• kxylla •

a/n: hello bbs! Happy late thanksgiving and an even later thanksgiving to my Canadian fellows. I’ve been itching to write some hooky things over break so here I am! I don’t know if there’s a huge part of hooky’s fanbase on Tumblr but I hope there’s at least a small amount of you to enjoy this. And I don’t know about you but I really like Nico and thanksgiving just passed so I thought I would pay homage to those facts. Anyways, just a reminder that my commissions are still open and I hope you enjoy this! 

a/n pt.2: this takes place when they’re all older :))

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God, I always hated this time of year… The orange-haired boy thought to himself while sitting at the table in the dining room and nonchalantly stabbing his form into his breakfast. Breakfast that you, his loving girlfriend had made for everyone. You were still in the kitchen making more food to feed Dani and Dorian but Nico noticed that as you did, you looked so happy. There just seemed to be endless joy sprouting out of you ever since this week has started. He knew it was thanksgiving week and everything but, he still couldn’t figure out why you were so happy. 

Nico never celebrated thanksgiving. As a young child, he was interested in thanksgiving and other holidays, but after his mother died and he lived with the Master, he lost hope in ever having a reason to be apart of any holiday, let alone celebrate one.

But now he’s older and things are better now. He has people that care about him and love him. He has a family. Like you, Dorian, Monica, and Dani. Right?...

This is an ever so wonderful commission for @aidantheburrito ! bless their soul for coming up with this concept because I never would’ve done something like this and I’ve never had more fun writing anything else than I have this. This is so so so so cute I really hope you enjoy! :))

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Kunikida was a man who stuck to his ideals. He never strayed from them. Sure he got teased by Dazai about them but they were important to him. 

However, there were times that Kunikida doubted his ideals. Were they too specific? What if there's no woman who could satisfy them? What if all of his ideals are wrong? Maybe he should loosen up a bit. 

Even though he had these thoughts, he was very prideful and always stuck to them. 

Kunikida had today off. Instead of locking himself in his home and relaxing, he decided to pay his respects for the young girl who committed suicide to save her brother back when he and Atsushi were trying to find Pushkin, the man who put the “cannibalism” ability on the Port Mafia and ADA boss. To this day, he still blames himself for those unfortunate events. If I had just moved a little faster and tried a little harder…

The smell of sweet flowers and pollen filled Kunikida’s nose but at this point, he was used to it. It seemed like he was in the flower shop all the time. 

You only went to flower shops at one time of the year. For an entire week, you buy flowers and dedicate that week to your father who passed away a few years ago due to alcoholism. As much as you were mad at him for being a jerk most of the time and not being there to show you how a man is to act and how to handle becoming a man, you missed him. So, you visit his grave every day for a week leading up to his birthday.

While Kunikida was picking out flowers, he was a bit spaced out. He couldn’t focus. His eyes wandering everywhere else but the flowers in his hands. He looked out the window and watched the cars pass by, he listened to the conversations full of small talk around him, he looked at the people there and observed them. It happened by mistake, Kunikida stared down at the daises he had in front of him but his eyes jolted up and caught a glimpse of your face. 

He looked again. You were staring at the flowers in front of you and letting your fingertips brush against their petals, thinking about your father. 

Something inside Kunikida erupted. He felt his chest get tight and his stomach flutter. He’s never felt these things before. Just by simply looking at someone? He’s been told about this feeling before but he’s never felt it and let alone he didn’t expect to feel it so early! He wanted to feel this in 4 years’ time when he got married. Why is this all happening now? And… towards another man? He never believed there was anything wrong with that, he just never stopped to question himself.

Kunikida got so caught up in his thoughts, he didn’t realize that you were now in his face. 

“Can I help you?” You stated, trying not to sound rude but it annoyed you how long he had been staring at you. It made you a bit uncomfortable. 

Kunikida jumped and his cheeks dusted pink ever so lightly. He started talking really fast and tripping over his words.

“I-I’m sorry!! I was lost in thought and-” He took a deep breath, composed himself, and started over. But unexpectedly, he gave you a deep bow. You took a step back.

“I apologize for staring. It was unintentional but very rude of me.” He said. 

You weren’t expecting all of this. You put up your hands defensively. “Dude, it’s okay! It just creeped me out a bit.”  

Kunikida stood back up and fixed his glasses. 

There wasn’t much to talk about at that point so, you both awkwardly waved to each other and parted ways. 

-•-

“Hey!” A voice suddenly took Kunikida out of his trance which was a good thing. He found himself reliving the moment the little girl pulled the pin. If he had just…

“Hey,” The voice was softer and a lot closer now. He looked to the side and his chest tightened again at the sight of you. You looked a bit concerned. 

“What a coincidence to see you here, heh…” Your voice faded out at the end. “And… I’m sorry about whatever circumstance that brings you here.” You looked up at the man and he had a tear rolling down his cheek. He quickly wiped it away and cleared up his glasses with the bottom of his shirt. 

“It’s okay,” He said. “Things happen to everyone. And, I apologize too for whatever brought you here.” 

He sounded so sincere. You weren’t used to this, everyone you meet is usually so rude or cold. The sincerity and genuine care in his voice was nice for a change. 

“My father.” You said. Idiot! You’re telling a stranger about your issues? “He was an alcoholic.” 

There was a moment of silence. 

“I’m sorry.” Kunikida said. 

Both of you made small talk and eventually, you made each other laugh. You were the one who did most of the laughing. The man -whos’ name you found to be Kunikida- was actually pretty funny. But not an on-purpose funny, he was an unintentional funny. He would say things that had you dying laughing but he wasn’t. He didn’t seem to understand when he made a joke. And you found that cute. 

After your laughter died out Kunikida asked you “Do you wanna grab something to eat? Or coffee? Tea maybe if that’s what you prefer?”. 

You smiled and felt your stomach growl but flutter at the same time. “Okay! I’d like that.” 

Kunikida was oddly quiet during the walk to the cafe which you didn’t expect due to him being so chatty in your previous conversation. He seemed to have a lot on his mind. Kunikida was interesting. You didn’t run into too many guys like him, observant, polite, funny, and yet uptight. He was very refreshing and you liked that about him. It may have only been a few hours but sitting and talking with Kunikida made it seem like you’d known him forever, or as though you were friends who hadn’t seen each other in years and you had finally caught up to talk. His voice put you at ease and you felt so comfortable around him in more ways than one. 

“If you don’t mind me asking, what’s that notebook of yours for?” 

Kunikida paused. He wasn’t expecting this question so soon. 

“This notebook is my ability, whatever weapon I write in these pages, I can summon. But it can’t be any larger than this notebook.”  He explained.

“Really?” You grew interested. “Can I see?” 

“Well…” Kunikida looked down at the notebook in his hands. “This isn’t just my ability. It’s also like a diary. I keep all of my Ideals in here.” 

“Ideals? What kind of ideals? Like, for people?” 

“For a woman. I have everything in here. It states when I’ll meet her, how we’ll meet, when we’ll be married and other things like that.” He got so caught up in his ideals that he didn’t realize the expression on your face. 

You were looking out the window with your hand on your chin. Your eyebrows furrowed. You felt a mixture of sadness and anger bubble up inside of you. But you had no reason to be mad at Kunikida, he didn’t know much about you anyways. Regardless, you still felt everything. You felt your heart down in your stomach and the tension in your eyes from accumulating tears. A feeling that was way too familiar.

 It was only for a few hours but you really liked him. He was sweet and funny and very handsome. Too bad you couldn’t get to know him the way you wanted. 

Kunikida had realized that he had just blown his shot at getting to know you better. He didn’t know how to express it but he felt awful. He didn’t know what to do. 

“Well, this was nice but if you don’t mind, I have other things to do,” You scooched out of your set and stood up, holding your wrist in one hand. 

You gave him a faint smile. “This was nice though, thank you for the food and tea.” You turned to walk away with the feeling of your throat tightening. But right before you walked out of the cafe, you felt a tight grip on your arm which irritated you at first. You just wanted to go home.

“What the-!”

Kunikida clasped your hand in both of his. Even he was taken aback by his actions. He was silent for a moment.

“Just- at least take my phone number.” The entire cafe went silent. Yes, this was embarrassing. And yes, he seemed desperate now but, he’s never felt this way before and he didn’t just want to ignore these feelings.

Funny. You didn’t expect him to chase after you like that. Why was he reacting like this? He likes women, people don’t act this desperate over a friendship…

A glimmer of hope shined inside of you. You didn’t want to get your hopes up too high because you could be wrong but you couldn’t help but feel tremendously excited. Internally, you had the biggest smile on your face. 

“...Okay, fine. I’ll take it.” You said, still trying to sound irritated for some reason. 

Kunikida handed you a slip of paper with his phone number on it. He let you write your number in his notebook. And with that, you parted ways. 

-•-

Several days later, you invited Kunikida to your place. Call yourself impatient or selfish but you really wanted that ‘glimmer of hope’ that you had the other day to be true. You wanted to break more ice between you and Kunikida with dinner and a movie.  

God, he’s so sweet… You thought to yourself. Even in your own home, he offers to pull the chair out for you! He’s so considerate and genuine, you aren’t used to that. 

The two of you held some small talk over dinner but, there was still tension between the two of you. After dinner, you moved to the couch and started the movie. 

After eating, you usually get the “itis”. Especially if it was a hefty meal. So, you barely got through 10 minutes of the movie, even though it was your favorite, and fell asleep of Kunikida’s shoulder. As you slept, you curled up closer to him and he only embraced you more. 

This whole experience was a bit strange for Kunikida but a good kind of strange. Everything was new and different but he loved how it made him feel, being with you. And he felt even better with you curled up against him like this. 

But what about my ideals?... He thought to himself. 

He looked over at your sleeping figure and felt his heart flutter and his insides melt again. God, he couldn’t help but smile. 

Forget the ideals…

-•-

“Kunikida~,” Dazai called out to his friend as he stood at the agency’s door.

“What is it Dazai?” Kunikida responded, irritated and keeping his eyes on his work in front of him. 

“You have a visitor.” Dazai turned around and smiled, allowing you to step into the agency and walk over to Kunikida’s desk. He closed the door behind you and walked back over to his desk. 

You gave him a smirk as you walked up to him. “Your friend is… interesting.” You chuckled. 

“Thank you!” Dazai chirped from his desk. You looked back at him and laughed. 

Kunikida had his hand in his pocket and was looking down at you with obvious joy in his face. Your cheeks turned pink and you cleared your throat abruptly with a smile on your face. 

“Anyways! I brought you your jacket. You… y’know…,” You were occasionally looking down and back up at him and lowering your voice more towards the end of your sentence. You didn’t know exactly how Kunikida’s co-workers would respond to the two of you. “Left it at my place last night..” You finished. 

He couldn’t help but laugh at how adorable you were being. But he totally understood why. He himself was very sure about his feelings for you, he just didn’t exactly know how to go about it.

He accepted his jacket. “Thank you, Y/N. I appreciate it.” He noticed the way you were looking at him. As though you need something or you had something on your mind. 

“Is everything o-” 

“Can I talk to you outside?”

He was taken aback. “O-of course.” You grabbed his hand and dragged him outside the door you came in. You shut it, pushed him back a bit and clasped your hands around Kunikida’s cheeks. You brought your faces closer and smashed your lips together. At first what seemed to be a quick and rough kiss slowly melted and turned into a much softer, warm and passionate one. He let his hands nervously wrap around your waist and you smiled. So much joy bubbled up inside of you that you had to break away from the kiss. 

You kept your faces close together as you looked into his green eyes. Well, you tried to. His eyes were still closed from the kiss. You threw your head back and giggled. 

“The kiss is over Kunikida! You can open your eyes now!” You said happily in-between laughs.

“O-oh! I apologize.” He opened his eyes. His cheeks were very red. 

You were still smiling and had your hands on his cheeks. “You’ve never done this before have you?~” 

He smiled a bit and said nervously. “No…” You laughed and the both of you stood there savoring each other in the moment and taking in this huge sigh of relief. You were happy that your ‘glimmer of hope’ was right. And he was happy that you felt the same way he did, and that he never scared you off. 

After a moment, he promised he’d call you after work to talk to you more and you were very much looking forward to that. You both parted ways and Kunikida headed back inside the agency. 

“KUNIKIDAAAA!!!!~” Dazai had wrapped himself around Kunikida and given him a tight hug, swaying him back and forth. 

“YOU NEVER TOLD ME YOU WERE INTO GUYS, YOU TWO WERE SO CUTE-!!” Kunikida pounded him on the head, causing Dazai to fall to the ground.

“SHUT UP YOU IMBECILE!! YOU WERE SPYING ON US??” 

“You guys were right by the window. I could see what you were doing even if I wasn’t trying to spy on you.~” Dazai grinned. 

He had a point. Kunikida sighed and put his palm on his forehead. Dazai may have teased him about it for every single day to come but you made him happy. 

And that was all that mattered.

Hi! My name is Kayla and I’m doing commissions! I’m not going to make a super long post about my story about why I’m doing commissions. I’m sure you’ve heard it all before so I’ll give it to you straight:

I need a pc!

If you don’t know, high-end PC’s are very expensive. Especially ones built for gaming and intensive editing etc. And I don’t want my family to spend over $1,000 dollars on a computer, so I’ve decided to make my own money! The laptop I have now is barely working which not only affects my gameplay but it affects my everyday life for getting assignments done for school too.

I’ll write fanfic and your OCs and even your original stories for you if you feel for whatever reason you can’t. :)

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BNHA

BSD (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Marvel!

Hooky (The Webtoon)

KNY (Kimetsu No Yaiba/Demon Slayer)

I can do x readers, OC inserts, you name it! However, I will not be writing any extreme (or any kind) of smut or extreme gore/violence. Pretty much everything else is up for grabs.

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Shoto~ 

12:26 am

“shotoooo” 

“i cant sleep” 

“are u up?” 

 ...

12:28 am

“no.” 

“dumbass, ik your awake. you just replied to my message.”

...

“what’s the matter? why are you up so late?”

...

12:32 am

“id rather tell u in person” 

“So, you’re going to wait until 8 am? What was the point in you texting me then Y/n?”

“just shut up and come look on your roof.”

...

“YOU’RE ON MY ROOF??” 

Read.

You clicked your phone off and hugged your knees, letting the smile that was on your face fade. Lost in your thoughts, you started messing with your quirk. With your hand in front of your face you started moving it in abstract ways. First producing lightning and letting it spark between your fingers, then producing fire and watching as the flame grew bigger or smaller at your command. 

The flame caught your interest though. With your thoughts jumbled and emotions everywhere, the flame seemed to have a mind of its own. You watched as it grew, not to a dangerous extent but it definitely was a larger flame than the ones you usually make.

You never noticed but Todoroki had been standing there the whole time, observing you. His voice brought you back to reality. 

“Y/n?” He spoke, his voice was firm but still managed to sound full of concern.

Your flame died out and you looked down at him with big attentive eyes. You put on a smile. 

“Shoto! Get your butt up here!” You chirped. 

Reluctantly, Todoroki made his way on-top of the roof with you. He wasn’t stupid. He could tell when his girlfriend was upset about something. So, he sat behind you and pulled you up into his lap, letting his arms wrap around your much smaller frame and resting his head on your shoulder. 

“Now tell me what’s wrong. And don’t try to deny it either. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about you it’s that when you get upset you try to convince the people around you, and yourself, that everything is fine. You get more lively and smile a lot more than usual. And that’s exactly what you’ve been doing. So tell me what’s bothering you.” 

You rested your head back on Todoroki and took a deep breath. “I haven’t told you about my family have I?” You asked him. 

“...No. You never brought it up and I wasn’t gonna pry.” 

You went silent for a moment and let everything come back to you. 

“When I was younger my dad was a workaholic and power-crazy. He ran a business under the city, doing things like handling transactions and other financial things, taking care of imports and exports overseas, and doing business with other companies. But, he stained many hands in the process. Everything seemed fine and legit from the outside but that company had a lot of dirt on its hands. Hell, there was a whole holding cell underground where he kept those who ‘betrayed’ him or that he felt ‘needed to learn a lesson’.” You sighed.

“He was manipulative as hell. He felt that everyone should bow down to him and that everything that he says goes. No one ever dared to talked back to him. Until I had had enough of all the lies and silence and mental fucking abuse.” Todoroki let his hands wander up and down your sides, hoping that his touch would calm you down a bit. 

“One day, the company had a meeting. My dad made this crazy-ass proposal so I said something about it. I stood up out of my seat and shouted at the top of my lungs at him... Then the room feel silent,” You paused. “He was not happy with me. In that moment he ordered me to sit down and told me that I had no say so in how he runs his company... And things were fine.. until we got home.”

You took a deep breath and stared up at the stars. “When we got home he practically threw me inside and ‘challenged’ me to this thing called a Angi Kai. My family has a long line of fire users so my dad said he was “sticking to tradition”... It’s when two Fire users fight until the other is scarred... permanently.”

Todoroki’s eyes widened and his heart sunk hearing this. He had experienced getting a burn like that. Why hadn’t you told him? He was your boyfriend. Did you not trust him enough to tell him before?

“Y/n...” He spoke softly.

You ignored him. You had tears running down your cheeks and you could feel them wet your collarbone as they fell down.

Staring at the moon, all of the pain from the memory came back to you. You had that strange sensation of feeling in your back run up your spine.

You sniffled and rubbed your eyes. “That’s why I couldn’t sleep,” You let out a stuffy giggle as you felt Todoroki put his hands on your shoulders, attempting to turn you around and face him. “I had a bad dream, about my dad..”

You switched yourself around so your legs were cradling his waist and buried your face in his chest.

You sniffled again. “A-and it all felt so real... It’s like, I could feel him.. just.. letting his flames engulf my back. I could hear his harsh words ring through my ears. I-“ You whimpered aloud as you felt your boyfriends hand under your shirt and running along your spine, where your scar was.

It happened years ago but you felt like the burn was still fresh. His hands scared you at first but surprisingly relaxed you.

Your breathing slowed down, and eventually your tears stopped. All you could hear was Todorokis heartbeat.

“I’m so sorry Y/n... You don’t deserve to be hurt like that...”

Despite everything, Todoroki felt bad. He should’ve noticed earlier. He felt like he should’ve done something to prevent you being hurt - even though there was obviously nothing he could do -.

Moments of intimate silence passed. Todoroki didn’t exactly know what to say so the best he could do was listen. And to be honest, that’s exactly what you needed.

Ever since this moment, Todoroki sweared to project you. Even if it meant his life.

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request for @itsaavacahoe :)

guys i’m SO sorry. i’m just now checking my inbox and realizing i got asks :/

i’m not exactly sure WHEN i got the asks so i apologize.

i’m not on tumblr that often but! you are more than welcome to leave requests because i will happily write them.

thanks for understanding!

a/n: i’m feeling down right now and i really need to write comforting bakugou stuff to make me feel better :) school is almost over and i’m really trying to make this last bit count so bare with me !

anyways enjoy!

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Bakugou still doesn’t have to whole “expressing his feelings” thing down so when you first lay down he turns his back to you.

This either ends in him eventually turning around and cuddling you or you’ll bug him enough until he becomes the big spoon and leaves soft (or hard) kisses on your neck.

That only happens when you first start dating mostly (or if he’s in a bad mood)

After dating for a while he’s a lot more confident when with you in private.

He likes being the big spoon; it makes him feel strong and loved that he’s able to hold someone in his arms.

When laying down, he’ll let his hands wander down your sides or arms or let his fingers trace your belly button.

Bakugou doesn’t really know how to keep his hands off of you considering that physical affection is the easiet way for him to express himself.

Sometimes if only feeling small bits of your skin isn’t enough for him, he’ll ask to remove your shirt or something so he can feel more of you.

9 times out of 10 you will because it’s his way of loving you and if we’re being honest, when he’s gentle and lovey with you it makes his touch 10 times more relaxing.

Most of the time you fall asleep on top of him with no blanket because his quirk makes him naturally really warm.

If you put a blanket on you get too sweaty and you get off of him.

Overall Bakugou is just honestly so freaking gentle and warm with you in bed when going to sleep it’s unreal-

A/n: this was requested by @mik-kie and this is a good one!!(also ur my very first fanfic related ask so I was very happy when I saw that! Congrats and thank you!) However this is my first songfic and I wasn’t fully aware of what they were so I just gonna take a shot okay plz be gentle lol

Song: Pretty little birds by SZA (this piece will be more enjoyable if you listen to it while reading I swear!!)

-I came up with this: the song seems to be describing a love that was innocent and pure in the beginning but then began to turn a bit sour. After falling apart, the lovers seem to crave each other more and more and kind of become different people after losing each other.

Also, i wrote this over a period of like 2 months (sorry) so the first part had lyrics but the second part doesn’t just because i didn’t feel like doing the lyric thing anymore.

SO! Without further ado, enjoy this ! (Sorry for the long authors note btw)

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“pretty little bird, pretty little bird,

you’ve hit the window a few times.”

When you first started high school, you were a shy mess, which caused you to quickly become best friends with Izuku Midoriya, Uraraka, and Tenya Lida. You clicked with Deku the most due to you both being fans of the same pro hero’s and even having a series of similar hero analysis notebooks just like him.

You managed to make it into the hero course at UA with your quirk of telekinesis, which kinda made you a bit overpowered when you thought about it.

Meeting and mingling with your classmates was surprisingly easy. Everyone was so welcoming and sweet.

Except one.

Katsuki Bakugou.

When you first tried speaking with him, he obviously didn't seem to like you very much. He blew up in your face a lot or simply told you to leave him alone or ”fuck off”. But every day when you came to class, you observed him- not in a creepy stalker way- but just out of interest. There had to be a reason for his cold attitude. What drives him to go this hard? We're all here for the same reason. What were his morals? Was he damaged in some kind of way? Past trauma? Behind all that toughness and raging fire, there had to be some kind of soft, sweet pit right?

As time went on, you pushed yourself onto Bakugo every day. Always attempting to start a conversation, offering to walk home or partner up for projects. Granted, none of that happened in the beginning, but this time he couldn't escape you. Aizawa had paired everyone up together with a partner to complete a research project on what makes a good hero- but to go deep with it, not just your usual- ”oh they save people!”- bull crap.

The first time you went to Bakugo’s house, everything was awkward and weird. His parents weren’t home and he barely spoke to you.

As time went on though, the more and more you came to his house and interacted with him, he began to grow accustom to you. There were people who he talked to and hung out with sometimes, sure. But you were different. You were interested in him. And you were always smiling. That damn smile.. At this point, you two were pretty close. You’d crack jokes, eat lunch together sometimes at school, and he’d walk you home after working at his place if it were dark because he wanted to make sure you were safe. He‘d never admit that though.

Bakugo grew into liking you, and eventually, he realized that he had a crush on you. Denying it at first, it kept him awake at night contemplating on wether or not he was supposed to be feeling these things.

“told you I like gentle giants so you softened up.”

Your first kiss was magical. Well, that’s how it felt. It took place in his room, —after you asked if you could wear one of his hoodies because you were cold and were obviously too big and fit like a dress— he couldn’t take it anymore so he made the first move and then ended the kiss adruptly. His cheeks were dusted red as he looked away from you. You could read his eyes and tell he was internally conflicted. He was confused, yet happy. Ashamed, yet proud of himself. He couldn’t describe what was going on inside of him.

“Hey..” You cupped your hand on his cheek and guided his face to look at yours. “It’s okay.” You said quietly, giving him a sweet smile. God that smile..

Without hesitation he leaned back into you, kissing you again, causing you to stumble back a bit. His hands gripped your waist and yours rested around his neck as you enjoyed each others warmth and overall prescence.

Pure happiness bubbalating within you, you smiled into the kiss. A bit too much that it ended up breaking the connection and you giggling in Bakugo’s face.

“Shut up, your giggling too much. I can’t kiss you like that..~”

After that, you two were inseparable. Even after the projects were over, you still went to his house for study sessions. Granted, most of those “study sessions” were used as make-out sessions but sometimes you just hung out. You would lay in his lap while he played with your hair while watching a movie or vise versa.

After graduation, both you and Bakugo got recognized by different agencies, though you still lived together and grew closer.

But recently, due to being away all the time and training to become #1 Hero’s, you two have grown distant. Sometimes Bakugo would come home and barely say hello when walking in the door. It was frustrating. You would sit there worrying for hours about him and then he just comes home and says not a word, walking right past you acting as if you didn’t exist.

“do you mean every word you mean, every word?

we hit the window a few times (the wall)”

“Where the fuck have you been?” You stood up from your cozy chair in the living room, putting your book down, as the front door closed and the kitchen light switched on. Bakugo continued to take off his shoes, not listening to you. You walked over to him and saw him in the light which illuminated the scratches and scars that were along his face and his torn clothing.

You felt tears sting your eyes. You lifted your hand up to his chest and let your fingers drift above where his wound was, not touching it directly. “Wha-... Katsuki what happened??” He looked at you and you noticed something different in his eyes. They weren’t his usual soft Bakugo eyes that he gave you most of the time. They weren’t filled with love and compassion. They were filled with anger... and hate? He began walking away from you.

“H-hey! Katsuki I asked you a question!” No response. You sighed and walked up to him. You grabbed his hands, taking them in yours.

“Katsuki please, talk to me. I understand that we’ve both been busy with our agencies but we’ve barely spoken to each other! I... don’t want us to fall apart.” You said the last part quietly. “I’m really worried about you y’know? I try to call you but you never answer, I try to talk to you when you come home but you don’t answer.. Katsu you haven’t been yourself lately-“ He finally spoke but cut you off.

“Shit, will you stop it already?” He said coldly.

You looked up at him out of surprise, your brows furrowed. “...Stop what?”

“All of your whining and shit! It’s annoying and I’m fine.” He said with attitude. You dropped your hands from his and let them hang at your sides.

“Are you serious?” You spat. “So you want me to sit here for hours and NOT worry about you?? Katsuki we’ve known each other for long enough for me to know that your reckless and for you to know that I worry easily.”

“Why do you care so damn much?” He said again, still glaring at you.

“Because I love you you dumbass!” that was rly cliche im sorry

“i can’t stay.”

Bakugo stared at the floor for a moment and then took a deep breath. He looked at you and said words that you’d never forget. “I don’t love you anymore,”

Your eyes widened. “I can’t. Your in the way of my career. You’ve blinded me from my goals all this time,” You furrowed your brows. “At this rate I’ll never become the best with you leeching onto me.” You couldn’t believe what he was saying. His tone was so unforgiving and cold. It stung.

You stepped closer to him and let tears fall out of your eyes. Instead of sobbing you gave him a good, hard slap across his face. “You egotistical bastard!”

You could tell that anger began to build up within him, more than what was already there. He wouldn’t do anything to you though even if we wanted to, he wasn’t that kind of guy.

“when hating you feels good for the night,

when the morning comes I hope your still mine.”

When you woke up the next morning he was gone. He never came back. He never answered your calls, your messages or anything. You even asked Kirishima if you could talk to Bakugo through him but Kirishima said that Bakugo never wanted to talk or he pretended he wasn’t there.

The next few years you spent alone occasionaly. Attempting to feel the same happiness that Bakugo gave you, you forced yourself into relationships with other people which you ended up breaking off. Nothing felt the same anymore.

-•-

The sounds of a sweet bell inside the cafe you worked at trickled in your ears. Your eyes lit up hoping to greet the next customer with the best smile you could give them. “Welcome to Beans n’ Creme cafe what-“ Your face fell. You sighed and looked down at the cash register where you placed orders. ”Your usual right?”

”Mm.” He hummed in response.

”5.84.” You swiped the debit card and watched as he took a seat next to the window and opened his laptop.

”Yo Y/n!” Your best friend coworker called from the back. ”What?” You turned around and snapped a bit more aggressively than you wanted to sound.

”Boss said you're on break.”

”Thank God..” You murmured to yourself as you removed your brown apron, grabbing your cigarette and lighter before you walked out.

You leaned against the wall in the alleyway that separated the cafe and another building and took a long drag on the cigarette in your mouth. As you exhaled you closed your eyes and let your body solemnly sink into the wall. Thinking about him..

Footsteps broke you out of your trance. You looked over, took another drag, and threw it on the ground, putting it out. ”How many more times are you gonna come here and act like I don't exist?” You spat out.

He stopped in his tracks and hesitantly turned towards you. No response. You sighed, “You know what Katsuki I’ve gotten really sick of the silent treatment from you.” You stepped closer to him, the evening light illuminating your features. His eyes were focused on you and they weren't the same ones you saw before. The ones that were filled with anger were filled with... Something else? He wanted to tell you something. Desperately.

”Come to my place.” He spat. Your brows furrowed. ”Excuse me?”

”I-I mean.. Damn it..” You could tell his head was spinning and that he was thinking about everything.

You folded your arms, impatiently waiting for a response. He looked down at the ground and kept his hands shoved in his pockets. ”I have... Things I wanna.. Clear up with.. You..”

You scoffed and unfolded your arms. ”Oh really??-”

”Look this is hard enough as it is!! Let me... try to fix... this, ” He voice grew soft and you tell he was being genuine. And that he really was sorry. You couldn't deny it, you wanted ”this” back too. But after what he did, and what he said to you, that hurt. And you've been angry over the last few years.

You folded your arms again and looked away from him. ”...Okay.”

He hesitantly took a step back from you as if he didn't want to. ”T-tonight. My place. And you better not be late damn it!”

You chuckled, it was nice to see him somewhat be his old self again with such tsundere remarks. You tucked your lose hairs behind your ear and regained your composure as you headed back inside to continue your shift at work.

-•-

You stood in front of your ex-boyfriends house. Anxious. Very very anxious. You stood out there for so long, contemplating all possible outcomes and conversations that could happen.

Was your outfit too flashy? What were you even gonna say? What was he gonna say? What if-

“Get. Your ass. inside all ready.” You looked up and saw Bakugo standing at his door, already a bit pisssd off. “Wha-??! How did you know I’ve been out here?!” You cheeks dusted pink.

Bakugo looked you up and down. “I saw you from the window and waited for you to knock on the door. But you never did. You’ve been standing outside for 15 minutes Y/n, get inside it’s cold.” He stood to the side so you could get in the house. You looked at the ground and hesitantly stepped inside his place as you heard the door close behind you.

Still staring at the ground lost in space, you felt two large hands on your shoulders, making you jump. “Holy fuck- god you scared me...” You brushed a piece of hair out of your face as Bakugo removed your jacket. “Your so jumpy..” He told you before removing it completely. His husky voice pressing up against your ear causing you to blush a bit.

After he threw your jacket onto the couch, you walked into the kitchen and took a seat. “It smells good in here. As always.” You told him while the last part you said quietly.

“Of course it does,” He chuckled. He brought over a plate of chicken Alfredo and sat it in front of you at the table. “Why wouldn’t it?” You began to eat and eventually Bakugo sat down in front of you with his own plate of food. After sitting in silence for a while you found your mind wandering back to what he said a few years ago. You grew angry.

“Yknow I’ve seen you and Midoriya on the news a lot,” you chuckled. “It’s like you two are neck to neck for the #1 hero spot with every crime that appears in the city... You seem to be happy.” You stabbed your fork into your plate of pasta and let the fork fall.

He felt bad. He could tell how your expression had changed and how much you missed him.

and how much of an ass he’d been.

“Why am I here Bakugo? What were your plans tonight?” You looked at him with a bit of sorrow, dead in his eyes.

Honestly, he didn’t even know. He just wanted to fix things between the both of you. Somehow.

He put his hands in his hair with his elbows on the table. “I don’t know okay!! I-... I’m sorry..”

No reponse.

“I... I don’t know how this relationship stuff works and.. I’m not.. that good with handling my emotions-“ You cut him off.

“Yeah I think I’ve concluded that-“

“But, please! I know what I did was wrong ok?.. It was a dick move of me and my head wasn’t in the right place and I know I hurt you and I’m sorry..”

....

“Truth is I still love you Y/n.” Your heart fluttered.

“Wha-“ He cut you off. “I always have...” He looked at you. “I honestly don’t know what.. demon came over me and made me treat you like that, but that wasn’t me... Trust me, hurting you is the last thing I want..”

You felt your heart do summersaults in your chest but you also felt it wedge in your throat. You were really happy but you didn’t know what to say or do. Those are the exact words that you’ve wanted to hear for so long. But now that you heard them, you didn’t know what to do with yourself. You both sat there in silence as Bakugou impatiently waited for your response. After a moment he sighed and frustratedly got up from the table taking both his and your plate and washed them off in the kitchen.

You sat there. And sat there. Until you got overwhelmed with your own emotions. You stood up from the table and practically slammed your body into the back of Bakugous, embracing him in a tight hug from behind as he was washing the dishes. You felt his body tense up as he stopped moving from your sudden movements onto him.

You buried your face in the back of his shirt and let your tears stain his shirt. “..God you don’t know how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that..” You voice was soft.

When he felt your body heave from your quiet sobs, he turned around and took your face in his hands looking really worried. “Hey hey.. stop that.. quit crying..-“ His voice was soft and gentle, a tone you hadn’t heard from him in a long time. You sniffed and shook your head as you placed your hand ontop of his, letting your thumb smooth over the back of his hand. “It’s okay..,” You managed to get out. “These are happy tears..” You gave him a soft smile as you watched his expression loosen from being so worried.

He smiled and let his thumb smooth over your check and wipe a fresh tear away. “..Your damn smile.”

With that your faces became inches away from each other. Bakugou’s crimson eyes stared into yours and you watched as they softened and began to flutter closed.

Next thing you knew you felt Bakugous warm lips on top of yours, slowly pressing into them. You could practically feel the heat radiating between your two bodies.

Your hands dropped from his and slowly wrapped around his neck, attempting to pull your bodies closer. After a hesitant pull away, Bakugou pulled you back in. He bent down a bit and placed his hands under your theigh to pick you up and wrap your legs around his waist.

You let out a small yelp by his sudden movements which led to you uncontrollably giggling as he walked the two of you over to the couch. Once you plopped down, you laid on top of Bakugou and curled into a little ball as you laid on his chest. He let his fingers roam through your hair as you closed your eyes and relaxed, finally feeling content and happy after all this time.

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Okay sorry if this seems desperate but I love writing for you guys so requests are always open!!

Guidelines for requests: (in general)

Sorry but extreme NSFW will not be coming from me. I don’t feel cobmfortable writing it. However, implied NSFW can be written if I’m in the mood or if requested.

What is “implied NSFW” on my blog?

-Implied NSFW on my blog are basically gonna be make-out scenes/intense make-out scenes, or sexual-references. (I don’t know why but I feel like I needed to clarify that.)

Umm I felt like I needed to write this but really I didn’t ig. Basically you can request literally anything except extreme NSFW.

Oh!

Characters I’ll write for:

(this will be updated overtime)

BNHA

KATSUKI BAKUGO (he’s my favorite uwu)

Shoto Todoroki

Izuku Midoriya

Hitoshi Shinso

Eijiro Kirishima

And maybe other characters but I’ll mainly write for these lovely bois listed above uwu (also u can always request others)

Marvel

Peter Parker/ Spider-Man

and i think that’s it but you can always request others!!

BSD (Bungo Stary Dogs)

Osamu Dazai (he’s my number one bb 💞 but isn’t he everyone’s??)

Nakahara Chuuya

Akutagawa (our no eyebrow emo bb needs more love and i’m here for it!!)

Nakajima Atsushi

a/n: happy Valentine’s Day everyone!! (yea I know I’m late shutup-) currently I’m sick and writing this at 12:30 am bcuz I can’t sleep. yay! so here, to make you and me feel better, have some fluffy katsu.

a/n pt2: also the second half of this is rly everywhere because tumblr deleted it and I had to rewrite it. tumblr get urself together plz

I hope you enjoy!!

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It was 2 am and most students are in their dorms asleep at UA. But nope! Not you! Why? You honestly didn’t know. You’ve spent the past three hours trying to make yourself fall asleep and nothing has worked. You hated it. Especially since you had a really big test tomorrow and you needed sleep. Badly.

“Ugh!!” You grunted and threw your pillow against your door for probably the millionth time that night, only to be greeted by a knock at you door following right after. Who the heck was at your door this late? All the other girls were sleeping.

You got up and opened your door to see a face you were not expecting. Not this late at night anyways.

“Katsu..?” He was wearing a white tank top with black basketball shorts and had a pillow in his hand and was looking down at you with somewhat of a - “I really don’t wanna be here right now but I had no other choice”- face. He looked frustrated. He cheeks were also slightly tinted pink.

“What are you doing here? It’s 2 in the morning.” You asked him as would watched as he let himself into your room.

You closed the door and heard the springs of your mattress squeal behind you. He never answered your question and you watched as he spread out in your bed, turning his head against the wall.

“Bakugo?” You folded your arms and stared at the tired blonde as he crashed onto your bed without saying anything. “What?” He harshly mumbled into his pillow, refusing to looking at you.

You and Bakugo weren’t dating but it’s not like your were best friends either. But in a way, you were close. You were one of the people he genuinely wanted to hang out with other than Kirishima and the guys. He showed that in his own curt ways.

You gave out a stiff chuckle, “Why are you in my room?”

He was hesitant with his words. Before he started speaking he gave out a low growl. “I’ve had... things on my mind lately.. And those things are stopping me from sleeping.” You smiled a bit. Was he showing you a bit of his vulnerable side?

You sat down on the edge of your bed— of what little space was left since Bakugo’s body had taken up the entire space— and asked the hothead, “What kinda things?”

“NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS KINDA-THINGS DAMMIT!!” That’s when he turned his head to you and snapped back. Never mind..

You gave out a long sigh as you stretched out onto Bakugo’s back since there was literally no other place to lay out on except the floor. You felt as his body tensed up a bit as it felt the pressure and warmth of your smaller frame placed on top of his. To anyone else he would’ve yelled at them and threw them onto the floor, but for you he didn’t do that.

As you laid down facing the ceiling, you felt a wave a relaxation come over you. You felt more at ease now that Bakugo was in here. You found yourself almost closing your eyes, about to drift off until Bakugo’s voice snapped you out of your trance.

“What was keeping you up?” You could hear the somewhat sleepiness in his voice. It was kind cute..

“Too many things to pinpoint to be honest.. I have a huge physical test tomorrow and writing test which I haven’t prepared for, I have a lot going on at my internship right now, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day and on top of that my parents are gonna be in town... My mother specifically wants to see me nice and settled and happy with a handsome strong man when I grow up, but she’s really pushing it. Like, seriously now that it’s Valentine’s Day,”

Bakugo blushed a bit, hiding his face in his pillow again at the sound of those words.

“It’s just really annoying! And my dad can be a really big asshole sometimes!” You started getting fired up again.

“Families are difficult..” Bakugo chimed in.

“Ugh.. tell me about it..”

After a little bit more silence between you too, a lightbulb went off in your head. You quickly shot up, sitting up straight and gasped, “I HAVE AN IDEA!!!~” You were really excited.

“Whaattt??” Bakugo groaned, turning around to face you. He was a bit pissed. He really wanted to go to sleep and that’s what he came in there to do, but you keep blabbering off at the mouth.

“We should bake together!” You exclaimed, stars practically forming in your eyes. You loved baking, it was a hobby of yours actually. You were a bit upset when you found out UA didn’t offer it as an elective though.

“...Hell no.” The blonde spat bluntly.

You turned around to him and started shaking him back and forth. “C’mon Katsu pleaseeee????-,”

“STOP SHAKING ME-“

“-Baking is fun!! And it’ll take our minds off of our stresses and hopefully tire us more so we can sleep.” You begged him while shaking him as a child would a toy rattle. He sat up and grabbed both of your wrist, yanking them off of him which caused you to fall off of the bed and onto the floor. “Oww..”

He folded his arms and pouted. “I told you to stop shaking me for fucks sake..”

You got up from your position on the floor and grabbed onto the bed, attempting to pull yourself up, giggling senselessly. “Do that again Katsu!!” You stood up and sat down behind Bakugo so you could wrap your arms around his neck, holding onto him. Still giggling. “What’s so damn funny?” He snarled.

“I don’t know!..” You giggled back at him, burying your face in his shoulder from laughing so much.

This was the part of the night where your body is telling you that you obviously need sleep but instead of crashing and passing out, you began to get loopy and giggly. After you regained your composure, you finally asked Bakugo more questions.

“Fine if you don’t wanna bake, then what other strengths do you have in the kitchen?” You were really close to his face, your sweet voice pressing against the blonde boys ear, due to holding onto his neck and pressing up against his body. You weren’t trying anything on purpose, you were just really really tired.

Bakugo thought for a moment. “... I can make a good stir fry.”

“Perfect! Come on!” You got off of Bakugo and headed to your door about to leave with him following behind you.

“Wait, where are we gonna get those ingredients from?”

“The community kitchen on this floor is packed with things! I’m sure we’ll find what we need.”

-•-

You jumped and looked up from your batter you were mixing to pans clattering and crashing on the floor and an irritated Bakugo shushing the loud pans.

“What the hell are you doing??” The whisper-shouted at him. You were trying to keep the noise down since it was 2 am and everyone was sleeping.

“Damn pans won’t shut up!!!” He hissed. “Well what did you think was gonna happen?? You dropped them!”

“NO! ...they fell..” You rolled your eyes and chuckled, continuing to mix your batter.

-•-

You finally put your cake in the oven. Now it was the waiting game you had to play. Meanwhile you checked on Bakugo.

“Oooo, something smells good over here~” You cooed at him. You watched as he slowly mixed the mixture of veggies and chicken with a spatula.

“Gimme the oil.” He told you with he eyes still glued on the mixture he had in front of him. You looked around and found it conviently sitting next to you and handed it to him.

Suddenly a big woosh of fire appeared in front of you and Bakugo as he poured some oil onto the food. You were starstruck. That’s something you saw professionals do on that show where the main cook screams and curses out at all the other chefs for how shit their food is.

“WOAHH! I didn’t know you could do that!! You’ve been holding back on us Bakugo.” You exclaimed.

You watched how he handled the pan and flipped the food that was in it by the flick of his wrist. After letting it sit for a moment longer, he turned the stove fire off and drizzled a brown sauce on top. Then he evenly spread the food onto two beds of rice sitting within their bowls. It smelt so good...

Shortly after, your timer went off for the cake in the oven, breaking you out of your food trance. You rushed over, put on an oven mit, bent over and removed the cake.

You weren’t looking at him directly but you could tell Bakugo shot a good and hard look at your ass. So, you placed the cake on the counter, took off your oven mit and threw it at his face.

“HEY-”

“Keep dreaming pretty boy cause’ your not hittin’ any.” You told him in a somewhat flirtatious manner to toy with him.

The boys face turned really red and tried to deny where his eyes drifted.

“SHUT UP, I WASNT LOOKING AT YOUR-“ You cut him off.

“UM, YEAH. YOU WERE.”

Bakugo folded his arms and grunted under his breath, his face still red. After his cheeks finally returned to their natural state, he walked over to you with his hands shoved in his pockets and stood next to you. “Shit.. liked I’d want to in the first place,” He shamelessly looked around your body to get a better view of your butt. “There’s nothing there to hit. Your flat sweetheart~.” He smugly smirked at you.

Your face turned as red as a fire truck. You stayed quiet and tried to focus on the hot cake in front of you because you had no comeback. And.. he was kinda right..

Trying to ignore him now and not become more of a flustered mess than you already were, you walked over to the fridge and got out cheesecake icing to put on the strawberry cake.

-•-

After everything was done, you and Bakugo decided you didn’t want any cake and left it in the fridge for anyone else who wanted it. But of course, you made the hothead try some of the cake before you put it away. You stuffed it in his mouth and he (of course) denied that he liked it when in all reality it was the best fucking cake he had in his life.

Now, you were both laying in bed, eating Bakugo’s food and bragging to him about how much of a great cook he is and how he should do it more.

Surprisingly, you two clicked really well. You couldn’t figure out why but I just happened. You shared conversations that you obviously couldn’t tell anyone about or else Bakugo would kill you. but you still told uraraka and mina bcuz they were your best friends

You finished you food and set your empty bowl on your nightstand next to you. You turned, laying on your side, and looked at Bakugo. You could tell in his eyes that he wanted to tell you something, he just didn’t know how.

“You like me don’t you?” You spat out.

It was as if your words scared him. His crimson eyes weren’t as filled with anger as they usually were. They were soft.

“That’s why you came in here isn’t it? I’ve been in your head. That’s why you can’t sleep?” Your voice was quiet; you didn’t want to scare him.

He avoided your eyes. “...mhm.”

You smiled. “Your like a puppy.” You scooted closer to him and laid on your back, turning your head to look at him. “You can act all tough and bark a lot. And sometimes you bite but.. really all you want is love and affection. You want someone to care for you the way you secretly care for them,” You raised your hand and let it fall in his hair, playing with it a bit while you spoke. You loved his hair, it was really soft..

As if he couldn’t take it anymore Bakugo kissed you. You could tell the kiss was passionate and gentle but it was also rough. It was relieving for him. And you. Your grip on his hair tightened a bit as he let his arm snaked around your waist.

You both released from the kiss and continued to hold each other, staring into each other’s eyes for a moment. His voice was quite and more intimate with you as your faces remained close together. “Tell anyone about this, and your dead.” You both chuckled.

Bakugo let himself rest on you, his head laying on your chest as he still kept his arm wrapped around you. You left your fingers roaming in his hair as you found it relaxed him and he really enjoyed it.

“Happy Valentine’s Day Katsu..” You whispered to him. But you got no response only to find that he had fell asleep. That quick huh..

Using your free hand, you used your quirk to move the blanket and lay it across the both of you.

Good night..

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