Suggestive. College Au Boyfriend!bakugou. Installment II “poor Timing”

YOURE A LITTERAL ANGEL AMELIA THANKS FOR THE KATSUKI CUDDLES

HEADCANNONS COMING SOON!!!

amelia my love! I have a request, so I’m going to travel to visit family in Mexico soon. So I was wondering if you could write some headcanons for me. I have really bad flight anxiety and i have to drink some heavy anxiety meds that make me all woozy. So can you write on how bakugou would comfort his gf who is very anxious about flying. thank you sm I’m advance :) !!!

sending you lots of love and hugs lovely <3

i love you smooch smooch <3

I had to look up symptoms of anxiety (bc i’m not sure if i have it or not) but i really hope i did this right

Girlfriend that’s anxious about flying

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bakugou x fem!reader

He would try to make you as calm as possible the days leading up to your flight, trying to get you to cuddle with him, have you watch movies to take your mind off of it, make your favorite meals.

Your man bkg is riiich rich so you already know he has that private plane so that you didn’t have to sit next to insufferable strangers while you were already having a hard time.

Holds your hand the entire way. He just wants you to know that he’s there with you and as long as that’s the case you’re safe.

He will notice you start to get jittery before the plane takes off, bouncing your leg up and down frantically, and he will nest his hand on your thigh to gently get you to stop while whispering how “you’re doin so good, pretty. so good”

Once you seem to be scatterbrained he will take the liberty to let you pick out a movie, any movie you want to watch and he’ll watch it while holding you.

Once your movie is over however you are immediately reminded of your current situation but your so tired. And he sees your eyes fluttering then jolting back open desperately trying to not fall asleep. So he will tell you stories to make your mind feel at ease so you can finally get some shut eye

Makes sure that you’re drinking water and eating your food. He prepacked your favorite snacks for you to munch on because he’ll be damned if your anxious and hungry.

His poor girl just wants to get there already so she can get off this damn plane :( he’s never wanted to kill an inanimate object more than at this moment.

When the plane has some turbulence you’re practically shaking in his hold as you bury your head in his chest trying to make the bad thoughts go away. “‘S okay sweets, just a bit of turbulence we’re gonna be fine. Happens on all flights. Okay?” to which you nod your head still clutching onto his shirt.

When you start to feel nauseous he will personally escort you to the bathroom and just be there with you in case you do throw up. (he is NOT letting you throw up in one of those barf bags they give you. yuck.)

Overall he is very good at taking care of you when you get like this because it’s apart of his boyfriendly duties 😤 and he just wants the best for his pretty girl.

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@trafalgar-lau @mybabekatsuki @loving-katsuki @ariavaana @melaniebakugo

Everything You Needed

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wc: 1.08k

he’s always been there

cw: mentions of sex, cheating, hurt -> comfort

i’ll make a part 2 soon

“Lovely come on, you can't be upset at me for this.” Your former boyfriend now turned scumbag says trying to console you to avoid a scene.

This is not the place to be doing this, you know that, but how could you not react to such news, that your innocence was just too much for any man to bare. How could someone wait when there were other options, probably prettier, and much more compliant?

“Upset? How could I not be upset? You invite me here to what I think is going to be a nice little lunch date only to tell me that you slept with someone else?! Tell me please, why, just why would you ever think that I would be okay with this?” You speak in a low burning tone, tears brimming in your eyes.

“A man has needs, you probably gave it up to that best friend of yours anyways. I don’t understand why...” He continues but you can only space out, picking up bits and pieces of the bullshit he spews. Eyes focused on the table; brows furrowed as he just keeps. On. Going. Why should you have to sit her and listen to him continue to complain about lack of sex, like that’s the biggest issue in the world, like it was the biggest issue in your relationship. And so, you don’t, he’s still transfixed in trying to convey his point not noticing you stand at first. His attention is brought to you only when you push the chair so hard there's a prominent bang that comes with it.

He stops for a second looking up at you like he’s about to say more before you cut him off, “I hope you’re happy with yourself, fucking asshole.” His eyebrows raise at your defiance, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, unable to say anything witty in response.

The walk home was painful, every step reiterated his words once more, tears finally falling. You would die if you cried in front of that prick. As you finally make it to the safety of your home, you slam the door behind you and It's all too much, your heart feels as though it's been split in two, ripped in half by his hands. Sliding down the door putting your knees to your chest just trying to breathe properly.

Two hours. Two hours is how long you sat on the floor, just trying to figure out what was wrong with you and then it was what was wrong with him. But you want to forget or vent you’re not quite sure which, but you need someone. So, with a shaky hand you pull out to call him. Katsuki the solution to all your problems, your first love, and your best friend in the entire world.

It rings once, only once before he’s picked up, Katsuki never made you wait, Katsuki always answered when you needed him.

He was consistent.

“Sup.” He answers swiftly, slightly muffled as though the phone is on his shoulder. You hear the clanking of what seems like dishes, and that’s when the pit dives further into your stomach.

“M s-sorry to call, sounds like you're busy, I’ll just go-” Your voice cuts out, all wobbly and quiet. There's a small crash on the other end, his voice clearer now.

“What’s wrong sweets? M not busy at all, always got time for you.” He says softly.

Sweets. It's what he called you when it was just the two of you, at first it was sarcastic, but over the years turned more affectionate. Hearing the word made the dam break, wailing sobs and incoherent sentences that just came out as more cries sounded through the phone.

“M comin’ over.” Then the familiar beep plays signifying that he has hung up. You hug your phone to your chest, moving slightly away from the door. It only took 5 minutes before you heard a knock on the door.

He was reliable.

Standing up to open the door for him, your hand reached out to let in your comfort. Once it was a sliver of the way open, your hand fell in a way, allowing him to barge his way through and pull you in by the waist.

More tears. Your arms reach around his broad, muscular shoulders, clawing at his back as more cries sounded through the thin walls of your apartment.

“What happened, Sweets? What’s got you cryin’?” He pulls away to wipe your tears with the rough pads of his thumbs.

“H-he-” His eyes darkened dangerously at the mention of your shitty boyfriend.

He wanted to protect you, defend your honor.

“He what honey? Take your time.” Oh, he looks angry, tone sweet but carmine eyes fuming.

Your voice drops to a breaking whisper, “He slept with someone else. I wasn’t ready yet suki... I just wasn’t ready yet.” He pulls you in tighter, partly to comfort you, partly so you didn’t see the rage in his features.

“I knew that fucker was no good. Knew you were too perfect for him.” He rubs soothing circles down your back before he asks, “Why did you even date him anyways?”

You pause for a moment, thinking if you should say it, but your mouth beat your jumbled brain to the punch, “Because you didn’t l-love me back.” He pulls away once more, not saying a word, but just picking you up to sit you down on the couch, him kneeling in front of you.

He reaches his toned arm out to brush the stray hairs out of your eyes, hand running down to your chin where you nuzzle your head into it affectionately.

“Because I didn’t love you? Who says I don’t love you, pretty?”

He loved you.

“Who says I haven’t been kicking myself every day for letting that dipshit beat me to you? Where did you get that silly idea in that pretty little head of yours, huh baby?” His thumb slides across your bottom lip, dragging it down then letting it snap back into place.

“Who says I don’t think about kissing these pretty lips every time I see you?” You finally reach out for him, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him to you.

“So, kiss me.” And Katsuki does just that. Standing up slightly to get a better grip, lips slotting perfectly with your own, with enough built-up passion to make Romeo jealous.

He was everything you needed.

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@trafalgar-lau @mybabekatsuki @loving-katsuki @ariavaana @melaniebakugo @keyz-writes @kuleo26 @sirensuki @theweasleysrule @asmaechan

idk if this is an imagine or a headcanon

imagine being the one to show bakugou his new favorite movie.

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he’s def never been a disney guy, but by god when you showed him lady and the tramp for the first time, he was in love

it was your turn to pick the movie and you will not! let bakugou katsuki your beloved yet sometimes annoying boyfriend take that away from you

so when you got all snuggled up in bed with him, so cozy in his arms, you had the urge to watch a movie you haven’t seen in so long. lady and the tramp

at first he does fight you on it until you beeggggg him to hear the plot before he gets his panties in a twist

“a movie. about dogs. falling in love?” he’ll say. “oh but suki, it’s so cute! you just gotta give it a try i know you’ll like it! pleaaaaase suki!” and how could he say no to your adorable puppy dog eyes. “tch fine. stop looking at me like that, you already won me over, dumbass.” to which you proceed to tackle him in a hug with slurred ‘thank yous!’

he interacts with the movie as he should, gets upset when poor little lady is upset outside or when the tramp cons the zoo worker and he thinks it’s so adorable when she calls them ‘jim dear’ and ‘darling’ because that’s what she hears.

but his favorite part, is the infamous spaghetti scene. he’ll subconsciously pull you closer as he leans further towards the screen, fully engrossed in what’s happening.

he truely didn’t believe you when you said that he would like the movie. why would big strong him like this lovey dovey mushy stuff. but boy oh boy is it the cutest most, heart clenching thing he’s ever seen.

ever since he first watched it with you, he will more often than not pick that as his movie on movie nights.

and you just didn’t fight it, because even though it got repetitive for you, you loved to see his eyes light up at the cute display.

he subconsciously has a small smile on his face as he watches the film.

if you fall asleep in middle of the movie he won’t even notice. he’ll still hold you close but he is so invested in the movie (even though he knows exactly what’s going to happen) that he just can’t tear his eyes away

or if you interrupt the movie by saying something he will get kinda offended, not enough to be mad at you but he just wants to watch his favorite movie you know.

all in all we know he’s a sucker for romance and what’s cuter than puppy love? (not to mention it reminds him of the two of you. lady and the tramp.)

Valentine’s day Event!!

It’s started late because I have been busy but every day for the rest of February there will be a new something for Bakugou!!! Please please please feel free to give me prompts/requests, everything but smut <3 happy reading!!!

Event fics here:

Day 1: More Thankful Than You Know

Day 2: So This Is Love

Day 3: s/o who’s love language is touch

Day 4: “Then Who Should I Give My Time To?”

Day 5: I’ll Be Your Voice

flirting is so fun

i love getting packages. today i got a phone case and some cute underwear. unfortunately no one is gonna see the second one but it’s alright i guess.

i need more of this

and katsuki’s a bitch. he jokingly mocks y/n’s moans after their done.

“you know our neighbors are gonna file a complain about you right?”

“katsuki?!!? why?? what did i do????”

“ahhh— oh my god! fuck! katsuki! fuck that’s so good! ahhh! i’m gonna—”

“i hate you”

does it with all his body weight on you and kissing up your neck. he smells like you and it’s making you feel woozy. hand on your waist to hold you tight close to him and he’s so equally cute and annoying.

Y’all rockin with the math extra credit?💪🏼💪🏼

𓆩☆𓆪 collusion [iwaizumi hajime][nsfw]

☆ synopsis: you have your first time with iwaizumi

☆ warnings: college bf!iwa, mating press, pet names (he calls you ‘princess’ and other things), praise kink, dirty talk

☆ notes: i’ve written for him a whopping total of one other time so pls be nice 🫶🏾

☆ interactions and reblogs are much appreciated!

the first time you take iwaizumi, you aren’t expecting for it to be so intense.

the man currently hovers over you, his hips snug against yours with his muscular arms placed by your head as he presses his weight into you. a pillow is placed under your hips to aid you. the smell of his cologne and aftershave filters your nose and mind, making you shiver as your senses think nothing but of him. there’s nothing that can distract from this moment.

“haji, please…” you hiccup, tears brimming your doe eyes as he slowly pushes his thick cock inside of you. the burn making your legs shake. you’re not sure what you’re begging for, but you just want him to do…something.

your boyfriend coos, a smile on his face as he looks down at you. “you’re doing so well, princess, just a little more.” he praises, leaving a kiss on your temple. his emerald eyes are trained on how your cunt greedily swallows his cock. how your arousal slicks him up and makes it easier to move. to slide into you. he thinks your pretty little cunt was made just to handle him.

from all the times you had taken him in your pretty little mouth or used your hands, it’s obvious neither one of those things can compare to the feeling of your pussy. it’s so warm and inviting, he can help but admit that a small part of him just wants to be able to break you.

…but the one thing he doesn’t want to do is hurt you. that’s the last thing he ever would want to happen. his large, calloused hands hold you gently and with the utmost care. he’s already sweating a little as your vice like grip on his cock makes it hard for him to breathe.

by the time he is fully inside of you, you both groan, eye contact held as his heavy balls press into your clit.

he’s pretty—too pretty, you think, as you watch him struggle to keep composure from being inside of you. a man who isn’t shaken up by a lot is suddenly crumbling apart in your hold. pride swells in your chest from knowing you’re the one making him feel this way.

“so full…” you gasp, toes curling.

iwaizumi shudders, readjusting himself above you. “fuck, you’re so tight…” he grunts, closing his eyes for a moment.

eventually, he snaps his hips back.

“o-oh…” you squeak, nails going to dig into his tanned skin.

you’ve never seen iwaizumi nervous, but as he gauges your reactions, he looks worried.

“too much?” he asks, starting to pull away, but your small hands only tug him back, shaking your head.

“perfect haji, i want more…” you plea, your voice small as you bury your face in his shoulder.

“tell me when it’s okay to move…alright?” his other hand tilts your face up towards him so that you look at him.

your hand traces over the apple of his cheek and you move your hand to run through his hair. “i’m okay, you can move now.”

he swallows before nodding. “‘kay.”

iwaizumi doesn’t hesitate to move his hips when he sees the needy look on your face. his mind becomes filled with a primal need to fill you up.

“you feel so good…better than i imagined.” he huffs, knitting his brows together. his hand laces itself with your own and gives it a comforting squeeze.

you nod wordlessly and the look of bliss in your face may be enough to get iwa to cum. you already look so fucked out just from having his dick in you.

he’s amazed, is this what it’s really like? to make someone feel good? he’s had experience in the past before of course, but those were only flings. none of those girls meant anything to him like you do. you’re different. you’re special to him.

“you must be an angel, or else it would be a sin for someone to feel this good.” he moans—and when he moans, you swear it’s the most heavenly sound you’ve ever heard.

it must be so good, because your orgasm creeps up on you and your body convulses as your pussy clamps down on iwaizumi’s cock. he groans, mouth falling slack in awe at the way you attempt to milk him of all his glory.

“d-did you just cum?” he inquired, but by the way your eyes just rolled back and legs quiver, there was no telling otherwise. your flustered expression is so cute and he laughs before his eyes darken.

“gonna make you do it again.” he growls, before moving your legs higher up on his waist. you squeal as the breath in your lungs is nearly knocked out of you from his force.

“shouldn’t be this close to cumming, but i can’t help myself when i’m in you, i suppose.” he laughs against your neck, vibrations sending butterflies in your stomach. “you just feel so good, baby.”

“h-hajime…-jime…” you whine, nearly hiccuping at his pace and stamina.

“take it so fucking well, just look at you. it feels good, yeah? you like the way my thick cock fills you up?” he tilts his head before he’s leaning over to smash his lips against yours. you moan at his taste and nod, nails digging into his broad back. your fingers don’t hesitate to trace over his hard muscle.

“yes! feels so good, haji,” you breathe once pulling away from his lips. “always make me feel so good. you’re so handsome.” you praise, and the man feels a warm feeling bloom in his chest.

he huffs, slowing his strokes as he tries to hide his blush. “d-don’t say stuff like that…”

“‘s true.” you glare before your face brightens with an idea.

“can i ride you?” you ask, and he falters for a moment at your question.

he blinks and swallows hard. his palms getting sweaty. “i-i don’t think that—”

your eyes tear up, and your mouth moves to a pout. “please? wanna show you how handsome you are.”

knowing he can’t say no to you—especially when you look the way you do, he sighs before turns the both of you over so that you’re on top. he rolls his eyes at your beaming smile but can’t help the chuckle that leaves him.

he pinches your side, shaking his head. “stubborn little minx, this is supposed to be about you.” he moans when you slide back down on his cock. “oh, shit—”

you don’t know where to place your hands but your boyfriend grabs them before placing them on his chest.

“there you go, that’s it.” he praises as you ride him in an amateur way. but with the way his cock drags over your pussy, you only gain more confidence to make him and yourself feel good.

your rhythm is clumsy as you bounce on his lap, but with the way your breasts press against his chest and you moan freely, he can’t help the throbbing that rushes to his incredibly hard cock.

“god, you feel so good. doing so good for me.” he moans, nearly whimpering.

he helps by bouncing you in his lap, and his eyes can’t help but notice the wet mess you’re leaving behind on his thighs. your cunt, helplessly drooling on his cock as he fucks up into you causing the wet sounds between both of your to become nasty and loud.

“so handsome haji, so pretty…cock just as pretty as you, too…” you ramble, and the glazed over look in your eyes should be in a painting, because by god he doesn’t want to forget this image in front of him.

“you’re so beautiful haji.”

you’re kissing all over his chest and neck, teeth offering to mark and nip him the same way he does you. you reach his face and plant dozens of kisses on him, making him laugh in a light, uncharacteristic way.

“you’re gonna be the death of me, princess…” he sighs, breath shaking as he grips your hips, harder. his mouth moves over your bouncing breasts to suck and lick on them.

you whine again, clenching on him tighter at the euphoric feeling. the brunette is seeing stars at this point.

“fuck…i’m gonna cum…” iwaizumi hisses, his hips and pace becoming sloppy.

“please please please,” you whine, “w-wanna cum with you…”

and with how you beg for him, how can he deny you—his angel, his princess, of what you deserve?

“of course, sweetness, since you asked so nicely.” he cooed, kissing your temple. the gesture contrasts the rough nature of him flipping you back over. he moves your legs over his shoulder before sliding back into you with a driving force.

there’s no sound that comes out of your mouth and you only stare up at him in awe. his thick, calloused fingers reach between the two of you to rub at your clit.

he smirks, kissing your nose. “come on, sweetheart, need you to cum again on my cock. need to feel you milk me dry.” he coaxes.

his words send you over, and you cum hard—way harder than the first two times. iwaizumi grunts before powering through to move some more before he’s spilling thick rope after thick rope into the condom.

there’s a brief pause before iwaizumi slowly pulls out of you, apologizing and kissing your hand when you wince. he lowers your legs before his hands smooth over the muscle, massaging them tenderly.

“was that too much?” he looks over your sternly, making sure you’re not hurt.

“it was perfect. i loved it.” you hum, lacing your hands with his.

he squeezes back. “i’m..i’m glad.” he seems flustered from your comment, and it’s funny how it’s the same man who just had you folded over like a lawn chair.

after disposing the condom, he picks you up bridal style before moving you both into the bathroom. he sits you on the lid of the toilet seat before moving to start the bath.

you sit up on the seat. “you know i wasn’t just saying things in the moment. i really believe all of those things. and i know you do, too.”

his cheeks burn. “i know. i appreciate it. and i appreciate you more.” he kisses your forehead, smiling.

and maybe as long as he keeps fucking you good, he’ll hear more of your praises about him.

after all, the collusion you’ve imprinted on his heart isn’t going anywhere.