#but smiling so so wide and bakugou looks at him (looks at this version of midoriya) and thinks

[my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction]

Katsuki Bakugou x F!reader - Fluff oneshot about being married and wanting babies

a little over 1k words, A fluff piece about Katsuki wanting a baby and wanting it NOW. Slightly spicy at the end, like paprika levels of spice (AGED UP THOUGH DON'T COME FOR ME). Give me your requests/comments, I love hearing from you people!

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"Wifey..." Katsuki grumbled, his face buried into your neck, his thumb gently rubbing the plush skin of your stomach up and down. One arm was wrapped around your waist, the other straight beneath your head, and the man himself was spooning you. It was early in the morning, 7:13 to be exact, and he had just woken up. He was still in his black tank top and boxers, It was basically his summertime uniform when it came to sleepwear. What could he say? He was a simple man.

The sun was shining in through the blinds, dappling the neat and tidy room with rays of light, inviting the both of you out of bed. It was a Saturday, the only day Katsuki took completely off (and only because you made him promise to), but unfortunately he woke up at around the same time he would be heading to work.

This pissed him off, especially because he had been up late staring at the ceiling thinking, but once he was up, he was up, and now he had to make it your problem. Your slow breath and heart beat was comforting, sure, but so were your kisses, and your smile, and he wanted that so he would have it. Besides, he had something to talk to you about.

When you didn't rise from his gentle approach, he grumbled and growled, already losing patience. He decided to nibble on your neck, right at the base where it met your shoulder. His tongue gently pressed against the skin, before his teeth pushed a little harder against you. He wasn't going to draw blood, he wasn't going to actually hurt you, but he wanted you up and awake.

You groaned, it was his sharp canines that woke you, but you were already used to his tactics and just waved it off. "Katsuki...Go back to bed..." you mumbled, pushing your face into your pillow and shifting a little in his arms so the blanket covered you even more. "You know I can't," He argued, his voice low and husky from the lack of use yet.

Biting won't work? Fine then. He slipped his muscled arm out from beneath your head, sliding it under your body and meeting his other hand around your waist. Suddenly, he flipped over fast, his version of a death roll. You yelped in surprise, your head falling onto what used to be his pillow, but once you registered what happened you sat up with a pissed look on your face.

"Ok, I'm up! What is so goddamn important that you have to do all that?" He sat up with you, resting his weight on one elbow and grinning. He loved when you were mad, something about it made him twice as attracted to you. He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on your cheek and grumbling, "I love you, Wifey." You had been married for 3 years and together for 8, he knew a thing or two about calming you down and making you happy. It worked and you knew it, your cheeks heating and your furrowed brow smoothing.

"W-well...You don't need to wake me up just to tell me that," you scoffed, trying to stay mad but ending up much calmer than before. "I didn't wake you up just for that, dumbass."

Your entire relationship, from acquaintances to spouses, he's called you that. It was to the point that in both of your vocabularies it was practically equal to the word "darling" or "baby," reserved for only the two of you and meant as a term of affection.

"Well what was it for," you asked with a peeved yet inquisitive voice, rubbing your eyes and laying back down to face him. he stayed sitting partially up, his hand grasping at your waist and pulling you close to him. He loved looking at you, seeing the little expressions you made, seeing all those pretty features so specific to you.

"Lets make a brat," He announced, grinning so widely that you'd think he was the Cheshire cat. He was never shy about his thoughts, always believing that beating around the bush got no one anywhere, but his frankness surprised you here.

You paused, your stunned expression amusing him, until finally you said, "W- Uh, R-Right now???" it was silent for a beat, before he burst out laughing at the fact that your first thought was the baby making and not the actual baby.

"No, idiot, not unless you wanna," he teased, planting a kiss on your forehead before placing his chin on your scalp as he pulled you against him. "Nah, I just thought...y'know...maybe it'd be time..." He seemed nervous bringing this up, and rightfully so. it was a delicate topic, and one the two of you hardly touched on. You always wanted kids, and he knew that, but he also knew that timing was everything.

"Well...we are pretty stable right now, financially...and our jobs are pretty flexible, too..." You seemed to be thinking it over. You yourself were on special call with the hero agency, meaning you had a good salary but only worked on special occasions because of the nature of your quirk, and Katsuki had an even better salary and could call off whenever necessary because his squad was reliable enough to take care of things while he was gone. finally, after what he felt was years, you smiled up at him.

"We should have a baby," you giggled, and he couldn't help but smile. You pushed him over, forcing him to lay on his back as you peppered his face with kisses. One of his hands rested on the small of your back, the other gripping your upper thigh as you straddled him. As you kissed his cheek, a thought occurred to you, one that got you too curious to ignore. "How long have you been wanting this, anyway?"

He shrugged, sitting straight up and holding you in his lap. "Dunno," He mumbled. What a bad liar. You gave him that look, the one that meant he wasn't being slick, and he blushed red. "Shut up," he groaned, his hand rubbing up and down your sides mindlessly.

"I haven't said anything," you remarked, which caused his eyes to narrow a little. "Yeah you did, with that dumb face," he countered. "Listen, I promise that whatever it is, I won't judge!" You were begging at this point, and he found that adorable.

He thought about your words, his lips pressing together as he contemplated. finally, he sighed and turned away, muttering, "It's cause you were doin' the dishes..." The dishes? you always did the dishes. He could see your confusion on your face, so he was quick to explain.

"You just looked so damn cute, and it made me think about you... bein' my lil housewife..." he pressed his face into your neck, the last of his words being muffled. You knew he liked the domestic stuff, like when you cooked and cleaned, but you didn't know he liked it enough to put a baby in you. "But Kat, I'm basically already your housewife," you laughed, the heat of his face radiating against your skin.

"Well yeah, but not with kids." Don't get him wrong, he liked splitting the chores, and he was happy with you having your own job and money, but he also liked you doing household things. It wasn't about you doing the "womanly roles" either, and more about you just doing things at home. It was something he and only he got to see, something intimate, and he wanted more of it.

"I thought you said you didn't like kids," you pointed out, an amused tone in your voice. "It's different. Our kids will be the best kids." The idea made you a little giddy too, Katsuki playing with their kids, looking at them the way he looked at you, like they were the most important things in the whole wide world.

"Your offer still good," he asked, regaining his confidence as his voice lowered a little. "What offer," you asked as he pulled back from your neck and smirked mischievously at you. "To make 'em right now," he chuckled, watching as your eyes widened and your lips curved into a nervous smile. "what? Gotta get started as soon as possible, right?"

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Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it, I just love the domestic crap, I live for it lol.

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[sweetnsour1]

9:36:06

Fluff, Bakugou x fem reader

Part 6 of Broken Collection

Go to the beginning

Some days you wish you had a quirk that let you wander around blindfolded. There was always always always information to be processed, and your eyes didn’t know how to take a day off. They couldn’t help but dart around, catching movements in your peripherals…always always always waiting for something to go wrong. It was your job to make it right again as quickly as possible.

You tried to leave your lids closed a bit longer with every blink, attempting to ease some of the stinging fatigue. Someone nudged you back to the left, away from the street. You mumbled a thanks to the man behind you that was nearly buried in shopping bags that weren’t his.

“Let’s see. Did we need to pick up anything else?” The musicality of Mina’s tone died as she threw a sharper version of it towards the red head. “Like maybe a sofa or a fridge?”

You peeked behind you to see his eyes go wide for a moment before he accepted his fate. You kept the laughter from your voice, not wanting to encourage her.

“Mmm no. I think we’ve got enough sofas and fridges. Could use a new coffee maker though.”

“Not really the weight I was looking for, but sure.”

The sigh of relief from your human shopping cart didn’t go unnoticed. She huffed, before breaking into a smile and pausing at a window.

“Kiri, look at this.”

He was so pleased to be getting a more gentle tone, approaching her without any hesitation. You glanced at the Now Hiring sign she had motioned him towards, and then you realized which building this was. You winced as Kirishima unknowingly moved closer to the main office of one of the more aggressive tabloids in the city.

“What a perfect career change for you.” The words came out with a frightening gentleness that turned his face red.

“Miiiina, it was an accident.”

She skipped back over to you, hooking her arm in yours to drag you to another store. Only one of you looked to see if Kirishima had followed. You let your elbow slide into her ribs.

“Don’t you think you’re being a little hard on him?”

“Definitely not. Boundaries are important. And your dating life-“

“Or lack of,” you amended.

She rolled her eyes, ignoring your interruption. “-is not his to share.”

“I guess so.”

“It is so.” She winked at you before she raised her voice. “And when Red and I break up I expect the same courtesy.”

You winced at the sound of bags hitting the pavement, hoping it wasn’t any of the breakables.

“When???”

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[plusultrachaos]

you requested t4t kiribaku prompts!! consider: their first impression moving into an apartment together, or maybe when they both break into the top ten heroes. just something where they’re together and celebrating a Large Accomplishment together!!!

okay so. this went more in the direction of awards ceremony (us bc i. am ignorant and dont have time for research) and the t4t is more subtext/knowledge of my hcs lol

Eijirou has and always will be fond of reflection. He loves the art of looking back on who he was and who he has become. And it truly is an art. 

So when they got the news that Katsuki was the first of their UA class to break Top Ten—that was all it was. He made it to Tenth place in the popularity polls, followed very closely by Mido and Todo—it whirled Eijirou into thinking. Thinking about when they were both teenagers being introduced to the world. The differences between their public coming outs; the way the public responded to their relationship being public news (not to any of their former classmates). 

Katsuki had called him a "fucking sap"and tolf him to get over it, that hed break top 5 in the next year. And Eijirou believes him. He has full belief that his partner can and will break the top 5 soon enough. 

But hearing Katsuki’s name get called while they are seated in front of the stage, decked out in the suits that Bakugou Mitsuki designed for them. Having the startling realization that this man that Eijirou has loved and taken care of through all of his (and their) changes, that he has watched grow from an overtly angry teenager, is making a name for himself, is overwhelming. 

It boils up in him until he is literally dragging a shellshocked Katsuki out of his seat, grabbing his cheeks, kissing him in front of thousands of people and cameras, and shoving him out toward the stage. He knows the cameras focus on his wide, proud smile as Katsuki walks up, but he pays them no mind. 

He pays them no mind because his gaze is stuck on his brilliant partner and the image of their teenage versions—not just Katsuki’s, but all of the infamous Class A—appears on the screen behind Katsuki and the announcer.

"Fuck you, Ei, for that, first of all. Second, this is something everyone knew was happening for months so I want everybody to erase this sight," He gestures to his red face before glaring at the cameras, "from their memory forever. This has been the goal forever. For the entirety of my class at UA. And this is a warning to the old fucks in the top ten right now: Watch your goddamn backs, cause it isn't just me coming for your spot." 

Katsuki doesn't name names, he doesn't say anything further before he exits the stage and comes back to Eijirou’s side. 

"Quit your fucking crying, asshat." 

#boku no hero acedamia #bnha #kirishima eijiro #bakugo katuski #t4t #t4t kiribaku #but more just if you know my personal hcs #not explicit. #trans kirishima #trans bakugou #trans kiribaku #awards ceremony

[kimchikrust]

okay so i’m in my healing era but there’s a long way to go, so here’s a “little” bkg headcannon to motivate me.

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when you first met bakugou, you were in your second year

you were a big gymrat then (you still are) but you didn’t take care of yourself enough

you smoked weed and nic a lot and struggled to keep up in classes

you’d forget to take your medicine and neglected basic tasks as a result

while bakugou liked your dedication and discipline over your body, he couldn’t get past your negligence over your overall health so the pair of you drifted apart

(time skip a year and half because why not)

the first time bakugou sees you in over a year, you’re sitting at a table in the student union, studying and snacking on something in your lunch container

he thinks you look better, healthier – your hair is long and well-kept, your face is clear and glowing, and you’re dressed to impress

bakugou almost decides not to approach you because you look busy and it’s midterm season and he knows you struggle with focusing and he really does just want to see you succeed, but you notice his gaze with the weird 6th sense that you have and beckon him over with a wide smile

“how have you been?” what bakugou cherishes is that you don’t hold grudges, you can be mature and civil, even if you were bummed over losing touch with him

he tells you a few highlights of his past year, mostly about his successes in his growing career, but sharing a few personal stories of his friends that you remember

the whole time, you’re listening with your full attention; no glances towards your phone, or little nic breaks where the smoke would just end up flying in his face

“you look good” he tells you honestly, and you decide to be playful with him and accuse him of hitting on you shamelessly

to your surprise, he doesn’t blow up in denial, but it’s very clear he’s holding himself back, and ask if he’s interested in how you’re doing (because you’re well-aware bakugou is the type to not think of asking in return)

he doesn’t even respond verbally, just sends a jut of his chin as he watches you intently

you share that you didn’t quit on your own terms, but couldn’t afford to satisfy your bad habits, so eventually hopped on the wagon of sobriety

you started prioritizing healthier habits to maintain your mental health during your period of withdrawal, and bakugou would be lying if he said he wasn’t proud or impressed by your personal growth and self-awareness

suddenly, he asks if you’d like to get lunch sometime to catch up more because he has to run to class soon

“i pretty much live in the library right now because of midterms, or i’m working” your response is bashful, like you would really enjoy spending a lunch with him, but decided to choose yourself, and bakugou’s heart swells at your newfound independence

in the end, you agree to a study date at his suggestion of helping you with any of your studying or vice versa

bakugou leaves with his head down to hide the soft smile that revealed his excitement to learn more about this new version of you

you’re left smiling to yourself, proud to know that the little interaction wouldn’t be swimming in your head all dayn like it would have over a year before

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#college au #self insert #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katsuki x reader #bkg #bkg in college

[dascarecrow]

The Failed Raid - A Gentle Recovery VIII

Little Eri was of the opinion that this was a good day, despite the bad things that had happened. 

Her Papa had gotten hurt trying to stop a bunch of villains, which had left her fretting something fierce. But her and her Mama were doing their best to help him get better. It was nice spending time with him when he needed it. And she got to see her Nana and Aunt Mitsuki when they came to visit Papa. Now the rest of her aunts were here for Cookie Time! 

A one Aunt Mitsuki seemed to be having the best time, fussing over Eri by giving her a bite sized cookie each time she passed by. Something that was happening quite a bit considering the little unicorn was going around passing out cookies to everyone who had joined for Cookie Time today. Still something was bothersome in the fiery woman’s mind. 

“So did that brat of mine stop by already? I figured he’d be here after a loss like that.” Izuku was reluctant to answer, knowing that it was likely to end in trouble for Kacchan. Unfortunately Uraraka would take the decision out of his hands. “Haven’t seen him. He wasn’t even waiting around when Deku was allowed to have visitors.” 

The ash blonde woman’s eyes became sharper and her smile got just a bit more pointed. “I see.” And that would be the sound of impending doom for a certain explosive hero in training. “Well doesn’t that just figure. That brat walks away from a fight without a scratch while his best friend is laid up in recovery and he doesn’t even bother to stop in for a single hello. It makes me ashamed of him sometimes.” “Mitsuki!” “Don’t tell me I’m wrong Inko. That brat of mine skated off to who knows where without so much as a care. Meanwhile his own niece is fretting her little head off.” “I am?” Mitsuki looked at Eri with a kind smile. “Yes dear you are.” “Oh, I didn’t know that. I better start fretting properly. Worry, worry, worry. Worry, worry, worry.” Eri went about her worrying with a wide smile on her face as she fed more fruit to her Papa. 

Inko looked at her friend with disapproval. “Mitsuki...” “Well it’s decided then.” The blonde woman was heedless of her level headed friends concerns. “I’ll be right back.” She left the room, leaving the rest of its occupants wondering what she was up to. They wouldn’t wonder long for after a while they heard a familiar explosive voice approaching. “Dow, dow, dow, dow, dow...” And soon enough a one Katsuki Bakugou was brought in to the room, held up by the collar by his mother. After tracking down her wayward son she had seen fit to almost literally drag him to see his childhood friend, knocking his face against the wall repeatedly as she carried him along. 

Long used to his mother’s antics Bakugou simply stared at her with his version of disinterested calm. “What was that for you old bat?” “Sorry Katsuki I think I misheard you. It sounded like you were insulting your own mother, who had to drag you to see your injured friend. But there’s no way you’d be that ill mannered, now is there?” Mitsuki may have been smiling but everyone could tell she was on the verge of volcanically releasing her rage if her son acted up. 

“Drr!” Not willing to risk his mother’s wrath but equally unwilling to demonstrate any concern for Deku of all people, Bakgou chose what he felt was a good middle of the road approach. “So what if Deku’s laid up? I’m not the one who put him here!” “You sure as heck didn’t do anything to stop it!” “Since when is looking out for Deku my job?!” “Since he���s willing to put up with you for more than five seconds!” The volatile son and mother glared at each other until one of them was willing to concede to the other. And Bakugou was not the winner of that particular staring contest. 

“Tch. Whatever.” He looked away from his mother’s glare with attempted indifference and certainly not some level of fear. Nope, not even slightly afraid at all. With his attention no longer taken up by his mother’s threatening temper he saw Uraraka in her nurse uniform and made the only sensible comment he could. “What the heck are you dressed like that for?” “We’re being Papa’s nurses!” The ash blonde looked down and saw Eri, who was also dressed by like a nurse. Something seemed to be happening inside his mind but what was anyone’s guess. 

“Oh.” And that was his only response. He kept looking at Eri with an unreadable expression. “That’s... a good thing.” It was surprising that he was speaking at a normal volume level instead of shouting at max. “You’re a good girl for doing that.” Bakugou hesitantly put out his hand and slowly lowered it, eventually reaching Eri’s hat covered head and gently patting it. She looked at him in confusion, making Bakugou a slight bit self-conscious, then she smiled at him with closed eyes and a small giggle, eliciting a blush from the boy and making him look away. 

This did not go unnoticed by the rest of the room. As Uraraka would prove.  

“Oooooh. You’re just a big old softie deep down aren’t you Bakugou?” And to prove her complete lack of fear she started pulling on his cheek. “Yeah Katsuki. You talk all tough but you’re just a big marshmallow on inside.” And now his mother was tugging on his other cheek. And that was setting off his all too volatile temper. So he did the only thing he could think of. 

Blame Deku of course. 

“Dang it Deku, I’m gonna...” Bakugou’s threat died on his lips as he took in Izuku’s injured form. Now as bad tempered as he could be even Bakugou wasn’t low enough to try and attack someone who was so injured. Sadly this left him with no way to actually let loose the pressure valve on his temper. “Drrrrrrr! Gaaah! Would you let me go already?!” Uraraka and Mitsuki promptly ended their taunting but kept their teasing grins on. Soon enough Bakugou felt something tugging on his pants and saw that it was Eri, who held up a cookie for him to take. “It’s a cinnamon.” The explosive teen took the treat offered with an uncharacteristically mellow “thanks” and let himself be led over to a nearby chair, deciding that it wouldn’t kill him to keep slightly quiet for a day.  

#My Hero Academia #It Took A Village #The Failed Raid #A Gentle Recovery

[thiefoflight68]

18+ only!

I wrote this a while ago and noticed a lot of hits. Went back and read. Wow! Was really good. So enjoy a chapter from Open For Business

Chapter 10 - My Best Day

Izuku blinked his eyes. The room was dark.

'What time is it?'

He touched the phone sitting on the charger, the screen lit up showing the time, 8:30 am. Midoriya yawned and pulled the covers over his head.

"Too early," he muttered.

He felt warmth behind him, he turned his body, poking his head out from under the covers.

Kacchan lay sleeping next to him. The light from the phone lit up the soft features of the big blonde's face, now relaxed in sleep. Long lashes on slightly tanned skin. His skin was clear with not even a freckle on his face. His mouth looked so soft, his lips full.

'His mouth'

Izuku closed his eyes and pulled the comforter back over his head. He had asked him.

'He had really asked him!'

Izuku groaned softly.

He pulled the comforter down slowly to peek out again. This time red eyes were open.

"Oh, uh, good morning Kacchan"

A sleepy smile, "Good morning Nerd."

Katsuki dragged him closer for a kiss.

"How are you?"

Izuku cuddled against his body. "Tired."

"Mmm me too. Go back to sleep."

The sound of noise below in the street echoed up to the apartment. Katsuki blinked, opening his eyes. The sleeping nerd still tucked up against him under the comforter.

Reaching out he wrapped up the warm body in both arms leaning into green soft hair inhaling the citrusy scent. Deku, his fucking nerd. He chuckled, fucking hustling him last night and then asking for a blow job. Shaking his head he kissed the fragrant curls. This one is full of surprises.

And that fucking tattoo.

'Something really bad happened to me.'

A wave of nausea and fury rolled through his body. He closed his eyes trying to shake off visions of Deku being hurt. "Who did this to you nerd?" he whispered. He hoped the greenette would be able to tell him what happened at some point.

'Time and patience.'

Not his strong points, he sighed. This one was worth it though.

Another bang below as a garbage truck continued working down the street. He stretched, grabbed his phone hitting the screen. It was almost 10. He stood and opened the curtains letting in the morning light. A sleepy growl emitted from the bed and Deku buried deeper under the covers.

Bakugou laughed and went to clean up and start the coffee machine. He sat down at the table and connected his phone to the nerd's speakers and started his playlist. The music filled the room.

Bakugou sat down at the table crossing his legs, he leaned back. Sunshine streamed through the windows of the apartment and the smell of coffee perfumed the air. A sense of contentment washed over him that he had never felt in his life, it felt almost perfect.

A sound in the bathroom, he looked up to see the green haired nerd standing in sweats and a T-shirt, yawning.

He walked to Katsuki and sat in his lap.

"Kacchan?"

'Okay now, now the moment is perfect'

"Did you make coffee?"

"Yeah, it will be ready in a moment."

Izuku leaned into the warm blonde. They sat letting the music fill the morning with its soft melody.

"I have never heard this version before. I really like it."

"Me too" Kacchan lifted the nerd's chin with his finger and settled in for a kiss. Tenderly they explored each other.

The coffee pot sputtered the last of the hot liquid from the tank.

Bakugo pushed the green curls from Deku's forehead. "I have the day free and I thought I would take you somewhere."

Izuku smiled, "That would be nice." he yawned again. "Where would we go?"

Bakugou thought for a moment, his hand absent mindedly thumbing Deku's lips.

"There is a cool little place by a seaside town not far from here. Best fucking fresh fish in the world. More of a shack, but we could go there. We could take my bike."

"Bike? You have a motorcycle?" Those eyes grew wide with wonder.

"I do, been riding for a long time but I bought this one right after high school. Used it at the university to get around. Have you ever ridden on a motorcycle?"

Green curls shook, "No, but I have always wanted to."

Bakugou smiled and slapped the nerd's butt playfully. "Then I guess we better get going."

An hour later, Izuku heard Kacchan on his bike below. He ran to the door, butterflies radiating through his stomach. He leaned over the balcony railing grinning widely.

Below Kacchan sat on a large black bike with orange flames on the tank and along the back of the seat. He had on a black beanie covering blonde spikes, an orange explosion embroidered on the front. A red and black leather jacket thrown over a fitted black T-shirt, blue jeans that were tucked into black leather boots. He was holding his helmet under his arm adjusting black leather fingerless gloves.

Izuku felt his entire body react to the sight below. Desire whipped up through his body just looking at Kacchan on the bike,

'Is this man really mine?'

He bit his lip. He knew they had not said anything about a relationship or being exclusive, but Midoriya decided for the moment, he would believe that Kacchan was his only.

Katsuki looked up seeing the greenette leaning on the railing staring openly at him. A smirk, he opened his arms. "Like what you see?" He turned and looked behind him, "even better back here." He laughed, remembering the day they had met.

"I don't know, I might have to see everything again to decide." Midoriya called back down playfully. He trotted down the stairs.

Bakugou appreciated the nerd as he bounced down the stairs. He had on a simple white shirt, covered in a black leather jacket, gray jeans pulled over black army boots. His green eyes taking in the bike.

"Your bike is really beautiful, Kacchan." He touched the glossy tank.

"Pretty sexy." Katsuki raised his brows. He could read the nerd's thoughts based on the soft blush on his cheeks.

"Yeah" Izuku blushed deeper. "You really are." He stopped in front of Katsuki and leaned in for a kiss. Katsuki brought up his gloved hand and dug into the green curls, deepening the kiss.

The screen door banged as someone stepped out of the kitchen.

"Hey guys."

Katsuki ignored the voice. Midoriya tried to pull back but Kacchan's hand kept him firmly engaged in the kiss.

"Kacchan" he giggled.

Bakugou sighed and let go. Izuku turned to see Denki throwing full bags into the dumpster.

"Hey Denki, good to see you."

"You heading out somewhere?"

"We are going down to the seashore."

"Have fun, see you later boss." Denki went back into the kitchen banging the screen door behind him.

Katsuki pinched the bridge of his nose. "Oi he is going to break the fucking screen door."

He turned and grabbed the extra helmet from the seat "You have your phone with you?"

Izuku pulled it out of his pocket.

"This has a bluetooth connection, so you can listen to music if you want while we ride. We can also talk, if you hit this button here."

"You sit behind me here." He patted the seat behind him. "Put your feet on these pegs here. Be sure to stay close to me and not just because you want to press against me." He smirked cockily. "You want to try to match my body language, if you feel me move try to move in sync with me. Lastly, hold me really tight."

Midoriya smiled, "that part is the easiest."

Katsuki waited as Deku connected his phone. Pulling the black helmet over green curls he fitted it snugly.

Katsuki put on his helmet and hit the microphone, "can you hear me?" The helmet nodded. Katsuki laughed. "Okay get on."

Midoriya swung his leg over the bike. He felt a thrill as his legs straddled the seat, he pulled in tight against Kacchan, the smell of oil and leather filled his senses. He wrapped his arms around the trim blonde's waist.

The motorcycle roared to life and the soft vibrations climbed up through Izuku's body. Bakugou took off the brake, maneuvered the bike to the street and turned towards the highway. Fifteen minutes later they were roaring down the open road.

"How you doing nerd?"

"Really good."

Katsuki gave him a thumbs up and picked up speed. The bike responded and Midoriya held tighter. His playlist poured music into his helmet.

He loved the feel of Kacchan in his arms, the power of the bike beneath his legs, even the vibrations made him feel alive. He focused on the sensations running through his body, his legs pressed against muscled thighs. His heart began to pound. Thoughts of the night before flooded his mind and Izuku could feel himself getting hard.

He froze. He knew he couldn't wiggle or move, Kacchan had told him to stay still.

'Could Kacchan feel it?'

He closed his eyes trying to think mundane thoughts.

"Nerd?" Katuski's voice popped in his head.

Izuku groaned. He pushed the button.

"Sorry Kacchan."

He could hear him laugh. "It's okay Deku, it happens, this thing is like an aphrodisiac and add you clinging on behind me, I'm surprised I'm not there with you. In fact, push up closer, I want to feel you."

That did not help. Izuku rolled his eyes. But he did as Kacchan asked and snuggled closer, opening his legs wider so he could press up behind him.

"Fucking sexy as shit Deku."

They rode for another thirty minutes, Izuku could smell the change in the air, it smelled of salt and fish. He looked ahead as they came up over the rise, the sea was spread out below them. He squeezed Kacchan.

"It's beautiful," he whispered over the radio.

They pulled into a small fishing town. Bakugou wound through the town on a small road. Izuku noticed that the town was quiet, there were no tourists. The road began to climb up away from the town, they sped along turns that hugged the cliffs. At a small road ahead, Bakugou turned and slowly followed a now dirt road until it dead ended.

Katsuki killed the motor. The sensations in Midoriya's body went quiet as the vibrations stopped. Pulling himself off the bike, he removed his helmet.

They were in a small dirt clearing. Sharp cliffs plunged at least a hundred feet to the waves crashing below. Midoriya looked out over the sea, the fresh wind tossing his green curls. Seagulls coasting on the currents staggered as the wind tossed their floating bodies.

Izuku had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. He laughed out loud, amazed how small his voice sounded in the face of the battering wind. He turned back to look at Kacchan still sitting on the bike, red eyes sparked with desire. Like a magnet Izuku felt his body being pulled back to him.

Katsuki grabbed his wrist and patted the seat in front of him. Midoriya felt the anticipation tingle in his stomach. He straddled the bike facing Kacchan who lifted him onto his lap.

Kacchan's mouth came down onto his. Tongues intertwined, Izuku's heart leapt at the intensity. The rush he had felt on the bike earlier crashed through him and he wrapped his arms around the blond's neck pushing himself higher. Looking down into those searing eyes, his whole body pulsed as he lost himself in the kiss. They finally pulled away, panting. Midoriya kissed Kacchan from mouth to jawline, slowly working his way down to the collar of his leather jacket. His stomach growled. Izuku pulled away blushing, clutching at the angry noises.

Katsuki shook his head, "Your stomach tends to get in my way a lot like those fucking extras."

He looked up at jade pools staring down at him. "Don't fucking blame me if you starve someday when I finally fucking ignore that grumble."

One last long kiss and they headed back down the hill to the small town.

The restaurant was actually a small camping trailer that had been converted into a kitchen. A large canvas awning stretched under the tree that gave the area shade. Strings of light swayed in the breeze. The trailer had the best view in town. It sat at the top of a small rise covered in soft green grass. At the bottom of the hill they could see the shore being buffeted by waves that sprayed and twisted in the wind.

They had ordered almost everything on the menu and as Katsuki had promised, the fish was fresh. The proprietor, an elderly woman, proceeded to stack their plates with more food than either could eat and after eating their fill they wandered down to the rocky shore.

Midoriya ripped off his army boots, rolled up his pants and ran down to the water busy looking for shells. Katsuki already held a few pieces of sea glass rescued from the water by the greenette.

He came running back, a wide grin, holding up a cone shaped shell.

"Look a Junonia!" He stopped in front of Kutsuki and opened his hand, he rolled the shell gently in his palm.

Katsuki studied the creamy white shell marked with brown dots. It was slightly bigger than Deku's hand.

"It is really rare to find one intact like this. These guys live super deep in the ocean, so the only time they get to the shore is from a storm and the shells almost always break."

Izuku held up the shell gently. "It's odd to find it here, they usually wash up on the Eastern Coast or the Gulf."

Katsuki watched green eyes light up with curiosity.

"I wonder if a big storm hit there and this guy got dragged west until the Kuroshio Current grabbed him? I didn't hear of any big storms there, maybe a smaller hurricane?"

Katsuki laughed while listening to the nerd mumbling about the shell.

"Why do you know so much about that shell?" he interrupted the nerd's muttering.

"Oh, I was really into Mythology when I was young. The Junonia is named after the Roman goddess Juno, she ruled as the Queen of the Gods. She was considered a protector of all women and no one dared cross her."

"One bad ass bitch?"

"Oh yeah." Izuku smiled. "The shells are so rare to find that it is considered a blessing to find one."

"Are you going to keep it?" Deku had already told him they could only keep the sea glass since shells belonged on the beach.

He could see the wheels turning under wind whipped green curls.

"I guess I can make one exception." Izuku searched inside the shell, "I checked and no one is home, so it is empty. Plus," He smiled shyly at Kacchan "I think I'd like it as a way to remember today." a light blush on his freckled cheeks. "I need to wrap it up though so it doesn't break."

Kacchan tugged the black beanie off his head and taking the shell he carefully wrapped it into the soft material.

Midoriya burst out in laughter, "Kacchan! Your perfect spikes." He reached up trying to revive the now flat blonde hair. Katsuki bent down letting the greenette fix his hair.

"There."

Katsuki wrapped an arm around his waist and kissed soft lips, "thank you Deku."

They climbed the grassy knoll back towards the restaurant and Midoriya flopped on the grass, closing his eyes letting the afternoon sun soak into his face. He felt Kacchan lay down next to him, his body pressed firmly to his side. An arm wrapped around his waist.

Izuku opened his eyes, Kacchan was leaning on his elbow looking at him.

Midoriya smiled, reached up and traced those full lips. Katsuki caught his finger into his mouth and sucked on the tip. Shock waves set off in his body, his need for this blonde was almost overwhelming.

"Kacchan" he whispered.

Lips found lips as they kissed, their tongues knew each other now and how to draw out the pleasure found in exploring.

The large hand around Izuku's waist moved up slowly, feeling the warm skin under the thin shirt. Bakugou covered part of the greenettes body with his own, keeping most of his weight on his elbow and side. He pushed his leg in between the nerd's legs. Deku turned slightly, wrapping his own leg over Kacchan's body. The kiss continued as Katusuki playfully tugged at the nerd's lips, sucking his tongue. His hand resting on green hair, thumb on cheek.

They stopped ,breathing heavily, red eyes staring into green. Finally Bakugou broke the connection and looked up across the small town. He could see storm clouds gathering on the other side of the mountain.

Katsuki clicked his tongue "I think that's our signal to get going." he pointed to the skyline.

Midoriya sat up, his mouth pulled into a pout.

They pulled on their gear and walked back to the small fish shack. Bakugou fired up the motorcycle as Midoriya climbed on the back. He wrapped his arms around Kacchan and settled in close to his body, feeling the soothing vibrations. The ride back was quiet and as they pulled up to Kacchan's building the first large drops of rain began to fall. Bakugou maneuvered the bike down into the underground parking structure.

"Thanks Kacchan, I had a really good day." Izuku pulled the helmet off. He looked bleakly out at the rain starting to come down. "I better get going before it starts to really come down."

"Where are you going?" Katsuki caught the greenette by his arm. "This day isn't over nerd, I still have more plans."

"You do?" Izuku's face lit up.

Katsuki smirked, pulling him gently into his body, "You bet I do."

Midoriya buried his face into the leather jacket, his heart hammering happily.

By the time they reached the apartment the rain was coming down hard, thick sheets now filling the street with water.

"Jump in the shower, I will find some clothes for you and get dinner started." Katsuki pushed the nerd towards the bathroom.

Bakugou dug out some smaller sweats and a hoodie for Deku and laid it by the door of the bathroom. Walking into the kitchen he began preparing the new menu item.

Deku came out trying to tighten the sweats, the hoodie engulfing his frame. Katsuki started the rice cooker and headed into the shower himself. "Make yourself comfortable, oh, I rented a few movies, choose one for us to watch."

Midoriya sat and looked at the movies. The first was a scary movie, "pass" Izuku muttered, next a crime drama, "nah". He looked at that last one, it was the latest All Might movie. He grabbed the movie and popped open the case.

"Perfect!"

Katsuki emerged from the bathroom dressed in low hung black sweats and a snug T-Shirt, a towel draped over his head.

"Kacchan, how did you know I liked All Might?" Izuku waved the DVD. "I really wanted to see this movie but I didn't want to go by myself."

Kattsuki smiled at the green eyes lit with excitement. "The last time you slept here I noticed your All Might shirt. I was worried you might have already seen the movie" He toweled his hair as he walked to the kitchen to check on dinner.

Izuku followed him into the kitchen, peering at the dish he was assembling.

"What did you make?"

"I'm trying out a new menu item."

He put two bowls of Katsudon onto the counter.

"You made this, you really did?" Izuku looked at the perfectly prepared dish.

"I did and if the Katsudon expert tells me it is worthy, I will put it on my menu." He handed Deku a bowl.

"You have to put this on your menu Kacchan, it is seriously the best Katsudon that I have eaten." Izuku ate the last piece of crispy pork in his bowl.

"Okay, I will show Denki how to make it next week and we will get it on the menu. Can I call it Deku's Katsudon?" Katsuki ruffled still wet hair.

Izuku felt his cheeks heat up, "I think just Katsudon is fine."

Katsuki laughed, he loved teasing the nerd.

"Let's clean up and then we can start the movie."

Katsuki found watching Deku was much more interesting than watching the movie. He had clearly looked up every detail about the movie and would enlighten him about different interesting facts. The blonde shook his head, he wondered if the nerd had even watched the movie.

As the credits rolled Izuku yawned loudly. Katsuki snapped off the T.V., he put his arms around the sleepy greenette snuggling him against his chest. "It's time for us to move to my bed." he whispered into the nerd's ear.

Chills washed over Izuku as Kacchan's warm breath tickled his ear.

"I'm not sleeping in the extra bedroom?" Izuku asked shyly.

Katsuki looked down in those luminescent jade eyes, "Do you want to sleep there?"

Deku reached up and put his arm around the strong neck. He kissed the faint stubble on the sharp jawline.

"No"

Katsuki lifted the greenette into his arms and walked to his room. He reached over and pulled back the thick black comforter. "Which side do you like?"

Midoriya looked up at the window. "Away from morning light."

Katsuki laughed, he lowered Deku slowly down his body not breaking contact, he felt the firm muscles rubbing against his own chest and legs. He climbed into the bed and pulled the nerd to him. He kissed the damp curls, leaving a trail of kisses he ended at the greenette's mouth. He licked softly, gently sucking on those tender lips.

Izuku latched his fingers onto the hem of the blonde's T-shirt and tugged, looking up questioningly into those amazing red eyes.

Katsuki nodded as he pulled his shirt over blonde spikes. Izuku melted as he stared at the beautiful body he had held for so long today on the ride. His hands and mouth explored the hard sculpted chest, smooth and firm, he kissed the pecs gently letting desire drive him. His mouth nibbled finding one small nipple, then teeth bit gently.

"Ah, Nerd" Kacchan gasped roughly.

His hands continued their exploration sliding over the well-grooved abs, he sucked hard on the nipple in his mouth finally releasing as he followed his hands down Kacchan's body with well placed kisses and licks. Finally he traced his tongue into the valley of one cut line and then the next. Stopping where they disappeared into the low hung sweats, he ran his finger along the edge of the waistband. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the erection now visible through Kacchan's pant, his breath shallow.

Bakugou grunted in pleasure as hands and mouth made his skin come alive. He grabbed Deku's face and brought him back up to him. He kissed the nerd, pushing deeper, seeking with his tongue. He ran his hand up the nerd's flat stomach and pushed the fabric of the hoodie away from toned abs and chest. He flipped their bodies, trapping the nerd under him and quickly straddling him, he continued to push the hoodie off over green curls.

"You look like a leopard, look at all these spots" he had wanted to mark his entire body last night.

"Kacchan!" Izuku giggled as he playfully slapped his hands away. "It's your fault!"

Katsuki caught both wrists in his hand and lifted them above Deku's head. Keeping them trapped, he used his mouth to attack the flesh along the delicate collar bone. He was rewarded by a sharp intake of breath and a low moan.

Teeth continued nipping, he licked the tender flesh, sucking as he left more small marks working his way slowly across the greenette's chest.

Izuku bucked trying to break his hands free, but Kacchan strengthened the grip.

He increased the intensity of his biting as he worked his way down to one nipple, now hard and swollen as he licked and sucked.

"Kacchan, I - I want to touch you." Deku wriggled to free himself.

Katsuki pushed his weight down, trapping the writhing body further under him. His free hand ran up Deku's chest finding the other soft pink nipple and rubbed until he could feel the nipple grow hard. Under his body he could feel the nerd's matching erection under the oversized sweats.

"There you are." he growled. He had been thinking of this moment since he had felt his nerd hard against his back on the motorcycle today.

Izuku bucked against Kacchan's body, twisting and pulling his arms harder.

"Where you going Deku?"

"I -I really, I want to touch you, so badly." Izuku's voice begged.

"I know you do, but" he kissed him softly on the mouth. "I want to do something that requires no hands."

"No hands?" Izuku squeaked.

"I don't think you will be able to control yourself," Katsuki chuckled.

"Kacchan, what, what are you going to do?" Izuku's voice was thick with desire.

'Well first, I am just going to continue to kiss you"

His kiss was demanding this time, tongue plunging, deeper and deeper. Izuku tried to catch his breath but Kacchan demanded more, pushing him harder.

He pushed his leg between Deku's legs and settled himself directly above him. Green eyes wide as Bakugou began to thrust. The movement causing fabric to rub against hard flesh.

Izuku gasped and his hands jerked in response.

"See," Bakugou broke the kiss and clicked his tongue "I didn't think you could control yourself".

He gently kissed the small curled ear. His tongue, hot and wet, tracing the sweet folds. He continued his deep long thrusts with his hips.

"No hands Deku." he purred into the sensitive ear sending ripples of pure bliss down Midoriya's body.

"But Kacchan" Izuku's voice cut off as he was caught in another hungry kiss. Katsuki slid his free hand down, working the nerd out of his remaining clothes. With a few quick movements he removed his own.

Panting, Katsuki stared down into green eyes dark with desire. "You okay?" he asked gently.

Deku nodded, "I am."

"Talk to me nerd, let me know what you like or don't like, okay?"

Izuku swallowed hard trying to breathe, trying to keep his mind from going out of control.

"I-I think I like everything"

Katsuki laughed harshly. "That's really good, really good Babe."

As Kacchan thrust again Izuku felt his whole body quiver like electricity running along the surface of his skin.

'K-Kacchan, oh God, please." His voice cracked and pleading.

Katsuki kept his movements slow and deliberate drawing out the pleasure with each sweet thrust. He watched the nerd buck and pull, trying to find his release. He kept those hands firmly above his head and brought his mouth back to those sweet, now swollen lips and captured them in another intense kiss.

Katsuki could feel the pressure building in his own body.

"Deku" he gasped.

"Wrap your legs around me Babe" Katsuki's voice cracked with urgency.

Izuku nodded and wrapped his legs around the firm waist. Kacchan continued his gentle but firm assault. The touch was light, almost fleeting but with every hip thrust that slid flesh against flesh, Izuku was wracked with pleasure.

"Ah, ah, that feels good, Kacchan, my hands, please." Izuku begged again.

"What are you going to do with them?"

Midoriya looked into the burning red eyes sparking orange. "I want to touch you, touch your back, I want to wrap myself around you completely."

"Deku" Bakugou let go.

The now free arms wrapped around him, nails digging into his back. The nerd clung to him desperately, like the world was suddenly spinning away and Katsuki was the anchor holding him in place. One of the nerd's hands slid into blonde spikes and dragged Katsuki down into another kiss. It was sloppy, frantic.

Muscles rippled down the nerd's body and Kacchan sensed he was close. Breaking from the kiss, fiery eyes found deep green as he reached down and firmly clasped both of them in one hand moving his thick rough hands.

Katsuki felt the pressure in his body breaking apart.

"Deku, fuck, come with me babe."

Izuku cried out as both were ripped by their sudden release.

Katsuk stayed on his elbow, sucking in breath, intense shockwaves of pleasure continued to burn through his body, greenette below him, his eyes languid, arms around his neck. The blonde brought his head back down and dragged the tip of his tongue along the soft lower lip. He kissed gently, feeling the nerd's lips responding in kind.

"Kacchan."

Katsuki sank down onto the bed, keeping the greenette partially trapped under his body. He rubbed those lips with his rough thumb.

Deku looked at those amazing eyes expectantly.

"What is it babe?"

Izuku just pulled Kacchan to the pillow and kissed him.

Katsuki smiled, "I think we could both use a shower, how about we continue this kiss there?"

The kiss lasted much much longer as they slowly explored each other bodies, tenderly cleaning their now sensitive skin. They took their time drying each other. Katsuki pulled out the hair dryer and began drying wet curls.

Izuku's body was so relaxed as the hot air blew through his hair and over his body. He felt like jello, he had to concentrate to stay upright as the blonde's big hands massaged his head. He drooped.

Katsuki put the dryer away and dragged Deku into bed, spooning him, the nerd's body relaxed in his arms. Intense emotions racked Katsuki as he kissed the back of the greenette's neck. This day had been perfect.

"My best day." Izuku said quietly, as if reading his mind.

"What?"

"My second year in high school. I had to write a paper. My best day."

"Yeah, what did you write about?" Katsuki kept kissing the skin that now smelled like his own soap.

Izuku turned in the bed so he was now looking at Kacchan's beautiful face. He stared into now soft crimson eyes, His own green eyes were glassy with tears as memories flooded his mind.

"It was just a stupid paper, but I couldn't think of anything, seriously you know, not one day, so I wrote about some silly day with my mom, just needed to turn something in at that point." a tear slid sideways burying itself into the green hair.

Katsuki reached out and wiped his cheek, letting the nerd talk. "That sounds nice."

Izuku nodded, 'It was" his voice cracked with emotion, more tears spilled.

"But?"

Izuku laughed, wiping tears, "I don't know why I am crying, it wasn't a big deal. I don't even know why I thought of this now. I mean it was years ago."

Katsuki quietly wiped the tears watching the greenette struggle against emotions battling inside of him.

"And?"

The nerd took a shaky breath. "I never got called on to read anything, part of the new kid that didn't 'fit in' image. But that day, that day, the teacher called out my name" Izuku closed his eyes against the memories, more tears spilling.

Standing in the classroom, all the eyes on him, panic swelling in his chest. His throat dry, his heart pounding so hard he knew everyone could hear. The blackness was starting to appear in his vision.

Twittering from the class as he clenched his paper silently.

'No, God please no'

He had begun to read, robotically, trying to keep the blackness from invading further. The words tumbled and as he read he became aware of giggling, a little at first, then more.

Comments broke out next, "his mom?" "how stupid" "What a baby"

Soon the entire class was laughing, the teacher tried to get everyone to be quiet, but it was too late. Midoriya stopped, he sat. Even the teacher did not ask him to continue.

"I wish I could go back and write that paper again." Izuku murmured

"What would you write about this time Babe?"

Izuku looked up into those gorgeous red eyes, the sweet nickname filling him with something new.

"I would write about this day." he smiled coyly "starting at midnight when I hustled my boyfriend." his voice trailed off, his hand moved reflexively to his mouth, as if trying to grab the word that had escaped.

Katsuki pulled the hand away and kissed him "I guess then you would write how your boyfriend made good on that bet." the blonde cocked a brow.

"As if" Midoriya giggled, his heart fluttering.

'Boyfriend'

"I would write about you in your leather gear, holding on as we rode on the bike."

"And of course that you got a hard on."

"Kacchan! You're not helping." Izuku hiccuped.

He fell silent.

"Better?" Katsuki kissed a soft wet cheek.

Green curls just nodded as he let out a long sigh.

"Much better thank you Kacchan."

"So how do you end your best day?" Katuski asked quietly.

"With you Kacchan"

#bakudekuwriter #bakudeku smut #mha fanfiction #modern au #bakudeu #bakugo katuski #izuku midoriya #ao3 link #frotting #lots of sweetness #sad memories

[izusun]

me: wdym? i’m not in love with midoriya psshhhhh

also me:

#*taps mic* NO ONE IS MORE IN LOVE WITH MIDORIYA THAN BAKUGOU KATSUKI. thank you #lets see how much i can fit in the tags bc brainworm yk #bakugou’s feelings for midoriya have always been complex; they were not clear cut anger or annoyance or jealousy or antagonistic #they were more muddled with something that he needs to come to terms w himself first before fixing shit w midori #so as bkdk grow older the brewing ‘anger’ or ‘annoyance’ that he has for midoriya also develops #it’s no longer about being looked down upon but it’s now about midoriya springing forward to catch up to him #something in bakugou itches because of that #he wants to prod and fight midoriya but it’s no longer about pushing him away #it’s all of a sudden about fighting midoriya to see if he is actually worthy to stand beside bakugou #bakugou wants the best; be it in academics or in hero training #so he’s fighting because he wants midoriya to be at his best to prove that he is worthy being beside bakugou #and as these feelings grow and are fostered #it’s simply about time that bakugou also grows to love midoriya #it hits him one day when they were sparring and midoriya almost managed to knock him off his feet before bakugou pivoted and dodged #bakugou looks at midoriya who was panting and sweating on the mats #but smiling so so wide and bakugou looks at him (looks at this version of midoriya) and thinks #’’he’s enough’’ #midoriya’s efforts are enough to be with bakugou. midoriya fought to prove that he is capable enough to be with bakugou #and bakugou? he sees that and boom he’s in love #their love story began when they were kids but now it’s finally picking up its pace #because now that bakugou realizes that he would never have anyone else but midoriya beside him. he starts fighting for midoriya too #bakudeku #bkdk #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #bnha #mha

[oh-katsuki]

Golden Boy (Izuku x Reader)

Masterlist 

Pairing: Izuku x Reader

Summary: Izuku was a nice boy, except when it came to you. Yup, UA’s golden boy really knew how to treat a slut like you. 

Content Warnings: Dubcon, slight noncon, dacryphilia, size kink, face fucking, overstimulation, creampie, degradation, humiliation, spit kink, choking, finger choking, pet names, ooc izuku

Word Count: 5.6k 

A/N: I got SCARY h-word over this man and decided that I literally wanted him to hurt me and spit in my mouth. He’s too nice to not be a fucking freak, goodbye. 

Anyway, thank you to @eremiie , @mikaberries , and @veroyktv for beta-reading this!! I appreciate y’all !

Izuku tormented you all through high school. It was almost shameful to admit the way that his gentle teases melted into something far more sinister as the weeks bled into months and years. What started as subtle comments turned into  outright taunts and then the contactless threats no longer remained empty. 

No one believed you. And who would? 

Izuku was a model student and a good friend, someone with a kind disposition who wanted nothing more than to become the greatest hero. What reason could he possibly have to bully you? You’d never done anything to him. 

But he did. For three years he mercilessly taunted you and it only got worse your final year. 

Izuku would pinch at your thighs, sneering at you in the hallways when no one was looking. He’d snake his hand up your skirt and squeeze the supple flesh hard enough to leave bruises that eventually littered the entire inside of your thigh. They looked incredibly vulgar and Izuku would torment you about it endlessly, despite knowing that he’s the one who left them. 

He’d crowd you against the lockers after most people had gone home, knowing you’d be there late after your tutoring sessions. 

“Tsk. Quite some marks you’ve got there.” He’d say, stepping up to you, his broad shoulders squared, a half smile creeping onto his face as his eyes studied the inside of your thighs. The marks littered the otherwise smooth skin, visible when looking at you from the front. 

“You get them from slutting yourself out?” Izuku would ask, stepping toward you again. “Y’look like a bit of a whore, don’t you?” 

He’d lean in close to your ear, venom seeping into each of his words as he cornered you. His hand crept up your skirt, eyes trained on yours which widened with fear as he pinched down, relishing in the yelp of pain that escaped you.

You wondered how someone like Izuku could make you feel so small and so insignificant.You couldn’t even bat his hand away as he made a fool of you, pinching at the inside of your leg with thick, calloused, and scarred fingers. It didn’t matter how tall or strong you were because it always seemed that Izuku was bigger, domineering in attitude and words. He really did know how to reduce you to a helpless thing. 

It seemed Izuku was growing more desperate by the day as graduation gradually crept closer. It was like he made less of an effort to hide it, blowing into your ear and whispering vile shit to you while in class, things that would make anyone squirm in their seat. He’d start bumping into you, singling you out, making an effort to get you noticed by his friends so he could have you as a little plaything whenever they hung out. 

And you let him. You let him make a toy out of you, tagging along with Iida, Uraraka, and Asui on Saturday outings, letting Izuku pinch and prod at you from across a restaurant table.

The truth was, Izuku Midoriya fucking terrified you. 

So you couldn’t say no to him. To everyone else you looked like nothing more or less than one of his many admirable friends. Promising quirk and a promising future, what a match for UA’s golden boy. 

You were at your wits end and by the time graduation rolled around. No one listened to you. Hell, people often brushed off Izuku’s very genuine threats as classic childhood teasing. “You’re such a good sport!” they’d say as Izuku patted your back, laughing an all too cheery “just kidding!”

How were you supposed to focus on graduation day, all dolled up in your cap and gown, unwilling to admit to yourself that maybe it was for him? Still, you found yourself automatically flinching whenever Izuku came around, eyes following him across the lawn as he ignored you in favor of photos. Izuku had a promising job offer waiting for him, and his many awards won during the ceremony earned him several congratulatory handshakes as well as pictures for the school’s newsletter. 

Still, he’d catch your eye when smiling for the camera, an all to familiar glint in them. His smile made you sick to your stomach, made it churn in the worst of ways. It was doing back flips as he stalked across the lawn towards you until his sturdy frame was against yours. He leaned down, lips brushing beside your ear to whisper one final taunt. 

“It’s a shame you’re not wearing that little skirt of yours,” Izuku breathed, eyes flitting over the cap and gown. “Would have liked to pinch those skank thighs of yours one last time. S’what you deserve.”  

And then he stood there, watching the way tears began to crowd your waterline, threatening to spill over as three years of tormentation came to what felt like an underwhelming head. Izuku tilted his head, watching the way water stained your made-up cheeks, before taking his thumb and wiping the tears from your eyes. 

“Don’t cry, doll.” He taunted, voice far too sweet for the words that fell from his lips. “I’m not near done with you yet.” 

Why was his tone so comforting? So confusing that you weren’t sure if it was dread or relief that filled your senses, ears suddenly feeling clogged with water. Your eyes darted from his to anyone on the lawn who could see you, who might be watching as Izuku pushed you to tears with only a few words, until you caught Bakugou’s gaze. 

Ah, Bakugou Katsuki, someone who’s done to Izuku what he does to you. It’s a bit of a fucked up little triangle because while Izuku was bullied by him and you are bullied by Izuku, you couldn’t help but hope that Bakugou would be the one taunting you, the one pinching your thighs. At least that’s what you told yourself. Maybe he’d help you, after all, he was probably the only person who’d believe you in the first place. 

So once Izuku had wiped your tears with a condescending thumb and left to go partake of other party activities, you pulled Katsuki aside by the shoulder, fingers digging into the meat of his bicep. 

“What in th- you?! The fuck are you doing?” Bakugou asked, eyebrows furrowed in the permanent scowl that he wore so frequently. 

“Sh, look please just, hear me out.” You spoke, voice hushed as your eyes shifted around. You had the feeling that if Izu saw you with him, you’d be in for it. “I just- I really need help.” 

Bakugou was about to scoff, was about to roll his eyes and walk away until he saw the redness under your eyes that the makeup couldn’t hide. The way you sniffled slightly as you asked and the way you looked to the floor. He’d never seen you like this, almost broken. It was something he’d seen often in Izuku, but something about seeing you like this made him ache. 

“What?” He responded, trying not to seem too invested. 

“It’s Midoriya.” Your voice grew quiet, almost in shame as you spoke the formal version of his name. 

“And?” Bakugou was impatient. He cared about you but not enough to sit here for five minutes while you stuttered. “Spit it out.” 

“He- he won’t leave me alone.” The words tumble from your lips so fast and before you know it, your hands are balled into fists on his chest, the material of his gown scrunched inside them in a plea. “He’s a nightmare, he pinches me and says the most awful shit to me. I- I mean, the inside of my legs and thighs are littered with bruises and n-no one believes me.” 

“Midoriya? As in, ‘shitty deku’ Midoriya?” Bakugou takes a step back in slight shock. 

“Yes!” You shout, far louder than you intended, pulling him closer slightly as you hush your tone in a whisper. “What the fuck am I supposed to do?” 

He nudged you off of him, brushing off his gown. Bakugou would be lying if he said it didn’t make his blood boil. Sure, him and Midoriya had buried the hatchet a long time ago but he still wanted dirt on the guy, plus he thought it was a coward move for him to bully someone as pretty as you. Though after seeing the way your eyes get wide in fear, he can’t say that it wasn’t incredibly tempting. There was something enticing about how you looked when you begged, no doubt Izuku saw it too. 

“You’re too sensitive.” He scoffed, meeting you gaze and watching the way your expression fell. “What you do is graduate and forget about that shitty extra. There’s really nothing else to it.”

You reached for him again out of habit this time, like if he turned around now you’d really be thrown to the wolves. 

“N-no, Bakugou, please.” You plead again, tears once again gathering in the corners of your eyes. “I-I can’t. I just need help.” 

Oh, he gets it now. 

He sees what makes you so appealing, what makes it so easy to walk all over you. You looked pretty when you cried. So he leaned in, his scowl turning into a smirk before speaking again. 

“No.” Bakugou’s smirk turned into an outright grin, eyes crinkling at the corners before he stood back up. “I graduated. Shitty Deku is your problem, not mine. Deal with it yourself. Just stop talking to him or whatever.” 

And with a wave of his hand he was off, walking towards his group of friends. Well, there goes your life line, the one person who actually believed that Izuku was tormenting you wouldn’t even lend you a helping hand. You supposed it was too much to hope though, and he was right, you could forget… stop talking to him. Why did the idea of that suck almost as much as staying under this thumb? 

“____!” Bunette locks bounced as your friend came towards you, hand outstretched in a wave before she pulled you into a hug. “We’re all going to Midoriya’s place to celebrate graduating, come with?” 

You liked Uraraka. Well, you actually liked all of Izuku’s friends. They were sweet and honestly none-the-wiser to Izuku’s torments and taunts. She wore the kindest smile, eyes bright with the excitement of finally starting her adult life. 

You glanced at the rest of them, eyes flitting around friendly faces until your gaze met Izuku’s. He looked upset, eyebrows furrowed slightly and eyes cold as he stood there. They all agreed, urging you to go before Izuku spoke up, smiling gently at you over the top of Uraraka’s head. 

“You should come. We’ll miss you if you don’t.” The rest of the group nods their agreement, but it wasn’t them that pulled the small okay from your lips. It was Izuku, the way his eyes had a threatening glint to them as he spoke, a smile creeping into them in the most unsettling of ways. Your stomach was turning again, twisting over and over because something about the way Izuku looked at you made you squirm. 

“Yay! Okay, we’re all gonna meet there after!” She smiled, taking your hands in hers and giving a small squeal. “It’s gonna be so fun!” 

And with that she was bouncing off with Asui in the direction of Kaminari and Kirishima. 

Izuku stayed behind, walking slower than his friends so he could bend down to speak to you. You could feel his breath against your neck as he spoke, words sending shivers down your spine. Despite the way your heart hammered against your rib cage, you tilted your head to hear him better. 

“You better be there, doll.” He muttered. “It’ll be worse for you if you’re not. Be a good girl for once, yeah?” 

He sounded more upset than usual, hand coming up to squeeze your shoulder hard enough to make you flinch, and when you looked up to meet his eyes, he didn’t wear his standard grin. Izuku looked angry, furious even. It made your skin crawl, made heat creep up your neck and onto your cheeks so furiously that you found it hard to see through. 

All you could do was nod, fighting the pout that tried so hard to paint your face. You squeezed your thighs together instinctively at the phrase. He never praised you, not even once. Hearing the words “good girl” drip from his lips so angrily made them fly shamefully south. He gave a small laugh before walking off. It was almost like he knew, leaving you to rub at your sore shoulder. 

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Why were you here? You could have just not come and then you never would have had to see Izuku again, never would have had to deal with him until one day in the future when you’re too successful a hero to pinch. Still, you wouldn’t admit it to yourself or anyone else, but you might miss him. The teasing was a nightmare but it was attention, something that reminded you that at least Izuku still saw you. 

He couldn’t be ignoring you if he was calling you a slut. 

You arrived after everyone and Izuku opened the door for you with a jeering grin before stepping aside to let you in, pinching at your thigh again. He noticed immediately that you wore a skirt and he didn’t have to wonder why. It was an invitation for him, of course. 

You’d actually never been to Izuku’s house, so sitting in his living room eating snacks and drinking was unusual to say the least. It was surprising because beyond pinching you in the doorway, Izuku was being oddly kind. 

He sat next to you, his thigh pressed against yours, but he didn’t try anything. Didn’t whisper in your ear or grab at the fat on your side. You couldn’t help but ask yourself why. Even as the latter half of the day droned on, you were on edge despite being treated, finally, like one of the group. What did you do wrong? Was he no longer interested in you? Most importantly though, why were you upset that he wasn’t pushing your buttons? 

The end of the day came quickly, dark settling over the house while everyone gathered their things to leave. You’d all walk home together, leaving Izuku alone in his house. He smiled as everyone waved goodbye, bittersweet tears in his eyes as his final high school hang out came to a close. He cried at the ceremony while delivering his speech and then again at his house while Uraraka babbled on about her appreciation of UA. You can’t say you felt the same. 

“Not ____.” He said as you slipped on your shoes, placing a hand on your shoulder. “I’ll walk her home since she lives in the opposite direction. Plus, I gotta give her something.” 

Izuku smiles at his friends, who all nod their understanding. They wouldn’t suspect that he’d do anything wrong, that he’d be keeping you behind to maybe, finally, torment you. What a fucked up way of thinking. The door to his house clicked shut and your blood ran far colder than you thought it would as he approached you. 

“What’s wrong, doll?” He taunted, a fake pout adorning his features. “Thought I’d let you off easy? After today?” 

Izuku raised an eyebrow before rolling his eyes at the realization that you don’t know what he’s talking about. 

“Wow, you really are a slut aren’t you? Clinging to Bakugou so shamelessly today?” He scowled looked over you. 

Your eyes widened, lips parting as you remembered grabbing at Bakugou’s shirt, pulling him towards you earlier that day in a plea for help. 

“Did you think he would help you?” He sneered. “Bakugou’s just like me. He doesn’t care about a whore like you. Did you think that if you pushed against him like that he’d cave? Fold because your perfect body was flush on him?”

Izuku took your face between his pointer and thumb, spitting venom at you, waiting for you to respond. His compliment flew over your head. 

“N-no.” Yes. “I swear Izuku… I- I didn’t-” 

“You- you- you didn’t what?” Izuku responded, mocking your miserable stutter. “You’re my toy. Pisses me off when you let other people play with you.” 

And then he’s dragging you towards his room, pulling you into the cramped space and closing the door behind him. He’s muttering like he usually does, pushing you onto his bed so you’re sitting on the edge. 

Why were you so relieved right now? Why was your cunt already sticky with arousal? Why did every single word he was saying to you go straight south? You take your bottom lip between your teeth trying to find a way to shake your head in protest— to get up and leave— but the movement just wouldn’t come. Instead, you hang your head, eyebrows pulled up and cheeks flushed with heat as he stares you down. 

“Why are you doing this?” Your voice is barely a whisper, hardly audible over the sound of his frustrated breathing and your own rampant heart beat. “I’ve never done anything to you.” 

Izuku scoffed this time, stepping forward and taking your face in his hands again. 

“Haven’t done anything?” His words are venomous and his face is inches from yours, hot breath fanning across your cheeks. Were his hands always this big? “Dressing like that and saying you ‘haven’t done anything’?” 

His eyes flit down to the fat of your thighs, free hand groping the flesh hungrily, hard enough that it had you sucking in a sharp breath. Izuku couldn’t take it anymore, squeezing your cheeks and pressing his lips to yours in an aggressive kiss. 

Truth was, you drove Izuku batshit crazy. Right from the moment he saw you he could hardly contain himself, prancing around in that tiny fucking skirt with an ass like that. Daring to act so innocent when he was gripping the edge of his desk to keep from pouncing on you as you introduced yourself to him, as you hung all over his middle school bully, or as you flashed your hot pink panties while in class. 

To him, you were asking for it and the way you played dumb only made his blood boil further. Izuku was a nice boy, always had been, but the day that he made you cry, telling you that you kind of looked like a slut in your skirt, was the day he knew that he’d have way too much fun with you. 

Your eyes got so big, welled up so quickly with tears that he knew were caused by him. It made him proud, made his chest swell at how quickly he could completely ruin your day. This must be how Bakugou felt, to some degree, except chances are that he wasn’t thinking about what your puffy, swollen lips might look like when you’re choking on his cock. 

He’d been thinking about it since he met you. Pushing you further and further because you were just so fucking cute when you cried and if he couldn’t consume your thoughts because you like him, then he’d have to settle for consuming them because you’re afraid of him. 

You grunted against him, eyes going wide as his lips crashed into yours. You were spinning, heart pounding as his tongue dipped into your mouth hungrily. He pulled away from you quickly. 

“Drive me fuckin’ crazy, looking like that.” Izuku seethed. “If you’re gonna play clueless, y’might as well make use of yourself. S’what you deserve.” 

And without asking he pushed you from the bed and onto your knees in front of him. You knew where it was going, knew that Izuku wasn’t going to let up because this boundary was being crossed. Still, you shamefully rubbed your thighs together, blinking up at him in confusion and arousal. 

“Such a whore.” He said, freeing his cock from his pants and letting it slap against his stomach. Izuku relished in the way your eyes widened, in the way you unconsciously licked your lips. And then he’s tapping the side of your mouth with his cock, head tilted back in a taunt as he watches the way your eyes brim with premature tears. He’d show you real crying. 

“Suck it.” A simple command, but one that had you shivering. He kept his hand on your shoulder while his fingers dug into it with a force that was all too familiar. is cock throbbed in his hands as you sniffled and parted those pretty, glossed lips. 

Izuku didn’t wait, no, he couldn’t wait, pushing his full length to the back of your throat and beyond, groaning when it entered the tight, wet space beyond your mouth. His head fell back and his mouth fell open at the way you choked on him. Tears forced their way out of your eyes and down your cheeks as he began fucking your mouth. 

“Y-you’re a real crybaby, huh?” He cooed, a lazy half-smirk gracing his face. “You did this to yourself. Such– a fucking– tease.” 

He accentuated his words with harsh thrusts into your throat, drool pooling in your mouth and dribbling down his cock to his balls. It ran down your chin, mingling with tears as he continued to fuck your throat. 

Izuku was big, far bigger than you expected him to be. He completely filled your throat, stretching your unprepared mouth open. You could feel the sides of your mouth pulling at his size, lips cracking as you struggled to take all of him with each of his thrusts. Still, when you looked up at him through big teary eyes, knees growing sore from the way his fist held you to the floor, other hand pulling you against his cock, your cunt grew wet with arousal. 

He pulled you off him by your hair, watching the way you gasped and sputtered and sobbed. He loved the scratch in your throat as you coughed and he picked you up by the arm and crawled between your legs. 

“Wearing such a tiny skirt to my house.” He spit. “You knew what you were doing, lookin’ like that with your ass out and shit.” 

Izuku’s eyes scanned over you hungrily, like he’s been waiting to get you here for so long. Fuck, he still looked big, hovering over you and supporting his entire weight on one of his arms as his other hand wandered down. He flipped up the fabric of your skirt, admiring the way you flinched as his hand ran up your inner thigh. 

His hands ran over your figure, squeezing at the fat of your stomach, thighs, and chest. Izuku has been dying to get a piece of you since you met, since he first laid eyes on that frustratingly sexy figure of yours that led him to spiral to this moment. His hands dipped back to your inner thigh, ensuring that your skirt was out of the way, though it was so small already that it proved no obstacle at all. 

His breathing grew heavy, hand gently gliding along the supple flesh that he’s pinched so many times, marks from your final day of classes still fading. Izuku’s eyebrows were furrowed together as his hands found your panties, touching you over the fabric that was now soaked through. His eyes snapped to you so fast as he pulled the fabric aside with calloused fingers, wasting no time dipping his fingers into your soaking folds. 

“You fucking pervert.” He sneered, glancing down to show you just how wet you’d gotten, all for him. “You like it when I’m mean to you? So fucking dirty.” 

Izuku rubbed a swift circle around your clit and you brought your arm up to hide your face, biting into your forearm to muffle the sounds. You shook your head, squeaking out a no as his fingers curled up into you. 

“You sure about that? You’re dripping.” Izuku grunted, curling his fingers with his entire forearm and hearing a moan from you. “See? Fucking slut, giving me those eyes, like a lost puppy.” 

It was undeniable how you clenched around him and he let out a curt laugh of disbelief. 

“Oh… you like that name, don’t you, puppy?” He dipped down to bite at your neck, humming into the skin. 

You squirm beneath him but he has you caged in under, your legs unable to move around. Your stomach still turned in fear of him, but that fear was mixing with the intense pleasure building in your core. Even his fingers were a stretch and you could feel his thick cock hitting your abdomen with each aggressive curl, your mind consumed with just how good it would feel for him to break you open. After all, he’s chipped away at almost every ounce of self respect you had. In fact, he practically already owned you mentally, now he was just claiming what he should rightfully own physically. 

“I hate girls like you.” He spat, fingers picking up their pace as you were sent barrelling towards your high. “Acting like you don’t know what you’re doing to me. So fucking stupid. But look at you now— Your cunt is practically drooling on me— pathetic.” 

You were close, hot with arousal as he lifted your arm from your face. 

“Getting close huh? I can feel your whore cunt clenching. Y’wanna cum?” He grinned widely through furrowed brows. 

Your eyes were glossed over, tears spilling onto your cheeks and for a moment Izuku almost felt bad for you. Still though, you were just too fun to fuck with, too fun to absolutely ruin. You looked prettier than he could have imagined right now; face sticky with tears of arousal, embarrassment, and fear. Izuku was a nice boy, he really was, except when it came to you because now he just couldn’t stop himself from ruining your cunt. 

You were close, impossibly close as you bit your lip in an attempt to muffle the whiney yes that breached your lips. It was involuntarily, almost a survival response as his fingers continued making that delicious squelching sound. Those years of torment were beginning to twist. You were beginning to convince yourself that no, it wasn’t so bad, it’s okay to want to cream on his fingers and be his good girl. 

So you nodded, dew-filled eyes stricken with fear meeting his predatory ones in a confirmation. He was building you up so well, your stomach turning over and over, the knot tightening and set to break. And then he pulled his fingers from you as you clenched around nothing, a blinding orgasm ripped from you all by his fingers. Your back arched up off the bed and pathetic whines left your lips. 

“You’ll have to beg for it.” He smirked, sitting back on his knees, discarding your panties with a hard tug and running the head of his cock through your slick while you whimper. “Tell me you like it. C’mon. I’ll let you cum on my cock if you do.” 

Right now you were certain you’d do anything if it meant you were allowed to cream over him, so you parted your lips, hiccuping through broken sobs. 

“P-please Izu, need to cum.” Your voice was low and quiet. 

Izuku pushed the head of his cock against your entrance, glowering down at you as he pushed the fabric of your shirt up over those perfect tits that he couldn’t get enough of. He sucked in a sharp breath, facade falling for a moment until he brought his eyes back to yours. 

“You like it when I’m mean, huh? Lemme hear you say it.” Izuku gave a cruel smile, eyes darkened with lust. 

“Yes! Yes, I like it.” You shout, hand coming up to grab his arm, speaking through desperate tears. “Please fuck me, please Izu.” 

Izuku bottomed out in one fell swoop, hearing all he needed as he throws his head back, a groan of fucking pathetic falling lazily from his lips. He rolled his head across his shoulders, starting to move in and out of you, stretching your cunt open with each push and pull. 

“So fucking tight. You a virgin?” His tongue swiped at his teeth as he relished in the stretch and the way pain wet your cheeks. 

God, he fucking hated you. Hated every part of you. He hated the way your lips looked so good around him, the way your thighs squeezed so nicely around his waist, the way your tears only egged him on. It all made him want to hurt you. You brought out the worst in him. You were too fucking tempting, too easy. 

You weren’t a virgin but the stretch of his cock made you feel like one. God, you could feel him in your throat as you gripped pathetically at his biceps, a plea to get him to slow down. Izuku wouldn’t listen though, pounding into your gummy walls mercilessly. 

“Not gonna answer?” He laughed, low and threatening before folding your knees to your chest. “Tells me all I need to know. How many men have fucked this cunt of yours, huh? Bet it’s more than I can count on one hand.” 

Izuku brought his hand up to your face once more, squeezing your plump cheeks together. 

“Don’t worry, puppy. Gonna make it so you can’t take anyone else.” He spits in your mouth, forcing it closed. “Fuckin’ mine now, yeah? My little whore, always have been, right?”

You screw your eyes shut, swallowing sloppily as spit drips down your chin and tears streak from your eyes. Where did he learn to speak like this? 

“Say it.” 

You’re close again, so full of him, so desperate for him to give you what you want. You can’t resist him, so you might as well submit. Maybe it will make everything easier because you were finding it harder to pretend that you didn’t like it now. 

“Yours, m’yours.” You choke out, hand flying to his large one to move it over your throat. “Belong only to you.” 

Izuku squeezed the sides of your neck with startling force. It’s almost hateful in how strong it was but it made you whine out against him, voice raking against vocal chords that he forced closed. 

“Slut. S-such a slut.” He stuttered as you clenched around him, hitting your high with a roll of your hips and a pathetic whimper. “C’mon, gimme it, puppy.” 

Oh god, the pay off was unbelievable. The way you whined his name was better than any sob he pulled from you to date.You were so helpless,your body wracking with waves of pleasure and your pussy clamping down around him. This is what he saw in you the first time he made you cry— this expression. He knew you could make it, eyes big and wide, filled with tears and your mouth open in a deep moan. Fuck, he loved it. 

“God, so tight. Good puppy, good fucking puppy.” He fucked into you faster, chasing his own high now as he assaulted your overstimulated cunt. 

Your head spun, no longer preoccupied with the taunting or the tormenting. You were stupid on his cock, his good little puppy, like you were meant to be. You should have given in earlier, should have let him shove his dick down your throat sooner because even though you were struggling to get off his fat cock, you couldn’t, and you loved every single second of it. Izuku was only mean to you, only mean to his puppy. 

You’re so overstimulated, barreling towards another orgasm and now all you can think about is how bad you want him to fill you up. 

“C-cum inside.” You managed to choke out between pathetic sobs and whimpers. You’re crying for it, begging. “Please cum inside of me.” 

Izuku let out a low chuckle before bottoming out one final time, shoving his thick fingers down your throat and filling you up. When Izuku came, he came a lot. It flooded your cunt before leaking out the sides where he had you split open. Izuku couldn’t hide his true nature for long, his thighs beginning to quiver and a low groan becoming a high pitched whine as he emptied his balls inside of you like he’d been wanting to for so long. 

He stayed there for a moment before pulling out of you and crouching down to watch the way he spilled out of you, admiring your ruined pussy and body. You’re stretched out from him, tears staining your cheeks and cunt gaping from his cock.

And then he’s biting at your thighs, marking up the inside of your leg as you can barely manage to push out a squeal. He’s leaving the marks he’s always wanted to. Those pinches on the inside of your leg were a stand in for the ones he’d create with his teeth. He nipped at the sensitive skin before dipping his tongue into your folds to collect the mixture of him and you in his mouth. 

Izuku watched the way you twitched as he cleaned you up, admiring the way your legs flinched whenever he ran his tongue over your sensitive clit. He’s much gentler now but his eyes still frightened you when he came up from between your legs to spit the mixture of cum and arousal back into your slightly parted mouth, ordering you to swallow puppy. 

When you finally do— too tired and fucked out to think about protesting, he smiles— standing up off the bed and buttoning his pants with a heaving sigh.

Izuku turned back to your form on the bed, watching the way your chest heaved and the way your pleated skirt crowded at your hips, ruined cunt on display and shirt pushed up over your bitten up breasts. He made a mental note to remember to take your clothes off next time.

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How the MHA boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes<3

I also plan on making a demon slayer and haikyuu version so look out for that hoessss

Midoriya Izuku

Dude he would flip, but like in a positive way-

He would get so flustered and immediately start muttering on and on about how pretty you look and try to poorly hide his embarrassment

He would find it really cute, plus he wears slightly bigger sized shirts so it wouldnt fit to tight on you

And even if it did he would find it absolutely adorable

You wearing one of his shirts that literally say "shirt" and a pair of his sweats to go along with it and it would be one of his new favorite things

He would ask if he could take a picture to save as his new homescreen deadass

He just cant get over how adorbale you look so of course hes gonna get all flustered and lovey dovey

10/10 would cuddle you for the rest of the night and not let you leave. Sleepover timeeeee

"What are you wearing?" He said as he stumbled across you in one of his shirts and sweats. You were bored and uncomfy in your jeans and tshirt so you decided it was a good idea to steal some of your boyfriends clothes to get more comfortable. Of course he was a little smaller in size then you but it would still work.

"I got uncomfortable and I thought you wouldn't mind if I borrowed some clothes to change into. I can change if you want-"

"No no no, you're okay! I mean I like you in my clothes, and I'm glad they make you comfortable! I just didnt know what you were doing and I was a little confused at first but you look really cute so I really don't mind at all, I swear! I was just a little startled-" you were interrupted by Izuku's rambling. He always did this when he was nervous. All you could really do is chuckle, and have your cheeks blush slightly at the compliments while getting comfy on his bed.

Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou thought it was a dumb idea at first, like he just didnt get it

Though after your persistent meddling he gave in and gave you one of his shirts

After you put it on and showed him he got all flustered and very horny

He felt weirdly proud about it, it was like a way of marking you as his and he liked that

And omg when you stole and wore a pair of his boxers, he fucking malfunctioned. Heres how the scenario would go in my head-

"Welcome back Katsuki!" You said cheerfully from further inside his dorm.

"Ah, what are you doing here shitty woman! I'm tired and want to go to bed-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw you laying on his bed in his boxers and his classic skull tshirt. He didnt realize how horny he had been but now the bulge in his pants was very prominent and uncomfortably tight.

"See something you like katsu?" You teased. You knew he had been stressed from interning lately and I mean so have you, so why not kill two birds with one stone?

"Hell yeah I do." He said crossing the room fast and finding your lips. A heated makeout session started, you had sat up and placed your hands on his chest starting to undo his tie and unbutton his uniform shirt. He pulled away and smirked grabbing you by the chin making you look at him.

"You're such a naughty girl." He pulled his pants and boxers down in one swift motion, hissing when the cool air hit his cock. "Now get to sucking slut." You smirked and went down to lick his slit, some pre hitting your taste buds making you mewl. You began to bob your head at a steady pace. He groaned as his head fell back, a hand falling behind your head guiding your movements.

"Such a good little slut for me. Got any panties under here?" He said snapping the elastic of his boxers, leaving a delicious sting on your hip. You hummed causing another groan to rip through his throat. He pulled you off his cock with a pop.

"Is that a yes or a no sweet cheeks?" He said dragging his thumb against your drool soaked lips

"No sir, I dont have any panties on." You say, eyes half lidded and full of lust.

"Good answer-" He started as he pinned you down on the bed and left a chaste kiss on your lips. "Cause I was gonna take em' off anyways."

Kirishima Eijiro

When you first ask if you could borrow a shirt and pants to wear to sleep in his dorm he gladly excepted

He found it to be quote on quote "the manliest thing ever"

He would feel bad that his clothes are tight on you so he buys a couple over sized ones and wears them to get them to smell like him and next time you come to trade out hoodies he gives you those in hopes it'll make you feel more comfy

He would def also steal your clothes

He would love to wear your hoodies around the dorm and flex about having them

He loves that you feel comfortable enough to wear his clothes and to also let him wear yours

It's a trust and comfort thing that he finds the most adorbale

It makes him feel so happy, you make him so happy<3

You heard a knock on your door. You got up from your bed and made your way to the door as whoever it was continued to knock. You opened it up to see a red head with sharp teeth grinning widely at you.

"Hey kiri!" You said wrapping your arms around his neck as you leaned forward to place a kiss on his cheek. He wrapped one arm around your waist and chuckled at your kiss.

"I came by to swap hoodies again! Yours stopped smelling like you." He said with a pout on his lips.

"Ah its okay baby, I'll give you another one!" You said with a smile.

Todoroki Shouto

Shouto would be confused on why exactly you would want to wear his clothes when you have your own that are perfectly fine

But he would still find it oddly comforting and very cute

He didn't really know that was a thing that couples do, you know trading clothes

So you would steal his hoodies and you would give him yours to sleep in

Dude he would get so happy

He would put your hoodie on for the first time alone in his dorm after you dropped it off and gave him a kiss goodnight

So he puts it on and just feels so comfy and at home in a sense. He just feels so calm and at peace with the world

Plus when he realizes it smells like you he goes wild

Would sleep in it every night and every morning he would fold it neatly and place it on his pillow so that when he gets home after a long day of class and interning with his dad he can wear it straight out his shower and smell your scent and be able to go to sleep peacefully that night

He can only hope his hoodies make you feel the same way yours do to him

"I can have this?" He says holding out the hoodie of yours you just gave him to be able to wear, a stoic expression still painted on his face.

"Well yeah! I thought since you let me have yours that you could have mine!" You said with a smile. Shoto couldn't help the heat that started to flush his face. He never knew that this is what couples do. He just knew they cuddled, kissed, held hands, and went on dates. He didn't know you could exchange clothing as a form of affection, but when you asked to have one of his hoodies he did love the idea of you wearing them. Shoto liked it even more when he saw you around the dorm in them.

"Thank you y/n. I appreciate it greatly." He spoke.

"Of course roni!" You said leaning in and pecking his lips "Goodnight, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite!" You said skipping towards the girls dorms.

"Goodnight. Sleep well." He said softly. You smiled and waved goodbye. Once you rounded the corner and he could no longer see you he entered his room now staring at the hoodie once again.

He pushed the hoodie over his head and put his arms through. He adjusted the material until he was comfortable. He looked in the mirror and stated to go red. He was wearing your hoodie. He started to get this euphoric feeling of relief. A sense of home is what he felt while wearing it. He tucked himself into bed and laid his head on his pillow when he got a sudden whiff of your scent. It smelled like you too. He felt even more comfy now. He went to sleep peacefully that night. It felt like he was going to sleep in your arms. It was amazing. He now wears it every night and when it doesnt smell like you anymore he asks for you to wear it to make it smell like you again. You have definitely created a monster-

Mezo Shoji

Shoji is a pretty big fella and because of his quirk his clothes are kinda unique

BUT his pants and boxers are normal and can fit you fairly well

I feel like he would also get over sized clothes to lounge in so he feels less restricted so that's a bonus for you

So now you steal his pants all the time when your too lazy to go to your dorm and change or if you haven't done laundry and your out of comfy clothes

Plus you steal his boxers to basically substitute them as spandex shorts

I feel like he wouldnt know that he would like seeing you in his clothes until he did and he would get really happy.

And he finds it incredibly sexy when you wear his boxers, like damn you finna get WRECK-

You have once again stolen one of Shojis pair of boxers to wear as spandex, cause their just so comfy! Your boyfriend was currently downstairs in the kitchen getting you guys snacks for your movie night in his dorm.

You had gotten one his boxers and hid your panties in your pants and folded them nicely over on the nightstand. He came in with his hands full of popcorn, candy, and drinks. Not the healthiest but for sure yummy!

"Here let me help bubs!" You say getting out from under the blanket and standing to help grab stuff from his hands. He stared down at your lower stomach, hips, and thighs seeing them covered in the print of one his boxers. He was used to you stealing his pants and boxers but their was something different this time. Something in him snapped. "You okay Shoji?" You asked placing your hands on his chest after already setting the drinks and candy down. Popcorn still in one hand he took the other and stroked your cheek.

"I'm okay love. I see you stole my boxers again." One of his arms finding its place to settle on your hip.

"Oh yeah I did. I didn't feel like running back all the way to my dorm just to change." You spoke "Is that okay?" You asked, a silent plead in your eyes for it to be okay with him.

"Yeah it's okay." He said bending down and nuzzling his cheek against yours. You hummed in contentment before speaking.

"I'll get the movie ready!" You said running over to his laptop on his desk across the room. Shoji saw your pants folded neatly on his night stand where he was gonna set the popcorn and drinks so they were easier to reach. He set down the popcorn on the bed and picked up your pants accidentally unfolding them and causing your panties to fall on the floor at his feet. A flush crossed Shojis face, a scorching heat firing through his body. This is the straw that broke the camel's back.

You couldn't figure out what movie you wanted to watch. You just scrolled and scrolled and scrolled through Netflix's recommended page finding absolutely nothing. Next thing you knew you felt Shojis hands wrap around you waist and his face right next to your ear.

"Shoji what are you-"

"No panties huh?" He interrupted.

That's all you needed to hear to know you were gonna have a long night filled with hours of unwatched watched movies and a bunch of screens saying "Are you still watching?"

Hanta Sero

He would praise the ever loving dog snot out of your bro

Dude he would praise you left and right, up and down, side to side which is basically the same thing as left to right but we wont talk about it

He absolutely loves it

He never knew he needed this until now and he is never going back

He loves how you look in his clothes so he would for sure start getting slightly oversized stuff so it will fit you more comfortably so you dont have an excuse not to wear his clothes

Even though he would be perfectly content if you only wore them in his dorm, he just wants you in his clothes now 24/7

He would also steal your clothes<3 and he would always say he likes how they smell like you AHHHHHHH

"Come on, do a little twirl for me!" Sero teased as he spun his finger around in a circle.

"Sero!" You said, you could feel your face growing hotter by the second. He loved when you got all hit and bothered by his praise so he always teases you.

"You just look so damn good~" he said as he snaked his arms around your waist. He leaned in making you eager and lean in as well. Just as your about to kiss he pulls away.

"Sero stop teasing!" You whisper shout, a bit of whine in your voice.

That's when he leaned down fully and gave you a kiss on your lips. You depended the kiss and started a full on make out session. His hands trailed down to your ass grabbing it firmly cause a gasp from you. He took that as a chance to slip his tongue in. After a couple minutes you both pulled away for air, slightly panting and a string of salvia connecting your lips.

"You look really cute in my clothes but I think they'd look cutest on the floor-"

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[stealforreal]

Future kids - Bakugou Katsuki I

Bakugou meets his son from the future. Just some fluff, with a jealous Bakugou.

Bakugou Katsuki x F! reader

Warnings: none

Bakugou was stomping his way back to the dorms, cursing that stupid nerd Deku in his mind. Kicking some rocks lying in his way, he was radiating murder. Naturally his classmates left him alone to cool off for a minute, even the Baku squad left him alone. They had chosen not to interfere, because they would like to live to see another, thank you very much. 

The stupid nerd had been too close to y/n at lunch today, and Bakugou had spent the entire time glaring at the curly green haired boy. What really made him snap was when she hugged him, and the stupid brocoli went as red as a tomato. She was giggling loudly and seemed really happy at whatever Midoriya had said, and the fiery ash blond couldn't control his jealousy so he stormed off. After class was over Bakugou was the first out the door, not even stopping to insult Denki when he made a bad joke. 

The rest of his classmates were confused, sure they all knew Bakugou to be a hothead. But still he seemed angrier than usual, only the Baku squad had small nervous but knowing smiles on their face. They knew of the explosive boy's crush on y/n, it wasn't totally obvious and they really wouldn't have known had Kirishima not pointed out the subtle things. Like how he never once called her an extra, he still called her idiot, dumbass and such. That was probably Bakugou's version of a compliment, which was probably the reason they took so long to figure out his crush.

So here he was stomping his way back to the dorms, cursing Deku for being close with y/n, Himself for getting jealous, y/n for being too friendly and everything he could curse in general. He stopped dead in his tracks when he felt a little tug on his uniform pant leg, glaring down at the thing that stopped him. Only to be confused when that thing turned out to be a little boy, around the age of 4-5 by the looks of it. Bakugou's brows furrowed in confusion, how did a little boy end up here. UA is one of the most secure places in Japan, courtesy of the League of Villains and other past incidents. 

What caught Bakugou's attention though, was the fact that this little boy was bawling his eyes out and trembling with his sobs. Bakugou didn't know what was happening, he felt incredibly protective of the young boy but didn't know why. He seemed kind of familiar, like Bakugou had seen parts of him somewhere else before. The little boy had big e/c doe eyes, filled to the brim with tears as he stared at the ground. His hair was unruly and a familiar shade of ash blond, he reminded Bakugou of himself a bit when he was young except the crybaby attitude of course. It was weird for Bakugou to feel this protective of anything, and he didn't like it one bit

" Oi brat, where are you parents?" The teenager asked the little boy, crouching down to his level, making the little lad finally pay attention to the stranger he had grabbed. The little boy gasped and flung himself at Bakugou, clutching on tightly to the stunned teenager's shirt. A new wave of tears hit the little blonde, being relieved at the familiar sight of his fathers face though much younger. " D-daddy, I-I was so scared" the little boy whimpered, burying his tear stained face in his fathers shoulder. Bakugou was speechless, he sure as hell was not this kid's father even if it explained the feeling of familiarity. No Bakugou shook his head at the ridiculous thought, this kid was obviously terrified and contrary to popular belief Bakugou would not abandon a lost child " Oi brat, I'm taking you with me back to the dorms. Afterwards we'll find your parents' ' he huffed, Bakugou was going to kill this kid's parents once they were found.

The younger boy began calming down in the older boy's arms, the tears had stopped and he was only softly hiccupping now. "B-but daddy I did find you, I wanna go see mommy" the young boy huffed out, defiantly crossing his arms over his little chest. " Oh yeah, prove it brat" Bakugou smirked thinking he had cornered the little boy in his lie, but much to his astonishment the little boy let out a small explosion in the palm of his hand. Though much brighter than his own, there was no mistaking his explosion quirk.  Bakugou hated to admit that so far the brat seemed to be telling the truth, and he hated even more how his feeling of protectiveness grew at the revelation that this kid in fact was most likely his son from the future. It wasn't rocket science, right now Bakugou was 16 and 100% not a father. Yet here is a little boy that is the spitting image of him as a kid except the eyes, and in this world where quirks exist perhaps time travelling was possible.  

Bakugou's little chat with his son had taken longer than he thought, because as soon as he entered the dorm common room every one in the room snapped their head towards the two ash blondes. The first to break the pin drop silence was Kirishima  " Eh who is the kid, Bakubro" he asked. While Mina asked if he had kidnapped the kid, earning a glare from the explosive blonde. " Daddy, why does Aunt Mina and Uncle Kiri not recognize me? " a little voice asked, making a lot of jaws drop and eyes widened. 1....2......3...... " WHA!!!" The lot of them shouted, questions coming left and right, wanting an explanation as to why this little boy who looked suspiciously like Bakugou called him dad. 

What they all failed to notice was the little boy was recoiling from the loud noise, pressing himself closer and closer to his father. Bakugou noticed this, and thanks to his newfound protectiveness he hugged him closer and glared at them effectively shutting them up. Mostly they were just silenced because the sight of Bakugou hugging and being protective of his supposed son baffled them. I mean we are talking about Mr.Hothead angry Pomeranian, the most blatant rude student in class 1-A if not in the entirety of UA. " Shut it ya damn morons, can't you see you're frightening him" Bakugou sneered at his classmates, not loudly but it was still malicious enough to make a shiver run up their spines. 

Midoriya, who had known Kacchan the longest, was intrigued by this side of Kacchan and unconsciously moved closer to the two ash blondes. Seeing the familiar shade of green hair approach them Bakugou sneered, while his son became ecstatic. " Uncle Izu '' The child yelled excitedly, stretching his arm towards the blushing brocoli boy indicating he wanted to be held. " Ah hell no! He is not your uncle, I won't allow shitty Deku to hold my son" Bakugou yelled, making a few snicker quietly, but what really set them off was the fact his son chopped his head with a little fist. "Oi, why the hell did ya do that for ya brat? Bakugou barks at his son, only receiving a deadpan expression in return. " Mommy said, every time your daddy is mean to uncle Izu chop his head for me, okay baby?" After that announcement they all burst out laughing, while Midoriya tried not to tremble under Bakugou's glare. 

"Speaking of which, who is your mom?, uhm I never got your name, little guy" Kirishima asked the little boy, stating a valid point. Bakugou realized that even though he had known his son for about 5 hours now, he never once asked what the boy's name was. " What do you mean, Uncle Kiri, it's me Katsuma?" Katsuma tilted his head a bit, not really being aware or understanding that he most likely travelled through time. " Well you aren't born in our time yet, mini Bakugou" Kaminari informed the little boy, in his usual teasing voice. " Really Uncle Kami" Little Katsuma asked " Does this mean mommy and daddy aren't together yet?" He asked, surprising the teenagers. Katsuma was surprisingly smart for a kid his age, and after the initial shock from being called daddy Katsuki totally forgot to ask about his son's mother. 

"That is correct, Katsuma'' Todoroki piped up in his usual monotone voice, surprising Katsuma with his appearance. " Uncle Todo'' Katsuma replied coolly, surprising everyone present. The happy bubbly 5 year old had vanished in an instant, and been replaced with a little boy full of hatred. Breaking the little staring contest that had broken out between his son and the damn half n half bastard, was none other than Midoriya's phone. Being the klutz that he is, he ended up answering and putting it on speaker. " Izuku, Ochaco said there was a cute kid at your dorm, so I'm coming over " y/n voice could be heard, instantly Katsuma brightened up again being all sparkles and rainbows again. He tugged at his dad's collar, demanding Katsuki's attention " daddy, daddy did you hear, mommy's coming over" the little ash blonde exclaimed, bouncing in his fathers arms from being giddy. This new information caused everybody's jaw to land on the floor once again.

" WHY, why does Bakugou get the hot chick? '' Mineta yelled in agony, being the little pervert he is, he had to comment on her looks. " Oi, don't talk about my future wife and baby mama y/n like that, I'll fucking blast you to hell" His statement followed by the crackeling in his palm, and the sound of a phone being dropped? Turning around Bakugou was met with your stunned face, eyes blown wide with confusion and astonishment clearly written on your face. " Mommy" Katsuma yelled, squirming trying to get out of his fathers embrace, and slowly Katsuki sat him down. When his small feet hit the floor, Katsuma was sprinting towards y/n with all his might and flinging himself into her arms. Resulting in the poor girl, falling down on the floor in her confusion.

Katsuma buried his face in her neck, sighing happily to himself. The remaining nerves  he had totally disappeared once he saw you. As much as Katsuma was a daddy’s boy, he was even more of a mama’s boy. Katsuma could feel the lack of response coming from his mother, curious and slightly scared he looked at her face. you were absolutely stunned, no response came from you frightening the young boy. Tears began swimming in Katsuma’s beautiful e/c eyes, snapping you back to reality. The sight of a child with tears in his eyes, struck your motherly instincts. Answers could wait, right now there was an adorable toddler with tears in his eyes, and you had to comfort him.

Slowly Katsuma was pulled into your embrace, head buried in the crock of your neck. Arms wrapped tightly around the preciuóus boy, letting him cling to you for deer life. “ M-mommy, I m-missed you, I was s-so scared-d” Katsuma said through sobs and hiccups. Not bothering to correct him, you bounced him lightly up and down in your arms. Bakugou came and helped you onto your feet, putting an arm around your waist. His other hand began stroking Katsuma’s unruly blond hair. 

Around them the rest of the class was still stunned into silence, seeing the small family in an embrace. Most of them had never seen Bakugou look so protective and calm, let alone with a small blush. You would also sport a matching blush if it weren’t for the fact, all your attention was on the young boy in your arms. He looked like a carbon copy of Katsuki, yet his e/c eyes looked exactly like yours. Slowly the sniffles stopped. Instead they were replaced by steady breathing, it seems like the child had a long day because he was fast asleep in your arms.

Slowly you made your way to the 1-A dorm living room couch, with the sleeping child in your arms and Bakugou not far behind you. He made it a point to keep his hand on the small of your back, glaring at the other guys present if they looked at your or his son the wrong way. “ Can somebody please explain to me what is going on?” You whispered so you wouldn’t wake up the young boy, whose name you still hadn’t caught. Your eyes caught Izuku’s eyes, but for some reason his eyes widened and he averted his gaze from you. Izuku is one of your best friends, you met because you and your classmate Hatsume Mei worked on his hero costume and you hit it off. 

With your attention not fully on the child anymore, you now realised that somebody had their arm around your shoulders. Looking to your right where the owner would be stítting, your eyes widened slightly at the person on your right. One of the hottest guys in UA had his arm around you, Bakugou Katsuki of class 1-a was well known in the school. His temper, looks and quirk had made him extremely popular with the female population of UA, though none of them dared approach him. The bad boy image both attracted them and made them keep their distance from him. He wasn’t exactly known for being a teddy bear, so Katsuki hugging y/n closer to him and keeping touching her was not expected.

 “ Oi Flashlight, brat is ours from the future. I don't know how he got here but it’s true. He even has my quirk, you know what this means right ” Bakugou spoke, explaining the situation. The others had left the two of you alone, giving Bakugou privacy to explain the surreal situation to you.  What this means? What did he mean by that? You couldn’t help but ponder the meaning. Turning your head to face him and question him on what he meant, you were met with a very close Bakugou. Bakugou couldn’t contain himself seeing you look so adorably clueless, so he closed the small gap between you. 

His lips were surprisingly soft. He was gentle in kissing you, not knowing how you would react. I mean you had to like him back right? You were sitting there next to hum with YOUR SON in your arms. He smelled nice, it was a sweet scent like caramel courtesy of his quirk. The kiss was slow, loving and gentle, the feeling of his lips on yours were intoxicating. Pulling back from the kiss, Bakugou growled silently, huskily in your ear “Your mine, flashlight” Heat crept up your neck, and you were left softly blushing. “ What are we going to do with him Bakugou?” Still facing Bakugou, you looked at your son from the future. There really was no mistake, he looked like a perfect Katsuki copy with your eyes, and your motherly instincts told that this was in fact your son. 

“It’s Katsuki to you Flashlight ” He corrected you “For now let's go to bed, it’s late. We can ask the squirt questions tomorrow” Katsuki led you to his room, still with a sleeping Katsuma in your arms. His bed was big enough to fit the three of you. You laid down with Katsuma in the middle, both you and Katsuki put an arm around Katsuma. Katsuki intertwined your fingers, and slowly you fell into a blissful sleep. You could ask more questions tomorrow.

But when you woke up, Katsuma was nowhere to be found. Only you and Katsuki were cuddling in his bed. You and Katsuki both came to the conclusion that whatever quirk sent Katsuma here probably sent him back to his own time. “Katsuki, is it wrong of me to miss him already?” You looked at your new boyfriend, looking into his sleepy vermillion orbs. “ If you miss the little firecracker already, why don’t we bring him back” His morning voice was rough, and tickled your ears just right, sending a shiver down your spine. Bakugou's eyes glinted with mischief, as he began kissing your neck. The innuendo not lost on you, the feeling of his lips on a particular spot had you giggling. It was ticklish and stopped him in his tracks for just long enough for you to get a word in. “ Let’s wait a few years okay” He nodded and laid down next to you again, pulling you close.

You would see Katsuma again. Someday.

#mha #bakugou #dad au #xreader #dadbakugou #momreader #timetravel #bnha #bnha bakugo x reader #bakusquad

[babyloposts]

MY HERO DAD-CANNONS

Summary: How my favorite boys would react to their child having a nightmare. Some single dad head cannons because my baby fever is back

Includes: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Takami Keigo

Warnings: none, fluff, aged up characters, references to GN parent titles

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Bakugou:

He was up and down the hall as quickly as the first wail left his daughter’s mouth. He was desperately hoping that the screams were not from a villain trying to kidnap her.

He was relieved for only a second as he saw her safely tucked into bed as he left her earlier that night, but the worry came back as he saw her broken out in a cold sweat.

Careful not to startle her awake Katsuki rubbed her forehead gingerly removing the sweat and bangs from its place matted on the top of her head.

“Kid. Wake up.” His tone soft. The one he reserved only for her.

“Daddy?” Her brows furrowed and her eyelashes fluttered open to see a stoic yet comforting face.

“You okay? I think you were having a nightmare. Scared the hell out of me.” He chuckled, still soothing her as her breathing slowed.

“M-me too. I was so scared Dad. The monsters were trying to get me.”

“What monsters?” Katsuki feared the worst. What if she had seen a villain and they knew she was his kid. That could mean she was being watched and in danger. He couldn’t let anything happen to her.

“From the movie dad. The one I watched when hanging out with the Midoriya’s.” Bakugou’s face scrunched and his daughter winced in fear of being in trouble for watching a PG-13 movie.

“What’d I tell you about watching scary movies with Deku’s kid. Now look at you all scared with nightmares.” Bakugou scolded, but his expression softened. He was just glad she was safe.

“I’m sorry Dad. I won’t watch scary movies anymore. I don’t want any monsters to get me.”

“It’s okay. I promise I won’t let any monsters get you. They have to go through me first, alright squirt.” She nodded and gave Bakugou a small smile, knowing she was safe and in the most capable hands of the #2 hero.

Bakugou smoothed her hair back and placed a kiss to her forehead. “Love you squirt. Sweet Dreams.”

“I love you too Dad.”

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Midoriya:

Izuku is no stranger to weird dreams, but he had never expected his One for All induced visions to transfer to his daughter as well.

He wouldn’t even know if she hadn’t been weeping by his bedside at one in the morning.

“D-daddy.” A small voice warbled out next to Midoriya. His eyes shot open not expecting to see a teary eyed five year old only a few inches away from his face.

“What’s wrong Bubby?” Izuku quickly sat up in bed and moved to the edge of the bed, scooping the crying child into his arms.

“I had a bad dream.” She whimpered as he wiped the tears from her eyes.

“Aww I’m sorry.” He hugged her tightly to his chest rocking slightly to soothe her. “Do you want to talk about it?”

She nodded slightly before starting. “I was so scared Daddy. You were there and somebody—a bad man—stole your quirk away from you. He was too strong. And nobody would help you. Not even All Might. And I was too little to help you, Daddy and I’m so sorry.” And just like that the tears were flowing from her tear ducts again.

Izuku shushed her and started back trying to soothe her again. “Don’t worry, I’m right here, okay? I’m not going anywhere.” He brought his daughter back to her bedroom and tucked her into her Princess themed bed. “Are you comfy?” She asked and she nodded.

Izuku gave her a kiss to her temple before getting up to move to a bookshelf on the far side of the room. “Would you like to hear a story?” She nodded and Izuku climbed into the side of the bed and wrapped his arm around her.

Midoriya read the story book to her that were more kiddie versions of some of All Might’s best missions (even in fatherhood he was a total fanboy).

His daughter was knocked before he was even halfway through the book, the tales of heroism and safety lulling her into a peaceful sleep. Although she was peaceful and very cute Izuku had realized his grave mistake far too late.

His daughter was the lightest sleeper he knew. It would be almost impossible to remove himself from the bed without waking her up.

He tried several times to stand from the bed without causing her to stir, but ultimately failed and gave in to the reality that he’d be spending the night on the edge of a twin bed.

It wasn’t the most comfortable thing in the world, but Izuku would give up anything for his little girl, even the comforts of his own bed, to make her feel safe.

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Kaminari:

It took a lot to get Denki up, which wasn’t always a good thing having such a young child to look after. He was finally awoken by the third kick to his ribs by a little foot in bed.

“Ouch, what the-?” Denki whipped the blanket down to reveal a small body in the fetal position hunched against his side.

“Wha- hey Little Man. What happened? Why aren’t you sleeping in your big kid bed?”

The small boy was unmoving, pretending to be asleep to prevent being bothered or moved from his comfortable position.

“I know you’re not sleep, Buddy. Tell me what’s wrong. Please?” Finally Denki’s son’s head poked up from his arm shields and showed off his pouty face.

“I don’t want to sleep in my big kid. It’s too dark and scary in there. I don’t want to have bad dreams.” The child’s eyes started to water.

Denki sighed. “Bud, I thought we agreed that when you turned four you’d stop sleeping in Papa’s bed and sleep by yourself.”

“I don’t want to anymore. I’m scared. It’s too dark and you are too far away.” He whined. Denki knew that he was the age where he needed to start being able to self-soothe and sleep by himself, but he couldn’t deny his son. He was a good kid, maybe with a bit of separation anxiety, but all around he was pretty easy.

Denki’s nanny would probably scold him for babying his son, but he didn’t care. It’s not like Denki liked sleeping alone anyway.

“Bud, you can’t sleep down in the covers like that. You’ll get way too hot.” A small smile spread over Denki’s lips as his son shuffled his way up onto Denki’s chest with his arms wrapped around his neck in a death grip.

Denki chuckled once the grip loosened and rubbed his son’s back as he slipped into sleep. “Can we try sleeping in your big kid bed tomorrow night?” Denki whispered.

“I’ll try Papa, but no promises.” Denki chuckled and closed his eyes in content.

“That’s okay Buddy. I love you.”

“Love you too, Papa.”

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Takami Keigo:

Keigo really hoped that an intruder wasn’t in the house right now. He knew it was irrational to think, but stranger things have happened, plus he was already worked up from the last patrol he went on last night where he fought a surprisingly difficult villain.

Stealthily Kei climbed out of bed and sent a feather flying into the kitchen where the noise was coming from to scope out the intruder.

When he heard a high pitched scream and low thud he was actually more relieved than worried.

He rushed from behind his bedroom door out to see his son sat on the ground in front of the open refrigerator.

“The hell are you doing up? It’s 2 AM!” Keigo whisper yelled to ensure he didn’t bother the neighbors.

“Sorry Dad. I was hungry.”

“What are you still hungry for? You basically ate a whole chicken by yourself for dinner. At this rate keeping up with your eating habits cost more than the rent.” Takami chided, but he couldn’t be too mad, his son was a growing boy and they needed their sustenance.

“I’m sorry Dad. I just woke up and wanted a snack that’s all.” That’s what he said, but the glossiness in his son’s eyes gave him away.

Keigo bent over to pick up the food that had fallen out of the fridge and grab a carton of ice cream out of the freezer along with two spoons. His son watched his father intently as he moved to the kitchen island to sit and patted the stool next to him.

“Come sit down and have your snack.” Keigo sighed. Reluctantly his son sat down beside him and grabbed a spoon scooping into the slightly freezer burnt cookies and cream.

“So tell me what’s really going on. You wouldn’t tear up just from me knocking you on your ass earlier.” His son’s eyes grew wide, surprised that his dad had noticed that small detail.

“There’s nothing wrong.”

“I know when you’re lying to me Kid. So just go ahead and tell me.” Kei said wrapping an arm around his son’s shoulders.

He took a deep breath before finally caving. “I... I had a dream about Baba. When they died.” Keigo’s usual cocky demeanor faded away and his eyes softened as he recalled the painful memory.

“Wow.” Keigo said as he cleared his throat. “That uh... hasn’t happened for a while. I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault Dad. I just wished... I don’t know. I just miss them a lot.” He began to tear up again. Keigo sighed. It has been almost seven years since his significant other died tragically from cancer. Their son was just a kid then. What Five year old can really comprehend that and grieve a parent properly. Since then Kei’s been doing his best as a single Dad, but maybe he should have talked about them more.

“I know you miss them Kid. I do too. I miss them everyday, but you remind me of them. You’ve got the same face and spirit they had, so it’s like a little piece of ‘em is always with us. They’re in you.” Keigo’s grip tightened around his son’s shoulder and he left a comforting rub up and down his forearm.

“I know sayin all this isn’t going to bring them back, but just know they’re always in your heart and they loved you very much.”

“Thanks Dad.”

“No problem Kid. Just finish your ice cream and get to bed. I don’t want you late for school in the morning.”

His son nodded. Keigo stood from the island and ruffled the hair of his son before depositing his dirty spoon in the sink. Before he made it all the way to his bedroom a voice rang out behind him.

“I love you Dad.”

Keigo smiled softly. “Love you too Kid.”

#babylowrites #bnha #mha #hawks x gender neutral reader #hawks x gn!reader #bnha hawks #mha hawks #hawks headcanons #dad hawks #dad headcannons #bnha bakugou #mha bakugo #bakugou headcanons #dad bakugou #bnha deku #mha deku #midoriya headcanons #dad Izuku #bnha fluff #mha fluff #my hero academia #my hero headcanons #bnha denki #mha kaminari #dad Kaminari #denki headcanons

[boytouya]

I accidentally deleted the first ask and I can't remember all of it- ANYWAY I wanted to ask if you could perhaps write a bakugo x online male "friend". They have known each other for a couple of years and had kinda developed a crush on each other and decide meet for the first time, they spend the day hanging out, lots of teasing and flirting? Maybe when Bakugou gets back the squad is wondering what made him so happy? Have a lovely day/night, I really enjoy your writing!

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞

a/n: thank you honey! this is definitely one of my favorite oneshots!!!

Warnings: None!

BXMBKILLER sent you a message: Tf you at?

You were standing in front of a mirror for the past thirty minutes, flattening out your outfit and over analyzing your clothing choices. What if he didn’t like it? Online you were more confident, you were a better version of yourself who wasn’t afraid of anyone. What if he thought you were weird in person? Your outfit didn’t matter right now, you were meeting your best friend! The idea made bubbles erupt in your stomach. You’ve video chatted and sent pictures sometimes, you remember replaying voice messages from him for countless nights, but meeting in person was completely different.

You head out before you can consider staying inside. You and Katsuki agreed to meet at a spicy ramen shop. The air is chilly, wind passes through your clothes as you shiver and hug yourself. Should've brought a sweater.

BXMBKILLER sent you a message: Flakin on me asswipe?????

“Oh, shoot…” You whisper, pulling out your phone with cold fingers. You slowly type back “shut up bitch i’m on my way.” You stifle a laugh as people walk by before stopping in front of your local restaurant. At first you wanted to meet at the park and get some ice cream, but the weather wasn’t exactly on your side. The door chimes as you open it, looking around to find tufts of blonde facing away from you.

BXMBKILLER sent you a message: What did you just call me 😐

“A bitch.” You say, sliding into the booth farthest from the door, locking eyes with your best-totally-not-whipped-over-friend. His expression is unreadable, but best comparable to surprised. He was nursing a bowl of spicy ramen, another sitting across from him on your side. How sweet, he remembered your favorite type. Your heart beats against your ribcage. He’s so...stunning. Bright red-brown eyes that stare straight through you, eyebrows stuck together by his crease.

“Fix your face.” You laugh, leaning in to press your thumb to his forehead. He grunts, smacking your hand away with shaky hands. For the first time in forever he looks nervous. You want to kiss him.

“Don’t touch me with your weirdly soft hands.” Bakugo grumbles, splitting apart his chopsticks. They’re the same shade as his eyes, red and hypnotizing.

“Aw, ‘Tsuki! You think my hands are soft?”

“Fuck off,” Bakugo’s eyes widened just slightly after hearing the nickname. You’ve called him it before (over text) and he blocked you for about five minutes. You knew he wasn’t actually angry, but you didn’t know he spent the rest of the day thinking about the nickname and how sweet it’d sound actually coming from you. Katsuki pulls out his phone, typing with his right hand. Any other person and you would have been annoyed, but with him you didn’t mind. “You’re all…mushy and shit. Tryna tell me to fix my face when you look like you’re gonna puke.”

Your phone buzzes in your pocket.

BXMBKILLER sent you a message: You look like a fuckin idiot

He barks out an endearingly ugly laugh when you look at him after reading the message. Getting up from your side of the booth, you jump onto his side and smack his shoulder playfully.

“You look alright.”

“Just alright?”

“Just alright.” Bakugo averts his gaze.

The two of you decide to walk off the ramen, bumping shoulders as you walk around the park. Katsuki is a prepared person, he has a red scarf wrapped around his neck and a jacket for warmth. Your arms stay wrapped around your torso, and every time Katsuki’s hand bumps against your thigh you feel an overwhelming urge to hold it. Your teeth chatter with every gust of wind.

“Be cold quieter, wouldja? And stop walking in front of me!” Katsuki pulls the scarf away from your neck before wrapping it around yours. He moves your arm and grabs your hand, squeezing it. Your breath catches in your throat. He’s out of your league, way too good for you. The way he looks at you makes you think he can hear your thoughts. You want to kiss him.

“Never stop thinking, do you?” Bakugo speaks to you like he’s known you forever. It makes you feel love drunk and floaty. You want to kiss him. “I should walk you home.”

“You should also kiss me but you haven’t done that yet.” You mumble under your breath, watching Katsuki’s pace slow to a stop. His large hands grab your chin, forcing you to look at him. There’s a devilish grin on his face.

“Maybe on our second date.”

BXMBKILLER sent you a message: Bet on it.

Katsuki slams the door to his room, rolling his eyes as the anticipating group sitting on his bed. He’s unable to hide his grin as Mina, Sero, Denki and Kirishima turn their heads. Their smiles are wide and smug while Mina squeals about how he looks dopey.

“Sooooo, did you kiss him? Is that why you look so happy?” Denki says.

“Was he as cute as you thought?” Mina clasps her hands together.

“Shut your trap! Don’t doubt his looks, clearance rack!”

#🥞.katsuki!! #bakugo x male reader #katsuki bakugo x male reader #bakugou x male reader #mha x male reader #bnha x male reader #x male reader #anime x male reader #boku no hero x reader #bakugo x you

[sweetnsour1]

10:51

Fluff, Bakugou x female reader

“What’re you two doing in here? You said you’d be in front of the bar.”

You could hear the glare in his voice before you turned around.

“We’re in here because I can go where I want, Bakugou.”

“Yeah yeah, Raccoon Eyes. Not when you get my girl drunk for breakfast and then call me for a ride.” His glare shifted into a softer version when you turned around. You noticed he looked you up and down, causing you to get nervous like you were back in high school.

“It’s called brunch, you heathen.” Ashido muttered and stuck her tongue at him behind his back. He ignored her and stepped closer to you.

“You ready to go home, y/n?”

“Uh-“ your buzz was freezing your brain. Were you ogling him? His hair looked so soft? Why did he smell so good? Were you ready to go home with him? He was-

“Hey, you good?” He softly nudged your forehead with his own. He discreetly checked your pupils, but he was so close…you felt your face warm and-

“Mhmmmm, you’re just so hot.”

His eyebrow shot up and a smirk appeared. He chuckled and stepped back from you.

“I’m gonna have to take you to brunch more often.”

“Hellllllooooo, you assholes. I’m still here and we still haven’t picked out a present!” A pink hand waved in between your faces, but his amused expression didn’t change as he made room for Ashido to cut in front of him to pull you away.

“You really gotta do this now?”

Now that there was some space between you and Katsuki, your brain started to clear up a bit.

“Yes, now. We’re going over there tomorrow and I wanted to give them a present.”

“I just CANNOT believe there will be a little baby Dekravity!”

You laughed at your friend and Bakugou rolled his eyes.

“It’s about fuckin’ time. They’ve been talking about it long enough.”

“Oh yea? How about you two?”

“Nuh uh, we haven’t talked about that. No, definitely haven’t talked about that.” When you turned to Katsuki for confirmation, you realized he was gone. Had he wandered off?

Ashido hummed to herself while looking through the next section of teeny tiny hero onesies. You joined her and paused when you recognized one of the designs. The same orange and black that was in his half of the closet at home. It was hard to not smile at the idea of a baby Dynamight.

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Five min later, you were sat in his car with the best gift basket of baby Allmight items from the store. Bakugou had returned to you with the purchase in his arms, checked that Ashido was sober, and guided you out and into your seat.

You were so happy. Obviously, Deku and Ochako would love it. Katsuki always picked out the perfect presents for everyone. He had good taste. Your mind drifted back to the tiny gauntlets you had seen hanging at the store. Adorable.

“When we have kids…we’re having two or zero.”

“Huh?” Your eyes widened and you felt scared, but also… You suddenly felt very sober.

“We could have zero because I love you and have everything I want.” He squeezed your thigh with the hand that was already resting there. “We can’t have one because no kid should grow up alone. We could have two, if you want, because that’d be…everything I want and more.”

“Mmmm…I see.”

You knew he was watching you out of the corners of his eyes while he drove. He had obviously thought about this before today. You couldn’t help but smile at the idea of Katsuki taking the time to imagine a family with you.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“When we have kids, we’re having two or zero.”

He slid his hand higher up your leg and squeezed your thigh again. His smile was wide as he pulled into the garage. You wondered if you were maybe still a little buzzed. Your boyfriend really was so hot.

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#bakugou fluff #mha fluff #katsuki x y/n #bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha bakugou #mha katsuki #bakugou fic #mha drabbles #bakugou drabble

[xtodorcki]

“Mean but Soft,” MHA Headcanons

Tried finding a good gif, it didn’t work out but this one is cool

Summary: MHA boys as soft boyfriends.

Ship: Bakugou x Reader, Dabi x Reader, Todoroki x Reader. (Can’t think of anyone else atm)

Warnings: maybe hints of abuse

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Bakugou:

He may seem like an extreme hothead to everyone else but when it came down to you, he was extremely soft. He would always make sure you were top priority and make sure you were always healthy and happy above all.

As much as he hates to admit it in front of others, you knew just how to make him weak in the knees and how to make his heart flutter.

The way his hands would get sweaty when he would hold yours, panicking and focusing too hard on trying not to make his quirk activate when he did. He cherished you like you were a rare diamond and protected you like one.

He never expected to be so gentle and soft when it came to you but here he was, in your dorm room, cuddling you like the big teddy bear he is. His fingers would trace shapes on your back, he would every so often place gentle kisses on your face and even would remind you how important you are to him.

“I love you,” It had easily slipped off his tongue before he realized what he had said, making your eyes wide and you both stared at each other in shock.

“Hm, what was that Katsuki?” You teased him, making his face flush red as his hands began to sweat again.

He started to panic, not because he had slipped up those three words but because he thought you didn’t feel the same way. What he didn’t know was you were just testing to see if he would say it again.

“I... uh.” He began to stutter, keeping his red eyes on yours and you started to laugh at him.

“I love you.” This time he said it with a little more confidence, making a wide smile appear on your lips as you moved your hand to ruffle up his blonde hair.

“I love you, you hothead.” He rolled his eyes, his nerves beginning to die down as he pressed his lips to your cheek.

“I’m not a hot head.” He mumbled, his hand moving up to career your face and he took a deep breath, admiring you again.

“It’s okay, I still love it.”

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Todoroki:

Todoroki is a very closed up person, doesn’t like to show real emotion because he feels like he’ll be hurt in the long run.

But when it came to meeting you, it was quick. He’s never seen anyone take his wall down faster than you and soon enough he was showing emotion and giving you all the affection he could.

It wasn’t long until he gave you the full story of his family, the trauma and everything between. At first he was scared, he had that temptation to run away from you before he got hurt.

But you stuck around, you stayed put in place and gave him the love he never thought he needed. He’s never felt so much love from someone except you. The way you would praise him, the way you would make him feel special- he’s never felt that from his family.

Shit, he barely even laughs but you would have him laughing non stop. It was a crazy sight, to see him so vulnerable and open with you.

He would cuddle you so tight, afraid of letting go or you slipping from his grasp. He would remind you of all the reasons why he loves you, going into detail about each characteristic he loved.

Everyone looked on the outside of Todoroki, seeing how closed off he can be and how he wasn’t good at making friends nor being social.

But when he’s seen around you, he’s a completely different person- the opposite of himself, the better version of himself and he couldn’t be happier.

You even cherished and praised his fire quirk, letting him know how amazing it is and how his fire doesn’t define him as a person or as Endeavors son which is greatly appreciated constantly.

He would always take you out on cute dates. Todoroki is never the type to do this but when with you, the dates he would do would be so spontaneous. He would make sure you only have the best of the best, you deserved to be treated like royality and that’s what he did every single time.

The way his lips would be so soft and gentle when he kisses you whether it was on your lips or around your face, he would always be gentle. The way he would caress your cheeks and look deep into your eyes, savoring the moment and savoring the person before him.

He would be in complete awe staring at you, taking in every feature of your face and every freckle on your skin. He’s never been this deeply in love before.

he’s never felt this way with anyone.

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Dabi:

With Dabi, he would be a absolute hot head when you first meet him. He would act like he doesn’t care, act heartless and treats you like a stranger.

But when you stuck around more, he made him soften him. The way you would take care of him and his scars, making sure you made him feel special and like a real human being.

After that he began to fall.

He loved the way your fingertips would trace over his skin, being extra careful on his scars or the staples on his body. You would be so interested in them and in him.

“You’re adorable.” The endless compliments you would give him would have his heart flutter.

He hated how soft you could make him in an instant, the way his fire would get out of control when he was upset and you would be there holding him until he was calm.

He thought you were crazy, you could’ve easily gotten burned on multiple occasions but it never crossed your mind- all you thought about was keeping him safe and secure, making sure he knows that he’s loved.

The nightmares he would have, they easily turned into cute dreams of you when you laid next to him in bed. The way he hated being touched but wanted you all over him, touching him in some way whether it was your arm pressed against his or not, he needed your touch.

People would warn you all the time.

“Dabi is bad news.”

“Dabi doesn’t love you.”

“He’s using you.”

But when you walk inside your apartment, Dabi waiting for you on the couch or in bed ready to cuddle- you would think otherwise.

He always went out of his way to show you that you were special. You never could’ve imagined a villain being such a softy like he is with you but you were always grateful for his big embraces and his lips on your skin.

It was addicting and even if he was bad news and even if he wasn’t good for you.

You still came crawling back for more.

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These are short but I wanted to do a headcanon 🥺

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[xoxo-teddybear]

Besties - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader ft. Kirishima

Warnings: Fluff, Crack, Good Times, BESTIE VIBES ONLY

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Summary: Being Bakugou’s girlfriend, you had to get used to his jealousy. Even though you got used to it, you still chose to not deal with it and so you became close friends with the one guy he could trust. Eijirou Kirishima. Here’s how it worked out.

A/N: For the sake of the fic, Jirou and Kaminari are dating

So we all know how Bakugou and Kirishima’s friendship works but I headcanon Y/N (or this story’s version of Y/N) and Kirishima to have a friendship very VERY similar to André Harris and Tori Vega from the show, Victorious. Bakugou liked the fact that his best friend and girlfriend got along so well ESPECIALLY since he wouldn’t have to worry about other guys that Y/N would become friends with. He could trust Eijirou to stay just friends with Y/N and the friendship became ridiculously hilarious.

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[Y /N] *Ripped Kirishima’s Red Riot poster* Oh Shit! *Runs to common rooms and hides in the crowd, casually talking to other friends*

[Kirishima] *Walks in* You!

[Y/N] *high pitch scream* Katsuki!

[Kirishima and Y/N] *Arguing*

[Katsuki] *Runs in* Woah, woah, woah! What the fuck is happening?!

[Kirishima] Can I talk to Y/N for a sec bro?!

[Y/N] I don’t have to talk to you about anything!

[Kirishima] Oh I think you do! *Picks Y/N up over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes*

[Y/N] Let me go! *swinging arms and legs around*

[Kirishima] Don’t make a scene, Don’t make a scene

[Y/N] Suki! Help me!

[Katsuki] *Laughing his ass off*

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[Y/N] *Walking up towards Katsuki and Kirishima moving shoulders and smiling* Heyyyy~

[Katsuki] *Pulling in Y/N with one arm and pecking her temple* Hey babe

[Kirishima] What’s the big news?

[Y/N] How’d you know I had big news?

[Kirishima] ‘Cuz whenever you got big news, this is how you approach someone. *Backs up a little and re-enacts Y/N’s walk* “Heyyyy~”

[Y/N] I don’t do that when I have big news

[Katsuki] Do you have big news?

[Y/N] .....yes

[Katsuki and Kirishima] *Laughs*

[Sero] Yo Bakugou! We got extra training with Aizawa! Let’s go!

[Katsuki] Okay! Later Shitty Hair, See ya babe *pecks your lips and runs off*

[Kirishima] So what’s the big news?

[Y/N] *explains*

[Kirishima] Oh my chiz!

[Y/N] I know right! Ouu let’s go tell those guys over there! *points towards group of kids and begins to walk*

[Kirishima] Wait wait wait *pulls Y/N back* We gotta do this the right way *smiles*

[Y/N] *Smiles and Nods head*

[Kirishima and Y/N] *Walks up to group moving shoulders and smiling* Heyyyy~

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[Kirishima and Y/N] *Chilling at the Kitchen Island*

[Kirishima] *frustrated with something*

[Y/N] Hey...Hey look at me

[Kirishima] Noooooo

[Y/N] Look at me

[Kirishima] *Sighs* What is it cuz I’m not in the greatest moo- *looks up at Y/N*

[Y/N] *Shoots Kirishima with Nerf Gun as he’s talking and hits him right in the middle of his forehead for the 6th time in a row* WooHooo!! Oh yeaaahhh six fa sixxxxx *does a little dance in her chair*

[Katsuki] *laying on the common room couch* BABBYYYYYYYYY

[Y/N] *Walks to Bakugou* You finally awake babe? What do you need?

[Katsuki] Can you get me some water? *baby pouts at her*

[Y/N] Heh, sure. *gets water and gives it to Katsuki*

[Katsuki] *Drinks water and goes to sleep again*

[Y/N] *Walks back to seat infront of Kirishima and gets hit with Nerf Bullet*

[Kirishima] WOMP! *puts two fist in the air in victory and then does a little dance*

[Y/N] *Softly laughs*

[Kirishima] Like that?

[Y/N] *Laughs and claps hands softly* Moreee

[Kirishima] *Laughs and stops dancing*

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[Kirishima] *Busts into Common Rooms during Y/N and Bakugou’s movie night* GUYS I NEED HELP!

[Katsuki] *Pauses movie* Aren’t you supposed to be at Kiyoko’s Birthday Party?

[Kirishima] Yes! I’m supposed to be at her birthday party! I’m supposed to be her date for that party! And I’m supposed to like her! But I don’t like that spoiled girl at all! Not even a little *picks up pillow and hits the couch with it at every upcoming word* And I *hit* don’t know what *hit* to do! *hit*

[Y/N] *Offers out bowl* .....Want some Mashed Potatoes?

[Kirishima] No I don’t want any- .....Gimme da bowl *takes bowl and walks to other side*

[Y/N] Okay, why are you with this girl if you don’t even like her?!

[Kirishima] Because of her daddy *eats*

[Katsuki] Who’s her daddy?

[Kirishima] *Speaks with stuffed mouth* Hawks

[Katsuki and Y/N] What?!?!! Hawks?!?

[Kirishima] Mhm!

[Y/N] Oh my god, he’s the number 2 hero!

[Kirishima] I know that! You don’t think I know that? If that man likes me and thinks I’m good enough he could hook me up with a spot in his agency as an intern. Why else do you think I’m dating his grumped up, crazy faced daughter?!

[Y/N] *stares in shock* that is terrible!

[Kirishima] I know! That’s why I’m upset! *takes spoonful bite of mashed potatoes* ‘Cuz I know, what I’m doing is wrong! 😭 .....are these potatoes hand mashed?

[Y/N] Yeah, why?

[Kirishima] They’re lumpy

[Y/N] *stares in offense*

[Kirishima] If you gon hand mash em, you gotta get up in there! Get out them lumps! *sadly uses fork to mash up potatoes even more*

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[Kirishima] *Banging on Y/N’s dorm room door at 4 in the morning*

[Y/N] *Tiredly getting out of Bakugou’s arms and opening the door* Kiri?

[Kirishima] Did you get my texts?!

[Y/N] Yes, why do you think I’m standing here at 4 in the morning?

[Kirishima] I’m tripping out Y/N! I’m tripping out!!😭

[Y/N] *sighs* Alright, just come in

[Katsuki] *Wakes up* Ugh shitty hair, whats your deal?

[Kirishima] *frantically walks through the door* Go make coco!

[Y/N] I’m not making coco! *shuts door*

[Kirishima] ARGHHH-OWWW *rubs his temples as he flops onto Y/N’s bed at Katsuki’s feet*

[Katsuki] Geez man *tiredly rubs face*

[Y/N] What is wrong with you?

[Kirishima] *hesitates* I-...I think I’m in love with Jirou

[Katsuki and Y/N] *Eyes go wide and jaws drop*

[Y/N] *slowly shaking head up and down*...I’ll go make the coco... *stares as Kirishima in shock as she backs up to the door slowly*

[Kirishima] *Mouthing “I don’t know” with distressed look and shrugged shoulders*

[Y/N] *slowly but quickly leaves dorm room*

*Timeskip - Bakugou, Y/N, and Kirishima are all sitting on Y/N’s bed with their backs against the wall holding cups of coco*

[Y/N] You think you’re in love?....With Jirou?

[Kirishima] ....I think so..

[Katsuki] Okay, what happened tonight?

[Kirishima] I don’t know..we were just in gym gamma, working together, all night, and then we took a break and she played music and started singing and I sang with her. Then she showed me a song she’s been working on and I offered to help and then she started singing again and she just looked so...pretty and sweet

[Y/N] Okay but dude, you can’t love Jirou!

[Kirishima] You think I don’t know that?! Kaminari is one of my best friends and I would never try and move in on a friend’s girl. Uh-Uh, I don’t play that way.

[Katsuki] Good! So just..forget about this-

[Kirishima] I CANT! ARGH-OW *distressfully rubs temples*

[Y/N] Well why can’t you?

[Kirishima] Alright, you see. Ever since I was little I could never hold my emotions in. I could never keep my feelings inside, even if I want to, I just can’t. I always had to be honest with myself and let it out. Or else I get wonky in the head! *Rubs temples*

[Y/N] Okay-

[Kirishima] I- *broken sobs*

[Y/N] Okay-

[Kirishima] Argh- *broken sobs*

[Y/N] *Rubbing Kiri’s shoulder* Shhh-

[Kirishima] I don’t even- *broken sobs and shaking head*

[Y/N] Shhh. Listen. I don’t think you’re in love with Jirou.

[Kirishima] You don’t?

[Y/N] No. You guys were just there..together..alone, late. And you were tired.

[Kirishima] Yeah..tired, we were tired. That’s true.

[Y/N] And you guys were listening to music and singing songs..and so you felt emotional.

[Kirishima] Yeah! I did!

[Y/N] But by tomorrow, you’ll be fine again!

[Kirishima] Yeah! I bet I will!

[Katsuki, Y/N, and Kirishima] *Slowly raises coco cups to their mouths to take a sip simultaneously*

[Kirishima] This coco is good!

[Y/N] *Nodding her head* It’s from Belgium.

[Kirishima] Must be why

[Y/N] *Nodding her head* Mhm

[Katsuki, Y/N, and Kirishima] *All simultaneously taking another sip*

[Katsuki] .....Shitty hair..

[Kirishima] ...Yeah bro?

[Katsuki] ....Get out so I can cuddle my girlfriend and go to sleep

[Kirishima] .....Okay bro

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[shotorozu]

OKOK I WAS READING THESE HQ THREADS THEN I SAW IT ON TIKTOK (IF THAT MAKES SENSE) Basically you ask ur bf for these feminine products that don’t exist (ex: coochie cleaner 3000) IM SORRY LMFAOO I WAS WONDERING IF U CAN DO BAKUGOU,SHINSO AND A CHARACTER OF UR CHOICE,HERES THE TT DONT MIND MY PROFILE THAT WILL MOST LIKELY SHOW UP IF U COPY N PASTE THE LINK https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMe6U22uM/

getting non-existent feminine products

(tiktok prank)

character(s) : amajiki tamaki, bakugou katsuki, shinsou hitoshi (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] afab! reader, but they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : crack, fluff (x reader)

note(s) : i choose tamaki because i’ve been lacking with him lately but NWNDNWKX please this trend is so funny 💀

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amajiki tamaki

the fact that he even has to get you feminine products was enough to make him blush

yeah, even though he had to get you feminine products in the past— he’s still quite shy about getting them in the grocery store (it’s the stares, not the concept)

WHAT MORE WHEN YOU DECIDED TO PRANK HIM?? poor tamaki

“tamaki, could you buy me more feminine products?” and he stops in his tracks, and a blush spreads on his cheeks “s-sure. what do you want me to get?”

“cooch pouch version 2.”

he blinks, and it looks like he has to pass out, “c-come again?”

“cooch pouch version 2. it’s in purple and pink packaging, tama!” the fact that you’re not even the slightest bit of embarrassed, makes him shake.

“okay, bunny. just stay here.” he sighs, and gets out of the car— and that’s when tamaki set off to get you ‘cooch pouch version 2’

he was looking around the feminine product isle, and he was literally about to ditch everything, run back to the car and cry himself to sleep, when he couldn’t find ‘cooch pouch version 2’

“may i help you, sir?” an employee finally decides to offer their services, when they noticed that tamaki was stuck in the isle for quite sometime.

okay tamaki. you’re a part of UA’s big three. there’s no need to be nervous because of this. he reassured himself first, before asking “d-do you have c-cooch pouch version 2?”

the employee blinks, “uh. cooch pouch version 2?” they ask again, and tamaki— very reluctantly, nods.

the walk back to the car felt shameful. “so? did you find it?” you discreetly film his reaction, and he shakes his head, absolutely mortified

“they,, didn’t have it.” tamaki whispers, a very aggressive blush on his face was evident. “i’m so sorry, bunny. they were nice, and i really tried—��

you just laugh. “no, it’s okay tamaki. you don’t have to look anymore.” you reassure him, patting him on the shoulder

you had to reassure him on your way back home 💀 he was just so mortified. you just agree to yourself that you’re never going to do that again

but on the brighter side, the tiktok did well, gathering 800k likes and 2.5M views. the comments were laughing at him, but they also felt REALLY bad

bakugou katsuki

katsuki’s already your errand boy, when it came to feminine products. he’s practically desensitized to it. even though he acts like he’s so annoyed by it

he’s so confused when he hears ‘super jumbo tampon deluxe; ribboned edition.’ and he’d like to say that he isn’t judging you

but he is, and it’s hard. “the hell’s that?? what are you even putting down there??” and you chuckle at his reaction

“don’t tell me you’re wussing out— on feminine products,” you tease, and he knows that. but he still rolls his eyes

“shut up. i’ll go get them, you’ll see.” he claims, opening the car door and marching off the to store

when he enters the feminine products section, he practically scans every single row for the packaging that has super jumbo tampon deluxe; ribboned edition on it’s front

but then there’s none. so then, that’s when his ruby red irises scan again, and again.

and of course, katsuki radiates intimidating energy— so no one dared on asking him what he was looking for especially in the feminine products section

katsuki— wanting to find the product, hesitates on asking for help, but he does anyway.

the employees blink, but they don’t want to question his motives— the expression on his face was enough to make them search the entire isle

afterwards, katsuki angrily marches back to the car— a slight blush showcased on his cheeks, most likely coming from shame

“so?” you have your phone in one hand, but it’s not very obvious that you’re filming him. “did you get it?”

“you.” he opens the car door, and slides right in, “you. humiliated. me.”

you laugh at his expression, “so i’m guessing that’s a no?”

“DUMBASS, SUPER JUMBO TAMPON DELUXE; RIBBONED EDITION DOESN’T EVEN EXIST. I LOOKED LIKE A FOOL.” he exclaims, irritated and humiliated by the entire encounter

and when you revealed that it was a prank, he,, wasn’t very pleased.

katsuki takes away your kissing privileges, and he’s in a rather silent mood for the rest of the day— but he says he’ll forget about it, if you’ll cook him dinner

you posted the tiktok after you got home, and everyone just assumed you passed away in the hands of your boyfriend 💀 at least you’re tiktok famous now

shinsou hitoshi

again, also very desensitized to the idea of getting you feminine products— since, it’s not something that you can CONTROL freely

and he’s not in the right place to judge you anyway

he won’t make a big deal out of it, hitoshi will just get your products, and then camouflage it with things from the snack isle

so, hitoshi’s questioning you— when you asked him to buy ‘urethra padding cleanser’ since he’s also familiar with the feminine products isle

he wasn’t aware on what THAT even was, it’s pretty obvious— due to the fact that his eyes were wide like saucers.

“kitten, do you need to go to the doctor?” he asks— he’s half joking, but he’s also half serious because wtf is a urethra padding cleanser??

“no,” you shake your head, “you said you wouldn’t judge.” you fein being bashful, and this seems enough to trick him

“right, sorry kitten. it’s just very concerning that you’d need something like that”

you blink, and he raises his hands up in defeat “i’ll,, try to find it.” even though he isn’t very convinced that he’d find it

he enters the isle, and he scans every single row— and to no one’s surprise, he can’t find it

hitoshi decides to look around again, and when he turns around— there’s a clerk there, smiling at him, and also at his assistance

“hello! do you need help in finding something?”

thank you, store employee. he’s glad he doesn’t have to ask “i,, guess you could say that. uh, does this store have a ‘urethra padding cleanser’?”

the store clerk looks at him like he’s gone mad. “uh,” they look through the isle once again, “i’ll be right back, we’ll need some assistance.”

it doesn’t take long for him to realize that ‘urethra padding cleanser’ doesn’t. even. exist.

he decides that it’s probably best for him to buy some snacks— because leaving the store empty handed feels weird to him.

the tall man apologizes to the staff as he leaves, and the walk back to the car is basically one long walk of shame

“it doesn’t exist,” hitoshi’s quick to say, placing the snacks in your lap— “urethra padding cleanser doesn’t exist. i should’ve trusted my gut.”

you snicker, and you’re glad that you’re filming his reaction— because the look on his face is just priceless. “did you ask for help?”

“i did, actually. they looked at me like i was on some weird shit,” he turns his head, and he’s now facing you “i’m never doing that again.” even though he actually goes back your next cycle, and gets you everything

when you finished recording the tiktok— and also when you revealed that it was all a prank, hitoshi looks SO done

“who would’ve guessed,” he sighs, laying his head on your shoulder “you got there, Y/N. i’ll give you that.” and you’re lowkey lucky that he loves you a lot to not even care 💀

you upload the tiktok in the following hours, and it does great. the comments were mostly laughing at his reaction at the end and they were also sympathetic for him

it somehow managed to get to kaminari’s fyp— considering that he sent you a video of him laughing hysterically the tiktok 🗿

needless to say, hitoshi will ask you if it IS a real product, the next time you make him buy products with,, weird and questionable names

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