#Bakugou is a bully

[habken]

all might vs crimson riot stan flame wars

+ my biggest headcanon of them all is that deku and kirishima are unknowingly enemies on socmed <3

(this was one of my first tries at animating :’) audio is from amazing world of gumball)

#bnha #mha #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #deku #kirishima #bkdk #bakudeku #dkbk #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #habs art #animation #the boys bullying people together can be something so personal

[35c4p15t]

Powerless (Yandere!Bully x Reader)

E.g. Katsuki Bakugo, Dabi/Touya Todoroki (BNHA), Gojo Satoru (JJK)

CW: yandere, referenced bullying, verbal abuse, pet names (doll, love, sweetheart), nonconsensual kissing and dry-humping

NSFW- MDNI

Arrogance first compelled him to approach you, entranced by your demeanor, before immaturity pushed him to insult and assault you, angered by your initial indifference towards him. Interactions thereafter snowballed as his intrigue evolved into infatuation, which soured into possessiveness, until his role in your life was that of an abusive, toxic, unpredictable bully. Despite wishing things were better, he'd play any role if it meant hogging your attention and scaring others away from you.

Cornering you was concerningly easy; even after all he'd put you through, your efforts to avoid him were pitifully easy to overcome. “Miss me, sweetheart?" Panic was written all over your face as you turned to look at him. Jolting away from him, about to run, he catches your arm, securing you next to him. Where you should be. “Where you goin', doll?" Squirming in his grip, you manage to plead, “Away from you. Please, let me go." It hurts, that you're always so desperate to get away from him. “You wound me, love," he smirks, masking his actual feelings, as usual. “I jus' wanna spend some time with my favourite person, don't you?" He tugged you closer to him, pressing his toned chest against your back, wrapping his arms around your front, dropping his head to rest on your shoulder. “I am your favourite person, right, sweetheart?" His breath tickled your ear uncomfortably, causing you to wiggle in his grasp. “Careful, love, you're gonna make me excited." You cease movement immediately, eyes brimming with tears. He notices, sighing in disappointment. “C'mon, doll, lemme take you somewhere nice, yeah?"

Confused, but powerless to resist, he forces you into his car. “P-please, I don't want to go anywhere… with you." He stares at you, overwhelmed: enraged by your disinclination, frustrated at his own distreatment of you, and desperate to keep you with him. Consequently, he shoves you into the back of his car, climbing in after you, closing the door behind him before crawling over you, distressing you as you attempted to shuffle away.

Undeterred, high on adrenaline, and too elated that you were finally beneath him to think clearly, he grabs your face- unintentionally harsh in his haste- and you whimper, immediately flailing under him in distress, becoming more frantic while he lowered his face, his nose brushing against yours as he planted his lips on yours. Frenzied, you started thrashing, prompting him to drop his body, weighing you down, and briefly lift his mouth to murmur in a husky, confident tone, “Don't bother, doll, you can't stop me." “N-no! Please, I'll go wherever you want, b-but, please don't do this!" “Oh, but you've upset me now, love. Make it up to me, yeah? Just relax, sweetheart." Returning to kissing you, smirking when you stopped writhing, instead laying limp, tears flowing down heated cheeks. His free hand snaked down your body, finding and squeezing your ass while he pushed his tongue into your mouth, and his leg forced itself between your thighs to begin grinding against you. Feeling a hardness pressing on your thigh reignited your anxiety, however, struggling under him simply pleased him, groaning hotly into your mouth. Pressing his leg harder against you, the hand holding you face in place dug warningly into your cheeks before sliding down to your chest, groping- selfishly, so hard you flinched in pain- his breathing quickening, almost heavily panting on your face, withdrawing his mouth from yours momentarily to mutter near nonsense, “You're mine, I own you, sweetheart. No-one else loves you, doll, you're nothin' without me."

Despite hearing his words numerous times since he started harassing you, it still stung. Dejected, you turned your head, unable to face your tormentor, now also molester. You felt sick. Swept up in his own pleasure, he dropped his head into the crook of your neck, mouth open, licking, kissing, biting at the sensitive skin there. His hips accelerated, hand roaming your body, grabbing, squeezing, and rubbing as he pleased, until he buried his teeth possessively into your neck, sighing through his teeth, jerking against you a few more times before he stilled, panting in your ear for a moment. Eyes screwed shut- burning from crying- and stomach aching with disgust, you felt more shame, repulsion, and powerless than ever. “Least you're not completely useless, huh, doll?"

#bnha x reader #x reader #tw yandere #male yandere #yandere #yandere male #yandere x reader #yandere bully #yandere bakugou #yandere bakugo katsuki #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #yandere dabi #yandere touya #dabi x reader #touya x reader #reader insert #smut #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #yandere gojo #tw noncon #tw verbal abuse #possesive yandere

[delawaredetroit]

Why does he fight like a bitchy middle school girl?

He really went straight to hair pulling like some schoolyard brawl

#bnha reread #bnha 43 #bakugou katsuki #no clue why aizawa was acting like bakugou was some kind of battle genius here #hot take: this fight with shouto is the most middle school bully coded of all of bakugou's sports festival fights #bnha

[willowser]

i just think katsuki is a very pinch their nose, tug on their ear, squish their cheeks, grab their whole face in his hand, hold them upside down by the ankles, put them in a headlock kind of dad.

#and the whole time he's listening to you talk about your day with a straight facr #*face #they're screaming and giggling and having a ball and he's just so casually got his child in a headlock #has their hands in one of his own and is tickling their lil pits #totally straight faced #and he's always doing it to them #even when they're older and in their teens he still tugs on his daughter's ponytail and she gets all DAD STOP #or he walks past your son and flicks him in the ear #wraps and arm around his neck until he can get out LOL #he's a BULLY !!! #he'll always be a BULLY !!!! #and then when he does it to you—they're both climbing all over him to get him off 🥺 #katsuki wrestles you onto the couch and your lil knight in shining arm son charges him and climbs on his back and yells #LET GO OF MY MOMMY !! #and whacks him in the ear LOL #WAAAHHH #cw children #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: dad bakugou

[sugawara--san]

class A standing behind bakugou in the rain: wait he's apologizing for WHAT

#thinking about how they were all literally just there watching this intimate ass apology and were probably j like oh shit TEA #they all give him shit for a sec as they should LMAO kiri says bullying is NOT manly bro #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #bakudeku #bkdk #otp #bkdk apology #class 1a

[1-800-cybersaint]

are you willing to expand on bully bakugou 🤲

i like to think about you wandering through campus one day while everyone else is in class and you turn a corner and there he is. you're both surprised to see each other, but his face immediately goes red, because you haven't seen each other in a minute. you take that for him getting annoyed, like he's gonna bully you again like he always does, knock your bag out of your hand and laugh when you trip, so you turn right around and try to run away, hoping that he leaves you alone.

but before you know it, he's got his hands on your arms to stop you and he kind of pushes you into the wall a bit, so you have to turn your head to look back at him. and he's breathing so fucking hard and his chest presses against your back and you can feel the press of his cock against your ass.

bakugou is pissed and panting in your ear. "this is your fuckin' fault," he growls. "see what you fuckin' do to me?"

you make a tiny little noise, somewhere between a quiet moan and a whine, and one of his hands slips from your arm to your waist to hold you firmly still. he just stands there for a moment, breathing in your ear like he’s thinking of what to do, when you roll your hips back.

and his head lolls back and he moans like he can't help it, before his eyes are shooting open and he's glaring at you. "oh, yeah? wanna fuckin' play like that?"

and he's got you pressed up against the wall, trapped, humping the swell of your ass like he can't fucking help it. every now and then, a moan slips out from his lips and when you moan at how thick his cock feels in his trousers, he bites you on the shoulder. his hips get frantic and he grinds into you so hard that you're pushed flush against the wall, and he buries his face into your neck and hair to hide how he moans when cums in his pants.

you both stand there in shock and silence for a moment before he pulls away from you, awkwardly tugging at his undoubtedly wet boxers.

he warns you, "better not tell anyone about this, brat," before he's storming off, leaving you wet and dripping and aching.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou x fem!reader #bakugou smut #bully bakugou #in celebration for his return

[mhathotfic]

Thinking about being a bullied Omega living in co-ed dorms on university grounds and being shoved into an Alpha’s room because your bully thought it be funny to lock you in there and tell everyone she caught you trying to steal stuff for your nest.

Unfortunately, she trapped you in Bakugou’s room because he’s usually out training. Usually.

Now you find yourself pined under a rutting Alpha who really doesn’t care if you weren’t looking to be mated yet, he’s too far gone in his rut to care about anything but breeding the unlucky little Omega who ended up under him.

#bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #tw bullying #tw non con #tw omegaverse

[modjisan]

that’s a sketch for @ miithers and @ daniartonline prompts on twitter and ig go check them out!!!!

also happy spooky month to everyone

#i have humbled myself with this sketch #but its almost like 6 am #also i like bullying denki #i only do it out of my pure love for him #well #mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #deku #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #denki kaminari #kirishima eijirou #sero hanta #urakara ochako #momo yaoyaruzo #jirou kyouka

[gglitch1dd]

No Greater Pleasure

Bully Bakugou x FEM!Reader 

Based off this ask: <BULLY BAKUGOU ASK> This post can be seen as second part to "All of His Attention" Another Bully Bakugou fic of mine just with a time jump after all.

Bakugou Katsuki loves nothing more than to torment you, pick on you and down right degrade you. What he didn't expect was you to hit him back. Unbeknownst to you, it doesnt have the effect you wish it did.

Note: bully bakusquad, bully Bakugou Third years. Perverts. All of them. Just being sleazy creeps. Hinted non-con Voyeurism. Small cannon violence. Bullying. Name calling and swearing. Underlying Midoriya x Reader. Reader discretion is advised.

Bakugou Katsuki was one of the most annoying people you’ve ever met.  

And he felt like he had every right to be.  

He was handsome, he was strong, gifted with a great quirk, smart and intelligent. His parents were successful, he was a modal, he could buy or get anything he wanted. Which was probably why he always acted like a spoilt brat at every moment or waking turn. He was annoying, that was sure. With a simple grin that made your skin crawl, he felt as though he was king of the world.  

Especially in third year. With the Hero Course students now famous for saving Japan multiple times, it was no wonder how they all got famous, especially at U.A. With first years and second years crawling all over them just to get a taste of their lives that had picked up thanks to the Hero Commission. Bakugou loved it. He lived for all the attention and glory. All the people screaming his name during practises and training that could be watched, all the gifts and confessions given to him by poor unsuspecting victims that think he actually care.  

None of them do. Or at least none of them in the bakusquad. All the self-entitlement and fame went to their heads and suddenly they became one group you never wanted to come across.  

Sero Hanta, resident smoker, druggie and Capital S, sleaze. With a stupid straight toothed grin and laid back expression he would make you fall into a false sense of understanding and security.  

Talking about false sense of security, Kirishima Eijiro. Bakugou’s best friend and number one person to never go after. With that kind smile and caring eyes all fell victim to him. He was the worst of them all. Made you feel as though he cared, as though you were special, only to crush your heart in the mot painful and innocent way. I mean, who would believe you? Kirishima would never do that? He’s the most manly and true person ever.  

All of them had turned out absolutely horrible in your eyes, but none as bad as Bakugou Katsuki.  

Having a new girlfriend, boyfriend, partner, whatever every other day. Other than a quicky or some new attention, Bakugou was never interested in a serious partner, and it showed in the trail of heartbreaks and ruined partners he left behind him. I mean with a smirk like that, crimson eyes that burned into your soul and a voice that he used to pull you in like a siren, it was no wonder that he could get away with so much.  

I mean, they’re the hero course.  

Bakugou loved all the mayhem he could get away with. If Aizawa wasn’t there, why not have a little fun. Especially if it was tormenting Midoriya’s little group of friends. He never found such pleasure like going back to pick on Midoriya. Although Midoriya had grown a backbone as well as big enough muscle to push back.  

But Bakugou knew there was one person. One person in the whole class he found absolutely delicious. One person that he found no greater pleasure in than to torment.  

And that was you.  

God, did he love to pick on you. Trip you, flip and look up your skirt, pock at, be an absolute disgusting pervert around you. You hated it. And that’s what he lusted over. The anger in your eyes, the hate and rage brewing underneath the surface. You never wanted to stoop to his level, but that’s what made it all so fun. How he could technically do anything he wanted to you and you wouldn’t do a damn thing.  

He got off to it. It made him chub in his pants just to see you squirm as he sneered down at you, throwing another degrading comment at you.  

Until one day... 

“You really fucked up that mission, Y/N.” Bakugou walked over to you, putting his hands on your desk as he looked down at you. His eyeliner making his vermillion eyes only hone onto you more and seem more predatory. “People could have gotten seriously hurt if Kirishima and I weren’t there in time.” He looked over to his redheaded best friend. The giant redhead leaned back against his chair as he watched wordlessly wanting to see how this would go.  

You swallowed down any harsh remark you were going to say. You closed your eyes briefly before looking back up at him. 

God did he love when you looked up at him, down below him.  

“It was my mistake, Bakugou. I just wasn’t paying attention to that street.” You told him truthfully.  

“Clearly.” He scoffed. He leaned down. “But people could die because of you. And that would be on you.” He poked your chest.  

You frowned as you brushed his hand away from you. “Don’t touch me, Bakugou.” 

His smirk grew, exposing a sharp canine. He licked over his teeth as he looked down at you. “What? Can’t handle the brutal honesty, princess?” He asked as poked you again. “Hm? Can’t handle me being honest with you? Does it bother you Y/N?” He got up close and personal to you, not stopping. You tightened your grip on your desk as you tried your best to ignore him. “Hm? Or maybe you get off to it? Maybe you’re a sick freak, huh?” 

Midoriya scowled as he got up to go stop the blond. His green eyes held distaste and murder as he glared at the blond. “Leave them alone, Kacchan.”  

Bakugou ignored the green haired nerd as he moved his mouth to your ear. “It’s okay. I like freaks.” He whispered against your ear. “Almost as much as I love the songs you sing in the shower when you think no ones left.”  

Immediately, without hesitation, you had a hand wrapped around his neck. Bakugou’s eyes shot wide open as you stood up, your eyes dark with a pressing rage that you had kept down for far too long. He glared as you took a step forward, forcing him back against the desk behind him.  

He only looked shocked for a second before he looked at you with half lidded eyes of temptation and lust. He bit his bottom lip as he pressed forward into your hand. “I knew you were kinky Y/N, but God damn. In front of everyone?” He asked making his group of friends chuckle. Kaminari already had his camera rolling on his phone, knowing how much Bakugou loved to rewatch your reactions to him. “I knew you were slut at hea-” 

The words were slapped right out of him as his face turned to the side. His cheek stinging at the impact. Immediately the class went silent. Midoriya froze mid stride to you, his green eyes went wide at what you had done. Kirishima stood up instantly, ready to step in if a brawl happened. As much as he wanted to watch, he prioritised his friend first.  

You looked at Bakugou with angry tears in your eyes with so much disgust that it was almost too much to contain in just your eyes. “You’re a fucking villain, Bakugou Katsuki.” You shot at him with a glare. He looked back at you, his pupil trained on you without a single reaction. “Initially I thought you could have been a great hero, that you could have been something to look up to, but now I know you’re just a bully and a villain.” You let go of him, wiping your hands on your shirt like you had touched something filthy. You sneered at him with an upturned nose. “You’re disgusting.” You turned and left, walking out of class just as Mr Aizawa walked in. 

Midoriya quickly realised that you were leaving and quickly followed you. “Y/N!” He looked to Mr Aizawa who let the green haired hero in training go after you. He raised an eyebrow before looking to Bakugou who stood with a hand to his cheek.  

Kirishima walked over to Bakugou, a hand on his shoulder. “Katsuki, you alright? He asked with a raised eyebrow as he turned the blond to talk to him privately. Bakugou was silent for a moment before looking out the classroom door to see Midoriya talking to you, his hands on you as he looked down at you concerned. Kirishima released a low growl as he looked out the classroom. “That fucking bitch. We can get her Katsuki, just-” 

Bakugou raised a hand, making Kirishima keep quiet. Bakugou tensed his jaw before looking up at Kirishima. He smirked before looking back out at you. He grinned, already having made up his mind. “Fuck, I want her.”  

And Bakugou was sure, that there would be no greater pleasure than to finally have you.  

-Glitch1d

<Katsuki Bakugou Masterlist>

@dragonwarrior97 @wolfunderthethree @iamvioletta @idiotic-anime-lover @karibakugo Because they've asked MONTHS ago for more Bully Bakugou.

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[yanderenightmare]

something i havent seen you do is Bakugou with an equally famous or successful reader, like she's still quirkless but maybe an idol of sorts? i think it could be interesting

BNHA ! HEADCANONS + IMAGINE

Bakugou Katsuki x darling

TW: yandere, some slight nsfw, obsession, coercion, abuse of power

PROFESSIONAL

Your face is on the poster plastered right next to his, only you look like his stark opposite.

Flowers instead of explosions frames you and your dewy skin. Glittering with the spritz of perfume you’re commercializing instead of the droplets of sweat and grease he’s smeared with.

A catlike grin plays deceptively soft in the corner of your glossy lips, whereas his bear a crazed maniacal demonstration of canines like a rabid mongrel.

And your eyes, painted with a seductive blend of smokey colors similar to the smudge of his war paint, though refined to make you look oh-so-lush and divine, like a queen, and he, only a lowly sooty footsoldier in comparison.

He buys magazines you’re featuring in and reads them before bed.

Ending up with a hand bobbing beneath the cover.

Feeling lucky like none when the poster within is a large A3 foldout of you in something rather risqué. 

He reads your interviews from cover to cover or watches them on TV.

His heart pounding when the segment of your nameless childhood bully is brought up. Happy to see you haven't forgotten him.

He was a complete desperate mess when you did that extremely private lingerie commercial that had you showing off nearly all assets on a set of pillows and plushies.

Losing his mind looking through the mesh and chiffon right to where your nipples teased him with their perky strut. 

Not to mention your face and your expressions… 

You really know how to play to the camera. So much so it makes him jealous of the photographer. 

He’d like to be the one to tell you to pose and give him a pout. Pretending he is when slowly peeling each page over to view the following image. Throat tight and dry and palms sweaty, watching you crawl and give a rather intimidatingly large teddy bear a kiss on the cheek.

You’ve definitely become something different from your shared days in middle school.

Something confident and alluring.

Something he wants to play with in a wide new variety of ways than before.

It’s good that your industry often intertwines with his.

He knows exactly which model to request when his agency wants to shoot a new campaign poster starring Dynamight saving a Damsel in Distress.

No one but you fit the role so picture-perfectly, being both a beautiful idol and a quirkless citizen.

You’ve learned to refrain from asking your handler any questions, just doing what the strict woman tells you, be it what jobs to take, how to dress, or what to eat. It’s better that way. She’s a professional, and you owe your entire career to her wisdom. But once you get to the photo shoot and start recognizing the props of a certain hero decorating the stage, you get queasy with unease upon understanding exactly which pro hero you’re going to be shooting with. 

Swallowing thickly, you bar yourself in your dressing room for a minute. Your handler already shouting at your ear enough to make you wince with tears at the ready as you try to explain the sticky situation to her. Naturally, your cries fall upon deaf ears, and soon enough, you’re convinced you’re being silly. This is a huge opportunity, after all. Dynamight is on par with Deku, having shared the title of the number one hero ever since they graduated. It would be career suicide to decline a collab with him, especially now that you’re already under contract with his agency.

You splash your face with cold water to calm the swelling left by your tears and get dressed in the silky white summer dress provided to you. It’s a pretty article, you think without being overly happy about it. It’s a thin, nearly see-through, backless model with a rather deep dip reaching down between your breasts. And though it isn’t at all the first time you flaunt your body in a nearly nude state in front of the world, it certainly is the first time you do so in front of the guy who used to pick your appearance apart until you cried. You only hope he doesn’t recognize you and that the shoot will be over before he eventually can.

You’re glad your handler does what her job suggests and handles all handshakes and greetings on your behalf. But though all the formalities of the work fall upon her shoulders, the part of the actual modeling is something only you can do.

You’re able to remain professional for the most part, barely ever glancing in his direction, though picking up on his mass from the corner of your eye and through the veil of fake lashes where you keep your eyes glued to the floor as the photographer gives instructions for the new pose. But then comes the direction you were dreading, the one which has the two of you touching. And even though you knew it was inevitable, you still flinch when he puts his hands on you.

And though the assistants, handlers, managers, and photographers are all oblivious to your discomfort, he notices, smiling at your tiny shivers and how well you hide them.

He’s so much bigger than you remember, you think while you try steadying your breath and convincing yourself that it isn’t any different from all those other times you’ve gone out of your comfort zone for the sake of a good deal. The shoot you did for Playboy Magazine had practically been a porno, and that time you’d been surrounded by a great deal of big beefy men, much similar to the one touching you now. 

Still tough... you had a laugh that time around. You had fun.

This wasn’t fun.

“Funny this.” He spoke, and you feared he was speaking to none other than you.

Holding you in a scoop of a bridal carry, you felt the harsh metal of his costume dig into your skin, not more than the grip of his hands clawing at your flesh like a predator sinking its teeth into caught prey. The grime on his fingers dirtying the white of your dress.

“Or… ironic is a better word for it.” He adds, and you finally look up into that face that still sometimes haunts you in your dreams despite having been out of your life for years. “Oh- don’t say you don’t remember me, Quirkless?”

After the shoot, the photographer praises you on your ability to portray true distress, unbeknownst that the sentiments in your expressions were genuine, and you almost trip over the stage props while thanking him, wanting to leave the set as quickly as possible in favor of going home.

But obviously, shooting a campaign poster isn’t why you’re there.

“Have dinner with me.” He says, with his hand, seemingly made to break bones, wrapped tight around your twiggy wrist. Stopping you from running away.

And just as expected, your handler accepts before you can make the costly mistake of refusing.

tip-jar: Kofi

#yandere bakugo #yandere bakugou #yandere bnha #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere katsuki #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere my hero academia #yandere bakugou katsuki #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere katsuki bakugou #bully bakugo #bully katsuki #bully bakugou #yandere bully #yandere bakugou smut #bakugou smut #boku no hero academia smut #bakugou imagine #bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugo katuski #katsuki bakugou #bakugou x y/n #bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki x y/n #katsuki x you

[crybaby-bkg]

Bakugou is….a pervert. Through and fucking through, and honestly, you would’ve never believed he could’ve been described in such a way.

His little creep habits begun before you two even started dating. He’d ask you if you’d like to train with him, spar a little bit to work on your skill. And you agreed, even though he made you a little nervous with his impending size. He was great though, despite the occasional grope of your thigh and the quick sniff to your hair whenever he’d pin you. As much as he physically intimidated you in stature, you’d manage to pin him once or twice, and told yourself you imagined the bump under your thigh and how shaky his breath had gotten.

He picks you up after you two finish, bench presses you just to hear you giggle. It’s an excuse to grab you more though, feel how soft your skin is under his palm. He throws you over his shoulder when Kiri and Denki walk in with the excuse of wearing you out, which in turn only makes you giggle and kick your feet at him.

And after you start dating, he becomes unabashed with it. You wear a mini skirt around him, and his hands and eyes are glued to your peeking ass. Even kneels behind you when you stand in the entryway, readying yourself to leave, but he can’t let you go until he’s tasted you. Kneels there like some lowly beggar, ready to worship, his tongue asking for a miracle, his teeth biting for more of whatever he could hope to get.

When you go out for date nights, you’ve learned you can’t wear a low cut top around him. His eyes are glued to your chest the entire time, mutters just how pretty you look in the low lighting of the restaurant. And you thank him, ever so gracious and genuine, unaware of the thoughts that rest in the forefront of his mind.

You’re surprised when he pushes you against the passenger door of his car afterwards, face buried in your neck, hands groping at your chest. He pants against your skin, asks if he can fuck your tits when you get home, just one time, please, can he just try it with you once? And who are you to deny him? How could you when he looks so fucked out above you—eyes crossing and fluttering closed as he holds your tits by your stiff nipples to fuck his cock between the slick slide between them?

He’s gross and so perverted and you love it. Love it when he thinks he’s slick stealing your panties just to jerk off in them. When he thinks he’s getting away with coming inside of you when he thinks you’re asleep during the night. When he records your naked silhouette in the shower with the excuse of needing something in the bathroom. Gross, icky man that you can’t help but to love.

#I’ve had so many incomprehensible ideas today #tried writing one about bully BakuSquad but it just didn’t sound right :( #why is writing so HARD #anyway have this #love him gross and nasty #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #bakugou treats! 🍬

[tabbyrocks]

one thing I don't see talked about enough is how much better prototype Bakugo is compared to current bakugo.

I mourn the loss of prototype bakugo EVERY. DAY. he would of been funny. and not actually an asshole.

but most importantly, he would have been autistic coded.

HE COULD HAVE BEEN. AUTISTIC.

#bnha #mha #anti bakugo #anti bakugo katsuki #anti bakugou #anti bakugou katsuki #also it would make bakudeku significantly better #and before you say “b-b-b--b-b--but izukus trauma!! it would never work!!” #dont act like izukus trauma ever gets acknowledged in anything other then bakugos character. #and if its that important #then make it so izuku was still bullied #by other kids. side characters. #and just an idea #but maybe prototype bakugo just never really stood up for him and feels guilt in that way instead #could of been childhood best friends that fell out or somthing #like there are so many possibilities. but we got “asshole that bullied him for a decade” #mha critical #bnha critical

[willowser]

your son is in that age where he's throwing a lot of fits for not getting what he wants, and you get so fed up with him one day that you wrap him up tight in a blanket and scoop him up into your arms, hugging him to your chest so he can't move.

you come into the living room and tell katsuki, "look at this fussy little baby!" and you force a bunch of kisses all over his face as he squeals with laughter.

and then eventually katsuki takes him from you and rocks him around violently, before ticklingly him under his little pits. "a baby? didn't know we had another damn baby in the house,"

#i've been with my nephews all weekend can you tell #and then he laughs so hard that he starts screaming so you take him back from katsuki all 'oh no the baby !!!' #and katsuki says — with a big frown directed at his son 'sounds like the baby needs a NAP' #and then he holds him upside down by his ankles LOL #affectionately bullying #cw children #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: dad bakugou #✿ theme: domestic bakugou

[1-800-cybersaint]

hahaha wouldnt it be crazy if you continued that bully bakugou post hahah/j

wtf i didn't get a notification for this but i can't stop thinking about you finding out how hard it makes him.

he pushes you down again and you frown up at him, and he's just standing over you with his eyes a little wide and his breathing off, and he watches your eyes shift down to the bulge in his pants and he can see how embarrassed it makes you.

and god, that makes it worse, doesn't it? because it embarrasses him too, but now he's staring at you from across the room and you won't make eye contact with him. he's trying not to palm himself through his pants, but you're shifting in your seat awkwardly and the idea of his cock being on your mind nearly makes his eyes roll back into his skull.

(meanwhile— of fucking course you're thinking about it. bakugou katsuki, who has been bullying you all your life, getting hot and bothered at the puny sight of you. you've never thought about him that way because he's always been such an ass, but now you can't stop wondering if he'd keep that same cool facade with his cock down your throat.)

#anon #bully bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou smut

[thecuriousquest]

You Know You Love it Part One

Yandere!Bully KiriBaku x Reader

Warnings: Bullying, bondage, violence, degradation, masturbation, masochism

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

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Today is a bit different. You wake up, put on your glasses, get dressed, have a quick bite to eat, and then head to class. You’re early as always by thirty minutes.

Feeling a hand on your shoulder, you turn around to see who’s invading your personal bubble. It’s someone you don’t even know. You can’t remember if you’ve ever even met this guy before.

He shoves your back into the locker before you can question him, hard. It knocks the breath out of you.

This boy gets up in your face and hisses, “I heard you do people’s homework. Looks like it’s my lucky day.”

You sputter and wriggle around in his grasp, but his hands don’t falter as they keep you pinned to the metal lockers. “I’m not doing your fucking homework!” Feistiness pumps through your veins, giving you enough energy to try to fight off his strong grip.

“You will do it, or I’ll beat you every day until you do,” he threatens.

You close your eyes. His breath smells awful. You could vomit right in his ugly face.

Out of nowhere, you don’t feel his hands on you anymore. Peering through your glasses, you see Katsuki and Eijiro pull him off of you and push him to the floor.

“Picking on our little mouse, hu? That’s our job,” Kirishima tells him while Bakugou delivers a hefty kick to the boy’s stomach.

“We. Own. Her.” Every word is accentuated with a stomp to his corpse.

The redhead and blonde finish up beating this guy, and your heart flutters at the masculine energy they emit. You can’t help but squeeze your thighs together, attempting to create a bit of friction.

Kirishima turns to you and pulls you by your hand. He seems as though he’s checking you over for any bruises, but he never asks if you’re okay. “You’re so weak and helpless,” is all he says as he finds a bruise on your wrist.

It’s Katsuki who is more determined to get this message through your head. Taking a chunk of your hair in his grip, he pulls you in close. “Why did you have to go and get bruised by some fucking extra? Hu? Can’t even fend for yourself? Fucking pathetic. Bruising you is our right, nobody else’s. You got that?” His gruff voice sends shivers down your spine.

You want to moan. By God do you want to let such a naughty sound escape your mouth. Your scalp burns horribly in his punishing hold, but it hurts so good you can’t even comprehend why.

“Fuck off, Bakugou!” Is what comes out of your defiant mouth instead.

It’s Eijiro who gives you a malicious chuckle. He puts a hand on his best friend’s shoulder and tells him, “How can such a little nerd have such a big mouth?”

“Beats me, but we oughta do something about it.” His grin grows wider with an idea.

———

They use the tie from your school uniform to bind you to the shower head. Frightened yet completely turned on by what’s about to happen, you struggle to fight your way out of the situation your loud mouth got you into.

“Please, don’t do this. Kirishima, Bakugou, you don’t have to do this. Please?!”

You watch Bakugou reach for the faucet right behind you. “Don’t you do it! Don’t you dare fucking do it! Gah!”

Cold water rushes over your skin, drenching your clothes. It shocks you, and for a few seconds, you forget to breathe. Then, you’re crying out pleas for them to turn off the shower because the temperature is biting through your flesh as it saturates your uniform. You stomp your feet, you pull on your binds, and you beg at the top of your lungs, but they just watch you with amusement on their faces.

The utter dominance. It riles you up.

It’s sickening how this kind of shit gets you off. You never know what to think about it. How can your tormentors make you want to fall to your knees and masturbate until you’re so exhausted that you fall into a mini coma? That’s probably what you’re going to do when you get off to this little scene later on tonight if you’re being honest with yourself.

The frigid water washes you horribly, making you tremble. They love to talk about you like you’re not even there.

“I guess we should turn it off now,” Kirishima says.

The ash blonde shrugs. “Give it another minute.”

By the time they turn the water off, your teeth are chattering. You have slight burns from where your wet tie rubbed against your wrist, but you don’t pay any attention to it as you try to warm up your arms. Shaking and rubbing your long sleeve shirt is all you can do to try to gather warmth.

“Aw, look at her, Kirishima. She looks so cute, like a little mouse caught in the rain.”

The redhead walks over to you and brushes your chin with his knuckles, making you look up at him.

“Learn your lesson?”

“Y-y-yes,” you barely manage in your current state.

“That’s adorable.” He laughs at you.

They both laugh at you.

———

You have just enough time to run back to your dorm and change into a new uniform. Your hair is still wet, and you’re afraid you might catch a cold, but your grades are much more important than your health.

Hating having to rush, you make it back to class just in time for the bell to ring.

Katsuki and Eijiro corner you at your desk and demand their homework. You comply, giving them the papers that will ensure a good grade.

They leave you with that fluttering feeling in your wet pussy.

#my hero acedamia #yandere #boku no hero academia #katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugo my hero academia #yandere katsuki bakugou #bully bakugou #yandere kirishima #yandere kiribaku #bnha eijiro kirishima #eijiro kirishima #triggering content #bullying

[sapphic-agent]

Let's Talk About Izuku and Bakugou's Relationship

Happy New Year, everyone! Thought I'd kick 2024 off with a new post. I haven't written an in-depth analysis in a while, so I figured now was a good time.

So, I've touched on this before, many times in fact. If you've seen my other posts, you know that I think that the BKDK relationship is a clusterfuck of codependency, abuse, and toxicity. But I don't think I've ever analyzed it frame-by-frame, so here's an attempt.

Childhood

The lake scene has the most focus than any other flashback in the series. It's meant to show us why Bakugou hated Izuku; he assumed Izuku looked down on him and saw him as weak. It's supposed to support the idea that Bakugou has an inferiority complex that's been present since he was a kid and that's why he lashes out at Izuku and wants to be rid of him. Because Izuku makes him feel weak.

But this isn't true. Or, it doesn't paint the whole picture.

One thing the lake scene seems to gloss over is the fact that Bakugou was always mean to Izuku. Maybe he wasn't as harsh and could be written off as just a kid being a kid, but he still made fun of him. He still went out of his way to make him feel bad about himself and humiliate him. He called him "Deku" way before either of them were (or weren't) given a quirk.

And he only ever did this to Izuku, not the other kids part of his posse. He, even at such a young age, saw Izuku as an easy target, someone he could easily shove around because he knew Izuku wouldn't fight back (this would persist for the next ten years).

It's important to note that there's only one instance where Bakugou's behavior towards Izuku turns violent. It's when Izuku defends a kid that Bakugou and his posse are picking on. This is the moment where Bakugou becomes physically aggressive; not when he found out Izuku was quirkless, during the lake, or any time before. It's here, when Izuku stops being the defenseless wimp who won't stand up to him. He doesn't like that Izuku stepped out of the mold he had confined him to (I'll come back to this later).

The truth of their childhood together is that Bakugou was always inherently awful to Izuku. It wasn't like he experienced one bad moment that flipped a switch, Bakugou liked picking on Izuku from day one.

Middle School

There isn't much to say about their days at Aldera other than it's just a progression of escalation from their childhood. They've settled into their roles as abuser and victim. Bakugou knows he can say and do whatever he wants and Izuku won't defend himself because it's been the status quo for a decade.

He revels in that power he has over him, likes to remind Izuku of his "place." And if he steps out of line, Bakugou exerts that power over him to shut him right down, stressing his inability to do anything about his situation. It's a cycle of abuse.

Deku vs Kacchan Part 1

I've already talked about this scene before, but this is also another example as to what I was alluding to above.

As @delawaredetroit pointed out in a post from a while ago, Bakugou isn't feeling betrayed here. He himself has said time and time again that he and Izuku weren't friends. He cares about the fact that his victim now has power of his own.

All their lives, Bakugou had the power and Izuku was powerless. That was the dynamic they were used to and the one that Bakugou was aware and repeatedly took advantage of. But now, Izuku isn't powerless or defenseless. He no longer fits the mold that Bakugou had tied him to since childhood. That's why Bakugou is so upset; not because Izuku kept something from him but because the power imbalance between was shifting.

And it's why he tries to use guilt-tripping here. He wants Izuku to feel bad, wants to reestablish some of the control over him he just lost. And it works, because Izuku tells him he inherited his quirk completely unprompted after the fact. Bakugou knows he has the power in their relationship and has no issues abusing that power.

Sports Festival

I don't have much to say here, but I would like to point out something very inconsistent concerning Bakugou's interpretation of his relationship with Izuku. He claims that Izuku kept following him around and that he couldn't get rid of him, which attributed to his dislike. But even if that was true when they were 5, it's actually the opposite at least from middle school on.

Bakugou went out of his way to target Izuku in the first chapter/episode. He also tracked him down after the Sludge Villain incident. He's initiated every one of their confrontations in UA. And here, he deliberately eavesdropped on Izuku's conversation with Todoroki.

I don't know whether to call it hypocrisy or ignorance, but Izuku was content to leave Bakugou alone. Bakugou's the one who's constantly harassing and obsessing over him.

Final Exams

Izuku daring to display confidence and competence invokes immediate physical violence in Bakugou. He doesn't like that Izuku is talking to him like he's an equal, he doesn't like that Izuku dares to step outside of his role as a victim. Bakugou wants Izuku to act like he's below him and gets agitated when he doesn't do that. He, in this moment, cared more about putting Izuku in his place than his own grade.

Deku vs Kacchan Part 2

I mentioned that BKDK is codependent in the beginning of the post. This is what I mean.

Bakugou can't cope with the fact that he isn't the best and takes it out on the only target he has. Izuku had nothing to do with his shortcomings, but he still felt the need to establish superiority over him; a grasp for some measure of control.

Like I said above, he's well aware of the power he has over Izuku. Do you think he would have tried this with Todoroki? Or Tokoyami? Or Iida? No, because he knows that none of them would have even dignified him with a response. But he knows he can control Izuku in a way he can't with other people. He feels comfortable treating only Izuku as his emotional and physical punching bag.

The Apology

It's interesting that prior to apologizing for treating him badly, Bakugou proceeds to treat Izuku badly.

This interaction is important because it's their first major conflict after Bakugou's "redemption." We're supposed to be at the point where he's changed. But he still resorts to insults and goading. His first instinct is still to put Izuku down.

I've said most of what I needed to about the apology. But I do want to mention that coming from Bakugou's mouth, it grossly understates what happened during those ten years. Because the abuser is the one telling the story, his transgressions don't seem that bad. He's the one controlling the narrative, so his classmates- Izuku's friends- don't know the full story. They don't know what Bakugou put Izuku through. Bakugou comes off looking sympathetic to their peers by speaking "his truth."

Was this his intention? Probably not as Bakugou doesn't really care what others think about him. But it does raise the point that this is the extent as to how Bakugou sees his past self; as a stubborn, overzealous child and not the abuser that he was

#anti bakugou katsuki #anti bakudeku #romantic and platonic because both suck #mha critical #bnha critical #izuku deserves better #long post #relationship analysis #tw bullying #tw abuse #tw suicide baiting