#dynaMIGHT

[lily-claw]

Redraw.

[orangeheliophile]

Dating Puerto Rican Bakugou

Contains: Puerto Rican Bakugou x Latina/poc! reader. Bakugou also wears hearing aids in this one. Second!year Katsuki, mentions of after war, Hispanic! Sero mentioned.

●I like to think you both were best friends since you were kids, always sticking together and not just because your mothers were so friends, but because Katsuki had a humongous crush on you and you thought he was the coolest person in the world. Since growing up in Japan, there weren't a lot of people who spoke your language, so another reason you both stayed together.

●His skin would look tanner, maybe have a few beauty marks and more visible scars. Other than that, he's still the same. The same, explosion pomeranian boy with rabies.

●He is a surprisingly great dancer, being an expert in salsa, merengue, bachata, cha-cha, and tango. He's got the hips for it.

●When he grows the courage to ask you out, he would confess to you in Spanish, whispering promises to you that you have his entire heart and soul. (He's secretly a hopeless romantic, but the Hispanic version.) Bro has rizz when he wants it.

●When he asked you out, he said, "Can I be your boyfriend?" Instead of, "Will you be my girlfriend?" Because he only cares about being yours. He belongs to you, and you only. You're not an object, but if you're comfortable, he'll definitely brag to others how you're his.

●His cooking is absolutely divine. If you want something to eat, sit down and look pretty. If he weren't going to be a hero, he would definitely be a chef. He would make you sopita when you're sick, dulce de leche when he wanted you to cuddle him, and he would make all of your favorite foods for you. Just for you, and nobody else.

●He would call you nicknames such as: corazón, amor, bebé, mí cielito, princesa, mamí... and your heart would skip a beat every time. You will definitely return the favor, though, watching his face turn redder than Kirishima's hair.

●He cusses in Spanish a lot, inheriting his mother's anger as well as the attitude. Whenever he watches fútbol, he gets even more passionate about the sport.

●Speaking of his mother, she loves you more than she loves her son. She always demands asks Katsuki to tell you that you're always welcome to visit and that he brings all the snacks she makes for you. She also wants you to marry her son so she doesn't have to deal with his bratty ass. But mainly because you would be her daughter-in-law!

●He always takes you out on dates, sticking your hips together using Sero's duct tape. He's really clingy, always rambling how you're going to get cold, or that you shouldn't be away from him where he can't see you.

●If he doesn't know where you are, he's running around looking for you like a headless chicken. He's secretly a lovesick puppy, constantly craving your attention, and if he doesn't get it, people find it best to back away from him so he doesn't explode.

●He usually hates hearing extras talk. It annoys the hell out of him, making him want to throw out his hearing aids so he can finally get some peace and quiet. You, however, please don't shut up. Your voice is absolutely music to his hears. He loves hearing you ramble about anything. His heart melts at the sight of you mixing up your words while having the happiest smile on your face.

●He knows how to knit and crochet. So whenever it gets cold, he always makes you sweaters, scarves, and blankets to keep you warm. He always makes sure to add things you like, just to make you happy and want to kiss him some more.

●He needs at least five good mornings/good night kisses, six hundred hugs, a ton of cuddles, seven billion 'te amó con todo mí corazóns,' and a bunch of more besitos just to survive and hour. Yes, an hour. Give him what he wants.

●He will never admit it, but he secretly enjoys some telenovelas. His mother always watched them when he was younger, and most of the time, it seemed pretty stupid to him. But he enjoys some of the drama.

●Whenever you want to cuddle and watch a movie, he makes hot chocolate, already having baked cookies as he tucks you into a blanket burrito while sitting you on his lap. He's already kissing your cheek, playing with your hair as you sip on your warm drink and munch on the homemade cookies.

●He wants to take you on vacation to Puerto Rico, show you the streets of San Juan, go hiking with you at El Yunique National forests, and of course introduce you to the rest of his family.

●Of course, he plays the drums, but he likes playing the Spanish guitar as well. He would definitely play romantic songs for you when you're both alone.

●If you have curly hair, oh, he would definitely help you with your routine. He will always search for the best products and be extremely careful not to mess up your curls when he plays with your hair. He loves curly hair. It's so unique and badass in his opinion.

●He's always kind of had a thing for women with dark skin. He finds it pretty when their skin practically glows in the sunlight.

●We all know he gets temper tantrums, but he would act like a whiny/angry toddler when you don't give him affection. And since he cusses a lot and is already dramatic, he would be even more dramatic when he complains in Spanish and acts like he's dying of heartbreak.

●Not only is he an expert at fighting, but he also knows the way of the chancla. The most dangerous weapon of them all. He protects, he attacks, and he most definitely doesn't hold back. Especially when it comes to you, just say the word, and he'll obliterate the person to smithereens.

●Even if he's going to become the future top hero, he knows he would be the perfect malewife. This man can cook, clean, is multi-talented, and would he great with your kids. He would make sure you're always pampered and spoiled with his love.

●He may not seem like it, but he's also a good singer. So if you're in the mood to listen to romantic mushy Spanish songs, he's already swaying your body with his as he sings softly into your ear while dancing in the kitchen with you.

●He definitely has a Puerto Rican banner in his dorm room, right next to an All Might poster and a picture of you. He's not ashamed of his heritage, and he won't ever deny his love for you and admiration for All Might.

●Whenever he's feeling down, he likes to drink Coquito and cuddle you for the rest of the day, watching a romance movie as you play with his hair and give him healing smooches.

●When you both were younger and one of you got a small scratch or bruise, you would definitely do the "sana sana colita de rana" and then kiss the others' boo boos better. Over time, when nobody's watching, you both still do it. It's the best remedy for healing! Besides besitos y abrazitos.

●If you're feeling insecure because your body isn't "stereotypical" to your culture or that you can't speak your language very well, he will do everything in his power to change your mind. He'll scoop you in his arms, sit you on his lap, and do his best to say comforting words to you because his princesa deserves none of this! Eventually, he helps you love yourself more, and step by step, you're both growing closer to one another by how supportive you both are.

●Sero is also Hispanic, being half Mexican made the both of you have someone to talk to. Katsuki and Sero would definitely gossip to each other about the other students. Katsuki's arm would be around your shoulders as the two give judgy looks to people doing stupid things. (You're just doodling on your coloring book while they gossip.)

●Since Mina and Izuku have curly hair, they would absolutely help you whenever you were having trouble with yours. Even if Katsuki threw a temper tantrum every time he didn't get to do it for you. But he will never admit he appreciates them being there for you.

●If you didn't think he was clingy before the war, he's suffocating you even more. Although his right arm is damaged and his heart needs to heal, this boy is constantly stuck to your hip thanks to Sero's duct tape, and you feel the same way, too. You will occasionally give him healing besitos all over his injuries and will reassure him that everything will be okay.

●Just like how you steal his hoodies and shirts, he does the same. Since you like to wear oversized clothes sometimes, he won't hesitate to steal them and wear them proudly. Boasting to others how he's yours.

●You both wear matching layered necklaces resembling each other's quirks. He wears a small explosion charm with another pendant resembling your quirk; yours is the same way.

●Since you're both too young to marry legally, he bought you both promise rings. Having a combination of your quirks engraved on the ring. Don't worry, you both already married when you were five. (He proposed to you with his grandmother's wedding ring. Mama Mitsuki was not happy. But she was happy when she saw you in an adorable frilly dress!)

I wanna write more of these scenarios, but I want to finish a request in my drafts and I've been working on it a lot, and I want it to be good and I want people to like it and, and-😭😔

Anyway, I had fun making this one! :)

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

Stress Relief | Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ship: Katsuki Bakugo x AFAB Reader 💋

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Romance, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: A quick unedited one shot where the reader is stressed and Katsuki decides to help her de-stress :) Nothing complicated here, just sexy vibes.

CW: MDNI!, A18+, kissing, romance, sexual tension, spicy scenes, fingering, lemon, Smut, Dirty Talk, Hurt/Comfort

It’s dark in your dorm when Katsuki Bakugo slips through the unlocked door. You’re starting to fall asleep when you see the door open a crack, the light from the hallway illuminating his pale features with its glow.

You’re exhausted and not in the mood to talk to him, not after the day you had. You glare at him from your bed as he quietly shuts the door behind you.

“Come on, babe. Don’t give me that look.” He groans, padding over to your bed and slipping beneath the covers beside you. “You know that I can’t take it easy on you when we spar. You don’t get special treatment in class just because you’re my girlfriend.”

You turn away from him to face the wall, ignoring him. Not only had Katsuki hit you with an over the top, uncalled for special move in training – it was a move you had never seen before. You had thought the two of you shared absolutely everything. You were almost at the end of your third year at UA, chasing graduation. For the past year and a half, you two had been daydreaming about starting a hero agency together. If Katsuki had hid an insane special move from you only to bring it out in a simple training match…what else was he hiding?

“I know that look.” He says as he wraps his arms around you. He’s so strong and sturdy you can’t help but melt into him. “I didn’t tell you about the move because I wanted it to be a surprise. I thought you would be more excited about it, honestly. Come on, babe. Don’t be mad.”

You sigh, your whole body sore from where he walloped you with his overenthusiastic explosion earlier that day. Finally, you acknowledge him. “I’ve showed you all of my special moves – even the secret ones. And yet…you kept this insane move a secret even from me. Sometimes I don’t think you trust me.”

He’s quiet for a moment, rolling your words around in his mind. When he does speak, there’s a tinge of hurt in his voice. A vulnerability that only a few people will ever hear form Katsuki Bakugo. “Babe…I didn’t realize I was keeping it a secret. I was really excited to show you. I don’t want you to feel like I don’t trust you. You’re the only person who knows absolutely all of me. You gotta believe that.” He squeezes his arms lightly around you, reinforcing the words.

You huff with frustration. “Yeah, I know, okay? I’m just really achy and pissed off that you decided to debut some flashy move while fighting me. Why couldn’t you unleash it on Kaminari or Kirishima?”

He buries his face in the back of your neck. “I was tryin’ to impress ya, is all.”

“I’d be a lot more impressed if you didn’t blast the hell out of me during a training exercise.” You try to scoot away from him and end up stretching out your muscles at an odd angle. You cry out softly at the pain.

“Did I hurt ya that bad?” He says, concern lacing his words. “You’re made of such tough stuff…but maybe I took things a little too far in the ring.” His hands run across your body soothingly, trying to rub out any aches and pains that he may have caused during your sparring.

“It’s fine. Honestly, it was a really stressful day and your new ‘special move’ was just the icing on top of the cake. I just need it to be the weekend already.” You sigh out. The past few weeks have been so stressful at school and at your work study. You’re tired and overworked, and you could really just use a break. Katsuki unleashing the full force of his explosion hell on you in class was definitely not something you were mentally or physically prepared for – all you want to do now is rest.

“I know you’ve been real stressed lately. Sorry if I added to it.” He mumbles into your shoulder, leaving light kisses along your skin. You shiver when you feel the tip of his tongue dart out to trace a shape on the sensitive skin of your clavicle.

“Hey…you know what we haven’t done in a while?” His voice suddenly brightens and his hand snakes down to grip your stomach lightly over your shirt. “I can think of a great way to give you a good dose of stress relief.” He smooths his hand down the plane of your stomach and finds the hem of your shirt, dipping underneath the thin fabric so that he can fan out his fingers across your delicate skin. “Let me take your stress away with my fingertips, sweetheart.” He begins to run his fingers back and forth under the waistband of your sweatpants. The sensual touch causes a sparking sensation to gather down in your core. Everywhere he touches, goose bumps pop up on your skin.

“…Kats.” You say, warningly. The walls of the dorm are notoriously thin, and you don’t want to be on the receiving end of one of Mr. Aizawa’s lectures about safe sex, creating a culture of respect, the dorm rules, etc.

“Just keep quiet. I’ll make it quick as I can. No one ever has to know.” He leans in and starts to plant slow, open mouthed kisses along your neck, his fingers dipping lower and into dangerous territory. He brings the palm of his hand to rest right above your panties and slowly starts to circle your clit from over the delicate cotton fabric.

“Oh.” You breathe out, your body coming back to life as Katsuki touches you. He’s always so direct, so sure of himself. His approach to sex is reflective of that – don’t beat around the bush, just get to the heart of the pleasure.

“Yeah?” He whispers wetly before nipping at your earlobe. “You like when I touch you here?”

“Duh.” You hiss through your teeth. Katsuki pulls his hand away from your pussy and you almost cry out at the loss of contact. He brings his ring and middle fingers to his mouth and sucks, coating them in a thick sheen of saliva. He then moves to touch you again, this time sliding his hand beneath your panties for better access. When his warm, wet fingers hit your clit – your body absolutely lights up. All aches and pains are gone – its just you, Katsuki, and his magical fingers.

He starts out slow, circling around your clit until your grinding your butt back into him. He loves this – spooning you while he gets you off. He loves a good power dynamic, and this is no exception. In this position, Katsuki has most of the control. He likes that you know it, too.

He circles your clit lazily for a while, letting you get a feel for it. As you start to buck into him, he decides to speed things up, dipping his fingers low so he can gather some slick from your entrance before sliding them back up to work more on your clit. Within seconds you’re begging for him to get inside you, and he obliges – slipping a single digit into you slowly while giving your clit the attention it deserves with his thumb. He lets you hump his hand, finding the angles that work best with your body and causing you to see stars.

It’s when he slips a second finger into you that you start to get close. You feel his cock harden against the curve of your ass, eager to please. He starts leaving a trail of hot hickies along your shoulder – sucking in your sensitive skin between his sharp teeth and then kissing over marks he leaves behind. The combination of sensations is far too much, and you feel yourself get closer and closer to falling off the edge. The way Katsuki's fingers are slipping, sliding, stretching...it's far too much. You want to groan in pleasure, but you keep your mouth shut as best you can.

His fingers pump in and out of you with practiced skill, and you clap a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from moaning out his name for all of the dorm to hear.

“Kats!” You say in a muffled voice from behind your hand. “Kats, I’m close.”

That’s all he needs to hear. He brings his fingers out of you to focus on your clit for a bit, drawing circles and triangles and figure eights and whatever other fuckin’ shapes he knows how to make around your sensitive bundle of nerves until your legs are shaking. Then, when he feels he’s gotten you hot and bothered enough, he slides two fingers deep into your cunt, flicking them in an attempt to hit your G spot.

And holy shit he does.

Katsuki hits that delicious spongy spot deep inside you and your body jerks with pleasure. He smirks at the reaction, proud of himself for figuring you out so quickly. He hits the spot again and again and again until your pussy tenses up and falls into one of the finest orgasms you’ve had in your life. You cum so easily, your whole body shaking as he takes you apart with nothing but his fingertips. The waves of the orgasm hit you full force, your body tingling and jerking in time with his targeted movements. He lets you ride out your orgasm, mumbling quiet praise into your ear as you grind through your high.

“That’s my good girl, so perfect for me. Cumming on my fingertips so nicely. Fuck babe. Fuck you’re gorgeous. Keep cumming for me please.”

His words are just as sexy as his hand down your pants, and you can’t believe how lucky you are to have landed someone as hot as Katsuki.

When you finally finish, he slides his hand out of your panties and pulls you close. He plants a hundred kisses across your neck and shoulder, happy to have been of service. You lay in silence for a moment – you catching your breath, him glowing with pride at a job well done.

“Did I manage to take away some of your stress?” He whispers cheekily. The damn idiot is so proud of himself, as always.

“S-sure.” You try to sound calm, cool and collected but the break in your voice is enough. Katsuki knows that he achieved exactly what he set out to do. You melt back into his chest and start to doze. What a day it's been! You're too tired to speak anymore, but you manage to squeak out: “Thanks babe. Love you.”

“Love ya, too.” He says, settling in under the covers and planting a last kiss on your back. “But I’m still not taking it easy on ya during training.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Is the last thing you say before drifting off into a sound sleep.

[maibakugo]

could you please do a short scenario with almost a soft-ish dom Bakugo babying and embarrassing a shy, needy reader? some foreplay would also be very nice. would love to see any add ons of anything you’re interested in as well. (:

sure!!!! i actually love this request because this is the first mha one!!

A HEART THAT SOFTENS ONLY FOR YOU

You gasped as Katsuki's hands were just above your heart, what was he going to do?

He let out a slight snicker as he watched your reaction. His aggressive demeanor going away.

Were you really tense from all this?

His sweet, poor baby. He had to make you relax.

He held you close, and cooed as he caressed the back of your head with his larger hand.

He set you on his lap just like a baby, and slid his hand down your head to your shoulder as you closed your eyes.

You could feel his hot breath on your neck as he left a trail of kisses down your neck as your face went so red that it would put Kirishima's hair to shame.

“My sweet little angel...don't be so shy. You know you want this as much as I do..”

He said, as you felt his smirk on the lower part of neck near your collar bone.

You squirmed against his touch as he bit down on your neck, leaving a slightly red mark in the outline of his sharp teeth.

He brought his left hand over your waist and just kept it there.

You had the urge to say please, go on and don't stop there but you could never say that.

How could you even say anything with air this tense?

Katsuki finally had enough of his teasing and and moved the hand on your waist lower and lower until...yeah.

You gasped and tried to get off, but he hold you even closer.

Coddling you like a very fragile doll.

Because you are one, in his eyes.

“Oh..just relax for me, and i promise you i'll give a treat for my little doll..”

That stopped you from moving and squirming everywhere.

He knew you wanted this, and you did too.

He turned you around so he could finally see you face to face

The two of you were in for a long night...

sorry if this wasn't up to your expectations😭😭 first time writing things like this, i wasn't going to do full smut because I felt embarrassed while doing that

[uukoiya]

𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗹 - 𝗯𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼 𝗸𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶

Kats slammed the door to his dorm room behind him, feeling confident and dominant from his victory over Izuku Midoriya. Suddenly, he was confronted by Y/N wearing a tight, low-cut dress. "Hey there, Kats," she purred, running a finger down his chest. "You were pretty impressive out there today. I bet you're even more impressive in other areas…"

Kats grinned confidently, his eyes roaming her body. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just here to train and fight." But his eyes gave him away. He was clearly intrigued.

Y/N stepped in close, pressing her body against him. "Oh come on, you know you want to. I'll make it worth your while." She leaned in and kissed him passionately, running her hands over his muscular frame.

Kats initially resisted, but Y/N's persistence and sensuality wore him down. He gave in and returned the passionate kiss, one hand grabbing her hair as the other slipped up her skirt. She gasped into his mouth.

He lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried her to the bed. Y/N helped him strip off her dress, revealing her naked body. Kats took a moment to appreciate the view, his cock growing hard.

Then he laid her back on the bed, climbing on top. He started kissing and caressing her breasts as she gasped and writhed beneath him. "Yes, yes, just like that…" she moaned.

Kats lowered himself down, kissing and licking his way down her stomach to her center. Y/N spread her legs, eager for his mouth. He swirled his tongue over her sensitive nub, making her moan and squirm.

Then he took her into his mouth, licking and sucking her clit. Y/N cried out in ecstasy, fingers tangled in his hair. Kats worked her over until she was panting and trembling, on the brink of orgasm.

He then rose up, positioning himself between her legs. Y/N reached down, guiding his rock-hard shaft to her entrance. He sheathed himself deep inside her dripping heat, both moaning at the incredible sensation.

Kats began thrusting hard and fast, the bed frame banging against the wall. Y/N met him stroke for stroke, nails raking down his back. "Fuck yes, don't stop!" she panted.

He pounded into her for several minutes before reaching between her legs. She was so close, trembling on the edge. He rubbed her sensitive bud in firm circles until she cried out in ecstasy, her inner walls clamping down on his cock as she came hard.

Seeing her climaxing spurred Kats over the edge. He drove in deep one last time, holding himself still as his own pleasure overtook him. He roared her name as he came, filling her with his hot seed.

Afterwards, they laid there panting, tangled together. Y/N nuzzled his chest. "That was amazing, Kats. You're even better than I imagined. Want to do it again?"

Kats grinned, still half-hard. "You bet I do. But first, maybe we should take a shower to clean up…" His hands roamed her body as he leaned down to kiss her again. Y/N giggled into his mouth, already looking forward to round two.

[dokidokidraft]

“Oh so you kin bakugo bc you have a short temper?”

no mf I was told I could do anything at the age of 5 and that lead to pure pressure and eventually I just burnt out and now everyone hates me. Anger issues are only a minor part of that.

I need to be loud to get attention, literally any spark of attention and I’m clingiest bitch around but once I get too much attention it becomes uncomfortable and I need to push everyone away.

Being mean to people because they get too close. What if they leave? What if they hate me? It’s better this way than having THEM push ME away

My parents fight all the time, and truth be told that’s made me inclined to fight people too. It’s a cycle. I know these are bad habits but it’s just hard. On the other side of that I am also deeply in love with izuku to no end. He’s the loml the feelings are real

katsuki is just like that sometimes ig

[babygirlizu]

forehead katsuki 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

Bonus: Catsuki

[miss-jaye]

katsuki's parents are fashion designers, so of course, you'd ask him for his opinion on the perfect outfit for lunch with them.

you've been in the bedroom for 10 minutes. katsuki’s been in the kitchen just as long, already dressed, waiting for you. he sighed, patience wearing thin. "you having trouble in there, doll?" he called out, his voice carrying through the house.

"nope! i'm done actually, coming down!" you replied, the sound of your heels clicking on the floorboards following soon after.

your fiance glanced at the staircase and… wow.

for a moment, it was like the world faded away.

all he could see was you.

you, in that beautiful dress.

a white dress with a delicate rose pattern, paired with red heels. your hair was down, loosely curled, with a white cardigan draped over your arm.

katsuki couldn’t tear his eyes away. you looked effortlessly stunning, and it hit him all at once—how lucky he was.

"so, what do you think?" your voice brought him back to the present. you were closer now, smiling up at him, that irresistible smile that always made his heart do somersaults. "the best part of this dress? it has pockets!" you added, grinning.

he blinked, trying to shake off the daze. "what's with you women and pockets in dresses?" he muttered, though there was no bite in his tone.

you pouted, and katsuki barely resisted the urge to reach out and pinch your cheeks, frustrated by just how cute you were. "pockets in dresses are rare, y'know? and it’s a hassle to carry a bag if you’re just bringing a few things."

"then why the fuck don't you just wear pants?"

"they're uncomfortable."

the blond sighed, shaking his head. "whatever."

you rolled your eyes, not letting him off the hook. "you didn’t answer my question."

he raised an eyebrow, "hah?"

"what do you think of the dress?" you tilted your head, waiting.

he hummed, his gaze sweeping over you from head to toe, admiring every detail. instead of answering, he tilted your chin up and pressed a slow, sweet kiss to your lips, pouring all his thoughts and feelings into that one gesture.

you melted into him, resting your hands gently on his chest. katsuki pulled away just enough to grab your hand. "let’s go."

you smiled softly behind him. "okay."

you didn’t need words to know how katsuki felt about the dress—or about you. his actions said it all.

[kimbapkimbapp]

Katsuki is the definition of getting prettier on the inside makes you prettier on the outside

Like look at him now

[pretty-sparkle-bomb]

imagine bakugo dating you. youre his first girlfriend and he just...doesn't know how to act😭🥺

Sighs, I have brain rot now😫😫😫

As you both walked down the street, you could feel Katsuki's hand seeking yours, his fingers brushing against your palm. You glanced up at him, noticing the slight pink tint on his cheeks. He was trying so hard to act normal, but the possessive grip on your hand said otherwise.

"Hey, you okay?" you asked, a teasing smile on your lips.

"Yeah, just... don't let go," he mumbled, looking away, clearly embarrassed.

A group of guys walked by, you remember them from school. One of them gave you a friendly smile and a nod to which you responded with a smile. You weren't going to be rude!

Katsuki's grip tightened, his eyes narrowing as he pulled you closer. "What's his problem?" he grumbled under his breath.

"Relax, Kats," you whispered, trying not to laugh. "You know Kaminari, he's just being nice."

"Fuckin' dunceface... can be nice somewhere else," he muttered, fingers growing hot as you realised that he was going to release explosions any moment now.

You placed a small kiss on his cheek and that seemed to do the trick because he looked at you and grinned, almost cockily.

Later, when you tried to pull away to grab something from your bag, Katsuki shot you a look. "What're ya doing?" His voice came out as a soft whisper.

"I need to get my phone," you explained, still struggling.

"You can do that with one hand," he insisted, not letting go of your other hand. "Just... don't let go, kay?"

You couldn't help but smile at his protective nature. "I won't Kats," you said, squeezing his hand gently. "I won't let go."

[toji-sweetheart]

"Dynamight!"

It was another microphone thrust in his face just in time for Katsuki to walk outside of his agency to see a hoard of reporters waiting for him to annoy the piss out of the hero who was getting off work.

His face contorted with a rage he hadn't felt in a while because he knew the question they were going to ask if your pregnancy was a rumor or if it was the truth but he wasn't going to clue them in on shit.

Flashes of the multiple cameras made his eyes burn as he tried to blink away the array of colors. Katsuki pushed the microphone away with a snarl. "We just want to know, is your wife pregnant?" It was a question that rubbed him the wrong way because you were thrown in the middle and more times than not had to read his fangirls letters.

A few times he'd come home and see you curled up on the couch reading the smear campaign against that was created by the hateful women all because of jealousy over you marrying Katsuki but you'd just laugh it off even though sometimes it did get under your skin.

Knowing the backlash he would receive he grabbed the microphone from the reporter's hand and turned to look dead at the camera. "No, she's not but I plan on knocking her up tonight." He grinned.

feedback such as comments and reblogs are highly appreciated, those kind words mean a lot and encourage me to do more writing ♡

[lily-claw]

I wanted to share this fanart that I made but I wanted to wait until fanart contest results come.

It was fun to draw it🤧

[clawz-loopz]

as he should.

[saintmichale]

Something’s wrong with them

[motherrpearl]

can't keep the hoes off me!

summary: katsuki's girlfriend can't keep the guys off her, makes me wonder what he's like when he's jealous

“c'mon [___]! you said later 10 minutes ago!” the whiney boy pouted at you.

“issei. when a woman says later. she really means, not ever. now fuck off. i said i have a boyfriend.” you repeat for the millionth time.

issei didn't really listen to your excuses. ‘i have a boyfriend’ ‘my phone's about to die’ ‘i don't wanna be out that late’. he was such a red flag.

you'd complain to your boyfriend about it all.

- katsuki is such a jealous man - someone is flirting with someone he made sure everyone knew was his. - of course, when you started complaining about issei following you around and trying to flirt — he shook it off. - ‘it'll pass the moment he finds another girl’ is what he told himself - but issei continued his annoying ways

“she said fuck off.” katsuki's voice interrupted issei's whines, shooting a glare at the mediocre looking man.

issei turned to face katsuki, a annoyed face now etched on his features. he would've loved to snap a nasty insult at the 1-A boy. but he knew it'd only end up with him in the infirmary.

putting his hands up in a surrender, he shrugged nonchalantly. issei let a small ‘pfft’, as if he didn't care. “whatever, you could find a girl like her on the street for free.”

“yet you still followed her.” katsuki bit back, the jealousy evident in his glaring eyes. even if his netural face was a rbf, he still looked intimadating when he glared properly.

- katsuki would show his jealousy through his hands. grabbing at you, your shoulder, your arm, your hip. anywhere he can hold and show off that you're his. - also becomes extra clingy behind closed doors, with a scowl on his face obviously. this is Katsuki Bakugo, what'd you expect? - like son, like mother. - mitsuki was also a clingy and jealousy lover to his father, masaru. showing her affection in a similar way. - you and masaru often point this out to each other when you stay at their place for an evening.

“lil fucker.” katsuki cursed under his breath, his hand gripping onto your smaller hand like you'd disintegrate when he'd let go.

“stop bitching, he's gone and i'm 99.9% he's not coming back.” you rolled your eyes.

“still.” katsuki copied your eyeroll. as if the roll of eyes were a second language of annoyance between you two.

“i love you, ‘suki.”

“fuck off.”

“hey!” a harmless slap was sent to his bicep.

[azlumire]

"you want some swedish fish?" you ask, curiously glancing over at katsuki bakugou who was currently reading though a book.

He glanced at you, his eyes briefly softening as he met your gaze. Then he snorted and shifted where he was sitting on your bed, contempt entering his voice. "the fuck is a swedish fish?"

you glance at him, then glance at the bag in your hand.

"this is a swedish fis-"

"no."

bakugou turned back to his book while you gaped at him. "but you didn't even try i-"

he shook his head, firmly stating a simple, "no" before glancing over at your slightly crestfallen face.

'..that fuckin' face.' he thought, grumbling as he reached over to snatch one of the red fish candies from out of the bag, staring at it with disdain. you smile at him, pulling a handful of the candies out of the bag and putting it in your mouth all at once.

he loves you, but that was horrifying. he sighed and ate the candy, his nose scrunching up with disgust.

"tastes like dust." he mumbled, his lips curling into a grimace.

he took another candy and ate it, much to your surprise. you raise a singular eyebrow, watching as the grimace faded away. "I thought you said it tasted like dust."

he rolled his eyes, flipping to the next page of his book. "it does."

"so then why are you still eating more?" you ask, watching him shrug, his face wearing a nonchalant expression as he responds.

"....because it tastes sweeter with you around."