I need more groveling Bakugou😫
I love when Bakugou fucks up and begs for reader’s forgiveness. If u have any recommendations for fics pls comment!!! Oneshots or series I don’t care
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I need more groveling Bakugou😫
I love when Bakugou fucks up and begs for reader’s forgiveness. If u have any recommendations for fics pls comment!!! Oneshots or series I don’t care
Looking for a Bakugou x reader oneshot
It’s about Katsuki and reader having their first time but reader is a really shy virgin so Katsuki offers to eat her out. Fluffy smut ensues. It’s one of my favorites but I don’t remember what it’s called so any help is appreciated!
when you start dating bakugou, every time he comes back home he has to wank. it’s not just from the sexual tension between you both on the date, he just likes you so much it gets him hard. literally gets home, takes off his boots, then storms into his room all pent up and strips. lays on top of his covers and fists himself over what happened during the date. him holding your hand. you kissing his cheek. when he kissed the corner of your lips. how your breath felt on his neck when you complimented his outfit. how his laugh sounded in his mouth when he understood an obscure reference you made. the smell of your perfume when you squeezed by him to get into the restaurant. he hasn’t kissed you or slept with you yet but he’s not masturbating over the possibility of your naked body. just you as a whole.
has him grunting like a beast and grinding into his hand hedonistically. his head thrown back into the pillow because he hasn’t liked someone this much before and you’re so pretty and he thinks you like him too. he tries so fucking hard to be good enough for you on these dates.
it’s only when his phone buzzes by his bicep on the bed. grabbing it with his free hand to read the text off his homescreen.
i had so much fun tonight!
can’t wait to see you again x
then he comes all over his chest.
Looking for Bkg x reader scenarios/fics!
I’m looking for works where Bakugou is in the locker room and the boys notice scratches or love bites on him and tease him about it. Can be stand alone or a chapter in a larger work. Pls comment any you know!
Looking for Bakugou x reader fics involving the beauty pageant!
I’ve read some fics where Y/n enters the beauty pageant at the UA cultural festival, but didn’t save any. If you know of any, please comment them! 🙏
Can I request a Bakugou x reader where the reader is Kirishima’s younger sister. Kirishima has made it super clear that you’re off limits to all his friends, but Bakugou can’t help himself from falling in love with you (and maybe thinking of you when he touches himself in the middle of the night…) Thanks!
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Little sister (Bakugou x fem reader)
Summary: Bakugou has the biggest crush on Kiri’s little sister. But she’s totally off limits.
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Bakugous POV:
I’m sitting in Shitty hair’s living room scrolling on my phone waiting for him to get his gym stuff together.
I wish he’d had his shit together already. I’m dressed and ready; gym shorts and a black shirt, with everything I need in my gym bag.
I hear footsteps coming from the stairs and I look up thinking it’s Shitty hair.
“Bout time-” Woah.
“Oh! Hey Katsuki.” It’s Kirishima’s little sister in the smallest shorts known to mankind.
For as long as I’ve known Kirishima, I’ve known that his little sister is off the table.
“Hey, how you doin’?”
She’s younger than me and shitty hair, but god she doesn’t let that stop her.
She’s definitely smarter than him. Prettier too.
“I’m good, you going to the gym?” She nods to my outfit and bag.
“Yeah just waiting on shitty hair.” I say gruffly
She giggles and it’s music to my ears. I scowl at the floor to hide my blush.
“I’ve been thinking about going, you think you could teach me a couple things?”
Boy could I. “Uh-“
“Hey man, you ready?” Shitty hair asks while coming down the stairs.
He narrows his eyes at me and his sister, looking between us like I’ve done something.
“Yeah man, I’m ready.” We walk to the front door and I look behind me.
“Bye.”
I hear her quiet voice just before the click of the door.
Shitty hair zeros his eyes in on me. “She’s off limits. To every one of my friends. She’s the only thing I don’t play about, man. You know this.”
I shrug it off. “Yeah man, I know.”
“Good."
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I get home after the gym with shitty hair. God I could not focus after our talk. I hear them in my head while I turn the shower on.
"She's off limits."
"You think you could teach me a couple things?"
I step in and run my hands through my hair. God what am I thinking? Her in those tiny sleep shorts, thinking about her in the gym squatting with me spotting her from behind.
I let the water run over my face to calm myself.
I know I'm hard just thinking about her. She's gorgeous and she keeps up with me and Shitty hair.
I wrap my hand around my cock and give it a few slow pumps.
She smells like heaven, sometimes I can smell her ambrosial sent on Shitty hair.
Her body is perfect, perfect in every way.
I lazily stroke myself.
This is wrong. This is against the bro code, it has to be; but god the thought of her.
I move my hand faster, putting the other on the shower wall to hold myself.
An image of her naked and underneath me flashes through my mind.
"Fuck." I feel my hot release on my hand.
I close my eyes and imagine her once more before I finish showering.
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I finish my shower and towel dry my hair. I throw on a pair of sweats and grab a book before laying in bed.
Just as I'm about to start reading I hear the ping of my phone.
From: Beautiful girl 💕 9:03pm Hey, are you awake?
My face scrunches up in confusion. Why is she texting me?
To: Beautiful girl 💕 9:04pm Yeah. What's up?
From: Beautiful girl 💕 9:04pm Would you maybe take me to the gym? I really wanna go but I know nothing.
I think about it for a minute. I want nothing more then to be in her presence.
To: Beautiful girl 💕 9:06pm Shitty hair might not like that, beautiful.
From: Beautiful girl 💕 9:08pm We don't have to tell him...
I smirk and shake my head. I type two words.
To: Beautiful girl 💕 9:09pm I'm in.
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Notes: Thank you so much for the request. I think this should have a follow up of some sorts. Lmk what yall think!
Maybe we should get a snippet of them at the gym. 💪
Or Kirishima spotting then on a date. 🫣
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Looking for a Bakugou x reader blog
I’ve been a fan of @Kingkatsuki for a while, but it says their blog has been deleted. I found a link to their old blog, but it doesn’t have all of their fics. Does anyone know what happened and if there’s any way to view the deleted blog?
Link to my Ao3 fic!
I think I’m going to eventually turn this blog into a space for fanfiction writing, but if you’re interested in reading what I already have, here’s the link to my Ao3!
I’ve been working on a Bakugou x reader story for a few years called “I’ll Save You”, and it’s about 2/3 of the way finished so take a look if you’re interested
https://archiveofourown.org/works/47648677/chapters/120099643
Looking for good “love at first sight” bakugou x reader fics
They can be short or long, just anything where Bakugou immediately falls for reader when he meets her. Comment your suggestions!
Recommendations for fics?
I love Bakugou x reader fics where the reader has a protective older brother, esp if the brother is Bakugou’s friend. Anyone have good recs? I feel like I’ve read all of them at this point and need more
Looking for a bkg x reader author
They did a lot of smaus, and they recently finished one that was Bakugou x crime podcaster reader. They also had a hockey one, one where (Y/n) was a model, and a few others
Pls drop their name or one of their fics if you know it!
Katsuki request!!!!
Can you do a short comfort fic where reader is having a hard day and Katsuki comforts her by cooking her favorite food and cuddling and kissing and all that fluffy stuff🥰😊😍
The day had been unbearably long. From the moment you opened your eyes, it felt like everything was going wrong. The alarm clock blinked furiously at you, two hours past when it should have gone off, leaving you scrambling to get ready. Work had been no better — emails piling up, deadlines breathing down your neck, and your boss’s voice ringing in your ears with every misstep. By the time you got home, the weight of the world seemed to rest squarely on your shoulders, pressing you down into the couch, tears stinging the backs of your eyes.
You kicked off your shoes, letting out a long, shaky breath. The apartment was quiet, save for the gentle hum of the refrigerator. Katsuki was probably still at work, training, or maybe out patrolling. You hadn’t even had the energy to text him all day. Usually, he was the first person you messaged when you were struggling, but today had been too overwhelming. You pulled your knees to your chest, burying your face in them, trying to breathe through the tightness in your chest.
The sound of keys jingling pulled you from your thoughts. The door creaked open, and you heard heavy footsteps before the familiar scent of Katsuki filled the space. You didn’t lift your head, not wanting him to see the mess you were right now. But of course, he noticed right away.
"Oi, what's wrong?" His voice was gruff, but underneath, there was a softness that he only ever showed to you. You felt the couch dip as he sat beside you. “Why the hell are you sitting here like this?”
You didn’t answer at first, not trusting your voice to keep steady. Katsuki was patient, at least when it came to you. He waited, eyes trained on you, assessing everything. Finally, you looked up, your vision blurry.
“It’s just been a bad day,” you mumbled, your voice barely a whisper.
He let out a quiet ‘tsk,’ his red eyes narrowing slightly. “A bad day, huh?” He didn’t push for more details, not yet. He never did. Katsuki knew better than to force you to talk when you weren’t ready.
Without another word, he stood up and walked toward the kitchen. You heard the sound of pots clanging, cabinets opening, and something sizzling. For a moment, you were too tired to care what he was doing, but the delicious smell began to fill the air. Your favorite. Katsuki always knew exactly what you needed.
You didn’t move from your spot, though. Even the thought of getting up seemed like too much effort. Instead, you let the comforting sounds from the kitchen wash over you — the steady rhythm of chopping, the soft bubbling of something simmering on the stove. It was like a lullaby in the chaos of the day.
After a while, Katsuki’s voice broke through the haze. “Come here.”
You blinked and slowly lifted your head. He was standing by the counter, a small, proud smirk tugging at his lips. He looked a little messy, with flour dusted on his apron and a few strands of his spiky blond hair falling into his face. But his eyes were soft, the usual sharpness in them dulled by concern.
“C’mon,” he urged again, his tone a little gentler. “I made you somethin’.”
Reluctantly, you stood up and padded over to him. The smell was even more intoxicating up close. Your favorite dish, prepared perfectly — it always was when Katsuki made it. You were about to grab a fork, but he stopped you, placing a hand on your wrist.
"Sit down first, idiot," he muttered, but there was no bite to his words. He pulled out a chair at the small kitchen table and gestured for you to sit.
Once you did, he set the plate in front of you, and you swore it looked even better than usual. Katsuki sat beside you, not across, like usual. His knee brushed against yours, a subtle reassurance that he was right there.
You took a bite, and immediately, a small sigh escaped your lips. It was perfect — warm, comforting, the flavors wrapping around you like a hug. Katsuki watched you, his intense gaze never leaving your face, like he was waiting for your reaction.
“You didn’t have to do this,” you said softly, your voice still shaky from earlier, but the food was starting to thaw the ice that had settled in your chest.
“Shut up and eat,” he replied, but his hand found its way to your back, rubbing slow, soothing circles. “You looked like you needed it.”
There was a quiet between you after that — not awkward, not tense, but comfortable. You ate in silence, and he stayed beside you, his presence alone grounding you.
Once you finished, you felt a little lighter, like the weight on your shoulders had lifted, just a bit. Katsuki stood and cleared the dishes, not allowing you to move an inch.
When he came back, he didn’t sit down again. Instead, he crossed his arms and stared at you. “You wanna talk about it?”
You shook your head, avoiding his gaze. “It’s just been a hard day. Nothing really to talk about.”
“Tch. Like hell there isn’t.” He grabbed your hand, tugging you up from the chair and into the living room. He sat on the couch, pulling you down beside him. Before you could protest, he had you nestled against his chest, his strong arms wrapping around you securely.
“You don’t have to talk,” he said, his voice low and rumbling against your ear. “But you’re not gonna sit here and keep it all in either. That’s not how this works.”
You curled into him, the warmth of his body chasing away the last remnants of the day’s stress. His arms were tight around you, but not uncomfortably so. They made you feel safe, protected, like nothing could touch you as long as you were in his embrace.
Katsuki wasn’t much for words when it came to this kind of thing, but his actions always spoke louder. His hand found its way to your hair, running through the strands with a gentleness that contrasted his usual rough demeanor. Every so often, his lips would brush against the top of your head, soft and fleeting, like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to kiss you right now. You shifted a little, pressing closer to him in response, silently letting him know it was okay.
He let out a soft grunt, his hand trailing down your back now, tracing comforting patterns on your skin through your shirt. “You’re gonna be okay,” he murmured. “Whatever it is, whatever happened today — it’s over. You got me now.”
You buried your face in his chest, the steady beat of his heart soothing you more than words ever could. Katsuki always knew how to make you feel better, even when you didn’t have the energy to explain what was wrong. He just knew.
“I don’t deserve you,” you whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear.
He let out a low growl, tightening his hold on you. “Don’t say shit like that,” he muttered against your hair. “You deserve every damn thing, and I’m not goin’ anywhere. Got it?”
You nodded, feeling the first real smile of the day tug at your lips. Katsuki wasn’t always great with affection, but when he did show it, it was overwhelming in the best way. He kissed the top of your head again, lingering this time, his breath warm against your skin.
For a long time, you stayed like that — tangled together on the couch, the world outside fading away. His fingers continued to trace gentle circles on your back, and eventually, his hand found yours, lacing your fingers together.
After what felt like hours, he finally spoke again, his voice low and filled with that quiet determination he always had when he was looking out for you. “Tomorrow’s a new day,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple. “And if it’s shit again, I’ll be right here, makin’ you food and holdin’ you like this. Every damn time.”
You turned your head slightly, just enough to press your lips against his jaw. “Thank you,” you whispered.
He grunted in response but squeezed your hand a little tighter. “I love you, dumbass. That’s what I’m here for.”
Your heart swelled at his words, and for the first time all day, the tightness in your chest completely melted away. You kissed him softly, and this time, he kissed you back with the kind of tenderness that always caught you off guard. His lips were warm and firm, but there was a softness in the way he moved, like he was trying to tell you everything he couldn’t say out loud.
When you pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours in the quiet space between you. “Get some sleep,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down your spine. “I’m not goin’ anywhere.”
You nodded, feeling exhaustion start to pull you under. Katsuki shifted, pulling you down so that you were lying against his chest, his arms still wrapped protectively around you. He kissed the top of your head one more time before settling in, his heartbeat steady beneath your ear.
And for the first time all day, you felt like everything was going to be okay.
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Looking for a Bakugou x reader fic
it’s a oneshot that I think I originally read on Ao3. Class 1-A is assigned to guard a fancy event, but Y/n isn’t with them. When they get there, Bakugou sees y/n in a fancy dress because she was invited to the event. They eventually dance together. Overall pretty fluffy, not much beyond that
Lmk if you know what it is!
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Too many beds
Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss
Really nice guy who hates only you
Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class
Divorce of convenience
Too much communication
True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)
Dating your enemy’s sibling
Lovers to enemies
Hate at first sight
Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead
Fake amnesia
Soulmates who are fated to kill each other
Strangers to enemies
Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating
Too hot to cuddle
Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground
Nursing home au