ʚ♡ɞSYNOPSIS:followinga series of unfortunate events, misunderstandings and years of pining after your pro hero friend— all it takes is one batch of cookies ‘n cream frosting for the two of you to finally get together.
ʚ♡ɞPAIRING:izuku midoriya x fem!reader.
ʚ♡ɞWC:16.3K.
ʚ♡ɞRATED:mature,18+, mdni.
ʚ♡ɞGENRE: pro hero!au, bakery!au, angst, fluff + smut.
ʚ♡ɞCW:pleaseread! mutual pining, brief panic attack, heavysmut,soft sex ( characters aged up to twenties ),heavyfood play!kink,praise!kink, unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it, kids ), fingering ( female receiving ), guided masturbation, exhibitionism, virginity loss, cumplay.
ʚ♡ɞA/N:hi loves!! im FINALLY posting this belated b-day fic for deku! this was a part of @rat-zuki’sthe deku agenda escapes no-one collab. thank you annie for letting me take part!! sorry this was so late ‘n be sure to check out everyone else’s works!! ily guys, i missed writing for deku so i hope you enjoy!
thereare three three key stages to baking a cake. the dry ingredients, the wet ingredients and the all important frosting on top.
there are three key stages to anything really; a failed relationship, a breakdown over school or work— and even life itself. a beginning, a middle and an end. childhood, the weird teenage years where you tell your mother it’s not just a phase and that you really are destined to marry whatever idol you had hanging on the back of your bedroom door…and then finally; adulthood. the confusing cesspool of responsibilities, like taxes and groceries mixed with proper adult emotions and scenarios that didn’t allow you to throw a hissy fit when something didn’t go the way you planned…
at least that’s what society would tell you.
you would argue that you never quite made it to adulthood, the kind age of twenty three not quite visible in your smile lines just yet; especially with the youthful round off to the shape of your face. you hadn’t followed the correct rite of passage into being a grown adult either— having dropped out of college three years shy of graduating to pursue your real, yet childlike dream of owning a bakery. as it turned out, the IT degree your mother had bestowed upon you wasn’t really your thing and as the responsible adult she was; she had thrown a fit about you dropping out, although your father and step mom had been more than willing to support you. hitoshi shinsou, your best friend, followed you in pursuing your career too— something about a stupid childhood pact that meant wherever you went, he would follow.
your quaint little bakery tucked away in the cosiest of street corners in downtown musutafu had been the creme de la creme of your life thus far; business booming when you first took off, aged twenty, and has been keeping yours and shinsou’s heads afloat ever since. with your grandmother’s recipe book tucked under your arm, customers travelled from near and far to try the wondrous goods of the cookie crumble bakery ( a name that took you and your purple haired companion half a bottle of vodka to create ).
it didn’t matter where people were from or what burdens they carried on their shoulders when walking into your humble bakery— all that they knew was the welcoming scent of warm manuka honey and freshly baked bread—free of judgement to ease their souls. grownups became children again, finding solace in classic childhood treats like battenberg cakes and jammy dodgers while teenagers became mature on their first dates; treating one another to a slice of romance in the form of red velvet cakes to share with that week’s allowance. parents became heroes to their children with gapped-toothed smiles when treating them to your healthy, low-sugar goodies that wouldn’t rot through the rest of their teeth while pro heroes became civilians; relaxed and at ease.
Love is in the air~ Happy Valentine’s Day guys! Here is my contribution to The Sewer’s Valentine’s collab!
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Warnings:18+, princess plug, pinkcum, ass play, rimming, pegging, creampie, cum swapping, bratty bottom Bakugou.
Word Count: 6.7k
Valentine’s Day was never really one of your favourite holidays. Sure, you loved the premise of dedicating a special day to show the person you love how much you’re thankful for them and enjoying the opportunity to exchange gifts and cards. Hopeful that you’d receive a massive bouquet of roses that you could use to make your friends jealous, but of course these feelings meant nothing when you were single. Valentines Day when you were single became an instant reminder of just how alone you were, a day that you would treat like any other just so you could avoid that feeling.
That was at least, until you met your boyfriend. Now you found yourself wanting to experience these new things alongside him, especially when Valentine’s Day would no longer be Single Awareness Day. Fully immersing yourself into the celebrations, as each year you discussed an elaborate plan with him to celebrate the now special day, and each year he would find a way to let you down. Each year you had the same argument, chastising him for not booking Valentines Day off when every couple you knew would be celebrating today, with Bakugou completely adamant that this year would not be “the year” he would start celebrating this day.
Bakugou adored you with his entire being, his love for you running deeper than that of anything else, even maybe being the Number One Pro-Hero, but this? This was one thing he wouldn’t do for you.
Anon Request: “Ok but… imagine a sub bakugo fucking himself with a vibe, moaning ur name n shit, and then you walk in and decide to help him? Sucking his dick a bit maybe? pegging him afterwards w/ lots of praise and then the next morning everyone sees the hickeys on his neck and wonder where tf he got them from and ur just sitting there like ☕sipping some coffee n shit.”
Pairing:Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Dom!Reader
Summary:Bakugo and You just haven’t been spending a lot of time together recently and he’s feeling a little pent up. Good news is, you arrive home in time to help him!
Warnings:NSFW!Fem!Dom!Reader and Sub!Bakugo. Pegging. Oral Sex and Marking. Both the Reader and Bakugo are consenting adults. Everything is fully consensual.
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI 18+ DOES NOT MATTER IF YOURE 17 OR THINK YOURE MATURE DONT INTERACT
Pairings: Fem! Reader x bakudeku
Warnings: Threesome, dom Bakugou, sub reader and Izuku, Izuku calls Bakugou sir, Izuku and Bakugou almost talk like the reader isn’t there?? Praise kink, dirty talk, if I missed anything please let me know!!
Concept: Bakugou guides izuku’s hips as he fucks you
Authors note: I’ll probably delete this later on today who knows but the idea popped into my head and this happened also the title is inspired by the Britney Spears song
Izuku doesn’t know how it got to this. One minute he was eating dinner with you and Bakugou, reminiscing about high school and the next minute here he is, in your shared bedroom between the two of you with his cock stretching you out.
➳ tags ;; 18+, sub!bakugou, dom!reader, gn but afab!reader, pegging, gentle domming, praise kink, porn with feelings, friends to lovers, healthy bdsm practices, discussions around sex and dating, reader has a personality, anal fingering, double-ended strap-on w harness, oral (m+f recieving), prostate orgasms, submissive bottom bakugou katsuki, getting together, aftercare!! READ THE TAGS!!
➳ wc ;; 12.2k (i know. i know)
➳ a/n ;; i don’t think i’ve ever projected while writing a fic so much in the entirety of my silly human life. wrote this thing with my fucking clit on the paper and pen jesus. thank you so, somuch to @jirou-s for beta-ing this monster for me. no words.
i know this fic isn’t everyones thing, but it’d mean a lot to me if you read it! i think it’s actually my favorite thing i’ve ever wrote. i had so much fun and im elated to share.
song title is based off like you do by joji!
➳ synopsis ;; you and bakugou don’t talk about your sex lives often, but at one of kirishima’s get togethers - denki brings up the subject of pegging and bakugou’s curiosity is ever present. just one question is enough to break the dam.
There’s not a lot you can say about Bakugou Katsuki that hasn’t been said before.
He’s been the headline of countless news articles, done hundreds of interviews - chopped and screwed, endless amounts of media coverage ever since he was nothing but a highschool brat. Bakugou is a well-known and popular hero with an image, and his image has been so clear in the public eye for years.
People’s stances on him are split pretty even down the middle. He’s abrasive, and unruly - and though his approval has increased significantly, it’s only inevitable some people hate him. His name in hero forums is fucking nuts,always sure to cause some kind of debate. It’s mostly positive. Some people find his disagreeable nature to go against heroism as it is, but others find his honesty to be a breath of fresh air. People will go as far as insisting there should be moreheroes like him. Even as his friend, you’re not sure you would go thatfar.
You could say a lot about Bakugou as a person. It would all boil down to the fact he’s a little wound-up, but he’s good deep down. He really wants to be good, and he’s trying. To you, Bakugou, without a shadow of doubt, isa good person. He does his best to be a good person every time he gets out on the field. You respect him. You care for him.
You’ve been in his life since your third year of high school. He was your partner in your Support Course capstone and you would later be his agency’s primary costume designer. Like everything with Bakugou, it was noteasy to be around him in the beginning.
He was hard to work with. Stubborn, mean, easily upset. You’re a natural opposite, a little more analytical and easy-going. But the two of you balanced each other out in a way Bakugou had never felt in another person. You never let him disrespect you, but you hardly got angry either. It took almost a year for him to adjust to you genuinely, but not without trying. Nights spent analyzing costume designs and doing repairs did just enough to bring you two close. At the end of it, you considered him a friend.
Your working relationship was also inevitable. Bakugou is a lot of things, but if there’s anything he’s learned is that there are people who have skills you don’t possess. He makes it a point now to recognize other people’s earnest greatness and he considers you a genius in your line of work. He’s not heavy handed about the praise but you hear through the grapevine, how he talks about your headquarters with a little puff in his chest.
To put it very, verysimply - you and Bakugou are close friends. He’s married to his job, you both are - so it works out. You work on similar schedules and don’t mind each other’s company. There’s a mutual understanding that doesn’t compare to anyone else and after years and yearsof being around each other, it’s only inevitable. Best friend is a weird word. It’s a little more than that.
Neither of you are willing to admit it, but you’re not stupid and neither is he. It’s just one of those things you work around. When he falls asleep at your place, you just cover him with a blanket and sleep in the other room. When he calls you late to talk about work, you listen and yawn. You’re both busy and ambitious people, and truthfully - you’re not sure what Bakugou is even interested in. In the years of his company, you can count maybe two dates he’d been on.Unsuccessfully, of course. He’s mentioned a few hook-ups, same as you. But the conversation about sex or dating just never reallycomes up.
You don’t mind it. You’re not really in any rush. The kind of friendship you have with Bakugou is one in a million - not worth giving it up for anything. It sounds corny but there’s a sincere part of you that believes you were destined to meet the bastard. He’s loud, annoying, and brash - but he understands you in a way no one else does. It’s mutual, and you’ve never said ‘I love you’ to each other. But you don’t have to, because you both know you do. When he texts you late at night asking if you need a chaperone, you know. You can feel it in everything he does, and you think that’s so like him.
There really isn’t a lot you can say about him that hasn’t already been said. When people ask you, you don’t think about it. It just kinda comes out of you.
“He’s loud and abrasive and the best hero around. I’m lucky to know him.” and Bakugou normally rolls his eyes and calls you lame. You always insist you mean it, and he always replies with his quietest “I know.”
And Bakugou hardly says much about the people he cares for. He’s private like that. He only speaks out for people when they really need it, which always means his words are at least two or three times more impactful. He never has a lengthy reply when interviews ask him of you. Something about how you’re the best costume engineer he could ask for.
When you ask him, personally, the answer is a little different. He gets almost shy when he scoffs, and looks away. And you know he never says anything he doesn’t mean.
“I trust you with my fucking life, idiot.”
There’s not a lot to be said about the two of you, but that much is true. There’s probably not a single person on Earth that Bakugou puts his trust in like he puts it into you.
