#katsuki mha

[levigarden999]

bakugo didn’t want to lose, ever.

+18 , choking

not even when he was on the verge of passing out, while you still eagerly bounced on his cock, no signs whatsoever of getting tired. you both had lost the track of time and rounds at that point, but the fact that even bakugo, the hero, the one who was supposed to have a crazy stamina, was getting exhausted told you exactly how long you’d been at it.

bakugo wasn’t of course getting tired of you - he’d never get tired of your fertile looking hips or the gentle bounce of your breasts - but even he had to drew a line. a long day at work, a bit too many chocolates and cookies on holidays and a hell of a fuck session was making the man nearly give up. nearly.

“shit, idiot, i told ya- fuck - ’m getting sensitive-“ bakugo panted underneath you, as you dragged your hips over his crotch once more, milking the last remains of his precum that now dripped down your already painted thighs. sweat was trailing on his bloated, milky pecs, large hands gripping the sheets so he would somehow stay in contact with this universe. the smell of sex and roasted caramel was filling the room - thanks to his quirk that made him a damn living scented candle.

“you said you could go another round, didn’t you?” you giggled, while brushing a few strands of hair off your equally sweaty forehead. you knew you were playing with fire, more like fireworks, here. everyone knew bakugo hated being made fun of. but every time you had the chance, you couldn’t help but pick on him a little bit.

he scoffed, jaw clenching and already red cheeks flushing even more to the point it reached his pale neck.

“i did and that’s exactly what i’m doing, aren’t i” he snarled back, through clenched teeth, hands reaching the plush of your hips now. his crackling palms was tingling on your skin, a sensation of both burn and pleasure. he snapped his hips upwards one time, swollen tip hitting your already used sweet spot once more to the point of overstimulation.

a moan escaped your lips, which faded into giggles.

“you’re not doing shit, kats” you grinned, nearly devilishly. “just lying there - ah - getting used by your girlfriend, like a loser”

in an instant, something snapped within him.

bakugo’s grip on your hips turned bruising in a second, the burn in your tissues deepening, but before you could even fathom what was going on, you found yourself being flipped over.

bakugo hovered over you and forced your knees against your chest, squeezing them against your nipples to the point of suffocation.

he slammed his cock into you in a thrust that took all the last bits of oxygen away from your lungs, and he didn’t give you time to inhale more.

bakugo’s hips pounded into you as he held you by the calves, using the remaining bits of his strength and stamina into rutting like it would make him the number one fucking hero.

“talking shit, like a bitch, huh?” he panted, voice shaking with every snap of his hips. “say it again. that i’m a loser. i dare ya”

you whined out something incoherent, before forcing yourself to gather your senses back.

“l-loser… you’re a loser-“ you practically moaned out with the way his throbbing veins were dragging along your tight but wet walls.

somehow bakugo fastened his pace even more, his other hand now reaching your throat to finally fully shut your airways. it felt so fucking good that you could’ve cummed in that instant, and bakugo knew that from the way your hole sucked him in, greedier than ever.

“i don’t think so” he groaned, suddenly a wicked grin forming on his face. sweat trickled down bakugo’s sharp nose, his red eyes moving from your face to the point where you two were uniting.

“only losers get turned on by being choked”

you couldn’t hold it anymore. as the flash of pure pleasure spread from your throbbing pussy to the rest of your now convulsing body, bakugo came with you. his arms wrapped around your body as he pushed into you with one final thrust, making sure your orgasm squeezed every single drop of his cum out. your arms found his muscular back as well, trying to hold onto the slippery caramel skin there, as your nth orgasm waved across your limbs.

you two laid there, tangled in each other, bakugo panting against your neck, still throbbing inside you.

“fucking loser” you exhaled, voice all used up and rasped.

“fucking bitch” he mumbled back.

[katskelise]

not letting bf!katsuki kiss you when you’re sick!

your eyes flutter open as you wake up— still sick. your head pounding, your throat scratchy, and your nose blocked.

katsukis been staying in your apartment with you since yesterday, when you randomly got sick.

he’s sitting on the edge of your bed, watching you intensely, in case you need a tissue for your nose or some water.

your voice is groggy, and thick of sleep. “..hey.”

“mornin’ zombie.” he replies, hand on your hip.

you sit up a little, “stop it,”

“made you tea,” he grabs a mug from your nightstand, and brings it towards your mouth. “gotta get somethin’ in you. easy— it’s hot.”

you take a sip, not really noticing how close he is until now. “thanks,” you mumble.

“you’re welcome.” he says, his voice low and gentle. after he sets the mug back down, he brings his hand to your face, moving your hair out of the way.

you shake your head a little, making him move. “ugh no. i’m so disgusting right now.”

he just smiles at you, leaning even closer. “you always say that crap when you’re sick.”

your heart pounds a little, because you know he’s doing this on purpose. trying to flatter you when he knows you feel like crap. you notice him leaning in suddenly, but before his lips can touch yours, you turn your face away quickly.

“what? I can’t even give you a damn kiss?” katsukis amused. just thinks you’re so cute when youre like this.

“no! you’ll get sick!” you throw the blanket up over you, hiding. “back up katsuki.”

he laughs, and tries to find you under the blankets. “you seriously hiding from me?”

you peep your head out from the blanket so you can look at him. sniffling, “yes! ever heard of self control?”

“just one?”

standing up, “nooo!” you rush out of the room dramatically, taking the blanket with you as protection from him.

he follows you, laughing to himself. “i’ve been sick before, you know. I ain’t gonna die from one kiss.”

you wrap the blanket around you, now looking like a burrito running around frantically. with a whine, you yell to him:“stop following me!” going into the bathroom and shutting the door behind you quickly.

he’s on the other side of the door now, smirking. with a gentle knock, “you taking a piss or somethin?”

feeling a little giddy and breathless from all of the running around, “i’m staying away from you!! you’re a bad influence.”

he sighs dramatically, but you can still tell he’s smirking. “fine then. i’ll wait. can’t stay in there forever.”

after a few minutes of blowing your nose, you crack the door open a little, to see katsuki still standing there, looking smug.

his face softens a little when he sees you come out, your nose red and nose all stuffy. “come on out. i know you gotta be hungry by now.”

you step out fully of the bathroom fully, letting the blanket fall off of you. still feeling like he’s up to no good. “there she is. c’mere baby.”

he grabs your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. you try hesitating, but it’s no use. his words are coaxing you like honey, pulling you towards him.

he tugs you gently into his chest, wrapping his arms around you. “see? we’re fine.”

you mumble into him, “..you’re gonna get sick.”

“it’s worth it.” he says before bringing his hand up to cup your face, thumb running across your jawline.

he doesn’t let you respond. his mouth presses into yours, and your mind is completely gone. your head wasn’t pounding anymore, and the fogginess was forgotten.

the kiss is slow, and reverent. by the time he pulls back, he’s looking at you like you hung the moon or something.

he grins down at you, then pulls you into a hug. “can’t resist me, huh?”

and with that, you hit his chest lightly, giggling. even sickness cant keep him away.

-

[lonelyfooryouonly]

Imagine flashing Izuku or Bakugo mid Argument

flashing them mid argument | katsuki & izuku

timeskip!

You knew you were loosing the argument.

You thought about crying, but it wouldn’t work with Katsuki a second time. You already did that yesterday.

Now it had to be something really shocking.

Something that would definately threw him OFF.

You bit your lip, fingertips catching the hem of your white shirt. You thanked God you chose not to wear a bra.

“And don’t even—“

His voice cuts off in an instant, brain malfunctioning the moment you simply lift your shirt, showing your bare breasts to him.

He blinks slowly, looking at you both in disbelief and anger.

His silence was rare, but present right now as he was trying to figure your thinking process. He was definately making a good point, almost winning the fight— and you suddenly did this to make him lose focus.

And it worked.

“You think those impress me right now?!”

You raise a brow.

He takes a deep breath then adds,

“Well they do, but now it’s not the time woman!”

He doesn’t calm down but starts pacing, yelling about timing, about respect, about how you “shouldn’t fight dirty,” while very clearly fighting the urge to grab you and end the argument the wrong way.

After a few more moments, he turns to you, face flushed with a clearly visibile hard-on in his pants.

“You ever pull that shit again in an argument, we’re not arguing— we’re taking a break. Got it?”

“Can we take the break now?” You smile suggestivelly and he groans.

Izuku always based his confrontations on calculated and detailed reasonings. He never did something without meticulously pondering it first. Was it right? Did it make sense? Would you two find a way to solve it? He always asked himself those questions.

But you weren’t like this.

You didn’t turn to logic like he did.

You just… acted on impulse.

“We’ve talked about—“

Izuku’s words are cut off instantly the moment you raise you shirt.

He blinks, surprise flashing across his face before he looks away slowly. He takes in a breath, like he’s grounding himself.

“Okay,” he says after a second, voice steady, looking back at you, even if his ears are a little pink. “That definitely wasn’t what I expected.”

He rubs the back of his neck, a small, almost fond smile tugging at his lips despite the situation.

“What were you saying?” You ask sweetly, still holding the edges of your shirt up.

“I… don’t— this makes it hard to stay focused on what we were talking about.”

He makes a pause.

“You know I’m trying to take this seriously,” Izuku continues, tone calm but firm in a way that shows how much he’s grown. “And you matter to me more than winning an argument.”

“Oh, really? Why didn’t say that before seeing my tits?” you raise a brow at him, finally dropping your shirt down.

There’s another pause.

Longer this time.

His smile softens, something affectionate and a little sheepish slipping through.

He steps a little closer, not touching, just enough to close the distance.

“You got me there.”

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

CW: None. Just cute time with Katsuki.

Who sneaks glances at you while you read from your psychology textbook, the two of you tangled together on your oversized couch.

He can’t get over how fucking cute you look in your new glasses. They’re so different from your old pair — bigger, blockier, sexier.

He doesn’t dare interrupt you.

He heard you tell a classmate that you retain the material better when you read it out loud.

Of course, you don’t know that he overheard that conversation — so when he suggested you read to him while studying, you were super impressed.

Katsuki just can’t get enough of you. Saying all those big, smart words, rolling off your tongue like psychology was your first language.

You read, voice soft and a little amused:

“When you’re close to someone you love, your brain releases oxytocin and dopamine. Essentially creating a loop — a craving, if you will, for the individuals who trigger those chemicals to flood like the waters that washed Noah’s Ark away.”

You pause, grinning. “Kats. God. Listen to this!”

He looks up at you like a puppy trying really hard to get the trick just right.

“Your brain literally edits reality during this stage,” you read. “It suppresses the parts of the prefrontal cortex that assess danger and risk — so you overlook things that don’t fit the ideal image. It’s not denial so much as it is chemically induced tunnel vision.”

He tilts his head, eyes squinting a little. “Haaahhh?”

You giggle and reach out to hold his cheek, and he leans into it immediately.

“I’m gonna just trust you know what that means, babe,” he mutters.

You pinch his cheek and kiss the top of his head.

“It means,” you say, smiling, “that chances are, if you were an even bigger smartass than you are now, I’d love you just as much.”

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@breathofthewind29 @darkstarlight82 @kazutora-kurokawa @prettytanii @kenpachisbrat @bakubunny @southside-otaku

[rueclfer]

garage band // katsuki bakugou

when your neighbor had a drum kit and an endless supply of spite.

a/n: im actually going so feral over this au its not even funny anymore like this was sooooo.. yeah

-

katsuki tag: @bitchyfestivalbouquet

[katsukikisser13]

not another song about love / drummer!katsuki

a/n ᢉ𐭩 this is based off of the song in the title!! idc if it’s corny or cheesy bc I love songs like these.. I always think about bakugo w this song everytime I hear it. AND YES I JUST POSTED AND IM POSTING AGAIN YOU CANT STOP ME BC THIS HAS BEEN ROTTING IN MY DRAFTS. also not proofread bc im lazy hehe

wc ⸝⸝ 1.5k

# ⸝⸝ reader and katsuki are childhood friends ◞ suggestive if you blink ◞ college!au ◞ katsuki is a gentleman ◞ a bit ooc but idc

pairings ᢉ𐭩 drummer!katsuki x fem!reader

sypnosis ᢉ𐭩 bakugo hides his feelings for u, only letting his emotions out through drumming. until his feelings for u get too strong..

“so, how’s your band going?” you ask, not looking up from the textbook you were studying. katsuki’s eyes flicked up to yours. gosh you were so pretty. he imagined how your fingertips would feel against his, he fantasized about how warm you’d feel against him. his heart skipped a beat as he thought about it— “katsuki?” your voice interrupted, now staring right into his ruby eyes

“how is your band going?” you ask again, the pencil in your hand forgotten as you look up at katsuki

“I— uh.. yeah.” katsuki stammered. he never got this nervous, but you made him stutter over his words. “yeah?” you echoed, tilting your head with a small smile, “oh— uhm, I meant.. it’s going fine” katsuki said, clearing his throat. katsuki tried to ignore how warm his ears felt, opting to look back down into his own textbook

you nodded, looking down at your textbook, underlining the important details. “that’s good to hear. when’s your next concert? I wanna come.” you say, scribbling down notes. the date was blurry in katsuki’s head as he got distracted by you, “next week, 6pm friday,” he nearly sputtered to avoid embarrassing himself even more, writing down half-assed notes in the textbook, “d’you wanna wear sum of my merch?..” he mumbled after, not looking up

“really?! you’d let me wear your bands merch?” you exclaim, a smile spreading across your face. a small smirk threatened to appear on katsuki’s face, “duh.” he deadpanned, looking up at you with a mock glare.

you guys finished your studying session and katsuki went to the kitchen to get water, only to come back with two bottles of water and a shirt in his hands. your head perked up, only for your face to be covered by a shirt. you pawed the shirt off from your head, holding it up and gasping in awe. “your merch is.. so cool!!” you exclaim, still staring at the shirt. “yeah? ya think so?” katsuki asks, sitting back down beside you

“of course!!” you reply, throwing the shirt onto your bed so that you could wash it later

the days leading up to his concert were a blur between wanting to get done with exams and making it to the weekend. until, the day finally came! you threw on the shirt from katsuki and a nice pair of bell bottom jeans that hugged your body just right. you had already asked katsuki where the location would be, about to start walking before your phone buzzes. looking down, you see a text from katsuki and open your phone to look at it

bakuhoe: I’m picking u up. I’m already outside so hurry up

you: okay!! I’m coming lmfao

you hit send before grabbing your purse and slinging it onto your shoulder, twisting the doorknob and excitedly yanking the door open. you practically skip with every step as you make your way to the entrance to your dorm building, seeing katsuki’s car from outside the glass doors. you smooth down your hair and any fly aways before leaving the building and walking towards katsuki’s car

“katsuki!! you look very..” you see katsuki leaning on the car door, causing you to stop and admire how he looks. hes dressed so nicely you feel almost underdressed, but you remember it’s his concert. he’s wearing a tank top with a cool graphic design painted onto it, a beaded necklace completing the upper outfit. you see baggy jeans hiding his legs, bunching up perfectly when his jeans meet his sneakers, “cool” you say breathlessly

just as you finish eyeing him up, you notice him also ogling at your outfit. “yeah yeah, you look decent yourself.” he glared appreciatively at the way your jeans hugged your plush thighs and flared flawlessly at your calves. he thought it complimented your figure, the shirt he gave you of his band’s merch hugging your body just right

he opens the car door for you before going around to get inside the car himself. the drive to the place was filled with light conversations and jokes, like it’s always been. though, after tonight, katsuki doesn't know how much he can keep his feelings hidden for you

“so, what song are you opening with? or is it a secret?” you giggle, looking over at him, “surprise. it’s something I wrote.” katsuki replies and cherishes the moment you smile even bigger. after a few minutes, he parks the car at a small club bouncing with muffled sounds of another band performing inside. people yelled over the music to talk to their friends, a wide smile on their faces. it reminded you to live in the moment and relish in the multi-colored lights shining against your face

the two of your get out of the car and you follow katsuki. he stops when his band members greet you and then him, “hey!!— oh my gosh!! yn, I didn’t know you were coming!!” jirou exclaims, hugging you. you chuckle and wrap your arms around her, pulling away after a moment, “katsuki gave me your guys’s merch, why didn’t you tell me it was so cool??” you yelled to try and cut through the loud music

you and jirou chat before her, katsuki and the rest of their band members need to set up, you wish them luck before seeing them walk into a door with “stage crew only” plastered onto the wood

you watch as they quickly get set up, a good handful of people waiting to see what kind of music they would play. you were lucky to get front row so quickly, wanting to see katsuki as he plays. it was your guilty pleasure but you did enjoy seeing katsuki sweaty and dripping after performing

it wasn’t long until you heard them warming up, a light chatter filling the atmosphere as people besides you made small talk. you went on your phone in the meantime

after a while you heard jirou, the lead singer, “thank you guys for coming out tonight!! it means a lot to us! we’re gonna be opening with something our drummer made!” she said into the mic, looking behind her to katsuki. he had a mic to infront of him aswell, a small scowl on his face. his grimace softened when he spotted you in the small crowd. you stood out to him, like you were the only one he cared to look for in a sea of people

you smiled at him when you saw him staring at you, cheering and clapping. katsuki gave a small smile before the music started. the lighting changed into an orange hue, more lights flashing in your peripheral but you keep your gaze set on katsuki

let it out. been building up you better let it out

say everythin’ that youve been meaning now

his gruff voice sang into the mic, youve never heard him sing but all you know is that you want to hear it more. denki was playing his own instrument before katsuki continued singing out the lyrics

everything you do makes my heart race!!

I can’t even think straight

he sang, hands slamming the sticks onto the drums effortlessly. the song was perfect. katsuki looked up to you as he sang and that’s when you understood why this was a surprise. everything that katsuki had been holding back was now coming out in a raging fit of love, all for his perfect girl

sing these words for the girl ive been dreaming of

is this just another song about love?

his eye contact had your heart skipping every two beats, your cheeks flushed into a rosy tint as your body betrayed how flustered you felt. katsuki made a whole song about you to express his love, slamming all of his loves into his drums as he sang

you started cheering for him, a wide smile on your face. your smile only widened with every lyric of the song

I need your touch! I have no doubt

I want your love til it all runs out!!

he smiled at you as he sang now, feeling even more confident when he noticed you cheering for him. jirou and the rest of the band exhanged knowing looks but kept playing, for the sake of katsuki and his love for you

the song was over and it felt like you had went through a rollercoaster, which, you kinda did. you instantly cheered and clapping, being the loudest one there in the crowd of people that had increased throughout the song. your heart swelled with affection, the feeling was mutual. you could feel the warmth and love radiating off of katsuki, or maybe it was your love-filled haze

when katsuki’s band finally finished all of their songs and finally, you saw katsuki in the crowd of people. you pushed your way through the sea of people, stepping on some people’s feet. once you were finally out of that herd, you practically jumped onto katsuki with how fast you ran into his arms. you giggled into his chest, arms wrapped around his neck

“lemme ask properly now since I’m tired of hidin’ it, be my girlfriend,” he more like told than asked, “of course, katsuki!! you really made a whole song for me!!” you say before pressing your lips to his in a soft, loving kiss

he reciprocated with a smile, chuckling raspily against your lips before melting into your touch. he’s waited so long to feel your skin against his, your lips against his own. now he’s finally got you in his arms

[megoomi77]

⋆.ೃ࿔ he doesn't know how streaming works katsuki bakugou ⋆·˚ ༘

You'd been streaming for nearly two hours when Katsuki finally got home. You didn't notice him at first, your attention was completely focused on the game in front of you, one hand on your mouse while the other rested against your desk.

“chat, if i lose this round, i'm actually ending stream. i'm serious.”

NOOOO YOU CAN DO IT don't rage quit 😭

You laughed. “I'm not rage quitting!”

The door behind you opened and you still haven't noticed. Katsuki dropped his keys onto the counter.

BAKUGO???? IS THAT HIM HE'S HOME Y/N TURN AROUND

You frowned at the messages, “What?”

BEHIND YOU GIRL

You turned around to find Katsuki standing there, still wearing part of his hero gear, looking exhausted.

He raised an eyebrow, “You're still streaming?”

“Hey Kats, yeah.”

“How long?”

“Been two hours.”

“That's too long.”

You turned back toward the monitor, “Chat, my boyfriend says I'm not allowed to stream anymore.”

Katsuki walked closer, “I said you've been sitting here for two hours.”

“Same thing.”

“No, it isn't.”

The chat was moving so quickly you could barely read it.

BAKUGO SAY HI HE'S SO TALL HELP Y/N GET HIM ON CAMERA

You glanced at him, “Chat wants you to say hi.”

He looked at your monitor and then back at you, “Why?”

“Because they like you!”

“That's weird.”

He stared at the screen for a moment. Then, reluctantly, leaned down slightly, “…Hi.”

The chat completely exploded and you laughed, “Okay, apparently that was enough to make their entire night.”

Katsuki looked genuinely confused, “They're still typing?”

He watched the chat scroll for a few seconds and then frowned, “Why are they saying ‘W’?”

You looked at the screen, “Oh. That means they liked something.”

“Liked what?”

“You saying hi.”

He stared at the chat, “They're celebrating me saying hello? These extras are weirder than I thought.”

You shrugged, “Welcome to streaming.”

He shook his head and started walking toward the kitchen. A few seconds later, you heard the fridge open.

You continued playing and the chat started spamming again.

HE'S MAKING FOOD ASK HIM WHAT HE'S MAKING Y/N GO CHECK

You laughed, “I'm not leaving my game because you guys are nosy.”

From the kitchen, Katsuki yelled, “WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?”

“My chat!”

“Why are they telling you to come in here?”

You turned around. He was standing in the doorway, holding a drink, “You can read the chat?”

“Yeah?” he held up a phone in one hand.

You blinked, “You said you didn't understand it.”

“I understand words, im not fucking dumb!”

“Okay, then what are they saying?” He looked at the screen, “…They're asking what I'm doing.”

“And?”

“Making food.”

You laughed and turned back to your game. A few minutes later, a hand appeared beside your keyboard. A plate was placed carefully on your desk. “You made me food?”

“You haven't eaten.”

“Awh you were watching?”

"Duh,"

AWWWW HE MADE HER FOOD I'M SICK

He rolled his eyes, “Idiots. Play your game.”

You smiled and turned back to the monitor. Katsuki stayed behind you for another minute, watching the chat scroll. Then he pointed at the screen, “What's ‘simp’ mean?”

You nearly choked on your drink, “Nothing.”

“Y/n.”

“Nothing.”

“Why are they calling me that?! Tell me!”

You were already laughing, “Just ignore it.”

He narrowed his eyes at the chat, “…They're definitely talking shit about me! I hate you all!”

You grinned, “Welcome to the internet, katsuki.”

“I'm never appearing on your stream again.”

“Don't worry, you'll be back.”

“No, I will NEVER be back!”

[mha-appreciation-weeks]

how Bakugou looks making gifts for his friends