#bakugo katsuki

[kiribakudefender]

Is it possible if we could see more of asexual bakugo . The way you portray asexuality is so amazing. I am asexual too!!

hi! thank you so much for your kind words, I'm glad you liked it because I love writing about asexual Katsuki. I think it fits him so much.

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‘I want to sleep with you But only in the literal sense’

car seat head rest – It’s only sex

asexual pro hero katsuki bakugo

summary: A bit of Katsuki's back story with being a romantic asexual and dealing with his feelings about it.

cw: +18, nsfw, character dealing with negative thoughts about asexuality and sexuality in general. A bit of Katsuki Bakugo x Izuku Midoriya. A bit of Katsuki Bakugo x gender neutral reader. Probably out of character.

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‘It’s not such a big deal’ Katsuki thought. He wasn’t homophobic, wasn’t repressing his feelings for Izuku, why the hell then he didn’t like how sex felt?

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When he was a teenager, he felt everything was easy. The world resting and moulding to the palm of his hand. Nobody expected more than sloppy kisses, grinding or groping, but that was about it. So he didn’t mind when someone he liked wanted to grind against his knee. But as soon as he grew up, expectations shifted, everyone wanted more.

He liked being liked, that others thought about him as a hot dude. But after thinking for years about it, what if what he liked was being seen?

Saying a couple of compliments, smirking and all that made him feel a fire lighting up within. Made him feel good when someone squirmed under him when he caged them against a wall, something he stole from reading too many shoujo mangas. Having someone feeling flustered made him feel fucking powerful, he was the one who caused that. That was cool, or whatever.

Kissing was okay, it was romantic, not sexual for him. He could spend hours until his lips got sore. Back at second year, he dated a girl from the support group for a few weeks. She was thrilled that Katsuki wasn’t one of those guys, who just wanted to kiss her roughly and sneak their filthy hands under her shirt. The problem came when after graduation, she wanted more.

He agreed on trying out, the least you can do is come with a conclusion for yourself by acting on situations. He didn’t feel disgusted, that wasn’t the word. He felt… nothing in particular. Moreover, if anything he felt uncomfortable. While touching her, he didn’t rush, but she noticed his mind was elsewhere. So after a couple of days she broke it off.

One afternoon, after patrol, they went out for drinks with Eijiro. And after loosening up, Katsuki told his best friend what lead to the break up.

“Man, that sucks. Have you considered if you’re just not into girls that much? Maybe that’s why you didn’t feel anything” valid point, valid reasoning, Katsuki thought. “What if you tried with a guy?”

He felt something romantically for girls, he liked holding their hands, cuddling, going on dates, even if by that time he wouldn’t openly admit he enjoyed it. And for guys, he did have a crush on Izuku before dating his ex girlfriend.

Flashing memories of little Izuku being bullied relentlessly by him came to his mind, reminding him of the guilt he still carried. But by then, Katsuki wasn’t that angry kid that despised him, he had changed, hell he even apologized. And after all, Izuku had forgiven him. Could he try reaching out now?

Katsuki’s hand were clammy, stucked in his pockets, his heart racing in anticipation. Even if he wasn’t that same kid who bullied Izuku despite liking him, his body held the memories of his first love.

If there was one thing you have to know about Katsuki Bakugo, is that he has standards. He would treat anyone he dated with utmost respect and did anything he was capable of to make them have a good time. He took Izuku out on a proper date, booked a booth in a restaurant, heard him talk about his students and all the stupid shenanigans those kids got involved in.

“We were worse” Katsuki pointed out, took a sip of his wine. Izuku laughed because it was true.

The date came to an end, Katsuki was ready to say goodbye and call it a night. But Izuku took his hand, stopping him from leaving. They kissed and before he knew it, he was at Izuku’s bed.

Katsuki felt out of his element, he wasn’t feeling so sure of himself now. Naked, laying on bed with Izuku, who looked at him with puppy eyes, expecting him to make a move. To do more. He had the same expectations other partners had, for him to be bold and take the lead. But he wasn’t feeling bold now, he wasn’t just flirting or kissing. He was supposed to do something, touch him somewhere, whatever it was he knew, but couldn’t perform. ‘It’s not such a big deal’ Katsuki thought. He wasn’t homophobic, wasn’t repressing his feelings for Izuku, why the hell then he didn’t like how sex felt?

At first, Izuku thought the problem was that they were both more into bottoming, what a shame. But that didn’t stop him from offering to try to top Katsuki, but that didn’t improve the situation at all. Both of them felt how awkward and tense they were. Katsuki apologized, said he was too stressed but assured Izuku he was into him. He felt conflicted, he had feelings for Izuku, but having feelings and acting on a desire that’s not there, felt soul crushing.

After another failed attempt, he took two days off work to clear his mind. Most sexual acts felt performative, like moaning and whimpering. And watching porn? Annoying, too loud, too fake, too violent. Absolutely off the table for him.

Craving intimacy without sex, longing for romance without the pressure to perform an act that made him feel hollow, uncomfortable, that felt like a utopia. He was a pro at after care, he aced that. Making sure they were hydrated after the act, cuddled, snacks, back rubs, massages, what he really wanted to do. Katsuki was convinced people stuck longer than they should with him because of that. He liked seeing his partners enjoy genuine pleasure, but engaging in it wasn’t for him.

A couple of times, he searched online and felt a little relieved that other people shared similar experiences. Good, he wasn’t the only freak in the world. Some comments suggested dating other romantic asexual people, but finding another pro hero who was romantic and asexual? He highly doubted that, and then he met you.

You fell for him first, he fell harder.

That time of his life felt like free falling from a skyscraper without a quirk to cover his ass. He felt desperate at being so fucking in love with you. Adoring you so much it made his heart clench. He tried hard to avoid it, to avoid you, he was convinced he would disappoint you. He cared too much about you to confront that possibility.

But fear didn’t keep him from loving you. And then came the talk.

“I’m not ashamed about it, but I have a high libido, just letting you know” you said after patrol was over and you two had been talking about ‘things you should know about me before officially dating’. His throat tightened, you noticed how silent he got after that. You thought you fucked up, perhaps it was a bold comment to make at the time.

Fuck, there were some people he had dated that didn’t mind that much not having sex as often or that he was mediocre at best. But you had to be super into it.

The first time you ended up in his bed, wasn’t that bad. You were pretty content with him kissing you and humping him, you weren’t mad when his cock got soft after a minute of riding him. You had already cum, he said he was okay with not cumming. You found that odd.

He had been told in the past his cock was ‘pretty’, what does even make it pretty? He wanted so bad to feel anything, to like how much you enjoyed his cock, how much effort you put into satisfying him.

You noticed how he zoned out, so you proposed new ideas: using ice, trying out shibari, blindfolding him, using sexy lingerie. You even tried the fucking grapefruit trick as your last resort. But nope, none of that worked on him. Same emotionless reaction, same silence. It kind of broke your heart a little, you doubted yourself, maybe yuou were really bad at sex.

And then the thought it you, what if he had some sexual related trauma? You had been to focused on blaming yourself for his lack of enthusiasm, when maybe the reason behind it all was an internal struggle. You thought of addressing it in a gentle way. Trauma shapes how we engage with ourselves and others. You made a mental note to talk about this with him, but then you had sex with him for the last time. You finally had your answer. Katsuki Bakugo, pro hero Dynamight, your boyfriend was asexual.

Before you two found out the perfect ritual that respected both of your boundaries, you had difficult but necessary conversations.

“The hell you want me to pull your hair for?”

“It just feels good. You said you’d like to try things that don’t involve sex but are part of something intimate”

“I know, but hurting you like that doesn’t sound like my idea of having an intimate moment with you.”

“Alright, no hair pulling” you scratched that off the list with your pen. “Any other ideas?” Katsuki had his arms crossed over his chest, leaning against the counter. An appropiate kitchen conversation between lovers, brainstorming alternative ideas for sex.

It took some time for you two to find the perfect sweet spot, he loved you deeply, but he also respected his wishes to not engage in sex in a conventional way. That was part of the journey of accepting himself.

[midgart]

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[megoomi77]

⋆.ೃ࿔ getting ready for the hero gala katsuki bakugou ⋆·˚ ༘

“okay, hi.”

you adjust your phone against the little stand on your vanity. “i have an event tonight, so we're getting ready together.”

the instagram live already has thousands of people watching. you glance toward the back of the room. katsuki is sitting on the edge of the bed, already completely dressed in a dark suit.

he's scrolling through his phone, waiting for you to finish. you turn the camera slightly toward him. “and he's already ready, because apparently he's capable of getting dressed in under ten minutes.”

without looking up, he says, “because i'm not slow like you!”

“you're boring.”

“you're taking an hour.”

you look at the camera. “ignore him.”

he looks so good omg bro scrolling again phone addict LMFAO y/n what are you wearing

you smile. “i'll show you guys in a second.”

you turn back toward the mirror. “katsuki.”

“what?”

“come here.”

he looks up. “why?”

“i need you to check something.”

he gets up and walks over. you turn slightly so he can see the back of your outfit. “does this look okay?”

he looks for a moment. “yeah.”

“are you sure?”

“yes.”

“nothing weird?”

“no.”

you look at him through the mirror. “you're not even trying.”

“because there's nothing wrong with it.”

“okay, but is the clasp sitting right?”

he reaches over and fixes it.

“thanks.”

he gives your shoulder a quick squeeze before walking back toward the bed.

"okay chat, this is the outfit."

PRETTTYY QUEEN Y/N LOVE IT

a few minutes later, you're doing your makeup. “okay, i'm trying something different tonight.”

you hold up two lip colors.

“which one?”

the chat starts voting.

“it's pretty split.”

you turn around. “katsuki.”

he looks up again.

“which one?” you hold up both for him to see.

“left one.” he points, “…the darker one.”

“okay.” you put it down beside you.

you're halfway through doing your eyeliner when katsuki speaks. “you're gonna be late.”

“i have forty minutes!!”

“and you still need your hair.”

you glance at the clock. “…shit.”

he smirks. “told you.”

“ughh.” you finish your eyeliner and immediately move onto your hair. katsuki goes back to his phone.

you occasionally talk to chat while getting ready. “yes, we're both going to the same event.”

“no, i don't know who we're sitting with.”

“yes, i'm excited.”

“no, he's not helping with my hair.”

you look toward him.

“although…”

“no.”

you laugh. “i wasn't even going to ask.”

“do it yourself.”

“fine.”

a little while later, you're nearly finished and you stand in front of the mirror and look over everything. “okay.”

you turn toward katsuki. “final inspection.”

“what?”

“come look.”

he walks over and you stand beside him in the mirror. “anything wrong?”

he looks you over. “no.”

“you're sure?”

“yes. everything looks fine.”

you smile. “okay.”

you turn back to the camera and you grab your bag. “okay, guys. we're ready.”

you turn the camera toward katsuki. “say hi.”

he looks at the camera. “…hi.”

you laugh. “so enthusiastic.”

“we're gonna be late!”

“okay, okay.” you pick up your phone. “we're leaving.”

katsuki takes your bag before you can put it over your shoulder.

you wave toward the camera.

“bye, guys. i'll post pictures later.”

the chat floods with goodbyes and you end the live.

[gemgdynamight0]

My hc is that if a civilian gets injured during a mission that Katsuki was in charge of, he would visit them in the hospital and cover their expenses. This doesn't happen a lot because Katsuki is obviously very good at his job.

Now I'm thinking of him visiting a little girl. He would bring her a stuffed animal. A giant fluffy white bunny with pink inner ears and nose. And ofc he'd dress it in a cool dynamight t-shirt, special merch for toddlers.

The little girl would take a look at Katsuki's fluffy hair, pink ears and nose (due to the cold outside), and his outfit.

and would giggle: "it looks just like you!"

Katsuki would get offended: "WHAT?? I'm a lion. Or a wolf. I'm scary, brat. YOU look like that da-.. that bunny"

But the little girl would laugh again and not accept the answer: "no wolf. But maybe a cat"

Katsuki would continue arguing with her while his sidekicks look apologetically at the girl's parents, but the two wouldn't care. Their baby is laughing after all the hard days.

[katsukiib]

finding you again ɞ·˚ KB

𑣲 reconnecting after years apart with the man who picked on you as a kid just to hide how much he wanted you. ⋆｡° — FLUFF! ♡♡

it's the shift in the air that gives him away first.

years have passed since middle school, since the sharp edges of his voice used to make your stomach twist in a completely different way.

back then, katsuki was nothing but a loud storm you tried to avoid. but standing outside the convenience store under the dim amber streetlights late at night, holding a couple of heavy bags while you wait for a taxi, the man who steps into view isn't the boy who used to push you around.

he's taller, broader—his posture carried a soft, grounded weight rather than that explosive tension he used to wear like armor.

you've watched him over the years from a distance—everyone had. beyond his explosive public image, you saw his subtle change into a responsible man. seeing how much he grew and matured into a top pro hero had made your heart ache with a deep admiration.

even back then, beneath all the bad history, he held an irresistible pull over you. there was always an unspoken attraction between you and him—one you could never lie your way out of.

when his crimson eyes caught yours, they slightly widened in shock as he froze. "y/n?"

his tone was deeper now, but softer than you remembered. you also froze in place, feeling your heart race as you squeezed the heavy bag handles.

"katsuki?" you whisperered, the name slipping past your lips before you could stop it.

he steps closer, the distance between you shrinking as his tall frame casts a shadow over you.

"it's really you." he muttered as his eyes scan your face, searching for any trace of the past. "damn.. it's been so long without a word, thought you moved away for good.."

"yeah." you muttered, taking a step back before your eyes locked onto his. "i came back a while ago.. just kept to myself. i didn't expect to run into you here."

"neither did i." he admits, his tone surprisingly soft. he rubs the back of his neck—a rare gesture of hesitation that makes your chest warm. "what are you doing out here this late?"

"just grabbed some groceries." you answer, glancing down the quiet street. "i'm waiting on a taxi to take me home, but it's taking forever."

"forget the cab." he says, stepping in and smoothly reaching down to take the heavy bags right out of your hands. "my car's parked right around the corner. i'll drive you home."

you hesitate for a second, looking into those crimson eyes that used to terrify you, but all you see now is gentleness. "katsuki, you don't have to—"

"i want to." he interrupted, shifting the bags to one hand and gestures for you to follow. "come on. let me take care of it."

"okay." you say quietly. "sure. thank you."

the drive to your house is quiet, but it isn't uncomfortable. he wasn't just a famous hero on a screen anymore; he was a man who had fought through his own darkness and grew into someone extraordinary.

he asked about your life with a genuine interest, leaning in closer at red lights to hear every word and making your skin flush—you realize your feelings haven't faded at all. if anything, you were more drawn to him now than you had ever been.

once he pulled up to your house and killed the engine, the inside of his car felt heavy with unspoken tension. a soft golden light filtered through the glass, casting soft shadows across the dashboard.

you turn in your seat, reaching for the door handle. "thanks for the ride, katsuki. really. and for the bags."

he doesn't unlock the doors. instead, he unbuckles his seatbelt and rests his forearms on the steering wheel, his soft gaze pinning you in place.

"katsuki?" you murmured his name softly.

"you think i forgot?" he whispers, his voice thick and low. "you think all those years ago in middle school i picked on you because i hated you?"

your hand freezes on the door handle. "i.. i didn't know what else to think. you were terrible to me back then."

"i know."

"i was an idiot back then." he grumbled, turning in his seat to face you head-on. "didn't know what to do with how much i wanted you, so i acted like a fool." he reached over, cupping the side of your neck in his warm palm, his thumb tracing your jaw with surprising gentle care.

"drove me out of my fuckin' mind every time you looked at me like you were scared. and then when years went by without a trace of you.. i thought i'd lost my chance forever. thought you went across the world to get away."

your fingers curled onto your seatbelt to steady yourself, but as you leaned into his touch, the last of your defenses melted completely. "i never wanted to get away from you, katsuki." you murmur softly, looking into his eyes. "even back then.. even when things were awful, i couldn't help how much i liked you."

his eyes widen slightly, a raw spark catching in his gaze before his eyes darkened as they glanced down to your lips, his body leaning instinctively closer to yours. "what about now?" he rasped, his breath brushing softly across your lips.

"now... i never stopped wanting you." you whispered.

before you can say another word, his mouth is on yours. the kiss is deep and passionate—pouring out those years of built-up distance and a yearning he never knew how to show back then.

you let out a soft sigh against his lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer—surrendering to years of buried desire.

he deepened the kiss, hands tangling in your hair to hold you steady while pulling your body flush against his chest.

when he finally pulls back just an inch, his breathing is heavy and his eyes are searching yours with an intense devotion.

"shit.." he sighed softly as a smile broke across his face, met instantly by the helpless one on your own. "i fuckin' missed you."

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[proherodynamightkatsuki]

[megoomi77]

⋆.ೃ࿔ the birthday surprise katsuki bakugou ⋆·˚ ༘

it's 9:03 p.m.

katsuki is very deliberately not home which is exactly how y/n wants it. she sets the camera down on the coffee table and makes sure the entire living room is in frame. “okay, chat.”

she looks at the stream. “he's gone.”

IS HE ACTUALLY GONE WHERE DID YOU SEND HIM

y/n laughs. “kirishima and sero have him.”

she glances toward the clock. “i told them they can bring him back anytime after midnight, so we have about three hours.”

she slowly pans the camera around the room.

the living room is enormous and for now, there was no special decoration yet, “which sounds like plenty of time.”

she pauses.“…until you look at how much i have to do! anyway, he thinks i'm streaming tonight.”

she grins. “which i am. just not what he thinks i'm streaming.”

boxes are already stacked against the wall with balloons, ribbons, lights, banners and some wrapping paper.

y/n starts pulling everything out. “okay, we're starting with the big stuff.”

she drags a large box into the middle of the room. “this one is probably the biggest.”

WHAT IS IT SHOW US

she opens the box and inside is a new piece of equipment katsuki has mentioned wanting for months. “he's been talking about this forever.”

HOW MUCH WAS IT

she immediately closes the box. “we're not discussing that.”

Y/N 😭

“that's between me and my bank account.” the gifts keep coming, new equipments, books, fashion items, clothes and other smaller things she's picked up.

GIFT NUMBER 7 ALREADY HOW MANY GIFTS ARE THERE

y/n looks toward the growing pile, “…a few and i gotta wrap them all up!”

THAT IS NOT A FEW

“okay, maybe it's more than a few.”

she laughs. “but some of them are tiny.”

she holds up another box. “this one is just something he needed.”

by 9:45, the decorations are finally going up.

y/n puts on some music and starts hanging lights around the living room.

she steps back and looks at it. “…that's awful.”

IT LOOKS FINE

“you guys are lying.”

she fixes it and adds the banner then the balloons. at 10:30, y/n brings out the cake. it's decorated entirely around katsuki's hero theme, with carefully made details inspired by his costume and explosions. she sets it carefully onto the center of the table.

“okay.” she steps back. “this might be my favorite part.”

THAT CAKE IS INSANE HE'S GONNA LOVE IT

“i hope so.”

next comes the table. she lines it with wrapped gifts, little plates of fruit, drinks, snacks, and everything she'll need for tomorrow's actual birthday celebration.

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN PLANNING THIS

y/n pauses and thinks, “…a while.”

A WHILE???

“i started buying some of this weeks ago.”

at 10:58, her phone buzzes.

katsuki

“oh my god why is he calling me?”

OMG NO ANSWER ACT NORMAL

y/n answers, “hey.”

“what are you doing?”

“streaming.”

“still?”

“yeah.”

“what time are you finishing?”

“probably late today.”

“don't stay up all night.”

she smiles. “i won't. you having fun with kiri and sero?”

“they're annoying.”

"haha. good luck."

“i'll be home later.”

her eyes flick toward the clock. “okay.”

“don't wait up.”

“i won't.” y/n lied and the call ends. y/n stares at her phone. “that was close.”

11:40 p.m.

the room is almost finished.

y/n adds the last few decorations, checks the table again, fixes the position of the cake, and arranges the gifts neatly underneath the decorations.

she also puts up a small collection of photographs from throughout their relationship and previous birthdays. and some random pictures of katsuki looking annoyed.

y/n laughs when she sees it and quickly takes a few pictures of the set up and some selfies before katsuki comes.

kirishima: he's going home now

11:57 p.m.

y/n: got it thx kiri :) tell sero i said thx too

everything is ready and y/n turns the lights off. "chat we're going to be in the dark for a while okay?"

she whispers. “we did it, he should be home anytime now.”

y/n moves toward the entrance and she grabs the confetti poppers she'd hidden beside the door.

after a few minutes, she hears keys outside.

the door opens and katsuki steps inside, “i'm home.”

the room is completely dark and he pauses, "…y/n?"

the lights suddenly come on. “surprise!”

y/n pulls the confetti poppers and a burst of confetti fills the room. katsuki stands there frozen as he looks around at the living room that was now decorated with banners and balloons. then he sees the birthday cake and the presents on the table alongside the pictures.

he just stands there staring.

y/n smiles, “happy birthday!”

“…you did all this?”

she nods. “yeah.”

“tonight?”

“mostly.”

he looks around again, “you decorated the whole fucking room?”

“yes.”

he lets out a quiet laugh, shaking his head, “you're insane.”

he walks farther into the room and he picks up one of the gifts, then puts it back down. his attention returns to the cake, “you got a custom one?”

“of course.”

he stares at it for another second, “…it looks good.”

y/n smiles and he looks at her before walking over, “thank you.”

LOOK AT HIS FACE 😭 HE'S ACTUALLY SO HAPPY Y/N YOU DID SO GOOD

katsuki finally notices the camera. “were you streaming this whole time?”

she gives him an innocent smile. “…maybe.”

“you little shit.”

she laughs, “happy birthday.”

he shakes his head, but he's smiling now. he steps closer and pulls her into a quick hug. “seriously. thank you.”

y/n smiles. “you're welcome.”

he gives her a quick kiss, then pulls back.

OH MY GOD HE'S SO HAPPY 😭 IM CRYING SINGLE

he turns toward the camera. “why are you people still here?”

BECAUSE THIS IS THE BEST STREAM EVER

“fucking weirdos.”

y/n laughs. “leave them alone.”

“they're watching me open my presents.”

“tomorrow!”

he looks at the table. “…tomorrow?”

“yeah well technically today, but later in the morning!”she points toward the cake. “during party later, tonight was just the surprise.”

he stares at her. “you planned an entire day?”

y/n smiles. “mayyyyybee.”

he shakes his head. “…i really like it.”

y/n smiles.

“end the stream.” he said.

“why?”

“because it's my birthday.”

she laughs and reaches for the controls. “okay, okay. goodnight, chat.”

GOODNIGHT Y/N HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAKUGO WE'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW GN BAKUGO GN Y/N HBD DYNAMIGHT!!!

y/n ends the stream.

“c'mere.” katsuki said, holding his arms open.