#bully! bakugou

[slyfoxann544]

𝑳𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒑 (𝑩𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚! 𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒈𝒐𝒖 𝒙 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: The Bakugou's take you in but Katsuki's not so happy about it as he seems to think you're quirkless and so he bullies you. What happens when UA is attacked by the L.O.V with the motive of capturing Bakugou?

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3880

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff???

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none

A/N: I accept requests

It was a normal evening when Mitsuki decided to go grocery shopping after finding the fridge almost empty. Katsuki had ignored the instructions given to him that afternoon and decided to instead go train. After all, the entrance exam for UA was only a month or two away and he didn't have the kind of time he could waste on running errands.

The red-eyed female only sighs taking her eyes off the view of the setting sun she was so fixated on previously. She was happy her son was working hard, but still, him blowing off his responsibilities like that was not at all acceptable. The kid was definitely gonna get a stern talking to when she got home.

So engrossed in her thoughts was she that she failed to see poor little you running to her direction and ended up bumping into you.

You fall down from the impact dropping the box you were running away with.

"Oh I'm sorry, are you okay sweetie?", she asks looking down and offering you a hand. 

Your appearance was dirty not having had a bath in a long time with some bruises on your legs, your h/c hair looking tangled having grown long.

 Looking up you finally see who you had bumped into and quickly stand up to apologise. "I'm sorry!"

"Oh it's alright.", she answers giving you a smile. "Is this yours?", she asks handing you the box of cereal back as you nod lightly taking it.

"HEY YOU LITTLE BRAT!", and angry voice calls out from behind as a brunette man comes into view running in your direction. 

While Mitsuki is left confused trying to piece together what this man wants, you go hide behind her.

"Excuse me do you need something?", she asks as he nears.

He only ignores her and glares down at you making you want to disappear. He continues to roughly grab your arm and pull you away making you fall down. He then proceeds to lift his hand in an attempt to slap you making you flinch. You sit there waiting for the stinging impact to come, but it never does.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!", The older woman says grabbing his hand getting angry. Not only did he completely ignore her, but he also had the audacity to treat you like this.

"Huh? Look lady my business is with this little bitch so stay outta this."

"Oh yeah? And what exactly did she do?", she asks.

"This piece of shit stole from my shop for the second time this month. She got away the last time but this time I've got her.", the man says shocking the blonde and making you look away.

She then helps you get up taking the box that had fallen out of your hands on the ground and giving it to the man along with some money.

"Here, I'm sure this'll compensate for whatever she stole last time.", she says as you look up at her. The man only scoffs, taking it from her angrily.

"Whatever, but the next time I catch her, she's dead.", he says spitefully and walks away.

Sighing she then looks at you bending down to your level. 

"Here.", she hands the apple she took out from her bag and you hesistantly take it.

"My name's Mitsuki, what's yours?", the kind lady asks.

You hesitate for a bit but then you decide to tell her. "I'm Y/n"

"That's a nice name.", she tells you and you just tilt your head.

Did she actually think you name was nice?

You were never of the opinion that you had a pretty name. You'd always assumed it was a horrible one seeing as you were only ever called names like 'brat', 'crybaby', 'lazy bitch' as a substitute.

"Well Y/n, how bout we get you home?", she smiles warmly

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"MASURAO! KATSUKI! LIVING ROOM, NOW!", the doors to the Bakugou household are burst open revealing a panting Mitsuki holding both the grocery bags in one hand.

"Yes honey?", the spectacled male asks coming down the stairs.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT YA OLD HAG?!", comes a voice from the kitchen.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY YA BRAT?! I'M ALREADY MAD AT YOU FOR NOT GETTING THE GROCERIES, SO YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS HERE AND HOPE THAT I DON'T GET ANY ANGRIER!",  she retaliates matching her son's expressions.

"WHAT DA YA WANT?", the young blonde male asks coming out of the kitchen. He was currently holding a big knife in one hand wearing a pink 'kiss the chef' apron (which he despised with a passion, and would kill anyone and everyone who saw him wearing it apart from his family). 

"I WAS JUST BOUTTA MAKE MYSELF SUSHI SO THIS BETTER BE GOOD."

After both the father and the son were finally seated on the couch Mitsuki begins.

"I have a spectacular news for us all. So I met the cutest little girl today and guess what? WE'RE GONNA BE FOSTERING HER!", Bakugou spits out the water he was drinking while Masurao just sits there gaping.

"W-well that's quite the news. A-and it's wonderful of course.", he says fixing his spectacles.

"WONDERFUL?! WONDERFULL?! I DON'T WANT THAT LITTLE BRAT WHOEVER SHE IS ANYWHERE NEAR ME! WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING OLD HAG?!?"

"OH SHUT UP! FOR YOUR INFORMATION I WASN'T ASKING HOW YOU FELT ABOUT IT, I WAS TELLING YOU SO YOUR BETTER SHUT YOU PIE HOLE AND START BEHAVING GOT IT?!"

"WHAT?!? YOU EXPECT ME TO JUST BE OKAY WITH YOU BRINGING IN THE LITTLE BITCH?!? SHE'S AS GOOD AS A RAT PICKED OF THE STREET TO ME!"

"WELL WE RAISED A RABID DOG LIKE YOU SO SHE WON'T BE ANY PROBLEM!"

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!", the younger blonde asks getting up making small explosions go off in one hand making his mother hit him on the head.

"YOU HEARD ME.", she says making the short tempered male stomp off.

"Honey, if you don't mind me saying.", the spectacled male begins. "Don't you think this is a bit sudden?", Masurao questions gaining the female's attention as her expressions soften.

"Well, it is for sure. But...I couldn't leave her like that."

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"You said her name was Y/n right?", Tsukauchi asks looking up from the file and the blonde nods.

"Says here her foster parents are FF/n and FM/n (Foster father name and Foster mother name). They filed a missing report for her a month ago.", he says looking at the two of you sitting in front of him, smiling at you. "Well, I guess all we have to do is call them up and drop her off."

Mitsuki smiles and then looks at you and says, "Here that, you're going to be going home!", your eyes widen.

No. This can't be happening. You can't be going back to them. You can't be going back there, you can't. The only reason you ran away from home in the first place was to get away from.....THEM.

Tears well up in your eyes and you back away from them. Mitsuki tries to reach out to you but you only back away more pulling away your arm as you hold it your other hand.

"P-please, I don't want to go back there Miss, please don't send me back there.", you sob. "P-please. I-I don't wanna go there. Please.", you plead.

"But, your parents are looking for you. Don't you wanna go back to them?", she asks.

"No-no please no.", you sob even more.

The woman just stands there in shock looking at your state finally understanding the cause of all those bruises.

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The Bakugou's were the parents you never had and could only dream of having someday. That evening when you arrived at their home you were already a part of the family. You were given a nice little room next to your new brother's room (which pissed him off very much as that was his spare room and now all his extra stuff was in the basement).

That day was the day you learned what a family is, what a family is supposed to be. Never in your life had you been showered with the amount of affection you were showered with on your first night with them. It felt too good to be true.

Mitsuki and Masurao were the kindest and the most loving people you had ever met. Always taking care of your needs giving you all their love and making sure you have everything, even spoiling you a little (against which Katsuki protested strongly). They both even took you shopping the very next day to pick out tons of cute little dresses (half of which you were sure you'd never even get a chance to wear) and even more toys for you. They were literal angles from heaven above.

However, the same couldn't be said for your new brother. 

You first met him at breakfast the next morning and that was when you found out you were going to have a brother. How exciting! The thought simply made you ecstatic, however his response to you was far from friendly. He would say mean stuff to you when he walked by or trip you or give you a light shove here and there and boy if you accidentally happened to mess up you wouldn't hear the end of it. He of course got in trouble with Mitsuki but after that he made sure to act this way only when she was away.

However, even after all that you still loved him. He despised you, but you loved him. He was your brother of course and you were his sister. You'd try to get him to like you but it would never work and you'd always end up on his bad side. You'd sometimes wonder what you did for him to act like this but would never get an answer.

The day your relationship got to the point of no return though was a few months after you had moved in with. That was the day Bakugou came to the conclusion that you were quirkless, and from then on his behavior got worse. If you simply pissed him off earlier, he loathed you now. He didn't think you were good enough to be a part of the family, nor did he want to be associated with a weakling like you. But deep down even then he knew that he didn't completely hate you.

You on the other hand were conflicted. You wanted them to know about your quirk and put an end to keeping secrets. The thought of your brother finally accepting and loving you was also tempting but every time you thought of telling them the little voice in the back of your head told you not to. You were simply too scared by the thought that they might hate you for it. After all that's what happened with your previous parents after you manifested it.

'What a useless quirk. Couldn't you have a stronger quirk?! One Hero worthy? How pathetic can you honestly be?'

'God it feels like the only thing you're useful for is being a burden'

You could still hear their voices in your head sometimes which would only solidify your will to keep your quirk a secret. Your life was almost perfect now and this was a risk you were not willing to take.

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"OI KATSUKI HURRY UP AND GET DOWN HERE!", Mitsuki shouts as she finishes styling your hair and fixing your dress.

"I'LL GET DOWN THERE WHENEVER I WANT!", he shouts grumpily as he exits his room in his unifrom and makes his way downstairs grumbling.

"HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO BANG THE DAMN DOOR SHUT?!?", she scolds him making you let out a stifled laugh.

No matter how many months you'd spend with the Bakugou's, the bickering between Mitsuki and Katsuki would never not be funny. At first you'd get scared as in your experience shouting never ended well but soon enough you came to realize that this was just how these two were.

"Huh? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LAUGHING AT YOU BRAT?", the hot tempered male asks you with a menacing aura making you gulp.

"OI, talk nicely to your sister.", Mitsuki says as the air around her turns cold.

"This brat is no sister of mine.", he says irritated making you feel a light pang in your heart.

"Oh really? Wellll...this adoption certificate in my hand begs to differ.", she replies smugly showing him a framed certificate she picked up from the table which the boy snatches as his eyes widen.

Adoption certificate? Wait then this means-

You look at Mitsuki in disbelief.  "So then I-I-"

"That's right kiddo, you're officially a Bakugou now.", she says puffing her chest in pride.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!? WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!?", the younger blonde asks exasperated.

"Last week. Aren't you happy you have an angel as a sister now?", the woman beams.

"ARGGH!", the front door slams shut as your officially new brother storms off while you just stand there processing all that was said.

And then it hits you. You're a Bakugou now. You finally have a loving family. This is officially your home too now. This was all you've ever wanted.

"Ugh that brat, I can't believe he left without you.", Mitsuki sighs irritated. She then looks down at you making you snap out of your thoughts and look up at her with one of the brightest smiles you've ever given making her heart melt.

"Let's go sweet heart.", she says and you both leave.

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While Mitsuki looked around for her son, you only stood there in awe staring at the magnificent building.

So this was UA. The prestigious school your brother went to. Ever since you had come to know about how difficult it was to get into this school your admiration for your brother had only increased. 

Having heard so much about this school you were giddy with excitement, having gotten the opportunity to visit. And the reason you got this opportunity was because dorms were being set up and today being the first day the students were allowed to bring along their family members to look around.

"Look! Look! There he is!", you say pointing in the direction you spotted the blonde, going that way as your mother (you still couldn't believe it) said goodbye.

"SUKI! (this was a nickname he despised more than Kacchan)", you exclaim as you hug him from behind drawing the attention of a certain group of students.

"How may times have I told you not to call me that?!?", he says an irk mark appearing on his forehead.

"Oh wow Bakubro is this your little sis?", a red head with spiky hair asks getting down to your level as the other friends of their group surround you.

"I'm Y/n Bakugou!", you quickly introduced yourself before your brother had a chance to say anything.

"Cool! Nice to meet you mini Bakugou, I'm Kirishima", he says pointing to himself.

"And I'm Mina Ashido!", the pretty girl with the pink hair and skin says.

"I'm Kaminari!", the blonde with the black streak next to her said.

"PIKACHU?!?", you say with sparkling eyes filled with excitement making the others laugh hard, the boy only making a dejected look as Katsuki turns away to hide his sort of proud expression.

"I'm Sero", a slim black haired boy says wiping a tear from his eye.

You look at him tilting your head for a moment before your eyes light up, "SOY SAUCE FACE!"

It was his turn to make a dejected face as the other two clutch their stomachs laughing. Even the red-eyed blonde let out a stifled laugh. 

You then turn to the other two. "RACOON EYES! SHITY HAIR!", you say pointing at them, recalling the nicknames you heard Bakugou say once as he told Mom about them.

The two immediately stop laughing joining the other two as your brother let out an evil gremlin laughter attracting the Deku Squad's attention.

"She's his sister all right.", Kaminari says crouched on the ground with the others with his back facing you guys.

"Hey Kacchan! Is this the Y/n auntie told me about?!?", a green haired boy asks after approaching you guys.

"STOP CALLING ME THAT SHIT NERD!", the blonde answers making sparks go off from his hands.

"Wow, Bakugou how did someone like you end up with such an adorable sister?", Ochako says after greeting you making the short-tempered male curse.

Things went smoothly from there, you got to make friends with the Baku squad and the Deku squad and literally everyone from both class 1A and 1B (except Mineta who was held back and tied by Sero) was gushing about how sweet and adorable you were and wondering how you were related to Katsuki at all. You even received some candy from Mr Aizawa.

So currently you were playing uno with the Deku squad while Mitsuki was busy with Inko and Katsuki hung out with Kirishima and the others.

"Yay! I win!", you say as you put down your last card and jump up making Deku and Uraraka clap while Iida just sits there staring at the huge number of cards he had somehow collected. 

"Uno.", Todoroki says as he puts down a plus four card and you could see Iida's soul leave his body making the other two laugh.

While you were all busy laughing a black misty portal suddenly opens up in the area and surprised gasps leave the students and the atmosphere turns grim. The pro-heroes take action preparing themselves telling you all to stand back.

"What's happening?", you ask as anxiety started to well-up inside you making you clutch onto Izuku leg as you hide behind him, eyes darting around to find your brother and mom.

"I'm sure it's nothing.", he tries to reassure you when suddenly a hand holding a gun comes out and shoots something that looks similar to a tranquilizer at Katsuki.

"SUKI!", you exclaim and run to him but are held back by Todoroki as a man who hand multiple hands attached to his body steps out along with the infamous LOV.

Your eyes widen as you immediately recognize the people who took your brother away from you earlier. You recalled seeing them in the news and you also remember the hate you felt towards them.

"Well, well, look who it is.", the man says with a hoarse voice. "Eraserhead, you just have to be so cool all the time don't you?", he says looking at the pro who make took a defensive stance (looking very cool might I mention)

"Well, not that you would know anything about it.", the raven haired hero spoke activating his quirk as the other guy starts to scratch his neck in irritation.

"Oh yeah, let's see how cool you'll be after this.", his statement is immediately followed by a large number of Nomus who step out and immediately busy the pros and the students.

"Stay here!", the heterochromatic boy tells you as he and the others join the fight.

Everyone was fighting now, while their families were evacuated in panic. You could hear your mother shout for you as she was lead away but couldn't bring your self to move. It's like you were glued in place, the fear consuming you. You were scared. Scared for your life, scared for you mother's life, scared for the heroes's lives and most of all your brother's. You knew how they'd kidnapped him earlier and the mere thought of loosing him again petrified you.

Your sole focus right now was your brother as you watch his movements as he is unable to use his quirk while you also fought an internal battle. 

Do you use your quirk? Maybe it could help them, or maybe it would make things worse.

Suddenly Bakugou is grabbed by a blonde girl and tied up by chains that seemed to appear out of nowhere and muzzled

That's the moment all fear left your body as you launched your self forward without thinking about it, with no regard for your safety. Mitsuki shouted at you to stop but you couldn't hear her. All you could think of was not wanting him to go.

"Let my brother go!!", you shout putting your arm forward making two giant candy monsters appear as the villians and Katsuki himself stare at them in shock. A huge blue flame burns them but many more arise which proceed to target the man with the burned skin and the ones holding your brother taking them down.

Suddenly someone pulls you up by your throat. "Listen you little pest, make those things disappear or unless you want to be turned to dust.", the man says moving one of his fingers that was not in contact with you as a threat. However, you only elbow his gut making him wince.

Mitsuki lets out a horrified scream as Katsuki's eyes widen. He'd never been this terrified before. "Y/N!", he lets out a muffled shout. His heart felt like it was gonna pound out of his chest, his breathing became ragged as all the background noise faded out.

'No, this couldn't be happening.'

'No way am I gonna let this happen'

He continued to thrash around in his chains trying to break free and activate his quirk.

'No way in hell am I gonna just loose her.'

"Listen here you brat, I wasn't in a mood to kill a kid today but you leave me no choice.", he says and before he can continue is thrown back by a candy cane monster. The being divides into several more which grow in size and go on to attack the villians and the Nomus while one frees Katsuki.

More and more candy beings appear finishing off the Nomus one by one and cornering the villians  with the pros. But, just when it looked like the villians would be defeated once and for all, a black liquidy substance engulfs them and they disappear.

Everyone just stood there shocked. Firstly, at what had just happened. And secondly, at how a little girl was able to do their job for them but faster.

"SUKI!", you shout as you run to him but fall because of having hurt your knee when you were dropped. 

You're about to get up when the blonde male runs up to you first and drops to his knees engulfing you in a hug.

"What the hell, did you do that for you stupid brat.", he says as his voice starts cracking and tears well up in his eyes.

"I'm sorry.", you sob embracing him back. "I didn't want the bad guys to take Suki away again.", you cry.

"I was fine you idiot, I can handle myself. Why'd you get involved in the battle? Don't you ever dare put yourself in danger again", he cried as he hugged you tighter like you would disappear if he loosened his grip.

"Okay.", you cried. "I promise", you say with shaky breathes.

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14 years later

"Welcome everyone! Today is a very special occasion for we are going to be announcing the new standings for the Top Ten Pro-heroes!!", the announcer says as the crowd roars.

"In first place, Our symbol of peace, The Hero Deku!", the crowd screams his name as he enters waving.

"In second place, The Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight!!", there are chants of his name as he walks up to his fellow hero.

"In third place, The Hero Shoto!!!", the crowd goes wild once again.

"In fourth place, the one and only, our lovely and beautiful hero, H/n (Hero name.)!", you walk up to the others waving and smiling at the crowd who showers you with love.

"4th place, not bad.", Bakugou says standing next to you.

"So, you're saying I did good?", you ask smirking and his eyes soften. He then places a kiss on your forehead.

"You did great Lollipop."

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: Sibling fem reader child x bakugo The reader has a powerful candy quirk they can make living candy the candy is very strong and do lots of things but they always get bullied by her adopted brother bakugo she doesn't use her quirk and bakugos mom found her on the street so they don't know she has a quirk but what happen when one day she goes to ua and protects her big brother better than the pros from villans. The candy is alive and can be big or small and can move.

[habken]

all might vs crimson riot stan flame wars

+ my biggest headcanon of them all is that deku and kirishima are unknowingly enemies on socmed <3

(this was one of my first tries at animating :’) audio is from amazing world of gumball)

[35c4p15t]

Powerless (Yandere!Bully x Reader)

E.g. Katsuki Bakugo, Dabi/Touya Todoroki (BNHA), Gojo Satoru (JJK)

CW: yandere, referenced bullying, verbal abuse, pet names (doll, love, sweetheart), nonconsensual kissing and dry-humping

NSFW- MDNI

Arrogance first compelled him to approach you, entranced by your demeanor, before immaturity pushed him to insult and assault you, angered by your initial indifference towards him. Interactions thereafter snowballed as his intrigue evolved into infatuation, which soured into possessiveness, until his role in your life was that of an abusive, toxic, unpredictable bully. Despite wishing things were better, he'd play any role if it meant hogging your attention and scaring others away from you.

Cornering you was concerningly easy; even after all he'd put you through, your efforts to avoid him were pitifully easy to overcome. “Miss me, sweetheart?" Panic was written all over your face as you turned to look at him. Jolting away from him, about to run, he catches your arm, securing you next to him. Where you should be. “Where you goin', doll?" Squirming in his grip, you manage to plead, “Away from you. Please, let me go." It hurts, that you're always so desperate to get away from him. “You wound me, love," he smirks, masking his actual feelings, as usual. “I jus' wanna spend some time with my favourite person, don't you?" He tugged you closer to him, pressing his toned chest against your back, wrapping his arms around your front, dropping his head to rest on your shoulder. “I am your favourite person, right, sweetheart?" His breath tickled your ear uncomfortably, causing you to wiggle in his grasp. “Careful, love, you're gonna make me excited." You cease movement immediately, eyes brimming with tears. He notices, sighing in disappointment. “C'mon, doll, lemme take you somewhere nice, yeah?"

Confused, but powerless to resist, he forces you into his car. “P-please, I don't want to go anywhere… with you." He stares at you, overwhelmed: enraged by your disinclination, frustrated at his own distreatment of you, and desperate to keep you with him. Consequently, he shoves you into the back of his car, climbing in after you, closing the door behind him before crawling over you, distressing you as you attempted to shuffle away.

Undeterred, high on adrenaline, and too elated that you were finally beneath him to think clearly, he grabs your face- unintentionally harsh in his haste- and you whimper, immediately flailing under him in distress, becoming more frantic while he lowered his face, his nose brushing against yours as he planted his lips on yours. Frenzied, you started thrashing, prompting him to drop his body, weighing you down, and briefly lift his mouth to murmur in a husky, confident tone, “Don't bother, doll, you can't stop me." “N-no! Please, I'll go wherever you want, b-but, please don't do this!" “Oh, but you've upset me now, love. Make it up to me, yeah? Just relax, sweetheart." Returning to kissing you, smirking when you stopped writhing, instead laying limp, tears flowing down heated cheeks. His free hand snaked down your body, finding and squeezing your ass while he pushed his tongue into your mouth, and his leg forced itself between your thighs to begin grinding against you. Feeling a hardness pressing on your thigh reignited your anxiety, however, struggling under him simply pleased him, groaning hotly into your mouth. Pressing his leg harder against you, the hand holding you face in place dug warningly into your cheeks before sliding down to your chest, groping- selfishly, so hard you flinched in pain- his breathing quickening, almost heavily panting on your face, withdrawing his mouth from yours momentarily to mutter near nonsense, “You're mine, I own you, sweetheart. No-one else loves you, doll, you're nothin' without me."

Despite hearing his words numerous times since he started harassing you, it still stung. Dejected, you turned your head, unable to face your tormentor, now also molester. You felt sick. Swept up in his own pleasure, he dropped his head into the crook of your neck, mouth open, licking, kissing, biting at the sensitive skin there. His hips accelerated, hand roaming your body, grabbing, squeezing, and rubbing as he pleased, until he buried his teeth possessively into your neck, sighing through his teeth, jerking against you a few more times before he stilled, panting in your ear for a moment. Eyes screwed shut- burning from crying- and stomach aching with disgust, you felt more shame, repulsion, and powerless than ever. “Least you're not completely useless, huh, doll?"

[delawaredetroit]

Why does he fight like a bitchy middle school girl?

He really went straight to hair pulling like some schoolyard brawl

[willowser]

i just think katsuki is a very pinch their nose, tug on their ear, squish their cheeks, grab their whole face in his hand, hold them upside down by the ankles, put them in a headlock kind of dad.

[sugawara--san]

class A standing behind bakugou in the rain: wait he's apologizing for WHAT

[mhathotfic]

Thinking about being a bullied Omega living in co-ed dorms on university grounds and being shoved into an Alpha’s room because your bully thought it be funny to lock you in there and tell everyone she caught you trying to steal stuff for your nest.

Unfortunately, she trapped you in Bakugou’s room because he’s usually out training. Usually.

Now you find yourself pined under a rutting Alpha who really doesn’t care if you weren’t looking to be mated yet, he’s too far gone in his rut to care about anything but breeding the unlucky little Omega who ended up under him.

[1-800-cybersaint]

are you willing to expand on bully bakugou 🤲

i like to think about you wandering through campus one day while everyone else is in class and you turn a corner and there he is. you're both surprised to see each other, but his face immediately goes red, because you haven't seen each other in a minute. you take that for him getting annoyed, like he's gonna bully you again like he always does, knock your bag out of your hand and laugh when you trip, so you turn right around and try to run away, hoping that he leaves you alone.

but before you know it, he's got his hands on your arms to stop you and he kind of pushes you into the wall a bit, so you have to turn your head to look back at him. and he's breathing so fucking hard and his chest presses against your back and you can feel the press of his cock against your ass.

bakugou is pissed and panting in your ear. "this is your fuckin' fault," he growls. "see what you fuckin' do to me?"

you make a tiny little noise, somewhere between a quiet moan and a whine, and one of his hands slips from your arm to your waist to hold you firmly still. he just stands there for a moment, breathing in your ear like he’s thinking of what to do, when you roll your hips back.

and his head lolls back and he moans like he can't help it, before his eyes are shooting open and he's glaring at you. "oh, yeah? wanna fuckin' play like that?"

and he's got you pressed up against the wall, trapped, humping the swell of your ass like he can't fucking help it. every now and then, a moan slips out from his lips and when you moan at how thick his cock feels in his trousers, he bites you on the shoulder. his hips get frantic and he grinds into you so hard that you're pushed flush against the wall, and he buries his face into your neck and hair to hide how he moans when cums in his pants.

you both stand there in shock and silence for a moment before he pulls away from you, awkwardly tugging at his undoubtedly wet boxers.

he warns you, "better not tell anyone about this, brat," before he's storming off, leaving you wet and dripping and aching.

[modjisan]

that’s a sketch for @ miithers and @ daniartonline prompts on twitter and ig go check them out!!!!

also happy spooky month to everyone

[gglitch1dd]

No Greater Pleasure

Bully Bakugou x FEM!Reader 

Based off this ask: <BULLY BAKUGOU ASK> This post can be seen as second part to "All of His Attention" Another Bully Bakugou fic of mine just with a time jump after all.

Bakugou Katsuki loves nothing more than to torment you, pick on you and down right degrade you. What he didn't expect was you to hit him back. Unbeknownst to you, it doesnt have the effect you wish it did.

Note: bully bakusquad, bully Bakugou Third years. Perverts. All of them. Just being sleazy creeps. Hinted non-con Voyeurism. Small cannon violence. Bullying. Name calling and swearing. Underlying Midoriya x Reader. Reader discretion is advised.

Bakugou Katsuki was one of the most annoying people you’ve ever met.  

And he felt like he had every right to be.  

He was handsome, he was strong, gifted with a great quirk, smart and intelligent. His parents were successful, he was a modal, he could buy or get anything he wanted. Which was probably why he always acted like a spoilt brat at every moment or waking turn. He was annoying, that was sure. With a simple grin that made your skin crawl, he felt as though he was king of the world.  

Especially in third year. With the Hero Course students now famous for saving Japan multiple times, it was no wonder how they all got famous, especially at U.A. With first years and second years crawling all over them just to get a taste of their lives that had picked up thanks to the Hero Commission. Bakugou loved it. He lived for all the attention and glory. All the people screaming his name during practises and training that could be watched, all the gifts and confessions given to him by poor unsuspecting victims that think he actually care.  

None of them do. Or at least none of them in the bakusquad. All the self-entitlement and fame went to their heads and suddenly they became one group you never wanted to come across.  

Sero Hanta, resident smoker, druggie and Capital S, sleaze. With a stupid straight toothed grin and laid back expression he would make you fall into a false sense of understanding and security.  

Talking about false sense of security, Kirishima Eijiro. Bakugou’s best friend and number one person to never go after. With that kind smile and caring eyes all fell victim to him. He was the worst of them all. Made you feel as though he cared, as though you were special, only to crush your heart in the mot painful and innocent way. I mean, who would believe you? Kirishima would never do that? He’s the most manly and true person ever.  

All of them had turned out absolutely horrible in your eyes, but none as bad as Bakugou Katsuki.  

Having a new girlfriend, boyfriend, partner, whatever every other day. Other than a quicky or some new attention, Bakugou was never interested in a serious partner, and it showed in the trail of heartbreaks and ruined partners he left behind him. I mean with a smirk like that, crimson eyes that burned into your soul and a voice that he used to pull you in like a siren, it was no wonder that he could get away with so much.  

I mean, they’re the hero course.  

Bakugou loved all the mayhem he could get away with. If Aizawa wasn’t there, why not have a little fun. Especially if it was tormenting Midoriya’s little group of friends. He never found such pleasure like going back to pick on Midoriya. Although Midoriya had grown a backbone as well as big enough muscle to push back.  

But Bakugou knew there was one person. One person in the whole class he found absolutely delicious. One person that he found no greater pleasure in than to torment.  

And that was you.  

God, did he love to pick on you. Trip you, flip and look up your skirt, pock at, be an absolute disgusting pervert around you. You hated it. And that’s what he lusted over. The anger in your eyes, the hate and rage brewing underneath the surface. You never wanted to stoop to his level, but that’s what made it all so fun. How he could technically do anything he wanted to you and you wouldn’t do a damn thing.  

He got off to it. It made him chub in his pants just to see you squirm as he sneered down at you, throwing another degrading comment at you.  

Until one day... 

“You really fucked up that mission, Y/N.” Bakugou walked over to you, putting his hands on your desk as he looked down at you. His eyeliner making his vermillion eyes only hone onto you more and seem more predatory. “People could have gotten seriously hurt if Kirishima and I weren’t there in time.” He looked over to his redheaded best friend. The giant redhead leaned back against his chair as he watched wordlessly wanting to see how this would go.  

You swallowed down any harsh remark you were going to say. You closed your eyes briefly before looking back up at him. 

God did he love when you looked up at him, down below him.  

“It was my mistake, Bakugou. I just wasn’t paying attention to that street.” You told him truthfully.  

“Clearly.” He scoffed. He leaned down. “But people could die because of you. And that would be on you.” He poked your chest.  

You frowned as you brushed his hand away from you. “Don’t touch me, Bakugou.” 

His smirk grew, exposing a sharp canine. He licked over his teeth as he looked down at you. “What? Can’t handle the brutal honesty, princess?” He asked as poked you again. “Hm? Can’t handle me being honest with you? Does it bother you Y/N?” He got up close and personal to you, not stopping. You tightened your grip on your desk as you tried your best to ignore him. “Hm? Or maybe you get off to it? Maybe you’re a sick freak, huh?” 

Midoriya scowled as he got up to go stop the blond. His green eyes held distaste and murder as he glared at the blond. “Leave them alone, Kacchan.”  

Bakugou ignored the green haired nerd as he moved his mouth to your ear. “It’s okay. I like freaks.” He whispered against your ear. “Almost as much as I love the songs you sing in the shower when you think no ones left.”  

Immediately, without hesitation, you had a hand wrapped around his neck. Bakugou’s eyes shot wide open as you stood up, your eyes dark with a pressing rage that you had kept down for far too long. He glared as you took a step forward, forcing him back against the desk behind him.  

He only looked shocked for a second before he looked at you with half lidded eyes of temptation and lust. He bit his bottom lip as he pressed forward into your hand. “I knew you were kinky Y/N, but God damn. In front of everyone?” He asked making his group of friends chuckle. Kaminari already had his camera rolling on his phone, knowing how much Bakugou loved to rewatch your reactions to him. “I knew you were slut at hea-” 

The words were slapped right out of him as his face turned to the side. His cheek stinging at the impact. Immediately the class went silent. Midoriya froze mid stride to you, his green eyes went wide at what you had done. Kirishima stood up instantly, ready to step in if a brawl happened. As much as he wanted to watch, he prioritised his friend first.  

You looked at Bakugou with angry tears in your eyes with so much disgust that it was almost too much to contain in just your eyes. “You’re a fucking villain, Bakugou Katsuki.” You shot at him with a glare. He looked back at you, his pupil trained on you without a single reaction. “Initially I thought you could have been a great hero, that you could have been something to look up to, but now I know you’re just a bully and a villain.” You let go of him, wiping your hands on your shirt like you had touched something filthy. You sneered at him with an upturned nose. “You’re disgusting.” You turned and left, walking out of class just as Mr Aizawa walked in. 

Midoriya quickly realised that you were leaving and quickly followed you. “Y/N!” He looked to Mr Aizawa who let the green haired hero in training go after you. He raised an eyebrow before looking to Bakugou who stood with a hand to his cheek.  

Kirishima walked over to Bakugou, a hand on his shoulder. “Katsuki, you alright? He asked with a raised eyebrow as he turned the blond to talk to him privately. Bakugou was silent for a moment before looking out the classroom door to see Midoriya talking to you, his hands on you as he looked down at you concerned. Kirishima released a low growl as he looked out the classroom. “That fucking bitch. We can get her Katsuki, just-” 

Bakugou raised a hand, making Kirishima keep quiet. Bakugou tensed his jaw before looking up at Kirishima. He smirked before looking back out at you. He grinned, already having made up his mind. “Fuck, I want her.”  

And Bakugou was sure, that there would be no greater pleasure than to finally have you.  

-Glitch1d

<Katsuki Bakugou Masterlist>

@dragonwarrior97 @wolfunderthethree @iamvioletta @idiotic-anime-lover @karibakugo Because they've asked MONTHS ago for more Bully Bakugou.

[yanderenightmare]

something i havent seen you do is Bakugou with an equally famous or successful reader, like she's still quirkless but maybe an idol of sorts? i think it could be interesting

BNHA ! HEADCANONS + IMAGINE

Bakugou Katsuki x darling

TW: yandere, some slight nsfw, obsession, coercion, abuse of power

PROFESSIONAL

Your face is on the poster plastered right next to his, only you look like his stark opposite.

Flowers instead of explosions frames you and your dewy skin. Glittering with the spritz of perfume you’re commercializing instead of the droplets of sweat and grease he’s smeared with.

A catlike grin plays deceptively soft in the corner of your glossy lips, whereas his bear a crazed maniacal demonstration of canines like a rabid mongrel.

And your eyes, painted with a seductive blend of smokey colors similar to the smudge of his war paint, though refined to make you look oh-so-lush and divine, like a queen, and he, only a lowly sooty footsoldier in comparison.

He buys magazines you’re featuring in and reads them before bed.

Ending up with a hand bobbing beneath the cover.

Feeling lucky like none when the poster within is a large A3 foldout of you in something rather risqué. 

He reads your interviews from cover to cover or watches them on TV.

His heart pounding when the segment of your nameless childhood bully is brought up. Happy to see you haven't forgotten him.

He was a complete desperate mess when you did that extremely private lingerie commercial that had you showing off nearly all assets on a set of pillows and plushies.

Losing his mind looking through the mesh and chiffon right to where your nipples teased him with their perky strut. 

Not to mention your face and your expressions… 

You really know how to play to the camera. So much so it makes him jealous of the photographer. 

He’d like to be the one to tell you to pose and give him a pout. Pretending he is when slowly peeling each page over to view the following image. Throat tight and dry and palms sweaty, watching you crawl and give a rather intimidatingly large teddy bear a kiss on the cheek.

You’ve definitely become something different from your shared days in middle school.

Something confident and alluring.

Something he wants to play with in a wide new variety of ways than before.

It’s good that your industry often intertwines with his.

He knows exactly which model to request when his agency wants to shoot a new campaign poster starring Dynamight saving a Damsel in Distress.

No one but you fit the role so picture-perfectly, being both a beautiful idol and a quirkless citizen.

You’ve learned to refrain from asking your handler any questions, just doing what the strict woman tells you, be it what jobs to take, how to dress, or what to eat. It’s better that way. She’s a professional, and you owe your entire career to her wisdom. But once you get to the photo shoot and start recognizing the props of a certain hero decorating the stage, you get queasy with unease upon understanding exactly which pro hero you’re going to be shooting with. 

Swallowing thickly, you bar yourself in your dressing room for a minute. Your handler already shouting at your ear enough to make you wince with tears at the ready as you try to explain the sticky situation to her. Naturally, your cries fall upon deaf ears, and soon enough, you’re convinced you’re being silly. This is a huge opportunity, after all. Dynamight is on par with Deku, having shared the title of the number one hero ever since they graduated. It would be career suicide to decline a collab with him, especially now that you’re already under contract with his agency.

You splash your face with cold water to calm the swelling left by your tears and get dressed in the silky white summer dress provided to you. It’s a pretty article, you think without being overly happy about it. It’s a thin, nearly see-through, backless model with a rather deep dip reaching down between your breasts. And though it isn’t at all the first time you flaunt your body in a nearly nude state in front of the world, it certainly is the first time you do so in front of the guy who used to pick your appearance apart until you cried. You only hope he doesn’t recognize you and that the shoot will be over before he eventually can.

You’re glad your handler does what her job suggests and handles all handshakes and greetings on your behalf. But though all the formalities of the work fall upon her shoulders, the part of the actual modeling is something only you can do.

You’re able to remain professional for the most part, barely ever glancing in his direction, though picking up on his mass from the corner of your eye and through the veil of fake lashes where you keep your eyes glued to the floor as the photographer gives instructions for the new pose. But then comes the direction you were dreading, the one which has the two of you touching. And even though you knew it was inevitable, you still flinch when he puts his hands on you.

And though the assistants, handlers, managers, and photographers are all oblivious to your discomfort, he notices, smiling at your tiny shivers and how well you hide them.

He’s so much bigger than you remember, you think while you try steadying your breath and convincing yourself that it isn’t any different from all those other times you’ve gone out of your comfort zone for the sake of a good deal. The shoot you did for Playboy Magazine had practically been a porno, and that time you’d been surrounded by a great deal of big beefy men, much similar to the one touching you now. 

Still tough... you had a laugh that time around. You had fun.

This wasn’t fun.

“Funny this.” He spoke, and you feared he was speaking to none other than you.

Holding you in a scoop of a bridal carry, you felt the harsh metal of his costume dig into your skin, not more than the grip of his hands clawing at your flesh like a predator sinking its teeth into caught prey. The grime on his fingers dirtying the white of your dress.

“Or… ironic is a better word for it.” He adds, and you finally look up into that face that still sometimes haunts you in your dreams despite having been out of your life for years. “Oh- don’t say you don’t remember me, Quirkless?”

After the shoot, the photographer praises you on your ability to portray true distress, unbeknownst that the sentiments in your expressions were genuine, and you almost trip over the stage props while thanking him, wanting to leave the set as quickly as possible in favor of going home.

But obviously, shooting a campaign poster isn’t why you’re there.

“Have dinner with me.” He says, with his hand, seemingly made to break bones, wrapped tight around your twiggy wrist. Stopping you from running away.

And just as expected, your handler accepts before you can make the costly mistake of refusing.

tip-jar: Kofi

[crybaby-bkg]

Bakugou is….a pervert. Through and fucking through, and honestly, you would’ve never believed he could’ve been described in such a way.

His little creep habits begun before you two even started dating. He’d ask you if you’d like to train with him, spar a little bit to work on your skill. And you agreed, even though he made you a little nervous with his impending size. He was great though, despite the occasional grope of your thigh and the quick sniff to your hair whenever he’d pin you. As much as he physically intimidated you in stature, you’d manage to pin him once or twice, and told yourself you imagined the bump under your thigh and how shaky his breath had gotten.

He picks you up after you two finish, bench presses you just to hear you giggle. It’s an excuse to grab you more though, feel how soft your skin is under his palm. He throws you over his shoulder when Kiri and Denki walk in with the excuse of wearing you out, which in turn only makes you giggle and kick your feet at him.

And after you start dating, he becomes unabashed with it. You wear a mini skirt around him, and his hands and eyes are glued to your peeking ass. Even kneels behind you when you stand in the entryway, readying yourself to leave, but he can’t let you go until he’s tasted you. Kneels there like some lowly beggar, ready to worship, his tongue asking for a miracle, his teeth biting for more of whatever he could hope to get.

When you go out for date nights, you’ve learned you can’t wear a low cut top around him. His eyes are glued to your chest the entire time, mutters just how pretty you look in the low lighting of the restaurant. And you thank him, ever so gracious and genuine, unaware of the thoughts that rest in the forefront of his mind.

You’re surprised when he pushes you against the passenger door of his car afterwards, face buried in your neck, hands groping at your chest. He pants against your skin, asks if he can fuck your tits when you get home, just one time, please, can he just try it with you once? And who are you to deny him? How could you when he looks so fucked out above you—eyes crossing and fluttering closed as he holds your tits by your stiff nipples to fuck his cock between the slick slide between them?

He’s gross and so perverted and you love it. Love it when he thinks he’s slick stealing your panties just to jerk off in them. When he thinks he’s getting away with coming inside of you when he thinks you’re asleep during the night. When he records your naked silhouette in the shower with the excuse of needing something in the bathroom. Gross, icky man that you can’t help but to love.

[tabbyrocks]

one thing I don't see talked about enough is how much better prototype Bakugo is compared to current bakugo.

I mourn the loss of prototype bakugo EVERY. DAY. he would of been funny. and not actually an asshole.

but most importantly, he would have been autistic coded.

HE COULD HAVE BEEN. AUTISTIC.

[willowser]

your son is in that age where he's throwing a lot of fits for not getting what he wants, and you get so fed up with him one day that you wrap him up tight in a blanket and scoop him up into your arms, hugging him to your chest so he can't move.

you come into the living room and tell katsuki, "look at this fussy little baby!" and you force a bunch of kisses all over his face as he squeals with laughter.

and then eventually katsuki takes him from you and rocks him around violently, before ticklingly him under his little pits. "a baby? didn't know we had another damn baby in the house,"

[thecuriousquest]

You Know You Love it Part One

Yandere!Bully KiriBaku x Reader

Warnings: Bullying, bondage, violence, degradation, masturbation, masochism

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Checkout my Master List here.

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Today is a bit different. You wake up, put on your glasses, get dressed, have a quick bite to eat, and then head to class. You’re early as always by thirty minutes.

Feeling a hand on your shoulder, you turn around to see who’s invading your personal bubble. It’s someone you don’t even know. You can’t remember if you’ve ever even met this guy before.

He shoves your back into the locker before you can question him, hard. It knocks the breath out of you.

This boy gets up in your face and hisses, “I heard you do people’s homework. Looks like it’s my lucky day.”

You sputter and wriggle around in his grasp, but his hands don’t falter as they keep you pinned to the metal lockers. “I’m not doing your fucking homework!” Feistiness pumps through your veins, giving you enough energy to try to fight off his strong grip.

“You will do it, or I’ll beat you every day until you do,” he threatens.

You close your eyes. His breath smells awful. You could vomit right in his ugly face.

Out of nowhere, you don’t feel his hands on you anymore. Peering through your glasses, you see Katsuki and Eijiro pull him off of you and push him to the floor.

“Picking on our little mouse, hu? That’s our job,” Kirishima tells him while Bakugou delivers a hefty kick to the boy’s stomach.

“We. Own. Her.” Every word is accentuated with a stomp to his corpse.

The redhead and blonde finish up beating this guy, and your heart flutters at the masculine energy they emit. You can’t help but squeeze your thighs together, attempting to create a bit of friction.

Kirishima turns to you and pulls you by your hand. He seems as though he’s checking you over for any bruises, but he never asks if you’re okay. “You’re so weak and helpless,” is all he says as he finds a bruise on your wrist.

It’s Katsuki who is more determined to get this message through your head. Taking a chunk of your hair in his grip, he pulls you in close. “Why did you have to go and get bruised by some fucking extra? Hu? Can’t even fend for yourself? Fucking pathetic. Bruising you is our right, nobody else’s. You got that?” His gruff voice sends shivers down your spine.

You want to moan. By God do you want to let such a naughty sound escape your mouth. Your scalp burns horribly in his punishing hold, but it hurts so good you can’t even comprehend why.

“Fuck off, Bakugou!” Is what comes out of your defiant mouth instead.

It’s Eijiro who gives you a malicious chuckle. He puts a hand on his best friend’s shoulder and tells him, “How can such a little nerd have such a big mouth?”

“Beats me, but we oughta do something about it.” His grin grows wider with an idea.

———

They use the tie from your school uniform to bind you to the shower head. Frightened yet completely turned on by what’s about to happen, you struggle to fight your way out of the situation your loud mouth got you into.

“Please, don’t do this. Kirishima, Bakugou, you don’t have to do this. Please?!”

You watch Bakugou reach for the faucet right behind you. “Don’t you do it! Don’t you dare fucking do it! Gah!”

Cold water rushes over your skin, drenching your clothes. It shocks you, and for a few seconds, you forget to breathe. Then, you’re crying out pleas for them to turn off the shower because the temperature is biting through your flesh as it saturates your uniform. You stomp your feet, you pull on your binds, and you beg at the top of your lungs, but they just watch you with amusement on their faces.

The utter dominance. It riles you up.

It’s sickening how this kind of shit gets you off. You never know what to think about it. How can your tormentors make you want to fall to your knees and masturbate until you’re so exhausted that you fall into a mini coma? That’s probably what you’re going to do when you get off to this little scene later on tonight if you’re being honest with yourself.

The frigid water washes you horribly, making you tremble. They love to talk about you like you’re not even there.

“I guess we should turn it off now,” Kirishima says.

The ash blonde shrugs. “Give it another minute.”

By the time they turn the water off, your teeth are chattering. You have slight burns from where your wet tie rubbed against your wrist, but you don’t pay any attention to it as you try to warm up your arms. Shaking and rubbing your long sleeve shirt is all you can do to try to gather warmth.

“Aw, look at her, Kirishima. She looks so cute, like a little mouse caught in the rain.”

The redhead walks over to you and brushes your chin with his knuckles, making you look up at him.

“Learn your lesson?”

“Y-y-yes,” you barely manage in your current state.

“That’s adorable.” He laughs at you.

They both laugh at you.

———

You have just enough time to run back to your dorm and change into a new uniform. Your hair is still wet, and you’re afraid you might catch a cold, but your grades are much more important than your health.

Hating having to rush, you make it back to class just in time for the bell to ring.

Katsuki and Eijiro corner you at your desk and demand their homework. You comply, giving them the papers that will ensure a good grade.

They leave you with that fluttering feeling in your wet pussy.

[1-800-cybersaint]

hahaha wouldnt it be crazy if you continued that bully bakugou post hahah/j

wtf i didn't get a notification for this but i can't stop thinking about you finding out how hard it makes him.

he pushes you down again and you frown up at him, and he's just standing over you with his eyes a little wide and his breathing off, and he watches your eyes shift down to the bulge in his pants and he can see how embarrassed it makes you.

and god, that makes it worse, doesn't it? because it embarrasses him too, but now he's staring at you from across the room and you won't make eye contact with him. he's trying not to palm himself through his pants, but you're shifting in your seat awkwardly and the idea of his cock being on your mind nearly makes his eyes roll back into his skull.

(meanwhile— of fucking course you're thinking about it. bakugou katsuki, who has been bullying you all your life, getting hot and bothered at the puny sight of you. you've never thought about him that way because he's always been such an ass, but now you can't stop wondering if he'd keep that same cool facade with his cock down your throat.)