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After officially sobbing my eyes out at the newest MHA episode, pls save me by dropping amazing fanfics in the chat. I’ve binge-read every @pollypenname fanfic and I need MORE MORE MORE.
SO we all know how much Katsuki Bakugo loves giving his classmates nicknames, but I’m having a hard time coming up with a nickname he’d give my OC. Suggestions would be MUCH LOVED PLEASE.
Also, they’re pretty friendly with each other even though he won’t admit it… typical Bakugo. Kirishima calls her Ems.
Here’s my girl Emi:
Shooting for Mercury | e. kirishima Teaser
Chapter Seventeen : Bird Brained Deal
Teaser word count: 1,573
Posted on Wattpad and AO3
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“You’re telling me he didn’t even let you guys leave the office?” Jiro asked Bakugo and Emi, her disbelief evident as she and the others gathered in the common room, eager to hear about the patrol. They were met with a less-than-thrilling update.
“Nope, and now my eyes are killing me from staring at the computer screen for hours,” Emi complained, rubbing her eyes wearily. Kirishima, ever the comforter, was gently massaging her neck as she sat on the floor between his legs.
“That guy is a real jerk,” Bakugo growled, shooting a sidelong glance at Tokoyami. “I don’t get how you liked him, but Emi and I definitely don’t.”
“Well, my first meeting with him turned into an interrogation,” Tokoyami said, shaking his head in frustration. “Maybe things will improve with time.”
“That’s exactly what happened,” Bakugo said, sitting up straighter with realization. “He had me leave the room, and when I came back, Emi was being interrogated alone.”
Kirishima’s ears perked up, and concern washed over his face. He leaned forward, peering around Emi to ask, “Wait, he interrogated you alone? Are you okay?”
Emi offered a reassuring smile and patted his face. “It was just a few questions. I wouldn’t call it a full interrogation. Besides, I know how to handle an egomaniac. We deal with Bakugo every day.”
“YOU SHUT UP!” Bakugo bellowed, his frustration palpable. “I was all set to come back and defend you, but let’s see if I feel the same way next time.”
“Aw, Bakugo, you softie!” Emi teased, placing a hand over her heart with dramatic flair. “You really do have feelings!”
Bakugo muttered something under his breath, then abruptly stood and stormed out of the room. Emi and the rest of their classmates burst into laughter, watching as he left the room, steam practically rising from his head.
Kirishima rested his head on Emi's, his smile warm as he asked, "Do you want to talk to Aizawa about what happened today? Maybe see if you can switch your Pro Hero?"
"No, I think I can handle Hawks," Emi replied. "Besides, he might actually be useful." She kept quiet about the deal she’d made and her reasons for staying with Hawks. If Kirishima knew, he’d probably offer to help, but she didn’t want him to be in danger if things went wrong. This was her responsibility alone.
"So, who’s up for patrols next?" Shoto asked. Kirishima and Sero both raised their hands.
As the group buzzed with excitement over their upcoming patrols and schedules, Kirishima gently scooped Emi up and settled her on his lap. She felt a rush of warmth and knew she was blushing. Kirishima looked up at her, his eyes twinkling, and asked, "Ems, after my first patrol, would you like to go on a date with me?"
Emi’s grin widened as she nodded eagerly. “Absolutely! What do you have in mind?”
Kirishima leaned in, his voice dropping to a playful whisper. “That’s a surprise,” he murmured before pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. “Can’t spill all my secrets, now can I?”
Emi giggled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Ooh, do you have a special signature move or something I don’t know about?”
“Maybe, maybe not. You’ll just have to be patient and see,” Kirishima replied, his breath warm and tickling her skin as he nuzzled his nose against her neck.
“Um, guys, you do realize we’re all still sitting here, right?” Hagakure’s voice broke through, and Emi glanced around to see their friends either looking away or grinning with amusement.
Kirishima shrugged, his tone nonchalant. “I don’t care.” Emi burst into laughter, giving him a playful shove.
“Sorry, I guess someone’s a little extra needy after my first patrol,” Emi teased, only to squeal as Kirishima began tickling her sides.
“Okay, I’m gonna go throw up now,” Sero announced, standing up and pretending to gag dramatically.
Emi gave Kirishima another playful push, wagging her finger at him in mock disapproval. “Behave,” she warned, causing him to pout exaggeratedly in response.
“If you two are going to be all over each other, take it upstairs, lovebirds,” Uraraka joked with a wink at Emi.
“Sounds like a great idea,” Kirishima replied, grabbing Emi’s hand and pulling her off the couch. “After you, m’lady.”
“Why, thank you, kind sir,” Emi responded with a laugh, giving a theatrical bow to their friends.
As they made their way to the stairs, Ida called out, “Keep your door open and please obey the rules!” The room erupted in laughter, everyone teasing Mr. Class Rep with playful jabs.
Kirishima barely registered their friends’ laughter as he practically pulled Emi up the stairs, his urgency barely contained. When he nuzzled her neck, the intoxicating blend of lavender and vanilla made his head spin, heightening his desire to kiss her. The scent wrapped around him, intensifying his longing to be as close to her as possible. Despite her frequent updates during her patrol, he had been anxious the entire time she was away.
He guided her into her room and shut the door with a firm, decisive push. “Why do we always end up in my room?” Emi asked with a teasing giggle.
“My room’s a disaster. Yours is warm and inviting,” Kirishima said with a grin, locking the door behind him. “It’s really that simple.”
Emi’s heart raced as she faced him, a nervous knot forming in her stomach like a hot stone. Kirishima’s intense gaze made her feel both thrilled and vulnerable, her instinct to retreat battling with her desire to stay.
“Oh, I have a plan,” Kirishima said, his voice low and playful as he closed the distance between them, his hands finding her hips. “But only if you give me the green light.”
“I don’t know that I’d ever give you a red light.” Emi told him, her breath already hitching in her throat. After she spoke, Kirishima’s lips crashed into hers. She opened her mouth at the contact, letting loose an accidental moan as she melted into his body.
Kirishima took that chance to slip his tongue past her lips, feeling as though he needed to explore every inch of her mouth. He could feel her hands grab onto the back of his shirt tightly, pulling him in as close as possible. God, he could do this every second of every day, he thought. Her lips tasted like cola, and the sweet noises she was making were sending him over the edge.
Emi had lost all sense of self, wondering if she might burst into flames at any moment. Every second that Kirishima took to pull away for a breath she felt cold until his lips returned to hers. They stumbled back towards the bed, with Kirishima taking a seat and pulling her onto his lap, straddling him.
“If you want me to stop-” he spoke between kisses, “-tell me when.”
She could only nod, unable to form a coherent sentence. Emi knew they should stop at some point, but the devil on her shoulder pleaded for more. His lips crashed into hers again, this time sloppier and more passionate.
Kirishima moved his hand to the back of her neck, using a light grip to keep her close. He was practically panting like a dog every time her lips parted for his tongue. He couldn’t believe how insane she was making him feel but he wouldn’t be able to stop himself if they kept going. Kirishima pulled away one final time, trying to calm the blood rushing to his south, and took a deep breath.
“You’re amazing,” Emi whispered, her voice tender as she brushed a stray strand of hair from Kirishima’s face. Her lips were flushed and slightly swollen, a small indent on her lower lip from his nibbles between kisses. She was so captivated by him, but he wished she could see herself in a mirror to understand just how amazing she truly was.
“I think you might be talking about yourself, sweetheart,” Kirishima replied softly, his fingers gently caressing the back of her neck, his thumb making slow, soothing circles on her skin. “You drive me absolutely crazy.”
“Then why’d you pull away?” Emi’s lips formed a slight pout, and she couldn’t help but let self-doubt creep in. Did her kissing not meet his expectations? Did her breath smell?
“Don’t start second-guessing yourself,” Kirishima said, tapping her gently on the temple, as if he could read her thoughts. “I had to stop for my own sake. If we’d kept going, I’m not sure what I would have done.”
“Oh,” Emi murmured, a blush creeping across her cheeks as she glanced down at where their hips were pressed together. “That makes sense. Does it hurt?”
“Not yet,” Kirishima chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “But if you keep kissing me like that, it might.” His laughter was contagious, and Emi couldn’t help but giggle along with him. “I told you nothing would go further until you gave the word, and I meant it. Your comfort is my top priority, Ems.”
Emi kissed him again, softer this time. A show of appreciation and affection. She thought he deserved the world and more with how amazing he treated her, and she wondered how she got so lucky. Kirishima had been one of the best things to happen to her within the past year and for that, she thanked whatever God was out there.
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one-time thing (bakugo x reader)
ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP !femreader when you run into bakugo at denki's house party and do some... physical activity in the bathroom. but you swear it's just a one-time thing considering you'd never met before WARNINGS: swearing, NSFW, sexually explicit content, oral (f receiving), smut, y'know the usual ◦ ◡ ◠ word count: 2,328 A/N: might become a full fic... we'll see how posting a lil bit on tumblr goes first ;P Also, I'm still very new to writing smut so bear with me, and feel free to offer suggestions!
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The house was a maze, mostly because of the crowd, so you ventured up the stairs where it was quieter to find a restroom. The more steps you took upward, the more you realized how buzzed you were. Finally, you could see a door open to a bathroom, and you quickly shut yourself inside. You turned the tap on to splash water on your face, only to be suddenly sprayed.
“Fuck, stupid faucet.” you cursed, running your hands over your now-soaked top. You'd barely turned it on full blast. Luckily, you looked in the cabinet and found a hair dryer. Removing your shirt and laying it over the towel rod, you turned the hair dryer on to hopefully salvage your top.
As you continued cursing under your breath, you heard a knock at the door. “Someone’s in here!” you shouted over the dryer.
Then the door knob turned. Fuck, thought it was locked. You scrambled to grab your shirt and cover yourself before a man stepped into the bathroom.
“Everything okay in here?” The voice was low and rough, sending a shiver down your spine. A blonde man stepped through the doorway, his red-colored eyes meeting yours.
“I’m fine, just had a spill.” you rushed out, still attempting to cover your bra.
“Saw you rush up here, albeit stumbling, and wanted to check.” He told you, still standing in the doorway as if he was unfazed by the state you were in.
Truth be told, Bakugo was a bit buzzed himself, and the sight of a pretty girl in front of him was enough to set his senses on fire. You were blushing, making you look even cuter, and he found himself struggling to not look at where your hands were holding your shirt so as not to expose herself. A daring question sat heavy in the back of his mind as he took a step towards you.
“What are you doing?” your words came out stuttering as the man stepped closer. You were very aware of the state you were in, and on top of that, your friends' words rang in your mind. ‘The boys will be all over you’ they'd said. While the man before you was very easy on the eyes, okay maybe more than easy on the eyes, you were feeling unsure about the predicament you found yourself in.
“What do you want me to do?” He asked you, his voice low and causing your face to flush. How could he be so forward? You hadn’t been touched in years, not since your last fling, and now some random guy was making your body heat up like you were sitting in boiling water.
“I-I don’t know.” That was all you could say. Bakugo took note of how flustered you were getting and wondered if you were a virgin.
“Pretty girl, alone in a bathroom at a party, shirt already off.” He trailed on, glancing to where your hands held your shirt firmly. “I saw you at the bar from outside, couldn’t take my eyes off you and even then, you were fully clothed.”
Your breath hitched in your throat as he continued to stalk closer. Were you seriously getting flustered by a man you ran into in the bathroom? Damn, you really were touch starved.
“Y’know, one could see this a sexual assault.” You told him, and he paused where he was, hesitating. “But, seeing as I have just enough alcohol to make poor decisions but know what I’m doing and you are really hot...”
At the sight of the teasing smirk on your face, Bakugo grabbed your cheeks and pulled you in, his lips crashing into yours. Dammit, he didn’t care if he never saw you again, you were hot, and he was needy. With his forceful actions, he heard you moan into his mouth, setting fireworks off in his brain. It was the prettiest sound he’d ever heard in his life.
You were shocked at how he was acting, so confident and straightforward; but you were more shocked by how you were letting it happen. Hell, he was attractive and knew what he wanted. The perfect one-night stand in your book. You let loose a moan again as he backed you up against the glass shower wall before he reached one hand inside to start the water.
“What are you-” you started to ask.
“So, no one can hear how hard I’m about to fuck you.” The tone of his words sent heat straight to your core. This time, you smashed your lips into his, the heat sending signals to your brain that you wanted more.
Bakugo grabbed the shirt from your hands, tossing it aside quickly to take in your lacy bra. God, your body was perfect. He wasted no time in pressing kisses to your neck, giving rough bites before seeing the hickies he was leaving behind. Even if you didn’t share your names before leaving tonight, he wanted you to remember everything that had happened. When he nibbled at the soft spot between your collar bone and neck, you whimpered, and he could have came just from the sound.
You made quick work of his shirt, gripping the bottom of it as he allowed you to pull it over his head. Your hands met his torso, where strong muscles ripped under your touch. Between his biceps and abs, you were pretty sure he could lift you up to fuck you if he wanted to. You grabbed for the buckle on his pants, but his hands stopped you.
Before you could try again, Bakugo kneeled in front of you, noticing how you tried to hide your surprised look. As he palmed your thighs, he marveled at how soft your skin was before placing kisses on the inside. “Stop teasing,” you warned through a gasp, making him smirk. Bakugo lifted your skirt just enough and inhaled sharply. You weren’t wearing any underwear.
“Fuck, it’s like you were waiting for me.” He spoke.
“What makes you think I was waiting for you, Mr. Big Ego?” you managed to tease, even though you were pretty sure you had no room to talk since you were letting a stranger see you in all your glory.
“Trust me. After this, you’ll be happy it was me who found you.” He smirked up at you from below, a sight that sent you spiraling, before he quite literally dove off the deep end.
As Bakugo pressed his mouth between your legs, his tongue giving a quick lick, he felt your legs quiver as a loud moan escaped you. Fuck, you tasted like heaven on his tongue. Bakugo gave you no time to recuperate from his initial contact, immediately beginning to devour you.
While his tongue licked up and down your folds, you were fighting to hold in your pleasure-filled noises. He knew what he was doing, and your legs were already shaking from him having barely done anything. “Holy... holy shit.” you breathed out, reaching your hand down to let your fingers twist in his hair. His tongue found your clit, taking it in his mouth quickly like a man starved, sending electricity through your body. “If you don’t stop...”
“I want you to cum on my face first, sweetheart.” His voice was muffled, but his words had an impact on you nonetheless. Soon after his request, you felt him tease your entrance with his fingers, almost sending you right over the edge. “Are you going to cum on my fingers? Or should I continue to just use my mouth?”
“P-please, fuck me with your fingers.” you whimpered, bucking your hips with desire. “I want to c-cum.”
Bakugo smirked as he slid two fingers past your entrance, feeling your tight walls clench around them. He was now silently hoping you were on birth control so he could feel it on his cock in a minute. His mouth found your clit again, sucking and nibbling at the bud as he began to pump two fingers in and out of you.
He could tell you were close; you'd stopped talking at this point and your hips began to spasm as your knees shook. With the fervent need to taste you, he continued drilling into you as he became relentless on your clit.
“Fuck, yes cum f’ me.” He demanded, and you felt that chord within you snap. His free arm wrapped around your leg to hold you up as you gave in, riding out your orgasm with his face still between your legs.
When you felt like you could breathe again, you let out a shaky, “Holy fuck.”
But before you could say anything else, he stood up and kissed you before he even wiped off his mouth. you could taste herself on his lips and the thought drove you wild. you let his tongue tease yours in your mouth as he finally allowed you to begin unbuckling his belt. He helped you get it off before unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down himself, along with his boxers.
Bakugo noticed how your red-tinged cheeks became even more prominent once your gaze met his dick. He placed his hands on his hip with a smirk, asking, “Do you like what you see?”
you could feel your walls clenching at the sight of him. Forget the orgasm you just had, you wanted him inside of you right now. “Shut up and fuck me. I’m on birth control so just get on with it.” you demanded, sounding needy, and he responded quickly.
He grabbed your thighs and lifted you off the ground, pushing you against the glass shower wall once again and wrapping your legs around his waist. With one hand holding you, he pumped himself a couple of times with the other before positioning himself at your entrance. “Don’t forget, you asked for this.” He whispered as he buried his face in your neck before plunging himself into you without hesitation.
Bakugo swore to heaven and hell once he felt your walls tighten around him in response. It was too good, and he found himself teetering on the edge already. Thank the universe you were on birth control so he could feel every inch of you swallowing him. He felt your previous orgasm covering his dick, making it easier to begin sliding in and out of you. Each time he pulled out and entered again he shivered at the pleasure building up in his body.
you were a mess at this point. His dick felt too good inside of you to even be real; you couldn’t help the noises that escaped your mouth as his hips thrust into yours while he sucked on your neck, no doubt leaving more marks for you to find tomorrow. “I-if you keep fucking me like that, you’re gonna make me cum again.” you whined, while he only continued to drive himself further into you, hitting all the right spots.
“Let me feel you cum on me. P-please, cum with me inside of you.” He groaned into your skin as he began moving his hips faster, snapping into yours with force.
The next time he bit down on your neck, you felt a wave of pleasure crash over you again, drowning you in your release.
Bakugo felt your walls clamp around him, sending him over the edge with you. His cock strained with his orgasm as he pumped deeper into you, filling you to the brim as he came. He felt like it was the longest orgasm he’d ever had, maybe even never-ending as he panted into your neck. While he was a little embarrassed at how long he’d lasted, it just felt too damn good.
“Holy shit,” you said while trying to catch your breath. Bakugo could only nod in agreement, at a loss for words from what he’d just experienced.
When he pulled out and gently set you back on her feet, you swayed a little bit before feeling his arms catch you. “That was...” He panted; his eyes half-lidded as he looked at you. For a moment, you wished you had asked his name, but then deemed it too complicated realizing you would probably never see him again.
“Do you think anyone heard?” you asked him as you became aware of where you were and who all could be around.
“With how loud your mouth was, I'm sure they did.” Bakugo teased while grabbing a washcloth to wipe himself clean before handing it to you so you could do the same. “I wouldn’t be surprised if we went back downstairs and found that people were staring.”
“For what it’s worth, I don’t normally do this. You caught me in a time of need.” you tried explaining away the fact that you'd just done something dirty in someone else’s bathroom. However, you didn’t regret it one bit, as your body still felt more satisfied than it had ever been.
“Don’t worry about it.” He smiled at you as he shrugged. “I don’t normally do this type of thing either.”
Before you could muster up the courage to ask his name, you heard your phone buzzing wildly from the counter. When you grabbed it, you read numerous text messages from your friends, all asking where you'd gone. “Well, we better get back to the party. Do you want to go out first and I’ll wait or vice versa?”
Bakugo fought internally with himself, trying to decide if it was worth it to ask for your number. He wanted to see you again, do this with you again, but from the way you had talked, he got the hint that you wanted it to be written off experience. “You go ahead, I’ll clean myself up better before I come out.”
you nodded, reaching for the doorknob but pausing. “If you have any desire to find me after this, my name is y/n. y/n l/n.” And before he could respond, you opened the door and left.
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Link to Kirishima x reader here
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Link to Shoto x reader here
(word count: 1,800) Link to Kaminari x reader here (word count: 2,680) Link to Hawks x reader here (word count: 1,903) Link to Aizawa x reader here (word count: 1,930)
how am I just now discovering c.ai at 3am and now I’m kicking my feet and giggling Jesus Christ of course the first one I try IS KATSUKI BAKUGO
WOMAN IN MY BED
Katsuki Bakugou x Reader
Includes: established relationships, fluff, changing into woman, suggestive content, a little ooc, written in second person, this fic takes place in third year.
Summary: Bakugou gets turned into a girl because of some random kid that you both had saved the day before. You show him how fun it is to be a girl and in other words your girlfriend.
a/n: Hey! This is my first time writing for Bakugou, so I really hope you enjoy this. By the way, this isn’t proof read and English is not my first language.
Word Count: 1.5k
It was a beautiful Saturday morning, sunlight carefully placed itself through the blinds in your dorm room and landed on the bed in which you and your boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugou lay in.
You were not in the mood to stand up yet, and Katsuki for some weird reason was yet to get up from the bed for his usual early morning run, but you weren’t complaining. With a small smile on your face you snuggled deeper in your boyfriend as you spooned him.
You moved your hand up a little into his chest to pull him in closer, but you realised that the lump that was once his chest had become considerably bigger. Out of pure confusion you squeezed it and your boyfriend woke up, feeling confused. As you sat up and took a good look at him. What was this beautiful woman doing in your bed? And where was your boyfriend?
“Uhm Kats? Is that you?” you said, your voice small from just waking up, you scratched your eyes to get the sleep out of your eyes, you felt like you were still dreaming.
“Of course it’s me, what kind of question is that?” he, well she said but her voice sounded more feminine and to you a little sexy. ‘It’s not fair!’ you thought to yourself. “You might want to take a look at yourself” you said while still mesmerized by her.
He sat up and took a look at the mirror that was opposite of your bed, and he couldn’t help but scream and scurry off your bed.
“Why do I look this way?” he looked at you as he asked as if you know, he was standing now and you could take your time to admire him appropriately, his body had noticeably reduced in size and he was wearing one of his black tank tops that made him look even curvier if you might say, he was in one of his boxer shorts and he looked noticeably shorter.
His hair for some reason no more spiky but sat beautifully on his shoulders and upper back, and he seemed like he had natural mascara, ‘Totally not fair.’ you couldn’t help but think to yourself.
Your boyfriend, was the most beautiful girl you had ever seen, as you were looking at him, well her, his hand began snapping in your face to make you concentrate on him, but you already were so there was no point of that anyways.
“Oh! I think it’s because of that boy we saved yesterday, he told me privately weird things happen when he uses his quirk this might be one of them.” You said shrugging as you continued to look at him.
You were no better than a man the way you watched him.
“Come back to bed, Katsuki. Let me see what we can do with this new body of yours as we still have it.” You said looking at him while licking your lips.
He blushed and although that sounded very promising, he couldn’t help but ask, “We have to find how to change me back first.” He said while looking away from you and going to look for something else for him to wear in your closet.
“He also said you would be fine in 24 hours but your very accepting of this, you know?” you said, shamefully watching him walk away. “Well sorry I also want to see what I could do now that I look like this.” he laughed as he threw his tank top that he had now removed at you.
“Oh, my boobs are bigger than yours.” He said before running into the bathroom to run away from you before you could do anything to him, but for some reason you didn’t you only hummed in agreement and he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. You were whipped but luckily he was to.
Both of you had now changed into your clothes. You wore a red, baggy Hawk’s merch and a pair of sweatpants that dropped from your waist, it was Katsuki’s before he became a woman, and it gave everyone a peak of your Calvin Klein boxers. You felt like the man in the relationship so you wanted to play the part.
He wore one of your black V-necks and a low rise jean to give a beak of the black thong he wore, courtesy of you but he wanted to whether it feels as sexy as it looks.
You two had woken up earlier than the others as usual. Since, you both were too lazy you both decided opt just eat cereal for the time being and then began discussing what you were going to do for the time being.
When everyone else had woken up they were met with a sight they were sure they won’t forget. Todoroki and Kirishima were the first to come to the common room that morning.
Kirishima was planning on making a protein shake he saw online and he wanted to try and make it earlier than usual in case he failed he didn’t want people to see or for everyone to know the reason the kitchen was messed up was his fault and Todoroki happened to know how to make it so he was willing to teach him.
So you could imagine the shock on their face when instead of them meeting an empty common room they found you manspreading on the couch and a really curvy woman straddling you as you looked at her all lovey-dovey as you massaged her waist.
“Y/N, definitely not manly!” Kirishima said after he had taken a picture and sending it to Bakugou. He was at loss for words, well Todoroki was by far worse since he couldn’t even form a sentence. He didn’t take you for a cheater. Definitely not you!
“What would Bakugou say when he comes back from his run and sees you hear partaking in scandalous activities with this stranger?” Todoroki said trying to fan himself so he wouldn’t faint from shock.
Bakugou couldn’t help but smile, his friends won’t let him cheat on you. At least that’s good to know, in case of future, hopefully it won’t happen in the future.
Before he could explain himself, they all heard a ding from his pocket. He took it out to see a picture of what was happening right now but he couldn’t deny, you both looked hot. He saved it and looked behind him and turned to see the look of shock on both of your friend’s faces.
“Bakubro?” Kirishima finally let out making eye contact with the red-eyed female, it was only him and Katsuki’s mother knew that also had the striking red eyes.
“Yes, dumbass?” he said now smiling, this was so funny to him, “Oh my Mother of all things Manly, Bakubro, you make such a beautiful woman.” Kirishima couldn’t help but say, his face was a little red.
“I know.” He said while smirking, he got off your lap then took a seat on the couch, then continued you two’s conversation on who was better, Hawks or Miruko. It’s obvious who was for who.
“This is so cool, do you mind if I write this in my notebook, Kachaan?” Izuku had said to your boyfriend once you had explained the whole predicament to the class.
Once again you were confused why they were all so accepting and understanding about this, you didn’t understand how they weren’t freaking out, if you weren’t his girlfriend you know you would’ve.
Bakugou simply swatted his hand at Izuku motioning that he could do whatever he wants. Before taking you by the hand and leading you outside the building completely. You were supposed to take him to your favourite record store today, and maybe buy him a Victoria Secret lingerie and maybe a dildo….
Night time had come and he was really happy to use everything you two had bought, and now you both were doing with your scandalous activities and both just finished showering now you were cuddled up reminiscing all the things that had happened that day.
From the group of boys that couldn’t stop gawking at you both, or Hawks asking if you were truly cheating on Bakugou because he was on patrol and happened to see you kissing a girl, or the matching press ons you both got but how you removed for Katsuki because you knew he wouldn’t want to stress himself doing that before he goes on his run tomorrow as a man again.
He had requested for you to spoon him again and you obviously complied, even allowed you to put your hand under his shirt, he smiled as he heard your soft breathing indicating you had fallen asleep and he knew today was a day to remember.
Katsuki Bakugou x Reader "could've said something"
Guess what! I have issues and crave comfort so HERE WE ARE AGAIN. (It's 11:48pm as of rn send help) (Just finished it's 1am and I fell asleep halfway through)
Your quirk: Light manipulation. You can move and summon light, light bending, summoning balls of light ranging from small particles to large masses
Bakugou was always a.. scary kid to say the least. You two grew up together and he had a soft spot for you to say the least. When you got your quirk it was a lot to say the least between shining light in your faces and burning holes places. Eventually you got the hang of it. It did however make you wary of when and how you used it. Katsuki on the other hand seemed to get how to use and control his right away. The two of you trained together and Katsuki taught you how to make explosions with the light you could summon. The 2nd year of middle school you had to move because of your moms job and as much as he made it seem like he didn't care he made a point to ask you to keep in touch.
It was the second semester of classes yet you were just now starting UA high, class 1-A. Your mom had decided that because it was a little too far you'd move into your old house and she'd find work elsewhere, UA was a top school how could you say no to that argument? Late transfers and acceptance was rare enough for a top school. But it also meant you get to see him again. You thought about calling him and telling him but you thought it'd be better to wait till you saw him in person, you were next door now.
Most of your stuff was in your dorm by now, having the first day before settling in was a true blessing.
It was starting to get dark and the stress of it all was starting to hit you, thinking of how much you had to catch up being in 1-A and all. You made your way up the stairs finding the roof door. Making your up you got a text:
Kat: Hey. You busy?
You: Never am
K: got a new person in the dorm next to me, if they are loud I swear I'll end them
Y: I'm sure you'll be fine, don't kill anyone please.
K: Not that I care, but you've been radio silence for a few days
Y: I think if you have to say you don't care you do. Sooo talk to me when you can process your emotions then maybe I'll talk about mine
Love you.
K: whatever
"Everyone this is Y/N L/N, now be nice and be on time tomorrow" he said quickly walking away right after, a few people walked toward you to ask questions when they are all promptly showed away by the blond hot head. "The hell?! What the fuck were you just not gonna-" he was cut off by a hug. As he was debating on hugging you back you hear a girl's voice "GUYS THE NEW PERSON JUST HUGGED BAKUGOU!" the crowd of people grew and you felt a hand grab your wrist pulling you away. They all clump together continuing the conversation. You take the lead pulling him up the stairs onto the roof.
If anyone else had even remotely talked to him that way you were sure they'd be dust. But you cared about you too much to even yell at you unreasonably. Now at the top staring up at the cloudy dark sky you sigh mumbling to yourself "guess I'll make my own stars" you lied down on the roof making small glimmers of light float into the sky.
Not sure of how long you'd been out you looked at the time on your phone, bolting up at the time. Your new teacher Aizawa had instructed you to be in the common room by 7:30pm to introduce you avoiding using class time for it. It was 7:28. You bolt down the stars finding a room for people sitting with their teacher. You stand next to him with an apologetic face. You look around looking for something to focus on when your eyes land on blond hair and a familiar angry tone.
"Hi, I go here now. " You said with a smug look on your face you summon a little ball holding it for light between you. "Still gonna kill me if I'm loud?" You say in a teasing tone. You look up at him seeing a light pink on his cheeks. "I thought.. I wouldn't get a chance to see you again after I got kidnapped and everything. The least you could've done was say you were in town" he says a shift in his voice and body language making him self more guarded. "sorry I wanted to surprise you" you say wrapping your hand around his.
"I- I know we only ever all and text but I've missed you and being around you. A lot. "
"i missed you too. Ass hole."
"you love me"
He flinches at the words spoken feeling his grip tighten on your hand. Pulling you into a hug.
Katsuki Bakugou x Reader "Let me, you idiot"
Time: 11:22pm and I have a fever of 100.4 so I'm writing. If you are sick, rest, eat light, drink water, teme meds if you can! Always prioritize your health!! Requests are open
Slight trigger warning for: passing out
You woke up feeling like you had been hit by a bus and your phone buzzing on the pillow next to you. 2 miss calls and 4 text. From katsuki and 5 from your mom.
You called back your mom first only to be greeted by screaming asking why you weren't checked into school yet. Before you even thought of anything to say to here you felt a wave come over you lean down throwing up in the trash can next to your bed. you lean back over hanging up without saying a word to your mom. And text Katsuki you'd be late and you just overslept.
It was probably just you overusing your quirk again right? It had to be.
After a few painful minutes of getting ready, you walk into class not even bothering to apologize just slumming down into your slumming desk and placing your head down. Luckily for you your teacher was also late per usual. You hear Iida attempting to lecture you but before you could process anything your mind went blank as you put your head down on the desk.
You wake up to a hand lightly shaking you. Picking your head up, rubbing your eyes you see Katsuki "Damn you look like shit. Are you sure you should be here? " You roll your eyes standing up, feeling a wave of dizziness you grab the table for balance, holding yourself upright until it leaves. "Woah the hell happened" you look over at him saying nothing grabbing his hand and walk to you next class.
Training came around and the soup you had for lunch seemed to help a bit but you still felt shitty and like it was only getting worse. Pushing through you walked up to Katsuki pulling on his shirt feeling your body become unsteady.
He turns around seeing your unsteady form and grabs your shoulders. You feel your eyes get heavy and faintly hear the sound of Katsuki urging you to keep your eyes open.
When you wake up you are in Recovery Girls office with a towel over your forehead and your boyfriend on his phone next to you. "Katsu?" You mumble attempting to get up but ultimately laying back down because of the headache. "Dummy, you shouldn't have come if you felt this bad" you look up at him seeing the worry plastered around his face. "I thought it was gonna go away" you say shifting towards him. "Well it didn't and it got worse. You're going back to the dorms to rest idiot." Before you can protest he's picking you up and carrying you out of the room "katsu- put me down!" You say squirming around "absolutely not you'll fall over because of how weak your body is"
When you get back to the dorms and into your room Katsuki places you down on the bed leaving the room for a few minutes. When he returns he has a tray with a cup of medicine bowl and vitamin water. "Eat as much as you can but take all the medicine brat. " He says folding his arms looking away. You can still see a bit of worry on his face.
"Sorry if I.. Scared you. Kat"
"it's whatever just take care of yourself idiot.
This was shorter than I wanted but I had an idea and decided to finish this before starting another one!
Katsuki Bakugou x Reader "Not any different"
Tw for SH and scars
Requests are open
You got off of work early and thought it'd be a good idea to order out for dinner and clean whilst you had the chance. Your job as a healer keeps you busy and your quirk: garden allows you to grow plants from the earth and your body and you mainly used to grow plants to help heal wounds.
Katsuki would come home wounded and refused help from anyone but you. Today however he seemed more needy and touchy. This happened when he was stressed and overwhelmed so you didn't mind this vulnerable and needy side of him.
He placed a kiss on your forehead and wrapped his arms around you kissing your neck and pulling you into him
" Hello to you do Katsuki"
"sorry, hi "
" It's fine something on your mind?"
"no just you"
He trail kisses down your neck sliding his hands up from underneath your shirt pulling it off and kissing you more pushing you onto the couch. "Fuck love, you make me feel so, . Calm, I hate it" he says kissing you and leaving a small hickey on your chest slowly moving downward. You let out a small gasp and wrapped your arms around him feeling him move closer.
He makes his way down kissing you and praising you for every noise you make. As he meets you waistline slowly pulling your pants off you push him off. "Wait, stop, just -" you stop, trying to catch your breath
"Hey, you okay? Was I .. moving too fast or.."
He says looking up at you
"No it's not you it's just that i- " you stop yourself looking down at the scars on your thighs made from thorn vines. He follows your eyes seeing the scars then looking back up at you.
Hey, did someone do this do you.
No katsuki It was me, so just stop and let me get dressed.. please.
You pull away putting your shirt back on and just as you try to walk away katsuki wraps his hands around your wrist.
"I can't.. heal you like you heal me. But I can help. I might not know how to comfort you directly but I can listen. I can hold you. So stop being so damn stubborn and help me help you damnit. "
You look over at him eyes wide but grateful.
Do you want to talk about this.?
No not really. . Not tonight at least.
You say leaning into his touch
HEY HEY HEY!! my Tumblr is being strange on my phone so I'm using my laptop. Ben a little burnt out recently but Im getting there. Requests are open
There are people and places to go to if you want to seek professional help please remember that
Katsuki Bakugou x Reader "Still love you the same"
Tw: implied domestic abuse with comfort ofc
Pro hero AU
It was a rainy day and you and Katsuki both had the day off. Katsuki's presence alone normally soothes your mind, but today the universe has other plans. You hadn't meant for him to see it, you had just wanted to get a book from the shelf, and your shirt lifted up just enough to be able to see the scar. A shitty reminder of being hurt by someone you loved and trusted. You froze, feeling his gaze on your back. Katsuki stepped closer, his expression unreadable. You felt your body wanted to run, not out of fear or shame but because you didn't want any pity he had to give. "Are there anymore? You never told me about this " he asks softly but yet you could still feel the emotions in his words. You felt his hands hovering over the scars, the warmth of his hands radiating onto your skin. "Who did this?" He asks his voice firm and is still calm when he does. "It doesn't matter it was a long time ago Katsu" His gaze softens but doesn't leave you. You knew he wouldn't push but you knew the thought of someone hurting you was hurting him. "I don't want your pity" you say before you are cut off "Scars visible or not are nothing, they don't define you"
"it was my fault, I didn't leave when I should have.." you said feeling the tears swell into your eyes. He pulled your towards him "You didn't deserve that regardless of if you stayed. Don't be stupid and blame yourself "
You could feel the tears falling and your throat cloging up, "I wish I had been there"
"well you're here now right?" He wraps his arms around you giving you a sense of safety and comfort. "Nothing will hurt you, no one will lay a hand on you as long as I'm around. I promise." He says followed by a quiet "I believe you"
He cups his hands around your cheeks kissing you softly on the forehead then on the lips. You closed your eyes feeling safe and comfortable. Katsuki made you feel safe and vulnerable at the same time and that's why you love him so much.
Sorry for not posting I've been going through it, please leave any requests you have !
after today’s episode, i will except ZERO Bakugou criticism. Z. E. R. O.
Incorrect-mha-quotes
Bakugou: Hey Todoroki, I have a present for you.
Todoroki: I don't want it Bakugou.
Bakugou: *Hands Todoroki a teakettle*
Bakugou: Thought it would remind you of home.
Todoroki: ..............
Todoroki: Fuck you
Just saw a dog dad Bakugo thing and if Bakugo had a dog and I went over to his house, I would ALWAYS greet the pooch first. I’d be crouching down, arms wide and a big grin on my face while calling out the cutie and only after five minutes of pets would I look up to Bakugo with the most bland look I could muster before saying “oh, you’re here too” in the most deadpan tone. Then I’d laugh like a fool at his grumpy face because pissing him off is not a hobby but a lifestyle.
Book Girl
Heads up: Language, suggestive but definitely not descriptive, also Bakugo Katsuki (he comes with a warning), and unedited—super unedited
Kay, so, hear me out… Bakugo Katsuki and an author reader. Yes, ooh, ahh, I know I know. For those of you, and I am sure there are many, who have no idea what I mean, lemme explain:
Bakugo with a reader who asks him the strangest, borderline worrisome question about his work. “What’s it feel like to get stabbed?” “Have you ever gotten shot? With a gun? Explain it to me. How did it feel?” Sometimes he thinks you’re a little psycho but it’s oddly therapeutic for him to explain the worst parts of his job and not care about being judged so he don’t mind none.
Bakugo with a reader who patches up his wounds like a pro and mumble “this would be perfect in chapter twelve.” And he’s just staring at her like “ma’m I’m dying plz don’t immortalize this in literature.”
Most importantly (the thought that had me on this tangent), Bakugo Katsuki with his cute little writer baby who tests things on him. It’s never easy to deal with things either. It’s not, like, fighting related things. You don’t go up to him and ask him if you could put him in arm-bar or ask him if he could put you in an arm-bar (Actually you did ask him to do that cause you wanted to know how to get out of one but—)
She does this… thing where she goes up to him and whispers the nastiest shit in his ear, like, you know, innocent book girl shit. Ya’ll know what I mean. Book girls are fucking wild and they read the sauciest shit. So she whispers some knee numbing curse and Bakugo freezes like a little schoolboy who just found out what puberty hormones are and she has the audacity to take a step back, examine him like he’s a fucking lab rat or some shit, then ask him if that made his heart flutter. Like, bitch it made something flutter, the hell did you think saying that would do? Does he answer? The first few times it happened, he couldn’t. The next few times he tried to deny it but mumbled and slurred his words like a drunk. When he wasn’t caught horribly off guard, he started just throwing her over his shoulder and showing her what it did to him. (It really helped her with that one scene—)
But that’s not the worst of it. No. No no no. You see, before Bakugo, she had never been in a relationship before. She had never been in love before and she most certainly had never done anything physical with someone else before. He was her first everything. So she has trouble writing particularly steamy scenes, at least when it comes to describing everything and it has to be perfect. Well, that’s what a boyfriend’s for, right?
So, there are times in Bakugo’s life where his writer girlfriend just decides to make out with him. That’s a normal thing to do, they’re together, but she doesn’t just kiss him. Remember, book girl shit, girl goes fucking—well, Bakugo doesn’t know what but it’s ridiculous.
Kay, first time it happens: She comes up to him all casually and cute-like and asks if she can try something. Blissfully unaware Bakugo raises a brow but lets her and she takes his breath away with a kiss that’s all passion and it’s hot—he’s hot. He’s melting, actually, and she takes it further and put her hands in exactly the right places and just when he’s getting ready to go all the way with it, she pulls back. Bakugo’s never felt whiplash quite so jarring but there she was asking him how it felt because she wants to write the scene from a man’s perspective. She asking him all these questions and bro’s on a different planet right now, he can’t answer, kay. Like, give him a second to breathe cause he can’t find the air, ya know. And it happens, well not all the time but enough for the poor man to think she just isn’t in to him like he’s in to her. If she was, she would’ve been frustrated too, right? But she wasn’t and there he was, sitting alone like a fool while she ran off to go write it all down before she forgot.
But, well, book girls, right? Those freaky shits know how to please a guy so you can bet your bottom dollar that she made it up to him. Thoroughly :)
Or, alternatively, writer gf who doesn’t write steamy shit and just does all of this to fuck with him cause his reactions are *chief’s kiss*
Guys, guys I’m wheezing
So i wuz bored and my sister is obsessed with ai chat so I was like “Hey Imma try that shiz” and I did and I made a Bakugo ai and—
I made him too realistic
![[Warnings: Cussing, Planning To Manipulate, Bullies, Harassment, That's Pretty Much It]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/f96bb28ae369bc02a7b0c2da9743c56c/5f89ed8d0a86fc58-2d/s500x750/f8621079509f8401c59c1aae44b51ccce709681b.gif)
[Warnings: cussing, planning to manipulate, bullies, harassment, that's pretty much it]
(A/n: Sorry, I've been inactive, but now im gonna write on this blog. Im just gonna write invader zim shit and other stuff made by that creator.)
![[Warnings: Cussing, Planning To Manipulate, Bullies, Harassment, That's Pretty Much It]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/23a3aa7649db8f5c3beba4383df27303/5f89ed8d0a86fc58-1a/s500x750/efbb8d4f77fd8a992dea3ec22f1a5ca19dafe625.png)
"Hey y/n, i got a dare for you!" One of the dumb popular girls yelled out loud to you at the lunch table.
"What is it. Im all ears!" You yelled back. Not wanting to look like a coward to your friends you agreed to it.
"I dare you to hook up with a cringe lame ass boy in this school and then break their heart after." She said confidence running through her.
"Sure, anymore details?" You asked, not gonna lie you wished you hadn't agreed. That's fucking mean. Who would even think of that.
"Ok so. Heres the plan, you get with a boy at this school. Make them fall in love with you. Then ask them out to the dance next month, and right when they announce king and queen were going to dump shit all over him then take pictures. Then after were going to post it on every single social media platform there is." The dumb girl said with a mean glint in her eye.
This made you think for a second. This was cruel. Mean. Why would you have fun doing this. But, you dont want to look like a coward to your popular friends.
The dumb girl smirked and looked around the cafeteria. She had looked for a bit and gasped with her eyes widening. She then went by you and whispered in your ear. "I know who you're going to prank."
"Oooo, who will i be pranking then?" You said with a fake smirk on your face.
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"Dib membrane."
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Dib membrane?! The kid believes in aliens and ghosts and paranormal shit. The kid that is the son of the professor membrane! Sure, nobody really liked him. BUT, of all people, the son of Professor Membrane! Does this girl want you to die in real life? What would happen if he gets pranked tells his father, and then his father fires your dad from working there. Then you would have no money. Your mom and dad would lose your home, and then you would be homeless. Then you would be-
"EARTH TO Y/N! Hello! Earth to y/n!!!!"
"Huh, wha-"
"So, you want to prank him or not?" The mean girl spoke with pure venom in her voice.
This was bad. You should have said no. You should have just not skipped detention. You looked at the mean girl and then sighed.
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"When do i start?"
It was the end of the day, and everyone was leaving the "hi-skool." You planned on finding Dib at his Locker, then walk home with him. You live in the same exact neighborhood he does. You're basically his neighbor. But guilt filled your gut. This was gonna be mean. But you have to. Dont look like a coward, is what you say to yourself all the time now.
Going around the corner in the hallway, you see Dib at his locker fidgeting with something. You slowly walk up to him. He didn't even realize you were there until you cleared your throat.
He looked up to you in surprise. His eyes widened a bit in shock that a popular girl was right there by him.
You finally got to see his full face. He had his signature round glasses on, but he has piercings in his ears. Some pimples hear and there. You also noticed that he painted his fingernails black.
"Hey, there!" You said with a big grin. Trying to be the most welcoming you have ever been. But, he just stared at you in confusion.
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"Hey....?"
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Woah, you forgot that Dib is maturing. Since when did his voice not sound like a kid anymore?! You asked yourself in your thoughts. Of course, you guys were in the 12th grade. But like damn.
"Isn't your name Dib?" You said, pouting your lips out to look cute. And then, using your fingers to fidget with your long h/c that was tied up in a high pony tail.
He looked at you like you were crazy. "Yea..?" He said, confused, then he grabbed his books and shoved them in his backpack, and started to walk off.
This made you panic. Was he not into you?! You had to think and fast before he left the school.
He stared at you and said; "Look if you're trying to make fun of me, just dont ok. I know your little popular group of fake friends is around here somewhere!"
"Uh, so! What are you doing after school?" You asked, running up to him and starting to walk with him.
Actually, none of your friends were here they were at cheer practice. "Nooo, i just wanted to know what you were doing after school." You said, still fidgeting with your hair. Plus, all of my friends are at cheer practice"
He gave you a skeptical look. But, sighed. "I was going to go home." He said with slight annoyance, stirring in his voice.
"Oooo, me too. We live in the same neighborhood, we can walk together!" You said smiling again and then grabbing your purse strap.
You could tell Dib didn't want to walk with you. But, luckily, gaz walked with Dib, so he didn't talk much, nor did Gaz. But you had a trick up your sleeve.
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"Hey, is that a piggy slave game?"
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Gaz eyes widened in shock. "You know the piggy slave games?" She asked in all honesty.
"I sure do. I have 'piggy of destruction 1' and 'piggy of slaves 2' AND 'piggy of the bacon clan 3'.-" you looked around to see if anyone was listening."-i even have the 'ultimate piggy slave'."
Gaz face turned in surprise. The ultimate piggy slave was so rare to have.
Meanwhile, you and Gaz were talking. Dib was staring at you in suspension again. 'One of the popular girls is here trying to talk to Gaz and me. This is definitely Zim's doing.' Dib thought to himself.
"So, Dib, what's ya got there?" You asked, going right beside him and looking at the weird device in his hands. It looked like a controller that would control a remote car. But it had a scanner on the front, and it kept beeping. Weird symbols that you didn't recognize popped up on the little rectangle green-ish screen.
"Oh, u-uh. It's a ghost reader. It can detect ghosts and spirits. Most of the time." Dib said in a teaching tone. He was suspicious of yours, but he would never miss a moment to teach someone about the paranormal, let alone give him their attention.....
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"WOW, that's cool!" You said, looking at the device with a big grin. Dib was shocked. He was ready for a smart ass remark. Or a "ghosts aren't real."
"R-really?" Dib said in shock. "You mean it?"
"Well, duh, of course. I've seen them." To this statement, Dib eyes widened, and he went right in your face and said.
"YOU HAVE?!" After that, Dib was barbonding you with questions. 'How old were you?' And 'what did it look like?' And 'were was it at?', Ect.
You thought it would be hard for him to open up to you and actually talk to you, but you thought wrong because now you have his number and Gaz. You made a mental note later to text him.
The walk to your guys neighborhood was short from Dib talking and rambling.
After walking with them up to their home. You stopped at the fence.
"Well, that was fun. I will see you guys tomorrow?" After a pause, you saw them nodding. "Well, then goodbye, Gaz! Goodbye Dib~." You said, making sure the Dib part sounded flirtatious. You could see a pink dust fall gently on his cheeks as you turned and walked along the sidewalk to your house.
Hopefully, you could get this done before the dance.
i remember a few years ago i was watching mha and i through to myself that bakugo is really weird because he go to bed at like 8 p.m.
now I'm college student and ALL of my morning classes start at 8 a.m. and i need at least 1.5 hour to get to campus. so let me be honest... bakugo in his 15 years old was wiser than I'll ever be
the man have been aware of life secrets since childhood
you know i really appreciate fics in which author explores how much teachers and society fucked up bakugou by not correcting his behavior and putting a lot of pressure to become the best hero. ESPECIALLY if in the process these issues get addressed and fixed not leaving bakugou as villain or ende-whore number two.
but fics in which izuku goes absolutely feral full-on "YOU'RE TALKING SHIT ABOUT ME EXPLOSION BITCH!?" and kicks kacchan's ass hold a special place in my heart.
You’re covered in his cum and he’s calling you a filthy little breeder as he slams into you for probably the 4th time that night, making his cum slosh inside you every time he delves back inside.