Big-ts-things - Big T

costume upgrade!!!

latex and baby powder - bakugou katsuki x fem!reader ☀

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♡characters: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader ♡content warning: talk of UTI's and yeast infections! just bodily functions! latex! just domestic things! lil bit of sexism thrown in because capitalism is gross and thinks women are nothing more than sexy objects! mentions of sex! ♡summary: being a pro hero is difficult but not as difficult as getting into your skin tight latex suit and sometimes you need your fiancé’s help with it. ♡word count: 700 ♡a/n:NOT PROOF READ. okay so this came to me as i was using baby powder as dry shampoo cause i ran out. I know its suuuuper domestic and could be considered gross and tmi cause of mentions of UTI's and thrush and non-sexy things but i just like to think about doing domestic and mundane things with Katsuki and sometimes those things are gross and personal-anywayyyy hope y'all enjoy the inner workings of my dumbass mind.

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everyone knows that hero customers are complicated and annoying to get into to but what's even more annoying is the fact you have two costumes: one for fighting and actual hero work and one for interviews and press conferences. (your agency thought would be a good idea to have your interview costume a lil sexier, a lil tighter to draw in the fans and make them root for you, as if your skills and hero work wasn't enough but lets face it, being a female in a male dominated industry was difficult and if you wanted to be one of the top few you needed to stand out) anyway, you and Katsuki are at home getting ready for an interview because it was easier to just get dressed at home in the privacy and comfort of your bedroom. There were no frantic assistants, no rushing around trying to get last minute pieces together, there was just you and your fiance listening to music as you helped each other get ready. You thought of how this was your equivalent to a morning routine before you both headed off to the office, and it warmed your heart to think that this is what you would be doing for the rest of your lives (thought you could live without the latex and life threatening situations) The tv softly played reruns of some comedy show you couldn't quite place as Katsuki waited to be called in for assistance.

"'Suki, I need your help please, baby" you stared down at the latex that sat before you. Gleaming in the low light with the body oil you had smeared all over the inside. fuck, why did it have to be so fucking tight! Bakugou comes into the bathroom, already prepared and holding the bottle of baby powder in his massive hands. "Okay, lemme see" he instructed you to spin around to see if you had missed any piece of skin. You were naked from the waist down, not even wearing panties because panty lines ruin the illusion you might as well be wearing regular pants. Katsuki watches you turn, scanning each piece of skin before stopping you. He bends down without a word, shaking the powder into his hand before applying it to the underside of your ass. You could have sworn you had covered every inch of skin.

"I still don't understand why you don't stand up and tell then you don't want to wear this anymore" Katsuki grumbled from below you. "You're always so uncomfortable and you have chronic infections from this shit" he was right. you were constantly flushing your system of UTI’s and yeast infections. the skin tight suit was just not worth it.

Sighing, you turned your head towards the mirror. Staring down at your reflection before flicking your gaze over to Katsuki who was still on his knees and applying powder. God, you felt like a baby being changed by their mother. The first couple of times you had asked Bakugou to help were beyond embarrassing. Stuttering over your words and blushing furiously as he knelt before you. Rough hands gliding over your skin, between your legs, determined to cover you so you could avoid friction burn. When you had asked if he was okay doing that his response was simple. "I eat you out on a regular basis, you think putting baby powder on you is any different?"

"Done" Katsuki announced, standing from his position, hand lightly slapping down on your ass sending a flurry of powder into the air. "Do you need help getting into it?"

You sighed again, admitting defeat as you turned on the tap so Katsuki could wash his hands. "yes please"

The next few minutes are awkward and uncoordinated. With Katsuki's hands lubed up, he held the suit as you stepped into it, careful not to smear any powder onto the outside. You gripped his shoulders for support as you jumped and wiggled into the skin-tight suit, feeling the gross mix of oil and powder smearing into you. The top half was easy, sliding your arms into the holes as Katsuki pulled the rest of the material around your back, zipping it up and clasping the latch shut.

"Are you glad I'm not into latex" Bakugou joked while wiping his hands on the black hand towel. “imagine coming home after wearing that all day and me jumping on ‘ya” he turns away but not before eyeing you up and down, eyes lingering on your ass for a second too long. Katsuki calls from the bedroom, the sound of heavy leather and metal clanking as he threw his costume on the bed. “my turn!”

happiness ☀️✨🌸

Bakugo's forehead

Characters : Bakugo Katsuki/ gender neutral reader

Genre : fluff/ imagines

Masterlist

Ao3

Okay but imagine..

He is your favorite person, and you are his. You two are polar opposites but that's beside the point.

He is loud and obnoxious and you are calm and gentle.

You love walking outside on a summery day intertwining your fingers with his, and he loves holding you in his arms while you lay together in bed.

You love kissing all over his face, and he loves to pretend he doesn't like it.

You love to wake him up in the middle of the night for a late snack, and he loves to scold you for interrupting his beauty sleep while actually waking up to join you.

You love to talk to him about everything and anything, and he loves to listen to you rambling on with such passion.

You love to do things yourself, and he loves to take care of you.

You love to push his hair back and kiss his forehead repeatedly, but it pisses him off for the reason that you keep calling him "cute" everytime you do it.

You can never help it though, he is cute in his own way, and his forehead is one of your favorite spots to kiss.

He gives in everytime you flash him that smile he adores, so he huffs and pouts and lets you do as you please.