This Is Me If U Even Care

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── .✦ "STUBBORN HEART" ─ Bakugo Katsuki

for some reason i was beefing with mha (dont ask me even i dk why) but we made up sooo here is a lil bakugo content (i missed u boom boom boy) content : one shot. fluff. bakugo being in denial. 658 words

Katsuki Bakugo prided himself on his unshakeable concentration and determination. Feelings were a distraction, a disturbance that had no place in his life while he strived to be the best hero. Yet lately, he was thinking about you for no reason at all.

It began innocently enough—a little joint training here, a mission there. But soon enough, he grew aware of the faint catch in his breath when you laughed, the involuntary tightening of his fists when others stood too close. He brushed these aside as minor irritations, attributing them to anything but the feelings growing that he would not admit.

"Dammit," he growled under his breath, closing his locker perhaps a bit harder than strictly necessary. "What the hell is wrong with me?"

His internal struggle did not go unnoticed. Kirishima, ever the perceptive friend, lifted an eyebrow as he approached. "Yo, Bakugo. You alright? You've been kinda tense lately."

"Mind your own business, Shitty Hair," Bakugo responded, the ends of his ears tinting a light pink. "I'm fine."

But our poor boy wasn't okay. Each encounter with you made him increasingly flustered, increasingly disturbed. He caught himself analyzing each word you'd say, each look you'd give him. Were you being nice? Or was something else going on? Not knowing ate at him, feeding his annoyance.

One evening, after a particularly intense training session, he spotted you giggling with Kaminari. A sharp, unwelcome pang of jealousy stabbed him in the chest. His vision narrowed, and the next thing he knew, he was stalking over, his usual scowl darker than normal.

"Hey, Dunce Face," he bellowed, causing you and Kaminari to step back. "Can't you just leave people alone?"

Kaminari blinked, looking confused. "Uh, we were just talking, man."

"Go talk somewhere else," Bakugo growled, his eyes darting towards you briefly before he looked away. "Some of us need to focus."

You observed him, your eyes a blend of amusement and interest. "Alright, Bakugo?"

"I'm fine," he snarled, the lie evident to everyone but him. "Just. get out of my way."

As he stalked away, his mind reeled. Why should he care who you talked to? Why should it infuriate him so? The questions circled and circled, offering no solace.

He couldn't sleep that night. Whenever he tried to close his eyes, your face would pop up, and with it, that infuriating warm sensation in his chest. He snarled, pressing his face into his pillow. "This is stupid," he muttered. "I'm not some love-struck dumbass."

Yet denial could take him only so far. The more he struggled against it, the more powerful the feelings became, until finally he could no longer hold it in.

Backing you into the hallway after class, he took a deep breath, his normal confidence trembling. "Listen," he started, his voice rough. "I don't know how to say this without making myself sound like a damn idiot. I like you. Not in a friendly way. And it's driving me insane."

You blinked, taking in his words. "Bakugo."

"I'm no good at this kind of thing," he went on, staring immutably at the floor. "But I had to tell you. Do what you like with that information."

There was a pause between you, then you edged closer, reaching up to tip his chin up so his eyes met yours. "You're an idiot," you whispered, a smile pulling on your lips. "But I like you too." Relief flooded him, though he would never acknowledge it. "Good," he muttered, a small, real smile cracking his habitual scowl. "About time."

 In that instant, Bakugo Katsuki realized that maybe, just maybe, letting someone into his stubborn heart wasn't as terrifying as he thought.

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me when a bad bitch tells me to do something

smut fanfic abt nerd!gojo x reader doing their first after they went a big fight at college? 😏🤭

Angry sex

Waaah! my first request im so nervouss😓😓 From what i understand, Nerdjo and fem!User had a fight and once at home they did their first time as kinda.. angry sex????

ihihihi i like this 😋😋 I'll try my best, ofc correct me if this wasn't what you had in mind 🥹

Hypnosis: Satoru and User had an argument about some stupid things about some exams i mean, it's not that important for the fanfic! and yeah uhh, the moment they are at home they end up being angry and freaky😋

Nerdjo x Popular!Fem!User ; jujutsu kaisen college au

Warning: malexfemale ; angry sex fem! receiving ; mean Nerdjo ; nsfw ; mdni

You really don't know how you ended up in this situation. the moment before you were arguing, him and his nerdy comments, "erm... actually 🤓☝️" that made you roll your eyes and retort with some insult. And now, you don't have time to get into your shared apartment - damn whoever had the idea of splitting the apartment costs and living together - that Satoru is all over you, his hungry lips on yours and his strong arms holding you pressed against the wall.

"are you stupid? you know that if I tell you something it is scientifically correct" he hisses against your lips, brows furrowed, eyes angry. If you weren't pissed off too, you'd think he was extremely hot. But in that moment though, the only thing you want to do is slap him and fucking kiss him.

The reason for your fight? One of the popular kids in school, a fool who even remotely thought he had a chance with you. and you, just as stupidly, smiled and giggled as if you were appreciating his advances. "Fucking nerd—do you think if I knew he was flirting I would flirt back?" you spit, just as nervously. But God, the sexual tension between you is so thick. "Are you sure you're not the stupid one?"

Let's face it, that wasn't very smart of you, but is it your fault for being so unaware of the effect you have on people? For a popular girl, you're pretty naive, and Saforu has always loved that. Well, until now.

With a huff, Satoru lifts you up by your thighs and carries (read, throws) you to the couch in your living room, his lips immediately on your neck, biting and sucking. You've never seen him like this, so hungry for you, so bold. "The only stupid thing I have is you" He murmurs on your neck, moving his lips down and kissing your collarbone, nibbling it, making you gasp.

"But don't worry, I'll fuck the stupidity out of you" with those words, his hands move down to undo the button of your jeans, slipping his hand into your panties. You hiss, your hands reaching for his hair to pull. "I should be the one to fuck the jealousy out of—fuck" you arch your back as his fingers not so delicately rub between your folds.

He laughs, a mocking laugh, and you feel your cheeks redden slightly. After all, you're soaking wet. Soaking wet from arguing with Satoru. How pathetic can that be? "All this for me, sweet? are you getting off on being insulted by me? adorable, really" His fingers slide easily inside you, his rhythm fast and mean. It doesn't take long before your clothes fall to the floor, leaving you naked beneath him.

"Shut up, stupid nerd" you almost growl, your words interrupted by a groan "You're not joking either, I can feel how hard you are" your foot She teases his hard cock and almost whimpers. Cute.

But he doesn't seem to like it. Removing his fingers from your pussy, a trail of your juices connecting from his fingers to your hole, shivers running through your body. "This is what seeing you with other losers has on me."

As if he wasn't lame enough, but you don't express that thought. Biting your lip you watch him take off his shirt, admiring his muscles and causing a smirk to form on his lips. "Do you like what you see mh?" and with those words, he takes off his pants and boxers.

oh my god. his cock is huge. maybe the biggest you've ever seen. seeing your expression, Satoru feels a rush of pride. he's the one who makes you feel this way, not some sports addict. But then, you realize something.

"Wait—are we really doing this?” your voice shakes for a moment and suddenly you’re nervous. it’s your first time. But to Satoru it doesn't really seem to matter. "You think you're so smart, and then you ask me questions like that? Don't worry your pretty little head and let me do it."

His hand grabs your ankle and he pulls it over his shoulder, your legs now open in front of him, his cock hard and dripping, dying to enter you. "Now relax, I'll make you forget about that fucking jock" and in an instant, Satoru is inside you. You're already wet, so it goes in easily, but it hurts.

a pain that makes you moan and arch your back in an almost obscene way. "Fucking asshole! at least go slow—shit" You moan, your body slamming against his, your moans filling the room. Satoru doesn't respond, instead he increases the force of his thrusts, a punishing pace, probably.

"God—if I knew fucking you would feel this good, I would have done it a long time ago," he smirks, pushing your legs against your chest, almost doubling you over and his cock hits so perfectly that point inside you that makes you see stars. "I bet none of those popular guys you were fucking around with got laid that good, did they? this nerd's dick makes you feel so good, doesn't it?"

In the meantime, you can't even formulate a concrete sentence, only moans and whimpers come out of your lips and his degrading words do nothing but make you feel even more disgusted. You didn't know you loved this this much.

"That's right, moan for my cock. You won't even be able to rest your ass on a chair when I'm done with you," Satoru says. It's not a threat, but a promise. Moving closer to your neck, he peppers him with kisses, marking your skin and biting it. "So everyone," he moans between kisses, "will know the popular girl is with the nerdy loser."

Not that you mind. Satoru's jealousy is so hot. It makes you want to make him jealous more. You feel his hips shaking against you, you feel him hardening more, his cock swelling inside your spongy walls, your mouth opening in a silent moan. "Toru! damn it—I'm close, so damn close"

Your words seem to awaken another strength inside Satoru, who starts moving his hips again and fucking you so damn hard, chasing your orgasm. "Come on, pretty, give me what I know you want to give me. you're so close, I feel you so fucking tight"

with those words, you come, moaning and writhing in his arms. and you feel it too, as he swells inside you, before filling you with his seed. Falling on top of you, Satoru is panting and seems in much better spirits. "See pretty? It's scientifically proven that fucking improves your mood. Don't you feel better? Because I definitely feel better"

you can't hold back a laugh, pulling his hair lightly, he's still deep inside you. "I should make you jealous more often, you fucking nerd."

woahhh that's crazy!!! i never wrote a nsfw like this and I know, the end is kinda rushed buuut, understand me!

i hope you like it yall<33💕

This is canon

Zayne trying to be the voice of reason 😭

nerd!gojo is so cute! please give him a kiss on the cheek for me.

you stare at the note you found in your locker. it's written in glittery purple ink, which only adds to the insult.

gojo, "cute"??? give him a kiss on the cheek???

like an ill omen summoned by its name, a terrible presence looms over your shoulder, "watcha got there?"

"hate mail." you say dispassionately as you quickly shove gojo away.

when you face him, you see gojo's face change - smooth features and rounded eyes hardening into anger.

"hate mail?" gojo frowns, "in your locker? who would send that?!"

"you want a list?" comes geto's snarky voice. "she's kind of a bitch."

you shoot him a glare, but gojo speaks before you can.

"don't talk about her like that."

the room feels a little bit colder. since when did gojo sound so... mean?

"i'm just saying," geto says, shrugging, "you'd know better than anyone, she's always on your ass."

"yeah, my ass," gojo turns to you, a pout on his face, "you're not bullying other people, are you? i don't have any other bullies."

only satoru gojo could get into an argument this stupid.

"no," you drone, "your drain on my time and attention is uncontested."

rather than being ashamed of this, gojo looks absolutely tickled.

even when you punch him in the shoulder, his good mood is undampened.

"nerd," you grouse, stalking off to your next class, which gojo naturally follows.

it sucked being in the same classes as him, but at least it meant you could get his help. he really is a huge nerd. all those hours you put into it, and he seems to understand everything effortlessly.

the class feels like it takes hours. you pay diligent attention, take so many notes, and somehow, gojo comes out of it completely chipper.

you're left in peace for a few blessed minutes afterwards as he bolts out of the room for some reason or another.

is he finally starting to fear you as his bully? took him long enough -

"here!" pressed into your hands, your favorite snack from the campus vending machine.

gojo smiles at you, that big, boyish smile that makes him look extra stupid. "sorry i messed up last time."

you don't know what comes over you. maybe it's pure delirium brought on by hunger. or the joy from having something nice to eat.

maybe it's a new form of torture, humiliating him by making him endure a kiss from his bully.

it's just a kiss on the cheek. it's whatever.

he stands there, still, face completely red, blue eyes wide in shock. gojo looks even dumber than usual, which shouldn't even be possible.

you fan your face for a moment as you turn to leave.

"come on, you idiot. we've got a test to study for."

gojo whistles some unbelievably stupid tune, practically skipping the whole way to the library.

"i can't believe it! she kissed me on the cheek!!! a real kiss!" "uh-huh." "don't uh-huh me, suguru, it was REAL! anyways, it all makes sense now. she was just hangry. no wonder she shoved me into a locker. it's my fault for not taking better care of her..." "would you listen to me if i reminded you that you're not dating and this is all pure delusion?" "not dating yet." "so a no, then," suguru says, rolling his eyes as he returns to his work. satoru's already finished with the homework and scrolling through his text message history with you, no doubt spamming you again with memes or pictures or just remarks. but you haven't blocked him yet, have you? suguru smiles to himself, closing his notebook, tucking away a shimmering violet pen.

So can we all agree that gun fiend aki is still finer than a mfker?

(Unknown artist, no watermark 😞)

fashion killa ; masterlist

[ nsfw ] — smut (18+) ; bakugou katsuki x reader

word count: 38,923 — read on ao3

summary:

Fashion Week was supposed to be simple-walk the runway, collect your check, and, if all went according to plan, spend the night with Pro Hero Dynamight. Just a little fun. Nothing more. But getting rid of Bakugou Katsuki proves to be harder than slipping out of a too-tight sample size.

Or, in which a one-night stand with one of Japan's most famous men turns into a relentless game of cat and mouse-and the worst part? You don't hate it.

tags: strangers to lovers, friends with benefits, pro hero bakugou katsuki, explicit language & sexual content, aged-up characters, porn with plot, model!reader, angst, hurt/comfort, emotional hurt/comfort, fluff, mutual pining, bakugou is a soft yearning idiot who i want to eat up, kirishima eijirou is a good friend, not beta read!

notes:

shoutout to iris van herpen and my palestinian queen bella hadid (and also the dsquared2 show that inspired this whole ordeal). also i have nothing and didn't know anything of the fashion industry, this is all my own research and the fact that one of my closest friends is a fashion designer, so she gave me lots of info as well lol.

this is just a small self indulgent idea which i’m really excited to share with you all. thank you for the support and for reading! enjoy! :D

ao3:

chapter one ; close my eyes

chapter two ; and fall into you

tumblr:

chapter one ; close my eyes

chapter two ; and fall into you

Mental health status:

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 ♡ ／ BARBIE DOLL

summary. how your boyfriend feels about you, his barbie doll girlfriend

though he doesn’t outwardly say it, you boyfriend adores how much of a doll you are.

your perfect pedicures with your expensive acrylic nails that he always pays for, your picture perfect makeup that he can’t help but always stare at and all your girly habits that always bring a small smile to his face when he sees just how much you enjoy it.

he’s always calling you a barbie doll because of your appearance, it’s sorta become a nickname for you now.

he loves picking out the pink girly designs of your nails, always hinting at you to get his initial on them as he hands you however much money you need to pay for them. he especially loves the way they look wrapped around his—

what he really loves is when you give him little hauls and fashion shows of the new clothes you bought (with his card). the different tones of pink and white, the cute and sexy lace trimmings. you just look so good in everything, and he seems to have a hard time keeping his hands off you.

and don’t even get him started on the pretty lingerie you buy. the way it hugs your body, showing off you pretty skin that he can’t keep his eyes off. he definitely gets told off a few times for his wandering eyes but he can’t help himself! you’re just so pretty! and he’ll show you that by having you in for a very long, tiresome night.

he even remembers the first time he came into your room. the pink bedding and huge display of plushies on your bed that threw him off a little. like, would they be watching the two of you have sex?

he was super mesmerised by all your little trinkets dotted around your room, having to keep his hands to himself. though, he did feel super out of place as he sat on your pink bed, moving over a hello kitty plushie so he had some room.

but after a while he got used to it, even feeding into your habit by buying you even more stuffed animals and paying for your ridiculously overpriced makeup and clothing. he kinda likes the fact he can dress you up like his own little doll.

what he did notice though was the bratty attitude you started to get. the eye rolls and heavy sighs that escaped your glossy lips, the snarky comments you made in front of his friends. it was starting to get a little too much.

but don’t worry! he knows just the thing that’ll get you to drop that attitude of yours and have you resort back into your sweet, girly self that he knows and loves!!

. . . ♡ ⸝⸝

blue lock ! yoichi isagi , meguru bachira , seishiro nagi , oliver aiku, sae itoshi

jujutsu kaisen ! satoru gojo , toji fushiguro , ryomen sukuna

my hero academia ! katsuki bakugo , hawks | keigo takami , dabi | touya todoroki

demon slayer ! tengen uzui , sanemi shinazugawa , kyojuro rengoku

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