pairing: bakugou katsuki x reader
scenario: your husband’s reaction when your child tells you to “shut up” wasn’t what you expected.
Keitaro Bakugou had always been a troublesome child but not in the way that others might assume. Yes appearance wise he’s practically a carbon copy of his father and yes he’s loud and confident as well but he’s also very much like his mother, mischievous. So when you brought up the idea of pranking his father he was all in.
While you two were plotting, your dear husband was with your youngest and oldest boys. All sat around the living room enjoying each others presence with him reading a book (yes with glasses) and your children playing a co-op video game.
The plan you two came up with was that he would tell you shut up when you nagged him about his chores or something. It was actually your idea to do this one in particular since you saw it circling around TikTok awhile ago. So he shouldn’t know about the trend but then again he wouldn’t have known anyways since he doesn’t really use the app. Kei was a lot more hesitant in executing this plan not necessarily worried about his dad’s reaction but more so on how you’d feel. But after you explained to him that you know it’s not malicious in any way he agreed.
So to set the scene he stormed out the door, putting more pressure in his steps basically stomping downstairs.
“I SAID I’LL DO IT LATER!!!” he yelled out loud immediately capturing the attention of his brothers and father.
The oldest, Ryuu, looked at him with pure judgement as Kei glared or tried to at your crossed arms figure. Takeshi the youngest had a confused expression, and Katsuki although was astonished at the audacity of Kei’s attitude (as if he wouldn’t have gotten it from him if it’s the case) was mostly wondering why he was shouting at you when out of the three brats he was the most mama’s boy there was.
“Kei I’m telling you to clean your room now.” you said with finality in your tone.
“So what? It’s my room I’ll clean it when I want to.” he groaned turning around.
At that Katsuki had already closed his book and stood up ready to intervene.
“You need to listen to me Kei—“
“Can you just shut up already!” he shouts raising his voice in a manner he doesn’t ever typically reach if at all.
Then a deafening silence echoes throughout the usually loud household with Ryuu gripping onto his controller looking like he wanted to knock some sense into his brother and Takeshi’s eyes widening as his mouth hung slightly open at the disrespect being displayed. On the other hand Katsuki seemed to shift to his pro hero mode, serious and unwavering purpose to set things right.
“Keitaro Bakugou I know you did not just shout at your mother like that.” he spoke firmly, devoided of its usual warmth.
He stalked closer to the unmoving boy. “—that’s your room right? well this is our house and if you want to keep living here I suggest you apologize to your mother right now—“
Before he could scold Kei any further you stepped in placing a hand around his abdomen.
“Wait! wait— Kats he’s just joking, we’re just joking.” you intervened now fully hugging his side as your accomplice gives him a nervous grin.
Ever so clever Katsuki immediately connected the dots, just exasperated at both your antics.
“You two are gonna be the death of me.” returning your hug and affectionally grabbing Kei around the neck to join.
“I should’ve known, Kei’s bad at acting.” Ryuu mentions from behind as Takeshi nods in agreement.
“Yeah, he’s also bad at Minecraft.”
Having heard that Kei threw his head up from his parents arms, trying to defend himself while recoinciling with his father.
“The creeper crept up on me!”
“Oh really? I wouldn’t have guessed.” Ryuu sarcastically answered.
As the three kids continued to argue or well— two oldest as the youngest one encourages the feud. Bakugou broke off from the hug and put Kei with the other two on the couch. Noticing their father’s disapproval at their little quarrel they quieted down.
“You three should know better than to argue with us infront of you. As punishment you’re gonna go to your grandparents tonight.”
The trio blinked up at him in confusion. They’d always argue at times even when you two were around and never got this so called penalty.
“How is that a punishment?” Kei asked in genuine perplexity.
“Well it ain’t really so much for you, m’ just gonna have a long talk with your mother tonight. Can’t have her encouraging this kinda behavior.” he fauxed a grave appearance as he glanced at you with a different intention unknown to the boys.
Oh you were in for it now.
You are so fucked.
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Pairing: HockeyPlayer!Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: College AU, Hockey AU, fluff + smut Playlist: I wanna be your Endgame Warnings: 18+, smut, fuckbuddies to lovers, semipublic/public sex, dirty talk, creampie, oral, handjobs, fingering, hickeys, mentions of cigarettes + alcohol. Reader is a creative writing student. Sukuna is an ice hockey player + history student. This story will have approximately 13 chapters. Minors don't interact. Header by me. Divider @/benkeibear
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Chapter 03
Chapter 04
Chapter 05
Chapter 06
Chapter 07
Chapter 08
Chapter 09
Chapter 10
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Chapter 12
Chapter 13
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summary: why doesn't your boyfriend's dad like you?? you're rich, pretty... somewhat nice! and you have amazing fashion sense. whatever, you're not the type to shrink under pressure. and anyway, he’s stuck with you forever.
notes: touya todoroki x spoiled!reader, suggestive, tw: enji todoroki, no quirk au, unedited, reader mentions marriage, she is very bold very diva!
word count: 1.2k
the wind flutters through your open windows, carrying in the scent of salt air and daddy’s money. you grin at the breeze like it’s flirting with you, tugging playfully at your silky pink robe.
"my father doesn't even want you near me let alone on our yacht."
you huff, folding your arms like a spoiled brat. "why not? i'm rich, i'm pretty, i'm.. kind." you hum, fluttering your lashes in faux innocence.
touya smirks, holding up a finger. "doesn't like liars either."
"shut up!" you roll your eyes with a huff. "i'm going." there’s a pout in your tone as you stomp away with the flare of someone used to getting her way.
you ignore his knowing sigh before continuing from inside your barbie dreamhouse closet. "and he'll just haveta suck it up!"
"okay whatever, my brother won't leave you alone though." your boyfriend notes, sitting down at your vanity boredly.
"i don't care!" your voice echoes from somewhere between your shoe wall and color-coded lingerie drawer.
touya grins, lifting some glittery serum bottle to eye level and inspecting it before dropping it back onto the humongous vanity and shamelessly looking through your belongings. skincare, makeup, mess.
"the fuck is too faced?" he squints at the label of a blush cover. "you're not two-faced, you're just a bitch."
you reappear from the walk-in closet, mini skirt in hand as you stare at him with a small grin. "you're one to talk, daddy's boy."
"that doesn't make me a bitch- also ow?" he sasses.
you pad across the pink plush carpet as your lips curl into a grin. "you're my little bitch...!" you coo, blowing him a kiss.
"not cute." he rolls his eyes, unamused.
“very cute,” you correct in singsongy tone, draping the mini skirt over your meticulously made bed before flitting across your extravagantly large room in search of accessories.
“what if i said i don’t want you to come?” he grunts when you pick up some earrings and hold them against your ears, ogling yourself in one of your many mirrors.
“i wouldn’t believe you, duh.”
“right.” he dryly chuckles, fingers tapping against the vanity. “and why is that?”
you twirl a diamond-studded hoop against your ear, admiring the way it sparkles in the afternoon summer sun spilling through your windows. “cuz i'm perfect.”
“you’re insufferable, that’s what.”
the todorokis' yacht gleams smugly as it floats in the private dock’s crystal clear water. your miu miu heels click against the polished deck as you board, phone in hand and already opening the front facing camera.
you hum to yourself, snapping a pouty selfie at the breeze tousling your hair just right.
touya trails behind, dressed in his typical "yeah i've got money but i only hint at it" way. black tee, loose tommy hilfiger shorts, silver chain glinting in the sun.
you flash a sugary smile at a nearby crew member. “can you bring us some champagne? the pink one, not the regular one!”
you stomp toward the upper deck, calling over your shoulder, “i’m going to tan. don’t talk to me unless you’re complimenting my legs or bringing me fruit, kay?”
touya follows with a slow, lazy hum, hands in his pockets. “what happened to being kind, huh?”
“i am kind,” you say, reclining onto one of the cushioned loungers like you were born on it. “i just have standards.”
he leans down to mumble in your ear, probably not even aware of the stir of arousal he brings because if it. “you mean you just like when people worship you.”
your grin is immediate and shameless. “duh. why else do you think i let you stick around?”
“you dragged me here,” he reminds you, recalling the earlier conversation when he told you he didn’t wanna go to his family’s outing.
“and yet,” you coo, tugging him closer by the hem of his shirt, “you’re still standing here. wearing the sunscreen i packed for you cuz i knew you'd forget!”
he sighs, but doesn't pull away. “you’re exhausting.”
“you love me, baby.” you smile, pecking his lips.
“yeah, unfortunately.”
from behind his shades, you catch the way he watches you as you stretch out in your designer bikini, glittering in the sun like a rich little menace. you reach over, snatching his drink without asking.
“my dad’s staring,” touya mutters, going to sit beside you, his hand brushing yours.
“good!” you chirp, sipping from the glass with a pop of your lip gloss. “let him, maybe then he’ll finally realize i don’t care what he thinks.”
there’s a beat of silence between you two as the boat finally begins to move, pulling away from the dock. you tilt your head, watching touya out of the corner of your eye.
“you look pretty in the sunlight,” you say softly.
he smirks, eyes still closed with his head leaned against the chair. “yeah?”
“mhm!” you hum. “almost as good as me.”
he groans, dragging a hand over his face dramatically. “there it is.”
the yacht has only just slipped into deeper water when you start to get annoyed by it. enji's stare. you roll your eyes, clutching the glass of champagne delivered to you with a slight glare at the sound of heavy footsteps coming toward you.
“excuse me,” comes the gravelly, serious voice of enji todoroki. you turn your head with the exaggerated grace of someone expecting paparazzi. he stands in a crisp linen button-down and expensive loafers, looking like a walking tax bracket.
“yes?” you blink sweetly, tipping your sunglasses down your nose.
“you plan to spend the whole afternoon lounging?”
you give him your most dazzling, weaponized grin. “duh! it's a yacht, not a bootcamp.”
“you know, this isn’t your world, little girl.” he says lowly. “you float into things, take space. you don’t understand what it means to actually be needed somewhere.”
the air sharpens like it’s waiting for a very unnecessary fight, but you just hum, smiling to yourself as you pick up a chocolate covered strawberry from a chilled bowl the crew brought over.
you slide your shades up into your hair after taking a bite into the sweet fruit. touya exhales next to you, readjusting his position like he already knows something cheeky is about to leave your mouth.
“mister todoroki, i've tried to get you to like me.” you lick a smudge of chocolate from your thumb as you continue chewing, then sit up straighter, crossing your legs.
"but you're wrong. it is my world." you giggle. "i'm gonna be the first mrs. todoroki of my generation," you say simply, ignoring touya's choking and the widened eyes of enji. "so maybe you should treat me with more respect."
enji doesn’t answer, too ticked off. he just exhales with his eyes closed, like he’s releasing a deep, decades long sigh of regret, and walks off— probably to find a stiff drink and pretend you don’t exist.
you sigh, laying back against your lounge chair like nothing as you slide your shades back down.
"what the hell was that?" touya murmurs, still facing you.
"my announcement."
“baby, you can’t just-”
“you already let me sort your cologne drawer!" you interrupt, tilting your head to him. "i’m already halfway to being your wife.”
touya covers his face with both hands, squeezing his eyes shut. “you are the scariest woman alive.” he mumbles.
you let out a satisfied chirp, taking a sip from your glass with a pop of your lips. “compliment me and maybe i’ll let you kiss me with tongue later.”
“jesus christ.”
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pairing: hockey player!katsuki x trainer!reader
warnings: cussing, tensions, bakugou kinda being very forward
notes: hockey player katsuki save me 🤤
what started as teasing texts between the star hockey player and the team's trainer turns into late-night tension and feelings neither of you want to name
Credits artist @Ikarotsu
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