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Bakugo

Catch My Drift

Kill Bill

One shots

whatever i’ve done, i did it for love

Bakugo with Baddie!reader HCS

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- reader is apart of the og baddies and was originally brought on the show by natalie

- reader was an artist before dating bakugo, she’s loved by all of japan which lead to her fans rooting for her to join the baddies cast!

- very much “i don’t do all that talking, run up.”

- reader is not to be fucked with, her and tesehki have been an INSEPARABLE duo ever since baddies east.

- met bakugo when baddies was touring asia and attended an event with pro hero’s

- always on the phone w him when the cast is touring different countries, from 6 am to 12 am they’re always on call

- there’s some girls on the cast who feel envious of what reader has, she’s pretty, topping the charts, rolling in money and has the sexiest man

-reader and bakugo are locked tf in but that doesn’t mean their relationship never gets messy

- they like to keep their business offline and in private

- the zeus network crew (with the help of natalie) will often allow bakugo to join them whenever they stop in new cities but he’s not allowed to stay overnight due to the lack of rooms and space

- she doesn’t have issues with anyone on the cast but there’s one girl that doesn’t fuck with her & she knows why

- bakugo’ ex is also on the cast as a replacement

- the bitch is always running her mouth about reader on twitter

- bakugo is always and i mean ALWAYS by readers side during their club bookings, never letting these groupies on the stage get too close

- always touching y/n, whether that be an arm around her waist, a hand lingering on her hip with his signature deadpan expression on his face

- he’s so proud when he hears the fans in the club shout and rap your lyrics

- he know his ex is on the cast but honestly he really just doesn’t give a shit. he pays her dust & focuses on you

- since he’s always around on set lingering among the staff the fans joke and call him a baddie

- reader is not a pussy, she’ll say how she feels regardless of the situation.

- so when the girls are all outside having a little meeting before the club, bakugo standing a couple feet behind reader, natalie advises the girls to squash the beef before going out tonight

- you were a couple hella shots in and you felt good, your hair was in rollers cooling down from the heat you’d used on it 30 minutes priors

- the girls looked around, all of them staying silent because everyone was cool w each other except for one

- sure you’ve done your share of shit talking about your boyfriends ex but it was never unprovoked and you honestly didn’t care about the girls before you, he was w you now and that’s what mattered

- “i seen you’ve been talking shit about me?” the bum decideds to step forward, clearly addressing you

- bakugo knew how you were, he knows you better than anyone

- he’s studied your body language for years, so hearing her and seeing her step up to you.. he just hoped she knew what the fuck she was doing

- “i haven’t said anything online that i didn’t already say to your face so what’s up?” you just wanted to go out and enjoy the night with your girls and your man, you really didn’t have time for this shit

- the rest of the cast stood back and observed, you were cool. you never started problems with nobody, you stuck to yourself but you also made the new girls feel welcomed.

- she was getting all up in your face, trying to punk you by saying all this extra shit and just doing the most trying to get screen time

- with your chin held high, head turned to the side you were under “you’re not about it for real, you doin all this for the camera bro, back out of my face deadass.”

- “ima be in your face all i want, and what? do something!” she pokes you 1, 2 and 3 times with her boney ass grim reaper ass finger.

- he’s moving from foot to foot, hands shoved in his pockets, security starts closing in on both of you and he follows along

- he’d never put his hands on a woman, he was just there to insure you don’t get charged with murder

- “i been had that! i been had him! and i’ll have him again”

- she’s doing all this talking, but hasn’t made a move. it was never nothing to get down. you don’t like how she singled you out from the very beginning.

- you pushed her back and that’s when it was up

- it happened so fast, punches being thrown, hair being pulled and clothes being snatched off

- before you knew it, security grabbed her and bakugo grabbed you, hold you back with his strong ass arms holding you against his chest

- you absolutely rocked her shit, bleeding from her bottom lip and eyebrow, lashes ripped off and titty hanging out her shirt

- “ahaaaa, i got your chain bitch now what!” you swung it in the air, smiling. “doing allat talking but didn’t do shit! all this for your lil 5 seconds of fame?”

- bakugo was trying to keep you still but you were jumping around, high off the adrenaline pumping through your body

- she was pissed, breathing heavily, pushing against the security guard

- “matter of fact—“ putting on the chain, you bent down in front of bakugo and and started twerking on him just to piss the bitch off even more

- he was smiling ear to ear, trying not to laugh along with the the rest of the crew and cast

- he loved when you acted cocky and more importantly he loved when you talked your shit because he knows you have the hands to back it up

- he put his hands on your waist, pulling you back up

- “that’s enough mama, chil out you got her.”

- having your chain snatched as a rapper is the most disrespectful thing to happen to you but all bets were off when she starting trying to act like she was popping shit

- “i know i did.”

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A/N: omg i’ve been obsessed w baddies and i feel like bakugo loves hot headed women, like doesn’t even put up w his shit. hopefully y’all know which show i’m talking about 😓😓

whatever i’ve done, i did it for love

(prohero!bakugo x yanderevillian!reader)

Bakugo Katsuki was standing in the dimly lighted alleyway of Musutafu, panting heavily.

He was surrounded by the ruins of a bloody fight: crumbled walls, broken glass, and the lingering smell of smoke. His scarlet eyes peered into the darkness, seeking any indication of life. She was present.

He was aware of it. The villian who had been able to hold his interest for the past few months, and more. She was deadly, cunning, and incredibly evasive.

Bakugo found himself pulled to her in spite of himself. He became increasingly agitated and fixated after each interaction. He yelled, "Come out, damn it!" as his voice rang out against the walls.

"I know you're here." He was met with a shudder down his spine in response—a gentle, mocking laugh. "Katsuki," she said in a seductive murmur that was brimming with amusement.

"You've been looking for me, haven't you?" Bakugo's fists clenched as he growled. “Do you really believe you can play these games for long? Whatever it takes, I'll defeat you."

Her countenance softened for a brief period as she inclined her head. She stepped closer and said,

"You don't understand, do you?"

"Whatever I've done, I did it for love." Her comments struck him as a gut-punch. love? Might it be? He had always assumed that her acts stemmed from a craving for chaos and hate.

However, love? His resolve faltering, he hesitated. He repeated, "Love?" sounding strange on his tongue. Her eyes never left his as she nodded. “Of course, baby. A perverted, frantic form of love. In your honor." Breath stuck in Bakugo's throat.

Had every altercation, near-miss, and taunt been directed towards him? His thoughts raced, attempting to process everything.

He asked, his voice hardly audible above a whisper, "Why?" Her smile was tinged with regret. "Because you are the only person who has ever challenged me and given me a sense of purpose in life, Katsuki."

“I didn't make this decision hastily. All of my actions, including crimes and confrontations, were motivated by my love for you.”

Stepping back, Bakugo felt his heart thumping in his chest. He was at a loss for words and ideas. A part of him desired to refute it, to accuse her of lying.

He understood, nevertheless, that she was being honest. He murmured,

"You're insane,"

but his voice was devoid of the usual bite. "Perhaps I am," she answered, her smile disappearing. “But I was prepared to pay that amount. And here we are right now.”

They stood there, the hero and the villain, locked in a silent understanding. For a moment, the world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them in the quiet aftermath of their confessions.

“Whatever happens next,” she said softly, “just remember—everything I’ve done, I did it for love.”

Bakugo’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions, but one thing was clear: this was far from over. Their story, twisted and complicated, was just beginning.

okay so originally i was going to post kill bill pt2 tonight but 1) i’m having some type of writers block? i feel like i’m not portraying the characters the way i want and it’s hard for me to continue where i left off and keep the plot moving😭 i love reading but writing isn’t as easy as some make think and 2) i feel like i write a lot in my notes but then when i paste everything in to tumblr it looks like i barely wrote anything at all. i don’t want to start chapter two of catch my drift before finishing pt2 of kill bill.

so bare with me and i’ll try my hardest for kill bill pt2 to be posted within the next couple of days and chapter two of catch my drift to be posted by next week the latest!

thank you so much to my readers and everyone who supports my blog it truly means so much! 🩷 from time to time i’ll post little “one shots” just super super short imagines of things that inspire me.

thinking of gymbro!jungkook x gymgirl!reader where reader feels a little exposed wearing athletic leggings while in the RDL position.. but no worries, the big beefy gym bro with the cutest face offers to lend her his hoodie which reader accepts, not knowing he was completely shirtless underneath 😭 in attempt to make it less awkward for her reader offers him her cropped sweater which he gladly accepts. jungkook is immediately posing (albeit very sassy) in the mirror with the biggest smile on his face. jungkook is definitely a himbo

this was the reference and i just love this dudes face 😭

working on part two of Kill Bill 🤗

Catch My Drift 🏁 chapter 1

Street racer!bakugo x Street racer!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: cursing, douche bakugo, slight misogyny, alcohol consumption, drug use, illegal activities etc

Kanjozoku; The term Kanjozoku is derived from the combination of the words “kanjo” (meaning ring) and “zoku” (meaning group).

Kanjozoku primarily consists of young car enthusiasts in cities like Osaka and Tokyo who have a passion for speed and a desire to showcase their driving skills.

Osaka was the place to be. Not where tourists go to take pictures and try japanese cuisine, maybe pick up a few souvenirs from the large amount of little gift shops that littered the streets but where a community of young adults with the passion for racing congregate. The night was still young, the sounds of tires screeching against the cold pavement and engines roaring was heard over the heavy base of 2000s club music. Girls dressed in scandalous outfits mingling with the guys posted up next to their pimped out rides. You could practically feel the vibrations of the noise in your head.

Three cars lined up with the drivers sitting on the hoods of their prized possession. A bright orange 1993 Mazda RX-7 FD on the far left. The car’s color was comparable to an orange or maybe even the warm sunsets that would settle over japan. The next car over was a 1993 Toyota Supra Turbo Mark IV. The bright colorful lights that surrounded the meet reflected beautifully off the cars mustard yellow chrome. The third and final car was a looker. Silver 1999 Nissan Skyline GT-R R34 with royal blue detailing along the sides and on the hood. A royal blue flexivity rear wing with matching led lights underneath the body.

It was Bakugo’s baby. Spent years modifying and perfecting it. He was a skilled driver sure but having a car like his? Most would be intimidated to challenge him. “Yo Mina, let’s get this race going!” the orange mazda driver shouted. it was hard to find anyone in this crowd but said woman emerged from the sidelines with a confused look on her face. “Woah woah, wait a second.” She looked around the lot, once overing the lined up vehicles. “where’s your fourth at? i’m counting only three.” mina crossed her arms, unimpressed. the yellow toyota driver spoke up first “it was supposed to be joaquin but he caught the grave yard shift man.”

once you were scheduled to race it was a hassle to find new drivers, the time and place was set in stone. it wasnt that often when scheduled racers were a no show but then again many get caught racing outside of meets or their car needed more time to be repaired. It was a waste of mina’s time. she was the flag girl, not their fucking coordinator. “Na, y’all either find a fourth or you don’t race. How’s that sound? Times ticking boys.”

By standers erupted in shouts of anger and disappointment. they wanted to see a race, most of them drove well over an hour to be here! gas wasn’t cheap and neither was Minas time. Hearing the crowds complaining mina sighed and pitched them an idea. “Alright! i hear you guys, relax. How about this, why don’t i find y’all a driver and we settle this now?” bakugo smirked, nodding in agreement. he never said much but he also never needed to. his aura spoke volumes. “bring ‘em on.” he wasn’t nervous, he knew his talents and was confident. resting the palms of his hands on the hood of his car, he tilted his head towards the other racers, waiting to see hear their answers. “Anyone i want?” mina questioned with a grin that would give the cheshire cat a run for his money. “anybody baby!” orange jululis shouted, raising his arms to the side. cocky bastard. mina rolled her eyes and turned away from the drivers, pulling out her phone from her bra. there was a whole list of people she could call but there was only one person she knew who could end this race quickly.

she could hear the static from the other end of the phone. “y/n, you wanna race tonight?” it was quite for a moment before you spoke in to the speaker “i’m always down, send me your lo.” your voice was smooth like silk but sultry like a vixen. it sounded like you’ve been up for a while so mina didn’t feel bad for calling you so late. she knew you came alive in the night anyway. your energetic friend squealed before gathering herself together. “you got 5 minutes hun!” and then the line went dead.

it never took much convincing to get you out. when mina called you it was 12:15 am, meaning you only had exactly 5 minutes to get there. the meet lot was about 20 minutes out. you arrived there in 4, only a minute left to spare. the sound of you engine had heads turning (a certain blonde as well) as you slowly pulled through the crowd, careful not to hit party-goers. the hot pink body of your 2000 Honda S2000 was hard to miss. everyone knew who was inside and that fact alone made them scream louder. you never really cared too much though, it wasn’t like you had vocals like mariah carey. you didn’t have the ability to move like michael jackson. you were just a damn good racer and that was enough for them apparently.

all three racers turned their heads in the direction of the obnoxiously loud honda, tensing up at the sight. well, all except for one of course. bakugo had no idea why everyone was so fucking hyped. who was that? and why’s everyone acting like they’ve never seen a pink car?? “Racers!” mina yelled excitedly “here’s your fourth!”. your black stiletto boots were the first thing he saw exit the car. then it was a black leather hat. he glanced over at the others to study their reactions and they all had excitement swirling in their eyes. maybe even a hint of nervousness? bakugo didn’t have time to be sure because before he knew it, you were leaning back against the hood of your car crossing one leg over the other. “oh shit, it’s y/n.” you weren’t new to this, you were true to this. the air was crisp and cold, you probably should’ve brought a jacket because this top (if it could even be considered one) with this miniskirt wasn’t doing you no type of favors.

from the corner of your eye you could see a blonde headed man with spikey hair almost looking annoyed as he walked over to mina who was standing in the middle of the road. “no offense but i’m not racing a damn girl. you never said it would be a girl.” you rolled your eyes, who the hell does he think he is? a race is a race. why did it matter who was behind the wheel? you best friend looks beyond over this shit, she’s been annoyed her this whole night and she’s about to lose her patience. “you said anyone i wanted, i wanted her! stand next to your car before nobody races.”

“you scared spikes?” he turned his head to the side, watching you push yourself off the car and strut to the middle where he and mina stood. he sized you up, shamelessly checking you out. “what the hell did you jus call me?” he wasn’t scared. why would bakugo be scared of some princess nobody? “can you even drive with those heels on?” your outfit was impractical he thought. a miniskirt that just barely covered the expanse of your ass (not that he really minded) and what looks like a triangle bikini top. if you were to bend over then— no. now’s not the time to thirst over you. even if he did think you were hot.

“i’m just askin.. why wouldn’t you wanna race me if you weren’t scared?” you’ve dealt with his type before, cocky, thinks they’re better than everyone and so on. he’s got sharp red eyes with a piercing gaze. you let your eyes trail away from his face down to the hardened muscles on his chest. clearly well built and his black tshirt was doing nothing to hide it. “man whatever,” your eyes moved back to his hearing the sound of his voice. “i’m not doin this, find somebody else.” he wasn’t scared, he just felt that he could be using this time to race against someone on his level. why’s it that the egotistical men somehow always find you? you would’ve just let him go but you hated the feeling of being looked down on. he’s no better than you, he doesn’t even know what you have to offer. do you did what you do best, you uped the ante.

“15 grand.” you raised your voice a bit. silence fell over the crowd. “i’ll give you 15 grand if you agree to race tonight and win, that applies to the other racers too” you say to the other two drivers still next to their cars. that made him stop dead in his tracks. were you insane? you’re acting like that’s pocket money. fuck, he doesn’t know if he should do it. he didn’t need the money, but his sister did. he tries to help his mother out the best he can, this would cover at least two months worth of bills. gritting his teeth he turns around starting directly at you “don’t start to regret this when you lose ma.” got ‘em, you thought with shit eating smirk.

you walked past him, shoulder checking the man who’s name you still don’t know. he looked at you, staring at your ass as your skirt rode up with every step you took. you must’ve felt bakugo’s stare because your hands grab them hem of the denim and pull it down, throwing him a flirty smile over your shoulder. the tips of his ears turn a shade of pink. he quickly looks to the side, licking his lips attempting to play it off as if the whole meet did see the interaction. all the racers start getting into there respective cars, starting them up. mina struts to the middle of the street once again only this time with a checkered flag. her brown skin was glowing, the lights reflecting off the body glitter she wore.

“Racers!”

mina exudes confidence. you hand your left hand on the wheel, the other hand tightly gripping on to the gear shift. foot tapping on the gas a bit. you were high off adrenaline, you lived for moments like these.

“Start your engines..”

bakugo couldn’t help but stare at you. the look in your eyes. ‘s like you got off on this, the wicked smile on your lips doing nothing to make him think otherwise. he wasn’t fazed though, he had this in the bag. maybe even after he wins he could take you out but that was something he’d ask later, he needs to focus. the flag drops.

“GO!”.

and you were gone.

𝐀/𝐍!!: okay why was this way harder than i thought? 😭 please bare with me ik im not that advanced in writing. i also don’t know a lot about cars but i research by chapter. lmk how u like it so far and i promise to produce better work as time goes on!