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angsty?? deku sucks here (sorry don’t kill me)

“So?” His hands clasp together, steepled in anticipation. “What did that extra get you? Flowers? Chocolates?”

“Nothing.”

“Come on.” Dynamight smirks. “I need to know so I can get my girl something better.”

You scoff as you place the bouquet of fresh red roses in a vase on his desk, courtesy of his new model girlfriend. The note, marked with a perfect lipstick stain, taunts you. “Is it a competition?”

“When it’s with Deku?” Dynamight flashes his canines. “Yes.”

“You’ll win either way. I wasn’t lying. He didn’t get me anything.” You do your best to keep the vitriol out of your voice, but there’s still a sharpness hidden in your tone.

Bakugo catches it, smile disappearing and his brows pinching together in an uncharacteristic concerned frown. “Oh… That case from the Commission is probably kicking his ass right now.”

“Yeah.” You shrug stiffly. “Enjoy the flowers.”

You feel like a bitch. Dynamight is right— you’ve seen how much Izuku has been working, spending late nights at his office, traveling abroad, meeting with some big officials in the government. You even told him to not worry for Valentine’s Day.

So, why were you mad? You had no right. And yet, you thought…

Buzz.

Your phone: Sorry baby, will make it back late 2nite :(( Don’t wait up on me

Well. It didn’t matter what you thought.

The day seems everlasting, annoyingly so. You would know— having to watch each of your coworkers get their own little presents and cards throughout the day. It would be just as bad if you went home and swiped through your phone all day, watching couple after couple post about their date plans. Fuck it, you’ll just stay back in the office and work ahead, it’s not like you have anything else to do.

“The fuck are you still doing here?” A gruff voice echoes from the hall.

“Why are you here?” You shot back, eyeing the hero who leans against your door frame. You recall when you first started working for Bakugo as his assistant, nervous to even look at him in the eye. Now, you openly glare at him. “Your date is at 8. It was hard as hell to get that reservation, you better not waste it.”

“She’s busy, said it in the note. Where’s your date?”

“He’s busy.”

He hums lowly before looking away, staring at the clutter on your desk. Precious hero figurines that you’ve been collecting for years are propped up in poses, along with a picture of you and Izuku. It was from so long ago, you barely remember the memory.

“Would you—” He starts.

“Can I—”

Silence takes over as the two of you interrupt one another.

“Sorry. You go.” You gesture at him to continue.

“Come with me. For dinner.”

“Me?”

Maybe it’s an illusion, but you swear the tips of his ear go pink. “You said it yourself. I can’t miss that reservation. And you said you don’t have plans…”

“Okay.”

“Seriously?” He sounds surprised. It makes your lips curl upward, followed by a breathless laugh.

“Why would I say no to free dinner?”

“I never said I was paying.”

“Oh, shut up, Katsuki.” It was not an illusion, you conclude, watching as his cheeks turn the same color pink as his ears. It takes you a moment to realize you said his given name.

“Alright. I’ll start the car.” He turns to walk out. “Check your desk before you go.”

“Huh?” Too late— he’s disappeared around the corridor.

Suspiciously, you scan your desk. Maybe he left some form that needed your signature? A PR proposal? But nothing seems to be out of order…

Wait. You pause, breath catching as you find the one thing that definitely was not there before. The Limited Edition All-Might Golden Figurine—the figure that was one of the ten ever made, and one that you’ve always dreamt of getting your hands on— stands boldly at your desk. You don’t know how you missed it, not knowing when it was placed there. You feel warmth bloom at your chest, knowing the one person who’d given it to you.

With hands still shaking in excitement and awe, you send out a text: I love you and I love the gift! Thanks baby!!

You find yourself grinning from ear to ear as you pack your things into your bag and put on your jacket. As you do so, your phone buzzes. A happy sigh flutters from your lips as you rummage through your purse to grab it. You knew he’d get you something! He wouldn’t have forgotten Valentine’s Day! And he’s gotten you the best gift you have ever gotten—

?? What gift?

You roll your eyes at his faux cluelessness, moving to take a picture of the figurine. But, as you do, you catch the note stuck to the bottom of it.

The handwriting isn’t Izuku’s. Though, you recognize it immediately.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I hope I won.

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Love love this!! Can’t wait for part 2!!❤️❤️

So I had the idea of God!reader x Pro Hero!Bakugou

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What it means to be a God God!reader x ProHero!Bakugou

Throbbing head, weak legs, and voices of shouting. So different to the quiet that allowed you to watch over the world just minutes ago. For the 5th time, you felt vulnerable, you couldn’t see what was happening in the rest of the world. But you felt safe with the fact your quirk, the reason this all started, was still with you.

It was all starting to feel pretty numb in that crystal prison. But now, you could feel the shards of crystal that once encased you under your feet.

100 years ago, you were welcomed with open arms and treated to the best luxuries until your glass prison was fixed. Now for the 5th time your prison was due for maintenance. Every century, it would weaken and break, so during this time you would be allowed to wander.

Not that you minded. You understood your existence would only cause conflict. And plus, it wasn’t like you had a choice. It was get encased in crystal but watch over the world and live, or become the world’s enemy. The quirk you had was only a catalyst for a war, too powerful to be left alone.

You’re silently observing these new people. New tech, new scientist. Ofc you knew all these existed as you observed for a century, but to feel it was another thing.

“So…umm” a nervous looking man approached you, thick rimmed glasses and a lab coat with a quaint name tag ‘Noah, Head Scientist’ “you’re y/n, right? First manifester of quirks, quirk of space and time?”

“Yup that’s me.” You almost blush at the title.

“Umm god they’re so ethereal you’re allowed to explore while we get your crystal fixed, as long as a hero protects you.”

“Oh that’s great, thanks! I’ll just go find him” Giddy from joy, you skipped off to find the blonde hero, who you already knew was waiting for you in another room. You also knew the current top hero was too busy to attend to this so here this guy was.

Standing there like he’s not about to meet a literal science anomaly, the blonde pro hero has his arms crossed and just…brooding? Was this what the world had come to?

But no matter! You were adaptable. “Hi!” The pro hero swung a fist at you to your expectation. You dodge it and smile. “Easy, just me.”

Bakugou could only look at you with a stunned face. Dodging his hits was not an easy feat, especially at such a close range. Not to mention sneaking up on a pro hero?

You looked at him like it was normal.

You were the one who he was supposed to protect? You looked like a mess. Dressed in a random lab coat 3 sizes too large and clothes only his grandma would wear inside your lab coat.

‘Don’t question the mission, Dynamight. This person must be important if even Deku was called.’

Bakugou was irked just thinking he was second choice just for being a stupid bodyguard to a puny little weakling.

“Well should we go?” Your voice was already meters away in the small moment he had spaced out. How’d you keep moving without his knowledge under his radar?

You hummed quietly as you skipped along the streets, your mood absolutely on cloud nine.

But while you were giddy, the people passing by were wrecked. Wrecked with anxiety.

Imagine walking on the street to see the #2 Pro Hero trailing after a youngling, glaring at whoever dared looked their way.

Someone at that point must have thought he was stalking you. You were a beauty/beau so how could no one suspect that?

You, not oblivious to the looks, just chose to let things be. If you interfered, wouldn’t it just cause more problems? The last time you did, half the world started kissing the ground you walked on. The other half was scheming how to take that power from you.

You didn’t want to be worshipped. You just wanted to be normal. But having a pro hero follow a person was apparently not normal. His uniform attracted too much attention.

So sighing, you take Bakugou into a clothing store and handed him some clothes. Picking out some for yourself too.

“Heh? What am I supposed to do with these?”

“Well, last time I was free, garments were for wearing. And I observed that that also applies to this current century. Or am I incorrect?” You raise an eyebrow, genuine confused if you had it all wrong from the start.

“UGH!” Bakugou huffed, swiping the clothing from you and entering the fitting room as you headed into another one.

-

Bakugou’s outside the shop, opting to head out to wait than to wait outside your fitting room like a creep.

“Finally-“

“Hey Bakugou, can you pay?” Your sheepish looking face pokes out the door before he can even get angry at how long you were taking.

“I already paid for mines, why should I pay for yours?” He sneered, hands crossed to show he wasn’t moving.

“Please? The scientists will pay you back, I guarantee it!”

That wasn’t the problem. He wasn’t worried about expenses, it wasn’t like you guys were shopping at a designer brand store. He could buy this entire store and not make a dent in his bank account. Rather he didn’t want to help the scientist’s little experiment.

That was all you were, an object being manipulated by those awful scientists and too dumb to realize you were the one being used. He was bitter because protecting a lab rat wasn’t very important or something that would make him #1 while Deku was off saving the world.

But he did pay anyway. Begrudgingly handing the cashier his card, glaring at you through the entire process.

You guys kept walking around, window shopping and commenting on small little things. Though it was more of an empty conversation as Bakugou kept silent.

Unbeknownst to you, Bakugou couldn’t take it anymore. “Do you even know you’re being used?!”

He exploded.

“What?” You stared at him, wide eyed. Your sight was not tore away from the necklace you were eyeing a moment ago. “Used? Is that what you think?”

Bakugou expected you to cry or get angry.

But you laughed. “Hahaha! Is that what you think the scientists were doing? I’m guessing they didn’t explain who you’d be protecting?”

“Damn four eyes just said ‘an important person’”

You chuckle a little at the name. Noah, head scientist, graduate from Oxford would never have thought he would be looked down upon. Then again, this guy graduated from UA.

“I have a very dangerous quirk. If they don’t imprison me, the world could be in danger. But every 100 years, the prison is broken. And I am let out to explore while they fix it. In a way, I’m also saving the world, isn’t that cool?” You smile up at him, as if genuinely happy.

But were you actually happy? Who knows. You certainly didn’t.

Bakugou stared at you with stunned eyes now, he was the one confused and in shock. If you had a dangerous quirk wouldn’t it be better if you died? No. He couldn’t think like that, there must be reason why you can’t die.

Suddenly, 2 black outfitted people grab you by the arm, forcing you into an alley. Five more of said agents jump in front of Bakugou, preventing him from moving.

They weren’t easy opponents, their quirks albeit useless, added together created a powerful impact.

When Bakugou did finally get past them, running into the dark alley, screaming your name, frantic.

Their wasn’t even a silver of your hair left.

He had failed.

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OMG I am so sorry! I forgot to mention part 2 will be coming cuz I’m not going to end it like that.

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Love thisss😩🫶❤️

Lost Love. | K. Bakugou

Pro-Hero Bakugou x Baker Reader

this has been on my mind for so long that i just needed to write about it.

WORD COUNT: 1.4k

WARNING: none, fluff.

Dilf pro-hero Bakugo, out patrolling, gets a call from his two bros Kirishima and Sero. Saying that they might have lost his son while taking him to the amusement park. Getting a furious Bakugo screaming and cursing at the two for losing his kid and being such idiots.

He even threatens them that they better be fucking searching and be lucky to find Katsuo first before him because if he sees him first, he won’t go easy on them when he meets them.

Meanwhile, Bakugo’s son is crying outside the gift shop for losing his two uncles. The little boy didn’t mean to get lost he just wanted to get a Dynamite mask like his papa because he saw a little girl wearing one.

“Hey, sweetie, are you lost?” the small little boy hears a gentle voice, having him look up as he wipes his tears. He slowly nods his head to the pretty woman as he sheds more tears. “Hey, it’s okay, honey.”

“My name is Y/N,” you smile at the little boy. “What’s yours?”

“I’m K-Katsuo… Katsuo Bakugo.”

You crouch down to see Katsuo better, getting a tissue out of your bag as you wipe his running nose. “That’s such a lovely name, sweetie.”

Katsuo steps closer to you, “I-I lost my uncles…” he says, eyes getting teary again.

“Do you remember what your uncles were wearing? Or the last time you saw them?”

You watch how Katsuo takes his time to think about it, only to shake his head. “I ran because I saw a girl wearing a Dynamight mask, and I wanted one .. just like my papa.”

“Is your papa pro-hero Dynamight, Katsuo?” you ask, getting a nod. “That’s so cool, Katsuo.”

Katsuo finally smiles, tears gone. “I know, right! Papa is the strongest hero and the best! I love him so much,” he happily says.

You smile as you agree with the child. “I’m sure he is Katsuo.”

“But papa might be mad that I got lost..” Katsuo whispers.

You brush Katsuo’s bangs, “He won’t, you know why?”

“Why?” Katsuo asks. “Because he loves you so much,“ you say, having Katsuo to giggle.

“Now, why don’t we go and find a security that could help us find your uncles, huh?” you smile, extending your hand for him to take, which Katsuo happily accepts.

Bakugo is starting to get anxious as he has been searching for his son for the past 10 minutes. The number of people in the amusement park makes it hard for the pro-hero to find his son. Until he gets a call from the security office of the amusement park that his son is safe and is here waiting at the station.

Bakugo arrives at the station, asking the security guard where his son is. Only for the pro-hero to growl as the security guard takes too long to speak, having him go search for the brat himself. As he enters further through the station, Bakugo is met with the sight of his son laughing while a gorgeous woman is sitting with his son, playing with him.

what the-

Bakugo flinches when the woman spots him. “Katsuo, I believe your papa is here,” he hears her say. Having his son turn in the direction, she points to Katsuo, smiling huge, spotting his papa. Katsuo stands up and runs towards him.

“Papa!” Katsuo cries as Bakugo opens his arms and catches the little rascal. “I’m sorry I got lost…”

Bakugo chuckles, hugging his son. “I just wanted a mask-like yours,” Katsuo whispers. “Mask?” Bakugo asks.

Katsuo nods, “umm… he saw a little girl wearing one,” Bakugo hears a soft voice speak, leading for the pro-hero to turn towards the direction of the voice.

“So he ran off to where they were selling them and didn’t realize that he ran too far from his uncles.”

Katsuo nods his head, “Yeah and Y/N helped me, papa! She’s a very nice person.”

You laugh, getting the attention of the pro-hero. “Sorry for not introducing myself, but I’m Y/N, and I’m the one that brought your son here,” you smile, bowing to the hero.

Bakugo suddenly feels a weird feeling in his stomach from the smile you gave him. The two of you continue to look at each other, not breaking eye contact. However, the moment gets interrupted as Kirishima and Sero burst through the doors, running towards the hero, both crying in relief that Katsuo is okay.

Kirishima and Sero get on their knees once spotting their blonde friend.

It does not take long for Bakugo to scream and scold his friends, taking you by surprise by the way his two friends are on their knees, begging for forgiveness. You find the scene quite funny, but it makes you think you should leave. “Excuse me? Dynamight?” you ask, having Bakugo and his friends turn to look at you.

“Is it okay if I can talk to Katsuo for a minute before I leave?” you ask, taking the hero by surprise. “Sure.”

Bakugo puts down Katsuo, who happily walks up to you. You crouch down to be at the same height as Katsuo, who hugs you. “Y/N, you’re leaving?” Katsuo asks with a tone of sadness.

You smile as you hug the little boy in return. “I am Katsuo. Your papa and uncles are already here for you, honey. But I didn’t want to leave without giving you the gift that I have for you,” you say, making the little boy curious.

“A gift? What is it?” Katsuo excitedly asks. “You need to close your eyes first and no peeping.”

Katsuo eagerly closes his eyes, making you giggle from the cuteness. Bakugo watches the whole interaction, making the hero curious as well. He sees how you take something out of your bag but can’t tell what it is. “Okay, open your eyes,” you smile.

Katsuo slowly opens his eyes and gasps, “A Dynamight mask, like papa!”

“I told one of the security guards if they could do me a favor and buy it for me, which they nicely did,” you explain. “Now you can match with your papa, Katsuo,” you smile, looking over at Bakugo, who suddenly gets flustered.

Katsuo giggles from happiness, hugging you tightly as he thanks you.

“Your welcome, sweetie. Now, I have to go, Katsuo,” you say, trying to let go, but Katsuo only hugs you tighter. “N-No.. don’t leave.”

“I have to, honey,” you softly say, only for Katsuo to shake his head.

Bakugo notices how his son is not letting you go, leading him to walk up to the two of you, and hit Katsuo’s head. “She needs to go, brat, so let go,” Bakugo says, pulling him off you.

“NO! I DON’T WANT Y/N TO GO,” Katsuo loudly cries as fat tears stream down his face, taking both of you by surprise.

Katsuo continues to sob as Bakugo tries to calm him down a bit. It’s the first time Bakugo has ever seen Katsuo like that, especially crying for someone he just met. Bakugo sees you move closer to the two of them. “Katsuo,” you whisper, wiping his tears. “Will meet again, I promise.”

Katsuo sniffles, looking at you with his teary eyes, “Promise?” he asks. You nod your head, “I pinky promise,” you say, lifting your pinky. Katsuo softly smiles as he interlocks his tiny pinky with yours before he lets go and hides his face on Bakugo’s chest.

“I’m sorry about all of this,” Bakugo says as he hugs Katsuo and carries him. “The brat isn’t usually like this.”

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” you smile at the pro-hero. “You don’t need to keep that promise…” Bakugo whispers low for his son not to hear.

You shake your head, “A promise is a promise,” you say, getting a nod from Bakugo.

“I own a bakery that’s close to your agency, actually. On the weekends, we have classes for kids, so if you’re ever free, please stop by with Katsuo. Here’s my card!” you happily say, handing it to the hero who takes it.

“Well, it was very nice meeting you, Dynamight! Bye, Katsuo will see each other soon, sweetie!” you say, getting a small wave from the little boy who’s hiding his face on Bakugo’s neck. You bowed goodbye to the pro-hero and his friends, along with the security guard.

Bakugo keeps looking at you until he can longer see your figure. He then looks at the card you gave him. Milk and Cookies Bakery, softly smiling at himself without realizing. He then hears Kirishima and Sero snicker, leading Bakugo to glare at them as he walks up to them, giving them the beating they deserve for losing Katsuo.

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‘never get enough’

e.kirishima

you and kirishima have been together since you’re second year in UA high. kirishima always said he’ll never forget the day you guys first met. you were best friends with ashido and she introduced you to her friend group. kirishima knew the first time he laid his eyes on you he wanted you. everything about you seemed so perfect to him. he didn’t even think you were real to be honest. he always felt like he was dreaming when he was around you. of course he asked you on a date and OF COURSE you said yes. it’s red riot himself. who wouldn’t say yes?

ever since that day, you guys became obsessed with each other. still to this day you guys never got enough of each other. present time , you guys are both the pro hero’s you’ve trained so hard to be.

“princess.” is the first thing you heard as you walked into the kitchen of your apartment. you looked up and seen the tall red haired man standing in front of the sink washing the few dishes inside. you hummed in response and jumped onto the counter to sit on top. you watched him with a smile while swinging your legs a little. "how was the food ? ive never made that dish before but since you told me you liked it, i asked bakugo to teach me." he chuckled at the end of his sentence but his eyes still didn’t move away from the sink.

"that food was way too damn good for it to be your first time making it" you let out a chuckle at your boyfriends words. he starts laughing right after you and looks at you. "thank you baby. that makes me feel good about it." you smiled at him and watched him dry his hands off. when his hands were all dry, he walks in front of you and stands right in between your legs. "truth is, bakugo made me remake the meal over and over until it came out perfect" your boyfriend confessed to you.

both of your hands cupped his cheeks and his hands wrapped around you waist after. "it would’ve been perfect either way, baby." you said softly. "babe don’t lie to me. we both know i wouldn’t have done that on my own." he lets out a chuckles to which you also laughed a bit. "okay maybe not the best but it wouldn’t have been so bad." you placed a small peck on his lips. "you’re too sweet to me, babe." he said to you. his voice was a little deeper than before after he said that.

both of you guys just sat there quiet as you looked into each others eyes for a few seconds before you broke the silence. "done in the kitchen?" you asked your boyfriend. he picked you up from the counter with his hands on your butt to keep you from falling. "yep. let’s go lay down and watch something. i missed you all damn day."

. . and after that day is when you both knew, you’ll never get enough of each other.

a/n: sorry if there’s any mistakes guys. i was rushing to get this uploaded. <3 love you guys sm.