Shoto Todoroki v Bakugo Katsuki

Tags: fluffy, soft Love/Jealousy

please do not copy or modify my work. Thank you and enjoy reading 😌💜

You have been friends with Izuku for a long time, and therefore, when Shoto signed up for your team, you accepted him with all your friendliness. Of course, your best friend's friend is your new friend. At first, Shoto looked at you very strangely when you laughed, told jokes that everyone laughed at for some reason, although they did not seem funny to Shoto. You always seemed to glow like the sun. And you liked making people happier. And mistaking Shoto for a new friend, you wanted to make this gloomy boy happier too. But he didn't seem to be amused either by your jokes, or by your smile and your laughter, which everyone called infectious. He always looked at you as if you were crazy. But you did not lose heart. You took care of all your friends, including Shoto. Shared lunch. She hugged him when we met. She shared an umbrella with him if for some reason he did not take it, or forgot to take it with him. She took care of his minor injuries, showed funny pictures. And one day he seemed to thaw out, and became much more willing to take your attention and even said how he likes to communicate with you. He even bought you snacks, justifying it with the fact that "you always eat such snacks, and I thought you would like this too." You finally became friends, because there is nothing impossible in friendship, right? Then why do you feel like his touch is getting hotter? More often. And as if ... intimate?

Katsuki has known you almost since kindergarten. Always so friendly, sweet and kind, even with this useless Deku trash. But it didn't suit him. And he said then that a tough girl like you shouldn't waste time on this quirky loser when you have him. But for some reason you preferred Deku. And his humiliation towards Izuku became more frequent from that moment on. Once when he hurt Izuku a lot, you wanted to protect him and used your quirk on Katsuki. Back then, of course, she was still weak, and Katsuki escaped with only a small bruise, but damn it, who else in his life spoke out against him so openly? (Not counting his mom🌚) You protected this "idiot" from him, from Katsuki. She always waited for him after school, although she herself studied at another school so that other boys would not offend him, supported him and instilled in him faith in himself. You thought then that Katsuki was just a damn egoist who just needed to mock someone, you were angry at Katsuki, called him names in response, but ... You still didn’t understand that he did it all for your attention. For words of encouragement from you. For a drop of your love. One day he got tired of everything, he gave up everything, from stupid insults in childhood, from idiot friends from school to ... the first, stupid love for you. Now he will focus entirely on becoming a hero. But, god, and after so many years you reappear and again prevent him from focusing on his studies and his goals. All so, so, so ... annoying, nasty, so ...cute. Damn cute. So charming. And you became even more beautiful than he remembers as a child, even more in line with his taste. And when you saw him, you did not get angry, as he expected, you ... smiled. For the first time in so many years. That smile that Deku used to give. Aaah, you're such a damn... Then something clicked in his head. No, no, no. Not again. But as you understand...again.

It took a lot of effort for Shoto to overcome some of his fears, but Izuku helped him. They became friends. And along with Izuku was... you. Really a strange girl. He had never met such a person in his life. Seeing your smile, laughter and undying optimism, he wondered if you had been dropped in childhood. What he asked by the way, and you seem not at all offended by his words, you laughed and laughed even more. Did he say something funny? He really meant it. Oh, he got it. You were so friendly and nice to him because of his father. It must have been his father who told you to be friends with him, or you yourself wanted it for the sake of his father's influence. It doesn't matter. How hypocritical. Shoto didn't like you. But as it turned out later, you were not a fan of the Endeavor. And in general, among the heroes, you had no idols. You communicated well with everyone, without any reason. This attracted Shoto. And also the fact that such a daring girl during serious dangers changed dramatically and became serious, helping civilians and heroes in any way she could. He saw how versatile you were. And Shoto increasingly began to catch himself thinking about you. And his gaze at the lesson was always looking for you. Shoto, to his own surprise, was in a hurry to get to class to see you as soon as possible. Talking with you on various topics and marveling at your broad outlook. Helping with lessons, in training, or if you need to open something, get it. Anything he can help. He wanted to be alone with you more and more often, so that you would communicate and joke only with him. Always asked to have lunch with him. And he even learned from you to share food. Mochi that his sister made, especially for you, because Shoto has been saying for several days in a row how much you love them. He liked to look at you, at your profile. On this beautiful face, kind look, sensual lips that always smiled and he thought how soft and sweet they must taste. Damn. When did he have time? Shoto is not stupid, although it took him so long to realize and accept his feelings. But the answer was obvious. Shoto liked you. Very, very strongly.

Bakugo looked at you and Todoroki and fumed. But this anger was not the usual anger that Katsuki usually experienced 24/7, but something else. Quiet, seething from the inside, but more dangerous. Even the air around him seemed to become much heavier. Even Kirishima, who was the most immune to Katsuki's explosive nature, was afraid to anger him and just sat quietly by his side. Katsuki saw the half and half looking at you, instinctively felt that a new opponent was nearby. And this rival is not as simple as it seems. Although Izuku pissed him off because of your attention, he understood that you had a different relationship. But the way Shoto treats you is different from how Deku treats you. Shoto treats you with love, just like Katsuki. Along with anger, pure excitement played in his soul. He accepted the terms of the game and was ready not just to defeat the opponent, to destroy. So that he will only have to swallow the dust behind the two of you when Katsuki takes his prize (you) and proves to everyone again that he is the best man, he is the winner. However, do not assume that for Katsuki your love is a game. He is very serious about everything that concerns you. But Katsuki loves to win, and if you will a win, then the victory will be much sweeter. He lost to Izuku in this regard over and over again but this time he will win. And Todoroki, for whom everything was always easy, by right of birth, because you yourself know who his dad is (only Bakugo thought so) will have to know the true bitterness of defeat. Just wait, his princess, he will certainly make you his.

"Hey, little one. Let's train together today like in the good old days?" Katsuki asks to spend some time together, because you are almost never alone with him. And to his surprise, you agree, giving him one of your smiles .

It just so happened that you injured your hand in training, nothing serious really. Iida's technique didn't go according to plan, as a result of which he hit you. But you put your hand in time and everything worked out. But Shoto treated this as a real tragedy. He sat in the living room next to you all the time looking at the floor. And he looked like a guilty kitten.

–I'm sorry, it's all because of me. I couldn't protect you.

–What are you talking about,Shoto? It's not your fault and you see everything is all right with me - you answer him, taking his cheeks. When you smile at him, he shudders. This does not lessen the fear that one day he will fail you again, that he will not be able to save you, that he may lose you, but it brings the mind into a slight ecstasy of love. He enjoys your touch and smile.

–Listen, I am- Shoto begins, but he is abruptly interrupted by another voice.

–Hey little one, how's your hand? It was with great difficulty that I didn't kill that bespectacled nerd. To see what he's doing. Tch.

- Oh, Katsuki. Everything is fine. Please don't worry and... don't get mad at Iida, okay?

- Pf, whatever you say. You love to defend all sorts of idiots. Katsuki says as he puts his hand on your head. Your hair felt so good on his hands. As well as the anger engulfing Shoto. No way Katsuki will leave you alone, because not only half and half lost his head from you.

–You bark but don’t bite, right, Bakugo? Empty talk is your calling,-Shoto says. It is difficult to resist anger, the fiery side makes itself felt. Shoto senses the danger that comes from Katsuki. He sees that the explosive guy is not indifferent to you. Always seen. The way he calms down at the sight of you, the way he screams at everyone but not you. He can't let Bakugo take you. Not in this life, and not in any life at all. He loves you. Because he never loved anyone like this.You are the only happiness in his life, and be damned if he misses his happiness.

Katsuki looks at Shoto, hums. And taking you by the chin with a hungry bite-kiss kisses your lips. He kisses you as if he has the last oxygen on earth and he is in a hurry to share it with you. It's like he'd been starving for you all his life, because it really is.

–Only you make me so weak and crazy, little one. Made me this way all my life. So take responsibility for this. Be with me, be fucking mine.

Your flushed cheeks from the kiss and Bakugou's confession hurt Shoto in the heart. He doesn't want to lose, he doesn't want to give in. He won't back down. Shoto abruptly but gently grabs your good hand and pulls you towards him. And then also gently kisses you on the lips. His kiss is much softer, but no less insistent. He hums and moans into your mouth with pleasure. His body trembles weakly.

–I'm glad to be your friend, really. But I'm also a man. I want to be something more for you. I love you, much more than a friend.

There is a distinct smell of rivalry in the air. Two guys passionately in love with you, ready for anything for you, look at you with all love and adoration. But neither is going to give in to the other. You better hurry up and make a choice, otherwise they will drag you into this. They will do anything for your consent, even forbidden things, because in war all means are good. It's hard not to be with you, not to be yours. It drives them crazy. And even if you choose someone, it’s not a fact that the other will accept the loss.

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butim4you · 8 months

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This is my first time ever trying to make like a fanfiction so there might be some mistakes and English isnt my first language either so be patient with me🙏

Bakugou / Kirishima x reader

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Here You were.

At the Gates to U.A.

You still couldnt believe that you were here.

It was like a dream come true.

Who could think that you out of all people could get in at U.A.

Well not your ex that was sure.

You shook your head at the thought.

Why would you care about his Opinion plus he was in the past.

Though you couldnt shake the thought that he might be here to, He had been dead set on going to U.A And with a Quirk like his he had a great chance.

You felt someone tap your shoulder.

You turned around to see a green haired man that you seen many times before.

"Modoriya?" You asked.

He looked nervous and quite tense.

"The one and only" He answered with a nervous smile.

Modoriya had gone to the same middle school as you and you became good friends after you and your ex broke up.

"What are you doing here?" Quick Regret hit you after you asked.

What a stupid question.

"Probably the same reason as you"

He said honestly not seeming very nervous anymore.

The two of you talked while walking to Your first class

at U.A.

While walking you noticed you two walked the same direction.

But to be honest you didnt know were all the schools classes was placed anyways.

You saw your class and was amazed by the gaint door.

Did You have a gaint in your class?

You both stopped at the door with the words 1A on it.

"Wait Your in class 1A to?" You asked confused.

He nooded and turned back to face the door.

"Well atleast i know someone in this class" You joked.

He agreed.

You two just stood there infront of the door a while.

"Are we gonna go in?" you asked as you turned your head to him.

He looked over to you and realized you two had stood there for a while.

"O-oh yeah right sorry, lets go" he said and oppend the door.

A lot of face's was in that room, And to be honest you knew none of them... except for the spikey blonde brat that was arguing with a blue haired guy.

It seemed like Modoriya had seen him to cause his face was white.

"Kacchan.." He whispered.

after flipping of the blue haired guy he turned his head towards the door that had been oppend.

His eyes widen a bit.

Seriously Quirkless deku and The stupid blonde how the heck did they even get in he thought to himself.

Your eyes met his and you got atcually scared for a second when his eyes turned dark, a sign of hatred.

But what you didnt know was that the glare was for fucking deku who stood way to close to you.

Sure you were his ex but he never stopped loving you get just knew she couldnt get in the way for his cerear no matter how much he loved her, He had to be the best the number 1#.

Your thoughts ran wild.

Why was he here, well that was a simple question he always wanted to go here, how did he end up in the same class as you, did he haft to be in the same class as you?, could you avoid him all 3 years?, Would he mabye Talk to you again?, Will he bully me like deku?, how can i escape this situation!?

But something made your thoughts stop and that was when people had gathered around you guys to introduce themselves.

Names coming from every corner.

You seemed to get your eyes stuck on a red head.

You didnt exactly remember what he just said his name was but something like kirishima.

A hand waved infront of your face which got you to stop staring.

it was a blonde guy but with a streak of black in it which seemed to look like a lightning bolt?

You didnt really know if it was natural or dyed but who cares.

You felt weird for just staring at him so you thought it might be a good time to introduce yourself to.

"Hi Im Y/N L/N but please call me N/N" ( And if you dont have a nickname thats cool to just think that they call you Y/N okay )

"Hi Y/N" The red head said with a tiny bit of blush om his cheeks.

You gave him a small smile with a wave.

Then someone made their way towards you and pushed people aside.

He pushed all the people aside and stood infront of you.

His aura itself made you shiver.

He wasnt the same loving boyfriend that you had, No He was like he was with every single person, Cruel and mean..

modoriya grabbed your arm just in case.

He looked at modoriya and then back at you.

He grabbed your other arm pulling you outside the classroom and modoriya lost his grip on you.

Not wanting to anger The blonde male more he stayed put.

" What the fuck do you think your doing here!? "

He spat at you now being in the hallway and away from people.

" First of all, Let Go Of My Arm" You stated as you ripped your arm from his grip.

He looked at you angry.

"And secondly, The same reason Your here! To be a hero."

You said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

He scoffed.

" Im not here to be just a hero dumbass, im here to be the number 1# Hero "

You crossed your arms over your chest.

" Yeah no shit, You made that very clear when you broke up with me"

You said with confidence Not caring how angry he looked.

He mumbled something under his breath and Walked back to class leaving you in the hallway.

You let out a breath you didnt know you were holding.

after some seconds to get yourself back together you went back to class.

people still talking.

You went to sit down at a desk in the middle row.

You werent in the mood to talk now atleast not after that, Did you really think that you were that useless, So Useless that it was a surprise that you got in or so useless that he got mad?

What the fuck happened to all the late night at your place cuddled up watching a movie in your room, He would never pay any attention to the movie he just hd you while dozing of to sleep.

The movie was probably an excuse so he could hold you without being "Mushy" as he calls it.

He would tell you over and over again that he loves you and you told him you loved him back.

Your heart was torn into peices and then put in a molding machine when he told you he was breaking up with you, It hurt even more when you got to know why he did it to.

He was after fame...

You werent in his future plans..

He told you he had to focus on his cerear and that he cant have you weighing him down from becoming #1 Hero.

You were in his house because he wanted to "Talk"

That obviously didnt go so well though..

You looked at him in horror of his choice, You asked him if what you two had was nothing for him? Were you really just weighing him down?

He just looked at you with an unreadable face.

You looked at him straight in the eyes and told him and i qoute : I really did love you...

tbh that broke his heart to.

he really did love you to but he had to do this right?

it was the right thing to do!

wasnt it...?

Thinking about it hurt, You wanted to throw the desk at the wall but you didnt have the power to do so right now.

looking down at the desk, Hair hiding your face from others.

You heard footsteps closing in then a voice you remembered.

"Hey Y/n right?" you looked up to see kirishima standing infront of your desk.

"Uh yeah Hi" You said with a small blush on your face.

He looked like he was thinking before asking

"Wanna be friends?"

You were a little surprised by his question..

Friends?

Well you were more then happy just surprised that you found someone that wanted to be your friend so fast.

He looked hesitant when you didnt answer and was about to say something when you spoke.

"Of course-" You were cut of by a black haired man in a yellow sleeping bag who you got to know was your homeroom teacher.

~TIME SKIP~

You have gone to U.A about a Month.

Everyone was so nice and welcoming.

You had become friends with most of the people.

There was a girl named Mina that you of course love, Her personality was amazing and she always had Energy to do something and that made others want to do something to.

she didnt know about your past, no one knew.

she said you were her bestie and you kinda felt that bond to.

It felt nice to have a friend like her and most of the other girls were the same.

Your close'st friends were hanta sero, Mina ashido, Denki kaminari, kirishima Eijiro, mezo shoji, kayoka jiro, tokoyami/dark Shadow and Momo yayaorosu.

Mina had invited you to a group hang with a couple of friends and you were more then happy to agree.

What you knew it would be some of your classmates at denki's dorm, which you didn't mind at all tbh you loved denki's dorm you would definitely have it as a number 1 place if it wasnt for jiro's and kirishima's dorms.

Which for you was 1 & 2 spot so denki's dorm had 3rd spot.

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Walking down hallway with mina you finally got to denki's drom.

A couple of people were already there like sero, momo, jiro, tsu, deku and denki obviously.

You wonderd if kirishima would be here.

Mina hasnt said anything special about him

But she did know about that little thing you had for him.

Since she was your best friend after all.

You said you hello to the group and say down beside mina by the bed side.

"Dont worry, He will be here. He's just buying some snacks" Mina told you.

Probably because she saw how you were scanning the room.

You nodded and started talking about all kinds of things with the people of the group.

You and jiro has been talking about some band you wanted to see together.

It had became really popular this year and jiros

Dad had been given 3 free tickets after he drove the lead singer home after his car broke down once.

You didnt exactly remember the name of the band but jiro often plays their songs and its a pretty good band to be honest.

Mina doesnt really like that kind of music she's more for a "softer" kind, atleast thats what she says.

"Ey kiri my man you got the soda i asked for?"

Kaminari asked.

Then a voice you didnt think you would hear here out of all places.

"Shut up dunce face, and heres your god damn soda" bakugou grunted and threw the soda at him.

"Got it!" He responded.

You met bakugous dark crimson pierced äeyes, you had

yet not gotten used to the hatred they carried towards you.

"Be careful to open that kaminari! Its been shaked." Modoriya said trying to get kaminari to put the soda down with the help of Momo.

Bakugou just sat down on the chair on the other side of the room where he could be far away from you.

Minute's pass and mina got a great idea or it was a great idea to her.

"Lets play truth or dare!" She exclaimss

Everyone looks her direction.

"No way!" Bakugou answers.

Now the eyes are on him instead.

"Oh come on! Try and have some fun for once bro." Kirishima try's to convince him, but you knew kirishima would playing so you were a 100% going to.

Though you knew how mina could get when it was about truth or dare...it was scary how dark she would go sometimes.

Everyone sat in a Circle on the ground..well except for bakugou he remained his spot on the chair.

You were stated between tsu and Momo and across from kirishima.

Mina sat between tsu and sero, then there was

Denki and bakugou on the chair and then jiro and deku sat beside Momo.

"So Whos first?" Mina said excitement in her voice.

You looked around as a voice was heard, it was modoriya.

" Uhm i can start " modoriya said queitly.

"Okay!" Truth or dare!" Mina cheered.

Modoriya looked nervous while thinking wisely.

"Truth?" He stated with a raised eyebrow.

Mina Thought for a second with her fingers om her chin.

It was like a light bold popped up over her head when she got an idea.

She turned back to modoriya with a grin.

"is it true that you like ochaco?" She asked clearly already knowing the answer.

His nervous look was taken over by a shocked one.

"Hah!? Where did you hear that!?" He asked while his nervousness was slowly returning.

"Oh come on mina, what a bad question its obvious that he does" Denki stated with his head leaning towards Minas way and a smile.

And now the poor boy was shocked again.

"Is it that obvious?" He asked quietly his head tilting donwards.

"It Is, sorry man" Sero answers him.

"I dont think she has a clue Though" You try to

Cheer him up.

"Soo moving on" Mina said.

she turned to look at the person next to modoriya.

"Momo Your turn!" Mina said.

Part 2???

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fr-ogii · 2 years

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how the main trio deals with jealousy ::

masterlist

todoroki shoto -> the same way he deals with any other emotion; he just keeps it inside him. depending on what the situation is. if it’s a person that’s throwing themselves on you, he’ll glare and step in to stop them from disrespecting your space like that.

midoriya izuku -> he’ll suffer silently. his true feelings will be obvious enough to you - because you’ve become attuned to noticing his cues - but the average person wouldn’t be able to tell. try to help him out and get you and him out of that situation. try to reassure him that you’re his and no one’s going to steal you away from him. he’s definitely insecure about that.

bakugo katsuki -> he doesn’t. he won’t even try to either. if his reaction will put the other person in their place, he’ll react without hesitation. maybe he’ll resort to violence (almost guaranteed he will) or maybe he’ll just leave it to threats.

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rose-riot-johnson · 9 months

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Let's switch this up a bit! Scenario of a they them reder dating/liking Bakugo and Shinsou stealing them away and taking their first kiss right in front of an angry Bakugo!

This request definitely sounds interesting, Aevyn...🤔😃👍While having Shinsou staring in this fanfic and considering that I only have written about Bakugo once, which was a little over 3 years ago, I will definitely see about writing this type of fanfic then😁 While I like both Bakugo and Shinsou in particular, I'm like a particular type of Bakugo fan who finds it hilarious that Bakugo gets angry, for some reason (🤣), so I do find it intriguing to write that type of fanfic down...💡🤔😃👍

🍡☕You Shown Your True Colors Later Than Expected ☕🍡 ((Adult) Hitoshi Shinsou x They/Them Reader)

💥Featuring...(Adult) Bakugo Katsuki💥

Genres: Jealousy, Kissing, Revenge, Angst, and Comfort (Warning⚠️: Middle Finger, Cheating, well-being abuse, Language)

You and Hitoshi Shinsou had a crush on eachother, since UA. You were in Class 1-C with Shinsou, however months after the sports festival, due to your performance, you were moved into the Class 1-A, which Bakugo was in. While you had a crush on Bakugo did have a crush on you too, Shinsou does worry that Bakugo has plans on using you, because of the powers you have. Shinsou actually found it strange that aside from Eijiro Kirishima, he notices that Bakugo like you, however Shinsou also sees that once you were moved from Class 1-C to Class 1-A and after Bakugo has seen why you were moved to Class 1-A, Bakugo somehow ended up liking you.

Unfortunately after you, Shinsou, and Bakugo, graduated from UA, Bakugo asked you out, which you told him yes. Shinsou was crushed when Bakugo asked asked you out right in front of him. Bakugo could sense how crushed Shinsou was, so he decided to kiss you right in front of him, just to make his life worse, as Bakugo covers your ears as he said directly at Shinsou, "Ha! What is it like for you, as someone else kisses your crush, you purple, fur ball, extra!", then proceeds to flip Shinsou off when you weren't looking.

Five years later Bakugo became the number one pro hero, while you were the number two pro hero, then there's Shinsou as the number five pro hero. What you and Shinsou have in common neither you nor Shinsou care about rankings. Bakugo is a different story. He cares strictly about surpassing all the other pro heroes, villains, and UA students who plan to be pro heroes one day, money, fame, and glory.

After Bakugo became the number one pro hero, he basically has been letting his explosion, his riches, his title as the number one hero, his fame, and his glory, get in his head, so much where he has been ignoring you and pushing you away. He basically made you last for everything. He even puts his new pro hero friends first before you, even if your own life was to depend on it. Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Hanta Sero, and Mina Ashido, unfortunately saw what Bakugo was doing and they're pretty much disappointed in Bakugo and told you that as much as they were friends with Bakugo, they pretty said you deserved better.

The funny thing is even tough Bakugo puts you last, he always expected you to put him first, because if he's not number one, he always guilt trips you. He also tells you you can't have friends nor be friends with anyone who has ever been his friend, including Kirishima and that he also doesn't want you near Shinsou. Yes, he manipulates you in order to convince you to have no form of contact with Shinsou. Not even to look at him by accident. This is how terrible your relationship with Bakugo was, by the way.

One day, while you were out in public with Bakugo, you saw this Japanese cafe you wanted to check out, as you mentioned, "Hey Bakugo... May I go this Japanese cafe? I really would like to check it out. Please?". Bakugo lightly smiled at you and was going to let you go there, then when he looked up at the cafe he saw, non other, than Shinsou, here at that very same Japanese cafe. He then looked at you as he said, "Sorry... Not today... Maybe some other time!". You then replied, "But Bakugo! Why not today? Why some other time? This is the first time I got to go anywheres, at all! I don't know when the next time I will be able to go anywheres! You haven't been letting me do anything, since you became the number one pro hero! I need to do atleast something I want to treat myself! I don't know when will the next time I will be able to go anywheres! I'm heading over to try over to that Japanese cafe to try out right now!". As you started to walk over the cafe, Bakugo grabbed your left arm, as he yelled, "I said no, (They/Them Reader Name)! Don't act like a spoiled, high and mighty, princess, just because your my significant other!". As the the argument went on, Shinsou noticed what was going on between you and Bakugo, as he then started to walk over to both you and Bakugo.

As Bakugo was too busy arguing with you, to even know about Shinsou walking over to you and Bakugo, as Shinsou then asked, "What's all the commotion?", as he's curious to know what your argument with Bakugo is all about. "Shut up! Mind your own business, extra! Go somewheres el...", before looking over to realize it was Shinsou who asked. He then continued, "What do you want from me?! If you want to know, (They/Them Reader Name) was only acting like a spoiled brat, just because I told them no!", as he exaggerated. You looked at Bakugo with tears in your eyes, then you turned to look at Shinsou, as you worry that he will believe Bakugo's exaggeration. Shinsou however knew he was exaggerating about why you reacted the way you did to Bakugo, as he asked, "Is this true, (They/Them Reader Name)?", because of the fact he wanted to hear your side of the argument.

You were shocked that Shinsou asked you for your side of the story. You then answered truthfully, "Well, part of it... Bakugo exaggerated about why I reacted to him the way I did. The only time I got to go anywheres was when Bakugo letted me go in public with him or to go on my pro hero missions... Especially since he became the number one pro hero. I wasn't allowed to have friends... I wasn't allowed to be friends with any of his friends from UA nor his new friends... He expected me to cater to him every time he wants me to... He always put me last, then he gets mad if I don't make him my priority... He told me never to make any contact with you, not even if I was to accidentally notice you... Then when I asked him to take me to this Japanese cafe I wanted to try out, he looked like he was going to say yes, then he out of the blue told me sorry not today, then said maybe some other time... I didn't know why and I was confused and told him my frustrations about it, then told him I'm going there, then he grabbed me, which was why the argument started. I'm sorry, that I caused all the commotion. If I would have kept quiet or even stayed home, I wouldn't have been a burden on anyone...", you then looked down on the floor, as you began to sob. Shinsou felt bad, so bad for you, to the point where he knew it's time to get revenge on Bakugo, for what he did with you five years ago (Bakugo did it on purpose and you didn't do anything on purpose) after you, Shinsou, and Bakugo graduated from UA.

Shinsou then decided to walk closer to you, as he began to hug and pet you. Bakugo then got really angry, as he said, "Get away from my significant other, you prick! Who do you fucken think you are, stealing my prize away from me! They're mine, not yours!". Shinsou then replied, "Your prize?! Your significant other?! Yours, not mine?! I knew you would treat (They/Them Reader Name) unfairly, however I didn't think you would wait long than you did to show your true colors and you turned out even worser than I thought. I really was wondering when you would treat them like shit, honestly... So, time for payback you narcissistic jerk!".

The next thing Shinsou did was kiss you right in front on Bakugo, as the start of your revenge (which made Bakugo more angry), then Shinsou used his brainwashing on you as he then said, "(They/Them Reader Name)... Tell Bakugo how you truly feel and be honest with yourself... Do you want to stay in the relationship with Bakugo or did you have enough of this hell of that relationship? Do you want to start a new relationship with me?". Bakugo then screamed, "Are you trying to manipulate, (They/Them Reader Name) to do your bidding?! How dare you, you damn, womanizer?!", as he got more and more angry. Shinsou then replied again, "Actually all I did was use my brainwashing to help them be more honest with themself and the both of us!".

You then came clean about how you felt about your relationship with Bakugo and how you felt about Shinsou. You basically told Bakugo about the fact he treated you very unfairly and that you should have dated Shinsou instead and everything else about how you have been feeling. Bakugo has been in, so much disbelief about everything you said, which the more you said how you felt, the angrier he got.

As you and Shinsou walked to that Japanese cafe Bakugo refused to let you go to, Bakugo then yelled on top of his lungs loudest, as he could, as he screamed, "How dare you leave me?! You dare leave me for that fucken, purple, fur ball, extra! You're also nothing without me!". Both you and Shinsou ignored everything that Bakugo said, as the you and Shinsou are finally at that Japanese cafe, you also got to finally try out.

After the incident, Bakugo definitely lost the number one pro hero title, due to his outbursts, while you became the number one pro hero and Shinsou became the number three pro hero. You became, so much happier being with Shinsou, than you ever did when you were with Bakugo. Both you and Shinsou, also have been together, eversince then.

The End

I do hope you enjoyed the fanfic my Tumblr Peeps (😃👍) and please don't get upset about what I wrote pertaining Bakugo😅I do like Bakugo as a character alot and I thought it would be a change of pace to mention a featuring character fit the first time ever and I haven't wrote about him much, so sometime when I do write about Bakugo again, I do promise in a future fanfic staring Bakugo would be written a little differently😃👍As for you @shinaevordie I did more than asked for this fanfic than asked and I really hoped you enjoyed the whole fanfic as well😁👍

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ryukatters · 7 months

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swipe right — k. bakugo x fem! reader

✮ a/n: i remember seeing a post on here a long time ago about a character making a fake tinder profile for their gf and realizing how many people want her. (if someone knows the OG post please lmk so i can link it!) so now i present to you: bakugo falling to his knees in the middle of your apartment bedroom for the exact same reason.

✮ content/warnings: dubcon, quirkless/college! au, jealousy, possessiveness, breeding, creampie, unprotected sex, cum eating, cunnilingus, overstimulation, praise, biting, bkg gets a little rough with you, and bkg's also a fucking simp but when do I ever write him as being otherwise??

✮ summary: your boyfriend decides to make a fake tinder profile for you just to see how many matches you get. he comes to a realization just how many other people want what’s already his.

✮ word count: 4.2k (i'm so sick)

Bakugo can remember how this all started. In very vivid detail, actually. He remembers because Kaminari had pissed him off so much to the extent that it took him a very substantial amount of effort to refrain from bashing his friend’s face in.

It all started during the last monthly hangout amongst Bakugo and his friends— one day out of the month designated to make sure that they all had time to catch up with one another despite their busy schedules.

Everything was normal, with all of them getting more than enough of their fill of food and alcohol while idly playing video games and talking about random topics to fill in the silence in Kaminari’s living room.

Perfectly normal, until Denki decided to open his stupid mouth, at least.

He goes off on a tangent about a trend he saw on social media where someone makes a fake Tinder profile for their partner to see how many matches they’d get. He proceeds to tell Bakugo that he should try doing it, for “funsies,”— to which Bakugo scoffs at.

“Aren’t you curious, Kacchan?” Kaminari smiles cheekily, wrapping an arm around his blond friend’s shoulders, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Bakugo’s becoming visibly more upset with every passing moment.

“Your girlfriend is really pretty,” Mina chimes in, sticking her tongue out when Katsuki whips his head to glare at her. “I’m still surprised she’s with a grump like you.”

Kaminari butts in, “I bet there’s a whole line of guys around the block just waiting for a chance to get with her. I mean, just look at her! Hell, I’d even let her peg m—”

For a moment, Bakugo swears he wants to bash Kaminari’s face into his flatscreen. And for a moment, he lets that impulsive thought win— getting up and grabbing two fistfuls of Denki’s shirt before promptly getting cut off by Kirishima.

“Alright alright,” Kirishima forcibly pries Bakugo off of the other blond, pushing him off to the side. “That’s enough, you two. Kaminari was just messing around. I’ll admit, it wasn’t a good joke, but no need to hurt the guy, okay Bakugo?”

Kirishima knows that Kaminari wasn’t being that serious, but Kirishima can also admit that what he had to say held some ounce of truth. And Kirishima knows Bakugo well enough to see how your boyfriend tends to be rather skittish and protective with matters concerning you— which is exactly why Eijiro had to stop him before it was too late. He really didn’t feel like preparing for Denki’s funeral or helping hide Katsuki escape from a homicide charge.

And that was that…up until a few minutes ago.

Katsuki’s tried to forget that conversation. But try as he might, his mind betrays him and can’t help but wander back to what Denki said that night.

He trusts you of course, and has complete faith in your relationship. However, he’s curious to a fault, just about perhaps too curious for his own good.

How badly could this end?

As it turns out, this whole scheme seems to be playing out very poorly.

Dozens of photos of you— screenshotted from your social media accounts— fill Katsuki’s screen. He had to choose photos you uploaded yourself, because most of his photos of you were either too…suggestive or too domestic (and he wants to be the only one to see you in those moments).

He swipes through “your” profile one last time before clicking “done” to officially put you on the market. And just like that, Bakugo’s met with the faces of men who are nowhere near your level. He goes through the batch of profiles, scrutinizing each one he comes across. He’s (un)surprisingly selective with the ones he chooses to swipe right on— making sure that they’re at least somewhat conventionally attractive. To his surprise (or dread, rather), his phone pings right away with a notification from someone who swiped back. Another ping. A message.

You free tonight?

Bakugo scoffs. He looks through the guy’s profile— a picture of him at a party with his arms around some girls, another with him doing a victory pose presumably after hiking, and one with him holding a fish. He feels his mouth curl in disgust, about to give into the urge to reply and give this guy a piece of his mind, before he realizes he’s pretending to be you. He takes a deep breath, closes out of the app, and puts down his phone.

He’s starting to regret this.

Bakugo’s phone has gone off 15 times in the last hour. Bakugo has also felt the need to strangle some stranger through the phone 15 times in the last hour. Your (read: his) profile has existed for less than 60 minutes, and you already have a whole address book of nobodies trying to link with you and get a quick fuck.

He feels the familiar beginnings of a headache creeping up the back of his skull. He thinks he might need a drink. Why did he decide to do this again?

In hindsight, he probably should have known this is exactly how it was going to go down.

What was that saying? Curiosity killed the cat?

Yeah.

He was never great at self-preservation in the first place. So this, the feeling of overwhelming jealousy, frustration, possessiveness brewing up a storm threatening to pour out of every single fiber of Bakugo’s being— was no surprise.

He watches as the numbers at the bottom of his screen increase steadily, before tapping on the star icon.

‘99+ likes!’ it reads. Over 99 people who saw your profile and thought you were beautiful. Bakugo pales, and he can feel the cold sweat building on the nape of his neck. He grips his phone, knuckles turning white. Is he shaking from anger or nervousness?

Anger because all these guys think they even have the slightest chance with someone as amazing as you. Nervousness because what if you decide that they do? You wouldn’t actually leave him for one of these guys, right? Right?

None of these men would walk through hell and back for you. They don’t know how you like your coffee, the details of your skin care routine, how you like to binge watch shows and talk Katsuki’s ear off about them (not that he ever minded, of course). They don’t know you, not like he does. Katsuki looks at you like you hung the moon. In fact, he’s pretty convinced that you did. Everything good in his life— the warmth, the color, the joy,— is encompassed by you. He’d be damned if he lets some greasy little nobody take that from him. Because the moment Bakugo fell in love with you, you became a part of him— inextricably and indefinitely. Loving you has become so intrinsic to him, that even the mere thought of another person loving you or looking at you the same way he does has him going insane. Not that anyone could love you like he did, though. That thought brings him some comfort, but not for long.

One last notification he sees sends him spiraling. Bakugo swears that he can see red. That’s when he deletes the app, and throws his poor phone in some random corner of the living room, which is markedly one of the smarter choices he’s made as of late. He marches to your bedroom with a fire burning in his chest.

He stops short of the door and finds you sitting at the edge of your shared bed, fresh out of the shower. You’re applying lotion, and he watches the cream absorb into your skin wordlessly, in awe at how overwhelmingly beautiful you manage to look in the most prosaic of tasks. For a second, he almost forgets the reason he was upset in the first place.

Your hair is still damp, water droplets accumulating at the tips, and Katsuki feels his mouth run dry the minute he watches a stray bead fall and make its way down your neck and stop perfectly in the dip of your collarbone. Your very existence is forever etched into his heart, every inch of you carved into his memory, but even still he can never get tired of looking at you. At every angle, in every lighting, he needs to see you in it. You could call him obsessed, but he’d simply laugh and agree, because what’s so wrong with that? Especially if it’s you.

You’re one to be studied— to be adored, Katsuki thinks, to the greatest capacity. It’s what you deserve. And what better person for that task to fall upon than him?

He finds himself naturally gravitating towards you, his finger tracing the same exact path the water had carved just moments before, wordlessly. You try to pay no mind, but it’s difficult as you realize just how close Bakugo was and how your towel barely manages to cover up your most intimate parts. One wrong move and you’d be exposed. With how things were playing out, and the predatory glint in the blond’s eyes, you don’t think your boyfriend would be too perturbed with your current predicament.

Katsuki presses a delicate kiss to your forehead before he crouches down. Suddenly, you’re at eye level with one another, his hot breath tickling your lips. You think for a moment he’s going to kiss you so you lean forward, lips waiting. But he merely grazes them before he sucks a deep bruise into the juncture of your neck, biting slightly.

You’re barely given any time to react before he’s grabbing the hand that’s securing your towel and ripping it away, the offending garment falling off your body. Your flesh prickles with goosebumps as its exposed to the sudden chill. It’s quickly replaced by the heat of Bakugo’s body as he pushes you lightly, your back hitting the mattress. He crawls on top of you, muscular thighs on either side of your hips, your head placed conveniently between his forearms. He’s trapped you, a nonverbal challenge for you to try and escape.

You’re a work of art, he thinks, but much more valuable than any pièce de résistance framed in any museum.

Beautiful, yes, but far too blank for his liking. He wants to ruin you, make you his own personal magnum opus. And so he does.

He presses a clothed knee against your bare cunt, pressing firmly. His lips continue their assault on your neck, leaving angry purpling bruises in their wake. Rough hands find your breast, and you moan in surprise when he gives both of them a harsh squeeze as he shoves his tongue into your mouth. Katsuki kisses you like a man dying of thirst, hungry for everything you can offer him and more. It’s all too much already, the way he’s kissing you has your mind reeling, and you have to turn your head away for a moment to catch your breath. Katsuki thinks it’s a moment too long without you, so he coaxes you into locking lips with him once more. A wave of mischievousness washes over you, prompting you to take your boyfriend’s lower lip in between your teeth, biting down lightly.

You feel his breath hitch, before he lets out a low groan as he grinds his clothed dick against your bare wetness. He returns the favor, sucking on your bottom lip before letting it go with a wet pop. He pulls back with a lazy smirk, his lips pursing together to scatter messy kisses down the base of your throat and down your chest, alternating between sucking and biting at the flesh.

He gives you a good once-over, scanning every surface, committing them to memory. You feel the need to curl into yourself with how intensely those vermillion eyes are piercing into you, memorizing every single curve, scar, freckle like he’s done time and time again.

He drops down to his knees, broad shoulders bullying their way in between your legs, forcibly prying them open. He grips your hips, fingertips digging into the soft flesh, and drags you down the mattress until your legs are dangling off the bed.

“Jesus, Kats, be more gentle.”

“Shhh. I know you like it when I’m not gentle,” he chuckles. As if to prove a point, he pulls you down even further, giving a harsh bite to your inner thigh. He smiles deviously when you yelp. You try to pull at his hair but his reflexes are too quick, pinning both of your wrists down on either side of you easily. “Besides, this is the perfect height for me to eat you out, dontcha think baby?”

You want to chastise him for being so crass, so Katsuki, but the words die on the tip of your tongue the minute he gives a sweet, loving kiss to your clit, sucking lightly.

“You’re mine. I don’t want anyone else seeing you like this except for me.”

You’re not entirely sure what brought this on, but you find it hard to complain when Bakugo drags his tongue from your throbbing clit to inside your pussy, drinking everything you have to offer.

Your hands automatically try to find purchase in his blond locks, struggling against the vice grip Katsuki has on your wrists. He decides to take pity on you, loosening his hold so you can slip your hands into his hair, moaning appreciatively when he feels you tug. He rewards you by flicking his tongue on your clit over and over again, just the way you like it. He does it until your moans begin to pitch higher and higher, the same way that they do when you’re close. He doesn’t stop his ministrations even after you cum, riding out your orgasm until your thighs are shaking from overstimulation. He pulls away from you with a loud pop, taking in the sight before him.

He runs a hand up and down your thigh soothingly. “So fucked out already and we’re barely getting started, baby.”

Your mind is barely processing his words before you feel Katsuki’s erection brush against your stomach, his clothing haphazardly discarded on the floor. He taps the head of his dick against your clit to tease you, a feeling of satisfaction swelling when you cry out from under him.

He watches in fascination as strings of your arousal cling to him. He positions his length at your entrance, locking eyes with you as you hold your breath in anticipation. Katsuki likes you like this. Needy for him.

“You’re the most beautiful girl in the world, you know that?” He slips into you with a stuttered groan.

Katsuki’s always been big. You never get used to the initial stretch, no matter how many times you two fuck. Still, that doesn’t stop him from sliding in with ease from the slick of your last orgasm. It easily coats his cock as he gives a few experimental thrusts. He groans in rapture. How do you manage to feel so good every time? It’s enough to drive him insane. Perhaps he already is.

“So fucking perfect, no wonder why all those losers want you.” He mutters out the last part, and you’re not sure if you caught that right.

“What?” He chooses not to respond, and you aren’t given the opportunity to think any further before your legs are thrown over his shoulders, Katsuki’s weight effectively pinning you in place. The stretch knocks all the wind out of your lungs, and all you can do is cling to Katsuki, nails leaving red, angry lines on his well-defined back.

He wastes no time before he starts drilling into you, hips slotting in between your legs perfectly. The position has him pressed against your clit, and your entire body feels like it’s been set ablaze, with Katsuki holding both the power to have it burn even brighter and the ability to extinguish it. And you’re almost there, you can feel your soul slowly ascending, your room filled with hymns of pleasure, the coil in your stomach winding tighter and tighter, threatening to unravel along with your sanity. Katsuki can feel it too— the way you’re squeezing him tighter, how your gasps and moans have climbed just a note higher, how absolutely ruined you look, how he’s responsible for your current state. Which is exactly why he wants to push it even further, he wants to see how much you’ll break for him— and only him.

Katsuki cuts you off right before you can reach your peak, pulling out but making sure just his tip is inserted. You come to and take a look at your lover and marvel at the sight. He has a crazed look in his eyes. The way he smirks is absolutely wicked.

You feel distraught— having been so close but having it ripped away from you. You give your boyfriend a petulant pout.

“Katsuki,” you whine, slapping a hand against his sweaty chest, “Why’d you stop? I was so close!”

“Because I didn’t want you to cum yet,” he says simply. “You’ll be good for me, yeah? I’ll give my baby what she deserves, as long as she’s good.”

You roll your eyes, huffing. That won’t do for him.

As much as he loves seeing you indulge, he feels a need to punish you— at least a little bit to even begin to atone for being the wicked temptress you are.

“Don’t be a fuckin’ brat,” Bakugo growls, gripping your face with one hand, squishing your cheeks, causing your lips to purse slightly. “I said be good, okay? Wanna take my time with you.”

There’s a moment of respite, until you sigh in defeat, knowing better than to argue with him lest you wanted to dig your own grave. “‘Kay, ‘ki.”

He flashes you a smile. Obedient, just how he likes you. “Good girl.”

Katsuki draws his hips back, thrusting just enough to fuck his tip into you. He’s teasing. The amount of willpower on his end it takes not to cum is nauseating.

“You’re so pretty, aren’t you?” he rasps, one hand finding their way around your neck, squeezing just enough to make your head spin. Your hands reflexively grab his wrist.

All you can manage is a fucked out moan. Katsuki has to resist the urge to coo, about how he’s managed to turn you into a cockdrunk mess in such a short matter of time. The wave of possessiveness that’s been gnawing at the depths of his soul begins to seep out, and he’s reminded of the reason why the two of you are in this position in the first place.

He gives your throat another squeeze and a rough slap to your clit. “C’mon princess, answer me. Say it.” He slowly adds more and more pressure until your ears grow hot and air feels like a precious commodity.

“I-i’m pretty,” you manage to gasp out, tears spilling from your lash line as you begin to lose yourself between the space of pleasure and pain.

Good. Always so pliant for him.

“That’s right, baby,” he concedes. “So fuckin’ beautiful.” He punctuates the last word with a deep thrust, right against that spongy spot that feels so good. You’re so sensitive that it’s enough to send you spiraling into your second orgasm, walls spasming around him uncontrollably.

Katsuki stills, staving off his own release with all the restraint he can summon. He silently thanks whatever divine forces are out there that he didn’t cum the minute he felt the first clench of your orgasm.

He grits his teeth as he wills himself to move, trying not to get lost in the wetness that envelops him. You’re babbling now, senseless moans filling Katsuki’s ears like a sweet melody.

“Kats, please, I’m too sensitive—” You’re shaking now, muscles trembling with every thrust.

“But I’m not done with you yet,” he says simply, drawing his hips back with a particularly rough thrust. You choke back whatever you were going to say with a loud cry. “What’s your color, baby?”

You take a moment to answer, brain trying to comprehend the words just uttered to you. You look at Katsuki firmly, “Green.”

“Atta girl,” he praises, the drive of his hips beginning to shallow. He’s close, and he doesn’t know how much longer he can hold out. But for you, he tries. “You’re mine, right?”

“Yes,” you breathe out, shivering as goosebumps dance across your skin.

“Say it,” Katsuki pleads, thrusts growing sloppy by the second. “Say you’re mine.”

“I’m all yours, ‘ki.”

With that, Katsuki’s fate is sealed. He’s left groaning as a flash of pleasure shakes his very soul, filling you up with so much cum that it dribbles onto the mattress even while he’s still inside you. You follow suit, an embarrassingly obscene rhythm of squelching noises fill the silence as you spasm around his dick. He collapses on top of you, but he’s still coherent enough to not dump all his weight on you.

Your labored breaths fill the room as the two of you come to. Katsuki pulls out of you with a wince, still a bit sensitive. He gives you a peck on the lips before he drags himself down, settling in between your legs much like he was earlier.

You tense up, “Kats, wait—”

Any and all protests cease the moment Bakugo works his tongue inside of you, slurping lewdly as he drags out the mixture of your cum and his, swallowing. He tries not to stimulate your puffy clit in an attempt to be merciful, but you still feel yourself steadily climbing to what would be your fourth orgasm this session. While the past three have been intense and drowning, this one comes to you in waves, dull pleasure invading your senses as Katsuki continues to eat you out to clean you up.

He pulls away when you finish, your slick and his saliva coating his chin before he wipes it off on the back of his hand. You stare at his half-hard erection with a half concerned, half quizzical look. “Do you…” you lick your lips, “need help with that? I’m a little sensitive down there but I could use my mout—”

“Nah, I’m good babe,” he says earnestly, flashing you a smile that he only ever shows around you. “I’ll be back.” With that, your boyfriend leaves the room only to come back with a bottle of water.

“Drink.” You comply, finishing half the bottle graciously before handing it to him. He downs the rest before he settles next to you on the bed, laying on his side. You mirror him, shifting your body so that you’re both facing each other.

Katsuki reaches out, finger idly tracing random shapes and lines onto the bare skin on your hip. He has a pensive look on his face, one that he usually doesn’t hold after stolen moments like this; it’s an expression he wears when he’s in deep thought.

“Baby,” you call out. His eyes snap to yours, eyebrows raised.

“Yeah?”

“Whatcha thinking about?” You watch as a hesitant look flashes across your boyfriend’s face before he shakes his head.

“S’nothin’. Just thinkin’ about us two.” He speaks lightly. It’s always been difficult for him to voice his inner thoughts and feelings, so he tends to beat around the bush. You’ve learned that if you ever want something out of him, you’d have to pry a little. Katsuki always indulges you though.

“What about us?”

“Do you- do you think you’ll ever get tired of this?” He repeats himself, clearing his throat. The question is followed by a weaker, “...of me?”

You think it’s the most ridiculous question he’s ever asked, because the answer should be obvious. “I’d never get tired of you, Katsuki. I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” he replies automatically, “but if I ever do anything that upsets you, or if I get too much for you, or if I—” he’s rambling now. Yes, it’s difficult for Katsuki to talk about his feelings, but once you manage to get him to open up, all the walls of his self-made fortress come crashing down and it’s up to you to pick up the pieces.

“Baby,” you giggle, pressing a kiss to his lips, cupping his sharp jaw with one hand. “Look at me.” And he does— ruby eyes meeting yours. “I love you because you’re you. And I choose to be with you everyday. It’s not always gonna be perfect, no relationship is. But I know that I will always wake up and choose you.”

You can see the anxiety melt away from Katsuki’s body, shoulders slumping as he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Love you too, sap,” is all he says before he’s pulling you against his chest, squeezing you into a bearhug. You two stay that way until both of you are lulled to sleep.

You’re laying in bed with Katsuki, both of you dozing off when you hear a slight buzz from your phone on the nightstand. You squint as you try to read the notification, and make out that it’s from your friend.

Denki Kaminari: So did it work?

You bite the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from laughing, giving a quick glance over your shoulder to check on your boyfriend— fast asleep. You turn back to your phone, your thumbs making quick work at your keyboard.

You: Just like I said it would. Thanks Denki :)

Writing belongs to @ryukatters. Please do not share my work on Tiktok.

#bakugo x you #bakugo katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bakugo x y/n #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha x you #bnha x reader #bnha x you #kat's writing #kat's demon time #tw.dubcon #cw.dubcon #tw.overstimulation #cw.overstimulation

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animehideout · 5 months

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Masterlist Update.

⚠️ A/N: For those who are interested in Wattpad kpop / Anime Long Stories, You can check my Wattpad " narae_99 " . Complete Mafia Au ( Bangchan x Reader) , Enemies to Lovers Au (Leeknow x Reader)

Jujutsu Kaisen

♡⁠˖Headcanons & Reactions˖⁠♡

• JJK Men Green and Red flags ↓

Part I / Part II / Part III / Part IV

• JJK Men And Their Fav Place To Do It 🔞

• JJK Men Turn-ons.

• JJK Men Kinks.

• JJK Men And Their Types Of Hugs.

• JJK Men When They Want Your Attention.

• How Would JJK Men Dress Up For Your Date

• JJK Men Pet Names For You.

• JJK Men Pick Up Lines.

• JJK Men And How They Act When They're In The Mood 🔞

• JJK Men Fav Positions 🔞

• JJK Men Soft Moments With You 🤍

• JJK Men When You Kiss Them Unexpectedly In Public 🩷

• What Songs Would JJK Men Play In BG While Doing It

• JJK Men And Things They Would Say 🔞

• Jobs JJK Men Would Have In Real Life (imo) → Part I Part II

• Types Of Kisses.

• JJK Men As Types Of Love

• Love Troops Suitable For JJK Men → Part 1 Part 2

• Teasing Toji Fushiguro

• JJK Men x Plus Size Fem¡ reader.{Requested}

• Gamer Gf Ignores JJK Men . {Requested}

• JJK X HAIKYUU MEN X READER Locked In A Room ( fluff 🍭)

• Insecure Reader X JJK Men Finding Out { Requested }

• Your MBTI, Your Relationship With JJK Characters 🆕 ALL PARTS

• JJK Men X Male¡ Reader First Kiss

• JJK Men And Types Of Women They'd Be Attracted To {Requested}

• JJK Men Perfect First Date → PART 1 PART2 PART3( coming soon..) 🆕💙

• JJK Men Period Comfort 🌸 {Requested}

• SFW Alphabets For Gojo Satoru {Requested}

• Comfort Letters From JJK Men→ Gojo.Ver

• JJK Men Proposing With A Ringpop {Requested}

• JJK Men Comforting Their S/O Who's Doubting Themselves {Requested} fluff 🍰

• JJK Men Turn-Offs {Requested}

• JJK Men Reaction To Y/N With A Tongue Piercing {Requested}

• Toji Fushiguro x INTJ { Requested }

• NSFW alphabets Gojo Satoru 🔞 {Requested}

♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡

Gojo Satoru:

• Birthday Oneshot

• Love Is The Most Twisted Curse Of All [Arranged Marriage ff]: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part4 Part5 Part6 Part7 Part8

• My one and only [ Requested]

• Gojo Satoru X Dumb But Kind Reader {Requested}

• Gojo Satoru X ENTP f!reader {Requested}

Ryomen Sukuna :

• A Deal Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Part 6 🔞⚠️

• Somnophilia [Requested] 🔞

• For Eternity (Sukuna x fem! sorcerer reader, reincarnated ver) [Requested]

Geto Suguru:

• Insecure Reader X Suguru Geto ( Angst with happy ending)

Choso Kamo:

• Battle with Choso, Fluff {Requested}

Tokyo Revengers

♡⁠˖Headcanons & Oneshots˖⁠♡

• How They Tease You For Fun.

• When You're On Your Period.

• Yandere Mikey + Yandere Kazutora ( Requested).

• When You Have A Nightmare.

• Their Fav Place To Kiss You.

• Taking Care Of Sick S/O ( Requested).

• Soft Moments With You.

• Jealous Baji Keisuke With Naive s/o ( Requested )

• First Date Part I

• First Date Part II

• When Someone Flirts With Shy S/O ( Requested).

• Reaction To S/O Similar To Nezuko ( Requested ).

• Tokyo Revengers Men Jealousy.

♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡

Baji Keisuke:

My Reason ( s/o stops Baji from killing himself [Requested] )

Draken:

Toman's Little Fighter ( Fluff - Angst - Happy Ending )

Takemichi :

( Discovering S/O is a gang leader [Requested]).

Haikyuu:

♡⁠˖Headcanons & Reactions˖⁠♡

• Green And Red Flags ↓

Part I / Part II / Part III

• How They Show Affection.

• When They Realize They Have Feelings For You.

• How Would Haikyuu Men Dress Up For Your Date.

• Haikyuu Boys x fem! volleyball player 🆕✨

My Hero Academia:

♡⁠˖Headcanons & Reactions˖⁠♡

• Types Of Kisses.

• Reader Wants Cuddles.

• Night Routine With BNHA Men.

• First Kiss With BNHA men.

• Finding Out They're Gonna Have A Baby ( requested ).

• Shinso Hitoshi ( falling asleep together [Requested]).

• Asking About Tampons ( Requested ).

♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡

Cursed Touch { Bakugo Katsuki x Dabi x Reader} ↓

• Whole story + Angst Ending

• Happy Ending.

Attack On Titan

Relationship Headcanonsﾉ⁠♡

Eren

Levi

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bakubunny · 6 months

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a good girl, a better idea

pairing: bakugo katsuki & kirishima eijiro x f!reader

wc: 2.3k

a/n: thanks so much for 1k. to celebrate, you all asked for dilf!kiribaku x reader, submitted by @callm3senpaii.

tags: daddy!bkg; dilf!bkg; dilf!kiri; f!reader; daddy as title; age gaps (10-15 yrs); threesomes; too many pet names: princess, sweetheart, angel, baby, babygirl, babydoll, sweet girl, pretty girl, good girl; praise; spitroast; oral sex; face fucking; double penetration; anal sex; crying; creampies; unprotected sex; reader’s got a full bush

Katsuki had you on his lap. He looked sharp as hell with a fitted black turtleneck you’d insisted on him wearing just for you and a silver streak in his hair. You sat on one leg while he had his arm around you, his other hand on your bare thigh; he insisted you’d sit with him because tonight was all about you and you deserved your “throne” as he put it.

To celebrate your biggest work promotion yet, Katsuki threw you a dinner party with a mixture of your close friends and his. Joy filled the air as everyone ate and drank their fill before sprawling into the living room where you all were now.

Throughout the night, one familiar pair of crimson eyes followed you along with Katsuki’s. Ones that spoke with him in hushed tones when you were across the room, but otherwise held his infectious smile that captivated those around him. It felt a little strange, the way he made your face and thighs so warm with a playful glance, but there was no denying the flush of your cheeks.

Eijiro may have been almost thirteen years older than you, but just like your older husband, he’d aged well. Katsuki aged more like fine wine while Eijiro had grown a little rougher around the edges, his body a little softer but just as bulky and strong as ever. His laugh lines and sunspots were far more prominent and his long, shaggy red hair - now pulled back neatly into a bun - suited him well.

Unsurprisingly, Katsuki only gripped your thigh a little tighter and rubbed the small of your back when he’d noticed Eijiro staring, when he saw your blush. Maybe it was the level of trust the two friends carried, but Eijiro was the only person whose lingering gaze was not met with possessiveness and jealousy. Sure, he didn’t do much about it now in his forties as a well-known hero - a mere glance from Katsuki was enough to make anyone back off of you - but that part of him never truly faded from when he was younger. The benefits still reaped themselves for you both, though; one unreturned, heated glance from a stranger often ended with Katsuki balls deep in your cunt as he pulled your hair, with groaning and possessive kisses as he told you who you belonged to over and over….

The night dwindled down. As was his nature, Eijiro offered to help clean up once everyone had left. Chairs were pushed in, tables wiped down, dishes washed, the list went on. But as the dishwasher ran, Katsuki trapped you against the kitchen counter. He lifted your chin, admiring your face as he stroked your cheek before leaning in. Eijiro ran the vacuum in the next room as he kissed you.

You tried to pull away with someone else still in the house, but Katsuki leaned in further and deepened the kiss, a hand traveling down over your body. He lifted you onto the counter and pushed his hips between your legs as your dress slid up. Lips trailed down your jaw to your ear, down the length of your neck, and you gasped.

“Babe, stop.”

Katsuki grunted and pulled himself closer to you. His lips formed a smirk against your skin as he continued kissing and nibbling, sucking at every well known sensitive place at the crook of your neck. Your fingers tightened around the soft undercut at the nape of his neck.

“Kats, seriously,” you said, fighting a whimper in your throat.

“‘S not what ya called me last night,” he quipped.

A smile pulled at your lips and you sighed, but didn’t give him the courtesy of a response. The vacuum turned off, and you heard Eijiro approach the kitchen. You caught his gaze trailing up your legs and body with a grin; Katsuki was either oblivious or flat out ignoring him as he approached the entryway, Eijiro’s eyes locked on yours. You pushed at Katsuki to no avail, his mouth now trailing to the other side of your neck.

“Katsuki, stop.” Your breath caught as he reached a tender spot and heat rushed to your core.

“Mmm nope. Dunno who that is,” he teased.

“Eijiro’s right there,” you said.

“Then use your damn manners and ask me nicely,” Katsuki said as he groped you, dress riding up to your ass.

Heat flooded your cheeks. You leaned into Katsuki’s ear. “Daddy, please stop,” you said quietly.

“I could, maybe…” he replied. Katsuki glanced at Eijiro whose smile only grew. “But I think I have a better idea.”

₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

Katsuki held you in his arms, kissing and sucking marks into the side of your neck, your legs spread wide as Eijiro’s lips trailed the inside of your thigh.

“Been thinkin’ about these soft thighs all night,” Eijiro said. His fingertips dug into your flesh as Katsuki’s hands wandered your stomach and chest, groping your tits.

Eijiro groaned when he reached your cunt and pushed his face into you, inhaling the scent of the soft, curled hair before his tongue licked a stripe through the slick want between your legs. You moaned and gripped his hair when he latched onto your clit, sucking and licking the swollen bud as your hips bucked into his mouth. He slipped two fingers into your folds and curled them as he started pumping, his tongue running over your clit as waves of pleasure fell on your body. Your head fell back onto Katsuki’s shoulder with a pant.

Katsuki’s lips brushed the shell of your ear. “That feel good, princess? You like it when daddy’s friend touches you?”

“Yes, fuck yes,” you whined.

“Good. You deserve it, pretty girl. Been workin’ hard. I’m so proud of you,” Katsuki said, playing with your nipples between his fingers. “Gonna take our cocks so well, I know it. Wanna see you cry and shake when we fuck you.”

His gruff voice rolled down your body and into your belly like warm honey as he continued praising you until your body trembled.

“That’s it, babydoll. Let yourself go. ‘M right here,” he said.

“Ah, fuck, gonna c-cum-” You moaned as your hips bucked and your toes curled, the perfect way Eijiro fingered your cunt pulling you over the edge.

Eijiro moaned in return as he carried you through. “Such a good girl,” he said.

“You ready to take my cock now?” Katsuki said.

Still hazy, you crawled out of his arms and onto your hands and knees on the bed. “Please.”

Katsuki got behind you with a grin.

“That’s my girl,” he said. He gave your ass a playful smack as he ran his long, thick cock along your still tender folds.

Eijiro kneeled in front of you, a mesmerizing sight as he stroked his dick, somehow having more girth than Katsuki though not as long. There was no way his cock was getting down your throat, but that wouldn’t keep you from trying.

Katsuki pushed into you from behind and you groaned. He held you by the hips as he fucked you with long, hard thrusts. A heavy pant left your lips and your knees felt weak. Your eyes rolled as Katsuki adjusted the pace, his thick length dragging along your sweet spot. He pulled up your hips, fucking you even deeper as his balls clapped against your clit, hitting a tender spot near your cervix with every thrust, shockwaves of sensation shooting over every millimeter of your skin.

Just when your head started to drift off in pleasure, Eijiro grabbed your chin, his fingers rough against your skin. He smirked down at you. “Stay with me, sweetheart.”

He slapped his heavy dick on your face, staring down at you with his gorgeous, cocky grin. It was enough to make you shudder and whimper.

“Please, Eiji? Can I suck your cock?”

“I‘ll do you one better,” he said. “Open that pretty little mouth of yours, and let me do the work.”

You cursed and held back a whine, the mere suggestion making you clench and flutter with need. With your tongue out and your eyes on his, Eijiro fed you his cock, already wet and leaking precum as you panted. He took you by the head and pushed his hips forward, tentative in thrusting at first as your spit made his length slick. Your body grew hot, the sound of your cunt getting wetter filling the room.

You pushed Eijiro off for a moment. “Just fuck my face, I can take it.”

His toothy grin grew. “Hah. You’re too damn cute.”

You opened your mouth again, but there was no gentleness when he grabbed you this time, fingers gripping your hair as he fucked your face, hitting the back of your throat over and over. Your eyes watered and rolled as he did, drool building up around your lips and pushing onto your chin. You could hardly breathe, let alone moan as Katsuki chuckled behind you. He felt you clenching hard around his cock as you got used like a ragdoll from both ends.

“You love this, don’t you, babygirl?” Katsuki said. “Love being used up and full of cock. C’mon, sweet baby, make a mess for me. I know you need to.”

Your body trembled and grew tense again as your back arched and you orgasmed, the intensity almost too much as they fucked you. You pushed Eijiro away again, gasping for air as you groaned, collapsing into the bed. Katsuki laid behind you and Eijiro took the same cue, laying in front of you as your head slowly stopped spinning, the heat of their bodies a comfort while you came down.

“Doin such a good job, angel,” Katsuki said as he kissed his way across your shoulder. You felt his still hard, wet cock brushing your ass.

“You really are. And you’re so gorgeous when you cum like that,” Eijiro added, stroking his own aching dick. “I bet you got at least one more in you, though.”

“Tch. I know you got another one in you. Isn’t that that right?” Katsuki asked.

A weak whine left your lips. “M-maybe, yeah.”

“Good. Cause I know I’m not done,” Eijiro said.

Eijiro pulled you onto his chest and lined himself up with your swollen cunt as you spread your legs around his hips. You cried out as he pushed in unexpectedly; even after Katsuki fucked a second orgasm out of you, Eijiro’s girth still stung a little. Your fingers dug hard into his shoulders as he bottomed out, a cold sweat building on your neck.

“F-fuck, you could at least tell me.”

“Why? I know you can take it,” he teased.

He slowly fucked you as your body adjusted, another tense whine falling from your lips. Eijiro pulled you in for a kiss, every part of him burning hot and overwhelming as you moaned into his mouth, the gentleness of it easing you to relax further. Katsuki grabbed your hand and kissed it as he stroked his dick. The bed shifted as Katsuki pulled lube from your nightstand and got behind you. His slick fingers massaged your ass.

You panicked for a moment. “Kats, no, ‘s too much, I can’t-”

Katsuki leaned down and kissed your neck as he hushed you. “Baby, it’s okay. You’re okay. Gonna make you feel so good, I promise.”

He pushed two fingers into your tightly puckered hole, and you moaned as he gently stretched you out. Soon enough, you were grinding your ass into his hand, asking him for more as Eijiro fucked you.

“That’s my good girl. See? You’re doing just fine,” he said.

Katsuki pulled his hand from your ass and replaced it with the swollen, angry head of his dick. There was a collective groan as he pushed the head of his cock into your ass, sliding in slowly until his hips reached yours. Just the fullness of the two of them inside you, not moving, was enough to have your head spinning. Gently and without a word, Katsuki and Eijiro started fucking you, moans and panting bubbling out of you.

“Oh fuck, fuck, oh fuck-” You tried to form some kind of coherent response and failed.

“Feels good, sweetheart?” Eijiro asked. He groaned as you tightened around his cock again, nodding dumbly.

“Good.” Katsuki kissed your head.

“H-harder, please, fuck me harder,” you said breathlessly.

A moan ripped from your chest as they did, skin slapping on skin becoming audible. Heat pricked the corners of your eyes and you sobbed, waves of pleasure overwhelming your body as another climax built. You could hardly think when Eijiro reached down and rubbed your clit, his rough fingertips rubbing gentle circles into your skin.

“That’s it, take it. Wanna see you cum on our cocks,” he said.

Tears spilled down your cheeks as Katsuki lost himself in the tightnesses of your ass as he fucked you. He groaned. “Your ass is gonna make me cum, fuck. You want daddy’s cum, baby?”

“Please, daddy, n-need your cum, need you both s-so bad, fill me, please,” you pleaded.

Eijiro fucked you harder still, and your body shook again. Your vision went white as you came a third time, shuddering pleasure crashing down over your body. Eijiro groaned as the hard clench of your cunt pushed him over the edge, his cock throbbing inside you as hot cum painted your insides. Katsuki wasn’t far behind with a heavy grunt and a few sharp thrusts, filling your ass with wet heat.

Katsuki all but collapsed on top of you and Eijiro, the three of you sweaty and spent. After showering and crawling back into bed, you woke up the next morning enveloped in the heat of two familiar bodies.

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missyaess · 22 days

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Maybe Meant to be - Fake Dating pt.6

pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5

divider credit :@muruffin

tag list 🏷️: @jasmixs @cybertimetravelstranger @tenmaabnesti @luleck @lovra974 @just-your-emo-sensei @lookingforlia @cinnamonroll4ever @just-some-random-simp-lol @chrissyfishywissy @aizawasgirl @jonggunismysneakylink @liaaa-1 @velvet-spider @4evahevah @chixkadee @haleyms @katsuberries @laurenzitaa @chaoticstrawberryland

-Hi Midoriya.No,not really.

As Midoriya sat down next to you,you sighed.You felt relieved all of a sudden,at this moment you wouldn’t want to be around anyone else.You didn’t know why.

-What happened between you two,if you don’t mind me asking?

You explained everything to him and how you felt,as you got to the end you didn’t notice tears coming out of your eyes.

-Hey Y/N,sshh.

He hushed you and laid your head on his shoulders,calming you down.

-I get how you feel.But I just have to ask you,do you think Kacchan is the right person for you?

-I don’t know anymore Midoriya…I thought he was but I am just so tired.

-I get that.I’m sorry you have to feel this way.You are an amazing person,and you’re the only one I could trust with something like this.Thank you for everything you’ve done for me.

He smiled at you and it warmed your heart.You were glad he was your friend.

After you two sat there for some time you decided to go back to your dorm rooms.Midoriya walked you to your dorm room where Mina was waiting for you.

-Alright I can leave now.Goodnight Y/N.

As you two waved at each other Mina looked between the both of you with suspicious eyes.

You turned back to Mina and saw everybody has already left.Mina noticed your looks into your room so she explained.

-I sent everybody away so that we could talk.

You stepped into your room and Mina followed you.You sat down on your bed looking at your feet.Mina sat on the floor,facing you.

-What’s going on between you two?

You rolled you eyes at this.

-It wasn’t what it looked like,Bakugo was just being a hater to Midoriya,he doesn’t like me.So,nothing is going on between us.

-No I don’t mean him!I mean Midoriya!

-WHAT?

You stood up by the shock of what she was asking you.

-Look,I just noticed how you two act together and it might be more than a fake relationship for you.

-Literally what made you think that?

-The way Midoriya got worried today after you and Bakugo went out the room,so much so that he went after you two immediately! How you look at him has changed and I can see that as your best friend.

-He’s my friend,and he knows what an ass Bakugo can be,that’s probably why!And also nothing has changed with the way I look at him.

Mina sighed as you looked at her like she was crazy.

-Look,all I’m saying is be careful,okay?I don’t want you get hurt because of another boy again.

-I assure you there’s nothing to worry about.

-Whatever you say,goodnight Y/N.

After Mina left you were alone with your thoughts.

Could it be possible it was more for him,for you?

A few weeks has passed since the last time you spoke with Bakugo.He would stare at you in class but you wouldn’t look back.You had spent the last weeks with Midoriya,still going on with the plan even if it hadn’t worked out for you,it was going to work out for Midoriya and Uraraka.

As you were at the lunch table ,laughing at something Midoriya had said,Uraraka came over.

-Deku,can we talk in private?

-Uhm…sure.

-I like you!

You knew you shouldn’t have but you and Mina were watching afar from where uraraka was confessing to Midoriya.

-What did she say??(M)

-SSH I can’t hear them with you screaming !

You two were hiding in a bush,not too far away from the two.If Mina kept on whisper screaming you were sure they would hear you.So with one hand you closed her mouth and continued to listen.

-I have liked you for a long time actually…And after seeing you with Y/N,I just had to let you know.(U)

You couldn’t quite understand yourself right now.It made you so mad she was confessing to him.I mean,she knew Midoriya was your boyfriend.Even if it wasn’t actually real and a plan,it still made you mad.

Uraraka got closer to Midoriya and reached out for his hand.

-Please say something.

You couldn’t help the jealousy you were feeling.Why were you jealous of Midoriya?

Mina started biting your hand so you let her go.

-Ouch!What are you doing?!

-SSH,be quiet!(M)

You rolled your eyes at this and continued watching them as the uncomfortable feeling took you over.You just wanted to go over there and…

-I’m sorry,I love Y/N.

…

What?

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jaegerbby · 6 months

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➳ persistence

--͙[katsuki bakugo x female! reader]-͙-

╰┈➤ word count; 8244

╰┈➤ rundown; katsuki sees you through rose coloured glasses, you're his best friend after all. little does he know, you would do anything to have him.

╰┈➤ caution; alcohol consumption (legal drinking age is 18 in my country), bakugo cheats on his gf, possessiveness, jealousy, dry humping, choking, cunninglingus, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, cum eating, belly bulge, size kink, virginity loss (mentions of blood), slight kaminari x yn, yn has small boobs.

not proof read !

katsuki has been yours forever.

well, he has been your best friend forever.

although, katsuki is oblivious to how near and dear you hold him to your heart and the things you would do to have him.

you were prone to running girls off even if it meant spewing some preposterous lie.

you would do it all if it meant being able to fawn over katsuki like he was more than your best friend.

you spend every moment that you can with him.

you thought he loved your company the same but katsuki tells you he lost his virginity and you realise he was seeking love elsewhere.

he smashes your heart into a million pieces with just a sentence.

you stick closer to him, you thought he would heal your broken heart although he was the reason for it.

but he does it again, he takes it and rips it apart because two months later, you find out katsuki has a girlfriend.

you try to break them up.

you really do. you make yourself an issue.

what girl is okay with their boyfriend constantly around his girl best friend. what girl would tolerate that?

katsuki's girlfriend.

you find that out the hard way.

you disrupt their plans but somehow she finds herself there.

you delete messages she sends and she blames it on the network. not katsuki! never him!

he misses countless calls when he is with you but she does not mind!

you drive yourself insane trying to get rid of her.

it seems like she is here to stay.

---

you are eighteen when alcohol is legal and a hot commodity.

when your friend group rents a beach house with the sole purpose of getting wasted.

you see katsuki as soon as you step into the hall. you smile, well almost.

"what the fuck are you wearing?" you furrow your brows at his irritated tone. you swear boys are suppose to like this.

"a bathing suit."

"your entire ass is out." he scowls.

"okay? who cares?"

they do care. they all have their eyes on you.

izuku swallows hard when you smile at him and shouto almost stops breathing when your hip brushes his. katsuki is stalking around the house like he wants to lay claim. like he is seconds away from pissing all over you.

it is on the tip of your tongue to tell him to worry about his girlfriend.

she comes downstairs a second later and is all over him. you are jealous. of course you are! he is letting her do all the things he should have given to you.

the alcohol is all you have to quell you over. when kaminari starts feeling you up, who are you to deny it? he is slurring words with his body flush to yours and katsuki seethes for the world to see.

"you're so pretty and your body." he whistles. you giggle in his face, your arms around his shoulders to press your breasts to his bare abdomen.

he is a good looking guy but he would never compare to katsuki. kaminari's hands trail lower, thumbing the fabric of your bathing suit.

you find katsuki whose jaw locks tighter the longer you are in kaminari's arms. whose knuckles have turned white from being wrapped in fists.

"i've wanted to fuck you for so long." he rasps, you can definitely feel his erection digging into your tummy.

you smile, your lips brushing his "then why haven't you?"

katsuki has had enough.

he yanks kaminari back by his hair and roughly shoves him into the wall. you wince.

"what the fuck, bakugo?" everyone though tipsy is alerted by the scene. katsuki is intimidating and as bad as you feel for kaminari you are stifling a grin behind your palms.

"do you want me to kill you?" katsuki nears him, smoke seems to blow out his nose like a raging bull.

"for what?" katsuki has only gotten bigger over the years, his abs flex as he breathes hard and his bicep swells when he reaches for kaminari.

you step in front of him and katsuki looks murderous as he glares at you.

"yn, move." you are all wide eyed and playing innocent.

"i won't let you hit him."

"you're choosing that dunce over me?" his brows tilt up. you do not say a word. "you let him touch you. you were asking him to fuck you."

it is exactly how you want it to go. his girlfriend furrows her brows. you do not know if it is the alcohol, anger or jealousy but katsuki does not care.

"katsuki." you hate the way his name sounds on her tongue.

"why do you care?" he tenses. she comes up to his side, pulling on his arm.

you want them to fight, you want to draw her to her breaking point and finally push her over the edge.

it should have happened years ago.

---

it is way into the morning, about 1:43 am. everyone is in the rooms, black out drunk and desperately needing to recuperate.

you are on your phone on the couch, still dressed in your bathing suit.

you sit up when katsuki walks down the stairs in a short sweatpants and a tshirt. his hair pushed back by a bando, one of yours he had taken years ago.

he settles right next to you, your feet pulled to your chest and facing him though he is staring at the blank screen of the tv.

"how'd you get her to quiet down?"

"there are men here and they think like men and you still wore that." really he wants to say, i'm a man. a filthy fucked up one that has longed to wreck the friendship between you.

his eyes meet yours looking at your features with so much softness before they lower to all the skin you have on display, your tits, your stomach, the scars and he knows the story for each one.

there are birthmarks he has never seen before, katsuki wants to know more, about you.

his eyes only grow darker, primal, everything in him wants you. he has for a long time.

you ignore his words "did you fuck her?" he scowls "i wouldn't fuck her and then come to you." you scoff.

katsuki's eyes trail to the curve of your cunt, barely covered by that scrap of fabric, the way you have your legs up only makes it more prominent.

"liar. over the last two years, you fucked her and now you're here." his eyes flicker to yours. you rest your phone on the cushion as you lean over to him, his tongue swiping over his lips when your bare ass comes into his view.

you straddle his lap, his legs spread and his bulge pressing into you immediately. his large hands find your hips, holding you as he thrusts up. his erection has you gasping. your hands find purchase in his fluffy blond hair.

you are still smaller than him, you have always been. your face nears his, you want to break down and cry.

"you're my best friend, suki, aren't you supposed to know my every want?" your hips grind into his, panting and mewling into his face, you have not done this before.

your cunt soaks through the thin fabric, it feels wet and slimy. your hips roll against him, why did his dick feel so good when it was not even inside you?

you do not want to stop, you want to do it all and now.

"i do."

"liar."

he thrusts up into your weeping slit and you whine as your body grows hotter. your eyes fixate on his, his hands grip your cheeks and they are so big you feel safe.

you feel like nothing can hurt you so long as he is around. you tilt your head to kiss the side of his palm.

"you want me to kiss you, you want me to touch you." he brings you close until your lips brush. he smells so good, he feels so good and right with you.

"you want me to fuck your little baby pussy that's rubbing on my cock so perfectly and make you mine." you nod your head, gripping onto him more. you have never heard him talk like that, never.

your head goes into a daze. "you want me, you've always wanted me."

"i know you." tears leak from your eyes and katsuki's lips part before he kisses you.

he kisses you and it far exceeds the countless times you dreamed about it. it feels more than fireworks and electricity, katsuki feels like love.

he feels like patience and understanding. katsuki kisses like you are all he needs and all he wants. he kisses with as much feeling as you have harboured for him in all your years of existence.

his lips languidly move along yours, thumb stroking your cheeks and keeping you close.

you practically melt into him more, your breasts flush to his chest, kissing him deeper as you hump his erection. he pulls away and you are breathless, his hands cupping the bare flesh of your ass to help you fuck yourself on him.

"tell me you didn't fuck some other guy." he winces, his forehead meeting yours.

hypocrite, selfish, unfair. that is what he is.

"i didn't." you concede, gripping his shoulders tighter.

"are you just... saying that cause i want to hear it?" you press your lips to his again and katsuki cups the back of your head to kiss you as deeply as he can. to sink his tongue in your mouth and claim it for himself.

your hands pull the strings on either side of your suit's bottoms, tugging it off before your cunt meets the fabric of his shorts and strands of slick coat it.

"fuck me. fuck me and you'll know."

he groans, reaching around you to untie your top.

"such a gorgeous girl." the praise is entirely unfamiliar, katsuki has never called you gorgeous.

"your pussy is so wet, baby. i can feel it already." his hands grope your breasts, tweaking at your nipples that sting with sensitivity. his hands trail over your sternum and squeeze the flesh of your hips.

they feel rough and calloused. like they have lived a life, one you have been there for every second of since he called your name.

your cunt soaks his shorts and leaves a wet patch on the grey fabric but you cannot stop humping him. not when it feels so good, not when your cunt is clenching and the friction is stimulating you.

"i can't wait to have this tight little hole stretched around me, can't wait to fuck you open and have you shaped to my cock. mine alone." his fingers thread through your hair.

"do it suki, please, please put it in." your naked body writhes against him, your hips rocking and stuttering,

you cannot help your moans or the way you are constantly biting on your lips. you are depraved and desperate but katsuki has ruined you from the moment you laid eyes on him.

tears trail down your cheeks from the overwhelming feeling between your legs, from the way he looks at and touches you.

"kat it's so big." you mewl, bowing your head and looking at the way your cunt rubs along him.

his rough fingertips find your clit and your jaw hangs as he rubs the bundle of stilted nerves. your face is in the crook of his neck, losing all composure.

"cunt's messy. i want you to cum for me." you whine, your hips grinding harder. hands knotted in his tshirt.

"are you close?" your thighs are locking up and your abdomen feels unbelievably tight, your pussy constantly clenches. "uh huh." his hand grips your throat to make you look at him. "i want to see it, i want to see your eyes roll back, your mouth water and how fucked out your face looks when your pussy is creaming."

your body bounces on his lap, lips parted as he presses your forehead to his. "suki, it feels good, you feel so good." a smile crosses his pretty face.

"yeah? getting yourself off on my cock feels good? nasty girl, you're rubbing your dripping little cunt on me and you're enjoying it." his mouth meets yours in a searing kiss. "i'm enjoying it too, no one compares to you, no one is as pretty or as perfect as you." he whispers, like the only one that matters is you.

your body halts, jerking still on his lap because he is stroking your clit like he has known your body forever. like this is all familiar.

your fingers wrap around his wrist and katsuki grips your throat a bit tighter. just as he expected, just like his daydreams, only ten times better, your eyes roll, drool drips from your pretty mouth and you are the most stunning when your body is overcome by an orgasm.

the first one he has seen from you. "that's it, fuck, baby, doing so well." you whine at the praise, his words itch a part of your brain you never knew about.

your cunt creaming and soaking his pants, there is a wet patch and a sticky mess between your legs. you want to be filled so badly.

you do not think you can function if he does not. you are panting before he releases your throat and you slump into his strong body. he pushes back your hair and holds you close to him, you are all sweaty and his body temperature only makes you hotter.

his hands rub and caress all over you, his chin on your head before he wraps you in a tight hug. "i need to see you like that again, look so fucking pretty." you swallow hard, that sounds so much like a promise for the future. one with you and him.

he kisses your forehead "do you want to have sex?"

you perk up, bobbing your head. "of course i want to."

you are surprised when he brushes your cheek and his expression is saddened.

"this isn't the only time, you know that?" you slowly nod your head. "if you want to wait, i will. we can take things slow."

katsuki, katsuki, katsuki, how could you ever want anyone else.

"i waited long enough. i really want you to fuck me, ki." his eyes grow hooded. he presses a soft peck to your lips before he shifts you off his lap.

he removes his tshirt to reveal full pecs, toned abs, and a deep v line. all things you have seen before. all things you have day dreamed about but you have never seen him right before he would fuck you.

you have never looked at him knowing he would be in your body.

katsuki's skin ripples in defined muscles, any where you look you would see it. his eyes meet yours and your bread hitches. a smile crossing his features softly. his arms rest on either side of your body, gaze flicking to your messy cunt as he leans closer.

his mouth presses to yours in a soft gentle kiss and you find yourself following him when he pulls away. his nose nuzzles yours. "let's go upstairs, i'll get a condom."

you tense. here you are stripped bare, for him to see, for him to touch and have and own the way you have always wanted.

she is upstairs, in his room while you are on the living room couch waiting to be fucked.

you cannot find it in yourself to care.

"what are you thinking about?" his forehead meets yours. his eyes are so red, so red that you want them to draw you in and never let you go. you want them forever, you want him.

"do you use condoms with her?" his brows draw together, he does not want to talk about her but he will answer every question you have.

"always." no hesitation, no dishonesty.

you are immature, especially when it comes to him. "i'm different to you. i'm not like her. right kat?"

katsuki wants to wrap you up in his arms and keep you from the world. he wants to keep you to himself. he should have done it from the start.

kat, ki, suki, they are all his, they are all yours and that is one of the many ways that shows how different you are.

he breathes a heavy breath "you're everything." your hands cup either side of his nape.

"then show me. you shouldn't want something between us." not when it’s me.

katsuki regrets that those words even came out of his mouth. his eyes flick over your features before his large palm is pressing on your chest. you lie back under the weight of his searing touch, under the weight of his heavy gaze.

his lips leave wet kisses to your cheek before he drifts lower. you whine when his tongue laves over your perked nipple. all hot and sticky with saliva. the rough pad of his thumb rolls the darkened flesh before he takes it back into his mouth and circles the bud with his tongue.

your legs jolt, although your bare skin meets katsuki's body. katsuki who is above you completely with his body between your legs. he is so close you cannot think, you can hardly breathe.

"when we were younger." he trails off, leaning closer to press his stiff bulge against your messy cunt. your fingers curl into your palms.

"i used to wonder how big these would get." his hands grope your chest, your breast that have not changed much, have not grown much.

"but i like them this way. so much." his hands are so big, they only make the mounds of flesh look smaller. as he touches and squeezes. as he flusters you.

"why?" your voice seems ten times harder to get out. his mouth covers yours, pressing deep and your eyes tightly close. you whine when he pulls back

"cause it gets me so fucking hard." his voice is rough, you want to hear it that way forever. your hips tilt up to press against him more, where his pants are already soaked with your cum.

katsuki groans before his mouth meets your stomach and he trails kisses down the soft flesh. the closer he gets to the dripping slit between your legs the more you tense.

"kat, wait." your hand reaches for his hair but your fingers keen into themselves when his tongue trails over your stiff clit. your back arches, lips parting.

"why should i? i waited long enough." you said the same and here katsuki is with his mouth over your cunt and amusement all over his face. you cannot look at him.

"it's weird!" his breath hits your soaking mess as he lightly laughs. your legs lift and your toes curl when his heated tongue glides through your opening in a languid stroke.

"tell me how weird it is that my mouth is on your pretty little pussy, that i'm finally getting to taste how sweet you are." your hands rest on your lips and you swallow hard.

katsuki leans in to lap at the cum and the slick that seems never ending. you can hardly keep your eyes open yet you look at him.

with his hooded eyes and you in his mouth. his fingers reach between your legs to pull your lips apart. to spread open your slit and your body jerks when he spits a thick ball of heady saliva into you.

the tip of his tongue glides through the mess before you feel it dipping inside you. your eyes widen and your entire body squirms. your hips rocking, you are not sure if you want to pull away or press more into him.

his strong hands hold your legs open and then he is shoving into you, until your eyes roll and his nose is nuzzled to your clit. your cunt squelches at the intrusion, gummy sticky walls pushed apart.

your fingers dig into the broadness of his shoulders "suki." you cry his name, it is so strange. to have something so foreign inside. to have someone's mouth much less their tongue there.

you are not quite prepared for him to move the wriggling muscle. no nothing could prepare you for the feeling of a tongue squirming inside your cunt and stroking your walls.

katsuki is fucking you with his tongue.

your hips jerk, and tears leak down your face without you realising. your hands tangle in his hair and all he does is press deeper and move faster.

your eyes meet his and you moan so disgustingly loud. his eyes are dark and they look mean. you can feel him everywhere. the muscles in your legs pulsate, he is sucking on you, he is eating you up and you grip his hair so tight because there are no coherent thoughts in your head.

the sounds fuck with you the most, the sounds are sloppy and sticky. the longer you hear it the more your brain turns to mush.

he will not stop, he will not give you a moment to breathe not as you moan and cry, not as you tug his hair or dig your nails into his scalp.

your cunt continuously clenches around the invasive muscle. your stomach feels unbelievably tight, "you're so gross." yet your hips are rocking, yet you are enjoying it. katsuki's tongue moves rougher and your eyes roll back so hard you are disoriented.

"ki, seriously! i'm gonna cum." your voice is watery and jumbled. you think he will stop, isn't he supposed to? but katsuki does not. no, not until you cream in his mouth and all over his face. your body jerks and tenses, you swear you are drooling and there are tears in your eyes.

you are already a mess, when his tongue slips out of your soaked hole you grit your teeth. your entire being is still stuttering with the aftershocks of your orgasm.

katsuki has liquid down his jaw and lips, some is even in his hair. he lies on top of you, his face close and his cock on your sensitive cunt. he is heavy, all you can feel is hard muscle and his skin as bare as yours.

"you taste like heaven, got the sweetest little pussy." he swipes at your tears and your legs fold on either side of him. "you're gross." he cocks his eyebrow "cause i want to eat your dripping cunt forever? or cause i want to drink up all the cum that comes out of it? which one makes me gross?"

you squeeze your eyes, it makes your heart feel all weird and your cunt throb. you wonder if he can feel it. if he can feel how hard you are pulsating all over.

"open those pretty eyes." his fingers grip your jaw and you whine. you are so flustered, you are so disoriented. katsuki spins you tight and messes up your head.

"all of it, katsu." you are a whimpering mess. you cannot think properly. not when you are naked, not when he is plastered to your skin. you want him inside of you. you want to know what it feels like so badly.

"katsu." he rolls the name around his tongue. you have not called him that in years. you have not called him that since you were kids.

he wonders what you then would say if she saw you now, if she knew how you would be. if she would be as angry as you are because he had been with someone else.

"take it off." you mutter, your hand cupping the hardness of his bulge. it is borderline painful. he has been hard since he sat next to you.

he swallows, sitting up to shove the restrictive material down. your body shifts on the couch as you see his length. long thick, the head a mixture of pink and brown. you have never seen one before.

his balls look heavy, you cannot help but wonder what they would feel like. in your hand, in your mouth. his fingers run across the short blonde pubic hair before he grips the base and squeezes, pre cum leaks from the tip.

he is quick to collect it and stroke it over the bluish veins along his shaft. his eyes meet yours, he looks at your expression. why do you look so in awe?

his defined muscles flex as he comes over you again. he crowds you into the corner of the couch, like he wants to keep you only for himself. only for his eyes.

your legs hook on his hips, his cock pressing into the flesh of your abdomen. he is so close, he is so close to being inside.

"how's it going to fit, ki?" you puff and the groan he lets out is bordering a loss of self control. he hesitates, will it fit? will all of this really fit in your tight little hole? where would it end in your body?

"we'll make it fit, right? tell me you'll make it fit, katsu." there it is again and he is losing his mind. what did you get out of calling him that besides ruining his head? he is already obsessed with you, did you want to make him psychotic too?

you are stripped naked with your cunt an inch away from his length practically begging him to stuff you so full you will ache. katsuki has lost it.

he tries to crack a smile but it is shaky, his thick fingers stroke between your slit and you sigh.

"yeah." it is so unsure, his voice cracks "we'll make it fit, i'll get it all in this cunt." his digits press into your walls, pushing passed the swollen flesh that seems to resist.

the gummy blood filled walls that make you so unbelievably tight. you gasp at the intrusion.

"just have to get this tight hole to loosen up." that seems easier said than done. why are you so tight? why do your walls grip him so viciously and hold him so close?

"fuck, baby. how am i supposed to stretch you out when you're so little?" his mouth meets yours, while his fingers slowly slip in and out of you.

he called you baby.

his mouth coaxes over yours, his lips gliding along yours like he was made for you.

your hips rock as he plunges his digits to his knuckles. everything he does feels good. he could look at you and you would still be this much of a mess.

your hand wraps around his length and katsuki's muscles flex. they flex and ripple, you wish you could see the way every single one contorts.

he grits his teeth, forehead rolling over yours, his jaw clenching before it hangs. he is so beautiful. his eyes lock on where you hold him. where the softness is so mind blowing, where your finger tips do not touch. where you are stroking his reddened cock the way he imagined.

it felt better, your slow, inexperienced strokes feel so much fucking better.

his fingers slam into you, palm grinding into your clit as he quickens his pace. your pussy sputters and wetness coats his digits. some splattering under the force of his movements.

your mouth drops in a moan, all breathy and pretty. "fucking pussy is in love with me. dripping all over, for me. such a loud nasty little cunt. who's it for?" your hand tightens around his base and drags along the length, enough to make him pant.

"you, katsu. it's yours, always been yours." your hips grind and fuck against him, legs spreading wider on instinct. you are so inviting. you are so perfect.

your eyes are barely staying open, your hand jerks his length. there is sweat on your skin. your chest heaving. he pulls his hand from your messy cunt, sticky strands connecting him to you before he collects the pre cum from his tip and presses it to your mouth.

your mouth opens to lap and suck and clean the liquid from his digits. your little hand growing more vigorous in your strokes, it only makes katsuki hump into the space between your fingers. "i want to fill you all over, i want to fuck you everywhere. this baby mouth, this vice pussy and this teasing little ass. i want to stuff your belly and holes with my cum. i want to cover you in it."

he is so nasty, he shoves into your mouth until you gag, until spit pools in your mouth and you drink it all down again. he cups your cheek and presses the sweetest kiss to your mouth, a soft wet smack filling the empty room.

katsuki is perfection incarnate.

he sits up on his knees, your hand slipping from his length as he grips your hips and pulls you lower. your legs spread and his cock resting on your abdomen.

his large hand spans out pressing his length against your flesh as he trails to the head. pre cum pools from the slit and katsuki's eyebrows bind together so tight. his jaw locks and his red eyes have gone black.

he is sizing you up. he is trying to figure out where exactly his cock is going to reach in you. you are breathless, you are a mess. katsuki has always been bigger than you.

he is lean muscle but they bulge so wide they make themselves present. he is all hard defined rivets in the planes of his skin.

"are you sure you want to do it?" his eyes lock with yours. why would he ask that like you would not say yes a million times?

"i am. i've never been more sure of something." i've never been more sure it's you. katsuki will always be the one. always.

"i want to have sex with you, i want you inside of me." he swallows hard. then his face relaxes, he looks so soft.

"tell me if it hurts. i'll stop if you want me to." he reaches down, leaning more over you as he strokes his length. his stiff cock bobs before his head is mushed into the sticky flesh of your pussy.

you gasp, looking at him breach your entrance. your slit slowly being pulled apart. katsuki was relaxed, he was but now his heart is beating out of his chest.

he has never had raw sex before. he has never been inside without a condom. you feel better than anything, even with a condom he is sure you would be better. you are better.

your pussy is warm and wet, so unbelievably wet. he does not know if your gummy walls are sucking on him or sucking him in, he thinks it might be both. he pushes in until the swollen flesh of his head is surrounded by your sticky hole.

you both let out laboured breaths. katsuki is inside you, he is inside of you and he cannot think. he wants to burn this moment into his brain and eye lids. he wants to think about this forever.

you feel so tight, warm and wet that katsuki feels like he will cum. he will cum and fill you up and he will want to do it again and again.

"how are you this good?" he grits his teeth. "your pussy keeps holding me, so tightly. how am i supposed to fuck you if you won't let me move?" he covers you, his face in front of yours, one hand cupping your throat and the other stroking your waist.

"rub your little clit for me and loosen up. you want my cock in you, right? you want me to fuck your cunt, don't you?" you whine, your hand reaching between your soft skin and his muscular flesh.

finding the stilted bundle of nerves and roughly rolling it. you cannot think, you cannot think at all. katsuki is inside of you and you are looking into his eyes.

how can you function?

"katsu, i want it so bad. i want you to fuck me so bad." your cunt gushes around him. you soak him again and again.

"yeah, want my cock to spread you open and fill up this pussy." he shoves in an inch more and you swear it sucks the life out of you.

"put it all in, please. i don't care if it hurts." he pants into your face, easing in more and more of his heady length. it feels like it goes on forever.

tears stream down your cheeks and your hand grips the back of his nape.

"such a good girl, pretty girl. you're doing so well." you whine, you want to cry and scream for him.

you are insanely tight and you are insanely hot.

you wrap around him and guzzle, you squeeze and you slurp him up.

katsuki cannot fuck you with a condom. he could never do it after feeling you like this.

"how much more is there, katsu?" your voice is as teary as your eyes. he brings your hand away from your clit to hold his nape. both of your hands intertwining before they lace in the spiky blonde strands near the base of his neck.

"a little more. breathe for me." and you do, you do as he anchors his hands on your hips. he slams into you so hard your cunt squelches, so hard your back arches off the couch and your voice pitches up into a broken cry of his name.

it is more than a little, you feel so stretched out, so pulled wide and filled to the brin. tears leak down your face

"it feels like." you trail off with dazed eyes "you're in my guts. no, my throat." katsuki pants above you

"i am." his voice is warbled. when you stare up at him in confusion, you follow where his gaze is locked. your entire body vibrates, there is a bulge in your stomach, there is a bulge where his cock is seated deep inside you.

your pussy tightens up around him so suddenly that katsuki hisses. "it's so deep, katsu." your head drops back onto the cushion, your legs hooking around his hips. his pelvis is flush to yours, he is buried inside you. he pulled you apart to shove himself inside.

you grip him so perfectly that katsuki feels like he will faint. he feels like he is blacking out.

"can you move?" you whine.

katsuki does not think he can.

he might just cum inside you this very moment.

he nods, leaning back to hold your legs open by the back of your knees. you lift yourself onto your elbows, both of you watching as he pulls out to just beneath his head, sticky strands of your slick covering his length and dripping from it before he slams straight to the base.

the bulge in your stomach appears again. you moan so loud, katsuki wants to hear it again and again.

you both watch him enter and exit you, watch him pound his heady cock into your walls. it feels so good your head is a mess.

he only fucks into you a few times, only makes a good few strokes before he stops.

"fuck you're bleeding. does it hurt?" his eyes are so filled with concern whilst yours only have lust.

you shake your head, "don't stop, katsu, don't stop."

your legs tighten around him, practically urging him to keep slamming the thickness of his cock inside of you.

"baby." he mutters unsurely, his fingers pressing into your skin.

"you got your answer, please keep fucking me. it feels so good." your head drops to the cushion as you grope your breasts. your nipples have never been this sensitive before. you want his mouth on them again. you tweak the buds as the gears turn in katsuki's head.

"you were a virgin." he breathes, you roll your hips. why won't he fuck you?

"fuck me, suki. harder." you whine and you jolt when he covers you. when your legs are pressed tight to your chest and his hand grips your throat. he presses down on the sides and when he really does fuck you, his thrusts are brutal and deep. he puts all of his weight into it as he fucks your pussy.

"does it feel that good, you want me pounding my cock into your freshly opened pussy?" you mewl, nails finding purchase in his back as you leave scratches down the ripples of muscle.

"you let me stretch out and pull apart your virgin cunt. you're bleeding all over my cock. that means you're mine." you nod, you bob your head with no hesitation.

"m'yours, yours." you babble as his cock is thrust into your walls. brushing your cervix and making you see stars. he slams so hard into you that there are wet smacking noises between your sexes. there are hard lashes of skin on skin.

his fingers hold your throat, you are so little under him he feels like he will crush it if he is not careful. your thighs tremble and your body jerks.

he is so heavy and he is so big and the way he feels sends your head into overdrive.

you are a spiralling mess. he huffs in your face, readjusting and you did not think he could go harder but he does.

he does and you shriek.

drool drips down your jaw and your eyes roll. you never thought it would feel that good.

you never really considered that a cock would warm you from the inside out.

katsuki's tongue laves over your tears and the whimper you let out drives him insane.

he is past the point of return.

every vein, ridge and bump on his cock is stroked by you. your cunt tries so hard to clamp down and keep him in until you have memorised them all, until you have taken his shape.

"why'd you keep this from me? all these years we could've been." he groans at the thought "we could've been fucking, i could've had you and this pussy from the start."

your legs tremble, barely perched on either side of his hips. your nails digging further in his skin to find your bearings. katsuki's hands are on you, he is in you. it feels like something out of a dream.

"i didn't keep it from you, i kept it for you." your words are forced out and broken, you can hardly speak with the constant pressure in your body.

"i used to think about you, about what i would do if you ever let me. i used to jerk off to you, all the fucking time." he grits his teeth, strokes growing more forceful, they hit deeper than before. they hit and caress every single spot inside you. "i rubbed my dick raw because i wanted you. why didn't you just tell me, baby? i would've given you it all. i'm giving you it all."

your fingers wrap around his wrist, he is so big. he is so big all over it makes you delirious. you are practically tugging his forearm closer to your chest.

"m'sorry, katsu." your eyes meet and katsuki breathes hard.

you look ditzy, you look downright brainless. he has never seen you like this, spit slicked lips, drooling and crying. getting filled with cock and becoming a fucked out mess.

this is his, this is his because no one else has seen it.

how can katsuki stay mad at you? how can he punish you for the past when you are giving him this?

he throbs inside you, he cannot seem to stop fucking you, he wants to do it forever. he wants to be wrapped up in the oasis between your pretty plush thighs forever.

you reach for his jaw, trembling fingers gracing the sharp perimeter. you want him close. you wonder how much closer you can get him than buried inside your cunt, than him prodding your cervix. than him nestled in your heart for years. you want him closer than that. he draws nearer, his nose nuzzling yours before soft pink lips meet yours.

"you're too good for me." you whine, his brows tilt up and he looks so pained. "but i can't handle seeing you with someone else." you shake your head.

oh never never never.

you have never wanted someone else.

you never will.

no one could ever compare to katsuki.

"i'm yours, only yours." you cry.

"yeah? you're mine, you'll always be mine and i'm yours." there is not an ounce of air in your body because he took it all. the shift of his hips is slow, it is slow and intentional.

he is yours. katsuki is yours. just as he is meant to be.

"promise?" you sound like the most precious thing ever.

you are. that is what you are.

"i swear, baby." your legs are jelly, they have lost all feeling. they shaking every time his thighs hit the back of yours. you cannot even stop them from spasming every once in a while. katsuki fucks hard, he gets deep and messes up everything.

he gets so deep your head is empty but so full. so full of him and the feeling. you feel everything ten times more.

your back arches "katsu, please." he hums, his hand rubs your little throat before he squeezes again. your jaw hangs. he is nasty. so nasty.

"what do you want?" his voice is baritone and love. his voice is what you want to hear the second you wake up and the minute before you fall asleep.

"you, just want you." you should not have said that, that seems to send katsuki far beyond a point he was trying so hard to avoid. the way he slams into you now is brutal, you feel the way your cunt clenches when he pulls out and the way he stretches you open all over again.

the bulge in your stomach is constantly reappearing. liquid drips from your slit down your ass and his balls. it splatters from your nasty union to the couch, to your skin and his. it froths up around his base until the blonde of his pubic hair is soaked. you bind him so tight in slick gummy walls, he does not think he will ever get this out of his head.

no he will remember this when he is at school, when he is supposed to be listening to lectures he will be hearing your messy cunt instead. he will hear the sopping noises your cunt makes when she is getting pounded.

when he is working out he will want you under him. katsuki will not be able to keep his hands off you after this.

he curses, fingers biting into your skin, he is over you completely. his forehead presses down on yours. he is gripping you so hard you swear it will bruise.

his finger marks will be on your skin and every one will know katsuki fucked you.

"ease up before i cum in you." katsuki's abs tense, they tighten up so much they hurt.

you puff into his face "you don't you want to?" cause you want him to. you want his seed spilled deep inside of you. you want your cunt creamed by him. you squeeze him so suddenly katsuki grunts.

"of course i fucking want to." his eyes narrow, sweat drips down his hairline. you did not realise how much he was sweating until his sticky skin glistens.

"i want to cum so deep in your pussy you'll never forget it. i want to fill you up and make you keep it in." his hips stutter and his movements grow sloppy. he is so close.

"then do it katsu, i need it. i need your cum." he whimpers. you have certainly never heard him like that before.

"you need it?" his voice is soft and the second you nod he sees white. his arms wrap around your waist to press you flush to him. his head drops to your chest and your hands stroke his hair as he pumps his hips.

deliberately and forceful.

you feel the weight of it more so. he groans into your chest, eyes tightly shut before his pelvis meets yours with no space between. where he is buried to the hilt.

his muscles spasm and your eyes roll when you feel his cock throb and vapid spurts are shot into you.

you feel like he paints your insides and it is so hot you are shaking. you can see the way his back ripples as he cums, the way he breathes heavy and feel his arms bulge as he holds you close.

you can make out reddened ears and blushing cheeks. your fingers thread through his hair, leaning into to press your nose to the crown of his head where blonde tuffs stick into the air.

his hips shallowly rock, pumping your pussy full of his seed and you tense as it leaks past the perimeter of his cock down your slit.

he shakily breathes before he wetly kisses up your sternum. you think all the air leaves your lungs when he kisses your lips.

"i love you."

you flinch when you hear it. there is absolutely no way he said that.

"you're just saying that cause you fucked me" you avoid him or you try to. it is hard to avoid a man that has his cock inside of you.

"no. i love you, i love you more than you know. and i'm sorry i fucked up. i'm sorry i took so long to say it." he tries to pacify you but you are stubborn.

you think you just might cry.

"can you take it out?" katsuki's face contorts but you have no clue what his expression means. he slowly straightens up, his hands cupping beneath your knees.

when he pulls out, his cum leaks from you. you wince from the feeling but katsuki loves the sight. he thinks filling you with his cum is the greatest thing he has ever done.

he regrets not doing it sooner.

you reach for his shirt once he is off of you. you tug the material over your body, you cannot help but lift it to your nose and inhale his scent. katsuki should have been yours. he was always meant to be yours so why did he find you so late when you were there all along?

katsuki smells like all the years and memories you shared with him. katsuki smells like love and comfort.

he notices you nuzzling his shirt and he swears there is nothing as precious as you. he pulls his shorts up.

you stand slowly, gritting your teeth. "it's dripping." katsuki needs you to be quiet before he gets hard again.

he needs you to be quiet before he makes you spread your legs so he can get his mouth on your cunt again. so he can drink all the cum he filled your pussy with and stuff you full with more.

he reaches for your hand, softly stroking it with his thumb. "c'mon."

"where?" you remain still despite him trying to pull you along with him.

"to my room."

katsuki feels his heart drop when you yank your hand away.

"your stupid girlfriend is up there." you roll of your eyes. katsuki was just inside you, he came inside you. all the remnants are leaking down your thighs and you are acting like that?

his brows knit in frustration and although you like to act as though katsuki can never move you, truth is, he can. he grips your wrist and pulls you up the stairs with no issue.

even as you protest. you try to argue as quietly as possible because the last thing you want is to alert everyone in the house.

"katsuki, are you crazy?" he shoves open the door and once you are inside he locks it.

"katsuki?" he stares at you incredulously, "what happened to katsu? what happened between then and now for you to act like this?"

and you are crying, you look so miserable. he thinks you look too cute for your own good but he wants to curb your tears instantly.

"she's still your girlfriend." you brokenly say.

"i broke up with her. i wouldn't do that to you, i wouldn't sleep with you while i was with someone else. we had sex because i'm yours okay? i always have been."

katsuki aches to pull you close, to wipe your tears.

"she's leaving in the morning. it's just you and me. it should've been like that from the start." he cannot take it anymore, he pulls you into his chest. you who fits into him so perfectly, you were made for him and him for you. he sees that now.

"i know i don't deserve it, i don't deserve you but can you say i love you?"

you brokenly sob, "i love you, i love you. i love you, katsu. love you so much." you cry like those words were waiting for an opportunity to escape. to finally be in the world.

katsuki is yours, just like you wanted.

can you tell i love him sm sm

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Bakugou x reader Touch Chapter IV

Chapter IV, here we gooooo!

This one is the longest by far, I enjoyed making sleepy time moments too much, so i hope you enjoy!

Things get a little heated (In more ways than one) so prepare yourselves!

I’m going to also make a Taglist, so if you’d like to be tagged in the next updates, let me know!

Chapter I: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-i/kp732lg6s4sa

Chapter II: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-ii/hyxe2pvcq9j1

Chapter III: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-iii/0jf06k7vm5jr

The both of you curled up into the bed together.

You looked at the boy who laid next to you, his hands behind his head as he looked up at the ceiling, your cheeks dusted pink, “The longer I lay here, the longer I feel like this isn’t such a great idea.” You mumbled.

Bakugou side eyed you, “It’s too late now.” He said.

You hummed and snuggled closer into the pillow, “Guess you’re right.” You said.

Bakugou turned his head to look at you his eyes burning into you.

Trying your hardest to ignore the burning look, you glared into the pillow, “I can feel your eyes on me, what do you want?” you asked.

Bakugou huffed, “Nothing.” He said turning his head away.

You grumbled, your cheeks reddening, “Jesus, face the other way.” You said.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow at you, “What? Why?” he asked.

You glared at him, “Just do it.” You said.

The boy huffed and turned over onto his side, facing towards the room and his back to you.

Soon he felt you moving closer to him, gripping his shirt a little bit.

Bakugou went to look over his shoulder at you, “What happened to keep hands to yourself?” he asked.

You flushed, “Just shut up, you’re the one that needs the closure.” You mumble.

Bakugou huffed, and after a few minutes he felt a little more frustrated.

With a grumble, the boy shifted, and turned on his side, now with his chest facing you.

You flushed completely red, “W-what’re you doing?” you asked.

Bakugou huffed, “Just shut up and go to sleep.” He said.

You pouted, giving up and gripping his shirt again.

Soon you felt Bakugou’s breathing even out to a slow and steady pace, he was falling asleep.

Closing your eyes, you felt Bakugou’s hand come up to your hair, his fingers going through your locks.

The feeling making your heart jump, but also making you relax into his touch.

You leet out a comfortable sigh and slowly slipped away into sleep.

Hearing a loud ringtone, you grumbled, reaching over to the loud familiar tune.

Grabbing the phone you pressed the big green button, that you saw through a tiny crack between your eyelids.

You put the phone to your ear, “Hello?” you grumbled out tiredly.

A loud and cheerful voice rang through in response, “(Y/n)! Did I wake you up?” it said.

Your eyes shot open a bit more through the grogginess, “Tetsu?” you groaned. “What time is it?”

The boy hummed, “Like…27 past 8? I think?” he asked, unsure himself.

You glared at the phone, “Why’re you calling my at 8:30 AM?” you asked, irritation clear in your voice.

Tetsutetsu laughed on the other end, “Sorry, sorry, wanted to see if you wanted to go on a run with me?” he asked.

You snuggled into the warmth of the bed, “Mmm, tempting, but I’ll run later, I’m too warm in bed right now.” You said.

Taking in more of your surroundings, you looked up to see that you were faced to face with Bakugou, his red eyes looking at you with irritation.

You suddenly were now wide eyed, Tetsutetsu’s chatter of understandings far in the background.

Bakugou clicked his tongue, “Too noisy.” He said.

As Bakugou took your phone you grabbed his wrist and pulled yourself up to call into the phone, “Sorry, Tetsu! I’ll talk to you later!”

Bakugou pulled the phone further away from you, “Let go so I can hang up!” he shouted.

“(Y/n)? Who else is in your room with you?” you heard from your phone.

You blushed, “No one! I’ll explain later!” you called again.

Bakugou growled, “Enough!” He grunted and moved his thumb to the hung up button.

You reached out, “Bakugou!” you yelled.

But with that, the phone was hung up.

You groaned as you slumped forward, practically laying across Bakugou’s torso.

Glaring, you lifted yourself up to face him, “What was that for?” you asked.

The boy huffed and shrugged, “You were being too noisy for this time in the morning.” He said.

You sighed, “I was telling him that, you could’ve at least let me say goodbye properly.” You said, pouting.

Bakugou huffed again, “Whatever. Just go back to sleep.” He said.

He turned on his side, making you flip with him, your face back into his chest, just like last night.

You grumbled in protest, but the blonde just sighed as he rubbed his face back into the pillow.

He was still really tired, you guys were up a little later than what he was used to, so you guess it was only natural for him to be extra tired.

You felt tiredness and comfort fog your mind as well, yawning a little.

The boy looked down at you, “Knew you were still tired.” He said with a smug grin.

You pouted and reached up, pinching his cheek, “I never denied that I was tired. If anything, I admitted to being tired, you dummy.” You said.

Bakugou winced at your pinch, taking your hand off his cheek and sighing, “Just go to sleep already, for the love of God.” He mumbled.

He guided your hand to wrap around his neck, making you hug him as he wrapped his own arm around your waist.

You hummed in the hold, trying to ignore the heat that was crawling up your neck and smothering your cheeks.

But even though you were a little embarrassed, you couldn’t deny how comfortable you were.

Shifting to get closer and bring yourself up higher, Bakugou’s grip tightened slightly, bringing you closer as well, till you were cuddling into his shoulder.

You rested against him, “Just I little longer.” You whispered, mainly to yourself.

But Bakugou’s hum in response vibrated out through his chest, making you chuckle a little.

A few hours later you cracked open your eyes, forcing yourself to wake and leave the dreamland that your consciousness didn’t want to let go of.

You looked up to see Bakugou’s sleeping face, trying not to laugh at the small bit of drool escaping the edge of his mouth.

He was completely out cold.

Lifting yourself out of your snuggly spot in the crook of his neck, you realized that you had managed to completely engulf the upper body of boy.

Your arms were wrapped around his neck and your legs were trapping his waist to your torso.

He continued to have one arm tightly wrapped around your waist, while the other one was under and scooping around your shoulders, bringing you close.

You blushed, this was a ridiculous hold to be in with someone unless you were romantically involved.

Trying to get out of the embarrassing embrace, and maybe find your pants before Bakugou woke up, you accidentally stirred the sleeping boy.

His grip brough you back to his shoulder, “What’re you doing?” he asked groggily.

You lifted your head to look at him, “Time to wake up.” You said.

Bakugou groaned, “Screw being awake.” He said, taking a hand back from you and rubbing his face.

You chuckled, “I feel the same, but it’s not good to sleep the whole day away.” You said.

Bakugou groaned again in response.

You lifted yourself up, unravelling each other, you managed to stretch your arms into the air, your shoulders popping and cracking.

You sighed in relief, “It always felt good to crack your shoulders after a good sleep.” You mumbled.

Bakugou yawned, “Slept well?” he asked.

You looked to him a snickered, “Probably not as well as you, Mister Drool.” You teased, reaching over to wipe up the drying drool line on the corner of his mouth.

Bakugou lifted an eyebrow, “Oh yeah? Says the one who kept smothering me last night. Almost thought you weren’t going to be satisfied till you were under my skin.” He grinned.

You laughed, “Oh yeah? This coming from the one who was holding me so close?” you teased.

You both grinned at each other, enjoying the light teasing.

But a loud knock brought you both out of your moment.

You flushed pink, bringing the blanket closer to yourself.

This felt like deja’vu.

Bakugou growled, “What!?” he yelled.

Kaminari was sobbing against the door, “Bakugou! Help us!” he cried.

You could also hear the sobbing in Kirishima’s voice too, “We don’t understand the homework!” he also cried.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, “The homework that’s due TOMORROW?” he yelled.

You could almost see the sobbing messes nodding from behind the door.

They sniffled, “Help us!” they cried.

Bakugou growled and got up from the bed, stomping towards the door.

Your eyes widened as you chased after him, grabbing his shirt to stop him as he grabbed the door handle.

The boy looked to you with surprise, “What’re you doing?” he asked.

You were flushed pink, “What am I doing? What’re you doing? You can’t open the door while I’m here like this!” you whispered.

Bakugou blinked and looked down at your frame.

Only now realizing why you were blushing as you held onto his shirt while also pulling your own shirt down, in an attempt to cover up your underwear.

Bakugou flushed and bashed his head into the door, “Come back later!!” he shouted.

You jumped a little at the loudness, you could only assume the boys on the other side of the door did the same.

As the boys eventually agreed to see Bakugou later, you could see Bakugou’s ears glowing pink.

He glanced at you over his shoulder, using his hand to cover half his face, “Get dressed already.” He said.

Things were comfortably routine now.

You and Bakugou were only separated a few times throughout the days.

During bathroom breaks and bathing, doing hero training, sometimes during lunch and sometimes just randomly during the day.

It didn’t take long for some of the girls to catch on to the fact that you and Bakugou shared a room every night, thankfully after you reminded them of the situation, did they settle down with their crazy fantasies.

You also eventually managed to explain to Aizawa a little about the sleeping situation.

Unwillingly.

He unfortunately caught you and the blonde boy one time sneaking out of Bakugou’s room.

He wasn’t happy at first, but sighed and mentioned that he knew we weren’t dumb and were only doing this because of the quirk effecting Bakugo but warned that the minute rumours spread about anything….overly intimate going on, he would shut down the whole sleeping arrangement.

It was a good thing the boys were a little on the…clueless side.

But thanks to all that, a week had gone by, and you and Bakugou had slid into this new routine with ease.

It just felt natural at this point.

But you couldn’t help but still have your worries over it.

You yawned as Bakugou studied, “Come on, Bakugou, we were assigned this stupid homework TODAY, why do you have to do it now?” you groaned.

Bakugou huffed, “Just shut up and let me work.” He said.

You groaned, “Today’s training was the worst, it didn’t help that Tetsu dragged me out early this morning to go running with him.” You complained.

Bakugou glared over his shoulder, “Again with that stupid metal brained idiot, you should just stop listening to his stupid requests.” He spat.

You glared, “Leave him alone, he’s just trying to help me out.” You fought back.

Bakugou glared at you a little longer then went back to his work, “Whatever.” He huffed.

You rolled your eyes, “I’m going to sleep, don’t stay up too late, okay?” you asked.

Bakugou waved a hand over his shoulder, “Do what you want, I’ll be there when I’m done.” He said.

You sighed, too tired to argue any further.

You curled up into the bed, facing yourself close to the wall.

It didn’t take long for Bakugou to finish up, but by the time he did, you were already asleep.

As he packed up and turned off everything, he looked at you as you laid asleep.

Sighing he lifted the blanket to slide into bed, you stirred a little, your eyes cracking open for a slight moment, as you unconsciously moved with Bakugou, so that the two of you could lay in a comfortable embrace.

With a yawn it didn’t take long for Bakugou to also fall asleep.

Waking up, Bakugou felt a weight on him.

It wasn’t uncomfortable, just odd.

Cracking his eye open his vision was clouded by messy hair.

You had sprawled yourself on top of him, snuggling into his shirt, breathing heavily as you were deeply asleep.

Bakugou moved his hand away from your bare thigh to grab his alarm, turning it to look at the time.

It was the middle of the night.

Bakugou groaned, content to go back to sleep, but in moving his alarm away, he shifted too much.

You hummed and rested your chin up on his chest, barely able to keep your eyes open, “What time is it?” You yawned, sitting up to straddle the boy and rub your eyes as you stretched a little.

Bakugou took this opportunity to stretch his arms also, “Late. Go back to sleep.” He said.

You nodded in your half-asleep state, crawling back down to Bakugou, snuggling into the crook of his neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

Bakugou sighed, “You’re more obedient when you’re half asleep.” He mumbled.

You hummed in response, snuggling into him, “I’m not too heavy?” You mumbled.

Bakugou shook his head, “Nah, it’s fine, it’s comfortable.” He responded.

You nodded, “I like cuddling you.” You mumbled again.

Bakugou scoffed, but his cheeks tinted pink, “And you’re honest like this.” He said.

You tugged at his shirt, “I want to wear your shirt.” You said.

Bakugou looked to you, “What for?” He asked.

You shrugged and looked up at him, “I can’t?” You asked.

Bakugou blushes and grumbled, “Fine.” He said.

You leaned back up, and Bakugou slid his shirt off handing it to you.

You smiled and hugged it, soon sliding your shirt up.

Bakugou looked away just in time for you to throw your shirt to the other side of the room.

Bakugou watched it, “Way more honest.” He grumbled.

You settled back down on Bakugou like you were previously, “Tell anyone and I’ll kill you.” You hummed.

Bakugou scoffed, “Who would I tell?” He said, arms back around you.

You shrugged, “I just don’t want anything bad to happen.” You hummed.

Bakugou knitted his eyebrows together and looked down at you, “What do you mean?” He asked.

You went quiet and Bakugou was met with nothing but the faint sounds of your deep breathing.

You were back asleep.

Bakugou grumbled, curiosity egging at him.

But soon he matched your breathing and gave in to your warmth.

After a couple more hours of sleep, knocking was once again heard at Bakugou’s door.

You groaned into Bakugou’s chest, “Noooo…” you grumble. “Tell them to fuck off.”

Bakugou shifted in his sleepy state, “Fuck off!” he yelled.

You started to laugh, “Thank you.” You said.

Bakugou grinned, “Whatever.” He said as he stroked your head.

Knocking was heard again, “Bakugou! Come here a sec! we heard some real juicy gossip!” Kaminari called through the door.

You sat up and glared at the door, “We’ve been getting too many visitors since we started sharing rooms.” You said.

Bakugou looked up at you as you straddled him, “Tell me about it.” He said.

But as you were glaring at the door, Bakugou couldn’t take his eyes off you.

Seeing you on top of him like this, wearing his shirt, no pants, with his hands on either side of your bare thighs, like it was nothing.

He blushed a little as you smiled down at him, “Your fan club awaits.” You joked.

Bakugou hummed, but didn’t move, he kept his eyes on you.

You blinked down at him, “Bakugou? You awake in there?” you asked.

But as Bakugou was staring at you, he couldn’t help but move his hands a little more, sliding them up to your hips.

You blushed, your hands shooting to his, “W-what’re you doing, dummy?” you stuttered.

Bakugou leaned up, his mouth going to your ear, “Just ignore them.” He said.

You flushed completely red at feeling his breath on your ear.

you flinched as you felt his hands wonder again, “W-wait…!” you mumbled.

Bakugou sighed, “My shirt suits you.” He whispered.

Your mouth couldn’t form any words, what was happening?

His hands were sliding under his shirt that you wore, his warm hands going to your waist.

You put your hands on his chest to settle yourself and to catch your breath, your heart might as well have been running a marathon at this point.

The way his hands moved, the way his voice sounded and his breath on your ear, it made you all so dizzy.

He was being too…erotic.

You flinched at feeling Bakugou snuggle his face into your neck, his hot breath on the sensitive skin, it made you accidentally let a squeak escape past your lips.

Bakugou pulled back and grinned at you, “What was that?” he asked teasingly.

You looked down at him, “S-shut up, I can’t take this for much longer, idiot.” You mumbled.

Bakugou’s face flushed pink at the sight of your flustered form, “What happens when you can’t take anymore?” he asked suggestively.

Your breath hitched, “I-I…” you stuttered again, this was too much, way too much for something so out of the blue.

You kept your eyes on Bakugou’s, who was seemingly getting closer to you.

You couldn’t help but lean in also.

But just as you were both inches apart, even more loud banging was heard at the door, “Bakugou!! Don’t ignore us!!”

Bakugou glared off to the side, “Fucking idiots, they never know when to quit.” He growled.

You shivered, hugging Bakugou, you retreated into his neck, shaking.

Bakugou sighed and wrapped his arms around you, bringing you with him as he went to the door.

He put you down on your feet, motioning you to stay behind him as he opened the door.

He glared at the boys, “What the hell do you assholes want?” he growled.

Kaminari and Mineta were there, grins plastered on their faces, “What took so long to answer?” they asked suggestively.

Bakugou glared fiercely at them, “Sleeping, what else?” he spat.

Kirishima sighed, “Sorry man, they heard, well, a rumour and insisted to come by and confirm it with you.” He explained.

Bakugou could feel your frame against him, your embarrassment warm against his skin.

He was reminded to keep the door open only a fraction, “Get it out, before I rip it out of you.”

Mineta smirked, “I heard that you’ve been sharing your room with one of the girls~” He creepily sang.

He felt you go stiff behind him, “You think I care what you’re all talking about?” he huffed.

Kaminari chuckled, “You and (y/n) are under that quirk accident, right? Surely, you’d both end up sleeping, in the same bed, at least once, right?” he asked.

Mineta was drooling, “Give us all the juicy details!” he demanded.

Bakugou glared at him, “It’s none of your business!” he yelled. The boy looked to Kirishima, “Would you get these two away from me before I end up blasting their faces off?”

But Kirishima was completely frozen, his eyes glued to something that he spotted through the crack in Bakugou’s door.

Kirishima blinked, but couldn’t seem to form any words.

The two other boys followed Kirishima’s stare, and they both grinned while blushing, “What do you call that?” they asked.

Bakugou followed their stairs, your shirt was in plain sight on the floor, along with the pyjama bottoms you attempted to sleep with last night.

Bakugou growled and closed the door more, “None of your business!” he yelled.

Mineta chuckled to himself, “That’s alright, we can just ask (y/n)! maybe she’d be more willing to-”

Kaminari looked to Mineta, “Wait, Mineta, I don’t think-” he tried to say.

But Bakugou had his hands on Mineta before either one could finish their sentences.

He brought the small boy up to his face by the collar of his shirt, glaring deep murderous intent at the grape, “If you even think of harassing (y/n), I’ll make you regret the day you were born.” He threatened.

The boy turned white with fear, his soul leaving his body.

Bakugou dropped him, and turned back for his room, “Now fuck off, before you piss me off even more.” He said, slamming the door behind him.

The electric boy and red-haired boy looked to the grape, “Yeah, you deserved that.” They both said.

Bakugou sighed as he rubbed his face with frustration, “For fucks sake..” he grumbled.

He felt a light tug on his pants, looking up he saw you looking up at him, with a sorrowful face.

You knitted your eyebrows together, “I’m sorry.” You mumbled.

The boy grumbled and brought your head to his chest, “You didn’t do anything. They’re just a bunch of idiots.” He said. “If they say or do anything bad, shove it up their assess and make them regret it.”

You laughed, “Yes, sir.” You said.

Your phone started to go off and you imminently ran over to answer it, “Hello? Oh, hey Tetsu!” you called.

At hearing the name, Bakugou glared.

You smiled ear to ear, “You know what, I could really use that! Thanks! What time should I meet you?...Got it, I’ll see you there!” you said happily.

After hanging up the phone you turned to Bakugou, “Tetsu’s going to stop by, he wants to train together a little at the gym.” You said.

Bakugou looked away, still glaring, “Good for you.” He spat.

You smiled, “Common, Kirishima is apparently going too, so the four of us will have a blast.” You said.

Bakugou turned away and started to go through his clothes, “Sounds like a delight.” He said sarcastically.

But even with his snarky remarks and glares, he came along with you anyways.

You all went to get lunch together first, the four of you chatting and getting along.

At least that’s what you wanted to believe, Bakugou was being sharper and snarkier than you would’ve liked, considering Tetsutetsu hadn’t gotten to know Bakugou much.

You sighed, Kirishima and you both covering up for him whenever was necessary.

While at the gym you all started off together, but you slowly broke off into partners, you were with Tetsutetsu, and Kirishima was with Bakugou.

Bakugou glared over at you and Tetsutetsu who laughed together, mumbling under his breath.

Kirishima smirked, “Come on, Bakugou, chill out.” He said.

Bakugou huffed, “I am.” He said.

Kirishima laughed, “Dude, you haven’t let (y/n) out of your sight since Tetsutetsu showed up. They’re just close friends, you don’t have to worry about it.” He said.

Bakugou sharply looked to Kirishima, “Why the hell would I be worried? I’m not worried. She can do whatever the hell she wants.” He glared over. “Even if its being with that stupid hunk of scrap metal.”

Kirishima shook his head, “Sure.” He said, not believing him for one single second.

You laughed with Tetsutetsu, “God, sometimes it just feels good to go to the gym, working on the body can definitely be therapeutic.” You sighed.

The metal boy grinned, “Couldn’t agree more!” he snickered. “Remember when we first went to the gym?”

You looked to him, “Oh god, we were so nervous! Being surrounded by so many people who knew what they were doing, we only stuck to a few machines and left after an hour!” you laughed.

Tetsutetsu laughed, “Right!” he soon glanced away and then back at you. “Say, what’s the deal with you and Bakugou?” he asked.

Your cheeks tinted a hint of pink, “Just the same as usual, you know all about it.” You said.

Tetsutetsu nodded, “Yeah, right, but you both seem a little…on edge?” he asked.

You stopped your exercise of choice and looked to him, “What do you mean?” you asked.

The boy rubbed the back of his neck, a small blush on his cheeks, “You guys just seem a little…closer? As in, when couples start to hit a certain…stage?” he suggested.

You blinked at him, and then flushed, “W-well…” you stuttered.

Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened, “I knew it! What happened?” he asked.

You blushed and continued your exercise, “I don’t know, last night I was half asleep and basically stole his shirt-actually no, I asked for it and he gave it to me! But then this morning we were just…attached to each other, like we usually are…kind of…and then things got a little…” you flushed. “Heated…”

Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened along with his blush, “Huh!?” he shouted.

You leaned over to cover his mouth, “Hush! Not so loud!” you yelled. “It wasn’t that big of a thing, it’s just…things were going in a certain direction, to the point where I’m not sure what would’ve happened if we weren’t interrupted?” you explained.

Tetsutetsu rubbed the back of his head, “Well, I’m obviously not really good with things like this, but maybe you guys should…talk?” he suggested.

You sighed, “What exactly do we talk about?” you asked.

He half smiled, “Your feelings for each other?” he asked.

You froze, “What?” you asked. Soon a flush covered you, “I-I don’t, he doesn’t, it’s just the quirk, it’s not like-!”

But you couldn’t make sense of it.

The conditions of the quirk were only for you to have skin contact with each other while also being in his presence.

Even in the beginning, it didn’t take much.

You both even settled into a routine were you knew he didn’t really need you around constantly, you both even proved it.

But, even though you both could be apart, it was never for long, and even though you knew Bakugou could go a certain amount of time without you, he was always there.

You never actually felt that you wanted to be apart from him, or even second guess the touches anymore.

Your eyes widened, “Shit.” You cursed.

It’s like you subconsciously knew, you had previously admitted to yourself that you were attracted to Bakugou, but you didn’t really think that anything would come of it.

But it was only a matter of time before you couldn’t deny it anymore.

You had feelings for Bakugou.

You loved him.

Your face went red and you backed up slowly, “Wait-I..no-”

But you were cut off by tripping over some equipment.

Tetsutetsu reached out for you, “(Y/n)!” he shouted in panic.

The sound of his voice and the sound of you both hitting the ground was so loud, everyone in the gym stopped to look over.

Even Bakugou and Kirishima.

The boys came over, “Whoa, are you guys alright?” Kirishima asked.

But as Bakugou looked at the two of you, fury clouded his eyes.

Mid fall Tetsutetsu covered your fall for you, so you were on top of him, your butt in the air as your face was in his neck, and his arms wrapped around you.

You turned back, your face still red, “We’re fine-”

But you were yanked to your feet, “What the hell are you doing!?” Bakugou yelled in your face.

You were started by this, “What the hell? I fell over and-” you shook your head. “Wait a second, don’t scream at me like that, it was an accident.”

Bakugou glared daggers at you, “A little accident that had you pressed snuggly against Metal Head!” he yelled.

You glared backed, “Stop yelling at me! I fell, and he caught me, you got an issue with that?” you yelled back.

Bakugou scoffed, “Damn straight I do!” he said.

Kirishima came over, “Guys, cool it, you’re in public!” he said.

The both of you looked around, Bakugou scoffing, “I’m out of here.” He said.

You groaned, “Bakugou, wait!” you called. You turned to the two boys, “Sorry, I’ll text you guys later.” You said and chased after Bakugou.

You followed him all the way to his dorm, banging on his door, “Bakugou! Open the door!” you demanded.

Some of the others were crowding around to watch the scene, but they were the last of your worries at the moment.

You continued to bang your fist, “I mean it!” you called.

Bakugou flung the door open, “Not with Metal Mouth, huh?” he spat as he turned to walk back to his room.

You stormed in and slammed the door behind you, “You’ve got five minutes to explain what the hell was with you!” you yelled.

Bakugou glared, “You want to make a scene like that, with that shit, go right ahead!” he growled.

You groaned, “Jesus Christ, we’re not getting anywhere! Just tell me why you’re so upset!” you said.

Bakugou turned away, “I couldn’t care less.” He huffed.

You gaped, “Your attitude says otherwise.” You sighed. “Why is it that every time Tetsu gets brought up, your whole attitude changes?”

Bakugou glared, “You practically throw yourself at the guy, it’s disgusting.” He spat.

You glared, “The hell I do, for crying out loud, he’s my friend! He’s my Kirishima!” you defended.

Bakugou huffed, “I don’t throw myself at Kirishima and have him spin me around like a child.” He said.

You visualised that, if you weren’t so mad, you might’ve laughed.

You shrugged your shoulders, “So, what? You get to control who I’m affectionate to? You going to tell me that I can’t hug Kirishima anymore? Or Sero? Hell, maybe even Mina? Tsuyu? Jirou? I could name them all!” you fought.

Bakugou groaned, “That’s not what I mean, just fuck off!” he yelled.

You flinched, “Don’t tell me to-”

Bakugou slammed his fist into the wall, “Fuck off! I don’t want your ugly face around here!” he said.

You flinched, your anger shrivelled away, “Take it back.” You said.

Bakugou turned to you, “Like hell I will-” his eyes widened at your face.

You glared at him, tears threatening to fall.

Your hands, that were bawled into fist, shaking, “Take…it back.” You repeated.

Bakugou glared down at the ground, “Just go away.” He sighed.

You refused to move, “No.” you spat.

Bakugou looked back up at you, “Why won’t you just leave me alone!?” he yelled.

Your tears finally spilled over, “Because it’s you!!!” you yelled.

Bakugou froze.

As your tears started to flow, you sobbed into your hands, ferociously wiping at them, “I won’t leave. The minute I leave, things will be different with us.” You sniffled. “I don’t want that to happen. I wont let it happen.” You hiccupped. “So I’m going to keep my ugly face right here. I’m not leaving, I won’t.”

Bakugou sighed, and slowly walked over to you, you refused to look up at him.

A gasp escaping you as Bakugou pulled you to his chest, one hand on your arm and the other on your head.

He leaned his head down, “I take it back, okay? So, stop crying.” He said.

Your eyes filled with more tears, “Don’t tell me what to do…” your voice cracking as you sobbed harder, gripping onto his jumper he had thrown on.

Bakugou held you tighter, “Cry baby.” He mumbled, but he didn’t let go of you till you stopped crying.

After some time where you were just sniffling into Bakugou’s jumper, too embarrassed to look at him.

Bakugou patted your head, “You done?” he asked.

You nodded against him, not trusting your voice.

Bakugou smiled to himself, “You get my jumper all messed up?” he asked sarcastically.

You sniffled, “You deserved it.” You said with a croaky voice.

The boy huffed out a laugh, “Fair enough.” He said. He thought for a moment, “Feel better?”

You huffed, “Yes…and you?” you asked.

It felt like a little stab, but Bakugou knew he deserved it, “Yeah.” He said.

After a few more minutes of standing and hugging, Bakugou pulled back to look down at you, “Go take a shower. Want to come back here or go to your room?” at your silence, the boy rubbed the back of his neck. “Or do you want to be alone?”

You shook your head immediately.

The boy snickered and brought his forehead down to the top of your head, “Go take a shower, and meet me back here, okay?” he said.

You nodded, “Okay.” You said.

As you were told, you went to the girl’s bathroom, took a shower, making sure to wash your face with cold water.

And after changing into warm clothes, you went back to Bakugou’s room, the boy freshly out of the bath as well.

You curled yourself on his desk chair, your face buried in your knees as you hugged them to your chest.

Bakugou sat across from you on his bed, “Sure you don’t want to be alone?” he asked.

You shook your head, “I’m fine.” You said.

Bakugou sighed, “What do you want?” he asked.

You looked up at him, “Close your eyes for a bit.” You said.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, “Huh?” he said in confusion.

You glared, “Just don’t look for a minute.” You said.

The boy sighed and closed his eyes.

You got up from the chair, “Don’t you dare peek.” You said.

The boy nodded, “Yeah, yeah.” He said.

He could hear you rustling around, and then the creak of his chair told him you were back in his desk chair, “You can open them.” He heard you mumble.

Bakugou opened his eyes, you were back as you were, hiding your face in your knees, but this time you were in one of his shirts again.

The boys eyes widened in surprise, but he smirked, “Wanting to be spoiled just like last night I see.” He said.

You looked up at him, your face pink, as you pouted and glared at him.

He sighed and titled his head as he smirked, opening his arms, “Let’s go to bed.” He said.

You nodded, but you didn’t move.

Bakugou tilted his head, but your blush just increased as you lifted your arms up.

Bakugou grinned with widened eyes, “So you want to be treated like a spoiled kid after fights, huh?” he stood up and came over to you. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

He leaned down letting you wrap your arms around his neck, allowing him to scoop you up from the chair, “I thought I was supposed to be the one with the clingy quirk.” He teased.

You buried your face in his neck, “Shut up.” You said.

The boy turned the light off and carried you into the bed, getting comfortable together you started clinging to him.

The boy sighed and moved some of your hair away from your eyes, “Still feeling shitty?” he asked.

You hesitated a little, but soon shrugged, “A little, but mostly better.” You said in a low voice.

Bakugou sighed, “Was going to wait for it to be on a better day, but there’s somewhere I want to take you to tomorrow.” He looked to you. “Want to go?”

You thought about it and nodded, “Sure.” You said, drowsiness taking hold of you, you yawned.

All that exercise, fighting, and crying, you were physically and emotionally drained.

Bakugou put his forehead to yours, “Go to sleep, Cry Baby.” He said.

Before long you both passed out.

-Chapter IV Fin-

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