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chaiiskindagross · 1 year
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Could you do a Bakugou x female chubby reader where she’s riding him and unexpectedly puts him in the Amazon position 😩
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notes: the way i fucking HOLLERED. i ain’t never thought of this before and… honey i am on the ground. if i could i would smooch your forehead for giving me this request
katsuki bakugou x chubby! dom! fem! reader
Sweet Spot
I am sweating profusely at the thought of how this happened and what happens as soon as it’s executed.
Like, fucking imagine bulky ass pro-hero dynamight becoming a babbling bottom bitch when he’s suddenly folded like an omelette, forced to bend to accommodate for his cute lil’ chubby partner who’s decided to ride him in the amazon position, reverse mating press anyone? what should this be called.. fuck, i dunno, the seed stealer? alright anon, LETS FUCKIN’ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Splayed out on his back like a pillow princess, a hand pressed against his sweat-drenched face, his mouth hanging open as he pants like a restless animal. He’s trying his absolute hardest to keep it together, to not moan so loud, to not whimper the way his body was telling him to. While one hand was shielding him from his surroundings, the other was on your waist, gripping onto it as you rode him, bouncing your lower body like you were riding over a worn down, cracked, and filled-with-holes road, lined with speed bumps. You were covered in a thin layer of sweat as well considering how long you’d been riding him, fucking the stress out of the poor man after an especially difficult patrol. But, you were dissatisfied by his self-control and attempts to hide his more vulnerable side that was brought out in the bedroom. Leading you to become more and more frustrated as you kept at it. And then, a brilliant idea came to mind.
Suddenly, you slowed down to a full stop, deciding to try out a brand new position that would surely force some noises out of Katsuki that he wouldn’t be proud of, causing you to pull yourself from his cock that bobbed from the sudden movement. The blond had noticed the way you stopped bouncing and looked at you hazily, his eyes half-lidded as he stared at you in confusion. He was about to protest, only to feel you suddenly start maneuvering his lower body around with purpose and determination. Of course, he’s not going to take this laying down (literally and figuratively) so he starts trying to voice his protests.
Suddenly, you slowed down to a full stop, deciding to try out a brand new position that would surely force some noises out of Katsuki that he wouldn’t be proud of, causing you to pull yourself from his cock that bobbed from the sudden movement. The blond had noticed the way you stopped bouncing and looked at you hazily, his eyes half-lidded as he stared at you in confusion. He was about to protest, only to feel you suddenly start maneuvering his lower body around with purpose and determination. Of course, he’s not going to take this laying down (literally and figuratively) so he starts trying to voice his protests.
“—hell you doin’? why are you— haaaah… f-fuck!”
With vigor and the urge to /break/ the prohero, you had hooked your arms beneath his knees and pushed them towards his chest, forcing him into a reverse mating press, otherwise known as the amazon (no jeff bezos here sweet thangs). After bending him to your will, you sunk right back down, impaling yourself on his leaky cock that was far too sensitive, moving your hands to rest on the sides of the bed besides his ears. Your feet were planted firmly on the bed as you stared down at your bewildered boyfriend, a giddiness and a glint of mischief in your eyes as you began bouncing again, deciding to gradually build up speed by start off slow but harsh. The impact of your slick soaked pussy swallowing him up, your ass slamming down against his balls simultaneously made him whimper. And no no, not just any kind of whimper. The kind of whimper you’d hear if you stubbed your toe extra hard into the corner of a coffee table that wasn’t where it was supposed to be. The kind of whimper that meant something was too much, too out of control, too intense. It seemed you had found a sweet spot.
The hand that was covering his face had fallen, instead it gripped onto the pillow beside the one he was laying his head on, the other hand that had been resting on your waist was now gripping onto one of the bars that made up the headboard. His face had reddened profusely, telling him apart from a tomato would be difficult, and his eyes were rolling into the back of his head, almost as though he was having an exorcist preformed on him. The spiked bangs that often framed his forehead was now plastered against his skin and he looked like a whore. A whimpering, moaning, babbling whore that was trying his best not to cum too fast so that this wouldn’t end. Not only was this position milking his cock just right it was stretching out his back ‘n hips, and gods these noises he was making were sinful, nothing like he’d ever made.
“Nghh… like that.. like that.. Hah.. f—FUCK!”
Was that really him? He could barely recognize his own voice that had dropped a couple of octaves but was still a striking contrast to the whimpers that continuously escaped his parted lips that were almost as red as his face after he’d bitten them nearly raw. The sight was divine. You had to commit it to memory. Of course, you had to tell him this as well, wanting to see if he could become anymore flustered. “Aha.. ‘suki.. you’re so pretty.~ Who-—who knew you could m-make such pretty… sounds?~”
He would have cursed at you and threw a fit but alas, you were picking up your pace, your sticky cunt dribbling all over his cock and sucking him to near blanks with the use of your velvety walls. “Jus’f’ryou..” He rambled, jumbling his words together into one moaning mutter. “Feels… good, s’good, s’fuckin’ good.” The prohero manages to moan out, nearly bursting at the seams when you reach forward to grab onto his hands and interlock your fingers with his, pressing the back of his hands into the bed in a romantic gesture. As you gazed down on him, you took note of the lovesick expression on his face, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth as his cheeks became drenched in drool. Who knew the explosive hero had such a sweet spot?
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sei-rq · 1 year
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Headcannons on Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki
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Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who holds you by the waist and buries his face in your shoulder whenever he wakes up from a nap
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who loves it whenever you come up to him and kiss his forehead.. it's so calming to him, plus he falls in love with you even harder everytime you do that
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who likes to keep his hand on your thigh whenever he is driving.. (that's so hot though, and for what)
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who throws temper tantrums like a toddler whenever you're not up for cuddles because apparently you're "busy"
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who likes to wear your clothes even though they barely fit him, example your hoodies and shirts, they're so small on him but he just finds comfort in them in a way
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who gets jealous easily and you have to give him like 50 kisses so he talks to you again just because he saw you patting Shouto's head
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who is a fool in love and would kill himself twice for you and not regret a single thing
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who kisses your jawline and then this certain spot in your neck that leaves butterflies in your stomach
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who would pick you over and over again in a room filled with beautiful women
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who isn't exactly clingy, he just wants you to know he's yours and he shows that through either words or physical touch
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who clings to your waist when no one is around to watch since he isn't a fan of PDA
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who offers to hold your hand when it's cold out
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who would love you till his last breath and forever if possible
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bakubunny · 4 months
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bad days & insecurities | katsuki x f!reader
a/n: here’s another untouched excerpt i had sitting in my drafts that i don’t think i’ll finish. enjoy.
tw: f!reader, chubby reader, insecurities, comfort fluff
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“Just - just don’t fucking touch me,” you said angrily.
“The fuck? What do you mean, don’t touch you?”
You chanced a glance his way and saw the hurt in Katsuki’s eyes. Maybe it was better this way. Maybe-
“Huh?”
“I mean don’t touch me. I don’t want to talk about it,” you replied. “And I know you hate it when I tell you that, but that’s the answer you’re getting.”
“No, it’s not. What the fuck is going on?” he asked, his voice raising.  
“It doesn’t fucking matter, Katsuki,” you shouted. “Just drop it.”
You walked to the bathroom hoping to secure some privacy, but Katsuki wasn’t having it. 
You reached for he handle as he slammed the door away from your hand into the wall, wide open. You knew him enough to know it took all of his effort not to force you to look his way. But right now you didn’t care. Everything inside hurt, it hurt too much. All you wanted was the hot water on your back and the lights off so you didn’t have to see what parts of you didn’t deserve him. 
“If you don’t get the hell out of this bathroom and let me shower-”
“Look at me.”
“No,” you said. 
He wouldn’t let it go. 
“Please, baby. I - I won’t yell, I promise,” Katsuki said, pain evident in his voice. 
It felt like hot daggers in your stomach. A lump grew in your throat. 
“It’s not that. Not you. I’m sorry for being so childish,” you said. “I’m having a really tough day, that’s all.”
“Then let me-”
“No,” you said firmly. “I need to be alone.”
Katsuki stood quietly. 
“Please, Kats.” Tears threatened to fall down your cheeks. 
“Was it that fucking bitch again? She getting into your head?” he asked. 
‘That bitch’ was a shitty coworker who never seemed to shut up about you. What you ate, what you wore, how your body looked, your job performance. Someone who had the gall to tell you to your face that you weren’t good enough for the hero standing in the room. Who said that he could do so much better. 
“No, I just…” 
“What is it?” he said. 
“You don’t want the truth.” Your voice was quiet and pleading. 
“The fuck are you on about, babe? Yes, I do.”
You took a deep breath. “You deserve better. I don’t want to elaborate. And I don’t want you to console me or tell me I’m wrong right now. My body feels gross, and I want to process it on my own.”
The crushing hug he pulled you into knocked the air out of your chest. “Kats-”
“Shut it. I want to hold you, n you’re gonna let me,” he said grumpily. Katsuki kissed you on the head. “Fuckin’ tellin’ me I can’t touch you. ‘S bullshit.”
You cracked a little grin, your face pressed into his chest. He held you in silence for what felt like ages, but eventually a calmness soothed the tightness in your stomach.
“I love you. Can I shower now?” you asked.
He sighed. “Fine. But I’m not done with you, little miss. You owe me a damn kiss or ten after that.”
You laughed and met his scowling gaze.
“That’s fair.” You leaned in and stood on your toes. “How about one for the road to start with?”
“‘S more like it.” Katsuki lifted your chin, pressing his soft lips to yours.
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writingwhileblvck · 16 days
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Can you do one where Bakugou gets from work horny and he walks in on you fingering yourself?
Absolutely! I changed it up just a tiny bit, but nothing crazy, so I hope you enjoy!
Stress Reliever
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Paring: Bakugou x Fem Reader
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Both you and Katsuki knew, in being hero's you would both have to find time for each other. However, when you have shifts that contradict each other, that becomes a lot easier said than done. Especially lately, since there has seem to be a surge of new villains that was currently infesting the city. It was nothing that too difficult to handle but with Katsuki on night patrol, the extra work was keeping him away from you for longer than either of you would like.
Tonight you figured you get some work done instead of lounging around the house, but you were really missing your man. Every inch of your body was craving his touch. His hands on your things, his lips on your neck, just the thought made you dizzy. But you put it out of your mind so you could work. Or... At least you TRIED. You really did try to get your mind off of it, because you had so much paperwork to finish. But as you sat at your desk, the throb between your legs was becoming unbearable.
Ah. What the hell?
An aggravated sigh of defeat fell from your mouth as you leaned back in your chair. Katsuki was plaguing your mind, and in that moment all you wanted was his lips wrapped around your sensitive little clit. But in his absence you were the next best option.
Thank god you were home. You thought as you propped yourself on top of your desk. With your boyfriend's shirt already discarded on the floor, you laid back and ran your hands down your body, legs spreading instinctually as you slowly removed your soaked panties. Your fingers explored your wet folds, rubbing small circles on your clit and letting your mind wonder.
You imagine Katsuki sitting in your desk chair and eating you like a man starved. Sucking , slurping, and moaning into your hot cunt. Your rubbed faster, harder. You could practically feel his lips wrapped around your hardened nipples, as his fingers easily reached and abused that sweet spot.
You groaned in frustration, cause no matter how hard you tried, your finger would never be enough. So instead your reached into your desk drawer and pulled out your pink dildo. Using the big suction cup on the end, you attached it to the surface of the desk. You were already dripping, so you didn't even bother with the lube and just lowered yourself down.
You didn't give to fucks about the papers below you as you rode your pretty toy. They were already cover in the sticky juices and beyond saving. All you were worried about was cumming, and you bounced up and down like your life depended on it.
"Fuck Katsuki...."
The little toy didn't compare to his coke can of a dick and you knew it, but you were desperate. You reached back into the drawer and pulled out your rose shaped vibrator. Putting it on his highest setting you went to town on your poor clit.
And there you were, completely bare naked on top of your desk, fucking the shit out of yourself. You were so gone you didn't hear the front door open...
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Katsuki dragged himself through the front door of your shared home absolutely exhausted. This overtime was killing him. Having to do these drive by meeting with you was killing him too. Not being able to hold you like he wants, kiss you like he wants, fuck you like he wants... Even now, all he wanted was his girlfriend's sweet thighs wrapped around his face-
He pause though when he heard a weird sound coming from down the hall. It was late so he just assumed you'd already gone to bed. But oh was he surprised when he found you in your office desperately fucking yourself.
He watched you from the crack in the door, not daring to interrupt this beautiful sight. The moans that fell from your mouth were sinful, and each cry of his name went straight to his dick.
Katsuki palmed himself through his uniform as he watched your ass bounce on that pathetic dildo. Smiling to himself because he knows that he'll have you squirting within minutes when he gets his hands on you.
Eventually, Katsuki abandons just palming himself for just straight up stroking his hard cock. He paces himself with you as your moans get louder and louder. He can hear the squelching of your juicy pussy from where he was, the sound alone almost made him bust. But he was able to hold it together a bit longer until he heard you scream his name and squirt all over your desk.
He tried his best to stay quite has his thick, hot ropes of cum decorate your office door, but he knew he failed when he saw you shoot up and look straight at the door. Pushing the door open, he revealed himself in all his glory.
To say your were embarrassed would be the understatement of the century, as you tried to scramble from on top of the desk. Katsuki's voice is what made you freeze though.
"Might as well stay right there babygirl. It's daddy's turn to fuck you stupid." He was looking at you at a hunter about to capture its prey, and you could feel yourself getting worked up again.
So you did as he said, and arched that pretty ass up high for him. Because who were you to deny daddy what he wanted?
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loloslaystheday · 2 months
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Friendly Fire
pairing: katsuki bakugou x f!reader
prompt: katsuki is tired when he gets home from work. you allow him to cool down through you.
warnings: spicy content. idc who reads, just be warned.
note: i get bakugou fanfics on tumblr every single day and i just couldn’t help myself. ignore the title…
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bakugou sighed. right as he sat down just to take a breath, he got called to the scene of another crime. a robbery at that. why couldn’t the police handle a robbery? that’s what they’re for!
after he spent all day fighting real villains, he had to go to a robbery?
but, he cleared his head of the annoyed and spiteful thoughts and just rolled with it.
when he actually pulled up to the bank, he sort of realized why the police couldn’t handle it.
the villain, seemingly a teenage girl, waved from atop her dazzling blue pillar of water, inside of the pillar was a flow of money to the top. “hi, dynamight!”
he facepalmed so hard, the surrounding police officers thought he’d turn red.
“you can’t handle a teenager?!” he barked at the officers.
“she has a quirk!” one of them managed out, even though she was faced with his fierce scowl.
bakugou inhaled. he looked up at the young woman who was swinging her legs and whistling ladyfingers.
“i got it…” he grumbled.
despite the big game the villain was supposedly talking, it took no longer than 15 minutes for katsuki to wrap up the whole thing.
“you couldn’t take care of a little girl throwing a tantrum?” he’d ask the cops, signature scowl showing just how irritated he was.
he was quick to clock out and damn near speed home. when he finally opened the door, kicked off his shoes and slumped on the couch he was out like a light.
“tsuki?” he groans. you chuckle slightly at his pout and deeply furrowed brows. “sorry. you’re on the couch, baby, come to bed.”
his red eyes crack open slightly to look at you.
maybe he was just hella tired or you looked way too good at the moment to have just woken up, he assumed.
katsuki reached out to grab your other hand and you met him half way. you were about to speak, but cut yourself off with a gasp as he pulled you onto his lap.
“bad day.” he grumbled.
you shifted a bit to get comfy and ended up straddling his hips, eyes locked onto his.
“i’m sorry to hear that, baby.” you threaded your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp and occasionally pulling through knots.
his thumbs circled your hips, squeezing at the soft skin of your thighs and sliding his palms up and down your waist.
he couldn’t help himself but to kiss and suck your chest and neck, pulling you impossibly closer and waking up the more he heard your moans and gasps.
you didn’t mind it after all. he was hard at work all day and who were you to deny what he wanted?
as long as it calmed him down and you’d get a day off of chores tomorrow, you’ll let him do whatever he pleased to you.
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i feel like this is the second shortest fanfic i’ve posted here… ignore how bad i am at limes or lemons or whatever these are called- smut???
well just call it spicy… i’m bad at writing spicy stuff.
anyways-
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hentyehottie · 1 year
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For awhile my favorite pair of sweatpants had a hole in the crotch and after a long day of work I didn’t want to wear underwear and have them chafing my ass so I would just be very careful how I sat and shit but imagine how Katsuki would react if he found out you were walking around with no underwear on in pants that had a hole exposing ur pussy if u moved wrong. (My thighs are so big they mostly hid it lmao) I just imagine him being so mean about it.
Next time say hi 😭 buttt this was a great hc so I turned it into something lol
Pairing: K. Bakugo x Chubby Fem!Reader
Warnings: 18+ MDNI
fingering, degradation (use of slut, whore, etc), aged up characters, y’all are both adults
🌸Listen, Katsuki would totally be a mean little shit about this. But in his defense, It’s his first time dating a thick bitch so he probably doesn’t even know what chafing is 😭
🌸So of course he thinks you’re being a lil slut— thinks you’re a lazy little whore who probably cut the hole for easier access to play with your pussy.
🌸Or maybe you’re just being a dumb brat, trying to tease and tempt him, being selfish with your pretty pussy like it already doesn’t belong to him.
🌸He didn’t even know why you loved wearing those dumb ass pants anyway. He loved seeing your thick thighs and juicy ass in nothing but those cheeky pink panties with the heart design on the ass.
🌸So when he teleports himself from across the room to sitting beside you, he’s just that damn fast, he’s fucking floored when he catches a glimpse of your bare pussy through that hole.
🌸He looks at you with an unreadable face, but one thing you can tell, he’s fucking annoyed. Most of all he’s fucking offended.
🌸He’s got a face to ride and all this dick for you to sit on, yet you’ve resorted to rubbing your pussy through your pants like a horny loser in college.
🌸Next thing you know he’s slapping your laptop closed and tossing it aside like it’s not a thousand dollar piece of machinery.
🌸Then he’s on you, spreading your thick thighs and tossing your left leg over his shoulder. Your body goes rigid when you feel it—he’s rubbing your clit right through that hole.
🌸He just knows you cut it to fuck with him. But he doesn’t expect you to be as shocked as you are. You’re looking at him with those big dumb eyes and that stupidly cute face, makes him lose his damn mind every time.
🌸“What? This what ya wanted, right?” He’s taunting you heavily and on top of that you lose the feeling of his fingers rubbing those slow circles. Your whimpers of protest are pathetic, trying to be innocent when you’re really just a whore. His whore.
🌸“Wan’ me to stop?” He’s pressing his forehead up against yours, almost like he’s studying you. It’s so intimate but also intimidating, which is why you’re focusing your eyes down and away from his.
🌸“Do you want me to stop, dumbass?” His voice has more bass this time, a little scary but so fucking hot. The shaking of your head has him grinning evilly. “N-no.”
🌸Good cause after a light pinch to your clit, he’s flipping his hand palm up and stuffing two thick fingers into your cunt.
🌸You’re already wet and squelching around his fingers. He’s relentless, squeezing and kneading your thigh like a damn stressball as he fucks those fingers into you so hard and fast.
🌸You’re on the verge of tears with how good his fingers are making you feel. Especially when he begins to curl and flick them up and down, bumping that gummy area at the roof of your cunt and forcing a broken moan of his name for you lips. “Uhhuh, needy bitch.”
🌸He’s staring at your fucked out face, eyes fluttering open every so often, mouth open in a wide ‘o’. “Fuckin’ pathetic. Got a man but ya’ still gotta rub one out huh?”
🌸His taunting fell on deaf ears as he fucked you with his fingers. You’re too fucked out on a cloud of euphoria to even respond anything intelligent.
🌸Your sweaty palm is slipping against the smooth leather of the couch so you dig your nails into his forearms, having no where else to grab. Of course he doesn’t mind, he didn’t fight crime everyday to be afraid of a little scratches.
🌸You’re cooing and keening, several curses of ‘oh fuck’ and ‘right fucking there’ spilling from your lips. “Shut the fuck up, like I don’t know how to work your needy cunt.”
🌸Your eyes widen at his harsh words, cunt clenching simultaneously. “Kats, you’re b-being mean.” He doesn’t say anything, but he presses a kiss to your lips. Quick though, cause he’s still upset in love with you.
🌸As soon as he feels your pussy clenching around his fingers he’s pulling them out. Then he sits up, pulling you down and prying your legs wider, one pressed against your chest and the other strewn over the back of the couch.
🌸You might as well kiss those sweatpants goodbye babes cause as soon as he hooks his fingers inside that hole, the meanest smirk on his face, you hear the dreading sound of fabric ripping.
🌸You’d look down in absolute horror to see a gaping hole right at your crotch and his dick now freed, pushing right up against your sopping cunt.
🌸You saw all 8.5 inches of that slightly curved cock with his pretty pink tip kissing right up against your entrance, teasing with every shallow thrust he gave. “Relax baby, just givin’ you what you wanted..”
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tvgals · 10 months
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- SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY !
- the mha boys being ur big himbo country husband !!
cw- black! reader, y’all both grew up in the country somewhat, this is self indulgent srry (especially katsuki’s)
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- IZUKU MIDORYIA
imagine him doing work on the farm w his hair js drenched and oil on his arm
“sweetheart? i have lemonade!” you beam, bringing out a tray of two lemonades for you and your hardworking husband. “hey darlin’. your dress looks real nice.” izuku compliments, wiping his forehead of the building up sweat.
“well thank you!” you grin, handing izuku a lemonade and plopping down right next to him. “been workin’ hard. gotta get stuff right for you nd our lil’ youngin’.” coo’d your green haired husband, a reassuring hand resting on your belly. “i know, and i’m so proud of you.” you whisper, kissing izuku on his temple.
- KATSUKI BAKUGO
he’s the cutest
he loves using your grandmas recipes
“whatcha bakin’, baby?” you ask, wrapping your hands around katsuki’s biceps. “peach cobbler. you said you missed the way your grandma made it.” katsuki replied, a sweet smile on his face. you grin, you can only reminisce when your grandma would tell you and your thirsty cousins you’d have to wait until the rest of the family got there to eat a slice, the nostalgia hitting like a truck.
“yeah?” you say, the smell of peaches hitting your nose, but you know you’d have to wait a while to experience it best. “yep. only for my pretty wife.” katsuki turns around and kisses your forehead, holding you close.
-EJIROU KIRISHIMA
he’s so
he’s such a husband
he loves you
“cmon love bugs,” says eijirou, shaking you and your four year old son awake. “needa’ get y’all up, got stuff to do.” you groan, rolling to face your beefy husband. “i’m up..” you whine, rubbing your glossy eyes. “sure you are.” kirishima teases, pressing a kiss onto your nose. he then gets up and walks into the kitchen to start breakfast. “wake up babes..” you rub your sons back, trying to wake him up.
“what ya want for breakfast, honey?” kirishima comes back, standing in the doorway with this apron on. “i already have those strawberries in the freezer from last night, could have some of those, biscuits, rice, and eggs?” kirishima asks, smiling at you and y’all’s son. “that’s fine. thank you baby.” you grin. “anything, precious.”
- SHOTO TODOROKI
he’s such a family man
he loves family gatherings where he can cook on the grill
“shoto’s outside cookin’ the ribs.” you direct your mom, she’d asked ‘where was shoto?’ just so she could ask him all about you two’s relationship. (like the two of you aren’t already married) the rest of your family fawns over shoto any chance they get. they love the way he carries himself, the way he treats you and your family.
“baby?” shoto calls from the deck outside, you weave your way through the mix of you two’s family (mostly yours) and walk up to shoto. “yes?” you reply. only to get a soft kiss as a response. “i love you.”
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SFW version ::: Dating THE fucking Katsuki Bakugo
Part II (NSFW version ::: Dating THE fucking Katsuki Bakugo)
A/N ::: I'm absolutely feral delulu (god I hate that word but it's really all that can describe accurately how insane I am) for Katsuki right now.
C/W SFW ::: Brief language. Sweet Katsuki on date with ChubbyF!reader // you // y/n, new relationship, testing the waters, sweet Katsuki. Sorry. Had to say it twice. Soft touches here and there, sweet kisses. NSFW stuff will be posted soon.
I edited this many many many many times. So if I missed anything gross, lmk.
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Thinking about a fourth date with Katsuki that goes really, really well.
He picks you up in his Black Jeep that has green and orange interior (yeah, it sure does). It's a stick, too. And the gear shifter cap is a custom made piece; a black grenade. Anyway, he gets to your house and walks up to the front door wearing those fucking sexy ankle pants that fit him just perfectly. And a long sleeved polo shirt with that little alligator on it. The collar is popped up around his neck. Not because it's cold or anything. He was told by a friend of a friend of yours that you thought it was incredibly sexy that he wears it like that. Too bad his friend was fucking with him, though. You don't think it's unsexy. But you do have a hard time taking your eyes off of it. Just wondering why he wears it like that.
He holds his arm out for you as you open the door of your place and see him standing there. Looking all sorts of frickin’ handsome. You take his arm with your much smaller hand and he stops for a second to double-check your door is locked up tight. He smiles and tells you that you can never be too sure. There's a lot of crazies nowadays. It warms your heart at how considerate he is about your safety. I mean, he IS a hero. It's kind of second nature for him to be like that. But it's still sweet, though.
You're walking to his Jeep and he opens the door for you and holds your purse while you buckle up. He makes sure your feet are inside the vehicle so he doesn't slam the door on your freshly painted toenails. He'd feel like an absolute asshole if that happened. Like, how do you come back from something like that when you're just starting out dating? Nah, he knows better. He makes his way around to the driver's side, still holding your purse. He hops in, he doesn't climb in. He's so damn tall that his legs allow him to ease his sweet, tight little ass right onto the seat. Handing you your purse, he buckles up too.
His feet get into position; on the clutch and the brake, and he starts it up. The radio was on. From what you heard, it sounded like a motivational/self-help thing. You heard the words 'believe in yourself and you can accomplish anything. You … deserve to be loved, too.' He moved to turn it off so fast that it looked like he was beating it up. 
You put your hands on him. One on his shoulder, the other on his thigh, and leaned over to give him a single, self-denying kiss on the cheek. He smiled at you and you know his eyes were screaming thank you for not saying anything about this.
On the drive to the restaurant, he asked you about your week. It was hard to catch up with him throughout the week sometimes. He has a busy schedule. Still, you appreciated him asking you about how yours was. You talked about how quickly the time went by and how happy you were about that because you were looking forward to your date with him tonight.
He looked over at you at a red light and put his right hand on your thigh and gave the fat on it a tight squeeze. Your skin filled out nicely in his hand. The light turned green and you immediately  missed his fingers digging into your flesh as soon as he put them back on the shifter. It was just nice to feel his touch after not seeing him for 5 days. Though you talked, it wasn't the same as being with him.
The restaurant he's taking you to for dinner has valet parking. He pulled up to the front and tossed his keys to the valet like some kind of cool guy. It made you giggle. You saw him slip a $20 to the kid as he pulled them in close and told them if they so much as got an extra speck of dirt on his Jeep he was going to rip them a new asshole via their belly button. The kid looked at you and all you could do was shrug your shoulders at them and flatten your lips, nodding.
Katsuki walked around to your side again and stuck his elbow out for you to take. You proudly took it and the two of you walked into the restaurant and were blown away by the fanciness of it. Like, ballgown/tuxedo fancy. You looked at each other and the back at the space around you. Slowly backing away, you asked him what happened. He said he didn't know. Nothing was mentioned about super dress code attire and how do you feel about getting something on the pier?
Honestly, you didn't care if you had to eat peanut butter and jelly in a back alley with a decomposing body. You really just wanted to be with him right now. Though you reconsidered the decomposing body and swapped it for a huge dumpster.
The valet brought his Jeep back. Scratch free, and you two did the whole door dance and he drove down to the water. The lights along the walk were beautiful. Soft and white. It made his usually sharp features fuzzy and warm. You couldn't stop looking at him. At his lips. You wanted him to kiss you. Just one. Nothing too heavy. 
As luck would have it, he caught you looking at him when you thought you were being sly. Without saying a word, he cupped your cheek in his hand and leaned down to give you the one, sweet kiss you had been craving since you last were together.
It left your cheeks red, blood hot, and your body dizzy. Your eyes fluttered at the gentle gesture. He let his lips hover just out of reach for a few seconds afterward. You wondered if he was testing the waters. To see if you'd lean in for more. And oh my god, you wanted to. You wanted to kiss him everywhere. But as this was only your fourth date, you managed some self-restraint. Though you'll never know how you did. He looked so sexy tonight. He looked so sexy every time you saw him. 
The two of you made you way down the walk to some vendors and he ordered for the both of you. Some noodles and toppings you've never tried before. They were so good. You enjoyed your time there with him more than you would have at some stuffy old, high maintenance restaurant. He offered to get you a dessert but you declined.
That set him off. "You not eatin' in front of me or some shit like that? Goddamn it, you're sexy as hell. EAT SOME DESSERT!" But you told him you were still full from dinner and you'd love some dessert later. He blushed at his overreaction. You blushed, too. But for an entirely different reason.
A little later into the walk, you took a chance and reached out for his hand, taking it into your own. His palm was sweaty, and he apologized for being a little nervous. He doesn't date - like, ever. Except for you and it's still so new that everything is just a bit scary. Despite his sweaty hand, you held it anyway and laid your head against his bicep as the two of you walked further down the pier to look out over the water.
You walked all the way out to the end and leaned over the railing, dropping a few pebbles into the water that you'd picked up along the way.
"Be careful, don't fall in dum- I mean, just be careful." He almost called you a dumbass but he caught himself. It's an adjustment being around you. One that he's growing to like more and more the longer this almost ruined date goes on.
"I won't fall in," you laughed. "And even if I do, I have the best hero there is to rescue me." You blew him a kiss after you said that and he started toward you, catching it.
"I think you lost something, just now, miss. Does this belong to you?" He put his arms on either side of you and leaned over to kiss your cheeks. So. Softly. You found yourself leaning into him just to get more pressure from his lips. Pulling his head back, he looked at you. Bright red eyes looked over your face to read your expression.
"I didn't lose it, I gave it to you. 'Dumbass'." Smirking, you reached up and brushed the hair away from his forehead. "You're getting a little long up here. I've never seen - um, well, I like it either way."
Tilting his head quizzically to the left he held his breath for a second. "You've never seen ... what? You've never seen my hair this long? How long you been watchin' me, woman?" Katsuki put his hands in his pockets and kicked his feet like you told him he was the most handsome, brilliant man on the planet. 
He thinks so, so why not?
It was adorable to watch him, THE Katsuki Bakugo, squirm. And no, you weren't going to let it slide.
"Yeah, ok. So what? I watch - tuh (sounds like watched but you broke the word apart so he wouldn’t hear you openly admit you had been watching him) you. I have watched you, throughout your career. Ok, ok. God! Twist my arm. I look for things about you. Updates ... and ... well, stuff. Ok? I - I've car- been interested in you for some time." You rolled your eyes. "Are you happy now? You got me to spill my g- mmm!"
Katsuki was in front of you in no time. Kissing you before his feet had even stopped moving. His hands rest gently against the deep curve of your waist. He bent at the knees so he could be a little more face-to-face with you. You're still about 6 inches shorter than he is so the kiss had you standing on your tiptoes.
It made you feel like you were in a movie; The tall handsome blonde Pro Hero bending over to kiss the shorter (hair color) haired girl in the flowing dress at the end of the pier built out over the water. The sunset behind you seemed too overkill until the rain-pregnant clouds drowned it out, if you were being honest. But this had been the perfect evening.
Even when it started to pour down rain it was like you had been caught up in a romantic monsoon. It was a full 5 minutes that you stood there. Lip locked. Hands wondering. Hands wandering. It was one of the first instances in your life that everything slowed down. Your first slow-mo moment. And you couldn't have asked for it to be with anyone else than Katsuki. 
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plussizeficchick · 11 months
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Hey guys.. so interesting factoid about me; I like to watch wrestling. I mean, tune in every week, watch the PPV’s, buy the merch type of fan.
Soo, let’s talk about Pro Wrestler!Bakugo
At first, he had no interest in it, he wanted a more rugged sport like football, but after his mother saw one too many players get CTE, she immediately pulled him from the sport.
He was angry at first because dammit, he’s not like those other extras on the field! But alas, to save himself an earful, he quit the sport as a two-time Super Bowl champion.
But he needed something else to let his aggression out. Something heavy-hitting.
That’s when he found pro wrestling.
At first, he was shit, he can admit that. He didn’t know how to run the ropes, he wasn’t with the high-flying shit and making people tap out didn’t satisfy his needs. That’s when he found his real fighting style.
Brawler.
He likes to beat people up. He likes pummeling his opponents into bloody heaps until they’re too far gone to even stand. And he especially likes the shiny belt that gets thrown over his shoulder after every title defense.
But nothing, nothing, compares to the cute, chunky commentator that sits at ringside.
He thinks you’re absolutely adorable, the way you try to shit on his matches and promos, and he knows it’s hard! He’s incredibly charismatic and he has the chops to back it up.
He corners you one day before a show, “Hey, Chubs. You got a problem with me or something?” He presses you. You’re a bit caught off guard and he uses that to back you up against a wall. “Cat got your tongue? Funny how you always seem to have something to say out there but when it’s just us…” You cut him off, pressing a firm, manicured finger into his chest. “Listen, asshole. I actually do have a problem with you. I think you’re full of shit. You walk around like you own the place, when the only reason you got your spot in the company is by kissing the boss’s ass. So yeah, I’ve got a fucking problem with you.” You storm off, muttering incoherently under your breath and fuck, Bakugo doesn’t think he’s ever been harder than he was right then.
The following week you’re the one cornering him in the hallway. “What the fuck is this?” You angrily shove the papers in his face. Bakugo smirks at the papers, “I see you got the news.” “No shit I got the news, what the fuck are you trying to do?” You press. Bakugo stands, towering over you. “Easy, Princess. All I told them was that I’d want to work with you more. I didn’t think they’d put us together. But then again, why wouldn’t they want to keep their top guy happy?” He’s smug, the bastard. And you want more than anything to wipe that smirk off his face.
“Fine then.” You grab his hand and lead him to his personal locker room. “If we’re gonna do this, I want it to look real.” The smirk drops from his face as you toss the door open. He follows behind you and locks the door when you instruct him to. Since when did you start telling him what to do?
By the time he turns back around, you’ve already made yourself comfortable on the large sofa. You removed your jeans and panties, tossing the lacy garment his way. “I want you to eat me out, Champ.” Fuck, you’ve got him hooked already.
He makes his way over to you, getting on his knees to breathe in your delicious scent. His mouth is practically watering as he sucks hickies onto your thighs, eager to finally dig in to what he’s been denied so long. You thread your fingers through his ash blonde hair, slightly tugging. “Hurry, ‘Suki.” You whine. He wants to hear you beg more, but he knows he’ll get the opportunity to later on.
He dives right in, lapping up your juices before sucking your clit into his mouth. You gasp at the feeling, bucking your hips up against his face. He’s messy, he spits on your cunt before lapping it right back up along with your juices. “Fuck, ‘Suki. S’good. Please.” You cry out. “Please what, Princess? Gotta tell me what you want.” He mumbles into your cunt. “Fingers. Please. Want your fingers, baby.” As much as he wants to deny, the pet name does something to him, he can’t help but comply.
He coats two fingers in your essence before slowly pressing the middle one inside, curling the finger in search of that special spot. You whine at the feeling, cunt clenching around him. “Gotta open up, baby. Gotta let me stretch you out for my cock.” He coos at you, his voice a striking contrast to how he sounds when he addresses the masses. It’s then that you come to the revelation that he only addresses you like that. He’s never loud, never aggressive when he’s with you. You don’t know why, but it has your cunt dripping that he’s only like that with you.
He slides in another finger, working you closer to your orgasm, and when he finally puts that heavenly mouth back to work, you feel your cunt spasming, core clenching as your orgasm washes over you. He milks it for all your worth and keeps going, and before long you feel another orgasm rush through you, though this one feels more different than the first.
“‘Suki, wait! I’m gonna-” “Cum, cum for me again, baby. Want you to soak my face.” You cry out as you cum for the second time that night, squirting all over Katsuki’s face. You grind your cunt against him, his nose bumping your sensitive nub. He lets you ride it out, before finally pulling away, your juices dripping from his chin. He licks his lips before pressing a fiery kiss to your lips, allowing you to taste yourself.
You hum at the taste, but you’re eager for the real star of the show. You pull at his belt, signaling that you want his clothes off, and who is he to deny you? He takes off his pants, but unlike you, he keeps his shirt on seeing as the show was going to start soon. His cock bobs up against his abdomen and the tip is a pretty shade of pink, with a few veins along the sides. Of course he has a pretty dick.
He runs his cock along your cunt, bumping the tip against your clit a few times before slowly pressing inside. He sets a steady pace, checking to make sure you're okay before increasing his speed. Before long, the room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping, and fuck, you’re a sight. Your face is flushed, with pretty tears streaming down your face, he can’t help but want a taste, tongue licking your tears before pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips, sucking your tongue into his mouth. He’s close, so fucking close, but he needs you to cum for him again.
“Cum f’me, baby. Cum for your champion.” And you do, your cunt clenched around his cock as you cum for a third time. You’re spent, but you want to feel him cum, want to feel him inside you during the show. You squeeze your cunt around him, eager to coax his orgasm from him. “Cum f’me, ‘Suki. Cum f’me, baby.” You know what the name does to him. Something so simple, yet so domestic just gets him ready to spill inside you. And he does, after a few more thrusts he’s cumming, the feeling of his seed filling you feeling so good, so warm.
You both stay connected for a moment, before you start to giggle. Bakugo’s head perks up at that, before joining you with a slight chuckle. “How long do you think before they realize we’ve been dating?” You ask, a dopey smile on your face. Katsuki kisses your cheek before answering, “I’d say a few weeks. You know I can’t keep my hands off you for too long. And now that I get to love on you in front of everybody, fuck yeah I’m gonna rub their noses in it.” You chuckle before pushing him off of you. “Alright, get me a towel. Show’s about to start.” “Yeah, you’ve got like 10 minutes.” “‘Suki!”
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getouslvtt · 9 months
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꒰ 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 ꒱
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reposting 🩷
HE’S ALWAYS BEEN ATTRACTED TO PLUS SIZE WOMEN, but something about you was different. maybe it was the way the sun kisses your skin in the mornings, or the way your voice is soft, or the confidence in every word spoken by you. whatever it was , bakugou was infatuated with it.
But today was a bit different. you weren’t your usual chipper, happy self. bakugou could tell something was off, but he didn’t want to pry. usually for lunch , your boyfriend would pick you up but of course bakugou notice he never showed. he decides to pretends he doesn’t know your in the office, he strolls up to the front desk, “startled” at your presence. “Oi, What are you doing here? Boyfriend late” , “EX”. His eyes widened, when he hears those words but he wants to make sure his kind isn’t playing tricks on him. “Come again” , “EX. I’m single. my “boyfriend” cheated on me and I dumped him”. part of bakugou wanted to jump for joy but he knew he had to contain his excitement. “O-oh , I’m sorry” , “it’s okay. I’ll be fine”.
There’s a brief moment of silence before bakugou speaks again, “wanna have lunch with me?” , “o-oh no , I don’t want to intrude”. “No, it’s fine”. He gestured for you to follow him, following behind him , you notice his physique and you can’t help but wonder what he looks like naked. You enter into his office. seating yourself at the desk with him. You pull out your lunch, which is sandwich, that you weren’t interested in eating, and bottle of water. “Where’s your lunch?” , “r-right here…” bakugou look me at you confused. “That’s garbage, hold on” bakugou pulls out his phone and texts someone. Five minutes later, someone is coming in, delivering food from your favorite take-out spot. “mr.bak-“, “katsuki” , “katsuki, you didn’t have to do this” , “I know, but I wanted to”. He smiles softly before returning to his food. You smile to yourself, thinking he’s the sweetest.
Bakugou pulls out his phone and scrolls through his emails, while you finish eating. He glances up at you , and you are the most beautiful women he’s ever seen. He only breaks eye contact when he notices you looking back at him.
💗💗💗💗
Working with katsuki has been amazing but you don’t know how much longer you can take it. I mean the man is gorgeous, a body chiseled by the gods themselves, the tattoos that peak from under the collar of his shirt, he’s a walking art piece for christ sakes and he’s clearly into you…at least you think he is. for the past few weeks , he’s been very distant. you two haven’t had lunch together, he always locks his office door saying he wanted to be alone. So you opted to eat lunch alone in your car.
god, why won’t she just kick in that fucking door and come in. Was just one of the thoughts that was running through katsuki’s mind as he rolled his erect nipple between his fingers and fisted his length with his other hand. Seeing you everyday was okay at first but it was when you would wear those dresses that made your curves even more delicious looking. & why did you have to hug him? The feeling of your breast against his chest had awaken the beast within. all he wanted to do was ravage yoy and never let go. God I shouldnt be thinking about her but..fuuuck , she’s so fucking perfect and she doesn’t even realize it. Katsuki thighs start to tense up when he pfeels his orgasm building. Katsuki. His eyes pop open when he hears your voice. The way you said his name drove him mad. Katsuki. that’s it say my name again baby…ah, m’so close. Katsuki. cumming-his orgasm rushes over him like a typhoon. his eyes rolled back, his body convulsed. that was a very intense orgasm, that literally took his breath away. He staggers to his feet, quickly trying to fix his clothing, hoping you don’t notice anything.
You sat in your car, pondering why katsuki was avoiding you. If I wanna know I gotta ask him. You give yourself a pep talk and head back into the building , Making your way to his office. Katsuki. You call out to him, but he doesn’t respond. Katsuki you call out to him again, this time you get a response. Katsuki stumbles in his office a bit before he finally opens the door. He looks a bit disheveled but you don’t question it. “Can we talk?”, “of course”. You walk over to the loveseat and take a seat. you pat the spot next to you, gesturing for him to join you.
“Did I do something wrong?” , “w-what do you mean?” , “for the past few weeks, you’ve been very distant with me.” Katsuki wanted to answer “it’s because I’ve been trying to surprise the urge to pin you against the wall and sink my cock into fat, dripping cunt” but what comes out is “I’ve just had alot on my mind”, “well, if you wanna talk about it, we can. you know I’m always here for you”, “yeah- I know”. You flash a soft smile before walking towards the door. Katsuki tries his best not to look at your ass, but he’s fucking mesmerized.
“Hey…umm, y/n” , you turn around , flashing a soft smile.”would you like to join me for dinner tonight?“ there’s a brief silent. Katsukis’ heart is racing, hoping you say yes. “I would love to”
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darkmajesty-xo · 1 year
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I’m still really new with piss kink and all that but I’m not with bullying and marking so I thought I come to your inbox to ramble about bully! Bakugou who sees you as his property and gets absolutely livid when you try to run to Kiri about his behavior
Unfortunately for you, he’s loyal to his best friend and instead of talking him down like you hoped he would, he’s whispering assurances in your ear while Bakugou marks his property with his hot piss
Sorry if it’s kinda sucky I’m a bit tired and just kinda wanted to talk
18+ MDNI | tw! piss, bullying, voyerism, coercion, fingering, dubcon, nerdy reader, college au
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Did you really think that he’d help you ?
Did you not notice the cruel smirk playing at his plush pink lips ?
They’re teammates, best friends even. You’re just some cute chick that does all his homework under the guise “tutoring” when he calls you pretty and whines that it’s “too hard”!
Today was no different. You sat at his desk with his chem assignment in front of you, but you couldn’t focus on valence electrons because your mind kept drifting to the horrendous show of dominance Bakugo subjected you to when some guy dared ask for your number. It’s not like you were going to give it to him ! You were actually turning him down when Bakugo walked up behind you— mouth to your neck and big hands groping your breasts over the hoodie he’d “gifted” you.
“Y’cheatin’ on me, baby ?” Murmured against your skin with a light nip against the healing marks on your neck. “No!” you squawked, appalled at the action and accusation because you weren’t even dating ! You could barely be considered friends because the only time he had something good to say about you was when he was cumming on your glasses.
“GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE EXTRA!” He snapped at the guy before pulling you into the nearest restroom to fuck you on the counter.
Kirishima noticed you’d stopped working and instead settled for chewing on your pen while rubbing your thighs together and staring off in the distance. He took this moment to take a quick snap to send to Bakubro.
“Whatsa’ matter, sweetheart” ? He cooed, suddenly bringing you back to reality. When did he get this close? And why was he staring at you like that ? It made you feel all tingly and god did his cologne smell good.
“i-it’s just— n-nothing, never mind” you stammered, convinced that nothing could save you from your situation. if you even wanted to be saved at this point.
“hey, don’t give me that” he pouted in that sickeningly sweet way that convinced you to be his walking textbook. “talk to me, beautiful. you can trust me”.
That was a lie.
If you were as smart as everyone thought you were, then you would’ve noticed him biting his lips as you recounted the encounter with Bakugo. How he slightly groaned when you told every lewd detail at his urging. He was practically feral when you told him that the blonde wouldn’t stop fucking you until you squirted around his cock.
But, you’re not smart.
You’re dumb.
Dumb enough to let the redhead pull you into his lap to “soothe you”. Silly enough to let him kiss the salty tears of humiliation that spilled against your cheeks and lips. Stupid enough to let him remove your clothes, save for the skull hoodie and fuzzy pink socks, and play with your sticky cunt.
And, fuck if it didn’t feel good. So, good that you failed to notice the door opening and closing, or the soft thud of a bag hitting the ground.
“Fuckin’ slut”.
It was his voice that brought you to reality, and orgasm.
“Shit, Bakugo! She clenched so hard when you said that. Someone likes being degraded, huh?” He chuckled against your neck, rough fingers still gliding through your folds as you rode out your wave.
“B-Bakugo , I-“
“Save it, slut. I can see exactly what you were doing” his voice was cruel, sharp enough to make you flinch but there were literal hearts in his eyes. Conflicting emotions swirling within him. Anger at you being in the hands of another man but arousal knowing that it’s his best friend.
“Relax, baby. I got ya” Kirishima whispered behind you, giving your hips a reassuring squeeze. You whimpered, trying to scoot closer to him and farther from the blonde lustful gaze.
Bakugo kneeled on the bed, thick cock laying flaccid in his hand but growing by the second. He ran it through your slick folds and tapped it against your sensitive bud drawing a shuttering breath. He leaned back on his heels, dick aimed at your pussy and aimed a hot stream of piss right against your core.
The men groaned in unison while you struggled in Kirishima’s grasp.
Bakugo scoffed, red eyes trailing from your glistening cunt to your watery eyes.
“Did you really think this perv would help you ? He’s worse than me !” That made the redhead chuckle. “Not true, Bakubro. I could never be mean to this cutie”.
“Yeah, yeah. We’ll see about that”.
@mhathotfic this was a perfect ask, so fun to write. we love a good pissy moment especially when bullies are involved. uwu 🥰
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chaiiskindagross · 1 year
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PART THREE zombie boyfriend! katsuki bakugou x chubby! genderneutral! reader
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Warm Bodies! zombie apocalypse au w/ quirks
TRIGGER WARNINGS: mention of corpses, but nothing else is worth noting, let me know if i need to add anything here.
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IT’S BEEN FIVE MONTHS SINCE THE BEGINNING OF THE APOCALYPSE.
Even before he’d been turned, Bakugou was known for being a man of little words so it wasn’t too difficult for him to have a phone call with his best friend, even after not being in contact for such a lengthy period of time. As you’d expect, Kirishima had done most of the talking, in which Bakugou would grunt and hum in response to whatever inquiries the man asked. You sat nearby in complete silence, not moving a muscle as you zoned in on the conversation between the two of them. Apparently Kirishima has been working with some of their shared friends, and started building a community of sorts for survivors they’d stumbled across. He then went on to explain that they had been doing their weekly exploration for survivors and food, when Kaminari had mentioned something about the electromagnetic waves being off in an area they were exploring. And since Kirishima had no idea what the fuck that meant, Sero was the one to explain and then led to Kirishima whipping out his phone to check for bars, much to the traveler’s surprise, his phone had fucking bars. And the first thing he did was call up his best friend. There was no way the blond would be dead during this time so he figured that there was a high chance he’d be able to get in contact with him by calling his cell phone, and to the graces of whatever forgiving god was listening, the call went through and here they were now, having their first conversation in months. 
After that was established with a little more detail than necessary (according to Bakugou), Kirishima proposed the great idea of meeting up in an area that was the halfway point between their locations. Much to your surprise, Bakugou didn’t seem to hate the idea and accepted the coordinates that Kirishima had given him, jotting everything down, along with an estimated time of arrival, and then hung up. Even though the call had ended, Bakugou made no effort to put the cell phone down, instead, he stared at it, it seemed like he was still processing what had just occurred. Who wouldn’t be stunned at such an unexpected development? 
You remained seated, simply watching his facial features for any changes. Usually, he had his usual scowl on but at the moment he looked relaxed and relieved, a bashful smile slowly creeping across his features. You wanted to coo at him but held back, waiting for his next move, or any indication that he was going to move. When it didn’t seem like he was moving anytime soon, you decided to clear your throat, catching his attention, which he gladly gave when he looked up from the little cellular device, turning to glance at you while putting it down onto the table, along with his forgotten book. 
“You look happy, shouldn’t we start heading out?” You asked, getting up from your seat to go towards him before taking a seat in his lap, picking up the notebook he had used to write down the coordinates and the meeting time. “I don’t think we could take a car to this place so we should get walking.” You offered but promptly waited for his input, feeling his arms snake themselves comfortably around your waist as the gears inside his head started turning. After a few seconds or so of making his decision, he hummed in reply, nodding his head before muttering something about getting enough supplies for their unexpected ourney. You quickly agreed and hopped off his lap, much to his dismay, to get started on your supply-packing so the two of you could be off and meet up with old friends and whoever else happened to be traveling with them. Hopefully, things would go smoothly, but knowing the universe, there was no way this was going to be a normal adventure. However, was that necessarily a bad thing? Frankly, it was starting to get a little boring staying in the apartment all this time with nothing else to do but watch movies and reruns of shows, occasionally picking up a book to read. This was new and a little exciting, even at the prospect of having to deal with some walkers along the way. 
… 
After you’d packed two backpacks for the both of you, filled with necessities, you got dressed after a much-needed shower and were excited about actually going to venture past the invisible border you and Bakugou had drawn around your apartment that was within five miles. You’d be going beyond that today which seemed pretty surreal, though you did find yourself replaying that day in the back of your head, stealing a few glances at your boyfriend as he slipped on a pair of combat boots he had scavenged from a neighbor’s house after having grown out of all his shoes after transforming. (good riddance to those horrendous ass church shoes) He sensed you staring and turned his head to glance at you, an eyebrow cocked as your eyes locked. The two of you had been doing exceptionally well, your routine hadn’t changed in the least bit aside from a few adjustments. You were happy. He seemed happy. There was no need to dwell on the past, was there? And who knows, maybe a cure was already being developed. But, did he want to be cured? You hadn’t asked him. Instead, you offered a small smile as you stared back at Bakugou, which caused him to huff, a light violet dusting over his cheeks as he went back to lacing up his boots, standing up afterwards to adjust his tight fitting black t-shirt, along with the green camouflage cargo pants he had on. He then picked up one of his newer hoodies, shrugging the slightly warming article of clothing on, leaving the zipper undone.. You soon followed suit, taking the two bags with you towards the front door and putting on your shoes, ready for your mini-adventure. You’d made sure to also wear warm clothes due to it being winter, which was a plus since you had extra layers on to shield you from being bitten by any wandering hungry beasts looking to bite a chunk outta your ass. That was Bakugou’s job anyway… 
Once you were both ready to head out the door of your apartment, you eagerly picked up one of the bags, ready to put the straps on so you could carry it on your back, only for it to be abruptly snatched right from your hands. Just like taking candy from a baby.. You turned to scold your hulking partner, only to see him already securing one of the backpacks onto his back and the other across his chest. He then held out his phone towards you, urging you to take it, which you did, already seeing that he had input the coordinates into google maps and pressed ‘start’ on the walking route directions there. Ah, so he was asking you to be the navigator while he would be the one to carry the bags. You didn’t exactly hate the idea and even if you protested, being the stubborn bastard that you loved oh-so-much, he wouldn’t give in to giving you any weight to carry, so you went on and stepped out of the apartment first, followed by Bakugo, locking the door behind you before the two of you began your journey towards the staircase that led to the ground level. Ever since the nomu attack, the two of you had been leaving the back way of the building to avoid any unneeded confrontation with walkers. And strangely enough, ever since Bakugou had turned, no walkers had come in sight whenever the two of you went out looking for food, it was almost unsettling with how much of a ghost town your part of the city had become. Maybe you should have been thankful for the lack of undead, but it still made you a little finicky, thinking about where they could have gone, or if there was a chance that there was a hoard collecting somewhere, ready to attack you and Bakugou at any point in time. 
This train of thoughts had led you to holding tightly onto Bakugou’s hand as the two of you began walking through the streets, fingers interlocked together as you kept your nerves under wraps. With one hand gripping his, you used your other hand to hold his phone that was currently giving you silent directions to your newest destination, frequently looking down at it to give a quick look over your next turn. You were glad that he’d opted for a solar power charging case, basically guaranteeing that the thing wouldn’t end up completely dead. 
While you were taking your job as navigator very seriously, quietly tugging Bakugou along in the provided direction you both needed to go in, he was acting as your diligent protector, constantly staying on guard and checking out every inch of your surroundings. Occasionally, he’d pull you a little closer to him when he heard some noise that almost always turned out to be some wild animal scavenging for food in random garbage cans. You appreciated his protective side but being randomly yanked around did earn a couple yelps of surprise from you that would have certainly alerted any nearby zombies, thankfully there didn’t seem to be any no matter what direction you walked in. It was almost as if they had all disappeared into thin air. 
Thanks to the lack of the undead, you two had managed to get to the meeting point in one hour, if you had to stop and fight off any of the undead it would have taken you longer but you didn’t have to worry about that apparently. 
The rendezvous location happened to be an old community center that the pro-heros often frequented for recreational activities such as swimming, basketball, weightlifting, and things of that nature. As you’d expect, it was abandoned and looked quite unkempt. Just like many other buildings that you’d passed by on your way there, mother nature seemed to be on the long and strenuous journey of reclaiming the land, building interiors starting to be overrun by an overwhelming amount of vines and other foliage. It was strangely beautiful but also a reminder of just how long it had been since the beginning all hell had broken loose. 
Per (purr) Kirishima’s suggestion, the two of you wandered into the weightlifting room and decided to camp there for a bit until the group had arrived. It was somewhat nostalgic, considering that the center was often used by heroes and children, meant for the community to get to know the heroes a little more personally. Thankfully, since it was a little deeper in the building it looked much better than the rest of the building aside from a few layers of dust that were caked onto the equipment. And to your surprise, there were no walkers in sight of the building, of course there was the occasional corpse here and there, but it was quiet all around, which both relaxed and perplexed you. 
Once you had got inside of the weightlifting room, Bakugou shut the double doors behind you both and you went to have a seat in one of the resting areas of the weightlifting room, sighing in relief as you began to stretch out your legs that were a little sore from having to walk for quite a bit without resting. Coming to sit beside you, Bakugou pulled one of the hydroflasks from the side of the backpack strapped to his chest and handed it to you after you had slid his phone into your jacket pocket. 
“Drink. You’re… breathin’ hard.” He verbally observed, watching you out of the corner of his eye as you unscrewed the top of the flask, gulping down quite a bit of the water before sighing relief. You hadn’t realized it until that moment but you had been panting after basically speed walking your ass over here, your throat burning quite a bit from darting to the rendezvous. You couldn’t exactly help yourself since you were eager to get from point A to point B, AND you had to keep up with Bakugou’s long strides. 
After drinking a suitable amount of water and getting your breathing under control, you exhaled, screwing the top back on and handing the flask back to Bakugou. He took it and replaced it, seeming to not be impacted in the least by the walk to the rec center. You were a tad bit jealous, even before he’d turned he had always been quite fit and in-shape, now with the extra height and muscle he was more than a force to be reckoned with. You playfully glared at the side of his face before leaning back into the chair you were in, giving a look around at the room you were in. Since you didn’t have to be all that quiet anymore due to being in a closed space, you decided to try and strike up a conversation though you kept your voice low to just a tiny bit above a whisper. 
“When do you think they’ll get here? I think we showed up a little too early… Isn’t it weird how no walkers have shown up or have been in the area? Do you think they’ve all been captured or killed?” You asked, suddenly starting to wonder if it was a good idea for Bakugou to meet old friends in the state he was in. What if they mistook him for the enemy and tried to kill him? Then again, why would you be sitting so close to him, unharmed, if he was really a threat? While you’d been pondering the thoughts, Bakugou had removed a little notebook from one of the front sections of the backpack on his chest, along with the pencil and had been writing down a response to your questions. You were brought out of your thoughts when he shoved the notebook in front of your face, forcing your vision to focus and hone in on the neatly written words on the page he’d written on, flipping the pages to read what he wanted to verbalize. 
They’ll be here soon. Those dumbasses are maniacs and are probably sweeping through the neighborhoods as we speak, nothing’s gonna kill them. And I don’t know. Do you want walkers to be roaming around everywhere you go? Could be a good thing if they’ve been captured or something of the sorts.
After reading his words, you considered your options about the latter subject, your brows furrowing as you considered the possibility that the walkers had all been captured. But that brought up a new worry. “If they were all captured doesn't that mean you’ll be captured as well? Let’s face it babe, you’re not exactly fully human anymore.” He rolled his eyes at your comment and took the notebook back, writing down something else for you to read after aggressively flipping to a blank page. 
You think I’m gonna let some jackasses abduct me? Hell no. Stop worrying, you’re not getting rid of me anytime soon. 
You laughed quietly at his words, glancing at him afterwards to see that he had puffed up his chest like some kind of alpha male. You would have bursted out laughing if you weren’t worried about alerting some kind of zombie hoard about your location. Suddenly, he stiffened, sitting up immediately as he sniffed the air, almost like a dog who’d just smelt trespassers. Thankfully, he didn’t growl, instead, his head snapped towards the door and he stared at it, waiting for whatever it was that was currently invading his senses to show itself. It wasn’t a walker, he could tell that through some sort of sixth sense, but he was unsure if it was one of his old colleagues or not considering he didn’t know what they smelled like and couldn’t see through the room’s walls. 
On the other hand, you had none of his heightened senses so you were forced to rely on Bakugou during times like these, your own eyes glued to the door as you waited for something to happen. You weren’t sure if he’d heard a walker nearby or not but you weren’t taking any chances. The two of you had remained silent, but soon, the sound of approaching footsteps had made you lean back a little more in your chair while Bakugou leaned in. 
Right when the doors had begun to open, Bakugou sprung up and you did the same, ready to spring into action if necessary, even if your quirk wasn’t exactly meant for fighting. 
The first thing you saw was a head of scarlet hair, though it appeared that the roots were onyx and needed a good dye job, ducking down in order to fit through the door frame. Instantly, Bakugou recognized who it was and seemed to relax just a fraction. The both of you then took note of the men that followed, yet another hulking form came after, though he was much lankier and the entirety of his hair was raven, followed by a mop of spunky yellow hair. All three of them wore a variation of streetwear, a mix of camouflage and the color black. To put it simply, they were apocalypse-ready, and strangely enough none of them had weapons, though they all wore backpacks. It was an easy guess to figure out why they didn’t have weapons, considering they all had pretty useful  quirks that turned their bodies into weapons. 
Soon enough, the three familiar men were standing across from you and Bakugou, the three of them seemed frozen in place, staring at Bakugou in complete shock, taking in the changes to his appearance. It was obvious they were all confused and had questions to ask, weary of what he had become. They were even more surprised to see that you were standing there, looking almost like a little chunky mouse, holding hands with the big lavender man. 
The staring contest between all of you was certainly something, it was almost like you were daring one other to say something first. Bakugou was starting to lose his patience but was unsure of what to say, instead, he opted for giving your hand a light squeeze, hoping you would catch onto his signal. You did, thankfully. 
With an awkward chuckle, you raised your free hand and waved, deciding to be the first one to speak up. “Hey guys… long time no see, heh. How’ve you all been? Great, I hope… haha!” 
The three male’s gazes switched from Bakugou to yours, almost like they were all trying to formulate the proper words to say. Unsurprisingly, Kaminari was the first to say something. 
“What in the flying fried fuck happened to you, man? No offense, but you look like a dick that’s been stroked one too many times.” He said, his tone sounding rather comical to pair with his perverted claim. Bakugou glared at the male who made the comment, daring him to say something else that was just as equally stupid. Now, did that ever stop him in the past? Absolutely not. But, thankfully, right as he parted his lip to make another comment, Kirishima beat him to the punch and spoke up. “Are you like… dead—? Ya don’t seem dead, but ya don’t seem too alive either. What even happened…? I know for a fact that the last time we saw each other you did not look like that.“ 
Bakugou seemed to relax a little more before letting a sigh out of his nose, he then looked at you yet again, silently begging for your help, which you gladly gave while giving his hand a bit of a reassuring squeeze. You then explained to the three of them what had gone down and what led up to this point, which wouldn’t have taken so long if it weren’t for the occasional question you had to stop and answer from both Kaminari and Kirishima. Not that you really minded, but you were starting to get a bit worried about nightfall approaching, thankfully it would be a couple hours before that time came, giving you and Bakugou time to explain your current predicament whilst also catching up with the shenanigans from the three of them. 
… 
The five of you had soon found yourselves all sitting around on the floor and speaking amongst each other. After you had explained what happened to him, along with some input from the big zombie man himself, the three were surprised at first but didn’t seem to think badly of their old friend. It amused you to think of just how strong of a bond the four had, even when Bakugou didn’t seem to acknowledge it (in public, that is). You listened patiently as the conversation continued, occasionally saying a few things here and there when appropriate. 
“s’where’s… pinky?” Bakugou suddenly asked after a few seconds of a pause in their conversation. 
The room grew gloomy. The sudden tension was thick enough to slap like the roof of a used car that some old bullshit salesman was trying to sell to you at a ridiculously high price. Something was going on here and Bakugou was going to get to the bottom of it. When the three men across from you failed to answer his question, the blond shifted awkwardly, noticing the way Kirishima’s shoulders had fallen, Kaminari looked increasingly uncomfortable, and Sero’s usual plain smile had dropped into a frown. Even with his harsh personality, he knew it would have been rude to ask the obvious but he was getting a little impatient. “Spit it… out…” He murmured, looking at his redheaded friend, waiting for him to say something.  It looked almost like it was taking everything out of him to say something, but, eventually, Kirishima sighed and ran a hand down the front of his face. 
“She got… bitten, and turned.” He said, looking down at his hands after placing them in his lap. The huge, usually bubbly ex-pro hero who was always the one trying to brighten the room when it became gloomy was the one who needed some brightening up. After hearing this, Bakugou had frozen up and you frowned. 
You had met all of them, including Bakugou, at U.A during their second year, which happened to be your first year there after transferring from a hero school in your home city. The unlikely group of friends had immediately made you feel welcomed when you joined their class, Mina happened to be the first one to approach and befriend you so this news was more than heartbreaking. On the other hand, Bakugou was at a loss for words. He knew that a chance for something like this was possible, but for it to happen to someone important to him, he was shaken to the core. Then again, he couldn’t imagine what Kirishima must have been feeling when it happened or how he was feeling at the moment. But that wasn’t going to stop him from asking his next question. 
“Did you… kill her?” 
This time around, Kirishima chuckled dryly, reaching behind his head to scratch the back of his neck. “Couldn’t bring myself to do it, none of us could. Plus, who knows? Maybe one day a cure will come and she can come back, y’know? She’s back at our base, locked up safely in the secret bunker we’ve got. Mei and Ocho put her into suspended animation to stop her from deteriorating too fast after Shinsou put her to sleep before she could fully lose her humanity.” He explained, his eyes never leaving his lap as he spoke. You understood. You understood completely. Moving from where you were seated, you sat down beside him and patted his back a few times. “I know what you’re feeling, Kiri. I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself after Katsuki was bitten. I’m sure there’s going to be a cure soon enough. It’ll all work out.” You said, smiling hopefully as he looked from his lap and then at you, soon giving you one of his own sad smiles. 
“Too bad she’s not as stubborn as Bakugou. But, even I know it has to be deeper than that. There’s gotta be some kind of hidden science behind what’s going on with you.” Sero said, rubbing his chin in thought. Then his eyes widened a little, his gaze soon focusing on you. “Wait… Y/N… did you use your quirk on Bakugou after he was bitten?” You raised an eyebrow at his inquiry but answered anyway. “Yeah, I did. It didn’t do much though, besides heal his bite. Babe, think you could show them the back of your neck?” Huffing in response, he did it anyway, turning his head around a little to let them see the healed bite that was nothing but a scar now. A few seconds later, he turned back around, being a little self-conscious about his newest addiction to his body scars. Sero squinted now, looking between you and Bakugou, starting to mentally smoosh some puzzle pieces together. 
Kaminari, who after noticing that the tension in the room wasn’t all that thick anymore, took out a bag of shrimp chips he had in his backpack and yanked it open, starting to nibble on one of the chips. “I only got a B in Biology, but I’m pretty sure Y/N said something about their quirk being able to heal people even at a genetic level. So it’s possible they healed the cells that were directly impacted by the  nomu, meaning that some infected cells still remain but enough of Bakubro’s original cells are still healthy which stopped him from completely turning—“ He paused to shove a handful of chips into his mouth before he continued his little spiel, mouth full with crumbs spilling all over the place. “—if my theory’s right, if Y/N touches Mina they might be able to heal her like they healed Bakubro. But that’s just a working theory, not sure if it’ll actually work but there’s a chance it could. And what do we have to lose?” 
Silence. 
The four onlookers watched as the blond continued to scarf down a bag of shrimp chips, seeming to enjoy the snack as he looked back at them. Honestly, they were a little bewildered. “Y’know… that actually could work.” Sero said, a little shocked by how quickly Kaminari had made such an observation and then came up with a solution in just a matter of seconds. Truthfully, Kaminari was a dumbass when it came to common sense, but he was much smarter than most people thought in book smart terms, he was just one of those kids that was far too clouded by their boredom to actually try. Kirishima stared at his friend for a few seconds but then he had some thoughts of his own. 
“That’s up to Y/N. I’m not forcing them to do anything they don’t want to.” He said, though you could easily hear just a hint of hope and desperation in his voice. For you, the decision wasn’t difficult to make in the slightest. “Of course I’ll do it. She’s my friend after all. And who knows? If it does work then that means… Well, let’s just worry about that later.” Kirishima smiled after that, pulling you into a tight hug, squeezing you like his entire life depended on it. It might have, considering just how much Mina meant to him. 
While you were struggling to breathe and were being smothered, Bakugou pulled out his notebook to write something down, quickly jotting it down before promptly handing it to Sero who read over it with ease. It seemed that no one was going to save you from being hugged to death by the hardening hero. What a way to go. 
Where’s your base? Is it close?
Sero nodded. “Kinda. We drove from the base to here. We thought there would be more zombies around here, but we haven’t seen any for miles. So it only took us a couple hours to get around so, it shouldn’t take too long to get back there. Especially since we didn’t find any survivors— living ones, that is.” 
While unconsciously listening to Sero speak, Kirishima loosened his grip on you, allowing you a second to breathe and catch your breath. “Yeah! I’ve never seen such a ghost town ‘til we got to this city! It’s almost like they all died, er, died again…” You took the chance to escape his hold, slipping from his arms to go and sit back down next to Bakugou, glaring at the smirking half-zombie who seemed to enjoy you suffering at the hands of the red headed teddy bear of muscle. You were about to rip him a new one but Kaminari interrupted with a belch that nearly shook you to your core, followed by his own version of a little announcement.
“Ah, ‘scuse me. By the way, if we’re done having our reunion… Could we get going? This place gives me the creeps.” 
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author’s note: hellloooo! i’m back with another chapter! hope you enjoyed it! let me know if you’ve got any theories about why the zombies have suddenly “disappeared”. 👀 and, will y/n be able to heal mina like they healed bakugou? I’m very curious to see what you guys think! alsOo, hope you enjoy my weird sketches of the boys in this au, i did not feel like coloring and polishing so that’s the next best thing i could whip up! anYwAYs!! likes are always appreciated but reblogs and comments keep me writing! :D until next time… MWUAHAHAHA
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tryna finish up sm smut requests but i’m absolutely plagued by the thought of chubby chaser!bkg and reader who looks at him and his super snatched body and grumpy face and just assumes he’s never gonna give a shit (bc he acts like he doesn’t), so they don’t even indulge in the thought of being attracted to him.
but he’s whining over them when he’s alone at night fisting his cock.
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bakugosbratx · 2 years
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im not too happy with my body right now :((
maybe a bakugou x fem reader with a belly?
Katsuki x Chunky fem! Reader HC’s
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Warning: 18+ Content. Weight, spanking, some sexual activity mentioned, oral (fem receiving), choking mentioned.
A/N: as someone who is plus size, just know that you are beautiful. Your weight doesn’t dictate your beauty. Katsuki loves us for all of our curves. I made this a HC to get more of my point across for the girlies who are not liking themselves right now! I hope this helps, babies 🤍
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Call me bias but Katsuki loves him some plus size women. I mean that, too. Like, we are just his type.
Our plush thighs, our bellies, our arms, everything is perfect to him.
He loves to lay on our bellies as he relaxes after a hard day of hero work. Your thighs are just perfect to keep him feeling safe and warm.
Katsuki is not ashamed to hold our hand out in public.
He also encourages us to wear that bathing suit we swear up and down wouldn’t look good on us because the only opinion that matters is his.
He makes you do daily affirmations until you learn to love yourself.
Katsuki also doesn’t judge what we eat nor makes us workout. Just because he likes to keep his body a certain way, he never puts that onto us.
You want that extra serving of food? You better get you some or else Katsuki will kick your ass for remaining hungry.
If anyone ever judges you or even so gives you a dirty look, he’s killing them.
Don’t ever be ashamed to go shopping in certain plus size stores either! Katsuki came from fashion designer parents. He secretly loves helping you pick out clothes that make you feel good about yourself.
Katsuki is very muscular. So, he loves that he gets to hold us so tightly and closely. Our curves are nothing more than for him to love.
A lot of us chunky girls don’t like to talk about it, but we do be having fat pussies and guess what? Katsuki eats that shit up like it’s his birthday. He loves pleasing us.
Katsuki loves that we have love handles so when he fucks us, he has something else to hold onto other than our neck or wrist.
And don’t get me started when he be hitting it from the back, girlies. Woo! He loves hearing us moan in pleasure and seeing the way our bodies move from him making us feel so good.
When I tell you, sit 👏🏻 on 👏🏻 this 👏🏻 man’s 👏🏻 face 👏🏻 I mean it. He will be pissed if you don’t. “I’m scared you can’t breathe.” He doesn’t care. If you take him out, he would be honored. Sit on his face. Do it.
You think your too heavy to be picked up? Oh, honey. You are terribly mistaken. Katsuki is picking your ass up and fucking you on the nearest surface with no problems at all.
You think you can be a brat to him? You’ll be put over his knee so fast. That ass of yours is fun to mark up. Plus he enjoys seeing the way it jiggles.
Whenever Katsuki degrades us in the bedroom, our weight is never even a thought in his mind. If he even hears you say one bad thing about yourself, he’ll fix that shit right there.
Overall, Katsuki just loves us for who we are. Never be ashamed of your body because Katsuki finds us so beautiful.
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Stalker!Tsundere Katsuki Bakugo x Chubby Reader Headcanon
UA is a college for this storyline
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• There's no real connection between you and Bakugo at first. You're a support class hero who's rooted by Midoriya's side for your quirk research and eventually you two became friends.
• After your many appearances with Midoriya, you catch Bakugo's eye. He found you funny, finding himself smirk when you'd tell a joke or telling off Kaminari and Mineta when you felt a comment went too far.
• Whenever you stepped into a room his eyes would follow. You never catch him though, solely focused on Midoriya to his displeasure.
• So in order to catch your attention he started to bully you. It's a childish way to handle the situation but what else could he do when your head was so stuck up his childhood friend ass?
• He'd talk about how fat you were and how you looked like an eyesore beside the hero class. Lesser heroes should know their place.
• On the other side of things he would take quick shots of you in secret. He has one shot we're you're in nothing in a bra and shorts in your apartment. It's his favorite.
• He continues his stalking and upgrades to breaking into your room. Sometimes he would steal small items you wouldn't need.
• You're blissfully unaware of everything and ignore Bakugo bullying through Midoriya's support
• Things start to change when Midoriya returns from his phase of vigilantism and you catch him holding hands with Uraraka. Your wide smile drops and you're quick to walk back to your dorm. It seemed that your curiosity turned into affection.
• He apologizes to you immediately then asks if you'd like to go the small party the girls were planning for Midoriya's return and while reluctant you agree.
• Bakugo is giddy at your sadness finally finding a way into your heart. Even more when you actually approach him first hearing about his apology to Midoriya and wanting to see if he really changed.
• Bakugo stays at your side throughout the event sending glares to anyone he tried to approach you two. He complained at how close Uraraka was getting with Midoriya.
• You voice your anger taking as you take a few sips of your drink while Bakugo's hand drifts to the dip of your back.
• "You know that idiot is real blind not seeing how amazing you are."
• You laugh and look back at the two. Midoriya is laughing at something Iida says while Uraraka looks up at him with bright eyes.
• Taking one last swing at your drink you mutter "Fuck it" and pull Bakugo out of the party. He sends Midoriya a wink when he catches him staring at the two exiting with a frown.
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