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☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. in every other universe.

about. “in every other universe, gwen stacey falls for spiderman. and in every other universe, it doesn’t end well.” - inspired by this bkg art @/kingkatsuki sent me and by self love.

warnings. none. fluff, slight angst, happy ending, across the spiderverse spoilers, spiderverse!bakugou & fem!reader.

once you know that you’re not the only one out there — it’s hard to go back to your regular life. not everyone can do the things that katsuki bakugou can do, you know, shoot webs, fight crime and save the day. it’s isolating. it’s lonely. he knows that he should feel blessed, it’s not every day that you’re given superhuman abilities and the power to change the world.

some days the truth about his identity, the words ‘i’m spiderman.’ sit eagerly on the tip of his tongue — desperate to be pushed out into open and heard by the people he loves. his mom, his dad, even his stupid roommate, kirishima. but if bakugou burdens them with the truth, then he puts them at risk too. losing his childhood friend deku had been more than enough, he couldn’t lose someone else too.

other days he remembers there are others just like him, dotted across the universe in their own connections and constellations — there’s his mentor, there’s his friends… there’s you.  it’s been a year since your world’s were once able to collide and bakugou has tried (and failed) to move on from you and devote himself to saving the day. your smile, your eyes, your drive, your bravery — he would be stupid to purposely forget all of that. 

he’s also a little weird for kicking back in his desk chair, mindlessly spinning around his dorm room (after patching himself up where katsuki had just gotten his ass kicked) thinking about the curve of your lips and how your voice sounds when you speak…

“hey katsuki! katsuki… wanna hangout?” 

in surprise, the blonde tips backwards in his seat, bakugou’s back hitting the floor with a harsh thud that causes pain to blossom somewhere along his shoulder blades. “what the fuck?” he grunts through a stream of colourful curses. he must be imagining things. crushing too hard on someone he’s not supposed to ever be able to see again. you can’t be here. it’s not physically possible. 

but through his searing pain and frustrated hisses, bakugou manages to crack a ruby red eye open — letting his gaze bare witness to the swirling, bright portal in his ceiling and the girl he’s still hung up over just peeking through. 

he really has to watch out for those punches to the head — he’s going insane.

“what the actual fuck?” 

amused laughter streams from between your lips, muffled slightly by the signature piece of a spider-person’s consume. you pull back the mask of your spider-suit which don the colours of your universe and grin. bright and beautiful. it makes bakugou’s heart squeeze in his chest. “dang, you kiss your mother with that mouth?” you tease, letting the web that holds you up sink further out of the portal until you’re hanging just above the foul-mouthed blonde. “good to see you too, hot shot.”

“what— how are y’even here?” bakugou sits up, fighting the twitches in his face and the real meaning to words on the tip of his tongue. i missed you. 

your face tells the story he longs too, your pretty eyes nostalgic and warm. you’ve missed him as well. “oh you know, just thought i’d swing by.” 

“that was fuckin’ terrible.”

“come on, katsuki, you liked it.” i like you. is what he really wants to say back.

he can practically feel your breathy laughter on his lips and taste your vanilla perfume. hanging upside down and in front of him is way too compromising of a position — he might kiss you if he’s not careful.

“fuckin’ dumbass.” bakugou puts a hand on your face and uses it to push you away before you can get any closer. you lose your balance, coming crashing down from the ceiling once your web snaps and the portal closes. he’s quick to crawl over to you, not evening thinking abound space now when there’s been entire universes and timelines between you up until this moment. “shit, you okay? forgot how clumsy you were.” 

he utters fondly, mostly under his breath — in a way that’s impossible to miss with how bakugou leans over you. his face full of bursting concern. you don’t dare to move, taking in said face. observing how much it’s changed since you were last on earth-420. how his eyes are harder, less youthful but still wild. how his lips look softer, fuller — you wonder what chapstick he’s been using. how his chin is stronger and his face more defined and his nose slightly shifted and—

“you’re no different than before, still a meanie.” you quip, voice wistful. quiet. “you grew out your hair.” reaching up, you brush your fingers over the soft tips of his ash blonde locks — closing your eyes at the feel of them, as if you’re basking in sunlight. 

“yeah.” bakugou hums. “yours is different too.” 

“you think? do you like it.” 

“‘f’course.” he keens into your touch as it cascades down to his cheeks. “you always look good.” 

“you haven’t seen me in a while.”  

“doesn’t mean i don’t think about you.” 

“ah…me too.” 

“y’think about me?” 

a beat of silence passes and you don’t speak for a while. you’re both afraid you might hear each other’s hearts racing. ever since i jumped back into that collider.” rolling out from underneath katsuki, you sit up with your back to him and fiddle with your spandex mask. “let’s go for a swing.” 

you’re up and throwing open his dorm window before bakugou can even register — leaving him to deal with his erratic pulse and pink kissed cheeks. it’s crazy how time apart made him only want you more. how he can’t have you because you’re not even meant to be here, even if there’s some kind of gravitational force from the universe pulling you together. when you don’t hear him coming after you, you turn to face him from the window ledge — he can see the longing even in the reflective lenses of your suit. 

“you coming?” 

bakugou’s entire body screams at him to say yes, every fibre of his being itching to be with you. but his one fatal flaw keeps him rooted in place on his knees. he can’t hurt you. can't tell you his feelings knowing he’ll never have a way of acting on them. 

“can’t, got homework.” he shrugs, feigning nonchalance. “i’m a college kid now, remember?” 

he can already tell that you’re rolling your eyes from under the mask even when you shrug back — tipping yourself out of the window, knowing that he’ll chase you. bakugou watches you, half amused, half annoyed as you stand up straight and defy all laws of everything by sticking to the side of his dorm building. 

“does Spider-Man have homework?”

all he can do is shake his head at you. both in amusement and in disbelief.

talking to you eases all the tension katsuki bakugou’s shoulders bare. 

it’s easy to be with you because you understand what it’s like to be alone in protecting the people you love and the communities you care about. hiding your face and cowering away from friends and family in the real world — every day life. you get why wearing the mask is both a blessing and a curse. it cost you your mother’s love. it cost you your home. and now you surf through universes to find your place amongst the other spider people that exist… and yet, katsuki, as you confess — is the only one to bring you comfort. 

whilst swinging and soaring through the streets of katsuki’s city, you tell him all of the nitty gritty details. no one wants a vigilante for a daughter. he holds his tongue in telling you that he wants you instead. you giggle when you explain to him all the worlds you’ve seen and people you’ve met through being apart of this elite spider-team. and when bakugou asks how a pipsqueak like you managed to get in before he did — you cock your head to the side innocently and say…

“you’re an asshole, katsuki. we can’t have you clashing with the number one in charge.”

bakugou has to pull his mask up to breathe while he laughs — snorting so hard that he almost misses a stride while swinging through the sunset-stained streets with you. by the time golden hour sets it’s sights upon you both, he’s taken you to the highest point in musutafu to watch the sun disappear beyond the horizon. 

when the world gets him down — katsuki comes up here to think and clear his head of any doubts that might be holding him back. it’s peaceful up here, away from the crime cracking on below and the bustling mundane city traffic. often times, he thinks of you too…so sharing this spot with you by his side is extremely intimate to him.

you’re talking but bakugou will admit he’s not really listening, too entranced by the shapes your lips form around each word, at least until you say his name. “you’re the only one who’s ever, truly got me, katsuki.” you tell him, swinging your feet off the ledge of the building. if you fall, your instincts would catch you…but you know katsuki would be the first to save you. 

“could say the same thing about you.” he admits, the burnt orange spider crest on his chest heaving with bakugou’s nervous sigh. he pinches at the black latex suit covering his fingers — debating on inching his hand closer to yours.

if you notice, you don’t say anything about it. “in every other universe, spiderman gets the girl.” katsuki swallows as you speak, ruby eyes darting all over your pretty face outlined by warm tone natural lights — your masks long discarded. “and in every other universe…it doesn’t end well. for either of them.”

you don’t bother finishing your sentence, swallowing the lump in your throat along with the fate you might meet if you lean into your greed to be with katsuki. it’s only then that you notice his hand slipping away, retreating behind the wall he builds up around himself — to keep himself closed off and protected from getting hurt. 

“i wish i could change that.” he mumbles distantly, looking out at the world, the universe as if he’s been scorned. cursed by the mask once more. it’s like the stars have turned against him and are mocking him as they come out to play — reminding bakugou that everyone he’s ever loved will get hurt because of him…eventually. everyone including you. “prove ‘em wrong, yanno?” 

even still, he offers you his signature lazy smirk and twinkling mischievous red eyes and you can’t help but fall for him all over again. 

“yeah,” comes your soft reply. “maybe there’s a chance that things can work out.” 

“a first time for everythin’, yeah?”

this time, neither of you pull back as your head comes to rest on his shoulder. 

for a moment, the world stills. freezing time for the only two people in the universe may truly understand one another. 

freezing, for you and katsuki. 

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

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girlfriend who ogles over bakugous muscles and he loves every second of it bc you’re his first gf (the first girl he ever actually liked really) and so he shows off for you. He loves it when you comment on how strong he is bc he worked so hard for it and he loves that you think it’s sexy :)

Authors Note: OMG OMG YES I AGREE (*♡∀♡)! Who wouldnt be obsessed with this man’s body? HES SO HOT OMG AHHHJSNDHJBEJK  (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

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Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Headcannons of you being Bakugo Katsuki’s girlfriend who is absolutely obsessed with his muscles, and he loves every second of it. 

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Lil Bit of a Domestic Relationship, Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 945

 Links:  Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List

Your boyfriend is a very proud man. Although Bakugo did have his fair share of insecurities, they all seemed to be drowned out by how load he boasted about what he was confident about. His body was just one of the many things to add to that list.

Bakugo worked hard to have his current looks, intense workouts, and strict diets to achieve what he deemed perfection. Besides clothes, one of the first things he brought when you two moved into your shared apartment was workout gear, claiming he could not function without it. This dedication resulted in a mouthwatering physic, big broad shoulders, defined strong arms, toned abs, thick muscular thighs, attractive from all standards making you feel like an especially lucky gal that you get to have a front-row seat to Bakugo Katsuki's good looks.

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♡ When you two cuddle, your favorite thing to do is squish his relaxed muscles. Early on in the relationship, it would just be his arms, squeezing and slapping the soft flesh and giggling when he would flex it to get you to stop messing with him.

"Look at you, all obsessive over me, tch.."

♡ You often lay with your head on his chest, smothering yourself in his pecs which are so pillowy and soft when he's not flexing them. Sometimes you even playfully bite them or mess with his nipples to which he will try to swat you away although he 100% is blushing and trying to hide how much you amuse him. You even bite his plushy thighs whenever the opportunity arises.

"What the hell? Ow! Shit, get off you fucking piranha, why the hell did you bite me!"

♡ You are always making some sort of physical contact with him, whether it's leaning on him for support or gripping his arm when walking. It's like second nature to grab onto him when he's around, and while sometimes he gets embarrassed due to PDA, the majority of the time he's proud, makes him feel powerful when you rely on his strength for simple tasks.

"Here, grab onto me before you fall down the damn stairs, you can try to fool yourself but I know how clumsy you can be."

♡ Whenever you are tired or in pain from an uncomfortable outfit choice Bakugo always picks you up without fail. He'll watch you struggle for a bit, laughing when you stumble before he wraps his strong arms around your legs and holds you so you don't go tripping and get a mouth full of dirt. It never fails to amaze you how easily he picks you up.

"Here, gimme your heels, I'll carry you. I told you not to wear those shitty shoes, babe, I knew this would happen. Tch, so stubborn."

♡ It's always a sight to watch Bakugo cook, not only is he a master at it, but he often cooks with his shirt off when he's in the comfort of his own home. When this happens, you simply sit at the island counter behind him, getting a perfect view of his broad back flexing as he's wearing nothing but some sweatpants and an apron.

"Huh? Stop staring, dumbass, your fucking drooling. I slaved away to make you this meal so you better eat it, don't forget to compliment the master chef.''

♡  He always makes sure to pull out a stool for you to sit on while he works out, knowing you enjoy the view of him exercising. Bakugo is quite different when he's in the zone, face relaxed with only a slight twitch of his eyebrow, eyes no longer glaring and instead determined, mouth agape as he pants and on occasion smirks when he catches a glance at your expression. His muscles look so good, curves and ridges moving constantly as he pulls himself over the bar, handling his full body weight with ease. His skin is smooth, littered with battle scars which you took the time to admire every day.  Damn, you are so in love with this man.

"Take a picture, pretty, it will last longer."

♡ When Bakugo hugs you, to tease you he sometimes wraps his arms tightly against your back, laughing as you struggle to free yourself but he's just too damn strong, no matter what tricks you have up your sleeve you can never beat your boyfriend at this frustrating game he plays.

"Pfft, look at you, what's the matter, huh? I'm just too strong for you?"

♡ He often teases you about your attraction to him, smirking and wiping the sweat off his forehead with the bottom of his shirt just to give you a peek at his abdomen and chest, a sight which you enjoy thoroughly.

"And you call me a pervert. What? No, I didn't do it on purpose, in your fucking dreams."

♡ When you compliment his body or his strength best believe he will hold it against you, constantly teasing you about how good he looks to you or how perfect he is for you. He loves it when he receives any type of praise from you, you are always so genuine it makes him all giddy and proud that he worked so hard. Yes, being physically strong matters a lot in the hero world,  but he would be lying if he said he doesn't think about you whenever he creates a workout plan.

"Of course, you think I'm strong, baby, I mean who else would manhandle you in bed if it wasn't for thee Bakugo Katsuki."

♡ All in all, you definitely were a fan of his muscles and there were many sweet moments in the day to prove that.

Authors Note: Okay I turned it into kinda a drabble / headcanons? I hope you guys enjoy because I know its different then a more fleshed out story! If you would like to request this type of writing just ask for headcanons and I’ll now what you mean!! 

Also I’m sorry I didn’t post much this weekend, I planned to clear out requests but I ended up getting caught in some unfortunate circumstances <(￣- ￣ )> Don’t worry though, I will try to make it up and post through out the week!

Comments, asks, and interactions are my fav!! ヽ(*⌒▽⌒*)ﾉ

Hope you enjoyed <33 

Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List 

Tag List: @katscki, @libidinous-weeb, @1-800-mocha, @krmtwnw

|♡| Preparation |♡|

Authors Note: This is a collaboration with a dear friend of mine, @katscki! Together we each wrote pieces about Bakugo regarding the topic of grinding, so make sure you check hers out!! Find @katscki’s version here: When Sparks Fly

Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Bakugo had been trying to keep it together after eyeing you all night from how perfect you looked for him however he couldn’t resist. In a way it was ironic, how the both of you were virgins but couldn’t keep your hands off each other. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Dry Humping, Inexperienced Katsuki + Reader, Virgin Katsuki + Reader, Begging, Edging (if you squint), Dirty Talk, Pet Names

Word Count: 1,862

Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List

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You were just so fucking pretty. 

Bakugo could barely keep his eyes off you, watching as you sat so pretty in your powder blue dress, cheering the loudest for him in the crowd when he walked onto the stage. It was just a small ceremony, celebrating what felt like minor accomplishments to him in his career as a pro hero. But not to you, you were so proud of him, all dolled up for the occasion in support of your boyfriend. 

“I’m so proud of you, Katsu, next thing you know you’ll be accepting the reward for the number one hero,” you stated confidently, enjoying the comfort of your own home after having just been in a loud celebration. Now you sat comfortably on Bakugo’s lap on the edge of your shared bed, nails gently raking his scalp. 

Bakugo felt lost, brain nothing but mush as you showered him with compliments and endearment the whole day, still in your pretty dress that showed off every curve he loved so dearly. Both of you were tired from the long day, not even bothering to take off your clothes before crawling into bed to be wrapped in each other's arms. He still was in his hero outfit, although both his mask and gauntlets had been thrown haphazardly on the floor. 

“Baby,” he rasped, hands gripping the soft flesh of your ass to position you strategically on one of his legs. “Fuck, why do you make me feel like this.”

Your boyfriend was quick to lock his lips with your own, tongues grazing each other between several hot kisses of which Bakugo made sure to nibble at your bottom lip leaving it slightly swollen. You moan into the kiss, hands gripping onto his hair with a slight tug that had him jerking his hips up into the air. 

It surprised you how sloppy the kiss was, your boyfriend acting desperate with the way his hands roamed your body, squeezing and groping anything in it's reach. You and Katsuki had known each other for many years, but hadn’t dated until recently due to Katsuki’s adamancy about his dream being the only goal he could handle in his life. But he was just so fucking in love with you, in one overwhelming moment he spilled his feelings which lead to lead to your current relationship, barely being able to keep your hands off each other after dating for three months. 

Both of you had never had sex before, never really going farther then the first date, the inexperience obvious from how turned on the two of you were from the simplest of touches, but with each other it was like a switched flipped. 

He huffs, using his strength to push you down on his thigh, bouncing his leg in a way that sent a jolt of pleasure that ran straight to your cunt, already becoming soaked from the tension that is being built between the two of you.

“Katsu,” you panted, pulling away from the kiss despite his protests but never stopping the harsh grinds on his thigh. “I want you, want you so bad Katsuki.” Your tone was almost desperate, practically begging him to fuck you as you moved your hips quickly, humping his for any sort of pleasure.

He smirked, tensing his thighs so your clit could drag against his rigid knee causing you to cry out and grip his hair with more force. “I dunno, I don’t think you’ll be able to handle me pretty” he groaned, feeling his achy cock strain painfully against the rough material of his hero suites pants. He was sporting a hard on all night thanks to your pretty outfit and support. 

“You won't be able to take me,pussy's too fucking tight for that,” Bakugo whispered, petting your head as he went in to lap at your neck. You whined at his response, practically jumping on his thigh now with a pout on your face. 

“’Suki please, I can do it, please!” But he simply shook his head, pulling off your dress in one motion leaving you in just your panties. “No bra, huh? So fucking dirty.”

The sight of your breast bare to him has Bakugo drooling, quickly moving his head from your neck to toy with your pretty nipples. “No baby, I wanna prep you a couple times before you can take me,” he murmured, lapping at the sensitive exposed flesh. 

You moaned louder, feeling yourself get closer to your high from he pleasurable grinding but it seemed your boyfriend had other plans. He gripped your waist and lifted you easily from his thigh to his lap, where you could feel in excruciating detail the shape of his cock, twitching painfully as it made contact with your pussy through the layers of clothes. 

“Mmn, go ahead pretty, hump my fuckin’ cock,” he growled out, one hand continuing to play with your tit while the other made its way to your panties, just barely reaching below the fabric to grope your ass and lift it up and down, guiding you on his dick. “Want you to ride me just like this when you get the real thing, right?” 

You could only moan in response, loosing yourself in the feeling of clumsily grinding on the imprint of his fat dick, leaving a wet spot on both his pants and your panties. 

Bakugo couldn’t lie and say he didn’t feel just as desperate, mind buzzing from your moans and that hot wet feeling on his crotch. He wanted to so badly take you up on your offer and fuck your tiny cunt until he left you ruined, but he knew you wouldn’t be able to handle all of him. He wanted you to be properly stretched and prepared so when he finally sunk into your tight heat there would be nothing but bliss for the both of you. 

For now, he was satisfied with the way you gasped whenever his cockhead catches that soaking hole of yours. You gripped the orange straps of his hero suite to ground yourself form the feeling, working hard to keep up the pleasere but failing miserably from how hard your thighs were shaking. You were so close, right on edge from your boyfriend’s clothed cock.

“Gonna cum ‘Suki!” You warned, ready to let go but it seemed Bakugo had other plans, large hands grabbing your waist to still you on his lap where he could feel your desperate cunt twitch from being so close. You cried at his actions, whining as you tried your hardest to continue to grind although you were no match for his strength. 

“Relax before the only thing I let you grind on is my hand. Better yet I’ll leave you high and dry, is that what you want?”

You instantly shook your head, tears welling up in the side of your eyes due to how sensitive you felt, even the light touches of Bakugo’s heavy hands on your thighs had you involuntarily twitching. He knew his threats were empty, he was just as needy and leaving you would have been just as much of a punishment to himself. 

Bakugo lace a hand under each thigh, picking you up and laying you flat on your back on the bed before quickly getting onto of you. By instinct your wrapped your legs around him which caused him to smirk. “How bad you want this baby?” He whispered, fingers tracing the outline of your soaking cunt through your panties. 

“So bad ‘Suki so fucking bad!” You cried out, lifting your hips in attempt to get more friction but he only pulled his hand away and slapped your thigh as a warning. “Please, please...”

“Please what? Tell me baby, tell me what you want.” Bakugo grinned at the view, his pretty girlfriends all disheveled and desperate. With his hand still holding your down he leaned down and placed a feather like kiss on your pussy. 

You cried, the small action causing your head to be thrown back and let out a string of moans. “I wanna cum, Katsu please! I wanna cum so bad, make me cum ‘Suki!” 

That’s all it took for Bakugo’s resolve to snap and him position himself above you so he can ground himself on your soaked panties, licking his lips from faintest taste of you lingering on his mouth. 

“Fuck baby, so fucking pretty, huh? God damnnit!” He groaned, rutting into you with vigor, bruise-like grip on your thighs to hold them up for his brutal thrusts. “Looked so fuckin’ sexy in that tight little dress, promise you baby one day Imma fuck this pretty cunt so good your never be able to cum without me, I’ll fucking ruin it for anyone but me,” Bakugo growled, leaning down to place hot opened mouth kisses on your tits, taking the time to leave bite marks all over. 

Bakugo knew sex was supposed to be pleasurable, but he didn’t know it would overtake every one of his senses. Had him feeling like he needed to be wrapped in your velvety walls, needed to take everything you had to give him, needed to pound you nice and good until you looked at no one but him. 

“C-Cumming! ‘M cumming, cum for me ‘suki I wanna feel you cum.” 

Bakugo’s resolve quickly crurmbles at your words, humping frantically when he feels you com undone through your underwear, pretty hole twitching as you gush through the fabric from your orgasm. His name leaves leave your lips and your body shakes, eyes quickly rolling to the back of your head from the pleasure. 

The louder you moaned the harder he humped you, his body heavy on yours as he leans his weight ontop of you, pinning you as he babbles how close he was. He gives a final loud gasp, his hips stuttering and head coming to rest on your shoulder as he whines from making amess in his pants. He cums for a long time, only adding to the wet stain on his pants as he wastes his hot cum. You free on of your hands from under him to place it on his still throbbing dick, rubbing it slightly to encourage him to let it all out. 

Bakugo weakly thrusts against your palm even after he stopped cumming, humming from the added pleasure you gave him. Quietly, he pushes himself away from you to grab the sides of your head and force you to face him instead of watching his bobbing cock in his pants. 

“You saw that stain baby? All for you. Every last fucking drop belongs to you, pretty,” Bakugo kisses you once more, this time softer so you could feel the meaning of his words. “You’re my first and you’re sure as hell gonna be my last, ‘m fucking yours and you better say your mine.” 

Your chest feels warm from his words, it was hard for Bakugo to talk openly about his emotions, which is why he preferred actions rather then words, but this time he had opened up just a little, even if it wasn’t as innocent as most people would expect. 

“I’m yours, Katuski, all yours.” 

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Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List 

 Authors Note: Again! This is a collab so be sure to check out my dearest Amelia’s version of grinding / dry humping (linked at the top of this post) and don’t forget to show some love! Hope you enjoyed <3  Tag List: @katscki​, @libidinous-weeb​

|♡| BNHA / MHA MASTERLIST |♡|

|♡| Drowsy Bliss |♡|

Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Wanting to spoil your boyfriend Bakugo, you wake him up with one of the most pleasurable ways there was, leading to some very intense sex which he quickly gets impatient by. 

Rating: Smut Disclaimer: Consensual!! Somnophilia, Sex, Nudity, Oral (m. receiving), Vaginal Sex, Riding, Squirting, tiny bit of Overstimulation, Established Relationship

Word Count: 2,279

|♡| Preparation |♡| - [ COLLAB WITH @katscki​’s WHEN SPARKS FLY]

Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Bakugo had been trying to keep it together after eyeing you all night from how perfect you looked for him however he couldn’t resist. In a way it was ironic, how the both of you were virgins but couldn’t keep your hands off each other. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Dry Humping, Inexperienced Katsuki + Reader, Virgin Katsuki + Reader, Begging, Edging (if you squint), Dirty Talk, Pet Names

Word Count:1,862

|♡| Red Handed |♡|

Shinso Hitoshi x F!Reader

Description: After a very tiresome meeting with Aizawa, your pro hero boyfriend decided you were the perfect candidate to let off some steam. Not only was he enjoying himself, but he was also getting some much needed revenge by fucking over his mentor’s desk. Too bad Aizawa decided to enter his office at the wrong time.

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Spanking, Light Choking, Exhibitionism,  Degration + Praise, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Sex, Getting Caught Doin The Nasty, Angry Sex

Word Count: 1,222

|♡| Muscles |♡|

Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Headcannons of you being Bakugo Katsuki’s girlfriend who is absolutely obsessed with his muscles, and he loves every second of it.

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Lil Bit of a Domestic Relationship, Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 945

|♡| Mood |♡|

Amajiki Tamaki x F!Reader Description: Every once in a while Tamaki got into these sort of...moods. He’d wake up slightly agitated, hungry, needy, and worst of all incredibly horny. However, as his girlfriend your always ready and willing to tend to his needs. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Edging, Begging, Teasing, Handjob, (slight) Oral (m. receiving), Established Relationship

Word Count: 838

this with bakugou omfg please 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Authors Note: OMG YES!! Thanks for being my first request <3I kind of extended it A LOT so theres a ton of build up before we get to the actual suggested part BUT I THINK ITS WORTH IT. Hope this is to your liking °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

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Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Wanting to spoil your boyfriend Bakugo, you wake him up with one of the most pleasurable ways there was, leading to some very intense sex which he quickly gets impatient by. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Consensual!! Somnophilia, Sex, Nudity, Oral (m. receiving), Vaginal Sex, Riding, Squirting, tiny bit of Overstimulation, Established Relationship

Word Count: 2,279

 Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything

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Bakugo gasped slightly, knuckles turning white as he subconsciously balled his fists when the weeping head of his cock hit your lips. You giggled, even in his sleep he reacted to you. Just a few teasing kisses trailing up the side of his shaft, tongue tracing his veins in the process, was enough to cause breathy groans to escape his mouth. 

“Mmm, baby..” 

It was quiet, barely above a whisper but you still heard it letting you know that your boyfriend was just barely awake, enough for him to lift his hand and lazily trail his knuckles over your cheek in encouragement. He rarely called you sweet nicknames like baby, preferring playful insults, but the term of enduement truly showed how truly tired of it he was. 

“Ah, fuck..., feels so good baby,” he slurred, gasping when you gave a particularly hard suck to his glans. Bakugo continued to babble incoherently, talking about how good it feels and how you must have been so eager to put your mouth on him if you were willing to do it at this time of night despite you two often waking each other up like this. 

You were slow and careful, the complete opposite of what normally went down when you gave him head. But this wasn’t any normal round of sex, this time you felt a little more in control of your usually dominant boyfriend who was always quick to pin you down and show you whose boss. 

Soft fingers stroked the base of his dick to where your lips wrapped around the head, suckling gently and moving your tongue in circles around the slit. Bakugo was practically whimpering, moving his arm to cover his eyes as he leaned back and let you do all the work, falling in and out of consciousness as he felt the pure pleasure you gave him. Slowly, his hips began to rock in an attempt to get more attention from your soft, wet cavern. 

“What are you doing dummy?” He rasped, one red iris poking over his elbow to watch you. “Sucking my cock like that, shit..”

One of your hands reached to massage his swollen balls as the other continued to stroke him, playfully squeezing the base before massaging his spit-covered head that you had pulled away from. “Just wanted to make you feel good Katsu,” you mumbled, blowing softly on the tip causing his muscular thighs to flex. 

The look on your face pouted lips with a small smile and eyes filled with nothing but adoration has him groaning and lifting his hips, silently asking for you to put your mouth back on him. God, he fucking loved you. 

“Suck it,” he growled out, placing a heavy hand on the back of your head to push you down onto him. “Use your tongue, wrap those pretty lips around me.” There he was, albeit a bit more flexible with his tired state but still your demanding boyfriend. You hummed as his dick almost reached the back of your throat, telling him that’s as far as you wanted to go so you wouldn’t gag, but you made sure to pay extra attention to the neglected part that you couldn’t fit with your hand. 

Bakugo’s hips stuttered at the vibrations but continued to gently move in your mouth, not having the energy to fuck your throat like he normally does. He groaned, hands playing with your hair as he continued to dirty talk to you, every word uttered going straight to your sloppy pussy. 

“Couldn’t handle it all huh? Fuck, suck that cock, work your tongue too, baby. Ah shit. Fuckin’ sexy.” Bakugo tried his best to tense himself, not wanting to cum so soon but the way your hot mouth flicked and sucked every sensitive spot on his dick or how you tapped the pads of your fingers against his balls had him shaking. 

“Fuck! ‘m gonna cum baby, gonna cum so fucking hard.” 

You hummed once more and met his eyes with a loving stare, signaling you were ready for him to come undone in your mouth, bobbing your head faster to help him finish. You felt his dick twitch in your mouth as your boyfriend let out a final scream-like moan, hips raising to bring you as close as possible to him. 

“S-so good, so fucking good to me. Drivin’ me —mnngh! C-crazy,” Bakugo’s thighs twitched as he tried to calm down from his orgasm, which you made impossible with the sexy sight of you swallowing and licking his thick seed off your lips. 

You brought your face back down to his dick, leaving small kitten licks to clean off the remaining cum despite Bakugo’s protests about being sensitive. You even managed to leave a couple of hickeys and bite marks on the insides of his thighs. Once his breathing evened out and he calmed down, you quickly took one of his sensitive balls into your mouth catching him off guard. 

“Ohh shit! Stop, stop baby wait. Fuck!” He cried, bucking into your mouth despite his words. You let go with a wet loud pop, laughing as you saw his abs tense from the sudden stimulation. 

“Stupid,” he mutters under his breath, grabbing your arms to pull you towards him so he could reward you with a wet kiss. You two stayed there, cuddled up and basking in each other's presence for what seemed like forever. You honestly thought he had fallen asleep with how much the orgasm took out of him in addition to the ungodly hour you woke him up at. Your boyfriend always stuck to a very strict sleep schedule after all. “What’s the occasion huh? That’s one hell of a way to wake up just for nothing.” Bakugo moves to brush the hair out of your eyes, rubbing along your arm with the gentlest of touches. “Nothing in particular, I just wanted it to be about you today,” you replied softly. 

Your boyfriend smirks. “Oh yeah? Mm, I think I want you to prove it,” the blond kisses you once more, pulling at the waistband of your panties to snap it against your hips. “I think ‘m ready now. Fuck me like you mean it.” 

The rasp against your ear sends shivers down your spine, pussy soaked from your previous activities. “Katsuu,” you when he slapped your ass, pushing him down by his chest so you could climb on top of him. “I wanna be on top. I wanna spoil you this time.” 

Bakugo laughed, pulling down your hips so you could grind your pussy over his dick through the thin layer of clothes you had left. “Shit, your soaking baby. You think you can handle me? ‘m all up for it baby go ahead and try.” 

You rolled your eyes at his challenge, always trying to make things into something he could win at, but decided to let it slide. Right now all you wanted was him bruising your cervix. 

Quickly, you discarded your panties and threw them onto the floor leaving that a problem for tomorrow before grabbing your boyfriend’s erect cock and lining him up, tapping his head against your clit. Bakugo watched carefully, not wanting to interrupt your focus as he observed the sight before him. 

“Need help?” He smirked, but you were quick to turn his words against him as you sink down on his dick in one go, cunt more responsive than ever from being ignored so long. Bakugo let out a loud yelp, throwing his head back and reaching to grab your ass so he could slam you down on his cock himself but you slapped his hand away. 

“No, Katsu, just let me take care of you for a bit.”

He let out a loud moan, curing when your pussy clenched him in a vice grip, soaked in your slick fluids onto the point where it dripped down onto his balls. He felt like he was in heaven, velvety walls massaging him with the perfect amount of pressure as your tits bounced every time you sat back down on his cock. 

Bakugo could tell you were really trying, chest moving up and down rapidly as you used all your energy to ride him, moving your hips in circular patterns, even leaning down to kiss his neck every once in a while which had him sighing. He felt like he was in fucking heaven. 

“Look at your cunt fuckin’ swallow me,” he babbles slightly, eyes drooping as he watched you take him over and over again, a little too slow for his liking but he excepts it for now and lets his body relax into the bedsheets. “So fucking tight, made just f’me, huh baby?” 

You moan, hands grasping onto his chest as you lean on him, working yourself up and down his cock feeling right on edge. Ignoring your needs took a toll on you because you were about to cum right as you two started getting to the real fun. 

You slowed down after a while, struggling to keep yourself up. Usually when you were riding Katsuki would grab your hips and control your thrusts but you wanted to top this time, although you were failing miserably. Bakugo was getting impatient quickly, wanting nothing more than to pound you himself. 

“Katsu, so good, feels so good,” you pant, digging your fingernails into his flesh that had him thrusting up into you slightly. You jumped at the feeling, quickly moving your hands down to push at his pelvis and hold him down. “N-No,” you tried to be firm with your words, but they trailed into a moan as Bakugo’s tip reached your g-spot, making your legs tremble and thighs shake.

He finally had enough.

Bakugo grabbed your hips roughly, grouping your doughy ass that you denied him earlier in the process, and held you up just so the tip of his dick was in your twitching cunt. 

“You wanna fucking deny me my fucking pussy?” He groaned, adjusting himself so he could plow you easier while his hands reached up to tilt your chin to him. “Moving a little too slow for my tastes, baby, I think you should let me handle this.” 

Within a second Bakugo was snapping his hips up into you with fast deep thrusts, wet smacks filling the air that had both you and him moaning your heads off. You came easily from the stimulation, pussy clamping down in an attempt to milk his cock. 

“Oh fuck baby! Fuck fuck fuck,” Bakugo repeated those words like a mantra, slamming into you with every breath to the point where he swore he was losing his mind from how well you took him. You cried from the overstimulation, gripping onto him for stability as you let him take you. But he had other plans. 

His hand reached to rub circles on your clit, toying with it like you hadn’t just cum nearly seconds ago. “Ah! ‘Suki stop, too much I can’t take it.” 

He grinned at your words, continuing his abuse of your poor hole and clit. “Aw, but I didn’t get to cum yet baby, wasn’t this about spoiling me? Besides, you wanted to ride me nice and slow, fuckin’ tease. Now you gotta deal with the consequences.” You didn’t realize how much your struggling to take control affected him. 

“Still sensitive babe? Fuck, ‘m gonna cum again, c’mon cum for me, baby. I want you to cum!” 

Your boyfriend grabbed your hips and made you meet his thrusts halfway, making his cock reach deeper inside you and his thrusts more aggressive to push you both over the edge a second time. You cried, tears streaming down your face as your body convulsed and your thighs gave out on you causing you to fall on Bakugo.

It was fucking mesmerizing to him, the way you clamped down on his harder than before, the way your pussy sprayed, the way you shook as you clung on to him from your senses being so sharp, feeling as if even the slightest jolt will bring you back into overstimulation. He swore from just the sight alone he could have cum in his pants, but the pleasure of you milking him for the second time had him going insane, he couldn’t help but cum with you and give in to your sweet cunt, filling you up to the brim. He was already obsessed with your cunt before, but now he swore next time he would drown in your taste till he had you squirting on his lips. 

You two lay there, covered in sweat and you’re cum which had gotten all over your stomach and his chest, panting trying to catch your breath from a very intense session of sex.

“Holy fuck baby,” Bakugo panted, moving his hand to rub your head and make sure you were okay. You were out of it, vision blurry and head dazed so he continued to hold you until you gained back your consciousness. “You okay?” he asked, eyes racking your body for any sign of discomfort. 

“You fucking squirted, never seen you do that before,” he chuckled, kissing your head and rubbing your thighs which had begun to get noticeably red from you riding him.

“Mm, felt so good Katsu, never felt that good before. But ‘m so tired now.” Bakugo smirked at the sound of your voice, watching as you could barely keep your eyes open, in the exact same position he was in before you woke him up to complete bliss. 

“Go ahead and rest, stupid, I’ll clean you up.” And with one last sweet kiss on your lips, you fell out cold. 

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