when isn't mula thinking about boyfriend gojo 😭 THIS WAS DELICIOUS ON ME
currently thinking about . . . . . . . BOYFRIEND!GOJO <3 ⤷ 700+ wc, smut, fluff, fem reader, public sex — car sex, drug usage — weed/edibles, previous part! + next part!
note: you honestly don’t have to read the first part, im just making it be a three part thing because they kinda tie together. since in the geto one im implying that gojo is the boyfriend who is being cheated on.
BOYFRIEND!GOJO who can't keep his hands off you even while your are do the simplest of tasks. he'll come up from behind you while you are cooking dinner to leaving gentle kisses on your neck.
BOYFRIEND!GOJO that likes to pick on you. he's a known class clown and you are his favorite person to mess with. seeing you roll your eyes because you are annoyed with him, is sort of a turn on for him. gojo so definitely the type to hump you from behind while you are bent over.
BOYFRIEND!GOJO who doesn’t believe in getting jealous. yes being cocky is in his nature, but he’s confident in himself. there’s isn’t anything that scares him, except loosing the ones he loves.
BOYFRIEND!GOJO that loves late night sexting. he's the type to be stroking the hell out of his cock, just from a picture that of you in corset that make your breasts pop. "i can't get enough of you baby"
imagine BOYFRIEND!GOJO that is your personal plug. you two have a regular routine of meeting in the campus parking lot to get high. the sensation that the edible gives, always makes you horny.
“you look so good baby” gojo says moves your tight skirt up to further spread your legs. just from the few minutes of the make-out, you were dripping with sweat from the heat and you were wet as ever.
gojo eases the straps of your dress down from your shoulders, boobs falling out once they are fully down. your nipples perked up, the tiny buds poking straight out.
his lips coming in-and-out as he sucks on your right nipple. your hands gripped on his shoulders while he moved his other hand to pinching and rubbing your left nipple. the friction you both felt rubbing your hips against each other. gojo groaned in your mouth as he eased his hand under your skirt to feel just how needy you are. he moves your underwear to the side, running his fingers on your folds.
from the look of pleasure on your face, gojo could tell you were about to let out a moan. he pulls you in by your chin for a hard kiss as he continues to rub your clit in a circular motion. your muffled whines going into his mouth.
the edibles you two ate earlier kicking in, only make you both even hornier. “i need you gojo” you quickly undo the buckle of his belt. gojo helps you by lifting his body up above the sets to pull his pants down some. you move your skirt up to the mid section of your stomach. while gojo takes the opportunity to slide your panties to the side.
gojo pumps his dick oozing with pre-cum a few times before inserting it in your folds. you moan just from the feeling him inside you. fixing your posture to sit up straight, you lean forward with your head in between his neck and shoulder. planting small kisses on his neck with the sound of each kiss filling his ears.
both his hand grabbing one side of your hips, guiding you through each thrust. feeling your walls tightening around him, gojo threw his head back. he could feel all the hickeys forming on his neck and chest for the sucking your were doing.
“your so tight” gojo said as he thrust in you faster than before. as the car moved back and forth which each thrust gojo gave inside of you. “fuck baby” your arms looped around his neck with your fingers playing in his hair.
gojos hands gripped tighter on you. he held you in place as you threw your head back, moaning from the sensation. your right hand hastily reached for the roof handle to hold you balance as you continue to bounce on gojo. “im c-close”you stuttered your words out.
feeling that he was also close, gojo thrust into you once more. you came all over him while his cum was oozing out of your tight hole. a mess was made on gojos pants from the climax you both experienced. you both felt the muscles in your body relax. letting out small pants, as you layed on him. leaning his head down, gojo gave you a kiss on the forehead. before leaning his head back to savor this moment with you for a minute.
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COCO AND COOKIES | Pro!Hero!Katsuki Bakugou x Black!Fem!Reader
wc; 4.6k
genre; fluff. angst ?
cw; slight blood/gore ? nothing too extreme though.
note; y/n is pregnant in this one shot. if you don't like that then that's okay, simply exit and refrain from commenting anything weird. i don't want to see anyone talking about harming children up in here because one, just reading/hearing comments about people disliking a child so much that they'd harm them is so weird to me and two, it's just such a weird and immoral thing to say. thank you. this mf is also ooc but that's nothing new 🤷🏾♀️. tumblr being a bitch and not letting me add my shit at the bottom 🙁👎🏾 last few paragraphs are corny asf but i do not care 🗣‼
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At Bakugou and [Name]'s home in Musutafu, Japan. Friday, December 24th at 6:45 pm.
The cool winter snow danced with the wind as [Name] peeked out the slightly open window, she was surprised with how quiet the wind was, considering how much the trees moved with the freezing breeze. A blanket of snow covered the majority of Musutafu that evening, it was quite unexpected to see how quickly the weather changed. Just a few days before the snow arrived, it had been the warmest day in December, no one expected to see any snow. Even so, the snow was somewhat of a blessing to see. It was beautiful outside, she enjoyed looking at all the snowflakes that fell from the deep blue sky, yet, disliked the cold weather that came with it.
Cold air snuck into her warm home and stung her cheeks, making the young woman shiver as she cursed underneath her breath, "God, it's so chilly." She murmured and quickly closed the window, rubbing her cold hands together gently as she walked into the living room. The living space was decorated with festive holiday decorations [Name] and Bakugou had put up earlier that week, making their dull, simple home seem much brighter. But there was something missing, the decorations for the Christmas tree. She had been holding off on finishing the tree until Bakugou wasn't busy so he could help her decorate it but, unfortunately, he kept getting called in for missions whenever he seemed to be available.
Although she hoped that the tree would be finished soon, it was Christmas Eve after all. [Name] fiddled with her sleeves and slowly rolled them up to her elbows, making her way to the kitchen to check on the cookies she was baking. It smelled absolutely amazing in the house, the sweet scent of chocolate and sugar cookies cascaded through the room, making her rub her stomach in a circular motion when she felt something press against it, "I know, love. I want to eat some of these too but I doubt the cookies are even finished." She spoke softly and gazed down at her stomach, massaging her belly gently with a small smile, "And besides, we should wait for your father to get home before we eat. You know how he gets." [Name] chuckled to herself.
She was eight months pregnant with her son, her first child, and there was no telling when he was going to be born, though she hoped he would come sooner rather than later. Carrying her son for the last few months was such an amazing yet overwhelming experience, she couldn't wait to see what he would look like or even how he would react to seeing his parents, all of that was exciting to her. But there was also something that bothered her.
[Name] constantly had this thought in the back of her head, reminding her that Bakugou may not be there for the birth of their baby. Not that he would miss such an important day on purpose, but there was always that possibility that he wouldn't show. There could be an unexpected attack on the city and he would have to suddenly leave to protect their home, that was his job, his duty as a hero. But he was also a husband, a soon-to-be father to his son, he had a life and a family that cared for him outside of work, she didn't want to see him hurt.
With a soft sigh, she flipped the light on in the kitchen and opened the oven to check on the cookies, her eyes fluttered when the heat kissed her face, "They look finished. Hopefully, they're not too soft in the middle." She said in a cheerful tone and closed the appliance before turning it off. [Name] grabbed the oven mitts that hung from the wall and slipped her hands inside the mitts. When she finally took them out of the oven, she took a moment to admire how delicious those cookies looked and then placed them down on the heat-resistant mats resting on the countertop.
The front door suddenly opened, shifting her attention away from the cookies for a short moment before she glanced toward the entrance. She grinned widely and took the mittens off her hands, soon setting them on the counter, "I'm home." She heard a tired, gruff voice say from a few feet away and quickly rushed to greet her husband. Her cheerful smile faltered once she saw the rough state Bakugou was in, a frown appeared on her face as her hand carefully pressed against his swollen cheek, "Don't look at me like that, I'm fine." Bakugou told her.
She knew he was lying, he certainly did not seem like he was doing the best at that moment, physically or mentally. Bakugou came home looking rough after a difficult mission, per usual, but that day he seemed to be in serious pain. The swollen cheek she rubbed tenderly reddened the longer the couple stood there and the small cuts on his face didn't seem so small the longer she stared at him. She was visibly worried and Bakugou hated seeing her like that, seeing her stress over him when the only thing she should have been worried about was their baby made him feel terrible. He felt as if he was causing her unnecessary anxiety by coming home in such a state, "Kat, sit down. I'm going to grab the first aid kit so I can get you cleaned up." [Name]'s stern voice broke the brief silence between them and she moved her hand away from his face.
"[Name], you don't need to do that. I can do it myself." He snapped back.
She ignored his response and gently placed her hands on his shoulders, sitting him down in a nearby chair, "Katsuki, I won't tell you again. Sit here while I grab the first aid kit and start taking your hero suit off, I need to make sure that I tend to all of your wounds. Set your gauntlets on the floor as well, please, I just got done cleaning the counter."
He parted his lips to speak but suddenly closed them and followed her instructions, despite wanting to protest once more. Bakugou was too exhausted to move or even speak at that point, the adrenaline he felt while protecting the city died down quickly once he relaxed against the chair. The pain his body underwent slowly settled, causing him to hiss in discomfort when he took his gauntlets off. His muscles tensed for a short moment before they relaxed again, his downturned eyebrows eased once he slipped his top off.
It didn't take too long for [Name] to rush back into the kitchen with the large first aid kit the couple owned. She let out a strained groan when she laid the kit down in the chair next to Bakugou and opened the box quickly to rummage through the supplies, "Katsuki." She murmured, her eyes darted in his direction as a frown crept on her face. She glanced down at the open wound on Bakugou's abdomen that he so desperately tried to hide, her expression softened instantly, "Jesus Christ, Kat..here, hold this to your stomach until I find everything we need for your wounds."
She quickly grabbed a clean rag from the kitchen drawer and brought the cloth to his bleeding wound, pressing it against his skin, "I'm sorry. I probably should have wet it first but there's just so much blood―I'm not too sure about how I should treat this. Properly, I mean. This is the largest wound you've come home with, I've never treated anything this big before."
Bakugou gazed in her direction and held the material to his skin. He felt responsible for how worried his wife was, if he would have let the nurses tend to him before he arrived home, he wouldn't have been in the awful position he was in. But coming home to see his wife was more important than getting treated at that moment, he wanted to make sure that everything was alright with [Name] when he got home.
With their baby on the way, there was no telling when their son would be born and he wanted to be home with her just in case their baby happened to arrive sooner than expected. However, becoming a pro hero prevented him from being with her all the time. Crime in Musutafu increased at an extremely fast rate during the holidays and it didn't seem like it was going to slow down anytime soon, Bakugou's help was needed to protect the city.
"Don't look so upset, hon. We'll get you fixed up in no time, don't worry. And I doubt that large injury you have will need any stitches." [Name]'s soft voice snapped Bakugou out of his thoughts as her fingers brushed against his cheek lightly. She glanced at him, her eyes tight and worried, "But I wish you wouldn't come home hurt all the time." She quietly spoke and moved his blonde hair from his eye, a sad smile arose on her face.
He averted his gaze quickly when she made eye contact with him, he felt ashamed for making her so anxious, "I'm sorry about coming home like this again but please, don't look at me like that." He expressed, his voice just above a whisper.
She pulled her hand away from his face and raised an eyebrow, "Look at you like what?" [Name] questioned him and grabbed a small cotton ball with the tweezers she held. Dampening the cotton ball with rubbing alcohol, she held it in front of his cheek for a short moment, "Sorry about this, it may sting a bit."
"'S fine and you know exactly what I'm talking about." He mumbled and squinted his eyes when the cut on his cheek began to sting, "I hate when you look at me with that worried expression. It's like you're, I don't know, pitying me or something."
[Name] opened her mouth in disbelief but quickly shut them tight in frustration, she couldn't believe the words that came out of his mouth. If she was being completely honest with herself, there were times when she worried about him and she felt upset whenever he came home looking beaten like he did that evening, but that feeling she felt toward Bakugou was nowhere near pity.
There is a difference between caring and pitying someone. When someone pities another person, there are limits when it comes to how much that person will help someone, if they even decide to do more than acknowledge that person's misfortune at all. Caring is loving, there is more compassion behind a person's actions when they genuinely care about someone.
Her smooth hand made its way to the side of Bakugou's neck as her soft fingers caressed his jawline. She looked down at him and tilted his head back so she could get a better look at his face, "Katsuki, I would never pity you." She told him in a hushed tone and carefully placed a band-aid on his cheek, "I just love and care for you, I don't want to see you hurt, my love. I hate how you think that me caring for you, as your wife, is me pitying you when you know good and well that I wouldn't."
The corners of her mouth were drawn downward and her bottom lip poked outward. What he said really made her upset, it felt like he was questioning the way she felt. Bakugou sighed softly and reached his hands out to touch her face, "Look who's the upset one now. I shouldn't have said that you were pitying me. I know that you care about me and everything, you show that every day―even when I'm a shitty husband sometimes. I'm really sorry, [Name], please don't be upset with me."
A small smile appeared on the young woman's face as she took his hands from her cheeks and held them in her palms, soon interlocking their fingers together, "You know, you're so cute when you don't look mad all the time." She responded with a grin, causing him to roll his eyes. [Name] rubbed the back of his hand with her thumb and tilted her head to the side, "But that's beside the point. I'm not upset with you, at least not at the moment. I just want you to be more careful when you're out there. Villains are getting stronger these days."
"You think that I'd let some villain―" Bakuguou paused and let out a long, heavy sigh, moving his hands away from her hold. He gently set his hands on either side of her belly and fondled it carefully, "Listen, I'm going to be okay, and besides, you won't be the only one waiting at home for me when our baby gets here. There's no telling when our son will be born, he could come earlier than expected."
"I wouldn't be too surprised, he's been moving a lot lately." She whispered and draped her arms on his shoulders with her lips pursed. Bakugou's hands dropped down to her waist and he brought her closer, laying his head on her belly. [Name] ran her fingers through his hair and massaged his scalp, "I have an idea. How about I run you a bath when I'm finished patchin' you up? I think that it'll be a great way for you to clean up and relax, even if it's just for a bit. How does that sound?"
Bakugou nodded at her response and lifted his head to look at her, his tired eyes locking with hers, "That would be nice but I don't want you to push yourself." He said softly and hummed with his head tilted to the side, his eyes averted her burning gaze, "Alright, I'll take you up on that offer. You don't need to burn a hole in my head."
She rolled her eyes playfully and kissed her teeth, "I'm glad that you didn't fight me on this, Katsuki. I'll take care of you tonight."
[Name] pulled him into the large bathroom they shared shortly after she finished tending to all of Bakugou's wounds. She took her time preparing the bath for him and made sure to add Epsom salt to help relax his tense muscles. She also took it upon herself to add bubbles to his bathwater, even though she knew that they weren't necessarily his favorite. When Bakugou entered the tub, [Name] poured the smalled bit of massage oil on his shoulders and delicately set her hands on them, pressing her thumbs against them firmly.
She went on and on about how her day was, giving him the specifics about everything she got to do, "I almost finished decorating today, only thing left is the tree we have yet to complete." She told him and moved her hands to the sides of his neck, "You've been really busy recently, so we haven't had the time to finish the tree up because you've been getting called in for missions more often than usual."
Bakugou threw his head back and leaned it to the side, tucking his lips in for a short moment, "I understand why you wanted to wait for me to decorate the tree but you could have started doing so without me. I would be there to help you finish it."
[Name] hummed to herself and wiped her wet palms on the towel draped on her shoulder, "I mean, yeah I definitely could have started without you but it wouldn't feel the same to me, y'know? We've been decorating the Christmas tree together ever since we moved into this home a few years ago. I wouldn't want to do something without you being there when we haven't been doing that."
"Yeah, I get what you mean." He replied and held his hand out toward her, waiting for [Name] to hold it. She grasped his hand with a wide grin and interlocked their fingers, "I'll help you decorate the tree when I finish this bath, okay?"
"Alright but before we decorate the tree we have to finish up these cookies I baked."
Once Bakugou was completely cleaned up and changed into some comfortable clothes, [Name] brought him back into the kitchen where the cookies were waiting to be decorated. She had her arm wrapped around his as she wandered around the kitchen, searching for the frosting and sprinkles that were needed to complete the sugary treats, "Y'know you don't need to drag me around the kitchen to grab the shit we need for the cookies." Bakugou grumbled and grabbed the frosting while she got the sprinkles.
She shrugged her shoulders with a subtle pout on her face, "I know, I know. You could've asked me not to drag you around the kitchen, but you didn't. It seems like you enjoy it when I take you everywhere though." She said smugly and pursed her lips, closing the pantry back slowly.
He side-eyed her with an unnoticeable grin and rolled his eyes, gently pushing her head to the side, "Whatever, let's just decorate these cookies so we can finish this tree."
[Name] caressed the side of her head in a soothing manner with a smile and brought Bakugou to the island centered in the middle of their kitchen. She unlinked her arm from around him and grabbed the warm pan filled with cookies, placing them down in front of him, "M'kay, I baked about twelve ish cookies so we can decorate at least six of them each. They don't have to look real nice 'cause we're going to eat them later, but try to make them look a little decent."
Most of the cookies that were laid out on the pan were in shapes that reminded [Name] of Christmas; Christmas trees, gingerbread men, and mistletoe were on a few of the things on the cookie pan. She wasn't necessarily the best when it came to creating certain things, so most of the cookies she shaped looked subpar in comparison to the photos she tried to recreate, "It looks like you kept yourself pretty busy while I was gone. The cookies actually look...good?" He hesitantly said and picked up what he thought was the mistletoe-shaped cookie, setting it down on his paper plate once he grabbed it.
She hummed and licked her lips, "You sounded a little hesitant for a second." She stated with a laugh and moved the supplies needed for the cookies in the middle of the island, making it easier for the couple to get to it, "I know they don't look the best but at least they taste good."
[Name] broke off a small corner of the gingerbread man cookie and held it in front of Bakugou's mouth, waiting for him to take a bite. He looked away from the cookie he was decorating briefly and leaned to the side, taking a small bite of the cookie she held. The cookie he ate tasted much better than he thought it would but it felt like there was something missing, "'S alright, my cookies are better though." He told her with a shrug, earning a light smack on his chest.
"Now, why are you lying? My cookies have always been better than alright." She said in a matter-of-fact tone and put the rest of the baked treat in her mouth, turning her attention back to the cookie she was working on. She took in the sweet yet slightly salty flavor of the cookie and licked the frosting from the tip of her finger, "Mm, yeah nevermind. Maybe I added too much salt and not enough sugar? These definitely aren't my best batch but they're not too bad."
Bakugou was too busy perfecting the cookie he was close to finishing to hear much of what she was telling him, so he nodded his head at her last statement, despite not knowing what she was talking about, and held the cookie out in front of him, "Maybe." He trailed off and squinted his eyes, leaning his head to the side.
"Wow, Katsuki. That cookie looks almost as good as mine!" [Name] exclaimed and held her snowman cookie next to his, grinning at the masterpiece she created. Bakugou scoffed and parted his lips to speak, only to be interrupted by his partner, "And before you disagree, hear me out."
He turned to face her and leaned against the counter, his arm relaxed on the island, "I'm listening."
"I don't mean this in a mean way, hon, but there's just more to my cookie than there is to yours. Obviously, I have the top hat for my snowman and the cute little scarf with the sprinkles I decided to add." She continued to boast about how incredible her cookie looked when it, in all honesty, didn't look all that great. She waved the cookie in his face, giving him a better look at what she created. But right as she was about to remove it from in front of him, Bakugou took a large bite out of the cookie, leaving the poor snowman headless. [Name] wasn't sure what to say, the action was so quick, so unexpected, she was at a loss for words, "Oh my..God! You ate my snowman?!" She finally spoke, her voice loud and surprised.
Bakugou looked at her and covered his mouth with a paper towel, trying his best to hold back his laugh, "No?"
"You're so unbelievable Katsuki Bakugou. I can't believe you did that, and after all the time I spent decorating it?" She asked in a dramatic voice and brushed a fake tear away with her finger, glancing off to the side to see how he would react. Bakugou genuinely started to feel bad for what he did, despite knowing that she was joking, he still felt a little bad for messing with her.
He carefully set his hand on her back and rubbed it soothingly, humming softly, "I'm sorry for eating your snowman cookie. If it'll make you feel better, I can make some of that hot chocolate you like so much."
Her ears perked up when he mentioned that, making the young woman smirk widely in satisfaction, "I was just playing with you, Kat, but since you offered, who am I to say no?" She asked sweetly and turned to face Bakugou, placing her hand on his arm. She dragged her fingers along his forearm lightly, feeling the small band-aids she put on his skin with a sad pout. His narrowed eyes gazed down at her smooth hand, her touch alone sent shivers down his spine, "You're so, I don't know, sweet and gentle today. Is everything alright?" [Name] asked and moved her hand to his forehead, checking his temperature.
Part of her did that as a joke. She usually checked Bakugou's temperature whenever he was acting sweeter than he normally would, it was her way of messing around with him. But at the same time, she wanted to make sure he was doing okay in general, considering all he had to go through earlier that day. She noticed how drained he seemed, but who could blame him? He has just come back from a grueling mission and from what she saw on the news, she knew that he was bound to be exhausted after a difficult day.
[Name] suddenly felt the sensation of two strong arms that wrapped around her figure and gasped quietly, surprised by the unexpected action. He held her tightly when he embraced her and relaxed his sore body against hers, letting out a short breath as his head laid on her shoulder. The smell of his lavender body wash filled her nose, making her feel comfortable in his warm hug, "This is a bit of a surprise. What's with you today? Not that I mind you acting like this but it's different." She murmured with a smile and returned the hug, rubbing his back gently. While the couple stood in the kitchen embracing each other, Bakugou tried his best to reach for the mistletoe cookie on the counter.
Bakugou pulled away from the hug once he had the cookie in his grasp and dropped his hand down to her lower back, keeping her close. He gave her a look of adoration, his hooded eyes attentive toward her and his closed-lip smile became bigger as she looked back at him, "Am I not allowed to show you any affection every once in a while?" He asked with a chuckle and stretched one of his arms above his head. She rolled her eyes at his question and placed her hand on his chest, smirking smugly. He quickly licked his lips and cocked his head upward, "Look up."
She was a little confused but looked up anyway, making eye contact with the cookie-shaped mistletoe. An affectionate smile appeared on her face and she erupted out in a fit of giggles, patting his chest softly, "That was a little corny, don't you think? Cute but seriously corny. If you wanted a kiss you could've just asked."
He shrugged his shoulders, "Yeah, but what would be the fun in that?" He said underneath his breath and placed both of his hands on her waist, his crimson red eyes flickered to her lips. For as long as they have been together, [Name] thought she wouldn't be super flustered when he gave her a look like that, but she wasn't entirely surprised when she felt her face growing warm. Her breath hitched as she locked eyes with him and her bottom lip stayed trapped in between her teeth. She hummed, breaking the silence, urging him to continue.
Bakugou breathed softly and brought his hand under her chin, his thumb pressed against her lips. He slowly eased his lips onto hers for a short, tender kiss. The sweet taste of the sugar cookie she ate lingered on his mouth as their lips connected; her heart fluttered at the feeling of his soft, minty lips against her glossy ones. She unknowingly placed her hand on the back of his neck, her fingers brushing against his hair when she smiled upon his lips. She pulled away and beamed with excitement, making him smile back, "I love you." He told her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him one last kiss, "I love you too."
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