🧨 ★ Katsuki...

how studio bones draws katsuki:

how 𝒽ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓀ℴ𝓈𝒽𝒾 (<3) draws katsuki:

"Thin Walls – No Restraint”

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit / NSFW (18+)

Setting: UA Dorms – Bakugo’s Room

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, rough sex, possessive!Bakugo, semi-public risk (thin walls), marking, dirty talk, light biting, aftercare implied

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Bakugo didn’t waste time once the door clicked shut behind you. His mouth was on yours in seconds, hot and urgent, lips crashing with the kind of hunger he never let anyone else see. Only you.

You barely got a breath in before he pinned you against the door, big hands sliding up under your shirt like he owned you.

Maybe he did.

“You been lookin’ at me like that all night,” he murmured against your mouth, hands gripping your thighs, lifting you until your legs wrapped around his waist. “You knew exactly what you were doin’.”

You laughed breathlessly, cupping the back of his neck. “Maybe I did.”

“Brat,” he growled, slamming his mouth to yours again.

He carried you across the room like you weighed nothing, tossing you onto the bed with a bounce. His shirt was gone in seconds, and you sat up on your knees, yanking yours over your head. His eyes devoured you—like he was starving—and the second you were bare before him, he was on you again, hands roaming, mouth trailing hot, open kisses down your neck, your chest, your stomach.

“You’re so fuckin’ pretty like this,” he muttered, fingers hooking under your waistband. “Spread out for me. Just for me.”

You arched your back as he yanked your underwear down, baring everything to the air and his hungry eyes.

“Fuck,” he hissed, gaze dark and wild. “You’re already wet.”

“Can you blame me?” you whispered, pulling him back down by the waistband of his pants. “You’re so damn hot when you’re possessive.”

That broke something in him.

He shoved his sweats down just enough to free himself, thick and hard and already leaking for you. You reached down to stroke him, but he grabbed your wrist.

“No time,” he gritted out. “Need to be inside you. Now.”

You moaned as he lined himself up, dragging the swollen head through your slick folds, teasing your clit before slowly pushing in. Stretching you. Filling you.

“Oh my god, Katsuki—” your voice cracked as he bottomed out, his hips flush against yours.

“You feel that?” he growled, already thrusting, slow and deep. “Feel how perfect you are for me?”

You couldn’t answer. Not with how he was moving—controlled, deliberate, hips snapping into yours with every stroke that sent pleasure spiking through your veins.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, echoing loud through the thin walls. You heard a voice faintly—maybe Kaminari—yelling something.

Bakugo didn’t stop.

“Let ‘em fucking hear you,” he rasped, reaching down to grab your thigh, throwing it over his shoulder for a deeper angle. “Let ‘em know who makes you scream.”

You did.

You cried out his name, nails digging into his arms, legs trembling as he pounded into you with a pace that made your body shake. The headboard slammed into the wall once. Twice. Rhythmically.

“Katsuki—please—I’m gonna—!”

“Do it,” he snapped. “Cum for me. Now.”

He dropped his hand to your clit, rubbing tight, fast circles, and it tipped you over the edge hard. Your whole body arched, muscles clenching tight around him, toes curling as you cried out his name loud enough that the people next door probably dropped their drinks.

“Fuck, fuck, that’s it,” he snarled, hips stuttering. “You’re so fuckin’ tight when you cum—shit—”

He drove into you one last time and let go, spilling deep inside you with a rough groan, biting into your shoulder as his body trembled over yours.

The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing, the smell of sweat and sex, and somewhere in the distance—a loud bang on the wall.

“Shut up!” Kaminari’s voice rang through the dorms.

Bakugo laughed—actually laughed—low and smug, rolling off you and dragging you onto his chest.

“Worth it,” he muttered.

You grinned, tracing lazy circles on his skin. “Definitely worth it.”

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katsuki bakugou // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works

if tides could speak (they'd call you home)

sleeping aid

cover shot (through the heart)

command me

pumpkin spice and everything nice

she's my wife

on my way (to you)

savvy

you wear them well

countdown

mamamatcher

you're the one that i haunt

backup

signal

you are the reason my heart is still beating

and you take me the way i am

organic chemistry

flower crown

safe haven

reinvention

a thousand petals for one unrequited love

💫 stars were made for falling

“off limits, man. i mean it.”

that’s what eijiro had told him, more than once, and katsuki had scoffed every damn time. like hell he’d be interested in his best friend’s little sister.

except he was. and he hated it.

he wasn't supposed to feel like this.

like when you threw your arms around his neck in greeting, squeezing tight before bouncing away like it was nothing. katsuki barely reacted, just grunted under his breath, but his hands clenched at his sides for a full minute after.

or the way his eyes always found you in a crowd. didn’t matter where you were—across the room, halfway down the block—his gaze snapped to you first like it was wired into his damn brain.

and god, the clothes. you stole his hoodies as a habit growing up, draping yourself in them like they belonged to you. eijiro thought it was funny, called you a little thief. but katsuki just gritted his teeth, tried not to think about how fucking good you looked in his clothes, how warm it made his chest feel when you tugged the sleeves over your hands and smiled up at him.

he hated when you dated. he had no right to, but it didn’t stop his stomach from twisting whenever eijiro brought it up.

“y/n’s got a date tonight,” eijiro would say casually and katsuki would grunt, barely looking up from his phone.

“tch. poor bastard.”

he told himself he didn’t care. but then you’d come home late, and he’d be there secretly waiting.

“the bastard finally leave?”

you’d laugh, shaking your head. “nice to see you too, katsuki.”

he hated how easy you made it look, waltzing in like you hadn’t been on some dumb date with some dumb guy who wasn’t him.

off limits.

but then you’d trip over your own feet and katsuki would be there, catching you before you could hit the ground. his hands tight on your waist, your eyes wide, both of you too close, too warm.

his breath would hitch, his grip would linger, and eijiro’s voice would ring in his head—“don’t even think about it, man.”

but fuck, it was already too late.

part two

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idol ✧.*

idol reader x bakugo ੈ✩‧₊˚

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summary: pure fluff. you are an idol preforming at a hero ceromony where bakugo falls for you.

listening to strategy by twice and new dance by xg.

every year the hero’s hold there ceremony for the standings of the top ten. everyone who is anyone is there.

of course there has always been preformances, pop music, rnb, rap, even opera makes there own special appearances between rankings.

this year your group was invited to preform. since trainee days you hadn’t really known how much your group would succeed. you are happy to say you guys are doing great. internationally.

preforming at coachella and other events. this was just another gig. your preformace was going to be about ten minutes. your makeup was done and you looked amazing.

getting walked around back stage bumping into hero’s that were about to get the standings for the year. your goals were similar, it was all about rankings for both groups.

as you walked in the dim lights you passed by the group walking off the stage. you were able to recognize everyone. they were humanities hero’s of course. it made you remember why you were here, to celebrate the people that keep you safe.

before you knew it your group was called up to the ready set behind the stage. the lights were bright but it was normal. nothing you couldn’t handle. your groups leader shouted out introducing your team. goosebumps scattered your skin.

the beat to your most popular song dropped, seeing your chance before the lyrics you yelled out,

“thank you heros!!!”

dancing into motion, your trained body moved in the rhythm you practice day and night. rocking your hips it was soon to be your turn to sing the chorus.

coming to the front of the stage you sung with a smile on your face.

little did you know this was the moment that a popular someone fell for you. he had passed you back stage and walked through with a stare. to go seemingly unnoticed by you. king dynamight watched you sing and his heart beat sped up. racing out of his chest his stone cold emotions couldn’t show what he was feeling.

this was his first time seeing you, or your group. he had never heard or listened to you before. so in his own world you were now pulling him out of the seriousness, and you didn’t even know it.

he focused in on you for the ten minutes you were on the stage, his eyes never leaving you. he watched as you gave thanks to the hero’s, to him.

your heart raced, you knew your time on this stage was almost up. but you were also approaching your dance solo. it was your time to shine. stepping up to center for the last time tonight you forced everyone to look at you. there was no way anyone was going to look away from you. not with the way your hips swayed or the way you moved your arms with the beat.

your group members came in with you at the end of the break and sang the remainder of the last song. your leader saying goodbye to the crowd and you ending with “hope you enjoyed!”

cantering off the stage you laughed with your group members. all having the time of your life, before you all got serious. the tension back stage was the same as when you left. it was thick, all the heros and others standing with anxiety about where they stand with rankings.

as a body guard led you to your designated seats, you waved and bowed at several heroes and people that applauded your performance.

finally sitting down you got a moment of relief between all the commotion. well it wasn’t too long before a small group of men made there way over to your memebers.

you knew them, one was red riot, the other one was similar to pikachew and the last one was named like great explosion god murder or something like that. you bowed silently and watched as the others talked to your other members. your heart sped up as you noticed the explosion one saunter over to infront of you.

“hey.” you looked up to his voice. he was talking to you. this guy is ranked well too.

you put on your idol face, preppy and overly nice. “hello! hope you enjoyed our preformace!” you spoke with confidence.

“you don’t have to be fake with me, you must be exhausted after ten minutes of dancing. those idiots have you guys up there for way to long without a break.” he was nicer then you thought, or nicer than you had seen him in the media. maybe it was all fake.

“oh no, it really isn’t that bad. ten minutes is nothing when you love what you do.” you laughed out. you focused in on him as he spoke to you. he was built. somewhat rugged but seemed intelligent, calculated almost.

“well you looked damn good up there. i need to go but.. you’ll see me around i’m sure.” his voice was rough with his words, sounding like a threat but you knew it was a promise.

he walked away with his coworkers before you could say anything else. in shock you sat and stared at the ground.

snapping back into reality when your group member said beside you, “woah! he was cute! i think he likes you y/n…” her giggles were music to your stressed ears. taking a moment you giggled with her and said

“i hope so!”

it wasn’t until you were in bed later that night that you got a new follower.

dynamight follows you! just now.

it wasn’t a minute before you followed back. it’s safe to say the feelings were mutual.

bakugo had immediately went home after that and watched your old videos and some fancams btw.

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more idol flicks coming tbh. checking out your requests also!!!

part two link here!!!

hi ash can i pls make another request? if you dont mind uh katsuki bakugo x reader where they are dating and they had a argument in the morning and he just switched off his phone for his work reader is on her way from home and feels like someone is following her-texts him but it doesnt go to him and he likes attacks reader? maybe a sad ending? you dont have to do this if you are busy :) and this is the same anon who requested the weak pregnant reader one thank you so much for doing it loved it :)

Thank you so much omg♡

And no problem with making many requests I love doing them♡ anyways I hope you enjoy♡

"Shattered silence"

Katsuki Bakugo x Reader:

The morning had been rough, filled with sharp words and silence. You and Bakugo had been arguing before he left for work. He didn’t say much, only muttered that he was turning off his phone to focus, as he often did when he was deep in his work. You, frustrated and upset, had let him go without a word, but the silence between you both was deafening. You didn’t understand why he always chose his work over talking things out.

Now, walking down the street, you couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was following you. Your heart raced as you kept your pace steady, glancing over your shoulder every now and then, but you never saw anyone directly. The feeling lingered, though — like a shadow always just behind you, out of sight but never truly gone.

You reached for your phone, hands trembling slightly, and quickly typed out a message to Bakugo. You just wanted to hear his voice, to feel like he cared and was still there, even if it was only through a text.

“Hey, I feel like someone’s following me. I’m really scared, Bakugo… please, talk to me.”

Your thumb hovered over the screen as you hit send, but the message never went through. The phone showed that it had failed to send, the signal having been lost in the middle of nowhere. You tried again, but nothing happened.

Where are you? you thought. He always kept his phone off when he was working, but this felt different. You tried calling, but it went straight to voicemail. Your anxiety started to build up, your breaths shallow as you felt eyes on you, as though someone was inching closer.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the alleyway behind you, growing louder. Your eyes darted around for anyone that could help, but there was no one in sight. The street was eerily quiet. Your heart hammered in your chest as the footsteps quickened. You started to run.

Suddenly, a rough hand grabbed your arm, pulling you back with force. You yelped in surprise, your body instantly jerking away, but the grip was too strong.

“Where do you think you’re going, bitch?” a voice sneered. Your stomach dropped as you looked up, only to see a pair of cruel, cold eyes staring down at you.

The world seemed to blur around you as panic set in. You struggled to break free, but the man’s grip was unrelenting, dragging you further into the shadows. Your breath caught in your throat as you realized that there was no escape.

Before you could react, the man’s grip tightened, and you could feel yourself being lifted off the ground. A scream bubbled up in your chest, but it was cut off as a sudden explosion rang out nearby. The force of the blast sent the man flying back, his hold loosening as he was thrown against the wall. The ground shook, and the distant sound of someone shouting your name reached your ears.

“Y/N!” Bakugo’s voice, raw with anger and concern, tore through the air, snapping you out of the daze.

You looked up, your breath shaky, only to see Bakugo standing there, his fists clenched, his body tense with fury. His usual scowl was replaced with a deep, unsettling worry, his eyes scanning over your trembling figure.

“Y/N… what the hell were you thinking?” His voice was harsh, but his concern was clear as he pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly, as if to reassure himself that you were real.

“I— I was scared,” you whispered, your voice barely audible. “I… I thought someone was following me. I couldn’t reach you. Your phone was off.”

Bakugo's face softened, though a flicker of guilt crossed his features. He had been so absorbed in his work that he had failed to check on you, to make sure you were okay. He never imagined that something like this could happen.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered, tightening his hold on you. “I should’ve been there. I shouldn’t have… left you like that.”

But as you stood there, his warmth surrounding you, a deep sadness lingered within you. The argument this morning, the silence, the distance — it all hit you harder than it should have. The terror of almost losing him, of being so alone in that moment, gnawed at you.

“I don’t want to feel alone anymore, Bakugo,” you whispered, fighting the tears that threatened to fall. “I don’t want this distance between us. I can’t handle it.”

Bakugo’s heart twisted in his chest. He had always been so focused on his goals, on being the best, but he hadn’t realized how his distance from you — emotionally and physically — had affected you. The harshness of the morning argument and his neglect for your feelings had almost cost him everything.

“I promise, I won’t ever let you feel alone again,” he whispered, pulling you closer. But the damage was already done. The crack in your heart that had been growing for a while couldn’t be repaired with a few words.

As the minutes passed, a heavy silence settled over the two of you. You stayed in his arms, but the weight of everything hung between you, unspoken and unaddressed. Despite the closeness, the rift between you both was still there, and for now, neither of you knew how to fix it.

↳ ❝ TWITTER PORN LINKS | KATSUKI BAKUGO ! ❞

"you like humping my thigh that much? cute. you gonna cum just from this, yeah? grip my shoulders, there you go. use me however you need, pretty girl."

"shit, you’re so fucking hot while touchin' my dick. god—you feel how wet you get when you see me like this? wanna cum together like this, baby?"

"i can’t stop lookin’ at your tits, sweets. just lookin’ at them makes me wanna fuck you senseless. bet you love it when i nibble on them, huh?"

"goddamn—so fuckin’ sweet. my favorite fuckin' meal. could eat you out like this all fuckin’ day. love you, baby. love makin’ you feel like this."

"you think you can get off without me, huh? fuckin' brat, you didn’t even wait for me. you like it when i spank you, don’t you? fuckin' turns you on, huh? that’s what you get for jerking off without me."

"shit—so tight. so goddamn tight. you gonna squeeze me dry? so fuckin' greedy. you're doin’ so good, baby. so good for me. fuck, can’t believe you’re mine."

"fuckin’ hell, you just squirted all over my hand. tch, and now you’re shy? fuck that. ’m gonna make you do it again. gonna fuck you so good after."

“’m too fucking hard for this shit, just let me fuck you. please, baby? i need you so bad, it hurts. fuck this—just leave it on. i don't care if we make a mess."

"you just gonna let me eat you out like this, huh? makin' such a mess on my face, pretty. can’t handle it? your boyfriend's addicted, so shut up and take it."

"where’d all that attitude go, huh? you were actin’ all tough earlier. fuck, pretty—look at yourself. look how pretty you look, ridin' my dick. fuckin' made for me, aren't ya?"

"you like it when i'm rough, don't ya? little brat. bet you been thinkin’ about this all fuckin' day. shit—gonna fill you up. you want that? want me to fill you up, sweet girl?"

‎‧₊˚✧[ it's me, kia ! ]✧˚₊‧ ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ ‎‧₊˚✧[ more of katsuki ! ]✧˚₊‧

⋆˚࿔ kia's note ˚⋆ hiii im sorry for delaying this lmao, busy with school and shit 🤕 consider this as a late valentines day gift, and also another 2k special!! ohmygod!! i cant believe so many of you like what i write omgomg, lmk if any of the links arent working nymore!! and i hope you guys enjoy more of what i post💜

DIVAASSSS

tried drawing these amazing strongk ladies for the first time :^)

thinking abt katsuki who gets mad when u put a pillow on ur lap when he lays down on it 💔💔 AND THIS IS FOR THE CHUBBY GIRLS W THICK THIGHS!!! urgh katsuki would so love a pluz size girl he would be all over her

katsuki was pouting. actually, no—he was sulking. that'd probably because he was in hell. not the kind with fire and demons, no, this was worse.

you had barely sat down on the couch before he sprawled out dramatically, resting his head in your lap like he always did.

it was his favorite place to be, right on top of you, wrapped up in your warmth, your scent, your presence.

but today, you did the unthinkable.

because right in front of him, you had the audacity, the sheer disrespect, to place a pillow on your lap. his lap. the lap that he was supposed to lay on, unfiltered, unobstructed, completely consuming you like he deserved.

“what the fuck is this?” he grumbled, glaring at the offensive object like it personally insulted his entire bloodline.

“it’s a pillow, katsuki,” you replied, suppressing a smile.

“yeah? no shit, why is it here?” his voice was all sorts of offended, like you had personally wronged him in the worst way possible. “i don’t wanna lay on some dumb pillow—i wanna lay on you.”

you rolled your eyes. “maybe i don’t want your heavy-ass head on my legs all the time.”

“oh, please,” he scoffed, shifting so he could grab at your thighs. his fingers squeezed your flesh, his grip firm but greedy. “these are mine. they’re meant for me. not a goddamn pillow.”

you bit your lip, trying not to laugh while his red eyes flicked between you and the pillow like he was debating setting it on fire. “katsuki—”

“no.” he glared at the pillow like it was his sworn enemy. “you’re warm. you’re soft. you’re perfect. and you’re putting this thing between us?”

he sounded actually hurt, as if the pillow was personally getting in the way of his love for you. “why would you do that to me?”

you blinked at him. “are you really getting this worked up over a pillow?”

“yes.” he said it without shame, without hesitation. “now move it.”

you raised an eyebrow, pretending to consider it. “and what do i get if i do?”

he smirked, shifting so his hand trailed up your thigh, squeezing with purpose. “oh, baby, you know what you’ll get.”

you sighed dramatically, pretending to be reluctant as you removed the pillow.

the instant it was gone, katsuki squished his face into your thighs with a satisfied groan, wrapping his arms around your waist like he was afraid you’d take it away again.

“never pull that shit again,” he mumbled, nuzzling into you. “i got the best damn thighs in the world, and you wanna cover ‘em up with some dumbass pillow? over my dead body."

he sighed deeply, like he had just endured the greatest hardship known to man. his face was completely buried in your thighs, as if he could merge with them if he tried hard enough.

"see?" he murmured, voice slightly muffled against your thigh. "this is how it's supposed to be. no stupid pillow. just you."

you rolled your eyes, but the fond smile tugging at your lips betrayed you. "you’re such a drama queen."

"yeah, and you're my throne, so shut up and let me enjoy it," he shot back, already closing his eyes like he planned to stay there forever.

you huffed a laugh as you ran your fingers through his hair, scratching lightly at his scalp. his grip on you tightened, a pleased hum vibrating against your skin as he melted into your touch.

for someone so explosive, so rough around the edges, he sure acted like a needy housecat when it came to you.

‎‧₊˚✧[ it's me, kia ! ]✧˚₊‧ ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ ‎‧₊˚✧[ more of katsuki ! ]✧˚₊‧

⋆˚࿔ kia's note ˚⋆ anon ilysm for requesting this, i really do. i'm probably writing the breeding kink next after this, considering it a 4k special since we're going so fast😭 lmk if you wanna be tagged and i hope you guys enjoy💗💗