You Were Gonna Beat The Fuck Out Jean.

you were gonna beat the fuck out jean.

like literally, actually murder him.

you huff to yourself as the clock ticked another hour. bye two a.m he finally showed up with a tired look on his face. you rested against your headboard with crossed arms as you gave him a pissed off look.

a smirk does not miss his face as he stares down at your naked body beneath the slightly open robe. he can’t help but be snarky as the next words leave his mouth. “all this for me?”

“nah it’s for my new nigga now, leave me alone,” you mutter, turning your head away from him. “he’s actually on his way right now, so you best get to steppin’ somewhere.”

“say word,” jean teased you with an amused look on his face as he removed his belt. you remained silent at his call of your bluff. with a kiss of his teeth, he leaned on the bed and snuck a quick kiss onto your lips. “i’m sorry, mama,” he apologized genuinely. “you gonna forgive me?”

“what am i getting from forgiving you?” you asked hastily, head still turned away from him. “forgive you when i’m not even getting my pussy ate? fuck you, jean.”

“i’ll eat your pussy till you nut,” jean shrugged casually. the explicit words left his mouth so calmly as he stared in your eyes. “i could fuck sweet girl till she’s clenching around me to stop,” there’s another one. “or you can sit and fuck my face. your choosing, i’m not picky.”

this is what you hated (loved) about jean. you hated how he always acknowledged his wrongdoings and was willing to pleasure you in any way in order to make you feel better.

you couldn’t stay mad at him for long. not when he had your ankles damn near touching your ears as he split you open with the surface of his tongue. he lapped up at your never ending cream mercifully as he flicked the bud of your clit.

“never gonna hurt my baby again.”

you moaned out, exploring the new sensational feeling of his tongue eventually fucking into your seeping hole. jean leaned his head back for a millisecond before letting out the nastiest spit ball ever.

his DNA dribbled along the surface of your pussy as he played with your folds between his middle finger. the bulge in his pants grew bigger by the minute the more he played with his pretty little pussy.

you could never stay mad at that nigga for long.

plug eren bf heafcanons?? ;)

Plug!Eren bf headcanons 😘

-after y’alls first “smoke session” you never pay for weed again. He literally won’t let you. 

-tbh he didn't make it official until he saw you on campus getting a little too close to one of your class friends

↑You were just talking to Armin about the essay that was due soon. Nothing nefarious. So maybe Armin had a crush on you, but you didn’t know that. You’d been friends for a while, so you didn’t think much of it when Armin said that you had an eyelash on your cheek and he would get it for you. Eren was just coming out of his business management class when he saw you. Rather, he saw some blond boy gently grabbing your face with one hand and wiping your cheek with the other. Needless to say, he took you to his apartment and fucked some sense into you. He had you on your back with your knees pressed against your tits. The man had you folded like a lawnchair and somehow expected you to respond. “Don’t let that dork ass boy touch what's mine. You’re my girl. I don’t give a fuck what label you gotta call it. My woman, my girlfriend, my bitch. You’re mine, you’re all fucking mine, you hear me?” He says while he pounds into you. You’re too fucked out to even comprehend what he’s saying. All you can do is let out a breathy ‘uh-huh’ as your eyes roll back.

-he rarely calls you by your name, it's always ‘pretty, mama, babygirl’

-Eren likes getting you expensive gifts. Once, he got you a white gold and diamond anklet with an E charm. He likes to see it when he puts you in a mating press

-if you’re out with him, there’s a good chance you’ll have to ride with him while he does business. After you make some offhand remark about his crazy ‘work’ hours he replied, “I’m like a doctor, baby, I get called in when my patients need me”

-if you’re reading, either for a class or for fun, he always comes up behind you and kisses the top of your head before rubbing your shoulders, giving you mini massage

-he LOVES taking you to parties and showing you off. You were never really a party girl (hello social anxiety) but his presence made you so comfortable and safe that you started to like going to parties with him

-teaches you how to roll blunts and eventually almost always has you roll for him. He says they’re always sweeter when you do it ♡

I hope you like it! this is my first anon hehe

Bakugou is, for all intents and purposes, a massive baby.

God forbid you leave him for ten minutes before he starts wandering around the house looking for you. Mercy on you if you go out to the grocery store and don’t take him. And how dare you even consider get up to get a snack when he's in the bathroom, letting your shared spot get cold.

These things, he can not let go easily.

Naturally, this slips your mind every once in a while because a peaceful life with Bakugou Katsuki doesn't exist. When you forget, he makes it his mission to force you to remember his clingy ass.

Tonight, it would appear to be no different.

It's 02:30 when you snap back to reality, bleary eyes blinking to get your bearings back.

The lamp on the side table blinds you momentarily, there's music coming from the tv- credits, you deduce, from the show Denki had raved to you both about. When you angle your head up, you're met with a firm jawline that lets out a loud snore from the slight disturbance.

Katsuki never was good at staying awake during these things.

Smiling up at him, you're quick to place a tender little kiss on his chin, watching as the corners of his mouth twitches slightly. Gently, you slip out of his arms and cover him with the blanket, using the parted lips releasing the smallest little snores to ensure his slumber. He smacks his lips and turns slightly on his side, as if chasing the warmth you'd taken away, and you click the tv off to keep him in the dark. You shuffle your way into your bedroom to get your own rest; you shiver once you slip under the covers, the fabric cold from the lack of use and lack of Katsuki's body heat.

The minute you do warm up, however, you're out like a light, and you remain so for a few hours.

But then, there's someone at the end of your bed. You feel them, and it wakes you just barely. You shift the blankets higher on your shoulder for protection from whatever your subconsious picks up, and just when you feel normal, something speaks.

“I’m gonna kill you.”

The raspy voice coming from the foot of your bed is more than enough to snap you from your sleep, but it isn’t until you see the massive, bulky frame that your heart sinks and you scream, you scream as loud as you can, immediately scrambling to the corner of your bed.

“Stop screaming, it’s me.”

Your shaking hands immediately shoot to the lamp next to your bed and upon flicking it on, you’re greeted by a sleepy Katsuki, blanket around his shoulders and sleepy scowl on his face, as if you’re the one who just inconvenienced him.

“You freak! What are you doing!” You snap, quickly rubbing your eyes to knock the sleep from them to properly scold. He merely shrugs and smacks his tired lips, indifferent to the previous heart attack he’d given you.

“Left me alone on the couch,” he says, dropping the blanket onto the floor before crawling into bed next to you, casually. “We were snuggling. You abandoned me.”

“You-! I was-! Why-!”

“You’re lucky I love you so much,” he says, burying his face into his pillow and making a grabby hand for you, “c’mere, wanna spoon.”

Your heart, still pounding in your chest, finally lets breaths of air in, your hands trembling as you flick back off the light. You’re still mad, now shaking with fury, and as you roll to have your back facing him, you try to take deep breaths to calm down and not smother the man you somehow chose to love with a pillow.

“Hey,” he grumbles, tugging your sleep shirt. “Come here.”

“I can’t fucking stand you, Katsuki. I don’t even want to be in the same bed as you right now, you scared the fucking shit out of me.”

“Didn’t mean to,” he says softly. “Jus’ wanted to be close to you.”

“And you thought threATENING ME AT THE END OF OUR BED WAS A GOOD WAY TO DO THAT?”

He goes silent, and you almost think he’s given up, and just as you blink your stinging eyes, he suddenly rolls on top of you, knocking the wind out of you at his heaviness.

“Katsuki!” You scold, but it’s shrouded in laughter, an absolute contrast of how you just were talking all of ten seconds ago.

“Now you can’t leave,” he says, cockily. “You wake me again and I will kill you.”

“You woke me up just now! You could’ve easily come to bed like any sane person!”

“….”

“Katsuki!”

“Cant hear you, I’m asleep.”

“KATSUKI!”

“Age doesn’t matter” 11

Dad!Bakugo x F!Babysitter!Teacher!Reader!

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After waiting for a ride for almost half an hour, Y/n was finally in front of Katsuki’s house. Hell, she didn’t expect his house to be this far and big. It makes her apartment look really cheap.

“Here goes nothing. If it’s the wrong house then-

Her speech was cut off when the front door burst open revealing a Katsuki with an ‘are you serious’ look. Y/n’s body went stiff as she stared at him, nervously blinking.

“What? Gonna stay here outside? Suit yourself.” Katsuki rolled his eyes and was about to slam the door shut when Y/n’s foot stopped it from closing.

“N-no!” Y/n stuttered and pushed the door open a bit in panic.

“I can hear your voice all the way from my fuckin kitchen.” Katsuki barked. “The hell are you standing outside of my house. What? Scared?” This time, his lips turned into a smirk.

“Of course not.” Y/n slightly pucker her lips as her eyes wander around the house. “I was just, well..”

Katsuki shook his head and went back to his kitchen, continuing to cook. “Kazui’s still asleep. You can just rest for a while.”

Y/n heard him say. She was busy looking around the house to even respond, especially towards the photographs hanging on the wall. It was Katsuki carrying Kazui, Katsuki’s parents taking care of Kazui, Kirishima playing with a younger Kazui, and a lot more. But what caught her attention more was the huge painting above the flat screen tv. It was Katsuki, sitting on a sofa carrying what seemed like an 8 – 9 months old Kazui, both staring back at her.

It must’ve cost him a fortune, she thought.

“Done ogling the pictures?”

Katsuki’s voice jolts her, making her turn her head to where his location was. “I was just looking at the pictures.” Y/n said.

Katsuki just ignored her and placed the food on the table. “I cooked an extra breakfast. Assuming you haven’t eaten anything.”

Y/n blushes a little. “I’m fine. I ate on my-“ She was interrupted by her stomach growling making her face turn red.

Katsuki smirked at her. He kept his gaze at her as he straightened his posture, crossing his arms over his chest. “You were saying?” He said teasing her.

“I-I don’t mind a bite..” Y/n mumbled and made her way to where Katsuki was.

It caught her by surprise when Katsuki pulled out a chair for her to sit on. Her heart was throbbing intensely it would be possible for her to have a heart attack right at this moment.

“W-what are you doing..” Y/n’s voice was quiet as she kept her (eye color) eyes on him.

“I may be fuckin crude but I know how to treat a guest.” Katsuki said leaving the chair for her to sit on and sat across from her. “Eat up.”

“Thank you for the food.”

Silence engulfed both the adults as they took their time eating. It was not awkward though. Just pure comfortable silence.

Y/n doesn’t know how to start a conversation or where to look at. She’s just nervous that if she looked at him, he’ll catch her easily knowing that his senses are all heightened since he’s a hero. She simply kept her head low to which, making Katsuki angry since he can’t look at her face.

Why the hell was she hiding her face? His eyes are on her as he chews on his food. It didn’t bother him if he’s making her uncomfortable.

“Oi.”

Once again, Y/n jolted making her look at him. “W-what?”

“Why’re you hiding your face?” Katsuki tsked and took another egg. He raised an eyebrow when he got no response. “Well?”

Y/n kept quiet. She was too embarrassed to answer so she just put another whole slice of meat in her mouth as an excuse to not answer.

Katsuki though was finished eating. He just shook his head and pushed himself out of his chair.

Y/n watches him. She watched him put both his hands inside his pocket and make his way upstairs. When he came back down, he was carrying Kazui who’s sleeping comfortably in his father’s arms.

Katsuki saw you watching him. Your eyes were soft, and your smile was gentle. Once he reached the table, he had to shake Kazui a little.

“It’s always been like this every morning.” Katsuki said trying to wake Kazui. “And there I thought this brat got over this.”

Y/n giggled. “Well, he’s still young so it’s completely understandable.”

When Katsuki was failing to wake his son, he tsked. But Y/n stood up walking close to him, “May I?”

He looked at her before carefully passing the sleeping child in her arms.

“Kazui. Time to wake up.” Y/n said softly slowly walking towards the window. “You need to wake up or else I’ll leave.”

The sight before Katsuki made him melt. Is this what it felt like having a wife? Is this how things would go if his ex-wife didn’t abandon them? Will he witness something like this? But as much as Katsuki wanted to imagine his ex-wife doing this, it was Y/n’s face that kept appearing in his mind. Maybe it’s because he finds her a mother figure.

Maybe she’s who he needs in his life…

His thoughts were cut short when his phone started ringing. He checked it out seeing it was Eijiro who was calling. He gave Y/n one last look before leaving them behind, heading to his bedroom. When he reached his room, he shut the door and answered the call.

“What do you want?” Katsuki answered as he stood in the middle of his room.

“Bro. I have something to tell you.”

His voice was different, that’s what he noticed was making him suspicious. “What is it about? I don’t have all day.” Katsuki responded.

“I found *”

Katsuki was speechless hearing his ex-wife’s name.

“And she was arrested.”

“How did you find her?” Katsuki asked. He was curious of course.

“I paid someone to do the job. He found her living around the city.” Eijiro explained. “I went to her house just earlier and got the police arrest her.”

Once again, he was speechless. As much as possible, he doesn’t want to say her name especially when he’s around Kazui. He was glad Y/n was here.

“I also handed her the divorce papers you prepared before. The court will deal with her.” Eijiro added.

The line was silent as Eijiro waited for his response. He knew this would make Katsuki speechless.

“Look, I wanted to apologize for not letting you know about this. This is not my responsibility, but I don’t want to see you-“

“Thank you.”

Eijiro smiled. Wiping a tear with his arm, he grinned. “Can I come over? I missed the kiddo!”

Katsuki chuckled. “Y/n’s here, idiot.”

“What?!” Eijiro yelled at the other line making Katsuki pull his phone away from his ear. “What is she doing there?! Are you two da-“

“No, shittyhair.” Katsuki barked. “She’s taking care of Kazui. I hired her as his babysitter.”

..

When the call ended, Katsuki exited his room grumbling about his buddy coming over. As soon as he reached the ground floor, he saw Kazui finally awake but still in Y/n’s arms. They were both laughing while Kazui was snuggling himself to Y/n.

“Oi, brat.” He called out. “What time do you think it is, hah.” Katsuki stomped to where they were and pulled Kazui’s cheek.

“You didn’t wake me up!” Kazui reached up and pulled Katsuki’s hair.

“I did!” Katsuki growled using his other hand to pull Kazui’s other cheek.

Kazui just copied what his father did. He reached his other hand and pulled Katsuki’s hair stronger making him lean down due to the height difference.

“Enough you two.” Y/n pull Kazui’s hand from his father’s hair and pinch Katsuki’s hands making him jerk it back.

“You’re lucky, Y/n’s here.” Katsuki pursed his lower lip and ruffled Kazui’s hair. “Otherwise, I would’ve spanked you.” he walked to the kitchen cabinet pulling out a cereal. “Get down there like a grown up and prepare your own breakfast!”

Surprisingly, Kazui jumped down from Y/n’s arms and went to his father’s side, not before taking his stool where he could stand on to be able to reach the top of the counter. Katsuki handed him a plastic bowl and spoon along with the box of cereal and warm milk.

“Don’t spill.” Katsuki said observing his son with his arms crossed.

Y/n shifted her gaze to Kazui who was focused on his task. She can even see his eyebrows scrunched together as he pours the milk in the bowl which seems to be the challenging part for him.

“You’re doing great. Tomorrow you’ll do a different task.” Katsuki pat Kazui’s head as soon as he finishes pouring the milk making Kazui smile up at his father. “Eat.” Katsuki said and left him to carry his own food way to the dining table.

“Kirishima will be here anytime soon. He insisted coming over since he also wanted to catch up with you.” Katsuki walked pass Y/n and sat comfortably on the sofa. “Do whatever you want. Kazui’s busy eating anyway.” He said and switched his laptop on to work on a few files that needed to be read.

This is weird for Y/n. Her experience being a babysitter here was different from her old job. Before then, she was also doing chores around the house while watching the kid, now, she’s doing nothing which is new for her, so she doesn’t know what do to.

“Ah, I know.” She mumbled and took her bag off, placing it on the chair. She remembered Katsuki putting the dishes away, maybe she’ll just wash it since she also ate her breakfast here. Yeah, that’s it. She made her way to the kitchen, which surprised her by how huge it was. Almost sparkling clean. When she reached the sink, she started washing the dishes.

Kazui was baffled while watching his teacher. He tilted his head when she began cleaning the dishes. Blinking, he called out to his father. “Papa.”

Katsuki looked at Kazui who was not looking at him but in the kitchen. His curiosity made him stand up from his seat and headed to where Kazui was looking. When he finally saw where his kid was looking, his eyes twitched.

“Dumbass! The hell are you doing?!” Katsuki barked moving close to Y/n who paused on washing to look at him.

“What?” Y/n asked confusedly making Katsuki’s eye twitch again.

“Why the fuck are you doing this?!” Katsuki shouted, placing his palm on the counter leaning against it while his other palm rested on his hip.

“Because you told me to do whatever I want?” Y/n blinked innocently at him. “And language, Mr. Bakugo.”

Katsuki groaned. He can’t believe she’s telling him not to swear in his own house. “Kazui continue eating.” He knew his kid was watching them alright.

“I didn’t hire you to do the chores around here.” Katsuki said as calmly as he could. “I hire you to take care of of Kazui.”

“I can’t take care of him since you’re here as well.” Y/n pointed out. “Plus, you said Kirishima will come over. I am a hundred percent sure he’ll play with Kazui.” she added, slightly pouting.

His eyes suddenly shifted from her face to her lips. Why was she pouting? Didn’t she know that’s illegal? He was staring. He knew he was staring. But god, her lips looks so luscious. He wonders what does it felt like having his lips over hers? Just thinking about this makes him gulp. But boy he was glad she hadn’t noticed this yet.

Screw it.

Following his intrusive thoughts, he took a step closer to Y/n, making her look at him in shock. He knows his action surprises her, heck it even surprises him as well. He put both his palms on the counter trapping Y/n. His gaze was intense watching her look up at him with her surprised wide eyes. Slowly, he started leaning down as he watched her.

Y/n was surprised. She first thought of Kazui. He might see this. But everything went blank when she saw him leaning closer. Her first thought was to close her eyes. Is this really happening?

Only a few inches more, their lips will make contact.

But before Katsuki could close the gap,

“I’m here! With the gang-

..

I just wanted to say thank you so much for the 700+ followers! I will try and give everyone a good wholesome story as much as I can. Enjoy this chapter!

✰ — ‘ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃

𝘗𝘈𝘐𝘙𝘐𝘕𝘎 * 𝘛𝘖𝘟𝘐𝘊! 𝘌𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘑𝘢𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘉𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘒! 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘍𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘖𝘔 * 𝘈𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯

𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘕𝘛 𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚 * 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘷, 𝘰𝘯&𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘺/𝘯, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬, 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 if u squint, 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘨𝘦, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, and 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘸/𝘰 plot 🤭

“oh fu-u-u-uck!” you curse at the harsh deep strokes, his tip kissing your stomach from inside every time he slams back into you. gripping his shoulders with your long acrylics, leaving light scratches causing him to groan. “shit baby..tell me how i make you feel..” placing his hand on your jaw, moving his free hand on your lower stomach, placing it on your tummy buldge, whimpering. “s-so good.. oh my god..” whining out with your eyes rolling the the back of your head. your mind went blank, all your thoughts are of him. his name, his hands, how good he makes you feel. all you could think of was Eren. youre obsessed, so obsessed you hate it.. “oh fuh..right there! yesyesyesyes..” gripping his shoulders harder than before. the same spot being abused repeated causing you to release over his cock with no warning, causing a white ring forming.

“aw baby..i thought u h-hated me..look at you now. cumming on my cock, being such a pretty girl..all for me..?” he stammered at your walls tightening on him, his thrusts quickening. "its t-too much..e-eren!!" covering your eyes with your hand as u roll your head back at the immense pleasure. "lemme see those eyes ma.." muttered, still trying to hold a grudge against him but u give up. taking your hand off of your faces, making eye contact with eren.

"atta girl.. youre so- god.. fucking pretty.." he quickened his pace chasing after his own high "e-eren..! i-i cant take it.." you whimper at the over stimulation, arching your back as tears threatened to fall from your eyes. "pretty dont run from it, t-take it all.. i know you can" he grunted, pressing his hand over the dick print hes causing, lowering your arch. you cant help but whine even louder, you feel your orgasm approaching for the second time.

he knew by your volume, he loved hearing you, he loves the way you talk, your attitude, he loves you. and he wants you to know that. "im g-gonna cum again rennie~!" you warn, his grip tightening on your hips. the pit in your stomach getting hotter and hotter. "fuck.. go ahead p-pretty.. make a mess on this dick." his thumb on your clit causes you to break. shuddering under him, feeling his cum deep inside you. trying to catch your breath, eren collapses on you. "boy get the f-fuck off of me!" panting, trying to push him off of you. “only if u forgive me.” he muttered, with his head burried in your neck. there was a awkward silence, thinking about your decision. knowing your previous mistakes with him, “mmch.” you kiss your teeth “..ok..now get yo big ass off me of me!” blurting, feeling a relief off your body.

“thats what i thought.” he rolls his eyes, “dont make me change my mind..” mean mugging him, seeing a smile form on his face and u cant help but do the same. “i love you” he mumbled, peppering your face with kisses.

boyfriend!eren who ties his hair with your hair ties, be it pinkish or silky or has flowers on it, he will wear them regardless and endure all the teasing from jean and connie.

boyfriend!eren who takes you on long midnight drives around the city and buys you donuts and kisses your cheeks while watching the stars.

boyfriend!eren who takes you out to cheap streetfood dates when he is broke but promises to make it up to you by flying you to Dubai or Maldives when he works hard and becomes a millionaire.

boyfriend!eren who makes ramen for you at 3 am with cheese and sausage to satisfy your cravings. who scribbles away all the calories and nutritional info on the back of your fav snacks so you dont have to worry abt anything else except enjoying food. who tried to bake you a frog cake and it ended up like this.

boyfriend!eren that doesn’t care about anyone else apart from you. who once let his insecurities take over and called armin in the middle of the night bawling and sobbing about how he will die of heartbreak if you left him for some other guy. who only calmed down once you assured him and let him sleep in your arms.

boyfriend!eren who shows up at your house in the middle of the night with ice cream when you feel upset or sad. who keeps a small portable bottle of your perfume or body mist so he can smell it when you are away or when he misses you. 

boyfriend!eren who tries everyday to become a better version of himself so he can feel happy and make you and himself proud.