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can i have this dance? k. bakugo x gn!reader
“Mmm I like the black jacket more”
Katsuki hums softly at your answer as he holds the suit jacket up to his chest. He scoffs, tossing it haphazardly on the bed before flopping down on top of it. He held his phone above his face at arm's length, staring at your face through the screen as you ate your cereal. “This is fucking stupid” he complains softly and you giggle as he moans and groans, chewing your breakfast.
“It’s not stupid Kats, it’s a dance! And technically, it's your first high school dance. If you ask me it’s long overdue.”
That part was true. It was the first formal UA has hosted in the past three years. Usually, there was a dance twice a year: one during the Christmas festival and the other during the spring semester. It was exclusive to students and staff as everyone dressed to the nines and had a good time celebrating the holiday season and the loveliness of spring. Katsuki grew up hearing about it, and sort of looked forward to them. But due to the League and AFO, class 3-A never got to experience one. Until now.
Japan was slowly returning to normal after the events of the war a year prior, and to celebrate the students after all of their hard work and sacrifices, Nezu had finally cleared the spring formal to take place just a few months before graduation. When the class got the news, they were thrilled and even Katsuki had to admit that he was the tiniest bit excited. That was until Mina mentioned that they were all gonna have to find dates- then his balloon popped. He only wanted one person to be his date at any event, and that was you. Unfortunately, you were halfway across the world. This is why as you sat at your breakfast nook munching on Frosted Flakes, Bakugo laid on his comforter in his pajamas in preparation for bed. You called each other almost every day and when one of the first things he told you was the news about the dance, you begged to see his suit options. That’s what led you here, keeping him up two hours past his bedtime as he gave you a little fashion show. But he didn’t mind. He would explode the planet to make you smile, and he valued your opinion. He just wished you were there to give it in person.
“Yeah I guess,” he huffed and sat up, putting his suit back in his closet, turning off his ceiling light, and getting beneath his comforter. “I just don’t see the fucking point in going.” You raised an eyebrow at him and frowned. You knew he was excited, you could tell because of how fast he told you the news when you called. But now he seemed disappointed. “Why not?” You pried softly, trying to get to the root of the problem as he pouted. His room was dark, so you couldn’t see his entire face, but you could hear in the way he spoke that his bottom lip was slightly jutted out in disappointment. “Raccoon eyes was talking about everyone getting dates and shit…and you aren’t here.”
Your heart broke a little and your eyes stung a bit. He wasn’t upset that he had to go to the dance..he was upset that you wouldn’t be there to accompany him. “Oh baby…I’m so sorry” you whispered. All he did was shrug and grumble to himself, which is what he did when he didn’t want to outright tell you he was sad. “You know I would love to be your date Katsuki…I wouldn’t want to be anything more. But I can’t..we both know that.”
While Japan was making leaps and bounds in its recovery, its reputation in the eyes of other countries was still extremely damaged. After the death of Star and Stripe, all travel to Japan was halted indefinitely in your country. Not to mention, due to the aftermath of America’s number one’s death, as a hero student, you had to fight against the villains that tried to take advantage of the gap she left behind. Between the travel ban and your responsibilities, not to mention general travel costs, there was no possible chance you would be able to accompany Katsuki.
“Yeah, I know…just wish I could dance with you, that’s all. Wanna see you all dressed up and shit.”
All you could do was smile sadly at the camera and muster as much hope as you could for the both of you. “Maybe one day…especially since we’re both graduating soon.”
It was silent for a moment, both of you sitting in your own disappointment. You glanced at the clock, seeing the time and knowing that it was way past the time Katsuki usually slept, so he must be exhausted. But before you let him go, you just had to ask.
"Kats...can you even dance?"
His face filled the screen, eyebrows pulled together in offense. "HUH? What the fuck are you talking about?" You couldn't help but smile at him, and the heaviness of the prior conversation lifted off both of your shoulders. "I'm just asking!" " Of course I can dance! The fuck do you take me for??" "Okay prove it!"
Before he could respond, Katsuki yawned and you took that as your cue. You gave him a warm smile, depsite the fact that he was still glaring at you. " You can show me your moves tommorrow-" " m'not showing you shit-' "Tomorrow! I want to see what you got! Now go to bed, I'll text you later. Love you!"
He scoffed, rolling his eyes. But seeing how goofy and happy you were made him smile slightly. " Love you too. Talk later."
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part two coming soon! lmk if you want to be notified
4 Bisexuals in a room we need to kiss 🧍🏾♀️
Bully!TodoBakuX ChubbyBlack YN
Okay , Okay look. I know it’s early , B-BUT! If it’s not too much of a problem, there’s something that I’d like to discuss…Bully!TodoBaku 🥴 Please humor me.
Because look at them 🥴
Imagine moving to Japan during your final year of high school and transferring into the general studies course at UA.
Think about how excited you’d be when Principal Nezu drags the BigThree, dressed in full regalia, into your class on the first day to “show appreciation to all the others that help maintain the balance in a just society”.
Like can you think about how excited you’d be to see these gorgeous men standing in front of your desk in they’re costumes. So close that you can actually smell their cologne’s fragrance : citrus, mint and caramel
You’d be enamored listening to the green haired one ramble on about his appreciation and how no matter how many people he saves we can all do our part to keep the world safe.
Think about how flustered you’d feel when he noticed you staring and he smiled kindly and sent a subtle wink in your direction.
Mentally squealing and too much of a fan girl to notice the glares his concubines bestfriends are sending your way.
Caught off guard when he catches you in the school cafeteria to introduce himself and his buddies who merely nod in response.
So happy when he asks you to join him. Scooting inside the booth to sit next to him and across from the two silent heroes-in-training. Who noticed how excitable you were with your wide eyes and big grin as you bobbed your head listening to Deku’s mutterings.
Thinking about what a little bimbo you had to be to not notice the way the greenette kept eyeing your tits that spilled from your unbuttoned uniform top or your plushy thighs that jiggled as you bounced your legs.
You see, they were all bestfriends, but the special kind. The kind that sucked each others dicks on occasion almost every night. So they knew when the freckled hero was being lustful.
It wasn’t a problem at first.
Regardless of their arrangement, they all had girls that they fucked occasionally. Sometimes even together, but there was something different about you.
Izuku was obsessed with you. Always talking to or about you. He hadn’t even fucked you yet, but you occupied his mind. And you weren’t making it easier. Always popping up to find him and bring him little treats.
“Gee thanks , (y/n). You’re so sweet.” He’d grin down at you, pressing kisses against your fat cheeks , drawing giggles from your plump lips. “Try some too” he’d encourage, saying “open up” and nudging the brownie against your lips. Letting his fingers graze the corner of your mouth to wipe at the crumbs before popping them into his own.
They noticed just how in awe he was of you and it made them kind of jealous. Like what was so special about you ?
You’re just some chubby chick from America with a bs quirk , yeah you were kinda cute No hetero but what’s the big fucking deal ?
Henceforth, Bully!TodoBaku would make it their business to come between Izuku and the chunky slut that was trying to steal him.
👀👀
I’m wit it if y’all are, let me know what y’all wanna do 😉
—buss it challenge
how the boys would react to your #bussitchallenge tiktok. and in summary, you the baddest bitch on the planet. purrrr✨
black!fem reader
warnings: suggestive themes but nothing explicit <3
all characters are 18+
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relationship headcannons w/ bakugo
prompt: just some general headcannons of what bakugo would be like in a relationship with black s/o
warnings: negro shit, fem!black!reader, aged up bakugo
an: ok boom, so i think it is so hot of this fandom to just headcannon that bakugo is a whore for black women like- yes 💕
this mofo y’all-
this boy loves you so much but that pride fucks him up every single time
he has no problem saying i love you or even showing his love through actions but in public, you ain’t getting shit
he just gets way to flustered; like he’ll hug and whisper the shit, thinking you didn’t hear
“i love you” “huh?” “SHUT UP! I DIDN’T SAY SHIT!” “nigga-”
beyond that, this man will go above and beyond to make sure you know that you are loved
hell, he’ll spoil you for the sole reason that he does in fact love you more than life it’s self
i personally think he takes pride in buying you shit so when people ask you can be like “oh yeah, my boyfriend brought me all of that” “…sis thas at least twenty damn bags of clothes and jewelry”
his big-headed self is probably “hell yeah I did”
ironically, he hates when you spend yo money on him or yourself; he doesn’t mind you being independent and shit, he actually encourages it but this is the one thing he won’t let go
this nigga will start hiding yo cards and shit or start blowing them bitches up
he feign like he stupid or some shit; he da smartest, most organized nigga you know and when yo card goes missing all of sudden he done lost his damn memory?
“Katsuki, where did my cards go?” “…huh?” “nigga- YOU FUCKING HEARD ME! WHERE IS MY DAMN CARD!?!?”
this motherfucker is definitely checking on back account every two days just make sure money is coming in and not out
if you somehow find that card, props to you, just know it is not yours forever and it will go missing again in under 24 hrs
the most important thing he decided to buy you was a pretty gold custom necklace of his name and gold bamboo hoops to match
the hoops he didn’t really care for but that necklace- chile
it was almost like he cared for it more than you did…cause he did; he always touching it, fiddling with it, and you know that bitch is real so sometimes he likes to polish it so it shines
but if you take it off- sis, did you write yo will yet? but that bitch back on before he catch you
it’s real for a reason- so you don’t have to take it off; if he does catch the necklace not on yo body, he’s gon be pissed
“WHY IN THE HELL IS YO NECKLACE NOT YO NECK AND IN MY HAND, DUMBASS!?!?” “hol on now- calm yo self. i took it off cause i don’t it to get messed up-” “I DON’T GIVE A DAMN! PUT THE SHIT BACK ON!!”
….it’s such a silly thing to get angry over but don’t take it off sis, if you value yo life
for some reason whether big or small, he loves hitting your ass. and i don’t mean no petty swat, i mean he’s throwing hands
“SMACK!” “Ow! Nigga, have you lost yo god damn mind?!?” “What? It was just there”
not to mention but any chance he get- he’s grabbing the yams
motherfucker can not keep his damn hands to himself, he gotta touch, even if it’s a quick squeeze
y’all laying in bed? grabbing the yams. you laying on yo couch, minding yo business? grabbing the yams. talking to yo lil friends? grabbing them yams. working on the field with him? grabbing the yams.
an: i’ll come back with some more later :)
While everyone is fantasizing about mermaid!bakugo, or barbarian!bakugo, I'm thinking about a Princess and the Frog au, where a selfish, spoiled, hedonistic yet broke prince!bakugo arrives in New Orleans after his parents cut him off to get some real experience or marry a rich young lady, but morphed into a small, slimy green frog by his selfish desires formulated by a shady old man all for one.
Then he meets Y/N, a seeming, lonely princess crying in her bedroom. The baby blue dress fitted faultlessly around her body isn't the only thing that's sparkling in the moonlight. All while he's allured by her beauty, he would rather become human before he could begin wooing.
However, this costly dress, phony tiara, or identity doesn't belong to her, but her best friend Yaoyorozu whose busy charming the "prince". Tears from your dreams bring crushed damages your mascara.
𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒:
Kirishima is Louis, Ray is Hizashi (present mic), and mama odie, as crazy as she seems, is either kayama (midnight) or chiyo (recovery girl), change my mind.
Bakugo first starts to fall in love with you during the hunting scene, of course. He tries to forcibly stop them, as his goal is to marry a rich girl, and not you, a stubborn little waitress born on the small side of town. The feelings only deepen themselves as the story progresses.
As soon as he turns human, it's like his personality did a flip, not that it changed that much while he was a frog. However, he refuses to tell you directly that he loves you, even when he's holding your hand in marriage, even when he's helping you achieve your dreams, even when he's spinning you around the roof of your restaurant.
I'm not sure if it's just my black dad or any dads in general, but when I was little, my dad would practically tear up my nose then leave it burning when I had snot in there, so now I'm imagining domestic dad!bakugou would do the same thing.
He wouldn't mean it, he's just naturally rough, and he wants to make sure he got all the snot out. Don't get him wrong, he lets his own child be independent to explore the world on their own, but will step in if they needed help. His pupil is only four years old and can somewhat wipe their own nose, but sometimes they'll just let it hang there.
So, he'll just grab some tissues whilst grumbling under his breath then line up with the poor juvenile's height, positioning the tissue on the tip of their nose and commanding them to blow. When he is sure that they exhaled all of their mucus, the number 2 hero of Japan grips the everlasting shit outta their tiny nose and throws away the tissue. The youngster has tears pricking on their eyes and they run to you to tattle on daddy that he hurt them. You have to make him apologize.
Wanna read more? here's my 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓, or even consider following! (I'm still fairly new here, so there isn't much to read yet)
It’s Bakugo birthday?? Why is nobody popping their pussies🤨