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Boyfriend scenarios :) deku baku shoto

Once again, I'm very sorry this took as long as it did, I will have to admit that I completely forgot that I still hadn't finished the parts from the other characters!

@emmy420 this request was yours and I really hope you find it adequate <3

Also yes I did say I would be posting all day but I wasn't being lazy, it just took me forever to write ichigos and todos scenarios because I like to keep em quite long and I gotta plan what I write and stuff and see if it aligns with canon... Stuff like that, so I was writing literally all day but I was just working on two pieces :)

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Warning: Some NSFW content, snakes, needles, slight mentions of depressive episode...

Shouto Boyfriend Scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

You have a snake. Now, when Shouto comes over to your house for the first time to come face to face with a California Kingsnake sat snug in its enclure he merely freezes, confused and concerned.

You hadn't said anything about a pet snake, had you possibly forgotten you had one?

"Ah, sorry about Crowbar. Kinda forgot to tell you about him."

Well, that answered his question...

There was something he was even more concerned about though.

"Why did you name him... Crowbar?"

You don't even look at him as you tell him the most concerning thing he's heard in his life, making him do a double take as he thinks about the crisp imagery that you've now planted in his head.

"If someone breaks in, I don't have a Crowbar, but I have him. I reckon he's heavy enough to have the same effect. He is getting a little fat..."

The hotpocket behind you merely blinks at you and moves on from this cursed conversation as fast as he can, trying not to think about what you just said, or the way that you babytalk your pet... Snake... In the background.

"...

So what subject are we studying today?"

"Aw, come on, Sho, don't be like that. Come say hi. He's very friendly, and he doesn't bite."

He doesn't hear the "often" that you mutter under your breath at the end of your sentence, but he doesn't need to. He simply gives the snake an unimpressed look and says hi, like you told him to. He did what you asked, so why do you still want to be mad at him.

"He's not that scary..."

Shouto simply sighs and hugs you around your waist, nodding his head. He's not really afraid of the little... Creature. It's just a little unnerving how it stares at him the way it does.

"Aw, I think he's got a crush on you..."

At this point he's back to being unimpressed as he pulls away from the hug, nonchalantly pulling the schoolbooks from his bag while ignoring you and your little muffled giggles.

He walks in on you changing

You change out of your uniform the second you get back to your room, expecting Shouto, who had come back with you, to be a little longer in the bathroom. You were wrong.

Which is exactly what lead you to this predicament.

Todoroki stands frozen at the door to your room as you slip a shirt on, the both of you still with shock before you snatch your shirt down, now fully in your pyjama clothes.

He had only seen your bra, which was new and pink, since you decided to treat yourself for no reason when you were out with YaoMomo, Tsu, Mina, and Ocha the other day. You were wearing the cute underwear set because even though noone would see it, it still boosted your confidence a little and made you feel pristine.

Noone would see it, you thought.

Well, fuck.

He quickly backs out of the room with an unphazed expression once he recovers though, and shuts the door as he leaves, and what makes this even more embarrassing is that he's just gone back into the en suite bathroom, and you guess he's just waiting there.

What a pure, golden boy. Such a gentleman. You can't stop yourself from snickering, your cheeks puffed as you cover your mouth, trying not to laugh at the situation.

"You-... You can come out of the bathroom now, Sho... You're not banished."

Slowly, the door opens again, more light from the blurred bathroom window flooding into your room as you watch your boyfriend shyly come out, looking you over again as if to make sure that you're decent for real.

"I-... I'm sorry I walked in on you. I would never mean to make you uncomfortable, and I wouldn't do that kind of thing on purpose-"

You cut him off with an exasperated laugh and some over the top hand gestures, letting him know that everything is absolutely fine, and that you know he's not that kind of person. In fact, that's the reason you're laughing about it. You just feel so safe around him, and you're comfortable with him seeing you like that because you know that he's a genuinely good person. It's the very reason you love him after all.

He's so chivalrous and kind, despite the fact that you can be borderline annoying sometimes, and he would never treat you unfairly, or betray the trust that you two have built over the years that you've been friends.

"You're an absolute sweetheart. You know I love you right?"

He definitely knows, and you can tell by the soft smile on his face and the eased, relaxed look on his face as he talks to you.

You get a new piercing

It hurt when you went to get your septum, but it really wasn't that bad. You can recall math tests more painful than that.

Nevertheless, Shouto was there, sitting and watching the needle as it passed through the skin of your nose. He was nervous for you, and wanted to come as emotional support. Really, that translated into "I want to be there so you can emotionally support me as I watch you get this done"

You didn't mind, and he was brave during the appointment, so that's a plus for sure. What was less pleasant for you was the full inspection he did afterwards, when the two of you had gotten back to your house. He tilted your head and stared at your nose until you had to bat his hands away, laughing at his curiosity.

He was just so interested. Why do people do this? Do you have a secret metal quirk he doesn't know about? All sorts of conspiracies were fluttering around that coulourful head of his. He wanted to know why people do this, and why they found it attractive. Most of all he wanted to know why he found it attractive.

It was tender and painful and it hurt to move it. Not to mention the many times he would snicker because you'd accidentally punch yourself in the face and knock it. Changing the sheets? Punch in the face. Itchy nose? Punch in the face, miscalculated where your arm was going while reaching for something? Punch in the face.

He did try to help whenever he could though, and would make warm salt water for you every morning and night so that you could disinfect it. He would buy you wound spray, and cotton buds, and one day he came home with a whole new septum ring for you. He'd said that it reminded him of you and thought it would look cute on you, so he bought it for you, and then refused to let you thank him or pay him back or anything.

You couldn't help but feel your heart tug with every small gesture of love, and the way that he would look after you without you asking.

He sees you crying

The summer almost always bums you out. It's hot and miserable and everybody's going out without you and your motivation goes straight down the drain. You had mentioned this 'summer blues' to your boyfriend Sho, and he'd said that any time you feel like this, you were to call him.

He'd made sure you knew it was of no negative consequence to him, and would never bug, or annoy, or inconvenience him, because you were his first and most important priority. Even concerning hero work. Hes just human like that.

And you trust your boyfriend, and could really do with not spiraling down the dissociative, isolated rabbit hole that makes you want to delete your socials and drop off the map forever. The feeling that makes you want to run away from the real world and hide. At the time it feels nice. It's calming and lonely and you like it, but when you're out of that headspace, it just feels dangerous. It's anxiety inducing to think about.

So as soon as you start feeling like you want to hide away, when you stop replying to text messages and you start muting the group chats, leaving everyone on delivered and refusing to leave the house, you muster up the courage to call your boyfriend. You want your boyfriend. You want a hug.

He answers the call, having been studying in his room to pass the time after a training session, but immediately stands from where he was seated and abandons his work when he hears your shaky breath on the other side of the call, his eyebrows narrowed into a worried frown.

"What's wrong? I'll be there soon. Are you feeling lonely?"

You almost nod your head, straining your voice to whisper through the phone.

"Yea..."

He smiles and makes his way to your house, letting you know when he'll be there, and you hang up the phone to let him walk without distraction. It's only a twenty minute walk.

As soon as your half and half boy is with you, walking through the door, he makes his way to your room and smiles at you, greeting you and telling you how nice it is to see you in your little hermit cave, eliciting a little laugh out of you as a soft thumb wipes away the tears in your eyes.

He helps you run a bubble bath and makes some tea with you, letting you participate in helping him to keep you active and distracted, and the two of you find yourselves enjoying the quality time together.

You keep the door to the bathroom open slightly as you bathe, so Sho can't see you, but he can talk to you through the door every so often, which isn't that uncommon when the two of you have a lazy day together, and you let him use your Netflix and Disney plus since he doesn't necessarily get to lounge or relax as well in his home with Enji Todoroki.

You were glad to give him the break he needed from his family, and he was glad to be here with you and cheer you up. Words can't explain how pleased he felt when you told him how much better you'd felt.

You bleed on his bed

Enji is going to be furious if he finds out. Oh god. You're in trouble.

You wake up, feeling a familiar wetness between your legs and the deeply uncomfortable feeling of blood escaping your body in the slowest possible way. You stare at the stain you left behind, dreading the fact that you're going to have to tell Sho what you did.

Your cheeks glow bright red with shame as you clutch your belly, getting a painful cramp that has you moaning in pain.

This is what wakes your boyfriend up. Groggily, he blinks his eyes open until they're no longer blurred with sleep, taking in your panicked looking form as you sit upright on his bed, staring down at the mattress. At first he thinks you've had a nightmare, it's almost pitch black in the room and it takes a while for his eyes to adjust to the lack of light, but only then does he realise that you seem a little too panicked for just a nightmare.

Your eyes are wide and you tremble with panic and worry, hiding your face in your hands and wracking you brain for answers on what to do about this. Sure Sho might not be as upset about it, but Enji is going to see it sooner or later and you're gonna get some real heat for it. That's fucking humiliating.

Your thoughts are interrupted by another painful cramp, your ovaries causing havoc on the rest of your body right now. You can't help but whine softly, alerting the dual-coloured boy to your problem.

He sits up slowly, frightening you for a second because you were so lost in your own head and your thoughts that you didn't even notice the shift in the mattress or the rustling of the sheets.

"Babe?... Did you... Have some sort of nightmare?"

Oh god. His voice is raw and riddled with sleep and it only makes him sound adorable to you, causing your heart to melt where you crouch in his bed.

You've lifted your butt off of the mattress as to not stain it any more, and when Todoroki notices where your eyes are trained as soon as you move your hands away, he lets out an unbothered little "oh".

'"oh"'?? What is that supposed to mean? You repeat what he said in your head, wracking your brain for answers once again, wondering if it's an angry '"oh"' or just a confused one.

You don't have to worry for very long though, when you feel a hand on your lower back, and a soft little kiss on your cheek.

"Go and take a shower, I'll take care of it and we can go back to sleep. It's okay, it... happens".

The poor boy is a little confused at first, and maybe just a little panicked and traumatised at the sight of fresh blood coming out of your... vagina...? But he recovers quickly so as not to worry you, when he remembers everything that Fuyumi taught him. This is normal for you.

He grimaces, because how women can go through this sort of thing and not be mentally impacted and scarred for the rest of their lives is really beyond him. You must be very strong. Part of him wonders where all of this blood is coming from, too, since he reckons if he bled as much as you, he would be dead in about a minute and a half.

He shakes the thoughts away, wanting to pay attention to you and take care of you, because the sweet thing believes that you're deserving of it no matter what, and when he guides you to the bathroom with the softest towel you've ever felt and leaves his room to fetch some of his sister's pads, you feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

He gives you an entire pack and promises to buy more for you to put in his en suite despite your insistence that he doesn't need to, and he changes the sheets for you and gives you a comfy pair of his shorts and underwear to sleep in.

And when you're both back in bed, cuddling and basking in eachothers' presence, he heats up his hand just barely and uses it to warm you up and hold your belly. He has no idea how much it means to you.

Boyfriend scenarios :) deku baku shoto

Going through these steadily lol now it's izukus turn, and then I'm gonna try to write a part 2 for all of the characters I've done

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Izuku boyfriend scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

He knew you were the one when he came over to your house for the first time ever and his eyes landed on the little hedgehog having a nap in its little enclosure.

Immediately his eyes were sparkly and wide and his whole face lit up.

He walks towards the cage with every intent on becoming besties with your pet, whom you'd named Caesar because you thought it was funny.

You knew Izuku was the one because he understood the reference.

"Oh! Because of the spikes? It references Caesar's death, right? He was s-stabbed with twenty-three knives..."

He lets out a nervous chuckle, wondering why you couldn't just give him a less cursed name like... Harold... Or something, and he sweatdrops slightly as you giggle, taking Caesar out of his little home and watching with amusement as Izukus beautiful green eyes follow your every movement.

You hold the little animal in your cupped hands, giving your boyfriend an encouraging look as he nervously shuffles away, not wanting to be stabbed.

"It's okay, Izu. He's very friendly! You just gotta hold him gentle, it doesn't hurt at all..."

He hesitantly outstretches both of his hands, looking at little Caesar like he's just a little kid again. He's got that spark of wonder in his eye that lights your whole world up, and when he takes the little rodent carefully and slowly, looking up at you to seek your approval, he gasps and smiles at the feeling of the rodent's little feet on his hands.

"It's so adorable- and it doesn't hurt- I wonder how distantly they're related to the porcupine family, if even at all- do they make noise?! What do they eat??-"

You giggle and try to calm the boy down, but seeing him get so overexcited because of something so precious to you like a pet has your heart doing leaps into you throat.

This boy is an absolute sweetheart, and whenever you need someone to look after little Caesar while you're away, the first person you call is Izuku.

You teach him all kinds of things about hedgehogs during his first visit that he's so enamoured he doesn't even realise you have a cat too until it jumps into his lap, subsequently frightening the life out of the poor boy. You could see his ghost practically leave his body and you're suddenly relieved that you put your rodent back in its enclosure because you know it would've gone flying just now.

The laugh that forces its way out of your throat is loud and joyful, and even as you nearly choke on the joyful noise you can see Izuku joining you by your side, petting your fluffy cat and watching as it purrs.

"Wai-... Has your cat not tried to... eat Caesar?..."

You laugh at that, summoning your cat with a tut of your teeth and petting the attention seeking creature as it covers you in its fur.

"Luckily, no. He wouldn't be very pleasant to eat, I don't think..."

He walks in on you changing

He's a blushing mess as he stands in front of you, completely frozen in shock and panic. He had only come into your dorm unannounced because you were expecting him, but now he stands in front of you, and you're stood in front of him.

And you're clad in only panties. You look at him with wide, startled eyes and in your blind panic, you throw the nearest item at his head, an almost-empty bottle of hand cream.

It hits him straight between the eyes and he still doesn't react, staring at your boobs like he only just noticed you had them.

"Izuku Midoriya!"

That catches his attention. Finally. He tears his eyes away from your chest, which you cover with your arms, and looks you in the eye, knowing he's in trouble. Noones ever used his full name like that except for his mother, and he's a little afraid.

There's already a little blue bump appearing between his eyebrows where he was smacked in the head, and he stares at you as if you had just blessed him with the image of Jesus Christ himself.

Oh, wow. This is the first time you've ever seen shy boy aroused. Now, that changes things.

You raise an eyebrow at your partner, smirking at him and pushing your breasts up a little, making his eyes trail down once again. He's shaky and embarrassed and his face has gone more red than his shoes, but there's a significant tent in his pants that has you surprised at how large it is.

Yes, he's such a gentleman and has the most respect in the world for you, so you just knew it was big, but having your suspicions confirmed is a whole other thing.

"Aw, are they really that nice?~"

He nearly combusts at your doorway, and thankfully he had enough sense to close the door at the start.

You get a new piercing

Ever since he had seen you half naked that one time, he'd had some kind of obsession with your boobs.

When you would wear low-cut tops, you would catch him staring. When you were making out, he would massage and kiss them. He likes to leave hickeys there whenever he could, and he had memorised every freckle and scar there like they were constellations.

So, while he was continuously busy with training and studying and the two of you had literally no time to be alone together, you had gotten them pierced.

They were predicted to be completely healed by the time his birthday came around, so you waited, and you took good care of them, and cleaned them every day.

So now, on the day of Izuku's birthday, after all of the celebrations and the cake and singing, you took him to your room to give him his last gift of the day, and arguably, his favourite.

He gives you a somewhat confused look, because obviously, the sweetheart expects nothing like this from you, and was happy to wait until you felt comfortable enough. So he tilts his head like a intrigued puppy, and follows the trail your hands make to your shirt as you start to unbutton it.

His eyes go about as wide as dinnerplates and he can't even stutter out a "wai- a-are you sure-? It's okay i-if you don't wanna go t-the whole way or a-anything-!!" before you've completely shed your top and start to work on your bra.

The second the bra is off, you could hear a pin drop as your boyfriend almost chokes, staring up at you and taking in the sight before him.

Beautiful, round tits bedazzled with little heart piercings fill his vision, and immediately he is rock hard. But he ignores it. So many questions fill his head as he stares and studies your body, and you don't even feel self conscious because you can see it in his eyes that he's having the time of his life.

He looks back up at you aa if silently asking for permission, reaching a hand out with the hesitance of a skittish cat.

When he actually gets to touch one, his mind goes blank. He was thinking about so many things before, like when you managed to get them and how they've healed so well, and if this was why you winced every time you jostled your chest too much (because he noticed that, apparently, but trusted you to talk to someone about it if you thought it was serious enough. Though he was seriously getting ready to talk to Recovery Girl about breast cancer pretty soon).

But now, all is quiet in his his head, and the only thing he can think about right now is how nice they are. They're so soft, and the metal is so intriguing and complements them perfectly. They're so, so pretty that he wants to lick them.

Even days after you've given him his last birthday present of the year, he's still in recovery, and he thinks part of him died and came back to life that night.

He sees you crying

The first time he had seen you actually crying it was like his heart had shattered into a million little pieces. He was so worried, because you were always so cheerful, and yet you looked so sad... so tired.

It turns out, that you'd had a few consecutive weeks of bad sleep. And that kind of thing fucks people up.

You had been told by Recovery Girl that you had been afflicted with an awry quirk.

You couldn't sleep until five in the morning and then you woke up again at eight, and you had carried on like this until you went into sleep debt.

So now, you're in an absolutely foul mood. Your body hurts and you can literally feel your brain and organs working overtime to keep you healthy, but you still feel like literal dog shit.

It takes the right dose of sleeping meds and Izukus calming voice and cuddles to get you finally knocked out again, and once you're snoring peacefully, he wipes the tear tracks off of your face and stays with you to keep you safe and warm. He prefers to keep an eye on you as well, since he's paranoid that you may have a negative reaction to the meds, and is ready to carry out Recovery Girl's emergency orders that she gave in case anything goes wrong.

He stays by your side protectively until you wake up again like a guard dog, ready to make you breakfast when you wake up and bring you a glass of water, teasing you about your snoring and making you flush in embarrassment.

You bleed on his bed

Netflix plays on Izuku's TV as the two of you cuddle and talk, the mossy-haired boy laying little pecks across your cheek as you nuzzle him and wrap your arms around his waist.

You're in his home now, since you have a week off for the holiday.

He has his leg slotted between yours as he huddles as close as he can physically get, and in the warmth and comfort of the embrace, you don't even think about the way that your lower belly cramps up a little, or the heat between your thighs.

Izuku does though. He tilts his head a little and furrows his eyebrows, wondering why his thigh feels kind of slicked up and... wet.

All it takes is for him to reach a hand down to touch his thigh to confirm that he's not, in fact, hallucinating, and when he brings calloused fingers back out from under the warm duvet his face pales and cold panic surges through his veins.

He's not even grossed out because he's too panicked to care. All he wants to know is why there's blood on his leg.

His little whimper is what catches your attention, and before you can even think to ask what's wrong, he's immediately going a mile a minute.

"Theres- b-blood-! Are you bleeding? Am I bleeding?!"

The way that he unceremoniously falls out of the bed in an ungraceful pile of sheets is almost funny, but you're too confused and worried to laugh right now, and now you know why.

As Izuku takes the sheets to the floor with him, your inner thighs are exposed to the low light in the room cast by the TV. Your heart just about stops.

You let out a yelp as you scramble off of his, now stained, sheets, feeling embarrassed and ashamed, and immediately Izuku feels bad for making such a big deal out of it.

In the course of what could only be ten seconds, you're ushered into Izuku's bathroom as he gathered his comfiest clothes for you, carrying them in his arms while he shows you where all of his mom's sanitary products are.

You had never told him about your cycle, but you can be sure he's gonna make use of that notepad and pen of his to keep track of it for you, since you're apparently useless at it. He would never say or think that though, he just cares a lot about you, and shows it by taking interest in everything about you.

Naturally, being raised with only a female presence as a real life role model, he is very in touch with his feminine side, and has absolutely no ill feelings towards your period, and while you clean yourself up in his shower, he asks his mom to make you a hot water bottle while he rushed to the store to get you all of the chocolate in the world and the pads he thinks you'd like the best.

He briefly remembers you saying something about winged pads cutting your inner thighs and chafing you, and he remembers just how much you bled in such a short amount of time with a small wince, and he gets you medium flow with no wings, and tampons for when you need them.

The second he comes back he's knocking on the bathroom door and taking your ruined shorts to his washing machine, because obviously he knows how to get bloodstains out.

You can't help but think to yourself how lucky you are, and the thought brings a few tears to your eyes.

@emmy420 part 2 of your request for Katsuki! :)

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Katsuki boyfriend scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 2

You dye your hair

You sit on your bed watching TV and letting the bleach in your hair develop, as you were planning on going blonde again to match Katsuki.

Sure, it was a little impulsive, but you just wanted to see his reaction.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of your phone ringing as it sits next to you on your bed. The phone buzzes as katsukis face pops up on screen, a photo of him that you had taken while his guard was down. You had refused to delete it when you realised how cute it was, and he refused to forgive you for days after that, fake pouting and teasing you until your begged him for his forgiveness.

You can feel the buzzing on your legs as the vibrations travel through the mattress, and you beam at the thought of talking to your boyfriend right now.

You grin as you accept the call in seconds, greeting him with a purr as he checks in on you. He hasn't seen you all day, and you can tell that he misses you.

"Hey baby~ I'm just dying my hair right now, what about you, what have you been doing today?"

He completely ignores your question in favour of marching straight towards your dorm. He was going to visit later anyway, but now he wasn't going to bother dropping his bags back at his room. He wanted to see this.

"You're what now? I'm coming over, because I need to see this. You're such a dumbass. If it's bright orange or some shit like that I'm buzzcutting your head. You're going bald."

He has a mean smile on his lips and you can tell, but it only makes you laugh louder as he opens your door, his phone in his hand and the call still active.

He walks in to see you with fresh bleach in your hair, the previously darker colour lifting out and going yellowish.

"... Ta da?"

"You're such a dumbass... Are you gonna leave it like that after? Or are you gonna go another colour?"

He smiles softly as he looks straight at you, thinking about how nice you would look as a blonde.

"I'm gonna tone it, I wanted us to match."

He's so weak for you. He wears that wobbly little smile as you practically knock his feet from under him with your answer, and he simply plants himself down by your side, sitting and watching your movie with you as he tries not to show how much that affected him.

"'Kay. I'm helping."

He finds out you have no father

The two of you were talking about your plans for the summer when it came up in conversation. It's not exactly something you avoid talking about in general, but it's also something you never actively wanted to discuss either.

"I'm gonna be at you house a lot so... hope your parents don't mind. If they do, I don't care."

He was being stubborn as always, and you sweatdrop as you let him know that your mom's going to be away for a friend's hen-do for about a week, and that she's already given you permission to have friends over.

"What about your dad?"

"What dad, lmao?"

He simply looks at you for a second, caught off guard by your cursed joke and the new information that's been presented to him. So, it's just you and your mom then, huh.

He always wondered why he only ever saw your mom around the house and no father. It makes sense that there's none to be found.

"That-... Huh..."

He's genuinely speechless by the nonchalant way you said it, nodding his head and losing his stubborn, tough exterior. Where did your dad go, anyway?

He thinks you must be a mind reader because as soon as he processes that thought you're already answering like he voiced it.

"He just left when I was kid. We still don't have milk to this day"

He chokes on his laugh. Another joke?

"It's okay, you can laugh. It's funny-"

You're laughing at your own joke and your boyfriend's hesitance to laugh himself, walking along the pathway to your house and giggling still, even as you put the keys in your door.

"So that's why when you hold my hand, you just hold my pinkie, huh? Cute"

Okay, now it's your turn to flush pink and go quiet, retaining your embarrassed smile and pretending to be mad, though Katsuki can see straight through your act like glass.

"S-shut up"...

He sees you getting catcalled

Katsuki likes to take you on walks very often. He says it keeps you both healthy and that he refuses to have a lazy girlfriend. In reality, he just likes to feed the ducks with you. It's his favourite pastime.

The two of you are just chatting, your boyfriend finally relaxing after a long and stressful day, and finally feeling like he can properly be your boyfriend and take you out.

"Sorry I've been busy lately."

"Don't apologise, I think it's amazing that you're putting everything into your dream."

You smile up at him, squeezing his hand in yours and properly taking in his appearance as you walk by the river, the water reflecting the beautiful orange and pink sunset.

He's wearing his favourite black tank top that he won't let you steal from him, and a loose pair of cargo pants that he had changed into after training, his firm chest and arm muscle teasing you with their appearance. He looks so good, and you can't take your eyes off of him.

All goes well, and your date is peaceful as you and Katsuki sit at your favourite bench, until you hear the voice of a man catcalling somebody. At first you don't realise he's talking to you, but when you do, your heart sinks.

"What's up, baby? You lookin' for some dick?! I wanna drink the milk outta your tiddies!"

What the fuck?

It's just a shitty feeling. It feels predatory, and unsafe. It's embarrassing, and uncomfortable and every time you hear that little whistle, and the vulger words coming out of a man's mouth, you wish you could say something back, but every time, you freeze.

How else could you react to something like that? These men are dangerous and unpredictable, and you're not willing to put yourself in danger for your pride, because you can't back it up with strength like Katsuki.

Speaking of Katsuki, he can feel the way that you freeze. How your breathing fastens and you shift closer to him. He can practically feel the discomfort radiating from you in waves. And he's livid.

You bring your hands up to cover your chest, even if it's already covered with a loose, oversized shirt that you had stolen from your boyfriend, and you avert your gaze down to the floor in shame, your cheeks red as tears gather in your eyes.

Katsuki hates to see you cry. He really, really fucking hates it.

"What the fuck did you just say?... Don't you wanna say that shit to me? Say it again, I fucking dare you. You're a fucking disgusting pig- You're a grown-ass man, and you're saying that shit to girls? Fucking pitiful. Grow the fuck up."

By now your boyfriend has left your side in favour of grabbing this balding, fourty-something year old man by the throat, letting off little explosions from his fingertips and scorching the guys neck.

When he pulls away, he wipes his hand on his sweats, disgusted to have touched such a piece of shit, and he leaves the guy on the floor, a little dark spot on his pants where he peed a little from that frankly terrifying confrontation with the blonde.

You're not even remotely upset with him for threatening a civilian, you're just thankful that he stood up for you, feeling so relieved that you had him there with you.

You spend the rest of the night in his arms, shedding a couple of tears because of how objectified you felt, while he cuddles you in bed and tells you how smart you are, and how proud he is of you.

You couldn't ask for a better man.

You watch a horror movie with him

Your eyebrows raise in interest as you watch a murder documentary, listening intently while your boyfriend looks at you like you've grown a second head.

It's dark in the room and the curtains are drawn, the only light coming from the TV in front of you while you share a bag of popcorn with him.

The last in the documentary had murdered a fair few of her husbands with rat poison or something like that, and had worked her way to becoming rich from the money of her victims.

"You... aren't taking notes, are you?..."

He's only half joking, a little perturbed by your morbid interest in something so grim, but you only laugh in response, smooching his cheek affectionately and cuddling into his side.

"I hope that answers your question~"

"Remarkably enough, no, it doesn't."

You hold back another boisterous laugh, placing your hand on his chest as he cuddles closer into you. It's too late now, he suggested this because he was being a cheeky motherfucker and wanted to see you all cute and scared. The plan went sideways, and then back on itself and then sideways again. Oh well, he can't back out now, he's a man of pride, damnit.

Of course, you notice the way holds onto your waist a little tighter, and you hear the little shocked expletives muttered under his breath when an especially gory detail comes up.

Lord, save him.

Sleeping that night is a hard task for him, and he clings to you like a koala even as you sleep like a baby, so when you wake up the next morning and make breakfast for a crusty Katsuki with a serious case of bedhead and panda eyes, you can't help but coo at him as you attempt not to burst out laughing.

He gets accidentally turned on

Shit.

He was sitting at his desk like usual, staring out the window while waiting for you to arrive, but he must've been too wrapped up in his own thoughts because when you entered the room, he didn't even realise.

The room is bright and well lit in the early morning and it's just you and a couple of other people, since you're about ten minutes early, and everyone's chatting and distracted except for him.

You smile and sit on his desk, not quite startling him, but catching him by surprise as he looks forward and is met with the sight of your thighs right in front of his face.

They look so soft and thick... He bets they'd make a great pair of earmuffs.

When you shimmy a little on his desk, he watches them move and sees a pair of light pink panties under your skirt, which had ridden up from all of your movement.

"... Katsuki?-"

His head snaps up to meet your eyes with his own, his face red.

"You look a little... constipated... Are you okay?"

He only grunts in reply, turning his head away quickly and crossing his legs to hide the awkward boner he's sprouted in class. Shit. You're so fucking hot, he can't take it anymore.

His breathing quickens as he tries every trick in the book to calm himself down, making you very aware of what you've done.

"Aw... Can't contain yourself, Katsuki?"

You smirk at him, not bothering to pull your skirt down because apparently you've decided to be a menace this morning.

"Fuck you."

He walks in on you masturbating

You were just taking some time to yourself to do some self-service. Katsuki's been gone the entire day to get some extra training done, meanwhile you lay in his dorm room, watching TV and doing some self care while you wait for the time to pass.

The arousal stirs in your belly as you get a message from your favourite blonde.

'Can't fucking wait to see you tonight.'

You know he probably didn't mean for that message to be as sexual as it was, but you can't help but feel needy at the thought of him getting back just to eat you out and fuck you senseless.

It drives you absolutely mad, and the imagery of what Katsuki probably looks like right now, sweating and panting as his muscles swell from exertion, had you reeling and warmth pooling between your thighs.

You just feel so empty, and you're filled with desire as you keep letting your thoughts wander to him.

It certainly helps that you feel pretty right now, so you feel no shame or embarrassment. Your hair is fresh from the shower you took earlier and your skin is clear after your intense routine.

You feel well preened and as you let your hand trail down your belly, past the band of your (Katsuki's) sweats and into your panties, feeling the damp fabric cling to your throbbing cunt.

The curtains are drawn and it's dark in the room, just the way you like it, and your form is hidden beneath the duvet on your boyfriend's bed, covered with the sheets the two of you had picked out together, since he knew you would be spending a lot of time in his room. He wanted you to have a say in the decoration so that you felt more at home there.

The memory only has you hotter for him. He's an amazing man, and the best aprtner you could answer, and you find yourself wanting to give him all of you just to make him feel good. You would do anything for him, you were so completely in love.

Your finger slowly starts to massage your clit, rubbing in little circles and dipping down to gather slick from your folds, your back arching slightly as you lift up a leg, writhing from the much needed pressure on your aching clit.

However, the second you hear the door click, you freeze. It's already too late, and Katsuki is cut off mid sentence when he finally sees you, taking in your flushed face, your hair that's strewn across his pillows, and the hand that's dipped beneath the covers on his bed. On his bed.

God, as if this isn't driving him crazy enough, there's something about you doing this in his bed, dressed in his clothes, that has him fucking feral.

He can see your breasts through the thin fabric of his white tank top, and the colour of your areola, as well as some side-boob that immediately has him at full mast in his loose pants.

He might actually die.

He grins at you evilly, making your blood run cold as you flush just as red as the blood flowing through your veins, while you scooch further away and panic.

"I- it's not what it looks like!-"

When has that line ever worked, you chastise yourself.

"Oh? 'Sure looks like you're fucking yourself to me."

Well, now what are you supposed to say to that?

"And in my bed? Did you miss me that much?~"

You feel another wave of slick soak your underwear and your fingers as your legs remain pressed closed, your thighs squeezing together beneath his sheets.

You're literally gushing for him.

So when he joins you on the bed slowly, waiting for any amount of hesitance from you and recieving only an eager whine in response, he's about ready to literally engulf you. He wants to kiss and lick and bite every bit of skin he can get his hands on.

He knows you like to keep warm, and that you can get a little shy at times, so instead of tearing the covers from you like an animal, like he wants to, he exercises some self restraint, and joins you under the covers in the low light of the room, your movie long forgotten.

He slides his hand down your belly, resting his body on top of yours and trapping you beneath the wall of muscle that is his chest, laying gentle kisses and nips to your neck that has you shivering and your breath hitching.

It looks like he was right, and he's very amused as his suspicions are proven correct, his fingers ghosting over soaked panties and slick fingers that rest between closed thighs.

"I can't help it- you're just- ugh! You're so-"

You don't even have the words to describe him as you stare at his god-like figure above you, but you communicate it well enough with the unintelligible whines you breathe out into his neck.

Great, now his ego is boosted.

"You're so wet for me, you're driving me fuckin' crazy."

His kinks, and the body part he's obsessed with

Katsuki's an absolute slut for biting. He always wants to leave marks on your body as evidence that he was there, and that partly feeds into his breeding kink, because he specifically likes to bit you, hard, on the neck while filling you up with his cum.

You can bet he buys the extra thin feel comdoms because he needs to feel the way your walls clench and quiver around him, but he won't tell you that unless you're in the heat of the moment, when he mutters, and literally growls into your ear how much he just loves to feel your insides and fill you up.

Your sure he has a specific kink for oral as well, because you would never have thought he'd be so needy to have you sit on his face literally every other day.

At first you were a little shy to do it, because what if you taste bad, or what if he doesn't like your smell? It's not like you can control it... So you were hesitant. He had bared with the skittishness the first time, because he loves you, but the second time, he had to push your hips away and reprimand you.

You were mortified that he was pushing you away, until he spoke, and then you were just stunned.

"Look, I bared with it the first time because I'm nice like that, but stop crouching. If you don't actually plant that pussy right on my face until I suffocate and die, I don't think I will ever actually forgive you, or myself. Now Sit. On. My. Face. Sit."

You almost choke on your breath, but he believes that it was worth it, because he got what he wanted, which was to be smothered by your pussy lips.

You could see his eyes roll to the back of his head from below your skirt as he tongue fucked you, thrusting his hips into the air. That first time he got to properly eat you out, he came in his pants. He wasn't even ashamed or embarrassed, not that you wanted or expected him to be, but he was nonchalant about it.

"What did you expect?"

The body part you think he's the most obsessed with, though, is your hips. And you're right on the money. He loves to squeeze them, and hold them, and kiss them.

Anytime you both walk in public, he's either holding your hand, or he's got an arm around your waist and his hand on your hip.

The blonde is a slut for your hips, and loves to bite and suck on them, and and trace a thumb over the bone that naturally juts out no matter how much weight you lose or put on. And when you shake your hips for him like a bellydancer, he almost foams at the mouth. He's entranced by you, and quite literally, in the words of our lord and saviour Doja Cat herself, worships your hips and waist.

The kink that took him the longest time to admit to though, was his daddy kink. He doesn't know why, but hearing your voice drop a tone as you called him daddy just to tease him made him weak.

He had the air knocked out of his lungs for a few seconds there, but since he thought you might not actually take so kindly to this new discovery of his, he kept quiet. He has no idea how you found out, but you did, and Katsuki received no mercy from your teasing until he broke and finally came clean about it, leading to one of the best nights he's ever had, and a night he frequently thinks back on when you're not with him and he has to let off some steam.

You get caught making out

Katsuki's tongue invades your mouth as you sit on his lap, grinding down against the tent in his pants as he holds your hips, large hands massaging and gripping at your love handles. He loves how wide your hips are, and the squishiness that comes with it.

He was just sitting at his desk, minding his own business when you basically attacked him out of nowhere, his lips parting in that confused little pout he makes sometimes, his eyebrows furrowing.

God, that expression has you putty in his hands without fault, and you're immediately slotting your hips over his as you lock lips with him, your piercing bar running along his own tongue and making the great Katsuki Bakugou shiver.

It's only just getting to the good part when his hands slide down to your ass and then back up again, only to part ways again soon after. He slides his right hand over your ribs, teasing you with the lightest touch of his fingers before grabbing your breast under your bra and kneading it, while his left hand slides down, reaching just past the waistband of your pants.

Sadly, the two of you are interrupted by Denki, and Katsuki's never hated the little cockblocker more than he does now.

"Hey Katsuki- Oh my god I'm- fuck! sorry! bye!"

"..."

"I'm gonna fucking castrate you, you little sparkplug!"

Denki slams the door on his way out, scared out of his wits and probably traumatised.

"At least we're not naked?..."

He does have to agree with you on that one.

And with that, his boner is gone, and he sighs quietly before leaning forward to bury his face into your clothed breasts, mourning the loss of the moment ™️ and simply wrapping his arms around you to keep his nerves down.