Setting: Bakugo’s dorm, late at night—door… not locked. Oops.
You didn’t mean for it to happen. Not like this.
But after a long day, some teasing kisses, and Bakugo pulling you into his room with that look in his eye—yeah, things escalated fast.
Clothes hit the floor. Your back hit the bed. His mouth hit your skin like he was starved.
He had you pinned under him now, hands holding your thighs apart as he moved between them, every deep, slow thrust drawing the kind of moans you couldn’t bite back. Sweat slicked your skin, your nails raked down his back, and his mouth was at your ear, whispering filth.
“You feel that?” he growled. “How fuckin’ deep I am inside you?”
You whimpered, gasping his name.
Then—click.
Neither of you heard the door open at first.
But you definitely heard the screams.
“WHAT THE—”
“CLOSE IT! CLOSE IT!!”
Bakugo’s head whipped around just in time to see Kirishima, Kaminari, and Mina standing in the doorway like deer in headlights, jaws on the floor.
You shrieked and grabbed the nearest blanket, yanking it over your chest while Bakugo shoved himself in front of you, completely naked and fuming.
“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!”
Kaminari tried to cover his eyes and still managed to trip backwards out of the doorway. “I didn’t see anything—I SWEAR—except everything—I’M SORRY—”
Mina was frozen, wide-eyed. “Oh my god. I saw Bakugo’s ass. It’s sculpted.”
Kirishima yelped and slammed the door shut, voice cracking. “WHY wasn’t it locked?! WHY?!”
You were hiding your face behind Bakugo’s back, skin burning with embarrassment.
“We are never surviving this,” you whispered.
Bakugo grumbled, running a hand through his messy hair. “I’m gonna murder all of them.”
“You left the door unlocked!”
“You distracted me!”
The hallway outside erupted in chaos—screaming, laughing, someone (probably Sero) shouting “They were going at it like R-rated rabbits!” and Uraraka crying, “I can’t believe I SAW that!”
You pulled the blanket tighter around yourself and groaned. “Do you think it’s too late to fake our deaths?”
Bakugo looked back at you, then down at himself, and sighed. “Guess they know I’m good at my job.”
You smacked his arm. “Not. Helping.”
note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works
if tides could speak (they'd call you home)
sleeping aid
cover shot (through the heart)
command me
pumpkin spice and everything nice
she's my wife
on my way (to you)
savvy
you wear them well
countdown
mamamatcher
you're the one that i haunt
backup
signal
you are the reason my heart is still beating
and you take me the way i am
organic chemistry
flower crown
safe haven
reinvention
a thousand petals for one unrequited love
staying awake in the name of love k. bakugo
Despite his strict bedtime and his hatred of anyone interrupting his schedule, Katsuki would stay up for you and you alone.
He would never do it for pleasure, simply because you wanted to, because he valued both of your health too much for him to compromise hours of sleep like that.
But whenever you were having a rough time, unable to fall asleep due to the excruciating amount of pain you were in, he took it upon himself to stay up with you. He wouldn’t fall asleep until you did, and even then he was hesitant to rest his eyes. He felt as though resting would compromise your sleep and leave you laying there restless for the rest of the night, tossing and turning in agony.
He was a hero, and he couldn’t bring himself to doze off when he knew there was someone out there in pain, especially someone he loved so furiously and endlessly.
Katsuki Bakugo hated staying up, but he would do it if it meant taking care of you.
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ⓒ luvseraph , 4/14/25
⋆˙⟡ light it up like dynamight! ⟡˙⋆
» happy april, aka katsuki bakugo appreciation month! in celebration of my number one hero, i'll be making a collection of shorts, moodboards and AUs dedicated to him (what else is new?) based on prompts and lyrics for his birthday. :)
『 ⌕ search — #light it up like dynamight 』
content indicators — ✿ moodboard // ✦ short // ★ au profile
week one (4/1 - 4/5)
(★) circus au: fire dancer!bakugo
(✿) "you are the bullet in my head." (head over heels in love!bakugo)
(✦) a (familiar) taste of poison ⇢ pro-hero!bakugo x anti-hero!reader: "true hate's kiss."
week two (4/5 - 4/12)
(★) d&d au: druid!bakugo
(✿) "we'll be the envy of the gods above.” (god of venus!bakugo x muse!reader)
(✦) now streaming! ⇢ bodyswap au | pro-hero!bakugo x cam girl!reader: "just a little more. you can take a little more, can't you?"
week three (4/13 - 4/19)
(★) pokémon au: gym leader!bakugo
(✿) "offend me and i’ll drain the last traces of color from those cheeks of yours." (guard dog!bakugo x mafia boss!reader)
(✦) i'm not your devil anymore ⇢ fantasy royalty au | knight!bakugo x mad queen!reader: "singing while rome burns."
week four (4/20! - 4/26)
(★) horror movie slasher au: final guy!bakugo
(✿) happy birthday bakugo! (birthday themed)
(✦) this world is a wasteland, don’t let me go ⇢ soulmates who are fated to kill each other: "why did it have to be you?"
week five (4/27 - 4/30)
(★) bioshock au: ADAM-infected!bakugo
(✿) "how can I be a black hole and your favorite constellation?" (pirate prince!bakugo x adventurer!reader)
(✦) can I be the only hope for you? ⇢ college au | artist!bakugo x performer!reader: "you're a symphony, i'm just a sour note. you’re like the stars I can’t reach. I can adore you from afar but that’s all I can do."
— prompts used;
the color orange - richard siken - greek mythology lyrics - reverse tropes - the color yellow - smut starter sentences - betrayal reactions - misc. prompts
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OMG CAN ANYONE TELL ME WHERE TO GET THIS?? AHHH
Young edgeshot on the back cover of volune 8 of MHA: TUM
(Front and spine for those that are curious)
when reading smut and y/n says “daddy”
c.ai always mischaracterize him😒
dawg ik katsuki would never
You and katsuki have been dating for about four months now, but you guys haven’t really gotten intimate with each, the furthest being a steamy make out sesh.
But you didn’t want to just make out.
…
You were at Bakugo’s dorm watching a movie all cuddled up, you glance up at him but he seems to be too engrossed in the movie playing to notice.
You were bored and wanted some attention from your boyfriend but didn’t know how to ask.
You sigh Unintentionally, causing Bakugo to look down before him saying “Tch what’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing”
He knew you were lying Bakugo wasn’t stupid, he knew you wanted some attention it was written all over your face. He noticed how many times you looked up at him, your eyes full in hopes he’d notice you.
He lets out a breath before pulling you into his lap
“Is this what you wanted hm? Some attention?”
He mumbles kissing down you neck, before coming back up and attacking your lips.
You lean into the kiss before opening your mouth slightly hoping Bakugo would take the invite- which he did.
But you needed more.
Both your hands met up and tangled their way into Bakugo’s hair earning a groan from him. God it turned him on when you did that.
Still needing more you grind your hips down onto Bakugo, him bucking his hips slightly at the contact, causing you to whimper.
God it felt good. You grind down on his again before slightly pulling away from the kiss
“I-is this ok?”
“Obviously dumbass” he says kissing you again mumbling into your lips “wouldn’t let you if it wasn’t”
His hands roam over your body before meeting at your waist guiding your hips along his, creating a steady rhythm.
You apply more pressure which causes you and Bakugo to moan in sync.
“Feels good” you manage to let out, Bakugo moving down to kiss your neck leaving little marks all over.
“Tch obviously” he says into your neck his hot breath sending shivers down your spine
The friction was driving both you and Bakugo crazy.
“Think I might cum like this pretty girl” Bakugo says pulling away from your neck and staring directly into your eyes, watching as you get nervous never really being able to hold eye contact with him.
You turn red hot, embarrassed, you look down at where your hips met with his watching as you grind yourself down, Bakugo’s hips bucking up at yours.
His hardness is prominent. He grabs your face forcing you to look at him-
“Getting shy on me hm?”
He says a smirk plastered across his face.
You start to grind your hips faster and harder against his, whimpering slightly, that feeling building up in your stomach.
Bakugo noticed. Of course. How could he not?
“You close baby? You gonna cum for me?”
He words send you over the edge, you throw your head back moaning as you come undone.
Bakugo thrusts up, chasing his high, your pretty moans and whimpers sending him over the edge.
Once you come down from your high you glance down at Bakugo who is already staring at you with his casual smirk.
“Enjoy yourself? Is that what you wanted hm?”
You nod looking away shyly earring a chuckle from Bakugo.
“Look at the mess you made me make baby”
You look down and sure enough, you see the wet patch from his orgasm. You turn a bright red shade which Bakugo finds adorable.
“We are gonna do that more often baby.”

smile for the camera! — ft. k. bakugo x fem!reader
katsuki bakugo is tricked into smiling during an interview when they bring up your name!
you didn't notice it at first, but katsuki bakugo developed smile lines after meeting you.
he didn't smile much as a kid. most of his baby pictures consisted of him either crying, screaming, or making some sort of vulgar gesture at the camera. it only got worse as he entered his teen years. his temper calmed down a bit, sure. but the chances of catching katsuki bakugo smiling were as rare as catching lightening in a bottle.
the paparazzi were well aware of the famous dynamight barely having any pictures of him smiling out on the internet—there were three singular photos out there that consisted of him with a somewhat pleased expression on his face, and the only reason he looked that way was because you were in frame right beside him.
it seemed to be a well known fact that getting bakugo to smile was nearly impossible—but the current interviewer sitting in front of bakugo was determined.
"great explosion murder god dynamight—or, well, just dynamight sir—what would you say is your favorite part about being a hero?"
katsuki stops himself from rolling his eyes, already anticipating the rest of the interview's questions as he answers flatly
"the glory. the strength. and kicking ass—make that the first thing, actually."
"okay! now, i'd like to ask you a few more things..." the young woman chirps up, and katsuki sighs and tells her to continue. the next dozens of questions were just as he'd predicted—stuff like asking who his biggest inspiration was, what kind of merch his team would be putting out in the upcoming months, and what he thought his weaknesses were.
"—and i don't have weakness. i'm fucking perfect, ask anybody. now, are we done here?" he snaps, rolling his shoulders as he moves to stand up, eyes flitting towards the exit with nothing but disinterest
he'd spent an entire hour answering these stupid questions when he could've been out fighting villains, finishing up his paperwork, literally anything else would be more time fulfilling than answering baseless questions like these ones.
the interviewer's eyes widen when katsuki stands up from his seat, stretching his arms above his head with a grunt before she quickly interrupts him
"what about your wife!"
"....eh?"
"your wife!" she says, quickly collecting herself
"could you tell us about her? it seems like many of your fans are interested in learning more regarding you two! you have a very private relationship, so it's only natural for people to be curious!"
katsuki blinks, absorbing her words. slowly, his feet—once pointed towards the exit—shift ever so slightly towards the woman
"well...what do you want to know?"
and that's how katsuki found himself sitting in the same seat another hour later. except this time, he had the dorkiest grin ever plastered on his face.
"oh i knew i wanted to marry her the first time she yelled at me—she was pretty feisty back in our ua days. still is, but now all the insults she throws my way usually have the word babe or honey added at the end. she has a clever mouth, i'm warnin' ya—you don't wanna get into an argument with her."
the interviewer laughs, and katsuki decides he might come back to this station another time if they asked. he's... well, simply put, having fun.
he leaves after another forty minutes, only because his manager literally dragged him out of the room—he had a meeting to attend and then his patrol—but he left waving at the camera crew and in a far more better mood than he'd arrived in.
katsuki spends the rest of the day getting through all of his hero duties, the interview slowly being pushed to the back of his mind as he focuses on finishing all his work and coming home to you.
it's nearly nine pm when he opens the door to your shared apartment—groaning about how tired he was and how you better not be asleep—when he hears your padded feet running towards the main entryway to greet him
"you're home!"
he offers you a slanted grin, opening his arms for a hug
"missed ya today," he mutters, pressing a kiss onto your scalp as you peer up at him with a grin—looking a little too happy.
"what're ya cheesing so hard about?"
you hum, tapping the back of his thigh with a knowing grin
"your ma called me. guess what she told me?"
katsuki groans, shrugging off his gauntlets and boots before tugging you towards the couch in the living room, flopping onto it while mumbling under his breath and pulling you towards his chest
"you two devils were probably gosspin' about me, that old hag better not have sent you any pictures or i swear—"
"she told me to turn on the tv and head to channel seven."
katsuki pauses, staring at you with furrowed brows. well, it couldn't have been him on channel seven, right? he didn't have any crazy villains to deal with for once, so it wouldn't make sense for him to be on one of the main channels today.
"what..."
he smacks his forehead with an embarrassed groan when you pull out your phone and show him your recording of his interview. you're practically bouncing on the couch beside him with glee as you shove the screen in his face
"you're smiling! they made it the cover of their video, too—gosh you look so cute when you smile! and you're talking about me!"
katsuki huffs, but watches you play back the video with a cheesy grin on your face. your round eyes are illuminated by the screen, and you re-watch the video with your lips parted in awe
"you got the real thing right in front of you but you'd rather watch that...i see how it is." he grumbles, something similar to a pout forming on his face when you still don't acknowledge him—too busy watching his video as you bring the phone closer to your face
"i'm going to screenshot your smiling face in this video and make it my profile picture on insta—"
he snatches the phone out of your hand, powering it off before tossing it aside and wrapping his strong arms around your waist in an iron grip
"i'll make that one of you snoring and drooling all over my chest my profile picture if you even think about it."
"i'm pretty sure half the comments on that video literally have your smiling face as their profile picture."
"...well that's a lot of people i'm gonna have to sue."
Obsessed with his last name - K. Bakugou
cw: pure fluff with bf!katsuki because I need it this morning.
He doesn’t get it. The two of you have been dating for years but you still insist on calling him ‘Bakugou’.
It didn’t bother him at first, the two of you still getting used to the intimacy of each other’s names and figuring out what pet names the two of you prefer. But not you. It’s always been ‘Bakugou.’
The occasional ‘Katsuki’ or ‘Kats’ will slip out in the quiet hours of the morning, when both your voices are still laden with sleep.
It’s only when he’s standing in the kitchen, pouring your cup of coffee in that to-go mug he got you from his agency that he asks. “Why do you always call me by my last name?”
His tone is soft and a little sad, his gaze doesn’t entirely meet yours either, just slowly watching the ribbons of cream mix with the rich dark coffee.
“Is there a problem with me calling you by your last name? You’ve never said anything about it before now…” you say gently, walking around the island counter to stand next to him.
He stands with his hands on the edge, spoon set down against the neatly folded towel so it doesn’t leave stains on the counter top. “No… I just— never got why you sometimes call me a nickname and it never sticks. You always revert to ‘Bakugou’.”
There’s a beat of silence before you wrap your arms around his waist from behind and press your forehead to the space right in between his shoulder blades. “Maybe I like it so much because I hope it’ll be my last name some day.” Your cheeks are warm and he can feel it through his shirt.
He’s quiet for a few moments. The two of you never really talked about marriage but he’s known for ages you’re the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with. But hearing you voice that? There’s no way he’d have a problem hearing that again. “And there’s no one else I’d rather have take my last name.”
His hands cup your cheeks as he turns around and presses his lips to yours, happy as he could ever be.