#bakugo reader

[leighkaus]

bakugo katsuki x pro hero sister headcannons ♡

labels. she/her pronouns, y/n is used, reader resembles masaru’s personality.

warnings. light cursing, sibling rivalry/banter, mild violence (sparring), light angst, katsuki being katsuki, occasional soft!katsuki moments, ai used for quirk, light fluff. self indulgent as a older sister lol

as kids, katsuki was always trying to one-up you. if you learned a new move, he needed to master it ten times faster. it was exhausting for your parents, but you secretly loved it.

it started as rivalry—he wanted to beat you. but over time, he stopped comparing and started watching. you were sharp, confident, and strong as hell. and despite how much he grumbled about you being annoying, you were also the reason he never let himself fall behind.

now that you’re both older, katsuki’s picked up this habit of not liking people talking about you in any way that sounds remotely flirtatious. especially if it’s denki. katsuki hates how much denki likes you. it’s hilarious.

❝why the hell was sparky looking at you like that?!❞

❝katsuki. you’re being dramatic.❞

❝nah. he wants to die.❞

people would stop and stare when you two walked down the street. not just because of the familiar fierce expressions, perfect mix of mitsuki’s striking beauty and masaru’s soft features.

your mom teases that you both get that overprotective streak from her. your dad just sighs in the background and adjusts his glasses.

your mom is insanely proud of you. you’re her clone in all the best ways: attitude when necessary, but calculated grace when it matters. she calls you her ❝perfect little menace.❞

your dad is your soft spot. you’re a total daddy’s girl and katsuki pretends to gag whenever he sees you two reading together or fixing up old support gear in the garage.

sunday mornings in the bakugo household are sacred. you and katsuki make breakfast together—him handling the fire, you handling the precision. sometimes you both burn things on purpose just to irritate mitsuki.

your hero name is miststrike, and your costume is sleek, black and with accents of your favorite color, or just all black, with specialized fabric that helps concentrate your mist in high-pressure areas like your wrists and collarbone. katsuki thought it was badass and totally jacked some design elements for his own.

❝…tch. don’t flatter yourself. i didn’t steal that much.❞

❝your gauntlets are literally based on my fog-chambers.❞

❝shut up.❞

during katsuki’s internship with shoto and izuku, endeavor brought you up while training with him. katsuki nearly exploded on the spot. ❝your sister’s quirk is very controlled and calculated. you’re… emotionally driven.❞

❝don’t compare me to her!❞

he does compare himself to you. all the time.

ignition mist is terrifying up close. slippery terrain, no visibility, and then boom—you snap your fingers and light the whole room up.

your quirk has a strange synergy with katsuki’s. you can trap people in mist, and katsuki can blast them once they’re disoriented. in simulations, you two are basically a nightmare to face. one creates chaos, the other delivers the final blow.

katsuki lives for training with you. you don’t hold back, and he respects the hell out of that. even if it means getting sent flying across the training field.

❝i said go full out, dammit! don’t treat me like i’m weak!❞

❝you say that every time, and yet every time you end up with a concussion.❞

❝worth it.❞

sometimes you train at night, just the two of you. the city skyline in the background, the sharp scent of smoke and chemical mist in the air. no words needed—just shared movement and mutual respect.

there was one time you accidentally overdid it and katsuki slammed into a wall so hard he cracked it. you rushed to him, panicked, but he just laughed like a psycho. ❝you finally got serious. damn right.❞

you nearly cried. he still teases you about it.

izuku calls you ❝y/n-nii❞ and it drives katsuki insane. you’re everything izuku admires in a hero—smart, skilled, and kind to everyone, including him. katsuki gets jealous but pretends not to be.

izuku once made a passing comment like, ❝y/n-nii is so graceful and smart. i wish i could be like her.❞

katsuki almost set the common room couch on fire.

❝shut the hell up about my sister in front of my friends, nerd!❞

❝but she’s so cool, kacchan!❞

❝i said shut up!❞

kirishima looks up to you the way katsuki refuses to say he does. he always asks for advice about hero work and battle ethics. you always tell him he’s already got what it takes. katsuki scowls every time.

shoto once compared you to fuyumi and katsuki nearly detonated. ❝my sister’s cooler.❞

you use glasses sometimes, usually while working late or reading hero reports. katsuki has a photo of you in them, but if anyone ever sees it, he will literally combust.

he got his love for loud and classical music from you. you used to blast your playlists in your room, and little katsuki would sit in the hallway pretending he wasn’t listening. now he copies your playlists and pretends they’re his.

you’ve got a soft spot for him, even if you act like you don’t. you’re always one step behind him at competitions, watching from the shadows just in case he needs you. he knows. he just never says it.

he still calls you ❝sis❞ when no one’s around.

katsuki doesn’t know how to say he appreciates you, so he shows it in little ways. like handing you cold drinks after training or silently plugging in your dead phone when you’re passed out on the couch.

he actually listens when you give him advice. he pretends not to. pretends to roll his eyes and scoff. but he hears everything you say. especially when it comes to hero strategy or emotional regulation (which he’ll never admit he struggles with)

you’re one of the only people who can tell when he’s having a bad day before he explodes about it. and you don’t ask questions. you just sit beside him, play his favorite songs, and wait. he always ends up muttering something like ❝…today was bullshit.❞ and that’s your cue to listen.

on your 19th birthday, katsuki didn’t say anything until after everyone left. you were sitting on the balcony alone when he joined you, dropped a wrapped box in your lap, and muttered,

❝you’re annoying. but… you’re the reason i’m where i’m at. don’t get sappy or anything. just open it.❞

it was a new set of gauntlets, upgraded and built to compress mist in smaller chambers. custom-made. you cried. safe to say he cried a little too.

[espressokiri]

Vulnerable

Bakugou Katsuki x Sister!reader

In which Bakugou’s older sister is assigned alongside her brother’s classmates and pro heroes to aid in the Eri rescue mission.

Warnings: Injury

Genre: Angst to fluff?

Notes: This has been in my drafts for a long time.

“When I’m older I’m going to be just like Y/n!” Arms placed on his sides in a proud notion, Katsuki beamed at his friends who were in awe at the slightly exaggerated tales the young boy spewed about his older sister. He thought of her as his role model and would try to copy the subtle habits she unconsciously had, she was his hero from the day he was born. Being a four year old, he thought his whole life would be perfect with his sister by his side despite the seven year age gap.

When his quirk manifested, Y/n would be the first one he’d show off to in complete childlike excitement. Her warm smile and soft spoken praises building his ego and pride as he basked in her validation. He was happy their quirks were similar in some aspects, despite his being more loud and untamed.

The day Y/n got accepted into U.A. was the day Katsuki had made it his life mission to follow in her footsteps, solely to become just like his sister, but as he grew older and gained awareness of the heroes around him, especially All Might, he had latched on to the idea of surpassing the hero and becoming the best of the best.

Despite the clash in personality, Y/n and Katsuki were quite close even through his thick ego as a middle-schooler.

His tendency to worry when she would come through the door with injuries would endear her but the backhanded comments would allow her to give her brother a good smack on the back of his head and reprimand him of his manners. 

“Do you really think bullying that poor boy is an act of heroism?”

Y/n stood by Katsuki’s doorway, arms crossed and a disapproving stare latched onto his irritated expression. Katsuki wouldn’t admit it but his older sister was more terrifying than his own mother, the tendency to receive validation from his sibling never wavered throughout his childhood. He was never good at expressing his feelings, something Y/n had no problem with.

“That damn Deku has no business trying for U.A. when he’s quirk-less.” He muttered, avoiding his sister’s gaze. 

“His heart is pretty courageous, don’t you think?” Y/n hummed, trying to analyze the sole reasoning behind her brother’s behaviour, “isn’t that what makes a hero? Courage? Ambition?”

“He’s never going to make it through the entrance exam.”

“I didn’t take my brother for someone to be so hateful, to his own best friend too.”

“He’s not my best friend!”

Y/n rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue in annoyance, “whatever Katsuki, just know that you have to clean up your act before you can even be acknowledged as a hero. Bullying is never okay.”

A pang went through his heart at the use of his full name and not the nickname he had been given by her from birth. She was genuinely upset with him and he didn’t know how to make it better. The only thing he could come up with was distancing himself from Midoriya and keep a low profile to focus on his academics and future goals. 

The sludge incident was where Y/n could note that her little brother still had unwavering pride, despite being at the scene and pulling her brother out of the monster’s grasp as he was on his last breath. He had seen her as his hero the very second he was able to gasp for air, despite being embarrassed about being held in his sister’s arms as All Might resolved the destruction the sludge monster was causing.

He was plagued by nightmares but would hold out on his own, putting on a tough exterior as he had never seen Y/n show emotions of despair in front of anyone.

“When are you going to bring a partner home, Y/n?” Mitsuki would ask, gazing upon her daughter’s uniformed clad form as she watched her scroll aimlessly through her phone. Y/n looked up from her gadget with a flustered expression as her mother analyzed her while Katsuki choked on his breakfast. 

“No one is good enough for her! They have to prove themselves!” Katsuki objected, slamming a fist down onto the table with the fork in his grip.

Mitsuki rolled her eyes at the over protective boy and smirked knowingly at her eldest, “how about that Hawks guy? You two seem to hold a lot of chemistry, especially since you two are the youngest heroes.”

Y/n scoffed at the mention of the narcissistic bird, “I’d rather free fall off of the tallest building thanks.”

“And have him rescue you mid air? How romantic.” Mitsuki hummed, laughing as the eldest chucked a piece of toast at her mother.

Everything was smooth sailing, well as smooth as being a hero would be, until a certain phone call from her previous homeroom teacher had reached her. Confusion was evident, thoughts immediately fleeting towards the hot-head brother of hers until he calls her to a meeting in regards to saving a little girl from the Shie Hassaikai. 

Her concern was voiced as she noted her brother’s classmates in the meeting room, eyes locking with Midoriya as he acknowledged her presence, with Aizawa nulling her worries as he states the pro heroes would be the front liners and that he had full belief in his students.

“Yo, Bakubro! I didn’t know H/n was your sister! It was so cool to meet her!” Kirishima let slip with Bakugou snapping his head towards him at the mention of his sister, “how do you know her?!”

“We were just in the meeting room together. She’s so cool!”

Katsuki would later call and ask Y/n about the meeting but she would brush it off and say it was hero business, despite some of his classmates being part of the plan. Worry was settling in him as he did not know what his classmates and sister were hiding and why they were hiding it.

Katsuki would call and ask his parents where Y/n was as she had not answered his calls in the coming days and they were only aware of her staying with fellow hero Ryukyu for a mission. 

“Be sure to look after yourselves, alright?” Y/n stood as she worriedly looked over all the U.A. students who were taking part in this mission. Bundles of nerves knotting themselves in her stomach as she was not sure of what was held behind those doors for the poor students who have yet to become heroes. Ruffling their hair in encouragement, Y/n gave them a reassuring smile as she waited for any command.

What Katsuki wasn’t expecting was a phone call from his mother in hysterics, crying on the phone about Y/n being in the hospital in critical condition. The thought of his hero license exam far from him as he rushed out of his dorm and hailed a cab to take him to the designated hospital.

His leg was bouncing impatiently the whole way as his thoughts rushed to the worst case scenario, he didn’t want to cry. Not yet. Not when he knows his sister is strong enough to pull through. They were the Bakugou’s, nothing was supposed to rattle them or take them down.

Meeting his parents at the hospital had been hard, he’s not one to console someone, and seeing his mother sobbing into his father’s shoulder was a tough site to witness. Considering his own father had tears in his eyes. He couldn’t wrap his head around why they were giving up on Y/n’s ability to pull through, but then he sees her.

The sight had him hold down the bile that threatened to rise as he stared through the glass separating them. An oxygen mask situated on her nose and mouth, the blood transfusion needle, the bandages wrapping around her left eye and the rest of her body. It was like she was mummified. The spots of blood seeping through the bandages had him feel unease, wanting the nurses to change to new bandages immediately. 

“She was gone for a couple of minutes.” Masaru spoke, urging a whimper to escape Mitsuki’s lips. Katsuki furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to understand what his father had said, “what do you mean gone?”

“Her heart stopped beating.”

It felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over Katsuki as a new fear settled in him. His heart rate picking up and causing him unease as he continued to stare at his comatose sister, gulping down the possibility of one out of two outcomes. 

He carefully entered her room, the only sound being the beeping machine as it displayed her pulse rate. Pulling up a chair next to her, he placed a hand on her cold one, gripping it a bit tighter as he wanted it to warm up so it didn’t feel like it belonged to a corpse. 

“Dumbass, got yourself in this situation and now the old hag is crying up a storm.” Katsuki waited for any sign of her listening, frowning when he got none. “I always knew you were the favourite child, then again you’re my favourite too.” Katsuki clicked his tongue as he didn’t see any signs of movement or acknowledgement, “you better have put whoever did this through hell, if not then you’re not my number one hero anymore. You’ll be denounced to number three, right under Best Jeanist.”

“You know he asked me for your contact? I told him no because it would be creepy for an old man like him to be asking you out. Although, he would be a better choice than that Hawks guy.”

Silence.

Tears gathered in Katsuki’s eyes, emotions bubbling over as he let them get the best of him, “please wake up.”

“Just wake up! I know you can hear me you shitty sister!”

“You promised we would be heroes together! You can’t just stay like this!”

“What good are you if you’re going to break promises left and right?!”

“I promise I’ll be a better brother.”

Katsuki kept wiping his eyes as the tears fell stubbornly. Anger, frustration, helplessness, and fear encircling his being as he lets the emotions loose. Lifting her hand towards his cheek, he tried to seek solace but was not met with the same warmth and comfort that Y/n used to radiate.

Exhaustion creeped on the male and he simply laid his head on the side of her bed, placing her hand on top of his head. Sniffling himself to sleep, hoping the nightmares would stay at bay. 

An uncomfortable sleep had him waking up throughout the night, finally rousing from his broken sleep as he felt fingers softly massaging his scalp. His eyes stayed closed as he thought he was finally dreaming of something calm, lulling himself to sleep from the comforting feeling being brought to him, but it was jerked away as harsh coughing erupted from above him. He snapped his head up and eyed his sister who was coughing while wincing as it was agitating her injuries.

Katsuki immediately rushed to get the water on the further end of her bedside and gently lifted it towards her. 

“Thank you, Katsu.” Y/n forced a smile through her pain as she ushered him to sit back down, Katsuki had the tears well up again as he grabbed her hand and placed a kiss on the back of it, holding it tight in his grasp as he sent thanks to any deity who was listening to him. 

“Hey,” Y/n started as she released her hand from his grip and cupped his cheek, wiping the stray tears, “I’m all right.”

“You can’t say that after having your heart stop once.”

“Oh, it did? That was a fascinating experience.”

Katsuki scowled at his sister to which she just let out a smile.

“Oh, my baby!” Mitsuki exclaimed as she rushed in, hurrying towards her only daughter and peppering her face with kisses, “be gentle with her you hag! She’s still in pain!”

“Do you need me to get the nurse to higher the morphine dose? I can do that for you, honey.” Mitsuki asked, thumb brushing her daughter’s cheek as she gazed over her in concern. 

“It’s okay mom, I’m okay.” Y/n reassured as she placed a hand over her mother’s, warmth blooming in her as her mother showcased the gentlest affection she had experienced in a while. A soft kiss on the forehead welling tears in Y/n’s eyes. 

“I knew you’d be! You’re the strongest, next to me of course!” Mitsuki grinned, arms crossing as a proud grin took over her features. Katsuki narrowed his eyes, “says the woman who was crying up a storm not even a couple hours ago.” 

A smack was delivered to the back of his head, “crying does not make you weak you insufferable child!”

As a bickering match commenced between the mother and son, Y/n gazed on with a smile, happy to be alive and witness their weird family dynamic. A hand was placed on top of her head, looking up, she saw the exhausted and relieved smile of her father. “I’m glad you’re alright kiddo,” Masaru said as he pulled her into a side hug, “never do that again.”

“I don’t plan on it.” Y/n murmured. 

Tired of the loud noises reverberating from her beloved mother and brother, Y/n decided to break the ice in the worst possible way that she could.

“So, I heard Best Jeanist was asking for my number?”

“Oh, isn’t that exciting?!”

“No way! He’s never getting it, he’s as old as this hag!”

[justanotherlifeff]

Can I have bakugo with a reader who is a video game addict? Please and thank you ^^

Bakugou with a video game addict reader

We all know that this man lives like a grandpa and sleeps at 8 pm while you basically used to stay up all night to play with your online friends. Well, that’s gonna have to change. Bakugou will NOT tolerate your horrible sleep schedule.

He does play shooting games with you when you beg him to and somehow, he’s pretty good at it. By pretty good, I mean as good as you which really surprised you when the two of you played together the first time given that he claims to have never played games cause these are “nerd shit”. Yes Bakugou, we all know you are lying.

Bakugou will also not tolerate your horrible eating habits. You are not living on cup ramen for weeks under this man’s watch. He is packed to brim with housewife qualities and when you play a rather long match, expect him to make you some super good gourmet ass food and spoon/chopstick feed you while grumbling about having to take care of you. Don’t worry, he really enjoys this. He will deny it though.

Not so surprisingly, he is super competitive even when he’s not playing with you. If you stream your gameplays, there will be his yelling of encouragements for you while he will cuss out other players. Everyone who watches your streams somehow love this rather doting attitude of his despite the horribly loud voice of his. 

He will get jealous if you give games more attention than him. He is not above sulking about it and while he will never admit to being jealous over something that isn’t even human, he kinda makes it very obvious. He will do stupid shit like not spooning you when you sleep together, not cuddling, giving you the cold shoulder in general. Please give him some attention cause mans have no idea on how to ask for some.

He WILL brag about your superior gaming knowledge to Bakusquad. “My S/O can beat the hell outta you in (game name)!” he wil say, even if the certain game isn’t competitive.

He will completely disagree if you ask him to play animal crossing or Sims with you. The certain “LORDEXPLOSIONMURDER” that follows you around in those games is certainly not him. He was studying in his room damnit!

[justanotherlifeff]

Quirkless

Warning: NSFW, Toxic Relationships, Underaged Bakugou and Reader, Reader has Insecurities, Angst with a happy ending.

Bakugou Katsuki was destined to be a great hero. That was a fact that he always knew ever since his quirk appeared. Yes, it was his quirk that made him so great. So much better than everyone else. Ofcourse people without a quirk couldn't even be compared to him, people like Deku or you. Which is why, when both you and Deku aimed to study at UA, he was furious. Deku was the fortunate one as he went through just some bullying as what you went through was much, much worse.

It wasn't your fault that you fell in love with him despite the way he belittled you. However, you blamed yourself for acting on it. It was a stupid and innocent plan really. You were going to give him some chocolates anonymously on valentine's day during your final year at junior high. However, it was Bakugou you were trying to give a gift to and hence, he caught you red handed.

 Your confidence was already broken into pieces by your family and ofcourse, by Bakugou himself due to being quirkless and hence, when he decided to degrade you once again and offer you to be his personal fucktoy, you agreed. Atleast the boy you were in love with noticed you right? Atleast you were good enough to be his right?

This so called relationship you had broke you even more. Bakugou only made you feel more inferior and unworthy every day and convinced you to not go to UA. Even though you got into the Business course of UA, you decided against joining the prestigious school just to make him happy. Even then, as soon as he moved to the dorms, he ended up leaving you, telling you that you did not deserve him.

Bakugou Katsuki was destined to be a great hero. However, he couldn’t change the fact that he spent half his life acting like a villain. He realized it once he found out the truth about Deku, once he finally started seeing Deku as an equal. Unfortunately, it was too late. When he finally realized that he wronged you and decided that he owed you an apology, it seemed as if you disappeared in thin air.

Years went by and no matter how much Bakugou searched for you, he found no sign. All he ever found out was that your parents died in a car crash and they were sinking in debt, which is why you lost your home and everything overnight. He checked the nearby homeless shelters and found out that at that time, all the shelters were full and so, everyone who tried to get in were turned away. As a helpless quirkless kid, there was no way that you survived. However, by that time, Bakugou grew a newfound obsession over you and refused to believe that you might be dead.

The press always questioned why the number 2 hero remained single even if any girl would die to be with him. That question always went unanswered as Bakugou either chose to ignore the question or yelled at the reporters like there’s no tomorrow. The answer to this was that Bakugou had fallen in love with you over time. Whether it was due to guilt or not, he did not know. All he knew was the fact that he could not see himself living his life with anyone else.

Normally, Bakugou’s life was a boring one. He would patrol all day, fight villains, come back home to work out at the gym room he had at his own house, cook dinner and breakfast for the next day, have dinner and fall asleep alone in his king size bed. The bakusquad always thought that his lifestyle was downright sad, which is why, Kirishima had finally convinced him to go to a stripclub.

Bakugou was nothing short of irritated when he entered the club, where random half naked women were dancing on poles. He had absolutely no interest in such activities but Kirishima and Kaminari, especially Kaminari were annoying him for months and he wanted them to shut their mouths. However, that changed very fast as soon as he heard an announcer say, “Now, our quirkless darling will be up on the stage! Please welcome (Stage/name)!”

Ever since his obsession with finding you began, he found himself turning his head as soon as the word quirkless got mentioned. Ofcourse, it always gave him a surge of false hope as he never found you. However, this time, things were different as he saw you go up on the stage with a skimpy outfit on. He recognized you immediately, you didn’t look too different from when you were a teenager.  Sure, you were more mature and your skin was full of marks... wait... were you being abused?

Kirishima noticed Bakugou’s shocked expression and it didn’t take him long to figure out that you were the (Y/N) who Bakugou had been looking for since his UA days. Just to be sure, he asked, “Bakugou, is that (Y/N)?” and as he feared, Bakugou ended up muttering an “yes”. “She takes clients for further ‘service’ after she’s done with her show. Do you want to book her? You can talk to her that way.” Kirishima advised his best friend. To that, Bakugou only asked, “How do I do that?”

Bakugou could barely breathe as he waited infront of your room. After taking a deep breathe, he got in, only to find you naked. “I’m surprised you chose me, Dynamight-san. You don’t seem to like weak people right? Choosing a quirkless like me, is this some kind of fetish of yours?” you chuckled, the venom in your voice apparent. “(Y/N), I just wanna talk.” Bakugou answered, looking at your eyes. 

It surprised you honestly. You always saw pure anger and disgust in his eyes even when you were kids. It surprised you to see that the explosive hero could have guilt in his eyes. “Don’t look at me like that. It’s not like you...” you muttered, confused by the entire scenario. 

“I searched for you for years. I heard about your parents. What happened to you?” he asked quietly, surprising you even more. “I-I tried going to a homeless shelter nearby but everywhere was full. I had some money that I saved up so I moved to the nearby city and got into a shelter there. I got some part time jobs to pay for high school at first but then I still had trouble with money cause they paid too less. That’s when I met a guy who got me in here and I’ve been working here since. You pro heroes are perverted enough to have sex with a high school girl so here I am, making money and getting by somehow.” you chuckled dryly.

“I’m sorry.” you heard Bakugou mutter, which surprised you even more. “huh?” you asked, confused. “I wish I could’ve saved you. I’m sorry, (Y/N). About everything. About saying all those God awful things to you. About not being there when you needed me. Fuck I wish I could take it all back.. I’m so sorry, (Y/N).. Please let me make it up to you.” he said in a raspy tone. It was hard for you to believe that THE Bakugou Katsuki was apologising to you.

“You weren’t wrong though. I did end up being a fucktoy for you people with quirks. There really is no other place for a quirkless loser like me...” you were stopped by Bakugou yelling, “Shut the fuck up (Y/N)! I’ll make sure you get a different job! Hell, you can be my assistant at my agency! Or Deku’s Agency! Just let me help damnit!”

“Why are you doing this after all these years?” you asked, tearing up. “Cause I was wrong. Cause you were more than just a fucktoy. Cause my dumbass took too long to realize that I love you. You don’t have to accept my feelings, (Y/N). Just let me give you a better life. I just wanna make up for my mistakes. You deserve so much better than this. Please (Y/N).” Bakugou muttered in a raspy tone. 

At this point, you were sobbing. Not knowing what to do, Bakugou hugged your naked form. You were so small and defenseless. Back in the day, the fact that he could crush you boosted his ego. Right now, he just wanted to protect you from all harm that could come at your way. “I need you, Bakugou-kun... Please...” you whimpered, as you pressed yourself to his chest, shivering slightly. “Call me Katsuki.” he muttered before kissing you.

Everything was different this time. This time, he kissed away your tears instead of causing them. He held you tightly instead of not letting you touch him. He kissed your marks instead of causing them. His kisses were so soft that it made you melt as he slid his hand down to your crotch, rubbing your clit, making you moan in pleasure. he trailed his kisses down your body eventually and as he reached between your thighs, he inserted a finger in you as his lips sucked onto your small bud, making you moan out loud. 

It was amazing how good he was with his mouth as he used his tongue to tongue fuck you as soon as you orgasmed due to his ministrations with your clit. His fingers went back to massaging your clit, making you gush into his mouth. 

That’s when he finally put his condom on and positioned himself on your hole. It was almost unbelievable to you that this was the same person from back in junior high as this time, he hugged you tightly, his body completely engulfing yours as he pounded into you. He was so much bigger now and the way he was kissing your neck and whispering how good you felt and how sorry he was to your ear, you couldn’t help but cum all over his cock. However, he kept overstimulating you, making you cum once again before blowing his load in you.

You expected him to leave right after. You expected all of it to be a lie. However, you were completely wrong.

Bakugou Katsuki was destined to be a great hero. However, the day he truly became one was when he kept his promise and gave you the life you always dreamed of. He became a great hero when he made sure you knew that you were worthy of him and more.

The ask box is open!

[justanotherlifeff]

We breathe the same air

I was not planning to write a sequel for “We share the same sky” but @sam-i-am-1025 and @unicornlover25 got me thinking...

Warning: Angst with a happy ending

“PRO HERO (H/N) HAS FINALLY GONE INTO RETIREMENT AFTER HER RANKING STAGGERED DOWN EVER SINCE HER BREAKUP WITH THE RISING STAR, PRO HERO DYNAMIGHT. EVER SINCE THE BREAKUP OF THE SO CALLED DYMANIC DUO OF MUSUTAFU, (H/N) SEEMED TO BE SLACKING OFF FROM HERO WORK AND BARELY SOLVED ANY CRIME IN THE PAST YEAR...”- (H/N) FANSITE. (02/01/**21)

I distinctly remember the day I read this news. I was sleeping beside my girlfriend and looking my ex up. It was fun at first, messing around with my manager in secret. I felt some sick sort of excitement. The day I walked out of (Y/N)’s apartment, I felt like I deserved better anyway. Honestly, I didn’t. A cheat like me did not deserve someone like (Y/N). I felt the same way she felt the day I was dragged to the new year party that my girl arranged. I was the number 3 hero, the ‘half and half bastard’ taking up the second and Deku taking up the first position. 

The way she invited both of them despite the fact that I didn’t like them, the way she was blatantly flirting with them right infront of me, it made me remember (Y/N). Did I make her feel this kind of insecurities? Hell, it probably was way worse right? I felt guilty about looking her up in the middle of the night as my girlfriend slept with no knowledge of it. I wanted to be loyal to my girlfriend, atleast this time. 

It seemed like (Y/N) had completely disappeared off the planet. There was no social media with her name, just one article speaking of her retirement. “Maybe this is for the best” I thought, as I knew that I would look for her if I knew where she is.

“RETIRED PRO HERO (H/N) FROM JAPAN SAVES HUNDREDS SINGLE HANDEDLY FROM A MAJOR VILLAIN ATTACK IN CANADA. THE CANADIAN GOVERNMENT HAS REQUESTED HER TO COME BACK AS A HERO IN CANADA AS HER POWERS EXCEED THAT OF THE NUMBER 1 HERO OF CANADA.”- NEWYORK TIMES (02/05/**24)

I remember reading this title and fighting the urge to buy a one way ticket to Canada. Deku called me back in February to let me know that my girlfriend, now my ex, tried to get intimate with him, something he denied because of me and his own girlfriend. As much as I dislike him, I knew that he won’t lie to me. That day, I found out exactly how (Y/N) felt. Honestly, I deserved it. My girlfriend loved the number 2 hero, not Bakugou Katsuki. Seems like, being the number 2 hero was not enough for her. That’s when I broke the relationship off and moved to America. I got that number one position that I had always wanted but for once, it didn’t matter to me. 

The world loved Dynamight, the capable hero who held the number one position in America. There was only one person who loved Bakugou Katsuki and she was gone. It was entirely my fault. Atleast, I was glad that she was alive and well. I was proud of how she saved so many people. I may have had an amazing career but she was the true hero between us.

“PRO HERO (H/N) REACHES NUMBER 1 POSITION IN CANADA. (H/N), AS SHE IS CURRENTLY ON A TRIP TO ALASKA FOR PERSONAL REASONS, COULD NOT SHOW UP AT THE ANNUAL HERO GALA...”- THE GUARDIAN (19/12/**24)

I remember reading this and buying a one way ticket to Alaska. I knew that I don’t deserve her but I had to try. I knew that I would always have regrets if I didn’t atleast try to apologize, to get back what we had. I remember calling my new manager and asking him to find out exactly where (Y/N) was. Being the number one hero had it’s privileges. I read this article over and over again, trying to forget the fact that I was nervous. 

When I went into the hotel she was at and found her sitting at the breakfast hall, I had no idea on what to say. When she looked up and saw me, her eyes clearly showing how shocked she were, I was just glad that she was there infront of me. ‘It’d be alright even if she doesn’t return my feelings. Hell, it’d be alright even if she decides to not talk to me. Atleast she’s there infront of me, breathing the same air as I am.’ I thought.

“IS PRO HERO (H/N) DATING HER OLD HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEART AGAIN? FIND THE TEA WITH PICTURES ON PAGE 1!”-VOGUE (07/11/**25)

[justanotherlifeff]

We share the same sky

Warning:Angst

"PRO HERO DYNAMIGHT AND (H/N) ARE MOVING UP THE RANKS BREAKING ALL RECORDS OF THEIR PREDECESSORS! THE TWO HEROES ARE DATING AT THE MOMENT AND IT SEEMS LIKE THE DUO IS A LIVING NIGHTMARE FOR ALL THE VILLAINS IN MUSUTAFU!"- MUSUTAFU TIMES (20/03/**19)

I remember saving up money with him the day we first made the headlines of the local newspaper. We were planning a vacation you see, to Canada. Newbie heroes don't get paid enough and we recently graduated from UA, which is why, we needed time to save up. I remember him being so proud of himself, of us. I felt the same. I remember looking up at him with nothing but love and adoration as he gave me that beautiful smirk, his ruby eyes glowing in happiness.

We had spicy ramen together that day, even if I was never good at handling spice. He laughed at me when I rushed into our shared studio apartment and drank a gallon of milk. After all, I'd have done everything to see him laugh.

"PRO HERO DYNAMIGHT SEEN WITH MYSTERY WOMAN? IS DYNAH/N OVER? SEE THE JUICY DETAILS ON PAGE 3!"- HERO INSIDERS (25/12/**19)

I remember that day very well. He always told me that she was just a friend. Well, the picture of them kissing proved otherwise. I remember him leaving me alone, moving out of the apartment with no explanation, no apology. I remembered that day that I am in love with Bakugou Katsuki, the only pro hero who did not ever try to keep his image up. The pro hero, who took pride in being an asshole.

That day, he left both my heart and my bank balance half empty as he took away the money he saved up for Canada.

"PRO HERO DYNAMIGHT HAS FINALLY REACHED THE NUMBER 2 POSITION ON HERO RANKING! AFTER HIS MOVE TO TOKYO WITH HIS LONG TERM GIRLFRIEND AND MANAGER, HE DISCLOSED HIS LOVE LIFE ON A RECENT INTERVIEW AND THE FANS CAN'T SEEM TO GET ENOUGH OF IT!"- THE DAILY TOKYO (10/02/**21)

I remember the day I read this news. I gave up on being a hero only recently as I lost all motivation towards it. No one really gave a damn since their focus was on the rising star, Bakugou Katsuki. My retirement went unnoticed and I ended up taking a regular desk job. I remember reading this at work, wondering how things might have been if it was me instead of his manager.

Pro hero Deku mentioned in an interview that dreams can be turned into reality. However, the truth was very different from his heroic speech. Some dreams are far beyond reach. Some dreams will always remain just that, dreams. Bakugou Katsuki was far beyond my reach.

"PRO HERO DYNAMIGHT IS FINALLY AT THE NUMBER ONE SPOT! AFTER HIS MOVE TO AMERICA, NO ONE COULD TOUCH HIS POPULARITY!"- NEWYORK TIMES (27/04/**24)

As I read this on my phone, I looked at the Niagara Falls infront of me. I finally saved up enough for a trip to Canada. It was evening and the stars shone bright in the sky. He was there, just a border away. "Nee Katsuki, are you seeing the same sky as I am?" I wondered with a smile, hoping that perhaps he was at his balcony or fighting a villain and maybe, just maybe, glanced at the sky for one moment, at the same time as me.

[justanotherlifeff]

A/N: This is the final chapter for this mini-series

You wish you could say that you hated Bakugou Katsuki, but that would have been an overstatement since he had his tongue down your throat in his stupidly expensive car. Did it all seem like an overly dramatic scene from a random K-drama? Yes, it absolutely did. Then again, who were you to comment on that anyway? You were too shocked and, well, quite honestly, a blushing mess to even think about anything. When your brain finally caught up with the situation, you finally kissed him back, making him smirk against your lips, something that made you roll your eyes since of course, this man is always a cocky bastard.

After removing his lips from yours, he mumbled in that painfully sexy voice that you both loved and hated, “I need you, (Y/N). Come upstairs with me.”. “Bakugou, you do realize that I won’t take advantage of a drunk dude, right? Do I really seem that creepy?” you asked him with a straight face. “I’m sober enough dumbass.” He answered, trying not to look too eager about having you in his bed by the end of the night. “I ain’t dumb you asshole. If you aren’t drunk, answer this, what’s 6 times 3?” you asked, making him look at you as if you just killed his boner. “Did you just throw a fucking meme at me?” he asked, his face full of this absolutely hilarious mixture of anger, shock and disgust. “Okay so you’re clearly not drunk since you understood this is a meme but damn… appreciate the memes grandpa…” you answered with a laugh.

After grumbling all the way up the elevator about how you are too much like ‘that damned pikachu’, which you assumed was Pro Hero Chargebolt, you finally reached his penthouse. As expected, the place was huge, radiating rich people vibes and of course, you immediately caught on to why he was complaining about why your own apartment was too small since you were quite sure his bathrooms would be bigger than your entire apartment. As he watched you look around, he mumbled, “You can move in here if you wanna. Your place is too damned small and I have way too much space here just for myself.”. “Okay, now I’m questioning whether you are sober again cause who the fuck asks a girl they just asked out to move in?” you teased him making him yell, “I’m fucking sober you dipshit!” while blushing furiously. “Oh wow, is this how you woo the ladies? By calling them dipshits?” you teased again, elbowing him. “I’ll fucking show you how I woo em” he growled before pinning you to the wall and smashing his lips on you yet again, this time kissing you way more roughly.

Your hands moved up to his neck as you pulled him closer, returning the kiss as your tongues slid against each other. He picked you up with ease and walked towards his bedroom solely on his muscle memory. After throwing you quite gently on his king size bed, he looked at you with a rare sincerity in his eyes, before asking “You sure you wanna do this?”. “Yes, Bakugou.” You answered quietly, admiring his handsome features without trying to hide it for the first time. “Call me Katsuki, babe.” He stated with a smirk as he started taking his shirt off, revealing his chest that seemed as if it was sculped by Gods despite the scars that adorned it. In fact, he made the scars look good. It was surprising that he could pull off something like that. You decided to take off your top as well, making him stare at your breasts greedily as he started unbuckling his belt.  

“Like what you see?” he asked, smirking cockily as he found you staring at his length in awe. Then again, you had to admit that he was the biggest you had ever seen and honestly, you had absolutely no comeback for his cockiness this time since you were too busy figuring out whether it will fit. “It won’t fit…” you mumbled as you took your bra off, making him chuckle slightly. “I’ll make it fit.” He answered before pushing you into the bed, kissing your neck as he trailed down to your breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth and sucked hard as his hand pinched the other, making you yelp. His other hand took your pants off, reaching for your groins, which was already soaking wet. “Oh? Are you really this wet from getting your tits sucked?” he asked, feigning surprise, that cocky smile never leaving his face. “Shut up and touch me.” You hissed as his fingers hovered over your clit. “That impatient huh… Well, I’ll let you have it your way this time.” He chuckled before putting his thumb right over your clit, moving it in circular motions as two of his fingers entered your hole and pumped in a rigorous pace, making you moan loudly in pleasure.

It was a surprise that you lasted for about 5 minutes before cumming all over his hands since his movements were too refined due to having done this way too many times before. As you panted and tried to compose yourself, Bakugou decided that he had other plans for you. Without giving you a break, he lined his penis right on your hole, and entered you in one go, stretching you out beyond imagination, making you scream. “TOO MUCH! TOO MUCH!” you screamed, holding his hand tight, and he decided to have mercy on you and wait till you got used to his size. The wait was agonizing when you were so tight and warm around him, but you were much more than just a fuck toy to him, which is why, he held you tightly, letting you calm down despite his impatience. “You can move now…” you slurred after a while, clearly drunk off the feeling he sent deep within your guts, and that’s when he decided that he would completely rock your world.

You thought that his pace was fast when he began thrusting in you but it slowly turned into a rather inhuman speed, making you lose your mind completely. All you knew was that extraordinary feeling within you as he rearranged your guts and just him, just Katsuki. You held onto him for dear life, as if you would lose yourself if you loosened the grip and your moans were an incomprehensible mix of his name and how good you feel.

“Tell me babe, am I better than that shitty Deku?” he asked, panting as he held you tight and fucked you inhumanly hard and fast. “Yeshh Katshukiii pweaseeee” you moaned, making him bury his face into your neck to hide the smile forming into his face. “That’s right baby. I’m the fucking best.” He grunted as he spilled his seed deep inside you.

“Heh I made you admit I’m better than shitty Deku.” Bakugou told you with his signature smirk after you calmed down a bit. “Yeah, and you nutted right after. Didn’t know you had a praise kink. How cute.” You answered back with a smirk. “I ain’t cute fuckface!” Bakugou yelled at you, yet again, blushing furiously. “Sure, you aren’t. Anyway, when are you asking me out on a date properly?” you asked him. “I did ask you out properly.” He answered nonchalantly. “Right… Trying to make me jealous by creating yet another PR nightmare was totally the best way to ask a girl out. I applaud your sheer wooing abilities.” You answered sarcastically, ready for him to yell again. However, this was different. This felt more like a couple bickering. You, for once, really didn’t hate Bakugou Katsuki.

Two years later:

Actually, scratch that, you still kinda did hate him. Not always, but you definitely gave him a piece of your mind whenever he created yet another PR nightmare. However, things were different now. Nowadays, his PR nightmares consists of him trying to beat up anyone that says anything negative about you, (unless they are women. He just makes them cry by bullying them about basically their entire existence). After finally asking you out properly, he started dating you, making your relationship go public last year. You moved into his house a few months into the relationship and, well, let’s just say the two of you bicker every single day just for fun cause you both are weird like that. You still work as his assistant and he still is a pain in the ass, but honestly, deep down, you can’t help but love him for his absurd PR nightmares like his entire fanbase.

A/N: Well, this is it. I finally finished this series after a shitty writer’s block!

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[justanotherlifeff]

Isn't there this one person in your life that you absolutely hate no matter how much you have tried not to? Well, for you, that person was Bakugou Katsuki, your employer. Honestly, why the hell did you even start working at stupid Dynamight Hero agency as a financial analyst? Oh right, cause it's the number 2 hero's agency and you have a pretty useless quirk. Right.

Yes, you were dumb enough to think that you were going to start an amazing life with this super high paying job on your first day at work. That was till Dynamight himself introduced himself into your life and fucking exploded it to pieces. It will be fun, they said. Plus, Pro hero Dynamight is super-hot, they said (well, you didn't disagree with that part). Yes, you got stuck with paperwork that HE was supposed to complete on day one, ending up having to do overtime while he went out to party with his random overly attractive fangirls. 

Anyone might think that Dynamight was a hero work obsessed workaholic and they’d be right, however, only partially. Yes, he was a hero work obsessed workaholic but only when it came to on site missions where he could blast villains into oblivion and show off his quirk to boost his already overinflated ego. Yep, there were times he took over missions that made him work 24/7. HOWEVER, this man absolutely hated the paperwork involved with it. And guess who got stuck with his huge load of paperwork? Yep, you.

You were not exactly a workaholic and you liked having a social life (not saying you actually had one though). Yes, you were the type to work hard while you were supposed to work and rest when you had free time, which was EXACTLY the opposite of Bakugou Katsuki. You tried to understand how his brain works, you really did. However, you figured that normal and plain people like yourself couldn’t possibly do that. Like, who the fuck even trains on their free time? Why is he always at the office gym or out partying with his fangirls (Red Riot came to pick him up once though). Like, does this man never just sit at home with some cheap snacks and just watch movies all night? Apparently not and his horrible mountain of paperwork stopped you from doing that either.

Now that you had to practically live at your office, surviving on solely energy bars, you decided that yes, despite him having absolutely God-like looks, you hated his guts. The fact that his fangirls were so pretty and got his attention like that by boosting his ego made you feel inferior as well. You were just the plain girl at one corner of his agency, someone he never even looked at. Yet, you were getting all his paperwork done on time, pretty much saving his career, unlike those girls who only are there near him because of their obsession with a pro hero and their status symbols. Yeah, it stung that you were invisible. That was till, one fateful day.

You almost forgot when you went back home the last time. Was it last week? Thanks to your shitty boss taking up a rather large mission last month, you were presented with a pile of paperwork that was taller than you. Yes, it was probably as tall as Bakugou, who was a whooping 6ft. You were feeling as if you were about to faint when you decided to get another energy bar and freshen up a bit in the washroom. After all, you were smelling like death due to not taking a shower for an entire week.

Were your eyebags always that bad? As you washed your face, you felt sick. Was it the lack of sleep? Another energy bar should solve it, right? Just as these thoughts were running into your head as you got out of the washroom to the vending machine, you bumped into none other than Bakugou Katsuki himself, with his three hot fangirls.

You really wanted to punch him. This day couldn’t get any worse and this little bitch had the audacity to yell “Watch it, extra!” to you. You really wanted to punch him. However, you only managed a meek “Sorry” as you excused yourself and walked away. You heard one of his fangirls say something about how ugly you look with the eyebags and all but you couldn’t care less. At least you were the reason she could cling to the certain pro hero. He’d have lost his job if you didn’t do the paperwork for him. Yes, you were important…. right?

You absolutely hated Bakugou Katsuki and that was the last thought on your mind when you fainted in front of the vending machine. When you opened your eyes, you found yourself in a hospital bed, in a rather luxurious hospital cabin. As you looked around, a nurse entered the room. “Oh, you gained consciousness. Let me check your vitals and I’ll call the doctor then” she told you, smiling. “What happened?” you asked, your voice scratchy and dry. “Well, you didn’t get any proper sleep for a week and you had really low blood pressure which caused you to pass out. Thankfully, you don’t have a concussion and Dynamight brought you here on time cause you were really low on certain nutrients. You really should eat healthier food.” The nurse explained.

Bakugou wasn’t a pro hero for nothing. When you bumped into him, he was pissed as usual. However, when he saw your face, he had a bad feeling that you were probably going to pass out very soon. The feeling kept bugging him even when he reached the party, even when he was going to get laid for the night. Which is why, he found himself back at his agency, leaving the two women who were eager to open their legs for him, only to find you lying in front of the vending machine. You clearly looked overworked, which made him wonder who the hell were you, since as far as he knew, the workload of his agency was evenly distributed.

He ended up firing his personal assistant when he found out that the paperwork that he delegated to her, were being done by the financial analyst of the agency, someone who already had enough paperwork to deal with. Of course, you were completely overworked. How the hell did you even keep up with all that work for so long? Why did you never even complain?

Bakugou Katsuki hated feeling guilty, which is why he decided to give you a promotion, a raise and of course, apologize to you for the trouble his previous assistant caused you (the latter being suggested by his PR team since they did not want a new headline where Dynamight Agency’s financial analyst is overworked). Which is why, as soon as you got out of the hospital, you found a mail on your phone from Bakugou’s personal email address to meet up with him since he wanted to talk about “the incident”.

And then you found yourself at an overly posh restaurant with your boss, who seemed almost as awkward as you were. As you talked to him, you found out that he was not as egoistic and assholeish as he seems. He is actually a decent guy, only you rarely ever agree with his lifestyle. He let you know that all the work you did were actually supposed to be done by his assistant, someone who actually was hired by him to do his paperwork. Apparently that woman did absolutely nothing and took his money for all these months. When he offered you the job as his assistant and mentioned the salary (which was double you’re your initial salary), you audibly gasped, pretty much embarrassing yourself as everyone near you gave you a disapproving look and making Bakugou chuckle at your stupidity.

And this is how you became Bakugou’s assistant, probably the most nightmarish job in all of Japan.