Good Girl

Only You Could

Request: I'd like something about bakugou having a crush (neutral pronouns for reader)

I really hope you enjoy it!!

bakugou x gn!reader

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wc: 1k

He had so many things to focus on, he couldn’t spend time worrying about his frivolous crush. But how could he not when you’re just so perfect.

He hated you. Katsuki Bakugou was bound for greatness, not love. Romance just wasn’t in the cards for him. Well, that’s what he tells himself at least. He’s a grown man for god's sake, he shouldn’t have all eyes on you. He’s got a goal to focus on!

But boy is it hard to focus when you’re there. The way your soft voice rings through the conference room, the way you lock eyes with him when he speaks, giving him your undivided attention. God, he feels like he can't breathe when you look up at him like that. It wouldn’t be so much of a problem if it didn’t interrupt his work, but on days like today he just wanted to curl up and die.

There were about thirty heroes sitting around the long wooden tables, police officers and government officials standing all around. And even though he hated the media spotlight, the Firey man was the one selected to give the presentation.

“The fuck?! Why me, couldn’t you do it shitty Deku?” He says in his normal harsh tone.

“I-I’m sorry Kaachan, the board wants you to do it since, you um... uh never do them...” His voice getting softer and if Bakugou wasn’t right next to him it would have been inaudible.

Now here he is trying to get this over with as soon as possible going from slide to slide, effectively and efficiently talking about the task at hand. He’s made eye contact briefly with anyone in his line of sight because, even though he doesn’t do it often, the guy’s a great public speaker. But as he makes his rounds, you're the only one he avoids. The poor man doesn’t know if he’ll be able to continue if he looks your way.

But even knowing this, Bakugou gets so engrossed in the presentation he slips up and meets your gaze. Beautiful round eyes looking at him, showing that you’re listening. He stumbles over his words for a second, before stopping completely, just gazing at you softly. But you don’t let this go on for long, assuming he’s nervous. So, to reassure him to keep going, he’s doing great, you send him quite possibly the sweetest smile he’s ever seen in his entire life.

That’s it. He tapped out. He apologizes before swiftly making his way out of the room, seemingly telling everyone he was done, the meeting was done. The action went unnoticed by everyone except the blonde’s best friend. Kirishima jogs out of the room to catch up with him before he makes it too far.

He steps in the elevator just before it closes and the larger male grumbles incoherent words under his breath, his friend's presence completely going over his head. About a thirty seconds pass of the spikey red head waving his hand in front of Bakugou’s face before he finally gets through. “Hellloooo, earth to Katsuki!” He shakes his head seemingly trying to shake the thoughts away along with it.

“What was that about man?” Kirishima speaks in his normal enthusiastic tone as Bakugou glares.

“The fuck are you talking about?” He questions faking innocence. A smirk grows on the other male’s face at the embarrassment his friend must feel.

“Oh, you know, just leaving the room when we were only like three-quarters of the way done because you made eye contact with Y/N. Oh and that little smile they gave you, how cute! They’ve got the biggest crush on you ya know. But you’re not a relationship kinda guy so not like it would matter to you.” He states facing forwards but giving a little side eye to try and see the blonde’s reaction.

“How do you know that?” He growls, taking a step closer to the other male.

The elevator dings off at his floor and as he starts to walk off, he yells, “You can totally see it in the way they look at you. You know what they say bro! The eyes are the windows to the soul!” And just as his sentence finishes out, the doors close once more, only to leave Bakugou mortified. If Kirishima could see it in you, does that mean you saw it in him? What if he was just pulling his leg? What if you didn’t see him like that?

He makes it to his stop, letting the doors open fully before stepping out and making a beeline for his office. He’s a grown man. He tells himself for the nth time this week. His schoolgirl crush wasn’t going to go anywhere and the sooner he realized that the less disappointment there would be in the future.

His phone chiming breaks him out of his thoughts as he goes to see who is bugging him. But as he reads your name, he nearly drops his phone, scrambling out of excitement that you texted him. The lovesick boy tries so hard to contain his enthusiasm when he reads your text.

You: You did so good!!! Def not like those other meetings that drone on forever and ever, anyways I just wanted to tell you good job. :)

Boy the way his heart melted and was practically dripping onto the ground.

Katsuki: No big, I'm good at everything remember.

Cockiness is seeping through his tone even through the screen. Deciding that he’s had enough of this hopeless pining he makes his first big boy move ever.

“Come on, Katsuki. You got this, how hard can asking someone out be.” He whispers to himself.

Katsuki: How about since I did so good, I take you out for a celebratory dinner?

You: Isn't that more like a reward for me? Free food and a handsome date!

Katsuki: Trust me, if you only knew ;)

You giggle at your phone, looking like a crazy person kicking your feet at your desk, squealing in excitement.

Bakugou Katsuki hated you. But only because you make him feel something he thought he never could.

I MISS YOU

HOW SO BABES MASSAGE ME IM SORRY I HAVENT BEEN SUPS ACTIVE RECENTLY I MISS YOU TOO

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Feat. Tanaka Ryunosuke x F!Reader, Bokuto Kotaro x F!Reader, Tendou Satori x F! Reader

Description: Due to your loving boyfriend being in a different continent for personal reasons, you had been feeling quite lonely in your once shared apartment. You hadn’t expected him to come back for at least another three weeks, which almost seemed unbearable. You two had been keeping contact with innocent skype calls and text messages, until recently when things between the two of you get steamy through the screen. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Sexting, Mutual Masturbation,  Established Relationship, Long Distance?, Desperation, Mentions of Punishment, Brief Insecurities  Word Count: 2,681

Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything

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|♡| Tanaka Ryunosuke |♡|

“Miss you”

The short text has you smiling to yourself, kicking your feet at the edge of your bed as your boyfriend continues to complain about how tiresome this trip was and how much he wished he was in bed with you. It wasn’t long before your perverse boyfriend turned his sweet messages into provocative texts, hinting strongly to send him nude photos of yourself. 

“It’s fine if you dont wanna bby, just need a little motivation is all” He sends immediately after, noticing your lack of response. “Are the ones I sent before now cutting it?” You anxiously type the reply to which Tanaka is quick to respond. 

“Ofc, but you know I cant help but want more. I wanna see you.” 

You were always nervous about taking pictures. Always second-guessing your pose or hating on your expression. You had never felt like you were photogenic, and nudes seemed to only strengthen this insecurity despite Tanaka fucking it away numerous times before. 

But you knew your boyfriend, who was completely devoted and obsessed with your character. Just the slightest flash of skin and Tanaka would run laps and have slobber hang from his mouth. He was never shy about how attractive he thought you were. 

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i will have a late valentine’s day fic put by friday, it’s been really hard for me to write but i really want to do this so i’m holding myself to it and if i don’t then someone can literally delete my acc

this kinda tmi but i want a good 20 y/o katsuki who’s just absolutely shredded n so much bigger than me to fuck the living shit out of me

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based off of this

thinking about how you like to wear the tiniest costumes on halloween because you want to feel sexy and you do. Not only that but you make Katsuki be the other half, his costume being more modest seeing as how he doesn’t like dressing up all that much. But every. single. time. you end up getting cold and asking him for some of the layers to his costume.

Bakugou was less than phased by your choice of clothing, truth be told he didn’t care at all. If you thought you looked good in it (he always did too) than you would be wearing it no debate from him. You were so excited for this years annual halloween party because your costume was just too good. About two months ago you had started to gather the things for you and bakugou to be velma and scooby. You had it all planned out, turtleneck sweater that hugged your curves perfectly, a tiny little skirt, and some above the knee socks.

You wanted him to be shaggy but for whatever reason he said he’d be scooby. Dog head and all. Bakugou was on board with it as always, he did put up a fight when he realized how the character he was dressing up as acted, but you did some… convincing and he folded so quick.

Compliments after compliments on how the two of you looked together and then the familiar chill started. “Sukiiiiiii, m’ cold” You pout, cuddling into him. Bakugou looks down and you trying to snuggle into him for warmth and smiles at the cute display.

“Okay baby, let’s go change.” He says rubbing his pawed hand up and down your back. You look up at him confused thinking he didn’t have anything else to wear. “Change? What’re you gonna wear suki?” He doesn’t answer you but instead takes your hand to lead you to an empty bathroom.

“Just hold on, gotta get outa this thing first.” He mutters fumbling with the scooby suit zipper. When he finally gets it unzipped, you see the familiar brownish tan slacks and green untucked shirt.

Bakugou plans ahead, you should have known this. Once he fully steps out of the dog costume he hands it to you to wear. You giggle at the thought, the costume drowning you because of your size difference. You slipped your skirt off and put the fuzzy costume on instantly warming up.

“How do i look?” You giggle out holding out your paws.

“Very cute.” He says as he kisses the crown of your head and leads you back to the party.

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Katscki’s Rules!!

ik a lot of people won’t read this but here goes it

i didn’t think that i would need to make something like this but something has been bothering me so i will just do everything to get it out of the way

- If you are like 35-40 reading my stuff, i’m sorry but don’t. It is as uncomfortable for me as minors interacting with smut pages (and you might be thinking amelia this isn’t that common, but no it is i have had to block multiple people who claim to be not only like 37 but married with kids. The character i write for is 17 and i get it yes there will be a time skip bc the show is in the past and it has been out for like what 5 years so he has been 17 for that long but babe if your 40 you were not simping for him when you were a minor ya just weren’t.)

- If you are homophobic or racist you can go ahead and unfollow me now

-If you feel the need to leave hate comments referring to any of my followers or any requests people have asked for, you will be blocked. You can say whatever about me idc but if your going to be rude to someone at least have the decency to do it to their face and not over a screen. Better yet not at all.

as for now that’s it but i might add more later if need be :)

No but imagine it's your birthday and Katsu has went out of his way to make the day perfect for you, which includes cooking both dinner and a cake, only to have you on your bed while kneeling behind you, arm firm around your waist to keep you in place as he's sucking on your neck while knuckles deep inside you by the end of the night

CW/ TW. Explicit. Bratty!Reader, Fingering

AN. Ugh, this! Also, I apologize for any errors. I wrote this kinda late >.<

He's probably super sweet about it too: plans on letting you sleep in and bringing you breakfast in bed.

And you appreciate it, you really do. But literal weeks have gone by since you were last intimate—the images of Katsuki pressing you down against the sheets and calling you his good girl becoming fuzzy little figments.

You understand part of being a hero means long tiring days—in the office and on the field—and more often than not, he barely says hello before he's snoring into his pillow. 

Still, you can't help the small pout tugging at your lips when you wake up and find Katsuki's side of the bed cold. You look between the offending imprint left behind to the open bedroom door where the smell of breakfast wafts in from the hallway, on the verge of burrowing back into the blankets before your boyfriend pops in with a tray full of food. 

You continue to sulk even though the food smells good (of course it does), and as Katsuki's husky morning voice gives you goosebumps. 

"Happy birthday, baby." 

It doesn't take him very long to catch on to your sour mood, or the way your eyes not-so-subtly trace the defined naked lines of his abdomen.

You almost smirk triumphantly when his gaze drops down between slowly parting knees, until his face shifts into a look you know all too well. 

A squeak catches in your throat when he drags you down the bed by your ankle, gulping loudly at the smirk that splits across his lips—

"Such an ungrateful fucking brat," he growls into your skin, marking the spot on your thigh with his teeth just to hear your sweet moans.

"'M not," you sob into your pillow, fingernails digging into the soft sheets. 

"Coulda'," he bites again, this time closer to where your thigh met your slick folds, "fooled me." 

You shiver, clenching down hard around his fingers.

"Listen to how sloppy this pussy is." His voice drips with condescension while his fingers scissor in and out of you at a torturously slow pace. "You like it when I treat you like a needy little slut, huh?" 

All you can do is moan, thoughts reduced down to mere static from the way he's fucking you. 

"Better say thank you after I'm done because this is all you get."

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want him.