Friable.

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[8:47pm]

judge me all you want but i was watching monsters inc. while writing this 😈💪🏼 btw characters are in hs

rushed and not edited 😍🙌🏼

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Bakugou Katsuki is such a good kisser. It’s almost hard to believe that you were each other’s very first kisses he’s that good. You were almost always at his house and his mother absolutely adored you. However, whenever you started to get deep into a conversation with her, you were whisked away by your angry boyfriend.

He always always always takes your hand to lead you up the stairs and shuts his door. Wouldn’t want his old had to be spying on you guys now. Not that she would but he’s a little paranoid.

Bakugou leads you to his bed to which he will immediately pull you onto his lap so you are straddling him. “Sukiii, i just got here.” you whine. He begins to kiss down your neck, sucking your favorite spot then nipping at it lightly.

“Mmm, don’t care. Kiss me.” He says making his way further up your neck to your jawline. Once you finally begin to kiss him back, he adds more fevor to the kiss. Moving his head at the right times, sensually tonguing at your mouth in the most deliciously disgusting way possible.

“mm suki” He glances up at you but soon realizes you weren’t beckoning his attention, but more so calling out to him for more.

And then for the next hour or so before you had to go home it continued on like that. Slow sensual kisses, touches, hickeys around each other’s necks. But when it finally was time for you to leave, he will escort you back downstairs asking if you could stay for just a little longer.

“Oh, your leaving already Y/N? Well come back soon hun you’re always welcome!” His mom will say before looking at her son. “Katsuki what’s on your neck?” You take that as your sign to make a run for it, “Well, I um i’m gonna head out, bye suki love you, and bye mitsuki!” She turns back to her son to examine his neck further. “Oh my god, is it a hickey?!” “Hah?”

“Katsuki Bakugou you have a hickey on your neck go look.” She giggles out. Bakugou runs to the mirror to find the purple bruise located where his collar bone meets his neck, the spot that had him keening out for you.

“She is so dead” he mumbled going back to his room.

“Don’t be too hard on her now Katsuki,” Mitsuki calls from the bottom of the steps. “Yeah yeah whatever.”

suki<3: you left a hickey on my neck? how the fuck am i supposed to get this off?

Y/N🙄🧡: you didn’t seem to mind when i was doing it (っ◕‿◕)っ ♥

suki<3: well i didn’t really notice it when it was happening. and cut it with the stupid emoticons

Y/N🙄🧡: aww why cause it felt so good suki?? i’m flattered (>‿♥)

suki<3: keep tellin yourself that baby, hags callin me for dinner, i gotta go

suki<3: talk to you later, i love you, pretty 🧡

Y/N🙄🧡: i love you too suki <3333 smooch smooch

suki<3: 😘

Y/N🙄🧡: AHHHH OMGOMG YOU-

Y/N🙄🧡: IM SO IN LOVE

Y/N🙄🧡: MY BF IS SO NICE TO ME

Y/N🙄🧡: YOU LOVVVEEE MEEEEE

Y/N🙄🧡: KISSKISSKISSKISSKSS😘😘😘😘😘

read by suki<3 at 6:39pm

So I left shifttok a while ago bc of how depressing it started to feel, but now that TikTok was banned in the US (mind you I’m Australian) and majority of shifttok is moving here, I’m getting back into the community :)

My TikTok is sophjun3 if you’re interested in fangirl/aesthetic content, but here is where I’ll focus on shifting! I’ll make an introduction post sooon 🩶

Bakugou Katsuki, as you’ve come to learn, is a very animated sleeper.

It all started one night when you blinked yourself awake in the quiet of your moon-kissed shared bedroom, a heavy feeling pressing down onto your body. You took a few moments to orient yourself, the vague remnants of a lingering dream winking out before your eyes. You weren’t sure why exactly you’d decided to wake up at this moment, but you were feeling a bit overheated. Summers were always brutal. When you glanced over at Katsuki, you realized that the heavy feeling you’d been puzzling over was actually his arm… and most of his torso. And one of his legs. He was splayed out on his stomach, the side of his face smooshed into his pillow as faint snores left his slightly open mouth. His head was close enough that you could feel the gentle puffs of air from his mouth against your cheek, see the small movements his eyes made as he probably dreamed a dream worthy of pro-heroes.

You blinked at him for a moment, then lifted your head slightly to look down at your body, the way Katsuki was nearly rolled on top of you. This wasn’t even the position you’d both fallen asleep in; no wonder you were feeling a bit stuffy. Katsuki always ran hot, which made him an absolute nightmare to sleep with in the warmer months of the year. You huffed out a breath of air through your nose, then tried to shift away from him a bit — at least so that you could wiggle out from under his torso.

You’d just moved a few centimeters when you heard a break in Katsuki’s breathing, his head shifting slightly as he blinked blearily at you with tired crimson eyes.

“Wuzzwrong?” he slurred slightly, lifting his head a bit from his pillow so that he could peer at your face. His hair was a bit flattened on the side he’d been resting on while the rest stuck up like a spiky dandelion.

You shook your head, a small smile on your lips at the sight of his lopsided hair. “It’s nothing,” you whispered to him, lifting up a hand so you could gently press the side of his head back onto his pillow. He let you do so with little protest, still blinking hazily all the while. “Just feeling a bit hot, is all.”

He watched you carefully for a moment, and you wondered if he was even fully awake to process what you were saying. Then he mumbled something indecipherable and rolled over onto his other side. You breathed out a sigh of relief when his body moved off of you, shuffling to make yourself comfy once more as Katsuki started snoring again almost immediately. It didn’t take long for you to fall back asleep after that, though once you woke up again in the morning, Katsuki had somehow managed to end up halfway splayed over you once more.

The next time something like that happened, you weren’t so lucky when waking up.

You were jolted awake, blinking rapidly as you stared up at the darkened ceiling of your bedroom. It took you a moment to process that you weren’t dreaming anymore, your vision swimming slightly before you blinked a few more times to clear it up. You were confused, a slight stinging sensation on your cheek making you furrow your brows. There was a weight pressed against your face, and upon turning your head, you realized that it was Katsuki’s hand. Your brows furrowed, the pieces clicking together.

The fucker had slapped you in his sleep.

You sighed, using your hand to gently move his own out of your face. He twitched slightly as you did so, his leg moving along your stomach. It was then that you realized he was splayed out like a starfish on his back, one of his thick legs resting on your torso while his hand was stretched out towards your cheek. Like this, his head was just on the edge of the bed, his opposite arm hanging off towards the floor. He seemed none the wiser to his position, slumbering peacefully away without a single care in the world.

Good for him, you thought only a little bit grumpily, glancing at the small digital clock on the nightstand next to Katsuki’s side to see it was well past two in the morning. Good that he gets to sleep while I’m awake. Bitch.

You huffed, then decided you couldn’t just leave him in this kind of precarious position; you didn’t want him to hurt his neck, after all. So you sat up slowly, turning your body so you could carefully reach over to his head to snake a hand underneath it. You’d just barely managed to squeeze your fingers under his big head before you heard a break in his breathing. He blinked himself awake, lifting his head up slightly as he gazed at you confusedly. His expression almost made you laugh, especially with the way he squinted up at you through the dim lighting of the room.

“Huh?” he eloquently asked, sleep still addling his brain as you waited for him to somewhat process what you were doing.

“You’re gonna hurt yourself like that,” you told him gently, and he wordlessly moved his gaze to see that he was very much close to possibly rolling off the bed. He grumbled under his breath, raising his body so he could shuffle back into a proper position next to you. He moved his leg off your stomach, and you lowered yourself back down onto the bed. The moment your head hit your pillow, Katsuki threw an arm over your chest and tugged you closer to him, burying his face in your hair. He breathed in deeply, then exhaled, increasing his grip on you. Within a few seconds, he was out cold once again, his breaths ruffling the small hairs on your face.

You really had no idea how he kept switching positions like that through the night. You always fell asleep together with him holding onto you, pressing your back to his chest as though he could force you into himself if he tried hard enough. It was kind of funny to you that he moved around a lot in his sleep. It was even funnier that he never seemed to remember when you told him about it in the morning. But even if he kept waking you up at night, you found that you really didn’t mind too much. Not when he held you like this, one of his legs coming up to wrap across your thighs in a way that made you feel safe. Secure.

You sighed, closing your eyes with a small smile on your face.

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔞𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔠

things a writer hears;

"you like writing? oh, you must be so smart!"

you have no idea what you are talking about, irene. today, I found out the difference between "orchid" and "orchard". do not attempt to assume i have any intellectual prowess. i am a god at faking it. tell me how it feels to wear the chains of loyalty to a pyre built upon deceit.

Nervous

pairing: fem!reader x katsuki bakugo; mutual pining

summary: nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo.

a/n: this is honestly just self indulgent.

Bakugo doesn't typically get nervous.

He felt confident in his academic ability. While Yaoyorozu took the spot as the top ranking student from the recent math test, he was still near the top with a near perfect score.

As for his quirk, he's come a long way being a third year and all. He continues to surpass his limits every day. He feels satisfied while looking at the gradual progression of his physical ability.

Regardless, there's no preparation when he sees you walk into homeroom.

He can feel his heart beating a bit faster than usual. Hearing his heart beating in his ears.

So he tries to slow down his breathing.

But that makes his head go dizzy.

So he throws that plan out the window.

He tries to breathe like normal. But then what's the normal pace for breathing? Or what was normal for him?

He can feel his palm get sweaty as he was gripping his pencil. He quickly wipes his hands on his uniform pants.

Small, almost silent, pricks can be heard from the combination of Bakugo's quirk and his pants.

All while he is trying to remember how to breathe normally.

He almost didn’t realize that you sat next time to him if it wasn't your perfume.

It was sweet.

You were sweet. Always considerate and kind towards your friends.

Friends.

Pretty sure you guys are somewhat friends, Bakugo likes to think.

You guys don’t talk much though, Bakugo tries to keep the conversation to a minimum, not because he doesn't like you.

Quite the opposite, actually. It's because he will turn into a stuttering, blushing mess if you look at him with those pretty eyes of yours.

Don't believe me? Let's take a look at last week incident, shall we?

It was a day at gym gamma for class 1-a, typical quirk-strengthening session for them. Everyone was occupied with their own physical abilities.

Kirishima, in particular, was tearing up a rock wall with his hardening quirk. The wall began to have multiple cracks, in fact, a large one was scaling to the top.

A piece of debris was about to fall.

Kirishima looked up a bit too late and saw that the slab of rock was leaning above Bakugo.

Bakugo, on the other hand, was absorbed in his training as he was perfecting his aim for his AP shot move. His arms felt heavy and his arms were getting tired of the weight of his gauntlets.

"Bakugo, watch out!" Kirishima calls out.

Bakugo quickly looks to his side, listening to Kirishima's warning, but he realizes what used to be a sunny spot, was overshadowed by something.

Bakugo looks up and sees the upcoming rubble.

He didn't have time to blink before the falling debris was pulverized.

Bakugo looked in awe yet confusion at how sudden all this was, and wondering how did he not get smushed?

"You're a real damsel in distress aren't you?"

Bakugo's eyes widened at the familiar feminine voice and the source as to why he wasn't just crushed right now.

He looks to his left side and sees you smirking.

Actually, he wished the boulder crushed him.

"Y-you're the real damsel in distress here!"

"Yeah? Will you be my knight and shining armor, then?" Y/n said while nearing Bakugo.

Katsuki's face felt like it was on fire. He developed enough sweat to blow up a small village.

"No, of course not! Save yourself!"

"Aaah so you don't want to be number one then, huh?"

"Huh!? I-I never said that! Don't put words in my mouth, extra!"

Y/n only chuckled a bit and as the moment passed, she looked at Bakugo with a look that he couldn't really describe, but she looked like she was on the cusp of asking something.

But she blew out some air and walked away, returning to her spot in the gym to resume her training.

And you being effortlessly stunning doesn’t really help.

“Pst, Bakugo. Did you study for today’s quiz?”

Bakugo nearly jumped out of his seat. Hearing you say his name was music to his ears. His heart beat feels like a rising crescendo on a drum set.

"Tch, of course."

"Damn, I kinda forgot" Y/n laughed a bit and sent an easy-going smile his way.

Bakugo feels like he's melting at that smile of yours. It's like you want him to embarrass himself.

Before Bakugo can reprimand you, Aizawa enters the classroom and begins class.

The bell rang, signaling it's time for lunch.

Class 1-a made their way to the cafeteria, splitting to different groups as such.

Bakugo was observant. Well, specifically towards Y/n. He felt like whenever he got the chance his eyes always gravitated towards her.

Y/n typically sat at Midoryia's table, so she was walking beside Uraraka towards the line to get food.

"Ooo! Y/n, c',mon, hurry! They are going to run out of curry buns!" Uraraka urges her friend to join her in running to make the line.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming!" She starts to pick up the pace.

However, there was a small puddle in Y/n's way, of course, she didn't notice this.

One wrong placement of her foot, and she was slipping backwards.

Uraraka looked back and realized, but it was too late as she reached out her hand, hoping to help.

Y/n squeezed her eyes shut at the impact, but it never came.

Someone did catch Y/n.

And it was a certain spiky haired kid with sandy blonde hair who had the biggest crush on her.

Y/n opened her eyes and looked into Bakugo's.

It took a couple seconds to realize how close they were.

They were so close, so close that if they were any closer, they would probably touch-

Oh, boy, did they turn into ripe tomatoes.

Bakugo immediately raised Y/n so quickly as if her skin was scalding hot water. Y/n letting out a small yelp in response.

Now, they stood facing each other, letting silence take over.

"Um-"

"Thanks for catching me!" Y/n spoke quickly and began to speed walk in the opposite direction, trying to catch up with Uraraka.

While Bakugo was still trying to process at how close in proximity they were just a few seconds ago.

It was quick, but Y/n turned back to see Bakugo still standing there.

She looked sorta conflicted, but she ended up quickly making her way back to Bakugo. Until she was right infront of him once again, but was a lot closer.

She quickly got on her tip toes and kissed his cheek and said, "I guess you really are my knight in shining armor." And once again, turned and left as fast as she arrived, leaving Bakugo speechless.

He felt like his world stopped for a good minute.

He touched his cheek where you kissed, trying to savor the feeling.

“You okay, y/n?” Ochako asked as her friend finally caught up to her.

“Yeah, just a bit flustered is all.” Y/n reassured with a small smile.

It was the end of the school day, class 1-a was retiring to their dorm rooms.

Y/n was walking with Mina while Bakugo and Kirishima were behind them.

"How well do you think you did on that quiz today? I guessed on some of them, but I feel like I got most of the concepts down." Mina questions.

"Let's just say I'd be surprised if I got anything right on that quiz." Y/n said with a scratching the back of her head in embarrassment.

Mina throws her head back and laughs, as Y/n looks down with a small smile playing her lips.

"Hey Y/n, you should get Bakugo to tutor you. He may not look it, but he really gets the material." Kirishima refers to his explosive bestie.

Kirishima knew the little crush Bakugo had, it was obvious to see. Nonetheless, Y/n felt that maybe her feelings weren't reciprocated.

Y/n looks behind at Kirishima, head nods, then turns her attention to Bakugo.

Bakugo took a self note to blast Kirishima into the sky later for putting him on the spot, especially in front Y/n.

"It's not that hard." Bakugo mumbled.

Y/n noticed Bakugo's face to be redder than usual, but she chalked it up to the cold weather at the moment.

Kirishima and Mina shared a knowing looked, which led to Mina exasperatedly say, "Okay, well we'll let you guys sort out of the details. Let's go Kirishima! Let's see what we are having for dinner." Mina and Kirishima walked off to the dorm building.

Y/n made a mental note to scold Mina about leaving her alone, especially with Bakugo.

There was some silence.

Bakugo felt like his mind was going a million miles per hour at the moment. Trying to find the right words to go about this.

"So, I hear you're a tutor" "We can tutor in my room"

They spoke at the same time.

Then the silence erupted again.

The mere thought of being alone in a room with Bakugo, even just studying, made Y/n turn into a tomato.

While Bakugo thought he jumped the gun at offering his room to study. She didn't even ask yet!

"That sounds great!" "N-no I mean."

Again, simultaneously.

Y/n let out a breathy laugh at how awkward this is going. If only the pair weren’t so awkward with each other.

"Oh, so you can't tutor me?" Y/n asked slowly to make sure she's clear.

"No! I mean, yes!"

Y/n titled her head to one side in confusion at his dual answers.

Bakugo thought it was the cutest thing, though.

"I mean, I can tutor you” Bakugo lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding, “if you want”.

Y/n let out a sigh of relief as well, trying to calm her racing heart.

"I'd like that." Y/n smiles at Bakugo and he feels his legs turn to jelly. He merely nods, trying to act cool.

Y/n turns to walk into the dorms. As soon as she is inside, Bakugo finally lets up on his stone-cold feature and jumps up in excitement at being successful in talking to Y/n.

He even raised his fist in the air for the achievement, doing his happy dance.

The moment of success was short lived as he turned back to the entrance of the dorms and spots Y/n through the window, staring at him with wide eyes.

Bakugo is beyond embarrassed.

However, y/n just offers a lighthearted smile and a wave.

He returns the favor and walks in.

As much as he thought that he was an absolute dork in front of her, he couldn’t help the smile that reached his face.

I'm sending you all a kiss on your pretty tummies because they're pretty and you're pretty and that's it ok