#goose x bakugou

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

I’ve decided I don’t talk about this enough

This beautiful piece is by @your-fellow-passerine !

[goose-draws-it]

Nothin to see here, just some post-‘sparring’ smooches! Nothing scandalous, nope, not here officer!

The spicy version is available on my patreon and eventually my twitter!

[polly-pocket13]

ramen

katsuki bakugou x reader

It was 1 am in the morning, when you were standing in a pajama and with your headphones on in the kitchen. Currently, you were cutting spring onions for your ramen while you were singing along to a song. 

All because you previously overslept dinner with your classmates. You were so tired from your workout after school that you felt asleep at 7 pm and woke up six hours later, pretty hungry. That's why you're in the kitchen at one in the morning making ramen.

The next thing you did was cut your finger because you weren't paying attention when you chopped the ingredients.

“Ah, shit.” you cursed quietly. 

“It surprises me that this took so long.” you quietly heard Bakugous voice behind you.

You turned around and looked confused at Bakugou who was standing at the door. You put down your headphones and asked him, “What do you mean, and why are you awake at 2 am?” 

“Firstly, I could ask you the same question, so why are awake at 2 am, dancing, singing in the kitchen and making ramen? Secondly, the way you're cutting things is terrifying, so it's a surprise that you cut your finger now and not earlier. You can be happy that you just cut your finger and nothing else happened.” he told you. 

“Tzz, Dickhead. I am hungry, that's the reason, I am making ramens. And my cutting isn't terrifying.” you said and held your finger under running cold water.

You blushed.

How long he has been watching you?

“Show me your finger.” he said.

He was now standing behind you.

“It isn't that bad.” you said, turned around to him and showed your best friend your finger.

He covered your cut with a band-aid.  You had goose bumps everywhere because he was so close.

You had a crush on your best friend Bakugou since the middle school, but you know he doesn't feel the same way for you.

This is the reason why you wouldn't ever reveal your feelings to him.

“Thank you.” you said and walked to the countertop, and slowly started to cut the ingredients for your ramen again.

“Like I said, terrifying.” he told you again and got behind you. “Let me help you.” he said and laid his hand on yours and helped you to cut your ingredients. 

To be honest, only he was cutting the ingredients, and you just tried to breathe and also held the knife as he was so fucking close to you. 

You could feel his breath on your neck. 

“See, not that hard.” he told you as he finished cutting all the ingredients. 

You said, “I could do it myself.”

“Sure, you could. But maybe you would have lost a finger.” he said and smirked.

You turned around so that you could look him in the eyes. His face was really close to yours.  “Shut up, Kacchan. Sometimes, you are a Jerk.” you mumbled. 

“Being a Jerk is a full-time job.” he only said and moved even closer to you.

What the fuck is he doing.

“You didn't tell me why you are awake at 1 am.” you said and tried to win some space, what didn't work out. “Couldn't sleep, there was someone on my mind.” he answered and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Who?” you asked. 

“Sometimes you are really dumb, nerd.” he said and closed the space between your lips.

Maybe it was fate that you overslept the dinner.

a/n: I'm not sure if I really like it, maybe I'll delete it later on.

[rarepears]

July & Aug 2023 Masterpost

twin cat brothers shen jiu and shen yuan plus their poor owner luo binghe AU

shen jiu and liu qingge's peak sibling moments AU

shang qinghua and mobei jun transmigrate into solo leveling as architect and sung jinwoo respectively AU

Evil goose transmigrates into Liu Qingge's body au

BAI ZHAN PEAK DISCIPLE!LUO BINGHE AU

shen jiu transmigrates into su she au

newly transmigrated shen yuan vs deaged without memories shen jiu AU

shen jiu gets the death note au

lol imagine if shen yuan wrote game of thrones and is a professional author yet he still follows pidw

luo binghe thinks shen yuan is OLD old AU

tywin lannister x sung jinwoo

shen jiu feds the local stray cats au

honkai star rail X solo leveling AU

red-green colorblind Jedi would have Issues recognizing Sith based on their laser swords... au

abo solo leveling AU starring Sung jinwoo the omega

modern AU where Shen Yuan is looking for his cat Shen Jiu AU

luo binghe and shen yuan transmigrate as Lan Qiren and Wen Ruohan AU

cat!shen yuan adopts a human shen jiu AU

mdzs crossover with kung fu panda

Shen Jiu gets spirited away to Ancient Greece AU

wei wuxian gets dumped into Tianlang Jun's body AU

Mace Windu was the one to found Cang Qiong sect and teach Yue Qingyuan AU

Shang Qinghua is the only alpha Cang Qiong peak lord au

bakugou reincarnated into mdzs AU

khr X Welcome to demon school crossover

shen yuan transmigrates into Mu Qingfang instead au

Modern AU Bingliushen date

liu qingge faked his death in pidw to go on a secret mission au

tywin lannister x sung jinwoo

secret realms in pidw are actually solo leveling dungeons AU

Komamura Sajin x endeavor AU thoughts

taxation in svsss meta

heavenly demons actually have small pillars due to EvolutionTM AU

shen yuan was a rich boy who never went outside so his original world could very well be a world with mechs and space travel AU

sung jinwoo x shen jiu

if obiwan reincarnated as a gusu lan sect disciple au

hannibal lector reborn as Shen Yuan and Luo Binghe's firstborn son AU

Let's dump Shen Yuan and Luo Binghe into KHR world AU

urahara kisuke x todoroki enji AU

Cang Qiong Sect disciples included a number of Jin Guangshan's illegitimate children AU

endeavor gets a pet dragon AU

SVSSS grease AU

[willowser]

hi hi!! i hope u are doing wonderful! i usually ask on anon but bc of recent circumstances i totally understand why u removed that option, so Hii <333

i have a recent thought and was just wondering what u think! I’m rewatching mha from the start lol and i was just thinking abt how many different quirks there was and it got me thinking what type of quirk u think would be compatible for bakugo?? I’ve always liked the idea of his partner being quirkless just bc of his past with Deku and idk i like the irony. But if he were to end up with someone who had a quirk or was also a pro hero, what would u think would be compatible with his? I love the cliche of opposites but idk what do you think?? (I’m sorry if you’ve touched on this already!!)

(also!! Sorry for this being so long hehe, but I’ve been reading fics on here for like 3-4 years now and i love reading x reader fics but I’ve never actually imagined myself as reader?? Does that make sense?? I create like this stunt double for myself almost, just a blank mystery face, but every single time I read something u wrote, i do see myself. And i feel like u have such an amazing inclusive way of writing!! So thank u!! I’m Latina and i saw that u are Hispanic? ((i apologize if I’m assuming)) so idk if maybe that’s why, but i hope other ppl on here of all walks of life feel the same way!)

Just wanted to say i think ur so great and it makes me so happy to see u doing well!!! Hope ur having a great week!! <33

oh HELLO SILLY GOOSE 🥺🩷✨️ what a cute way to call you ! 🥺 you're so sweet to come to me off anon, friend !! i feel like it can be so nerve-wracking, to be forthcoming like that 🥺 so i really appreciate you doing so just to be so nice to me akfbriskqlq ✨️

oh, what a fun question !! i do have thoughts on this !!! i've gotten into the habit of writing quirkless readers so that way we're more versatile, but !! when i started writing a pro-hero reader for a wip, i spent an agonizingly long time trying to decide what to give us LOL in the fic we are actually bakugou's partner, and i decided on sort of a sun/heat/energy related quirk ? i don't have many specifics, but it's literally like solar/heat charge kind of ?? and i really liked this idea because then it ends up making bakugou helpful to us !! rather than us helpful to him aifbfjsjq so that's fun !!

but i've also always liked air abilities, as well, i.g. air bending, and i think that could be beneficial to him, maybe ?? when i think about it, i think — the importance of adding oxygen to a fire, and i know his quirk isn't solely fire-focused, and it has more to do with his sweat and the right timing for combustion, but i still think it could be helpful ?? perhaps to help carry the effect, idk !! and then the last thing i thought of was something that would be very defense-focused for him, since he's such an aggressive fighter. a quirk which could help him from the blow-back of his own explosions (if he even needs that ?? which he might not and possibly has his own biological resistance to them or something) or to just be there for him in the exact right moment that he needs shielding, if that makes sense.

idk !!! tbh it really scrambled my brain for the longest time, trying to figure out support for him LOL bc he's such a versatile fighter, i think. he can do long range and short, he's good in hand-to-hand, he's wicked fast, like what could he need LOL so i think naturally something to defend him since he — really can't himself ?? without taking damage — or something that amplifies his ability, but even in saying that, his ability already has a large spread/effect/damage so, how much more can you amplify it, anyway ?? ANYWAY SORRY TO JUST RAMBLE AND RAMBLE SKFHEUWIQ

i also do not see myself !! i have a pretty stand-in for every single fic LOL but — what a wonderful comfort you have given me 🥺 you're so sweet 🥺 i'm so glad that you're able to see yourself !! we are together !! we are holding hands !!! how exciting 🥺 WAAAAHHH HOW WONDERFUL !!!! thank you thank you thank you 🥺🥺🥺✨️🩷🩷🩷

PLEASE tell me what your thoughts are !!! on the subject !!! i would love to know !!! 🥺🥺🥺

[the-letter-horror-lover]

Bakugou ;-;

Chapter 5: Lance McClain x Reader (AU)

Notes:

This AU was requested by, Ruby Star!

:3

< This AU contains slight cursing >

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

"Damn It, you're going to get us In trouble, AGAIN." Keith mumbled to Lance as he followed behind him, grumbling. "You know, Allura and Shiro won't be happy If we go to the surface."

Lance turned around, sending Keith a wink. "Relax, we won't be gone long. I just want to see how everything looks on the surface."

Keith let out a sigh, "The stupid things I do with you Is starting to make me question my mental state. Fine, lead th way."

Lance grabbed Keith In a hug grinning, "See?! Was that so hard?"

"Let's just go before I change my mind, fishbreath."

"Why you- You know what, whatever." Lance hmphed, slapping his blue fins across Keith's face as he swam off.

"Ow! Get back here!"

"Catch me first!"

~*~

"Aye, aye. Hello there, princess-"

You raised a middle finger, "Fuck off."

"Well fine then, don't have to be such a bitch about It." The male frowned and walked off.

"Gosh, I can't stand going fishing with these dudes!" You groaned, resting your chin on the back of your hands, before the ship began to rock back and forth.

"Shit! We should go back! It's storming like hell out here!"

You fell onto the ship floor as the water began moving violenty as It was raining heavily, soaking your H/L H/C hair.

"Do you think the merpeople are mad?!"

"Damn It! there's no such things as mermaids, you goose!"

You rolled your eyes as the sailors fought, before lightning hit the ship, you jumped up as fire began to spread.

Life must hate me today.

The ship rocked one too many times and some of he sailors fell off Into the water.

Including you.

~*~

"Almost there!"

"Lance, there's nothing special here near the surface, so what makes you think there's somthing on the surface?"

"I'm just curious, fishbrain."

"Oh fin no. You did not just call me-"

"Look!" Lance cut Keith off, slapping his blue fins In his friend's face again.

"Huh...?"

There was something floating In the water.

Well, more like someone...

"They're Injured! Keith let's-"

"No, It's a human, Lance. We're already banned from the surface, so what would everyone think If we helped a human?!"

"I don't care what everyone thinks! I-"

"Lance, think about how disappointed Allura would feel."

Lance bit his bottom lip, closing his eyes tightly. "...I don't think Allura would forbade me for helping someone In need." Lance then swam off.

"Hold on- That's not what I- LANCE! Ugh!" Keith rolled his eyes following behind his friend.

~*~

After the storm died down, Lance and Keith brought Y/N to the surface, putting the female on a piece of wood which was left from the ship.

"How do we know If she's...Alive?" Keith mumbled, turning to Lance.

"She hasn't turned to seafoam, so that's a good sign."

"...Humans die differently, fishbreath."

"Oh- Wait! How do you know that humans die differently?!"

"...I'm not even going to entertain you and your stupidity."

"Jerk."

"...Mmm."

Keith and Lance quickly turned to the female, "She's waking up!"

"Good, lets go." Keith grabbed Lance's wrist, only for Lance to raise a brow. "Huh, why?!"

"Because, If she finds out we're merpeople we're gone like salmon. Now c'mon!" Keith let go of Lance's wrist and dived In the water.

Lance turned back to the female, who was awake and staring at him with wide eyes.

"...W..h..o......What are....You?"

Lance just sent her a smile.

"Nothing Important." He said simply and dived Into the water.

~*~

Dark brown hair,

Tan skin,

Blue eyes.

A few days have passed and you were playing with seashells on the beach.

He was pretty...

You kind of wished you stopped him so you could speak with him.

But...He had a tail.

Just what exactly was he?

You thought about one of the stupid stories that the sailors were telling and you shook your head.

Mermaids don't exist...

"Or do they...?" You jumped upon hearing a voice, you saw a...Creature swim up and smile at you behind a hood, white hair next to their cheeks.

"How would you like to see your savior again?"

You said the word 'yes' without even thinking.

The creature grinned, "Then you can, you just need to give me one thing In return."

You tilted your head, "Which Is...?"

"Your voice."

You put your hand near your throat, you raised a brow. "...Why?"

"You see...I never had a beautiful voice before."

"What makes you think I have a beautiful voice?"

"I was listening to your singing, now. Deal or no deal?"

You thought for a moment, If you exchanged your voice you could never talk or sing again...

But you'd be able to see him again...

Screw It.

"Deal."

"Excellent."

A bright light formed and surrounded you, before you knew It, you were In the water.

You cleared your throat trying to speak but words didn't come out, she actually took your voice In that short span of time.

You were suddenly feeling scared, reality was hitting you way too fast.

"Hello there, fellow mermaid." You heard a soft voice and looked up.

She had pink fins and long beautiful white hair.

The female smiled, "My name Is Allura, princess of Altea. What are you doing so far away from there?"

You looked down and noticed you had beautiful F/C fins, with scales as well! You were about to speak with the mermaid, but realized you couldn't talk, you put a hand over your lips and then crossed your two Index fingers over each other so It would be In the shape of an 'X'.

It took Allura a while to catch on, but she finally did. Her gaze softened. "Oh you poor thing...Come, I'll show you where Altea Is."

You took her hand as you swam beside her.

~*~

When you both made It to Altea you recognized him Instantly.

Dark brown hair, tan skin, blue eyes.

A smile formed on your lips.

Found you.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed It!

<3

Chapter 8: NOTICE

Chapter Text

To everyone that has requested something and It's still not completed, I'm sorry.

COVID has taken a huge toll on me and my family, and I've been struggling with some personal Issues that I will not delve too deep Into.

In any case, those are the reasons I have not been that active on AO3 or any of my other platforms where I write fanfiction and whatnot.

I'm sorry about this, but I assure I will get to every request, albeit a bit slowly but I will get to It along with my other works and series.

I wish everybody well In this trying time.

Stay safe!

Series this work belongs to:

Part 1 of Oneshot Books Next Work →

[katsukikitten]

👀👀 end of summer collab you say?

I would love to join if you’re still taking applicants !!

Writing blog: @/thecowboykatsuki-anon

Character pairing: Cowboy!Bakugou x fem!reader

Fic name: Goodbye Summer

Oh yes yes!

I'd love to have you Goose. I'll add you right now!

[queen-of-curses7]

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Blurbs:

- Bakugo is a tragedy

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Dabi

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- Perks: Pro-Hero!TouyaxReader

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Kiego Takami

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Eijiro Kirishima

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[icedthoma]

Can you do hcs for how fantasy au Bakugou would progress through his relationship with the reader? I understand if you cant do this request because its too vague or something, I just don't really know what I want because all I know is I want fantasy bakugou but I haven't read very many fics of him.

I’m making this take place in the same universe as this fic from my 1 year event to make it easier on myself! And bc i liked that fic too much to let it end there. I strongly suggest reading that fic first, as these hcs are entirely based upon it! Let’s get some backstory goingggg~

Also oop this got rlly long lmao

FANTASY!BAKUGOU KATSUKI

As a magic user, you were proud of how self-sufficient you were. Living in the woods alone wasn’t too bad. You had your cottage, your garden, and enough animals in the forest to keep you company whenever you were bored. You had spells casted all around your house to ward off any unwanted visitors. 

It wasn’t the worst life, but some days you found yourself wondering if you could do something more with your life. You were blessed with the ability to use magic, after all. Was it wrong for you to keep your talents all to yourself, using them for menial tasks like enchanting your kitchenware to assist you with cooking, or catching fish with a simple wave of your hand? 

There wasn’t exactly anyone around to tell you otherwise. 

Loud noises were a rarity where you lived, which was why you were startled out of your mind when a loud crash came from somewhere outside. You sighed. You really didn’t want to have to do any mind-wiping this early in the morning. 

Trudging through the woods, you squinted through the trees in the direction of the noise, casting an invisibility spell over yourself as you left the border of the spells cloaking the area around your house and garden. 

You didn’t know what it was you expected to see. Maybe a lost squad of knights from a nearby kingdom. Maybe a rogue animal new to this land. 

You didn’t expect a red, fire breathing dragon. 

“Haven’t seen one of those in a while,” you murmured, edging forward to get a closer look. Something about this dragon was...off. Not completely a dragon, but... “Ah. A shifter? I haven’t seen one...ever.”

Your invisibility spell on yourself couldn’t hide you completely, proven by how the dragon sniffed the air in your general direction, occasionally shifting around from its spot on the ground. You didn’t really care, your main concern being the safety of the forest if this shifter decided to light something on fire. 

The small clearing the dragon was in was small, way too small for their large body. Why didn’t they change back? 

Another turn of the dragon and you spotted it. A large gaping wound along the dragon’s forearm and side that would for sure prove fatal if they shifted back into their human form. Cloth was messily wrapped around part of the injury, but it was on the verge of falling apart by the dragon’s constant movement in the tight space. 

You were okay at healing magic, having taken pity on birds, deer, and one time a mountain cat that needed help, but you had never tried to heal anything as large as a dragon. 

Resolving yourself as to what you were about to do, you released the invisibility spell and crept forward through the trees. The dragon’s gaze immediately snapped to you as you appeared, eyes narrowing as you held your hands up to signify you meant no harm. 

You cast a quick side glance at those rather sharp claws you were sure would be utilized in an instant if you messed up. “You’re a shifter, right?” you asked in an attempt to loosen the situation. “That’s quite a nasty wound you have, there. I can stop the bleeding, just enough so you can transform back without dying. I’m a magic user, you see.”

You had just begun to work your magic on the dragon, focusing so hard you didn’t notice the entrance of a second figure through the trees. 

“What are you doing to Kirishima?”

You yelped and looked over with wide eyes at where a man with spiky blond hair and a warm-looking red cloak was glowering at you, sword pointed menacingly at you. “W-wait, hold on, I’m not--”

The shifter, Kirishima, turned his head toward the newcomer and made a reassuring noise in the back of his throat, nodding towards where you were trying to multitask with healing him and wondering if you could run away fast enough before this angry looking blond could reach you with that sword. 

Luckily, his friend (you were assuming they were friends) seemed to relax, and marched over to stand behind you. “Are you healing him?”

“Um, yes,” you said, a little off-put at how aggressive his voice was. “I’m stopping the bleeding for now, just so he can change back where it’ll be easier for me to help him.”

It was hard, trying to use your magic well while someone was breathing down your neck, but in the end you managed it, and Kirishima the dragon transformed into an unconscious red-haired man on the forest floor. 

You led the blond, (you learned his name was Bakugou) to your home, holding the door open for him so he could carry his friend inside. You had never had visitors before. It was an odd feeling, letting two people you had just met into your most protected area. 

“So...what happened to you two?” 

“Tch. It’s none of your business. Just heal my friend and we’ll be out of your hair.”

So rude. He could at least give you something interesting to think about while you tried to heal him. However, you had exhausted your magic for that day, not used to straining yourself to this extent. You couldn’t even remember the last time you had used up this much of your magic. 

Bakugou did not look happy about that, and you winced under the force of his glare. You suggested he get some rest and you could continue healing his friend in the morning, but despite your reassurances about the protective spells around your house, he ignored your offer of making him a room in your house (quite literally, as making extra rooms for fun only to remove them later was one of your favorite pastimes. You don’t talk about the goose room, though.) and stomped out your door to “keep watch.”

Over the next couple of days, you watched happily as Kirishima regained consciousness, his wound improving steadily. You got along quite well with the shifter, who was always willing to talk to fill the silence while you worked on his side. How could someone as cheerful as him be friends with such a grump like Bakugou?

“Ehh, you get used to it,” he laughed once you had asked him that. “But he’s really protective of his friends, and cares for them a lot! I bet he’ll open up to you, soon.”

Hah. You wish. Bakugou was rarely in the house, always eating whatever you had prepared for them in the morning quickly despite your hard work at making it look aesthetic and nice. 

You learned that the two of them traveled the world together, stopping raids from demons attacking several villages. “You would think that they would turn tail and run at the sight of me,” Kirishima huffed. “But no. I get a spear to the side instead. That’s not manly at all.”

“Did you mean, dragon-ly?”

“Oh, yeah!”

He also listened to you with sympathy at how you had been living here alone for a majority of your life, living off your magically sustained garden. “You live alone? Doesn’t that get boring?”

You shrugged. “You get used to it.”

Kirishima got a shiny glint in his eye you didn’t like. “Hey, Bakugou! What if we take Y/n with us!”

“No way.”

“Come on...they’re a magic user! Think about how helpful that would be to have on our side!”

“Yeah, and one more I have to worry about keeping alive.” Katsuki rolled his eyes. “No thanks.”

The two of them bickered for a while while you wrapped new bandages around Kirishima’s arm and torso. The thing was, when Kirishima had suggested you go with them, your heart had leaped with joy. Seeing the world beyond your little cottage and forest? That didn’t sound too bad. After all, making random rooms in your house could only be a sufficient change of scenery for so long. Wasn’t this the chance you had been dreaming of? A chance to make a difference and actually help people?

“I’d love to go with you,” you blurted out, blushing at Bakugou’s crimson eyes now fixed on you instead of your patient. “I’ll be useful, I swear.”

He bet you’d be begging to go back home within the first week of traveling with them, and that only made you want to go even more. 

In what seemed like no time at all Kirishima was fully healed, and you were seated atop his dragon form’s back behind Bakugou, who had practically snarled at you when you tried to sit in front of him. You were honestly scared to try to hold on to him as Kirishima prepared for takeoff. A part of you couldn’t believe this was happening. This had got to be the most impulsive decision you had ever made in your entire life. You were finally going to see the world!

Adjusting to the nomadic life was probably the hardest part, even harder than having to deal with Bakugou 24/7. However, you proved yourself to be reliable in a pinch, always watching out for your two comrades whenever a demon raid occurred. You had never thought about using your magic to attack before, as you had really only needed it to grow your plants and protect your house. But...you adapted quickly enough, and the grateful smiles of the villagers as they eagerly thanked you made it all worth it. 

You weren’t sure when exactly the barrier between you and Bakugou broke. You had always seen him watching you out of the corner of your eye whenever you laughed with Kirishima or indulged little kids from villages with your magic. Only the elders of the villages dared to approach Bakugou himself, his rugged appearance and constant leer driving all of the younger folk away. 

But if you had to take a wild guess at when he began to warm up to you, it would have probably been after a rather intense demon attack that Kirishima had managed to track just in time. You were dead tired after the whole ordeal, exhausted from using so much of your magic over a long period of time. You wanted to sleep so badly, but you were afraid if you did, you’d slip off Kirishima’s scaly back and plummet to the ground before either of them noticed. 

“If you’re that tired, you can hold onto me. Or whatever,” Bakugou had unexpectedly scoffed from his position in front of you, not bothering to turn around to acknowledge you fully. 

“Oh my God. Thank you so much,” you mumbled, collapsing forward to wrap your arms around his warm torso, head resting on his back and his steady heartbeat lulling you to sleep. Sure, part of you was aware that your fingers were brushing over his bare stomach, but you were too tired to care. 

After that, he thankfully allowed you to rest on him more often. His body heat was better than any blanket, and you honestly sometimes wished Kirishima would just keep flying forever, just so you could cuddle up against Bakugou and that caramel scent you never knew he emanated just a little longer. 

“You’re really something, you know that?” Kirishima joked one day while Bakugou left to retrieve some firewood (despite your offers, he always refused to let you use your magic to get it). “He wouldn’t let just anyone rest on him like that. Didn’t I tell you you’d grow on him?”

You smiled sheepishly down at your lap from where you sat cross-legged on the grass. “I hope you’re right.”

“Hey, hey, what’s up with that smile?” Eyes widening, Ejirou plopped down in front of you to further interrogate you. 

“What? Can’t I be happy that Bakugou doesn’t hate me?”

“We’ve been friends for two years, Y/n. He’s way past hating you at this point. No...it’s something else.” He tapped his fingers together contemplatively. 

“What are you two losers talking about?” Katsuki growled as he emerged from the trees.

“Nothing!” you and Kirishima exclaimed at the same time. 

Something else? What else was there besides your friendship with Bakugou you had worked so hard to create? So what if you found yourself overthinking every conversation you had with him despite the fact you’d known each other for so long? So what if your heart skipped a beat whenever he would raise his elbows slightly before Kirishima would take flight, a silent invitation that you could hold onto him even if you weren’t that tired? 

What else was there besides...romantic love?

...

Crap. 

Fine, say you did admit you liked him, maybe more than a friend should. What if your confession just made things weird? You wouldn’t be able to bear always being around him. What if you had to go back home to your small forest? After seeing all the wonders of the world atop Kirishima, how could you return to a life of solitude? 

For the sake of your friendship with Bakugou and Kirishima, which you wouldn’t give up for anything, you decided it would be better for everyone if you said nothing and continued on like normal. 

Then you got injured during a raid. 

Better you than him, you reasoned before deciding to take the blow meant for him. You had never seen Bakugou that angry before, not when Kirishima had gotten hurt, not even when he got hurt himself. 

He had quite literally exploded all over you once the three of you were out of harm’s way, berating you for not being more careful, didn’t you know that you could have gotten killed? 

Bakugou stormed off into the woods, leaving you and Kirishima to set up camp by yourselves. 

If you’ve read the fic, you know what happened next ;)

After that kiss, the two of you finally acknowledged how important the two of you were to each other. Sure, he still was an annoying prick who scarfed whatever food you made down quick no matter how much effort you put into making it look nice, but he was your annoying prick. 

The three of you looked after each other like always...just many more kisses were exchanged between you and Bakugou. The two of you slept side by side each night, you cuddling up against his warm frame whether you were on the ground or in the air. 

He even let you sit in front of him atop Kirishima one time, opting to have his arms protectively around you and his face buried in your hair. 

“Now that’s true love right there,” Kirishima had commented later on, only to receive a smack on his head by Katsuki himself. 

You never regretted leaving your old home in the forest. You had a new home with Bakugou and Kirishima, after all. 

And that was better than any kind of magic you could produce. 

[bnha-butterfly]

hmmm so i saw the self ship post thing, and weirdly i ship myself with bakugo?? like i'm more on the calm side, and more grounded, and you'd THINK that the relationship dynamic would be "smart, calm person that grounds the angry boi" and "loud angry boi who is calmed down by only this person" but it ACTUALLY is "short dumbass that knows big words" and "loud boi that just wants to be held" but BOTH of us are emotionally constipated

Bakugou was having a shitty day, and that was putting it lightly. His test had come back with less than stellar results, shitty-hair of all people had managed to beat him during training today. Yet, somehow instead of heading to his own room like he planned his feet lead him to you. Well your room to be more exact. He opened the door, he seldom knocked when entering these days and sat himself at the edge of your bed. You were sat studying at your desk. 

“Well hello to you too. What’s got you all moody?” You questioned looking at him from over your shoulder. 

Bakugou let out a grunt in response. He would never admit it but, just your presence always managed to sooth him. 

“So you just came to my room to pout?” You asked with a raised brow.

“I ain’t fucking pouting” he said harshly. The bite in his voice rarely phased you these days. You two had somehow managed to imprint on to each other. So you let out a soft sigh and went back to your work. Bakugo made himself comfortable and flopped back on your bed.

You two spent a a while like that. You studying bad trying to finish up hero law homework and Bakugo laying down on your bed staring up at your ceiling. Occasionally he’d look over to you studying. After a while you decided you more than deserved a break. So you got up and stretched. Your back and shoulders letting out a satisfying popping sound. You headed over to your night stand to grab the snacks you had stashed in your drawer only for Bakugo to grab your hand as you passed him and pull you into the bed next to him.

“Well hello to you to.” You said with a soft chuckle as you looked at Bakugo.

Bakugo just looked at you a look you had grown familiar with in the time the two of you had been together. You let out a soft chuckle and pulled him into a hug. Your face nestled into the crook of his neck.

“If you wanted cuddles you could have just said so”

“Shut up.” He said relating into your touch. The tension leaving his body as he pulled your body even closer.

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

*sighs softly* sleepin in Bakugou or Kiri’s shirts

[goose-draws-it]

I just love drawing them happy lately

[catacomb231]

Could I request Bakugou with a pregnant wife! Reader, who's directionally challenged and one day while Katsuki is out on patrol, she decides to go for a walk and kinda gets lost since she walked a bit too far from their home, and when Katsuki calls to check in on her, he has to go on a wild goose chase to try and find her? And then he gives her all the kisses and hugs he can but he scolds her for being careless at the same time? If that makes sense? Thanks!

Traveling Buns|Pro Hero! Bakugou x Wife! Pregnant! Reader

A/N:YES! I love this idea!

Sum:You get bored sitting around the house all day without Bakugou around. And with the little bun in the oven, it's been getting harder to move around. But you wanted to take a walk one day so you did! Except you suck at directions..

"Ugh! I'm so bored!!" You complain to yourself on your empty house, sitting on the couch. You looked down at your stomach and rubbed it. "You are a very active one Sashi! While I'm exhausted myself." You add which soon Sashi settled back down, not kicking as fast or hard anymore.

"Well, might as well go for a little walk! Just around the neighborhood shouldn't be so bad!" You add to yourself before hauling yourself off the couch with a sigh before slipping on your shoes by the front door and walked out, locking the door on the way out.

You walk down the front steps and headed out along the sidewalk, and soon you were walking around the neighborhood. You couldn't help but think of your husband Katsuki as he was at work. You always worried about him but you worry about him MORE now with the little one on the way!

But he has reassured you multiple times that he won't let a stupid villain take him away from you two! It still creeps into your mind now and then though.

"We'll get home and then in just a few more hours and then we can see Papa!"

-

"I swear it was this way! Or was the house this way..?" You say to yourself before sighing. This isn't good! Now I'm lost in some strange neighborhood where nothing seems familiar! You think to yourself, panic rising in your chest.

Katsuki will get so worried if he gets home and sees me gone!

This happened a lot. You were directionally challenged meaning you get lost a LOT! Meaning you gave Katsuki lots of heart attacks when he found out you were lost!

However this time, you left your phone at home because you thought you wouldn't go far! You learned your lesson.

-

Katsuki couldn't help but worry about you. You were 7 months pregnant and he hasn't gotten the chance to call you yet since he's been busy with work and patrols! But today's patrol has been very quiet today, so he pulls out his phone and presses your number, before his phone began ringing.

However when you didn't pick up twice, he got worried. So he sighs and stats blasting his way around town, trying to find you. He started at your guys' house before scouting the area, also having his sidekicks out and looking for you too.

-

You sat on a bus bench and cry. You were scared, alone, and pretty much helpless because the doctor said he didn't want you using your quirk too much during or the rest of your pregnancy.

Please Katsuki! Find me! I'm scared! You think to yourself while you kept crying. "Y/N!"

Your eyes widen as you heard a familiar voice call to you from above. Could it be..? You think to yourself and look up, smiling when you see Bakugou flying towards you. "Katsuki!!" You shout in relief and Bakugou landed before embracing you, peppering your face with kisses before moving to your stomach and doing the same.

"I was worried sick about you!" Bakugou yells at you, but you knew he meant well. "I know I was just bored!" You reply. But he forgives you and takes the rest of the day off.

He returned home and cuddled and pampered you for the rest of the day.

[rarepears]

Masterpost [Aug 2022 2/3]

Masterpost [Aug 2022 1/3] | Masterpost [Aug 2022 2/3] | Masterpost [Aug 2022 3/3]

mdzs cultivators think deadpool is a demon that wei wuxian raised from the burial mounds au

sung jinwoo is reborn as a nara au

overhaul attempts to recruit yumichika into his yakuza group au

somehow a modern day push up bra wanders into pidw au

 the married life of sung jinwoo and wen ruohan au

shino aburame tames the ants of jeju island and the hunters of solo leveling are understandable freaked out au

tsuna (khr) gets dumped into pidw and liu qingge makes him a bai zhan disciple au

luo bingge mistakens aizawa (bnha) to be a nice version of shen qingqiu and kidnaps him au

Toji (jjk) becomes sung jinwoo's stepfather au

Orochimaru and kakashi get dumped into jjk where kakashi is viewed as a gojo bastard and gojo gets a crush on the MILF snake ninja au

mobei jun (svsss) x xanxus (khr) au

aoyama dealing with discrimination in bnha japan for being a foreign au

itachi and kyuubi time travel back in time and now kyuubi is running around in itachi's body while itachi is stuck in his child form au

the avengers assembly to deal with a luo bingge invasion au

star wars but instead of clones it's despicable me minions au

star wars x despicable me crossover au

tomura shigaraki and his battle with insurance policies au

shouto todoroki starts wearing a skirt as his teenage rebellion to shut endeavor up au

deadpool transmigrates into pidw as liu qingge au

in which bakugou also produces and writes music as a hobby and has a hanana montana moment au

luo bingge and luo bingmei get reborn to modern china as blood brothers - let the sibling rivalry commence! au

shen yuan and luo binghe reincarnate as fumikage tokoyami and dark shadow respectively au

luo bingge x edward cullen (twilight) au

sung jinwoo's mother awakens as a s ranked hunter after her coma au

luo binghe redos his life again and again trying to make his shizun love him au

guy fieri reincarnates as bakugou katsuki (bnha) au

sung jinwoo's mother awakens as a s ranked hunter after her coma au

luo binghe has a rival for Shen Qingqiu's attention and love: the half demon half human squirrel girl au

Darth Vadar travels back in time as he's dying & younger Anakin who just found a dying Shmi thinks the dying Darth Vadar is his bio dad au

tywin lannister x sung jinwoo

batman is an angry goose au

gojo satoru has a side hobby of being a drag queen au

kakashi (naruto) raises tom riddle au

kenpachi x shen jiu coparenting yachiru together au

pidw luo bingge's number 248 wife is dora the explorer au

solo leveling beru vs the HOA au

han yoojin (the s classes that i raised) becomes luo binghe and shen yuan's housekeeper au

harry potter meets thomas the tank engine and thinks that thomas is the God of Death au

a crossover of ichigo (bleach) x lucifer (supernatural) au

shang qinghua is a mess when it comes to writing au

toji fushiguro becomes an onlyfans content creator instead of mercenary au

Ashborn (solo leveling) & Hagoromo (naruto) were lovers thus the tailed beasts think Sung Jinwoo is their mother reborn au

shen yuan transmigrates into pidw into luo bingge's harem au

PIDW reborn as cats and Shen Jiu is the lucky cat owner au

despicable me minions in game of thrones au

sqh and sy sleepover au

modern reincarnation of yue qingyuan and his pet cat shen jiu au

naruto wanted a sibling so he caught himself one and also accidentally reveals multiple conspiracies au

[touyasdoll]

Anything I deem worthy of a title is here, so smaller drabbles aren’t included on this list. It’s as organized a she can manage rn, but I’m gonna overhaul my masterlists soon <3

Multiple Pairings

MHA Men w/ a thicc & curvy s/o Part One

MHA Men w/ a thicc & curvy s/o Part Two

Villain AU Headcanons/Drabbles

Horror Movies w/ the Boys Part One

Horror Movies w/ the Boys Part Two

MHA Men Defending an S/O w/ Social Anxiety

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

Virgin Dabi

Multiple Pairings

Both is Good

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

Look at Me

Dance With Me

Tastes like Fire

Every Single Piece

For You, I Will

Why Are You Here?

Shouto Todoroki

Red Lights

Hawks/Keigo Takami

Cooped Up

Milf Chaser Hawks

Hitoshi Shinsou

Breathtaking

Izuku Midoriya

Bestie

Not Yet

Katsuki Bakugou

Messy

I Hate Me Too

Something To Cry About

Eijirou Kirishima

You Wouldn't Know Love If It Hit You In The Face

Multiple Pairings

My Best Friend's Brothers - Dabi/Touya, Natsuo, & Shouto Todoroki x reader

Part One

Part Two - coming soon

Jealousy (ongoing) - Shouta Aizawa x reader x Hitoshi Shinsou

Part One

Part Two

Part Three - coming eventually

Toxic - Dabi x reader, Bakugou x reader (ongoing)

Part One

Part Two

Part Three - coming eventually

Freaky Friday - Bakugou x reader, Izuku x reader (ongoing)

Part One

Part Two

Part Three - coming eventually

The Real Thing - Izuku x reader, Bakugou x reader (ongoing)

Part One

Part Two - coming eventually

Plans - Natsuo x reader, Shouto x reader

Plans Can Change (ongoing)

Plan B

Plans Gone Awry - alt ending

A Better Plan - actual ending, coming soon

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

From the Ashes (ongoing)

My Best Friend's Brothers (ongoing)

Katsuki Bakugou

Heroes Don't Do That (ongoing)

Part One

Part Two

Part Three ft. Izuku Midoriya & Part Three ft. Eijirou Kirishima

Part 4 & Part 4 - coming eventually

Multiple Pairings

MHA Father's Day Thirsts

Playing with their nipples

The Competition

DILFed Down

Voice Modulator Fun

Katsuki Bakugou

One Taste

That Outfit

Frustrated

Little Things

Outnumbered

Goose

Attention

Weathered

Eijirou Kirishima

Girl Dad Kirishima

Messages

Dry humping virgin!Kiri

Izuku Midoriya

A Break

Teardrops

Shouta Aizawa

Sleeping Beauty

Full

Daddy

Just How He Likes It

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

Safe

Dreams

Virgin Dabi Calling Them "Bro After Sex" Cockwarming & Breeding

Hitoshi Shinsou

Daddy’s Home

First Date

Too Late

Tamaki Amajiki

Suction

Hawks/Keigo Takami

Positions Let Me Carmine Cage Tomorrow

Oral Fixation

Like Heaven

Hanta Sero

Public Indecency

Hawks/Keigo Takami

Texting with Hawks/Keigo Takami

[sorryimanon]

Pairings: Bakugou x fem!Reader

Tags: 18+, dirty talk, explicit scenes, mutual masturbation, penetration, bakugou being a switch, reader is a dom, lots of back and forth between characters, slow burn

A/N: this was supposed to be divided into two parts but surprise, surprise! i got lazy :) i had so much writing this. this might be my favorite fic ive written so far! this is a loooong one. enjoy! 

P.S this is the unedited ver. I will posting the final on my AO3 account (sorryimanon)

-

Katsuki disliked her. No, he absolutely loathed her. Ever since she stepped foot into the classroom, it was destined for there to be a hostile barrier between the two of them. Granted, all she did was sweetly greet him like the rest of her fellow classmates, but Katsuki completely saw through her fading facade and ignored the kind gesture with a threatening showcase of his quirk.

"Being nice won't get you anywhere, baka," he snarled, glaring intensely at her all the while everyone watched the whole scene unfold.

He treated her like a foolish peasant after that initial encounter, disregarding her in any way shape or form as disgust shone through his eyes.

Y/N persevered the oncoming school years despite the blonde breathing down her neck consistently everyday. Katsuki's aggressive nature towards her subsided once graduation commenced, alluding to the blossoming maturity each student should have endured before branching off into hero work.

Not long after the celebratory succession, y/n bounced to several agencies that offered the same beneficial agreements for her. None caught her attention. Until one day she received a recommendation from Endeavor himself to work full time at his agency. Of course she accepted it and immediately wrote her sloppy signature down on the contract. Unbeknownst to her excitement, a separate copy of the contract was sent to another uprising hero around her age group.

So when she strutted in that morning of orientation, she never expected to see the very infamous Katsuki Bakugou slouched on one of the many chairs in the meeting room. Her throat tightened as she took a seat next to him, his height still freakishly tall even when they were just sitting. Staring straight forward to prevent from any means of eye contact with him, he lowered his head at her eye level and crooked a half smile.

"I'm gonna make you regret for even considering joining here, extra." A fleck of his spit hit the side of her face. Learning from her past encounters with Katsuki, y/n held her tongue in hopes for him to feel satisfied enough to leave her alone.

Thankfully their office hours were inconsistent to where they didn't intervene with each other, neither of them awkwardly meeting in the lobby or an elevator. However, sometimes y/n and Bakugou would desire the same craving for a caffeinated beverage and find themselves standing shoulder to shoulder by the coffee machine.

Bakugou likes his coffee black, she mentally jotted down as she intently watched his usual routine of preparing the beverage.

Like the asshole he is, Bakugou would purposely tip the mug and let a few trickles of the hot liquid burn her hand. He's done this every single time before he leaves y/n alone in the break room. Deep down, he relishes in the strained expression on her face when he inflicts the pain upon her. Thoughts danced across his head. Some involving him blasting y/n into the stratosphere to her kissing the tips of his boots for mercy. Either way, her being so submissive and, dare he say, a pussy to stand her ground sufficed him enough for the time being. But sometimes it pissed him off.

The constant harassment by the angry blonde went unnoticed by their other colleagues, including Endeavor, leaving y/n to prepare every morning to face the wrath of Katsuki Bakugou. His verbal abuse never wavered, occasionally whispering under his breath "weakling" or "stupid girl" whenever the pair were in the same room together. One time he sent her on a wild goose chase to find a missing case file that miraculously disappeared from her desk while she was copying something in the other room. Hours later, she soon discovers the said file tucked behind Katsuki's arm, snatching it from his grip and not once reprimanding him for wasting her time. Y/N eventually got used to it. Adapting to the annual insults of her work ethics and anything he could muster up from his sleeve. Both finally accepted their twisted dynamic, and became accustomed to the work lifestyle.

Months later, the dynamic soon changed when Endeavor announced an emergency meeting with everyone in the building. Apparently a new wave of villains have been reigning terror over the city, causing major damages and fatalities in a matter of weeks. Rumors started to circulate that the new generation of heroes don't have the capabilities to apprehend this group of evil doers. In the meeting, Endeavor made it clear for everyone to be partnered up before he dismisses them to patrol for the night, suggesting that pairing up with someone who is complimentary to your quirk is efficient for when dealing with these kinds of villains.

That's why y/n didn't voice her complaint when she inevitably got matched with Bakugou. His quirk alone was powerful already. With both of their quirks combined, there's no telling how the mission will go, but she surprisingly feels safe knowing he'll be sticking by her side throughout the rest of the night. It'll be a quick mission, then they'll return back to their previous mundane duties in the office. Back to Katsuki's mental and verbal torment.

"Could you move any slower?" Katsuki barked as both he and y/n were taking a quick stroll through the public park, scoping out for any signs of danger.

She was a step behind him, careful not to bump his shoulder or invade his space. She mumbled out a quick apology and fastened her pace, catching up to the man in gear. Tonight he wore his alternative hero costume, the design made specifically for when the temperature reaches an undesirable degree. The collar touched below the tip of his chin, his chiseled chest covered with the thick black material, and his arms protected from the cold with the addition of sleeves.  

"Fucking weakling..." she heard him mumble once they circled the perimeter again.

Bakugou insisted for them to scout out as many places as possible in hopes for an encounter. He desperately needs any excuse for some action, to use his quirk out of anger. Previously, they patrolled the empty plaza of Tatoone shopping center. Other heroes were there as well, but still no signs of any villains lurking in the dark. For the third time, they met up at the center of the park after making another round, both already tired of the tedious task.

"Just our fucking luck. Still no signs of those stupid villains. I guess we should patrol the outskirts of-."

A bright luminescent beam struck the middle of Bakugou's chest cavity, ricocheting him backwards to slam against the trunk of a large tree, knocking him unconscious instantly. Startled, y/n's eyes frantically searched for the perpetrator, only to meet a pair of glowing green orbs staring right back. She shifted her stance in preparation for their next attack, blocking Bakugou's lifeless body from the villains view. Another beam shot from the darkness, only this time y/n counter balanced the blow by rolling to side, the blast missing her by a couple of feet. Y/N quickly raised to her feet and ran head first towards the dark figure. Without preamble, the figure shot multiple beams at the hero, each one emitting from the void of their chest.

Y/N dodged the bright suffocating strips of light, her feet shuffling and heart racing due to the adrenaline rush. However, she miscalculated her next move which allowed the figure to strike her left shoulder when she was distracted for a split second. Pain shot throughout her shoulder blade. Eyes drawn to a close, her hand shot up to cradle the injury. The intense sensation started to spread from the upper half of her body to below. Everything suddenly became numb, including her sensors. She couldn't feel the tips of her digits nor move any part of her face. The muscles in her legs soon stopped contracting, resulting in her knees giving out. She felt the hard, coarse ground beneath her as the darkness began to swallow up her line of vision. The last thing she saw was a scuffed up Bakugou laying face flat on the drenched grass.

- Y/N stirred awake, lifting one of her half lidded eyes expecting to see the villain looming over her tired body. But all she saw was the popcorn ceiling sheltering her, an overhead fan turned on and the curtains tightly shut. She slowly inclined her body upright and peeled the covers from her clammy figure. Still in the process of waking up, she made her way to the attached bathroom by the bed and located the sink. She splashed the cold water on her face, letting the droplets drench the clothes she was currently wearing. Turning off the facet, she craned her head to view the damage on her shoulder in the mirror. But how come she couldn't recognize herself?

Tuffs of blonde spiked out from her head. Her eyes weren't the same color either. Red crimson irises replaced the ones she had before. The injury from last night on her shoulder wasn't there no more, but she took sight at how broad they became. And she wasn't wearing her typical pajama top and bottoms. This morning she was clad in a black tank top and a pair of soft sweat pants.

No, this can't be true. This has to be some sick nightmare. Jolting backwards on her heel, she let out a terrible shriek. After screaming for a good minute, she calmed down and rested her hands on the bathroom counter, transfixed on the reflection in front of her.

"I-I somehow transformed into Bakugou!" The deep timbre voice of bakugou replaced her own. She tugged on the unkept hair and knitted her eyes shut. "This is only a dream. I'm dreaming right? I can't possibly be in Bakugou's body."

A loud ringing noise alerted y/n to open her eyes again. It was coming from her bedroom. Correction, his bedroom. She glanced at herself in the mirror one more time before retrieving the phone that was stuffed in a green duffel bag. Her eyes widened. She recognized her phone number on the screen. Knowing the circumstances, she pressed answered and awaited for the receiver on the other end to speak.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!"

-

"So, we somehow switched bodies because of being struck by that villains quirk the other night. How long did they say this will last then?" Y/N questioned Bakugou the following morning once they agreed to meet up somewhere in private. Right now they were sitting across from each other on a stone bench by the lake, the morning sun peaking through the tall skyscrapers behind them.

Bakugou shrugged his shoulders, technically hers, and said, "Endeavor informed me it'll probably linger for a good week. He also wanted us to not be on duty till we recuperate from this, saying that the side effects will drain our bodies." He couldn't muster up the courage to stare at her, because all he would see is the reflection of himself. "Unfortunately the villain fled the scene before the others arrived to retrieve us. They're still out there causing havoc."

"This is freaking weird."

"Fucking."

Y/N tilted her head in confusion. Across from her, Bakugou pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed in frustration.

"If you're gonna be me for a whole week then you might as well not sugar coat my vocabulary-dumbass."

Right, she now has to devote her time and effort into mirroring Bakugou's explosive personality. But that also means he too has to put on a show in order to persuade everyone he was her.

"Oh, okay..." she started but tensed up when realizing Bakugou was gazing expectantly at her. "D-Dumbass?"

Katsuki groaned as he rolled his eyes at her failed attempt of portraying him.

"This is going to be a long ass week."

- Bakugou grunted in disgust as he scavenged through y/n's closet for something to wear. Every piece of clothing so far hasn't met his criteria of approval to put on his body. There was an unnecessary amount of yoga pants and the most ugliest oversized graphic tees he's ever laid his eyes upon stored in her drawer. Growing up in a household of highly praised designers, the influence shifted his taste in fashion over the years. So, he made the rational decision to make a quick trip to the mall and purchase a few outfits for himself. Considering he's going to be in this body for a whole week, maybe even more, he might as well present himself looking ten times better than she ever has.

He tittered around the mall window shopping, entering store after store leaving with a handful of clothes in plastic and paper bags. So far he bought some outfits that edged a little on the fancy side, but paid no mind to his bank account. Bakugou guesstimated y/n's size during the venture, not wanting to pry or see what's underneath these restricting fabrics. He was about to leave when a frilly-pink themed store caught his attention.

It's a lingerie store, Bakugou thought as he neared closer to the entrance.

Posters inside the displays showcased attractive half naked women clad in nothing but the delicate material. Not to mention they were all posing seductively. An involuntary image of y/n flashed across his eyes, her imitating the same lustrous pose as well as wearing the sheer lingerie like the women behind the glass. Steams of heat practically blowed out from his ears, along with the embarrassing shade of pink panting his cheeks. He clamped a hand on his mouth, eyes widen in disbelief.

The fuck did I just imagine? There's no way in hell that just happened!

He must've been loitering there for awhile because a young girl, possibly his age, was standing in the threshold of the store wearing a pastel pink apron, giving him a welcoming smile.

She spoke, "Looking to shop for something, ma'am?"

Remembering back to y/n's distasteful clothing, he noted that she also lacked having any 'pretty' undergarments. It wasn't that he intentionally raided through her underwear, he just so happen to have stumbled upon the almost empty drawer by accident. In retrospect, he's doing her a favor. He cleared his throat before speaking.

"Yes actually. Can you show me your most expensive set?" - "To your left! That dudes been camping by that spot since the match. He'll snipe you in the open!" Kirishima informed y/n as they both sat criss cross on the cushioned couch.

They've been playing the same game for hours. Y/N prayed for at least one water break or grab something quick to eat since they haven't moved an inch from their spots. Kirishima promised after this match he'll order some takeout for the both of them, but he said the same thing 8 matches ago. All she could do for now was pretend to be immersed in the game, getting a couple of impressive kills here and there, subsequently ranking her to a bronze level. Her digits were beginning to cramp up due to the repetitive moments of smashing down on the labeled buttons on the wireless controller. The screen across from them suddenly went dark and flashed the scoreboard from the recent match. Another successful victory.

"BOOYAAA!!!!" Kirishima clapped his hands and did a celebratory dance. "Ah, good game Bakugou."

Y/N flinched from hearing the blondes name.

"Kirishima, it's Y/N," she reluctantly reminded him.

Kirishima's whole demeanor went south. He chucked out a dry laugh and nervously started rubbing the back of his neck.

"R-Right sorry. Couldn't help myself. I mean, I am looking at Bakugou. Same face, voice, hair, and scary eyes."

After being battered by the villains quirk, Kirishima and Sun Eater were the ones to retrieve them before law enforcement shortly arrived once the perpetrator fled the scene. They were all under one strict oath to not mention this to the public, or else everyone’s image will tarnished and skew the potential of our future rankings.

"I know. I'm still trying to process this whole thing. I've been avoiding all the mirrors in the apartment since I came back." Y/N stood up from the couch and sauntered over to her designated bedroom for the week. She reached for the door handle but stiffened when a pair of hardened hands rested on her broad shoulders.

"Aye, don't worry so much. I bet you Bakugou is thinking the same thing. This week will be over before you know it," he absentmindedly began massaging the area between your shoulder blades and neck.

Does he always treat Bakugou like this despite that nasty little Pomeranian being a complete asshole to everyone?

"Kirishima?"

"Yeah?"

"What is Bakugou like around you?"

The red head hummed to himself at the random question, thinking of a perfect answer to her curiosity.

"The same how he was in high school except more tamer I guess. But I enjoy his presence none the less."

Then why does he seem to unleash his untamed feelings towards me specifically?

Y/N sighed, obviously not satisfied with that answer.

"Out of everybody, he seems to despise me more and more like it's a game," she said without realizing.

"You know how he is Y/N. He's very abrasive and blunt when it comes to other people's emotions, but deep down I know he only acts like that because he wants to present a strong image in front of everyone," he started. "He's scared of others looking down on him, I know that for sure. But I always looked up to Bakugou from the day I personally got to know him. So, I guess he just stayed by my side because of my admiration for him."

Bakugou is always putting up a front then.

"Interesting...well I'm gonna go to bed now. Thanks for keeping me company," y/n said once again reaching for the knob and opening the door, ignoring the red heads pleas for her not go to sleep on an empty stomach. -

The next day Bakugou found himself inside y/n's bathroom, feet firmly planted on the tiled floor not daring to move an inch. Even though he wasn't in his own body that didn't stop him from paying a visit to the gym this morning. He went extra hard on every machine, not caring about the wandering eyes men gave him while he dead lifted weights. Drenched in nothing but his own glistening sweat, Bakugou entered y/n's small apartment as he dragged his tired feet to the bedroom he was now familiarized with.

Something foul wafted into his nostrils, almost making him teary eyed to the stench. He tried to recall the last time he took a shower. Vaguely he remembers washing his body the morning before he got attack by the powerful quirk. It's been several days since then. This was one thing he didn't want to endure during his experience of switching bodies. He's been neglecting his own hygiene to avoid seeing y/n's exposed body parts. Changing out from her clothes with closed eyes was difficult enough, but taking a fucking shower?! Such a shitty predicament. But he can't smell like this for the remainder of being stuck in this body. He'll die of suffocation.

Ah fuck, that must mean she has to take a shower as well. Or worse, she already has and saw everything.

His eye twitched, lips trembling in fear at what he's about to witness.

Fuck it, I can't go out smelling like shit!

With shaky fingers he began stripping, eyes trained on anything but y/n's figure, the faint sound of the water streaming white noise to him. Her gym clothes piled on the floor, Katsuki slipped into the shower, head titled slightly to view only the shower head. He messed around with the chrome handle, indecisive on what temperature he wanted. Settled onto cold to awaken his sluggish state, he positioned himself under the shower head, goosebumps prickling his skin due to the sudden drop of temperature. Water droplets streamed down and canaled to his lower regions, the sensation relaxing his anxiousness just a smidge. He surveyed the options y/n had laid out for hair care products and grabbed the nearest one. Rubbing the body wash into the palms of his hands, he caught himself, arm mid raised getting ready to wash each crevice of his body.

Shit shit shit shit

The hand in front of him began shaking.

She won't know. It's not like I'm touching her sexually, I'm just keeping her clean for fucks sake!

As gentle as he could, Bakugou washed away the soapy residue, fingers cautiously ghosting over anything perking out. A moment too soon, he accidentally skimmed over her chest a little too fast, the tips of his fingers touching something that was hard and protruding. His breathing hitched.

I just felt her fucking nipple!

But fuck, it strangely felt quite pleasant. Pleasurable even if he had to admit.

He continued on with his previous ministrations, cupping her boobs like a madman and swiping one thumb over the taunt surface to test the waters. A fierce, tingling sensation surged shivers down his spine. An unsolicited low moan spurred out from the blonde.

"Hah!"

What the hell?! Why am I still touching her tits? And why am I enjoying it?

Finishing up his routine quickly, Bakugou snatched a towel from the cabinet and rubbed away all the sinful thoughts desperately from his head, a constant fight between his morals and neediness. Nobody will never know what he committed in the confines of her own apartment. And it'll fucking stay like that till on his death bed.

I practically assaulted her. I'm so fucking disgusting

For the rest of the remaining day, Bakugou planned on meeting up with Kirishima to hangout. He wanted to coerce the red head into talking about anything other than y/n. His mind needs the relief. He needs this spell to be over with.

He can't stand trying to fit into women's jeans any longer - Kirishima woke up that morning to a chorus of shrieks. Girlish shrieks, might he add. He thought maybe the neighbors were selfishly doing not-so-holy-things at the peak of dawn. But him and Katsuki were resided on the highest level of the penthouse, them being the only residents on the empty floor. It clicked once he heard his name through the thin walls.

"Ah! Y/N I'm coming!" He leaped from his bed and reached y/n's, technically Bakugou's, room in a matter of seconds.

Y/N's body twitched to the sound of the door being slammed open, the impact rattling the very few wall decorations in the blondes space. Standing in the threshold was the friendly red head, huffing and puffing air out of his chest like he just got done running a marathon.

"K-Kiri! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to wake you up!" Her words afterwards became a jumbled mess, realizing the predicament she pushed herself into.

"Hey, hey, calm down! Tell me what's wrong. It sounded like you were in pain. Did you hurt yourself anywhere?" The red had to remind himself this was indeed another person inside Bakugou's body, because Bakugou would never apologize repeatedly for the sake of apologizing in his entire life.

Y/N was looking quite pallid now, sheepishly tugging on the black covers of the bed, trying to find the easiest way on how to lay this out to her new roommate.

"Well...I just...I woke up to - ah crap."

Instead of explaining her situation, she pulled back the blanket to show kiri the thing protruding between her uncommonly, muscular legs. Kirishima's eyes widen instantaneously, eating up the pitched tent inside her basketball shorts. Oddly enough, this wasn't his first rodeo upon seeing the blonde with a boner. They were dudes. And dudes living together were bound to witness each other's 'flesh swords', he'd like to put it.

"Oh, morning wood? That's pretty normal. Nothing to fret y/n!" He dismissed her with the wave of his hand. "Bakugou gets them all the time! In fact, I remember he'd get them after sparring sessions back in our U.A days-."

"Okayyyyy, Never mind that! I know I have a boner. Just exactly how do I get rid of it?!"

"You mean, you don't know? Haven't you been taught this in Sex Ed class?" Kiri was actually curious as to why she doesn't know nor remember. He surly does. Learning about the human body by the infamous sultry teacher, Midnight, engraved so much information into his tiny-teenage brain.

"That was considered an extra curricular class. I took a CPR class instead."

"Right well, from what she taught us and from my own personal experience, you gotta rub one out."

Y/N's whole face contorted into a confused mess of disgust.

"Rub a what now?" She asked, although she had a feeling what the euphemism meant.

Kiri's face blotched red, the tint flushing to his chest as well. The man was evidently embarrassed about having this conversation with someone who wasn't Bakugou.

"I essentially mean you gotta masturbate. Ya know, in order to calm down your boner," he paused seeing how distraught y/n became. "It won't hurt I promise you! Don't worry, it feels really good! Like, eating ice cream good! Ah no that's not a good analogy!"

"This is so fucking horrifying..." Y/N poked at the thing, rightfully known as his dick, and kept starring as if it might miraculously subside to its original size.

Kiri coughed, grabbing her attention away from Bakugou's dick.

"He has lotion stashed in his drawer," he started, but malfunctioned seconds later. He revealed something private to someone that bakugou condemned as a 'weakling'. "That is if you need it for lubricant. It's kind of tough to jerk off dry..." his sentence fell off midway.

Y/N mumbled out an "Ok", and retrieved said lotion from the lower bunk of his drawers. She felt a pair of eyes on her. Kiri was still standing awkwardly by the doorway, unsure wether or not if that's his cue to leave.

"Um, thanks Kiri. You can leave now," she plopped back onto Bakugou's king sized bed.

This man sleeps alone. He doesn't need a ginormous bed all to himself.

"R-Right! Well, enjoy jerking off- ah no I meant - I didn't word that correctly! Ah geez, see ya later!" He sprinted out the door like his life depended on it.

Locking the door behind her, y/n forced herself into the attached bathroom, the lotion burning the palms of her hand each second. Once she settled down on the lid of the toilet, she shimmied out from his loose basketball shorts, letting them pool at her ankles.

If there's one thing she learned that morning, it was that being a man had its weird benefits. - "Slow down Bakugou! Let me at least catch up before you black out!" Kirishima was on his third shot while Bakugou just downed his sixth one for the night.

The blonde growled under his breath and tugged the red head by his collar to his mouth.

"Fucking idiot, don't call me that. It's y/n when we're out in public," he loosens his grip and snatches kiri's shot and tips his head back to drain it all down his throat, the burning sensation long gone.

"Ugh, my brain can't keep up with this whole switching body shit. It's been so hard back at the apartment." He internally cringes from the recollection of y/n popping her first boner this morning.

"What do you mean? Has that dumbass been giving you a hard time? If she has, I'll give her a piece of my mind."

"Not at all! She's been a saint while living with me. Which by the way, how come you can't just live at the penthouse while y/n stays at her place?

While Kirishima was talking, Bakugou ordered another round of shots. The bartender shoved a whole bottle of Fireball towards the man, saving him in the future to not ask anymore. The young server gave Bakugou a sly wink and returned back to serving other customers down the line. Cheeks flushed red, Bakugou thinks the man behind the bar was being too nice for his liking. He poured two more shots while keeping an eye on the average looking employee. If kirishima kept babbling, he might as well funnel the entire bottle in one sitting.

"I'm just following endeavors orders. We're not supposed to gain attention from those stupid reporters that camp outside our penthouse," he takes another swing of the warm liquid. "I'd rather fucking be quirkless than mistaken for having any rumored relations with her."

"Can I ask a genuine question? How come you hate y/n so much?"

"I don't hate her, I dislike her. There's a difference."

"I don't know man. Sometimes I mistaken your dislike with love."

"EXCUSE ME? IM NOT IN LOVE OF THAT BITCH?!"

"C'mon dude, I'm sensing a lot of denial from you. Also, shouldn't you be acting like her right now? She's very soft spoken if I'm not mistaken,"

"I'm not in denial idiot. I hate how soft she speaks. I hate how sickeningly kind she is even though nobody deserves it. I hate how she wastes her talented quirk and doesn't see the potential. She's a lost cause Kiri. She won't last for much longer in this field if she keeps this up."

"Wow, for someone who dislikes her as such, you surly sound like you care about heeeerrrrrr," kirshima drawled out in a sing-song voice.

"Shut up and finish your shot, shitty hair."

When the blonde was driving back to her apartment later that night, he slammed his fists against the steering wheel when an afterthought came to him.

His whole reasoning as to why he went out in the first place, and he can't seem to restrict himself from talking about the girl he's trapped in.

Even in this goddamn body I can't seem to steer clear from y/n talk! - Izuku had to do a double take when he entered the small coffee shop. Something about seeing the pensive blonde sitting patiently in a booth by the corner really made him feel like he was sucked into another dimension. Today y/n was wearing a white v-neck with a wool green cardigan and tight black jeans.

Kacchan owns cardigans? He thought, clearly amused.

Upon hearing the ding coming from the door, Y/N raised her head from her phone and waved Izuku over to her table. The poor man seemed like he was going combust right there. It's been awhile since he's spoken to his old classmate.

The green haired hero slid into the booth across from her and immediately started speaking Deku language.

"H-Hey Kacchan! Boy it's been awhile hasn't it? I was a little stunned seeing your message this morning asking to hangout. I'm sorry that I couldn't meet up sooner. I had an early patrol shift from 9 to 5. You might know how that feels, right?! Oh gosh I'm sounding like an adult. Can you believe we're adults-."

"Midor- I mean Deku, I called you up to ask about if you have any leads on the villain with the body switching quirk?" She cut him off.

"Oh yeah, that villain has been spotted a few times since the last attack. Of course most of my team hasn't been able to reprimand them. A few close calls though. But I heard two people from your sector got hit by the quirk! Are they doing okay?"

I hate lying to those big freaking green eyes.

"That's not true. They got hurt, but no one was attacked by their quirk. I just need to know if you have any information on the quirk in particular and what to do in order to reverse it."

Underneath the table, Izuku fumbled inside his pockets in search for his mini notebook. He still obtained the habit of jotting down everything, literally everything, in hopes the information will provide any source of aide. Izuku became all jittery and excited at the thought of sharing anything with Kacchan!

The small, crinkled notebook was slid across the table, hitting the tips of y/n's knuckles.

"Page 124, the first indent I wrote. It's mainly about my own conspiracy on what the villains quirk is. That was before their first debut of course. But now since we know it's a type of body switching quirk, I tried to pin point on what exactly lifts the quirks effect on the victim," Izuku explained casually while y/n skimmed through the notes and passages. "I did a little detective work on my own and contacted the people who were attacked by the villain. From what I gathered, let's just say- it's a bit taboo ."

This piqued her interest.

"What do you mean by, taboo?"

The man began to wave his hands around fervently in attempt to steer the blonde away from prying more. But y/n swatted Izuku's hand and continued reading the sloppy inscriptions.

Her eyes popped out from her sockets.

"I have to what?!" A few civilians stared in their direction, obviously gravitated to the familiar gruff voice.

"Calm down Kacchan! Why are you so angry for?"

Y/N rubbed her temple all the while wanting to slowly die than endure anymore of this.

"Nothing. Just- Ugh...Is it alright if I borrow this?"

"Y-Yeah! Kacchan can borrow anything from me as long as he returns it!" There was that gleam again in his eyes.

"Thanks Izuku, I owe you one!" She squeezed the greenettes freckled hand before leaving the booth and the shop all together.

Still in the cafe, Izuku sat frozen as if someone walked in with gun. Internally though, he was screaming. -

Y/N: Please call me. It's urgent

It was a Friday night when Bakugou received the cryptic message from her. He was in the middle of  watching his true crime show when the annoying ding from his phone went off. For once, he just wanted to relax his mind and go on auto pilot without stressing his already strained body. It's the whole principle of Friday's. To fuck off and ignore everyone. What's so fucking important for her to text him out of the blue then?

Another acute ding.

Bakugou peeked over his shoulder to see who disrupted him this time.

Y/N: Bakugou, we need to talk. This isn't something to ignore.

He rolled his eyes and retrained his focus on the tv screen.

Ding Ding Ding

"FOR FUCK SAKE!" He released an animalistic growl from the depths of his throat, scratching his voice box even more. His fingers typed away aggressively, not bothering to read her previous messages.

BK: Leave me the fuck alone. You're to only text me if it involves with the reverse of this stupid quirk 🖕🏼

Three dots appeared immediately after he sent that. Bakugou started losing his patience while waiting for her response. He hated wasting precious time, especially if there was a second party involved. Her message finally delivered. Bakugou's eyes grew larger in size as he read the text.

Y/N: that's why I'm texting you idiot 🙄 I met up with Midoriya today and he may have given me the solution to our problem.

He bit down hard on his bottom lip as he typed out his last text message to her.

BK: fine. come over then. we can talk about it when you get here.

This time he didn't wait for her to respond back and began cleaning her apartment. - Feeling nervous was an understatement. Y/N felt like she was driving herself to her own execution. Bakugou being the one to carry out the death sentence. She didn't doubt the blonde would be elated at the idea of her being put under a torture device.

Okay, maybe he wasn't too malice to actually do it, but he probably entertained the thought.

Thankfully Bakugou's penthouse wasn't far from her own apartment, saving her much needed gas in case he goes ballistic on her.

The door flew open when she arrived shortly after one knock, revealing a very sluggish looking Y/N shooting daggers at her. Well, at least her body wasn't dressed in bruises or burn marks. That's a win. Bakugou paired herself with a cute crop top and silky pajama shorts. He's got taste she'll give him that.

Her apartment remained exactly the same as she left it when they both were ordered to switch residency's.  Only a few traces of Bakugou were found. Mainly in the kitchen, where all his fancy cooking equipment and utensils were laid out. Unlike him, she ate out almost every night due to the red head being incompetent in the kitchen. He almost burnt down the complex last night. He relied upon his friend to do most of the cooking in their household.

The blonde briskly brushed passed her to sit on the couch, slinging his feet on the coffee table to make himself comfortable. Too comfortable, she noted.

"Well, spill it. What did the damn nerd tell you that could help us with this shit?" He inquired without preamble.

Like a hero, she was here on a mission. A mission that needs to be completed as soon as possible, even if the mission itself was ludicrous. She reached into her jacket pocket to retrieve the mini book, and flipped soundlessly to the page Izuku marked for her.

"On here it says that the quirk can last up to a week, maybe even more, depending on the victim(s). The effected will experience dry eyes, nausea, insomnia, painful migraines, and uncontrollable shaking due to being inside another persons body. They must let the quirk take its course then," she read out loud, ignoring Bakugou's groans of annoyance. "But, for rare cases, there have been reports of one's libido being greatly impacted. The victim will be in constant, insurmountable pain unless they relief themselves, then the two bodies will return back to normal."

To her surprise, Bakugou didn't show an ounce of indignation after hearing this piece of information. He seemed almost indifferent.

And there's no denying the truth. Both of their hormones have been off the rails. Ever since the incident in the shower, Bakugou has caught himself numerous times touching Y/N's boobs. Coping a sly feel as he cooked, cleaned, and even while he scrolled through his social media.  Sometimes her ass as well to see if it felt good in his hands. Y/N was no saint either. Sporting boners every hour for no particular reason. All the blood rushing to her lower region became unbearable when she didn't take care of it. Kirishima kept reassuring her that it's natural for a man to get them a lot. But how much was too much?

He threw his hands up in the air and scoffs. "That's it? I just gotta jack off and then we're free from this curse?"

This is the part she dreaded the most. An uncomfortable heat flash roused up her face, a deep shade of red inching across her cheeks and nose.

"No. That's not what it means. We basically have to...ya know...," she paused mid sentence, too bashful to finish, desperately wanting Bakugou to put two and two together.

She shrunk in her position as the blonde narrowed his eyes at her.

"We have to fuck each other?" He profoundly acclaimed.

"Don't put it like that! But yeah, technically, we have to...help relief each other in order to switch back."

"If you wanted to jump my bones so bad you could've just asked." He leans back against the couch, arm draped lazily over the shoulder of the furniture, along with a playful smirk tugging up on the corners of his mouth. Y/N's blood ran cold when she felt the tiniest twitch down below. Her borrowed reproductive organ is betraying her!

"Do you want to be in constant pain till this all wears off? Or do you want to get this over with and never talk to each other again?" Y/N shuffled more towards the abrasive man, a strong tidal wave of anger rising within her.

"It won't matter because you always wound up in my presence anyway. Like a fucking pest that won't leave me alone." Without realizing it, Bakugou got up from his spot on the couch and marched over to Y/N, who at the moment looked like she was about to pop a blood vessel.

Another thing he hated about switching bodies was the fact that everyone towered over him, despite him being on his tippy toes. The woman in front of him acclimated his height, giving her the upperhand if they were to battle it out right now. If anything he could kick her shins at best.

"Whatever...I'm leaving," was all she said before storming off to the front door, grabbing her things along with her as she grew farther from him.

Katsuki's legs were moving on their own. His hand reached out and grabbed Y/N's forearm, halting her movements altogether. She's clearly enraged, thrashing her body back and forth to loosen his grip on her. He eventually grew tired of her stubborness and secured his grip on both of her arms, trapping her between the door and his body, producing a loud 'thump!'. Although he was in her body, he still carried his strength. In a matter of seconds, both Y/N and Bakugou were chest to chest now, their centers tapping aganist each other.  She averted her gaze to the floor, as if their shoes were more interesting than this whole shitshow of a dilema. Bakugou squeezed her shoudlers, a little too much for her liking, to gain her attention again.

"I didn't say no, did I?" he asked hotly, his warm breath hitting her collarbones. An ice cold shiver ran down her spine, causing her breathing to hitch. Bakugou noticed her sudden stiffness and began rubbing gentle circles into the tender flesh of her skin. "Hoho, someone's excited aren't they?"

Confused, Y/N furrowed her brows and backed up further into the wooden door. But her question was soon to be answered as she followed Bakugou's hungry gaze to the prominent bludge taunting from her pants. Betrayed once again by her unstable horniness!

"Guess I'm not the only one," she accuses once spotting the definite wet stain around Bakugou's crotch. He smirked at that.

"Take care of it then," his voice oozed of seduction and want, rewarding him another twitch in your tight pants. The libido was taking full effect now, any animosity they had before was thrown out the window. Past arguments also long forgotten. Their main priority at the moment was to experience the sweet relief of coming undone.

Y/N darted her hand down to the spot Bakugou needed attention from, and cupped his crotch with her abnormally large hand. Bakugou lets out a shaky exhale as her fingers danced around the sensitive area. One of her fingers moved instinctively, feeling how drenched he was in his panties, and rubbed the underside to get a better feel of the sex.

"You're so wet Bakugou," Y/N mused softly. She leaned forward, searching into Bakugou's eyes for any signs of him wanting this to end. But the pool of his irises were blown out, no tint of your original color in them anymore. "Do you want more?"

He nodded quickly, his hair bobbing up and down. Y/N chuckled and removed her hand from its previous position to the hem of Bakugou's shorts, teasingly toying the waistband. She slipped smoothly into his shorts, tickling him in the process, and toyed with the corners of his panties before moving them aside so she could have access to the thing she's been craving to touch. Wetness lathered up her fingers with just one swipe, causing Bakugou to purse his lips and shut his eyes tightly.

"Is Bakugou embarrassed? Are you mad that I have the upper hand now? After all those years of verbally tormenting me, you can't handle my simple touch?" She whispered dangerously close into his ear. During this, she couldn't tell if he was pissed or turned on. Maybe a mixture of both, but she took pride in his strained expression.

"W-Watch your goddamn mouth. Or do I need to shut you up myself, eh?" By shutting her up, he meant mirroring her exact ministrations. The petite hand of Bakugou's latched onto the zipper of her jeans, and impressively dragged it down in one swipe without getting anything caught. He reached into the tight restraints of her boxer briefs and pulled out the hardened dick. He clicked his tongue. "Not to sound like a narcissist, but you gotta admit, my dick looks pretty."

"Just shut up and jerk me off you asshole. I'm starting to see stars," She wasn't lying to speed up the process. Her body felt like it was on fire, including her dick. If Bakugou keeps stalling for the sake of punishing her, then he's going to be seeing white for days on end.

Bakugou tentatively began pumping her, his grip not too tight nor loose on the flesh. Y/N sighed in relief as he swiped his thumb over the slit, covering his fingers in her precum. Seeing that he's giving into her needs, she returned the favor by inserting her index finger inside, not allowing him to adjust once she massaged the velvety walls.

Bakugou arched into Y/N's body, panting harshly against her chest. "H-Hah fuck, slow down. Shit!"

"Take it like a champ, Mr.Dynamight."

"F-Fuck you."

Oh no. Probably shouldn't have patronized him, because Bakugou sped up his languid motions to pure vigorous jerking of the hand. A wave of pleasure shot up through her body, jolting backwards due to the intense sensation. Of course he's a pro at this. What isn't he good at?

Bakugou rested his head onto the crevice of your shoulder since he could only reach so far, and ghosted his lips on the skin, carefully restricting himself to not engage in kissing the area. While doing so, he cupped the underside of your balls, rolling them around in his small hands. They looked so big when being manhandled in her grasp. Y/N stifled her moans as he kept messing with them, all the while stroking her simultaneously. She felt him smile. The cheeky fucker! Two could play it at this game.

Y/N used one of her thumbs that weren't preoccupied inside Bakugou to massage the only place she knew that could make him cum in seconds.  Two fingers inside, one thumb attentively on the clitorous. It was enough to make Bakugou bite down on her shoulder, trying to prevent any moans from escaping his mouth.

"Moan for me Bakugou. I know you want to," she tried to persuade him with more strokes to the clit, occasionally pinching it with her unoccupied fingers. She can feel he was close. So was she. But she needed to coerce him into helping her to finish too. They need to be a team. "Say something Bakugou. Don't you want to cum? If you don't speak your mind I'm going to stop." She couldn't believe the words that were spewing from her mouth. Y/N has never dirty talked before. Nor has she gotten this far with anyone without freezing up. Definitely the libido effect.

Bakugou detached his teeth from her shoulder and stared deeply into her eyes. Pleading.

"Go faster. Please." The want and neediness in his voice said it all.

He indeed felt vulnerable and exposed right then and there when confessing his desire, but he couldn't care less. Her fingers inside him were heavenly. A mantra of ,"yesyesyesyesyesyes", left his throat as her ministrations didn't falter.

"Fuck! Keep going. Just like that- shit - just like that... yesssss." His moans were beautiful. Not because they sounded like hers, but the way how he vocalizes his pleasure made sense in the world. Every whimper or moan puts her closer to the edge.

"Are you- are you about to?" He asked quietly, as though he was afraid you might stop at any rate.

"Yes! So close, just keep stroking," it was difficult to form sentences after that, the build up tension in your stomach tightening like a ticking time bomb, making your pleads indecipherable.

But Bakugou didn't want to hear that. He wanted to her to say those three words of encouragement.

Make. Me. Cum

And then, as if his thoughts were broadcasted live, she snaked her hands into the locks of his hair and pulled him close to where the tips of their noses touched briskly.

In a small voice she whimpers out, "Make me cum, Katsuki."

Listening to her instructions, his grip tightened around the base of her shaft and began teasing the slit, never once averting his glare from her own. Y/N's legs turned into jello. It became harder and harder to stand any longer. She needed to release. She quickened her pace and brutally scissored his pussy, the erotic sounds of their wetness reverberating in the tiny apartment.

"Cum then baby. Cum for me only."

Baby

Next thing she knew a strip of white shot out from below, dirtying the hands of Bakugou's. Her body began to spasm. Katsuki didn't loosen his grip, the stimulation becoming unbearable at this point.

The coil within him loosened, the evidence of his climax coating her fingers, allowing his orgasum to reach its full potential.

The pair blacked out for a split second, but recuperated once the light hit their corneas again.

"Shit." "Fuck." "..." "..."

Silence. Then the realization hit.

"I'm staring at you and not me! It worked! Hallelujah!" Y/N exclaimed, feeling herself to make sure it wasn't a hallucination.

"Gross. You got cum all over my expensive shirt," he said, wiping away the white substance with his sleeve.

Both of them went into the kitchen to clean the after math. Bakugou would grunt occasionally in disgust, sponging away the grime. Y/N throughly washed her hands and towel dried them, thoughts stiffly empty and vexed. She broke the awkward tension.

"Well, I guess we should call Endeavor and inform him that we switched back."

He hummed in agreement.

"And we should probably exchange our things tomorrow or tonight, but preferably soon since we're going to be on duty again."

Another grunt.

"Don't worry about me mentioning this to anyone. We can just keep whatever happened minutes ago between us-

Bakugou cut her off entirely by smashing his lips against hers. Shell shocked by his action, Y/N kept her eyes wide open whilst Bakugou's were knitted shut. She laid her hands on his chest and shoved him away harshly, putting their distance at arms reach.

"Bakugou, what the hell? All of sudden you want to kiss me?" Y/N's face fell, contorting into a mixture of sadness and confusion. "You only kiss people you like. Not hate."

Bakugou moved towards Y/N slowly, a hint of a smile forming as he neared closer.

"And that's exactly why I did it, idiot," he proclaimed confidently, cupping the side of her face. The touch was so tender and gentle she forgot that it was Bakugou at first.

"You're toying with me, aren't you? The libido is probably still lingering. If you really liked me, then tell me the exact moment you did."

Without hesitation he said, "The first day of school. When you walked in."

Y/N slapped the hand from her face, her skin flushing red by his blunt confession.

"Stop lying. You were mean to me the first day of school. And every day after that. I don't think calling people a "weakling" or "stupid" constitutes as liking someone."

All he did was chuckle and continued scooting closer, eventually towering above her. She squirmed underneath him. She secretly missed having his height.

"You're absolutely stupid if you think I really meant any of that crap. I may have gone overboard on the whole berating thing, but that was just my way of pushing my feelings away, in hopes you'd improve better and not take shit from people like me."  

"Ya know, it's kind of hard to detect that when you were practically spitting on my face."

He leaned down and pecked a chaste kiss on the crown of her forehead.

"You can call me all the names you want later. Kick my ass if ya want, but for now let me make it up to you," he whispers before planting his mouth to hers again, only this time she didn't protest.

Heat swirled within her as she watched Katsuki's eyes flutter close, enriched in the moment to open them, and gripped the base of her neck to apply more pressure into the kiss. The man guided her as he moved his plushed lips ontop of hers, consuming the pretty noises she made. And my, were they absoultey rich coming from her.

I want to hear more, the selfish thought banged repeatedly inside his lust filled mind.

Y/N nervosuly closed her eyes shut when Katsuki's wet tongue prodded the entrance of her tight, lipped mouth. Letting him take full control, Katsuki managed to enter the strong muscle into her wet mouth and explored the canvernous place with such eagerness, such tenacity. Like he's been dying to do this for as long as his skillful mind can remember. Y/N found herself moaning as Katsuki grabbed her waist and forcefully collieded their bodies together, her soft breasts pressed up against his hard chest. Her perky tits put him in a trance, remincseing back to the day when first touched them, the guiltiness eating him up from the inside-out. Katsuki slithered one of his hands to the taunt boob and gave it a firm squeeze, causing Y/N to squeak out in embarrasement. They still feel fucking amazing in his hands.

"You're so fucking cute," he drew back from her, already out of breath. Everything was hitting him like a tsunami. He can finally admit to himself that he's been wanting this since they became co-workers. Hell, since the fucking beginning. Younger Katsuki would deem him as a horny loser who lost at his own game, but he wasn't a damn kid anymore.

"K-Katsuki...bedroom?" her hands found their way back into his crisp locks, futher egging him to comply. The small action made him moan.

"Fuck yes," Katsuki growled out and in a haste hooked his arms underneath the back of Y/N's thighs, hoisting her in the air to lead them into the bedroom they're both familair with.

Journeying to her bedroom became a difficult task. If only she'd stop giving his neck, the most sensitve spot out of his entire body, kitten kisses then he'd be plowing her back by now. He grew weaker by the second as the shy, acute kisses trandsitioned into full on sucking and biting. Not that he was complaining.

Katsuki threw her down onto the bed, unable to contain his smile when she hiccuped a chorus of giggles. God, even her giggles are fucking contagious. Strong arms scooped her up momentarily, bringing her to the center of the bed. Grazing her aching spot was Katsuki's growing buldge. Y/N circled her arms around his tiny waist squeezing him closely as Katsuki rolled his hips downwards to meet hers. She seized Katsuki's bicep, whimpering, and rythmically pushed her groin towards his, the tin material of her shorts scraping the surface of his jeans deliciously. His head dragged down to her collarbones, panting softly, wetting the skin from the condesation of his breath.

"I want you so fucking bad, please," he managed to choke out in between the continous grinding.

Gaining a newfound confidence, Y/N mimiced the way how Bakugou unzipped her when they were still in opposite bodies and peeled back his briefs till his inflamed member popped out, smacking his lower belly. He cursed under his breath noticing the immense amount of pre-cum leaking from the head. As much as she wanted to lick it all up, there were other things to tend to. She shimmied out from her skimpy shorts and crop top, not wasting any time for lingering touches. But Y/N caught a menacing glare in his eyes. His attention was focused on something else. Looking down, she saw that she was sporting a sheer laced bra with matching panties. She definitely doesn't remember having these in her personal closet.

"You bought me lingerie?" Y/N tried to sound unfazed at the thought of Katsuki willingly purchasing these pretty undergarments for her. That must mean he's seen her boobs!

"Yeah? So what if I did. Your sense of fashion is nonexistent. I pitied you that much to where I bought you shit with my own money."

His face was stern, scarily resembling the times he'd be bashing someone's head on the concrete during a bloody battle. But his eyes told a different story. She couldn't quite pin point the time or place when she witnessed the same gleaming spark in those vermilion orbs, but she felt safe and wanted all in one.

So she began teasing the straps of her bra, head still in disbelief that the blonde underneath her bought it, and let the material slip off her shoulder seductively. Bakugou's breathing quickened as he watched y/n toy with the next strap. He stopped her midway.

"No," his fingers were ironically cold.

"No?" She questioned him, awkwardly frozen still on his lap. His evident boner pushing up against her sex, making her wet even more.

Numbly, Bakugou pulled up both of the straps to her bra and chuckled lightly to himself.

"I wanna fuck you with this on. It's been on my mind since I bought it," he admitted out loud.

Y/N held back a moan, his words carrying so much weight to them all the while directing it straight to her drenched pussy.

Without saying a word, y/n left acute kisses on Bakugou's neck, trailing it down further and further till she reached the leaking head of his member. He became antsy as she wrapped her petite hand around the base, fingers tracing the topography of his veins. Y/N saw the desperate look on his face and took all of him in her mouth, holding in the breath of oxygen she took before doing so. Bakugou hissed, teeth clamping down on his bottom lip nearly ripping the skin apart. This feels way better and more appropriate. He prefers her wet mouth over her fingers any day of the week.

Y/N sucked in her cheeks, allowing herself to take more of his member. The tip of his head eventually hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag and choke due to the sudden pressure.

"F-Fuck. Holy shit, keep going," Katsuki begged, tears swelling in his ducts already.

The saliva from her open mouth created a natural lubricant, making it easy for her to bob her head up and down. Bakugou's ears picked up the erotic wet squelching sounds coming from her as she kept up the brutal pace, the noise alone making him want to come undone. The sight of y/n slobbering on his dick is now engraved in his head. He let out a wanton moan when she played with his balls, recalling the memory of him performing the same ministration on himself with her beautiful hands.

He can feel the familiar sensation spreading down below, his throat constricting as the stimulation of her sucking and licking becoming too much. Before she could continue, Bakugou reached over and lifted her head by her hair.

"I can't hold it in any longer. I need to be inside you now," his voice was strained to point where it came out as a whisper.

Pushing her back gently, Bakugou latched his mouth onto hers as he spread her legs wide apart. Revealing a canal of her wetness dripping from her panties to the inner thighs. Bakugou licked his lips hungrily. Mentally slapping himself for not tasting her before she gave him head. He'll make sure to explore that endeavor later.

Lips still locked, Bakugou tugged the bottom half of her laced panties aside, strings of her glistening wetness shimmering, and positioned himself at her aching entrance. The tip of his cock teased her folds, coating it even more. He agonizingly went in slow circles, occasionally slapping her clit with it. Y/N's arms were above her head, clutching the linen sheets in anticipation. Katsuki smirked against her lips at her wrecked expression.

"Bakugou please...," y/n pleaded with her full chest. She wants to know how it feels to be wrapped around him. To be one with him. "Don't hold back. Just fuck me."

Bakugou's eyes grew darker after the demand, pure lust taking control over his body now. He sheathed into her quickly without taking his eyes off of her face. A quiet whimper left her throat when he fully bottomed out. He checked for any signs of y/n looking displeased or uncomfortable, but he got his answer when he felt her legs wrap around his torso, pulling him in as close as possible. Bakugou basks in at the sight of y/n sucking him completely, her legs fully bent back in an awkward position. He decides to pull his cock halfway out. y/n whimpers due to loss of friction but gets rewarded seconds later when Katsuki rams his cock inside again, pushing all his weight onto her.

"Oh, fuck, Katsuki!," she whines, instinctively clutching her walls around him.

"You're so tight for me huh baby? Can't help but to clamp around this dick," Katsuki sneered while pumping tentative thrusts into her.

His hands clasped both of her thighs now, pulling her towards him, urging her to move in a harmonious dance with him. Finding somewhat of a rhythm, y/n fucked Katsuki back by rolling her hips, a synapse of heat exchanging between them. Sweat starts dripping down from the crown of his forehead onto the peaks of her breasts. Lost in thought, he tipped his head forward and lapped up the remains of his salty musk, tongue expertly twirling around the taunt nipple. Y/N mewled, hands searching - reaching - for anything to ground herself, settling on interlocking her fingers with Katsuki's nitroglycerin drenched hands. She titled her head and took a whiff.

Caramel and soap

A popping sound went off in her ears. Katsuki released her swollen tit only to look up with hooded eyes, his infamous smirk on full display.

"Open your mouth," was all he said before raising one of his fingers that she was so embarrassingly fixated on moments ago. When she didn't obey Katsuki grabbed her by the jaw and shoved not one, not two, but three fingers in her mouth. Like with his cock, she couldn't handle the intensified pressure in the back of her throat, gagging instantaneously.

"Atta girl. Just take my fingers like a good bitch. Oh? You like it when I degrade you huh? Don't lie, you tightened instantly when I said that." Katsukis pace sped up rapidly, pumping into her cunt like a madman, fingers still lodge down her throat. Each thrust left her shuddering for more, his hips meeting hers to create a loud song, the noise drowning out her muffled screams.

It became hard to see now, a tunnel vision of just a crimson glow. Soon she feels herself becoming light. Katsuki grew impatient and flipped y/n on her stomach, a tiny oof rocked out from her, and inserted his member back into her stretched out cunt.

Y/N yelps as Katsuki's cock hits the sweet spot - fresh tears flooding down her flushed face, babbling nonsense into her pillow.

She caves, sobbing, "yes, yes, ohgod. you feel so good. you're so fucking good -ah katsuki!"

Looming over her trembling body, the blonde slows his harsh thrusts to a savagely slow grind. He lowly chuckles watching her writhe and wiggle her body in desperation.

"You think you can just come that easy? Beg for me to let you come!"

Smack!

A harsh sting rattled her lower back, causing her to bite down harshly on her lip to avoid showing any pain.

"Such an asshole..." y/n huffed out, oblivious to the way how Katsuki was preparing for her next punishment.

Smack! Smack!

"Not good. Ask nicely for me to fuck this pretty pussy into the mattress."

More whimpers into the tear stained pillow.

"P-Please Katsuki..." she begins, frustration growing exponentially with every word. "Fuck me. I need your cock. I always needed your cock Katsuki. Make me scream out your name when I come!"

She didn't even have time to process what she said before Katsuki enclosed his hand around her throat, forcefully dragging her writhing body to his chest, cranking her head in a 90 degree angle. Cock still warming up her insides.

"That's my girl," he said before kissing her lips again, devouring the sweet noises she made.

Her neighbors were in for a long night. - Both of their bodies the next morning faced more damage than any crusade of a patrol. Bruises painted the outskirts of y/n's body, trailing from her thighs to the divots of her breasts. Katsuki paid no mind to it, seeing how he can make a bloody lip a trailblazer look.

Even though no one wanted speak much about the issue at hand - last night was a pivotal moment for their relationship.

Because y/n wouldn't be making a fresh batch of coffee for the Katsuki Bakugou in her kitchen right now.

Because Bakugou wouldn't be lounging by her washing machine, waiting for the timer to go off so he can put her bed sheets in the dryer.

They found themselves sitting comfortably in silence - the soft whipping of car horns outside her cracked window - Katsuki blowing on his coffee before taking a sip. It all seemed unreal to her. In any other circumstance they'd be at each other's necks by now, screaming nuisances in the air. She considers this whole ordeal a ruse. But it isn't. Thank god it isn't. Because Katsuki never looked calmer or relaxed in his entire life till now. And she wasn't going to bat an eye away from this ground breaking phenomenon.

Intently watching him drink from across the table, she ponders if Katsuki liked her from the get go, and maybe just disguised his feelings with disgust towards her later on. The question will go unanswered, possibly until he confides and tells the story himself, but for now she was content not knowing the what if.

"How did you know I like black coffee?" Katsuki asks, quirking up an eyebrow at her.

Y/N takes a long drag from her mug, indulging in the sweet taste of the caramel creamer.

She smiles and says, "I don't know. Just took a wild guess."

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