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Hey y’all, so I’ve been a bit absent for a hot minute… oops! I’m back for the summer though! Let me catch y’all up! I’m still working on TWD, I haven’t actually finished it. I’m also still very, very, very, into Star Wars, I do RP on here for that for the most part. I’m also trying to expand my horizons, so I started watching My Hero Academia. I’m already working on some fic’s for that. Anyone reading who is here for my Daryl Dixon fics don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about you! I’m currently trying to balance work and my “vacations” with my hobbies, while also giving myself time to relax and chill.

Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

Words: 3002

Warnings/Notes: Swearing, I know this is really out of the ordinary for my SW and TWD fans but humor me please I'm expanding lol.

Part 1 | Part 2

Alright so I grew up on quads and in sand rales, if you don’t know what those are look ‘em up they’re freaking awesome. Anyways dirtbike dudes are usually hot as hell, so of course my brain decided to mix two of my obsessions and so I give you, Katsuki Bakugo riding (not like that you freaks) a dirtbike. I may make more for others. Also for the sake of this pretend they’re allowed to drive and stuff.

“And now for y/n’s room!” Mina exclaimed. Everyone was going around looking at each other's rooms, and yours was the last on the list, being that you were on the top floor at the end of the hallway.

“Oh, right,” you held an awkward smile on your face as you opened the door for everyone. You left the bed in the right corner, although you changed the bedding to something more to your liking. You changed the desk on the left wall to something a bit bigger, already lined with stationary stuff. Posters from your favorite shows and movies lined the left wall, but the shelves on the right are what caught Bakugo’s attention. The shelves were lined with different things there for show, but what caught his attention was the helmet. Sitting off to the side on the last shelf was a riding helmet. It was detailed with your favorite color and the goggles that sat around it were black-rimmed with a sun protection lens to match the colors on your helmet. After everyone was done looking over your room you all went back downstairs to vote. After which everyone said their goodbyes and went off to bed. You were one of the last ones to leave, not wanting anyone to feel left behind. When you finally made your way up to your room you saw someone standing outside your door. As you got closer you recognized the hair.

“Bakugo? What are you doing here?” You asked.

“You ride?” He was quick to the point. He’d always been like that, obvious as to why he was there, and once he was done with whatever he needed that was the end of it. It’s one of the things you grew to appreciate about him. There was no bullshit. 

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Did you see my helmet? I mostly ride my quad or drive my parent’s sand rale,” You explained. He didn’t say anything at first, just kept leaning against the wall.

“You busy this weekend?” He finally asked, his eyes looking up to meet yours. 

“No, just homework,” You crossed your arms and leaned your shoulder against the wall. 

“Wanna go up to the sand dunes near here?” he asked in such a casual way, that you almost didn’t realize this was so out of the ordinary for him. “My bike is in a storage locker not too far from here on the way, if you don’t mind putting it in the bed of your truck.”

“Yeah! I mean,” you stopped and laughed at yourself a little, “not many people I know ride. My family has a cabin up there that we can stay at. There's plenty of beds and it’s got a huge barn, there's plenty of space for your bike, we leave all our stuff up there.”

Your body was practically shaking from the excitement. Bakugo nodded and pushed himself up from the wall.

“Better be fast,” is all he said as he walked down the hallway to the elevator. You sent the rest of the night all pumped up for the weekend. Something about Bakugo asking you to go riding with him was so special to you. You’d always noticed how he treated you a little differently. He didn't yell so much at or around you. He’d always do little things he didn’t even seem to realize he was doing, like keeping the door open a second longer for you or throwing a water bottle at you at the end of practice. Things that made it seem like he was picking on you. At first, you tried to push it off as him doing just that, but over time it just made you like him more and more. And now you were going to do one of your favorite things with him, and he's the one who asked you.

By the time the weekend came around, you had both agreed to leave early Saturday morning and come back Sunday night, giving you two full days of riding. You went through the week stealing glances at Bakugo every chance you got, and you started to realize you were falling for him more and more. 

You got up early Saturday morning like planned. You threw on some leggings and a cropped T-shirt, packing your bag with all your clothes for the weekend, all your gear and everything else you would need was already up there. You were zipping up your bag when you heard a knock on your door.

“Come on in,” you call out. Bakugo opens the door, walking in a couple of steps. He’s wearing grey sweats and his black skull t-shirt, a duffle bag hanging from his shoulder.

“You ready?” His morning voice caught you off guard. It was deeper than normal, and fucking attractive if you were being honest. You nod in response, grabbing your duffle bag off your bed. The helmet inside hits your thigh and you let out a little yelp, laughing at yourself quickly after. You glance at Bakugo and swear you see the hint of a smirk on his face. 

“Let’s go idiot,” Bakugo leaves the room, you following quickly after and shutting your door.

The ride up to your cabin was about an hour, plus half an hour to pick up Bakugo’s bike. When you finally made it up it was still pretty early in the morning. You decided to eat some breakfast and then head to the dunes. Your cabin was close enough that all you had to do was ride the bikes down the road and you’d be at the entrance. While Bakugo unleaded his bike, you made waffles in the kitchen.

“Bakugo! Waffles are done,” You called through the screen door. A minute later he came jogging in from the barn. His shirt was off and his abs were on full display. You turned away blushing, bringing the two plates of waffles to the round breakfast table. You already had the syrup and silverware out and waiting. You sat down at the table at the same time, eating in silence. 

“Thanks for the breakfast, you gonna be ready after this?” Bakugo asks, putting his plate in the sink. 

“Yeah, just gotta put on my gear and get my quad out,” Your reply. Once again he simply nods and retreats to one of the rooms to change. You had changed into your usual riding outfit when you got there. A pair of athletic shorts with a zipper pocket, a t-shirt, and some sandals. You head out to the barn and open the big door. Inside are a couple sand rales, a side by side, a couple quads and a couple bikes. It was mostly your family who used the cabin, but your uncle and his family came up here sometimes too, hence all the stuff. Your quad was right in front, making it easy to pull out onto the cement patch next to where Bakugo’s bike was sitting. Your riding bag was against the wall on one of the shelves so you went back inside to grab it before shutting the barn door again. You quickly slide on your riding pants and are clicking on the last boot when you hear Bakugo’s boots click across the pavement. You stand up to face him, your face immediately getting flushed. He’s standing there with only his riding pants and boots on, running his gloved hand through his hair.

“Forgot your helmet inside,” He extends his arm towards you, holding your helmet in his hand.

“Right, thank you,” you take it from him and watch as his hand comes to rest on his hip. He responds with a hum as he grabs his chest protector off his bike. Good to know he’s at least wearing some protection. You take the time to check over your bike, turning on the gas and making sure there aren't any leaks or anything. By the time you’re done, you're both putting on your helmets and ready to go. You rest your foot on the peg, swinging your other leg over so you're sitting on the quad. You look over at him and can’t help but think about how hot he looks sitting on the bike, his one foot on the peg while his other supports him. You stand on your bike and jump down on the kickstart. Shit, I forgot the choke. You immediately think when the bike doesn’t start. You once again laugh at yourself a little and reach down to pull the choke, and you swear you heard him laugh. You jump down on the kickstart again, giving it a little gas and it starts right up. You look over to see him watching you, though he quickly looks away when you turn in his direction. He kicks down on his bike and it starts right up, so. fucking. hot. He motions for you to lead the way and you take off, him following not far behind. 

After the time it took for you two to get stickers and a couple of hours of riding, you two were both ready for a break and some food. You motion to him that you’re heading down to the parking lot and he nods in agreement. You take off from your stopped position near one of the posts, expecting to ride the exit strip like a normal person, but Bakugo has other ideas. He suddenly rips past you, spraying sand all over your and your quad. Oh, it’s fucking on. You take off towards him, matching his speed and riding alongside him. You watch his muscles flex every time he pulls in the clutch to shift. The smooth control over the bike and his sweat making him glisten under the sun are so damn attractive. You two ride side by side down the strip, and when you get to the end he lets off, letting you go in front. You laugh and glance back at him, only to get his middle finger shoved in your face. Oh shut up Bakugo, you're just mad that you’re being nice. 

When you reach the food trucks in the parking lot, you park your bikes in one of the parking spots. You unbuckle your helmet and turn to face him, a smile reaching your face. As he takes off his helmet, you see his hair, now shaggy from the helmet, fall around his face. He looks so, content. Like he’s truly happy and enjoying himself, plus he looks really fucking pretty so that’s a plus. 

“So I won the race, right?” You tease him as you both hop off your bikes. 

“Ha! As if. I let you go in front of me,” He tries to keep a straight face as he says it, a smirk tugging at his lips. 

“Hey now, I think I won fair and square,” In your head, you knew that wasn’t true. You saw him let off the throttle and down-shift. Maybe he wanted to be nice, maybe he likes me more than he’ll say… Yeah right, he probably did it so he could torment you about it later. 

“Hmph, guess we’ll have to rematch when we get up there,” Bakugo says it so easily, like you two do this normally, “What do you want from the truck?”

“Uh, I think I’m going to get my usual,” You look around at all the people eating, some sitting at tables, some leaning against their rides. 

“Alright,” Bakugo leads you two up to the truck and you both put in your orders. You reach into your zipper pocket to grab your money, when Bakugo hands the person some cash.

“Bakugo, I have money I can pay,” you look to his face and see that he’s already looking at you.

“I got it,” He responds simply, taking the change from the lady. He puts it in his pocket and moves his hand to the small of your back, your face immediately getting flushed. Hopefully, it just looks like sunburn. He keeps his hand there as he directs you to the other end of the food truck, where you wait for your orders. Does he even recognize that he’s doing it?! Does he know what it makes me feel? When your orders come out he steps in front of you and grabs both orders. You follow him back to your bikes, where he sets your food on the end of your quad.

“Eat it all, you’re going to need the energy,” Bakugo leans against his bike, taking a big bite of his food. God, it sounds like he’s taking care of me. Can’t he tell that I want this to be our normal? Can’t he tell I have a damn crush on him? You eat in silence again, both downing your food in hopes of getting back to riding sooner. When you both finish he takes your trash and jogs to the trash to throw it away. 

“Such a gentleman,” you tease.

“Shut up idiot,” He bites back, though his tone sounds more teasing than actually mad.

You take off again and spend the rest of the day riding to your heart’s content. As the afternoon passes, you realize you're watching him more and more. Cheering him on when he races people on the drag strip, and cheering even more when he wins. Watching as he jumps hills and does tricks in the air. You both decide to end the day racing through the wooded part of the dunes. Swerving in between trees and crossing each other's paths. Eventually, it starts to get darker and you decide to turn in for the night. You leak Bakugo back down the exit and along the road to your cabin. You stop your bike outside the barn on the pavement and get off to open the garage door. You show him where he can park his bike and you push yours in backward after him.

“Oh, somebody's fancy,” Bakugo shoots at you.

“Well maybe this somebody wants to be able to start it up and go,” you shoot back.

“Whatever idiot, let's just get inside before the bugs get out,” He blows off your comeback and starts walking towards the cabin. You roll your eyes and shut the garage door, following shortly after him. While you go to your room and change into pajamas, he makes each of you a sandwich and sets them on the makeshift coffee table in the living room, which is just a couch, some boards to make a table, and a TV that you can only play DVD’s on. The cabin has an open floor plan, which means everything besides the bathroom and three bedrooms is one big room. You walk out to see him sitting on the side of the couch, one of his arms on the armrest and the other extended over the back of the couch.

“What movie do you want to watch?” He leans his head back over the couch and looks at you.

“Whatever you want, I’ve seen ‘em all,” You round the couch and realize he’s in only his riding pants. Damn, I knew dudes who ride are hot but, they get significantly better looking when you already like them. You wait as he puts the movie he picked in before sitting back down. He leans to the table and hands you your already-made sandwich. 

“Thanks,” you take the paper plate from him and eat the sandwich pretty quickly. As the movie goes on, the plates end up stacked on the table, and you're slightly closer than you were before. You can feel your eyes starting to droop and shortly after you fall asleep, unaware of how you’ve fallen into Bakugo’s side… and how his arm has worked its way from the back of the couch to resting around you. Eventually, the movie ends and you’re still out.

“Damn idiot, falling asleep during the movie,” Bakugo mumbles and he carefully stands and picks you up, holding you in his arms. He carries your sleeping body to your room, nudging your door open with his foot. He carefully lays you on your bed and pulls one of the blankets from the end over your body. 

“Damn, you don’t even know how good you look right now,” He whispers to you like you’re going to hear him, “Goodnight idiot.”

Bakugo takes your hand and kisses the top of it, ready to retreat to bed himself when you slip into consciousness. 

“Stay,” your request takes him by surprise.

“Are you awake?” He mumbles to himself again. Your eyes are still closed and the only sign you showed of being awake was that one word.

“Please, Katsuki,” your words come out in what feels like slow motion. Bakugo doesn’t know what to do. Your hand is still holding his and you asking him to stay is something he’d been longing for for a long time.

“Yeah, I’ll stay,” Before he even knows what he’s saying he lets go of your hand and runs to his room as quietly as he can, changing quickly into his pajama shorts and running back to your room. There you are, laying peacefully in your bed, your stomach slowly rising and falling. He could leave. He could go back to his room and go to sleep and pretend it never happened, but part of him wants to fulfill your every wish and desire. He cautiously walks to the bed and climbs in from the other side. He’s careful not to touch you right away, in case you really were talking in your sleep and didn’t want him there. He laid stiff as a board for a moment, contemplating whether or not he should stay, when you rolled over and laid your head on his shoulder, your arm reaching across his chest and your leg intertwining with his. He moves his arms to hold you, making you snuggle in closer. His greatest wish was coming true, and you simply thought you were dreaming.

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— lush

It’s no secret to Bakugou that his friends think you’re hot, but he’s never allowed them to act on it before. Until they catch him using a remote controlled vibrator on you—

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader, implied Sero Hanta x f!reader, Kaminari Denki x f!reader, Kirishima Eijirou x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, toys, Bakugou let’s the guys control your lush vibe, dub-con (consent isn’t explicitly stated so could potentially be seen as non-con), long distance, sexting, public setting, nudes, squirting, dirty talk, the guys talk pure filth about you.

Word Count: 3.6k.

Bakugou did not want to be here, and frankly he wouldn’t have turned up at all if it hadn’t been for you. Especially when he knew what was waiting at home for him— you kissed him at the door with a promise to wait up for him when he returned home. Knowing that you’d more than likely fall asleep on the couch by the time he stepped back into the apartment, having to scoop you up into his arms and walk you into your bedroom.

This night out for Sero’s birthday had been planned weeks in advance, and rather than unwinding with him after your long day at work you practically forced him into the shower— alone no less, and made him get ready for drinks at a popular bar in central Musutafu.

Taking a sip of his cold beer as his friends talked animatedly around him in the plush booth, catching up with each other after a few weeks apart. Gathering as Pro-Heroes wasn’t as easy as his days back at U.A. Conflicting work schedules meant that it became near impossible to find the same days, or even evenings off as each other. So this was something to be savoured. Or at least, that’s what you told him as you watched him get ready. Sitting on your shared bed wearing one of his old Dynamight agency shirts and a pair of shorts while he pulled a plain black shirt out of his closet to wear tonight.

Nothing had annoyed Bakugou more than leaving you alone in your apartment to be here, the taste of your gloss still lingering on his lips as he thought about being home with you instead.

You’d made it abundantly clear what your plans were going to be tonight, pulling the little pink toy he’d bought for you out of your magic drawer (as he called it) and settling yourself on your shared bed.

“You put that in I ain’t goin’ at all, sweetheart.” He groaned, leaning against the doorframe as you shook your head with a laugh.

“You’re going,” You reached up to squeeze his cheeks together into a pout, the rough stubble on his face tickling your fingers as you pulled him down into a kiss, “I just need something after the day I’ve had. I’m probably gonna take a bath and wait for you to get home.”

“Then I’m at least controlling that shit.” He growled, pulling his cellphone out of his jeans pocket, “Give me access now.”

Maybe he’d be able to have one more drink before excusing himself early so he could get home to you and sink himself into your warm, wet cunt.

And god, you would be so fucking wet. You’d be soaked from the way his thumb continued to absentmindedly draw patterns against his phone screen. The pink cursor ascended for a few moments before dragging it back down. Picturing how you looked right now with the little toy stuffed inside your pretty pussy as you writhed on top of tussled sheets all because of him.

You[8.59PM]: Kats, stop teasing and let me cum :(((

The notification banner signaled at the top of the screen, causing Bakugou to grin. He’d been teasing you for the last hour with the toy, knowing that the settings he was using weren’t quite enough to have you coming undone for him. But just enough to have you riled up and begging for more—

Bakugou[9.00PM]: You’re the one that wanted to play these games, sweetheart.

You[9.01PM]: Yeah, but I wanna cum :((

The words had Bakugou’s cock throbbing in his pants, pressing against the rough denim as he tried to mask a groan through a tickly cough. Pressing the back of his hand to his lips as he typed another response to you.

Bakugou[9.02PM]: I promise I’ll take good care of you when I get home, baby.

You[9.05PM]: Turn it up a little please, baby? I need it.

With that text you’d sent an attachment. He’d been hiding the screen of his phone beneath the table all evening to avoid any prying eyes or accusatory questions, but this made him shield the screen from any unsuspecting gazes. A photograph of you staring up into the camera with needy eyes, your glossy lips curled into a cute pout as you pulled your shirt— his shirt, above your chest as the fabric bunched together to reveal your perfect breasts.

God, you were so fucking perfect.

Bakugou decided to take pity on you, his fingers pulling the circle up the screen to increase the vibrations. His free hand reaching forward to grab his bottle as he downed the rest of its contents. Determined this would be his last drink before excusing himself to come home to you, not that he’d have to think of any particular reason.

“Work still trying to contact you, bro? It’s gone nine.” Sero asked, leaning his forearms against the table.

“You have been on the phone a lot, is everything okay?” Kirishima looked concerned.

“He’s probably texting his girlfriend,” Denki practically sang.

“Shut up, idiot. Everything’s fine.”

Slipping his phone back into his pocket as he stood from the booth, smoothing his hands down the black denim on his thighs as he made a beeline towards the bar.

“It’s your round yeah, Kats?” Kirishima called after him, the sound drowned out by the loud bustle of the bar as Bakugou leaned against it waiting to be served. He could feel his phone vibrating in his pocket, knowing that it was texts from you. But he didn’t want to unlock it to read them now, not when anyone could look over his shoulder and catch a glimpse at what was his.

Forgoing a tray as he held the neck of the beer bottles between his knuckles as he carried them back towards the booth to a cheer and raised arms from Denki. Sharing them out as he resumed his seat and wrapped a palm around the cold base of the bottle, distracted as he pulled his phone out to finally respond to you.

You[9.21PM]: I can’t cum with this, baby. It’s driving me crazy.

You[9.23PM]: You are the biggest tease I swear, Kats. My clit is throbbing :(((

Bakugou grinned as instead of responding to your messages, he left them on read. Opening the lush app as he went back to dragging his thumb across the screen, increasing the vibrations to give you some much needed relief. Except this time Sero was quick to notice the app on Bakugou’s phone screen, quick reflexes snatching the phone from his hands.

“Is this what I think it is?” Sero’s eyes sparkled with mischief as his mouth settled into a wide grin, “No wonder you’re talking to us even less than usual tonight, Bakubro.”

“Give it back, tapeface.” Bakugou practically snarled, reaching across the table to try and grab his phone back. Knocking his beer bottle over in the process, which Kirishima’s quick reflexes managed to save with minimal spillage, the head foaming up from the movement.

“What is that?” Denki asked with curiosity as he leaned over Sero’s shoulder to look at the screen.

“You guys ever seen this app before?” Sero turned it to face the table, the circle still sat in the middle of the screen. An indication of the consistent hum of vibrations pulsing through the toy for you right now.

“No, what does it do?” Kirishima tilted his head slightly, “Is it like a game?”

“It’s an app for a remote controlled vibrator,” Sero explained, “So unless it’s inside you right now, man—”

“Piss off.” Bakugou snarled, baring his teeth.

“Then I’m guessing it’s inside your girlfriend.” Sero surmised, turning the screen back to face him.

“Oh,” Kirishima’s lips parted in surprise, and Bakugou could see the cogs turning in his mind as his thoughts clearly went to what you looked like with this little toy stuffed inside your pussy.

“Wait” Denki’s brows were furrowed as though deep in thoyght, the cogs turning in his mind, “So that means she’s got it in right now?”

“Looks like it.” Sero held the phone in one hand as he used his pointer finger to drag the circle down to the bottom of the screen, stopping the vibrations completely, “How many times has she cum already?”

None of your fucking business, Bakugou thought to himself as he sneered across the table. But he hoped you hadn’t cum at all, wanting to return home and experience the luxury of you coming undone on his cock firsthand.

“Oh fuck, man.” Denki whined, “Your girlfriends so fucking hot. How did you get so lucky?”

“Maybe you should give that back, Sero.” Kirishima shuffled beside Bakugou, clearly intrigued with the conversation but he tried to ignore the dark, depraved thoughts that were running through his mind at this moment.

“Yeah, give it the fuck back.” Bakugou snarled, swiping for the phone again as Sero held it over his head and away from Bakugou’s reach.

You[9.30PM]: Baby, why’d you turn it off completely that’s so mean?

“Oh shit,” Sero read the text that came through from you, “Happy birthday to me.”

“Give me the fuckin’ phone,” Bakugou practically snarled, venom laced in his tone as he hoped you wouldn’t try and send another selfie.

“Come on, man. Five minutes,” Sero pleaded, offering the phone back to Bakugou as a peace offering, “It could be my birthday gift, you know?”

Having his friends fawn over you like this had a warped sense of power rolling over him. It was debauched, depraved and downright scummy but Bakugou found himself falling into the sovereignty.

Bakugou knew he should call you to let you know that he was surrendering control to the app to his friends, or at the very least send you a message to let you know. But deep down he knew it was something that you would probably enjoy, maybe a bit too much, if you knew. Often talking to him about uses for the toy, and whether he’d ever share access with it with his friends. The thought of going home to tell you who had been controlling it just to see the wide-eyed look on your face had his cock throbbing beneath his jeans in anticipation.

“Five fuckin’ minutes.”

“That’s the spirit, happy fucking birthday to me.” Sero grinned as he began to slide his finger against the screen, “You shoulda brought her with you, that woulda been the best gift.”

“You’d never be that fuckin’ lucky, tapeface.” Bakugou snorted, taking a sip of beer as Sero’s tongue poked out from between his lips in concentration. Swirling his finger along the screen with such precision, but Bakugou was certain he had no real clue what he was doing.

“A girl online gave me her code to one of these before,” He grinned across the booth, “Let me watch her on video while I did it too—”

“Don’t even think about it.” Bakugou would rather blow his phone up completely than let his friends see you on video.

“How do you even know she’s got it in right now?” Denki asked, “You could just be messing with a dead toy.”

“She sent a text begging me to turn it back on.” Sero grinned, “He’s probably the one that put it in her, lucky prick.”

Bakugou wished he was the one that positioned the toy inside you, although he definitely wouldn’t have made it to the bar if he had. There’s nothing in this world that could’ve torn him away from your pretty little cunt.

“Can you get her to send us a picture?” Denki continued, “Do you have pictures?”

Bakugou had multiple pictures, and videos, of you using the toy. It had originally been a way for him to help you climax whenever he was called away on long missions, a fun addition to the already steamy video calls you’d have at random hours. The time differences were often large as he’d find himself fisting his cock for you on camera at four in the morning, helping you to cum just before you were getting ready for bed.

“Shut up, asshole.” Bakugou growled.

There was no way he was going to show them a picture of you, especially how hot you looked right now. Remembering the photograph you’d sent him just as he made it to the bar, of you spread out against soft sheets as you gave the camera a sultry gaze. Man, he really was a fucking idiot coming out tonight and leaving you at home.

“Oh, he’s definitely got pictures,” Sero smirked, “Look at the look on his face. I bet she looks hot in them too—”

“Don’t you dare, you fuck.” Bakugou made a swipe for the phone, but Sero was quicker. Handing the cellphone off to Denki as he leaned forward to pick up his bottle of beer with a chuckle, taking a large swig from it as he leaned against Denki’s shoulder to watch his friend play with the app.

“Have you used this when she’s out in public?” Denki asked, looking across the booth at Bakugou while his finger criss-crossed over the screen with speed— probably torturing your poor pussy with the intense changes.

“No.” Bakugou answered curtly. Neither of you had really toyed with the device outside long distance, but it’s definitely something that you’d both talked about before. You’d even suggested he wear it one night, so he could feel exactly what it did to you for himself.

“Man, that’s so boring.” Denki pouted, “If she was my girlfriend I’d have her wearing it to the grocery store.”

“That’s because you don’t know how to make a girl cum by yourself.” Bakugou scoffed, taking another sip of his drink as Denki scrunched his nose in response.

“Yeah I do,” Denki turned the screen to face him, giving anyone in the bar who looked over a glimpse at the adult app on the phone in use right now, “In fact I’m gonna make your girl cum without even touching her.”

Bakugou hoped you weren’t coming right now, especially with how intense Denki had the vibrations. He knew you were already riled up and desperate, and this was exactly what you needed to have you tumbling over the edge. But he’d never live it down if Denki was the one to make you climax, he’d never hear the end of it.

“You should invite her next time, man. We could do this with her here.” Denki continued, his finger pausing on the screen while the dot was sat at its highest point. Indicating that the vibrations were on the most intense setting as Bakugou pictured you writhing against the sheets while the toy buzzed inside you. Picturing the creamy slick that drooled out of your hole at the sensation and stuck to your plush thighs. Wishing that he was there to clean you up instead of fantasizing about it. His cock jumped at the thought as he palmed himself subtly through his jeans while shifting in his seat.

God, he had to go home and bury himself inside you.

“Can I have a go?” Kirishima mumbled shyly, his cheeks glowing as red as his hair as he fisted his beer bottle nervously.

“Knock yourself out, man.” Denki held the cellphone out to Kirishima like it belonged to him, the dot still sat at the highest point on the screen.

What Bakugou hadn’t been expecting is the amount of teasing Kirishima was doing for you. His thumb barely moving the circle above the slowest setting, the low rumble of the toy inside you would’ve been barely enough for anyone and Bakugou knew it had to be driving you crazy right now.

You[9.40PM]: I told you to stop being a tease. I was about to cum. :(((

“Oh, she’s texting you.”

Kirishima showed him the screen as he read the text, and Bakugou had never been so happy that Kirishima had managed to seize control of his phone and the app before Denki had a chance to actually make you climax.

Breathing a sigh of relief as he grinned in satisfaction, certain he’d never hear the end of it (from you or Denki) if he’d managed to make you cum.

Kirishima was gentle and cautious as he continued playing with the app, barely letting the vibrations go above the middle of the screen. But thick fingers continued to make it constant, pushing down to wiggle the line every few seconds as he began to make almost swirling patterns against the device.

“Come on, man. Turn it up to the max.” Denki whined, his arms going across the table in a silent plea to get the phone back into his hands.

“So you can make her completely numb?” Sero scoffed, “You know she’d stop being able to feel anything with you.”

“She’d be able to feel a lot.” Denki grabbed at his crotch crudely as the men sat at the table began to laugh, even Bakugou snorted as he took a large swig of his beer. He had to get home to you soon.

“You ain’t ever made a girl cum in their life so what makes you think you could make my girl cum?” Bakugou deadpanned as Denki pouted.

“I have too!” He whined.

“Oh yeah? When was that?” Sero pried.

“Come on, man. Don’t be on his side—”

“The girls on those camsites don’t count, I’m pretty certain they fake it too.”

“I don’t even use those anymore.”

“Oh wow.” Kirishima breathed deeply when Bakugou turned his attention back to his best friend. Noticing he’d opened the texting app and now a photograph you’d just sent sat open on the screen.

“What the fuck, man?” Bakugou grunted, grabbing his phone off Kirishima has he shielded the screen with his body. Curling over the table as he held the device beneath it.

“I’m sorry, it’s not my fault. I saw the notification and I clicked it—” Panic was evident in Kirishima’s tone as he begun a feeble attempt to explain himself. An attempt that would’ve been easier were it not for the alcohol currently circling through his veins, his voice slurred as his eyes glazed over. Trying to commit the picture he’d just seen of you to memory, as though he’d just had a near death experience and had witnessed the pearly gates.

“Let me see,” Denki practically begged, “God, dude. Please— let me see. Eiji got to see, it’s not fair!”

“Shut up,” Bakugou cut both men off, trying to focus on the picture you’d just sent.

It was a photograph taken from above your body, between the gap of your thighs and your chubby mound as he noticed the dark stain that now splashed across your bedsheets. Bakugou sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth when he noticed the text message that you’d sent with it.

You[9.45PM]: You just made me squirt omg

You[9.46PM]: You’re cleaning that up when you get home it’s not my fault :(((

“Fuck, she squirted.” Bakugou mumbled, eyes roaming your exposed skin and the mess you’d made on the screen.

That’s it, he was going home to you now.

“What?!” Denki gasped in surprise, practically jumping over the table in the booth to read the messages, “You made her squirt?”

“Clearly it was me that got her close enough to do it,” Sero grinned, “Eij just got lucky to get her last.”

“And she sent a picture? Can I see it, man? Please.” Denki looked as though he was about to cry, his knuckles turning white from gripping the edge of the table, “Please just one pic.”

Bakugou chewed the inside of his cheek for a moment, debating on whether to show the personal picture you’d sent. A picture that had clearly been intended for his eyes only— but he’d explain to you later.

Turning the screen to the rest of the table, ensuring it faced away from the busy bar as his friends leaned in to look at it. Eyes darting across the imagine to try and memorise it in the few seconds that Bakugou had given them.

“Holy fucking shit.” Sero grinned.

“That’s not fair that you get to go home to that,” Denki threw his head against the back of the booth with a groan, “I’d lick it off the floor.”

“You’re such a fuckin’ freak.” Bakugou sneered, scrunching his nose at the debauched comment.

Locking his phone before leaning forward to pick his beer bottle up to down the rest of its contents, slamming the empty bottle back down on the table as he grabbed his jacket.

“Well, you’ve seen what I’ve got waiting for me at home, I’m out.” Bakugou fist bumped Sero as before shrugging his jacket back on.

“Any chance at a video call?” Denki pleaded, clasping his hands together as Bakugou shot him a glare, “What? I’m just asking.”

Bakugou text you as he left the bar, moving quick on his feet to get home to you as quickly as possible as he hailed a taxi.

Bakugou[9.52PM]: I’m not cleaning that up when I get home, I’m making it worse.

I think the difference between any fandom and the danny phantom fandom is that the danny phantom fandom is brilliant 👏 and amazing the majority of other fandoms are HELL

How I know I've been part of mha, voltron and many others and it's ship wars shipping and being descusting. danny phantom is the most wholesome and welcoming fandom out there omg I love it 💖

A crossover au I have fully (mostly) fleshed out that I made art for

I know people usually prefer dp or other for a mha crossover but THINK ABOUT THE POSSIBILITIES WITH THIS ONE PLS. I have a whole personal au about how takemichi ends up in mha basically when mikey kills him in the end of the manga instead of going into the past he goes either into a very far future or accidently leeps into another universe

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Amber/Momo Yaoyorozu

Color Prompt: Amber(Most of this was meant to happen in front of a fire...)

Fluff☁

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff, cheesy confession, hiking, and my bad writing ❤

Disclaimer: I do not own bnha or any of its characters. Only the story written below.

A/N: I am SO SORRY this took so long! To make a long story short I basically dropped all of my hobbies in order to focus on the last bit of my school semester😅

It's litterly 12am rn so sorry if it seems a bit off at the end (this fic DEFINITELY did not go the way I planned😂I kina like it tho)

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You tried to keep up as you walked the trail, ducking and dodging branches. 'Why am I here again?' you thought starting to feel your fatigue slowly building.

It was nearing the end of class when Aizawa sensei randomly announced a surprise four day "field trip" that would take place two days later, and it wasn't an option. We ended up rushing to get our parents permission, and pack up.

You were pulled out of your thoughts as you heard Mina groaning loudly. "FINALLY!" The pink haired girl exclaimed sounding relieved. She had good reason to be, Aizawa Sensei had the entire class take a SIX HOUR hike instead of taking the bus up the very obvious road.

You dragged yourself to the clearing along with the rest of the class toward Aizawa sensei, who some how made it up before all of you. And didn't seem the least bit tired??? After giving the class a few hours to rest, thank goodness, Aizawa sensei stood up to speak.

"I'm glad to see you all made it in one piece, however I can't promise you'll leave that way" Everyone internally groaned at this. "starting today we have survival training" He said with a bored expression.

Iida stepped forward, confused by his teachers statment "With all do respect sir, why would we need that type of training? We'll most likely be working as heros in the city, correct?"

"While that may be true" The teacher said turning to him "we don't want other incidents like the USJ. We don't know the extent of their power, therefore we dont know where or how far they can teleport someone. And it was made clear how much you all are lacking in this type of environment at the training camp"

He continued "None of you are used to fighting in a closed off environment with obstacles everywhere you turn, that's what this training camps main objective is, to get you ready for anything. Today we have survival lessons and tomorrow we work on combat, we'll switch off between the days. That means you have two days to learn how to survive in a forest and two days to learn combat in a forest, good luck"

~~•∆(Timeskip by: Momo's delightful tea∆•~~

Everyone sat in silence waiting for their teachers instruction... And by silence I mean bakusqaud was quoting vines while Bakubro yells at them to shut up. (but with more✨𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠✨)

Dekusquad was thinking about random strategies they should use if they were ever ambushed (don't jinx it) while also thinking about what they would eat once they get back.

And the rest of the class are sitting in silence minus some mumbling about cold soba and a few poems.

At some point, in the middle of all this, Midoriya decides it's been long enough. "It seems like Aizawa sensei doesn't have any intention of helping us figure out what to do"

"I do believe it's time that we take charge of the situation." Said Iida "yeah but who?" Kirishima asked quizzically

"What do you mean? " Ojiro inquires

"Who should take charge?" You nodded at his answer

"He has a point" You started "It would be to chaotic if we all 'took charge' of ourselves."

"I vote Iida and Momo!" Hagakure beamed "They aren't the class president and vice president for nothing!" she exclaimed, running over to hug Momo's arm.

"Yeah that sounds good"

"I have no qualms with it"

"Yeah"

"I don't see why not"

"I can get behind that"

Mutual agreeance flowed over the crowd of teens in the form of nods and over exclaimed confirmation.

"Okay then" Momo said, sounding slightly nervous.

"ALL RIGHT THEN" exclaimed Iida unconsciously chopping the air, beginning to bark out a few plans and ideas.

×ו∆Timeskip by: Mina's killer moves∆•××

You walk through the trees, glancing around at the ground every once in awhile to make sure you're not skipping over any decently sized sticks.

"How many do you have so far?" You yelled out, not in any particular direction.

"Not enough" Momo yelled back, obviously preoccupied with finding sticks big enough for the fire you both were tasked with building. And by fire you mean bonfire, I mean, it is meant for about 22 people.

So you were kind of disappointed when you found out Momo couldn't use her quirk to make your jobs easier since sticks were considered living things.

You continued to walk forward until you came across a log with a few decent sized sticks protruding from the sides. You snapped them off the log, deciding what you had combined was enough, you both quickly started heading back the direction you came, hoping to get back before it gets dark.

Now, listen. The camp was generally pretty big. I mean, it IS meant for 21 students plus 1 teacher. That being said... why couldn't you find it?!?

You DID come from this direction... RIGHT???

Or.. Was it that way....oh no

"Whats wrong?" Momo walked a bit closer, noticing your hesitant steps.

"Oh nothin', just got a bit turned around" Your voice got higher, trying, and failing, to brush off her question

"Wait so...we're lost???"

"Hey! I never said 'lost'...but uh" You cleared your throat "Yes"

And that my friend... Is when panic set in. You'll never be able to graduate or even try to beat Bakugo and his damn near perfect grades!

"Um... Y/N"

Forget about being a hero! You can't even save YOUR SELF! FrOm TrEeS!

"Uhh"

I'll never be able tell her

That.. That is when you made the worst mistake of your life, you looked at her.

And saw Momo's confused, borderline sad face. You had been speaking out loud this whole time.

'Well, I was mumbling what are the chances she ACTUALLY understood what I was saying??? Maybe I could play it off?'

"Tell who what?"

'Dang it!'

You thought you were packing before? Ohh you haven't seen anything yet!

This is the WORST time to confess! It's not romantic AT ALL and your covered head to toe in sweat! And now, you either have to confess your undying love for the girl you and been borderline stalking for MONTHS! Or let her go on believing something that MY NOT EVEN BE TRUE!

You took in a sharp breath. "Well" She gestured for you to continue "There's this girl, she's smart, pretty, nice, well tempered, a good leader, and most likely WAY out of my league... " You had started rambling "A-and I kind of have a massive crush on her... "

With every word Momo's face slowly fell until she was completely looking at the ground

"Well, it sounds like you really like her"

"I do" You looked toward the sky dreamily

'Wait.She doesn't think. She couldn't really. Oh no.. '

You stopped dead in your tracks and turned toward your classmate.

There is NO WAY are you letting the classic: mIsuNDErsTAnDInG tRouPE get in the way of you possibly being able to get a date with the girl you've had a crush on for basically the whole school year!

"Momo Yaoyorozu!" You unintentionally shouted with sudden confidence. She jumped in surprise "You are the most amazing person I have had the pleasure of meeting and will no doubt become an even more amazing Hero"

You paused "I don't want to end this year knowing that I had the chance to have someone so beautiful in my life, possibly forever, and passed it up." You grabbed her hands and looked into her eyes, she was blushing... HARD.

You low key felt proud of yourself. "Momo, YOU are the girl I like. Would you please consider becoming my girlfriend?" You could feel her grip on your hands tighten.

"Do you really think I'm all those things?" She mumbled. "Of course" You answered without thinking, a confused look on your face.

"Strong, stubborn, creative," She spoke softly, gaining confidence with every word.

"good looking, encouraging, and always able to calm down a bad situation while still being able to bring energy into a room just by walking in"

"That's what you are to me." She was now looking you in the eyes. A bright smile on her face. "So when you ask me if I would consider being your girlfriend, the answer is, I already have. And there is nothing I want more"

Your eyes we're now glossed over with tears, but you didn't feel embarrassed because you could see that hers were too.

You both started to lean in and closed your eyes. Soon enough your lips met. It was as if time had stopped. As if the universe itself wanted to sit and appreciate the beautiful and unforgettable moment.

Even when you consider everything that happened that you didn't exactly enjoy. Even though you were still lost and BAKUGOU of all people was sent to find you. That was the most memorable and magical night you had ever experienced as a student of UA.

I relate to him an unhealthy amount :)

Happy Birthday Midoriya❤

worked on this late last night and forgot to post 😓 requests are open and welcome!

bestfriend!bakugo who gives you special treatment, never even raising his voice at you once with a few exceptions.

bestfriend!bakugo who studies with you every other night weather it be in your dorm room or his.

- “did you not get any sleep again last night, dumbass? you’re drooling all over your paper.”

bestfriend!bakugo who gets irritated when you hang out with someone more than him, and he doesn’t do much to hide the fact.

bestfriend!bakugo who makes you food every single time you ask without fail, even though he acts annoyed by it.

bestfriend!bakugo who once accidentally hurt you a little too badly while sparring and when you teased him for seeming genuinely worried about you and trying to rush you to recovery girl, he left you to walk to recovery girl on your own (he definitely texted you later to make sure you were okay.)

bestfriend!bakugo who sits quietly as you rant on and on about your interests, and despite his silence, he’s always listening and thoroughly enjoys your rants no matter how badly he won’t admit it.

bestfriend!bakugo who will admire you when you’re not looking, taking in every detail in your face like you’re a perfect piece of art.

- “i’m staring cause your hair is fucked up.”

bestfriend!bakugo who will leave little gifts at your dorm door on occasion just for the hell of it and completely disregard it when you thank him.

- you catch kirishima watching p-rn and ask to watch with him. can you guess what happens next? 🤭

note: this could also go for kaminari too UGHH

cw: (COLLEGE AU!) virgin!kirishima, virgin!reader, piv (female genitalia!), oral (f receiving) i think that’s all!! if i missed anything lmk!

you didn’t mean to ease drop. you were on your way to his dorm when you heard strange noises coming from inside, halting your fist just before your knuckles hit the door to press your ear against the wood with wide eyes. you couldn’t believe your ears, your bestfriend was watching porn.

you opened the door and kirishima couldn’t be more quick to practically slam his laptop shut, wide eyed with parted lips as he stared back at you. “were you just watching porn?” you question even though you already know and he shakes his head frantically to which you laugh and point a finger at him. “you totally were!”

his face is beat red at this point, bending his elbow and hiding his face behind his forearm and bicep, rambling on about how embarrassed he was. :(((( he’s so cute.

“can i watch too?”

he’s baffled that you would even ask such a thing, slowly lowering his arm to give you a questionable look, eyes slightly narrowed. he almost thought he was hearing things at first. “uhmm… sure…”

so you sit beside him on his bed, both criss crossing your legs causing your knees to touch and he presses play sheepishly. you guys sit in silence for a few awkward seconds, watching the grossly over exaggerated performance but you eventually start cracking jokes which causes him to laugh.

the both of you end up talking about the general idea of sex and it comes out that you’re both virgins. eijirou purses his lips as he glances back down at the laptop for a moment and suddenly without thinking, asks you if you wanted to try it out with him. although when he realizes what he said he’s back to being all embarrassed, trying so hard to defend himself.

“i mean… maybe we could figure it out together… UH-i mean like if yknow you ever wanted to- or-.. just forget i said anything.” he’s such a stuttering mess it’s adorable!!

you giggle and happily agree to his offer and he’s stunned. if any more surprises hit him tonight, he’s afraid he’ll have a heart attack.

you two end up trying what you saw in the video you watched - you started with innocent kisses; soft and sweet with both your guys’ hands cupping each others face as you both giggle into the kiss. and than the kissing progressed, a full on make out sesh that grew more intense. you end up in his lap and he’s grabbing onto anything he can touch. your shoulders, your waist, your thighs. and every time his short nails graze against your skin your humming with approval and he’s sooo dizzy.

he’s getting desperate and needy and you’re not far behind him, his hands guiding your hips against his painful hard-on, the room filled with breathy moans and gasps and all sorts of other desperate noises youre both probably embarrassed of.

you’re getting impatient, gripping his soft red hair to pull away and he’s chasing your lips.

“do you have condoms?”

he practically tumbles over the side of his bed and you erupt into a fit of giggles as he yanks open his bed side drawer and pulls out a condom.

the SECOND he pushes inside you his face pales over because shit he already feels like he’s going to cum. he’s mumbling incoherent nonsense under his breath and praying to GOD that he doesn’t embarrass himself and he’s so grateful you need a second to get used to the feeling of penetration before any movement happens.

his muscular body is hovering above you with his blanket covering you both and when you give him the go ahead to start moving he grows more anxious. he drags his hips out and his face is contorting and twisting in pleasure, a shaky groan leaving him as he slowly pushes back into you.

hearing that high pitched gasp when his tip kissed your cervix has his hips snapping back to push right back into you, wanting, needing to hear that sound again. over and over, he’s met with soft moans that has him running, sprinting to the finish line, leaning down to nip at your neck as you hold onto him and lock your legs around his waist.

“kirii..” you whine out, clenching around him and practically pulling him back in every single time he winds back and that was the literal end of him.

before he can even warn you his cumming into the condom, arms tightly wrapped around you as he fucks into you desperately, moaning into your neck and rambling incoherent praise.

when he’s realized he came in the first three minutes his face is as red as his hair and he’s pulling away to look down at you in a panic of embarrassment.

“i-i’m so sorry! fuck you just felt so good i couldn’t help myself.. did you finish?”

he’s horrified when you giggle and shake your head despite the content look on your face and he’s shoving his own face into the nape of your neck, apologizing over and over again and you only laugh.

“it’s okay kiri, i swear! it’s normal, you don’t have to be embarrassed.” you soothed but he wasn’t convinced.

“nono, i’m not gonna leave you unsatisfied.. that wouldn’t be manly at all.”

you’re shocked as you watch him shuffle down the bed and move in between your legs, about to object but we’re cut off by his tongue pressing flat against your core. your body jolts and you cry out at the stimulation, and kirishima has a sparkle in his eyes at the effect he has on you.

he’s like a kid in a candy store, lapping at your little bundle of nerves with a firm hold on your hips. he moves his tongue just like he saw in the video, flicking your sensitive bud and wrapping his lips around it. he’s making out with your heat like a starved man, moaning into you as if eating you out is causing him some immense amount of pleasure.

the vibrations from his voice against your clit is enough to make you finally come undone, legs shaking and your toes curling and you SWEAR you saw stars.

kirishima is cleaning you up, drinking down your cum and you squeal at the over stimulation, pushing against the top of his head. “too much!”

the red headed boy pulls himself up with a wide smile and a wet chin, his tongue darting out to clear any of your remaining essence off his lips. “i never thought i’d love doing that so much!” he exclaims and you shake your head with a dopey smile, still coming down from your high.

“hey, you up for another round?”

kirishima asks sheepishly after sitting up to reveal that he was hard again and you just sit up and pounce on him.

it’s safe to say you two did a lot of that in your guys’ free time after that. 🤗

this but katsuki bakugou. realistically he would probably freak out if someone tried to kiss him, even more so if he liked them. poor baby would be so flustered but you wouldn’t even know cause he’d just yell at you 😭

brothers bestfriend!touya x bestfriends little sibling!reader

synopsis : basically just touya being your older brothers best friend and you constantly fawn over him but you’re off-limits so he ignores your advances 🤭

note: touya is like no more than three years older than reader so CHILL everyone is legal 😍 lmk if y’all want more of this or whatever REQUESTS ARE OPEN TOO!