Rating: M

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shoto

Warnings: odd swear word ~ heavily implied sex ~ established relationship

Inspired by this

Shoto smoothed out the crease in his shirt as he turned slightly, getting a better look at himself in the full length mirror. It wasn’t his normal choice of outfit but Katsuki had insisted that he needed something more appropriate for meeting his parents than his normal leggings and an oversized sweatshirt. So for tonight Shoto was in a charcoal grey role neck that he had tucked into loose fitting black slacks, a pair of smart black shoes poking out from the hem and a matching belt keeping his trousers pulled in at the waist. The muted colours made the red and white of his hair stand out more, made his blue eye pop according to Katsuki and though he would much rather be in his usual comfortable cloths Shoto could admit that he looked rather good if not a little unusual.

Sighing Shoto decided he looked as good as he was going to and that he probably couldn’t put off the inevitable any longer. With one final look in the mirror and a final tweak of his hair Shoto turned and headed for the door, pulling it closed behind him as he slipped out into the living room. His shoes clipped against the wood as he made his way across the living room and towards the kitchen, intent on getting himself a glass of water in the hopes to calm his nerves about meeting Katsuki’s parents. He glanced up briefly as he went, his eyes instantly going to Katsuki who was sprawled across the sofa, eyes firmly fixed on his phone as his thumbs moved rapidly across the screen.

He looked good but that wasn’t anything new. Katsuki always looked good. His button up shirt was a deep red, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the top couple of buttons left open to show off his collar bone and the two silver chains that hung around his neck. Katsuki wasn’t normally one for jewellery but tonight he had seemed to disregard that and gone all out, his fingers ladened with silver rings and a series of silver and leather bracelets on his wrist. Paired with his black nail varnish, eyeliner and smart black slacks he looked liked he had just stepped out of the pages of one of his parents fashion magazines. The only thing that was missing were a few earrings but Katsuki had been adamant about not getting them when Shoto had brought it up. Something about getting in the way when he was on duty and Shoto had been forced to shelve that particular idea. At least for a little while anyway.

Sighing Shoto turned back to the kitchen, busying himself with getting his glass of water. It wasn’t that he was nervous about meeting Katsuki’s parents, more like he was nervous about them meeting him. Shoto’s lack of social skills were well documented and though he knew this was an important step in his and Katsuki’s relationship he didn’t really feel the normal panic and nervousness that everyone else seemed to in this kind of situation. Shoto was, well he was Shoto and nothing was going to change that and that meant he was approaching this with the same aloof detachment he often felt when meeting new people. They would like him or they wouldn’t. Simple as that and he didn’t think their opinion would change how Katsuki felt about him.

Rating: T

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x gn!reader

Warnings: memory loss ~ a couple of swear words ~ sad Bakugou ~ vague reference to sex ~ aged up characters

You and Katsuki had been together for just over a year when he gets the call.

They tell him it had been a quirk accident, a villain losing control when faced with capture. You had been on your way back to your agency, your shift long since over and already running late to meet Katsuki when you had come across a bank robbery in progress. It hadn’t mattered that you should have been back home an hour ago, or that you had plans with the blonde. You were still in uniform, a hero through and through, so you had gone after the robbers, confident that you would succeed and be on your way again quickly.

You had always been a little overconfident though, so sure of yourself and the other heroes you surrounded yourself with. It’s one of the reason Katsuki had even spoken to you in the first place, annoyed when you had shrugged off your teams concerns when discussing a raid on a drug smugglers base of operations. It had pissed him off enough that Katsuki had stayed behind to yell at you, convince you would be a reckless liability. You had proven him wrong though, your confidence well earned and resulting in a dozen criminals in custody. He had been impressed though still angry about your blatant disregard for your own safety, but it wasn’t like you were the first hero like that and he doubted you would be the last.

Thank you to @fluffyfluffytime for the amazing art for my Twos Company Threes A Crowd series. You are amazingly talented and I adore you. Thank you so much for this truly amazing gift.

Well, memory loss it is then.

Rating: E 18+ (minors do not interact)

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader

Summary: Katsuki's been jealous of yours and the half 'n' half's relationship since the get go but seeing the two of you out together like it's some sort of date finally pushes him over the edge, his temper finally getting the better of him. It probably wasn't his best idea to show up at your place, screaming blue bloody murder and trying to break your door down, just like it wasn't a good idea to threaten your nosy next door neighbour but Katsuki was desperate, already falling apart before he had even seen that murderous look in your eyes. He couldn't lose you, not to that two tone bastard.

A/N at bottom of post

Katsuki’s fist collided with the door with two loud bangs in quick succession causing it to rattle in its frame. He was probably using too much force, his anger getting the better of him, but he couldn’t help it. He was pissed off and he had never been good at keeping his anger in check at the best of times.

When he had decided to come over Katsuki had had every intention of apologising to you, of making things right because he knew he had been wrong to act the way he had. He had even managed to calm down to go get you flowers, scrutinising ever bunch or roses and tulips until he found one that he deemed good enough to give you. He had it all planned out, how he was going to hand them over with an apology that didn’t sound half asked and an explanation to his outburst. It would have been perfect, would have had you smiling and inviting him in with that coy look in your eyes, but Katsuki had made the mistake of looking at his phone, originally wanting to check the time but instead being greeted with his news feed and the latest gossip headline.

The photos of you and Todoroki had been everywhere, appearing quickly amongst the trashy gossip sites and fan run blogs. Each and every one of them saying the same thing, unknowing of what it was doing to Katsuki. He had just stood there on the street, rooted to the spot and staring down at your bright smile and amused eyes that were completely focused on the other man. Katsuki knew the restaurant you were in, had been saving up for months to be able to take you for your birthday but just like always that bloody half ‘n’ half bastard had gotten there first, proving once more that Katsuki just wasn’t enough when it came to you.

A continuation of this.

The next time you meet Dynamite it’s actually planned and somehow that feels a thousand times worse than the random encounters from before.

It’s been a couple of months since the last time you had seen him, your little fluff piece having done well enough that it had landed you with a couple more lighthearted assignments that had been a welcome break from all the serious doom and gloom you tended to get lumbered with. Not that you didn’t like the serious stuff, just, it got a little monotonous when that’s all you ever dealt with.

In the few months since seeing him you had managed to convince yourself that all you felt for the man was a childish crush, the whole mysterious enigma thing he had going on making you fixate on him more than you would any other man who had caught your eye over the years. After all, you were a journalist and unpicking mysteries, and half-truths was one of your favourite things to do and the hero was definitely a mystery but that’s all it was. The thrill of unravelling a new and admittedly handsome mystery. Dynamite was a private person to the extent that no one really knew anything about him outside of his hero work and you were just dying to be the first one to unravel all his secrets. That’s all. Definitely not a full-blown attraction to the man that just got worse the more time you spent with him.

So, you got on with your life, pushing the explosive blonde to the back of your mind as best as you could considering he was all over the news and instead channelled all your attention and effort into your work. For the most part it worked, that was until an assignment landed on your desk that threatened to undo all your hard work.

Pairing: pro hero Bakugou Katsuki x gender neutral reader

Warnings: a hand full of swear words and the briefest most non-descriptive mention of sex having happened at some point

A/N: happy white day, here have some more fluffy goodness 😘

A continuation of this

This was turning into a nightmare.

Not the moving in together. No that had gone as perfectly as it could and true to his work Katsuki had been in before the end of the week, his stuff easily fitting in with yours. He had already been practically living at yours any way so it hadn’t been that big a deal, the two of you already used to sharing the same space. Sure there had been a few teething issues but that was to be expected. You were spending more time together than you had been, now not just working in the same agency but living together as well and there were bound to be a few personality quirks that neither of you had known about the other until you were actually living together. They weren’t deal breakers but they were annoying and compromises had to be made so you didn’t start screaming at one another.

It didn’t help that for the first couple of weeks your schedules didn’t quite match up, resulting in a miscommunication that led to your first big argument. You were both stubborn to a fault and those first couple of days afterwards had been full of a tense silence that neither of you had known how to fix. It had taken dunce face of all people to work out what exactly had gone wrong and point it out to the both of you, leading to a very awkward apology from the both of you and a promise to communicate better. Since then things had been fine, great even and the two of you were back to normal, Katsuki smugly rubbing his relationship in the faces of his single friends.

No, the problem Katsuki had was that he needed to come up with some gesture for white day that was equal if not better than you asking him to move in with you on Valentine’s Day and he had nothing.

Pairing: pro hero Bakugou Katsuki x gender neutral reader

Warnings: a hand full of swear words and the briefest most non-descriptive mention of sex having happened at some point

A/N: happy mandatory declaration of love day, here have some fluffy goodness just to show how much I care about you 😘

Katsuki is naturally suspicious of the box that’s been left on his desk.

It’s small, the box a dark green, so dark in fact that it’s borderline black and wrapped in a burnt orange ribbon that had been neatly tied into a bow. There’s no name, no card attached to say who it’s for but it’s got to be for him. It’s on his desk and in his hero colours so who else would it be for. What he can’t figure out is who would be stupid enough to even attempt to confess to him.

He’s not exactly been quiet about his dislike for the overly romanticised holiday, even going as far as blowing up the heart themed decorations the office manager had tried to put on his desk. It was a well known fact that Katsuki didn’t go in for all that romantic crap at the best of times so why someone would think that he would be into the whole Valentine’s Day, declaring who you like with chocolates was beyond him. Especially considering they hadn’t even stuck around for Katsuki to tell them where they could shove it. Now he was actively going to have to go look for this person so he could turn them down unless they think his silence is some form of acceptance.

“I see someone’s got an admirer.” Katsuki flicked his eyes up at the familiar voice, watching as you perched against the edge of his desk and clearly amused by the situation Katsuki found himself in. He was glad someone was finding the funny side of things because Katsuki most definitely wasn’t. Grunting he turned his attention back to the box, glaring at it like that would get it to reveal its secrets. “Oh come on, don’t be like that. It’s just a bit of fun and I know you’re not against having a little bit of fun, Kats.” Your slightly suggestive tone had him glancing up at you again, just in time to catch you winking at him. He hated that he could feel himself blush at your teasing reminder of what the two of you had been doing just that morning.