#concert Bakugou

[kingkatsuki]

Only ever thinking about going to concerts and festivals with Bakugou. Sigh.

Bakugou is positioned like a guard dog while he stands near the ladies bathroom dutifully holding your drink in hand as he waits for you to emerge. Brows furrowed as he scans the crowd of any eyes that are directed towards you that shouldn’t be, practically daring any guy that sees you on your own for a few fleeting minutes to try something.

Even though he’s nursing his own beer, he takes a sip from your cup. The fruitier concoction hits his tongue as he deliberately places his lips over the lipstick mark you’ve left on the rim, tasting the faint hint of cherry on his lips as he waits for you to emerge.

And of course it happens— why wouldn’t it when you look so fucking pretty today. The sheen of sweat tacking your skin that you despise only serves to make you look more alluring, casting an ethereal glow on your body as though the sun beats down on the event arena only for you. And that’s why there’s a guy swiftly approaching you that thought he could try his luck. Bakugou is well prepared, booted feet thudding into action as he makes a beeline for you, ready to intercept the guy who’s already cast you a friendly smile. A look that’s gone completely unnoticed by you, Bakugou acknowledges with glee, as you make a beeline for him.

“Hey,” The guy calls out to you, but he may as well be talking to a wall as you look directly at Bakugou. Reaching out to grab your plastic cup back as he wraps a possessive arm around your waist, even this sweltering heat won’t stop him from protecting what is his, “Nice shirt.”

You look down at the shirt you’re wearing before looking back at the guy with a wide smile on your face and Bakugou is practically ready to fist pump the air in victory. That was this smarmy fuckers second mistake, the first was trying it on with you—

“Thanks!” You grin, your hand instinctively goes to the hem to try and pull it down your fishnet clad thighs, “I stole it off my boyfriend.”

Boyfriend— that’s fuckin’ right asshole, Bakugou smirks in victory as he squeezes your hip with glee. Taking a gulp from his beer as you turn to face him, “Are you ready to go? I think they’re on in a few minutes.”

“Yeah, baby. Let’s go.” Bakugou can’t help his lips curling into a smug grin as you turn your back on the guy, slowly making your way towards one of the main stages as he turns to give the poor soul one more fleeting look before moving his hand down to grab your ass for good measure.

[puppyaulait]

Flower shop x tattoo shop (and the little emo gang)

[bakvrue]

RUNNING SPRINTING JUMPING to ask if you’re up for sharing pics of your new merch?!

YESSS ofc!!!!! All of these were bought on mercari japan through buyee. I've used it a couple of times, the shipping and processing fees can be a little expensive it's one of the easiest ways to get second hand things straight from japan!

These two were a set, idk if I'll actually use the best jeanest pin, but i love how sparkly they are

They dynamy plush!!! I wasn't gonna get him originally but he came out the day i wasnordering stuff so 😭😭😭 and he came with a lil popsocket!!

The pin in the second photo i got for like 80 cents, which is WILD because i say it in American ebay selling for 60 dollars or some because it's "rare"

And then to top it iff, i got this birthday set which includes the bakugou pen light for this year, an acrylic stand, and a pin!!

[gghostwhocanpostt]

thinking bout kinda scummy band mates bakugou and kirishima who rail you in the studio and use your cute little moans in their songs

[nerdy-as-heck]

It's always been a personal pet peeve of mine when people spell Bakugou's hero name "Dynamite" instead of "Dynamight" when it's a big difference considering he actively wanted to have it similar to All Might

Not enough where I'll call people out but it bothers me

[heartofjasmina]

thinking about boyfriend!Bakugou going with you to a Megan Thee Stallion concert. he gets so hard watching you rap every lyric so confidently, dancing and shaking your ass so well that you could be a backup dancer on stage. just imagining him leaning in real close during 'Big Ole Freak' especially after you sing the chorus (Ain't nobody freak like me, did what you need like me, ain't nobody got up on they tip tip toes and ride to the tip like me) whispering in your ear, "Talk yo shit ma." Knowing damn well its gonna leave you stuttering and nervous all of a sudden.

[sanaexus]

he wasn't a big fan of music or anything, but here he was in a concert of your favorite artist (cough thenbhd) staring at you as you scream your lungs out, he admires you quietly, cursing himself in his mind for falling so deeply, as he whispers a soft "i love you". he thought you didn't hear it, but you did.

later in the night when you both are alone you ask him "you love moo?"

"what? no? are you stupid?"

"but you said it in the concert you love moo! are you into cows or something?"

"no you fucking dunce i said "i love you, i'm into you."

"oh so you don't like cows?"

rin, sae, barou, iwaizumi, tsukishima, kageyama, bakugou, monoma, shinsou, sanemi, giyuu, inosuke, megumi, inumaki,

js a random thought that came to my mind. the tags in this went brrr

[frickingnerd]

bakugou's christmas gift for you

pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader

tags: fluff, implied romantic feelings, tsundere!bakugou

"what is this?"

you looked at the paper in katsuki's hand, before looking back up at your best friend. 

"tickets. you’ve been talking about this stupid concert for months so i figured that maybe if i got you tickets for it, you’d shut up"

you quietly stared at katsuki for a moment, making the boy wonder if you had heard him properly, before you suddenly grinned and wrapped your arms around him. 

"i love you, katsu! you're the best!!"

katsuki rolled his eyes and allowed himself to smile softly, while you were squeaking excitedly. those tickets had been quite expensive, but just hearing you say you loved him had made it worth it…

[tteokdoroki]

you know when you’re on the train on the way to concerts and you notice a bunch of people wearing all the clothes and merch of the artists you’re going to see.

imagine standing next to bakugou on the train, and you’re chatting to your friend and when he notices the kpop photocard handing from your bag — the lightstick haphazardly tucked into it, the typical clothing style of the fandom you guys are in.

imagine bakugou tapping your shoulder while you both sway on the subway, gripping onto the hand rails so that you don’t fall over. “h-hey, i—uh. like your photocard.” and he gestures to your bias dangling from your concert bag, not expecting the bright smile that you give him and the way you drag him into conversation with your friend.

“i love your outfit, you’re going to see x artist, right? what’s your favourite song? where are you seated?”

n his cheeks just burn bright read because you ask for his socials just in case you don’t see him after the show — and reply to his stories of it later that night asking if he had a good time 🥺🥺

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[antiwhores]

Bakugou x reader request!

can u do a college AU where bkg and YN have dorm rooms next to each other. One night bkg and his friends/bandmates are playing music and YN angrily knocks on their door to tell them to shut up so she can sleep. Bkg is like “whoa” bc no one’s ever spoken like that to him. So he develops a crush and starts to pine after YN in their classes.

Tysm!!!

It had been a rough day, and all you really wanted to do was lay in bed and sleep.

But apparently, your dumbass neighbor was bothered by this. He blasted music with his roommates for what felt like forever. After a while, you finally got sick of the wall shaking noise and got up to confront him.

At first when you knocked he didn’t hear you. So you kept knocking progressively louder until the force was shaking the door.

He swings the door open, an annoyed look on his face. “What?!” He spat.

The audacity of him to be giving you attitude when he was the one blasting music like it was a concert hall! You almost ground your teeth into dust as you told him to turn his damn music down. You began to cuss him out, throwing all sorts of colorful words out there. You were so furious you didn’t even get a proper look at him.

After you gave him a piece of your (tired) mind, you stormed away with your arms crossed.

After that day, Katsuki wanted you to be his. He constantly pinned after you- in his own way, of course. And his flirting? Top notch.

He would steal your shit then return it once you were panicking about it and say he found it. You eventually caught onto this one and cussed him out AGAIN.

He would try to buy you lunch, to which you would always decline. And then he would try to sit by you and you would go eat off campus. And when he tried to follow you, you’d call him a creep and drive off.

Halfway through this L rizz he decided he needed a new tactic. He realized he couldn’t rush it so he slowly came into your life. He shared his interests with yours, gave subtle touches, and he NEVER blasted his music.

As for you, you started to like him like he liked you.

After about 5 months, you two started dating. And then you started blasting music together.

[kingkatsuki]

When I was at my festival my friend kept running into pits for her fave band and her boyfriend kept giving this face of relief every time he’d come out with her and grabbing his beer off his friend until she’d jump in for another song.

And literally it gave me such Bakugou vibes because he thinks this band fucking suck, he just wants to watch from the sidelines with a cold beer because everything is too damn hot. The tips of his ears are burning from the harsh sun gleaming down on him, despite the copious amounts of suncream you’ve massaged into his skin.

And you’re turning to him with those pretty eyes, eyes he knows he can’t say no to. So he tries to avoid that look as he takes another sip of his pint.

“I love this song, Kats!” He bets you do, turning around to face the stage as you throw your hands up in the air to sing along. And just like that you’re gone.

Groaning when he watches you disappear into the sea of men who are practically twice your size. God knows what could happen to you in the pit, if an asshole doesn’t pick you up or they get a little too handsy and think they can get away with it. Growling beneath his breath as he takes a large gulp of beer before shoving his plastic cup into Kirishima’s free hand and wiping his lips with the back of his hand as he makes his way into the pit.

And it’s even worse in there, people stink. The heat practically radiates off every fucker that’s barging into him as they dance to the song, and he manages to catch your wrist just before you fall to the ground. Sweat clings to his skin as he pulls you against his chest, hating the way your eyes sparkle when you notice Bakugou has followed you in.

But he’ll never admit just how much he enjoys this with you, watching you belt out the lyrics as you jump up and down in front of him, leaning back against him even though it’s so disgustingly muggy in the field. Dust from the dry ground sticks to his sweaty skin as it’s kicked in the air from moshing bodies, and his hair sticks to his temples from the damp as he shakes his head like a wet dog.

Your hand in his as you take pity on him and make your way out of the pit, as he’s practically grabbing his cold pint from Kirishima to virtually down it. Only stopping when you grab his forearm as a silent request for him to give you some, holding the plastic cup out to you as you take a sip.

Groaning when he sees that same look in your eyes a few songs later when another one of your favourite songs begins to play, and he’s chugging the rest of his drink before throwing the empty cup to the ground. Hand in hand as you pull him back into the crowd.

And he wouldn’t have it any other way💕

[bitter-pyre]

BAKUGOU AND SHINSHOU MEETING AT A PUNK CONCERT GGAAAHHHHHHHH

[love-fictional-ppl]

OH MY LORD PLEASE DO MORE ABOUT STONER BAKUSQUAD THAT WAS 'mwah' chefs kiss

xoxoxooxox thank you sm if you do xoxooxox

Omgg yesss I love stoner bakusquad. Tyy for the request loveeee

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Part 2 of this

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Summary: reader and quirkless au!Bakusquad are stoners

Pairings: platonic!katsuki bakugou x gn!bisexual!reader, platonic!Eijiro Kirishima x gn!bi!reader, platonic!pan!Denki Kaminari x gn!bi!reader, platonic!plug!hanta sero x gn!bi!reader, platonic!bi!mina ashido x gn!bi!reader, Eijiro Kirishima x bi!mina ashido, past!Hanta sero x bi!mina ashido, pan!Denki Kaminari x bi!plug!hitoshi Shinso

Warnings: language, Marijuana duh, vaping, alcohol, making out, shrooms, OF, masturbation, etc.

A/n: I was personally geeked writing part 1, so I forgot to actually include the vaping part lol. If you don’t know who Harold and kumar are, watch the movies.

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Ok so to start off, Sero’s day/night Job is deejaying. He’s actually really good at it. A lot of people would think this job would go to Denki but nope.

Speaking of Denki, he actually is a streamer. He reacts to people’s videos and plays horror games. He plays a lot of Roblox too.

Bakugou likes Sam & Colby. He’s liked them since trap boys. Honestly his favorite trap boy is Corey tho.

When Mina drinks she gets the spins really bad and throws up. Every single time. Without hesitation.

Denki cries sometimes when he’s drunk.

Kirishima greened out at the first smoke sesh.

Mina is seriously super horny when she messed up. She even convinced bakugou to make out with her while he was super stoned

Denki started vaping when you guys were in sophomore year, he eventually put u all on.

Bakugou had to bail Sero out of jail once, Sero was pulled over while he was making a delivery

Mina makes Kirishima take her to concerts, he trip sits her while she takes shrooms

Sero likes to watch cartoon network and adult swim when he’s stoned

Eventually, Shinso and Denki get together. You all excepted Shinso practically immediately, and invited him to the smoke seshs

Mina buys pink joint papers. The guys hate when she rolls up with them, except for Denki he loves them<3

Mina has an only fans. She isn’t embarrassed by it either. Denki has also watched her videos while jerking off

During smoke sesh’s you guys like to watch South Park. Sero likes to laugh and compare bakugou to cartman.

Sero has a unhealthy amount of bongs

Kirishima is the designated driver for after the hangouts. Whoever doesn’t just sleepover, he gives a ride.

Kirishima always makes a crap ton of snack when him and Mina host. Mina doesn’t like hosting tho.

Depending on how high bakugou is, he will let you play with his hair. It’s actually so soft.

Denki and Sero almost got kidnapped by Sero’s plug one time. It was Denki’s fault, he tried to still the guy’s knife.

Sero loves Shinso’s cat especially when he’s stoned he says he’s the group scooby doo. Shinso is forced to bring muffins(the cat) every time

Shinso also sells weed so Sero claims they’re competitors

Denki is so girly with his vapes it’s funny. Like this boy will kill for a minty Hyde. He also always has to tear apart his bed just to find the shit.

I think everybody agree and say bakugou and kirishima drink whiskey. Grown ahh ahh men💀

Bakugou literally will catnap when he is baked. He likes to sleep with his head on your thighs

Kirishima always brings blunt wraps since you and Denki always forgets to buy them. Baby boy kiri is a angel🥹😇

Reach in Sero’s couch cushions and you will find a kingdom of lighters

Denki says him and Sero are Harold And Kumar. Denki and you love those movies.

Sero’s kitchen is stocked on all your favorite foods and drinks.

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Not Proofread!

[mysteriesmuse]

Don’t Touch Anything

thinking abt Katsuki’s bae getting their nails done

you’ve had a long week and so you’ve decided to go treat yourself and go get your nails done. Katsuki thinks this is a good little get away and reprieve for you from your college classes. - he’s already thinking in the happy wife, happy life mindset.

being a new sidekick in the pro hero business he already makes a pretty decent salary, definitely way more than your little tutoring job through the uni.

so Bakugous decided to pay for your nails himself. he just wired it directly into your account. No asking, or anything. He. Just. Does. It. 👏 it’ll make you happy and it makes him feel good for doing that for you. ———

But Katsuki didn’t realize how hard it would be for you to do everything now. As soon as you get home it’s like your hands suddenly don’t work. I mean, yeah, he has to open up a jar of jelly for you. THATS NORMAL

but as the day goes on you’re struggling to do everything. you’re using him or Siri to type out messages to all your friends. and he’s just wondering HOW OFTEN DO YOU EARPHONES AND PONYTAIL TALK??!

Got him leaning into your shoulder, hair tickling your collarbone before his dandelion looking head pops up, staring at Jirou’s message in the group chat with wide eyes. “oi babe. Can I go to this concert with you?” “mhmm if you wanna. Text Jirou.” his tongues sticking out as he types out his own message to your friends dynamite fast.

—— that afternoon he notes that your studying is punctuated by lots of curses and the sound of a pen clattering to the floor every few minutes.

Katsuki keeps his fists in his pockets as he routinely walks past your room to glance at your fine ass leaning to grab your pen. But the way you’re careening off to the side about to topple to the floor, has his hero instincts itching and his hands twitching. Idiot, always making his damn heart race. —— Katsuki also can’t help but snicker as you walk around the house tapping your nails on everything. “ahem babe I’m on a meeting right now”

seriously you’re not even trying to resist the asmr

———— But there’s also PERKS

katsuki is enamored with your bright smile as you look down at your nails. AND your wild hand gestures have also only gotten more dramatic!! Katsuki Bakugou in love with a little lady doing jazz hands. . . . his family and friends would have Never thought it

He is also lovin’ the way you keep posing with your hands on your insta. you got him beaming down at your account on patrol and at work. The coffee cup photos, the touching the barrettes, the golden hour pics with the hand splayed on the exposed collarbones. (Which he takes for you.) The photos you drag him into: grabbing his chin to press a chin onto the apple of his cheek, linking pinkies, making those ridiculous heart hands 🫶 that you and every other girl on the planet is obsessed with.

Got him shocked at the new way you walk past him, tapping across the tables and countertops. and before you breeze past him you comb your fingers through his hair.

HE NEEDS MORE and when Katsuki gets what he wants he’ll inclines his head and let out a hum that vibrates through the air particles between y’all. makes him moan and groan. and all the tension in his muscles melt away as he sinks into you. The tip of his nose nuzzling the inside of your breast as a warm sigh fans over your skin.

. . . so yeah he’s definitely going to let you get your nails done again

[heartofjasmina]

🌸 Masterlist 🌸

♡ Writing Tag ♡

Favorites:

My Hero (BNHA)

Glorious (All Might x glory hole)

Gardening!AU (Pro Hero!Bakugou x gardener reader)

Gardening AU HCs

Gardening AU 3

Gardening AU 4

Pro Hero!Deku x superfan reader

Breeding Instincts (Multi character: Daichi, Kirishima, Deku, Bakugou, Iwaizumi)

Alpha Bakugou and Omega son

Katsuki praises you when you need it most

Spanking w/ Todoroki

Dom!Amajiki

Dom Amajiki 2

Mommy dom x Amajiki

Anal freak Deku

Anal freak Deku 2

Iida and perv little sis (incest tw)

Pro Hero!Deku x bitch reader at high school reunion

Fashion designer Bakugou

Bakugou x bitch reader fluff

Duke!Bakguou x virgin reader

Glassblower Bakugou

Dilf!Bakugou x Todoroki's daughter

Deaf!Bakugou

Deaf!Bakugou 2

Deaf!Bakguou 3

Cuckold!Shoto

Shouto and Dabi x reader (incest tw)

Professional chef!Bakugou

Dom nerd!Izuku x seven minutes of heaven

Pirate King!Aizawa

Daddy Dom!Kirishima x tantrum throwing reader

Cookbook author!Bakugou

Kiribaku x reader

Bimbo girlfriend Denki

Bimbo Denki 2

Camgirl!Denki

Big Bro Gamer Denki

Daddy Dom Bakugou fluff 2

Iida x slut reader

Iida x bitch reader

Tokoyami x high protocol

DILF All Might

Proffessional Violinist Bakugou

Kirishima's breeder balls

Bakugou x sleepy gf

Bakugou x anxious reader

Underground fighter!Kirishima

Bakugou x crybaby reader

Kirishima x little reader subspace

Professional chef!Bakugou 2

ProHero!Bakugou x nightmares

Bakugou x bitch gf

Bakugou x bitch reader 2

Big Bro Izuku (incest tw)

Facefucking x Tokoyami

Daddy Dom Bakugou fluff

Bakugou x stoner bitch reader

Deku x bimbo reader (tutoring)

All Might and his fans

Bakugou and gf!reader at Megan Thee Stallion Concert

All Might x stepdaugther!reader (stepcest tw)

Haikyuu

Ushijima x bitch reader

Ushijima x loudmouth gf!reader

Ushijima x anal

Daddy Dom Ushijima

Giant!Ushijima 1

Giant!Ushijima 2

Giant Ushijima 3 (op)

Ushijima x bimbo reader

personal assistant!Iwaizumi x boss lady!reader

Dom!Daichi pays attention

JJK

Nanami x babygirl reader

Big Bro Suguru

Blue Lock

Bimbo!reader x Isagi

Bachira x bimbo gf

Kuroko's Basketball (KNB)

Aomine x tutor!reader

Murasakibara x reader

[t-tomuras]

✺ ─── • 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜

Pairing: Drummer!Katsuki Bakugou x F!reader

Wordcount: 2.3k

Warnings: Semi-public sex, mild dubcon, smoking, jealousy, minimal prep, creampie, implied reader x izuku

Notes: A reupload bc I like it

He’s seen you before, a number of times. You’re always at his shows with the girl the band's guitarist, Tomura, always invites. Katsuki guesses Tomura shared VIP tickets again because he consistently needs to be able to keep an eye on his ‘not girlfriend’ in the crowd and for her to coo at him from his lap after the show. Ignoring fans while Katsuki, Izuku and Touya entertain them in his stead, not that any of them seemed to mind. 

But you’re increasingly grating on Katsuki’s nerves. 

Not because you’re a diehard fan or overly clingy, no, quite the opposite. No matter how much he sweats from his hype or the heat of the stage lights, the humid atmosphere of outdoor concerts or even just a busted air conditioner backstage for the meet and greet he always feels a wave of frigid disdain. 

Icy looks in his direction when you hear him speak, hear him flirt with some of the other ticket holders that occupy the room with you. 

He’s only playing fair, though, because you do the same, don’t you? You learned quickly that he didn’t care if you draped against their bassist, Touya, or giggled at any of his own overused pickup lines. You figured out quickly what sets him off is how you cling to their lead singer, Izuku Midoriya. 

Giggling loudly and touching his chest or upper arm to watch his freckled cheeks dust with a blush, leaning close and pushing your chest  against him in a shirt that already has your breasts dangerously close to spilling out. 

Maybe it wouldn’t bother him so much if he knew you were doing it out of spite, if he caught even a fleeting glance from you in his direction but you never do. You act like Katsuki isn’t even in the room, you act like nobody else is in the room and it burns his blood and chills his bones. 

Because he actually fucking liked you, even if he fucked up the first time he saw you. Watering down his interest as some sort of defense mechanism after a previous breakup that altered how he wanted to go about relationships for the foreseeable future. He used one of his lines, notorious on Twitter amongst spurned fans that thought they were special when they met him. Repeated lines and practiced hand placements. 

Sometimes, when the need felt great enough, he would bed a fan. Those were the ones that were the most vocal with their vitriol online, not that he could blame them. He was a giving lover, not that anyone could say that he wasn’t, but he acted callously. Leaving them to wake alone in hotel rooms and Bakugou catching flights to his next tour destination without even so much as a note. 

Bakugou didn’t expect you to be a frequent flyer at their performances though. He knows it’s because of your friend and Tomura’s desire to see her often, Katsuki couldn’t blame him for that, he just fucking wishes he’d stop gifting two tickets when he only needed one. Or at least just started bringing her along. 

End Katsuki’s silent torture that nobody else in the room seemed keen to besides you, your friend, and Izuku. He can see it in the worried glances, the apologetic looks that Midoriya sends in Katsuki’s direction; quickly averting his gaze when Bakugou snarls with a curled lip at the man. 

Tonight, he’s had enough, tired of the giggling, the barely hushed whispers, the insipid fucking glances. With a click of his tongue and a muted growl, he rises from his seat, ignoring any concerned calls from his band mate or the fans that he had already zoned out mid-conversation. 

He doesn’t have to wait long for the room to clear out, figuring there’s probably only about fifteen minutes left anyway so he goes outside for a smoke. Slotting the stick between his lips before lighting it, taking a long drag that burns half of the cigarette down in the first puff; tilting his head back to exhale a sizable cloud through his nostrils like a dragon. 

Katsuki lights another, not usually one for chain smoking but he was working on quitting and hadn’t had one for some time anyway. It calmed his nerves, at least for the moment, ignoring the disappointed chatter amongst the VIP pass holders that come from the venue's side exit a few moments later. 

Thankful to have some peace to himself, Katsuki tosses the butt into a puddle before shoving his hands in his pockets. Slipping back into the venue as the last fan exit, hunched slightly forward with his head down as he traverses the familiar halls with ease. 

Only to bump into you when he rounds a corner, he doesn’t even have to look up to know. It’s just his luck that it’s always you, not to mention he could recognize the annoyed suck of your teeth anywhere, even in his dreams. 

You shoulder him as you go to pass, insult on the tip of your tongue when his broad palm wraps around your upper arm. He moves quickly, despite your complaint and the bite of your nails into the skin of his forearm or how you dig in your heels like you could even slow his larger frame. 

Katsuki rips open the first door he can find, a small, unused, supply closet, and practically throws you inside as you curse at him. The door slams behind him, not bothering to lock it. It’s late, the venue is mostly empty besides the custodial staff cleaning the stage and the seating areas. His band mates likely winding down or heading to the assigned dressing rooms to shower before hopping on the tour bus to travel to the next venue a few hours away. 

His hand claps over your mouth, unbothered by how you bite at the butt and heel of his palm as he crowds your space. Nose to nose with you with an unwavering gaze. 

Despite the proximity, your fists pound on his chest, what little that does, until you grow tired. When you slump, hands falling to your sides and exhale slowly (but not without your signature annoyed sigh) Katsuki finally removes his hand. 

“What is your problem Bakugou?” 

He hates when you call him that, you know that he does, because you were a fan of his. You’d called him Katsuki upon your first meeting before you try to be as impersonal with him as possible. 

His head hangs, ash blond locks falling in his face as his shoulders rise and fall with a deep breath of his. Slowly exhaled before he cages you in by placing his hands on either side of your head, husking out a growled, “you.” 

You hate that his voice can still send shivers down your spine, can still make your clit throb as a wave of arousal rips through you. You fold your arms over your chest, rolling your eyes with a hmph. 

Katsuki chuckles at the reaction, he can tell that you want to yell at him, tell him good, you’re glad you’ve gotten under his skin but you don’t want to reward him with your voice. With conversation of any sort. 

“You get on my nerves,” he leans forward, stepping closer as you try and back into the wall behind you, “I’m so sick of seeing you in the front row at almost every fucking show.” 

His forehead rests on yours as he goes on, your hands resting on his chest but you don’t exactly try and push him away or attempt to create distance. 

“Tired of seein you flirt with the damn nerd, hate that it isn’t even to make me fuckin jealous,” Katsuki wishes it was, but the more he speaks and the less you move the more he puts together a truth. A truth that even if you’re mad at him, you still want him. 

He can tell, he’s always been good at noticing and it fills his chest with warmth; brings a smile to his face as he pulls your hips into his and lets his lips brush against the apple of your cheek. 

“Fuckin done with how much I fuckin want you.” 

He kisses you, chaste and testing, but the first sign of returned pressure he presses on. Tilting his jaw and hooking his fingers under your chin to deepen the contact. Letting his tongue swipe teasingly at the seam of your lips but when you grant him access he parts, but just barely a hairsbreadth away. 

Fixing you with an intense stare as you catch your breath. His fingers toying with a loose strand of hair for a moment, “What if I told you I wanted you,” his other hand ventures between your bodies, cupping your mound with a half smirk, “right here. Right now?” 

“I’d say you’ve used that line before,” you attempt to stay huffy but the massage of his fingers, pads of them pressing into your clit pleasantly, makes it difficult.

“Only once,” he doesn’t give you a chance for rebuttal, swallowing any semblance of a response and morphing the sound into a delicate mewl.

Katsuki has a way of making people melt, you’d heard it before in some ‘tell-all’ tiktok from one or two fans (before it’s subsequently taken down) but you didn’t think it’d happen to you. Didn’t think he’d make you putty in his hand quite so easily. 

He paws at you like a man starved, hardly fumbling with your flimsy belt that was more for aesthetics than actual functionality before tossing it at his feet. Easily undoing his own pants and shoving them low enough for you to see the outline of his growing hardon. All while barely parting from the bruising kiss, nipping at your bottom lip or letting his tongue swipe over your own. 

Palming your ass as he presses you closer into him, forcing your upper back to press into the wall while he pulls your pelvis into his. Thick digits rubbing over the seam of your skinny jeans before he growls lowly. 

“Would fuckin wear pants tonight,” Katsuki huffs, working to shimmy the second skin down your thighs while you help him with a meager shimmy; kicking them away when they pool around your ankles. 

Kissing hungrily again, muffled moans in the midst of it. His fingers rubbing over the delicate fabric of your underwear like he was over your pants, groaning into your mouth as his eyes roll at the growing damp spot on the cotton. Teasing himself by pushing beneath the seam to play in the sticky warmth, running through your folds before slipping his middle finger into you. 

His hips buck into yours, his other hand cupping the curve of your skull. Tilting you so he can nip and lap at the salty sheen on your skin from the day, flicking his wrist as his finger works you towards the edge. Enough to drag you close but not see you to the finish line, enough to have you whining the way he wants. 

In that breathy way he’s dreamed about, “fuck Suki. Please.” Better than he’d ever imagined as you fist the fabric of his loose tank top. 

You let your own hand slip between you, rubbing along the length of his cock over his boxer brief before you pull the band down. Thick girth, flushed and leaky, tapping against his skin as Katsuki arranges your bodies. 

Tight grip at the back of your thigh, hiking it over his hip as he coats himself in your slick. Letting the tip catch at your entrance before pushing slowly so he can savor the roll of your eyes as you take each inch until you’re wetting the wiry thatch at the base of his cock. 

Katsuki starts slowly, hand sliding to palm your ass as he sets the pace, pushing you into each thrust. The clap of skin filling the small space with your pretty huffs at each contact. Bakugou brushing his lips along your throat and jawline as he plunged into you, hips jerking out of sync as your cunt clamps around him when he hits the right spot. 

“Katsuki, Katsuki,” whining, head lolling back against the wall, craning to give him more access to your throat. Digging your nails into his shoulder as he sucks a dark mark into the column of your throat and drives continuously into that patch within you that has you seeing stars. Coating his cock in creamy rings when his thumb finds you clit and he coos, “good girl, cream my cock just like you should.” 

And he’s not far behind you, high off of everything you reward him with. Enveloped in your heat and the way your climax milks him too much for him to last much longer. Filling you to the brim with your name on his lips, but his eyes roll when your nails scrape gently at the short hairs of his undercut as he rides out his orgasm. 

Rolling his hips slowly until he comes to a stop all together, pulling his softening cock from you shortly after. Lowering your leg to the floor but sure to let you lean against him, smirking at the slight tremble he can see in your stance. 

But the moment is short lived, the lapse in forced disdain for him over as you forced the feelings of resentment in place of the previous content and connection. Shoving at his chest to gain some distance in the small space as you kick around for your pants. 

His wall goes back up, the one Bakugou swore he wouldn’t let come down ever again before you’d come along. He pulls his own bottoms back up, tucking himself away then fishing out his phone to shine his flashlight to be moderately helpful to you. 

Hardly any at all as he doesn’t move the light around, letting your body cast shadows where you’d need to see. You whip your head at him, bent at the waist and your annoyance mounting when you’re met with him leisurely leaning against the door. 

“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoyin the view.”