R4inerr

I'm a 21yo obsessed with fictional characters. I don't have a consistent upload schedule however I will certainly try. Feel free to request, characters that I haven't already written for are also welcome. (requests may take some time) My works are written with a fem!reader in mind unless stated otherwise.

I'll try to give this page a nice aesthetic at some point in time lol x (I'm slowly working on it)

Masterlist

Part 1 Part 2

Aizawa who doesn’t realize just how deep his feelings for you go until he sees Sensoji trying once again to chat you up. Of course, you look bored out of your mind, borderline annoyed. Was it so wrong for him to feel this way? He hoped not, not after how close the two of you had gotten recently. He hates the bubbling heat in his stomach, how his guts feel like they’re twisting, the cold sinking feeling in his blood. He can’t stand it. Cannot stand the look on that guys face, how he really thinks he has a chance with you. And while yes, you don’t look particularly happy about the situation you find yourself in, you’re entertaining him, letting him ramble on. He hates how he wants to march over there and tear you away, but he knows he can’t. Knows he technically has no right, how Sensoji will probably just make things worse. He can feel his friends' eyes on him. Watching him stare at you, unable to look away.

Aizawa who doesn’t know what to say to get his friends to lay off of him. He’s completely exposed himself to them, that much is clear. All those little things that had built up, that had now become far too hard to deny; and clearly the blush on his face only made it all the more obvious. He was whipped. In way too deep. So instead of denying it, he stays quiet. The silence, enough of an answer on its own. Because yes, they were right. Their teasing would only get worse from here on out.

Aizawa who continues to walk you to and from school everyday. Though now that you’ve become closer, you bring him into your home every so often. When you’re both not busy with your work studies. Spending a couple hours each week “studying” but it usually ends up with the two of you chatting about literally everything else, even if it’s mostly you doing the talking. He enjoys those days. Spending his time sitting on the carpet on your bedroom floor, directly across from you; your textbooks long gone. 

Aizawa who’s heart flutters at the sight of that stuffed cat lying against your pillow, tucked under your blanket like you’d set him up comfortably before leaving for school. He likes snooping through your room when you step out. Noting all the small trinkets you’ve got lying around, all the books lined up along the shelf. The clothes thrown lazily like you were in a rush out the door this morning. He can’t tear his eyes away from all the little gifts he’s given you. Your bedroom looks about how he’d expected it to. It suits you perfectly. 

Aizawa who freezes up when you move to your bed and pat the space beside you, like you expected him to join you. His mind races far too quickly to even comprehend how long he’d been silent for. He doesn’t even register the silence until he hears your laugh. It’s then that his body finally moves, he’s uncharacteristically clumsy. But when he finally sits down, it’s not weird, it’s not awkward. It's comfortable, like he was meant to be here, right next to you. It doesn’t come as a surprise when you lean into him, he’s far too used to it by now; but what does come as a shock to him is the way his body leans right back into yours, like you were meant to fit together. He doesn’t even remember when he fell asleep. He just remembers waking up in the morning to the sound of your alarm going off. His phone is full of notifications from his parents. Asking if he was planning on spending the night at your place. 

Aizawa who spent that morning in a panic, there was no way he’d be able to run home and make it to school on time. So instead he showers at your place, using your shampoo, your body wash; and comes out smelling just like you. His uniform is a little wrinkled but it would have to do. Walking into class, he’s met with his friends who take one single whiff of him and their eyes good wide. Clearly creating many different scenarios in their heads. “Just what were you two up to last night?” Aizawa huffs before he replies “It's not what you think. I just fell asleep while we were studying.” Luckily for him, his friends know him well enough to know he’s telling the truth, even if that’s not as interesting as they’d hoped.

Aizawa who’s completely in his head for the rest of the day. Cannot keep himself focused on the lessons in your classes. He can’t stop thinking about it, how close he’d been to you all night, even if it was completely innocent and unintentional. And now he was completely surrounded by your scent. His brain felt scattered.

Aizawa who’s still lost even while on patrol that night. He’s stuck there listening to Hizashi and Nemuri, listening to them constantly teasing him over how zoned out he’s been; asking if he’s been thinking of you. He’s so lost in thought that he manages to take a hit, despite the loud warnings from the others. 

Aizawa whose face is flushed the next day. He’s never seen you so worried. But here you were, freaking out over the cut on his cheek, the one he’d gotten the night before. Your hands are on his face, one holding his head in place while the other gently touches the cut. He can hear the huff from the other side of the room, he can practically feel the guy’s glare on the back of his head. But he doesn’t react. Doesn’t want to give him any satisfaction. Instead he leans into your touch, letting you dote on him. The soft look in your eyes, the gentle touches, the sweet and warm words. As much as it embarrasses him to have someone so concerned for him, he can’t bring himself to care all that much. Not when he’s literally living his dreams.

Aizawa who finally makes his move one night, the two of you are sitting on his bedroom floor. Per usual your textbooks are being completely ignored. He decided to be bold, or at least as bold as he could be. So he moves to sit beside you, leaning back against his bed, scooting himself closer so that your touching. This is completely new to him, but the way you don’t try to stop him, gives him a new boldness he didn’t have before. He felt completely confident in his actions, hell, in himself. His arm slings up gently around your shoulder, where he just slightly pulls you towards him, allowing you a second to move away. He watches you look up at him, loves the look in your eyes. He shrugs his shoulder into yours, his heart feels likes its beating out of his chest. It certainly doesn’t help when you lay your head on his shoulder, the content sigh leaving your mouth relaxes him. 

Aizawa who needs to know what your lips feel like. Needs to feel how soft they are against his own. He feels your head tilt back up to look at him, there's a look in your eyes, something foggy mixed with desire. You two just sit there, staring at each other for a few minutes. It feels intimate, despite the seemingly innocent nature. Finally, you move. lifting your head up to meet his own, capturing his lips with your own. His dreams and wishes come true. Here he was, kissing you after months of telling himself you didn’t feel the same. After months of telling himself he wasn’t good enough for you. When you finally pull away you move back to lay your head on his shoulder. The silence is comforting. “Sooo, does this mean you’ll be my boyfriend now?”  He feels his face heating up. he worries you can feel it radiating off of him. All he can do is mutter a quiet “if you want me to be..”  “I do” 

Thank you so much 😭😭❤️

Pro!Bakugou x Pro!Reader

Katsuki who has definitely gotten more comfortable with himself and how the public sees him as he’s grown. He doesn’t mind when people call him a “Simp” or when they say he follows you around like a lost puppy, in fact he simply turns a blind eye to it all. Because they’re 100% correct. 

Katsuki who lives for seeing those videos of women comparing their boyfriends and husbands to him. Sometimes people can even find him in the comments of those videos. Telling them to leave their man and how there's plenty of fish in the sea. Any oncoming comments about marrying him are met with “I’ve already chosen my fish so back the fuck up.” The media had a field day with that. 

Katsuki who loves when you two have patrol together. He’ll slow his pace to match your own, making sure you’re keeping up. The fans love that. They love seeing him walking with his hand on the small of your back, not pushing you to move. Just making sure you’re still there. That nobody has snuck up on the two of you for an ambush. 

Katsuki who’ll ignore his own injuries to check on you. Even if he’s literally bleeding out, he’ll ignore it because you’ve got a small cut on your cheek that needs immediate medical attention according to him. Surrounding bystanders usually get to witness him limping over to where you are and dusting you off, wiping the blood off your cheek and giving you a kiss. It’s only when you physically drag him to the closest medic that he gets his very real injury checked out.

Katsuki who still finds ways to check on you when you’re not patrolling together. He’ll ask fans on the streets if they’ve seen you today. He isn’t even subtle about it, he’ll straight up ask where you were last seen and what you were up to. If you two bump into each other throughout the day he’ll usually greet you with a light slap on your ass; you don’t even have to check to see who it is, everyone knows not to mess with you or Katsuki will murder them.

Katsuki who’ll bring you lunch on the days you’re out but he’s off. He’ll find himself slaving away in the kitchen, putting all his effort into this one meal just for you. He’ll text and ask where you are, even though he’s already on his way cause he has your location. He shows up wearing his regular everyday clothes. While you’re fully suited up. Fans love taking pictures and captioning them “Submissive and breedable house-husband” 

Katsuki who’s pissed the second a villain lays their hand on you. Pissed. The villain is practically begging for their life the second they realise what they’ve done. Literally in tears, begging to be cuffed and dragged away instead of being dealt with by him.

Katsuki who doesn’t even need to be at the crime scene for villains to be scared of him. The second they see your face and recognise you, they’re already shitting themselves. Already preparing for death, turning themselves into the police. 

Katsuki who doesn’t even flinch when you slap his ass right back, even when you do it with force. Significantly harder than when he does it. He doesn’t even care if people were around to see, he doesn’t give a shit if it’s trending that same day.

Katsuki who’s completely fine with the media seeing you mad at him. If anything he says it’s a teaching moment. “Even the healthiest couples have arguments.” While he’s literally being dragged away by his ear. 

Katsuki who’s a sucker for your touch. Yes, his hands are on you constantly. But when it’s you initiating? That’s different. A good different. Doesn’t even care when it’s posted alongside those people doing the “Seeing if my boyfriend melts into the kiss” trend; because that's exactly what he’s doing. He’s still coming down from the adrenaline of the battle. Still stiffened, prepared for anything when you walk up and do it. And he melts instantly, wrapping a hand around your waist, pulling you in. If anything he’s upset that you pull away and have the audacity to laugh.

Katsuki who hates when villains flirt with either of you. It genuinely pisses him off. He’s literally scolding them while tying them up. “Why the hell would I want you when I’ve got all that?” his gaze is practically glued to you. Or “What the fuck makes you think you even have a chance.” No form of seduction is taking him away from you.

Aizawa having a wet dream about you

Nsfw

Aizawa who wakes up feeling like a teenager all over again. The gross sticky feeling in his boxers, the layer of sweat coating his body, the disturbing thoughts still swarming his head, he swore he was done with it all. He feels so much shame for it. Yet at the same time? He enjoyed it. Though he won’t acknowledge that last part. Because you’re his colleague, he shouldn’t be having a wet dream about you at the ripe age of 30. He’s too damn old for this.

Aizawa who’s self control can only do so much. He just can’t stop the thoughts from flooding his mind. He can’t shake the image of you on your knees, staring up at him with glossy eyes, his hands on the side of your head, his hips thrusting. He can’t stop thinking about his dick sliding in and out of your mouth while your hand worked the base. How every time you pulled back his dick was covered in your spit. He can’t help the physical full body shiver he does in response to it. Can’t even hide the fact his dick is still rock hard, as if he didn’t blow his load in his boxers earlier.

Aizawa who tries to go about his morning as usual. Tries to rub one out in the shower, but no matter what he does he just can’t get it to go down. So he settles for tucking it into his waist band. Hoping that ignoring it enough will cause it to go away. But it doesn’t. Of course it doesn’t. He’s almost late to work, all because his morning routine had been thrown off. 

Aizawa who finally makes it to class, with enough time to get himself set up. But luck just isn’t on his side today. The second he steps back out into the hall he bumps into you, and the books in your hands fall straight to the ground. He’s startled at the sight of you, he hadn’t thought about you since he was in the shower. But now here you are. In front of him. Kneeling on the ground. If his dick had started to go down before it definitely wasn’t now. In fact it was harder than it’d been all morning, something he hadn’t even thought was possible. He’s too stunned by his body’s reaction to even move. So now he just looks like an asshole who won’t help you pick up the books you’d dropped. Great. 

Aizawa who stutters out an apology before quickly turning back into the room and shutting the door. STUTTERS. At his grown age. He feels sick. And not because he’s disgusted with you of course, no it’s because he’s disgusted by himself. Disgusted by how much he enjoyed it. How he wished the dream wasn’t just a dream. Wished he could find a way to have you on your knees for him.

Aizawa who locks himself in his classroom during the lunch break. Doesn’t leave his room no matter how many people come looking for him. He doesn’t even open the door when you come knocking. He’s dedicated to hiding himself away. He doesn’t think he can face anyone without feeling immense shame flooding his body. Teaching was already hard enough.

Aizawa who stays late. Mostly to avoid you. Well avoid everyone really. He’s been here, like this for literal hours. No matter what he does his thoughts just keep going back to it. Every time he thinks he’s safe your face flashes through his mind. The whines, the moans you were letting out against his dick, the adorable face you’d made when he moved one of his hands from the side of your head to under your chin, tilting your head up to face him. He couldn’t stand it. But again, luck was not on his side today. He thought he was the only person left in the building, he thought it was safe to finally pack his things and leave. But no, there you were. Standing in the doorway of his classroom. The sweetest look on your face, like you’d been concerned for his health. And you had been.

Aizawa who just needs to get home and deal with it himself. But he can’t not when you’re standing in front of him and he’s about to lose his composure. “Shota are you alright?” God, your voice sounds good saying his name. “I’m fine. You should head out.”   “Are you sure?” He just nods. He watches as your eyes look him up and down, briefly pausing to stare down where he’s got a very prominent bulge. But he can’t even bring himself to be embarrassed anymore. “Are you sure?” you repeat. All he can do is sigh. “I’m fine. Nothing I can’t fix myself.”   “If you say so.” He hears the playfulness in your voice, like you know exactly what's been going through his mind all day. He watches as you turn and leave, then hears your voice as you walk through the hall. “Later Sho! I’ll see you tomorrow!!” He swears you’re going to be the death of him.

part 1 Part 3

Aizawa who found himself thinking of you in the dead of night when he couldn’t fall asleep. Pondering what it could be like if you really did reciprocate those feelings he harboured. It was these moments where he truly allowed himself to indulge in his delusions. He envisioned you leaning your weight onto him, just holding you. He imagined you confessing your love for him. The mere thought of indulging himself like this brought shame upon him, it made him feel like an incel despite the innocent thoughts he had. 

Aizawa who’s delusions weren’t entirely “false” it’s more like they were based in truth, a truth he somehow convinced himself he was reading too much into. But if he really thought about it critically he’d realize he wasn’t far off, there were plenty of times where you’d let your head lean on to his shoulder, sometimes even grab hold of his arm and lean further into him. He wouldn’t admit it, but the faint blush on his face said he enjoyed it. Thankfully you were kind enough to save those moments when your small group was tucked away on the roof, or just out of view from the other students. (You weren’t oblivious to the bullying he would receive when you gave him special treatment)

Aizawa who told himself you don’t actually mean what you say… That when you say “Omg, I literally love you” it’s pure sarcasm. Even when he’s your go to person. One of the very few people you truly cling to. He’s stunned whenever you bring up something he said during a conversation months ago, he’s shocked anyone would pay that much attention to him, let alone remember it months later. 

Aizawa who can’t help himself when you’re sitting so close to him. He can’t help himself from indulging in those small touches. He finds comfort in the feeling of his hand on your arm. He loves it when you take it a step further and interlock your pinky fingers. It feels intimate to him. It feels like he’s doing something he shouldn’t be. 

Aizawa who doesn’t take your compliments seriously, despite the butterflies they give. It’s an ego boost for him, he’s so full of insecurities that hearing his favourite person say anything nice at all, makes him feel like he’s on top of the world. Though he always shrugs them off, tries to convince himself you don’t mean it, that you’re just saying it to be nice. Those compliments have become something he genuinely looks forward to; and if you stop saying anything for a while he’ll get worried that he’s done something to upset you. He’ll spend days completely on edge, trying to figure out how to fix this. Though all is usually well after a few days. 

Aizawa whose heart fluttered every time he caught a glimpse of that keychain he bought you dangling off your bag. HE gave that to YOU and you actually liked it enough to put it front and center of your bag. He thought he was dying inside when you showed up to class one day with a matching keychain, a matching one for HIM for his bag. He was a bit dramatic with trying to play it off like he didn’t care, but you knew he did when he went right to clip it on to his own bag. He felt a sense of pride seeing Sensoji’s annoyed face when he saw the matching keychains. 

Aizawa who progressively grows more confident around you. He knows for a fact that you don’t look down on him the way the others do. He doesn’t have to second guess himself with you. He knows you. Knows you’re a safe space for him. He’s more talkative with you. He starts playing along with your teasing, though that’s usually in private.

Aizawa who practically insists on walking to and from school with you. Though it’s more “subtle” than that. He doesn’t ask, doesn’t really even acknowledge it. You’re just walking side by side one day and it becomes routine. He brings an umbrella for you to share when the weather calls for it, he’ll lend his jacket to you when you forget your own. He won’t take no for an answer either, he’ll act like he’s overheating, like you’re doing him a favour by taking it. 

Aizawa who tries to perfect his handwriting after you complimented it. You needed to copy his notes in class, you said that his handwriting was super clean; and ever since then he’s tried to get it as neat as possible just for you. In hopes that you’ll cause another commotion, causing others to come look. Not that he wanted your classmates attention, but the memory he had of you making such a big deal out of something so small made him so giddy inside.

Aizawa who’ll go home and watch a show you brought up in class. You hadn’t even recommended it. His thought behind it was being able to have something new in common. Something that you were actively interested in. So he goes home and binges it over the weekend, so that when you bring it up again in class on Monday he’s able to make a comment or two about it. He loves how excited you get over your interests.

Aizawa who gets all smug inside when your teacher says you two should pair up because you work well together. Even better it was one of those times where both classes trained together. He got to “rub it in Sensoji’s face” even if he literally did nothing but show off a little. All because he knew it was pissing him off. He makes it a point to stay near you during training after that. Because he really did take the teachers comment to heart. But little did he know it was just his teacher being aware of Aizawa’s crush on you, and trying to help him out a little…

Aizawa who eventually works up the courage to ask you to hang out with him. Alone. He leaves it at that. Doesn’t specify that it is or isn’t a date. Just a hang out… Though in his head, it’s a date. You two briefly stop at the mall before going to a movie you’d been talking about. It’s not awkward. Just two close friends hanging out. But then he feels your arm slowly wrap around his, your head softly leaning against his shoulder. And he thinks he’s dreaming, yes you’ve done this before but that was with your friends around. Was this different? Did you feel what he felt? His thoughts are pretty much confirmed when he feels your fingers slowly lace themselves with his own. You’re both silent. Neither of you acknowledge it. But that’s fine. It works for both of you. You stay seated that way for the rest of the movie. When it’s finally over the two of you make your way to the arcade within the theatre. Spending way too much money on overpriced games, and cheap prizes. 

Aizawa who wins you a small stuffed cat at the arcade. He shrugs it off like it’s nothing. But it means everything to both of you. A souvenir from your “First date” when he walks you home it’s mostly silent, you both briefly talk about the movie, but it’s not really on your mind. The silence is comforting. Your presence beside him is comforting. He drops you off at your house and heads home. Neither of you are talking about what happened earlier. And when you go back to school none of it is mentioned to your friends either. It’s just a secret the two of you have silently but mutually agreed to keep to yourselves. Not out of shame or embarrassment. But because you want to see where this goes without the pressure of people watching. 

Young Aizawa crushing on you

Part 2 Part 3

Aizawa who met you through Oboro Shirakumo in your first year. Though it took him a little while to really warm up to you. He wasn’t a very outspoken person, nor did he seem to show any emotions.

Aizawa who’s crush blossomed out of nowhere, there was no one thing that caused it. Just small feelings slowly building up inside. Until one day he realized what those feelings were. And acknowledging it came with plenty of insecurities; because the ones he had prior just weren’t enough.

Aizawa who went through a phase where he practically couldn’t use his quirk around you. It affected his grades, sure, but the teachers were used to the odd behaviour. He didn’t want you to think of him like the others did, didn’t want you to think he was a villain. However it was your encouragement that convinced him that his quirk wasn’t all that bad. You’d defended him in front of your classmates, had absolutely no problem sticking up for him. Eventually when word got around he was approached by Sensoji, who had a very obvious crush on you. He cornered Aizawa, and had him pretty much pinned against the wall. His words were a bit more harsh than usual. “Just stay the hell away from her, she doesn’t want somebody with a quirk like yours.” Aizawa’s blank stare just pissed him off even more, letting out an annoyed huff before storming away.

Aizawa who worries that he’s reading into the way speak to him. He’s convinced himself he’s completely delusional and there's no possibility that the crush he has could ever be reciprocated. But he’s really just too blindsided by his insecurities to really see it. He misses the way you look at him, with eyes full of admiration. He doesn’t hear you talking about a boy that fits his description perfectly with your friends. He misses how you always check on him first after training, obviously it’s just because he’s closest to you, or at least that’s what he’s been telling himself.

Aizawa who despite having all those insecurities, couldn’t stay away. Not when you smiled at him like that. He’s constantly inviting your little friend group over to do homework just to have you in his house. Sure, your friends are also there, but he’ll take anything.

Aizawa who finds himself checking in on you A LOT. though he plays it off like you’re any other person. Acting completely nonchalant while internally freaking out. Eyes scanning over you, paying extra attention, taking note of every wince, and limp you try so hard to hide. He watched you try and play off the pain as nothing more than a scratch. He’ll make sure you stop by the nurse before the school day ends, whether it be him pretending he has an injury so that he can drag you there with him, or subtly telling Nemuri and having her take you.

Aizawa who’s super protective over you, but hides it under the guise of being a concerned friend. He helps you design your gear, making sure you’ve got enough cushioning to keep you safe. He tries so hard to get you to do your work studies together. He doesn’t even mind that Oboro would be there the entire time. Honestly he’s pretty sure the guy’s caught on by now. They just know each other too well. If you’re able to join them, he’s keeping a very, very close eye on you. If not, he’s constantly checking in, whether it be through you or any friends you’re with, he’s asking just not directly “what was the ___Agency doing today?” he’s absolutely looking for you anytime your agencies work together.

Aizawa who enjoys the playful banter the two of you have, though to anyone else it would appear very one sided. “Aww Shota, you missed me that much?” “shut up.” “Shota! Wanna study again tonight?” “it’s not preferred” (he’s 100% doing it) He’s very aware that people think he’s rude because of it, he hears the way people talk when they hear and pass by “poor girl, he’s clearly not interested.” But the comments where people call you desperate for his attention, he doesn’t like those; he’ll make an effort to talk to you when they’re within earshot just to prove them wrong.

Aizawa who experiences heartbreak during your second year. He watches as Sensoji arrogantly walks towards you, chest puffed out, face all smug, He makes direct eye contact with him and all it widens the smile on Sensoji’s face; Just knowing that you’re going to fall right into his arms, that he’ll be able to rub it right in Aizawa’s face. Aizawa is completely convinced this is the end. That you’ll accept his confession and run away together. But to their surprise you turn the guy down, not offering much of an answer.

Aizawa who’s completely blindsided. He swore you’d go for someone like Sensoji, someone with a powerful quirk, someone who doesn’t have a villainous quirk like him. But no. You turned him down. The heartbreak he’d felt watching him walk up to you was now completely gone. Instead he’s feeling those same feelings from before, the same butterflies in his stomach as when you smile at him.

Aizawa who feels a bit more confident about himself. Feeling a little better about his quirk. All because someone as perfect as you turned down one of the most “attractive” guys in your school. Sure you didn’t do it for Aizawa, but he was willing to be a little delusional now, willing to let himself believe that you did it for him.

Aizawa who goes right back to his silent yearning. Still convinced he’s not the kind of guy you’d be interested in. He doesn’t think he could deal with your rejection so he continues on how it was before. He’s still one of your closest friends, and he’s still doing whatever he can to keep you around. Oboro definitely knows, but is supportive. he’ll invite your whole group to the movies and then convince Nemuri and Hizashi to ditch last minute so that the two of you can have some alone time.

Aizawa who still isn’t all that talkative. He sticks to his short responses, but if he senses your disappointment with his lack of enthusiasm he’ll make an effort for you. It won’t be much, but enough to make you smile. He’ll send a simple goodnight and good morning every day, something he doesn’t do with the others. It’s not much, but it’s his way of expressing his feelings.

Aizawa who takes note of everything you’ve into. He won’t admit it but he enjoys going to the mall as a group. He uses it as a way to see what kind of things you like. He’ll stop by on his own time and pick up that cute keychain you were gawking at, or that pretty bracelet you’d been showing Nemuri. He’ll sit on those things for months, or until a special date happens, one where he can play off the gift. “Happy birthday, it’s nothing really.” he’ll shove the giftbag into your hands and walk off before you can reply, though he doesn’t go far, he hides away behind a corner watching for your reaction.

Aizawa who can’t help but stare at you during classes. You’re a sight far too pretty to ignore. He loves the way the sunlight reflects off your skin, thinks the glow makes you look ethereal. He can’t help but watch all those small mannerisms you unknowingly do. He can’t help but tune everything out at the sound of your voice. Even if you’re not talking to him. He’ll completely tune out whoever’s talking to him just to hear the melodic sound of your voice. He’ll freeze up at your touch. Whether it be the slight grazing of your fingers when passing him a pencil or a squeeze of his arm for comfort. He’s completely taken.

Girl Dad

Katsuki who knew he’d do anything for the little guy the moment he laid eyes on him. But it really came as a big surprise when he ended up with a personality closer to Deku’s than his own. Your son was almost a perfect carbon copy of his father, his personality being the only thing that really set them apart. Your son had his face, his hair, his eyes; but most importantly, in his opinion at least, he had your smile.

Katsuki who was shocked by how cuddly the little guy is. Though he’s grown very, very used to it. He doesn’t hate it. No, if anything he adores it. He just wasn’t used to that type of affection. He hadn’t really experienced it as a kid. So it’s pretty safe to say his favorite part of the day is walking through the door to the toddler patiently waiting for his father to lift him into the safety of his arms. He yearns for those special occasions where your son grabs him by the hand, leading him to the soft couch to cuddle. Even if he’s in serious need of a shower, he’d rather spend his time with the little guy.

Katsuki who’s mastered the art of patience. And really, that's a lot for him. He doesn’t get upset when your son can’t properly express his emotions, or when he’s clearly not in the mood to talk. He’ll sit there patiently, trying to coax an answer out of him. He’s not pushy, and he knows to use a gentle tone. It’s pretty safe to say he’s your son's safe space.

Katsuki who keeps your son away from fans in the streets. Even when they mean the best. If the little guy is seemingly in the mood to say a quick “Hi” he’ll allow it, it’s definitely not hurting him developmentally. But for the most part, he keeps him tucked into his side, away from the noisy crowd. Though there have been times he’s felt your son’s hand move from where it was grasping onto him just to wave at the fans that’d been trying to talk; the Awe’s your son gets in response give Katsuki a little unnecessary ego boost.

Katsuki who’ll never get used to coming home injured. Though it’s usually just a scratch, nothing warranting a hospital visit. Your son however, seems to think your husband is on his death bed. Your little guy makes sure to drag Katsuki off to your bed the second he sees any small cut or bruise on him. He’ll raid the bathroom cupboard where you keep the first aid, along with the many special bandaids. He’ll pick out the finest Hello Kitty one in the pack for Katsuki. Taking extra care to not wrinkle it in the process of putting it on. He’ll kiss it better, and proceed to heavily monitor your husband so that he doesn’t die spontaneously. 

Katsuki who can’t stand when people try to correct your son's behaviour. He hates how some people can feel so entitled to his son's voice, his affection or just his attention. He didn’t hesitate to defend him when a rude old lady tried to lecture him. “It’s rude to not say hello, you need to teach that boy some manners.” The whole situation had been unwarranted really, Katsuki had just been standing on the sidewalk talking with Kirishima, your son tucked away behind his leg when she passed by. Saying Hello, while trying to pinch his cheeks. Katsuki didn’t even blame the kid for tucking himself further into him. 

Katsuki who adores your son. He really does. He loves how soft spoken he is, even if it is a little hard to hear his murmuring, you can bet he’s paying extra attention to the boy. He loves all the cuddling, all the close contact. He loves the feeling of your son resting in his arms. He doesn’t mind that your child isn’t loud, or how your son isn’t as energetic as him. He loves your son for who he is, and he wouldn’t change it for the world.

Shy Girl Dad Bakugou

Boy Dad

Katsuki who had a real wakeup call when your daughter was born. Not that he’d change it for the world, he absolutely adores her. But unfortunately for him, along with his patience, she was the complete opposite of him. She wasn’t loud or abrasive like him, instead she was soft spoken and timid. At first he’d just thought it was a developmental thing, but he found himself ruling that out pretty quickly when she met milestones exactly when she should’ve. 

Katsuki who shocked everyone with how quickly he adapted. He didn’t push her, at least not when it wasn’t absolutely necessary. He found himself lowering his tone around her, having way more patience with her than he had with anyone else. She really was the apple of his eye the second she was brought into this world. 

Katsuki who noticed every little thing about her. How she’d insist on sharing her snacks with the people she loved; even when that left her with less. He noticed how soft her voice was when talking to strangers, the way she’d tuck herself into the back of his leg or into the crook of his neck. He noticed the way she’d play with her hands or her clothes in spaces full of people. 

Katsuki who was very protective over her. Never letting people get too close. He’d never stray too far from her, always being there to be her shield. Though he’d never force it, he’d watch for her reactions, if she seemed okay with the attention, he’d hover, but when he noticed the uncomfortable expression would wash upon her face, he’d be there.

Katsuki who always had 5 little fingers wrapped around two of his own. Her hand still being way too small to fully hold his own. Over time it became soothing for him, the feeling of her being so close. 

Katsuki who loved playing dress up with her. He didn’t mind the uncomfortable tiara, or the hot pink feathery boa that always accompanied it. He didn’t mind the ache in his legs from the tiny, toddler sized chairs he was forced to sit in. Nor did he mind the demanding tone she took on when she took on the role of Queen. He’d drop anything to play with her. 

Katsuki who loved when she sat on the floor while he cooked. He constantly finds himself picking her up to have her taste his cooking. Even when her only criticisms were that it needed to be more sweet, or that he needed to add chocolate. 

Katsuki who’d defend her against anyone. If people asked her to speak up or to repeat themselves he’d tell them to get their ears checked; even if he himself couldn’t hear her either. He’d been temporarily banned from the playground from scaring other kids when they wouldn’t let her play with them because she was too quiet. 

Katsuki who always made sure to have a tiny pair of sunglasses and a small hat with him when in public. He knew some of his fans were crazy, along with the media. So if it was unavoidable he planned on making his daughter as comfortable as he could in the situation.

Katsuki who loved hearing her call him Papa. Even if he almost couldn’t tell if she’d actually said it. He still cherished it. 

Katsuki who found himself pondering back to his own childhood a lot because of her. Her actions constantly made him rethink his own. How sweet and caring she is versus how he acted back then. How he still behaved now. He knew she got it all from you. And he couldn’t say he hated it all that much. But still. It made him regret a lot of things. He couldn’t possibly imagine someone treating her the way he treated others and getting away with it.

Accidentally sending Aizawa a nude

Part 1

This may be a little ooc, i tried to keep it as close as possible. <3

I can do a more platonic version if that's what you were going for.

Fic Recs ♡

Updated as of 10/07/26

None of these fantastic Fics belong to me! ♡

This has been sitting in my drafts for a while now, I still plan on updating it as I find more works of art.

Some Links are to A03

𑣲⋆ Resident Evil

♡ Leon s. Kennedy

The Family Protection Act - @leonarchive

Lovers Rock - @h4neypot

𑣲⋆ Jujutsu Kaisen

♡ Gojo

from the subway train - @lvrsatoru

In another life - VioletSaffron

Tinderbox - Lina99

Off the record - @alygator77

♡ Geto

Bloom - cookiecrumblings

This beautifully ugly life - thenotebookthatgotaway

In another life - VioletSaffron

Between ruin and redemption - thelastcitysposts

Tinderbox - Lina99

Bug - Papa_Slime

Ghost of you - @suguruss1ut

Risky Business - Dorothea_FanFics

♡ Sukuna

Chemically Bonded - Sixxels

Back to me - @oksukuna

♡Naoya Zenin

A man undone by a girl - Papa_Slime

Second Chances - @willowsslove

♡Megumi

Your type? - its_tamajikis

𑣲⋆ Attack On Titan

♡ Reiner Braun

Crawl Home by @moluvies

♡ Levi Ackerman

Dust, Diamonds - maokitty

𑣲⋆ My Hero Academia

♡ Katsuki Bakugou

Second Time Around - @simplybakugou

𑣲⋆ Extras

♡Din Djarin

He smells like petrichor - lady_brontide

Mine - @joelsbloodyhands

First time for everything - @liltangerineart

Catch 22 - @wcnderlnds

♡Michael Afton

Survive the night - @frost-queen

Bsf Katsuki x Reader who got cheated on

Nsfw

Im so so sorry this took so long. I hope you're doing better now. <3

Bsf!Katsuki who had a gut feeling, right from the beginning. The second he met the guy? He just knew he was bad news. But you were dumb and in love, so you ignored his warnings. It took a while for him to get used to the whole thing, and honestly, he never really got over it. He just stayed by your side, burying his feelings as deep as he possibly could, or at least that's what he told himself.

Bsf!Katsuki who did his best to steal you away from the guy when you were together. Constantly whining about how you were gonna fall behind if you didn’t train with him. Or as a more desperate measure, he’d lie about plans the two of you had, saying you’d just forgotten them as a way to drag you away from the guy. And usually it worked. But not always. Those times it didn’t work, he spent the night sulking, telling himself he’d ignore you for a few days to really drive in the point, but he never lasted that long. It usually only took a couple hours  before he’d reach out.

Bsf!Katsuki who’d been lying on your couch when your boyfriend called. Katsuki had been forced to endure watching you try on your whole closet, getting ready for a date with him. He’d watched you redo your makeup twice already that evening, restyle your hair a few times, and needless to say it was beginning to piss him off. Why were you putting so much effort into this guy? He’d been lying here for what? Four hours now? He’d spent his afternoon watching you panic over this guy, and the second you finally walked out the door, not even having a chance to close the door behind you, he called. And what does he say? “Sorry baby, can’t do tonight, I’m just not feeling it. I'll text you later though.” . . .  Katsuki had to sit there and watch so many different emotions flash across your face just for you to throw your bag at the wall and break into tears. That bastard.

Bsf!Katsuki who was leaning against your kitchen counter when he saw a text flash across your screen. You’d invited him over to hang out for the evening since you didn’t have any plans with that guy. You had your back turned when it came through, but he couldn’t help himself from leaning in to read it. “So excited for our date tn, maybe we could go back to mine after?” when Katsuki looked back up you were leaning over his shoulder with a very confused expression on your face. “I thought you were free tonight?”   “I am.”  he watched you quickly text back “We don’t have plans tonight? That's tomorrow night.” The text is read almost immediately. “Oh yeah, my bad.” you’re quiet for the rest of the evening. Katsuki can only feel rage, and he’s trying so damn hard to hide it.

Bsf!Katsuki who decides to come with you to drop off some documents at your boyfriend’s agency. Why? He was bored as hell. It was a slow day. Sue him. He can’t help but envy that guy at the cheerful smile on your face, he can’t help but admire the way you’re so excitedly talking about that new movie you wanna go see; with him. He hates it all so much, hates how that sad excuse of a guy gets to call you his. He loves the smile on your face, so when it’s wiped away the second you open the door to his office kills him. But what kills him even more is the scene in front of him. You slowly breaking into angry tears, while your boyfriend is at his desk quickly putting his pants back on, while some girl is adjusting her skirt. Oh he’s pissed. Though he doesn’t get a chance to even act before your hand is gripping his wrist so tightly and dragging him out of the building. 

Bsf!Katsuki who spends the night comforting you. You’re practically lying on him while he holds you, comforting you to the best of his abilities. He’s not good at this, it’s a fairly new thing for him, having someone come to him for comfort. But for you? He’d try anything to bring that smile back, if even for just a second. 

Bsf!Katsuki who’s pretty much become your safe space the first few weeks after everything. He’d made an effort of making sure that guy knew his place, and knew that he wasn’t welcome back. As much as it hurts him to see you upset over someone else, he's glad you came to him. He takes advantage of the fact you're clinging to him. He savours that feeling, even if it’s not under the circumstances he’d like. But he’ll take anything. 

Bsf!Katsuki who’s so fucking confused one day. It was normal. Or so he thought, you’d just been watching a movie on your couch, with you completely on top of him. Again, normal. But then, you’d sat up. You’d placed yourself right on top of his bulge. Slowly grinding yourself down into him. Making direct eye contact. He knew his face was bright red, he could feel it. Despite the effort he was making to try and keep himself from getting hard, you were just too much. In a good way of course.

Bsf!Katsuki who’s led down the hall to your bedroom. He doesn’t want to overstep, not when you’ve been crying to him about your now ex. So he lets you take the lead. Lets you push him down onto your mattress, climbing back on, one leg on each side with your hips lined up perfectly. He lets you guide his hands to your hips. Lets you grab his face while you lean down, locking your lips together. And then he feels it. The first teasing bounce of your hips. And he stiffens. There’s no possible way he’s hiding the raging hard on now. He finds himself chasing your lips when you pull away briefly, he feels your hand teasing gliding up and down his thigh before coming to stop right where he needs it, firmly grasping it through his pants. 

Bsf!Katsuki who doesn’t even remember the moment you’d both stripped down. No, he was way too fucked out at this point. He’s completely lost in your gaze, the one that's fixed on him while you work your hips just perfectly. The pace you're going at, pushing him further and further to the edge. And he swears he’s never felt so good. He’s tuned out the sounds of the bed hitting the wall, instead he’s focused on the words leaving your mouth “Fuck suki, you’re so big”  “Shit.”  “Mmm, I love you.”  He knows you’re too lost in the moment to think about what you’re saying. But still, he’d like to think you meant it. 

Bsf!Katsuki who very quickly changed his mind, because this was the best he’s ever felt. Getting to lie beside you in your bed. Knowing he’s still dripping out of you. He loves the feeling of your skin on his, and knows that you two were just meant to be, because nothing has ever felt this right. He loves waking up to you the next morning. Loves the sight of you sleeping on his chest, with his arm firmly around your waist. He loves eating breakfast with you, and thinks he could really get used to this. So when you ask him to do it all again? He can’t help but agree.

Bsf!Katsuki who tried so so hard to be happy with this new arrangement. He loved getting to see this part of you, getting to “Make love” to you. Even if you saw it differently. Because at least it was him doing it. This was everything he’d ever dreamed of. But for the sake of his feelings he had to convince himself he was just being used as a rebound. Right?...Right???

What would he be like when he’s in a fully committed relationship.

Is he a yearner? Protective? Pervy? What kinds of things do you think he would do when he’s knows he’s supported and loved?

Reiner Braun Relationship Headcanons

Reiner who’s 100% a lover boy. He really just cannot get enough of you. He’s never truly experienced love until you. His mother used him as a ticket to a better life, and he mistook that as love, so when you come into the picture he realises everything he’d ever known was a lie. He practically dedicated himself to making sure there's a smile on your face at all times. He wants to be the person you are for him. The one you go to when you need someone, the one you run to when you need a hug, or just need someone to vent to. He wants to be the person you yearn for, the person you can’t stop thinking about when it’s 2am and you can’t sleep. 

Reiner who never really felt like he could be himself around others. But as he gets more comfortable with you, he realises that you accept him for him. That you don’t think any less of him for the things he’s done. That you still hold him near and dear to your heart. 

Reiner who’s feelings are lowkey, kinda obsessive… Though if you ever expressed any boundaries, he’d completely comply. You’re not someone he’s willing to lose, so he’ll do whatever he can to ensure you’re happy. If you tell him you and the girls are going out for the night, he’ll follow from a distance, or ask the guys if they wanna go to the same place and pretend it was some weird coincidence; though you know better. 

Reiner who’d spend the last bit of money he has on you if he spotted something that you liked, or that reminded him of you. He’d quite literally give you anything and everything. He mentally keeps track of everything you say. 

Reiner who’s got jealousy issues. Major jealousy issues. You’re his. That’s really all there is to it. He’s never had anyone, so the thought of you being stolen from him? That really bothers him. Though it takes a whole lot for him to act on it. Despite the way he acts in public, he’s still a bit shy. So instead of really reacting, he sits there pouting, waiting for you to walk away from the guy that had been so insistent on asking you out. He gets incredibly clingy after that, practically glued to your side, and glaring at the guy who’s just been watching from a distance with an annoyed look on his face.

Reiner who’s had crushes in the past. But none of them had ever affected him quite like you had. None of them had ever left him with an ache in his pants this bad. None of them had ever invaded his thoughts and dreams the way you had. He felt like he was constantly hard, constantly having to walk away to deal with himself, but then again? He wasn’t completely complaining. Not when you so graciously offered to help. He was literally addicted.

Reiner who’s completely comfortable around you in private. So when you two eventually move in together, he’s completely himself around you. He’s never felt so accepted, so safe. He’s able to fully let his guard down around you. He’ll openly voice his insecurities to you, knowing he’ll receive no judgement. He knows he can cry around you, and receive nothing but comfort. And he fucking loves you for that.

Reiner who doesn’t have a whole lot of communication with his mom these days. Her views on your relationship weren’t the best. She really didn’t approve of you. Even if that made her a huge hypocrite. To say she was shocked when her son stood up to her was an understatement. The boy who’d spent most of his life seeking her approval, just to end up being used. But she was just too proud to even consider unlearning her ways. So even if it meant having a strained relationship with his mom, he’d stand up for you a thousand times if that's what it took.

Reiner who loves those late night conversations. When the two of you are lying in bed, the lights off. The sun nowhere in sight. He loved lying next to you talking about your future. Talking about the little girls that looked like him, running around the house, and their little brother who looked just like you. He talked about the family he so desperately wanted with you. How he’d let them be children and not like tools to be used. A dog? Maybe a cat or two. He really just wanted a full house. Something he never got to have. He wanted to shelter the love he never felt. And he knew he wanted to do it with you.

Sooo i have this idea, katsuki bakugo in his twenties but still lives with his parents ( its normal where i come from) and his parents room ia downstairs so they wont be listening to what he is doing to us.

Since we dont live together he wants to make a sextape with us , he is convering our mouth in it with his hand so we wont make too much noise and he wants it so he can watch it when we are away

Horny Adult Katsuki filming a sextape

nsfw

not edited sry.

Katsuki who’s somehow managed to convince you to do this. He promised his parents wouldn’t find out, and promised that it would be worth it. He wanted to be able to rewatch this intimate moment between the two of you, he wanted to take his time with you, tease you until you couldn’t take it anymore. And so that’s exactly what he did. 

Katsuki who props his phone up on his bedside table, it’s aimed towards the two of you, capturing the painfully slow foreplay. It captures you lying on your back, head resting on his pillow while he practically sat on top of you, his legs preventing you from wiggling away while he passionately made out with you. And god he hoped it’d pick up on the whispers you could hold back, no matter how many times he tried to shush you “Mmm, Suki please. Please just touch me already.” “yeah, yeah. In a minute, you haven’t earned it yet.” He can’t even stop himself from looking up at the phone mid makeout just to make sure it’s still filming. 

Katsuki who’s hand is slowly making its way down your body before sliding under the waistband of both your pants and panties. The camera may not be able to see it, but it can definitely pick up the whines you were trying so hard to hold back. “Suki, more please.”   “I thought you didn’t want them to hear you? But here you are whining like a brat.” His teasing doesn’t last very long before he’s stripping you of your clothes. Giving the phone a perfect view, though he’s not entirely satisfied and you can see it on his face. You watch him smirk before he leans over you grabbing his phone to make sure it gets a nice look at you, showing off how wet you were without even fully touching you. “Suki please!!” you almost shriek, but he’s quick to cover your mouth, shooting you a glare, but there's no malice behind it.

Katsuki who’s passing his phone to you, having you hold it so that it’s recording him. He’s quick to strip himself of his clothes. He’s got a firm grip on his dick when he looks back up at you. He sees the way you’ve angled the phone down towards his dick, and so he takes advantage of it, teasing you with his dick, slowly rubbing and grinding it along your folds, tapping it against your clit just to get a reaction out of you. He can see the slight shaking your hands are doing, how you’re practically desperate. 

Katsuki who takes the phone back from you, still holding his dick in the opposite hand. There’s a smirk on his face as he finally pushes in,and he’s making sure to catch everything on camera. He’s moving in and out a few times before setting the phone back up in its original spot, and once it’s settled he’s pistoning into you as hard as he can with his slow pace, making sure the bed’s not making too much noise. Though, he doesn’t think he’d be particularly annoyed if they did hear. It’s not like they hadn’t walked in on it once or twice before. He could just cut it out if it did happen.

Katsuki who’s got one hand on the pillow beside your head, and the other clasped over your mouth. Trying to muffle the noises you’d been trying to hold back. Though he feels a bit like a hypocrite, barely containing his own moans. He’s shoving his head into your neck, sucking hard as an attempt to control himself; Though even that doesn’t stop the soft “fuck” and “shit baby you feel so fucking good.” from leaving his mouth. The brutal thrusts don’t stop, if anything he’s only going harder, while slightly increasing his pace, despite the headboard becoming more audible. 

Katsuki who almost misses the voices of his parents yelling out to the two of you. “Damn it brat! We’re going out for the night. Try not to get a noise complaint.” There's really no way for either of you to miss the way his parents make it a point to slam the front door shut on their way out. The second it happens? He’s letting go of all restraints and slamming his hips into you full force, practically slamming the bed into the wall. His pace is almost animalistic, and even then it’s not enough for either of you. He’s quick to shift the position, moving you to your hands and knees beneath him. He’s quick to stuff himself right back inside of you. 

Katsuki who can’t help but watch your face through his phone. There’s a smirk on his face, watching you. Watching the way you gasp with every hard thrust. Watching you bite down on your lip to hold back any moans that are trying so desperately to escape. He’s slipping a hand down between your legs and wrapping the other one around your throat, tight but not hard enough to hurt or leave a mark; just enough to give you butterflies. He’s leaning towards your ear, groaning which only adds to the feeling in your core “C’mon baby, they’re gone, let me hear everything.”

Katsuki who’s so close to tipping over the edge and it’s completely your fault. The moans, the whimpers, the way you’ve been pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. It’s all too much. It only makes him more erratic. More and more moans leaving his mouth, more words that send jolts of pleasure to your core. And god the cry that leaves your throat when he says “Fuck baby, i’m so close.” just pushes him closer and closer. The feeling of you desperately pushing your hips back, forcing his dick even deeper inside of you, practically bruising your cervix, is what finally does it for him. That’s what gives him the last push he needed, the hand around your throat moving to grip your hips, holding them as flush against him as he can possibly get, tucking his head back into your neck all while he spills into you. The groan he lets out is what tips you over the edge, clenching so incredibly hard around him.

Katsuki who doesn’t pull out right away. No, instead he’s reaching back up for the phone, while admiring your fucked out face on the screen. He angles it back down to where the two of you are connected, and he slowly begins to pull out. He’s making sure to capture the moment it all begins to spill back out of you, dripping onto his bedsheets below. He’s watching the shake of your legs as you struggle to hold yourself up. When he finally stops the recording he’s tossing his phone onto his bed, not caring where it lands. 

Katsuki who takes pride in his work, seeing your face, watching the way your body continues to shake. He’s quick to wet a towel with warm water, his movements are gentle, as he cleans away the mess he’d made. He’s gentle when he carries you to the washroom. He’s already changed the sheets when you walk back into the room, and he’s in the process of lighting a candle that you’d recently bought him. He’s soft, gentle, but it’s just for you. Only for you. None of your friends would believe he could be this clingy, but he’s practically glued to you while you’re both coming down from your high. His head is tucked into your neck, while one of his legs is slung over yours, he’s got a hand on your back, softly rubbing shapes into your skin. And it’s not long before you both find yourself in a deep sleep.

You know, I know that the years and up are... hectic, right? So I wish you good luck.

But I need to ask you something. What do you think of Mirio Perv?

Pervert Mirio

Part 1 Part 2

Nsfw

Hi! I'm alive I promise, it's just been a really busy week for me. I finally graduated!

Mirio who’s basically your unofficial boyfriend. Friend with benefits if you will. He’s constantly by your side after the two of you start hooking up. Glaring down other men that would even dare to look in your direction. His hands are always on you, always groping you in some way. He makes it a whole public display, not bothering to move his hand from your ass. Not caring that people can see him groping at it. 

Mirio who takes advantage of the fact you two are now hooking up. Now that you’ve finally allowed him a place in your bed. He feels absolutely no shame jerking off next to you while you’re asleep, nor does he care if you’re awake when it happens. He likes the idea of you watching him rub one out.

Mirio who’ll send you links to his newest masturbation material. Links that are of course, videos of people dressed up as you, or look oddly similar to you. The videos usually consist of some guy going down on “you” or “you” being railed in literally any position imaginable. Regardless of the contents, it’s usually a sign that you should mentally prepare for his teasing later.

Mirio who’s grown addicted to the way you taste. He’s practically begging for you to allow him the honour of going down on you. The evening is not over until he gets his fill. It doesn’t matter if it’s before or after sex. He’s not above going down on you after he’s filled you, sure he may not enjoy his own taste, but yours makes it all worth it.

Mirio who loves to pocket your used panties in the morning. Swiping them up from the floor on his way out. Of course he’d rather stay, but this will do for now. He’ll eventually give them back, and he feels absolutely no shame in handing them directly to you. He likes the way you briefly stiffen when he’s holding them out for you. It comes as no surprise that the pair you were wearing is now missing again the next morning. Even after this becomes a common occurrence, you’re still not over the embarrassment that comes with it.

Mirio who would absolutely let you walk all over him. He’ll let you control him in bed, no questions asked, he’ll move to whatever position you’ve asked him to, and he’ll try any new things you bring into the bedroom. Anything.

Mirio who takes it upon himself to film your own video for the public eye. The public eye being porn hub. He bought the cheapest looking costumes that were made, though the one you’re wearing honestly looks pretty good compared to your real one. He takes his time with you then, works very slowly, very sensually. And you’ve got to admit, it is really good. Your identities are pretty well concealed, which is probably the only reason you allowed him to post it. The comments? Mostly positive, however the only critique? Is that your cosplays are realistic enough….if only they knew..

Katsuki x Fem!Reader Getting caught by his mom

3rd years ofc

nsfw?

Katsuki who was finally able to drag you away from his mothers incessant questions. After almost an entire hour of her asking quite literally every question under the sun, he’d finally got a chance for the two of you to slip away when she went to go refill her glass. So needless to say, he took no time grabbing your wrist and dragging you up to his room.

Katsuki whose intentions were pure, at least in the beginning. He just wanted to spend some alone time with you in the comfort of his own home. He throws on a movie, one actually entertaining, or at least at the start. He’s lying down on his back, with you on his side, one leg hooked over his own, one arm draped over his chest and your head nuzzled perfectly into his chest, his own arm pulling you close. It doesn’t take very long for him to reach down, gently grabbing your chin to tilt your head up towards his own.

Katsuki whose lips are very slicked with his own spit. He’d been suffering from chapped lips and had heard your friends talking about how it was a “turn off” so this new insecurity led him to over do it just a bit. Though it’s a bit wet, it’s definitely not bad. He’s passionate but not too rough, taking it slow before his lips part and you feel his tongue parting your own. You can feel him hardening under your leg; and the feeling of your tongue against his own only adds to the problem he’s facing. 

Katsuki whose arm around your waist slowly begins to nudge you over, his other arm pulling the leg you had on him fully over his hips. When he feels you going along with his movements he gets more confident, pulling you to fully sit on top of his lap. Both of his hands are resting on your hips while your lips are still locked. The feeling of you right up against him, along with one of your hands gripping his jaw, is giving him butterflies.

Katsuki who’s almost frozen in place when he hears a moan escape from your lips. It only gives him more confidence in his actions, using his grip on your hips to push you down against his hips. Not letting you forget about the bulge growing in his pants. And god he feels like he might cream his pants when you grind down on him without his help. It’s embarrassing, the moan he lets slip. His eyes forcefully shut, too humiliated to look. But when he feels you sit up his eyes open, hands tightening as to keep you where you were. 

Katsuki who was worried you were going to leave, somehow disgusted with the noise he’d let out. But no. Here you were, sat on his lap, right on top of the raging boner he was struggling to contain. He watched your hands moving to the bottom of your top, watched you slowly lift it up over your head, teasing him. He involuntarily bucks his hips into you, causing a small laugh to leave your mouth. The flush on his face is just adorable. A real turn on for you, proof of the effect you have over him. He watches as the shirt lifts over your head, and you toss it to the floor somewhere.

Katsuki who’s pulling you back down against him, putting his mouth right back on yours, continuing where you’d left off. You two are so into it that you don’t even notice the knock on the door, or the door being opened. Nor do you notice the figure standing in the doorway. The figure in question? His mother. And she makes herself very known within seconds. “Brat, just what the hell do you think you’re doing??” You both freeze. Completely horrified. 

Katsuki who’s quick to pull the blanket back on top of you to keep you covered. He looks to his mom who’s still standing there looking just as pissed off at him. “Get out Hag!” She looks appalled but leaves anyway, giving the two of you room to straighten yourselves out. “Holy shit Suki” You’re mortified. When you two walk down to meet her in the living room neither of you can look her in the eyes. “What the hell were you thinking??” “I-” he barely gets the chance to speak before she interrupts “What on earth were you doing to the poor girl.” He just looks pissed, now realising she’s just making fun of him. Because of course she had a sweet spot for you.