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Todoroki!Bakugou

A/N: YES, this is so cute 💕 and don’t worry, this is not too much at all, it’s perfect, hehe~, now, I hope you’ll like it~ dear anon and sorry for the long wait~ ❤ - Celine

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“Say, how long have you two been together now?”, Ochako leaned in and only this simple question made Izuku blush a little, though when you pulled him closer with your arm around his shoulder, he was immediately leaning more against you, your fingers lazily intertwined. “It’s almost 6 years now.”, he shyly said, earning a kiss against the side of his head from you.

“6 years, huh?”, she sighed, already a little tipsy as she rested her head on the table, “Where is my prince charming already?! I’m sick and tired of waiting. I want my own F/n-kun! Someone who’s showering me in love and affection!”, she announced angrily, before gulping down another shot. “But even after 6 years, you two are still as lovey-dovey as in High School.”, Ashido giggled, also a little tipsy, before she tried cheering up Ochako. “Fucking disgusting.”, was the only thing Bakugou had to say to this, who didn’t even want to come to this class reunion but screw his friends for dragging him into this.

You were just happily smiling, while Izuku felt his cheeks growing warmer, hearing all his friends comment on his relationship, successfully ignoring Bakugou though. “I just love him so much I can’t help it~”, you cheerfully said, making Izuku even more flustered as he squeaked your name, your head now resting on his shoulder, the other hand soothingly drawing along thigh.

He was glad his former classmates were all very supportive, since you loved touching him and announcing your love even outside your house and of course, even though he might get flustered, he loved it, knowing you are not ashamed of him or your relationship.

Everyone continued talking, drinking and eating as you and Izuku were the only ones declining any sort of alcohol. It was not even an hour later when Ochako started the conversation again, on how lucky Izuku got and how she wanted a F/n-kun as well, which made you only chuckle as you kissed his cheek and pressed another on his neck, your thumb gently drawing on the back of his hand as you didn’t dare letting go of it, your boyfriend however being red like a tomato, not liking how much attention there was on you two.

“I know I got lucky…”, it was only mumbled, though you heard him clearly and pulling him a little closer yet again, almost making him sit on your lap, his lips leaving another squeaked “F/n-kun”, though you only furrowed your brows slightly, looking up to him. “F-F/n-kun? What?”, he sheepishly said, however you only pressed a kiss to his lips, squealing heard in the background from the ladies from former class 1-A, before you buried your face at his torso, your arm adjusting as you still held on to his hand.

“That’s not true, I am the one who got lucky, you’re truly amazing.”, your other hand brushing along his thigh, “And so beautiful and handsome too…”, by now, you had forgotten were you where, though Izuku’s squeaky voice that stuttered your name made you look up again, his face all red and almost glowing, before you looked around, being stared at by your classmates, though you just laughed sheepishly when Kaminari said something along the lines of “drunk with love instead of alcohol”.

yeah hi i’m going to make a lengthier part 2 of thisalso i can’t write reader as a completely heartless person bc this has happened to me and it HURTS

“Um, Bakugou?” You fake a grin, acting nervous as you catch the blond’s attention. Even if you were the one who said you could get Bakugou to get on a date with you, you’re a little hesitant. Everyone in school knows about how temperamental he is. Trying to ask him out is a dangerous thing. But you’ve got $50 resting on this bet and you’re not about to lose it. 

He doesn’t respond verbally, only glares at you. 

“I was wondering…” You’re not sure how to ask. he’s glaring at you and your words are caught in your throat.

“Spit it out.”

“Would you go on a date with me?” There’s no mistaking the slight blush on his face, or the way his pupils dilate in surprise. An uneasy feeling settles in the pit of your stomach for some reason. 

“Sure. When?” 

He seems so composed on the outside, but you know better. As you tell him the details of the so-called date, you feel a little bad. Bakugou’s blush hasn’t left yet and you swear he’s about to explode. Still, you set everything up and walk away, shooting a cheery smile his way. 

Deep down, in the back of your mind, you really don’t like what this bet will lead to.

So when you stand by the tree, hands in your pockets, the feeling forms. You can see your friends hiding, barely passable. There’s no sign of Bakugou yet and you begin to hope he doesn’t show. The $50 grows less and less worth the dare. 

“Hey.” 

The second his voice resounds, your friends slide out of their hiding places and $50 is slid into your pocket. You force yourself to smile with your friends, to do your best and not make eye contact with Bakugou. 

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“You’re late.” As you step out of the dorm, you’re met with a frowning Bakugou. You check the time and you’re irked. It’s only a few minutes after noon. Who knew how intense he can be about time? 

“That’s not how you should greet your date, you know.” That’s your reply, sticking your hands in your jacket pockets before looking away. You’re not sure what you’re supposed to expect from him. There’s cliche dates but the male in front of you doesn’t seem very… cliche. He’s brash and will probably fight anyone that looks at him wrong. The one thing you do expect doesn’t happen. The snappy, angry response to your words doesn’t come. 

Instead, “Ready for the date?” 

His somewhat calm words catch you off guard. You nod slowly and one thing you never thought would happen, happens quickly. Your left hand is yanked out of your pocket, pulled into a nearly bone-crushing hold. Bakugou starts to walk, dragging you along by your hand. You’re glad he doesn’t look back. There’s a blush on your face. He’s glad you haven’t tried to walk side by side with him yet- he has a blush too.

As nervous as you are about the date, you really wonder why he’s taking you out. You think it might be an apology. But Bakugou would never apologize for something like that, would he?

“Um, the sport’s festival,” once you begin to talk, he freezes. “Is that why you’re-”

“No!” The shout catches you off guard, you nearly tripping as he begins to drag you again.

You’re not sure where he’s taking you. You go past shops and cafes, arriving in the middle of a street littered with food trucks. The smell of freshly made snacks and food entice you. And he lets you stop in front of each one, examining the menu and food.

The two of you stand on the side of the street, quietly eating your chosen food. While you’re immersed in eating, Bakugou is staring at you. He’s trying to think of what to say, what to do.

“Y/N.” You shift your attention, still chewing. The way he’s looking away from you, how he’s biting his lip and tapping his foot in uncertainty- you find it cute.

“Mhm?”

“You look… okay.” You raise an eyebrow at him.

“I, what?”

Apparently, your question bothers him, eyes meet yours as he glares. “You don’t look fucking ugly, okay?”

His wording is terrible and a little endearing. You nod as you finish your food, trying not to laugh.

“You look pretty good too, Bakugou.”

“Of course I do!” A strong blush forms on his face and you have to laugh. You cover your mouth to stifle them but little giggles still escape. He glares, “What’s so funny?”

“Sorry, sorry. You’re just terrible with compliments.” He scowls at you. But you’re smiling and laugh and god, he loves the way you look right now. Bakugou grabs your hand once again, tugging it.

“I have another place I want to go.”

When you stop in front of a small gym, you want to yell at him. But his hand, it begins to burn you and you realize how this is affecting him. He’s just as nervous, as unsure as you are. You should at least hear him out.

“I thought-” Bakugou lets go of your hand. “We should fight fair and square, right? I came out of nowhere back at the festival.”

You smile, just a little. He’s trying to show that he’s sorry as best as he can, but also taking you on a date that he knows won’t bore you. Sparring might not be your ideal date. Though, spending a few hours evening the score and showing your potential to Bakugou sounds pretty good to you. You open the door and walk inside, holding it open for the blond.

A/N: YES, this is so cute 💕 and don’t worry, this is not too much at all, it’s perfect, hehe~, now, I hope you’ll like it~ dear anon and sorry for the long wait~ ❤ - Celine

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“Say, how long have you two been together now?”, Ochako leaned in and only this simple question made Izuku blush a little, though when you pulled him closer with your arm around his shoulder, he was immediately leaning more against you, your fingers lazily intertwined. “It’s almost 6 years now.”, he shyly said, earning a kiss against the side of his head from you.

“6 years, huh?”, she sighed, already a little tipsy as she rested her head on the table, “Where is my prince charming already?! I’m sick and tired of waiting. I want my own F/n-kun! Someone who’s showering me in love and affection!”, she announced angrily, before gulping down another shot. “But even after 6 years, you two are still as lovey-dovey as in High School.”, Ashido giggled, also a little tipsy, before she tried cheering up Ochako. “Fucking disgusting.”, was the only thing Bakugou had to say to this, who didn’t even want to come to this class reunion but screw his friends for dragging him into this.

You were just happily smiling, while Izuku felt his cheeks growing warmer, hearing all his friends comment on his relationship, successfully ignoring Bakugou though. “I just love him so much I can’t help it~”, you cheerfully said, making Izuku even more flustered as he squeaked your name, your head now resting on his shoulder, the other hand soothingly drawing along thigh.

He was glad his former classmates were all very supportive, since you loved touching him and announcing your love even outside your house and of course, even though he might get flustered, he loved it, knowing you are not ashamed of him or your relationship.

Everyone continued talking, drinking and eating as you and Izuku were the only ones declining any sort of alcohol. It was not even an hour later when Ochako started the conversation again, on how lucky Izuku got and how she wanted a F/n-kun as well, which made you only chuckle as you kissed his cheek and pressed another on his neck, your thumb gently drawing on the back of his hand as you didn’t dare letting go of it, your boyfriend however being red like a tomato, not liking how much attention there was on you two.

“I know I got lucky…”, it was only mumbled, though you heard him clearly and pulling him a little closer yet again, almost making him sit on your lap, his lips leaving another squeaked “F/n-kun”, though you only furrowed your brows slightly, looking up to him. “F-F/n-kun? What?”, he sheepishly said, however you only pressed a kiss to his lips, squealing heard in the background from the ladies from former class 1-A, before you buried your face at his torso, your arm adjusting as you still held on to his hand.

“That’s not true, I am the one who got lucky, you’re truly amazing.”, your other hand brushing along his thigh, “And so beautiful and handsome too…”, by now, you had forgotten were you where, though Izuku’s squeaky voice that stuttered your name made you look up again, his face all red and almost glowing, before you looked around, being stared at by your classmates, though you just laughed sheepishly when Kaminari said something along the lines of “drunk with love instead of alcohol”.

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Character: Bakugou Katsuki

Request: Hello! Can I get a bakugo katsuki from mha with a male so who has two quirks one is mind reading and the other one is he can move things with his mind. No one knows he has a mind reading quirk. You can make the male reader tell it to everyone after a while. If you can’t it’s alright. Thank you either way. I’m grateful for more trans reader inserts.      

Warnings: slightly misgendering at first, but not intentionally; also cursing (I didn’t have to put too much thought into it because I curse a lot irl so I’m used to it lol)

Notes: I don’t know if I wrote him too ooc, but at least it has a happy ending. I’ve spent 10 minutes looking for a gif where he’s smiling and there’s none. That’s just sad.

Quirks. The proof that humanity was constantly evolving.

Once they had been a rarity, something people feared and admired at the same time; now it was pretty common with 80% of the population having one.

As previously stated, humanity is constantly evolving so it wasn’t that much of a surprise when you manifested two of them: Telepathy and Telekinesis. The doctors had made sure that your body could handle it and that it wouldn’t affect your health negatively, but once they made sure everything was okay they let you go as if nothing had happened.

Your parents had advised you to only let others know about the telekinesis for your own safety.

Years went by and you met Katsuki, a hot-headed, aggressive guy that was as handsome as he was terrifying- but fundamentally a good person. Being able to read his mind had been crucial to become friends with him. And also to understand why he had froze with a frown on his face when you came out to him as trans right before the winter break.

<<Does that mean that she’s a dude? I mean, that HE’s a boy. (Y/N)? (Y/N)… yeah, it suits him. Am I the only one who knows? What should I say? Have I been silent for too long? Oh my God what if I’m offending he– him. Him. Katsuki Bakugo don’t be a fucking asshole for fuck’s sake.>>

You had chuckled then and brought his attention back to the moment using your telekinesis and tugging on his backpack. Then he had smiled brightly and promised to always be by your side no matter what, for you were one of his best friends.

Your parents had supported you with their whole hearts only slipping a couple times before getting used to your name and pronouns. Transitioning had been a fairly positive experience, although mentally exhausting. Once you went back to school and reunited with the class, they were as welcoming and friendly as ever, jumping to defend you even when you had clearly told them that you didn’t need it. You didn’t mind it too much though, it made you feel loved.

Then your heart had decided that everything was going too well and came up with a thousand reasons why Katsuki would be the perfect boyfriend. And thus you developed a crush.

One day All Might had decided that there was no way better to know your classmate’s strengths and weaknesses than to fight them. You had to fight in pairs, changing partners every few minutes. Turns out that you had improved quite a lot, because one moment you were struggling to keep up with Katsuki and the next you almost broke a table over his head. Scared, you had run to him apologizing. He was equally surprised.

“You don’t have to fucking kill me to get good grades, dude.”

“Getting rid of you would put me in the first place,” you answered, hearing the joking tone he had used “but looks like I wasn’t fast enough.” You grinned and winked at him. And, only to be completely sure that he hadn’t got hurt, you let yourself listen to his thoughts.

<<Oh. Oh shit. Holy fucking shit. (Y/N) fucking winked at me. That was- he’s– Holy shit. I’m gay.>>

Okay you hadn’t expected that.

You both stood there for a while, blushing and not meeting each other’s eyes.

A couple weeks later you asked him out.

You had been dating for months when you decided to tell him about your secret quirk.

“Hey, Baku… can I tell you something?”

“I love you too.” You chuckled and he smiled back.

“Yeah, I know. And I love you, but that’s not what I want to talk about.” Now curious (and a bit uneasy) he focused on you.

“I’m listening.”

“You know that my quirk is telekinesis, right? Well, so… turns out it wasn’t the only quirk that manifested when I was four.”

“What? A second quirk?”

“Yes. You see, the doctors said that it wasn’t anything dangerous and that in a couple years probably more people would be able to have more than quirk. You know, evolution and all that.” You took a deep breath and stared intently at the ground. “I can read minds.” Katsuki’s face paled and you started to watch his features harden in anger. Before he could accuse you of anything, you jumped to your defense. “I don’t use it unless necessary, I swear. I respect privacy and I would never invade someone’s thoughts knowing that it could end up hurting them.”

“Have you ever used it on me?”

“I…”

“Tell me, (Y/N), have you?”

“…yes”

He turned around and left.

You didn’t know what to do, you were too lost. You felt guilty. And sad. So, so sad. You had screwed up big time.

The week went by slow. Everything was dull,your classmates were starting to worry about you and Katsuki didn’t even look at you.

One day, between classes you heard Izuku talking to Katsuki.

“That’s all, Kacchan?”

“‘That’s all’ you say? Goddamnit Deku my boyfriend tells me he can read minds and you shake it off as if it wasn’t a big deal.”

“It isn’t. Asui, Momo and I already knew.”

“You fucking what? He told you?”

“Nope, we just figured out. While training he seemed to know exactly what his opponent was going for, and acted consequentially.”

“Why dind’t I figure it out?” You barely heard Katsuki mumble.

“You tend to lose yourself in the fight. You act on impulse. Oh and also because you’re hopelessly in love with him.”

“Shut up, Deku.” You watched as Katsuki sat down with Izuku by his side. Sighing, he looked at the floor. “I fucked up, Deku. He told me and I just…”

“What? Got up and left?”

“How did you-?”

“I didn’t expect more, really.” Said Izuku, chuckling. You had to stop yourself from snorting.

“Deku you’re on thin fucking ice here. I’m not in the mood for this bullshit right now.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Have you tried talking to him?” Silence. “Then do it. Go talk to him. He’s been sulking all week aswell. You’re a good person, Kacchan, you just need to be less egocentric.”

Right when Katsuki grabbed the collar of Izuki’s shirt, his eyes showing pure annoyance, you stepped out.

“Katsuki, can we talk?”

The two boys looked at you wide-eyed. Izuku saw the opportunity to run away and so he did.

“(Y/N)… I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry, too, for not telling you before.”

“Well… turns out that I could have figured it out if I had paid attention, so… it’s not only your fault.” He smiled slightly.

“I’ve missed you, Baku.”

He took a few steps in your direction and embraced you.

“Have you read my mind since…?”

“No. I didn’t want to make things worse…”

sorry, this is kind of short!! It’s been sitting as a WIP for like a month now whoops so I decided I wasn’t gonna try and draw it out and take any longer. Hope you enjoy! (and if this was requested bc it was your birthday happy very late birthday!

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You were a lot more enthusiastic than Bakugou, but judging by the small smile that tugs at his lips now and again you could tell he didn’t hate it as much as he wanted you to believe. You knew if Bakugou truly hated this, he wouldn’t let you get away nearly half the stuff you’re pulling off, like holding onto his arm, or going on the same ride for the third time in the few hours you’ve spent at the theme park. “Only because it’s your favorite,” he says as he begrudgingly stands in line with you again. It was your birthday, after all, so you were going to abuse every extra privilege you got because of it.

You and Bakugou had agreed to go to this park about a week ago when he was asking you about anything you’d like to do. Bakugou wasn’t that big on celebrating his own birthday, but you were a completely different story. You were a simple man and just wanted to go to a theme park, so that’s precisely what the two of you did.

And honestly, you couldn’t be happier. You were having a great time with Bakugou not so begrudgingly accompanying you to anything you’d like to do. It had been a great few hours, and now the two of you were settling down to get some food to eat for lunch. It was a bit of a struggle finding something the two of you were in the mood for and/or could eat, but you eventually found something agreeable and sat down, ordered, and waited for your food.

“So…” Bakugou starts, fidgeting with his fingers as subtly as he possibly can. “Are you… having fun? With me? Today, I mean.”

You blink at him, the question catching you a little off guard, before smiling at him. “Yeah. I’m having a fantastic time; I’m thrilled you brought me here!”

A relieved smile finds its way to Katsuki’s lips as he tries his best to hide it by turning away. “It’s good you’re having fun. It’d be pretty shitty if you weren’t.”

“Honestly, Katsuki, I’m just touched you brought me here. I know we planned this together but… this is something that I really love, and I’m glad you’re willing to put up with me indulging myself.”

Bakugou gets a smug look, speaking proudly. “Tch. Of course, I’d be a pretty shit boyfriend if I didn’t, right? I gotta be the best, and if that means watching you run around like an idiot every once in a while, then so be it.”

After that, your food arrived. The two of you ate quickly while making some small talk so you could get back to wandering around as fast as you could before it was time to head home. Needless to say, you had a blast dragging Bakugou along. You were eager to get on the rare ride Bakugou pointed out, if only to indulge him a little bit.

Unknowingly to you, though Bakugou was perfectly content watching you have fun. Though he would never admit it to your face, seeing your bright expression was enough to put a warm feeling in his chest the whole day. It made his heart squeeze any time you did anything particularly endearing. We silently wondered how he got such a good guy on his side.

The two of you played rigged arcade games just for the heck of it. Surprisingly, you were able to get a prize for once in your god damn life, stop Bakugou from fighting one of the staff members, and deal with a particularly ignorant girl who couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that you were both men and dating, all in the same day while still staying sane. And in a good mood too, thanks to the snow cone Bakugou bought you after your run-in with the lady (you were sure that if he wasn’t going to kill a staff member, he was going to kill her). He also may or may not have kissed you, claiming that he “wanted to taste some of the syrup from the cone.” You offered the cone to him. He didn’t want any.