Reader: Gender Neutral Character:Katsuki Bakugou Rating: G Summary:It was colder than you expected. Warning:Fluff, Bickering Tip Jar |Commission Info | Ask Box: Open
January ripped through the city like nothing else. The cold hit with a force and it felt like it was never going to end. You thought that your jacket was going to keep you warm, but as soon as you exited your home, there was a chill that ran up your spine.
As the snow pelted down on you, you wrapped your arms around yourself and shivered. You trudged through the snow and slowly made your way to campus.
“Fuck. Fuck.” You grumbled to yourself as you crossed the street and passed Bakugou who was also walking to U.A.
He picked up on your grumbling to yourself and slowed down his pace to be in in time with yours. He looked at you curiously and asked, “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Nothing, Katsuki. I’m fine.” You said as you blushed a little. You might have had a slight crush on Bakugou, but you weren’t going to let him know that.
He grabbed you by the jacket arm and said, “Nothing? You’re shivering you idiot.”
You got out of his grasp and said, “I’m fine.”
He rolled his eyes and said, “You’re cold. Or are you just that dumb?”
You shot him a look and tried to move ahead, “I’m fine, Katsuki. I’ll make it to school without frostbite.” You blushed further as you tried to stomp through the snow. Another shiver ripped through you and he noticed.
“I don’t get cold, so you’ll be warm with my jacket.” He said.
“I can’t take your jacket, Katsuki.” You said as you rubbed your shoulders to keep you warm. You trudged through the snow, trying to out pace him but the high snow prevented that.
He rolled his eyes, and shrugged off his jacket, leaving him in his undershirt and long sleeved uniform shirt. He threw the jacket over your shoulders and said, “Shut up and take it.”
You slid off your backpack and put the jacket on over your already worn jacket. And managed tog et your bag back on despite all the bulk. You felt significantly warmer.
“Thanks, Katsuki.” You thanked as you looked at him.
“Just don’t tell anyone, got it? I don’t want them thinking I’m soft or some shit. give it back to me by the end of the day, got it? I don’t feel like hunting you down.” He warned as he started to pick up his pace and walk through thr heavy snow.
You noticed that he didn’t even flinch at the cold or shiver as he walked ahead of you. You guessed he really didn’t get that cold.
When he was slightly ahead of you, you put your nose into the collar on the jacket and inhaled the soft caramel scent. Maybe borrowing the coat for a day wasn’t such a bad idea.
Reader: Gender Neutral Character:Katsuki Bakugou Rating: G Summary:Bakugou is injured and you have to take care of him. Warning: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort Tip Jar |Commission Info | Ask Box: Open
“Ouch, ouch. Fuck, stop!” Bakugou yelped as you applied new bandages onto his back. He was laid stomach down on to your bed as you applied them onto his back.
“I need to get these on you.” You reminded him as you stuck more of the bandages onto his skin, you covered the marks left behind from the last villain.
“They hurt.” He groaned.
“You’ll live.” You reminded him, “So hold still.”
Bakugou had been attacked by someone with a fire quirk, someone he hadn’t seen before. And in the process of fighting him, he got burned across his back and shoulders.
After he left the hospital, you were tasked with helping him with his injured while he recovered. He couldn’t reach that far across his back to put the bandages on correctly.
You tried to be careful with your placement of the bandages, but sometimes it was hard because you had to rip one off before you put another on.
But Bakugou grinned and bore through it for you. He knew you were just trying to help. Ever since going pro, he had a bit more patience with people. But especially with you.
“How do you feel now? I added the gel to the bandages.” You remarked as you rubbed a part of his back that wasn’t burnt.
“Better.” He sighed against the mattress.
“Good.” You said as you kissed him on the shoulder, “Do you want some lunch?”
“That sounds pretty good.” Since getting hurt and unable to go back to work for a while, he hadn’t been eating as much. You helped him up and led him to the kitchen.
He stood by while you microwaved some leftovers from the night before. Something simple, beef, rice and vegetables with a bit of sauce. Nothing too complicated.
“It smells good.” He remarked as he leaned over to you. He wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his face into your hair, “You smell good too.”
You chuckled and looked up to kiss him on the lips. When the microwave turned off, you plated the food and he helped you carrying the plates to the table.
You sat across from each other, worried crossed your expression as you saw Bakugou wince as he sat down.
“Are you okay?” You asked, “Does it still hurt?”
He shrugged, “Yeah, I guess. Sometimes if I sit weird, it hurts.”
You reached across the table and rubbed his bandaged hand, “I promise you’ll be better soon.” And then gave him a small smile.
He smiled slightly at you and nodded his head, “You’re right.”
As he picked at his rice, he kept his gaze levelled with yours. You just looking at him and smile. No one took care of him the way that you took care of him.
“I love you.” He said.
You broke into a grin, “I love you too, Katsuki.”
Bakugou knew that he was always able to rely on you. Because he loved you and you loved him.
Reader: Gender Neutral Character:Katsuki Bakugou Rating: G Summary:You and Katsuki give each other stick n’ pokes during winter break. Warning:Fluff, Tattoos Tip Jar |Commission Info | Ask Box: Open
“Close your eyes. It’ll hurt less, that way.” He said.
“This is going to hurt.” You groaned as you leaned against his bed frame. It was about two o’clock in the morning on your last day of winter break.
You were curled up in a sleepover with Bakugou and he had the brilliant idea to do some stick n’ pokes on each other. You did a couple on his legs where they would be covered by his pants and boots and a small star on his wrist. It was his turn to put some on you.
“Stop being such a baby, I’m only going to do one.” He said.
You whined and shuffled further back on the bed. You were such a baby when it came to pain, you could dole out all kinds of pain when it came to your hero work, but when it came to receiving it. You acted like it was the end of the world.
He crawled further up the bed, with the needle in hand, “I’m only going to put the explosion emoji on your thigh.”
“Why the fucking explosion emoji.”
“So everyone knows you’re mine.” He said with a smirk.
You huffed and scooted forward towards him and splayed out your exposed legs. You were in just a pair of simple briefs that rode up exposing the tops of your thighs.
“Perfect.” He smiled as he went in and started to poke at the skin, “Keep your eyes shut, babe.”
You rolled your head back and shut your eyes. You clutched the covers and hissed a little at the feeling. It was odd and slightly hurt.
He worked with careful hands, having outline the symbol on your thigh earlier.
“We’re going to get in so much trouble for this.” You chuckled.
“No one will see it, unless you’re pulling your pants down for other guys.” His eyes casted up to you.
You stuck your tongue out, “Yeah fucking our entire class.”
He rolled his eyes, like you’d ever cheat. You two were attached at the hip, you were the only two people you two could tolerate. Everyone else was getting in the way of your goals. But you were a little softer with your best friend Kirishima than Bakugou was. Regardless you and the blonde were a team.
When he finished he said, “Open your eyes.” You did so and looked down at it, seeing the skin etched into your skin. You moved your thigh a little bit.
“It looks good.” You said.
“Yeah lots of room to work with.” He remarked as he put the needle down and leaned back to admire his work.
You stuck your tongue out once more, “Oh fuck off, Katsuki. You calling me fat.”
He pinched your thigh, “I like my partners thick anyway.” His grin was almost feral, “I told you it wasn’t too bad. Want another, was thinking my initials beside it.”
“Possessive fuck, give me the pen I’ll draw the next design.” You remarked as you grabbed the ballpoint pen off the bed and started working.
He smirked at you as you worked. Admiring his work some more. There was always going to be a piece of him with you even when you two couldn’t be together.
Reader: Gender Neutral (Plus Size) Character:Katsuki Bakugou Rating: G Summary:Prompt: "Sorry, I just really love wearing your sweater cause it smells like you!“ Warning:Fluff, Plus Sized Reader Tip Jar |Commission Info | Ask Box: Open
Bakugou’s jacket wrapped around you tightly as you two walked down the street. You both had the day off at U.A. and wanted to spend some time together.
You brought the collar of the jacket to your nose and sniffed it, taking in the scent of his body spray. You giggled to yourself and pulled it closer around you.
You weren’t able to zip it up because of your chest size, but it was warm enough to wear it open and let it bring you comfort. You brought your nose to the collar again and took a deep inhale.
It brought butterflies to your stomach, you smiled to yourself as you held Bakugou’s hand with your other hand.
At the crosswalk you did it again, and Bakugou noticed you out of the corner of his eye. He smirked to himself and asked, “Whatcha doing, babe?”
"Sorry, I just really love wearing your jacket cause it smells like you!” You yelped. You pulled your face away from the jacket and shoved your hands into the pockets of the jacket. You were obviously embarrassed.
“It’s okay, babe. You look cute in it anyway.” He smirked, “Shows that you’re mine.”
You blushed and looked away from him, “Oh shut up.”
He leaned in and kissed your neck, “I like it, babe.”
You crossed the street and entered the mall on the other side of the street. He kept his arm looped around yours as you entered and went to the food court. He likes the sight of you in his jacket.
Your full figure suited the black and orange well. He watched you order lunch and lick your lips as you waited for the food. He couldn’t help himself and leaned in to kiss you on the lips.
“Keep the jacket.” He said, “It looks great on you.”
“Katsuki, are you sure?” You asked.
He nodded and went in for another kiss, “You look amazing in it. I want to see you in it all the time.”
You chuckled, “I can’t even zip it up.”
“Don’t care, just keep wearing it sweetheart.”
“But what if the scent goes away?” You playfully pouted.
He kissed you again and said, “Then I’ll wear it again. Then give it back for you to look so hot in it.”
You sniffed the collar again and held onto Bakugou’s hand. You smiled at him and leaned against him as you waited for your food. You’d keep the jacket, so you’d have a part of your boyfriend always.
→being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
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a/n: a drunk and wild part lol part 13.5 will be up soon ☺️ hope you all enjoy
Pairing:Bakugo x Reader. Suitable for Males, Females, Non Binary, all of them :D Characters: Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Minoru Mineta, Mezo Shoji, Koji Koda, Hanta Sero Rating: Completely SFW
Dis is fluff about my angry boi. He deserves some love :,(
Ah Valentine’s Day… The one day where you can shamelessly buy your crush some flowers or chocolates and they have to accept it. UA’s halls buzzed with glee and chittering from its students. You sat at your desk, doodling in your notebook as you waited for class to start. “Hey Y/N!” Denki’s head dips below your eyes, taking away your sight of the page that your pen made contact with. “Why hello there human taser.” You say with a smile. “What can I do ya for?” “I just wanted to give you this.” He stated casually, pulling out a box of chocolates. You pout with thankful and joyful eyes. As if you had just seen a puppy. “Aww Kaminari.” “Don’t thank me, they’re actually from Kiri, he just got too nervous so I did it for him.” Your smile widens, the thought of nervous Kiri was one you found quite adorable. You lean further into your desk to look at Kiri who sat in the same row. “Thank you.” You mouth to him. He blushes and mouths back. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” His lips curled into a contagious smile. “Anyways… I got you this!” Denki whipped out a heart shaped card and slammed it on your desk excitedly. “Happy V day weirdo!” You laugh at him and pick up the card. “Thank you doofus.” You say as you lightly punch him in the arm.
“Y/N!” You turn to see a joyous Midoriya. “Hey! How’s your Valentine’s so far?” “Chocolates from Kiri, card from Denki, Koji picked me some flowers and Shoji kept Mineta as far away from everyone as possible. So pretty great!” You beam. “Wow! That’s awesome! Got a Valentine yet?” “Nah,” You shrug, “I mean, I’ve gotten gifts but not really a Valentine specifically. What about you?” “Few cards, nothing too special.” He laughs. “Beats nothing though.” “That’s true.” As your eyes glance up you notice Bakugo heading towards the two of you. A frown plastered on his face with his hands shoved in his pockets. It’s not like a negative face on him was unusual, this one just seemed different in some sort of way. He slipped past in silence. “Hey, what about Bakugo? Has he gotten anything?” You ask as you peer back at him. “Not that I know of. Kacchan never really liked Valentine’s Day.” “Hm.” Your brows furrow.
7:34pm You pace your room in thought, glancing over to the blood red rose that Sero left by your door. Valentine’s Day made you smile. Made you feel loved and appreciated. You hands slip into your bottom drawer and pull out a small, rectangular box. You kick the drawer closed and hide the box in your jumper, slipping out of your room.
Your knuckles lightly knock on the wooden door that stood before your wandering eyes. It forcefully swung open exposing a grumpy Katsuki Bakugo. “What do you want?” He grunted as he eyed you off. “Just wanted to ask you somethin’.” You smile warmly. Your gentle eyes settling on his fiery ones. “Get it over with.” His tone never seemed to change from simply irritated. You hesitate, wondering whether or not you should just back out. “Well…” You unzip your jumper and pull out the box. “I got you this.” You place it in his hands as he raises an eyebrow. “I know you like spicy stuff so I got these really tasty–” “Why?” He frowns again. You inhale deeply. Probably at the sheer stupidity and cluelessness of this cutie. “I wanted to know… if you’d be my Valentine.” You release the breath that made home to your lungs. Bakugo was silent. It felt like hours had past as he just stood. Staring at you. “You’re serious aren’t you?” “Of course.” You say firmly. You wanted him to know that you meant business. Silence once again. He sighed exasperatedly. “Fine.” His reply taking you by complete surprise. Your eyes lit up. “Great! No backing out now. Come with me, we’re watching a movie back at my dorm.” “What?! I never agreed to this!” He barked as you dragged him out of his room by his hand. “Too bad so sad. I said so.” You skip off down the hall, looking back every few seconds to make sure he was following. Surely enough, even while dragging his feet, he was. Perhaps it was the night to finally tell him. You wanted him to be your Valentine for a while now. “Hey Y/N.” “Hm?” “Thanks. I guess.”
character : katsuki bakugou genre : angst, fluff, crack words : 2.5k+
themes : pining, ongoing fic, truth or dare, angsty, fluff, kissing masterlist
synopsis: bakugou isn’t one to back down from a dare, so when he’s dared to make y/n fall in love with him, he does just that, not expecting to fall in love himself.
important - this is a rewrite of the original i made a couple months ago so ignore them they’ll be deleted shortly after uploading this!.
your quirk : telekinesis, you can make yourself float and occasionally fly, your hair lifts up as well, you can use your hands and mind but usually use your hands since it stabilizes the power, you can also transfer power into any limb you desire which gives it strength for however long. if you use too much your nose bleeds and you can faint.
listen to: cigarette daydreams | cage the elephant please never fall in love again | ollie mn let’s fall in love for the night | finneas these are all on my “bakugou.” playlist on my spotify : VIYA
“the girls are going to be here in 10 minutes sooo why don’t we play truth or dare until then!” denki smirked looking around the circle of boys.
(this game is a little different, you spin a bottle and whoever it lands on first has to ask the second person it lands on and the second person picks a piece of a paper out a bowl getting either “T"or “D”, there are more truths in the bowl than dare”).
“seems cool!” kirishima agreed sipping his soda as sero and some others agreed, “bakubroo you in?” denki widened his eyes at him mimicking a cat “do i have a choice?”.
“no no you do not!” the electric blonde concluded, groaning he mumbled out a “fine.” making the boys cheer.
sero placed a bottle in the centre of the circle, the first time it landed on kirishima and then todoroki who picked out a piece of paper with a small “T” written on it. “hmm todoroki, who’s your best friend?” as soon as the question left the red-heads mouth everyone groaned knowing the answer.
“y/n” he stated. “WE ALREADY KNEW THAT SHITTY HAIR” the angry blonde yelled with a frown, “i wanted to start off easy!!” kirishima defended sheepishly.
the next round the bottle landed on sero and bakugou who got truth, “bakugou, who out of the girls do you find a worthy opponent to spar with” sero smirked knowingly, “probably l/n, before either of you say shit it’s because she doesn’t hold back” the boy defended.
“ugh i love y/n, i think i annoy her though” denki thought out loud pouting, “that’s because you record her doing random things because it gets you views” ojiro laughed thinking back to all the times you scolded him for it.
“HEY WELL, i didn’t know she’d be so popular on tiktok when i first included her, and all she did was glare at the camera” he fake sobbed.
“did you not see the tiktoks after kacchan’s spar with her? they just sat out of breath sweaty and that got millions of views” midoriya spoke pointing at bakugou.
denki shrugged muttering a quiet “not fair”. once again the bottle spun landing on kirishima and denki, “denki who do you like” he immediately blurted out, “i thought that was obvious?.. jirou”.
“was that meant to be a secret?!” bakugou raised an eyebrow at the red-head, “I DIDN’T KNOW MAN!” he yelled in fake annoyance as everyone laughed.
this time the bottle landed on denki and bakugou who finally got a dare, “FINALLY OKAY, time to give you an impossible dare” the electric boy cackled with a hand on his chin in thought, “i dare you to make y/n fall in love with you!”… silence.
“don’t you think that’s a bit harsh” midoriya whispered, “hey cmon y/n doesn’t have time for boys or need them, bakugou will finally fail at something” he smiled at the blonde who only rolled his eyes.
“seems like a shitty idea” he stated as todoroki agreed, “c’monn bakugou you’re not a chickdn are you?” denki teased clucking.
“coward” he added making the blonde glare, “FINE” he yelled, the other boys groaned shaking their heads.
and as if on cue you walked in.
you raised a brow at the unnerving silence sitting in between midoriya and todoroki who made space for you, mina waltzed in after followed by the other girls ‘what’s with the silence” mina said in a sing-song voice.
“we’re playing truth or dare tonight” todoroki explained to you as you felt a pair of eyes on you, many actually as if waiting for you to do something.
“what?” you questioned as the boys quickly shook their heads you sat with your legs crossed staring into the ceiling “you just look very pretty” sero quickly made up an excuse not lying.
“thanks sero” you mumbled as uraraka hugged you from behind muttering something in your ear “bakugou keeps staring at you” she giggled, you rolled your eyes slightly at her antics turning back to the circle “so?”.
“sooo you’d look cute together” she smirked giving you a quick forehead kiss crawling back to her place before you could push her away groaning.
a couple rounds went by, this time landing on denki and bakugou, “dare again bakugou!, i dare you to kiss the person opposite to you”.
the room went silent looking at the person opposite him, unfortunately that was you and you were trying to fix a thread loose on todoroki’s shirt, “y/n” he looked at you as you gave up using your hands and tried using your quirk instead “shut up i’ve got this” you spoke looking up.
“oh shit, who died” you sat down as the circle peered at you, “apparently you” jirou snickered, “why did i die” you asked a little scared, “you have to kiss a pomeranian” momo answered grimacing.
“fuck i got a dare? we don’t have a-” but you shut up as she pointed to the pomeranian in question.
denki burst out laughing as you sighed staring at the boy, i mean this couldn’t be too bad right.. at least it isn’t mineta.
you basically chanted the last sentence in your head as the group pushed you into the middle.
thankfully the music in the background meant it wouldn’t be completely silent so you stared as you both kneeled in front of each other, “surprised you’re not screaming” you joked.
he rolled his eyes staring at your features “yeah me too” he boldly stated, you inched your face closer to his, his face now a shoe away but before you could come any closer he grabbed your jaw with his thumb and pointer immediately pressing his lips to yours.
you flinched a little in surprise but relaxed into it, he momentarily pulled away noses still touching and placed another hand behind your neck to deepen the kiss prodding his tongue at your lips as if asking you for permission which you granted but only for a second, you pulled away first.
his hand left your jaw as his eyes met yours, his crimson eyes stared into your e/c ones, but you took this as an opportunity to tease him so you looked into one eye switching to the other and then his lips before pushing yourself back into your seat.
the others basically yelled as you both got seated “well” you thought, that wasn’t horrible… you had butterflies.
…
maybe it was the way your heart raced afterwards or the lingering eyes, i mean who wouldn’t feel like that after something as intense as that.
denial.
there was always more to him than just his anger, no his anger was a mask for his insecurities.. was that not obvious or did no one else pay enough attention to him like you do.
nobody else had experienced the blissful moments, the times of calm under the scorching heat, when you’d both fall to the ground sweat covered but content with your training.
“you’ve gotten stronger” it was a fact not surprise, just a fact. “damn right i have” he replied like he would, “but if we still keep tying then you’ve gotten stronger as well”.
the simple things, the little words, sentences he’d add as if to reassure your strength as if to say “you’re doing well too but i’d never admit that so take the hint”.
but you didn’t notice this yet.
it had been about an hour since you kissed the infamous hot head and the game went on as normal, “y/n you have to make a thirst-trap with me” you choked on your peach tea as shoto patted your back accompanied by midoriyas furious patting as if you were on deaths door.
you sighed burying your head in your hands as your friends cackled.
“y/n you look tired” todoroki stated turning to the time, “deku and i trained a little late” you yawned as the green haired boy snored on your shoulder.
“baku-bro if you stare at him like that any longer he’s going to have a nightmare” kirishima nervously laughed as the blonde scoffed at midoriya turning away.
“i think i’m going to go up to my dorm” you told the dual-haired boy getting up, you lifted midoriya with your quirk swinging him over your shoulder so his head was in the crook of your neck, “do you need some help y/n?” todoroki asked as you broke the circle from the group.
“yeah can you open the door”, the boy did just that as the others said goodnight.
“sleep well greeny” you lifted midoriya onto the bed, staring curiously at all his all might figures, “having fun?” a familiar voice spoke making you flinch slightly at the voice amidst the near silent snores.
“not particularly” you replied swiftly shaking the blanket from under the duvet and placing it over your friend but just as you did that his arms reached out grabbing you and hauling you onto the bed.
you stared wide eyed before the blonde burst into silent mocking laughter with his hand over his stomach, you grumbled at him attempting to wiggle out only making him laugh harder, “fucking help!” you whisper yelled at him waving your arms around. bakugou raised an eyebrow “say please”, you glared attempting to wiggle out again only for his eyes to tighten.
“you know what i’ll stay here” you fake smiled snuggling up to midoriya, at that bakugou had enough, he stomped over and grabbed your arm and pulled, nothing.
“oh” he stated realising, “yeah, i’ll get his left arm you get his right” you sighed, “don’t tell me what to do!!” which made you groan at his stubborn nature.
“fine stubborn, let’s do the fucking opposite”
“no just do what you said!”.
“i fucking hate you”.
minutes later and you’re finally out of the small green boy’s grasp, “i’m gonna go up now, goodbye” you said after thanking bakugou, the guy you didn’t talk to very often other than sparring or when its convenient for you both.
“you’re not tired” he caught up to you walking up to the elevator towards your floor, “you clearly are”.
“i guess, answer me” he rubbed his head well past his bedtime.
“no i’m not tired” he glanced over to you as you pressed the button up to your shared floor, “then what do you do when you’re not tired?”
“game usually” you replied shrugging, “like?”.
“genshin mostly, i stream with denks a lot” he nodded as you opened your doors at the end of the hall opposite each other.
“see you tomorrow bakugou” he hesitated in responding, as if he wanted to say something else, “sparky asked me to join so i’ll join the damn party, invite me” he demanded before closing the door.
“nice conversation bakugou” you laughed at the closed door.
…
“denki, invite bakugou” you twizzled around in your chair loading into genshin, “he wants to play?!” denki questioned, “i was surprised too”.
“yayyy!” he screamed as bakugou joined with a ping.
“i’ll win at this game” was the first thing he said clearly not having played before.
“bakugou you don’t win at genshin, well you can level up and i guess surpass us?” you explained hearing the complaints of the tired angry blonde, “fine i can do that”.
2 hours in and this was a nightmare the blonde still had not grasped the concept of artifacts and also found ruin guards horrifying.. but would never admit it.
“FUCK ITS ONE OF THEM, THINGSSHITSHITSHIT” you stifled your laughter running over to your struggling friend “you’re good, now denks where are-”
“y/n?” you turned to your door only to be greeted by midoriya, “oh hi izuku” hitting the mute button you turned to him, “hey y/n! thank you for carrying me up, i move a lot in my sleep” he laughed leaning over you watching you play as bakugou yelled into the mic about “damn deku” being there.
“sorry that noise is only denki using his vacuum.. they spilt popcorn everywhere” you smiled ignoring the growing pest in your mic, “just wanted to ask whether you wanted me to stay again” midoriya asked, you had both been been having nightmares but it only happened when you slept in your own beds, so you swapped every now and then.
“i’m not planning on sleeping, i’ll probably train later so you should sleep, i feel bad keeping you up”. you smiled apologetic.
“nono! its been fun, really if you ever need me i’m here!, plus i sleep better here” he added quietly still watching your game play, “in that case you can sleep here”.
“really, i don’t want to-” - “no really if i want to sleep i’ll just take your bed don’t worry”.
midoriya smiled giving you one last thank you before disappearing behind you.
your attention back on your two friends,
“y/n…”denki’s voice pierced the mic,
“yes”,
“can i come to your room?”,
“why?”,
,“wanna say goodnight!!” you could hear the pout through the screen,
“no”,
KNOCK KNOCK
“denki go away!” you smiled as the door shook from the weight of the knocks, “NOT DENKI!” a gruff voice yelled through the wood, “fuck” you sighed getting up.
you lodged your foot in the door so if bakugou tried pushing it open he couldn’t get in, through the slight crack he eyed you “what are you doing?!”.
“i’ve been playing genshin with you for the past couple hours..” you raised an eyebrow watching the boy swing his arms around as if animated.
“let me come in!!”.
“no”.
“i need to talk to you!”
“then talk” you laughed at his growing rage, he growled once again attempting to open the door, “come downstairs.” and with that he let go of the door.
“what was that?” midoriya turned over rubbing his eyes with a hint of sleep in his voice “just some angry dog, i’ll be back soon” you replied as he took no notice too tired to question anything.
“hey y/n! wanna play with us” kirishima smiled watching you walk down the stairs “sure”.
“can you help bakugou out he doesn’t know how to play but won’t ask for help” he scratched the back of his head pointing towards the bakusquad sitting in front of the tv.
bakugou looked up at you you sat next to him, “you’re pressing the wrong buttons”- “NO THE FUCK I-” you carefully moved his fingers to the right buttons and sat back in your place.
“i play a bit too much” you spoke as he stared at where your hands once were, “train with me tomorrow” he mumbled picking his character, “sure” you stiffled a smile leaning your head back onto the sofa.
“y/n..” you turned back to the blonde his face a little closer than expected, you held your breath not daring to look away “yeah” he looked towards you which is when you turned away, he’s pretty.
“if you say shit i’ll kill you, but show me how to play”, you put your hands over his and moved each finger where it needed to be, not realising his eyes lingering on your face rather than the screen, “pay attention” you grinned watching him huff in offence.
“wasn’t looking at you” he said in almost a whispering manner “mmhm”.
“i’m gonna sleep actually” you told him about to stand up “where”.
“what?” his eyes flickered over to yours “i’ll come”.
at this moment you didn’t think anything of it completely forgetting you’d be going to deku’s room.
→ being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
a/n: next part is gonna be ️ spicy hehe and sorry for updating so late omg ♀️ but work has been constantly attacking me with deadlines lately and i’m just the worst at time management so i couldn’t find time to upload i tried to clump up a 2-part content into one part to kinda make it up to you for the late ass update well anyways i hope you like this part
→being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
a/n: well i umm t-t-this happened i guess i had some doubts about this part but i went with it anyways ehe i have been super busy this week but i managed to squeezed some time from my schedule to make this so i’m sorry for the kina late update anyways i hope you enjoy it hehe
→being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
a/n: this was in my drafts but i couldn’t find the right place to put it in the main parts so here ya go while waiting for the new part hehe♀️ took me quite sometime to edit and all that so i don’t have the heart to delete it sorry if it sucks,,, new part will be updated soonnn
→being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
a/n: I JUST FINISHED THE MOVIE AND MY GOD I WAS SHOCKED the movie was just fricking amazing but the plot… IT HAD SOME SIMILARITIES WITH THIS SERIES OMG I SCREAMED (what can i say, great minds think alike) i won’t spoil anything but seriously go watch it!!! AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON THE BREATHTAKING SONGS UGH
→being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
→being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
a/n: i doubt that many will read this cuz i fucked up my time management the last 4 months and couldn’t update anything but now i come back with depressing shit lolol anywaysss i hope you’ll enjoy this hahaha
→being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
a/n: still having finals but read these while waiting for the new part ehe thank you all so much for the support ❤️
→being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
a/n: lol hi its me ahaha how do i even start to explain idek okay so i kinda caught the disease and it got pretty bad and i had to fuvking struggle lmao but now as u can see, i am alive and well :) now i’m fighting my deadlines lol so i can’t say i will update soon but i’m not dropping it!!! just on a hiatus atm:)
→ being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?
☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
a/n: guess who’s back after 2 weeks of stress and immense plot changes anNNnDD she’s back with some angst ahahaha lolol ok i was busy with my personal life and the fact that i was fighting internally wether or not i should change up the plot :D and so this is the result of two weeks of self-doubt and exhaustion lololl anyways, sorry for the delay and i hope you enjoy <3
So what, that you just managed to unpack the last box in your new apartment? One look at that eight-legged… creature, and it was their apartment now. You weren’t trying to be dramatic, but spiders were the absolute bane of your existence.
This led to you shakily standing over the said arachnid, a large All Might mug trembling faintly in your hands.
“Oh shit, oh fuck– FUCK!” You shrieked as the spider took a quick dart to its left. Nope. No way.
It had taken about an hour before the spider was successfully captive. Another hour to finally figure out what to do next.
And now there you were, pacing back and forth in front of your neighbor’s front door, mumbling failed greetings to yourself like a desperate prayer.
“Hi, I’m– that’s not right. How about ‘I just moved in and–.’ God, I sound like an idiot.” Gathering all of your courage, you rapped three quick knocks on the front of the wood. The urge to bolt was suddenly very powerful.
“I swear to God, Shitty Hair, if you– Oh.” The door was suddenly swung open to reveal the most gorgeous person you had ever seen in your whole life. With biceps the size of your head, the man completely dwarfed you in size. He almost took up the entire space of the door, his spikey blond locks brushing the top the frame. Vermillion eyes stared at you cautiously as you forgot everything you were about to say. “The fuck you want?”
As you made no move to answer, the Greek god of a man pulled his lips into a scowl.
“What are you, a fucking stalker or somethin’?”
That definitely brought you out of your reverence.
“W-What? No!”
A scoff left the man’s lips, and you suddenly wanted nothing more that to kick him straight in the jewels. However, you were on a mission. A mission to rid a tiny eight-eyed demon from your living room.
“There was a, uh…spider.” You slowly trailed off, waving weakly in the direction of your apartment across the hall.
“A spider? Really?” The blond questioned condescendingly, rolling his stupidly-perfect crimson eyes.
A light flush brushed your cheeks in embarrassment as you stared down at your shoes. You were sure he was going to slam the door right in your face. But he didn’t.
The man brushed right past you, marching right though your open door– making sure to loudly mumble as many complaints as he could. You stumbled after the tall blond, failing to keep up with his abnormally long strides.
You watched in silence as he crouched by the downturned mug, raising a single perfectly-sculpted brow. However, your silence was quickly turned into a squeak of horror when your neighbor dumped the spider into his bare-hand.
For a moment of absolute terror, you thought the stranger was going to throw it at you.
Wide-eyed, you watched as he pushed open the nearest window and placed the spider on the railing of your fire-escape. Having pushed the window back down, the man turned back to leave your apartment. As he walked past, he shoved the now (thankfully) empty mug to your chest.
“W-wait!”
He paused, sliding his crimson gaze to yours.
“M-My name is (Y/L/N)… (Y/L/N) (Y/N).”
You weren’t quite sure why you felt the need to give him your name. Maybe it was because he helped you when you were absolutely sure he wouldn’t. Or maybe how he decided to let the bug free instead of kill it. Maybe it was the amused huff he let out when he heard your terrified squeak. Perhaps it was all three. You didn’t know.
His striking red eyes suddenly raked your frame before a smirk settled confidently on his all-too-attractive lips.
“Bakugou Katsuki.”
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“HOLD THE FUCKING DOOR!”
You let out a squeak at the sudden yell, sticking the toe of your nude-colored pumps between the sliding elevator doors. A muscled arm wedged itself between the doors, pulling them back open.
“You.” You breathed as none other than your extremely hot neighbor was revealed. The blond was clad in a loose black V-neck and sweatpants– a large duffel bag thrown over his shoulder. His hair was slightly damp, as small beads of water dropped off the edge of his spikes every couple of seconds.
“Stalker.” He acknowledged with a grunt. The corner of Bakugou’s lips shot up at your protests.
The ride down to the lobby was relatively silent and slightly awkward. You kept switching your weight on both legs as you struggled to find something to say.
“The fuck you dressed so fancy for?” The explosive blond finally said. You couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief at the break in silence.
“I got a new job at All Might Bank!” You were pretty excited, as it was your first day. The bank itself was pretty fancy, and you were cheery that it was named after the old symbol of peace. All Might had been your favorite hero growing up but you grew out of your hero phase as you had gotten older. Nowadays you couldn’t tell one hero from the other.
You turned to Bakugou with a smile, content that he even cared about your life. It was quite a surprise when compared with the vibes he gave off.
“What about you?” You asked cheerily.
“… Agency.” He grunted.
“Oh! Are you a model or something?” You knew it! There was no way that a man as attractive as Bakugou Katsuki was not the cover of every magazine. He was, just not for the reasons you thought. You watched in confusion as the explosive blond emitted a loud snort.
“Or something…”
DING!
You were almost sad as the elevator dinged, signaling the end of the ride. Although it was short, and mostly awkward, you found yourself enjoying his company. You walked side by side until you reached the doors to outside, pausing slightly when he went to part.
“Thank you.”
Bakugou froze at your expressed gratitude, studying your figure with renewed interest.
“You know… for the spider?” You seemed to lose all cognitive brain function when he looked at you with those frustratingly gorgeous vermillion eyes. Bakugou scoffed and turned away, muttering a quiet response. Little did you know that he was trying to hide a light blush.
“Whatever…”
~~~
You were happy to say that these shared elevator rides became a daily ritual, to the point where Bakugou started to bring you his delicious leftovers for your lunch (he made the meals especially for you, but would die before he ever admitted that). Before you knew it, you were quite smitten with the blond.
You couldn’t help but replay this morning’s occurrence in your head as you filed checking account after checking account.
“Good morning, Bakugou-kun!” You called as you exited your apartment. You didn’t even have to look anymore. Bakugou had a habit of waiting for you outside your door to give you his most current dish.
“Morning.” He grunted in response, hating the way his heart skipped a beat.
His eyes scanned over your form, (longer than considered friendly) as he checked your outfit. Bakugou always seemed to have some sort of fashion-ready advice on the tip of his tongue, and with you still thinking he was a model– you were more that happy to comply. And also for the fact that he really did have a good eye for it.
“Undo the top two buttons… you look like a nerd.”
Your eyes quickly flashed to your white button-up, pulling at the two buttons with one hand.
“Better?”
Bakugou only grunted in approval. He was trying to act like he wasn’t on the verge of kissing the ever-lasting life out of you.
~~~
“Hey, Newbie! Get me a coffee, will ya?” You were quickly pulled out of your daydream by one of your (slightly arrogant) bosses.
“Of course, sir.” You answered as you hurried to the other side of the bank. You’ve been at your new job (and apartment) for about a month, and they still won’t let up on the whole “newbie” stuff.
You sighed as you waited by the coffee maker, situated right to the left of the big glass entrance. Oh, how you would have loved to pour that coffee right over your boss’ head. Too lost in your own head, you failed to notice the suspicious group of men heading straight for the vault until one of them grabbed your arm.
“What the fu–”
“EVERYBODY DOWN OR SHE DIES!”
Oh shit! Oh fuck! Your mind was reeling at a million miles per hour. The man had pulled you to where your back was to his front, and had a blade pressed against your throat. It seemed to come out of the inside of his wrist, being a relatively deadly quirk if handled correctly.
Everyone within the pristine building froze but quickly dropped to the floor after some warning shots from one of the robbers. Another suddenly morphed into some sort of beast and marched to the steel vault door.
You suddenly wished that you had a more physical quirk, cursing it for being so useless in this situation. Yeah, you knew basic self-defense, but it would be futile with three other villains in your midst.
Minutes felt like hours, and you could only hope that someone had alerted the police and nearby heroes. You winced as the blade dug into the delicate skin of your throat.
A sudden explosion burst through the skylight of the building, raining glass shards on the hostages. All at once, people were screaming, running, and blast after blast started ringing in your ears. You let out a sigh of relief.
The heroes were here.
Using the distraction, you quickly gripped the man’s arm tight below the base of the blade. You pulled it away from your neck ever so slightly, ducking your head to pull yourself through the gateway you had created. Keeping your hands locked at the base of the robber’s wrist, you twisted his arm and shoved up– forcing it to pop from its socket.
A sudden bump to your shoulder from a running hostage caused you to slip up on your little self-defense sequence, allowing the man to break from your grip. He whipped around to face you, holding his dislocated arm. You panicked, so… you socked him in the face.
He let out an enraged cry, thick blood gushing from his nose. You were a bit surprised with how easy it was to land a hit on him. You thought that villains would have been more prepared before robbing a bank named after All Might.
Oh, well.
You punched him again in the nose for good measure, and he was out like a light. His hot red blood coated your knuckles, and you gagged in disgust. Ew. You wiped the back of your dominant hand on you button-up absentmindedly, before being shoved to the floor by your panicking boss. Wow. Your limbs felt like mush now that the adrenaline was wearing off, and you suddenly couldn’t find the strength to pick yourself off of the floor.
A final explosion went off, followed by the most desperate and wretched call you had ever heard in your entire life. And the call… sounded suspiciously like your name.
Your eyes shot up at the scream, searching frantically for the owner of that voice. You knew that voice, you only ever heard it in grunts and light-hearted mocking sentences, but you knew that voice.
“Katsuki.” You breathed, eyes suddenly locked on familiar crimson irises.
Relief flooded his features as he saw you, and was at your side in seconds– dropping quickly to his knees.
“Oh my god.” Bakugou breathed, grabbing your head and cradling it tight to his chest and– what the fuck was he wearing? Wait, there was no way… he was the explosion hero you saw on the news! Holy fuck!
“You scared the shit out of me! Do you know how terrified I was when I heard there was trouble at your work?! And you didn’t answer your goddamn phone? Jesus Christ, (Y/N).” Worried rambles fell rapidly out of Bakugou’s lips, seemingly void of any filter. You would have been ecstatic by his cute little worrying if your mind wasn’t reeling by the fact that your crush neighbor was one of the top ten heroes in Japan.
He suddenly grasped both sides of your face and pulled back so you were eye to eye.
“Are you hurt? I swear to God, if someone hurt you– I’ll fucking kill them.” Bakugou’s eyes were frantically scanning your face, looking for any sign of injury.
“…Katsuki?” You mumbled softly, and he immediately froze. He felt his heart lurch in his throat as his name tumbled from your lips. You, on the other hand, were completely, and utterly lost. “You’re a pro-hero?”
“….What?” Bakugou questioned dumbly. “You could have been seriously hurt and that’sthe first thing you think about?”
“What? I thought you were a model.” You whined, lightly smacking his chest.
At this, Bakugou let out a loud laugh, and you just watched in awe. You had never seen him laugh before. Even though half his face was smeared in black makeup and little injuries littered his skin– it was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen in your life. He pulled back to look at you, but suddenly froze.
“You’re hurt! Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?!” Bakugou shouted, spotting bright red stains on the front of your blouse. You quickly grabbed his hand, hoping to soothe his panicking.
“Hey, hey!” You yelped, gaining his attention. “It’s not mine.”
You gestured over to the villain knocked out next to you.
“Holy shit.” Katsuki breathed, before turning his vermillion gaze back to yours. A quiet, amused huff escaped his lips. “So you’re afraid of a spider, but can knock out a villain?” He questioned teasingly.
A light blush covered your cheeks, causing you to force your eyes down. You suddenly noticed just how close you two were. You were situated about half way onto Bakugou’s lap, as one of his large hands softly held your waist. The other was still trapped between your own. This caused your blush to only darken.
“Hey, eyes up here.” Bakugou muttered, lifting his hand from your waist and to the base of your chin. You force your eyes back up to his, but couldn’t help but sneak a quick glance to his lips. However, Bakugou saw it, and that was all it took.
Bakugou crashed his lips onto yours, and you were quick to respond. You tangled your hands within his soft blond locks, allowing him to completely dominate the kiss. His hands held you tightly to his body, refusing to give even an inch of space between you two. He didn’t let go even as you pulled back for air, his lips chasing after yours.
Time seemed to stop while he was kissing you, and every one was distressed with the thought of losing you. It was soft and sweet, and then rough and desperate– the sweet smell of caramel, of Bakugou, invading all of your senses.
You finally broke for air, breaths mingling shamelessly. Bakugou rested his forehead on yours, wanting nothing more than to never let you go.
“I’m so glad I found you, Stalker.”
Bonus:
A low whistle dragged out across bank, turning the couples’ gazes over to a certain hardening hero.
“SHITTY HAIR, I SWEAR TO–”
The End.
Notes: This was my first imagine! I hope you guys liked it!
The police watching the final scene like: can we go home?
My name is Mx. Onyx but you can call me mommy if you want~! My pronouns are she/they (I go by all pronouns but these are my preferred ones) I am a afro latinxperson. Who is here to create content for my adorable POC folks. I will be your host this evening~ :ʚ❤︎ɞ⌫
Request -Bakugou x reader where reader is being hit on by Mineta and it just pisses Bakugou off
Fluff
Warnings - Mineta, Cursing?,
Pairing - Katsuki Bakugou X Reader
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“Just hear me out momma.” Came from the shortest boy in class 1-A. Your colorful eyes lock on him as he leans on the wall, gazing up at you with his brow raised. “You and me, dinner tonight in the 1-A dorm.” He offers, smiling up at you.
You huff out a laugh, knowing that the offer was half of a flex that he was in 1-A while you got into 1-B. “And why would I do that?” You question him, arms crossed. “I’ve heard a lot of things about you, Mineta, right?” You take a step towards him
He just keeps smiling, “call me whatever you want baby.” He insists, pulling on his tie.
From far behind him you can just about make out the figure of Katsuki Bakugou as he stands, talking with Kirishima. Ever since Mineta had started talking Bakugou had been keeping an eye on you, glancing away from his “best friend” and towards you every now and then in case he had to go and beat Mineta’s ass.
“Are you listening?” His eyes shift back to Kirishima, who then looks down the hall and towards you. When he sees you he looks back at Bakugou with a smirk. “Does the Bakugou Katsuki have a crush?” He leans closer to the blond, who just pushes him away by the face.
Bakugou clicks his tongue, looking away from everything. “Keep dreaming shitty hair.” He huffs, rolling his eyes when Kirishima nudges his shoulder. “Don’t you have something better to do?” He snaps, stepping away from Kirishima as a whole.
Kirishima raises his hands in defense. “Just poking fun Bakubro.” He smiles, dropping his hands back to his sides. “But I’m just sayin’ if you really do like them, you should make your move.” He advises before starting to head up the hall. “I’ve gotta go find Kaminari, I’ll catch you later okay? And you better listen to my story.” He points at the blond before he disappears around the corner altogether.
Back at the other end of the hallway, you stand towering over Mineta, one hand on the wall as you lean down a bit. “I’ve heard quite a bit about you.”
“Oh yeah? Like how I’m just so-”
“It’s rude to interrupt someone.” You stop him, a finger raises to his lips. “As I was saying, I’ve heard quite a bit about you, from girls in your class.” His face deflates a bit. “Mina was telling me how you tried to sneak into the girls’ locker room the other week. Uraraka mentioned how you slapped her ass during training. Dare I go on?” He shakes his head. “So then tell me, what on Earth, gave you the idea. That you had a chance?”
He’s at a loss for words, trying to come up with something to say before he’s picked up by the collar of his jacket. “Buzz off short stack.” A voice growled, belonging to none other than Katsuki Bakugou.
You smile, amused at the look of dread that settles over Mineta’s face. “Please put me down.” Mineta squeaks.
“Are you gonna leave them alone?” Bakugou questions, turning Mineta to face him. The shorter male nods frantically, letting out a sigh of relief when he’s let go. Mineta lands on his ass before scrambling to his feet and scurrying off as fast as possible.
“I had that under control you know.” You state, hands on your hips. “Totally scared him shitless.”
“Yeah, I bet you did.” He smirks, “here.” He starts, nodding his head to the side. “Let me walk you to your next class in case that weirdo comes back.”
- holds his spoon like a 4 yr old. like, hand curled into a fist around it. hunCHES OVER HIS FOOD LIKE AN ANIMAL TO SHOVEL IT INTO HIS MOUTH FASTER
- has never worn a belt willingly in his life,, will never wear one by choice. no matter how busted his pants look.
- when he gets the hiccups bakugou gets genuinely angry at himself. literally hitting his legs in frustration, face scrunching up n flaring red like he’s dying over sum goddamn hiccUPS
- i’m sorry but,,,, holDS HIS PHONE LIKE A BOOMER. literally 25 inches away from his face, minimum.always squinting at acronyms being used in the gc,, has to look them up on fucking urbAN DICTIONARY
- this man is constantly clenched up. i mean like, flat ass, square ass, pants dont fit right ass bc he’s clenching up both cheeks sm
- bakugou literally has a meltdown every single time theres a stray hair on him. like he just thinks it’s gross so he’s there trying to pick it off but it keeps sticking to his fingers and he’s shaking his wrist, practically breaking it while his face goes red like he’s gonna cry
- eats like a mf animal so bakugou gets food stuck in his teeth all the time. what makes it even worse is that he never waits to use a dental pick to remove the food, he’ll just stick his entire hand in his mouth and dig around while still at the table with u
- feels extremely pressured if u watch him tie his shoes,, so he fumbles over it like twice, at minimum,and then screams bloody murder at you to stop looking
- mf has entire arguments with people in his head and if bakugou isn’t careful, he will scream his retorts out loud
- puts the neck of his shirt in his mouth and chews. this happens every single time he sits down to watch tv. when he gets up he’s always got this giant dark spot on his shirt bc of his spit
- refuses to clip his toenails and tears them instead. tells u it’s “quicker” but its literally not and he looks like a child all curled up and picking at his feet
- one time y’all visited his home together and u watched mitsuki scream at him. bakugou hardly said anything during the argument (bc she’d literally sleep him if he did) but when he stormed back into ur room, he did shut the door behind him. Closed it gently instead slamming it like he clearly wanted to, and turned around to silently flip off his door like a child throwing a fit☹️
- you’ve seen this man ram his shoulder into just about every doorway on the planet. it might be that he’s not paying attention, or maybe he just has rlly poor spatial awareness, but either way bakugou is runnin into everything
- bakugou def has a favorite romance manga,,, which would be cute, except its actually not bc its a reverse harem one. and when he was younger, lil bakugou wrote all these notes in the margins just tearing all the male love interests apart. v much used that manga as a “what not to do” guide and physically wrote out comments about how he’s better than those guys and what he’d do instead
- cannot sing for the mf life of him,, but he refuses to admit defeat if y’all go out for karaoke w/ ur friends. just, gets up on stage, and completely embarrasses himself the second the mic is put in his hands. runs back to the table tho and genuinely thinks he did good
- i,, no i am so sorry for this one but its, like, its true,,, BAKUGOU COMES CRIMINALLY CLOSE TO EATING HIS SCABS. SOMETIMES HE ACTUALLY DOES (fight me on it idc, look me in the face and tell me im wrong. u cant bc im not wrong. just think about it for literally half a second)
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pls y’all im begging u, drop me some bakugou icks of ur own ,,,, im literally fueledTM by how weird he is
⁰⁰⁴.notes:HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! i hope this fic is enough to celebrate his birthday <33
The tiring day made the pro hero exhausted. Tons of events have happened; he rescued a civilian from a train; he defeated at least seven villains on his way and another three villains on his way home. He was all mommy and daddy and he even got a burn from his arm and neck.
His Team wrapped him with bandages and with a little help from recovery girl, who surprisingly is still alive due to her age, nonetheless, the world is advanced after all. Lots of experiments and medicines, and quirks that may have benefactor types to make your lifespan even longer.
He opened the room that you both shared and saw you sleeping peacefully. It was late after all. He dragged himself to the shower because the dirt in his body made him all uncomfortable, he was a clean freak.
He got out of the shower and dried himself. Soon, he lays down with you and falls asleep in an instant.
“Katsuki..”
He felt his body shaking softly. He slowly opened his eyes to see you on top of him. Your hair was resting on your shoulders, and you were wearing one of his shirts. “Katsuki…” you whisper-yelled.
He let out a groan and got up with his back leaning against the headboard. He rubbed his eyes, “idiot, it’s fucking late…” he said.
His eyes started to get clear, he saw a faint warm light beside the bedside table. You took the small plate with a slice of a cake with a candle on the top. “I know, this is not too much of a birthday gift but I wanted to greet you first, Happy birthday katsuki.”
A small smile formed on your face. The lights of the candle reflected on his ruby eyes, and glistened to the small yet special greeting you just did.
In his life, blasting away, and fighting was only in his mind. A guy like him who was accustomed to violence and straightforwardness, he doesn’t mind going home with you, welcoming him.
“Come on now katsuki, make a wish and blow out the candles!” You said in an excited tone. He closed his eyes for a good 5 seconds and blew the candle. He took the plate and placed it on the bedside table.
He pulled you closer. You were now sitting on his lap. For a pro, he’ll carry you as if you’re light as a feather. He held your face closer to his, giving a slow kiss.
The moment he closed his eyes before he blew out the candle, he was never a man of sweet words. But rather, he chose to keep it to himself, hoping it’ll come true.
⁰⁰⁴.notes:HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! i hope this fic is enough to celebrate his birthday <33
The tiring day made the pro hero exhausted. Tons of events have happened; he rescued a civilian from a train; he defeated at least seven villains on his way and another three villains on his way home. He was all mommy and daddy and he even got a burn from his arm and neck.
His Team wrapped him with bandages and with a little help from recovery girl, who surprisingly is still alive due to her age, nonetheless, the world is advanced after all. Lots of experiments and medicines, and quirks that may have benefactor types to make your lifespan even longer.
He opened the room that you both shared and saw you sleeping peacefully. It was late after all. He dragged himself to the shower because the dirt in his body made him all uncomfortable, he was a clean freak.
He got out of the shower and dried himself. Soon, he lays down with you and falls asleep in an instant.
“Katsuki..”
He felt his body shaking softly. He slowly opened his eyes to see you on top of him. Your hair was resting on your shoulders, and you were wearing one of his shirts. “Katsuki…” you whisper-yelled.
He let out a groan and got up with his back leaning against the headboard. He rubbed his eyes, “idiot, it’s fucking late…” he said.
His eyes started to get clear, he saw a faint warm light beside the bedside table. You took the small plate with a slice of a cake with a candle on the top. “I know, this is not too much of a birthday gift but I wanted to greet you first, Happy birthday katsuki.”
A small smile formed on your face. The lights of the candle reflected on his ruby eyes, and glistened to the small yet special greeting you just did.
In his life, blasting away, and fighting was only in his mind. A guy like him who was accustomed to violence and straightforwardness, he doesn’t mind going home with you, welcoming him.
“Come on now katsuki, make a wish and blow out the candles!” You said in an excited tone. He closed his eyes for a good 5 seconds and blew the candle. He took the plate and placed it on the bedside table.
He pulled you closer. You were now sitting on his lap. For a pro, he’ll carry you as if you’re light as a feather. He held your face closer to his, giving a slow kiss.
The moment he closed his eyes before he blew out the candle, he was never a man of sweet words. But rather, he chose to keep it to himself, hoping it’ll come true.
a relationship with bakugo katsuki because it’s all i think about?
he is a bold lover for sure, says what he thinks and keeps things real and structured. he believes in hard work and going outside to be productive in society.
it’s you taking the time to ask about his day, massaging his hands and forearms when they get sore. it doesn’t matter how simple or light the touch is, his heart will always flutter. and you know it.
it’s fighting over who gets to lick the spoon clean of cake batter. having nicknames and inside jokes, going on road trips with best friends, putting daisies in his hair and it’s picking up each other’s good (and bad) habits; the sense of unity.
cold feet under a warm blanket, lazy laughter and lopsided smiles. him being a big lover of physical touch as a form of affection.
he has a stash of love letters he’s never given you. but he’ll mumble lines from the pages in a box under his bed on a rainy night as he’s holding your hand because he doesn’t want this date to be over just yet..
because he’s a hopeless romantic.
katsuki won’t hold anything back —in love, life, and even in fights, he will never back down when it comes to you.
you would find yourself loving life. and maybe that’s simply because bakugo katsuki is in it.
⤷Bakugou he likes it when you sit on the nearest surface with your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to you. one of his hands on the side of your face/neck so he can hold you in place while kissing you like it’s the first and last time; your forgotten spotify playlist playing in the background. his body is so big and hot against you as his strong arm wraps around you and closes all the little distance between you; he loves to suck and bite your bottom lip when you least expect it, and if you make the slightest moan, he’ll laugh and call you needy. he also likes to pull away a little too often just so you can chase his lips; he loves to see that you need and want him just the same way he needs and wants you. he teasingly asks if you want to move into the bedroom and, before you can even answer, he picks you up and carries you there, leaving teasing kisses every now and then on your lips.
⤷Deku there is a smooth pattern of raindrops on the window; the netflix movie you’re trying to get him to watch with you is now neglected as it only serves as background noise for the sounds of your lips moving in unison and he just sighs in contentment because even though he doesn’t say it, he loves it when your lip gloss is smudged all over his lips; it tastes like you. his hands sliding lightly down your back as he leans you down to lie on the sofa; he settles between your legs and holds your thigh tightly with one hand as you wrap your legs around his waist; he can’t help but moan against your mouth as he rolls his hips against yours.
