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10liver · 7 months
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I deeply love to imagine Bakugou as the grumpiest person walking on the earth when he grows up and pursues his heroic dream. But every grump needs his sunshine gf that's terrible at something.
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"It's done!"
An ash-blonde tuft of hair peeked out from the kitchen doorframe before moving out from behind the wall with his softened scowl.
You glanced over your shoulder behind you at the tall male, smiling softly as you beamed him a loving gaze.
"Gonna pass me one or keep smilin' at me?"
He crossed his arms, a faint smile making its way on his lips before he began striding towards your bent figure as you took your homemade cookies out of the oven.
"Can't I do both?" You hummed before hissing when you accidentally touched the hot pan with your non-mittened hand.
His eyes barely widened before he quickly made his way over to you, looming over you as he stood behind you with your wrist in his overly large hand. "Idiot." He mumbled before rubbing your hand with his calloused fingers.
You huffed, rolling your eyes before pointing down at the cookies on the pan.
You were pretty adamant on learning how to bake. Why? Because you were absolutely ass at it. But that never stopped Bakugou from encouraging you and supporting each and every one of your pastries. But of course, since you weren't the best at baking, you can only guess how they'd come out.
"They look great, honey." He mumbled, kissing your cheek before taking a dark obsidian black, supposedly chocolate chip cookie.
You smiled brightly at your boyfriend as he took a hearty bite out of your cookie, your happiness never deterring as he kept a straight face.
That was all that mattered.
"So.. how are they..?" You whispered, turning around to face him as you craned your neck up.
He hummed in thought before throwing the rest of the cookie in his mouth and sticking his thumb up with approval.
He swallowed, clearing his throat before pointing behind you at the cookies, "Gonna give 'em to the group, that okay?"
"Of course!" You smiled, "Can I come? I wanna see their reactions and take some tips."
"'Course baby, go get dressed." And with a light tap on your behind, you were off to your shared bedroom with a small skip in your step.
"What are those." Kaminari whispered to Bakugou, pointing a slim finger at the cookies in a small zip lock baggy.
"My cookies." You replied before Bakugou could, glancing up at the charcoal in your boyfriend's hands.
The group froze before simultaneously nodding together. You took nothing of it, but Bakugou did as he sent a deathly glare to each of them.
"Go on, pick one." Bakugou grumbled, keeping his stone cold glare as he carefully opened the bag and spread it large enough for their hands to fit through.
Sero and Kaminari gulped, clearing their throat before reluctantly taking the so-called cookie from the baggy. Ashido, Kirishima, and Jirou following soon after.
"Hey, babe, can you go get us some water over there?" Bakugou asked quietly, pointing to the water dispenser near the corner of his unnecessarily large office.
You happily obligated, nodding before shuffling over to the dispenser with your fluffy winter boots.
"One negative thing, 'n I'm slitting all of your goddamn throats."
"Yes, sir." Kaminari and Sero saluted foolishly as the rest froze, seemingly lost in thought as they stared at your cookie. wondering how in the world did it get that bad.
You quickly came back with both arms full of plastic cups filled with water. Bakugou was quick to set the cookies down on his desk and grab all the waters from your grasp.
When you smiled expectedly at them, they all glanced at each other before sighing and taking a reluctantly large bite.
"They're– They're um.." "They're awesome!" Kirishima finished for Kaminari, nudging his arm behind their bodies before gulping down his bite.
You happily squealed, jumping up and down before hugging your boyfriend at his neck.
And then, he smiled.
"Say a thing, and I'll kill you."
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Bakugou secretly loves it when you steal his clothes
"stop stealing my shit" he grumbles as he swipes up his discarded hoodie off your bedroom floor, ignoring the way you pout at him "C'mon Katsuki" you whine from your spot on the bed, dressed in some sweatpants and one of Bakugou's shirts "your clothes are so comfy and smell good" you tease slightly. He glares over at you, ignoring the way his heart thumps at how cute you look in his shirt "If you keep stealing my clothes I'll have nothing to wear dumbass" he says, but despite his words, he pulls the hoodie over your head, fighting the smile on his face as the hood does little to hide your goofy smile.
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willowser · 4 months
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aw winter being the time of year katsuki doesn't want to get out of bed without you 🥺 you've grown used to waking up in the morning when he leaves, and then waking up a few hours later in an empty bed—but during this season, you wake up with him curled around your back, leg between yours, face buried in your neck below the blanket. like fully encapsulating you and trying to roast you both alive 🥺
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bakubunny · 7 months
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katsuki is always dragging you off when he’s angry to get his head between your thighs because it’s one of the only things that keeps him from literally blowing shit up. he doesn’t care if you’re in public, with friends or without, visiting parents for the weekend. he will straight up grab you by the arm and pull because it’s either that or he gives no fucks and gets on his knees no matter who’s watching. he doesn’t care who sees or hears you, but he knows you care, so he whisks you away. all he cares about in that moment is the feeling of your hot, wet cunt grinding into his face as he groans, gripping you so tightly that you can’t escape no matter how good it feels.
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down4denki · 6 months
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I literally gnaw at the iron bars of my enclosure over virgin!Bakugo.
He’s so mean when he’s embarrassed and this was definitely a sore subject for him. He just hadn’t realized it was something he should have been focusing on along with his peers until it was too late. Now everyone else is off working as pro heroes and fucking and dating and he’s… too embarrassed to tell you he’s never done it so he pushes you away instead. He says the meanest things, ignores your calls and texts, anything to get you off his back.
However, after a few dates (and despite his best efforts) he somehow finds himself splayed back on the couch in YOUR apartment. He’s not going to tell you this is the first time he’s kissed anyone and he’s praying to any god who will listen that you can’t tell… (you can).
He’s sloppy and messy and you can tell he’s trying too hard to be good at it but you don’t care. Instead, you press into the kiss, grinding your clothed core down against the rough tent building in his jeans.
“It’s… I gotta go… the fuck you think you’re doin?” He grunts, trying to hide the dizzied panicked look on his face when he nearly shoots his load right there. You just giggle and coo reassuring words in his ear and he’s too weak-willed to push you away anymore.
His hips begin to buck up into you as you increase the intensity of your swirling tongue around his and the weight you grind down on him with. His grunts turn into desperate whimpers and he looks up at you with pleading eyes when you pull away.
You don’t need him to tell you he’s a virgin to see it written all over his face right now. You’ve always known, honestly…
Katsuki nearly passes out when he feels your little hand pop open his jeans and slip under the waist band of his boxers, soft skin wrapping around his throbbing hard cock finally and you free it from the torturous fabric. His head falls back and a soft, choked moan escapes his lips as he bucks into your hand.
“P-please… oh fuck… please…” he whines and it’s so uncharacteristic for the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight that your pussy flutters around nothing and your lids hang a little lower. You let out a silent sigh as you begin stroking his fat length, watching his face contort in pleasure. His head rolls back, eyes closed tight, brows knit together, and mouth open with upper lip curled up as he hisses. This was better than anything he’d ever imagined. He’s lost. He’s gone. No longer on this plain of existence.
So good, actually, that he nuts in mere minutes of your gentle teasing stroke. You were just building up anticipation. Nothing about this gentle stroke was supposed to get him off, and yet it does. It happens so fast neither of you are ready for it and he’s blushing a deep red as loud, lewd grunts and pants pour from his mouth and his cock spurts thick white ropes of cum up into the air then back onto his jeans and your pretty little hand. The sight alone is enough to make his big heavy balls twitch under your curled palm and he can’t stop now. He knows he should apologize for not giving you at least a little warning of his impending release but he’s too caught up in the way your eyes lock on the thick globs of cum. It stirs something primal in him and he speaks before he’s able to register what he’s saying.
“Look what you did to me, princess… gunna have to clean this mess up, yeah?” He whispers in a raspy, breathy voice from deep in his chest and the way your eyes snap up to meet his as you lower your mouth to his still hard cock tells him that’s exactly what you wanted.
Virgin!Bakugo is not a virgin after he meets you.
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withclawandvine · 3 months
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you don’t hate winter half as much as katsuki, but being cooped up inside, surrounded by the constant cold and dark does weigh on you.
so in an attempt to keep busy, you decide to teach yourself how to knit or crochet. your first few projects are scarves and potholders with wavy edges and dropped stitches. but after countless hours of practice, your rows get tighter and neater. your projects become a bit more ambitious, until you've built the skill and confidence to try making katsuki a stocking hat. something to keep him warm on his commute or when he ventures out to the grocery store.
and even though you restart the black hat twice, the final product still looks painfully handmade, right down to the bright orange pom-pom stitched to the top.
still, rarely leaves the house without it.
he gets photographed on a slow news day — rosy nose tucked into the high collar of his coat, the hat pulled down to his eyebrows against the cold. if not for that trademark glower, it could've been anyone in the shot.
but everybody’s favorite curmudgeon is incredibly recognizable, so of course it goes viral.  
and when some annoying reporter later catches him on his way home and asks if he was teasing new hero merch, he just scowls at her and says, “it's a one of a kind.” 
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katcci · 8 months
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i'm back eheh
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Outlaw! Bakugou noticing you’re shivering in your sleeping bag nearby and just wordlessly sitting up to grip the canvas in his fists and drag you over to him so he can unzip his and hold it open for you to crawl into, muttering about how they can hear your teeth clattering together the next town over, even as he buries his face in your neck.
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kiribacute · 1 year
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Summer-themed drawings that I did for Petrichor, a digital SFW Seasonal Krbk zine set to be released on April 30th! 🧡❤️
https://petrichorkiribakuzine.carrd.co/
Just a little time left to preorder! 👍
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katsuollie · 8 months
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grumpy x sunshine
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willowser · 6 months
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When Vampire Bakugou feeds on reader for the first time 👀
oh WOOF. you know the thing about it is that he's so stubborn akfjriwkql he's very consistently like. no. no. it's not happening. no. don't ever bring it up again. shut up. AKFHDUSIAK
you'd probably have to actually seriously ask him to do it—and even then he's putting up such a fight. bc he really doesn't want to feel like...an animal 🥺 he detests feeling out of control of himself, and he really doesn't know what will happen if he indulges in that vicious little side of his brain 🥺 and to do that with you ??? HE'S SO SURE. SO FIRM. WON'T DO IT.
"but, it's different if i'm asking, isn't it?"
katsuki has long since stopped fiddling about with human food, not interested in it whatsoever unless it's red and raw and bleeding onto his plate, but you—
being centuries old has given him the time to perfect one or two or twenty lavish dishes, and as long as you eat it and it doesn't go to waste, then—that's fine. he'll cook it, and if you want to sit beside him at his dining table, then that's fine, too.
bakugou watches you trace the tip of your finger around the lip of your wine glass, before huffing and attempting to find interest elsewhere.
"no," he argues. "ain't different."
even from the edges of his vision, your pout is visible, and it's so damn frustrating that he wants to shake you. rattle you around until you get it.
you're an idiot. you're terrible prey, too easy. you wouldn't know danger if it looked you in the face and it is—he is—and now you're asking him to—
even if he could sleep, the idea you're proposing would keep him awake at night, affect him in a way it hasn't in a long time. katsuki thought he'd be over this, by now, that urge to sink his teeth into someone's skin until they quit fucking kicking, but here you are, shoving that desire down his throat just for him to choke on.
—it's different though, with you; no, he doesn't want you to lay there like a dead fish, katsuki wants you breathing and sighing, threading a hand through his hair when his lips close around the vein in your throat. he wants you squirmy, legs around his waist, ankles crossed over his back, hips shifting against his until you're both drawn taut and moaning softly.
"well, i'm going to keep asking, i suppose." you smile coyly when his attention returns to you, and the look in your eye has something warm running down his spine, into the pit of his gut. "i'll wear you down eventually."
but you won't. ever. at all.
he's...sure of it.
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luvreyn · 1 year
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VIGILANTE SHIT
BAKUGO KATSUKI X READER
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The first time you met him again was when you were about to apprehend a villain at the same time he did, except you were hit by the whip and he effortlessly dodged it.
"The jail is that way," you said in exasperation when you saw him following you after that ordeal.
"And the hospital is that way."
You sighed, noting that he had handed the whip-wielding villain to the police patrolling the area. You even saw the police gesturing at you as if asking if you’re a villain too, only for Bakugo to shake his head.
You walked faster. You’ve always imagined it would be awkward to meet your former classmates (friends; you’d hear Deku and Uraraka correct) again after what happened in your last year at UA.
Bakugo casually follows you as if he has all the time in the world. He even stopped your hand from slamming the door on his face effortlessly, taking in the sorry state of your apartment.
"Why is this place such a pigsty? Just hire someone if you don’t feel like cleaning."
"I don’t exactly get paid, do I?" You answered sarcastically as you tried to put pressure on your wound. He says nothing as he stands against the door frame, as if he is guarding it.
Stupid Bakugo.
You moved some of your things that were in the way and motioned for him to sit on your bed, the only clean part of the small room. You’d feel like he’s gonna insult you because of the mess you’re making. 
It’s been years since the war against the Meta Liberation Army. The heroes won, but not without casualties—too many casualties.
And there’s been a hunt for the criminals who escaped Tartarus during the whole ordeal and a crackdown on the suspected members of the organization.
Isn’t that why you’re alone now? Without friends and your parents?
"Sit down." You almost jumped when you heard his voice beside you. You didn’t even notice him approaching. "Just sit down and let me clean it."
You pursued your lips, but let him have his way.
He cleaned your wounds, frowning deeper when he saw that you don’t even have a first-aid kit, but he stayed silent.
You just watch him. You’ve only seen him (and your former classmates, as well) on TV and billboards now, and you’ve never been prouder of them for achieving their dreams. You’re so proud of them.
"Thank you." after he’s done cleaning your wounds.
He says nothing, just nodding toward the door. "I’m starving. Let’s go."
You follow him to your door, opening it. He stepped outside, but you didn’t move to follow him.
"Don't—please don’t tell them where I am," you pleaded. They don’t need to associate with you, and you don’t want them to suffer too.
He looks back at you. "What?"
"Thank you for today, but please don’t come here again." and you slammed the door.
But you should’ve known better than to delude yourself. Since when did Bakugo listen to an extra anyway?
So here you are, eating with him again after that incident months ago. You’ve tried everything to avoid him, but he’s not one of the top heroes for nothing.
And Katsuki would never let you slip away from him like that ever again.
"We know your parents are not a part of the Meta Liberation," he said one morning while eating breakfast with you. "We know, and we’re gonna prove them to those bastards and to everyone, and then you can go back. You can be with us again. Everything can go back to the way it was before."
You’re too shocked to say anything, so you just stared at him, forgetting about food as you watched his knuckles turn white from the way he holds the utensils.
"Deku and Todoroki are already taking care of it... so please." rely on me. His unspoken words hung heavily in the air as you gripped the utensils.
How would you rely on him without dragging him down into the mud you're in?
But that was a surprise; you realize you’re not the only one who changed.
He has changed too.
He used to call Todoroki-san Half-and-Half all the time when you were students, and he would rather die than let others help him.
And little by little, at every meeting, the hole in Katsuki’s heart left by your sudden disappearance was filled with memories of you. Tending to your wounds after your ‘work’, buying you food so you’ll eat with him, and the little things he didn't get to experience with you before
"A vigilante has been attacking civilians at night. Civilians are advised to report any strange activity and to be careful as this vigilante, this criminal, is still at large."
"The Hero Commission will award anyone who has information regarding this criminal terrorizing our cit-"
Katsuki pressed the off-bottom with more force than necessary because what the fuck did he just watch?
Beside him, he could see you closing in on yourself again. He’s quick to wrap an arm around you before you push him away.
It’s like your third year all over again. A bounty on your head, a false charge. Someone must have really hated you to put you in this situation.
But Katsuki would be damned before he let anything get past him again. He’s not the useless student he was before who couldn’t do anything to help you. He’s a Pro Hero now, the number 1 Pro Hero if he do say so himself. He has resources now that he didn’t have before, and his influence runs deep.
He’d be damned before he let them hurt you and take you away from him again.
"You’ll take care of it, won’t you?" You ask in a sad tone, but he could also see the coyness in it. The trust you put in him
He sighed in relief, kissing the top of your head before tsk-ing because, really, who else is going to look after your sorry ass? "Like you’d have to ask."
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me1297 · 3 months
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Love Me Knot
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PAIRING: Bakugo Katsuki x Fem! Oc/Reader,
SUMMARY: When a hopeless romantic is shattered of the fantasy of her soulmate at thirteen in her head and he makes her adolescence miserable until they part ways.
But of course they meet again as adults, late at night, in a convenience store, over the last bag of spicy chips.
STATUS: Ongoing, chapter 1 (Chapter 2)
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Yena had just transferred to Aldera Junior High, a week ago due to her mother getting a job promotion causing her family to move closer to her job. It was after school in a hallway empty except for Yena, as she stood back to finish her notes, as she was walking towards the exit her string started to tighten around her finger and pull her back. She then felt a wave of excitement wash over her, as this was the moment she dreamed of ever since she was a little girl, she was gonna meet her soulmate, Yena let the red string take her to them, with a smile on her face.
Then all movement stopped coming from the string, by a corner of the hallway making Yena confused so she turned the corner and that's when she met Bakugo, and his friends. He was for sure her soulmate she looked at his pinky and saw the red string that was connected to hers, Yena couldn't control her excitement so she just let the words out of her mouth and told him that he was her soulmate and she wished she hadn't.
“Ha, as if you're not my soulmate” he sneers at her while looking at her up and down “I'm not letting some dumb string tell me I should let some ugly loser like you hang around me for the rest of my life.” Upon hearing his words Yena felt her heart shatter, as this wasn't how she dreamed of meeting her soulmate would be like.
His friends laughed and jeered, and her face dropped sour. This was far from what she dreamed of as her soulmate, the soulmate she fantasized about was sweet, kind, caring, handsome, romantic, loving, and was equally madly excited to meet her like she was with him.
Yet this boy in front of her was not. And she didn't understand, why didn't his string tighten and pulled him to her? And could he see the string that tied them together as well? He, at least, was her soulmate. Yena felt dumb for letting her emotions take over her and making the mistake of telling him.
Bakugo then shoves pasted Yena hard enough that she stumbles, barely catching herself, and leaving with his friends. As Yena stares at his retreating back, angry tears well up in her violet eyes, as her dreams of going on cute fun romantic dates, like going on a picnic, or going to festivals when they come around, or an aquarium, visiting a pop-up museum, and going to the arcade and letting him win her whole bunch of cute plushies she could decorate her bed with, even taking a hike together were all shattered. Yena couldn't believe he’s supposed to be her soulmate. Just as she was gonna walk away she looked down upon her red string to see that it formed a knot, by her pinky making her confused but she didn't care she was heartbroken,
From that day forward Yena tried to cut, burn, tear, and untangle her string but it was no use, as she refused to be his soulmate, the string was unbreakable. Yena avoided Bakugo every chance she got for the next two years, even though he didn't, and picked at her every chance got, from calling her names to tripping her by putting his foot out when she was wall, and down to pulling her hair, all of this cause Yena pray for graduation day as she couldn't wait as everyone knows Bakugo has plans to attend UA after graduation.
Since she had no interest in becoming a hero, that meant she could forget about him just like how she forgets what she eats in a day.
Yup graduation was gonna be great she could just feel it.
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A/N: Sorry it's so short this is my first time writing on here, but much love to you all!<3
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kingkatsuki · 10 months
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I got the most adorable commission back from my good friend @jadebunnysmooches of me and Bakugou. Look how cute we look I’m so obsessed😭
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satouka · 1 month
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aakeysmash · 2 months
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thinking about barista!oc and boss!bakugo who oc does not know is her boss yet again
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