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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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º Notes: fluff, angst, sfw

You rolled your eyes, opened your front door, and sighed. "What is it, Bakugou?"

"Wow. So we’re not even on a first name basis anymore?"

You crossed your arms and tapped your foot. “You’ve got about 5 seconds to tell me what it is you’re here for then I’m closing this door.”

Hurt flashed across his features before his game face returned. “Come on, quit acting like you don’t care anymore. I know you still love m- hey!”

You’d started to shut the door in his face, but he stopped it with the toe of his boot, his ash blond bangs obscuring his eyes. “I miss you, damn it," he grumbled. "Need to talk to you.”

You kept one hand on the open door and propped the other on your jutted hip. “Too bad, I don’t wanna talk to you anymore.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“Yes, Bakugou, I do. Now just-“ The edges of your eyes burned with the threat of tears. You fought the urge to throw yourself into his arms, which would be a hell of a lot easier if he wasn’t standing right in front of you. He smelled so good. His scent had all but worn off of your sheets and pillows. “Just go.”

“We can get through this, (Y/n). We've fought and won tougher battles than this together.”

“Stop.”

“It doesn’t have to be like this.”

“Yes, it does. I can’t do this anymore, Katsuki, please.” Your bottom lip quivered.

“Hey…” He reached for you, but you pulled away.

“No, Katsuki. I don't wanna fight with you anymore! I can’t handle-" Your voice cracked as the first tears fell. "All I’ve ever wanted to do is just love you, but it feels like that’s never been enough for you!”

“(Y/n)…” He reached for you again and this time you let him pull you into him. You really were too tired to fight with your lover anymore, and he felt like home. "It's more than enough, babe. It's the only thing I need. Always has been." He held your sobbing form in his arms.

Your weak fist landed against his hard chest. "I'm so mad at you, but I love you so fucking much and I hate you for it, Katsuki," you whined.

He pressed his lips into your hair. "That's okay, you can hate me...as long as you never stop loving me."

"I'm fucking serious!"

He pulled back to look at you. "What? You think I'm not? Hah? You're my entire fucking world, (Y/n)! If you leave my life, I swear to god I'll blow up a star and create a new world with you in it just so I can be with you again."

You sniffed. "Katsuki..."

He put his hand in your hair. "Baby, I start shit with you because I love you."

You hid your wet face against his arm and chuckled. "That doesn't even make sense."

"I know, but it's fucking true. I just don't know how else to express how passionate I am with you sometimes. I'm an idiot, alright? Ya happy now?"

"No."

The up-and-coming pro hero squeezed you tight. "When's the last time you ate? I can feel your fucking ribs."

Your voice was muffled by the material of his shirt, now damp with your tears. "Yesterday."

He kissed your forehead. "Come on, let me make you something to eat."

He felt skinnier too. "When's the last time you ate?" you said, sniffling and looking up at him with red, puffy eyes.

"Tuesday", he mumbled. Today was Thursday.

"Katsuki!" you gasped. "That was two fucking days ago!" You knew your boyf - ex-boyfriend - well enough to know that the only time he didn’t eat was when he was sick.

“Yeah, yeah. Shut up and let me cook for you.”

“Only if you promise to eat, too.” You pulled him inside and locked the door behind him.

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kingkatsuki · 8 days

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>>> Reply sent at 1:28AM: who knew Dynamight was such a slut?

Read the other replies here.

Here is my part to the Thirst Trap collab for Bakugou’s birthday! Please check out all the other fics at the link above💕

Happy Birthday to the King👑

Warnings: 18+, intoxicated Bakugou, dirty talk, sending dirty videos, sexting, m!masturbation, voyuerism, exhibitionism, creampies.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Shindou Yo x f!reader.

Word Count: 1.6k.

Bakugou’s thumb paused against the screen when he saw that particular message in a sea of hopeful replies, a lump tight at the back of his throat as he swallowed thickly in a feeble attempt to clear it.

He’d recognise that profile photo anywhere. Grand’s girlfriend.

Bakugou had spent more than one night fisting his cock to the thought of you, although he’d never admit it. Remembering just how pretty you looked at the hero gala last month in a dress that left very little to the imagination, leaving him bricked up for his acceptance speech as he thought about bending you over in the men’s bathroom stalls.

And part of him thought he might even have a chance with you, if he could get you away from Grand just long enough. Remembering the syrupy scent of your perfume invading his senses when you stood up on tip-toes to wrap your arms around his broad shoulders to give him a hug after he’d received his award; leaving a sticky lipgloss stain against the shell of his ear when you whispered against it how proud you were of him. And he was certain he wouldn’t make it out of the building alive. His boxers now glazed with dry pre and his cock throbbing desperately for any kind of sweet relief.

And now you were messaging him?

Bakugou was quick to click onto your profile, navigating directly towards the direct message option to see he’d already received a slew of them, but they didn’t appear to be from you.

YOU[1:57AM]: Aww you didn’t think that message was actually from her, did you?

Shit, Bakugou grunted as his cock still throbbed pitifully between his thighs, of course Shindou was the one texting from your phone and not you. Certain he could hear Shindou’s condescending tone through text.

YOU[1:58AM]: Oh, you did? You sick fuck hahahahaha.

YOU[1:58AM]: She’d never message you without telling me anyway.

Bakugou growled in irritation as he read through each message. Of course, Shindou texts were just as annoying as the man was in real life.

YOU[1:59AM]: But you should’ve seen how excited she got when you sent that tweet.

YOU[2:00AM]: It made her stupid little crush on you even worse.

Wait, what? Bakugou’s heart pounded at the realisation as he saw the next message. A link to a video that had a pitch black screen to start, his heart hammered against his chest as he clicked onto it.

And there you were spread out in all your naked glory. The sordid fantasies Bakugou had while stroking his cock at night would never compare to the sight of you like this— spread out against tousled sheets as you stared up at the camera through thick lashes.

The perfect point of view, Bakugou thought as he imagined himself above you.

“I guess I should be thanking you for this, Dynamight.” Shindou sneered, reaching out to mould one of your round breasts between slender fingers. Pinching at your taut nipple as a groan rumbled deep in Bakugou’s chest, “Getting my girl all riled up in the middle of the night.”

Bakugou wondered if he’d actually fallen asleep, because this had to be a dream. Reaching down to palm his cock through his damp boxers as crimson eyes roamed your naked skin, trying to commit the sight to memory.

“Lucky I was right here to fix it,” He continued, “That what got you excited huh, sweetheart?”

Shindou’s voice rung out from behind the camera as he fucked into your body with slow, deliberate thrusts. Each precise motion had your tits bouncing, a calculated move from his rival, he thought. Watching the way your lips parted in sultry moans every time he drew back, trying to coax him deeper as your cunt gushed around him.

“Thinking about Dynamight’s hard cock.” And Bakugou’s cock was hard, throbbing with neglect as he wrapped a large fist around himself to curl his wrist. Smearing pre, that was now drooling down his engorged head along the length of him as crimson eyes watched the video.

“He shoulda just text you if he wanted a birthday treat, huh?” Shindou continued, panning the camera down to where your bodies were connected so Bakugou could see the creamy rings of slick around the base of his cock each time he drew his hips back, “You’d have been more than happy to get on your knees for him.”

Bakugou whined pitifully at the thought of you like that, looking up at him all pretty and shit as you wrapped your glossy lips around his cock. His hand tightened around himself as he he pumped himself with calculated measure. Following Shindou’s movements as he fucked into your warm, wet cunt as he tried to replicate the sensation. Positive that nothing would ever feel as good as the real thing—

“Say his name, sweetheart,” Shindou continued, bringing the camera up towards your face, “Come on, it’s his fuckin’ birthday.”

“Katsuki,” The lewd squelch of your cunt aired in the background as Bakugou focused in on the desperate lilt to your voice when you repeated it, “Katsuki.”

Bakugou grunted as he leaned forward, pursing his lips together to spit onto his cock. Smearing the moisture along his length as he imagined it was you sinking down onto his length instead.

“God, you’re such a nasty slut,” Shindou continued, as though he hadn’t been the biggest instigator, “Moaning another guys name while I’m balls deep. Bet you’re thinking about him fuckin’ this sweet, sweet cunt too?”

“Oh my god, fuck—” You mewled, hands reaching up to paw at your tits as Bakugou watched the way your hands dipped into the soft skin.

“Is that it?” Shindou pressed, “You want Dynamight to fuck this sloppy pussy?”

“Yes!” You cried out, cunt clenching around him.

“Oh, shit.” Shindou rasped, the camera angle faltering as he jolted with pleasure. Almost dropping his phone as he readjusted himself above you, the camera now angled lower to show Shindou’s thick cock disappearing inside your tight cunt. A sheen of your slick glistened around the base of him as he kept his languid pace.

“We should invite him round, then?” Shindou continued, “It is his birthday, after all.”

You gasped at the implication, your body reacting to your boyfriend’s words as he smirked down at you. Giving the side of your thigh a playful swat as you moaned in response.

“Yeah? You like the sound of that?” Shindou cooed, “She clenched around me so fucking hard when I said that.”

Bakugou groaned, squeezing his fist around himself in a pitiful attempt to mimic the action. Trying to replicate the grip of your cunt around him as he pictured the pretty faces you’d make for him.

“‘m close,” You panted, biting down on your bottom lip as Bakugou felt his balls tightening at the sight, dangerously close to his own end.

“Yeah? You gonna cum?” Shindou coaxed, his thumb disappearing between your thighs to press taut circles to your puffy clit, “Show Dynamight how pretty you look when you’re cumming all over my cock, sweetheart.”

And fuck, did you look pretty. Bakugou thinks. Your eyes rolling to show their whites as your lashes flutter, lips curled into the prettiest moan he’s ever heard as you begin to convulse. Nails leaving dark lines against your tits as you mould the supple skin, thighs raising in the air to try and clamp down around Shindou’s hips.

“Fuck,” Bakugou snarled between clenched teeth as he sped up his movements, rough and sloppy as he desperately tried to meet your climax. Wanting to tumble into bliss by your side as the camera moved back towards your slick heat, his hips jerking sloppily as he felt himself come undone. Sending streams of milky cum against his hand, thighs and the new sheets he’d put on for his special day. A whole ass mess.

“Bet you would’ve preferred cumming inside this perfect little pussy,” Shindou spoke, as if he knew Bakugou would be touching himself while watching.

Slowly pulling his spent cock out of your trembling hole before moving the phone between your thick thighs so Bakugou could see the gape. A stretch Bakugou wished he’d inflicted on you as he brought his phone closer to his face to try and see the way your walls still fluttered in the aftershocks of your release, his spent cock throbbing when he noticed you begin to push Shindou’s warm spunk out of your abused hole. Watching it drool down between the curve of your ass before Shindou’s thumb came up to collect it; pushing it back inside you as you let out another sinful moan of delight.

“You think Dynamight would fuck you this good, sweetheart?” Shindou coaxed as the pads of his fingers circled your stretched hole.

“Mmm, I think he would,” You mumbled, gasping when Shindou’s palm came down hard on your slit, catching you by surprise.

“Course you’d think that,” Your boyfriend laughed, shaking his head as he leaned down to press a kiss to your pouty lips.

“Maybe you should come and get your birthday head,” Shindou turned the camera around to show his smirking face as he sat shirtless above you, “So you can show her how tiny your cock really is.”

Bakugou shared up at the ceiling with blown out eyes, wondering if he’d sobered up enough to move as his chest still heaved with the intensity of his climax. Taking a deep breath before he moved to stand, grabbing his keys off the bedside table as he shoved his softening cock back into his jeans.

Fuck it, he’ll get an Uber.

#Bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou smut #bnha smut #mha smut #Shindou smut #Shindou x reader #yo Shindou smut #yo Shindou x reader

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ceallachs · 1 year

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Redesigned Fantasy AU Akira 🍁👑

→ Akira 🍁 BakuTodo Love Child

He is a bit different from the usual Akira I draw in MHA timeline; you can read more about him below!

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Some Trivia:

The Crown Prince and son of the current rulers, Bakugou Katsuki & Todoroki Shouto.

Akira is fluent in both Northern and Southern dialects. He more commonly speaks and writes in Northern dialect (Shouto’s language) unless speaking with Katsuki, with whom he uses the latter.

He is a seasoned ice magic user but is also skilled in swords.

He can play a variety of instruments such as piano and violin, taught to him by his parents.

Kirishima Zen is his personal attendant and bodyguard.

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"Your Highness, someone here came to visit you," Zen calls out into the room before opening the door wider, whispering a small 'go on' as a girl takes a step inside.

“Y-Your Highness!" she chirps in a small voice, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear before quickly adjusting her hold on the box in her hands. "My a-apologies for interrupting your morning tea. The King had this delivered for you, so um, ah…"

Akira turns a page from his book, eyes not leaving the text, but he makes a casual gesture to one of the seats in the room. “Thank you. You can leave it there."

Miki is a cheerful young girl, bright eyes and all smiles. Zen had the pleasure of meeting her the night before and had witnessed her excitement fitting into her new uniform. But now in front of the prince, she is quite demure. Understandable; this is her first time speaking with Akira and she is close to his age.

"O-Okay!"

Her cheeks turn pink as she scrambles into the room to deposit the box on an empty seat. She gets distracted through it, slowed in her movements to observe the prince in silent awe, and almost peers at him under his fringe once she's close.

"Is there anything else?"

"N-No! I mean – thank you, Your Highness!" Miki backs away and straightens up in a panic, pushing her palms down her skirt to mask a nervous laugh. "I’ll be going now!" She does a little curtsy then, pausing once more to get one last look at Akira before turning for the door. Zen gives her an approving grin and a thumbs up on her way out, and takes note of her own smile reaching from ear to ear.

"Who was that?" Akira asks once they're alone. He hasn't moved from his seat, seemingly still absorbed in his book, but Zen sees him visibly relax when he lifts his cup to his lips.

“The grandchild of the retired Misaki-san, she started work today. Very excitable, that one. Cute, too." Zen chuckles as he glances at the box she left behind; he guesses it's an item of clothing considering the size and the large bow tied around it. "You could have asked her yourself, you know. You didn’t even look at her. Honestly, as the heir, you should set an example to–”

Akira sets his cup back down on the saucer, the punctuated clink of it, though not harsh, interrupting Zen's words. “I won't be taking over the throne until the next few decades.”

Zen smiles inwardly and tips the teapot over Akira’s empty cup. The clink of ceramic and the wisp of book pages fill the silence between them, and after a beat, Zen says, “Your eyes really are pretty. You can’t blame anyone who wants to look.”

Akira spares him a glance, the first of the day, clearly not pleased but not quite angry either. More exasperated than anything. Specks of silver and gold glint in his gray and crimson eyes, beauty and emotion manifested in one look and proving Zen's point – not that anyone but he can see this right now.

Sighing, Akira leans back on his chair and rests the side of his jaw on his knuckles. Zen almost mourns the loss of Akira’s gaze when his eyelids flutter close, his book now left forgotten on his lap.

"Well, I'm not going to tell you her name, so you can ask her yourself once you see her again. Introduce yourself like a good prince." Zen says playfully as he takes the novel from Akira’s lap, closes it, and places it on the table instead. He sees Akira's brows furrow but doesn't make an effort to retort and it feels like a victory, somewhat. "She's not going to turn into stone if you look at her."

"You don't understand."

Akira doesn't elaborate, and it stays quiet for the rest of the morning.

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Context:

* Heterochromia is known to be an extremely rare physical feature, said to be blessed only to those of royal blood as evidenced by one of the current rulers, Todoroki Shouto, and his ancestors before him. Although such a feature is a symbol of nobility, power, and prestige, Akira considers his heterochromia as a source of insecurity. Everyone knows who he is, and those who don’t, need only to look at his eyes. He feels that his eyes hinder how people treat him and even to some extent judge him for it, so he has started avoiding making direct eye contact with anyone who is not familiar with him unless necessary. He also started growing his hair out a bit for the same reason, finding it helps to “hide” his eyes.

#bakutodo #todoroki shouto #bakugou katsuki #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #ceallachs draws #bakugou akira #kirishima zen #todobaku

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heartboudoir · 2 years

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Katsuki pants heavily against your neck, kissing you slowly and listening to you mumble about being so full. Yes you are, baby. Took my cum so well, didn’t you? He praises, watching over your shoulder as Kirishima crawls off you and moves to lay on his back beside the two of you, lazily stroking his slick cock with one hand to cool down.

M’King, he starts, would you like me to clean her up?

-👑💥

Being exposed to the cold air has my clit twitching and my thighs shaking to close, but I’m so tired and never having experienced that before— I’m pretty heavily in subspace. Katsuki grounds me and I listen to their mumbled conversation

“Please, eijiro. Can’t have her sleeping in cum, can we?” Bakugo chuckles and kiri once again shuffles onto his knees in front of us. Katsuki pulls me off his cock, cum starting to pool out of my pussy already as I lay exposed to him

“Oh… fuck…” I whine when I see ei start to clean off his kings cock with his tongue, knowing I’m next

#👑.katsukianon

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ao3feed-bakusquad · 2 years

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The Lost Prince

The Lost Prince by Wishful author xoxo

Prince Bakugou arrives at the City of Musutafu in order to attend the celebration of the 25th anniversary of King Enji Todoroki's coronation. He finds the nobles and the riches too much to handle, and so escapes into the local village where he finds a greature treasure than the finest silks or gold... a treasure that has been missing for the past 16 years.

Words: 5278, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of 💥 The Prince and the Barbarian 👑

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Sero Hanta, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Jirou Kyouka

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Prince Bakugou Katsuki, Prince Todoroki Shouto, Alternate Universe - Medieval, Kidnapped Todoroki Shouto, Secret Identity, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Mentioned Yaoyorozu Momo, Mentioned Iida Tenya, Mentioned Yoarashi Inasa, Jirou Kyouka is a Good Friend, Lesbian Jirou Kyouka, Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine, Sero Hanta is a Little Shit, Inspired by Disney

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41470377

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Todobaku #♥#Todobaku #💥#💣#⚣#R:G #A:Wishful #Royalty AU #Fantasy AU

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yuukix0 · 2 years

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cant wait until tomorrow for my beloved’s birthday😍🧡🎂

#literally i love him #ughh he’s just😫😫😫#bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo #bnha #king kacchan👑#bakugo katsuki my beloved🧡😍

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deadboyswalking · 2 years

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Giggling thinking about Pro Hero Shouto tweeting "happy with my 5'7 👑 KING 👑 while y'all are getting ghosted by 6'2 alcoholics" with a slightly blurry picture of Katsuki and then turning off his phone.

#pro hero shouto #todoroki shouto #tdbk #my 'katsuki stays short' hc is so valid #todobaku

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ssplague · 3 years

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Alas; The THIRST is undeniably, indefinitely REAL

(A detailed account of my Bakugou Obsession)

Please send help

If you know anything about me at all, then you should be aware of how much I absolutely DESPISE Juvia from Fairy Tail. However; The following GIF is the best example of my behavior whenever I watch BNHA & my 👑 KING 🧡 gets any amount of screen time:

🧨KAtsukiBOOM goes the DYNAMITE 💥

& my heart.

I am OBSESSED with this absolute BRUTE of a man. The TOXICITY is absolutely REAL in this imaginary relationship, but I’m here for it. (I feel low key disgusted with myself since I have been the victim of domestic violence & abuse at the hands of my ex) I’ll just hear ‘suki start screaming and yelling about god knows what (Let’s be real, probably about Deku 🙄) & I’m just like:

Scream at me Daddy! 💥

Throw me down the fucking stairs!

Ahhhhhhhh! 🖤

😶 Why is my infatuation with this cartoon man so ridiculous? Why do I like to read stories about him abducting me? Or making me into his perfect “breeding bitch”? 🙈 I didn’t ever like super dark or yandere stories before I joined this fandom. I’m NOT at all complaining about it, because you guys write ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE’s that I consume on the DAILY! & I feel so much better knowing that I am not alone in thinking these unconventional/unnerving thoughts!

I was going to branch out and make my fanfic account into a dual account & start posting the Katsuki centered stories and FILTHY (Just thinking about...) thirst posts I’ve created. I just don’t know if my followers would at all be prepared for the darkness looming just around the corner! 😭 Cause the Fairy Tail fandom is soft & biased as fuck close minded with anything that isn’t canonn

So for the time being I think I’m just going to start sharing that content here.... I mean this is the account that I comment on all of your guy’s various posts with. Sooo at least I’d be recognizable 😅 I tend to over think things more often than not; Consider this a rant or rather just me baring my entire soul in regards to my certainly strange new addiction (OBSESSION).

I also don’t currently have anyone I can discuss this side of myself with, so that could play into it as well. I’m trying to make friends here because you guys just seem to get me! Plus I absolutely love the comrade type vibe that you all have when sharing your posts. Not to mention when you all keep adding onto said posts until they turn into a full length wonderful story!

#BNHA thirst #Bakugo #Katsuki Bakugo #BNHA #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #fangirl #obsessed #daddy

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reading-hub · 5 years

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‼️ RULES ‼️

I’m mainly good at writing female/gender neutral pro noun reader.

❌ = requests are off/hiatus

pairings I can write:

M/M, M/F, F/F, M/F/M, F/F/F

NO SHIPS, CHARACTER X READER ONLY. I’ll accept polyships between the reader.

I accept fluff, smut, and angst. I’m also a pretty open blog so I don’t mind some dark/tabboo genre too, just ask first tho.

I DON’T ACCEPT WRITING:

gun kink

vore

piss play

blood play

any body fetishizes like feet for example

No loli shit. Period.

I ACCEPT WRITING:

Scenario & Oneshots - character limit : 1

Headcannons - character limit : 3-4

Fluff

Smut/Not Safe For Work - ex; missionary, blowjob, cunnilingus, fingering, wet dream, threesome, dry humping,

Angst - ex; injury, near death experience, hospital visit, abuse

Some Dark/Tabboo stuff - ex; MILF, voyerism, teacher/student, age difference, somnophilia, abuse, stockholm syndrome, dub-con

I can write out ONESHOTS, HEADCANNONS SCENARIOS of FANDOM CHARACTERS LISTED BELOW:

MY HERO ACADEMIA | Class 1-A (❌)

Deku 🥦 Midoriya Izuku

Shouto 🧊🔥 Shouto Todoroki

Dynamight 💥 Katsuki Bakugo

Jet Black Hero 🐦‍⬛ Fumikage Tokoyami

Red Riott 🧱 Eijirou Kirishima

Chargebolt ⚡️ Denki Kaminari

Ingenium ⚙️ Tenya Iida

Tentacle Hero 🐙 Menzo Shoji

Creati 🪆 Momo Yoyourozu

Earphone Jack 🎧 Kyouka Jirou

Uravity 🪐 Ochako Uraraka

Pinky 🩷 Mina Ashido

Froppy 🐸 Tsuyu Asui

MY HERO ACADEMIA | Class 1-B (❌)

Battle Fist ✊ Itsuka Kendou

Real Steel 🪨 Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

Vine 🍇 Ibara Shiozaki

??? 🔩 Awase Yousetsu

Vantablack 🖤 Shihai Kororio

Shemage 🍄 Kinoko Komori

Spiral 🌪️ Sen Kaibara

MY HERO ACADEMIA | PRO HEROES (❌)

All Might 💪 Yagi Toshinori

Eraserhead 🐈‍⬛ Shouta Aizawa

Present Mic 🔊 Hisashi Yamanda

Gang Orca 🐋 Kugo Sakamata

Lady Midnight 💋 Nemuri Kayama

Hawks 🪽 Keigo Tamaki

Ingenium ⚙️ Tensei Iida

Sea Hero 🦭 Selkie

Crimson Riot 🧨 ???

MY VILLAIN ACADEMIA | VILLAINS (❌)

Dabi 🔥 Touya Todoroki

Tomura Shigaraki 🖐️ Tenko

Himiko Toga 🩸

Spinner 🦎 Shuichi Iguchi

Twice 📐 Jin Bubaigawara

Mr. Compress 🎭 Atsuhiro Sako

Kurogiri ☁️ ???

Giran 🥃 Kagero Okuta

Overhaul 😷 Kai Chisaki

Kendo Rappa 💪

Shin Nemoto 🐦 🔫

Toya Setsuno 🐦 🔪

Yu Hojo 🐦 💎

Deidoro Sakaki 🐦 🍾

Hekiji Tengai 🐦 🔮

Mustard 💣

Trumpet 💞 Koku Hanabata

MY HERO ACADEMIA | Other Characters

??? 🧶 Hitoshi Shinsou

Gale Force 🌪️ Inasa Yoarashi

Lemillion ☀️ Togata Mirio

Suneater 🐙 Tamaki Amajiki

Grand 💚 Yo Shindo

David Shield 💡

Taneo Tokuda 📸

Rody Soul 🐥

(NO MANGA ONLY CHARACTERS PLEASE)

SPACE DANDY (❌)

Just Dandy 🚀 He’s a Dandy Guy.. in space

OVERLORD

Lord Momonga 💀 Ainz Ool Gown

Pandora’s Actor 🎭

Jircniv Rune Farlord El Nix 👑

DRAGON BALL Z & SUPER | Z Fighterz (❌)

Son Goku 🥕

Vegeta 🥬

Piccolo 💚

Trunks Briefs 🗡️

Android 17 🤖

Yamcha 🍠 (he’s a Z fighter in my heart <3)

DRAGON BALL Z & SUPER | Villains

Raditz 🐒

Frieza 🧊

Perfect Cell 🦎

Cooler 🧊

King Cold ❄️

Zamasu 💚🖤 Goku Black

DRAGON BALL Z & SUPER | Gods of Destruction

Lord Vermound 🤡 Universe 11

Lord Beerus 🐈‍⬛ Universe 7

Lord Champa 🐈‍⬛ Universe 6

Lady Jerez 🫶 Universe 2

DRAGON BALL Z & SUPER | Kais’ & Angels

Marcarita 🪽 Cae 🍇 Universe 11

Mojito 🪽 Universe 9

Whis 🪽 Shin Kai 🍓 Universe 7

Vados 🪽 Universe 6

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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+

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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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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1000th Post Special!

Back by popular demand...

Dad/Dilf!Katsuki Bakugou Headcanons

₰ pairing: Dad!Dilf!Katsuki Bakugou x f!Reader

₰ wc: fuck, idek

₰ cw/an: my 1000th post (yay)!, katsuki is aged up (as per usual), dad/sfw section first, dilf/nsfw section last, mdni, tbh i'm so fucking exhausted rn so kindly let me know if you see something that i should include here and i'll be happy to do so, hold onto your ovaries my fellow bakuhoes!

₰ Dad!Katsuki (sfw)…

…chuckles when his kids wrap their tiny arms around his thick ones yelling “lift us up, Daddy!” He proceeds to do bicep curls with a kid hanging off each arm while they laugh and squeal. Lifting kids is a great workout for his arms, back, and chest.

…whose baby daughter’s first laugh was at him yelling at you to please help him because she’d had a blowout and baby shit was leaking out the legs of her diaper onto his arms and chest. “Oh my fucking god, baby! Fucking help me!” he cried with his face twisted in disgust. You gingerly took her in your outstretched arms, giggling along with her as he slowly got up to go clean himself up, bitching the whole way up the stairs about how fucking gross babies can be. “Jesus fucking Christ what the fuck are you feeding her?!”

…loves your body even more after having his babies.

...sees your cellulite and stretch marks as reminders of what you and your body went through to carry and deliver the lives he helped to create. Literally all he had to do was cum. You bore the full brunt of the trauma a mother’s body naturally takes on then fucking smiled and cried tears of joy after being literally ripped apart (in one of the most awful places he might add).

...tried and failed to choke back the tears when you thanked him while breastfeeding for the first time.

...shook his head and pushed your hair back before planting a long kiss to your forehead, his wet cheeks pressed against your glowing face. You’d never looked more beautiful and he couldn’t stop telling you he loved you. And all those little imperfections on your body still remind him of the things you’ve put yourself through because you love him so much.

…LOVES grilling out. Has a really nice built-in grill on your large backyard patio with a sink on one side and a mini fridge on the other.

…had a large, detached shed built in the backyard for all his tools and work-related gear.

...keeps it under lock and key to keep the kids out when he’s not in there to make sure they don’t hurt themselves.

…also had a custom safe added onto the back of your master closet in which to store his “battle suits” (refuses to call it a costume. “It’s not a fuckin costume! Do I look like a goddamn clown to you?! Tch, this isn’t ‘dress-up’! It’s purely functional and just so happens to also look fuckin cool as shit!”) The safe is huge too, like an additional closet with a combination lock. Gotta keep his brats away from his grenades, gauntlets, and grenadier bracers.

…has the Dad Look™️ when the kids start getting out of line.

...usually doesn’t even have to say anything because they know all too well how loud he can get when they don’t listen.

...just has to clear his throat a certain way and they’ll stop whatever they’re doing to find him staring at them with his crimson eyes narrowed at them. Most of the time they get the message that Daddy is gettin’ real tired of their shit and is not in the mood to be trifled with.

…had never laid a finger on any of his kids until his teenage son bowed up to him ONCE, thinking he was man enough to challenge his father’s authority. The teenager had broken his curfew one night so Katsuki told him to give him his car keys. “Nah, fuck that, I’m out! I’m not a kid anymore, old man,” your son said and started towards the door with his keys in hand.

…moved faster than it took you to register what was happening.

…got right up in his son’s face, so close that the breath coming out of his flaring nostrils made the boy’s hair flutter. “Give me the keys,” the older Bakugou growled. “Now!” Your son, who got his build from his dad, put his hands up and tried to shove him out of the way. You gasped, knowing things were about to get really bad really fast. Sure enough you saw the anger flash in your husband’s eyes and the fear in your son’s, but he didn’t back down. “Katsuki!” you cried, afraid he was about to rage.

...grabbed his son by the collar and shoved him against the wall so hard it knocked the breath out of the boy as his keys hit the floor with a clamor. “You think you’re a man now, hah? Is that it? You think you’re man enough to throw hands with me? Well then let’s step the fuck outside, boy, cuz I’d love to see you try!” Katsuki said with that vicious grin of his. Your son surrendered, his open hands up by his head, his heart trying to pound its way out of his heaving chest and run to safety. “Katsu. Baby, let him go!” With a wild look in his eyes Katsuki harshly released his son. “Get out of my sight,” he hissed. “‘Fore i fuckin hurt you…BOY.” That was the first and last time your son tried his father.

…wow, that last one got away from me a bit. 😬

…made his son the proudest kid in the school when he showed up for his 4th grade class’s Parent Career Day. The other kids gawked and exchanged words of excitement when the cool and famous Dynamight walked through their classroom door. They were all so engaged with him as he talked, and asked him loads of questions. They all got his autograph and took a class photo with him that they later all got signed copies of. Your son beamed brighter than the Sun that day, and his friends went on and on about how cool it was that the pro hero was his dad.

…whose daughter is a card-carrying daddy’s girl. She clings to him and went through a terrible separation anxiety phase when she was a toddler. Almost inconsolable every time he had to leave. It didn’t matter how many times he kissed her forehead and promised he’d come back as soon as he could, after he walked out the door she would cry for what seemed like an eternity saying “Daddy” over and over as if chanting his name would make him reappear. It was AWFUL. Whenever he had to be gone for days at a time on missions, he would talk to her on the phone or FaceTime with her whenever he could, which helped immensely. And when he finally did come home? Oh watch the fuck out because she would barrel through the house, running as fast as her little legs would carry her to fling herself into her daddy’s arms. For the next couple of days she would cling to him every chance she got. It was comical sometimes the way your husband would walk around with a toddler glued to his hip. And the times he couldn’t hold her bc he was cooking or taking a piss, she’d stay as close to him as he’d let her.

...would look down to see her little fingers slide underneath the bathroom door saying “Daddy go peepee?”

...just shook his head and groaned. “Not a moment’s peace, huh sparkler?” What really took the cake though was the jealous phase she went through with you! The first time she pushed you away when your husband leaned in to kiss you, it hurt your feelings so bad you had to go cry in your bedroom.

...scolded her and put her down, refusing to pick her up again until she stopped wailing and reaching for him. “I love Mommy very much and wanna hold her too, sparkler,” he told her. “I don’t want you to ever push her away like that again. That hurt her feelins. And mine too.” Oh her little carmine eyes went wide at that. She never wanted to feel her father’s disappointment ever again. “M’sowwy, Daddy. I don’wanna huwt feewings anymore,” she said while shaking her cute little head.

...picked her up and hugged her saying “That’s my girl. Let’s go apologize to Mommy now, okay?” With her head tucked neatly against his neck, she nodded, sniffling. “‘Kay.”

...carried her to your shared bedroom and slowly opened the door. When she saw your tear-streaked face she made grabby hands at you. Katsuki put her down on the bed and she crawled into your arms to hug you. “M’sowwy, Mommy. I won’t make you cwy again,” she said, which made you smile against her hair. “Thank you, baby,” you cooed before looking up at Katsuki.

...sat down on the bed next you and said, “Now, I’m gettin that kiss” before pressing his lips to yours, smiling. “Love you, babe.”

…(while we’re on the subject of kisses) was mortified the first time his little girl kissed him on the lips. It was just a quick peck, but Katsuki.exe stopped working for 20 whole seconds.

...had no idea how to react, just sat there with his eyes as big as saucers. You started giggling at his dumbfounded expression.

...was so confused. “I-is that…even legal?” he whispered to you. “Wh-what do I do, (Y/n)?” You shrugged. “I legitimately don’t know?” you mouthed. Both of you were trying not to react the wrong way. “Fucking Google it!” he whisper-yelled.

...sat her down and told her to keep playing while you and he went to talk for a few minutes. After a little bit of research and a quick conversation about it, y’all went back into the living room and sat down with her.

...never dreamed he’d be having a talk with his 3-year-old daughter about kissing. This is gonna be interesting if not entertaining, you thought to yourself. You’d both agreed that Katsuki should be the one to talk to her. It was ultimately his decision after all, and it wouldn’t be right for you to set his boundaries with her. “Hey, sparkler, c’mere a minute.” He patted his thigh and she happily crawled into his lap. “I wanna talk to ya about that kiss ya gave me.” She looked up at him with those sweet doe eyes and nodded. “Why’d ya do that?” “S’cuz I love you, Daddy.”

...gave her a crooked smile and said, “I love you too, baby girl. More than you’ll ever know…but…” He looked over at you with a nervous look in his eye. You grimaced a little, not envying his precarious position one bit. Since high school, he’d gotten much better at having delicate conversations, especially after you two started dating. But this was uncharted territory for both of you and would put his communication skills to their most challenging test yet. “…but I uhh-let’s just stick with cheek and head kisses, alright?” “But why?” she whined. Oh boy. “Well, because that’s what I like more.” “But Mommy kisses you on the lips all the time!” “Yeah, but…she’s my spouse. When people get married they’re the only ones allowed to kiss each other on the lips.” “I wanna marry you too, Daddy!”

...shook his head slowly. “I’m sorry, sparkler, but parents aren’t allowed to marry their kids.” “But why?” This hole just kept getting deeper. You rubbed Katsuki’s arm, silently communicating to him that he was doing great, encouraging him to keep going as he looked at you with desperation in his eyes. This was by far the most painfully uncomfortable conversation he’d ever had. “It’s a little hard to explain and it’ll make a lot more sense when you’re older, so for now all I can say is that it’s wrong. Do you trust me enough to believe me for now until you’re a little older?” “Yes, I twust you, Daddy. I bewieve you,” she said with a sad, downcast face.

...hugged her tight and kissed her on the top of her head. “I love you so much, baby doll. Thank you for understandin.” With her arms still wrapped around her daddy’s neck she looked at you and said, “You awe so wucky, Mommy.” You covered your mouth, trying not to cry as you nodded. “I know, baby. I love your daddy more than any other man in the whole world and I’m very lucky to be married to him.”

...smirked at you, the love that exploded in his warm chest spreading all the way to the tips of his ears.

₰ Dilf!Katsuki (nsfw)…

…is still buff as fuck well into his 40s. Like, his scowl smile lines are deeper, and you catch the occasional silver hair when it glints in the light just so. But he’s always taken great care of his body and it shows. The padding over his thick muscles has grown fleshier, and maybe he's got a 6-pack now instead of an 8-pack, but he’s stronger than he’s ever been and just as easy on the eyes.

…has always had a high sex drive and that didn’t change one bit after your first child was born. As soon as you were cleared to start having sex again, Katsuki sighed in relief and you both eased back into it. So once your first infant became a toddler who could turn doorknobs, you and Katsuki learned the hard way that you had to start locking doors during sexy time.

…was balls deep in your pussy, wet hips clapping against your ass as he pounded into you while holding onto the headboard. Your desperate whimper turned into a shriek when you heard a familiar little voice behind you. “Daddy? Is Mommy okay?” your son cried out as he hugged his favorite plushie before sticking his thumb back in his mouth.

...let out a string of curses as he threw the covers over your naked bodies before pulling out. You kept your face buried in the pillow, mortified that your innocent little boy just caught an eyeful of his dad’s bare ass popping and flexing and ksnbxjsjjdnn you didn’t even want to think about what else he probably saw. “Yeah haha, Mommy’s fine! Right, Mommy?”

...put his mouth right up next to your ear and hissed, “Help me the fuck out here! It doesn’t look like you’re okay when you’re suffocatin yourself with the damn pillow!” You turned over and pulled the sheet up to your chin. “Yes, sweetie, I’m perfectly okay!” you promised with something between a cringe and a big smile on your face. My gods, you couldn’t even look him in the eye. “We were just…uhh-umm…” “…playing a game!” Katsuki chimed in. “Wif no clothes on?”

...sighed and nodded. “Yeah. Grownups play some really weird ass games sometimes.” Your little boy just stood there, staring at both of you while sucking his thumb, almost like he wasn’t buying it. “Sweetheart?” you sang, “Why don’t you go wake up your other plushies so Mommy and Daddy can get dressed and make breakfast, okay?” “Okay, Mommy.” He gave his father one more suspicious look before slowly walking out of your bedroom.

...looked over at you and lost it, falling back against the headboard while roaring with laughter. “Katsu, stop it!” You slapped his arm. “This is not fucking funny!” But your husband was in literal tears, his loud ass cackle echoing off the bedroom walls. “Ah fuck!” he wiped his eyes. “I ain’t even mad that I’m gonna have blue balls after this!” he howled before sobbing with laughter again. It took you a few days, but eventually you were able to laugh about it too. You're just grateful that your sweet little boy was too young to have formed any long-term memory of that horrifying event.

…smiles and swings his squealing daughter up around after scooping her up in his arms when he comes home from a long mission.

...takes one look at you though and immediately his loins begin to stir.

...props his little girl on his hip and watches as you prance towards him, telling him how happy you are that he's finally home before yanking you up against his side and laying a long, wet kiss on your mouth.

...drags his teeth over his pouty bottom lip while heat spreads across your pretty face.

...kisses and hugs and squeezes and cherishes his daughter before setting her down, explaining that he’s gotta go to the bathroom. And no, it can’t wait. Not if he doesn’t wanna have to explain the long, hardening bulge in his pants.

...winks at you with a daring smirk as he heads back toward the bedroom. You sit your daughter back down at the table to continue coloring, explaining that you've gotta go use the bathroom too before padding after Katsuki.

...is waiting for you behind the door, shutting (and locking!) it before backing you up against the nearest wall and consuming your lips with his. Hands groping at body parts, fingers squeezing flesh, clothes flying every which way. "Mmfuck, missed you so fuckin much, baby," he growls against your neck before sucking your skin between his teeth. You try to keep your whines and moans to a minimum while reaching between his legs for his hot erection. "Missed you too, Katsu," you say before biting his bottom lip. "Need your cock so bad, baby." "Fuck," he hisses when you squeeze the swollen head of his thick cock.

...practically smacks your hand away, grabs the back of your thighs and picks you up. Your arms wrap securely around the back of his thick neck, tongues plunging into each other's mouths as he pushes you up the wall.

...frantically reaches under you to bring the tip of his drooling cock to your entrance and pushes past your tight ring of moist flesh with a soft pop. Your fingernails dig into his back, and you bite down on his shoulder to keep from crying out as he slowly buries his hard length deep inside you. A quiet whimper escapes Katsuki's lips when he bottoms out, stilling to keep from cumming prematurely as your walls flutter around him.

...slowly pulls out until just the angry red tip is all that's left inside you. His breath is hot against the side of your face when he thrusts his shaft back inside you, faster this time. Harder. With your ankles locked around his butt you meet his movements, rutting your clit against the tight, glistening honey-colored curls around the base of his cock.

...whose heavy balls draw up closer to his body with every deep thrust, so full of cum he can already feel the beginning of his orgasm pooling, burning up the base of his spine. Time and again he slowly pulls out just to spear you with his aching cock. Over and over. "Shit, (Y/n)," he breathes into your mouth. "I'm gettin so fuckin close already. Want you ta cum on my cock, sweetheart." "Faster, Katsu...oh god!"

...whose blunt fingernails create red crescent moons in the plush flesh of your hips as he pulls you down into his thrusts at a bruising pace. "Yeah baby, keep fucking me just like thahhhh god! Gonna cum, Katsuki! Please!" "That's it, pretty girl, cum for me," he groans, teeth raking over your exposed throat. Your fists pull at his ash blond hair as ecstasy sets every nerve ending in your body on fire. "Oh fuck, baby yeah. Milk my cock with that sweet pussy...mmfffuuuck." With a loud grunt, your husband's legs tremble and his hips slam into yours one last time before coming to a dead stop, unloading almost a week's worth of his sticky hot semen into your throbbing cunt.

...is still cumming when it starts to leak out and drip out of you, his full length still nestled all the way inside you as his nut drips into a small, white puddle on the hardwood floor beneath you.

sorry, that's all i have time to write atm. i'm super sleepy and gotta eat something before getting ready for bed so gotta quickly stick this in the queue. i'll write more dilf!katsuki content soon! my pretty little head is so empty from all the katsuki brainrot today. i'm grinning like an idiot tho. this was fun.

more dilf!katsuki hcs here

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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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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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Katsuki Bakugou not giving a fuck about you while he drives away from your place.

You'd yelled at him to leave, tears streaming down your face, angry that he had led you on only for him to act like he felt nothing for you.

He thought about how little he cared about your smile. How few shits he gave about all the times you'd run your fingers through his thick, unruly blond hair. He rolled his amber eyes at the idea that his heart especially ached on the nights and days you didn't spend together. The great explosion user gripped the steering wheel harder, the leather protesting and smoking underneath his sparking death grip.

You'd cried and told him that he was too scared to be loved. He had scoffed and told you he wasn't scared of shit.

But now he was scared shitless.

Scared that he might lose you forever.

He white-knuckled the steering wheel, strategically yanking it around while pulling on the hand brake before speeding off in the direction from whence he'd come.

He didn't give a single fuck that he scraped the front scoop of his expensive Audi R8 pulling back into your driveway.

His voice came through louder than the banging on your front door. "Oi! (Y/n)! Come open the damn door!"

You approached the door slowly, hugging yourself. If he forgot something, couldn't he at least have the sensitivity to wait another day to come back for it?

Not yet knowing that, no, it couldn't wait. He could never forget you.

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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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⋆ pairing: katsuki bakugou x f!reader

⋆ wc: 2.5k

⋆ warnings/notes: nsfw, mdni, something i wrote like...over a year ago? and just found recently, Daddy/babygirl & Dom/sub dynamics, oral sex (m. receiving), thigh riding, mention of cock worship, katsuki calls reader ‘slut' and ‘bitch’, degradation, hair pulling, ass fingering (f. receiving), proofread in a hurry so excuse any errors/shitty writing

“Who was that?”

“Hm? Oh, the guy that wants to buy my car. He came by to take another look at it.”

Katsuki’s eyes narrowed. I bet he did. “Why don’t you let me take care of that shit, huh?”

“Umm…” You always got a little attitude whenever you thought Katsuki was insinuating that you couldn’t handle something on your own. “…because I can take care of it myself? Because I’m fully capable of handling my own business?”

“I never said you weren’t! I just wanna do shit for you. Isn’t that what boyfriends do sometimes?”

You realized your incorrect assumption and grumbled in agreement after all. “Yeah, the good ones anyway.”

He hugged you from behind and kissed the top of your head. “Then I’m gonna be the best boyfriend in the world and take care of my girl.”

You giggled and mumbled. “Mhmm and the most jealous too.”

“I’m not fuckin jealous!” he barked.

“Oh, don’t think I haven’t noticed that you get possessive any time there’s another guy around. Sometimes other females too,” you teased.

“Hell yeah, I’m possessive! You’re mine! But I’m not fuckin jealous. Tch, what is there for me to be jealous of, hah? Those other motherfuckers ain’t got shit on me…Oi! Are you laughin at me, dumbass?”

Your hand was covering your mouth, but Katsuki had heard the pfft that escaped from your lips. “I’m sorry baby, I can’t help it! You make me laugh when you talk like that.”

He let go of you and stomped towards the living room, mumbling something about it not being funny.

You know that he’s vulnerable and sensitive deep down, and that sometimes you take it too far or you catch him on a bad day when he’s not in the mood for play fighting. You know his tells: crossing his arms and storming off, pouting, sometimes slamming the door of whatever room he retreated to in order to lick his wounds and feel sorry for himself.

He usually either goes to his office/man cave, your shared bedroom, or the garage. Your compassion never fails and your nurturing mode shifts into high gear. After giving him a few minutes to himself, you went looking for him.

Katsuki had been checking his emails, but couldn’t shake the frustration of not being taken seriously by the woman that he loved. Did you not respect him?

There was a soft knock at his office door and he rolled his eyes. “What?” he said gruffly, Katsuki code for come in.

You opened the door and walked in to find him sitting at his desk, staring at the monitor.

“Hey baby,” you said in your soft angel voice.

He’d probably never admit it, but you completely disarmed him every time you spoke to him that way. You were a beautiful, defenseless creature for whom he’d always gone into protective mode on sheer instinct.

When you stood next to his chair, he looked at you out of the corner of his eye, keeping his frowning face propped on his fist. You put your hands on his hard shoulders and started rubbing and massaging him.

“I’m sorry if I went too far, Katsuki.”

He didn’t respond. The silent treatment was his go-to punishment whenever you poked the beast at the wrong time.

You lowered your head next to his and softly said, “Hey…” When he made eye contact with you again, you continued, “I love you and respect you very much, babe. I shouldn’t have teased you so much. I can tell you’ve had a rough day. Please don’t be mad at me?”

How the hell was he supposed to stay mad at you when you looked at him with those sad, pretty eyes? He huffed and pushed his chair back a bit, just enough to serve as an invitation for you to sit on his lap and hug him.

“Shut up," he grumbled. "I can be mad at whoever I want." At least he’d finally spoken to you, which was his way of accepting your apology. “Maybe I’ll let you make it up to me.”

“Would it help if I do this?” You cupped his pouting face in your hand and placed a delicate kiss on his lips. He kissed you back begrudgingly, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of knowing that he’d already forgiven you.

As long as you continued to shower him with attention and love and affection, he would secretly milk it, eat it up, and love every fucking second of it.

“Hmm…what about this?” You slinked down to the floor in front of him and rubbed his thighs, keeping your eyes locked on his as they followed your form downwards. Your hands reached further up his legs and you pushed your thumbs into the muscles of his inner thighs, massaging him. “I promise I can make you feel better.”

He maintained his poker face, but shifted in his chair, his growing erection becoming uncomfortable in the tight quarters of his pants. You noticed the outline of his cock taking shape and bit your bottom lip into a smirk.

You slid one of your hands further upwards, dragging your fingers over his balls and over the length of his clothed penis. He clenched his jaw at the growing ache you'd created between his legs. You stroked his cock a few more times before carefully unbuckling his belt and unfastening his pants.

Your movements were painfully slow, but you finally reached down into the waistband of his boxer briefs and pulled his rock-hard dick out, providing him with immediate relief from the discomfort he’d been biting back. The pleasure of feeling your small hand wrapped around his manhood, the relative size of which made his cock look bigger than it already was, throwing in an ego boost for good measure.

You resumed the act of stroking his cock inside your fist, mesmerized by the sensational juxtaposition of his warm, velvety sheath of skin sliding over his smooth steel-hard shaft. He could keep pretending to be unfazed by your antics, but his body betrayed him. You shifted from your haunches onto your knees and began placing kisses, from the head of his cock down along the underside of his length, all the way to his balls, licking the most prominent vein along the way.

Curious how much teasing he could endure before giving in and ordering you to stuff your mouth with his cock, you flattened your tongue and traced a slow line all the way back up before once again stroking him with your hand. You looked up at him, his mouth hidden by the back of his fisted hand, his narrowed amber eyes locked on you.

He was not going to give in and he most certainly would not beg. He’d sooner wait until you left the room and jack himself off than give you any indication that he was literally sitting on the edge of his seat, silently willing you to suck him down.

Unfortunately for him, however, his body told the true story.

The flexing of his glutes, the knuckles of his hand going white around the arm of his chair, and the bead of precum leaking from the tip of his cock told you everything you needed to know. He was practically squirming with anticipation.

Deciding that it would be counterintuitive to further tease him while seeking repentance for doing the same, you once again brought your mouth to his sex and swirled your tongue around the head of his throbbing cock. You wrapped your lips around him and slowly worked him into your mouth, coating him with your saliva as you went. You hollowed your cheeks and gave a good suck before popping your mouth off him.

He knitted his brows and you could’ve sworn you heard the cracking of plastic under his hand. You looked up into his fiery eyes as you stroked him before lowering your head, taking him into your mouth again, deeper this time. When the head of his cock pressed against the back of your throat, he bit his knuckles to stifle a moan.

You bobbed up and down his cock, pressing him into your throat as far as you could before gagging. You quickly pulled away from him to swallow your gag reflex, leaving a thread of saliva in your wake, your hand taking the place of your mouth until the feeling passed.

You collected the drool in your mouth and pushed the liquid out from your puckered lips, watching it land directly on the tip of his cock before sliding down his length. You began to stroke him again, your ministrations accompanied by the squishing of your saliva every time his cockhead popped through your encircled fingers.

You took him inside your mouth again, hollowing your cheeks until they burned, sucking him for all he was worth. You glanced up at him to find him with his head thrown back while white-knuckling both arms of his desk chair.

Just when you thought how impressive it was that he hadn’t made any sound yet, on one particular upward stroke, he let out a long groan. He was shameless at this point, getting more and more feral with every pass of your lips over the sensitive head of his thick cock. He pulled your hair into a loose ponytail, lightly tugging on it to guide you along at a slightly faster pace.

“Yeah, you better worship my fucking cock. Mm yeah, suck that fat dick, you ungrateful slut.”

You moaned around him, the vibration drawing him ever closer to his end. He was so close, but wanted to degrade you a bit more to make sure you knew your place as his sub.

“That’s it, suck daddy’s cock just like that, yeah? Yeah? You want me to cum down that pretty throat of yours? Then work for it, bitch.”

Your pussy clenched at nothing, the contraction causing some of your slick to drool out and leave a wet spot between your thighs. You whined around his cock as though begging for his cum.

“Mm fuck! So…fucking close, babygirl. Let me hear you beg for my cum again.”

You gazed up into his fiery eyes and whined around his cock again.

“Hhnnn mm baby, shit! Here I fucking cum!”

The first spurt of his seed hit the back of your throat hard and thick, nearly gagging you. The second one came swiftly after and as he rode out his orgasm, he encouraged you.

“Fuck yeah, drink my hot fucking cum all the way down your slutty throat.”

You cleaned him with your mouth, making sure to get every last drop of him.

You stood, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. You straddled one of his legs, kissing him, leaning into him, pressing your breasts against his chest. He pushed his tongue over and around yours, grabbing two handfuls of your thick ass.

Your dress was hiked up to your thighs, your naked sex pressed against the rough fabric of his jeans. He used your round ass to guide your pelvis against his thigh, back and forth. Slowly. Deliberately.

You moaned into his mouth and he bounced his leg, causing you to slam down hard onto his thigh. You cried out, taking tight fistfuls of his ash blond hair and tugging.

He tightened his grip on your ass, his fingertips pressing hard into your flesh, rocking you, using his control over your thrusts to increase your speed. He flexed his quad muscle and you rotated your hips just enough to provide more friction against your clit.

He could feel your wetness soaking through the fabric of his pants and against his skin underneath. His cock was hard and raring to go once again. He helped you adjust one of your legs such that you were straddling both of his, the hem of your sundress now pushed up around your waist.

His cock was nearly flat against his perfectly sculpted stomach. He pulled you closer, pressing his length against your sopping sex, the underside of his cock stimulating your clit. He reached behind you to guide his slick cock inside you.

You sank down his entire length, letting out a single loud moan as your tight hole stretched around his thick cock, filling you up one inch at a time. You needed a few seconds to adjust to his size no matter how many times you fucked him, but once you were ready, you started rocking your hips against his, focusing on the way his cock felt inside of you with every thrust. Gods, he felt so fucking good and you told him so.

“Yeah baby, fuck me slow. You deserve to ride my cock like that.”

Your elbows rested on his shoulders, your hands gripping his hair, your forehead pressed into the crook of his neck.

He wrapped his large hands around your undulating hips, giving you more strength as you rode him. He knew the closer you got to orgasm, the more your legs would give out. He would be ready to pump his cock inside your pussy when the time came. He squeezed one of your ass cheeks before pressing his middle finger against your asshole.

“Mm fuck, Katsu!”

He groaned in your ear. “That’s it, baby, cum on my cock.”

Your pace increased while your thrusts became shallower and more erratic, the heat and the friction of your clit grinding against his pubic bone.

He pushed his fingertip inside your tight ass. “Do as I say and cum on my fat knot. Right. Fucking. Now,” he growled.

Each of your whimpers seemed to climb an octave higher than the one before. Finally, the spring in your womb came undone and you froze, completely unraveling around him, calling his name over and over. The contractions of your orgasm massaged the full length of Katsuki’s cock buried deep inside you, sending him over the edge a few seconds later.

“Shit baby, your pussy clamping down on me like that…ah fuck, I’m gonna cum again…”

As you came down from your orgasms together, still joined as one, you began to shake. Katsuki wrapped you in his arms and pulled you closer against him. Your breath was hot against his neck and he knew you were trying not to cry when you drew a ragged breath against him.

He put a hand behind your head and pressed his lips on the top of your head, sensing that this was one of the occasional times when you needed his most tender aftercare.

As much as you loved his aggression during sex, and you absolutely did, sometimes it would leave you feeling vulnerable after a particularly rough round of it.

You had more than made it up to him for giving him a hard time. Now it was his turn to hold you and give you all the love and safety he could possibly offer and as far as he was concerned, for you, that was a bottomless well.

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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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⭐️ a/n: a quick little fluffy somethin’ I’ve had on my mind since I woke up this mornin’.

“Lose my number.”

That was the last thing you’d said to Katsuki before slamming the door to his apartment when you’d stormed out.

Now you found yourself face to face with him, your eyes locked with those fiery amber orbs you’d fallen in love with more than 3 years ago. It had been months since the breakup. You’d crossed paths with him like you’d hoped you never would but here you were.

You’d just stepped onto the platform while digging through your purse for your phone when you literally bumped into your ex-boyfriend.

You gasped and grabbed the first thing your fingers found, which just so happened to be the blond bombshell’s rock hard biceps. You recognized his charred earthy scent before anything else. In the same instant, he’d instinctively grabbed your elbows to stop you from falling before his brain even registered it was you.

He looked good. Too good. His hair was shorter than you remembered and it suited him well.

You both fumbled over your words, stuttering out awkward apologies as you collected yourselves.

“Hi.” “Hey.” You both spoke at once.

“Sorry.” “You okay?” You both spoke at the same time again before chuckling nervously. This was getting more and more awkward by the second.

“Yeah, m’fine, thanks,” you answered.

“How’ve you been?” Katsuki asked, a slight blush blooming on the apples of his pale cheeks.

“G-good,” you said while anxiously rubbing the back of your arm. “You?”

“Hah!” - Here it comes, you thought. - “I’ll always do just fine,” he said, puffing his chest out.

You averted your eyes, remembering how tired you’d grown of his posturing when you were together.

“Glad to hear that,” you said as you started past him.

He did an about-face in your direction. “You look good, (Y/n),” he said quickly as if trying to stop you from walking away just yet.

You turned and smiled sadly at him. “You too, Katsu.”

God, how he’d missed hearing you call him that. You were the only person who’d ever called him the verb for “win” in Japanese. He’d always loved that about you. It was one of many ways you’d shown that you always understood him.

Once again you turned to leave. Katsuki could only watch, his heart aching for you. And yours for him.

[9:42 pm]

Don’t Answer (KB): Hey.

You: I thought I told you to lose my number.

Don’t Answer (KB): I can’t. Still have it memorized.

…

Don’t Answer (KB): miss you

…

You: miss you too

Your phone rang. Don’t Answer (KB) appeared on the screen. You answered anyway.

Katsuki detected the tears in your voice right away.

“Want me t’come over?” he asked in his quiet, husky voice.

You took a long, ragged breath from crying since you saw him a couple of hours ago. “Yeah?” you answered meekly.

Katsuki jumped out of bed. “M’on my way.” You could hear the rustling of his hoodie as he pulled it over his head.

“Miss you so much, Katsu.” Your tears soaked into your pillow as you squeezed it en lieu of the man you loved.

“I’m comin’, (Y/n),” he assured you. “Your door code still the same?”

You sniffed. “Yeah. Never had the heart to change it.”

Katsuki smiled silently. He knew it all too well. The fact that you’d been typing in his birthdate all this time made his fevered heart swell even more.

“Hurry, Katsu,” you whispered.

“I will, I promise.”

[9:59 pm]

You heard the faint click of your front door as the pounding of your heart grew louder.

The bed dipped beside you in your dark bedroom, the covers rustling gently as the familiar sound of Katsuki’s body slid in beside yours. His strong arms enveloped you just like they always had as his breath dusted over your ear. You shuddered into his embrace, his warmth engulfing you like the flames of your love for him.

“M’here, babe. I’ve got you,” his smoldering eyes slid shut as he murmured into your soft hair. “And I ain’t lettin’ go this time.”

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