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MC is stronger than me because if I grew up with a 6’2”, Greek god golden boy wonder who only has eyes for me, there’s no way I’d be letting him slip through my fingers.

NEED THATTTT

so.. giving bf! katsuki his girlfriend bill and he pays.. WAY too much tax.

it started as a joke.

you sat on the couch, scribbling away at a piece of paper while katsuki was busy scrolling through his phone. when you were done, you slid it across the table to him with a smug grin.

KATSUKI BAKUGO - GIRLFRIEND BILL

• snacks (your girl gotta eat, and no, your portion does not count as mine even if i eat it): 500

• unlimited cuddles package (its like a warm cozy prison): 1,000

• tummy tax (you hog my tummy all the damn time, rent is due.): 3,000

• sex damages (broken furniture, excessive laundry, my LEGS, my BACK, my SANITY): 5,000

• miscellaneous (for anything i want because you love me): 8,000

TOTAL: 17,500

DUE DATE: NOW. PAY UP 💜

you leaned back, arms crossed. “you owe me, boyfie.”

katsuki stared at the paper, then at you. his eyebrow twitched. “the fuck is this?”

“since you love spending money on me, i figured i’d make it official,” you teased. “just the essentials. cuddles, snacks, emotional labor fees, suffering damages—”

he snorted, shaking his head. “suffering damages?”

“i am dating you.”

he clicked his tongue but didn’t argue. instead, he grabbed the paper, pulled out a pen, and started writing.

you blinked. “uh… what are you doing?”

“fixing your shitty math.”

you leaned over to look—only for your jaw to drop when you saw him doubling the charges and adding even more things to the bill.

• snacks (you always say you don’t want any, then eat mine)

• spa days (so you don’t stress out)

• hair and nails (because i know you like getting them done)

• shopping sprees (you never ask, but i see you eyein’ shit)

• being the best damn thing in my life (consider as future investment. i’m keepin’ you forever, dumbass)

your eyes trailed down the list, heart pounding. meanwhile, katsuki was casually typing on his phone.

a notification buzzed on yours. you glanced down—and nearly choked.

Deposit: 50,000 from katsuki bakugo

you gawked at the absurd number. “katsuki—what the hell?”

he grinned, crossing his arms. “what? you think i don’t know what you deserve?”

your face burned, your heart doing somersaults as you stared at him in disbelief, acting like he didn’t just casually triple your joke bill. "katsuki, this was supposed to be a joke.”

he leaned back, looking entirely too pleased with himself. “not to me. i’d pay more if it meant spoilin’ my girl the way she deserves.”

you swallowed hard, heart pounding. “you—you can’t just—”

“too late,” he interrupted, tugging you onto his lap. “the hell kinda cheapskate boyfriend you think i am?”

you stared at the new total, eyes wide. “katsuki—this is, like, a small fortune.”

he just smirked. “yeah? guess you’re worth it.”

your face burned.

"just shut up and take my money, sweets," his lips brushed against your ear. "tell you what—how ‘bout i add another big... tip?"

but before you could react, he was already throwing you over his shoulder, carrying you straight to the bedroom.

you had a feeling he wasn’t talking about money anymore.

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⋆˚࿔ kia's note ˚⋆ been feeling burnt out lately lmao😵‍💫 didnt include any money symbols so yall dont have to go through the trouble of converting it😭 thank god my husband is rich >< trying to clear my bazillion drafts, hope you guys enjoy this💜

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ ୨୧‧₊˚✧ boyfriend! caleb hcs pt 2

a continuation of this because i don’t think i made him dirty enough T_T

a/n: this is my ideal man

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cws: fem reader, modern au, fluff and smut, pretty yandere again, actually obsessed with you, possessive sex, girl he’s not crazy he’s in love with you that’s all, wasn’t totally sober while writing this either but i’m going through a lot okay?? we listen and we don’t judge what happened to that?, sexual content, mentions a strong willingness that he has to kill people for you, very guard dog of him, so violence mentions, idk I got carried away

bf! caleb loves spoiling you of course. he takes you to eat out for dinner nearly every single night and listens intently when you talk about the every detail of your day with a love struck look in his eyes. he holds your hand from across the table as the two of you share a slice of cake on a single plate, faces candlelit. after spending an evening with you, watching you sit pretty in front of him and be all cute and polite while you’re so dolled up, he can barely wait until you’ve managed to unlock the door to your shared apartment to get his hands all over you. caleb gently pulls your purse from your shoulder and drapes it on the coat rack so it doesn’t spill out. he kicks the door shut all while he’s kissing you stupid and grips your wrists to lock your wrists behind his neck.

“mhmm,” you hum, feeling him nibble at your bottom lip. the feeling of his tongue incessantly poking at your mouth, demanding entrance instead of asking makes you yelp and part your lips without even thinking of it. caleb moans when he’s tasting the inside of your mouth at last. the creamy taste of you dessert fills his senses and he suckles at your tongue while backing you into the bedroom. you can feel his heart hammering against your chest when he presses himself against you. your boyfriend’s hand grips your hips, pulling you impossibly closer and doesn’t dare break your kiss.

bf! caleb likes when you’re always on his lap or in his arms or laying on top of him, and always because he’ll physically pick you up and put you there. caleb will wrap a buff arm around your waist and pull you from sitting next to him to draping your legs over his and placing you in his lap. “you smell so good, baby.” caleb murmurs, pressing his nose to your forehead and inhaling you. he pulls you tighter to get your face in the crook of his neck, hurrying the situation along so that this can turn from the two of you watching a ghibli movie on the couch to him fucking you into the cushions for the next few hours.

bf! caleb gets his glimpse of your personality and decides that he doesn’t need his own. he’ll just be you now. and whatever you like, he loves. whatever drama series, boy band, female-oriented otome game it is, he fucking loves it for you. he knows all about the plot and the characters and consumes it as much as you do so yo can never ever say you don’t have anyone to talk about your interests with. he positively studies you so well that you can never see an edit of one of your favorite characters and say that you have no one to send it to. he takes your every interest so seriously. he wants the two of you to be exactly alike that the only way someone could differentiate you from him would be by describing physical appearances.

bf! caleb basically fucking sleeps on top of you. he’s got no clue how much heat his body produces in his sleep and that he’s always burning you alive. and caleb insists that you’re simply making up these wild stories about him ‘snoring like a bear in the dead of hibernation’ and ‘sleeping perfectly soundly even when you’re gasping for air beneath his body crushing you in the middle of the night’ because, really, that just doesn’t sound like him. he’s sure he sleeps very similarly to you, you know, like a literal angel. that’s exactly what you look like to him, you know? when you’re completely dead to the world and sleeping soundly next to him, he often catches himself just gazing at you and running his fingers through your hair, thumbing at your cheeks when his heart flutters at the cute snores and adorable way that you drool a bit. yeah, he’s sure he sleeps a lot like this.

bf! caleb who looks at you with so much love in his eyes when he’s balls deep inside of you and it never fucking fails. he’ll be drilling your shit like the world is about to end and you’ll glance up after a few moments, as he presses his body so close to yours that he you feel like he’s trying to make you one singular person. caleb grips your chin roughly with one hand and interlaces your fingers with his free hand, keeping your bodies connected at every point that he can.

bf! caleb who is soooo obsessed with his pretty fucking girlfriend that sometimes he thinks things like maybe your souls were born together or something, sweet things like that. but when he looks down at your face and body and sees the way you’re easily dwarfed by his, breasts heaving in his sweaty face as he fucks you to death in your own bed and your body bouncing with the force of his hips slamming into yours, his thoughts shift quickly. he hears your cute little drawn out moans and thinks that he might kill someone for you. if anyone ever laid a finger on you, he wouldn’t dare stop and think before crushing them into the pavement beneath the gravity of his evol. that’s just the type of man you bring out of him, when you’re underneath him moaning and scratching his biceps like hell with your pink nails and calling his name out in that voice—that… that breathy voice that he fucks out of you so easily.

but he can’t exactly say all of that when you’re milking his cock so good as he shoves you into another orgasm. you whine beneath him as he drills you and forces you to keep eye contact with him, your nails raking down his back and clawing his skin. “fuuuck, caleb, you’re being too rough!” you huff the words out, overstimulation fogging your mind and turning you into nothing but his cute little hole, only good for taking his pistoning inches. “being too hard on you, baby doll?” he asks, a teasing lilt in his tone. he shakes his head and plants his cock deeper inside of you with each thrust, his cum overflowing and soaking into the bedsheets. “you’ve taken it before, haven’t you? why bother whining now?” he taunts you, punctuating his words with forceful jabs into the entrance of your cervix. “especially when you’re the one that was begging for it in the first place.” he whispers huskily in your ear, dragging himself out painfully slowly and shoving himself back in.

bf! caleb considers you to be his absolute best friend and doesn’t even enjoy being around other people the way he does when he’s with you. he really gets irritated when he’s without you, totally dependent on you. and really, honestly, he’d do anything for you. anything you asked for, it’s all yours. and he doesn’t miss the way you get irritated easily too like that time when this guy bumped into you on the sidewalk and gave you a dirty look as if it was your fault that he almost sent you falling onto the sidewalk. and don’t think that he didn’t give you a look of his own; asking you if you want him to handle the guy. he backed off, of course. always does when you tell him to. and it always feels as if you’re calling off a guard dog. but he’d do it, you know? you’re aware of the extent of his devotion, aren’t you? do you know that you could point someone out in a crowd and he’d fucking juice them with his evol and kiss you with his bloody face right after.

and sometimes caleb can’t even remember how he felt before he had you or what it’s like to be a normal lover to someone without spiraling every time he thinks of them. he lets you consume every bit of his mind and marries his soul to yours. everything about you is what makes him who he is.

I will absolutely write a part three to this because, once again, I had a million ideas that I didn't use. (I'll also write these for the other lis as well)

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imagine phil and safiya making a video together,,, imagine tHE POWER OF THEIR MINDS COMING TOGETHER,, imaging the mISCHIEFS,,

pls more mechanic katsuki, i’m going feral. i loooove your work btw, you’re curing my obsession ❤︎

no thoughts just bakugou at a car meet

drive safe // katsuki bakugou part two

part one