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lilissmut · 5 months

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Dad bakugo x Mom reader

“Cmon Sumi, you’ve gotta eat, take at least two bites? Pleasee?”Sighing to yourself as your four year old is refusing to eat, again.

“but mama, i don’t wanna eat this” Sumi, your daughter, is a very picky eater.

“please baby? You can’t just eat French fries and chicken nuggets.” You’re starting to get frustrated when you hear your 8 month old, Hatsuki, start to cry.

“Eat half, or else dada is getting involved.” Sumi sighed in frustration, but was a mamas girl, and didn’t like her dad as much as you, her mom. So she started to take a couple bites of her food, knowing how angry her dad gets at her for giving her mom a hard time.

smiling at your daughter, you walk upstairs to your eight month old son, Hatsuki. He wasn’t much of a crier, but when he did cry, it was hard to get him to quiet down.

You picked up your son, and rocked him back and fourth in a soothing motion, praying he’d go back to sleep. Or else he’d be up all night.

“s’okay, mamas right here baby” you sat down on the bed, holding him in your arms. You couldn’t get over the fact that Hatsuki looked so much like your husband, Bakugo. The feeling of relief washed over you when you finally got Hatsuki to quiet down, and fall back asleep.

Walking down the stairs with your baby in your arms, you see Sumi still eating her food.

“thank you baby. You ate so much of it.” Smiling at her, you gave her a kiss on the forehead.

It was around two hours later you Heard the door open, and you knew those steps so well, they were katsukis.

You overheard your husband asking “where’s mama, sumi?” You were half asleep and didn’t even both to listen in any further.

“babe I’m in the living room!!” You stated loud enough for him to hear, but hopefully not loud enough to wake up the baby.

smiling as you heard him walk towards you.

“Hey babe how was work?” He smiled and gave you a kiss on the lips.

“it was good. Stupid wanna be villains, but you know how it is babe.” Sumi ran over to her dad and gave him grabby hands, wanting him to pick her up.

Grunting a little as he picked her up, and sat on the couch beside his gorgeous wife.

You leaned into bakugos shoulder, tired and stressed, but those emotions were shared between you two.

You were just finally happy to have your husband home.

#dad bakugou #bakugo katuski x reader #fake scenarios #bakugou x you #female reader #katsuki bakugo mha #lovers #mha #wife reader #husband bakugo #katsuki bakugo #pro hero au #pro hero bakugo x reader

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imnotmadas · 2 years

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IF UNCOMFORTABLE BLOCK NOT REPORT!!

Husband Bakugo

Timeskip!Bakugo x Gender!Neutral!Reader

Warnings: Manhandling, mentions of sex, foul language, and FLUFF.

Husband!Bakugo always touching you, grabbing you, bullying you, but you know it’s all love. Marrying this man for the rest of your life, comes with perks.

Husband!Bakugo must touch you, if he comes home he’ll drop everything hug, and kiss you then bathe. He will grab you, and make you sit on his lap while watching tv.

Husband!Bakugo takes care of your his needs. When goes down on you, he does it for your pleasure. Totally not his

“Babe, if you don’t let me taste u, im gonna die”.

“Bakugo, I just came from working out…”.

“So? Adds flavor”

“Pack your bags, and get out”.

Husband!Bakugo cant take his eyes off you, when your stretching. Like, your doing the cow pose, and he just saying stupid ass stuff.

“ what’s that smell?”.

“BAKUGO!!! I swear if you say on more thing I will fart on your pillow”.

“As if, I will piss in your shampoo bottle”.

“What?! Bakugo I’m calling the cops on you”.

Request are open

#katsuki bakugo imagine #katsuki <3 #mha katsuki #katsuki bakugo headcanons #katsuki bakugo my hero academia #bakugou katsuki #bakugo fanfic #bakugo x reader #bakugo fluff #bakugou drabble #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #mha x reader #mha imagines #bmha #age up #husband bakugo #husband bakugo x reader

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beybuniki · 1 month

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Camie and Katsuki

#i like her so much :-) very funny girl mind you the only person to make bakugo burst out laughing #bnha #camie utsushimi #bakugo katsuki #shes 1cm taller but she is also 90% legs so bakugo looks extra short #<- me and my uni husband

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ayustuff · 1 year

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Autograph || agedup!husband!katsuki x wife!gn!reader

“can i get your autograph?” you said while your husband, katsuki is sitting on his desk working on some documents.

“what for?” katsuki looked at you. you put a paper in his desk. “you want my autograph on a contract?” he turns off his computer.

“yes.”

“this is a marriage contract.”

“i know.”

“we're already married.”

“yes.”

“but why?”

“dont you wanna get married again?”

“well... is there a honeymoon after the marriage?” he smirked at you.

“mhm.” you nodded with a soft smile.

he chukles to himself. “aight... gonna need a better ring on you.” katsuki takes your hand and kissed your knuckles.

you blushed, “eh? katsuki, i was just joking-”

“well, i decided i want one.”

#𝑨𝒚𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 ✧⁠*⁠｡•#bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugo x yn #katsuki bakugo fanfiction #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x gn reader #bakugo x gender neutral reader #katsuki bakugo x y/n #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x you #mha bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou fanfiction #bakugou fluff #husband bakugou #husband katsuki x reader

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earth2rin · 4 months

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LAST RESORT ᡣ𐭩

bakugo x fem!reader college au

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warnings: mild cursing, slightly suggestive, alcohol use

friends not answering your calls? ubers not available? guess it’s time for your last resort.

“fuck” you slur as your screen reads that iida had not answered your phone. you called jirou, then momo, then izuku, todoroki, sero and kiri, but no answer.

you were drunk. absolutely hammered and the clock on your phone currently reads 2:37 in the morning. there were no ubers available and you were in desperate need of a ride home back to your apartment from the college frat party you and your friends decided to go to.

you originally had a DD, but ochako ended up leaving early, something about deku getting home earlier than expected from his trip in the states. you told her to go and see her man, and how she better fill you in on all the deets or else you were never going to cover for her whenever she and deku “mysteriously” disappear from functions.

so here you sat on the couch in some random fraternity house, pouting about how you had no idea of how you were gonna get home. the music was loud and your body was buzzing, all the loud conversations going on around you didn’t help brighten your mood. you were tired, and your feet hurt from the heels you were wearing. you wanted to go home. you contemplated just crashing on the couch and waking up super early to leave, but the skirt you were wearing would ride up every 5 minutes and you were sure if you slept on the couch someone would get a show when they would wake up in the morning. you also thought about walking home but for obvious reasons you decided against it, walking 7 miles in the middle of the night in a miniskirt was an absolute no!

then an idea popped into your head. you had absolutely no faith, but it was your last chance to get home before you started walking. you chewed on your lip, anxiety making you ponder if you really should go through with it, it wasn’t like you had any other choice!

biting the inside of your cheek, you wait as you hear the familiar sound of your phone ringing, hoping the call will go through. your nerves grew as the ringing had continued in your ears.

“hello?” a gruff voice answers on the other end of the line.

“bakugo! oh my god i’m surprised you answered!” you say excitedly, smile extending from ear to ear.

“the fuck are you calling me for? it’s 3 in the god damn morning” he mumbles, you bite on your lip from being chewed out at.

“listen, i’m reeeeally sorry, but i’m really drunk and i need a ride home.” you whine and the desperation in your voice makes you cringe but you really meant it.

“so fucking call some one else, don’t bother me!” he sounds angry and your eyes begin to well with tears.

“i did! but no one wants to answer me and i’m really tired and want to go home, but my feet hurt and i can’t walk home and i’m hungry and there’s no food here, and i really want to go home.” you babble as the tears start pouring and the people around you give you stares but you’re too drunk to care right now.

“alright alright i’ll come get you! jus’ quit your crying already” you manage to get out a broken and whiny ‘okay’ before he asks you to send your location hangs up

even though you know you’ll regret it in the morning, you take 3 more shots and wander out into the front yard. the grass is cool, dewy from the 3am air and the leaves in the trees sway from the light breeze. the moon is out, and you can’t help but stare, mesmerized by its beauty. you find yourself lying in the grass, staring at the sky, hoping the nauseous feeling and pounding headache would go away soon.

your eyes begin to flutter shut, but soon you hear a voice speak up.

“what are you doing on the ground?” you flutter your eyes open and there standing at your feet was bakugo katsuki.

“oh heyyy. ‘m jus a little tired” you smile.

he stares at you and sighs

“well c’mon, get your ass up and let’s get you home.” you shake your head and pout.

“don’t wanna. ‘m so comfy. i think i'll throw up if i stand.” your brows furrow as you adjust your head, turning it to your side.

he groans, dragging and his hand down his face.

“alright, c’mon, up and attem” he lifts you up, throwing you over his shoulder (making sure to cover your ass from anyone seeing your baby pink underwear) and you groan.

“oh god, you’re making me nauseous!” your cheeks bubble up, trying to hold back your barf as you see the ground move from underneath you.

rolling his eyes, he replies “oh buck up, we’re almost at my car.”

you stare for a little, speaking up to drunkenly say, “you have a nice ass” and he pinches your arm, making you squeal and giggle.

you feel him stop, and hear the sound of a car door opening. he gently puts you in the seat and squats down.

“what are you doin?” you hum, eyes closed.

“give me your foot” he mumbles.

you make a confused face to which he replies, “just give me your damn foot!” you comply, sticking out your foot and frowning for being scolded.

he gently unclasps your heels and sets them underneath your seat, repeating the motions for your other foot. he then sets your feet in the car and leans over you, buckling your seatbelt for you.

you catch a whiff of his cologne and you internally sigh, he smelt absolutely heavenly. it didn’t help that he was wearing a wifebeater and his biceps were bulging right in front of your eyes. you wanted to bite him. he was ethereal, a sight to behold, an angel in front of you. why couldn’t he like you?

closing the door, he makes his way to the driver seat and hops in, tying himself in.

“ ‘m cold” you whine, and he turns around to his backseat and grabs a blanket, placing it in your lap.

you unfold it and wrap yourself in it, secretly taking a whiff and hiding your smile in the blanket.

“thanks” you quietly say, he nods in acknowledgment.

the ride to your apartment is comfortable. the radio playing music quietly, leaving you both to your thoughts. you had known bakugo since high school. you had been close friends with deku, and you knew his infamous bully. you tried to help deku and even defended him, but all izuku would say was that it was okay and that you didn’t need to fight for him. so you let izuku handle it, next thing you know you’re all at the same college. your class had all been relatively close, almost everyone was friends. but for some reason bakugo could just not stand you. you tried to figure out why, but you never really had interactions with him so there was nothing that tipped the scale.

you decided to not let it bother you, which was hard because you unfortunately found him ridiculously attractive. you couldn’t help but think about what it would be like to be friends, but you never acted upon your thoughts, settling in the belief that ignorance is bliss.

“you hungry?” you turn your head and blink.

“no ‘m okay, thanks.” you turn your head back to the window and he chuckles.

“alright but you’ll regret it in the morning.”

your eyes widen and you snap your head back to him.

“wait! i am hungry!” he rolls his eyes and says ‘okay’, pulling into a taco bell.

you feel giddy as he hands you your burrito, immediately unwrapping and chowing down on the warm heaven sent food.

“thanks!” you say with a smile and a full mouth, to which he slightly grimaces and says that you owe him one, which you decide to ignore.

shortly after, you arrive at your apartment and he parks, getting out to open your door.

“i don’t wanna go im barefoot! that means i’ll have to walk across the dirty concrete!” you whine and he tries his best not to show his frustration, but the vein popping out on his forehead says otherwise.

“c’mon, i came all this way AND bought you taco bell and you can’t even walk to the door?” you pout and he groans, tossing you over his shoulder again.

he grabs your heels and your purse, beginning his tread up the stairs.

“wait a minute, how do ya know where i live, hmm?”

he rolls his eyes, which he knows you can’t see and responds, “you had a party for ochako remember?”

you gasp and giggle, “oh yeah! and then they left early so they could fu-“

“and we’re here!” he cuts you off, digging through your purse for your keys.

once in your apartment, he asks where your bedroom is, finding the room he sets you down on your bed and puts your heels by your closet. he leaves the room, heading to your kitchen. you frown due to the lack of his company, but he returns with a glass of water and a bottle of tylenol.

“here, take this for your feet and headache.” you grab the two pills he’d taken out the bottle and swallow them, chugging the water shortly after. the tension is thick as you both stare at each other.

you get up, walk to your dresser and look through your drawers, he stands awkwardly behind you trying hard not to stare at your ass as you bend over to look for pajamas. you began stripping and before you can get your tube top over your head he blurts out.

“where’s your bathroom?” you turn your head and blink at him.

“i have an en suite, it’s the door to your left,” he nods and quickly rushes inside the room.

after changing into your pajamas you make yourself comfortable in your sheets, waiting for bakugo to exit your bathroom. your eyes begin to shut until you hear the click of the door opening.

he had assumed you’d fallen asleep and began to exit your room.

“why don’t you like me?” you mutter. he freezes, he feels like a deer caught in headlights.

“what are you talking about?” he plays dumb but you don’t falter.

“why don’t you like me?” you repeat, this time more confidently.

he swallows thickly and turns to look at you, you sit up and look at him.

“i never said i didn’t like you.” he says as if it’s a matter of fact.

“well you sure as hell make it seem like i’m the last person on earth you’d rather be with.” you chuckle bitterly, the alcohol coursing through your veins giving you the courage to say what you’ve always wondered.

“it’s a shame really, i thought we could be good friends, i find you quite charming, dashing even. i wouldn’t have minded if things went further then just being friends as well.” you sigh falling back into your sheets, snuggling into your comforter.

“that makes two of us.” he mumbles and he thinks you didn’t hear it, but you remove your blankets and make your way towards him.

“well maybe when you give up the act of thinking i’m insufferable you could give me a call, yeah?”

he’s at a loss for words, you’re standing awfully too close to him, he can feel the heat radiating off of your body and it sends shivers down his spine. he swallows, examining your face and he licks his lips.

“you're drunk, you don’t know what you’re saying” he tries to rationalize, more to himself than you.

“oh i’m perfectly aware of what i’m saying” you send him a small coy smile and he feels butterflies as you stare into his eyes.

“if i call you sometime will you go to bed already?” he takes a small step closer and you smile at him.

“anything you’d like.”

“i’ll call you then.”

you nod like a school girl, and head back to your bed.

“night.” you say as he slips through your door.

“night.”

the next morning you woke up with a horrendous headache, making your way to the kitchen for some water. a bottle of vitamin c gummies, a free pizza coupon and the blanket you had last night folded up were sitting on your counter top. on the bottle of vitamin c there was a sticky note attached.

for the hangover. call you tonight?

-k.b.

#it’s 5am rn hehe #bakugo katuski #bakugo x reader #bnha #mha #katsuki bakugo x reader #stoic bakugo #drunk shenanigans #bakugo being bf material #husband in the making #cutesy shit

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thehusbandoden · 2 months

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Ice Cream Thief -Husband!Bakugo Katsuki x Pregnant!Wife!Reader

A/n: I don't simp for Bakugo, so pls let me know if his scratched your itch.

General info:

Genre: fluff/crack/comfort \\ wc: 312 \\ fem reader \\ posted: 03/15/24

Summary: you are having a terrible time. Your baby kept you awake all night kicking, you stubbed your foot on the stupid nightstand, and Bakugo has been working almost twenty-four-seven. The one thing you’ve been craving all month is ice cream... but you come out to find it eaten. With the carton still. In. The. Freezer.

“Bakugo Katsuki!” You call from the kitchen, seething with rage.

“What do ya want, woman?” He calls back from the living room.

“Don’t you ‘woman’ me! Get in here before I make you!”

“Oh give me a break.” He grumbles, walking into the kitchen to see what you were yapping about. His eyes flicker to the empty carton of ice cream... and he realizes he’s in trouble.

“What. Happened. To. My. Ice. Cream.” You growl, a hand on your swollen belly. The one thing you’ve been craving all month is ice cream. Your baby kept you awake all night kicking, you stubbed your foot on the stupid nightstand, and Bakugo has been working almost twenty-four-seven. This was the last thing you needed, the straw that broke your self restraint.

“I’ll just buy you mo-”

“Katsuki! Why did you have to leave the carton in the freezer?! My heart just tore itself apart! I needed that!”

“It’s like nine in the mor-”

“I need *something* to calm me down Katsuki! Why did you have to eat it?! Not only that but you left the carton in the freezer! And now I-” tears of frustration bubble in your eyes, your hormones are going haywire, and Bakugo can see that.

Warm muscular arms wrap around your soft form. Bakugo brings you to his chest, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you slowly begin to calm down.

You take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your beloved. “Ice cream thief.” You scoff, looking up at your tsundere husband. He smirks down at you, pecking your nose.

“I’ll buy you more, okay? Stop whinin’.” You huff, but don’t respond as you bury your face in his warm chest.

You sigh in relief, knowing that out of everything and anything- yes, even your beloved ice cream- you craved your beloved husband’s tender touch above all else.

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siflshonen · 3 months

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“If Bakugo and Midoriya don’t end up together by the end I’m gonna be disappointed not because I want it but since the fanbase and show hyped them up so much,” says my husband, who only watches the anime

#I love him but my god. sometimes.#I don’t tell him in detail what I do in this fandom #I had to explain the Kudo and Yoichi backstory to him after this conversation #I had to tell him about the togachako stuff after this #bakudeku #my hero academia #mha #BNHA #I didn’t even do a good or in depth job #I just gave the bare minimum and shared the parts I thought were funny #my favorite character is Katsuki Bakugo in part because no matter how sloppily or weirdly he expresses it #I know his love is true #he is devoted #and he is doing the breakdown of the self and the heart just in the confines of a shonen #and this includes whatever is happening with Izuku #I dunno how to tell my husband Katsuki is my favorite because his entire story is coming to understand what love is and how to #and how to give and receive it

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mysicklove-main · 1 year

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thinking about Katsuki going through the five stages of grief when he finds out his five year old daughter has a boyfriend

#blurbs #i was going to write a drabble on this but this sentence covers it lolol #hes so dramatic #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou katsuki fanfic #x reader #reader insert #bakugou x reader #husband katsuki #katsuki blurbs

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aspiring-writer-hidden-voice · 3 months

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Your palm meets your face as you close the bedroom door to your son’s room, groaning lowly as you walk to the kitchen and sit at the bar head readying against the cool counter.

“Oi, I’m home.”

So tired and exhausted from today, your head remains where it is as he drops his bag and takes off his boots with ease by the back door. His expression instantly becomes weary when you don’t greet him with the usual smile or a hug, spotting you in the kitchen with your head on the bar. With muted steps he comes up behind you and rests a hand upon the center of your back. He doesn’t ask, he knows you’ll tell him in due time, and until you’re ready he is showing rare patience.

“Do you have any idea what your son said at school today?” You finally mumble in an exhausted whisper.

Both of his brows rise as he nibbles his lip. You’ve been trying to get him to watch his language around the little boy a lot lately but he could only hold back so much. “What?”

Raising your head, your narrowed gaze meets his red. “One kid was saying how their dad had a gun to protect their house and family, another said their father had learned martial arts… See where I’m going with this?”

“I’m a Pro Hero, we don’t need any of that crap—” Realization fills his face as a wide grin lifts his lips. “Holy shit, did he say what I think he did?!”

The tip of your finger jabs his chest as you get up in his face. “Yes, Katsuki Bakugo, your son shouted at the top of his lungs that his dad IS THE DAMN GUN! He ran around the playground at recess chanting it! I had to sit in the principal’s office for forty minutes then had to attend a school board meeting for three hours explaining your Pro Hero status, how our home is perfectly safe for our son—don’t you dare fucking laugh, Katsuki, or I swear—!”

The rest of your rant is cutoff by him covering your mouth with the palm of his hand, a smirk playing on his lips as he presses you against the counter. “Now, what was that new rule you made up? Anytime a curse word passes over someone’s lips in this house there’s a punishment?” He leans forward and whispers lowly, his warm breath tickling the shell of your ear.

“Let go of Mama, old man!”

A laugh slips up your throat when the Pro Hero husband of yours suddenly drops to a knee thanks to the small figure who had magically appeared in the kitchen who delivered a well-practiced heel kick to the back of Katsuki’s knee to make him lose balance. Your arms cross as you watch with a smirk as man gives chase to the small boy who now runs with the air filling with small explosions that wouldn’t hurt a fly but would only add to their little game.

#mha #bnha #mha x reader #mha funny #bnha funny #katsuki bakugo #bakugo katsuki #husband!bakugo #warning mention of gun

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weirdlynotspecific · 1 year

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You know the fanfiction is good when you start giggling hysterically, hissing, or throw your device of choice across the room.

#...yes it was ineffable husbands #i have a problem #IT WAS SO GOOD THO #ineffable husbands #crowley x aziraphale #my hero academia #bakugo x kirishima #sirius x remus #wolfstar #mable x Pacifica #mabcifica #gravity falls #wirt x dipper #pinescone #over the garden wall

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bakubunny · 6 months

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bkg x reader comfort fluff

not tagging the gremlins bc tagging a bunch of you on smth like this feels like too much.

tw: sudden hair loss, insecurity, showering together, f!reader, aged up characters, established relationships

You stood in front of the bathroom mirror with a brush in your hand, a mix of panic and despair overwhelming your features. Katsuki caught the look on your face as he passed by the open door and stopped.

“What’s wrong?” His tone sounded harsh and impatient, but after twelve years of marriage, you knew better.

You lifted your other hand to show him the wad of hair you’d pulled out of the brush after a few passes, lip quivering as a painful lump grew in your throat. He took both from your hands and pulled you into a crushing hug. A broken sob left your chest.

“I’m s-scared and I don’t know w-what’s going on,” you cried.

“I know,” he said quietly.

You wanted to push him away just like you wanted to push away the bubbling, knotted pain in the pit of your belly. But pushing yourself out of his grasp would have been an impossible task.

“I feel so ugly. I don’t want you to touch me,” you said.

Katsuki’s grip got tighter as he kissed you on the head. “You’re not ugly. You’re the same beautiful girl, and your hair ain’t gonna change that.”

“Y-you don’t understand,” you replied.

At thirty-five, he understood hair loss in one sense; his own had slowly started to thin a few years back before he’d seen a dermatologist to address it. But this was different.

At first, you weren’t sure it was happening. Then one day, you ran a hand through your hair, and it was all but falling off of your scalp. More hair came out as time passed. In just weeks, you looked noticeably different.

Katsuki felt helpless. Perhaps not as helpless as you in this moment, but there were many things even the number two hero couldn’t fix or save you from. He couldn’t do much other than be by your side and give comfort, reassurance that of course he still loved you and wanted you. He pulled away enough to lift your chin; the greasy, unkempt state of your half brushed hair only served to break his heart further.

“No, I don’t understand. But my love for you ain’t gonna disappear after all this time just cause you look different. You’re still the same pretty little thing I can’t wait to come home to. I didn’t marry your hair, sweetheart. I married you,” Katsuki said.

You nodded. You knew he was telling the truth, but it wasn’t an easy one to accept.

“Let’s get you showered, hmm?” he continued. “I’ll get in with you. Pamper you like a princess ‘til you’re all nice and clean.”

The pained look in your eye was begging him not to make you do it, but it had to happen. You nodded again anyways.

And so, he did. Under the warmth of the shower and the warmth of his embrace, you faced the uncertainty of what was to come once again as he washed you clean from head to toe. You stayed with him while he showered, peppering one another with stolen kisses and a soft touch. Talking about life, about anything other than the thing that brought you here. Making silly jokes. Taking the time to remind each other that this was a moment, and you had so many more good ones left to share.

#this one hits a little too hard rn but i hope it helps someone #bye fam #ilysm mwah #I didn’t edit this whatsoever so excuse typos and whatnot #tw hair loss #aged up characters #pro!bakugou #husband!bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki #x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakubunny

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nottspocket · 1 year

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I found a 0.05 pen and used it to draw a very tiny Katsuki. Penny for scale :)

#nottsketches #mha bakugo #bakugo #katsuki bakugo #he’s incredibly little #my husband requested him and I just couldn’t say no

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yourluckieday · 4 months

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Husband!Bakugo

(Conversation happens post love making)

"Do you remember when you asked me to marry you, and everyone kept telling us we were too young? So you got mad and said “screw it” and we just eloped?” She asked, the memory pulling the corners of her mouth in to a smile, “I knew then, that I would love you until the day I died.” she told him, while idly tracing hearts in his skin.

Katsuki's face softens, a rare smile tugging at his lips at the memory. "Yeah, I remember," he says, the warmth of the recollection lighting up his eyes. "Everyone thought they knew better, thought they could tell us what to do. As if I'd ever let anyone else make decisions for me—especially not when it came to you."

He turned his head slightly, lifting her hand to his lips, and pressing a kiss into her palm, then he released her, letting her continue her tender exploration of his skin. "That day, when I said 'screw it' and took you to that little chapel, it was the best damn decision I ever made. I didn't need a big ceremony or any fuss; all I needed was you and me, making it official."

His hand moved to cover hers, stilling her movements for a moment so he could interlace their fingers, a physical manifestation of their emotional bond. "I knew I loved you then, and I know I'll love you until I'm nothing but dust. You're my best win, my top achievement—and I've never been too young or too stupid to see that."

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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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the savagery of k. bakugou

↳ pairing: dilf!husband!katsuki bakugou x wife!reader

↳ wc: 600+

↳ cw/an: nsfw, mdni, parent sex, katsuki is 44, teenage son/gf are 18 so don't come for me, (s/n) = son's name, when this idea popped into my head earlier i knew i couldn't rest until i'd written it

↳ synopsis: katsuki bakugou has always been a force with which to be reckoned. with age, however, it seems his personal brand of savagery has become quieter...and more insidious

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You’re sitting in bed together one night, Katsuki reading while you rested your head on his chest reading along with him. It was quiet and peaceful, your husband’s steady heartbeat slowly lulling you to sleep. You began to hear a slight squeaking noise and when it hadn’t stopped a few seconds later, with your eyes still closed, you listened more intently, trying to figure out what it was or where it was coming from.

“The fuck is that?” Katsuki grumbled.

Just then your eyes shot open as you sat bolt upright in bed. “Katsu!” you said, grabbing his arm.

“What?” he said, even more concerned once he saw your horrified expression.

“(S/n) and his girlfriend…they’re fucking!”

Katsuki’s widening eyes stared down at his blanketed feet, unfocused, his senses zeroing in on the sounds. Sure enough, the noises were coming from the direction of your teenage son’s bedroom. Right about that time you both heard a moan and your heads snapped around to look at each other. Your hand flew to cover your mouth as it dropped open. Surprise was the only expression on his face, but was unreadable otherwise.

You knew your husband though. There was no way he would stand for this. You silently counted the heartbeats that drummed inside your ears, wondering how many would pass before your husband sprang out of bed and stormed down the long hallway. Any second now, the 44-year-old beast of a man would snap.

His features softened as a smirk took shape on his amused face. His shoulders relaxed and he reclined back onto his pillow.

Who is he and what has he done with my husband?

“Katsu? Aren’t you gonna stop them?”

He chuckled and slipped his hand into your hair. “Nah, I’m gonna outfuck them…” he murmured against your lips before pressing his against them. Soft, wet, seductive.

For a moment you were frozen, shocked that he seemed to be having the complete opposite reaction of what you’d expected. But then the mischievous grin crept across your face as the realization sank in. Wordlessly agreeing that, yes, your teenage son hearing his parents going at it would be far worse than anything else, you smiled against Katsuki’s lips as you kissed him back. "Competitive as ever, I see," you whispered into his mouth.

A few minutes later (s/n) was balls deep inside his girlfriend when they both suddenly stopped. The noise was subtle at first, and with her hands pulling his face to look at her, his girlfriend whispered, “What the hell is that?”

But within a few seconds he knew all too well what they were hearing.

The sound of your headboard began to bang into their ears and her eyes flew wide open. “Wait- is that…?”

Your son’s motivation began to deflate, particularly when Katsuki’s voice came barreling down the hall: “AH FUCK YEAH, BABY! YOU ALWAYS TAKE MY FAT COCK SO WELL! SHIT!”

The pace at which your husband pounded into you was distressingly discernable. There was the unmistakable rhythm of the headboard, yes, but accompanying it was the melody of your whimpers every time the thick head of his cock bullied your cervix.

“Mm- Ka- hah- tsu- ki- hmm! You- hah! Always- nnhh- fuck me- so ahhh- so fucking good- mmhahh- fuck baby! Yes hahhh!”

“OH GODDAMN, (Y/N)! I FUCKIN LOVE THE WAY YOUR PUSSY LEAVES THOSE PRETTY CREAMY RINGS ON MY DICK, BABY!”

Your son shriveled up faster than he would’ve if he’d stuck himself into a pile of snow. He rolled off his girlfriend and all either of them could do to protect their inexperienced ears from the assault of the loud sex his parents were having was to cover their heads with pillows to keep the traumatizing din to a minimum.

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thehwaynedame · 1 year

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Katsuki Doesn’t Dance

Words: 832

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff, bad writing?

Disclaimer: I was watching wedding dance tutorials and this came to my head. I’m not getting married or anything, I just think they’re cute to watch.

Katsuki Bakugou doesn’t dance.

He’s told you this from the very beginning and has been adamant about it ever since. He first told you at a big gala to celebrate the new top charting heroes, both you and him stood to the side, watching old friends twirl each other about; they were smiling and laughing, having the time of their lives. You watched him from the corner of your eyes, watching how he lifted the expensive champagne to his lips, then, you watched the way his Adam’s apple bobbed in motion with his gulp. Despite his words, you could see the way his carmine irises shone with a sense of longing and loneliness —they followed the swaying forms of your friends and you couldn’t help but sigh, for you knew the idiot would never give in.

Eventually though, you settled into the fact that he wouldn’t —that neither of you would have that moment together. The dream of you both dancing to a song in the kitchen late at night was crushed by his stubbornness, and he’s just lucky that he managed to be an amazing partner without fulfilling that dream…

Besides, you’d never push him. You’d always been one to respect the boundaries that the blond set, obtaining the affection you needed from the way he held you close at night, or from the lengthy kiss he gave you every morning.

It was more than enough, for you didn’t need a dance to know how much Katsuki Bakugou loves you, he shows you in his own ways that he does.

Though, you had to admit —you were pretty giddy to learn that Mitsuki, your soon to be mother-in-law and wedding planner had made the first dance mandatory. You really couldn’t help it, the fantasies of your wedding running through your head more than ever now, thanks to the news that you’d finally get that one romantic dance with the grumpy man that you adore.

You never expected it to happen, no matter how much you had fantasized about it, you had never came to this conclusion.

For now you stood before all your family and friends with the lights dimmed, your now husband standing before you. His hand awaited yours, calloused and rough, but gentle in the way it had grasped yours, his expression shocking you to the core —for it was far from his usual scowl.

His face isn’t scrunched up, his brows lifted and relaxed. He was actually smiling —barely, but you had the pleasure of being close enough to see a dimple form from the way his lips had curved. He hadn’t scowled for most of the day, only towards the both of your friends, who were teasing him relentlessly about how weird he looked up on the altar. But the look he was giving you now was causing your poor heart to palpitate out of your chest… His eyes that spoke volumes of his soul had softened, nothing but complete adoration in them as he pulled you closer to him, his other hand resting on your waist before giving it a squeeze.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Where’s that gremlin look of yours?” You try to joke, ignoring the way a shiver ran up your spine from the way his thumb massaged the finger where your wedding ring now rested snugly. “Am I not allowed to look at my wife? I’ve only been waiting for this day since we kissed at our graduation.” He answered, the low music beginning before you could respond, he does as you both had practiced, guiding you to spin, before pulling you back to him. “I simply take pride in being able to read your expressions —and the one you made just then…” You tried but he was quick to cut you off, the warmth of his forehead making contact with yours making you chuckle.

Your eyes meet and you feel yourself melting.

“Stop thinking, soak in the moment.” He instructs, and judging by the way he completely lost himself in you, keeping you close the rest of the dance, you knew he certainly had. It reminded you of just how lucky you were —to love someone like Katsuki Bakugo, to have him love you in return. It reminded you that now you didn’t have to worry about silly little dances, for none would beat the feelings you felt that evening, in the arms of your sappier than usual husband.

Even as time would pass on, and the late night swaying to music in your home would become normal —you’d still remember that night and cherish it. You’d do so just as much as your husband does, ensuring each other a dance every gala and even more so in your home, where you’d continue to laugh together under the lights of the kitchen every time he dipped you, where the both of you would forever to continue melting into each other’s kiss.

Because, you know, Katsuki Bakugou doesn’t dance…

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