I Need More.

apollo’s debut

you see this dog? this dog right here? im running away to go and kidnap and it. take it to a dog place. and play and cuddle with it. this dog is now mine. hehe <3

[8:47pm]

judge me all you want but i was watching monsters inc. while writing this 😈💪🏼 btw characters are in hs

rushed and not edited 😍🙌🏼

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Bakugou Katsuki is such a good kisser. It’s almost hard to believe that you were each other’s very first kisses he’s that good. You were almost always at his house and his mother absolutely adored you. However, whenever you started to get deep into a conversation with her, you were whisked away by your angry boyfriend.

He always always always takes your hand to lead you up the stairs and shuts his door. Wouldn’t want his old had to be spying on you guys now. Not that she would but he’s a little paranoid.

Bakugou leads you to his bed to which he will immediately pull you onto his lap so you are straddling him. “Sukiii, i just got here.” you whine. He begins to kiss down your neck, sucking your favorite spot then nipping at it lightly.

“Mmm, don’t care. Kiss me.” He says making his way further up your neck to your jawline. Once you finally begin to kiss him back, he adds more fevor to the kiss. Moving his head at the right times, sensually tonguing at your mouth in the most deliciously disgusting way possible.

“mm suki” He glances up at you but soon realizes you weren’t beckoning his attention, but more so calling out to him for more.

And then for the next hour or so before you had to go home it continued on like that. Slow sensual kisses, touches, hickeys around each other’s necks. But when it finally was time for you to leave, he will escort you back downstairs asking if you could stay for just a little longer.

“Oh, your leaving already Y/N? Well come back soon hun you’re always welcome!” His mom will say before looking at her son. “Katsuki what’s on your neck?” You take that as your sign to make a run for it, “Well, I um i’m gonna head out, bye suki love you, and bye mitsuki!” She turns back to her son to examine his neck further. “Oh my god, is it a hickey?!” “Hah?”

“Katsuki Bakugou you have a hickey on your neck go look.” She giggles out. Bakugou runs to the mirror to find the purple bruise located where his collar bone meets his neck, the spot that had him keening out for you.

“She is so dead” he mumbled going back to his room.

“Don’t be too hard on her now Katsuki,” Mitsuki calls from the bottom of the steps. “Yeah yeah whatever.”

suki<3: you left a hickey on my neck? how the fuck am i supposed to get this off?

Y/N🙄🧡: you didn’t seem to mind when i was doing it (っ◕‿◕)っ ♥

suki<3: well i didn’t really notice it when it was happening. and cut it with the stupid emoticons

Y/N🙄🧡: aww why cause it felt so good suki?? i’m flattered (>‿♥)

suki<3: keep tellin yourself that baby, hags callin me for dinner, i gotta go

suki<3: talk to you later. i love you, pretty 🧡

Y/N🙄🧡: i love you too suki <3333 smooch smooch

suki<3: 😘

Y/N🙄🧡: AHHHH OMGOMG YOU-

Y/N🙄🧡: IM SO IN LOVE

Y/N🙄🧡: MY BF IS SO NICE TO ME

Y/N🙄🧡: YOU LOVVVEEE MEEEEE

Y/N🙄🧡: KISSKISSKISSKISSKSS😘😘😘😘😘

read by suki<3 at 6:39pm

I’m sorry I’ve been in this domestic mood today, this is my last one I promise 😭

Wearing Katsuki’s cologne because you wanna smell like him 👀 whenever I go out by myself or even to the gym, I’ll spritz some of my husband’s cologne on and go about my day. (1) it smells amaaazing (2) keeps me not missing him throughout the day (3) people know I have a mans, stay away from me pls 🙅🏻‍♀️

Thanks for the ask, bubs 🖤🖤🖤

Mmmmm I love sniffable men. I always hesitate to give him a specific scent in my writing because I want everyone to imagine whatever their favorite is. BUT Katsuki smells amazing…with a scent that sometimes leaves you stumbling after him.

However…

He hates when you smell like him. Goes fucking feral about it because he’s actually obsessed with the way you smell.

Pitches a full on fit if you had the audacity to spritz his cologne, or use his deodorant, or his body wash.

He knows you love his scent, so he threatens to switch all his shit to unscented to keep your fuckin’ thief hands off his shit.

When that’s all settled and you smell like you again…He’s happier nuzzling against that sweet spot on your neck he loves so much. He’s giving tighter hugs. He’s thanking you for caving and although you whined A LOT…you weren’t a complete brat about it. How could you be when he’s acting so grateful that his olfactory world is back in order?

But the thing is…

When he goes out of town for the first time after his won argument…he sleeps at your place the night before his trip. He’s organized as fuck, so his shits all packed, his keys have been given to Kirishima and Todoroki for emergencies and pet sitting. You already have a key, already plan on taking care of everything, but he still asks his friends instead, claiming it’s because “the idiots owe him”.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to set a precedent of making you feel used every time he leaves. At least that’s what he tells himself. He’s starting to realize you would never feel that way, but it still gnaws at the stubbornly independent nature he’s never been able to curb entirely.

The morning he leaves, he doesn’t wake you. His flight is early and although you tried to make him promise to shake you awake if he had to…you knew he wouldn’t. His movements were nearly silent, his steps light, the touch of his lips so soft that there was zero chance it would pull you from sleep.

So, you woke up to a colder bed than you preferred. You groaned curses into your pillow, wishing you’d been born with an affinity for the a.m. because fuck that would’ve been useful.

When you finally make your way to the bathroom to wash the annoyance from your features, you’re surprised to see a basket you don’t recognize. A stupid grin covers your face as you look through the stash of miniature toiletries he’s left behind for you…the cologne he doesn’t wear often, his deodorant, his lotion, his body wash, his shampoo, his conditioner, his face wash, his sunscreen, his toothpaste, and even his favorite cinnamon gum.

Later you find the card buried beneath them…

Enjoy, you fuckin’ brat.

🖤K

Make sure you smell like you when I get back home.

No but imagine it's your birthday and Katsu has went out of his way to make the day perfect for you, which includes cooking both dinner and a cake, only to have you on your bed while kneeling behind you, arm firm around your waist to keep you in place as he's sucking on your neck while knuckles deep inside you by the end of the night

CW/ TW. Explicit. Bratty!Reader, Fingering

AN. Ugh, this! Also, I apologize for any errors. I wrote this kinda late >.<

He's probably super sweet about it too: plans on letting you sleep in and bringing you breakfast in bed.

And you appreciate it, you really do. But literal weeks have gone by since you were last intimate—the images of Katsuki pressing you down against the sheets and calling you his good girl becoming fuzzy little figments.

You understand part of being a hero means long tiring days—in the office and on the field—and more often than not, he barely says hello before he's snoring into his pillow. 

Still, you can't help the small pout tugging at your lips when you wake up and find Katsuki's side of the bed cold. You look between the offending imprint left behind to the open bedroom door where the smell of breakfast wafts in from the hallway, on the verge of burrowing back into the blankets before your boyfriend pops in with a tray full of food. 

You continue to sulk even though the food smells good (of course it does), and as Katsuki's husky morning voice gives you goosebumps. 

"Happy birthday, baby." 

It doesn't take him very long to catch on to your sour mood, or the way your eyes not-so-subtly trace the defined naked lines of his abdomen.

You almost smirk triumphantly when his gaze drops down between slowly parting knees, until his face shifts into a look you know all too well. 

A squeak catches in your throat when he drags you down the bed by your ankle, gulping loudly at the smirk that splits across his lips—

"Such an ungrateful fucking brat," he growls into your skin, marking the spot on your thigh with his teeth just to hear your sweet moans.

"'M not," you sob into your pillow, fingernails digging into the soft sheets. 

"Coulda'," he bites again, this time closer to where your thigh met your slick folds, "fooled me." 

You shiver, clenching down hard around his fingers.

"Listen to how sloppy this pussy is." His voice drips with condescension while his fingers scissor in and out of you at a torturously slow pace. "You like it when I treat you like a needy little slut, huh?" 

All you can do is moan, thoughts reduced down to mere static from the way he's fucking you. 

"Better say thank you after I'm done because this is all you get."

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i need some raunchy smut

crippling mentally :)

i need some raunchy smut

Logan from gilmore girls will FOREVER remind me of bakugou katsuki and i stand by that. UGHHH JUST EVERYTHNG HE DOES IS SO😍😘🥰💍💍💍💍💍💍💍 and the way he calls her ace…. i might just steal that because i truly think sir dynamight would. you have my word

want him.