#KATSUKI MY HEART BEATS FOR U!
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I'M SO FREAKING PROUD OF THIS MAN!
I CAN'T I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, HE GREW SO FUCKING MUCH, JUST CAN'T BELIEVE THAT NARCISSISTIC BRAT GREW UP SO BEAUTIFUL <333333
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can i tie a ribbon around your biceps?
pairings. bakugou katsuki x fem!reader
genre. all fluff
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notes. Midterms is coming close and instead of studying, my mind popped an idea after the IG reel I saw months ago :))
You waited.
You waited for this moment to come.
Not that you are nervous around katsuki, goodness no. It's just, Katsuki has a knack of snarky remarks whenever you have something to do to him. And most of the time, he's busy with his job. Saving people from day to night was part of his daily routine. He’s the number 2 hero, of course. Although he’s not the actual number one hero, your words of praise kept him going. He’ll tease you for a sap. But he’s thankful enough with you staying by his side even during his worst and best times.
You waited for him from the living room as you lay down on the couch, scrolling with your phone. Soon, a sound came from outside. The sound of heavy boots and the sound of the key from the main door, indicates that he’s home. He always tells you to lock the main door even if you are still in the shared apartment with him, he cannot let any danger come to you.
The door opened, revealing your boyfriend in all his glory. He was wearing his black t-shirt, with his hero costume underneath and he was holding a briefcase with his gauntlets inside.
“I'm home.” he announced.
You rose from the couch and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. “Welcome home, katsuki, have you eaten yet? I have leftovers. Your mom gave me food for the both of us.”
Katsuki grumbled, and he silently placed his things at the corner of the living room. The sound of his home slippers came closer to you as he inspected the food inside the Tupperware. “What did she bring?” He asked.
You let out a sly smile. “My favourite."
“Ha? That's the third time she gave us,” he went closer to the kitchen counter and took the Tupperware.
“Are you jealous?”
“hell no.”
You laughed at his reply. It is true that this was the third time that Mitsuki sent your favorite food whenever she dropped by the apartment.
Katsuki silently washed his hands as you prepared his food. After preparing, katsuki sat down and you sat down oppositely to him, giving the heart eyes to look at him.
“you're so handsome. Did I tell you that?” You started.
Before he took a bite, he looked at you with his eyebrow raised at you. “Don't beat around the bush. What do you want?”
He knows when you want something or him to do something. It's always that look you give him.
“Oh, you know… the ribbon thing with your biceps. Can I tie a ribbon around your biceps?” You popped the question.
“Headlock wasn't enough for ya? Such a greedy girl,”
“Come on! Wrapping a ribbon around your biceps is cute! But it would be hotter if you flexed your muscles and the ribbon would just snap, pretty please?”
He was speechless. Just how are you desperate to do that?
“Fine. But you're washing the dishes until tomorrow night.”
“I accept!”
You hurriedly left the dining table and went to your shared room. You quickly look for the ribbon inside the drawers of your closet. When you left the table, he let out a light chuckle.
“So fucking cute..” he said to himself.
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“are you done yet?”
it was quiet and free from disturbance, drawers open and close while you got ready for dinner with your boyfriend. you smooth and fix the strap of your dress, flinching when it nips your skin. “yes, actually.”
he stands at the doorway, half hidden, but he stood tall and you could feel the strong aura that overwhelmed every room katsuki bakugo walked into.
“you are so handsome, katsuki.” and all for you. he hummed at the praise, still trying to wrap his mind around it.
you compliment the color of his tie and there was that petty pout as you start to fix his collar. katsuki scratches the palm of his right hand, nose crinkled like a child.
he eyes the jacket slung over the chair across the room. you smile and let out a sigh, feeling good next to the man so many girls fawned over; but he came home to you.
“i hate jackets, i can barely move my arms.”
“because your arms are too big, maybe stop going to the gym so often?” he laughed, despite his annoyance. you give him a kiss.
the nice breeze from the open windows felt nice, maybe you could hear the ticking of the clock from the room next door. you could already taste dinner, it had been a long day.
the chained necklace shines around your neck, no doubt it was pure silver or gold— only the best for his woman— he knew you were the most amazing, beautiful person in the world.
katsuki clicks his tongue and reaches inside the bag full of your makeup, lipsticks, glosses, the new eyeshadow palette you had yet to use. you watched him twist the tube and pull you closer by the hip.
“it smudged,” he said, reapplying the color that matched your cheeks perfectly. maybe it was the shade he picked when you dragged him shopping last week.
you could feel your nails ache and dig into the fabric of his tie, still so neat with no wrinkles.
katsuki’s heart skipped a beat and he felt his cheeks flush with warmth. the hand on your skin turned hesitant, strange for a man who was always sure. “hm, there. let’s go already, or we’ll be late.”
you nodded with a smile, grateful. “okay, let’s go.”
we’ll be late— but he still takes a moment to kiss you again, all the same. kisses your cheek just this once, light and full of air. gentle with you not because he thinks you would break, but because he’s soft with everything, when he gets the chance.
“happy birthday.. you look beautiful.” you held a love that could withstand any storm.
dedicated to the most beautiful amazing talented @call-me-ko’s happy date of birth !!! ah i hope u have a great one
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Katsuki Catching you on the Sims
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Tags: Sfw, suggestive, fem!reader, friends to lovers, short drabble, no edit just vibes
“Is…is that us?” The voice startles you and you immediately go to cover your screen, embarrassment hitting you like a truck.
“What- no- Kats’ what-” You scramble out the words, snapping your head to the side.
“Oh it fucking is, isn’t it?” You can hear the smirk, Katsuki shoving you lightly to the side and taking seat. “Go on, show me.”
You shake your head harshly, still clutching the laptop, not making any moves to close the game.
“Nah, I wanna see.” Katsuki can be stubborn and you know you aren’t going to get out of this one.
“Fine…” You whisper out, reluctantly slipping your hands down and finding the mouse pad.
God, it’s embarrassing.
You can’t even try to hide the resemblance between the character of your game and the man beside you. His name is in bright capital letters, admitting your lies for you.
“Huh, it really is me.” Katsuki muses, eyeing his Sims counterpart. “Got my skull shirt and all.”
The sim in question walks around the screen, throughout a large but homely house. The two of you watch it for a moment, when suddenly a notification pops up. Oh no.
“This sim is feeling…” Katsuki starts to read, and you wish for the ground to swallow you. “Flirty?”
You don’t even want to look at the screen anymore, but Katsuki does, following along the character as the camera pans. Soon another sim is in view. One that’s evidently you. And before you can even attempt to pause the game, divert the character away or even throw the laptop off you, there goes Katsuki’s sim, pulling yours into a kiss. A grand, dramatic, and undeniably salacious kiss.
Not a word is said. All you can hear is your own heart beating tremendously. You wonder if he can hear it. Then, abruptly and loud, Katsuki laughs.
A genuine- from the belly- laugh. He doesn’t stop, even when you shake him in protest, whining that he’s being a prick. There’s tears in his eyes, his head is tilted back and his hands rest on yours as they jab at him lightly. If you weren’t so flustered you’d probably appreciate the rare display of unrestrained joy.
“Shut the fuck up! Katsuki!” The laptop is pushed off you by now, and you’re practically atop of the man, shaking him to stop.
His laughter starts to taper but with a chuckle still in his voice, he says. “You’re an idiot, y’know that?”
Katsuki doesn’t give you a moment to take in the words, already pulling you to him, clutching your face in his hands and kissing you.
One grand, dramatic, and undeniably salacious kiss.
It surprises you for a second, but then you melt, almost asking for more. You’re on his lap, by your own movements and his. Nothing on your mind but the feeling of his lips against yours.
When the two of you finally pull apart, you can see how he blushes, how his chest falls and rises. Just like you- he’s in his own fluster.
“Could’ve just asked.” He breathes, the two of you calming. “I’d give you anything from that shitty game.”
The hint of jealousy makes you giggle, resting your head on his shoulder. “Even the multi-billion dollar house I designed?”
You can tell he rolls his eyes, but his voice is soft and full of love.
“Yeah, even the fuckin’ world.”
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“Holy fuck [Name], do we have kids in this shit?”
“KATSUKI!! STOP LOOKING!!!”
I’m currently trying to re-download sims because the last I played was when I was 16 and I miss it! Bout to make my whole genshin team and start a fight club 💪
Edit: this is getting loads of reblog comment thingies and I really want to say thank u!!! But IDK HOW TO REPLY??? THIS APP IS SO HARD TO USE???!??
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Dre's Master List
Shouta Aizawa
Drabbles
Dancing On My Own (fluff)
Katsuki Bakugou
One shots
A Warm Home (angst)
Miguel O’Hara
Drabbles/Mini Fics
Sympathy (angst/smut)
Cheated (angst)
Jealous (smut)
Mine (fluff/light smut)
In a bar (light smut)
Grabbing his boobs (fluff/funny ha ha)
Fangs (fluff/angst)
They Know (smut/funny ha ha)
Back Stage (smut)
Art Reference (heavy smut) Part Two (heavy smut)
Ex’s Dad!Miguel (heavy smut/slight angst)
Series: Hail to the King (in progress)
prologue
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5
chapter 6
chapter 7
chapter 8
chapter 9 (coming soon…)
Mini Series: Kitten Licks (finished)
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Mini Series: Sister's Mister (finished)
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Mini Series: Daddy Issues (finished)
Part 1
Part 2
Pregnancy Epilogue
Rule Number Two Ask
Dre Fear Playlist
Fanfics that are based off/inspired by specific songs
Miguel O’Hara
Heart Beat (nsfw / angst)
Distance -pt1 (light smut / heavy angst)
The Lonely -pt2 (heavy angst)
Nasty -pt1 (heavy smut)
Closer -pt2 (heavy smut)
Lightweight - pt1 (angst, smut, inspired by @ofherdesire )
I Hate U - pt 2 (angst, smut, inspired by @ofherdesire )
Karl Heisenberg
Reach For Me (angst)
Loki Laufeyson
Escapism (some smut)
Katsuki Bakugou
Tears Don't Fall (heavy angst)
Hizashi Yamada
Hopelessly Devoted To You (heavy angst / smut)
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*SNIVELING*
oki, ‘m new here, but I thought u would like to hear ‘bout this situation that occurred while I was writing with a katsuki bot I made, ITS SO SIMPLE BUT I— live laugh katsuki 🥺
When her nails are finally done, he comes over to inspect them, giving an approving nod. "Cute," he says gruffly, taking her newly manicured hand in his larger one and running his thumb over the back of it gently.
"This what you wanted?" He asks, glancing over at her face. His tone is casual but his eyes are intent, wanting to be sure she's happy with how they turned out. Her satisfaction means more to him than anything.
He helps her up out of the chair, careful not to mess up her fresh nails. As they walk out of the salon hand in hand, he can't resist teasing her a little. "Don't know how you walk in those damn things," he says, nodding at her wedges. "Might have to carry you if you can't keep up, dumbass."
— 🧁anon
oh that last one is so so so so <3333 i just bought some wedges and they tear my feet apart. sweeps you up without so much as a second thought, one hand tucked under your knees and the other at your back. you feel weightless first, then breathless—
“so funny, mister hero.” you nearly gasp it with the way he just made all the breath in you vanquish. like nothing, you realize. katsuki doesn’t even so much as blink an eye, instead nudging his shoulder to push a door in. “use your hands, next time.”
“important cargo here, sweets,” he wastes no time in snapping back. “i’d say wear better shoes but—,”
“—because,” you’re quick to cut in, “you hate when i have fun?”
“bu-hht.” katsuki jostles you in his arms, not unkindly but none too lightly at all. “we need to be on time for dinner or my mom will wring my neck.”
ruby eyes catch a look at your shoes. they clatter against your skin every now and again as he hustles you toward the car. they hug your feet so nicely; the sweet make of them adds something glorious to your flair.
“what’s wrong?” you tug gently at the buttoned sleeve of his dress shirt. “you don’t like them?”
he sets you down to click open the passenger door.
the last you hear of katsuki is as he ushers you down into the seat. he sounds troubled, forlorn almost. then the coward hobbles on around to stick his keys into his ignition and glide off.
“remind me to fuck you in those shoes later tonight.”
“oh no way,” you gaze on him sharpens. “these wouldn’t withstand it. it’s barefoot or nothing with you now.”
“what’s that shit you love to say when you’re bein’ dramatic?” you hum, tapping at your phone to let mitsuri know the two of you are on your way. katsuki’s quick to follow up.
“i remember: you hate my happiness.”
“no!” you retaliate, only after a few beats. your phone zings! Take your time, your mother in law shoots a text back, followed by a few blue heart emojis.
your snap your neck to eye your husband down, “i think it’s important to remember how your splooge ruined my red bottoms the last time i let you raw me in heels.
which was yesterday, by the way.”
“so, what?”
“sooo, what!” katsuki’s nearly impressed when your voice pitches three octaves. oh, he’s pissed you off. bad. well, it can’t be too bad, he reasons with himself.
the bastard doesn’t even fight the smirk that curls in his lips, spliced at the corner with a real nasty scar.
“so, what?” katsuki mutters. “the new pair were ordered an hour later.”
you sputter. “is that my point, dickhead? i’ll answer for you: no!”
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Starfire - Chapter 4 (Bakugou x Reader x Deku)
A/N - AHH, here's where we ACTUALLY get somewhere. Comment if you enjoyed it! Also there are more chapters under my AO3, which has my same username if you're interested:) <3
“Fucking Deku tried to save me.”
You double back, eyes wider than saucers as Katsuki walks in front of you, “What?! Why didn’t you tell me before! Is he okay?” Katuki scowls at your reaction.
“Tch. The nerd is fine. Already told him that I didn’t need his help — I don’t owe him anything.” Despite his attempt to reassure you, a heavy feeling sinks deep into your chest. Fingers tightening around the straps of your backpack, you purse your lips before addressing the angry blonde beside you, “Katsuki...why do you treat Izu the way you do?”
A sour taste fills his mouth when the endearment leaves your lips — Izu, he thinks bitterly.
When Katsuki stays silent, you glance at him: hands in his pockets, a scowl on his face. “I wish...I wish you would…” A sigh leaves your mouth, “It really doesn’t matter what I wish Katsuki. You need to figure things out for yourself — not just because I want you to.” You can almost hear the ‘tch’ going through his stubborn mind. Then, you reach the corner of your street — turning left not right.
“Hey idiot.” The tone in Katsukis’ voice isn’t biting, only tired and surprisingly calm, “Did you hit your head or somethin’? Your house is this way.” His hand jerks, pointing distinctly right. The gesture makes you smile.
“So you do remember where my house is.” You don’t bother hiding the smug tone in your voice — you couldn’t help but tease him a little.
“ “Course I fucking do, ya idiot,” Katsuki mutters. You’re about to tease him about his foul mouth when his hand reaches for you, pinky latching onto yours and tugging. “K-Katsuki, what are you doing?”
A wicked, feral grin adornes his face when your hand reaches up, aiming to cover your blushing cheeks. Instead, Katsuki catches your hand, lacing your fingers together with his, “Keeping my promise.”
***
With only a small ‘tch’ falling from his lips, he grabs your pinky with his, curling his finger around your smaller one and saying in a gruff voice, “Promise.”
The memory comes back to you in a vivid flash. Your interlocked pinkies, the blush on Katsukis’ face, the way you leaned up on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. It was so long ago and yet he remembers.
His hand feels different than it did back then. Bigger. Palms that used to be soft were now covered with calluses, made rough from endless hours of training — you even had some of your own. You smooth your fingers mindlessly over the calluses on Katsukis’ hand, tracing patterns into his skin — unbeknownst to the blondes’ furiously beating heart.
***
Why did your hands have to be so damn perfect?
They weren’t that perfect, far from it actually. Katsuki could feel the flaws on your skin. There was one in particular that he recognized; a long scar on the palm of your hand. He remembers the day that you got it, and how you made him kiss it better afterwards — he’s trying not to think about your lips when he feels it. Almost jumping out of his skin when your fingers smooth over his calluses, he attempts to repress a shiver at your touch.
Katsuki knew that he had rough hands — especially with his training. But, with his sweat glands being the heart of his quirk, his hands were hypersensitive to touch. And seeing as it was your touch wasn’t helping the situation.
He lets out a satisfied huff when your house comes into view, hoping to escape from your stroking fingers that feel really fucking nice against his skin. But even when he tugs at your interlocked hands, you don't let go. In fact, you're dragging him past the gate and to your front porch, making him growl at you, "What the fuck Y/N — you know that the old hag will have my head if I'm not home soon."
He hears you mumble something about his swearing problem before sassing right back at him, "I'm not letting you go home all beat up Katsuki. So just shut up and do what you're told. Give me your phone."
"Fuck no." His voice comes out as a teasing growl, because he knows what's coming.
You rip your hands from his before slamming them on your hips, nose scrunching up just the way he likes it and Katsuki positively grins — until you start rummaging through his pockets.
"What the — get the hell off me woman!" God, he had forgotten how much of a sass you were. Before he can react, you quickly pull the cell phone from his front pocket, dialing his mother immediately.
"KATSUKI! I just saw the news. Where the hell are you?!" Katsuki snorts at your calm expression, clearly unfazed by his mother's yelling. At this point, he was just glad that the old hag wasn't yelling at him.
"Mitsuki? This is Y/N L/N. You remember me right?" Katsuki growls when his mother responds in a delighted voice. Now she’s being nice?
"Of course, I haven't seen you in years sweetheart. You need to come and visit me! D'you have any idea where my idiot son is?"
"You hag!" You dodge Katsuki as he grabs for the phone, skipping around the gate while he backs away with a huff. "Yep, Katsuki is with me. He's pretty beat up though. Would it be alright if I fixed him up and sent him home a little later?"
"I'm not a fucking kid for you to send home Y/N—"
"Of course! Just don't let that demon give you too much trouble — you're far too sweet to take Katsukis' shit." You laugh at Mitsuki's bluntness, taking in Bakugou as he slips off his uniform jacket, "Will do Mitsuki, I’ll come visit soon.”
As soon as you hang up the phone, you glance back at Katsuki to see him rolling up the sleeves of his uniform, revealing the chorded muscles of his forearms. The sight makes you swallow hard. Since when did he have those?
Your eyes flit over his frame, scanning the strong line of his jaw, ghosting down his tall body — had he always been this tall? Even after your growth throughout middle school, the boy still had at least seven inches on you.
His shoulders were broad now, and they looked even more so after his blazer was off. How had you not noticed them? Or the bulging muscles that now lined his biceps? He was sixteen — the same age as you, but you were damn sure that sixteen year olds weren’t supposed to look like this. Who gave him the right to be this attractive?
Noticing your eyes on his arms, Katsuki steps forward with a glint in his red gaze, licking his lip with a feral grin, “Whatcha lookin’ at Y/N?” Your eyes snap to his and then down, following the flick of his wicked tongue.
You swallow again. Hard.
But then, you see the knowing smirk on his face. Puffing out your cheeks with stubborn intent, you grab his hand again, this time to drag him into the house.
“Shut it Katsuki."
His smirk only grows wider.
***
By some miracle, you had managed to make the explosive blond settle into a chair that you had pulled in from the kitchen. You were wedged in between his legs, back facing the bathroom counter as you fussed over his injuries. You can feel his chest expand sharply against your stomach as you dab over a particularly deep cut, and it makes you whisper a quiet ‘sorry’ under your breath.
Katsuki only grunts in acknowledgement before moving his hands, allowing them to grip the backs of your thighs — close. He’s really close.
You have to force yourself to breathe because his fingers are smoldering against the bare skin of your thighs and his large body is consuming yours. Even sitting down, his presence is dominating. Powerful.
Like a cat waiting to pounce.
You’re cleaning a shallow cut near his cheekbone when you notice a scar. It’s short but thick, resting just above his eyebrow. Your thumb brushes over it subconsciously and your brows furrow — you don’t remember this one.
“Where did you get this one ‘Suki?”
Katsuki feels your touch like a brand against his skin and he wishes you would stop. He wishes that you would stop touching him this way, that you would stop making him feel the weird something that appears in his gut when you’re around.
But he can’t pull away. Not when you’re looking at him like that. Or when your curvy body is right up against him — between his legs. And when he hears you say his nickname, the words fall from his mouth without hesitation, “Couple of years ago,” his voice seems hoarse and rough, even to his own ears. “Rock Climbing.”
His heart begins to beat wildly against the walls of his ribcage when your body shifts between his legs — you were leaning down. Katsukis’ crimson eyes widen as your lips press against his brow, right over his scar.
It seemed silly really. His body was covered in fresh cuts and bruises, yet you chose to kiss him there — a wound that had happened years ago. But then, you start whispering against the skin of his brow, and it makes sense.
“I wasn’t there to kiss it better — like you were for mine.”
He knows that you’re referring to the scar on your palm. The one that he had pressed his lips against to stop your tears — you’d been seven and a half back then. Katsuki snorts at the thought, slapping playfully at the side of your thigh, “At least I wasn’t a wuss like you. I didn’t even cry when I got this. Guess you’re just not top hero material like me.”
You blush when his large hand slaps your thigh, “Oh shuddup. I was seven! You know that I could kick your ass now.” You weren’t sure if you could. Your quirk was definitely strong but Katsukis’ combat experience greatly outweighed yours and he knew it.
Katsuki grins at your words, fingers tightening threateningly around your thighs when he rasps, “Anytime baby girl, I’ll fuckin’ wreck you.”
Oh my god.
Almost immediately, your hands are covering your blushing face — did he mean to say it like that? You peek through your fingers, only to see him staring straight at you with a devilish smirk on his face. Of course he meant to say it that way.
You slam your fingers shut, blocking your face from view while letting out an embarrassed groan against your hands. Katsuki only cackles evilly at your embarrassment and attempts to pry your fingers away from your eyes, “C’mon Y/N. Don’t make me do it.”
Make him do what?
You realize just what he means when his fingers hover over your waist. Oh no. He remembers. Just then, Katsuki attacks your waist mercilessly with his fingers, causing you to grab at his hands, “Katsuki please no—”
Katsuki only grins as you double over in painful laughter, almost enjoying your suffering. “You think I’d forget how damn ticklish you are? Not a fucking chance.” Tears are leaking from the corners of your eyes as you twist and turn away from him, but Katsuki has you locked tight. One of his muscled arms is wrapped tightly around your waist, while the other tickles you without mercy.
“Say I’m the best.” His grin is absolutely feral. Your stomach twists painfully at yet another bout of giggles and you can’t help but wheeze, “Yes, you’re the best Katsuki—”
His fingers continue, “And the strongest?”
“Oh my god Katsuki, yes you are the fucking strongest — please stop.” You collapse almost immediately against his large frame when the fingers stop, leaving a few stray giggles to escape from your heaving chest. When you look at Katsuki, your breath catches — because there’s no smirk there. Or even the feral, triumphant grin that he usually adorns after winning a challenge.
On his face is a genuine smile and it takes the wisps of breath right from your chest. At this moment, you consider it a good thing that Bakuou Katsuki frowns all the time. Because even more irresistible than his panty-dropping smirk, was the smile he was giving you now.
And even more so, because you realize that the smile is just for you.
***
He hasn’t heard you laugh like that in a long time.
His heart is beating out of his chest again. And he’s sure that he is going to die — because your laugh is the most beautiful sound that he’s ever heard.
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SCREAM 3 (Yan!GhostFace!Baku)
He also comes maskless! So check out his spoopy mug! 👻
warnings/notes: NSFW, college!au, Katsuki is insane, Katsuki is a yandere, Katsuki’s POV, but he eventually short-circuits 😂 so it goes to reader's POV and back again, nerdy reader, reader is a brat, Katsuki being a big puppy for reader, confessions & cuteness, making out, oral(male receiving), face fucking, daddy papa bear kink, and size kink. was originally intended as a full on smut, but I couldn't resist the end lmfao 😂 imagination is good for the mind and body, so go nuts with how he rails ya'll 🥵 maybe continue it in rbs or asks or something i wont mind srsly
I'm sorry I haven't been posting and have just been reblogging, I'm suffering from writer's block and tryin to get over it 😩 it is working, bit by bit
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Ya'll already know if you read the opening and especially the ending, but I’ll warn again; the reader is fruitloopy due to the fact they accept what Katsuki did and still have the hots for him despite the fact he's a murderer, because this is a consent blog ✨ (not me shamelessly promoting the other parts 😂)
tags: @parker-natasha
The spam from your group chat had him red-faced. Along the lines of 'Oooooo N/N gettin HUNNY 🥴' 'U go N/N 😂' 'bb u in for a SURPRISE ✨🤤' '👉👌'. It wasn't long before you turned off your cellphone. He could see your ears as red as he felt his face was, and he couldn't help but think about how cute you were, clinging to his arm and dragging him along.
As much as the height difference made it awkward for him to follow you, he was basking under your touch; whether you knew it or not, you were practically clinging to his arm, and for Katsuki...this was a dream he never wanted to wake up from. He couldn't keep in the lovestruck grin that graced his lips.
You. The love of his life, the Deity he worships, the sweet loveable you who he killed for...you thanked him. Something he never expected you to do. Ever. Because he'd resolved himself to play the villain to protect you. The sweet, innocent you.
You were clinging so beautifully to his arm, dragging him along with a strength he never knew you had, to where you had lived. That place--a Forbidden Palace he never allowed himself to encroach further on. As you pull him closer and closer, the louder he could hear his own heart thud in his chest. The more and more anxious he found himself become. Soon enough, a pitiful sound escapes him; something he couldn't contain. You immediately turned around, reaching up to cup his face with your small hands. Genuine worry on your face. "'tsuki...it's okay. Okay?" you coo up at him and he melts into your touch. He lifts his hand to grab yours, but he pause midway. How could he dare touch you with bloodied hands? You smile at him, then. Smile. At. Him. You take his hand gingerly, and his heart skips a beat. "It's okay. We're almost there." you say to him, before turning around, his hand in yours, leading him once more.
And you were right; your place was close-a small apartment complex. You lead him up to your door, before releasing him to get your keys. "It's a bit messy inside." you say, craning your head to glance up to him briefly. He shakes his head-because truthfully, he didn't care. You snort. "Well, it is, so I'm sorry, ahead of time." you tell him as you put your key into the keyhole and turn it. "Don't care..." he mumbles, the jingling making him anxious in a different manner, the fact that his obsession was unlocking their door for him, despite knowing about his crime setting in all too quickly.
You open your door with a soft laugh, "Welcome to L/N's humble abode." you say, beckoning him in as you toe off your shoes with practiced ease. And really, he realized as he follows you in, it was a humble abode. He watches you walk into the living room and take a turn into the kitchen as he removes one boot at a time, before following you. It was a decently sized space; a very short and almost claustrophobic hallway connected to the small mudroom at the entrance lead to a living room on the left, and a small kitchen off to the right. Beyond these two rooms was a longer hallway that had lead to what he assumed to be a bathroom, and a bedroom as he stood waiting for you while you were in the kitchen. It was small, yes, but it was big enough for one or two people. A couple. He raised a hand to his forehead, dragging his palm down his flushed face as he tried to will away that thought. A couple.
"Want something to drink?" your voice ringing right behind him makes him jump out of his skin, releasing a strangled sound at the back of his throat. How'd you get so close without him noticing?! You laugh at his reaction. At his expense. As embarrassing as it was, he thought bringing his hand up again to hide half his face from view as you peeked around and up at him, it was also cute. Red eyes flick to your face very briefly to see a mischievous gremlin smile gracing your lips. "Your ears are red, 'tsuki~" you teased, and yes, he knew they were.
"Just water..." he grumbled, averting his gaze from you as you round him, offering him a cold water bottle. He takes it, and you walk by him, taking his free hand to lead him to the couch. Once you both were comfortably seated, he downs half the bottle. Several moments of silence pass before he hears you speak. "So...you have something to tell me? Or...do you want me to go first, 'tsuki?" you asked.
Something to tell you? He couldn't bring himself to even so much as glance your way, his mind beginning to reel. Something to tell you? Like how he heard those bastards who wanted to defile you, like how he killed every last one of those motherfuckers? How much he'd made those fuckers suffer, knocking off a bitch bimbo or two while he was at it? No, that'd make you afraid of him. Right? He didn't want that! He wanted to protect you! The one he'd loved so much!
He'd loved...
Or did you want him to tell you how he'd been sent spiraling downhill uncontrollably, completely and utterly obsessed with you? Since the beginning. He'd been falling and falling. Maybe, at first, he knew it was wrong, but now? Now that he's killed for you? Katsuki wasn't so sure anymore; if it was wrong or not. That thread has long since snapped.
"'tsuki?" he hears your worried voice, and finally, he turns to you. Close. You were close. Katsuki was quickly overwhelmed by this, all train of thought coming to a crashing halt, his face burning up.
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He was silent for awhile, refusing to look at you and answer you. You could tell from his body language-his posture-something was churning inside his head. And you had a hunch what that something was, so you carefully inched close to him. "'tsuki?" you called him, worried. Your voice brings a jolt in him as his head swivels to you, and you hold back your laugh at how quickly his face, ears, and neck turn a lurid crimson; bright enough to rival his widened eyes. Okay, perhaps you were a little too close. You find yourself smiling softly, feeling your cheeks heat slightly, for a few short moments.
"I...overheard." you admit, allowing time for your words to begin to sink in. "What that man wanted to do." you say to him, his beet red flush beginning to cool as you speak to him, one sentence at a time, slowly. "The man...you killed." you say to him. You could see horror and panic very slowly begin to settle into his sharp features. "'tsuki." you call him again. "I meant it." you tell him, seriously. "When I said thank you." you say. His brows furrow, and he opens his mouth, but no words come out.
You look down, your hand searching for his. "Sweet thing..." you say the nickname he'd called you softly, watching his fingers flex and hesitantly intertwine with yours. "I..." you hear him try to speak. "Truth be told, I, uh...." you trail off, trying to find the courage to confess to the man whose hand you were holding, "I love you." trying to find the right words to tell him how long--
'I love you.'
Once the three raspy words register over your inner scramble to find the right words, you whip your head up to look at him in awe, and a pang of disbelief. The man you were head over heels for...just confessed to you, before you could confess to him. The loveable man in front of you, looking so adorable going shade after shade redder by the second. Without a second thought, you swing one leg over his legs to straddle his lap, his embarrassed sputtering going in one ear and out the other.
"Thah--Buh--Ah--"
You cup his face, tilt your head and lean in to place your lips on his in a brief chaste kiss, the scent of warm caramel clouding your senses. The warbled noise that escapes him when you pull away; the adorable 'please' in his gaze makes you smile as you lean back in to pepper him with soft kisses. He sighs in content, basking in your affection, his tense form melting under your kisses. It isn't until the nth kiss you press onto his lips that he kisses back, which earns a giggle from you.
You could feel his smile as you kissed him and he kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck. This slow, sweet kiss was shared for several moments before you both break apart. You bring a hand to caress his face, gazing at his lovely features, his hands resting on your hips. "I love you, too, 'tsuki." you tell him in a small voice, shyly. His smile widens, thumbs rubbing a brief circle before he leans down slowly to kiss you-so sweetly, as if asking permission-and you close the distance, locking your lips with his, carding your fingers through his soft hair.
You nip on his lower lip, silently asking for more, and he complies with a soft groan; parting his lips to allow you entrance, his tongue wrestling yours. His taste. Heavens above, he was more intoxicating than you dreamed of. You scoot up on his lap to get closer to him, closer to his warmth, your pelvis bumping into something very hard and quite large. You could feel his gasp in your mouth at that contact.
"That--"
For you, this was a dream come true. Feeling mischievous, you grind against him. "Fuck." he grunts, stilling your hips.
" 'tsuki?" you hum.
"We...can't."
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"We...can't." he says. " 'tsuki…" he hears you whine, he sees those pretty eyes looking up at him. "That--I-" he tries. Those pretty eyes. "It's not that I don't want to, it's--fuck--" he grunts, feeling his face heat up. "If--that-" he starts. Begging him.
See, Katsuki had self-restraint practically in spades. But now that he was beneath the beautiful you in the flesh, that which he prided himself in crumbles completely. "I won't be able to control myself." he grits out, hanging on a thread. "Then don't, 'tsuki." you say, very close to sending him reeling down the path of debauchery that only happened in his dreams. Those gorgeous eyes looking up at him, pleading with him.
He didn’t want to scare you. Damn, you were so beautiful. He wanted to protect you, not--
" 'tsuki?" you call him sweetly.
How could he say no?
"Consent." he manages. Your pretty eyes widen up at him, while he goes through an internal struggle. Oh, the things he wanted to do to you. So sweet, so beautiful…so innocent looking. You grace him with your laughter, pink dusting your cheeks-music to his ears, sending shivers up and down his spine, giving him goosebumps.
He wanted to corrupt you. But that would have to wait. He wanted to savor his first time with you. Take things nice and slow.
But first, he wanted to know if you wanted him, too.
"I need your consent, y/n." he says, and just push yourself closer to him. "I don't want to hurt you." he says, as you wrap your arms around his neck, "I--" planting a hot one on his lips to shut him up. "Jus' fuck me, already, 'tsuki." you tell him, and something in him snaps.
Oh, sweetheart. He'll fuck you, alright.
Large hands cup your ass, fingers digging into your supple flesh, anchoring you to him. He could hear your gasp, your cute squeal as he stood up, followed by your playful laughter as he carried you down the hall while you clung to him. "La-last one down--" you gasp breathlessly, your sweet lips searching for his, your hands tugging wantonly at his blonde locks. He grunts, hiking you up and craning his head, and you latch on as he keeps you secure around his hips, making out with him as he reaches out a hand and turns the knob, kicking the door open. Vermillion eyes glance up and flit about your room as he carries you to the bed.
Your room. Your bed.
He pulls away from the kiss when his knees meet the bed, plopping you on top of the mattress. "Fuck--" he grunts, your hand already reaching under his tank top, gliding over his trail and feeling up his abs, exploring up, up, up, one sneaky little finger from your other hand hooping under his belt.
You're a brave one, aren't 'cha?
He reaches up behind himself, pulling off his hoodie, his tank top quickly following, discarded on the floor. He chuckles darkly, catching you staring at the very visible tent straining from within the tight confines of his jeans. "Like what 'cha see, sweet thing?" he smirks down at you, watching your pretty hues flit up to him. You give him a coquettish smile, and he could see the mischief in your eyes as you grabbed his belt and proceeded to wrestle it undone. He stays put-he lets you do you, a huff of amusement escaping through his nose.
His eyes spot something tucked beneath your pillows. He could see it very well; right there, in your preferred color, lay a dildo. You made quick work of his belt, situating yourself better, the mattress bouncing under your excited movement, before you undo the button and lower the zipper of his jeans, the latter's teeth ripping open with only the slightest tug, his cock free from it's tightest confine, creating a huge tent in his briefs. He licks his lips, your beautiful gasp making his cock throb in anticipation. He gives you a wicked smirk, reaching for your toy. You want him to fuck you, sweet thing, and believe him, he wants to fuck you six ways from Sunday.
After you see what he had reached for, you begin sputtering. You're so cute, he thinks, seeing the start of some letters, turning it...
..to see his name. "That, 'tsuki--that's!" you try, your embarrassed squeaks only fueling the flame. Boosting his ego. "Fuck, sweetheart." he grunts. You're not as innocent as he thought you were. He steps back, taking your chin and lifting it as he bends and just kisses you.
You, his lovely obsession, had a fucking dildo you used, with his fucking name on it.
Well, when he was done with you, you wouldn't need the damn thing anymore. He'd make damn sure he replaces his own fucking replacement. And that's a promise.
"Mhmn." he hums as he pulls away, chuckling as your lips chase him. "Wanna put them pretty lips somewhere else?" he asks, your toy discarded somewhere in lieu of teasing the band of his briefs while he thumbed at your lips with his other hand.
He watches your gaze dip lower and lower, meeting with his prominent bulge. He was bigger than you had imagined him to be; he knew he would fill you up better than any toy you would use when you fantasized about him.
"How 'bout wrapping 'em around my cock." he says. It wasn't a question.
He pulls down the band as you bring your face close, his erection springing free onto your face with a plap. He can't contain the sigh of relief that escapes him as you gasp. "You're big, Papa Bear…" you sigh, the puff of hot air and the petname sending electricity through his body. You give him an experimental kitten lick, making him groan.
Papa Bear? Naughty fuckin' thing.
He wanted so badly to fuck your face, his mind and body warring with each other. He feels your hot wet mouth take him in suddenly, and his hips instinctively buck forward into the welcoming heat.
"Fuck-" he grunts.
He places a hand on the back of your head, encouragingly. After a few moments of making him see stars, he manages to coax you off. He caresses your cheek.
He wanted to do so many things to you, but only for you would he take things slow.
"You wanna be good for Papa?" he asks. He can hear you gasp, he can see your pupils dilate. You nod up at him so sweetly. He can feel his mouth going dry. "Think you can handle a good face fuckin', Teddy Bear?" he asks you. And what do you do? You open your moist cavern, dangling your tongue out expectantly.
That's what you want, isn't it?
"A'ight, you fuckin' asked for it." he growls, lining up his cock with your mouth, and you-you cheeky little thing-you take him into your mouth and begin to suck. He grunts out a curse, one hand on the back of your head. "Gimme a pinch if I get too rough, sweetheart." he warns you, not giving you a chance to give him some form of reply.
He can feel your hands grab at his thighs as he proceeds thrust into your face, guiding your head, soon finding a rhythm-slowly to begin with, so you can get used to him.
You were so eager, though. Despite gagging around him, tears in your eyes, you made sure to give him enough suction to send tingles throughout his body. Your tongue, too. The hot appendage stroking him in all the right places, giving rise to his moans. "Oh, Teddy Bear--feel s'fuckin' good." he sings your praises.
Balls deep. He's fucking your face, and you're taking it like a fucking trooper, pretty little stars in your eyes while you look up at him. "Ooh, fuck–" a wanton groan escapes him as he throws his head back, your slurps and wet needy chokes complimenting his sounds of approval.
So sweet. So beautiful. Your pretty lips wrapped around his dick, that lovely tongue of yours doing absolute wonders where he's most sensitive.
You're so observant, listening to and watching his reactions, easily figuring out how to pleasure him, pretty tears streaming from your beautiful eyes.
"S'pretty, yes y'fuckin' are." he praises, panting. He was getting so close, so quickly, and he knew you knew he was. "Ooh, babe…!" he gasps as you suck harder, trying to milk him of all he's worth, making his eyes roll back into his head. He clenches his jaw, his thrusts getting sloppier. "Te-Teddy Bear-" a rasp escapes him, his jaw dropping as he groans.
"Close, 'm close, wh-ere-d'ya-" his voice cracks, and your hands grab hold of his hips, the tell-tale pressure silently telling him inside while you give him a dick melting suck that sends him into a tizzy, three more sloppy thrusts seeing him over the edge in an intense orgasm, knees weak and body shuddering at each shot of cum you all but greedily milk from him while you choke on his cock.
His grip on your head loosens, both of his arms going slack. He could feel you suckling as you pull off him, giving his half-hard cock a sticky kiss before wrapping them pretty lips around his sensitive cock head only to give him yet another dick melting suck, tongue curled around him, making him jolt. He pulls you off his half hard cock, the impish sparkle in your eyes giving rose to something in him.
"Don't be cheeky." he warns you as you curl your fingers around the base of his length. You grin up at him. "What are you gonna do?" you ask daringly, your next words kindling to his darkest desire to turn you into an obedient obsession. "Punish me?"
Boy, little had he known, you were a brat. The corners of his mouth tugged upwards in a no doubt feral grin. "Trust me, sweetheart. You don't want that." he tells you.
You simply shrug, prettily. His last thread was dangerously close to snapping. His desire-his need to make this first time together something special…
"What if I do?"
…all too easily flushed away by you.
He cranes his head back, takes a deep breath, and exhales slowly.
One chance, he tells himself. He'll only give you one chance.
"Ya might wanna run, babe." he warns you , darkly, scowling down at you. If you did run, oh divine, he'd have to hunt you down, protect you from the horrors of the world, locking you away if he needed to, and care for your every fucking whim, want, and need. He'd make damn sure you'd be perfectly happy. A perfect, sweet, obedient, darling, divine obsession.
You catch him off guard; pulling his wrists towards you sharply, sending him hovering over you with a startled grunt, his large hands pressed into the bed on either side of your head. The sweet titters that pass your lips and ring throughout your bedroom pinball inside his skull. "You already got me, so what's the point, Kats?" you tease him.
You'd love that, wouldn't you, darling?
A feral grin splits across his face.
"Aight, then. I'll make you scream for me, darlin'." he promises you, already pawing away your clothes.
He'll make you Scream, until your voice runs out.
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The Night Before ♡
Characters: Katsuki Bakugou x GN!Reader
Contains: angst (if u squint), suggestive/implied nsfw, swearing, fluff lmk if I miss something
Words: 1K
A/n: this was in my main account's draft for like a year or so BUT ENJOY I hope you like this ps. I HOPE THIS HEADER FITS THE THEME CAUSE I MADE IT
He always thought that you would be together after all you were best friends, as much as he never wanted to admit to it but you were always together. Like when he got his licence, you being there for almost almost all his birthdays, awards and everything. You were always there for him and he was always there for you. You got him out of going to jail, You got him out of the house, when no one else did you were like his rock when he felt like he didn't have one.
And there was no denying it. Not to you, not to him not to anybody you guys were super close too. So when you guys said you would be back in a bit everybody knew you guys wanted to be left alone even if it wasn't said you guys weren't together but everyone let you two be without bugging or asking. Knowing you guys you would wanna spend a bit of alone time together before you both left for college and then you'd start your lives.
The short and quiet drive to the lake was nothing but comfortable. Radio silence and then the car coming to a stop and you and bakugou were in a good mood although he would never admit you being alone with him made him feel things he didn't feel with others. Seeing the lake made him really think about you, and everything leading up to this. He thought about every single little detail and this lake, this stupid little lake. The lake he met you at and the lake he realized he loved you at the week before this. Where you found him on the verge of tears cause he had been broken up with, where you met his friends and he met yours. All those memories hit him with full force as he saw the orange, pink, purple, blue and golden hues of the somewhat clear sunset.
Sitting in the car and turning the engine off he looked at you. Slightly asleep and head against the cold glass of the window. He wasn't sure what to think, he didn't know why his eyes were scanning your tired body. He didn't know why he so badly wanted to kiss you or why his heart was racing. He couldn't figure out why the look of your smooth skin gave him goosebumps and why the way you were just sitting in his passenger seat the night before you both left for collage, even when your guy's friends were at his house for one last hurrah.
He didn't get why you suck by him even with his "monster" like attitude or why you'd defend it either. He always thought about why you did or a way to explain it. He never did and after sometime he stopped and just paid attention to you. Seeing everything he could, wanting to know as much about you as you did him.
But he got too full of emotion and without thinking he was pulling you to him. Getting the best of him was hard for most never knowing what he was like except for you. You didn't think he would be pulling your hoodie to him and locking lips with the ash blond pulling him in harder than he did you, feeling the need he emitted from a simple kiss. Pulling away when you both needed air but he still held onto you if anything tightening his solid grip.
"All I wanna do, is take care of you." He paused for a second almost completely out of breath, "Will you let me take care of you." looking you saw nothing but pure love and dilated scarlet pupils. At a loss of words you go to speak but he beats you to it "I'll let you take care of me." You swore that in that moment you had never heard his speak so softly. Knowing how much he hated when people offered to take care of him, you know he was serious but the way his hand started to lightly tremble and how his ear tips were getting the slightest shade of pink to 'em. Looking at you and seeing you teary-eyed and nodding yes with a soft look "yeah?" he said more like a question. Giving him a nod for the third time "Okay."
You never thought you would see this day, you thought it would be a happy time. Given the circumstances you would have been so excited, but in the morning you'd both leave and start anew with one another. You weren't sure why you didn't stop him from kissing you more or why you wanted it to last forever. You loved it, you love him that's why you'd never stop him. You wanted to feel his hands roam your body untouched by another feeling like it was right. While he showed you what his love really was telling you that you'd be sweet nothings and praise while wiping your tears away. You both knew you'd love each other even after college so you both took your time and sat in the car after you were done.
The ride home was quite pleasant as you both made some small talk and talked about future plans you both had while in and out of college. You both always wanted to be in contact and that was the promise you made it was to always keep contact no matter what was going on in and out of school. You both talked about your majors as you pulled into a parking lot to get ice cream, with you being nosy about him always you asked about why he chose to go into mechanics and engineering. And he asked you why you wanted to get into botany and art while he ordered your ice creams. And as you guys were getting back home you took a good look at everything one last time and said "until we meet again yeah?"
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hihi how are u doing today!? :> can i get single dad hcs (aged up characters ofc) with izuku midoriya, katsuki bakigou, and kirishina with a teen daughter reader. platonic ofc
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ singlehandedly single
a/n: hello anon, nice to see you - I am fine. I changed the reader to gender neutral if you don't mind, and the skin colour of your other parent is not stated for those who are poc, because of diversity :)
gn!reader, poc!reader friendly always mwah <3
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Single Dad!Deku cried when his spouse left him, to this day he still doesn't know the reason. All he knows is that when they gave birth, they handed over his legacy of a child and walked out after recovery. You, [name] Midoriya, were his miracle. You were his pride and joy, the apple of his eye, his everything: he couldn't afford to let you go. So he worked. He worked tirelessly to be a role model for you, and his heart beat to see you smile. Unfortunately for him, his happiness was short lived because, a few years later after his ex-spouse found out how smart and talented and gorgeous you were, they came back to collect you. You didn't know what was happening, you just wanted to stay with your dad, but after hours of screaming they finally left you to him - oh but they didn't hesitate to give you their number in case you changed your mind. Single Dad!Deku grinned when you turned 16 and bought you the newest car available- in four different colours. He's the number one hero for fuck's sake! Still, if that pathetic excuse of an ex tries to come back because of high you are now, they'll have another thing coming.
Single Dad!Bakugou calls you squirt, angel and kiddo, he ruffles your hair when you get an achievement, and, oh my lord, he never stops bragging about you. His side chick left him because she claimed that he never paid attention to her, that she wasn't his priority- he wasn't even married to the nigga 😮💨. She walked out on him angrily, telling him that she was going to raise you better than he could ever imagine, and that he'd come back for you. The pain was too much for her after labour and told him that he caused her this pain. She gave you up. Shitty woman, he was going to give you the best fucking childhood you'd ever have, and one day you'd be as great as him. Single Dad!Bakugou ditched the car and took you on walks every day to get some fresh air. He'd make the best breakfasts and cook you the best lunches: fluffy and thick pancakes stacked on top of each other that jiggled like ass cheeks when you poured the syrup on top, and a top-notch Caesar slada with grilled chicken and hot white rice accompanied with chilled water. No sweet shit until dessert: a slice of cheesecake with powdered sugar on top. ONE SLICE! Okay that slice is a bit small, go on take another if you must. You grew up healthy and loved. Single Dad!Bakugou never missed any of your performances or activities, and cheered for you the loudest. You are even better than him now! Excuse him from leaving your 16th birthday celebration, but he has to double check the locks, should the mother find out that her child is living the dream.
Single Dad!Kirishima was so happy when he won the court trial to be able to keep you. He tries his best to make you happy, and you can bet he's done a great job of that. You were surrounded by many other parental figures from childhood: Auntie Mina, Uncle Denki and Uncle Sero. From piggyback rides to going on holiday every summer along with their kids, your life was fun filled. You visited your other parent every weekend, where they'd try to outdo Eijirou by playing games with you, introducing you to their friends, arranging meet ups with celebrities and taking you to all-you-can-eat buffets. Whenever you got home, full of bliss, it never failed to make you slightly upset when they exchanged glares. Single Dad!Kirishima never told you why him and your parent split up, often changing the subject instead to something like what you wanted for your birthday in ten years time. You were as happy as could be, and proved yourself in many different ways: both parents were proud of you. Your dad went the little extra mile on you sweet 16, opting to hire planes to fly and write messages for you in the sky. Of course, this struck competition between the two of your guardians as the other had daytime fireworks spell out your name in bright gold letters which, to Eijirou's dismay, looked absolutely beautiful. Back and forth it went, money draining from each others pockets until it was a fucking statue of you built in the front garden with a fountain. Goodness knows how much debt those two are in.
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Hiiiii!!!! How are you?? Hope you're doing well💖💖
Although w kinktober you must be so busy, bt I wanna suggest smthng you might like. If you've seen the tiktok trend "come n get your girl, she be tryna flirt" or the waist whine thing(if not you cld check it out on yt),, it's just I can't getting my mind off abt thinking how katsuki(not bf katsuki jus him and u hve a crush in each other) wld find out abt your secret tiktok accnt and stumbles across your video on this and he's hooked n horny n in love all sorts of things . You guys may end up alone for hw or something by chance snd things take a wild turn djvinkjjnn.... I hope you like this idea bt regardless of all that, I wanna say I love your writings and have a beautiful day 💖💖💖
Reference + 2 person version
Let's ignore how long ago this was <3
Bit of an ooc Bakugou ?? I'm experimenting with my writing style. Unedited !!
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Come and get your girl, she be tryna flirt, so-
"Oi, what shit are you watchin'? "
You jump, your heart racing cause fuck you thought Bakugou was a teacher, catching you watching tiktoks instead of studying.
"Oh I was just scrolling through my fyp."
He scoffs, pulling out a chair next to you and plopping down in it, making it creak from the sheer size of him.
"You made any?"
"Videos?"
He shoots you a glare and you let out a huffing laugh, fingers tapping at your screen to bring you to your drafts. He leans closer and you're surrounded by his cologne, taking a small inhale and side eyeing him to make sure he didn't see.
You pull up the most recent video, and the music plays softly from your phone's speakers as he watches you lip sync, then move the phone down and move your hips along to the beat. Once the video starts to play again, you tap the screen and glance at him, your chest tightening a bit at the awkward silence.
"Uh, have you made any videos Bakugou?"
He scoffs and leans back, head titled as he stares at the ceiling.
"Nah, I'm not a tiktok junkie."
"I-"
"Didn't say you were, woman."
You nod and look away, starting to imagine Bakugou getting sturdy or doing stiff hips. You stifle a giggle before turning back to him.
"You should do one, just for fun. I'll teach you."
"Fuck no."
"Cmonn Bakugou I won't post it or send it to anyone, I won't even save it just try. If it's too hard for you just-"
"-Fuck off. Show me the dance."
"Do you want me to fuck off or show you the-"
He cuts you off with a glare and you grab your phone, setting it up against your water bottle and showing him a tiktok of two girls. After a minute, you start to set up the video and set the timer.
"Alright, you wanna be behind me or in front?"
"What do you think."
You roll your eyes at his attitude but get in front of him regardless, reaching over to grab the phone and start the video. You extend your arm to record you both and silently curse the gods for making him so tall cause you could barely get him in the frame.
The video starts and you lip sync along, trying not to laugh at Bakugou's pout, then bring the phone down to your hips and start to move.
Once the song stops you bring the phone back up to your face and laugh. He was barely visible at the lower angle, his hips rolling but way behind you.
"Why are you so far, Bakugou? You're supposed to be directly behind me."
He grumbles under his breath but doesn't protest when you start over. You lip sync once again and bring the phone down, and this time Bakugou is on you, his print pressing snug against your ass and almost making you drop your phone. You push your ass back hard on the last part, elicting a punched sound from his throat.
Once the video starts to play again you try to take a step forward, but big hands on your hips stop you.
"The fuck was that?"
"Excuse me?"
"That shit you just did, at the end."
"I dont know what you're talking about."
"Yeah?"
He presses against you again, and you can feel his dick throb underneath his sweats, fat and hot. You gasp softly, instinctively pushing back.
"We're in a library you fuckin sicko."
You grind against him again, laughing softly.
"Mm, I'm not the one who got hard though, hm?"
He snarls at you but presses into you once again, lingering for a second before pulling away.
Youre about to say something, but he turns you around and presses his lips to yours, sucking your bottom one into his mouth and holding your waist, groaning softly when nip at him.
"Grab your shit, we're going to my place."
You nod quickly before putting your books back in your bag, exiting out of tiktok where the video is still playing and shutting your phone off. Who new tiktok could be the reason you get laid?
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BakuDeku Fanfic Recommendations
Deku stops calling Bakugo “Kacchan”
Archive of our own
Disclaimers!
None of the stories linked below are mine.
Art belongs to @spatziline
Note: If you read any of these works and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!
What The Fuck Did You Just Call Me? by reading_raindrop
Summary: “A-ah B-Bakugou! You dropped some pencils!”
Katsuki stiffened. Kirishima and Kaminari froze. Basically, everyone within earshot stopped what they were doing to look at Izuku like he sprouted a second head. What did he just call him?
“What the fuck did you just say to me?”
“U-um I said you dropped some pencils! I think this eraser might be yours to-”
“No. What the fuck did you just call me?”
Complete | 4 Chapters
Rated - Teen & Up
Forgive Me? by miraculousemily47
Summary: Bakugou Katsuki is having a bad day. In a fit of rage at the world, he yells at Midoriya Izuku and says things he doesn't mean. When he tries to apologize, Izuku is nowhere to be found. By the time they see each other again, Izuku had already resolved to leave Katsuki alone.
Complete | 3 Chapters
Rated - Teen & Up
Back to Kacchan by K5breana, snakeroot100
Summary: What would Bakugou do to make Midoriya stop saying Kacchan? How would Bakugou react? Would he be excited to be rid of the childish nickname or would he want to go back to being Kacchan?
{One Shot}
Rated - General Audiences
Not your Kacchan by ikindalikemylifealittlenow
Summary: Izuku overhears Katsuki say that he hates the name “Kacchan” to the bakusquad, so he makes an effort to stop calling Katsuki by the childish nickname. For some reason, this doesn’t seem to make Katsuki happy.
Incomplete | 5/? Chapters
Rated - Explicit
MY NAME IS KACCHAN! by marzar
Summary: “Hey, Bakugou, do you have another pencil?”
Izuku stops calling Bakugou "Kacchan".
Bakugou has some feelings about that.
Complete | 3 Chapters
Rated - n/a
Midoriya Calls Him Bakugou by NightmarezReal
Summary: Bakugou starts to grow nervous. Somethings wrong. Deku hasn’t smiled at him in weeks. The half and half bastard is sticking way to close for comfort. What the hell did he do?
— — —
Or Izuku starts calling Katsuki by name and it freaks him out.
One Shot | UA Students
Rated - Explicit
The Elevator Incident by Sockwritesstuff
Summary: Bakugo had been avoiding Deku for a week now, and everybody was feeling the tension between the two. Honestly though what else was he supposed to do when Deku was so insistent on calling him by his actual name. Unfortunately for him though, he'd end up stuck in the dorm elevator with him. Forcing the two of them to actually communicate for once.
One Shot | SFW
Version of Me by StartOfTime
Summary: Izuku shakes his head. “No. I’m done, Katsuki. I’m done with you. The way you treat people… the way you treat me— I won’t put up with it anymore.”
Katsuki clenches his jaw, heart beating a little harder in his chest the way it always does whenever people talk about their feelings to him. He fucking hates it.
“Quit being dramatic. You’re not serious,” Katsuki asserts, though sensing that he is.
He briefly wonders if this is finally the last straw, if everyone has finally had enough of him. If Izuku has had enough of him.
Complete | 10 Chapters
Rated Teen & Up | UA Students
Gotchya by mysterymissteary
Summary: Izuku just wanted to pull a little prank. Just for fun. He called his partner by his family name.
One Shot | Pro Hero au
Rated - General Audiences
Don’t be stupid Deku by Original_Angel
Summary: Izuku had come to the terrible realization that Katsuki had finally left him behind. At first that thought had caused him so much heartache, but after a small outing with his friends, Izuku has found himself a lot more comfortable facing a life without Katsuki Bakugou.
Unfortunately, Katsuki Bakugou would rather die than living a life without Izuku Midoryia.
{One Shot}
Rated - General Audiences
Say My Name by Sekai_Nerah
Summary: "Don't ever call me that again."
"Dude, chill..." Kirishima tries to sooth.
"You hear me?" Katsuki spat. "Don't call me Kacchan."
Or...
When Katsuki finally snaps at Kaminari to stop using that damn nickname but doesn't realize a certain Nerd has taken it to heart.
{One Shot}
Rated - Teen & Up
who the hell is 'babe'? by pinchingzuku
Summary: It's not that Katsuki didn't like the petnames-baby, princess, dork, lover, all that shit. But recently, that damn nerd has been refusing to call Katsuki what his actual name is. And no, it's not Katsuki.
One Shot | SFW
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me catching up on b.nha cause i’ve been behind!!!!!! there are way too many thoughts here wtf. if you read this, i am sorry for my chaos self in advance.
ep. 120:
ERI AND ALLMIGHT CUDDLED UP WATCHING THE NEWS
AIZAWA BEING A BADASS. MIDORIYA COMING IN WITH THE SAVE. & omg compress KEEPING toga extra clothes?!?! AHHHHHHHH!!! how did i NOT remember that?! that is the cutest THING?!?! / toga vc: thanks dad! every time mt. lady talks in english all i can hear is canna from fairy tail. asdljkfn. CEMENTOS (sp?!?!) DESERVES MORE LOVE. YOU GO MAN.
midnight: who's quirk can stop that beast??
no one but me: .... OCHAKO COULD FLOAT HIM ?! like in the future
but the kids got this, but i am still not ready as,kdhjfb. so fucking proud of momo in this. & all the kids tbh
honestly. you know what i am not ready for? the togachako fight.
ep. 121:
MINA'S ACID MANNNNN!!!! LETS GO MINAAA!!!!!! GET THROUGH DABIS FLAME--- the fact that her acid is so powerful & people fucking FORGET that. also how tf did i forget MACHIA was THE VILLAIN from her childhood?!?!-- its been too long since i read the manga .... AHHHHHHHHHHHHH KIRI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY SHIT MY BOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
in shiggy;'s speech-- THE IMAGE OF CHAKO HOLDING THE LIL GIRL!??! STUDIO BONES MY HEART.
omg gran torino!!!!!!!!!! thank u deku and ryukyu for punching the shit outta shiggy.... fuck. i wasn't ready for it to hit aizawa even tho i knew it was coming.
ep. 122:
.... holy shit aizawa even held it together with the slice.
DEKU IS SO FERALLLLLL. how'd i also forget this is where he unlocks float? P-P-PONYTAIL CHAKOOOOOOOOOOOOO :DDDD also ochako yelling @ bakugou for being mean to deku is SOOO my ochako!! LMAOOOO
also bakugou sitting there watching them and hiding in his shirt?! i cannot with this gremlin!
watching deku beat himself up is giving sm anxiety i fucking cannot
WITH TWO MIN LEFT IN THE WPISODE AND MY FUCKING INTERNET GOES NUTS AT THE WORST POSSIBLE TIME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE STUPID CIRCLE JUST KEEPS SPINNING OMG
FUCKING KATSUKI YOU FUCKING````````````````````klawejuhrfflakwjerh ----- ....
holy shit, didn't think my ASS you kNEW what you were doing --- OMG.
i need a NAP.
#out of chocolate. / ooc.#candy is dandy but liquor is quicker. / dandi.#holy...#wow#i--- i have a lot of feelings#b.nha spoilers#b.nha anime spoilers
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Continuation...
"U-u-u-um k-katsuki💥💥 w-w-w-was i-i-i-it??🥺🥺👉👈"
"Tch😡yea and who🤷🏼♂️The hell are you⁉️" "e-e-eek>////<" *katsukis eyes👀 widen👁😟 as he embraces☺☺you into a hug😳😳* "i'm sorry😔😔baby👶👶👶I didn't mean to yell🗣🗣at you🧍🏼🧍🏼" *as he says that you feel his long🥵🥵rough⛓⛓ but soft🤫🤫 fingers🖖comb✂️through your lucious😙😙☺😊😚😏blond👩🏼locs*
'U-uwu🥺👉👈 w-whats h-h-h-he d-d-doing🤷🏼♂️ and w-why i-is my heart💘💘beating💓💓so fast🐎🐎'
"Now☺tell me your name____baby girl😚😚🤪💕💕(I'm cringing 🤢🤢🤢too if u must know🤒🤒) "u-uwu m-m-m-my n-n-names y-y-y/n🥺👉👈" "hot...😳😳😔😔🥵🥵😏😏🤤🤤"
"GET AWAY🏃🏃🏃FROM HER!!🧏🏼♀️"
"HAH⁉️⁉️⁉️"
"U-uwu??😟😟"
End of pt 3...TBC...
Part 3
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F! Omega Izuku x Alpha Katsuki
Thank you all for so much love and support ily all now onto the story pt 2 of unnamed series ( come up with a name in the comments ) warning: BakuDeku that should be all but if i didn't worn you about something tell me Mkay enjoy
(This is the outfit your wearing but u can change it lol)
The next morning i awoke with the sun in my face. I looked around not knowing where i was for a second but i remember what happened last night and for some reason i felt my heart flutter at the thought of him. I'm pulled out of my thoughts by a knocking on my door. " sweetie breakfast is ready ". We don't have maids because my dad says they could just be spys. " coming" i get up and get dressed in a nice outfit. I walk down stairs to find suki and my dad talking. " ahh zumi I'm going on a big trip with a lot of bodyguards so bakugou will be the only one here". " Mkay dad." I look over at him and smile he gives a small smile back and my heart skips a beat. No izumi you can't like him you just meet him yesterday. But it feels like I've known him my whole life. " bye dad love you." I wave at him and he blows me a kiss. I close the door and I'm meet with the smell of popcorn. " Ooh are we watching a movie Mr. Tsundere". " Don't call me that and yes we are whatever movie you wanna watch." "Mkay i wanna watch twilight". "No i don't wanna watch that i wanna watch final destination 5." " i thought i could decide". He laughs "Hmmm ive never heard of that movie so okay." He chuckles but there is something in his eyes i can't quite place. As we're watching a scary part comes on ( i have never watched it so imagine it how you please. ) i jump onto his lap and he wraps his arms around my waist. I blush just now thinking about the position we are in. I slowly start to get off and it seems like he doesn't wanna let go but he does. We start talking and the more we talk the more deeper we get about our life. " everyone thinks I'm the " pErFect WOmEn " but I'm really not." I start to cry and he comforts me. " shhh its ok " he releases calming hormones and i look into his eyes he looks down at my lips but as we go in for a kiss a window crashes from upstairs. " stay down here I'm gonna go and check what that noise was." " Mkay be safe." I give him a peck on the cheek. He blushes a little but walks up the stairs just as he disappears I'm suddenly falling and all i see are feet and then darkness. Katsuki pov: ( didn't see that one did you or maybe you did ) As me and zumi are about to kiss we hear a window crash from up stairs. " Stay down here I'm gonna go and check what that noise was." "Mkay be safe." She says and pecks my cheek. I blush and i know she saw me blush because shes smirking. I walk up the stairs and go to check where the window crash came from but all i see is a vase. I realize it was a diversion and run down the stairs. ( shes a runner shes a track star.... sorry back to the story. ) " Zumi." I say " Zumi". I run into the living room to find the door open and zumi gone. What am i gonna do. Izumi pov I awake and all i can see is darkness. " where am i ." I say to myself not expecting and answer but i get one. " Sorry snowflake i can't tell you." I recognize that voice. " wait are you ......
cliff hanger sorry i can't do more than three parts because of school and stuff but you know. I hope you enjoyed pt 2 of unnamed BakuDeku series. Tell me any more ideas you have for other stories or ships you wanna see me right i might do a BakuDeku smut omegaverse. Ily guys hope you have a good day/night/afternoon.
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*.⋆♡ katsuki kisses
(?) the different types of kisses bakugou likes to give you
neck kisses that trail your jawline to wake you up in the morning. he has you smiling in your sleep as his lips move against your skin. you look perfect like this, features lit up from the slither of orange light peeking from the drawn curtains, bathing the room in a warm tangerine colour. he knows that you sometimes pretend to still be in a sleepy trance just to keep his attention on you a little longer before the day begins. and he has no problem with giving you what you want.
gentle apology kisses making you forget all about what he was apologising for in the first place. he probably deserved the string of insults that left your lips moments ago, and as pretty as he thinks you look getting worked up, he doesn’t like it being because of him. so he stops your rambling with the touch of his lips upon your own before stepping away slightly to press his forehead against yours. the apology he breathes out is sincere and suddenly you don’t even care for it anymore, only wanting him to kiss you again.
short kisses that always turn into more that convince him that he may actually be addicted to the taste of your lips. these usually take place before he has to leave on his missions. small good-luck kisses deepen when he doesn’t let you pull away just yet. one of his hands wandering around your waist while the other holds onto your cheek. if he could have it his way, your hands would never leave him, nothing comparing to the way your fingers run through his blond hair pulling him closer in return for more.
angry kisses hiding the fact that he was actually just worried about you. how else was he supposed to react other than pull you into his arms the second you came home after a hundred missed calls. anything could of happened, he knows you can hold your own but you’re too important to him. he can’t allow himself to lose sight of you. so he tells you as much, chastising your carelessness between searing kisses with your back against the front door.
injured kisses that he always asks for once you’ve finished patching him up after a day of work. he knows that he could easily go to the medical wing at his agency to get help, but he wants you to be the one to do it. all so he can look up at you from where he sits on the edge of the bathtub, your eyes concentrated on making sure you’re dressing his small wounds correctly. he likes to reach up to smooth out the worried crease between your eyebrows with his thumb, grumbling out that he’ll be just fine as long as you’re here.
#repost from old bnha blog!#KATSUKI MY HEART BEATS FOR U!#♡ bakugou#bakugou katsuki#bakugo katuski#bakugo x reader#bakugou x reader#mha bakugou#bakugou headcanons#bakugou x y/n#katsuki bakugo x reader#bakugou x you#bnha#bnha headcanons#mha imagines#mha#my hero academia#boku no hero x reader
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