#bakugou x reader cuddles

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

sometimes katsuki gets really dramatic (but let’s be fr when isn’t he) and acts like you ghosted him when you don’t respond to his texts in thirty minutes. not in a creepy way, just in a dramatic, needy way.

he’s not worried or anything, he checks his phone every few minutes to see if any texts from you have come in. it’s a force of habit, because you usually respond pretty quickly but after a while it gets a little weird. and then he sends you a text and another one and unconsciously he starts spamming you a bit. again, not in a creepy way. just an annoying needy whiny dramatic baby, way.

“what’s up, bakubro ? you keep checking your phone.” katsuki doesn’t look at kirishima, eyes glued to his phone when he just grunts out an “‘m fine.”

and then kaminari just has to open his big mouth. his voice playful as he speaks “uh oh, trouble in paradiseee~?” katsuki scoffs, telling the blonde to fuck off.

and he isn’t worried..not at all. until he thinks about it and maybe there was trouble in paradise ?? were you maybe ignoring him ? what’d he do ?

you look up from your notebook at the sound of your phone vibrating. oh, it’s katsuki ! you smile just seeing his contact pop up.

“hi, katsu !”

silence, no response. you try again.

“…hello ?”

you hear a scoff from the other end, and some shuffling before your boyfriend graces you with an answer. “look at your phone, you idiot.”

“hello, katsu.” you snort. “yeah, yeah. hi.” you can practically hear the roll of his eyes through the phone, you giggle and your boyfriend huffs through the speaker.

it’s then that you see the wall of texts from him “oh, did you text me ? my bad i was studying.”

there’s a faint sigh of relief “‘s fine.”

“were you worried ?” you tease.

“fuck no. just—“ a sudden pause then katsuki grumbles “answer my texts next time, moron. bye. don’t overdo it while studying or i’ll kill you.”

“meanie !” you giggle, and when he hangs up you send him a text.

we can study together next time, just so you don’t flip out again 💗😚

katsuki scoffs a mean laugh, then sends you a middle finger.

[sugarwarachan]

bakugou loves getting high with you because you go all soft and pliant in his lap. you press every inch of yourself against him and even though he says it’s gross and unhygienic, when you drag on the joint and breathe the smoke into his mouth, he can’t help but cage you into his chest and try to inhale you too

[lucilles-witchery]

cuddle sesh w bakugo pls 🙈🙈🙈

hope this is what you wanted anon! I'm still getting used to this stuff

Cuddling with Katsuki Bakugo was never easy, especially on days like today, ones where training had kept you apart from each other. It wasn't very well known because he didn't let many people other than you see it, but the boy was very clingy.

So now you found yourself lying amongst the covers with him, both of you bare down to your underwear gripping each other under the soft white sheets of his bed.

Bakugo had his face buried in your chest and his hands gripping the backs of your thighs tightly, groaning in his sleepy state and trying to get as close to you as possible. While you were slowly tracing your right hand up and down his toned back soothingly and running your left through his blonde hair, peppering affectionate kisses on his forehead.

The fading light streams in past his blinds makes you groan in annoyance and Bakugo peeks up past his hair.

"I need to meet Mina in the library Kats" you tell him cautiously

He snarls against your skin and pulls you tighter "cancel"

"You know i cant do that Suki" you pull out of his grasp and throw the covers off of you, hissing as the cold hits you.

He turns over so his back is facing you "cant believe your ditchin' me for a date with that extra" he grumbles

Rolling your eyes, you laugh and lean down to press a kiss to his shoulderblade "ill see you in an hour Katsuki, and its not a date"

[thehusbandoden]

"Hold me?" -Vulnerable Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

A/n: sorry I've been so quiet! I took a little break from writing, but luckily I'm ready to write for most of the day!

General info:

Genre: fluff/reverse comfort // wc: 523

"Y/n... will you.. hold me?" A small, broken voice aroused you from your slumber.

"Mhmm, c'mere baby.." you mumble, searching around for your husband's familair, muscular arm.

Once your fingers brushed over his bare skin you gently tugged, silently telling him to come to you. Anixety and hesitation instanly melting away, he fell into your comforting embrace, face burried in your chest as he clung onto your shirt, sobs spilling from his lips.

"Shh, it's okay baby. It's okay, I'm here." You mumble, rubbing soothing circles across his back. "I'll always be here for you."

His sobs grew louder as his grip grew tighter, pulling himself against you to seek your loving comfort- to stop feeling so... useless.

"I-I-I-" He tried to piece together, uncontrolable sobs causing his voice to crack.

"Shhh I know baby, I know. I love you too." You whisper, kissing his forehead multiple times before going back to rest your head on his. "So, so much."

After a few minutes his grip became less harsh, finally relaxing into your hold- knowing that you wouldn't leave him.

It took another hour or so for his sobs to lessen, and a few more for him to fall asleep. But you stayed underneath him the entire time, supporting him both verbally and silently. Rubbing his back, kissing his forehead, telling him you loved him, kissing away his tears, telling him that you were xtherex.

Even after he fell asleep you stayed watchful, making sure that he didn't fall into anther nightmare, not minding the lack of sleep one bit. You loved this man, and there is no way that you would leave him feeling unprotected.

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8:29 a.m.

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You smiled fondly as you watched his pair of crimson eyes blink open, already searching for you the second they opened.

"G'morning baby." You smile, kissing Katsuki's lips tenderly.

"Good morning." He replied, crawling higher up your body to press his nose to your cheek before carefully flopping down onto you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

"Did you sleep well?" You whisper, twirling a strand of his blonde hair in your fingers.

"Mhmm.. after you held me." He whispered back, a fiery red blush creeping up his neck at his vulnerability. He shouldn't be acting so weak in front of you- he was supposed to protect you, not the other way around-

"It's okay Suki. I already know what you're thinking- but I promise you, it's okay. You deserve a break too."

"Bu-"

"No buts. Just trust me, okay?"

Nodding, Bakugo lifted himself up to kiss your lips lovingly- a silent thank you for your support.

Smiling, you kiss him back before pulling away, looking up at him through your lashes.

"Do you want me to make break-"

"You, Teddybear, are going to lay here and rest those pretty eyes of yours while I cook, understand?" Bakugo gently scolded, kissing both your eyelids, before pecking your lips and crawling out of bed.

"But you really don't have t-"

"No complaining or else!"

"Or else what?"

"Or else! Now get some rest before I come back there and smother ya!"

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[nurserx-rae]

Sunkissed and Bloodstained

Synopsis: As Y/N, a vampire, weakens under the sun, Bakugo risks his life to save her by offering his blood, leading to a dangerous shift in their relationship when she nearly drains him completely.

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x fem!vampire!reader

Words: 4,379

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The sun blazed as Class 1-A stood attention in the field behind the school. Aizawa-sensei babbling on about the course they were to defeat. 

Bakugo stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his hero costume tight to his body, as sweat dripped down his toned skin the sun beat down on the students. 

He looked down at the small girl standing beside him: Y/N; his girlfriend. She was a talkative one, very friendly despite her quirk. 

His red eyes analyzed every inch of the small girl, her skin pale, almost melting as her eyes flickered back in her skull. 

Y/N's arms hung at her sides, limp. She hunched forward. Something was wrong. 

Bakugo's eyes furrowed as he noticed what was off. He immediately grabbed ahold of her waist, pulling her towards him. 

"Bakugo?" Y/N questioned, she didn't fight back or maybe it was that she couldn't. She just hung limp in his arms, barely holding herself up. 

Bakugo's arm tightened around her waist, holding her with him as he took a step closer, placing his other hand on her forehead. 

"Oi, are you okay? You look like you're gonna pass out." 

"I-I'm fine . It's just really hot ." she explained, heavy, labored breaths coming from her thin lips. 

No shit. What a vampire quirk like hers, she was practically burning to death. 

His hand pulled back, noticing the sweat that dripped down her forehead; her body was overheating. He gently placed his hand on the back of her neck, guiding her closer. The tips of his fingers pressed against her skin. 

"Damn, you're burning up…" 

She leaned into his touch, her cheek brushing against his collarbone. She mumbled something, but it was too incoherent for him to hear. He leaned down a little, placing his hand on her chin to angle her face up. 

Her eyes slowly fluttered open, her eyelids twitching as she attempted to lift them. "Hm?" she mumbled weakly. 

"Oi, can you hear me?" Bakugo asked, gripping her chin in between his fingers. 

Y/N looked at the blonde-haired man, her eyes flickering as they shut, her body dropping in Bakugo's arms. 

Bakugo caught her, quickly scooping her up in his toned arms. "Oi, teddy bear!" he called, his voice slightly panicked. He placed his ear near her mouth, trying to see if she was breathing. 

Aizawa's gaze shifted to the commotion in the field. He saw Bakugo holding Y/N, her body limp in his arms. He quickly jogged over to them. 

"What happened?" 

The whole class stared at the three. Curious eyes gazing, small gaps of surprise, worry thick in the air. 

"I don't know! She was fine one moment and the next, she passed out!" Bakugo yelled, his grip tightening around the passed out girl in his arms. 

"Bring her inside," Aizawa spoke in a calm, monotone voice. 

He turned and began to walk back to the school; his hands shoved into his pockets. 

Bakugo obeyed instantly. His legs carried the unconscious girl as his arms held her close to his body. He followed behind his sensei, staring down at her face. His red eyes watched her face intently, studying her expression. 

Y/N for her eyebrows, face tense as she rolled her head side to side. 

She opened her eyes, the room blinding her with its bright white lights that shone directly into her eyes. 

Bakugo sat beside her in a chair as she lay in a hospital bed that made home in the school's infirmary. His eyebrows knitted together as he looked into her eyes, not in anger, like usual, but in concern and fear—something he wasn't familiar with, something he didn't know how to handle. 

He leaned forward, one of his hands grabbing onto her smaller ones. He gripped it tightly, as if it were his lifeline. 

"Y/N." he spoke her name softly, almost cautiously as to not scare her. 

Y/N opened her mouth to speak, but her body held too frail to make noise. 

Her hand sat limp in his. 

Bakugo watched her intently, his eyes scanning over every detail of her face. His eyes flicked down to her hand in his and back up to her eyes. He didn't want to let go. 

He rubbed his thumb over her knuckles gently. His head tilted to the side as he stared at her, unable to form the words he wanted to say. 

"You scared me, y'know." he mumbled, his voice low. He looked down, trying to avoid eye contact. He could feel the anxiety building up in his chest, he felt vulnerable. He hated feeling like this. 

Y/N smiled. 

Recovery Girl walked over. 

"How are you feeling, dear?" she asked, placing a hand on Y/N's forehead. 

"F… f-fine." Y/N managed to choke out through rough breaths. 

"You're still overheating." she said, a frown resting on her face. Her eyes moved from Y/N to Bakugo. 

"I'm going to need to take her temperature. Could you let go of her, dear?" she spoke softly to Bakugo. 

He nodded stiffly, letting go slowly, reluctantly. His hand slid out of hers, falling onto his lap. 

Recovery Girl took the thermometer from a box on the bedside table; a few beeping noises, the beeping increasing on the thermometer until a high pitched beep was heard. 

"112.3…" 

Recovery Girl stated. 

Bakugo's stomach dropped, a look of concern on his face. His brain wracked over the information. "112.3?!" 

Recovery Girl took notice of his distress as she walked over to one of the cabinets, pulling out a bottle of Tylenol. 

She handed the pills over to Y/N, a water bottle in her other hand. 

"Here dear, take this. This will help bring your fever down." 

Y/N went to grab the cup of water. Recovery Girl slowly letting go, her hand still circled the edges of the glass as Y/N nearly dropped the glass, Recovery Girl quickly grabbing the glass once again. 

Recovery Girl looked down at her. She sighed softly, helping her take the medicine. 

Aizawa's voice came on the intercom. 

"Recovery Girl, we need you on the field. Deku broke his arm again…" 

Recovery Girl stood still, a look of annoyance crossing her face. She knew it would happen again, but she always tried to keep her hopes up. 

"Ugh, that boy…" 

"Stay here, and don't try to leave." Recovery Girl spoke to Y/N and Bakugo before walking out of the infirmary. The room now quiet. 

Bakugo turned to Y/N. 

She stared down at her feet at the end of the bed. Eyes dull. Her usual smile absent. Eyebrows curled in mourning. 

Bakugo stared at her intently, noticing how she wouldn't look up at him. His hand twitched, wanting to reach out to hold hers. His body moved on its own, leaning forward. He went to place his hand on hers. His fingers brushed against her skin. 

"… teddy bear?" he spoke her name softly, his eyes darting across her face. He just wanted her to look at him. 

"I'm dying." 

His eyes widened at her response; it felt like a punch to the gut, the wind knocked out of him. It took a moment for him to respond, his brain trying to form the words. "W-What…?" his voice shook, his eyes refusing to leave her face. 

"M-My kind—vampires—we need blood to survive. Cannibalism is illegal, and the only vampire café is miles away from here. I haven't been able to drink blood in months. I'm slowly dying without it, I can't be in the sun anymore. My quirk is weakening and so am I. I can feel myself dying, Katsuki…" 

Tears welled in her big eyes as she clenched her fist. "I don't want to die…" 

His hand gripped onto one of hers, wrapping around her smaller palm. His jaw clenched as tears welled in his own eyes at the sight of her crying—it killed him seeing her this way. He was never good with dealing with sensitive topics; feelings or otherwise. 

"You're not dying, idiot." 

He leaned forward, his other hand coming up to her chin, forcing her gaze up. He locked eyes with her. 

"You'll be fine. We'll figure something out…" 

Y/N's hands shot up to her eyes as she wiped away hot tears that spilled down her pink cheeks. She whimpered in distress, a high-pitched vibration leaving her chest. 

His expression softened, his heart wrenching at the pitiful sounds she was making. He had never seen her like this before, vulnerable and small, it was killing him. He pulled her into his chest gently. 

He wrapped his arms around her, his chin rested atop her head. He could feel the hot tears soak into his shirt as she buried her face into his chest. His hands rubbed her back comfortingly, trying to soothe her. 

"There, there, teddy bear… it's okay." 

She gripped at his hero costume, her slender fingers gripping desperately, as if she was holding onto him as her life support. The sounds of her small sobs filled the room, broken noises and whimpers. Her body shook in his arms as she inhaled large gulps of air. 

"Damn it, teddy bear… don't cry, please…" he muttered into her hair, his voice barely audible. He held her tighter to his chest; her body pressed snugly against his. The pounding of his heart filling up his ears. 

"I'm gonna die, Katsuki." 

"No, you're not…" 

He said stubbornly, holding her tighter. He closed his eyes tightly. "No… you can't… you can't die… I… I won't let that happen." 

As Y/N sobbed in his arms, Bakugo realized the answer to her problems. A way for her to not die a painful death. His eyes widened, a thought crossing his mind. The wheels in his brain turning as he finally figured out the solution. 

He bit his lip, the thought of her drinking from him… using him for her needs. He didn't even hesitate at the thought. 

"Hey…" he whispered softly, one of his hands rubbing her back. 

He tilted his chin down to look at her, her face hidden in his chest. His fingers gripped her chin once again, pulling her face up to his. He had to look her in the eye for what he was about to say… what he was about to offer. 

"Teddy bear, look at me…" he spoke softly, his red eyes staring down at her. He needed her attention. He needed her to look at him. To listen to what he was about to say. 

Y/N looked up at him, still clinging to his costume, her eyes red and swollen with grief. 

His heart ached, seeing her like this… so small, so vulnerable. He inhaled deeply. 

"I have a solution… but you have to promise you won't freak out, okay?" 

She sniffed, narrowing her eyes. "O-Okay?" 

He took another slow breath, letting it out through his nose. 

"You…" he paused, the words getting stuck in his throat. He swallowed, trying to regain his composure. "You could… drink my blood…" 

Y/N eyes shot open as she shoved him away. 

"WHAT!?" she screamed in shock. 

"You wa—what?" 

He winced at her outburst, his body stiffening as she pushed him back. He quickly regained composure, his hands still reaching for her. "Just—listen to me for a damn minute, idiot!" 

He gripped her wrists tightly, holding them to keep her from escaping. "Listen—just listen to me!" he repeated, his voice louder. His body moved closer to hers, trapping her on the bed. 

His red eyes looked into hers, holding her gaze. He was determined to get her to listen; he needed her to accept his idea. He opened his mouth to speak again, to try to convince her. 

Y/N stared at Bakugo as if he had a third head. Silence consumed the room. 

He could see the hesitation in her eyes, the disbelief, the horror. He let out an irritated huff, frustrated by her look of surprise. He gripped her wrists tighter, leaning in closer, his face now mere inches from hers. 

"I am serious, teddy bear. It's the only way. You'll get to feed, and I have plenty of blood to spare, idiot." 

She wanted to say something, but nothing came out. She just stares at him, eyes wide. She wanted to say no, but she couldn't. She was starving, dying. His solution wasn't perfect, it was downright dangerous, especially without starving she was. 

She refused to say anything, she didn't wanna potentially kill the love of her life because she wouldn't be able to control herself once she got a taste of blood. 

Bakugo saw her hesitation, the internal battle she was fighting within herself. He could see the conflict in her eyes, the desire fighting with the fear. 

He grit his teeth, his grip on her wrists tightening even more. He pulled her closer to him, the space between them getting smaller by the second, his face now dangerously close to hers. 

"Teddy bear, I won't let you die, and if this is the only way to save you, then damn it, we're doing it." 

"You're an idiot sometimes! I hope you know that!" Y/N fought back, tears dripping down her red hot cheeks. 

"Yeah? I'm the idiot?" Bakugo retorted, his brows furrowing. He gritted his teeth, his own anger starting to rise. 

"I'm the idiot for trying to save your ass?" 

"I love you… I don't want you to die because of me… I would rather I…" Y/N trailed off, her thought unfinished, yet, it was all too clear what she was going to say. 

"DIE?! DIE?!" 

Bakugo's temper flared, his voice rising in volume. He couldn't believe what she just said, the words stabbing him like a knife. 

"You would rather die than drink my blood? Are you fucking serious?!" 

He grabbed both sides of her face, forcing her to look at him. His red eyes filled with anger and desperation. 

"Look at me! I'm not going to fucking die!" 

His grip tightened on her cheeks, his words sharp like a dagger. "I'm doing this whether you like it or not, idiot." 

Y/N winced in his grip, the pressure on her cheeks becoming too much. Her eyes darted across his face, fear evident in her gaze. 

"K-Katsuki, please…" she whimpered, her voice shaky and breathless. 

"No, stop that," he growled, his eyes narrowing. "Stop trying to talk me out of this. You're not dying on my watch, teddy bear. Not on my watch." 

He leaned in closer until their noses were practically touching. 

"Fine! I'll… I'll drink your blood, but if anything happens to you! I swear to god, katsuki!" 

Bakugo's expression softened, relief flooding through him as she finally agreed. 

"Nothing's going to happen to me, idiot. I'm going to be fine, okay?" 

He released his grip on her cheeks, his fingers gently stroking her skin. His eyes searched her face, a mix of tenderness and concern. 

He took a breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "Just… don't… go to town on me, okay?" he added, attempting to lighten the mood with a half-hearted joke. 

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, pouring her lip. 

"That's not funny." she explained, voice deep. 

He sighed, the joking tone fading from his voice. His expression became serious again. He gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear

"…I know, I'm sorry." 

He moved his hand down to her chin again, tilting her head up so he could lock eyes with her. 

"You ready, teddy bear?" 

Y/N nodded. Not looking him in the eyes. 

Bakugo sighed, taking off the glove to his non-dominant hand, bearing his wrist before the love of his life. 

Y/N swallowed hard, her heart racing as she stared at the exposed wrist. The scent of his blood filling her nostrils had her teeth itching with need. 

Slowly, ever so slowly, she reached out a trembling hand. 

She cupped the back of his hand, her other hand resting in the middle of his forearm, as she slowly brought his wrist up to her mouth. 

She hesitated for a moment too long, deep inhales expanding her chest, and shaky exhales trembling her body. 

His eyes watched her every movement, his breathing coming in shallow puffs. The sight of her fangs hovering over his bare skin, the anticipation… it made his heart race. 

He had to fight the urge to pull away, his body tense. He knew this was necessary, but the primal fear of being bitten was difficult to suppress. 

"…come on, teddy bear…" he whispered softly, his voice barely above a breath. "Just do it. "

Y/N's eyes widened as her pupils shrank. She closed her eyes, opening her mouth. 

Her sharp, porcelain white fangs poked at his skin, not enough to break the skin as she stared up at him, looking for any signs of pain that would show on his face. 

His breath caught in his throat as her fangs grazed over his skin. It was a foreign feeling, the cool metal-like fangs against his warm flesh. He felt his heart skip a beat, his body tensing up even more. 

He kept his gaze locked on her, his expression trying to portray a sense of calm. He tried his best to keep his face stoic, not wanting to show any signs of fear or discomfort. 

"Go on…" he encouraged her quietly. 

"You need to relax, katsuki. Your body is too tense. It's gonna hurt more if you don't relax. Think of it like a shot at the doctors: you need to relax so they can get the needle through your skin. " Y/N explained, stalling out of her own fear. 

Bakugo nodded, his jaw clenched. He knew she was right, but relaxing was the last thing he wanted to do at the moment. 

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He tried to will his body to loosen up, to relax as she had instructed. 

His expression softened slightly, but the tension in his muscles remained. 

"…alright. I'm going to relax… but you just fucking get it over with, okay, teddy bear? "

Y/N nodded. 

She lifted his wrist back up to her mouth. 

His wrist trembled in her grip as she brought it up to her mouth once again. He steeled himself, the anticipation of pain making his heart flutter2. 

Every muscle was taut, waiting for the moment she would pierce his skin. Her fangs felt sharp against his skin, like knives against his flesh. 

And then, it happened. A sudden sharp pain as her fangs sank into his flesh. 

His body jerked involuntarily, the pain shooting up his arm like fire. He clenched his teeth, the urge to pull away strong, but he held still, determined not to let her see how much it hurt. 

The pain was sharp and hot, the feeling of her fangs in his skin foreign and uncomfortable. His heart raced, the adrenaline rushing through his veins. 

As she started to feed from him, he felt a strange sensation. The pain started to morph into something else, an odd mixture of pain and… something almost pleasurable. 

His breath hitched in his chest as the sensations coursed through him. His mind was conflicted, the primal fear of being bitten fighting with the growing feeling of… euphoria. 

His free hand gripped the bed sheets, the knuckles white as he tried to ground himself against the sensation of having his blood sucked from his body. 

Each swallow felt like a jolt to his system, like electricity coursing through his veins every time her fangs broke his flesh. He couldn't help but feel a strange sense of… intimacy in this act . 

The thought of her using him for sustenance, of him giving himself to her in this primal act… it was both terrifying and oddly… hot . His pulse quickened in response, his heart racing for a completely different reason now. 

He couldn't help but feel a sense of… vulnerability. He was exposing himself to her in a way he had never done before. He was letting her take from him, feeding off of him, and he was powerless to stop it. He was completely at her mercy. 

And he… somehow… liked it. 

His breathing came in sharp, shallow gasps, his entire body tense with raw energy. He couldn't help but feel hyper-aware of every movement she made, every little shift in her body against him. 

His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Fear… excitement… arousal… and… a strange sense of surrender. 

Y/N started feeding more and more, a small bit at first, but then she couldn't help herself. The taste of his blood was almost intoxicating, like nothing she had ever experienced before. 

Her grip on his arm tightened. 

The sudden change in her feeding caught him off guard, his body jolting in surprise as she suddenly started to feed more urgently, taking bigger mouthfuls of blood each time she fed. 

His eyes widened in shock, his heart leaping in his chest. He could feel his blood rushing out of his body, the feeling of lightheadedness starting to take over him. 

"Teddy bear…" he gasped, his voice weak. "Slow… slow down…!" 

Her teeth sank into his wrist, tearing bigger holes in his flesh. Red hot blood poured from the open wounds, as Y/N sucked it into her mouth. 

Her mind was fog, not a single thought could form. Her mind was dizzy and her eyes were fuzzy. 

Bakugo's blood tastes better than anything she could ever imagine. 

The feeling of her teeth tearing into his flesh sent sharp jolts of pain through his arm, each one sending a shiver down his spine. The blood flowed out of him like a river, dripping down his arm and staining the sheets beneath them. 

He could feel his strength fading, the dizziness starting to overtake him. His vision was getting blurry, his head feeling light and floaty. 

"Teddy bear… please… slow… down…!" he managed to gasp between breaths. 

He tried to pull his hand away, but her grip on him was like a vice. 

Bakugo gritted his teeth, the pain in his wrist becoming increasingly unbearable. He was starting to feel weak, his movements growing sluggish. 

"Teddy bear!" he yelled, his voice getting weaker by the second. He couldn't think straight, his mind foggy and dizzy. His body felt like it was shutting down, the blood loss finally starting to take a toll on him. 

His free hand grabbed at her arm, trying to push her back, but it was like trying to move a brick wall. 

She didn't even seem to hear him, completely lost in the feeding frenzy. Her grip only tightened as he tried to push her back, her teeth digging deeper into his flesh as she fed. 

Bakugo felt himself slipping, his vision growing darker. His strength was fading fast, his body growing heavier with every passing minute. 

"Please… stop…!" he gasped weakly. 

Y/N snapped to life, taking front seat in her own body once again. 

She stares up at Bakugo, a dazed look on her face as blood dripped down her chin and covered her cheeks. 

She sat there, staring at him, biting her finger as she looked up at him with half-lidded eyes. 

Bakugo's body trembled, his breathing ragged and labored. His complexion was pale, the blood loss obviously taking its toll on him. 

He stared at her, his eyes wide as he took in the sight of her covered in his blood. He… couldn't help but find it… hot…

Y/N jolted forward, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him. His own blood entered his mouth as it dripped from her face. 

Bakugo grunted in surprise, taken aback by her sudden kiss. His initial reaction was to pull back, but the taste of his own blood on her lips awakened something within him. 

He found himself returning the kiss, his arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer to him. Despite the pain in his wrist, his mind was consumed by the moment, the taste of his blood mixing with her spit in a strange, intoxicating mixture. 

He deepened the kiss, his tongue darting into her mouth as he explored the taste of his blood on her tongue. It was an odd mix of metallic and sweet, the taste of his blood mixed with the natural taste of her mouth. His body pressed against hers, his grip on her waist tight and possessive. 

He broke the kiss, his breath coming in sharp and uneven, his face flushed from the exertion. His eyes were clouded with desire, his mind consumed by the sensations courding through his body. 

Y/N giggled, a big smile making home on her face, the color in her skin coming back. 

Bakugo couldn't help but smile at her reaction, the sight of her happy face making his heart skip a beat. 

He reached up with his free hand, gently touching her cheek. "You… back with me, teddy bear?" he asked, his voice still a bit ragged. 

"Yeah~." 

Y/N leaned into his hand, his palm cupping her cheek. 

"I'm sorry. I-I-I got carried away a little bit. I'm so, so sorry about that. My mind was so foggy and I couldn't think at all! I'm so sorry for hurting you, and… I hope you don't… want to leave me…" 

Bakugo chuckled weakly, his fingers gently stroking her skin. 

"Idiot…" he whispered, his eyes softening as he looked at her. "I'm not going to leave you just because of this. I told you… I'm fine, teddy bear. Nothing for you to worry about." 

Y/N pressed her forehead against his. The warmth of his body radiated onto her. She packed his lips. Before returning her forehead to his. 

"I love you." 

His heart skipped a beat at her words, a warmth spreading through his chest at the sincerity in her voice. 

"I love you too, teddy bear," he murmured, his hand still cupping her cheek. He leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss against her forehead, his fingers tracing soft circles on her skin.

[red-riot-gives-you-wings]

I really wish there were more kiribaku x reader comfort fics out there. I don’t like reading smut and I feel like there just ain’t enough comfort fics to heal my soul rn.

[ryva]

GN! Reader - No Pronouns Used

TW: cussing (obv), smooching, and generally just a bunch of stupid fluff with some bakusquad shenanigans!

“COME ON YOU GUYS!!! I WANNA BEAT THIS MAZE FIRST!! WE’VE LOST SO MANY TIMES!!! THIS IS OUR FINAL CHANCE!!!!”  Denki whined, already at the entrance to the corn maze, while you, Bakugou, Mina, Sero and Kirishima were only just stepping foot out of the car. 

“YEAH, YEAH, DONT BE SO FUCKIN IMPATIENT, SPARKPLUG!!” Bakugou roared back, slamming his driver’s side door shut, and trotting in the back of the pack of friends, you next to him. 

“C’mon bakubro! Where’s that competitive spirit?” Kirishima said, “It’s the final opportunity for the UA bakusquad to win in this maze!!“, pumping his fist into the air. 

“Its fuckin’ cold out here, I don’t exactly want to be wandering out in a field in the middle of fuckin’ fall for no good reason.” Bakugou said, tucking his nose back into his scarf, shoving his hands in the pockets of his black coat a little harder in annoyance. 

Giggling at his childish pout, Mina Piped up, “Psh- whatever, we’re excited and gonna win!!” She shouted, hooking an arm and hanging around Sero’s neck who gave a firm nod. 

“Fuckin- whatever…” Bakugou grumped, scanning around the entrance to the maze. 

“well, I think we can do it,” you said, smiling “at least one of us can”

"That's the spirit!!" Mina encouraged, pumping the group up. 

You giggled as the group ran into the maze, barely making an effort to make any method or strategy in “figuring out” the maze. Leaving you and your boyfriend, Katsuki, to lazily travel behind them. You both make little effort to actually figure out the maze either, rather making it a nice fall walk. 

“I'm surprised you’re not more competitive about this, babe,” you said, nudging him playfully.

“Surprisingly I don’t wanna run around like some maniac in a buncha grass when its too fuckin’ cold for my quirk to work and, not to mention, I could easily just blast over this whole damn thing and see the way out,” he rants, “But racoon eyes says ‘that’s cheating.’” 

“Well it technically is cheating,” you retort, chuckling when he gives you a glare that could kill a small animal. 

Through your conversation of banter (and him not understanding why you love this dumb season), you hadn’t noticed you’d walked yourselves into quite an ending. Scanning around, the green and orange decaying leaves around you seemed to stretch down quite a while behind your path, with a wall of foliage right in front of you.

“Dead end,” you say to him, staring up at the top of the barrier, “I can’t even hear anybody…” 

“Can’t hear anybody eh?” Katsuki turns to you with a wolfish grin, leaning towards you with a blush, not just from the cold, hoping for some affection.

You kiss him on his upper cheek, ”you know they can probably see us right now, right?” 

“Nah, I haven’t seen any cameras, and sensei Aizawa knows this shit by now,” he smirks, capturing you by the lips, making you giggle. 

You hook your arms around his neck and deepen into the kiss, letting yourself melt into the warm comparison of his lips to the crisp air. One hand on your hip with other on your jaw, keeping you in place.

Katsuki gripped your hip tighter and went to rest his arm on the wall of leaves behind your head-

when his arm fell through

you both toppled over and faded through the faux bush, Katsuki twisting so you land on top of him, and landing on the cold, hard ground on the other side.

The both of you get your bearings only to see the out to the maze, the ending. the ending was a fucking false wall. you both get up, (katsuki picking you up and placing you back down) and get your bearings, seeing a banner between two wooden pillars with the word 'end' plastered on.

"are. you. fucking. kiddin'. me?" katsuki spat, "that's gotta be some sort of cheating?!"

You giggled "Hey, but we won, right?" nudging him in the side with your elbow

He grunted in annoyance but affirmative and sat on on of the hay bales next to the right pillar, you joining him.

it was maybe an hour later when Kaminari fell through the wall, leading the rest of the group to figure it out, and for them to playfully berate you for not telling them sooner and splitting off from the group. you just laughed while Katsuki asked if they could go back to the dorms now.

[norbezjones]

Have I mentioned I'm writing a story for krbkcuddlesweek?  Shoutout to KharmtheRose; I saw their story for this event and they were kind enough to show me the prompts and stuff!  Tysm!  I've been loving this event so far!

Would love to hear thoughts on the fic!  I love feedback.

Title: Such A Softie Ship: Bakugo Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Synopsis: Bakugo doesn't want to be soft, but ever since he's fallen for Kirishima, that's who he's become. Will he learn to let his guard down, or refuse to let down his walls, even for someone he loves?

[readerg1rl]

less lonely w bakugou

Here is how hugging and cuddling in bed before sleep with bakugou would look like

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It's night and you both are getting ready to sleep, he got ready first watching his phone on his back and he is waiting for you to come to your bed which is just 2-3m away from his (the other side of the room), they are parallel so that you two can always look at eachother but tonight you feel a need for some warm hugs and kisses and snuggles. You come to him and without any warning you slowly lay down on him and snuggle atop of him

He looks a bit surprised and immediately turns off his phone to be able to hug you and kiss your forehead

You both turn to the side, he is the big spoon and keeps you tight in his arms making you feel all of the warmth that he can give and all love of the world

He keeps kissing you and playing with your hair, he keeps kissing your forehead, nose, cheeks, lips... it's too romantic and perfect to be true

You wanna be cuddled in his arms for forever, you never wanna let go, you feel like you would be completely lost without him, without his warmth, without his love

You nuzzle your nose and forehead into his rock hard chest, you hum in pure pleasure in his hug, his touch, the feeling of his warm breath against your skin

You realise that love is much more than sex and empty words, love is something you feel deep inside, something warm and burning inside you fueled by pure happiness and acceptance of who we are

It's not only the hug that matters, its emotion put into it, pure love, and relaxation, you just couldn't hug anyone but him because no one can make you feel like him

The hug you are in is magnetic and electric, no one wants to let go and it only fuels your fire, you now start to wonder if you are actually dreaming or hallucinating

You take deep breaths, your breathing slowly starting to go at the same pace, you want to never let go and not care if you will even starve, this hug is the only thing that should matrer

His eyes are closed, yours are closed too, the sounds of breathing and love are almost physically seen in the air and if you could, you would just melt

He adores how small you feel in his arms, he loves feeling your warmth, how you breathe into him, how he feels your body while he hugs you with all his might, giving you the most loving hug ever

He might be angry almost all the time but that doesn't mean that he doesn't and can't love and give off his warmth to you

You two slowly doze off to sleep in pure pleasure and satisfaction

[yanderenightmare]

♡ TW: obsession, obsessive thoughts

♡ FEM reader

Thinking about when the playboy finally falls in love…

It’s so silly, soft as it may sound, untrue even given his record of sleeping around, but sometimes all he wants is pure unadulterated love. A hug once in a while would be nice – maybe a chaste kiss on his cheek – or cuddles.

You hadn’t believed a lick of it. You’d only laughed in his face with a shake of your head, telling him that must have been the worst pick-up play you’d ever been the victim of. 

It’s cliché, but he’s been obsessed with you ever since.

He feels like such a loser thinking about it – for real now – rolling his eyes with a hidden smile while looking at the candid picture he’d snapped of you. 

Chewing on this tongue while fantasizing such ridiculous things – virginal nothings such as handholding or resting his head in your lap and feeling you play with his hair. Sleeping together with your clothes on – spooning each other all clingy and soft...

Whispering sweet little nothings against the shell of his ear – teasing him. Playfighting – making you squeal and giggle as he grabs you and pins you beneath him in the bed. Tickling – making you laugh. Or kissing your nose and head and hand. 

Oh, and making breakfast together, eating lunch, and sharing dinner. 

Don't get him started on showering – helping each other wash – backrubs and headscrubs. How good your hands would feel carding through his hair as you rub in soap and rinse it out. Or just face masks. A whole evening in the bubble bath.

Watching some stupid romcom in fluffy bath robes afterward with your dopey tired head falling to rest on his shoulder. Snoring and mumbling small sweet little nothings to each other.

Saying good morning. Saying goodnight. Have a nice day. Good luck. I love you. I love you more. I love you most.

And there’s more.

Baby-names.

You haven't even gotten his dick wet once – he hasn’t even scored a kiss yet, and he’s already thinking about knocking you up and putting a ring on it.

You would look too good with his brat on your knee…

Bouncing them, breastfeeding, playing peek-a-boo games, zerbert, and doing the Simba from The Lion King – all with a great big beaming smile on your face. A smile that even the sun would envy.

Not to mention the kid itself. 

He would love the ever-living life out of a little baby version of you – pouty plump lips and mochi cheeks – spluttering and hiccupping on earth-shattering sobs when scuffing her dainty little knees on the pavement – asking for piggyback rides and candy before dinner.

Or a little miniature of him. Seeing you lull little devil-faced Junior to sleep.

Fuck it, you should get both. A truckload.

He’s shaken from his thoughts when his friend snaps his fingers.

“You’ve been staring at your phone forever. What’re you looking at that’s so important?”

He can’t believe how far down the rabbit hole he’d just spiraled. Thinking about a girl without picturing her naked. He must be losing it.

“… I’m not sure…”

♡ BNHA – Bakugou, Denki, Dabi, Hawks, Shinso ♡ JJK – Sukuna, Gojo, Naoya, Toji ♡ HQ – Kuro, Lev, Bokuto, Oikawa, Miya twins, Suna ♡ BLLK – Reo, Nagi, Rin, Sae, Yukimiya, Karasu, Shido, Aiku ♡ AOT – Eren ♡ WB – Suo, Kaji, Togame

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

[bakug0uzb1thc]

First time calling him Katsuki.

Paring: Katsuki Bakugou x GN! Reader

Summary: after finals all Katsuki wants to do is cuddle.

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When you first got with Bakugou you thought he wasn’t the cuddling type. You thought he hated affection and anything on the lines of it. Oh did he prove you wrong.

It was a Saturday afternoon and the dorms were far from quiet. Finals had just finished and everyone was having a day to just relax and unwind from the chaotic week.

While you and some of the 1-A girls were hanging out it clicked in your head that your hot-headed boyfriend wasn’t in the commons.

“Hey has anyone seen Bakugou?” You inquired your peers in hopes they’d have some sort of clue on where he could be.

“Nah, I think he’s still in his room” Kirishima peaked over the couch as you walked around still darting your eyes around.

“Hm.. okay..” you trailed off making the decision that you would check his room. Sure enough, when you knocked on his door you could hear a faint grumble.

“What do you- oh hey..” he opened the door with force unknown to the fact it was you at the door.

“Hey I was just wondering where you were” You gave him a soft smile, watching as he looked down to your lips and back up to your eyes. This move going unnoticed by you.

“Whatever.” He scoffed and grabbed your hand hurrying you into his room.

Once he closed the door you noticed his room a bit unorganized which seemed very unlike him, but before you could make any sense of this he picked you up and laid you on his bed with a slight thump. Which was continued by all his body weight against you.

“Baku-gou…” you said in a breathy tone as his weight crushed you.

“Don’t call me that.” He sneered into your chest.

“Huh?” You said not knowing what you should do in this situation.

“Don’t call me that..” he said again in a deeper tone.

“What should I call you then?” You mentally laughed at the question you were asking him.

“My name.” He said, like it was even a question.

“Katsuki?” You said in a soft tone which made him burry his face more and more into your chest.

It made your face warm up but at that point it wasn’t what you were thinking about. It was how he had his arms wrapped around you, not in a possessive way. His hold on you was sweet and caring. Something you weren’t expecting from him.

You knew he liked you, but you weren’t sure if he loved you.

You returned his embrace and hugged him back, if not tighter. Katsuki wasn’t very affectionate so him voluntarily cuddling you made you wanna eat every part of this up.

He sighed, feeling almost relieved at your touch. He didn’t quite grasp how stressful the past week had been until he was in your arms. He didn’t have to do anything besides hug you back. Finally, he could relax.

That day you found out that Katsuki and Bakugou were two different people. Katsuki was soft, caring and affectionate in a silent way and Bakugou was a hot head who was extremely opinionated. Though it seemed he had two alter-egos, he was still your boyfriend that you cared deeply for. Even loved.

[thehusbandoden]

My Firecracker -Tsundere!Husband!Bakugo Katsuki x Sick!Reader

A/n: found this as an old draft of mine, sorry if it sucked! I somehow got sick so I'm trying to focus on getting back to writing. I hope this is somewhat enjoyable <3

General info:

Genre: fluff/crack/comfort \\ wc: 405

Summary: Bakugo finds out you're sick but has been hiding it from him. And now he has to cuddle you to make you better. (Doctor Kirishima's orders)

"Y/n what are ya doin-"

Bakugo cut himself off as he heard you vomiting into the toilet. Rushing over, he sighed as he saw you crouched over the bowl, hurling up the ramen Bakugo just made.

Stepping towards you, he knelt beside you, pulling your hair out of your way.

After a few minutes passed you leant your back against Bakugo's chest, sighing as he rubbed your shoulder comfortingly.

"Teddy Bear.. why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling good? I made you spicy ramen today." Bakugo frowned, tilting your chin up gently.

"I... didn't want to bother you." You admitted, wiping at your runny nose.

"Bother me? Who got that idea into your head?" Bakugo scoffed, knocking his knuckles against your head playfully.

"No one.. it's just-. It's one of your rare days off and I didn't want you to have to take care of me. You already do that enough. I just.. wanted to give you a break." You sigh, eyes tearing up as you look up at Bakugo who was frowning.

"Y/n Bakugo. Never do this again. I love to take care of you- and I don't know what I'd do with myself if you got really sick because of me."

"Kats-"

"No. No excuses. Let me hear you promise."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes. If you want me to let you take care of me while I'm sick, you're going to."

"Fine.. I promise." You huff, pouting up at your grinning husband.

"That's my girl."

Smiling, you buried your face into Bakugo's chest as he picked you up, carrying you to your bed.

"Suki, what are we doing?" You mumble, sleepiness evident in your voice.

"We're getting you better. I'm going to take care of you, and give you plenty of cuddles."

"Cuddles? I thought you didn't like cuddles." You tease, smiling as Bakugo laid you down softly.

"I don't. This is just doctor's orders."

"Oh? What doctor?"

"Doctor... Kirishima?" Bakugo replied, hesitation lacing his words.

"Kirishima? Really? You could've done better than that."

"Yeah yeah whatever. It was the first loser last name I could think of."

"Be nice, he helps both of us out a ton."

"Doesn't mean he's not an idiot.." Bakugo huffed.

You sigh, burying your face in Bakugo's neck.

He didn't say anything as he gently laid down with you, pulling you to his warm, muscular chest. "Goodnight, my firecracker."

"Night." You yawn, pecking Bakugo's chest.

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[writeriguess]

can i request a bakugou x reader. the reader is in a relationship with him for a few months now. they just never told anyone about it. their friends (bakusquad) are surprised when they suddenly cuddle up during movie night.

Close Quarters and Closer Hearts

The living room hums with the comforting buzz of conversation and the scent of freshly popped popcorn. The Bakusquad lounges around, the flickering glow of the TV casting soft shadows over everyone’s faces. Kaminari’s sprawled out on the floor, a bowl of popcorn perched dangerously on his chest. Mina has claimed the comfiest corner of the couch, curled up with a blanket, while Sero and Kirishima share the remaining cushions, elbows already digging into ribs over the best seat.

You’re hovering awkwardly near the doorway, trying to decide the best place to sit. When your eyes meet Bakugou’s, he arches a brow, lips twitching in a smirk. He’s settled himself at the end of the couch, legs spread in that relaxed but commanding posture. He jerks his chin, wordlessly beckoning you over.

“Oi, finally done loitering?” he grumbles when you hesitate. “Get over here.”

The others are too caught up in a debate about which horror movie to watch—Mina votes for something gory, Kaminari wants comedy—to notice as you cross the room. Your heart races as you sink down beside him. You keep a polite distance at first, until his arm slides around your shoulders, tugging you against his side.

Your pulse jumps, but Bakugou just scoffs. “What, you scared or something?”

You give him a playful glare, cheeks warming. “No, just didn’t know you were so clingy.”

“Shut up.” He squeezes your shoulder and mutters, “You’re the clingy one.”

The couch creaks as the others pile on. Kaminari flops down on the floor at your feet, groaning dramatically. “If I die of boredom, it’s Mina’s fault. Just saying.”

She sticks her tongue out. “You have the attention span of a goldfish.”

“I do not—oh hey, snacks!” He reaches for the popcorn but gets smacked away by Mina’s foot.

The banter continues, but you can’t focus. Bakugou’s arm is still draped casually over your shoulders, his thumb tracing light patterns. It’s subtle, but it feels incredibly intimate. You’re hyper-aware of every breath he takes, the warmth radiating from his body.

It’s not until the movie starts—a classic slasher—that Mina glances over, her eyes narrowing. “Wait a second.”

You freeze, but Bakugou only sighs, muttering, “Great.”

Mina’s eyes bounce from you to him and back again. “Are you two... cuddling?”

The room falls silent. Kaminari’s head whips around so fast you’re surprised he doesn’t get whiplash. Kirishima’s brows shoot up. Sero’s eyes widen.

“No way,” Kaminari blurts out, gaping. “You’re dating Bakugou?”

Your cheeks flame, but Bakugou just clicks his tongue. “No shit, dunce face.”

Kirishima’s mouth drops open before he grins wide. “Bro, when did this happen?”

“A few months ago,” you admit, fidgeting under the sudden scrutiny.

“A few months?” Mina yelps. “And you didn’t tell us?!”

“Would you have believed me?” you counter.

Kaminari snorts. “Uh, no. You’d have to show me proof—like, make out or something.”

Bakugou’s eyes narrow dangerously. “Keep talking, and you’ll eat a fist.”

“Jeez, okay, chill!” Kaminari laughs, unfazed. “Just saying, I would’ve bet money you’d stay single forever.”

Bakugou smirks. “Guess you’d be broke, idiot.”

Mina’s outrage shifts into a smirk of her own. “Okay, but like... how did this even start?”

“We just clicked,” you say.

Bakugou scoffs. “Took you forever to admit you liked me.”

“Oh, please,” you shoot back. “You were the one dragging me out on ‘not-dates’ every week.”

Kirishima laughs. “Man, you really have a type. Explosive and stubborn.”

Bakugou rolls his eyes. “Whatever. You done interrogating us?”

“Never,” Mina singsongs, but she relents. The conversation shifts back to the movie, but the teasing glances continue.

Eventually, Bakugou pulls you closer, his hand warm on your shoulder. “Ignore ‘em,” he mutters. “You’re mine, not theirs.”

You smile, leaning into his touch. “Oh, possessive now?”

“Shut up,” he grumbles, lips twitching. But he doesn’t pull away, and neither do you.

The movie plays on, forgotten as the Bakusquad starts bickering about plot holes. You’re nestled against Bakugou’s side, his thumb brushing lazy circles against your arm. And despite the teasing and gawking, you can’t help but feel incredibly lucky.

[minus-plus-zer0]

Family Getting Ready for Bed

♡ Genre: Fluff ♡ Pairing: Bakugou x Pregnant!Reader ♡ Tags: Established relationships, married, aged up, kids, pregnancy

Bakugou peered over his living room chair to look at you asleep in your own chair, pregnant and with one of your youngest kids sleeping in your arms. Another kid is in Bakugou's arms, a damn brat who wouldn't sleep for hours until Bakugou held him there in his chair, arguing with them until they fell asleep against his chest.

Bakugou was the only one awake tonight. He wanted to complain about the brat's behavior to you, but you looked so peaceful sleeping in your rocking chair that he didn't dare disturb you just yet. But he'd have to move you and all the brats eventually, because there was no way in hell he was letting this family sleep in the living room for the entire night.

He cradled the kid in his arms and then escorted the tiny delinquent back to his own bedroom, before coming back to the living room to take the kid from your arms into another bedroom. Then, he finally came back for you.

Bakugou was more than strong enough to carry you bridal-style, but he didn't want to risk anything happening to the baby. His kisses dusted your cheek and he shook your shoulder.

"Get up," he whispered. "We gotta go to sleep together, babe."

"Five more minutes, mom," you murmured, with a mischievous grin playing on your lips.

"Don't be lazy," Bakugou said. "I don't know if it's safe to carry ya myself, babe. You gotta walk back to the bedroom with me, I didn't get married just to go back to sleeping alone. Plus, this ain't good for your neck."

"Fine..."

You opened your sleepy eyes and Bakugou led you back to your shared bed. He tucked you in first before heading in afterwards to cuddle with you.

"I think you should've just carried me," you murmured, eyes closed.

"Can't risk it without the doctor's say-so," Bakugou said, patting your tummy. "Don't wanna hurt ya. You and that kid are precious to me. You can sleep now, alright? I've got you, love."

"Mm... Thank you, Katsuki..."

[ryva]

hey US besies, your favs will comfort you :)

[with-my-calamitous-love]

MY REPUTATIONS NEVER BEEN WORSE, SO

katsuki bakugou x reader

how he’d treat you in a relationship

same concept as the todoroki, kirishima, shinso, izuku, touya ver.

inspired by delicate

katsuki bakugou, who’s got a reputation. who is a harsh, abrasive asshole. who is known for his temper, and for his power. who knows that being with him isn’t for the best. who knows that anyone who wants to be with him has to like him for him.

katsuki bakugou, who almost always texts you at night. who makes your phone light up through the black, daring you talk to him. who is actually so funny and considerate, but would never let anyone know that. who will absolutely not go to sleep without texting you goodnight.

katsuki bakugou, who struggles to make promises with you. who, for once in his life, isn’t fully sure of himself. who prefers to live day by day with you. who isn’t sure if he can give you forever, but who will make you a drink and take care of you after. who slowly learns that forever is loving you day by day.

katsuki bakugou, who, though he’d never in a million years admit it, is insecure. who, behind his gruff features and anger-induced explosions, questions himself. who wonders if its okay that he bought you two concert tickets two months into your relationship, of if its chill that you’re in his head.

katsuki bakugou, who is so handsome- and he doesn’t even realize it. who wears beat up nikes and dark blue to see you. who prefers those private dates, the ones where he can love you in secret. who is a mansion with a view, with a key only you own. who loves the way your face lights up when he finally surprises you with flowers or chocolate. who thinks its dumb, but chases that high forever.

katsuki bakugou, who touches you like no one else. who knows you’re the only girl that could possibly bring him to his knees like this. who spends long nights with your hands in his hair. who wants to stay with you, and doesn’t wanna share.

katsuki bakugou, who is still an asshole despite being loving and caring. who calls you idiot, and dumbass, while he picks you up and carries you to the couch so you can cuddle. who, despite popular belief, is really sweet when he helps you study. who hides a smirk whenever he sees you succeed. who sometimes teaches you the wrong thing so you’ll come back and ask him to explain it again.

katsuki bakugou, who is made to be a caregiver. who loves cooking with you, reaching up to grab that book on the shelf you can’t reach. who insists on giving you his hoodie, because he never really gets cold. who secretly restocks your fridge for you and reminds you to eat something other than just cupped noodles. who shows he loves largely through actions.

katsuki bakugou, who loves back hugs. who always wraps his muscular arms around you whenever you’re doing anything, pressing his sweet lips just underneath your ear before whispering something to you. “i love you, idiot. move, i’ll help you with those dishes.”

katsuki bakugou, who learns that his reputation is just that- a reputation. its a perception of him, not who he really is. who wonders if you dream of him while you sleep the way he does. who pretends your his, all the damn time. who learns that he doesn’t have to pretend anymore.

katsuki bakugou, who you love for who he is. who is tough, and strong, and loves you delicately. who learns to promise you forever.