#bnha bakugo katsuki
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms in bnha who absolutely dominate the genes game!
Horikoshi really said dad dna gets participation ribbons and not a gd chromosome more 💀
I mean Endeavor was actively trying to build a perfect dna combo and mom dna still won across the board until it ended in a tie 🙃
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synopsis. youth isn't forever, but you know your life with him was only just starting.
ft. bakugou katsuki
genre. fluff imagine
warnings. gn! reader, aged up! characters, domestic! relationship, one or two swear words, katsu bein hubby material =D, au! i think, slightly unedited !
notes. YUGH THIS IS MY DEBUT AS A BNHA WRITER WOO lol ( the inspo was from this ig post it was soo cuutee ,, why am i always so embarrassed of my own works sigh )
you knew the fan was whirring away inside, keeping the indoors cool. you were tempted to go back in, but it wasn't like you could leave your garden unattended. without proper care, you and iwa's hard work would've withered away.
wiping the sweat dripping down the side of your face, you stood with your hands on your hip, looking over the garden you spent the last six months decorating.
you let out a grin at the sight, before bending down to reach for your watering can.
"excuse me, miss?"
halting, you stood straight up again, turning around to see a young boy, perhaps in his mid teens.
"can i help you?" you asked with genuine confusion, taking off your gardening gloves. your hands rested on top of the front gates.
he hesitated before pointing to your right.
"may i have one of your roses?"
blinking in surprise, you glanced at your rose bush, before looking back at him.
his hand flew up to the back of his neck. rubbing it, he let out a small chuckle. "i wanted to surprise my girflriend, but i don't have any money on me."
your heart bloomed in adoration, and you gave him a big smile. "of c-"
"oi, dipshit, it's time for lunch!"
you turned around to face the house upon hearing him.
"katsu, give me a sec!"
you then swivelled around, giving the boy a grin. "how many would you like?"
he pondered for a second, before answering. "you can choose!"
nodding, you reached for your pruner and proceeded to look around for the best looking flowers.
just as you were about to snip one-
"what're you doing?"
the front door swung open, revealing your fiancé at the door, frowning at you. at the same time, you accidentally pricked your finger, letting out an "ow!".
without another word, he started down the stairs, walking to the two of you.
the teen bowed his head in apology. "i'm sorry, sir! i asked for a rose-"
he 'tched'. "there's no need to bow."
taking the pruners from you, he ushered you out of the way, before snipping at the stalks.
"here you go." bakugou handed over two roses, to which the boy leaned forward to take from him, only for the older to swoop it out of his reach.
"make sure you don't hurt yourself, like this dumbass over her," he nodded his head in your direction. you giggled at his attitude.
carefully taking it from his hands, the boy beamed at the two of you. "thank you, sir!"
"make sure you surprise her well," you winked at him.
he nodded rapidly, before sprinting off down the road.
once he was had turned around the corner, you giggled, looking at your fiancé once again.
"didn't you buy me roses on our first date, 'tsuki?"
"shut up," he growled.
"you did! mina told me she planned everything," you said playfully.
"that little- i'm going to kill her," bakugou emphasized, rolling up his sleeves in a threatening way.
"oh my gosh, katsu, it's okay, i liked your gift anyways." you reassured at him.
"don't give a crap," he scoffed, looking away.
"cut it out, (y/n), or else."
you laughed. "you're so cute, babe."
" .. lunch's getting cold." he mumbled, looking ahead and dragging you inside.
hand in hand, the two of you walked back to your house, your engagement rings twinkling under the sun rays.
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One of my favorite sub plots of MHA is All Might and Mina Ashido’s intense ship war throughout the series:
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katsuki, izuku, and shouto as types of doting dads
🌿 gender neutral!reader
🌿 sfw drabbles, lots of domestic fluff under the cut,
🌿 warning: bakugo swearing, of course
🌿 w.c: 1.2k (approx. 400 each)
🌿 a/n: thank u to my angel @mindninjax for naming katsu’s tiktok
Bakugo’s kids are not spoiled, fuck you for even insinuating it.
Bakugo’s kids get what they need.
And what they need is a four tier bento box, every school day.
Insulated, of course, because “they aren’t fucking animals.”
And what starts as Bakugo just being a very attentive father, grows into you recording him coming home from his early morning run and grumbling while he puts on the frilly, lemon yellow apron your kids got him for Christmas two years ago, which grows into him carefully arranging a camera setup over your kitchen countertops, “because you’re the shittiest director alive, dumbass.” Which leads to the tiktok account dine-amight, where Bakugo uploads his intermediate-level character bentos, full to bursting with perfectly seasoned rice balls shaped like All Might and Hello Kitty, star and moon shaped fruits and veggies and occasionally, when your kids beg for them, Bakugo’s famous rainbow mini pancakes.
And of course a pro-hero with a reputation like Bakugo doing anything domestic is worth coverage and acclaim, blowing the account’s followers into the hundreds of thousands in a week.
In fact, people are shocked that Bakugo can even find the time. But he’d do anything for your kids, do anything to see them bring home empty bentos, bragging about all the kids drooling over their lunches that day. Anything to watch their missing tooth smiles when he asks how they were.
And if that means a couple of extra grocery trips at the end of the week and really early morning runs and gentle kisses on your forehead while you mutter and shift in your sleep before he starts the rice cooker, then so be it.
“Katsuki, they are not going to eat caviar. They do not need caviar.” Honestly, you were less surprised he was dropping it in the cart and more surprised your local supermarket even carried it in the first place.
“They’ll eat whatever the fuck I give them.” He bites, pushing the cart just shy of too fast through the aisle, head swivelling back and forth for god knows what else. An elderly woman casts your husband a dirty look as he just barely swings the metal buggy to avoid her, to which Katsuki helpfully spits “Keep it movin’, hag!”
“Doesn’t mean they need to choke down dry ass chicken nuggets and grape juice all day.”
Birthday party dad, the absolute worst party dad. Thousands of dollars on his kids’ birthday parties. Princess parties, pirate parties, any theme your kids can gurgle about liking and Deku has pulled out his tablet and is putting a pinterest board together before you can remind him that the twins’ birthday was two months ago.
“We can get an early start on next year. What’ll you think it’ll cost to turn the pool into an ice rink?”
“Don’t be dramatic.”
Gets almost ridiculously bitter when the family across the street throws an All Might themed party when he knows, he fucking knows, they overheard him talking about throwing one for the boys months ago, But he is not changing his plan. Naw naw naw, your kids are gonna get their All Might party, they’re getting the All Might Party. Every single attendee is getting a vintage, tin All Might lunchbox stuffed to bursting with All Might merch; toys, branded candy only released in Sweden, keychains, those little retro bubble charms, anything he can cram in there. The yellow, red and blue bouncy castle he rented rivals the size of your house. And then, because there is not a soul on the planet pettier than your husband, he forces every pro hero he’s ever known to get in costume and take photos with the kids. He makes the one with the twins your yearly christmas card, then hand delivers it to the family across the street.
You bake apology pies for weeks.
“You know this is ridiculous right? Deku, she’s 2” you stress the number, pinching the bridge of your nose. “She isn't going to remember any of this.”
“I'm not listening, I didn't hear that, I am busy putting little princesses on cupcakes, a task you said you would help me with.” He’s grinning when he turns to you, and when you hold out your hand, he places a piping bag full of baby pink frosting in your open palm.
Together you hunch over the kitchen island to ice and decorate twenty-four strawberry vanilla cupcakes, nudging and snickering at each other’s lopsided princess figures until the two of you are smearing icing on skin and tossing edible glitter into hair.
You know those “girl dads”? That’s Shouto. He takes her everywhere, takes pictures of everything that little girl does. School plays, holidays, playdates, you name it and there’s a dedicated, timestamped album that Shouto is begging to show every visitor, mailman and coworker.
He prints them out, and maintains an instagram account filled with his favourite daddy-daughter moments, updated. daily.
Nevermind that he hasn’t used his own personal account in 9 years.
His favourite thing is buying and wearing matching outfits, carrying her in one arm. “Yes, I know she can walk, she’s very talented, she can do anything. She just likes to be as tall as daddy is.”
Whenever he picks her up from school, slides her sweet little coat on and gently secures her into her car seat, right where he can see her when he looks at the rearview mirror. Then, Shouto drives your daughter wherever she wants to go.
If it’s the zoo, they’re going, and coming back with a gigantic, stuffed red panda to add to her own (not so little) plushie zoo at home. If it’s Starbucks, she comes toddling through the front door holding a VENTI, frozen hot chocolate frappuccino (no coffee, of course) and a brownie. Shouto asks them to make it special, he would never let her handle anything too hot.
“Shouto, stop. You’re gonna rot her teeth, she can’t even finish that.” Which is totally true, the cup’s as big as your daughter’s head. Not that she seems to mind, the way she hefts it up for you to see from the entryway while Shouto undoes her glittery blue shoelaces.
“I’ll finish the rest.” He shrugs, picking her up and plopping her down on the living room couch next to you, pressing a light kiss to the top of your head before shuffling off to hang up their identical winter coats.
He doesn’t even like chocolate.
“Why would she need a iPad?” You grab Shouto by his shoulders and make him look at you.
“For…school.” His voice is quiet and subdued and you almost feel bad...before you remember your husband is clutching an $800 tablet he intends to give your 6 year old kid to his chest in the middle of an electronics store.
“Baby...she’s in elementary school…They aren’t even using calculators yet.” You try to pry the package out of his grip, steadfastly ignoring the gentle downturn of Shouto’s mouth at the development.
“She’s very advanced for her age.” The frown is a full on pout by now and you shut it down as quick as you can.
“No. Uh uh. Put that bottom lip back in. Then put the tablet back.”
It’s wrapped in shiny purple paper by December 19th.
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b. katsuki masterlist
rules | masterlist | req . list
ᴀ/ɴ: yk bakugo was my first husbando even before i watched bnha and look how the times have changed nbljgnbl,, anyways!! bakugo masterlist cause i write him too much! enjoy. cc:
【bold is nsfw, scenarios is italicized】
【normal is head-cannons and sfw. ♡】
〔 > 〕 first works!
〔 ✩ 〕 special events!
〔 ♡ 〕 friend birthday!
〔 ♔ 〕 poc works!
〔 ❦ 〕 lgbtq+ works!
LAST UPDATE: 5/8/21
✩ Bakugo & Kaminari Kabedon HCs
✩ Be Natural
➣ Bed Rest
➣ Blue Balls
➣ Cuddling w/ Neko!S/O HCs
♡ Fancy You
♔ Fem!Muslim S/O HCs
♡ Fem!S/O W/ Belly Piercings
➣ Get Groovin’
✩ Going to Aquarium or Beach HCs
➣ Helping Fem!Reader Get With Her Girl Crush HCs
➣ Hugs From Bakugou
➣ It’s Raining Cats & Dogs
➣ Mineta Hitting on S/O HCs
➣ Receiving Bear Hugs From Reader
➣ Scared to Love S/O
➣ “Shit sorry, am I going to fast?”
➣ Sleeping w/ S/O HCs
➣ S/O That’s An Olympic Figure Skater HCs
➣ S/O That Works as Hentai Voice Actress HCs
➣ Study Buddies
➣ Time to Love, part two
➣ Why We Don’t Take You Out
➣ Wolf!Bakugou HCs (Domestic AU)
♔ Woke, part two
✩ You’re Perfect
👑 TEAM BAKUGOU 👑
> Bakugou Katsuki A-Z (NSFW)
➣ Bakugo Breeding Kinks HCs
➣ Bakugo Friends W/ Benefits HCs
♔ Bakugo & Midoriya W/ Black!S/O HCs
➣ Being Called Daddy HCs
➣ Boasting About Bakugou Over the Phone HCs
➣ Bottom (female), Bottom (male)
➣ Busty S/O HCs
♡ Busty S/O w/ Nipple Piercings HCs
➣ Caught Masturbating HCs
➣ Consider This Thirst Quenched
➣ Crying Kink HCs
➣ Dabi & Bakugo W/ S/O Who Has a High Sex Drive HCs
➣ Early in the Morning
➣ Giving Oral HCs
➣ His Little Omega
➣ “I’m not Jealous”
✩ In the Changing Room
➣ Jealousy’s In the Air
➣ Keepin Him Up ;)
➣ Keep Quiet For Me
➣ Kiribaku Relationship HCs
➣ Omega!Bakugou HCs
➣ Our Little Secret
➣ Sassy S/O HCs
➣ Reacting to S/O Ahegao Face HCs
➣ Riding Bakugou for the First Time
➣ Show Me
➣ Slim Thicc S/O HCs
➣ Somnophilia HCs
➣ Squirting for the First Time, part two
➣ There for You, part two
➣ Thigh Riding
➣ Wipe That Smirk From Your Face
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Warnings: self doubt, bad thoughts, lack of sleep
Requests are open!!
Y/N sat alone and upset. It wasn’t that she entirely minded being alone, it’s just that it got to her from time to time. You know when your stomach hurts because you aren’t eating, but you’re not eating because your stomach hurts? Well, that’s how Y/N felt right now. She felt so alone because she was distancing herself from others, but she was distancing herself because she felt so alone.
Y/N blankly stared at the small sliver of light that managed to make its way through the closed curtains. Thoughts raced through her mind…
You aren’t fit enough for the hero course…
Your classmates only talk to you because they have to…
You annoy your friends so much that they’ve given up trying to tell you. They’re just playing along to make you happy…
A tear slid down her cheek but she didn’t bother to wipe it away. It’s what I deserve, she thought to herself. It just further proves the point that I’m too weak…
A soft knock broke Y/N’s train of thought but she didn’t bother to move.
“Y/N?” someone called quietly. “Are you in there?” Silence. “I’m coming in, ok?” The door opened and light flooded into the room. Y/N winced and looked away from the light, hiding her head in between her knees.
“Oh, baby.” She could hear footsteps approaching the bed. The bed dipped beside her and an arm draped around her back. “What’s wrong?” The hand rubbed up and down Y/N’s back.
“Baku?” she whispered, avoiding eye contact.
“It’s me baby. I’m right here.” Y/N leaned into Bakugou, sighing. She buried herself into the boy’s side. “Is it alright that I’m touching you?” He could feel the girl nod into his side. “What’s wrong baby girl?” When Y/N stayed silent, Bakugou picked her up and placed her in his lap. She leaned into his chest, wrapping her arms around his stomach. Bakugou stood and carried her down the hall to his room.
“Let’s get you more comfortable, ok hun?” he asked. Bakugou set Y/N down on his bed as he pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie from his dresser. “Put these on ok? I’m going to go get you something to eat.” He set the clothes down on the bed and closed the door behind him as he left. Y/N lifted her head and slowly changed into her friend’s clothes. When she finally settled down, wrapped in Bakugou’s blanket, the boy entered the room with a bowl of (favorite food).
“I brought you (f/f),” he said, sitting down beside you. “Maybe it’ll cheer you up.” Bakugou fed you the delicious food until the bowl was empty. He set it on his nightstand and grabbed your hands from the blanket. “Talk to me baby,” he coaxed. “What’s on your mind? Is it me? Did I do something?” Y/N shook her head. She climbed on Bakugou's lap and wrapped her legs around his waist and buried her face against him.
"It's not you," she assured. "It's me." Bakugou ran one hand through Y/N's hair as the other rubbed up and down her back.
"What do you mean?" He asked. "You know you can trust me." Bakugou could feel his shirt dampen with Y/N’s tears.
“I’m not good enough,” she muttered, burying her face further into her friend. The boy suddenly pulled back and grabbed the girl by her shoulders, trying to get her to look at him.
“What?!” he exclaimed. Bakugou used one hand to lift your chin up. His heart broke in two when he saw how upset you looked. “What do you mean you’re not good enough?! You’re one of the best in our class!” He used his thumb to wipe away a few tears. “Did someone tell you that you weren’t good enough?! Who was it? I’ll kill them myself.”
“It was me,” Y/N sobbed. Bakugou pulled her back into a hug. “I told myself that.”
“Why?” he asked. “Why would you ever tell yourself that?”
“Because it’s true,” she answered. “Look at me! I’m weak! I can’t do anything for myself and I always have to rely on others!” Y/N had sat up and started hitting Bakugou in the stomach weakly. He didn’t mind all that much; it was a way for Y/N to let out her emotions and it didn’t involve her getting herself hurt.
“You’re not weak darling,” he tried to assure her, grabbing her hands. He pulled them to him and kissed them softly. “You are so not weak.”
“Yes I am!” Y/N sobbed, falling into Bakugou again. “Look at me! I’m not pretty. I’m not skinny. I can’t live up to everyone’s expectations. I’m worthless!”
So that’s what’s getting to her, Bakugou thought to himself. A person can only be so happy for so long. He rested his chin on top of her head.
“You aren’t worthless,” he muttered, trying desperately to calm his friend down. “Look at me--hey, look at me.” He lifted Y/N’s chin once more and held it in place, maintaining eye contact. “You aren’t worthless. And you are good enough. Baby, you’re perfectly healthy for a girl your age. Your weight isn’t what you think. You don’t need to be pretty for people to like you. But you are pretty. You’re beautiful, you hear me?”
Y/N nodded, sniffling.
“You are perfectly capable of doing what is being asked of you. And if you think you aren’t, the whole class is here to help you,” Bakugou edged on. “We’re all here to love and support you for who you are, alright?”
“Alright.” Bakugou smiled, making Y/N grin slightly.
“Now, how about you take a nap, hm?” he suggested, ruffling the girl’s hair. “You’re starting to look like Aizawa…”
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Bakugo: Oi, I’m home.
Izuku: Welcome home, Kacchan! How was jury duty?
Bakugou: Fantastic. I don’t have to waste my time on a long-ass trial.
Izuku: Really? How did you get out of it?
Judge: Okay, so we want to know if all of you can be unbiased during this medical malpractice case. Juror number 1, can you be unbiased during this case?
Random Guy: Ah, no, I can’t. Because you see, I’m a doctor myself.
Bakugo: OH! Bullshit, you freaking extra. I saw your Subway badge in the hallway! Why don’t you doctor me up a roast beef, you lying sack of shit?!
Judge: Juror number 7, you are dismissed.
Bakugo: Hah?! You don’t want to hear my story?!
Judge: P-please, just leave.
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Expect a lot of Sero content from me cuz i love him so much😅
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I'm really proud of this one😌😌😌
Tenya Iida, Kaminari Denki, and Katsuki Bakugo have been Accepted!
Elysium is a small, 18+ Multifandom Discord Roleplay set in an enormous, isolated tower where magical technology, virtual reality, cyberpunk, and solarpunk blend into one. The mysterious Artificial Intelligence running the Tower has pulled you from your own worlds and trapped you inside. Will you find love, a home, a chance to start a new life, or an opportunity to claw your way to power whatever the cost? We welcome both light slice-of-life and romance stories, as well as darker, angsty adventures. What you make of Elysium is up to you.
Currently, we are open for characters on our Reserved list ONLY. Please take a look if you’re interested in joining!
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Bakugou x Reader - Beautifully Flawed (Drabble)
A/n: It’s Mother’s Day and I figured I might as well at least make a drabble out of it. (Just a lil reminder that flaws are what make us human, so don’t beat yourself up for making mistakes!)
How to describe you?
In one word, admirable.
In two, admirable, and oh so very flawed.
But your flaws were what contributed to your admirability. Despite knowing that some of your imperfections were permanent, you worked hard to be the best version of yourself that you could be.
And despite Katsuki’s temper and attitude and lack of gentleness and sensitivity, and well, the list could go on, you still stuck with him because to his ultimate chagrin, you knew he would always be flawed too.
But he would always be the man you loved.
And your little baby, dear, sweet Katsumi, wasn’t perfect either. She cried every two hours and excreted some of the worst smelling poop known to man.
But you loved her more than anything in this world.
You wouldn’t be the perfect mother, he wouldn’t be the perfect father, and she wouldn’t be the perfect daughter.
And that’s okay. What mattered was that you tackled life with the best effort possible.
So as Katsuki held you in his arms only to be awakened by Katsumi’s cries for the third time that night, he softly told you to go back to sleep, and went to his baby.
As he held his daughter in his arms he realized that though none of you were perfect, the flawed future that awaited you could be.
And like with everything, he would give it his all to achieve that future for his beautifully flawed, but happy family.
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—in which he tries to protect you, a famous celebrity, from paparazzis
includes: s. todoroki / k. bakugo / d. kaminari / hawks
pairing: various x reader
disclaimer: lowercase intended
his sixth sense is immaculate
hidden paparazzis are not so hidden to him <33
he’s extra happy when you wear hoodies, cap or sunglasses to not let anyone know it’s you since you don’t like paparazzis pestering you
but he won’t tell you to wear that or wear this because he doesn’t want to control that
when you two are on the sidewalk, he’d always switch places so he’d be the one closer to the road
holds ur hand while you both walk
honestly, you two are already used to being surrounded and pestered by paparazzis, but he knows that flashing lights hurt your eyes so-
would either raise or decrease the temperature around you two to hopefully shoo the paparazzis away
takes you somewhere private—usually a car
grips ur waist and pull you close to him
smells like caramel and anger
would get really pissed off bcz they’re fucking annoying
lmao his face would be scowling the whole time
“oi, get the fuck out of our face!”
stomps w u until you two get to somewhere private
he still won’t let go of you
he likes attention but you give him enough attention already so uh he’d avoid paparazzis
“oh shit—they’re here!”
takes your hand and interlocks it with his
ok he would definitely run with you to escape from them
the paparazzis have different species so some of them would chase you two
kinda scary when someone chases you, but it’s fun to escape with kaminari
eventually, you two would make it somewhere private and would just laugh for five minutes straight
would immediately take a picture of you two and post it on social media to piss off the paparazzis lol
since the photos the paparazzis took will be useless when you beat them to posting it to the media
will take their attention from you because you’re uncomfortable with the paparazzis
also partly because he likes attention
once he’s done, he’d quickly do a bridal carry to you and fly away
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Hello hello! Your blog is beautifully constructed. I hope there will be more dom reader blogs like yours in the future. If you aren’t busy could I please have g/n reader brat taming Bakugou or Shinsou? I’ll leave it up to you to decide. Remember to drink water!
Hello! Thank you! (´ ω `♡) I chose Bakugou, but I might do something similar for Shinsou later on huhu~ And thanks for the reminder! I hope you’re hydrated as well! ╰(*´︶`*)╯
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯; bakugou katsuki
𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱; 1.5k
𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰; gender neutral reader, impact play (not too hard though), brat taming, crying, mentioned overstimulation, implied edge play, paddle, dom!reader, sub!character
𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔰; sex toy (cock ring), lowkey headcanon Bakugou being into impact play, some aftercare before round 2, mentioned safe word (cues like the traffic light colors), aged-up character, Bakugou is 18+
𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢; I hope you enjoy it notwhatiseem. I might’ve had to do some investigation, as I was unsure if my plan on how the story was going was a correct, or as correct, portrayal. Maybe in the near future Mr. Paddle will make a comeback-
“Baby boy! What has gotten into you today?”
You scold Bakugou as he glares at you from the couch, arms crossed and body relaxed on the cushions as he tries not to show how his anger is making his body tremble.
Unlike you, because you’re quivering in anger, in utter disappointment with the stunt he decided to pull during the Bakusquad’s monthly game night.
It was a fun time, a casual time and place where everyone could leave behind their prohero responsibilities before somehow being dragged away to missions, patrols, paperwork, all the glorious hero work.
But Bakugou decided that this very night, in the very moment Kaminari ‘accidentally’ placed his hand on your thigh, that he’ll be a brat. A jealous brat, which is worse than his usual bratty behavior.
But he isn’t usually a brat? It’s confusing and a whiplash for you, not really expecting to punish him after months of him being so obedient, so nice, so docile with you and everything you wanted or needed.
“Answer me, Bakugou.”
Okay, that made him furrow his eyebrows in worry, wondering if he’s crossing a line, but that already happened the moment he began sassing back at you and insulting you. Not even playful banter, it was just outright rude and degrading.
He went against opening his mouth or talking in general, just huffing as he slouched a bit more into the couch, as if he wants the cushions to swallow him in or maybe he’s trying to keep riling up your mood.
“Sit up correctly.” You snapped, halting your pacing as you standing in front of him, hands on your hips as you take in his sitting position. He’s barely such a slouch; he’s taking this too far.
Or maybe you got too used to him being such a sweet baby boy that you forgot just how impatient you can sometimes get.
This is one of those times.
“You’re not gonna talk?”
He shakes his head. Well, at least he answered, but his posture remains the same.
Sighing, you leave the living room and head to the bedroom, rummaging through your closet to find- aha!
Bakugou, in the meantime, is trying not to let his nerves get to him, not wanting clammy palms and possibly causing more harm with his reactions. All he can hear is stuff being moved around in your shared bedroom and then hearing a small shout of victory.
But for what- wait, why the fuck did you take that out?!
“Alright, baby boy. I hope you remember Mr.Paddle. He will aid me in your punishment.”
No, no! Anything but the paddle! You’ve never used it, at all. Even if there were some close calls, you still never had it anywhere near his skin, or him. It was a gag gift you gave him out of the blue.
“No!” Bakugou yelled, getting on his feet as his arms fell on either side of him, eyes wide in shock and slight fear. How hard could you go with that? How bad will it hurt?
But your amused chuckle seems to make him even more confused. Aren’t you angry at him?
“So you speak when threatened, but not when spoken to nicely? I told you to sit correctly-”
“Baby boy.” Oh he’s done it. He interrupted you just as he was kind of redeeming himself.
“I’m s-sorry…” He trailed off, slowly sitting down on the couch as he never loses eye contact with you, waiting to see if you’ll finally use the paddle or you’ll continue trying to talk things out.
But you made a good point: why does he only speak up when threatened with punishment instead of avoiding all of this anger?
“Baby boy. Today you’ve gotten bold with your actions and your words. But you’ve been terribly rude with Kaminari! Isn’t he your friend? What did he do wrong?”
You do know, but you wanted to hear it from him.
But Bakugou kept his silence, fidgeting on the seat as he battled his inner, mini Bakugous about the pros and cons of speaking up and answering.
The main pro is that he’ll be given attention.
The main con is that that attention will be given with the paddle.
Well, his pride be damned.
“He was touching you! I hate it when other people do!” He spoke out, voice raising in volume just a bit at the end, but he shyly whispered, “you of all people know how jealous I can get.”
“Oh~ so baby boy was jealous?”
He groaned, covering his face with his hands before taking them away in a flash, grimacing at how sweaty they are and how sweet it smells.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, goddamn it.”
He grumbled, pouting as he looked at you again, slowly averting his gaze to the paddle as it just stared back at him.
Why does he feel like even if he spoke, he’s going to get that touching him?
He was right after some time, his body moving forward with every hit you landed on his ass with the paddle, a cry of the number he’s on leaving his mouth as more drool lands on the bed, more tears wetting the sheets, more precum falling in stringy drips on the sheets.
He can’t even come to care about the rapidly dirty sheets, or even come to think about anything really. Not with how every smack he receives, the hornier he keeps getting. The tighter his hands grip the bed sheets, and if he were at least conscious with his actions, he would’ve heard fabric tearing up and smell a bit of burning.
Is he into this? Has he always been into this? Well, yes. But he didn’t think taking the paddle instead of your hand would be so much better.
“H-harder! Please! H-hardeeeeer- ugh fuuuuuuuck.”
You snicker before rearing back into a serious expression.
“Excuse me? You’re not allowed to speak, baby. Keep counting.”
Bakugou groans before it ends in a sob, a weak ‘68’ coming out as you land the last spank on his bruising ass and a small ‘69’ squeaks out of his throat as he falls forward, face resting on a nearby pillow. And if you somehow catch his hips gyrate slowly against the bed and small, hoarse whines leave his body, you decide to ignore and let him come down from the high the way he usually does.
You’re quite surprised at how he hadn’t used his safe word, or any safe cues, within the spankings, and actually asked for you to go harder. But his bruises are enough to make you feel kind of bad, just a bit.
“You know,” you speak, throwing the paddle on the floor before rounding the bed, squatting to look at his tear stricken, blush decorated, sweat sticky face, “I knew you were a slut for impact play, but I didn’t think it’d be this much.”
Bakugou just mewls weakly, voice lost in his trance as he tried recollecting any thoughts of his, especially the coherent ones so he could speak. Even if they’re just curse words.
“Sh-shitty y-y/n…” He blinks a couple of times, trying to unblur his eyes with the tears that seem to stubbornly stay on his lash line.
“Th-think tha-at be ‘nough? Hah… y-yer cute.”
Blinking yourself, you stare as you shake your head. So he wants to act difficult today, huh?
“Oh baby, baby, baby. All you had to do was ask nicely instead of being mean to your friends. You know I would do anything to keep you happy, to please you.”
You reach to pet him, scratching his scalp as soothing as possible, watching as his eyes slowly come back to being sharp, the fuzz lingering leaving as his mouth twitches into a smile, a relaxed, serene smile as his once tense body slowly melts into the bed, the small shudders from the intensity of the situation for his body slowly disappearing as he lets out something close to a purr.
How cute, he thinks he’s off the hook.
“Since baby boy isn’t satisfied with what I gave him, guess I’ll just have to fuck the brattiness and attitude out of you, hm?”
You slowly lift your hand, standing up as you go back to the closet, leaving him with enough time to gather his thoughts back together and come to realize how you’ve tricked him, how you’re not even done yet, how he’s still gonna get punished.
But, he loves overstimulation? How is that punishing?
“Oh! Forgot to mention: you’ll be wearing this until I feel like taking it off, okay?”
And in his line of vision is his cock ring, the horrible toy that vibrates in teasing tempos and makes him pathetically cum, humiliating him. God he hates that fucking thing.
He growls lowly, as if he’d have a threat ready between his teeth, but then you flipped him over gently, the coolness of the sheets soothing his ass as you flick one of his nipples.
He whimpers, puffing his chest out more for you to keep playing with.
“What’s your color right now, Katsuki?”
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Little Relationship things W/ Katsuki Bakugou
A little look into what a relationship with Katsuki might look like.
NSFW below the cut. 18+ Minors DO NOT INTERACT
-Claims he hates when you call him Katsu or Suki but secretly loves it and actually hates when you call him Katsuki. (Almost never responds to his full name unless you’re mad)
-In public he only calls you by your name but at home you generally go by Prince/Princess or babe. He keeps it simple.
-In public either walks with his hand in your back pocket or arm around your shoulders
-Loves that when he gets home from hero work you always help wipe off the black liner he wears.
-If you cook together he always takes over chopping things. Claims it’s because you're too slow but he’s weirdly nervous about you hurting yourself with the nice kitchen knives you have.
-He’s not good with words so sometimes he just kind of collapses on you and shoves his face in your chest. If you don’t immediately start playing with his hair or rubbing his back he’ll pinch your sides till you do.
-If you’re shorter than him he will 100% put shit out of your reach so you have to ask him for help.
-He then makes fun of you for being short.
-Doesn’t say I love you out loud super often. But he actually says it every night while you’re pressed up against him. It’s a soft murmur into your hair while you sleep.
-Occasionally on your days off when he knows you’re staying home he’ll order your favorite take out and have it delivered to you.
-Always ends up in the same room as you. (kind of like a cat)
-Almost always is touching some part of you but claims you’re the clingy one (he's touch starved and you make him feel safe let him be clingy)
-Kisses you goodbye every time he leaves the house even if only for like 5 minutes
-Loves coming home to you wearing his clothes it makes his heart beat faster
-Please fall asleep on his chest, the weight of you on him helps him sleep.
- Size kink, major size kink. Loves when you whine about him being to big.
- Loves when you ride his face, grabs two handfuls of your ass and pushes you down harder.
- When he's had a real bad day he'll come home and just rail you. Face down ass up he's not stopping until you’re a overstimulated whimpering mess.
- this bitch loves having his dick sucked and yes he's a major head pusher, the messier the better.
- Please let him cum inside, the sight or your pretty little hole dripping with his cum fuels his ego to no end.
-Cock warming? Hell yeah, loves being buried in you, it keeps him calm when he's doing paperwork, lazy day off? You're hardly leaving his lap.
-no matter what kind of sex you have he gives god tier aftercare, acts like he hates it but loves taking care of you. Always pulls you onto his chest before you fall asleep.
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Bakugou drags invites Shinsou to eat lunch with him so he can make him interact with Izuku, and Izuku knows exactly what he's doing, but also, both can play that game, so the next day he just grabs Kirishima and makes him sit with them.
Because Shinsou is great, so he has to thank Katsuki somehow, right? And what better than giving him a friend? Also, Kacchan has a type
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Why is he so cute 😠
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