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lesinquietes · 5 months

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Summary: Dynamight can’t seem to focus on his duties with a pretty little thing like you taking your sweet time scoping the crime scene.

Adult!Bakugou x Forensic Detective!Reader

⚠️ fluff. violence.

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You’re trying to gather a sample of blood for evidence and he’s standing behind you with his arms crossed, jabbing at his teeth with a little wooden pick. When he’s done his idle activity, he tosses the pick in the trash. At least he’s meticulous about keeping the crime scene uncontaminated… for the most part.

“You done yet, princess?”

You purse your lips. If this was the first handful of times he used the pet name, you might have corrected him. It’s clear, at this point, that he doesn’t care to respect your wishes, so you elect to ignore him. Unfortunately, he seems to have a chip on his shoulder.

“Hey. You hear me?”

And you ponder to yourself, who the fuck do you think you are? because never, in your four years of being a forensic detective, have you dealt with a hero who acted like this.

You snap your head around to glare at him. When he greets you with a cocky grin — a very made you look expression — you want nothing more than to throw the victim’s keys at his face. Dynamight. You heard he helped save the world from All For One’s return, years ago, when the world was abandoning hope. You don’t doubt that his involvement is true, but surely his personality should have matured since then.

“Do I look done to you?” You ask rhetorically, latex gloves strapped to your elbows and vibrant eyes hidden behind thick lenses. “It’s only been half an hour.”

Bakugou’s grin widens upon getting a good look at you. You think he’s going to laugh. He’s seems like one of those jock types that still bullies because he never grew out of it. Much to your surprise, he doesn’t do anything of the sort. Instead, he sighs and walks over to you.

Normally, you would tell him to back away from the scene, but the words of caution catch in your throat. His sharp auburn eyes are boring into yours. There’s a spark on amusement dancing in the depths of his irises, though it’s the other emotion that catches your attention: curiosity. Perhaps this blunt hero has some semblance of professional focus, after all.

“Exactly. Half an hour. We could’ve gotten this shit done in five minutes.”

You roll your eyes. Forget what you thought. He just wants to go home. Well, if that’s the case, you can put him to work.

“Make yourself useful and hold this device for me.”

You shove the item into his hand. He grasps it instinctively. You don’t hear any complaints.

While you swab for a solid sample of the victim’s blood, he waits idly next to you, silently studying your process. He observes your craft with respect, knowing heroes can’t do their jobs as well without your role. His younger self — who so visibly struggled with disobeying any form of authority — might have roofed the device after it was forced upon him. He’ll hold onto it for you. At least it looks like you’re being thorough with the case.

But as the sequence goes on, he finds his gaze drifting to your features. He’s immune to a lot of things, but not pretty women.

You catch him when you finish your task. He’s swift to glance away. Oblivious to his fascination, you smirk.

“Didn’t know you were interested in forensics.”

He snorts.

“I ain’t. I’m interested in you.”

And he doesn’t miss how you bite your lips to stop yourself from smiling.

#katsuki bakugou x reader #pro hero bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #fem reader #adult bakugou #bakugou x forensic detective #afab reader #soft bakugou

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berryvioo · 1 month

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Anyone remember the fic bakugou x his secretary where he’s obsessed with her I think maybe king katsuki wrote it I can’t find it anyway , if anyone remembers it pls mention it <3

#bakugou fluff #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #domestic bakugo #adult bakugou #bakugou x yn #bakugo katuski

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acanthus-literary · 4 months

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#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #yaoi ships #todoroki shouto #doujinshi #todobaku #yellow knife #akiyama #pro hero au #adult todoroki #adult bakugou #omae wa ore o madowasu akuma da

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nicehairnerd · 1 year

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i like to think that the quirk singularity theory means that society will soon evolve to highlight pro-heroes with disabilities / chronic pain caused by their quirks

adult!bakugou with hearing aids that match his ua era's hair decorations

adult!bakugou dressing up as a pirate on halloween after losing vision in his right eye and visiting kids with strong quirk after-effects

adult!ochako becoming a swimming instructor for those who experience tensions in their hands, arms, all their other muscles

and more! i just like thinking about our teen heroes having a good impact on society

#also would be nice if our kids stopped being super-cops lmao #bnha #mha #bakugou #adult bakugou #bakugou katsuki #ochako #ochaco uraraka #adult ochako #mha 362 #mha spoilers #i don't even know what to tag #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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tak1e · 1 year

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happy birthday to this WHORE, if only he was awake for it

#it’s a sketch #adult bakugou #katsuki bakugou #sketch #happy birthday #happy birthday katsuki #little piece of shit #he better wake up soon #or else #🔫#fanart

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spoksstuff · 6 months

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pro-heroes dkbk meet ua students dkbk ❤️‍🔥

all credits to the original artist @Nitro_Sugar on X

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha fanart #mha fanart #bnha #mha #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #deku #bakudeku #dekubaku #bkdk #dkbk #adult bk's manboobs tho... his hero costume is fighting for its life #and poor lil izuku is dying of combustion #im also sure adult izuku has a huge kink for those glorious pecs

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kusukuna · 26 days

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i know i already spoke about this but i'm gonna do it again;

adult stop saying a minors opinion doesn't matter just because they are a minor when we call you guys out for writing/drawing nsfw stuff about MINORS.

"minors stay in your own lane" THEN YOU SHOULD TOO AND WRITE NSFW ABOUT ADULT CHARACTERS, THERE ARE ENOUGH OUT THERE.

you are WRITING SMUT about A MINOR of course us minors are gonna call you out for your pedophilic behavior you idiotic shits.

and don't say stupid stuff like "we aged them up" cuz it doesn't matter if the character doesn't have a canon adult appearance (like a time skip) YOU ARE STILL WRITING/DRAWING NSFW ABOUT A MINOR.

you wanna act smarter than minors but then go say dumb shit like that.

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punkeropercyjackson · 2 months

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It's always either 'they're a fucking monster!!!' or 'they don't have any actual mental problems,that's scary so let's make them normal!' or even 'Well actually they're not a kid at all!'.If you'd met me in school you'd have called me a future serial killer

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sipsteainanxiety · 1 year

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katsuki's schedule, over the last few weeks, had been packed.

he was out of the apartment before the sun could even poke its sleepy light past the horizon. you grew accustomed to waking up to cool sheets and parted curtains, the smell of tea wafting gently from the kitchen from when he'd made a cup to help him get ready for the day. and he, more often than not, returned just as you were about to slip into bed, fatigue heavy on his battle-worn muscles. there wouldn't be much conversation held, just chaste kisses as he'd quickly eat something and shower so he could finally collapse next to you, out cold before his head even hit his pillow.

you didn't think much of it at first. the life of a pro-hero was bound to be crammed with patrol after patrol, each precious minute dedicated to saving the lives of those who needed help. you did your best to simply support him where you could—there were times where it felt like it was all you could do, really, silly little you. but you knew he appreciated your attempts all the same.

it wasn't until you caught a glimpse of his schedule on his open laptop—that he'd fallen asleep in front of on the living room couch—that you realized just how busy he was.

his entire schedule—from monday to sunday—was packed with patrols, meetings, and more patrols. there was hardly any free space for him to have any sort of free time. if he wasn't on patrol, he was training. if he wasn't training, he was in a meeting. seeing it all lain out before you made you pause.

you didn't get to see what he did once he stepped foot out of your apartment—didn't get to go to his agency to keep an eye on him at all times of the day. so you weren't privy to what exactly he did. but this... seeing his days, his weeks, so filled to the brim... it wasn't healthy. it couldn't be. and it was just for this month in particular too.

you decided to confront him about it one evening as you both rested lazily in bed.

"baby," you whispered as you propped your head up on your hand, your elbow resting on your pillow, "why has your schedule been so crowded lately, hm?"

katsuki gave you a tired hum, his carmine eyes moving from where they'd been blinking heavily up at the ceiling to your gentle face. you took the moment to look at him—really look at him. the bags that lined the bottom of his eyes, the pallor to his skin. and his words, when he spoke, were slightly slurred—intertwining with his weariness. "s'just all part of th' job, y'know."

"i thought you were supposed to have more free time now," you told him with a frown, "the higher you ranked."

he only grunted and gave the smallest of shrugs with his shoulders. you pursed your lips, but didn't say anything else—just lifted a hand and ran it through his spiky hair. across his forehead, down the curve of his cheek. he hummed again—low, broken—and closed his eyes.

it was then that you realized he was doing it on purpose.

he was running from something—purposely filling his schedule with so many things so that he wouldn't have a moment to rest. to let his thoughts filter in. to let himself be alone. he exhausted himself down to the bone so he could collapse at night on your shared bed and dream a dreamless dream.

for all the nitpicking katsuki did at his own regimens—making sure he exercised, ate healthily, got enough calories every day—it seemed like he couldn't control certain things from his own mind. the things he went through—things you were not knowledgeable of, not really—caught up to him sometimes. caught him off guard. made him go through phases where he was just the slightest bit out of control.

you worried for him, of course you did. it just... it was something he needed to deal with on his own. something he didn't want you caught up in—all the shit he kept locked down in his head. he kept you at an arm's length—it was why he never told you just how much he was weighing himself down. he loved you too much to let you be swept away in the hurricane going on inside him.

but you'd be there for him—willing and waiting—ready to finally catch him once it all faded away.

#some fruit for thought on adult bkg affected by the shit teen bkg went thru #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou drabble #hadnt written a drabble in so long LOL feels nice stretching my fingers out

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shih-coulda-had-it · 1 year

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ok i’m doing a reread of my hero academia (and trying to redraw at least one pose per chapter), and i’m just thinking. are there any fics where all might gets de-aged (either physically, or mentally AND physically) temporarily to junior high age during the ten months he’s training izuku?

izuku, only a third of the way through the American Dream plan: all might? all might please tell me you remember me. i’m supposed to be training as your successor.

toshinori, looking age 14 and totally ignorant: you’re my what??

izuku: OH NO

toshinori: hahaha, just joking, young midoriya! :D i remember you perfectly. just as i unfortunately remember this quirkless body of mine--oops.

izuku: q-quirkless??? you were quirkless?!?

bonus points

Toshinori is resigned to asking Gran Torino to assume guardianship rights.

He asks Izuku how Aldera is, gets a vague answer, and then schemes to infiltrate Izuku’s very class. Very confidently, he announces he is Quirkless at the very first day. Results vary.

Gran Torino reviews the American Dream plan. He looks at Toshinori and Toshinori looks anywhere else. In the spirit of teamwork and Quirkless camaraderie, Gran Torino makes Toshinori follow an even harsher plan to match Izuku’s stress level.

izuku, seeing toshinori doubled over and retching: ??!?!?!?

gran torino: doesn’t that make you feel better?

izuku: NO

#bnha #midoriya izuku #deku #yagi toshinori #all might #gran torino #torino sorahiko #shih.txt #the problem is that i'd feel very tempted to write young toshinori #whupping early bakugou's ass #the other problem is how long the deaging would last #if it's too long it doesn't work #because then everyone's asking where all might is #(didn't you know? all might is nine heroes in a giant trenchcoat)#but if it's too short i can't justify toshinori needing 'adult' supervision #deaged at dagobah au

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lesinquietes · 4 months

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Summary: It’s your turn to plan a second date. You choose to take him to the beach. As the sun sets and the tide shifts, so do your moods. You’re not the only one who thinks the temptation is torturous.

Adult!Bakugou x Forensic Detective!Reader

⚠️ mdni. fluff. katsuki is dominant. possessive behaviour. soft smut.

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You decide that your second date will be an evening at the beach. You pack a picnic for the two of you, merely telling him that he better arrive hungry. His reply to your demand draws a gasp from your lips.

Katsuki: for what

You bite your lower lip. You want to flirt back. Should you? Being reserved will let him know you’re serious about dating him. Responding too loose might give him the idea that you’re easy. You don’t want to raise his expectations.

You: you’ll see :)

It’s innocent enough.

You meet him at six o’clock. You’re late a few minutes and you hope he doesn’t think you’re standing him up. Imagine, a pro hero as big a deal as Dynamight, getting soft rejected by an ordinary detective. The fangirls would lose their minds.

You park your car and hastily hop out of the driver’s seat. You scurry into the back, grabbing your knapsack, before slamming all doors and locking up tight. Your legs move faster than you can register, and you almost trip. Fortunately, you manage to collect yourself before you make a mockery of yourself. There are other people lingering around the park, having barbecues with family members or enjoying a romantic evening with their love. The last thing you need is to have that humiliation haunting the back of your mind the entire time.

You hustle up the grassy hill. When you get to the top, you scan the sandy plains. You don’t see him. Perhaps he’s running late, too.

The thought crosses you that he might be the one to stand you up. At least if that happens, no one will know but you. The betrayal will be hard, but you know a thing or two about how to cope with heartbreak. Better now than three or six months down the line, right? As your negative self-talk begins to escalate, you’re glad when the sight of him placates you.

He isn’t on the beach. He’s beside it, atop a bluff overlooking the water. You wave at him as you approach. He sees you from a distance and flashes you a salute. Standing in place by the bench, he waits for you to make the entire trek. You call out to him when you draw closer.

“Hey!”

“Hey.”

He opens his arms for a hug. Although a little surprised at the gesture, you don’t hesitate to receive his warmth. He pulls you close to his chest and holds you there for a few seconds. Your eyes nearly flutter shut. His cologne smells like woodsmoke, driving your senses up the wall with intrigue. Everything about him is so inviting.

When he releases you, there’s a small smile on your face. You can’t stifle it.

“What’s up?” He prompts you.

“Nothing,” you reply sheepishly. “Just happy to see you.”

Being forward isn’t usually your jam, but with Katsuki, it’s simpler to be honest. He seems to be transparent with you. The least you can do is afford him a modicum of trust. It’s not like he’s done anything for you to question his intentions.

Suddenly, you feel his fingers grasp your chin. You perk up. He’s gazing at you with a soft expression.

“Me too.” He confesses. “Been countin’ down the days. My buddy kept teasin’ me about it.”

Gratitude possess your soul. He told his friends about you. That’s more evidence to denote that he’s serious about this — about you.

He keeps you suspended in his grasp for a few seconds longer. You lick your lips. The tension between you is tight. It’s time he fixes that.

“S’it too early t’ kiss you?”

You shakes your head. Normally, yes; for him, no.

He folds his mouth against yours. The kiss is strong and domineering. He mashes his lips against yours and controls your rhythm. You have no choice but to conform. He doesn’t afford you any option but to obey him. You can’t lie; it makes you rub your thighs together.

When he breaks contact, his chest is rising and falling ferociously, as though he’s holding himself back from moving further. You glance behind you. He follows your gaze. You spy people in the distance, shrouded by trees — that’s it. If he wanted to, he could make his way up your neck, pressing his tongue on your pulse and holding it there are your heart throbs. It’s a shame that he can’t do that yet; he doesn’t have that sort of rapport with you. He settles for staring into your hazy irises.

He brushes his thumb over your lips. You smile beneath the digit. It’s a gesture that causes his heart to leap.

“How the hell d’you always manage t’ look so fuckin’ beautiful?” He mutters, starstruck. “I’m a lucky man.”

Katsuki doesn’t recall the last time he was fascinated by a woman. If he had to guess, it was one of his first girlfriends; though, he suspects that was because of his novelty to love. You’re different. The brand of interest he has in getting to know you is anchored by physical and emotional attraction. It’s not the result of a unique encounter, as much as it’s rooted in how well he receives your compelling nature.

“I-it’s really nice out here!” You exclaim, too shy to continue engaging with his flirtation. “I almost didn’t spot you!”

The hero grunts. He can tell that you’re dismissive of your worth. Whether it’s a trait you developed at a young age or something that was instilled upon you, he doesn’t like it. He’ll have to work on getting you to accept his reality.

“Yeah,” he says, releasing you to rub the back of his neck. “Did’j’ya bring a jacket? Gonna get cold when night falls.”

You nod. You packed a sweater at the bottom of your bag. It’s sweet of him to worry about you.

“Cool. I brought one f’r ya anyway.”

Your heart lights up as you thank him. It’s nice to have someone else looking out for you. It conveys a strong ethic of care on his part.

You shrug off your knapsack and reveal your plan to him. He spies a large quilt and several containers of food. You must have spent all morning preparing this meal. He feels bad he didn’t know to contribute. Next time, he’ll have Rikido teach him how to bake your favourite dessert to perfection, and then present it to you when he masters the recipe. You deserve to be spoiled.

He expands the blanket and sets it on the grassy cliff. You place the Tupperware containers on the fabric, along with their respective utensils. Finally, he produces two plates from your bag. Meal prep is complete.

“This looks fuckin’ amazing.” Katsuki marvel. “Didn’t know you knew how t’ cook.”

You laugh. Whenever you worked with him, you either didn’t find the time to eat or ordered fast food. When your life gets busy, you resort to an unhealthier routine. It’s a bad habit you’re trying to kick.

“Hope you enjoy it!”

He digs in. You watch as he takes some of your meal and plops it into his mouth. He hums approvingly.

“Not bad, princess.”

You beam at him.

“Thanks!”

As you eat, you talk about the days in between seeing each other. Eventually, the conversations shifts to what you want in life — your career goals, your aspirations. He reflects on yours before stating his. You’re fond of his ambition. He mentions being a hothead in his youth. You can’t imagine him being worse than he is today, though he assures you he was. He tells you he used to bully his now best friend. It took him years to come around to the idea that Izuku cares about him, that they’re both worthy of each others’ friendship regardless of past mistakes.

When he finishes his story, he’s gazing out at the ocean. The sun is setting. The waves are getting heavier as they crash against the cliff side. Enchanted, you watch with him as the earth’s cycle alters the ocean’s pattern. He cups your hand as you sit, squeezing it briefly. He doesn’t get to enjoy living in the moment very often. You make him face the present in ways he didn’t think were possible. It feels fresh and fundamental.

When the last of the sun dips beneath the horizon, the silence is killing you. Perhaps it’s your full stomach and satisfaction talking, but you want more of him. You give him a quick kiss on the mouth. He blinks; then, he frowns.

“The fuck was that?”

You smirk.

“A kiss.”

“Nah.” He insists. “Not good enough.”

He snatches your wrist and pulls you close. You land on top of him. He leans back to give you room. You don’t dare mount him; it’s too early for that. Instead, you hover over his body, lips mere centimetres from his. It’s a staring contest.

His hand strokes the length of your back. A shiver courses through you. Your nails dig into his bicep as you bend down to kiss him. He grabs a fistful of your hair and keeps you rooted in place, deepening the kiss. His tongue explores your mouth with a thirst for unfamiliarity. You let him. He loves how you taste. He can’t get enough.

You moan when he parts from your mouth, chest heaving and head spinning. He’s abducted the air from your lungs. He gives you a moment to stabilize before diving in for more. This time, he pulls you on top of him. You’re nervous that you’ll be too uncomfortable, but he has no qualms about you straddling him.

You press your crotch down on his. He twitches beneath his jeans. You gasp naively, as though you didn’t believe your actions would have consequences. He wants you. Scarily enough, you’re starting to want him, too.

You grind on his package as you kiss him, permitting him to suck and bite your lips, swelling them to his liking. He wishes he could feel your mouth elsewhere, but he’s not so foolish as to suggest such a thing. This is more enough on a second date.

“Oh fuck, babe,” he growls. “Makin’ me so fuckin’ hard.”

He needs you to know how he’s feeling. His dick is hard and his thoughts are obscured. You have a right to understand the effect your body and mind have on him.

“I don’t wanna have sex,” you pant between his fierce onslaught of kisses. “Please, Katsuki.”

He isn’t pressed that he freaked you out. The teenage version of him, who couldn’t comprehend people, let alone women, would have lost his shit. He would have huffed and puffed and externalized his insecurity. Now, he sees past the confusion and accepts your plea for what it is — to see if he can provide safety.

“I won’t fuck you if you don’t want me to, princess.” He reassures you, looking you in the eye. “Y’hear me?”

You do — in more ways than one. You trust him to stop if you ask him to. He wants you to rely on him, and he’s trying to prove he’s a good man. You decide to accept his answer at face value.

“Y-yes.”

“Good. This okay?”

He lets you stroke yourself over his pants, occasionally glancing up to ensure no one is creeping. The last thing he wants is another scandal. Sure, you’re his woman — and he’s not ashamed of that — but he doesn’t want your debut to be a picture of you, soaked through your leggings, on display for all of Japan; moreover, something about others getting to witness you, in your rawest form, causes a bolt of fury to rise in his throat. He quells the impulsive anger and pours it into his movements. He helps you get off.

“Oh fuck,” you moan, gripping his bare shoulder with your nails. “Feels so fucking good.”

“Y’like this, sweetheart?” He croons, chuckling when he’s met with a desperate mewl. “Yeah, s’what I thought… keep goin’, baby.”

Vacantly, you ponder how this happened. First, you were enjoying a cute date together; now, you’re wordlessly begging for him in a deeply intimate way, praying he’ll lose control and just fucking slip it in.

But he doesn’t.

Dynamight doesn’t lose control.

You stop when you almost reach your peak. Rubbing your clothed clit along his erection beneath rugged fabric isn’t how you want to cum with him for the first time. Just like sex, you want it to be special. You can’t help but romanticize orgasms.

You yank yourself off him, breaking through his arm slung around your back. You feel him go limp, letting you rise. With his permission, you bolt upright, though don’t get off his lap. Your underwear is damp and you’re panting like a dog. You love how he made you feel. You sense a strong chemistry forming between the two of you — one you’re interested in exploring further. Before you dedicate to that aspiration, however, you have to make sure he’s on the same page.

“I don’t want this just to be sex,” you assert. “So if that’s what you’re looking for, we can’t go any further.”

You already feel yourself growing attached. You recognize the need to preserve yourself from the possibility of pain later. Expressing your needs has never come easy to you, but communication is the only way to make a relationship work.

Katsuki stares at you like you have two heads. He’s dumbfounded. He can’t fathom why you would think he isn’t interested in making you his woman. The only reason he hasn’t made a move yet is because he didn’t want to seem too eager. You’re an independent woman. You deserve to have the breathing room to do your own thing without pressure. But if you want to be tied down, he’s happy to seal the deal.

“You fuckin’ joking?” He growls. “Far as I’m concerned, you were my woman the second I laid eyes on your pretty ass.”

His hands spasm. An overwhelming urge to grab your asscheeks and rub your sweet pussy against his thick cock almost ruins his chances with you. He reigns himself in. He breathes a sigh of relief when you finally climb off him, sensing what your presence was doing to him. He can’t wait until he can do as he pleases with you — within reason, of course.

He sits up and dusts himself off. There’s only one thing on his mind. You can’t fault him; he’s merely a man and he can barely contain his budding lust for you. He’s learning to better admire you with each date. Besides, you make it easy when you wear outfits like that. It’s as though you know what turns him on.

“Interested in comin’ t’ my place next weekend?” The blonde asks boldly. “My shitty roommate’s goin’ away with his girl.”

“Sure.” You shrug. “Want me to bring anything?”

“Maybe an’ overnight bag.” He suggests casually. “If y’want.”

You do — and you will — but he doesn’t have to know that yet. You’re willing to trust him. If he betrays you, it’ll hurt. You’re not sure it’s a healthy relationship unless you’re both willing to make sacrifices and compromises, however; you hope he meets you halfway.

“I’ll text you when I get my work schedule.”

He isn’t phased by your dodge. He has a feeling you’ll show up to his place either a little duffel bag. Just in case, you’ll say adorably, and oh fuck, will he ever put you to work. He grins. Yeah. That thought’ll get him through the week.

“Sounds good.”

Together, you pack everything up. Lids are slapped onto Tupperware containers, and ziplock bags are secured. The quilt is scooped up and folded. When it’s all put away, you dust yourself off and get to your feet. Katsuki follows suit. It’s dark out now. Finding your way back might be a bit harder than anticipated. Fortunately, you have him to protect you. As if on cue, he slips an arm around your waist.

“Ready?” He asks.

You notice he has your knapsack slung lazily over your shoulder. You grab one of his idle hands and nod. You wish you could remain here forever, locked in this moment with him; it’s unfortunate that you have to leave. Mentally, you snap a photo of this moment.

“Let’s go.”

#minors dni #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x forensic detective #pro hero bakugou #adult bakugou #bakugou smut #bakugou thirst #afab reader

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berryvioo · 2 months

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Helloo~ there was a fic series about Bakugou x garden reader I couldn’t find it basically the reader has a house with a garden and there’s romance between her and bakugou . What’s the name and who wrote it , thanks 🙏

#bakugou fluff #katsuki bakugo x reader #domestic bakugo #bakugou x reader #adult bakugou #bakugou x yn #bakugo katuski

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acanthus-literary · 4 months

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#yellow knife #akiyama #omae wa ore o madowasu akuma da #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #yaoi ships #doujinshi #todoroki shouto #pro-heroes #adult todoroki #adult bakugou #they are so cute!!!!#cocky bakugou is always a pleasure #flustered todoroki shouto #roommate au #todobaku

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marimeeko · 6 months

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Izuku using the name "Kacchan" in an emergency situation(training camp) 🤝Katsuki using the name "Kacchan" in the heat of a world ending battle that's being broadcast live, instead of his Hero name he worked on for like 6 months

#bakudeku #bnha spoilers #bkdk #bakugou katsuki #lmao #never forget that Izuku still called Katsuki Kacchan when he was trying to communicate vital info in an emergency situation #and the adults in charge didnt fucking know who that was lmfao #they have so much in common lmao #'theyre after kacchan!!' WHO THE FUCK IS KACCHAN #they are so silly

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they-again-compare-unit · 7 days

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itsnothingofinterest · 7 months

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Man, I still find it weird when people say Toga, and to a lesser extent most of the rest of the League, is 'self-destructive' like that makes them different from the rest of the cast. I mean Dabi's definitely self-destructive, that's his whole plan, and a case could maybe be made for Tomura; but prior to Ochako accidentally (but romantically) driving her to suicide, how was Toga fighting for her life and to change society no matter who gets in her way, much different from all the heroes putting their life on the line to fight terrorists to the bitter end and bringing along high schoolers for the ride, with regards to her own safety or disregard thereof?

Maybe it's just easy to look past in a shonen manga; but risking your life against at-times unfavourable odds to shape/keep the world the way you want is kind of par for the course for every major character in this series that isn't a civilian.

This also goes for claims the the League is unhealthy for Toga like the pros' treat the hero kids much better. I saw the League's use of her on the front-lines recently compared unfavourably to the heroes use of the UA students based on protections they provide to the students but like; what protections are these that are not granted to Toga? Equipment and support items? can't be that, Toga got those from Giran & later Skeptic. Not to mention Dabi gifting her the safety net of a 30 minute Parade. Adults looking out for her on the field? The League tried to provide that, haven't willingly left her alone since Kamino; but the heroes separated everyone and made Toga fight one-on-way-too-many.

Toga didn't even want to be here really, the whole reason she wants to change the world is because she wants to stop running for her life; this is also a part of why she donated all her blood to Ochako when she lost. And in this arc in particular, Toga's only in this war facing those bad odds because she got warped in by AFO (and it feels wrong to lump his treatment of her in with how the League treats her for probably obvious reasons). Maybe the League would've still sent her to the front if they had a choice; but then again, her PLF position is in intelligence.

Compare all that to Jirou; who decided, or at least consented after being told to, fight AFO and got a limb mutilated for it. Or Bakugou; who made a similar decision and got his heart blown up fighting a different AFO. Oh but at least he had back-up for that fight, which Deku has decided he doesn't need for Tomura. All of which happened because Class 1A all decided fighting deadly terrorists hand-to-hand was the career they wanted to pursue, the thing they want to do everyday, and the adults in their lives decided they should get a head start on that in their 1st year of high school.

How exactly is Toga more self-destructive than any of those lunatics, especially when she at least wants her personal fights to someday stop sooner than later?

#Like I'm not saying all these risk to Toga's life are good #I just find it weird when people point it out like it's Toga's fault while ignoring how the heroes side is the exact same.#What is it okay for teenagers to risk their lives; and for adults to also risk those teenagers' lives; if it's for the government?#bnha #toga himiko #shigaraki tomura #dabi #giran #bnha skeptic #league of villains #lov #paranormal liberation front #PLF #uraraka ochako #jirou kyouka #midoriya izuku #katsuki bakugou #class 1a #hero society

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