Thinking About That Bkdk Edating In Middle School Trope, Except They're Amino Boyfriends 💀

shouto likes bottoming so much he’ll make you stretch him out with two in the same hole on the weekends your both not busy so he can make the most time of it. likes how full it feels. doesn’t even ask to be fucked hard just likes grinding like that

yes situationship w katsuki!!!!

Situationship with Bakugo Headcanons

(a.k.a. the slowest slow burn of your life because this man is emotionally constipated but obsessed with you)

Denial, Denial, Denial Bakugo refuses to acknowledge that you two are in a situationship. He’ll scoff and say, "Tch, we’re just close, dumbass," while literally walking you to class, bringing you your favorite snacks, and giving you his hoodie when you complain about the AC.

Acts Like Your Boyfriend, But Won’t Admit It Will glare at any guy who flirts with you. Will put his arm around your chair when someone’s getting too close. But if you call him out on it, he just grumbles.

"You hungry?" Instead of asking you on actual dates, he just texts "You hungry?" and drags you to eat with him. Bonus points if it’s late at night and you’re in sweats—he thinks it’s cute but would rather die than say it.

Touch Starved but in Denial Will casually touch you—a hand on your lower back when guiding you somewhere, knee brushing yours under the desk, a firm grip on your wrist when dragging you along. If you pull away just to tease him, he gets irrationally annoyed.

He’s Always Looking for You He won’t admit it, but his eyes always scan the room for you first. If you’re not in class, he notices. If you’re not at lunch, he’s grumbling under his breath, acting like he doesn’t care.

Gets Jealous but Won’t Say It If someone makes you laugh a little too much, he’ll suddenly get so irritated. Will probably glare at them and then pull you away. Who does that extra even think he is, anyways?

Would Kill for You, But Casually If someone ever disrespects you, he’s already rolling up his sleeves. "I'll blow their ass to America, or you wanna handle it first?"

Sleeps Better When You’re Around If you ever fall asleep next to him, even if it’s just leaning against his shoulder during a movie, he’s so still, afraid to move. And if you ever sleep in his bed? He pretends it’s annoying but sleeps like a baby that night.

He’s Down Bad, But Clueless Kirishima and Kaminari constantly tease him about how obvious his feelings are. He just scowls and says, "Piss off. We’re not dating." But if you so much as look at someone else for too long? He’s about ready to combust.

The Final Straw One day, after months of dancing around each other, you tease him: "What, do you actually like me or something?" expecting his usual 'Tch, in your dreams' response. But instead, he just stares at you, jaw clenched, eyes burning—before grabbing your wrist and muttering, "Yeah. I do. So what?" And that’s when the situationship ends—because now, it’s real.

grinding on his cock while you’re still in your panties to see how wet they can get before he rips them off of you in frustration

DOOMED YURI FOR THE WIN 🩸🌸

Is it the same reader with mental health issues who divorced Bakugo, but he still hangs around? I'm v curious to know about her

the very same <3

tw: suicide

its... hard for him to explain to his friends and family. Whenever he starts, it makes him seem heartless.

The two of you had been sitting in silence since you had come home, television off, lights dimmed. Dinner was sandwiches from the store downstairs, the only place open so late at night. You picked at the bread, spreading it across your plate instead of in your mouth. His food is long gone, but he sits anyway, silently fuming.

"My throat hurts," you say and the string inside him snaps.

"Yeah. They jammed a fucking tube down your throat, of course it fucking hurts." He pushes away from the table so hard that the plates rattle. There should be a sorrow inside him, or an empathy, but the only thing his brain can produce is this seething rage.

You, on the other hand, give nothing. "Don't yell at me."

"Oh, I'm gonna fucking yell." He paces along the same kitchen that you used to dance in on Satueday mornings, when the sun hit just right. No, he isn't yelling. Not yet. "This isn't even the fucking beginning of me fucking yelling at you."

"I'm tired, Katsuki."

Of course you are. The hospital was so bright and loud and your body went through so much-

"Oh, you're tired?" Now, he's yelling. It's the kind of shit that the neighbor'a will complain about. "You weren't the one scrubbing blood out of the fucking bathtub last night."

You adjust your sleeves down, as if he hasn't already seen. As he if wasn't the one to-

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Bakugo knows he's being too harsh, but it won't stop flowing out of him, like his body is a sieve and awfulness just seeps through him. "You wanna die that bad? You want to leave me that bad?"

He prefers the days you fight back. Once, you threw a plate so hard that it cracked the tile and shattered so hard it cut both of your legs. At least then, there was life in your eyes.

"I'm tired," you repeat.

"Get help." He's so loud that it makes his voice ache. "Or I'm walking out that fucking door and never coming back. I'm serious. I'm so fucking serious."

Your expression doesn't change.

"I'm so tired, Katsuki."

My wife Fuyumi

silly shigaraki or dabi texts?

not all necessarily silly but I decided to do both and made it poly teehee

(the lockscreen used to be mine that my bf made 🥺)

i love the um jammer lammy meme by @/Gvomitando on twt idk

dabi and dumbification 🤝 - mdni

he likes how smart you are, actually prefers you a little mean, but nothing, absolutely nothing, turns him on like watching his smart girl go stupid on his dick

actually lives for the moment when he witnesses your mind go slack and give in to him—he’s big on control and trust, so knowing that you’re essentially putting your whole person in his hands is everything to him

“aww, you like being my little cocksleeve, don’t ya sweet thing?” he snarls, teeth against your neck, one hand hot on your hip. “no one’s ever fucked the words right outta that pretty mouth, I can tell”

loves the feeling of overpowering you so completely that he’s overwriting your very senses. you’re babbling out his name, tears pricking your eyes at the press of pleasure/pain swirling in your gut. hell, you can’t even beg him anymore, you’re so far gone—

“fuck, this slutty little pussy’s squeezin’ me so tight.” smacks your ass as he bullies his cock into you, smirks at the fucked-out whine that falls from your lips. “bet I can get another one out of you, huh baby? you still know how?” said with that infuriating smirk on his face

edges himself the entire time he’s making you cum

“where do you want it? here?” feral grin on his face while pressing down on your lower stomach, your frantic little nod bobbing up and down. “who am I to deny you?”

probably receives noise complaints from every lov member