I happily take writing requests! Either NSFW or implied NSFW. Please know though I def have my preferences when it comes to character dynamics and kinks though. Requests take me typically 3-7 days but may be longer depending on my schedule (please be patient <3 :3)
Will write:
- Any character (preferably male tho tbh) x masc!reader
- Most Character x Character [favs ships being: Bakukiri, BakuDeku, Tododeku/Dekutodo, BakuTodo, Kirideku, Bakushin, Shindeku, Seroroki, and like any poly pairing lol]
- Most kinks [though if I'm uncomfortable I will decline/ignore] [Favs being: size difference, overstimulation, praise, soft degration, light pet play, marking/biting]
I have to admit it, puppy on puppy is so sexy to me actually like holy shit. Two pups being forced to fuck each other while their owners watch and jerk each other off aughhh. Them both complementing their mutts while they whine and drool over each other. They’re rutting against each other, holding back their complaints to please their handlers so they don’t get punished. They’re crying and drooling and making out messily at their owners request. Need to be a dumb puppy forced to top another pup despite the fact we’re both bottoms. Every thrust makes us both sob and we’re both staring at our owners for approval. They keep instructing me to go faster and the poor pup underneath me cums all over his stomach. He’s whining and crying and we’re both rewarded with our handlers cock as a treat for being so good.
Sorry I'm so behind on requests, chat. I've had some IRL stuff come up (breakup and a pretty severe chronic pain flare up) but I should hopefully get to a few Friday to Tuesday. I'm not ignoring your tasty ideas, I promise <3
Possessive as hell alpha Katsuki with a little harem of omega mates (Izuku, Shoto, Kirishima, and maybe even Denki) that he nips at like a dog does to their puppies and (lovingly) forces to stay in their nest during his rut
Mmm, tbh I think realistically Katsuki would've claimed them all over a spread out amount of time (Izuku when they were young, Kirishima in first year, Shoto in third, Denki as adults) but it's 10x funnier to imagine a semi-freshly presented alpha Katsuki early in his first year of UA who's just…immediately deciding he likes these omegas and they HAVE to be his. Aizawa just wakes up everyday to his most problem-child alpha student giving mating bites to every omega male he's close to and by the time Denki's bitten Aizawa has to tell Katsuki to keep his teeth to himself or he will be muzzled (Katsuki makes it clear he's done after the fourth…mostly. If Sero ever somehow got his subgender swapped to an omega he'd consider a fifth).
Katsuki is actually a pretty good mate though, he's a provider by instinct, he's possessive/protective, and he doesn't see his mates as weak just cause they're submissive. In fact, he likes his omegas strong (and the way it feeds his ego to bend them in half despite the layers and layers of muscle haha). He cares for them deeply, and will find time every damn morning to scent them or something for their nest to make sure they'll have a nice day. And if Denki or Kirishima are feeling insecure? He pulls them into his lap and reminds them he's their alpha and only picks the damn best omegas. If Izuku's overwhelmed? He presses the nerd's face into his scent gland and tells him to take deep breaths. If Shoto comes back to dorms smell like dread and his shitty alpha father? Katsuki is dragging that omega to his room and making Shoto nest there tonight till he's soothed and happy.
Possessive as hell alpha Katsuki with a little harem of omega mates (Izuku, Shoto, Kirishima, and maybe even Denki) that he nips at like a dog does to their puppies and (lovingly) forces to stay in their nest during his rut
I am such a fucking sucker for the trope of Kirishima thinking he's gonna top all up until his and Katsuki's first time. And before he can even try to be dominant Katsuki has him pinned down, whimpering, and humping his leg. Like, Kirishima folds like a damn deck of cards to that man and it's perfect <3
Quirk accident that swaps normal Katsuki with fantasy/barbarian!Katsuki who is absolutely obsessed with following Kirishima around. It's completely normal to barbarian!Katsuki, him and his dragon!Kirishima do everything together after all: bathe, sleep, patch up eachother's wounds, but normal Kirishima gets SOOO flustered over having a somehow even stronger, more rugged version of Katsuki all over him 24/7
Eventually, after seeing Kirishima blush for the 1000th time, barbarian!Katsuki "puts the pieces together" in his mind, dragging Kirishima into one of their rooms before starting to kiss the other man senseless. "Fuck- sorry baby, didn't realize it, you know I can be dense sometimes..." barbarian!Katsuki would murmur between sweet, claiming kisses. It confuses the hell out of Kirishima, but before he can ask anything, barbarian!Katsuki whispers the explanation himself, "You're in heat, aren't you? Middle of your mating season? And gods- your dumbass version of me hasn't even marked you. Probably so needy..." The words make Kirishima absolutely melt, cause they're visceral, carnal, in a way that make Kirishima's everything burn in need. He's not in heat of course, he's just a normal human, but fuck barbarian!Katsuki's words and touch make him feel like a needy animal. And as Kirishima wraps his arms around barbarian!Katsuki, the blonde just shushes him softly, "Don't worry, baby. I'll claim you, I'll breed you, hopefully show your Katsuki how to do it properly when he gets back..."
Summary: A gentle, domestic morning between Katsuki and Izuku, with Katsuki thinking of no better way to spend it then spoiling his lovely boyfriend after a long, stressful week of teaching.
Contains: Implied!NSFW, post timeskip, size difference, praise, light pet play, whipped as hell Katsuki, domestic fluff <3
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Katsuki had always been a morning person. Back in school early mornings meant training sessions before anyone else was in the gym, time to clear his head and develop his moves without other people there to bother him, a bit of solidarity despite the fact the world and people around him often irritated him endlessly. It was a piece of calm that allowed Katsuki to put his brain back in his own body, collect his thoughts, sew any fraying threads of his self-confidence back together before the day started.
Now though he was older, mind naturally a little clearer, a little less scared of those fraying threads and letting people seeing what laid underneath. Nowadays mornings held a very different, yet still nonetheless special, place in his heart.
Plates clicked and subtle sound of birds chirping outside filled kitchen, Katsuki stood in the middle of it all humming softly to himself, working away at breakfast like he did every morning. It was a quiet one, the air outside warm, and Katsuki was lost in mundanity of it all. It was peaceful in a way that probably would've made his younger self huff and pace impatiently, but right now it felt…perfect to him, serene even.
The silence of it all was only interrupted (though, not at all in a way Katsuki would complain about), as the soft sound of the bedroom door slipping opened echoed out though the apartment. It was a familiar little noise, one of Katsuki's favorites even, as it meant the best part of his morning was finally starting.
"You up finally, bunny? Was starting think you'd died last night under that mound of essay's you were grading." The blonde scoffed out playfully, not even bothering to look over his shoulder as quiet little footsteps padded behind him. He knew who it was, he knew who it always would be.
Two small arms threaded themselves carefully around Katsuki's waist, followed by sleepy little discontent sigh, as a familiar mound of green curls buried themselves between the base of Katsuki's shoulder blades. "It's their mid-term papers, told the kids I'd get them graded as soon as possible…" Izuku murmured out, voice warm and sleepy.
Katsuki simply huffed softly, shaking his head fondly. "They can wait a couple days, 'zu. I'm sure your kids would rather have their professor intact then a paper back a day early." The blonde murmured back softly. His hand then slipped down, turning the stove off before he let himself turn around to face the man behind him.
Despite how many years passed, how many morning's they spent together, how many days of Katsuki's life he'd gotten to see Izuku (which at this point he was lucky enough to say was most of them. To the point that a day without Izuku in it felt wrong, hollow even.), Katsuki would never get tired of seeing Izuku like this. The other man was still soft and warm from sleep, big green eye hazy and still squinted softly. His hair was askew and messy, leaving Katsuki's hands practically aching to reach up and gently move the sleep-tossed strands back into place. And god that outfit- a pair of love-worn shorts Izuku had had since high school (that of course, of course he still fit into) and a half-zipped up hoodie from the nerd's own merch line, one with a hood that had the same damn accents Izuku's mask did that made him look like he had bunny ears.
Fuck, Katsuki was weak to every damn part of it.
Without even thinking about it, one of Katsuki's hands found its way into Izuku's hair, threading calloused fingers through the fluffy strands as he pet them softly. Izuku let out a content sigh in response to the touch, humming softly and happily before gently leaning his head into it.
"Yeah, there you go. Good bunny, relax for me a little." Katsuki murmured, voice low and deep, sending a welcomed shiver down Izuku's spine. Their eyes were fixed on one another, sleepy green lost in warm red as the two of them simply melted together a little.
"Don't know how you're always up before me. Swear even when I set my alarm early you're still half way through making breakfast." Izuku hummed in a quiet tone, words not quite complaining, more so slightly annoyingly fond of Katsuki's perfect little routine.
The blonde simply rolled his eyes in response to the other man's words, pulling Izuku close so the other man's face rested against his chest as he continued to pet Izuku's hair softly. "Someone's gotta be up to make sure you're not rushing out the door with your tie undone." Katsuki teased softly, earning a soft, amused little huff from Izuku.
"Suppose that's true…"
The two men spent a quiet few moments like that then, Izuku tucked up against Katsuki's chest, the blonde softly petting him, as nothing but the quiet sound of their breathing interrupted them. It was so domestic and so familiar it made that quiet little question of "how he hell did I get here?" loop again and again in Katsuki's mind. He wasn't gonna take a second of this damn sweet bliss for granted though. Every second he had with Izuku: spoiling him, kissing him, tending to him like he was a pretty flower in a garden, was one Katsuki adored.
So gently, the blonde's hands slipped down to cup Izuku's face, tilting it up gently so those deep green eyes were looking up at him. Almost instinctively, Izuku nuzzled into the touch, half his face more or less buried in Katsuki's big, warm palm, as his gaze flickered up to meet the blonde's.
"Why don't you go get a shower, baby? Breakfast'll take a bit to finish up, so go take your time. You've earned it, bunny." Katsuki suggested gently. It would be almost impossible for the average person to imagine, really. A man as strong as, and with the calloused reputation of, a hero like Dynamight barely speaking above a whisper as he gushed over and doted on the man in arms, but after all this time it became almost…natural to treat Izuku like this.
Katsuki new Izuku was strong, he'd watched the other man demolish buildings to save people, break his own bones to prove his strength, fight through pure misery and make it on the other side with a smile. But after all of that, all of that time, all of the scars it had left Izuku's body with, all the stress and strain and self-sacrifice, Izuku had earned this. To just…be Katsuki's good boy, his bunny, his perfect little ball of freckles and sunshine Katsuki spent every damn hour thinking of.
Izuku nuzzled a little further into Katsuki's hand, like an eager cat wanting to be pet, before letting out a soft, lazy hum. "Mm, okay…" He mumbled, pressed a chaste kiss to Katsuki's palm before quietly adding, "Come get if I take too long, please?"
Katsuki simply ran his thumb along Izuku's cheek softly, touch tender and sweet, "You know I will, bun."
It wasn't long after, maybe an hour or so at most really (Katsuki wasn't all that good at keep track of time when it came to days like this. Sure, he was a strict man of routine when he had to be, he wrote his agency's schedules with stern hands, expected his heroes there sharp if not a little early, knew when everyone got there and when everyone left, but…here with Izuku time didn't matter. Here everything was soft, and gentle, and time just floated by, they could have lazy 'breakfast' at 3pm still swaddled up in their pajamas, or call it a night and lay in bed together before the sun went down. As long as it was just…them, them being happy and content, time didn't matter to Katsuki.), that Katsuki and Izuku were sat on the sofa, sides pressed together, forks scrapping their bowls as the shoveled remnants of eggs and rice into their mouths. The meal was warm and filling, the perfect accent to a lazy Saturday like this, and when Katsuki finished the last of it he let out a gruff yet content hum, putting his bowl down on the coffee table.
"Mm, not half bad for a quick weekend meal." The blonde mumbled lazily, eyes quickly trailing over towards Izuku who was still pushing the last morsels of rice and sauce into his mouth. Katsuki let out a soft huff in response to the sight, reaching a hand out just so the pad of his thumb could wipe a stray drop of sauce off the other man's freckled cheek. "You're a messy eater, bun."
The little action made Izuku roll his eyes softly, though a subtle pink flush crawled across his cheeks. And damn, was Katsuki nothing but delighted at the little reminder he was still able to make Izuku blush after all this time.
"Shush, I'm just enjoying Kacchan's cooking..!"
Katsuki simply shook his head softly at the other man's weak little defense, though he knew Izuku's words were true. The other man never passed up an opportunity to gush over or praise Katsuki, whether it was the blonde's cooking, hero abilities, or anything in-between. Katsuki loved being the center of Izuku's adoration of course, though it did nothing but leave the blonde with the visceral craving to love the other man back even harder.
Noticing Izuku's now empty bowl, Katsuki gently reached his hands out, grabbing the dish to stack it neatly with his own before pulling Izuku into his lap without a second thought. It was a spot Izuku more or less defaulted to taking up nowadays, as the two of them would never pass up an opportunity to be more or less attached at the hip, but still Katsuki relished in the simple fact of how damn perfect the two of them slotted together. His broad arms wrapped around Izuku's thin waist, Izuku's thighs on top of his, and Izuku just damn short enough to be tucked under Katsuki's chin- it was like they were puzzles pieces meant to click together, like Katsuki was a shield meant to wrap around the other boy.
Katsuki let his chin fall to rest on Izuku's shoulder, the green haired man letting out a warm, happy hum as he shamelessly leaned back into Katsuki's touch, cuddly as could be.
"Mmm, you all done with your breakfast, 'zu?" Katsuki asked, mostly just to make mindless conversation, but partially to make sure Izuku still wasn't hungry. When he earned a lazy nod in response, the blonde smiled proudly, a hand moving up to stroke Izuku's head again.
"That's good. Proud of you for making sure you ate a full meal, bunny. You know I love it when you take care of yourself." Katsuki praised gently. Almost immediately, Izuku melted in response to the words, eyes falling shut naturally as pressed even further back into Katsuki's seemingly never-ending warmth. The blonde didn't mind at all, this is what he was practically made to do after all, spoil Izuku, praise him, cherish the other man till he was a melted pile of joy in Katsuki's arms, happy, loved, and taken care of.
So, shamelessly, Katsuki kept going.
"You've been such a good boy for me lately, haven't you, 'zuku?" Katsuki added. His voice wasn't heated or heavy, still just warm and comfortable, like he truly was just wanting to remind Izuku he was proud of him (which of damn course the blonde was).
Katsuki's hand them moved from where it was twirling Izuku's curls beneath his finger tips, instead cupping Izuku's jaw and scratching softly and lovingly beneath the other man's chin. "Such a good teacher, such a good hero, and such, such a fucking good bunny for me here a home. You can just do it all, can't you, love?"
The praise seemed to be more of less turning Izuku's mind off as the other man could barely respond at this point. All he could do was smile, let out happy little hums and whines, and sometimes squeeze the hand Katsuki had down by his waist with his own. Izuku was…a mess to say the least, but a happy little mess, an entranced little thing beneath Katsuki's control, a-
A bunny.
Katsuki's cute little spoiled, beloved bunny.
Happy and mindless, Izuku pressed his face into Katsuki's hand, finally squinting open his eyes just to look up at the blonde holding him with big, blown out pupils. That sight alone, of Izuku clearly blissed out and drunk on affection already, was enough to make Katsuki smile a little wider, instinctively pulling the other man a little closer to him as they leaned back against the couch.
"You want me to take you to our room, bun?" Katsuki whispered softly, a gentle suggestion to wrap Izuku up in a different kind of warmth and pleasure. Not all lazy, domestic days like this between them ended with them beneath their sheets, but sometimes, when Izuku got all hazy eyed and Katsuki got extra touchy as he whispered praise, it was almost impossible for them to end up anywhere else. And well…the both of them loved it, Katsuki loved knowing he was making Izuku feel that damn good, and Izuku loved having to think of nothing but Katsuki. Katsuki's warmth, Katsuki's hands, Katsuki's pride in him, the fact Katsuki was on top of him and making him feel good.
So, in response to that question, Izuku sat up a little, wrapping his arms around Katsuki's shoulders and nodding. "Mhm, our room please…"
Not needing to be told twice, Katsuki stood up, tucking Izuku against his chest as he cared the other man off towards their room.
