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Guided Sex | Bakugou Katsuki x Shindou Yo x Kirishima Eijirou x Kaminari Denki x Reader
𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱 - 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟
Kinktober masterlist.
This is a extended part of this thirst post.
Summary: Kirishima invites Shindou to one of their game nights when Sero can’t make it, and Bakugou is pissed. But once Shindou realises that you’re on the other side of the call with Bakugou, he has something else planned.
Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Shindou Yo x Kirishima Eijirou x Kaminari Denki x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, pwp, guided sex, dirty talk, exhibitionism, voyeurism, phone sex, m!masturbation mentioned, squirting, praise, still not proof-read sorry!
Word Count: 3.2k.
“Don’t be mean, Bakugou.” The cocky tone of Shindou’s voice radiated through the speaker, “Let her hear properly.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes, taking one of his headphones out so he could place it inside your ear. Shifting his hips so your back was pressed firmly against his chest as he weaved his arms around your waist. Holding you tight against his body as you could now hear everything on the line clearly.
“She’s got a headphone in,” Bakugou muttered, the tent in his pants prodding your ass as you shuffled against it.
“She’s finally joined us, huh?” You could hear the grin in Shindou’s voice as you rested your back against Bakugou’s chest, “Hey, pretty girl.”
“Hi,” You mumbled shyly, suddenly feeling self-conscious that everyone was listening to you, eager to hang on to your every word.
“Hi,” Shindou repeated back with a grin, “Glad you decided to join us for the game. Is this your first time too?”
Your face flushed at the question, knowing all too well that this most definitely wasn’t the first time you’d joined Bakugou during game night, often irritated that he was spending some much-deserved time off work with his friends instead of with you when you were especially needy. So often he’d allow you to climb onto his lap during the games as you shamelessly got yourself off using him, the microphone going silent so he could whisper filth into your ear. Telling the guys that it was his connection, even though gameplay never once dropped. You’d lost count of the number of times that you’d sucked his cock during a stream, but this was the first time you’d been caught.
“Oh, it’s not?” Shindou took your silence as his answer, the response causing a confused “What?! How?” To burst from Kaminari as Kirishima sucked in a breath, “You naughty girl.”
A soft gasp left your lips at his lewd words as you rolled your hips on top of Bakugou’s lap, trying to bring some stimulation to your needy clit.
“You got three guys jacking it because of how pretty you sound, sweetheart.” Shindou’s voice was raspy on the other side of the line, “Thinking about how pretty you’d look sat on their cocks.”
“Fuck,” Kaminari groaned on the line, “You’d look so pretty on mine.”
“Shut up, dumbass.” Bakugou growled, “You’d never stand a chance.”
“Say’s the guy neglecting his girl,” Shindou goaded Bakugou, “I can’t believe you still wanted game night tonight when you’ve got a pretty girl needy for you.”
“Shut the fuck up, you don’t know shit.” Bakugou spat.
“I know she’s desperate to cum, aren’t you sweetheart?” Shindou pressed, hearing the slight lilt to your breath as he spoke directly to you, “Can hear how needy you are.”
“Fuck,” You whined, grinding yourself on Bakugou’s lap as your clit throbbed desperately.
“Bakugou’s not very nice leaving you to get yourself off, is he?” Shindou whispered, you could practically hear the smirk on his face through the line as the sound of a computer chair squeaking echoed in the background.
“What you tryin’ to say?” Bakugou snarled behind you, tightening his grip on your thighs as he tossed the controller down.
“I’m just sayin’,” Shindou continued, “If I was lucky enough to have a pretty girl like you do, I’d be cancelling game night to take care of her.”
“She’s taken care of,” Bakugou growled as you felt his palms begin to heat up against your skin.
“Sure doesn’t sound like it,” Shindou smirked, “Do you need to cum, sweetheart?”
“Don’t fuckin’ talk to her.” Bakugou rasped angrily, but the desperate sound from deep in your throat had all the other men moaning on the other side of the line.
“Jesus,” Shindou sucked in a breath at the sweet sounds coming from you as your clit throbbed.
“I wish there was a camera,” Kaminari groaned as you heard the crude sound of him spitting, the noise had your entire body aflame as you writhed on top of Bakugou.
“Are you jerking it to my girlfriend, asshole?” Bakugou snarled, his chest rumbling.
“I can’t help it, dude. She sounds so fucking hot.” Kaminari whined.
“You can’t blame them,” Shindou scoffed, his own hand palming his thick cock, “Your girlfriend’s hot.”
“Guys maybe we should stop-” Kirishima tried to placate.
“Don’t act like you’re not touching yourself, Kiri. I can hear you doing it.” Kaminari scoffed as you heard Kirishima try to stutter out excuses on the other side of the line.
“You guys are a bunch of fuckin’ pervs,” Bakugou growled, but made no attempt to shut the call off as he gave your ass a rough squeeze.
“I’m sorry, bro.” Kirishima whined, “I did try not to-”
“Sure ya fuckin’ did.” Bakugou rolled his eyes as the other three men continued to argue on the call, taking the opportunity to check on you.
“You okay?” He whispered against the shell of your ear as you nodded your head gently, pressing his lips to your temple as the guys continued bickering on the other end.
“Tell me if it gets too much, I’ll end it.” Bakugou continued, craning his neck to look into your eyes for any signs of doubt as you nodded back.
“Can’t believe you guys are arguing when you’ve got a pretty girl desperate to cum on the line,” Shindou scoffed.
“I can make her cum without any of you fucks,” Bakugou rolled his eyes, reaching a hand up to palm your breast. Making you arch your back into his touch as you let out a soft whine, your nipples pebbling beneath the oversized shirt you wore.
“Tell us what he’s doing to you, sweetheart.” Shindou pressed.
The silence on the other end of the line was deafening now, all three men listened with bated breath for your answer.
“Playing with my tits,” You mumbled, feeling Bakugou pinch your hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger above the fabric.
“Oh fuck, what are you wearing? Are you naked? Is she naked?” Kaminari fired questions in quick succession as he groaned softly.
“What is this? A cheap fuckin’ porno? Why’re you askin’ stupid questions.”
“I kinda wanna know if she’s naked or not too man,” Kirishima mumbled.
“Use your fuckin’ imaginations,” Bakugou growled.
“I’m wearing one of Katsuki’s shirts,” You mumbled, answering their question as you felt Bakugou’s hands sliding beneath the fabric.
“Is that it?” Kirishima sucked in a breath.
“Yeah,” You replied breathlessly as you felt his warm palm cup your naked breast.
“Man, that’s hot.” Kirishima groaned.
“Fuck, no panties?” Kaminari pushed, tightening his grip around his cock.
“She just said that, didn't she, asshole?” Bakugou spat gruffly as you felt him tug your nipple away from your body, letting your breast bounce back in place as he let go before repeating the motion.
“Dude, can you turn on your camera, please? I wanna see.” Kaminari replied childishly.
“Fuck no,” Bakugou scoffed, “She’s all mine.”
“I can just imagine how pretty you look right now, sweetheart.” Shindou smiled softly, pressing his thumb against the fresh pre beading at his tip as he smoothed it along his length, “Wish I was there to worship you in person.”
“She don’t need you,” Bakugou continued, “She’s got more than enough with me.”
“I dunno, I think she’d enjoy my quirk,” Shindou smirked.
“Wanna see what that pretty pussy of yours tastes like.” Kaminari whined, “Bet she tastes so good.”
“Tell Bakugou to play with that pretty pussy for us, yeah?” Shindou continued, “Take his hand and place it on your clit.”
“Shit,” You mumbled as you moved both hands to wrap around your boyfriend's wrist, holding him tight as you moved his palm between your thighs. Feeling calloused fingers immediately delving between your wet slick in search of your clit, parting you open to pull the hood of it back as he tapped against the sensitive nub softly.
“Does that feel good, sweetheart?” Shindou cooed, “You like having your clit played with?”
“Yeah,” You sighed as you leaned into Bakugou’s touch.
“I bet you’d love me playing with it more,” Shindou added.
“Yeah, right.” Bakugou scoffed, shaking his head in annoyance.
“Oh, I think she would,” Shindou replied cockily, pressing his fingers against the edge of his desk for emphasis, the shrill vibrations sounding through the speakers as the items on his desk began to tremble from the speed of the vibrations. The noise had you squirming on Bakugou’s lap as you imagined the sensation of it against your sensitive clit, “My quirk has many uses, instead of just setting shit on fire.”
“Shut up, asshole.” Bakugou snarled from behind you, his hand tightening on your thigh as he increased the pressure against your clit.
You ignored their bickering as you focused on the delightful pressure against your clit, writhing on Bakugou’s lap as you chased your pleasure. The coil inside you tightened as your lashes, closing your eyes as you felt the pleasure begin to consume you.
“I’m gonna cum-” You whined, grinding your hips against his hand as the three men on the other side of the line went silent immediately, knowing they were listening intently to every sweet sound you made as Bakugou sent you over the edge. The coil inside you snapped as you let yourself come undone, crying out in pleasure as your body spasmed, riding out your bliss.
“Jesus,” Kirishima breathed heavily, “That was-”
“Dude, your girlfriend is so fuckin’ hot. It’s not fair.” Kaminari whined.
“Good girl,” Shindou murmured, “Sound all pretty and shit when you’re cumming, you know?”
You keened at his praise, feeling a warmth surrounding you as Bakugou nuzzled your cheek. Whispering quiet praises against the shell of your ear as he smoothed a calloused palm along your thigh.
“You still doin’ okay, angel?” He whispered.
“‘m good,” You mumbled.
“You’re so good, sweetheart.” Shindou continued, obviously overhearing you, “Did such a good job.”
“That’s it, assholes.” Bakugou cut him off, “We’re goin-”
“What? You afraid of your performance on call?” Shindou snorted, “Figures.”
“I ain’t afraid of shit.” Bakugou snarled.
“Sure seems like it, considering you’re leaving before you’ve even given her what she wants most.” Shindou continued, “Nothin’ wrong with a little performance anxiety. I mean, I’d probably be a little nervous too, trying to please my woman in front of some other guys-”
“I ain’t fuckin’ scared.” You could feel Bakugou’s chest tightening behind you as he practically seethed from Shindou’s words, his palm heating up against your thigh as he went to spit back another insult.
“Prove it.”
“You fucker, ya think- wait what?” Bakugou was caught off guard.
“Prove you’re not scared and fuck her,” Shindou replied simply.
“Fuckin’ prick,” Bakugou mumbled beneath his breath as he shifted your body weight onto one of his muscular thighs as he tugged down his shorts just enough to free his thick cock. The length of it warm as it was trapped between your lower back and his chest, trying to grind yourself back against him as he held your hips tight.
The other men could hear the rustling on the other side of the line as they waited for more action, the slick, lewd sound of hands stroking cocks played out through the headphones causing your cunt to throb in anticipation.
“You gonna show them how pretty you sound when you’re sitting on my cock, sweetheart?” Bakugou murmured as he pressed a soft kiss to the curve of your neck.
“Yeah,” You sighed, bucking your hips back against him as the other men let out faint curses.
“Shit, man.” Kirishima whined, “You’re so lucky.”
“Oh, fuck.” You sighed blissfully as Bakugou finally pressed the tip of his cock against your tight entrance, slowly sinking you down on his length as you felt him begin to fill you up.
Bakugou sucked in a breath of air as he hissed through gritted teeth, feeling the way your tight cunt clenched around him as his thick lashes fluttered. Still throbbing from your previous climax as he gave a tentative roll of his hips to try and get you to loosen up a little for him.
“That’s it, sweet girl.” Bakugou whispered against your cheek, “Ya feel so good.”
The praise had you crying out in pleasure, a sultry moan spilling from your lips as he began to lift you from his length and drop you back down, the curve of his cock angled perfectly against the spongy spot inside you as you feebly tried to match his movements.
“Oh, fuck.” Kirishima gasped as you heard a crash on the other end of the line, clearly he’d accidentally knocked something onto the ground. His breathing was heavy as the slick sound of his hand stroking his cock went silent.
“You came already, Kiri?” Bakugou asked, his fingers continuing to press messy circles to your clit as your walls throbbed around him, “Shitty fuckin’ stamina.”
“It’s not my fault she sounds so pretty,” He whined.
“He’s right, she sounds real pretty.” Shindou grinned, “Wish I was there to hear it in person.”
“I can’t believe I lasted longer than you,” Kaminari laughed before it turned into a moan as you let out a high-pitched keen as Bakugou hit a particular spot inside you.
“Doesn’t sound like you’re far behind,” Shindou laughed as he leaned forward in his chair, his hand still wrapped firmly around his cock, “Are you close too, sweetheart?”
“Yeah,” You gasped as Bakugou hit a particularly deep spot inside you, your thighs quivering as you approached your high.
“Fuck,” Bakugou growled, biting down on the curve of your neck as he continued his rough pace. Picking you up and dropping you back down on his cock, the lewd sound filling the speakers as the men on the other end listened on.
“That’s it, beautiful. Show us how pretty you sound when you cum.” Shindou murmured, continuing to stroke his cock as he listened to the sweet sounds spilling from your lips.
“Daddy?” You choked out a gasp as you felt yourself falling, “Can I cum?”
“Yeah, princess. Cum for me.” Bakugou smirked cockily at the fact that you’d asked him permission when Shindou was the one commanding you on the line.
“Of course, she calls you daddy.” Shindou scoffed.
“Jealous?” Bakugou laughed, splaying his palm against your pelvis as he pressed a wet kiss to your jaw.
“I am actually, yeah.” Shindou replied honestly, “I’d have her fucking screaming it if I was there.”
“You’d have her screaming for me?” Bakugou snorted.
“Shut the fuck up, dickhead.” Shindou retorted in annoyance, but both men were cut off from their bickering when you let out a desperate cry. The line went silent as they listened to you coming undone.
“Oh my god,” You gasped as your walls began to tremor around Bakugou’s cock. Your entire body felt aflame as you fell into your bliss, your toes curling as you came hard. Your walls milked Bakugou’s cock for all he was worth as you writhed on his lap, white-hot pleasure coursing through your veins as he helped you to ride out your high.
“Good girl,” Bakugou whispered, growling at the sensation of you clamping down around his cock, “Always so pretty when you cum.”
“I wanna see so bad,” Kaminari whined, his moans sounding through the speaker as he worked himself towards his own release.
“Fuckin’ perv.” Bakugou spat but you could feel his lips curving into a grin against your neck, “Hear that, princess? How desperate he is to see how beautiful you look right now sitting on my cock?”
Your walls clenched around his cock at his words as you moved a hand back to thread your fingers through the messy hair at the back of his undercut, nails scratching against his scalp as he hissed in pleasure.
“Shall we send them a picture?” Bakugou smirked, feeling your walls throb at the thought.
Bakugou kept his pace as he continued fucking into your tight cunt, the thick veins on his cock catching against your slick walls as he prolonged your pleasure. His palm splayed against your pelvis had you feeling tight as a different sensation began to build inside you, a tension begging to be released as you felt yourself diving head first into another climax.
“I’m gonna- oh, shit.” You cried out as you felt yourself succumb to the ecstasy swirling inside you, crying out Bakugou’s name as you came undone. A clear stream of liquid gushed from your cunt as he continued hitting the same sensitive spot inside you.
“Did you just squirt?” Bakugou rasped as he felt the wetness hit his thighs and feet as you spasmed on his lap, white spots blanking your vision as you let the climax wash over you, “That’s so fuckin’ hot.”
“Shit, did she squirt?” Shindou groaned, the slick sound of him stroking his cock increased as he worked himself towards his release, “That’s so sexy— shit.”
Shindou found his own release with a gruff groan, spilling his white hot release into his palm and lap as he tried to remain focused on the pretty sounds you were making on the other side of the line.
Bakugou followed quickly after as he gave a few more messy ruts up into your tight heat as he came with a grunt, painting your inner walls with sticky, warm spurts of his release as his nose nuzzled the back of your neck, warm palms rubbing soothing circles against your hips as he stayed buried deep inside your fluttering walls. Cherishing the aftershocks of your climax as he kept you plugged full of his release, his thighs soaked with your release.
“Do we at least get a selfie?” Kaminari wasn't above sounding desperate through the speakers as he practically begged to see what you looked like right now, “Please?”
“You’re lucky you even got to hear her, asshole.” Bakugou scoffed, “You should be grateful.”
“You’re no fun, Dynamight.” Shindou taunted, “He doesn’t want us to see how pretty his girl looks right now.”
Unbeknownst to them, Bakugou was taking a selfie with you with his cell phone, holding it high in the air to get as much of you in the frame as possible. A dewy glow to your skin from the layer of sweat sticking to your body as you shyly hid your face in his neck, holding the phone out to you so you could see the photograph to make sure you were okay with it before he created a group chat on his phone with the guys as he sent the photo.
“Fuckin’ hell,” Shindou sucked in a breath.
“She’s so pretty, how did you get so lucky?” Kaminari whined as he got the notification, “Sero’s gonna be pissed he missed this week.”
“Wow,” Kirishima sounded breathless as he surveyed the image.
Bakugou tossed his phone to the side as he pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek. Running his hands along your exposed sides as he slowly lifted you off his softening cock as you let out a whine of displeasure. Suddenly feeling empty and cold as you felt his cum begin to trickle out of your slick warmth and onto his lap beneath you.
“I’m gonna go clean her up,” Bakugou muttered, moving to shut off the stream.
“Same time next week, yeah?” Shindou added before he left as Bakugou looked to the side to see your face as you nodded shyly.
“Tch, yeah.” He grinned as he moved the mouse towards the red button, “Enjoy fucking your fists, losers.”
#bakugou smut#Shindou smut#Kirishima smut#Kaminari smut#bakugou x reader#Shindou x reader#mha smut#Bnha smut#Bnha x reader#mha x reader#kinktober#kinktober 2022#flashing lights
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#yokatsu#bakugo katsuki#shindo yo#shindobaku#mha#bnha#shindou x bakugou#bakugou katsuki#boku no hero fanart#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#yokatsufanart
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Ship: Bakugou x Shindou
Setting: Female bakugou, no quirk au
Katsuki moves to a new city because of a job transfer. She is far away from all of her friends and family. On the surface she is doing fine. She goes to work out, does excellent at her job, keeps up her apartment and keeps in contact with her friends. However, she hardly goes out except for neccessities. This worries her mother because Mitsuki likes to nag and meddle with her daughter’s life. And so she hires one of those rental boyfriends and makes Katsuki go out on a date with him. Katsuki is furious, and its only through a threat of her mother posting Katsuki’s baby photos online does she actually dress up and go out with the rental boyfriend. The guy turns out to be Shindou You and Katsuki hates him on sight. The guy is such a faker with his fake smile and attitude. But Katsuki is being blackmailed and so she can’t just walk out. Katsuki begrudingly goes along with all of Shindou’s date ideas, from going to a local restaurant, going to various local places that Katsuki hasn’t bothered going out to look at and just chatting with her. After they split up at the end of the night, Shindou is thinking that it was probably the worst date that he has ever been on and probably won’t ever happen again. The entire time, Katsuki had been doing her best to stay as far away from him as possible or ignoring all yhat he said. He essentially acted like a tour guide. And it was a real shame because Katsuki was fucking hot. But the next week, Shindou is surprised as he is once again walking around the streets with Katsuki. This continues on and Katsuki gets more and more comfortable with Shindou as he starts showing more of his true personality. The gap between them steadily gets smaller until they are strolling around town with Shindou’s arm wrapped around her and they're meeting up even when Katsuki hasn't rented him out.
#bnha#fanfic idea#shinbaku#shindou x bakugou#no quirks au#female bakugou katsuki#shindo yo#rental boyfriend au
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A Soft October Night
a/n: i have a thing for citrus scents—and an inability to describe perfumes and colognes—so leave me alone asidlfhad. i felt sad and wanted to write something sad, but i hate writing sad things bc i’m delicate and sensitive, so this is as close as i’ll get. this was supposed to be like 1k. and then???? idk. also, this is noted as a drabble but it's the length of a dang fic lmaoo but the vibe is drabble, u feel??? anyways, i hope u enjoy!!!!!
summary: after receiving a heartbreaking rejection, you find comfort in the arms of someone you least expect. bakugou x fem!reader (if you squint). one-sided shindou x reader, or more like nakagame x shindou x reader.
cw: she/her pronouns, fem!reader. swearing, angst, heartbreak, hurt and comfort, reader feeling super insecure, shindou kind of leading reader on (implications), alcohol, drunk reader, bakugou being comfort, some fluff and cuteness at the end.
word count: 4,696.
You stared at the side of Yo’s chiseled face as he pulled out his phone and responded to a text message. You knew better than to look; you knew you’d simply be twisting the knife in your side, confirming what you already knew. Your eyes flickered down to the smiling face of a cutely sweet blond: Nakagame Tatami. It was embarrassing and humiliating to call her your rival in love, but there wasn’t any other way to say it.
And, actually, it wasn’t much of a rivalry. She was in the lead, if she hadn’t already won. The evidence was right in front of you—there you were, drunk and upset, and Yo was still messaging her.
When the two of you got to his car, he pocketed his phone and opened the driver’s door. You opened the passenger side—but then you stopped, heart throbbing like it was being squeezed in someone’s apathetic hand.
“Yo,” you began, “do you like me?”
He looked to you, brows furrowing. “Babe, you know the answer to that,” he said, and the pet-name that once had you shuddering in elation now had you trembling in grief.
“Yo—”
“Of course I like you.”
It wasn’t an answer though. You knew him well enough to know that what he said wasn’t what he meant; what he said wasn’t a real answer to your question. He was only trying to placate you for another day, say what you wanted to hear to keep you quiet for another week, say anything to avoid admitting a decision that he had already made.
“I’m really tired,” you said suddenly.
“I know, babe,” he said. “Get in the car, and I’ll drive you home.”
“I’m exhausted, Yo,” you continued. “Fucking exhausted.”
He didn’t say anything, realizing then that you weren’t referencing your physical fatigue. You held tightly onto the passenger door, grinding your teeth to keep the tears from falling, to keep from screaming.
“I can’t keep doing this,” you whispered. “If you like me, then you’re mine; and if you’re mine, then you’re mine.”
“…Let’s talk about this later.” His voice had softened, but it was because he could see the breaking on your face, and not because he wanted the talk to be later so that he could be sweet.
He wasn’t sweet to you. He’d never be, not in the way you wanted, not in the way you asked.
You pressed your hand over your eyes, as if you could force the tears back.
“It’s okay if it’s fucking Nakagame,” you said, your voice cracking. “But if it is, then you need to leave me alone.”
He hesitated. “It’s not like that. I’m not saying that it’s Tatami—”
“Then who is it?” you asked, hearing the high and hissing desperation in your voice. It had been months like this, long weeks of secret laughter and tender touches and quiet kisses in the corners—and yet there was nothing to show for it in the light of the day. Everything that had happened under the cover of darkness stayed there, and you were always left waking with questions and confusions.
“It’s—it’s not anyone,” he said. “I care about you—I care about the both of you. Why is that a crime? You’re both important to me. I can’t choose because you matter to me in—in different ways.”
That was enough for the dam to break. You leaned your forehead against your forearm, still gripping the door for support as you tried to swallow the gasping sobs breaking through.
You both mattered to him in different ways. Of course, you thought. It was always like this with every person you had ever loved.
“Why can’t you say that it’s me?” you asked. “That you pick me?”
“[Name]—”
“Is that so bad?” You let out a pained and incredulous laugh. “Is it so hard to say, ‘It’s you, and it’s only you?'”
He stepped around the car to you. When you felt his hand touch your arm, you jerked away, face stained with heartbreak and tears.
“You’re drunk,” he said gently. “Let me get you home and we can talk about this tomorrow. How’s that sound?”
“Sounds like bullshit,” you spat. “Sounds like another way for you to avoid the hard conversation. Sounds like another way for you to keep me on the side and Nakagame in your bed.”
Hurt flashed across his face, and it only made you angrier. How could it be that he felt hurt? How was that fair that his feelings got to be hurt when he was the one stringing you along? How was it that he could look so goddamn handsome with pain coloring his brows while you, the actual victim, had ugly snot and tears and smeared eyeliner and frizzy hair?
“Babe, that’s not what I’m saying—”
“I hear what you’re saying,” you interrupted bitterly, “loud and clear, Yo. It’s not me—and that’s fucking fine—but this—whatever this is—this is not fucking fine.”
“[Name], wait—”
Yo tried to grab your arm, but you quickly side-stepped him, storming back toward the bar. The car doors closed behind you; then, after a brief moment’s hesitation, you heard him quickly follow after you. Picking up your speed, you entered through the back door and shuffled through the crowd on unsteady feet, rubbing at your face to try to wipe away any evidence that this had hurt. You paused, quickly looking around, trying to recall where the bathroom was; you figured you could hide in the women’s bathroom before leaving, or maybe even climb through the window and call for an Uber.
Abruptly, someone grabbed onto your wrist.
“Hey, what the hell?” It was a familiar, gruff voice.
You turned, meeting bright red eyes: Bakugou.
He took in your blotchy face and disheveled hair, concerned etched into his normal scowl.
“You alright there, doc?” he asked.
“I’m fine,” you said tightly, trying to pull your wrist out of his hold, but he held on, frowning. “Just need to get to the bathroom.”
You thought you heard Yo calling for your name above the buzz of the music and the crowd, but you weren’t sure if it was simply part of your imagination. You couldn’t lie; you had a moment of weakness where you hoped he would catch up to you, grab you by the waist, and then profess his love and apologize for his stupidity, but even in your drunken and despondent state, you knew how ridiculous that dream was. Him calling you hadn’t been in your head, though, as Bakugou had heard him as well; the both of you turned to look back in the same direction.
“I can’t talk to him right now,” you said, and he finally let go of your hand.
“Hold on,” Bakugou said. “Come here—that dumbass would be stubborn enough to follow you even into the women’s bathroom.”
He walked you backwards to the bar a few feet from you, shoving others aside to make space for the two of you. Bakugou blocked you in against the countertop and his chest; one hand gripped the counter, covering you from sight with his arm and shoulder, and the free hand looped loosely around your waist. He tilted his head down toward your ear. The position was intimate; to anyone looking, they’d see a man murmuring sweetly into someone’s ear. The stance perfectly obstructed views; he hid you from wandering gazes with his large back as he pressed you into his hard chest, into his earth and citrus cologne.
You didn’t know if Yo passed by. You were enveloped by Bakugou’s scent and warmth, and as he pulled you in closer, or as you leaned in further, you suddenly released the heartbreak that you had been trying to wipe from your face, a weight you had been trying to hold onto until you reached the safety of the bathroom stalls. In Bakugou’s arms—in his surprisingly warm and tender embrace, in his arms that encircled you like you were the softest and most delicate thing he ever had to hold—you cried. Your shoulders shook as you sobbed into his chest, unable to help yourself.
You thought he’d tense, thought he’d push you away in sneering disgust. It wasn’t as if you had a particularly volatile relationship with him, but he wasn’t known to be the most compassionate person. But, defying your expectations, Bakugou pulled you closer and wrapped his arms around you fully. He pressed his cheek against the top of your head—and you felt him sway slowly.
“Hey, hey,” he murmured against your hair, and for some reason, that made you cry harder.
You felt so pathetic, crying over someone you knew would never pick you, crying over something that had happened to you over and over again already.
You must’ve been so pathetic that Bakugou—the explosive, hot-headed, roughest-around-the-edges Bakugou Katsuki—was trying to comfort you. You had asked—begged—pleaded—Yo to give you a little bit of anything, shamefully crying for scraps for so long, and here was Bakugou, giving you what he could, turning down his fire, his heat, to give you a little bit of warmth that wouldn’t burn.
How was this fair?
“You’re fine,” Bakugou whispered. “You’re okay.”
You gripped his shirt, not caring that you were potentially ruining it with the tight clamping of your nails and your tears seeping through the fabric.
“Fuck that guy,” he muttered. “I never fuckin’ liked him or his fuckin’ ugly face anyways.”
The sudden shift made you laugh, hiccuping against the cries fighting for dominance in your throat. It didn’t provide any lasting relief, though, but you were grateful even for the second of reprieve.
Once you got a handle on your breath, you pulled back, saying, “Thanks—for hiding me.” You didn’t want to stand here and keep crying in Bakugou’s chest; you were drunk, but you were aware enough to know you’d regret it embarrassingly in the morning. “I’m, um, gonna sneak out before he comes back around.”
—But he didn’t respond like you had expected.
“I’ll walk you out,” he offered. He smoothed out your hair, detangling some strands, a gesture that was tenderhearted, something you never would’ve thought to attach to the hero voted most likely to attack journalists and paparazzi.
“I’ll be fine.”
He rolled his eyes. “Shut up and walk.”
With a huff, you looked over his arms and shoulders. When you didn’t see Yo, Bakugou released you from his hold and followed you as you pushed through club crowd, heading for the entrance. When you finally made it out onto the street, you took in a deep but shaky breath of the cool night air.
Just another night, you thought. Just another second place trophy to add to the shelf.
Nothing new, you told yourself. Nothing new.
Bakugou gently touched your hand, getting your attention. When you looked at him, he jerked a thumb toward the parking lot.
“Over here,” he said.
It took a while to piece it together, due to the fog of alcohol and heartache, but when you realized what he was offering, you shook your head. “Seriously,” you said, “you’ve done enough. You don’t need to drive me home; I’ll just call a taxi or Uber or something…”
“Why the hell would you spend money when I’m telling you I’ve got a fuckin’ car?”
“Because I want to wallow alone.”
He stopped, staring at you. “Do you?” he asked.
It seemed like, if you said yes, he’d leave you alone; it seemed like he was giving you an option to be honest and he’d respect your answer—but, truthfully, you didn’t know yourself. This was the only way you knew how to deal with your feelings toward Yo. This was the only way you had ever dealt with feelings such as this, alone in the dark. You didn’t know if you wanted company. You didn’t know if it would make it better or easier, or if you’d just feel stupid and humiliated in the presence of others.
“Doc?” he asked. It wasn’t a creative nickname. He—and many others—called you doc because you had a PhD in bio-engineering with quirk applications—but there was something sincere about the way he said it, something softer and more intimate than Yo’s frequent usage of babe.
You shrugged, feeling your eyes sting with unshed tears again. You didn’t know you had so much in you to give, so much to lose, so much already lost.
“Come on,” he said.
Bakugou didn’t grab onto you, letting you decide, but you ultimately followed him as he wove through parked cars. He led you to the other side of the lot where the metal barrier stopped cars from driving off the hill and down into traffic. Past it was a expansive and beautiful view of the sea, sparkling underneath a bright crescent moon.
He motioned for you to go to toward the back of his car; he helped you up to sit on the trunk. Then, he reached into the back passenger’s seat for an unopened water bottle.
“Drink,” he said, putting it into your hands. “You hungry?”
You shrugged again.
“Stay here,” he ordered, and you irrationally found it so goddamn hilarious that he thought there was somewhere you could go.
While he was gone, you stared at the passing cars below and the soft shimmering of the ocean. From so high up, you could see the stars reflected back in some of the calmer waters before gentle waves rippled the view. You drank from the bottle slowly, sniffling and wiping your nose with the back of your hand every few minutes as you mentally tortured yourself with every little bit of Yo that had made you fall in love—his stupidly soft smile in the glow of the morning light, his bark of laughter whenever you unwittingly bumped your shoulder into corners, his nimble fingers braiding your hair as you were bent over costume and gear schematics in the early dawn, him having just finished his patrol and you still having yet gone to sleep.
You wondered if he did the same with Nakagame on the days he didn’t visit you.
—No, you knew he did.
He probably did more.
In the morning light, he probably kissed her. If she bumped into walls, he probably checked for any injuries. After late night patrols, he probably pulled her into the bed, skin-to-skin underneath the sheets because that was the best way to sleep.
You gripped the water bottle tightly.
Bakugou came back then; he had a plate of chicken karaage and two beers. He handed you the warm plate and drink before hopping onto the back of his car, settling down right beside you. His body emitted heat constantly. You wondered if that was how he was or if it had to do with his quirk; maybe a mixture of both. It was welcoming in the cool night.
“Doesn’t this defeat the purpose of my water?” you asked, replacing the water bottle with the beer when he popped it open for you.
“Who fuckin’ eats chicken karaage without beer?” Bakugou snorted.
The two of you clinked the glass bottles and took a swig, picking at the food in your lap. You turned to stare at the shifting ocean under the silver light.
“Shouldn’t you go back in with your friends?” you asked suddenly, masochistically trying to push him away so you could be miserable alone.
“They’re fine,” he answered. “Eijirou’s been slowly sobering up ever since Dunce Face started hitting on the dancers.”
You cracked a wry grin. “The dancers that are dating the bouncers?”
“The dancers dating the fucking bouncers.”
He took another swig of his drink. You followed suit. It was quiet. You thought it would stay like that, just an hour of complete silence while you wallowed and moped; it’d probably be easier for the number two explosive hero. He wasn’t one for small talk, much less sentimental ones—but he continued to surprise you, and you found yourself secretly grateful.
“…You wanna talk about it?” he asked.
You glanced at him, sniffling without meaning to. “I’m surprised you wanna hear about it.”
“I don’t,” he retorted. “But—feels like something you might like. Or need. Or whatever.” Under the dim light of the night, the harsh lines on his face made from his training, his anger, his life, seemed to soften.
“That’s sweet,” you remarked. “I think. Well, it is sweet for you, I guess.”
He didn’t respond, letting the silence fill until you felt ready to say something.
You didn’t think you were. You didn’t think you’d ever be. Even with your past blunders in love, you never truly felt comfortable enough to talk about them with anyone, not even your closest friends. You never felt okay enough. It was difficult to move on when you were consistently trapped in these situations. Everyone who had wrapped their arms around you under the cover of night disappeared as soon as the sun kissed your eyelids. Even worse, they disappeared and fell into someone else’s arms.
“There’s nothing to say,” you finally said, voice low as though you were afraid that, any louder, and you’d burst into tears. “I stupidly…waited around, and—and he didn’t pick me.” You scratched at your cheek, attempting nonchalance in your tone and movement, even though you were staring pointedly at your heels to keep the stinging in your eyes from morphing into anything else. “To be fair,” you continued, “he didn’t pick either of us—me or Nakagame. Turtle Neck, if you remember. But, anyways, I know what that means.”
“What does it mean?”
“That I am, once again, not good enough to be chosen.” You smiled bitterly. “Always the bridesmaid and never the bride, is what they say.” You tried to laugh, but it came out hollow.
You could feel him staring at you, the heat of his gaze warming the side of your face.
“I know you’re not interested in a pity-party,” you said, “but I just need it for the night and then it’ll be over. Back to being the doc tomorrow.”
“You—”
“Is it okay that I’m sitting on your car?”
He was taken aback by the abrupt shift in conversation, blinking and frowning in confusion. “What?”
“I lathered a shit ton of glitter lotion on myself before I left,” you explained.
Bakugou looked down to your legs, glistening under the moonlight, an entire galaxy dotting every part of your legs. You lifted your thigh and saw the sparkly smear on his car.
“What the fuck.”
“Sorry,” you said.
“Whatever, it’s fine,” he grumbled. “I’ll take it into the carwash tomorrow.”
“I’ll pay,” you offered.
“I said it’s fuckin’ fine, Jesus.”
“Why are you being so nice?” you asked suddenly.
He glowered at you, looking annoyed by the question. “Why kind of asshole do you think I am?”
“The asshole kind,” you deadpanned.
“Well, I’m not that kind,” he muttered.
You peered at his expression, seeing something on his face that you hadn’t ever seen before, something sentimental, or soft, or delicate. “What kind are you then?” you prodded.
He sipped his beer, glancing at you. “The kind that gets fuckin’ annoyed,” he replied, “but not the kind that would fuckin’ leave you while you’re crying.” He was glaring at you from the corner of his eyes, but he looked sincere, and if Bakugou had shown you anything from his shouting and his scowling, it was that he was earnest in his worst—and best—of moods.
“Oh.” You didn’t have anything else to say, looking down at your hands. You picked another piece of chicken, a small and crispy one, and popped it into your mouth, chewing absentmindedly. It was more for the alcohol than hunger.
You suppose there was a lot you didn’t know—about the people around you. About anything. You hadn’t been sure that Yo would've picked you over Tatami, but you hadn’t been sure that he wouldn’t have, either. You had been sure that you could wait, could hold off long enough until he found his way back to you, but you were wrong. And you hadn’t expected Bakugou to be the one to swoop in and help you, but he had—he did—he was.
You wondered what else you would get wrong tonight, or for the rest of your life, and you thought this feeling should perhaps leave you hopeful and excited, but, instead, your chest felt empty and aching.
You looked from the fried chicken in your lap to Bakugou leaning forward, resting his elbows onto his knees, to the gentle ripples of the ocean water, the reflective night sky unexpectedly cut by a pod of jumping dolphins. The chilly night was backdropped by the music blaring from the clubs all around and the stars all above, and there were goddamn dolphins playing in the gleaming waters—it was so romantic, so dreamy, so perfect, the entire fucking thing. You couldn’t do anything but curl into yourself and cry, thinking, stupidly, that you wanted Yo to be here beside you, sharing this meal and this beer and this soft October night.
The chicken fell out of your lap, and you had just enough sense to tighten your hold on the bottle, or maybe you just wanted something to hold onto.
You felt a hand on your back, rubbing lightly.
“…Do you want a hug?” Bakugou asked, his voice low and gruff and the sweetest thing you had heard all night.
“Yes,” you whispered. “Yes, please.”
He gently pried the bottle from your hand and placed it aside, and then he opened his arms to you. You climbed into his lap, burying your face into his neck as you sobbed, seeking a warmth that you weren’t going to get from anyone else.
You cried about Yo. You cried about the mean things you had thought about Nakagame in moments of cruel jealousy. You cried about all the boys that had picked smiles more beloved than yours.
Just once, you’d like to hear it.
Just once, you’d like to be someone’s first choice.
Just once, you’d like someone to touch your face, and cup your cheeks, and sigh against your mouth—it’s you—it’s you—it’s always been you—it’ll only ever be you.
And as if he could hear it in your cries, Bakugou murmured kindly into your hair. “One day. It’ll be you one day.”
You didn’t quite believe it. Logically, you knew you couldn’t say it was impossible, but it was the same way you approached ghosts or miracles—they were there, but they weren’t. You couldn’t say never, but you couldn’t say for certain either, and wasn’t that answer enough? That you couldn’t confidently say yes? That you couldn’t look at something and say it was a miracle, but it was so easy to say it only a trick of the light?
You cried harder, tightening your hold around him. In response, Bakugou held onto you all the tighter, unaffected by your dress riding up or your legs straddling him or the glitter that was surely getting smeared onto his black pants. He held you as fiercely as you wanted, loosening his hold when you loosened yours, contracting when you did.
After a while, you lost the energy to cry. There was nothing left to give or heave. The next breath you took, though shaky and unstable, didn’t devolve into bawling, and then, soon, with more exhales that didn’t trigger tears, you began to slowly calm. Eventually, it was just your occasional sniffle and the heavy beating of Bakugou’s heart. You felt him untangle your hair, shifting you closer on his lap.
“I’d pick you,” he said softly.
“Not Uraraka? Utsushimi?” It was supposed to be a dry joke, but your cracking voice and your sniffling made it sound pessimistic and sad, like you believed that, in the grand scheme of things, you’d always be in someone’s shadow.
“Nah. You.”
There was a finality there that soothed you. A brusqueness that refused questioning. It was nice. Reassuring.
You closed your eyes, breathed in his scent—sweet and citrusy in the heated dark. As your body relaxed, Bakugou tightened his hold on you.
Tired by the night’s events, you fell asleep for a moment. You jerked awake when you felt drool pooling at the edge of your lips. You didn’t know how long you had fallen asleep; it didn’t feel long, but you couldn’t be sure. Bakugou was laying against the back window of his car with you still in his arms, his hand slowly running up and down your back in soft strokes as he stared at the stars with half-lidded eyes.
You sat up, disentangling yourself from his hold. “Sorry,” you said, wiping your mouth. “I—I think I drooled on you.” With the alcohol fading and the cries subsiding, you immediately felt an embarrassment creep into your chest.
“It’s fine.” He had one careful hand on your hip to keep you steady as he lifted himself up with his other hand. “You ready to go?”
“Bakugou—really, I—I’ll just Uber…”
“Shut up,” he grunted. He helped you down and then gathered the trash to dump into a nearby trashcan. Before you could open the door, he opened the passenger side for you. “Get in, crybaby,” he said, gruff voice ending in a lilting tease.
“Too soon, asshole,” you grumbled. You looked up at him and rubbed at your runny nose with the back of your hand. His shirt had some wet spots on it, but he looked impeccable; you, on the other hand, must've looked like an absolutely disgusting mess.
“I feel really gross,” you said, attempting to laugh as though that would ease the embarrassment.
You expected him to agree, but he only looked down at you. His left brow was raised, trying for something hard and stony, but there was half a smile curling at the corner of his lips. Emboldened, you sent a hesitant smile his way—and then you caught sight of a familiar dark head of hair across the parking lot.
Yo stood at the club entrance, staring at you and Bakugou.
Bakugou, seeing you avert your eyes to somewhere behind him, turned around and saw Yo as well. He looked back to you.
There was a silent question in the air—would you go to Yo? Would you go back? You had told him that what he was doing wasn’t fair—but what if he changed his mind? What if he finally picked you? What if—
You looked from dark brown eyes to bright vermillion ones.
Then, wiping at your sniffling nose, you sat inside the car, and Bakugou, after checking that both your legs were in, closed the passenger door. He ignored Yo as he walked around the car and got into the driver’s side, something you thought was wildly mature.
“Text me your address,” Bakugou said as he closed the door.
“What’s your number?” you asked.
“You never saved it?” he asked, nose flaring. “I fuckin’ texted you last week about my gear.”
“You rarely hire my company to adjust your tech,” you said, scrolling through your messages until you found the unknown number with the choppy messages lacking any type of normal human etiquette.
“What does that fuckin’ matter?” he muttered. “Fuckin’ save it this time. And hand sanitizer’s in the compartment; don’t think I didn’t fucking notice you wiping at your snot the entire night.”
“Shut up,” you muttered.
As mature as he had seemed earlier with not yelling at Yo, you should’ve known that it wouldn’t have lasted for long. Bakugou couldn’t help but give in to his hotheaded instinct, to his mean streak. As he pulled out of his spot, he pressed his middle finger against the window at Yo’s furious face. The car sped off with you clutching your side in the passenger seat, laughing and gasping for air bittersweetly, wrapped still in his citrus scent and tenderhearted whispers.
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Looking for two Bakugou x reader fics
Im pretty sure it was called “Bakugou hates bees” or something like that. The plot was basically a day at the beach. Fluff, slightly suggestive, no smut
This one is just smut. Bakugou is online gaming with Kaminari, Kirishima, Shindou, and Sero. Y/n comes over and after some teasing from Shindou, I think he fingers her. The other boys on the call jack off and the rest is smut.
Please link these if you know them it would mean a lot to me!
#bakugou x reader#bakugou fluff#katsuki bakugo x y/n#katsuki bakugou x reader#katsukibakugou#bakugou smut#fanfic#my hero academia#katsuki bakugo x reader#bakugo x reader#bakugou x y/n
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Current request status: closed
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Inbox game status: open
Current game: Send a single '🌸' + any character name (+ fandom if it's not obvious), and I'll give you one headcanon for them. Limited to one headcanon per ask. The same character can be asked for more than once.
I can go in fandom-blind. Pick any character you like.
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Firstly, anyone new here please know I’m the slowest writer on this planet, with a feeble amount of motivation. When requesting, it’s better off to think of it as a suggestion, because unless I get inspired, there’s a high chance I won’t have the brain power to write your piece.
I work under a policy that every character is pansexual/panromantic, unless explicitly stated by the original creator that the character is not attracted to a specific orientation.
What I will write:
Reader-inserts only
Second-person, or third-person if requested
Headcanons, drabbles, blurbs, short stories, voice lines, match ups.
Any gender, but will default to fem! unless requested
Romance or platonic
Aro or Ace
Polyamory
Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Horror/Suspense
Minor injuries/blood
Alternate Universe (please specify)
The list isn't completely exclusive so if in doubt, hit me with what you've got.
I reserve the right to decline or ignore any requests that make me feel uncomfortable, and have no obligation to disclose reasons why.
What I won’t write:
NSFW / Taboo
Political
Hate speech
Cheating
Whump (Yandere is fine but won’t be graphic)
Real celebrities x reader
Young-coded characters romantically. E.g. Eri, Kota, Klee, Nahida, etc.
I can try writing for any character from the fandoms listed, but the characters below are the ones I’m more confident in. Those with an ‘ * ’ are the characters I’m most confident writing.
Arcane:
Jayce || Viktor*
Silco
Demon Slayer:
Akaza* || Douma || Enmu || Gyutaro*
Inosuke || Nezuko
Rengoku || Sanemi
Dr Stone
Senku || Taiju
Tsukasa || Ukyo || Yo
Chrome || Kinro
Final Fantasy
7: Reno || Vincent || Genesis || Zack
13: Hope || Snow || Caius || Noel
Genshin Impact:
Arataki Itto || Cyno || Thoma || Tighnari || Xiao || Zhongli
Childe || Scaramouche
Gotham (TV Series):
Oswald Cobblepot || Jerome Valeska || Victor Zsasz*
Kingdom Hearts:
Organization XIII members || Axel*
Sora || Riku || Hayner
The Maze Runner:
Gally* || Newt || Frypan || Minho || Alby
Vince
My Hero Academia:
Class 1-A [Any] || Bakugou Katsuki* || Ojiro Mashirao*
Amajiki Tamaki || Kaibara Sen || Monoma Neito || Shindou Yo || Shinsou Hitoshi || Togata Mirio || Yorarashi Inasa
Chisaki Kai [Overhaul] || Dabi || Spinner || Toga Himiko || Twice
Fatgum || Pro Hero: Manual
Obey Me:
Mammon || Lucifer || Beelzebub || Asmo
Simeon || Solomon || Raphael
Tales of Arcadia:
Douxie Casperan || Krel Tarron*
Nari || Skrael || Strickler || Tronos
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#writing masterlist#writing masterpost#requests#writing#rules#fanfiction#reader insert#bnha#toa#tmr#kny#kh#x you#x yn
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Paper Rings (Danganronpa x Boku No Hero Academia)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yHL0XhN
by hitoshis, shipping_my_idiots
Hope's Peak Academy, a school that is known to be the greatest of all of Japan
It is home to students who have extraordinary Ultimate talents from the Ultimate Pop Sensation to the Ultimate Baseball Star. From the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader to even the Ultimate Fashionista. The school is known for helping students and pushing them to a bright future to show the world what they can do with their Ultimates
UA is a school that is home to students who are born with extraordinary superpowers, known as quirks. The school is known for shaping and helping their students and lead them into becoming superheroes of their own one day
Of course, nobody just attends the schools all willy nilly, they moreso scout for those who would do great and would attend the school, it's how it always was
But one day UA and Hope's Peak came together and settled on an agreement to have UA merge into Hope's Peak Academy, so the school got a lot of renovations done to extend the prestigious school to how it is today
or: Hope's Peak and UA decided to merge together and we take a look at what life is like there
Words: 567, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of I Love You So Whatever: Danganronpa x BNHA Crossover Main Story
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
Characters: Naegi Makoto, Hinata Hajime, Saihara Shuichi, Akamatsu Kaede, Midoriya Izuku, there's more characters but ao3 won't let me tag them all, Original Characters, mostly the family/parents of some of the cast tho
Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Saihara Shuichi, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kirigiri Kyoko/Uraraka Ochako, Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Aoyama Yuuga, Sonia Nevermind/K1-B0, Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki/Tsumiki Mikan, Kaminari Denki/Shiroghane Tsumugi, Soda Kazuichi/Hatsume Mei, Amami Rantaro/Chabashira Tenko, Kamukura Izuru/Iruma Miu, Oma Kokichi/Saionji Hiyoko, Asui Tsuyu/Yumeno Himiko, Kuwata Leon/Mioda Ibuki, Celestia Ludenberg/Maizono Sayaka, Gokuhara Gonta/Nanami Chiaki, Hinata Hajime/Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinguji Korekiyo/Koizumi Mahiru, Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito, Asahina Aoi/Hoshi Ryoma, Naegi Makoto/Togami Byakuya, Iida Tenya/Kirishima Eijirou, Kimura Seiko/Komaeda Nagito, Akamatsu Kaede/Tanaka Gundham, Mitarai Ryota/Utsushimi Camie, Andou Ruruka/Monoma Neito, Tojo Kirumi/Fukawa Touko, Hadou Nejire/Gekkogahara Miaya, Kendou Itsuka/Yonaga Angie, Hagakure Tooru/Jirou Kyouka, Tokoyami Fumikage/Kuzuryu Natsumi, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio, Shishikura Seiji/Fujisaki Chihiro/Ojiro Mashirao/Ikusaba Mukuro, Komori Kinoko/Kuroiro Shihai, Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko/Izayoi Sonosuke, Awase Yosetsu/Honenuki Juuzou/Kaibara Sen/Naegi Komaru, Shindou You/Yoarashi Inasa/Kodai Yui, Owari Akane/Pekoyama Peko, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu/Tsuburaba Kousei/Sato, Nidai Nekomaru/Owada Mondo/Yanagi Reiko, Past Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi - Relationship, past Monoma Neito/Shindou You, Koizumi Mahiru & Sato, Komaeda Nagito & Nanami Chiaki & Saionji Hiyoko & Oma Kokichi, Hinata Hajime & Kuzuryu Natsumi & Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki & Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Sero Hanta, Asui Tsuyu & Iida Tenya & Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto & Uraraka Ochako, Hinata Hajime & Komaeda Nagito & Nanami Chiaki & Kuzuryu Natsumi & Shinsou Hitoshi, there's a lot more friend groups but I don't think I can fit them all, Yasuhiro is flying solo here, same with Junko, Ultimate Imposter/Shiozaki Ibara/Tsunotori Pony/Tokage Setsuna/Fukidashi Manga
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Despair (Dangan Ronpa), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, i think idk if this counts or not, Crossover, Crossover Pairings, Rare Pairings, Fluff and Angst, there's a actual plot...somewhere, Hinata Hajime and Kamukura Izuru Are Twins, Everyone Is Gay, there's more tags but ao3 won't let me tag them all, half the cast is rich so everyone gets a sugar daddy/sugar mommy, I should clarify the lovers are the sugar daddies/sugar mommies
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yHL0XhN
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cockwarming gamer bakugou. that’s it. that’s the ask.
He’s got your tits pressed straight up against his chest, your thighs on either side of his hips, his arms weaved around you to hold onto the controller as he rests it against the curve of your ass. The buttons like muscle memory has you rest your head on his shoulder, dangerously close to his headset as he takes the opportunity to shout at Denki for fucking up— again.
“How fuckin’ hard is it to hit the target? I could do it with my eyes closed.”
“I’m sorry,” You could hear Denki whining on the other side of Bakugou’s headset, “The last zombie freaked me out and I dodged.”
“Fuckin’ idiot.” Bakugou mumbled beneath his breath and it made his chest rumble, making you shiver against him.
“Come on, man. I’m doing my best.”
“If this is your best I don’t wanna see your fuckin’ worst.”
Every time he raises his voice it has his hips shifting and his cock brushing against your spongy walls as you can’t help but clench around him. His hands tightening around the controller as the plastic digs into your ass. Knowing that if he does want he wants to do and thrusts up into you, you’ll make those pretty noises he loves to hear but everyone on the call will hear them too.
“It’s okay, Denks. We’ll get it next round.” Kirishima sighed with a stretch as the splash screen began to load the level again in the background with all their lives refilled.
“I mean, you could’ve easily made that shot, Dynamight. If you didn’t wanna just be the hero.” A new voice sounded on the other side of the headphones as you tried to decipher who it was. You knew Sero was missing game night this week because of work, and you’d hoped that meant that the entire night was cancelled— hoping to drag Bakugou out yourself as he had the night off work.
“Improve your hero ranking and then you can criticise my gameplay, Grand.” Bakugou almost spat his name as he rolled his eyes.
Shindou Yo was playing?
“Who even invited you anyway? Thought we were supposed to be getting a replacement for Sero?” Bakugou scoffed.
“Yeah, you told me to find someone good-” Kirishima began, the faint sound of button smashing heard in the background.
“And you brought fuckin’ Grand?” Bakugou let out a raspy laugh at this, clearly amused at the situation. But all it did was make the tip of his cock nudge against that spot deep inside you that in turn made you let out a sultry whine.
A noise that didn’t go unnoticed by Bakugou as he let go of the control to give you a playful swat to your ass, his lips pressing against the side of your head as he feels you getting more needy and restless. The bickering now silent on the other side.
“What was that, Bakubro?” Kirishima questioned as you almost froze.
“Sounded like a girl.” Denki continued.
“How the fuck would you know what that sounds like, shithead?” Bakugou scoffed.
“I dunno, man. It sounds like Dynamight’s having some fun on the side, ain’t that right?” Bakugou could’ve killed Grand for how smug he sounded from the discovery, “Hey, Princess-”
“Don’t fuckin’ call her that, asshole.” Bakugou growled, shifting his hips angrily as you had to grip his shoulders to stop yourself from falling, moaning as the veiny length of his cock pressed against the spongy spot inside you.
“Told you,” Shindou scoffed, “While we’re slaving away he’s getting his dick wet.”
And fuck— now they definitely heard as you sat deathly still, feeling your entire body aflame as Bakugou dropped the game controller beside him on the couch.
“Hardly slaving away when you can’t even make the shots.”
“You know what, Dynamight. Maybe you’re right, I’m not very good at this game.” Your ear still pressed against Bakugou’s headset you heard Shindou drop his controller onto the table in front of him, the device clanking as his desk chair squeaked as he settled back.
The sultry tone of his voice had your thighs quivering on either side of Bakugou’s hips as your cunt fluttered around him, his palms now squeezing the fat of your ass as you could feel the warmth radiating through your body. You could tell Bakugou was between deciding whether to disconnect the call to satiate you himself or to entertain the man on the other side of the line.
“But there is something I’m really, really good at.”
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⠀𝐈.⠀────⠀ANIMANGA MASTERLIST
HAIKYUU
hinata shoyo, kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei, sakusa kiyoomi, motoya komori, atsumu miya, osamu miya, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsurou, kenma kozume, bokuto koutarou, akaashi keiji, kita sheinsuke, suna rintarou ( + more )
BLUE LOCK
isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, nagi sehisirou, hyoma chigiri, rensuke kunigami, reo mikage, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, kenyu yukimura, ryusei shindou.
JUJUTSU KAISEN
itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, maki zenin, inumaki toge, yuta okkotsu, gojo satoru, ryomen sukuna, suguru geto, noritoshi kamo, kasumi miwa, kento nanami, choso, toji fushiguro.
DEMON SLAYER
tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira, genya shinazugawa, giyuu tomioka, sanemi shinazugawa, iguru obanai, mitsuri kanroji, rengoku kyojuro, akaza, douma, muichiro tokito ( + more )
BLUE PERIOD
yatora yaguchi, ryuji ayukawa, yotasuke takahashi, haruka hashida, maki kunawa.
MY HERO ACADEMIA
hawks, dabi, aizawa shouta, denki kaminari, kirishima eijirou, izuki midoriya, bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, hitoshi shinsou, neito monoma, sero hanta, mirko, shigaraki tomura ( + more )
MISC
ohshc, assasination classroom, spy x family, kabaneri of the iron fortress, that time i got reincarnated as a slime, kemono jihen, naruto.
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Izuku Loved His Costume
Izuku loved his costume
by ThisAintBuildABitch
Izuku had some modifications to his costume. Now all of a sudden boys have boners, girls have a new bestie, and people are gay.
Oh and main ship is Izuku x shindo, suck my pussy lips
Words: 501, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Izuku being mommy
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A, Class 1-B, Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina, Yaoyorozu Momo, Kirishima Eijirou, Ojiro Mashirao
Relationships: Class 1-A Boys/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Monoma Neito, Awase Yousetsu/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Midoriya Izuku/Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu/Yoarashi Inasa, Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Original Male Character(s), Midoriya Izuku/Shindou You, Midoriya Izuku/Ojiro Mashirao, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku(onesided)
Additional Tags: Izuku does not like Katsuki Bakugou, bad bitch midoriya izuku, Cute Midoriya Izuku, Cute Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Minor Midoriya Izuku/Shindou You, One-Sided Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Wears a Skirt, Midoriya Izuku Has a Crush
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41921532
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new americana
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/JiAuBmz
by jules (cryingshinigami)
Katsuki Bakugō è sempre stato tagliato per lo studio. È intelligente, brillante, probabilmente il migliore. Odia la socialità, odia perdere tempo, sa che cosa vuole e sa come ottenerlo, non gli è mai importato nulla di tutto ciò che non riguardasse i suoi stretti interessi personali. Il problema di Katsuki Bakugō, però, è che anche se ha previsto tutta la sua vita e tutti i suoi obiettivi, dimentica sempre di aggiungere il fattore "persone" ai suoi innumerevoli calcoli. Perchè le persone li rovinano, i tuoi piani, soprattutto quelle con i capelli rossi e il sorriso smagliante che sembrano fatte apposta per destabilizzare tutte le tue certezze.
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KiriBaku x AMERICAN HIGHSCOOL !AU
Words: 180256, Chapters: 26/26, Language: Italiano
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Jirou Kyouka, Yaoyorozu Momo, Sero Hanta, Iida Tenya, Amajiki Tamaki, Toogata Mirio, Bakugou Mitsuki, Shindou You, Ashido Mina
Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Iida Tenya/Sero Hanta, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio
Additional Tags: Fluff, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Hard of Hearing Bakugou Katsuki, Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified, Romance, Teen Romance, Fluff and Smut, Sex, Shy Bakugou Katsuki, Size Difference, Bakugou Katsuki is a Nerd, Jock Kirishima Eijirou, Himbo Kirishima Eijirou, Slow Romance, (kind of slow tho), Bottom Bakugou Katsuki, Top Kirishima Eijirou, Power Dynamics, (just a lil bit), Songfic, Aromantic Ashido Mina, Bisexual Disaster Kaminari Denki
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boku no hero academia
de-aged todoroki 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5
todoroki x shindou x bakugou nap time | cat sheets
bungou stray dogs
god doesn't do human
of god and... god
back to back but together
tainted marks
dragons love fire
vampire diaries
time-travel background | denzo ficlet | extract | thoughts | denzo one-shot
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fandom and character list
last updated: march 26, 2024
feel free to ask me if you’re curious whether or not I’ve seen an anime not listed here, I’ll also gladly take recommendations if there’s one you think I might like!
anime/manga
boku no hero academia
characters: midoriya, bakugou, kirishima, kaminari, mina, sero, todoroki, uraraka, hagakure, momo, jirou
ships/pairings: bakudeku (bakugou/deku), bkkd (bakugou/kirishima/kaminari/deku), kamibaku (kaminari/bakugou), kamideku (kaminari/deku)
fruits basket
characters: kyo, tohru, yuki, hatsuharu, momiji
ships/pairings: kyohru (kyo/tohru), yuki/kakeru
haikyuu!!
characters: all of karasuno, kenma
ships/pairings: kagehina (kageyama/hinata)
horimiya
characters: kyouko hori, izumi miyamura, tooru ishikawa, sakura kouno, kouichi shindou, chika ichijou
ships/pairings: horimiya (hori/miyamura), shindou/ichijou
hypnosis mic
characters: ramuda, hifumi, doppo
link click
characters: cheng xiaoshi, lu guang, qiao ling
miss kobayashi’s dragon maid
characters: kobayashi, tohru, kanna
ships/pairings: kobayashi/tohru
nekopara
characters: chocola, vanilla, mc
ouran high school host club
characters: all the hosts
paradox live
characters: akanyatsura, bae
sasaki to miyano
characters: sasaki, miyano
ships/pairings: sasamiya (sasaki/miyano)
sk8 the infinity
characters: reki, langa, miya
ships/pairings: renga (reki/langa)
umibe no étranger
characters: shun, mio
ships/pairings: shun/mio
yuri!!! on ice
characters: yuuri, victor
ships/pairings: victuuri (victor/yuuri)
video games
genshin impact
characters: all the anemo boys, traveler (aether and lumine), albedo, kaeya, tartaglia/childe, thoma, gorou, yae miko, tighnari, cyno, lyney, lynette, freminet, furina, gaming
ships/pairings: cynonari (cyno/tighnari), kaebedo (kaeya/albedo), kazuscara (kazuha/wanderer), lynlumi (lyney/lumine), scaralumi (wanderer/lumine), xiaoven (xiao/venti)
obey me!
characters: demon bros, solomon, mc
ships/pairings: asmodeus/mc, leviathan/mc, mammon/mc
project sekai
characters: wonderlands x showtime, vivid bad squad, virtual singers
zelda botw
characters: link, zelda, sidon, mipha
ships/pairings: miphlink (link/mipha), zelink (zelda/link)
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Paper Rings (Danganronpa x Boku No Hero Academia)
by hitoshis, shipping_my_idiots
Hope's Peak Academy, a school that is known to be the greatest of all of Japan
It is home to students who have extraordinary Ultimate talents from the Ultimate Pop Sensation to the Ultimate Baseball Star. From the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader to even the Ultimate Fashionista. The school is known for helping students and pushing them to a bright future to show the world what they can do with their Ultimates
UA is a school that is home to students who are born with extraordinary superpowers, known as quirks. The school is known for shaping and helping their students and lead them into becoming superheroes of their own one day
Of course, nobody just attends the schools all willy nilly, they moreso scout for those who would do great and would attend the school, it's how it always was
But one day UA and Hope's Peak came together and settled on an agreement to have UA merge into Hope's Peak Academy, so the school got a lot of renovations done to extend the prestigious school to how it is today
or: Hope's Peak and UA decided to merge together and we take a look at what life is like there
Words: 567, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of I Love You So Whatever: Danganronpa x BNHA Crossover Main Story
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
Characters: Naegi Makoto, Hinata Hajime, Saihara Shuichi, Akamatsu Kaede, Midoriya Izuku, there's more characters but ao3 won't let me tag them all, Original Characters, mostly the family/parents of some of the cast tho
Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Saihara Shuichi, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kirigiri Kyoko/Uraraka Ochako, Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Aoyama Yuuga, Sonia Nevermind/K1-B0, Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki/Tsumiki Mikan, Kaminari Denki/Shiroghane Tsumugi, Soda Kazuichi/Hatsume Mei, Amami Rantaro/Chabashira Tenko, Kamukura Izuru/Iruma Miu, Oma Kokichi/Saionji Hiyoko, Asui Tsuyu/Yumeno Himiko, Kuwata Leon/Mioda Ibuki, Celestia Ludenberg/Maizono Sayaka, Gokuhara Gonta/Nanami Chiaki, Hinata Hajime/Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinguji Korekiyo/Koizumi Mahiru, Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito, Asahina Aoi/Hoshi Ryoma, Naegi Makoto/Togami Byakuya, Iida Tenya/Kirishima Eijirou, Kimura Seiko/Komaeda Nagito, Akamatsu Kaede/Tanaka Gundham, Mitarai Ryota/Utsushimi Camie, Andou Ruruka/Monoma Neito, Tojo Kirumi/Fukawa Touko, Hadou Nejire/Gekkogahara Miaya, Kendou Itsuka/Yonaga Angie, Hagakure Tooru/Jirou Kyouka, Tokoyami Fumikage/Kuzuryu Natsumi, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio, Shishikura Seiji/Fujisaki Chihiro/Ojiro Mashirao/Ikusaba Mukuro, Komori Kinoko/Kuroiro Shihai, Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko/Izayoi Sonosuke, Awase Yosetsu/Honenuki Juuzou/Kaibara Sen/Naegi Komaru, Shindou You/Yoarashi Inasa/Kodai Yui, Owari Akane/Pekoyama Peko, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu/Tsuburaba Kousei/Sato, Nidai Nekomaru/Owada Mondo/Yanagi Reiko, Past Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi - Relationship, past Monoma Neito/Shindou You, Koizumi Mahiru & Sato, Komaeda Nagito & Nanami Chiaki & Saionji Hiyoko & Oma Kokichi, Hinata Hajime & Kuzuryu Natsumi & Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki & Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Sero Hanta, Asui Tsuyu & Iida Tenya & Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto & Uraraka Ochako, Hinata Hajime & Komaeda Nagito & Nanami Chiaki & Kuzuryu Natsumi & Shinsou Hitoshi, there's a lot more friend groups but I don't think I can fit them all, Yasuhiro is flying solo here, same with Junko, Ultimate Imposter/Shiozaki Ibara/Tsunotori Pony/Tokage Setsuna/Fukidashi Manga
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Despair (Dangan Ronpa), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, i think idk if this counts or not, Crossover, Crossover Pairings, Rare Pairings, Fluff and Angst, there's a actual plot...somewhere, Hinata Hajime and Kamukura Izuru Are Twins, Everyone Is Gay, there's more tags but ao3 won't let me tag them all, half the cast is rich so everyone gets a sugar daddy/sugar mommy, I should clarify the lovers are the sugar daddies/sugar mommies
from AO3 works tagged 'Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta' https://ift.tt/utzSNF1
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Being Neighborly, ch 3
The fire alarm goes off and Bakugou’s stuck outside with just his boxers. Luckily, Shindou’s got a hoodie to share
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Bakugou liked to sleep in a pair of boxers and maybe a tank top if he was really in the mood for it. The seasons didn’t matter—he’d turn up the heater in winter and it was nice sleeping like that in the summer—and that’s just how he was used to it.
So that explained why he was shivering as he stood outside his apartment building at three something in the morning and why he was in nothing but a pair of boxers.
Well, it explained most of it. Some ashole in the apartment building had been trying to bake, forgot they were baking, let their pastries burn and eventually catch fire that spread through the kitchen and set off all the fire alarms.
The other occupants of the building were in similar states of dress, some shirtless, some in flimsy pajamas that did nothing against the cold and others wearing whatever they managed to throw on. But it was early winter and it was cold out. Bakugou hadn’t thought to grab a shirt or a sweater—when he heard the fire alarm, his first thought had been to get out.
He didn’t even grab his phone so he was bored and he couldn’t wake up Kirishima to have someone else share his current misery.
The fire department took too long to get there and the fire managed to spread a bit so they were keeping everyone out for a while.
He had classes in a few hours and Bakugou didn’t need another reason to be in a bad mood.
“You look cold.” Ah perfect, exactly what he didn’t need.
Bakugou hugged his arms closer to himself. “No shit.” He spared Shindou half a glance only to quirk a brow at seeing him in pajama bottoms and a zipped up hoodie. “You sleep in that?” Bakugou blurted out before he could stop himself.
Oh great, now he’d started a conversation.
Neither ever mentioned the food Bakugou had given him before and he thought he was free. He apparently didn’t make good decisions when he was freezing.
Read the rest here!
(https://archiveofourown.org/works/15489666/chapters/36889788)
#bnha#bakugou katsuki#shindou you#shindou x bakugou#bakugou x shindou#bakushin#shinbaku#what is their ship name#my fic
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