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katsukiizmoon · 7 months

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╰┈➤ ꒰🍒 ┊Roll On Wax | Katsuki Bakugou꒱ 『♡』 F! Reader, domestic, reader is waxing coochie, established relationship, husband!katsuki, katsuki loves u so he helps lmao, unedited, one suggestive scene at the end 『♡』 I got a new wax roll on kit-- majority of my punani is smooth now. That's how.. this happened.

No because imagine you get a new roll on wax kit and get bold and decide to do your bikini line and coochie. And you're doing it, but holding the skin taut and yanking at the same time isn't a task for the weak.

Cue Katsuki walking in on you with your legs in a butterfly position, shirt in mouth to chew on, yanking strips of wax off of your crotch and thighs. He blinks momentarily, carmine eyes scanning you just to double check that he's really seeing this.

"What're you doin' now?" The blonde exasperates with a sigh, leaning against the bedroom doorway with furrowed brows.

You pause right before pulling off another strip and clamp your legs closed. Your face burns just about as much as the side of your crotch while you formulate a flustered answer.

"Waxing?"

His lips quirk up in amusement, tilting his head to look at where the strip is still stuck to your skin. "...and how's that workin' out for you?"

Katsuki's never been picky about the state of your pubic hair. Hair, no hair, shaven, waxed-- he doesn't really give a damn. Pussy is pussy. Call him a pussy connoisseur. But you wanted it waxed. Shaving has been a pain in the ass lately with all the ingrowns and razor burn you're getting.

"It's. Well it's going." Your hand gestures to the grocery bag of already-used strips and the heated wax roll on to the left of you.

Katsuki strolls forward languidly in his work pants and socks, huffing a little laugh at the sight in front of him. His brows furrow.

"Is it hard?"

"Mmm. Keeping the skin taut while I yank is... proving to be difficult."

Big hands reach for your thighs and you squeal, clamping them closed and pouting up at your husband. He looks confused at your embarrassment and rolls his eyes.

"Quit acting shy, y're pussy ain't anything new to me." His thumbs rub over the fat of your thighs again and slowly coax them open. Your hand reaches to cover up your face and he snorts.

"It's different when I'm waxing n' stuff!" You insist, feeling self conscious for the first time in a long time.

"I've seen you shave your asshole, it really isn't that different, sweetness." He chortles, cooing when you relax your thighs and gesture to the half-done wax job.

Your face never stops burning but you demonstrate and instruct how it's done. He frowns and holds up the wax strip to look at all the hairs and makes a comment on how weird it looks. He gets a smack to the shoulder for that.

He let's you do majority of the work but yanks a few of the hard to reach strips off, pressing the back of his hand to the red area to soothe you after.

"You shouldda just used my card and got it done at the salon." He pulls off the last strip and throws it away, giving you a little pat on the butt once he's finished.

The shower after goes smoothly for a little as you reward him for it in the form of a shoulder massage and kisses. His fingers trail down and slide toward your folds, dipping in momentarily, only for you to grip his wrist with a stern look.

"No sex for three days--"

"Goddamnit." A huff and sigh.

You lower down to your knees with a quirked brow. Ignoring the water hitting you in the face as he catches on and reaches for the roots of your hair with a grin.

#[ short ]#[ katsuki ]#[ drabbles ]#bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader

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quitesins · 5 months

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Boxer! Bakugou x Sports Journalist! Reader

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Tags: Sfw, drabble, aged up bakugou, boxer! bkg, sports journalist! reader, female reader, ooc bakugou? Maybe? Dialogue heavy, I’ve had this in my drafts since feb, idk anything about boxing btw

“They say you’re a prodigy, Mr. Bakugou but do you think you can keep up with those who’ve been fighting for years?”

Bakugou Katsuki, The Dynamight.

It’s testy to ask a question like that. You’ve watched his other interviews- he’s volatile, quick to anger. So you’re surprised when he looks you over, and smirks.

“You doubtin’ me?” There’s amusement in his voice. He thinks you’re nervous, he’s already disregarded you as a threat.

“No.” You sit up a little straighter. “But you have been uncharacteristically quiet about your training recently. One can only assume why.”

Bakugou lets out a bark of laughter, it’s not one you haven’t heard before but it’s still rare, feeling almost exclusive to the journalists he really doesn’t respect.

“And you’re suspecting it’s because I have nothing to show? Hah!”

You have to force your eyebrows back up, your lips to still curve.

“If not, what else? Aren’t you a little too confident” You pause. “Izuku Midoriya is also force to beat, but even he isn’t so cocksure.”

The crowd around you hushes. No one dares mentions that name. Bakugou grits his teeth, while you smile with yours prettily. It’s a low blow, bringing up his rival, but you’re not here to play nice either.

Bakugou takes a second, then replies. “That nerd would tremble over a baby.” His arm comes out to rest on the seat beside him, and he leans back casually. “His progress has nothing to do with me. I know my skill. I don’t need to be worried.”

It ticks you off how quick he is at regaining the upper hand, like confidence runs through his veins.

Though he looks unperturbed, his team ushers another journalist to the mic, and you have to step back at last. But even as you sink back into the crowd, head lowered, scribbling away at your notes, a pair of red eyes follow you, with intensity you’d be glad not to notice.

You’re waiting in the cold, under a darkening sky, just outside the hall, when a warmth emerges on your left side. It’s him. The Dynamight. And you jump back startled.

He stands there, clearly entertained by the fact you hadn’t noticed him and then by little gasp when you do.

“Mr Bakugou.” You’re curt, not particularly interested in getting into an argument, expecting that was what he was here for.

“Bakugou’s fine.” His shoulder nudges yours, for a second you think it’s a threat, but the foreign softness of his voice makes you realise otherwise. He’s trying to be… friendly? For what reason, it’s beyond you.

“Bakugou.” You don’t open up, but you don’t shy away either. He seems to take that as a win. “Shouldn’t you be inside, I’m sure everyone is clamouring for your attention.”

He snorts, it’s similar to his laugh during the interviews, but this time you can tell it isn’t taunting. You feel a bit guilty for assuming it had come with malice earlier.

“You’re not one bit scared of me are ya?”

“Should I be?”

Maybe he genuinely enjoys the back and fourth, because he really laughs at that. “Nah, you’d probably write a hit piece on me.”

“I- What?” When his words sink in you fluster at his claim. “No I wouldn’t? What?!”

“I read that article you did on Dabi.” Bakugou raises- without accusation. “The fucker deserved it.”

“It wasn’t like that!” It wasnt. It’s not your fault the famous boxer Dabi— Touya Todoroki had turned out to be former world champion, Endeavour’s son. You weren’t trying to expose any nepotism. It just happened to be. “It’s my job!!”

For a moment, Bakugou thinks you look like a scolded child, trying to defend yourself from the heinous allegation of stealing from the cookie jar.

“Relax. I know.” Bakugou nudges your shoulder again. “It’s why I want you to come interview my gym.”

“What?”

“My gym, Jeanist, Red, the whole lot.” He lists. “I don’t trust any other extra to do it. Either suck ups or fuckin’ liars.”

“And you think I’d be the inbetween?” You eye him warily, you don’t trust his trust.

“Yeah.” He ignores your skepticism. “Plus, it’d be nice to have a pretty girl around for a change.”

Now that’s what gets you speechless. Despite the increasing attempts of gossip mags trying to speculate about the annoyingly handsome Dynamight’s love life, he’d never actually been caught in a dating scandal. Honestly it seemed like the man was far too focussed on himself to have interest in anyone at all.

“That shut you up, huh?”

You’re actually glad he teases, because it reminds you not to fall for whatever charm he’d conjured up. You give him a frown but somewhere in your chest, it feels oddly warm.

“Think about it.” He steps back. “I’ll tell you now, best fuckin’ article you’ll ever write.” He nods over to a car you hadn’t noticed pull up.

It’s your cab, and it’s mildly embarrassing to realise how concentrated you’d been on him. He goes to take his leave and you turn to enter the car. Neither of you say goodbye, you just look away with faint smiles on your faces.

I had the beginning of dis just floating about in ma drafts since feb, finally added to it so why not post, also yes this is a call to watch Ippo. Miyata my beloved…

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bakuwhcre · 11 months

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"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.

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zanarkandskylines · 3 months

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Tidal Wave

『♡』 pro-hero fem!reader x pro-hero bakugo ♡ katsuki bakugo masterlist ♡ summary: a horrible accident occurs while reader is on patrol for the night. when she's released, she runs to bakugo's apartment for support tags & warnings: loss of parent, failed rescue, trauma, angst, emotional comfort, fluff a/n: in my head, katsuki would be a very supportive BF who would comfort you after a bad day in any way he could, especially when it comes to losing people on the job. it's never easy and heroes need care, too!! ꒰ Ao3 version | word count; 1,454 ꒱

Getting ready to head out for a short night shift, you text Bakugo to let him know you're safe. He's always worried whenever they schedule you super late, especially by yourself.

[you] i'm heading in now, want me to text you when i'm home? might be late [kat] yes, don't care. if i'm up or not, i'll at least know you got home safe [you] okay, love you [kat] love you too

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Time of death; 12:05AM.

The rain pelted against the neoprene material of your hero suit as you stood with the paramedics.

“Y/H/N?” One of them called to you. “We need your report on the incident.” She waited beside you with a clipboard, her paperwork growing damp with each raindrop.

─── A normal late night patrol, you’d been walking a dimly lit street on your route when a small child came running up to you, latching on to your leg. She couldn’t have been more than 8 years old.

“Excuse me! Miss hero!” She sniveled as she buried her face against your thigh, clutching your suit in her tiny palms. She was shaking like a leaf - covered in, what you presume, is mud.

You slouch over, a gentle hand on her head. “What’s wrong, little one?” She looks up at you, her eyes the color of sapphires.

“My mommy is in trouble! I tried to help her, but…please miss hero, come with me!”

Her dainty fingers grab your hand and pull you in the direction she came from. A few minutes down the road, you see an older woman on the riverbank. She’s face down, it’s hard to see without direct light what exactly happened. You’re jogging over to her with the little girl by your side.

“Sweetie, can you tell me what happened?” You ask the child.

She wipes a dribble of snot on the back of her hand. “Mommy and I were walking over there,” she points to the nearby bridge. “And she fell over into the water!”

”You’re very brave to come find help,” you praise, giving her a pat on the back. “Let’s get your mommy away from the water while I call my friends to help.”

While waiting for the rescue crew to arrive, you cautiously move the mother further away from the edge of the river. Suddenly, she begins to seize, catching you off guard. She’s gasping for air, flailing her arms around with tears pricking the corner of her eyes. You roll her on her side, rubbing her back as you see the lights of the sirens coming over the bridge.

Come on, come on, get here faster!

The ambulance pulls up on the pathway and 3 paramedics dispatched from all sides. They’re running up to you, yelling, “Clear the way!” You take the little girl’s hand and guide her up the riverbank to the ambulance.

“She’s been poisoned! Grab the siphon kit, stat!”

As chaos is brewing all around, rain begins to patter against the grass outside. You’re wiping mud off of the little girl’s face as you hear, “We’re losing her!”

You place your hands softly over her ears, turning to the paramedics as they’re attempting to revive her mother.

Please, no...

"Is my mommy going to be okay?" the little girl asks sheepishly. You can't answer her, you just nod your head and smile the best you can. You have to keep a brave face for her.

Then, you hear the dreaded noise.

* Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep *

Your heart drops, sinking into your stomach as you squeeze your eyes shut. Everyone in the vicinity is holding their breaths collectively. The paramedic with the respiratory machine wearily gets to her feet.

"Mark the time of death as 12:05AM."

───

You’re on autopilot, shoving your emotions deep down as you recall the events of the night to the paramedic for her report. You can't emote right now, you have to pull it together until you can leave.

"The child will be brought into protective custody until we find a relative. Thank you for your service, Y/H/N. You're free to go - we'll take it from here."

Before leaving the scene, you take one last glance over to the small girl. She's under a blanket in the back of the ambulance, staring blankly into space.

It breaks your heart.

───

You're sprinting, faster than your legs can carry you, through the downpour as you approach Bakugo's apartment complex. What time even was it? Last you checked, almost 12:30AM. He's gonna be pissed when you wake him up.

You needed him, now more than ever.

You round the corner of the third floor and skid to a stop at his door, soaking wet, leaving a puddle onto the hallway floor. You can hardly breathe as you knock, praying he's either still awake or won't be frustrated.

Fuck, I should have just called.

To your surprise, Bakugo answers the door after only two knocks. His expression shifts violently from annoyed to worried when he sees you standing there, immediately pulling you inside and shutting the door.

"What the fuck happened Y/N?!" he asked, more so demanded.

You can't hold it together anymore - you crumble into his arms, sobbing hysterically. His t-shirt absorbs the waterfall of tears you're crying, inconsolable against his chest as he's supporting your weight.

He runs his hand through your bangs, brushing the wet strands away from your face.

"Shh, hey, it's alright," he whispers, stroking your wet hair. "Any louder and you're gonna get me a noise complaint."

You let go, realizing that you've made a mess of his entryway and his t-shirt. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't -"

"Y'don't have to explain shit. Now let me get you out of that before you catch a cold."

Bakugo spins you around, tugging at the zipper of your hero suit harshly. The skin-tight bodysuit under the rest of your gear loosens, letting him slip his hands inside and peeling it off of your cool skin. You didn't realize how cold you were until this moment, shivering beneath his touch. Your suit crumples onto the floor, along with the rest of your accessories, leaving you in your underwear.

He tenderly grabs your shoulders, pushing you toward the bathroom. Little droplets of water fall from your damp hair as he's leading you down the hallway.

Before you know it, steams is rolling out of the shower as Bakugo is stripping himself down to get in with you. He soothes you as he takes the rest of your clothes off, guiding you into the shower with him. He puts you under the water first, rinsing your body with the hot water to warm you back up.

As the water cascades around the two of you, he's stroking your back, eliciting the remainder of your emotions to come pouring out. A quiet sob escapes you as you try to explain yourself.

"I...I couldn't save her," you start to say, hiccupping between your words. "Her daughter was...she was just a kid...I couldn't help her mother."

Bakugo kisses your forehead. "I'm sorry, baby. I figured that was the case." He continues to wash your hair and body, peppering you with kisses and letting you cry out the feeling. He knows all too well how you feel - the first time you lose someone you're protecting on patrol hurts a fuck ton, no matter the circumstance. It never gets easier.

Once you're all cleaned up, he steps out of the shower first to grab towels. He hands you one as he exits the bathroom, muttering just a sec under his breath. Not more than a minute later, Bakugo returns with a handful of his clothes for you.

"Arms up, buttercup," he playfully sings as he throws the t-shirt over your head, ruffling it at the hem to get it to fit over your physique. He kneels to the floor, a pair of his boxers stretched out for you to step into. You oblige as he yanks them up your legs and comfortably settles them on your hips.

You shuffle your feet in place, slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry for making such a mess, Kat. I didn't know what else to do in the moment."

He cups your cheek in his hand. "Idiot, y'don't need an excuse to come to me. You should know that by now."

Bakugo takes your hand in his, leading you out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. He tucks you under the covers first and settles in behind you, immediately wrapping his arms around your midsection.

"I'll wash your suit for you tomorrow," he says hushed, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. "I love you, baby."

"I love you too, Kats. Thank you."

Just a quick little blurb 'cause I wanted to write Katsuki being sweet without hesitation. :)

Divider by : @/saradika

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uravitypng · 1 year

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you were arguing with katsuki while denki was chilling in the corner of the room as mina walks in and asks whats happening as denki says you're having a lovers spat, leading to you both being incredibly confused because what? you're not having a lovers spat, you're just playfully arguing, it's what you always do with each other, it's not serious, it's hot. why does denki think it's a lovers spat? mina just nods in understanding leading to katsuki shouting at them telling them nothings wrong and they should "fuck off, and not pry into our relationship," you grin as katsuki turns to what with a scowl on his face, "what dumbass?"

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katsumiiii · 2 years

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katsuki who comes to bother you while you’re working. marching in with that signature scowl, hero uniform dirtied and ruffled. your coworkers always watch him in awe, gawking as he approaches you, sweat dripping down his brow.

“you workin’?”

“what else would I be doing tsuki?” you cock your hip, tapping your nails on the marble countertop below you.

“just askin’. you busy right now?” he leans his neck in towards your forehead, towering over the low hanging lights decorating the ceilings.

“maybe. why?”

“tch, why r’you so snippy sweetheart?”

you sigh as he smirks, crimson irises sparkling in amusement, “because katsuki. everyday you come in here asking the same exact questions. you don’t even bother to buy anything, and you always scare my coworkers in the process!”

his head shifts to the left, glancing at your coworkers who shiver in response. he rolls his eyes, flexing his fingers “ain’t shit to be scared of. maybe yer coworkers are just puss-”

“katsuki!”

#just a little smt short #I’m bored at work if you can’t tell !#katsuki brainrot !#katsuki bakugo drabble #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader

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undyneluvs · 11 months

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i’ve been dying to know - do you think bakugou is a tits or ass person?

oh definitely an ass guy.

don’t get me wrong, he loves tits too but theres never something better than him seeing you all worn out after training and seeing you laying down, beat up on the couch. he always knows what’ll make you feel better, sometimes you think he secretly has the same quirk as recovery girl the way that he makes you feel twice as better.

his tongue swirling around your puffed and swollen clit, moving slowly at first and then slowly inserting his index finger into your tight hole .. as he hears lustful moans release from your mouth, he can’t help but move his fingers faster, and faster, matching that movement with his tongue, abusing your clit and covering it with saliva. he especially knows he’s doing a great job when you pull onto his hair, he loves that.

katsuki hears you let out a long moan, and notices you reached your orgasm ..

“don’t think we’re done yet, pretty girl.” he smirked. “we’re just getting started,” he said, unzipping his pants slowly.

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thebluespacecow · 2 months

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Yeah, sure, dude snarls and scowls, bares his teeth. But he's still holding your hand while you try and find your snacks at midnight in the corner store closest to your apartment. He still half listens when you mutter something or the other about how you're pretty certain you saw them on a diffrent shelf, or a diffrent corner store entierly. It dosn't matter, he still wadles with you to the next, mumbling under his breath about how you'll catch a cold for forgetting your coat. He gives you his because you pout.

The cold nips at his cheeks, he's still bleary eyed and he thinks he'll kill whoever took the photo of him and his bed tousled hair. But you do a little spin, grinning with the ease of someone who's loopy, when whatever you were unable to sleep about is finaly in your hands, paid for. The street lamp makes you look golden, it ultametly makes up for the fact that he'll wake up late for work tomorrow.

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willowser · 1 year

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my guilty pleasure trope is like. trash reality dating show au LOL

like you and bakugou on love island ??? HELLO ???? he is 100% the show-stopper that comes in as a twist at the very end, after everyone is already coupled up. thinking they're happy in their pair. ready to move forward and get to know one another. AND THEN BAM. bakugou katsuki. huge and tan and toned. probably a firefighter or something, been single for a long time because he finds it hard to put himself out there — and coming on live, national television was the perfect way to get himself out of his comfort zone LOL

let's say. you're coupled up with denki and you love it ! he's great and funny and charming and will make someone happy — but that someone is just not you. from the get-go, your relationship feels more friendly than anything, but he doesn't try to cop a feel on you in bed and he's a good snuggler and maybe you kiss him once, just to see how it feels, and that's not so bad either. but there are no sparks, no fireworks. you'd be content to even ride out the rest of the challenge in a couple, because he's comfortable, but that's not what either of you came on the show for.

after the first week, bakugou couples up with jirou. her sharp wit and dry humor draws him in enough (and he's always kind of liked that edgy look that she has) — but he very quickly realizes that she's really not that into him POOR GUY. bakugou really isn't her type; besides finding his attitude funny every now and again, they really don't have much in common. don't do much of the same things, share hobbies or interests, so it's a little bit of a bust.

i like to think you're just friends for a week or two. another guy comes in, two new girls come in, but nothing really changes for either of you. keeping your respective couples, just because no one else has really caught your interest — and it's not until a challenge has you kissing him square on the mouth that either of you start to take a second glance across the villa.

you watch him work out in the mornings, make a second cup of tea for when he's done. somehow, you both always end up in the same section, leaning back in the lawn chairs or sitting side-by-side on the beanbags as you chat about how the challenge has been going so far for either of you.

the part of this trope that is so funny to me is that — bakugou really is not the kind of guy that should be on this show LOL he's hard to approach and intimidating and if you don't understand his attitude, then you won't like him. and what little game he has isn't played like this: approaching someone in front of everyone else, nabbing you from your couple, having to put himself out there so that he doesn't get sent home. all while on live television.

but — it's not until you admit, casually one day, that you and denki are just friends that he decides to do anything about it. the two of you have gotten along so well in your couple that bakugou didn't think he stood a chance but after talking to you, he's awkwardly telling kaminari in the kitchen, alone, that he's planning on pursuing you. and denki thinks that's great ! thinks you deserve it !

the week continues on much the same: you and bakugou chat here and there, eat breakfast together away from everyone else, he makes you laugh and you make him smile his crooked little smile at the floor, embarrassed, as he tucks his face and pulls his hat further over his eyes. it's cute and you're having fun with him, but the recoupling is surprising, still.

when he has to stand up there, in front of everyone, red-faced, and grit out that you've caught his eye, that he's enjoyed his time with you, that he'd like to get to know you better — and you're floored. ecstatic, but floored. because he is certainly intimidating, and regardless of the fact that you were with kaminari for so long, you might not have ever approached bakugou, because he's just. so huge and handsome and striking.

and then you're settling in for the night, crawling in to your shared bed for this first time. and he's not like denki, not a cuddler, but you still make a point to wiggle around to him, wait until the lights are off and even breathing sounds throughout the room — and then you tell him, quietly, grinning in the dark:

"i'm really glad you picked me."

you feel bakugou sigh, a bit heavy, and you wonder if you're going in to strong — but then his hand skates over your arm, rests carefully against your hip, and he murmurs, "'m really glad, too."

i wrote this a lil bit ago and have since been made aware of luna's love island bkg !! 🥺 it's so detailed !! there's a whole show for the two of them !!

#pleeeaaaseeee #the image of him sitting on one of those lounge chairs !!!! in just shorts !!!! with some sunglasses and a hat !!!!!#i would be head over heels for him #and he's got his stupid water bottle #brings yours to you filled up and cold #you kiss him up on the balcony a few nights into your couple and it's like BOOM BAM POW #sparks fireworks the whole shebang #akfwkfnjaka it's so cute idk what to tell you !!!#imagine him with a red face standing awkwardly over denki like “...'m...fuckin' interested in her or whatever so...just lettin' you know”#and denki is like “oh sweet! she's interested in you too !”#and bkg is all 👀😳 oh really ???#unintentionally they probably become pals on the show bc denki wants what is best for you and katsuki knows that too #CUTE !! 🥺#blast from the past: hiatus q #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: love island bakugou

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heartofjasmina · 6 months

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Thinking about college roommates Katsuki and Izuku who “help” each other relieve stress iykwim👀

Senpai... you're the best <3

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"That's it Kacchan, just shut up and take my dick." Izuku groans as he fucks Katsuki with all the stregnth in his body. It was their arrangement, you see. As long as no one was visiting- they were both open for free use. And if one of them had a bad day they usually took it out on the other's ass. But when it was Katsuki's turn, it seemed like his cock was made of steel it was so hard. Izuku reveled in the fact that his best friend/rival had a thing for being used like a whore, and always made sure to be vocal while they fucked. It made Katsuki's ass clench around his cock and Izuku could pound Katuski's load right out of him. Katsuki whined and whimpered and moaned when Izuku fucked him, beautiful sounds that Izuku has a recording of he listens to on long missions.

#katsuki smut #katsuki bakugo #bakugou katsuki #bakugou smut #izuku smut #deku smut #jasmina writes 🌸#katsuki x deku #bakugou x deku #bakudeku #sorry its short I'm so sleepy

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smashboxgirl26 · 1 year

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ph! katsuki bakugou x gn! reader contains: nudity (bc ur showering together) and established relationship a/n: very short but HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATSUKI!!!! thank you for the silly little things i've been able to do over the years and all the people i've been able to meet and become friends with because of you ♡♡

Katsuki knew you were at home, showering, when he opened the door to the apartment. It wasn’t that he heard the water running in the bathroom, per say, but your voice echoing over the walls as you sang to whatever was playing at the moment.

His shoulders ached as he kicked his shoes off, slugging the gym bag he’d messily shrugged over his shoulder on the floor before dropping both his water bottle and coffee cup in the kitchen. Your voice guided him towards you — called his aching body into your arms.

He could feel the humidity as soon as he opened the bedroom door — it’d been a long day for you as well, it seemed — and it wrapped nicely in the scent of your body wash, both leaking through the door: enticing him further.

He was already practically naked as he stepped into the bathroom, having most of his clothes off on the floor of the bedroom: you hadn’t noticed he was there yet, back facing him as the fogged glass hid most of yourself from his view. You’d dimmed most of the lights, only a soft yellow glow remaining over the marble tiling. Him closing the door behind him was what alerted you; hushed out of your singing to give a small, tired smile.

“I didn’t know you were home,” you stated simply, voice echoing off the walls of the bathroom with the sound of water rushing behind it.

“Just got back…” he sighed. “It was a long day.”

“Yeah.” You echoed, humming in agreement. Just as he thought.

A moment passed before you spoke again. “I’ll leave the water running for you, okay?”

“You’re getting out?”

“Yeah, I’m finished.” You pushed the shower door open, but remained unable to push past him as he stood in the doorway.

“Kats, let me out.” You gave him a funny look — half-way between a smirk and a raised eyebrow — all aware of how he was staring at you.

However, he didn’t say anything before he hustled you back into the shower, his arms wrapped around your waist — his fingers resting over the small of your back. He let himself drop into your neck, the shower water falling over the both of you now, inhaling the faint scent of your body wash on your skin

“Missed you,” he murmured into your collarbone, sighing as your fingers tore through his scalp.

“I missed you too.”

#this is not deserving of him im sorry this is so short but i needed some fluffiness #just short and cute and sweet #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki x you

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quitesins · 2 years

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Katsuki Catching you on the Sims

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Tags: Sfw, suggestive, fem!reader, friends to lovers, short drabble, no edit just vibes

“Is…is that us?” The voice startles you and you immediately go to cover your screen, embarrassment hitting you like a truck.

“What- no- Kats’ what-” You scramble out the words, snapping your head to the side.

“Oh it fucking is, isn’t it?” You can hear the smirk, Katsuki shoving you lightly to the side and taking seat. “Go on, show me.”

You shake your head harshly, still clutching the laptop, not making any moves to close the game.

“Nah, I wanna see.” Katsuki can be stubborn and you know you aren’t going to get out of this one.

“Fine…” You whisper out, reluctantly slipping your hands down and finding the mouse pad.

God, it’s embarrassing.

You can’t even try to hide the resemblance between the character of your game and the man beside you. His name is in bright capital letters, admitting your lies for you.

“Huh, it really is me.” Katsuki muses, eyeing his Sims counterpart. “Got my skull shirt and all.”

The sim in question walks around the screen, throughout a large but homely house. The two of you watch it for a moment, when suddenly a notification pops up. Oh no.

“This sim is feeling…” Katsuki starts to read, and you wish for the ground to swallow you. “Flirty?”

You don’t even want to look at the screen anymore, but Katsuki does, following along the character as the camera pans. Soon another sim is in view. One that’s evidently you. And before you can even attempt to pause the game, divert the character away or even throw the laptop off you, there goes Katsuki’s sim, pulling yours into a kiss. A grand, dramatic, and undeniably salacious kiss.

Not a word is said. All you can hear is your own heart beating tremendously. You wonder if he can hear it. Then, abruptly and loud, Katsuki laughs.

A genuine- from the belly- laugh. He doesn’t stop, even when you shake him in protest, whining that he’s being a prick. There’s tears in his eyes, his head is tilted back and his hands rest on yours as they jab at him lightly. If you weren’t so flustered you’d probably appreciate the rare display of unrestrained joy.

“Shut the fuck up! Katsuki!” The laptop is pushed off you by now, and you’re practically atop of the man, shaking him to stop.

His laughter starts to taper but with a chuckle still in his voice, he says. “You’re an idiot, y’know that?”

Katsuki doesn’t give you a moment to take in the words, already pulling you to him, clutching your face in his hands and kissing you.

One grand, dramatic, and undeniably salacious kiss.

It surprises you for a second, but then you melt, almost asking for more. You’re on his lap, by your own movements and his. Nothing on your mind but the feeling of his lips against yours.

When the two of you finally pull apart, you can see how he blushes, how his chest falls and rises. Just like you- he’s in his own fluster.

“Could’ve just asked.” He breathes, the two of you calming. “I’d give you anything from that shitty game.”

The hint of jealousy makes you giggle, resting your head on his shoulder. “Even the multi-billion dollar house I designed?”

You can tell he rolls his eyes, but his voice is soft and full of love.

“Yeah, even the fuckin’ world.”

-

“Holy fuck [Name], do we have kids in this shit?”

“KATSUKI!! STOP LOOKING!!!”

I’m currently trying to re-download sims because the last I played was when I was 16 and I miss it! Bout to make my whole genshin team and start a fight club 💪

Edit: this is getting loads of reblog comment thingies and I really want to say thank u!!! But IDK HOW TO REPLY??? THIS APP IS SO HARD TO USE???!??

#fanfic #x reader #fanfiction #mha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bakugo x reader #bakugou imagine #katsuki x reader #katsuki x y/n #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki imagine #bakugou drabble #drabble #bakugou fluff #mha fanfic #quite shorts #quitesins bkg

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hanako-0kun · 11 days

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE MAN EVER♡

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Katsuki Bakugo is a man of great things. And one of them is being your boyfriend. So you decided to take matters into your own hands and surprise him with a gift you actually have been saving up until today. It was a one of a kind All Might figurine that you saw him staring at in a mall once. Of course he didn't say anything, which he didn't need too, but you already knew you had to get that for him.

You knew he wasn't a big fan of parties or too many people but you decided to decorate the place just a bit. You already had the cake in the oven so now you just had to see up the banner and balloons before he came home. You took a step down from the ladder you were standing on and inspected your work. You nodded in approval as your head snapped towards the front door. You panicked before diving down behind one of the kitchen counters. You heard him stomping into the kitchen, so that's when you made your move.

You then jumped up with your arms in the air as confetti was thrown from your hands.

"Happy birthday, Kats'!" Katsuki looked bewildered before smiling softly. He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Thanks baby." You giggled and pushed away from his embrace and ran towards a nearby closet. When you returned you had a box wrapped up in golden wrapping paper. "What's this?" He asked as he took the box from you and inspected it.

"It's a present, obviously! Now open it!" You squirmed in your place as Katsuki started to open the present with a puzzled look on his face. He torn off the wrapping paper in quick speed and finally realized what was inside. He opened the box itself and pulled out the figurine.

"Is this...?" You nodded excitedly.

"Yes it is!" Katsuki furrowed his brows slightly and turned his head to look at you.

"[Y/N]..." A frown formed on your face as your arms dropped to your sides.

"You don't like it?" He shook his head and turned his head back to the box in his hands.

"It's not that. I just thought you shouldn't have spent this much money on my birthday." It was now your turn to furrow your brows. You then walked over to gently smack his shoulder. "Hey! What was that for?!"

"You should know damn well that I would've spent my money on you!" Katsuki stared at you with widened eye for a moment before relaxing and sighing.

"I know. Thanks, baby. I love it. I'm sorry for sayin' stuff like that." You smiled brightly and hugged him tight around the waist.

"You're welcome"! He smiled softly and started to sniff his nose around.

"Did you put somethin' in the oven?" You gasp at his question and ran over to the oven to pull out what remained of his birthday cake. You frowned at the cake and placed your face in your hands in shame. Katsuki walked by your side and placed a kiss on your temple. "It's alright, [Y/N]." You felt your bottom lip tremble at his words.

"It's not though. Your birthday cake is ruined and it's all my fault..." He hummed and stared at the cake.

"To be honest I can't give two shits about the cake." Your heart sank at his words and can almost feel tears about to spill out of your eyes. "What I actually care about is the effort and spendin' time with you." You lifted up your head up from your hands and was met with Katsuki's crimson orbs.

"Really...?"

"I wouldn't say somethin' if I didn't mean it. You know that." You wiped the water from your eyes and wrapped one of your arms around his waist. "Plus, I rather have this cake." He then quickly slithered his hand down to your ass and gave it a quick squeeze. You yelped in surprise and smacked his shoulder as he laughed at your reaction. Once you both calmed down, you embraced each other and just stood there in the kitchen for a moment. After a while, you lifted your head up and gave a big smile to Katsuki. He returned and small smirk before placing a small peck on your lips.

"Happy Birthday, my love."

"Happy fuckin' birthday to me."

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lady-ashfade · 6 days

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Sorrow Flowers

Yan!Class 1A x Reader

╰･ﾟ✧☽ Hanahaki disease is hard in all cases. But when you have a group of people in love with you it becomes a bigger problem, since you must love another…

╰･ﾟ✧☽ warnings: short blurb, hanahaki disease, angst, yandere behavior, blood and kinda gory.

dark circles appear under your eyes rather quickly, and in training you seemed to be weaker then normal. at first they thought you were becoming sick with the flu or over working yourself. the class babied you all of the time and made sure to do what they thought was best.

and slowly you came down with a nasty cough. they were so worried and even took you to Recovery Girl to get better. she couldn’t find anything wrong with you- she didn’t know what to test and look for so you went undiagnosed.

clinging to your throat you fell in training and tried to breath and cough up whatever was coming up. your body was sweating and panicking from the pain and lack of air you had. Aizawa was the first one at your side with the others rushing as well.

“Come on, kid.” his hand slapped the back of your back to try and help you breathe. iida was already on his way to get recovery girl. your class mates look in horror, some of them already crying and screaming for you.

blood…

blood splatter onto the floor from your lips and something rolled along with it. you gasped for air as the some blood dripped from down your chin. tears rolled down your eyes. everyone looked down to the thing on the ground, something was blocking your pipes. and what they saw was nothing they thought they had to worry about. a black flower covered in blood, some clots too.

you had hanahaki disease.

the disease for unrequited loved. you loved someone else that wasn’t them. since every one of them was obsessed over you, worship the ground you walked on, wanted nothing more then to have you. that means you didn’t love any of them…and someone undeserving.

the gazes of everyone in the room darkened to black and red. someone had made you this way. you could have died and if it isn’t fixed they could lose you anyway. and that person need to pay. your teacher took you into his arms and carried you to the infirmary to get you some rest and medicine to help, while the others stayed behind to figure everything out.

“this is why I told you idiots to keep a closer eye on them, this is all your faults.” katsuki yelled while pushing pasted them to go and found anyone he could. honestly, after he found the person responsible he might take care of his class mates too because they are equally responsible.

“if you weren’t such a asshole they might have stayed with us! It’s not our fault,” Mina shouted and huffed out.

“whatever it takes we’ll make them better. but for now,” Izuku mumbled with his quirk activated on his own and his body shocks green.

“we need to take care of the disgrace of a person responsible.”

╰･ﾟ✧☽ Haven’t written something finished in a long time, so this probably sucks. I have been in a big writes block.

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mudhamster · 2 months

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Fake freckles (Bkdk, humor, 700words)

Katsuki held up the tape barrier and Izuku, his hand on his aching hip, slipped underneath with difficulty, panting: "Thanks, Kacchan."

The blonde let the tape snap back without a word, the unmistakable sign for the reporters to storm the scene. They watch as they come, and Katsuki squares his shoulders in resignation.

"I hate this part."

Izuku quickly limps in front of him, a filter for both parties, and looks reassuringly over his shoulder into a dirty, grumpy face, "You did great. Don't worry."

"Hero Deku," the first round of questioning begins, "how long does it take to repaint your freckles every time?"

Izuku actually gasps in surprise at this, and the reporter leans further over the barrier, "What product do you use? I'm Mako, from the beauty channel-"

"Fuckin' what?" Kacchan's deep, scratchy voice asks from behind him and Izuku lets out a small, disbelieving laugh, fighting sudden goosebumps.

"Sorry," he apologizes immediately, "but I don't-"

"You think those are fake freckles?"

"Kacchan-"

"Are you guys fuckin' stupid?"

The reporter swings the microphone up while Katsuki crouches over Izuku like a shadow, "Have your shitty eyes checked, you-"

The reporter has no objection at all to changing the subject to the blonde in order to stop his impending barrage of insults.

"Hero Dynamight, you too are often seen with freckles in the summer-"

Literally smelling the nitro, Izuku jumped in, "Kacchan doesn't have any - ugh, it's mostly ash that sticks to his sweat-"

"Deku used to have freckles when every motherfucker and their aunt out there called them ugly," the blonde cut him off and Izuku pursed his lips a little embarrassed, "he has freckles on his elbow, behind his knees and on his goddamn ass."

"Kacchan-"

"How the hell is he supposed to paint there? Huh?"

Izuku rubbed the bridge of his nose and looks apologetically into the camera, but Katsuki wasn't done yet.

"You think he's got nothing better to do than get his ass fake-freckled after a fight?"

"Oh my god," Izuku breathed, subtly tugging at one of Kacchan's gauntlets, "I think that's enough. No one even remotely thought about my butt-"

But Katsuki had wriggled out of his grip and pulled out his cell phone. To Izuku's growing horror, he opened a rather green album and almost stuffed the phone into the reporter's mouth.

"Eight years ago, see? Four of them, right under his eye."

Izuku had never seen anyone flip through an album so violently. All cameras zoomed in on Kacchan's fingers, which aggressively zoomed in on his cheeks frame by frame.

He tries again, "Kacchan-"

"Fuck off, Deku."

Then he takes a deep breath and crosses his arms over his chest.

"Six years ago, four years – last year! Look, you dump jackass."

The whispering grew louder and Izuku bit his lips, mentally playing bingo as to what the headlines would be tomorrow. His ears burned. His face was warm.

"Seen enough?"

The crowd backed away as Kacchan reared up to his full height, and Izuku was too slow to slap away the hand that gripped his collar tightly. With shameful ease, he was lifted from his feet and held up to the camera like a plushy.

"Kacchan-"

"Four here," he turned his wrist until Izuku's other cheek was almost stuck to the camera lens, "and four here. Amateurs y'all, shit."

Izuku pinched Katsuki's hand until the grip on his collar loosened and he found himself safely on his feet a second later. He was flushed from his knees up to his ears by now.

With what was left of his dignity, he tried to bow, thank the civilians for their support, and turn away - but he only managed the first as he was dragged away by the collar again. A storm of flashbulbs exploded behind them, the shouts drowning each other out. The reporters were ecstatic.

"Fake freckles," Kacchan hissed beside him, his little finger crackling with murderous intent, "I've never heard such a load of shit before."

They turn the corner and Izuku side-eyes his best friend.

"You've got a soft spot for my freckles," he concluded with a tiny grin.

Katsuki punched him hard in the upper arm.

"Ow-"

"Shut the fuck up."

#bkdk #mha #deku #kacchan #bakudeku #boku no hero academia #fanfiction #tumblr fanfiction #izuku midoriya #katsuki bakugou #reporters #crack #softspot #short #pre relationship #is it as funny as i think it is #where did this come from?#fake freckles #bkdk fanfic

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ghostbeam · 6 months

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hello beloved sweet angel <3

happy halloween!!!!! for your liddol drabble thing i am humble offering katsuki + haunted house :3

Hiiiii sainty!!! Happy Halloween!!! I hope u have a good one and I hope u like this<3333

Katsuki Bakugou + haunted house

warnings: nothing really, discussions of ghosts, Katsuki doesn’t believe u

words: 700

Blunt fingernails brush against you back underneath your sleep shirt. You lay on your side, staring at your boyfriend as he looks down at you with a face you know means he’s thinking a little too hard. He’s trying to hide it behind soft eyes and relaxed shoulders, but his eyebrows are still pinched like he’s trying to figure something out.

You rub your thumb in between his brows and his moth falls open slightly like he’s been caught, “what are you thinking so hard about?”

“Gotta ask you something.” He says, sitting up on his elbows. “But it’s not—look, I don’t *care*, alright? I just wanna know.”

“Okay.” You speak, your voice soft, cheek shoved against the pillow as you stare at him.

“How come we never stay at my place anymore?” He asks. “It’s not like it matters, but you always make up excuses not to come over, or you ask if I can come over instead, like tonight. It’s not a big deal. I was just thinking about it.”

It wasn’t that you didn’t like Katsuki’s house. It was nice, really beautiful too, the kind of place you could see yourself living in. But there was a small problem, and it felt foolish to admit it.

You turn around so that your back is facing him, unable to look at him when you say it, “your house is haunted.”

“What.” He asks, only its not much of a question. “No, it’s not.”

“Yes it is.” You argue, turning to lay on your back. “It makes noises.”

“It’s an old house. It creeks.” He tries to reason with you, but it doesn’t seem like you’re letting up very soon.

“Old houses don’t creek like that one does. Old houses don’t speak.” You honestly feel a little silly trying to justify this to him, but you know what you’ve seen and heard and felt has no reasonable explanation.

“Speak? It speaks to you?” He asks, a mischievous grin breaking out across his face, “what does it say?”

“Stop making fun of me. I’m being serious!” You whine, sitting up in the bed. His hand comes to rest on your lower back.

“I’m sure you are, baby.” He shakes his head, “but my house isn’t haunted.”

“Katsuki, it’s *so* haunted. Ask anyone.” You tell him.

“The fuck is that supposed to mean? Who are you discussing my house with?” He asks, surprised, sitting up with you.

“Literally everyone. Deku saw a lady in a red dress.” You reveal, and he rolls his eyes.

“That’s my other girlfriend.” He deadpans, and you push against his shoulder.

“You’re not funny.” He wraps his fingers around your wrist and pulls you against his chest.

“Deku didn’t see shit.” He scoffs. “If I had ghosts, they’d attack him.”

“You can’t sic your ghosts on people.”

“Why can’t I? They’d feed off my energy or some shit, right? Hate what I hate, love what I love.” He smiles. You shake your head at him.

“It doesn’t work that way.” You let yourself fall back into bed with a sigh. “You’re not taking this seriously.”

“How does it work then?” He leans down, propping himself up with one elbow and running a hand up your thigh to rest at your hip. He’s always touching you, somehow.

“They’re spirits, they’re not you, or extensions of you.” You shrug.

“They are whatever I say they are.” He says, confidently. Maybe he believes you. He takes you chin in between two fingers. “Hey, haunted or not, you know you’re safe with me, okay?”

“I know.” You nod, wrapping your fingers around his wrist as he moves his hand from your chin to your cheeks.

“The house loves you.” He says after a moment, eyes completely serious and voice firm.

“How do you know?” You whisper. He smiles, unguarded, placing a kiss against your lips.

“Because, I love you.” He speaks, and you roll your eyes.

“We just discussed that’s not how it works.” You chide.

“Hey, they’re my ghosts, not yours.” He flicks your forehead. “Unless you want them to be.”

“I’m not moving into your haunted house.” You turn away from him, pulling the blanket up to your chin. He wraps an arm around your waist from behind, pulling you flush against him and up over his body.

“It‘a not haunted!”

#I Hope u like this I sort of went a different route that I thought I would initially but yeah ajsjsjsjsjs #trying to keep these short but honestly could have written a little more ajsjjsjsjsjs #happy Halloween!!!!!!#bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #ghost.writes #ghost.drabble #should I have a tag for these ummmmmm #ghost’s halloween drabbles!#sure #ajjsjsjsjsjsj

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