Okay But Imagine This For A Sec. Ph!bakugou And Ph!yn Doing The Wired Autocomplete Interview

Okay but imagine this for a sec. ph!bakugou and ph!yn doing the wired autocomplete interview 👀👀

WIRED AUTO COMPLETE INTERVIEW

cw: you n him

sorry i’m imagine a lil press tour thing so again i like imagining yn in her tube top and long pretty maxi skirt and bakugou’s wearing the same brand but in all black with his massive ass prada boots.

same intro but you make bakugou do it this time.

“i hate this shit.”

“just say the line!”

when the director shouts go, bakugou slouches further in his chair.

“hi. it’s katsuki and yn. we’re doing the wired autocomplete interview…. that good enough?”

and you sigh a laugh, “well i was supposed to say my name but—,”

next scene you’re holding bakugou’s google question board and your chairs are noticeably closer together.

“do you ever google yourself?” you ask.

“nah. anything i need to know gets sent to me by you anyway.”

“hey! it’s not my fault people post pictures of you in action or articlesabout you saving a cat from a tree.”

bakugou rolls his eyes.

“out of everythin’ i’ve done in my life.”

you read off the board, “is dynamight… a hero?”

you giggle and bakugou leans forward to read it again. “what dumb BLEEP-ing question is that? no, i’m a villain.”

you nod, “yeah he’s the number one villain.”

bakugou licks across his teeth, “you’d love it if i was.”

“we’re not doing this again!”

“is dynamight… number one?”

to that you pull out your phone, “has this months chart come out?”

he’s always between one or two, fighting with deku for the spot and if todoroki’s had a good month, he might drop to three. that’s only happened twice within his many years.

bakugou grins at you, “what do you think it is without lookin’?”

you purse your lips in thought, “one? you did save that cat from the tree.”

bakugou grunts, “you’re not gonna let go of that are you?”

“why was it so adorable then?” you make a noise of exclamation, “aha i was right, number one!”

you show your phone to the camera, glowing dynamight as number one for the official hero ranking.

bakugou shrugs like it’s normal which to him, it is.

“is dynamight… married to yn?” you flicker your eyes up to the ruby ones beside you, “i dunno dynamight am i?”

“we are in a long term committed official serious exclusive lovin’ relationship,” he lists, more emphasis on every word.

you raise your eyebrows, “you didn’t even answer the question?”

he grumbles under his breath before swinging his hands in the air, “no we’re not married but that’s not my fault. you said you don’t wanna be married yet!”

you laugh, “that’s true. so yeah he’s just my boyfriend. one foot out of line from him and he’s gone.”

“just?” he juts a thumb towards your body, “she’s gonna be the one beggin’ me to marry her.”

“you’d never let me propose to you.”

bakugou huffs, “damn right.”

“is dynamight… on steroids?”

bakugou gasps, leaning forward to read the board correctly. “no fuckin’ way, that one’s there ‘cause of you! you actually had people googlin’ that BLEEP.”

you scratch your arm sheepishly, “i might have joked, emphasis on joked, that katsuki’s so big because he takes ‘roids in that vogue interview…. which obviously isn’t true.”

big crossed muscled arms look back at you. “obviously?” he mimics.

“obviously!”

bakugou shakes his head, biting his cheek to stop his smile from spreading at your face. he takes on a more serious posture, large hands at his knees to speak to the camera.

“in summary, i basically live off protein and meat. a cookie randomly when she makes them.” he cocks his head to you and you smile at the camera, “then mostly focus on my arms to hold my gauntlets and then lots of cardio for stamina, then weights for strength. but mostly my workouts are in quirk training practice too which is specific to me, so it depends on you.”

“was that even helpful?” you say with a frown and bakugou pushes your chair away with his foot, causing a loud screech across the ground. you’re now 90 degrees away from the camera, so you twist around to glare at your boyfriend.

“hey!”

“lets see if any of your answers are gonna be helpful, hah?”

I blame you.. you gave me a piss kink for bakugou 😭 goddamn it, now I imagine in thrusting in me and putting his hand in my lower abdomen and pushing down telling me to relax while I piss and cum all over his cock FUCKKKK

Sorry, not sorry.

Warnings: piss, dubcon to be safe (reader says she doesn’t want it, but likes it).

It’s shameful. Downright pathetic how Bakugou makes you feel sometimes. Like you’re nothing more than his little plaything. A toy for him to use and manipulate whenever he sees fit.

And the worst part? You love it.

It’s the way he deliberately angles his hips to thrust against the same spongy spot inside you as his fingers leave bruising dips in your thighs as he holds you open for him. Spread wide so he can see his thick cock disappear inside your silky depths, watching your cunt leave creamy rings around the base of his cock.

“Look at you,” He grunts, “You’re always so messy, sweetheart.”

But it’s not enough for him, it never is. Not when he can’t get enough of you.

Men like Bakugou Katsuki are greedy, they always want more.

“I don’t like it, Katsuki.” You mumbled, feeling your cheeks heat up at the thought. Shame and embarrassment flowing through your veins at the mere thought so you dreaded to think how you’d feel if you actually did it—

“How do you know you don’t like it if you’ve never tried it, sweetheart?” He hummed, setting a languid pace as he lazily fucked his cock into your warmth.

“I just know,” You mumbled, “It’s embarrassing.”

“It ain’t embarrassing, sweetheart.” He rasped gently, soft vermillion eyes gazed down at you, “It’s real fuckin’ hot, I promise. Let me show you, yeah?”

And of course you’d let him, you always did. You were such a good girl for him, and he always made it worth your while.

His arms loop around your plush thighs, splaying a palm against your pelvis as his thumb presses down on your clit, bullying the sensitive nub as you writhe beneath him. Putting pressure against you so he can feel his cock fucking into you, stretching you open. The sensation has him throbbing inside you, the tightness increasing as he presses down hard.

“Katsuki,” You whine, the pressure swiftly building as you feel it begin to consume you, “S’too much.”

“Nah,” He scoffs, increasing his pace, “It ain’t enough.”

You can feel the unusual sensation beginning to build inside you as you clench your walls around his cock, the muscles in your thighs tighten as you try to stop it from taking over.

“I can feel you holding back, sweetheart.” He groaned, the crude sound of skin against skin filling the air as he changed the angle of his thrusts. His balls slapping against the curve of your ass with each harsh rut of his hips, “Don’t you want me to make you feel good?”

“Yeah, but—”

“So let me, pretty girl,” He cooed, almost innocently. Like he wasn’t trying to make you do something so taboo, “Just let go for me.”

Your cunt throbbed almost painfully as you tried to resist the urge to pee, clamping down around Bakugou’s cock as you held it in. But every sharp thrust had you moving further up his desk as he used his arms to pull you back to him, the tension almost unbearable as you finally snapped. Your climax rolling through your body in harsh waves as you thrashed beneath him, crying out as you clawed at his forearms. Unable to control your body as you felt yourself let go, relieving yourself all over his cock and thighs as your chest heaved and your eyes rolled back.

“Fuck yeah— That’s it,” It was as though a switch was flipped as the sweet, caring Bakugou disappeared to be replaced with a menace. Four fingers worked at your clit furiously while you continued to gush against his cock. The warm stream of piss soaking his skin and dribbling down his thighs as he continued to fuck you through it, “Look at you pissin’ all over my cock.”

The euphoria had you feeling lightheaded as you felt your orgasm roll through you in harsh waves, thighs quivering as the hazy bliss began to fade and all you could hear was the crude squelch of your cunt every time he fucked his cock into you.

“Shit, baby. Look at the fuckin’ mess you made.” He growled, pulling his soaked cock out to slap it against your clit. Sliding it through your bodily fluids as he sucked a breath through his clenched teeth, “My messy fuckin’ girl.”

You were staring wide eyed at the ceiling as you tried to regain your breath, your walls still throbbing from the intense climax as Bakugou leaned down. His softening cock pressed between your bodies as his lips met yours in a sultry kiss, “Told ya you’d fuckin’ like it.”

⇢ pairing: izuku midoriya x fem!reader

⇢ rating: e, 18+

⇢ word count: 14,075 [ao3]

⇢ tags: a/b/o, strippers and strip clubs, knotting, biting, blood, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, soft alpha deku, soulmates lite, aged up characters

⇢ notes : written for @rat-zuki​‘s The Deku Agenda Escapes No One collab - check out the other amazing writers and artists HERE!

⇢ summary: Dancing at the finest omega strip club in town has its advantages - the pay is amazing and you drink for free and you’ve yet to find any other experience that matches the thrill of it. It’s not an especially fulfilling career but it more than pays the bills and you find you can’t complain. 

But then, an unexpected perk comes to you in the form of an alpha unlike any you’ve ever met, with forest green eyes and broad shoulders and a shy smile and a scent that calls to you like a siren song.

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lie detector test w influencer or actor y/n and bkg. Asking all the juicy questions either to each other or from the interviewer. From like Twitter questions/interviewer it would def be juicy funny questions like “who do you think is a better kisser” or some shit and from each other it’s like “do you actually get annoyed when I ___” and just overall gossipy but so funny to see each other intrigued by the answer lol

okay so fuck me because i wrote this and then it didn’t save as a draft so back again. FAVE TYPE OF FICS ARE THE YOUTUBERY JOINT VIDEO INTERVIEWS !!! LOVE THEM !!!!! edit: fank u to those who helped me with the questions !! my brain was not working

bakugou would hate them. he doesn’t get worried about many things, he usually always has his strength and skills to back him up in most cases. but sharing actual intimate feelings, thoughts and opinions with the world isn’t his thing. he likes the way the public only knows what he lets them know though he also knows your questions are gonna push him far out of his comfort zone.

you’re both wearing the same designer. it’s part of the shoot with the magazine and you look stunning. bandeau top and maxi skirt. while he’s in an easy cream linen shirt and black slacks.

“y’look beautiful,” he says to you, honest and true. he drags your hand onto his lap when the makeup artist that was patting your face finally leaves.

“thanks gorgeous but don’t try and butter me up now. i’ve got all my questions ready,” you grin and bakugou answers by pecking your lips.

“you’re not gonna try ruin my name are you?” he smirks and you only shrug.

“maybe.”

he’s strapped up first. velcro bands at his arms and chest. apparently they’re checking his heartbeat and blood pressure. wires at his temples and scattered all over his skin. honestly it reminds him similarly of a mission he was on a few years back and when he was captured but he pushes that to the back of his mind.

“hello everyone! i’m yn and this is—,”

“katsuki.” always katsuki with you in interviews. on his own he’s dynamight. the thought makes your chest heat.

“and we are doing the lie detector test! katsuki’s already wired up so i’m going to be asking some raw, hard hitting questions.”

bakugou’s eyebrows raise and you know he’s dying to say an inappropriate innuendo. you both blink at each other before you burst out laughing and he smirks.

“yeah, what she said.”

the first one is easy but it’s what you want to hear. you already know the answer, you’re sure the whole world does since this isn’t something he keeps a secret.

“do you love me?”

bakugou grins at you. you’re holding a clip board, eyes bright at excitement towards him and he soaks it all up.

“no. not at all,” he says. he sort of regrets it right after because he sees a hint of disappointment behind your eyes. it’s not like he tells you daily and you’ve been together for a year now.

john, the lie detector guy shakes his head behind you. “he’s lying. a lot. his heart rate is high.”

bakugou flexes his fingers, looking down at them, “just checkin’ this shit works.”

you kick his foot, “don’t lie about that!”

bakugou drops his head onto his shoulder, slow smirk, “you know i love you though?”

a rare bakugou katsuki for the viewers. even the crew is leaning in to know more.

you’re all overwhelmed by his attention, whispering a tiny, “shut up.” then, “@dynamiteforever212, dynamite spelt the right way, asks who do you prefer? deku or yn.”

bakugou scoffs, “obviously you. you’re both annoyin’ though, especially together.”

you fake a gasp, hand to your mouth, “you’re jealous of our beautiful friendship.”

“yeah, no. i think i have more benefits with you than he does.”

you chuckle, “you’re so annoying. next question, @virtualizated asks would you be okay waxing my ass hair?”

bakugou breathes out heavy through his nose, not expecting that question. “no. you should keep it.”

you cover your grin with your mouth, “you’re so silly.”

john speaks, “erm, answer is inconclusive.”

you turn back to katsuki, “you’re lying?”

bakugou shakes his head, “yes i would wax your ass. yes you should keep it.”

“you’re nasty.”

“just for you,” he grins and you roll your eyes.

“he’s telling the truth.”

“do you genuinely think you love me more than i love you?”

bakugou scoffs. this is a conversation you have a lot in your relationship. a cute ‘love you’ ‘love you more’ exchange gone wrong. he knows what the truth is and you’re wrong.

“yeah i do. i do. you don’t get it.”

“he’s telling the truth.”

“see it’s true, i do.”

you frown, “no that just means your head’s so big you think you’re right.” you look at the cameras, pointing at bakugou with your thumb, “i love him more.”

he stares down the camera lens, “she’s wrong. i do.”

“we aren’t doing this again.”

“you brought it up baby.”

“just checking you’re still delusional.”

“sure i am.”

you flick through your cards, “@moominsuki asks, do you think i’m more attractive than you?”

bakugou rolls his eyes. these questions feel obvious, don’t the viewers have eyes?

“of fuckin’ course you are. you seen her? you seen yourself?” he points at you, “i pray to whoever’s up there daily that you keep me around another day.”

your smile fights it’s way onto your cheeks and you feel your body getting warm from his attention.

“he’s telling the truth.”

“you say that like you aren’t completely gorgeous.”

“but babe, we’re not the same. i know i’m not ugly but you’re actually different.”

you bite down on your lip before letting go. he tells you this at home but having an audience to this conversation makes you shy. “good different?”

he nods and there’s no room for you to disagree, “miles away from me. good different.”

you both stare each other for a few seconds, him looking longingly, a tilt of his cheek while you can’t stop fidgeting. you look away abruptly, “okay, n-next question!”

“have you been jealous of anyone recently?”

this time bakugou isn’t as quick to answer so already you know the answer.

he groans, throwing his head back but not being able to move from being strapped in the chair. “how are you askin’ me questions you already know the answer to?”

“because when i asked you before, you denied it.”

bakugou tongues the inside of his cheek. looking at you then away. he’s sexy when he’s stubborn. tense jaw, intriguing frown. even his muscles bulge when he crosses his arm across his chest.

“yes i have been.”

you smirk, “when?”

“oi, let’s wait for john to answer.”

you roll your eyes, “john?”

“he’s telling the truth.”

bakugou grunts, “fucker.”

you laugh, “okay when?”

“i’m sure you’re not even allowed this many questions,” he mutters but he still gives in anyway, “when we had that dumb hero event and that guy started flirtin’ with you.”

you roll your lips in your mouth, loving the entertainment, “why were you jealous when you know i love you?”

bakugou blushes, red flushing his neck and the apples of his cheeks. “i am not admitting this in front of the cameras.” he jolts his head to them and you watch all the crew studying you both, eager for an answer.

you cross your arms, “fine.”

“dynamight, could you? just for editing sake?” a staff member chips in and you do too, “come on dynamight!”

he huffs, closing his eyes before opening them, “he looked similar to your ex boyfriend, who i look nothing alike.”

you pout, rubbing your hand across his thigh, “and you know i love you, that’s an irrational thought and—,”

“you’ll always choose me. yeah i know. you all happy now?”

you and the camera crew all begin to nod.

I’m actually melting. This is exactly what I need.

Sitting on his lap while rambling on about anything and everything. Meanwhile he's leaned back, hands everywhere. From waist over hips to thighs, his hands are traveling all across. Excitedly you tell him about your day, about what you did.

Until you stumble upon that one thing that pissed you off. As you go on and on about that one specific person, you also tell him that you dealt with the situation. Just like he told you to do.

Eyes fixated on you, voice deep with a smirk playing on his lips, he goes, "Atta girl."

Leaning forward to litter kisses on your neck, as he mumbles praises, "That's my fucking baby, just like I showed you to do."

Making you stutter in your sentence as he grabs your hips to grind up against you, a low moan slips past his lips, "Always such a good girl, listening and doing as i say."

-

KUROO TETSUROU, ran haitani, sanzu Haruchiyo, rindou Haitani, Atsumu miya, dabi, gojo satoru, iwaizumi hajime, toji fushiguro, bakugou katsuki, bokuto kotaro, nanami kento, Sakusa kiyoomi

— release

Don’t mind me, just feeling self-indulgent today💕

Being Dynamight’s PR manager you were used to getting him out of trouble, it’s only fair he show you some appreciation.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, piss.

Word Count: 1.2k.

“Spread your legs.”

“What?” A fierce heat flooded to your cheeks as you tried to ignore the throb between your thighs at such a blaze request.

Your fingers stilled against your keyboard as you looked up at your boss from across the room. City lights illuminated the empty office as you were the only two left on the floor, the last minute mission reports were almost complete and your body ached from hunching over your computer for so long.

Each time Dynamight faced a destruction of public property charge it always meant staying late, his PR team working overtime to try and arrange reparations. And as his PR manager it meant staying later than the rest of your employees, who were long gone. You’d expected the phone to stop ringing during office hours, but after just getting off the phone with another disgruntled civilian at past ten, you were proved wrong.

“You heard,” He stepped towards you as he carded a hand through his messy hair.

“I should be giving you orders right now, Dynamight,” You hissed, “Do you realise how many complaints I’ve had to address today because of you?”

“People always got shit to complain about,” He scoffed, “I got the guy, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, but maybe you could do it without totalling a building next time?” You sneered.

“I thought you liked staying late in the office with me,” He grinned, walking around the edge of your desk, “You were pretty happy when I had you pressed against my window last month.”

Your heart raced at the memory, your breasts pressed against the cool glass as he pounded into you from behind. His agency was one of the tallest buildings in the city, but there was still a chance that someone could’ve seen you.

“I think you like when I do this shit.” He pressed.

“Oh yeah, I really love spending overtime being berated on the phone.” You rolled your eyes.

“Just hang up on those fuckers,” He shook his head, “They’re always the first to complain when shitty Deku’s not there in time.”

“Unless you’d missed it, my job is to get you out of shit,” You smiled, “Not to make it worse.”

“I thought your job was to do whatever I say.” Large palms pushed your computer chair back from the desk, spinning you to face him.

“My job is to keep you out of trouble,” You crossed your arms over your chest, “Which is why you seem to enjoy making it hard.”

“I think you’re the one that likes making me hard, sweetheart.” You rolled your eyes at his crass humour as his lips curled into a smug grin, “So spread your legs.”

Bakugou’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he watched the way your cute skirt rose further up your thighs as you obeyed, revealing your plain cotton panties to his debauched gaze.

“Good girl.” He growled. You were always so obedient, so easy. The way you were ready and willing to do anything for him at the blink of an eye.

But you needed this too, especially after the day you’d had. You deserved it, and Bakugou was more than willing to give it to you.

“Been thinkin’ about this all damn day,” He groaned, “I shoulda called you into my office earlier.”

“I really need to use the bathroom first, Katsuki.” You mumbled.

A request which fell upon deaf ears as Bakugou settled himself between your plush thighs, broad arms shouldering them further apart as he nuzzled your clothed crotch. Breathing in the scent of you as you involuntarily bucked your hips into his touch, your core throbbing with desire and need.

“So pretty,” He hums, ignoring your request as he places a chaste kiss on your sensitive clit through the fabric, grinning when your body jolts in response, “You been waiting for me all day?”

“Shit,” You whined, hands blindly reaching out for his messy mop of hair as he began to lap at your folds through the thin material. Watching it darken from a mixture of your slick and his spit as your pelvis began to tighten. Trying to chase the pleasure he was giving you and ignore the dull throb that pulsed inside you, desperate for relief, “Katsuki, I really have to pee first.”

You could coax him to the bathrooms, let him pound you over the sinks as he’d done so many times before after you’d given yourself the relief you were craving. Being sat autonomously at your desk for so many hours as you tried to repair the mess that Dynamight had created, you’d lost track of time and basic human needs. His warm hands smoothing along your inner thighs reminded you of just how desperately you needed to go.

If Bakugou heard your pleas, he chose to ignore them. Palming himself through his slacks as he lapped at your sensitive clit through your panties.

You were certain you wouldn’t be able to hang on for much longer, trying to close your thighs around his head in a feeble attempt to hold yourself back for a little longer— to stop yourself from humiliating yourself in front of your boss.

Bakugou’s fingers curled beneath the fabric as he pulled them down your thighs, leaving them settled around one of your ankles as he spread you apart with his thumbs.

“Kats,” You groaned, your cunt clenched from the throb in your pelvis, “Please.”

“Ain’t no one stopping you, sweetheart.” He rasped, leaning forward to press a soft kiss against your puffy clit.

The contact with your bare cunt had your hips jerking, throwing your head back against the headrest as you felt your pelvis throb. All conscious thoughts swirling from your mind as you finally allowed yourself to relax and succumb to the desire. The euphoria almost mind-numbing as a warm stream began to trickle from between your thighs.

“Oh fuck, baby. That’s it—” Bakugou groaned as he watched through half-lidded eyes. His cock throbbing beneath his slacks as he watched you relieve yourself in front of him, “So pretty.”

Bakugou smoothed his thumb along your slit, following the warm stream as your hole clenched around nothing from the contact. Embarrassment had your heart pounding in your chest as your eyes clenched shut, your hands gripping onto the arms of your chair as you tried to close your thighs.

“Don’t,” Bakugou snarled, slapping your cunt as the wet sound echoed around the empty Office. You gasped at the contact as your eyes snapped open, “Look at me.”

The painful throb was now replaced with white hot bliss that coursed through your veins as your eyes rolled back, your lips parted in a desperate whine as he pulled back to watch you with his intense crimson gaze.

“Oh fuck,” You bit down on your lower lip hard as you emptied your bladder, finally beginning to feel your body relax as the intense throb from your clit took over. Desperate for any kind of contact as you rolled your hips into Bakugou’s touch.

“You’re so perfect, you know that?” He hummed, his fingers brushing along your wet slit before pushing inside your tight core, stealing all the air from your lungs, “My dirty girl.”