#bottom katsuki

[beautifulsenpai]

imagining an au where the bakusquad turned to villains, captured their classmate after he became a hero and now keeps him as a pet in their lair. the amount of times they watch each other play with you..

tw/cw. messed up shit, stomach bulge, double penetration (sorry if this isn’t the stuff you normally thought of)

i believe they would create their villain organization when they got older, and their first order of business would capture their beloved hero that they were deeply in love with in their school years, and now it’s their time to make you theirs once and for all! after capturing you, you bet they would put a fucking collar around your neck like a dog.

how sick, they consider you as their pathetic pet. the days spent with them would be hell. they would play with you, and it’s not like what you think. each of them would take turns fucking you while they watch, or two dicks would be inside of you, creating a bulge while one of their cocks would be inside of your mouth.

they would ignore your screams, and cries of protest while they fill you up with their cum. you never thought that your used-to-be friends could be so horrible. after they had their time with you, they would leave you as a mess. they would later on clean you up but what was the use if they would ruin you the next day..

i might write this though, this is such a creative idea

[animeheadcannonsblog]

Omega Malewife bakugo! X alpha reader!

💥Pure house wife and he loves it

💥He never expected after graduation you would propose to him within the span of 5 years

💥And in that 5 years you became the number one hero Giving bakugo the luxury of retiring at 24

💥He didn’t want to obviously but he knew all you wanted to do was take care of I’m and raise a family together

💥Since then he just takes care of you and the house

💥“I’m home..” yn said as they walked in the door

💥You hear footsteps around the corner coming to you and you see bakugo in an apron with a spoon in his hand

💥“Don’t I’m home me! You’re an hour late dinner is cold and I’m not reheating it either damn it!”

💥All yn could do is smile and went to hug him

💥Later that year bakugo gave birth to a little girl

💥Bakugo is mommy

💥And your daddy

💥“Say bye bye daddy!”

💥Bakugo says with his 2 year old daughter on his hip

💥“Bye bye daddy” she waves happily

💥“Bye bye (haven’t thought of her name lol)!”

💥You kiss the top of her head and then go kiss bakugo on the lips

💥“I should be home around 8 if not 9:30 if all my paperwork is done-

💥“Honey..”

💥“Yea?”

💥“Promise me you’ll come home safe..ok?”

💥“Of course my love I promise

💥“No I mean it..no dumb stunts..like the ones you and izuku pull all the damn time...”

💥“Baby I promise”

💥“Ok”

💥You give him one last kiss before leaving

💥Later he sees you and izuku risking your lives going back into a collapsing building

💥Bakugo gives you and ear full when you get home

[mlm-headcanons]

bottom Bakugo x male reader

Nsfw content, minors do not interact

Aged up characters (they are sharing an apartment)

This is a mlm blog, though no pronouns are used in this scenario, females do not interact.

Your friends are over at your place and Bakugo thinks it would be a good idea to act out in front of them.

“Fu- ha… ngh.. stop it!” Bakugo moaned as you pressed him against the door. “Why would I? If you think you can act all bratty in front of MY friends? Fine, have it your way.”

Your grip tightened on his hardened dick, making him gasp for air. He was almost choking on his own spit. “Y-youu… uhhh.. agh!” “You want to say something?” He tried to choke out something but instead of actual words, only moans came past his lips.

His fingers curled, trying to grasp something, get a grip. Yet he was pressed against your bathroom door, with nothing to get a hold of. His legs trembled and he bent forward a little more, involuntarily giving you better access to his back. Or more his ass.

Three of your fingers moved inside him without a trace of synch and it was driving him insane. Every time you pressed against his prostate hard, he had to suppress a scream. Your other hand was still pumping him, smearing the leak of his previous denied orgasms all over him. “P-please!” You stopped in your tracks. He just whined. “What was that?” You acted surprised, maybe you really were. It was one of the words one heard from him way too rarely. Besides the notorious ‘I’m sorry.’ Hearing that would truly be a miracle. “I said please, motherf- hng, ah!” You couldn’t let him finish that sentence. “Try that again?” you asked with a sweet voice. “Fuck you!”

Enough. Your hand moved from his dick to his neck and you pulled him back to choke him. “Think about that attitude again. Maybe then I’ll let you cum. Tonight.” With that you let go of him and he stood against the door, breathing heavily. His own hand grazed over the bruised skin on his neck while you paid no mind to him and just washed your hands at the sink. “Clean yourself up!” were your last words towards him before you opened the door and left the bathroom.

Outside you were met with your two friends who were now engaged in conversation of their own. As soon as you stepped towards the sofa, they looked up at you. “Is Bakugo-san okay?” one of them asked with a worried expression. You smiled at them. “He’s gonna be just fine. It was one of his scars, like I told you. He’ll be back in a minute.” You sat down with them.

When Katsuki came back soon after, his gaze was glued to the floor, not daring to look at either of you. He had replaced his t-shirt with a sleeveless turtleneck. You noticed one of your friends open their mouth to ask about it, but they closed it only a second after. Bakugo sat down on an armchair opposite you. He knew he couldn’t dare to take a seat beside you again, try his luck by provoking you. He had done that enough. This was gonna be a long evening and he could only hope for the night to be in his favour.

[aeggyy]

brat.

tw; boyxboy, finger-fucking, swearing

" fuuuck off~--" bakugou hissed when you slipped your lubed fingers inside his hole, his cock lay flat on his stomach, hot and leaking precum making his eyes roll into the back of his head, your mouth grew into a mischievous smirk, and you wriggled further into his hole as his walls greedily clamped onto your fingers in response. the blonde let out loud and somewhat aggressive moans as you went further into his hole, hitting that sweet spot, making the blonde's eyes open wide.

" fuck-! hngh~! " he gripped the sheets of the bed, trying his best not to moan out your name or beg you to stop, wanting to keep his dominance intact. you quickened your pace, pulling your fingers out only to shove them back into bakugou's hole making him do those iconic ahegao faces. your other hand traveled his inner thighs to his hardened nipples, the blonde gazed at you with angry lust-filled eyes,

" w-what're you doin'- ngh fuck! " you cut his words short, your fingers did a circular motion, toying with the young lad. tears left the blonde's eyes as he bit his lips to cherry. his right hand left the bedsheets as he tried to touch his cock, but you quickly swatted his hands away and met his lazy half-lidded lust-filled eyes, you could tell that he wanted to cum so badly but you wanted to play with him a little more. " if you wanna cum, then you have to do it from your hole, brat. " the pet name sent shivers down his spine, as his eyes snapped shut.

fuck.

[mettywiththenotes]

The current state of the battlefield, to me

[gglitch1dd]

Surprise

Sub Katsuki x Dom Reader

Context: Your boyfriend has been acting strange lately and now you know why. But the last thing you expected to find him, was like this. But you aren't complaining

Note: Gender Neutral Y/N who uses the term Mommy, Nothing smexy happens to reader in this one, so body doesn't matter. Katsuki being a cute subby baby, ANAL! like a lot, like just butt play to be honest. Fingering (m receiving), Spanking (m receiving), light degradation, praise, FLUFF and Comfort at the end. KATSUKI IN A SKIRT! (but you can imagine him without it)

Dynamight was a lot of things. He was loud, ambitious, boisterous, strong. He held himself on a pedigree high enough to leave people questioning and to seem almost impossible. He was beyond comprehension sometimes. He was constantly saving people, always on the lookout, giving villains a run for their money and putting most said villains in Tartarus where they belong.

But at the end of the day, Katsuki Bakugou couldn’t always be the scary persona he built over the years. He couldn’t. He tried but it would often break him more than he what he needed.

As his loving partner you always paid attention to Bakugou. It was sort of hard not to pay attention to him. He would always demand it at the end of the day. Yet you had only been dating for close to a year and you noticed a few things. A few things you obviously never said aloud in fear of being exploded by your boyfriend.

First was the way he started softening in demeanour. Instead of the harsh unwavering self that he showed you the first few months of dating, he was rather... dare you say... compliant. Bakugou was still himself in the sense that he was still a grumpy Pomeranian but now he listened to you. He left most of his aggressiveness at the door to your shared apartment and often wanted to be coddled by you. You for one saw this as a win considering the type of person he was. He always did have trouble telling you he wanted affection.

Then there was the way he would shift whenever you took charge of things. You had a streak and known to be a bit as crazy (lowkey another demon) as him and that was another aspect to you that Bakugou fell for. But he never saw it directed at him often. Not unless you were in a bad mood, or he was acting up. Now it was really in the subtle things. The things you would shrug off. Like the way you would call him from another room and instead of shouting back or grumbling, he would appear. Or whenever you would notice he was having a bit of a rough day and have to force him to relax around you. Very little things.

There was also the sex. Now your sex life with Bakugou was probably the most fun you have ever had in any of your sex-scapades in life. Yet, being the amazing partner you are, you also notice a bit of drop in his aggressiveness to you. Now at first when you guys started dancing under the sheets, he was a menace. Pinning you down and basically rearranging your insides at any given indication. (A bit over the top in your opinion but you accepted it as is) but you noticed that he was more compliant with what you wanted. Anything top that you did was often left with the two of you coming undone harder than you would normally.

For example, when you ride him. His face would turn pinker and his eyes would dilate more. His groans would turn into whines that were borderline ready to turn high pitched at any second. He basically became a pillow princess at your will. The most fun night of your life in your opinion.

So, after noticing all this let's just say you weren’t very surprised when you came back early from work today.

You walked into your shared apartment after quite the day at work. Nothing bad but nothing good either. It was rather mundane but at the same time you were glad you could pack up early and head back home where your boyfriend was waiting for you. He had the weekend off and so spent most of his free Friday being your pretty little househusband and sending you texts like:

Katsu-bby<3: Iron your clothes properly, dumbass.

Katsu-bby<3: I’m tired of finding them folded and not ironed. They look weird.

You: Please Iron them for me bby

Katsu-bby<3: *Sent an Image*

Katsu-bby<3: Already done.

He was cute that way. So, when you arrived and noticed that he wasn’t exactly anywhere to be seen, you found that odd. You shrugged it off, thinking maybe he was taking a nap (unlikely cause he had the sleep schedule of an old man) but it was a possibility. When you went to go change out of your clothes, your feet stopped you.

You heard moaning. But it didn’t really sound like Bakugou’s at all. Which made your stomach bunch in anxiety. You walked slowly towards your bedroom door, and you found a scene you were never expecting to see him in.

Turns out, it was your boyfriend moaning but he sounded so higher pitched and small. His eyes were strewn shut as he played around with a jewelled butt plug in his ass. He wiggled his ass around, biting down on his bottom lip in frustration but not minding the constant teasing. To top it all off he wore a black skirt that was bunched around his waist.

Now you found it a criminal sin that you hadn’t ever noticed just how round his ass was. You knew he had a great ass, but whenever you pointed it out, he would glare at you and look away, quickly dismissing it. Now you thought he was uncomfortable, so you dropped it but maybe you were wrong. You leaned against the door frame, your arms folded, and your legs crossed as you stood watching. The sudden heavy ache between your legs feeling extremely prominent.

“Ah! Y/N! Please~”

The way he moaned and whined out your name almost made it all so much sweeter if it didn’t make you feel ten times hornier as well. You were now pretty set on what you wanted to do if he allowed you. You also knew that maybe it was time to bring out your old friend into the playing field.

“Be careful Katsu.” At the sound of your voice, Bakugou’s head whipped to look back at you. His eyes comically wide as he froze. You were looking at him with a dark expression as you leaned against the door frame. His thighs tensed as he noticed the way your eyes were eating him up and how much darker they had turned than normal. “You don’t want to strain yourself, now do you?”

Bakugou scrambled to sit up on his knees pulling the skirt down over his hard leaking cock out of sight away from you. He ignored the feeling of the plug shifting as he sat up. His face turned red as he felt himself start to slightly panic. “H-how long have you been there? Why are you back home s-so soon?” He asked with a stutter.

You hummed as you shrugged. “I’ve been standing here for a good few minutes give or take.” You didn’t real care. You let out a chuckle as you walked deeper into the room, “I don’t think it matters, why I’m home early. I mean, look at you, Katsuki.” You say with your arms open motioning to the pretty man on your bed on his knees. He felt his face tingle in embarrassment as he looked away from you. A frown was on his face as he tried to deny that this was actually happening. You carefully brought your hands to his jaw and gently pulled him to look back up at you. The simple action making his eyes widen as his demeanour went slack slightly. You smiled down at him as you brushed some of his blond tufts from his face. “My pretty prince.” You complimented making him turn beet red. “Wearing a pretty butt plug and skirt, all while moaning my name?” You chuckled. You looked his body over. “I always knew you were beautiful, but this just hit the marker.” You let your thumb trace around his lips before pressing softly in. Absent minded and willing to please he opened his mouth to let you push your thumb in just a bit. You smirked at the way he was already responding to you. So he really need this, huh? You tilted your head and dropped your voice an octave. “What do you want Daddy to do for you?”

That made Bakugou lose all train of thought. The pitch of your voice making his breath stutter and his mind blank. He looked up at you wide eyed. “D-daddy?” He asked shocked and quieter than you thought.

You shrugged. “Or Mommy.” You chuckled. “Whichever you feel like you need my pretty boy. So, what do you want Mommy to do for you?” A shiver went down his spine at the use of the title. “Bingo!” You chirped out with a smirk. “I was really looking forward to be called Daddy, but Mommy works too.” You took a step back away from him. You looked at him seriously. You folded your arms over your chest. “Safeword?” You asked him dead serious.

Katsuki didn’t hesitate to answer you back with his own safe word. “Broccoli.” He almost glared at the word and scrunched up his face.

You withheld a chuckle. It never ceased to make you want to giggle at the meaning behind it but you remained serious. “If at any point you feel uncomfortable in a bad way or want everything to stop, say the safeword ‘broccoli’. Got it?” Bakugou nodded, a small pink blush on his face. He appreciated the fact that you reiterated his safeword in case things went way too wild for his liking. “Good boy. Now.” You clapped your hands. “Face down, ass up. I wanna see what I’m working with.” You instructed him as you rolled up your sleeves. He hesitated. You lifted an eyebrow. Bakugou clearly needed this, but it seemed as though you would have to actually pry it out of him. You shrugged. “Okay.” You walked over to him and pushed him down on the bed making him gasp. You spun him onto his stomach and pushed his knees under him. As much as you weren’t as strong as him, you did have your fair bit of power to you. You flipped his skirt up exposing his flawless ass to you. You noticed the way his cock twitched at your practical manhandling of him. You hummed noting that internally. “What a fucking slut I can make out of you.” You chuckled out for him to hear.

You placed both hands on his ass in front of you. How could you have not played with his ass until now? Sounded like a crime. You hummed as you gripped his sides and shook his hips watching as his ass bounced in front of you. Bakugou buried his face in the silk sheets under him. He felt as though he was going to die of embarrassment. You were currently inspecting and practically hypnotized by his ass as if it was worth the attention (it was). Bakugou grabbed the sheets harshly as his eyes shot open with a gasp. You had taken the buttplug out of him harshly, but it brought nothing but pleasure down his spine. You threw it over your shoulder and decided it was time to play around with your boyfriend. You had your finger moving around his puckered hole watching as he twitched under your gaze. You slipped in two fingers easily and you watched as he swallowed up your fingers easily.

He moaned as he arched his back deeper, trying to get your fingers deeper inside him. Although his face was set ablaze and he never thought he would get here with his partner finger-fucking his ass, he wasn’t going to complain. His eyes were closed in pleasure as he wiggled and writhed. A small whimper left him as you moved your fingers in and out of him, the lube that he applied for the buttplug aiding your movements.

You chuckled at his now relaxed state as well as the sweet sounds he was making caused by you. “You know I think it’s rude you were playing with yourself without asking me for permission, baby boy.” You tell him. “What’s mommy supposed to think?”

“I d-didn’t mean it.” He breathed out. You curved your fingers making him jolt forward with a high-pitched whine. There. You rubbed that spot inside him that had his thighs start to shake. “Fuck!” He closed his eyes as he started moving his ass to fuck your fingers. He clearly is experienced with anal, that was for sure. It made you wonder just how much you didn’t know about his sex life than you thought. You noticed his thighs start to shake more and how he was tightening around you. He must have been close before you interrupted him. You removed your fingers easily, stopping the build-up of pleasure in his abdomen. Making Bakugou whine out almost pitifully. He looked back at you with a glare and almost a hateful expression. You couldn’t help but chuckle sadistically at his look of anger mixed with betrayal. “Why did you stop?”

“Beg.”

Bakugou’s eyes went wide. “W-what?” He asked shocked.

You tilted your head as you looked down at him. You leaned forward, down to him condescendingly. “I want you to beg, Ka-tsu-ki.” You taunted him with a serious expression on your face. Your gaze and serious facial expression didn’t change. You were being serious. You wanted him to beg to get pleasure the else you weren’t going to do anything.

Bakugou’s eyebrows scrunched up. “N-no.” He stuttered out. “I’m not gonna beg. Just… just…” He tried pushing his ass closer to you, trying to tempt you into continuing. You didn’t fall for it, if anything you held your hands to yourself. Bakugou let out a small growl in frustration, his anger directed at you as he unconsciously tried to take control of the situation. “Come on dumbass! Just fucking finger my- AH!” A loud harsh slap went to his ass jolting him forward. A glow of pink left on his ass from the spank.

You shook your head in disappointment. “Tsk. What a shame.” You shrugged. You saw Bakugou shiver slightly at the sting that was left from your spank before turning his bead to look at you. He paused at the upset expression on your face. You looked so disappointed in him. “Here I was thinking you would be a good boy for Mommy. Hm? You’re a bad boy aren’t you.”

Bakugou stilled at the change in tone. He didn’t like that. He didn’t like that one bit. He wasn’t your bad boy. He wasn’t bad. He really wasn’t. He could be good. Just for you. Only for you. His hands scrunched up the sheets underneath him.

Before he could speak out to you, you forcefully pulled him up and off the bed. You sat down on the end of the bed and pulled him across your lap. Bakugou let out a grumble at how you were dragging him but frankly you couldn’t care. You made sure he was settled with his ass out for you, the skirt flipped over. “Now you are going to count every single one. Got that? This is what happens to bad boys, Katsuki.”

You didn’t wait for him to give you an answer as a hand went flying down to strike his ass firmly. He let out another shout at the stinging pain. “Fuck.” He let out. “One…” He seethed out with clenched teeth. You struck his again making him jolt forward. His hands gripped the sheets as he kept his eyes closed. “Two…” Another strike to the ass and you noticed something. He gasped, his ass sticking out a bit more. His cock was painfully hard and he was searching for more pleasure in the pain. “Three.” He whispered out this time. His walls crumbled down more and more with every spank. Spank after, spank you watched as his bratty demeanour dissolved and he was left breathing heavily and hiccupping with every hit. “E-e-” His eyes were glossy in pleasure as he hiccupped. “Eight.” He finally managed to say. Now all he could think about was how he couldn’t be bad. Yet here he was. Tears in his eyes as he shook his head not wanting to have disappointed you. Another hit and he was crying out, trying to rut against the bed underneath him, but forcing himself to stay put. He hiccuped. “Nine. Ten!” He whimpered.

You rubbed his ass soothingly with a small smile. “Good job, Katsuki.” You let out as you tried to comfort him. “You took that so well, didn’t you?” He didn’t answer as you felt him relax under your hands. You smiled down at him. “Such a good boy. I think you deserve to cum. Hm?” He nodded his head silently, tears in his eyes. You could see you had broken him down to where you wanted him. You easily slipped your fingers back in. His warmth swallowing your fingers eagerly. He released a moan as he relaxed on your lap. “You can cum whenever you want to, Katsuki.” You assured him. With every pump of your fingers, he gasped and wiggled trying to fuck himself back on your fingers. “My good boy.”

He nodded his head. “Your good boy. Mommy’s good boy. Only for Mommy.” You couldn’t help but admire how cute he was like this. He wanted to be your good boy so badly. He continued to moan, and push back against your hand until finally you brushed his prostate just right and you wrapped a hand around his cock. Unable to stop himself, he arched his back with a loud whine.

“I… fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!” Back arched, head thrown up and muscles tense, he was pushed over the edge. “Mommy!” His body shivered and jolted in pleasure as he came on the silk sheets underneath him. His body shivered with a hum as he felt the warm bliss of an orgasm. One of the most beautiful sounds you have heard came out of his mouth as his body shook in pleasure. Eyes rolled back and chest heaving. You easily guided him through it, softly moving your hand up and down his cock. Gosh he was beautiful. With a sigh, Bakugou relaxed, his eyes closed. You chuckled at how pretty and docile he now was.

With a glisten of sweat on him and a breathless tired and flushed look on his face, you could swear that he was the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

“Good boy, my pretty princes. You did so well. Still want to continue?” You asked checking in on him. He shook his head. “Okay sweetheart, just say the safeword for me so that Mommy is a hundred percent sure.”

He opened his mouth but let out a hiccup. “Broccoli.” He whispered.

“Alright.” You quickly settled into caretaker mode, wanting to comfort him as soon as possible. You threaded your hand through his hair softly. “What a good boy. You’re so good for Mommy.” You told him in a soft and caring voice. You pulled him into your arms, got your footing and stood up. He was heavy but not too much that you couldn’t manage. You walked him over to bed and put him under the covers, taking off the skirt so that he wouldn’t be uncomfortable. You took the water off the bedside table. You helped him sit up a bit. “Come on, drink some for me please.” He nodded his head pliant, as he opened his mouth allowing the water to flow in. He took a few sips before not wanting anymore. He turned his head away. “That’s alright, you did so well.” You told him honestly. You joined him in bed, your arms wrapping around him, as he buried his face in your chest.

He opened his eyes to look up at you. His pupils round and big. “You didn’t-”

You shushed him softly. “This was about you baby and what you needed, not about me. Not today.” You placed a kiss on his forehead. You looked down at him lovingly. “My perfect Katsuki… why didn’t you tell me, you need to sub?” You asked him.

Bakugou looked down away from you, his face hidden by your chest as heat bloomed on his face. “I… I didn’t want you to think… little of me.” He voiced out quietly.

You understood what his fears were. “Well, you are still my Katsuki.” You voiced rubbing his back. “And I don’t mind being in control if that’s what you want, because I’ll still have my Katsuki and that’s what matters to me.” You placed a kiss on his nose making his eyes flutter shut. You grinned at how soft he was now. How eased and not raging. You wrapped your arms tighter around him and started giggling. You littered kisses all over his face. “My beautiful Katsuki! You’re so cute. I love you so much.”

He started laughing trying to escape your practical headlock, forcing him to stay put with kisses. “Hey!” He let out with laughs and giggles too. “Let me nap! Get your lips off of me!” You knew he didn’t mean it and you just kept on kissing his flawless face. Then you leaned back against the pillow with an adoring smile. His cheeks were pink and his red eyes a bit sleepy but he was focused on you. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and sighed. “I love you.” He whispered. “Thank you.”

You smiled. “Anything for you, Katsuki.”

-Glitch1d

<My Katsuki Bakugou Masterlist>

[dizazter-dragoon]

CW: Minors DNI, suggestive blurb, don't use fights as foreplay irl, as always characters are aged up

Just,,,The idea of Bakugou liking getting kidnapped or held for ransom by shitty villains on occasion just to rile reader up is very funny to me. Like most of the time, reader is just a sweet mid-low rank support hero until Bakugou is involved and then it's like a switch flip to vigilante mode that he loves.

Bank Robber: I'll let the hostages go in exchange for a Pro-Hero!

Bakugou: Oh no...¯\_(ツ)_/¯

and then 15 minutes later Bakugou's doing stretches in a quirk collar because he knows you're gonna spend the next week staking your claim on him after your feral ass beats the everloving shit out of the unfortunate villainous bastard

Just- Bakugou watching reader bust in on the villain's shoddy hideout, and leaning his head back to show a bruise below his collarbone "I dunno babe, looks like a hickey to me" (｀∀´)Ψ

[prettyboykatsuki]

letting bkg fuck you finally and he makes the most debauched expression you’ve ever seen in your life. blush on his face, eyes rolled up into his head, jaw clenched like he’s trying not to drool. lets out one drawn out “o-oh fuuck”

[beautifulsenpai]

..question. what if bakugo had a crush on a short beefy mechanic with a happy trail..? this definitely hasn't been plaguing my mind since last night.

hmm…bakugo would have a crush on the short hunky mechanic that was located near u.a! i dont know how they became friends, but it just…happen! ^^ he would visit you every time after school, bragging about himself, and he would swell up with pride when he see your eyes shine with admiration.

he would stay put in the mechanic shop with you, he argues with you that he’s not doing it because you’re both friend, he just wanted too! he would watch you fix cars without your shirt, making your body glisten with sweat. watching you flex your body when fixing cars would turn bakugo on, and he would embarrassingly hide his bulge from his pants.

one of his favorites times when you’re fixing a car when you would go under the car, you would be on your back with your head, and arms were hidden by the car while your body was on full display. bakugo would sit on top of a counter while he watched you work, well more like your body.

the sweat glistening your chest, and the dirt marking your skin makes it even hotter. oh, how badly bakugo just wanted to grab your pecs, play with them, twist and bite your nipples. when he gets back home, and rest, he would have wet dreams of you, fucking you and marking your chest with his cum!

[zombierebel]

I am not ignoring you, i'm just a slow writer and overthink things. That goes to my folks who requested something.

This doesn't have a specific todoroki so just choose your favorite.

Warning: this does have abuse and only one party like it.

Bottom Katsuki Bakugou with handprints branded on his waist, hips, thighs, ass, wrist and ankles. Those scars chained him down to his owner, as well as that thick, heavy collar around his neck, it was used to shock him.

Sometimes, when Katsuki was acting bad, his owner would heat his hands to different degrees, using that hand to pinch at his clit, he would pinch it softly while his fingers where to the point where fire was just about to show making his pet squirm and grip the pillows to get out of reach, other times he would roll his sensitive bud harshly, turning it a dangerous red but his hand was just bit above normal temperatures.

Katsuki could only let out small sparks when sweat had built up with the all heat play. Katsuki knew it was effortless to use his quirk to get free, to stop the abuse, he would get punished for that. He had the cigarette burn to show it. But still. Releasing some sparks was a great feeling. Helped him focus on something else.

Which he wasn't supposed to do. Getting him spanked until his owner broke skin. Then to make his torment worse, his master entered his dry, tight cunt. He hasn't prepared him. Hasn't coated him into relaxing. Hasn't used lube. God knows after all the heat, his cunt needs it. That doesn't matter for his master though, cause his master can just use his blazing hot spit.

Fuck, why did Katsuki get with this asshole…

[darkcircles4lyfe]

This scene is still such a tease. We know nothing about what’s going on here. Why 2nd is smiling. Why AFO apparently has tears streaking down his cheeks. Despite the lack of concrete information, though, I think it’s pretty clear what 2nd’s association with Katsuki is.

AFO’s words here remind me a lot of Katsuki’s “you were supposed to be a pebble in my path” frustrations about Izuku. His insecurity was that Izuku was somehow more powerful than he could even comprehend, for reasons that didn’t have to do with whether he had a quirk or not. During Katsuki’s fight up to ch 362, SFO threw this insecurity in his face, calling him an “extra,” saying he’s nothing compared to OFA, etc. And yet. Something about Katsuki still terrified him and made him have a flashback to 2nd. Based on ch 369, I’m inferring that this was because AFO’s entire ideology revolves around the power dynamic of quirks. To him, a person’s worth is entirely based on that, and someone like 2nd or Katsuki should therefore be beneath his notice.

Defying AFO’s expectations, 2nd did something that sabotaged his plans for total domination and sent him on a multi generation wild goose chase to regain that power (OFA). We don’t know what all 2nd was responsible for exactly, but the emotional tension in the opening scene of 369 alone says it all. If Katsuki triggered a flash of that same fear, perhaps he too is capable of such a defiance. Maybe OFA exists because of 2nd, figuratively and/or literally, and now OFA will either be completely altered or ended because of Katsuki.

AFO should fear Katsuki for his convictions about Izuku, and for how deeply he understands but has now rejected AFO’s quirk-based ideology

[mlm-headcanons]

Sub!Bakugo x male reader

Nsfw under the cut

Fem readers and minors dni

Bakugo hates crying. He’s just like that, he thinks crying makes him weak.

He hates showing weakness in general. To a point where he was sure he would be able to keep an unbothered expression when you guys were having sex for the first time. Oh how wrong he was.

It took less then 5 minutes for his poker face to slip. He’s trying so hard not to moan or make any “unmanly” sounds. Not being top was bad enough. He, the great Bakugo Katsuki couldn’t be submissive. He couldn’t give you the satisfaction.

He took it to the point where tears start pouring down his cheeks, still soundless. Then, a sob.

“Honey, are you okay?” “Shut the fuck up, I’m perfectly fine!” he pressed out from behind clenched teeth. You couldn’t contain yourself from chuckling. “If you say so… mind if I pick up the speed?”

Don’t worry, you’ll get those beautiful sounds out of him eventually, he won’t be able to muffle them for long.

[submenarehotties]

“ 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩! „

submissive! katsuki bakugou x dominant! female! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the mha/bnha manga or anime)

cw’s + tw’s: nsfw, explicit language, nipple play (bakugou receives), overstimulation (bakugou receives), mean! reader, slight angst, bakugou wears lingerie, slight blowjob (bakugou receives).

timeskip: “❀ ❀ ❀”

summary: Who says Bakugou can’t have an early birthday present? But - does he even deserve it? After all, he just pissed you off. But, you're pretty generous.

note: bakugou is 18+. you & bakugou are pro-heroes. not proof-read.

word count: 1.4K+

Katsuki Bakugou had been an asshole lately and his birthday was coming up. It was certainly pissing you off. Did he even deserve a present from you?

“Hey dumbass Deku! Where’s my girl?” Bakugou accuses, stomping into Midoriya’s room.

“Hey, Kacchan! And (y/n)? I don’t know where she is.” Midoriya replies with a hand resting on the back of his neck awkwardly.

Bakugou grabs Midoriya by the collar of his shirt, “Don’t call her that, only I get to call her that, shitty Deku.”

“O-Okay… Sorry!” Midoriya apologizes.

“Hey, Izuku, I was wondering if you ha—” You walk into Midoriya’s room, pausing at the scene before you.

Bakugou immediately drops Midoriya at your sudden voice.

Ignoring Midoriya who was on the ground, Bakugou stomped his way over to you, his gaze worried, “Where the hell did you go?”

“Are you hurt?” Bakugou rasped as he scanned you.

“Why would I be hurt…?” You question.

“You weren’t in your room last night.” Bakugou explained, his hands resting at the small of your back, holding you close.

“I was only training Izuku. His skills need to be more refined while fighting, so I offered to help.” You reply confusedly.

Bakugou turned to Midoriya furiously.

"You lied to me? You fucking asshole! You knew exactly where she was—"

A loud slap echoed throughout the room. Everything and everyone in the room froze but you. You roughly grabbed Bakugou's chin and made him look you in the eye.

You were furious. You thought Bakugou had learned and agreed to stop fighting with Midoriya at every chance he could get.

You leaned over his ear and whispered, "I swear Katsuki, if you pull a stunt like that again, I'll leave you hot and bothered, no one to touch you - at all. I don't give a fuck if it's close to your birthday. So do me a favor and shut your goddamn mouth."

When you looked at Bakugou again he had a flushed face.

"Yes, m-ma'am," Bakugou murmured.

“W-What is happening right now?”

Bakugou’s head whips over to Midoriya and he almost bursts out with something stupid that would’ve got him in trouble.

But, Bakugou simply says, “Be quiet, you damn nerd.”

Bakugou’s quiet, but more respectful than you’ve ever seen him.

Midoriya had a blush of his own. Now that made you smirk.

“You’re free to join—if you’d like.” You tease.

You could’ve sweared you saw a flash of green from Midoriya’s fists that were held tightly. Hm…

“Please s-stop. Enough teasing.” Bakugou grumbles under his breath, before storming out of Midoriya’s room.

You chuckled to yourself before calmly walking out of Midoriya’s room, you give Midoriya a wink. Man, it’s so easy to make him blush.

“Damn it—” Bakugou grabs you by your waist and slams Midoriya’s door, pressing you against his shut door. “I can’t leave you alone for a fucking second. Was this your plan? To make me jea—never mind…”

You hummed with a very sweet smile on your face, “I’m getting bored - you’re boring me. Put on a show or I’m moving on.”

Bakugou flinched as if he had been slapped again. You hadn’t even slapped him.

You lied. Bakugou could never bore you. Thrashing against you as you made him give into extreme pleasure. He denyed the pleasure until you proved him wrong.

You wanted to toy with him. Make him hurt, just like he hurts the feelings of others. For no damn reason at all.

“Whatever.” Bakugou murmured, his shoulders slumping, a low sigh escaping him.

Bakugou simply walked away.

You couldn’t contain your smile any longer. It was lucky that he had just left.

One thing you also noticed before you saw Bakugou leave was… He was shaking.

Bakugou couldn’t stand that he couldn’t read your feelings. You didn’t let anyone see.

Bakugou wanted to be the first one.

Bakugou watched you from a distance as you talked with pro-hero, Hawks - as if you hadn’t just hurt his feelings a few minutes ago.

Bakugou thought he was doing a good job for you. But… He was boring you?

He needed to fix that.

❀ ❀ ❀

You and Bakugou shared a house. You had easy access to him. You liked it that way. You took your ‘frustrations’ out on him.

Bakugou heard the door shut and flinched even though he knew the exact time and second you came home.

Usually you’d greet Bakugou. Of course, he always gets home before you.

You rolled your shoulders and let out a tired sigh. You needed a drink. You poured yourself a glass of wine and scrolled through social media.

You heard the bedroom door open then close.

“Hey.” Bakugou whispered in greeting.

Without looking up, you continued to scroll through your phone, glass of wine in your other hand, “Hi.”

You heard Bakugou come closer, but you didn’t dare to pay attention to him. You were ‘mad’.

“‘m sorry.”

“For what, Kats?” You question.

“That you’re bored of me…”

You sighed, finally looking up at Bakugou, shocked at the sight before you. Bakugou in your lingerie.

Just from your stare, Bakugou’s head popped through the panties. He swallowed nervously.

“Come here.” You commanded.

Bakugou listened and moved in front of you.

“You think dressing up as a whore is gonna get me going?” You ask, running a hand down Bakugou’s chest.

“Yes…?” Bakugou sounded unsure as he shuddered from your sudden touch.

Hell yeah it was.

You stand up and grab your wine, walking to the couch, before sitting yourself down comfortably.

“Come sit. Now.”

Bakugou was there in an instant. His hands were shaking, his body covered in goosebumps. You knew he wasn’t cold. He was like a bitch in heat.

“Do you deserve it?” You ask, circling a finger around the head of his cock.

“Deserve what—hmghh…” Bakugou moaned, his hips instinctively thrusting up for friction.

“Fuck, this is so e-embarrassing.” Bakugou murmured his eyes on you, sweat already clouding his sexy face.

“Why not make it more?” You tip your wine glass down his chest, the wine painting his chest red like art.

Bakugou’s eyes were glued to you as you lowered yourself on your knees. You watched Bakugou in return. You spread his legs wide.

“Don’t close your legs. Got it, Kats?” You state.

Bakugou let out a weak whine and gave you a slow nod. He was already in a pleasured state. Just your attention was enough.

You leaned up and placed kisses all down his chest, licking and sucking at any remainder of wine. Bakugou whimpered, his hands all in your hair, his legs shaking trying to keep them open for you.

You flicked his nipples with your tongue. Bakugou was shuddering uncontrollably under you.

“Been a while, hm? Since I last played with you.” You taunted, putting pressure on his dick with your hand.

The friction of the pattern on the panties and the pressure, just felt so damn good to him.

“I-I can’t—!” Bakugou’s head was spinning.

“Going to cum so soon? You’re more desperate than I thought. Hm… Go ahead. Cum for me, Katsuki.” You say, continuing to tease his cock and torture his chest with your mouth.

Splurts of his cum coated your hand and you pulled down the panties and you used his cum as lube to continue to jerk him off. The pleasure quickly ended and turned to a tickling, painful feeling.

“N-No!” Bakugou cried out, trying to close his legs, his hands shakily trying to remove your hands from him.

“I’d like to see you try, you whiny bitch.” You taunt, quickening your strokes on him.

Bakugou was always bad at overstimulation. Just after one time cumming is hard for him. That’s exactly why you chose to do this to him.

“Fuck, I can’t anymore—mghh—nooo!”

“If you can’t anymore, why is your cock still leaking then, hm?”

“I-I—”

Your mouth connected to his cock and he couldn’t hold any sounds from coming out of his mouth even if he tried. Your mouth was so warm. He started to feel pleasure again.

“Feels good. Oh~!” Bakugou started to thrust his hips again.

You teased his cock with your tongue, running your nails down his chest.

He came a second time and was extremely tired and sluggish. You cleaned yourself and him off, changed him, and helped him walk to your shared bedroom.

“‘m forgiven?” Bakugou slurred as you both got into bed.

You smiled.

“Of course you are, Kats. Pretty sure you wear my lingerie better than me.” You tease, as Bakugou buries his head in your neck.

Bakugou only blushes and buries himself further into your neck embarrassedly.

a/n: this was supposed to be posted april 18, but i was lazy and i didn’t have any time to actually write it, but it’s probably already bakugou’s bday anyway. so hbd, you rude bitch!

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© 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 2023. All Rights Reserved.

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Side Story; Hit By Lust [Special Chapter]

|Hit By Lust|

!Could be read as third years!

Hopefully this is good unlike five years ago

The very moment Katsuki walked in through the dorms' door, everybody gasped at his appearance and I...

Well, I choked with my own spit.

He looked so... not like Bakugou, if you know what I mean. The look in his eyes was soft and his cheeks and ears had a dark red blush on them, he was panting and drooling, his skin glistening with sweat, and the sweet scent of nitroglycerin filled the air.

"(M/n), (M/n), (M/n)." He was mumbling my name over and over as he looked around the room, and soon we locked eyes. At that exact moment, his pupils turned into hearts and his blush and drool intensified.

Katsuki ran and jumped at me. His arms were around my neck and his legs wrapped around my waist. "Katsuki...?" He gasped as I said his name, "What?!" I exclaimed when I felt him grinding his ass against my dick.

Aizawa's words rang inside my head.

'Bakugou had been hit by a Lust quirk during the weekend, the effects would last until he "does the do" with the person he likes or loves, so gotta be careful around him, the effects can wear off on their own, but it gets harder to control the longer it passes.'

"Ehh... guys, I'm g-gonna take Katsuki t-to his room, h-have a good night..." As I turned around, I could feel everybody staring at me. They knew that I knew that they knew what all of this meant.

Without dwelling on it too much, I entered the elevator and pressed the button to the fourth floor. My room was right next to Bakugou's, and I wasn't sure if that was something good or bad at this point.

//////

I tried to make him lay on his bed, but he wouldn't let go of me, only pulling me closer and closer.

I ended up with both of my arms on each side of his head and our hips pressed together, as I was in between his open legs, so you know what that meant. Katsuki squirmed under me, and his back arched suddenly.

"Please... I love you, (M/n). Make love to me... I need it now, aah~." He moaned in my ear and all my blood rushed down south.

"Katsuki, you're not yourself right-" he turned us around, and now, Katsuki was sitting on my my lower abdomen.

"I'm being myself, I just never showed you this side of me," he smirked, his hips moving slowly back and forth, making me bite my lip as he felt him grinding on my dick, "Gaah~ you're so b-big, I can... feel it, even if it's not completely hard. Ngh~" Katsuki got on his knees on the bed between my legs and hooked his fingers on the waistband of my sweatpants.

"Katsuki, wait-"

He didn't listen and pulled them down, completely taking them off my body. I kept my eyes locked on his. The hearts glowed when he saw the little tent getting bigger by the second, hiding inside my underwear.

"I wonder if I can fit it all?" He whispered against it. His hot breath through the fabric made me shiver, "(M/n)... you want me to suck you? Or do you want to fuck me?" I felt Katsuki's tongue on my tip, giving it a small lick, and I almost couldn't hold back a moan.

"Whatever you want Katsuki..." he hummed and pulled down my underwear.

"I want both."

His plump lips wrapped themselves around the head of my dick, sucking on it softly. "Damn it..." I grabbed the sheets underneath me, trying to hold back the urge to fuck his mouth.

He moaned and the pleasurable vibration it sent to my dick made my back arch.

"Shit, Katsuki." His tongue swirled around the head, pressing on my slit, "That feels... good, ngh." I bit my lip as he took most of me. The tip was pushing against his throat, and when I looked at him, he had tears streaming down his face, and drool coming out of his mouth. He seemed to be enjoying this more than me.

His eyes were closed, bobbing his head up and down quickly. Just the sight made me cum in his mouth.

Katsuki made a surprised noise, "Sorry! I didn't want to-" he straightened himself, swallowed, licked his lips and opened his eyes.

The hearts had grown and the blush was the darkest red I've ever seen him blush. Trailing my eyes over his body, I noticed the dark stain on the front of his grey sweatpants.

"(M/n), I came only sucking your cock..." he crawled like a cat towards me, his breath hitting my face. "I wanna cum with you inside me~"

Our lips collided and I didn't mind the taste of my cum in his mouth, especially not when I felt his ass grinding on my hardening cock again.

"Fuck me, (M/n)... I want you." He almost purred in my ear, grabbing my hands to place them on his hips.

"Katsuki, I don't think-" he kissed me again, this time pushing his tongue inside my mouth. That surprised me, but I wasn't going to lose this fight either.

I held his waist tightly and turned us around again, he moaned as my dick pressed against his ass. Katsuki gripped my hips, his legs hooking with mine. The look on his face was so desperate.

"You want this, Katsuki? You're desperate for my cock?" He moaned louder than before, his head tilting back and his body squirming, grinding his hips on mine.

"Please, I want it... I want your cock buried deep inside of me, aah~" I lifted his t-shirt over his head, pulling it completely off his body. His nipples were erect, and the sight was too enticing.

I bent down to his chest, blowing air on his left nipple. He gripped my hair and pulled me closer, moaning. I stuck my tongue out, flicking it softly.

"Damn it, (M/n)... could you do something? I'm... I'm going to explode, mmhn~" I took his nipple with my lips, flicking my tongue and swirling around it, getting it harder and sensitive. "Aah. Yes, that fe-feels g-good."

While I played with his nipples, my hands lowered down to his pants, and I hooked my fingers on the waistband. Katsuki let me go, and I took it off, his underwear following it. I moved to his right nipple and played with it too.

Katsuki was moaning so much, even if I was just playing with his nipples. They might be a pretty sensitive spot on his body.

I'll remember it, for later.

My hands trailed upwards, from his feet to his thighs, caressing and gripping them gently, making him whine.

"Don't tease me, (M/n), please... I'm ready for you." I looked up, freeing his sensitive nipples, and I kissed him, slowly and sweetly, showing him how much I love him.

"Wait a bit more, Katsuki... I don't want to hurt you," I mumbled against his lips and he gasped, nodding.

I moved my hands, one of them going to his leaking member and the other to his puckered entrance. It was wet.

That confused me, so I leaned back slightly to look. A slick substance was dripping out of him, and a sweet scent was coming from it. It made me lick my lips and swallow hard.

I wanna taste it...

I held his legs up by his thighs, exposing him to me.

"Gah-! W-what are you d-doing, (M/n)?" When I looked up at him, I saw Katsuki covering the lower half of his face and his voice was filled with embarrassment. I smiled softly at him.

"I'm going to make you feel good, Katsuki. Isn't that what you wanted?" I hummed in a teasing tone and he shut his eyes, nodding sheepishly. "Then hold still, and be a good boy for me." He nodded again with a gasp and his body relaxed.

I got closer to his entrance and took a deep breath in... so sweet. I swallowed and licked my lips, I poked my tongue out and swirled it around his pink and twitching hole.

"Gaah!" His hands grabbed my hair, pulling me closer to him, and I hummed. "(M/n)... t-that's so g-good, k... keep going, p-please, aahg~."

Slowly, I pushed my tongue inside him, licking around his tight walls. slick coming out of him was sweet, but not overwhelming. It was addicting. It made me want more...

"Ggh! (M-m/n) w-wait... th-that's t-too m-much, I'm..." his body trembled as his hands tried to push me away from him, but I grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the bed, "Ah! Stop..."

I took my tongue out, swallowing his flavour, Katsuki's body relaxed, but tensed again I graced his hole with my finger. I swirled it around, coating it with Katsuki's slick and slowly pushed it inside.

His fist clenched the sheets, the large amount of swear on his palms creating tiny explosions. I held his wrist and turned his palm upwards.

"You'll burn the bed, love, that'll ruin the fun," I whispered to him, and he looked at me through his glossy sight. I pushed another finger in, and waited a bit before doing a scissor motion, opening him for me.

Now, where...

"Where is it? Maybe..." Katsuki had his eyes half opened, drool dripping down his chin, staring at me with those hearts in his eyes. "Over here?" I curled my fingers slightly.

"Kyaah!" His eyes opened wide and also did his mouth, his back arched as a big gush of semen shot through his slit, all of it landing on him.

"Oh, seems like I found it pretty easily, eh?" I lowered my body while I kept curling my fingers, stimulating his prostate. He squirmed and moaned out loud, wrapping his legs around me. Dragging my tongue up, I licked all the cum on his stomach, going up to his chest and neck, ending up on his jaw.

"(M/n)... I-I want y-you in-inside, ngh!" My body shivered at his words and I pulled my fingers out. He whined and wrapped his arms around me, the popping of his explosions was making their appearance again.

"Katsuki, can you control your quirk?" I asked him in a whisper and he shook his head with a whimper. "Grab my shirt then." He looked me in the eyes, tears were falling down his cheeks.

"I-I don't w-want t-to hurt y-you, (M/n)." He mumbled looking me in the eyes. I showed him a reassuring smile and left a tiny peck on his lips.

"You won't hurt me, Katsuki, I know. Do it, come on." Hesitantly, Katsuki held the back of my shirt in his fists, the popping gradually stopping, but I felt the heat as my shirt got burnt. It wasn't hurtful, it was actually kinda nice.

I stared at his face, one of my hands going up to cup his cheek, he leaned into it, nuzzling it cutely. That made me smile.

"I love you too, Katsuki." He stared at me with half-lidded eyes, I could see the effects of the quirk wearing out. The hearts were slowly disappearing, going back to their normal shape. "Are you ready?" He nodded and pushed me forward with his legs.

I held my dick with my hand, aligning with his entrance, I rubbed it slightly, getting some of his wetness on me before slowly pushing inside.

Katsuki's groan made me look up at him. His eyes were shut tight while tears fell down his red cheeks, with my hand still holding his face, I moved my thumb to get rid of the salty tears and down to free his bottom lip caught by his teeth.

"I'm sorry, Katsuki." I lowered my face so I was hiding on his neck, planting tiny and cute pecks on his soft skin. He gasped and pulled me closer with his legs, making me go all inside of him.

"It doesn't hurt..." I turned slightly so I could look at his face. His eyes were open and the hearts were gone, being replaced by the most beautiful look I've seen on his face yet. "I'm extremely happy... now that I'm able... to be one with y-you, (M/n)." He smiled at me and I couldn't resist my impulse to kiss him.

My smile was getting in the way of our kiss, but Katsuki didn't stop smiling, he actually giggled against my lips and moved his warm hands to hold my face.

"Katsuki..." I whispered as I stared into his eyes, and his lips parted.

"Make love to me... (M/n)." The heat on my cheeks was comforting and made me feel warm inside. My heart wouldn't stop racing, thumping aggressively against my chest.

"You don't have to tell me, Katsuki..." I moved my hands so I could hold his hips and slowly, I began thrusting inside of him.

Katsuki was gasping quietly and wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbing my shirt again, and pulling me closer to him.

Even if we were as close as we could, it wasn't enough.

I went down to Katsuki's chest, licking and sucking on his nipples, slowly moving my hips against his. I felt him tugging my shirt, the fabric ripping due to its burnt state.

I moved a bit faster and during one particular thrust, Katsuki's back arched and he whimpered softly.

"Go faster... gaah!" Katsuki held me tighter with his legs, making me push inside of him harshly, eliciting a low moan from his red lips.

My speed increased, and Katsuki's palms were heating up again, the popping of his explosions coming back and I felt my shirt tearing completely. Slightly, I pulled back, still thrusting into him and I tore the remaining of my shirt off.

Katsuki gasped and dug his nails into my thighs, arching his back and saying my name. He got tight around me, and I groaned, resting my weight on my forearms beside his head. I stared at him.

He had his mouth open, drool dripping out of the corners while letting out breathless moans, and his eyes were glossy with tears caused by pleasure.

"(M/n)~ I-I... I'm gonna cum... aah~" I rested my forehead on his, breathing heavily against his tempting lips.

"Me too... Fuck, you're so tight around me, love." We locked eyes, staring at each other.

Red eyes against (e/c) ones. I could see the desire in his eyes, and I knew my eyes were looking the same way.

We moaned, groaned and gasped, getting closer and closer to our orgasms. Katsuki wrapped his arms around my back, burning my skin with his left palm and bruising it open with his nails, dragging them down to my lower back.

"Fuck, (M/N)~! Ngh~" he whimpered holding me desperately.

"K-Katsuki, oh my... Fucking..." I moved one of my hands down to stroke his leaking member.

"I-I want to... cum to-together." His walls clenched tighter around me, and I felt my breath hitch.

On instinct my hips moved faster, letting go of Katsuki's cock to hug his waist. Moving closer to his face, I kissed him softly, Katsuki kissing back sloppily, I pulled back and down to the soft skin on his neck, sucking it, marking him as mine.

Katsuki squirmed and threw his head back, pressing his palm and digging his nails further into my back.

By now, my thrusts were getting a bit sloppy and uneven, and Katsuki clenching around me was making my orgasm approach faster than it should. I tried to hold it as much as I could, but Katsuki used his legs and arms to push me the deepest I've been inside of his warm entrance. He whimpered again, my name coming out of his mouth as a mantra right in my ear, and I felt the sticky substance of his cum reaching my abdomen.

His orgasm made him clench even more and I groaned at the tightness, "Katsuki, gaah-shit..." I bit on his shoulder, coming inside of him. The abundant load spilt slightly out of Katsuki, who only moaned softly at the feeling of my cum filling him.

After a few minutes, our breaths slowed down, and we made eye contact. His soft red eyes were bright and he had a cute smile on his face, making me pull him close and kiss him as lovingly as I could.

I leaned back, hiding on his neck and pulled out him, my cum slipping out of him and wetting the bed sheets.

Katsuki giggled.

My head raised and I stared into his red eyes. They were happy and full of love.

"Why are you so fucking cute, Suki?" I held his cheeks and pressed on them, making him have a funny expression with kissy lips.

I kissed those tempting lips once again, and I rolled us over, getting Katsuki on top of me.

My eyes trailed his face, noticing how the effects of the quirk had worn off.

He looked me in the eyes and sighed.

"I love you, (M/n)."

My mind went blank.

He told me that before, but... I thought...

'...with the person he likes or loves...'

I just smiled and hugged him, making him hide his face on my neck.

"I love you too, Katsuki." He chuckled and nuzzled against my skin.

I played with his hair for a while until he groaned and lifted his body with his arms, sitting on my thighs.

"What?" He frowned at me, and a blush stained his cheeks.

"Your cum is still inside of me, (M/n), I like it but I'm really sticky. I'm gonna take a shower." He was about to get up and walk to his bathroom, but I picked him by his thighs and walked us both instead.

"Imma help you then, baby." He blushed and rested his forehead on my shoulder.

"Just be gentle, or I'll kill you."

I chuckled and kissed his hair.

[gglitch1dd]

Arranged Pt2

Alpha GN!Reader X Omega Bakugou

Context: It's time for your date with Katsuki and the tension between the two of you hasn't changed at all.

I posted this cause I promised to myself that I would when I got 1000 followers on Tumblr, which Is absolutely unbelievable so thank you!! This stems from my KiriBaku x Reader Omegaverse Week.

Note: Bottom Katsuki, (cause he so cute), romantic tension, swearing (cause its Bakugou), HORSES!!!, and Omega Best Friend Eijiro being the literal sun.

You looked him back in his eyes. “Saturday. 11. Horseback riding. Picnic. No flowers but maybe plants or jewellery.” You confirmed with him. 

He nodded. “Think you can handle that?” He asked you. 

You chuckled and turned around. “I can handle what you throw at me, Bakugou.” You opened the door to the room and sent him a glance. “See you then.” 

You left the room. 

Bakugou was silent, his body felt like it was going into overdrive and like he was about to crash. He looked down at the ground, his grip on his biceps hard. Any second longer in the room and he probably would have dropped into preheat. Then the realisation struck him.

He was being courted by someone. 

“So?” Masaru asked as he peaked his head to see inside at his son. “How did it go?” He asked with a hopeful smile.

Bakugou was silent. He moved and strutted out the door, his head held high and his face emotionless. 

“Saturday.”

***

“Is there nothing in this whole closet that I can wear?” He asked as he dug through his closet looking for an outfit. It was Saturday morning before your date with Bakugou and he had no idea what he was going to wear. He planned out everything else, from booking the whole Equestrian Park for the late morning (so that the media and other civilians wouldn’t get a whiff of this), he even went to go make sure his favourite horse was in tip top condition, yet somehow, he had forgotten the most important thing to him.

His appearance.

Kirishima sat in Bakugou’s nest watching the blond with a tilt of his head. The clothes, shoes and all types of accessories lay around him and on the floor. Kirishima opened his mouth to speak but a shirt came flying onto his face. He carefully shook the shirt off his face and took it into his hands. “Well, whatever you decide to wear, Katsuki...” Kirishima started, folding the blond’s clothing for him neatly. “I’m sure you’ll look amazing.” Kirishima smiled softly.

“I don’t want to be fucking amazing, Eijiro.” Bakugou’s voice was slightly muffled as he dug through the racks and drawers of clothing. He stuck his head back out as he frowned. He pulled out a floral dress. He grimaced wondering why on earth he owned such an item of clothing. He threw it over his shoulder making it land just in front of a busy Kirishima who was starting to refold all of Bakugou’s clothing once more and sort them around the nest. “I want to be flawless.” Bakugou continued his search.

“Uh oh. What did we talk about, Katsuki?” Kirishima paused and folded his arms over his chest.  Bakugou paused and looked back at his best friend. The redheaded Omega gave the blond a stern look as he waited. “I…” He started for Bakugou.

Bakugou sighed. “I just have to be myself and that is more than fine.” He recited the saying him and Kirishima had conjured up for each other. Something to help remind them that all they needed was to love themselves first before anything or anyone else.

Kirishima’s face split into a bright smile. “Yay! Good job, Katsuki!” He cheered on his friend.

The blond turned back to his redheaded friend. The other Omega in the room having the brightest smile on his face with a presence that seemed to rival that of the sun. Bakugou’s shoulders dropped as a small smile came to his face. For one thing, he didn’t deserve Kirishima. Kirishima was such a supportive and loving friend to him from start to finish. Bakugou walked over to his nest. He placed his soft hands on either side of Kirishima’s face, as he looked down at him. Kirishima’s wide ruby eyes staring up at him with light. Bakugou closed his eyes and placed a kiss on Kirishima’s forehead. The redhead let out a happy chirp at the show of affection, making Bakugou only give him another one on his nose. Bakugou brushed away some strands of crimson hair out of Kiri’s face and looked down at him.

He let out a soft purr, as he scented Kirishima slightly. “You are amazing, Eijiro.” He stated factually making Kirishima let out a soft giggle. “That Alpha you’ve been pining over better treat you right.” Bakugou warned as he gave one last rub of his cheek, before going back to his closet.

Kirishima blushed at the mention of the Alpha he had been interested in. “They do.” He spoke quietly fiddling with one of Bakugou’s socks. “They are so sweet to me, so kind and caring. And the way they look after their kids, it’s just…” He sighed lovestruck as he fell back on the bed. “It’s so heart-warming.”

“You know Eijiro, out of the two of us, I did not expect you to fall head over ass with your boss.” Bakugou commented.

Kirishima quickly sat up with a frown. “We’re fated.” He stated truthfully, defending his behaviour, making Bakugou laugh. Kirishima’s face turned pinker. “Besides…” Kirishima started, picking up one of Bakugou’s shorts and starting to fold them. “Whenever I’m with them and their family… I don’t know… It’s like I have my own.” He commented softly. Bakugou paused once more, holding up a loose white shirt in hand. He turned his head to look back at Kirishima. He had a soft look on his face. Bakugou knew just how much his redheaded friend, as much as he prided himself on being strong and manly, always wanted a family. Always wanted something to call his own. It made Bakugou smile that Kirishima could find something that gave him that sense of what he was looking for. Kirishima shook his head. “But no matter.” He waved it off. “Have you decided?” He asked the blond.

Bakugou put up a white shirt and a black shirt. “Pick one.”

Of course, Kirishima would pick white. He often complained that Bakugou wore too much black so it would make sense he would choose white over black. Bakugou folded his arms over his chest as he stood at the entrance of the stables. He leaned against the huge double barn doors and that’s when he caught sight of you. You walked from the reception with one of the stable hands. You wore sunglasses on your head as you focused on the Omega in front of you.

You motioned for the stable hand to go in first as you paused in front of Bakugou. You took him in. He looked amazing as always. The morning sunlight suited him well with a loose white chiffon blouse, black riding tights and boots accompanied with them as well. As always, he dressed to point. However, what you did not expect was the oversized white floppy hat on his head, that admittedly, looked nice.

You smiled (well to Bakugou it looked more like a smirk than anything that could resemble a smile). Your intense gaze once again never left him as you bowed at the waist taking his hand. “Mr Bakugou, good morning.” You greeted.

Bakugou swallowed hard as he tried to stop the heat rushing up his neck. He frowned. “Didn’t your Dam ever tell you it’s rude to stare?”

You stood back up straight, amused at his reaction. You placed your hands behind your back with a chuckle. “At people, yes. But…”  Your eyes once again moved up his figure, drinking up the way his thighs and hips contrasted to his waist. “Not with angels.” Your eyes went back to meet his crimson ones.

Today you were the taller one, your boots giving you the height advantage he had last time. Bakugou scoffed turned his head away from you. From the V of his blouse, he took his sunglasses. “I’m not an angel, toots.” He slipped his sunglasses on, hoping it would distract you from his flushed cheeks or any other of his reactions. “I’m a demon at best.”

You didn’t lose your smile nor your composure. You took a step towards him, looking at him with an intensity that made his breathing faulter. “Take me to hell then.”

Bakugou froze for a moment. His grip on his forearms tightening as that annoying tension at the pit of his abdomen bloomed once more. You had a grip on him that he wasn’t sure when sprouted. Your confidence maybe? Or was it your charisma? Or was it just you? It had him finding his breathing laboured and mixed and his mind go numb. Bakugou’s jaw clenched as he let out a staggered breath looking away from you.

You chuckled taking him by the arm gently. He looked up at you a bit in surprise. You looked back down at him, waiting for any sign of him being uncomfortable. His eyes were transparent, just surprise nothing negative in sight. Once reassured you kept him close. “Come on, Bakugou. We have to pick some horses.”

You laughed along side Bakugou as you both rode down the covered trail. You each had your own individual horses. Yours was a stallion named Zale, with a beautiful black coat and Bakugou sat upon (Apparently) one of his favourite horses, an elegant mare named Princess. You wanted to laugh when you initially found out his favourite horse was named Princess but after a swat to the back of the head later and a pouting blond Omega you quickly changed your tone.

“Wait, wait, wait.” You shook your head, holding the reigns safely. The two horses went at a pleasurable pace down the trail, giving the two of you enough time to talk as you pleased. “You played a donkey? In your school play?” you asked shocked.

Bakugou sighed but nodded his head with a small smile. “I wanted to be the adventurer or a pirate but fucking Deku and the others took those roles.” He almost scowled at the name of the Number One hero of Japan. You chuckled at the obvious distaste he had for the green haired Alpha that took the ProHero charts by storm. “So… since my parents were making the costumes, my sire decided to make sure I was the damn most glamorised donkey in all of Japan.” He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Looked fucking stupid.” He muttered.

You shook your head. “I doubt that.” He looked at you with a harsh glare, his glasses now sitting on top of his hat. You giggled at the look he sent you. The canopy on top of you shielded the both of you from the sun perfectly and yet allowed a few strays of light to peak through. “What? You couldn’t look stupid even if you tried.”

“Have you ever seen a donkey in a frilly pink dress?”

At that question you couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Bakugou smiled, his Omega happy to have been making you smile so much. He couldn’t deny that he would be willing to reveal many more embarrassing stories to you, if it meant hearing your laugh over and over again.

You wiped at your eyes. “Okay, I admit… that might be a bit silly.”

Bakugou scoffed. “Silly?” He threw one hand out. “My sire forced me into a dress just so that I could be a ‘donkey that stood out’.” He mocked. “That’s intentional pup-humiliation. Then she had the audacity to be like ‘Katsuki, you look so pretty’. Yah, but donkeys aren’t pretty, you old hag!” You couldn’t help the laughter and snorts that came out of your mouth as Bakugou rambled out into space, clearly still holding a grudge at the whole incident. He tsked. “Stupid old hag.” He muttered.

“You know… I saw your sire at the Agency.” You revealed. “You look exactly like her.”

He dropped his shoulders and looked up at the heavens. “Please, don’t remind me.”

You pulled on the reigns turning Zale to the right to where Bakugou and you would have your picnic. In front of you was a small stream and an open clearing next to it. Luckily there was enough room for both you and the horses strategically enough. After steering Zale and Princess into the clearing, you got off easily. You were going to help Bakugou off but by the time you had both feet on the ground he was already taking the reigns of Zale out of your hands. You watched him speechless, but you shrugged. Gave you time to set up the picnic which you did immediately. With a pretty checkered blanket and a picnic basket, everything was set.

Leading Bakugou to sit on the blanket, you dramatically threw open your arms and motioned to the ground. “Tada!” You said with a bright smile. “I wasn’t sure what you liked but I brought a little bit of everything. So, I brought chips, the spicy kind, since I read you liked spicy things. I also brought strawberries and grapes, crackers too. Also, cake cause I love these tiny little cakes and then marshmallows and oreos! And-”

Bakugou didn’t hear half of the things you had in store for the picnic because all he could do was look at you. You had researched about him, taking in some of the things he liked too. It was cute. He couldn’t stop the small smile that came to his face. He could break his diet for one day. He placed a hand over your knee instantly shutting you up. You looked down at his hand and then back to him. “It’s all just fine.” He told you. “It looks… great. Thank you.” He told you sincerely.

You couldn’t stop the proud smile as your scent turned sweeter. Being alone today without having to worry about others or the media helped, cause you could be without your scent patches too. You let out a small, short lived happy rumble as you placed a cupcake on a little saucer. You passed it over to him with a spoon and you took your own.

“My sire and dam were really confused when I told them our first meeting was a success.” You revealed to Bakugou as you took a bite out of your cupcake, blissfully.

Bakugou raised a blond eyebrow. “Huh?” He asked. He tasted the cupcake, his eyebrows raised in surprise. It was really nice and not too sweet.

You waved a hand down. “Just the whole, ‘Well if it all went well, why don’t we have a wedding day planned?’” You imitated your sire. Bakugou let out a snort. “Yah, they’re just old school.”

Bakugou nodded his head. “Well tell them, no wedding days have been planned.” He shook his head, lifting the cupcake back to his mouth. “Not yet anyways.” He mumbled quietly to himself, but you heard him.

You choked on air upon hearing it. You quickly grabbed a glass of apple juice. Bakugou chuckled watching you try to swallow down whatever you choked on. You nodded your head. “Yah, yah. Certainly.” You nodded your head, your cheeks warm. “Weddings and mating and pups. Unquestionably.” You nodded your head affirmatively. Your Alpha flooding your mind with thoughts of Bakugou that shouldn’t be in your head on the first date. Thoughts of how beautiful he already looks in white, or how coming home to him would be like, how you were yet to taste his cooking that you knew would be better than any Michelin chef could make for you, or how gorgeous he would look with a pup on his hip. Or how gorgeous he would look when you put a pup in-

You drank more juice trying to stop the thoughts in your head.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, amused. His cheeks pink but he wanted to pull your tail a bit. “I never said anything about mating or pups.” He teased.

“Hm?” You turned to him. You quickly gained your composure. You tried to regain the reigns in this as you straightened your posture. “Well… lets see how far we get and then we can see what you’re saying then.”

Bakugou shifted, once again finding that tension bothersome. He quickly shoved the rest of his cupcake in his mouth making you chuckle. His sweet scent trying to seduce you into getting closer. You noticed that some cream was left at the corner of his mouth. You reached over wordlessly and used your thumb to wipe it away. Bakugou went still, his pupils went wide and his body stiff. You looked down at the cream that was now on your thumb.

You brought it to your mouth, sucking on your thumb. “Sweet.” You pointed out.

Bakugou gulped and put his saucer down. “I shouldn’t eat cake anyways.” He pointed out, picking up a strawberry. “Goes straight to my stomach and hips.”

“Oh, then please have more.” You said straight faced.

He rolled his eyes. “Stop thinking with your knot, idiot. That’s bad.” He elaborated. “I can’t afford to look unfit. I fuckin’ hate being an Omega.” He grumbled looking to the side. He then looked back to you. You were looking at him expectantly, wanting him to continue. To allow him to rant as much as he needed. Bakugou sighed shaking his head. “It’s so stupid. My biology is a handicap. Omega heroes can only be pros for a maximum of fifteen years before being forced into retirement even after finding out that All Might was a perfect hero for over two decades.” He added. “Any slight show of weakness or hinderance and the media or other heroes or stupid fucking villains will use it against you. Like they did to Red.” His scent spiked in bitterness.

You knew what he was talking about, as a frown also went to your face. ProHero Red Riot. A beloved omega hero of Japan, number eight in the hero charts and well deserving too. He was loved by many, adored by most. With his charming and beautiful Omegan smile and nature and yet sturdy and reliable hero rep. He saved many and did it all with a smile on his face, just to be there for people. Yet over a year ago he was targeted when a villain fried the earpiece that Omegan heroes had to wear and used their Alpha voice on him. He was nearly killed in that incident if it wasn’t for his partner (Dynamight) and other top heroes like Deku and Shoto finding him in time.

He retired from fieldwork afterwards, but he was still in the hero scene. He was a beloved hero, most still singing praises and speaking of him till now. Similar instances happened to Proheroes Chargebolt and Pony. There is still much debate on whether Omegas should be proheroes even with all the change that has happened.

You carefully placed your hand over his, catching Bakugou’s attention. “For what it’s worth Bakugou…” You started. “I think you are an inspiration to everyone, not just Omegas, just like Red Riot and all the other Omegan heroes. Plus, I have no doubt that the commission would have to pry you out of your hero uniform kicking and screaming if they ever forced you to retire.” Bakugou liked the word you used. If. Not ‘when’, but if. He scoffed looking away from you. “And either way, while you have hero work or not, you can also focus on your restaurant, right?” Bakugou nodded. He was quite shocked you remembered that little detail of him. “Well, I have no doubt you would excel in that too.”

Bakugou scoffed, picking up a grape. “You haven’t even tasted my cooking.”

“Hopefully one day I will.”

“Hopefully?” He asked with a scowl. “Are you not sure?”

You laughed at his reaction to your statement. “My apologize Bakugou, I meant, one day soon I will have a pretty blond Omega cooking me meals.”

“You’re getting too cocky now.” He voiced out trying to sound unamused, but he smiled.

You shrugged. Then you perked up. “Or I could cook for you!”

The blond thought about it. He moved his head side to side weighing in the thought of it. “Hm… alright. We’ll see who’s the better cook then.” He stated with a determined look in his eyes. He looked like he was already planning your defeat. “You’re going to fail so hard.”

You couldn’t help but smile dearly at the Omega beside you. “You’re so cute Bakugou.” You picked up a cracker and watched his face turn a deeper shade of pink.

“No, I’m not.” He glared.

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m n-”

Taking him by surprise, you pinned him down to the blanket underneath the two of you. Your hands holding his hands down at either side of his head. His red crimson eyes stared up at you wide. Locks of blond hair glowed where the sunlight hit him perfectly, his hat lay under his head making your focus lock onto his features. His breathing increased as he stared up at you. Involuntarily, he released a savoury seductive scent, his chest moving up and down as he wondered what you would do next. His body started to feel hot and he could feel himself start to slip away from reason.

You could feel his thighs squeeze together against your knee, trying to relieve some of the pressure he was feeling. For a second you forgot everything around you. It was as if the world had faded away leaving the two of you together. All you could focus was on him. The way his lips were slightly parted, the look of expectation yet nervousness in his eyes, the fact that he could easily overpower you due to all his training but still chose to be slack under your mercy. The building heavy feeling inside of you appeared, just as it did the first time you met him.

You leaned down closer to him, an approving rumble escaping your chest. Your Alpha more than approved of the Omega underneath you and his reaction to your surprise ‘attack’, as you could call it. You smirked, your lips painfully close to his. He looked down at your lips hoping you would stop playing around with him. His eyes closed as you placed your lips against his, the both of your lips not having enough force to kiss but brushing against each other enough that it had to be. You smirked against his lips. “Yes. Yes, you are… Katsuki.”

Bakugou let you into the penthouse apartment he shared with Kirishima. You looked around at the luxurious apartment around you. You whistled as you nodded your head at the pristine looking space. You would have thought it was a show apartment if it wasn’t for the few of the personal belongings scattered around, from the crimson riot blanket on the couch or the photos hanging on the walls.

“Very nice, very nice.” You nodded your head.

Bakugou rolled his eyes. “Eijiro dislikes it.” He told you. “He says its too pristine and not homely enough, but I can’t see why he would say that WHEN HE’S BARELY EVEN LIVING HERE ANYMORE!” He shouted turning his head to the staircase just as a door opened.

“Hey! I still live here!” Walking to stand at the top of a staircase was a redheaded Omega. He had thick locks of hair cascading down his back and bright red eyes. He glared down at Bakugou. “Plus, I pay rent.” He pointed out with a nod, happy with the point he made. Bakugou rolled his eyes. Kirishima turned his attention down to you. He tilted his head in fascination. You knew the redhead just by the hair and sharp teeth alone. “Hello, new friend.” He climbed down the staircase down to the bottom.

You pulled up a smile and offered a handout to him. “Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.”

Kirishima happily took your hand and shook it firmly. “Kirishima Eijiro. It’s nice to meet you too. You must be the person Katsuki’s been obsessing over.”

Bakugou sent Kirishima a sharp glare with a pointed look. You turned to look at Bakugou amused. You placed your hands on your hips with a raised eyebrow. “Obsessing, huh?” You asked.

He clapped his hands. “Great, you’ve seen my place, I’m home, now you can leave.” He turned you around and started pushing you to the exit.

“Aww come on Kats! I haven’t even gotten to sniff them out yet.” Kirishima whined as he followed the two of you.

Bakugou was incredibly strong, something you forgot about as you tried to fight against the blond Omega from kicking you out of his apartment. You tried grabbing onto the wall, but Bakugou was adamant in forcing you out of the apartment. “No need.” He replied to Kirishima.

“Wait! When can I see you again?” You asked looking down at the adamant blond.

“Text me.”

“But my shoes!”

“You don’t need them.”

Bakugou opened the door and pushed you out into the hallway with only two doors in it. “Bye.”

You quickly put your foot in the door stopping him from slamming the door in your face. “Bakugou.”

“What!” He asked loudly.

Instead of getting angry at the fact that he shouted at you, you were too occupied with digging in your pocket. “Hold on.” You took out a black velvet box. Bakugou froze, his eyes widening at the sight of the black velvet box. Kirishima’s face dropped as well as he stood peaking his head into the hallway to watch Bakugou. He stayed silent wanting to know what this would lead to. You looked up at the blond with a soft smile. “I know we agreed to go at your pace, and I don’t want to change that but... to show you that I’m serious…” You slowly sank to one knee. You opened the box to reveal a red garnet promise ring, the same colour as Bakugou’s eyes. The band was a simple silver but the gem in the middle gleamed up at him. Bakugou’s ears turned red as his brain stopped functioning. “This is a promise ring, to you Katsuki. I can’t scent you yet or anything unless you tell me, but I do want to give you this. I know we skipped a few steps in the whole courting thing but… It’s just so that you know that you are the only person plaguing my thoughts and future.”

Bakugou was speechless as you slipped the ring out of the box. It came with a metal chain that could clip onto the ring if he wanted to wear it as a necklace instead. You handed him the box and slipped the ring onto his finger easily. You smiled at how well it suited his hand. You nodded, standing up.

You cleared your throat, motioning behind you. “I’ll text you.” Bakugou stared down at the ring not looking up at you. You nodded seeing that as your cue to leave. You turned around but felt a tug on your arm as you took your first step to head to the elevator. You turned back around and saw that Bakugou was holding onto your wrist.

He looked down at the ground not knowing what the hell he was doing. He was acting off instinct and not on his own thoughts. He looked back up at you. His heart beating out of his throat and his pupils wider than normal. He took another step closer to you. He hesitated as he stood in front of you. Bakugou reached up and placed his neck against yours. You froze at the hug like action but you soon relaxed, letting your hands find their place on his waist. Bakugou scented you in gratitude, allowing himself to revel in your scent for a second. He took a step back away from you, looking down at his hands.

He turned around wordlessly, entering his apartment. You watched him in a daze.

He confused you more than anything and yet you weren’t the least bit brought down.

Kirishima slowly walked past the fazed blond, towards the open door of their apartment. He looked back at the blond who had stopped walking, he then turned to look at you. His face emotionless for a second and you grew nervous. Then a bright smile went to his face. “It was very nice meeting you! Can’t wait to see you soon!” Kirishima handed you your shoes. “Here you go, Y/N.” He waved a hand sweetly. “Bye-bye.” He closed the door leaving you in the hallway. Kirishima turned around. His gaze now focused on Bakugou. He slowly walked up to stand behind the blond, he placed a hand on Bakugou’s shoulder. “Katsuki… are you okay?” He asked.

Bakugou’s scent left him in waves, sweet savoury cinnamon and caramel infused with a smokiness that suited him well. He was motionless. Kirishima walked to stand in front of the blond. His eyes widened at the look on Bakugou’s face. His eyes were bright and there was a smile on his face as he stared down at the ring. Kirishima’s eyes brightened as well as he looked down at his best friend.

He gasped. “KATSUKI’S IN LOVE!”

Bakugou quickly shushed him, as the redhead giggled. “Shush, you… you…” He couldn’t even think of a name to call him.

Kirishima giggled behind his hands as he wiggled his eyebrows at the blond. “You like them don’t you.” He teased. Bakugou opened his mouth to object but he couldn’t stop the warmth that bloomed in his chest as he looked away from the redhead with a tsk. Kirishima let out louder giggles. “Katsuki and Y/N sitting in a tree.” He started to sing. “C-O-U-R-T-I-N-G.” Bakugou pushed the redheaded Omega but Kirishima just giggled and sang more. “First comes scenting,”

“Shut it, Eij!”

“Then comes mating,”

“I’m being serious!”

“Then comes a puppy in a golden carriage!” Kirishima cheered as he skipped over to the kitchen.

Bakugou opened his mouth to try and fight the redheaded Omega that was too happy for his own good and yet he couldn’t. He was… calm. The raging storm inside him didn’t seem so destructive anymore. It seemed almost beautiful, violent and raging still but, mesmerizing to him. Bakugou closed his mouth shaking his head and walking away from the bubbly redhead he was now singing in the kitchen. He silently walked up the steps up to his room.

He closed the door behind him, making his way to his nest. He looked down at the ring some more. It was really beautiful, eye catching and yet it wasn’t boisterous. It was beautiful in its own right. Bakugou sat up in alertness. Your scent had followed him in here. He sniffed around wondering how that was possible, until he realized that some of it lingered on his shirt. Bakugou carefully took his shirt off and held it in his hands He pulled it up to his nose, the faint smell of you coming to him. A soft chirp left him in happiness.

He carefully placed his shirt in the nest carefully. He smiled down at it, in the perfect place.

-Glitch1d

Tags: @societyistheproblem @queenondeezmatatas (since yall asked for a pt2 <3)

[mylisse]

helo !