#bkdk 🔞 a/b/o , mpreg

"kacchan, c'mere..."

a siren calls, voice soft and inviting that katsuki can't help but give in. his feet are moving even before his mind could make the decision.

but then his eyes land on the bed, and it's /soft/. soft thighs. soft chest—nipples swollen and blushing and katsuki almost pities him for the discomfort they're causing, knowing that he's going to ease them with his mouth later. soft stomach already showing.

and—soft whimpers accompanied by a rhythm of slick noises, +

#bkdk 🔞 dekussy

/'do you deserve it, though?'/

the gravity of katsuki's question dawns upon izuku gradually, the panic descending on his flushed face almost a little too entertaining to witness.

"i... i—"

"it's two in the morning." katsuki says matter-of-factly,

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(this is a continuation of the quoted post above, so please read that thread first for context! ❤️)

#bkdk 🔞 dekussy

it was two in the morning when katsuki got the call.

"kacchan..." the voice at the end of the line says, sniffling lightly. "help me, please."

immediately on alert, katsuki rises from the warm confines of his bed, already putting on a shirt + before hearing what izuku's problem really is—or at the very least where he's at in the moment.

"fucking shit." he curses when his keys slip from his grasp, having decided to forgo putting on a coat lest he wants to waste any more second. "are you at your place? +

#bkdk a/b/o winter au ❄️🫃

the torrential downpour of snow mirrors that of katsuki's thoughts—poignant and uncertain, brutal in nature as they beat around his skull. they congregate into a mass of splitting headache that katsuki wishes could get numb from the biting cold. he's not... needlessly angry. not anymore. time and patience have eroded the sharp edges of his youthful rage, now replaced by doubt and regret that sit heavily in his stomach like lead instead of the all-consuming fire born from immaturity.

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the rough surface of katsuki's palms leave goosebumps in their wake. they wander aimlessly along the hills of izuku's freckled thighs, parting them slowly so he can see the mess he made on his tight briefs.

"you're leaking so much, deku. like a /girl/." the tip of izuku's cock is a tantalizing red, jutting out from the waistband of his underwear and leaking copious amounts of precum it's almost pitiful. katsuki pokes it with his forefinger and relishes at the choked-out cry it pulls out from izuku.

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"somebody decided to swing by our class today, everyone."

a chorus of gasps and eager questions quickly fill the classroom, excitement palpable in the air. it wasn't until the distinct sounds of heavy boots hitting the tiled floor did all the chatter stop.

"yo." "oh my god, it's prohero dynamight!" a red-haired boy—kentaro, exclaims, already standing up from his seat.

"that's prohero lord explosion murder god dynamight-senpai to you, ken-kun!" the girl sitting beside him, miyamura, huffs out with an accusatory finger.

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"mutual masturbation" but its really just deku on bkg's lap trying to fit both of their cocks in his two hands (and wonderfully failing), absolutely mesmerized with the way bkg's cock dwarfs his deku panting on bkg's open mouth as he loses himself to the feeling of their most sensitive parts pressed against each other, hips wildly bucking just to get more of bkg's precum on his own cock, wanting to be marked

#bkdk 🔞 fem deku, dubcon

"take your shirt off."

they know this game well, the two of them. of izuku running in circles on katsuki's palm, with no end in sight and completely under his mercy. long has it changed from who can break first into how fast will izuku yield. and yet, today seems to be full of surprises. "kacchan, can we... not do it today?"

katsuki's mouth twitches.

he gives the stuttering girl a once over, noting the obvious aversion, the distance she decided to put between them. and for what? she knows katsuki can't have that.

#bkdk 💋 age gap

it started out, as most things do, as an innocent question.

"kacchan, have you ever kissed anyone?"

katsuki, upon hearing the question, puts down his controller as the words 'YOU WIN' flash on his side of the screen. deku grimaces a little at the + pitiful fate of his own pixelated character, but otherwise keeps his attention towards the older boy.

katsuki pretends to think about it for a while. "the hell are you even asking that for? pervert."

as expected, deku flails around at his blunt response, a deep flush quickly+

#bkdk 🔞 a/b/o , dekussy

it started out as embers; tiny flickers of heat settling on the base of his stomach. izuku knows all too well what the feeling entails, but he also knows that he will not be feeling the full brunt of it until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest, so at first he pushed it aside.

however, it seems as though fate has taken a liking in playing tricks with him, because not even two hours later the small flame grew and grew and spread like wildfire, muddling his sense of reason with its heady smoke. one second +

#bkdk 🔞 fem deku :3c

"izuku, do your bras not fit you anymore? we just bought them a few months ago."

midoriya inko shoots an inquisitive look towards her daughter who's currently in the middle of dressing up for school.

"o-oh, uh..."

she thinks back to yesterday afternoon. yesterday afternoon when she and kacchan walked home together, the latter suggesting (more like demanding, but really, kacchan doesn't need to do that when it comes to her) that they study and catch up on this week's assignments in his house.

#bkdk 🔞 ft. babysitter izuku, age gap, a/b/o :)

the midoriyas weren't supposed to live.

a dispute between two yakuza families destroyed the apartment complex that midoriya inko and her son were residing in, leaving them crawling through the floor just to escape + the living hell that their building had become.

a piece of burnt wood from the ceiling threatened to fall on top of them, but they were quickly pulled out of the deadly building and into the open air by none other than bakugou mitsuki, head of the bakugou clan.

#bkdk 🔞 ft. selectively mute izuku & yakuza katsuki, a/b/o

everything has been white noise up to this point.

bakugou katsuki leads a monotonous life. he wakes up, goes to work, gets back home, sleeps, rinse and repeat. one would think that being the head of tokyo's + most powerful yakuza clan is bound to have some excitement waiting for you every day, but as someone who was born into this kind of world, bakugou katsuki has become quickly desensitized with all that there is to this life. blood. death. manipulation. he's seen far too much +

#bkdk 🔞 shota deku w 🐱, incest

laundry day is... not really izuku's favorite day.

well that's because one: he has to haul down his laundry hamper from his room on the 2nd floor down to the bathroom on the 1st floor, and two: it's just an absolute bore watching his clothes + spin round and round in the washing machine until they're all washed up! to little izuku's even littler attention span, being stuck in the bathroom watching clothes tumble inside a metal contraption for half an hour or so is not really his definition of a fun saturday night.

#bkdk 🔞 ft. cockstepping and degradation 🫶 comm for my bae @vnllasplce!

'POWER COUPLE DYNAMIGHT AND DEKU OUT ON A SWEET AMUSEMENT PARK DATE' was written in big, bold letters, followed by a photo of heroes bakugou katsuki and midoriya izuku cuddling in front of a ferris wheel. see, an average person would have cooed at the adorable pose that japan's top two heroes were seen in—bodies pressed together while sharing a single red scarf, sporting wide smiles that radiate so much love and contentment. a tender moment for the whole world to see.

#bkdk 🔞 ft. a/b/o, dekussy, & quirkplay 🫶 a comm for the lovely @misfittbeanie!

on some days, izuku just wants to forget.

being the overthinker that he is, his mind tends to go a mile a minute at every given time. and while sometimes it can be deemed useful, more often than not it proves itself to be a nuisance. it /sucks/ to be on the receiving end of his own destructive thoughts; feels like he's being pulled by a current far too strong that even he himself cannot swim out of.

good thing katsuki is there to sweep him off his feet.

#bkdk 🔞 dekussy

"oi, bakubro. lunch is almost over, you coming to patrol with us?"

kirishima looks over to his unresponsive friend, surprised to see him strangely glued to his phone woth a menacing look in his eyes.

"dude, he can't hear you. he has aïrpods on." true to kaminari's words, katsuki is indeed wearing wireless headphones and, with the looks of it, watching something in his phone.

but what kind of video is katsuki watching that had him so enamored like that?

—

katsuki just walking in on deku's shower stall in their agency's locker rooms, pushing the latter against the tiled wall and shoving his cock inside to get rid of all the pent up aggression that was building up throughout the day :] deku takes it all, even arching further for katsuki to fuck him deeper and katsuki is groaning because of course deku is already wet and ready for him, just a good little cockslut for katsuki to ruin and Ruin he does, hoisting him up until only his toes are touching the floor

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winning. a concept that bakugou katsuki is more than familiar with.

there's something very addicting about coming out on top every single time, the rush of hormones that gets the blood pumping faster than ever at every victory in place. the bright lights blearing down on you, the deafening roar of the audience as they shout your name over and over, the satisfying weight of a trophy as a physical representation of just how /good/ you are.

unfortunately, to bakugou katsuki, those are all trivial matters.

something about wolf hybrid katsuki using ram hybrid izuku's horns as handles whenever he fucks his mouth is so 🫣 bonus points if izuku is on his knees with his hands tied up and completely under katsuki's mercy cuz then he wouldnt even be able to use his arms to balance himself, he would have to rely on katsuki to keep him upright and GGRRRAAAAAAHHH

me too!! although ill probably answer every question regardless of the likes BAHAHSHHS 1. i have a bunch of favorite stories in mind actually 🧍‍♀️ the 1st thing that comes to mind is a fic ive written for a zine in a previous fandom but i also love how the winter au thread i wrote recently turned out!