Bakugo: You know your boyfriend is not used to the ways of relationship but he is not clueless either. He just never really had a reason to think about it Until now.
I was sitting on a couch in the common room holding a pillow in my lap. I had been sitting here for a few hours actually waiting for my MIA Boyfriend. He wasn’t really MIA but he might as well have been. I groaned out loud, throwing my head back.
“What’s up, L/N?” I jumped slightly before turning to see Shoji.
“Oh, just waiting in vain.”
“Again?” He leant against the arm of the couch. I nodded. “Have you tried to talk to him?”
“Never get the moment because I only see him in class or in passing. He’s never there long enough for me to say anything more than hi.” I vented. “Sorry Shoji.”
“It’s alright.” He shrugged. “You have a reason to be upset.”
Yeah.“ I bit my lip and looked at the clock. "Well, it’s getting late. I’m going to head to bed. Night.”
“Goodnight.” I got up and set the pillow aside. I walked to the elevator and went to bed. I went to sleep annoyed.
The next morning I got up and got ready for class, deciding to skip breakfast. I walked out of the elevator while putting in my earphones. I walked through the lobby to go out the door.
“Hey babe!” I heard Bakugo call out to me. “I got some breakfast for you. Come on and eat!” I acted like I didn’t hear him and continued to put on my shoes. “Baby?”
“Aw, Bakugo acting cute.” I heard Kami tease Bakugo.
“Shut up Spark Plug!” He snapped and while he was distracted I darted out the door.
All day I could feel Bakugo giving me strange looks. I would meet his eyes and smile like nothing was wrong and go back to what I was doing. I sat with him like normal at lunch and when he asked why I didn’t respond this morning, I told him I had earphones in.
“Thanks L/N for the help on the homework. I owe you one.” Midoriya said as he packed up his Stuff.
“It’s no problem, Midoriya. Glad to help.” I smiled and finished up what I was writing. He left and I relaxed back into the couch. I felt someone sit down next to me. When they put they’re com cround me, I knew instantly who it was.
“Hey blasty.”
“Ugh. I curse whoever came up with that nickname.” I giggled softly before looking at him. I went to say something but Kiri walked over and they started up a conversation. I heard them talk about a hiking trip and started to get annoyed. I huffed silently and tuned them out. “Babe?”
“Hmm?” I turned back. He had his eyes narrowed at me. I was expecting him to tell me he had to go. I waited and looked at him expectantly.
“What?” He asked in response.
“Oh, nothing.” I said before turning away. I Scooted forward and reached down for my bag to put my school stuff away. I felt him grab my arm gently and pull me back.
“It’s something. You’ve been acting Weird all day.” He says before cupping my cheek. “What’s up?”
“Oh it’s just…” I pause asking myself if I really was going to do this now. “Shouldn’t you be with Kiri? I mean you shouldn’t just drop any PLANS you have with him to spend time with me. It’s not like I’m that important.” I got up and walked away. I heard him stuttering to find words behind me but I was already up the stairs before he could find any.
Kirishima: I walked around, searching for my red headed boyfriend. We haven’t got to spend a lot of time together lately. He had been doing some extra training and had some time with the Bakusquad. I don’t mind but sometimes I wonder if he prefers to not spend time with me.
“Hey Bakugo, have you seen Kiri?” I came up behind the blonde on the couch. He leant his head back and looked at me upside down.
“I think he’s with Spark plug & raccoon eyes.” He said while eying me.
“Oh…” I felt a slight disappointment. The feeling must have shown on my face because he moved and gave me his full attention.
“I only think. They were together earlier.” I sighed, appreciating his try even though he probably doesn’t care.
“They’re always together.” I mumbled before turning away. I felt him grab my hand before letting go.
I walked out to get some air. I heard footsteps following me. I knew it was Bakugo and we walked together. After a minute we heard familiar voices.
“Hey Bakubro, Hey babe!” Kiri called. I looked cuel smiced. “What are you up to?”
“Oh, nothing just getting some air.” I felt a small nudge on my back. I looked at Bakugo and he motioned to the red head. “Was also looking for you to see what you were up too.”
“Oh, Kami, Mina, and I were going to the movies.” A shout from Kami got his attention. I felt the insecure feeling rise in my chest. He really didn’t care to spend time with me anymore. “Gotta go.”
“Shitty hair!” Bakugo yelled but I was already walking away wiping tears away. “L/N!”
I was sitting in a window just staring out when they came back. They were all raving about the movie. Bakugo hadn’t left you alone in the room. I heard him and Kiri talk before footsteps came up to me. I looked and saw Kiri.
“Hey there.” He smiled. I just turned back to the window without a word. “What’s wrong? You’re acting weird.”
“It’s nothing, Kiri.” I waved off. He grabbed my hand.
“Don’t give me that.” He pushed softly. I looked at him. I was about to give into his puppy eyes when I heard Mina call for him. He looked at her and Bakugo snapped at her.
“Shouldn’t you be with them?” His eyes were back on me in a second.
“What?”
“Mina & Kaminari. Shouldn’t you be hanging with them? I mean, they’re more fun then I am so don’t waste your time on me.” I said and got up. I pulled my hand from his grip with some needed force. I walked silently through to and up the stairs, last thing I heard being Bakugo yelling.
Kaminari: I watched as Denki bounced around trying to figure out how to get into Shinso’s good Graces. Ever since the training exercise when he first joined our class, Denk’s has been bound determined to his friend. The purple haired boy was ‘being difficult’ to quote Denki.
“I just can’t figure it out. I’m an amazing guy with a wonderful personality. How could he not want to be friends with me?” I looked over my Switch at him. I pushed down the annoyance. Shinso is all he could talk about anymore.
“You are kind of a pervert sometimes. And hyperactive.” I said with a cheeky smile. He glared at me for a solid minute.
“Well you’re not wrong but I wouldn’t be perverted to him. Even though he is hot.” I shrugged and nodded. He sat down next to me. “Plus you love me this way.”
“Do I?” I teased. He shoved me before going into another brainstorming session. I was about to snuggle up to him when he jumped up.
“Got it!” He yelled and ran from the room without even saying goodbye.
“De-Denki!” I yelled after him. “Hey I thought it was game night…” He was already long gone. I groaned in irritation. I got up and walked down to the common room. Midoriya, Roki, Mineta, and Sero were there. “Have any of you seen my electric ferret tumble through here?”
“Electric ferret?” Todoroki looked at me weird. Sero burst out laughing. Todoroki looked at him confused.
“Kaminari just ran out saying he’s cracked Shinso.” Sero said. My jaw dropped before clamping shut in growing irritation. I saw Sero cringe a little. “Drop a date again?”
“More like ran out on one. Thanks guys.”
“I can keep you company.” I turned to see Mineta before shoving him. I walked to the elevator. As I got in I heard Todoroki.
“Why did they call him an electric ferret though?” I heard them laughing.
“It was a joke, Roki. A nickname of Sorts. Because of his quirk & hyperactivity …”
The next few days could almost prove Denki didn’t exist in my world. My texts were ignored. I could never catch him in person. He was nowhere to be seen at lunch. It would have been as if he never existed if I hadn’t seen him in class. That is until I heard a familiar knock on the door.
“Yes?” I ripped my door open. I was beyond pissed off.
“Heya!” He went to come in but I put my arm across the opening. He looked at me confused. “What’s up, baby?”
“You remembered I exist.” I stated with venom laced in my voice. His eyes widened in shock.
“How could I forget? Baby, what’s got you so uptight?” He flinched at his choice of words immediately after they left his lips. I shook my head, holding my tongue.
“Shouldn’t you be with Shinso? You haven’t been anywhere else as of late.” I snapped before slamming the door in his face.
Todoroki: I watched as Midoriya showed something to Roki. He seemed to be very entranced by whatever it was. I sighed looking back at the paper in my hand. It was tickets to the movie he had been waiting to see.
“Hey, love?” I walked over. He looked up at me and gave me a smile. I waved at Midoriya who returned before going back to his book excitedly.
“What is it, darling?”
“Are you busy this afternoon?” I asked hopefully. He nodded.
“Yeah, Midoriya & I are going to Watch and analyze some training video’s. Try and figure out if We can learn some new Moves.” He said simply.
“Oh, okay.” I hid my disappointment. “So that will be the rest of your afternoon?”
“Yep.” He nodded before looking at his phone. I sighed before looking at Midoriya. He had a sorry look on his face that I just waved off. I kissed Shoto’s cheek. “Alright, have fun and be Safe.”
It has been like this for a while now. I would ask if he wanted to hang out but he would already have plans with Midoriya to study, train, or something else. At first, I was fine with it. I mean he was new to the friends thing and was making up for lost time. Also, he wasn’t used to the concept of a relationship either. Now, I was getting more and more upset. Enough to overshadow the understanding.
“See ya, L/N!” Kiri called as he walked past.
“See ya! Have fun at your moms!” I waved as he went out the door. I went back to my room to grab my bags. As I zipped it up there was a knock on the door.
“Hey love, I was thinking, Oh… Are you going somewhere for the weekend?” I turned and saw Todoroki standing there.
“Yeah. My sister and I are going to a hot spring spa for the weekend.”
“Oh. I didn’t realize you had plans. I was hoping to spend the weekend with you.” He said sadly. I couldn’t hold back tere eye roll and mutter.
“Like you’ve been there to know if I had plans or not.”
“What?” He asked. I sighed heavily before throwing the bag on my shoulder.
“Look, I’m sorry to disappoint you. We’ll have to make up for it another time. But shouldn’t you…” I paused before Snapping at him, completely over it. “Shouldn’t you be with Midoriya? I’m sure there is something you two can do together. I mean you’ve been able to do that for the last month anyway.”
“L/N? I…” Todoroki looked so confused and conflicted, pulling at my heart.
“I’m sorry, Roki. I just … I’ll see you later.”
Midoriya: I was bouncing in place outside the gallery. I looked at everyone who walked past or went in, trying to see the familiar green Curls. I looked down at my phone to see it was close to the start time.
“Where are you?” I said under my breath. After a few more minutes, I decided to text him.
What are you up to? I gently probed through the text. It was only a few seconds before he replied.
Doing some extra training with All Might. You caught me taking a break. I stared at the phone in shock and disbelief. I closed my phone for a moment to compose myself.
I knew he was determined to harness One for All and I was happy he trusted me with this secret but come on. He had promised to be here. I felt tears of anger trying and forced their way out.
Why? What’s up? Another text came through. I was about to snap when my dad came out.
“It’s starting.” I nodded and saw him look around confused. “Where’s Midoriya?”
“Not coming.” I walked past while typing out my last text. Just curious. Thought you had plans.
I was interrupted the next morning by furious knocking on my door. I gave an annoyed sigh and got up to open my dorm door. There stood Midoriya and by the look on his face, he knew.
“Really?!” I snapped before he could say anything. He opened and closed his mouth like a fish, not finding anything to say. “You knew how important…you promised…”
“L/N…I just forgot and… I, I, I.” He looked down at the ground. I looked down and saw him fingering at one of the scars on his hands.
“Look…” He looked up at me. “Shouldn’t you be with All Might? You’re not going to become the world’s greatest hero by spending time with me.” I said solemnly.
“L/N…” He reached out but I closed the door.
Shinso: Ever since Shinso finally moved into the class A dorms, he has Spent every moment he could with me. Enough that it made some of the others gag by how 'Love Sick’ we were. Every now and again though, someone would be able to Pull him away. Mainly Deku or Denki.
“Hmm.” Shinso hummed happily as he snuggled into my chest. I was running fingers through his hair as I read over some study guides on the couch in the common room.
“Hey! Toshi!” I yelped as he nipped at some bare skin. He giggled as I wacked his shoulder. “You little Shit.”
“You love me.” He got comfortable again as I shook my head. It was quiet for a few minutes until a screech of Shinso’s name. We both jumped as a certain blonde came running.
“Shinso!” He tried to slow down but ran into the back of the couch, falling over and landing on top of us.
“Kaminari!” We both yelled.
“Sorry!” He scrambled Up with help from Toshi. He sat up and glared.
“Yes?”
“I need you to come with me.”
“Right now?” Kami nodded enthusiastically. Toshi groaned and looked at me. I giggled at the look in his eyes. “I’m not going to get out of this?” Kami shook his head and grabbed him.
“See you later!” I waved to him as Kami dragged him off.
I had moved to my room some time later and was watching some random movies. It was getting close to 8pm when my door opened. In trudged Toshi, looking more tired than usual. He plopped down next to me and wrapped himself around my waist.
“Well hello there.” I laughed, running my hand over his back. He mumbled something into my side. “Shouldn’t you be with Kaminari?” I jested.
“Dear god, no!” He sat up. “He just wanted my opinion on this person he likes.”
“And that took nearly four, no, five hours?”
“He also wanted some advice on what to do. But no it didn’t. Midoriya caught me after and he wanted to train a bit.” I nodded. I leant down and kissed his head.
“So, shouldn’t you be with Deku?” He glared. He ripped the pillow from under my head and walloped me. “Toshi! Sorry, sorry!” He threw the pillow away and laid down.
“You know I’d rather be with you.” He nosed my temple as he pulled me into his chest.
Bakugou walked to his room in a daze. He would stop every now and again to go back down but would hold himself back. He got to his door and paused. He glanced to the side at Kirishima’s door. Bakugou had to know.
“Kirishima?” He walked in. The red head stopped beating against his punching bag and looked at the blonde. Bakugou never called him by his name unless something was up.
“What’s up bro?” He said, giving him all his attention. Bakugou sat down on the bed.
“Have we been spending a lot of time together lately?” Bakugou asked. Kiri thought about it for a moment.
“Yeah we have. In and out of school and training. Why are you asking?” He looked at the blonde in wonder.
“Because… Y/N just went off on me for being MIA. Talking about `I shouldn’t drop plans with you to spend time with them.’ I mean…” Bakugou was talking so softly. “I didn’t think I was dropping things with them but…”
“Well, if I remember right. You haven’t really spent any time with them as of late. Only during lunch and class but not really outside of school.” Kiri rubbed the back of his neck. “I was starting to wonder if something had happened between you two.”
“Not that I’m aware of but…I think I messed up majorlyShit.” He ran a hand down his face. “I don’t know what to do.”
“Maybe start with actually going to them and talking.” Kiri offered. Kat nodded.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll do that. Bye Kiri.” He walked out and went to Y/N’s room. He hesitated before knocking on the door. He heard rustling inside before they came to the door.
“Hey Kat.” They said as they opened the door. He was surprised that they knew it was him before seeing him. “I can tell by the way you knock that it was you.”
Y/N’s POV
I watched as he processed that information. I leant against the door jam as he tried to find something to say. He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck with a lost, sad look on his face. He was really all over the place. What I said must have really affected him. To be honest, I felt really bad for going about this the way I did.
“Why don’t you come in?” I stepped back and he walked in sheepishly. He stood in the middle of the room even when I sat down on the floor. I sighed and grabbed his hand. I pulled him to the floor with me before cuddling up to his side, under his arm.
“I… What are you doing?” He asked.
“I want to cuddle. I also want to apologize for jumping you like that.” I said while nosing his neck.
“Ha. I don’t think you have anything to be sorry for.” He said. I looked up as he covered his eyes with his hand. “I needed a life check. I didn’t realize what I was doing or what I wasn’t doing. I even asked Kirishima and he thought we were having problems and that’s why I was spending so much time with him. So, I need to be the are apologizing.”
“You aren’t used to relationships Kat. Romantic and friendship. It’s a bit getting used too.” I said. He smiled and kissed me.
“You’re so understanding. You don’t have to try and make an excuse for me. I knew what I was getting into when I confessed to you. I should have been better.”
“Kat.”
“For once… I am the dumbass.” He whispered. I cupped his face. “I’ll be better, I promise. Don’t be afraid to yell at me if I get out of line again.”
“I’ll have to take you up on that. A reason to yell at Bakugou Katsuki and get away with it. Yes!” I cheered. He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
“Alright, alright.” He gruffed. He got up and scooped me up from the ground. I scrambled to hold onto him. He unceremoniously dropped me before laying ontop of me. He laid between my legs and set his head on my chest. He held me tight.
“What are you doing, blasty?” I ran my fingers through his hair.
“You wanted to cuddle, we’re going to cuddle. Got it?” He grumbled. I laughed but agreed. Especially after I saw how late it was.
Kirishima: Y/N’s POV
I was curled up in bed under my blankets as soon as I got back to my room. I sniffled and really wished Kiri was here to cuddle with me but not gonna happen at the moment. I sighed before deciding to just sleep it off for now.
3rd POV
As soon as L/N disappeared upstairs, Bakugou was yelling at Kiri and dragging him away from the others. He chided and yelled at the red head as he drug him off to the kitchen.
“What the hell, Shitty hair? Seriously?” He snapped and hit the man in the chest.
“What? What is going on?” Kiri rubbed the spot Bakugou hit him. He was really confused.
“Damn, fuck. You are so dense sometimes!” Bakugou groaned heavily and face palmed. “You can’t even see when your own partner needs you! Do you even realize how much you’ve been bailing on them recently? Huh?”
“I, I, um…” Kiri stumbled over his words. He thought back to the past few weeks. He remembers seeing them but not for long before running off somewhere with Kami or Mina or someone else. The dejected look on their face popped up in his memory. “Oh man…”
“They think you don’t care for them anymore. That you don’t want to be with them anymore.” Bakugou crossed his arms and glared. Kiri looked at him shocked.
“They said that!?” His voice pitched and cracked. He felt panic start to rise in his chest.
“Well, no. But I could read it plain as day on them… Unlike you it seems.” Kiri flinched and his gaze fell to the floor. His lip wobbled as tears threatened to fall. He clenched his fists.
“Fuck…” He bites his lip and his quirk rippled across his skin.
“What are you still doing here?” Bakugou growled. He grabbed Kiri by the front of his shirt. “Go you dumb head. And DON’T stop for those extras out there.”
“Right!” He went to pull away but couldn’t because of Bakugou’s grip. “Uh man?”
“Don’t screw up again.” Was all he said before shoving him back towards the common room. Kiri quickly ran for the stairs ignoring the others yelling for him. He nearly tripped multiple times before actually tripping at your door.
Y/N’s POV
I jumped in fright as a loud thud pulled me out of my dozing state. I shook my head to try and clear it. I turned to look at the door for a moment before I finally heard a groan from the other side.
“Crap!” I got up and went to the door. I opened it and saw Kiri on his back, lowly groaning. “Kiri! Are you alright?” I knelt next to him, forgetting about everything else.
“Yeah. Just winded.” He said softly. I helped him sit up. He looked at me with sad eyes. He took my hands in his and brought them up to his lips. “I am so sorry.”
“Huh?” I looked at him confused. “Why are you apologizing for falling?” I asked. His gaze shot up to meet mine and his eyes widened before he started chuckling. I cocked my head to the side. He got up and picked me up off the floor. I wrapped my arms and legs around him.
“You have such a big heart, love. I get hurt and you automatically put your hurt feelings on the back burner.” He sat us down on my bed. I wilted a little when I remembered what he was talking about. He nuzzled my cheek and hair. “I am so sorry. I was so stupid for not seeing what I was doing. If I hadn’t any time soon, I think Bakubro would have beat it into me.”
“I’m sure.” I giggled. He smiled before it dropped.
“I still want you. I couldn’t imagine being in life without you now. It was unmanly of me to let you think that I didn’t want to spend time with you.” He hugged me tight and buried his face in my neck. “I am sorry.”
“Kiri… Can we go get some fries?” I asked. He looked at me confused. “I want something salty to go with the sweetest man in the world.” I kissed his nose. He smiled big and bumped our noses.
“Of course. Anything for you, baby.”
Denki: 3rd POV
Everyone could see something had happened between L/N and Kaminari. L/N had been actively ignoring the Blonde and Kaminari had been very down in the dumps, pouting when he was ignored. Even Shinsou had noticed something because Kaminari had not popped up to bother him for a while.
“Hey Kaminari?” Shinsou walked up to him at lunch about a week after things went down.
“Hm?” Kami made a noise of distracted acknowledgement. He finally looked up. “Oh, hey Shinsou. What’s up?” He asked with no energy. He poked at his food.
“What’s up? You seem really…down?” Shinsou sat down. Kami sighed before setting his fork down. He looked up and stared across the hall. Shinson followed his gaze and saw L/N.
“I made Y/N mad at me.” He admitted solemnly.
“How?” Shinsou pondered out loud. “You two always seemed inseparable.”
“By spending so much time with you. As Y/N said, ‘Trying to crack you’ and all. I thought back and realized how many dates I’ve dropped or skipped out on just to come and try to win you over to be my friend.” Shinsou looked at him in shock. Kami smiled sadly at him. “And don’t feel bad at all. You’re not at any fault. It was all me. I feel so bad now that I realize what I was doing.”
“Have you talked to them?” Shinsou looked back to where L/N was and saw they were gone. He looked around and saw they were just behind them. Their eyes were wide as they stared at Kaminari.
“Haven’t had the chance. They don’t want anything to do with me right now.” Kami leant his hand on his hand. “I can understand it but you don’t know how bad I feel. I don’t even know how to apologize and they’ll know I’m serious. I’m too much of a jockster and stuff. They probably won’t take me seriously.” Kami sniffled as his voice got softer and broke at the end.
“Kaminari…” Shinsou locked eyes with L/N, who looked chest-fallen. Tears were gathering in their eyes.
“See you later, Shinsou.” Kaminari got up and threw his untouched plate away. He walked out of the cafeteria. L/N watched him go.
“He’s really sorry.” Shinsou stepped up to them.
“I know. I shouldn’t have flipped out on him like I did. He was trying to make friends with you.” They slumped. “There were a thousand other options that I should have gone with over ignoring him.”
“I didn’t know he was dropping things with you to come bother me. I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright. He was so excited to be friends with you. I can’t be upset with him for that.” They set a hand on Shinsou’s shoulder. I got to figure out how to make it up to him. Bye Shinsou.“
Y/N’s POV
I walked up the stairs with a box of Denks favorite take out and my blanket that Denki always stole from my bed. I knocked on the door and heard a quiet 'come in’. I stepped in and saw him at his desk. I smiled a little before closing the door behind me. He didn’t look up.
"Denki…” I whispered as I draped the blanket over his shoulders. He jumped and looked up at me.
“Y/N! What?” I handed him the food. He looked between it, the blanket, and me. “What is this?”
“Part of my apology?” I said sheepishly. He went to say something but I placed a finger over his lips. “It’s alright. I heard you at lunch with Shinsou and I understand. I, I should’ve let you explain but I was so pissed and…” I stopped to take a breath. “I’m sorry. I should have been more understanding about what you were trying to do.”
“And I should have been better at prioritizing my time.” He turned and pulled me into his lap. I snuggled into him. “Thank you for the food. I haven’t eaten all day.”
“I know. I saw you throw away your lunch. Bad boy.” He smiled sheepishly. tapped his nose before snuggling in. “Now eat up sparky.”
“No need to tell me twice.” He eagerly grabbed the bag. I laughed as he bounced back to the excitable boy I know and love.
Todoroki: 3rd POV
Midoriya was just finishing up dishes at home when he got a call from Todoroki. He quickly dried his hands and answered.
“Hey Todoroki. What’s up?” He propped the phone in between his shoulder and ear. He began to dry and put away the dishes.
“I think I made L/N upset.” He said.
“What do you mean?” Midoriya paused for a second.
“Well, I went to ask them if we could spend time together this weekend but they already had plans with their sister. That’s fine but I expressed my minimal disappointment and I think they muttered something like, 'like you’ve been there to know if I had plans.’ I was confused and they continued. They told me to go see if there was anything I could do with you since that’s what I’ve been doing for the past month. What are they talking about?”
“Oh…” Midoriya set down the plate. He had wondered if this was going to come up. “Well you have been spending a lot of time with me lately and not with L/N.”
“Really?”
“Yes. I had noticed but L/N never made a protest. I don’t want to be scrutinizing Todoroki but… You haven’t spent any time with your partner and that is not right or fair to them. If I’m thinking right, you haven’t even checked in with them to see if they wanted to spend time together. So, they have every right to be upset with you.”
“You’re right.” Todoroki sighed. He was kicking himself for only now realizing it. He flopped back down on his bed. “What do I do?”
“I think that’s for you to figure out on your own, Todoroki. I’m sorry I couldn’t be of more help.” He said.
“You were plenty of help, Midoriya. Thank you.” They hung up and To doroki just laid there, trying to figure out what to do. Meanwhile, Y/N was having fun but was distracted a bit. They felt bad for snapping at Todoroki but was still upset with him. Their sister understood and kept trying to make them feel better. So by the time they got back to the dorms, they really wanted to see Todoroki.
Y/N’s POV
I ran up to my room as soon as I got back to the dorms. I basically chucked my stuff on my bed and changed into some comfy clothes. I brushed my hair and then ran for Todoroki’s room. I was nearly to the 5th floor when I ran into Sero.
“Oh hey, L/N!” He greeted me.
“Hey Sero! I was actually on my way to see…”
“Roki? I figured but he is not in his room. He’s out in the courtyard. Waiting for you.”
“Oh thank you!” I ran back down and to the courtyard. I saw him with his back to me. I walked up to him. “Todoroki?” He jumped and a small bit of flame jumped off him. He turned to me and smiled.
“Y/N! You’re here!” He looked behind him and I peaked. There was a bouquet of flowers, two bowls of soba, and an unmarked envelope.
“What are you up to?” I asked with a small smile. He tried to find something to say but kept stumbling. I chuckled before going to hug him. He froze in his spot before hugging me back.
“I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting. I should have been more intuned with what I was doing.” He said into my hair.
“It’s alright. I know that this is all new to you. That’s not an excuse but a learning experience.” He nodded. He held the back of my head.
“It took you and Midoriya calling me out to see what I did.” He pulled back and grabbed the envelope. “It seems like I get called out on a lot of things by Midoriya.” He laughed at himself before handing me the envelope.
“What’s this?”
“A start to making up for lost time.” I opened the envelope and saw two tickets to my favorite band next month. “Roki?”
“I got them myself and I already got the date cleared with Aizawa-sensei. If you want to go.” He blushed looking down at his feet. I smiled and kissed the tip of his nose.
“Of course I want to. Now, let’s eat. I’m starved.”
Deku: Y/N’s POV
I lazily stroked the brush across the canvas. I really didn’t have any idea in my mind. Just randomly painting. I was too distracted by the tift between Midoriya and I. He had been avoiding me for the past 3 days. Though I was mad, I still missed him.
“Arg!” I tossed the brush to the side and moved away from my canvas. I looked around my room before deciding to go down to the common room. There were a few people down here.
“Hey L/N!” Kiri called and waved me over.
“Hey. Have you seen Midoriya?”
“Uh, yeah! He left saying there was somewhere he needed to go.” Kiri sighed. I slumped and Kiri gave me a confused look. “I’ve noticed you too haven’t been spending any time together as of late. Are you guys okay? Did you have a fight?”
“Yeah.” I sat on the arm of the couch. “A small one.” I looked out the windows and watched the birds. It was bright and sunny today, the total opposite of my mood.
“I’m sorry to…”
“Kiri bro! It’s your turn!” Kami interrupted.
“Geez, okay. Give me a minute.” He threw back. Sero whacked the blonde and chided him for interrupting. “I’m sorry to hear that L/N.”
“It’s alright. And go back to your game. I’m gonna go take a nap in the sun.”
“Okay. And whatever happened, I know you two will get past it. You are perfect for eachother.” I thanked him and hopped off. I found a good spot before shifting into leopard onel laying down, getting comfy.
3rd POV
A little while later, Midoriya comes back with a bright smile and eyes to match. He was about to head upstairs when a cat noise caught his attention. He turned and looked around before he saw L/N laying in the sun.
“Awe.” He cooed before walking over to them with a gentle smile. He approached the sleeping cat. He sat down next to them and gently put their head.
“Mew… Mrrprr.” They made noises in their sleep and moved in closer. Midoriya chuckled and continued to scratch around their ears.
“Hey love?” He gently probed to wake them up. They didn’t even stir. He tried again with better results. “There we go… Come on.” L/N yawned at the woke up, stretching out wide. They opened their eyes lazily and set their head in Midoriya’s lap.
Y/N’s POV
I saw Midoriya sitting there with a loving smile. I felt him scratching my head and purred. I moved closer in and gave him a cat hug, wrapping my paws over his shoulder.
“As much as I love the Cat hugs, could I have a real hug?” I shifted back still against him and wrapped my arms around him as soon as they were normal. I sat sideways in his lap and got comfy. I started to doze again when he stopped me.
“Huh? What?” I pulled back.
“I have something to show you.” He said. I moved a little and set my head on his shoulder. He pulled out a couple of papers. I took them and looked through them. My eyes widened at what I saw. One was the for pamphlet of the gallery and the next was a receipt and ticket for today. He held out his phone to show me a picture of my art. “I know it’s not the same as being there at the opening but I did go see it. It was amazing love.”
“Midoriya…”
“I can’t express how sorry I am for breaking my promise and missing it. I, I…” I shut him up by kissing him gently. He squeaked before kissing me back. After I pulled away, I buried my head in his neck.
“It’s alright. I know you didn’t mean too.” I pulled back and ran my hand through his hair. “It means a lot to me that you went to the gallery on your own. It shows that you’re really sorry.” He hummed while nodding.
“I’m going to be better. I promise.” He gave me puppy eyes. I kissed his nose.
“Alrighty. Now…Can I go back to my sun nap?” He laughed.
“Of course baby. Just let me, what, Oh… I guess I’m not moving?” He asked as I Got more comfortable in his lap.
“Nope.” I said as I cuddled into his chest. He laughed but got comfortable with me none-the-less.
Shinsou: His ended good so no second part… unless you guys want one. Let me know!
Katsuki is the proud owner of a 2022 Mercedes G-Wagon. Painted matte black with black rims and orange leather interior.
His car is super clean and always smells good.
Permanent new car smell — fresh leather and wealth
Keeps a an emergency preparedness bag in the trunk.
He never lets you drive his vehicle — don’t even ask.
The one time you hinted at wanting to get behind the wheel he looked at you like you grew an extra head.
“Hah? You think I’d let your dumbass drive my baby ?”
Doesn’t matter how much you pout he won’t budge but he smirk at you cause your lips look cute all poked out and shiny with glass.
Excellent driver — does that thing where he looks at you instead of the road.
“Ya nervous ?” He’d ask , grinning ferally as he grips the back of your neck with his free hand. Confident as ever as he stares you down, daring you to doubt his abilities. His heart jumps a little when you smile back and say “No , I trust you Katsuki”.
He loves getting head while driving. It makes him feel powerful.
He’ll be cruising down the highway, seat back and legs spread while he pushes you further down his shaft.
Will come without warning and expect you to swallow everything.
If you spill even a drop he’ll be punishing you severely at home.
Eijiro Kirishima❤️
I know for a fact that this man drives a Jeep Wrangler with the doors removed— FIGHT ME.
His car is clean enough.
Lots of empty water bottles and protein bar wrappers.
Keeps extra shirts (sleeveless of course) in case he rips his from his quirk.
His car smells like his cologne.
Never let’s you drive but not in a condescending way , it’s because he’s a gentleman!
“Baby— it wouldn’t be manly to let you drive. You’re my Princess !”
Holds the door open for you to get in and comes around to open it when you get out.
His truck is lifted pretty high so he has to pick you and place you on the seat
Very concerned with your safety so he keeps both hands on the wheels at all times.
He’d never touch you while he was driving but that doesn’t mean you can’t touch yourself.
“Spread your legs wider baby. Just like that — fuckkkk~” His knuckles turn white from his harsh grip on the wheel. Erection pressing uncomfortably against the denim of his jeans. He can’t help but bite his lip while listening to your sultry moans. “Come on baby. Two more fingers. No no , don’t whine. You can do it. Wanna be ready for me , yeah ? Wanna be able to take all daddy’s dick?”
Drives home as quickly as possible and encourages you to cum as many times as you want. Pretending to be nice but he really wants you to overstimulate yourself so you can be nice and stupid while he pounds your cunt.
Denki Kaminari
Don’t quote me on this but I can see Denki driving a black mustang with a yellow lightning bolt on the hood.
The car has to be extremely loud and out there. A direct reflection of his personality.
Upon first glance this vehicle is impeccable.
All shiny and bright. Not a scratch or scuff on the paint.
But open the door and I guarantee you’ll find that one sneaker he’s been missing for like a month.
Clothes , shoes , candy , condom wrappers — ALLADAT just on the floor and the backseat.
“Don’t worry about it babe. It adds character!”
No sir , it adds to your chances of getting a ringworm but I digress.
He’ll definitely let you drive if you ask.
Likes to take the time to admire your profile when you’re focused on the rode.
Will push your hair behind your ear and tell you how beautiful you look.
Definitely loves to feed you while you drive.
Most of the candy wrappers are from lollipops that he’d shoved into your cunt two blocks ago then pulled it out at the stoplight and started to fuck your throat.
It’s a fun time.
Sero Hanta
You can’t tell me that Pro Hero Cellophane doesn’t drive a black on black Hummer. ☹️
Fuck the environment— he’s rich and wants to enjoy the fruits of his labor.
Much like Bakubro , he keeps his car spotless.
Gets it maintenanced regularly.
Very serious about his vehicle it’s his baby.
Definitely keeps several packs of gum and cologne in his console to mask the smell of
Always hotboxing.
Never lets you drive but loves to rest his hand on your upper thigh while he drives.
Glancing at you out of the corner of his low red eyes and pinching your flesh whenever he turns a corner.
“Somethin’ wrong, mi amor? You keep squirming.” Grinning he squeezes the soft flesh of your upper thigh, skirting dangerously close to the crotch. “Hanta~” you whine, trying to position his hand closer to your heat. The two of you’d been driving for 25 minutes and you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter from just watching him. The pure neediness in your voice had his dick stirring in his pants. “Okay baby I know what you need.”
Deft fingers would slide underneath the thin fabric to move though your damp folds.
Several Spanish words intermix with r&b music and your soft moans.
You were so wet that he just couldn’t control himself anymore.
So he pulled into a nearby parking tower and drove to the top floor.
Sero kisses you sensually, sucking on your tongue and lips until your mouth feels bruise.
He groans when he sees the line of Saliva connecting you.
Quickly he rids himself of the seatbelt and exits then vehicle and like a gentlemen he comes to open your door ass well.
The hood of the car is still pretty warm from driving so it’s not a problem when he lays you on your back and dives face first into your pretty little pussy.
Doesn’t give a fuck who sees him.
Will suck on your clit until your legs are trembling.
When he feels like you’ve had enough he’ll flip you on your stomach to pound you under the sunset.
Bonus!Hitoshi Shinsou
In my mind Shinny Pooh is an honorary member of the Bakusquad.
Yeah he’s friends with Deku nem but oddly he finds comfort in the rowdiness of this friend group.
So to keep things simple we’re gonna have Toshi driving a motorcycle.
Idk what kind but maybe something like a Harley with low seats the would all him to sit behind you and rest his chin on your shoulder.
Likes to let you hold one of the bars so he run his big hand underneath your shirt and squeeze your tummy.
He’ll whisper in your ear that he can’t wait to fill you up and put a baby in here.
Says he loves seeing your tummy bulge when you’re full of dick and cum.
Smirks against your skin when he hears how heavy you’re breathing — knowing that you’re just as desperate for him as he is for you.
Waits until you’re at a stoplight surrounded by cars to pull your earlobe between his teeth and whisper “cum”.
Now all these innocent bystanders have witness the girlfriend of ProHero Mindbreak cum untouched.
✸ BAKUGO huffs out a laugh when your head comes to rest on his shoulder not even halfway through the movie youinsisted on watching. if you were awake, he’d say “i told you so,” but he was willing to set his competitive nature aside to shamelessly stare at your sleeping figure. while the sight of you resting so tranquilly was one he could swear he’d never get tired of, he’d rather you not wake up with a sore neck due to what had to have been an uncomfortable position. so he carefully slides a hand beneath your head, slipping out from under you before hooking his arm below your knees and effortlessly carrying you back to the bedroom. he’s quick to shut off the tv and lights before joining you on the mattress and wrapping you in his warmth.
✸ DEKU only realizes you’ve knocked out when you fail to answer his question even after he repeats himself. he figures either the soothing circles he was tracing on your arm or the sound of his voice as he rambled on about the book he was reading must have lulled you asleep. your head had made a home on his lap and the rise and fall of your chest was steady with slumber. the last thing he wants to do is wake you, so he leaves you be, keeping as still as he can as he reaches over to grab the blanket hanging from the arm of the couch. unfolding it comes as a bit of a challenge, but he easily drapes the fabric over you, brushing any hair away from your forehead to place a kiss on the skin.
✸ SERO smiles and pulls out his phone, seeing it as an opportunity to expand the content of his camera roll. he even goes as far as making cute little poses, but nothing enough to disturb you; like forming half of a heart with his hand and holding it up to your cheek with a goofy grin playing at his lips as he presses the shutter button. when he’s had his fun using you as a model, he browses through each photo he’s taken before he lands on the one he likes the most, setting it as his new lock screen. he knows you’ll end up giving him shit for it the next morning, and while the does smirk that appears on his face whenever you point an accusing finger at him for taking unflattering pictures of you is inevitable, he truly does find you beautiful when you’re asleep.
✸ SHINSOU is more than familiar with your tendency to crawl on top of him and get comfortable as if you were one of his beloved feline friends. though, your cheek is usually pressed to his chest so that you can see the television. if not that, your chin rests on his sternum as you tell him about your day, your fingers leisurely running through his hair. so when you’re unimpressed groans at the events playing out on your favorite show fail to fill the room, shinsou’s focus turns from his phone to your unmoving figure. the light that reflects in your irises as you stare intently at the screen is missing, traded in for closed eyelids and thick eyelashes brushing against the tops of your cheeks. he silently smiles, locking his phone and setting it to the side before wrapping his arms around you to join you in dreamland.
thanks for reading! comments and reblogs are appreciated <3
notes: he kinda has a panic attack in this so warning for that…but the ending is softandfluffy so hopefully that’ll make up for it. i hope you all enjoy and pls leave me some comments or send me requests i’d appreciate it ^_^ love u <3
this was before you and bakugo had started dating, when you were just close friends. you were best friends at the time and he’d often let you rant about anything that was bothering you, he didn’t always know what to say but he was a really good listener. sometimes if you’d get deep enough into your conversation some of his own problems would slip before he could catch himself. still he was pretty closed off no matter how much you tried to open up about your own problems, he just wouldn’t budge. you knew bakugo well, what made him lose his temper or what made him laugh; you knew no matter how hard he tried to hide it, he cared deeply about his friends. but you didn’t know much, or really anything at all, about his troubles or what he’d be like when all the built up tension finally came spilling out at once.
TW: Swearing, possibly suggestive (playful innuendoes), a bit of Enemies to lovers tone to it, a little ooc? Bakugo is very flirty in this
Reader is gn despite the title! They/them pronouns used
Note: First fic for what is hopefully my summer comeback
This was originally for multiple characters but I got carried away with bakugos so I cut the others out because I didn’t want a long hc for one character and small ones for the others
— BAKUGO.
⇶ Cocky as the explosive blonde may seem, he has no idea how he pulled you.
⇶ The two of you had a rocky start, naturally due to his rough exterior
⇶ But you absolutely did not take a drop of the shit he’d say to you, always having a comeback to everything and anything
⇶ This caused you two to argue almost constantly, with you coming out victorious a majority of times
TW: Swearing, possibly suggestive (playful innuendoes), a bit of Enemies to lovers tone to it, a little ooc? Bakugo is very flirty in this
Reader is gn despite the title! They/them pronouns used
Note: First fic for what is hopefully my summer comeback
This was originally for multiple characters but I got carried away with bakugos so I cut the others out because I didn’t want a long hc for one character and small ones for the others
— BAKUGO.
⇶ Cocky as the explosive blonde may seem, he has no idea how he pulled you.
⇶ The two of you had a rocky start, naturally due to his rough exterior
⇶ But you absolutely did not take a drop of the shit he’d say to you, always having a comeback to everything and anything
⇶ This caused you two to argue almost constantly, with you coming out victorious a majority of times
⇶ And honestly, he both loved and hated it
⇶ Always barking out insults and eating yours up with a shit eating grin
⇶ Call him crazy, but there was something he found both oddly and extremely attractive about someone that was actually willing to fight with him, especially as consistently as you did
⇶ And to top it off, he’s always found you as a whole attractive
⇶ They way you carried yourself in such a self assured and confident way, thinking and knowing you’re honestly the shit, not to mention that you knew how good you looked all the time without even saying it
⇶ You did and said as you pleased, and didn’t care about outside opinions. You wore what you wanted, even if some people said it wasn’t setting or wheater appropriate. You said what you wanted, even if others said it was unnecessary or “not that serious”. And Bakugo loved that.
⇶ And the way you had him feeling some type of way was something everyone had lowkey picked up on from the get, but decided to keep quiet about
⇶ Gradually, your back and forth bickering turned into flirting
⇶ You started it, actually. Because why not?
⇶ And surprisingly, Bakugo entertained it
⇶ But what really surprised everyone, was when he asked you out, and you actually said yes
⇶ He played it off as a joke, but you both knew it wasnt
You were just trying to make yourself some instant ramen in the dorm kitchen microwave, when you felt a pair of eyes burning holes into in the back of your head. Turning around, your gaze met a red hot stare from Katsuki.
You raised an eyebrow at him, but in the language the two of you spoke to each other that just meant ‘got a problem?’ In a silent way. He smiled and let out what what sounded like a scoff and laugh mixed together, but never broke eye contact.
You smiled back before asking, “See something you like, pretty boy?” As you turned to face him fully.
“Nah, I’m just trying to see when you’ll be done with the shitty microwave, fuckface.” Katsuki said sarcastically.
You kissed your teeth.
“Then how 'bout you go back to your lame ass room and wait, 'cause I ain’t done, bitch nigga.” You retorted, a smile still etched onto your features.
“What fun would that be? I wouldn’t get to be with you that way.” He told you, walking around to your side of the kitchen island.
“Oh? Be with me? Wasn’t I 'fuckface’ minute ago?” You questioned, your eyebrow playfully shooting up once again.
“So?” Katsuki said, trapping you against the island with his arms on either side of you. “You don’t seem too mad about being with me, so what’s the problem, doll?” He asked, leaning in close to your face.
Honestly, Katsuki kind of took you by surprise in this moment. Usually, it was you that took your moments to this dangerously flirty extent. So the switch flip actually had you at a near loss for words
“I– I never said I had problem—”
“Oh really? Then what do you think about being with me for real then?”
Your eyes widened as you looked at him.
His expression was his usual mischievous grin, but his eyes were dead serious.
You gave a short laugh before taking a sharp breath in to regain your composure.
“I’m all yours then, Katsu.”
His facade cracked, face dropping in surprise as he blinked.
“Wait- really? Like you’re serio—”
You gave him a peck on the lips, leaving a glossy mark from your lip gloss on him.
“Yes, I’m serious, baby.” You laughed, emphasizing the 'baby’, just to watch him squirm more as he turned as red as his own eyes. Placing your palm to his chest, you gently moved him away from you and to the side.
“Now move, my noodles are done.”
⇶ And that’s how the two of you began dating!
⇶ From there on it’s been a ride for both of you
⇶ On the surface level, not much has changed. You have your playful banter as usual, but more often than not it’ll be when you’re embracing each other, and having a cute little moment while exchanging not so cute words.
⇶ And instead of them ending in one of you kissing your teeth before storming off or a near fist fight, it ends with laughs and a kiss
⇶ The more romantic side of your relationship was something you both eased into naturally as your relationship progressed
⇶ It started with little gestures, like quick pecks whenever you saw each other, hugging each other good morning and goodnight, and hanging around each other whenever you had free time, but it was usually in a group
⇶ And then, it turned into more intimate and private things
⇶ You found yourselves having little movie nights together, falling asleep in each other’s dorms (which led to having actual planned sleepovers together), and him helping you do things like pick out your outfit and matching/color coordinating your outfits together
⇶ You of course got on his ass like there was no tomorrow when you realize he has absolutely no style, despite his own parents being designers
“Boyyy, ain’t no fuckin’ way you actually leave the house looking like that. I’m assuming your mother don’t know about this, because from what you’ve told me about her she wouldn’t allow… that. If I knew her I sure would have went and told her 'bout her own son by now.”
⇶ But being the amazing s/o you are with great style, you fixed him up nicely and the two of you had a little shopping date
⇶ And if you’re someone who’s a shopaholic or just enjoys shopping, Katsuki actually makes a good shopping partner, and on late nights he likes to go through online stores looking at clothes with you
⇶ Katsuki is your personal photographer for your Instagram
⇶ The first time he offered to take your pictures you were a bit skeptical, but let him do it… and honestly he really did his thing
⇶ Not an angle was missed!
⇶ Due to the two of you (especially him) being a bit famous from the sports festival, you actually do get quite a bit of questions about your relationship
⇶ The first time you posted each other on your socials, your DMs nearly broke
⇶ Katsuki especially was bombarded with many questions about you, and it didn’t help that he had so many fangirls
⇶ You were known to be very outspoken, and someone who does whatever they please with no regards for what the next person has to say, and if they have anything to say you’ll shut them up real fast
⇶ Some of the things he was asked mainly entailed of “You let them dress that way?”, “What about all their attitude?”, “Why don’t you start controlling them so they learn how to act?”
⇶ And honestly, your attitude isn’t much far off from his, so you better believe the two of you were out there telling people off left and right
“My fuckin’ s/o can do whatever the hell they want, and if you have a problem with that, you need to be worried about actually getting some bitches first.” (Bakugo)
“The fuck you mean 'he let’s me out of the house like that’? Do I look like a dog to you, nigga? I go out in whatever I want, bitch.” (You)
⇶ Katsuki takes immense pride in having you as his s/o, and he’ll be damned if anybody has anything to say about it
⇶ And more than he likes to admit it, you make Katsuki lose all types of composure
⇶ He’ll just look at you and start blushing
⇶ And don’t even get him started on when he’s helping you pick and outfit or send him a a fit pic because he’s not there
⇶ And if you enjoy wearing dresses, Katsuki is a goner. Not to mention when you wear a sundress, you’ll have him thinking up wedding vows
⇶ Katsuki actually introduced you to his parents earlier than either of you anticipated, and it was totally by accident
⇶ He needed to swing by his house to pick something up, and he thought that his parents weren’t home so he brought you inside while he went upstairs and grabbed what he needed really fast
⇶ Only to come back down and see you having a full conversation with his mother
“Oh! Katsuki, you should’ve told me you were stopping by with your s/o today, I would’ve prepared better.” Mitsuki said.
“Ha, yeah maybe next time gottagomom–” Katsuki tried escape, only for Mitsuki to grab him bye the ear and pull him back into the house as you laughed at him.
It’s not that he didn’t want you to meet his parents, he just imagine it going differently than it was, and he wasn’t happy that it was on accident.
“Come and make yourself at home sweetie, I’ll make you some tea. And this little shit can show you around the house while I do that.” She spoke politely, though she was twisting Katsukis ear as he yelped in pain.
He showed you around his childhood home until Mitsuki called you into the living room for the tea she made, you spent the evening talking with each other, and eventually Katsuki was more okay with how the meeting went than he expected by the end of it.
You went back to the campus around 6:30 because it was getting late, and Aizawa had already called for the two of you to come back.
Before leaving, you briefly met Katsukis dad, Masaru, who gave Katsuki an approving pat on the back after greeting you.
Mitsuki gave you both tight hugs, and as she hugged Katsuki you heard her whisper to him.
“I really like them, this is a good one sweetie.”
⇶ Despite the rocky start the two of you had together, and the slightly odd way your relationship began, and again, how he has no clue how you got with him, Katsuki cherishes every moment that he spends having you as his s/o
i just KNOW Bakugo’s the type of friend/boyfriend that just. will take no shit if youre neglecting your self care
my dude WILL shove u into the shower if you’re feeing bad and unmotivated-hell he’ll throw you in there fully clothed and turn the shower head on, and you’ll probably snap at him-ask him what the FUCK but he’ll just hand you the soap and say ‘you’re already in there. might as well get the job done’
and when you’re out of the shower, (reluctantly) cleaner and feeling more refreshed, he’ll have already prepped a light snack for you, probably kept it warm in the microwave right until he heard you turn the shower off, then threw it onto the living room table, pretending to be nonchalant-watching something dumb on TV
'had that shit laying around. eat it or it’ll just stay in the fridge and go bad’
he’s just. such a subtle fucker when it comes to taking care of you. and when you’re clean and fed and sleepily letting your head rest on his shoulder while you watch tv (one of your favorite shows-he says he just 'turned the tv on and it was there’)
only then will he smile, small and satisfied and wrap an arm around your back, scooping you up to take you to your bed so you can rest properly
this is just a random idea that popped up in my head and i decided why not. these r all just my opinions!!
short answer: yes!
while izuku is extremely afraid to become a father and basically be responsible for a human/humans for the rest of their lives, the idea of having mini hims running around is amazing
i think he’s just scared of being an overbearing dad. he wouldn’t want his kids to be bullied growing up like he was
but he does really want kids. he considers the possibility of them not following in his footsteps, but just having someone to continue his legacy after he’s long gone to would be awesome
short answer: probably not
if you asked him up front, the answer would be no
he’s not that good with kids… he’s not that good with anyone tbh
he feels like he’d also be too overbearing, but in a way where his expectations would be entirely too high
he pushes himself everyday of his life. not everyone can live up to that standard; in his eyes, at least
he wouldn’t want his children to feel like they’ll never be good enough for their father
but… if he found the right person to balance out his own flaws, then maybe.
short answer:no
todoroki thinks he’s nowhere near emotionally available for a child
he’s not exactly afraid of becoming like his father—he knows he’s better than that pos at this point
but the lingering fear of messing up, and making his kids feel worthless & talentless will always be there
his family hasn’t even healed from all the trauma they went through, and it’s gonna be a while before they start. he’s gotta get all that figured out before he brings even more children into the picture
but, i think he’d be open to the idea once he feels at his best
short answer: hell yes
kirishima would loooove to have a family of his own with his s/o one day!
the thought of being a pro hero and having his own family to come back to everyday is something he daydreams of
he literally dreams of teaching them confidence and courage, wanting them to be stronger than he was throughout their journey of his life
and kirishima would take so much pride in being a dad as well as a hero!
short answer: maybe?
kaminari definitely isn’t looking that far in the future LMAOO
starting a family definitely sounds nice but he’s not that interested in it
once he’s been with his s/o for a while and that conversation arises, he wouldn’t be opposed to it
but he’s just not that interested in having kids rn!
short answer: yes!
he 100% wants to continue the iida family line
having kids of his own that follow in his footsteps, and his brothers footsteps, is his dream
he would def name them after his brother and other family members too
he definitely wants a family. if you’re gonna be with him for the long run, expect that talk real soon LOL
anon said: i want to request some shinsou, baku, (or/and whoever you choose) hcs (domestic or fluff pls im fluff deprived T___T) about them waking up with their s/o (gn or fem ok) and realizing it’s their s/o birthday (what will they do)
warnings:fluff <3, gn!reader
a/n: i went all out for bakugo (bday baby) so i only did him here <//3 i’m sorry, i will do shinsou next tho! cuz i love him sm
he would go all out but also wouldn’t go all out for your birthday
you cannot tell me you wouldn’t wake up to him holding a cupcake w/ a your favorite color of candle and one of those balloon things in his mouth
“happy birthday, y/n.”
he’d blow it AND IT’D BE SO FUNNY PLSS
he’d just dote on you physically the entire day
this is really when his acts of service come through
your uniform would be already ironed and laid out for you
and yes, he added a satchel to it. you didn’t even know he had one made but you love the fact that he did
hearing everyone wish happy birthday to you makes him grin
he loves the fact that you’re getting attention, and that he’s right next to you while you are
walking hand in hand to class for once
if anyone comes up to you and their first words aren’t happy birthday y/n! he will be screaming at them
“HEY YOU IDIOT!! DONT YOU KNOW ITS THEIR BIRTHDAY TODAY?”
he’s basically you lap dog the entire day
he opens your locker for you
carries your books / bag
walks you to your desk
if anyone calls this out though he will glare so hard
“SHUT YOUR MOUTH!! ITS THEIR BIRTHDAY, OFC ILL DO THIS SHIT!!”
and at lunch, he secretly threatened the class to all give you snacks that you really liked
“he’s scary, but you can tell he really cares.” mina would tell you after she exposed him for threatening everybody
when you two get back to the dorms and are kind of alone, he does lift you and spin you in a hug
i know. bakugo spinning someone in a hug? unrealistic
but it’s your birthday and he wants you happy, so he does it <3
“so where do you wanna go today?”
“well, i-“
“shut up. i know where you wanna go, pipsqueak.”
and he’s true to his word. he knows exactly where you wanna go
and bakugo won’t let you spend any money. he asked his mom for a couple thousand for today and he spends alllll of it on you.
the way your face lights up when he buys you something pretty is just <33 ugh it makes him feel all lovey and shit
probably takes you to a fair nearby as well, and definitely gives you a really special birthday kiss at the top of the ferris wheel
carries all your bags
drives you around too. such a babe omg
when you get back to the dorms, everyone has planned another surprise party, even aizawa joined
“did he set you guys up to this?” you would ask kirishima and of course he would nod
“well, yeah but… we wanted to do it anyway. i think the fact that he came to us makes it more special, don’t ya think?”
andyes, you think as you stare at your boyfriend across the room who’s bringing out a special designed cake for you, cute words in his handwriting and all
A/N: Got outta writer’s block with this bad boy. Enjoy!
Word count: 2138
“Katsuki, this isn’t you! Look at what you’re doing!”
But he didn’t. He couldn’t. Red rage burned in his eyes as he raised his sparking hands, both trained on you.
Gritting your teeth, you settled back into your own defensive stance. Feet planted on the hard cement, you raised your arms across your chest and braced for impact, eyes glancing back and forth to ensure no more civilians were left on the street.
The sun shone brightly in the sky, soaking into your skin and creating a halo around Bakugou’s blond head, despite which he still looked like a devil. A leer hung on his face as he circled you, a lion waiting to pounce on his prey.
Pro Heroes were supposed to be arriving any second; after all, this was just supposed to be a simple academy training mission. You and Bakugou were supposed to survey a local villain terrorizing the streets and observe how a Pro Hero would go about capturing him.
They should’ve remembered who Bakugou was and realized that he wasn’t the type of person to hold himself back from a fight, however, though distantly you assumed they believed you would be able to hold him back.
They were dreadfully wrong.
“Katsuki, I don’t wanna hurt you,” you pleaded, softening your stance a bit.
“Cute that you think I’m the one who’s gonna end up hurt,” he sneered, curling his hands into fists. Sweat dripped down his forehead and arms, further fueling the weapons attached to his arms.
Panic struck you as you realized he had no control over himself and that no doubt he would use those weapons on you, full force.
There was only one way to stop him before that happened.
You would have to attack him first, hard.
“Just remember, babe,” you shook your head solemnly, “I don’t mean any of this, and I would never hurt you unless I absolutely had to.”
Bakugou cocked a brow and curled his lip, hands sparking now more than ever.
“Oh, and I also don’t forgive you for eating my muffin this morning.”
A grunt escaped him as he flew through the glass window of the restaurant behind him, crashing and collapsing against a table and chairs. You dropped your leg back to the ground, worry taking over your face as you strained to see his form in the dark restaurant.
“Katsuki?”
“YN!” All Might’s voice dragged your attention away, leading you to watch as he landed on the street a few yards away. “Are you all right?”
Glancing back into the darkness of the restaurant one last time, you pursed your lips and turned, making your way toward the Pro Hero. “I’m fine, but Katsuki got-”
The wind gets knocked out of you just as you try to take another step, a blast of pure heat slamming into you and knocking you to the ground.
Head smacking against the concrete, you bite down on your tongue hard enough to draw blood.
“Shit,” you wheeze out as you roll onto your back, blue sky blurring above you. The epicenter of pain is on the left side of your skull and your head pounds with every heartbeat. Whooshes of blood flood your ears and a voice calls your name before everything turns to black.
“YN. YN. YN!”
A hand pats your cheek gently, urging you to stur. When you continue to refuse, two fingers peel open your eyelid, flooding it with pure light and increasing the headache that had only been steadily pulsing before.
“Ughhh,” you moan, unable to form words as the same person lifts open your second eye.
A muffled “pupils are dilating” sounds far off in the distance before you feel your body being lifted up off the hard ground and onto something softer.
Words like “hospital,” “concussion,” and “serious” filter in and out as you try to open your eyes, even the millimeter you actually obtain being a strain.
Where is he? You try to form the words but your mouth feels stuffed with cotton and someone shushes you. Even in the blinding brightness, though, you can see him.
He’s struggling in All Might’s grip, unsuccessfully trying to rip both arms away and barking at every EMT who walks past–who then begins to walk even faster–as his gaze continually glances from them on to you then back.
Bakugou stops mid-shout and grows still when he finally sees your smallest of movements–the twitch of your fingers, the blink of your eyes, and the mouthing of his name.
Every ounce of fight in his body drains in that instant, and he slumps back against All Might, shoulders and brows drooping as he holds eye contact with you.
Even in your daze, you wonder why he doesn’t come with, why they won’t let him come with, but that question falls from your mind the instant the ambulance doors are shut and they begin to drive away.
Two days later, you were released from the hospital. You had a minor concussion and first-degree burns on your left arm, but otherwise you made it out unscathed.
And during that time Bakugou didn’t contact you once. Not even a lame “Hey, u good?” text. Though technology was forbidden for the first couple days after your concussion, you still snuck out your phone from time to time to call him, text him, anything. He never responded.
You told him that you were okay, that it was okay. You knew everything that had happened wasn’t his fault. He wasn’t in control of himself. Someone had forced him to hurt you and he’d had no part in it. If he had, he would’ve stopped it, you were sure.
Nothing.
All you would get was a little check mark marking each and every one of your messages as “seen.”
Now that you were coming back to school today, you could finally give him a piece of your mind after that silent treatment.
First thing you did when you arrived was look for him, but he was nowhere to be seen. People flooded you as you entered, asking if you were okay and how many fingers they were holding up.
You noticed they were asking all but one question: What happened?
Although you didn’t necessarily want to answer it anyway, this still piqued your curiosity and just as you prepared your own inquiry Aizawa entered and they scurried to their seats.
Still no Bakugou in sight.
The most acknowledgement the weary teacher gave you after your absence was a nod and an unceremonious grunt before diving right into the lesson.
Though your doctors would blame it on your concussion, you found yourself unable to pay attention. It wasn’t even anger towards Bakugou at this point, but genuine panic that he hadn’t shown up yet. You never even thought to wonder what happened after you were knocked out until now.
Maybe he got hurt too, or was it possible he could still be hypnotized? No, no way. You saw him recognize you post-knockout. So where was he?
The minute class ended you were out the door and running to the dorms. If Bakugou wasn’t there then obviously this situation was more serious than you thought.
You hit Floor Four and bounded past Kirishima to the absent blond’s room, pounding on the door with all your might.
“Katsuki? Are you in there?”
His red-headed friend watched as you knocked, flinching each time the door shook hard enough to rattle the entire level. “YN.”
“Katsuki I swear to God if you keep ignoring me-”
“YN.” He tried again, growing anxious.
“I’m gonna kick your ass so bad you won’t even-”
“YN.”
“What, Kirishima, what?”
It took a few seconds to register that he hadn’t said your name the third time. Snapping your head to the other side, you faltered at the sight of the blond.
Hair ratty and tangled, eyes puffy and sunken, cheeks pale and bloodless. If anyone were to guess, they would think Bakugou was the one who took the beating.
“YN.” He repeated your name like he was pondering over it.
You heard a door click and turned to see Kirishima gone, disappearing into his room. Glancing around the hallway, you realized it wasn’t exactly the perfect place to have such a serious conversation and gestured for Bakugou to open his door.
The second it was closed, you turned back to him and threw him a dirty look. “Why didn’t you respond?”
He stayed quiet for a second, looking you up and down, up and down. His mouth opened and closed like a fish gulping, and you took the time to notice how bloodshot his eyes were. Then, finally, he spoke. “Are you okay?”
Anger swelled at his dismissal of your question, but before you erupted you noticed something. Though Bakugou’s hands twitched at his sides, every time you moved closer toward him he would inch away.
Taking a deep breath, you moved another step closer, startled when he took one back.
“Why are you…” you trailed off, struck by his apprehension.
“Are you okay?” he asked–no, he insisted. When you responded “yes” he nodded slowly and clenched his jaw, turning away. “That’s good.” Instead of facing you he began to fiddle with his desk chair, rotating it from side to side.
You step closer, reaching out your hand to touch him and sighing when you see his shoulders tense. It hurt to see him like this, avoiding your every touch like it would give him the plague. “Why?” you whispered sadly.
“I read all your texts, you know.” He turned around and leaned back on his desk, propping himself up on his hands. When his eyes met yours, you saw the crimson was filled with pain. “You said it wasn’t my fault that you got hurt, that it was someone else. Someone else burned you, knocked you out. Someone else hurt you. ” He swallowed roughly. “But that’s a lie.”
“Katsuki, no it’s not-”
“It is, YN!” he snapped, pushing off his hands and pacing “I’m the one who hurt you! I used everything I had against you, to purposefully hurt you.” When he stopped in front of you, his cheeks were puffed and red, a muscle in his jaw twitching.
He was angry now, pissed off but you knew it wasn’t at you. It was at himself for something he couldn’t control.
You hated it when he was like this.
Quickly, before he could flinch away you grabbed both sides of his face and pulled him in, close. He wriggled in your grasp, even preparing to wrench your hands off with both of his own on your wrists before you raised a brow. “You really wanna do that?”
Hesitantly he dropped his arms to his sides and gave in to your hold. The muscles in his face relaxed under your touch, and you started to brush your thumbs over his cheeks with a small smile. “Katsuki,” you leaned your face in closer, “the only thing that hurt me during all that time was you ignoring me. Did you know that?”
“YN, I was just trying to-” Before he could finish you yanked his forehead down to press against yours, effectively shutting him up.
“Did you know that?” you repeated, slower this time.
He rolled his eyes and pressed harder against your forehead. “No.”
“Look at what I’m trying to tell you, Katsuki. The only time you ever hurt me, the only time you ever caused me pain, was when you ignored me after I was injured.”
“I’m…” ever so slowly he let his hands trail up to your hips, settling there and squeezing for just a second. He closed his eyes and let out a soft breath. “I’m sorry.”
Your mouth twitched. “Sorry for what?”
“Come on, YN, don’t-”
“Sorry for what?” you laughed, tugging him back in after he tried to pull away.
Apologies, especially of the genuine kind, were rare for Katsuki. In fact, you couldn’t remember the last time you’d even heard those words fall from his lips.
But here they were, some of the hardest words to ever say, laid out for you and you only.
Bakugou’s gaze travelled up your face, pausing on your grinning lips before continuing on to a permanent stop on your eyes. His own lips perked for a second.
“I’m sorry for ignoring you after you were hurt.”
Carefully, like you were a china doll, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close. His body was harsh but warm against yours as he leaned his cheek against your hair.
It was sweet. The sweetest you’d ever gotten out of him, but…
↠︎↠︎ bakugo had been going to the UA camp for half-bloods ever since he was thirteen. his mom thought it would build character and get him out of that big head of his.
↠︎↠︎ even at nineteen, and now a house leader + camp advisor, he’s still hot headed and boastful. you joined the camp when bakugo was fifteen, so the two of you have known each other for four years.
↠︎↠︎ the son of ares doesn’t even know how it happened, but after the two of you went on your first mission together, he found himself falling head over hades for you.
↠︎↠︎ bakugo was hot headed as hell. something that turned you off of him until y’all were on that mission with izuku (son of zeus) and todoroki (son of poseidon). you saved his life and showed your true power, completely earning his respect.
↠︎↠︎ he’s very reserved. loves to act like you’re the only constant in his life when his friends exist right in front of him
↠︎↠︎ tries not to worry about you too much when you go on missions without him and ends up threatening the people you go with to make sure you make it back alive. practically begs aizawa to put y’all on missions together. he doesn’t because you all know not a single thing would get done if your life was in danger.
↠︎↠︎ loves training with you. he takes it upon himself to make sure you’re at the top of your game when fighting monsters from hell. he’s also on your ass a lot about eating right and not taking too much ambrosia and nectar.
↠︎↠︎ stargazes with you because he’s a fucking nerd about constellations and loves to watch the look of awe spread across your face. definitely likes doing late night picnics out there as well.
↠︎↠︎ gives you scary dog privileges. especially being the head of his cabin and having the reputation that he does. always keeps one hand on your waist every time y’all are together, a scowl on his face that disappears when you look at him.
↠︎↠︎ has an odd relationship with the nymphs on camp grounds. they hate his brash nature but adore his softness with you and his care for the earth, and in turn, are always there to help him with the best gift ideas or date setting for you two.
↠︎↠︎ hates having you over at his cabin but only because his roommates are annoying as fuck and are always making him look like an idiot when you’re around.
↠︎↠︎ can’t stand todoroki when he does those ‘dumbass’ water tricks of his as a way to make you laugh. bakugo has cussed the son of poseidon out numerous times.
↠︎↠︎ is always gathering flowers for you. has gotten hatsume (daughter of hephaestus) to make you a gold anklet with his name on it. it is something that you wear with pride.
↠︎↠︎ always has to compete against you in any of the tournaments at camp. doesn’t mind y’all being on the same team for card games but definitely likes challenging you.
↠︎↠︎ purposefully works out in front of you because he knows you stare and love how hot he looks when he does so.
↠︎↠︎ runs hot, so whenever you guys sleep together, he’ll initially have only an arm wrapped loosely around you but you guys end up tangled up and sweaty anyways.
↠︎↠︎ after a bad run in with a chimera on a mission you did with hermes’ son, denki and athena’s daughter, yaoyorozu, bakugo had found himself way more protective over you. you almost died on that mission and all of you barely made it out by the skin of your teeth.
↠︎↠︎ bakugo was so mad. no one had ever seen him filled with such rage, they were afraid he’d murder momo and denki for something that was beyond their control.
↠︎↠︎ demigod!bakugo is just 10x more fierce and protecting. loves you with his whole heart and will happily murder for you.
warnings: mmf threesome, quirk usage, smut n fluff :)
characters: katsuki bakugo and denki kaminari x f! reader
synopsis: the aftermath of bakugo asking denki to join him and his girlfriend in a threesome
a/n: smut on christmas? i’m a menace, i know lol. also sorry if there are errors, i hate revising my own smut bahaha.
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…would you be down to have a threesome with me and y/n?
if not that’s cool, i’m just curious.
denki’s eyes faltered between every letter of every word in each sentence over and over and over. he hadn’t even noticed but his hands were trembling as they loosely gripped his phone, hovering over the keyboard. why am i so nervous, all i have to do is say yes he questioned. though he knew exactly why it felt like every nerve in his body was vibrating indefinitely, because he was about to admit things to katsuki that he had barely begun to unpack himself. it wasn’t like he was about to confess his love to the guy, but coming out to someone who just asked him to have a threesome in a more-than-likely “straight bro” way wasn’t much easier.
denki-look dude i’d love to, trust me i would, but i should probably let you know that i’m not down if we’re just gonna be tag-teaming your girl.
katsuki took not even a millisecond to read the message, almost as if he was waiting in the chat for a response the entire time that denki spent overthinking what to send. denki’s heart dropped then sped as the little grey typing bubble appeared in the corner of his screen.
bakugo-meaning?? i don’t think i get what you’re saying sparky.
denki rolled his eyes. he was hoping his vague explanation was just vague enough to get his point across without having to put it in black and white. he should have known it wouldn’t be that simple.
denki-meaning that if i do, i wanna like, do stuff with you too. not just us doing y/n.
the grey bubble sat in the left corner of denki’s screen for much longer than he would’ve preferred before katsuki finally sent a message.
bakugo-no shit, why do you think i asked you?
now it was denki’s turn to be confused.
denki-what do you mean?
bakugo-i asked you because i wanna do stuff with you too idiot. clearly there’s some kind of weird tension between us and i wanna figure it out, or like, fuck it out i guess.
‘i wanna do stuff with you too.’ denki nearly lost his mind as he read over the message.
denki-fair. and you’re sure y/n’s ok with it?
bakugo-she’s the one who suggested it. said some dumb shit about thinking me and you argue so much because we’re “sexually frustrated”
denki-so she’s willing to let you solve that frustration?
bakugo-as long as she’s involved, that was the deal.
denki-makes sense. well i’m down then, i’m not gonna bottom though.
bakugo-yeah fucking right you aren’t
denki-i’m not
bakugo-you are
denki-i’m not prepped
bakugo-ok? and neither am i nor will i be
denki-fine. give me like thirty minutes, then i’ll be over
bakugo-good. see you then.
denki threw his phone across his bed and stared blankly at his wall. he couldn’t believe he was actually going through with this. he rolled off the bed and walked into the bathroom to mentally and physically prepare himself for the events about to unfold. despite denki’s newfound realization that his sexuality spans farther than heterosexual attraction, this would not be his first time prepping. long story short, denki is a curious and hormonal guy who has his needs.
once he was finished, he put his sweats back on and threw on a fresh shirt to at least appear as though he was trying to be presentable. he gave himself a once over in his bathroom mirror before taking a deep breath and walking to bakugo’s dorm. the walk felt longer than usual and denki could hear his heart thudding with each step on the way there. he felt like he was about to lose his virginity again, which in a sense he was, and the fact that bakugo would be the one taking it didn’t and would probably never fully sink in. denki stopped at the door and knocked almost too softly to be audible, however, seconds later he was greeted by you opening the door wearing an all too revealing yet very appealing santa-suit themed dress.
“hey kami, excuse the outfit. we just got back from a christmas party.” you explained.
“don’t apologize, it looks…” denki trailed off as he met katsuki’s gaze from across the room. he was dressed nicely save for the tacky santa hat crowning his head, yet somehow he made it work.
“looks what? sexy?” he egged kaminari with a faint smirk lifting the corners of his lips.
“cute. i was gonna say cute.” denki chokes, the reality of the situation had begun to settle in.
“hm, well thank you.” you smiled, “now stop standing awkwardly by the door and come in.” you grabbed denki’s hand and dragged him into the room, closing and locking the door behind you.
“didn’t come here just to get shy on us sparky, did you?” bakugo teased.
“shy? yeah clearly you don’t know me as well as you think you do.” denki scoffed.
“i’m sure he’d like to get to know you better though. a lot better.” you hinted suggestively as you walked over to your boyfriend who was seated on his bed. you sat in his lap before adding, “wouldn’t you katsuki?”
his eyes averted from you to kaminari. deep red irises met soft yellow ones.
“well maybe he should come over here so i can decide how much more i wanna know.” katsuki shrugged.
denki got the hint and walked over to the bed, sitting beside you two.
“lay back” you instructed him and he obeyed. as soon as his back hit the mattress, you were climbing over him so that you could straddle his waist.
“you’re very pretty kami, did you know that?” you said sincerely, eyes having traced over every detail of his blushing face.
“oh, thank you.” he said shakily.
“mhmm. can i kiss you?” you asked, intentionally letting your eyes linger on his lips. you don’t miss how his breath hitches slightly and his eyes focus on your lips too.
“yeah. please.” he said a little too breathlessly. he mentally cursed himself for it but didn’t have much time to process his embarrassment before your mouth was pressed against his. you were warm and sweet, and good. such a good kisser. so good that he had momentarily forgotten that you are his best friend’s girlfriend. his best friend who he couldn’t see at the moment due to current preoccupations, yet he was hyper aware of his presence. what was he doing? just watching? waiting? denki’s heart was racing for so many reasons and he didn’t know if he would make it through the night if a simple kiss was driving him this insane. and to make matters more stressful, you pulled away, a string of saliva dripped down your swollen lips and denki had to fight like hell to stop himself from groaning.
“your turn.” you turned to face katsuki, gesturing for him to kiss denki next. the boys’ eyes met in a moment that appeared to be hesitation, but bakugo leaned down and attached his lips to denki’s. it was timid, the nerves swarming both boys’ bodies evidently overtook the kiss. you noticed and decided you should find a way to ease the situation. still straddling denki’s waist, you rocked your hips back and forth against him. the noise you and bakugo were rewarded with was priceless, providing bakugo with all he needed to deepen the previously apprehensive kiss.
“pretty boy makes pretty noises too, go figure.” you hum, maintaining your slow rhythm. the compliment made kaminari arch up against you, meeting the roll of your hips. his hands instinctively grabbed your thighs, squeezing almost as a way to wordlessly tell you “keep going.”
denki’s whole body was on fire. he felt like at any moment, every bolt of electricity in his body would escape against his will. he was trying so hard to control himself but the haze clouding his mind by the uncharacteristically gentle entanglement of his lips with katsuki’s and the pool of heat caused by you rutting against his most sensitive area was completely overwhelming. a sharp jolt shot through his tongue, startling both him and bakugo.
“ah fuck sparky, what the hell?” bakugo grunted, but he didn’t sound fully angry.
“shit, sorry. are you ok?” denki asked, sitting up straight so he could get a better look at bakugo.
“i’m fine, but what was that? can you control it however you want?”
“um, i don’t know actually. i didn’t even know i could control electricity with my tongue until five seconds ago.” denki looked dumbfounded by his own abilities.
“try it again.” katsuki instructed, eyes darkened by something denki couldn’t pinpoint.
“why?” he questioned.
“katsuki likes pain. he was probably turned on by it.” you shrugged in amusement.
“oh really? that’s fitting.” denki smirked.
“shut up. can you do it again or not?” bakugo huffed.
“i can try.”
denki put all his mental strength into directing his electricity to his tongue. to his surprise, and katsuki’s excitement, he was able to do it with ease.
“that’s so fucking hot.” bakugo mumbled before grabbing kaminari’s chin and kissing him again. this kiss was more feverish than the last. more passionate. you watched intently before deciding you were bored of straddling denki and wanted to provide use elsewhere. you slid off of him, careful not to disrupt the makeout session happening above you. once your knees hit the cool wood flooring, you started loosening the strings of denki’s sweatpants. you heard a muffled sound of approval and a zap come from denki followed by a groan from bakugo.
“you’re so responsive to everything, this is gonna be fun.” you directed at kaminari before grazing your hand over his member. he was already semi-hard which you found cute considering you guys hadn’t done much but kiss him. you then leaned down to place your mouth on his length through his boxers. you heard a faint fuckand suddenly there was a hand fisted in your hair.
“you want her to suck it?” you heard bakugo’s coarse voice force out. you looked up and met denki’s weary gaze while bakugo was looking down at you in anticipation. all denki could do was nod, he lacked the confidence to verbally admit that he wanted so badly to be inside your mouth.
“i don’t think she heard you sparky. try again.” bakugo said.
“y-yeah. i want her to.” denki stuttered.
“want her to what?”
denki rolled his eyes, he wasn’t going to let bakugo hold dominance over him that easily.
“you and her both know. i don’t need to say it.”
“hm, but i don’t know kami. i think maybe you should just tell me.” you chimed in, running your hand over his hard-on once more, making sure to squeeze at the base. denki bit his lip to help hold back the embarrassing moan that threatened to leave his lips. he didn’t plan on submitting to bakugo, but for you, he would listen.
“i want you to suck me off.” he said, holding eye contact as he did so.
“there you go, good boy.” you smiled.
good boy. denki liked that. a lot.
you pulled his length out of his boxers eagerly, taking a moment to bask at the size of it.
“might be bigger than you babe.” you teased, giving it a slow stroke.
“tsk- not even.” bakugo grunted, though he silently wondered if it really was.
“let me see yours then.” denki breathed shortly, already losing his composure as you began licking and sucking on his tip.
“you’d love that wouldn’t you?” bakugo laughed.
“oh come on katsuki. it’s only fair, let him see.” you shrugged before taking a few more inches of denki into your mouth. denki mewled at that, eyes clenching tightly at the sudden pressure.
“fine. but just so i can use it to shut him up, you’re loud you know.” bakugo said as he peered down at denki.
“you clearly like it though.” you took a break from sucking denki to glance at the bakugo’s obvious arousal.
“yeah whatever.” bakugo muttered as he fidgeted with his belt buckle. denki took note of how bakugo didn’t deny your accusations and that made something flutter in his stomach. that along with you taking every inch of his length into your mouth with ease.
“ahfuck y/n, shit.” denki moaned and the grip he had on your hair tightened almost painfully.
“she’s good at that huh? let’s see how well you can do.” bakugo suggested before he angled his erection in front of denki’s mouth. denki’s eyes widened and he swore his mouth started to water.
“fuck” denki groaned before grabbing the base of bakugo’s length. he then pressed his lips to the tip and slid down until his mouth met his hand. his eyes were closed until he heard “look at me” in a faint whisper. to his demise, denki followed through with bakugo’s request and looked up at him through lust-heavy eyes.
“move your hand.” bakugo continued to direct and almost as if it were against his will, denki obeyed.
“take all of it.” bakugo finished. denki swallowed nervously around what he had already managed to fit in his mouth and bakugo felt it, causing him to smile in amusement.
“don’t be nervous. you can do it.”
denki was almost certain that was supposed to sound condescending yet it came out a bit too sincerely. the encouragement turned denki on more than he’d like to admit, but he showed it through his next course of action. he inhaled deeply through his nose before pushing the rest of bakugo’s length down his throat and in a matter of seconds his nose was touching bakugo’s lower abdomen.
“that’s so fucking hot denki, you take it so well.” you chirped up. you had completely abandoned your task of sucking kaminari off due to the distraction taking place mere inches away from you. you heard what sounded like the equivalent of a static shock preceding a deep moan tearing from bakugo.
“jesus fucking christ denki, fuck.” bakugo cursed, pulling himself out of the other’s mouth.
“did you cum?” you asked in awe.
“almost. insanely fucking close.” bakugo heaved.
denki flushed at the fact the he almost made bakugo cum without really having to try. he had found a new weakness for him, being shocked.
“would’ve never guessed my quirk could be used to get someone off” he laughed lightly.
“someone with a pain kink that is.” you added.
“you say that like you don’t have one.” bakugo rolled his eyes.
“oh do you? maybe i should try it on you too” denki shrugged.
“maybe you should.” you shrugged back.
“lay down then, on your back.”
you hesitated slightly, not used to following orders from anyone other than bakugo. but you were fully intrigued by denki and his quirk so you did as told. you got up from the floor to lay on the bed and denki eagerly positioned himself between your legs, spreading them apart so he had access to what he wanted most. he lifted the fluffy red and white fabric of your dress up your thighs a bit more. then he hooked his fingers under the waistband of your underwear and slid them down your body, discarding them on the floor. denki glanced at bakugo, eyes clearly asking for permission. bakugo nodded and denki dipped his head between your thighs. he had no issue finding your clit almost immediately. he worked his tongue around it in languid circles, letting out small sparks of electricity as he did so.
“nngh,don’t stop. please don’t stop.” you moaned. the tables were then turned as you buried your hands into his hair, using your hold as a way to ground yourself. denki continued licking your swollen clit as he placed two fingers at your entrance. he teased you, pushing them in slightly then stopping. pushing. stopping. pushing. until his fingers were deep inside you. the pleasure of him grazing your gspot whilst simultaneously sucking your clit was conflicting and quite frankly, overwhelming. his consistency faltered though and a moan of bakugo’s name caught your attention. you looked to find your boyfriend fingering denki as well, lube-slicked fingers curved and out of the boy slowly.
“god that’s so hot.” you said through a broken moan.
“you’re telling me.” bakugo replied quietly, almost as if he didn’t intend to say it aloud.
“can’t wait to watch you fuck him.” you said.
“can’t wait to fuck him.” bakugo muttered, again as if it were unintentional.
“then fuck me.” denki said as he turned to face bakugo.
“you’re ready for it?” bakugo asked with more concern than he planned.
“mhmm.” denki nodded.
“are you sure?” bakugo hesitated.
“yes i’m sure. i want it katsuki, i want you.” denki admitted and he would have been embarrassed by how needy he sounded if it weren’t for the small yet endearing smile that took over bakugo’s face.
“good, because i want you too.” bakugo countered as he pressed himself into denki’s rim. denki’s throat burned at the moan he let out. he had to use his forearm to muffle his noises otherwise the whole floor would know what was going on behind their closed door.
“keep eating her out.” bakugo ordered to the disheveled boy beneath him. denki found the strength to regain focus on your pleasure. he wrapped his lips around your clit once more, this time jolts of electricity shot from his tongue uncontrollably. the feeling was indescribably arousing and you knew that both he and you would be unraveling messes within the next few minutes. bakugo was fucking into him deeply, slow yet precise strokes filling denki perfectly. it hurt slightly, but bakugo was so gentle and determined to hit the spots that made denki’s legs tremble that the pain was merely an afterthought. even though denki couldn’t properly think because of his overwhelming arousal, he did know that he wanted to make you cum before he did. he pushed his fingers into your dripping hole again, thrusting and curling them almost perfectly across your gspot. the combination of his fingers and his tongue was a nightmare in the best way possible.
“i’m gonna cum, fuck you’re so good at that. i’m gonna…” your back arched off of the mattress, hands tangling into the comforter as you came over denki’s fingers. though he didn’t stop immediately, he continued curving his fingers into you, making you writhe beneath him. he only stopped when bakugo thrusted into him a bit more harshly than he had been before, tearing a weak and broken moan from the fucked out boy
“i-i’m close. i’m so c-close.” denki stuttered.
“yeah? let me help.” you said in an almost whisper, still not completely recovered from your own orgasm.
you scooted down a little lower so that you were essentially eye level with denki. you grabbed his leaking erection and guided it toward your hole. you teased it a bit, admiring the way denki’s eyes clenched tightly and his breath got heavier. you pushed his tip into you and he took care of the rest. his hips lazily pushed the rest of his length into your wet heat and the boy nearly passed out. as if you and bakugo had telepathically communicated when you were going to make denki absolutely lose his mind, you clenched around him tightly and bakugo hit his spot perfectly.
“fuck fuck fuck, shit. i-” denki’s sentence was cut short by him pulling out of you and cumming on your dress. he collapsed beside you, not an ounce of strength available to sturdy him.
“mm,gonna cum.” is all that bakugo could manage to get out as he uses his hand to finish himself off. his cum dripped down his fingers and onto the bedsheets in a mesmerizing pool of white. denki had a strange urge to lick it all up yet lacked the energy to do so.
“i don’t think i’ve ever cum that hard in my life, and that’s saying something.” denki broke the temporarily still silence.
“agreed. how do you have a vibrator literally built into your tongue? shit was insane.” you exclaimed.
“sparky’s just perfect clearly.” bakugo input as he sat against the headboard of the bed.
“i’m not perfect.” denki laughed lightly.
“yeah you are.” bakugo said softly.
“then you are too. you and y/n.”
“perfect enough for us to do this again sometime?” you questioned.
“i was hoping so.” denki smiled.
“good.” you replied before placing an innocent peck on denki’s lips. he then looked to bakugo who was already looking at him fondly. something about the content smile on his face made denki feel safe. he could get used to yours and bakugo’s company.
a/n: i chose the characters i could see being streamers/gamers the most but lmk if you guys want a part 2 with more people :)
shoto todoroki
- you two met through twitch and immediately clicked
- you would stay up for countless hours playing anything and everything together
- your guy’s numbers started growing when you complimented shoto on stream once and he malfunctioned
- he got so flustered that he had to turn his camera off and regain composure
- ever since, your viewers have speculated something more than a friendship is going on between you two
- you guys like to feed into it and keep people guessing
shoto is down to a one v four in CSGO. somehow your whole team had slipped up and got wiped by your opposer, leaving shoto to fend for himself. you know he’s a phenomenal player, probably the best player you know in all honesty. but for some reason, your faith in him clutching this match is substantially low. your chat is in agreement, being poor sports and commenting as though shoto had already lost.
you watch as he uses his main, an AK47, to plant a perfect headshot into an unexpecting enemy.
“ok ok, nice shot shoto. 3 more like that.” you cheer him on. he’s quiet, too focused to respond but your morale boost is very appreciated on his end. you have his stream open on the side of your monitor and you watch as his eyebrows furrow so tightly together it almost makes you laugh. but you refrain, not wanting to distract him from his detrimental task. after a few seconds of walking around the map shoto is met by another member from the opposing team. his reflexes are eerily quick as he slides his mouse, aligning his crosshairs perfectly on the opponents head and taking the shot in a matter of seconds. instant headshot kill.
“holy. ok two more.” you state, quite frankly at a loss for words.
you hear a few distant shots and shoto notices them too. those cat-like reflexes take over once more, he turns to see the remaining two opponents approaching him, firing their weapons mercilessly. shoto crouches and fires his gun. he hits one opponents chest and the other’s arm, though it’s not enough to take them out. his health is dangerously low, but he fires again and lands two perfect headshots. the rest of your team goes absolutely insane and shoto has the most smug smirk on his face as he tries to humbly mask the fact that he just annihilated a one v four with mostly headshots.
“that was so sexy, oh my fucking god.” you exclaim, unaware of the volume in which you said it.
“wait, what?” he chokes, though there’s no possible way he didn’t hear what you said.
“that was sexy, you’re too good.” you repeat, adding a bit more emphasis on the ‘sexy’ this time.
you look at his stream on your screen, his face is flushed of all color save for the rich red blush creeping over his cheeks.
“yeah thanks um, you uhh, you did really sexy-really good too y/n.”
“shoto, i died in the first five seconds.” you laugh.
he turns his face cam off and you feel slightly guilty for flustering him into embarrassment, but it was fully unintentional. his reaction was cute though, an image stored away in your brain forever. you glance at your chat which is full of people laughing and saying you broke shoto. you giggle while reading each comment but your laughter is cut short by shoto’s reappearance.
“sorry about that, needed some water.” shoto explains while awkwardly scratching the back of his head. “chat relax, stop spamming ‘sexy shoto’” he continues.
you laugh again before muttering, “i mean, they’re not wrong.” to what you thought was yourself, but apparently you need to work on your whispering because both your chat and shoto hear you.
“maybe i need to start clutching one v fours more often then.” he tries to play it off coolly but that telltale blush is still plastered on his face.
“if you clutch another one then i might just have to kiss you, i don’t even know.” you joke, though you’re not sure if you’re even fully joking at this point.
“bet.” he responds as you guys queue up for another match, where shoto does in fact clutch another one v four.
denki kaminari
- you’re his streamer crush
- you know of him because you’ve played with him in a few lobbies put together by mutual friends
- but everything you know about him is surface level
- one thing you do know about him though, is he’s very competitive
- and so are you
- so what happens when you two are put in the same crab game lobby?
- one word…
- chaos
you tend to be decently calm and collected, but for some reason video games bring out the absolute devil in you. today one of your friends invited you to play crab game in a huge group they had put together. you figured it’d be super fun to play with your friends and meet people in the lobby that you haven’t yet, so you agreed to be apart of it.
upon entering the game, chaos is already ensuing. there are about fifty players already in game, chatting and jumping all over the place, hitting each other and laughing. you can tell tonight is going to be fun.
you’re about to go see if you can find anyone you know when someone with a name you’re somewhat familiar with but don’t know too well begins to approach you.
“i hear you’ve never lost a game of crab game” the guy states.
interesting way to start a conversation you think to yourself.
“you’ve heard correctly then.” you respond smugly. it’s true, granted you’ve only played three times, but still.
“well i’m here to change that.” he responds. you can’t see his face but you can tell he has an all too confident smirk spread across it.
“well, denki? am i saying that right?” you ask and he simply hums in response.
“that’s big talk for someone i didn’t even know existed until five seconds ago.” you continue.
“oh trust, you’ll know who i am by the end of the game.” he says nonchalantly before walking away.
you could scoff at his audacity, but something about the banter intrigued you and you most definitely were not about to let him win.
after everyone has readied up, the game starts with the classic red light green light. you’re stood to the right of the map and you notice denki walking towards you and stopping once he’s standing behind you. you know what he’s about to try and do, he wants to hit you during a red light so you get eliminated. clever but predictable, you don’t plan on letting him win that easily.
the huge doll at the end of the path begins singing, signaling that it’s time for the players to move. you do exactly that, making sure to dodge and weave to make it difficult for denki to hit you.
“why are you moving so much, you scared?” denki asks while everyone is stopped and waiting for the doll to move again.
“not scared of you if that’s what you’re implying.”
“are you sure about that?” denki questions before clicking his mouse, causing his character to hit yours.
in perfect timing, the doll turns around and begins singing again.
“i’ll remember that.” you say, already plotting how you’d get your revenge for his attempted murder.
you both barely complete this round after countless attempts to get the other eliminated. this continues for the entire game with you guys targeting one another other in each challenge, ignoring anyone around you. obstacle after obstacle, you guys barely make it through. no one else is seen as a threat and it almost seems as though all the other players are leaving you to hash out whatever rivalry had brewed in the lobby.
eventually you two are the last ones standing in bomb tag. the premise of the game is to be the last one standing without the bomb. you’re the one who starts with it and denki is already sprinting across the map. he jumps and climbs ladders with ease, gaining distance on you. though you’re able to cut him off and tag him, transferring the bomb to him. you run away as quickly as possible but you evidently weren’t fast enough because he tags you back immediately. you’re now in possession of the bomb again with fifteen seconds on the clock. ten seconds. five seconds. you lose hope in winning until denki trips up and accidentally slips down a ladder, you tag him and the bomb explodes his character.
“hell yeah, eat my ass bitch boy. what was that you said about changing my win rate? i can’t hear you talking shit now. aw, are you embarrassed? cute.” you say with mock sympathy. you’re admittedly a bit too excited for winning something as dumb as crab game, but it’s the satisfaction of beating denki that’s so gratifying. you wait for a response for a couple seconds, hearing a faint
“chat, i think she’s my soulmate.” before respawning back in the lobby.
katsuki bakugo
- you’re his significant other that makes occasional appearances on his stream
- like denki, he’s very competitive
- so his viewers think it’s hilarious how soft he gets when you’re there
- he’ll be in the midst of cussing someone out with every cuss word known to man in two different languages
- then you’ll walk in and ask what he wants for dinner and he’s just like
- “whatever you want baby, i know you had a long day so get what’ll make you happy. let me bow down to you and kiss your feet while you’re at it.”
- that’s not exactly what he says, but his chat swears that’s what he sounds like
“holy shit you absolute fucking moron, are you actually fucking kidding me deku? how are you so fucking shit at this game?” bakugo practically growls at his friend on the other end of the discord call.
“i literally asked for backup ten times but your dumb ass wanted to try and take out a whole team on your own.” izuku explains.
“well maybe if you weren’t complete dog shit you wouldn’t have needed backup in the first place doofus.” bakugo counters.
“says the guy who died to a bot last round.” kirishima laughs, chiming in on the argument.
“fuck off. don’t even get me started on you, you fucking-”
“hey babe, oh sorry. i didn’t know you were still streaming.” you stop yourself, beginning to back out of the room.
“wait no, it’s ok. come say hi.” bakugo says, his tone a complete 180 from the menacing demon he was about to unleash on kirishima. you walk into frame, sitting in the extra chair that katsuki has for whenever you guest star in his streams.
“hi chat. hi eijiro and izuku.” you smile and wave, catching how bakugo looks at you endearingly as you do so. his chat starts booming with ‘hi y/n’s’ and ‘how are you’s.’
“i’m good, how are you guys?” you ask, used to this routine from the first time you appeared on bakugo’s stream. one comment in particular catches your eye.
‘i’m good, bakugo seems to be having a rough day though lol’
you read the comment aloud before laughing to yourself and asking “why’s that?” even though you could more than likely guess why.
‘he’s ass at valorant but keeps blaming his friends for it’ someone else comments.
“i heard” you respond “katsuki, you can’t cuss out your friends for being shit when you’re shit yourself.”
“damn, she got you there.” you hear kirishima mumble.
“kirishima shut the hell up before i shove my fist up your-”
“katsuki.” you cut him short, rolling your eyes at how easily hot headed your boyfriend can get.
“sorry.” he mutters, voice still sharp yet carrying a lot less bite.
you glance over his chat again, looking at everyone talking about how amusing it is that you calm him down so easily.
you and bakugo spot a ‘i can definitely tell who wears the pants in this relationship and it’s not bakugo…’ comment at the same time.
“tsk. i wear the pants. end of story.” bakugo grunts.
“hm, wonder if you’d still enjoy wearing the pants while you’re sleeping on the couch tonight.” you shrug.
“what? no.” his whole demeanor softens as he turns to face you, his eyes are pleading for any sign of a joke in yours.
“ok fine, we share the pants. a pant leg each.” he sighs.
“better.” you reply with a smile and you stand up to leave.
you wave ‘bye’ to bakugo’s viewers, basking in the glory of them all knowing katsuki has an inescapable soft spot for you, and there’s nothing he can do about it.
request: if I could possibly get Bakugou eating out a shy reader for her very first time, and she’s really nervous (kind of scared even) but Bakugou’s really soft about it? May be uncharacteristically soft for him, but I love to see that :) Thanks so much <3
a/n: i’m a todoroki simp but writing this made me so soft please, maybe i love bakugou
bakugou is your first serious boyfriend. you’ve had a handful of flings and been through a few talking stages within your lifetime, but none have ever gotten to the point that you and bakugou are currently at. the two of you have been together for six months, and it’s been the most fulfilling six months of your lives. you understand each other in ways that not many other people can, which is what makes your bond so special. you’re not afraid to admit that you’re completely in love with bakugou, and neither is he. his typically hot-headed, short-tempered nature dissolves by tenfold whenever you’re around and its quite precious really. he’s extremely calm and patient with you, which is why he’s so understanding of you being reluctant in terms of sexual interaction.
there’s been countless occasions where the two of you have gotten awfully close to getting intimate with one another, but you always seem to stop it before anything gets too escalated. bakugou is fine with it, at least you believe he is. he never complains or asks why, just kisses you and tells you he’ll wait for whenever you’re ready. you appreciate him for that more than he’ll ever know, but part of you still can’t help but feel guilty for never letting things go any further. you know he wants it, you can tell by the glint of disappointment that flashes in his eyes whenever you lightly push him away or tell him ‘not today.’ the truth is, you’ve never actually been touched in a sexual manner before and quite honestly, you’re scared to be. you’re embarrassed to tell him that because most people let their partners touch them intimately with no question, but for some reason you get extremely nervous just thinking about it. it’s not even that you don’t want him to, you just can’t help but overthink everything when it comes to sexual situations. but you’ve reached a point where you’re tired of feeling so worried over something that shouldn’t be this terrifying. so, as you’re laying on bakugou’s chest in bed, his hand lightly grasping your chin as he tilts your head back to kiss you deeply, you decide now is the time to open up.
“bakugou.” you sigh softly, pulling away from the kiss.
“hmm?” he hums, eyes focused on you.
“you want to touch me don’t you?” you ask genuinely but the question catches him off guard. he chokes on a laugh and tries to mask the small grin tugging at his lips when he realizes how serious you are.
“i mean, of course i do. but why are you asking?” he quirks an eyebrow at you.
“i don’t know, we’ve been dating for half a year now and haven’t really done anything. i want to and i can tell you do too but…” you trail off, that familiar feeling of embarrassment coming back to bite you.
“but what?” his eyes narrow in confusion.
“i’m scared to.” you mumble, burying your face into bakugou’s chest in order to avoid eye contact. you feel him place his hand on the back of your head and begin playing with your hair.
“that’s ok you know. i think everyone’s at least a little scared for their first time. but just know that there’s no pressure for you to be ready anytime soon. and if you are ready, i’ll make sure you feel more than comfortable with everything.”
you look up at him to meet his gaze. he flashes you a kind smile and your stomach churns a bit. something in you is telling you to just go for it, so you do. you lean upwards to attach your lips to bakugou’s. the kiss is timid, slow, but progressively develops into something a bit more passionate. you readjust your position so that you’re now straddling your boyfriend’s lap and he lets out a low noise that closely resembles a groan. you feel a tingling feeling in your core, inadvertently causing you to rotate your hips against bakugou’s. you both let out breathy moans at that, swallowing each other’s noises within the kiss. bakugou’s hands find their way to your hips, resting there while yours tangle their way into his hair. you’ve made out with bakugou plenty of times, but something about this feels different. feels better. just when you thought you couldn’t get anymore worked up, bakugou’s tongue slides against your bottom lip. you know exactly what he wants and gladly grant it to him. his tongue pushes past your lips and into your mouth, not too much to make it awkward but enough the make your hips jut against his just a bit harder. at this point you both are evidently aroused, bakugou’s hard-on is pressing up against your throbbing center and the only noises filling the room are both of your soft moans. you never want if to end, but unfortunately, it does.
“lay on your back.” bakugou says weakly after disconnecting the kiss. you look at him hesitantly and he whispers a comforting ‘it’ll be ok’ before placing a kiss on your forehead. the gesture calms your nerves and you do as told, lying on your back as you wait for what’s to happen next.
bakugou moves in between your legs, hovering over you slightly. he trails his hands tenderly down the insides of your thighs before resting them on the hem of the pajama shorts you’re currently wearing. you tremble at the touch and bakugou looks at you with concern.
“we don’t have to go all the way today, but i still want to make you feel good.” he says sweetly. you’re so tempted to let go and just let him, but you can’t seem to shake the nerves.
“i’m still nervous.” you admit shyly.
“is there a reason why?”
“what if you don’t like what you see? like, i don’t know, what if i gross you out?” you question and bakugou frowns.
“y/n, you’re the single most beautiful person i’ve ever seen in my life. i love you idiot, a lot. there’s not an inch of you that i don’t, or won’t like. i promise. ok?”
you could almost cry at how genuinely heartfelt bakugou’s words are and you feel every ounce of anxiety escape your body.
“ok, i’m ready. and i love you too katsuki.” you smile. he returns your smile before placing a soft peck to your lips, trailing kisses down from your lips to your neck, then your collarbone. his hands are resting on your sides as he sucks a bruise onto your skin. you let out a quiet moan that bakugou can’t help but grin at before he begins pulling your shirt up your body. you take the hint and lift yourself up a bit, aiding him in lifting the shirt over your head. he follows suit, pulling his shirt off as well in an attempt to help you feel more comfortable. your eyes graze over this curves and dips of your boyfriend’s defined body and his do the same to you. you hadn’t worn a bra underneath your shirt so your bare torso is fully on display for bakugou to see.
“fuck, you’re so pretty.” he mutters under his breath. you intended on thanking him for the compliment but him reaching down to attach his mouth to your nipple prevented that. you can’t help but let out a moan of his name which shoots a wave of pleasure straight to his member. he continues to alternate between sucking each nipple for a few more moments before kissing his way down your stomach. the foreign feeling forces you to arch into his touch. bakugou is obsessed with how responsive and sensitive you are, its making him painfully turned on.
he places a kiss on the hem of your shorts before linking his fingers there and lightly tugging, insinuating that he wants them off. you lift your hips, allowing him to pull the fabric off your body, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. he kisses up and down the inner parts of each thigh before pulling away to look at you.
“are you sure this is ok? i really don’t wanna do anything you’re uncomfortable with.” he asks, wanting to reinforce that you’re truly fine with all of this.
“i’m positive, i’m ready katsu.” you reply.
he places another kiss to the inside of your right thigh before pulling your panties to the side, revealing your dripping wet folds. you gasp at the cool air hitting your sensitive area and bakugou groans at how wet you are.
“holy shit.” he breathes before pressing a gentle kiss to your clit, testing your reaction. your eyes meet his in anticipation, waiting for something more to happen. then finally, he licks your folds at a teasing pace. your hands gain leverage in his hair, tugging at the blond locks. he continues licking your swollen clit, circling and massaging the nub with his tongue. he’s clearly done this before and you’re not quite sure how long you’re going to last.
he shifts his attention from your clit to your hole, teasing the ring expertly. your grip on his hair tightens and the two of you moan in perfect unison. then bakugou’s tongue dips inside of you and the feeling is almost overwhelming.
“fuck, you’re so good at that.” you groan. he looks up at you with a smug grin, his tongue still languidly tasting your insides. you find yourself moving your hips against his mouth unintentionally, but you can’t help it. it feels too good. but what you don’t know yet, is that it can feel even better.
he removes his tongue from your hole and replaces it with a finger and you let out a loud string of obscenities. he reattaches his mouth to your clit once more, sucking while simultaneously fucking his finger in and out of you. he’s hypnotized by all the sounds leaving your lips, almost cumming in his pants as he listens.
“mm, your little noises are so hot.” he mumbles against you and you can feel your arousal increase at the praise. he adds another finger, curling both upwards and you swear you begin seeing white. between bakugou sucking gently on your clit as he also massages your spot with his fingers, you know you’re pretty much done for.
“nngh, katsuki. fuck, i’m so close.” you moan as you toss your head back, clenching your eyes shut.
“yeah? i’ve wanted to make you cum for so long, cum for me pretty girl.” he moans against you.
with those words, you’re a goner. your back arches off the bed, pressing deeper into bakugou’s touch and you’re completely overcome with pleasure. your grip on katsuki’s hair grows dangerously tight as your orgasm surges through you. he keeps his fingers inside you, fucking you through your high until you’re limp around the digits.
“oh my god.” you sigh once your vision has returned from your dizzying climax.
“was that ok?” bakugou questions, laying down beside you.
“ok? that was more than ok. it was amazing.” you reply, unable to contain your huge smile.
“see, there was nothing to worry about idiot. told you i’d make you feel good.”
“that you did.” you laugh. “seems like you need to feel good too.” you point out, acknowledging his very noticeable erection.
“it’s ok, i’ll go take care of it.” he shrugs.
“you could do that…but um, i think i want to help you.” you say hesitantly.
“are you sure?”
“mhm” you nod.
“then i’d love your help.” he smiles before placing a sweet kiss to your lips.
