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take this for your safety

bakugo x fem!reader

Requested by Anon: pranking your ProHero boyfriend Bakugo

As much as you loved your boyfriend you couldn't help but enjoy his misery.

It was Bakugo's Friday, and he just wanted to get home and eat a warm meal with his girlfriend. Which he did, like clockwork the sound of his gauntlets hitting the floor alerted you of his arrival.

You ran to greet him, helping him take off his gear as you pestered him to wash up before he touched anything. You had spent the last hour cleaning and your efforts weren't going to be ruined by gunpowder and smoke.

It was a routine for the both of you, Bakugo would quietly unwind before seeking you out as you set out the food for each other.

He'd come up from behind and hold you in his arms as you put together the finishing touches. It was warm and comforting, the little life you had together was always moving so this certain time it was nice to find silence.

Your boyfriend went to bed first, keeping his strict schedule of sleeping early even on his day offs. Kissing you on the head and giving you his love.

Nothing out of the cycle, you'd crawl into bed with him not soon after and both wake up tomorrow to start all the weekend.

So imagine Bakugo's surprise when he's abruptly shaken from his slumber, the words you say to him sound like he has cotten in his ears.

"Babe. Babe! Wake up there's someone here." You whisper, shaking him awake as you hold your phone in your hand.

"Huh?" Bakugo sits up dazed, looking around your room confused and tired as he swayed. His eyes squinting to stay open as he looked up at you.

"I think I heard someone in the house! Go check it out!" You said, pulling the blanket away from his body.

He doesn't say anything, still half dead as he hastily gets out of bed. His steps clumsy as he looks between you and the door, still not noticing the phone in your hand.

"Here take this for your safety." You shove your limited addition Red Riot plushy into his hands as you push him towards the door.

He doesn't think twice before heading out.

Even if half asleep his body still operated as if he was working. His palm raised in case he encountered an attack and the stuffed hero was gripped tightly to his chest for protection.

You followed behind him, still recording as you tried to stifle your laughter. The closer he got to the main room the more he woke up, glancing around cautiously before looking down at his "shield." Confused by the random stuffy in his arm he looked behind him, and staring straight at him was your phone and you holding your mouth to stay quiet.

It took him a second to put comprehend everything but one he did you were screwed.

"IS THERE EVEN AN INTRUDER?!" He yelled finally catching on to the ever silent house. That's when you started cackling, heaving as you couldn't believe the prank worked.

Your top hero boyfriend who many feared was standing in the middle of the hallway in his matching pajama pants and a Red Riot plushy attached to him.

You let out a puff of air as he chucked the plushy at him. Before sprinting after you, realizing you were in danger you kicked into high gear and ran to your shared room.

Running to hide under the covers, giggling as wrestled you to the surface.

despite being allergic to pollen, BAKUGO KATSUKI spends most of valentine’s day at the flower shop downtown. despite the itch in his throat and despite the sting in his eyes, he refuses to leave.

his fingers twitch as he reaches for a bouquet. would you like roses? too cliche. sunflowers? too tacky. what the hell are peonies, and why do there have to be so many options to choose from?

he exhales sharply through his nose (bad idea, now he’s sneezing too) as he stomps over to the counter.

he grumbles at the florist, rubbing aggressively at the bridge of his nose. “what do you recommend for..” his voice dips, almost like he’s embarrassed, “..someone you like?”

the old woman behind the counter smiles knowingly. “that depends,” she hums, closing the register. “what do you like about her?”

his mouth opens — then snaps shut. his face heats up. he hates this. but he hates the idea of letting you down even more.

“she’s, uh..” he looks away, jaw tightening as he tries not to sneeze again. “she’s a pain in the ass.”

the florist blinks.

katsuki scoffs, gaze drifting while he’s deep in thought. “she’s loud, annoying, never shuts up.” his voice softens slightly. “but she’s.. nice. laughs like a fuckin’ idiot. and-” he clenches his fists. looks up. “-she likes flowers. a lot.”

the woman chuckles, already putting together a bouquet. “sounds like you’ve got it bad, kid.” katsuki scowls, but doesn’t argue.

by the time he leaves, gift in hand, his allergies are destroying him. his eyes are puffy, nose red, and he feels like absolute shit. but when he sees the look on your face later that day, the way you light up as he stands on your doorstep — none of that seems to matter.

Bakugo likes when you trace and touch his scars

For a guy that constantly hates when people touch him ,he sure as hell doesn’t mind when you touch and rub around his marks on his right arm.

He’s not even left handed but he takes the sacrifice and struggles to use his left to text or write whenever you come beside him and poke and rub against his bicep. He’s sensitive on some areas even 8 years later, but he loves the warm comfort you bring when you do so.

Sometimes you don’t even realize you’re doing it, your chubby cheek mashed against his arm, cuddled up by him like a cat and rubbing it up and down as you watch a show, he glances down at you and can’t help but feel his cheeks warm. You give this man cute aggression.

Some days you sneak in a few kisses on his hand. Though it’s scarred it’s never calloused, still soft and warm, it took some time for Bakugo to even get used to your clingyness, and you respected it. In the beginning, Every once in a while you’d ask “May I touch you?” Which, he’d never admit to but he appreciated your asking heavily, not a lot of people respect his boundaries to NOT touching him, but you always did.

Eventually he just told you ,”touch me whereever you want.” In his aggressive way, but you took heed and did so.

After finally getting comfortable you couldn’t stop touching and kissing him.

His skin was soft, he smelled amazing, and he always made you feel so safe. Just like he is now;

The snow is falling, the fire is burning, and it’s his day off, you’re laying beside him on the cozy big couch not even paying attention to the show but his arm and face, giving it little kisses and gentle touches, Bakugo humming every once in a while when you touch a soft spot on him. He doesn’t mind it all, he’s watching you through his phone, recording you lost in your own world of fascination with his skin—-because of course he has a staring problem just like how you have a touching problem.

BETTER THAN A BLANKET!

katsuki bakugou x f ! reader ᯓ★ 1.04k words. fluff / established relationship / not proofread / maybe ooc but you know… it’s a sleepy bakugou

katsuki has this habit of moving you on top of him. it’s a very pure, almost natural, but mindless action that just happens when you’re together.

it happens more frequently on a lazy, late afternoon during his off days. when the sun’s about to set and the both of you are enjoying each other’s company. laying down side by side, comfortable in each other’s silence.

the errands for the day were done and instead of going on a date outside, you opted to just get back home quickly—he definitely had no complaints at all, in fact, he was happy to stay at home with you, especially since he was barely even at home because of the several missions and emergencies he was dispatched to. to him, a big flaw of being a hero is being away from their lover for long periods of time—but it’s always more important that the world you helped widen for him is safer for you.

when you got home, you watched a few movies with him. laughing about the cheesy romcoms that’s number one on the streaming site. throwing popcorn when he mocks a cringy line. “well shit, he was really fucking stupid for that. can’t be me.” was your favorite comment from him, making a mental note in your head that he really hates slow-burn romance. definitely hates cheating routes too, thinking the whole film is a waste of time.

sooner or later, the two of you end up getting a little drowsy, wanting to take that power nap that the two of you deserved after the hell you guys went through this week. both of you are just waiting for sleep to hit and drift off in each other’s arms.

this moment you have with him is always special, never failing to tug on your heartstrings, especially since the golden shine of the sun passes through the thin curtains of your lovely home, landing perfectly on his pretty face that’s trying to blink and stay awake all because he always preferred you falling asleep first. half lidded eyes that still shined prettily accompanied by the warm rays.

when katsuki gets extra groggy and sluggish, he pulls you over on top him all too suddenly. tugging at your arm, looking at you like a puppy wanting treats. his mouth’s in a straight line yet his eyes already is saying a lot, it is one of the most expressive parts of him if he chooses not to speak.

and you let him, moving on top of him while he maneuvered you to however he liked, landing on him with a soft thud. you scoot a little bit to be more comfortable. nuzzling your face against his neck when you’re already put in place, “he smells so nice,” you think. he wraps his arms around you in such a tender embrace—you couldn’t move even if you wanted to. also spreading his legs apart so yours could stay on the mattress in case your legs get numb later on, he’s so considerate.

your arms under his while you softly cling to the sleeves of his shirt. you’re both chest to chest, almost feeling each other’s heartbeats. he loved doing this so much because you being his very own personal blanket would always bring him comfort. you’re always just so full of warmth and he always wants to feel it from head to toe—this is just the best position to have it possible.

you’ll talk for a bit, saying how you missed him all week and he grins at you. “yeah? your boyfriend left you all alone huh? what a dumbass.” and then you’ll tell him some stories about what you did at work, chatting about how the coffee machine keeps breaking cause an intern hasn’t learned to use it properly. he’d give you replies in small phrases, happily listening to your voice while fighting the drowsiness that’s kicking in. chuckles whenever your pitch gets higher from your rants. then you’d go back to telling him how you saw him at the news the other day, how you always worried a lot, which always made him a little sad but it couldn’t be helped.

but you’re pouting at him so cutely he ends up smiling. “i’m here now aren’t i?” he asks in a way that reassures you. “mhm, safe and sound.” you say, nudging your cheek against his.

you really wished time could slow down, even for just a bit, just to have katsuki all to yourself for a little while longer.

eventually your chat with him turns to a slower pace, your voice gradually getting softer and softer, and words more disconnected as your mind gets hazy with sleep.

he mumbles a small, “sleepy?” and you snuggle deeper onto him, which immediately translates to his head as a ‘yes.’ he doesn’t ‘bother’ you anymore with any other words or further conversation. instead, he kisses the top of your head while he waits for you to drift off before him. and he repeatedly tells you how much he loved you, at least in his head he did.

you’re closing your eyes while he rubs your back, soothing you into that dreamscape while you hope to see him right there next to you just like you are now.

when you wake up you’re in the same place you were in, except the extra warmth on your back with your puffy comforter that katsuki somehow placed on without waking you.

you figured it’s time to start preparing dinner from how dark the room is. yet, with the way he looked so cute sleeping so soundly under the cool hue of the moonlight you think it’s probably fine to sleep for a few more minutes.

and you kiss him just for a little while before you lay back down. not knowing he was awake a few minutes after you did and hoped you wouldn’t notice the blush that’s creeping up his cheeks. “that was dangerous,” he thought to himself. maybe it was cause he was still high off from his dream but whenever you make his heart skip a beat this much it makes him want to ask you to be his girlfriend again (i think this definitely calls for a ring katsuki!)

do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost my works

teehee, shopping with bf! katsuki for the first time is a whole new experience.

you dragged him to the mall under the pretense of just browsing. katsuki grumbles, complains the whole car ride, mutters something about how he'd rather "eat glass" than spend a weekend in a fluorescent-lit hellscape.

but the second you tug on his wrist and smile up at him, he shuts up and follows. what you don’t expect?

how much of a problem he becomes the second you enter the fitting room.

you're barely five minutes into trying on outfits when it starts. you step out, smoothing down a dress, turning side to side in the mirror.

you barely manage a “what do you think?” before he drops the phone he wasn’t even looking at and sits up straighter.

“turn around.”

you blink. “huh?”

“lemme see the back.”

you do. he whistles low, then squints. “try that in the other color.”

you raise a brow. “oh, so now you care?”

“tch. i care when it looks like that on you.”

from then on, it’s over. every. single. outfit. he's like that.

“yeah, do a little spin.”

“too tight in the chest. not that i’m complaining.”

“damn, sweets. you tryna kill me or sumthin'?”

he lounges on the little bench like he owns the place—legs spread, arms crossed, eyes locked on you like you’re center stage and he’s the only judge that matters. the store’s mirror might show you the front, but he’s giving full commentary on the back. and the sides. and the neckline.

he’s unreasonably hot while doing it too. hood half-up, jaw sharp, legs spread like he’s got thoughts about every skirt you shimmy into.

and the worst part? you start playing it up.

slipping out of the fitting room with a little strut. spinning slow just to watch his jaw tighten. running your hands down your sides, real innocent, then pretending not to notice the way he swears under his breath.

“you’re lucky we’re in public,” he grits when you try on a slinky little number that hugs way too close.

you blink. “so you like it?”

he growls. “i like it on the floor of our bedroom.”

you nearly explode.

one outfit later, you try something on that you already know is ridiculous—fluffy, sparkly, way too over-the-top—but you step out just to mess with him.

you expect him to laugh. maybe tease. instead?

he blinks once. then shrugs. “buy it.”

you pause. “wait… really?”

he smirks. “you look happy in it. that’s all i care about.”

by the time you're done, you're practically floating out of the store—arms light, mood lighter, cheeks a little sore from how much you've been grinning.

katsuki?

katsuki is not floating. katsuki is lugging six bags in one hand, two on the other, and somehow managing to balance the weirdly long one that holds the dress bag across his broad shoulders like a damn pack mule.

and the whole time? he looks pissed. jaw tight, bags slapping against his thighs as he stomps beside you.

you peek over at him, smiling sweetly. “you’re the one who said to buy everything, suki.”

“tch. only ‘cause you looked hot in it, dumbass.”

you giggle. “so it’s your fault?”

he stops walking. and glares. hard.

“i swear to god, if you say that again, i’m droppin’ all these bags and draggin’ you into the back of that h&m.”

you blink innocently. “so romantic.”

“try me, sweetheart.”

despite all his complaining, he doesn’t put a single bag down. not when you stop for a smoothie. not when you see a cute little accessory stand. not even when you wander over to look at shoes you’re not even planning on buying.

he just stands there, one foot tapping, arms full of pink and glitter and tissue paper, looking like a man who’s fought gods and monsters and still wasn’t prepared for the chaos that is dating you.

at one point, you lean up on tiptoe and kiss his cheek.

“thanks for carrying everything,” you murmur.

he huffs. “yeah, yeah.”

you kiss him again, this time slower, lingering by the edge of his jaw. “you’re the best boyfriend ever.”

and that does get a response. his ears go a little red. his mouth twitches like he wants to smile but is physically restraining it.

“hmph. i better be,” he mutters, looking away like a child, shifting all the bags in one hand just so he can wrap the other arm around your shoulders.

still grumbling.

still red.

still the best, grumpiest mall boyfriend in existence.

‎‧₊˚✧[ it's me, kia ! ]✧˚₊‧ ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ ‎‧₊˚✧[ more of katsuki ! ]✧˚₊‧

⋆˚࿔ kia's note ˚⋆ bc i love procrastinating and dont write the shit i should write lmao💜 hope you guys enjoyed!!

pucker up buttercup

bakugo x fem!reader

Requested by anon: first kiss!

Bakugo was secretly a romantic at heart, your original thoughts when you first started dating the rumored hothead was late nights together, maybe takeout and a movie.

But surprisingly that wasn't the case, four months into your relationship and he's always managed to set a new record for best date.

Tonight he surprised you with tickets to your favorite concert. Texting you to dress up nice and be ready by seven, as he arrived at your door with flowers and two tickets.

You had a blast as you jokingly made him study all the songs on their discography, singing along together as you made your way to the venue.

His hand never leaving yours, making sure you didn't get lost in the crowd. Waiting in the merch line for you as you excused yourself to the bathroom. Recording you as you sang your heart out with the musician.

If his friends saw him they'd tease him for being whipped, claiming it was the 'honeymoon phase.' But Bakugo always had a peaceful and loving expression on his face when he was with you.

On the way home, Bakugo held your palm in his, slightly sweaty from nerves. Your tired brain too muddled to notice, just peacefully basking in his company.

You didn't want this day to end, planning on going through the videos and photos you took with your boyfriend when you got to the comfort of your room, ready to relive it again.

Contrary to your blissful mood Bakugo was freaking out as he drove you home, his palms slightly warm and clammy and he built up to nerves to finally commit.

His mind overridden with thoughts as he asked himself 'how do I kiss her and not make it awkward.'

Since the singer played your favorite love song, Bakugo was enraptured by your beauty. You were too busy singing to notice your boyfriend gazing at you lovingly. The low lights and soft atmosphere made you look ethereal in his eyes.

If someone told him before, he would know when the right moment to kiss someone was he'd call them crazy, but right now as he admired you he knew this was the perfect time.

Stopping in front of your place, you tiredly smiled at him, your expression cute and dazed as you were ready for bed.

Bakugo knew he had to kiss you now, or he would miss his chance.

As you leaned in to give him a parting hug, Bakugo moved closer, puckering his lips to give you a kiss.

But not knowing what was coming, you leaned the opposite way, causing Bakugo to awkwardly kiss your cheekbone.

The feeling of his lips on you, snapped you right out of your daze. The both of you pulled back, your expression confused as his face burned with embarrassment.

"Did you just kiss my cheekbone?" You questioned, judging your tomato of a boyfriend.

"I- f-fuck, no?" Bakugo stuttered out, looking away from you.

Your giggles and soft caress on his cheek, made him turn his head to look at you. "Don't be embarrassed, we can try again." You stated softly.

Bakugo followed your lead as you pulled him closer, your eyes fluttering close as you leaned in.

Not wanting to mess up again, Bakugo shut his eyes, before pressing his lips to yours. His slightly chapped lips pressed against your cherry flavored ones, deepening the kiss to try and savor the moment. His hand moved to cradle your head, lips moving messily in sync as he eagerly kissed you back.

The both of you separated with a small pant of air, slowly pecking each other's lips not wanting to leave. The two of you smiled bashfully, realizing you just shared your first kiss.

With one last quick kiss you left the car, "Thank you for the wonderful date Katsuki." Your smile never leaving your face as you went inside the house, running to your room to squeal into your pillow.

Bakugo stayed, making sure you got inside safe. When your door closed and it was just him, he rested his head on the steering wheel, smiling to himself. Proud for not chickening out, thinking about the feeling of your lips on his, already missing the moment.

CUDDLING W KATSUKI <33

pls he’s a such a cuddle bug!! he’s very guarded but once he’s comfortable w you he’s COMFORTABLE. he has no shame in wrapping around you and keeping you pinned to him and the bed for HOURS. you’re the only one who gets to see his clingy side!!

he likes it a lot when you lay on his chest! he gets to hold you close to protect you and also press kisses to your head. either one of or his top fav position fs

when katsuki thinks you should be heading to bed because it’s late (or he thinks you’re talking too much/being stupid and need to stfu) he likes to rub his fingertips gently down your back

ITS SO TINGLY and also very sleep-inducing. for someone who has literal explosions come out of his fingertips, it’s unbelievable how gentle his hands become. he’s trails his fingers up and down your spine with the most featherlight touch that makes you both shiver and sleepy

OH and he’d also be the type to give you lil tickly pinches and squeezes to make you giggle when you cuddle but also to shut you up when he thinks you’re being stupid. (he also does it just to hear your laughter but vehemently denies it)

sometimes katsuki gets cuteness aggression or like surges of “oh my god i’m in love with this man/woman” and squeezes you really really tight to his chest

he’d also be the type to like cradle and rock you to sleep. it’s insane how someone so violent and crazy can become so gentle and soft (will vehemently deny this statement)

katsukis love languages are def acts of service and physical touch!! pls he’s such a sweetie pie i love him

extra: one time kirishima and the gang caught you guys cuddling asleep and could not believe their eyes. like they weren’t even drinking water and all did spit takes. lots of photos were taken and he hasnt lived it down since

i redownloaded the sims to make this

inspo from this pic

is this guy bothering you

bakugo x fem!reader

You and your sweet boyfriend were out at the mall as you looked around window shopping, pointing out cute plushies you found soft, or clothes that you thought was adorable.

Bakugo gave his opinions here and there, mostly just content holding you close as you gushed about new items.

His hand low on your waist, making sure you didn't run off. His thumb caressing you every now and then, a silent reminder that he had you.

The two of you were an odd but perfect sight.

A broody boyfriend that loomed over you as you shopped through all sorts of girly stores, and the ditzy sweet girlfriend that led him through wracks of skirts and shoes, your small heels clicking as you walked.

Everyone could tell that he loved you, his arm littered with shopping bags. The only thing in your hand other than the clothes you were checking out was your small hand bag, stacked with all types of keychains and accessories.

The two of you stopped at the food court, your boyfriend forcing you to eat something other than the small breakfast you had hours ago.

He smirked at the small pout that adorned your glossy lips, your arms crossed as you clicked away at your phone. Your pout turning into a bashful smile as he pecked your lips, leaving to stand in line to order.

Distracted by your phone camera, too busy taking selfies to realize a group of boys were coming up to your table. The sound of the metal chair scraping drawing your attention.

"What'd you get me-" You said, only to stop mid sentence, a look of confusion crossing your face as you stared at a random group of boys sitting in front of you. "Can I help you?" You asked, your tone standoffish as you gripped your phone.

"What's a sweet thing like you doing here all by yourself" The guy on the right said, his tone supposed to sound flirty but instead sounded predatory.

You have a quick glance to your boyfriend's figure, seeing his back turned to you as he gave the cashier your order. "Um, I'm actually here with my boyfriend." You stated hesitantly, your eyes flickering to all three of them.

Their gazes locked on you as they invaded your personal space, leaning on the table to get a closer look at you. "Well I don't see him around" The one of the left said, smirking as if he caught you in a lie.

"I'm not lying! He's the blonde one right over there!" You huffed, your voice getting desperate as you pointed your manicured finger at Bakugo's back.

To your dismay the trio of boys started laughing, their heads turning between you and Bakugo. "Him? The one who looks like he'd rather kick rocks than be in a mall," one of them laughed, gripping his friend's shoulder for support. "You could have picked a better lie than that, especially with Blondie over there as your coverup." The other rolled his eyes.

The boys kept joking as you tried to send brain signals to your boyfriend. They must've been strong because right as one of the guys went to grab your wrist Bakugo turned around, his eyes turning sharp as he spotted the strangers surrounding you.

Ignoring the worker calling his order, Bakugo marched towards where you were sitting, his footsteps getting louder as he approached.

"Why don't you be a good girl and give us your number." He heard one of them say, the boys not realizing what was looming behind them.

Your eyes widened slightly, the sparkles returning to your eyes as you saw your boyfriend standing behind them menacingly.

The one with his phone hovering close to you assumed you were finally caving in, his smirk widening as he tried and sweet talk you.

But the rough feeling of someone grabbing onto the back of his shirt had him turning around. "The hell-" He said, his words coming to a halt as he looked up and saw Bakugo glaring down at him.

"The fuck are you doing talking to my girl." Bakugo uttered, his tone clear as his fist clenched around the strangers shirt.

"I wasn't doing anything-" "Bullshit." Bakugo cut him off, pulling him off the chair like a rag doll.

His friends stood up, their chairs screeching as they tried to look intimidating. "We don't want any trouble man." The one of the left stated. Bakugo rolled his shoulders back, his figure standing tall while he glared at the trio. "I think you do, because here you are harassing my girl."

As they sputtered our excuses your boyfriend turned to you, his glare softening just a tad. "Did they do anything to you baby." He asked.

You shook your head, "Other than bugging me, not really." With a small nod of acknowledgment, he turned back to the guys. "You're lucky I got your ass before you could do anything." He said low and menacingly, "Or else your face would be kissing this table."

Bakugo threw his victim at one of his friends, making them scramble to catch him as they tried not to fall from impact.

Bakugo walked around the table and stood beside you, taking your hand that the stranger almost touched in his. The feeling of his warm skin on yours made you smile, "Thank you." You said, ignoring the group of boys escaping as you stared up at your knight in shinning armor.

"Shout for me next time something like this happens." He advised, helping you up as he collected your shopping bags. "Noted!" You said, nodding your head cutely as you grabbed onto his bicep.

The two of you walking back to grab your food to go, Bakugo's hand back on your waist where it belonged as he led you out of the mall.

"I can't take you anywhere." Bakugo rolled his eyes, his tone playful as he smirked at you. "It's okay, because I have my big strong boyfriend to protect me." You teased, smiling up at him as you felt his hand tighten, pulling you closer in his hold.

Guys is this trend still a thing? Guys? GUYS- COME BACK-

I’ve been watching MHA recently can u tell