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- ' Roomies '

Bakugou x Reader

CW: Bimbo reader (kinda), toys, dildo, masturbation (f), clit spanks, hard dom Katsuki, fingering, orgasm denial, creampie, nicknames: Slut(1) & Princess

Ivory's Note: I love it, so much. It is incredibly self indulgent. @pervysenpaix @xogabbiexo @dejwrites @gabzlovesu @misss-chrisss

There you were, in an interrogation room, having just submitted your statement. Hero's walk in and out of the station and talk to officers while you sit in a chair far too small for the room, and let the reality of your situation sink in. An obsession, is why you were here.

An all to powerful Villian just so happend to have an obsession, with the one and only- you. A top notch Villian posing as your COLLEAGUE- for fucks sake! Of course you would be shaken. And when given the opportunity to have 24/7 protection- you took it out of desperation. But you didn't think it would involve signing a contract in which you move in with a pro hero.

Pen in hand, you read over the contract, once- twice- it still makes no sense. Basically, you get protection at work and at home. But the catch is you have to live with said hero for a time. And obviously, you had not planned to do that. But at the end of the 3rd page, sat your signature. So, you do- you do move in with your hero. To be more percise, Dynamight. Pro hero Dynamight the #2 pro hero for fucks sakes. Hey at least you got eye candy for a roomie?

And the next day, you were moved into his loft. It was a beautiful house, not something you would expect from a gruff and mean man, but it suited him at the same time. It had a hint of rustic to it but very much modern as well. Either he actually had good style or he had someone else taking care of the house. Probably the latter option to be fairly honest but hey, if it was so clean, that meant he was rarely home- right? More time alone equals less awkward encounters. You place your bag down and take a few more steps into the apartment, and the smell of burnt caramel fills your nose. Up the stairs, there were 2 doors on opposite sides of a common room. A simple sofa, and a carpet.

And so, you walk over to the door on the left, closest to where you were and get ready to turn the knob. Before you hear the front door slam open with a bang and an explosive voice to follow. "What the fuck d'ya mean I hav'ta take care of some extra?!" the voice exclaims, and suddenly you feel like an intruder. Maybe that is what you were, but there was no way you were going to admit it. He continued to scream, presumably into an earpiece before he suddenly stops. Ah shit. He found my stuff. You silently curse to yourself before you hear him start stomping up the stairs.

"Ah, uh- hi...?" you smile at the monster of a man in front of you. You have no idea to look, because you know if you look at him you would be met with muscle to gawk at, so you settle for the floor. You could feel his eyes burning a hole through your head. And in an effort to break the silence you speak up again. "It's nice to meet you...?" it came out as more of a question but never the less you extend a hand, hoping he won't crush you. Because just by looking at him, he very well could. "This ain't your room." simple and effective, love it buddy.

"Oh yeah, okay." you take a few steps back and observe him, he was still in his hero costume- dusted in dirt and rubble. But he looks like a statue made of marble. His height rivalled the doorway, and his build was... beyond muscular. From what you know from media, his strength was amazingly impressive. He could lift you with ease. A fact, a thought that really you shouldn't be having about a literal stranger. But you have all the time in time in the world to get to know him. At least until this little 'issue' blows over.

Might as well enjoy it while it lasts, hmm?

______________________________________3 WEEKS IN___________

And a few weeks in, you both are on fairly good terms. He has almost walked in on your 'alone time' twice. Since he refuses to acknowledge your not so subtle advances. But aside from having almost zero sense of privacy, it isn't that bad to live with him. He lets you go out whenever and he can even cook. But, the best part is him, after the first few days his demeanour went from prickly to tolerable and goddamn was it worth braving the storm. And with his comfort came the sweatpants. Those amazingly perfectly baggy-in-just-the-right-places sweatpants. If only, if only he didn't see you as a nuisance living with him. It would give you a MUCH higher chance of getting what you truly wanted.

_________________________________________3 MONTHS IN________

About 3 months in, and still your helpless little crush remained a crush. But hey at least you got his number!

'What you want to eat' 'Anything is good! Thanks Bakugou.' 'Katsuki.' 'Katsuki, sorry'

you grin like an idiot and kick you legs like a giddy teenager, Progress, this was progress! Your conversations were much more comfortable. He enjoyed his personal space yes, but the both of you have done normal things like watch movies and eat together. He also got very close to you? Maybe it was unconsciously, but he would often but his arm over the couch behind you or stand behind you while you grab things from the shelves. Maybe you might ahve a chance?

And usually, you were in a good mood. But today was not usually. Despite your progress with your crush, you hadn't had a good fuck in a while. And your good ol toys just weren't doing it for you. Especially knowing that you have such an amazing specimen a few feet away in the other room. It was very frustrating, essentially.

But a knock on the door breaks you out of your little trance and you walk down to greet him at the door. So you pull a sweater over your tank top, leaving you in some pj shorts to cover your legs. You can just cover your legs with a blanket later. "So, what'd ya get?" you ask trying to peek into the bag. "Food." he deadpans, sending a faux glare down to you. "yeah, but what kind of food? Do tell." you follow him into the kitchen. With a ditzy little walk, He opens the bag, pulling out some vegetables and pulling some noodles from the cupboard.

"Noodles." he ignores your slight pout and only looks up to you when you sit on the counter. "What's up with you today." he starts cutting the vegetables but looks over his shoulder to look at you when you speak. "M' hungry and you won't tell me what to be hungry for." you cross your arms and puff a fake angry sigh through your nose. Giving a slight pout.

"Mhm." he hums, and you hop off the counter when he nods towards the tv. "You will figure it out. Now put something on unless you plan to entertain me." you scoff and turn on the tv. No way he would actually let you, unfortunately. SO, you switch it on to a bad rom-com to annoy him, of course. And soon, he brings out the food and hands you a bowl of ramen. Courtesy of convenience store noodles and broth. He was an amazing cook, he just lacked motivation sometimes.

"This movie is ass pipsqueak." ah yes his delightful name for you. "Well, you said put on a movie but you weren't specific so I had free range." you grin and he slings his arm over the coach. Damn do his pecs look inviting. Like his own personal pillows, man tits if you will. You can't keep count of how many times you dreamt of sleeping on those absolute honkers. So, in retaliation of him blue balling you with his existence, you lean into the space he made by moving his arm. He could easily stop you if he doesn't like it, so you lean on him. "The fuck?" he looks down at you and suddenly you feel like you did something wrong. "Oh uh, if you don't like it I can move." you were just roomates after all, there was no way he would approve of your horny little crush on him. "Tch." he pulls you even closer and now you were on his lap, laying on him while he leans against the couch.

And they were roomates.

_______________________________________________1 DAY LATER_

Finally, he left early that day to go to work. So you had the house to yourself, for most of the day. And so, you decide to bust out you ol' friend the 5 incher. A silicone dildo, not the most high quality but it did the job that had to be done. So, you pull your shorts off, and then pull your panties and let them tumble to your ankles. You push it inside of your poor cunt and moan when it brushes against your gspot. You begin to fuck yourself with the toy and lazily circle your clit. Letting your mind imagine any scenarios it deems satisfactory, which results in a dream of your precious roommate hunched over you in that black tank top that shows off a lot more than it hides. And with those beautifully worn out sweat pants.

"Fuuuck- Kats..." you moan while you circle your clit with your thumb, you don't notice how the door opened. But as your thrusts got more desperate, and your fingers got sloppy, the foot steps up the stairs approached. You moans got breathy and you were so so so close- just a little more- boom, your door swings open.

Fuck.

"So this is what you do when i'm gone?" despite the condescending tone, he was smirking. "I'm so sorry!" you stammer, trying to close your thighs to protect what dignity you could possibly have left. "Don't pretend I don't hear ya moanin' my name when I come home like this." he chuckles, closing the door behind him. You feel like a rat trapped by an angry dog. Fuck dignity. But, this was an opportunity. The question is, would you take it?

So, you give him a pitiful gaze and slightly part your thighs "m' sorry Katsuki, won't do it again." oh you were totally going to do it again. How come being a bimbo was so fun? "Don't lie, brat." he scoffs and walks over to the bed. And you slightly crawl back, it seems he does not like that. He clicks his tongue in annoyance, and crawls above you. Caging you in a prison of pure muscle. His hair was pulled back into a lose ponytail of ash blonde hair, with a few stray strands caging his scarred face. His eyes wander your body, from your scrunched up tank top to the panties you hastily pulled up and finally to the abandoned dildo laying on the bed, covered in slick still.

"Don't tell me ya use that?" he scoffs and you look at it in confusion. What was wrong with it? "And if I do?" your apologetic tone was gone and left no traces as you narrow your eyes, full of fake confidence. He chuckles, "So, yer tellin me you would rather use that than ask me for help." he spares you an incredulous glance and you sigh. "You're the one who walks around like you don't ooze sex appeal." you roll your eyes and look him up and down. "Hm." he hums and dips his head down "Y'know all you have to do is ask." you laugh and loop your arms around his head.

"So, the number 3 hero will fuck anybody who asks?" he grins and nips at your shoulder, and you have to struggle to stifle a moan. "Nah just skimpy roommates." he snarls you tangle a hand in his hair and tug a little bit. You giggle and he snakes his hand down to your throbbing cunt. He slowly rubs his hand over your thighs and runs a finger of the damp, thin fabric. "So wet, all for me?" you nod smile at him before he lightly smacks your clit making you squeal. "Fuckin slut." and with a quick movement he shoves your soiled panties to the side and shoves a finger inside. You have to bite back your moans while he fingers you at a pace you could never set yourself. all you can do is grind your tiny little hips against hand and do what he wants you too. "Mm- cumm- cumming-" you manage to squeak amongst the lewd sounds of his fingers fucking into your wet cunt.

And he pulls out his fingers with a sadistic grin, and you whine at the loss of contact. He pulls his the band of his pants down and pumps his dick just enough for you to see. You fantasy was definitely not accurate in terms of that. "See, y'have a much better dick right here, Princess." it was much better than you had imagined.

And before long he had you bouncing on his cock, and you were already fucked dumb. He had you stretched perfectly. And he hit every spot you loved and even ore you didn't know existed. It was too much and not enough at the same time, and fucking hell was he enjoying it. You were babbling on about how it was too much but you were begging to cum just a minute ago? Which did you want? And plus the way his name tumbled off you tongue like it was pure sugar was intoxicating. How could he stop fucking you tight little cunt that his been neglected since you got here? Especially when you keep grinding your hips against him to meet his thrusts. And your precious little tits that bounce inside of the confines of your tank top.

Perfect, absolutely perfect. Just like the little appearing and disappearing bulge in your stomach. He takes breaks from abusing your clit like it's his favourite toy, only too press on it and feel you tighten around his cock. "Who's this cunt belong too?" he snarls into your ear. "Yours-! Its yours Kats!" you babble, trying to get some more praise out of him. it was like a drug to you at this point. "That's right. It's mine, so don't touch it unless I give you permission, you understand?" you nod frantically, while he presses on your clit. "Good girl." he purrs, he sounds satisfied. And the praise makes you clench down on him again. "So fuckin tight... such a pretty pussy." he starts rubbing lay circles over your clit, and a knot starts to tighten in your core.

"Kats- m' gonna cum" you string something cohesive together hoping, praying he will let you cum. "Mm go ahead Princess." he smiles, albeit condescendingly, it still makes you little heart flutter. And you mouth hangs open in a silent scream while you claw at the arms that are fucking you down on his cock through your orgasm. And soon, he comes tumbling after, after your cunt tightens around his cock and practically milking it for all it's worth. And you fall limp over his shoulder.

A few minutes of comfortable silence pass before he gets up, and slides his pants up and walking out of the room. Maybe that was it? just a fling? But you are soon proven wrong when he walks back in, towel in hand. "M' gonna clean you up, mkay? And then you can sleep." it was true, you were getting tired but you two really needed to talk! "But I have so many questions.." you mumble. While his skilled fingers clean your body. "And I will answer em when you aren't about to knock yourself out." he smiles at your tired eyes and pulls you onto his chest before climbing into bed and pulling the covers over the both of you. "Love ya Kats" you mumble between yawns. And close your eyes. "Mhm." he hums, rubbing the hand shaped bruises on your waist and fondly looking at the bite marks and bright pink marks that littered your body.

He was obsessed with you.

And he proved that, by asking you to completely move in with him. And he managed to make you do so by fucking you dumb until you agreed. Because how could he let that fucking creep have the chance to see you again unless it was with you covered in hickeys and purple marks left by yours truly?

promise me | bakugou katsuki

( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to @birds-have-teeth )

pairing: bakugou x fem!reader

genre: angsty fluff

summary: you’re used to dealing with your problems all on your own, but sometimes the weight becomes too heavy. and just when you feel like you’re about to fall, bakugou is always there to steady you back on your feet.

warnings: suicidal thoughts, descriptions of a panic attack, dark thoughts in general

word count: 3.2k

a/n: at first i wasn’t gonna post this because it was more of a comfort fic for me since i’ve been struggling a lot recently and bakugou is my comfort character, but i thought this could make other people feel better too so yeah :)

small disclaimer: this is completely based on my OWN, PERSONAL experience !!!!! if you ever experience suicidal thoughts, please seek help; you’re not alone. and you’re loved. you’re worth it.

IT was too much. you couldn’t handle it. you thought you could and that’s why you decided to not tell anyone, especially not bakugou. he knew about your struggles and burdens; at some point in your relationship you decided you felt comfortable enough to share that part of yourself with him and even tho he couldn’t really understand all of your emotions, he was still very supportive. but of course that didn’t mean you told him everything. sure, you trusted him with your life and you knew he would never judge you, but that wasn’t enough to make the voices in your head go away.

for a while everything seemed to be fine, you had managed to keep yourself distracted enough to not have to be alone with your thoughts. whether it was hanging out with friends, going on dates with bakugou, or watching tv shows, you were always busy with something. but there’s only so much one can do to stop themselves from thinking, or in your case, overthinking.

the nights were the worst. normally you’d watch random videos until your eyes started hurting from the brightness of you phone and then go to bed, but there were times when even that wasn’t enough. when not even heavy metal songs could be as loud as your dark thoughts, and they only seemed to intensify the more you tried to push them away. you tossed and turned on bed in hopes of eventually tiring yourself out, yet you ended up sitting on the mattress with hot tears streaming down your cheeks as you tried your best to catch your breathing.

all the emotions you suppressed for months now suddenly came crashing down on you, forcing you to face your inner demons and making you realize just how not okay you were. you couldn’t quite pinpoint what was bothering you so much; it was everything, yet nothing at the same time. it was about you, but also everyone else in your life. it was about not knowing who you were, about losing yourself and not really knowing what you were doing with your life. it was about thinking you were a failure, yet better than most people. it was confusing. and it was eating you alive.

your hands tugged at your hair so tight a part of you was afraid you were gonna rip it off and your chin rested on your knees as you brought them up to your chest in a feeble attempt to hug yourself.

this always happens. stop making such a big deal about it. why are you even crying? you’re so ungrateful. such an attention seeker. completely pathetic. why is bakugou even dating you? he might as well leave you for someone better. prettier. smarter.

loud sobs left your mouth as your thoughts mentally destroyed you, your insecurities getting the best of you. but it was more than that. this wasn’t just about not feeling good enough or thinking you didn’t deserve your boyfriend. it was about thinking you would be better off. after all you were just a bother, right? you would be doing everyone a favor if you just fucking did it, but you couldn’t. you wouldn’t. because you were scared. because you were a coward.

at some point it became too much, you could barely even breathe and your chest was hurting, or maybe it was your heart, along with your head, which’s pounding had become almost unbearable. your eyes burned from all the crying and you could feel the puffiness beginning to form around them. with trembling hands and blurry vision, you took your phone in your hands and dialed the only person you knew was capable of helping you in a situation like this.

the blonde haired boy groaned when he heard his phone ringing from the nightstand next to his bed. he rubbed his eyes before mentally insulting whoever was calling him so fucking late at night, but just as he was about to start screaming onto the phone’s speaker, he saw your name flash across the screen and his whole expression changed in less that a second. because you were his exception to everything. 

“y/n? do you know what fucking time it is? this better be-” he didn’t get to finish his sentence when a sob coming from your end interrupted him. suddenly he was up and about, his eyes widening as he sat on his bed, all the sleepiness he felt moments ago disappearing at the heartbreaking sound. “are you- are you crying?”

“k-katsuki,” he cringed, hating the way your voice sounded so broken and not like your usual self. and while he didn’t know what was going on exactly, he had a pretty good idea.

“i’m here,” he tried to assure you, but he hated how your sobs only got louder after that. “what happened? are you okay?”

“no. it’s bad,” you couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him, not when you needed him the most. “i’m s-sorry for calling you so late, i-”

“you don’t have to apologize. i wasn’t that tired anyways,” he bit his lower lip, debating on what he should do next. “do you want me to come over?”

“yes,” you didn’t even hesitate; it almost sounded like you were begging and bakugou could feel his breath hitching in his throat for a moment. “please, i need you.” that was all he needed to hear before he hung up, throwing the phone on his desk as he hurriedly put on whatever shirt he had laying around, not bothering to put shoes on. he didn’t have time to think about some stupid footwear. he stumbled while running towards your dorm room, not giving a fuck about how loud his steps were or if he could wake up his classmates.

much to his luck, your room wasn’t that far away from his so he got there in less than two minutes. he could feel his heart hammering against his chest as his hand gripped the door’s knob, but he didn’t waste any time before turning it around and letting himself inside. the sight before his eyes made something inside bakugou break. you were sitting down on the floor with your knees up to your chest, hands clutching your head tightly as choked sobs kept leaving your mouth. and he hated it. he hated it because he knew exactly how you felt; the same way he felt every night when he was alone in the confines of his room and his thoughts were the only thing keeping him company.

you hadn’t noticed him, too focused on trying not to pass out, so he made his way over to you slowly in order to not startle you. he kneeled down in front of you, quickly recalling the website he had read a few days ago that talked about what to do when a person was having a panic attack. his hand gently touched your shoulder, careful not to scare you, and while you still flinched at the sudden touch, your expression somewhat softened after seeing it was none other than your boyfriend.

“hey beautiful,” he smiled softly at you, or at least tried his best since all he wanted to do was scream and fight someone. because you didn’t deserve this. someone as kind as you didn’t deserve to go through all this shit. “can you hear me?” you nodded, tears still running down your cheeks and your whole body trembling. “good, now let’s take a few deep breaths,” he inhaled deeply before exhaling, wanting you to repeat his actions and you tried. your hands stopped gripping your scalp, instead opting for bakugou’s arms, which were at each side of you as they held onto your shoulders. “you’re doing great, just focus on me okay? only me.” you nodded once again, still trying to ease your breathing pattern as you stared into his beautiful vermilion eyes, the ones that always managed to intimidate you (in a good way of course).

after a few more minutes of breathing exercises, you managed to stop the pants that came out of your mouth, but tears still ran down your cheeks as the thoughts never ceased, perhaps getting louder and louder with every passing second. you wanted nothing more than to close your eyes and curl yourself into a ball, but you knew that wasn’t gonna solve anything. so you kept holding on to your boyfriend’s arms, as if he was the only thing holding you down to earth.

this better fucking work, bakugou thought to himself before he spoke up again, “y/n, can you tell me five things you can see?”

“you,” talking was still hard, yet you forced yourself to look around the room and answer his question correctly. “my p-phone, the desk, d-dirty laundry, and,” all this thinking made the pounding in your head worse, but at least you weren’t focusing on the voices. “my stuffed t-teddy bear.”

“hm, four things you can touch?” one of his hands tenderly gripped your shoulder, his eyes never leaving yours.

“y-you, your shirt, the c-carpet, and m-my pj’s.” the dizziness in your head started to come to a halt and you sniffled, thankful that bakugou was able to make things better. like always.

“that’s it, you’re doing so well. now three things you can hear?” his head turned around to leave an innocent kiss on the skin of your forearm, his gaze still focused on your face.

“your voice, t-the rain, and the air conditioner.” the feeling of bakugou’s lips made you come back to your senses slowly but surely. now your hands were the only thing trembling, not your whole body.

“you’re almost there baby, two things you can smell?”

“my diffuser and your perfume,” a small smile made its way to your lips as you breathed in his scent, letting out a pleasant sigh as the smell filled your nostrils. “caramel.”

bakugou scoffed, a soft blush splashed across his cheeks as he looked away from you for a moment.

“one thing you can taste?”

you took in a deep breath, not really knowing what to answer until you licked your lips and tasted the familiar sweetness of your chapstick, “cherry.” your grip on bakugou’s arm loosened, but still lingered there. he let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding in, feeling a big weight off his shoulders knowing you could breathe properly again, but he was still bothered by the situation.

“dumbass, don’t ever scare me like that again.” his words were rather rough yet you knew he meant no harm, you knew he was genuinely scared for your well being and that was just his way of voicing out his concern.

“i’m sorry.”

“what did i tell you about apologizing all the damn time?” he groaned, letting his arms fall to his sides as your hands came up to wipe your remaining tears away. you sent him an apologetic smile before sighing, squeezing your eyes shut as you tried to wrap your head around everything that happened.

meanwhile, bakugou stared intently at you, wondering whether or nor he should ask what caused the sudden outburst. he didn’t want to make you feel worse, but if he knew you like he thought he did (which he does), you’d probably end up bottling everything inside until you had another breakdown. and he’ll be damned if he ever let’s that happen again.

silently, he crawled towards you. and once he was close enough, he positioned himself behind you so you could sit on his lap and you happily complied. you cuddled your face against his warm chest, enjoying the comfort it provided, and bakugou placed his chin on top of your head, keeping you close to him. you stayed like that for a few minutes, just basking in each other’s presence, but in reality bakugou was just giving you some more time to calm down before pestering you with questions that could possibly overwhelm you.

“you want to talk about it?” he was still keeping his tone low and gentle; anyone who heard him would’ve been extremely confused by his sudden change in demeanor. because he could be a lot of things, but gentle was not one of them. then again, you were his exception. you were different.

“i...don’t know,” your hands played with the hem of his black tank top, eyebrows furrowed together as you tried to find the right words to describe your internal turmoil. “it’s just...everything piling up and never knowing what to do,” bakugou leaned down to place a kiss on your temple, quietly letting you know that he wasn’t going anywhere, and somehow, that made you want to cry all over again. “you know when you get really tired of yourself and your life?” he hesitantly nodded, not knowing where you were going with this. “well i feel like that everyday. a-and sometimes i think it would all be better if i disappeared.”

it took him approximately 5 seconds to get what you exactly meant by disappearing, but when he did boy was he mad. his eyebrows furrowed and his grip on you tightened, an annoyed, yet concerned expression evident on his face. how could you say that? you were his everything, the only one who could calm him down, the one who made him smile by just breathing; his light. he wouldn’t know what to do without you, hell he didn’t even want to imagine it.

“you’re such an idiot,” a smile tugged your lips at his harsh choice of words, the complete opposite of the hold he had on you. “you listen to me because you know how much i hate repeating myself,” one of his hands grabbed your chin softly, yet firmly as he tilted your head to make you look at him directly. “feeling like this is not your fault. i know that it’s easier to blame yourself for everything that goes wrong in your life, trust me, i know. but there are things in life that we just can’t control and most definitely aren’t responsible for.”

you scoffed, “well you’re one to talk.”

“tch, such a smartass, aren’t you?” bakugou rolled his eyes at your remark. “that’s exactly why i’m telling you all this, dumbass. because i don’t want you to go through what i did, especially when you have me by your side to help you.” your eyes widened at his sweet confession, gaze softening at the boy in front of you. he avoided it, looking to the side with rosy cheeks.

“katsuki…” you lowered your voice, lifting your hand to place it on bakugou’s cheek and your heart jumped when he looked at you. his eyes reflected nothing but pure love and adoration, and you were sure yours were the exact same. without saying another word, you kissed him softly, fingers caressing his soft skin. the kiss was short and innocent, but it made bakugou smile ever so slightly.

“let me finish,” he said once you pulled away and the determination in his voice made you nod, knowing he needed to say whatever was on his mind. “i know there’s nothing i can do to make your pain disappear or for you to change your mindset because that’s not how it works. but i am and will always be here for you. i don’t give a shit if you think you’re gonna bother me or if it’s late or if you think it’s something stupid, you just tell me. and if the thoughts continue then maybe we can even get a professional to help you, but please don’t give up on me.” the crack in his voice at the end of his sentence made your heart stutter.

both of your hands cradled bakugou’s face, your eyes desperately looking for his once again. when he finally looked at you, you saw the tears threatening to fall from his eyes and how hard he was trying to hold himself back from breaking down. he needed to be strong. he couldn’t be weak in front of you. you were the one who needed to be comforted, not him. so with those thoughts in mind, bakugou sniffled and roughly wiped the unshed tears away. but you didn’t move from your place.

“so promise me,” he pulled you impossibly close, your faces barely inches apart. “promise me you won’t give up, that you’ll fight and be stronger than your demons because you fucking are. you’re so much stronger than you think, shit you’re probably stronger than me!” your eyes widened, surprised he even said something like that, but knowing he 100% meant it. because bakugou didn’t lie. “promise me.”

you nodded multiple times, taking out your pinky to show him you were serious about this. and while bakugou thought you couldn’t be any more childish, he still grinned and interlaced his own pinky with yours, “i promise.”

“good, now let’s sleep because i’m tired as fuck.” you rolled your eyes at the sudden change in attitude.

“knew it was too good to be true.” he raised an eyebrow at your comment, standing up to lay down on your bed, the soft sheets welcoming him with your scent. 

“the fuck is that supposed to mean?” 

“nothing, let’s just sleep.” you sent him a smile before laying down next to him, his arms quickly wrapping themselves around your waist to pull you even closer.

you turned around in his hold to properly look at him. his head rested comfortably against the pillow, his hair messy and sticking up in all different directions, while his eyes lazily looked over at you. he looked angelic, ethereal even. without thinking it twice, you ran one of your hands through his hair, giggling when he let out a happy hum and gripped your hips, as if telling you to keep going. he looked so pretty, lips slightly pouty as he forced himself to stay awake for a little longer. at least until you fell asleep. 

“wanna know something really cheesy?” he sounded tired and you felt bad for keeping him awake so late when he probably had a long day. nevertheless, you hummed and continued to comb your fingers through his hair. “you’re fucking amazing. absolutely mesmerizing,” bakugou opened his eyes to look at you better, a small smile tugging his lips upwards as he saw your flushed expression, trying to look away from him, but he didn’t let you. “i love you, y/n.”

he’s said it before, and you should be used to it by now, but it never fails to make you heat up and feel all fuzzy inside. bakugou looks so serious, because he wants you to know he truly means it, yet so soft at the same time and you know this isn’t easy for him. he doesn’t like showing his vulnerable side to people, thinking it makes him weak, so to have him open up to you and declare his love for you so openly makes you feel special. because you’re the only one who knows this side of him. 

“i love you more, katsuki.” another genuine smile grazes bakugou’s lips after hearing you call him by his first name, your voice sweet like honey.

he presses a kiss on your forehead as he lets you snuggle up against him, “go to sleep, i’ll be here when you wake up.” 

that night, you slept peacefully, knowing you’re safe in bakugou’s arms. you don’t know what tomorrow or any other day holds for you, but if you have him by your side, you know you can overcome anything. 

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What if y/n was having a girls night and they started talking about lewd stuff or kinks (maybe they were playing T or D? Idk) and the mha guys they liked or are in a relationship with BUTTT it turns out they boys were eavesdropping ANDD THEY GOT ALL HOT AND BOTHERED AND WANTED TO FULFILL Y/ns FANTASY💘💦 you can pick which one ends up with y/n……….I’m not super sure how your requests work (I didn’t find your rules) uh so if it doesn’t work like this please ignore this 🙈😳🤭 thank you 

skrtttt my first request! I made a rule page after seeing this bc i realized that i didnt have one- but YES okay onward-

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sleepover fantasies

bakugou x fem!reader

aged up! american college AU

I made some changes but kept the basic idea of the request! I hope you enjoyyy!

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

cw: SMUT, Nosy ass boys, sex toys, discussion about fantasies and kinks, choking mentioned, impact play mentioned, choking, face fucking mentioned, the name princess used, oral (fem recieving), unprotected sex, gagging on fingers, cream pie, small aftercare, the whole fic is sexual, not proofread

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Being in college meant more work and less time with friends. Obviously, this takes a toll on a whole group of friends that have been together for years. So, naturally, Mina and Kirishima decide to plan a once a month group sleepover at their shared apartment just off campus.

A lot of the time, it started with everyone- Denki, Bakugou, Sero, Kirishima, Deku, Todoroki, Mina, Y/n, Ochako, Jirou, Asui, and Momo- in the living room lightly drinking, smoking, playing Mario Kart, debating random shit that didn't matter, and ordering food. It would always end with the guys in the living room and the girls in Mina and Kirishima's shared bedroom.

And thats exactly how tonight went.

Tossing their bags in various spots around the room, Jirou found herself sat on the floor next to Momo- who was half asleep. Ochako and Asui sat on bean bags they dragged in from the living room. Mina and Y/n flopped themselves on the bed. A collective sigh rang through the room as the girls were all relieved to be away from the guys for the time being.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP- YOU CHEATED SPARKY." Bakugou's voice was loud enough to boom through the shut bedroom door.

"I DID NOT- AND EVEN IF I DID YOU CANT KILL ME-" Denki sounded panicked.

"LIKE HELL I CANT-" Bakugou shouted back, the sound of Kirishima trying to calm the angrier of the blondes down made the girls laugh.

"God- how do they have so much energy still?" Momo asked, leaning her head on Jirous shoulder with her eyes closed.

"How are you so tired? Its like- 10 pm." Mina asked, laying on her stomach facing the girl in question.

"This week sucked- too many tests and projects all at once." Momo responded with closed eyes.

"Oh my god- me too! Why do all professors plan this shit in the same week?" Ochako piped in, earning a nod of agreement from Asui.

"They're all in on it together Im convinced." Asui added, making Jirou giggle.

"Just wanna see us fail-" Jirous thought was interrupted.

"YOU FUCKIN NASTY BITCH." Y/n yelled, hopping up from the bed, pink vibrator and a pair of keys in hand.

"OH MY GOD NO-" Mina tried to get the pink toy out of Y/ns hand to no avail as she jumped on the bed away from her.

"What the hell?!" Ochako asked, marveling at the scene playing out in front of her.

"WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE THESE ON THE NIGHT STAND-" Y/n asked.

"ITS CLEAN I SWEAR- IT NEEDED TO DRY OFF FROM BEING CLEANED OFF." Mina exclaimed, snatching the toy from Y/n's hand.

"What the hell are these for?" Y/n asked, flopping back down onto the bed, dangling the keys in front of her face.

"I think I could tell ya-" Jirou said, pointing to the headboard where one end of a pair of cuffs was locked.

"YOU DIRTY BITCH-" Y/n started laughing.

"Oh shut up, he looked fuckin good today and I couldn't wait until everyone left tomorrow." Mina laughed with her, taking the keys from her and unlocking the cuffs from the bed.

Mina crouched down under next to the bed, pulling out a big black box.

"You're fuckin kidding me." Jirou said.

"No way!" Ochako leaned forward to see what was in the box.

"Oh my god youre all children!" Mina yelled, opening the box of sex toys and putting the toy, cuffs, and keys back where they belong.

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The unusually high amount of commotion coming from the room where the girls were got all of the guys' attention.

"Theyre loud tonight." Kirishima said, starting the obvious.

"Thanks captain obvious." Bakugou scoffed.

"Shut up!" Kirishima said, throwing a pillow at Bakugous head.

"I wonder what the commotion is." Sero said, thinking out loud.

"Wanna find out?" Denki asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"What, just go in and ask why theyre being loud? Thats rude." Todoroki inquired.

"No, you simple minded man. We eavesdrop!" Denki exclaimed as if it were obvious.

"No! We cant- thats invading their privacy!" Deku's face reddened.

"You're such a pussy." Bakugou said to the green haired boy, throwing the pillow at him instead of back at Kiri.

"C'monnnn they HAVE to be talking about something good- we never know what they do in there!" Denki said, thinking of his deepest fantasies.

"Oh god- what are you thinking about in that tiny brain?" Sero asked, tapping Denki's forehead.

"C'mon! I'm going- it's gotta be interesting." Denki said, walking towards the room.

The remaining boys sat in silence until Sero stood and followed Denki. "He has a point- they could be talking shit."

"It could be something embarrassing and funny! I could always use more ammo against Mina. C'mon." Kirishima said, Standing, dragging Bakugou with him.

The remaining boys followed, not wanting to be left out, Deku muttering to himself about privacy.

Leaned up against the door, Denki signaled the guys to be silent.

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"NO WHAT IS THAT ONE-" Y/n yelled, lunging forward to the box, reaching in. She and Mina were always closer than the rest of the girls, so this was nothing out of the ordinary. They invaded each others personal space and belongings on the daily.

She pulled out an O gag, holding it up in awe.

"It's to keep my mouth open." Mina explained simply with a small smirk.

"Oh my god." Y/n felt like she discovered the secrets of the world in this box. "What about this?" She asked, the rest of the girls gathering around, Momo suddenly more awake than ever.

"That one-" Mina took the toy from Y/n. "-is a vibrating butt plug."

"Holy shit." Y/n sat back on her butt, wanting to learn what everything was.

"Is that a fucking whip?" Momo asked.

"Sure is- I like that shit." Mina said plainly, holding the small whip in her hand.

"Like...being hit is a turn on for you?" Ochako asked, sitting next to Y/n.

"Only with consent and in a certain setting. Its just harder spanking." Mina explained.

"Spanking?" Y/n asked.

"Yeah- the basics. Spanking, hair pulling-" Mina started.

"Have you never done that stuff, Y/n?" Jirou asked.

"No. I mean nobody has ever like...Its always been quick hook ups ya know?" Y/n explained.

"I havent either... I'm too nervous." Ochako admitted.

"Oh my god! Ladies! You should experience your fantasies! You deserve it!" Mina exclaimed.

"You really should be able to, but with someone you trust." Asui added.

"I dont know if Izuku would be into it...I'd love for him to pull my hair sometimes though..." Ochako blushed.

"Never know till you ask!" Mina said.

"God- I want to know what it all feels like. I need to get laid." Y/n sighed.

"Aw baby! What are your fantasies? We can find ya someone!" Mina offered, sitting with the rest of the girls.

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"Damn Kirishima!" Denki whisper yelled to the blushing red head.

"Didn't know you two got down like that man." Sero whispered. "Props."

"What does- Ochako wants me to- what!?" Deku whisper yelled.

Bakugou didn't respond. He was too tuned into the girls' conversation, wanting to hear with his crush would say about her fantasies. He had been pining over Y/n for years from a distance, admiring her courage, her humor, her talent, and her ass- sorry boobs- sorry hips- sorry intelligence.

"Shut up, you idiots." He finally whispered, making the boys lean back in to the door.

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"Well, I mean hair pulling and spanking is a given- but like. I want the whole uh- calling someone daddy. Being called names maybe? I dont know, I've seen some stuff in porn too- like being bent over a counter? Or do shit in public even? God that sounds weird when I say it out loud-" Y/n said, shaking her head, trying to laugh it off.

"It isnt weird!" Asui reassured her.

"Babe, you just saw my gags, cuffs, and dildos. You're not weird." Mina giggled.

"Oh the gags too!" Ochako piped in. "I love that idea."

"I wanna be gagged with fingers not a ball." Y/n admitted.

"Oh my god- you would love being face fucked." Jirou chuckled.

"Face fucked?" Y/n asked.

"Like when a guy pretty much uses your mouth to get off." Mina explained.

"Oh... yeah... thats-" Y/n blushed and laughed, the entire group of girls laughing.

"You're a subby bitch, huh?" Mina asked.

"Guess so!" Y/n replied, laughing further.

"You need to be tied up and fucked-" Mina started, Y/n stopping her by yelling.

"STOPPP Oh my god SHUT UP." Y/n was red and warm.

"Who would it be?" Ochako asked.

"What?" Y/n replied.

"Who do you want to fuck you?" Jirou asked, catching on.

"Oh my god yeah!" Asui leaned in.

"Who who who!" Mina shook the girl's shoulders.

"IM NOT GONNA JUST SAY IT WHEN HES LITERALLY IN THE SAME APARTMENT-" Y/n admitted, shaking Mina shoulders as well.

"ITS ONE OF THE GUYS?!"

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"Oh fuck." Denki muttered.

Bakugou's face was red and he was thinking about all of the things he wanted to do to the seemingly innocent girl on the other side of the door.

"I bet its Sero." Denki whispered.

"Nah, I'm betting Todoroki." Sero replied.

"Totally not me." Todoroki whispered.

"Shut. Up." Bakugou seethed.

The guys all shut their mouths, realizing Bakugou wanted his name to come out of her mouth.

"Oh shit-" Denki started.

"Dont." Kirishima warned.

Denki chuckled and leaned back in to the door.

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"No- I'm not saying. It would NEVER happen anyways." Y/n said, blushing and looking to the floor.

"Is it Todoroki?!" Ochako asked.

"No its totally Sero." Jirou said.

"No no no it HAS to be Denki-" Momo started, the girls all debating with each other, except for Y/n and Mina.

"Oh my god." Mina said quietly, realization hitting her. "OH my GOD." She said again, louder, making everyone silently look at her.

"It's fucking Bakugou." Mina said, sure that she was right.

"No way." Asui said, convinced otherwise.

"Its absolutely Bakugou isn't it?" Mina asked her best friend with a smirk.

"FUCK OFF- oh my god- its not like- he wouldnt even- he wouldnt look in my direction- its not a big deal!" Y/n stuttered around her words, hating that she was found out.

"HOLY SHIT." Jirou yelled in shock.

"You really must want degradation." Momo chuckled.

"Shut up- he's literally the hottest guy I've ever met." Y/n stated, crossing her arms.

"OH MY GOD!" Ochako squealed.

"No- like- and his voice?! God, call me princess and choke me OUT." Y/n said, full thirst mode activated.

"THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER." Mina yelped.

"No because like- I want Todoroki to ruin me." Momo admitted, taking the pressure off of Y/n.

"Seriously- I want Denki to live his nasty fantasies out with me." Jirou said, joining in.

"Sero could bound me up any day." Asui added.

"I need Izu to be mean to me so bad." Ochako groaned.

"Kirishima is so fucking good- guys. Last night, he ate my ass and I couldve died happy right there."

"The way I need Bakugou to touch me literally all over- his hands are so hot." Y/n continued.

"OH dont even get me started on hands." Ochoko laughed.

"Get Bakugou to like.. hang out with you. One on one." Jirou suggested.

"No no no, I've come to terms with that never happening, He would never go for me- I'm sure he barely knows I exist." Y/n said, waving her hands in front of her.

"That's so not true- youre so hot!" Mina said, smacking her hands down.

"If he doesn't want you, hes insane." Jirou added.

"Gah- whatever. It's not like its gonna happen tonight or whatever- just. Can we drop it?" Y/n asked, feeling the insecurities creeping in.

"Yeah- no problem babes. Oh! Wanna watch New Girl?" Ochako suggested.

"Yes!" Asui, Mina, and Momo said in unison.

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"Momo... wants me to ruin her? What's that even mean?" Todoroki wondered out loud as the guys walked back out to the living room.

"I can pull Ochakos hair lightly. And be like moderately mean-" Deku thought out loud as well.

"Shut up- JIROU WANTS ME!" Denki jumped around the living room.

"And Asui wants me!!" Sero joined the blonde in jumping around.

"Dude..." Kirishima sat down next to a blushing Bakugou.

"What, shitty hair?"

"You're into Y/n arent you?" He asked, making the remaiining guys stop and look at them.

"No!" Bakugou got even redder.

"Oh my god. And she wants your fingers down her throat!" Denki celebrated.

"Shut up!" Bakugou said, putting a pillow over his lap.

"Make a move!" Sero said, patting his friends shoulder.

"I know I'm gonna make a move on Jirou tomorrow-" Denki said, settling down.

"I'm going to ask Momo out." Todoroki confirmed with himself.

"Can we just- turn something on." Bakugou said, throwing the remote at Deku, making him come back to earth.

"O-oh yeah. Sorry Kacchan."

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Y/n woke up around 3 am, the need to pee stronger than any thought in her mind. Getting up, she stepped over her friends on the floor, all asleep.

Meanwhile, Bakugou was awake getting water from the kitchen, noting mentally that all of the guys were passed out.

Hearing light footsteps, he turned his head to see Y/ns figure walking to the bathroom, light turning on as she disappeared into the bathroom, shutting the door.

His hands shook a little as he remembered all the things she said about him that night, the blood rushing to his dick.

"Tch." He scoffed, trying to shake the thoughts from his head as he heard the toilet flush.

She... wanted to fuck him, right?

So why not... now?

His mind raced as his feet took him closer to the bathroom door, brain full of images of what she might look like naked, what sounds she might make.

He stood in front of the door, hearing the sink turn off. He could turn around right now. But what if she noticed him walking away?

His thoughts were stopped by the door opening, his eyes greeted by the sight of Y/n in a long t-shirt looking startled by his presence.

He pushed her back into the bathroom, covering her mouth to make sure nobody woke up.

Shutting the door behind them, he pushed Y/n against the wall opposite the door, looking into her eyes.

"B-Bakugou. What are you doing?" She whisper-yelled, catching her breath from being scared.

"We- I heard you." He said, staring at the most perfect lips he'd seen.

"Heard me? Heard me wh- no. Nonononono." She whispered, panicking, hiding her face in her hands.

"Shhhh." He shushed her, moving her hands from her face, holding them. "Were you telling the truth, princess?" He asked, whispering, breath ghosting her face.

"Y-yeah. I'm sorry if that makes you uncomfortable-" She was interrupted by lips against hers.

His kiss was harsh and urgent, yet it made Y/n's panties soaked.

Y/n felt her hands get pressed against the wall above her, whimpering into Bakugou's mouth at feeling of the cold wall.

Pulling away, he attached his lips to her neck, nipping lightly.

"You never had someone take care 'a ya right, princess?" He asked between nips.

"N-no, just quickies." She admitted, biting back moans.

"Let me take care 'a ya. I'll let ya live out those fantasies" Bakugou demanded, earning a whimper and a nod from Y/n.

Letting go of her hands, Bakugou was pleased to see she kept them up. Obedient, he thought.

He lifted her shirt up and off of her body, revealing her tits. Groaning, he dove into the mounds in front of him, sucking both nipples individually, making her moan.

"Shit, baby. Been hidin these from me?" He asked.

"Ba-bakugou~" She moaned out.

"Katsuki. Call me Katsuki." He demanded, dropping to his knees.

"Katsuki-" She moaned out as he rid her of her panties, spreading her legs, admiring her glistening cunt.

"Damn. You are gorgeous." He praised, fingers starting to toy with her lips.

"Oh my god."

"You really thought I didn't know you existed, princess?" He asked, looking up at her and maintaining eye contact.

"Yeah- you never talk to me-" She muttered, trying to grind her hips against his hand, being stopped by his left hand holding her hips against the tile wall.

"Doesn't mean I havent fucked my fist thinkin about the noises you might make. I watch you- I see how fuckin smart and skilled you are. Not to mention sexy as hell." He admitted, touching Y/n's clit lightly, watching her squirm and gasp.

"P-please, Katsuki." She whined.

"What, princess? Tell me what ya need." He teased her clit more, her hips jerking against his left hand in response.

"Touch me-"

"Touch me what?" He asked, chuckling.

Not knowing what he wanted her to say more, Y/n decided to loop two words into the sentence.

"Please touch me daddy."

With that, Bakugou was holding her hip up with his left hand still, lifting her leg over his shoulder to give him easier access to her wet pussy. He licked a stripe up the center, tasting her slowly. Her hands flew to his hair to stabilize herself.

"Shit, daddy!" She whispered, head pushed against the tile wall as she started to grind her core against his face.

Pushing a finger in, Bakugou felt her pulling his hair lightly, making him moan into her.

"M-moreee." Y/n moaned, feeling her climax already creeping up on her. He added another finger, giving her what she needed.

"Gimme it- cum for me princess- oh fuck-" He went her faster, feeling her walls clench around his fingers. Licking her cum from her pussy, Bakugou was in absolute heaven.

"Pleasepleaseplease-" She whined, feeling him pull away from her and move her foot back to the floor, standing up.

He kissed her, making her taste her own essence, both moaning into the kiss.

"You need to be quiet, princess. Gonna wake everyone up." He whispered into her ear, moving her body to be in front of the counter and mirror. He turned her around, letting her watch the way he played with her nipples for a moment before he couldn't take it anymore.

Taking his shirt off and pushing his pants down, Bakugou knew he needed to be inside of her.

He pushed her shoulders lightly, making her bend over.

"Aint this what you wanted? Hmm? To be bent over a counter and fucked?" He asked, rubbing his dick along her center.

"Y-yes. Need it so bad." She whimpered.

"Your wish is my command." He stated, pushing his cock into her pussy slowly.

She moaned quietly as he bottomed out inside of her, his balls resting against her pussy.

"M-move. Please daddy move- fuck me- god-" She blabbered, hands gripping the marble counter.

Without a word, Bakugou pulled her hair lightly, making her watch them both in the mirror as he began fucking her.

Thrust after thrust, she got louder and louder.

He pulled her hair harder, making her arch up into his chest.

Putting his fingers in her mouth, he whispered in her ear. "Guess ill have to shove my fuckin fingers down your throat to keep ya quiet, hah?"

She gagged as he pushed his fingers further, moaning lightly as her eyes rolled back.

"Gonna cum again, princess? Aw, thats it, cum for daddy." He teased, whispering becoming more horse as he felt his own climax nearing.

"Shit baby- gonna cum- can I- in ya?" He grunted out, feeling her walls tighten around his dick as she drooled around his fingers, letting it drip down his hand. She nodded the best she could as she came, legs twitching, screams of pleasure caught in her throat.

He painted her walls with his cum, grunting with each weak thrust.

As the two came down from their highs, he pulled out, turning and lifting her to sit on the counter, making a mess.

He watched as she leaned her head against the mirror, catching her breath and gripping the counter still as after shock like waves of pleasure ripped through her weakly.

He grabbed a wash cloth from the closet, knowing where everything is as he helped Mina and Kirishima move in and unpack a few months ago.

Wetting it, Bakugou checked on Y/n, seeing that her eyes were shut and her body was calming.

He cleaned Y/n up, starting with her thighs and center, moving down her legs. He got a separate wash cloth to wet with cold water and set on her forehead.

Putting his own underwear and sweat pants on, he gathered her shirt and panties, handing them to her as she came back to planet earth and gave him the cold wash cloth.

"Thank you, Bakugou." She muttered, smiling as she got dressed.

"Hey, I told ya. Katsuki." He reminded her, tilting her chin up and giving her a kiss. This kiss was much softer in comparison to the one earlier.

Pulling away, she blushed.

"Thank you, Katsuki."

"Thank you, Y/n. Hope we can uh- ya know. Do it again?" He asked, not sure how to go about this.

"Absolutely. And maybe I can even hold your hand now and then." She giggled.

"Maybe I'll take ya on a date then, how's that sound princess?" He asked, unsure of where the confidence came from.

"Perfect." She smiled, kissing him one last time before they walked out of the bathroom. "Sleep well, Katsuki."

"You too, princess."

Walking back into the bedroom and laying next to Mina, Y/n was spooked by Mina asking "What the hell took so long? I got cold."

"Oh uh- just had too pee."

"That was a long pee." Mina said, cuddling up to Y/n's side.

"Yeah- Bakugou needed some help." She suggested, hinting a little.

"You fucked Bakugou in my bathroom, didn't you?" Mina asked, yawning.

"Nahhh. He fucked me." The two laughed lightly, falling back asleep.

ع｡˖⁺ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 I 𝐊.𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎

ಌ including: fluff

quality time . acts of service . words of affirmation . reciving gifts

hrs and hrs: Muni long

there you were ranting about your day into katsuki's chest, you never did once think that the blondes love language would be physical touch but then again he was soft at heart for you. "Wait a damn minute, he touched you?" You went silent, you never did like talking about the creepy co-worker. Let alone to Katsuki, since you both knew he would make that guy 'regret the day he was born.' But katsuki knew you too well and took your silence as an answer.

"Listen you tell me when this guy so much as breathes the same air as you again. I don't give two shits if I'm kicking other baddies ass. You call me, okay?" You nodded, smiling softly feeling him press a kiss to your forehead. "Anything else bothering you sweets?" He asked, this time in a softer tone. You always loved how he watched how he acted and talked with you, shaking your head snuggling it further into his chest.

"Since when did ya get so clingy hm?" He teased, as if he wasn't running his fingers through your hair. Smiling up at the blonde you smirked slightly saying, "Ever since you became so cuddly and needy for my touch." Sucking his teeth he pulled the blanket over both of you, blushing lightly feeling your hair tickling his neck as you rested your head on his shoulder.

"I thought you wanted to watch a movie sweets." He reminded you. You shook your head against his skin, "This is better." You mumbled your eyes heavy with sleep as you wrapped your arms around his torso, "Knew it, well g'night princess." Katsuki loved how your weight full rested on him, it was the one thing that could help him fall asleep no matter the situation.

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂.

ಌ including : k. bakugou x fem!reader

ಌ genre: fluff

summary: katsuki hears your singing voice for the first time..

(lets pretend y/n sung this): UTAtoHIBIKI by: hiroyuki sawano

Minutes earlier you had texted katsuki you would be free for a movie date night, that thought must've slipped your mind wile the steam of the shower filled your bathroom. Not hearing the keys rattling in your apartments door, just singing your heart away in the shower. Not even hearing katsu call out for you, the hot water of the shower somehow soothed aches all over your body.

You hummed in content the suds of soap running down your body as you finished up, your singing filling the walls of the bathroom as you turned off the nozzel of the shower. Leaving katsuki to follow the sound of your voice, leading him to your shut bathroom door. It was as if it was a siren pulling him into the depths of the ocean, he followed without any hesitance in his steps. Then he just waited by your door for you to come out, not wanting to disturb your concert he just sat in silence listening to your silky voice fill his ears.

Soon after you stepped out of the bathroom, wearing one of his shirts. Still humming the same tune to the song you were singing, not even noticing Katsuki until your cat went behind you to curl its tail around the blonde's legs. "Oh I'm sorry kats, I wasn't in there long was I?" He shook his head before asking, "Who the hell taught you to sing like that?" You giggled in embarrassment, "I uhm, I've always was able to sing like that. I guess I just never really did." You explained, before feeling katsuki grab your hand and pull you into your bedroom. "H-hey Kats? I thought we were watching the movie in the living room-" "Change of plans, besides I just want your touch right now." He stated, mumbling the last bit.

He let you settle into bed before, resting his head on your thighs. A light blush coating his cheeks, you smiled softly at his actions running your hand through his hair. The other cupping his cheek, "You shoulda told me you could sing that well dork." He mumbled, "Well I mean I didn't think you'd be interested.." You explainned trailing off, people in passing have told you your voice is nice, however it would do you and everyone some good to shut up.

You never told katsuki about this since you didn't like concerning him with personal problems, but he always did figure them out eventually. Looking up at you, he saw the pain swirling in your pupils. "Hey, listen I don't give two fucks about people think of your voice. You shouldn't ether they can fuck right off for all I care, but don't let those extras get to you. Okay?" You nodded with a soft smile, blushing as you felt him kiss the inside of your palm. You loved how katsuki took his time with you, always making sure you didn't go a day without him actively showing his love for you. Moments like these made you so happy that you enrolled at UA. "

Now what was that song you were singing in there?"

Katsuki

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