Katsuki Bakugo Mha - Blog Posts

It's genuinely crazy to me that there are people out there that consider my writing to be good/decent.

Like wdym I have 200 followers. So you're telling me 200 people saw my content and decided they wanna follow me so they see more of it?

And wdym I got 500+ notes on my post. Do people actually enjoy what I do?

That's just insane cause I would honestly never read my own stuff they're so ass

Made a poll a few days ago where I asked y'all what MHA character I should write more of and Bakugo got the most votes so keep in mind that I'm currently working on a werewolf Katsuki x reader thingy 🙊 I hope I can post it soon

Also i think I should start working on chapter 2 of my smoker!izuku fanfic. Check out pt 1 if you haven't

u lowk made me discover smth abt myself w that poly bakudeku x reader post and i’m SO interested in what you think they’d be like in a poly relationship

I'm giggling. Honestly I'm not a big fan of poly relationships but I just thought of that one specific scenario and I wanted to give it a try and write it. I'm glad you liked it:)

i feel like they'd be pretty feisty together, always fighting and shit but idk if anyone wants I can try and write a fanfic w em😭

Perv Katsuki! Who's a little shit,this man definitely jerks off to the thought of you when you're at work.

Perv katsuki! Who is always begging you to either give him head or let him use your thighs to get off!

Perv Katsuki! Who feels no remorse, asking you to use him and overstimulate his pretty cock

Perv Katsuki! Who steals your undies(he especially likes you pink ones) and keeps them under his pillow, sniffing them while he jerks off his cock to the smell of you

Perv Katsuki! Who keeps a little box of sex toys that he never told you about(yet), using them on himself when you're too busy to let him fuck you

Perv Katsuki! Who begs you to let him record the way he pumps his cock into you so he has something to watch when he's bored! (You end up letting him record)

Perv Katsuki! Who brought up the idea of recording you guys having sex you putting the clip up on porn hub. You refused and he was a bit disappointed. He may be a pervert but he will respect your decision (for now,at least)

Perv Katsuki! Who never pulls out of your pretty cunt even if you ask him to! He stays buried inside for at least 5 minutes after cumming,he can't bring himself to let you go

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Hi hiii 😼 I love ur writing omfg

Is it ok if I could get some writing of a really whiny Katsuki during sex with reader, like boy is full on sobbing BC it just feels so good inside of us plsplspls (virgin Katsuki is very much appreciated!! And wife!reader too ><)

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Hiii I'm giggling at this,for whatever reason you give off nice vibes I like you:3 I really hope you like this I'm still trying to get better at writing:(

Katsuki x FEM reader (afab)

Tw: nsfw,virgin katsuki,vaginal penetration, somewhat subby kats

(These are pretty much just some head cannons because I've written quite some long fanfics lately and so I wanna take a lil break from that)

Katsuki never really experienced the touch of a woman before he got with you. You were pretty much his first everything. He didn't even match profile pics with anyone before! You were the one that forced him to match!(He loves matching anything w you)

Since he has absolutely no experience with anyone he doesn't really know how to fuck. I mean,surely he has an idea and somewhat knows the basic stuff but hes just so clueless,it's cute!

He was obviously a virgin,he admitted that to you on your wedding day which was a bit surprising as you would have thought a man like him would be often approached by other women and persuaded into having sex.

The night he lost his virginity was actually on your wedding day. I wouldn't say katsuki is a religious guy but he thinks that the idea of waiting to have sex till yall get married is just sweet and that it's respectful this way!

He definitely trembles, twitches and whimpers when you touch his body and especially when you stroke his poor,hard cock. That's his favorite part,you stroking him,or at least that's what he thought Untill he got to be inside you.

Since he never did this before he didn't know what to expect but he did not expect you to feel so good and warm. His cock was the perfect size,not too big,not too small so when he slid inside you he just melted,he fits so well like his cock was just made for you

He would often whimper ,almost sounding like a girl, whenever he would start thrusting

His voice is just so attractive though ,because he's almost never like this,he acts all though in public but he's a whining mess in this situation

Poor baby started tearing up. Your insides just felt so good he couldn't stand it anymore,his hips would often twitch and move on their own. He was sobbing and whimpering while being on top of you thrusting into you at a quick speed

Katsuki cums so quickly though! He can't last for so long:( not when you're so fuckin hot when taking him inside

"urgh fuck,fuck,fuck.. please"

He scratches at your thighs and hips when he holds you in place, fucking his cock inside you

"nghh I'm so close..fuck..so warm and good for me"

He doesn't like cumming inside tho,he pulled out before he did

He just doesn't want the possibility for you to get pregnant so soon after just getting married. He's not ready for kids

He cums on the bedsheets in between your thighs while stroking him though his orgasm. He was whimpering again,almost louder this time

After this he just collapsed on your chest,still breathing heavily from his orgasm as he thanked you for everything

"fuck baby..your insides feel so fuckin warm..I can't believe this just happened"

Now this is a fairy tale...3:)

A Dragon’s Bride

Dragon Prince! Bakugo Katsuki x Fem! Fae Princess! Reader

Fanstasy AU

***18+ Fic***

If you are not 18 years old, you are not old enough to ride. Please exit the line and find another. Thank you and have a good day.

Warnings: Arranged marriage, smut, soft to rough sex, light fluff. Characters are aged up, Bakugo and reader are the same age.

Word Count: 4.7k

Author’s Note: So I had this idea after reading other fantasy AU fics, and I just really wanted a soft Bakugo. I know he’s an angry moody mf but idgaf aight? I didn’t wanna get super descriptive with the smut, just cause I wanted it to be more like ‘lovemaking’ than just sex, you feel me? Sorry if the pace is a little weird, I didn’t spend a whole lot of time on this lmao. Anyway, here’s dragon boi Bakubitch.

Enjoy the read~

Keep reading

Bnha X Spiderman AU

evolution

“please don’t leave me”

why does he look angry even when he's confused

Hii!! If you can, can you write Katsuki x fem reader where reader is scared of being intimate with Katsuki because she's very insecure about her body and Katsuki reassures her? It can be both comfort and smut!! XOXO

To Worship

Katsuki wasn’t stupid. He could tell when something was off, especially when it came to you.

He noticed it in the way your body stiffened whenever his hands wandered beneath your shirt. The way your breath hitched, not from pleasure, but hesitation. The way you pulled back just before things went too far.

It pissed him off—not because you weren’t giving in, but because you were holding yourself back. From him.

Tonight was no different. You were straddling his lap, lips swollen from his kisses, body warm and trembling in his arms, but the moment his fingers slipped beneath your top, you tensed.

"Oi," he muttered, pulling back to look you in the eye. "The fuck’s goin’ on?"

You shook your head quickly. "Nothing."

"That’s bullshit." His crimson eyes burned into yours, sharp but not unkind. "Talk to me."

You swallowed hard, trying to look away, but he grabbed your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Y/N."

Your chest ached at how soft he said your name.

"I just…" You exhaled shakily. "I don’t want to disappoint you."

His brows furrowed, irritation flashing across his face. "What the hell does that mean?"

You bit your lip. "I’m not… perfect, Katsuki. My body isn’t—"

"Don’t you dare finish that sentence." His voice was rough, but his touch was gentle as his hands moved to your waist. "You think I give a fuck about that?"

Your vision blurred with unshed tears. "I don’t want you to see me and—"

"Tch." Katsuki scoffed, then leaned in, brushing his lips over yours. "You’re fuckin’ perfect to me."

You gasped softly as he kissed you again, slower this time. His fingers traced over your skin with a reverence that made your heart ache.

"You don’t gotta hide from me, baby," he murmured against your lips. "Lemme show you how much I love every damn part of you."

Your breath stuttered as he guided you onto your back, his body hovering over yours. His hands, usually rough and calloused, worshipped your curves, tracing over every dip, every scar, every so-called imperfection like they were something sacred.

"God, you’re beautiful," he muttered, voice thick with want. "Can’t believe you ever doubted that."

Heat pooled in your stomach as he kissed his way down your body, worshipping every inch of you with lips and tongue. The tenderness in his touch made your insecurities feel so small, so insignificant.

And when he finally pressed into you, stretching you so perfectly, he held you close, his forehead resting against yours.

"You feel that?" he groaned, voice shaking. "That’s how much I fuckin’ love you, baby."

A soft whimper escaped your lips as he moved, slow and deep, his hands gripping yours as he made love to you like he had all the time in the world.

No rush. No shame. Just him showing you, over and over again, just how beautiful you were in his eyes.

And for the first time, you believed it.

Katsuki moved with a kind of intensity that left you breathless—not the usual rough, explosive passion he carried in everything he did, but something deeper. Something unshakably devoted.

His hands never stopped moving, mapping out every part of your body with deliberate care. When your breath hitched as his fingers traced a soft curve or a spot you weren’t fond of, he lingered there, pressing firm, open-mouthed kisses to your skin as if to tell you, I love this. I love you.

“You feel so fuckin’ good,” he groaned, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he pushed deeper, hips rolling slow and deliberate. “So tight… fuck, baby.”

Your legs trembled around his waist, pleasure sparking through every nerve as he kept you close—chest to chest, fingers tangled with yours. His pace never faltered, never rushed, stretching the moment between you like something precious.

A whimper slipped from your lips, and Katsuki was on you immediately, capturing the sound with a kiss, swallowing it down like he needed it to breathe.

“S’okay, baby,” he whispered, thumb brushing over your cheek as he kissed you again, softer this time. “You don’t gotta hide from me. Ever.”

You let out a shaky breath, overwhelmed by the way he was looking at you—like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Tears pricked at your eyes, and Katsuki’s expression softened, his thrusts slowing to a near stop as he cupped your face.

“Shit, baby,” he murmured, brushing his lips against your eyelids, kissing away the tears that slipped free. “Didn’t mean to make you cry.”

You shook your head quickly. “No, it’s… it’s not bad.”

His brow furrowed, but he didn’t press. Instead, he leaned in, his voice dropping into something rough and tender all at once.

“You believe me now?” he asked, hips shifting just enough to make you shudder.

You gasped, fingers tightening against his as heat coiled deep in your stomach.

“Katsuki—”

“Say it,” he rasped, his other hand slipping down your waist, pressing into the flesh there like he was grounding himself in you. “Say you believe me.”

You swallowed hard, body trembling beneath him, pleasure crackling through your veins like wildfire.

“I—” You gasped as he pushed deeper, hitting the spot that made you see stars. “I believe you.”

A low groan rumbled in his chest, his grip tightening. “Damn right, you do.”

His pace picked up just enough to steal your breath, his lips never leaving yours as he guided you to the edge with slow, deep strokes that left you unraveling beneath him.

“Let go, baby,” he murmured against your mouth. “I got you.”

And with one last roll of his hips, you shattered, pleasure crashing over you in waves. Katsuki followed right after, burying himself deep with a groan, his grip unrelenting as he spilled into you.

For a long moment, all you could hear was your own heartbeat, the slow, steady rise and fall of your breaths mingling with his.

Then, Katsuki shifted, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead before pulling you into his arms.

“You ain’t ever gotta doubt yourself again,” he murmured, voice thick with exhaustion and something softer.

You curled into him, chest aching in the best way, and whispered,

“I won’t.”

CURRENTLY FANGIRLING CUZ THIS IS SO COOL

okay so Bakugo Katsuki, his kanji name being 爆ばく豪ごう勝かつ己き okay and everything abt it, is so cool. okay so 爆ばく豪ごう勝かつ己き means "explosive victory and self-defense" which is already cool, but as you take away stuff, its STILL cool. 爆 means "victory", 豪ごう勝かつ己き though not how you would write it, means "victory and self-sufficient", う勝かつ己き meaning "win and be selfish" つ己き meaning "self-reliance". so basically, his entire name just means explosion, win, and selfish, which PERFECTLY sums up his character and i just think thats super cool

Ah yes. Cheese.

Ship art!

This was actually really exciting for me to draw. Oc x Cannon is kinda therapeutic for me. idk if that's weird /silly

This is Xaloc x Katsuki because he'd totally go dumb for a hothead. He's a very flustered gaybie.

Anyways! Thanks for looking, sketch and speed paint below!

Sending love! ✨

I just realized I forgot his scar.

rahhhhhh

subtle and silent krbk

might colour this at some point who knows

anyways-

sending love ✨

Obsessed with Phasmophobia and Streamer!Katsuki.

TW: SWEARING

He would totally try to "kill" the ghost in the middle of a haunt.

100% die the most because he doesn't give a shit about the ghost and would rather fight it.

I love him for it

I think Kirishima would actually be the smart one in this and Kami would just try to find the closest hiding spot immediately.

Idk who their 4th would be, I think Mina would be truck momma and Sero would probably just be as db and careless as Katsuki.

I love them all.

Sketches and references:

Sending love ✨

*intense hyperventilating*

I love him so much I cried making this.

He's so baby

It makes me so proud he actually works on his arm after the war, but I have a feeling he wouldn't be able to use a pencil properly for a while and might have to have someone else help him.

Izuku would totally help.

He makes me feral omg.

*cough* Anyways—

Criticism, comments, and reposts welcome!

Sending love ✨

This little doodle was based on this short story made by @amkyor !!!

Also a lined one:

I don't hate the second one, but I didn't feel like colouring it lol

I wanted to draw it because I too think Katsuki would totally walk on his hands just because he can. Especially as a calisthenics thing.

I kinda wish I made the background a different colour because of the dark of his neck but anyways.

Criticism and comments encouraged!

No reposts tho-

Sending love✨✨

someone told me it looks like he had top surgery and idk how to feel.

BAKUDEKU FIC RECS 😻

ps…they’re cuties

if a fanfic is colored purple, it means its one if my top favs 😼

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i have 6 more bakudeku fic recs for yall, and theyre GOOD.

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- Spider Lily by garden_hearts386

(woohoo, a favorite)

hockey player katsuki and art freak izuku. i LOVE the angst and the fluff is just so sweet, definitely another fav

- Scar Tissue by Loriqod

so far, CUTEEEE, i love fluff with intimite tension. short but sweet! the smit is brief and short but its still good if ur into it!!

- i want more, i need more by thunderpoint

usually im not into bottom Bakugou, but this is an exception, SECRET BOYFRIEND AU 😻 its short but SOOOO GOOD

- no, i'm not afraid of hard work by froggenbie

clingy izukuuu , I LOVE WHEN KATSUKI HAS A SOFT SPOT FOR IZUKU!!! yayaya angst. that was SO CUTEEEE 10/10, short but i LOVED it

- All's Fair in Love and Murder by Eggsalad88

a mystery AND fluff, loving it. a little bit of gore but its short. cute ending, again, short but i liked it.

- lover’s compass by sapphicflower

(this one was super fye)

oooo mission together, some sort of spy au. wait this is cute and funny, i love it. HELP THIS FIC IS FUNNY I LOVE IT. good smut too, 10/10

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that’s it for now but i’ll be back 😼

does anyone have some royal au bakudeku, im in the mood for it.

i eed to reant

bakudeku is fr like unhealthy for me almost. like, i LOVE romance, and they aren’t even canon, but EVERY interaction, EVERY look, EVERY fanfic, EVERYTHING about them drives me crazy. i get WAY too hype when watching mha and they just drive me more nuts, like PLEASE tell me im not the only one who feels this bro, like i LOVE THEM, mha is SO GOOD, like i CANT 😭

BAKUDEKU FIC RECS 😻

ps…they’re cuties

if a fanfic rec is colored purple, it means its one of my top favs 😼

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hey team, i got five more bakudeku fic recs for you guys and i LOVE THEMMMM. none of them have a low rating obviously because why would i recommend them if i didnt like it, but anyways…

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- keep the rain by gheemin

im sensing angst, and i LOVE ANGST. i was right😸 i keep telling myself that i need to go to sleep after this chapter but then i keep going on to the next. it was shorter than i thought, but cutie!

- Inhibitionless by Fearharte, Sonday

okay so Katsuki was hit with a quirk that basically gets rid of inhibitions, and so far its cute, fast, but cute. its cheesy but i love it its over, it got extremely cheesy, almost made me cringe but still cute 8.5/10

- You Had Me From the Start by bellbloom

bartender katsuki and artist izuku, love. starting off cuteeeee. okay this is going by fast. DANG IT NOW THERES ANGST AND ITS SAD. nevermind, all good. awhh i finished, it was cutie 😸

- In Perfect Rhythm by chalk

(uhoh! favorite!)

soooo theyre neighborssss, haven’t seen this au yet. AWHHH THIS IS CUTIE. YAYYAYA ROCKSTAR KATS. dude im OBSESSED with the writing in this one, this is definitely my fav so far. best smut ive ever read. easily the best fic ive read. infinite/10

- glowing skins and pleading fingers by mimisyum

okay so far small fluff and i LOVE the lead up. it’s one chapter and its super cute and short, entirely fluff!

- all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing by maxisnotokay

it was short but i absolutely loved it. like OMG it was SO CUTEEEE. 10/10!!!!

- Do Not Disturb by surveycorpsjean

again short, but was SO CUTEEEE, i loved it!!! it was total angst with fluff in the end and ugh i was just kicking my feet the entire time.

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that’s it but i’ll be back 😼

BAKUDEKU FIC RECS ☺️

ps…theyre cuties

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hey babes, i finished some fics, so im sending out my ratings. just so yall know, theyre all high ratings cuz im obviously not gonna recommend bad ones, but they have live updates on them lol, so everything you read is me actively writing it down as i read it, so u get to see my reactions 😻 ok anyways…

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- You Gave Me Purpose, Kacchan by wowschreave

no quirks au, theyre in college i think, and i like, very well written, the chemistry between bakugou and izuku is totally there, it doesn’t feel forced written. OMG THE FLIRTING 😼. ok i am riveting, its amazing. 10/10 5/5 IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. If you like fluff, I definitely recommend this one, it’s super sweet and lovable 😸. It does have smut from what i remember btw.

- promises kept by gabster

post war ptsd 😻 UGH I LOVE IT SO FAR. okay so the smut is so far 10/10. and the fluff is SO CUTIE. okay so as a sweet little christian girl, i think ill stop reading this one, a lot of smut but it’s good at least, the fluff is ADORABLE, and there’s angst too so 10/10. ps, its kind of a slow burn but theres still fluff before then soo…

- Count to Infinity by socksasgloves

its about the 8 years after izuku became a teacher so pro hero kat/teacher izuku, which i love already. slowburn is irritaing, they keep calling each other friends. okay…were getting somewhere. and the crowd starts…tearing up? YAYAYA LOVE! it was so cutie, no smut, pure sweetness! 10/10

- from the sidelines by suffocatingspring

this is a fandom favorite so it better be good 😡 so far its kinda cute with small slowburn. UGH, YAYAYAYAYYA. im gonna be honest, i stopped reading halfway through but i know the ending and stuff, it depends on the person but some people begin to ball from the ending, i didn’t but it IS sad.

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that’s it, i’ll be back though, i promise 😻🙏

"Hold On, I'm Here"

Genre: Angst / Comfort / Family

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Fem!Reader

Summary: The happiest moment of your lives turns into a nightmare when unexpected complications arise during childbirth. Bakugo is forced to face the terrifying possibility of losing the woman he loves.

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The sterile smell of the hospital was suffocating. Katsuki paced the hallway like a caged animal, fists clenched, the roar of his heart louder than any explosion he'd ever caused. His mind raced with worst-case scenarios.

You'd gone into labor earlier than expected. Everything had seemed fine—until it wasn’t.

“She’s not dilating properly. We may need to perform an emergency C-section,” the doctor had said, face tight with concern.

Bakugo had never felt this powerless. Not during the toughest missions, not even when he'd nearly died. Nothing compared to this: waiting, helpless, as the woman he loved fought for her life behind closed doors.

“Bakugo-san?”

His head snapped up. A nurse stood in front of him, eyes gentle but serious.

“She’s still in surgery. There were complications with the placenta… she's lost a lot of blood, but we’re doing everything we can.”

He didn’t respond at first. Just stared. Then, he nodded, jaw clenched so tight it ached.

"She’s strong," he muttered under his breath. "Damn strong."

Time lost meaning.

Finally, hours later, they let him in. You were pale, hooked up to machines, a faint beep echoing in the room. But your chest was rising. You were breathing. Alive.

And in a tiny bassinet nearby—a small, wriggling bundle with a shock of your hair and his eyes.

Katsuki stood frozen for a moment, looking at both of you.

“You scared the shit out of me,” he whispered as he sat beside your bed, gently taking your hand. “Don’t ever do that again.”

Your eyelids fluttered open, weak but there.

“Katsuki…”

“Yeah. I’m here. We’re okay. You're okay.”

He brought your hand to his lips, letting the tears fall freely now. You’d made it. Barely. But you’d made it.

And so had your family.

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The hospital room was quieter now, filled with only soft beeping and the occasional squeak from the baby in the bassinet. You were still sleeping, recovering from the blood loss and surgery. Bakugo hadn’t moved from your side.

Except when the baby cried.

It startled him at first—the small, angry wail from something so tiny. Katsuki looked down at the bundle with wide eyes.

“Tch… what the hell do you want now?” he muttered, reaching into the bassinet with the same care he’d handle a bomb.

He picked the baby up, awkwardly at first, cradling her against his chest. She was so warm. So fragile. It made his heart squeeze in ways he didn’t expect.

“Yeah, yeah, I got you,” he grumbled, though his voice was much softer than usual. “You better not get used to cryin’ just to get picked up.”

She kept crying.

“…Okay, maybe you’re hungry or somethin’. I dunno. No one gave me a damn manual on how to be a dad.” He glanced toward the sleeping figure of you, lips pressed tightly. “You’d know what to do. You always know.”

Eventually, with the help of a nurse, he fed her. Clumsily. Stubbornly. But he did it. And when she stopped crying and fell asleep in his arms, something clicked.

He sat back down in the chair beside your bed, holding the baby on his chest now, wrapped in soft blankets. His eyes drifted to you—still pale, but breathing easier. More color in your cheeks.

"You almost left me, dumbass," he whispered. "Don’t ever scare me like that again."

The baby shifted in his arms, letting out a little sigh. Bakugo looked down at her.

“…She’s got your nose. And my shitty attitude, probably.”

He gently touched your hand again, threading his fingers through yours.

“I’m gonna take care of her. And you. Even if I screw it up sometimes. Just… don’t leave me to do it alone.”

As if you heard him, your fingers twitched. Your eyelids fluttered open again, hazy but awake.

“Katsuki…?”

He exhaled sharply. Relief, love, guilt, everything hit at once.

“Yeah. I got her. I got both of you.”

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The apartment was warmer than you remembered. Maybe it was the spring sun filtering through the windows. Or maybe it was the tiny presence sleeping in the bassinet, just a few feet away.

You were finally home.

Moving hurt. Breathing still felt heavy sometimes. But Katsuki never left your side. Not once.

He held your hand as you walked slowly to the couch, gently helping you sit down, fluffing pillows behind your back like he’d done it a thousand times before—even if his ears turned red while doing it.

“You good?” he asked, kneeling in front of you. His eyes scanned your face like he was still checking for danger.

You nodded, smiling softly. “I’m okay.”

“You better be.” His voice was gruff, but his thumb brushed your knee gently. “Scared the hell outta me, y’know.”

“I know.”

He didn’t say it, but you could see it in his eyes—he had cried. Maybe more than once. You reached out and ran your fingers through his messy blond hair.

Then a little noise came from the bassinet. A squeak, then a full-blown wail.

“Shit,” he muttered, standing up fast. “I got her, I got her.”

You watched him scoop her up with more confidence than a few days ago. He didn’t look scared now. Just tired. But in love.

Katsuki rocked her gently, pacing around the living room with her tucked against his shoulder.

“I just changed you,” he muttered under his breath. “Can’t be that again. You hungry? You got my appetite, huh?”

You laughed softly. “She probably does.”

He glanced over, and something flickered in his expression—something raw, unspoken.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” he admitted. “With her. With you. But I’m trying. Every second.”

You blinked through sudden tears. “You’re doing amazing.”

Katsuki sat beside you with the baby, his arm sliding around your back so you could lean against him. She was quiet now, snuggled against his chest, tiny fingers curled into his shirt.

“She’s got your fire,” you whispered.

“Damn right she does,” he said. “You made her strong. Just like you.”

And in that moment, sitting on the couch in your little apartment, wrapped in each other’s warmth and the soft sounds of your new daughter breathing between you—everything felt right.

Not perfect. But real.

And real was enough.

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@candiiee @cvnt4him

Foaming at the mouth, barking, gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

Just a quick doodle of them both.

Okay so, I forgot to flip the canvas and didn't noticed until I posted it on twt that it's flipped the other way... so yeah XD

Ps. Still have 1 slot left for Feb. comms!

⋆˙⟡ Wishing. Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader ⟡⋆˙

⋆.˚✮ Valentine’s Day story 5/14 ✮˚.⋆

Warnings; swearing (it’s Bakugou, obv), 3A Bakugou, post war, angst, pessimism, friends with benefits relationship, sexual mentions/actions.

Masterlist

Minors DNI

Enjoy pookies ✧˖°.

❤️‍🔥🥀

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Nsfw under the cut!

The sound of the bed under you filled your senses, the lewd slapping sound of skin on skin making your stomach churn. You arched your back as your classmate, Katsuki Bakugou, relentlessly slammed into your body, over and over and over.

His grunts mixed with your whiny moans, your nails digging into his shoulders and your legs pressed wide open for the blonde. “Fuck- Bakugou- oh god I’m so close-“ you threw your head back as a moan of pure ecstasy shot through the air of his old childhood bedroom.

“Me too, just hold on” he growled through gritted teeth, a low groan slipping passed his lips as his body lurched against yours.

Lust was a dangerous emotion, if you could even call it that.

However, the consequences of it seemed less scary than love, or at least that’s what you always told yourself.

Ever since middle school- hell, ever since you were little, you’d been told not to wear revealing clothes, not to spread your legs when sitting, not to let a boy too close, because all he wanted to do was get into your pants.

That was then though, back before you’d let yourself go. Back before you encountered an entire fucking war.

Stress, anger, frustration, anxiety, fear, depression. All of these emotions ran high through the one and only class A, a lot of the members suffering PTSD or varying other disorders thanks to the gruesome experiences that they endured thanks to the Paranormal Liberation Front.

That was no different for yourself.

You’d always been a bit of a train wreck anyway, so the emotions weren’t exactly new to you, but sometimes you just felt everything at once, and felt nothing at all.

“Bakugou! Bakugou!” You cried out, your legs trembling violently as you came for the third time, Bakugous teeth sinking into your neck and leaving dark purple-ish red marks that would no doubt be there the next day.

“Shut up” he growled against your skin, dragging his tongue over the bite mark he left you “you love this, and you know it, whore” and he wasn’t wrong.

Some sick part of you loved the pain from the biting, from his harsh words. It was Bakugou, you were used to it, it was grounding. The pain made you realize you were alive, mixing with that pleasure and creating a very addictive mixture.

Those negative emotions that usually got so pent up, that, not even sparring with someone built for endurance and to take a beating like Kirishima, could quell them away. That was scary for several reasons.

Having heavy emotions weighing on your heart like that was dangerous, after all, weren’t villains forged from broken people? Didn’t pain break people?

So having the physical pain to snap you out of the cloud of emotions and trauma was..reliving, and you knew Bakugou felt the same. He always encouraged biting, or scratching during sex. Was it masochistic? Probably. Did either of you care? Not really.

You two never took it too far though, and you both had a clear understanding of your limits when you set up your arrangement in the first place.

“Fuck-“ Bakugou panted heavily, looking down at the mess of you he’d made in his sheets. You both were sweaty, dark marks lining your neck and his shoulders. Your eyes were half lidded and watery, your jaw slack as you tried to catch your breath “that..was amazing..” you muttered breathlessly. Bakugou huffed and rolled his eyes “I know, moron.”

Ah right. Your arrangement.

You and Bakugou had established a mutual, physical relationship, one to ‘relieve stress.’ It was Bakugou who actually suggested it originally. He’d been extra angry, and not even Kirishima could get him to open up. Not that there was anything to talk about anyway. He was dealing with the aftermath of the war like everyone else, his method just affected other people in its execution.

You agreed, but for all the wrong reasons.

You needed the stress relief, sure, but there were deeper reasons, reasons that killed you.

The blonde had a softened a part of your cold heart you never figured could be softened, especially not by someone as prickly as him. But it was those rare moments of quiet with him, how considerate he was, how strong and devoted he was, how he’d grown and changed over the years.

You were in love with someone, who saw you as nothing more than a physical relief for himself.

Of course you knew there was more to it than that, but you dumbed it down to that extent to try and use it as snuff for the ember of love in your heart.

Love.

What a scary thought.

You sighed as the hot water of Bakugou’s fancy shower slowly slid down your body, his presence behind you, silently rubbing your skin clean with a washcloth. His hands were gently and firm. Callouses and a few scars littered his hands and arms, not looking horribly different from your tattered body.

You angled your head back as Bakugou carefully kneaded your shoulders, rubbing out the knots he’d put in place with his rough treatment of you, making sure not you touch any of the bite marks or hickeys he’d left on your skin.

It always felt amazing to have Bakugous hands on your skin, and his motions of gently kneading your tender breasts was incredibly soothing. You leaned back against him and let out a soft sigh, your eyes closing as he gently palmed your chest, being careful and tender with your body.

Despite what you thought about Bakugou, the truth was actually pretty different. Sure, Bakugou was hotheaded and incredibly brash, often raising his voice to anyone who pissed him off, no matter the status or position, you knew that. But you also knew a different side of him, the other part that was more soft, that he rarely ever showed, but sometimes you caught glimpses of.

The side that made you breakfast when you two had a long night, the side that cleaned your sore body in the shower, no words being shared between you. There didn’t need to be.

You got to see the side of him no one else did, but you were caught up in your delusional state of denial, partially because Bakugou had said he wanted no feelings attached to this arrangement, so why would he go back on that?

Your body slowly melted into the sheets as he placed you down on his bed, the pillows and blankets feeling amazing against your body. You didn’t even open your eyes as you felt Bakugou get into bed with you, pressing his chest against your back and closing any distance between you with his warm form.

A sigh escaped you and you closed your eyes, allowing him to spoon you from behind.

While you were wishing he loved you, he was wishing you saw how he expressed his love for you.

Two souls scared to be hurt.

It was unoriginal and the both of you knew it.

You were both too scared to be hurt again, and yet even as you laid in each others’ arms, you were both still in pain.

Ironic.

Blame it on the lust, blame it on the trauma, whatever floats your boat. But one thing is for sure.

The two of you were in way over your heads when it came to this love thing, and in even deeper with your ‘friend with benefits’ that neither of you were satisfied with.

Just..

Complacent.

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Hello !! Sorry about the angsty piece, I was feeling the groove of the hopeless romantics and pessimism. I’m sorry if it feels a little off, I don’t think I’ve written for Bakugou ever, but I think I’ll read some fics and make a part two to this. Goodnight loves, drink some water and get some sleep.

~ Lex

BkDk (Pro Hero!Katsuki x Teacher!Izuku) Angst Oneshot

“I have a feeling you got everything you wanted.”

Izuku felt the back of his throat dry up as his phone blinked on. A news notification of Kacchan - of Ground Explosion Murder God Dynamight. His heart pounded in his chest, eyes blurring over the words as they skidded over the brightness of the screen.

‘Pro Hero Dynamight just hit #15 in the polls!’

He had his notifications turned on every possible platform with anything to do with Kacchan. He was happy for Kacchan. So why did every buzz and ping and vibrate, one after another, feel like a stab in the chest? He stood still, jaw sour with pain. Katsuki had been #16 for almost a year. He was happy for Kacchan.

Izuku’s face scrunched sourly as he contorted it into a smile which seemed to be more like a wavering grimace. He was happy Kacchan got to live his dream life.

“You’re not wasting time, stuck here like me.”

He was glad Kacchan wasn’t a ship being tugged down by the anchor Izuku was.

Izuku had long submerged - drowning and stuck in the sea bed; unable to rise again. He would never be able to pull his weight, swim back up, with no power in his body.

With no quirk.

He’d never be able to be a hero like Kacchan without a quirk. He’d never be able to fight for people by his friends’ sides - together and unified. He barely saw any of them anymore. It was like their disappearance left a hole in his heart. But barely seeing Katsuki was like half of him had been torn away from him.

Katsuki was everything, a hero with undisputable fame and power. Izuku was nothing. a quirkless stranger with nobody to help and no power to help with.

“You’re just thinking it’s a small thing that happened.”

When we was trapped in that hospital bed, wrapped and tangled in wires, he wasn’t ready. He wasn’t ready to hear it. He would never be ready to hear it and even now the words bang about in the back of his head as a constant reminder that he’ll always be nothing.

Being told he was quirkless again was like his fingers always skimming an open palm but never being able to reach for or hold its warmth - held back by tangled and twisted cables of veins that were barely pumping him alive.

Something like that, that meant so much to Izuku - that decided his whole life; his whole fate and existence, would mean nothing to someone as amazing and precious as Katsuki. It was… insignificant to an incredible hero like him.

“The world ended when it happened to me.”

It felt hopeless - worthless. Living felt like air was only swirling into his lungs so he could slam a shovel into dirt and push.

Everything Izuku has worked so hard for. Getting the quirk, clearing a beach, training his body, strengthening himself, late nights training and early morning spars, watching his diet, pushing himself as hard as he possibly could, breaking his bones along with himself and striving to be a hero.

Everything he’s done. What was the point?

Everything that Izuku has ever wanted to be, all he ever wanted to accomplish was always a dream he could reach out to, but never hold as if it was his - always grazing his fingertips.

“I have a feeling you got everything you wanted.”

Whenever he’s sat at his stupid desk, finishing stupid reports about stupid villains that nobody would gives 2 fucks about, he sees it. He sees the framed photo of Izuku beside his laptop - smiling so bright and joyful that he can’t help but let a small smile play on his lips as he finishes up.

It’s a tough pill to swallow when he sees Izuku happily smiling and Ochako’s story every several months. Or whenever he decides to, for some unknown and peculiar reason, take a longer route to his destination and catches a glimpse through Izuku’s classroom window.

He always looks happy. He always looks fulfilled - like he’s found his purpose in life. Even without living the dream of being by Katsuki’s side as an equal.

Katsuki’s gut always convulsed between the grasp of knowing Izuku was perfectly content without him and never needed him anyway - thrown away like a dirty napkin. His jaw might have trembled slightly as he smiled at the framed image but he continued with his life either way.

“You’re not wasting time, stuck here like me.”

He had to after all. He wouldn’t want to fall even further behind.

Izuku has already accomplished so much. He’s saved so many people and helped so many children learn of the hero world.

Izuku is so determined and dedicated…. and Katsuki is just slowly going mad; being strangled by paperwork, crammed between the four white walls of his agency’s top floor and the view peeking from the top of his laptop. The view of a clean desk with a nameplate and a few all might figures neatly placed on it.

Katsuki can’t help but sigh every time he looks at his ranking. He’s been purposely trying to hold himself back, but with the extravagant amount of hours he’s working to be able to afford Izuku’s suit, he’s climbing the ranks anyway. He absolutely refuses to hit the top ten or anywhere close to Number 1 if Izuku isn’t on the same level as him.

“You’re just thinking it’s a small thing that happened.”

Katsuki knows for certain Izuku doesn’t know about the shithole he lives in - a kitchen and a bed with a shitty excuse of a tiny shower and toilet. He even has to wash his hands in the goddamn kitchen… or is the bedroom? Whatever.

Katsuki knows Izuku doesn’t know that he sleeps 5 hours a day and spends the rest of it working. Katsuki knows Izuku doesn’t know he doesn’t get time to cook and barely spends ¥2000 a day on unhealthy, convenience store food that’s bad for his body.

Katsuki knows Izuku doesn’t know about all the times he passes out from being overworked and the couple of times he threw childish fits for being hospitalized when he could be working.

He knows he doesn’t know.

“The world ended when it happened to me.”

He knows that he doesn’t think about the day he died. Not as much as Katsuki at least. For Katsuki, that day was like the world shifting into place - an eclipse with the cogs turning and the sound of a lock clicking open in his head. Everything made so much sense.

To add to the pile of things he’s never told Izuku - when he woke up after dying, when he woke up knowing the last thoughts he’d ever think, in the last moments he’d ever breathe, were spent thinking of Izuku, his life’s purpose made sense.

He’d always thought it was being a hero. He’d always thought it was winning. He’d always thought it was being Number 1.

And then he realized what he was without Izuku; how empty and lonely it would feel to be a second without him - to forever have to part with him and never see him again. He realized his life’s purpose was being at Izuku’s side, or even better yet - chasing after his heels until the day they die.

The day they die together.

💥 Katsuki Bakugo 💥

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[ from My Hero Academia ]

Reupload cause I fixed some thingsss. Plus a comparison of how I drew him the first time 4 years ago. The difference is crazy, like his character and my skills

𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭: @princesayumi4k ఌ Note for Mimi: Thank you for taking the idea that Dabi would burn his handprint(s) into you. I love when people do this, and no worries, you don't have to give credits! ♡︎

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𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈: ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  ⠀⠀ I think his preference(s) would depend on his mood, but as I said in my headcanons for Shigaraki post, he'd love his lovers tits or waist, since waist is not an option, I'd say tits, he'd love to fondle them, hold them, kiss them, lick them, maybe suck on them or make you give him a titjob. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄...I feel like he and you'd be laying in bed together, skin to skin, he'd act all innocent, but of course, it's Tomura. He'd sit there and then start gently rubbing around your nipple, almost in a comforting way, and he'd get on top of you, you thought he'd ask for a titjob, but he just peppered kisses on your chest and he'd even flick his tongue out when he got closer to your nipple. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 

𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈:⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ He'd love your ass, without even thinking— the answer is ass. He'd smack it, eat it, fuck it, and his favorite...he'd burn his handprints into it, and above, on your lower back.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  (𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋...) He loves when you're on your period (sometimes), because he can fuck you in two other holes— he likes fucking your ass more though, it's really tight— so he says.

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀:⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  ⠀⠀ I know some people may disagree, but this man loves thighs, he'd have a long day at work and want to be choked by them, lay in them like a pillow, maybe even give them hickies— if he's not that exhausted. Either way, it will end up in him plowing you, so it wouldn't matter.

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎: ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ You mean to tell me some of you look at this man and say he's not an ass guy? He is the ass guy. He'd be leaning towards Dabi a bit, loving to fuck your ass and eat it, but he'd probably enjoy smacking it more than those two— or anything else.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄: You and Bakugo would be in training, and of course, just one word I'll say; flexibility. He'd see you turn around for a millisecond and stop talking to whoever (if he was even talking to someone) and just stare at your ass, after training he'd pin you down, your backside facing him, he'd smack your ass so hard that it burned like hell, growling about how hot you looked all training. But you knew damn well you looked like a sweaty mess.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒: If you were to ask him this question (or anyone else), he probably would take hours to choose. But his final decision would probably be your tits, loving to see them jiggle when you were battling, when you were bouncing on his cock, and he loved squishing his face in them when you two were alone, he'd act like a baby who craved its mothers milk.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍: He's likely the kinkiest character in MHA, so just a warning, this will be a...strange one.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ He'd say ass, he'd love it like Dabi, but his favorite thing would be basically shoving his tongue in your ass— there, I said it. He'd love eating your ass, no matter how disgusting that sounds, he'd genuinely eat it. And then he'd shove his girthy dick inside after, using his spit as lube for his dick.

𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈: Tits, 100% tits, titties, boobs, boobies, manhandles, breasts— whatever you call them— he loves them. If you can think of anything that has to do with tits and sex, you and him have done it. With his quirk, it gets interesting, he'd shock your nipples and sometimes it gets dangerous, but it's kind of exciting, in a way.

Please read it’s important!

I would love for you guys to make requests here are some of my do’s and don’ts of what I will write!

What I will write

I can write for all the characters that you find on my master list!

I can do smut, angst and fluff.

I am happy to write for anixtey/depression/comfort as I struggle with these but I am NOT romanticising it.

I am also open to writing ed comfort as well.

Pregnant series/fics and well as period comfort! I personally love these stories and fics so I’m happy to write them!

I will write stories with not happy ending if you guys want I js hate to write them bc it hurts my heart sm

I am also happy to do multiple parts as well. Or any series you guys would like to read.

I was gonna do a piercer shinsou, with diff scenarios and a drummer Bakugo one as well.

I’m pretty much open to any ideas apart from the ones I’m about to list!

I think I’m open to wlw fics with a female character and a female reader!

What I will not write.

Rape, incest, golden showers/ piss or shit kinks, abuse full on (maybe an awareness or comfort like where Reader was in a past abusive relationship but I will not do full on scenarios of abuse)

Anal, or mlm fics, I’m not rlly comfortable with wirttting for a Male reader as I’m female!

Threesomes or gang bangs.

I won’t make any characters abusive or anything, but I may talk about if reader was in a past abusive relationship or bad realtor ship with parents but only mentions!

I think that’s it for now I may add more later!

I’m pretty open to any requests be don’t be shy to request an idea i don’t judge and I’m more than happy to write whatever you like!