k-atsukibakugou

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Mercury your event is SO cute I’m actually obsessed! I’m such a beer girlie, but if I had to pick a drink it’s gotta be a jägerbomb! And for the character you pick because I want you to be as free as possible I’m ready for anything👀

ehehehe i was a lil cheeky with this one, i leaned more into the leave you wanting more vibe with the jagerbomb also im sorry for the lack of beer i've never met a beer or cider i've liked LMAO i was going to make this endeavor but the more i wrote it the more it worked better with bakugou but i hope u like it!! teehee birthday bash intro + rules + menu | event masterlist

anyone who wasn’t a couple jagerbombs deep could tell you how bad of an idea jagerbombs are at an work party, but when you work at one of the most popular bars in musutafu, it’s more a rite of passage.

not even here a year, your work-best friend was the very first to inform you of the notorious annual work party, how messy they get, how she’d gone home with the chef one year, and how many servers had crashed in the booths over the years. finally, the time had come for the party, your friend already abandoning you to flirt with the chef again, although, you couldn’t play the morally high act about it when all your attention was on your boss behind the counter.

walking behind the bar, you perused the liquor on offer, mostly mid-tier stuff, but god, did the imported stuff look good right about now, something smooth to take your mind off of him. fuck, why’d he have to roll his sleeves up like that? his forearm muscles enough to make you wonder what else lies beneath that damn shirt, an endless expanse of muscles underneath a wife-pleaser singlet, thick thighs caged in his expensive slacks.

“need some help?” lost in your daydream, bakugou is beside you before you realise how long you’ve been ogling him, your indecisive daze in front of the alcohol drawing his attention (any excuse to talk to you, really). you’re nowhere near drunk enough for him to be this close, to get this messy. yet.

“you don’t have my beer on tap.” his eyes nearly roll back at your sweet tone, your gentle teasing that’s been driving him up the wall for months. he stays steadfast, dark garnet eyes unwavering, despite the top you’d worn specifically for them to wander.

“let me make it up to you,” he takes another step closer, the expensive scent of his cologne filling your lungs when he reaches around you for the distinct green bottle, trapping you between his biceps for a fleeting moment, “we’ll do something i used to have in my party days.”

grabbing two pint glasses and two shot glasses, you watch him work with the kind of swiftness and expertise decades behind a bar could give a man, every twist of his wrist calculates, not a single drop of jagermeister or redbull spilling, even when the latter threatened to bubble over the top of the glass.

“you used to do jagerbombs?” you can’t help but sound incredulous, your eyebrows shooting up to your hairline when you accept the drink from him. mesmerised as he pours his own, you try to imagine him younger, chugging back the bomb, swallowing shot after shot, stumbling home in the am. even in your daydream, his hair had speckles of salt through the blond of his hair, the silver fox look worked too well for him to see him any other way.

“why are you so shocked? i was twenty once.”

“it’s hard to imagine you… like that.”

“like what?”

“you know, a party animal, i can only see you drinking bourbon on the rocks.” he chuckles at the memories, of sleepless nights, of horrendous hangovers.

“i could still drink you under the table.” he challenges, already reaching to pour another, you try not to laugh in his face, the image of your all-powerful boss drunk and stumbling was something you’d pay to see. with a smile you could only describe as evil, hot, you clinked your drink with his before knocking it back, “sure you can, old man.”

after too many bombs, an assortment of other shots, some cocktail bakugou poured you and a sip (you weren’t game enough to have more of it, there’s a reason you weren’t a bartender) of the one you poured him, the pair of you stumbled into his office at the back of the bar. half the buttons are undone on his shirt, your hands sliding beneath the hem of his shirt even when he pulled away from you long enough to unlock the door, pulling you inside with him and nudge it closed once more before turning all his attention back to you; the way you stared up at him with glassy eyes, the way your lipstick smudged under your bottom lip, how your chest heaved (the way your tits looked when you did), how your dress rode up when you pulled yourself onto his desk, tugging him in by his belt loops.

he can’t even find it in him to care about the time-sheets crinkling under your ass when you bite your lip, can’t care you’re his employee and his mind goes blank of everything when you wrap your thighs around his hips. fuck, you’re irresistible like this; arching into him, kissing and biting his jaw, one hand tugging your dress further up your thighs, the other working off his belt to slide into his slacks, searching for more and more, more he wants to give you.

you’re just so, so, so hot… and he’s soft. he’s fucking soft. he finally has you under him and he can’t get it up.

let’s hope the alcohol buzzing through your blood is enough to clear your memory of this in the morning.

#「srb」 #「icymi」

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denki + a cosmopolitan pretty pleaseeeeeee

LUKE MY LOVEEEE i hope u like it, i tried to lean more into the flirtiness but im unsure if it translated well lmao but i hope u like it nonetheless <3 birthday bash intro + rules + menu | event masterlist

you weren’t exactly a regular at the local bar, you didn’t know every employee by name, but you’d been here enough to know you’d remember seeing him around. you’d have remembered the shock of yellow hair, glowing neon under black lights, the static electricity surrounding him, the flirty, cheshire smile planted on his pink lips. how hadn’t you seen him around before?

“cosmo? good choice.” he practically purrs at you, his hips like a magnet for your eyes when he twists around, reaching high on the shelves for the vodka, the twinkle in his golden eyes enough for you to know he caught you staring at the sliver of his abdomen exposed by his shirt lifting. averting your eyes from his, you look down to his hands, slender fingers topped with cracked black nail polish, a bracelet on one of his wrists.

watching him work was like foreplay, the way he cradled the shot glass, fingers curled around the bottle as he poured the shot of vodka, the confident smirk on his lips when he held the bottle higher and higher mid-pour, tipping the bottle back when your shot was perfect. if he wasn’t so attractive, you might’ve thought his flair was over the top, but watching him, you find it impossible to find every movement anything other than mesmerising.

adding ice, the measured shots, and the juice to the cocktail shaker, he leaned closer, his name tag flashing in the light, his name messily scrawled in capital letters across the plastic, denki <3.

finally, shaking the cup in one hand, he leans on his elbow, getting closer than he needs to get, his cologne overwhelming your senses, his proximity giving you no choice but to watch his lips instead of his hands, “so, you come here often?”

his voice is so, so, smooth, like a siren’s when you lean closer as well, his orbit impossible to escape, “‘cause i think i’d remember someone like you in here.”

as if testing the waters, his tongue darts from between his lips, dark golden eyes watching you track the muscle as it wet his lips. clearing your throat, you glance up at his eyes through your eyelashes, “this a new tactic for tips?”

your voice is light, flirty, bringing a grin to his lips when he steps back to finally pour your drink (you’d never known any bartender to take this long making a cosmo, maybe you’d order a more complex drink when you come up next, just so he doesn’t have to stall to keep you close), garnishing the glass with a fresh orange peel twist.

“maybe, maybe it’s just to get your number.” denki slides the drink towards you with a wink, the glass sat atop a cardboard coaster (blank, you note, free from any advertisements the others were plastered with), “on the house, gorgeous.”

you giggle at his joke, leaning nearly your entire upper body over the bar to hand him the free-drink token, closer again to drag your fingers over his shoulder, down to the pen tucked beneath his name tag. like this, you can see the lines of dark brown littered between the yellow of his eyes, the way his pupils dilate at your proximity, the affect you had on him.

scribbling your number down, you hold the coaster back out to him between two manicured fingers, holding your cosmo in your free one, biting your lip at the lovesick look in his eye, “i’ll see you around, denki.”

#「srb」 #「icymi」

[k-atsukibakugou]

hi mercury! for the birthday bash, i'd love to order a strawberry daiquiri paired with bakugo. 💜

eeee thank u rei!!! i hope u enjoy it <3 birthday bash intro + rules + menu | event masterlist

the centre of your lips are already stained a sweet, bright red from….. how many daiquiri’s were you up to? you didn’t think you’d had that many yet. you were busy stumbling back toward the striking blond behind the bar to try and count the empty glasses, still shaking cocktails for the bustling crowd. you stop in your tracks, hypnotised by the flex of his biceps under the plain uniform shirt he wore, the muscles stretching and straining against the fabric, even more so when he juggled the cocktail shaker, catching it in front of his customers without even a drop falling from the cups. the extra flair getting the attention of everyone in the bar, filling his tip jar nicely.

despite his impressive skill (and muscles) you’re a little more focused on breathing, deep and slow through your nose, thinking about how your tongue feels heavy in your mouth, and your head feels hazy. most importantly though, you’re focused on looking sober enough for one more strawberry daiquiri from the drop-dead-gorgeous bartender.

taking one more step towards the busy bar, you feel your heel slip.

how did these floors always manage to end up both sticky and slippery?

you don’t even feel yourself stumble, you see the bar, then suddenly you see the underside of it. you can’t even feel the embarrassment settle in your stomach, your giggles all that swirled around the organ, some spilling out. opening your bleary eyes again, you’re met with two scarlet eyes above your own, a blond eyebrow quirked and a smug smile at the way you gazed up at him. your eyes dragged down to his chest, taking in the tag stuck to the front of his shirt, his name sprawled in a messy font you can only make out the beginning, KAT-.

kat’s strong arms were cradling your shoulders, a chuckle leaving him at your giggling and blatant drunken ogling, the low sound sending a shiver through your body, his voice just as sinful as his looks, “how much did you have, sweets?”

#「srb」 #「icymi」

[k-atsukibakugou]

celebrating two years here with the best way i know how! with shots!

original post/intro + more under mercurys birthday bash *blanket warning/s: nsfw 18+; alcohol/drinking; dubcon-ish (drunken sex/making out/antics)

katsuki bakugou + strawberry daiquiri | [fluffy] | — 26/04/2024 serving: zanarkandskylines

denki kaminari + cosmopolitan | [fluffy] | — 27/04/2024 serving: aquadenks

katsuki bakugou + jagerbomb | [nsfw 18+] | — 27/04/2024 serving: kingkatsuki

katsuki bakugou + bloody mary | [nsfw 18+] | — 27/04/2024 serving: bunnions

hitoshi shinso + jagerbomb | [rating (tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: slayfics

katsuki bakugou + cosmopolitan | [rating(tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: katslutki-bakugou

momo yaoyorozu + lemon drop | [rating (tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: zanarkandskylines

eijiro kirishima + blow job | [rating (tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: crownedcitrus

dabi + blow job | [rating (tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: katsukikitten

hitoshi shinso + hanky panky | [rating (tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: blackbrryblues

eijiro kirishima + jalepeno margarita | [rating (tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: mechamedusa

touya todoroki + lemon drop | [rating (tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: weirdovictor

wild card + frozen passion fruit margarita | [rating (tbd)] | date (tbd) serving: kaidabakugou

© all works belong to @k-atsukibakugou,@gwen0m, and dlirious on archive of our own, do not plagiarise, translate, repost or recommend my work on other platforms or translate my works, i do not give permission for my works to be bound and sold. 18+ minors and ageless blogs do not interact.

#ehehehe i have a few planned n lined up hopefully i can get a couple more out tomorrow!!! i’m on a bit of a run 🫶 #「srb」 #「icymi」

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ENTERING the humid warmth of the bar, you nearly immediately regret coming out with your friends, their peer pressure and the promise of free drinks seemed like enough then, now, being squished in between everyone else wanting the promotion, you wondered if it really was worth it. done up to the nines, the doorman passed you one of the flyers; happy birthday to us! first drink on the house! glancing at the seemingly endless line, your eyes nearly roll out of your head, after all this you really were going to need a drink and a dance. despite the length of the line, it was moving quickly with half the patrons exchanging their flyers for their drinks instead of fiddling with wallets, purses and phones for money, you were getting closer and closer to the front and you were still undecided, about to just close your eyes and pick one at random, your interrupted by the bartender, their beauty so striking it made your heart jump to your throat, "what can i get you?"

rules & menu below !

happy 2 years on this blog!! a special thank you to @kingkatsuki and @strawbrrystarlight for helping me with this event! and a massive thank you to everyone who's made these years so enjoyable! here's to more with you all <3

rules [CURRENTLY OPEN]:

18+ only — minors and ageless blogs will be ignored (similarly, so will anonymous asks without a sign off for a blog i can confirm the age of)

must be following to play

send your drink of choice & one character to my ask box and i'll write a drabble of what follows the intro depending on what you've chosen! (please see my rules for characters i do/don't write for)

please block the tag "mercurys birthday bash" if you don't wish to see these posts <3

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finally, the menu!! *for margaritas & daiquiri’s pls feel free to add a flavour if you have a favourite! frozen mango margs have my heart

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DISCLAIMER some of your drinks may not go according to plan!! this is a choose your own adventure-type event where the path you choose may lead you to a less than perfect outcome <3

© all works belong to @k-atsukibakugou,@gwen0m, and dlirious on archive of our own, do not plagiarise, translate, repost or recommend my work on other platforms or translate my works, i do not give permission for my works to be bound and sold. 18+ minors and ageless blogs do not interact.

#「srb」 #「icymi」

[k-atsukibakugou]

I have two questions:

which anime dude is an awful kisser

which dude loves you with tattoos

#bakugou has bad kisser vibes LMAO RESPECTFULLY #i'll kiss him anyway HE CAN LEARN #and idk denki n kiri have the cutie tattooed vibes #「misc」

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My silliest son

#OH THIS STYLE PLS #「izuku <3」 #amazing art ヾ(＠⌒ー⌒＠)ノ

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Live Show Part Four | Bakugou Katsuki

I was terrified writing this because so many people were excited for it, but I really hope you enjoy it.

Tagging @bratwritings​ for reading through this and making me feel a lot less shit about it. Ily!💕

Also giving a special tag to @leeswritingworld​ 💕

Part One. Part Two. Part Three.

Warnings: 18+

Word Count: 6451.

Suki, I’m so fucking nervous. :(

Your fingers hovered against the send button, contemplating deleting the whole thing. You didn’t want him to know just how petrified you were to finally meet him. Pressing send before you could have any second thoughts as you continued getting ready. The weeks of getting to know Bakugou had been a whirlwind. Actually finding out that he liked you back, and that he was everything you’d imagined and more. You couldn’t think of a time that a guy had treated you this well, with such kindness and compassion. 

Why are you nervous, Princess? It’s just me.

He was right. You’d basically bared your soul to him for the past month, he knew more about you than anyone at this point. The connection you’d built together was unlike anything you’d ever had before with anyone. The fact only served to make you even more nervous, what if he didn’t like what he saw?

You’re the reason why I’m nervous.

Why?

He was just so perfect, and you were just…. you.

What if you don’t like me?

Instead of texting you back, the screen illuminated with his contact photo, your fingers shakily pressing the ‘accept’ button before holding the phone against your ear.

“Are you being a dumbass again?” His husky voice flowed through the speakers, the smooth sound instantly calming you down.

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#never been more mad i needed to SLEEP KKAG ILL BE BACK TBIS IS SO fucking GOOD #DELICIOUS #「kat <3」 #「mercury recs」

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Live Show Part Three | Bakugou Katsuki

It was gonna be a little while longer until I got this out but an incredibly talented friend came forward and drew me the most wonderful fan-art for this story. It seriously blew me away to the point where I couldn’t focus on any of my other WIPs! I’ve actually included the art further down so I hope you enjoy it as much as I did! Please go and show some love to the artist @workofann​!

I also need to give another massive thank you to @leeswritingworld​, once again this girl has helped me sort my life out when it comes to the mess of ideas I have in my head for this fic and she helped me add some cute little bits in. I love you!

I hope you guys enjoy this.

Part One. Part Two.

Warnings: 18+.

Word Count: 4232.

“Morning, Princess.”

Your eyes squinted against the bright light of your cell phone screen, trying to make out the rest of the message you’d received. Your chest was already fluttering at the realisation that it had been from ‘Katsuki’ on his private number. You tried to push the thought out of your mind of how many women actually had this number, trying to focus on the fact he’d told you that you were the only one as you blinked away sleep.

It had been a few weeks since you’d started talking to Ground Zero privately, thousands of messages and calls exchanged daily. You’d learned so much about him in such a short amount of time, the connection was stronger than you’d ever felt between anyone else. Each time you entered one of his regular streams you’d always feel like he was looking for your name in a sea of people, searching for the one person he cared about watching more than anyone else.

“I’ve been thinking about you all night.” You smiled at the message, rereading it before scrolling down further, a picture peeking out from the bottom of your screen as your breath hitched in your throat.

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#RAGNIUGDHIH SHUT UP he’s so ugly i hate him (desperately in love with him rattling the bars of my cage) #「kat <3」 #「mercury recs」

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Live Show Part Two | Bakugou Katsuki

Sorry this took me so long guys, I hope you enjoy it!

Part One.

Thanks to @leeswritingworld​ for reading through this with me. 

Warnings: 18+

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#PLEASE #why does him calling me a stalker……. do smth #stop it #「kat <3」 #「mercury recs」

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Live Show | Bakugou Katsuki

FINALLY finished Camboy!Bakugou Part One. I’m trying a slightly different direction with this compared to Private Show, I really hope you guys like it. 

Part Two.

Warnings: 18+

The screen flashed with the usual countdown, indicating ten minutes until the start of the live show. Ground Zero’s live streams always started at 8.30pm every time they were scheduled. Whenever he’d put the notification up online that a show would be scheduled you dropped any and all plans in favour for the man. Your friends were beginning to think you were a hermit, constantly blowing them off and making up excuses but you couldn’t help yourself. This was what this random stranger on the internet had turned you into. A huge chunk of your paycheck slipping into his Only Fans, Premium Snapchat and his live streams. The fact that not even an hour ago he’d posted some post-workout gym selfies in the Premium Snapchat, the steam from the shower he’d just taken clouding the image as you took in the sight of his chiselled abs, a fluffy towel slung low on his hips. This thought had now been with you the rest of your evening, unable to focus on anything else as you counted down the minutes until Ground Zero’s live stream.

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#jo i’m ab to go fucking crazy #this has been on my tbr for so long and THE WAIT WAS WORTH IT THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD #「kat <3」 #「mercury recs」

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#pls #「kat <3」

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Just a reminder that this blog IS dark content friendly 👍🏻

#「misc」

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If your favs turned invisible for 24 hours, which one would take advantage of their invisibility and get a little too handsy? If no one sees his hand going up ur skirt, is it still wrong?

#denki. #its his first thought #「mercury selfships」

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please god u don't even know

Thinking about not correcting anyone that calls Bakugou your dad is making me woozy actually😵‍💫

i cannot describe how giddy it would make me walking into events on his arm, he's so respectful in public (he grew out of pda in his twenties, now the most you get out of the house is hand holding, but more typically, your arm is looped through his) no one really glances twice seeing you two together.

workers at the cafe always coo how sweet it is you still see your dad as often as you do at your age, they see you in here every week drinking coffee with him, always so animated when you talk, one of them even gushes how she wishes she was like that with her dad. every time you just smile and nod, saying how grateful you are, he's just the best you could ask for.

and god, the hero events, all dressed up at his side, the tabloids go crazy the next day, headlines all about his secret lovechild from decades ago finally resurfacing, the first father-daughter hero duo. his pr manager is having too much of a meltdown calling every news outlet they can get a hold of to really notice the noises coming from his office the next day anyway

#you KNOW its (horny) hell when he connects the dots on whats always getting u so riled up #SFGBWIINQWYUAHHHHHHHG #「jo <3」

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Thinking about not correcting anyone that calls Bakugou your dad is making me woozy actually😵‍💫

i cannot describe how giddy it would make me walking into events on his arm, he's so respectful in public (he grew out of pda in his twenties, now the most you get out of the house is hand holding, but more typically, your arm is looped through his) no one really glances twice seeing you two together.

workers at the cafe always coo how sweet it is you still see your dad as often as you do at your age, they see you in here every week drinking coffee with him, always so animated when you talk, one of them even gushes how she wishes she was like that with her dad. every time you just smile and nod, saying how grateful you are, he's just the best you could ask for.

and god, the hero events, all dressed up at his side, the tabloids go crazy the next day, headlines all about his secret lovechild from decades ago finally resurfacing, the first father-daughter hero duo. his pr manager is having too much of a meltdown calling every news outlet they can get a hold of to really notice the noises coming from his office the next day anyway

#LMAO IM #SO FUCKJIGN CRAZY #im a rabid dog #tw: incest #「kat <3」 #「mercury answers」 #「jo <3」

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thoughts on old man katsuki who acts like his age doesn't bother him, that him being so much older than you isn't an issue, that the thought of competing w younger guys to get your attention isn't an issue...

he definitely doesn't consider his age to be an issue in your relationship... which is why he's wrapping his arm tightly around you after he spots some young hunk trying to talk his way into your pants. why he's glaring at said hunk whilst his (bakugo's) tongue is down your throat. why he's fucking you extra hard once he finally gets back to your place. why he's making you cum over & over on his cock until you practically beg him to give you a break.

his age totally isn't an issue for him. & you know that it totally isn't an issue for him, which is why you purposely let younger guys flirt with you even tho you have no interest in them. you know as soon as bakugo feels threatened, he'll go to the bloody moon & back to make sure you know he's the best man there is for you.

“I didn’t realise you were here with your dad.” The guy says as you feel Bakugou’s arm around your shoulder tighten.

He doesn’t even look anything like you, but it’s enough to have the rage (and insecurity) building inside him. No matter how often you try to convince him that there’s no one else you’d rather be with; that his age doesn’t matter— it’s still something that irks him. A constant conteststion in your relationship.

“Well, I call him daddy.” You quip back with ease, already knowing Bakugou is rolling his eyes without having to look at him.

He’ll definitely punish you for that one later, once he’s done reminding you why he’s better than all the young bucks that try to get into your pants.

#jokes on bakugou id be EXTRA horny wiht people thinking hes my dad grow up blondie /lh #me giggling twirling my hair not correcting anyone ever when they say it frfrfr he's insecure and im busy trying to figure out how to undo #his pants with one hand (i think u knwo where the other one is) #sorry its getting late ive been........ let out of my enclosure #my keepers are desperately chasing me down #「kat <3」 #tw: incest #not really but i get if my tags make anyone uncomfy