rosie🦩

i write sometimes 18

[heartsforkatsuki]

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୨ rosie, she/her, 18! ୧

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ill mostly be writing for MHA, JJK, and HAIKYUU. ill write others if asked!

rules!

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i'm a student!! if i don't respond to asks/dms quick, pls be patient!

i speak english and spanish fluently, and am currently learning french!

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[heartsforkatsuki]

hello oomfs

im cryinf i came back to tumble since 3 months hiatus to almost 800 followed??? tysm guys i love u

[heartsforkatsuki]

hi guys

so actually i cant write rn.. if u couldnt.. tell............. so. ill be back for day 28 kinktober!!!

[heartsforkatsuki]

sensitive ｡°✩i. midoriya

kinktober day 22/23 - overstimulation and teasing

in the dimly lit room, the air thick with anticipation, you watched as izuku midoriya, his usually confident demeanor replaced by a mix of desperation and desire, lay before you. his eyes, normally filled with determination, were now glazed with a desperate need for release.

"you're so close, aren't you?" you teased, your voice a low, sultry whisper. "but i want to see you beg."

izuku's breath hitched, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "p-please," he stammered, his voice cracking. "i can't take it anymore."

you smirked, your hand moving slowly, deliberately, over his sensitive skin. "can't take what, izuku? tell me what you want."

his eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping his lips. "i want to cum. please, let me cum."

you chuckled, your touch light and teasing. "not yet, my dear. we're just getting started."

with each stroke, you edged him closer, your touch precise and unrelenting. izuku's body arched, his muscles tensing as he struggled to hold back. "please," he begged, his voice a ragged whisper. "i can't… i can't take it anymore."

just as he reached the brink, you paused, your hand stilling. "not yet," you murmured, your breath hot against his ear. "i want to see you squirm."

izuku's body shuddered, his eyes filling with tears of frustration and need. "please," he sobbed, his voice broken. "i need it. i need you."

only then did you allow him the release he so desperately sought, your hand moving with a rhythm that pushed him over the edge. as he cried out, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm, you continued to stroke him, your touch gentle yet insistent.

his sensitivity heightened, izuku's body jerked with each touch, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "too much," he cried, his voice hoarse with emotion. "it's too much."

but you didn't stop, your touch light and teasing, drawing out his pleasure until he was a trembling, sobbing mess beneath you. only then did you finally relent, your hand stilling as you leaned down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss.

izuku's body was slick with sweat, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. you could see the mess you had made of him, his release glistening on his skin, a testament to the intensity of his pleasure.

"you're so beautiful like this," you murmured, your fingers tracing lazy patterns on his sensitive skin. "so vulnerable and needy."

izuku's eyes fluttered open, his gaze meeting yours with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "i… i can't believe i let you do that to me," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

you smirked, your touch moving lower, teasing the sensitive tip of his spent cock. "but you did," you reminded him, your voice a low purr. "and you loved every second of it."

izuku's body jerked, a soft whimper escaping his lips as you continued to tease him, drawing out his pleasure until he was a quivering, sobbing mess once more. only then did you finally allow him to rest, your body pressing against his as you held him close, your lips capturing his in a deep, passionate kiss.

as you continued to tease and torment him, you could feel his body responding, his cock twitching and hardening despite the overwhelming sensitivity. you leaned down, your breath hot against his ear. "you're so sensitive now, aren't you?" you murmured, your voice a low purr. "every touch, every stroke, it's all too much."

izuku's body jerked, a soft whimper escaping his lips as you continued to tease him, drawing out his pleasure until he was a quivering, sobbing mess once more. "please," he begged, his voice hoarse with emotion. "i can't take it anymore."

you smirked, your touch moving lower, teasing the sensitive tip of his cock. "but you will," you reminded him, your voice a low purr. "you'll take everything i give you, and you'll love every second of it."

izuku's body jerked, a soft whimper escaping his lips as you continued to tease him, drawing out his pleasure until he was a quivering, sobbing mess once more. only then did you finally allow him to rest, your body pressing against his as you held him close, your lips capturing his in a deep, passionate kiss.

[heartsforkatsuki]

nobody else ｡°✩ k.bakugo

kinktober day 21 - face fucking

this might b my favorite one yet.. also im sorry for reusing my banners BUT I CANT FIND ANY OTHER GOOD ONES

pairing ; prohero!katsuki x sidekick!reader

the cool night air nipped at your skin as you stood in the shadowy alley, your heart racing with anticipation. dynamight's strong arms wrapped around you from behind, pulling you flush against his hard body. his breath was hot on your ear as he growled,

"you know you're mine, right? no one else gets to use that pretty little face of yours."

you shivered, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through your veins.

"yes, dynamight," you whispered, your voice barely audible.

his hands roamed your body, rough and demanding, as he spun you around to face him. his lips crashed onto yours, hungry and possessive. you melted into him, your hands gripping his jacket for support.

dynamight's fingers tangled in your hair, tilting your head back as he trailed kisses down your neck.

"i want to see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock," he murmured, his voice low and dangerous.

"but first, i need to remind you who you belong to."

he pushed you gently against the wall, his hand moving to your chin, forcing your mouth open. you parted your lips, ready and willing. dynamight unzipped his pants, freeing his already hard cock. he didn't waste any time, pushing into your mouth with a rough thrust.

you gagged slightly, your eyes watering, but you took him deeper, wanting to please him. dynamight's hips moved in a relentless rhythm, his grip on your hair tightening as he fucked your face with abandon.

"fuck, you feel so good,"

he groaned, his voice strained. "no one else gets to have this. you're mine, understand?"

you moaned around him, the vibrations making him curse under his breath. you nodded, your hands gripping his thighs for support as he used your mouth for his pleasure.

dynamight's breathing grew ragged, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

"i'm close, baby. take it all," he grunted, his cock hitting the back of your throat.

you did, swallowing around him as he came with a roar, his body shaking with the force of his release. he pulled out slowly, his cock still semi-hard, and you licked your lips, savoring his taste.

dynamight leaned in, kissing you gently this time, his thumb brushing away a tear from your cheek.

"you're so fucking perfect," he murmured, his voice soft. "now, let's get back to patrol. and remember, you're mine. no one else gets to touch you like this."

you smiled, your body already aching for more, ready to follow him back into the night.

[heartsforkatsuki]

to that fuckass anon its not your fucking business what people like on tumblr lfmao😭😭 r u that unemployed that u care about stuff like that

exactlt … ty for stalking n beinf a fan that u notice what i like tho.. i appreciate the engagement….

[heartsforkatsuki]

Ur gross. Why do u like ed stuff?

someone get this anonymous dork off my page

[heartsforkatsuki]

all five ｡°✩ t. shigaraki

kinktober day 20 - choking

cw; choking ofc, threats (none serious)

the pitch-black motel room was illuminated only by the faint glow of city lights creeping through the cracked curtains. tomura shigaraki, his eyes reflecting the distant neon signs, had you pinned against the wall. his strong hands gripped your throat, not too tightly, but enough to make you gasp for air. you could feel his heart racing against your chest, his breath hot on your neck.

"shh," he whispered, his voice a low growl. "you're making too much noise, love."

you tried to respond, but his grip tightened slightly, silencing you. he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "i might have to use all five fingers if you don't quiet down," he teased, his voice laced with a dangerous playfulness. "and you know what that means, right?"

you shivered, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through your veins. you knew he wouldn't actually hurt you, but the threat added an intensity to the moment that left you breathless.

tomura's other hand trailed down your body, his touch both gentle and demanding. he pulled you closer, his hips pressing against yours. you could feel his hardness, a promise of what was to come. he nipped at your earlobe, his teeth grazing your skin.

"tomura," you managed to whisper, your voice hoarse from his grip.

he chuckled, a low, dangerous sound. "that's it, say my name. but remember, quiet now, or i'll have to teach you a lesson."

with that, he released your throat, only to grip your hips and lift you up. you wrapped your legs around him, feeling his length press against your core. he thrust into you, hard and fast, his movements fueled by a primal need.

you bit your lip, trying to suppress your moans, but it was impossible. each thrust sent waves of pleasure through your body, and you found yourself gasping, your breath coming in short, sharp bursts.

tomura's grip on your hips tightened, his fingers digging into your flesh. he leaned in, his lips capturing yours in a fierce, passionate kiss. you could taste the danger on his lips, the promise of more.

as he moved inside you, his pace quickened, his breaths growing ragged. you could feel the tension building, the pressure of his body against yours pushing you closer to the edge.

"tomura," you whispered again, your voice barely audible.

he growled in response, his grip on your hips almost bruising. "i know, i know. just a little longer, love."

and with that, he thrust deeper, his body tensing as he reached his peak. you followed soon after, your body convulsing with pleasure, your mind lost in a haze of ecstasy.

as the intensity faded, tomura gently lowered you to the ground, his arms wrapping around you protectively. he kissed your forehead, his touch soft and gentle, a stark contrast to the passion that had just consumed them both.

"see? i didn't need to use all five fingers," he teased, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

you smiled, leaning into his embrace, knowing that this was just the beginning of their intense, passionate journey together.

[xolunee]

Strike A Pose

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: ProHero!Bakugou x Model!reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You, a rising model lands a major opportunity with Vogue for their annual cover and fashion campaign. As you continue to navigates the industry, you finds herself working with ProHero Bakugou, leading to an unexpected mix of attraction, tension, and romance.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.4k

You had been modeling for four years. Still seen as “new” in the business, but your name was rising fast. You were getting noticed through runway shows, magazine spreads, and interviews. When your agent told you that Vogue wanted you for their annual cover and fashion collection campaign, it felt like all your hard work was paying off.

Later that afternoon, you sat in a café with your best friend, [friend’s name], still buzzing from the news. The smell of the warm pastries filled the air as you scrolled through your messages. Then a new notification popped up from your agent.

“Wait… what?” you muttered.

Your friend leaned over your shoulder. “What happened? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

You turned your phone toward her. “Remember that Vogue shoot I mentioned?”

“Yeah, the one where you work with cute heroes?” she teased, grinning.

You laughed. “Well, apparently, I’ve been paired with Dynamight.”

Her jaw dropped. “SHUT UP! You’re kidding!” She grabbed your hands, shaking them excitedly. “Oh my god, Y/N! That’s huge!”

You smiled shyly. “I know, but… I’m nervous. This is such a big deal for my career. I don’t want to mess it up.”

Your friend huffed and tilted your chin up. “Y/N, stop. You’re the hardest-working person I know. You’ve been killing every job lately. You’ve got this.”

You couldn’t help but smile at her confidence in you.

“And come on,” she added, smirking. “You get to work with a hot hero. Maybe you two will spark some chemistry… if you know what I mean.”

You laughed and rolled your eyes. “Oh, shut up.”

Meanwhile, across the city, Katsuki Bakugou sat in his agency’s lounge, looking like someone had sentenced him to community service.

Kirishima clapped him on the back. “Dude, you’re going to be on the cover of Vogue! You should be excited!”

“Tch,” Bakugou grumbled. “This is stupid. Can’t believe I got roped into this.”

“C’mon, man,” Denki said, grinning. “It’s a big deal! You’ll gain popularity and meet cute models!”

Mina and Sero groaned in unison. “Moron,” they muttered at Denki.

“Everyone shut up!” Bakugou barked, running a hand through his hair. “None of you idiots are helping.”

Kirishima leaned forward, resting an elbow on his knee. “Look, bro. You might not have a choice, but think about it. This could show people another side of you. You’re not just the angry guy with explosions. Show them you’ve got range.”

Bakugou glared for a moment before exhaling through his nose. “Whatever.”

The next day, you arrived at the studio early. Nerves fluttered in your chest as stylists buzzed around, prepping lights and fabrics. You spotted him immediately—spiky blond hair, sharp eyes, and an aura that made everyone else instinctively move aside.

Taking a deep breath, you approached him. “Hi, I’m Y/N. It’s a pleasure to work with you,” you said with a polite bow.

He glanced at you, unimpressed. “Yeah, nice to meet you.”

You blinked, taken aback by his bluntness. You had seen his fiery attitude on TV before, but in person, it hit differently.

Trying to fill the awkward silence, you said, “So… are you excited for the shoot? I was a bit shocked when they told me you’d be doing this too.”

He gave you a sideways look. “Tch. I don’t care about this crap. My manager and friends think it’s a good PR move; that’s all.”

You let out a nervous laugh. Great. This was going to be fun.

A few minutes later, the crew ushered you both toward the set. You changed into a sleek black leotard paired with tights and tall boots while Bakugou appeared shirtless in black slacks—his usual mix of confidence and danger.

The photographer called out poses. You stepped close, one arm brushing his chest while his hands rested around your waist. His palms were warm, rough, steady. For a moment, your heartbeat drowned out everything else.

As the shoot continued, something shifted. The tension eased. He started to relax, you loosened up, and your poses flowed naturally. When you leaned in and met his eyes, the flash of the camera seemed to fade away. His gaze held yours—steady, focused, and unexpectedly soft.

You didn’t know what to make of that.

When the photographer finally called it a wrap, you both stepped apart, exhaling in sync. You changed into your regular clothes, hesitating outside Bakugou’s dressing room before knocking.

“Who is it?” his muffled voice called.

“It’s Y/N,” you replied.

“What do you want?”

You rolled your eyes. “Open the door and I’ll tell you.”

The door swung open, and he glared down at you. “Oi. What?”

You crossed your arms. “I was wondering if you wanted to grab lunch or something. You haven’t eaten all day.”

“Tch. I appreciate the gesture, but I’m good.” He started to close the door, but you stopped it with your hand.

“Seriously? What’s your deal?” you snapped. “I’m trying to make this less awkward, and you act like it’s torture to hang out for one meal.”

Bakugou looked away, jaw tightening.

“Whatever,” he muttered. “I’ll go. Just quit whining.”

You sighed but smiled a little. “Great. I’ll text you the address.”

Two hours later, you sat across from each other at a cozy café. The air smelled like coffee and sugar, and sunlight poured through the windows.

He was still in his hero hoodie, hood down, hair tousled. You tried not to stare, but it was hard.

“Thanks for coming,” you said, stirring your drink. “I wasn’t sure you’d actually show up.”

He smirked faintly. “You sounded annoying enough that I figured you’d keep nagging until I did.”

You laughed. “You’re not wrong.”

For a while, you talked about work, the chaos of the shoot, and even the media pressure he usually hated. He was less harsh when he spoke like this. Just honest.

At some point, your knee brushed his under the table, and neither of you moved away.

When you finished your drinks, you hesitated. “Hey… if you’re not busy, we could hang out at my place. It’s close, and I owe you real food. My cooking’s not great, but I promise not to poison you.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You sure that’s safe for me?”

You smiled. “Guess you’ll have to risk it, hero.”

He gave a small, amused snort. “Fine. Lead the way.”

The walk to your apartment was quiet but comfortable. When you unlocked the door, the tension between you felt thick and buzzing.

He stood close behind you, his breath brushing your neck. “You really gonna make me dinner?” he asked, voice low.

You turned, heart racing. “Maybe later.”

His eyes flicked from your mouth to your eyes, and before you could overthink it, he leaned down and kissed you. It was firm, unhurried, but full of heat. The room filled with sounds of your lips smacking. your spit connecting with his as your tongue runs across his bottom lip. His grip tighten on your waist, heat crawling up his neck. this was a much more passionate kiss than before. your heart was pounding as you continued with the deep sensual make-out.

you started rocking back against his bulge feeling it grow bigger between your legs. your heart was pounding as you pressed down, but bakugou pulled away briefly as a deep husky groan escaped his lips.

You grinned softly. “Guess we’ve got chemistry after all.”

“Tch. Don’t get cocky,” he muttered, but the faint smirk on his lips gave him away.

Weeks later, your Vogue cover hit the stands. The photo of you and Dynamight—him in all his sharp-edged glory, you bold and confident at his side—went viral instantly.

You gained a surge of recognition, more offers, and multiple interview requests. During one of them, the host leaned forward with a sly grin.

“So, Y/N,” they began, “you worked closely with Pro Hero Dynamight. Be honest—was there any attraction?”

You smiled, trying to play it cool. “I mean, who wouldn’t be attracted to him? He’s strong, hardworking, and definitely not as mean as everyone thinks.” You paused, teasing. “But yeah… he’s hot.”

The interviewer laughed. “Fair enough!”

You didn’t think much of it afterward—until your phone exploded with notifications. Clips from the interview were trending everywhere, with headlines blaring your quote.

Meanwhile, Bakugou’s phone blew up too. He scowled at the screen, scrolling through articles—then smirked.

A few minutes later, your phone rang. You answered instantly.

“Hey,” you said, smiling.

“Just saw your interview,” his rough voice came through the line, low and amused. “Guess you had a lot to say about me.”

You bit your lip. “Yeah? What do you think?”

“I think we should meet up and talk about this attraction over dinner,” he said, his tone teasing.

Your cheeks warmed. “Let’s do it.”

A few days later, reporters cornered him after a mission.

“Dynamight! What do you think about Y/N finding you attractive?”

Bakugou smirked, his tone cool and confident. “I think she’s gorgeous herself,” he said. “And I plan on taking her out again.”

[heartsforkatsuki]

600 FOLLOWERS!

HI GUYS! it’s so early in the morning but i wanted to thank u guys for all the support n love i’ve gotten since starting this blog. you guys put up with my breaks , short fics , and missed dates, and still manage to support me thru and thru. 600 is a small number, but i can’t wait to make it bigger. thank you guys!!🩷

[heartsforkatsuki]

please ｡°✩i. midoriya

kinktober day 19 - begging

morning light filtered through the curtains like liquid gold, painting gentle shadows across the room. izuku hovered above you, his frame trembling with barely-contained energy , that familiar tension that always seemed to coil between you like a living thing. his curls fell across his forehead in wild disarray, cheeks flushed with that particular shade of pink that meant he was fighting between what he wanted and what he needed.

"y/n," his voice cracked, barely above a whisper. "just… five more minutes. that's all i'm asking."

your fingers found his temple, brushing back those stubborn curls. "you've got that heroics presentation today. the one you've been rehearsing for weeks."

"I know, i just—" his breath hitched as your thumb traced the shell of his ear, that spot that always made his eyes flutter closed. "can't think when you're looking at me like that."

the space between you felt electric, charged with all the mornings you'd spent like this , him trying to memorize the way you tasted like coffee and possibilities, you trying to memorize the way morning light turned his freckles into constellations.

a sob escaped him, a raw and unfiltered sound that shook his body. "please, y/n, i can't concentrate on anything else. just let me find release, and i'll do whatever you ask," he pleaded, his fingers digging into your skin, desperate for relief. you stayed silent, letting the tension build, watching as his body trembled with anticipation. the vibrator, a mere whisper against his skin, was a tease that promised more.

"okay, baby, i won't leave you like this," you finally said, your voice soft and reassuring. you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead, feeling the shiver that ran through him at the contact. your hand brushed against his thigh, and with a single touch, he was undone, his body arching forward as he gasped, his eyes fluttering closed.

"izuku!" you cried out, your hand grabbing his chin and turning his face to meet yours, seeing the sheer satisfaction in his eyes. his head lulled to the side, aftershocks still coursing through his body, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"thank you…" he murmured, his voice barely a whisper, his body relaxing against yours.

[heartsforkatsuki]

let go ｡°✩ k. bakugo

kinktober - day 18 - rewards

in the dimly lit room, the air thick with tension, you knelt before katsuki bakugo, your heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. his eyes, sharp and intense, were fixed on you, watching your every move.

"good girl,"

he murmured, his voice a low, commanding tone.

"show me how well you can do this."

his fingers tangled in your hair, guiding you closer. you leaned in, your breath hitching as you began to pleasure him, your movements slow and deliberate.

katsuki's grip tightened, his breaths growing ragged.

"that's it,"

he encouraged, his voice a mix of praise and command.

"you're doing so well. keep going."

your efforts were met with a low groan of approval from him, his body tensing beneath your touch. suddenly, he pulled you up, his lips crashing onto yours in a fierce, demanding kiss. it was a reward, a promise, and a claim all at once.

as you pulled away, breathless and flushed, katsuki's eyes held a spark of satisfaction.

"good girl,"

he repeated, his thumb brushing gently against your cheek.

"you've earned your reward."

he led you to the bed, his movements confident and sure. you lay back, your heart still racing, as he positioned himself above you. his eyes never left yours, a silent promise of more.

"i'm proud of you,"

he whispered, his voice softer than before, but no less intense. his lips found yours again, this time slower, more sensual. you melted into the kiss, your body responding to his touch.

katsuki's hands roamed your body, exploring every curve, every line. you gasped as his fingers found your most sensitive spots, his touch both gentle and demanding. he knew exactly how to play you, how to make you writhe beneath him.

"you're so responsive,"

he murmured, his voice a low growl.

"i love seeing you like this."

his lips trailed down your neck, his teeth grazing your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

you arched into his touch, your body begging for more. katsuki obliged, his fingers and lips working in tandem to drive you wild. you could feel the pleasure building, your body tensing as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.

"that's it, good girl,"

he encouraged, his voice a low, commanding whisper.

"let go for me."

and with a final, skillful touch, you did, your body shuddering with release.

katsuki held you close, his arms wrapping around you as you came down from your high. you could feel his heart beating against your chest, steady and strong. you knew, in that moment, that you were his, completely and utterly.

"you've done so well,"

he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear.

"i'm going to take such good care of you."

and with that promise, you drifted off to sleep, safe and satisfied in his arms.

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[heartsforkatsuki]

zap ｡°✩ d. kaminari

kinktober day 17 - dacryphilia

in the soft glow of the bedroom, you're lying on the bed, heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. kaminari's fingers are all over you, tracing playful patterns on your skin, making you shiver. he leans in close, his breath hot on your cheek, and whispers,

"i love seeing you like this, all flushed and vulnerable."

"chill out,"

kaminari whispers, his voice low and playful.

"let's see how much fun we can have, yeah?"

his touch is teasing, exploring every inch of you. you gasp when his teeth graze your neck, the sting mixing with the softness of his lips.

your body can't help but arch towards him, wanting more. kaminari's eyes are sparkling with mischief and desire as he watches you, clearly loving the control he has.

"you're doing awesome,"

he murmurs, his breath hot on your ear.

"and i love your tears, they're so beautiful."

as his fingers move with a skillful, playful rhythm, you feel a rush of pleasure, your body slick and responsive. tears stream down your face, and kaminari catches them with his fingertips, bringing them to his lips. he savors the taste, his eyes never leaving yours. kaminari's tongue finds yours, his kiss deep and demanding, a dance of dominance and submission. the electric zaps beneath your skin make you shudder, each touch a game of pleasure and pain, a dance only kaminari can lead.

@heartsforkatsuki all rights reserved. do not cross-post, translate, copy in any way, etc.

[heartsforkatsuki]

I LOVE UR WRITING, CAN YOU DO

OVERSTIMULATION WITH IZUKU MAYBE 😥

oh hell yeah….

[heartsforkatsuki]

not for a dog ｡°✩dabi.

KINKTOBER DAY 16- COLLAR

cw; degrading ahh name he calls reader

you never really minded collars, despite what anyone who’s ever asked about it might have liked to believe.

you hadn't tried it, of course. far too closed-off with any other partners to even attempt it.

though, you had thought about it.

you like the idea, don’t you?

ha!

you idled, scanning the isles for dabi.

you spotted him looking at some leather collars, all with a sleek, shining leash to pair.

you'd already talked about pets. ugh.

“which one do you like most, dear?” dabi asked when you approached.

“I thought we decided against pets, for now,” you said, lifting an eyebrow as you shifted your weight onto your left foot. “do you want to get a dog now?"

“oh, no, i haven’t changed my mind about that,” he chuckled. “but it’s not for a dog, darling.”

you glared at him.

"it's for my pretty little slut."

[heartsforkatsuki]

why r ur katsuki fics for kinktober so short🫩🥀

🙂 i have college and competitions, i have a lot of other things to do and focus on and i can’t write as often or as lengthy as i’d like to anymore. i have quite a lot of katsuki fics, and the majority are long. whenever i post a shorter fic i usually put a little apology under the title , because you guys reslly have to understand that my personal life gets in the way of my blog sometimes 😭 , i truly do apologize for the short fics but i’m trying my best to make them as lengthy as i can. there’s other katsuki fics thst r longer on my profile u can read

[heartsforkatsuki]

stay ｡°✩ k. bakugo

KINKTOBER DAY 15 - UNIFORM

imagine

proherohusband!katsuki

lacing his boots at the door of your apartment.

those toned shoulders and those sexy back muscles flexing as you stare.

and all you can do is press your legs together in desperation.

"kats.."

he sighs, sweetly.

"yes, sweets."

"could you stay.."

"we gotta pay the bills sweetheart."

he turns his head to you, only making you wetter.

god, why'd he have to be so fine.

"pleaaaase?"

"baby, i work so you can stay at home like the royal treatment you deserve."

AND he speaks to you like that?! okay enough.

you walk over as he stands, turning to face you.

"but..."

you grab his utility belt, pulling his crotch towards yours.

"we could have sooo much fun.."

"... alright."