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writingpiecesak · 2 days
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Hiii can you right a bakugo x severely injured reader
we dont get enough of these😓😓 IF YOU DO THANK YOUUU
Hiii , wasn’t sure how much severely injured or if blood was okay butttt yes! Love this idea!! ❤️
also it’s pretty lengthy lol i wasn’t sure when to stop 😅 also I had this song in mind while writing this.
It was supposed to be a simple evacuation mission. Simply guide the residents to safety and rescue any injured civilians then take them to the medical tents for treatment. You were assigned to Ground Group B, go through each alley way of apartments and help civilians out of harm's way. Your partner dashed off to help the others taking on Slade and his minions. You moved quickly and silently, you never knew who could be lurking about.
“It’s okay, you’re safe now, take my hand.” You extended your arm out to a terrified child, hiding behind the dumpsters covered in dirt. The air was filled with dust and rubble from the fallen buildings, the child looked to you, his hand trembling in fear. You waited patiently till his hand was fully in yours, and slowly you guided him out of his hiding spot.
“Alright, don’t let go okay? Stay with me, you’ll be okay.” You reassured him.
Your other hand stayed hovered above your thigh holster, securing a flare gun in case you needed aid to your position. You were holding his hand tightly as you walked through the streets desperately trying to find the route you knew that led to safety.
With the thickness of the dusty air clouding your vision, you decided to use your quirk to help light the way. Your quirk, Rays, is able to make waves of blinding lights enough to illuminate a dark forest and when concentrated enough can blind an enemy for a whole five minutes. But for now, you used only enough as a flashlight would.
“yo sunshine, what are your coordinates?”
His voice startled you for a moment, only a moment until annoyance took over.
“What did I say about calling me that?” You tap your ear piece that has a built-in mic that withstands over 200 meters and works connectively like Bluetooth.
“Tsk, you still respond to it. Where are you?”
You roll your eyes, “I’m here on the ground, trying to help this kid I found to a medic tent. He has some surface wounds.”
You glanced back at the young kid who naively sucked his thumb as a way to help make himself feel safe. You chuckled.
“Where's your partner? I thought there was a buddy system.”
“Oh you mean Aoyama? He took off, said he wanted to help you guys fight Slade. Didn’t really give me a choice, isn’t he there?” You whispered, peering around a corner of a building scoping out for any signs of threat.
“No…he isn’t, wait so you’re alone?”
You smiled softly, “Aww, are you worried about little ol’ me, Katsuki? Don’t worry, I can take care of myself.”
“I never doubted that Sunshine. Just don’t like the idea of you alone out there.”
A soft smile played on your lips, “You don’t like the idea of me period, Suki.” You said sarcastically.
“Tsk, never that Sunshine.”
This fun little banter you had going on with Katsuki actually helped ease your nerves a bit. You both had this secret push and pull game you two played together and it was really the best thing you could cling to at a time like this. You didn’t like the idea of being alone, especially with obscured vision and in the presence of a young civilian. You could light the entire block if you wanted but you didn’t want to give away your position to potential threats.
“Katsuki?” You questioned when static was playing through your ear piece.
“H-He’s –––stay–—move!”
You stopped in your tracks trying to make sense of those broken parts of his voice. Your breathing became more heavy and you quickly tugged the kid closer, lifting him to your arms basically carrying him as his legs instinctively wrapped around your waist.
“Is the bad guy here?” The young boy asked nervously.
“I’m not sure. We have to hide for now.” You started to run down the street in hopes of just finding the evacuation zone by luck.
“He’s gone! Slade left the field, stay where you are, don't move!”
You were listening to his words yet at the same time a figure in the distance was emerging. Your eyes squint trying to make out if this was a friend or foe. You stopped in your place and waited for some kind of signal, the figure was walking closer but something about them seemed injured almost as if they were limping.
Another civilian? You thought, slowly placing the child down slowly on his two feet. You started to approach the person but the young boy tugged on your hand, his eyes pleading you to stay. You crouched down to meet his eye level.
“I have to see if they need my help. They could be hurt.” You patted his head affectionately.
You took a deep breath and turned to the person, who stood there not making a sound nor were they walking towards you anymore. You proceeded with caution, shimmering light emerging from the palms of your hands.
“Are you okay, do you need some help?” You shouted, taking baby steps closer, your gut was fighting your steps telling you to turn back, to run, to hide, to blind this person before they could hurt you.
You should’ve trusted your gut.
Your eyes grew wider as you saw this person raise his arms, aiming for a sonic boom clap, but not at you. Your eyes traveled to where their hands were pointed and horror filled your veins. There was no injured civilian. This was Slade.
His sonic boom clap would send this kid to oblivion, killing him instantly. Your feet quickly took off heading back for the kid who stood there fidgeting with his fingers. Every step from your feet echoed in your head, and for a ration second, you threw your hand back and used Ray to its full extent, waves of blistering white hot light shot out from your hand instantly blinding Slade causing him to throw his aim off.
At the very last second, his hands clapped and his sonic boom trashed to the nearby building. Cracks spiderwebbed across the walls, and the ground trembled beneath their feet. The young kids' eyes were full of panic and tears. You were close, so close. Just enough to grab him but then debris rained down from above, shattering windows and blocking your only pathway to reach for him. With each passing moment, the building groaned under the strain, its supports buckling under the immense pressure. The building began to crumble. Floors pancaked on top of each other as the structure collapsed in on itself.
With the surge of desperation you reached out for the kid and in a blink of an eye, you pulled him out of his stand still panic state, and tossed him to the other side of the street, clearing him from the damage that’s now been done.
The kid cried out as he watched rocks of cement topple over you and bury you inside. Dust and smoke filled the air once again, the boy crawling over trying to remove any pieces of debris. He couldn’t leave you. Not after you saved him.
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“Damn what was that!” Denki shouted, pointing towards the town where different groups of rescuers were dispatched. Their eyes watched as smoke rose from the unknown to them, a fallen building. Katsuki had a bad feeling, he turned away, turning his mic back on.
“Sunshine? Come in Sunshine?”
“Who’s Sunshine?” Ashido tuned in, “He means y/n, only he calls her that for whatever reason.” Denki reminded her.
“Shut up assfaces! Sunshine, come in, what was that explosion?”
His only response was static. He chewed his bottom lip and ripped off his ear piece in frustration. He took a glance at his group, fairly enough everyone was doing okay with minor injuries. His head was doing backflips and somersaults trying to think if you were okay.
“Sunsh–Y/n isn’t answering her coms.” He informed Izuku.
“Wait really? Maybe she’s with her group rounding up the civilians and heading to the hospital.”
“That’s shit, she would’ve answered me. I’m going to look for her.” He pushed aside Izuku.
“W-Wait Kachan you can’t go by yourself!”
“Try and stop me.” He sneered before taking off.
He blasted through the air heading towards the faded smoke cloud only to see that Izuku was right on his tail following him. He scoffed but didn’t reject any help.
His mind was racing with possibilities. Maybe you were farther than 200 meters. Maybe Izuku was right, you could be at the hospital right now tending to victims' needs. Or perhaps your ear piece fell out. Anything was better than what his mind was creating.
“Down there!” Izuku pointed.
Katsuki's eyes saw the fallen building and a small kid sitting against the rubble hugging his knees. The two landed right by and immediately went to the crying child. Izuku, handling kids better than Katsuki, took charge.
“Hey little guy, are you alright? What’s wrong, what happened here?” He helped dust him off and wipe away his tears.
“Bad guy..” He sniffled.
Meanwhile, Katsuki was looking around for any information or indication on your whereabouts. Checking the ground for a broken earpiece. He could ask for the story later but right now his only concern was you. There was no one in sight. His heart was falling to the pits of his stomach, his breathing becoming shallow at the narrowing of possibilities.
“A-And then, she sa-saved me.”
“Who kid?” Katsuki quickly pulled the kid towards him, also crouched down to his size. The young boy only lowered his head, tears flowing through as his small hand pointed to the pile of rubble besides them.
Both Izuku and Katsuki's eyes slowly looked over to what he had pointed at. Katsuki’s heart pounded in his chest as he frantically began sifting through the debris, his hands bloodied and trembling with each movement. Every fiber of his being was consumed by the desperate need to find you, his Sunshine. With each passing moment, his fear intensified, driving him to dig deeper, to search harder, refusing to accept the possibility of you being lost to him forever. Every tug on another rock, his eyes were filling, stinging of tears that threatened to fall. His sniffles reminded him what he could possibly lose. No more fun banter. No more Sunshine jokes. No more late night talks. No more pranks pulled. No more secret stargazing. No more teasing of his hair. No more beautiful smiles when you laughed. No more stolen glances. No more shy compliments that make you blush. No more. No more you.
And then, amidst the rubble, he saw you. You laid motionless, battered and broken, your body barely recognizable beneath the broken glass and concrete. Horror washed over him as he knelt beside you, his hands shaking as he gently cradled you in his arms. Tears welled in his eyes as he whispered your name, praying for a sign of life. But you remained still, your breathing shallow and faint. He brushed your hair to the side letting rugged sobs escape his lips.
Izuku immediately discharged his flare gun while talking to his teammates on their coms, informing them on the situation at hand. Katsuki holding you dearly, praying for a miracle, for you to open your eyes and just joke about how much you scared him.
“Please..please Sunshine..please open your eyes.” He begged.
“Katsuki maybe we should–” His eyes darted to the crying child.
“I’m not leaving her!” Katsuki screamed out, his voice hoarse.
Every fiber of his being ached with sorrow as he struggled to comprehend the magnitude of the tragedy that had befallen them. The weight of guilt and helplessness bore down on him, threatening to crush his spirit as he grappled with the realization that he had failed to protect the one person who meant everything to him. Tears blurred his vision as he knelt beside the pile of debris, his heart torn asunder by the devastating loss. In that moment, Katsuki felt an overwhelming sense of emptiness, as if the very essence of his being had been ripped away, leaving nothing but a hollow shell in its wake.
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tired-teacher-blog · 27 days
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Husband Bakugou who couldn't stop his streaming tears and proud smile while gazing at you walking down the isle, and even now, he still gets flustered and whiney whenever you teasingly remind him of it.
Husband Bakugou who has one of your wedding photos framed and sitting beautifully on his office desk, it's a constant reassurance that you belong to him, and the reminder is enough to bring a smile to his face.
Husband Bakugou who bombards you with calls and texts throughout the day, especially if away on a mission, asking about your day and how you're doing without him, scolding you if you've missed a meal or haven't gotten enough sleep, and then, - and with a tinge of bashfulness- uttering the softest I love you's and promising to come back to you soon.
Husband Bakugou who likes the closeness you share with his parents, he sees the affection in their behavior towards you and it warms his heart.
Husband Bakugou who is "your personal chef" as he calls himself, enjoys making your favorite dishes and loves the squeals of excitement you let out after every bite.
Husband Bakugou who showers you with expensive gifts with or without an occasion, he can't help it either, you're always on his mind so whenever something pretty catches his attention, he buys it for you without hesitation.
Husband Bakugou who boasts about you in front of everyone, arms crossed over his chest and a smug expression plastered across his face as he goes on and on about you.
Husband Bakugou who hates going to bed alone, whines and grumbles because it's cold and uncomfortable without you, and forces you to adapt to his sleeping schedule so you can be wrapped in his arms and ready to slumber by ten at most.
Husband Bakugou who usually wakes up before you do and spends God-knows-how-long admiring your peaceful features with love filled eyes and a gentle smile on his lips before finally tracing your soft skin with even softer caresses and kisses, and a husky "good morning beautiful".
Husband Bakugou who can hardly keep his hands and lips to himself when you're around, biting, kissing, groping, touching, and you've gotten so used to it that your body now craves his attention even in public.
Husband Bakugou who likes when you use his shower products because then you'll be carrying his scent wherever you go, it's "an assholes' repellent" as he describes it.
Husband Bakugou who gets painfully hard whenever you waltz around the house wearing one of his shirts and acting all innocent and nonchalant, he accuses you of doing it on purpose while pounding your pussy on the nearest surface he can find, but you'll never admit he's right.
Husband Bakugou who always fucks you with the intention of getting you pregnant, and loses his mind when you happily announce that you are.
Husband Bakugou who is now also your bodyguard, watches over you like a hawk and tends to your every need as warmth fills his heart while lovingly observing your belly grow, and counting the days until your delivery.
Husband Bakugou whose tears and chuckles mix in a mess as he gently picks up his baby for the first time and leans in to kiss you deeply, vowing to be forever by your side, and voicing his undying love for you, yet again.
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katsukiizmoon · 10 months
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╰┈➤ ꒰🍓 ♥️🌶 ┊makeout sessions + BKG꒱
『♡』 making out, praising, affection, slow making out bc I know katsuki absolutely loves it,
Slow hands find grip on the fat of your thighs, thumbs rubbing circles. The apartment AC whirrs, cooling the air around your warmed bodies. You puff out a short breath, hands trailing up his body.
Katsuki hums at the feeling of your hands on his chest, one hand coming to your lower back. He pulls you closer with a thick palm, licking into your mouth and savoring the way you taste.
Your lips break from his for only a moment, to breathe, before you’re back on him. Your thumb rubs over his nipple, once, then twice to get a reaction. He lets out a grunt and jostles you in his lap.
The TV long forgotten, murmuring in the background, you soak in everything he gives you. His thick fingers slide to grip your ass, pulling you closer, and you wrap your arms around his neck.
One of your hands comes to tug at his blonde roots and it makes him float. He kisses you, slow and lazy. He allows every noise you elicit to come to the surface, not bothering to suppress anything. You’re leaving a peck to his lips, slow and soft, and then trailing down his neck.
He hums again at your tongue on his skin. It makes him so hot and bothered- ready to spring into action. But today you’re moving so slow, the both of you. You’re taking your time like he’s going to disappear when you’re finished.
Katsuki resists the urge to buck up and allows you to suck deep purple and red splotches along his body. Unspoken rule that he’ll never bitch about the marks.
A thick, large hand finds his way to your hair and he lightly grips at the base of your skull so you’ll pull back and look at him. And god is he a sight to behold.
His lips are puffy and swollen, slick with spit. His face burns coral, prominent cheek bones and jaw line stinging with affection. And his eyes- oh, his eyes.
They stare into your own like he’s memorizing every detail of your existence. As if he was to carve a statue replica of you. And cherry irises flick down to your lips before his tongue is back in your mouth for the umpteenth time.
It makes a desperate, needy sound leave you. But in a slow, gentle movement he’s picking you up to lay you on your back. He takes special care to assure a pillow is under your head on the couch.
His hands wander, touching every part of your body he can in awe. And he starts to kiss, nice and easy again. Like he’s scared you’ll break if he moves too fast. He’s wearing the small, gold chain you got him for Christmas and it dangles, laying on top of your throat as he swallows up your love.
“My pretty little angel.” Katsuki murmurs, gruff and from somewhere deep within his soul.
You hum out in appreciation, arms winding around his neck and shoulders to pull him in. His length presses against your core but you make no effort to move.
You take the time to nibble on his bottom lip, massaging his shoulders with gentle hands. His hands take purchase on the back of your thighs and he rubs circles. His body, large and all muscle, lays so that he is slotted between you. Pressing against you in all the right places and ways, heavy.
“Yeah pretty ?” You gasp between kisses, and it’s got a sound one could only equate to a whimper coming from him.
“Prettiest thing on this earth, Katsuki.” And for the second time that day he whimpers, soaking in the praise.
He finds himself comfortable, ignoring the matter between his legs for the much more important one laid out in front of him. You invite him into your soul like he’s being offered tea and cookies.
You spend time like that, allowing one another to just be. To drink in praise and hold each other’s body so close it almost hurts. And Katsuki wonders what he ever did to deserve this.
Someone who’s willing to move slow, kiss him deeply and praise him all the while. It makes his head spin, his knees weak.
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mysicklove-main · 11 months
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Bakugou was not a jealous man. He was confident in your love for him and was completely fine with you having a guy best friend. Izuku Midoriya. It was fine, he has worked through the kinks with the boy and now they were good. Besides, he wasn't going to dictate your friends. The two of you aren't romantically into one another. Everything was completely fine. You like him. Nothing is wrong.
He repeated these lines in his head as he stares at your figure sitting on the couch across the room. You were sleeping and looked so cute, but the only problem is, you were passed out on Izuku.
You use both of your arms to wrap around his muscular one and are gently snoozing with your head conveniently on the soon-to-be hero's upper arm.
Izuku, knowing the blonde well enough, offered to move immediately when he saw him walk into the room. But, Katsuki, as stubborn as he is, brushed it off and pretended it meant nothing to him. Which it does. It doesn't mean anything, it's good that you are sleeping. You need to rest.
It was fine. You were just sleeping, you probably didn't even mean to cling to your best friend. He knows exactly how clingy you were in your sleep. Besides, Izuku doesn't even seem to take much notice, chatting away with the rest of his classmates.
Almost like he was used to this. Katsukis eye twitches, and he scowls. It was fine. Completely fine.
A whine slips from your lips and everyone's eyes fall to you. In your half-awake state, you turn your body closer to Izukus and throw a leg over his. You quietly murmur, “Kats..”, before nuzzling your head into the arm and going back to sleep.
Izuku laughs and ruffles your hair affectionately. The class begins their dramatic cooing and begins to snap as many photos as they could.
Katsuki clenches his fist. If he sees one photo of you curled up to the extra he knows he is going to lose his mind. Especially when you are mumbling his own name.
His stubbornness can go to hell.
He stands up and paces over toward the two of you, and Izuku turns, smiling hesitantly knowing what's to come. Your classmates whine about their pictures being ruined. He ignores them and then process scoops you up, gently moving your arms from Izukus to his own, and holds back a grin when you immediately latch onto him.
He walks back to the couch, he was alone on, and plops himself down, before repositioning you to make it comfortable for the both of you. You cling onto his forearm and sit on his lap facing his chest. He gently pushes the back of your hair, so you lean your head into the crook of his neck and rests his hand there for security.
Once satisfied, he huffs and leans back against the couch with an arrogant half-grin. He pauses, waiting for the rush of his classmates, but nothing happens. His scowl appears again. “Well, aren't you extras going to take some damn pictures?” He scolds, and as on cue, his classmates start rushing over.
You begin to stir awake at his booming voice and pull yourself away from his neck. “Katsuki?” You mumble, trying to fight away the sleep.
He looks down at you with a frown and pushes your head back into his neck. “Sleep.”
You just sigh, squirm to get more comfortable, and finally drift back to sleep. He looks up at his classmates, who are silently freaking out.
“Continue.”
He already dreads the moment when he has to ask Eijiro to send the photos to him.
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2kmps · 7 months
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katsuki likes how it feels to put lotion on your skin after a shower.
notes; 0.4k, aged up! + husband!bakugou, a bit suggestive
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bakugou didn't like the way lotion felt on his hands, but loved how it felt to smooth it across your skin after a fresh shower. you would emerge from the bathroom carrying the bottle pump hooked against the webbing in your fingers, wrapped cozy and warm in a bathrobe while wispy grey tendrils of steam floated up into the air and dissipated.
you always meant to apply it while watching a show with him, a leisurely part of your self-care immersed in an amicable, easy silence while scarcely hearing the hum of voices from the television. his interest in the screen never lasted long, not when you'd hike the hemline of your robe up the apex of your thighs, squeeze some of the sweet-smelling cream into your hands and spread it along the length of your legs.
he'd have to remember not to clench his jaw, that he still needed to swallow and take breaths when the burn became too much in his chest. your skin glistened and glowed under the dim light overhead; he could already feel how soft you'd feel later.
"want me to get your back?" he sounded a little too eager, especially since he was already sneaking a finger behind your collar, teasing you with some light tugs. "you ain't gonna be able to reach."
of course, he was right and you obliged him by untying the front, letting the fabric slip off your shoulders and pool in your waist.
he liked to squirt it directly on your back, making your body bend away as you hissed, but eased into him again as his large, rough hands caressed your skin.
the glide was effortless, the smell nostalgic to a time when you were first dating and he had mentioned it "wasn't bad". he couldn't imagine you wearing anything else now.
you became more malleable against his palms, leaning into the power of his hands while he kneaded your shoulders, gliding down between them to press indents with his thumbs, moving lower still parallel to your spine as though memorizing the natural concave all the way to your ass.
"your shitty coworkers are always fuckin' up my work," his voice rumbled behind your ear, making you wither and shudder. "no matter how many times I get out the knots, you come home all tensed up again."
bakugou's hands roamed along to your stomach, still slick as they traveled higher to your chest and his lips left a lasting, hot trail from your ear to your neck.
you suddenly felt bare as he yanked the robe off of your body and threw it across the room.
"it's getting in the way."
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divider; @/anlian-aishang
repost from my deleted blog: cardeneiv
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luvrkay · 9 months
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on your knees
Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he strokes his long cock slowly. you watch with lust filled eyes as his hand moves up and down his length, mouth open ready and waiting for him to use your mouth. he lets it slap against your lips once, then twice before he's pushing the angry red tip past your parted lips.
your lips close around the head, moaning quietly as the first drop of his cum hits your tongue. your head bobs up and down slowly, taking more of him each time until he's hitting the back of your throat. your pull away to catch your breathe, letting your tongue lap at the slit drinking down the precum that drips from his slit.
"fuck baby, just like that" Katsuki grunts, shallowly thrusting into your mouth. his fat tip hits the back of your throat, forcing out a gag as tears flood your waterline, the black eyeliner you applied this morning runs down your face and katsuki thumbs the tears away gently.
Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he fucks your throat, hand roughly pushing your head down, forcing his fat cock down your throat.
he's close, you can tell by the way he twitches in your mouth, your hand comes up to gently massage his balls, toying with them in your hand as you swallow around him.
you let out a moan as the first drop of Katsuki's cum hits your tongue, you take him in deeper, feeling it hit the back of your throat and you make sure to swallow it all.
Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he bends down and kisses you, forcing his tongue into your mouth, the taste of him still lingering on your tongue. "fuck i love you"
AN: I’m bored so I’m taking requests! Please don’t hesitate to send some in!
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ravewoodx · 2 years
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ms-fade · 7 months
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So Imagine..
Katsuki Bakugo
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Collage!Katsuki Bakugo x fem!reader. 18+
This is pretty much sleepy sex because I thought about it, very short but i wanted to share.
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Kats was so tired from the training session today. The professor was extra hard, the only break was lunch and then to take a sip of water. He worked himself so hard that his body was almost done, his mind tired and eyes droopy from exhaustion. But when he got to his dorm he took you into his arms and laid you down on his bed to hold you. It was peaceful as he fell asleep while clinging to you like a koala and didn’t let you go. Until he woke up about a few hours later as you watched tv and still in his arms.
His cock was painfully hard and all he could think about was being in that sweet warm cunt of yours. So after a few wet sloppy kisses, and some moving to take off your clothes and pull down his. He was so slow and soft when he pushed inside of you, his voice louder because he was so tired and sensitive. His arms held you close into his chest as he thrust ever so slowly inside and out, making your cunt get wetter and wetter by the moment.
Baby boy was just fucking you until he couldn’t anymore. You moaned and push back into him, knowing he needed this from the day he had. “Please,” he muttered into your shoulder “I need to come inside.” He wasn’t one for begging like he did but sleepy katsuki was different. He was needy and whiny. You, of course agree and started to roll your hips to make him feel better. “Anything you need.”
The two of you making sleepy love. Usually you had rough sex that left bruises and scratches on both of your bodies. But this was the opposite and you enjoy it just as much knowing you were taking care of him. He cums inside you with a big moan into your ear that pushed you over the edge while his load filled you up.
He was almost out like a light with his cock inside of you, keeping all the cum in your hole. “Keep it in…” that was all he said before he closes his eyes and passes out. You did as he asked and kept him inside of you all night until you needed to get up, but it was a struggle getting him to let go of you in his sleep.
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moumouton4 · 3 months
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Just Like A Candy || Katsuki Bakugo x fem!reader
A/n : Okay it's been so long since I've written a fic of my one ! I don't know what this is but it's sweet and funny ! 😘 Happy new year everyone, wish y'all health, sucess and love 💙💚
A/n 2 : I love this theory but still don't think Katsuki would smell like this, a bit like when people say Dabi would smell like leather you know
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Warning : None, just fluff
Summary : You smell like a fricking candy today and everyone is wondering from where it comes. Little did they know it's not from where but rather from whom
I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it
Words count : 1290
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“I can assure you I didn’t change my parfum Mina” you answered one more of the plethora of questions she was asking you.
“Your routine then ?” she inquired.
“You know I don’t do routines” you chuckled at her insistence.
“Well then you’re spending your days making caramel in a bakery because you sure smell like candies” she laughed.
You only shook your head laughing at her antics. Truth be told, you knew that this lingering sugary parfum may be the consequence of spending the past evenings in your explosive boyfriend’s sheets. It’s true that it’s been a week that you both took a new step in your relationship. It’s been a while you’ve been dating but recently Katsuki felt the need to have you closer to him, and since he was the one to go sleep early, instead of throwing out of his room when the strokes of 9 pm arrived, he one day asked you if you didn’t want to stay the night.
Well it sounded more like an “Oi ! Where do you think you’re going dumbass ?”
“Well it’s 9 pm so I’ll let you go to sleep-”
“And since when dumbasses like you take initiatives” he flickered your forehead before his voice got softer “Just spend the night there, okay ?” he asked.
And of course you accepted. But this quickly turned into a daily thing, ending up in you both always sharing either his or your bed at night. Sometimes he’d lend you some clothes if you asked for - and he would never admit it to anyone else - but even if most of the time it was his clothes that were wearing you, you looked incredibly fine and attractive in them.
“Mine” he would grumble murmur under his breath as he holds you tight against his warm body, his chin resting on the top of your head. His arms squeezing you ever so slightly, a silent testament to his deep rooted love for you.
His warmth both physical and emotional provided you a cocoon in which sleep felt like a piece of heaven. Even the room felt warm and comforting, as if smelled just like him, a sort of balmy caramel. Only a few people noticed that he smelled so - or more his quirk made him smell so - because the day he usually concealed it with some eau de Cologne, but of course everyone who came into his room could smell the sweet perfume it held.
Cuddling with him you breathed in his scent “You smell so good Kat. Just like a candy”
“Shut up idiot” he mumbled, feeling the red rushing to his cheeks.
“But you’re my little snack, aren’t you ?” you teased. That day you won by K.O. as he buried his face to the other side in his pillow so you wouldn’t see how flustered he looked.
But knowing you liked this smell so much, the tiny bit of self-consciousness he had about the smell being so uncanny of his persona faded, and he started using less and less Cologne, letting his true self shine bright ( like a diamond )
And as I was saying, it’s evident that with all the time you daily spent with him, you would start smelling like him, and even more when you’re wearing his shirts, or yours that stayed too long in his wardrobe. Everyone obviously knew that Katsuki and you were dating, I mean it was evident considering the deadly stare he gave every man who walked 4 meters away from you. But also everyone was far away from thinking that Katsuki would smell so… sweet.
And so as today, your friends, Mina and soon after Kyoka were fixated about your new perfume that made you smell like a threat, on Katsuki’s side his friends noticed a slight change in the air as well.
In the living areas of the dorms, Eijiro and Katsuki were in the middle of a discussion when Denki walked towards them,although he wasn't interested in taking part in the discussion, his opinion changed radically when the sweet smell tickled his nostrils “Hey do y’all smell that ? Who tried to sneak popcorn before me ?” he asked, his eyes looking everywhere, he was surely drooling at the thought of the corn snack.
As the explosive was about to roar about how he just interrupted their conversation, his best friend spoke first “I don’t smell anything” after all he was used to hanging out with him either to play video games with the pomeranian haired boy or to spare in the training room.
Excessively sniffing in the air Denki went on “I know the smell of good food when I smell it. Don't you smell anything Katsuki ?"
"Tshh you heard Shitty Hair, nobody's eating idiot"
Soon after Sero entered the common room. He too noticed the longing scent as he hovered near his friends. Concentrating a little more, the two boys came to a conclusion "Don't you think it smells like the perfume of one of the girls in class ?" remarked the raven haired boy, looking at the ceiling.
"Ooooh yes now that you mention it" he murmured. And it didn't take them more than 5 minutes to come to the following conclusion "Y/n !!!" they both exclaimed.
Meanwhile Eijiro and Katsuki went back to their discussion, just before being pulled out by Denki, who exclaimed, "I should have known she is the sweetest of us all-"
"You've got something to add Dunce Face" Katsuki stood up as he rolled up his sleeve, his fist rising dangerously close to the electric's face. Only to lower it when you entered the room, he knew you didn't like him hitting your friends of the Bakusquad.
"What's happening there ?" you asked, your feet instinctively bringing you to your boyfriend, who wasted no time in wrapping a protective arm around your waist.
This didn't stop Denki from moving to your other side, to put his intuition into practice, but as he inhaled your perfume he realized that the scent wasn't as pronounced as the one he'd smelled when only Eijiro and Katsuki were in the common room. The expression on his face was one of pure bewilderment. He honestly thought it was you who smelled like that.
“Move away asshole !” Katsuki urged, his blood boiling at the sight of Denki sniffing his girlfriend. The other boy jumped like a cat, his eyes still wild as his brain struggled to connect the dots. You looked at your boyfriend trying as well to understand.
“Aren’t you supposed to smell sweet ?” the dazzling boy asked, only to be shooed once again by the explosive who started to have enough looking at your friends smelling his girlfriend “That’s not her dumbass it’s me. And it’s not sweet !” he growled, his arm tightening ever so slightly around your waist.
Under his breath Eijiro murmured a little “manly” at his best friend’s revelation.
“Nooo you’re kidding, this smells so good” Denki mused but Katsuki seemed even more angered “This smells like nitroglycerin ready to explode your moron’s face ! So get lost !” he roared, his other hand crackling and sparkling, this time effectively getting rid of Denki.
You chuckled at his antics “He has a point though, you smell so good babe” you said making the blush creep onto his cheeks. This time he didn’t say anything, his eyes shifting between yours and the wall behind you, before he pressed a light and quick kiss on your forehead and spoke for only you to hear “I’m glad you think so… dumbass” and with that he drew you closer to his chest, eager for the time to come, so you two would be able to enjoy one of those so cherished cuddling session you have every night.
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kiribakuincorrect · 8 months
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Kirishima: this is real
Bakugo : I know
Kirishima: you're my husband
Bakugo : I'm your husband
Kirishima: you married me… in front of people
Bakugo: i know. i was there
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linahopeeeee · 1 year
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ღ Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x reader
ღ Summary: Katsuki wants you to sit on his face.
ღ words: 800
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“c’mon baby just sit down” Katsuki mumbles from beneath you. He hasn’t shaved in a couple of days and his stubble tickles the inside of your thigh from where his head is trapped between your thighs as he tries to coax you into sitting on his face. “don’t you want me to make you feel good?”
You chew at your bottom lip hesitantly. Its not that you don’t want to do it, hell your so horny you could cry, it’s just your scared. What if you hurt him? What if you’re so lost in the pleasure that you miss his warnings that he can’t breathe? What if you accidentally kill your boyfriend?
“can you please just sit down” Katsuki sighs annoyed at how long its taking for you to sit down
How would you even explain that to the cops? you think to yourself, ignoring your boyfriends pleas. Like yes sir I sat on his face and now he’s dead. Yeah, no thanks
With one last loud obnoxious sigh, two strong hands make their way to your thighs, forcing your cunt down onto his face. You barely have time to react before Katsuki’s wrapped his lips around your clit. A broken moan leaves you as your hands grip the headboard in an attempt to help you stay upright.
“fuck kats” you moan out as your boyfriend licks his way through your folds, moaning against you as his tongue collects your slick. He flicks his tongue inside your tight walls before taking your clit back into his mouth, sucking harshly on the puffy nub.
You’re so lost in the pleasure that you don’t realize that you’ve started grinding yourself down on his face, until he’s pinching the inside of your thigh causing you to gasp softly. “Sorry!” you squeak out.
You feel rather than hear his response. The vibrations on your clit enough to have to falling forward into the wall. Katsuki dives back into your pussy with fervor, alternating between sucking on your clit harshly, and using his tongue to lap up your juices as if he hasn’t had a sip of water in days.
“fuck you taste so good” he tells you when he comes back up for air. you steal a glance down at him, cheeks instantly heating up at the sight below you. Katsuki’s face is covered in your slick. From his nose down to his chin, is completely soaked, and Katsuki loves it. Just knowing that you only get this wet for him has his cock aching in his shorts. You must know it too the way your hand sneaks behind you, palming him over his shorts as he groans against you.
A hiss escapes his lips as you pull his shorts down enough to have his dick spring free, slapping his stomach. You lick one of your palms before taking him into your hand, giving a few experimental tugs when you get an idea.
Katsuki makes a sound of confusion as you pull yourself away from his mouth, lips falling into a smirk as you turn yourself around, positioning your ass right in front of his face. You take his dick in your hand once more, this time bending down and giving a few kitten licks to the tip, moaning around the head as Katsuki takes your clit back into his mouth, tongue swirling around the bundle of nerves.
Tired of your teasing, Katsuki thrusts himself up and into your mouth, snorting softly when he hears you gag slightly. You pout, but begin bobbing your head up and down regardless, taking him further and further each time.
You manage to get away 2/3 of the way down, before he’s hitting the back of your throat with each thrust of his hips, tears flood your waterline as you attempt to breathe through your nose. Gagging every now and then as you try to ignore the burning in your throat. “fuck your take me so well” Katsuki says from his spot between your legs.
Then he does something that surprises both of you.
He takes his thumb and uses it to collect the slick that’s collected on your folds, then he takes it and circles the wetness around your rim before slowly pushing it inside. The feeling is foreign, but its enough to have your walls clenching down, its enough to push you over the edge, cumming as Katsuki happily drinks up every drop.
It only takes a couple more strokes of his dick before Katsuki is spilling himself in your hand, groaning when he hears you lewdly sucking his release off of your fingers.
Yeah… you’re definitely sitting on his face more often.
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writingpiecesak · 2 months
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Imagine! BoyfriendBakugou sneaking you in his dorm room to cuddle. Holding your hand as he leads you to his door, you checking behind you to see if anyone is awake or following.
BoyfriendBakugou wouldn’t admit in the light of day that he needs you next to him in order to sleep. However, he will admit it to you and only you.
Although, BoyfriendBakugou is the all time big spoon cuddler, and a huge fan of you clinging to his arm while you sleep. There are nights like these where he just wants you to play with his hair.
So with his head on your chest, his arms wrapped around your body and legs curled up, BoyfriendBakugou falls asleep to the soft gentleness of your fingers through his hair.
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tired-teacher-blog · 1 month
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Bakugou has the sleeping schedule of a grandpa and rarely ever stays up late.
_ "Come on babe, it's almost nine already."
He refuses going to bed alone, and makes certain to drag you along with him before laying you down and collapsing on top of you.
_ "Yes yes, I'm coming." and you almost whine defeatedly as you force yourself off the couch, having long since given up on your night time fun watching TV.
It doesn't matter if you're still wide awake either, you're welcome to stay up for as long as you wish, just don't even try escaping his clutches since you'll never hear the end of it.
You're like his safety blanket or favorite pillow, and over the years of being together, he has grown accustomed to seeing your face last before drifting off to sleep, it has become the only way he can.
You scroll down a bit on your phone, eyes scanning the newsfeed while your other hand is absentmindedly playing with his blond hair.
It would be uncomfortable being squished underneath his weight like this, if not for his soft snores and warm breath tickling your neck as he nuzzles you there.
You struggle to shift a little in his deadly grip and place your phone on the nightstand before sighing contentedly and wiggling even tighter in his warm embrace, it's almost ten now, fairly early to be frank, but your lids are getting heavier by the second.
Maybe it's the warmth radiating off your man, or the fact that you've started picking up his habits over the years without even knowing, but your body is already relaxing and eyes are slowly shutting down as you quickly fall asleep as well.
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katsukiizmoon · 10 months
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╰┈➤ ꒰🍓♥️🌶 ┊”henny n’ coke, baby” + BKG ꒱
『♡』 18+ , healthy relationship, alcohol consumption, clubbing, grinding, twerking, friendly fun, making out w Mina, flirting, squirting, cum licking, cock sucking if u squint, finger sucking, light hair pulling, light choking, spitting in mouth, cum kisses, “good girl”, exhibitionism / voyeurism (if you squint), f!reader x katsuki bakugou
『♡』 was thinking about when my friend and I took turns spitting alcohol in one another’s mouth then kissed. Anyways this is a horny mess. Warning you now. IM a horny mess, fuck.
The club music is loud, you can hardly hear one another. It vibrates the floor and the tequila in your veins has you excited.
You start off with Kirishima, who whoops and hollers and catches your hips while you grind. You roll your hips in a circle, too tiny skirt coming up a little and flashing panties. Sweat beads on the back of your neck and you flip your hair to the side. Ignoring your massive hoop earrings getting stuck in your hair, you look back over your shoulder with a grin.
His hands are thick and large, where they lightly rest over the curve of your hips. He avoids touching too much. You thank him for that, but wish he’d be a little rougher.
Mina jumps in front of you and starts throwing it in a circle. Her ass presses into you and she bounces. Skimpy shorts show off pink ass cheeks and fishnets. She giggles loud enough you can hear it over the music. It’s hot, she’s hot, he’s hot. But you know what’s hotter? Katsuki.
And then you’re thirsty, horny, and on a mission. Everything seems amazing, the world feels like this is what life is about. One of those moments that makes you feel higher on life than just about anything else.
Mina takes over and Eijirou takes it upon himself to pull your skirt down enough to cover more of your ass. He gives a light tap to the fat there and gets close to your face, giving you a toothy smile.
He says something over the music and you don’t know what anything was. Except “good luck”.
Your beautiful, tall and strong boyfriend stands off to the side with Kaminari. They chat idly and you make your way to him, weaving through the crowds of people. Thank fuck you wore flat shoes and not heels today.
When you arrive he’s giving you a quick kiss, asking if you had fun, and you nod feverishly. Wordlessly you point to the drink in his hand and take a sip.
“Yuck! Wha’s this?” You whine, confused. Your features scrunch as if you’ve sucked on a lemon.
“Henny n’ coke baby.” Katsuki laughs and Kaminari raises his matching drink.
Katsuki looks edible- all tanned muscle and winks. You don’t blame all the women that have come up and attempted to dance with him. Comfortable black slacks and half unbuttoned, see through, Lacey top. You picked this for him, knew you wanted to see his body whenever you could. And the chain around his neck shines a little brighter against the club lights.
The song changes, less EDM and more so rap. You squeal, taking another sip of his drink and handing the rest to Kaminari.
Katsuki cocks a brow and Kaminari let’s out a laugh, knowing what’s coming. You grab at his wrist and leave a wet kiss to his lips. Throwing a wink to him, you stick your tongue out.
You push him toward an open chair, one of the few sitting in a corner and he falls back with a ‘oomph. He looks at you with wild, cherry eyes and Kaminari watches from the distance with a grin.
Katsuki’s on cloud nine, alcohol making him braver than he’s ever been and ridding him of his nerves. His cock stirs in his pants at the sight of you.
You plop your ass onto his crotch and grind, bouncing your hips up and down in rhythm. Something comes over you and you bounce on his lap like you’re riding his cock, making a kissy face toward Denki.
Katsuki throws his head back and grips on the fat of your hips, watching your mini skirt ride up and put your thong back on display. You turn to face him, rubbing his chest with your hands and rolling your body. Your knees are situated on either side of him, and you bounce your tits.
He wills himself not to fuck you in the club. Begs himself to show restraint, despite seeing the wet spot on your panties.
Your tongue slides over the seam of your lips, proving yourself back so that the back of your knees hangs over the chair. He watches you, steadying your excited movements with firm hands.
His cock presses into your ass and his eyes meet yours. Cherry eyes consume you, making you wild, and you lean back and flip off the chair.
First he panics, but when he sees your head pop back up and you smile, he laughs a little. He stands at that, bending you over and letting you twerk and grind against his cock in front of everyone. He nods to Denki, who heads over and hands him his drink swiftly.
The blond hunk you’ve got your ass pressed to takes a sip and gyrates his hips into yours. You snap back up and turn, shoving your tongue in his mouth. Your sparkly gloss smears onto the corners of his mouth and he licks into you.
When you pull back for breath, he uses a thumb to wipe some of it off your face and gives you a wink. Denki still stares, gobsmacked, cock growing hard in his pants at the sight before him.
Eijirou and Mina make their way over with another set of drinks and you take a nice, long swig. The pink haired girl grins and pulls you in for a kiss, earning a low whistle from Eijirou and a couple swears from the two blondes.
She tastes sweet, like vodka and orange juice, and her lips are plush. You make note to run off to the bathroom for a makeup touch up later. But that thought is shoved down when her hands reach around to snake up your skirt. She grips at the flesh there and leaves a firm smack. Her tongue is long and it explores, sending shivers down your spine and making your clit pulsate in your panties. Your hips kick and she grins into your mouth, pulling back with a string of spit. A choked noise leaves one of the men in the group.
“Can he spit my drink in my mouth?” She whispers, inches from your lips.
You nod, pulling away and sending him a wink. She practically bounces toward him and gets in front of him, back turned. The music vibrates your bones and soothes the ache in your tummy. Katsuki hands his drink to Eijirou and grabs hers out of her hand.
Eijirou groans out a “me next” and Denki a “me third “.
She does a little twerk on him and he grabs her by the throat. You watch as your boyfriend uses a large, rough hand to position her just right. Her mouth hangs open and she closes her pretty eyes. He brings her drink to his swollen lips, sucking through the straw.
Then he swishes it in his mouth and your pussy throbs at what he does next. He’s spitting it in her mouth, not letting her come up to breathe properly until she swallows. And god you have got to be next on the list.
Her eyes roll back and she licks her lips. You’re on your way over to Katsuki, excited, tipsy, and much too in love with that idea. God bless Mina, the kinky bitch.
The other two take their turns and it shows what they’re like in bed, too. Denki is sweet about it, takes his time, sends her off with a wink and a light tap to the jaw with his hand. And Kirishima? Fuck. He has Denki give him the drink, holding it up. His other arm holds her close to his chest and he hovers his mouth right over Hers and spits. Before she can protest, his thumb is in her mouth and he’s telling her to suck.
People whistle and holler, a group of girls make a moaning sound and one of them yells a “god when will that be me” over the music.
And you’re all sucking down glasses of water and pouring an electrolyte mix in to avoid hangover next. Only to go grab another drink, something that’ll leave you all just a little hornier and on edge.
Katsuki and you find yourselves desperately yanking clothes off at the end of the night. The Uber pulls off and you make sure Mina, Denki, and Eijirou got to their shared destination safe. And then something comes over Katsuki that you’ve never seen before.
It isn’t jealousy, not by a long shot. His cock is leaking precum when you pull it out and he’s gasping, pushing his tongue further into your mouth.
You quickly make it to the bed, still in your shirt and thong, and him in just the goddamned button up. And he’s got you bent over, pressed into the mattress, thong pulled to the side. and fucking you so hard you’re high.
“Yeah? You liked them watching you rub on my cock huh?” He gasps, face numb. A pink tongue licks over puffy lips and he leans forward to anchor his hand in your hair. It stings but he isn’t pulling, just gripping hard enough for you to know he’s got you.
His cock is so thick, filling you to the brim and then some, and you whine out agreements. Drool leaks from the corner of your mouth and he brings his head closer to yours. His hips stop moving and you whimper, pushing yourself back on him desperately.
“You wanted to suck Eijirou, didn’t you baby?” Katsuki rasps, licking and sucking below your ear.
Your pussy squeezes and it gives him his answer. He drops his hand in your hair, bringing one around and under your panties to rub circles on your clit. The other, he brings up to spit on the tips of his middle and forefinger before he shoves them in your mouth. You keen, squeezing harder and sucking on his fingers.
“Look at this, such a good, good girl for me. Come on pretty, tell me what you want.” He mutters, willing himself to stay still. His fingers are removed from your mouth and you frantically start begging for him to move.
But he doesn’t, he continues rubbing lazy circles and his hand wraps around your throat. He squeezes lightly, just enough to make you dizzy and float. And then he stops, and does it again, and then he just holds it there. Let’s you know that he could if he wanted to.
“What do you say?” He demands, more than asks, and his lips tingle.
His throat is dry, tongue heavy, watching you try to fuck yourself on his cock. But you can’t, it won’t work the same without him doing it. And he knows that.
“Fuck- oh god fuck- please, please, please!”
Your fingers dig into the sheets and spit covers his hand. He removes his fingers from your pussy, where they originally rubbed, and he sucks the taste of you off of them and moan. He throws his head back and slams into you.
You shake, spongey spot being bullied by the head of his cock. Your thong is ruined, no double stretched out. Pussy juice slicks down your thighs and froths at the base of his cock. He pulls his hand off your throat, sitting back on his knees, where he spits where his cock meets your pussy. It’s dirty, and he watches you clench around him, sucking him in.
Your pussy squelches, spewing clear juice all over the bed and you praise him like he’s fucking god. Begging him not to stop, to stop, to keep going, harder. Faster. And then he rubs your clit back and forth, up and down, making the squirt spray everywhere.
Something in you snaps and your body goes taut and then limp, your eyes rolling back as you just lay there and take it. And he pulls out, flipping you over and crawling forward.
You watch in awe as your boyfriend, with a face burning peachy and coral tones, fucks into his fist over your face. You open your mouth and he sinks his cock in, just a little, and pulls out again. You reach a hand up, wrapping around the base. There you move, licking at the head of his cock to taste yourself and the precum off of it.
He cums a minute later, all over your pretty lips, where he promptly licks at. He suckles on your bottom lip and spits some of his cum back into your mouth. You greedily accept, swallowing it down with a giggle.
It takes a few moments for you both to collect yourself. And then you’re grabbing the bottle of water beside the bed and taking turns chugging. The Gatorade is next, before you head off to the bathroom. He licks his thumb and wipes some of the cum off of your face, sucking it off of his finger.
Then, you’re brushing your teeth and butt ass naked, showering sloppily. The clock on your nightstand reads 5:08 am and you sigh into his chest when you finally lay down for sleep. He presses a kiss to the top of your head.
Eijirou and Mina are going to love hearing these stories tomorrow.
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mysicklove-main · 9 months
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imagine taking bakugou to the mall with you. want to fill his hands with an abundance of different store bags, ofc only after he snatches the handles away from you when you try to hold it yourself, mumbling something like, “‘’m not useless, idiot.”
glances at the total price of your clothes and looks at you with “really?” eyes, before inserting his card with a grumble. kissing his cheek with every purchase, to which he just sighs and holds onto your hand with a small blush.
pulling him into the dressing room and doing the signature twirl and every time he gives you a nod and a, “nice 👍.”
bringing him into victorious secret and you catch him tracing his finger on the most revealing lingerie, turning to you with raised eyebrows and a smirk. grinning when you have to drag him away.
bring him into bath and body works and forcing him to smell candles. scowling at 95% of them, and you only know he likes it when he doesn’t insult it too much.
he almost murders you when you mention wanting to go on the merry go round. but even if he complains the entire time, he loves it.
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dekus-fellow-crybaby · 6 months
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Crybabies
Pairings: Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!reader x Izuku Midoriya
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Summary: Bakugo gets his two favorite crybabies on their knees for him.
Warnings: NSFW. 18+ only. Minors DNI. Aged-up Characters, threesome (mmf), dacryphilia, vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex (m and f receiving), Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!reader established relationship, polyamory, slight dom/sub dynamics, spitting, brat-tamer!Bakugo, name calling/pet names (babydoll, babygirl, brat, nerd), slight degradation, slight praise, slight asphyxiation, rimming, overstimulation(?), short one-shot, let me know if I forget anything, and enjoy! Please remember to reblog so I continue to have the motivation to post these 🙏🏼😁
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"Cute, isn't she?" Katsuki questioned lowly in Izuku's ear. Izuku flinched at the sound of his voice coming behind him, and the green-haired boy jumped, flushing like he'd just been caught red-handed...which he had been, essentially. He'd been caught staring at you, someone who wasn't his to stare at.
You were Katuski's.
Izuku only stammered, uttered false denial. A quirk-heated hand landed heavily on his shoulder, stalling his stuttering. Izuku fell silent and stared skeptically at the smirk on Katsuki's face. He looked back at you, eyes twinkling at the smile on your face. "She's so pretty when she smiles. One of the best views in the world."
"Kacchan, I didn't-"
"One of the best views." Katsuki leaned in close, his front pressing into Izuku's back, their cheeks barely brushed as hot breath fanned his skin, and a whisper tickled his ear. "But I really prefer it when she's crying." The chill that shot up Izuku's spine riddled goosebumps over his entire body, his chest heaved and his eyes lidded. Katsuki put such a nice image in his head. He could practically taste the salty substance off your skin as he pictured your adorable cheeks splotchy and wet, bulging with a cock in your mouth.
Yeah, he'd like to see you crying, too.
Funnily enough, Katsuki was picturing Izuku in that exact same position. That thought alone prompted the question, "Wanna see?" to tumble out of Katsuki's lips. Which was how the three of you ended up in such a situation.
Izuku has always loved your smile, but Kacchan was right, you were breathtaking while you were crying and on your knees. But so was Izuku. And Katsuki had the best view of all. You and Izuku both looked so, so pretty on your knees just for him, his cock being sucked and kitten-licked by his two favorite crybabies. Oh, he could get used to watching you both making out with his fat dick between your lips. It was addicting. And who knew that Deku had such a magical tongue? Or that those rough scars littering his thick hands would feel so good while rolling his heavy balls.
"I think that Deku has earned a treat," he said, his fingers tangled in your hair, tugging you off of him. Your mouth reluctantly released his cock but not without a defiant whine tumbling out of your lips. Katsuki chuckled. "Don't worry, little brat, your slutty mouth will be filled up soon enough. But I'm not really sure you deserve it with this kind of attitude. What do you think, nerd? Does she deserve to choke on your dick?"
Deku hummed on his cock, the vibrations sent tremors through Katsuki's body, his thighs flexing. Katsuki ran his fingers through his green curls, gently eased him off. Deku gasped, his tears shining alongside his spit. "Hmm? What's your answer?"
"Please, Kacchan!" He practically whined. "She'll be such a good girl! She'll earn it!" If Katsuki thought that his tears were beautiful, then his wrecked voice begging Katsuki so sweetly was ethereal.
"Such good manners, Deku!" He petted Izuku's head which the green-haired man nuzzled into. His fingers tightened in your hair and you whined. "Didn't even have to teach him. You could learn from Deku, babydoll." When you rolled your eyes playfully, Katsuki's fingertips were instantly sinking into your cheeks, pouting out your lips, your mouth puckered.
"C'mon, now, little brat. Don't go making a liar outta Deku when he just said that you deserved a prize. You gonna behave like he said you would?" Your squished face could barely move enough to nod in his grip. His fingers dug deeper, opening your mouth a little wider before his saliva coated your tongue. He was a bit more gentle as he made his next command: "Don't swallow." You nodded in understanding as he nudged your body down. You're laid out on your stomach between Izuku's spread knees. His chest heaved at the sight. Your tongue let Katsuki's spit trail off and drip onto Izuku's angry, red mushroom head. He shivered and jerked at the feeling, fresh tears sprung from his eyes as he moaned out.
"Shit, love how vocal you are," Katsuki groaned. Izuku looked up at Katsuki with his big, glassy eyes, his shiny, swollen lips turned up in a wobbly smile. Kacchan's hand pushed back his messy emerald curls, he wanted a better view of his glistening eyes that fluttered as you started to trail kitten licks down his shaft. The gasp that rippled tremors through his body had both you and Katsuki moaning at the sound.
"Get him ready for me, baby girl," Kacchan said, which caught both of his pretty little crybabies off guard. After a moment of hesitation, you grasped the intentions of his words and you got to work while your tongue trailed further down. That had Deku reeling: his hips jerked, his back arched, his head had thrown back as you licked at his puckered hole. If only Katsuki had a camera.
The sight alone was too much that when the breathy whines left Izuku’s lips, Katsuki couldn’t take it anymore and harshly gripped the back of Izuku’s head, pushes his hot, wet mouth down onto his cock so he could release deep in his throat with a grunt after a few thrusts. Izuku couldn’t breath with his nose pressed into Katsuki’s bush at the base of his cock, but he didn’t care to either. He was high off the asphyxiation, the lightheadedness only worsened when your fingers wrapped tightly around his cock again, while your little tongue poked so sweetly into him. His cum shot out without warning and splattered over your face and his stomach. You scooped a bit of the cum off your face and fingered it into the hole you’d been working before using the rest to swirl over your swollen little clit, moaning while you wrapped your lips around his sensitive cock head again.
When his balls were finally drained and his breathing slowed Katsuki couldn’t help but twitch at the sight before him. He chuckled at the red that coated Izuku’s face down to his chest. He couldn’t tell if it was post-orgasmic glow or the asphyxiation setting in over Deku’s face, but it had him hard again in seconds. He let Izuku off of himself with a pop and Deku fell to lay on his back against the carpeted floor. His entire body twitched and slumped again and again as he weakly pushed at you who still sucked at his spent cock.
Katsuki wasn’t a very patient guy. Nor was he a very forgiving guy. So when the opportunity arose, he took it. That included payback for the nerd staring at his girl. Deku might’ve earned himself a spot in his relationship, and it might have worked out in the best situation for Katsuki, but that damn nerd still gaped at what was his. Kacchan was a cruel man at times, this being one of them as he let you keep working the poor overstimulated man to the point of going stupid. He didn’t allow you to let up until Izuku was cumming down your throat before he dragged you off. You were pushed onto your back, your body held down by the thick hand against your sternum. At the same time, Katsuki was busy manipulating Izuku’s body onto his hands and knees, his mouth instantly being pressed into your neglected bundle of nerves.
Deku wasn’t getting a break. But he didn’t seem to mind as his tongue made lazy work of circling your clit and running the tip of the muscle up and down your slit. Katsuki came up behind him, a finger prodded at the spit-slicked hole, which sent Izuku retreating in surprise, pushing more into your cunt. Kacchan chuckled before pressing two of his fingers into the other man’s tight hole, groaning at the resistance from his digits entering the ring of muscle. And suddenly Deku found his energy again as he pushed back against the fingers, his tongue worked faster. Katsuki tapped the fat head of his dick onto Izuku’s entrance a couple times before his fingers sunk into the meat of the cheeks and spread him open, his dick finally sinking slowly into the tight cavity he’d been dreaming about. The sound that was ripped from Izuku's lips reverberated through your sensitive cunt, causing your back to arch into his mouth. Katsuki's hips snapped against Izuku's slowly, and he grunted at the grip around him.
After a few deep strokes, Kacchan's hand reached out and wrapped his hand around Deku's throat, pulled his back flush against his chest, and fastened his pace. The room filled with loud, lewd squelching, skin slapping, and near-screams that echoed off the walls. As Katsuki pounded into his body, the blonde grasped his dick in his hand, and tugged at him firmly, and lips messily peppered open-mouthed kisses over his jaw and neck. You couldn't help but groan at the steamy sight, your fingers circled around your swollen clit.
"Look at her," Katsuki whispered hotly into his ear, it sent a shiver down Izuku's spine. His lidded eyes fell onto you, and his mouth ran dry at the sight. "She's been waiting for this, y'know. Wanted your cock, wanted to share you with me..." A groan rumbled in his chest as he listened and watched you writhe and gasp in front of them while your fingers worked quickly over your little bundle of nerves. Izuku couldn't take it anymore and leaned forward, dragged you closer by your thighs, and lined himself up with your slit as Katsuki kept pounding away at him. The moment the two of you connected, your eyes sprung with tears. Fuck, what a pretty sight. Both men had that same thought while they stared at you getting split in half on the thick cock. "Make her cry, Deku." Their hips picked up their pace: Katsuki's hips rocking into Izuku's while Izuku smashed into you and your hips bucked up to meet Izuku's. Moans and whines and whimpers bounced off the walls, and it brought the three of you closer and closer to your collective release. You were the first to fall apart when your boyfriend reached past Izuku to circle his thumb over your little button. The grip your weepy cunt had on Deku sent him over the edge, and he threw his head back onto Kacchan's shoulder while his ass was being pumped into. The sight, the sounds, the tears falling from both of your eyes finally caused the blonde to fill the green-haired hero's hole with his cum.
Yeah, there was no way Katsuki was ever going to let go of his two favorite crybabies.
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