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90ekz · 10 months
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idk the idea of katsuki helping you out of all your clothes and massaging you till you’re a puddle on the floor is so 😵‍💫😵‍💫
just imagine his pretty little eyes being so glazed over with want, him wanting nothing more than your body on his.
things had been so rough recently, you deserved this right? that’s all you could tell yourself as he rubbed circles into both sides of your waist, secretly loving the way your face twisted up in embarrassment.
“that feel good?”
the quiet shlick of the oil against your almost-naked body only served to made his cock strain against his boxers. he imagined your pussy clenching around his cock making those same sounds, and just how loud you’d be.
katsuki couldn’t help but coo when you were trying so hard to keep quiet.
“‘s fine...”
he wasn’t satisfied with that, he knew he could make you feel better than that, right?
with a new determination, katsuki looked intently for any sounds he could pull out of those pretty little lips. he pressed and massaged every kink he could find, pants steadily getting tighter.
when he reached your lower back and pressed deep, he was pleased to hear a choked whine slip out.
bingo.
“oh?”
you hid you head in your hands out of pure embarrassment, and oh, how katsuki hated that.
“‘dunno why yer hidin’. ‘s cute.”
the more desperate sounds he got out of you, the harder his cock got. after a while he couldn’t help himself, and pressed himself flush against your backside.
you tried to turn around to question the sudden friction, but your head was pushed back down onto the silk pillow cases.
“uh uh, keep that head down f’me. y’know i’m not done yet.”
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http-tokki · 7 months
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Who hurt you?
~ bakugou katsuki x reader ~ tags/cw: aged up bakugou, cute, cotton candy sweetness, living with bakugou ~ wc: 400
The first time Katsuki brings home flowers for you, you’re confused. In he walks with a giant bouquet of daisies and baby’s breath, roses and peonies all wrapped in a pretty pink paper and a small little note tapes to the outside. He saw them on his walk to the car, bright and pretty in the little florist on the ground floor of his agency’s building, and he hadn’t gotten you anything since your birthday last month. Yeah, they were a little on the pricey side and money was tight but he was sick of giving you hand made gifts. All those little paper flowers and stars he made for you (he spent a little too long on them because they were so fucking complicated for no good reason) you loved those gifts, giving him the same hand made gifts in return because that’s all you two could afford with living in the heart of Tokyo and both as interns. Regardless of how much you liked the little things, you deserved something big and pretty and expensive so he bought those flowers.
Katsuki sets them down on the kitchen table as he shuck offs his shoes before grabbing the bouquet in search for you.
His eyes quickly scan the space , spotting you sitting at the desk in the corner of the living room; headphones in as you scribble your notes. Part of him wants to scare you, sadistically delighting in the way you scream and grab the nearest object as a make shift weapon. There was something so funny about seeing you attempt to defend yourself with a Shooky plushie. The small and cruel part of him is pushed down as he calls out to you, making sure to have enough volume to be heard over the headphones. You turn quickly, eyes lighting up as you see his face but then frowning at the bouquet in his hands.
“What did you do?” You ask, hesitating in removing the headphones.
Katsuki is taken aback by your response to seeing the flowers. “I- nothing. Why would you think I did something?”
“Because you have flowers and it’s not our anniversary or my birthday or anything,” You remove the headpiece, pausing the pre-recorded lecture on your screen. “So you’ve done something that requires an apology so you’re buttering me up with gifts.”
“What?” Bakugou’s brows furrow. “Who hurt you?”
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lou-struck · 2 years
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Not me thinking about… Katsuki Bakugou’s alarm goes off at the ungodly hour of 3:15 in the morning. It’s not the alarm that wakes him though, it’s the way you groan and shift next to him stretching your arm out to try and turn the alarm off hitting him in the face.
He wishes he was tired enough to tease you about it with a playful grumble. But all he can to is grab your wrist and gently kiss it as his crimson eyes blink away his grogginess.
“Hey,” he rasps out “We gotta get up Baby, we have a flight to get to.”
He pulls away from the warmth of you in the sheets reluctantly to hop into a cold shower knowing that he is the one who is awake enough to take the wheel. He lets the cold water activate his senses as he thinks of the way your half conscious face presses into the drool covered sheets.
He's efficient when it comes to getting himself ready for whatever the day has to offer, The Suitcases have been packed and placed in his car hours before, a morning snack is in the fridge, and anything else the two of you need for the morning is laid out, folded and prepped.
This comes in handy when his other half is little less ready to start the day, even if starting the day means that the two of you are about to go off on the trip of a lifetime.
"You gotta get up" he says firmly. ripping the last sheet from your body causing you to finally blink awake. Getting to your feet, you mumble some gibberish good mornings with a dopey grin that just melts his heart. With you getting out of the house is a breeze for the Explosion Hero. It only takes a few minutes for the two of you to get settled in the car and start down the road. Tired eyes scanning the street for any coffee house that is open this early in the morning.
With everything closed his foot felt a bit more like led on the gas pedal. You are at the Airport three minutes earlier than the navigation said you would be. He hands his keys to the parking attendant and pulls you and the suitcases to the security check in. Once in line you whine at the lack of coffee in your system.
He lets out a soft laugh and looks around at the hundreds of other people in the Security line who are too tired to realize that they are right next to one of the country's top pro heroes right under their noses.
"Once we're through security, I promise I'll get ya some caffeine." he says, kissing your forehead as you lean into his chest as the line moves along one person at a time.
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citrustsuki · 2 years
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the thought of ass man katsuki smacking ur butt when you don’t have pants on>>>
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"bro get the fuck out."
"no. i told you to get up like 15 minutes ago and you're still here." katsuki argued. he stood firmly in front of your bed with his arms crossed.
"and stop calling me 'bro' we're fucking dating."
you laughed from under your covers, "okay 1. 'bro' will never leave my vocabulary and 2. it's only been 2 months since you asked me out so technically, you're still a bro."
katsuki just rolls his eyes and huffs a sigh, "okay, what the fuck ever, just GET UP." he tries to yank the covers away from you.
"STOP I DON'T HAVE PANTS ON!" you yell, turning on to your stomach to wrap yourself further in the blanket. you got too hot in your sweatpants last night, so you took them off, leaving you in a tank top and underwear.
"you should've thought about that when you decided to lay here after i told you to get the fuck up, so" while he's saying this, katsuki rips the blanket from under you and land a spank to your bare ass cheek. "put some clothes on!"
you look at him in bewilderment. why tf was he so goddamn hot???
"okay, just so you know, if i fuck the shit out of you it's your fault." you said, staring at him over your shoulder. he turns to hide his red face and stomps out of the door.
"clothes. NOW."
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purenlove · 8 months
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Song I listened to while writing
“I never thought I’d love you so much.”
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You and Bakugo were on the phone. Well, you were apparently asleep, but he didn’t hang up. He thought he would just let out his feelings, even if you weren’t awake.
Usually, Bakugo doesn’t have problems falling asleep. He goes to bed early and easily, and wakes up early (but not so easily.) Tonight however, is different. He can’t fall asleep because you’re on his mind. You’re the only thing he can think about. That’s also why he didn’t hang up.
You two haven’t dated for long. But he couldn’t deny that he loved you so very much.
“I always treated you how I treated everyone else, just more… aggressive than I usually was,” he said very quietly, scared that you might be awake. But at the same time, maybe he wanted you to hear this. “It felt like I hated you. But then I realized it wasn’t hate, it was love.”
And you smiled.
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omgitstatertot · 1 year
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Keep seeing Bakugou with his chunky ass gauntlets and I can't help but think about being his patrol partner and he straight up forgets he's wearing them sometimes, more specifically after you were paying attention and ran into a pole or wall and he goes to grab your face to make sure you're ok and you straight up have to dodge his advance so you are smacked by the big ass things.
He'd just be standing there, his arms still up in the arm as he stares at you like "???"
Then you gotta explain that he almost took you out with his gauntlets and he spends the rest of patrol pouting until you can get back to the agency and he can make sure you aren't actually hurt.
You weren't, it was just a slight bump, but tell him one spot is a bit hurt so he can kiss it better, insisiting you're fine will only hurt his feelings, just let him baby you- It'll be better for both of you.
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bakugo w a quiet reader?? :D
Like the reader is always silent in class and just sits in the corner n stuff
If youd like me to change anything about what ive written, such as readers pronouns, etc, be sure to lmk! I absolutely do not mind editing it to suit you better!
i made some edits also! reader is gn in this story and doesnt get referred to as specific pronouns, so it can be an x male or x fem reader story as well :)
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Bakugou x Quiet!GN!Reader - Too Good For The Rest Of Us?
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He always wondered why you were so quiet during class. It was like you weren't even there. You sit alone in class, alone again at lunch, alone during breaks, and again, alone, you walk back to your dorms, where you spend the majority of your time in your room.
You probably spend all of your time in there shut away in the dark, he thinks, but he doesn't care. You're starting to piss him off with your 'holier than thou' attitude. What makes you so much better than the rest of them that even talking to your classmates serves as no interest to you.
You bet he's gonna call out your bullshit in front of the whole class, but as soon as the bell rings, signifying the end of class, he turns to you and you're already gone. What in the...?!
Whatever. He'll just come to you, then.
He huffs quietly as he collects his stuff together and quickly as he makes his way to the dorms and straight to your door, not even stopping at his own room to drop off his bag and blazer as his spiky blonde hair bounces with each step he takes closer to your room.
Meanwhile you sit on your bed with your laptop, typing away furiously in order to complete the assignment that you were very behind on, struggling to understand what it all means. Look, it's not your fault that words just don't stick with you as easily as they probably should.
It doesn't help that you really lacked the confidence to make friends, so you had noone to ask for help when things became a struggle. Your thoughts are harshly interrupted by a quick and thunderous knock on the door, startling you and almost sending your laptop crashing to the floor in your sudden panic.
"U-Uh-... Gimme- gimme a sec..."
You curse yourself internally for stutterring like that. Heroes don't stutter like frightened children. How idiotic.
You open the door looking dishevelled and unorganised, and your classmate probably thinks you look like a dumbass right now, but you press on, refusing to meet the angry blonde's eyes.
He's confused by this, having expected some rude or overconfident remark from you for almost knocking your damned door off its hinges, but when he's met with nothing but a shy and quiet "uh- what can I do for you, Bakugou?...", he's left feeling very much confused, and very much like an idiot.
"Uh-"
For the first time ever, you see him thrown for a loop, but he carries on with the same arrogance and annoyance as before, but not as much conviction. Especially since, damn, you're like a half a foot taller than him. He's never actually been this close to you before, but man, you're tall.
"What's up with that attitude? What? Think you're too good to entertain us with your presence, hah?!"
"N-no! That's not it at all-...
You're cut short by your own yelp as someone a few doors down opens their door and you grab Katsuki's hand to drag him into your room, slamming the door shut to hide. You breathe a sigh of relief until you remember the fuming blonde about a meter away from you, his cheeks burning as he rips his hand out of your now loosened grasp. You find it a little bit funny when he has to tilt his head up to meet your eyes. Just a little bit.
"What the fuck are you-MPH--"
Your hand is over his mouth in seconds as he starts to yell, panicked and begging with your eyes as you tell him not to be so loud, making the blush on his face even worse at your proximity.
"Look, I don't like to draw attention... I know you probably think it's lame, but I don't handle being talked to very well... I'm getting there... okay? I know I can't still feel this way and be a hero, i'm working on it... but for now, could you please bare with me? I really am sorry, Bakugou..."
The boy may be impulsive and brash, but he's not a horrible person, and he scoffs but gives you a curt nod, able to see your anxiety for what it is. He still thinks it's stupid, of course, but it's not his problem so he doesn't bother meddling with it.
His eyes dart around your obviously dark room, your lights off except for the fairy lights on your headboard and your laptop, which holds your own assignment.
"Tch, what? Struggling with the assignment? That was piss-easy, so if you're struggling you really must be dumb..."
You stand in the middle of your room, dumbfounded by the quite frankly rude remark, not realising that he's using it as an excuse to help you out, the blonde sitting down in your bed without permission and typing on the keyboard like he would if he were helping out Eijirou or Denki.
"You know, what you've written already isn't half bad, just stop waffling. You take too long to complete your sentences and you end up digressing. Stop that, it's stupid."
You're still equally as confused as you were earlier, if not more, but you shake your head and just think to not question it. Bakugou does what Bakugou pleases and if you want to keep your face then you'd best let him to his own devices.
You can't say you don't appreciate the help though, so when later that evening, after Bakugou had left and it was now dinnertime, you present him with freshly made spicy soba, he looks at you in mild surprise and gruffly, awkwardly takes your gift and drrags you into his room to finish it with him.
You could've never imagined him doing anything like this at the beginning of the year, but you now realise how much he's grown as a hero since then, and that inspires you just a little bit. You don't let him know that, though.
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nebula-darlin · 2 years
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I've been thinking alot about pro hero Bakugou Katsuki and his civilian ex-girlfriend reader, who he abandoned to pursue his hero career. And after years of not seeing or talking with her, he finally sees her again after he stops some villains. A child no older than five years old bouncing on her hip who looks suspiciously like him.
He wasn't very gentle when he broke up with you. In a cold, matter-of-fact tone, he told you that he would rather focus on his hero work than be distracted by you. Did you try to save the relationship? Of course you did. But it wasn't until then that you realised your relationship had been over for years. Long nights spent waiting for him to return home with no phone call or text message. Back-to-back missions would have him gone for months, and he wouldn't even say hello when he returned. That's why, when he finally put an end to things, you stopped fighting. Accepting the end of your relationship and hoping to move on after spending half a decade with this man.
But your body had other plans for you. Weeks of morning sickness, missed periods, and finally a doctor's visit confirmed that you weren't quite finished with Bakugou. You considered numerous solutions to this new problem that had arisen within you. Almost went all the way with one of the options, but decided against it because this new life was innocent in all of this and they still deserve a chance at happiness. So that's what you intended to give them without his father's help.
What would you expect him to do with this child after he had abandoned you like you were nothing? Y ou'll be damned if you allow this man to break this child's heart as well. So,  y ou raised them on your own, with the assistance of your mother and aunts. But you eventually got the hang of it, and your child grew up to be a bright-eyed, intelligent little boy with your last name and his face.
Hearing a commotion nearby and the scream for heroes, your son rushes over to the source of the noise, eager to see any hero he can find. You trail behind him and lift him up, hoping to give him a better view of whichever hero came to help. Which is when you lock eyes with a sea of people gathered around your former lover, congratulating him on a job well done and asking for his autograph. You'll then turn to your son, who has stars in his eyes from being so close to his favourite hero. Not realising the connection between the two of them that only you were aware of.
But Katsuki was smart, and you knew by the shocked look on his face that he had already put together the pieces in this three part puzzle. Quickly yog turn away, walking as fast as you can in the opposite direction, ignoring your son's pleas to see the pro hero Dynamite. The same man who shouts your name from behind you, trying to catch up but being blocked by the crowd. And you continue to run, just as he did to you five years ago.
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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years
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⇢ title: dangerous
⇢ pairing: k. bakugou x f!reader
⇢ wc: 1k
⇢ warnings/notes: nsfw, mdni, katsuki is aged up 27+
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Pro Hero!Katsuki sat on the plush seat across from where you were trying on shoes. You needed a new pair to go with the dress his mom had designed for you for the upcoming charity event you were going to attend together. 
He sat forward with his elbows on his knees, arms crossed, waiting as you tried on this pair and that. 
“What do you think, Katsu?” you said, looking down at the heels you’d just put on. 
Your husband looked at them with deadpan eyes and a pouty frown. He shrugged with a short grunt.
You sighed. “Me either. Next pair, I guess.”
He appreciated that you could decipher the meaning behind his grunts depending on length, volume, and his accompanying facial expression.
“Okay, how about these? I think they’re really cute!” you said, turning on the balls of your feet as you looked in the mirror.
Katsuki looked up from his phone to find your pretty, pedicured toes made even more perfect by the subtle twist of black velvet just above them. The criss-crossing backstrap fastened by a tiny silver buckle three inches above your ankle. He sat up straight, phone forgotten, his chin no longer propped on the palm of his hand.
“Oh, you like them too?” you smiled.
“Hah? I didn’t fuckin’ say that. Take ‘em off and show me the next pair.”
“Oh…okay.” You were a smidge disappointed, but looked down at another pair that you really liked as well. “Let’s see how these look.”
Katsuki’s crimson irises glanced at the box you’d put the black strappy heels in after taking them off.
“How about these, babe?” You strutted up and down the aisle in a pair of black, peep toe Louboutins.
“Ya like ‘em?” he grumbled.
“Sure, yeah! Can’t go wrong with classic and sleek.”
He stood up and stretched, his pants perched on the muscles of his hips as his shirt rode up to momentarily expose his veiny v-trail. “‘Bout damn time. Let’s get the fuck outta here.”
You put the Louboutins back in their box before sliding your more worn and comfortable flats back on.
“Go ahead back to the car. I’ll take care of this and meet ya there,” he said calmly before pecking you on the forehead.
You stood on your tiptoes and kissed his cheek, handing him the shoes. “Thank you, babe. I’ll see you in the car then.”
He grunted and gave your butt a gentle smack as you walked away, smirking when you turned back to playfully chastise him.
A few minutes later, the back door of the sedan opened and Katsuki slid inside empty-handed.
“Baby, where are the shoes?”
“Fuckin’ relax, firecracker. They’re in the damn trunk.”
Traffic was horrid, setting you back nearly half an hour from getting home. Katsuki had the bags brought into the foyer as you went straight to the bathroom, going on about ‘the fucking traffic’ and how your ‘back teeth were floating’. That’s my girl, he thought, smiling to himself as a low chuckle rumbled in his chest. 
He wasn’t far behind you, carrying the shopping bags to your bedroom. He reached into one and took out one of the shoeboxes before setting the bag aside. 
You opened the narrow French doors that led from the bathroom to find your husband standing next to the bed dangling the black strappy shoes from his thick, calloused fingers. 
Your eyes lit up. “Katsuki! You bought them for me!” you beamed. You reached for them but he pulled them away, shaking his head. 
“No, babygirl. I bought ‘em for me,” he smirked. “Put ‘em on.”
“But Katsu, you know we don’t walk around wearing shoes in the house.”
He leaned down and dragged his lips across yours, whispering, “Who said you’re gonna be walkin’?”
You bit your lip and crossed your wrists behind his neck, pressing yourself against his hard body. “Katsuki,” you whispered, “you make me feel incredibly sexy.”
He clicked his tongue. “Nah babe, you are incredibly sexy. I’m just enjoyin’ the view.” He kissed you, deep and slow, circling his hot tongue around yours. You moaned in his mouth when he took two handfuls of your butt and squeezed, pressing his growing erection against your hip. 
“Hang on, baby,” you said, breaking the kiss. “I’ll be right back.”
You scampered off into the bathroom again, Katsuki biting his lip at the jiggle in your butt as he sat down on the bed. 
About a minute later, the doors opened just enough for one naked leg to peek outside. Your husband, who had been leaning back on his elbows, sat up in anticipation. 
You let the doors open slowly to reveal yourself standing there in nothing but those sexy, strappy heels. Katsuki’s Adam’s apple dipped; his deep crimson pools consumed you with every slow, seductive stride you took towards him. 
“Goddamn, baby,” he croaked, licking his dry lips. He sat riveted and rapt by your naked form; not a single movement you made went unnoticed by him. With your legs more shapely and your ass stacked in those dangerous shoes, Katsuki’s amber orbs were set ablaze, hungry and eager to conquer and devour you. 
You looked down to see his full, hardened shape straining against his pants as if begging for your touch. You leaned down and squeezed the head of his chubby dick, making his sticky pre leak out onto his thigh. 
Katsuki growled and in a breath you found yourself on your back with your horny husband pushing your thighs open with his knee. 
You rubbed the soft skin of your legs against the rough material of his ripped jeans, your swollen folds already shimmering with your slick. You watched with need as he unbuckled his belt and shoved his pants and boxers down around his strong thighs, his meaty cock slapping hard against his lower abdomen. 
“Fuck, baby.” He looked down at you with wicked, lustful eyes and groaned, “I wanna feel those fuckin’ straps diggin’ into my shoulders while I wreck that little pussy of yours.”
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dynamimight · 2 months
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this one'll be titled, "swinter = katsuki"
how about one on the connections between katsuki and winter and you and summer and vice versa? the way that katsuki is all bright; eyes burning flames of stars and insurmountable fury, ready to take on anything. he works hard and works up a sweat and he likes that. his second wonder of the world is the summer heat: the first wonder is you.
you, with eyes that don't burn, but shine; twinkling in the cool gray light of the overcast sky. always relaxed, always calm, never jumping up for anything. katsuki thinks you're like snowfall: quiet and gorgeous, glittering through all walks of life. you move through space and time and change the very essence of it. everything slows when you're around, and before he knows it, you're everywhere: in the cracks of his summer streets, stretching icicle fingers through his hair, frosted over his glasses so he can only see you.
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90ekz · 11 months
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Hiii I loved ur bakugo where like hes at the gym and stuff and was wondering if you could do something like that but his s/o goes with him 🫢🫢
this is so funny bc this was actually in my drafts alr 😁
her possession ☆ b. katsuki. | pt 1.
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katsuki loves when you tag along with him to the gym.
that sweet smile you give him when he spots you, cooking lunch with you after, its all so relaxing for the both of you.
not to mention your tight lil gym shorts but he’s supposed to stay focused.
this particular day though, you seemed a bit.. tight lipped, and he didn’t know why.
“you good?”
his question floated in the air between you before you just mumbled a soft “yea”, much to katsuki’s dismay.
suspicious, but whatever.
when you moved to lower body exercises, katsuki couldn’t help but notice your noises of annoyance the whole time. he’d look over and you’d be scoffing or smacking your teeth, was he doing something wrong?
“the hell’s up with you?”
“what’s up with me? what’s up with her?”
katsuki’s attention was directed towards the front desk lady. they made eye contact briefly before she tore her eyes away like she’d been caught doing something embarrassing.
he looked back at your annoyed face before making a confused one of his own.
“seriously? you really don’t get it?”
another shrug.
“she’s been drooling all over you since we got here. no way you don’t see that shit.”
katsuki couldn’t help but let a smirk curl onto his lips. you were so easily jealous, it humored him.
“you jealous or sumn?”
you feigned confusion, making katsuki laugh. you knew he was attractive, everyone knew that, but he was yours.
and you were gonna prove it.
“im getting some wipes. come with me.” katsuki was already confused by that request, not to mention that you went to the ones farthest away from your station, but… whatever.
he grabbed some wipes while you made sure the desk girl was watching you.
“babe. ‘s something on your neck.”
before he could respond, you were tonguing the sensitive spot on his neck, causing him to groan a bit too loud for a public gym.
you almost laughed when the desk woman gasped at the display, and katsuki tried to hide his various obvious (and very ‘angry’) blush.
“got it.”
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http-tokki · 23 days
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~tags/cw: mature content, pregnancy, allusions to abortion, establish relationships, aged up characters (23-25) katsuki is not ready to be a 23 year old teenage parent, domesticity.
a/n: this is a draft dump. it’s not proofread or edited. idk the word count x
“ ‘Suki, I need you to come here” your voice shakes as you stare down into the bathroom sink. “Now, please”
You wait and listen and when there is a lack of footsteps coming your way, you call again. “Bakugou. Bathroom, please”
A groan comes from the living room, then the sound of the couch moving and then footsteps. “Bakugou? Am I in troub-woah, what’s going on?”
Katsuki stops in the doorway, brows furrowing as he takes in the sight of you leaning over the sink, eyes trained on the drain. He had seen you like this before and it was usually before you started heaving your guts up and you called him to hold your hair, but you were so still, he didn’t think you were about to puke.
“Can you look at these and tell me if I’m going crazy?” Your voice is small.
These?
Katsuki steps into the bathroom, fear creeping into his stomach at the unknown and when he peaks over your shoulder, his heart all but stops.
Sitting in the porcelain basin is three positive pregnancy tests. No faint lines or maybe yes’s. Three bright pink plus signs staring at him from what was once his peaceful baby free bathroom sink.
“Ahhh…” he starts, unsure of his ability to form a coherent sentence, and backs away from your shoulder. “You….ummm”
You sigh. “Yep that’s what I thought”
Bakugou watches as you turn to face him, as you sink to the floor and pull your knees to your chest, eyes starting to cloud with tears.
“What…. Do?” His mouth is opening and closing as if he is gasping for air. “Are we?”
“I don’t really know” you answer is unformed questions, shaking your head. “I just need to sit and think for a second”
He nods and joins you on the floor. Your breathing is heavy as you desperately try to stop the room from spinning, the fear rising in your stomach as the weight of reality sinks down on your shoulders. You can feel the weight, the heaviness on the situation pushing down, shoving you to the floor in a harsh jolt but you don’t hit the tiles. You sink through the concrete and down down down into the earth below. You’re not ready to be a mum, to carry a baby for nine months and then be it’s caregiver for the rest of your life. You’re barely an adult, how were you meant to be a parent?!
You hear Katsuki talking next to you but it’s as if you’re underwater. His voice is garbled and unintelligible. Katsuki. What did he want? You can’t ask him to give up his career for a baby. He’s barely a pro and now this. He-
“Hey, you need to breathe!” Hot hands on your shoulders pull you back to reality. “You’re going to pass out so take a breath, please”
You blink away the tears, eyes clearing as you return to the bathroom. Air rushes into your lungs as you open your mouth.
“Okay, and now out” he instructs.
Your body sags as the air leaves. You both repeat the steps of manual breathing until you’re back, chest moving in a natural rhythm and even then, he doesn’t let go of you.
“Katsuki, I don’t know what to do” you admit, defeat lacing your voice.
You know what you want to do but it’s not just you in this situation. It was every much Katsuki’s issues as it was yours.
“What do you want to do?” His voice is uncharacteristically small.
“I don’t- I can’t” You shake your head. “What do you want?”
Katsuki shakes his head. “Nope. It’s your body. You decide. What do you want?”
You take in a deep breath. “I can’t do this. I don’t want this.” you admit.
“Are you sure? You’re not just saying that cause of me?”
“I’m sure. I can’t even feed myself most days I’m not going to be a mother” your voice cracking as your sentence comes to an end.
You watch as Bakugou’s body slumps in relief. “Oh,thank god.” his reprieve is short as he grabs your hands and frantically scrambles to patch up any blows he had made to your ego. “of course i want to have kids with you but one day, i just don’t think i’m, were, ready right now but one day we can have a baby, a million babies if you want but i don’t think that-“
“ ‘suki, you need to breathe” it’s your turn to offer comfort, gripping his hand in yours so hard you worry you might hurt him. “we’re not having this baby but that doesn’t mean that maybe one day, we won’t but right now, it’s not happening.”
Katsuki nods, breathing still frantic but it was slowing, becoming deeper and more even.
“not today.”
“not today. one day, but not today.”
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yourlovermori · 2 years
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— Throat-Fucking + Katsuki
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contains: 18+ content mdni. smut, mean!bakugo, throat fucking, manhandling, a teeny bit of praise, slight degradation, established relationship, slight dacryphilla, oral (m!receving), cum swallowing
authors note: thank you sm for 1,000 notes on my last work, and for that i present you this, enjoy!!! (also it’s important that your partner checks on you after any sexual activity/aftercare is important!!)
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your fingers trace his pecs — brushing over his nipples, his abs flex under your touch and his breath hitches. you move to press kisses among the plane of his abdomen your fingers trailing not too far below.
Katsuki’s had a rough day, low level thugs causing fuckin problems n’ shit, putting people in danger leaving his ass to clean up the mess —so much so that he finds it hard to even drag himself through the door — discarding his boots and peeling off his ash ridden hero suit with dread, feeling like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. but you — being his sweet little girlfriend, you offered to take away all of his stresses leading you here, sinking to your knees gazing upon him in his glory.
he cradles your face letting out a shaky breath waiting with anticipation. you press gentle kisses along his adonis belt, licking along his v-line holding onto thighs that tense with every swipe of your tongue and graze of your lips.
his manhood stands tall — tan and thick, a prominent vein sits on the left and his tip is an angry shade of red. globs of pre cum dribble down his shaft — he’s needy cock jumping for attention but your hand cups his balls instead. his jaw clenches, hissing at the feeling
“woulda stop teasing”
agitation seeping through his body, he’s tired of the games and craves the relief you’ve promised
“be patient ki” you coo
your hand delicately wraps around his cock pumping it slowly and giving a kiss to his cockhead — licking the pre that leaks from his slit, before you wrap your lips around him taking him whole. a groan falls from hand finding purchase on your head.
but it’s not long till you’re pulling off his cock with a pop. his eyes flutter open long blonde lashes revealing vermilion orbs, he grunts looking down at you eyes hung low and hungry with lust.
he grumbles something under his breath eyes turning dark gripping your hair
“here let me help ya’ since yer having some trouble”
he pushes your face flush against his pelvis — nose buried in his pubes forcing you to inhale his scent. the shock of the sudden force makes you choke and gag around him ripping a gurutal groan from his chest.
your eyes gloss over and when you look up at him he loses all resolve. he pulls you back to tip of his cock shoving you back against him harshly.
tears are welling up in your eyes and your nose burns, he’s heavy on your tongue — bullying your throat bubbles of drool spill out the corners of your mouth pooling down your lips. he hits the back of your throat making you gag on his length and he chokes back a moan as he continuously repeats the action.
his grip becomes harsher — thrusting in your throat animalistically, face fucking you like a slut.
“god yer—f-fuck takin’ me so well” he pants, breaths labored and ragged “taking it like a champ”
your tears spill and fuck you look ruined, spit dribbles out the corner of your mouth onto his balls that harshly slap against your chin. the vulgar sounds of shloshes of spit and the assault on your throat sends a pang of pleasure down to your cunt. you move to play with your clit but can’t help the moans and whimpers that vibrate around his dick, bucking into your slick covered fingers like a bitch in heat begging for release.
the sensation makes his dick throb and his hips stutter.
“dick getting shoved down your throat gets you off? fuckin’ disgusting”
he jeers, voice husky dark laced with desire
you’re too gone to even comprehend what he saying but the sound of his voice echoing your apartment walls makes your pussy spasm n’ drool. the clenching of your throat every time he hits the back of your throat has him grunting—moaning his cock throbbing violently. you move to message his balls that twitch and tighten in your hold, he’s close.
but when you press that goey spot inside your warmth everything comes shattering down on you, your eyebrows pull together, eyes fluttering close going limp in his hold being blinded by the white that takes over you.
his pace quickens, brutally shoving his dick inside the searing heat of your throat. the sight ‘s lewd he uses you like nothing but a fuck toy. words slurring and breath quickening
“s-shit oh fuck f-fuck me” he moans
coming with a silent sob. hot ropes of cum shoot at the back of your throat — his cock twitching and balls tightening as he rides out his high — almost curling in on himself pleasure overtaking him. his pace slows and with a grunt he’s pulling you off his cock, spit and his cum drip down your sultry lips as you swallow his load with tears dried on the apples of your cheek.
his eyes scan over your face subconsciously checking to see if he hurt you. concern fleeting in his eyes.
“m’ okay” you breathe knowing how much of a worry wort he can be, but it’s sweet to know that he cares.
“you look fucked up” he breathes through an airy chuckle pulling you in for a passionate kiss one that leaves you moaning into him aware that he’s tasting himself on your tongue.
you pull back, hands resting on his broad chest
“we should do that more often” you suggest panting softly into his mouth, he hums in acknowledgment before pulling you into another.
he thinks so too.
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citrustsuki · 1 year
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fem reader, pregnancy
“i swear to god woman stop being stubborn!” katsuki yelled at you. his hands were gently pushing against your waist, slowly forcing his way past you and into the kitchen.
“babe i said i can do it!” you argued, your own hands purchased on his chest, trying with all your might to force him back in the direction of the couch.
“you finally get a break and besides, it’s past your bedtime! 10:30 pm!” you say trying to talk past the thick wall in his head.
“i don’t care about that! ’m not letting ya cook!” he grumbles as he grips you under the arms and lifts you into the air, your feet kicking underneath you.
“katsuki! put me down!” you can’t help but to chuckle at the audacity of it all.
“not until you sit down! you should be resting!” you pouted at his words, swinging a dangling leg until it came into contact with his shin.
“i’m pregnant not useless.” katsuki set you down on the other side of him, kissing your forehead and turning you in the direction of the living room.
“but i would be a useless husband if i let my wife, who is growing a crotch goblin as we speak, stand at the stove when she has a perfectly strong, handsome, and heroic husband to do it for her.”
you rolled your eyes, “alright, not too much, dickhead.” katsuki huffed out a laugh and gave you a swat on the ass as he nudged you toward the couch.
“yeah, yeah, quit ‘yer bugging and sit ‘yer sweet ass down. i know those feet hurt.”
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purenlove · 8 months
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song i listened to while writing
you felt haunted.
you felt haunted by these strange emotions. you felt haunted by the sadness from your childhood that seemed to never leave. you felt haunted by the feeling that you would never be loved.
bakugo noticed your behavior. he noticed how sad you looked, even if you tried not to make it obvious. he noticed how all of your negative emotions have taken over you, or at least are trying to.
he knows that feeling. he knows what it’s like to carry so much on your shoulders. he knows what it’s like to feel like everything is your fault. he knows what it’s like to fall in a trap that you don’t realize you’re in until you try to leave, but can’t escape.
so when he finally tells you that he loves you, and when you’re finally his.
he swears he will take care of you and be the one you can rely on.
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omgitstatertot · 1 year
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Becoming roommates with Katsuki fresh out of high school because rent is expensive and he basically gave you no choice in the matter, saying something about how he couldn't deal with Kirishima's preppy attitude in the morning, leaving you with the ever lovable Roommate!Bakugou.
Roommate!Bakugou who memorizes your work schedule for you if you have a tendency to be late to things, always making sure you wake up and are ready on time to leave.
Roommate!Bakugou who will make your favorite coffee/tea and pour it into a thermos for you to take with you to work.
Roommate!Bakugou who when you stumble home from a night out with Mina, drunk, has to pry you off his arm, ignoring your slurs of "Katsu no..- Wanna stay with you." Even though he was just going to the other room to get you a glass of water.
Roomate!Bakugou who scolded you the next day while handing you more water and pain killers for getting so drunk.
Roomate!Bakugou who purposely put a few of his shirts and hoodies in your laundry so you'll wear them.
Roomate!Bakugou who just sighed and shook his head when you came to him, insisting you should let him wear his cologne for a night out. (He later bought you your own bottle.)
Roomate!Bakugou who still has his old man sleep schedule, but will make exceptions for you if you ask him to watch a movie with you, putting up a fight up until the movie starts playing and your curled up at his side eating popcorn out of the bowl in his lap.
Roomate!Bakugou who accidentally confesses his feelings for you while drunk, slouched against you with his arms around your waist and head resting on your chest as you were talking to Kiri who had brought him home.
Roomate!Bakugou who pretends to have no recollection of it the next day until you grab him by the face and demand an answer.
Roomate!Bakugou who pulls you in for a sloppy kiss when you express that you feel the same.
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