Liquid Courage

18+ | Minors do not interact

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Female

Word Count: No idea, typing this at 2:30 AM from the mobile app haha

Request: Nope!

Warnings: Mild Smut, Angst, TW: Alcohol

Summary: Your a pro hero who’s been working her ass off to be in the top picks. To maintain that, you train at a Hero’s Only Training Ground to hone your Quirk alongside mentor Aizawa who’s bees helping you ever since you graduated high and college, but you’ve become a bit distracted by the most unlikely person to your friends… and of course, you drunk text him.

A/N: Heyo! I haven’t written a fic in a LONG time, so bear with me, please. I got this idea from a tiktok on Instagram based off of a line in Melanie Harlow’s book “Make Me Yours”. I haven’t proofread this yet, I’ll do that in the morning, and I think I may make a part two!

Being a pro hero was hard as it is, but you knew that Training Day was only getting harder and harder.

Not because you were struggling with your quirk, no not at all. In fact, Aizawa has made it clear that you were hitting a plateau and needed to consider making your training sessions a bit more challenging to try and push yourself out of the spot you were in. And even though you agreed with him, and understood what needed to be done, you also knew that meant you’d have to rotate from your training area which… would break your line of sight of him.

At first, you only noticed him when he became loud and obnoxious. Really leaning into the explosive behavior like he even needed to reassure anyone of who he was or what his hero name stood for. The area he was working on was a bit ahead of yours and to the side. You had a clear view of him, but he’d have to be turning around to even see you, which made this spot all the more irreplaceable. Your eyes could drift and wander to places they shouldn’t be and… no one was the wiser. You had memorized your training routine perfectly, throwing one punch after the other at the punching bag without even having to watch to see if they connected properly. This way, your eyes could be watching his training instead.

You admired how he put his all into every session he committed to. He didn’t work his way towards stronger hits over time or slowly try to progress through new maneuvers and feats, he just.. went for it. Bursting forward with all the momentum he could muster, his voice deep and full of determination as he shouted out his anguish while ascending on his target. Blow after blow causing explosive reactions that sent the sweet smell of caramel wafting throughout the training ground with hazes of black smoke in its wake. You hated how distracting that smell was at first but you’ve come to love it now. Yearn for it. The smell hits all strong you could almost taste it, and at its most palpable, it sent your head swirling with thinking of all the ways you wanted to get closer to him.

How much longer were you going to be able to keep this training rouse up until Aizawa intervened? How much more of just watching him work could you even take? More importantly, how much longer could you stop your lewd thoughts from intruding on your training sessions? With each punch you connected to that bag, your head started to overlay that heavy, thudding sound over visions of a headboard pounding up against the wall over and over. The chain’s rattled became the accompanying squeak of the mattress spring, and your rough pants and heavy breaths were slowly becoming his making. He’d be on top of you, one hand gripping your thigh against his chest while the other held onto your hip. He’d be slamming into your wet folds with a meticulous thrust that had your toes curling and your eyes glued to his. He’d warn you not to look away. If you looked away, he’d stop. He’d slow down to an achingly slow pace and you needed all that he could give you in that moment. Your eyes would be locked onto his, your breath rising higher and higher the closer you became and he’d… he’d…

You’ve had to catch yourself a few times before like this from dazing out completely during a workout at the thought of it. Each time your thighs would tremble, you’d clear tour throat, and focus back up, but you knew this had to come to a head at some point. This couldn’t stay in your head for much longer… and with the cow you made to yourself after you got out of bed, you knew that today: even was enough.

With all the strength you had left you channeled your quirk and slowed down the time and space around you to land your new max of three hits per second. You released your hold at just the right time that the impact of all three hits sent that bag flying down the course, slamming into a brick wall at the end. You got a few head turns your way with a few of your classmates cheering you on and pumping you up as you took the moment to catch your breath. You hadn’t realized it, but you were drenched in sweat. Your tank top was wet all over you back, neckline stuck to your skin, and your leggings didn’t even feel like you are wearing any at this point. And all the while, as you softly laughed at your friends and colleagues for their kind remarks and accolades, you only briefly were able to catch that piercing red glance from him.

You swear you almost wanted to activa te your quirk again just to last in that gaze just a little while longer. His back soaked with sweat, his hair dripping down his neck and forehead, just to see that eye staring at you from over his shoulder. The contact lasted for less than you ever wanted it to, but just as quickly as he looked at you, he was focused back on his targets even quicker.

You left the training grounds knowing what needed to be done tonight. And your friends were quick to help you prepare…

“Wait, wait wait…” Mina took another long drink of her wine, “Bakugou?! That’s the one you want??”

Momo and Tsuyu burst out laughing at her. “Mina, I swear we told you this before!” Momo giggled, “Y/N’s had her eye on him for a while~”

“I mean I get it, but… THAT HOT HEAD?! I thought we were talking about someone like Shouto or something!”

“Haha, no, sorry, Mina, I just… can’t explain it.” You started to mess with your hair before your eyes started to get lost in the cup before you, “Sure, we don’t really talk other than about things like form or job postings, but there’s just something about him that makes me want to know him… more.”

“Well then I think texting him is a great idea!” Said a slight inebriated Momo, “Maybe you two can start up a chat and find some common ground that way”

“Or just tell him how you feel, that might for well!” Tsuyu added, “But knowing Bakugou, either approach might time some time to truly benefit you”

Slamming down her bottle, Mina burst out with “Well either way, that’s what the liquid courage is for! So drink up, lady!” Causing the girls to giggle and toast as you all started to toss it back with conversations about what each other were going through with jobs at the moment.

Hours later though, you were now the only one up at your place. Momo had passed out on the couch, toppled by Mina, with Tsuyu conked out on the floor. Now at peek drunkness, you knew this was your shot. This was your chance to start up the conversation with Bakugou, telling him that you wanted to hang out sometime and get to know each other better. So just before passing out yourself, you crafted your text, and hit send. Quickly you launched your phone away from you, and slept until morning.

With the sun as your alarm clock, you woke up sometime in the afternoon to an empty home. Momo, Mina, and Tsuyu had headed up earlier in the morning and left you a note saying “Sorry we passed out before we helped with the text! We’re still here to help! xoxo” You smiled as you put it down, thinking back to how the night ended until you froze. The memory of drafting a text came flooding into your head and you quickly went searching for your phone. It took you about 10 minutes until you found it and then when you did… you wished you hadn’t. What you sent wasn’t anything like what you intended, and what was worse of all, was that they all went left on read.

To: Bakugou Katsuki

From: Y/N Y/L/N

- Bakugou, I can’t take it anymore….. im so tired of jsut watching you work& get all sweaty&& messy!It’s fucking time we handled this!…

- Yu knw what I’m talkng about, too. I saw you look @ me 2day…

- You wanna fuck me JUST as bad as I wanna fuk you, hmm? You want this pussy, don’t you, baby

- I know you do, and I relly wanna give it 2 yu

- You smell so sweet, bby. Like candy. I’ll treat your dick like a lollipopp … I’ll lick it from bse to tip. Your balls can be lke cherries, hmm?

- I’ll put them in my mouth an

“Ohhh nononononononono” you muttered as you read through all that you had sent. You thought this can’t be serious, you can’t EVER show your face now. You hurriedly took screenshots and sent them to the girls who had about the reactions you were expecting, if you’re honest with yourself. Mins thought it was all hilarious. Tsuyu was trying to explain the likelihood that Bakugou would have actually cared, and Momo tried to give you additional silver linings and things you can try to do to mitigate the damage.

Momo: Send him a “Sorry about that, please disregard these” text!

Mina: Noooo, nonono, tell him “oops, wrong person”

Tsuyu: Mina, the first text has the man’s name in it. Y/N, how bout you just tell him you were drunk and you didn’t mean it?

Their advice rummaged around your head all day. Working some of your jobs today took your mind from it all, but it only took a billboard or a poster to hVe it all flooding back to you. You checked your phone a few times throughout the day to see if thee was any response and to just… contemplate who’s advice you should even take. Momo had a good point, Mina… Nevermind, and Tsuyu had a good idea, too. But even when you pulled the chat up and readied your fingers to start to compose something, anything, you froze and just… put the phone away.

It went like this all day until you finally closed out for the day. Going to the training grounds with the other heroes was a no go, today, and maybe.. ever. Could you really show your face there again? Have Bakugou glaring at you while you do your sets? What a nightmare to even consider. So, you sent off a text to Aizawa telling him you wouldn’t be there today, and headed home to unwind and just rest from the insane 48 hours you’ve had.

It wasn’t until later that night that you had finally cemented on what you were going to say.

Momo’s suggestion just felt like it would work out best, so after only a few glasses of wine after a warm, cleansing shower, you pulled up the text to compose and…

Bakugou is typing…

“Nooooo nonononono!” You stared with wide eyes at your phone. You waited too long! You were convinced he was going to call you a freak. A weirdo. Say you were “down bad” and just another extra in the background of his life. You were pacing your room, panicked at what terrible comment he was about to make when you finally heard that notification ping on your phone.

To: Y/N Y/L/N

From: Bakugou Katsuki

- Don’t end the scenario now. Tell me, Y/N.

- What happens next?

- I didn’t think you had noticed me staring at you while you worked. Your form, the way your clothes stuck to your body after a long, hard session…

- I know you probably sent this while being drunk or something, but I’m hoping this is truly how you feel, because if so

- I’m ready to make it real. So… I’ll ask again

- Y/N, tell me.

- What happens next?

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includes:kirishima e., bakugou k., midoriya i., shinsou h., kaminari d., & todoroki s. (all characters aged over 21!)

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one-three | the dare

NAVIGATION | requests : open | OCT 28TH2021

character : katsuki bakugou
genre : angst, fluff, crack
words : 2.5k+

themes : pining, ongoing fic, truth or dare, angsty, fluff, kissing
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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.

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→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: 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

The Itsy Bitsy Spider {Katsuki Bakugou x Reader}

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Cursing, Blood, Assault

Summary: Your grumpy (and ridiculously attractive) neighbor helps you rid of the spider in your new apartment. Things grow from there.

Notes: fem!Reader, ProHero!Bakugou, Bakugou hates feelings

That’s it. You were moving out.

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.”

~~~

“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?

As good vibrations washed over Minori’s inner storm like a soothing onshore breeze, happiness blossomed over her soul. She’s been working diligently on perfecting her Quirk and the impending doom of her mother’s re-debut since being threatened and confronted back in the mall. However, somehow along the way, the tenseness of her joints eased and relaxed as she welcomed a positive future in U.A.

“Minori~!” Denki greeted the curly-haired girl as soon as she entered class 1-A. His honey-glazed eyes widened as he pouted, resembling a whiny puppy.

“Yes?”

“Please defend me! Those jerks keep calling me an idiot!” He whines, pointing toward the two perpetrators, boredly watching their friend, a Pikachu cosplayer throw a petty and dramatic scene.

When Minori turned to face Mina, the pinkette shrugged and muttered, “I said what I said.”

Minori patted Denki on the back with a giggle. “Don’t worry, you’re not a complete idiot.”

Suddenly, the blonde sprang to his feet with confidence that seemingly came out of nowhere. He grins and says, “You think so? Well, I think you’re quite clever.” Denki raises his eyebrows at Minori and leans an arm on the wall next to him. “Let me take you on a date sometime.”

However, before she could reject his sudden offer, Bakugo’s chair screeched against the floor as he stomped over to where the two stood. Man-handling the collar of Denki’s uniform, Bakugo forces his flirtatious friend into a seat. “Sit the fuck down, dumbass,” he gritted.

Without sparing a moment of attention to the duo, Minori made her way to Mina’s seat before class started. “OMG, Minori! Your necklace, it’s so cute.”

“Oh.” Looking down at her exposed necklace, Minori hurriedly tried to hide the jewel inside of her shirt. Jewelry was against the U.A. dress code, and the last thing she wanted to do was keep such a wonderful gift encased in a box. “Thank you, Katsuki gave it to me,” Minori bashfully added, glancing at her boyfriend, who now sat back in his seat.

“What?!” Denki gasps theatrically. “Did he get that for you?” he asks, perplexed.

Bakugo gruffly answered, “Yes.” Then, with his eyes squinted, he asks, “Why are you so surprised?”

“No, because there’s no way you would’ve gotten her something nice for no reason,” Denki concludes, scratching his chin as he rattles off reasons why Bakugo would partake in a kind gesture. “You owe her, don’t you? Or she saw something embarrassing, and that necklace is hush money. WAIT! It’s because she knows your secret, huh?”

With wide sparkling eyes, Denki stares at Bakugo, trying to decipher his reaction. Other than the male’s typical menacing aura, Bakugo simply glared. Even so, Denki leaned back in his seat with confidence as he threw his arms at the back of his head. “I knew it. Mina must’ve told her. See? And you two called me dumb. Minori, don’t worry, I’ll buy you something way nicer and meaningful.”

“What?” Minori squints in confusion. “Denki, you’ve got it all wrong.”

“I don’t need you to get anything for MY girlfriend! Fuck off!” Bakugo barks, gathering the attention of the entire class’s attention. While Mina and Kirishima didn’t blink an eye, Minori was transfixed by the unwanted staring eyes of 20 individuals who stared on like deers in headlights.

Uraraka was the first to recover from the shocking news. “You two finally made it official?” But before either could answer, Denki interrupts.

“Finally? I thought you two had been dating this whole time,” he says, eyebrows furrowed.

“Wait, even though you thought we were dating, you still thought flirting with her was a good idea?” Bakugo growled, hands sparking.

Denki stood still like scared prey, standing only a couple of feet away from a wild beast. “No,” he lied, blinking carefully before gazing over at Minori, who just lifted her brows in his direction. “Respectfully, though.” But, before things could get out of hand, Aizawa appeared, dragging himself from his yellow sleeping bag and into class.

***

Hours passed without notice, and it looked as if Tatsumaki was slowly but steadily fading from Minori’s mind. Minori no longer trains in fear of her mother but rather to get closer to her goal of being a hero whom people can rely on, someone that the underappreciated can look up to.

Admittedly, recently Minori hasn’t been able to sleep as soundly as she used to. In fact, there’s a heaviness on her shoulders that she simply cannot explain. Every night, she laid awake staring at the ceiling of her bedroom, heart pounding beneath her ribcage with nerves. A knot sat at the pit of her stomach, unyielding, inexplicable.

Mina and Bakugo immediately picked up on Minori’s unusual change in behavior. She tried her hardest to assuage their fears by explaining that she was fine because, sincerely, there wasn’t anything that had been bothering her. But, nevertheless, the two didn’t believe her and forced her to spew out what was going on.

After their conversation, Bakugo and Minori settled into a routine. Every night, the two would cuddle in the common area while watching a movie until Minori fell into a peaceful deep slumber before Bakugo would drop her off in bed. However, tonight was different.

“Are you okay? What’s the matter?” Bakugo repeats, but Minori could only stare back at him. Raising herself in a seated position, she drops her head into her hands. As she recollected the day, she couldn’t remember anything that would trigger her to jolt awake. Was she even dreaming? She doesn’t know.

Minori finally muttered, “I don’t know. I don’t even remember what I was dreaming about.”

Baugo caressed her back gently, easing her ragged breathing. “Is it about your mom?”

“I–” removing her hands from her face, she looks at him, face scrunching. “I don’t know, maybe I’m anxious? I haven’t thought about her for so long now. It just doesn’t make sense.”

“All right, don’t think about it too much. Come on.” Bakugo, after assisting Minori to her feet, leads her to the kitchen and hands her a glass of milk without saying anything further. Bakugo had been going to bed later than normal since the two had begun their habit in the common room. Minori can easily see the little bags beneath his eyes, despite his best efforts to mask his sluggishness.

Her heart soars at his generosity. Bakugo has become a sort of anchor for Minori, like a calmness to soothe the raging flames of a consuming inferno into a steady heat that has raged within; nothing would be able to express how grateful she is to be with someone like him.

“Since you’re already awake and you’re not going to go to bed anytime soon, do you want to take a walk.”

She promptly shakes her head. “It’s alright, it’s way too late, and you should go to bed soon–”

“–shut up. Don’t worry about me. I can go to sleep whenever I want to. On the other hand, you can’t. I’m not asking this time; let’s go.” Pulling her along, Minori followed Bakugo out to the courtyard for a late-night stroll.

There was no need for either of them to speak. The comfortable silence allowed Minori the chance to clear her head and calm her nerves. There was nothing that logically made sense why she had been feeling like this for the past couple of weeks.

“Hey, guys!”

Pausing, Minori blinked in surprise. She hadn’t considered the possibility that someone else would be up at this hour. When they face the one who called out to them, they’re met with no one else but the imperceptible girl, Hagakure Toru.

“I was just thinking about you, Minori; do you mind if we talk?”

Suddenly, the knots within Minori’s stomach worsens as she clutches onto Bakugo’s hand.

“Now’s not a good time,” he says, taking a step in the opposite direction of the invisible girl, but Minori stops him.

“No, it’s fine,” she insists, trying to mask her discomfort with an aloof expression. “What’d you want to talk about?”

“Oh, I was hoping we could talk in private–”

“No,” Bakugo growls.

“Okay,” she drawls. “I always wanted to ask you this, but why were you so forgiving after the Sports Festival?”

Minori thought back to their fight when Hagakure damn near tried to kill her. At the time, Minori believed that this was something she deserved, something inevitable against those who blamed her. Yet, now she has a whole new perspective. “I thought being as nonconfrontational as possible would be the best solution since everyone had a vendetta against me. If I lied low with my head down, then the pain of everyone’s scrutiny would be easier to bear. The sins of the Hecate tragedy would be easier for everyone, but I was wrong. I’ve finally met people that I care about and who care about me, and they were able to show me that.” Glancing at Bakugo, she catches his crimson eyes staring back with admiration and pride, bringing a slight smile to her face.

Continuing, she says, “It’s disappointing if I’m honest, how long it took for me to realize that everyone who blamed and who still blames me is ignorant. The blood of those who’ve lost their lives does not belong to me. I don’t deserve their hatred. At the time, I believed your hatred was valid, it was the least I could do for your loss, but I’m not like that anymore. What you did– how you treated me was wrong.” Minori seemed to be able to stand a little straighter as she finished.

Toru laughed, which surprised Minori because she anticipated their talk to end there. It wasn’t, though, her usual sweet laughter. Instead, it was malicious, foul, and condescending. “You know, after the sports festival, I truly thought I messed up. I’d gone too far and was doomed.”

“Fail? What the fuck are you talking about?” Bakugo demanded with narrowed eyes, pulling Minori close to him as he stood in front of her.

The invisible girl continued speaking instead of addressing his question, leaving the two befuddled. “It was just too easy. Everyone already hated you, and all I had to do was create some stupid ass sob story as an excuse.”

“The fuck?” Bakugo roared, grabbing onto the collar of Hagakure’s shirt and slamming her against the closest tree. “So, what? You decided to try, and fucking kill her because you thought you could, you stupid bitch?!”

Bored, Toru sighed, “No. That wasn’t part of the plan; if you actually listened, you would understand.”

“What are you talking about, Hagakure?” Minori inquired, her hands trembling. Everything was occurring too fast for Minori to understand mentally, but it appeared that the nerves in her body knew what her brain neurons couldn’t.

“Watch and see,” she sneered. Immediately a portal opened with familiar colors outlined in blue and purple, and at that moment, Minori’s heart plummeted to her feet as dread clouded her judgment.

Suddenly, Bakugo was pushed into the opening; his crimson orbs widened as Minori dashed forward to grab him.

“Katsuki!”

A/N: HOW WE FEELING Y'ALL?? Everybody who didn’t forgive miss Hagakure… y'all was right. Yup homegirl over here is a snake. so things… yes things are heating up. mhm mhm and I don’t think y'all are ready

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Minori sat in disbelief as her face washed blank with confusion like her brain cogs couldn’t turn fast enough to take in the information from her wide eyes. When she finally processed the words fallen from the ash-blonde, she turned away from him, too slowly to be normal. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, her voice trailing slowly like her words are unwilling to take flight. “I didn’t say anything.” 

“I’m not an idiot,” he sighs exaggeratedly, “unlike you.” 

“I’m serious,” Minori rebutted, looking up at him. “You must’ve misheard me.” Minori pulled at her bottom lip; even from her own ears, she could hear her voice waver unconvincingly.  

Silence clung to them like a poisonous cloud that, at any moment, could choke the life from them. The hairs on her body all stood up in fear that Tatsumaki wasn’t some nightmare that only she could see and hear; that maybe she was just going crazy, perhaps that would be better. 

“Listen,” Bakugo interrupted, the low baritone of his voice bouncing off the walls of the room. “Everyone is worried about you, but those dipshits won’t understand what you’re going through,” he grumbled, frowning. “You were taken with me, so out of everyone here– talk to me. I’m the one who ended All Might’s career anyways.”

Minori’s heart clenched at his confession. She watched as his typical scowl morphed into a frown as his lips slightly jutted outwards. Here she thought no one would be able to understand the pain eating up at her, the loneliness that consumes her like a vice, squeezing with just enough pressure to be a constant pain. 

Guilt, the ghastly beast that kills the two every day just a little more, takes what was once their inner light and replaces it with a darkness that overshadows each moment, leaving them traumatized. Right then and there, Minori acknowledged that Bakugo and her are actually two sides of the same coin. 

“You didn’t end All Might’s career,” she scolded softly. In response, Bakugo simply rolled his eyes at her remark. Clearly, he didn’t believe her, which aggravated Minori more than she would like to admit. Huffing in annoyance, Minori took hold of her pillow and threw it toward the male, hitting him square in the face. Bakugo staggered in his place, his eyebrows shooting upwards as he held onto the pillow with so much force that Minori was sure he’d leave a handprint in the foam. 

“The fuck?!” He roared, but before Minori could open her mouth to explain herself, she fell backward onto her bed as a breathless “oof” escaped her lips. Removing the pillow that felt more like a brick from the force Bakugo hurled the thing from her face; she sits up and gawks at him. 

It seems that even Bakugo wasn’t aware of how hard he managed to throw the pillow because he stood frozen before her, his sharp eyes unblinking as neither of them removed their gaze from each other. The corner of Minori’s lips twitches as she forces herself not to laugh. Instead, she shrugs and pats the spot beside her for Bakugo to sit down, warranting him to raise his brows.  

When he didn’t move, she sighed. “Sit down, Katsuki.” Finally catching the memo, the ash-blonde shoved his hands in his pockets as he sat down, slumping forward. “So are you going to speak or what?” he asks. 

“Yeah.” Pulling the pillow closer to her chest, Minori sighs as she stares at the socks at her feet. “When we escaped the L.O.V, I saw her. At first, I was in denial. I thought that couldn’t be her. She disappeared; she’s gone. There’s literally no reason for her to return,  but that spout of air felt too similar, and the hair–.” Minori shuttered, grabbing a strand of curls before tugging it away from her line of sight; repulsed by the color, she bit her lip. “That hair is the exact same as mine.” 

“I haven’t told anyone because I was too scared. If I’m honest, I probably wouldn’t have told anyone if you didn’t overhear me. I know it sounds fucked up, but I just thought that if I said something, they’d lock me back up– and I can’t go back there.” Minori’s large orbs connect with vermillion red ones. Staring back into his, she allowed herself to continue because behind his intimidating aura, his gaze was the promise of protection and more. “I’ve worked so hard to get where I am right now, it’s not much to some, but this is everything for me. But I can’t shake the feeling that everything is going to be taken from me.”

“When friends feel like paper chains in the rain susceptible to fall apart, and the sky holds nothing but the promise of more storms, life is lonely. When all I want is a hand to hold or an arm around my shoulders, and none comes, the world becomes cold and empty. That’s what my life had been for so long until I came here to U.A.– I don’t want to lose this,” she heaves, her orbs glistening. 

“I just–” her eyebrows furrow as the lump in her throat builds– “why? Why is she back? Why did she cause a massacre? Why did she leave me the burden to deal with it.” Tightening her arms around the pillow, she asks the question that has internally been consuming her for years aloud, “why do people blame me?” A single drop falls from the corner of her eye, and soon after, her face crumples, the salt of her soul pouring from her eyes. 

There was a brief moment of silence as Minori cried to herself before Bakugo gently grabbed her wrists, removing her hands from her eyes. “They’re all dumbasses for ever blaming you, and even worse if they still are,” he grumbled. Minori’s eyes widened at his words as she sat, stunned and speechless. The two simply looked back at one another, and she picked up on the way Bakugo looked back at her with a hint of tenderness behind those fiery orbs of his. “Your mom sucks,” he adds, his eyebrows furrowing as he pouts, and Minori can’t help but giggle softly at his unique way of comforting. 

“Yeah, she really does,” she nods with a gentle smile gracing her features, moving her hands that are still wrapped around Bakugo’s calloused fingers, and wipes the remaining tears away.

At the sudden realization that he’s still holding onto her, Bakugo hurriedly retracts his hand away, behind his back, and lowers his head as his face blooms in a mixture of bewilderment and embarrassment as the tips of his ears tinge a light pink. 

Minori dismisses the sudden addition of color to his face and leans forwards, her smile never faltering. She never thought that she could be able to smile as genuine and laugh with no worry after the sudden sight of her mother. Placing her hand atop of his knee, she tilted her head slightly to look the male in the eye. “Thank you,” she says genuinely, a surge of happiness flourishing in her. 

Thank you for listening. Thank you for understanding. Thank you for shining a light in my forever darkness. 

Bakugo’s mouth slightly drops open in surprise before he blinks and shakes his head. “No problem,” he mumbles, removing her hand from his knee, getting up. “I’m going to bed now.”

Minori’s brows pull in confusion as she glances at the clock on a nightstand. “It’s only 8pm.”

“Your point?”

“But what about you opening up to me?” she pouts, throwing her arms up in exasperation only to have Bakugo snort. 

“Some other time.”

“You promise?” Rolling his eyes, he nods, the tips of his ears still tinged a bright pink. “Pinky promise? Mina says that these are unbreakable.” Minori points out her pinky, innocently waiting for her friend.

“Mina is a fucking idiot,” Bakugo huffs as he interlocks their pinkies, making Minori’s lips stretch out into a toothy grin. 

“Goodnight, Katsuki.”

His crimson orbs narrowed slightly as he hesitated at the door, and she got the sense that he wanted to say something but instead simply said his goodbyes for the night. “‘Night.”

A/N: Y’all have waited long enough. I’m dropping these bad boys on ya. Enjoy! ;)

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Reassuring you while you’re being treated after getting injured

@windex-princess-ami asked: Hi!!! Can I request a fluffy angsty one where Bakugou/Shinsou/Todoroki hold and comfort their s/o while someone else removes shrapnel from a wound after a fight (bonus of their s/o is silently crying from the pain) please???

like, lots kisses and hugs and comforting words please (i kinda picture them sitting on a counter or something) THANK YOU

Characters: prohero! Bakugou Katsuki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Todoroki Shoto

authors.note: I love comfort fics and just holding their s/o while they are in pain, I just generally like being reassured everything is going to be okay! Don’t judge me. Enjoy <3

TW MENTIONS OF INJURY AND BLOOD

BAKUGOUhad seen you get hit. He watched from the sidelines as the villain sent you flying through a glass window and punched you roughly to the ground, remnants of your blood on his knuckles as he hit you again and again. He doesn’t remember much of the remaining fight and it doesn’t really matter in his eyes, all he knows is that you have several bleeding wounds from glass being wedged into your skin. Without missing a beat he is up and running, you delicately in his arms reassuring words leaving his lips as he tries to calm both of you down. The medics are at loss of words when they see your state instructing Bakugou to lay you down on the stretcher and hold you as still as possible while they remove the shards. “Baby, baby, look at me.” You manage to focus on his eyes, wincing as they took out the shards slowly. You grasped his forearm as more searing pain shot through your side, a particularly large piece of glass giving the medics a hard time while also making the whole process a lot more painful. “I-it hurts- Ah!” He shushed you, guiding your forehead to his with a gloved hand on your nape, rubbing soothing circles on your forearm with his other hand. “I know baby I know. You just have to be strong for me, it’s almost over I promise.” And true to his word, a couple of shards later it was over. They stitched a few cuts that were too deep and wrapped up your torso preventing you from bleeding out. Bakugou still held you, opting to press light kisses on your cheeks and forehead, whispering how proud he was of you and how strong you were. You did pass out after a while giving him a heart attack but he was reassured by the med team that your body was just exhausted. He went back to his usual mean and loud self but he stayed close to your cot for the duration of your unconsciousness.

SHINSOUwas tackled by you when the bomb went off. Both of you were blasted across the road but all the debris which were thrown alongside you collided with only your body ripping a pained cry from your throat. Shinsou tried to soften your impact with the ground by wrapping you in his arms, tucking you away but the damage had already been made as his uniform’s sleeves were stained crimson once they came into contact with your waist. After your very awkward landing, Hitoshi took one look at your state and immediately left the scene with you in his arms. He wasn’t about to lose you and besides, the others could take care of the villain. The med team helped him place you on the stretcher, cutting off your uniform and started taking out the shrapnel causing you to cry out and recoil from their touch. Hitoshi was quick to soothe you, coming into your line of view and making you focus all your attention on him and only him while simultaneously placing one of your palms over his heart knowing full well that the rhythmic beat always calmed you down. “Darling, follow my breathing. There you go.” He would squeeze your hand whenever a particularly large piece of metal was pried, wiping away stray tears with his thumb and rubbing lightly on the spot. Once everything was removed and you were all patched up, he helped you sit up on the bed, supporting all of your weight and not allowing you to stand up on your own. Now it was your turn to reassure him that everything was going to be okay, poor man was panicking.

TODOROKIhadn’t seen you get hit. Hell, he wasn’t even at the scene when it happened. He learned about it through your shared com system, the moment the phrase “Y/H/N has been hit!” left your sidekick’s mouth, he was sprinting to you, shoving anyone that got in his way completely disregarding his public image. He found you being supported by your sidekick, two metal columns sticking out from your sides while blood was already pooling at your feet. You could barely comprehend what was happening, your head hanging low and your feet dragging behind you as you tried to keep up with your sidekick. Shoto rushed to your side, taking you completely off your colleague’s hands and into his own wincing at the pained cry that left your lips as he heaved you into his arms. “I’m sorry, i’m so sorry, I’m going to get you help love okay? Stay awake for me.” He doubts if you even realized that he was talking to you. It’s hard to maneuver you without inflicting any pain and every pained groan or grunt or sob that leaves your body, breaks Shoto’s heart. The medics, upon seeing your condition, tried prying you from his arms but Shoto wasn’t having it. He seemed to be in a trance where only you and your pain occupied his mind. They managed to convince you to put you down on the stretcher but he didn’t leave; he stayed by your side calling your name and telling you things you could hardly make out. You must’ve been crying because he would lean in and kiss the skin under your eyes every few minutes, his own eyes shining with unshed tears. You passed out before they were done patching you up causing Shoto to go into a panic the moment your eyelids fell shut. Poor thing sat next to you until you woke up, kissing your knuckles, the tips of your fingers, your face, in an attempt to ease both of your pains.

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Getting caught listening to Olivia Rodrigo’s new album

Anon asked: I hope we are on the same page and agree on that SOUR IS PAINFUL and I can’t stop laughing at the concept of the bnha boys reacting to yn singing something from there. Like they think it’s all cute and precious how beautifully you sing and then you almost sob at the lyrics lmao.

Characters: timeskip! Todoroki Shoto, Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou

authors.note: I’ve been listening to her album non stop and it’s getting out of hand, the worst part is I’ve never been in love XD. This is a different format I hope you like it. Enjoy <3

SHOTO walks through the door of your shared apartment, his tie in one hand and suit jacket in the other. Music blared from the kitchen, a soft melodic tune ringing through the house as both yours and the singer’s voices blended into one harmonizing. He always loved coming home to you because in reality, this house wasn’t his home you were; you with your weird habits and spontaneous ice cream trips at 2 am. You and your smile that lit up his life, you and your voice that always managed to calm him even when both of you were in the middle of a villain attack fighting for your lives and those of others. He loved every piece of you and he was always thanking the universe for allowing him to love you. Closing his eyes he focused on your voice, easily distinguishing it from the singer’s. With your soft words going straight to his heart he completely ignored the lyrics until he was rudely brought back to earth by the song. “But I say that I hate you with a smile on my face….” Baffled, he entered the kitchen rushing over to you to wrap his arms around your waist, a pout evident on his lips. You kissed his temple, placing your hands over his and swaying from left to right. Shoto just held you tighter, burying his face in the crook of your neck and refusing to let go for the rest of the night.

KATSUKI sighed as he heard the loud sounds of your music coming from behind the apartment door. He loved you with all his heart, he truly did but if he had to listen to Doja Cat one more time… Evenings like these were always his favorites though, loud music and all. Weekend evenings when he comes home early, always finding you curled up on the couch, TV playing steadily on the news channel as you read your book. He knew you worried, you always did and you always will, he finds it endearing and cute, teasing you about it when he gets home each night. As much as he finds it cute it also brings guilt. He wants to give you the world, the sun and the stars, anything and everything you desire but he knows that no matter what his safety will always dominate your mind and he will always find you watching the news channel waiting to confirm his safety. You both fall in love hard. As he stepped into the living room he witnessed the small show you had going on; pjs consisting of his shirt and shorts, her wet with a comb in your hand as you sang along to this week’s favorite. “I’m so sick of 17 where’s my fucking teenage dream?” He laughed at that, grabbing your hips making you yelp in surprise as he steadied you on the couch. “You’re 22 you brat! Now get down before you hit the ceiling.”

IZUKU most of the time enters your home through the bedroom window like a burglar. He has no reason to do so apart from being able to. So, naturally, he usually scares you half to death when he suddenly appears seemingly out of nowhere. He loved doing that. He especially loved the process afterwards of how he will try to coax the pout off your face with kisses and hugs. It never lasts long, you give in too early but he enjoys the process. Making you smile is his one priority and he will step down as n.1 if he ever stopped. Music flooded the apartment, it wasn’t too loud just loud enough to hide his footsteps. You were swaying softly in the middle of the living room, eyes closed while you sang along. The song was sad, really sad and the singer’s voice made it 10x worse. Before he even realized he too had closed his eyes, back leaning on the wall behind him as he let your voice soothe him. He doesn’t know how long he had his eyes closed, all he knew was that the song was over and something more upbeat was playing and as he opened his eyes he came face to face with you, your own eyes a little glossy. Your nose was touching his and you sniffled a bit as you stared at him, pressing a small kiss on his cheek before wiping the unshed tears from your eyes. He had so many questions and he must’ve looked very confused because suddenly you burst out laughing. “This album is super sad, okay? I can’t help it!” Took a pic as blackmail.

EIJIROU had been listening to the same album all day long and tears had been shed. Bakugou had yelled at him during lunch break for tearing up at one of the songs. Now, Eijirou has never experienced heartbreak and he never wants to. You are his everything and if that day came when things between you had to end he doesn’t know what he’ll do. Hell, he doesn’t even want to remotely think about such a predicament. Now he is standing in your shared home’s entrance hall, keys still in hand as he can clearly hear you sob-singing along to the song that had made him cry this morning. At that moment, Eijirou was certain you two were soulmates. He always had a feeling but now he is certain. Taking off his shoes hastily and throwing his jacket on the hanger he sprinted into the living room just as the best part of the song started playing. “Don’t you think I loved you too much to be used and discarded?” Both of you sang at the top of your lungs tears rolling down your cheeks as you feel into each other’s arms, the breakup song continuing its course. Olivia Rodrigo 1 Perfectly happy couple 0.

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Valentine’s Day Headcannons! Is it early? Yes! Do I care? Not a bit! A part two with some Pro’s is coming soon!

Warnings: A hint of spice here and there, all characters are aged up to 21+ at least!

Izuku Midoriya

• Has had your date planned for a month, at least, having planned since Christmas.
• Valentine’s Day is the day about love, couples, expressing your feelings and spending time with your significant other. Or that’s what every commercial says when the month changes, bombarding everyone with pink, red and kisses.
• Izuku soaks up every moment of it like a sponge.
• He’s not the best at expressing his feelings, always stuttering and tripping over himself, so he relies on acts of devotion, affection of gift giving to show you how much he appreciates and loves you.
• Has a notebook dedicated to the day. Countless scribbles about what you like, what you don’t, what you’re allergic to, and any fact that could help him plan the perfect date.
• The day starts and its all about you from the get go.
• Gets you clean with a bath with candles, rose petals, bath bombs, bath oils, the absolute works. Spent way too much time and money at Bath & Bodyworks picking out your favorite things in case you were low.
• Nervously picks at his nails while he waits, now second guessing himself and doubting if he might’ve gone overboard with everything.
• Invite him in and he’d be on Cloud Nine!
• The rest of the day goes however you’d like, whatever you want and he’s at your beck and call. Driving you around to your favorite stores to staying home and chilling out on the couch, he just wants to spend time with you and see you happy. If you’re happy then he’s happy!
• After getting cleaned Izuku takes you up to this scenic hill outside the city that looks over a field of flowers, allergy pills at the ready! He sets down a plaid blanket and breaks out his picnic basket full of your favorite foods and drinks.
• He’ll keep you there until the sun sets, holding you close to his chest as you two watch the sky turn to pinks and oranges.

Bakugou Katsuki

• The polar opposite of Izuku’s feverish planning.
• He’s more of an “oh, it’s V-Day? Cool, I guess” kind of guy.
• Shows up at your door out of the blue, no warning, no nothing, a box of chocolates under his arm as he thrusts a bouquet of flowers into your face. “Coincidentally” your favorite kind.
• “Saw it was Valentine’s Day and I’d be a fucking shitty boyfriend if I didn’t bring you something, I guess. Get dressed, we’re going out…somewhere…wherever you want.”
• Drags you out and pulls you along, opening his car door for you, closing it, being the gentleman that he secretly is.
• Takes you to a little café on the outskirts of town he found one evening while patrolling, it seemed really nice and cute and thought of you when he saw it. So why not take you here for a little date?
• Hands stuffed in his pockets he wanders inside, glued to your side.
• Although like Deku, he’s not the greatest at verbal affection. Sure he can scream and yell his feelings in anger but expressing how he felt about you? That stumped him.
• Bakugou also prefers acts of service and gift giving as his love language, this man cannot articulate his love for you to save his life.
• So moments like these are the most endearing moments of his character.
• Let’s you order whatever you want and subconsciously gets the same so you both can talk about how good/bad it was and so, if you did like it, he could cook it for you at home.

Shoto Todoroki

• Oh dear please help this poor boy.
• He has no idea what Valentine’s Day is.
• You’d have to be the one to suggest doing something or surprise him with a date, because he has no idea.
• Its not that he doesn’t care but he’s simply never put stock into the lovey dovey holiday meant for couples, love and all that.
• Show up at his door for a change!
• He’ll be pleasantly surprised and oh-so happy to see you there, even if he’s rushing out the door so Enji, Natsuo and Fuyumi don’t get wind of your arrival.
• You’ll never be left alone if they realize your there.
• He prefers to drive, he doesn’t know why but being in a car with you driving to a restaurant is strangely domestic. Since it is V-Day and you’ve so nicely explained to him what it means and the context around the holiday, you two decide to go to a fancy upscale place for a change.
• Shoto decides to go all out, taking himself and you to a dressing shop and has you pick out an outfit while he gets a black suit with a red tie.
• Its not often Shoto cleans himself up but when he does, wow.
• Not to worry about reservations, all he has to do is show up and break out his gold credit card and the receptionist’s eyes bug out of her head. Being Endeavor’s kid has its perks on occasion and the staff takes you two to a secluded booth specifically for hero’s and their partners.
• Lit by candlelight you two share a multiple course meal, desert and feed each other rose topped chocolates.
• An overall cheesy yet romantic date that he’ll never forget.

Tomura Shigaraki

• He’s one of the ones whose bombarded with lovey dovey shit the second January turns to February.
• Every MMO RPG in his collection does a Valentine theme in some way so its impossible for him to escape all the pink and red.
• Those are the worst two weeks of the year.
• He drops everything and plunges himself to the most gorey and eventless games he can find to get his mind off V-Day…well, before you came along.
• Now seeing the themed events makes him pause, change his mind even, reconsider if you feel so inclined.
• It all came to a head once he saw matching skins. Husband and wife, partners in crime, the list was endless for the game you two played together. Yep, he was going to do something.
• Going out of the hideout during a busy holiday like today was out of the question so you rightfully suspected nothing would happen, Shigaraki wasn’t going to whisk you away to a secluded hill and have a picnic. He wasn’t that kind of man and he might scrape off bits of skin if put in that kind of situation anyways.
• Nope, instead you were scooped up off the couch and hauled to his room. Plopped right down in the other chair of your couples gaming setup.
• Your headphones on, game loaded up, hand on the mouse and your boyfriend mumbling how he needed “help” for the event.
• “Tch, don’t read too much into it Player Two, I get more XP if I’m in a group so you’re coming with me. Just be my Love Healer and I’ll DPS our way through the bosses.”
• Needless you weren’t going to ask why your character was suddenly in a frilly dress with a bouquet instead of your normal staff.

Dabi

• The most casual and uninspired ass you can possibly imagine.
• Days all mix and warp together for Dabi so he doesn’t know what day it is until he sees an abnormal amount of couples out and about. The shameless displays of affection was nauseating.
• But hey, the shopkeeps were too busy with entitled Karens to notice some of their stock had gone missing.
• No one pays attention to the burnt chicken nugget holding a massive stuffed bear and a plastic bag full of sweet on today of all days, normally he has to keep to the streets and be a sneeki beeki boi but this is the one day except for Halloween that he can get away with being in public. The stuffed animal a convenient hiding place when he gets looks.
• His cover is blown when the plush is pushed into your open window first. He loves hearing your scream of surprise when he sneaks in but he can’t do that very well with a four foot bear on his back…maybe next year.
• Gets everything set up while you’re worrying over him and making sure he wasn’t seen or followed. You’re too cute for your own good, worrying about him over yourself and what the police would do if they found out.
• Today is definitely needed, for both of you. Time alone to just chill and cuddle.
• Wrapped up in blankets, drinking some shitty stolen wine, eating sweets and laughing at how stupid the main characters of the rom-com marathon are.
• The morning after you find yourself alone but at least now you’ll never fall asleep alone with your Dabi scented teddy bear.

coryowo:

as soon as bakugou opened your dorm room he contemplated walking right back out.

there you sat lip syncing ‘bad romance’ by lady gaga aggressively. your limbs moving at an unnatural speed and you gesture wildly.

sometimes he wonders why his heart chose you over anyone.

“OH- hi kat!” you waved, smiling as you took a headphone. he walked further in setting a bowl of fruit down on your nightstand.

“you havent eaten yet dumbass.” he resisted your puppy eyes, hes become numb to it. “dont give me that. whatever ceral you shoved into your mouth 4 hours ago doesnt count.”

pouting you grabbed the bowl and shoved some fruit in your mouth. and bakugou sat there thinking about how you may be an idiot but you were his idiot and he wouldnt have it any other way.

THE BNHA BOYS AS THINGS I WANT TO EXPERIENCE

FEATURES — midoriya izuku, bakugou katsuki, kirishima eijirou, todoroki shouto, kaminari denki, shinsou hitoshi

A/N — starting to think i’m unlovable lol

HAND HOLDING. izuku absolutely adores holding your hand. he thinks it’s such a classic way to be intimate without being overbearing. he loves how soft and small it feels in his; walking down the street or in the halls with your hand intertwined with his own makes him feel so content and at peace. he also likes the way it let’s everyone know that you’re with him, and he can’t help the pride that swells in his chest every time he thinks about how you’re hisgirlfriend.

HOMEWORK HELP. bakugou would gladly help you with your homework, even if he yaps about how annoying you are for always asking. he wants you to be your best self, and he has no problem with helping you get there. he’s a lot gentler than he is with kirishima because duh, you’re his girl! so yeah, he tries to throw the occasional praise in there, but otherwise, he’s just as brash. at first he questioned if he was still being too aggressive in his tutoring approach, but when you proudly show him your improved grade on a quiz, he fails to hide the small smile that forms on his face at your pure elation. you looked so relieved, and when you threw your arms around his neck in a tight embrace, he didn’t hesitate to wrap his own around your waist and mumble “i knew you could do it, dumbass.”

WORKING OUT TOGETHER. kirishima is so kind and patient, it hurts. he never makes fun of you for how much you lift or how quickly you run out of breath. he’s always there to remind you that you’re doing a great job and he’s proud of you. there’s never a moment where you’re embarrassed of your strength or the faces you make because kirishima would never allow it. he’s always sharing his knowledge with you and he never makes you feel stupid for not knowing exactly what to do all of the time. he loves that you even come along, the fact that you wanna exercise with him makes his heart soar. every time you finish a set, he gives you a big toothy smile and a kiss on the forehead.

GOING OUT FOR LUNCH. todoroki loves food and he loves you. combining the two was honestly the most logical thing to do. your week is usually really hectic, so whenever your busy schedules let up, he makes sure he has you all to himself for the entire afternoon. each outing is some place new, and he never gives you any clues as to where he’s taking you. it’s fun because the both of you get to explore new prefectures and expand your tastes, but mostly because you’re with each other. during lunch, he’ll look at you sweetly as you talk about your day or he’ll tuck your hair behind your ear if he sees it’s getting in the way while you eat. todoroki’s presence makes going out to lunch feel so utterly sweet and domestic, it’s genuinely such a warm experience.

GOING TO THE AMUSEMENT PARK. kaminari knows how worked up you can get, and he’s always eager to help you let loose a little every once in a while. kaminari lets you ease into it with the cute mini games and prizes but don’t get too comfortable because pretty soon, he’s dragging you onto some sort of death contraption. he knows you need to release that tension and stress and what better way to do so than to scream your lungs out on a rollercoaster!hereassuringly holds your hand to let you know you’re okay, but pretty soon the adrenaline is pumping through your veins, and you can’t contain your laughter because holy shit that ride was horrendous. he can’t help but laugh with you, partly because yeah he definitely just shat his pants, but also because after seeing you stressed all week, hearing your laugh is music to his ears.

NAPPING TOGETHER. weeks can be utterly exhausting with classes, training, studying, etc. that sometimes you just want to do nothing, and shinsou is completely in agreement with that. on one particular afternoon, you were in his room, sitting on his bed as you struggled to keep your eyes open while finishing up an assignment. shinsou had noticed almost instantly that you weren’t in any state to keep doing work, so he gently tapped you with his foot. when you looked back at him, he gestured for you to come over and you did. you crawled up to the space beside him and lied down, arm draped over his chest as you closed your eyes. you had woken up about an hour later, content and refreshed as you looked up at your sleeping boyfriend. from then on, taking naps together after school became a regular. relishing in each others warmth and resting peacefully for that hour or two made all the difference.

UNINTENTIONALLY CUTE/ATTRACTIVE THINGS THEY DO

FEATURING! — izuku, bakugou, kirishima, sero

WARNINGS! — cursing

A/N! — yeah

WHEN HE SUDDENLY GETS SERIOUS. izuku is so sweet and inviting to everyone that when a challenge presents itself and izuku’s demeanor completely shifts, it has you dumbfounded. especially when he demonstrates just how far he’s come with his quirk and is practically oozing confidence as he blows through his obstacles. wow. just wow. and when he turns to you to ask for something or tell you to do a task? you deadass have to snap yourself of the trance before you start fucking drooling.

WHEN HE’S QUIET. okay listen, you love bakugou and his,,,loudness. there’s just something about how his face relaxes when he’s doing something as simple as studying or cooking himself food. he’d be focusing on a task and you’ll be sitting intently beside him, watching him until he notices and tells you to get back to work. or if you’re on call with him after a long day and he’s just speaking softly, the exhaustion evident in his voice. the whole thing just has you smiling like a doofus for a while.

WHEN HIS HAIR IS DOWN. kirishima with his hair down has you in a literal chokehold. the way it just frames his face is just ugh, delicious. the first time you see it is when you’re in the elevator, the last cup of microwaveable noodles in your hand, trying to make it to your room before you were ambushed. when the elevator doors slid open and revealed kirishima without his signature hairstyle, your jaw just dropped. kirishima had asked you if you were okay and you simply pressed the button to close the elevator doors. you eventually apologized for that, but in the moment you were too flustered to even form a proper sentence.

THE WAY HE SITS. you have to mentally prepare yourself to sit next to sero, especially if you’re not dating, because my goodness. he does that thing where he man spreads, but like, not in a douchebag kind of way. you’ll be sitting comfortably on the couch and he’ll just fall onto the space beside you, legs spread out just enough that his thigh is pressed against yours and his arm resting on the back of the couch, just a hair away from resting on your shoulders instead. you’d tense up at the sudden proximity but then he’d greet you with a charming smile and you’re put almost instantly at ease. and the way he leans his head in to speak into your ear when everyone starts being loud makes your heart skip a couple beats every time.

HOW THEY ACT AT A PARTY

FEATURING! — aged up to 21!bakusquad

WARNINGS! — drinking, suggestive themes, marijuana use, mild cursing

CONTENT! — no quirks au; how they act with the reader at a “project x” type party

A/N! — yeah idk what’s going on, i’ve just been shitting out hella content for the past three days. anyway this was wholeheartedly inspired by the song drunk and nasty, sorry asf

BAKUGOU is pretty lowkey. probably isn’t drinking, but even if he is, he’s not going batshit crazy. he mostly tagged along to make sure you or his group of idiots didn’t do anything illegal (definitely the designated driver). please be prepared to be practically attached to bakugou’s hip. while bakugou isn’t the type for pda, there’s no way he’s gonna risk losing you in that big ass crowd. besides, everyone is too shit faced to care that he’s got his arm wrapped around your waist. watches over your drink if you need to pee and literally fucking growls at any guy that tries to hit on you.

KIRISHIMA is having a blast. definitely drinking and definitely taking off his shirt. his energy is infectious, so you find yourself getting really hyped with him. you really have to keep an eye on him though because he will try to jump off the roof and into the pool. hell, he might even convince you to jump off the roof with him. initiates a beer pong game between the two of you that has tension building.

KAMINARI is acting a fool. this buffoon is, in fact, going batshit crazy alongside kirishima. you need to put him on a leash because there’s no way you can watch over him while also being pretty intoxicated yourself. takes you on the trampoline and the two of you jump like morons for half an hour until you’re both left out of breath. at point one, the two of you are just laying on the littered grass and admiring the sky while being absolutely shit-faced (and being occasionally stepped on by fellow drunks)

SERO is flirty. yes, he may or not be high, but that’s completely irrelevant. you look way too good tonight and he’s in the mood to dance. so he pulls you close against him and just relishes in the way your body moves against his for a couple minutes. very touchy; he’ll grip your hips while you’re swaying, move the pieces of hair stuck to your face with sweat, run his large hands up and down your sides. when the two of you are tired, sero would get a drink for the two of you to share and he’ll hold the cup for you, bringing it up to your lips whenever you ask. his eyes would watch your throat intently as you swallowed, knowing you’re completely clueless as to how crazy you’ve been making him all night.

MINA let’s loose. while she’s already so free-spirited, drunk mina is on an entirely different level. somehow manages to convince you to get into the pool. although you weren’t all too hard to convince. once mina started stripping down into her undergarments, you were pretty much diving after her. mina pulls you in for a kiss, and you can’t help but think she looks so gorgeous even if her makeup is now smudged. the two of you hang in the pool, dancing and singing until the amount of bodies becomes unbearable. and once the music becomes headache inducing, you took take to hiding away in a bathroom. mina has the genius idea of filling up the tub with warm water and the two of you spend a hour or so in the tub, just talking to one another.

WHEN THEY HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU!

FEATURING! — izuku, bakugou, kirishima, sero, and mina

WARNINGS! — mild flirting and mature language

A/N! — yeah. idk.

DEKU becomes a stuttering mess. it’s honestly pretty obvious to tell he has a crush on you because his cheeks flush red when you talk to him, and he practically malfunctions if you touch him. it’s cute to see the effect you have on him, and sometimes you’ll go the extra mile just to see his reactions.

BAKUGOU gets quieter. his threats and exclamations to “die!” will decrease drastically. he sort of just avoids speaking to you because his goal is to become number one, not to get distracted by some moron with a pretty face and nice voice and nice skin—yeah no, fuck that and fuck you. and while his internal monologue wants you to leave him alone, he can never bring himself to leave your side.

KIRISHIMA is open about it. he’ll happily compliment your hair or your outfit whenever he deems fit. kirishima is extra motivating towards you and ready to offer a hand whenever you need it. oh, you need extra help with training? no problem! kirishima is almost like a puppy with the way his face lights up when you enter the room. everyone teases him about it, but he doesn’t care. he wants to make his interest clear, and he doesn’t want to give you any mixed signals, but he’ll leave it up to you to make the first move.

SERO is smooth. with a sly smile and curious eyes, sero shoots his shot through well aimed flirting. it throws you a bit off guard, but you ease into it. he’s well versed and knows how to get you to talk to him, and you admire the way he actually listens when you speak. sero pulls out all the tricks; stretching to reveal a peak of his stomach, running a hand through his hair, looking you up and down with a small smirk whenever you approach him. point is, this boy knows how to give you butterflies, and he does so in hopes that you’ll grow to like him back.

MINA is direct. this girl has absolutely no problem demonstrating her interest. she’ll always hype you up and she’ll constantly remind you how attractive she thinks you are. very confident in herself and her abilities, so please expect flirting, and good flirting at that. just like sero, she also some tricks up her sleeve: batting eyelashes, fleeting touches, plentiful eye contact, pretty much anything that could possibly make your cheeks heat up. she’d also probably be the first out of all of them to actually ask you out if she gets the impression you reciprocate her feelings.

|THE BNHA BOYS AND THEIR LOVE LANGUAGE |

FEATURING! — izuku midoriya, bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, kaminari denki, kirishima eiji

WARNINGS! — none!

A/N!— just my take on what their love languages are! yet ANOTHER draft. i’ve posted like three times this week because i’ve just been trying to clean out my drafts so i really hope you guys are enjoying

DEKU feels most loved through words of affirmation. growing up quirkless, deku never really received the proper words of encouragement that he needed to hear from inko. while things are different now, he still has moments where he feels as though he’s weaker than his classmates and it’s up to you to erase that doubt from his mind. deku grows to see you as another prominent figure in his life, and he’ll very gladly demonstrate just how grateful he is you through any and every mean of affection.

BAKUGOU feels most loved through quality time. we all know that bakugou isn’t very good with being vulnerable,,,or with words. it takes both time and effort to learn how to gently coax him out of his low moments without making him feel as though you’re pitying him. he’s a busy guy with a hectic schedule so whenever you guys spend together, it means a lot to him (even if he doesn’t verbally express it). once you guys get the hang of the timing, you’ll become a pillar of support for the blond; doing homework together, working out together, cooking together, napping together. it’s pretty much just the small moments you guys get throughout the week that makes bakugou’s smile towards you a bit softer.

TODOROKI feels most loved through physical touch. whenever you give him so much as a kiss on the cheek, this boy dies. growing up with endeavor’s harsh hand and words, your soft touch has him in a chokehold. especially whenever you chose to touch him in public (hand holding, hugging, kissing). like, the tips of his ears will turn all red because wow, he’s so happy that you’re his partner and he’ll get all warm inside at the fact that you’re letting everyone else know that you’re with him. todoroki will start turning to you whenever he’s angry, sad, stressed, or even perfectly fine. he doesn’t really need a reason in particular, he’ll just lay his head on your lap and expect your hand to start running through his hair.

KAMINARI feels most loved through words of affirmation. it’s known to everyone that kaminari isn’t exactly top of the class in terms of academics or strength and he grows to rely on you to remind him that he’s more than that. he’s still deserving of his spot in class A and you’re there to make sure to let him know that a test score shouldn’t convince him otherwise. he’ll act all nonchalant about it and it’ll take gentle coaxing to get him to admit what’s bothering him, but he’ll eventually snap and fall apart in your arms. it breaks your heart to see such a beautiful boy feel so negatively about himself so you always try your best to remind him of his worth.

KIRISHIMA feels most loved through acts of service. if you offer to dye his roots for him, or give him a massage after a tough day, his cheeks will turn the color of his hair. he loves having you in his corner and knowing you’re always there to offer a helping hand. and when you offer to help him study, he almost cries because holy shit thank you so much, bakugou is too mean! overall really appreciative of all the support you provide, you give him the motivation to be his best self all the time in order to be that same light for you.

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