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kimchikrust · 1 year

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bkg slowburn partners to lovers excellence

fyi: aged up, drinking, not beta'd, deal w it

Cupid's Chokehold (3.7k)

"I'm falling in love with you."

It rolls off your tongue without a second thought, and you relish the relief of your confession. Katsuki can't control his surprise, and you can read his answer off his face, and for a brief moment, you regret making your move.

The sting of rejection is quickly numbed purely by willpower, and you laugh airily.

"You have a terrible poker face," you tease lightly. You steel yourself for the next part by deeply breathing through your teeth. "You aren't interested in me."

"It's not like that," Katsuki mumbles quietly, his ears turning pink. "I need to focus on my career. We both do."

"Gotcha," you whisper, looking off into space, head turned away from him. "No, you're right." You clear your throat and begin to wrap up your trash from your forgotten lunch.

Katsuki seems to want to stop you, but he's silent as he watches you step out of your seat and make a quick visit to the nearest trash bin.

"Look, we're good," you assure him as you prepare to end this shared meal. "Nothing's changed. We're partners."

Katsuki raises a brow at you, remaining in his seat. "Then how come you're leaving?"

You respond with a dry laugh, fighting down the pit in the back of your throat. "Give a girl a second to wallow, Bakugo," you huff. Shrugging, you awkwardly shift your weight back and forth between your stance. "At least I won't be so distracted during patrols anymore."

It's your weak attempt to lighten the mood. Although, it's hard to commit when trying to come to terms with your rejection. Unfortunately, Katsuki doesn't find it amusing, and his expression remains a combination of surprise and confusion.

"I won't be as weird tomorrow," you brush off sheepishly. "Get home safe." With a single nod, you turn to leave before anything can stop you.

You feel like you can breathe again once you shut your door and feel your car engine rumble to life. Before you can shift gears, a wave of embarrassment and shame washes over you, and you throw your head back against your seat.

Pressing your hands against your face, you let out a sound of anguish, feeling like a fool. Raking your fingers back through your hair, you sigh.

"You just can't shut up sometimes, can you?" Your voice is quiet as it disturbs the otherwise silence in your car. "Brush it off. You're not dying." You shake your head and quickly note where the alcohol in your apartment is for when you get home.

Katsuki doesn't notice anything different about your dynamic in the days following your confession. You make eye contact easily and banter with him like nothing has happened. You're civil and, for the most part, stay on task during patrol.

You're the perfect partner, and yet, Katsuki can sense something has shifted.

"You're late," he grumbles, glaring at you as you stride to your desk with a compostable coffee cup in your hands.

"Would you relax," you dismiss him with a flimsy wave of your hand. You drop your bag onto your chair and start peeling off your layers. "We don't start for another ten minutes. I'll be right back."

You disappear to change into your uniform, and Katsuki takes this opportunity to invade your privacy.

"You don't drink coffee," he states skeptically after bringing your cup up to his nose and taking a whiff. The stench from the coffee is strong but not enough to cover up the scent of your lipstick coating the mouthpiece. He didn't even realize you wore makeup.

"Hey, don't drink my drink," you chastise as soon as you return, adjusting the sleeves of your uniform.

"You don't even like coffee," he accuses, setting your cup back on your desk. You respond with an incredulous laugh.

"No, you don't like coffee," you correct him. "I'm perfectly happy drinking coffee."

"Why would you need to drink it anyways? Didn't you get enough sleep?" Katsuki's glare softens as he gives you a quick scan, picking up the exhaustion clouding your eyes and the tentative way you handle your stationery. "Did you at least eat something? I don't need you passing out on me during a fight."

"You almost sound worried," you say with a dry tone, covering it up with a hollow chuckle. "Where's the trust, man?"

"There is none," Katsuki bites back quickly, but the humored glint in your eyes relieves him. "Are you almost ready to head out?"

"Can we ever just start when our shift starts?" You groan with a roll of your eyes as you return your stationery to their respective spots on your desk.

"Being on time is being late," Katsuki reminds you of what feels like the millionth time since he's met you.

He can hear you poorly imitate him behind his back, but when he turns to glare at you, you're inspecting your nails and obviously feigning innocence.

It's all too normal for his liking, and he's unsure why. He should feel grateful that you're not awkward after your confession and that you've moved past it and carried on your professionalism, but he's not. Not entirely, at least.

A little part of him can't stop hearing your confession.

"I'm falling in love with you."

Every time he meets your eyes, there's a brief pause, and Katsuki can't tell if it's imagination. You glow whenever you smile, even if it's not directed at him, and he can't look away from you.

You still grab lunch with him after your shifts, although now there's a thin blanket of tension veiling your conversations. And, outside of work, there's no contact from you.

Katsuki misses the days when you'd message him in the morning before your shifts, asking if he wanted anything from the shop that you stopped by for quick meals. He'd never take you up on your offer, but now he'll see you walk in with a to-go cup and wonder if you forgot to text him. He knows the truth, though.

You're trying to get over him. He can see right through your efforts, no matter how subtle you're trying to be. Katsuki notices the way you freeze up whenever he brushes his hand against your arm or grabs at you to check for injuries.

Every time, without fail, you'll clear your throat and yank yourself away from him, avoiding his accusing glare.

"I'm fine," you grit out, holding your arm that's obviously in pain. "I'll be good. Thanks."

Just let me take care of you, Katsuki will think bitterly to himself, watching you stagger away and doing nothing about it. You never used to be this difficult when he was just trying to do his job.

You'd argue that caring for you wasn't part of the job, and he'd find every fiber of him disagreeing with you.

"What are you doing this Friday?"

You're obviously surprised once you comprehend what Katsuki is asking towards the end of your patrol. You look flustered and waging an internal battle in your head.

"My idiot friends are having their monthly get-together," Katsuki explains, uncharacteristically mumbling. "They asked if you wanted to join."

"What?" You laugh, amusement washing away your nerves. "You're inviting me? What are they holding over you to do this?"

Katsuki glares at you, irritated that you guessed correctly. Mina threatened him to invite you, otherwise, she'd show up unannounced at the agency and introduce herself.

Normally, he'd go unphased by her threats, but ever since your confession, Katsuki's felt a shred of anguish that you'll disappear one day.

Even if he couldn't give you the relationship you hoped for, he wanted to provide for you somehow. And, if he had to expose you to his personal life a little more, then he was okay with that. As long as it meant you'd stay with him.

"They threatened to ambush us during a patrol if I didn't."

You fail to stifle your laugh, and Katsuki hopes to elicit more of that from you.

"I appreciate the offer," you eventually answer, and Katsuki feels elated at your initial positivity. It quickly dissipates when you reject his invitation. "I have plans this Friday, actually. For once." You laugh at your deprecating allusion, but Katsuki maintains his aloof expression.

"Suddenly, you're too good for my friends?" It was meant to be a joke, but his abrasive tone reveals his vulnerable ego.

You visibly hesitate to respond, and Katsuki wonders what you're fighting yourself on. What are you holding back from him?

"I have plans already," you repeat with more force, finalizing your explanation, and Katsuki feels irritation bubbling in his stomach.

You didn't make plans that required you to leave your apartment often – Katsuki knew this. You lived with your best friend, so most of your time outside of work was spent at home. Whenever you managed to come across real plans that involved wearing nicer clothes than sweatpants, you'd normally chat Katsuki's ear off about your anticipation.

"Do you have a date?" He blurts his question out before he can comprehend the thought, and he can feel the tips of his ears get warm with embarrassment.

You can't fight back the surprise from reaching your face, and Katsuki knows the answer before you nod.

You laugh sheepishly at getting caught, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear – a nervous habit Katsuki has caught on to after two years of working with you.

"Yeah, I do," you murmur, looking everywhere but at him. "My roommate set it up with her boyfriend's friend."

How come you didn't tell me, he wants to ask, but he already knows. "Is he nice?"

"Yeah, he's..." He watches your eyes glaze over as you get stuck in your head before clearing your throat. "He's nice. Why?"

Katsuki shrugs, feigning indifference. Inside, he's frustrated, but he knows he shouldn't be.

You're his partner. His work partner.

As long as this random head that's taking you out doesn't distract you during your patrols – when you're with him – then he can't shouldn't complain.

"Will you tell me how it goes?" His question is quiet because he's embarrassed to ask, but he wants to know. He knows not knowing will bother him, and he can't explain to himself why.

"Um, sure," you hesitate to answer, almost questioning yourself.

You keep details of your date private from him after Friday comes and goes. The curiosity eats at Katsuki whenever he catches you glancing at your phone or smiling at yourself at your desk, but he keeps it to himself.

Your shift today was harder than usual. A few minor misdemeanors followed up with a villain attack.

You could tell that Katsuki was frustrated throughout the whole time, keeping quiet and growling to himself more often than usual.

After, when you were packing up your things to leave for the day, you noticed Katsuki sitting at his desk with his head hanging low. His arms are relaxed against the chair handles and you think he looks defeated as people walk past him without a glance.

"Trying to get food?" You pipe up, sliding past him to lean back against his desk. You keep your demeanor light, resting your hands against the surface and keeping your chin up. "I'm starving."

"You head out without me," he mumbles, flicking his hand.

"Nah," you hum, smiling at him with encouragement. "Come eat with me."

"Wouldn't that make your boyfriend uncomfortable?"

Boyfriend? You frown at your partner, tilting your head with a curious look.

"My nonexistent boyfriend would probably be more concerned with my obnoxious partner giving me attitude when I'm hungry."

Katsuki finally looks up at you, and you widen your eyes in exaggeration.

"Oh my god, finally," you rasp, holding your hand against your chest. "I was planning on getting you a vest for your birthday to help you with your posture."

"You don't even know when my birthday is," he answers with a sneer, but it doesn't phase you.

"Of course I know when your birthday is, Bakugo," you tell him. "Now, can we please go eat?" You bounce off of his desk and pat his bare shoulder, shortly relishing the satisfying warmth that emits from his body.

Katsuki catches you by surprise when he holds your hand against his arm, squeezing gently.

"Are you okay?" You ask him, knowing what his answer will be but hoping for a rare moment of vulnerability.

"Just tired," he mumbles, not looking at you. You smile softly, understanding where his exhaustion might be coming from, and use your other hand to pat his spiky head.

"You're working hard," you remind him with sympathy. "You did a good job today."

Katsuki doesn't say anything, just responds with a nod.

You start to pull away, but he holds you in place for another moment. Your heart stutters in your chest, and you're hit with a familiar wave of infatuation that you've been desperate to avoid.

"We did a good job today," he finally says. "We're partners."

"I know, Bakugo." As badly as I want to be more, we're just partners. "You're not getting rid of me, unfortunately."

You're forced to yank your hand out of his, avoiding his glare when he turns back to look at you.

"Let's head out already," you plead, creating some distance between you before checking back to see if he's following you.

You can't fight back your smile when you find him out of his seat and pacing over to you.

Katsuki hates seeing you in Mina's apartment. It's like his worlds are colliding, and he's still not mentally prepared after a week.

He's grateful you let him pick you up and take you instead of finding your way there. He's also quietly pleased that you're glued to his side because you don't know any of his friends.

"I hope your friend likes this wine," you nervously babble in his ear, and it makes his skin vibrate with how close you are. "How do you not know what alcohol your friends like?"

"Cause I don't care," he bites back, arms crossed over his chest and sending you his normal glare. "And you shouldn't either. Not like they're your friends."

That was obviously not the right thing to say, and Katsuki immediately regrets it when he watches your expression fall.

"Then, why did you invite me?" You sound frustrated and lean away from him slightly. "What am I doing here?"

"Saving me from a night of nuisances."

Katsuki thinks he hears you mumble "Typically," but doesn't respond because Mina and Eijiro approach.

"Hey, Bakubro," Eijiro greets with a wide smile, clapping a hand against Katsuki's arm. "And hello to you too!"

You give them your name with a polite smile and present Mina with your gift. Katsuki has to fight the urge to put his arm around you – to protect you from his friend.

"I didn't know what to bring, but I hope you like this wine."

Mina squeals in delight, taking the bottle from your hands and inspecting it before throwing herself at you. Katsuki's skin prickles at the sight.

"I love wine!" She cries with glee. "You're so considerate! Bakugo never brings me anything."

"When do you ever bring me anything?"

"When do you invite me over?"

The glare Katsuki sends Mina is fatal, but she's unbothered, much to your apparent satisfaction.

"Let's open this right now!" Mina drags you away by the arm, and your panicked expression is enough to bring a soft smile to Katsuki's lips.

"So, she's the partner?" Eijiro takes your spot next to Katsuki and nudges his arm. "Think she's into you?"

The question makes Katsuki scoff, sending his friend a silencing look.

"She is? How'd you find out?"

"She told me," he answers gruffly. "Over a month ago."

Eijiro's eyes almost bug out of his head with how surprised he is.

"Why didn't you say anything? That's awesome, dude."

"Why would that be awesome?"

"Because it's obvious you're into her too?" Eijiro's brows furrow as he looks at Katsuki, who feels a burning fire in his chest light up.

"Excuse me?"

Eijiro sighs, scratching the dark scruff under his jaw. "Come on, man."

"What?"

"You invited her to Mina's shindig," Eijiro points out. "You've been her partner for, what? A few years now, and you're finally bringing her around to meet us?" Katsuki just glares at him.

"Maybe you should mind your business," he tells his friend.

"You're defensive because you know I'm making a good point."

"When have you ever made a good point?"

Eijiro feigns offense when he puckers his bottom lip out in a pout. "I've been known to have good insight occasionally."

"This isn't one of those occasions." Katsuki notices you reappear from the kitchen with Mina, carrying four glasses of wine between you. He clears his throat obnoxiously, successfully silencing Eijiro with a look this time around.

"Hey, here's a glass," you tell him, handing him one from your hand. Katsuki takes it but isn't sure what to do with it.

"I didn't ask for this," he mentions as Mina hands Eijiro his glass.

"He means, 'thank you'," Eijiro answers for him.

"You don't speak for me," Katsuki barks, but your soft laughter kills his irritation.

"Don't worry, I know how he works," you tell his friends as you sip your drink. "He's actually holding my second glass for me."

Mina giggles at your statement, but the smile on your lips tells Katsuki that you aren't joking.

A short while later, after Mina moves on to her other guests and Katsuki has resituated you and him on the couch, you swap glasses with him.

You're invested in a conversation with Sero, angled away from Katsuki, but your legs are curled under you, and the fabric of your socks flick against his legs.

"I'll be back," he mumbles as he rises to his feet, empty wine glass in hand.

He finds himself in Mina's kitchen, a few guests lingering around and chatting. He comes across the wine you brought, empty in an ocean of half-drunk bottles.

Before returning to the couch, he refills your first glass with another wine he finds himself hoping you'll like. You're alone and on your phone by the time he comes back.

"Decide to join in on the fun?" You ask with a beaming smile once you realize he's returned. Katsuki finds himself pleased at the sight of you dropping your phone into your lap without hesitation as he falls into the cushion next to you.

"For you," he says plainly. "For when you finish that glass."

You frown at him playfully, taking another swig from his original glass. "You trying to get me drunk?"

"God, no," he exasperates. "Wanna make sure you're having a good time."

"Good call filling up another glass then," you laugh.

I know how you work too, he finds himself thinking.

"I am having a good time, though," you confess, resting your hand on his leg and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Thank you for inviting me. I like your friends."

"I think they like you more than they like me."

"Everybody likes me more than they like you. That's how our dynamic works."

Our dynamic. Everything you tell him comes out more meaningful than he assumes you intend. Katsuki doesn't know when that started to happen.

He cherishes the dynamic between you, and for the first time, he's worried that it's in jeopardy. That it's been strained since you confessed to him, and, right now, he's on borrowed time with you.

"Thank you," he tells you. "For coming. You didn't have to."

"I did, though, " you correct him. "Mina tells me she would have shown up unannounced at the agency if you kept me from her any longer."

"Well, she's an idiot."

You give him a knowing smile, leaning against his arm. "Then, you're an idiot by association."

"Shut the hell up."

Your gentle laughter is muffled by the wine glass against your lips. You finish your drink in a single sip and immediately hold the emptied glass to Katsuki. He wordlessly switches your glasses.

He watches intently as you take an experimental sip from the wine he chose for you, and the satisfied hum you release tells him you approve of his choice.

"This is really good. Nice choice," you tell him, holding it out for him. "Did you try it?"

"I'm driving us, remember?" He glares at you for your ridiculous question, but you roll your eyes.

"It's a sip, Katsu-" You stop yourself midway, and Katsuki notices the flush in your cheeks, but not without actively searching for it. "it's just a sip, okay? Try it."

You're shoving the rim of the glass to his lips before he can call you out on your mistake. He reluctantly takes a little sip and his face twists in disgust.

"I don't like wine," he tells you, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand after you spill some against his face.

"Well, that's a shame," you sigh dejectedly, throwing back the remaining wine with a few swigs. Even Katsuki knows wine isn't chugging alcohol. "I'm gonna run to the bathroom."

And when you return a few minutes later, Katsuki notices you curl up in your seat a little further from him.

an: wrote this for @/sarahlovesseb ♡

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malandro-m · 8 months

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deaf!Bakugou apologizes for asking you to repeat your self but you explain that you’re use to it bc you naturally have a soft voice and ppl constantly ask you to speak up

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #black reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou x black reader #bakugou headcanons #bakugou katsuki #bakugou imagine #deaf bakugo #if you can’t tell this is very self indulgent #bakugo x you #bkg x reader #bkg

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shizukais · 2 years

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"Tell me Izuku... Will I reach you someday?"

#anime #manga #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha #bakugou katsuki #bkg #bakugou #ch.362 #1k #bnha spoilers

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officialabortive · 1 year

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Naga!Bakugou x reader

Synopsis: bakugou finds what appears to be an abandoned naga hatchling asleep in his cave. But it has legs?

Here you were, wandering in the thick woods that you found so beautiful. You were completely lost in its beauty, literally. After hours of mindless exploration you found yourself in unknown parts of the woods. Your efforts to find your way back were futile as you only wandered further out. The sun had already set and you grew hungry.

As the sun's warm glow faded away, the cool night air creeped in, chilling you to your very core. Granted, the thick brown cloak you wore was indeed warm, but not warm enough. You need shelter.

Deep howling of wolves rung out through thin air, and the realization of how bad your situation is strikes you. Your slow cautious steps slowly turn to a hurried jog. You need to to find somewhere to stay now.

Tears welled up in your glassy eyes, blurring your vision. But you were still able to spot something despite them.

A cave

This will do. You settle down onto the hard cave floor, holding your cloak tightly closed around your cold body.

You decide it's probably best to simply sleep the night through, trying not to think too much about your rumbling stomach or lack of clean water. 'Don't think about it, just get some rest'

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Bakugou woke to the sound of something scampering around outside his cave, but he thought nothing of it. It was probably just another deer prancing around where it shouldnt be. But the sound got his full attention when its source -whatever it was- entered his cave. The steps echoed, bouncing off the cave walls.

But the noise quickly faded till it was gone. Was he hearing things? Whatever. Its probably nothing. Bakugou promptly plopped his head back down onto his tail that coiled on circles on the floor.

What if it wasn't nothing? His mind wandered. Of course nothing in the area was any sort of danger to him, but he didn't like visitors.

He needs to know what the hell made those sounds, it was eating away at him. Uncoiling himself out of his resting position, bakugou slithered down toward the cave entrance.

Before reaching the cave's mouth he found... well- he's not sure what he found. It seems to be a tiny creature wrapped in some sort of soft brown outer shell. This tiny thing resembles a naga hatchling, but with odd legs instead of a tail. Poor thing was deformed and abandoned by it's mother.

As the self proclaimed protector of this part of the forest, bakugou felt the need to take in and nurture this hatchling.

Gently, the blond naga wrapped part of his long scaly tail around you, being sure not to wake you. While taking you deeper into the cave, he noticed the rumbling growl of your stomach. You're starving.

Rage runs through him at the thought of your parent abandoning and starving you. Luckily he found you, everything will be ok now.

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neonscandal · 5 days

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Somewhere it's raining on someone you're loving, // counting the days down 'til it's gone. // Praying for a change, // don't know when it's coming... // want everything back just the way it was.

In this world of hurt, no one deserves // to drown in all these fears. // Oh joy, oh joy, come roll away // these temporary tears. // Oh joy, don't you leave me, // just say you'll lead me here. // Oh joy, oh joy, come roll away // these temporary tears.

It's so hard to hear it, // the hidden hallelujah. // Forgotten the words, it's been so long. // The second you feel it, // let it speak on through you, // sing over you just like a song.

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katsukiizmoon · 10 months

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Helpful! Katsuki Chat AI Test Announcement

-> Hi everyone! I have been working on a helpful Katsuki character ai bot. Please read the instructions and remember the disclaimer that everything characters say is made up! I'll be tweaking this a little bit here and there. -> Images show examples of conversations I've had with the AI and the function. -> Big fanks to @sasualblxd for helping me with testing it ! This is still a "beta" and there's no way for me to 100% control the ai.

-> LINK TO AI CHARACTER Hard Coded = The AI will automatically refer to this, it doesn't change and is kinda hard to make them change their mind on these things (but it'll sometimes still glitch) Soft Coded = AI uses this for reference and such for context clues and conversations. Includes some basic background shit. Lots of character traits.

❍⌇─➭ Katsuki's Information ↓ Hard Coded ↓ ✩ Pro Hero! AU ✩ 24 Years Old ☆ 6ft 3in ☆ Birthday is April 20 ☆ Zodiac: Aries ☆ MBTI: ENTJ ☆ Ethnicity: Japanese ☆ Gender: Male ☆ Pronouns: he/him ↓ Soft Coded ↓ ✩ Bisexual ✩ Does not like being told what to do or being looked down on ✩ Habitually asks user about if they've eaten or had water ❍⌇─➭ User Relationship Information & Other Notes ✩ You have both been together for about two years and live together. Sometimes the AI will get details mixed up. ✩ Uses pet names such as "bunny", "sweetness", "love". ✩ He will sometimes start roleplay as if he is "coming home" and will talk to you like he's at the store grabbing groceries etc. ✩ May occasionally make suggestive comments or tease about sexy time but he can't go further than that. ✩ Because this is based off of katsuki bakugou and not wattpad, he may be prone to banter, arguing, and other typical traits ✩ The AI will sometimes slip up and become more affectionate than Katsuki typically would, there's not much I can do about that I tried to hardwire the fucker to be a bit more distant ✩ If you notice immediate OOC when you open the chat, don't be afraid to restart the chat. Sometimes the thing glitches and makes him insecure as shit. Among other things, don’t take any bullshit he says personally just restart it.

❍⌇─➭ Important Guidelines for Usage ✩ Katsuki can generate quick meal ideas, when we tested this out, it's easier to ask him for a few lunch ideas than it is to ask him to make you a meal plan / generate recipes. ✩ It is also much easier if you give him three options for lunch and ask him what he thinks you two should eat for lunch ....-> sometimes he will make a comment on you needing more nutrition in / healthier food, I can't do too much to stop this. If you have an ED I'd say tread with caution and remember that it is merely an AI. ✩ When he asks your pronouns at the beginning, you should give him an easy method. If you spout of "she/they/him" it is more likely to confuse him. It's easier to say something "my pronouns are she, her and you can use they, them too. I'm your girlfriend." because sometimes if you have multiple pronouns, the bot gets confused on how to refer to you as. ✩ Fairly effective at generating and remembering morning / night routines. You may have to remind him sometimes, but you can ask him "what's my morning routine again babe?" and he'll give you one. ✩ Great for instructions. If you ask him how he normally cleans the bathroom, he will respond with step by step instructions. ✩ If you want him to be more in character based on MHA: You have to start the conversation a little snarky. I literally call him an asswipe routinely and he nicknamed me dorklord. ✩ Also Im gonna feed him some "Fanfic scenarios" almost, in the user / char example chats. Which could encourage him to say things you'll typically find in BKG X READER fics. So. We'll see how that goes. These will be updated once I get the chance. ✩ He can reject the user's wants for whatever he wants. This means that if I say "gimme some water" he can say "get up and do it yourself asswipe" ✩ He has the typical Katsuki Characteristics: domineering, confident, snarky, good cook, hates winter. But they're not hard coded.

❍⌇Everything the AI says is made up, use your brains and don't be dumb. I'm not responsible if you do something stupid / don't use common sense / etc.

❍⌇Feel free to send me an ask if you have any questions or anything. It’s still a big WIP so be prepared for things to change a little here and there.

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bakubunny · 8 months

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you can’t get off during sex: how they respond

Katsuki || Eijiro

fem!reader

tags: smut, smut hcs, free use, sexual frustration, hurt/comfort, aged-up characters

Katsuki

refuses to let it go every time unless you explicitly ask to be done because he knows he can get you there… and you know he can too.

gets angry at the mere suggestion that you might be a burden, “really, it’s okay to stop, Kats,” and pulls you out of that mindset real fucking quick with a kiss that makes your head spin. he won’t allow it.

accepts that sometimes the frustration is too much, and holds you while you cry… before he tries again moments after you’ve calmed down and makes you see stars in five minutes flat.

indulges your interest in free use mostly because he loves the way you melt when he fucks you even if you don’t cum, but frequently likes to posit that, “i’m still fucking using you if i only want to see you cum. you’re too pretty not to watch, angel.”

he is determined to give you what you deserve (if that’s what you want) and will accept nothing less.

Katsuki grabs you by the face. “I don’t fucking care how long it takes. You are going to cum whether you say you can or not.”

“But-”

“But nothing. Do you still wanna cum?” he asks, fire in his eyes.

“Yeah…” you reply.

“And if I wanted to stop, do you really think I wouldn’t tell you?” he said.

“I mean….” Your eyes wander away from him as your voice trails off.

Katsuki’s grip around your face tightens and his voice lowers.

“Look at me. I wanna make you cum so hard you can’t fuckin’ think, and I’m not gonna stop until you do. Are we clear?”

Eijiro

so sweet and patient. he is determined to make you shake in his arms because it’s “the most un-manly thing ever” to leave his partner sad or unsatisfied.

talks you out of your frustration in the moment. he reminds you that your body is perfect, not broken. it hurts him to know you feel that way, so he tells you any chance he gets.

gets you to smile and laugh as a way of pulling you back into a headspace where he can love you into a shaky little mess… mostly because it turns him on so much to see you happy and hear your laughter.

will let it go if you’re sure you want to stop trying, but he always offers later, usually with success. “see, baby? you just needed a little extra love tonight, and you know i love to give it,” he says with a cheesy wink and a smile.

so. much. praise. especially once you finish. he treats you like you hung the sun in the sky just by existing, but the truth is that he’s your sunshine, and every minute spent with him is a reminder of that.

You feel yourself becoming frantic as you chase your release, your hand on your clit while he fingers you, and a dissatisfied whimper slips out.

“Hey hey hey, slow down baby. What’s wrong? Are you getting frustrated?” Eijiro asks as he cups your face in his free hand.

His thrust softens and slows to a stop, his fingers still inside you. You nod as tears prick your eyes at his gentleness.

“Aww, sweetheart, it’s okay. You’re doing so well, princess. I’ll get you there, I promise,” he says with a smile before giving you a tender kiss.

“But it’s taking so long, it’s got to be frustrating. How are you not tired?” you say foolishly, knowing the truth but feeling overwhelmed as tears stain your cheeks.

Eijiro looks at you like you’ve grown another head for a split second, and it brings a smile to your lips.

“Baby. I’m a pro hero. Your pro hero. Is this tiring for me?” he asks.

His smile makes you laugh a little at your assumptions. He wipes your tears away.

“Noo…” you reply sheepishly.

“Okay then. I want to make you feel so fucking good. I want you to cum for me. Will you let me love you the way you deserve to be loved?” he says.

You pull him in for a long kiss, and Eijiro slowly starts pumping his fingers into you again, making you whimper. He breaks the kiss for a moment.

“Hmm? I wanna hear it from your pretty lips, princess,” he says softly.

“Yes, Eijiro,” you whisper. “Please don’t stop.”

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btxtyuri · 4 months

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"good luck izuku"

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justatypicalwizard · 1 year

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Rough and new | Bakugo | part three

✦ Summary: You meet a new and interesting creature that seems to share your curiosity. Both of you have motives to your actions that turn out to be vastly different.

✦ Warnings: mer!Bakugo, fem!reader, adult reader, smut(ish) content due to the curcumstances of the story do not expect full smut, dubcon

Minors do not interact

It was close to sunset when you found yourself wandering towards the salty sea. Uneasiness bubbled up in your chest accompanied with excitement and curiosity creating an alluring tune overcoming your senses. It was crazy in some way. No longer you wanted to share your secret about the mer you’ve met yesterday. It was your and your alone. The experience itself drifting sleeply in your mind, not sharp enough for your liking.

You left, shortly after the mer wandered your mouth. He didn’t follow you, obviously, yet you kinda wished he would give you a sign that he wanted more. Grab your hand, make a noise, anything really. Unfortunately as you turned your back on the sun and began to wade into the water towards the shore he did nothing. When you finally stepped onto the sandy beach and looked back he was staring at you once again, sunrays dancing on his fiery orange tail.

Why did you leave? Because it was overwhelming, thrilling yet frightening at the same time.. Because as soon as he shifted backwards after roaming your face he just kept staring. At that moment you realised that he’s not a toy, not an animal. He had a mind of his own, supposedly as developed as you. It meant that he was thinking about something just as you were thinking. The blonde mer was experiencing and processing and this frightened you. Having felt his tight grip and the sheer weight of his body, adding the awareness of his astute mind… it overwhelmed you, made you back in respect and curse at the idiocy of your actions. But because of the cleverness that you suspected of him, you decided to wave at the blonde from the shore, wishing he’d understand your peaceful sign of parting ways. And he did. He waved back with his membrane-connected palm and dipped under water.

Now, after a long day of thinking and analysing, you decided to come to that place once more, hoping to see him again. You’d act with more care, safer, not letting curiosity overtake you. But what were the chances of meeting him again? Most possibly he wandered off too far from his… home? Yet, maybe you could just imagine everything, try to experience it one more time on your own, just dream for a bit.

Tracing to the ghosted part of the beach you found the stone. The sun was slowly drifting towards the horizon, making the scene lazy and romantic. It didn’t matter that you’d never see the mer again, coming here was worth every second just for the scenery itself.

At least that’s what you thought before spotting him in the water. He was leaning with his back on the stone, looking the other way. Your stomach curled with excitement at the sight. Why? Was he just as curious as you? Was it also a game for him? You liked that thought, already cherishing it in your heart. Such a beautiful creature interested in you. Maybe you could try and communicate with him?

Jogging towards the water you called.

‘’Hi!’’

It was enough to draw his attention to you. At first, when his head darted your way he looked pissed off, with his brow knitted tightly on his forehead and a frown, but he seemed to soften when you neared the water. You halted as soon as your now bare feet came in contact with the sea. You were supposed to act more rationally. He gave you a somewhat questioned look and, like the day before, climbed the boulder to sit on it. Like that he waited, staring at you with those red eyes.

You didn’t move, also looking at him.

Bakugo was pissed off. He waited long enough for that stupid human… well, his mate. You could guess it’s just Bakugo being himself, no matter how much he loves someone they will still piss him off from time to time. That human should be here at the same hour, or at least that’s what cultural courting looks like, should look like, maybe he’s too eager, maybe they lost interest? How could they lose interest after all that attention yesterday? If not for his restraint he could claim her just like that, seeing all the signs, listening to his instincts. Bakugo really didn’t want to admit that he started to feel slightly insecure towards the next hour of his wait.

Finally, the human came. They didn’t seem very eager, maybe even withdrawn a bit. Then they said something and he couldn’t believe his ears. Even though the blonde had no idea what the human pronounced, not even close to understanding human language, the voice itself was all he needed.

Bakugo heard once that human language is more calm, melodic and sensual. Mers produced mostly different types of growling. For the blonde it sounded natural but now, when he heard how a different species can sound… there was a big difference.

Yet, the human still didn’t want to move from their spot at the shore. Ugh, what is he supposed to do? How can he court them to come closer? So they did lose some interest in him. Those humans were truthly weird, how can you be so indecisive in such an important matter.

‘’Come here.’’ Bakugo rasped out, patting the stone slightly to show his mate what he meant, at least that’s what he wanted to show. They looked hesitant, stepping from one foot to the other, biting on their nails. ‘’Oh my fuckin…’’

The mer stretched his hand towards the human. Finally, they started to move, slowly and uneasy, his way. Their body disappeared into the water deeper and deeper with every painfully slow step. Bakugo had enough.

First, they play with him, give him hope… no, give his assurance with their behaviour. Now they are hard to get, not even wanting to touch him. And he craved this touch very much.

Vexed, he pulled their hand as soon as their fingers touched. The human weighed nothing, small, soft and fragile. Bakugo liked it very much. He had no clue how big this one was compared to other humans but he didn’t care. The important part was that he towered over them, nothing else mattered to him now.

The look on their face wiped the smirk off his face. His small human was crying, tears flowing one after another from their gawked out eyes. They were looking straight at him, terrified.

Now he really fucked up. With all those thoughts about the size difference he forgot how easy it was to hurt them. Did he do something again?

‘’I’m sorry, fuck ‘m sorry, really.’’ He tried to talk them out of that crying but it didn’t help. Shit, they looked even more frightened after hearing what he supposed was a string of growls to their ears. Bakugo couldn’t speak to them so he had to deliver his concern in some other way.

The blonde managed his mate on his lap, supporting their limbs with his hands. He snugged the arm from beneath their lower half and reached for their face. Bakugo whipped the tears from their cheeks and pushed hair strands away from their forehead. Only now did he realise that his hair was also dry. Curiously he reached to his scalp, massaging his strands. They he compared them with the humans.

After the small inspection Bakugo met the human’s eyes. They were shot straight at him.

PART TWO | PARTH FOUR

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 5 months

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A/N ::: My hissy fit has subsided. I still haven't read through this but it was spell checked. Mostly.

C/W ::: ChubbyF!reader, 2.3 seconds of voyeurism, oral sex M > F, P >V (unprotected because why not and don't @ me either, please. This is all fiction.), sick humor.

PART II

Part I SFW ::: Dating THE fucking Katsuki Bakugo

NSFW date with THE fucking Katsuki Bakugo

The two of you started to run back to his Jeep. About halfway there he slipped on the wood walk and fell flat on his ass in one of the biggest puddles you've ever seen. You stopped running as soon as you heard him swearing endlessly. Though you didn't see it happen, you can imagine how he went down.

You helped him up and he struggled along for just a little while. His butt hurt from landing directly on the tailbone but he was able to still make it the rest of the way without much trouble.

Despite the torrential downpour, again, he opened your door first. Somehow getting even more soaked. While you tried your best to be dainty and climb in gracefully, you ended up slipping on the floor mat and nearly bashing your face on the dashboard. He was ever patient with you, though he did chuckle at the shit that went wrong, all brought on by the storm.

Once he opened up his door and got inside, he was breathing almost harder than you were. And he was the hero in great shape. It never would have occurred to you that he was breathing heavily from the kiss. His breathing had nothing to do with running full steam ahead to his parked car.

Sitting there in stunned silence as the engine warmed up and the windows defogged, you noticed the hair on his head lay flat as it dripped down onto his saturated shirt. Your mascara ran down your face. Lipstick was smeared on your faces.

Both of you started to talk at the same time. That went on for a few seconds while you each insisted that the other can speak up first. Finally, you reached over and put your soft little hand over his mouth so you could say something.

"Thank you for today, Katsuki. I - I had a really ... a really nice time." You smiled sweetly and shyly at him. Blinking your eyes exaggeratedly. Partially because the make-up that was running down into them burned like hell and because you had to keep reminding yourself this was real. You weren't dreaming of being out with him.

He lifted his hand to yours and pulled it down slowly, letting it rest in his lap. "You don't wanna call it a day? Do ya?" He didn't look disappointed so much as he looked like he couldn't believe you were tapping out so early. That snarl sat on the corner of his lips. Just begging to be softened out.

It was still early in the evening and you couldn't come up with a good enough reason that you two should split ways. You would spend the whole weekend with him if that were possible. But today was his only day off for a while and he was kind enough to spend it with you.

"I mean," you started. "It is still fairly early. Do you want to drop me off and we can push pause while we're getting dry and changing clothes?" I'd be happy to meet you anywhere, I'll drive to you. Anywhere." You kicked yourself for making it a point to say that you'd go anywhere for him. Twice. But he didn't seem too fazed by it. If anything, it seemed to have made him smile.

"You got an extra bathrobe and a dryer? I'm cool coming back to your pl- oh! Shit, I mean, if you're ok with that. Didn't mean to be presumptuous there. Sorry, shit. Sorry." He scratched the stubble that was already growing in his face.

How was it, everything he did made you want to kiss him. You never wanted to breathe again if it meant your lips could be connected to his for the rest of your life.

"N-no! I - I'd really like that. Katsuki?"

"Mmm?" He grumbled as he forced his hair back from his face. "Goddamn hair. What's that, y/n?"

"I might have some sweats that'll fit you, that's all. Let's go back to my place and figure it out."

He put the car in gear and drove through the lessening rain to your place. Bonus points because he didn't need directions to get back there.

20 minutes or so later, you were unlocking your door and quickly surveying the area for anything that may have been accidentally left out. Nothing stood out to you so you were able to relax a little.

"Do you want anything? Besides dry clothes and a towel for that ..." you gestured around your head and pointed at him. "You can go ahead and change in the bathroom. There's a robe on the back of the door. I'll be in my room changing and grabbing you whatever I can find. Unless you want the robe until your clothes are dry? Washer and dryer are in the garage. I'll take your stuff out there for you. Just sit it in the hallway outside of the bathroom door."

He stood there, a little bit like someone who didn't know what to do first. So you turned on the bathroom light for him and told him to go ahead. You wandered down the hall to your room and began peeling your stuck clothes from your cold body.

"You can turn the heat on if you want. I know I'm freezing. Thermostat is to the left of the TV. Just push the mode button twice and it should kick on. Thank you!" You hollered.

He stood in the doorway of the bathroom mesmerized by you. The door had fallen open just a few inches after you thought you'd kicked it so that it at least met with the jam.

Watching you unbutton the front of your dress was a slow torture for him. You seemed to be in no hurry when slipping it from your shoulders. Standing there in your poorly lit room, there was no way he could tear his eyes from your body and how it perfectly filled out the light green lingerie you were wearing.

Katsuki started to reach for the doorknob but misjudged how close his hand was and ended up hitting it with his knuckles. You threw your arms over your body as best you could, but they could only cover so much with how exposed you are.

"Gah! You ... *aheh* you scared the hell out of me. I'm not used to someone else bein' here and ... do ..."

He pushed the door open the rest of the way and started to walk toward you. His heavy clothes clung to his body showing off his chest and arm muscles. You wanted to pinch yourself again. How can someone so fucking hot be in your room right now.

You swallowed hard and looked at the floor. "Do you need ... someth-" Katsuki put his middle finger under your chin and lifted your face to his. His brows furrowed and he nodded slightly. Your lips parted and let a shaky breath pass through as he looked over your body. Running his hands from your neck down to your shoulders, to your waist and pulling you close to him.

He was so cold you could almost feel him shivering. Burying his face, he ran his nose over the delicate skin of your neck. You could feel him smiling against you. His hands wrapped around your waist, holding you against his body.

"You're fucking gorgeous, you know that? I've been staring at you all night and trying to keep my thoughts to myself. But fuck, you're too damn beautiful. And I want you. God, I want you so bad." He whispered into your ear as his lips grazed the lobe.

You gasped at his words, feeling his breath against your cheek. "I want you, too. I want you, Katsuki." You managed to say before he pressed his lips to yours.

His kiss was urgent and filled with desire. His hands ran up and down your sides, touching every part of you that he could. Squeezing the fat on your ass as he pulled you up closer and closer to him.

Your hands wrapped around his neck and you felt the muscles in his shoulders twitch under your touch. He moaned into your mouth and started to move you toward your bed.

As he pushed you back onto the mattress, he slipped off his wet shirt and you could see his body. Every divot and crease of his chest and abs and arms. And his waist. It was quite possibly the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.

He was the polar opposite of you. Your body was soft in the most luxurious way. He was hard and tight and muscular. And it made your heart race.

Katsuki reached for the waistband of his pants and started to pull them down slowly, inadvertently teasing you as he moved them over his hips. Never taking his eyes from yours. He smirked and turned his head to the side. That fucking snarl. It was sexy and dangerous and you just wanted to grab it with your hands and hold him there forever.

"What the ... w-what are you doing, Katsuki?" You asked.

He shrugged his shoulders and kicked off his pants. "Getting ready for a shower?"

"Why are you not taking your clothes off in the bathroom, then?" You whispered, barely audible.

He leaned over you, placing his hands on either side of you and kissing your lips. "I don't have any extra clothes here. I'll just take them off here. I'll get in the shower and you can throw these in the dryer for me, yeah? Thanks." God he was cocky. Even more so with his cock out.

"Oh, but you ... I ... *sigh* Fuck. What I'm trying to say is that I can wrangle up something for you. I-if you want." You sounded like you had a sudden onset of a serious impediment of sorts. Talking to him while he was completely naked and dripping wet was making you dumb. It was embarrassing. But you couldn't look away.

You reached for his waist and pulled him to you. His skin was so cold. You could feel him shivering against you. "Do you need me to warm you up? Katsuki? Is that it?"

He shook his head, no. "I need you to do something else for me right now. Something that requires both of us being completely naked. So get out of those fucking clothes. NOW!"

You did as he said and he helped you slip off your bra and panties, throwing your bra to the floor and Katsuki took your panties and sniffed them. You giggled and pushed him away.

"Ew, Katsuki! What the fuck, dude!"

"What?! They smell like you. You smell fucking delicious. Don't 'ew' me for enjoying the way you smell, y/n. Ok, now. Let's get me warmed up and you ... warmed up for me."

He climbed onto your bed and lay between your legs. Kissing your belly and working his way down to your inner thighs. His hands explored your body as he touched every part of you. Squeezing and touching and feeling. He licked a stripe up to your neck as he laid on top of you. His full weight bearing down on you. You'd never felt anything so delicious in your life.

"Y/n ... are you, are you holding your breath? Are you ok?" He asked, resting on his wrists above you.

"Shit! I - may have forgotten to breathe. You just saved my life. I knew it would happen by the end of the date." Laughing, you turned your head to the side to avoid letting him see how red you'd turned from holding your breath and getting so aroused so quickly.

"Good save! Now, where were we? Right here." He reached for your thigh and pulled it up over his hip. He started to grind his hard cock against you, letting the head of his cock slip inside just a little bit, kissing your neck and whispering things in your ear that you had no idea you had such a physical need to hear someone say.

It was so hot. You were dripping wet for him. And he was rock solid for you. It was like you were made for each other at this moment.

"Katsuki, can we ... I want you." Your words came out as more of a whimpering plea than a question. But the message was clear.

"You in some kinda hurry, teddy bear?" He growled against your lips and rolled into your cunt. "Do you need some water? You keep swallowing really hard." His face softened, looking down at you.

"N-n-no. No w-water. Thanks, though." Reaching up to his face, you pulled him down by the cheeks and kissed him. Slowly at first. But the patience between the two of you was wearing about as thin as the string of saliva that connected your lips.

You pushed him over and climbed on top of him. Rubbing your wet cunt against his cock, you slid your hand between your legs and lifted your fingers to your mouth. Sucking on them until they were clean, you moaned and leaned down to kiss him.

"Oh, god, you taste so fucking good." Katsuki looked at you, amazed by what he saw. You were like a fucking dream.

You continued to rub against him, grabbing his hands and putting them on your tits. He raised his hips up to meet your body.

"Y/n, can you - fuck! Can you get on my dick before I fucking die?" His words came out strained and he sounded like he was about to burst.

"What's the magic word? Hmm?"

"P-please? Please. Fuck. Ride my dick, y/n." He flailed a bit and you had to laugh at his attempt.

"Th-that's not what I was talking about. But since you're going to be a good boy, I guess I'll ride that cock of yours." Sitting on him, you narrowed your eyes and smirked.

"Y-y/n. Fuh-huh-uckking hell. What do I nee- you know what. Fuck ... ugh, fuck this." He more or less shouted at you as he wrapped his arms around your shoulder and waist and flipped you over like you were some criminal that was running away from him.

"AH! Kats! I mean, Katsuki. S-sorry." You blushed.

"What'd you call me? Did you call me 'Kats'? Did you?" He stopped and looked at you for a second before kissing you softly, letting his lips linger for about 5 seconds.

"I ... yeah. I did. Is that not allowed? I'm sorry ... that was ... well, what was that?" You missed his lips already.

"No, I like it. I don't let many people call me that. So, but yeah. It's fine. It's good." He smiled, looking down at you.

"O-ok, then. So what are you going to do to me now?" You asked, biting your lip.

"Ohh-hoh, shit. Are you challenging me right now, teddy bear?" His voice was deep and rumbled when he said that ... and god, you almost came from feeling the vibrations in his chest against yours.

"Yes, Kats. Yes, I am challenging you. Now, fucking challenge me." You growled at him.

"Fuck! You're so hot. I've never seen you like this before. Y'know, the whole 3 other times we went out." He laughed at his little keen observation.

"Oh, there's plenty you haven't seen yet! Now, are we going to talk about all the shit we don't know about each other like normal people, or are you going to make it hard for me to walk to my car?"

His eyes went wide and he licked his lips. "Well, let's not get too too carried away now. Ok? Just relax and let me take care of you." He started to rub his cock against your pussy again. Then he scooted down so his face was even with your tits. He licked you from collarbone to belly button and then lifted your thighs so they rested over his wide shoulders.

You put your hands over your face and moaned something quietly into your palms.

"What was'zat? What'd you say?" He stopped, waiting for you to answer.

"I said, I wasn't exactly planning on this? I didn't - I'm not - ugh. I didn't prep myself? I guess?"

"Oh hell, sweetheart. I don't give a fuck if you got a pussy full of hair. I'm going deeper than that, anyway. Now. Relax f'me, teddy bear." He smirked at you and then dove his face between your legs.

Katsuki lapped at your clit with his tongue, pressing into you just enough to make your toes curl. Then he moved down to your opening and began to push his tongue inside you. He worked his tongue in and out, in and out. Alternating pressure and depth and timing. It was like he knew exactly how to make you come in record time.

You pulled at his hair and arched your back, lifting your hips from the bed. He reached his hands up and placed them on your tits, squeezing and massaging and pulling at your nipples.

"Kats, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna fucking cum righ'nowww-oh my god. Fuck!"

He pressed his tongue flat against your clit and hummed as you rode out your orgasm against his face, "Mhm, mhm, mmmhmm, that's right, teddy bear. Use my fucking face!" You shook and writhed and moaned and screamed his name until you had nothing left to give him.

He climbed back up your body and looked at you with his lips wet and shining in the dim light of your room. "So fucking sexy. You know that?"

"Me? Look at you! God, Katsuki. You're gorgeous." You couldn't stop looking at his body. It was like a work of art.

"Ok, okokok. Jesus. Enough with that shit. Now, where were we?" He smiled and pulled your legs around his waist.

"Oh, yes. Right. Ok. Go ahead." You braced yourself for the sensation of his cock inside you.

It was like a warm hug. He filled you up and stretched you out just enough to make you gasp. You squeezed his biceps and pulled him to you. "Mmhuhh fffuckk, Kats, you feel so fucking good. You're so big. Your cock is perfect."

"Oh, shit. You talk dirty like that and I'm gonna fuckin' explode ... I mean, not you or anything but - but ..." you giggled at his nervousness. "Fuck. You ready? G'na start to move now." He kissed your cheek and you nodded.

He started to thrust into you slowly at first, making sure you were comfortable. Then he started to pick up his pace, pushing harder and deeper. His balls slapped against your ass and it made your eyes roll back into your skull. The the melodic sounds of the debauchery between you two as your bodies bounced back off of the others was the most sexy thing you've ever heard. Aside from his grumbly, mumbly voice, that is.

"Kats, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum again. Fuck, I'm gonna cum on your cahhh ffffuck, hngh!" You breathed heavily as he continued to pound you, feeling the familiar tingle in your belly. The warmth growing in your cheeks and your toes curl into the sheets.

"Ahhh, fffuck, y/n. You're so fucking hot. I'm gonna cum, hah ... I'm gonna cum in you - fuck - if you want me to. Or I can cum on you? You better hurry the fuck up and tell me what you wah-hant ... fuck, hurry up hurry up!"

You nodded and he fucked you like your lives depended on it. You both came at the same time. He leaned over you, panting and dripping sweat. He kissed your neck and your chest and your face, and you hugged him tightly.

"I - I know we haven't talked about ... I mean, we don't have to talk about it right now. But I need to tell you ... I'm not on any birth control. Isn't that exciting! We might have just created life!"

He sat up and looked at you. "The fuck did you just say, woman? You're n-not what now? You gotta fuckin' be kidding me. Jesus fuckin' chri-"

You were laughing so hard now your belly was shaking and your shoulders were bouncing. "Katsuki, I'm fucking with you. I'm totally fucking with you right now. Of course I am." You shot him with finger guns and he fell on top of you. His heart racing - either from the pregnancy terror or from the great sex you two just had.

He reached for your hair and ran his fingers through it. "You're a fuckin' asshole. You know that? I swear to god. I will never let you live that shit down."

You smiled and kissed his chest, "I know. And I'm looking forward to it."

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cw. gn!reader, reader works in forensics, pro-hero!bakugou, aged-up (26), some cursing

thinking about an emotionally constipated pro-hero!bakugou who's in denial about his feelings for you, his workmate in forensics :( thought he was immune to crushes because only ambition-less idiots had those. turns out he's a dumbass as well—even at 26.

his gaze always seems to gravitate toward you when you're in the same room. also has to consciously stop himself from staring too much, especially when his other pro-hero friends are around to tease him about it. (dunce face is so far the loudest and greatest at inducing embarrassment).

but what else can he do? your pull is so strong, he's going crazy and starting to think that maybe—just maybe—he can want other things than just being number one.

"...bakugou-san?"

he snaps out of his reverie, disoriented. he looks to the front and finds you with a folder clutched against your chest.

pretty, he thinks to himself, which is immediately followed by what the fuck am i thinking.

"are you okay?" you ask, worriedly.

NO, I'M FUCKING NOT AND IT'S YOUR GODDAMN FAULT, he wants to scream. rather than shouting at your face, though, he nods curtly. "is that the report on all the crime scenes from yesterday?"

"yes, sir. i—"

"i thought i told you to stop calling me sir."

he did, after you finished your last case as partners—him as the pro-hero-in-charge and you as the head of the forensics department. he doesn't know what possessed him to say that back then. all he knew at that moment was he hated being called sir by you.

if he had his way, you would call him yours.

fucking hell.

"sorry...bakugou," you trail off awkwardly. "yes, this is it."

you carefully place the folder on the desk in front of him before straightening up, locking eyes with the man.

"thank you," he says, voice low.

he hopes you're getting the hint. most people in his agency only ever receive a grunt or a disinterested scowl.

"my pleasure!" you beam. "i'll be in my office if you need me for anything."

with that, you turn to exit his corner office, leaving bakugou with the documents and a heart thrumming at 160 beats per minute.

you're going to be the fucking death of him.

as always, reblogs, comments, and tags are appreciated <3 have a lovely day!

#first time writing using bakugou's pov!#this was fun #bakugou x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #bakugou fluff #bakugou imagine #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bkg

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he lets you paint his nails | k. bakugou

> pairing: katsuki bakugou x reader

> word count: 995

> concept: college au (aged-up), established relationship, domesticity, gn reader, canon divergence

> summary: bakugou lets you paint his nails

> warning(s): smoking weed

> author’s note(s): so i'm noticing i prefer college au's because the idea of writing a high school pov is so funky monkey to me. also, this was inspired by art I saw on instagram, but I forgot the artist.

You love spending the day at Bakugou’s place.

When you first started the student-hero routine, you collaborated with Kaminari and Mina on when to schedule your patrols, so you could work with either of them. Unfortunately, Bakugou decided on an opposite schedule to his roommate, so he would only have to cross paths occasionally.

That meant whenever you were working, Bakugou was off. And when you were off, Bakugou was out of the apartment.

This weekend was different, though. He switched patrols with Kirishima, who needed his shift covered, and went home early.

He already knew you would be at his place. He asked you last night over the phone and then confirmed with Kaminari.

When he unlocked the door, the smell of weed knocked him back. He scrunched his nose in irritation, but it quickly died when he caught sight of you stirring something on the stove, swinging your hips to music in your head.

You turned around when he shut the door behind him, and you dropped your spoon. Your eyes were red and glazed over, but he could read the pleasant surprise on your face.

"Katsuki," you breathed, smiling. "You're home."

"It reeks in here." He frowned darkly, dropping his duffle bag and uniform next to the couch.

"You're usually not here to smell it," you confessed whimsically, unbothered. You go up to him and bring him into a tight hug. The type of hug you gave when you were inebriated and wanted to literally melt into him. He slowly eases into it. "You're not going on patrol?"

"I would have if I was assigned an area," he muttered. "Eiji needed me to cover another time for him, so he took this shift."

"Remind me to thank him later," he heard you mumble against him.

Bakugou chuckled softly, petting the back of your head. "You miss me or something?"

"Always, asshole." You pull away from him, but he keeps his arms around you. "You're reckless."

He glares at that. "What did you say?"

"Nothing," you say quickly, pecking his lips. "We're in Kami's room. Mina's here too."

"Goody," Bakugou remarks dryly, allowing you to drag him to Kaminari's room. The smell only got stronger the deeper you went into the apartment.

"Blasty boy is here!" Mina screeched when you showed up in the doorway. Kaminari was in the middle of a bong rip when his eyes met Bakugou's glare, and he choked.

Bakugou felt a brief sense of satisfaction as he watched Kaminari cough until tears ran down his cheeks.

"You're not supposed to be here," Kaminari wheezed out once he could speak.

"Why does the place smell dank?" Bakugou glared darkly.

"We do this every weekend. Chill out," you speak up, taking a spot on the ground next to Mina.

Every weekend? "How have I not smelled it?"

"Because your sense of smell isn't as impressive as you think." Mina giggles at your clap back as she takes the bong next.

"We were gonna smoke and then paint our nails," Mina tells him. Bakugou leans against the doorframe and glances at you, but you're preoccupied with choosing a color. "Can I paint your nails, 'Tsuki?"

"Not a chance, Pinky." He lowered himself next to you, nodded when you showed him your color, and wordlessly asked for his opinion. He looked over the options, a combination of the three of your collections, all scattered on the floor between them.

He picked a basic black and passed it to you, which you took with confusion.

"Can you do mine this color?" He could feel the rush of heat crawling up his neck when Kaminari and Mina began squawking at how soft he was for you.

You silence them with a look, which he's grateful for, and smile warmly.

"Of course. I'll paint yours, then mine." You shifted, facing him, and took his hand into your lap. "Oh, wait. I'm gonna take a rip first." You paused as you reached for the bong, glancing at Bakugou briefly to check for disapproval.

He smiled and gave you a wink, enjoying how your lips pulled back into a wider grin as you grabbed the bong by the neck.

He thought you looked pretty when you handled smoking like an expert. Even though he didn't smoke, he thought it was amusing when his friends got high. And when you got high, you laughed at everything, and Bakugou loved your laugh.

"So, when is the shift you're covering for Eiji?" You ask him after starting on his nails.

"Sometime next week," he mutters, although he probably should let Kaminari know too. "I think it's during one of your shifts."

"Oh, maybe we can pair up then," you smile, keeping your focus on his nail so close to your face that you're nearly cross-eyed. "Can I add some orange? I'll make it look nice."

"Whatever you want," he tells you, makes your chest swell.

It makes his stomach flip when he realizes how dainty your hands are compared to his, and he can feel his cheeks get warm. With his other hand, he brings it against your face and pulls you closer to press a kiss on your forehead.

"What was that for?" You laugh breathlessly. You feel his body shrug across from you.

"Felt like it."

Off to the side, Mina is pretending to show Kaminari a video on her phone, but she's really recording this sweet moment where you're painting Bakugou's nails.

Bakugou loves that you painted his nails. As the week begins and you two return to your everyday routines, Bakugou checks his nails constantly.

He's careful and makes sure the polish doesn't chip off. He checks for hangnails every hour and uses oil on his cuticles.

When he's in class, and it's been a while since he's seen you, he'll start rubbing the side of his index finger against the nail on his thumb. Something about feeling the smooth paint gives him relief.

(im definitely projecting, but i hope you enjoyed)

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