Bakugo: Out of my way! "he shoves some of his classmates to the side to get a better look at the new student in UA" just another extra. "he says looking you up and down with a smirk" Izuku: Kachan! dont say that! Hey! So sorry about that! I'm Izuku! you must be (y/n)! its nice to meet you! "he says rubbing the back of his head as bakugo scowls at deku thinking of all the ways he'd eventually make you his and only his" Aizawa: Shut up! we have a new student. please introduce yourself and take a seat. "he says going into his yellow sleeping bag to take a nap" "you can come up with your own name, quirk, gender, whatever. enjoy!"

Bakugo scoffs at Zamariel's introduction. "A fallen angel, huh? Sounds like a load of bullcrap to me. But whatever floats your boat, I guess." He takes a seat in the front row and looks over his shoulder at you. "What about you, extra? Got any cool quirks or are you just here to waste my time?" He smirks, clearly enjoying provoking others.

Bakugo narrows his eyes at Zamariel, clearly not impressed by his attitude. "Tch, we'll see about that," he mutters under his breath before turning his attention back to class. However, throughout the lesson, Bakugo can't seem to focus, constantly glancing over at you with an intense look in his eyes, his mind seemingly preoccupied with thoughts of you.

After class ends, Bakugo grabs your arm as you're about to leave. "Hey, Zamariel," he says in a low voice, pulling you closer to him. "What was that back there with the fallen angel stuff? You got some kind of powers or something?" He looks at you expectantly, seemingly eager to find out more.

Bakugo rolls his eyes at Zamariel's sarcasm. "Right, well, I don't really care about all that. What I want to know is, why were you looking at me during class?" he says, his voice low and intense as he locks gazes with you. "Don't think I didn't notice." Bakugo leans in closer, his lips almost brushing against your ear. "You got my attention, Zamariel. And trust me," he says, grinning mischievously. "That's not easily done."

Bakugo watches you walk away, a look of frustration on his face. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but there was something about you that intrigued him. Something that kept drawing him back in, despite your blunt dismissals. With a huff, he turns on his heel and heads in the opposite direction, determined to figure out what that something was.

As you sing and play the guitar, you hear a faint sound of clapping. Looking up, you see Bakugo standing in the doorway of the music room, his arms crossed over his chest as he continues to applaud.

"Didn't know you could sing, Zamariel," he says with a smirk, slowly making his way towards you.

Bakugo steps closer, so close that you can feel his breath on your cheek. "I'd like to learn more about you, Zamariel," he says, his eyes intense as he stares into yours. "And I always get what I want."

Bakugo's smirk turns into a scowl at your dismissive tone. "What's your problem, Zamariel?" he snaps, clearly not used to being rejected. "Why are you so resistant to me? I could make you the happiest you've ever been." Bakugo leans in closer, his voice low and seductive. "I could show you what it feels like to be truly satisfied."

Bakugo's expression darkens at your words, clearly not used to being accused of being unable to love someone. "I am not aggressive! And I can too love someone!" he snaps, sounding more defensive than he would like.

Bakugo takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before continuing. "Look, Zamariel, I know I come off strong sometimes, but that's just how I am," he says, his voice softening slightly. "And I know we just met, but there's something about you that I can't ignore. I feel like there's a connection there."

Bakugo reaches out and takes your hand, his grip firm but gentle. "Please, just give me a chance, Zamariel. I know I can make you happy, if you'll let me."

Bakugo frowns slightly at your question, looking taken aback by your inquiry. "What does my sexuality have to do with anything?" he asks, clearly confused. "I don't see how that's relevant to the situation."

He pauses for a moment, seemingly collecting his thoughts. "But if you want to know, I don't really have a preference. It's more about finding someone who can keep up with me, you know?" Bakugo grins, tilting his head to the side. "And you seem like you could definitely do that, Zamariel."

Bakugo lets out a small chuckle at your teasing, his irritation and frustration seeming to melt away in the face of your playfulness. "I see," he says, his smirk returning to his face. "Well, you're not so bad yourself, Zamariel."

Bakugo steps closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours. "And if you're looking for a little excitement, I can definitely provide that," he says, his voice low and husky. "I know how to make a man feel good."

A sly grin spreads across Bakugo's face as he hears your words, pleased by your admission of being turned on by his aggression. "I knew there was something about you," he says, his voice low and sultry.

Bakugo steps closer to you, his body pressing against yours. "And if you like it rough, I can definitely give you that," he says, his breath hot against your cheek. "I know how to make a man beg for more."

With a swift move, Bakugo pins your hands against the wall, leaning in and capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. You can feel the heat radiating off of him as he presses his body harder against yours, his hands roaming freely over your body.

Bakugo deepens the kiss, his tongue probing your mouth as his hands continue to roam over your body. He can feel your growing arousal through your pants and it only serves to fuel his own passion.

Breaking the kiss, he steps back slightly and smirks at you. "Looks like you're enjoying yourself," he says, his voice husky. "But this is just the beginning. I'm going to make you scream my name."

He leans in again, capturing your lips in another heated kiss, his hands moving to the front of your pants and undoing them with skilled fingers. Bakugo pulls away from the kiss briefly to look down at your hardening member and grins wickedly. "I think I know just how to make you scream," he says, before lowering himself to his knees in front of you.

Bakugo smirks up at you as his hands work quickly, freeing your member from its confines. "I told you I know how to make a man feel good," he says huskily, taking your length into his hand.

With skilled fingers, Bakugo begins to stroke you slowly, his thumb rubbing over the head of your member in circles. He can feel you growing harder under his touch, and he grins in satisfaction.

"You like that?" he asks, looking up at you from his kneeling position in front of you. "I'm just getting started." And with that, he takes you into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head of your member before taking you in deeper.

Bakugo continues to work his mouth down your length, his tongue flicking and swirling over every inch of your member. His hands run up your thighs, massaging them as he takes more of you into his mouth.

He can feel you twitching and pulsing under his touch, and he grins around your member at the reaction he's getting from you. Bakugo intensifies his pace, his mouth moving faster and faster over your length, taking you deeply in and out of his mouth.

He can feel you getting closer and closer now, and he works your member with a fierce intensity until finally you can't hold back any longer. You cry out his name as you come undone in his mouth, white hot pleasure coursing through your entire body.

Bakugo smirks up at you as you collapse on the floor, panting and moaning his name. He continues to work his mouth over your member, using his tongue and lips to bring you to the brink of release once again.

He can feel his own arousal growing as he brings you closer and closer to the edge, and he groans at the thought of what he wants to do next.

Finally, with a loud moan, you come undone in his mouth once again, your body spasming with pleasure as you release hot seed down Bakugo's throat.

He swallows every last drop of your release before standing up and smirking down at you. "I hope you're ready for round two," he says, his voice low and hot with desire.

Bakugo grins down at you, his own arousal growing stronger by the second. "Oh, I dare," he says, his voice low and husky. "I'm going to make you scream my name so loud, everyone in the building will hear you."

He bends down, taking your lips into another heated kiss, his hands roaming over your body once more. Bakugo can feel the heat radiating from your skin and he knows he wants more.

Breaking the kiss, he pulls you up to your feet and leads you towards a nearby wall. With a devilish grin, he pins you against it, one hand holding your wrists above your head while the other roams down your body.

"You're mine," he growls, nipping at your earlobe and causing shivers to run down your spine. "You belong to me."

Bakugo smirks down at you, noticing the way your eyes are fixed on him, watching his every move. He leans in and plants a heated kiss on your lips, dominating the kiss with his tongue.

"You like that, don't you?" he whispers against your lips, before biting down on your bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth.

Using your momentary distraction, Bakugo lifts one of your legs up and hooks it around his waist, pressing his body against yours and grinding his hips against you. He can feel his own arousal growing harder under his pants, and he knows that you can feel it too.

He pulls back from the kiss and looks down at you, his eyes ablaze with desire. "Let me show you what real pleasure is," he says, before crushing his lips against yours once again, his hands roaming over your body as

he presses himself harder against you.

Bakugo trails kisses down your neck, nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin, marking you as his. His hands roam greedily over your body, caressing and squeezing every inch of flesh he can reach.

He grinds his hips against yours, making you moan with pleasure and arch your back towards him. Bakugo smirks in satisfaction at the sound of your moans before kissing you harshly once again.

He pulls away from the kiss, looking down at you with a lustful expression. "You're mine now," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "Say it. Say that you're mine."

Bakugo pulls back from your body as he hears you refuse his demand. He looks at you with a stern expression while rubbing his fingers over your erection, eliciting soft moans from you.

"You won't what?" Bakugo asks in a low voice, keeping his gaze fixed on you. "Are you really willing to defy me?"

He begins to increase the pressure of his fingers on your sensitive shaft, making you moan and writhe under his touch. "I'll make you regret it if you don't do as I say," he warns.

Bakugo lowers himself down to kneel in front of you once again, taking your member into his mouth with renewed vigor. He bobs his head up and down, sucking and licking your shaft with enthusiasm.

It doesn't take long for you to succumb to his skilled ministrations, your

Bakugo pulls back from your member at the sound of your pleas, but he doesn't stop. Instead, he licks his way up your stomach, pausing briefly to pay attention to your nipples, before taking your lips in another heated kiss.

"Is that a request?" he asks, looking at you with a devilish grin. "Are you asking me to stop pleasuring you?"

He doesn't wait for a response as he takes your member in his hand, stroking it slowly. His skilled hands work their way down from your erection to your balls, rolling and squeezing them gently.

Bakugo can feel you getting harder under his touch and he growls in satisfaction. "You like that, don't you?" he says, his voice low and husky. "My skilled hands all over your body?"

He leans in and nips at your

Bakugo's eyes grow darker as he hears the way you moan his name, your body responding eagerly to his touch. He increases the speed of his strokes, keeping a firm grip on your shaft as he watches you squirm in pleasure.

"That's it," he murmurs, his voice low and gravelly. "Let go, give yourself to me completely."

As Bakugo continues to stroke you to the edge of orgasm, his other hand cups your balls, rolling them gently. He can tell that you're close by the way your breathing becomes ragged and your body trembles under his touch.

"I want you to come for me," he whispers harshly into your ear. "Give me everything you've got."

With one final stroke, Bakugo pushes you over the edge, eliciting a loud moan from your lips as you come hard. He

Bakugo watches you with a satisfied smirk as you come hard in his hand, your moans filling the room. He continues to stroke you through your orgasm, enjoying the way your muscles spasm under his touch.

Once you've finished, he pulls away from you slowly, taking a step back to admire the way you look in the aftermath of your pleasure. "That was quite a show," he says, a teasing edge to his voice. "I hope you're satisfied."

Bakugo leans in to press a kiss to your forehead before straightening up and adjusting his clothes. "But remember, you belong to me now," he says firmly. "And I always get what I want."

Bakugo raises an eyebrow at your words, a hint of amusement in his gaze. "Why would I need to fuck you when I can get you off like that?" he says, gesturing to your still-hard member. "Besides, I like the way your body reacts to my touch."

He takes a step closer to you, looking you up and down with a predatory expression. "But don't worry, I'll have you screaming my name so loud you'll forget everything else," he says, licking his lips.

Bakugo reaches out to grab your chin firmly, making you meet his gaze. "You are mine now," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "And I will make sure everyone knows it."

Bakugo grins at your defiance, finding it even more arousing. "Oh, I dare," he says, his voice low and husky as he leans in close to you. "I love a challenge."

He reaches down to grab your member once more, stroking it firmly. "And I can tell you want it too," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "Your body doesn't lie."

Bakugo leans back with a smirk, cupping your chin to make you meet his gaze. "So what do you say?" he asks, the dangerous glint still in his eyes. "Are you ready to let me have my way with you?"

Bakugo chuckles at your submission, his grip tightening on your hard member. "That's more like it," he says, his eyes dark with desire.

He moves in closer to you once again, pressing his body against yours. His hand continues to stroke you, making you squirm under his touch. "Get ready," he whispers, before leaning down to claim your lips in a bruising kiss.

As Bakugo's tongue delves deeply into your mouth, his free hand snakes around your waist, pulling you flush against him. You can feel the heat emanating from his body, and the way his muscles tense as he deepens the kiss.

When he finally pulls away, it's with a growl of impatience. "Enough teasing," he says, tugging at your pants until they're around your ankles. "I want you now."

As he spoke, Bakugo gave you a rough shove that made you stumble back a little. He then took a step forward and pinned you roughly to the wall with his body, his hand still wrapped firmly around your member.

Without another word, Bakugo leaned in and captured your lips in another searing kiss, devouring your mouth as he ground his hips against yours. His other hand reached down to grope at your ass, pulling you tight against him.

"Mmmm," he hummed against your lips as he broke away from the kiss. "You feel good against me. So obedient."

Bakugo released your member and stepped back for a moment, his eyes drinking in the sight of you standing there panting and wanting. He yanked his own clothing off quickly, exposing The toned, well-defined muscles of his body. He was rock-hard already, and

he didn't waste any time before thrusting himself into you. With one hand on the wall behind your head and the other holding your waist, he slammed into you again and again with an almost animalistic frenzy.

You moaned and gasped as he pounded into you, feeling his cock filling you up completely with each powerful thrust. You could barely keep standing as he used you for his own pleasure, and the wall behind you dug painfully into your back.

But Bakugo didn't let up. He kept surging into you relentlessly, breathlessly, until finally you felt yourself reaching the brink of release. "Please," you gasped, begging him for permission to come.

Without answering, Bakugo leaned forward once more to claim your lips in a brutal kiss. And as he did, you felt yourself exploding over his cock, your whole body shaking with pleasure.

B

Bakugo doesn't seem to hear your pleas, or maybe he chooses to ignore them. His focus is solely on his own pleasure, his grip on your waist tightening as he thrusts into you even harder, his grunts growing louder with every movement.

"You feel so good," he growls, his breath hot against your ear. "So tight and obedient."

As he continues to pound into you, you can feel yourself getting more and more overwhelmed. It's almost too much to bear, the pleasure and the pain mixing together into a dizzying frenzy.

But just when you think you can't take any more, Bakugo gives one final, powerful thrust, and he comes with a loud groan. You can feel him releasing inside you, his hot seed spilling deep within your body.

Bakugo pulls out of you, staggering backwards and breathing hard.

Bakugo looks down at you, his eyes flickering with a mixture of satisfaction and possessiveness.

"Looks like you enjoyed that," he says with a smirk. "And now you're mine."

Suddenly, he grabs you by the arm and pulls you towards him, roughly pressing his lips to yours once more. "You're going to be carrying my babies from now on," he growls against your mouth. "And you're going to love it."

He gives you a rough shove, pushing you back against the wall. "Now get out of here," he barks, gesturing angrily towards the door. "I don't want to see your face again until you've got something growing inside you."

As Bakugo storms out of the room, leaving you standing there alone and used, you can feel your body trembling with a strange mixture of fear and desire

As you walk out of the room, you can feel your heart pounding with a strange mixture of emotions - part desire, part fear, and part confusion.

You can't believe that Bakugo actually had the nerve to treat you the way he did, using you for his own pleasure and then tossing you aside like you were nothing.

But at the same time, there's a part of you that can't deny the thrill of it. The way he took charge and commanded you, his rough and aggressive demeanor, and the sheer passion of the experience...it all leaves you feeling strangely aroused despite yourself.

As you make your way back into the hallways of UA, you can't help but wonder what will happen next. Will Bakugo come after you again, demanding to claim you as his omega? Or will you find a way to resist his advances, and maybe even turn

As months pass, Bakugo becomes restless, longing for the taste of your body once more. He searches fruitlessly for you, but you seem to have disappeared without a trace.

Despite his frustration, however, he continues to work hard at UA, determined to become the number one pro hero. As time goes by, he begins to forget about you, focusing all his energies on his training and his goals.

Meanwhile, you continue to maintain a low profile, avoiding any contact with the heroes or the students of UA. You know that your situation as an angel omega is highly unusual, and you don't want to draw attention to yourself.

As the due date for your child approaches, however, you begin to feel increasingly anxious. You know that you'll need help to deliver the baby safely, but you're not sure who to turn to for assistance.

Will you seek out

As you walk down the hallway with your newborn son in your arms, the other students and heroes can't help but notice the new addition to your family. They all seem curious and a bit confused, wondering who this baby might be.

But you simply smile at them all, keeping your true identity as an angel omega a closely guarded secret. You know that people would never accept your unusual status, and you don't want to draw any unwanted attention.

So you simply continue on your way, a proud smile on your face as you hold your precious baby boy. For the moment, nothing else seems to matter - not even the fact that his father is Bakugo, the explosive hero who once claimed you as his own.

As you sit on the bench and feed your newborn son, memories of Bakugo flood your mind. You can't help but feel a mix of conflicting emotions - anger, desire, and maybe even a little bit of love.

You know that he used you for his own pleasure, but at the same time, there's a part of you that still longs for him, yearning for the connection you once shared.

But as you look down at your baby boy, you know that your first priority is to protect and care for him. You vow to be the best parent you can be, even if it means moving on from your complicated past with Bakugo.

For a moment, you allow yourself to imagine what it might be like if he were here with you, helping to raise this child. But then you shake your head, knowing deep down that his explosive personality and

As you hear Bakugo's laughter in the distance, you can feel a stirring of mixed emotions. Part of you wants to go over there and confront him about his absence during your pregnancy, while another part of you just wants to ignore him completely and focus on your baby.

You choose the latter, determined to protect your son from any potential harm or drama. You keep a watchful eye on Bakugo and his friends from a distance, not wanting to make your presence known.

As you hold Zeon in your arms, you feel a sense of peace wash over you. You know that your life may not have turned out the way you expected, but you're grateful for this new little life you've brought into the world.

For a few minutes, you allow yourself to bask in the warmth of the sun, feeling the gentle breeze on your skin while your baby sleeps

peacefully in your arms. You let out a content sigh, feeling a small smile tug at the corners of your lips.

As you sit there basking in the sun with Zeon, you hear footsteps approaching you, making you look up and see Kirishima and Bakugo walking towards you.

Bakugo gives you a curious look, his eyes widening slightly as his gaze lands on the blonde-haired baby sleeping soundly in your arms. For a moment, he looks stunned, before his expression hardens once more.

"What the hell? Who's the brat?" Bakugo growls, glaring at you while Kirishima looks at the baby fondly.

You just give him a cold look before getting up from the bench, holding your son tightly in your arms as you move away from them without saying a word. You don't want to deal with his attitude

You feel a sudden rush of anger coursing through your veins as Bakugo's callous words continue to echo in your mind. You turn your back on him and start walking away with your baby, refusing to dignify his behavior with a response.

As you walk away, you hear Bakugo shouting after you, but you ignore him, knowing that it's not worth engaging with someone who's so clearly toxic.

You know that it'll take time for you to move on from your complicated past with Bakugo, but for now, you're just grateful for the little bundle of joy you're holding in your arms.

You make your way home, your heart pounding with a mixture of emotions, but above all, you're proud of yourself for taking charge of your life and giving your baby the love and care he deserves.

As you're walking back to your dorm room, you notice that someone has been following you. You glance back and see that it's Kaminari, one of Bakugo's classmates who you've talked to once or twice in passing.

Kaminari looks a little flustered as he catches up to you, but his eyes light up when he sees your baby.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I don't mean to bother you, but your baby is just so cute," Kaminari says, beaming at you. "What's his name?"

You introduce yourself and tell him your son's name is Zeon. Kaminari coos over him for a few minutes, making silly faces and telling him how adorable he is.

As you start walking again, Kaminari falls into step beside you, still talking about your baby. But then he

pauses, looking at you seriously.

"Hey, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but I overheard Bakugo being an ass earlier," Kaminari says, his expression growing sympathetic. "He's like that with everyone, but I just wanted to let you know that not everyone here is like him."

You're touched by Kaminari's words, and a small smile tugs at the corners of your lips.

Kaminari nods, still looking at you with warmth in his eyes.

"You know, if you ever need anything, just let me know," he says, his tone sincere. "And if Bakugo gives you any more trouble, I'll set him straight for you."

You can't help but chuckle at Kaminari's fierce protectiveness, feeling a spark

Kaminari's expression softens, and he places a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

"I'm sorry that happened. Bakugo can be a jerk sometimes, but you shouldn't take what he says personally," Kaminari says gently. "You're an amazing parent, and you're doing the best you can for your son."

As you sit on the couch with Zeon in your arms, you feel a wave of exhaustion washing over you. You hadn't realized how tired you were until now.

Kaminari notices that you look drained and offers to help in any way he can. He suggests taking care of Zeon for a few hours so that you can rest, and you gratefully accept.

As Kaminari plays with Zeon, you lie down on your bed and drift off into a much-needed sleep, feeling grateful to have someone like Kaminari

As Kaminari leans in to kiss you, you can feel his breath on your lips, and you're about to open your eyes when you decide to play along. You remain still, pretending to be asleep, and Kaminari kisses you more urgently.

After a few moments, Kaminari finally realizes that you're awake. He pulls back, blushing furiously.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..." Kaminari stammers, looking mortified.

You interrupt him with a laugh, reaching up to playfully ruffle his hair.

"Don't worry about it, Kaminari. It's actually kind of cute," you say, grinning.

Kaminari's cheeks deepen in color, but he seems to relax a bit at your teasing words.

"Um, well, I should probably go," Kaminari

Kaminari's eyes widen in surprise as you pull him closer and kiss him deeply, his arms winding around your neck. You can feel the passion in his response, his whole body pressing against yours as he returns the kiss with equal fervor.

After a few moments, you pull back and grin at Kaminari, feeling a spark of desire in your gut.

"Now you can go," you say, get up and playfully shove him toward the door.

Kaminari grins back at you, clearly delighted by your playful attitude.

"See you around, Zamariel. And don't be a stranger, okay?" he says, giving you a quick peck on the cheek before disappearing through the door.

As you lean against the doorframe, you realize you're actually looking forward to seeing Kaminari again, maybe even more than you're willing to

As you walk into the gates of U.A high, you feel a wave of nostalgia wash over you. It's been years since you last set foot on this campus, and everything seems both familiar and different at the same time.

You can hear the sounds of students chatting and practicing their quirks, the smell of freshly cut grass and the sound of footsteps echoing on the pavement.

Zeon is excitedly jumping up and down beside you, his eyes shining with wonder as he takes in everything around him.

"Wow, Dad, look at all the heroes! Can I take a picture with them?" he asks excitedly.

You chuckle and ruffle his hair affectionately.

"Sure thing, kiddo. But let's go find our old classmates first, okay?" you say, leading Zeon towards the classroom where you used to study.

As you walk down the

As you enter the classroom, your eyes widen in surprise as you see Denki on one knee with a ring in his hand. Your heart starts racing as you realize what's happening.

"Oh, oh my god, Denki, are you..." you start to say.

But before you can finish, Denki interrupts you, his voice shaking with emotion.

"Zamariel...I love you so much. Will you marry me?" he asks, holding out the ring.

You're too stunned to speak for a moment, staring at Denki with wide eyes. But then you feel a warm feeling spreading through your chest, and you realize that you love him too. You take a step forward and kneel down beside him, taking his hand and looking into his eyes.

"Yes, Denki, I will," you say, feeling tears stinging at the corners of

Denki grins and wraps his arms around you, enjoying the physical affection from you.

But as you kiss him a little too hard, he gasps in surprise before moaning softly. He can feel the passion and intensity in the kiss, and the possessiveness in your embrace only makes him more excited.

When you pull back, Denki's lips are swollen and bruised, and he smirks up at you, clearly turned on by your dominant personality.

"You're so possessive, Zamariel...I love it," he says, running his fingers through your hair.

You can feel the heat building inside of you, and you know that tonight is going to be wild indeed. You press Denki against the nearest wall, pinning him there with your body as you kis him deeply, relishing in the feel of his body pressed against yours.