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I have sooooo many questions about tiktok!reader and Hawks’ relationship with one another… does Hawks know about [redacted]? What was it that made them start hooking up? Does reader stop hooking up with him when things start getting more serious with Bakugo? How does he feel about if she does?

cw: assault implications, reader is post assault. reader is visibly bruised

the first time:

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It's weird for you to go Hawks' room, but he doesn't react when the door opens, his lopsided smirk the same as it always is.

"Hey." His teeth are freshly de-braced and he licks the now smooth fronts. "What are you doing?"

"Hey," you repeat back to him. "Do you wanna fuck?'

Hawks tilts his head back and laughs and laughs and laughs, from the bottom of his chest. It goes on ling enough that you should feel embarrassed, but the feeling never comes. Feelings never come easily nowadays, replaced by this itching, growing void that you aren't sure how to fill.

"You don't?"

"I just didn't expect you to be asking me that." He leans in, arm on the door frame. "Have you even had sex before?"

The question pisses you off, but you try not to let it show. Your smile isn't solidified yet, faultering ever so slightly. "Have you?"

Hawks rolls his eyes, tongue jammed into his cheek. Of course, he's had sex, it's all the handler's talked about for weeks. It's why you're here, because you know he'd touch you.

Not that you want him to touch you. You just don't want to feel empty anymore. Sex will make you feel something, at least. and that's better than the numbness.

"Alright, sure, yeah." He gestures inside and you follow. "Let's fuck. Why not?"

Blood rushes to your ears so quickly that you can hear your heartbeat begin to pick up speed. Fear and anticipation both taste metallic in your mouth, and you try to savor the taste despite how sour it has become. The door clicks locked behind you and you immediately start unbuttoning your pants, pushing your panties down with them. Hawks just raises a brow, eyeing you up and down as you stand there, in the middle of his room, half naked, fully open.

"Whoa," he says, frozen in place. "You're crazy."

You don't respond. It doesn't feel crazy- it feels normal.

"Do you want me to lick you or something?" Hawks asks. "To get you ready?"

You don't want to admit that you don't know what he means.

"I don't need that. Just fuck me."

Afterwards, he cages you down to the bed with his body, kissing up and down your neck. The awful, sticky, thick feeling is already fading from your chest, crumbling in on itself. Sex hurt, but not in the way it did before. It's more like bothering an already injured spot, prodding something that needs to be left alone. You're worried that the pain might go away forever, but also worried it'll always ache like this, that you'll never heal in the ways that matter.

"Hey, uh-" Hawks sniffs. "You gotta lotta bruises on your thighs."

"Yeah."

"Like, bad bruises," he lifts the sentence like it's not a statement, but a question. "On your back too."

You don't like how he has you trapped afterwards. It's supposed to be over by now- you're supposed to be free and he's supposed to be gone, not answering these non-questions.

"Do you want to do it again?" you interrupt.

"Uh," His feathers ruffle a bit. No is on the tip of his tongue, but he ends up swallowing it away. "Sure, I guess."

i hope that in 2025 u get to take more walks, read more books, connect with more people whom u love and who love u, achieve ur goals (even if ur goals are having no goals and just living in the moment), exercise fun hobbies, move from a place of self-direction, and weave together a beguiling assortment of beautiful little moments. remember that no feeling lasts forever. love u

ProHero Bakugou x UA teacher reader (best friends to lovers)

Part2

Tw: Drinking, dancing (the drunk kind)

Bakugou could’ve found you in a room full of your identical twins, so finding you in a crowed of strangers was easier than tying his shoes. You were directly in the center of the dancer floor, the pink lights casting warmth across your glistening face as you let the music guide your hips from side to side. Your carefree dancing wasn’t something he’d never seen before, he’d been your DD since your UA days, but the site of you dancing with your hands trailing up your body still sucked the air from his lungs like it had the first time he saw it.

“Hey, idiot!” His hand cups over his mouth as he pushes through the drunken sea of bodies. So much for not packed. It takes you a few seconds and a few more feet until you look up and grin stupidly at your best friend. Throwing your arms around his neck you can feel the way his shoulders tense, hands falling loosely on your hips as he leans closer. “Let’s go kid, you’ve had way too much to drink.”

“No, I wanna keep dancing.” He ignores the thudding in his chest as you pull his body closer. Taking advantage of his stunned expression, you turn in his smooth palms to press your back to his chest. “Isn’t this fun, Kats?”

It wasn’t, not for him. Not when you were running your hands slowly from his neck behind you to his shoulders that have yet to release this uncomfortable tension. Especially not when you further close the small amount of space between your bodies and he could feel his heart beat pounding against your shoulder all while not missing a beat of the music. He had a love hate relationship with your carefree drunken adventures, yet he still chose to partake in them.

“Dynamite!?” His hero name catches his attention, temporarily letting him forget the way you moved against him. But as his head turns to see where the voice had come from, he finds himself tightening his grip on your hips and holding you pressed entirely against him. “I knew she was fucking around with you.”

“You don’t know shit, sidekick.” Bakugou glares in the direction of the low ranked hero from his agency, knowing you had no clue what was going on around you. “She’s drunk and you’re lucky she asked me not to fire you or beat your ass. Get the hell out of here.”

“She told me she was seeing someone else, what don’t you think I know?” His hands were flying in front of him, trying to use your drunk swaying as a sign of un loyalty. “I should’ve known a fuck like you can’t leave another man’s woman alone.”

He couldn’t stand there and let this man disrespect him, or you, but when his grip loosens and your hands fly to pull him back he lets the anger melt from within him. You wanted to dance, and he wasn’t going to let your ex boytoy prevent you from doing so. So, despite his burning rage, he uses your hips to guide you away from him.

“Boy toy doesn’t like you very much.” You tell him, mind fuzzing out the conversation he’d just had. You knew you were safe with Bakugou holding you, but even intoxicated you felt uneasy knowing the man had followed you here. “Can I stay with you tonight?”

Bakugou agrees, letting you disconnect your bodies and begin to pull him off the dance floor. With his hand held tightly in yours, you make your way past the bar and toward the exit, all while ignoring the fire burning from where you connect. Surely it was the alcohol causing you to keep his hand in yours until you’ve reached his car a few blocks down the road.

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“God damnit- can you release me so I can piss?” Your body tenses, the volume of his voice making you wince as you slowly gain consciousness. Why did he insist on being so loud? “I’ll even let you use me as a pillow when I get back, just get offa me long enough for me to-.”

You feel your cheek vibrating as he speaks, making your blood run ice cold as realization hits you like a truck. Embarrassment fills your lungs as you try to not freak out and over react to the fact that you’d somehow ended up in bed beside your best friend, clinging to his side and certainly using him as a pillow. Lifting your head, you shutter back a cringe as you feel the dampness that had formed between your cheek and his chest. You were drooling on this man.

“Kats, I am so sorry.” His arm stretches the second you’ve sat up and let him free. How long had you been asleep? “W-what time is it?”

“It’s fine, stop spazzin.” The moonlight coming from his bedroom window casted enough light for you to see the scars on his back as he pulls himself out of bed. You fought along side him in the war, so you always felt uneasy remembering how some of those scars came from him protecting you. “And stop blaming yourself, I can feel your guilt all the way over here.”

“I-I’m sorry.” He knew you too well, he always has. He could predict your mood before even laying eyes on you. So, you throw yourself back into his bed and pull his blanket over your head.

“Do you need more water? I made your stupid ass drink some before we went to bed, you’re welcome.” You can feel the bed dipping behind you, and his warmth returning to combine with yours, but you say nothing and hope he thinks you’re asleep. “I chose to save you, the scars are my own consequence. Stop being a sap and come back so we can sleep.”

“Come back?” He wanted to be drooled on? You’d slept beside him more times than you could count and the two of you never ended up cuddled together, was he not uncomfortable?“Are you drunk?”

“No? I just thought you were comfortable.” There’s a shake to his voice you hadn’t heard before, hesitation in the way he attempts to explain himself. “If you don’t want to that’s fine, just thought I’d offer.”

“I think one drunken cuddle is enough for tonight.”

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hey so what if you maybe sorta write another secret admirer smau for denki… and i kiss you..

who’s this? (denki version)

d.kaminari

-in which an unknown number claims to be in love with you

BOYFRIEND KATSUKI

pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader

synopsis: just some random texts with bf!katsuki.

NOTE. hehe it’s late n im a little drunk but enjoy <3

you the plug?

feat: college au izuku midoriya x plug!reader

warnings / cache notes: language, smoking, drug use, college au

req📌: ❌ this one’s for you, rue & leigh <3

m.list

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imagine overworking Hawks

u should draw bkdk cozy in bed maybe :>

painted over this piece from may 🌈 prints coming soon :)

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.