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yanderenightmare · 5 months
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BNHA ! FIC
Bakugou Katsuki x f!darling
WC: 4.8k
TW: NSFW, derogatory dirty talk, spanking, angsty but with a fluffy ending
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ONE MORE TIME?
You hadn’t fucked in a while. 
Katsuki would come home late – where being an intern only landed him with shit patrols and shit hours and shit pay – leaving him in a foul mood almost constantly.
You'd put on your most supportive charm and try your best to cater to his needs – being the designated one going grocery shopping and the one to do the laundry as well as clean the house, take the trash out, and make the bed – making sure he’s got nothing to worry about when he comes home. 
You don’t really care if it doesn’t align with the rules of feminism – you doll yourself up for him and wear only nice things – making dinner the way you know he likes, with extra spice – asking him about his day.
Being the best, most perfect housewife you could be.
But like always... he's tired and replies only in grunts with a sour scowl on his face – doing his routines seemingly on autopilot – eating, showering, going to bed – leaving you alone in the dark with the dishes.
You sighed, boxing up the leftovers before packing him a lunchbox for work. Tying a handkerchief around it to make sure it wouldn’t accidentally spill in his bag, also so he had something to wipe his mouth with after finishing – and as you centered the corners, knotting them together into a neat little flower, you couldn’t help how your hands began to shake followed shortly but tears slipping down your cheeks.
You slid down the kitchen counter into a thud on the floor, pressing your sleeve over your mouth to try and muffle the small cries that soon spilled over. You don’t want to wake him up. You don’t want him to see you like this. He works too hard; he shouldn’t be bothered by his girlfriend breaking down over nothing.
You just miss him – you miss him so much your whole body aches – even though he’s right there in the next room. You clenched a fist over your heart, feeling it strangle itself inside your ribcage – making your throat seize up, dry where you choked down sobs. 
You thought today would be the day. You’d gotten yourself extra ready. Wearing the dress he likes, even the lingerie he likes – not that he’d be able to tell without undressing you first.
You banged your head softly against the cupboards behind you, eyes closed as you calmed down your weeping. Still, you kept your sleeve pressed against your mouth, scared to let even your snivels reach him.
The hand covering your heart dropped into your lap. 
You let out a sigh, then thought about his big hands – imagining them – strong and sturdy and warm on your skin – roaming your body in greedy touches. How he manhandles you with his lips pressed against your ear – speaking filth in that awfully low teasing rust of his.
Your hand slipped between your thighs – under your skirt and beneath your panties – with two slim fingers sliding between your lips to gather the needy slick that had pooled there before bringing it up to rub your pearl.
You bit your sleeve, wanting to moan but needing to stay quiet. You can’t let him find you like this. You can’t wake him up over something so unimportant, not to mention embarrassing.
You’re so pathetic. It stung your heart, but still, you kept your fingers working – drawing wet circles into your clit that had become a hard bud under the attention it had been seeking for so long. 
You don’t often touch yourself. You just leave it to Katsuki. Your hands are so different it’s nearly impossible to even imagine it’s him – and besides, he does it differently – a specific way you struggle to replicate. Suppose he's gotten to know your body a little better than you over the years.
Still, you get there. Albeit a numb and rather boring high, you still shook as it took you. Though, it didn’t come close to how Katsuki makes you feel.
You just end up feeling ashamed…
Crying and cumming on the kitchen floor while your boyfriend’s in the other room fast asleep after a hard day's work. 
You freed your mouth from your sleeve and pulled your other hand out from inside your panties, laying them both in your lap as you mulled it all over. It’s cold and silent and dark, and you wish you’d just rushed along and gone to bed with Katsuki when he’d muttered his goodnight.
You banged your head once again, then picked yourself up from the floor a moment later, releasing a sigh that turned into a yawn while dragging your feet quietly across the floor. You put the lunchbox in his bag before walking yourself to the bathroom. There, you splashed cold water on your face, looking your reflection dead in the eyes. You’d made yourself so pretty today, but he hadn’t touched you at all… he’d barely even looked at you…
You almost cried again but managed to suppress it – washing your face free of mascara and lipstick, then brushing your teeth. You slipped out of your dress and fished one of his worn shirts from the laundry bin. It smelled sweetly musky, like him – fitting you like a tent, reaching longer down your thighs than most of your skirts. It felt nice. You could almost trick yourself into thinking it was him who’d made you cum earlier and not yourself – and that delusion itself was enough to make your chest flutter with warmth. 
You snuck into the bedroom and quietly shut the door with a soft click before sneaking under the covers on your side of the bed. He was already asleep. Deep breaths left him steadily while you studied his back in the dim light. He was tense. Maybe you could give him a backrub tomorrow – and maybe he’d fuck you in return?
One can dream…
The thought put a small smile on your face as you soon followed in sleep yourself.
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He took out the lunchbox you’d made for him, wrapped in a silly handkerchief with a Pomeranian print. His lip quirked up for just a second. You’re such a dumbass. 
He and Eijirou had picked a tall place like usual – atop an office building with their legs dangling over the edge. It had become standard procedure.
They didn’t like being bothered during lunch – it prevented them from talking about the things they wanted to talk about, if and when they wanted to talk, and otherwise roped them into meaningless small talk they had no interest in. Eijirou could fake it when he had to, but Katsuki didn’t ever feel as inclined. So it was best for both of them to find someplace exclusive.
Which, more often than not, ended up with them atop a rooftop somewhere along their route.
Katsuki popped the lid and found your note. 
Burn it up, Boo!
You’re such a geek. You’re so silly it made him blush sitting there. 
Fuck... he misses you...
His nose stung a bit just thinking about it, but he stifled it with a sharp sniffle before it could get any worse.
Unclenching his teeth with a huff, he picked up his food before chomping down on it. How long had it been since he’d held you? Must be since he started his internship, which is what? A month ago already?
He couldn’t wait to run his own agency. He’d own a building just like the one they're sitting on right now – maybe even taller. You could work there as well – you already act as his personal assistant, after all – or maybe that’s just what a girlfriend does. Either way, if you would work with him, he wouldn’t need to miss you so fucking much all the fucking time.
“Mina told me to tell you something- but you need to promise you won’t tell your girl that my girl ratted. Okay?” Kirishima broke through his daydreams. He was holding a sandwich from the cafeteria. Looks like Mina didn’t pack him lunch, Katsuki thought with a small smug smirk. Poor loser. 
“What are you blabbing on about now, Shitty-hair?” He asked, taking another bite from his homemade lunch with pride. It couldn’t really get any better than you. Surviving the last few months of his internship wouldn’t be too exhausting with you as his cheerleader.
“Mina told me-” Eijirou started anew but broke himself off before finishing. “Ah fuck it– doesn’t matter. Just listen.” 
 “I am. Spit it out already.” Katsuki said, unfazed. Not much could annoy him when he was busy thinking about you.
Eijirou hesitated for a moment longer, unsure how he should phrase it. But if memory served him right, blunt honesty had always been rewarded with the impatient ash-blonde – so he decided to be straightforward with it. “Your girl’s gonna leave you if you don’t dick her down soon.” 
That got his attention.
“The fuck?” Katsuki barked, whipping his head to the side to glare at him – unchewed food still in his mouth, making his words come out muffled.
He had his mask lifted like a headband, pushing his hair out of the way and allowing Eijirou to see every angry furrow creasing his face.
“Don’t shoot the messenger-” He excused, arms raised with his half-eaten sandwich in his hand. “I’m just tryna help you out.”
Katsuki’s grimace didn’t ease up.
It looked like he was going to say something, but instead, there came a long pause of them just staring intensely at each other.
It was normal. Katsuki had become better at processing things quietly without the need to fling curse words. But still, the frown didn’t lift – only deepened.
“Tch-” He scoffed after a while – looking down at his lunchbox again – fingering the happy Pomeranian handkerchief quietly before muttering, now calmly. “Fuck does Pinkie know…”
Eijirou put his hands down again, turning to look at the city below them, taking another bite of his sandwich – speaking with it in his mouth. “Uhm- she says it’s been a while since the two of you fucked- and that your girl’s trying her best to keep you happy- mh- but that she’s at her wit’s end ‘cause you won’t talk or touch her-”
Katsuki’s frown softened a bit, eyes scanning your handwritten note again. It’s such a small thing, but without it, the day would have still been grey and sour. It was just a piece of paper, but it had felt like a warm kiss on the cheek and turned his mood from annoyed to giddy so seamlessly.
Losing you might just kill him, he thought.
A weak “Fuck-” left him then, along with a sigh. The feeling of dread ripping his chest was nearly enough to make him cry, but he clenched his fists and grit his teeth, and the sting in his eyes relented almost as quickly as it had come.
“That’s girls for you, man...” Eijirou continued. “Talking out their frustrations over coffee and cakes instead of throwing fits.” He laughed, turning his head to look at his unusually still and silent friend. Grinning at the sight of the cute pout that had taken shape on his face. “We could learn a thing or two.” He nudged suggestively.
Katsuki threw him a glance, spotting his shark teeth pulled into a friendly smile. He sighed again, this time with a bit of a bothered groan, knowing that was Eijirou’s way of telling him to open up.
“Not much to complain about…” Katsuki mumbled in an effort to brush the subject off. But the feeling of Eijirou’s round red eyes staring at him intently in wait – goading him into telling more – didn’t relent.
Katsuki wanted to ignore him, but at the same time, there was something inside him that told him he shouldn’t waste the opportunity. In the end, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to share. After all, Eijirou had been beside him for over a decade already, and they weren’t planning on ending their camaraderie any time soon. 
He smacked his teeth as though surrendering, offering yet another groan of annoyance. “If she wants me to fuck her, she should just fucking say so-” He spilled. “What am I supposed to do? Read her mind?”
Eijirou laughed again, shaking his head. “Nah, man- this is a proper lady we’re talking about. She’s not gonna be so brazen. She wants her ~man~ to make those demands.” He explained, keeping his smile before quirking his brow at the blonde. “Speaking of… why haven't you?”
Katsuki threw him another glance, but he couldn’t feel more awkward sharing such things, even after such long years of friendship. 
Not that Eijirou cared if he was a little rigid. Actually, he found it amusing. Katsuki just needs a little time, but sooner or later, he always cracks. It’s just lucky that Eijirou has the endurance for it.
“I haven't been ‘cause-” Katsuki started, visibly struggling. “I don’t wanna be too-” He stopped again.
“What?” Eijirou pushed, slanting his head.
The blonde threw his head back with yet another groan. “She’s all up and down the house doing chores- I didn’t wanna be a selfish prick asking her to put out as well.”
“Wow, man…” Eijirou chuckled, smacking his hand down on the explosion hero's slumped shoulder. “That’s so manly.” He praised.
But it didn’t take long before his smile turned a little sharper – now with not-so-altruistic intent.
“But uhm…” He snickered. “If not your girl... what have you been doing?”
“None of your fuckin’ business,” Katsuki snapped back with a growl, shaking the makeshift redhead’s hand off his shoulder – his scowl returning to its original glory.
“Oh, come on, man- give us a little something to laugh about~” Ejirou drawled, still with his playful smirk – eagerly waiting.
Katsuki brooded for a moment longer.
But then finally gave in. “The shower… sometimes the car…”
Eijirou laughed, now loudly – boisterously and long enough to make the blonde punch his shoulder. But the assault wasn’t even registered by the sturdy hero, who continued laughing until he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye. “That’s not manly.” He said, still with amusement in his voice. “That’s just sad, man.”
“Shut up,” Katsuki grumbled in return, refocusing on his lunch as the other male continued giggling.
“To think you’ve been holding back while your girl’s been pining for it.” Eijirou rubbed salt in the wound, adding insult to injury, before stuffing the rest of his sandwich in his mouth. “Mh- that’s why communication is key.” 
Katsuki also took his last bite before repeating his last words. “Shut up, Shitty-hair...”
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He came home to the smell of cooking and the hefty sound of the kitchen fan. The door swung closed with a loud bang, and you soon walked around the corner – spatula in hand with your apron on.
“You’re home early!” You exclaimed, a smile spreading on your face while rushing over to him. Lifting your heels on your toes to plant a quick kiss on his chin. “Oh-” You gasped, surprised when he enveloped you in a hug instead.
Stunned still for a moment, but then you smiled.
“Welcome home~”
He sighed into you, big hands pressed at the small of your back, swaying you snugly against him – the spatula in your hand smushed between you.
You smelled like sweets, and he smelled of smoke, and you both closed your eyes at the familiar but almost forgotten scent – bodies relaxing, realizing how much they’d missed the other's touch.
He held you there for a while, nuzzling his face into your neck with a low rumble – almost like the purr of a cat – before letting you down slowly.
“Is everything alright?” You asked, looking up at him.
He kept his hands at your sides for a moment longer, his usual unreadable expression donning his face. “Not really.” He revealed, then pressed a kiss onto your forehead. “Talk about it later, I’m starving.”
You wanted to ask but didn’t want to pry – trusting him that you’d talk about it later.
He set the table while you finished cooking, and you thought it a very nice change of pace – smiling with a giggle when he pulled out your chair for you. He was acting strange, but still, you wouldn’t complain.
Dinner went quietly. You kept waiting for him to talk, to tell you what it was that was bothering him, but he never did. You were both done not before long, and you got up to start collecting dishes.
He got up as well. Walking around the table, he stood behind you as he grabbed your wrist softly. “Leave it.” He said – his voice gentle, just above a whisper. 
“Katsuki?” You asked, before feeling it – gasping out a surprised “Oh-”
His hand rubbed the silk on your hip, messaging your skin through your dress as he pulled you back against his crotch, where you felt him – fat in his slacks – and nudging into the soft welcome of your butt.
Your chest fluttered with a giddy thrill, flustered and hot already.
“Right now?” You asked in a flushed rush. Bowed with both palms laid flat on the table – cheeks burning and eyes wide. 
“Yes.” He replied simply – voice still gentle but sturdy – perhaps a touch strained.
“Here?” You gushed, swallowing your spit.
“Yes.” He repeated, his lips hot on your throat, with kisses and licks and heavy huffs – his chest stiff and weighty with brawn, beating against your back where he haunched over you.
Your breath warbled, rendering your voice to just an unsteady whisper. “Oh- okay-”
He hoisted the skirt of your dress in quick tugs, bunching it over your hips before molding his clothed bulge neatly into your ass – squeezing your hips and pulling you back to meet his movements as he started rolling into you with need.
You let him – waiting with knees somewhat shakey. It had been so long since you’d last felt his lust for you that now it made you nervous. Your cunt was already weeping at the promise – so wet you soaked through your panties. Even your mouth had pooled with water, desperate for what was to come.
You closed your eyes, listening to him buckling up his belt, followed by the heavy sounds of his pants dropping to the floor – then the warm feel of his hefty manhood resting between your asscheeks. You moaned just at the feel of it. Veiny and warm and soft. Your breaths turned even thicker in your throat – so excited you nearly started wagging your butt to urge him into taking your panties off.
He did. Hooking his fingers beneath the lace, he pulled it down your thighs and knees and let it pool around your feet – giving your ass a wet bite on his way up again.
His fingers then found your puffy cunt, giving it a featherlight feel and releasing a strained grunt at the drippy mess discovered there – bathing his fingertips in your arousal. You heard him swallow thickly at your ear – his breath baring hints of something heavier from his gut – almost heaving as he grabbed his shaft and slid himself down through your thighs.
You nearly started whining boohoos, feeling his girth glide between the fat of your inner thighs, glossing itself in the slick from your cunt. Your insides screamed for it. It was all too sadistic for you to handle – you needed to push back into him – a wanton whimper escaping you even as you had your lip tugged between your teeth.
He answered the prayer, his movements controlled yet strained as he steadily guided it between the split of your pussylips until his head caught on your entrance. He hissed, pressing inside you without any prepping – and you sucked in a gasp, stinging at the stretch, taking the fat mushroom-shaped bulb inside you slowly – so overwhelmed your vision blurred with spotted light. 
Then you released the prettiest moan – whole body tense with anticipation as he eased the fat length all the way inside your pretty cunt – filling it so good, your thighs quaked with curled toes, sinking your teeth into your lip with eyes squished tightly shut – sighing with a needy whimper once his head nudged deep into your cervix.
You and your body both had forgotten his size. Feeling tunneled. You nearly had the urge to climb away as it rested inside you – every meaty inch stretching you out – but he held you steady at the hips, keeping you still as he nestled deep and completely within your walls – making you pant out like a needy bitch in heat. In the end, you couldn’t do much more than curl your toes into the carpet, eyes flickering with arms nearly giving out beneath you.
You didn’t expect the slap to your ass. “Ah- Katsuki-” You yelped with a buck, clenching down even harder around him.
He gritted his teeth at your pretty cry and did it again – planting his hand down hard into the doughy flesh. Pulling back with his hips and thrusting in again.
You clawed the table, picking up the tablecloth in balled hands – struggling to make breaths – insides fluttering and wavering between the delight of finally being filled and the flighty dread of being split in two – crying at the pain, being stretched so awfully good.
He smacked you again, and this time, you whimpered, reeling from the pain of it – feeling the skin sting and prickle – hot beneath the squeeze he made after, gripping the fat like putty. 
“Katsu- s’too rough-” You cried, shaking on his shaft – but also from the pleasure – feeling your head cloudy and hot where your brows cinched up.
He ignored your cry, giving it another hit with his palm. Backing up until only his tip remained inside, then running you through again – pelvis clapping your rear. So deep it choked you, making your tongue loll out of your mouth with your moans. So robbing, you needed to bow down until your tits rested on the table to avoid your arms giving out beneath you – panting as you held onto the feel of his every inch sliding in and out of you. Fucking you so well, you drooled.
“What's this I hear about you leavin’ me, huh?”
A cold rush flushed your body then.
The burn of pleasure suddenly went tense – still there, but vulnerable now. Your heart flared, beating fast – so loud you heard it in your head.
You weren’t able to answer before he’d snuck a hand up your chest and grabbed your throat, lifting you from the table and pressing you back against his chest where his lips could graze the shell of your ear. “I had a lil’ chat with Eijirou earlier. Care to know what he said?” He whispered now, feeling your breath turn thin beneath his hand. 
He held you tight, fingers sinking into your jugular – but more so in threat – not rough enough to choke you. 
Still, it made you squeeze on him harder. 
He didn’t wait for an answer. “He told me that Mina told him that you’ve been having ditzy thoughts about ending things… That true?”
“N-no- that’s not what I said-” You denied with a stutter – chest tight with a need to moan out, feeling the plush bulge of his cock-head knead into your cervix – making a mean outline on your tummy – burrowed so deep it made your thighs shake at the pressure – feeling the onslaught of that tightknit rope within your core begin to fray, soon to snap and let go.
“It's so like you.” He accused coldly, making another harsh thrust into you – cock punching your stomach in the perfect spot. “To go run your mouth with no plans of backing any of it up.”
“B-but I-” You didn’t have your wits with you to defend yourself – busy rubbing your thighs together, chasing the sweet release you felt pursuing.
“Buh-buh-but nothing.” He dismissed – his other hand making way down past your belly button, his fingers soon running over your clit – beginning to rub tight and slow circles into it – making your moans spill past where his hand kept your throat in a lock. “If you wanted me that badly, you should have just asked. But I guess that’s too much for you, isn’t it? You’re just too innocent, aren’t yah?”
You were nearly there until he spun you around. Quickly gathering your thighs, he picked you up and made you straddle him – pushing your back against the wall with a bang that almost had the pictures falling down.
You only moaned, going dumb from the thrill, wrapping your legs around his torso as he sunk back inside you. 
“I don’t buy it, sweetheart. Be honest now-” He breathed with a grunt, pressing his forehead against yours, and you slung your arms around his neck. “You’ve been touching yourself without me, haven't you?”
You bit your lip under his interrogating glare, looking into his red eyes through your lashes only to look away – flighty with a tiny whimper before squeaking out a hesitant but honest, “Ye-yes-”
“When?” He pushed with a hiss – wasting no time.
You burned with embarrassment – fingernails denting the swole and sweaty muscles of his back, feeling him dig inside you so deep and hard and fast you couldn’t help but spill with the confession. “Yesterday- after dinner- when you were sleeping-”
“Where?” He added, clenching his jaw at the shy way you nibbled your lip, telling him all your dirty secrets while pinned against the wall, taking him inside your tight wet cunt with such a face that just coaxed him into going harder and faster.
“H-here, on the floor-” You answered, moaning it for him with your breath in your throat.
“Tch-” He scoffed with a groan and a grin – feeling you clench on him, recognizing your mannerisms – you were getting close. “I didn’t know I was living with a little slut.” 
“I’m not-” You protested with a whine – giving him the cutest pouty face he’d ever seen.
“Don’t lie.” He barked, slamming into you – making you squeal with a moan, fingers pulling the locks at his nape while clenching on him tight – your breath shuddered, stomach tightening up like a knot before suddenly snapping. He chuckled hotly, feeling you shake from it. “Don’t you fuckin’ try it when you’re cummin’ on my cock like that-”
His lips mushed yours with another groan while you moaned from the release. He gripped your ass tighter, pulling you to meet his rhythm, riding it out of you – biting your lip to finish the kiss. 
“Be honest-” He seethed, his voice tight – low and gravelly, thick with arousal. “Where do you want it?”
You quaked at the question, head full of cotton from your orgasm. You looked at him with hearts in your eyes. “Inside me, please, Katsuki~”
“Fuck-” He stuttered – that was the last he could handle before burying himself deep – gripping you tight and keeping you snug against him as he emptied himself with hips jutting – pressing you firmly against the wall behind you.
He kept you there, forehead to forehead, holding his breath down to the very last drop – then let out a long and relieved sigh. But still, he held you there – with sweat running down his temple as he huffed air until both your breathing calmed down. And even then, he didn’t let go.
Instead, he carried you off toward the bedroom – leisurely in his steps as your legs dangled over his arms before placing you both down in the soft bed.
He helped you out of your dress, shimmying it off over your head with your hands lazily raised in the air – then he tore his own shirt off over his shoulders, flexing his back with a stretch and groggy yawn before laying down with a complete sigh. 
Throwing an arm over your midriff, heavy and thick with muscles – his hand splayed on the small of your back – holding you snugly – limbs tangled together with your heads propped on the same pillow.
“Next time you’re thinking about touching yourself when I’m asleep, just wake me up.” He grumbled, his eyes already closed. 
You gave a breathy giggle, murmuring an “Okay~” with a smile. Looking at his face and the cute blush dusting his cheeks with dew.
He had that small scrunch between his brows like always, twisting his handsome face into something so adorably moody even in his sleep. 
His warm breath puffed slow and steady against your face – dewy from his slightly parted mouth.
“Katsuki?” You whispered after a while, tapping your finger on his peck with a soft bite to your lip. 
He opened his eyes, sleepy but awake still – blinded by your wide-awake eyes eagerly staring back at him.
“One more time?”
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luvrkay · 10 months
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on your knees
Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he strokes his long cock slowly. you watch with lust filled eyes as his hand moves up and down his length, mouth open ready and waiting for him to use your mouth. he lets it slap against your lips once, then twice before he's pushing the angry red tip past your parted lips.
your lips close around the head, moaning quietly as the first drop of his cum hits your tongue. your head bobs up and down slowly, taking more of him each time until he's hitting the back of your throat. your pull away to catch your breathe, letting your tongue lap at the slit drinking down the precum that drips from his slit.
"fuck baby, just like that" Katsuki grunts, shallowly thrusting into your mouth. his fat tip hits the back of your throat, forcing out a gag as tears flood your waterline, the black eyeliner you applied this morning runs down your face and katsuki thumbs the tears away gently.
Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he fucks your throat, hand roughly pushing your head down, forcing his fat cock down your throat.
he's close, you can tell by the way he twitches in your mouth, your hand comes up to gently massage his balls, toying with them in your hand as you swallow around him.
you let out a moan as the first drop of Katsuki's cum hits your tongue, you take him in deeper, feeling it hit the back of your throat and you make sure to swallow it all.
Katsuki likes you on your knees, sitting pretty for him as he bends down and kisses you, forcing his tongue into your mouth, the taste of him still lingering on your tongue. "fuck i love you"
AN: I’m bored so I’m taking requests! Please don’t hesitate to send some in!
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linahopeeeee · 1 year
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Have a seat
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ღ Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x reader
ღ Summary: Katsuki wants you to sit on his face.
ღ words: 800
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“c’mon baby just sit down” Katsuki mumbles from beneath you. He hasn’t shaved in a couple of days and his stubble tickles the inside of your thigh from where his head is trapped between your thighs as he tries to coax you into sitting on his face. “don’t you want me to make you feel good?”
You chew at your bottom lip hesitantly. Its not that you don’t want to do it, hell your so horny you could cry, it’s just your scared. What if you hurt him? What if you’re so lost in the pleasure that you miss his warnings that he can’t breathe? What if you accidentally kill your boyfriend?
“can you please just sit down” Katsuki sighs annoyed at how long its taking for you to sit down
How would you even explain that to the cops? you think to yourself, ignoring your boyfriends pleas. Like yes sir I sat on his face and now he’s dead. Yeah, no thanks
With one last loud obnoxious sigh, two strong hands make their way to your thighs, forcing your cunt down onto his face. You barely have time to react before Katsuki’s wrapped his lips around your clit. A broken moan leaves you as your hands grip the headboard in an attempt to help you stay upright.
“fuck kats” you moan out as your boyfriend licks his way through your folds, moaning against you as his tongue collects your slick. He flicks his tongue inside your tight walls before taking your clit back into his mouth, sucking harshly on the puffy nub.
You’re so lost in the pleasure that you don’t realize that you’ve started grinding yourself down on his face, until he’s pinching the inside of your thigh causing you to gasp softly. “Sorry!” you squeak out.
You feel rather than hear his response. The vibrations on your clit enough to have to falling forward into the wall. Katsuki dives back into your pussy with fervor, alternating between sucking on your clit harshly, and using his tongue to lap up your juices as if he hasn’t had a sip of water in days.
“fuck you taste so good” he tells you when he comes back up for air. you steal a glance down at him, cheeks instantly heating up at the sight below you. Katsuki’s face is covered in your slick. From his nose down to his chin, is completely soaked, and Katsuki loves it. Just knowing that you only get this wet for him has his cock aching in his shorts. You must know it too the way your hand sneaks behind you, palming him over his shorts as he groans against you.
A hiss escapes his lips as you pull his shorts down enough to have his dick spring free, slapping his stomach. You lick one of your palms before taking him into your hand, giving a few experimental tugs when you get an idea.
Katsuki makes a sound of confusion as you pull yourself away from his mouth, lips falling into a smirk as you turn yourself around, positioning your ass right in front of his face. You take his dick in your hand once more, this time bending down and giving a few kitten licks to the tip, moaning around the head as Katsuki takes your clit back into his mouth, tongue swirling around the bundle of nerves.
Tired of your teasing, Katsuki thrusts himself up and into your mouth, snorting softly when he hears you gag slightly. You pout, but begin bobbing your head up and down regardless, taking him further and further each time.
You manage to get away 2/3 of the way down, before he’s hitting the back of your throat with each thrust of his hips, tears flood your waterline as you attempt to breathe through your nose. Gagging every now and then as you try to ignore the burning in your throat. “fuck your take me so well” Katsuki says from his spot between your legs.
Then he does something that surprises both of you.
He takes his thumb and uses it to collect the slick that’s collected on your folds, then he takes it and circles the wetness around your rim before slowly pushing it inside. The feeling is foreign, but its enough to have your walls clenching down, its enough to push you over the edge, cumming as Katsuki happily drinks up every drop.
It only takes a couple more strokes of his dick before Katsuki is spilling himself in your hand, groaning when he hears you lewdly sucking his release off of your fingers.
Yeah… you’re definitely sitting on his face more often.
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malandro-m · 7 months
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Bakugou tracks you on the Apple Watch fitness thing and is baffled by how much you walk. Will randomly just txt you “wtf did you just walk 2 miles??” And “how tf are you already at 10k steps??”
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aira-writes · 5 months
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Love Language
Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Reader
Genre: fluff, headcanons
Warnings: curses
characters are in college
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♡Bakugou's love language is physical touch
♡You guys don't often see each other at school because you're from different departments.
♡ Going on dates and hanging out happens rarely too when you're both swamped with schoolworks.
♡ So as much as you don't like it, the only mini-dates you'd have with each other is binge-watching movies on weekends.
♡ On most days, he'll visit your dorm room after his classes for the day are over
♡ Bakugou would softly knock on your door with his school uniform on and bag loosely hanging on his left shoulder
♡ His ears would perk up when he'll hear your footsteps nearing the door
♡ You'd open the door and the exhausted look on his face would be replaced by a small smile as he'd see your pretty face and extended arms-- asking for a hug
♡ As corny as it seems—but all his exhaustion would be thrown out the window when you'd envelope him in a tight hug and your sweet familiar colgne would invade his nostrils
♡ “Imissedyou, baby.” He'd mumble in a soft whisper and you'd kiss his nose mumbling a “Missedyoutoo, `suki.” as you ushered him inside
♡ From his frequent visits to your room, almost half of his clothes are there too. Some of those are which you stole tho.
♡ He'd take a bath and change into his pajamas as you'd prepare dinner for the two of you.
♡ When all the chores are done and you both are full from eating, Bakugou always looks forward to being spooned by you in bed
♡ His arms encircled protectively around your waist, face buried into your neck—inhaling your scent, and eyes closed as he let the feeling of your warmth and head massages take him to a deep slumber.
♡ On small occasions, Bakugou would have these nightmares and instead of waking up—he'd grumble and whine in his sleep
♡ Since you're a light sleeper, you'd be awaken from this and would see your boyfriend with his eyebrows furrowed and muttering words in his sleep
♡ You'd immediately assume he's having a nightmare from the fact that he seems like he's out of breath in his sleep and sweating like crazy
♡ You'd run your hands through his hair and place your palm on top of his cheek—whispering “am here Katsu.”—to calm him down without the need to wake him up
♡If that still doesn't work, you'd press your face onto his chest and it would immediately slow his heartbeat
♡ Him feeling your warmth would immediately soothe him and pull him out from his nightmare
♡ Without opening his eyes, he'd hold you tighter to his chest, glad that he has you by his side
♡ Your love language is acts of service
♡ You're never the type to ask for anyone's help when you're working on a task
♡ May it be a task you can easily handle or a one that you can't—you still won't ask for help because you've become accustomed to being independent and not relying on anyone but yourself
♡ But the fact that Bakugou would always go out of his way to help you on your tasks always doesn't fail to give you butterflies in the stomach
♡ Or when Bakugou would be willing to help you even when it meant sacrificing his time or his own comfort for your sake
♡ Your boyfriend is such a grandpa and always sleeps early as much as possible so he can get the beauty sleep he needs—your words not his
♡ And being the grandpa that he is, he also has preferences when it comes to his sleeping routine
♡ he likes it dark since the bright lights prohibits him from getting a good night's sleep
♡ But since he decided to sleep on your dorm and accompany you during your exam week—he had to get used to the fact that you'd be reviewing all night and all the lights would be turned on
♡ so poor Suki had bag under his eyes and was sleepy the next morning
♡ "sorry." you mumbled out as you guiltily bit your bottom lip, placing the three stacks of pancakes on your boyfriend's plate
♡ he yawned and cutely rubbed his eyes. “'bout what?”
♡ "the lights kept you up didn't you?"
♡ "it's fine, dumbass." he playfully flicked your forehead and reprimanded you for even thinking that, stuffiny his face with the breakfast you made.
♡ you're well aware of the fact that Bakugou is really an impatient one and does not like waiting too long
♡ but when it comes to you?
♡ since your department has this small ball that will be held next week—you needed an outfit
♡ the theme was superheroes and you knew you could never whip up something last minute with that theme
♡ you were on your way to the mall today and had just finished getting ready
♡ you just left the bathroom and was rummaging through your bag for your phone
♡ "time to go?" you jumped and almost dropped your keys when your boyfriend popped up out of nowhere and snaked his arms onto your waist
♡ You were going to the mall. But you didn't tell Katsuki to come since you know he'll just get bored there.
♡ "I'm coming to the mall with you, babe." he answered seeing you were confused
♡ You stared at your boyfriend like he just grown a third head. "don't you hate sho—"
♡ " Wanna see your try your fits. Now let's go."
♡ you didn't even had time to say no since he already ushered you out and before you knew it you were at the mall
♡ you know deep down that Katsuki really HATED waiting
♡ but to see him here at the mall with you?
♡ carrying all the bags of clothes you bought—in both of his hands, some hanging on his arms?
♡ plus the fact that he's not even complaining and would just patiently follow you and wait for you to finish roaming around—makes you giddy inside
♡ another one of Bakugou's love language is words of affirmation
♡ it's not a surprise that Bakugou likes to be praised especially since he can back up all that boastfulness with his skills
♡ but the only words that matter to him the most—are yours
♡ Bakugou never opens up about his struggles, problems, or things that are troubling him
♡ he's just not the type to sit and talk about how his day went or rant about stuff that made him mad
♡ but knowing Katsuki and him being your boyfriend for God know's how long, you already figured out how his mind works
♡ Katsuki is really not that verbal but you can always see through his facade, either when he's having a bad day, tired, just wanna rest, just want some cuddles, or just want some words that would make him feel better
♡ instead of grilling him on what was bothering him, you always know what to say and would always knew what to say that would def raise his mood in a snap
♡ Bakugou is a fast learner. He really has no trouble learning a thing since he's naturally skilled
♡ But for once, he really struggled learning basketball since he really wasn't a sporty guy and has never dribbled a ball since he was little
♡ you both were in the school gym and Katsuki had an unpaintable look on as he glared at the ring that was a a few feet away from him
♡ The funny thing was—he already learned how to do the different kinds of dribbles, passes, and shooting techniques in one go after spending a good amount of time practice
♡ The one thing he's complaining about right now is that he can't shoot the ball half court
♡ It's funny `cause it took you months and continuous practice to learn the things he learned in one look and he's still mad about not being able to shoot the ball in half court
♡ HALF COURT?!
♡ You were hiding your giggles since you find the situation funny and your boyfriend cute
♡ But to see him frustrated made you feel a bit sad for him
♡ “It's fine baby! You can do it!” your cheer echoed throughout the gym since it was only the two of you there
♡ and him hearing your cheer made his eyebrows furrowed less
♡ Katsuki gripped the ball tighter, took a deep breath and glared at the ring one last time before he took the shot
♡ and it went in
♡ you watched your boyfriend as he watched the ball bounce away looking like he couldn't believe that he actually made the shot
♡ Then he turned to look at you with this biggest adorable grin he could muster. “It went in, baby! Did you see that went in?!”
♡ you nodded and grinned at his smiling face and him looking so proud of himself made you fall in love with him all over again
♡ Another one of your love language is quality time
♡ Due to the hectic schedule in school and non-stop schoolworks, it's almost a miracle you'd see your boyfriend thrice a week.
♡ Bakugou knows that you miss him badly and so does he
♡ so the thing he does is to make sure you'd both get the quality time you need
♡ you're studying up for a quiz?
♡ your boyfriend would knock on your door, carrying a box of pizza in his hand and a bunch of comfort food in his other hand
♡ he'd help you study—even scold you for not eating, and would give you massages to get those knots off your shoulders from sitting and slouching too long
♡ "twangchu forda fwood, Tsuki." You'd say—mouth full with the food he brought and with sauce on the side of your lip
♡ Bagukou would chuckle in amusement and would wipe the sauce off your lip, not with his hand tho :>
♡ “Katsu!”
♡ he'd chuckle some more upon seeing your tomato flushed cheeks
♡ Due to the influence of your boyfriend's friends—Kami and Kiri they're more your friends now than his—you got interested into playing codm
♡ Bakugou also had to learn to play the game so he'd have more time to keep you to himself since Kami and Kiri would visit sometimes and would steal you. Jelly Katsu y'all
♡ As mentioned earlier the only mini dates you both have are when you're both binge watching a series on netflix
♡ With the cramp increasingly shooting its way down onto his leg the longer the time passes—he'd still not move just to make sure he won't accidentally wake you up
♡ It was already halfway of the movie when you started dozing off so he had you lay your head onto the pillow on his lap
♡ You looked so adorable
♡ some of hair sticking in all directions, your mouth slightly agape, a dribble of saliva on the side of the your cheek, your soft snores, and this red mark of your forearm on your forehead since you just changed position
♡ cute. He thought and chuckled
♡ but when you showed signs of waking up since his chuckle made the pillow you were laying on—shake a bit—He stopped chuckling and hummed a tune in hopes of you not waking up
♡ “Katsuki—mine—back off.. ” you whined in your sleep, your brows furrowed
♡ he smiled and stopped himself from chuckling. “Iloveyousomuch, dumbass.” he planted a soft kiss on your forehead and smiled at you lovingly, ignoring the increasing cramps he's feeling on his leg.
A/n: AaAaaAa it's been so long since i last posted! I miss writing and wasn't able to write since I was so busy with school and all. Hope you guys like this one! Sorry for the typos since this is not proofread.
Plagiarism is a crime
©aira-writes 2023
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sukustar · 1 year
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Appreciating the beauty of...
🧨Bakugou Katsuki🧨
[ANIME/MANGA]
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(Boy you're so hard, he's literally beautiful every time I didn't know which images to choose)
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butterfly-writer · 2 months
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KATSUKI BAKUGOU
Unsolved Attraction KATSUKI BAKUGOU X FOREIGN!MALE!READER TW: NONE Contents: FLUFF Summary: A charming boy from the Irelands, comes to Japan to train more on his quirk and somehow, Bakugou takes interest in him.
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awkwardbakugou · 10 months
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he’s so hot and for what?
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a-hobit · 1 year
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I’ve really enjoyed seeing red eyes becoming more reclaimed as a good guy eye color and blue eyes being evil incarnate.
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Katsuki Bakugo's Family
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Doesn't he look pleased 😂
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skywalkersolos-blog · 11 months
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MHA: Katsuki Bakugo
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ask-katsuki-bakugo · 8 months
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Are you passing, my boy?
Uh, yes…?
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luvrkay · 9 months
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Pro hero Katsuki who makes you ride him in his office as he does his paperwork. His right hand is busy writing while the other hand is rubbing fast circles on your clit.
It was two hours after he leaves to head to his hero agency that he texts you telling you he forgot his bento on the kitchen counter and asking if you can bring it to him sometime today.
It’s a little after noon when your pushing open the main entrance to Deku and Dynamight’s hero agency. You smile over at Izuku as you walk past his open office door, he gives you a polite hello in response.
You don’t bother knocking on Katsuki’s door, he knows your coming. He's sitting behind his desk, probably filling out all the necessary paperwork for the villain he put away yesterday. his eyes flick up at the click of the door, a smile gracing his handsome features.
he stands, walking around the desk until he's standing directly in front of you. he takes your face into his hands, pressing his lips into yours. "missed you" he whispers against your mouth.
"i missed you too Kat's" he takes the box out of your hands and places it down on the desk.
"i'll eat it later, besides i gotta finish this paperwork" he tells you taking your hands as he sits back down in his chair, pulling you down on his lap. you let out a quiet gasp when you feel his boner pressing against your ass.
thank fuck you wore a skirt
Katsuki grabs your jaw, turning your head. he presses his lips into your neck, sucking harshly on the skin, grinding up against you. "need you pretty girl" your thighs clench subconsciously, trying to relieve the ache in your core.
Katsuki uses one hand to lift you off of his lap, unzipping his pants and pulling out his fat dick, he pulls your skirt up to your hips. two of his fingers hook in your panties and he pulls them to the side, dipping his fingers into your pussy and feeling your slick coat his digits.
"fuck baby, already so wet" he drags his dick against your folds, nudging it against your swollen clit before he's pushing in. you moan out as Katsuki stretches you out.
you give yourself a few minutes to get used to the stretch before you start rolling your hips, feeling every delicious drag of Katsuki's cock along your walls.
Katsuki's arm wraps around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest and he moves the chair closer to the desk, one hand grabbing the pen he was holding before and the other going down to rub your clit, feeling you clench tightly around him.
"gonna cum Kats" you cry out, fingers pinching your exposed nipples. Katsuki hums against your neck.
"cum for me princess" he grunts before spilling deep inside of you
AN: I’m bored so I’m taking requests! Please don’t hesitate to send some in!
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kurayami-ichika · 2 years
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"I wasn't there for you.." Bakugou x Injured!reader
(female reader who has telekinesis quirk ((your quirk can only activate when you are calm))) L/N (your last name) (E/C your eye color)
WHAT IF: Instead of Deku, you were the one confronted by Shigaraki?
(USJ scene) You watched from afar as an unknown (crusty) blue haired villain reached for Tsu, you pushed your quirk to the max, boosting your flying speed. Using your quirk you managed to create a wall in front of the villain and rescue Deku, Tsu, and Mineta. You fly away almost as quickly as you arrived with bated breath and sweat dripping from everywhere it could, you were safe.
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Today was a very eventful day, you went to the mall with the baku squad. Though Bakugou protested, (like usual) you all went to the mall anyway. Though as soon as you arrived, Mina immediately stole you away from Bakugou and the others almost as if they weren’t even there and dragged you to a random shop with cute clothes.
In the end, she wanted to explore an entire clothing store and you wanted to go elsewhere so the 2 of you split up anyways, deciding to go your separate ways and meet back at the entrance when you were both done shopping. You were heading to an interesting shop when you heard a voice call out, “Hey, you’re that telekinesis kid from UA!”, a man in a black hoodie approached you and you cringed when he put an arm around your shoulder. “You were at that USJ incident too, what a coincidence.”, you struggled in his grasp fighting to get his arm off of you, obviously uncomfortable. “Or maybe it was.. fate.”, you finally got a glimpse of his face, it was him. Tomura Shigaraki. You flinched at the realization. “Oh, don’t be scared, just an old friend paying you a visit.”, “What do you want, Shigaraki..”, he smirked at you creepily, sneaking his hand to your neck. “I just want you to tell me everything you know about the UA schedules”, “Why would I tell you even if I did know? You’d just attack us again.”, “Well, that’s where your problem is, this one finger is what’s separating you from death. If I touched you with this last finger..”, he tauntingly tapped on your skin, “..your neck would disintegrate.”. He punctuated his sentence with a cold chuckle that sent shivers down your spine.
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Bakugou and Kirishima had finally left the rest of the squad to go find you. You were supposed to have met by the entrance by this time, but you were nowhere to be seen. Bakugou, though he said he was annoyed that you weren’t there, he had a terrible feeling of worry for you. He just felt it, it made his entire body cold and his arm hairs stand up. He and Kirishima were walking through the mall looking for you until they spotted you with Shigaraki, they didn’t know it yet though. “Hey, I found her, Kirishima. Eh? Who the hell’s that guy with his hand around her shoulder?! I’LL KILL EM’—”, Bakugou starts marching towards the both of you until Kirishima pulls him back. “Bakugou, I don’t think we should go over there..that’s..”.Bakugou takes a moment to focus on his face, and he too realizes that that’s Shigaraki Tomura. “Bakugou, I’ll call a hero, don’t do anything she could be in danger.”
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“Hmm..you’re sure that you don’t know anything?”, he threateningly diggs into your neck with his nails digging deeper with every word he says. “Yes..I’m sure, our teachers don’t tell us a-anything unless it’s a field trip or something..”, his grip on your neck is hellishly strong, nearly crushing your windpipe and only leaving air to talk. The tension rises and then suddenly he loosens up and eventually lets go. You take this time to use your quirk and slip a tracking device into his pocket using your telekinesis and run to Bakugou and Kirishima. When you look back he’s gone. “Did..did you call a hero?”, “Yeah, L/N, are you alright?”, “I can’t believe that bastard got away..I WAS GONNA BEAT HIS ASS!”, “I slipped a tracker onto him, we need to hurry. Do you know where Allmight is?”, Bakugou turned around with a smirk on his face, “That’s my L/N.”
The three of you made it outside where Denki, Sero, and Mina were waiting worriedly. Mina rushed to hug you, and made sure you were alright. “I slipped a tracker onto him, we need to find Allmight. Anyone know where he is?”, there was a heavy silence until Denki piped up, “Hey! I bet I know someone who does!'' Everyone cheered knowing exactly who he was thinking of, except Bakugou, he only groaned. “That stupid nerdy Deku?!”.
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You got on a call with Deku and learned of his whereabouts. “Katsuki, can you come with me?”, “…Fine.”, the both of you began running to Allmight, you eventually keeping up with Bakugou. When you arrived, you informed him of the situation and gave him your phone with Shigaraki’s whereabouts. The rest would be heard of on the news. Your job was over.
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Allmight once again stormed into the LOV’s base, but this time they knew better and everyone escaped. Twice cloned Shigaraki and the clone attacked every hero Allmight brought along with him. Dabi set fire creating a smoke screen and the heroes were left battling the clones Twice created while they escaped.
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The 2 weeks after that Bakugou crudely (tsundere lol) insisted that he stay with you at all times you go out, so Shigaraki wouldn’t come back for you. He went to get groceries with you and everything, he even stayed with you after school. Shigaraki really gave him a scare, he was just able to put up with your (totally) annoying presence, he couldn’t lose the only other person he tolerated other than Kirishima.
Tonight, you were in your bedroom. (right next to Bakugou’s) You could tell Bakugou was still awake. He always made so much noise though he’d knock on your room door just to complain about you dropping a blanket even. He had super ears but was completely ignorant to his own noise. You were settling in when a knock sounded at your door. You opened it, speaking playfully, “Bakugou I know, I know I—”, as soon as you opened the door you saw Shigaraki. How’d he get into the dorms? You quickly tried to shut the door but he caught it, shut it and locked it behind him. “Hello old friend, I’ve come to visit again..”, he uncovered the knife he was holding. “..but this time I’m not such a nice old friend. I’ll disintegrate every limb you have until you beg me to let you die.”, you ran further into the room towards the window but he caught you by the hair, tugging at your scalp. He threw you onto the floor and pinned you with one hand. “Which first? Eenie.. Meenie.. miney…. Moe— screw it.”, he sneered as he placed his hand on your knee and the skin started to peel away into dust until the muscle was visible. He put a finger over your lips and shushed you, you whimpered, trying to stay silent as so much pain overcame your body as the wound got longer until your knee no longer had any skin and your calves and thigh were next.
You tried to think, to remember what you were taught in self defense class, but it was all a blur. Your vision became fuzzy with tears while he mocked you over and over again. He grabbed your wrist. “You planted a tracker on me, didn’t you?”, you stayed silent, your fearful e/c eyes staring into his crazed ones. “DIDN’T YOU? ANSWER ME!”, you shuddered, “Yes..I did, I planted it.”. The skin on your wrist started to slowly peel away as well as he only got angrier. You needed to do something. You finally remembered a move from class. You took his wrist and pushed up while pushing your uninjured knee to his stomach and planting the other to tip him over and get out. You tripped over your own feet as he tumbled to the floor. The door was inches away. You unlocked the knob and nearly escaped out to the hall, but he was faster. His hand swiftly reached for your ankle and he grasped it, pulling you back onto the ground with him. “You tried to get away, you know what that means..”, the skin on your ankle began decaying instantly. You felt it as more and more layers of skin disappeared slowly.
Then the sound of a door busting open surrounded the entire room “HEY DUMBASS WHAT’S WITH ALL THE NOISE WHA…”, Bakugou paused for but a moment and quickly processed the situation, lunging at the villain and pinning his hands down. The two brawled on the ground while you sat there immobile and trembling. That was until Bakugou got pinned in return and Shigaraki was about to kill him. As he reached for Bakugou, you grabbed one of the weights from your closet and hit him over the head with it. He passed out instantly and your legs gave out, the last bit of your strength now gone.
Bakugou acted quickly and carried you in his arms down the hall, where a button was recently installed to notify all students and teachers that a villain was inside. He quickly clicked it and ran down the stairs as the alarms blared, all the way to the gym basement, where all students on campus were supposed to gather. You both arrived safely, along with all of your classmates. Momo quickly made you a mat to rest on until help arrived. Bakugou was by your side the entire time in the gym. He was worried sick for you, he should’ve been faster to notice. How could he be so stupid?
The next day no evidence of Shigaraki’s arrival other than your destroyed room was found, and security was permanently heightened. From this day on you slept in Bakugou's room, he didn’t mind it though he complained a lot. He would be able to protect you easier. After the incident he confessed to you. As you were in the hospital bed he told you in a shaky voice, “I love you, dumbass..and I wasn’t there for you..I wish..I wish I could go back in time— do something different, but you’re hurt and.. it’s all my fault.”, the both of you shared a heartfelt hug, “I love you too Katsuki. It’s not your fault, I’ll be alright, okay?” the room was silent, but you felt it. He nodded slowly and you felt a tear fall onto you. “..Okay..dumbass..” THE END
A/N: I've only watched 3 and a half seasons of mha so if you have any requests for WHAT IF please tell me the episode(s) number and the scene you want me to write.
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malandro-m · 6 months
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best!friend Bakugou demands he feels your chest for lumps doing breast cancer awareness month
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nanaosaki3940 · 2 years
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Touya & Bakugo
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Horikoshi sensei complaining about Touya and Bakugo having the same hairstyle now!
Meanwhile on the other side...
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LMAO!!! 🤣🤣🤣
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