#Ares Bakugou | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

vampyrsm · 1 year

Text

ꕤ 𝐀𝐥𝐥'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐫

ꕤ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Ares!Bakugou x Aphrodite!Reader

ꕤ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 5.8k

ꕤ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Female Reader, MDNI, 18+ content, reader is married, unprotected sex, no prep, reader is cheating on her husband (with Bakugou), implied soulmates, Bakugou is much bigger than you, pet names used (my love, sweetness, etc.), back-to-back orgasms, squirting, creampie, Bakugou is deeply in love (he's a sap), praise, breeding, talks of having a child.

ꕤ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: So I decided to stray slightly away from the Greek Mythology we know, as in I didn't make them all related lol, that's just very complex and something I didn't want to think too much about. I do keep it somewhat 'canon' to what we know of Ares/Aphrodite's love affair and the outcome of the affair. When the reader refers to Enji as father, they are not related in my story - it's just how the other Gods often talked to Zeus as he was the Allfather. A quick rundown of the people involved: Zeus (Enji), Ares (Bakugou), Aphrodite (You), Hephaestus (Touya), and Hermes (Hawks/Keigo). If you're confused as to what Bakugou is wearing, it's this. Anyway, enjoy! Sorry for any mistakes, I tried to proof read but I'm only human.

Golden chalices filled to the brim with the finest of red wines clinked together, sloshing the crimson liquid onto the hand-carved marble table. It was always a grandiose event whenever the Gods were gathered, everyone in Olympus knew when they were in attendance. Mount Olympus was buzzing with anticipation for days and nights leading up to the event when the Gods would arrive to greet their King.

Though with all the theatrics, it was never a pleasant experience for some Gods.

One of them was Bakugou, the God of War, who remained poised by the marble columns wrapped in ivy. His own wine had been long forgotten the moment it was given to him, he was never one to drink when such an event happened. He couldn’t trust the King as far as he could throw him – and Bakugou had quite the throwing arm.

He was unusually angry tonight, his arms crossed tightly over his scarcely clad chest and he wore a deep-set frown as he glowered at the table. It was loud, as expected, with laughter and boisterous shouting whenever someone got a little too excited. But it wasn’t just the noise that was driving the God of War to madness, but rather it was you.

You, sitting at the table with your own chalice that was dainty and filled with a finer wine. You had always had a taste for the finer things, and Bakugou was no stranger to such things. You smiled and spoke when you had to, but everyone at the table knew you were amongst the strongest there – no one dared to make a comment on just what you got up to behind closed doors.

Everyone knew about your lustrous adventures, perhaps it was just a side effect of being the Goddess of Love and Beauty – forever doomed to yearn and want more. You attracted far too much attention to yourself, yet you always revelled in the way people would worship you and beg.

It drove Bakugou crazy. You had the ability to wrap people around your little finger with a bat of your eyelashes and a coy smile.

And he was tightly coiled around your finger like a snake, refusing to let go. He couldn’t quite remember just when it had happened, but Bakugou knew that he was very much in love with you and he assumed he may always be in love with you until the end of time itself.

But the world was cruel, even to the Gods. Bakugou may not remember when he had first laid eyes on you but he does remember the day he laid eyes on you when you were forced into a marriage arranged by the King. Enji had forced you into marrying his son, Touya – the God of Fire. Whilst that was surely a powerful title, Touya was neglectful to you and was often rageful when he discovered just what you had been up to.

Touya was indeed in attendance tonight, and sat directly next to you with a distasteful look on his face as he glared at the other Gods who surrounded the table. His own chalices were empty consistently, and yet the effects of the rich wine hadn’t quite taken a toll on the God.

As soon as Bakugou had entered and seen Touya, he had wanted to turn around and leave immediately. But it was you who called out for him, much to the annoyance of your husband who grunted at you standing up hastily, leaning against the table and calling his name.

He could never resist the way you said his name, nor could he ignore the way you plead for him.

So that’s how he had ended up brooding on his own, overseeing the event taking place whilst lamenting on how he could be working on war plans.

“And tell me, are you still meddling with the mortals?” Enji’s voice was naturally louder than the rest, demanding attention and he always got it. Everyone turned to look at Enji before they all settled their eyes on who was on the receiving end of such a question; you.

Not many people recognised anger in someone's eyes; a burning desire to turn to violence but Bakugou did. He lived off of that feeling, that desire to destroy was something that burned deep in his stomach daily. And he could see it in your eyes when you turned your gaze away from the mirror sitting in front of you.

“And do tell me, dear Father, are you still tricking women into giving you illegitimate children?”

There were a couple of gasps and a muffled snort of laughter from someone further down the table which you assume came from Natsuo. Everyone waited to see just how Enji would react, to see if he would bring down the weight of the world on you with just a flick of his wrist or if perhaps you’d be the one to strike first.

Bakugou felt his muscles tense, shifting into a prime position to protect you, if it came to that. His eyes were locked directly on Enji. He watched as the wave of anger contorted his face, his scar unsightly in the light that filtered through the open windows and made him look more like his exiled brother than anything.

“Perhaps it’d be wise for us to calm ourselves before another war is afoot,” Hawks spoke from his own seat, eyes shifting uncomfortably between the other Gods before settling finally on you. The God of Speed silently communicates with you to back down from a fight that surely will turn out ugly, Bakugou is of two minds when he practically sees the fire inside of you burn brighter. He wishes to see the wounds you’d inflict on Enji if you were to truly speak your mind, but he fears what is to come of it.

But it seems you have made up your own mind, and you rise from your seat. You level Enji with one long stare before turning away, ignoring the protests of your husband. Bakugou knows he’s not the only one who watches you as you leave, the sheer fabric on your body leaves nothing to the imagination yet you always hold yourself with a sense of dignity.

The laughter and talking resume shortly after your departure, and no one is aware of when Bakugou slips out of the room in pursuit of you. Except for Touya, whose hand curls into a fist against his lap and pulls the scars taut until they threaten to rip.

He traverses the long halls as if they were his own; he had spent many years in the place that the King calls his home, often talking of war plans. The red cloak he wears billows in his large strides, and the metal armour on his shoulders and shins clink loudly. He knows exactly where you would’ve wandered to, you always had a habit of returning to the one place where you felt in tune with nature.

Bakugou turns numerous corners until he’s met with the archway that leads out into the hidden garden. One would consider it overgrown with flowers and greenery, ivy clings to the cracked marble arch that Bakugou ducks under to avoid hitting his head. He follows the obscured path just as he had many times before, careful steps to avoid the thorn bushes that lay in wait for their next victim.

He follows the sound of running water until he comes to a stop. There you are. Sat amongst the bed of flowers beside the running waterfall that falls off the side of Mount Olympus. Your back is to him, yet he knows you well enough to know that you’re very aware someone is watching you.

Your hands still on the flowers you had been chaining together, though you don’t turn to face him just yet. You remain in place whilst he approaches slowly – like he was approaching a wild animal.

“Have you come to give me a lecture on why I shouldn’t start wars without consulting you first?” You speak finally, and Bakugou recognises the tone in your voice. You’re exhausted.

“It had crossed my mind.” He says simply, settling down into the spot next to you which earns him a glare when he crushes one of the roses with the heel of his foot as he stretches his legs out. He shifts the iconic helmet that he often wears off to the side, the red feathered strip blowing softly in the wind.

“Then tell me, my love, why have you followed me? You know that it’ll only anger him further.” One would think you were referring to Enji as him, but Bakugou knows you’re speaking about Touya.

“I’ll show him the true meaning of anger, he wouldn’t dare lay a hand on you or me.”

You hum in response to his words, not entirely believing him yet he doesn’t feel hurt that you don’t jump to his side in agreement.

“Answer my question, Katsuki. Why did you follow me out here?”

“Why did you return to our spot?” He always did this, answered you with a question until you huffed in annoyance and turned to look at him. He knew you could see the way his eyes lit up with your attention finally on him, and he bathes in the way you smile so delicately at him.

“Because I knew you’d come. You always come.”

His fingers brush along your cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before the same fingers that have murdered thousands of men brush down along your jaw. He takes the time to admire your beauty, much to your delight, he traces the hollow of your throat with his thumb when his hand hooks around the back of your neck.

“I will always find you, my love.” Bakugou breathes the words simply before he’s surging forward to press his lips to your own. The feeling of butterflies exploding in his stomach, an odd feeling when he’s so used to the eternal lust for violence that boils his blood.

His lips move in time with your own, a dance between the two of you that had been practised for hundreds of years. You lean further into him, your hands brushing against the golden skin of his chest and the strap that holds his armour and clock in place. His own hand curls further against the back of your neck, holding you in place as he has his fill of you. The taste of the wine on your lips is still present, and even more so on your tongue. It has him dizzy with the sweetness of it, the way it blends so perfectly with the natural essence that oozes from you. You always had a talent for stuffing his head with soft cotton and filling every one of his senses with you.

You were like the sweetest fruit he had ever tasted, perhaps it made you sweeter that you were considered forbidden and he couldn’t help but sink his teeth further into you.

You all but moan when he does in fact bite the plumpness of your bottom lip, and it’s enough to surge him on. He’s laying you in the bed of flowers, your hair sprawling out behind you in a way that even the most talented of artists would only be able to capture just a fraction of your beauty.

His body is huge over your own, caging you in from the outside world and capturing you in the world the two of you had built for each other. You both had always felt so enamoured with one another, true soulmates you had once said. He can’t deny the fact that you were very much correct with that comment, his soul had always been tied to your own from the moment you had first met him.

Bakugou is the one to break first from the kiss (as always), yet he doesn’t move far. His lips still brush against your own when he pants, leaning onto one forearm beside your head whilst the other freely explores along your throat, down along your collar bones before he lays a hand over your breasts.

The sheer material doesn’t do much to protect you from his feel, his callouses catch on the silky material as he brushes the tip of his finger over your budding nipples. He can feel the way your heart hammers away beneath your skin like a tiny hummingbird, you’re excited he knows but this type of excitement was adrenaline induced. It was intoxicating.

“You’re as beautiful as ever,” and the way he breathes your name is unlike any of the followers who say your name in prayer, it’s invigorating that you can get a man of destruction and bloodlust to whisper your name in such a tone. “I don’t think I’ll ever tire of your beauty.”

“And I’ll never tire of yours,” your fingers this time brush along his jaw, touching the scars that show just how dedicated he is to his role as the God of War. You follow along his jaw, his cheekbones and the crooked bump of his nose before you trace over his eyebrows with your thumbs. “I could admire you for all of eternity, and never grow bored of your comeliness.”

Bakugou chuckles, quiet yet you feel the rumble of it when your hand presses to the side of his neck. “You speak too much.”

“Then perhaps you should change that.”

And he just grunts in return, before he’s diving back in to kiss you. This time with renewed vigour, a need to swallow you whole and devour the love you pour for him and only him. His fingers move to trace over your body once again, following invisible lines he had mapped out over the years of exploring your body so freely. It’s like second nature for him to drag his fingers over the fullness of your breasts before they dip down along your waist, your hips and across your stomach.

All the whilst you writhe beneath him, always one to submit to the lust first. Bakugou however wasn’t far behind you, his head span with the heavy scent that filled the air. Sweet like the richest of apples, delicate like the pink and white flowers that bend beneath the weight of your bodies tangling together. Yet there was always a tang underlying beneath the sweetness of it all, one that Bakugou had come to realise years ago was your arousal. So pure and so very intoxicating, it drove him forward once again.

Your legs all but part for him when he pushes forward, your knees bending to press into his sides whilst his hips settle against your own. He’s unsurprised to be met with the warmth, and wetness, that lies between your legs. You had never been one to adorn material that restricted you in ways, and he is thankful to have attended in his full attire for the party. His Pteruges does nothing to stop you from feeling just how hard he was already.

Bakugou continues to dominate the situation, just as he does with any task. Your hands paw uselessly at the metallic belt holding his pteruges in place, whilst your calves brush against the bareness of his thick thighs. He chuckles against your mouth, breathing in for the first time in what feels like an eternity. His eyes crack open just enough to see the look on your face; needy and wanting.

“Anyone could find us here.” Yet Bakugou makes no move to leave, his hips roll against your own to elicit the most beautiful of sounds from your throat.

“That’s never stopped us before, I need you Katsuki–.. Please.” You whine, finally getting your fingers to hook against the metal before it falls loose between the two of you. All he can do is smirk down at you, using his free hand to push the skirt-like attire down his thighs before kicking it off to the side to join his helmet.

Then he sits up on his knees, watching as your eyes immediately drop to stare unashamedly at his length. It droops against his thigh, thick and leaking precum profusely. He makes a show of unbuckling the large leather strap across his chest, shouldering off the heavy shoulder pads before his cloak flutters down with it.

Bakugou remains on his knees as he watches you draw the sheer material covering your shoulders down until it falls apart around you, falling behind you like a sheet for the both of you to lay on. You’ve always been open to displaying your body before the God of War, dragging your fingers along your own breasts to toy with your nipples before you grow bored and move further down.

Bakugou can’t draw his eyes away, following the invisible lines you trace down… and down… until they rest between the apex of your thighs. You spread yourself lewdly, uncaring for the squelch that tells him just how aroused you are at this very moment. It has him groaning deep in the back of his throat, his blood boiling just like it did before a fight. You’re another thing he must conquer, put you back in your place beneath him.

“You’ll drive me to madness,” Bakugou whispers, not intending for you to hear but you apparently do. You smile, yet you do not reply, clearly determined now to see just how quickly you can drive the man known for his courage and valour into the depths of chaos.

Your fingers dance between your legs for a moment, brushing up and down along your soaked lips before they swirl and circle against your clit. The level of just how wet you are helps with the easy glide, easing you further into your delirious state of lust.

Bakugou feels like he’s bewitched, eyes unable to blink away from the sight of you toying with yourself. It was nothing new, he had in the past made you masturbate in front of him for his own enjoyment. It was something that filled his chest with a sense of power, that you were doing all of this for him — it made him greedy for more.

“But perhaps madness would not be so bad, if you were by my side.”

“I will forever be by your side, my sweetness.”

Sweetness – a name only you could use on a God like Bakugou Katsuki. Only you could call him something so gentle when he had witnessed enough bloodshed and war to fill four lifetimes. Only you could make the otherwise stoic man smile, and crumble like the weakest defences. His heart thunders in his chest when he dives back down into your space, the warmth of his bare chest against yours is all-consuming.

He feels himself lose himself to the rhythm of your bodies, his hips rolling against your own once again but this time his cock is free. It catches against your lightly sensitive clit, drawing out a breathy sigh from between your bitten lips.

“Give yourself to me,” you mumble against his lips, your fingers moving from their previous position to thread themselves through his golden wheat-coloured hair, holding softly at the roots to keep his face just in front of yours. “All of you. I want all of you.”

“Then you shall have me.”

His lips press into yours as an effort to stop the volume of your voice when he breeches you with the thick head of his cock, whilst he would’ve loved to divulge in foreplay and excite you further he knows it’s too much of a risk to spend that much time alone with you. He already suspects soon someone will come seeking you, and that will only lead to more unfortunate events unfolding.

You don’t protest however to the way he splits you in half, your thighs fall apart further to accommodate him the best you can despite the sharp pain that fills your pelvis. Bakugou openly groans against your panting mouth, a low rumble that sounds like he’s in great pain when he finally bottoms out in you.

It had been far too long since he had last fucked you. You had been sent away from Mount Olympus more and more often until it was once in a blue moon that he’d lay eyes on you. His soul yearned for you every single day, and the only way he had been coping with that loneliness was to become more ruthless with the men he commanded and the mortals who worshipped him.

The two of you remain there, encapsulated in the little world the two of you build for each other when you come together. His forearms lay on either side of your head, his thumbs brushing delicately against your temples whilst he admires your features so close. Your own hand plays gently with the hairs at the nape of his neck, whilst the other strokes along the broad expanse of his scar-ridden shoulders.

“I’m in love with you,” it’s you who whispers it, and he wonders if you plucked that thought directly from his brain. It has him smiling once again, a rare occasion to happen so often in quick succession.

Bakugou leans down the short distance, his thumbs brushing into your hairline before he presses his lips to yours in a short yet fulfilling kiss, “I know.”

He so desperately wishes to declare his love for you but it would be no different to declaring war. It hurts his heart to not tell you just how much he loves you, yet he knows you understand this much. You don’t frown or get upset with his choice of words, not when he lays another kiss that lingers against your forehead before his hips roll once again.

It’s a slow pace at the start, sensual and it’s enough to convey his true feelings for you. A man who could crush another man’s skull in his bare hand holds you with such a delicate embrace, his hips don’t hammer into your own with the strength you know he harbours. He always took his time at the start, savouring the tightness of your walls when you clench around him as the tuft of the hair nestled just above his cock brushes against your clit.

He continues with this pace until one of his hands wanders down along your body again, retracing the same path until he finds your thigh. He takes a gentle hold of it, and the largeness of his hand squeezes as much of your thigh as he can before he’s hooking the same thigh over his forearm.

It’s the only warning you get before he’s leaning back from you, it leaves him open to your eyes as you watch his muscles work with the new pace he sets. It’s more aggressive, more like the God of War that you know. It has your tits bouncing harshly with each rut of his hips, the slapping of skin against skin is loud in the otherwise silent garden.

His golden skin glistens in the sunlight, the sweat that gathers in the hollow of his throat expands all the way down to his adonis’ belt. His biceps bulge and tense when he rolls his head back in ecstasy, exposing the bobbing of his Adam’s apple when he swallows hard before his lips part in the most beautiful of moans.

It wasn’t often he was so vocal in his pleasure, only reserving that right for you. It doesn’t go unnoticed either, you squeeze around him deliciously to pull another note from his throat that sounds a little more strangled. You giggle beneath him, only to be cut off by a particularly harsh slam of his hips against yours. The tip of his cock bullies its way through your walls, ramming against that one spot that only he seems to be able to reach.

“You dare laugh at me?” He bares his teeth, quite the vision of the fearless God yet he shows no true malice behind his words. If you were to put a word to it, you’d say he was being playful.

“Never,” you manage to breathe between your moans, eyes fluttering in an attempt to stay open as you watch the man above you work as hard as he can to push you closer and closer to completion. “I-I would…” you trail off, and this time it’s Bakugou who laughs at you but it’s broken into a low groan.

“Hah, drunk off of my cock already, my love?” He’s always been crude with his words, it makes your stomach do flips along with the added term of endearment. “How long has it been since you were treated like the Goddess you are?”

His words sting, unintentionally digging into wounds that grow old, tearing them apart for his prying eyes. You meet his gaze, eyebrows furrowing to show just how much his words hurt – the truth had always hurt the most.

“Too long,” you moan when he hoists your hips up just a little higher, both of your legs now wrapped around his waist whilst his hands grip harshly at your hips. He fucks into you harder at this angle, impossibly reaching deeper and deeper into you until you swear he’s going to touch your very soul; though perhaps that is his goal.

Bakugou doesn’t offer a reply, but rather a grunt. His thumb rolls down over your stomach before he reaches your clit, and he plays with it cruelly. The pressure is harsh, and he’s unrelenting in the speed at which he toys with you. He only has one thing on his mind right now, and that is to make you cum for him in a way only he can make you cum.

“Give it to me,” he grits his teeth, jaw working as he tries to fend off the urge to fill you with his cum. “Cum for me.”

He commands you, and you wordlessly obey. It feels like you’re freefalling from the top of the mountain you’re all perched upon, your head falls back into the plush bed of flowers and your mouth opens up in a scream of pleasure. Your eyes roll back until you see nothing but white, and Bakugou doesn’t let up in the way he’s fucking you.

He fucks you harder in fact, inflicting a tingling-like pain between your thighs. He not only works you through your orgasm but forces you right into a more intense one, it has your legs tensing and shaking. Your hands curl uselessly into the grass beside your head, tugging at your hair when you moan his name loudly. Perhaps he should’ve worried about how loud you were becoming, but a deep part inside of him wanted everyone to know just who you were devoted to.

His thumb is replaced by two fingers, he swipes aggressively against your clit until you’re struggling to catch your breath. Your chest expands with the effort, whilst your knees try to crush into his sides fruitlessly. Bakugou has never shied away from the fact you were more of a generous lover when it came to orgasms, he beamed with pride whenever you blessed him with one such as this. He’s uncaring for the way your juices squirt against his pelvis and drips down his muscled thighs, if anything it encourages him to fuck more out of you.

“That’s it, such a good girl.” He praises effortlessly, fucking you through the intensity of your orgasm until his hips roll to a gentle stop. His hands that were once in a vice grip on your waist gently massage against your thighs, soothing the tensed muscles until you finally relax as best you can in the position he still holds you in.

He lowers you carefully down until you’re flat again on the floor, and his hands effortlessly roll you over onto your stomach. Those same hands smooth over the expanse of your back, pressing into your lower back to ease the ache he knows often builds there whenever he bends your body to his will.

Bakugou carefully raises your hips once again, positioning himself over you and you don’t protest when he pushes himself back inside of you. You rest your head on folded arms, angling your head just so that you can see over your shoulder at the mountain of a man who fucks into you slowly once again. He bends easily at the waist, pressing a delicate kiss to your shoulder.

“I’m not done with you yet,” is all he offers before he’s fucking into you again in earnest. You moan into the crook of your arm, eyes still narrowed in his direction to watch the way his mouth falls open and his eyebrows crumple together. The angle he holds your body in is sinful – your thighs squeeze together to make it impossibly tighter around the thickness of his cock.

In this position, with your hips raised and head in the flowers, Bakugou can’t help but feel the rush of power that fills his body. To have such a powerful Goddess such as yourself bending under just a flat palm to your spine is driving him to fuck into you hard. Too hard perhaps, as he knows he’ll be leaving bruises on the back of your thighs and ass by the time he’s done. But he can’t help himself, this need to cover you in marks – his marks – was growing to be too much.

You were his, and only his. He didn’t care what the fuck Enji nor Touya said. You were designed to be with him, you were his opposite, his other half. He’d die before he gave up on you. He’d do anything to ensure you were his, forever.

The idea hits him in the gut like a spear, it makes him grunt deep in his chest and fingers flex against the fat of your hips before he squeezes hard. He knows of one way he could secure you to him for the rest of your lives.

“I should fuck a child into you.” He groans, the words pour from his mouth untapered whilst his mind runs haywire on the idea of you being round with his child – a child born from two Gods such as yourselves surely would be enough to kick Enji from his throne. “A son. Fit for the throne.”

You watch him over your shoulder, and he meets your gaze easily. His eyes hold nothing but love and adoration for you, you know a child would definitely bring the two of you together forever. The idea alone has you nearly crushing him between your thighs, enough to cause him to grunt and come to a stop buried to the hilt.

“I take that as a yes, my love?”

“Yes, Katsuki. Please.” You plead, and the ash-blonde God doesn’t have to be told twice.

He fucks you now with a new purpose, to breed you. His hips slap against the roundness of your ass, his fingers reaching to grasp and grope at you. Bakugou is unashamed in the way he marvels at your body, pulling your cheeks apart with his hands to watch the way your pussy swallows him whole despite the size of him.

His balls ache with the need to cum, he yearns for it every single time he’s with you. Yet he was never granted permission to do so; given you were the Goddess of Reproduction, he knew his seed would take to you – which would’ve caused many problems in the past. But now, he’s uncaring for the problems that may arise. He knows he would wage a thousand-year war for you as long as it meant he got to call you his.

“Katsuki, cum for me, my love.” You moan, panting hotly into your arm in a futile attempt to muffle your whining.

Bakugou has always been unable to ignore your pleas.

He cums, and hard. His hips stutter at first, fingers curling harshly against the skin of your ass. His hips rut down into your own, hard enough to make you yelp and bite at your arm. You can feel the way his cock jumps and throbs in the depths of your walls, the white seed he spills is molten hot, just like the fire that courses through his blood.

Bakugou doesn’t stop the roll of his hips until he’s truly spent, both of his hands come to slam into the ground on either side of your head. His panting breath brushes against the sticky sweat on your bare shoulder before he lays kiss after kiss on you.

“I love you.” He whispers against your ear, pressing his nose into your hair just enough to smell the delicate soaps you use to bathe in.

“And I love you, more than anything.” You reply just as easily, turning just enough to let his lips brush against your own. The kiss you have now is just as it was at the start; it’s filled with adoring love and underlying longing.

He slips from you easily, but not without hoisting your hips up once again just enough to ensure none of his cum leaks from you. You laugh, but don’t stop him.

“You truly wish to have a child with me?” You ask once he lays down in the grass next to you, tugging his red cloak from somewhere to the side over the naked expanse of his lower half.

“Have I ever lied about something I want? Of course I want this.”

You hum in response to his words, eyes finally fluttering shut to bask in the warmth of the sun and the tranquil feeling that slowly settles over the two of you. Bakugou continues to lay next to you, an arm behind his head whilst his free hand strokes through your hair to play with the various flowers embedded there.

“Then I hope you’re ready for everything that comes with a child.” You smile when Bakugou laughs, opening an eye to look at how he practically glows in the sun.

“Woman. I have commanded armies of thousands of men, I have killed Gods with my bare hands. You think a child would bring down the almighty God of War?”

“Maybe that’s your weakness.”

“Madness,” he rolls over onto his side, brushing away the hair that’s fallen into your eyes before he kisses your eyebrow gently. “You are my weakness, my love.”

And all the whilst, neither of you is privy to the set of burning blue eyes that watch from the archway of the door. And neither of you are aware that Touya leaves to talk to his father – but not to demand you be humiliated for your adultery but rather for a divorce.

#bakugo smut #bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki smut #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x you #katsuki bakugo oneshot #bakugo katsuki imagine

2K notes · View notes

katsukiizmoon · 1 year

Text

╰┈➤ ꒰🍓♥️🌶 ┊”henny n’ coke, baby” + BKG ꒱

『♡』 18+ , healthy relationship, alcohol consumption, clubbing, grinding, twerking, friendly fun, making out w Mina, flirting, squirting, cum licking, cock sucking if u squint, finger sucking, light hair pulling, light choking, spitting in mouth, cum kisses, “good girl”, exhibitionism / voyeurism (if you squint), f!reader x katsuki bakugou

『♡』 was thinking about when my friend and I took turns spitting alcohol in one another’s mouth then kissed. Anyways this is a horny mess. Warning you now. IM a horny mess, fuck.

The club music is loud, you can hardly hear one another. It vibrates the floor and the tequila in your veins has you excited.

You start off with Kirishima, who whoops and hollers and catches your hips while you grind. You roll your hips in a circle, too tiny skirt coming up a little and flashing panties. Sweat beads on the back of your neck and you flip your hair to the side. Ignoring your massive hoop earrings getting stuck in your hair, you look back over your shoulder with a grin.

His hands are thick and large, where they lightly rest over the curve of your hips. He avoids touching too much. You thank him for that, but wish he’d be a little rougher.

Mina jumps in front of you and starts throwing it in a circle. Her ass presses into you and she bounces. Skimpy shorts show off pink ass cheeks and fishnets. She giggles loud enough you can hear it over the music. It’s hot, she’s hot, he’s hot. But you know what’s hotter? Katsuki.

And then you’re thirsty, horny, and on a mission. Everything seems amazing, the world feels like this is what life is about. One of those moments that makes you feel higher on life than just about anything else.

Mina takes over and Eijirou takes it upon himself to pull your skirt down enough to cover more of your ass. He gives a light tap to the fat there and gets close to your face, giving you a toothy smile.

He says something over the music and you don’t know what anything was. Except “good luck”.

Your beautiful, tall and strong boyfriend stands off to the side with Kaminari. They chat idly and you make your way to him, weaving through the crowds of people. Thank fuck you wore flat shoes and not heels today.

When you arrive he’s giving you a quick kiss, asking if you had fun, and you nod feverishly. Wordlessly you point to the drink in his hand and take a sip.

“Yuck! Wha’s this?” You whine, confused. Your features scrunch as if you’ve sucked on a lemon.

“Henny n’ coke baby.” Katsuki laughs and Kaminari raises his matching drink.

Katsuki looks edible- all tanned muscle and winks. You don’t blame all the women that have come up and attempted to dance with him. Comfortable black slacks and half unbuttoned, see through, Lacey top. You picked this for him, knew you wanted to see his body whenever you could. And the chain around his neck shines a little brighter against the club lights.

The song changes, less EDM and more so rap. You squeal, taking another sip of his drink and handing the rest to Kaminari.

Katsuki cocks a brow and Kaminari let’s out a laugh, knowing what’s coming. You grab at his wrist and leave a wet kiss to his lips. Throwing a wink to him, you stick your tongue out.

You push him toward an open chair, one of the few sitting in a corner and he falls back with a ‘oomph. He looks at you with wild, cherry eyes and Kaminari watches from the distance with a grin.

Katsuki’s on cloud nine, alcohol making him braver than he’s ever been and ridding him of his nerves. His cock stirs in his pants at the sight of you.

You plop your ass onto his crotch and grind, bouncing your hips up and down in rhythm. Something comes over you and you bounce on his lap like you’re riding his cock, making a kissy face toward Denki.

Katsuki throws his head back and grips on the fat of your hips, watching your mini skirt ride up and put your thong back on display. You turn to face him, rubbing his chest with your hands and rolling your body. Your knees are situated on either side of him, and you bounce your tits.

He wills himself not to fuck you in the club. Begs himself to show restraint, despite seeing the wet spot on your panties.

Your tongue slides over the seam of your lips, proving yourself back so that the back of your knees hangs over the chair. He watches you, steadying your excited movements with firm hands.

His cock presses into your ass and his eyes meet yours. Cherry eyes consume you, making you wild, and you lean back and flip off the chair.

First he panics, but when he sees your head pop back up and you smile, he laughs a little. He stands at that, bending you over and letting you twerk and grind against his cock in front of everyone. He nods to Denki, who heads over and hands him his drink swiftly.

The blond hunk you’ve got your ass pressed to takes a sip and gyrates his hips into yours. You snap back up and turn, shoving your tongue in his mouth. Your sparkly gloss smears onto the corners of his mouth and he licks into you.

When you pull back for breath, he uses a thumb to wipe some of it off your face and gives you a wink. Denki still stares, gobsmacked, cock growing hard in his pants at the sight before him.

Eijirou and Mina make their way over with another set of drinks and you take a nice, long swig. The pink haired girl grins and pulls you in for a kiss, earning a low whistle from Eijirou and a couple swears from the two blondes.

She tastes sweet, like vodka and orange juice, and her lips are plush. You make note to run off to the bathroom for a makeup touch up later. But that thought is shoved down when her hands reach around to snake up your skirt. She grips at the flesh there and leaves a firm smack. Her tongue is long and it explores, sending shivers down your spine and making your clit pulsate in your panties. Your hips kick and she grins into your mouth, pulling back with a string of spit. A choked noise leaves one of the men in the group.

“Can he spit my drink in my mouth?” She whispers, inches from your lips.

You nod, pulling away and sending him a wink. She practically bounces toward him and gets in front of him, back turned. The music vibrates your bones and soothes the ache in your tummy. Katsuki hands his drink to Eijirou and grabs hers out of her hand.

Eijirou groans out a “me next” and Denki a “me third “.

She does a little twerk on him and he grabs her by the throat. You watch as your boyfriend uses a large, rough hand to position her just right. Her mouth hangs open and she closes her pretty eyes. He brings her drink to his swollen lips, sucking through the straw.

Then he swishes it in his mouth and your pussy throbs at what he does next. He’s spitting it in her mouth, not letting her come up to breathe properly until she swallows. And god you have got to be next on the list.

Her eyes roll back and she licks her lips. You’re on your way over to Katsuki, excited, tipsy, and much too in love with that idea. God bless Mina, the kinky bitch.

The other two take their turns and it shows what they’re like in bed, too. Denki is sweet about it, takes his time, sends her off with a wink and a light tap to the jaw with his hand. And Kirishima? Fuck. He has Denki give him the drink, holding it up. His other arm holds her close to his chest and he hovers his mouth right over Hers and spits. Before she can protest, his thumb is in her mouth and he’s telling her to suck.

People whistle and holler, a group of girls make a moaning sound and one of them yells a “god when will that be me” over the music.

And you’re all sucking down glasses of water and pouring an electrolyte mix in to avoid hangover next. Only to go grab another drink, something that’ll leave you all just a little hornier and on edge.

Katsuki and you find yourselves desperately yanking clothes off at the end of the night. The Uber pulls off and you make sure Mina, Denki, and Eijirou got to their shared destination safe. And then something comes over Katsuki that you’ve never seen before.

It isn’t jealousy, not by a long shot. His cock is leaking precum when you pull it out and he’s gasping, pushing his tongue further into your mouth.

You quickly make it to the bed, still in your shirt and thong, and him in just the goddamned button up. And he’s got you bent over, pressed into the mattress, thong pulled to the side. and fucking you so hard you’re high.

“Yeah? You liked them watching you rub on my cock huh?” He gasps, face numb. A pink tongue licks over puffy lips and he leans forward to anchor his hand in your hair. It stings but he isn’t pulling, just gripping hard enough for you to know he’s got you.

His cock is so thick, filling you to the brim and then some, and you whine out agreements. Drool leaks from the corner of your mouth and he brings his head closer to yours. His hips stop moving and you whimper, pushing yourself back on him desperately.

“You wanted to suck Eijirou, didn’t you baby?” Katsuki rasps, licking and sucking below your ear.

Your pussy squeezes and it gives him his answer. He drops his hand in your hair, bringing one around and under your panties to rub circles on your clit. The other, he brings up to spit on the tips of his middle and forefinger before he shoves them in your mouth. You keen, squeezing harder and sucking on his fingers.

“Look at this, such a good, good girl for me. Come on pretty, tell me what you want.” He mutters, willing himself to stay still. His fingers are removed from your mouth and you frantically start begging for him to move.

But he doesn’t, he continues rubbing lazy circles and his hand wraps around your throat. He squeezes lightly, just enough to make you dizzy and float. And then he stops, and does it again, and then he just holds it there. Let’s you know that he could if he wanted to.

“What do you say?” He demands, more than asks, and his lips tingle.

His throat is dry, tongue heavy, watching you try to fuck yourself on his cock. But you can’t, it won’t work the same without him doing it. And he knows that.

“Fuck- oh god fuck- please, please, please!”

Your fingers dig into the sheets and spit covers his hand. He removes his fingers from your pussy, where they originally rubbed, and he sucks the taste of you off of them and moan. He throws his head back and slams into you.

You shake, spongey spot being bullied by the head of his cock. Your thong is ruined, no double stretched out. Pussy juice slicks down your thighs and froths at the base of his cock. He pulls his hand off your throat, sitting back on his knees, where he spits where his cock meets your pussy. It’s dirty, and he watches you clench around him, sucking him in.

Your pussy squelches, spewing clear juice all over the bed and you praise him like he’s fucking god. Begging him not to stop, to stop, to keep going, harder. Faster. And then he rubs your clit back and forth, up and down, making the squirt spray everywhere.

Something in you snaps and your body goes taut and then limp, your eyes rolling back as you just lay there and take it. And he pulls out, flipping you over and crawling forward.

You watch in awe as your boyfriend, with a face burning peachy and coral tones, fucks into his fist over your face. You open your mouth and he sinks his cock in, just a little, and pulls out again. You reach a hand up, wrapping around the base. There you move, licking at the head of his cock to taste yourself and the precum off of it.

He cums a minute later, all over your pretty lips, where he promptly licks at. He suckles on your bottom lip and spits some of his cum back into your mouth. You greedily accept, swallowing it down with a giggle.

It takes a few moments for you both to collect yourself. And then you’re grabbing the bottle of water beside the bed and taking turns chugging. The Gatorade is next, before you head off to the bathroom. He licks his thumb and wipes some of the cum off of your face, sucking it off of his finger.

Then, you’re brushing your teeth and butt ass naked, showering sloppily. The clock on your nightstand reads 5:08 am and you sigh into his chest when you finally lay down for sleep. He presses a kiss to the top of your head.

Eijirou and Mina are going to love hearing these stories tomorrow.

2K notes · View notes

dreamersville · 1 year

Text

Hand Holding w/Izuku & Bakugou

an? i loveeeeee loveee loveeee small things like hand holding and walking arm arm and huggs and just physical touch in genereal just make me sooo 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰. *sighs* back to reality. um i realy dont know where i was going with these fr but 900 words later and here we are, i do hope y’all enjoy💜. request are open.

pairings? izuku x reader, bakugou x reader

tw? none

Izuku - imagine 3rd year izuku all beefed p from the previous 2 years of training, he grew more into his quirk and in turn growing more into his body, kinda lost the baby face but them eyes man whewww chilee

Anywaysssss, you and him are dating without the title if that makes sense, it's not that yall dont want the title it just that's all sorted never put a label on it, its during you're Modern hero Art class that you all have a break because midnight was needed elsewhere for moment, naturally you found a pair of red sneakers making there to you as you lay with your head on your desk, you sit up expecting izuku to take his usually place on top of your desk but instead he just stands to the side, shifting from feet to feet. Like he was nervous or sum, you were about to crack a joke until izuku made a fleet attempt to grab the hand you were previously laying on, now idk what he thought he was finna accomplish butttttt yea. Cute attempt tho, you clutch your stomach from laughing so hard as izuku stands there and buries his face in his hand trying to hide his reddening face from you, but you catch on while you were recovering from that intense laughing fit, “you wanted to do something izu zu” you asj trying to pry his hands from his face, now while you and izuku are closer than you are will your other class mater yall try not to go to hard with the PDA and holding hands??? Seems like a lot of PDA … to say that I don't usually do these types of things, but I mean there's nothing wrong with a little change. Instead of trying to decipher izuku mumbling, you simply take the hand that you have already freed from his face and intertwine your fingers together. Somehow this increases izuku mumbling so you sigh as you make him sit on your desk and you sit back in your seat stroking his hand that you're not holding with you to let him calm down from his rant.

Bakugou- yall dont understand how much i eat this trope up ( he insecure about his hand cause they sweat) bandwagon so bad its really ridiculous, but i needed a break from it, so here we areeeee, katsuki who kinda calmed down ??? like yeah all you mfs still extras and what not but obviously y'all should know by now so it's not point in reiterating it again. Anyways, you and bakugou are helping baku squad study before these finals come around, which eventually turned into you guys just lazing around talking and watching tv. Strange things is playing in the background, while denki and sero are arguing about which song would be able to get them from the upside faster mina is humming a song as placing bows and barretts in kiri’s hair you look to your left and see bakugou and jirou talking further down the coach from you , so you lay back with one ar, stitching over your head while your other arm is being draped over your eyes and you relax back into the couch. It seems like you took a little nap as when you wake up, mostly everything and everybody is being cleared from the common room. Do you move, sit up and stretch and feel your hand being restricted? No that's not the right word, you shift your gaze to where your hand is and see why you couldn't move your hand, bakugou, bakugou katsuki was holding your hand in his lap while he was laying next to you phone on his chest as an almight video counties to play, to say that you are shocked truly feels like a understatement for the amount of feelings you are feeling right now, why would he want to be holding your hand, in his sleep nonetheless, yeah he yells at you less and lets you in his dorm sometimes but that's just to yk study and stuff, not that you ever get any studying down because you are always trying to glance at bakugou to already see he's looking at you and yea maybe you and him both know yall dont need to go out and get the groceries together despite it not being yall week just so y'all could laugh and talk and you could convince to sneak a few extra snacks in and sure you might have caught his looking at you sometimes… okay. Maybe you have a crush and maybe your crush likes you back, but this is too much to deal with after you woke up from a nap that you weren't even trying to take, through the mist of all your thinking bakugou woke up from his nap ??? If you could even call it that fr, anyways he’s been up long enough to see that you saw him holding your hand and he heard you muttering about crushes and what not so he thought he'd just yk confess, so he does all while he is still holding your hand.

226 notes · View notes

dark-elf-writes · 23 days

Note

I freaking love demigod Izuku right now. Who else would be a demigod in his class? Or a legacy? Or like what happens with Bakugou?

Ooo other demigods

I could see the Iida’s all being legacy Athena kids or perhaps both Tenya and Tensei being Athena kids just years apart. Aoyama I can see as an Aphrodite kid. Maybe Hagakure as an Iris kid? Many thoughts about these kids. I would say Bakugou as an ares kid but I also kind of want him to be fully mortal because it would drive him insane

As for Bakugou in a broader sense

I don’t know if Izuku would openly name him as their main bully (either through denial or because of a sense of loyalty) but if he does manage to get into UA and not get blacklisted because of the bullying he’s more than likely getting the couplet treatment day one.

(It was an accident. Izuku didn’t even know they could curse people into speaking in rhyme but that definitely aren’t upset by it. And since Bakugou still claims Izuku is quirkless it works in their favor as he thinks someone else is messing with him.)

#the elf talks #mha #bnha #pjo

20 notes · View notes

schrodingerscal · 5 months

Text

Fuck OFF with hogwarts AUs for different shows. It’s overused and and cheesy.

Instead of Hogwarts houses, why don’t you assign characters different PJO Godly parents? Or Grishaverse Grisha types??? Or what TMA fear entity they would be an avatar of???? There are so many types of sorting, with much cooler backgrounds.

I personally think that these characters would specifically be:

Izuku Midoriya: Child of Athena, no doubt. Probably either an Avatar of the Lonely (pre-season one)(season six) or the Eye.

Melanie King is a Heartrender Grisha, and a Child of either Ares or Hermes.

Mina Ashido is 100% a Daughter of Aphrodite, and either a Tailor or a Tidemaker. She would probably be an avatar of the Vast or the Corruption.

Kaz Brekker is a either child of Hermes or Athena, and an Avatar of the Web

Nina Zenik is a daughter of Aphrodite, and and Avatar of the Flesh or the End

Nico Di Angelo is a corpsewitch, and either an avatar of the End, Dark, or Lonely

The Hunters of Artemis are avatars of the Hunt (duh), with Thalia being a squaller and Bianca being either a corpsewitch or a heartrender

Percy Jackson is an avatar of the Vast and a tidemaker, and Annabeth is an avatar of the Eye or the Web, as well as an Alkemi

Jason Grace is an avatar of the Vast and a Squaller, and Leo Valdez is an avatar of the Lonely or the Desolation, and an Inferni or Durast

Katsuki Bakugou is an avatar of the Desolation, and an Inferni. He’s also definitely a child of Ares

Georgie Barker is a child of Hades and an Inferni

Charlie Morningstar is a child of Hades (also duh) but hangs out with the Iris kids. She’s also an Inferni

Clarisse La Rue is an avatar of the Slaughter and a Drüskelle turned Dregs member

Jonathan Sims is a child of Athena, Martin Blackwood is a child of Iris and a squaller, Tim is a child of Hermes and an Inferni, Sasha is a child of Janus and a champion of Hestia, alwell as a durast

Nikola Orsenov is a Tailor, Annabelle Cane is a child of Arachne or Hecate, Jane Prentiss is a heartrender and child of Demeter, Jared Hopworth is a tailor and child of Hephaestus, Helen and Michael are children of Dionysus and Tailors, with Micheal Shelly being a child of Nephele, and Helen Richardson being a child of Athena

Daisy Tonner and Basira Hussain are both ex-drüskelles, with Daisy being a child of Ares and Basira being a child of Nemesis

Himiko Toga is an avatar of the hunt, a child of Eris and a corpsewitch, Twice is a child of Janus and avatar of the spiral, Dabi is an Inferni and child of Nemesis, Tomura is a child of Lyssa and a heartrender, as well as an avatar of the slaughter, Mr Compress is a child of Hecate and an Alkemi

I may add more in the future!!! If anyone has anymore ideas then pls tell me

#the magnus archives #themagnusarchives #tma podcast #bnha #mha #my hero academia #SoC #SaB #six of crows #shadow and bone #grishaverse #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #tma entities #entity alignment #blah blah blah #I’m bored can you tell

32 notes · View notes

vexis-world · 4 months

Note

hey! i saw ur post and was thinking, how would it go if the mha characters and the pjo characters met each other?

OMG I LOVE THIS QUESTION!!!!

Ima make some proper head-canons in a sec when I finish my wip fic but it would honestly be soo funny

Izuku would be taking NOTESSS and bakugou and clarisse would be on eachothers toes frrr

Denki would be flirting w the first daughter of Aphrodite he sees NO doubt 😭😭

Kiri would be soooo excited to meet anyone!! but especially from the ares cabin ,, gym tips for dayss 💪💪 he would be getting soo much advice from cabin 5 bc we all know how hard he works ofc 🙏🙏

And shoto would be popular with the girls at camp too just like at UA,, rizz god todoroki 🔛🔝 (even if he doesn't realise it)

There's so many cute things I wanna write so I'll be sure to tag you when I make the headcanon post!! Tysm for requesting pooks x 🫶🫶

#pjo fandom #percy jackson #pjo #mha #bnha #my hero academia #pjoverse #pjo spoilers #mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #current wip #ILL START WORKING ON THIS SOON I PROMISE 🙏🙏

24 notes · View notes

aromanticannibal · 1 year

Text

Aizawa's found family except there's way too many people

So stage 1 is Aizawa and Mic. They're in a QPR, Aizawa is aroace and Mic fucks around on the side but they're married and live together and had a wedding. They don't kiss tho cuz Aizawa doesn't like kissing AT ALL.

Stage 2 is Eri. She's legally Aizawa's daughter and she starts calling him Dad so Aizawa just goes with it. Alright this is my child now got it.

Mic is like... Her weird uncle. That's how she sees him anyways. She calls him Mic because that's what everyone calls him.

Then Midoriya and Togata are Eri's brothers. Like they just are. And god knows Aizawa has a soft spot for these dangerous sunshines of teenagers (literally where is the Dadzawa content for Togata. Aizawa comforted him when Sir Nighteye died please people SEE)

So Midoriya and Togata are like part time Aizawa's sons. Part time because Togata has a dad and Midoriya has his mom and All Might is already his father figure (not that he can't have two but All Might was here first).

Stage 3. Shinsou Hitoshi. Mic saw this child and felt in his bones that one year from now he would be finding him asleep in the cupboards. He just knew.

Shinsou has a bad home life so he hangs out at Aizawa's house a lot and eventually just gets a room there. Like he just does. The house is big Aizawa said, it's okay, while Mic is laughing his ass off and Shinsou is trying not to cry.

Eri IMMEDIATELY latches on Shinsou. Why? He's a cat. Simple.

By the way, they have seven cats. Yes seven.

They're named Takoyaki, Window, Blanket, Butter, Phoebe (short for Febreze), Yuki and Hizashi. Yes, Hizashi is loud.

They also acquire Sushi when Midnight dies (minus one on the number of family members, she was the wine aunt. Rest in peace legend)

So Shinsou. Thing is, Shinsou is polyamorous and somehow half of the world is in love with him (he doesn't understand). So Monoma, Kaminari, Bakugou and Ojirou are added to the family as son in laws of Aizawa. None of them are dating each other they're just dating Shinsou and cohabiting.

Stage 4 is The Entire Todoroki Family. Somehow. Well no, not all of them actually, Endeavor is out there doing whatever it is he does.

The first to get adopted into the found family is Shouto. Similar to Shinsou, he ends up hanging out at Aizawa and Mic's house, at first for Midoriya, Shinsou and Eri, then for Togata and Shinsou's boyfriends, the cats, and eventually he's just There. All the time.

Evidently, Fuyumi, Natsuo and Rei want to know about their tiniest family member's found family. They accidentally also get added to the family.

Dabi is the hardest to include, you know because of the murder. But rehab and all. Since Aizawa, Shouto and Rei are the ones most capable of stopping Dabi from going apeshit, he gets thrown there too. He gets a room as well. It's basically all of the Todorokis' room when they visit, to his absolute horror.

Aizawa considers Dabi to be his 9th cat. Mic considers Dabi to be his nephew. Shinsou and Eri unconsciously think of him as their brother (well, it's more conscious for Eri given she just straight up calls Dabi her older brother).

Then, stage 5, there's Kurogiri/Oboro. Renamed Kurokumo for simplicity's sake (legally his name is Shirakumo Oboro but y'know). Kurokumo goes back to being mostly Shirakumo, but Kurogiri is still kinda here and Kurokumo wants that to be acknowledged.

He's one of the few who officially live in the Aizawa-Yamada household (reminder, the ones who legally live here are Aizawa and Mic, Shinsou, Eri, Dabi and Kurokumo + the 8 cats. The others visit and sometimes sleep over).

Stage 6, surprisingly, is caused by Mic hooking up with everyone in Japan. Mic and Aizawa call each other their partner or their husband sometimes, but they're again, not involved romantically or sexually. Mic has a shitton of romantic and sexual partners, and the regular ones eventually get a boyfriend/girlfriend status and are somewhat added to the fam.

Mainly, Mic's partners are : Hawks (to Dabi's horror again and also to Aizawa's... Horror also), Ms. Joke (Aizawa hates his husband's taste) and Best Jeanist (because of course). I'll let you decide which are romantic which are sexual which are both.

(Tangent : Mic made a move on Kurokumo once, because they flirted a lot in high school and everyone assumed they would eventually date. Kurokumo shut him down after a bit because it felt too weird, as being Kurogiri kinda took away all his sexual attraction and he feels like Mic is Way Older Than Him even though they're technically the same age. Mic apologized and they had a long long long talk with Aizawa about how Kurokumo felt about them and himself and everything is okay now they're best friends)

The final stage happens after 1-A graduates : mainly, all the students really love their teachers and always check on them even after they stop seeing them basically everyday, leading to them being brought into the family partially.

So to sum it up : Aizawa and Mic, husbands and platonic partners, are the somewhat parents of Shinsou, Eri and Dabi, with added bonus of Dabi's siblings and mom, Shinsou's boyfriends, Eri's brothers, plus Mic's boyfriends + girlfriend, and Kurokumo co-parents. Somewhat. And they have 8 cats. And their old students visit them and bring them food and flowers.

Final count of family members for Aizawa : 17 + 14 + 8 = 40

#aizawa shouta #dadzawa #found family #mha #bnha #yamada hizashi #shinsou hitoshi #kurogiri #au #not tagging everyone rip #midoriya izuku #eri aizawa

71 notes · View notes

yumikitten · 2 years

Text

When they want to ask you to move in together.

Character(s): Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou

Genre: tooth-rotting fluff

Notes: really just had a thought and needed it written like yesterday

Bakugou

You lived separately because you'd only been together for about a year, and though you were at his place a lot or vice versa, the conversation hadn't come up yet. You were waiting for him to bring it up so as not to sound needy, and he was waiting for you because he sure as shit wouldn't want to make you feel like you had to. His way of words was still something he was working on, but it was high time that you lived together. You had your shit at his place, he had shit ar yours; at this point all of your collective shit should be in one area.

You were out walking with him in your neighborhood when he pulled you aside and asked, "Arent you fucking tired of this neighborhood yet?"

Taken aback, you asked, "What do you mean? I love this neighborhood!" And though he knee he could be wording this a hell of a lot better, he kept going with what was on his mind instead of thinking things through.

"You don't think you should maybe move, or something?" His tongue clicked, growing mildly frustrated with himself for not speaking properly when he knew what he wanted plain as day.

"To where? My apartment is reasonably priced, it's a fair distance from school..." You listed off numerous reasons as to why you still stayed where you were, but he was growing more heated with each mark on your list. "It's a good neighborhood, too. Super safe."

"I didn't hear not one thing on that damn list about me." He glared, hoping you'd see the error in your words and understand what he was saying. Fuck, he needed you to understand so he didn't keep feeling humiliated.

"What about you? You practically live with me! You're here all the time!" You retorted hotly, but that just gave him reason to explode.

"That's my fucking point, babe! I practically live with you. You don't maybe think that I should just be living with you?! Do I gotta spell it out for you?!" His hands raised above his head, realizing he was yelling in the middle of a park where kids were still playing at.

Your mind went blank for a second before you finally understood what he was talking about. "You...want to live together? Really?" The blush on his cheeks were enough to confirm an answer. "Why didn't you just ask like a normal person?"

"Why did it take you so damn long to get what I was saying? Besides that, do you not think we're ready for that step? You said it yourself, I practically live with you, babe. I think it's fucking time."

Honestly, he was being really cute right now, brows furrowed with his glance at anywhere but you. His outburst caused a few stares, and he was getting embarrassed. "Ask nicely and maybe we can look at places then."

"Fuck that shit. I'm making an executive decision. We're packing your shit up as soon as we get back." He scolded, though it wasn't in any kind of anger. You knew he was just as happy about it as you were without the normal human emotion to go along with it.

"Okay my love, that sounds perfect to me." Standing on your tip toes, you kissed him before he could cause another scene that would get you kicked out of the park.

Kirishima

You and Kiri had been together about eight months when he realized you were at his apartment more frequently than your own. His lease was coming up to and end, and though he'd loved the location and overall layout of it, he would much rather live with you than re-up. Which is why he had taken you to dinner so as to ask in a cute way.

"So, my lease is up in about a month. What do you think I should do?" He asked you as your eyes scanned the menu.

You set the menu down and thought about his question. "Well, the view from your balcony is really pretty, and you have some nice enough neighbors as long as you aren't loud or anything."

His shoulders slumped at your reply, but he wasn't about to lose hope. "All very good reasons to keep it, but you don't maybe think there's a good reason not to?" The red head prodded, looking into your eyes which were focused.

"Your kitchen is a bit small, but it isn't like you don't normally eat at my house anyway. But I don't really think there's a reason not to." Shrugging, the waiter came to take your orders, Kiri quick with his so he could continue his slew of questions.

"A really fair point to not keep it; really only one of these places is being used more." He paused, hoping you'd get it. When a light started shining in your eyes, he knew you got it quickly.

"Oh! Are you wanting to move in together?" When he nodded, you continued to blush profusely. "I mean, if that's the case, there really isn't any reason to re-up, is there? You can move in with me till mine is up, and then we can find a place of our own. How does that sound?" Now that he got you thinking, your mind was going over every detail of a plan that had hardly started forming. Honestly, he was just excited that you were as joyous as he was at the idea. You hadn't been together long, but you both felt that it was time to take that next step in your relationship.

#anime #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bakugou x you #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #kirishima x you #bakugou katsuki x you #kirishima eijiro x you #kirishima eijiro #kirishima eijirou #kirishima imagine #bakugou imagine #bakugou fluff #kirishima fluff

297 notes · View notes

mygalaxypoetry · 2 years

Text

Sagau with the creator but... Pt.7

---

"The creator has been spotted in Mondstat?! Oh no! That means big bad news is coming, isn't it!? Is the world already come to an end?!"

"It doesn't seem like it..."

"We need to stock on food, and fast!!"

"Calm down Paimon, let's go ask what the other Knights of Favonius know"

"And then we'll stock on food!"

"Classic Paimon..."

---

"And the Creator said they'll be back after their trip, is that right?"

"Yes, Acting Grandmaster Jean"

"No one else is in the room except us two, Barbara, you can just call me Jean"

"O-of course, Jean!"

*knock* *Knock*

"Come in!"

"Hi Jean! We just came here to ask if you have any information about The Creator's whereabouts! Mr. Tone-Deaf-Bard said that they were spotted in the plaza a few days ago!"

"Well, lucky for you we do have some evidence other than that. Barbara here told me that the Creator came by in the Cathedral with Bennett and Razor. We wanted to talk to them but they said that they'll come back to meet us after a short trip."

"It feels like a long trip than a short one, it's been a few days after their sudden appearance!"

"The Creator is named the Creator for a reason, and that is to look after their creations. Maybe they just wanted to see how Teyvat's doing..?"

"Oh... you make a good point Barbara"

"We'll just have to wait for them to come back, I'm pretty sure their busy with their Duties as well"

---

You were busy alright... busy trying to climb the one thing that terrified you the most as a low AR player, Dragonspine

You swore you won't come back to this mountain after that quest... YOU SWORE!

But you wanted to check if you'd be able to get Todoroki's quirk after getting Bakugou and Midoriya's.

Certainly a low chance of that can happen... still a chance nonetheless.

"Your Grace... are you sure you want to climb up that mountain?" Bennett asked you while Razor held his warm hand, looking up to the mountain. (Bennett getting some flashbacks because of that one event)

... you forgot, you brought your (unofficial) kids here...

"If you guys don't want to, then you can stay here while I go get the other Anemo statue. I'm not forcing you to come up with me" you told them.

"But... you might get hurt! Want to stay with you!" Razor said and hugged you, trying to convince you to stay.

You patted his head and gave him a reassuring smile. "Its only for a while, alright? And if anything bad happens, I'll teleport to you guys. How about that?" You asked and pulled away from him.

"One of the adventurers gave me some goulash if it ever feels too cold so I should be just fine. I'll leave you with the other adventurers for a while, and once I come back, we'll head back to Mondstat. Is that good?" You asked, patting both of their heads.

They looked at each other and nodded. "Alright, I'll have my bandages ready once you come back, just in case!" Bennett said with his iconic thumbs up.

You smiled and said your goodbyes for now.

You walked down the same path you entered the mountain, passing by some fatui members and waving at the frostarm lawachurl.

It kinda frightened you at first, giving some PTSD because you HAD to fight it and your party members where at low health, but it was very friendly.

Even offering you a ride up the mountain, but you politely declined.

You went up all the way to the anemo statue, which was only for a few minutes since the mobs aren't hostile to you.

Half way up the stairs... you completely forgot you needed a special red crystal that can melt the frozen ice.

"... Better than getting the kids hurt, I just need a sword user... or a claymore user" you mumbled, looking at the red crystal.

"Looking for something, your grace?"

You jumped a bit and looked behind you to see, Albedo!

"Albedo! Nice to meet you-... hold on, just let me check something.." you said and pulled his collar a bit to check if he had his star.

He was kinda startled by your sudden boldness, but you were the Creator. He hypothesized that you know everything that happened in Teyvat and this is another piece of evidence.

"Okay, your the real Albedo... Nice to meet you! Sorry if my action made feel uncomfortable, I needed to check" you apologized.

"Its okay... understandable even. I came to this area to paint and just happen to spot you. You looked like you needed help, so I'm here to assist you" he explained, looking around the area.

"I do! I need to unlock one of the Anemo statues and for me to do that, I need this crystal to melt the ice" You looked down at the red crystal.

"I don't have a weapon on me right now. Even if I did have one, I have little to no experience with it..." you sweatdropped.

"Let me help you with that, Your Grace" Albedo said and pulled out his sword.

He gave you the red crystal and you proceeded to melt the ice to unlock the Anemo statue.

You placed your right hand on the statue and your whole arm felt cold in an instant. It felt like a big ice cube just went through your arm to your stomach.

You took of your hand from the anemo statue and looked at your hand. It didn't create any ice, but it did make your hand a bit white on the tips.

"Are you okay Your Grace?" Albedo asked.

You looked at him and nodded. "I'm okay, sorry to cut my visit short but I need to head back the the campsite. My Kid- I mean, Razor and Bennett are waiting for me there" you explained.

"No need to apologize Your Grace. I hope to see you soon" he said.

"I hope to see you soon too, Albedo. See ya!" You said and left him.

"... Their peculiar compared to the Archons... "

---

The Frostarm Lawachurl was waiting for you at the bottom of the mountain, its hand reaching out to you when you came down.

It wanted to offer you a ride back to the campsite and since it was its second offer, you smiled and accepted its ride.

You sat down on its hand and it proceeded to ride you back to the entrance. The gang of fatui members didn't even look at your direction, probably too scared because of the lawachurl.

It stopped and set you down gently. You thanked it, petting its arm before leaving.

You were oblivious to the Lawachurl glaring at the fatui members that dared even to come up to you.

---

Uneventful, I know 😅 but I'll make sure that the next part will have some action.

#genshin impact sagau #genshin sagau #sagau #creator au #genshin impact #self aware genshin #genshin impact x reader #my hero academia #gender neutral character

327 notes · View notes

ayoharuko · 2 years

Text

Mha Bf Headcanons

HELLOOOOOO

I'M FINALLY DOING A MHA BF HEADCANONS YAY!!!

Sorry about that uhm yea I'm finally doing this...actually fun fact this was the one i was supposed to post first instead of the genshin one...huh...u learn something new everyday.

Also some of the headcanons might be cringe, occ and inaccurate i watched the anime and i read the manga ofc but i forgor somethings that happened since yk adhd and I don't re-watch things-....so this is kinda a blind thing for me lol

Also my writing style might be different since I'm actually using my phone or iPad to all this, mainly because I always use my laptop to do school things and for some reason whenever I open Tumblr in it, it always makes my laptop slow down soo I'm trying to avoid that hahaha....

REMINDER: These characters don't belong to me. They belong to Horikoshi Kōhei and this is just a work of fiction.

Anyways i hope u enjoy!

(Mha Boys pt.1)

~Izuku Midoriya~ (Deku)

~Soft/Gentle Boyfriend~

- Izuku would be the gentlest boyfriend ever. He just knows how to make you smile ya know :3

- You and him would always train together, exercise together and pretty much do almost everything together, aweee

- He's your personal tutor, I mean he’s really smart soo if you ever need help just ask your loving boyfriend hehehe

- I feel like at the first few months of you guys relationship was that he was very shy at first(he still is), But after he got used to your present he doesn't blush that often anymore. He still does sometimes, How cute~

- You both always spar together although you’re the only one who wants to, Our boy deku doesn't wanna hurt you ya know so you would have to convince him to spar with you but if it's just to exercise or practice your Quirk it's fine with him

- Deku would never be jealous except he'd be more inscure then jealous, He thinks that he doesn't deserve you. He just thinks he isn't manly enough or strong enough to protect you. Thats not true of course, Just reassure him that he deserves you and he’s manly and strong enough to protect you and his insecurities gone.

- He thought his mom wouldn't like you but...she does! When she first heard about you and saw you at the sports festival she started to like you alot! Deku is very happy about that, Once you and her met face to face she had a bright smile on her face while inviting you to her home. Although deku is happy that she likes/loves you...can she please stop showing you his baby pictures!?(Embarrassed deku)

- Most of the time you are the one imitating love languages since sometimes his too shy but his learning don't worry

- The first "I love you" your first to say it, When finds the right moment to say it he gets nervous and chickens out...and then goes beet red when you say it hehehe~💕

- Overall your love for each other is gentle, soft and pure. He wants to make you proud not only his mom, Because he wants to be the hero you want him to be.

Nicknames: Puppy(hehehe) and love

Conversation with you: "Uhm...hey love..after school would you want to go to the park and have a..study picnic? Why? Well...i think a breath of fresh air is nice while studying! And we get see the beautiful park and all. ah! You wanna go? G-great! I'll..pick you up at your dorm room after classes, l-love you puppy"

~Katsuki Bakugou~ (Dynamite)

~Protective Boyfriend~

- Now...i was caught between possessive and protective but I feel he'd be more protective, Since he wouldn't want you to get targeted by the league or to get hurt. Even if he knows you can handle yourself, Let him have this-

- If you don't know how to cook, Well no problem! He would be the to cook for you everyday! He would make you bentos that look very good so you better finish it! Or otherwise he'll kick your ass! Lovingly of course hehehe~

- If you do know how to cook however...expect him to challenge you to a cooking competition to see who's a better cook, The bakusquad's the judges of course while the rest of the class are just glad to have you both as cooks as most of them can't cook and you both are just amazing cooks!

- Your dates are movie nights, study dates and just being together and enjoying each other's company :3

- When he introduced you to his mom and dad, He thought his mom didn't like you...but she already did! She loves you! And was questioning why you were dating her son, Which he got mad at and yelled at her for it. Seriously...you and katsuki's dad are the peacemakers and are both trying to stop them from killing each other😅

- He's more gentle and soft with you then anyone else and everyone in your class knows it, The way he doesn't yell or cuse when his around you, The way he doesn't overdo it when you both spar or train together and the way he looks at you more softly rather then a glare. Yea..katsuki bakugou is definitely inlove💕

Nicknames: Babe, teddybear, dumbass and baby

Conversation with you: "Oi... here *hands you a bento* what? It's for you dumbass...what? Just be t-thankful! Damn teddybear *red faced*"

~Shoto~ (Shoto Todoroki)

~Clueless Boyfriend~

- Trust me, He doesn't know shit about love. When he was probably starting to have feelings for you he thought he was just sick or it was your Quirk making him feel sick(Which isn't true of course) Then the girls started noticing this....and told him he was in love! But...he doesn't know what that means..so he asks his sister and she explains it and BOOM you guys are going out now! :D

- Since he’s VERY inexperienced you would have to be the one to initiate love languages, Good thing is he’s a fast learner soo sure enough he'll also start being affectionate💕

- He LOVES cuddling and you love it too! If you’re hot use his cold side if you’re cold use his hot side! His just perfect for cuddling~

- He always shares his food with you, He doesn't know why...but if you want his cold soba noodles..tell him and he'll give it happily🥺

- His sister, brother and his mom LOVE YOU, Now...his dad..shoto doesn't care if his dad doesn't like you cause his opinion doesn't matter. But..one time you and endeavor had a talk...and he actually said that it was ok to date his son😯

- You would always have dinner at the todoroki household, His siblings are always honored to have you at their home~

- When you first met his mom she smiled at you lovely like you were her child, and apparently shoto kept talking about you when he visits. So she eventually came to love you because of how much you give her son happiness and love, Mama Rei is happy shoto met you~

- He doesn't like sparring with you cause he doesn't wanna to accidentally hurt you...but if you just wanna train that's fine!

- Surprisingly he was the first one to say "I love you" It left you shocked of course...but he wanted to surprise you and he wanted to tell you he loves you soo..hmm hehehe~

- Your dates are....cuddling! As I said he loves cuddling but don't worry he also likes to take you shopping! And on dinner dates, study dates the list goes on and on💕

- Shoto is so grateful to have You, He might not have experience and is new to this but...his willing to learn...just for you~

Nicknames: Baby and love(That's it his still confused about nicknames lol)

Conversation with you: "Hello love. Would you want to go to my house again? Fuyumi said to invite you for dinner again...huh? Sure? Ah..alright..I'll see you later baby, I love you *Smiles fondly at you*"

I'M DONE!!!

I hope u all enjoyed this~

I actually enjoyed writing this alot hehehe, I'm sorry if there are any spelling or grammar errors....

But either way I hope you enjoyed~!

See u guys on my next post💕✨

Edit: Forgor to say, reblogs are appreciated and feel free to send requests :3

#bnha x reader #bnha headcannons #Izuku midoriya x reader #Katsuki bakugou x reader #Shoto todoroki x reader #bnha

201 notes · View notes