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pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

warning: road head, cursing

word count: 3,000

a/n: I was supposed to write this when I was having a denied writers block, but here we are out of it and able to write what i was supposed to!!!! enjoy!!!! also you wanted to be tagged in this @lady-bakuhoe, so good morning jo!!!

edit: ROAD HEAD IS DANGEROUS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT ATTEMPT IRL IF YOU WANNA SUCK DICK ON THE ROAD PULL OVER TO THE SIDE!!!!!!! NO HORNINESS IS WORTH DEATH!!!!!

Synopsis: On your way for a weekend getaway, Bakugou is having trouble staying awake, and you have an unconventional way at waking him up.

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“Are they really fucking sleeping right now?”

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Plz plzzz smut 9 with iida. I need it. Also congratulations on the followers!! Lets sip some wine for many more followers to come!

a/n: THE FINAL PROMPT FOR MY FOLLOWER EVENT! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

Ya’ll know me well enough, I had to save the best for last. Thank you so much for following me and reading my stuff. It seriously means so much. So COME GET YOUR TENYA FOOD. (Special thanks to @thisisthehardestthing for the inspo, you’re a true friend and enabler.)

"Look at me." x tenya iida

cw: nsfw, smut (but like, the kind that makes you soft), some atypical penetration (quirk play?)

Tenya sat on the edge of the bathtub, his hero costume discarded after a long, hard day of patrolling. A fight with a villain had left his armor completely covered in dirt and ash, but that could be cleaned and polished later. He was more concerned with cleaning the soot and debris out of the engines in his calves before they got backed up and put him out of commission for a week. You leaned against the door, watching him working at his legs with a damp washcloth, the angle not impossible for him to reach, but certainly uncomfortable, especially with sore muscles from a hard-fought battle--one that saved a lot of lives, you might add.

You shook your head and joined him in the bathroom, kneeling down on the bath mat at his feet. Putting your fingers to his hands to stop him, you took the cloth and touched his thigh. “Let me help,” you said softly, and somewhat reluctantly, he let you. You had only been dating a few months, but you were spending almost every night at his place by this point. You’d seen him do this too many times on his own. He was a hero, in your eyes and everyone else’s. He deserved a break, someone to do the dirty work for him, and you were happy it was you.

Tenya straightened out his leg so you could reach underneath it, washcloth draped over your hand. Your fingers were much smaller than his; you’d be able to swipe around the rims of his exhaust pipes much easier than he could. As you took his ankle in your grasp, Tenya leaned back, his knuckles coming to rest on the ledge of the tub. You could see tension in his quad muscles, the veins tight as they disappeared under the fabric of the boxers he’d slipped into.

“Relax, babe,” you whispered, but instead of easing into your touch as you circled the rim of one exhaust pipe, Tenya threw his head back and sucked in a gulp of air. It was then that you understood. This was a lot bigger than just some routine cleaning ritual.

You ran the back of your hand slowly down his leg, soothing him as best you could. “It’s ok,” you said. “I got you.” Tenya took a deep breath, locking his eyes on yours before he nodded. Without breaking eye contact, you twisted the washcloth around your finger and, as slowly as you could, inserted your finger and circled around the inside of the cylinder, then the outside, wiping everything away until you could see the shining chrome again. Tenya bit his lip, a soft rumble in his throat, and you became aware of just how sensitive he was.

You tended to stay away from his engines during sex, partly because he was so much taller than you, you couldn’t usually reach them, but also because you didn’t want to seem obsessed with them. You never wanted him to think that you were only with him because of his profession or his quirk, and you hadn’t raised the topic of body worship just yet. You never knew how he’d feel about it. But with the way Tenya’s forehead started to sweat as you moved from one exhaust pipe to the next, you couldn’t believe that you’d been missing out on this for so long.

He didn’t have to say a word; Tenya knew that you could read him like a book. The way his knuckles turned white against the porcelain of the bathtub, the way he couldn’t hold his head upright as you plunged slowly in and out of the legs that his quirk gave him, the strangled moans he could no longer hold in. You knew already how turned on he was. There was just one question on his lips as you moved to his other leg. “How?”

You dipped your finger in once more, picking up the pace bit by bit. “Because I love you, Tenya. I know you better than anyone else in my life. I saw it all over your face.”

His chest heaved and he palmed the erection straining against the thin cotton of his boxer shorts. You sped up again, hopping from one cylinder to the next, twirling your finger around the inside and then the outside, up and down his calf.

“Please,” he begged as his hips lifted off the narrow ledge of the tub. Sweat dripped off his forehead, already a mess at just the touch of your hands against his thick calves. You nodded and pressed your finger deep into the final pipe, pushing past a level of intimacy you’d ever known.

With a growl, Tenya leaned back again, his chin tilted up severely as he tried to swallow his own lewd noises. Tenya pulled off his glasses and tossed them toward the sink, and you saw a single tear trickle out of the corner of each of his eyes before he pushed you down onto the floor, your back against the cool tiles, and straddled you.

His mouth connected to the heated flesh of your neck as you realized how much you needed him too. Desperately, he pushed down your shorts and panties so he could run his own fingers along your slit, wet almost as soon as he touched you. Your back arched up off the floor as you captured his shoulders in your hands, begging him to enter you. Overwhelmed, you felt tears burning in your eyes as you sobbed his name over and over. The rough pads of his fingers pressed into your heat and rubbed the soft, delicate spots inside that he knew you loved most.

You couldn’t keep your hips from shooting up at him, Tenya’s mouth covering your own as you moaned and whimpered into him. As the tension in your stomach twisted tighter, you squeezed his hand with your thighs. He ran his fingers up and down your core one more time as he pulled them out as searing kisses clouded your mind with lust.

Sensing your need, Tenya pulled his cock out of his boxers and teased, only for a second, at your dripping entrance, your eyes clenching closed and your head rolling to the side before he sheathed himself in a single motion. You couldn’t help but whimper as he rutted in and out of you, the stretch you felt a painful bliss that you wished would never end. Emotions overcoming you, it was your turn to be reduced to a crying mess at his ministrations. You held him by the forearms, your nails digging into his skin, until he made a final request.

“Look at me,” he demanded, panting in shallow breaths between each word.

You turned your head and met his eyes. The motion of his hips continued to roll over you, sending waves of pleasure through your body that you couldn’t even describe. Your entire lower body trembled as his thrusts slammed into you, harder by the second, his jaw tight and teeth gritted together. A few moments more and you reached your climax with a sharp scream, convulsing with the pleasure for only a moment before his rapid thrusts stuttered with his own release inside you.

The bathroom felt like it was at least a hundred degrees hotter than before as Tenya pulled out and collapsed on top of you. The mirror was fogged up as the both of you heaved for breath, sweaty bodies pressed together and only keeping the heat trapped between you. Tenya nestled his face against your neck, his hand reaching up to pet your hair as he whispered, “I love you. So much.” You’d hold him there against your chest as long as he wanted, you thought, completely in bliss at the feeling of knowing him, but also being known, so deeply that you couldn’t think of anything else. You’d hold him until your hearts beat as one, the bond unbreakable.

i found this when i did the “last hour” filter on youtube. N e way it’s nice so imma share it

Day 1: Denki Kaminari; Sleepy Sex

Kinktober Masterlist

Word Count: 844

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You thought this was gonna be fun. Well, it was, but you knew being a horny teenager was gonna backfire on you two. 

You had arrived at your boyfriend’s house to have your first sleepover. There was the classic video games and pizza, making out and cuddling. You both had a great time, until it came to be 1 am. 

You yawned and it had spread to him. You were both in the middle of a movie marathon with occasional make out sessions. When you yawned he asked if you were sleepy, which you were, but you were also horny. You both have done “stuff” before but wanted to actually spend time together with this sleepover and not just pass out after sex. This resulted in just hopeless grinding to get you two off. 

You both settled in your bed, cuddling for the nth time that night, smelling like each other and used to each others warmth, you both had fallen asleep easily. His arms were wrapped around you and you faced away from him, his leg in between yours and you both pressed flush against each other.

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You didn’t know what time you woke up and how you did but as of right now, you were still sleep induced and weirdly horny. You had woken up from a rather explicit dream and thought you were still in one when you felt your hips still gyrating against something hard.

You let out a moan while your eyes drooped, still sleepy, and you heard the familiar groans next to your ear. The dream you were in was weirdly realistic, so realistic in fact that it wasn’t a dream. You realized this when a small shock of electricity coursed through your veins. You jolted up with a yelp, the movement not changing the rhythm of his thrusts. 

Then you heard it. The tiny mumble was fully audible to you, “Take them off”

It was then when you realized he somehow shimmied his shorts down and had his member free, rutting up against the curve of your ass. His hands were everywhere, one arm wrapping around your waist tightly and the other was at your side, his free hands squeezing and massaging your breast. 

Before you knew what you were doing you had pushed down your own pajama pants down enough for him to get access to your bare thighs. His length slipped between them and you felt your wetness seep out of your panties, adding to the smeared precum on you thighs. His groans got more breathy and it seemed like he was almost reaching his high. He had woken up, also thinking at first that it was still a dream. 

It was just then when he was closest to his high, he had gotten back his bearings. He had realized he was awake, and you were actually whimpering and moaning as he thrusted his cock between your plush thighs. 

He slowed down, apologies were about to spill out from him before he heard you needily begged, “Please,” the sweet sound leaving your lips

This greatly amused him and a smirk played on lips, “What was that, Princess?”

“Please let me finish” you whimpered.

You didn’t have to tell him twice, he had slid your panties down enough to feel around, collecting your wetness and rubbing the excessive slick on his length before inserting himself in you. You had adjusted to his length when he started moving.

You softly moaned at how deep he reached when he fully sheaved himself in you. His thrusts were pretty shallow, he was tired and could only move a little due to the blanket which made you both sweat. 

You continued nonetheless, him reaching his high quickly from already being there before he fully woke up. His breathing got heavier and he groaned into your ear muttering something about how he was close. You weren’t aware but you were also reaching your high, his fingers had found your clit and rubbed it in quick circles. 

Your moans got higher in pitch as you neared your climax. Your leg was thrown over his hip behind you, Kaminari thrusting faster into you. Your eyes went from half lidded to clamped shut when you reached your high before him. 

Your walls fluttered around him as you got tighter, his thrusting now served to ride out your orgasm and he got his own. You felt his warm seed paint your walls white as he slowed his thrusts, finally stopping after a minute. 

You were both panting, he peeled the covers off and let the chill air dry your sweat. You shivered but endured it before your skin became less sticky, retreating back under the covers.

“Good night again, I guess” Your boyfriend whispered.

“We’ve never done this before so it is kinda awkward but don’t worry, we were both in our right minds when we did this, I think...”

You heard him chuckle and felt him pat your head, “Yeah, go to sleep”

You nodded and settles back in his arms, dozing off.

so cutee

hello😁Can you do Karasuno has a practice match with seijoh and their cute energetic manger sees kyoutani spike and she’s like “😍” and she goes up to him and grabs his arm just starts complimenting him. And both teams are like “she’s gonna get murdered” “farewell y/n” but then they just see kyoutani blush cause her boobs are pushed up against his arm😭 and both teams are like “wait that’s illegal”

Anon forgive me 😭 this has been sitting in my ask box for so long. For you, I’ll give you a full story bc of the long wait 👉👈 pls forgive me

Side note, one day I just woke up and found Kyoutani cute af so like yes I would absolutely LOVE it if you smacked my ass like a volleyball gave me a kiss sir

Impressing you when playing volleyball, it’s quite hard. One of the few happened to be Asahi who was the reason you joined being a manager. Every time Asahi spiked the ball you sent him a compliment. On rare occasions Tanaka would get a compliment and if Nishinoya’s recover caught your eye he’d get one too.

You’d heard how great Aoba Johsai is. Excited, you bounced on your feet as Ukai instructed the boys to take their bags. Wanting to get there sooner, you yanked Yamaguchi to follow you. Much to his dismay, but he didn’t complain since everyone knew how you were.

You inspected every corner of the gym.

“Thank you for having us!” Karasuno all shouted in sync, bowing their head.

“Thank you.” Seijoh bowed their heads back. The Seijoh boys noticed your wide and excited eyes, reminding them of how it was seeing Hinata jump the first time.

“Check out the manager.” Matsukawa nudged Kyoutani and Hanamaki. Kyoutani tsked, rolling his eyes. “She’s cute.” The three were on right side lane, nearest to the benches and where Karasuno is now at.

“Yeah. And all we have is Oikawa.”

“I can hear you!” Oikawa glared, bringing the ball under his arm. “Are you going to spike or not?” He shouted to Hanamaki. He threw up the ball, bringing his hands above his head and setting it to Hanamaki. It was a near miss, a frown coming from you.

“Not impressed?” Daichi asked.

“I’m sure he can do better.” You tapped your chin. “After all, they are considered one of the best teams in the prefecture.” Kyoutani’s turn came to spike. You’d heard about him and how Oikawa called him ‘Mad Dog’ or ‘Mad Dog-Chan’. Reason being, unknown to you.

Last time he wasn’t here when you came for the practice match. What he could do varied. You noticed his concentrated look, staring directly at the ball and not Oikawa’s fingers or the way Oikawa went to set. Pushing himself with his left foot, his jump made you get goosebumps. The sound of the ball hitting the wooden floor bounced off every wall.

“That was amazing!” You found yourself grabbing on his arm, pressed up on him with a look of excitement. Immediately when that happened, time stopped. “Did you just join the team? You should already been on it with the way you spiked!”

“What a dumbass.” Tsukishima face palmed. Daichi had tried to stop you from running to him but he swears when you get impressed, you gain super speed. “I’ll only say I told you so at her funeral.”

“There goes the cute manager.” Matsukawa said, Iwaizumi shaking his head in a disappointed manner. “Rest in peace whatever her name is.”

“Farewell, my beautiful (Y/N).” Nishinoya placed his hand over his heart. “I will have you edited in a cloud background.”

A crimson shade settled on Kyoutani’s cheeks and ears. Both teams now gazed dumbfoundedly. No way that Kyoutani’s blushing.

“Th... Thanks.” He responded, freaking out at how your breasts were on his arm. Oikawa’s jaw dropped. Kyoutani said thanks?

“That’s illegal!” Oikawa pointed his finger in your direction. “Mad Dog never says thanks! You broke Mad Dog!”

“Broke?” You backed up from Kyoutani, giving him his personal space. “I’m sorry. I got excited when you spiked. I only wanted to compliment yuh—”

“Don’t mind her!” Sugawara sheepishly waved. “When someone impresses her she tends to shower then with compliments.” Sugawara motioned you to return with them. You now felt a little nervous.

“Carry on.” You cheerfully said. “Can’t wait to see you actually play!” Kyoutani grunted, refraining himself from doing anything embarrassing. You skipped back to Karasuno, assisting Hinata in finding his kneepads.

“Any words you’d like to say Kyoutani?” Matsukawa held an invisible microphone up to Kyoutani’s mouth. “How to get the attention of Karasuno’s cute manager? Asking for a friend.”

“Shut the hell up.” Kyoutani didn’t spare a glance to the third year, ducking under the net to go retrieve the ball he’d spiked. That’s all he had to do? Make plays that were enough to make you pay attention to him alone?

He’s got at least five full matches. By the end of this match, those compliments will be for him.

Okay these are all I have jdjdjdj 🥺

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Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Summary: For his birthday, Bakugou gets a date with his crush while they set up a party at the dorms

A/N: This is late cuz I had writers block during his birthday.

Quirk:  You can control plants and make them grow from the ground. You need a base through, like a seed or root and you can make it grow from that. You can move it and make it grow bigger and taller than it is (i.e. you can make a flower huge if you wanted to). If overused, you get dizzy and could pass out.

Warnings/Genre: fluff, cursing, suggestive content somewhere, ooc Bakugou

WC: 1,711

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You were in the common area as they were explaining the plan to you. The doofuses, also known as the entirety of class 1A, made a plan called Operation: Blaze It which was trying to surprise Bakugou with a birthday party. People were planning how to set everything up and decorate a cake you made beforehand. 

At the moment, the said hot-headed man was training with Todoroki, knowing there was no way he would turn down a chance to beat the half-and-half bastard’s ass as a birthday present . As the rest of the class trying to convince you to go through with distracting Bakugou, you were sitting there shaking your head.

“Nope, not doing it” you said, lips pressed to a thin line

“Please!” Kaminari pleaded

“Nuh uh”

“But all the other girls are busy, you already did your part by making the cake”

You liked Bakugou, that part everyone suspected but you never confirmed. Rightfully so as they only occasionally bothered you about him. But it was these times when they pushed you together you regretted enjoying the special treatment he gave you. He yelled and cursed at you less, even being caught helping you out with lessons or training from time to time. 

“Why does it need to be a girl? Can’t Kirishima do it? Y’know being the only other guy he doesn’t completely hate!?” You tried to reason

“Nope, he’s using his teeth to help open packaging later” Sero adds

“What about Jiro? She never annoy Bakugou and she’s not annoying” You suggested

“I disagree” Kaminari butts in, passing by while holding a box of decorations to be hidden.

“As you said, they never talk, it would be uncomfortable”

You grumbled, after going through a list of anyone else but you. They gave out excuse after excuse, hiding the real reason they wanted you to do it this way. In reality, the Bakusquad promised Bakugou a date with you. You didn’t know, of course, as they didn’t know for sure if you liked him back and just used this excuse. 

“Oh yeah and the reservation is under your name” Kaminari said

“.....What?” you seethed. They said to distract him, not to take him out on a date!

“So you take him out to a cafe and keep him away from the dorms until about 6:30 pm” Kaminari said as you tried to swing at him

“So this was set in stone and I had to argue for nothing!? You bitch!” Ojiro had to step in and hold you back with his tail as Kaminari cowered behind Tokoyami and some others in charge of buying more stuff. 

“You should get changed, they’re gonna be back soon” Ojiro sweat-dropped as you glared at him. You sighed

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, the dumbass Pikachu is the only one with a death wish here” you growled as Kaminari ran to ‘uh- check on the stuffs’. Ojiro let you go and you stormed off to your room.

You put on a some denim pants with a simple black off shoulder shirt. You wore black boots and stuffed your phone and wallet into your purse. You finished light makeup and brushed your hair. You headed down and as you exited the elevator you heard a whistle from Kaminari

“Whoo Y/N you look hot. Looking pretty for your date I see” he smirked

“Dumbass Pikachu” you grumbled and sat on the couch with your arms crossed and a scowl on your face. Kirishima came and sat next to you, “Bakugou’s just getting ready, here, to pay for your date” he handed you some money.

“It’s not a fucking date” you said lowly and Kirishima chuckled, “sure” he said and walked away.

You slumped back down in the couch and took out your phone and scrolled through Instagram. The elevator was heard opening and Bakugou stepped out and Kaminari hollered at him too, this guy does not stop bugging you two. 

“Wow Bakugou, it’s the first time I’ve seen you wear something this nice” he said. Bakugou glared at him as he cowered away, “Your date’s over there” Sero snickered and pointed at your direction, Bakugou already making his way over.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP” you and him yelled simultaneously as they did so. You directed your glare at the floor and grabbed Bakugou by his wrist, missing the way his cheeks tainted pink. “Let’s go” you said and pulled him outside.

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The walk to the cafe was quiet, the cafe itself being really busy and known for its amazing treats and coffees. You can’t really walk in in the middle of the day expecting to find a seat as to why they had to call in for reservation. The place was pretty much full, not being as noisy as the people respected the fact it’s a cafe people come to enjoy their time. You told the busy waitress your name as she directed you two to a table and excused herself to get back to her work. 

You sat across from Bakugou and looked at the menu. You looked up from the menu and met Bakugou’s eyes. Deciding to break the ice he sighed, “Sorry you were dragged into this” 

You smiled nervously, since neither of you knew how the other got in this position internally screamed at yourself ‘DOES HE KNOW ITS A DISTRACTION? WHAT DID THEY TELL HIM? SHRUG IT OFF SHRUG IT OFFFFF’ 

“It’s fine, they gave us money to spend so let’s waste it all” you laughed as you swore his lips curved up a little. A waiters and waitresses were talking and sent a waiter to your table. You noticed this and told Bakugou to be ready with his order. Then you got an idea to mess with him. 

You jokingly gasped and he looked up at you, “Do I dare? Do I dare tell the waiters it’s your birthday?” You teased

His eyes widened and gave you a scowl, “Absolutely the fuck not” he said

You giggled and shook your head, “I’m just kidding, I won’t”

The waiter was called to a different table and he told a waitress to take care of your orders. She walked up to you, “So, what can I get for this lovely couple?’ she smiled

Your faces turned red as you looked away from each other, “We’re not dating” you said as Bakugou shook his head with a ‘nope’. 

She apologized as she took your orders, yours being a parfait and his being coffee jelly. She wrote it all down and walked away as you two were left with an awkward silence. You pulled out your phone and discreet picture of him and posting it on Instagram with the caption ‘aww he’s not screaming 💥💘 @bakugou_katsuki #BlazeIt’  You said, hinting at his party

He was scrolling through social media too and saw the picture he looked up at you and you giggled. He smirked and took a picture of you too laughing your ass off and posted it with the caption ‘This bitch is so annoying get her away from me 😠 fuck you @Y/N-the-flower’

You pouted at him and went to your phone to comment

‘no u’

You smirked at him and laughed. He snickered with you, the awkwardness finally fading away. You turned off your phone, refusing to look at the comments of yours and Bakugou’s pictures

U 2 having fun? 😚

Get some!!1!

Yall should just fuck already

The tips of his ears turned red as he read the comments and mumbled, “These fuckers”

You pushed his phone to his chest, “bitch, don’t mind them” You smiled and he put his phone away. The treats came and the waitress set down a milkshake, “Um, we didn’t order this” you said politely.

“Oh excuse me, it’s on the house for those cute couples who haven’t got together yet” You blushed again, and he scowled at her as the young girl chuckled, “Thought so”

She placed the parfait in front of you and the coffee jelly in front of Bakugou and the milkshake in between you two while setting down two straws. “Enjoy!” she said happily and left you two. You looked at him and shrugged as you pulled the parfait closer and stuck the spoon in the chocolate strawberry treat. You brought some of it to your mouth and brought your lips around it, moaning at the sweet taste. 

Bakugou’s eyes widened slightly at the whole thing, blushing and feeling his pants tighten. You looked at him, “dude, why aren’t you eating the food here is so fucking good” you said, unintentionally making a suggestive comment. 

“Uhm...” he said slowly taking a spoonful of his coffee jelly. You got another scoop of parfait and kept the spoon in your mouth a little longer. Bakugou was watching you with a weird abnormal expression in his eyes. You gazed at him with questioning eyes, “What’s wrong? Do you want some?” you asked and scooped some in the same spoon you used and brought it to his lips. 

The cool metal hitting his lips snapped him out as he reluctantly let you feed him. “You’re right, it is good” he grumbled. “Why were you acting weird anyway?” You asked, noticing how uncomfortable he looked. You slipped your foot out of the boot when you realized why, and rubbed it against the bulge you knew was in his pants. “Stop it!” he growled as you laughed and slipped your foot back in your boot.

 You smirked, “aww hell yeah, I fed Bakugou Katsuki without dying and I teased him” you cheered

He shoved a spoon of coffee jelly in your mouth to shut you up. “Now were even, and not a fucking word about this to the others!” he told you. You just giggled and nodded, swallowing the coffee jelly. You went back to eating as you just realized you indirectly kissed him...twice. You shook your head to push the thought to the back of your mind and ate another spoonful of parfait. 

You finished your parfait quickly as Bakugou did with his treat too. You both stared at the milkshake until you decided to speak up. “So, we gonna share?” you asked handing him a straw and taking the other for yourself. You grinned at him, “Wanna do that thing when we share and drink at the same time?” 

He shrugged, trying to hide the fact his heart was pounding. You took the straw from the paper and stuck it in, mixing up the contents of the tall glass. You then brought licked the unmixed whipped cream that remained on the top part of the straw, leaving some milkshake on your cheek. 

He called your attention, “You have a little something there” he said and pointed to your cheek, you licked as far as you could tasting some on your tongue so you thought, you got it. 

“Is it gone?”

“Ugh, dumbass”  he groaned and reached to swipe the drink off your cheek

“Thanks” you mumbled, turning a bright shade of pink

“Oh, what happened to confident little Y/N? Does touching your cheek make you blush?” he mocked

“Shut up, idiot” you said and grabbed his straw and put it on the other side of the milkshake. “Let’s take the picture”

“We’re taking a picture?” he asked, “Hell no”

“But it’d be cuuuute” you whined

“Fuck off”

“Please?” 

“No”

You stayed silent, “fine” you pouted pushing the drink away from you

“UGH” he groaned, “FINE! I’ll do it. No pictures!” 

You smiled and pulled it to you slightly, leaning on the table as Bakugou did the same, trying to keep his eyes from your cleavage. You both took a few sips and he pulled away first. You pulled away after a few more sips, “See! Harmless” you stated and pulled the milkshake for just you to drink.

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The milkshake was finished, you and Bakugou taking turns drinking from it. You looked at your watch, 4:03 pm. How the fuck were you supposed to distract him for 2 and a half more hours!? You payed for the treats you ate and stapped outside with Bakugou. 

“L’right, let’s go back now”

“NO!” you yelled unintentionally He looked at you with an eyebrow raised.

“I-I mean, uhh let’s go somewhere else”

“No, I’m tired”

“But I wanna go shopping” you said reluctantly, though you hated shopping

“No you don’t”

You sighed, “Yeah no I don’t...  But I wanna train”

“I already did earlier, plus you can’t train after we just ate”

You sighed and looked around for a distraction as he started walking away. “Wait!” you turned to your last resort

He looked back at you, “What?’

“Uh, um... I like you” You said quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. 

He chuckled, “After today it’s pretty obvious”

You scowled, “Shut up”

“I like you too dumbass, ‘s why the dumbasses promised me a date with you”

You realized why he agreed to go with you and your eyes met with him. “You said you were tired, right?” 

He nodded and you smiled, “Come” you said and grabbed his wrist once again. You led him to some woods and found a familiar trail of red carnations (that symbolize love, pride and admiration) that you followed, dragging Bakugou along. You reached a part of the woods that was just a big open space. It was full of flowers of all kinds, sizes, and colors. You let go and ran to the middle of it. He slowly walked to you as you giggled at the tumble you took. You saw him and pulled him down, a bed of daisies grew fast enough to catch him. He shook the shock out of him as you talked, “Daisies convey loyal love or could also be used to symbolize ‘I will never tell’ so this place is our little secret” you said.

He nodded and took in your features, your bright eyes, smooth hair, and perfect smile. You flipped over and looked at the sky, your face, relaxed and calm. “When no one knows about it, it stays quiet and peaceful, kinda weird bringing you here” you chuckled

He looked at the sky and put an arm behind his head, his other hand moving down to intertwine your fingers with his. “So, what’s up with this place? How’d you find it?” he asked quietly

“An old woman used to live in a house here and she was an old friend of my grandma. She allowed to come here and told me that when she passed away not to use the house since it was dirty, dusty, and full of pollen so she just told me to bury it in the soil and expand her beloved garden. So I did” you breathed out with a smile

He smiled when he looked at you and you met his eyes. “Wanna do something cool?”

He smiled, “Sure” and sat up. You didn’t stand up though, “You don’t need to move, I think there’s one here” you said referring to one of the tulip seeds you planted everywhere. You pressed your palm to the ground and activated your quirk

The ground rumbled as a huge tulip grew from underneath you. You laughed excitedly as it lifted you and Bakugou up, resting you two inside its halfway open petals. You rested against each other, your torso fell on his chest as he leaned back on a soft but firm petal. Your laughs softened as you got comfortable on his chest. He wrapped an arm around you and closed his eyes, allowing you to gaze at him and stealthily set an alarm for 6 o’clock. Soon you dozed off too.

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The alarm sounded loudly, waking you and Bakugou, the latter groaning and moving to stretch. “Sorry, sorry” you said, voice croaky from the nap, turning th alarm off and getting up. You rubbed your eyes, getting used to the light of the setting sun. Shaking Bakugou awake you suggested to get back before it gets dark and hard to get out of the woods. He nodded while groggily getting up, you using your quirk to get the tulip to drop you two down on the soft grass. 

You shivered from the lower temperature and Bakugou took notice. He wrapped his jacket around you and you put your arms through the holes. The sleeves that only reached halfway through Bakugou’s forearm, reached past your wrists. He thought you looked adorable, being small and all, but the moment is ruined when you decided to mock him, “Wow, didn’t know the Katsuki Bakugou was a gentleman”

“Shut up before I take it back” he grumbled

“Okay, okay” you threw your hands up in surrender

“Also,” he started, “Call me Katsuki” he whispered

“What was that?” you asked, feigning innocence

“CALL ME KATSUKI GODDAMNIT”

“Hey, hey, no need to yell, Katsuki” you said, his name rolling off your tongue

“Shut up, let’s get going” he secretly did like hearing you say his name. But he hid it whilst tugging you to the direction of Heights Alliance. You laughed and held his hand, leaning onto his arm. The walk was nice and comfortable, the both of you at peace with one another.

You reached the dorms, forgetting about the surprise party as you walked in the dark building, still latching onto Bakugou’s arm. The lights were suddenly turned on, everyone jumping out of their hiding places. 

“SURPRISE!!” everyone froze on the spot, seeing you clinging onto Bakugou, wearing his jacket.

“BAKUGOU GOT A GIRLFRIEND!?” everyone erupted into cheers as you buried your face into Bakugou’s chest as everyone tried to pry information out of you.

What about for bnha (any character) a darling that's actually happy to be getting this overwhelming affection and 'protection' like their touchstarved or something?

I decided to go with Bakugo for this if only because he’s the only one I can think of that wouldn’t take full advantage of a willing Darling. It’s nice to give him something to work with every once in a while, too, when I’m not seeing how often I can get away with making him cry.

Title: Protector.

TW: Unhealthy Relationships, Stockholm Syndrome, and Implied Kidnapping. 

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You’d never been much of a provider.

It was a preference, more than anything else. It wasn’t that you were inactive or unmotivated, you just liked to be… stable, for lack of a better term. Stability came with routine, with predictability, even if Katsuki didn’t seem like the type to shower you in either. There were too many factors, in a normal lifestyle. You couldn’t control how much rent would go up or how nice the people you spoke to would be, nor were you eager to try and do so on your own. You’d never had that kind of drive. Not like Katsuki did.

You weren’t made to survive on your own.

Your boyfriend was just the one to make that fact clear.

He was so much bigger than you. Usually, it was the cute, domestic height difference the media had fawned over back when you were still a new, shocking celebrity couple, but you could never seem to forget that you were the lesser half of a whole when he insisted on being this… close. It wasn’t really his fault. His eyes were still closed, a thin sheet draped lazily somewhere below his waist, but his body seemed to eclipse your own, an arm snaking around your midriff and keeping you pinned against his form as easily as a toddler would cling to a favored stuffed animal. Pale beams of sunlight shined through parted blinds, warming your skin wherever they made contact. You shifted towards the sensation, Katsuki’s bed wide enough to allow the slight change, but you stopped the moment you heard the mass behind you groan, pulling you closer in an effort to minimize the nonexistent space between you.

“One more hour,” He mumbled, his voice weighed down by sleep and exhaustion and all the things you were sure a strong, hard-working Hero was afflicted by. “It’s too early for… whatever you’re doing.”

You were silent, for a beat, not afraid to speak, but still hesitant to. Instead, you rolled over, resting your head in the space between his collarbone and his chin, more intent on making Katsuki think you were comfortable than anything else. It was nice to sleep next to someone, even if you had to remind yourself of that, occasionally. Nicer than that empty, freezing room you used to be stuck in, anyway. “You don’t have to work today,” You said, the statement as much of a declaration as a rebuttal. “We should do something, it feels like you haven’t been home in weeks.”

Another groan, this one labored and throaty, signaling Katsuki’s exaggerated discontent. With a single, muscular arm, you were pulled from your place at his side and deposited unceremoniously on his chest, left to straddle his stomach and glower as he settled onto his back, the man smirking as he scanned over your disheveled form. It was a lazy sort of affection, only made more potent as he cupped your cheek, pulling you into a kiss that was barely a kiss, his lips only just touching yours before you both devolved into tired laughter.

Katsuki was the first to speak, only a touch more awake than he had been a second or two ago. It was the most you could ask for, though. “Exactly. It’s my day off, so I get to say what we’re doing.” He paused, watching intently as you sat up. You almost thought about moving, but something about the hands currently resting on your hips gave you the feeling you wouldn’t get very far. “And I say we’re doing absolutely fucking nothing. I don’t want to hear, see, or deal with anyone outside these four walls, not until Deku calls me to cry about whatever he stubbed his toe on today.”

You pursed your lips, glad he wasn’t capable of giving you his full attention. Any expression so mildly opinionated would never escape his notice, anytime else. “I was really hoping we could go out--”

“You want to go outside?”

You realized your mistake as soon as the words left his lips. “No, that’s not what I--” You cut yourself off, taking a deep breath and straightening your back, attempting to seem professional, composed. As if asking for his permission was a courtesy, rather than an obligation. “I want to spend time with you, ‘suki, and I want to do it out there. I’m not trying to trick you or find a way out or--”

“Or run away?” With one hand, his nails dug into your skin, rooting you in place as he pushed himself up with the other, coming to tower over you with little more than a change of position. He glanced towards his sides, looking for a way to restrain you, but rope and cuffs and chains weren’t necessary. Not when his glare was enough to pin you down. “Because least time I trusted you, that’s what you did. You attacked me, then you ran.” You could hear him choke on the phrase, his voice hitching and emerging as a growl in an effort to compensate. “And now, you’re trying to do it again. I don’t know why I thought you’d gotten better.”

“I’m not.” It was a weak defense, but you didn’t have a better option. There was rarely a good way to defend yourself against someone as insistent as Katsuki. “I’m not like that, anymore. I’m not going to leave--”

At that, he scoffed, rolling his eyes in a way that told you he was past the point of listening. “Remember what happened when you tried to take care of yourself? Remember how long it took you to recover, and how desperate you were when you finally dragged yourself back home? How long did you last? A week, two of ‘em, at most. We’re just lucky you made it out of that alive.”

You hadn’t realized you were still holding onto him, not until you found yourself moving to clutch at your own shirt, kneading at the fabric like that would ease your nerves. “It was a mistake.”

“Got that right,” He agreed, the scowl pressed into his lips never wavering. “There’s nothing you can do out there. No one’s gonna step up and protect you, not like I do. You’re helpless without me. There’s no point in tryin’ to deny it, not after we both saw what’ll happen to you.”

He might’ve had more to say. He might’ve gone on until you were silent and shaking and he was still ranting about criminals and villains and all the things he seemed so convinced would end your life the moment you took a step without his help. You’d been gone for a month, you’d escaped for a month, but that didn’t make your eventual submission any less painful to recall, and it certainly didn’t stop the tears from gathering in the corners of your eyes, or muffle the scratchy, uneven sob that was clawing its way up your throat, demanding your acknowledgment before it surrendered.

Katsuki went quiet as you began to cry, but he was far from finished. Rather, his approach morphed into one of faux-sympathy and inescapable affection, his arms wrapping around your torso and dragging you towards him, smothering you in a strategy so uncharacteristic, you had to melt into it. Resisting wasn’t an option, when Katsuki chose to be patient. “It’s alright,” He muttered, his tone suddenly so soft, so tender. If anything, it only made you cry harder. “That’s why I’m here, yeah? I need to keep you safe, even when you’re too much of a dumbass to appreciate me. I have to keep you grounded.”

This time, you didn’t respond. You couldn’t. You were too busy burying your face in the crook of his neck and clinging to him and letting him cling to you, not daring to wonder why you’d been opposed to it, earlier.

He was right. Katsuki took care of you, protected you, and you couldn’t afford to consider the alternative. You didn’t want to consider the alternative.

It was easier to let him hold you than it was to think about why you shouldn’t want him to.

fruition // katsuki bakugou

↷ SYNOPSIS: In which you’re a wingman for your best friend, but somehow, you’re falling in love with Katuski Bakugou.

CHARACTER PAIRING: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

WORD COUNT: 8,446

WARNINGS: N/A

The Lonely Hearts Club has three members. The Lonely Hearts Club is also known as the Christmas Tree Club because you all are pining (Kaminari and Kirishima are huge fans of puns). Outside of Kaminari’s room, you call it the Christmas Tree Club (“We’re going to seem like a bunch of losers if we call it the ‘Lonely Hearts Club’ outside,” Kaminari bemoaned”). You’ve annoyed your classmates successfully by singing Christmas Tree songs at inopportune times, but that’s about it.

So far, it is also an unofficial club because you don’t want to explain to Aizawa why this club exists in the first place. It is awfully embarrassing to tell a teacher the reason why your club is called the Christmas Tree Club when it has nothing to do with Christmas trees and more of your raging idiocy and hormones. The three of you are just hopelessly single and alone and need support. Most likely, there’s nothing you can do about it since you’re all heroes-in-training, but all of you would like to hope that there’s something beyond being chained to a job. 

“What are our problems?” Kaminari complains one day, throwing his hands up in the air. His face is colored in anguish, and you can’t blame him. “Why can’t we stop being single?”

“Because of you,” you and Kirishima chime in sync. 

Kaminari glares at the two of you, raising his eyebrows. “Excuse me, I’m the only one out of us who has dated someone.”

“You’re excused,” you quip back, high-fiving Kirishima when he laughs with you. “My excuse is that I haven’t found the right person.”

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