#thinkingaboutoboro

[sagegr33n]

today we're thinking about Deku and his stundere wife .

Cw: Black fem reader, afab anatomy, light smut-like its mostly fluff but there's the smallest sprinkle of smut, body descriptions.

Izuki Midoriya loves his mean wife.

No one can understand why he's been with someone who seems so agitated with his existence for so long , but he really does. And you are mean. Always snapping at him about one thing or another .

He didn't run an errand on time.

He forgot to take the dog out this morning.

The lawn isn't mowed.

Popping him in his forehead because he didn't pick the kids up from school or drop them off for clubs.

To other people you seem insufferable.

But for Izuku, its what other people don't see that's got him so hooked.

They didn't see way your brown eyes went as wide as saucers when he got down on one knee , or the the way your usually strong , steady voice faltered when you said yes (reluctantly of course)

or how your face lit up the first time you held your firstborn after pushing through eight hours of labor like a fucking champ. Beautiful brown lips curling up into the most delicate smile he had ever seen in his life.

Other people never get the privilege of hearing you rant about your favorite tv shows , spiky voice unusually calm. (Deku would never say it upfront , but he never knows what's going on in any of the shows you like, no matter how many times you explain it to him, the only thing on his mind being your adorable voice.)

For as long as you've been married , he still dosent think He's ever heard you say you loved him. You might have mumbled it once while he was dragging you to bed after you had too many drinks at a Christmas party but he isn't too sure.

But the thing is , Deku dosent need to hear you say you love him to know that you do.

He feels it in the chaste kisses you leave on his temple as you leave for work , early in the morning when you think He's sleep. He never is.

He can taste it in the wonderful foreign dishes you have waiting for him on the dinning room table every day when he returns home from his hero agency, battered and bruised. Before you , he was sure his favorite food was Katsudon, but now its whatever you feel like blessing his palate with.

He sees it in how understanding you are, Never jumping down his throat when hero work keeps him busy ,not even when he misses anniversaries , or birthdays, or first days of school.

He knows you love him because of how tight you wrap your hands around his torso, tear streaked face planted in his chest , shaking because "you thought he might not make it home tonight."

His entire body drips in your love when He's balls deep inside your perfect cunt, the feeling of connection so sacred and warm, he thinks if given the chance , he might never leave. Your manicured nails scratching lines on his back, cutting deeper than any insult you could ever spit at him.

Yes, for Deku its what others don't see that truly matters, because for all your nitpicking, fussing and borderline domestic abuse,

Deku knows you love him.

And boy does he love you too.

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[sagegr33n]

ᴵ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᶜᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᶦᵗˢ ʰᵃˡᶠ ᵖᵃˢᵗ ᶠᶦᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ᴵ'ᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶜᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᶦⁿᵉ

Pairing- Fwb! Bakugou x Black! Fem! Reader.

Summary- As long as you've known Katsuki Bakugou , He's never been the type for commitment. you were ok with that at first - but after a while his fuck and dip lifestyle started to leave you feeling used and drained .You were thinking today you'd finally have the strength to break things off with him , but as usual Bakugou seems to have different plans.

Content warning- semi-established relationship, manipulation/blackmail/dubcon ,Possessive Bakugou,Black reader, Body descriptions, fem anatomy, fem reader, dumbification, Porn with plot, degradation, Bakugo's pretty mean, civilian au/no quirk 18+ MdnI

You knew he wouldn't be there when you turned over.

Katsuki's presence was something that couldn't be ignored, and right now your room couldn't feel more bare.

You knew he wouldn't be there when you turned over, the same way you knew he had left as soon as you fell asleep. Long gone and on his way to stick his dick into anyone who'd let him .

You knew all of this, yet that didn't stop the sharp pang of reality from shooting across your chest and settling stubbornly in your heart when you flipped over to find a very, empty bed.

The reality is you don't mean shit to Katsuki bakugo.

But even as you're left with only his traces on your body in the forms of hickies and deep bruises, you cant bring yourself to actually hate him. He told you what this was from the start.

"Nothing serious, none of that relationship shit."

Sleazball, Slut, Passed around ? sure- but you cant call Katsuki Bakugou a lair.

No, if anything he was brutally honest.

You recall the time he smoked you out, and in your fuzzy lightheaded state you had made the mistake of asking him what you were to him.

"Good pussy" He had answered shortly , spending no time thinking about it before taking another drag of his swisher.

In all honesty you have no right to be upset. You know this.

Not once in you're relationship has Bakugou ever given you a single shred of hope of starting something serious.

He never stayed after he came.

Never asked if you needed aftercare.

Never even bothered to help with cleaning up after.

This- assuming that by some magical stroke of fate he would fall in love with you-was purely your fault, and today you were going to fix it.

Katsuki would show up at your door step at a approximately 5 :30 . That being the only constant in your relationship.

He'd show up at five thirty, and expect you to drop everything to attend to his needs. It didn't matter what you'd been doing or how tired you were. When Katsuki rang, you answered. But this time -This time you wouldn't.

You'd open the door- of course- but that was as far as things would go.

you wouldn't step to the side and allow him to slip into your apartment and you wouldn't allow him to talk you out of your panties. You would tell him you had no interest in being his plaything anymore and he would leave.

You could feel the weight beginning to lift off of your shoulders.

After today Bakugou Katsuki would no longer be your problem. It wasn't like you're relationship was progressing, and you were getting old to have fucking friends with benefits. You've come to the point in your life where you were strictly looking for serious things, and all of this was for the better.at least that's what you try to tell yourself.

By the time five o'clock rolls around, every bit of uncertainty has already evaporated from your body and when Katsuki's awaited doorbell ring echo's throughout your apartment you're not nearly as nervous and you thought you would be.

You crack the door open only slightly , just enough so that he can see your face an hear you clearly when you say

"Ive been thinking and we should stop seeing each other , don't come here again Katsuki."

You're proud of how steady your voice is.

You're starting to shut the door before a Jordan four clad foot jams into the doorway.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" The bass in his gravely voice seems to drain out all the self confidence you were so sure you had a minute ago.

"I think -we should-stop seeing each other." You repeat, cringing mentally at how faint you sounded.

Katsuki's carmine eyes seemed to study you for a second, head cocked to the side before he throws it back , a boisterous laugh erupting from him.

" What the fuck are you going on about shitty woman? He snorts "You sound like you're breaking up with me or some shit."

"Could you- could you move your foot?" You try again.

Your words don't seem to register to Katsuki as he simply pushes past you into your apartment, sending panic shooting though you. "The fuck are you doing? "I just -

"I heard you, I was just thinking you must've lost a few braincells from air loss when you were gagging on my dick last night. He sighs slipping off one of his shoes. "Or maybe those fucking braids are too tight."

His words sting- they always sting-but you dont back down. "Katsuki if you dont get out of my house I'm going to call the police."

He seems to become even more humored at this, a small smile forming on his lips.

" I'm tired of you coming over here whenever you feel like it and using me however you like. I'm grown as hell Katsuki, what the fuck do I look like having friends with benefits at this big age? Clearly whatever the fuck this is isn't progressing any further and its not like you cant go find some other bitch to get off on, Now get the hell out my house! you spit, words filled with venom.

"You done now?" Katsuki sighs uninterestedly. Your face heats up at how unbothered he is with your feelings.

"Because if you're little performance is over, we can try being transparent with each other. "

"What the hell are you-Get the fuck out Bakugou, right now!" You shout.

"I'll leave sure, but what would I do with all these pretty pictures you sent me?" The blonde asks more to himself than you.

Your heart drops to your feet as he continues "It'd be a shame if my finger slipped or some shit and my entire group chat , or maybe even your job got those ."

"y' think shitty hair will like your tits as much as I do?"

A lump forms in your throat as you recall the many lewd photos Katsuki had of you on his phone, you hadn't put it past him too refuse to delete them- but you never thought he'd be scummy enough to use them as some kind of fucked up blackmail.

"Y-you wouldn't " You whimper, tears starting to well up in your eyes.

The blonde's smile widens" That's right, I wouldn't, if you were to start acting like you have fucking sense and not like some brain dead idiot." Your breath hitches at that.

"You can start with losing all those fucking clothes." He smiles "Maybe I'll fuck you over the kitchen counter, never tried that before.. Katsuki trails off, pulling his shirt from over his head and your arms feel like lead as you do the same. you fiddled with your jeans hopping that by some stroke of luck He'd come to his damn senses.

"The fuck are you standing like that for?" Your dumbass forgot how to unbutton your pants or some shit?" The blonde growls .

"Gotta do every fucking thing around here!" He snaps stomping over to you, roughly grabbing the hem of your pants.

By the time he finally works your pants down past your ankles you know he has no intention of stopping.

"Y're already fuckin wet" He sneers , the dark spot seeping through underwear incredibly obvious. " Made such a big fuckin show of how fucking sick of me you are, but this cute brown cunt seems to know who she belongs too."

His voice sends ripples through your pussy and you knew he wasn't lying. No matter how much you tried to pretend you were done Bakugou Katsuki , your body was always there to bring you back down to reality.

"Cute little bitches like you have no business thinking, the blonde mumbles, two thick fingers prodding at your entrance. "The only fucking thing you need to be thinking about is taking my cock, you leave all the important decisions to me alright?"

He pushes both fingers in with no warning and you tense, whimpering at the sudden intrusion. "S' fucking sloppy for me, its like this shit is all your good for" Katsuki chuckled. "But lets be fucking honest, it is all your good for, or else I wouldn't be here, but you knew that already." Katsuki groans , fingers plunging deeper inside of you as he bends you over your kitchen island.

He slides his fingers out of you swiftly, pressing his print against your thigh , rutting harshly. You curse the way your hips grind back, as if the action was muscle memory.

"See this fucking body knows what it wants, why dont you tell me too?"

You want nothing more than to punch the smug look he no doubt has on his face off of him. Scream, shout, curse his name. But you won't. He knows it, you know it.

"M'not gonna fucking put it in until you fucking beg."

Maybe if you had refused, pushed him off of you-something -anything, the outcome would have been different. But as usual , the relationship existed on Katsuki' terms. It always had, and it always would. He knows it, you know it.

When Katsuki Rang you answered. And today would be no different.

"P-please, Suki'-wan-want it inside , please." You whimper, the shame you felt for complying long gone.

"Cant-fuck-Cant fucking hear you."

" Need it-Need it suki' please"

That seems to please him since you feel the thick mushroom head of his cock poke into your entrance, sending ripples through your body.

"Already clamping down on me-fuck " The blonde groans resting his head in the crook of your neck, the sound of his hips slamming against your ass echoing throughout your apartment.

The night becomes a blur. Orgasm after orgasm wrecking through your body. Katsuki seems to make it a point to take you on every surface he could find, doggystyle on the couch, reverse cowgirl on the kitchen table. Laying you down on the abdomen and yanking your legs onto his shoulders. Thrust deeper, hands holding on tighter.

Somehow the two of you make it to the bedroom and the way Katsuki is plowing you into the mattress made you felt like you were melting. Any shame you might have felt was completely gone, you felt so fucking full, so good.

Until you felt nothing at all.

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When you wake up, you knew he wouldn't be there.

You know this and still the pang of hurt shoots through you when you turn around to an empty bed. You weren't strong enough to get rid of him. You'd never be strong enough to get rid of him.

A small part of you had always known this. Known you were bull shitting yourself when you said you were done with Katsuki Bakugou. Bull shitting yourself by thinking you had any say anyways.

Bull shitting yourself into thinking one of these days you'd turn around and he'd still be there.

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Toxic Bakugou tbh! 🧘🏾‍♀️

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