#bkdk
#dekussy
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post-partum light bodyworship
Katsuki is a good husband lol
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Izuku looked at himself in the mirror, examining and stroking crooked fingers along the sharp and jagged stretch marks that littered his thighs and stomach.
Random bkdk angst
"Look at me!" Izuku screamed, his hands trembling as he stood in the genken of what was his safe haven for 4 wonderful years.
"Oh come off it-"
"KACCHAN LOOK AT ME!"
Red eyes dragged from the coffee table, the recent rag magazines strewn across the table.
Kirishima is definitely the first person to notice the little love marks littering Midoriya's neck. He's the first person to notice how his best friend passes by a certain green haired classmate and steals soft touches at his shoulder or wrist.
Debating on if I wanna color the whole thing but I can’t make a comic I just wanted to make him the prettiest I could but also I feel like I failed 😭😭😭
#krbkdk
Kirishima: Hey babe can you come here for a sec?
Baku & Deku:...
*Kirishima goes into the kitchen a few minutes later to find them just standing there*
Deku: OK but what if he was calling me? He's called me babe a lot recently
Bakugo: Are you stupid?
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#BKDK
Soulmates
The heart rate monitor spiked momentarily as Izuku seated a butterfly needle into the pale blue vein. He cooed and squeezed the little girl’s hand before placing tape to secure her IV against her forearm and released the line’s valve to start her drip.
#dekussy
#bkdk
Izuku watches as Katsuki pulls the greenette's naked legs around the blond's slender waist, his pulsing sex spread and exposed to the carmine gaze. Izuku's legs shivered as Katsuki dragged his hands up the supple freckled thighs before reaching to the new toy.
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Fantasy AU
#bkdk
#bakudeku
double penetration, deep throating, throat fucking, breeding (poor fool), eating ass, biting
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Pspspspspsps Katsuki has a dragon dick
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God I wanna write aggressive omega Deku and soothing alpha Katsuki.
Just, whining complaing green eyes filled with need and desperation to ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 his alpha dote on him, love him, fill him. Izuku doing everything in his power to bring the tall, mean, loud Alpha to a crooning +
#bkdk
and you can get I'm gonna expand on this
But hear me out - QL FWB where Izuku is just tired of being a virgin and he knows Katsuki has hell experience. Like they share a wall in the college dorms (he fucking hears everything)
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🔞 BkDk
Lazy days off. The soft hum of the city outside waking up, cars passing by and morning commuters walking down the street.
Izuku roused to the soft blue light filtering through the thin curtains, the warmth of his partners arms wrapped around his waist.
Bakugo: He calls you baby or hun not fucking babe.
Kirishima: I honestly don't care which one of you responds but someone needs to help me get the fridge inside before I break something
Bakugo: *looks at Deku* I don't think he means our backs tonight
#bkdk
Kindergarten Drabble | Fluff
The room was noisy. Way too noisy. Kacchan didn't like noisy rooms, that's why his face was shoved against Izuku's back and small hands covering his ears. Izuku was used to this.
His best friend hated loud noises.
#dekussy
#BKDK
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Grinding pad
ProHeros
if you saw this earlier, no you didn't
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This was torture. Izuku wanted Katsuki's full attention, hell he wanted him to at least look up from his paperwork in the dark office lit only by the desk lamp.
Support course Deku: If your so desperate for your own gear why not just fuck off and make it yourself since /I/ clearly can't make it up to your standards
Bakugo: TF did you just say?
Deku: FUCK OFF
*an hour later they make out in a closet*
#bkdk
#dkbk
| Please Take care of yourself, Random Emotional Shit|
Izuku — Hero Deku — Midoriya was exhausted.
His body ached, head splitting at the seams like a well worn sweater.
Imagine Deku having to put himself into subspace, run the scene in his mind. Say the words, feel the timbre of a dom possessing him just with his own mind palace. Using everyone ounce of himself to simply pool in the simple tasks.
"What and miss our engagement party?"
"Of course."
"Good, cuz I don't wanna fucking have one anyway."
Kacchan kissed him, soft, slow, and against a birrage of closed fist to his shoulders and back. Go figure they couldn't even get engaged without a fight and misunderstanding.
Kirishima glanced over at his friends talking as the early afternoon light danced through the trees onto their skin.
"It just doesn't feel right, I guess. It's feels like it should be special, ya know?" ~
Domestic
#BKDK
Latch locking into place, Katsuki shuffled out of his shoes and placed them on the rack before leaving the Genken. The apartment was dark, curtains drawn open to the hazy, gray weeping sky and filled the living room with a soft lividus light.
Katsuki: 'Let's get something straight he's fucking princess, babygirl, scream queen'
Kiri: 'Sure but he's also limited to only once a month topping CUZ my ass can't handle that Fa Jin shit'
Dark eyes found his and a shared discomfort passed between Izuku and the blond he has accidentally latched onto for dear life.
His soulmate looked less than pleased to share this experience with him.
#bkdkbk
#dkbk
#BKDK
Fluff Drabble
Happy Kiss Day 😘
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It was a rare day off work. The Tuesday afternoon was quiet in the shared apartment, Katsuki lying on the floor next to Izuku.
And then Izuku finds a guy and tells Katsuki he's gonna take him for a ride and Izuku is left so fucking confused from how differently he's treated and is left wondering 'Why did that make me feel like an object when Kacchan makes me feel precious'
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#bkdkBk
#bkdk
#bakugokatsuki
#midoriyaizuku
Quirkless AU
Boxer/Bk Reporter/Dk (original idea was wrestler/bk reporter/dk)
I recommend listening to the song that is mentioned 😏
//- Internal thoughts
= - POV Change
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#bkdk
thinking about wrestler!bk & journalist!dk doing an iv together n somehow bk can't keep his eyes off of him so he just stood there after they finished, holding on to his winning belt for the night and just,,stares at dk for god knows how long.
But the higher-pitched voice, one that sounded like fresh milk, was familiar yet foreign to Katsuki.
"Ei- Eijiro - haa"
That was the last piece of the puzzle. The final crack in Katsuki's mind splintering the image that was Izuku in Kirishima's room.
#bkdk
#bunnydeku
#wolfkacchan
#hybrid
Bunny Deku masturbating in front of Katsuki moaning out 'Alpha, Alpha knot please' while he shoves the vibrator deep inside himself enough that the handle is coated in his slick and the head whirs inside him hitting all the right spots.
"For what?"
"For keeping our secret. I know we aren't the best at hiding it. Not from his best friend. But I'm glad you know, really."
The soft and serene smile that took residence one Midoriya's face was payment enough for his worries.
"Kacchan says thanks too."
"Hey, sexy," Izuku jumped, his husband's voice breaking his thoughts. Katsuki leaned against the doorframe, tall, handsome, freshly showered, and watching Izuku. The blond's gaze raked over him, a smirk spreading revealing sharp canines. "Damn, I got real fucking lucky."
Kirishima sees how eager the pair looks as the final bell let's them know the day is through. His crimson eyes never fail to see the shadow of his friends running into each other's rooms or how the blue light of the fridge dances over their features late at night.
"Lemme clear this up for your nerd ass. I love you. I would rather live with you having my last name than whatever vague shit you were about to walk out on."
"YOU COULD HAVE JUST SAID THAT FROM THE BEGINNING."
"YOU COULD HAVE WALKED THROUGH THE DOOR NOT ASSUMING SHIT."
Dekussy | Name calling
"Spread 'em."
Katsuki's warm hands rested on Izuku's knees, gently coaxing the soft flesh and thick legs to expose his twitching cunt. Izuku, bashful as ever, didn't follow the command right away.
It was embarrassing.
The soft laughs and sweet touches never evade his gaze. He can't help but notice the way Bakugo now speaks to Midoriya, soft, gente And coated in a sugary tone.
The red-head also notices how badly they want to keep the class from knowing too much.
He rested his head on his desk. His heart flooding his ears.
A gentle hand rested on his shoulder stirring him from his thoughts. Green eyes smiled down at him before Midoriya squatted and rested his head against the desk, face inches from Kirishima's.
"Thank you, Kirishima."
Midoriya left for his desk as Kaminari returned as the first bell sung through the halls.
"Damn I shoulda asked Kacchan if he wanted anything. Think I got time to get him something?"
"Nah. And hey, maybe don't call him 'Kacchan' anymore?"
"Why not?"
"That you're the mother of my child," Katsuki pressed a kiss on the sensitive skin behind Izuku's ear. His lips trailed down the column of Izuku's neck.
"Nah, dude. Don't you think we'd know if they were?"
Gold irises focused on Kirishima. His warm smile hid his thundering heartbeat. Even if the blond was able to figure this out on his own, it wasn't manly to spread words that weren't confirmed.
Kirishima never let these small hints evade him. The blushes and fingers running through hair with awkward exchanges. They were all in his line of sight, and he pretended they never existed. He wasn't going to expose a budding relationship.
"That you're the love of my life," Katsuki's hands explored Izuku's torso, a single hand gripping Izuku's hip and running the soft pad of his thumb over the stretch marks.
"Izuku," Katsuki pushed himself off the doorframe and took residence behind his worrying husband. Izuku watched the mirrored concern on Katsuki’s face trace over his legs as Izuku continued to fret over his new stripes.
"Kacchan I just… I don't like them,"
He refused to expose his friends when they didn't want anyone to know. When they kept their relationship under as much wraps as they could. Kirishima wouldn't betray them like that. Especially after everything.
"Hm... Welp, I'm gonna get a bento before class starts again.
He couldn't.
"Hey, Kiri."
"What's up, bro?"
Kaminari sat atop the desk as if it were his own personal pedestal and now school property.
"You think Midoriya and Kacchan are dating?"
Chairs screeched in his ear shot, subtle breathes caught and gazes on his back.
"I know you don't like how your body's changed, baby, I know," Katsuki tilted his head to look up at Izuku, the burning red eyes held nothing but desire and love.
"And I know I can't change how it makes you feel, but all of this,"
Katsuki did it without hesitation too, his alpha preening at how 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 he was, how desperately his possessive omega wanted nothing more than for him to be obsessed with him. And the alpha was. Summer nights and bonfire smores filled their daily lives +
Strong arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him into the large chest. "I like them,"
Katsuki lowered his lips to the shell of Izuku's ear forcing a reluctant blush to spread across Izuku's freckled cheeks.
"What's there to like about them, they just remind me that -"
Katsuki followed Izuku out the double-paned doors into the late summer air. It was almost fall, and the morning air crips with some leaves turning orange and brown on the green trees surrounding the dorms.
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Izuku gave a weak smile, his fingers dancing over the damn bumps on his legs. "I wouldn't say that," the agony he felt seeping into his voice broke that handsome smile on his husband's face. "I mean, look at these -"
Whenever Uraraka walked up to Midoriya's desk, Katsuki hand slips out from the weak hold they maintained under the desk. When Kaminari sat on Bakugo’s desk, Midoriya would tuck his feet back under his desk instead of their place next to Bakugo’s.
You want anything from the vending machine?" The chipper and electric voice set Kirishima's heart at ease. At least Kaminari ran a one track mind.
"Spicy tuna mayo riceball? I got mon-"
"Nah, I gotchu bro don't worry! I'll be right back"
And with that Kirishima was alone.
"I love you, Katsuki."
"I know, nerd." Katsuki ran his large hands up and down Izuku's thighs before resting at the hem of his small shorts. "Now let me show you that you're still a fucking turn on."
mess. Slamming the blond against the ground and digging his hips into Katsuki clothed cock and just releasing extreme plumes of pheromones that made even betas blush until Katsuki finally, 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 gave him what he wanted.
And you best believe it wasn't just a knot.
"That you're beautiful and powerful," Katsuki lifted Izuku's arm and left slow, deliberate kisses between his words. The blonde's lips reaching Izuku's wrist and lacing his long, calloused finger with Izuku's bowed digits before bringing it to the soft lips.
Izuku somehow ended up on their couch and nose deep in textile cut outs while Kacchan continued to repremand him.
"Jesus fucking christ, with how big your head looks you'd think you'd have some fucking brains to work with."
"I will still walk out right now."
He loved Izumi - with every fiber and breath in his body he loved that precious and gorgeous boy he and Katsuki had brought into this world - but he couldn't find it in himself to love the permanent marks that littered his body.
The early evening light seemed to make the pale fissures glow far more intensely than he'd like. His stomach still hadn't returned to its normal appearance, -
Kacchan just said he was planning a proposal, his mother and Auntie were planning a wedding, and Izuku had almost walked out because of a tabloid.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Nope, I hate this jacket, OFF."
"Wait, so-"
Izuku buried his blunt nails into Katsuki's shoulders trying and failing to hold back the waterworks. He loved this man, this arrogant, loud, foul-mouthed man. He cherished him with every part of his being. He wanted Katsuki to be proud to be his husband.
Nope, the mean omega used his pheromones that smelled of spring and summer nights to have the alpha dote on him, feed him, worship him. Izuku would bare his fangs just to see Katsuki tenderly touch him and pepper his neck and constellation cheeks with purred kisses.
"Take off this stupid jacket, put your fucking slippers back on, and fucking help me pick out table cloths because I'm not gonna get down on one knee with purple fucking tables around me."
Izuku was frozen. His mind reeling in several directions -
As he twisted his torso and examined the lines littering his hips, his emerald eyes couldn't help but fill with sorrow. There was no way he could ever get used to those white and pale pink marks.
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Idk what this was but I like the idea of Kirishima being very observant of his friends and actually really happy that they are together and doesn't want anyone to ruin their progress.
Anyways I hope you liked it heh
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Izuku looked at his legs and stomach and the pale white etching that marred his freckled flesh.
These scars were his. And he had a new love for the story they told.
the blond brought his lips to Izuku's exposed stomach, kissing and gripping him closer, " is another thing I love about you, and no matter what happens I will never stop loving you."
Izuku could hear his heartbeat in his ears.
He heard that wrong. He must have.
"Again."
"I wanted her to plan the overly expensive, extravagant, nightmare proposal Auntie and the old hag concocted over mimosas."
"Wh-"
Kacchan brought both hands to mess with Izuku's buttons.
-even though it had been 6 months since he had Izumi, and the skin hung off his body just enough that his once flush volleyball shorts allowed some skin to spill over.
so that I could talk to her about a proposal."
Izuku's heart hammered against his chest. His questions kept being deflected and he wanted to leave the suffocating walls and run to Todoroki and Kirishima's small apartment.
" What kind of proposal, asshole. "
" Yours. "
"See, they though - like the nosey women they are - that 4 Years and a lifetime was long overdue for a proposal. Go fuckin figure they already planned the fucking wedding and everything without asking us a single god damn thing."
"Wait...are you-"