This is another Kinktober fic that was supposed to be non-con but ended up soft as fuck. I am down so bad for this man I just can’t help myself-
Summary:Sick of his constant angry outbursts damaging his hero ranking, Dynamight’s PR team insist he attends one of the city’s “hush hush” clubs to try and blow off some steam. Bakugou thinks he has absolutely no interest being there, until he wants to find out who is on the other side of the wall.
Bakugou did not want to be here, shocked that these private institutions even existed for Pro-Heroes. Sure, he realised sometimes they could be a necessity, having learned all about them in his training as a young sidekick. Just last month Kirishima had to be taken into one of the quirk rooms when he got hit with a nasty sex pollen quirk by a villain he was apprehending. The woman saving his life as she gave the hero Red Riot relief, but this? This was ridiculous.
Dynamight had far better things to do than this complete waste of his time, did his PR team really think he couldn’t get laid? He could go out and have any woman on their knees in an hour tops, but he had better things to do. His PR team insisting that another scandalous headline with leaked pictures on Twitter wouldn’t be good for his hero rankings, another Dynamight one-night stand already ready and willing to sell her stories to the tabloids. But why should he care? He was still going out and saving lives on a daily basis, the media talking about his dick wouldn’t change that.
Bakugou’s PR team booked him in for a session at one of the most prestigious clubs in the city, a place where Pro-Heroes could blow off some steam without any dirty laundry aired in public, the workers were discreet which meant the club had the price tag to reflect it.
Of course, his immediate answer was no. Until Kirishima had convinced him to try it out once.
“Just one time, Bakubro. If you hate it you don’t have to go again. But I know you won’t— there’s this one girl that’s so fucking hot man. She can make you cum in under a minute.”
“Pretty sure that’s your shitty fuckin’ stamina, and how do you even know she’s hot if you haven’t seen her.”
“I— look man, I can’t explain it but she just sounds hot.”
“Tch, whatever.”
This had to be the most ridiculous thing he’d done as a Pro-Hero, stood in a fancy bar with a bottle of beer as a deep bass tone played in the background. Waiting to be escorted into their room for the evening as he checked his watch, the quicker he could get in and out the quicker he could go home. Necking back his bottle of beer as they were called for their room.
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Bakugou is used to being a favourite hero. Young and old fans everywhere proclaiming their love for Dynamight. It feels good that he’s had such a positive impact on so many people, managing to break free of the stigma surrounding his brash personality that said he could never be a hero.
Of course there are still people out there that don’t think he’s a true hero, no matter how far he’s come from the young sidekick who totalled buildings from the backlash of his quirk. Articles and posts online proclaiming that Dynamight will never be a hero.
Despite all of this, the world still loves Dynamight.
The world doesn’t get to see the real Dynamight, the man that risks his life to save others. The man that spends long hours away from his family so others can safely return to theirs, that leaves his wife and child sleeping in bed so the streets remain safe at night, missing special occasions because he can’t get the time off work duty bound to protect others.
But all of this pales in comparison to the first time he comes home after one of those bad days, the days that none of his fans, or his critics get to see— the death and destruction that he’s face to face with whenever a villain attacks. Because no one wants to hear about a hero who’s not a hero. A hero that failed their duty to protect. The days where he really doesn’t feel like a hero— trying to pretend he doesn’t feel like a failure. But then he hears his child say “you’re my hero, dad.” and really, to Bakugou Katsuki, that’s all that matters.
He didn’t really think through the repercussions of taking you— a pretty girl— to his dudebro hangout. And, sure, he did have the urge to ask you to put a fucking shirt on when you came out of your room in a sports bra and matching high-waisted bike shorts, but he resisted the urge in favour of seeming unaffected.
pro hero bakugou x pop star f!pop star reader(hiatus queue sorry im not really back)
wc: 12K
summary: after some threats are made against a famous pop star’s life, the hero commission tasks Dynamight with getting to the bottom of it. hurt/comfort/smut
a/n: PLEASE READ I normally write a lot of hurt comfort, and i do believe this is that but it deals with somethings that might be triggering. Your team is manipulative, particularly about food, though the body of reader is never mentioned, there are some shitty passive aggressive comments, if you have an eating disorder or experience disordered eating, it’s not glamourized here but please consume with discretion, as the contents might be triggering. bakugou(and I) love you just the fucking way you are, and im glad you’re here. your manager is ageist, sexist, and creepy, there are guns, you have a shitty ex boyfriend, drugs are mentioned and taken, a past suicide attempt is discussed. All of this is done based on my own experience, and yours might be different.
TW:Guns, Eating Disorders, Dom!Bakugou, Sexism, Ageism, unprotected sex, violence, stalking(not perpetuated by reader or bakugou), impact play, breeding kink, marking, reader has a panic attack. daddy kink.
second less serious authors note - I’m aware that other people have written these tropes before with other characters, I do think mines pretty different BUT BUT BUT please do yourself a favor and check out @burnedbyshoto’s fic wonderful bodyguard kiri fic(she really delves into his ptsd in a way i found really true to life and healing)
lastly lol obvi I didn’t write these lyrics. The first song is from when we were young, by the killers, and the other song is feel by fletcher.
“You know the devil’s water, it ain’t so sweet,” you sing lightly, all music cutting out from under you. “You don’t have to drink right now.” You close your eyes, feeling the rush of the crowd, the heat of the spotlight, “But you can dip your feet,” you open them, “Every once and a little while.” The music picks up underneath you and the hook plays, you belt it along with the music, doubling over with the effort that reaching for the notes takes you.
The screen pauses, and Best Jeanist swivels in his chair.
“A few hours later an attempt was made on her life when leaving the concert hall.” He flicks through the powerpoint images. “Ms. Ln and her team have upped her security, but for the first time, threats have been made not just against herself, but against the civilians attending her shows, and she’s refused to cancel them. Which should, Mr. Bakugou, answer the question on your lips, why is this your problem?” Bakugou shrugs, rolling his neck, stretching the sore muscles.
“I’m not a babysitter.” He rasps.
“You’re an up and coming hero,” Jeanist says sternly, and Bakugou looks away, “Rising quickly, but not above this. We have reason to believe that the threats are being made by someone in her inner circle.” Best Jeanist says. “You’ll be on guard duty, but also running an investigation. You were chosen for this assignment because you’re capable of both, but also because ah,” he pauses, “She’s got a bit of a reputation.”
I need someone to write a fanfiction where y'all told each other as kids that if you’re no married by X age you’ll marry each other.
And that happens and it’s supposed to be platonic but one of the people falls in love
PLEASE.
But imagine you made this pact with Bakugou as kids and now you’re a few months from the deadline but you’re engaged. Bakugou knows in his heart that he is completely and unequivocally in love with you but it’s almost like he missed his chance. Instead he watches as you excitedly prepare for your special day, his love for you runs so deep and he cares about your happiness more than anyone else’s so of course he isn’t going to ruin it for you by confessing how he feels. So instead he just stays quiet, keeps it to himself. But he can’t turn his feelings off, no matter how hard he tries. And you make it so, so hard for him to forget. Those lingering touches you give him and those fleeting touches. He wants you more than anything but he can’t have you, and somehow that hurts more.
After dinner rehearsal the night before Bakugou drives you home. See Bakugou means so much to you that he’s actually your “maid” of honor. So he’s seeing to it that your wedding is perfect no matter what, even if it shatters his heart and he gets to watch it all up close and personal. He convinced you to take off your makeup before going to bed, you’d need to look perfect for tomorrow even though you already were. You giggle but obey, taking off the makeup and sharing good memories with him. Suddenly the memories sting, your eyes watering as you wonder why you weren’t good enough for Bakugou.
You loved him, you loved him so much. And you’re drunk right now, or so you tell yourself as you lean into Bakugou’s touch when he steadies you. When you beg him to crawl into bed with you and to curl into his chest.
And when you do, you gaze into his burning ember eyes before quickly closing the distance and finally kissing Bakugou Katsuki.
My HEART—
Look here you two. I just woke up and now I’m crying
Your relationship with Iwaizumi was… different. It existed in the space between friendship and romance, occasionally swinging one way or another with enough speed to disorient even the most attentive of your friends. It had been a source of comfort and tension; consistent in its inconsistency.
“Isn’t it about time that you make a move?” You don’t know why you asked, smirking when a flustered expression spread over his face. The flirting was commonplace between the pair of you, usually followed by laughter and the occasional shove. Anything to make the other think you weren’t serious. Y'know, even though you were.
“Do you want me to?” It was his turn, a small grin pointed at you to mask the seriousness behind his eyes. This was where you’d fall back, giggle and roll your eyes; maybe say something scathing.
“Yes.” The two of you were both visibly shocked when the word left your lips. Barely a whisper, and yet somehow echoing down the hallway that you’d stopped in. The instant panic made you open your mouth to take it back when he didn’t respond.
But then he had stepped into your space, one hand cupping your jaw as the other gripped your waist and–
You inhaled sharply when his lips met yours, trembling fingers curling into the front of his uniform.
request by @saratour: Runa Runa! *waves* Hiiiiiyaaaaa! For the Dirty A-Z headcanon game, can I have Erwin with A, E and L please? THaaaankkk yooou <3 <3
notes: ahhhh sara!!! i am so happy that you requested erwin this man is just the finest of them all aicjdkxn<3
mentions/contains: degradation, praise, sir kink, power dynamics
