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[tteokdoroki]

headcanon that bossing bakugo around makes him hard as a rock. it’s how he noticed you in the first place

!!!! the first time you meet bakugou, you don’t even realise who he is — probably making your way home on the subway and himself along with deku and shouto are forced to take it chasing after some low level criminal during their patrol. of course bakugou is complaining, screaming izuku’s ear off about how he should have been faster and caught the guy, about how if he had been put in charge then this mission would have been over with a long time ago.

“will you shut the fuck up? a grown ass man taking the subway and you hardly have any public decency. you’re scaring the kids with that loud ass voice of yours.” you hiss, tired and throwing it over your shoulder.

and of course, deku and shouto share a quiet laugh as to avoid getting berated by bakugou again while the man himself is red in the face, throat dry — not only because you’re pretty but probably because you’re the first person in the world to have ever told bakugou to keep quiet and he’s felt the need to do it. the way you’d barked out the command like he was a disobedient pup in training has something stirring in the heat of katsuki’s stomach. so he shifts, happy to have such baggy pants on his hero costume as he feels his cock twitch.

you get off at the next station, turning around once you’re on the platform— doe eyes widening because as the train speeds off you’ve realised you just cursed out the katsuki bakugou.

and after the trio apprehends the criminal, bakugou waddles back to the agency office with his thick cock tugged between his thighs— throbbing, smearing precum over skin beneath his suit. he can’t shred his clothes fast enough, slipping into the staff showers with your face at the forefront of his mind. katsuki’s been bricked up for hours, only relieved by hot water hitting his skin and the image of you telling him— commanding him to keep his mouth shut while he eats your cunt, and to behave when he cheekily nips at your thighs.

he groans, cumming into rough fingers wishing he knew your name so he could dedicate his body rattling orgasm to you, to you and the way you’d make him an obedient mess.

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"I wrote a letter to my mother, once."

Hol'li admitted this rather quietly, her eyes focused on the groove in the wooden table. She was scratching it with a black, almost claw-like nail.

"I obviously can't just send a letter to someone who's been dead for thousands of years, so I ended up burning it."

Anticipating the inevitable question before it could be asked - "What did it say?" - she continued on.

"In it, I told her what's happened. I told her what happened at home, and why I left, and about some of the people I've met." Hol'li abandoned the table in favor of taking a drink. "I didn't tell her about any of the Shepherds. In case anyone manages to somehow reconstruct the letter from its ashes."

She had no idea if that was possible, given said ashes had been scattered to the wind, but the more time she spent around the likes of Tharja and Henry the less crazy the idea seemed.

Thankfully, there wasn't much to do with information about those who were long dead. What was someone going to do if they knew she'd met Ephraim and Eirika?

"I'd write another, but I don't think I'm willing to take the chance of someone finding it."

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[tteokdoroki]

Bakusquad boys fucking you until youre crying and ruined by their big fucking cocks :((

sniffling i just think that you’d be in a new relationship with frat boy! bakugou would bring you home from a date and be like !! “got a surprise f’you sweetheart, promise you won’t freak out?” ‘n then it’s just all of his friends with their cocks out desperate to fuck you, cause they thing kats’ girlfriend is so cute..so fucking pretty.

“they really really like you, yanno. wont stop askin’ about you.” katsuki standing right behind you, fingers dancing up the backs of your thighs down your panties to ease the tension in the room, toying with your clit, fucking you with them like you’re on his dick. “you wanna play with them?”

please and you nod your sweet little head, and katsuki tilts you by the chin to let kirishima kiss you first, guiding your hand to his absolutely massive cock— so big it makes you nervous and whimper into his mouth, the boys letting out quiet ‘fucks’ while they wait their turn, ‘n eiji is so gentle with you, hiking your thigh up on his hip so he can rub is fat dick through your folds, mushroom tip stimulating your nub just right wails.

and when he finally makes you cum like that, you get passed over to denki who’s the complete opposite of the red head— he’s longer than he is thicker, and he makes you cockwarm him :( sit on his lap while he pinches your clit over and over till you’re cumming before he fucks it back into you nice and slow— torturing you, laughing down in your face aaaa.

sero just wants to eat you out, groaning at the taste of his friends mixed in with your juices— smiles into your cunt when you grab his hair, pout and whine because it’s too much and you’ve been through way too much tonight but he knows just how to use his tongue on you, begging you to give him a little something since he’s been so patient all night :( makes you squirt in his mouth.

you get passed back to bakugou and he makes you feel like you’re the only two people in the room— his mouth on your neck and his body pressed over yours while he pounds you into the couch makes you forget all about his friends watching and jerkin’ their dicks to your needy moans. katsuki knows exactly what you like, has it engraved into his mind where to touch you, that you like it when he puts your legs on his shoulders and when he pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back into your tight heat. he pulls back, spits on his dick to watch it disappear inside of you along with all that cream, and precum— oh he loves it, loves how you’ve not moaned anyone else’s name all night except for his :(( and then in the end he’s filling you up with his cum and marking you as his property from the inside.

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[tteokdoroki]

PLEASE WAIT HOCKEY MIDORIYA WHO ABSOLUTELY WRECKED YOU AND FEELS SO BAD HE LICKS UP AND KISSES EVERYTHING HE’S JUST RUINED FOR ANYONE ELSE AND NOT SO ACCODENTALLY OVER STIMULATE YOU BECAUSE ITS NOT HIS FAULT YOU SOUND SO PRETTY WHINING FOR HIM-

STOP :( hockey au midoriya just trying to clean you up after basically ruining you for hours— you’re sore and a mess and it mostly starts with a way for him to clean his sticky cum from between your thighs…. but then you taste so good, the flavour of your arousal meshing with his he can’t help but groan and nuzzle deeper into your swollen cunt, lapping at your left over juices from between your folds.

it’s not until you start hiccuping and grabbing at deku’s sweaty hair to pull him away that he realises you’re way too sensitive, gasping for breath and whimpering out for him— it does nothing to calm the growing erection between him and the mattress.

“i-izuku, p-please!”

“yeah baby?”

“i think… i think i’m good now, you don’t have to eat me out again,”

please, the look he gives you after he finishes suckling on your clit— green eyes wide and desperate, chin shining with your nectar, it almost kills you. izuku looks like a kicked puppy. “no more?” he asks and you shake your head , but he doesn’t listen. oh no, he worked his ass off to win that game today and if he’s gonna eat you out as his reward; then he god damn will.

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[tteokdoroki]

tobio def smirks and rasps lowly a “found it” in your ear when he hits your good spot, and then he pounds into you so rough and hard shoving your face into the mattress as you scream and whine his name as pride fills his chest.

oh my god why would you say this to me im shaking

like; kags has this bruising grip on your hips— practically tugging you back onto his cock and just barely pulling out because he doesn’t want you to be able to breathe without his precum swearing up your soft walls. “c’mon baby, cum for me? need’a ‘nother baby, c’mon please.” he’d mewl into your ear, but he’s still being so rough with you, forcing you down so far into the sheets that your clit bumps against the ridges in them and your knuckles change colour from how hard you grip the fabric.

“t-tobi…’can’t oh god. oh fuck. i can’t!” you’re crying so loud and it’s like music to his ears hearing your pleas mingle with the sound of skin slapping on skin. you’re so very close, but physically you don’t think you can again, not when he’s been pulling orgasm out of orgasm from you all night, filling you with load after load.

“yeah y’can baby,” kageyama coos to you, pressing his abs into your back, grinding slow as he pounds your creamy hole from behind. “gonna make you cum again. don’t care.” he switches the position of his hips, sending his cock up and jutting against your g-spot, smirking when you’re reduced to drooling and garbled nonsense, spasming around his lengthy girth. “found it… cum f’me baby.“

and you do, practically melting into the bed as he makes a mess of your pussy so sweetly, smiling like a kid at Christmas when your back arches up and your release streams down his cock in waves.

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[tteokdoroki]

katsuki slaps your pussy whenever you act up <3

love, 🍭

— pussy slappin’ + katsuki bakugou.

warning(s): smut, mdni 18+, slight!brat taming, fingering (f!receiving), afab!reader, overstimulation, edging, pussy slaps, squirting. <3

“not so tough now, are ya brat?” katsuki’s breath is hot against the shell of your ear, an arm wrapped around your shoulders to squeeze you to his chest and the other snug between your wet and doughy thighs. when you don’t respond, you feel the stretch of your boyfriend’s lips into a sick smirk against your heated skin, you feel the way an amused laugh brews in the root of his chest and blossoms against his tongue. you have your regrets about bratting him today, but you absolutely love when he’s riled up like this. “got nothin’ t’say? when you had all that mouth f’me in front of the others earlier. hah, what a fuckin’ shame.” he’d been edging you for hours on his couch for this very reason, taunting and tweaking your body until you’re close only to rip your orgasm away from you.

that is until katsuki switched to overstimulation, watching you cum and cum until there was practically nothing left in you.

his hands push at the meat of your thighs, grazing heart shapes and other love filled patterns against their insides right up until he reaches your core and your resolve crumbles. bakugou pushes a thumb against your pulsating and sensitive clit, watching as your body attempts to arch away from his and you break character— a sweet symphony of wails and whines breaking free from between your lips.

“f-fuck!..kats…kats ‘m sorry— can’t is too much, ‘m sorry i don’t want anymore! please..” you plead with him, legs thrashing and trembling while you attempt to squirm away from katsuki’s chest, cunt betraying you and gushing all over his pants and leather couch.

“there you fuckin’ are, hah? y’gonna make some noise baby? cry a little more?” bakugou tears you, amused by the tears pricking in your bambi eyes as he spreads his thighs more and yours with them to expose your hot, saccharine sex to the cool air— his fingers don’t stop, drawing a mix of delicate and rough shapes against the numb— lifting the hood of your clit as blood rushes to it. “you’re gonna cum again. don’t care if ya want it or not. that’s how we learn our lessons, ain’t that right beautiful..” it takes you a second, through the haze of post orgasm bliss, the extra stimulation and katsuki curling two of his rough and calloused fingers against your soft inner walls to realise that he’s talking to your pussy. he’s purring behind you, praising your silken cunt and how fucking wet she is.

“katsuki,” you slur this time, pelvis rising high off of his lap, legs threatening to snap shut the faster bakugou fingers your sensitive hole to oblivion, he lets them glide through your folds— gathering your juices before he finger fucks them back into, groaning in your ear from how soaked you are before he kisses the side of your head.

“hm?” he purrs; blood red eyes glued to where his fingers to easily disappear inside of you, lewd squelches echoing throughout the room.

“i’m… hm..please— i wanna cum,” your lips push into a pout, head thrown back and digging into katsuki’s shoulders as he slows his pace down— dragging his thumb over your clit in dangerously slow and tight circles. “‘m gonna cum…i can’t please—please.”

bakugou smiles cruelly, laughs into your ear and picks up the speed again, squeezing you close to him. “my baby’s gonna cum, huh? all over my fingers ‘n my fuckin’ thighs like a slutty little mess, yeah?” his words are rushed and scrabble your brain as his fingertips brush against your g-spot, pounding into you as if they were his cock. “should i let you cum or should i make ya hold it?”

just when you thought you could relax, when you believed the relief of an orgasm would wash over you— katsuki pulls his fingers from your weeping sex, spreading them apart so you can see the clear strings of your arousal connecting them before he crudely slaps his hand down on your quivering pussy. “oh my—fuck!”

“i wan’cha to cum like this baby, i know you can.” he repeats his actions, cooing into your ear while you struggle in his grip, moans raising an octave, body giving up on you as you shake and fall apart. “you wanna cum so bad? then do it. let go f’me.” again, again, again. katsuki slaps a hand down against your clit, rubbing it in a smooth circle for just a second before he repeats his actions, ruining your pussy. each time it’s harder, each time you’re one step closer to orgasm and you wish you could control it, the hold this man has over you.

“oh god! k-kats, ‘m cumming— i’m cumming!” you squeal when it finally washes over you, the dam breaking as your whole body trembles and a clear stream of your arousal stains katsuki and the floor bellow— he doesn’t stop, tapping at your clit with wet slaps throughout your high. “s-stop, katsuki please.”

“nuh-uh, wanna see more. wanna see how that cute cunt squirts for me.” he slaps your pussy again, smiling proudly when you squirt even more, release splashing down your thighs. “i’ll stop when you learn to stop actin’ up, yeah?”

and you barely have the breath to agree, overstimulated, edged too much and far too gone.

just the way katsuki likes it when you act up and talk back to him.

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[tteokdoroki]

Hed empty no thoughts just Gojo fucking you on the counter he sat you on after heavenly cupcakes you baked him :((

He still has frosting all over his lips cuz he's a messy eater

-glasses anon

oral sex (f!recieving) + food play, fem!reader.

omg yes bc we talked about gojo getting hard after you baking a sweet treat :(

gojo who’s barely had anything home cooked since he was a child— it’s always been person chefs to make sure he always ate the best growing up so he could fully handle the six eyes and before you it had always been packaged sweets he wasn’t allowed as a kid from, whatever expensive confectioners he could find in the busy streets of Tokyo.

but you, satoru gojo’s precious little angel, loves to cook— loves to bake and fill your man’s stomach with only the best of the best sweet treats and snacks. each other is made with so much love and care, packaged in a little blue wrapper because the colour reminded you of his eyes and he can’t help but pop a boner at the thought of you caring that much about him and his sweet tooth.

gojo always promises himself he’ll behave when he comes home to the sight of you baking— he’s probably a little worn down from a mission, not a drop of blood in sight but he feels like he’s been bleeding out for years and you’re just… there. in all your glory, hips shimmying from side to side, the pretty bow of your apron tied just above your ass while you hum a tune and whip up the frosting for the cupcakes you’ve made your man.

satoru gojo is not a weak man, but when he sees you suck the buttercream frosting from your fingers like it’s nothing he damn near snaps.

that’s how you end up like this, back against the cool marble and your pretty nicely decorated cupcakes a mess beside you and on you. they’re smeared sickly and sweetly along your inner thighs as the six eyes licks trails along your skin— testing his own patience despite how hard his cock is straining against his work pants. “such a treat angel, you’re always…such a fuckin’ treat for me,” gojo coos, rubbing your ass that’s seated on the edge of your marble island counter while he noses up to your pretty pussy— wondering if she tastes as good as your cupcakes do.

“I-i just wanted to do somethin’ n-nice for you!” you squeak out, knees threatening to snap shut. “oh… ‘toru,” you’re so cute when you sigh like that as you get your cunt eaten— his silver and sly tongue sliding up the length of your slit, tasting the sweetness laced into your juices while gojo rubs a little frosting into your clit. he’s eager, desperate for a taste as if having you like this has been on his mind all day instead of whatever dessert you had waiting for him after work.

he suckles on your clit, easing two fingers past your spasming hole. “nice…hm,” gojo is away with the fairies, diving into your pussy like it’s god’s greatest gift to man kind (which it is, and he’ll kill anyone who tries to take his gentle girl away from him). “nice huh? f’little old me baby? don’t you know that you’re the nicest treat this man’s ever had?” you nod and squeal yes and gojo rewards you with another lick between your sticky honeyed folds, sucking one pussy lip into his mouth affectionately before turning his head to let go and sink the point of his teeth into your frosting coated thigh. “nuhuh, bad girl. stay nice and sweet for ‘toru. open.” he reminds you when your thighs shake again— be sweet, be good.

satoru’s words are soft spoken but so different to the way he manhandles the plush meat of your thighs apart— pressing them into the cool surface beneath you as his tongue roughly slurps at your slick, sticky pussy. you taste like heaven on earth, pulsing beneath the movements of his tongue as it slips in and out of you— the tip of it pressing greedily against your ribbed walls. his nose rubs against the hood of your clit, and even the scent of your quivering mound is enough to drive the man insane. he’ll go weak in the knees for you, brought down from his pedestal and humbled by pussy.

“s’too much toru…can’t, c-can’t! satoru!” you cry like it’s a song, fingers twisted in silver locks while your hips betray you and buck up into gojo’s matching silver tongue. it glides between your folds and catch your juices before they can even drip to the counter, because not a drop of you can be wasted. you’re as valuable as any rich gojo owns, your taste sweet and rare and exquisite. “p-please satoru—!”

but the man shakes his head, slurping your saccharine juices from your pussy until you’re practically clean…and you haven’t even cum yet. gojo licks his lips, delirious and perhaps on a sugar high from all the frosting.

“it’s too much? oh baby i don’t think so,” he breaths as though to catch his breath— thumb on your clit to make up for the loss of his tongue. “you said you were being nice, so stay nice ‘n good for me while i make you cum over and over again.”

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[tteokdoroki]

loid reeks of 'i need my face to be sat on'.

im gagging im crying im FROWING up

“stay quiet.”

you feel loid carve the words against your cunt too, tongue sliding between your folds and the very tip of it drawing meticulous shapes against your puffy clit as you quake and quiver— gripping the counter for dear life. “l-loid! i can’t—!” please he’d have you gasping and near tears, you can’t even see straight as his man practically slurps up any juices you leak before they have a chance to hit your thighs.

“you can, and you will. we don’t want anya to become suspicious as to why mama hasn’t finished preparing dinner yet, do we?” the blonde seems so calm and collected, but with the way his words are growled into your throbbing pussy :( they way he laps and sucks at your folds with tongue and teeth— you know he’s burning with desire. he’s seething on the inside, drunk on the liquid gold that seeps from you while you fight the urge to mewl out loud and bite down on your arm so hard you leave teeth marks.

loid is a man of many faces, many names and occupations but his favourite of all is being between your meaty thighs, feasting on your pretty pussy that’s always so eager and wet for him the moment he sinks down behind you on his knees. you’ll be struggling to make dinner from then, trembling and distracted by the pleasure he gives you— and loid knows better, that if he keeps mrs forger like this for too long, she might burn the house down.

but he doesn’t care, not when you’re rutting back onto his tongue and using it to get yourself off— so pretty like that, skirts bunched at your hips and sweat rolling down your skin, you’re perfect. the perfect mama, delicious too. so when you mewl out loud again, sniffling and crying out his name, loid growls, groans reluctantly as he pulls his eager mouth from your hot and sticky pussy— huffing in annoyance.

“we can never have nice things, hm, dearest?” he sighs, sending shivers down your spine while the pot you had going seemingly bubbles over beside you on the stove. slender fingers replace a salacious tongue, dipping into your tightness while you body shuts down from the inside out— hips pushing back onto him. “you’ll be quiet from here on out, you’ll behave.” loid adds, cheeks tinted pink and hair a mess, he misses the taste of you, the desperation to eat you out and have you suffocate him from above— but, watching you fall apart on his fingers will do for now.

and hopefully his other hand around your mouth will keep you quiet, if not the whistling pot on the stove should cover your sweet little moans.

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[tteokdoroki]

ur cherry chaser izuku lives rent free in my head ty for being so amazing ❤️❤️

hiiii hehe ty !!! here’s some more for you <3

warnings: dubcon, cherry chasing, ill prep, power imbalance, virgin!reader.

izuku is such a freak for only ever liking virgins.

he likes how it’s so easy to control their pleasure how effortlessly he can dominate someone he knows can’t say no to him, who doesn’t know any better than the stretch of his fat dick and blunt cockhead against a g-spot they could barely reach with their own fingers.

and then there’s you, you’re so pretty— like a flower blooming for spring and maybe you’re a little naive for abandoning your sidekick gig at a lower level agency to work side by side with the deku but it all works out in his favour… he can sniff the innocence between your thighs from a mile away, can taste how sweet you are just from looking at you flinch whenever someone that isn’t him touches you; the way you melt into izuku’s safety net persona of being the number one.

it means you trust him.

you trust deku, your hero, when he takes you out with all the other pros from his class— when he has you sit between an overly flirty chargebolt and a big mean dynamight who pester and tease you all night long. you trust deku when he puts a hand on your thigh when kaminari gets up for drinks after inviting you back to his place for god knows what— “let’s get you home safe, yeah? sorry about them, they don’t know how to act around a pretty girl like you.” and the compliment sends a shiver down your spine, a twinge in your cute cunt; and you know what that means, you’re ashamed of it too.

you shouldn’t be getting so wet from a little chivalry shown to you by the hero you idolise. especially when you don’t know what izuku’s true intentions are. you let him walk you home, so sweetly invite your idol in for tea and it’s not until you have your back turned to him, stirring a spoonful of sugar into his hot beverage when you feel abs ripple against your back and warm alcohol tinged breath against the shell of your ear.

“you’re a virgin aren’t you, sweetheart?” deku asks with his hands half up your skirt, thick fingers pressed against the crotch of your panties that are already embarrassingly slick and his freckled cheek resting on your shoulder. “that why you didn’t wanna go home with kaminari?” you squeak and drop the teaspoon to your counter, cute little face scrunched up and your heart hammering in your chest for izuku’s fingers are so skilled, sweetly drawing his name against your puffy clit, mouth mocking your moans and tugging against your earlobe. “why you let me in instead, is this your little gift to me, baby?”

you shakily whimper out a ‘yes’ and izuku almost wishes you’d said no, almost wishes you hadn’t been such an easy target so he didn’t have to take advantage of his darling little sidekick and your angel cunt, your sloppy little clit and tight hole that clamps down so fucking hard at just one finger.

poor you, poor baby— tears glimmering in your eyes as you grip the counter top, moans caught in your throat after izuku’s pulled his cock out and slipped it into your panties, languidly dragging his hips back and forth to get you nice and wet— teasing your entrance with the hot sticky tip of his cock. “tell me thank you, for being your first,” he goads you, having finally pushed in, stretching your tiny heat over his big cock, listening in delight for the creamy sound your sex makes as he slowly ruts into you from behind, barely letting you adjust. “c’mon baby, say ‘thank you izuku, for being my first.’”

“t-thank you izuku, f-for being… hic…my first.”

“so…f-fuck, so good baby.” izuku smiles, that same smile he has plastered on his handsomely tanned and freckled face— he kisses your shoulder next and hikes your leg up onto the counter to plough into your spongey walls a little deeper, jam right up against that spot which’ll feel good; make it stop hurting and instead make you gargle and gasp as if the air has been sucked out of your lungs. “oh. you’re so tight, so cute, perfect little virgin baby, huh?”

deku groans into your skin, drooling against your back before he presses his weight into you with every thrust— increasing the pace until there’s stars in your eyes. fumbling beside you, you reach for your hero’s hand, squeezing your interlaced fingers and lay limp beneath him— taking in the lewd squelch of your own pussy, the salacious mewls of your boss and the slap of his balls against your ass. you happily accept your fate as izuku’s virgin fuck toy; falling limp beneath his strong body.

“t-thank you, izuku,” you manage to slur, placated by being so full, drooling on your counter top with a hazy smile and judgement. “f’fucking me,”

and deku laughs, his warm hand that you trust so much on the base of your spine to arch your back a little more for him.

“you’re welcome baby,” he coos. “what are heroes for?”

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[tteokdoroki]

Just curious babe but are you in a baby fever mood? Loving all the things you’re posting and sharing but my own baby fever is raging from just imaging Katsuki as the soft and nearly perfect dad-even better if he’s a girl dad and is always down to throw on a tutu for his little princesses.

yes how did you know i have bakubaby-itis.

ok so my thing is, is that yourself and bakugou’s first kid is a baby girl and she’s the most spoiled little thing in the entire world :(

like he can never ever say no to her, it’s practically impossible because— she’s his first kid, he’s got a stable career, he can afford to take care of his family so of course that means bakugou is gonna do whatever he can to make his angel baby smile.

so you like come home from work one day, the agency having made you stay late to fill out damage request forms from your latest patrol or something and you cannot find your husband or your two year old anywhere.

there’s evidence of their activity all over the house — glitter in the living room that’ll be hard to remove, flour and sugar grains strewn across the kitchen where you think bakugou’s attempted to bake sugar cookies with your daughter (it smells like burning too), there’s crayon marks along some of the walls which you’ll have to have a word with him about later.

but the deeper you go into your home, the less evidence of them you find and your heart rate picks up— what if there’s been a break in? someone’s hurt? you know that your husband can handle himself, but katsuki using his quirk around your baby has always been a touchy subject, maybe something… maybe something has happened.

then you catch a glimpse of your daughter’s bedroom door open; and with your heart in your stomach you venture in, only to find your husband— the great and most feared dynamight passed out on the floor, drool on his bottom lip and stickers on his cheeks. there’s red glitter on the tips of bakugou’s hair and smeared across his eyelids, a pretty pink tutu snug on his slender hips and a plastic pink ‘alien queen’ themed tea cup hanging loose from his right hand ( courtesy of Aunty mimi or mina ).

you smoke and step further into your daughter’s room, hands on your hips when you catch her attempting to hold a tea cup to her red riot stuffie ( thank you uncle riot and bless her hand eye coordination ), still quite wide awake and babbling happily to herself. “c’mon sweetheart,” bed time,” you coo fondly, picking up your curly haired baby, lips smooshed into her chubby cheek as you hold her close despite the tutu she has on that matches her daddy’s. “it’s so late baby, must’ve worn daddy out s’much, huh?”

“mm!! mama!” she squeals in response, big red eyes full of love as you tuck her in and kiss her forehead goodnight. clean up will have to wait until tomorrow, you have to worry about getting katsuki into bed too now.

when you’ve woken him up ( embarrassed and almost as red as the glitter in his hair ), katsuki let’s you sit him down on the bed— swiping your makeup wipes over his stained cheeks while you sit in his lap, cleaning him up, you say. “you’ve spoiled her too much kats, s’nearly nine and a two year old has no business being up at that time.” you tell him, barely scolding him and smiling softly to yourself as the older bakugou starts to unbutton your hero costume from behind to help you out of it.

you still haven’t changed.

“where d’ya think she gets it from, hah? her momma’s a spoiled princess too,” bakugou tells you gruffly, voice laced with sleep, as you brush back his hair to remove stray glitter from his forehead. “b’sides, we wanted to wait up f’ya…” his warm fingers dig into the tense spot in your lower back, vermillion eyes looking up at you full of love and adoration. “can’t say no to her when she’s not the only one missin’ mummy.”

katsuki steals a kiss from you then, hot and a little sloppy like when you were teenagers and before you both became responsible parents— and you indulge him even though he oddly tastes like burnt sugar cookies and plastic, because you love katsuki, and sometimes it’s okay to spoil him back.

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omg have you seen those parents on tiktok where they pack lunch for their kids? i feel like bkg gets a tiktok account dedicated to packing lunch for them, some special tiktoks packing lunch for mama too hehe

please im chewing bricks rn :(( i love this

like katsuki with his cute little set up— his phone with your merch as his phone case on a tripod so he can get the right angles, and such, he’ll always introduce himself as “katsuki bakugou, dynamight, father of three— and no i won’t be yer fuckin’ daddy. ‘m married.” in his gruff voice, which is either sleepy if he’s doing a school run or pretty chipper if it means he gets to see you at the agency.

like okay, bakugou being a stay at home dad after your third kid ‘cause they’re like a miracle baby and he had a serious injury so he’s got time off— and kirishima suggested he make some kind of ‘parent tiktok’ to pass the time when the little one is sleeping. OKAY I DIGRESS BACK TO THE POINT

so bakugou is in charge of making cute little bentos :( two for the eldest whebever he’s taking them to school— preps a healthy main meal and snacks ‘cause “they’re growin’ kids, eat like a fuckin’ rugby team ‘n only two of them can have solids.” but he’ll say it with such pride, because bakugou loves nothing more than his children, if not you.

“kayako’s havin’ extra today since she wanted to try out fer her middle school’s football team. gonna make her something special, for good luck ‘n shit.” STOP? katsuki smiling at the camera so wide as he shows off the fresh batch of strawberries he picked with the kids at the weekend while you were away on a mission. he probably dips them in chocolate and puts them into those cute little fruit cases in the bottom layer of his daughter’s bento— happily chatting away about her, carefully explaining what he’s doing before he writes her a sweet note like.

‘good luck princess, knock ‘em dead - love dad’

in one of his other videos, katsuki rants along about his middle child— his son, the picky eater and how much you worried about him when he first started eating proper foods, you’d both tried everything until he was old enough to have rice and bakugou’s mother in law made your son— onigiri. ever since then, big burly dynamight in your cute and kiddy destroyed kitchen goes onto explain, he’d learned every way to make the perfect onigiri for his son and goes onto make them in dinosaur shapes as he packs them up for your boy.

sometimes, in the tiktoks where bakugou visits you at work, he’ll let your youngest sit with him on the counter and eat the veggies katsuki cuts up for the curry for you— he’ll let her help write a chicken scratch note saying they love you. he’ll film both of them walking to the agency with baby girl strapped to his chest and your surprised face when you see the loves of your life :(

it’s just so happy and nice <3

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Wait wait wait WAIT WHY ARENT THERE CRUMBS ABOUT HOCKEY TODOROKI?

dude dude stop omg

shouto todoroki isn’t particularly buff like the rest of his team, he’s athletic more so— fast, quiet. they never ever see him coming. most of the time they keep shou on the bench like he’s some sort of secret weapon, ready to tear the opposing team apart when his own are in a tight pinch.

hockey au todoroki is observant, he’s known to the ice hockey world to pick apart his opponent, fixating on their weakness— finding faults in their plays and playing his own little mind tricks on them until they fall apart beneath the blades on his skates.

hockey au todoroki doesn’t seem like he cares much for the sport, but he always shows up to practice on time even if bakugou yells at him for never missing a shot; he’s there for the team when someone gets injured or is quick to calm them down so no one gets a foul during brawls on the ice. no one knows about his plans for after college, shouto isn’t fussed but he hopes his friends and teammates and himself can go far in their college career— not to mention he’s been in a few spreads of sports U20 magazines… especially for how peaceful and graceful he looks in such a rough sport.

but hockey au todoroki rarely gets mad, in fact the only time he does is when he catches you getting yelled at by player on the team he just beat. you’re the girlfriend… from what he can tell; teary eyed but oh so pretty even when you cower because of your peace of shit boyfriend. shouto never takes part in the brawls— but the second he sees your ex raise his hand towards you in frustration, todoroki let’s his fist do the talking, a sick crack against this guy’s jaw echoing in the corridors between the changing rooms.

hockey au todoroki thanking fuck that A) coach aizawa isn’t around and B) kirishima taught him how to throw a punch just in case— though his fist hurts, the sheer height of the guy towering over your pathetic partner has them darting off back to their team with his tail between his legs.

“y-you should get that checked out,” you sniffle but manage a watery smile. “thank you… i’m sorry you had to see that.”

and hockey au shouto shakes his head, offering you his healthy hand. “i will if you come with me,” he says, not usually so forward. “i want to make sure he doesn’t come back for you.”

and who are you to say know to a hockey heartthrob.

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💜- just the thought of big muscular men holding their tiny baby. Big, scary men with battle scars littering their bodies just absolutely awestruck by their little baby, their cute chubby cheeks and funny legs, and how they giggle, and their big innocent eyes. These huge strong men making their baby look so so tiny while in their arms. And how these muscular men tell their wife to go back to bed when the baby starts crying in the middle of the night, and hugging their baby till the morning.

hiccups how dare u we’ll go with bakugou since i miss him so much :( so bakugou as a dad!

bakugou never thought he’d settle down, much less have a baby. he wasn’t sure he’d be any good at being a parent— growing up and being told you’re too rough or too callous, too loud or too obnoxious never did him any favours in that department, and so katsuki bakugou had a lot of reservations upon finding out that he was going to father the baby of his childhood sweetheart, that you were giving him love’s greatest gift— his very own kid.

the doubts were never about you, of course. you loved him in every way possible and showed katsuki that he deserved more than what people thought of him. you showed him that he could be tender, vulnerable and soft— you appreciated those sides of him too. so yes, none of his fears about fatherhood were in regards to you— but mostly himself. throughout your pregnancy, katsuki had whispered little insecurities and worries to your baby bump and little growing ball of life (at the time, barely weeks old and had not yet developed ears), you’d catch him with his nose deep into pregnancy books and ‘how to raise a child for dummies’ manuals. katsuki would never admit it, this big burly man who’s faced villains ten times as menacing as the next— he would never say it to your face, but he was scared to be a father.

to fuck up his kid.

you knew that he was afraid— it was written behind those gorgeous brownish flecks in the red of his eyes, you could tell when his heart sin he’d and breath shortened whenever you saw your little one over the monitor during an appointment. but you also knew, with how attentive and mindful he had been throughout your pregnancy (massages to swollen ankles, dashing out to the last open convenience store at 3am to appease your peanut butter and pickles cravings, holding your hand and brushing your teeth when after morning sickness— the whole lot.), that he would be an incredible father.

everything you thought about katsuki being a father to your baby girl comes true and all his worries melt away the moment he holds her— the very second her tiny chubby finger wraps around his, calloused and dangerous one. she looks a whole lot like you, only taking slight features from her father but oh does she have his eyes, bright and bold and red just like his— that catch the light like katsuki‘s do, that mirror his own with the same curiosity and adoration when they look at each other.

there is no safer place in the world than katsuki bakugou’s arms for your daughter— even if they’re scarred and burly, even if they make her look like a tiny bundle of orange and black blankies (curtesy of your husband’s friends and the dynamight agency)— she’s safe and loved in his arms, tucked into his chest because she prefers bakugou over you in terms of warmth (when you’re not feeding her of course). katsuki grows comfortable with the idea of being responsible for such a small human being, kissing the soles of her baby soft feet, letting his nose rub against her chubby little tummy and his lips drag through her soft tufts of peach fuzz hair.

oh he loves her, katsuki does, he adores his daughter more than anything in the world— he’s infatuated even. there’s not a thing he wouldn’t do for her too— he’s the first to change her diaper when she gets fussy and is the same to tickle her until she smiles (bakugou quickly became obsessed once his baby girl learned how to do that). he’ll stop you when the baby monitor goes off and you’re fumbling around in the dark to get to your sweet baby when it’s late at night. you only sink back into the sheets because bakugou beats you to the nursery every time and you blame his years of hero training,

it’s all worth it though, because every time you get to fall back asleep to the sound of katsuki singing your baby girl a lullaby.

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Okay, so no doubt you probably saw my spam of likes there on the hockey au lineup. but its just so amazing and just the most beautiful work of art i've ever read. i'll probably come back with a bunch of ideas, but i don't want to be overbearing or seem commanding. but imagine with hockey au midoriya where you have a figure skating competition and he brings the team. and theres just this group in the stands that clearly stands out

omg no worries abt the spam!! i love hearing ideas so you’re welcome any time but !! can you imagine :((

like it’s the first time in your relationship that hockey au!midoriya has come to support you at a figure skating competition because their season is over and aizawa eased up on practices so he’s super excited to see you in your element since you’re always coming to his games. deku will like pack up early after a session and the boys ask him where he’s headed :(

hockey au!midoriya getting all shy when he tells the team he’s out of town for the weekend to support you at your regionals and they all beg him to let them come along because you always take care of the team, bring them snacks and waters and teach them stretches/exercises to keep all their joints and muscles healthy. deku has to call you to at midnight the night before the first round to ask you to grab some spare tickets :(!!

now just imagine these big burly boys showing up to a rink full of pretty girls who are flexible beyond belief— sequins glistening and nearly blinding half the team, bakugou complaining that he can’t fucking see, kirishima desperate to get some snacks for the occasion and a good seat to cheer you on, kaminari and shindou are probably sniffing out numbers they can get from girls and shouto just wants some warm merch to wear.

hockey au midoriya who spots your coaches helping you to stretch, fluttering around you to make sure your costume with his jersey number embroidered into its skirt is in place. “i would tell you break a leg but i don’t think that’s considered good luck in this sport.” he breathes, freckles rising on his cheeks as he smiles down at you now in his arms— as charming as the day you first met.

“i don’t think so either,” you hum and stand on the tip of blade on your skate so you can brush your lips over his. and then deku kisses you, large hand on the small of your back, guiding you into the warmth of his chest— a good luck kiss. the team lets out a rather loud series of cheers which earn them glares from the 12 year olds in the junior section, those of which are rather intimidating.

when you skate out for your programme you immediately see your boys amongst your coaches and family, your smile for the show even brighter than before— gliding across the ice as you hear their cheers above the rest and even the music. for some reason; shouto knows all the names to your moves, the triple axel, the lutz, your sweeping camel spin.

hockey au midoriya’s eyes fill with tears, proud ones at the emotions you’re able to pour into figure skating because he never knew something on the ice could be so intricate and beautiful :( and the team have to stop him from running out into the rink when your programme comes to an end and you wave up to the boys with a proud smile.

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*slides 20 under the table* any thoughts on fwb bakugo?

love, 🍭

*uses the 20 to take you on a date*

OKOK so i don’t think bakugou is the type of guy to indulge in hook up culture— sex is a very intimate thing for him, and he doesn’t just have it it’s anyone. he needs like, a romantic connection to feel something for the person he’s tying his pleasure to.

so when he becomes your fwb it’s literally only because he’s in love with you.

you’d be like his best friend, and he’d have watched you get your heartbroken over and over again by the worst types of people. and one day he’s keeping an eye on you while you drink and cry over your ex, bakugou doing his best to comfort you until you get too close, asking him why no one’s ever loved you properly even when you put up with bad sex. bakugou mentions something about how he could probably do better, one thing leads to another and that’s how you end up sleeping together for the first time.

and everything falls into sink, katsuki knows your body like no one else— he folds you up just right, fingers reaching deep inside you, gliding along your walls cause he gets you so wet just by talking and praising you for being so good for him. katsuki is the only person to have ever made you cum that hard and that fast on his cock, the stroke of his hips slow, calculated to hit that spot that drives you up the wall.

you’ve never had sex like that before, sweaty and nasty and up all night. you’d be a fool to not keep bakugou around for lonely nights where you crave someone else’s touch. the only catch for him is that you’ll never see him in the way he hopes— he’s your friend but he’s the dick that takes your mind off of things, the heartache. you can call him and katsuki will always be there.

even if you won’t kiss him, or hold his hand or look him in the eyes when he makes you cum.

because even if you use him, katsuki will always love you enough to want to make you feel good.

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