summary: your daughter has her dad bakugou all figured out! | just super fluffy and domestic.
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“papa, i know your secret!” announces your daughter to a very tired bakugou.
he tilts his head, trying to shake off the restlessness from patrol today.
“oh yeah, and what are my ‘secrets’ exactly princess?”
“you,” she says, booping his nose.
“have a crush on mama!” she finishes off, jumping up and down around him in excitement like she’s got her dad all figured out.
he stares at her for a second, then shakes his head and tries to fight the smile forming on his lips. he stabilises your daughter’s movements with his firm hands.
“you got me all figured out princess, you’re so smart,” he tells her, giving her all the positive affirmations so she grows confident like him.
“but don’t tell mama, okay?”
she gives him her pinky finger and nods seriously. bakugou instantly locks his pinky with hers, solidifying their pinky promise.
“i understand why you have a crush on her… even uncle deku broccoli hair blushes at mama!” states your daughter with the brightest smile, oblivious she’s triggered her father’s jealousy.
“broccoli hair? you’re just like your dad… giving everyone nicknames, and about this uncle deku blushing… how does he act around mama?”
“he just smiles and gasps every time she’s near…”
“right, right,” replies bakugou, playing around with your daughter while she hands him a toy tea cup to drink.
just then, you enter the room after your long relaxing shower. one look at you and bakugou has unintentionally fixed his posture and his hair.
your daughter comes closer to his ear, “papa, you’re being obvious, mama shouldn’t know…”
“what shouldn’t mama know?” you ask, offended at the fact that father and daughter are in on something.
“mama, you can’t tell anyone this, but papa has a crush on you!”
bakugou bursts out laughing and his contagious laugh makes you as well. you walk up to the two of them and their tea party, sitting on bakugou’s lap.
“thanks for telling me sweetheart, let’s hope papa never finds out i know!”
just then, your daughter giggles too and makes herself comfortable on your lap as well. bakugou hugs you two with both of his strong arms as you all enjoy every bit of this family bonding.
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cw: men who yearn, physical affection, kissing, soft bakugo, muscles described, kissing, swearing, & not proofread
ⓘ Featuring Bakugo initiating affection doesn't happen often, so when it does, you should keep it going.
Waiting up for Katsuki is kind of like playing around with a claw machine. You never really know what you're going to get.
It could be a prize you'll cherish forever. Like a kiss, an invite to shower together, a moment of weakness, or the rarest of all. When he falls into bed next to you and sleeps it off on your chest.
But it also has the possibility of getting nothing but a tired grunt while downing a bottle of water or just falling into bed without a word.
But no matter what he does, it's always worth it. He'll never push you away if you initiate affection, letting you rake your fingers through his hair & sleepily attaching.
"Honey?" You rasped, glancing over your shoulder at the feeling of Katsuki pressing his chest flat against your back. "What are you doing?"
He got home later than normal, looked unkempt & told you to go ahead and go to sleep while he showered.
"Nothing," Kats mumbled, eyes visibly tired, as he wrapped his arms tightly around you. hauling you close enough to tuck his face into the crook of your neck and press a soft kiss there.
"Baby. I'm trying to sleep." You mused, bringing up a hand to lightly tug at his blond strands.
"Hey. Shut up. I'm trying to get comfortable." He hissed, nipping at your cheek as he rubbed your stomach slowly. "Didn't mean to wake you. Just wanted to hold ya' tonight."
A soft sigh escaped your lips as you rolled over to press your chest firmly against his bare chest. "Hadn't fallen asleep yet; don't worry."
You pressed a quick kiss to his cheek before tenderly tracing the scar there, watching in delight as the blush spread across Katsuki's cheeks.
"You're such a nerd sometimes." He huffed, grasping your hips & rubbing the soft skin slowly. "Not fair, I'm tired, no. Sleep-deprived."
"Long night?" You whispered, quickly pulling the blanket over his bare back, your fingertips lingering on his toned biceps before dragging up to tangle in his damp blond hair.
He always had this look in his eye after an annoyingly long night patrol, but tonight it just looked somber.
"You could say that, yeah." He admitted, leaning into your touch just a little, a contented sigh escaping his lips. "It's been a long, long night, honestly."
"Do you want to talk about it?" You whispered, trying to soothe him, sliding your hands to rest comfortably on his chest. "I don't mind staying up longer."
"No. No, not tonight." He shook his head before tucking you under his chin, moving to rub your shoulder gently. "I just want to hold you right now, if that's alright?"
It was your turn to blush, letting out a quick gasp at his warm chest pressing against your face before nodding quickly. "That's fine, baby; we can just sleep too."
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : rewrote my favorite Bakugo fic to celebrate 12k. original.
content : the tiktok trend where gfs record their bfs being all clingy without them knowing , pro-hero bakugo caught lacking , domestic fluff , one use of y/n
katsuki bakugo was not the affectionate type. at least that's what everyone thinks. so when mina tells you about a harmless tiktok trend that came up on her fyp, one where girls record their unknowing boyfriends being clingy, you couldn't resist trying it.
the apartment was quiet, it was late and the city lights bled softy between the curtains, all while the hum of traffic was somewhere far below.
you were both in bed. well, technically, bakugo was on top of you--thankfully not too heavy, just close. one arm was around your waist, the other was tucked under your back, all while his face was buried in the crook of your neck. his breath was warm against your skin and you could only assume his eyes were closed, he was relaxed in such a way that made it seem like he had no intention of moving for the next decade. these were the nights you loved, when he was free from patrol and all his hero duties.
it was rare to have this kind of stillness and you were sure many, many people would be baffled that the number five, pro-hero dynamight could exist like this.
"you're warm," he muttered into your neck, voice rough and sleepy from the long day.
you smiled while your fingers brushed lazily through his untamed hair.
and, if it was even possible, he pressed closer.
it was such a sweet, simple moment that you almost felt bad about the phone that you held above him. it had been recording for a few seconds now.
it was just for a trend mina had shown you earlier (and, of course, you have absolutely no intention of sharing it to anyone), but it was something stupidly cute to torture him with.
"he doesn't know when you're recording." she'd said. "that's the whole point."
you laughed lightly, "seems kind of mean."
well, bakugo definitely didn't know.
he shifted slightly and lovingly tightened his hold on you. then, his voiced dropped a little and he drawled out the words, "don't move."
"i'm not moving," you whispered in return, amused.
"good."
there was a pause. you almost didn't want him to see the camera and ruin the moment.
his hand flexed slightly at your waist as if he was checking that the moment was real, that you were real.
"stay here." he mumbled into your neck.
"you're clingy." you teased gently. even after all this time, he still gave you butterflies.
"shut up." he said, though there was no bite to it, only comfort.
his head sank deeper into your neck again and, for a moment, you thought he'd fallen asleep like that. his breath was so quiet and steady and the weight of him felt so familiar now, it made your heart ache a little.
then he murmured a little absentmindedly, "love you.." it was so soft that you almost missed it. your fingers paused in his hair, all the while the other hand kept the phone steady.
you had a small, more-than-content smile. "yeah, i know."
he hummed like that answer satisfied him.
then, bakugo shifted his head upward a little and pressed a soft kiss to your jaw.
that's when his sleepy, crimson eyes caught the dim light from the corner of his eye.
"what is that..." he muttered sleepily.
you stared at the ceiling when he shifted his head slightly, just enough to look up... just enough to see your phone... still recording.
the second bakugo fully registered what he was seeing, his eyes locked onto the camera and he jolted.
honestly, jolted is a bit of an understatement. the blond practically jumped back off of you so fast that the blanket shifted, then his hand snapped up instinctively like he was about to detonate the room out of pure reflex.
"WHAT THE HELL-"
he was already halfway from falling off the bed, glaring up at the phone then back to you like you had betrayed him more than anybody ever had.
you could already hear denki's stupid voice saying, "good one y/n, it could get, like, twelve million views."
"the hell is this!?"
you wheezed a little, "it's just a trend-"
"A TREND?"
"yes!"
"I'LL CREMATE YOU." at that, you lost it. you fell back onto your pillow and laughed, all the while he just sat there with messy hair and looking at your phone like it was the worst villain he'd come across. "DELETE IT NOW."
"i was gonna-" you tried to speak, still laughing, "i was literally gonna-"
"I'M NOT BEING RECORDED IN MY OWN DAMN HOUSE." he barked out and turned his head away, acting like he could escape embarrassment that way.
from somewhere deep in your laughter, you managed to speak, "you were being cute."
at that, he whipped his head back. "DON'T CALL IT THAT!"
"you're ashamed of love, katsu." you teased as your hand went out to pull him back into bed, the other hand putting your phone down.
despite his yelling, he leaned into your touch without fight. though before he could lay down, he leaned across you and grabbed your phone and threw it onto his side of the bed. you had to restrain yourself from calling your boyfriend dramatic.
then, he grabbed the blanket and yanked it up over the both of you. it looked like he was trying to erase the entire incident from reality.
"...whoever gave you this idea is dead." he muttered.
you were still smiling into his shoulder when he finally settled back down. he was a little grumpy and flushed, refusing to look directly at you now. but his hand still found your waist again anyway.
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summary: pro-hero dynamight and his wife are invited to read some tweets from the fans and things get… heated.
warnings: fem!reader, suggestive language, cursing, flirting, jealousy, a lil bit of possessive katsuki, dirty talk, implied oral sex, implied sexual content;
wc: 1,5 k
a/n: katsuki being whipped for you? a lil bit of bkdk? a lil bit of jealousy? hell yes. reblogs, comments and likes are always welcomed! also, if you want to leave a comment, please don’t just ask for another part. :)
The studio feels different today.
Brighter. Louder. Charged.
Katsuki sits already in his chair, legs spread comfortably, but this time he is not here alone. This time, he has you sitting beside him, posture relaxed, legs crossed one over another.
Katsuki’s grimace contrasts your calm, yet bright smile, easing the tension in the studio.
“Hello everyone,” you say on a polite tone. “I’m Y/N Bakugou. Most of you may know me as Dynamight’s wife. It’s nice to be here,” you make a little bow then turn your head towards your husband.
Katsuki turns his head towards you as well, eyes sharp but warm, a gaze only reserved for you. His lips turn upwards into that familiar smirk then he turns towards the camera. He lifts a hand, thumb jerking toward himself.
“And I’m her husband,” he adds, unapologetic. “Pro Hero Dynamight.”
There is a pause.
“And I’m not happy to be here… but my wife wanted so… I had no choice,” he sighs, making you chuckle beside him.
“Always so dramatic,” you roll your eyes at him.
“Whatever.”
He leans towards you just a fraction, voice dropping so only you and the nearest mic catch it.
“I better not find your tweets about me again,” he frowns playfully.
You glance at him, unimpressed, amused— lips curling.
“We’ll see, baby,” you give him a wink.
A few crew members chuckle. Someone laughs. Katsuki clicks his tongue, but the grin gives him away.
The producer clears their throat. “So— today’s segment is… a little different.”
Boards are handed out to you two by the staff. Two stacks.
“One of you will be reading tweets about your spouse,” the producer explains, “and reacting, of course.”
Katsuki’s brows lift. Slowly. Dangerous interest sparks in his eyes.
“…Oh?” he says, taking the boards meant for you. “This should be fun.”
You accept your own stack— tweets about him— and feel the weight of them like a loaded weapon.
“Try not to start a fight,” you tease.
“No promises,” he replies immediately.
The first board in Katsuki’s hands flips up.
thirst tweet #1
@/jackedup008
Have you SEEN Katsuki’s wife? GODDAMN WOMANNN I’m LITERALLY FOAMING AT THE MOUTH
Katsuki simply stares at it.
Then looks at you.
Then back at the board.
“Understandable,” he says finally, slow and smug, arm tightening around the back of your chair. “But chill, she’s taken,” he smirks and you playfully roll your eyes.
thirst tweet #2
@/y/n_bakugou_fanpage
Unfortunately Dynamight CAN fight us all 💔
“The fuck? You even got a fanpage?” Katsuki raises a brow at the username. “These people are fast”
You don’t even hesitate, letting out a chuckle.
“Also, I can and I will fight you,” he says immediately, leaning forward, eyes locked on the camera. No smile. Just confidence.
Then he relaxes back again, smirk returning. “Don’t test me.”
“Nobody would dare to do that,” you assure him, gaining a proud look from him.
thirst tweet #3
@/marry_me_dyamight
Y/N Bakugou… the woman that you are…
You inhale, amused, knowing what’s gonna come.
And before you can even speak—
“Yeah,” Katsuki cuts in, nodding once, firm. Possessive. Proud.
“My woman.”
His hand settles at your knee like it belongs there. Because it does.
thirst tweet #4
@/dekubakusupporter
I will always ship dekubaku BUT DAMN @/dynamightofficial, i get it. i would marry her too😫😫
He pauses when he reads it.
“…Dekubaku,” he repeats, tone neutral, eyes flicking off to the side like he’s shelving a thought instead of denying it.
He clears his throat, then looks back up, expression settling into something calm, controlled.
“Is this you again?” he turns towards you, frowning.
“No, of course not. But hey, people seem to like you and Deku—“
“Shut up. That damned— whatever.”
A beat.
“Next,” he says, voice a bit rushed as he grabs the another board.
thirst tweet #5
@/explosionsandzerofucks
@/y/n_m_bakugou just one chance please I’m not even the jealous type, you can keep your little boyfriend on the side!!!
Katsuki laughs. Loud. Sharp.
“Little boyfriend?” he repeats, incredulous, sitting up straighter.
He looks into the camera, jaw set, eyes blazing.
“I’m her husband.”
He makes a pause, the words sinking in.
“The fuck they mean by that? Do they want to d—.”
“Katsuki,” you cut him off instantly, offering a warning look.
He rolls his eyes, but keeps quiet.
thirst tweet #6
@/allmight_fan_page1
i saw the way y/n walks him around like a dog… oh katsubby… you are not escaping these allegations
He reads it.
Stops.
“…Katsubby,” he repeats slowly, like he’s testing the word.
He exhales through his nose, eyes sliding away for half a second— just long enough to be suspicious.
“What the hell is that?” he mutters.
Then he looks back up, jaw set, expression calm.
“And she knows what she’s doing,” he says simply.
A beat.
“I just complain less when I’m with her.”
He hands the board back, face neutral.
The damage is already done.
“Of course baby,” you smile at him, patting his thigh.
There is another pause.
The producer clears his throat. “Uh… ready to switch? Mrs. Bakugou, you’ll now read tweets about Dynamight.”
Katsuki settles back in his chair, arms crossing over his chest, posture relaxed but eyes sharp— the kind of calm that says he’s ready to enjoy this.
He tilts his head towards you, a smug glint in his gaze.
“Oh, this,” he says, glancing at you sideways. “This I wanna hear.”
He smirks.
“Go on,” he says. “Read ’em.”
You lift the first board, already feeling his attention on you more than the cameras.
thirst tweet #1
@/dynadaddy69
Dynamight fucks like he fights. Loud, aggressive, and doesn’t stop until everything’s ruined🤤
“We are starting off strong,” you smile, shaking your head. “Even the username… should I call you that?” You jokingly ask, turning towards Katsuki.
He rolls his eyes.
“Try it and see what happens.”
“Pray for me people!” You laugh as your eyes flick down at the board. “Also… they figured you out fast.”
“Tch,” he scoffs, shaking his head. “They make it sound like I don’t have control.”
Then his eyes slide to you, slow and deliberate.
“…I do,” he adds. “I just choose not to.”
The crew goes very still and so do you.
“Let’s… cut that,” you mutter as you flip the boards.
thirst tweet #2
@/dynabaddie
i'm 67% sure dynamight's tip is the same shade as pepto bismol. we NEED a visual representation to sue the company for using a colour that's literally owned by you.
“Is this for real?” Katsuki scoffs.
You let out a small laugh, tilting your head. “This person… they’re definitely close.”
A grin curls at your lips, eyes flicking towards Katsuki. “Not that I’d ever confirm it for them, of course.”
You tap the board lightly. “But… yeah. Someone’s got good senses.”
thirst tweet #3
@/livelaughlovedynamight
I know Dynamight growls while eating it. I just know it. There’s no way that man stays quiet.
You glance up from the board, lips twitching.
Katsuki freezes for half a second.
Then exhales slowly through his nose.
“…Don’t you dare answer that.”
A pause.
Then, muttering at the camera, “Also, it’s none of your damn business.”
Your knee bumps his playfully, still repressing your smile.
thirst tweet #4
@/peonydance23
@/dynamightofficial definitely fucks like he’s trying to prove a point and I’d let him🙂↕️
Katsuki laughs, loud and unfiltered.
You grin, shaking your head a little, amused. “Oh, someone’s not subtle.”
Your eyes flick to Katsuki, who’s pretending not to care, and you laugh softly. “Not that I blame them. He does have a… certain energy.”
thirst tweet #5
@/allfordynamight
Y/N Bakugou is better than me because I wouldn’t have let that man leave the house dressed in that slutty little tight hero suit
You shake your head, smirking. “The suit is tight, sure… but honestly? The slutty little suit goes well with his slutty little waist.”
You glance at Katsuki, who’s trying not to react but fails just a little. “Can confirm. Totally matches.”
“The fuck… stop talking about my waist…” he groans.
thirst tweet #6
@/gravitationalpull_katsuki
“I want to meet Dynamight’s kids—” you read, tilting your head, “aww, that’s… actually cute.”
Then your eyes flick down to the rest of the tweet, and your smile falters just enough to let out a laugh.
“…my throat is ready 🙏🏻” you say, snorting softly.
A few seconds pass.
Your eyes widen, and a slow laugh escapes. “…Wait.” You tilt your head, squinting at the username. “…I think this is… my tweet.”
“…The hell,” he mutters, voice low, “yours?”
A smirk tugs at his lips, one corner lifting just enough to be cocky. He leans back in his chair, arms crossing, and shakes his head slowly.
“How many Twitter accounts do you even have, woman?” he adds, exasperated but teasing, eyes glinting with amusement.
You roll your eyes, laughing softly.
“Don’t even ask me…” you say, shaking your head. “They kept banning them because I posted… you know, NSFW stuff.”
“Tch. Figures,” he says, tone amused. “Don’t worry, though. You can meet the kids later.”
“Katsuki… you’re impossible,” you sigh, feeling the heat creeping to your cheeks.
He just laugh, shrugging calmly. “You love it.”
You toss the last board onto the pile, as you glance at Katsuki.
“You know,” he says, voice low and teasing, “you’re awfully chill about people losing their minds over me.”
You shrug, grinning. “Someone’s gotta keep the fans entertained. And you… make it way too easy.”
Katsuki’s smirk deepens. “Tch… don’t get too comfortable with me doing this,” he says, eyes flicking to the camera. “But… yeah. Thanks for the messages, made my day, surprisingly.”
You nod. “Seriously. Some of these tweets were ridiculous… but funny.”
Katsuki lets out a short laugh, rolling his shoulders. “…Alright. That’s enough chaos for today.”
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"i miss you so much, kats" y/n's voice whispered directly into his ear. "i need you here with me"
"fuck—i know, baby" he let out a shaky breath, holding his phone against his ear with his other hand pumping his hard cock.
he missed her so bad it ached. he could basically feel every word she spoke and his gut started to burn.
if he thought about her any harder he could smell her scent in this shitty hotel room. that sweet vanilla scent that never failed to make his dick hard.
"it's fuckin' torture" he spoke through gritted teeth in attempt to not lose his composure.
"did you like the picture i sent you?" his cock twitched in his hand when the picture reappeared in his mind.
"you’re lucky i’m stuck here, or i’d be showing you exactly how much i like it right now."
"i know" he can hear her smile in her voice. "i'm so wet right now..."
"i've been touching myself all night thinking about you, katsuki"
he thought about the way she clenched around his cock perfectly, sucking him in as if she never wanted to let go.
riding his cock perfectly as she murmured promises into his neck, clinging onto him as if nothing else mattered until he filled her.
Haven’t posted a lot of MHA lately, so here’s a VERY romantic drawing (trusttt) of Katsuki annoying Izuku while he’s working late because he gets cranky when he can’t go home immediately after work…
