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saying goodbye to bakugou before leaving on a mission.

giving your long term boyfriend and partner in the hero field a temporary goodbye was never going to be easy. especially when he was just as hesitant to see you off as you were to leave.

“listen, katsuki… i’ll be fine. we’ll text and call every day. trust me, i hate this as much as you do.” you gently placed your hands on either side of his face, feeling the smooth skin of his cheeks underneath your fingertips.

red eyes looked down at you. to a random passerby it would look like he was glaring at you with a gaze full of anger. it was anything but. that look was reserved for you and only you. it was a look full of sincerity, adoration and frustration. eyes that had seen gruesome sights, had seen a countless amount of tragedies but were still able to peer down at you with such an overwhelming amount of love.

his hand lifted to rest atop yours. “i know.. fuck. they coulda sent any hero t’ help with this mission! ‘course it had to be you. always gettin’ the short end of the stick.” his fingers entertwined with yours, bringing your smaller hand to his chest.

you gave him a small smile, squeezing his hand. “no one else has a quirk better suited for this mission than me. i have to do this, kats.” the look that he gave you told you he understood perfectly that this had to be done, he just wasn’t quite ready to accept it.

the distant sound of the subway train could be heard and you huffed a sigh, reluctantly letting go of the blonde’s hand and dropping your hands back to your side. you took a few steps back from him and pat down your shirt — a feeble attempt to discreetly wipe away the sweat that had formed on your palms due to the anxiety.

“(y/n). stay safe, for the love of fuckin’ god, you better stay safe. even if your pride or dignity is on the line, don’t you dare give up. stay strong and fight ‘till the end. got it?” his gaze was hooked onto you, desperately clinging onto the sight of your form. onto the perfume you used on the daily, onto the little fidgets you would do. he would rather die than forget a single thing about you.

you sent him a smirk, playfully rolling your eyes. “oh come on, i’m not like you! pride doesn’t mean everything to me. i wouldn’t die for something as silly as pride or dignity.”

bakugou scoffed at your words while crossing his arms that he toned to perfection over the years. “oh yeah? then tell me, what is it that a woman like you would die for? huh?”

your eyes drifted to the side before returning to meet his gaze. slowly, you lifted your arm to point right at him. the train sped past right at that very moment, causing the noise of metal rattling to fill the air and causing the both of your hair to fly freely.

red eyes widened slightly, never once breaking eye contact. before he could speak, a soft laugh left your lips. “just pointing at some dirt in your hair. lemme get it out.”

you stepped towards him, lifting your arm to pick at the imaginary dirt. not even giving you time to react, bakugou circled his arms around your waist and pulled you in for a kiss. a kiss which said a thousand words a second, all of the words the both of you couldn’t get out were said in that very moment. the words left unsaid.

reluctantly, he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. “come back to me. i don’t care how long it fuckin’ takes, just come back home.”

you pecked his lips once more and stepped away, backing towards the train doors. “i promise i’ll come back to you no matter what. see you later, katsuki.”

bakugou held himself back from sprinting to you, wrapping you in his arms, and bringing you back to your shared house. “better not break that promise or there’ll be hell ta’ pay. see you, (y/n).”

hello! i saw your requests were open, so i was wondering if i could request a drabble where bakugou comforts reader who doesn’t feel like shes feminine enough? and whenever she sees him with a really pretty girl she gets upset thinking he wouldn’t look her way cause she doesn’t act or dress like the rest of the girls in 1-a but she tries (have a nice day!!)

⨳​ “i like you the way you are.” — mha

starring. bakugou & you

plot. after attempting to dress more feminine, bakugou states exactly how he feels about it—and you.

genre. comfort, fluff

cw. swearing, female reader implied, reader likes baggy clothes

notes. woo got carried away lol, i relate to this alot so i wanted to give it my best. i hope you like it and thank u sm for the request! im sorry it took so long, writers block is a bitch:( i hope u have a nice day as well!! <3

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated! <3

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yesterday, you had departed from your classroom in a dismal mood, to say the least. after witnessing a few female classmates swarm bakugou to chat about his astounding quirk, you dawned on the fact that he seemed nicer to them than you—insults were still thrown around, yet they weren’t as heavy as the ones he showered you with.

you had absolutely zero ill-will towards them, the animosity was actually directed at yourself. was he nicer because they were prettier, or because they wore showy dresses and skirts?

here you were, dressed in baggy denim jeans and a hoodie, was that the problem? you never took part in the salon trips or trying on dresses like the other girls, was that what he wanted?

before this, you had come to the conclusion that katsuki bakugou, your bestfriend, never once had an interest in dating and such. recent events have swayed your view, though—so here you are now, standing idly in front of your mirror adjusting your skirt.

you only own one, and it was a gift. while it fits you nicely and the color compliments your eyes, you feel uncomfortable and stiff. you smooth it out a bit more, rolling your shoulders to try and ease the tension in them.

no use, you still have this awkward feeling. you don’t feel like you, you feel like you’re trying to be someone else. that said, you shake it off to the best of your abilities, finishing up your usual routine—just this time, with a skirt.

as discomfiting as it is to don yourself in this outfit, you know you have to attempt it. you can’t jump to conclusions just yet, if you try and are unsuccessful, then you can be dejected about it. a knock at your dorm drags you from your unquieting head, the aggression gives away the culprit easily.

“fuck is takin’ you so long? we’re gonna be late, dumbass!” bakugou’s voice rings in your ears, and anxious, uninvited feelings accompany it.

you dash around your room, snatching your school stuff in a hurry. “it’s fine! just head there without me, katsuki.”

some grumbles flow from your door, then it slams ajar. you swing around, pivoting on your heel at the intrusion.

“what the hell are you doing! you’re gonna be late, just go—and stop breaking into my room!”

the semi-shout does the opposite of deterring him, and he shoves the door closed behind him as he crosses his arms in agitation. he even taps his foot against the wooden floors, you having to stifle a laugh at his demeanor.

“maybe you should lock your door, stupid.—” his head falls to face the ground, “—y’know i’m not gonna walk without you, hurry the fuck up.”

you huff and as his head rises back up, he notices.

“the hell are you wearin’?”

your eyes fly to the wall behind him, arms coming to cover yourself instinctively as an unpleasant feeling crawls up your spine. had you messed up?

“i’m—uh, it’s just a skirt. i just figured that, um, i should.. try something new.” your uneasiness flows through your voice, and bakugou definitely takes notice.

“is it bad..?”

he scoffs, closing the proximity between you both by just a bit.

“do you think it’s bad?”

you open your mouth to respond, but nothing falls out. of course you think it’s bad, but you want to know if he does too.

“uh, i mean, i’m uncomfortable. i’d rather be in my normal clothes but i don’t really.. look good in those, i guess.” the words come out unconfident, much to your dismay.

you begin to play with your fingers, hoping he’ll just let is slide and accompany you to class like always.

“hey, stupid. take it off.”

your eyes blow wide, the hell did he just say?

“what?”

“i’ll turn around, just put on somethin’ you actually feel fuckin’ comfortable in.” before you can retort, he spins around.

sighing, you settle for the assumption that he simply doesn’t see you like that. it must’ve been weird for him to see you in girly clothes, maybe he thinks of you as one of the guys or something.

slipping out of the coarse textured skirt, you tweak your new agreeable outfit to your liking. a cozy long-sleeved shirt and loose fitting jeans, the normal. before you can finish tidying yourself up, bakugou snaps the silence in half.

“why’d you decide to go and try to change into that shit, anyways? you told me you’d start dressin’ like that when hell freezes over.”

you pause, thinking of the correct way to word it without seeming odd.

“you’re nicer to the girls who dress like that.”

the room falls deadly silent once again, and for a split second, you feel sick to your stomach.

“are you done changin’?”

“yeah.”

bakugou swiftly turns to face you, stomping over until he’s directly in front of your pretty face.

“you tried to wear that shit for me?”

you nod, feeling a bit mentally diminutive compared to his intimidating frame.

“don’t. i like you the way you are and i’d rather you be comfortable, dumbass.” he settles his rough palms above your shoulders.

“then why are you meaner to me..?” this is the last question you need an answer to, and the shock hasn’t fully set in yet so you decide to ask it now.

he growls, shaking you back and forth.

“fuck, this is really embarrassin’, so you better not go makin’ fun of me and shit.—” he halts his movements, letting his hands fall to his sides.

he covers the bottom of his face with one palm, the other resting soundly in place at his side.

“—have you, have you ever heard that if you bully someone more—goddammit! i like you, alright? there, i fuckin’ said it.”

buffering, you’re speechless. that’s why he was so rude to you? why didn’t he just say so, it would’ve saved you a lot of trouble!

“really? you like me like this?” you gesture to your boyish looking clothes, arching a brow in questioning.

he nods silently, knowing his words would most likely flow out harsher than he means them to.

“wow, i—i did that because i like you! what a coincidence, right?”

“yeah, whatever. we’re already super fuckin’ late, so if you’re comfortable then let’s go.” he takes your hand in his, uncharacteristically gentle, and stomps out of your dorm.

you flush heavily, eyeing your connected hands as a smile breaks out on your face. bakugou abruptly stops in his tracks.

“the only reason i’d have for hatin’ what you wear,—” his unoccupied hand reaches towards both of yours, tugging up the sleeve that made its way in between them. “—is that these shitty sleeves keep me from feelin’ your hand in mine.”

you laugh a bit, face blazing as you both begin your walk to class once again. before you can say anything to doubt yourself though, he redirects your thoughts.

“the upside is that you look fuckin’ adorable in it, so i probably shouldn’t be complainin’.”

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feedback is extremely meaningful!

Contrary to popular belief, Bakugou had his own insecurities.

Thoughts, questions that he'd give anything to avoid, but still pop up anyways.

Will he ever reach the top?

Will he ever be the No. 1 hero?

Will he ever even become a hero?

He was accustomed to these sort of thoughts floating around in his mind. So much, that he'd started to refute them on his own.

He would reach the top.

He would become the No. 1 hero.

And he would definitely become a hero.

And believe it or not, that worked.

But this technique, if you could call it that, sadly didn't work for another question.

Will you ever be his?

The first time the thought popped up, he nearly exploded everything within a 10-metre radius.

The single thought had sent his mind into a complete disarray.

When had he started thinking of you like that?

Weren't you just another one of his classmates?

Why didn't he hate this feeling?

Try as he might, he didn't. He couldn't.

How could he hate you?

You, who always met him with a smile.

You, who could handle spicy food and even complimented his cooking.

You, who unlike those other extras, wasn't bothered by his sharp comments.

You, who could take his harsh criticism, and always came back better.

You, who always managed to surprise him with your fighting skills.

You, who didn't annoy him as the rest did- Fuck.

He was in for it now, wasn't he?

Your crush is revealed

Navi

Ft. Denki, Todoroki, Bakugo, Shinso, Monoma, and Shigiraki.

Warnings - Suggestive, Swearing.

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Kaminari Denki (Revealed by Mina)

- A sleepover with the Bakusquad seemed like fun, it was never stressful and always made you forget about your stresses. That is until Mina brought up the topic of love, looking directly at you as she gushed about old crush stories. Pure terror froze your body as you prayed that she wouldn't spill everything, especially since the last thing you wanted to do was to ruin your five year friendship with Kaminari.

- Since everyone became rather playful after revealing their own romantic stories, Mina suggested to do a confession version of Pocky. Where they ask the two players a question, and if they agree to the question they have to take a bite. The room was laughing and excited for the game, but you knew exactly what your childhood best friend had up her sleeves.

...

"Kaminari and Y/n, grab a Pocky stick." Mina ordered cutely, sending a quick wink your way.

Mina knew about your five year long crush on Kaminari, she knew since you all met in middle school. She was patient with your reserved emotions towards him, but it was becoming too much recently. You were madly in love with Denki, but never dared to even hint at it. So you left her no choice but to take it into her own hands.

"Bite if you've had a wet dream about each other." She called out, the room screaming as Denki instantly took a bite. His golden eyes piercing through yours as you hesitantly bit off the stick.

"Bite if you would bone your partner." Denki again took off a piece of the dessert, letting you take your time with your small nibbles.

The questions stayed relatively suggestive, asking about certain toys, crushes, kisses, and past relationships. She waited until you two were practically lip to lip for her last question. The question she knew you had to answer truthfully, especially after seeing how much Denki has thought about you.

"Specific for y/n, bite down if you have a five year long crush on Kaminari Denki. That you none stop talk about with me, and refuse to reveal to him because you think he'll reject you." She commented, leaving the bedroom silent as Jiro choked on her boba tea.

Your teeth softly nibbled off another piece of the stick, making Jiro and Kirishima squeal in thier corner as they awaited Denki's reaction. The dessert was soon forgotten when Denki took the rest into his mouth, molding his soft peach lips against yours. Softly pinning to the ground in front of all of your friends, Denki gave you one small peck on the lips before pulling out another Pocky stick and wiggling it with his teeth.

"Round two?" He teased, admiring your flustered state as you began to realize what had just happened.

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Todoroki Shouto (Revealed by Midoriya)

- Midoriya accidently found about your crush after reading your journal, which he thought would be filled with notes about heroes... But instead it was notes about how sweet and attractive his best friend Todoroki was. Leaving the poor cinnomon roll stressed, because he didn't want to make you upset but also felt like he should be honest with his best friend.

- Later that day Todoroki invited him to get some snacks at the local bakery with him, since Uraraka's birthday was coming up and you all were going to surprise her with a party. Sadly the last thing on Midoriya's mind was the party, instead it was all of the clues about your crush that everyone missed or overlooked as being friendly. How did he never clue onto this? Did Todoroki like you back? Will you know he knows? What if he left a smudge?

...

"Midoriya are you alright? You are rather sweaty and look a bit pale. You can go home if you aren't feeling well." Shouto reassured, placing some mochi and cinnomon buns into a basket.

As if it couldn't become anymore stressful, you walked into the bakery with Iida close behind you. He forgot that you were in charge of the cake and decorating it, now you and Iida are going to want to chat with him and Todoroki. And you are going to be able to tell that something is wrong, and then Iida could pressure him into revealing what it is and then you could possibly hate him for invading your privacy.

"Izuku? Did you hear what Iida asked? He asked if you think pink or white would be a better icing base color." You repeated, concerned as you softly but the back of your palm to his head to check his tempature.

"I read your journal thinking it would tell me more facts about present Mic since you have been tutored by him before but instead I found out that you have a huge crush on Todoroki Kun and now I feel really guilty and rude since I went through your stuff without permission and I'm worried that you'll hate me now because I just revealed your crush in front of everyone plus you probably didn't want anyone to know about your feelings since your rather reserved with that and now I totally ruined it so you probably really hate me now. I also borrowed your chapstick.... I'm sorry. " Midoriya ranted, barely taking a breath throughout it all as the three of you processed his words.

Iida was the first to process it, coughing awkwardly before analyzing the different icing pipers. Then Todoroki, who became bright red as he remembered what 'crush' meant ever since Aoyama explained it to him. And finally it hit you, Midoriya just exposed your secrets in front of a crowded bakery where strangers all began to look at your in curiosity. Did you want to kill him? A bit. We're you going to? No. Was it because Shouto was right there? Yes.

"Is this true Y/n? Do you have romantic feelings for me?" Shouto asked, his nimble pale fingers fiddling with the handle of his basket.

Completely cornered into one option thanks to Izuku, you cautiously nodded yes as you awaited rejection. You didn't want this to come out because Shouto was so hard to read, he could easily not feel the same way about you and become very cold towards you due to his knowledge of your crush. But this situation was completely taken out of your hands.

"I guess this means I must take you out on a date then, since I have a 'crush' on you as well." He muttered shyly, a calm smile gracing his lips.

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Katsuki Bakugo (Revealed by Jirou)

- Kirishima kept prying Jirou for information about your secret, he overheard you and Jirou whispering about something and now he needs to know. Being the good friend that she is, Jirou told Kirishima to come alone so no one could overhear your very secret information. But being the loyal friend to Bakugo, he put him on speaker secretly as he awaited Jirou's arrival.

- Bakugo was curious, wondering if maybe you were a traitor, were dating Deku, cheated on a test, or maybe even admired his amazing quirk. So he ordered Kirishima to secretly call him and put him on speaker as Jiro talks with him. Despite Kirishima's complaints about invading your privacy like this, he still complied since Bakugo was his best friend.

...

"Thanks for coming alone Kirishima, Y/n would probably lock herself/himself in her/his room if anyone else found out about her/his secret." Jirou sighed, knowing exactly why you wanted to keep your information so hidden.

Bakugo turned his call volume to its max point, pressing hsi ear close to the phone as he made sure everything around him was quiet. Despite what many classmates believe, Bakugo could develope feelings for someone. And that someone happened to be you, ever since you praised him on his fighting skills and compared him to All Might... He's been absolutely smitten for you. But he'll never admit until you do first.

"So what's the secret, and why is she/he so protective over it?" Kirishima asked, casually pulling his phone up from his pocket so Jirou's voice could be heard more clearly.

"Y/n really likes Bakugo, like a very serious crush level of liking... Probably a small step below love. The reason y/n doesn't want anyone knowing are for two main reasons, 1. Mineta body shamed her/him for not being hot enough which made her/him a bit self conscious. And 2. She's/he's worried Bakugo would never like her/him back. " Jirou explained, Bakugo completely zoning out after Jirou revealed your humongous crush on him.

Bakugo hung up the phone quickly, not letting another second past by before letting you know how he really feels. He was angry at Mineta, he was frustrated by how long it took for you to confess, and he was exctatic that you have feelings for him. A mix of all of these emotions out together simply came off as passionate, the same passionate feeling he shows off when he wins a battle or beats someone at a test. Pounding at your door, he shoved his hands into his pockets listening to the door being unlocked.

"Hello Bakugo, what brings you her-" Before you could welcome him into your dorm, he smashes his lips against yours before shutting the door behind him.

You had no idea what came over the usually mean and tough classmate, but you certainly weren't complaining. Bakugo lifted you against the wall as your legs circled around his waist, tongues dancing together messily. It's like everything he's been building up finally burst at the reveal of your crush, all of his emotions taking over his thoughts while he got hypnotized by your addictive kisses. He hated feeling vulnerable, but he certainly didn't mind letting you make him a blushing passionate mess.

"I know you're probably wondering why the hell I'm making out with you, but I'll explain everything on out date tomorrow." He huffed, taking one last breath before crashing his lips to yours once more.

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Hitoshi Shinso (Revealed by Eri)

- You were a frequent babysitter for Eri, so much so that she began seeing you as an older sibling rather than just some random babysitter. She loved the classic story of a princess and prince or any royalty for that matter, so you'd tell her about your crush on a boy named Shinso. A boy you never thought she'd meet, a boy you never hoped she'd meet because you knew she would tell him everything.

- Yet there he was, sitting across from her sipping imaginary tea. Aizawa resorting to him since you were home sick with a terrible flu, not knowing that this situation would make you throw up even if you weren't terribly sick. Eri has heard so many stories about Shinso, and how cute you think he is, how strong he is, how he looks like a prince with fluffy purple hair, and here he is sitting in front of her not knowing about your feelings at all.

...

"My usual babysitter says you're a prince, like a super pretty prince who can defeat any bad guy he wants to." She commented, making Shinso smirk into his toy cup as he wondered who the babysitter is.

Eri had a small sweet plan in her head, there were a few soup cans in the cupboards that always help her when she's sick. So why not deliver them to you after her tea party with Shinso? Plus you'd be able to see your pretty prince that you've told her so many stories about. Eri didn't realize that there was a possibility of Shinso not liking you back, and becoming awkward around you afterwards. All she wanted to do was make you feel better, and see some actual fairytale characters come to life.

"Let's go deliver that soup!" She exclaimed, making Shinso laugh as he placed the three cans of soup into a small plastic bag. Somewhat excited to see who his admirer is.

"Y/n will be glad you grabbed vegetable soup, that's her/his favorite kind. I don't really like it, I like chicken noodle a lot more... But maybe it's because she's/he's older and that's why y/n likes that soup." Eri commented, not noticing Shinso's wide eyes when she revealed the name of his long time crush.

This can't just be a coincidence right? You happened to love kids, know Aizawa well, and share the same class with him. There is no way there's another student at UA with the same name and situation as you. Shinso stood behind Eri as she knocked lightly on your front door, a bright blush creeping upon his face as he witnessed your beautiful face greet your small young friend. It was true, his crush considered him prince worthy and has admired him for years now.

"I brought your prince over y/n, he looks a bit too tired to be super prince like but I can see why you like him." She continued on, passing you the bag of soup with a cheerful grin.

Despite being in pajamas, having messy bed head, and looking rather ill. Shinso has never laid eyes on someone so gorgeous, you truly do look like royalty and he can't beleive you have feelings for him. Some introverted insomniac who barely talks to you, but has admired you for so long. He never thought you noticed him or ever would, but here he was standing at your dorr step as Eri confessed all of your sweet secrets to him.

"Eri was right, you do look like your from a fairytale. I should be lucky you even notice me, I never thought someone so great as you did." He confessed, smiling cheekily as a warm blush crossed over your face.

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Monoma Neito (Revealed by Tetsutetsu)

- Tetsutetsu knew about your crush on the very blunt and egotistical Neito, he found out shortly after his second date with Kendo when she pointed out how obvious your crush was on Monoma. He wished this wasn't the case, he wished it could've been Shinso, Kirishima, or even Tokoyami. But no... It had to be one of the biggest asshole in UA.

- Tetsutetsu saw how Monoma gave you no thought, only ever focusing on being better than 1a. No matter how much you tried to get his attention, he always brushed you off so he could do something more important. It went on for five months until you finally let the realization hit you, that Monoma would simply never want to be that close to you. He barely even considered your a friend, all thanks to his focus being on the wrong topics.

...

"Why can't you be nice to y/n for one goddamn minute?!" Tetsutetsu hissed, shocking Monoma as his iron fists nearly broke his table.

Monoma didn't understand what he classmate was referring to, he didn't recall being overly harsh towards you or ever calling you names. He respected you as a strong hero and found you rather cute, so how could he have upset you in such a way? You both talked from time to time, had a couple projects together, went to all of the same schools, and neither of you got closer or farther apart from the neutral friendship you've developed.

"I don't know what you're talking about Tetsutetsu." Monoma replied, a serious tone replacing his usual snooty act.

"Y/n has been upset for the last two months because of you, Monoma. You never talk with her/him anymore, you brush off all of her/his opinions and thoughts, you ignore her/him all of the time, and yet she/he still managed to grow feelings for such a jackass. Feelings that you've continuously brushed off and ignored because of class 1a." The steel boy ranted on, completely fed up with the ignorant behavior of Neito.

Monoma always thought you were simply being friendly, the way you treat everyone one around you. He never realised that you were the only one who was patient with his antics, listened to his rants, or put up with his pretencious behavior. You were completely smitten and he was too caught up with being better than everyone to notice this. He wasn't one to admit his wrongdoings, but this certainly hit a part of his heart that he didn't know he had. He upset the only person who cared about him.

"I-I.... I have to go." Monoma muttered, rushing out of Tetsutetsu's way so he could catch you at the bus stop before you went home.

The rain was pouring rather harshly outside, Monoma barely able to see your figure a few feet away from his as you waited for your bus. Your purple umbrella protecting you from the terrible weather, but not being able to keep you warm as the raindrops felt like ice against your normally warm flesh. Two warm arms wrapped around your torso, drenched blonde hair was all you could see as Monoma hid his face into the crook of your neck. His body shivering with yours, as you both huddled close to stay warm. His wet hands soon cupping your beet red cheeks, grey eyes peering into yours as he wondered why he never paid more attention to you.

"If you don't freeze to death, I want to take you out for dinner to apologize and start a new chapter with you." He whispered, placing a Swift kiss to the top of your head as your bus was making its way towards your stop.

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Shigiraki Tomura (Revealed by Toga)

- Toga knew about your crush on Shigiraki, constantly begging you to confess to him so she could have some sort of entertainment. She loved love, and could watch happy couples all day long with a content feeling on her heart. Which also meant she was very close to forcing you to confess to Shigiraki if you didn't do it already, a large amount of pressure residing on your shoulders.

- To make her stop whining about your hesitance, you lied to her. Saying you already confessed to Shigiraki, and he wants to keep the relationship casual and private. That way she wouldn't be suspicious if there isn't much PDA, she would stop pestering you about your crush, she wouldn't tell him herself, and you could finally have a bit of peace for a night. But life had other plans for you, it's plan taking place in Toga's big mouth when she decided she wanted to give Shigiraki a small makeover for fun. One he was forced into you... Because he lost a bet with Dabi.

...

"You'll look so good for your next date, Shiggy." She praised, pulling his slightly knotted hair into a man bun.

That wasn't an odd statement to hear from Toga if it is being generalized, but to make it aimed at him was definitely not a normal thing to say. The last thing they talked about were relationships and love, mostly because she talked too much when it was the topic and he thinks he's unlovable. Shigiraki assumed she was just in a playful mood and was trying to tease him because she was finally able to give him a makeover, but the odd statement still stayed in the back of his mind.

"Y/n is definitely going to want to bone you after this." She teased, stopping abruptly when Shigiraki jumped in his seat.

"Why would she want to do that?! Are you up to something Toga? Are you setting us up? Y/n and I don't like surprises like that and you know this." Shigiraki questioned, startled by the abrupt thought of you having sex with him of all people.

Toga laughed into her hand, realizing the lie you told her to keep her mouth shut. You played her like an instrument so your crush wouldn't be revealed, well now she just has to to tell him the truth. Or else he'll be confused for the rest of the week and think she's crazier than she usually is. If it wasn't perfect timing, you walked into the room with a bag full of supper ingredients as everyone had their eyes locked onto your figure. Toga chuckling minacly as Shigiraki awaited an explanation.

"Y/n~ Were you lying about confessing to Shigiraki so I wouldn't tell him how in love you are with him? You really got me for a good while y/n~ but Shigiraki just told me that he doesn't know about your crush on him, so your fun is now over and mine has just begun. " She teased, hooping your nose as you stood frozen in place out of fear.

Toga skipped over to collect her makeup supplies, leaving you and Shigiraki shocked at her statement. He never would've guessed that you had feelings for him, he would've assumed Dabi or Twice over him. He wouldn't be able to hold your hand properly, had the highest chance of being assassinated out of everyone, looked very strange in many people's eyes, and doesn't know how to show his love at all. Yet you fell in love with him and all of his baggage, knowing there was a chance that he could not feel the same way and reject you.

"I would kill Toga right now if it weren't for the fact that I love you too. I just never knew how to tell you, and I didn't think you'd ever have feelings for a freak like me. But I guess you're just as crazy as I am." He revealed, walking over to drape himself over you as a way of asking for a hug.

your relationship with bakugo in photos I found on Pinterest

We have heard enough of bakugou being possessive. Let's talk about the reason behind it

In all reality, katsuki isn't possessive, he is scared, so so much scared that he feels helpless. What if you fall out of love with him? Like all those fucking extras? Katsuki is so scared that he would comfort you even when he's the one in pain, he doesn't want all this to end- doesn't want it to ever cease even if it's one heck of a dream.

It's not his possessiveness, it's you; it's your love that made him fall so so hard. The sight of you with someone else just makes him feral.

You are his only redemption; would you always stick with him? It drones his mind hours and hours on end.

What if?

Slumping against the kitchen counter, he just wishes to listen to your hushed, quite breaths as you sleep, he wishes...no, he needs to be the one holding you flat against his chest as you are asleep.

He claws at the stupid hero costume that clings to his body from all the sweat and blood; you don't know he is in pain, but if you did would you be there for him?

Sometimes he cannot help but think whether he imposed his life on you, his mind can't help but see all those flickering moments of the life you had before him; you were happy back then, but are you now?

You walk out of the bedroom without urgency, you hand mindlessly rubbing the soreness from the day. It was so late but the emptiness that Katsuki left behind didn't let you sleep.

'Katsuki?'

He winces, tries to look away from you. How could he not? You looked so much in pain, and it seemed like you had already traded half of his injury the moment your fingers smoothed out his hair, the shiver of your fingers doing something in him.

'Katsuki, are you hurt?'

He doesn't bother replying, doesn't bother bothering you. He relaxes against your shoulder, drinking on the feel of your skin against his.

'Missed you fuckin' so much.'

You hummed at him, slightly beckoning him to follow you to the bedroom. You told him repeatedly he was hurt, he was bleeding, but he didn't care.

And who was at fault? Your or his love?

Katsuki isn't possessive, he is just scared till the end of him. He has fallen so so hard, he can trade all the good he ever gained, just for you.

Thanks for the plushie babe ❤️

a relationship with bakugo katsuki because it’s all i think about?

he is a bold lover for sure, says what he thinks and keeps things real and structured. he believes in hard work and going outside to be productive in society.

it’s you taking the time to ask about his day, massaging his hands and forearms when they get sore. it doesn’t matter how simple or light the touch is, his heart will always flutter. and you know it.

it’s fighting over who gets to lick the spoon clean of cake batter. having nicknames and inside jokes, going on road trips with best friends, putting daisies in his hair and it’s picking up each other’s good (and bad) habits; the sense of unity.

cold feet under a warm blanket, lazy laughter and lopsided smiles. him being a big lover of physical touch as a form of affection.

he has a stash of love letters he’s never given you. but he’ll mumble lines from the pages in a box under his bed on a rainy night as he’s holding your hand because he doesn’t want this date to be over just yet..

because he’s a hopeless romantic.

katsuki won’t hold anything back —in love, life, and even in fights, he will never back down when it comes to you.

you would find yourself loving life. and maybe that’s simply because bakugo katsuki is in it.

BNHA Boys Holding Your Hand

Katsuki Bakugou

Hand Holding Type: 2

rubs little circles with his thumb on the back of your hand

feeling tight because it’s his way of keeping you close

the tighter he holds you, the more likely you’ll stay

this applies to everything else as well

he wants to make sure everyone sees that you’re his and only his

also that he’s proud to let the world know you’re together

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GUESS WHO REMEMBERED HER PASSWORD? ME! fdssfdgsfdg

some new fusions I’ve made in the eman time, and drawing of old ones, I even put all together, tho it was before MonomaxShisnou Fusion and KacchanxUraraka. I hope you like them! :3

Gotta love Kacchan

Some more bnha fanart that are not Fusion, so a snow Todoroki, easter bunny Deku and an Aizawa headshot commission >:3

Late Night Music (Bakugo x Reader) Fluff

Woah! Did you read that right? Am I back posting fanfics after 3 years? Sadly yes….but don’t expect a lot from me I just wrote this to make me feel better and I wanted to share so here you go.

Contains: Fluff, Bakugo bad with feelings, slight cursing, mutual pinning.

Heavy footsteps banged their way down the hallway of the UA dorms. They would think it was annoying and unnecessary to any outsider, but it was necessary.

For weeks this has been going on. The heavy footsteps, the yelling, and the oud earthquake slam of a particular blonde dorm room. Loud music poured from the speakers as the heavy footsteps paced back and forth.

The blonde was frustrated.

Of course, anyone that knew him also knows that Bakugo Katsuki did have a short temper. Even the Crinkling of a plastic water bottle can set him off. But this wasn’t some meaningless pet peace he was thinking about. No, it was something much worse. It was something he had no chance against.

‘It was you.’

Bakugo couldn't figure it out, and, as a result, it only made him even more furious. He knew it had to do with his emotions towards you, and emotions were something Bakugo Katsuki was not good at. How was he supposed to explain the heart races, the extra sweaty palms, the shakiness in his voice, and the god damn thoughts plagued with images of you? It disgusted him how his brain mapped out every detail of your face and figure. How those thoughts came in the full blast late at night and not in the appropriate way makes him feel like the biggest perve.

If he wasnt careful, then he would be just like his classmates. What were their names again? Pikachu and Grape Face? It didn't matter to him, but like hell, he was going to be a perve like them. But no one will find out, and he made sure of that. He was going as far as to give you the harsher treatment whenever you were around him, such as snapping at you. Making fun of you and calling you names like a child would do. In his eyes, it was a perfect plan, nothing would go wrong, and no one will find out. However, he didn't know that his classmates were more intelligent than he thought. They were catching onto his plan.

The game of cat and mouse had to end at some point, Bakugo knows that, and in conclusion, he tried to stall the game from ending so he didn't have to come up with the ending solution he was terrified of. To which he denies it. Bakugo didn't want to think of him as soft. Thinking about relationships and stupid pinning crushes was not in his book for being Number 1. He keeps telling himself every time he sees you.

He doesn't like you, and you’re nothing special to him; you're just some extra that he needed to pass to be the best.

‘But you arent some extra.’

You were so much more than that. You held your own against him and knew what to say to help the people around you. You are the definition of selfless, and if he looked in a dictionary, your face would be there with the work selfless in black font, as well as beautiful and angelic,c, but like hell, he’ll admit to that, he doesn't even remember a time you thought about yourself. It was your greatest strength, and it was also your biggest weakness.

There would be times you stressed yourself out too much over others, and it worried him. No one else saw it, but he knew how much toll it had on you. How you would hide that exhausted look with a smile. Or how you would sometime cry in private because you were holding a lot on your shoulders, and it felt suffocating. He would never judge you on your outburst; in his face, he was quieter happy he was the only one that knew about them, and you trusted him not to hit a low blow and make fun of you for that. Even he knew what you were feeling, and he gets it. You were indeed a hero, inside and out, making Bakugo fall even more for you.

Bakugo let out an exhausting groan as he flopped his body onto the bed, and he shifted his position to look at the ceiling. Pulling up his phone, he switched it over to his playlist and scrolled to a few songs to ease his nerves. Nothing like a little soft rock to help ease his mind. The downing question rang in his mind;

Should he ask you out?

Was it time to start putting a move on you? Did he sink that low for you to make him come up with this solution? He cants just say right out to you that it wouldn't make sense, and it was way too embarrassing for him to even think about what he was going to tell you. Maybe he’ll just slide it into a conversation while in training. Say something along the line of helping you out with your new moves and then taking you out.

No, that was stupid. If he's going to do it, he's just going to say it. He’s a Bakugo, for christ's sake, and a Bakugo never does stuff half-ass. It shouldn't be that hard. Just say, “Do you want to go out sometime?” plain and simple.

*Knock Knock*

Bakugo let out an irritated growl and pushed himself up. The nerve some people had, don't they see he’s busy with some important stuff? He swung his legs over his bed and walked to his door Bakugo’s face scrunched up as he made his way to the door, swinging the door open about to snap before he saw your kind eyes looking back at him, and it made him choke.

“Hey, Bakugo, I think you left this in the gym.” You pulled out his water jug. The faded All Might decals covered by your hands.

“...Thanks…idiot..” he mumbled and saw you perk up, and your smile grew. “Well, ill be going now; see ya in class,” you said, and he watched you start to leave.

Bakugo knew he couldn't let you go like this if a time to ask you in private with no one bothering him was right here and now. “H-Hey, wait, I need to ask you something.”

You stopped and glanced back and watched him waiting for him to continue, but he couldn't. He was stuck in place and at a loss. He had to ask you just a few simple words, and that's it. Opening his mouth, he clenched his fist, and he looked at you with a newfound determination, but it was quickly lost, and he backed up.

“N-Nevermind, go away. I got it,” he said, and you nodded. “Well, if you need anything, let me know~,” you said and walked off.

Bakugo shut his door, and he rested his forehead on the door. He wanted to scream. Or punch something. It was one of the two, maybe a little bit of both. When did he become so..so…pathetic!! He just missed his shot, and now he’s stuck at square one. Slamming his water jug on his desk, his phone slipped off and fell on the floor. Making Bakugo scoffed and reached down picking it up to turn on the screen. Cursing that if he saw a crack on his screen, he would rain hell, only to see the screen scratch-free and a photo of his friends, or random extras, as he would call it, on his phone, and he stopped before he sighed. Well, drastic times come for some… extreme measures.

Sliding his thumb on the screen, he pulled a familiar group chat that he refused to participate in, but they kept adding him back. Seeing the group chat still alive and littered with random Tik Toks and memes, Bakugo began to type;

“I need you, dumbasses, to help me ask Y/N out.”

Babysitter Bakugou and Emo Eri-Chan

bonuses:

They are

Best fwends

They cuddle

Platonically

I wish to cuddle someone

Platonically

Dabi and Shoto

First kiss with Deku

You and Deku were sitting on his bed cuddling after you finished studying when you asked a question,

" Have you ever kissed a girl?"

" What! No, I've barely even had a normal conversation with one...other than you that is, and my mom of course." His face went red but seemed calm.

He stopped being a stuttering mess when he knew that you were the one he wanted.

" Well then in that case~," You leaned in and connected each others lips.

He was a little shaken at first but then leaned into it and the rest came naturally.

He slipped his tongue into your mouth and you let him. He gently laid you on the bed and hummed at how soft you were.

Once you two pulled apart you gazed into the eyes of each other and cuddled a little closer.

" That was better than I imagined." He whispered.

" Mmhmm,"

" Can we do it again..." He blushed.

TITLE : RANDOM BAKUGO BOYFRIEND TEXTS

CHARCTER : BAKUGO KATSUKI

CONTAINS : MAINLY SFW, PROFANITIES, MENTIONS PEGGING ONCE & MAKING OUT

BONUS ARYA : THIS IS VERY SELF INSERT >^< ME 'N MY EX USED TO TALK LIKE THIS (NO HE DIDN'T TEXT LIKE SUKI)

todoroki version | midoriya version

© DISCOGOJO '22 reblogs are appreciated, however do not repost or modify without my permission

♡ Second Chances ♡

♡ Katsuki Bakugo ♡

♡ Cw: gender neutral reader, villain reader, bad mental health, bullying, language, angst, no happy ending ♡

♡ 3.7k words ♡

♡ I think I might turn this into a series... thoughts are appreciated because I liked this a lot! ♡

Your footsteps made soft thuds against the pavement. Your walks home after school were always lonely and quiet, but you preferred them that way.

"Hey, look who it is," you hated the voice that rang out behind you.

Why here? Why now?

You only wished you could curl up into a ball and let the world swallow you. It would be easier than the encounter that was about to happen.

"What the hell do you want, Bakugo?" you snapped as you turned to face the blond and his friends.

They walked towards you surrounding you.

"What's this?" Bakugo asked taking some of your belongings from your hands.

"Give it back," you demanded while reaching forwards toward your things.

Bakugo was just much quicker and stronger than you were. He pushed you away while moving your things further away.

His shove was harder than intended. It sent you crashing into the pavement below you. You let out a small noise in pain and shock when you hit the ground.

"Aw, are you gonna cry about it?" Bakugo asked towering over you.

Your bottom lip trembled slightly as tears did begin to well up in your eyes, but you swore not to let him see how he got to you. You clenched your hands into fists as your blood boiled.

"Just leave me alone, Bakugo," you snapped. "I would never cry over someone stupid like you."

His face went into shock with everyone else's. Even you were a bit surprised at your outburst, but it was the only way you could stop from crying. However, it was out of character for you.

"You hear that, guys?" Bakugo taunted lowering himself to your height on the ground. "They think they're all tough now. Is that what you think? You're tough?"

"N-no," you stuttered.

He laughed leaning backwards in an overexaggerated manner, "How pathetic."

He dropped your things in front of you. All your belongings scattered all over the sidewalk.

You began picking up your things trying to keep yourself together.

"What a freak," you heard Bakugo laugh out as he walked away.

Both of his friends who were with him were laughing uncontrollably.

What a freak.

That phrase echoed in your mind.

Your feet carried you home without much or any thought to it. You were focused on him.

What had you ever done to deserve this hate? You were top of your class and had a very impressive quirk, yet you still received more hate from everyone than even someone like Deku. It didn't matter. Who cares what they all thought? They're the... freaks.

It was dark all around. There was a dim light that beamed from right overhead. Silence filled the room. There was a thick air to everything that was happening.

The door opened. Your head snapped in its direction.

In walked none other than the pro hero you wanted to see least of all.

Katsuki Bakugo.

"Y/N?" he questioned.

"Yeah," you rolled your eyes.

"What the hell are you doing getting caught up in this mess?" he asked sitting across the table from you.

He still threw his weight around as if he owned whatever space he was in. He had a different air about him now. He was a bit calmer, but you could still sense his tense nature. He hadn't changed that much.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you shrugged.

He sighed, "We know you're not innocent. We caught you in the act."

"You didn't catch me doing anything," you snarked.

He got up with an annoyed groan.

You flinched a bit half-expecting more of the assault he caused you as kids.

Instead, he moved to the corner of the room. He shut off the camera that was in the corner. Then he shut off the blinds to the large window opposite you and the small one on the door. Then, he unplugged a recording device at the end of the table.

Finally, he sat across from you again.

"This is off the record now," he spoke. "What happened? What's going on? If someone put you up to this all you have to do is-"

You started laughing interrupting him.

"What?" he asked.

You calmed down a bit, "You really think that someone put me up to this?"

He paused for a moment, "Well, you were so determined back when we were kids to become a hero. You had an amazing quirk. I just-I guess I assumed that you-"

"Don't assume," you snapped.

"So, you meant to do all of this?"

"Of course I did."

"Why? What happened?"

"Why would you care what happened to a freak?"

It hit him like a load of bricks right to the skull.

"No," he breathed out.

You smirked and leaned back in the chair, "That's right, Bakugo. You the number two pro hero helped in my villain story."

"I didn't think you wou-I mean we were just kids," he explained.

"Words hurt," you spoke.

"I never knew," he said as if he was putting everything together... and he was. "I was so stupid back then."

"Seems you aren't much better now," you snarked.

He just looked at you.

"What?" you asked. "Did you think I would turn out a success story like Deku?"

"I didn't think you would turn out like this," he admitted.

You shrugged, "No one did."

There was a knock on the door.

"Guess your time here is up," you sighed out in relief.

"Come in," he said.

"We can't allow you any more time," another man said from just outside the door.

Bakugo got up and slumped over, "Yeah, yeah, I know."

He walked out sulking.

"Can't I just do jail time instead?" you groaned.

"It's crucial to the new program we have in place," the man in front of you explained. "This new rehabilitation program for... those who are known lawbreakers."

"You've truly got a way with words don't you?" you rolled your eyes.

The man ignored you and continued, "We've set you up with a hero who we believe will be best to work with you. We hope that you will cooperate and get through this trial period well."

"What if I don't?" you quipped.

"Then you'll be back to jail to serve your time," he explained.

You rolled your eyes with a groan, "Fine. I'll oblige."

"Come on, then," he instructed.

You stood from your seat and followed him.

The hallway which you walked down was dark. The small lights that were along the walls were all tinged yellow. Most of the lights were flickering as if they may go out at any moment.

Great facility they run here.

"Here you are, sir," the man spoke gesturing towards you. "She's all yours."

Your jaw almost hit the floor. You felt your entire body tense. You were seething.

Why him?

"Oh, shit," he muttered.

You turned to the man, "I don't think this is going to work out anymore."

"Did you actually think it would from the start?" Bakugo asked.

You turned quick to glare at him.

The other man chuckled lightheartedly, "If you're referring to your prior history with each other we are well aware and think that it might aid in your rehabilitation."

"Fat chance," you spat.

"Come on," Bakugo snarked.

There was a woman who came to meet with you both. She placed a tracker on you and explained to both of you how it would work.

"So, you're in my custody," Bakugo smirked at you while walking out of the building.

You rolled your eyes, "Don't be so smug about it. I don't plan on making this easy for you."

"Ditto," he nodded. "Come on."

You followed him down the street, "So, what are we doing today?"

"You'll see," he waved you off.

His entire demeanor over this infuriated you. He was such an ass back in school and now here he was getting everything you had ever wanted. No one knew who he really was. It frustrated you to no end. The world must see him as someone so different.

"Here we go," he spoke turning into a very large building.

You looked up to see the large lettering. Must have been some hero agency. Maybe even the one he worked for.

"Where are we?" you asked walking to catch up with him.

"My hero agency," he spoke.

"You're joking," you scoffed.

"Bakugo," a man with bright red hair beamed as he walked towards you both.

"What do you want, shitty hair?" Bakugo groaned.

Huh, who was that?

"Is this the one you were talking about?" the red-haired man asked.

He was a tall figure whose smile should have been terrifying with his sharp teeth barred, but it was warm and inviting somehow. He had bright red eyes that matched his hair. Over one of his eyes was a scar... now that you were looking over his body he had a few scars.

"I'm Kirishima," he beamed. "It's so nice to meet you."

His hand was outstretched towards yours. He looked so happy and excited.

You reached out your hand to take his, "Y/N."

"So, I hear that you and Bakugo went to school together," he started.

"Yeah," you scoffed.

"I bet he was just as peachy back then as he is now," Kirishima winked.

"We've got things to do," Bakugo groaned walking off.

You walked quickly to match his pace.

"He seemed nice," you smirked. "Unlikely that someone like him is friends with you."

Bakugo sighed, "He's my best friend."

"Even surpassing Deku," you chuckled.

"Shut it," he growled pushing you into an office.

You looked around. Everything in the room was so nice and neat and in perfect order.

"Whose office?" you asked.

"Mine," Bakugo shrugged walking towards some drawers.

You scoffed, "No way. Seriously."

"I am serious," he said.

You looked around again. You were slightly stunned that he would have such a nice place. Though, last you remembered he was a bit of a neat freak.

"Here," he spoke throwing some clothes at you.

You quickly grabbed it and held it up. It was a pretty tight looking bodysuit.

"What's this for?" you asked.

"We're going on patrol, and you can't be seen out patrolling in... that," he said gesturing to your jail attire.

You rolled your eyes, "So, where do I change?"

"Here," he shrugged. "I'll turn around."

"As if," you tsked.

"I can't let you out of my sight, so this is the best you'll get," he said turning around.

"I picked the wrong line of work," you groaned.

You quickly changed out of your jail clothes and pulled on the bodysuit.

"Do I get anything to go over this?" you asked.

"In the drawer over there are some other clothes," he waved to where he got the suit from. "Just get something you want to go over that."

"So, if I can pick something else why this then?" you asked.

He walked over to a cabinet and began taking out his own gear and suiting up, "Because it's the new protocol for this program."

"Whatever."

"Think you can keep up?" Bakugo asked as he ran in front of you.

Your eyebrows furrowed and you smirked at him, "You know I can."

"Remember, stay close to me, and don't get involved," he called out over his shoulder.

He started running into the battle that was going on in the middle of town. You were quick to chase after him. If you got too far away from him your tracker would go off which would alert the authorities. After one strike you were back to doing your time. However, you'd be lying if you didn't admit that you liked this.

"Over here," he called.

You quickly caught up to him after he had to make a series of maneuvers. You weren't authorized to use your full quirk abilities, but you were able to score a permit with this release for limited use. With that in mind using your quirk made it much easier to keep up and avoid the battle going on all around you.

"Bakugo, look out!" you yelled out to him.

He directed his attention to the oncoming debris from the battle. He threw a blast at it and was able to shatter it before it had a chance to hit him. Behind him was a group of citizens huddled together trying to take cover. You both had helped to save them.

"Cover me!" he yelled back.

Without missing a beat you were hot on his heels helping him to avoid all the attacks while he worked to take down villains.

Surprisingly, the two of you worked together very well.

Maybe he had changed some.

"Sure, here are the rest of the cuffs I used," Bakugo spoke handing over the quirk cuffs he had used on the villains.

"Y/N!" Kirishima called from behind you.

You turned and waved to him.

"How did you like that?" Kirishima asked.

You had really just come down from the adrenaline rush the battle gave you, but you were honest, "It was something else."

"Had fun, huh?" Bakugo asked nudging your arm.

You rolled your eyes.

"Don't ruin it for her," Kirishima scolded him before turning to you. "You know, you did a really good job saving those people."

"What are you talking about?" you asked.

"Those people that were about to get hit by the debris I crumbled," Bakugo chimed.

"I didn't do anything," you shrugged.

Bakugo rolled his eyes, "Yes, you did. I didn't see it. If it weren't for you, they would have been crushed with me."

"I didn't even realize," you spoke in awe.

"So, you mean to tell me you only yelled to me because it was about to hit me?" Bakugo smirked.

"Don't push it," you snapped.

"Not only that, but you worked to help take down two of the strongest villains we have on the streets right now," Kirishima chimed.

"It was nothing," you waved them off.

Kirishima started walking away when he called over his shoulder, "You two should try and get along better. You make a great team."

You looked over to Bakugo who was looking angrily towards Kirishima.

"I still don't see how someone like him tolerates your attitude," you giggled.

"One could say the same about you," Bakugo snapped.

You just continued to laugh and roll your eyes.

"Come on, loser," Bakugo groaned walking off. "It's about time for you to go back."

It was a fairly quiet walk back to Bakugo's agency. He didn't seem like he was interested in talking to you, and that was alright with you. He hadn't changed much. Maybe to others, he was different, but to you, he was the same.

"Get changed," he told you as you entered his office again.

"Don't we have some time?" you asked.

He sighed, "Being a hero isn't always just fighting. It's a lot of paperwork too."

"Is that what you're going to do now?" you pressed.

He sat down and started taking off some of his gear, "It's what I'm going to do. You're going to get changed and wait on me to finish the initial part of my report."

You sighed.

Still, you changed and plopped down on a chair in front of Bakugo's desk.

You just sat and watched him. There were small scars that littered some of his face, neck, shoulders, and arms that you hadn't noticed before. His eyebrows were furrowed as he stared intently as he typed up his report. That was probably why he had wrinkles around them along with the dark circles that were just starting to become visible under them.

"You should take a picture, it'll last longer," he smirked not looking up at you from his work.

"I was just admiring how ugly you were," you snapped back, crossing your arms and looking away.

"Good come back," he snickered.

There was a softness to him now. He was more relaxed and playful than he had been.

"So, can I ask why you chose the life you did?" he asked.

You thought for a moment about how you wanted to respond, "Because of people like you."

He looked up at you from his computer. He just stared for a moment waiting for you to elaborate.

"Well, you were out to become a great hero, but that didn't stop you from being an ass," you said flatly. "I didn't want to fall into a world with people like you."

"Oh, but villains are so much better?" he snapped back.

You rolled your eyes, "Do you even remember how mean to me you were? All the rude comments. You physically assaulted me on more than one occasion."

"I remember," he spoke.

There was a very slight hint of sadness in his voice. It was as if he really felt something over being so mean to you all those years ago.

"That's it?" you asked.

He sighed, "Look, there isn't going to be much that I can tell you that's going to change your opinion of me, right?"

You just looked at him a little surprised at his answer.

"I can say how sorry I am or how I've changed my ways, but that doesn't change the emotional and physical damage I did to you," he continued. "Why bother with someone who is so far gone? That's why I was against this program, to begin with. People like you will do anything to not own up to your own actions as a bad person."

"I'm the bad person?" you spat.

He scoffed, "Sure, I had my fair share of being a bad person back in the day, but I decided that I wanted to do better with my life. What did you do? Decide that you would cause others pain because it's what you went through. I turned all my hate around and finally put it to good use."

"Are you seriously still trying to make yourself sound better than be?" you snapped.

"No, but if that's how you take it then so be it," he shrugged.

"You have no idea what I went through to be here," you spat standing up out of anger. "I tried to push through and get into a good hero school and I got reject after reject. Most other schools didn't want to take in someone 'so talented'. I spent years trying to get into anything and got rejected for it all. I really never was good enough for anything."

"So why be a villain?" he pressed.

You continued, "I couldn't find work. I was living in the villain districts in town because it was all I could afford. I had to make friends where I could. The streets were scary. I had to make it on my own. No one ever cared about me or what happened to me. I was alone. What else was I supposed to do?"

"Did you try for a hero license?"

"More times than I can count. I got denied every time because of my poor skills with my quirk. I never really learned how to use my quirk how I needed to. I never had the proper training."

"So how did you get so good?"

"Eventually, other 'bad guys' started teaming up with me. Villain organizations will pay out more than you think for help. I started working with others and coordinating moves and quirks to learn how to use my abilities more."

A tear fell from your cheek. It was the first time you noticed you were crying.

"Shit," you mumbled.

"You're right, I didn't know any of that," Bakugo admitted. "Why didn't you ever reach out to anyone?"

You scoffed crossing your arms, "Yeah, like who? My school bully?"

"You didn't have anyone to turn to?" he pressed.

"No," you were practically sobbing at this point. "In fact, I met up with some people we used to go to school with in the villain district. They weren't so surprised to see me. They all understood."

"Others would have understood too."

"Like who? No one wanted to help me. I tried everything. There was no one left. We live in a cruel world, Bakugo. You got the easy route in life. I had to take the hard route and look where it got me. Working under you in a remedial program. Some glorious life I could have had, but you ruined it for me."

There was a knock at the door.

"Sit," Bakugo instructed. "Pull yourself together."

You did as instructed. You felt broken. This had brought up so many old memories and feelings. You hated him. Who cared if he changed? He was still the same person he had been before.

"Sir, it's time for you to leave," the woman who had entered the room spoke. "They're waiting for you and... them."

"We're coming," he nodded.

He watched her leave the room and waited a moment. Then, he looked at you.

"It's time to go," he spoke.

"It's probably for the better," you spat.

The walk back was again quiet. Before had been almost a comfortable silence. This... this was different. ]\=

'[The air was thick. There was an obvious wedge between the two of you that neither of you wanted to address. Instead, you would both rather have walked in uncomfortable silence and tension.

Your lungs felt tight. The air felt thick around you. It was hard for you to catch your breath, but like any other time you held it all in and acted as if everything was fine.

The rest of the day was a blur. You just coasted through on auto-pilot. Nothing mattered anymore. You were again reminded of why you were where you were, and it hurt. However, you were alone in this world. You had no one, and that was alright with you.

Once back in your cell you sat on your bed staring straight out in front of you.

"So, how did things go, sir?" you heard one of the guards ask.

"Fine, I guess," Bakugo spoke. "Though, I don't think it's best if I am paired with them for the program."

"That's sad to hear," the guard replied. "We hoped you both would be great fits for each other because of your past."

Bakugo grunted, "Yeah, that's the problem."

You broke down. You were completely broken. Your one chance at anything close to your dream was gone. You were... alone.

KATSUKI NATION HOW R WE ‼️🗣

Bakugou who invites you over for dinner for mother's day. You are shown a bunch of baby photots, seeing a bunch of keep sakes- the whole bit. But was most important was his room, it was literally if you took his personality and painted a room with it. From top to bottom you could pretty much guess everything about him, his aspirations- his loves his dislikes- everything. And he didn't mind sharing them with you, at all.

Y/n: *livestreaming while playing minecraft* "Guy's...what the fuck happened to my house..WHY IS IT ON FIRE?!"

Mina(another livestreamer) in the voice call: "I saw Bakugo placing TNT on your house, I think he did it!"

Bakugo (who's also a livestreamer playing minecraft): "No I didn't? the fuck you on about?!" *in denial*

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Also Bakugo a few minutes earlier: "You extras want me to grief my gf's house? fine I'll do it...if I get a sub."

-user090238403295 subscribed to Dynamight420-

Bakugo: "Aight, say no more." *starts placing TNT at Y/n's house*

His chat:

UwU69slayer: Bro you definitely gonna die

User34: ROFL I CANT WAIT FOR HER REACTION!

Bakugo: *use's redstone to ignite it*

-sounds of explosions from in game-

***

Y/n: "Be right back!" *facecam shows her taking off her headphones and getting up from her chair and exiting the room*

(Meanwhile in Bakugo's streaming room)

Bakugo: *reading a donation* " 'Dynamight you are one of my favorite streamers on Twitch' " "I am?? wow I must be better than all those other extras on here."

-The door gets kicked open-

Bakugo: *whirling his head around to face the door in surprise* "WHAT THE FUCK!? KNOCK FIRST DUMBA- Princess?"

Y/n: "DID YOU BLOW UP MY HOUSE?!" *has a pissed off expression on her face*

Bakugo: "...no."

Y/n: *peaks at his chat* "Your chat says otherwise."

Bakugo: "Shit, OKAY YES I DID, BuT those extras wanted me to!"

Y/n: "Your sleeping on the couch tonight."

Bakugo: "WHAT?! nO BABE PLEASE FORGIVE ME--"

Y/n: *leaves and shuts the door behind her*

Bakugo's live stream chat rn:

Anonymous: L

Pussyslayer2000: L

User524542523: L

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If you havent done this yet can you do a scenario or headcanons with bakugou and an s/o who texts him in the middle of the night with random questions (i.e "What if aliens invaded?" "Do pigeons feel emotions")? Thanks!

- ok so, at first, he would think you are the dumbest mf on this planet, would tell you to go back to bed, all that jazz

- but why would you ever stop that? that’s so boring /3 

- so you push forward, keep asking- you hope he eventually comes around!

- and then he does

- the first one he responds to is ‘why didn’t the 3 little piggies build a house underground?’

- ‘you saw them, they build houses out of fucking hay and twigs, dunce face has more braincells than the three combined. i think that’s an answer enough’ 

- seeing him respond? you nearly jumped for joy

- since i’m hitting a bit of a dead end, here’s a few of those interactions?

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katsuki was a bit of a crybaby.

you knew he could get caught up in his emotions more often than not. they tended to smother him sometimes, suffocating him with feelings he didn't know how to properly deal with. you saw this every day, but it was especially prominent whenever he would come home after a particularly grueling shift, his carmine eyes puffy with the things he could never bring himself to say.

from what deku had told you one evening at a little get together you went to as katsuki's plus one—back when he was (as katsuki had put it) insufferably nosy about his childhood friend's love life—katsuki felt emotions very strongly. so strongly, in fact, that he tended to bottle them all up most of the time behind gritted teeth and strained muscle.

he had—has—a hard time expressing himself, deku had sighed that night, his green eyes distant with memories you'd never be able to see, he doesn't cry too often in front of others. the only times he did it with me around he was, ah, frustrated, to say the least. he let out a small chuckle that got swallowed up by the murmurs of conversation around you, then slumped his shoulders by only a smidge. i would like to say he's gotten better, and in some ways he has, but i don't think he handles feelings other than rage very well yet.

you didn't know much about what katsuki was like when he was younger—only bits and pieces from what his friends had told you. and every time you learned something new, you couldn't help but to compare it to the man you knew and loved in the present day.

he still cried when he was frustrated, yes.

it wasn't often—it was so rare, in fact, that you could count the moments on one hand. he would come home looking like he was a bomb about to go off—all tensed shoulders and rigid lines. and he would take one look at you, standing in your comfiest clothes and looking like the very epitome of relaxation. and he would cry.

you didn't think he really knew how to properly cry. or at least, he didn't know what to do with himself when he did. his pale eyebrows would scrunch upwards, his head bending forward so he could hide behind his bangs. he'd slap a hand over his eyes and he'd clench his teeth so tightly together you thought he'd shatter them. he'd hold himself so, so stiffly. and he'd cry.

he didn't like it when people saw him like that. didn't like being caught at such a vulnerable moment. but you were patient. you were understanding. and you'd wait directly in front of him until he'd bend his head forward enough so that he could sink his face into the crook of your neck. and you'd simply hold him there, letting him ride out the steep wave of emotions that battered against the shores of his mind, his heart.

he cried when he thought no one was looking.

there were times where you would accidentally, quietly, stumble upon him in the bedroom, the bathroom. sometimes he didn't notice you. sometimes he did. and every time, you felt a piece of yourself get slowly chipped away, watching as he struggled to keep quiet and pull himself together so he could be the big, strong hero you could depend on. the number two hero. the steady, sure, stable symbol of victory, who didn't cry when he was frustrated or when he didn't know how to react in the face of his overwhelming emotions.

you were always quick to squash away his insecure feelings. for he could always, always, go to you whenever he was feeling down, whenever he needed a shoulder to hold him up. you hoped that one day he would understand—hoped that one day he wouldn't hold himself up to so high a standard that he couldn't let himself just be human once in a while. you were slowly getting him to that point—slowly, yet surely.

but katsuki also cried when he was happy.

it wasn't the kind of happy he got whenever he took down a particularly strong villain, or when he reached one of those ridiculously high milestones he set for himself. no, it was a kind of happy he only felt around you. for you made him feel things he had never felt before.

he cried once when he kissed you—at a time where you both realized you were deeply, irrevocably committed to the relationship. he cried when you held him at night, holding him so close to yourself that you could meld him to your body. he cried when you told him you would always love him, through thick and thin, high and low. he cried when you said you were his, forever and always.

and he cried when you said yes, allowing him to slip a small, silver ring around your finger.

[9:55pm]

bakugou indulging in ur antics💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

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“suki am i still pretty” you say looking away from the mirror.

bakugou puts down his manga and looks at you like you’re stupid. “You are so pretty, tf u askin me for look in the mirror.”

“well then have my boobs gotten smaller?” you say with your puppy dog pout.

“no???? they look the same to me” he says with an incredulous look on his face.

“well something is different about me and i can’t figure out what. hmmmmmm” you say with a finger on your chin, pretending to contemplate the possibilities. Nowwww he sees what you’re doing. You want him to notice something different about you then praise you out of his ass for it.

He gets up off of your shared bed to stand behind you, towering over your sitting figure. “Well let’s see,” he speaks, “s’ not your hair i woulda seen that in a heartbeat.” he moves your hair out of the way to see your ears looking for jewelry that wasn’t there before. “No new piercings. Lemme see your hands, baby”

You give your hand to him all proud and excited like. “Ah, you got your nails done. They look so pretty baby.” You giggle looking up at him. “You really like them suki?”

“Course, anythin looks pretty on you” he kisses down your neck before meeting your gaze in the mirror. “anything” The final word he says before gently maneuvering your jaw to face him. rough hands met supple skin for a sweet yet searing kiss.

𝘛𝘌𝘟𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘎 ~𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘛 2: 𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘢

SUMMARY: What it's like texting them

Deku x GN! reader, no pronouns mentioned, uses of petnames

WARNNGS!!: swearing, suggestive comments/jokes, a lot of fluff!

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Lettuce head 💚: Y/N ARE U ALR?

I HEARD A BUNCH OF NOISE FROM UR DORM

You: lmao im alr baby

i was just tackling bakugou off of me

Lettuce head 💚: WHAT

WHY WAS KACCHAN TACKLING U?

You: i ate his leftover katsudon

not my fault it didnt have his name on it smh

Lettuce head 💚: are u ok tho? ur not hurt, r u?

You: i promize izu, im alright <3

i think bakugou has a broken pinkie now tho hehe

Lettuce head 💚: HE HAS A WEHAT???:L9079203]#[#=-2

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You: izu

can u come over please

Lettuce head 💚: ofc!

are u ok?

u arent usually this dry 🧍‍♂️

You: im alr, just had a crap day

Lettuce head 💚: aw hun :(

im coming to ur dorm rn

do u want me to get some snacks and we can watch ur fav movies? :) You: yes plss :)

Lettuce head 💚: okk! i'll go get them and i'll be there asap!

You: god ilysm <3333

Lettuce head 💚: ily more <333333

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Lettuce head 💚: SWEETIEo

GUES WAT

GURESS WaT

EHHEHEHEHEOQ

You: WHAT? :D

Lettuce head 💚: I LOOUUUVVEEE UUUOO

You: I LOVE YOU TOO :)) are u ok tho? ur words are slurred

Lettuce head 💚: YAH IM OCK

You: ur huh? 😀

Lettuce head 💚: Hello dear, this is Recovery Girl. Midoryia is a bit woozy since he's on some pain medication, he had a pretty bad injury during his training earlier. So please excuse any mistakes from him

You: again??

Lettuce head 💚: Yes, again

You: is he gonna be ok?

Lettuce head 💚: Yes, he will, he just needs rest

EHEH I STOLL MY PHOWN BACK

You: omg 😭

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a/n: hii! sorry this was short, i wasnt that sure what to write haha, i hope u enjoyed tho! more content coming tho!! :)

➷ Izuku “Deku” Midoriya x GN!Reader

➷ MASTERLIST

Fluff hcs with my beloved izuku

A - Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Very. He shows affection through pyschical touch and acts of service I’d say but please tell him he’s doing a good job, he needs it.

B - Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He’s a great best friend and I stand by that. He definitely supports you through everything. Wanna be a hero? He’s sure you’ll do great. An artist? He’ll buy you whatever material you want and will even offer to help you. I’d say you two were childhood friends, and because you were always there, the crush he has on you now was inevitable.

C - Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He loves loves loves cuddles, because he gets to touch you, of course. I feel like he’d want to be the bigger spoon, so he can feel that you’re there and not going anywhere tho he likes being the small spoon as well.

D - Dreams (How do they picture their future with their s/o?)

He doesn’t plan that far into the future, but whatever he decides to do, he wants you to be in it. And whatever you decide to do, he’d be more than happy to be there.

E - Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

I feel like this precious boy wouldn’t break up with you outta nowhere. He’d have a good reason for that. And if he did, he’d be very nervous and sad. He’d want to stay as friends, unless you did something really bad.

F - Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He definitely wants to marry you. He’d want to wait until you two are ready to actually get married of course, but once you two start talking about it (especially after graduation, when he’s a pro) he’ll pop the question. It won’t be anywhere crowded, just the two of you, and it will be very romantic.

G - Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He’s very gentle, both pyschically and emotionally. He would never hurt you on purpose. If you got in a fight with him (which is very rare because he always tries to see things through your p.o.v.) he wouldn’t raise his voice at you. If, by some miracle, he made you cry he’d probably start crying with you. He always listens to what you have to say, and he’s so nice about it. Please love him or i will.

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves hugs, just as he loves cuddles. He hugs you whenever he gets the chance. He gets kinda shy when in front of other people but he gets better with it in years, and now you can’t escape. His hugs are very gentle, and he squeezes you just the right amount.

I - I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

This sweet boy would get so shy when you first started to date, so it would take a while for him to gather up the courage to say it. He would probably say it while you’re asleep at first, when he’s sure you won’t hear him, but after some time with you he’d start saying it nearly all the time.

J - Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He isn’t the type to get jealous easily. He gets insecure intead, because what if you found someone better than him? Please reassure him that it’s not true.

K - Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

I just know his kisses are divine. i’ve never been kissed so please excuse my very short writing or i’d probably make it weird he likes kissing you on the forehead and he likes it when you kiss his scars, but he’s too shy to admit it.

L - Little ones (How are they around children?)

He’s great with them! He likes hanging out with children and probably wants some of his own.

M - Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He wakes up really early to go on runs so you’re probably still asleep by the time he’s up. But if you do catch him sleeping, take a picture because those are rare.

N - Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He doesn’t stay up too late because he wants to wake up early in the mornings. That said, he will make sure you get a decent amount of sleep as well. He will also snuggle up to you.

O - Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

At first he tells you what he tells everyone. He’d need to know you for quite some time for him to reveal his secrets.

P - Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He’s very patient. It’s really hard to make him mad but he gets scary when he is.

Q - Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers everything you tell him. Your favorite color? He’ll buy you stuff in that color. You have a specific order in a restaurants? He’ll remember that when he’s buying food, and maybe learn the recipe. An item you mentioned you liked/wanted? It’s miraculously sitting on your bed now, and no, Izuku is definitely not involved.

R - Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He likes the quiet moments he has with you, where he can just sit back and watch you.

S - Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He’s protective, but not in an overbearing way. He knows you can handle things yourself but he’s got your back just in case something goes wrong.

T - Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He thinks everything through. His gifts are either hand-made or they’re something you mentioned to him before. Dates are so much fun with him because he always makes sure it’s just the two of you so you can be as loud and ridicilous as you want. And he helps you with the everyday tasks too, you two share the tasks because otherwise he tries to do them all by himself.

U - Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He wants you to be as comfortable as possible, which is a good thing, but he’s too hard on himself while trying to ensure your comfort. Please don’t let him.

V - Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He used to be kinda insecure of his looks because of how he got called “plain” but he got over it after he got together with you. He’s kinda insecure about his scars but you make sure to tell him he’s pretty with or without scars.

W - Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes. He sees you as his better half, and he doesn’t want to live in a world where you’re not there. He misses you very much when you’re away.

X -Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I think he knows how to dance, and actually likes dancing.

Y -Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I think he wouldn’t like sweets that much. I have no idea why I just think he’d prefer sour foods.

Z - Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He won’t let go of you the entire night and if you try to get up he’ll either tighten his hold on you, or wake up and pout at you. Either way you’re staying in bed until he’s ready to wake up.

I am so sorry for the spelling mistakes, if there are any. I hope this is good lol. It’s been a while since I’ve last written something.

[8:47pm]

judge me all you want but i was watching monsters inc. while writing this 😈💪🏼 btw characters are in hs

rushed and not edited 😍🙌🏼

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Bakugou Katsuki is such a good kisser. It’s almost hard to believe that you were each other’s very first kisses he’s that good. You were almost always at his house and his mother absolutely adored you. However, whenever you started to get deep into a conversation with her, you were whisked away by your angry boyfriend.

He always always always takes your hand to lead you up the stairs and shuts his door. Wouldn’t want his old had to be spying on you guys now. Not that she would but he’s a little paranoid.

Bakugou leads you to his bed to which he will immediately pull you onto his lap so you are straddling him. “Sukiii, i just got here.” you whine. He begins to kiss down your neck, sucking your favorite spot then nipping at it lightly.

“Mmm, don’t care. Kiss me.” He says making his way further up your neck to your jawline. Once you finally begin to kiss him back, he adds more fevor to the kiss. Moving his head at the right times, sensually tonguing at your mouth in the most deliciously disgusting way possible.

“mm suki” He glances up at you but soon realizes you weren’t beckoning his attention, but more so calling out to him for more.

And then for the next hour or so before you had to go home it continued on like that. Slow sensual kisses, touches, hickeys around each other’s necks. But when it finally was time for you to leave, he will escort you back downstairs asking if you could stay for just a little longer.

“Oh, your leaving already Y/N? Well come back soon hun you’re always welcome!” His mom will say before looking at her son. “Katsuki what’s on your neck?” You take that as your sign to make a run for it, “Well, I um i’m gonna head out, bye suki love you, and bye mitsuki!” She turns back to her son to examine his neck further. “Oh my god, is it a hickey?!” “Hah?”

“Katsuki Bakugou you have a hickey on your neck go look.” She giggles out. Bakugou runs to the mirror to find the purple bruise located where his collar bone meets his neck, the spot that had him keening out for you.

“She is so dead” he mumbled going back to his room.

“Don’t be too hard on her now Katsuki,” Mitsuki calls from the bottom of the steps. “Yeah yeah whatever.”

suki<3: you left a hickey on my neck? how the fuck am i supposed to get this off?

Y/N🙄🧡: you didn’t seem to mind when i was doing it (っ◕‿◕)っ ♥

suki<3: well i didn’t really notice it when it was happening. and cut it with the stupid emoticons

Y/N🙄🧡: aww why cause it felt so good suki?? i’m flattered (>‿♥)

suki<3: keep tellin yourself that baby, hags callin me for dinner, i gotta go

suki<3: talk to you later, i love you, pretty 🧡

Y/N🙄🧡: i love you too suki <3333 smooch smooch

suki<3: 😘

Y/N🙄🧡: AHHHH OMGOMG YOU-

Y/N🙄🧡: IM SO IN LOVE

Y/N🙄🧡: MY BF IS SO NICE TO ME

Y/N🙄🧡: YOU LOVVVEEE MEEEEE

Y/N🙄🧡: KISSKISSKISSKISSKSS😘😘😘😘😘

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