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theloveinc · 2 years
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You know what has been making me laugh recently? Pro-hero boyfriends spending the night at YOUR apartment…
Just have been imagining the shock on your roommate’s face when they leave their room and find Red Riot (with sex hair) digging through the fridge looking for a Gatorade. Peeking into your room to ask you a question but instead finding Dynamight taking a nap on your bed by your side.
Answering the door to Deku holding takeout, or even Shoto answering the door to them the one time they forget their keys and you were in the middle of cooking dinner.
LIKE LMAOOOOO I just… love this imagery so.
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yugiohz · 2 months
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if i were a student i would're reliazed so fast that this camie is a fake because in what worl would a baddie like her go for some UA nerd no offense
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doctorweebmd · 6 months
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me, watching any shounen with any protagonist: ok but izuku midoriya is better
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dekujin · 7 months
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Twenty episodes into One Piece and I am genuinely enjoying the anime. I'm to the part I remember a bit from as a kid seeing eps of the 4KIDS dub from the WB Kids Saturday morning slot, Baratie Arc I think it is. I can't believe how much this anime even so early on I find engaging and funny. I came here for the clown and am eager to see Buggy again, but I do love the crew of the Going Merry already.
-me as I continue to watch so many years late to the party-
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ofmermaidstories · 1 year
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Please!!! write a yandere!deku drabble… I feel like his fixation would first start off as any other notebook entry and then BAM!!! He suddenly has 5 notebooks packed with little tidbits and facts about the reader. I could see him literally going to a makeup store and smelling all the perfumes (and probably freaking out the poor workers with his rambling) just to have a small note of “oh! they wear this perfume”
Anon 😭 that’s literally just canon!Deku, but like, a little to the left LOL. Overly enthusiastic Deku. Started one notebook and then got carried away. Pivoted into the beauty department of a store just “to check something” and stayed there obsessively, mentally crossing off smells until he found one that could be it.
(Deku is so fun to make yandere because he’d be so well meaning. He just wants to make sure, you know? This isn’t a kind career; there can be some serious collateral damage if you’re not careful. It’s fine! It’s okay! Deku’s gonna make it okay.)
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denkisauce · 1 year
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it’s my birthday today :3333 :DD
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prettyboykatsuki · 6 months
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soggy pathetic yandere is giving deku and ness energy
and yes yandere!reader has barely anything out for it BUT PLS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD the crazy girlies need it. like yea yan x reader is one of my favourites but a part of the reason why i’m so into it is cause i feel like it matches my energy and level of obsession (very selfship of me tbh)
ness my beloved worthless yandere bf how i wish u were more popular everyday </3
i love yan reader....i love it especially with bakugou.... want to be his insane stalker and keep him in my basement etc... i want to be so nice to him and i want him to hate it sooo much. makes me unwell. its okay twin if no one understands u i do !!!
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timecryptid · 11 months
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The worst part about being a fan of creepy/weirdo characters is when I am the only one with the right opinion. I’ll go into the fandom hoping to find someone who agrees that the creep is kind of hot and no one agrees with me. It generally happens with smaller fandoms.
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vicious-valor · 2 years
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🍧 💤💐 🕷️
🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?
Not many. Ganondorf's childhood was very strict, and he's outgrown most everything he had before adulthood; weapons, clothing, jewelry, furniture, everything. Mostly, what he has left are books that belong more to his mothers and his people. But he's not very keen on personal memorabilia anyway, so he doesn't think much of it.
💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?
No. Ganondorf has never slept well, and it only gets worse as he gets older. Aside from the howling wind, he has frequent nightmares about things he can't quite explain; Vague, repeated patterns and shapes, and gut feelings that often wake him from any sleep he finds. It's very rare for him to sleep through a whole night, and he's almost always up before dawn. He's yet to find a remedy, and usually just uses the extra time to read, train, tend to his horse, Shuruq, or maintenance check his various equipment.
💐 BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?
Ganon's bouquet is made of of red, yellow, green, purple, and black. Begonia, for warning - Cactus, for endurance - Geranium for folly - Yellow Hyacinth, for jealousy - Iris for valor - Tiger Lily, for pride - Marigold, for cruelty and grief - Nasturtium for conquest - Snapdragon, for deception - and Purple Calla Lily for determination and royalty (Goth Edition)
🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?
Ganondorf's only real fear is failure. To have survived all that he has and fall short of his goals is simply not an option. He can't start again, he's of the believe that he's well past the point of no return. He's committed to his goals, and he will pursue them relentlessly, come hell or high water. His determination is such that he feels death itself would be powerless to stop him. As for mundane fears...It's 100% Kokiri children. They freak him out. They freak him out so much.
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veenxys · 1 year
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「BNHA Boys with a s/o who is clingy when sleepy」
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⤷ Bakugou
he would act like he was angry about it; the kind of jokingly complaining like “why are you getting clingy all of a sudden?” “what are you, a koala?” “hey, if you sleep like this, you’ll drool all over my shirt.” but as soon as you pout and walk away, he rolls his eyes and pulls you back to him, trapping you in his arms or with his body. “where do you think you’re going? get back here,” then happily he cradles you and places soft kisses on the top of your head.
⤷ Deku
he gets even more smiley and embarrassed when you start clinging to his arm as you walk back home. “sleepy?” he ruffles your hair lightly before placing a soft kiss on top of your head; and honestly his heart is melting. he offers to give you a piggy back ride so you can take a nap. “we are almost home; hang in there,”
⤷ Todoroki
he’d be a little surprised at first, especially if you’re not normally clingy or as affectionate, but he’d get used to it; if you were sleeping on the couch he would take you to bed carefully and when you refuse to let him go he tries to playfully argue with you and say he has work to do but honestly he thinks you are very cute and doesn’t have the courage to refuse, so he would bring everything he needs to work so he can do it on your side. he also likes you to pet him while he reads a book or watches something on his phone or something and looks at you adoringly with a smile or a small laugh before continuing on what he was doing before.
⤷ Denki
“awn, cuuteee-” he would say, his voice almost a scream as he hugs you and pulls you closer; he was really very quiet afterwards, just stroking you while you slept, not thinking, running his fingers down your back, drawing little patterns or letters. it would be a blissfully quiet time, just enjoying each other’s presence and warmth. then he opens his mouth to say, “hey babe, why are you so cute all the time??”
⤷ Tamaki
you are in the backseat of the car when you suddenly approach him, practically clutching his arms, almost dozing; he puts down the phone he was scrolling and looks at you, “are you sleepy?” he asks rhetorically with a chuckle, you gently tilts his head so that it rests on his shoulder, “go ahead and take a nap; i’ll wake you up when we get there,” he says and holds your hand the entire way and kisses it a few times.
⤷ Shinsou
he would be calm outside, but his heart would just melt; he’s reading in bed when you sleepily tug at his sleeve, a silent line for him to crawl under the covers and approach. he puts his arms around your shoulders as he lets you sleep; you try to move his hand to your head. he is a little confused at first, but laughs when he realizes, “like this?” he says as he strokes your hair. he looks at you with a big smile on his face as you mumble contentedly and hug his waist tighter.
⤷ Hawks
would he be a little confused at first and look at you as if to say what’s gotten into you? but in all honesty, he would be the softest being ever; he would make videos and photos of you, with his hands poking or playing with your cheeks because he thinks you are the cutest thing in the world. he would also 100% let you hold his hand and use his arm to hug. he kisses you on the forehead and chaste kisses on the lips when he thinks you’ve fallen asleep, but suddenly you open your eyes and he backs away so quickly, the blush creeping up his cheeks; and blush even more when you snuggle closer and press lazy little kisses to his cheek.
⤷ Dabi
he’s watching tv when you arrive and lazily sits on his lap, resting your cheek on his shoulder. he kind of freezes up at first because he doesn’t know what to do but relaxes right away and asks if you’ve had a tiring day. then moves to get up but stops and laughs when you hold him tighter, “i’m just taking you to bed; it’ll be more comfortable there,” “who said?” you mumble. “…okay,” he says, wrapping his arms around your waist and shifting a bit to find a more comfortable position for the two of you; in the end, he didn’t wake you up because you were so cute and comfortable that he just wanted to keep holding you in his arms, and that’s what he did.
⤷ Shigaraki
he’s in the middle of a game when you whimper sleepily for hugs as you drag him to bed. he holds the controller out of your reach. “wait, y/n, i’m about to – fuck no!” he groans when he loses before shooting you a look and basically tackling you on the bed, suffocating you with a bear hug. “you made me lose, i’m not gonna let you go now; this is your punishment,” despite your drowsiness, you laugh and tighten your embrace, suffocating him in an equally eager hug until both of you relents at the same time. you then slowly drift off to sleep in his arms and he soon follows suit.
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yanderenightmare · 2 months
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TW: yandere, dubcon/noncon, size difference, captive reader
gn reader - fem clothing (doll costume: dress)
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Just thinking about the creep yandere captor who insists on taking pictures of you when you're all dolled up in his bed...
The contrast is nauseating. 
He’s too big. Too tall and too strong. Thick threatening muscles lined with scars like a tiger. A set of hefty shoulders on a torso so broad you find yourself shunning yourself each time the slightest silly thought of uproar surfaces. 
He’s too scary for you to ever dare anyway. His eyes alone have a darkness that makes you whimper every time he looks you up and down. 
It doesn’t help that he’s always dressed in only black. Black boxers and black sweats hung low around his waist, showing the fine-toned muscles of his pelvis and the manly happy trial of curls growing thickly from beneath the band to his briefs up to his belly button.
A black tank shows off his upper body strength where he takes heavy breaths like a beast, chest rising and falling along with a large black camera - like a heavy-duty weapon hanging around his neck, snapping pictures of you dolled up in all lovely intricacies. 
You can’t help but flinch each time the light flashes, the snap sounding like a gunshot. And he can't help but chuckle each time you do, loving how you jump and bounce a bit on his bed, your tiny fists balling up the plush layers of tulle and lace to your poofy skirt as you press your knees tighter together - shivering from head down to the tiny black shiny shoes adorning your feet clicking as they bob against each other where they dangle off the bed - feeling like a decorative doll sat on a mantle. 
The pink skirt to your overly extra dress lay perfectly spread like a blanket around you with a silly white apron tied tight around your midsection, fastened with a great large bow on your back. All in all, making you feel humiliatingly ridiculous. With no thanks to the equally silly white bonnet situated on your head with just as stupid enormous bows tied above each ear. Looking so adorably sheepish beneath its shadow, your pretty face sweetened with that lovely look of anxiety he loves so much.
So picture-perfect with those sparkly eyes welling with tears.
One or two of them splash down on the white of your apron as you sniffle at the harsh flash of another picture being taken.
Your captor growls while viewing the last set of images, or perhaps it was a groan.
You peek up from looking down at your gloved hands folded neatly upon your lap to find what you’d been dreading.
He gave the constrained area of his crotch a tug and hissed out another scary sound that had you whimper all the more.
Despite all the hefty sets of inane layers to your getup, he never ever bothers dressing you in the first. 
Underwear would just make it complicated.
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BNHA – Bakugou, Kirishima, Deku, Shoto, Shinso, Enji, Aizawa, Overhaul, Mirio, All Might
JJK – Geto, Gojo, Naoya, Megumi, Toji
HQ – Kageyama, Kuro, Sakusa, Miya twins, Suna, Tendou, Ukai
CSM – Aki, Yoshida
DS – Doma, Akaza, Tomioka, Sanemi
HxH – Chrollo, Illumi, Uvogin
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hajiberry · 1 year
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VOICE-MEMOS THEY SEND WHEN THEYRE DRUNK
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Kirishima- “baaaaaaabe, hiii I’m out and well I mean I’m not really out anymore I’m on my way home. In an Uber cause no drunk driving duhhhhhh but actually I’m not even drunk so I actually could’ve driven but somebody I won’t name names was being a bit of an asshat and wouldn’t let me drive. But oh my god I love yousomuch like you know I love my guys but god I miss you every time I go out. And yes I know I’ll see you when I get home but your gonna be sleeping and I’m gonna be sad but honestly might wake you up because I wanna kiss you. Okaaay pulling up to to the cribbb noww BYYE”
Deku- “okay let me start by saying I’m only slightly under the influence right now. Like honestly barely, I didn’t even drink that much but sometimes I feel like because I never had a college experience to build my tolerance up I’m still a lightweight at 24 but anyways I’m on the way home and I keep thinking about how much I love you and I miss you so much and oh my god I don’t know what I’d do if we ever broke up. Not that I want that to ever happen but like oh my god how could I even function? I’d probably drop from number 1 to like in the hundreds 'cause I’d be that useless without you.” *starts crying and the rest of the audio message is him crying*
Todoroki - “y/n, I’m currently in midoriyas car because he’s driving me home because I accidentally drank too much at the after-party for the award show. I’m so sad you couldn’t come, like I know the anniversary party for your parents is really important that’s why I’m flying out tomorrow to be there for it. Shit, that was a secret. I hope you don’t listen to this because then you’ll know I’m on a plane coming to see you in like 3 hours. Honestly don’t know how I’m going to function hungover on an airplane but I think I’ll manage, I mean it’s not like it’s a commercial flight so I should be good. Damn it well I was originally going to say I love and miss you. Which still stands but I’m gonna go now because I think I’m going to throw up” “TODOROKI NOT IN MY CAR PLEASE”
Bakugou- “fuck. I’m so drunk right now and I hate even admitting that but that’s how shit-faced I am right now that I can even admit that I’m drunk. This is why I should never go out with my idiot friends, they make me drink and then I end up talking about you and that’s so beyond embarrassing. Not that you’re embarrassing I just don’t need them to know my business like that. Kirishimas driving me home right now which I feel like speaks volumes about my lack of good judgment right now. I don’t even know what the point of this message is I just wanted to say you’re one of the most tolerable person I’ve ever met and I really fucking love you. Okay bye this idiots smiling at what I’m saying and it’s creeping me out.
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antiwhores · 3 months
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I was wondering if i could suggest a creep!bakugo fic about his infatuation with perfumes and body wash scents if you don’t want to I understand but just asking <3
Sorry, I have been SO busy bro but I gotchu.
I feel like Bakugou would walk by you and purposely sniff a big ass sniff of you. He’s actually obsessed with your smell. When you invite him over to your house to watch a movie at the beginning of your relationship, he almost gets hard walking in when the scent of you smacks him in the nose.
He immediately heads to the bathroom the first time he comes over.
“I need to pee.” He stutters out as he bolts towards the bathroom door.
“Oh, so suddenly? Are-“ He slams the door in your face before you even finish your sentence.
Later on, during the movie you slowly start to make your way over to him. And when you finally start to snuggle him close, his eyes roll back as he smells your hair. He’s so glad that the blanket you put over the two of you is covering the chub in his pants. But does it? You notice it, covering the blush on your face with the same blanket.
After the movie, it’s late and you offer him to stay over. His boner had gone down with the help of imagining the most disgusting shit he could think of (Deku).
He takes your offer and you guys put on another movie. He’s gotten used to your scent now and he’s somewhat upset about it.
He doesn’t get to finish the movie because you both fall asleep on top of each other.
He wakes up first, eyes still adjusting to the light. He checks if you’re really asleep before he leans down and pushes his head into the crook of your neck. He takes a deep breath, then a couple. Before he has to pull himself away because you start to stir.
You offer him to take a shower as you work on breakfast.
He smells all of your products while in the bathroom. The shampoo, body wash, conditioner, your hair stuff, etc. His hands fall down to his cock when he pushes the loofa full of your soap into his nose. He inhales so much soap that he has to hold back multiple sneezes but he doesn’t care. He can only focus on chasing his high as he fucks into one of the panties he found in the dirty clothes bin.
He shoots his cum onto the floor, his long moan drowned out by the sound of the shower water hitting the tub.
When he comes out of the shower, he’s red in the face and ashamed.
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edens-pen · 1 year
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"i find myself running home to your sweet nothings"
summary | it’s always a rough day for katsuki. hero rankings and PR nightmares every time he opens his mouth. but he gets to come home to you
pairing | bakugo katsuki x fem!reader
word count | 840
warning | soft!domestic katsuki, fluff.
a/n | this is very literally based off sweet nothings by taylor swift, so you can listen if you want the full experience. also, i haven't posted in two months, so i'm sorry if this sucks. <3
[ 18+ | minors, blank, ageless blogs dni ]
katsuki drops his bracers at the door with a heavy sigh. he's only just got his boots off and tucked in the corner, when he hears your voice calling him from the kitchen.
"'suki?"
he feels the smile pulling at his lips entirely unbidden.
the soft notes of that song that's been stuck in your head (and by extension, his) plays from the speaker in the corner.
"hey honey," you smile, leaning up to give him a kiss when he's in range.
he'll never be able to explain how that title makes his heart clench. he couldn't verbalize how every title he's obtained has not mattered until you gave him that one. pro-hero, number 2, explosive, dynamight.
your title feels so intimate on your lips, reducing him to the man who would fall at his knees for you.
not a pro-hero or number 2. not a ticking time bomb or a hot-head.
just your honey. your husband. yours, yours, yours.
"how was your day?" you ask, still stirring the pot as you turn the stove down.
"it was alright," he mumbles. in truth his day was rough, and he's not ready to talk about it, and he knows you can tell by the way you reach your free hand out to swipe your fingers along his cheek.
you smile up at him, pinching his cheek. "you wanna wash up? dinner's almost done." when he nods slowly, closing his eyes against the feelings of your fingers, you give him a little laugh.
in the bathroom, he works with the skin care products you left on his side of the counter, the dry winter air has been harsh on his quirk and his skin.
he thinks back to the agency, to the hero rankings, to the disapproving stares of civilians when he lets out loud curses and swears. the scolding he received from his manager today. the article comparing his pros and cons against the number 1 pro hero deku.
the water runs over his chest as he tilts his face into the stream, still trying to catch his breath from the incredibly long week he's had.
by the time he's toweled off and dressed in his sweats, the tension has worked it's way up into his back and across his shoulders.
"katsu?" your voice rings out and he's immediately following the sound back to the front door. he snorts when he sees you trying to push his bracers into the corner near his shoes. "how the hell do you put these things on for hours at a time? oh my god."
bakugo only laughs when he picks up both bracers with ease, your shocked gasp ringing out in the hallway.
"you're so strong, katsuki."
and that's it. your praise comes so easy. the fantastic feats that he performs still awe you. even something as simple as his above average strength elicits cheer from you.
it doesn't matter that he does it everyday, or that it's expected of him, you treat every act like it's the most incredible thing you've ever seen. and bakugo tries to fight the blush creeping up on his cheeks when you say these things.
even after all these years, he hasn't gotten used to your praise.
you're quickly setting a plate in front of him, taking the seat right next to him. recounting the events of your day, catching your boyfriend up on your workplace drama, and your recent purchases is enough to take you both through dinner.
by the time you've got him laid on the couch, your favorite candle is lit in the middle of the coffee table, and you two are talking softly.
his head rests on your chest, his ear pressed right over your heart. your fingers work softly against the ache in his shoulder, somehow finding the right spots to touch. these are nights when he needs you to take him down and you always do so with ease. he groans softly at the tender strength in your touch.
"i like the way you sound."
and there you go again. how do you split him open with a just a few words?
"its so pretty. especially when you talk, and when you laugh, i think that's my favorite sound."
you're calling him pretty. like his body isn't a fucking live wire ready to go off when he sweats. like the natural production of his glands don't cause explosions. like people aren't out there wondering if he should be a villain because of the force of his quirk.
of course the power thrumming through his veins is nothing compared to you. to the person he is when he's resting between your legs, letting you pet and coo at him until he's pliant and soft.
you bathe him in compliments, your adoration of him washes the shitty week off his skin and coats him in a thick layer of your love.
his prickly edges become rounded and soft against your gentle touch. refining him to be composed entirely of your sweet nothings.
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alottieluv · 1 year
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happy valentine’s day <3
mdni. yandere!villain!bakugou, fem!reader, dark content, noncon/dubcon, unprotected sex, char. death, somnophilia, cunnilingus, fingering, vaginal penetration, creampie, breeding, possessiveness, violence, reader is called princess/baby/wife, he’s obssessed w/ u and ur ok w it
yandere!villain!bakugou who’s been pining for you since U.A. and even more since the start of your third year when you and deku started dating.
he tried to not let it bother him, he really did. tried to focus on his goal, on becoming the number one hero, on beating deku. but it’s useless if deku’s already beaten him to you.
it drove him crazy at first. your dating meant he couldn’t creep into your dorm at night, watching your sleeping figure under the thick covers that you would eventually throw off,
it meant he couldn’t walk right up to the side of your bed, where your quiet snores would make bakugou scoff because you just look so defenseless,
and it meant he would no longer be able to flick off what little of your blanket is left covering, finger trailing your bare waist before hooking onto the waistband of your shorts—fuck, he misses the way you clenched down on his digits, your breath hitching with arousal leaking into his palm and you never knew.
and the moment he heard the news of your engagement, only a year later after graduating, he went insane.
at first, it was labeled as a disappearance. everyone’s favorite brash hero dynamight had not shown up to work for multiple days on end with no explanation. no appearances by the public and not a word heard by his friends.
then dynamight reappeared, rebranded—as a villain.
step by step, little by little, the sound of his explosions soon became a warning to all besides villains. loud, bright, and burning—and that’s exactly how it went down as he watched your husband choke on the aftertaste of his explosions, eyes burning with the same passion as the fire that surrounded them until the number one hero was no longer heard from—nor his wife.
it happened in the middle of the night, far from your apartment where you wouldn’t be able to hear the sirens of the police or honks of the fire trucks as they rushed to the sight bakugou had the pleasure of seeing mere moments ago, but now he takes a breath of deja vu as he quietly steps into your apartment.
he’s courteous enough to lock the door behind him, lest anyone else get in his way, but his boots clunk heavy against the wooden floors, past framed pictures of your marriage, your high school days, your childhood.
finally, bakugou reaches your bedroom door, cracked open just a bit where he can see your sleeping figure bounce up and down in quiet breaths. bakugou can’t keep the grin off his face as he pushes the door open, like you were inviting him in.
he makes his way to your side of the bed, pushing off the covers to reveal your bare shoulder, and almost as if he was possessed, bakugou’s breath hitches as he slowly lifts the cover off your body to reveal the set of lingerie decorating your body.
he almost laughs. of course, you’re wearing that of all things, so delectable, so enticing. it’s like you knew he was coming, hooking those little straps and pieces of fabric around your body, all for him.
and when you wake up to the feeling of pleasure pooling in your core, you can’t even move him an inch off of you, not while he’s got your thighs trapped in his hands—so big, hot, and dangerous.
and with every little move you make to shove him off of you, he pulls you closer and shoves his tongue deeper into your pussy until he has you squealing.
fingers tug at his hair as he eats you out until you’re clenching around nothing while he’s sucking your clit, lapping up your essence before shoving it back in with his tongue.
you’re too worn out to move away when he finally lets up, thinking about how he got in, how long it would take for the police to get here, and where your husband is, until you hear the sound of a zipper.
you look up, wondering if you should try to fight him yourself or let him do what he pleases and hope that it’ll be enough to satisfy him and make him leave. you regret not becoming a pro-hero in the end.
you let bakugou push your legs up to your ears, shaking when you feel something hot against your exposed pussy. bakugou towers over you like a shadow, envelopes you until all you can see, hear, breathe, is him.
“don’t worry, princess, i’ll make you feel so good. better than he ever did.” giving no room to even talk back, your breath is stolen away as bakugou sinks into your pussy, clenching around his cock that fills you to the brim and has you moaning shamelessly.
every drag against your walls has you tightening, leaving creamy rings of precum at the base of his cock as he fucks you. lewd sounds of your pussy squelching around his dick fill the room, bringing you closer to the edge until you can’t hold back anymore.
“o-oh, oh fuck, bakugou—“ before you can get anything else out, one hand comes up to cup your jaw, squishing your cheeks to direct your eyes to his. “you call me katsuki when i’m making you feel good like this, got it, princess?” you nod, barely able to keep yourself sane enough to understand.
“katsuki, katsuki, oh—,” katsuki grins, balls slapping against your ass as he quickens the pace. you can feel the way his blunt tip kisses your cervix, making you clench and unclench as he easily slides in and out of your pussy. “katsuki, i’m gonna cum. wanna cum.”
katsuki muffles his moans in your neck, pressing kisses and sucking hickeys on your neck until he knows it’ll show in the morning. his. you’re all his now.
“you wanna cum?” you nod frantically. “go ahead and cum, baby.” you clench once more on his cock before a knot in your stomach unravels, coating his length in your cum. katsuki fucks you through your orgasm, relishing in your overstimulated cries as you milk his cock.
he groans as he fills you, hot sticky cum squirting from his tip that presses deep inside you. katsuki takes a minute to come down before pulling out, watching as cum gushes from your pussy and connects to his cock in white milky strings. without thinking, katsuki scoops a glob of cum and pushes back in slowly until he plugs you up with his dick.
your breaths start to mellow out after your intense orgasm, eventually pulling you to sleep before you could fully grip the reality that had taken place. katsuki finally got you, all to himself.
his. all his.
forever.
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zazter-den · 18 days
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Wake-Up Call
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Synopsis- Your situation Bakugo is on a mission in another country, so why bother worrying him by mentioning that you're sick? (You really should have known that would backfire).
Reader Characteristics- Gender Neutral, Sick (Implied COVID), Brat.
Warnings- Suggestive Ending
Tags- Illness Comfort, Dom Fluff, Long-Distance Fluff, Spanking Mention, D/S Dynamic, FWB!Bakugo, Caretaker!Bakugo.
Word Count- 1500
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A breeze slipped through the slightly ajar window of your apartment, filling your bedroom with the smell of rain. The world outside was blanketed in a thick mist, the city was still asleep, muted to a quiet hum. It was a chilly morning, the kind that would have you reaching for a warm cup of coffee and a cozy sweater. But for you, it was perfect.
The sun wasn't even up yet, and you were curled up in bed, buried deep under a pile of blankets. Your makeshift nest kept you warm, while the cold air from the window nipped at your nose. Every breath you took was crisp morning air and the smell of rain-soaked soil. It was a smell you loved, one that always soothed you when you were sick. With a soft sigh, you snuggled deeper into the comforters, letting the calm of the early morning lull you back to sleep.
The world could wait.
With your face nestled into the cool sheets, you were on the verge of slipping back to sleep. At least you were, before a sudden melody filled the room. The calming marimba cover of the Final Fantasy intro was a sound only assigned to your closest party members. With a groan, you reluctantly popped your head out from under the warm cocoon of your comforters. Your fingers clumsily fumbling for the source of the noise. The cellphone screen hurt, even with the reduced brightness of night mode, and you squinted at it, trying to make out the caller ID. Your heart skipped a beat as your eyes finally focused on the TNT emoji that popped up with the video call.
Katsuki.
A facetime call? This early? Your sleepy confusion only got worse. Your… well, you weren't quite sure what to call him. Best friend? Lover? Bro with benefits? It was complicated. Bakugo was supposed to be away on a mission in another country. Their facetime calls were always scheduled ahead of time, taking into account the time difference and the unpredictable work shifts you both had. An unscheduled call like this was… unusual, let alone a video chat. With a sense of growing dread, your mind started racing with possibilities. Was the mission a success? Was he okay? What if something had happened?
Pushing down the worry that had begun to creep up, you swiped to connect the video call. Your heart pounded in your chest as you waited for the connection to go through. The phone flickered, and then Bakugo's face filled the screen. It was a bright afternoon wherever he was. His spiky blond hair glinted in the sunlight, and his red eyes seemed even brighter. His face was a sight for sore eyes, and without realizing it, a sleepy smile found its way onto your face. Whatever was going on, it was good to see him.
"You wanna tell me why I had to hear from Deku that you're sick?"
Oh. Oh, you take that back.
"Good mornin' to you too Kacchan" your voice squeaked, trying (and failing) to hide the guilt you felt. Cheeks flushing, you quickly buried your face into the pillow. Your eyes peeped out over the top, like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. You could feel his glare burning into you through the screen, and knew you were in for an earful.
"Don't fuckin' 'Kacchan' me" Bakugo snapped, his scowl deepening. His voice had that distinctive edge to it, the one that told her he was more worried than mad. It might be bright and shining where he was, but his mood was anything but sunny.
You swallowed hard, throat dry as you tried to find the right words. "It's just a mild case, Katsuki" you admitted in a small shaky voice. You nestled your fevered face further into the cool pillow. "I'm just tired, can't really think straight… and I've been sleeping a lot." You gave him a weak smile, trying your best to reassure him.
Too bad your words didn't seem to have the desired effect. If anything, his frown only grew. "I'll be over it by the time you fly back home… so I figured I wouldn't worry you" you added, trying to sound upbeat despite the fatigue that weighed you down.
Bakugo pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes squeezed shut in frustration. "Great plan" he muttered sarcastically. "Do you have any idea how fuckin' worried I was when Deku told me you had to catch your breath on the stairs?"
You let out a nervous chuckle, hand rubbing the back of your neck. "You'll be happy to know I've started taking the elevator?" you offered, attempting to lighten the mood.
Bakugo's glare softened a little, but he wasn't about to let you off that easy. "Not the point, and you damn well know it. You should have told me, sweetheart. I don't care if it's “mild” or not. I should've been the first to know. If you're sick, I wanna be there for you, even if it's just through the phone."
The screen shook a bit as Bakugo let out an exasperated sigh. He cares, deeply, that much is clear- even if neither of you have taken the step to label what's going on between them. It's in the way his eyes softened after the initial anger, in the way he called you first thing after hearing the news, even with oceans between the two of you. "Just...take care of yourself, okay? And keep me updated, no matter how small the shit is. Got it?" Bakugo's voice was rough, but the concern unmistakable.
"Heh, you care about me" you couldn't help but poke fun, laying back and stretching your arms above your head. The chilly morning mist moved the translucent curtains, but you couldn't feel warmer. As you settled back on the bed, the phone angle shifted, giving him a clearer view of your "pajamas".
"I care about you not being a dumba-" Katsuki began, his usual attitude ready on his tongue, but it fizzled out as you derailed his train of thought. His eyes fixated on the bright red stylized skull stitched across the cotton top you wore. He already knew the answer, but asked anyway. "...Is that my shirt?" he demanded in a softer voice, his cheeks quickly gaining a subtle pink.
"Ah, ya, sorry. You left it here last time you were over" You admitted a little sheepish, fingers nervously started to play with the hem. The fabric was worn and soft from use, and it's comforting in a way that's hard to describe. "I've been having really bad body aches and it's the softest shirt here" you added. "I'll take it off if you want?" The offer is genuine, but it's clear from the reluctant tilt of your head and the way your grip tightened on the fabric, that you'd rather not part with the small piece of him you have.
"No" Katsuki blurted out more quickly than he intended, his ears now matched the soft pink of his cheeks. He turned away from the camera, as if his sudden interest in the landscape in the distance could hide the heat he felt creeping up his neck. "It's fine."
"Bakugo Katsuki- are you blushing?" you teased, amusement clear as day. He could practically hear the smirk in your words. Your sleepy grin was wide on his screen, and he could feel it without looking.
"Hush" he growled, trying to regain composure as he glared into the camera at you. The red in his cheeks deepened despite his best efforts. "It's not like I haven't seen you in my stuff before. Just... keep the damn shirt on if it makes you feel better" he conceded gruffly, unable to hide the fact that, deep down, he likes seeing you wrapped up in something of his. Bakugo's eyes narrowed as he caught the bratty grin still stretched across your face, your smugness speaking volumes through the screen. His initial embarrassment at being caught blushing quickly evaporated. If the little brat wanted to play, then fine by him.
"But don’t think you’re off the hook for keeping me in the dark, darlin'" he chuckled darkly, the sound sent a shiver down your spine. Your grin faltered, replaced by a nervous gulp. You knew that tone, the one that signaled you had danced on the line and now Katsuki was about to remind you just who’s in charge.
He leaned closer to the phone, his red eyes piercing into yours. "Once I’m back, you’re gonna wear that shirt- and that shirt only" Bakugo said with a feral grin, the demand in his voice leaving no room for argument. "Then I’m gonna spank that ass of yours until it’s as red as the skull on your chest." The edge in his voice stole your breath away, and you sat up a little straighter.
Bakugo was miles away but it felt like he was here, invading your bedroom, taking over every inch of air around you. You could feel his authority fall over you like a comforting weight. Your body already ached for his touch, for the slap of his hands, the sharp bite of his teeth, and the relentless pounding of his cock. A whimper you didn't realize you were holding back slipped out, and now Katsuki was the one leaning back with a satisfied smirk. “Better be good for me and rest up, brat. I'll see you when I get home.”
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