MOVED Just a Bakugou Simp

MOVED avania on ao3 - bnha blog - requests open - blog is not spoiler free but my works are - following as the-scarletsoldier because tumblr wont let me change the primary blog -_-

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moving

moving because tumblr wont let me change my primary blog and i want to put my old primary blog (marvel and gaming related) behind so i can focus on bnha and be more active with people

new blog: https://justabakusimp.tumblr.com/

[shig-a-shig-ah]

Shigaraki stared death in the face and said ‘fuck you I’m not done’ and literally survived on pure spite. Our boy is metal as fuck.

[lovekyoutani-deactivated2021111]

Tamaki, Shoji, Sero and Monoma getting showered with kisses

Request: I saw that requests are open? Of you write when Ojiro, Shoji, Sero and Neito get completely attacked with kisses when they have some alone time, or just in general? Feel free to ignore! @bmo-chillis

Note: idk how to write for ojiro so i made it tamaki instead i hope that’s okay

⤑ requests are open! masterlist || taglist || ko-fi

neito monoma.

tries to pretend like he’s unaffected

but we all see that light pink tint on his cheeks

he’ll definitely tease you about it

“Kissing me again, huh? I must really be amazingly handsome and irresistible.”

might even make it seem like you covering his face in kisses is bugging him

but he loves the attention you’re giving him

he’ll just have a cocky but satisfied smile on his face

if you randomly stop he will be pouty

showering him with affection is one of the only ways to make him all soft

he’ll definitely be cuddly afterwards and will literally lock his arms around you so you can’t leave

mezo shoji.

baby boy is insecure and touch starved

he’d one of the sweetest guys you’ll ever meet

all you wanted to do was to make him feel loved and appreciated

he usually wears his mask because he doesn’t wanna scare people with how he looks

so if you somehow convince him to take it off

just pepper his face with kisses

he’s so touched at the fact that you’re not scared of him and he’ll have a dark blush covering his face

he doesn’t say much so he’ll settle with giving you a small smile and a thank you

he’ll pull you into his lap, wrap his arms around you and rest his forehead against yours

you don’t need words to know how much he loves you

tamaki amajiki.

the only time you’re ever gonna get to do this is when you’re alone

any other time and he will be a mess

as soon as you cup his face in he’ll blush and start avoid eye contact

and when you start covering his face in kisses it’ll make him even more embarrassed

but he’ll happily accept your affection

will be a little confused on why you just started doing that

give him a cute answer like “I just wanted to show you how much I love you, baby.”

he’ll gather up all his confidence and kiss you back as well

tells you that he’s returning your love and making sure you know how much he loves you

as soon as the moments iver though he’ll probably realize what he did and just shove his face into a wall

sero hanta.

he’s already a very touchy person

so he will not have any complaints if you did this to him

in fact, he’ll probably pull you closer and tell you to do it more

he’ll have a dopey smile and a lovesick expression on his face

it makes him feel happy and turns him into a huge sap

ends up saying something corny or romantic in the moment

“I don’t know what I did to deserve someone like you but I’m never letting you go.”

he’s always been scared of losing you since he’s such a bland and boring guy

just reassure him that he’s perfect

hearing you say that with such a sincere expression makes him fall i. love with you all over again

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[moved-justabakusimp]

Can we get some Vlad king nsfw?

Hi! Yes, I'll add it to my queue! You can check it on ao3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27658058/chapters/67678742 

I'll post it on tumblr as well, when it's done! Also, since it's not specified, I'm going with F!Reader, probably a fellow teacher. If you want to change gender or add any specific tags, just let me know!

[kirbaku-crap]

kiri: i love you

baku: i love me too- i mean your the light of my life....?

kiri: good enough

[just-incorrect-bnha]

Kirishima: How are you sleeping?

Bakugou: Like a baby.

Bakugou: Every two hours I wake up screaming.

[moved-justabakusimp]

Shigaraki x F!Reader - Silk

(request for boku-no-iron (you_stole_my_crush) (ao3)

Prompt: “Hi! Can I please have some soft(but not a lot) Shiggyxf!reader? I keep thinking of this idea where they can never really get intimate because he’s scared of turning them into dust and always end up upset because he feels like he can’t give them all a relationship ‘supposedly’ should. So like, maybe the reader just proposes tying his wrists so he can’t use his hands or something? All consensual and nice and yay. Maybe? Pretty, please?Thanks!”

Tags: Bondage (Shiggy receiving), riding, sex guru Dabi strikes again

Word length: 1 624

Ao3: HERE - crossposted, you can find other works there

You paid no attention to the movie, instead choosing to focus on your boyfriend sitting next to you. Tomura had put away all his hands but his face was still covered by his pale blue hair. Suppressing the urge to tuck the stray hair behind his ear, you opt to rest your head on his shoulder, shifting closer to him.

Shigaraki tensed for a moment, before his guard went down with a soft exhale. Looking down at you, snuggled to his side, a small smile appeared on his scarred lips. Reaching behind you to put an arm around your shoulders, his breath and movement stop. The tension had settled back, down to his bones, and his face had stained with a grimace.

He was so close to feeling your skin, brushing circles on it. There were little things that he wanted more (besides his personal goals as the villain leader) and being denied it because of his own power left a bitter taste in his mouth. Clicking tongue, he settles his arm on the sofa backrest and turns his gaze to the screen, completely ignoring it.

It wasn’t the first time this had happened, no. You both have already lost count how many times his fingers were close enough to almost caress your skin, and how many times Tomura’s hands reached back, wrapped in a fist, nails digging into his skin. You longed for the touch and even tried semi-cropped gloves at the beginning of your relationship, but it was making his skin uncomfortable, while also putting him on edge. He didn’t like anything restricting the usage of his quirk, even if at the moment, decay was the last thing on his mind.

You noticed the tension radiating from him and suggested a solution of your own: “How about I tie you up?”

Tomura’s breath hitched, yet he managed to stutter out a response, mind blank. “What?”

After a while, you found yourselves in the bedroom, Shigaraki sitting on the bed, biting his lips, rubbing the silk between his fingers. He agreed during your short discussion, pros outweighing cons. Expecting that being tied up would feel different than wearing gloves, he went to Dabi for anything they could use, resulting in the silken rope in his hands.

You hadn’t been planning this for long, the thought came to you when you talked to Dabi and your conversation once again stirred into lewd topics. Letting it sit in your head, you wondered if you were one to tie someone else down, but the simple image of touching Tomura without worry on his side convinced you. You were doing this more for him than for you. Trusting him completely, it was him, who truly feared hurting you. Then, getting the rope itself was not a problem, as you were on good grounds with Dabi, and he was not one to shy away from sex talk and toys.

Sitting on Tomura’s lap, moving his hands away, you kiss him, freeing him from his doubts. Instead of touching you, his palms grab the sheets, gripping them like he wanted to grip your hips to rub your body against his.

His mouth opens, letting your tongue in. One of your hands wander in his hair, the other holding his shoulder, feeling his muscles move under his touch. Moaning out when you feel his hips buck against you, you break the kiss.

“Ready?” You ask, making sure. Shigaraki nods in affirmation and lays down, head between pillows, and arms joined at the headboard. He was anticipating your touch, beaming on the inside that you won’t crumble under his touch, instead, feeling only pleasure which he could not give you before fully due to the fog of worries that had permanently settled in his brain.

You lean over him, legs at his sides, and wrap the silk around his wrists, attaching it to the headboard. Tomura gives it a tug, trying out how firm they are, and indeed, his movement is limited, but the knot was just loose enough so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable. His breathing quickens, and you rub his cheek in affection, soothing his nerves.

“We can stop anytime,” you whisper against his lips, giving them a soft peck, before moving lower to cover his neck is soft kisses.

Shigaraki nods, anxiety already lowering because he cannot hurt you like this. He still felt slight remorse that he was unable to touch you, but he would prefer your safety anytime. Licking his chapped lips, he looks at you, spread out over his body.

A small moan escapes him when your teeth leave a mark on his collarbone. Your hands push his shirt higher, revealing his chest. You caress the pale skin, rubbing soft circles to make Shigaraki more comfortable.

Your hips brush over his clothed member, and you connect your lips in a deep kiss, swallowing his soft moans. His tongue dances with yours while he pushes his crotch up, sending a small shock of pleasure up your spine. Tomura keeps bucking and you feel your panties getting wetter by his every move.

Wanting to get closer to him, you sit up and take off your shirt and bra at the same time. Tomura licks his lips and tugs at the rope, hands gripping it tightly, but still careful not to decay the silk. In need of feeling your skin on his, he nudges you with his knee and pushes his hips up to bring you closer.

Smiling, you lean over him, noses almost touching. Your breath tickles on his lips and he shifts up to drag you into a kiss. With a smirk, you evade, and go tease his neck instead. Leaving licks and bites in your trail, you end up at his collarbone, marking it with a bruise. You detach with a pop, lips puffed from sucking and kissing.

“Fuck, (Y/N),” Tomura whines, needing to be inside you soon. The jeans he was wearing did not help, his cock pushing on the fabric with every move.

Your clit pulsates, your panties almost soaked by now. You hurry up to get rid of the rest of your clothes, and do the same for your boyfriend. His length on display, you sit on his lap, gripping it and guiding it to your soaked entrance.

Teasing him, you put the tip inside, circling and sliding along it, watching Tomura bury his head into the pillows with a groan. Just this small sensation fogged his sight and mind. His hands pulling at the silk, he wanted nothing more than to decay the rope, grab you, and roam your skin freely as he pounds into you.

“More, baby,” he manages to breathe out, red eyes glued to yours. His hips would be pushing up if it weren’t for your tight hold on them, keeping them down.

Having enough of teasing and feeling empty, you slide down his cock. Moaning out as he slightly brushes against your sensitive spot, you start to move. He pushes inside you in a perfect rhythm, forcing a groan out of you with each stroke.

“That’s it, Player Two… that’s it…” Tomura moans out, watching you impale yourself on his length, breasts bouncing.

You hum and increase the speed, adjusting the angle slightly so he hits deeper now. You yelp when he strokes your spot perfectly and move to feel the spark of sensation again. Your thighs start to feel the strain and begin to ache.

Shifting to be chest on chest with Shigaraki, you grab him by his nape, fingers digging into the soft hair and bring your lips to his. He instantly gives you sloppy, open mouthed kisses, moaning and breathing into your mouth, mirroring your own state.

This new angle enables him to push further into you, his heels dug into the sheets, knees bent, and hips hovering over the bed, he rams into you with an almost animalistic need. You can’t do anything but take it, each thrust making you groan, and you whimper his name into his lips.

“T-Touch yourself for me, won’t you?” Tomura mumbles, voice deeper, stained with pleasure. Your hand moves down on command, circling your clit swiftly, pressuring it to send you over the edge.

Shigaraki takes in the sight of you, red faced with darkened eyes. His view ends soon when you place your head in the crook of his shoulder, biting down at the skin. The pain urges him to slam harder, teeth clenched in pleasure. His thighs start to strain, only making him to keep the momentum, thrusting into your pussy, revelling in the way you clenched around him. The heat embracing him with every push only dazzled him and he came with a loud groan, spilling into you.

His orgasm ended with a long, deep thrust, sending you over the edge. You collapse on top him, eyes rolled back, breathing heavily. Tomura is in the same state, mind clouded and sweat making him feel sticky.

You lie there for a while, catching air, and you caress his arms. Remembering that he is tied up, you hurry up to get rid of the silk.

“Was it okay?” you ask, biting your lip as you lie down next to one another, your head resting on his shoulder. He rubs his wrists, stained with small red bruises that would disappear within a day.

“Yeah… I didn’t mind it at all,” Shigaraki smiles at you and you sigh in relief. A spark resides in his eyes, one that you don’t get to see often. He kept on grinning, happy that he could now make love to you without worrying. The cost of restrained arms was but a little bump. One that he could live with easily.

[katutsukushii]

I love it when people say Bakugou wakes up extra early every morning and is so excited to be awake and get to work while Deku loves to sleep in when we have a whole panel in which Deku is enthusiastic and happy while Bakugou is screeching about how early it is while looking like a fuckin’ sewer rat.

Also the fact that Bakugou canonically wakes up at noon during the weekends.

Like babe, when I went to high school and had to wake up at 5am every day, y’know what time I went to sleep? 

………. 7pm. Sometimes 6pm, depending on my mood. I just needed 10 hours or I’d be dead. And then during the weekend I’d be dead to the world for 16 hours at the very least.

Bakugou is not a morning person, trust me. That boy just has a meticulous sleeping schedule during the week purely because he’s dedicated to his studies - I bet during the first weekend, when Bakugou slept in until like 1PM the whole class straight up thought he died.

[novaneondream]

My favorite head canon is Todoroki and Ochaco being BFFS and every now and then Todoroki will spoil her using his dad’s credit card 😔🤙

[beastee]

its dabi hours

[rouge-heichou]

I found the WIP and thought- Why not~

♥

[moved-justabakusimp]

Bakugou x F!Reader - Carnival Date - NSFW

Request for CuteLilPupCake on AO3

soft!Bakugou - date + soft/playful smut

no warnings when it comes to smut -> vanilla

words - 3.346 

crossposted from AO3 - (https://archiveofourown.org/works/27658058/chapters/68737356)

a part of our smut collection but softer than the rest, hence the crosspost on tumblr! smut is not the focus here

Stepping through the large gate, you gasp at the sight. Your surroundings are a mix of screaming children, carousel sounds, and overall atmosphere filled with joy. Smiling, you turn to Bakugou next to you, who seems to be in a similar awe. The colourful lights reflect on his blond hair, softening his expression. Not being able to resist, you place a peck on his cheek.

Bakugou blushes a bit but grabs your hand, leading you further into the fair.

“So, what do you wanna try first?” Katsuki looks at you, eyebrow raised. Noticing how you shiver from the cold breeze, he takes off his jacket and puts it around you.

“Told ya to bring a fucking jacket, dumbass,” he tsks. Thanking him, you bring the jacket closer to you, soaking the warmth coming out of it.

“What about a ferris wheel? Let’s start with a classic,” Katsuki nods and starts to lead the way. The large carousel wasn’t hard to see, it was towering over the whole carnival, luring people to it.

Bakugou himself wasn’t a fan of slow rides but you wanted to have a romantic night, so he sacrificed the attractions he had heard about, specifically The Death Drop, and others for the sake of some dumb large wheel.

Arriving at the Musutafu Eye, Bakugou buys the tickets for you two and impatiently waits to get on the carousel. It stops when you get to the top and you snuggle closer to your boyfriend to get more heat. The cold wind is stronger there, playing with your hair and giving you a perfect excuse to be glued to Katsuki’s side. Not that he was planning on protesting.

“I think I can see UA from here,” Bakugou remarks, making your head turn to see where he was pointing at. Katsuki smirks and bites your neck playfully, making you yelp in surprise.

“Hey!” laughing, you nudge him with your elbow, before bringing him closer to kiss him. Instantly, Bakugou puts you on his lap and embraces you. Hands run across your back, the touch toned down by your (his) clothes.

You grip the back of his head, your other hand caressing his shoulder. You tug at his hair and swallow the gasp he lets out. Taking this opportunity to deepen the kiss, your tongue pushes into his mouth to intertwine with his. You continue your little dance/battle for dominance until Bakugou wins, lips hungrily latching onto yours. Sadly, it doesn’t last long.

“This is nice, Teddy Bear, but you should also enjoy the view,” he smirks at your blushing face, cupping your cheek with his hand. You nod, connecting your lips again for a brief moment. However, you choose to stay sitting on his lap and turn your attention to the view.

You couldn’t see much because of the dark blanket that had settled over the city, as it slowly prepared for another night. Focusing on finding UA, your gaze runs over the whole landscape, looking for the hill that housed the school grounds.

“There, dumbass,” Bakugou points again, this time allowing you to take a look and not biting you. You nod when you finally notice it, standing on the lone hill in the sea of lights.

Soon, you make your way down. Glad to feel solid ground under your feet once again, you let out a soft sigh. Both you and Bakugou look around to see where you could go next, then Katsuki next to you goes stiff.

Confused, you follow his eyes, seeing Midoriya and Todoroki holding hands, walking towards you two. It didn’t look like they noticed you yet, they were too busy talking, and Deku was holding a plushie in front of him that was almost as big as he was.

“Motherfuckers, I can't have one peaceful day without them,” Bakugou cursed, grabbing your hand and dragging you to walk with him, “and that’s a small-ass teddy bear, I’ll get you a bigger one, just watch.”

“I would like to see you try,” you tease him. The stuffed toy you saw was big, it would be surprising if some attractions offered a bigger one.

Smirking at the challenge, Bakugou leads you to the nearest shooting range that had such teddy bears. He was just about to buy a few tickets for himself, when you held his hand down and put in your own money to try the range yourself.

“What, you think you can shoot better than me?”

“Well, I did have some training with Snipe when you were busy with Best Jeanist. Plus, I really want to give you that toy,” you point your chin at a small Pomeranian plushie that had a very similar grin on its fluffy face.

“Don't you fucking dare. How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not like some damn dog?” tsking, he picks up the plastic gun and tries it out. Giggling, you eye the toy, giving it a silent promise to win it.

“Okay, shut up, watch, and learn,” sneering, Bakugou takes a first shot, missing. Gasping, he shouts: “The fuck?!”

Laughing at his disbelief, you decide to be a supportive girlfriend and not to torture him with teasing. Rubbing his back, you try to soothe him: “It’s okay, Katsuki, it’s just one shot.”

“You have to hit all your shots to win the big teddy bear,” the range worker chirps in with a bored expression that would rival Jirou’s.

“Fucking fine. I won’t miss next time,” Bakugou grumbles, taking out change to pay for another set of tickets. You let go of him, giving his side an assuring squeeze, and move to his right to grab your own gun.

Lucky for you, the Pomeranian counts as a small prize, so you can miss some shots and still win it. Managing to hit all required targets, you laugh and thank the staff for the plushie.

Looking at your boyfriend, you see him aiming carefully, biting his lip in concentration. He shoots and hits the mark perfectly.

“Fucking told you I could shoot. The game’s just rigged,” he remarks when he notices your gaze. He quickly turns his full attention to the game. Steadying his weapon, he pulls the trigger and misses the aluminum target by a hair. It dings, making you cringe when the awful sound rushes through your skull.

Meanwhile, Bakugou’s eye twitches and he lets out a spray of curses. Giggling at him, you can’t help but mock him a little: “Ooh, the Great Lord Murder Shooter, teach me your ways,” laughing, you show off the plushie you won for him.

Katsuki pushes down the need to blow it to pieces, and instead reaches to his pocket to pay for yet another set of tickets.

“Third time’s the charm, I’m getting you the teddy bear like my fucking life depends on it. Doesn’t matter if I end up broke,” Katsuki declares and glares at the desired prize. Your heart stops for just a second and warmth settles in your chest. With a loving smile, you hug him and kiss him. “For good luck.”

Bakugou nods and a spark of determination settles in his red eyes, making them shine more as they focus on the target. Reloading the gun, he starts to shoot, hitting the marks. Not hesitating when he aims at the last one, Katsuki pulls the trigger and the sign falls down with a small clink.

You yelp in joy, pulling your boyfriend into a tight hug. His arms envelop around you and you feel his lips brush against your hair. The tension from his body slowly evaporates and he relaxes. He really wanted to win the stupid teddy bear for you, and not only to show you off or to prove Deku and Icyhot that he can give his girlfriend a better prize. He shot to win the smile on your face.

The stall worker interrupts your moment with a cough, handing over the teddy bear to Bakugou. It’s huge even in his arms and when he grabs it tightly, the only things visible are blond spikes and black combat boots.

He adjusts his grip, so he can actually see you. Quickly pulling out your phone, you take the opportunity to snap a picture of him holding a giant plushie. Easily a new lockscreen picture. You open your mouth but you’re interrupted.

“Don’t you fucking dare to say ‘teddy bear for your Teddy Bear’ or I’ll fucking dump you.”

“Wasn’t going to, but I’ll make sure to use it later. Now, give me my plushie!” you exchange stuffed animals, both grinning like kids. Bakugou looks at you with a soft expression, or at what he can see, as the bear is almost completely blocking his view.

After Bakugou admits he spent almost all of his money on the shooting range, you decide to head home and have a quiet night in. Just when you are about to leave the carnival, Katsuki runs off for a second, while you search for the best transportation method, holding both plushies. It’s a wonder you can see the phone.

Your boyfriend returns as your arms start to hurt. Turning around, Katsuki stands in front of you, blushing. In his hand lays a single red rose.

“For you, dumbass,” he mutters, offering you the flower. You melt a bit inside when you take the sight in. It’s beautiful, but you are more focused on Katsuki, who, even with his distaste of romantic gestures, has bought you the flower with the most passionate meaning there is.

Smiling at the redness staining his cheek, you kiss the coloured spots, exchanging the rose for the large plushie, so you can hold it close to your face and breathe in the soft aroma.

“Thank you, Katsuki.”

“You better like it, I spent the rest of my money on it. I wanted to give you more but… the damn shooting range bled me dry,” planning on giving you a bouquet, he felt moronic and cursed himself silently when he realized in front of the flower stall that he could afford only a single rose.

“Don't worry, one is enough,” beaming, you intertwine your hands and gently squeeze his in assurance.

You get to his house quickly - it’s empty, his parents out for a work weekend, so you decide to stay in the living room. Laying down on the coach, Bakugou starts to browse the movie collection before picking one. He had free rein as you were alright with whatever he would end up choosing.

When he's done, Katsuki lays down next to you, pulling you closer to his side. Resting your head on his shoulder, you sigh contently at the relaxing aura that’s residing in the room. For his brash personality, he could often be tender, especially around you or the squad. And for all your love for his harsher side, you also enjoyed sharing those soft moments.

Bakugou’s cheek rests on your head and soon, you feel a gentle touch of lips. Snuggling closer to him, you turn your attention to the screen.

Meanwhile, Katsuki focuses solely on you, tuning out the dumb movie. His hands rub circles on your skin, slightly tickling you. Looking at you, his heart is calm, his guard let down for once. Breathing in your scent, Bakugou hides a smile in your hair and strengthens the embrace.

You continue to watch the film in comfortable silence and plushies watching you from the other end of the sofa. The rose is already put in a vase, giving the room more colour. During the movie, Bakugou kept his eye on you, deep in thought about how your warmth slowly melted down his walls when you two were alone, how your eyes sparkled when he was about to win or how you would smile every time he looked at you.

The images disappear from his head when you wiggle in his hold, brushing your thighs over his crotch.

“Oh, my bad,” you giggle and repeat the move.

“Uhuh,” Bakugou scuffs, having his headspace filled with different type of thoughts. He pulls you closer by your chin and kisses you, gently biting your lower lip.

Smirking on the inside, sparks of joy go off in your chest because your plan has succeeded. You respond to the kiss, caressing his lips with your tongue. Pressing your thighs to his, Bakugou lets out a gasp.

“An accident, my ass,” he scoffs and takes your shirt off. You wiggle out of it, laughing when your arms get stuck at the collar. Repressing the need to explode the cloth, Bakugou quickly gets you out of it. His own shirt soon follows and you can finally feel him skin on skin.

Lowering his head, Bakugou cups your breasts, taking the bra off. His teeth tease the tip of your nipples, his tongue circling around the now hardened buds. Caressing your chest, Katsuki lets out a sigh, tickling you softly.

Your hands wander to his back, rolling him so he is leaning over you. Gripping his back, you feel the gentle movement of his muscles under your touch and dig your fingertips a little. Another rushed exhale of his sends shiver down your spine, making you turn your head sideways in pleasure when he marks your collarbone.

Moving lower to get rid of his trousers, something catches your eyes, making you stop. Katsuki senses your stiffness and pulls himself up, scanning your body over to make sure you are okay.

“What?” Bakugou panted, voice lower than usual. You continue to look at the plushies almost next to you.

“I can’t, the toys are watching,” you whisper in fake panic and turn to your boyfriend, holding back a smile.

“Fucking fine,” Bakugou scoffs and goes to turn them around. He swiftly returns and kisses you deeply, thumb caressing your cheek. You disconnect with a soft pop when he presses you down, his face hidden in the crook of your neck, ready to place another mark on you.

“They can still hear us,” you whine, pushing him away before his teeth can bruise you, “I don’t want to traumatise them…”

“Couldn’t you tell me that sooner?!” Bakugou almost shouts to your ear before getting you both up to carry you to his bedroom.

Placing you on the bed, Katsuki kneels down, takes off your clothes until you are both in nothing but underwear.

“Better?” Bakugou grins and goes down to nibble at your earlobe.

“Much better,” you agree, already a little out of breath. Moving lower, you rub on him through his boxers, forcing a groan out of him. His hips thrust up to meet your touch and you press harder on his growing erection.

Bakugou moans out your name and kisses you, tongue plunging in, swirling around your mouth. Your other hand presses on his back to have him close to you and you continue like this, exploring each other’s bodies, moaning at the soft strokes.

The kiss ends when Katsuki pinches you, making you yelp a little. Chuckling, you push your palm down his boxers, giving him a few strokes before going back in revenge.

“Not a smart move, Teddy Bear,” Bakugou growls, wiping the smile off your face when he does the same to you, except his fingers move your panties out of his way, so he can push inside your folds. A groan escapes your lips and you gaze at your boyfriend, towering over you with a playful smirk.

“Already out of words, huh, baby?” gloating, he pushes his digit deeper, curling it until it settles near your sensitive spot.

Not wanting to go down easily, you guide your hand to his cock again, this time not retreating after a few strokes. You brush your thumb over his tip, feeling the pre-cum sticking to you. He groans and buries his face in your neck, covering it with kisses and licks.

“Who is out of words now?” you comment after you trail the vein on his length and his lips stop giving you attention.

“Definitely not me,” Katsuki exhales and pushes a second finger in, stretching you out and avoiding your most sensitive spot on purpose, while teasingly brushing his thumb over close to your clit.

Cursing him, your hips thrust up, meeting his digits. Bakugou takes notice of your flustered face and shut eyes and decides to take pity on you. His thumb presses down on your neglected clit, tips of his fingers brush over your g-spot.

Katsuki moves up to swallow your moans with his lips. Your hands stroke him irregularly, the only thing on your mind is the pleasure from his fingers shoved inside you, already making your walls clench.

“F-Fuck, baby,” Bakugou groans to your mouth and impatiently takes his fingers out.

“Can’t wait already?” you mock him when the dizziness evaporates from your brain. Now, able to focus, you take a proper look at your boyfriend, taking in his muscled form, already stained with sweat and blushing spots.

“You’re one to talk with how wet you are,” he gets rid of his boxers quickly and takes your panties off.

“Can’t argue with that,” you hum and bring him down for a kiss. The atmosphere in the room was different than normally, when he would get rough just the way you wanted him, or even sometimes pushing your limits. Now it was more teasing and relaxed, neither of you were chasing after release, preferring to simply lose yourselves in the moment.

A soft gasp leaves your lips when you feel Bakugou enter you. Slowly pushing in, it takes a bit before his length is fully settled in. He stays still until you move your hips in a silent sign that he can move.

Already feeling a small relief when your warmth envelopes around him, Bakugou starts to thrust slowly, focusing on every little clench. Having placed his forearms around your head, one of his hands finds its way to your hair, stroking it gently.

You loop your arms around his torso, keeping him close.

“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” Bakugou whispers into your ear, sending shivers down your spine and straight to your clit. You return the compliment, getting a harder thrust as a response.

“Love see… seeing you like this, Teddy Bear. Spread out and all red, just for me.” You nod, the only thing you can see is his adoring expression. His pushes continue and you keep exchanging whispers of love and praise.

Bakugou’s words have always had the power to make your knees weak and sweet-talk in bed made you only more in love with him. You bring his lips to yours, putting all that love into the touch. The soft but steady pressure of his mouth says silent ‘love you too’.

Soon, you feel your orgasm approaching and Katsuki groans when your insides tighten around him. Speeding up a little, he moves his lips to your ear, gently nibbling on it and licking the reddened skin.

The hand entangled in your hair moves down, circling around your clit, taking you over the edge with a final deep push. Moaning out, Katsuki comes, staining your inner walls white.

Slowly taking his cock out, he turns to your neck, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses. Sighing, you revel in the waves of pleasure slowly fading and turn you both on your sides, still facing eye to eye.

The adoration in the crimson is more evident now, that the taint of lust is gone. You must have a similar expression on you as Bakugou smiles and takes you by your chin for a peck. Both of you say nothing for a while, simply basking in your feelings until Katsuki breaks the silence.

You could write manuals on his expressions by now, and you are pretty sure he is going to say something silly thanks to this particular spark in his eye and the way he licks his lips before they take the shape of a smirk.

“That’s your soft sex for this month, alright? Next time Imma break the damn bed.”

[luacridcy]

“The curtain rises on the first and final escape artist performance of Mr. Compress!!”

Chapter 294

[moved-justabakusimp]

Hello! I saw that your requests are open, and I was wondering if you could write Shigaraki, Shinsou and Todoroki with a s/o who is shamed by her foster parents for having a boyfriend? I completely understand if you don’t want to do this, I hope you have a wonderful day 💖🖤✨

Hi! Thanks for the request, but sorry to tell you, I´m not doing headcanons or imagines, but one shots (up to 3,5k long)! 

If you are interested, i can always write a short story on it, but on 1 character only!

Thanks for understanding and have a nice day as well!

[mariliyaa]

Steamy punks 🖤💦

[moved-justabakusimp]

Taking requests for BNHA one shots!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27658058/chapters/67678742

Our requests are open, you can already read our finished works on ao3! There are rules for requests, so be sure to check them out before submitting a prompt!

You can submit both here and on ao3!

[helga-grinduil]

R.I.P. to Ground Zero (anyway, it was always just a fanon name), but DynaMight is very good, actually. It’s funny, it’s explosive, it’s in character, it’s an homage to All Might. You guys just can’t enjoy things, can you.