#Katsuki omega

[miniminiujb]

Headcanon Ômega Bakugo

Ômega Bakugo descobrindo a gravidez x leitor masculino (male reader)

• Bakugo começou a notar mudanças estranhas em seu corpo e emoções. Começando a suspeitar que algo estava diferente, Bakugo fez um teste de gravidez - e para sua surpresa, o resultado foi positivo.

° No momento em que Bakugo descobriu que estava grávido, uma mistura de emoções o envolveu. Enquanto sua mente tivesse orgulho de suas conquistas e de seus poderes explosivos, o fato de ser um ômega grávido o deixou com muitas perguntas e incertezas. No entanto, ele estava determinado a enfrentar essa nova fase de sua vida de cabeça erguida.

• Logo após a descoberta, Bakugo decidiu contar a você sobre sua gravidez. Bakugo queria abordar o assunto com cuidado. Ele escolheu um momento em que ambos estavam relaxados em casa para ter a conversa. Ele conduziu com carinho, o lado que ele apenas mostrava a você.

° Você recebeu a notícia com ternura e empatia, abraçando Bakugo e prometendo estar ao seu lado durante toda a gravidez. Você expressou sua alegria de se tornar pai e disse que estava pronto para enfrentar qualquer desafio ao lado de seu parceiro de longa data.

• Quanto à gravidez de Bakugo, ela trouxe consigo suas próprias lutas. Enquanto continuava com o trabalho de herói, Bakugo também precisava se concentrar em cuidar de sua saúde e bem-estar. Ele se tornou mais consciente de sua nutrição, dormia o suficiente e evitava situações que pudessem afetar sua gravidez.

° Naturalmente, a notícia se espalhou rapidamente por todos os lugares. A princípio, alguns mostraram surpresa ou até mesmo choque, mas logo se transformaram em apoio e celebração. Todos os amigos de Bakugo o incentivaram e até organizaram um chá de bebê surpresa para demonstrar seu afeto.

• Durante a gravidez, Bakugo continuou a treinar e trabalhar, mas agora com uma mentalidade ainda mais determinada. Ele queria ser o menor herói não apenas para proteger os outros, mas também para proteger sua futura família. Você esteve ao seu lado em todas as consultas médicas, ultrassons e momentos importantes, garantindo que Bakugo se sentisse apoiado e amado.

° Enquanto a data do parto se aproximava, Bakugo e você se prepararam para receber seu filho com muito entusiasmo e amor. Vocês decoraram o quarto do bebê juntos, escolheram um nome adequado e compartilharam alegria e expectativa com todos ao seu redor.

• Finalmente, o dia tão esperado chegou. Bakugo deu à luz seu filho em um ambiente seguro e acolhedor, com você ao seu lado, segurando sua mão e encorajando-o a cada momento.

[stargirlygirl]

you text them that you're in heat pt.1

alpha! izu, kiri, katsuki, shoto x omega!fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — swearing, suggestive

pt.2

a/n: my first ever smau!!

[boohorns1136439]

Learning to belong ~ poly!MHA x fem!Reader (07)

Don’t think I forgot about the chapter! I took an unplanned nap earlier, but I still made it (from where I am, it’s still five minutes before midnight, so technically, it’s still Monday)! This chapter was tough to write and edit (tough is an understatement 😭), but here we are! I think as I’m trying to write longer chapters, they’re becoming significantly more work (especially when I try to do it all at once). Hope you enjoy this one too!

Warning: cursing

tags: aged-up characters ; Pack! Izuku Midoriya X Bakugo Katsuki X Shoto Todoroki X Kirishima Eijirou ; Omega!Izuku Midoriya ; Omega!Bakugo Katsuki ; Omega!Shoto Todoroki ; Omega!Kirishima Eijirou ; technically Beta!Reader ; afab!Reader ; modern Au ; post-UA ; Reader has a quirk ; non hero!Reader ; eventually smut ; bisexual!Reader

06 <- 07 -> 08

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When Todoroki arrived at the hospital, he paused at the entrance, his gaze fixed on the bouquet of dahlias in his hand. The vibrant petals stood out sharply against the sterile white surroundings of the building, and for a moment, doubt crept in. Was this a mistake? Should he have stayed home? Couldn't he have just sent an apology email or made a call instead? Why was he here, standing in front of these doors? Doubts filled him, but just as quickly as they appeared, they were pushed aside. Something about this moment—about seeing you and apologizing face-to-face—pulled at him in a way he couldn’t explain. It felt necessary, like a weight he couldn’t ignore. The urge to make things right, to apologize properly, tangled with an unclear mess of emotions, stronger than his uncertainty. The thought of seeing you again was both tempting and terrifying, and he couldn’t quite understand why.

With a deep breath, he steadied himself, taking one last look at the bouquet before stepping forward. His body seemed to move almost on its own, urging him forward as if it knew better than his mind. It felt pointless to resist, and he hated not fully understanding himself. Usually, everything was clear and simple, but now, the confusion, the unknown, and the awkwardness destabilized him.

Clutching the bouquet like a shield, Todoroki walked through the unfamiliar halls. Nurses and staff gave him curious glances—heroes usually arrived with an ambulance, not alone—but he ignored their stares as he normally did when he was in public. His focus was solely inward; his heart was racing, fast, too different from its usual calm beat. As he tried to compose himself, he knew this wasn’t just nervousness; it was something else, something hard to name. Todoroki could barely distinguish it, buried under so many feelings and the he closer he got to the hero wing, the more intense the feeling became. He was painfully aware of how each steps made his pulse race, and him self-conscious of his heart pumping loudly in his chest and ears.

When he reached the front desk, he paused for a moment, swallowing, preparing himself and trying to stay composed, as the receptionist looked up at him, briefly eyeing the bouquet before offering a polite, practiced smile.

"Good morning, how may I help you?"

"Good morning," Todoroki replied, his voice quieter than usual, and he mentally shook off his awkwardness before continuing. "I was here a few days ago, and… I was wondering if it would be possible to see the doctor who was in charge of my care during my hospitalization."

The receptionist’s fingers hovered over the keyboard as he typed. After a few seconds, he turned his attention back to Todoroki. "Of course. If you have questions about your treatment or would like a follow-up consultation, Dr. Hasegawa would be happy to schedule an appointment with you."

Todoroki nodded absentmindedly, but his thoughts had already wandered. Dr. Hasegawa... So that was your name. It floated in his mind: Dr. Hasegawa, I’m sorry for my behavior, he thought, trying to figure out what he would say when he faced you. I apologize for acting so inappropriately. Please let me make it up to you... maybe I could buy you a coffee after work?, but he immediately dismissed the thought.

Todoroki barely noticed how tightly he had been gripping the bouquet, the delicate stems pressing into his fingers, but he didn’t loosen his hold. He was still lost in his thoughts, and he couldn’t understand why he felt so anxious, on top of that, now the flowers seemed like such a strange gesture. When was the last time he’d bought flowers for anyone who wasn’t his mother? He couldn’t even remember. Maybe for Bakugo? That one time? Giving you flowers seemed more and more odd with each passing second, but he knew he couldn’t just throw them away now. A small part of him was still wondering if the flowers colors would truly match your eyes, as he had imagined back in the flower shop.

This was supposed to be a quick visit, just to apology to you. He was only here to make amends—no need for coffee or flowers, no need for anything beyond that. And yet, there he was, dahlias in hands, and feeling a flutter of anticipation building in his chest, an unexplained excitement buzzing through him.

“He’s currently in a consultation but should be available to meet with you in about twenty to thirty minutes. Will that be alright?”

Todoroki blinked, startled. He? There was no he.

“My doctor was a woman,” he said slowly, his brow furrowing in confusion.

The receptionist looked equally confused by his words, and he checked his computer before replying. "No, the doctor who treated you was Dr. Haruto Hasegawa, and he’s definitely a man."

There was now way he could have been wrong, he was sure of it and in his memory of the moment, although blurry , he could still clearly remember you: your eyes, your hair, the curve of your lips, your hands—everything about you had looked so pretty in his eyes. He was certain it was a woman who clung to his mind, like a shadow he longed to fade with time.

“There must be some mistake,” he said, sure of himself. “A doctor came to check on me in the afternoon and I saw her, it wasn’t a man.”

“In the afternoon?” The receptionist frowned, his tone taking on a slightly exasperated edge. “It says here that Dr. Hasegawa treated you in the morning, and he was in surgery all afternoon.” His gaze flicked back to Todoroki, the growing impatience evident. “Doctors don’t usually handle post-treatment checkups unless it’s an exception.”

This just didn’t make sense to Todoroki and as he opened his mouth to argue further, the receptionist’s expression shifted. His eyes lit up, as though he’d just pieced together a puzzle.

“Wait a second,” he said, fingers flying across the keyboard once again. “It was probably Nurse Asuna Shimizu. The nurses handle most of the checkups after treatments, and according to your file, she was assigned to you during your stay.”

For a moment, Todoroki faltered. He had been so sure it was a woman—but whether you were a doctor or a nurse? He wasn’t certain anymore. Now, he wondered if he’d completely missed the pastel pink of your hospital scrubs. After all, he hadn’t exactly been focused on your uniform that day—his attention had been caught by... well, everything else about you. You were a vivid image against the foggy backdrop of his memory.

“I guess you’re right. I might’ve been mistaken,” he admitted reluctantly, though uncertainty lingered in his voice. “Would it still be possible to see her?”

“Of course,” the receptionist replied smoothly. “I’ll call her now, she should be in the break room, so it won’t take too long.”

As the receptionist made the phone call, “An ex-patient wants to see you again, probably about his treatment I don’t know. It’s a pro hero.” Todoroki stood there awkwardly and stiffly.

The unfamiliar ticking of anxiety crawled through his veins, unraveling his nerves with every heartbeat. His held his breath every time he heard footsteps approaching from behind, and he fought the urge to whip his head around, afraid of appearing too eager or worse, desperate.

The wait stretched on endlessly, and he stared blankly at the sterile hospital walls as he tried to keep his thoughts from spiraling. His palms felt clammy, and his throat dried out despite his repeated attempts to swallow. The stems of the dahlias, crushed and fragile beneath his restless fingers, bore the burden of his agitation and he prayed silently that his jittery state wasn’t so visible to anyone nearby. When the receptionist finally spoke again, Todoroki felt the ground shift beneath him.

“Oh, Asuna, you’re here. Here is the patient who wanted to meet with you.”

Todoroki froze. The wave of emotions that had been brewing all day—restlessness, anticipation, and fear—crashed over him all at once as his breath hitched. This is it, he thought, his heart hammering against his ribs.

Slowly, he turned around, as though he was bracing himself for the sight of you while the memory of your sweet peach scent tugged at him like a siren’s call, and demanded him to turn faster.

Todoroki’s heart sank at the sight of the nurse. The woman who approached wasn’t you; her hair, eyes, height, and face bore no resemblance to the seared image of you that he held in his mind. But the most glaring difference, the one that sealed it instantly, was her scent.

Scents were undeniable markers of identity—a fact anyone with a decent nose understood. It wasn’t usually a big deal; people were described as “the omega with the citrusy scent” or “the Alpha who smells like coffee beans,” just as casually as someone’s hair color or complexion might be noted. But your scent had been different. He wasn’t sure if it was his premature heat that made him more sensitive, but it had struck him like a physical blow, enveloping him completely and commanding his attention in a way he hadn’t been able to shake since.

The soft lavender and floral notes emanating from Nurse Shimizu weren’t unpleasant, sure, but they didn’t come close to the syrupy sweetness of peaches that had lingered around you. That scent—your scent—felt addictive, disorienting in its intensity, and it had burned itself into his mind more than he liked to admit. Whoever Asuna Shimizu was supposed to be, her scent clearly told him she was not you and definitely not an alpha too. Nothing about it poked and tease his omega like yours had.

Todoroki’s stomach twisted with a bitter ache. He felt foolish for expecting anything different. Maybe you were purposely avoiding him, and who could blame you? He had acted so shamefully during his heat, basically threw himself at you, and let his instincts overshadow his judgment. His mate's breaking your face had only made things horrifically worse. He was so focused on seeing you again that he forgot how serious the situation was and the guilt he felt soared from this realization, which only made him feel even more disappointed in himself. He had been acting so strangely over the past few days, wondering about trivial, selfish and superficial matters instead of how his actions impacted you. He know from experience how a punch from Kirishima could knocked you down and how disgusting unwanted sexual advances felt.

"Nurse Shimizu," Todoroki began, after he approached her maintained respectful distance. "I understand if your colleague doesn’t want to see me again. My mate and I behaved inexcusably, and I want to offer my sincere apologies. Please let her know she can contact my agency if she wishes to seek any form of compensation." He said, serious, measured and polite as possible, wanting to cause any further trouble for you or, what he assumed, your nurse friend.

It took Asuna a moment to piece everything together, before realization flashed through her eyes and she stepped closer to Todoroki, lowering her voice so only he could hear.

“When were you hospitalized?” she asked, her suspicions growing clearer after his response. Her fingers anxiously tugged at the edge of her sleeve as she pressed on, her tone tinged with nervousness. “Look, I don’t know what happened between you and Dr. L/n, but... is there any chance we can keep the hospital out of this? I know I shouldn’t have asked her to cover for me, but... whatever happened could be sorted out privately, right?” She let out an awkward laugh, clearly unaware of the incident between the pro hero and you, and her focus instead on ensuring her little escape from work remained unnoticed. Her eyes flickered around the room to check no one could over hear her little confession before they landed on the bouquet in Todoroki’s hands, a spark of curiosity breaking through her tension.

“Are those... flowers?” she asked, her voice a little lighter, in a terrible attempt at shifting the topic after the lack of response from Todoroki.

He blinked, caught off guard by the question. "Yes. Could you give them to her? As an apolo—"

Before he could finish, the nurse interrupted him. "She left early that day and hasn’t been back since. But I could tell her you want to see her when she is back ?” She offered.

The words hit Todoroki like a brick. You weren’t here. You hadn’t been here for three days, and it was undeniable—he was the reason for your absence. He had spent so much time thinking about you since arriving at the hospital, yet the truth slammed into him again: his thoughts had been filled with peaches, warmth, and beauty, while the reality was far darker. He couldn't escape the image of your tears, the memory of his unrelenting grip on your wrist as you tried to leave, the sickening sound of Kirishima’s fist connecting with his face, and the heavy, metallic scent of your blood staining the hospital’s sterile white floor. Now, all he could see was the wreckage he had caused you, and the painful realization that perhaps the only apology he truly needed to offer was leaving you alone.

Don’t tell me you thought it would be that easy. The reader is over there thinking her life is over, and you think she’s just going to go back to work?

Todoroki is a mess in this chapter, blushing and acting bashful like a high schooler with his first crush (this will make sense later). But, I didn’t want to downplay what happened to the reader too much. Todoroki should at least be aware of the consequences of his actions. I thought ending on a serious note would provide a nice contrast to the silly ending of the previous chapter. God I hope I didn’t write myself in a corner but I think I’ll make it work.

I think we’ve seen enough of Todoroki for now—next chapter will focus on Izuku! I know Todoroki may seem like my favorite character in this fic since, aside from the reader, he’s had the most POV chapters (probably more than the reader), but surprisingly, he’s not actually my favorite from the group. Don’t worry, though. I’m not playing favorites in thisbdix. Everyone will get their fair share of attention and dedicated chapters. We’re just starting off with a lot of Todoroki.

2,2k words, the chapter is extra long as an apology to the wait. Oh yeah, I am still waiting on the polls results but I’ll be honest, I maybe just decide for something else.

As always, criticisms are welcome.

Big thank you to @cafekitsune who made the beautiful dividers

06 <- 07 -> 08

My apologies if I forgot anyone in the taglist. This taglist is lowkey getting out of hand 😭

-> If you want to tag in the next update, check out the taglist post !

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[kappamairi]

A caring Beta and a tsundere Omega 💗 by kappamairi

A three pages comic of beta!Izuku who has to come to omega!Katsuki's home and take care of him during his heat 🐇✨Will Izuku be up to the task ? We shall see 😌Enjoy, folks 💗

[pinkykats-place]

Bakugo x Reader ft. OmegaVerse

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A Comforting Space

Alpha Pro Hero Bakugo x omega (implied female) co-worker

Summary: There are many benefits to working at Dynamight’s agency. A nesting room is one of them.

Kinktober Day 9: Alpha & Omega

Katsuki Bakugo x fem!Reader

WARNINGS/TAGS: a/b/o dynamics (alpha Katsuki/omega reader), knotting, age-gap (Katsuki is in his grumpy 40s, you're in college), he calls you "kid", fucking in a pool, some mention of sex toys, degradation, creampie

Alpha!Bakugo x Omega!Reader

Omega!Bakugou headcanons

Bakugou - Alpha (headcanons)

The Silent Treatment 

Omega!Bakugou x Fem!Alpha!Reader

Nightmares

Omega!Bakugou x Alpha!Reader

Heat

𝑶𝒎𝒆𝒈𝒂 𝑲𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒊 𝒙 𝑨𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

BAKUGO HEAT HEADCANNONS

[O!Bakugo Katsuki x A!Male Reader] 

Nesting Fever

Alpha!Pro!Katsuki x Omega!Reader

CHANGE OF HEART

O!Bakugo Katsuki x A!Male Reader

Omega!Bakugou with an Alpha s/o

Alpha! Kitsune! Bakugo Katsuki x Omega! Kitsune! Gender-neutral! Reader

[aneclipseatdusk]

Happy Father’s Day 💚🧡

[reallyromealone]

I was re-reading the adoption alpha Kiri and bakugo and omega son reader. I was thinking about what if they take him to get nesting materials because of course omegas need a nest. When the babe gets home he just starts making a messy but comfortable nest and wants his dads to take a nap with him in his newly made nest.

Title: adoption 5

Fandom: bnha

Characters: kirishima - bakugo

Fic type: fluff

Pairings: kiribaku

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, child reader, fluff, cute, dads kiribaku

Notes:

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(Name) Needed a nest, he may be a tiny tot who spoke nonsense 99% of the time but the tiny little nests he makes everywhere was a sign.

And being pro heroes meant basically unlimited money for the little one, taking him to a nesting store with a giant cart as Bakugo carried the babe around and Kirishima put anything the boy cuddled into the cart, blankets to pillows to stuffed animals.

"Papappaa" (name) babbled at the dynamite blanket and dragged it off the shelf, pulling a few things with him that Bakugo put back quickly and tossed the blanket into the cart "look, all for you!" He said lifting the boy into his arms as they went to checkout "me?" (Name) Pointed to himself and Kirishima cooed at their son "yeah, all for you!"

(Name) Was a bit overwhelmed when they got home and the little one looked around for a spot to make his nest, dragging his little blankie around till he decided on the best place he could think.

The office closet was perfect, where his papas spent time and subsequently (name) when the boy wanted cuddles while they worked. The alphas helped their little one make a nest, scenting for him when he whined at the smell, not getting why it didn't already smell like papa "papa..." He said teary eyed and Kirishima chuckled as he gave him a scented blanket and took an unscented one.

The nest was messy to say the least, it was made by a toddler with the parental assistance but when he grabbed their hands to go in as the final touch, they melted "oh good job! Such a nice nest!" (Name) Crawled into Katsukis lap and promptly passed out as the two chatted amongst themselves and took pictures of them in the cute nest, little (name) completely content with his dad's.

[thehusbandoden]

Alpha!Bakugo Katsuki x Female!Omega!Reader Headcannons

A/n: aha I'm alive! Let see how long it lasts this time :P

Besides all the smutty stuff others write (which I don't and won't read), I actually like A/B/O dynamics. I would love it if there was more fluffy goodness (and angst 😋).

Let me know if you want more A/B/O and I will happily deliver <3

Genral info:

Genre: fluff/comfort(??) \\ wc: 653 \\ format: headcannons \\ posted: 03/13/24

Warnings!: A/B/O (alpha, beta, omega) dynamics, extreme jealousy, tsundere in the beginning (it's Bakugo.. what do you expect lol), umm mentions of pregnancy? Mentions of marking (not detailed), mentions of y/n's father/father figure, slightly traditional values, idk what else? Ohhh nvm, Bakugo hurting himself (briefly), brief mention of crying, umm extreme guilt? Pls let me know if I miss any! I don't want to accidentally trigger anyone!! <33

Alpha!Bakugo who said that he would never claim an omega.

Alpha!Bakugo who almost fell apart when he first smelt your sweet scent.

Alpha!Bakugo who would glare at any other alpha who dared look at you.

Alpha!Bakugo who smells like sweet caramel.

Alpha!Bakugo whose sweet caramel scent turned into a nasty scent of burning sugar when he saw another alpha ask you out.

Alpha!Bakugo who basically sprinted to the scene, growling and glaring at the other alpha, pushing himself in-between the two of you.

Alpha!Bakugo who almost threw a punch at the smug man’s face.

Alpha!Bakugo who immediately calmed down when he felt your gentle touch on his shoulder.

Alpha!Bakugo whose scent immediately went back to normal when you cooed at him, telling him it was okay.

Alpha!Bakugo who couldn’t do anything but stare at your gorgeous e/c eyes.

Alpha!Bakugo who fell harder than he thought possible.

Alpha!Bakugo who gave you his hoodies and shirts to use in your nest.

Alpha!Bakugo who “accidentally” bumps into you, spreading his scent on top of yours.

Alpha!Bakugo who left a hand crafted “hunting” knife on your desk –with a note- as a courting gift.

“Protect my girl no matter what, you hear? I would hate to kill anyone in my way to get to you and those scoundrels who I would end up torturing to death.”

Alpha!Bakguo who would do anything for his little omega.

Alpha!Bakugo who beat the group of alphas who made fun of you.

Alpha!Bakugo who gave you his everything before you even became his.

Alpha!Bakugo who purred when you officially accepted his courtship.

Alpha!Bakugo who sweat like crazy when he was meeting your parents.

Alpha!Bakugo who made an amazing impression on your father/father figure.

Alpha!Bakugo who asked permission before officially marking you as is.

Alpha!Bakugo who proudly stared at your bond mark.

Alpha!Bakugo who caressed the mark on your neck fondly, kissing your forehead as a thank you for being his.

Alpha!Bakugo who gave you his entire soul.

Alpha!Bakugo who refused to let either of you leave without drowning in the other’s scent.

Alpha!Bakugo who drowned you in his scent when he got jealous.

Alpha!Bakugo who would growl and pull you to his chest whenever he sees another alpha looking at you for too long.

Alpha!Bakugo who got in several fights over other alphas staring at you and/or commenting on your figure.

Alpha!Bakugo who could and would tear the throat out of anyone who dared touch his omega.

Alpha!Bakugo who purred loudly as he watched you nest for the first time.

Alpha!Bakugo who treated your nest with the utter most respect when you let him in your nest for the first time.

Alpha!Bakugo who purred, scenting you lightly in gratitude as he curled up with you in your newly built nest.

Alpha!Bakugo who gave you his pups, purring proudly as he watched your belly grow.

Alpha!Bakugo who would simply lay with you, caressing your swollen belly as he scents you fondly.

Alpha!Bakugo who grew even more protective when you were pregnant with his pups.

Alpha!Bakugo who went overboard when it came to protecting you.

Alpha!Bakugo who would do anything and everything for you.

Alpha!Bakugo who whimpers and begs for forgiveness when he messes up.

Alpha!Bakugo who punched his own jaw when he saw your beautiful e/c eyes fill with tears.

Alpha!Bakugo who backed away from your tender touch, saying he didn’t deserve your concern as you try to check his jaw for bruising.

Alpha!Bakugo who begged for your forgiveness, tears in his own eyes.

Alpha!Bakugo who grew even more concerned as you sobbed into his chest.

Alpha!Bakugo who comforts you whenever and however you need.

Alpha!Bakugo who fired his omega assistant for looking at him too intimately.

Alpha!Bakugo who would rather die a horrid death than ever even look at another omega the way he looks at you.

Alpha!Bakugo who would truly put his life on the line for you in a heartbeat.

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[phantomstatistician]

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[heartofjasmina]

Okay let me resend this. Ahem!

I want to hear your opinion on Alpha!Big bro! Bakugou with an omega!little sister! Reader who’s in heat and she is in so much pain that she will let anyone fuck her stupid but he won’t let anyone near her so she demands him to fuck her.

I know I said it was dub con but is it really? Idk-

I am eating this tf up omfg <3

TW Dark Content

He couldn't help it. He physically couldn't help the way growls escaped him anytime an alpha tried to go near you while you were in heat. You were his precious baby sister and this was your first heat. No one was going to take advantage of you.

Meanwhile you were dying with need. Howling out of desperation in a way that made Katsuki's heart clench. He gulped before stepping into your room, needing to make sure you weren't actually dying.

"Brother please, please please, need your knot I can't--" You were instantly babbling as soon as you smelled him, his spicy sweet scent calming you down as he came closer.

He should say no, right? He should be the bigger person and leave. Let some other man fill you with his knot and pups just to make his little sister happy.

The thought made him nauseous.

"Please, brother, please, I can't do this anymore it hurts and and I just want it not to hurt anymore," you were on the verge of tears and Katsuki wanted to kick himself. Didn't matter that his stomach twisted knowing what he was about to do. Out of guilt or shame for actually wanting it he wasn't sure.

"Alright, sis. Alright omega. Present for me." He shuddered when the words left his lips, he never thought his fantasies (the perverted ones he kept locked away from the light of day) would come true like this.

You scrambled to obey him, your hips up in the air and your thighs wet with your slick. His mouth ran dry at the sight of your folds glistening and your hole clenching on air.

"'m a good omega, need it, please, I'll be good." You moaned as you felt him climb onto the bed behind you.

He was hard as a rock, wanting nothing more than to feel your wet heat wrapped around his dick. He could tell you were lost to your heat becaues even the sound of his zipper being undone had you in hysterics. Your omega brain had clearly taken over.

"Alpha, need you, need you, need my alpha." You whimpered, moaning loud and long when finally, finally you felt the tip of his dick pressing into you.

You were impatient and thankfully he didn't make you wait any longer, starting to fuck you at a furious pace right from the start.

You were both lost in each other then, your eyes crossing as your cheek was pressed against the bed finally full and soon to be knotted. His cock was pushing into you so deep it felt like he was in your throat. He was losing it because of how wet you were, every squelch of your pussy on his dick made him growl.

"Good omega, so fucking wet for me. Never letting you go. Gonna fill you with my pups and make you mine."

"Yes, brother please, alpha, knot me knot me knot me-"

"Then take it." The swelling at the base of his dick was starting to catch on your rim as he pushed it into you. You keened from the lovely stretch that finally made you feel complete.

When it popped inside you both moaned, your lovemaking complete. It wasn't long before he was pumping his cum into you, his knot keeping every drop locked up inside your pretty pussy.

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Headcanon Ômega Bakugo

Ômega Bakugo x Alpha leitor masculino (male reader)

• Como um ômega, ele lida com certas inseguranças e obstáculos emocionais, mas ao mesmo tempo possui um espírito determinado e feroz.

° Bakugo sempre foi conhecido por sua força e poder explosivos, mesmo como Ômega. Ele se tornou um exemplo raro dessa combinação, desafiando estereótipos existentes e demonstrando que não é apenas sua classificação que o define.

• Como um ômega, Bakugo lida com emoções intensas que podem ser um fardo em alguns momentos. Ele aprendeu a controlar seus sentimentos, canalizando-os em suas explosões e sua sede de vitória. No entanto, em certos momentos, essas emoções podem se tornar avassaladoras e prejudicar seu julgamento e tom de voz.

° Quanto à forma como Bakugo conhece seu alfa, eu imagino que seja alguém que o desafia e faz com que ele se esforce cada vez mais. Você seria um rival inicialmente, alguém com quem Bakugo competiria constantemente para melhorar suas habilidades. Gradualmente, vocês desenvolveriam uma conexão única e uma amizade profunda à medida que começam a entender um ao outro.

• No entanto, você não seria alguém que diminuiria a intensidade de Bakugo, mas sim um que reconheceria sua força e o incentivaria a canalizá-la de maneira saudável. Seria você que estaria sempre ao seu lado, apoiando-o em suas batalhas e mostrando a Bakugo que ele não precisa enfrentar o mundo sozinho.

° Você seria uma contraparte perfeita para Bakugo, um equilíbrio para sua personalidade explosiva. Você seria calmo, gentil, mas também extremamente protetor.

• No final, o ômega Bakugo seria uma força a ser reconhecida, desafiando os estereótipos e provando que a classificação ômega não o limita de forma alguma. Ele se tornaria uma inspiração poderosa para outros jovens ômegas, mostrando a eles que eles também podem alcançar o topo em um mundo predominantemente dominado por alfas.

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Omega Malewife bakugo! X alpha reader!

💥Pure house wife and he loves it

💥He never expected after graduation you would propose to him within the span of 5 years

💥And in that 5 years you became the number one hero Giving bakugo the luxury of retiring at 24

💥He didn’t want to obviously but he knew all you wanted to do was take care of I’m and raise a family together

💥Since then he just takes care of you and the house

💥“I’m home..” yn said as they walked in the door

💥You hear footsteps around the corner coming to you and you see bakugo in an apron with a spoon in his hand

💥“Don’t I’m home me! You’re an hour late dinner is cold and I’m not reheating it either damn it!”

💥All yn could do is smile and went to hug him

💥Later that year bakugo gave birth to a little girl

💥Bakugo is mommy

💥And your daddy

💥“Say bye bye daddy!”

💥Bakugo says with his 2 year old daughter on his hip

💥“Bye bye daddy” she waves happily

💥“Bye bye (haven’t thought of her name lol)!”

💥You kiss the top of her head and then go kiss bakugo on the lips

💥“I should be home around 8 if not 9:30 if all my paperwork is done-

💥“Honey..”

💥“Yea?”

💥“Promise me you’ll come home safe..ok?”

💥“Of course my love I promise

💥“No I mean it..no dumb stunts..like the ones you and izuku pull all the damn time...”

💥“Baby I promise”

💥“Ok”

💥You give him one last kiss before leaving

💥Later he sees you and izuku risking your lives going back into a collapsing building

💥Bakugo gives you and ear full when you get home

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Learning to belong ~ poly!MHA x fem!Reader (01)

I didn’t expect to drop the first chapter so fast. Thank you everyone who liked and/or commented on my previous post !! Hope y’all will like this one !!

Summary <- 01 -> 02

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Warning: I don’t know anything about hospital or how they actually work, I tried to make it accurate as much as possible, cursing ?

tags: aged-up characters ; Pack! Izuku Midoriya X Bakugo Katsuki X Shoto Todoroki X Kirishima Eijirou ; Omega!Izuku Midoriya ; Omega!Bakugo Katsuki ; Omega!Shoto Todoroki ; Omega!Kirishima Eijirou ; technically Beta!Reader ; afab!Reader ; modern Au ; post-UA ; Reader has a quirk ; non hero!Reader ; eventually smut

Also, reader is bisexual !

Working in a hospital was always exhausting. You never imagined yourself becoming a doctor; in fact, you never even dreamt of it. But with a healing quirk like yours, combined with the prestige and respect the profession brought, you felt pushed into it. It wasn’t so bad, though. Being a beta, you had an edge here. In a place where emotions ran high and pheromones flooded the air, you stayed grounded. While alphas and omegas could be thrown into chaos by the scent and pheromones around them, you kept your cool. It was one of the few perks of being a beta in a high-stress environment like this.

Today felt no different from the others as you made your way down the sterile hallway, heading for your next patient. Just as you were about to enter their room, the sound of hurried footsteps caught your attention. A group of paramedics rushed past you, wheeling a stretcher with a patient barely visible under layers of blankets.

The moment they passed, the air shifted. The doctor in charge, a tall, sharp-eyed alpha, started barking orders at the nurses, his voice cutting through the usual calmness of the hospital. You could tell by the urgency that this wasn’t just any patient. No, this had to be someone important. A pro-hero, maybe? It wouldn’t be the first time one of them was brought in after a brutal fight. For a moment, curiosity sparked inside you, and you wondered who they were. But duty called. You pushed open the door to your patient’s room, the soft click of the handle snapping you back into focus. Your professional demeanor slid into place like a well-worn mask.

"Good morning! How are you feeling today?"

The patient shifted under the thin sheet, eyes half-closed.

"Better, I think... Still sore, though," they murmured.

You nodded, already making mental notes.

“That’s to be expected. Let’s have a look at those vitals and see how you're doing.”

After finishing up with your patient, the day moved on with the usual requests and minor chaos of the hospital. It wasn’t long before Asuna, the cute omega nurse, approached you again, her brown eyes wide as she asked

“Please, Y/N, I really need to leave early today. I swear I’ll buy your lunch tomorrow.”

You couldn’t help but wonder why people always came to you for favors. It wasn’t like you had a particularly welcoming vibe, yet somehow, this was the third time she had asked you to cover her last round so she could head out early.

“Y/N, I promise, it’s the last time.”

Her wide brown eyes locked onto yours, and you knew she had you. It wasn’t the first time Asuna had asked for a favor, and you doubted it would be the last.

“Alright, Asuna, you’re a pain in the ass. This is the last time, though. I mean it,” you said, though your tone didn’t carry much conviction.

Her smile brightened, and with a quick, “Thank you, Doctor L/N!” she handed you her patient list and dashed off to the locker room.

You shook your head slightly, more amused than annoyed. People always seemed to assume you were an easy target for these things, but the truth was, you just didn’t care enough to make a big deal out of it. Besides, it was easier to say yes and get on with your day than to fight over it. Since she was assigned to the hero wing, you made your way there, your steps steady and automatic. The hero wing wasn’t all that different from the rest of the hospital, just quieter. The lighting was a bit softer, and the rooms offered a little more privacy, but beyond that, it was still a hospital—white walls, the faint scent of disinfectant in the air, and the steady hum of medical equipment. You made your way down the familiar hallway, passing a few closed doors until you reached the patient’s room at the end.

After a brief knock on the door with no response, you entered the room, heading straight for the bed. Their room was larger than most, with enough space to accommodate any necessary equipment, but otherwise, it was like every other patient room. The sunlight filtered through thin blue curtains, casting a dull glow over the room. You checked the vitals on instinct, your eyes drifting to the patient, and then froze when you realized who you were looking at pro-hero Shoto Todoroki.

Seeing him up close was something else. One of Japan’s most famous heroes, practically a celebrity, and here he was, fast asleep in front of you. His hair rested against his shoulders, the unusual coloring drawing your attention in a way you couldn’t quite explain. His features were sharp yet soft and refined, but it was the contrast in his appearance, much like an exotic bird, that caught your eye. There was something striking, captivating about the way he looked. He was just... pretty. There was no other way to describe it. Everything about him screamed "pretty boy." You were so captivated by the length of his lashes, thick and dark against his skin, that you didn’t even notice when his eyes opened and met yours.

The two of you stared at each other in silence for what felt like an eternity. You’d heard Shoto was on the quieter side, but this silence felt different, as if he were trying to figure out why a doctor had been watching him sleep. It was unprofessional—creepy, even—and you had no valid excuse for why you were still staring. The awkwardness of the moment built until it was unbearable, and just as you opened your mouth to apologize, you noticed something shift in his gaze.

There was something more beneath it now, something charged. His cheeks flushed, the soft pink blossoming across his skin like a dahlia. The color spread gradually, delicate at first but quickly deepening into a rich, vibrant hue. His wide eyes, one blue and one gray, darkened as his pupils expanded, a hazy look settling in them. As if he was suddenly hyperaware of every breath you took. The heart monitor’s consistent beeping suddenly picked up pace, the rhythm escalating without warning.

Instinctively, you reached out, your hand barely grazing his shoulder. His entire body trembled at the touch. It was immediate, his body responding to even the slightest touch.

Then, in a small, broken voice, he whispered.

“Alpha... please…”

You almost laughed at the absurdity of it, the words so out of place that they felt like a joke. But before you could react, a scent hit you, so strong and unexpected that it threatened to short-circuit your brain.

Alright, I did the first one. As always, I like criticism and I find them really helpful so don’t hesitate to tell me if something is weird or wrong about my writing !!

Big thank you to @cafekitsune who made the beautiful dividers !

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FAMILY MAN [O!Bakugo Katsuki x A!Male Reader] PT.2

You laid on Bakugo’s pillow, one arm pinned under your head while the other played in the blondes’ hair. The man was lying on your chest, in the glow of his preheat. He had invited you to his room after classes, just to allow you to scent everything he needed you to in his nest. Nothing sensual had happened yet, during your research you had learned that all an omega really needs before their heat is the scent and attention of their alpha. Their alpha…were you Bakugo’s alpha? He had never asked, you had never asked for him to be your omega either though. It was unspoken arrangement between the two of you that you would only go to each other for things like this. He had never smelt the lingering scent of another omega on you, and your interaction with omega classmates were limited, always holding yourself three steps away from them.

You enjoyed basking in his scent, it was smoky and woody. Like sitting by a campfire on a snowy night. You could drown yourself in it. Times like these were nice, when Bakugo wasn’t his usually angry self, when he wasn’t yelling at you, or pulling your hair and calling you an idiot. You lived for the few times when he acted like a domesticated cat. It’s almost as if he enjoyed your company as much as you enjoyed his. You truly did love him. 17 and in love, how stupid of you. But with him in your arms clutching you like a lifeline, how could you have not fallen in love with him?

You stared at Bakugo dumbfounded, his push away from your embrace wasn’t as successful as he had hoped, your hands still had death grips on his upper arms. His glare remained on you though, unwavering as you slowly pulled in closer to him, looking in his eyes.

“Why the fuck are you in Japan?” He asked, pulling his face away from your curious gaze. Despite the grip you had on him, your hands were still comforting, and safe. Not letting him go. But he needed to leave, he couldn’t deal with this shit right now, there was still a villain on the loose.

“Kat, what are you talking about?” You asked slowly. Your hands left his arms and snaked up his shoulder and face, something you used to do to him all the time when it was just the two of you. He would have never let you show him affection like this in public when you were teenagers. Old habits die hard because the moment your fingers intertwine in the hair he’s pulling himself off the other side of the bed to put some distance between you. Something in your eyes flickers that he’s all too familiar with; disappointment.

You always had that look on your face in high school. When he didn’t scent things for you, or didn’t acknowledge you outside of class, or told you when he didn’t love you. The last one was probably what he was most ashamed of. You loved him, despite how badly he treated you. How little did you think of yourself to let him walk all over you like that?

Years of just hit after hit from him and you always came back when he called. Until you didn’t.

“Did you get tired of dicking around in America? Does anyone even know you’re back? That you’re married?” It figures that he wouldn’t even be on the list of people you’d tell, it’s not like you have given him any life updates since you left. But he would have a least heard about it from Shitty Hair or Pinky, hell even fucking Deku would have had something to say about you returning. He can’t keep secrets for shit. He had told Bakugo a while Hatsume has been trying to recruit you for years to come back and work with her on support gear. All of her efforts had been unsuccessful though, apparently you enjoyed your job in America.

You had your own little life out there. One that he knew nothing about.

Your disappointment turned into a little pout, and you tilted your head in that cute fucking way you always do when you’re thinking. You share a look with the medical staff, who is all still crouched in the corner of the room and watching the two of you. One of the doctors you make eye contact with is finally man enough to stand up and approach Bakugo.

“Mr. (L/N), we think that there may be some trauma do your head after the attack, if you could let us run some neurological assessments and a MRI we can get a better idea of what we are working with.”

“I DIDN’T HIT MY FUCKING HEAD!” He yelled, the doctor was quick to back away from his outburst. You were quick to jump into action, directly all his attention back to you.

“Kat, it’s okay, it’s just routine.” You lied like he wouldn’t know. Like Bakugo hasn’t landed himself in the hospital a dozen times and already knows a routine assessment. You sounded defeated though, like you didn’t want to fight but weren’t going to back down. You would drag him kicking and screaming to the MRI if you had to. “I know you’re upset but Deku got the villain after he knocked you out, okay. Let’s just get all these tests over with and I will take us home.”

The distance Bakugo put between you didn’t seem to detour your calming scent, but you made no move closer to him out of respect. He was mad, and you’ve seen him made enough times to know to give him the space he needs. Bakugo is just staring at you, a mixture of emotions that he wouldn’t appreciate you deciphering in front of all these strangers. Because what the fuck did you mean “take us home”? To your home? To his? And Deku wasn’t even near the fight when it happened, how the hell did he swoop in and save the day? You nod silently the way to the door for the doctors so the two of you can be alone. They take the hint.

You sit down in the hospital bed, watching as Katsuki paces around in his anger. After what feels like forever he looks at you, only you. And you swear you can see a glimmer of water in the corners of his eyes.

In a flash, the omega is back in your arms, face burrowed in your neck as you run your fingers through your hair again. “Why are you here?” He whispered, and the sound of his voice is enough to break your heart and two. Because neither of you had an actual clue what was going on in each other’s heads. You wanted to ask him what he meant, because he saw you this morning before work. He lifts his bed from your shoulder to meet your gaze. Katsuki Bakugo, number one hero, was sitting in your lap on the brink of tears because a low level villain caught him off guard? No, no something else was going on. You could tell, he was confused and scared and angry all at once. You cup his face and pull him close.

“My Husband is in the hospital.” you laughed, “Where else in the world would I be?” You gave him a small kiss on the lips, pulling away all too soon. Bakugo’s hands find your wrists and put them in a death grip, preventing you from moving away. The kiss he gives you is more passionate, like he thinks it is the last one he will be able to give you in a while. You make a surprised noise until you melt into it. He’s rubbing his scent all over you as if you weren’t already drenched in it.

Him? Your husband?

A/N: That’s so lame of me not to update in months and I want you all to know I’m as disappointed in myself as you are.

[inkalight]

Let me care for you part 27

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