IM GOING CRAZY AAAAAAA
being on katsuki’s back while he’s doing push-ups
when you received a text from katsuki telling you to come over, you sat up in your bed without hesitation. you texted a quick reply and walked to his dorm, then knocked. he quickly opened it with a small grin, then placed his large, rough hand on the back of your head, and kissed your forehead. you closed the door with your foot and placed your lips against his, then pulled away with warm cheeks.
he walked to the center of his room, only wearing a black tank top and sweatpants, then crossed his arms. you asked, “why did you text me katsuki? you made me think there was an emergency, but there’s not.”
he huffed and averted his gaze, “i need to work out. lay down on my back and tell me about your day or whatever. wrap your arms around my torso if you need to.”
you tilted your head at the sudden command but didn’t think much of it. he probably just needed some extra pressure during training. the truth was, he just wanted more time with you.
so once he lay on the ground and propped his hands up, you lay down with him and kissed his neck, emitting a hum from the blonde. he began to go up and down, lifting you with him when he did push-ups. you began to giggle, loving how he felt a little odd on your body.
“did you do anything fun today, katsuki?” you asked, laying your cheek against his muscular back, arms comfortably against your sides.
he did many push-ups without difficulty, not even breaking a sweat until you began to talk to him. he replied with another question, “didn’t i tell you to tell me about your day?”
you grinned and nodded, “yeah, but i wanna see how long you can last while doing three things. push-ups, carrying me, and replying to my questions. if you can’t do that then it’s fine, it may just be too hard for you.” you teased him at the end, and he felt your lip twitch.
katsuki frowned and mumbled, “damn brat,” before going off about how he beat shoto when they were training together. you knew he saw him as a threat to his climb to be the number-one hero, so you applauded him.
you praised, “good job, katsuki. i’m really proud of you, you know?”
his focus faltered and he staggered with his movements. the tips of his ears turned pink and he mumbled something under his breath, almost too inaudible. you always knew how to catch him off guard, and he loved that about you. the blonde tried to keep the smile from forming on his face but failed, and let out a nervous chuckle.
he tried to flaunt his talent and rolled his eyes, “icy-hot’s real good but i beat him. took a while though, you know?”
you nodded, “is that why i heard screaming and crashing for around an hour?”
he nodded and tried to muffle his groans and pants, wanting to not make any noise besides words. you smiled and decided to tease him more, “you’re doing great, katsuki, just a little more.”
“s-shut up,” he groaned, making you blush at the sounds.
after you giggled once more, he gently slid you off his back. he claimed that was the one and only time he would let you lay on his back during training due to your reaction. of course, that was a total lie. you became part of his daily routine.
sorry if this wasn’t as fluffy or anything i js had this idea idk! i’m trying so hard to make this not too suggestive
— katsuki bakugou ⋮ 03 / 16 / 25. ❝ 𝓗𝑨𝑷𝑷𝒀 𝓑𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑯𝑫𝑨𝒀 ❞
content warnings ⨾ soft!pro-hero!katsuki bakugou. happy (early) birthday katsuki !! profanity. bad days. kirishima mentioned. gn!reader - no pronouns, but reader is wearing a dress. not proof-read. word count ⨾ .6K ❪ 619 ❫
“you look pretty. gettin’ all dressed up for something?”
you meet katsuki’s eyes in the mirror. he stands in the doorway, leaned against the door frame with a smile on his face. your eyes drift and you realize he’s still wearing his costume. with furrowed brows, you turn to him and tilt your head. “katsuki,” you whine, throwing your hands into your lap. “you’re still in your gross hero stuff. we’re supposed to leave in twenty minutes! how are you meant to shower and do your hair and find an outfit and-“
he makes it to where you’re sitting in two and a half strides, his boots leaving mud tracks as he walks through the bedroom. he cuts you off with a chaste kiss, his gloves rough against your otherwise soft face. he leans back and smiles softly. “i’ll be quick, don’t worry. we’ll make it on time, baby.” when you pout, he laughs. “just wanted to see you for a sec. had a shitty day.”
your brows unfurl and you frown. “poor baby,” you coo, cupping his cheek, disregarding the ash smudged on his face. “do you want to talk about it? i can reschedule the dinner for a later reservation.”
“nah.” he shakes his head, but sighs and sits down on the edge of the bed. you bite your tongue, reminding yourself that you can just wash the sheets later rather than berate him about it now. “just a lot of running around. shittyhair got thrown into a fucking building.” he laughs and drags a hand down his face. “so much for a happy birthday right?”
“i told you you should’ve taken the day off,” you sigh out, raising your brows and turning back to the mirror.
“criminals don’t take days off.” it’s quiet, a stark contrast to his usual intensity. you look at him through the mirror and bite the inside of your cheek. he looks so . . . defeated.
“katsuki,” you mumble, turning back around with another frown. you stand and walk over to him, standing in between his legs. “we don’t have to go tonight. we can stay in and watch a movie. it’s your birthday, y’know. we can go out some other time.”
he looks up at you and sighs. you take this time to look at him—really look at him. his boyish features from high school are long gone; chubby cheeks replaced by a sharp jawline, eyebags replaced by crows feet, the same freckles scattered across his cheeks.
he wraps his arms around you in a hug and presses his face into your stomach. you don’t mention how he bought you this dress and how the ash is most definitely going to stain it.
“you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he mumbles into the fabric, pressing into you harder. you feel your expression soften and you put your arms around his shoulders, squeezing three times—a special way to say i love you. “i don’t know what i would be without you.”
“you’d still be an amazing pro,” you say softly. “maybe a little lost—a little skinny, too.” he laughs and you smile. “but still an amazing, hardworking, kind, determined, helpful, loving pro-hero.”
he hums and for a long moment—maybe five minutes—you two stay like that, silent. the only noise is the AC running through the vents, and the washing machine. eventually, he leans back, keeping his hands on your hips.
“i love you.” he doesn’t say it often, choosing to express it in other ways, but when he does, it’s the best part of your day.
you lean down to press your lips against his, soft and full of meaning. “i love you too, kats. more than you will ever know.”
DIVAASSSS
tried drawing these amazing strongk ladies for the first time :^)
the holy grail types of fanfic
thinking about grumpy bf! katsuki being annoyed after work
you were on the couch watching your favorite show while munching on some chips. your eyes were glued to the tv as the main character was finally piecing together the crime they were solving.
you were leaned closer to the tv in anticipation until your body jumped in shock as your boyfriend barged into the front door of your shared apartment.
“shit babe, you almost gave me a heart attack!” you whined, bringing your attention back to the tv.
“how was work today?” you asked, still intently reading the subtitles of the show.
katsuki gave no response. all you heard were his frustrated grunts as he removed his shoes and stomped his way to the bathroom.
you paid no mind to it for the time being, but made a mental note to ask katsuki about it later on.
a few minutes later katsuki finally made his way out of your bedroom wearing his favorite black skull shirt and some gray sweats. a small towel was placed around his neck, his hair still a bit damp.
he stomped his way to the couch and sat beside you.
“hi baby, how was your day?” you gave him a quick smile, lifting your arm up the backrest of the couch.
his brows were still very much knitted together, but he took your gesture as the chance to snuggle into you. the moment his head made contact with your body, he let out a deep sigh.
“fucking tiring”
his previously grumpy demeanor was replaced with drowsiness to the point that you could feel the exhaustion from his voice.
“aww baby, you wanna talk about it?” you looked at him with worry as you ran your fingers through his hair, giving his scalp a soft massage.
“can i just lay here for a bit?” he asked as he snuggled closer into you, the heat of his body keeping you warm.
“not a problem” you answered as you gave him a kiss on his forehead.
you continued to massage his scalp while watching your show and before you knew it, katsuki was already snoring in your arms.
🖇️ : just wanna say thanks to everyone who liked my first fic! cant believe it has more than 1k like already!! alsoooo, happy 100 followssss! anyway, i hope u guys like this one. a bit different from my first post, but i told yall im capable of soft wholesome thoughts too 🙂↕️
i love when ppl say “that’s so you” it feels good to know i exist and have a vibe
𝜗𝜚 bakugou katsuki | smut, mdni.
cw: bakugou possesses the person he truly loves when he fucks them. you.
between the warmth spreading into the room and the quickening breaths, the fire in his eyes becomes more apparent. you are no longer aware of anything. all you think about is that he wants you more. to be felt more… to fall… to be exhausted.
as bakugou tears you apart, he shows you with every move he makes just how much he wants to possess you. he wraps one of his hands tightly around your waist, pulling you closer. the sheets are twisting, every inch of your body is filled with him, but it still doesn’t seem like it’s enough. “don’t move,” he says, his voice hard, but the smile on his lips is compelling you. “stay still… or i’ll lose my damn mind.”
all his muscles are tense, his body is struggling to control itself. no matter how strong he is, there’s something in his eyes, a breaking point. slowly but surely, he’s holding you in such a way that your hairs stand on end.
his lips are moving down your neck, your jawline. he’s kissing and biting everywhere. then everything seems to stop for a moment, you’re breathing in silence. he’s having a hard time taking his eyes off of you. he slows down a little, but even that slowness drives you crazy. no he wants you whole and as you begin to feel him, he pulls you completely to him.
“say it,” he says again, looking into your eyes, but this time not harshly, there is more longing inside. “tell me you need me.”
ans you want it so much, you don’t hesitate. “i need you… now.”
in less than a second, his body is even closer to yours. hi arms wrap around you, and you become one with a warmth that deepens with each movement. each kiss, each touch becomes more ruthless, more passionate. strokes so impressive that all you can think about is him touching you.
as bakugou’s body wraps around you, the passion in his eyes deepens. you realize it at that moment, you want to belong to him, surrender to him completely, feel him in every corner of your body. you are so close, it is as if there is no distance between you. there is a bond that deepens with every breath. the only thing you feel is his heavy breathing and the burning gaze of his eyes.
he grabs you and quickly closes himself on you, first finding your lips in a fragile kiss. but this kiss changes quickly, at that moment, there is only an explosion between you. as every inch of your body fills with his warmth, his hands feel like they are hurting your body, but you endure it. beacuse he should belong to you. he should touch you, he should have you.
slowly but surely, he grabs you from behind and grips your waist even tighter, your skin rubbing together as he moves, the fire inside you growing even more. your eyes are closed, your lips are trembling. the harder he is, the more slowly you surrender to him.
“where do i stop?” katsuki says, his voice thick and slightly tense. “how much more can you take?”
he moves a little closer to you. his lips roam your neck, memorizing every corner of your body with each kiss. “there’s nothing you think i can’t take,” you whisper, and despite his voice being so harsh, the confidence in your words drives him even crazier. his gaze deepens into your eyes.
everything speeds up in that moment. your skin slaps against each other, your body matching his every move, you’re just feeling each other.
from that moment on, time stops. your heart beats faster, your body responds, your feelings deepen. the harder he is, the closer you are to him. the more possessive he is, the more you surrender to him. there is a burning passion in both of your bodies. and at that moment, all you can think of is, to belong to him completely.
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The training you shared, the long nights of studying—it was all behind you now, replaced by quieter, yet just as intense moments. A something more that no one wanted to admit, but neither of you could ignore.
The moment that changed everything came between flour, tomato sauce, and a promise he made about teaching you how to cook after you’d tried to poison him with a pizza even you didn’t want to taste. So you dragged him into his own kitchen, demanding he keep his word. And he agreed—grudgingly, but he did.
You were distracted. Way too distracted.
And who could blame you, with him that close? Bakugo, in profile, the warm kitchen light tracing the lines of his face, his brows furrowed in concentration as he arranged the pepperoni with ridiculously unnecessary precision. Then he bent down a bit, flexing his back to reach the dough better, and you couldn’t help getting lost in the image. That damn angle. Damn Bakugo.
Then you moved.
It wasn’t even a conscious decision. You didn’t think it through. It was a reflex—a need born straight from the heart.
You leaned toward him, slowly, everything else fading out except him.
You just wanted a taste.
You just wanted to know.
What would it feel like to cross that line? To touch what both of you had been avoiding for so long?
And then—just when your lips were about to brush his...
He pulled away.
Fast. Too fast.
His shoulders tensed all at once, the pepperoni still in his fingers slipped and hit the floor.
And the world... just stopped spinning.
Your eyes searched for his. Tried to find answers, an excuse, anything to tell you that you hadn’t read the signs wrong, that you hadn’t crossed some invisible line without permission.
But he didn’t say a word.
He just stared at you, lips slightly parted, eyes wide like he was trying to make sense of what had just happened too.
Had you actually tried to kiss him?!
There was no doubt now.
Bakugo’s heart started pounding—almost violently. He wanted to say something—just one damn word, one stupid excuse, anything—but nothing came out. His body was on autopilot, and for the first time in a long while, he didn’t try to take control.
Not this time.
With slow, almost reverent movements, he lifted his hands and brought them to your face. His fingers, rough from training, gently touched your warm cheeks. There was no room for doubts. No more confusion.
He leaned in.
And he kissed you.
He pressed his lips to yours with an intensity that held back weeks—no, months—of restraint.
He had no idea if he was doing it right, if he should move more or less, if he should tilt his head differently… but he didn’t care. Not when he could feel you responding, not when you weren’t pulling away, not when you weren’t breaking the moment.
When you were kissing him back.
And even if it was clumsy, even if it was his first damn kiss. It said I don’t know what I’m doing, but I know it’s you. It said I care—so fucking much.
And that was enough.
Content @ghostlycamil4 2025. Do not copy or modify.
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flicking katsuki’s forehead when he’s being rude
when you and katsuki decided to learn from the same pro-hero for your repeated work-study, you never would’ve guessed that you would go on patrols just the two of you. no sidekick, no actual pro-hero, just you and the blonde.
the two of you came across a villain and were legally allowed to fight him because of your licenses. after you defeated him with ease, katsuki complained about how it wasn’t a challenge at all, you came across three children.
they all looked related, most likely siblings, and they ran up to you so excitedly. katsuki backed away with a gasp as they jumped and yelled.
a short girl with brown hair, about shoulder length, exclaimed, “the two of you were great out there—“
the two other children agreed, but katsuki yelled, “hey, beat it, kids! you could’ve gotten incredibly hurt just by watching us from afar!” he pointed at a boy with a bright red hat, “you! i saw your neon hat from a short distance! you were way too close for—“
you rolled your eyes and brought your hand up, flicking his forehead. he paused his yelling and slowly turned to you before huffing and looking away. he crossed his arms, and you rubbed his back in a teasing manner as you talked to the children.
a sheepish smile appeared on your face, and you apologized to the children, “sorry about him, he gets a little rude sometimes and doesn’t think about his words. he was just worried for you, that’s all.” you paused, “you forgive him, don’t you?”
one of the children whispered to another, giggling and putting their hand over their mouth to stifle their laughter. they kept glancing at you and katsuki, and the other child wanted in on the secret.
you teased, “aw, come on, what are you guys talking about?”
the kids looked at each other with smiles on their faces before one stated, “he looks at you like how my daddy looks at my mommy!”
you and katsuki’s eyes both widened, your cheeks tinted red as the tips of his ears were also tinted red. he gasped and stared at the children in shock, surprised they would out him like that.
a small hum left your lips, and you pulled the blonde closer, as he was nearly stiff, but you said goodbye to the children, claiming you needed to leave and go back to your mentor’s agency. once they said goodbye, you dragged katsuki back to the agency in silence.
you interrupted the loudness in his head when you asked, “do you think we can get married after we graduate or should we focus on our hero work?”
gosh, you never failed to make his mind blank. he replied with another question, “can’t we do both?”
a giggle escaped your mouth, “i guess we can!”
he argued, “there’s one thing you need to know though. there’s no way in hell i’m having kids.”
you stared at him for a second, seeing the slight turn of his lips, and shook your head, “you’re such a liar, katsuki!”
a chuckle escaped his mouth, knowing you were right.
yuh
TWT PORN LINKS // SMUT‼️| Katsuki x f!reader !! Katsuki’s birthday special | ib: @missdynamighttt <3
“Y’like it when I stroke my cock between your ass like this hm? Fucking freak, should’ve known you’d be into this shit huh? Good fuckin’ girl..“
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“What do you think you’re doing? You wanna make shit in my kitchen lookin’ like that huh? Lemme fuck that perfect ass while you cook babygirl..”
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“Fuck.. so messy, good fuckin’ girl.. come on, it’s my birthday, right? Give me a good present my little slut hm?”
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“God, I love these fucking tits so much, so soft. I just wanna leave marks and bite your pretty nipples.. Y’like that shit huh baby? Let me know you do..make those noises babygirl..”
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“Mmm.. you’re so soft, you did this f’me? How sweet…let me suck on those sweet tits of yours while you ride my cock..baby girl..”
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You’re thighs are so pretty, f..fuck..Y’like it when I fuck em’ like this hm baby?.. you’re pretty tits fit right in my hand mama.. fuck im about to cum all over you’re thighs baby, y’ready..mmm?
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“Baby you’re so beautiful, you like it when I eat you out like this..hm? M’gonna eat you like my last fuckin’ meal babygirl, spread those perfect thighs more sweet girl, I need to taste you better. Y’like when I use my tongue like this y’slut? Speak with words not sounds baby.”
Thank you for reading + watching cuties 💕 Please do not steal, plagiarize my works~ ty baby <3 Happy Birthday Katsuki 🧡