#just that kiri was angry bakugo fucked off

[rebee-sweetie]

*Slight smut and some fluff*

Bakugo can be such an ass. During the times he does his patrols and hero work he is honest to God, a jackass. Constantly yelling at pedestrians and his friends working along side him. His pride becoming of him. Even though he’s aged and matured in his adult years, not much changed in his mannerisms. Bakugo’s a top Pro Hero but still doesn’t realize kindness isn’t a weakness. But when you are doing hero work with him or doing a patrol he is so much worse. The yelling and degrading is constant. Even though the public knows you’re both in a relationship, it sure as hell doesn’t look like it. In the public eye he’s constantly telling you to,

“Keep up!”

“Ur’ such an damn idiot!”

“Fuck you!”

“DIE!”

The list could continue on. But today you had stepped a little too close to Katsuki and it just set him off. It was like you could see a nuclear bomb go off in this man’s eyes. A large, gloved hand palmed your face and pushed you away. His face seething and eyes burning a dark crimson. Bakugo’s eyebrows were knitted together and his glare was sharp as daggers. You felt like you could choke on the tension in the air as people around you watched the sight unfold. His thick fingers gripped at your rosy cheeks as he chewed your ear off about not paying attention to where you were walking. The chewing became a lecture on how letting your focus wander is an opportunity for a villain to take advantage. That was until Kiri stepped in and scolded him on talking that way to his significant other. But all you could do was smile. Because you knew something everyone else didn’t.

Your Suki was rough and angry on the outside, but he had a huge soft spot for you. When it was just the two of you, he was incredibly sweet and gentle. A side no one but you were allowed to. There were constantly flowers in your apartment sent from Bakugo. He always knew when they were starting to wilt because a new bouquet of flowers would be at your doorstep. The card would always read:

“Only the finest for my prettiest and only sweetheart.”

He knew your favorite flowers, foods, colors, and even childhood memories. When he first laid eyes on you, he knew he wanted you, your body, everything. He was going to have you. He was going to make you his and his alone. He made it his mission to know everything about you. He constantly spoiled you and when you’d casually mention something was cute or nice, you’d see it appear in your apartment quickly after. He loved cuddling you every chance he got, pulling you on top of his chest when laying on his couch. Overtime, he would slowly move you into his home, too prideful to come out and ask you to move in.

So even though you got the same treatment as everyone else in public, you were being treated like a Princess in private. You loved it, and even though he was rough with you when others were watching, there was never a bruise or scratch on you contrary to what some of the media might say. He was an asshole but he wasn’t abusive.

The cuddles were sweet but the kisses from him were even sweeter. His lips and skin like honey to you. He worshiped your body away from the prying eyes of the public. He knew each and every curve like the back of his hand. Sex with Katsuki wasn’t just hot but out of this world. He wasn’t lying about being naturally gifted at everything. His body always seemed to move so perfectly in line with yours and he knew your body in ways even you didn’t. When he was finished with you, you’d see stars. Sometimes he’d get you so good you’d wonder if you had seen God. You became a drug to him that he simply couldn’t get enough of. But in public, he didn’t know what to do with himself. He would rather die than show the world he could be soft. His whole personality was jagged like the callouses and scars that littered his body. You thought that maybe the reason he acted this way is because he was terrified of the idea of having vulnerabilities to the creatures that lured in the dark, waiting, praying for his downfall.

All you knew is that you loved the way he was, and you wanted nothing to change. You were extremely content being loved so passionately in the darkness. Because at the end of the day, that was your man and you were his woman. You even had the markings on your body to prove it.

[explosionkatsu]

"Age doesn't matter" 12

Dad!Bakugo x F!Babysitter!Teacher!Reader

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But before Katsuki could close the gap,

“I’m here! With the gang- “

Katsuki immediately pulled away causing him to slip and fall flat on the floor while Y/n, who just quickly turned around and acted as if nothing happened, completely ignoring Katsuki.

Y/n knew how precious Katsuki took care of his image especially in front of his friends, so she threw a wet rag on the floor beside him making it look like as if he’s wiping the floor.

“Heyaa kiddooo!” Denki beamed almost jumping at Kazui.

Eijiro who was smiling while looking around followed by Sero and Mina.

“Hey kid, where’s your dad?” Eijiro said as he ruffles Kazui’s head who smiled up at him while Sero shut the door behind.

“Papa is with Ms. Y/n in the kitchen.” Kazui giggled as Denki picked him up.

“Oho, a woman.” Mina playfully said nudging Sero who grinned.

“I think I heard her name before.” Denki grinned carrying Kazui in his arms.

“How have you been, Zuiiii.” Mina grinned as she squishes Kazui’s cheeks.

“Haha alright, enough of that.” Eijiro shakes his head as he makes his way to the kitchen where he found Katsuki seemingly wiping the floor while you are washing the dishes. Both red?

“Heya guys?” Eijiro said confusedly as he approaches them.

“Who fucking said you could just barge in, hah!” Katsuki stood up, being careful not to slide again as he held the wet rag.

“Hahaha whoah, calm down.” Eijiro chuckled. “Hey there Y/n!” He waved.

Y/n only nods at him, face still red as Eijiro watches her.

Suspicious.

“Oi don’t ignore me! Pikachu! Put Kazui down!”

..

“So, you’re the teacher Eijiro has been talking about.” Mina giggled beside you while she held both your hands.

She’s interesting, you thought.

“You’re cute.” Denki winked as he was about to pick another french fries from the bowl on the coffee table. “You single?” HE asked before popping the fries in his mouth.

“Oi.” Katsuki growled, “Back the fuck off.”

“Calm down man, you don’t have to be so possessive” Eijiro put a hand in front of Katsuki who was about to beat the shit out of Denki.

“Maybe they’re dating.” Sero snickered and took a gulp of his drink. “Let her another though.” Sero smirked.

“Guys stop it hahaha.” Eijiro laughed still holding the angry Katsuki.

Y/n just sweat dropped. So, these are his friends. His trusted one.

“Ms. Y/n, I want juice.”

Y/n was brought out from her thought when she felt Kazui tug her shirt. “Of course, sweetie.”

What Y/n didn’t know was this action was being watched.

She excused herself from the group and guided Kazui way to the kitchen where let him open the fridge where his juices were. “Here!” Kazui jumped happily.

“Mhm, I wonder.” Y/n faked thinking making Kazui look at her. “Did anyone forget to offer his juice? I remember teaching about sharing.” Y/n’s lips turned into a small smirk as she watched Kazui look down on his juice. Unexpectedly, Kazui ran from the kitchen to where his uncles and aunt were. He stood by Eijiro’s seat first before tugging his shirt, trying to get his attention.

“Unlce Kiri. Do you want some orange juice?” Kazui asked while holding the juice in his hand.

Eijiro smiled at this. “Sure buddy!”

Kazui took Eijiro’s hand and placed the cold juice box on it before running back to the kitchen leaving the chuckling Eijiro.

When Kazui came back, he was holding two juice boxes with both his hands and this time, asked Mina and Sero. Both adults giggled about how adorable Kazui was. After placing the juice boxes in their hands, Kazui then again ran to the kitchen and offered Denki who hugged him and accepted the beverage. This went unnoticed by Katsuki who was sitting confusedly whilst keeping an eye on his kid who’s sharing his drink.

“Oi.” Katsuki called out.

“Papa, do you want one?” Kazui was fumbling his fingers as he asked his father. When he heard him say sure, Kazui went to the kitchen where Y/n was just waiting for him all the time. Before he could open the fridge, he was stopped by Y/n.

“Kazui-chan. You’re all out of juices.” Y/n said sadly as she kneels to Kazui’s height holding his juice.

“B-but. P-papa..” Kazui’s lips started quivering. He wanted to share with his father as well but now it seems impossible. “I-I can give him mine.”

Y/n smiled at this. “Are you sure?” She asked.

Kazui nodded enthusiastically as we wiped his tears away. He asked Y/n for his juice, who gave it to him and watched Kazui run to the living room again.

“Papa..” Kazui called out, catching Katsuki’s attention.

“What is it?” Katsuki picked Kazui up and sat him on his lap.

“This is my juice.” Kazui pouted “I’m giving you mine because I wanted to share.” Kazui looked at his father as he held out his hands holding the juice box.

Katsuki’s heart melted at this. Of course, he won’t show it. “You can have it.” Katsuki said ruffling Kazui’s hair.

“But what about you?” Kazui asked looking up at his father.

“I’ll buy my own.” Katsuki said.

Kazui poked his juice box with the straw and offered it to Katsuki who blinked at it. Shaking his head, he took a few sips. “There, better?” He asked Kazui who responded nodding his head.

Y/n emerges from the kitchen right on time to witness the father and son interaction. She smiled at this.

Kazui wriggled out from his father’s grasp and made his way to Y/n.

The group was now watching him. “Ms. Y/n, you too!” Kazui said holding his juice upward, trying to reach Y/n’s height.

Denki and Mina almost spilled their juices, Eijiro covered his mouth and Sero was hiding his laughter.

Katsuki was red though as he kept his eyes on them.

“A-ah. N-no. I’m fine.” Y/n tried refusing Kazui.

“Please!!” Kazui insisted.

Y/n only sighed. With a shaking hand, she tucked her hair to her ear as she leaned down and placed the straw in her lips, and took a small sip before straightening up, smiling at Kazui as she tried to hide her red face. “There!”

An indirect kiss.

Is what Katsuki thought as he looked away, trying to hide his now reddening face.

..

“Don’t fucking barged in next time!” Katsuki slammed the door shut.

Mina, Denki and Sero left since they all still have hero duties tomorrow. Eijiro decided to stay behind though.

“The fuck you want now.” Katsuki said as he sat on the sofa in front of Eijiro who was playing with Kazui.

“Language bro.” Ejiro frowned but smiled anyway. “Kazui, can go with Ms. Y/n for now? Your dad and I need to talk about something. We’ll play later, okay?”

Kazui nodded and sat beside Y/n who was preparing everyone a snack at the dining table.

“I just wanted to apologize in person, because. Ya know.” Eijiro scratched the back of his head.

Katsuki wasn’t even looking at Eijiro as he spoke.

“It’s not my problem. Not a matter I should be concerned about but I-“

“You’re a good friend. Eijiro.” Katsuki looked at Eijiro who was stunned by his tone of voice.

“W-what?”

“I have to admit.” Katsuki started looking away. “I would keep running away from this problem. I couldn’t handle it.” Katsuki then turns his gaze to Kazui. He was laughing because of something you said. “I couldn’t let Kazui know even though I know he deserves to know this.” He scowled. “He doesn’t deserve to know what kind of a mother he has.”

“But he still needs to know. After all-“

“I know, I know. You don’t have to tell me.” Katsuki tsked.

“What would you do now, then?” Eijiro said sitting down as he looked at Kazui. “Now that you’re officially a single dad.”

Once he heard this Katsuki looked at you.

He knows what to do but doesn’t know where to begin. He needs to be certain of it first.

..

I'll try updating as soon as I can! For now, part 12 is here! Enjoooy!

[bakubunny]

I’ve been binge reading all your works. I love them 💕

I also wanted to make a request: head cannons or a small little Drabble it can be SFW or NSFW which ever you prefer for:

Bakugo and a shy super polite partner.

Of course only if you feel up to it. If not that is perfectly fine. THANK YOU.

thank you so much! 🥺 i appreciate you.

i have a feeling you might like this oneshot once it’s finished.

i love the idea of katsuki x shy polite partner so here we gooo. i kinda went a little hard on this one 😅 hope you don’t mind that it’s longer. 💜 bunny

this idea says “katsuki meets eijirou’s soft spoken office assistant” to me so i’m running with it.

say he meets you at whatever agency eijirou works for because he’s stopping by to grab lunch with a friend. by the next week, he’s making all kinds of excuses to stop by and interact with you because you’re at the front desk every day. but it’s never more than a polite hello/goodbye, asking for eijirou, etc.

eijirou picks up on it faster than katsuki can register his feelings aside from, “yes, i think she’s pretty. now fuckin’ can it, kiri.”

eijirou does not, in fact, ‘can it,’ as he asks because katsuki rarely takes a romantic interest in anyone. it comes out over a week later that katsuki doesn’t even ask you about your day because he’s convinced he’ll scare you off with his abrasive personality.

eijirou with the help of mina has been putting out feelers to get to know you. katsuki comes up in conversation; you turn a little pink and mention that he seems polite, but he’s sure around often.

one thing leads to another, mina invites you out for drinks and he’s there.

you’re suddenly stranded at the bar with this pretty blonde who’s hardly spoken all night with the biggest rbf you’ve ever seen while his friends get wrapped up in something nearby.

you catch his scent as he tosses back the rest of his drink before ordering another (because he’s nervous as hell and pissed at his friends); he smells like fire and smoke and cinnamon and wow, just looking at him makes you feel a little too warm.

the conversation starts out painfully awkward. you’re trying to remain polite and katsuki’s trying to not make an ass of himself. eventually he makes an angry, snarky comment that gets you to laugh quietly.

maybe it’s the liquor or the fact that you look so pretty when you’re blushing and your laugh sounds so sweet, but he finally breaks just slightly with a bit of a grin. thankfully (for everyone’s sake), that’s the little boost of confidence he needs and the night goes well.

you being the ever polite and shy person you are, are just as bad as he is at this whole “dating” thing. yes, you’re absolutely smitten with this guy, but you convince yourself he’s “just being polite” when he gives you his number and walks you home… when he makes more of an effort to talk to you… asks you how you like your coffee… when he drops something off for you the next day…. and when he invites you out to lunch, you assumed he meant with eijirou… y’know, to be polite instead of leaving you to eat alone.

you almost reach the cafe entrance before saying, “i know kirishima is on patrol today. will he be meeting us here?”

katsuki stops and grabs by the wrist. he’s far too close for comfort when you turn to face him. he’s trying so hard to keep calm despite his frustration, wondering if he’d misconstrued the last few weeks.

“hang on. what do ya think we’re doin’ here? no, he’s not. ‘s kinda the point,” he spits out.

“i-i’m sorry, i thought you asked me out to lunch to be nice or something,” you reply with a nervous smile.

he gives you an incredulous look and his brows furrow. “no, i’m not-… fuck it.” katsuki takes you by the face and kisses you. “how’s that for bein’ nice? d’ya get what i’m tryin’ to do now?”

some less sfw hcs because i want to

katsuki tries to temper himself around you in general, but especially in bed because he’s not exactly gentle the majority of the time.

he thinks it’s cute that you get shy and flustered so much, but gets impatient at times and takes initiative when he can tell you’re being hesitant.

eventually he learns to appreciate and even crave nights with you that are soft and loving or slow and lazy. and you eventually buck up the courage more than once to remind him that you like his personality… including how rough he can get.

katsuki learns pretty quickly how difficult it can be for you to just tell him what you want, especially if it’s something new. he forces himself to show patience and doesn’t tease you about it… most of the time.

[sorrowfulrosebud]

I LOVE WEREWOLF BAKUGO SO MUCH T-T Could I get more headcanons with him and the family? I trust your heart-warming ideas for the plot, anything you'd do would be suuuper cute :) <3

FOAMING. AT. THE. MOTHERFUCKING. MOUTH. Pls I’m dying, papa and pups 😭

Content: Wolf Bakugou and his pack

Genre: fluffy fluffy fluff

Katsuki is absolutely fucking whipped for each of his little pups and would kill a dragon for them if they asked him to. No questions asked, straight up growling if he can even smell salt from the tears of one of his pups

After he was abandoned from his pack, he genuinely thought he was gonna have to go through life alone, with no pups to take care of and no mate to cuddle with :((((

That is until you rescued him and now he’s the happiest wolf in the world <3333

He teaches his babies to do everything wolf-like, such as hunting small rabbits, how to howl properly, how to scratch that nasty itching spot…

He does not stop calling them his pups, even if they were to bring back their own mate and pups when they’re older.

Katsuki loves lazy winter days in the cabin where he can hear the pitter patter of small feet from outside of your bedroom, alongside some small giggles and shushing. He pretends to be asleep when each small puppy pounces on the both of you, pulling you out of your sleep as Katsuki cackles at your disturbed face.

He grabs each of your puppies and rearranges them so they can fit in your massive plush bed and soon enough the room is filled again with small snores, cold feet and croons from the both of you.

My poor guy is so touch starved, so pack cuddles are a must. Just picks up you and the pups, carries you over his shoulder, the back of two of your babies shirts in his teeth and the other two in his arms. This illicits giggles from everyone, even you as you’re all plonked on the bed.

KATSUKI CARRYING THE PUPS IN HIS TEETH. BIG BEEFY MAN, SMALL TEENY BABIES IM GONNA DIEEEE

Even though it’s against the pack’s rules, Kirishima brings his mate Mina to see the puppies and OMFG they’re in love 😭

They bring their puppies around (all 10 of them. Don’t look at me, Kiri just loves his mate) so both pairs of mates can sit and talk whilst your children play with each other 😖😖💞😤

When each small pup runs themselves ragged and they fall asleep one by one, you can normally find them slotted against and on top of one another, legs kicking and growling whilst they dream in unison

He gets so sad when the floppy ears of his babies finally stand up bc that means that they’re growing up and they’re gonna leave him and he’s gonna have no more babies at home and, and-

You normally have to kiss him and play with his ears when he gets like this bc then he’s just gonna be in a sulky mood :((

It’s so funny when they all fall asleep in a big pile bc when they’re dreaming (like how dogs do), Katsuki’s face contorts into a hunting face and lets out little snarls and sometimes even kicks his legs, but then you look at your pups and they’re doing the same as their daddy 😭😭💞💞

The youngest puppy was nearly a stillborn due to a medical breach in the womb, so now whenever Katsuki is growling at his pups for knocking their mama he softens a bit at his young boy’s tears </3

The oldest is more like him, all growls and puffed up chests, the second eldest is more reserved but can be very playful, the third pup is very cocky and sorta mean, but the youngest pup is the shyest and most sensitive of them all (shit, now I wanna write more about the pups now >:)))

They get so protective of you when you go out, each pup holding a hand and letting out small angry yips whenever a man gets too close.

LMAOO you’re stood there whilst 4 puppies are yipping at a random stranger and Katsuki is stood there like:

“Katsuki! Don’t encourage this kind of behaviour 😤😤”

“Okay fine, woman! 🙄🙄 Pups, knock it off!” He growls as you nod in approval. Each of your babies stare at their papa after you walk in front of them before he’s giving them all high fives and ruffling their hair 💪💪💪

Katsuki just turns into a giant puddle of goo whenever his babies beg for something, he is NOT resilient to puppy eyes in the slightest. If it’s something that the babies don’t usually ask for and they’re good, he’ll let them have it but he would never let the pups become spoiled brats (papa suki on top 😤)

He is the best as a papa wolf, please send in more asks like this 😭

[shutit-haha]

Crybaby Pt.1

"Oh don't tell me you're gonna start fucking crying." He huffed, tugging at is hair, while he rolled his eyes and snarled. His poor little spitfire, your eyes were all glossy, jaw clenched. You only ever cried after you snapped at someone, and well this was Katsuki. This was the love of your fucking life, your reason for existing, you never snapped at him. Same way how he never yelled or snapped at you, least not in an argument.

"I'm not gonna cry," then why were your words so shaky. You were doing your best to suppress both your tears and anger. The stare you gave him was your way of being scary, but of course his lovely girl only looked small to him. So as frightening as others found that hard stare to be, he only wanted to kiss your lips swollen.

"Don't start fuckin' crying." He was all up in your space now, looming and domineering an attempt to remind you who the fuck he was. This wasn't about putting you in your place (it never was) it was about you remembering his.

"Or what you'll get rid of me too." He had chosen someone else over Kirishima today, claiming that it was a strength thing. Frankly it pissed you the fuck off and even hurt Kiri a little. You knew your boyfriend hadn't really meant it that way, but he could have at least tried to say it nicely.

"You're being too fucking sensitive," he was starting to sound just like them.

"You're being too much of a dick," you as well. You were shaking from the frustration, absolutely fuming from how irate you were.

"You gonna fuckin' cry," he grinned. "too much of a dick," he brought himself closer to your ear. "Usually what you shout in bed."

You backed away from him, "are you even listening?" You didn't want the make up sex, you wanted him too learn. The idiot knew that, he just wanted you to stop looking at him like that; all disappointed and angry. The bulk of man could only think of dumbing you down with his cock, preferred when you were crying 'cause of that, when you looked at him like he was a god. "Bakugo," fuck did he prefer when that mouth of yours was full.

"Stop that shit already."

"When you look me in the eyes." The asshole had been staring down your shirt the whole time. "You know forget it, clearly you're a fucking kid. I'm not gonna waste my time with little boys, when you're ready to be a man come talk to me."

"Oh don't be such a prissy fucking crybaby, immature for no fucking reason."

You slammed the bedroom door behind you, gasping for air from your tightening windpipe. A crybaby! He had the audacity to call you a fucking crybaby and... here you were crying. You locked the door just as soon as you shut it, leaning back against it only to ultimately sit on the floor. You were a crybaby, the bastard was right.

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗄

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗄. (𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 + 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗁)

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁/𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈, 𝗉𝗉𝗅 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗋. }

imagine bakugo getting hit with something like a truth quirk by accident or on purpose, and yes he spews the most intolerable shit and no one can stop him at alll and everyone just blushes at what comes outta his mouth, and no one can make him leave the room cuz he simply will not lol.

you’re in the lecture room just chillin at your seat and there’s a bunch of commotion in the hallways and the familiar yelling of the class hothead. you rest your head on top of your fist as you face the door, watching the incoming foolishness of denki and kiri struggling to push an angry bakugo in the classroom.

“fuckin business extra hit me with some shit!” kiri pushes bakugo in his seat patting his shoulder as his sparky haired counterpart exhaled an exasperated sigh of relief. “chill bakubro it was just an accident. I’m sure they didn’t mean it.” “yea dude they were holding their stomach.. probably were sick or something.” bakugo tsked, eyebrows twitching. “I don’t give a fuck.”

a few minutes pass and aizawa’s teaching the class and bakugo starts coughing up a storm, everyone looks his way asking if he’s alright and someone hands him a water bottle and he blinks disoriented like. “ugh fuckin weird. ‘m fine mind your business.”

everyone does as he says ignoring his coughing fit but you continue to stare his way, not necessarily looking at him but he’s still in your field view. it takes exactly 10 minutes after the bell has rung— before bakugo came into the room, til the quirk started to work, and you and everyone else can tell because he randomly speaks as aizawa is paused on a slide, “this shit’s boring as fuck.”

everyone now looks at him some in slight shock other’s with light amusement (you and todoroki) bakugo himself was surprised even though everyone knew, even aizawa, that the lectures were boring, bakugo never spoke out, on terms of learning he would be writing stuff down or whatever but he wouldn’t interrupt aizawa.

“is there a problem bakugo?” “no problem old man didn’t even mean to say it out loud it just slipped.” aizawa ‘hmm’d’ continuing his slideshow for the next 15 minutes before he wrapped it up, taking a nap in his sleeping bag by the wall near his desk, not before giving the class the warnings; to leave him alone, keep the noise down and not wake him up until someone is dead.

leaving everybody to their own devices and cliques you banded together with mina, talking about getting y’all’s hair and nails done and planning when to go out together soon.

bakugo was lost in his own little world before kiri snuck up on him, slinging an arm around his shoulder. “hey bakubro what’s up with that cough right?” the blonde slapped kirishima’s hand away with a scoff. “fuck off shitty hair you smell like a gallon of that shitty axe body spray. you only need about three pumps ya know that?!”

kiri mocks a pout. “aww come on that wasn’t very nice bro.” “well i don’t know what ta tell ya. you stink and it’s hurting my damn nostrils!” “i don’t know what it is bro but you seem more talkative today it’s weird.” bakugo tsked “you’re fuckin weir-“ he shuts his mouth as you approach with mina in tow.

“what’s up guys?” mina asks the two males as you wave back to kiri who waves at you both. “oh nothing ya know just bothering bakubro.” bakugo sits up folding his arms man spreading in his seat. “like fuckin always!” you chuckle at his little tidbit, making him stare at you, taking in your figure dawned in a cute light brown dress with black dragons that complimented your frame as you hop on top of the sturdy table, swinging your legs back and forth once you’ve settled yourself, giving him a chance to look at your legs, taking in your pretty feet clad in black sandals and white toe polish.

his eyes trailing back up to your face watching as you talked animatedly, the two twists that shape your face moving with you, the rest of your hair kept in a bun. “aye shortcake i don’t think i’ve said it before but you’re kinda thick aren’t ya?” the three of you stop talking after hearing that come from his mouth. mina who’s, sat like you on the side of bakugo, guffaws.

“wh- excuse me?” you try to think of something to say before kiri spoke up. “what’s with you bakubro? that’s not how you speak to a lady unless she consents.” denki and sero comes up just as bakugo exclaims a “fuck off!” to the false redhead. “what’s going on dudes and dudettes?” before the three of you can speak the vaguely shocked blond continues on his thoughts of you.

“just telling the shorty that i wouldn’t mind resting my face between her open thighs.” all five of y’all’s mouth drop, its silent for a literal minute as you try to wrap your mind around the words falling out of his mouth, before denki and sero start cackling like witches holding onto their stomachs. “what’s wrong with bakugo and why is he tryna spit game with y/n?” sero asks in between laughs.

“shut up tape face. how bout you and mina learn how to keep it down next time you wanna do it ina empty classroom… now back to us shorty.” your group looked at mina who covers her mouth as she side eyes bakugo, and sero who blushes looking away as denki shook on his shoulder. bakugo only stared at you as you gave mina a ‘we’ll talk about it later look’ before you looked at bakugo kiri snapped his fist in his hand gaining y’all’s attention.

“ooh i know what it is! the person that bumped into you probably activated their quirk! it must have to do with you just saying whatever comes to mind.” you hum at the correlation. “what’s with all this talk bakugo? if i didn’t know any better i’d think you’re tryna flirt with me.” you goaded playing into the quirk’s hand, he got up from his seat leaning on the desk close to your face a few inches apart.

“i don’t think i could be more clear shortcake i wanna fuck ya.” “is this the quirk talkin or you?” “that shitty bitch’s quirk only emphasizes what i’m thinking out loud. so lemme tell ya something right now before this shitty quirk wears off and while these idiots are finally quiet for once..” he pauses to grip your face making you look at him your doe eyes widening as a shiver runs through your spine.

“i don’t just wanna fuck ya, i wanna make love to ya, have you squirming under me, screamin’ my name, i wanna be your boyfriend then your husband and then i want a brat running around our backyard asking me for shit and i’ll spoil the hell out of ‘em too. now it doesn’t have to be in that order but it has to happen. i guess i’ll take your cute ass ona date first. be ready after school.”

you nodded your head all the while he was talking, cheesing inside cuz you’ve had a crush on the hot tempered blond for the longest, mina cheesed outwardly having known of your feelings. you grabbed his wrist pretty sure he could feel the heat waves coming off your face, fluttering your lashes up at him.

“one condition tho?” he looks at your lips back to your face. “anything shorty.“ “i want four kids.” he smirked squeezing your cheeks slightly shaking your face. “i can make that happen shortcake.” if you were in a cartoon your head would explode leaving steam and hearts behind.

mina squealed breaking you and bakugo out of y’all’s trance. “and imma be the fun auntie that teach them how to curse!” “i’m pretty sure bakugo will beat you to it.” denki snickers as mina hopped down from the table, pulling you along with her making herself oblivious to the vermilion eyes glaring into her skull that bakugo was doing.

as you left bakugo started yelling at his friends… as he does. “shut up sparky or would you like to explain that box under your dirty ass bed with all those fuckin magazines and that dollar lotion and tissue? had ta fuckin scrub up to my elbows with bleach after opening the damn box.”

denki nervously chuckled his face a pink hue as he let out a cough. “i have no idea what you’re talking about dude.” bakugo scoffs out an “of course you don’t.” kiri coughs rubbing the back of his neck. “hey umm bro it’s cool and all that you confessed to y/n, but how about you go home for the day?” bakugo’s lip curled into an ugly snarl. “didn’t you just hear me plan a date after school? why would I go home just to come back here? fuck off shit face”

・❥・

”girlll tell me why I was shaking in my fuckin boots he’s too fine.” you exclaimed to mina in the bathroom as you fan your face with your hand. “yea and I can’t believe you told him you want four kids and he agreed.“ she said applying gloss to her two tone lips fixing her pink afro.

“bitch you can’t believe it?! I can’t believe it. now what’s this about you and sero in an empty classroom?” you gave her a curious look.

“alright i couldn’t hide it from you! i was finna tell you anyways! okay so here’s what had happened—“

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

[poppy-thatcher]

Moving On (Katsuki Bakugo)

A/N: MANGA SPOILERS! DO NOT READ IF YOU ONLY WATCH THE ANIME! Still on the same heartbreak BS. Trying to use all the Duct Tape to hold it together right now! Also... Don't ask me what anyone's specific age is. There is absolutely no clarity with that in this story. Kat, and the rest, are of age, but Tai (Fat Gum) is definitely older (Pro-Hero, duh!). Wrote a Kiri piece for comfort... using my next comfort character before another chapter is released. Cause it's definitely not gonna go this way.

ALSO: You can't tell me that Tai wouldn't be the perfect other half! Mainly cause I won't hear it! 😂 He'd not care (in fact, he'd probably be quite proud) that you ate your fair share of junk food while watching movies together on your days off. He'd admire every curve your body had developed over the comfortable years together. He'd give the best, most cuddly snuggles! And he'd guard you with his life.

When he landed, the earth shook below his steel-covered shoes. His eyes honed in on him first, taking in the view that had caused the vilest of cries to shred through my clutched teeth just moments prior to finding him in this state. 

The instant rage to fill his eyes scared me to my core, making my spine tingle with anticipation of what was to come next. I had never seen Deku as angry as he currently was. Nothing had previously compared to the animalistic version we received when Bakugo was impaled a handful of months ago by the same villain situated a few yards away from us now.

When his eyes finally glanced me over, I noticed his stance falter for a short minute, unsure of what action to take next. 

I shook my head and glanced in Shigaraki’s direction. He was smugly standing, arms wide open, shooting snarky comments at what an easy feat Bakugo was.

The gruff growl that left Deku’s throat reverberated in my ears, causing my heart to clench at the mutual feelings we were currently sharing. He bolted off, in his most primal and calculated state, causing Shigaraki to falter in his advances.

We were finally winning.  But at what cost?

I sat, knees bent on the ground, with Katsuki's body carefully situated in my lap. Tears effortlessly fell down my face. The soft whimpering that left my chest and throat hurt, straining to keep quiet and not draw more attention than necessary to our location. I rested my forehead on his, pushing his hair out of his bloody face. 

"You can't leave me, you idiot!" I sobbed, my voice cracking, "You're my best friend. What the fuck am I going to do without you?!? Please, Kat, please wake up!" 

"(Y/N)!" I heard behind me.

I whipped my head around meeting the sullen eyes of Suneater. He rushed to my side, kneeling beside us, worry clearly etched on his face. He was my next closest friend, after Katsuki. Tamaki liked to joke and make fun, claiming that I was in love with Bakugo. But that was something I could never admit to. No matter how true those jokes rang in my head and my heart, I knew I couldn’t quite measure up to what Katsuki needed from a significant other. He needed to be offered the world, and I could never offer anything other than my broken and misused heart.

"We need to move you, get you out of the way. You're hurt and Dynamite… " He gulped loudly when his eyes finally met my rage-filled ones. 

"I'm not leaving without him, Tamaki. Please don't make me leave him here!" I whined out.

"(Y/N)," he said, scratching the back of his neck. 

"I… I love him. I can't just leave him here. He deserves better than this!" I confessed, new tears running down my cheeks as uncontrollable sobs followed them. 

I wasn’t just speaking about the situation, and Tamaki understood the true meaning between the lines I fed him.

Tamaki’s eyes met mine in shock, finally hearing me say the things he had always wanted me to say. To admit, out loud and to myself, that I cared for Katsuki more than a friend should. This admission of love brought new tears to gloss Tamaki’s eyes. He quickly nodded, wrapped tentacles around Katsuki with one hand, and pulled me close to his chest with the other, while I buried my head in his chest.

“I can’t imagine what you’re going through,” Tamaki whispered to me, “but you’ll never need to go through the feelings alone. You have me… and the rest of the Fat Gum Agency behind you. Please, please don’t push us away like you usually do, okay?”

I nodded, not trusting my voice to be as strong as I was pretending to be.

“His heart stopped for a while. We were able to find his pulse and pull him back. But I’m afraid he’s in a coma. We’re unsure when he’ll wake.” the doctor said to the small group that was waiting outside Katsuki’s hospital room.

I couldn’t bring myself to huddle that close to his parents and the rest. Mitsuki was crying so loudly that my heart couldn’t possibly handle it. That woman was the closest thing to a mother that I had. The fact that Katsuki shared her with me, without a second thought, always made me smile a mile wide. Now, the thought of not being good or strong enough for her son broke me to my core.

“(Y/N), did you hear the doctor?” she asked, looking behind Izuku, her red, puffy eyes catching mine quickly before I could look away.

I thought I was all cried-out as I stood there numb. But Kirishima quickly walked my way, pulling my face in his hands, and gently pushed the tears away. I gasped and stepped back quickly, my eyes meeting all the sullen stares ahead of me. I couldn’t breathe. The world was growing dark and my vision became blurry from panic. I pushed off Kirishima’s chest, avoiding all the voices calling my name, and rushed to get out of the hospital as quickly as I could. 

When I rounded the corner, the last stretch before I could free myself from the enclosing walls of the hospital finally in sight, I bumped into Fat Gum. He quickly steadied me with his overly large hands, holding me tightly.

“Hey, slow down there, little lady,” he said lightly, no doubt coming our way to see how everyone was holding up. 

Working under his agency was the absolute best choice I could have ever made. He was the ideal boss. Someone inspiring yet not pushy. Someone who would let you make mistakes and would help you correct them with no judgment. He was so understanding and caring and it created a workplace that felt a lot like the home I never had growing up.

I couldn’t meet his eyes. The guilt, the feeling of letting him down, sat perfectly poised in my chest.

“(Y/N), do we need to get out of here?” he gently asked me, kneeling to look into my eyes. A much easier feat, since his 8-foot frame towered over me.

I didn’t answer him, I couldn’t. Before I could even think of what my next moves would be, he gently scooped me in his large arms and walked towards the exit of the hospital. He sat me on the bench across from the hospital, nestled at the edge of our wooded park. I couldn’t find my voice, I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing.

Tai’s large hands gently stroked my back, not daring to force me to speak before I was ready. I sucked in air, wiped my eyes, and turned his way. Finally facing him.

“He’s… he’s in a coma… and they don’t know if or when he’ll wake. I didn’t get there soon enough to help him.” I looked at Tai’s face, to assess his feelings about the things I was spilling, he didn’t say anything as he kept gently rubbing my back, waiting for me to continue letting out my most heartbreaking emotions. Just like he always did, “I wasn’t good enough to save him.”

And I stood, his hand finally dropping from the contact we shared.

“(Y/N)… it’s not so black and white like that. You know that. You know what I teach you heroes at my agency. This is no different.”

“This is every bit of different!” I snapped, “I love him! And I don’t even deserve to.” I hung my head in shame, “I don’t deserve to be in his life, in any aspect, if he can’t rely on me to keep him safe!”

“Please stop this, right now,” Tai said, his face contorting in anger. Something we didn’t see much on his happy-go-lucky face, “If you love him you need to not give up on him, on being in his life. He will need you when he wakes up.”

“You mean if. If he wakes up,” I said, backing away slowly.

“Don’t… don’t say things like that. Come on, (Y/N). Let's head to the agency and get you cleaned up. We can have the on-hand medic look you over, to be safe.”

“No! I don’t deserve to wear this uniform, to be part of your team. I don’t deserve to be standing, effortlessly breathing, here!” I snapped back, “It should be me in his place!”

Tai grabbed my arm before I could even contemplate turning and running. The force was rough enough for me to understand his frustration, but still soft enough to not hurt me.

“Don’t, for a second, think that Bakugo would want that. And don’t think I’m letting you be alone with a mind that thinks you deserve to be in his place, laying in that hospital bed. I tolerate a lot of things you all say and do because it’s your job to learn from your mistakes… just as it’s my job to allow you the time to do so. But under no circumstance will I put up with that kind of talk in my presence. You are worth everything good in this world. You’re one of the absolute best things that have happened to my agency. And I refuse for this moment to be what breaks your hero spirit! Now come on.” he scooped me again, carrying me bridal style, to his nearby agency.

I sat mindlessly on the in-house clinic’s patient table while the medic gently wiped the dried blood and dirt off my wounds. My jog bra was the only thing covering my top, and in most instances, I would make a fuss. But I just couldn’t bring myself to care about anything. The numbness to the situation, to the world, had settled within me making me a shell of a person just going through the motions.

“Lass, you need to have that stitched up. Before you bleed out all over my floor.” I heard, as though it was whispered on the wind. 

I didn’t acknowledge the medic, making him push at my shoulder to grab my attention to the wound that was still bleeding. My eyes trailed to his, hardly finding the courage to meet his gaze, but still not saying anything.

“Do it,” Tai said, sitting at the edge of the room, his arms crossed over his slimmer chest, not having the chance to rebuild his quirk after the war was deemed over, “She’s in shock, numb. This will probably be the only opportunity you get to do this without her putting up a fight.” he lightly laughed to himself.

“Sure thing boss.” Gunter said, smiling at him and peering back at me, shaking his head, “Let me know if I hurt you, lass.”

I nodded, while he got to work.

[tteokdoroki]

sero cucking bakugo and kiri while they watch as he fucks us. that’s all.

hanta “steal yo girl.” sero ¡!

❧ ; a/n: sorry this was late baby love RARARARA sero brain rot for u all <3

❧ ; cw: cucking, restraints, orgasm denial, foursome (?), fem!reader.

oh and eijirou feels so so bad, this is bakugou’s girlfriend after all and he looks impossibly angry watching his baby’s eyes roll back in her skull, pretty pink lips curving into the shape of hanta sero’s name— bouncing on his cock, drooling all for him while the dynamic duo are forced to sit back and watch, hands taped behind their backs, dicks painfully hard and dripping with precum.

“c’mon now angel, why don’t you tell them how good you feel?” sero slurs, hands on your ass, your chest with his lips on your neck and shoulders— fingers pinching your puffy clit until you squeak and you’re shaking. “i know you can do it, be good for me baby.” dirty words and heavy praise got bakugou growling, fighting against the restraints in his seat— desperate to touch and take back what’s his.

“fuck off tapeface, get the fuck off my—“

please sero stopping his hips, pulling a wail from your kiss swollen lips— eyes watering ‘cause it’s not fair, you deserve to get fucked, no matter who it��s by, poor drooly little pussy spasming around hanta’s cock and pleading him to move. “ah, ah, ah katsuki,” hanta mocks, grabbing your baby fat cheeks, squishing them together and forcing you to look at your boyfriend despite how much of a mess you look. “c’mon, your baby’s so close to cummin’, wouldn’t want to ruin their orgasm by bein’ an asshole. would’ya?”

bakugou’s face twists, because as sick as it sounds seeing you take a cock so well— one that isn’t his, seeing it stretch open your tiny little hole the way he does makes him moan and groan from deep within, lust clouding his judgement— mouth watering and saliva drowning his tongue just from seeing you sloppy on his best friend’s dick. “fuck you.” the blonde groans against his better judgement, watching sero push you forward onto the bed— letting you collapse pathetically onto your hands and knees, still so full of dick and overwhelmed by hanta sero.

“bakugou!” kirishima whines, pouting and fighting the tape that holds him back— overcome with the need to jerk himself off, touch his cock to the way you sob and claw at sheets for any kind of friction— throwing your ass back onto hanta’s dick just to feel his too brush at your g-spot and nothing more. “please let him fuck her, god please let him fuck her— wanna see her cum, wanna see it so bad!”

“that’s the spirit, eiji, such a good boy, huh?” hanta got the two red in the face, lifting your head by the throat to spit on your mouth as he bottoms out inside of you. “hear that princess? they’re just beggin’ to see you cum f’me. your boyfriend and his best friend, how fuckin’ filthy is that.” he grunts, hips smacking forward until the air tingles with sex and you can barely get your words out, taking thrust after thrust into your sticky pussy until your world gives out and flashes with colour, hanta’s not your lover— but he fucks you like he is. puts on a show for your boyfriend and co, makes their cocks so hard they practically cum untouched— spoiling their skin with ropes of thick cum. makes your body tremble and your pretty princess parts raw and wet and puffy— completely ruined.

for everyone, including katsuki bakugou.

[izjeon]

MANGA BUDD𝗶ES࣪ !

prohero!kirishima x prohero!reader

genre: smut, p with plot (kinda)

word count: 1.8k

warnings: MINORS GET OUT!! not proofread, dub-con (aphrodisiac pheromones), joke gone wrong, bunnyquirk!reader (like rumi), kiri has an abnormal dick (inspired by @makoodles dragon dick series), hotheaded reader gets drunk on c-u-m, bakugo slander bc why not, copious amounts of cum, mentions of drowning in cum, unrealistic sex, breeding, impregnation kink, cervix breaching (if only i could do this irl, sigh), creampie, overstimulation, and kiri’s dick is sensitive ⛲️

+a/n: this was actually something i’ve had on my mind ever since i read makoodles’ dragon dick kiri. it’s just perfect and so addictive that i think i go back to read their dragon dick kiri works every week.

++ “eiji, would you like me to suck your cock for you?”

𖥻 MANGA BUDD𝗶ES࣪

manga buddies from childhood, you and kirishima were never the type to shy away from a manga, preferring to keep your heads submerged into the pages as you fantasised about the different worlds you travelled through manga to manga. kiri was the silent reader whereas you would admire the heroes in typical hero vs villain mangas, barking at the villains when they got good hits on the heroes.

you swore you would be a hero just like rumi usagiyama and not long after, kirishima joined you in the pursuit of your dreams. even after following each other to ua, you still would end up in either of your dorm rooms, one silent and the other yelling profanities at 2d fictional characters. you were his bakugo 2.0. maybe that was why you couldn’t stand your best friend’s lesser best friend; he was just an extra.

you stuck with each other after ua, deciding to both continue pro-hero work with each other. you were his sidekick; the sidekick that would often be seen butting heads with ground zero in public after missions before being dragged away by an embarrassed red riot.

you basically lived with him, barging in whenever you wanted and sometimes getting tossed back out by bakugo. you would stomp your way into the penthouse after a stressful mission with two mangas in your hand, throw one at kirishima’s face, and then make yourself at home.

“what happened this time?” he grumbles, tired red eyes following you as you stomp past him and towards his bedroom door, noting how your white bunny ears flatten down against the sides of your head.

you pause in front of the brown door and his eyes wince shut, dreading what you’re about to do. you pull your arms back, give a shout and then kick your leg out, demolishing eijiro’s 16th door in the last month. “you have got to stop doing that, ___.”

“stupid fucking katsuki,” you mutter, struggling to climb onto a 6 foot tall bed that seems to always be hard to get onto when you’re angry. “and this stupid fucking bed,” you scream, thrashing about on the bed. kirishima can’t help but smile at how cute you are. with your legs dangling off of his bed and your demonic yelling into his duvet, you still look so precious and adorable to the number 5 hero.

“here, here, stop screaming…” he pushes up on your thighs when you drop your legs, hating how good your skin feels against his calloused hand. kirishima also can’t help but peek at your signature camel toe, eyeing the way the white latex clings onto your puffy cunt, defining your cute clit. his mouth waters. his eyes travel upwards to find your bountiful ass hanging out of your tight leotard; he loved how the latex sat snug in-between your ass cheeks.

your suit never failed to make sure he was trending the day after a mission for the big bulge between his legs.

“who has a bed this fucking tall…?” you grumble, clambering onto the bed. you don’t notice the red eyes burning into your ass as you wiggle your way up, too busy smoothing out the wrinkles and crinkles on your cover of bleach. sitting up, you turn to face kirishima. “oh— you’re red.”

your manly bestfriend stares at you with wide eyes, cheeks redder than his hair, and a hard-to-miss bulge in his grey sweatpants. you furrow your brows and squint at the impressive boner. “do you have a boner?” you ask, leaning over the bed’s edge to peer down at it. a bead of sweat rolls down eijirou’s temple. startled, he stumbles back when your head snaps back up. “did i give you a boner?”

kirishima stands stiff, stupefied at your question. he’s a pro-hero that has to put up with the weirdest shit on missions and off missions. from cowardly villains asking if he could just use their mouths as a replacement for their punishment, to fans asking if they could get a picture of his asshole for their rendition of a more accurate version of his new merch doll— he’s heard it all. but this— this question makes him shrivel up and wish he was six feet under.

“n-no…?” he hiccups.

“don’t you hiccup when you lie…?”

the way you narrow your eyes at him, raising your right eyebrow, like you do when you interrogate villains, and the way you scrunch your face up sends goosebumps through his body. he’s done for.

this time in a much more deeper, grovelling voice, he scoffs, “no, what? of course not!” lifting his chin, his chest puffs up and his jaw locks in place. even though he’s well into his 20s, you know he’s still attached to the word ‘manly’ and still frequently wonders if he’s reached the peak of manliness yet. you think he did ages ago. but you watch the heave of his chest stutter and the sweat roll down his temple (only to be intercepted by a quick swat) and you can’t help but scoff.

“eiji, would you like me to suck your cock for you?”

𖥻 MANGA BUDD𝗶ES࣪

“mmph~!”

kirishima was disgusted by your question. so disgusted that he dropped his pants and released his weeping cock within seconds. to say you were surprised about what hid in your best friend’s boxers would be an understatement. how could you have not noticed it throughout your 23 years of friendship?

“glurk glurk.”

now, you were obviously just joking… but it was so hideously marvellous. with bumpy ridges lining his thick, pulsing purple veins and a swollen base that definitely would not be fitting inside of you, he was so different, so ‘h-hot~!’. you made the mistake of sniffing it. after that deep sniff, you weren’t like yourself. it was like cupid’s nastier, ovulating twin had just hit you with her bow and now you were the one ovulating! with hearts for eyes, a leaking, soppy cunt for a vagina, and hentai, breastfeeding tits for breasts, you couldn’t help but give it just one lick…

“ah~…”

one lick turned into two, two turned into three and so on. but it was all just a new experience that you wouldn’t be regretting later on… who knew that eijirou kirishima had a big, fat—

“cooock~!”

trembling, his knees waver and his hands scramble to get a good grip on your hair, tilting your head back. you give him a dazed smile and whisper, “please, daddy~!” kirishima’s eyes almost fly out of his head at your plead. an unfamiliar, foreign rush sends hard, violent shivers throughout his tensing body. and then, kirishima eijirou lets out the most satisfied moan he’s ever conjured up in his 27 years of living.

hot spurts of white cum splatter against your face, almost hitting your eye. “fuuuck~!” your tongue lolls out of your mouth for a taste and, god, he tastes so sweet! you imagine what the insides of his balls looked like; similar to the oompa loompas in willy wonka’s chocolate factory, there would be miniature yous stirring the white liquid with giant sticks, prepping it for your cunt.

you pant, grinding your latex-covered clit against your palm. the sight of kiri cumming is so fucking hot; his eyebrows are furrowed, his head’s thrown back and his eyes are shut. his moans are so melodic you think of recording them to use them as asmr to fall asleep.

but you soon notice that he’s been cumming for over 30 seconds now, and the evidence of his non-stop firehose is all over your face, suit and hair. you know that if you don’t think of something quick, you would drown in his seed— not that you mind.

like a pro, you close your lips around his cock and within seconds, your cheeks are bloated. you shuffle closer to him, taking more of his cock in, because what kind of best friend would you be if you didn’t let your best friend use your throat? his cum fires down your throat and straight into your stomach for a good minute before he finally opens his eyes and, god, was he in for a surprise.

his usual demonic, rabid and hotheaded best friend’s stuffed to the brim with his cum. your eyes smile even though a thick string of his cum had flung over your right eye, your cheeks are blown out with his seed and your face is painted over with hot, white goo… was he dreaming? your eyes beam a hot pink and your pupils are hearts. they’re oddly similar to the aphrodisiac villain kirishima fought the day before; the same villain that begged him to fuck their mouth. he thought he was able to deflect the horny asshole’s hits but now, he isn’t so sure.

“oh shit…” he whimpers.

you’re still swallowing what’s left in your cheeks with that dazed, cum-drunk look on your face. kirishima knows that once the horny, aphrodisiac pheromones had left your system, he was in trouble. but… does he really have to stop here?

your lips slide off the head of his cock and you hold a hand to your mouth and belly, struggling to swallow the last portion of thick cum. “mmph~!” dropping your hand to cradle your full stomach, your mouth finally opens with a burp and hot steam slips past your cherry lips. “m-more, eijirou~…” you moan, letting your tongue tease the head of his cock.

you don’t want him to stop, at least in this intoxicated state of mind, so why would he?

𖥻 MANGA BUDD𝗶ES࣪

“please, daddy, breed me!” you hate kids. “fucking impregnate me, knock me up, eijiro! please, i need it so bad! i looove you~!” you didn’t love him that much.

this would be an afternoon to regret.

your legs shake and your eyes roll back as kirishima’s mouth lolls open mindlessly. “i-i’m gonna—!” he doesn’t finish the sentence before he’s shoving his entire 9 inches into you, breaching your battered cervix and emptying his entire load inside of your pulsing womb, leaving no space for any leaks.

you’re greeted with another toe-curling orgasm as he floods your inside with a sticky white and ruts into you like a wild man. “i’m s-so s-sorry,” he keens and drops his head to your shoulders, drooling onto you as he continues fucking his cum into you.

your eyes tear up with your mouth releasing the most pornographic moans but the littlest twitches of your hips and clenches of your tiny cunt have him crying out, pressing his hand further into your swelling lower abdomen and spurting even more cum into you. you can feel the obscene amount of cum pooling around where you two are connected, even though he’s plugging you up so much that you think you’re about to split in half.

with a firehose thicker than your arm, a fat knot at the end of his cock, and a scent that drove you crazy, your childhood bestfriend had ruined you for any other man. you’re so painfully full that your eyes roll into their corners and your tongue wags out of your mouth and your hips hump back up into him;just like out of a hentai.

“s-so full!”

“you look pregnant already,” kirishima mumbles, rubbing a hand across his face. “what have i done…”

heavier, leaking tits, wider hips, and a ‘oh, i’m 6 months pregnant!’ belly: you literally tick off everything on what a doctor would call ‘the pregnancy criteria’. you’re lying on your back, cum all over your torn hero suit, and you’ve finally passed out. he doesn’t know how many rounds you went, or more worrying, how many times he came inside of you. if you really weren’t on birth control, he would be in trouble. he doesn’t know what he’s gonna say when you wake up and the dick pheromones are out of your system (hopefully).

but one thing he does know,

is that he’ll be making regular visits to that villain from now on.

#manga buddies; fin.

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[kingkatsuki]

Just me dropping a thirst hope that’s ok but can’t stop thinking about how perfect bakugo with a shy librarian reader is. Everyone is an adult here, and he’s a pro-hero.

Like imagine him sulking in a library because of some reason (maybe he’s avoiding someone or the press?? Idk) and thinks he’s being inconspicuous but it’s bakugo he’s NEVER inconspicuous. Soon he actually likes the place bc it’s chill and the librarian is kinda cute. He keeps stealing glances thinking he’s being subtle but to the readers perspective he’s kind of terrifying? Like she thinks he’s shooting her death glares and that he hates her for some reason.

He does try to talk to her in his gruff voice by asking what books she’d recommend and she blinks nervously and squeaks out “if you’re interested, sir, we have a books of the month list posted on that wall over th—“ and he cuts her off by growling frustratedly and says, “no, what would you—“ before cutting himself off and yelling angrily at himself (attracting a few annoyed glares from the other patrons which only makes you shrink even further).

Ofc Kirishima wants to know where his Bakubro is always going during lunch breaks and he finds out that it’s because of the pretty librarian (bakugo does not have experience with feelings especially feelings of attraction so he’s not subtle).

He tries to be a wing man because he sees his buddy crash and burn, so he just casually strolls to reader’s desk, propping his elbow onto it; and gives what he thinks is a winning smile—to the reader’s perspective though, this entire situation is very confusing. She’s not very invested in heroes so she doesn’t know who bakugo and Kirishima are. She’s heard of their hero names but she doesn’t know their faces. For all she knows these are two oddly dressed weirdos, one of whom seems to have a grudge against her.

Ofc kiri doesn’t know this, he assumes that she knows who they are, so he spouts off facts about Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight and how STRONG he is and did you know that he has the most amount of confirmed high level capture and arrests of the year? Narrowly beating out Deku, the number one hero? And he heard from friends that he’s apparently super manly and handsome up close.

He starts doing this every time he visits, with Bakugo glaring and seething at you both from a distance. Eventually, after the 7th day of Kiri giving facts about this hero, you try to direct him to the shelves with hero biographies, suggesting he may like to look there if he’s so interested in this hero. Kirishima stops his spiel on how Dynamight was ranked #1 on the “top 50 greatest pro hero biceps” to look at you in disbelief. Before he can say anything, however, bakugo snatches his arm away and drags him off, and you can hear some snippets of their conversation, like “you fucking BASTARD, what are you doing?” and “bro, you should totally ask her out!” You assume they’re talking about someone else—why would this terrifying but admittedly handsome weirdo like a mousy girl like yourself?

Basically, you’re both dense and kirishima and the bakusquad have their work cut out for them.

Sorry this is so long lol I got overly excited.

Ahhh I absolutely adore this! I would read the heck out of a multichap of this honestly🥺

Can you just imagine noticing him in there more frequently? Smiling to yourself when he settles down on one of the worn leather armchairs as he begins reading one of the books that you’d recommended to him- one of your favourites.

And one evening he’s come in for his break on a late night patrol, and the library is closing and he’s the only patron still in there so you have to come over and tell him that you’re closing and he waits for you as you lock up and offers to walk you home?

Or imagine some asshole coming in off the street to argue with you and not realising that the Dynamight is in the building and nearly shitting themselves when the angry people comes up behind him.

And after Kirishima tries (and fails) to be a wingman for Bakugou you find him standing in the quiet building as you’re preparing to close, apologising for his friend being so strange as you ready yourself to leave.

And imagine Bakugou starts coming in on his days off too? Baseball cap on and a coffee in hand as he settles down in the same chair he always picks when he comes in. Maybe he picks up a coffee for you too? Wordlessly placing it down on your desk before you can object as he moves to grab a book. You think it’s because he’s apologising for Kirishima the day before, but then he keeps doing it?🥺

And after he’s finished the book you recommended he talks to you about it, talking about his favourite parts and you sharing yours? And suddenly he’s asking if you might wanna grab coffee outside the library?

[shorkbrian]

Kiri’s lil sis (or step sis?) thirsting after her big brother’s cool best friend Bakugo, always trying to join them going anywhere and sit next to bakugo/on his lap with kiri being so oblivious to your advances until one day you practically throw yourself at bakugo to hang out just one and one.. You get all dolled up only to find out jealous kiri finds out about your little date and has to show you how he’s manly enough for whatever you need, that your his

oh my god

Kiri is fine to hang out with Bakugou, fine with calling him his friend, but seeing you tripping over yourself to try and gain Bakugou's approval? It makes his blood boil.

Especially since Kiri has heard Katsuki talk about girls when it's just the boys hanging out, how bakugou likes playing with 'em and what kind of rough, degrading shit he subjects them to. Kirishima is almost taken aback, but hey, to each their own.

Imagining Bakugou doing all that to his sweet little sister sickens him.

To find out that you went behind your older brother's back, batted your eyelashes and pushed your chest out while asking Katsuki if he would take you to get coffee, or food, or what-fucking-ever makes Kirishima grit his teeth and clench his fists.

Especially since he comes downstairs to see you primping in the mirror, with the shortest skirt you own barely covering your ass, nipples poking through the tiny, thin little crop top you're wearing.

"Where ya going?" He can't help but ask, eyes raking over you, a 'lil confused. He likes the view, but you shouldn't be dressed like that, it's inappropriate.

"I'm gonna go hang out with Katsuki." You're barely paying your brother any attention, making sure your makeup looks good enough, leaning forward to dab at your lipstick. Kirishima can't help but stare as your skirt rides up more, showing off a little glimpse of pale pink panties.

"No you aren't, not dressed like that." He decides quickly, a blush rising to his cheeks. He's not some doddling virgin, panties really aren't that revolutionary of a sight to him, but to see your panties, well-

"You're not dad, you can't tell me what to do." Your answer is so cheeky, so bratty, and Kirishima knows you're acting up, already trying to act older than you are so you'll look cool in Bakugou's eyes.

He's having none of it.

Two strides and he's grabbing you by your elbow, hand completely encompassing your little arm. Kiri likes the almost-frightened gasp that spills out of your mouth as he yanks you close, staring down at you with knitted brows.

"You aren't going anywhere near Katsuki, he's bad news for pretty girls like you. I'm not letting him put his hands on my little sister."

Wide eyes stare back at him. "Let me go, I'm not a little kid anymore!" You shake yourself out of his grip (only because he lets you) before you smooth out your outfit with a huff. "I know what I'm doing."

Kirishima frowns. "Do you? Really?" He's irritated now. You don't know what you're getting yourself into. You don't know how Bakugou's going to treat you, going to rough you up and make you cry, drop you off home afterwards and leave Kirishima to clean up the mess he's made of you.

"You're not going."

"I don't have to do what you say Kiri." You point out. "Just 'cause mom and dad aren't home doesn't mean you get to control me. Dad said it was fine when I asked him earlier."

Your brother huffs, moves behind you until his bulk is blocking the front door, your exit. "Dad barely knows who Bakugou is. I said you aren't going, and that's final."

"Kirishima-" You're angry, eyes blazing as you stare him down. "Get out of my way."

Look at you, trying to be all tough and bossy. Bakugou would destroy you, and Kirishima can't, won't have that happen.

"He's not gentle, y'know." The redhead starts off nonchalantly, propelling his body towards your with a few easy steps.

"He'll grab you like this-" A hand at your throat, squeezing too tight for your comfort and immediately you're scrabbling at his arm, wheezing for Kiri to stop. "And he'll just laugh when you do that."

"He'll bend you over the most convenient surface, see?" He's shoving you into the kitchen, making you stumble backwards before your brother spins you around, slams you over the counter. Your toes are barely touching the ground, head spinning from the rough treatment. What was Kiri - your sweet, goofy brother - doing?

"Probably'll make fun of what you're wearing. I mean seriously, are you trying to look like a slut?" Kirishima slaps your ass where it's exposed by your tiny skirt, and you yelp, trying to scramble away. But Kirishima easily grabs your waist, keeps you in place and kicks your legs apart before forcing himself between them.

"I can see your panties, and your breasts in this little getup. Bakugou doesn't like easy girls, thinks they deserve to get fucked real rough. You ready for that?" Kirishima doesn't bother with your skirt, it's so short it's not even in his way as he runs his fingers over your panties, snapping the waistband against your skin. You're so warm.

Then a hand pushes up your shirt until it's over your chest, and your tits are smushed against the counter as Kirishima presses you flat against it. "Y'know, he might not even prep you. A real gentleman would make sure you're ready first, maybe make you cum a few times before even think of getting inside you, but not Katsuki. He'll shove in dry, tear you up and make you bleed all over the place."

Fingers push the crotch of your panties to the side, and you're whining, crying into the counter now. Begging Kirishima to stop only makes him chuckle darkly, and suddenly you feel the heat of his crotch as he presses against you, grinds the bulge in his jeans against your core.

"Crying is only gonna make him treat you worse. You know he doesn't like crybabies. You gonna cry for him just like this when he splits you apart? You'll make him go soft sweetie."

It's only when you hear the sound of a zipper do you truly start to thrash, truly scared and cowed. "I get it, I get it! 'M sorry Kiri, I won't go, I won't!" You cry, legs kicking as you push up against his hand, trying to get off the counter where he has you pinned.

Kirishima lets out a noncommittal hum, enjoying the way your frantic movement is stimulating his cock where it's pressed to your cute little pussy. You're even starting to get a bit wet, darkening his jeans.

"Please! Let me go, I'll listen, I swear-" You beg, cries choking your throat.

It feels like forever until Kiri steps away from you, lets you push yourself off the cold counter and pull your shirt over your chest, push your panties back into place and tug down your skirt.

When you turn to look at him, Kirishima almost feels bad about your puffy eyes and the tears running down your face. Almost.

"C'mere-" Is all he offers instead of an apology, pulling you into a bone-crushing hug. He's still hard in his jeans.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt, that's all." Your brother explains, rubbing your shoulder as you sniffle against his chest. "Bakugou isn't boyfriend material, got it? Especially not for someone who hasn't even had their first kiss."

He can feel you nodding in understanding against him.

"I'll text him that you won't be coming, okay? Go upstairs and change. Maybe we can watch a movie or something." A pat to your head as you turn away from him, little hands wiping at the tears on your face as you start to walk away.

Kiri can still see your panties with every step you take, ass bouncing.

He's going to text Katsuki, tell him that you're completely off limits. Maybe later tonight he'll send the blonde a video to really cement that fact, you on your knees, sucking his cock. Or maybe a few different pictures of your cunt as he presses inside, a few more showing him teasing your clit with the head of his dick.

That'll get the message across, not only to Bakugou, but to you.

Kirishima's the only one that gets to touch you

Ever.

[m6bjo4fu0]

Irrevocable

Part 1 of 3

1. Irrevocable 2. Futile 3. Reignite

Irrevocable: fixed, unchangeable

Bakugo x gn!reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, fighting (with words not physically), toxic-ish relationship, yelling

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Bakugo grunted at you before walking back to his seat, angrily plotting his legs on the desk. Although Iida was yelling at him to not do so, it seemed like the voice was silenced by his thoughts and feelings.

It’s not the first time the two of you got into an argument, but it’s definitely the first time it got so serious that the whole class (other than Iida) didn’t even dare to go near Bakugo.

Aizawa sensei (im sry i like the Japanese way) walked into the classroom, surprised that the usually chaotic class is practically silent. He shrugged it off and proceeded to start the lesson. You nervously took some notes, hands sweating and shaking. Sure, everyone has been ‘scared’ of Bakugo before, but never actually “scared” of him like 1-A is right now.

When class ended, Mina pulled you to a corner.

“What happened between you and Bakugo? It’s so intense that even Mineta was sitting in his seat instead of bothering someone!”

She whispered, pink fingers tightly gripping on your shirt in fear.

“It’s nothing, just some misunderstanding and his bad temper is all.”

“You sure? Be sure to tell me if you need help!”

You nodded before heading to apologize to Bakugo even though it’s clearly his fault. Not like that guy will apologize first.

.

“Y/n, Bakubro is angry about something again and looks like he’s gonna bite someone, what happened?”

Kirishima asked, panting as if he was running for his life (which he was due to a certain angry Pomeranian)

“Well, first I was just chatting with Todoroki since he’s my friend after all, but Katsuki seemed to be in a bad mood today and things escalated so quickly I don’t even know what exactly happened.”

You sighed, palms covering your face in frustration, before adding,

“I’m sorry Kiri, he’s just really unpredictable sometimes.”

“Don’t apologize, Bakubro do be like that sometimes, it’s not your fault!”

He gave you a pat on the back before rejoining the rest of Bakusquad. Ah shit, you thought, here we go again.

“Y/n! Where are you going? You wanna play Uno with us?”

Kaminari said, holding up a deck of Uno.

“Sorry guys, gotta talk to Katsuki for a sec!”

“Why? It’s not your fault he’s pissed off.”

A voice joined.

“Todoroki, it’s my fault for not respecting his boundaries.”

“Well, it’s his fault for being so selfish and not respecting your freedom.”

Todoroki said with an eyebrow raised.

“Well, still, I gotta apologize to him for pissing him off when he obviously isn’t having a great day.”

“No. He’s not respecting you. Can’t you see? He’s been making all these mistakes and causing these unnecessary arguments but you’re the one apologizing. Shouldn’t he be the one apologizing?”

Your sweat dropped onto the floor, louder than the silence roaring in the classroom.

“Y/n, he’s right. Bakugo had been quite nasty and as your friend I don’t think he’s it for you.”

Sero added. Wait.

“What do you mean ‘he’s not it for me’?”

You couldn’t believe.

“This is quite obvious and you know it, as much as I love Bakubro, he fucked up real bad.”

You didn’t want to believe.

“For your own sake, please, Y/n, end this toxic relationship.”

You had to believe.

.

Little did all of you know, Bakugo had been listening the whole time. He stood outside the door, leaning against the wall as he clutched his fists and even lighting some small explosions.

He had been waiting for you to come to him and apologize even though he knew deep down in his heart that he should be the one apologizing to you, to your classmates, to himself. However, his damn pride got in the way and he couldn’t put himself in the lower position. Apologize? How dumb!

Bakugo scoffed, ready to head to the bathroom and maybe punch Deku, before he heard something heart-breaking.

“Yea, I guess you guys are right.”

His blood froze. Did you? Not you didn’t. He was hallucinating. Yes, he heard it wrong. There is no way you’d be doing that to him, right? Right?

A small poke on his shoulder pulled him back to real life, before he could blow up whoever that person is, his heart stopped when he heard your angelic voice in such a lifeless tone.

“Katsuki, we have to talk.”

He tried to shrug it off.

“Katsuki. This is serious.”

He couldn’t.

“This isn’t working. Please, at least look at me!”

He turned to you, instantly swelling at the tears prickling in your eyes.

“I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to hurt you. You deserve so much more, I’m sorry that-“

“NO YOU FUCKING AREN’T!”

The hallway silenced, a few heads whipping towards the two of you. On normal cases, he would be proud of you for swearing, but right now, he felt an emotion he never thought you, actually anyone, would be expressing towards him. Anger.

“You always just leave! You just rage! You never let me explain!”

You yelled, streams after streams of tears escaping your blurry vision of the shocked boy.

“You’re not sorry! You just give a half-assed answer and expect me to take that! ‘Oh I’m so sorry Katsuki I didn’t mean to do that’ well no shit I did NOTHING wrong! You always let your anger get before you and expect me to fucking APOLOGIZE to you! I’m so done with you, and you can take your damn pride with you because I’m having NONE of it!”

You finished, pushing his wistful arms away.

“Look, I know-“

“OH OF COURSE YOU DO. OF COURSE YOU KNOW HOW IT’S LIKE TO FEEL MISERABLE BECAUSE OF THE ONE YOU LOVE. OF COURSE YOU GET THE FEELING OF BEING REJECTED BY THE ONE YOU CARE FOR. OF COURSE YOU UNDERSTAND THE FEELING OF APOLOGIZING FOR NOTHING!”

You panted, cooling off for a second.

“We’re done.”

He tried reaching for you, but failed.

He watched as your broken figure left. He lost you, too.

And maybe that’s the end.

The squad’s happy.

You’re happy.

Who cares if he’s happy? It’s irrevocable.

Author’s notes: I did not intend to make Y/n this furious but oh well. Yes there will be sequel it’s just that it’s gonna take a day or two because school will be starting soon

Part 2

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[ghost-ghost-baby]

Narcissist (alpha!readerxOmega!Bakugo soulmate au)

An: this is heavily inspired by the song narcissist by younger hunger definitely recommend listening to it!

An: BIG TY TO MY BETA FOR EDITING THIS ABSOLUTE MONSTER OF A FIC WE STAN!

Word count: 3.2k (ur welcome)

Summary: Bakugo being a little shit basically- Mina and Denki r sick of him- reader runs out of scent blockers-

Warnings: omegaverse, swearing, Bakugo being a dick, reader just thinks he’s hot, gets a bit spicy but nothing graphic, non traditional dynamics (subby alphas) drug use (weed)

You were in a familiar room, one you’d come to love since you’d started dreaming of it, and you sat on the bed and waited… any moment now.

“Oi, are you here, shithead?” The voice of your omega was dreamier than it was in real life; his harsh words unable to punctuate the tranquility of your dream.

“I always am, Katsuki!” You chirped, grinning as he slowly faded into existence. The black tank top and jeans he wears make him look far too good, and your brain short-circuited for a few seconds.

“I told you not to fucking call me that!” He growled, but you only laughed. Reaching out to grab his hands before he could stop you, you pull him down so you could kiss him. Any anger he had quickly melted away, and Katsuki had pulled one hand away to rest on your shoulder and pushed back. You got the point, you pulled away for air and leaned back on your elbows as you did. Katsuki followed and straddled you without a moment of hesitation. His mouth latched onto your neck and you let out a hum. With one hand gravitating to tangle in his hair, he gave you another push that had you lying flat on your back.

“Hey-”

“Shut the fuck up, don’t ruin this.” Katsuki bit down on your throat and you squeaked, although he licked over the mark seconds later to soothe it, and only pulled away to kiss you when you tried to talk again. You melted, let your hands wander down to his thighs, and had your thumbs rubbing absent-minded circles. Then, Katsuki was unbuttoning the shirt you had on, hands quickly trailing lower to-

“Y/N! Did you hear what Mr. Aizawa said?” Mina’s voice brought you back from the dream you had the night before, and you blinked at her as you blanked.

“No way I'm working with their dumbass!” Katsuki snarled as Kiri forced him into a seat at your table, and you turned your head to Sero with a questioning look. He usually knew what was going on in class.

“We have a group project for a presentation, Mr. Aizawa picked the groups-”

“Oh hell yeah, all my best bro’s working together? Sounds like fun to me!” Denki leaned over to hug you and Mina, and the pieces started to click together. You were working on an art project, with your mate, who hate-

“How could anything be fun with Y/n around, they fucking ruin everything.” Katsuki grumbled to himself, refusing to meet your eyes despite sitting opposite you. Kiri mouthed an apology to you from his seat next to Katsuki. Honestly, you had no idea why he’d decided to act like… such a brat really, but it was just an act, however annoying it was. The two of you were soulmates, he’d come around, eventually.

“Oh hush, Bakugo, Y/n’s a riot and we all know it! You’re the one who goes to sleep at like, 8pm” Denki came to your aid. The electric blonde then pressed a kiss to your cheek that had Katsuki gritting his teeth.

“So, what's the project, guys?” You flipped through your book to a fresh page, resting your chin on your hand as you waited for the others to speak.

“We have to show the versatility of styles and composition under a singular theme!” Kiri was the one that answered you, and the group immediately started throwing around ideas.

“I think we could do horror, a lot of horror artists have different composition styles and still manage to convey the-”

“Tch, that���s the best you could come up with? I’m not surprised, an alpha as shitty as you can’t be capable of any decent ideas.” Katsuki sneered, but you only smiled at him as the group agreed with your idea. Your omega merely grumbled and hunched over in his seat as the group discussed the different artists you could use as examples.

You’d stayed late to double-check something with a professor, and you were still flipping through your notebook as you walked through the unusually empty halls. You weren’t paying attention to where you were going, and before you knew it you ran into someone, the same someone who shoved you against a wall seconds later, but your fear subsided when you realised it was just Katsuki.

“Watch where you’re fucking going, dipshit.” Katsuki wasn’t even sure why he’d pushed you up against the wall, but being this close to you, touching you… it was..nice…

“Tch, god your scent is so weak, you smell like a fucking beta, how’d I get stuck with such a runt, huh? Some sick kind of joke.” Katsuki’s tone didn't match what he was saying. The way he leaned forward to rub his cheek over your scent gland definitely said otherwise, but you stayed quiet, he always found some excuse to scent you, but he’d usually get embarrassed and storm off if you dared to say anything.

“You’re pathetic, you know? Being this submissive for an omega, are you sure you’re not a beta? It’d make more sense.” You bit your lip when Bakugo pressed a kiss to your neck, only hesitating a moment before he started sucking a mark onto your skin. His words bounced right off of you because all you could focus on was how hot he was and how he’d subconsciously put his thigh between your legs and thank fuck you were on scent blockers, or you’d never hear the end of it.

“Really, you aren’t even going to try and defend yourself? You’re even weaker than I thought.” A growl next to your ear made you shiver, and Katsuki pushed away with a snarl when he was satisfied. He cursed at you again and warned you ‘not to tell anyone or he’d kick your ass’ (he wouldn’t) before he walked away, leaving you to walk home with your head completely in the clouds.

“What took you so fucking long, huh idiot?” Katsuki was on you the second you appeared in the dream, pulling you down into a rather ferocious kiss before you could say anything. He bit your lip when you didn’t open your mouth fast enough, swallowing any protests you would have made, and continued to kiss you until you were dizzy. “I’ve been waiting two hours…” He pulled away to kiss under your jaw, and if you didn’t know him so well you’d miss the insecure tone in his voice.

“Sorry, Midoriya wanted-” You stopped when Katsuki growled, biting down so hard you were surprised he didn't draw blood.

“Why the fuck are you saying his name here, huh? Are you tryna piss me off?” He pulled away to sneer at you. You opened your mouth to explain, but the words died in your throat when he unzipped your hoodie, and any coherent thought you had went out the window when he started to kiss your neck.

Everything was ready. The lounge room was set up, complete with snacks, drinks, and stationery for you and your friends to work on the project. They were meant to be here any second, and you couldn’t help but hover near the door to your apartment. You weren’t used to having people over and it still put you on edge having others in your space. But that thought left your head when a knock sounded on your door. You quickly opened it and were almost knocked over by Denki and Mina engulfing you in a hug.

“Thanks so much for hosting bro!”

“Awww you laid out all these snacks and stuff too! An omega’s gonna be really lucky to have you one day Y/n!” They pushed inside. Denki closed the door as Mina oohed and aahed over the setup, their praise had a slight blush rising to your face as you sheepishly rubbed your neck. Sero was next, quickly hugging you before he joined Denki and Mina, then Katsuki and Kirishima last. The blonde pushed past you without saying hello, but Kiri pulled you into a hug so tight you couldn’t breathe for a second, and was complimenting the setup as you took a seat. You tried to sit next to Mina, but Denki let out a whine and the pair was pulling you down between them before you had time to protest. Denki immediately leaned on you once you were settled. Katsuki couldn’t focus on the project, how could he, when his two dipshit friends were all over his mate. And you weren’t even doing anything to stop them! In fact, you were leaning into their hugs and giggling at every stupid joke they made! It had Katsuki fuming. Kirishima was the only one close enough to smell the angry shift in his scent, and he glanced between his friend and you, slowly putting the pieces together. You really had no idea what was happening, but Denki’s head was on your shoulder, and Mina’s arm around your waist as she asked questions about the project, giggling and pressing a kiss to your cheek whenever you got confused, which happened more than you’d like to admit. The blonde gritted his teeth when Mina’s hand went to your thigh, you were his! Nobody else should ever be touching you like that! You should know better! So when you excused yourself to grab something from your room, of course he made up some excuse about needing the bathroom so he could follow you.

The door to your room closed with a click, and you quickly spun around, expecting to see Mina or Denki, anyone except Katsuki to be honest.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He was seeing red at this point. He cornered you and made you stumble back until your waist hit your desk.

“Uh- getting more pens-?” You held out the pack of pens with a confused look on your face that only made Katsuki angrier. How were you so stupid? And so fucking cute when you were- he cut off that thought, he needed to focus on yelling at you. Not the way your brows furrowed and how you nervously bite your lip as you waited for him to say something. Wait- were you blushing? Fuck, maybe he should-

“Katsuki? Are you oka-“

“Shut the fuck up, dipshit.” He snarled. Then, catching you both off guard, he leaned forward and kissed you. Your eyes fluttered closed immediately. He’d only kissed you in your dreams, which was nothing compared to this, and you hesitantly placed your hands on his waist. His hands went to your hair to pull you closer, tugging it until you got the message and parted your lips for him. Katsuki let out a hum of approval as he deepened the kiss, why hadn’t he done this sooner? You couldn’t focus on anything other than how much Katsuki tasted like caramel, he didn’t taste like caramel in the dreams. You couldn’t help but whine when he pulled back. Another insistent tug on your hair had you tilting your head back, and Katsuki didn’t waste any time kissing over your neck. You were so lost in the feeling you almost missed the words he growled against your skin.

“You should know better, you’re mine. Other people shouldn’t be fucking touching you like that.”

“Do you think they’re like…. Finally-” Mina made a hand gesture that had Denki cackling, even Kiri cracked a smile.

“I hope so, it’s getting hard to watch all the back and forth.” Sero sighed, dropped his pen, and stretched.

“Yeah, have you seen how mad Bakubro gets though? It’s pretty fun to push his buttons like this!” Denki grinned as he leaned his head on Mina’s shoulder, and she wrapped her arm around his waist.

“I don’t know… Bakugo’s uh… stubborn, to put it nicely.”

“Your scent is weird… are you wearing a different perfume?” Mina leaned her head on your shoulder, arms wrapped around your waist as you glanced at Katsuki. After whatever the fuck had happened in your room, he’d gone back to acting like he hated you, so, you’d kept letting Denki and Mina do whatever they wanted. He had his eyes fixated on the work, and you turned back to Mina with a smile.

“Oh, sorry about that! I forgot to refill my scent blockers and my doctor’s not available until next week.”

“Don’t be sorry, bro! It’s nice, like really, really nice!” Denki came up behind you, throwing a quick glance at Katsuki before he leaned forward, crooning and rubbing his cheek over your scent gland, Mina doing the same a moment later. The pen Katsuki was holding snapped, his angry scent pumping out in waves as he glared daggers into the book in front of him, all too aware of you laughing.

You were hyper-aware of how strong your scent was, this was the longest you’d gone without scent blockers since you’d presented, and you’d lit a scented candle to try and cover it up. It hadn’t really worked, maybe you should light some incense-

“Y/n! Sorry we’re early!” Mina’s hand on your shoulder broke you from your thoughts, and you shook your head before you smiled. Denki cut you off before you could apologize about your scent.

“Damn Y/n! It smells like you baked cookies- oh my god did you bake-”

“Don’t be stupid, babe, it’s just their scent.” Mina shoved him inside, shaking her head as she followed and closed the door behind her.

“Oh! Of course!” Denki nodded, and he and Mina linked arms with you. They walked you over to the couch and sat you all down with grins on their faces.

“Uh… guys-?” You didn’t trust that look, it never leads to anything good.

“Well, since the project is like, 99.5% done-” Mina started, hand coming up to play with your hair.

“We thought we deserved a reward!” Denki interrupted, reaching into his bag and producing a blunt. You felt your own grin forming.

“Oh my god- is that from-”

“Shinso! You know he sells the best stuff on campus, I decided to splurge for my bros!” Denki looked incredibly pleased with himself, and you couldn’t help but tackle the blonde in a hug.

“Oh my god Denki, you’re the best!”

The three of you were blazed by the time the others got there. Sero happily bounced over to share the blunt, while Katsuki and Kiri just sighed and sat down with you. Katsuki’s eyes instantly zoned in on where you were lying on Mina and Denki on the couch. He was oddly silent as he tried to keep his cool, the nagging thoughts that had always been there slowly got stronger. He’d always had to be strong, people perceived him as weak just because of his dynamic, so he’d rejected the thought of being with an alpha, hoping for a beta or omega. Or you. You never made a big deal out of your dynamic, and always treated him as an equal. Then the dreams started. He loved you, he really did! But his whole reputation would go down the drain if he was claimed by an alpha, especially one with such a weak scent and mild presence. So…. he pretended to hate you in public because the two of you had your dreams, where nobody could judge him! Even if they did pale in comparison to real life. But lately… he couldn’t stop wondering… were you getting tired of waiting? With the way you were acting… the thought made his stomach turn and his canines come out. Especially since you had run out of blockers. Your scent getting stronger and stronger as the days went by. You were his alpha! You shouldn’t be scenting other people! Especially omegas! And you certainly shouldn’t be laying on them while you were ignoring him! You hadn’t even said hello to him! You were too busy getting high with those assholes like you didn't belong to him! You were his, it wasn’t fair!

Mina was the last out of the apartment. She kissed your cheek and winked at you as the door closed. The exhaustion set in as you leaned against the door.

“What the fuck was that?” Katsuki growled and made you startled when you saw him by the table. You only shrugged as you went to pack up the stuff on the couch.

“Denki got us some weed because the project was done-”

“Not that, dickhead! They were all over you!” He marched over to you, trying to ignore how good you smelled up close.

“And? We’re not-” You responded, and Katsuki was shoving you before he realized, ignoring the way you yelped as you fell on the couch. You sprawled on your back and glaring up at him.

“Katsuki! What the fuck!” Katsuki didn’t reply, eyes traveling over your vulnerable form. Flush rose to his face as he realized how provocative the position was, causing warmth to pool in his tummy. If kissing was so much better in reality, what would it be like to be inside you? Feel you clench around him and pull his hair when he hit your sweet spot? Would your thighs shake the same in real life when he just kept going? The omega didn’t even realize his scent had changed, he just licked his lips and stared at you with hooded eyes, fuck he wanted-

“Are you okay? You zoned out.” Fuck, when had you gotten up? You were so close now, your scent overwhelming. He never wanted you to go on blockers again.

“Fuck, Katsuki! Katsuki! Are you in heat?” It finally dawned on you. Katsuki’s scent had taken on a sweeter tone it didn’t usually have, and with the way he kept zoning out, it was obvious. Plus thoughts of him on top of you that wouldn’t leave your brain alone. Your question snapped him out of his daze, and the omega snarled at you, stepping back and stumbling when a jolt of pain went through him.

“Fuck off, like you could trigger-” His voice cut off as another wave of pain went through him, causing you to reached out to steady him without thinking. The omega was going to let out a growl but it quickly changed to a whine as it escaped his mouth. You pulled your hand back like it had burned, although your mate’s temperature was so high it wasn’t out of the question. You took two steps back and froze when a feral snarl ripped through the room, dark red eyes pinning you in your place.

“He-hey Katsuki…” Your voice stopped his growling, and it took every ounce of self-control you had to stay coherent as he advanced, your rut already trying to cloud your judgment. Your eyes darted around the room, maybe you could make it to the bathroom? Then Katsuki could ride out his heat and you could talk about it? yeah. Katsuki was only a foot away from you now, the grin he had on was somehow more unsettling than the snarl, and you shook your head to get some of your resolve back. Okay, three, two, one-

You made it maybe ten centimeters before Katuski caught you, and pushed you back down on the couch. He wasted no time sitting on your lap and tilting your face up to look into his eyes.

“You’re not getting away from me, Alpha. I know you want this. I should have done this months ago.” Sincerity shone through your omega’s lidded eyes, and you felt your small shred of resolve shrink away even more. Your hands flew to his chest to push him away.

“Ka-Katsuki it’s just- just your heat, you don’t mean-“

“Don’t tell me what I do and don’t mean, alpha.” Katsuki was back to growling at you. His hands grabbed your wrists, pinned them down, and used his knees to keep them in place. He went back to cupping your face, red eyes boring into yours as he thought of what to say and a growl leaving him whenever you dared to look away. You were so, so obnoxiously pretty, it made it even harder to focus. Katsuki kept getting distracted by little details, like how your eyes shone and you kept biting your lip.

“You’re so fuckin stupid, ya know that? Of course, I fuckin want you, you’re my alpha- I don’t… I don’t care what other people think anymore, I just want you.” Katsuki’s tone was softer than you expected, and you could only gape at him as a blush quickly rose to your face. You knew he didn’t hate you, but hearing him say that lifted a weight off your shoulders you’d been carrying for who knows how long. The moment passed, all the softness went away as Katsuki leaned down to kiss you, and this time you kissed him back without any reservations.

[long-cosmos-overhead]

Hiii I wanted to know if you can do Dabi, Hawks and Shigaraki, Kirishima, Bakugo, and Shinso with a reader dying from really bad injuries like if it’s okay with you maybe one or two with self harm others from battles (this isn’t for romanticism purposes I struggle with it and like to read about it if not it’s perfectly fine)

Please check DM’s ❤️. For readers there is no mention of SH in this fanfic.

(I do not own MHA or it’s characters/ gifs not mine)

Warnings: blood, gore, mentions of death

Bakugo

Bakugo may be angry and irritable at the best of times but one thing he lives by is making sure you’re never hurt

He knows you can handle yourself but nether the less sticks near you during battle for his own comfort

Needless to say when he sees you sprawled on the floor covered in your own blood he’s horrified

Bakugo stands still for a second in complete shock nothing quite processes until he realises you need him and you need him fast

He runs over to you picking your body and setting you in his lap

‘You fucking idiot wake up I’m not doing this without you’

He shakes you violently pleading ‘wake up’ over and over until help arrives and when it does he is in tears

Bakugo refuses to leave you unless he’s physically dragged away by kirishima or sero and by that point he’s an angry crying mess

Asks about your state every five minutes

If you pull through he’s going to act like he wasn’t worried at all even if you can literally see tear tracks on his cheeks but please let him cuddle you he was so scared

He blames himself afterwards not out loud but he pushes himself to do better so you would never get hurt again

He also gets angsty when you’re not around his mind slowly slipping back to the images of you in his lap that day

If you don’t make it, bakugo changes he’s even angrier and does not hold back on anyone he never lets people in and he trains himself stupid until he collapses in bed where he cries wishing you were there with him

Kirishima

This ball of sunshine loves you, he adores you in every way and hopes to spend the rest of his life with you

Oh boy does he fall apart quick when he sees you unmoving at the end of a fight

At first he thought you were resting or getting up but his heart was beating wildly when he saw the awkward position you were laying in and not responding to him

Kiri crouches down beside you placing a hand on your cheek waiting for you to speak or move

“L-love please you’re worrying me”

He doesn’t stop nudging you however he becomes more frantic letting out airy cries which gain the attention of others

Kiri is full on sobbing by the time you’re carried away he can’t find comfort in anything he just sits with tears flooding his vision slightly biting his cheek with anxiety

Not a day goes by where he doesn’t visit you, kirishima spends hours with you talking about the day or how much he misses you it breaks recovery girls heart

When you wake up he practically leaps on you trying to be mindful but he’s waited and cried so long to have you in his arms safe and sound

“God Y/n, I love you I love you so much please never do that again”

He waits on you hand and foot for months afterwards never once taking his eye off you

Give this man a hug he’s been through a lot

Shinso

Shinso one of the most logical out of everyone but that doesn’t mean he’s spared from the absolute agony you put him through

Please don’t hurt him like this he’d rather anything but this

Shinso is at your side so quick carrying you to a safe spot before checking you over the second you fall, he didn’t truly see the amount of damage you took until he felt how weak your pulse was

Cue the panic

“K-kitty, please-”

Shinso does everything possible to nurse you back to health while help arrives, he brainwashes a random person to go and get one of the medics to come to you because honestly he didn’t know if you had much time left

Stray tears drip from his eyes onto your body as he holds you he knows full well it could be the last time he ever has you in his arms again and he’s terrified

He stays right by your side saying all sorts of encouragement to you whilst begging the medics to help

It isn’t until he’s told to leave so they can help that he actually goes back to his room although he seriously considered brainwashing the nurses into letting him stay

When you’re finally awake, he says nothing instead crawls up to your side and cuddles you

He fully wants comfort but he won’t ask, run your fingers through his hair and slowly his grip will tighten until he mutters

“Please don’t leave me”

Dabi

He goes absolutely savage when he watches you get practically sliced in half then thrown to the side

Dabi spares no man from his flames he doesn’t care who’s near him they’re getting torched

Dabi kneels at your side hand reaching to put pressure on the gaping wound at your side before you and him are warped back to the base

He tries his best to help stitch you up all the while the rest of the league is too scared to go anywhere near him - not even toga dares to try and get your blood

If you begin to fade in and out of consciousness he’ll be right there gently tapping your face to come back round to him

“Cmon doll you wouldn’t leave me here would you”

In truth he’s actually scared, Dabi genuinely has a level of care towards you and seeing you like this makes him feel all kinds of anger and stress

He will bully the fuck out of you when you’re stable

“Cant believe you went down to such a weak hero”

“D’ you want me to kiss it better doll”

But on the flip side if he sees you doing anything but resting he’ll pick you up despite your protests and squirms and set you back down

He also locks you both away so he can change your bandages and check you over without anyone seeing

Shigaraki

The person who did that to you can count down their days, Shigaraki will kill them whether it be in the moment or by hunting them down it will happen

After his initial rage and adrenaline has ceased a little he kind of realises how this may well be the last time he sees you

Shigaraki kind of has his own tantrum and session of complete anxiety, he basically has a meltdown so you better hope someone else has helped you in the meantime

After kurogiri has told Shigaraki about your state reassuring him that you will be okay, Shigaraki stops having a meltdown

He can’t cope with the grief and emotion he feels so he likely goes to the bar to drink himself away

The next week or so until you wake up is hell on earth, Shigaraki doesn’t eat or sleep, his neck is bloodied from scratching and his mood swings are awful

He can’t cope with you not being there with him

You’re likely carried to his room and laid on his bed by the time you’re considered okay

Shigaraki is very weary of himself when he lays on you but once he’s sure you’re fine he stays there for days fully expecting affection as well

“Shiggy, your neck you need that checked”

“Your fault”

Yep he needs you

Hawks

Be prepared because this situation will make Hawks painfully overprotective of you

When he saw you fall onto the floor on the brink of death, his heart stopped he genuinely couldn’t think of anything in those few seconds

He throws the fight quicker than he can fly immediately taking you into his arms and racing to the nearest hospital

Hawks doesn’t leave that place until you do, he hates hospitals but he loves you, the staff are used to seeing him in the corridors or sleeping in the chair by your bed

He won’t take any breaks even when his agency or friends are breathing down his neck telling him to get some rest or go home to take a shower

Hawks doesn’t think he’s ever cried harder than the day you woke up, you honestly looked better off than he did, his hair was a mess, his face was pale and tired, his wings dropped to his side

“B-babybird, p-please don’t do that again, I couldn’t live with myself if I lost you”

A positive is Hawks wraps you up in his jacket and cuddles you in bed, his wings creating a protective shield around you

If he did in fact end up losing you he would have no strength to live, he’d either work himself to the bone until he died or collapsed or drink into oblivion anything to get you off his mind as the thought of you killed him

[shigarakis-cumdump]

Can’t Get You Out of my Head

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Summary: Bakugo seemed to hate you. With the way you'd just keep on talking, filling his ears with nonsense for hours on end, you thought he must, especially with the way he always yells at you. The truth was, Bakugo couldn’t keep you out of his mind. Like a virus, you plagued his thoughts 24/7. Fuck, sometimes he wishes you’d just shut up and stop hanging around him, because maybe then he could finally forget about you. But no, you just have to be around every corner, waiting for him like a puppy with the rest of his friend group.

Cw: Slight degradation

Word Count: 2k

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“Hey guys! Did you wanna head down to the new coffee shop later? I know Kiri likes iced coffee, and Denki likes the seasonal drinks, probably the peppermint mocha this time, and Katsuki, don’t you like-”

“God, do you ever shut the fuck up? ‘So fuckin’ annoying.” He spat back at you in his usual angry tone. You were used to it, but no matter how many times he talked back to you, it still hurt. 

The truth was, Bakugo couldn’t keep you out of his mind. Like a virus, you plagued his thoughts 24/7. He didn’t even know what it was about you, either. Your stupid skills you pull out of your ass, the way you just keep on talking with that sweet, quiet tone.. Fuck, sometimes he wishes you’d just shut up and stop hanging around him, because maybe then he could finally forget about you. But no, you just have to be around every corner, waiting for him like a puppy with the rest of his friend group. 

“C’mon Bakugo, Y/N and us were going to the mall later, you should come with!” Kirishima beamed happily.

“Did she tell you to come ask because she knows I’d say yes?”

“No, why? I just want you to come, you never do anything fun with us!”

“Well if she’s going, no fucking way,” Bakugo replied, “can’t stand her bratty fucking voice anyways.” 

“Hey, C’mon man, she’s your friend, don’t say stuff like that!” 

“She ain’t my fuckin’ friend, shitty hair. She’s just an extra who follows me around.” He tsks. When Kirishima came back empty handed, you were a bit disappointed. You really thought Bakugo would be joining you guys this time. 

“Hold on, lemme go ask.” You say, shying away from the group to find Bakugo slumped on the couch. 

“Hey, Katsuki!” You say. 

“What?”

“I know Kirishima already asked, but do you want to come to the mall with us?” 

“You already know my fucking answer. You think you askin’ll make it any different?”

“S-Sorry, I just wanted to ask again..” you tilt your head down, trying to hide your hurt expression. 

“Wipe that goddamn look off your face, ‘makes you look even uglier.” You wiped your face of any emotion and looked back at the group. 

“Okay well, just thought I’d ask…” you say in that quiet, shy voice he loves so much. 

“I think I’m just gunna stay home today, sorry for bailing right before our plans..” you say once heading back over to the group. They know it’s because of something Bakugo said, but they didn’t fight you on it. You head back to your room and sit in front of your mirror. Did he really think you were ugly? It’s not like his opinions mattered to you, but his words just hurt- cut through you like a knife. You wiped the lonesome tear rolling down your cheek away, collecting yourself with a deep breath. Maybe staying in your room for the night would be better anyways. You had some projects to finish, so you could busy yourself. 

Bakugo, on the other hand, was bored as hell, and like usual, the only thing coming to his mind was you. You just listened to him and obeyed his orders like a dog. The look you had when he degraded you made his cock throb. Why was he feeling like this? He didn’t have time to fall in love with some fucking extra. Still, your face was clouding his mind. He can’t keep going if this was going to keep being a problem. 

You hear a knock on your door and you hoped it was the others returning from the mall. You opened the door to see Bakugo, though, and you immediately shifted your vision to the ground. 

“Did you need something, Katsuki?” 

“You gunna let me in or keep bein’ rude?” he huffs. You stand aside and let him slip past. He sprawls himself out on your bed, ignorant to the papers you had laid out on there. 

“D-Did you need something?” you repeat. 

“C’mere,” Bakugo pats his lap. 

“Huh?” There it was again, that deer- in the headlights look you always gave him. 

“Did I fuckin’ stutter?” He barked, looking down on you with furrowed brows. You shuffled to the bed and hesitantly took a seat on his lap. 

“Damn, you’re heavy; lucky I’m so strong or else you would’ve broken a bone.” He sighs. 

“Listen Katsuki, if you just came here to make fun of me, please leave. I can’t deal with it today..” You say, biting your lip to hold back tears. He just couldn't wait anymore, he had to have you. Bakugo tossed you down on the bed and straddled you, arms at your side pinning you in. 

“K-Katsuki?” Your breath was shallow. 

“Oh just shut up,” he said, ending his words with a kiss that stole the air from your lungs. He bit your bottom lip, pulling at it and you opened your mouth. His tongue darted in, dominating the space inside. He only let you up for air when he heard a tiny whimper come from you. You gasped, gulping in as much air as you could. He chuckled at you, finding it oh so cute how your demeanor changed so quickly. His face was inches away from yours, examining your soft features up close. Everything was happening so fat, you didn’t have time to think. Just a few hours ago he was yelling at you and being rude, and now he’s kissing you like he was your lover. It made you confused, but you couldn’t deny how good it felt, how natural it felt. 

“Katsuki, more..” you begged, tugging at his shirt while leaning up into his face for another kiss. Were you trying to make him devour you? Because it was working. Bakugo’s hand found the back of your head, keeping you trapped in his kiss. You could feel the smirk plastered across his face, the one that always made you roll your eyes when he wasn’t looking. His kiss was rough in contrast to his soft lips; you felt like you were melting every time they connected with your own. Tiny groans left you as the kiss intensified. You weren’t used to seeing this side of him- no one was. He was softer, but still intimidating and dominant. Bakugo could feel how stiff he was becoming in his pants, but tried controlling himself so as to not scare you. He moved down to your neck, sucking on your sweet spot and earning the prettiest mewl, taking mental note of it. Admiring his work, his tongue trailed over the dark purple hickey forming, leaving a small string of saliva when he backed up. 

“Such a fuckin’ pretty slut, eh?” He says, brushing the hair away from your face.

“But you said earlier that I was ugly..” 

“Tch, can’t have you gettin’ full of yourself now, can we?” He replied, pinching your cheek. He straddled your lap, hands roaming your plush body, gripping at any bit of you he could. He hoped you didn’t sense how desperate he was to sink his cock into you, but his poker face was letting up the more he touched you. “Fuck, I shoulda done this way sooner,” he huffs under his breath as he ripped your shirt up above your head. With calloused hands, he squeezed your boobs, thumbs rolling over your pebbled nipples. You let out a breathy whine, back slightly arching at the sensation. You were still confused as to why he was doing all of this- in your eyes, he hated you, but that couldn’t be the case, not when his cock was digging into your thigh. Bakugo latched on to one of your nipples and you grabbed his hair, brushing your fingers through the tangled blonde with shut eyes. 

The more Bakugo grinded into your leg, the more desperate you were getting, squeezing your thighs together for some sort of relief. 

“You gettin’ needy, slut?” he laughs, crimson eyes locked onto yours. All you could manage was a weak nod, pushing at his arm to travel further down. He gets the hint, his large land cupping your sex and feeling your wetness. “Such a whore- Y’ feel how wet you are for me? Pathetic.” Bakugo shifts down, prying your pants off and legs open. He pulls his own down just enough for his cock to spring free, rubbing it along your folds. “Need me to prep ya?”

“N-No ,just want it now.. Please..” You say softly, cheeks turning a bright pink from embarrassment. 

“Good.” He says. Bakugo lined himself up to your needy hole and plunged in, giving you a second to collect yourself. You immediately clenched around him, his cock hitting deep enough to hit against your sensitive spot without even moving. When your breath calmed is when his hips began thrusting at an unruly pace, knocking the wind from the both of you. 

“So good, keep going ‘Suki,” you cry. His hand wraps around your throat, “whores don’t ask for more- they take what’s given to them. Be a good whore for me, ‘kay pretty girl?” He says, demanding more than a question. Your hands wrap around his arm that’s cutting off airflow weakly, and your noises are reduced to tiny squeaks. 

“That’s fucking hot..” Bakugo mutters as he leans down to kiss you. The slight position change gives him a better angle to slam into your cunt, his tip kissing your cervix. The roll of his hips had you mind fogging over, clouded with new sensations that you’d surely be thinking about for weeks. He moaned into your mouth when he felt you tighten around him more. He couldn’t get enough of your pussy, it’s like it was made for him and him only. 

“I bet you’ve thought about this before, haven’t you? Your little bully wrecking your insides, havin’ you moan like a hooker?” he teased, to which all you could do was nod. Your legs hooked around his hips, his broad chest pinning you underneath him. 

“Katsuki, mmf, M’ close!” you whined, eyes fluttering shut as you focused on that feeling bubbling to the surface. 

“Look at me.” he said, lust coating his words as he gripped your chin. You shyly opened your eyes to stare back at him, getting lost in them as you came undone. Bakugo groaned when your walls fluttered and gushed around him, sucking him in even more as he continued fucking you through your orgasm. 

You didn’t have time to calm down before the next one was hitting you, and the only warning your gave him was a faint, “‘Suki,, again, m’ cumm-” 

“Shh sh,” he hushed you, cupping your face with both hands, “Cum for me again, princess, I know you can.” His whole strong demeanor was washed away by how soft you were, how sweet your pussy was to him, begging for more even after you just came. He wondered how many times he could pull this sultry reaction out of you. The second time you came, you moaned even louder than the first, and he was sure the others in the dorms could hear what was going on. The thought brought Bakugo over the edge. He pulled out, jerking himself a few times before cumming all over your chest that was heaving up and down from the pleasure you hadn’t felt in ages. 

“Such a pretty mess, all for me,” he hums, massaging his cum into your tits, making an absolute mess of you. You muttered out a quiet ‘thank you’ after the both of you cooled off. He slumped down beside you and pulled you closer. 

“We should probably get cleaned up, Katsuki, the others will probably be coming back soon, too.” 

“Why get cleaned up? You didn’t think I’d be satisfied with you only cummin’ twice, right?”

[realcube]

how they use their quirk during sex

navi | masterlist | taglist 

thank you to anon for this request 

characters ♡ bakugo, kirishima, kaminari, dabi & tamaki

content warning ♡ slapping, electrostimulation, fire play, masturbation, mentions of voyeur, choking, oral (giving + receiving), blood kink, mention of knife play, unconventional organism eating & vagina-having reader - minors dni

katsuki bakugo 

♡ he likes to ensure that his slaps leave a mark

♡ just so everyone knows that you’re his

♡ just seeing you all marked up from his explosions and hand just gets him so hard tbh

♡ also, he loves squeezing you - it makes him feel powerful and dominant - so sometimes he just grabs a handful of your tit, squeezes it then proceeds to make you yelp by setting off a lil’ explosion in his hand 

♡ he’s no villain, but he definitely wants to hear you scream in pain or pleasure - either or both works 

♡ so whenever he is hitting it from behind and you feel a zing through your body after he spanks your thigh, mentally prepare yourself for trouble in regards to sitting down - for the next week or so 

♡ it’s a hard thing to do though because he needs to be 100% that he won’t seriously burn you or harm you, or else he literally wouldn’t be able to look himself in the mirror for the rest of...his life 

♡ so yeah, if he’s not completely confident in the fact he’ll be able to smack you without burning you, he just won’t do it 

♡ also, the little crackles and pops from miniature, involuntary explosions going off as he approaches his climax not only entertain you, but they also drown out his moans 

♡ not that he’s ashamed of the sounds he makes - he’s loud and proud - it’s just that the explosions help balance out the noise so it’s not just his grunts echoing throughout the room

♡  plus, they add ambience 

eijiro kirishima

♡ he hardens his back to avoid getting scratches on it lol

♡ it’s not that he doesn’t like getting marked up by you or anything, it’s just a hero instinct tbh

♡ but honestly, you like the feeling of your nails digging into his back then suddenly, the skin becomes sniffer around your fingers

♡ sometimes he accidentally employs his quirk while he is choking you because he gets so into it 

♡ or just as he is about to slap your thigh/ass

♡ he also has a bad habit of hardening when you are trying to give him hickeys

♡ so yeah, you’ll probably be left with bruises, hand prints and bite mark scattered across your inner thigh and torso after sex with kirishima and he leaves unscathed 

♡ also, idk if this is apart of his quirk but his pointy-ass teeth definitely come in handy - especially if you have a blood/biting kink

♡ kiri is willing to go full vampire for you <3

♡ also, you don’t need knives to do knife play with kiri - he is the knife (well, his teeth are) 

♡ he says sternly that he doesn’t enjoy knife/blood play but then he gets oddly aroused when drawing blood from your thigh or nibbling at your slit while he eats you out 

denki kaminari 

♡ i am so sorry but i can’t stop thinking about kami playfully zapping you during sex AAAA

♡ like if you are into electrostimulation- kaminari is basically your sex soulmate 

♡ also if you aren’t like super into electrostim but you give consent for him to lightly zap you from time to time, he will take advantage of that

♡ like just as you’re approaching your orgasm, he’ll shock you slightly so your moans are even louder and your pleasure is escalated 

♡ or sometimes during the foreplay, when he is just fondling with your breasts, he’ll give it a lil’ zap so you perk up and whine for him 

♡ he just loves seeing the way your whole body juts in reactions and how your nipples erect at the shock

♡ whenever he slaps your thigh/ass, it’ll always send somewhat of a current through your body, which arouses you even more 

♡ tickles your clit with electric sometimes just to add some flare 

♡ he might make you beg for his touch if you’re needy enough, then simply run his charged hand over your body teasingly

♡ but if you’re into full-on electrostimulation, he’s extreme picky about the times he is able to utilise his quirk bc now he’ll have to send larger currents (instead of just lil zaps which i assume are easily to control) so ofc he needs to be in the right headspace or he could potentially harm you and obviously, that’s the last him he wants to do

♡ so yeah, he probably trains his quirk extra to ensure that he can produce exactly the right amount of electricity for you

♡ omg and he is probably into mutual masturbation/voyeur !! bc you are like his goddess so ofc he gets off to seeing you touch yourself even if he isn’t the one providing the pleasure. also it really brings out his inner perv 

♡ so if you like to use toys when you masturbate, literally do not worry about any of them running out of charge/battery while you’re pleasuring yourself, kaminari has you covered bb 💅 

♡ also, outside of sex he probably playfully zaps you all the time - like if he is standing behind you, he’ll tap your shoulder followed by a little electric shock. which makes you jump and turn around to see him standing, whistling and averting his gaze unsuspectingly

♡ ‘what, kami? and ouch.’

♡ his eyes widened as he inhaled sharply with an offended look on his face, ‘eh, what?! i didn’t do anything!’

♡ you blinked rapidly, ‘who else has an electricity quirk nearby?’

dabi

♡ he mostly uses his quirk during the actual act of peneration

♡ he rarely uses it during foreplay 

♡ maybe just to set the mood by using his finger to light the candles on his bedside table or sumn 

♡ or, if you’re into fire play, he’ll drag his glowing finger across your chest to trace your curves while leaving a pale marks behind, shooting an erotic burning sensation through your body 

♡ or LORD he (lightly) burns his name into your skin !! so everyone knows you are his >:)

♡ i believe that - unlike the other boys - dabi is able to control his quirk pretty well all throughout sex, no matter what mood he is in

♡ so angry make-up sex with added fireplay isn’t completely out of the question

♡ though, he is a bit cruel so if he’s got your ass in his hands while he’s approaching his orgasm, he will purposefully burn marks into your skin

♡ however, everything comes with a price

♡ so although he can control his quirk at almost all times, he does not know how to deal with the aftermath pffft

♡ he’ll look at your bright red ass and how you are struggling to sit down and be like ‘put some aloe vera on it idfk 🤷‍♂️’ 

♡ anyway, just expect there to be burn marks on every part of your body that dabi touched

♡ the most painful ones are probably the ones he leave on your hips, while he holds your pretty figure in place and drills into you from behind

♡ or perhaps the ones he makes on the back of your head as he forces you take more of his cock into your mouth 

♡ then again, the burns on your neck once he has finished roughly choking you like a slut while pounding into your cunt, were also problematic  

♡ but the handprints he leaves on your torso as he feels around the bulge his massive cock makes in your stomach also hurt quite bad 

♡ god knows, but you’re just generally in pain after sex with dabi tbh

tamaki amajiki

♡ suneater more like pussyeater amarite

♡ this might be a lil bestiality-esque bc he is like a human who develops features of an animal but like..he is still a human, after all, so he can consent 

♡ but anyway, tw for anyone who doesn’t want to read anything of the sort !!

♡ ok, so, let’s get this out of the way first - tentacles 😍 KJVDKFVZDI

♡ he uses them exactly how you imagine he would; he simultaneous holds you down, massages your breast, covers your mouth, chokes you, slithers one up your cunt and one up your ass - just..everything...

♡ like if the tentacles are out, you know you are getting overstimulated that night

♡ also sometimes - if he’s feeling especially bold - he’ll slip one of his tentacles under your skirt while in public then just watch as you desperately try to stifle moans from how good he feels squirming inside you  

♡ you both like it a little more than you’d like to admit tbh

♡ also, one time he ate goose just so he could manifest wings and try fuck you mid-air lmao 

♡ that would’ve brought a whole new meaning to ‘flying fuck’

♡ unfortunately, it didn’t work as well as he had hoped as his wings couldn’t support both of your weight so it was more like him hovering over the bed while drilling into you from above 

♡ it was definitely a new angle though, so you couldn’t complain

♡ he’ll pinch your clit and squeeze your tits with his lobster claws but that’s about it - he generally doesn’t tend to manifest those during sex

♡ one of his dirtiest secrets is that one time, he paid crazy money for a dish with elephant meat in it, in hopes that he’d get a monster cock

♡ (no, the thought never occurred to him that perhaps horse would be a better, cheaper alternative)

♡ bc he highkey has a size kink but you’ve already kinda gotten use to his size so he needed to amp it up...

♡ but no- all he got was a trunk 😭

♡ however, it wasn’t all bad bc at least he made good use of that trunk- 

♡ (he shoved it so far up you, he hoped to see it come out your mouth 🥰)

♡ anyway, rapid-fire round:

♡ he once ate rabbit so he could develop bunny ears and a tail so he could be your cute lil’ bunny boy 🥺 while you peg him 

♡ buffalo wings get him riled up tbh - only top energy after he has buffalo wings 

♡ honestly, the beak he manifests after eating chicken lowkey destroys your cunt- 

♡ the leathery skin he gets after eating crocodile makes him feel badass

♡ oh! and the sharp teeth too- like kirishima, he will go full-vampire if you want him too

♡ his quirk is so versatile, just let your imagination run wild lmao ✨  

♡ plus, he is pretty whipped for you so he's basically down to try anything