Esora
28 notes
·
View notes
Spending some time in his room while listening to Katsuki's favorite Måneskin song!
(A lot of the stuff is mine, but whatever)
20 notes
·
View notes
“stare at her longer people might confuse you for a stalker.” mina said for only his ears to catch, not for the paparazzi that’s incoherently shouting at them.
katsuki unintentionally peeled his eyes away from you, his face contorting. “wasn’t staring.” gruffly, he responded.
he placed a fist over his open dries van noten blazer. he straightened his posture, broadening his shoulders for the picture being taken ahead. once pictured, the two of them both took a few steps down the carpet, preparing to restart the process.
mina refused the urge to snort at his words. he wasn’t fooling anyone, the look on his face even contradicted his own words.
the pink woman placed a hand on her hip, shifting her weight on her left leg as she pushed her right leg forward a smidge. “don’t lie to yourself,” she paused her words, allowing the paparazzi to take her picture for the nth time. “i get it though, she’s beautiful, especially tonight.”
in his head, katsuki immediately agreed. you were the most beautiful woman within a five mile radius, hell, maybe even in the entire country of japan. there wasn’t another woman katsuki could name that could compete with you.
a few yards down, you were busy doing a useless interview with some fuckin’ extra he’s never heard of. your smile was from ear to ear, your gaze daring and fierce, and your aura alluring. all of it was for free for a person that did not deserve any bit of it at all. if katsuki had a say, the reporter should be on his knees, kissing the ground you walked on, thankful he was able to breathe the same air as you.
finishing up one of their last poses, mina and katsuki sideways walked down the carpet once more, angling themselves towards the thousand cameras in front of them.
“still, i wasn’t staring.” he refused her words again.
flashes of white surrounded the area, the cameras whining at every second, every angle of the duo being snapped at.
“sure, bakugou.” this time, mina allowed a small chuckle to part her lips. “heard a certain hero is courting her.”
like a black cat, katsuki’s ears sharpened at her sentence, his eyes darting towards mina only for a second. “bullshit.” he called it. he doesn’t remember you mentioning anything similar to that.
but he reminds himself, what relationship did you two have for you to tell him things like that?
“don’t shoot the messenger, just what i heard.” a smirk quirked up the corner of her lip, mina sending one final pose.
it couldn’t have been true. it was impossible for a rumor about you to have gone around without katsuki hearing about it. mina must’ve been trying to lure him in, to make him slip-up. yeah, that had to have been it.
he wasn’t going to fall for mina’s ridiculous plan.
without thought, katsuki looked over at you once more, his eyes analyzing you more than he’d like to admit.
while it was true he wasn’t going to fall for her stupid plan, it was also true that you’ve had more of a certain glow to you lately. your eyes had been more softer and your smile seemed more genuine.
nah.
he wasn’t falling for it.
but, as soon as his foot touched the end of the red fabric carpet, his legs were taking themselves towards you and that shitty reporter. for why? of course it was for a completely different reason than to what mina said.
almost as if you were reading his mind, your head turned, your soft eyes meeting his fervent vermillion irises.
“katsuki, what a pleasant surprise.” you greeted him with your usual bright smile.
the reporter that was granted all of your attention also ogled at katsuki. mainly because he interrupted a private interview, but also because it was the katsuki bakugou in front of him.
katsuki stood aside of you, still letting all of the focus to be on you, but close enough that he placed his hand on your back gently.
“had to make myself known. feel like you’ve been tucked away all evenin’.”
instead of letting you reply, the reporter finally took his chance to speak up again. “dynamight, what are your thoughts on y/n swiftly climbing the ranks?” the reporter pushed the microphone in his face.
katsuki raised his brow at the male, but nonetheless he opened his mouth to reply.
“what else do you want me to say? obviously it’s well-deserved. these fuckers been sleepin’ on her for way too long, it’s about fuckin’ time.” his voice harsh, but his words were somewhat kind. “she’ll be dominating the charts in less than no time.”
“do you see yourself collaborating with y/n anytime soon?”
now, you looked at him, waiting for his answer.
“if she grants me permission.” katsuki met your eyes once more. “only the best of the best can work with y/n.” mina’s words entering his mind from earlier, he removed his eyesight off of you, back onto the reporter.
“so, that means—”
he interrupted the male, “that means no shitty extras. at all.”
needless to say, katsuki did in fact fall for mina’s antics. the truth coming out days later that there was no rumor of a hero courting y/n, but rather a mind game mina played on him for shits and giggles.
also a few days later, katsuki came across a new rumor that was headlined in the press, but this one he didn’t necessarily mind so much.
Y/N AND DYNAMIGHT WORK BUDDIES, OR MUCH MORE?
2K notes
·
View notes
Everything is in its place
2K notes
·
View notes
Buying a dildo online on a whim while katsukis on a mission, because you’re feeling sooo desperate only for it to arrive a week after he returns.
“Who’s at the door?” Katsuki asks and all you do is shrug oblivious to what’s waiting for you. “What is it babe?” You question while he’s walking back in with a oddly rectangular box.
“I dunno, did you buy anything?” Followed by “Why the hell is this shit so long” and it feels more rhetorical than a plain question. Soon enough the box rips open and just after you realize what it actually is, he smirks and raised his hand high so you can’t reach.
“W-what is it?!” And he just smiles. “Katsuki im serious what is it!!” You pout and jump but you know you’ll only be able to reach the box if he wants you to.
“Nothing baby. You waitin’ for a package or sum’ ?” You pout again. “No…” is all you can come up with and it eats at you because his smirk grows wider.
“You sure?” But you just stop and stare because now he’s leaning down towards your much smaller frame with a 5 inch pink dildo in his hand after throwing the box across the room.
“Uh w-whats that doing here..?” “Well I’m not sure, you tell me because I know I didnt order a dildo.”
“M-me neither!! I swear!!” But you can barely get a third sentence out before he’s slamming you to the couch and ripping off your shorts.
“Yeah baby? M’ i not good enough?? You need this tiny thing to please yourself when you know damn well I’m right here ??” He asks, on top of you.
Anyways… part two !!
Happy reading !! (^_^*)
I might do a continuation - not too sure tho.
4K notes
·
View notes
━━ [ 𝟒:𝟐𝟗 ] ;; 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈
✧ cw :: fem!reader (bkg calls reader 'my girl' once), fluff, bkg calls you ‘babe’ once, hinted at that denki has a crush on you, you just wanna braid his hair
✧ a/n :: finally some fluff 🤭 i actually really liked writing this one !!
“your hair is actually a curse.”
your words come out a little above a whisper, absent-minded as you play with his hair, his head resting in your lap. granted, the blond hair is softer than it looks, but its uneven spikes barely allowed for any diversity in hairstyles.
“like, what do you mean i can't braid it?” this isn't the first time this exasperated complaint is voiced and you hear bakugou snort, the corners of his lips tilting upwards in a half-grin.
“thank god, i’d look like shit with braids.” you try to envision them on him, but the fact that his face is upside down doesn’t help at all. what you do see is the light from the warm day peaking through the thin curtains to kiss his face, and you're reminded of how unnecessarily pretty your boyfriend is.
“who said you don't already look like shit?” you can't help it, and when he looks up at you, eyebrows raised as if you both know better, you grin and raise yours back— as if to suggest that maybe he doesn't.
“don’t think you'd be here if i did, babe.” his grin looks boyish and you can't understand why he prefers contorting his features into a grimace.
it's your turn to snort, fingers sectioning some of his choppy bangs off to as to fiddle around with them specifically. “maybe i’m into guys who look like shit, katsuki. ever think about that?”
“if you were, you would be in dunceface’s room right now, not mine.” it's too quick of a response to not have been thought of before, and you flick the top of his forehead. he's done it to you many times before, and you understand why— it was a little fun.
“kaminari is actually really nice, katsu, leave him be.”
bakugou rolls his eyes— of course you'd think he's nice. “he’s even better when he's not hitting on my girl— he should try that sometime.” you chuckle at his grumbling, eyebrows knitted together to frame his eyes. he's cute when he's harmlessly jealous.
“even if he was— i fear my heart is already taken.” you fake a look of sorrow. “a shame, really.”
katsuki's eyes gleam in daylight as he scoffs. “‘a shame’ my ass— you're so in love with me it makes you look stupid.”
he's right, the both of you know he is. neither of you would have it any other way.
“you say that as if you don't kiss the ground i walk on, katsu.” your smile is softer and it sends a pang to his heart.
“and you deserve every kiss.” it's a cheesy line, one a past him would likely cringe at, but he finds no shame in making his devotion to you well known.
you dip your head down to give him a peck on the lips, grinning. the heart eyes he gives you when you're that close has the butterflies resting in your stomach kick up. “that’s what i thought, katsuki. now... have you ever thought about straightening your hair?”
you laugh at the horror that crosses over his face, scowl settling in his face as if to tell you to not even think about it— it doesn't matter how badly you want to braid it.
katsuki's whipped. he knows from the way he thinks you laugh like a summer afternoon, warm and excited, but even he had his limits.
✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3
taglist (fill in this form to join!) :: @maeby-cursed @katsukismrs @himikoslove @pasteldaze @afairywithacrown @moonshuul @https-spacekay @k0z3me
2K notes
·
View notes
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.
5K notes
·
View notes
SFW & NSFW Bakugou Headcannons
Everyone involved in this fic is aged up/18+; continue scrolling or block if you aren’t into this
Note; These are Random SFW & NSFW Bakugou headcannons that exist to me 😫 sometimes I can’t stop thinking about Bakugou and the things he may do. I needed to just get them out even if it isn’t a one shot. Please enjoy these with me 💥 Also, these were only a few, I had a lot more but didn’t wanna make it too cluttered
Warnings; making out, pussy eating, hickies, choking, bit of dirty talk/praise, not so vanilla vaginal sex/anal sex, aftercare
Another note; I may have gone a bit overboard with this… anywho I really really liked writing this, just something to post in between my one shots, I could write more for him as well as other characters, feel free to suggest one! 💕
If this gets 1,000 notes I’m gonna shit myself
Katsuki who constantly paints his nails black and has piercings lining from the lobes all the way up on both sides of his ears, plus a tragus on the left and a daith on the right (black and silver jewelry only)
Katsuki who also has a damn eyebrow piercing, who also has tattoos all over his arms and chest (mostly black & gray), it all, unsurprisingly, makes you drool
Katsuki who is actually left handed, who places his right hand on the soft, sensitive skin of your inner thigh as he drives because he always wants to touch you (the fucker squeezes a bit too hard when someone cuts him off, road rage for real with him)
Katsuki who only listens to Japanese rock and heavy metal at full fucking volume, who rolls the windows down during summer and blasts it while you drive down the highway (but you love the music too, so you digress)
Katsuki who religiously wears all black, who loves Doc Martens and Vans, who has an unbearable amount of SiM band T-shirts (which you steal, but he doesn’t mind)
Katsuki who plays the drums and learns your favorite rock song just so he can play it for you (spoiler- you cry)
Katsuki who says fuck almost every other word (but so do you)
Katsuki who introduces you to Eijirou & Denki, who become some of your closest & best friends (you’re so grateful for this, you love those idiots, they’re at your house often)
Kastuki who flushes a soft peachy color to the tips of ears the first time you call him Katsuki
Katsuki who bakes you any desert you want, whenever you want, who always makes you dinner (it’s like an orgasm in your mouth)
Katsuki who encouraged you to get into fitness in the first place, who has supported you every step of the way, who loves you no matter what you look like, but wanted to share his passion of working out with you (Eijirou is often there with you)
Katsuki who helped you learn how to love yourself, who has always been your weight lifting/running buddy (you complain, but now you secretly love going to the gym with him. Plus Bakugou in gym clothes? Dear god.)
Katsuki who pushes you outside your comfort zone, who is stern but that’s what you need to stay focused
Katsuki who can tell when you’re getting overstimulated at the grocery store, so he moves as fast as he can, giving anyone around you the bitchiest look he can manage, while holding your hand and whispering sweet words to you
Katsuki who loves you unconditionally, who you trust wholeheartedly, who is your best friend, who you want to spend the rest of your life with, and he feels the exact same way
💥Little Warning, the NSWF part is below this 💥
Katsuki who fucking loves making out, who gets warm shivers, cock throbbing when you lick behind his teeth and over the roof of his mouth
Katsuki who sucks your soft nipples into his mouth one at a time, who likes to tease you, giving you the erotic view of his warm tongue swirling around one, sucking with plush lips, who bites and pulls making your skull dig into the pillow
Katsuki who sharply bites hickies into the underside of your tits, dull teeth making your skin ache, forcing you to squeal as he liters you with bruises
Katsuki whose voice is gravelly and low when he whispers to you that you’re his needy little bitch and his sweet girl in the same goddamn sentence (you think you could cum just from his nasty mouth)
Katsuki who wraps his pretty lips around your clit making you see stars, sucking gently, who slips his middle two fingers into your slick pussy and swirls his tongue around your sensitive bud until your dripping, badly aching for his cock
Katsuki who gets you so motherfucking wet his thick cock slides in all the way in at once, curly blonde pubes brushing your clit, who sends heat flaring up your spine, out to your limbs as you feel every inch of his dick slide in and out
Katsuki who bites roughly at your calf (he really loves biting you), who leaves teeth marks near your ankle bone as he wraps his fingers around one leg, hooking your knee over his shoulder as he folds you in half
Katsuki who lets you wear his fingers as a necklace, squeezing the sides just right, so you feel dizzy, lightheaded with pleasure when he makes you cum like that
Katsuki who gets so sweaty during sex you watch as it drips down the side of his face, down his neck, who laughs, making you feel filthy when you can’t resist the urge to sit up and lick the liquid from the hollow of his throat
Katsuki who actually fucking loves anal because your ass sucks his cock in just right, who fucks you from behind while he stretches your ass open (little bit of double penetration with his fingers, it’s so damn good)
Katsuki who lets you guide his cock slowly into your ass, panting, whining, growling about how hard it is not to flex his cock so he doesn’t rip you in half
Katsuki who lets out high pitched whines/moans when he starts to really fuck your tight ass, who pushes down on your upper back, nails digging in, forcing you into the mattress
Katsuki who fucks your ass so well your fingers almost rip the sheets, who has you screaming Katsuki! so loud you muffle your shouts in the mattress, whose hips bounce off your ass so hard it turns your skin red
Katsuki who nails your sweet spot through your ass, who makes you makes you cum so hard you get chills, who makes you scream out that you can’t take it (but you can and he knows, your safe word is dragonfruit after all)
Katsuki who is so mean, gripping your hips so tightly, pulling you back into his thrusts, who speaks condescendingly when he asks you where the fuck you think you’re going, because he knows you can take his thick cock, cuz you’re his good little girl
Katsuki who fills your ass, your pussy, cums anywhere he fucking wants because he can, covering you in thick, warm ribbons of his release
Katsuki who cleans you up after, who helps you get dressed, who trades sweet kisses with you in the dark as he holds you until you pass out, head resting on his chest as he snores softly
2K notes
·
View notes
mdni.
just thinking abt bakugou sloppy fucking you because of how good you make him feel.
his cock is slipping from your folds multiple times before he shoves it back in but he could honestly get off to just the lewd sounds of your wet pussy that’s taking him so well.
he’s got you face down in a pillow soaked with your drool as his hips piston into your ass, sore from being spanked and groped roughly for the past few times that he’s cum that night.
while his hands are fondling your chest and tweaking your nipples, his mouth is leaving a trail of wet kisses and dark hickeys up your back until he’s groaning in your ear about how he can’t get enough of you.
8K notes
·
View notes
Bakugo Katsuki Helps You Get Back At Your Ex-Boyfriend
Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Reader
Tags: fluff, making out, friends to lovers, pretend relationship, teasing, jealousy, kabedon, rough!Bakugo
A/N: The classic trope for a tough guy like Bakugo.
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo will still be protective as he keeps a close eye on where your ex is so that he doesn't approach you and make you sad or angry
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo wraps his whole arm around you, pulling you close to him even when your ex isn't looking to make the contact he does see seem more natural
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo turns to you and whispers that you could have done so much better, himself for example, he's not offering for real, just pointing out a fact
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo pushes you against a wall and puts his body between you and your ex, don't look at that loser right now, he's not worth it, not worth your time and he sure as hell wasn't worth your tears
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo is surprised when you place your hands on his shoulders and ask him to kiss you, it being in front of your ex only makes him want to do it more
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo rolls his eyes at your soft kiss and kisses you like a new couple should be kissing, zero restraint, all passion and emotion and need, lips, teeth and tongue
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo might not be the most experienced kisser but he makes up for it with much enthusiasm and willingness to learn, your soft lips are a good encouragement too
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo lost track of time and place while his was kissing you, also lost control of his powers and made a few hand shaped burns on the walls when sparks flew from his palms
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo asks you if your ex ever made you so out of breath just from a kiss, grinning with pride when you shake your head, he knew he was better and he will prove it by kissing you once again, until your legs fail you
Fake boyfriend!Bakugo never admits he has feelings for you over the course of this, it would be too early, even he knows that but maybe someday you can both find it in yourselves to be honest about how you feel towards each other
778 notes
·
View notes
☆– a.n; here's a lil piece for valentine's day, even tho it was yesterday <3
Your first kiss with Bakugou was nothing like you expected. You thought, because of his fiery personality, that it was going to be fireworks and heat and passion all over.
How wrong you were.
Bakugou Katsuki was a massive bundle of nerves, completely clumsy even in his walk–and Jesus, seeing that big mass of muscles trip on his own feet each two or three steps in your walk home from your date, gave you several heart attacks thinking he might kiss the ground at any minute.
You were not expecting this at all. He was so confident when it came to his job, to his friends, to any situation he was in. Except you. Least to say, it took him for-fucking-ever to ask you out, and when he did, he stumbled upon his words and instead of asking you dinner he asked you, "would you like t'go hungry wit' me?" It took you a minute to understand, he almost backed down due to the embarrassment. Obviously, you grabbed his arm, avoiding him to run away –or better said, explode himself away– and said yes. That night, at the door of your apartment, he tried to kiss you. He bumped his forehead with yours in the rush to get his face closer down to you. He apologized and left.
You remember thinking, that was all. He was not going to speak to you ever again, or at least until his embarrassment backed down a bit, which could be months. It surprised you to see him the next morning entering the little coffee shop you owned with a bucket of roses in his hand, cheeks cutely tinted pink and a funny scowl in his face, lips slightly pout.
You decided then that it was your turn to ask him on a date. Of course, he said yes. But this time, you decided to eat something at your apartment and watch movies. Something easy and comfy. No need to let the pressure of going outside invade him, considering who he is and what it means to be seeing outside on a date with the Number Two Pro Hero. You still didn't know how people hadn't already said something about your first date, when Bakugou took you to a very expensive and recognized restaurant.
After dinner, clearly prepared by him and shared in between cheeky jokes, laughs and innuendos, you were finishing washing the dishes while he dried them. It was that domestic kind of view, him smiling relaxed and amused, his big hero body taking a big portion of space in your small apartment kitchen, his hip resting on the counter, hands busy with his task, the lines at the corner of his eyes showing how happy he actually felt, it was all of him that made you realize…
It’s him.
Bakugou Katsuki is the one.
When he finished, he folded the cloth he was using to dry the last plate and placed it on the counter behind him, before he turned to you, the amusement of the last funny thing you said still printed on his face. “What?”
“I’m going to kiss you, Bakugou Katsuki, so don’t move.” You don’t want a repentance of last time and the bump he left on your forehead thanks to his nervousness.
He visually gulped and you chuckled, but still gave him time to assimilate your words, and your actions, so you moved slowly as if it was a scaredy cat you were dealing with. His breathing was loudly heard with each movement of yours and his hands grabbed the counter strongly like his life depended on that grip. He was serious now, concentrated even in not moving. And that was so cute, that even if he looked that desperate to get close to you, he also wanted to do as you said.
You stepped closer, hand coming to rest just above his heart, and his chest loosened. Katsuki let go of his anchor at the kitchen counter and slipped his hands around your waist immediately and tugged you against him, brushing your noses together. Choosing to dive into whatever ocean you were living as a siren in.
“If you don’t want to…”
Oh, yeah. You were going to make him say it. Because he was Bakugou freaking Katsuki and you were on fucking cloud nine at the knowledge that he wanted you as much as you wanted him.
“If you don't kiss me right now…” he murmured, voice trembling, and you couldn't avoid the smirk that appeared on your face.
“Then what?” You whisper, your other arm surrounding his neck as your fingers interlace with the short hair at the back of his head, and he breathes out loud.
“Then I'll… I’ll have to do it myself.”
You looked up at him through your eyelashes, smiling one more time, before your lips finally pressed over his. This time softly, generously and carefully loving.
His arms around your waist tightened just as his heart beated fast and strong under your hand. A clear sign that he was as human as you. And he felt as deep into you as you to him.
803 notes
·
View notes
"wake up."
bakugou shouted as he stumbled over to you. his body was littered with scrapes and bruises. as was yours. you both fought so hard-- and you shouldn't have been fighting out there anyway. not when you both had just figured your life out together.
"wake up, nerd."
dropping to his knees, bakugou managed to pull you onto his lap. he pushed some flyaways out of your face, "wake up, [name]. we won. . you won."
why wouldn't you wake up? his face began to twist into worry. he shook your body over and over, cupping your face as he shouted your victory. "you won, nerd! you won! this isn't funny!" his voice cracked and lowered as his and reached for your stomach, laying there for a moment.
heroes, emts, and more began to flood the scene. your body was ripped from bakugou arms.
you were pronounced dead at the scene, and the hero, dynamight, was never the same.
2K notes
·
View notes
Thinking about prohero!bakugo as your husband while in a hard labor.
Femblk!reader in mind!! Not proofread, mentions of childbirth.
.˚₊‧ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ‧₊˚.
An at home water birth she’s been sitting in the tub for 2 hours her contractions getting worse as she held on to the sides of the tub. Nobody has been able to get ahold of her husband. She was terrified that she was about to deliver her first child by herself . She was in so much pain, she couldn’t do it by herself . Not that she was by herself, she had her parents and his with her right now, and het best friend ochaco. They were with her but he wasn’t.
He promised, by not taking time off of work he would be there in a heartbeat as soon as she went into labor with their son.
“I cant do it, mama I cant do it.”She sobbed, her hand holding her mothers as she pushed her curls back.
“I know baby you’re so close, your baby Boys gonna be here soon.” Her mother spoke kissing the side of her head.
She was right but she could tell she was trying to distract her for the fact her husband wasn’t here with her.
It felt as if forever had passed, the sound of the front door opening in a hurry and the sight of her husband. He was beat up a bit sweaty, “I’m sorry, oh baby, I’m sorry.” He spoke taking his heavy gear off real fast, walking over to her quickly.
His hands grabbed her face as she let out another sob, “I didn’t think you were gonna be here..”
His face softened as his brows frowned “I know love, I’m right here I’m sorry it took me so long. I’m so fucking sorry.” He apologized profusely, his lips meeting yours.
She was finally fully dilated, but even after multiple painful pushes she couldn’t. She felt as if all her strength was gone, not to mention she has started bleeding. “I cant do it, suki— I cant.” She cried her hands squeezing his wrist as he held her face.
“Yes you can, common baby, im right here.” He spoke.
He was with her. That’s all that truly mattered, he wouldn’t ever leave her alone. One more that’s all she had in her, so she did.
Her baby wasn’t even crowning yet. The feeling of her body losing strength scared katsuki as her grip on his wrist lessened. “Hey! Hey common baby, you’ve got this.” He spoke picking up her face, her melanin features covered in sweat and tears.
She shook her head weakly. He stood up quickly kicking off his boots, taking his phone and ear piece out of his pockets. He moved quickly to behind her, stepping into the tub submerging himself in the water. His hands grabed her softly her back falling against his chest, the nurse helping position.
Katsuki wrapped his arms around her right above her engorged belly that that held the life they created together. He held her so securely, he could care less of what bodily fluids that were in the water. All he cared about was her. He couldn’t bare the pain she was in it killed him how she called out his name, saying she couldn’t do it. He couldn’t imagine the pain she was in. He did this to her.
“Mr. Bakugo I need you to help her she has to continue to push or your baby could get stuck.” The nurse spoke.
He nodded his hand resting on her sweaty forehead “you got this baby, just a bit more mama.” He whispered. He could feel her nod.
In this moment so many things ran through his mind, how people always doubted his love for her. How could they, he was right there with her always even during school. ‘Do you love her.’ He was asked by the media constantly.
Yes, yes he loved her, with ever atom and cell in his body, and a million times over. She was his Sun, the brightness that he looked forward to, and his Sun was bleeding and screaming in pain and all he could do was hold her. She did nothing buts show him her love and friendship she made him smile more in the past 5 years they’ve been together, than he ever did before that. She was having his baby, he loved her, and he would soon share his heart with another, their son. But now all he could do was hold her.
But to her that was more that enough, his encouraging words. That’s all she needed, “I can see his head! Common one more big push!” The nurse said.
One more.
One more, there he was. There was no crying, and she couldn’t open her eyes but a few firm past on the back there they were, your sons high pitched cry’s. Her and Katsuki let out a heavy sigh of relief hers being more of a sob.
The nurse places the slimey baby on her chest. But it soon want just Her and the baby crying, the shutters of katsukis body she could feel them as he cried into her shoulder.
“You did it. Fuck baby you did it.” He cried softly holding her and the baby.
This was his new world now.
˖ ࣪⊹
410 notes
·
View notes
“do you think i’m a good person?” you could tell katsuki had to swallow his pride in order to ask you, but when you made eye contact with the male in front of you, the clear look of insecurity was plastered over his face.
your eyebrows knitted together. “i do,” your eyes searched him. obviously, he was trying to maintain his robust appearance, but the way his shoulders slouched more than usual and the very very small pout on his lips, you noticed he wasn’t his usual self. “why are you asking me this?”
your voice lowered in volume and he hated how soft you spoke to him. he didn’t like pity, even if you didn’t view this as such.
katsuki lifted his shoulders and quickly dropped them, his eyes shifting away from yours.
“people talk,” he begrudgingly answered. “just wanted to see if the people around me agreed i guess.” and by people, he meant his stupid classmates and pro-hero teachers, but mainly he meant you.
your opinion mattered to him the most after all.
you shook your head, denying his speculation. you wondered who he was around to even hear something like this.
you inched yourself closer to katsuki on the couch in the dormitory lounge, slipping your hand into his dormat one that laid on his thigh. of course he would explode anyone else that would dare touch him in an affectionate way, but it was you. the only person who could even remotely manage to get him to feel tender inside and be sentimental back—or at least he tries his best.
katuski’s red irises ogled into yours, waiting for your lips to part.
“it doesn’t matter what they think. you’re bakugou katsuki, mr. great explosion murder god dynamight,” katsuki’s shoulders racked gently from laughter, “and you’ve saved countless lives at the age of 17. from what i know, that’s a good person and a damn good future hero.” you hoped your words would inspire him, but his eyes weren’t hopeful enough.
“yeah, i save lives, but if i’m an asshole about it then does it even matter?”
katsuki was being so vulnerable right now that you couldn’t believe it. he told you things he wouldn’t share with anyone else, but never would you have thought how open he could be with you. your heart was warm from the thought.
“don’t let people who know the surface-level bakugou affect the inner bakugou. if they choose not to learn who you really are, then their perspective of you is bias, and that’s unfair.” you explained.
“but,” he started, though you didn’t let him finish.
“and the people around you know that you are a good person. you may be loud, arrogant and brash at moments. but, we wouldn’t want it any other way. who else would we tease for fun if you weren’t there? or if we wanted some honesty, or a good laugh. we love you, kats. the inner and surface level of you.”
katsuki couldn’t help the smile that tugged on his lip, his shoulders lifting with relief. he lightly squeezed your hand that was still entwined with his. you figured it was his way of saying thank you.
“you love me?” he repeated, his smile now forming into a grin. he turned his back and started to lean back, resting his body in your lap.
you giggled, your face warming. “yes, i do.”
“say it then.” his eyes gazing into yours. of course katuski was aware of your love for him. there was nobody sane that would date someone like him; it truly seemed like a beauty and the beast situation in his eyes.
it was all more reason to fall in love with you even harder. he didn’t deserve your love and kindness, but there you were always giving it to him. you’re beautiful, delicate, and intelligent. it would be a sin to not praise the ground that you walked upon. because you were everything to katsuki and he wasn’t sure if he was up to par.
but while you were here, showering him in unconditional and gentle love, he was going to try and learn how to be the best person for you and the people around him. he would hate himself if he lost you because of his irrational behavior considering you’re the future in his eyes.
your smile matched his, crescent moon’s beginning to form under your eyes from how wide your grin was.
“i love you, katsuki.” finally. the words he loved to hear. and it ached. it ached all over. since when did he turn into such a big softie? but, it didn’t matter as long as you remained in his presence.
his rough, calloused hand reached up to cup your face, swiping his thumb across the apple of your cheek.
“i love you more, y/n.”
—
come here katsuki… lemme love u pls. hes so beautiful and soft. delicate bakugou 4 life !!!
2K notes
·
View notes
Fucking werewolf Katsuki BUT BUT BUT-
He’s wearing a muzzle 🤭🤭🤭
Warnings: Muzzling obvi, riding, biting previously referred to
he hates it. it’s so degrading, humiliating to his kind. if his past self saw him in the position he was in now, he would flip his shit.
but for now, he stares, more like glares at you from below you. his hands are tied behind his back so he doesn’t tear it off, and you are riding his lap.
he’s moaning under his breath, and refusing to look at you, embarrassed about the whole situation
you tap on the metal muzzle and his ears pin back. his eyes flicker to your face and he tries to look angry, but the way your moving on his cock is making him shiver. “Kats, don’t be embarrassed,” you coo, pressing a kiss to his forehead
his face heats up and you can hear the thumping sound of his tail his tail hitting the bed. “i-it’s humiliating,” he whispers, gripping the pillow behind when you begin to instead grind on him.
his eyes linger at your hips, wishing he could grab onto them to support your movements. make you move faster.
“aw, but puppy, you know you have a biting problem,” you tease, tracing the abundance of bite marks littered upon your skin. he claims it helps ward other wolves off, something to do with your scent being covered. you know it was all an act, he was a possessive bastard
“p-please?” he murmurs, eyes slightly rolling back, when you bring your hands to the both of his ears. “won’t bite. won’t bite. i won’t. please!”
it was a lie and the both of you know it. you’ve been in this position before, and every time you agree to his plea, his canines are always digging into your skin not even minutes later.
you continue your administrations on his ears, using it as leverage to help you bounce. “but puppy, you look so pretty in it. want you to cum without biting me”
he heaves, head falling forward and onto your chest. the thought makes him him whine. it always did feel better with his teeth in you. marked up for him; his, his, his.
but you were fucking him senseless, so even if the muzzle was humiliating and frustrating, he wasn’t about to complain. too much at least. “fuck. fine.”
“such a good puppy!”
his tail begins its wagging again and he already is planning where to bite when you take the ridiculous thing off
1K notes
·
View notes
Pro hero Dynamite who has a lewd car sticker of his pro hero girlfriend.
He insists you pose in front of his car next to the sticker so he can post it and “let all your fanboy simps cry about it”.
806 notes
·
View notes