Katsuki I'm sick, I know. But I can't help it. I crave that feeling. The feeling of pleasure. The feeling of being aroused. That feeling people get once they reach their climax. I also want to feel that pain. It's shameful, I know it. The only person who can do it is him. No one knows my dirty desires, not even him. H...
1, ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ Shoto's free hand came up to his throat, fingertips running over his sweaty skin. "I thought you left me." Katsuki swallowed, hyperfocused on that hand. "How dare you leave me after I helped you out." Shoto's lips turned into a snarl, and that hand squeezed, not giving him a chance to explain. 2, ฅ^...
❤️❤️❤️ Katsuki likes to tease his alpha on various occasions. Especially during his Heats when Izuku is at the beginning of his Rut cycle. Even though he knew there could be consequences behind it. Katsuki just did not care. One day, he decides to play a game of red light, green light with his mate. His Heat is bubbli...
Katsuki Bakugou is an angel, he got assigned to become the keeper of the Seven Deadly Sins. What is he supposed to do when they all fall in love with him? How can he fight off their constant confessions? Is his job at risk for breaking the first rule he was given? Don't fall in Love.
Bakugou gets sold to the league at the age of four years old. She told him that she would be back. But she never came for him. Thirteen long years later, Bakugou now has an additional four quirks, trauma, massive trust issues along with mental and physical scars that would never heal. But when UA rescues him, they tak...
ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ It was a normal Friday, at least that's what Katsuki thought. After a villain attack, he had to stay in school longer than necessary. The sun was already setting down when he could finally get home, he didn't even have time to open the door before a pair of footsteps stopped behind him. The villain followed hi...
Each night was getting harder for Katsuki. He hasn't slept in days. Not being able to even close his eyes for a second just for rest. He needed to stay alert, awake. Because whenever he felt the most vulnerable, he could feel the danger creeping against his skin. Against the walls of his mind. Scratching against them...
