#pro hero bakugou x y/n

[mindless-existence1]

Thinking about Pro Hero Bakugo who's hates the paparazzi more than anything else, which is saying a lot. So when you guys are trying to grocery shop and and as you leave the store and paparazzi starts hounding you guys, he gets pretty mad.

He will have one strong arm wrapped tightly around your waist. He has his body moved in a way that covers you from the flashing camera and pushy people.

The paparazzi is yelling out questions and it's just pissing him off more. He tightens his grip and when you get to the car. "Dynamite! Dynamite! Is this a new girlfriend?" Someone yells out amongst the crowd.

Bakugo likes to keep your life out of the paper and that makes people get the wrong idea when he interacts with women.

This pushes him over the edge and he keeps his grip on you but faces the crowd of people. "Lizten up this is my wife you're talking about so show some respect before I make you. Now, back the fuck up and leave." He shouts at the people he'd call "extras".

For a minute the questions stop in fear and that's all he needs to get you to your seat and get to the drivers side. He turns on the engine and makes a quick get away. You can hear the shouting of paparazzi in the distance as you laugh.

He just tsks and puts a hand on your thigh as he drives away. "Damn extras getting in the way." He mumbles but looks over at you as you laugh with such a love sick expression. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Honesty I just think about Bakugo a lot.

Requests open pls send!

[thehouseofurmotha]

Shouto Tododoki who rlly like to spend money on you head cannons! Rlly short but I hope you like them!

• This man LOVES to spoil you. Seeing your face light up when he buys you something you've wanted is like the strongest drug to him.

• He's ready to drop thousands a day on whatever you want. Food? Ordered. A shopping trip? Put your shoes on and let's go. A spa day? He's reserving a 12 hour session for you at the best Spa Japan has to offer.

• He can struggle accepting physical touches, as well as struggle to express what he wants in words. So what he can't express that way he certainly can with his dad's credit card.

• Will drop a dress off that he saw you eyeing at the mall the other day, and bring you on the best date you've ever been on.

• it's very obvious that his main form of love is gift giving. Even though he spends a lot of money on you, he also likes to give you things he made, or found that remind him of you. And you accept them with the same grateful smile that you do anytime he gets you something's.

• so basically this man just wants you to be happy, and if buying you whatever you want can help do that, he's all for it.

I hope you enjoyed! requests are open for one shots and head cannons! Happy reading <3

[imagination-mess]

Reality Show: Pro Heroes Wives (Bakugou Katsuki Edition)

*Implied the Reader is on the heavier side. You can leave it up to your own interpretation of it. *

There is a reality show where pro heroes' wives are on television and paid to be there. It was juicy gossip and pure drama. There are two groups separated from one another. There is always shit hitting the fan.

This week's episode was Pro Hero Dynamight making headlines and fans tweeting on Twitter as the episode was aired. It was

The official account of Pro Hero Dynamight has liked fan edits of his wife with the SWING SWING SWING Audio.

#thegirlsarefighting #season2ofproheroeswives

DynaFan0123 tweeted Not Rika, the fashion designer trying to body shame [Name] during the pool challenge to only get humbled later. EMBARRASSING *Meme attached to tweet*

Earjackfan#01: [Name] left no crumbles behind.

It was clips of Pro Hero Dynamight's wife in a swimsuit swiping the floor of another Pro Hero wife, Rika. It was a battle stick challenge of trying to knock your opponent while standing on a pillar. It gets harder to not slip while wet. There are 3 rounds with a cycle of a fight.

Rika was knocked out of the pillar shamelessly and didn't even last a minute with you. It was embarrassing compared to everyone else who was doing it minimum lasted 3 minutes. You let her swing at you and fake out of falling off to only get smacked harshly to lose balance. It was the look in your eyes that were too similar grin of your husband across your face. She had no chance of winning because you didn't even give her a chance to do after the first round.

The other challenge was to feature the spiciest sauces across the nation. You were chosen for your team because of your relationship with Dynamight. The pro hero has his own restaurant being the number one spot for having the hottest, spiciest dishes that left the food critic having to buy a gallon of milk. He had also released his own line of the spiciest hottest sauces earlier this year.

Rika was again your opponent who was trying to redeem themselves after embarrassing themselves to only do it again. She challenges you to take on the spiciest sauce of wings to handle with grace. She couldn't handle it. She was dying, turning like a tomato, and coughing.

It had become a meme throughout the internet. Rika's reaction to the wings. You serve her a cup of milk with a smile, "Too spicy for you?"

You also mentioned one of Dynamight's sauces, "Crybaby is better than this." "Crybaby Sauce is better than this. It's spicy, but not spicy enough for me. I

You accidentally caused a trend to happen while making the restaurant blow up in popularity. People want to buy that certain sauce to try it themselves.

OfficalChargebolt tweeted: Rika was doomed from the beginning. [Name] is married to a man with a tongue of steel. *Attaches the classic meme of Pro Hero Dynamight's unbothered face next to Pro Hero Shoto and Deku is struggling to handle the spiciest.*

*Attaches another one of the unsatisfied faces of Pro Hero Dynamight with subtitles on, "I am disappointed." meanwhile in the background Pro Hero Deku is having a coughing fit on the ground, and Pro Hero Shoto chugging down a gallon of milk*

OfficalDynamight tweets underneath a thread of a meme, mentioning Crybaby is better the following: *attached link to crybaby sauce.* Leave me alone.

Pro Hero Deku Edition

Pro Hero Shoto Edition

Pro Hero Red Riot Edition

Pro Hero Eraserhead Edition

Pro Hero Hellfire (Touya) Edition

Pro Hero Mindjack Edition

Reality Show: Unmasked Pro Heroes

[orangeheliophile]

Babysitting

(Bakugou Katsuki x reader)

You offered to babysit triplets for a friend, but Katsuki wants your attention, and he wants it now. So it turns out you have to babysit four demons who are filled with attitude and chaos.

Warnings: Bakugou. Cursing, slightly suggestive?

Contains: Crack, fluff, mentions of marriage and having kids, Third year! Bakugou, reader is silly, and Bakugou is a ridiculous boyfriend. Mild making out, chaotic triplets, Bakugou is petty but clingy with reader.

"C'mon, handsome. It's time to let go."

Currently, your boyfriend, Katsuki, is clinging to you like a koala. Literally.

He has his legs wrapped around your waist, and his arms circled around your shoulders. His face is stuffed into your neck, while his fluffy spiky hair is shoved into your face. You would find him cute if you didn't have to leave in ten minutes.

A deep sigh leaves you, not being able to walk with your 5'11 boyfriend wrapped around you like a baby. Not to mention that he has stupidly big muscles everywhere, making him kinda heavy to carry.

Your hand playfully reaches to poke his cheek, to which he huffs in response and nuzzles his face into your neck. The action makes you flinch, as you're ticklish, so your boyfriend is basically torturing you.

"B-Babe! Stop!-"

The blonde scoffs, squeezing his arms and legs around you while pressing wet kisses onto the exposed skin on your shoulder. The sensation is ticklish, making you shiver as you feel your face heat up. Yeah, he's not getting off any time soon.

With a sigh, you place your hands under his thighs, hoisting him up as a surprised grunt leaves his lips. You hold him securely, rolling your eyes when his grip tightens and his head peeks at you with a 'you better not drop me or I'll kill you' look. Nonetheless, you carry him like a baby! He is a baby. Your stupidly ridiculous, heavy, grumpy, handsome baby.

Taking the first few steps is difficult, but you manage to waddle to your desk while carrying Katsuki with you. What does his mother feed him?! You extend your hand to grab your bag, struggling to do so as little grunts leave your lips. Katsuki rolls his eyes, unwrapping one of his legs around you to kick your bag farther away from you. Your eyes twitches in irritation, shooting him a glare as the blonde snickers and buries his face in your chest.

"I should abandon you in an alleyway."

"I'll fucking duct tape myself to your hip."

You sigh disappointingly, shaking your head to which your boyfriend hates. So the bastard licks your face like a dog instead.

You yelp, face scrunching as you drop your boyfriend onto the cold, harsh floor. Katsuki grunts loudly, rubbing his lower back while shooting you a lazy glare. "The fuck was that for?!" He grumbles.

You stare down blankly at your boyfriend, grabbing your bag forcefully as you lightly kick his rib while walking over him as if he's a rug. The blonde scowls, turning onto his stomach while grabbing your ankle with both hands, making you drag him across the floor.

Katsuki whines dramatically, his face sliding against the floor as you try to shake the heavy and bulky man off of you. "Quit trying to abandon me! Where the hell do you have to go anyway?!" He shouts, wrapping his arm around your leg so it makes you harder for you to leave him.

With a struggle and a few kicks towards him, you manage to grab the doorknob, a determined smile on your face as you glance down at your angry gremlin smugly.

"I'm going to babysit. And if you don't let me go, I'm taking you with me!"

Yeah, he's starting to regret acting like a fucking toddler.

Currently, you're handling three little children who are the reincarnation of tiny demons. But no, their just sweet little angels in your eyes.

Katsuki is worried that you're blind.

He's slumped onto the aqua colored sofa, arms crossed with a scowl on his face when one of the kids keeps clinging onto your hips while whining like a toddler. That's his fucking job.

One of the triplets, a girl named Aimi, is standing in front of Katsuki shyly. The blonde glances down at the small child from the corner of his eye. The young girl flinches, blush creeping up her cheeks as she tilts her head away with her hands behind her back.

Katsuki raises his eyebrow, huffing with a roll of his eyes before grumbling loudly. "What do ya want?" The girl smiles cutely in response, twirling side to side as she reveals the plastic princess tiara from behind.

No. Absolutely, no.

Katsuki's eyes widen, a scowl leaving his lips as he sits up straight on the couch. "There is no way in hell!-" You send a glare at him, having the other two children clinging onto you as you open their bags of veggies. Katsuki shuts up. He somewhat fears your wrath. That, he will admit.

With an exaggerated groan, Katsuki rubs his face with his hands, having a deadpanned expression while sending a glare to the little girl in front of him. "Fine! But don't you dare to that makeup crap with me!" Aimi gasps happily, having a wide smile as she grabs the blondes' hand and drags him to the small table.

The other two boys, Haruto and Dai, are clinging onto you like Koalas. One of them is wrapped around you like a backpack, while the other is sticking onto your legs. The two boys snicker seeing Katsuki having to participate in a tea party with the most dreaded look on his face.

You glance at the scene, unable to hide your laughter at the sights of your boyfriend wearing a pink tiara while barely being able to fit on the small plastic seat. The blonde snaps his head towards you, having an angry pout on his lips as his face turns a shade of bubblegum pink of embarrassment.

"Quit laughing at me!"

You snicker, giving a cheeky smile to your boyfriend as you place the veggie snacks onto the plastic table. "It's time to eat your veggies, Aimi." You smile, patting the girls head as she giggles in response. You glance at Katsuki slyly, a smug look in your eyes as you pass the plate of chopped up carrots and green beans to him. "You too, Kats."

The blonde glares at you, muttering under his breath as he takes the plate harshly and chomps onto the snack. The triplets giggle at the aggressive boys' misery, as Haruto sticks his tongue out at Katsuki while Dai clings onto you tighter.

Katsuki sends a glare to the boys, making them flinch as they hide behind you. Haruto, who has grown attached to you since you've arrived, hid his face into your neck as you carried him. This ticks your boyfriend off. Because he's the one who should be clinging onto you. His face should be stuffed into your neck! And he's supposed to be the one who's getting your God damn attention!

And you know this, because you send him a knowing smile while rubbing Harutos' hair. And Katsuki's jaw drops while his eye twitches.

That's the last fucking straw.

Katsuki huffs, and puffs, his lips pouty and his eyes filled with pettiness anger. The triplets look at him in concern, thinking he's about to explode when he- drops onto the floor.

You snort, rolling your eyes at his pettiness as he curls into a ball with his back facing you.

The triplets merely blink and shrug their shoulders.

Aimi walks over to the spiky haired blonde, poking his shoulder as she sighs and shakes her head. "Well, he's dead." She says, taking off her plastic tiara to put on her doctor coat. The boys grin, knowing what their sister is about to do as they hop down and grab the toy shovel and the fake surgical tools.

Your eyes widen in amusement, hiding your laughter with your hand as you sit down on the couch and watch them play with torture your boyfriend. Aimi kicks his leg with her foot, as the blonde doesn't respond at all and plays dead.

Haruto sneaks up from behind, peering down on your boyfriend as he scrunches his face in disapproval. He grabs the plastic shovel, thinking that he's going to pretend digging up the dirt, but instead, he smacks it onto Katsuki's head. Repeatedly. Just to make sure he's dead!

You laugh, watching the boy beat up your 'dead' boyfriend while Dai fake sniffles and Aimi throws flower toys onto Katsuki. You decide to play along, grabbing a kid-sized blanket and getting up from your spot. You make your way towards the triplets, tossing the blanket onto Katsuki as the blonde harshly grabs it and wraps it around himself.

"So dramatic." You sigh, rolling your eyes while chuckling when you hear a quiet growl leave your buried boyfriend.

You crouch down next to Haruto, whispering in the little boys' ear as a big smile grows on his face and nods happily. Haruto goes to tell his other siblings, whispering to each other as they snicker in agreement. Your eyes wander to Katsuki, poking your finger to his back to which he tenses up, yet doesn't respond. You huff, cheeks puffed out as you slowly make motions with your finger on his back. This soothes your boyfriend, watching him relax as he scoots closer to your touch.

Suddenly, he rolls towards your direction, hooking his arms under your knees as you yelp in surprise when he flips you both over. The blonde bastard sighs in content, snuggling his face into the plush of your thighs while wrapping his legs around your calfs. You deadpan, propped up on your elbows as you watch your boyfriend curl into your body. So immature.

The triplets stare at you both, Aimi giggling and fawning over your romance while Dai rubs his head in confusion. Haruto has his cheeks puffed out adorably angrily, crossing his arms with a huff as he glares at the blonde laying on your lap. Katsuki opens his eye, giving a smug smirk towards the younger boy while grabbing your hand and kissing it repeatedly.

You roll your eyes, hearing a dramatic gasp leave Haruto as the little boys' jaw drops in betrayal. "Y/n! Why is he kissing your hand? You said I was the one who could marry you!" The boy whines. Katsuki freezes, looking at you with wide eyes as you tense and gulp. You laugh awkwardly, rubbing the back of your neck while trying to create a distance between you and your boyfriend. "I can explain-"

"YOU SAID WHAT?!"

Katsuki sits up, eye twitching as he has his hands on either side of you. You blink, accidentally making eye contact with him as you can see the jealousy in his fiery gaze.

And at this moment, you realized it's time to leave.

You shove your boyfriend off, enough to get out of his grasp as you scramble onto your feet and start to run away. Katsuki scowls, pouting angrily as the thought of you agreeing to marry someone else infuriates him. Even if it was just to make sure a kid wasn't crying!

You race towards the couch, leaping onto the other side in order to escape your feral pomeranian haired lover. It doesn't work.

Katsuki chases after you, the triplets squealing and laughing as they watch his jump to the other side and land in front of you. You squeal, trying to get away, but the blonde scowls and scoops you up in his beefy arms. He sits criss crossed, making you sit on his lap while his arms are wrapped around your shins in order to keep you still. Your arms are pinned to your sides, making you unable to move as he huffs and presses kisses to your head.

Whining, you squirm in his grasp, wanting to get away, to which he grunts in disapproval. "Quit doin' that shit." He grumbles, squeezing you three times as a silent signal for 'I love you.'

Your heart softens at the gesture, starting to relax in his embrace as he sighs in content.

In his mind, this is where you should be. In his arms, showing each other affection and certainly not agreeing to marry anyone else.

But the triplets have other plans in mind.

The three look towards the couch curiously, knowing you both are sitting behind it as Haruto pouts and curls into a ball on the floor. Dai shakes his head disappointingly at his brother, patting Haruto's head as the other boy fake sobs.

Aimi looks towards her Haruto, getting an idea as she grins and runs over to shake her brothers shoulders. The little girl starts to whisper her plan, the other two listening in as they quickly nod in agreement.

Small feet pat against the floorboards, and the three of them scramble to where you two are sitting, all of them having eager smiles on their faces as they go behind the couch to tell you their great idea.

But they stop when they see Katsuki making out with you. On purpose. With the kissing noises and everything.

You're pressed against the wall, arm draped over his shoulder as your hand is pressed firmly against his chest, face red and too flustered to notice the triplets staring at you both in horror.

Katsuki opens his eye, having a smug glint as he smirks into the kiss while looking at the three, especially Haruto. He thinks he's so funny when he makes the kissy noises and roams his hands around your back.

Yeah, the triplets have seen enough.

Aimi squeals dramatically, covering her face with her hands in order to keep some of her purity. Dai gags, bending over as he scrunches his face in disgust when he sees Katsuki lick your mouth. Haruto, on the other hand, has had enough. As he stomps his way towards you both but Katsuki is quicker to react, placing his big hand on Haruto's face as the younger boy scowls and complains.

You're kinda getting embarrassed, so you attempt to pull away from Katsuki's lip lock, but he doesn't want to let you. He's having too much fun traumatizing the kids!

Whining, you place one of your hands on his neck, the other on his chest as you pull him away from you and try to squirm away. "My job is to babysit! Not to traumatize little kids!" You yell, slapping your boyfriends' head while he snickers.

"Oh really? Because that sounds like my job, peach-"

"NOT THE NICKNAME!!"

With a hard smack to the head, Katsuki releases you, groaning in pain as he holds his head in his hands and falls back onto the floor. The blonde scowls, trying to trap you with his legs, but you're quicker to escape his leg lock.

Haruto snickers at the blondes' pain, rushing towards you as he clings onto your side. The younger boy wraps his arms around your neck, whispering in your ear as you listen attentively. You grin, patting the childs' head as you turn and deadpan to your boyfriend.

"Time out, Katsuki. Go to the corner."

His jaw drops in offense, making a silly scrunched up face as Aimi and Dai giggle. "What do you mean 'time out'?! I'm your boyfriend!-" He gasps dramatically when you scoff and cross your arms. You stand on your feet, picking up Aimi as you both point to a corner behind the play room area. Right behind the toy kitchen.

Katsuki scoffs, rolling his eyes as he stands and stomps to the corner dramatically, making the kids giggle of how dramatic and funny he is. You snicker, a smile on your face as you wonder if he's doing this on purpose. Could it be he wants to entertain the triplets?...

With a dramatic groan, Katsuki slumps onto the floor, facing the corner while hugging his knees. The triplets snicker, as Katsuki whines exaggerated and starts to complain. "This is so boring. Can't I do something else?" You grin, shaking your head while crossing your arms. "Nope." You reply, making sure to pop the 'p' as your blonde groans out loud.

You huff out a laugh, holding onto your stomach when Katsuki starts to whine and complain that he's so hungry. The triplets laugh along with you, and little do you know that Katsuki has a small smile on his face when he sees a glimpse of your precious, beautiful smile. Mission accomplished.

"Geez, I'm hungry. I could sure as hell go for some..." Katsuki pauses, turning his head to the side as he gives you a mischievous grin while wiggling his eyebrows. "... Peaches."

Your smile slowly falls, the wires going on on your brain as your eyes widen in horror at the realization. Katsuki chuckles darkly, taking a knee as he presses his fingertips onto the wooden floor. Gulping, you take a few steps back, as Katsuki sits up. "Katsuki, no." Your boyfriend smirks, taking a step closer while staying low to the ground. "Katsuki, yes."

You try to run away, but it's too late.

Katsuki leaps towards you, making you squeal dramatically as he scoops you up in his arms and carries you like a baby. You burst out in laughter, feeling your boyfriend slightly lift up your shirt as he blows raspberries onto your stomach. The triplets squeal and laugh, finding you both entertaining as Katsuki pretends to 'eat' you.

"Dang, who knew you were so delicious, peach?" Katsuki teases, lifting you up bridal style while burying his face in the plush of your stomach. You cackle, kicking your feet as you try to avoid his endless torture. "Hah!- Wait!- I c-can't-" You're unable to speak, giggling and laughing as your boyfriend twirls you around in his arms.

He snickers, peering towards you as his cherry red eyes hold a certain emotion in them, adoration. It's hard to miss with how much his pupils are dilated.

Dai laughs, wanting to help you as he tackles Katsuki's leg and clings to it. The blonde yelps in surprise, a smirk growing on his face as Aimi soon joins after. "Hey! Knock it off, yoy little brats!" The kids giggle, Dai sticks his tongue out while Aimi laughs and shakes her head. "We're not brats!" She retorts, stomping her foot while clinging onto Katsuki's other leg.

Your pomeranian haired lover raises his eyebrow, a playful smile on his face as he squeezes you in his arms, making you giggle. "Oh really? You sure about that? Could've sworn there were some little monsters bothering me earlier."

Aimi squeals, smiling and giggling while Dai puffs his cheeks out and pouts. Haruto huffs, standing on the top of the couch unknown to Katsuki. The boy smirks mischievously, extending his arms out as he jumps onto Katsuki's back.

The blonde grunts, playfully glaring at the younger boy as Haruto snickers and clings onto Katsuki's back like a koala.

Right now, Katsuki has his hands full. Yet it doesn't seem so bad. The kids are having a fun time, and you're happily in his arms while smiling. And although Katsuki would never admit it, it starts to make him wonder. Is this what having a family with you would be like? If it is, he isn't entirely against the idea of having a billion brats running around the house.

"I want ice cream!"

"Hey, me too!"

"Y/n! Y/ns' boyfriend! Can we get ice cream!?"

Yeah, maybe he should think about it first.

Years later, you and your husband Katsuki are sitting on a bench at the park.

It's a warm, sunny day, filled with laughter and joy as your children are having fun on the playground. You both are the top pro heroes, having saved many lives and living in a big house for your growing family.

Katsuki has his arm wrapped around you, wearing casual clothes as he places his warm hand on your baby bump. You're pregnant for the sixth time. Like I said, you've been busy.

You smile at him, playing with his fluffy hair as it has grown longer, similar to his mother's. He sighs in content, nuzzling his head against yours while practically having you pressed up against him. He would prefer having you on his lap, but then your kids would want to go on a dogpile. And he doesn't want that since you're pregnant, and he's always way more clingy and protective when you are. He basically suffocates you way more than usual.

You gaze at the scenery, and the bright blue sky is beautifully paired with the vibrant flowers and grass. The sun makes everything seem brighter, and he thinks it makes you look radiant under its golden rays.

"So, do you think that babysitting all of those years ago prepared you for this?" You tease, a smile on your lips while you point to your many kids playing on the park. Your husband huffs out a laugh, a toothy grin showing as he presses kisses to your forehead. "Probably. If it wasn't for my clingy ass, I might not have thought that kids could be fun little monsters." He responds, his voice deeper and more husky as the years had gone by.

You nod in agreement, laying your head on his shoulder while tracing circles on his thigh, another one of the many gestures of affection you both share. "Aimi says she can babysit for the twins on Friday and that Dai has some free time to hang out with the triplets for the weekend." You smile, finding it amusing how the kids you used to help babysit for are now babysitting your own children.

Katsuki hums, bumping his nose against your cheek while rubbing your baby bump affectionately. "Ya know, they might need to make more time to babysit if we keep having kids." He smirks, giving you a mischievous look as you snort and shake your head.

"We only keep having kids because you lack self-control."

"It's not my fault, mamas. You're too irresistible-"

You blush, snickering at your husbands' flirting as Katsuki smirks in victory. He laughs a bit, pulling you closer so you're practically sitting on his lap. Placing your hand on top of his, you play with his fingers, turning your head to kiss his cheek to which he blushes in response. Even after all of these years, you both manage to fluster one another.

"You know, Haruto could help me take care of our younger kids while you take our teens to UA." Your husband scoffs, raising his eyebrow as you snort at his pettiness. "Yeah, right. We both know how the little bastard kept trying to steal ya from me all those years ago." He pouts, making you coo and caress his cheek lovingly.

"Oh, don't be such a grump. Haruto's grown up, and I'm sure it was just an admiration or something." You reply, finding it amusing how protective your husband can be. Even if it's been about 15 years.

Katsuki rolls his eyes, about to complain more, but stops when you scratch his stubble with his fingers. His eyes flutter, drowning in the sensation as he leans his cheek into your palm, urging you to continue while placing your hand into his hair to play with. You giggle, smiling while playing with the fluffiness of his spiky hair as he imitates a cat purring with a lazy grin on his face.

"You're adorable when you're grumpy." You say, letting out a squeal when he blows raspberries at your face. You burst into laughter, shoving his face away much to his disapproval, making him bring you closer so you're now chest to chest. You giggle, feeling him rub his cheek against your face while having his arms wrapped around you.

Katsuki huffs, rubbing your baby bump as the baby kicks against his hand, making him smile as you gasp in delight.

"She loves you!"

"Of course she does. Why wouldn't she?"

You shrug your shoulders, looking down at your baby bump as you whisper to him loudly. "She says that you sweat too much when we cuddle." He scrunches his nose, jabbing his fingers into your hips which makes you giggle and squeal.

"Hah? Is that so? Are you sure this is our baby talking and not you?" He deadpans. You nod proudly, pinching his cheeks so his teeth bare at you. "Yeah, she told me that. She also says that you're bad at flirting-"

Katsuki gasps dramatically, putting a hand on his heart as you laugh at his fake betrayal. You roll your eyes, a happy smile on your face as you kiss him all over his face as an apology. Your blonde hums in satisfaction, holding you tightly in his arms as his cherry red eyes gaze right into yours.

He leans closer, his lips brushing against your ear while his cherry red eyes stare intensely into yours. Your heart skips a beat, feeling his warm breath against your face as his hand squeezes your hips three times.

"I love you." He whispers, peppering kisses onto the side of your face as you smile and blush. A giggle escapes you. The fact that your husband is just Bakugou Katsuki makes you feel like a schoolgirl again. "I love you more, baby."

The blonde scrunches his face, getting up in your personal space as his face is pressed up right in front of yours.

"Nuh uh."

"Yuh huh."

"Nuh uh."

"Yuh huh!"

"Nuh, uh!"

In order to shut him up, you cup his face, to which he responds by smashing his lips onto yours.

You may have one this round, but he'll definitely win the next one. Do you know why?

Because he's Bakugou Katsuki. And he loves you. But he's definitely not babysitting some of his kids. They're too crazy and feral. Even for him.

I am currently working on a request for @real-hot-grl-shi, so this is a little treat for the meantime! I'm always happy to write fics for you guys if you have any requests! Sorry if it's bad, btw.

[phant0mth1ef]

you’re a part time lover & and full time friend.

-

- hated anything having to do with general studies students moving to the hero course, especially that mind control “freak” (in his own words) but you were the exception because according to him you fought for your spot during the sports’ festival when you had to go up against bakugou himself.

- would often talk to you on your way to class in the morning after he’d found out that you and him both had a few common interests. but don’t get me wrong, he’d never start the conversation. he’d walk next to you huffing and puffing until you acknowledged him.

- found himself sending you tiktoks that he thought you’d like, like a new katsudon spot, different tofu recipes. but he’d always just add a comment saying “since you mentioned this stupid shit the other day.”

- he didn’t think he’d ever see the inside of your dorm room, but you’d invited him in to gossip about the blooming relationship between hatsume and iida. and although he’d just scoff and roll his eyes, he listened to every single word you’d said.

- would learn new information about kirishima and ashido and would instantly text you asking you to come over or asking if he could come over because he just had to say it in person.

- has once found you asleep in his own dorm room after training because you claimed his mattress was comfier.

- refuses to let the rest of the class know that you’re friends. but obviously you told the girls and he told kirishima. also would occasionally invite you out to eat with him and kirishima.

- one time you asked him to tutor you and he just shut the door in your face because you were already number 3 in the class academically and he refused to fall behind you more than he already was.

“can you tutor me, ‘suki? i wanna get ahead of iida. i can’t take anymore of his remarks. he doesn’t even know how condescending they are!”

“what rank are ya?”

“3.”

“get out of my face.” and with that, the door closed. leaving you to study alone.

- he eventually joined you in the library, muttering about how he won’t tutor you but at least you didn’t have to study alone.

- eventually you two ended up having the same dynamic as monoma and kendo, you’d frequently apologized to your classmates for your friend’s crude behavior.

- swore that he couldn’t stand you but would frequently seek you out anytime a class assignment required partners because “he didn’t trust anybody with his grade but you were a safe gamble.”

- when you’d both debuted as pro heroes, he called you spouting out curses, (that you knew he didn’t mean), because your approval rating happened to be higher than his.

- when he eventually did ask you out, he’d made you tonkotsu ramen, a meal that you told him you liked only once. back in first year.

- that’s when you knew you wanted to marry him, it may have only been the first date, but he’d listened to every word you’d ever said.

- when you got married, you’d kept it on the low. girls would go up to him asking for his number and he’d say “my wife wouldn’t like that.”

- LOVES theme park rides, was even more ecstatic when he found out you loved them too. he screams like a baby on the roller coasters, but you scream too.

- would definitely gossip about people he saw while working, and your kids even say that you two are so friend like that they don’t believe you’re actually married.

[peachsukii]

Tidal Wave

『♡』 pro-hero fem!reader x pro-hero bakugo ♡ katsuki bakugo masterlist ♡ summary: a horrible accident occurs while reader is on patrol for the night. when she's released, she runs to bakugo's apartment for support tags & warnings: loss of parent, failed rescue, trauma, angst, emotional comfort, fluff a/n: in my head, katsuki would be a very supportive BF who would comfort you after a bad day in any way he could, especially when it comes to losing people on the job. it's never easy and heroes need care, too!! ꒰ Ao3 version | word count; 1,454 ꒱

Getting ready to head out for a short night shift, you text Bakugo to let him know you're safe. He's always worried whenever they schedule you super late, especially by yourself.

[you] i'm heading in now, want me to text you when i'm home? might be late [kat] yes, don't care. if i'm up or not, i'll at least know you got home safe [you] okay, love you [kat] love you too

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Time of death; 12:05AM.

The rain pelted against the neoprene material of your hero suit as you stood with the paramedics.

“Y/H/N?” One of them called to you. “We need your report on the incident.” She waited beside you with a clipboard, her paperwork growing damp with each raindrop.

─── A normal late night patrol, you’d been walking a dimly lit street on your route when a small child came running up to you, latching on to your leg. She couldn’t have been more than 8 years old.

“Excuse me! Miss hero!” She sniveled as she buried her face against your thigh, clutching your suit in her tiny palms. She was shaking like a leaf - covered in, what you presume, is mud.

You slouch over, a gentle hand on her head. “What’s wrong, little one?” She looks up at you, her eyes the color of sapphires.

“My mommy is in trouble! I tried to help her, but…please miss hero, come with me!”

Her dainty fingers grab your hand and pull you in the direction she came from. A few minutes down the road, you see an older woman on the riverbank. She’s face down, it’s hard to see without direct light what exactly happened. You’re jogging over to her with the little girl by your side.

“Sweetie, can you tell me what happened?” You ask the child.

She wipes a dribble of snot on the back of her hand. “Mommy and I were walking over there,” she points to the nearby bridge. “And she fell over into the water!”

”You’re very brave to come find help,” you praise, giving her a pat on the back. “Let’s get your mommy away from the water while I call my friends to help.”

While waiting for the rescue crew to arrive, you cautiously move the mother further away from the edge of the river. Suddenly, she begins to seize, catching you off guard. She’s gasping for air, flailing her arms around with tears pricking the corner of her eyes. You roll her on her side, rubbing her back as you see the lights of the sirens coming over the bridge.

Come on, come on, get here faster!

The ambulance pulls up on the pathway and 3 paramedics dispatched from all sides. They’re running up to you, yelling, “Clear the way!” You take the little girl’s hand and guide her up the riverbank to the ambulance.

“She’s been poisoned! Grab the siphon kit, stat!”

As chaos is brewing all around, rain begins to patter against the grass outside. You’re wiping mud off of the little girl’s face as you hear, “We’re losing her!”

You place your hands softly over her ears, turning to the paramedics as they’re attempting to revive her mother.

Please, no...

"Is my mommy going to be okay?" the little girl asks sheepishly. You can't answer her, you just nod your head and smile the best you can. You have to keep a brave face for her.

Then, you hear the dreaded noise.

* Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep *

Your heart drops, sinking into your stomach as you squeeze your eyes shut. Everyone in the vicinity is holding their breaths collectively. The paramedic with the respiratory machine wearily gets to her feet.

"Mark the time of death as 12:05AM."

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You’re on autopilot, shoving your emotions deep down as you recall the events of the night to the paramedic for her report. You can't emote right now, you have to pull it together until you can leave.

"The child will be brought into protective custody until we find a relative. Thank you for your service, Y/H/N. You're free to go - we'll take it from here."

Before leaving the scene, you take one last glance over to the small girl. She's under a blanket in the back of the ambulance, staring blankly into space.

It breaks your heart.

───

You're sprinting, faster than your legs can carry you, through the downpour as you approach Bakugo's apartment complex. What time even was it? Last you checked, almost 12:30AM. He's gonna be pissed when you wake him up.

You needed him, now more than ever.

You round the corner of the third floor and skid to a stop at his door, soaking wet, leaving a puddle onto the hallway floor. You can hardly breathe as you knock, praying he's either still awake or won't be frustrated.

Fuck, I should have just called.

To your surprise, Bakugo answers the door after only two knocks. His expression shifts violently from annoyed to worried when he sees you standing there, immediately pulling you inside and shutting the door.

"What the fuck happened Y/N?!" he asked, more so demanded.

You can't hold it together anymore - you crumble into his arms, sobbing hysterically. His t-shirt absorbs the waterfall of tears you're crying, inconsolable against his chest as he's supporting your weight.

He runs his hand through your bangs, brushing the wet strands away from your face.

"Shh, hey, it's alright," he whispers, stroking your wet hair. "Any louder and you're gonna get me a noise complaint."

You let go, realizing that you've made a mess of his entryway and his t-shirt. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't -"

"Y'don't have to explain shit. Now let me get you out of that before you catch a cold."

Bakugo spins you around, tugging at the zipper of your hero suit harshly. The skin-tight bodysuit under the rest of your gear loosens, letting him slip his hands inside and peeling it off of your cool skin. You didn't realize how cold you were until this moment, shivering beneath his touch. Your suit crumples onto the floor, along with the rest of your accessories, leaving you in your underwear.

He tenderly grabs your shoulders, pushing you toward the bathroom. Little droplets of water fall from your damp hair as he's leading you down the hallway.

Before you know it, steams is rolling out of the shower as Bakugo is stripping himself down to get in with you. He soothes you as he takes the rest of your clothes off, guiding you into the shower with him. He puts you under the water first, rinsing your body with the hot water to warm you back up.

As the water cascades around the two of you, he's stroking your back, eliciting the remainder of your emotions to come pouring out. A quiet sob escapes you as you try to explain yourself.

"I...I couldn't save her," you start to say, hiccupping between your words. "Her daughter was...she was just a kid...I couldn't help her mother."

Bakugo kisses your forehead. "I'm sorry, baby. I figured that was the case." He continues to wash your hair and body, peppering you with kisses and letting you cry out the feeling. He knows all too well how you feel - the first time you lose someone you're protecting on patrol hurts a fuck ton, no matter the circumstance. It never gets easier.

Once you're all cleaned up, he steps out of the shower first to grab towels. He hands you one as he exits the bathroom, muttering just a sec under his breath. Not more than a minute later, Bakugo returns with a handful of his clothes for you.

"Arms up, buttercup," he playfully sings as he throws the t-shirt over your head, ruffling it at the hem to get it to fit over your physique. He kneels to the floor, a pair of his boxers stretched out for you to step into. You oblige as he yanks them up your legs and comfortably settles them on your hips.

You shuffle your feet in place, slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry for making such a mess, Kat. I didn't know what else to do in the moment."

He cups your cheek in his hand. "Idiot, y'don't need an excuse to come to me. You should know that by now."

Bakugo takes your hand in his, leading you out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. He tucks you under the covers first and settles in behind you, immediately wrapping his arms around your midsection.

"I'll wash your suit for you tomorrow," he says hushed, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. "I love you, baby."

"I love you too, Kats. Thank you."

Just a quick little blurb 'cause I wanted to write Katsuki being sweet without hesitation. :)

Divider by : @/saradika

[serotonins-stuff]

He snapped at you during an argument ~bnha

(post argument)

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~Bnha boys

~Includes : Bakugo, Izuku, Todoroki ,Denki , Sero, Kirishima, Hawks, Aizawa,Shigaraki ,Dabi

~warnings : just fluff

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Class 1A

Bakugo

Regrets everything he said after having some time to cool down

Decides to get you food he can give you as an apology

"Listen.... I didn't mean what I said before"

If you're still being pouty he'll offer pick you up and put you on the kitchen counter, hold your hips and tell you to forgive him already

Izuku

Apologizes immediately

Gets frustrated with himself for losing his cool

Mumbles incoherently

"I'm sorry, you didn't deserve that"

Holds and rubs your arms soothingly while he apologizes.

Shoto

Gives you a bit of space to try and figure out the best way to apologize

Might even ask Fuyumi for advice.

"That was out of line, I'm sorry"

holds your hands in his to look down at your face while he apologizes

Sero

Immediately realizes he messed up and curses himself out about it.

Gives himself a pep talkin the other room before apologizing to you

"Ok, you're gonna go in there and apologize to her for being a douche ok?" he says while looking himself in the mirror.

"I shouldn't have said that....I'm sorry"

Cradles your face with one hand while the other stays on your hip

Denki

Puts his face in his arms while resting on the bed

"What am I doing?" he'll groan with frustration

Nervously stands in the bathroom wandering if you even want him around anymore

"I just,-I"

Fumbles with his words and hand movements nervously.

"I'm sorry"

Kirishima

Apologizes right after saying those words

"I didn't mean that.....I just"

Might even get teary eyed thinking about hurting your feelings

"I'm so sorry"

Gives you a big hug and cuddles you afterwords

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Pro hero's

Hawks

Sighs deeply while craning his ead at the ceiling, closing his eyes shut and ruffling his hair.

His wings droop at the thought of you being mad at him.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you like that"

He looks at you with such hope that you can't even stay mad at him forever.

Hoists you up by your thighs and nuzzles his face into your neck.

Aizawa

Trys to cheer you up

Makes you a coffee with smiley face marshmallows

Kisses the top of your forehead

"Im sorry for the way I acted"

Definitely rubs your back slowly while sitting you on his lap

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Villains

Shigaraki

Genuinely thinks you'll leave him

Puts on your favorite multiplayer game so you can play together

Holds you by the waist

"Im sorry about earlier"

Dabi

Takes a long time to apologize but realizes he might lose you if he doesn't

Sits you on his lap if you're still pouty

Rubs you back, while you lay your head on his chest

"Look, I'm sorry alright?"

[sophrosynesworld]

Betrayal (Pt. 2)

part one: You find your Pro-Hero boyfriend rummaging through your office.

“Do you need anything else, ma’am?” The rhythmic clicking pauses momentarily as I look up towards the doorway. My fingers rest on the keyboard, stopped mid-sentence.

“Oh no,” I sigh, pushing my chair backward and reaching for my jacket. “Is it late already?”

“Yes, ma’am.” My assistant glances at her watch, clearing her throat. “It’s 11:30pm, the last train runs at 12.”

I pull out my wallet and hand her a few bills. “Grab something to eat on your way home.” Noya shakes her head, refusing my money. “I couldn’t possibly accept that. You pay me very well, ma’am.”

I roll my eyes, forcing the bills into her hand and closing her fist around them. “You'll be doing me a favor,” I laugh softly, shaking my head in amusement, “I have nothing else to spend it on.”

Noya smiles, offering a slight bow. “Thank you, ma’am.”

We say our goodbyes as we walk towards the lobby. I wave her farewell before locking the main door. Footsteps echoing through the still office as I retrace my steps, resuming the casework I had already begun.

It's been a week since Bakugo blew up our lives, and I’ve thrown myself into work, trying to drown out the confusion and anger swirling inside me. I’m not sure which is worse: my father being accused of being a crime lord or my loving, doting partner using me for intel. I rub my dry eyes before readjusting my blue light glasses.

A sudden flicker pulls my attention away from the screen. The overhead lights flicker a few times before deciding to settle. I frown, glancing around the room. "Please don't do this to me." Mutters come from under my breath as I return to my paperwork.

Another series of flickers start and this time, the lights don't come back on. My screen plunges into darkness. My eyes take a moment to adjust, the faint glow of city lights dimly light my office space.

"Hello?" My voice echoes in the silence. No answer. I grab my phone, using its flashlight to navigate through the cluttered office. "Mr. Matsumoto?" I call out for the night guard, who doesn't respond. I hurry past the lobby, taking a quick left. I pass a few rows of cubicles, each one dark and deserted. Finally, I find the right door, its frosted glass panel dimly lit by the emergency exit lights.

The hairs on the back of my neck stand up, a familiar tingle of unease creeping over me. I reach the box and open it, frowning at the switches.

"Dammit," I whisper, about to flip them off and back on when I hear a sound behind me. Footsteps. Slow, deliberate.

I spin around, phone held up like a weapon. The light catches on a familiar silhouette, and my heart skips a beat. "Katsuki?"

He steps forward, the harsh lines of his face illuminated by the dim glow. Bakugo's eyes are hard, his jaw set. "We need to talk."

My grip tightens on the phone. "Breaking into my office isn't exactly the best way to start a conversation."

He doesn't respond for a moment, quickly closing the distance. "Will you talk to me about this?"

"I'm not allowed to talk with you. You need a lawyer present."

"Oh, fuck off. You're a lawyer," Katsuki seethes, his fists tightening by his side. I shuffle backward, countering his advancements.

"I'm not your lawyer, Mr. Dynamight."

"Don't be like that."

"You're accusing my father based on flimsy evidence. You illegally accessed confidential information that puts me in hot water. You didn't even trust me enough to tell me the truth."

Bakugo's expression darkens as he stops in place. "You think this is about trust? We have the same evidence. He's not who you think he is."

I shake my head, taking a step back. "And you think breaking in here is going to make me believe you?"

Katsuki's eyes flare with anger, lashing out and throwing a binder off of the shelf. "I'm trying to protect you!"

"Protect me? By invading my family and lying to me? By pretending to love me?!"

He steps closer, and I can feel the heat radiating off him. "You’re so blind! You think this is just about you? Someone else is going to die."

"Don’t you dare turn this on me." I scream at him, my hands landing on his chest, pushing him backward. "This is about you not trusting me. About you lying to me... you threw years of my life away!"

Bakugo's hands clench into fists at his sides. "Every second I spent with you was worth it. I loved every moment of our life together."

"Get out," I say, my voice shaking. "Now."

Instead of leaving, Bakugo takes another step forward, backing me against the wall. "Tell me you love me."

"You're crossing a line, Bakugo," I warn, my heart pounding in my chest. "You need to leave."

He places his hands on either side of me, trapping me in place. "You think I want to do this? You think I wanted to hurt you? I can't stand by and watch you get hurt because you’re too stubborn to see the truth."

I try to push him away, but he's relentless. His left hand grips my hip, while his other hand traces my face. "You have no right," I hiss. "No right to come here and make demands. To implode my entire life from the inside."

His eyes soften for a moment, just a flicker, before the hard mask slips back into place. "I was doing my job. I'm a hero."

"Not to me," I counter, tears of frustration stinging my eyes. "You're a monster, Katsuki."

"For fuck's sake, you always have to be so damn stubborn!" Bakugo's voice rises, echoing off the walls. Katsuki lets go, his feet retreating. "You can't see past your own pride to realize that I'm trying to save you!"

"My pride? You're the one who's so full of yourself you think you can just barge into my life and dictate what's right and wrong!" My voice matches his, anger bubbling over.

"I'm trying to save you from him!" He shouts, fists trembling. "If you can't see that, maybe you're just as blind and naive as everyone says!”

"Get out, Bakugo! Just get out and don't come back!" My words are sharp, cutting through the air between us.

Bakugo takes a step back, his face twisted with anger and hurt. "Fine. But don't come crying to me when your perfect little world comes crashing down." He turns on his heel, storming out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Part 3:

Author's Note: A few people asked for a second chapter. I hope you like it!

[ghostxrose]

Dance With a Demon | Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

Summary ~ You thought it would be just another night at work until your eyes met the crimson ones of Pro Hero Dynamight..

Tags/Warnings ~ Minors DNI, NSFW 18+ Content, Charaters are in their 20s, FemStripper!Reader, P in V, unprotected sex, porn with some plot, oral sex, face riding, multiple orgasms, creampie, WC 9k, idk what else to tag

Note ~ Hello Lovelies! I hope you all enjoy this spicy lil fic i've got for ya here! I'm still not all that good at writing smut stuff so don't expect too much of me, haha. I do want to give a quick thank you for all of the hype I got for this fic from my Sneak Peek post, so thank you Lovelies! Anyway, I'll let all you fiends get to reading! <3

You let out a heavy sigh as you stare at the back door to the nightclub you work at from the driver’s seat of your car. You weigh the pros and cons of going inside and clocking in for your shift while you sip on your first Red Bull of the night. It’s not that you hate your job or your coworkers, it’s just that feeling that everyone gets before walking into work. That feeling of “ugh, I wanna go back home and be lazy” that settles over you until you shove it away and force yourself to get out of your car. With your bag slung lazily over one shoulder you lock your car, then head for the door that you’ve been dead-eyeing on and off for the last 30-ish minutes.

Once inside the nightclub, you make your way to your dressing room. The bass from whatever song whoever is on stage right now has chosen thumps through your eardrums and chest. You absentmindedly nod your head to the beat as you enter your dressing room. You close the door behind you and lock it, then walk over to the vanity. Setting your bag down, you grab the tablet sitting at the corner of the vanity countertop from its charging port and sit down. You log into the nightclub’s app and clock in before clicking the “songs” tab within the app.

Once it loads up you scroll through the list of suggested songs but none of them really call out to you or feel right for the vibe you create when you get on stage. You tap the search function then get to typing and looking up songs to add to your list for your sets tonight. As soon as you’ve lined up a pretty nice selection of six songs you submit the list, then shut the tablet off and begin prepping yourself for your first set.

You touch up your makeup and loosely curl your hair. After laying out both outfits you brought for tonight, you decide to flip a coin to see which one you should wear first. Heads is for the lacy dark purple bra and thong set with a pair of black open-toed stilettos - simple but still a favorite amongst crowds. Tails is for the slightly more intricately designed deep wine colored bralette and g-string set with dark red cross strap, heeled sandals - another crowd favorite because of the way it’s slightly more.. sheer as far as materials go.

You toss the coin into the air with a small but knowing smirk because you know that it really doesn’t matter what outfit you wear. What people really show up for are the feelings of dark attraction that the physical traits of your Quirk stirs up inside them. Attraction that makes them feel as if it’s taboo or maybe even dangerous to tamper with, but they enjoy the thrill either way.

Your Quirk is called Hellspawn, but you’ve never viewed it in a negative light. Your Quirk is the product of generations of similar Quirks possessed by both sides of your family. You’ve been taught your whole life to be proud of your Quirk and its traits, no matter what people might say or think. You confidently show off your demon-like horns, wings, fangs, and tail every day.

The coin lands on heads so you put on the dark purple outfit and stilettos, taking your time to make sure everything goes on just right. With one final glance in the full length mirror in your dressing room you smile at your reflection, then turn to leave and head backstage. As you walk through the back hallways of the nightclub you begin to feel excitement and adrenaline thrum through your veins. Just because this is a job doesn’t mean that you don’t have fun when you’re up on stage.

“There’s my girl! How’re ya doin’ tonight, Luci?” Sakura, the nightclub’s manager and owner, cheerfully greets you when you get backstage.

“Ask me that after my set,” you say jokingly. “Better yet, when you see me raking in tons of bills just assume that I’m feeling pretty good!” You add on with a smirk.

“Mmm, always love your confidence, Babes! Alright, now get out there and kill it like you always do!” Sakura says with a wink, then focuses back on whatever she was working on her tablet.

You smile to yourself, amped up by the vibes within the club and your rising confidence, and begin stretching to warm your muscles up for your first set of the night. More adrenaline, and the caffeine from your energy drink, hits your veins when you hear the ending of the last song for whoever is on stage and you wait for your stage name to be called.

“Alright everyone, can I get a round of cheers for our lovely Siren?! Don’t worry, they’ll be back a little later!!” Hikari, tonight’s DJ, says after hopping on the mic.

“You all are in for a real treat now, though! Please help me in summoning our resident hot demon-babe to the stage; Lucifer!!” A wild smile pulls at your lips as you take in the crowds hyped up cheers from the other side of the curtain. “Get your sexy ass out here, Luci!!” Hikari excitedly calls for you and you let out a giggle before taking a step forward.

Pulling back the curtain you slowly walk further onto the stage, emerging from a cloud of smoke and into the dark-neon lights shining onto the stage. You smile and wink over at Hikari in the DJ’s booth and she blows you a kiss making you giggle a bit. Looking back towards the crowd you sway your hips as you walk, your eyes half lidded and a sultry, fanged smile on your face. Your body getting into the flow of the music from the first song of this set. The bass produced from Obsolete Ritual makes you vibrate when it hits and it’s a rush that fuels the amped up fire within you that you’ll never get over.

Getting up to the pole at the end of the catwalk, you wrap your hands around it and walk in a slow, teasing circle despite the song’s tempo having sped up. Your eyes scan over the crowd, running across the familiar faces of regulars and lingering for mere seconds over new faces. For reasons unbeknownst to you, your gaze gets stuck on one new face in particular.

Sharp, crimson eyes connect with yours, the stranger’s handsome face set in a scowl. ‘The hell is he scowling in a stripclub for? If he didn’t want to be here, then why did he come? Or maybe he’s just mad that Siren’s set ended? Whatever, buddy, try to enjoy the show.’ You think to yourself as you pull your gaze from Grumpy Hot Guy and officially begin your routine.

As you bend, twist, and dance your way through Obsolete Ritual, Veins, and Descending you find that Grumpy Hot Guy’s eyes never seem to leave you. His scowl remained but his eyes seemed to burn more with every movement of your body. When you finish your set you have to force yourself not to look at him as you spread your wings and bow to the crowd.

The weight of his eyes on you grows heavy as you help the club’s “Money Grabbers” rake in your earnings. Purposefully ignoring him you smile, giggle, and thank customers as they stuff more bills into your lingerie as you work to grab cash from the floor of the stage. You move to head offstage once all of the money has been gathered when you’re stopped by a tug on your tail. You let out a yelp, then quickly turn around to hiss at whoever the perv is that committed the action. A security guard is already handling the guy but he still has the nerve to shoot you an unsettling and creepy smirk. You hiss anyway, then roll your eyes as you stand and quickly leave the stage.

“Christ, are you okay, Luci?? Fucking hate pervs like that bastard! He’s being thrown out as we speak, so don’t worry! How’s your tail??” Sakura frantically asks, immediately mother-henning you as soon as you’re backstage.

You let out a soft giggle and give her an appreciative smile, “I’m fine and so is my tail, but thank you. Handsy people are very annoying but I can handle it and I’m fine.” You say reassuringly and Sakura lets out a relieved breath, then looks you in the eye with a smirk.

“Ugh, what’s with the look, Sakura? Did I really make that much from the set?” You question with a slightly bored look.

“Way off base with the guess there, Babes! Seems like we may have a few heroes in the house tonight, literally! I was watching the cameras when that creep grabbed your tail and I saw a few customers try to get to you, one in particular seemed especially pissed. Any guesses as to who they could be before I tell you?!” Sakura explains with a playful glint in her eyes.

“You know I hate guessing games,” you say in a forced bored tone that hopefully masks your itching curiosity.

“Oh, you’re no fun sometimes, Luci! Anyways, Pro Heroes Cellophane, Chargebolt, Pinky, Red Riot, and Dynamight were rushing to be your knights in shining armor! How crazy and exciting is it that a few Top Ten Pros are here at my nightclub?! Wild, right?!” Sakura reveals and you mentally kick yourself for not piecing together that Grumpy Hot Guy with the crimson eyes and spiky blonde hair is Pro Hero Dynamight.

“Uh, yeah, that is pretty crazy.. Uhm, I’m gonna go clean up and get ready for my next set, see you back here in an hour.” You say in a slight daze, the shock from Dynamight not being able to keep his eyes off of you clouding your mind.

“Mhm, gonna go make yourself extra pretty for the Pros, huh?” Sakura says with a devilish smirk.

“Sakura, please, I’m hot enough as it is. If I got any prettier customers would start dropping dead.” You say matter-of-factly after you’ve turned to walk away, hoping that Sakura didn’t see your blush. Sakura bursts out laughing behind you telling you to not kill her sources of income. You wave a playfully dismissive hand in the air before disappearing down the hallway back to your dressing room.

Once you’ve locked your dressing room door you let out a long exhale. You had run into a few of your coworkers on your way back to your dressing room and had to reassure every one of them that you were okay. But not only that, you were reminded again and again that there are Pros out in the crowd tonight via your coworkers gushing over their favorites within the group that came. Apparently a couple of your coworkers are major Dynamight fans and you tried your best to keep your cool when they wouldn’t shut up about how hot he is.

Even now, sitting at your vanity touching up your hair and makeup, you swear that you can still feel his burning gaze on you. Thinking about every time you made eye contact with him during your first set stirs something up inside of you and your reflection shows the blush you can feel heating your cheeks. As you change into your second outfit of the night you can’t tell if you’re nervous or hyped to get back on stage.

As soon as the straps of your heels are tied you make your way towards the mini fridge in your room. You grab the small bottle of Grey Goose and a small can of Red Bull from inside the fridge, then a shot glass from the top of the fridge. Sitting back down at your vanity, you pour yourself a shot and crack open your Red Bull. Downing the shot, you give it a second to settle before you pour a second. After shooting the second shot, you put the Grey Goose back and start drinking your Red Bull.

‘Nothing wrong with a bit of liquid courage, right? It’s just to help me through my next set after that creep touched me.’ You reason with (aka lie to) yourself as you look over yourself in the mirror.

A little over five minutes before you are to be called onto stage again, you make your way backstage. The shots you took earlier have succeeded in helping you feel like the confident and powerful Queen of the Underworld that you are. A cat-calling whistle pulls your attention over to Sakura and she gives you a smirk.

“Thought I told you not to kill my customers, Babes! Gah damn, you look hot! Trying to impress some certain Pro Heroes out there?” Sakura exclaims with a shit-eating grin.

You roll your eyes and cross your arms, “Being hot is part of the job, Boss. I don’t need to impress anyone but myself.” You say as you suppress a blush and look at your nails.

“Damn straight, Babes! Preach! Ugh, sometimes I’d really kill for your level of confidence.” Sakura says in all of her dramatic flare.

You giggle and shake your head as you blow her kiss, then turn towards the curtain. You exchange smiles with Siren as they walk through the curtain to head back to their room and wait for your cue.

“Everybody, shh shh, quiet down for a moment,” You hear Hikari say over the club’s speakers and you wonder what she has planned. You stifle an excited giggle and bounce a bit with anticipation.

“Oh, sexy Queen of Darkness, please grace us with your presence!” Hikari half chants, half moans into the mic, and you have to cover your mouth to hold back your giggles.

“Lucifer, hear us and show yourself! We’re on our knees, begging! Get out here you little vixen!” Hikari dramatically cries out and you do your best to not laugh your ass off at her antics.

With smoke clouding the view of the curtain you slip through carefully so you don’t disturb it. Suddenly, you flare your wings out and let your eyes glow, your arms held out to your sides a bit as you slowly walk forward. Spotlights slowly crawl towards you and up your body until you’re illuminated and you flash an “evil” grin at the crowd.

“Oh yeah, baby!!” Hikari dramatically moans out as she starts the first song of this set.

A laugh leaves your mouth and a genuine smile pulls at your lips as you walk to the pole at the end of the catwalk. Each of your steps deliberately heavy so that your breasts and ass bounce to the beat of Hot Demon B!Tches Near U as you walk. You briefly lock eyes with Dynamight and in all of your confidence (liquid and natural) you wink at him before grabbing the pole and getting to dancing.

HDBNU and the second song Slayer are full of fast paced moves and ass shaking, money seemingly raining down like confetti. So caught up in keeping time with the song, you had blurred out the crowd. It wasn’t until the first base drop of your last song, Fill The Void, that you noticed something slightly startling.

You had your back against the pole and slowly slid down it. Your arms stretched above you gripping said pole and your legs spreading as you sank to the ground. Your breathing hitched a bit when your eyes connected with burning crimson, the owner of the eyes standing at the front of the crowd at the edge of the stage. You did your best to hide your surprise but of course Dynamight noticed and he sent you a small smirk.

You smirk back at him, accepting an unspoken challenge of sorts, slowly and sensually standing back up. Wrapping your legs around the pole you do a few tricks before you slowly slide down, feet hitting the floor once more. Swaying and moving your body to the music, you get to the front of the pole where you sink to the floor once again, this time getting on your hands and knees.

You bite your lip seductively and slowly crawl towards the crowd, your tail slowly swishing side to side and your eyes glowing. You stare Dynamight right in the eyes as you crawl and mouth the last few words of the song. You stop about half a foot from the edge of the stage and gently roll onto your back, arching it and sensually running your hands down your body. As the song comes to a close, your eyes glow significantly brighter, you let out a puff of blue-colored fire.

When the song finally ends, you stand up and bow, blowing kisses and smiling at the crowd. You cast one last glance at Dynamight and find that he looks slightly stunned. You smirk, then turn to make your way off of the stage, hips swaying the entire time. Getting backstage, your body feels like it’s on fire in the best way possible and Sakura definitely notices.

“Christ, Luci, I’m gonna have to call every ambulance in Tokyo after that performance! Shit, I think I’m even having heart palpitations! You fucking killed it out there, Babes!” Sakura exclaims, one hand fanning her face and the other on her chest.

“Stop, you’re gonna make me blush!” You say, feigning embarrassment, but ultimately giggling.

“You know who's blushing? Everyone out there who just jizzed their pants!” Sakura says, sending both of you into a laughing fit.

“But for real, great work! Now go grab a snack, get changed, and help out the other servers on the floor, please!” Sakura loosely orders with a bright smile.

“Yes, ma’am!” You say with a mocking salute and smile, then head to your dressing room.

~~~~~~~~~~

Once you’ve changed into the club’s server outfit, aka a top that is basically a bralette paired with what could be the shortest skirt in the world, some cheeky panties underneath, and knee high stiletto boots, you make your way out to the bar.

“There she is; the girl who always makes me regret not bringing an extra pair of underwear!” Ruby, the bartender for the night, playfully exclaims as you walk up to the counter.

“Thought you knew better by now!” You say with a laugh and Ruby rolls their eyes with a smile.

“Alright, Love, here’s a tray of drinks for the group over at VIP table three. I don’t know if Sakura told ya, but the VIP section will be yours tonight.” Ruby says as they carefully slide a serving tray full of drinks towards you.

“C’mon, Rue, of course she didn’t tell me. Do I ever work any other section?” You comment with feigned annoyance and Ruby laughs.

In reality, you love working the VIP section. It’s always full of rich people with too much money to spend and they always tip very generously. It certainly helps that you flirt your ass off whilst serving but everyone does that.

Picking the tray up with the skill and grace you’ve perfected over the years of being in this industry, you send one last smile and wink to Ruby before heading for the VIP section of the lounge. You smile at patrons as you move through the crowd, giggling and thanking them for the compliments they give about your performance. While you truly do love your job, customer service could still be considered a performance and you are flawless at it.. Until you make it past the roped off entrance to the VIP lounge and see the group at table three.

Virtually unnoticeably, your steps falter and you’re thankful that the club's ambience is fairly dim as you take in a steadying breath. Mentally reasserting your confidence, you paint on a cool and flirty smile as you walk over to table three. Your thoughts run through your mind, filling you with the tiniest bit of dread, ‘Of fucking course it’s them.. I mean, they are Pro Heroes, why wouldn’t they be in the VIP lounge.. For fuck sa-’

“Good evening, everyone. My name is Lucifer, or Luci for short, I’ll be one of your servers tonight. I have your drinks here, but let me know if you need anything else.” You say as you set the tray down on the table, your voice coming out impressively even and a bit sultry.

“Yeah, uhm, I’m gunna need your number,” Chargebolt drunkenly slurs out, a dopey smile on his face and hearts practically in his eyes, as he grabs his drink from the tray.

You giggle at his attempt at hitting on you, having to keep from full-on laughing when you notice Dynamight’s jaw clenching out of the corner of your eye. You smile gently at Chargebolt, “Sorry, babes, but I don’t give my number out to strangers.” You say with a sympathetic pout as you try not to join the rest of the group in their laughter.

“I’m not a stranger, I’m Chargebolt aka Denk- OW! Man, c’mon, you don’t gotta hit me!” Chargebolt whines as he pouts at Dynamight while rubbing the back of his head.

“Sorry about him! He hits on anyone who breathes his way! Thanks for the drinks, Luci!” Pinky giggles out over Chargebolt’s whining, said man still on the receiving end of Dynamight’s murderous glare.

“No problem! I’ve got a few other tables to serve but I’ll check back in a little bit!” You say as you pick up the now empty tray and step back from the table.

You hear the rest of the group thank you as you walk away, Dynamight’s grumbled and gravelly ‘thanks’ sending a wave of heat through your body. ‘It should be illegal for someone’s one-worded, grumbled response to sound so sexy, what the fuck?!’ You mentally curse as you walk up to one of the other tables.

The hours fly by quickly as you wait on each of your tables. Every stop at the Pros’ table met with flirty quips from the group, minus Dynamight. In fact, he hasn’t even looked at you the whole time you’ve been off-stage. You’d be lying if you said that you weren’t just a little disappointed, but you shove it down to keep your sultry and flirty persona up. You flirtatiously thank the group at VIP table five as you stick the wad of bills that is your tip from them into your bralette and blow them a kiss as you walk towards the bar.

“Hey Ruby, you got the time?” You ask, exhaustion leaking into your tone.

“A little past one. You’re off at 15, right?” Ruby asks as they wipe off a glass. You nod, relief settling over you as well as exhaustion. It was a good shift but you are so ready to go home.

“This tray is for three, right? I’ll take it to them before I head back to my room.” You say, picking the tray up with a bit of a huff.

“Don’t act like you’re doing any favors for anyone, you just wanna see the Pros one last time before you leave.” Ruby teases with a smirk and you feign offense.

“Or I just want to reem them for tips, but go off I guess.” You playfully bite back, then giggle as Ruby raises an eyebrow at you.

Despite your exhaustion setting in more with each minute passing, you quickly make your way to the table of Pros. Pouring the last of your energy into your customer service persona, you set the tray of drinks down on the table and smile at the group.

“Hey Heroes, it has been an extreme pleasure serving and meeting all of you but it is now the end of my shift. One of our other servers will take over for me, I hope that you all enjoy the rest of your night!” The well-rehearsed spiel leaves your mouth with a pleasant tone and warm smile.

“I know I’ll be back if only to watch you dance again,” Pinky says with a flirty smile and wink that makes you giggle.

“Thanks for being so amazing!” Red Riot says with a bright smile as he hands you a fat wad of cash. You feign surprise as you take the cash and thank them all as you shove it in what little space you have left in your bralette. You spare one last glance at Dynamight and suppress a frown when you catch him looking very intently at his phone. You say your goodbyes, then rush to drop the empty tray off at the bar before heading back to your dressing room.

Changing back into the sweatpants and sweater that you arrived to work in, you feel the bone-deep heaviness that comes with being tired. You throw your hair up into a messy bun and slip your shoes on, then clock out from the tablet in your room. Slipping your bag onto your shoulder you leave your room and head for Sakura’s office to pick up your earnings from the night.

“Hey Boss, I’m outta here,” You announce from the doorway of her office.

“Alrighty, Babes! Here’s your check, you made pretty good bank tonight! Might be a little more than usual, awesome job!” Sakura beams as she hands you the envelope with your check in it.

Taking the envelope and putting it into your bag, you smile tiredly at her, “Thanks, Sakura. See ya later.”

“You want an escort to your car? I can call one of the bouncers back.” Sakura offers like she always does.

“Nah, I’m good. You already know that I’m the scary creature that lurks in the shadows.” You joke as you activate your Quirk a bit causing your eyes to glow while you shoot her a fanged smile. She laughs at your antics then bids you goodnight and you begin your walk to the back door of the club.

You step out into the chilly night air and are nearly blinded by a set of headlights coming from a car parked in the spot right in front of the door. You put your hand up to shield your eyes from the bright ass headlights and try to see who may be in the car. Suddenly the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and an anxious chill shivers down your spine. From your peripherals you see a hand reaching toward you and you try to move out of the person’s reach. Unfortunately, you’re a tad too late and they are able to grab your wrist and pull you towards them. You come face to face with the creep from earlier and your stomach drops as fear begins to course through you.

“Finally, some alone time with the demon-whore herself. Ya know, I’m a real big fan of yers. Wha’ do ya say we go back to my place and commit some sins, baby?” The creep-ass perv drawls out with a sick smile and your fear quickly turns to anger.

“Fuck off, you corny-ass pervert!” You growl out and you jerk your wrist up to your face, letting out a small breath of blue flames aimed towards the creep’s arm.

“Fucking bitch!” The degenerate of a man roars out as he yanks his hand away, continuing to curse from the pain.

You take the opportunity to whirl around and rush back into the club, locking the back door behind you once you’re inside. The door begins rattling from heavy banging against it and you can hear muffled shouts coming through from the man. You stand there shaking and trying to think of what to do now when you hear the footsteps of someone running towards you. Squinting through the dim lighting you nearly cry at the sight of Sakura and Pinky.

“Are you alright?” Pinky asks, her years of being a Pro making her voice come out steady even though she just ran here, and you nod shakily.

“I’m so fucking sorry, Luci! I should have checked the cams before sending you off! Fuck, I’m so stupid!” Sakura cries into your shoulder after pulling you into a tight hug.

“It’s not your fault, Sakura, it’s okay.” You whisper, your voice coming out strained as you try not to cry, and hug her back.

The three of you jump at the sound of an explosion coming from outside the door, and Pinky pushes you both behind her. You all stand there quietly for a few moments until Pinky’s phone goes off. She answers it quickly and you’re only able to catch her end of the call, “Yeah... She’s fine... Ugh, gross, what a bastard… Okay, thanks Red!” She finishes, then hangs up and turns around to you and Sakura.

“Are you sure that you’re okay? You don’t need to be checked out by a doctor or anything?” Pinky questions as her eyes roam over your form to visibly check for any injuries whatsoever.

“No, no, I’m okay. I just want to go home.” You quietly assure the two; Pinky cautiously believes you but Sakura is still suspicious that you’re hiding any sort of pain. A loud bang on the door makes both you and Sakura jump while Pinky just lets out a sigh.

“Unlock the door, dammit!” A voice shouts from the other side of the door and Pinky takes it upon herself to fulfill the demand.

The door swings open to reveal Dynamight, the dim lights from inside the club and the street lamps from outside the only things illuminating his figure. You can still tell that his face is scrunched up into something angry even with the poor lighting if the way he is grumbling about the “fucking creepy pervert” is anything to go by.

“Good job taking down that creep, Blasty!” Pinky cheers with a smile and a thumbs up.

“Shuddup,” Dynamight says with annoyance laced in his tone, but Pinky just laughs it off as she walks past him.

“Miss Sakura, if you could come with me? The police may want to see the security footage or get a statement from you.” Pinky says from her paused position in the doorway.

“Of course! Text me when you get home, Luci! I mean it, like, as soon as you pull into your driveway!” Sakura demands with a stern look on her face as she moves to catch up with Pinky.

“I will,” You promise with a small smile and send her a wave as she leaves.

A few moments of silence pass as you and Dynamight just stand there, an air of awkwardness beginning to settle in before you speak up, “Thanks for.. arresting that guy.” You say quietly, looking at him with a small smile.

“The guy had a pretty bad burn on his arm when we showed up.. Any idea where it might have come from?” Dynamight asks in a low and even tone, his sharp crimson eyes looking into yours.

Your smile drops and panic churns at your stomach, “I-I.. it was self defense! I-I didn’t know what else to do, h-he wouldn’t let go of me!” You fearfully begin defending yourself, only just now realizing that you used your Quirk unlicensed to harm somebody. Your heart begins to race and your breaths start to stutter, mind racing over the fact that you broke the law.

“Calm down, I was just curious. As far as the cops are concerned they think I did it, so you’re in the clear. Even if they do find out it was you, it’s legal if it’s in self defen- Jesus christ, take a deep breath, it’s okay!” Dynamight’s voice raises a bit when he notices you beginning to hyperventilate.

You turn away from him and make your way towards the wall, leaning against it to steady yourself. You close your eyes and take some deep breaths in hopes of calming down. After a minute, you open your eyes and look at anything except the hero in front of you when you turn back around.

“I’d like to go home now, if that’s okay? Or do I need to speak to the police?” You meekly ask as you adjust the strap of your bag on your shoulder.

“I’ll tell them that you’ll go down to the station tomorrow. The security cam footage should suffice for tonight.” He says and you can feel the weight of his gaze on you as you nod your head.

“Well, thanks again.. Goodnight, Dynamight.” You mumble as you move toward the door to leave.

“I’ll follow behind you.. to make sure you get home safe.” You hear Dynamight’s rushed and raspy words from behind you making you stop in your tracks.

“That’s not necessary, really.. Should you even be driving? You’ve been drinking all night..” You ramble out after you turn around to face him, your heart thundering in your chest when you find that he’s right there. 

“I only had a couple drinks, plus I’m not weak like Dunc- Chargebolt, I can handle my fucking liquor. I’m gunna go get my car, do not leave this parking lot until I get back here.” Dynamight firmly demands before rushing off toward the front of the building.

You stand there dumbfounded for a moment before you shake yourself out of it and make your way to your car. You get in, hitting the lock button as soon as your door closes, and start it up. You spend a few minutes queuing up songs until you hear a honk from next to you. Nearly pissing yourself, you send a glare to Dynamight for scaring you but he just rolls his eyes and motions for you to go.

With a little bit of hesitancy in your gut, you back out of your parking space and begin your drive home. Looking at the routes on a map, it’s not a very far drive, but traffic always turns short trips into longer ones. Periodic glances at your rear view mirror tells you that you’re not the only one annoyed with the traffic. A small giggle leaves your lips every time you see Dynamight puff his cheeks with a huff or yell at some dick speeding past the both of you.

Finally, you arrive at your house, clicking the button on the gate opener and waiting for it to open fully before pulling up into the drive. Dynamight follows right behind you, pulling up next to you but just sitting in his car. You wonder if he’s going to watch you walk into your house then you wonder why he’s doing this at all. ‘There’s no way the Dynamight does this with even half of the victims he helps rescue..’ You think to yourself as you pull out your phone and tap the call function on Sakura’s contact.

The conversation is short and as soon as you hang up you turn your car off and gather your stuff, then get out. You barely register that Dynamight has gotten out of his car before he’s walking toward you. You look between him and his off car with a confused expression on your face.

“You gunna close the ga-” Dynamight starts but cuts himself off when he sees that the gate to your driveway has automatically started closing, the allotted time you have it set to stay open if you don’t close it yourself having run out.

“I didn’t realize you’d even be getting out of your car..” You comment quietly, and albeit nervously, as you make your way to your front door.

Silently, you take your keys out of your bag, placing the magnetic fob on its spot just above the doorknob. The lock makes a small beep and the keypad above the spot for the fob lights up. You sneak a glance behind you to see if Dynamight is looking but his back is to you as he seemingly surveys the driveway. You quickly type in the code for the lock and a chime rings through the air as the door unlocks. You push the door open a bit before turning around to Dynamight, unsure of what to do or say.

“Uhm, so-”

“Are you sure that you’re alright?” He cuts you off with his question as he turns to face you and his eyes scan over your body as you blink up at him.

“I- yeah, I’m fine..” You say, a little bit shocked by his behavior, and he just nods his head as he stuffs his hands into his pockets. 

A moment of silence fills the air between you two before you blurt out, “Why did you do this? Made sure I got home safe, I mean. You.. you barely even acknowledged me after my performance at the club, and it’s a pretty well-known fact that Dynamight doesn’t really follow up with those that he rescues, let alone escorts them home..”

Dynamight’s jaw clenches and irritation fills his handsome features, and you have to remind your body that right now is not a good time to be getting aroused. His eyes meet yours and promptly melt you with their heat, whether it’s from irritation or something else you don’t know.

“Because, dammit..” He starts, dragging a hand through his hair and letting out an exasperated sigh, his eyes flicking to the ground and glaring at the cement.

“Strip joints aren’t my thing. They’re too fucking loud, there’s too many damn people, and I’ve never had any interest in watching people twirl around on a pole.” He continues, but gets interrupted by the scoff you defensively let out.

But he continues on before letting you get a word out, “But it was stupid Pinky’s birthday and that’s what she wanted to do, so I was dragged into going. I sat at that damn table hating every second until.. Until you got onto that fucking stage. And I know, I know, you probably hear this shit all the fucking time but dammit there was just something about you. I couldn’t tear my damn eyes away from you.”

You’re not sure when it happened but suddenly he is so close to you, crimson eyes sending a blazing heat through your body. Your breath hitches when you catch a whiff of his cologne and your panties are starting to feel much more damp.

“There’s some sort of lust factor to your Quirk, right? There has to be because I never feel like this towards anyone right off the bat,” He rasps out, his voice quieter than before and husky.

“Feel like what?” You whisper, playing the dumb-innocence card heavily as you stare into his eyes.

“Like I wanna fuck you until you’re nothing but a drooling mess cumming on my cock,” He rasps out huskily, his face mere centimeters from yours.

You can’t take it anymore, something in you just snaps and you’re smashing your lips onto his. Your moan mingles with his groan as your arms wind their way around his neck. His hands quickly find purchase on your hips and his fingers dig into the fabric of your sweats as he pulls your body impossibly closer to his. The kiss, if one could call it that, is aggressive with sharp canines nipping each others’ lips and tongues fighting for dominance.

In the midst of your devouring of each other, he backs you into your house, kicking the door shut behind him. You absentmindedly hear the chime of your door locking itself over the rush of blood in your ears and Dynamight’s groans. Your bag ends up crashing to the floor and you both somehow manage to haphazardly kick your shoes off.

You both stumble down the hallway as you lead him to your bedroom, pieces of clothing almost literally torn from each other’s bodies littering the floor as you go. By the time you fall back onto your bed, you’re both in nothing but your underwear. Dynamight stands at the edge of your bed seemingly entranced as you drag your hands along your body up to the front clasp of your bra. You slowly and sensually unclip the bra, making a show out of taking it off even though the Hero’s focus is solely on your tits.

His eyes then meet yours and his tongue darts out to wet his lips, “Are you sure you wanna do this?” He asks, his voice rough with lust but you hear the slight hesitance.

“I kissed you, didn’t I? Listen, I know I’m a stripper but I don’t usually fuck the patrons, I simply have no interest in it. I want this, I need this, and I’m clean if that makes you feel better. Plus, I’m on birth control, so please Dyn-”

“Katsuki. If we’re gunna fuck then you at least get to call me by my fucking name.” He bites out with fake annoyance, rolling his eyes as he shoves his underwear off.

You smirk up at him, toying with your breasts and moaning his name, just to test it out on your tongue and goddamn is it delicious. His eyes darken yet seem to glow at the same time like a whole new level of lust flowed over him, and you give him your real name.

“So, Katsuki, are you gunna fuck me til I’m a drooling mess cumming on your cock or am I gunna have to call Charg- shit, ahh, fuck-” You try to taunt him but are quickly cut off when Katsuki is suddenly on you, mouthing at one of your breasts while his hand kneads and squeezes the other.

He grinds his hard cock on your clothed pussy, right on your clit, the friction of it all making you pant and moan underneath him. Your hands sink into his hair, your claws scratching against his scalp and pulling more groans from him. He gives both your breasts equal attention, biting and sucking and leaving hickies in the wakes of his lips. His kisses begin to travel down your body until his hot mouth is sucking and licking over your already soaked panties.

It’s a slow kind of torture when he finally decides to drag your panties down your legs and off of your body. Needy whines and breathy begs leave your mouth as he uses one hand to slowly drag your panties down your legs while the thumb of his other hand rubs torturously slow circles into your clit.

“Fuck, you’re soaked.. You that needy for my cock, baby?” He husks out as he settles on his stomach between your legs.

“Y-yes, ah, been wet since, fuck, since my second s-set when, a-ah, wh-when y-you were by th-the stage,” You barely manage to get out between the slow stripes he’s licking up your pussy.

He sends you a cocky smirk before fully diving into your wetness and one of your hands flies to his hair while the other grips the sheets. He drinks you up like a man dying of thirst; going from sucking your clit and flicking his tongue against it to dipping lower and slipping his tongue in and out of your slit. Every ministration pushes you closer to that edge and you can’t stop your body from squirming as moans fall from your lips.

An idea manages to slip into your pleasure-addled mind and you pull at his hair to get his attention. This only results in what could only be described as a growl leaving his mouth and vibrating against your clit, nearly sending you. You fight off your impending orgasm as much as you can manage and try to use your words instead, “K-Katsuki, w-wait! I-I wa-wanna ride your face!” That gets his attention immediately, making him pause mid-lick to lean back a bit and give you a wild smirk.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” His lust-laced voice carries through the room as he shuffles around to get into position.

Once he’s comfortable, his lust-darkened and excited eyes catch yours, a devilish smirk sitting on his lips. You send him your own fanged smirk and carefully climb over his body, the shuffling of limbs resulting in your body facing your headboard as your pussy hovers over his mouth. His hands come up to grip your thighs as you slowly seat yourself onto his hot and waiting mouth. A half moan, half gasp leaves your lips when Katsuki immediately gets back to devouring you and one of your hands buries itself in his hair.

You let yourself drown beneath the waves of pleasure for a moment or two before forcing some clarity into your mind. You smirk down at him and his ministrations falter a bit as you trail the tip of your tail down his torso. He questions your action with his eyes until they widen a bit out of surprise as your tail slowly gets increasingly closer to his cock. His groan vibrates against your clit as you wrap your tail around him and his eyes flutter a bit.

You start jerking his cock slowly, your hips moving in sync, and both of your moans start filling the room. Katsuki becomes more aggressive with his licking and sucking, his tongue delving into you every now and then as you grind against him.

“Hah.. ah.. I-I’m g-gunna f-fucking.. cum..” You pant out between moans, your grip on his hair tightening as the overwhelming sensation of your orgasm begins flooding you once again.

“Fucking hell.. Cum, then, baby. Cum on my fucking tongue.” Katsuki’s muffled command is followed by another groaned out curse, his hips bucking a bit off the bed as you continue to jerk him.

“Aah, Katsuki,” His name comes out as a high-pitched moan as your orgasm hits you. Your pussy clenches around his tongue as you double over, your free hand sinking into the mattress next to his head. He tongue-fucks you through it as your eyes squeeze shut and your nails scrape against his scalp. In your bliss, you hear and feel him let out something between a groan and growl, and you’re not sure if it’s from pain or pleasure.

He continues swiping his tongue against your pussy as whines from overstimulation leave your mouth. Something more begins building in your abdomen and you forcefully lift your hips from his face to keep from potentially drowning the man beneath you.

You're both panting as you stare at each other with the same look of feral lust in your eyes. The moonlight shining in from your window making it look like his eyes are glowing and you feel just a bit envious over how fucking effortlessly attractive this man is. A playful smirk pulls at your lips when you squeeze your tail around his cock and he lets out an unintentional moan. Suddenly, in a blur of motions, you’re flipped onto your back with Katsuki hovering over you, his lips still shiny with your cum.

“Ya know, teasing isn’t nice.” Katsuki comments huskily with a smirk as he grinds his cock against your wet pussy, his tip catching your clit with every stroke.

In an instant his lips are on yours, swallowing your whines and moans. He holds himself up with one arm while the other leaves its position from beside your head. His now free hand runs down your body until he gets to your pussy. His fingers rub at your clit a bit before moving further down where he slips a finger into you. Your moans go up in volume as one finger becomes two and his lips suck hickies into the column of your throat. Your body begins to writhe a bit as his fingers brush over your g-spot and his teeth nip at your hot skin.

Soon enough two fingers turn into three and the tsunami-size waves of your next orgasm crash against the poorly built dam you’ve built. All the while, Katsuki just swallows all of begging and pleading for him to just put his cock in you already. His hot, hard cock that is currently weeping pre-cum all over your thigh.

“I-I think I l-learned my lesson ‘bout teasing, Ka-Katsuki! Oh fuck.. J-just put it in!” You demand when his mouth goes back to sucking more marks into your shoulder.

“Demanding little slut, flip the fuck over.” Katsuki commands after he pulls his fingers from your pussy.

You flip yourself onto your stomach, ass up in the air and tail swishing sensually slowly behind you. You look back at him with a smirk that quickly falters when you meet his gaze dead-on as he licks your cum from his fingers. A cocky smirk pulls at his lips when he finishes and uses that same hand to smack one of your asscheeks making you cry out. Pain and pleasure tingle up your spine and your pussy continues to leak.

“Yeah, kinda figured you were a pain slut by now. Only fitting for someone with a demon Quirk, huh?” Katsuki husks out following another smack to your ass.

Finally, without any further commentation, the fat head of his cock nudges its way between your pussy lips. He enters you slowly, groaning as you pant through the welcomed invasion of every inch of him. When his hips finally meet your asscheeks you understand why he had taken his time fingering you. Of course, you had noticed that his cock is big but you weren’t quite prepared to feel this full. There isn’t a single complaint that runs through your pleasure-melted brain, though. Only praises intermingled with moans fall from your mouth when he gives an experimental thrust.

“Shit, you’re so fuckin’ tight.” Katsuki grits out as he sets a steady pace, moving in and out of you while his hands grip your hips.

“So.. fuckin’.. good.. s-so.. full..” You moan out as you push yourself back on his cock, absentmindedly wrapping your tail around one of his wrists.

The room becomes hot and stuffy, the smell of sex and Katsuki’s cologne on every breath you breathe in. Your eyes are half-lidded, wanting to roll back, and your mouth hangs open as Katsuki begins drilling into you. You nearly cum from the sight of him throwing his head back and groaning at how your pussy squelches and clenches around him.

His cock hits your g-spot over and over, making that overwhelming feeling inside you unbearable. You don’t get anything other than a high-pitched moan out of your mouth as your second orgasm crashes into you. Your eyes roll back as you squirt all over Katsuki’s cock and pelvis. You become a babbling, drooling mess as he fucks your through your orgasm, his pace somehow getting faster. His exhales become grunts and growls as he pounds into you, his hands now gripping you so tightly that you nearly cum again thinking about the bruises they’ll leave.

“Fuck, I’m gunna fucking cum!” Katsuki groans out, his thrusts beginning to falter slightly.

“Ah, please cum, a-ah, pleasepleaseplease,” You mindlessly beg as you cum on his cock again.

“Sh-shit.. I-I.. fuuuuck,” He stutters out as he thrust hard into you one last time before stilling. You moan softly as warmth fills you, your eyes shutting from all of the bliss and pleasure you felt throughout the night.

Katsuki is hunched over you for a moment just trying to catch his breath before he kisses your shoulder and straightens up. He slowly pulls out causing both of you to groan, then he collapses onto the mattress beside you. You lower your hips down to the bed and stretch your body a bit before shuffling over to lay on his chest. With his eyes closed, Katsuki wraps an arm around you and begins lightly rubbing your lower back. It’s a peaceful and calm silence between the both of you, the only sounds being both of you breathing and your house’s A/C kicking on.

“There’s no lust factor,” You say quietly, your chin resting on his pec as you look up at his face.

Katsuki cracks an eye open and tilts his head to peer down at you in confusion, “What?” He rasps out.

“My Quirk, Hellspawn, is just demon traits. I don’t have any succubi traits or powers, so there’s no lust factor to my Quirk.” A teasing smile plays on your lips as you explain.

Katsuki is silent as he glares down at you, his face unamused until his lips twitch and a chuckle escapes him. You let out a few giggles yourself and Katsuki runs a hand down his face.

“Well, shit, there goes that explanation. If you’re telling the truth, that is,” He says as he gives you a look of feigned suspicion.

You gasp with feigned offense as you sit up a little, “I would never lie to a Pro Hero such as yourself! What’s the matter, Mr. Dynamight, you don’t believe in lust at first sight?” You can’t help the giggle that escapes you at your bad pun.

Katsuki groans as he rolls his eyes, “Jesus Christ, ‘lust at first sight’? I can’t tell if that's the stripper in you talkin’ or the succubus.”

“I’m not a succubus!” You exclaim as you playfully push him, a laugh leaving your mouth as you stare down at his smirking face.

“Where’s your bathroom, Succubus? We both need a damn shower,” Katsuki asks as he sits up.

His question feels like it’s muffled in your ears as thoughts of not wanting this to end flood your brain. You wonder if he wants this to be a one night stand. If he’ll get dressed, then ask you to not tell anyone about what you two did tonight. If maybe he doesn’t want the fact that he slept with a stripper to get out and ruin his grand reptati-

“Hey, we gunna get this shower over with so we can sleep or what?” Katsuki’s voice breaks you from your thoughts. “I’ll help ya change the bedding and shit after we get done ‘cause I’m sure as hell not sleeping in the puddle you made.” He says with a teasing smirk. You blink dumbly for a moment, then move to stand up to lead Katsuki to your bathroom.

‘He’s spending the night? Maybe he doesn’t want this to end just yet, either..’ You think as you step into the warm water of your shower, Katsuki stepping in right behind you. His arms wrap around you as he pulls you back flush against him, being mindful of your wings. He sighs as he kisses the crook of your neck and you lean back into him, closing your eyes and just enjoying the moment.

Note ~ Welp, there we go, Lovelies! This was a fun fic to write even though I'm not familiar with the workings of a strip club. I did recently watch the movie Hustlers and felt a bit more confident about what I was writing, haha. Hope it was a good read and y'all stay tuned for more fics! Love and appreciate all of you, Lovelies! <3

[yutxsgf]

I deeply love to imagine Bakugou as the grumpiest person walking on the earth when he grows up and pursues his heroic dream. But every grump needs his sunshine gf that's terrible at something.

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"It's done!"

An ash-blonde tuft of hair peeked out from the kitchen doorframe before moving out from behind the wall with his softened scowl.

You glanced over your shoulder behind you at the tall male, smiling softly as you beamed him a loving gaze.

"Gonna pass me one or keep smilin' at me?"

He crossed his arms, a faint smile making its way on his lips before he began striding towards your bent figure as you took your homemade cookies out of the oven.

"Can't I do both?" You hummed before hissing when you accidentally touched the hot pan with your non-mittened hand.

His eyes barely widened before he quickly made his way over to you, looming over you as he stood behind you with your wrist in his overly large hand. "Idiot." He mumbled before rubbing your hand with his calloused fingers.

You huffed, rolling your eyes before pointing down at the cookies on the pan.

You were pretty adamant on learning how to bake. Why? Because you were absolutely ass at it. But that never stopped Bakugou from encouraging you and supporting each and every one of your pastries. But of course, since you weren't the best at baking, you can only guess how they'd come out.

"They look great, honey." He mumbled, kissing your cheek before taking a dark obsidian black, supposedly chocolate chip cookie.

You smiled brightly at your boyfriend as he took a hearty bite out of your cookie, your happiness never deterring as he kept a straight face.

That was all that mattered.

"So.. how are they..?" You whispered, turning around to face him as you craned your neck up.

He hummed in thought before throwing the rest of the cookie in his mouth and sticking his thumb up with approval.

He swallowed, clearing his throat before pointing behind you at the cookies, "Gonna give 'em to the group, that okay?"

"Of course!" You smiled, "Can I come? I wanna see their reactions and take some tips."

"'Course baby, go get dressed." And with a light tap on your behind, you were off to your shared bedroom with a small skip in your step.

"What are those." Kaminari whispered to Bakugou, pointing a slim finger at the cookies in a small zip lock baggy.

"My cookies." You replied before Bakugou could, glancing up at the charcoal in your boyfriend's hands.

The group froze before simultaneously nodding together. You took nothing of it, but Bakugou did as he sent a deathly glare to each of them.

"Go on, pick one." Bakugou grumbled, keeping his stone cold glare as he carefully opened the bag and spread it large enough for their hands to fit through.

Sero and Kaminari gulped, clearing their throat before reluctantly taking the so-called cookie from the baggy. Ashido, Kirishima, and Jirou following soon after.

"Hey, babe, can you go get us some water over there?" Bakugou asked quietly, pointing to the water dispenser near the corner of his unnecessarily large office.

You happily obligated, nodding before shuffling over to the dispenser with your fluffy winter boots.

"One negative thing, 'n I'm slitting all of your goddamn throats."

"Yes, sir." Kaminari and Sero saluted foolishly as the rest froze, seemingly lost in thought as they stared at your cookie. wondering how in the world did it get that bad.

You quickly came back with both arms full of plastic cups filled with water. Bakugou was quick to set the cookies down on his desk and grab all the waters from your grasp.

When you smiled expectedly at them, they all glanced at each other before sighing and taking a reluctantly large bite.

"They're– They're um.." "They're awesome!" Kirishima finished for Kaminari, nudging his arm behind their bodies before gulping down his bite.

You happily squealed, jumping up and down before hugging your boyfriend at his neck.

And then, he smiled.

"Say a thing, and I'll kill you."

[jupitereleven]

MHA EP. 4 SEASON 7

[frickingnerd]

fake dating pro hero dynamight

pairing: katsuki bakugou / dynamight x fem!reader

summary: katsuki's management wants him to date a fan to help his image and you're the lucky fan who gets to play his girlfriend!

dynamight had been the number two for years, always a little behind deku in terms of victories and popularity

he just seemed so unapproachable compared to deku, who was always taking pictures with his fans after the battle and chatting with them

in an attempt to change bakugou's image, his management came up with something

pro hero dynamight was supposed to date one of his fans, to show them that he's just like everyone else and that even his fans have a chance with the number two hero

and you just so happened to be the fan that was chosen to play the number two hero's girlfriend

you had been a big fan of katsuki for a while now, so when you got the chance to meet him in person, you of course agreed to it

but when you arrived at his agency, his manager and lawyer were there as well and what you thought would be a meet and greet with fans quickly ended with you signing a contract to play his girlfriend

just a few days later, the two of you were playing a couple in public for the first time

katsuki had been fighting a villain, while you were standing in a group of other bystanders, cheering for him

and after he had won, your boyfriend hurried to check up on you

once he knew you were safe, he pulled you into his arms and kissed you passionately – to the surprise of everyone around!

rumors started to spread the next few days and his name was on the front of every newspaper and he was the topic in every late night show

around a week later, the two of you were finally showing yourself in public again, holding hands and walking through the city, with everyone's eyes on you

and by the end of that week, katsuki had his first appearance on television, where he finally told the world about his relationship with you

of course, it was all just a big lie, but you couldn't deny that your heart was beating faster when you heard him talk about you on tv

his eyes lit up and he was smiling. he was practically bragging about you to anyone who would listen

you couldn't help but wish what he was saying was real. that this wasn't just an act but that he had actually caught feelings for you

just like you had caught feelings for him...

[starieq]

“Lovin her seems tiring..” part 4

Taggies/ warnings; Pro!HeroKats, cheating, fingering, creampie, blowjob, ridding, cumming, squirting, swearing, mention of sex toys, dirty talk, titty fuck, drinking, drunk messaging, dry humping.

:a/n; hello! Wow! 40 followers! Tysm! I really appreciate it! For this part, it was pretty fun to write, but I was a little tired.. (totally didn’t stay up re-watching Hellva boss with my twin brother and his boyfriend..) Also ask me if you want to be tagged in all my parts! but anyways, enjoy part 4! Love ya ❤️

part 4/5!

As you and Bakugo walked in the hotel, it was wow. Just wow. There was a bar in the far right corner with sports playing on 4 TVS at once, big crystal chandelier hanging perfectly in the middle of the big room, the front decorations were a beautiful cream white and gold. 

You two make your way to the front lady who’s typing up whatever they type about.

“Room key. Under Dynamight and y/l/n.” Bakugo says slamming his cards down onto the desk.

“P-please!” You pipe up, not trying to sound rude.

“Uh huh.. so, Katsuki Bakugo and..-“ she looks up from her computer with her jaw all the way to the floor. 

“Y-y-y-you’re Dynamight! Oh my god! Please sign my tits!” She yells holding up a marker almost taking off her shirt. Everyone’s now looking at you three. How fucking embarrassing..

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Bakugo almost exploded right there in front of everyone. You place a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

“He means no t-thanks. Please don’t take o-off your shirt. J-just please give us the keys..” god, the fuck? Yes, everyone knows fucking Katsuki Bakugo is hot as hell, and this body is a fucking Greek goddess, but who does that in public while doing their job..?

She gives you the keys drooling. You can almost see her pupils turn into damn hearts. 

“fuckin weirdo, trynna make me sign her fuckin tits. What the fuck?!” Bakugo grumbles. He snatched his key out your hand and crosses his arms walking away. You slowly walk behind him to the elevator. 

“S-sorry that happened, Mr. Dyna-“

“Katsuki.”

“What?” 

“Call me Katsuki when we’re outside of work. And it’s fine. I’ve been through worse.” He says pressing floor 5. 

“O-oh, okay..” you whisper, putting your head down looking down at your Uggs.

“Hey,” You feel a rough hand against your cheeks squeezing them together.

“Don’t look down on me, idiot.” His face is so close on yours, you can feel his breath and your cheeks getting hot. 

You open your mouth to say something, but then the elevator doors open. He lets go of your cheeks and walk out. 

He shoves his hands in his sweatpants pockets and walks to room 196. 

“Goodnight Mr- I mean Katsuki.. sorry. goodnight.” You give him your signature warm smile and he just grunts ‘night’ and walks into his room slamming it in your face.

There you are. Standing in the hallway In front of his door. You walk across the hall to get to room 194. Sometimes you wonder if he thinks about you daily as much as you do about him. 

You scan your key and place your bags onto the floor and flop onto the hotel bed. 

“Sigh, this stupid crush is bull. He has a fucking girlfriend and I’m over here wanting his kiss stupid lips!” You whine into the pillow.

You get into your pajamas and wash your face and teeth.

Until tomorrow, you’ll see him..

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[pixeldemonia]

My dream was seeing yours come true ❤️

Oh Bakugo Katsuki, you're always going to have an special place in my heart, thank you for being my inspiration and making me smile when I needed it the most, the manga may be over but my love for you will never end ✨

[emo-shigi]

Lost Love. | K. Bakugou

Pro-Hero Bakugou x Baker Reader

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

WORD COUNT: 1.4k

WARNING: none, fluff.

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m K-Katsuo… Katsuo Bakugo.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

what the-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[kusaka6e]

RISKY

prohero bakugou x fem!reader

sfw

hi :) sorry for being so inactive i’ve been dealing w the loss of a family member really close to me and i’ve just had no motivation to write so if this sucks pls just bare with me :,)

———

when you entered the hero charts in japan, you didn’t know what to expect. your quirk had manifested much later than expected, but you seemed to be able to use it very well. you excelled in your hero studies programs in high school, but your home country was extremely sexist towards female heroes. so, you headed for japan.

you’d been living there less than a year, but couldn’t imagine your life any other way. you’d become extremely close with kirishima when you started working for his agency, which forced you and bakugou to be close. truth be told, you two couldn’t stand each other at first. you were both headstrong, stubborn, very stuck in your own ways.

but, he grew on you. not like you’d ever tell him that, but he did mean a lot to you. you two looked out for each other in battle at work, and went to war trying to out-drink each other when you went out with the rest of your friend group. even though sometimes he would unexplainably give you the silent treatment or be extra irritable with you at any given moment, you didn’t think too much of it.

so when you took a flying leap off the top of a skyscraper going after a villain, it really pissed bakugou off.

you, him, kirishima, and izuku had already been on the lookout for an anonymous criminal behind a child-trafficking scheme in the city. there was a call reported from a large medical complex building, to include a daycare center and pediatrician’s office on the floors there.

bakugou, izuku, and kirishima were handling most of the rescue aspects. thankfully, you’d all responded quick enough that no children were kidnapped or severely injured. meanwhile, you were chasing a criminal up the floors of the building, determined to get answers out of him.

“what are you doing with those kids?!”

“i-i don’t know, really! the boss just sent me here to get them!”

and he was adamantly refusing to name his boss. so when he attempted to jump off the roof of the building, you went after him without a second thought. you were wrestling with him as you both hurtled towards the ground, swearing you were either going to get answers or die trying.

bakugou saw all of this happen from ground level, using his explosions to get to you as quickly as possible.

the villain manages to clock you in the face, blurring your vision and disorienting you.

“deku!” bakugou grabs the villain by the arm, throwing him down to deku and blasting himself towards you, keeping an arm around you as he lowers you both down to the ground.

he rushes you back to the agency, the medic team examining you thoroughly. they determine that you don’t need any further medical attention, just suggesting that you rest for the remainder of the day.

you take an extra long shower in the agency locker room, surprised to see that you’re not alone when you enter the co-ed section of the locker room. bakugo is sitting with his head in hands, donning a red riot t-shirt and sweats.

“surprised you’re still here.” you open your locker, putting your suit into your duffel.

“i wanted to make sure you didn’t try to pull any stupid shit again.”

“again?”

“you’re kidding, right?”

“i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

his jaw clenches, making you raise a brow as he huffs in exasperation.

“that shit you pulled earlier! why’d you jump off the roof?!”

“oh, that.”

he stands, walking closer to you as his face heats with anger.

“oh that, like you couldn’t have died?!”

“and what if i did? that’s kind of in my contract.”

your nonchalant attitude is only infuriating him more, knowing you’re striking a nerve.

“and what if you did, seriously?? the people who care about you would be absolutely crushed and you fucking know it! stop trying to act so careless!”

“and just let that guy get away and put even more kids at risk? i don’t think so.”

“then why not send me or deku after him?! our quirks let us fly, yours doesn’t you idiot!”

“because i don’t value my own life over doing my job or those of children?! why are you acting like this?!”

“because you are trying to downplay the stupid ass decision you made! just because you’re a hero doesn’t mean you turn everything into a suicide mission!”

“and if i did die taking that guy down, who fucking cares?!”

he lets out an infuriated yell, punching a locker a few doors away from yours and completely caving in the door.

“kirishima cares! so does fucking deku, and mina, and god damn dunceface! i care, for fucks sake!”

“listen, i appreciate you all a lot. but im not gonna put any of that above saving kids, bakug-“

“katsuki.”

“what?”

“you call me katsuki.”

you pause, raising at eyebrow at his demand

“just because this is your job doesn’t mean your life loses all its value! you don’t become disposable just to save other people!”

“i’m not yours to put that much value to, katsuki!”

“what if i wanted you to be?!” his eyes widen, realizing what had just come out of his mouth.

“then fucking act like it!” you wear a similar expression, staring at him wide eyed.

you’re both breathless and red in the face, staring at each other as you both process what’s been said.

in one move, he sweeps you off your feet, wrapping your legs around him and sitting you on the counter in the lockerroom under one of the mirrors. your hands are exploring all over his upper body, one settling in his hair as you pull him impossibly close to you.

“you’re the biggest brat in the world, you know that?” he mumbles against your lips.

“you love it.”