#katsuki drabble

[xoxojisu]

MOMMY AND DADDY!

synopsis: a villain's quirk transports you and katsuki's kid from the future to the present! except you're.. not even dating?

a request!

notes: this is a lil diff from my usual unofficialbf!katsuki bc that version ive been writing is like positive ur gonna get married meanwhile this one is like "whos ur mommy?" HO U SHOULD ALR KNOW. *pow pow* i dont usually do interesting rqs like this but i figured ill try it out

it starts with a pop.

a shimmer of light in the middle of the ua training field, a blink of time bending strangely, and suddenly there’s a kid standing there.

small. blond. scowling.

he’s maybe four or five, fists clenched at his sides, little combat boots planted firmly like he’s ready to fight anything that so much as looks at him wrong. it’s quiet for a second.

“who the hell are you people?! where's my mom and my dad?!”

the entire class freezes.

izuku opens his mouth, then closes it. the kid looks really familiar to him. ochako makes a small noise. katsuki, standing off to the side, scoffs like he’s already over it.

“the fuck kinda dumb training is this..”

the kid’s head whips toward him, (e/c) eyes wide.

“daddy?!”

katsuki chokes.

“..HAH?!”

the kid runs full-speed across the field and crashes into him. little arms wrap around katsuki’s legs like he’s safe. like he knows him. katsuki looks like he’s been struck by lightning.

the kid beams up at him. “you look.. younger than normal. but you still look cool!”

“the hell?!”

“bakugo!” aizawa barks. “watch your mouth. that’s clearly a child.”

"looks like he already knows how to swear anyways.." katsuki growls under his breath but says nothing more. he awkwardly pats the boy’s beaming head like he’s defusing a bomb.

they figure it out eventually. it was a villain's quirk. time displacement or something of the sort. temporary, but irreversible until the cooldown ends.

so now… there’s just a tiny version of his future kid hanging out in the dorms.

-

“where’s mommy?” he says, pouting.

katsuki stiffens. “..who's 'mommy?'”

“...mommy,” the kid answers like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

katsuki groans. "what do i call her?"

the kid ponders for a second. "sweets. and sweetheart. sometimes baby or mama, too."

katsuki's entire body flushes. "i do not!"

"you do!"

"i do not!"

"you do!"

katsuki growls at the kid, cheeks and ears on fire. "her name. do i never call her by name?"

and then you walk in. rubbing sleep out of your eyes, hoodie too big, hair messy, and katsuki doesn’t even notice how his gaze softens.

but the kid does.

his face lights up.

“mommy!!”

you blink. “what.”

before you can react, he’s launching into your arms like he’s done it a million times.

you catch him. hold him.

and… oh.

you melt, instantly. soft smiles, hands carding gently through his hair.

katsuki’s instantly realizes what this means.

his future kid's mom is you.. meaning his future wife is also you.

oh.

you look at him over the kid’s shoulder. “who's this? he looks just like you!"

“he’s doesn't.”

"he does! same hair and face and everything! different eye color, though."

the kid tilts his head. “you sleep in the same bed in the future.”

you choke on your own spit. katsuki goes red fast.

“no we don’t-”

“daddy gives her forehead kisses,” the kid adds helpfully.

you stare.

katsuki turns away, face burning.

you press a kiss to the kid’s head despite your beating heart, eyes a little soft, like your heart’s doing dangerous things.

-

over the next few days, katsuki is quiet.

he takes care of the kid without complaint. makes his lunch, lets him nap curled into his side, shields him with an arm anytime someone gets too close.

he watches the way you brush crumbs off the boy’s cheeks, how you tie his shoes, how you hold his hand like he’s something small and precious.

you’re a team already.

and katsuki wants that. more than he’s ever wanted anything.

the night before the quirk’s cooldown ends, the kid curls up in katsuki’s bed with you on one side and him on the other. he’s fast asleep.

you’re barely awake.

“you’re good at this,” you murmur, voice quiet in the dark. “you’d be a good dad.”

katsuki swallows.

“only if it was with you.”

you blink.

then smile. small. shy. warm like summer mornings.

he leans in, presses a kiss to your forehead, just like the kid said he would.

and maybe the future’s still far away, maybe nothing’s set in stone yet.

but it feels like home.

and maybe, just maybe, you’ll get there together.

masterlist

[hachiloves]

cw age gap, fem reader, & sexual content. may be slightly ooc

older katsuki… who just loves coming home to you and hearing about all of the things you’ve done throughout the day, “Look Katsuki I made banana muffins.” before you shove all your treats into his face.

older katsuki… who has grown broader, and softer more mature and who just loves to give all his wisdom to you like an old grandma

older katsuki… that loves to come home and have you kiss all down his neck and chest until you yank his pants of with your teeth and give him teasing little kisses all over his shaft until he gets impatient and shoves his length all down your throat.

older katsuki… that loves to rough you up so he can kiss you better and buy you whatever your little heart desires afterwards

older katsuki… who loves the thought of making you a mommy

older katsuki… who just loves to keep you needy for him

this is buns i’m sorry i’m finally back

[venusiaang]

katsuki being a great cook, standing in the kitchen with his grey sweatpants hanging low enough to expose his three small explosion tattoos on his right hip bone. "c'mere and eat,"he says, placing you a hearty dinner and packs your lunches for work, even getting up with you in the morning so he can make you breakfast.

it's always something new he wants to try. something he sees while he was scrolling on his phone, something you've sent to him from pinterest or something his friends recommended him and sometimes a really good dish he found from one of your date nights.

he's sort of a health freak so he always try to make something healthy and tasty at the same time which he'll never admit, but has fun doing. he loves going to the farmer's market with you assessing which ingredients buy and trying out sauces. he loves it when you give him real criticism, "that's how i'll get better angel face."

the only times he's too lazy to cook is when he's out for late night patrols or when he has to get up way too early, he hates heated up food and prefers to just get something from the gym cafe on his way back.

he has a new found love for baking these days, people underestimate it, but it takes focus and precision and a certain type of intelligence for someone to be actually good at it, "just like my job," he points out.

[httpjrnl]

᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ timeskip!katsuki and his pregnant wife’s insane cravings

𝜗 cw : cussing , threats , crying

𝐍 𝐀 𝐕 𝐈 𝐆 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃. 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐇𝐀

it starts one night when he’s half-asleep on the couch after patrol watching tv. you pad into the room wearing one of his shirts that barely fits you now, hair messy, and eyes heavy with irritation. he moves his eyes to your movement and sits immediately straighter. that look in your eye is too familiar to miss.

“katsuki,” you say, tone flat and serious, “I want spicy noodles and ketchup.”

he blinks. “the hell you do. it’s one in the damn morning.”

you purse your lips together. “and?”

he frowns, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “that crap’s not good for you or the baby. too much sodium, sugar—whatever the hell. you’re not eatin’ that.”

your lips turn and you freeze, eyes glaring daggers at him.

“what,” your voice starts calm, “did you just say?”

“what, are you deaf? I said you’re not eating—“

“I’M GROWING YOUR CHILD, BASTARD.”

the blonde flinches. like actually flinches. the sound of your voice almost makes the walls tremble. “you don’t even know what it’s like! my back hurts, my feet hurt! and now you’re telling me what I can and can’t eat?!”

katsuki swallows but he opens his mouth—big mistake. “m’just sayin you should eat something that won’t clog your—“

you ball your fists up and stomp over to him. “get me my fucking food.”

the room goes quiet for half a beat. he’s looking up at you with the smallest smirk. you look so sexy right now but he won’t comment because he knows how hormonal you get. “alright, alright,” with a huff of breath, he pushes himself off the couch and meets your lips with his. “I’ll make you your damn spicy noodles with ketchup.”

you beam and smile as he gets up and makes his way to the kitchen. he’d always get you what you wanted.

when you’re just wandering in the house while he’s cooking, he’ll call you over to the table just to tell you to sit your pregnant ass down until he’s done making your food. he’s very attentive and caring in his own katsuki way.

@httpjrnl

— @2025,

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

[bakuhve]

boyfriend katsuki doesn’t know, or care, about the difference between your wants and needs.

you’re out of your favorite lip gloss? it’s sitting on your desk the next morning, the exact shade, down to the brand, like he memorized it months ago.

you mention craving a drink in passing? he’s pressing the bottle into your hand within minutes, like it just magically appeared in his pocket.

you linger a second too long in front of a display window, eyes catching on a delicate necklace? its draped around your neck by nightfall.

when katsuki’s your boyfriend, the world bends to your desires. because if you want it, then in his mind, you need it. and katsuki always makes sure you have what you need.

[deepsummitfate]

an: picture katsuki masterbatughtitignnd

you had left for a work trip a few days ago, ahead of time you made sure to steal katsuki's phone to take some worthy photos for him to use for his own pleasure.

one night he finds himself with his hand running up and down his cock aggressively, his eyes glued to the screen of his phone. a photo with you in black and orange lacy lingerie paints a permanent image in his retina — his whole body on autopilot.

thick glossy pre oozes from his mushroom tip, only helping lubricant his thrusts. he runs a calloused thumb over his sensitive tip with a groan — spreading the pre across to coat his tip — imagining it was you doing it instead.

he tilts his head back, his face flushed while his hips now move uncontrollably into his fist; imagining how good you'd feel, the way your tits would bounce, the way your ass would jiggle from his thrusts.

a bead of sweat runs down his forehead, he tosses his phone to focus on the feeling, to focus on the thought of you. what you'd do to him if you saw how pathetic he looked in the moment, what would you say? would you take him into your mouth how you did that one time?

the thoughts of every time you two would sex cloud his mind. he remembers how you'd arch into him, how you'd ride him like there's no tomorrow, how you'd taste on his tongue after a long patrol. his crimson eyes squeeze shut while he let's out strip of whiney moans. calling out your name even though you aren't even there, because you're all the way across the world.

a moment later with one final thrust up into his fist; ropes and ropes of his gooey, thick cum paint his abs and pelvis. his whole body twitches at the feeling; his eyes roll all the way to the back of his head at the chance to finally get the relief out.

once he cools down, he takes his phone back in his hand to snap a photo to you of the mess he made of himself.

katsuki my luv: [image attached]

katsuki my luv: "look at what you fucking did to me, little slut. can't wait for you to get home. love you."

an: lemme lick up dat cum for ya mmmmm.. banners by @/uzmacchiato

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

sometimes katsuki gets really dramatic (but let’s be fr when isn’t he) and acts like you ghosted him when you don’t respond to his texts in thirty minutes. not in a creepy way, just in a dramatic, needy way.

he’s not worried or anything, he checks his phone every few minutes to see if any texts from you have come in. it’s a force of habit, because you usually respond pretty quickly but after a while it gets a little weird. and then he sends you a text and another one and unconsciously he starts spamming you a bit. again, not in a creepy way. just an annoying needy whiny dramatic baby, way.

“what’s up, bakubro ? you keep checking your phone.” katsuki doesn’t look at kirishima, eyes glued to his phone when he just grunts out an “‘m fine.”

and then kaminari just has to open his big mouth. his voice playful as he speaks “uh oh, trouble in paradiseee~?” katsuki scoffs, telling the blonde to fuck off.

and he isn’t worried..not at all. until he thinks about it and maybe there was trouble in paradise ?? were you maybe ignoring him ? what’d he do ?

you look up from your notebook at the sound of your phone vibrating. oh, it’s katsuki ! you smile just seeing his contact pop up.

“hi, katsu !”

silence, no response. you try again.

“…hello ?”

you hear a scoff from the other end, and some shuffling before your boyfriend graces you with an answer. “look at your phone, you idiot.”

“hello, katsu.” you snort. “yeah, yeah. hi.” you can practically hear the roll of his eyes through the phone, you giggle and your boyfriend huffs through the speaker.

it’s then that you see the wall of texts from him “oh, did you text me ? my bad i was studying.”

there’s a faint sigh of relief “‘s fine.”

“were you worried ?” you tease.

“fuck no. just—“ a sudden pause then katsuki grumbles “answer my texts next time, moron. bye. don’t overdo it while studying or i’ll kill you.”

“meanie !” you giggle, and when he hangs up you send him a text.

we can study together next time, just so you don’t flip out again 💗😚

katsuki scoffs a mean laugh, then sends you a middle finger.

[proudgoonette777]

i need to be bakugo‘s toxic gf soooo bad like he loves being screamed at and a good boy for me only

(cw: aged up characters andd smut at the end. author is urban so endearing use of the word bitch lmfaoo walk with me)

SAMEUHHHH only a crazy gf could save him genuinely like LMAOO I do love when ppl write mean bf x nice gf for him but alsooo it would be so fulfilling for him to meet his match like .. he thinks he's insane and she's Insane-er than him. likee blowing up his phone taking him thru an argument all day from the morning until the evening... there are some periods of calm where you're like okay I miss you FaceTime me now or you start talking about other stuff but then you're back on the topic like you never left, I just think it's funny how... he'll definitely try to act above it initially like bro im not doing this with you argue with yourself but he eventually starts going back and forth with you over text while he's out at lunch because you successfully got a rise out of him. he does not want to fight so he tries to call you and talk about it verbally and he says the wrong thing, you hang up on him and it's back to text .. his friends are literally watching him type away with his eyebrows furrowed. he swears to them he doesn't wanna see u because you're pissing him off but he still comes over later and you cuss him out some more until you feel like you've said every original sentence u can possibly think of . and u get ur pussy ate after. like u can rly do no wrong it's a dynamic that is probably so amusing from an outsiders perspective because he's always the one going off on someone. I can hear denki and eiji's snickering when you guys are all out together while he tries and fails at establishing dominance .. he's running his mouth, it only takes one time for you to be like "shut the fuck up, you're about to piss me off" and then he just does, he's like "okay, okay, i'm sorry" soo quick him sending screenshots to his gc of today's battle and he's like "i'm so tired of this bitch bro it's something new every day" and then he gets even more mad because they're just teasing him knowing he is notttt tired of it at all denki: damn she kinda ate you up katsuki: whose side are you on wtf eijiro: i dare you to block her rn katsuki: ? i'm not blocking my bitch like are u crazy

sero: whatever kinda insane pussy she got Pls God keep it far away from me 🙏🏾

he only has one method to keep u calm (method is effective for 72 hours at most) and it's dick loll like u can't stay mad at him when he folds you up so good and he talks to u so sweettt while he has u in a mating press orr while ur on top and he's thrusting up into u, all you know i love you, m'sorry baby and i'm gonna marry your crazy ass while he splits u open nice and slow on his dick alternatively depending on how successful you were at ragebaiting him the frustration follows him and That's when it's time for doggy heheh the kind where ur back is arched so deep it feels like his thrusts are gonna break it, he got one leg up, he has both ur wrists pinned behind ur back .. . yk the kind. very punishing. no sweet nothings until it's over.. won't stop until you say ur sorry >.< extra: him trying to take his power back by actually blocking u for a few hours (with every intention to eventually unblock, mind you) and he goes out with friends the same night .. but you show up to the function. you called eiji and denki hella times to press them about where they're hanging out. and katsuki just knows it was denki that gave u the drop on his location like eiji can hold down the fort for the most part but denki is genuinely afraid of you katsuki being like "why the fuck would u tell her where we are" and denki is just like bro she's scary as fuck ... it was you or me

find other parts on my mha masterlist find my entire masterlist