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Falling Asleep on Katsukis Bed
(fem!reader)
His hoodie, cold A/C, fresh sheets, him fresh out the shower. Oh yeah, itâs all coming together.
He totally didnât ask for you to come over and keep him company while he gets some assignments done.
Of course not, heâs all tough and scruff Katsuki Bakugou duh???
He texted you asking what you were up to.
Kđ„: âwhat are you doing right now?â
y/nđ§: âi just finished the essay due on friday why?â
Kđ„: ââŠ. itâs tuesdayâ
y/n đ§: âuh huh?â
Kđ„: âit was assigned yesterdayâ
y/nđ§: âthe point youâre trying to make is?â
Kđ„: âyou idiot i know you stayed up all night to do it in one sittingâ
y/nđ§: âmmm perhaps?â
Kđ„: âitâs for Minaâs stupid party isnât it?â
y/n đ§: âcall me an overachiever, a baddie with brains if you will đ€âïžâ
Kđ„: âa complete dumbass đ€âïžâ
y/nđ§: âwhat do you want Bakugouâ
Kđ„: âKatsuki** and hurry your ass up and come overâ
You scoff, grabbing your bag, making sure to grab your charger and headphones. House slippers on, you make your way out your door and down a level to Katsukiâs floor.
Not even bothering to knock since he left it open a crack to let yourself in.
âKats?â
âIâm right hereâ he grunts from under his desk, grease covering his forehead, some smudged on his neck. The push of cold air makes you shiver.
âItâs freezing in hereâ you say, closing his door and failing to warm yourself up by rubbing your arms.
â If I sweat while fixing my gauntlets, I could fry to wiring, just grab something to cover upâ he lifts his head up quick enough to give you a peck on the lips before getting right back to work.
Not your favorite kiss but itâll do. You take the hoodie that rested on top of his desk, pulling it over you, it sits halfway down your thighs, if you swing the arms hard enough youâd probably knock Katsuki unconscious.
Pulling the hood onto your head. You settle on top of the bed, laying on your stomach.
Watching him work, you canât help but admire his dedication. You ask him what certain wiring is for, why heâs doing it himself instead of bringing it in to the support course. He answers your questions without hesitation, already used to your antics.
But after a moment, your eyes get heavy. Sleep finally catching up, curse his warm hoodie and breeze of A/C. Your boyfriendâs bed that smells exactly like him.
You can help but fall asleep right then and there.
Still slightly conscious you feel fingers brush right past your temple, keeping fallen hair out of your face. Even brushing a couple of the strands behind your ear. They linger, caressing your cheek. A light kiss from your ear, to your temple, then your forehead.
By the time you wake up, the last bit of sunset breaks through the blinds. Pushing yourself up onto your elbows, confused look on your face.
When did I get here?
You think about after class, you changed, had a snack, Katsuki texted you.
Oh yeahâŠ. where is he?
Pushing your hair off your face you look around, sitting up so you sit in your knees. His bathroom door opens.
You smack your lips, mouth completely dry.
He lets out a low chuckle, heading to his desk and grabbing his water bottle, you hear the ice inside slush around inside it.
Bringing the mouth piece to your lips he holds the back of your head. Helping you drink as you continue to wake up.
âThere you go pretty, you were knocked the hell outâ you can hear in his voice he was trying not to laugh. You knew exactly why.
âUghâ you groan, âdid i snore?â wiping the sleep from you eyes, you slowly get up and head into his bathroom. Your reflection shows your pink cheeks, the imprint of the sleeve on your cheek and forehead.
âOnly a little bit, itâs cute.â you hear him say from his room.
Making your way back to the bed you sigh. âDid you get everything done?â
âYeah, I mean you were out for 4 hours, I even made dinner.â
Your stomach rumbles at that.
He laughs, âalright letâs goâ standing from his desk he extends his hand to you, you take it slipping your house shoes back on.
Then you smell it, his cologne he insists on putting on after his showers, the lotion that mixes deliciously well with it. You canât help but hug him like a koala to take it in.
âYou smell soooo good Katsâ
âThank you pretty, letâs go eat before you knock out again.â
Pro hero Dynamight reads your dirty comments. 18+. MDNI.
The studio is bright.
Multitude of equipment illuminating the set, three separate cameras filming from different angles, sound proof ceilings and people scattered around, each one with a different task.
It's intimidating, not for Bakugou though, he's been here before, done this before, multiple times.
Interviews are something he had gotten accustomed to back in ua, long before his official debut as a pro, as much as he found it a waste of time, being in the spotlight was inevitable as a hero.
The only thing new about today's interview was it's concept, 'reading thirst tweets'.
"Ready?" The director asked, preparing the shot, "and action!"
"Evenin', Dynamight here." Bakugou introduced himself, not even bothering recalling the actual script, "Gonna go through the filth you all post on the internet."
There is hushed murmur in the background, along with the sound of someone clearing their throat, but he pays no mind to them.
Reaching over, he pulls out a stripe of paper from the box, unfolding and reading it.
Comment no. 42
By @/Bakugousleftnutsack. "Do the new kalvin clein, dynamight special edition boxers come with his balls sweat? Asking for a friend."
Bakugou looked directly at the camera, brows furrowed as he re-read the comment, the crowd breaking into laughter as he looked back up again.
"I don't even know where to begin." He sighed, scratching his temple, folding the paper into tiniest possible dimension, "My left nuâbeep is curious about my baâbeep sweat."
He shook his head, cringing as the comment echoed in the back of his mind, "It only get's worse doesn't it?"
Sympathetic hum is heard in the background.
Comment no. 69
By @/Dynamightsarmpithair. "Just found out dynamight's sweat smells like sweet caramal, we need a candle scented after him, so I can pound my hole with his candle lit in the background."
He lifted head without completely reading the comment, "It's more like burnt sugar," clarifying the scent he continued, "I am sure you can get something similar in bath and body works, my wife gets those when I am away on long mission."
Awing echoed in the background, someone clapping lightly.
He looked back down, "so I can pounâ" he deadpanned, lips pursed as he looked into the camera, folding the piece of paper and wordlessly moving on to the next comment.
Comment no. 34
By @/whyareyougae? "Not into feet, but I'll suckle on dynamight's toes, good night."
*Insert blurry, pixelated image of Bakugou's feet covered in dirt*
"The image is of my crusty feets after the camping in Osaka." He squinted eyes, bringing the piece of paper close to his face, chuckling in disbelief, "Don't even what to know how they got it, also the username." He sighed, shaking his head as chuckling echoed in the background.
"You know the youth is cooked," Bakugou continued, folding the paper and tossing it to the side, reaching for the next stripe, "when whyareyougae seems like the most decent username."
Comment no. 35
By @/Peenerexpert.
"According to my analysis, Dynamight has big dick."
#slaymyhole
He shrugged his shoulders, cheekily tossing the paper on the table, "Well, they do seem like an expert."
Hooting and hollering interrupted the video, backstage crew whistling and cheering loudly.
Comment no. 12
By @/saltedprecum.
"Does Dynamight know that we thirst over him, does he know every time he makes an appearance we collectively cum on the spot?"
"I hope it's not during news broadcast," He sighed, scratching the back of his head as he sceptically eyed the crew, "It'd be concerning if you got off to crime."
He leaned back, hands raised, "I don't judge."
Comment no. 100
By @/mrs.dynamight.
"While you are thirsting over @/dynamight.official. I am actually bouncing on his dick." #dontbothergettinginline
"Is that my fuâbeep wife?!"
"We have her twitter actually."
To be continued...
Dividers by: @/anitalenia đâš
When you check a writers masterlist and see all the fics that were discontinued/never started and you genuinely start reminiscing over what could have been
(cw: mentions of wounds, mentions of pregnancy and having babies, reader wants bakugou badd)
you and pro hero bakugou tend to treat each otherâs wounds after missions. youâre both a little stubborn when it comes to hospitals, only because the waiting and laying around to recover leaves you itching to leave.
so after getting thrown around in battle, you get the minimal treatment from the paramedics on scene (that did not let you leave without at least a check up, much to bakugouâs annoyance) and limp the rest of the way back to the agency.
itâs the middle of the night when you make it to the in-house infirmary. almost everyone else has gone home by this time so it saves you from too many eyes watching your walk of shame down the corridor. the janitorâs stare has already shifted from concern to indifference when you both hobble by and wave sluggishly.
youâre the first to plop down on the bed with a groan while bakugou rummages through cabinets. everywhere hurts, probably already blooming some nasty bruises on the surface of your skin. thereâs a cut down your arm (bandages up by the ever dedicated and persistent paramedics) and your vision throbs at the bright white light of the room.
izukuâs assistant | midoriya, i.
ê á”á” cw/tw: 18+, sub!ditzy!nepo baby!fem!afab!virgin!assistant!reader, softdom!pro-hero!izuku, canon divergent, fingering, handjob, pinv, office sex, having to stay quiet sex, fluffy yay, kissing, praise, virginity loss, mention of tampon (lol), condom use, sub-space
ê á”á” a/n: this is a reblog from my old account, i combined parts 1 & 2 into one fic i also edited to hopefully make reader not so ditsy, but reminder i am young and was FRESHLY 20 when i wrote this and i use my reactions as reference-- reader is thought to be similar age while deku is five years~ older (naive + older guiding figure)
ê á”á” old a/n: i tried to get it across that while reader is ditzy she is a capable adult. however, i did imagine izuku to be a few years older (five max) so he does take on a guiding role
ê á”á” synopsis: nepo baby!ditzy!assistant!reader x softdom!pro-hero!izuku :3 (i imagine your dad is izukuâs manager)
ê á”á” w/c: ~4.6k
âmidoriya-san, can you sign this?â you ask, handing a paper on a clipboard to your boss, along with a pen.
âsure,â he replies with a friendly smile, which is quickly replaced by a confused look. âwhat is this?â
âitâs just a dumb survey from my father,â you sigh. âhe wants you to fill it out to see if i should keep working here. but donât worry, you can just sign it and iâll fill it out.â
he tilts his head at your logic, a soft laugh escaping him at your ditziness. then, instead of signing, he hands the pen back. âshouldnât i answer the questionnaire? why donât you ask me the questions and iâll give the score.â
âoh, okay,â you reply, skimming over the paper before taking a seat in the chair across his desk. âfirst question: on a scale of one to five, with five being the highest, how timely do you find your assistant to be?â
he leans back in his chair, pretending to think about it, before giving you another smile as he answers. âfive. youâre here fairly early, if anything.â
you beam at his answer, scribbling it down.
âokayâ how friendly do you find your assistant?â
âfive.â
âlast questionââ
âthere was only three questions and you thought i wouldnât answer them?â
âthree can be a lot, okay?â you huff playfully, âlast questionâ how competent do you find your assistant to be?â
turn the camera off! w/ katsuki bakugo <đ .á
word count : 946 !
content : the tiktok trend where gfs record their bfs being all clingy without them knowing , pro-hero bakugo caught lacking , domestic fluff , one use of y/n
katsuki bakugo was not the affectionate type. at least that's what everyone thinks. so when mina tells you about a harmless tiktok trend that came up on her fyp, one where girls record their unknowing boyfriends being clingy, you couldn't resist trying it.
fall in love again and again
my favorite hobby is scrolling through tumblr through the day and liking fics to come back to when iâm in bed later
Maybe a oneshot of reedsue and Mc having a date night then coming back home to chaos??
I'll find you in every cosmos one shot | See Masterlist for full story | WC: 2,565 | This is my first time ever doing a one shot teehee lemme know what you think
get ptsd on the daily
I'll Find You In Every Cosmos (Epilogue)
See Masterlist for plot warnings.
THIS IS SUPER SHORT JUST A LITTLE GOODBYE! I love you all very much. if you ever have any one shot requests please send them my way cause I dont want this story to end :,(
my next full length fic will be out some time in October!
Chapter Summary
1 year after Galactus
Iâve enjoyed this series so much đ„č
the concept of a reedsue x reader threesome is truly something so dear to me
epilogue is almost done! I think y'all are gonna like it
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