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catsukibakagou ¡ 1 year
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WHERE LOVE LIVES
big bro touya & little snotty brother shouto, noncanon verse where rei got the kids the fuck out of that house!!!! slightly suggestive at first but shouto is a cockblock, i love u todobros
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Against the creaks of the floorboards and the buzz of the streetlights outside, the Todoroki household is relatively calm. 
It’s barely the beginning of summer. Though it’s rather late, the sun only set a mere hour ago and the humidity in the air still holds up, even without the harsh rays marinating the sky. 
The Todoroki house itself is on the smaller side, especially for a family as large as they are. Filled to the brim with trinkets and out of place belongings, there’s not much wiggle room for architectural design or things that aren’t deemed necessities. 
But it’s well-loved, by a gentle mother and her four rowdy children. There are scratches on the floor from Shouto’s scooter that’s meant to be used only outdoors, and a chip in the beige paint from where Natsuo pushed Touya into the wall. Fuyumi’s work sneakers carefully sit beside the front door’s welcome mat. It’s a house and a home. 
With Touya’s mother out for the night, the eldest son was left in charge of the house—and with that, his siblings. When your boyfriend charmingly invited you to spend the night at his place, he might’ve left out that tiny detail. 
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catsukibakagou ¡ 1 year
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My heart skipped like ten beats 🫶🏼
"i find myself running home to your sweet nothings"
summary | it’s always a rough day for katsuki. hero rankings and PR nightmares every time he opens his mouth. but he gets to come home to you
pairing | bakugo katsuki x fem!reader
word count | 840
warning | soft!domestic katsuki, fluff.
a/n | this is very literally based off sweet nothings by taylor swift, so you can listen if you want the full experience. also, i haven't posted in two months, so i'm sorry if this sucks. <3
[ 18+ | minors, blank, ageless blogs dni ]
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katsuki drops his bracers at the door with a heavy sigh. he's only just got his boots off and tucked in the corner, when he hears your voice calling him from the kitchen.
"'suki?"
he feels the smile pulling at his lips entirely unbidden.
the soft notes of that song that's been stuck in your head (and by extension, his) plays from the speaker in the corner.
"hey honey," you smile, leaning up to give him a kiss when he's in range.
he'll never be able to explain how that title makes his heart clench. he couldn't verbalize how every title he's obtained has not mattered until you gave him that one. pro-hero, number 2, explosive, dynamight.
your title feels so intimate on your lips, reducing him to the man who would fall at his knees for you.
not a pro-hero or number 2. not a ticking time bomb or a hot-head.
just your honey. your husband. yours, yours, yours.
"how was your day?" you ask, still stirring the pot as you turn the stove down.
"it was alright," he mumbles. in truth his day was rough, and he's not ready to talk about it, and he knows you can tell by the way you reach your free hand out to swipe your fingers along his cheek.
you smile up at him, pinching his cheek. "you wanna wash up? dinner's almost done." when he nods slowly, closing his eyes against the feelings of your fingers, you give him a little laugh.
in the bathroom, he works with the skin care products you left on his side of the counter, the dry winter air has been harsh on his quirk and his skin.
he thinks back to the agency, to the hero rankings, to the disapproving stares of civilians when he lets out loud curses and swears. the scolding he received from his manager today. the article comparing his pros and cons against the number 1 pro hero deku.
the water runs over his chest as he tilts his face into the stream, still trying to catch his breath from the incredibly long week he's had.
by the time he's toweled off and dressed in his sweats, the tension has worked it's way up into his back and across his shoulders.
"katsu?" your voice rings out and he's immediately following the sound back to the front door. he snorts when he sees you trying to push his bracers into the corner near his shoes. "how the hell do you put these things on for hours at a time? oh my god."
bakugo only laughs when he picks up both bracers with ease, your shocked gasp ringing out in the hallway.
"you're so strong, katsuki."
and that's it. your praise comes so easy. the fantastic feats that he performs still awe you. even something as simple as his above average strength elicits cheer from you.
it doesn't matter that he does it everyday, or that it's expected of him, you treat every act like it's the most incredible thing you've ever seen. and bakugo tries to fight the blush creeping up on his cheeks when you say these things.
even after all these years, he hasn't gotten used to your praise.
you're quickly setting a plate in front of him, taking the seat right next to him. recounting the events of your day, catching your boyfriend up on your workplace drama, and your recent purchases is enough to take you both through dinner.
by the time you've got him laid on the couch, your favorite candle is lit in the middle of the coffee table, and you two are talking softly.
his head rests on your chest, his ear pressed right over your heart. your fingers work softly against the ache in his shoulder, somehow finding the right spots to touch. these are nights when he needs you to take him down and you always do so with ease. he groans softly at the tender strength in your touch.
"i like the way you sound."
and there you go again. how do you split him open with a just a few words?
"its so pretty. especially when you talk, and when you laugh, i think that's my favorite sound."
you're calling him pretty. like his body isn't a fucking live wire ready to go off when he sweats. like the natural production of his glands don't cause explosions. like people aren't out there wondering if he should be a villain because of the force of his quirk.
of course the power thrumming through his veins is nothing compared to you. to the person he is when he's resting between your legs, letting you pet and coo at him until he's pliant and soft.
you bathe him in compliments, your adoration of him washes the shitty week off his skin and coats him in a thick layer of your love.
his prickly edges become rounded and soft against your gentle touch. refining him to be composed entirely of your sweet nothings.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 1 year
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one day you leave for work without putting on your favorite necklace or ring. it’s much too late to go back for it once you’re halfway through your commute and you can’t help but feel a bit naked without your favorite little pieces on. so you text bakugou just simply to let him know with a little frowny face emoji :(
about a half hour after you send that text, bakugou walks into your office and goes straight to you. when you ask why he’s shown up, he moves to put your jewelry on you. slipping your ring on your preferred finger or clasping your necklace around your neck.
“don’t make a big deal of it alright? just don’t forget ‘cause i’m not gonna come drop it off the next time you ditz out.”
about three weeks later, he goes against his own word.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 1 year
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So cuteeeeee <3 I love this
relationship dynamics w/ bakugo<3
<s/o who is always cold and bakugo who is always hot/3
<physical touch s/o and acts of service bakugo/3
<s/o who can’t remember what they did 5 minutes ago and bakugo who remembers literally everything/3
<competitive s/o and more competitive bakugo/3
<always talking s/o and an always listening bakugo/3
<extroverted introvert s/o and introverted extrovert bakugo/3
<stubborn s/o vs an equally stubborn bakugo/3
<s/o who can’t really sleep and tired bakugo who stays up with them regardless/3
<*prefers making desserts* s/o and *prefers cooking meals* bakugo/3
<overthinker s/o and bluntly/awkwardly reassuring bakugo/3
<s/o who loves physical affection and bakugo who likes it but isn’t used to it/3
<tired s/o and bakugo who lets them sleep on him/3
<struggling with schoolwork s/o and tutor! bakugo who “patiently” helps them/3
<excited to see bakugo s/o and bakugo who is just happy to see them smile/3
<easily distracted s/o and bakugo who helps them focus/3
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catsukibakagou ¡ 1 year
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Work of art
Bakugou Katsuki x reader
He watches with the eyes of a hawk as your lips change color, the way you lean towards the mirror as you drag the lipstick carefully across your lips. Red, not a bright gaudy looking red. No your lips were becoming the color of blood, a pretty dark red almost burgundy. The color compliments your skin tone perfectly, makes your lips look even more tempting than usual.
The pout you wear as you check your lips makes him want to go and make you mad by ruining your lipstick with his own lips. He knows he should wait a little longer before he inevitably does go and ruin your masterpiece. So he leans against the bathroom doorframe and watches as you pull away from the mirror and face him with a smile.
“Why’re you staring so hard? Do I have something on my face?” You ask looking at those ruby eyes of his.
He shakes his head but his stare doesn’t stop,“Nothin’ just looking at ya before I leave for work.”
His words make you flush a little before you look at the time, your eyes widen. You’re both going to be late, he’s going to be late for work and you’re going to be late for brunch with Mina who is on her day off.
You rush around quickly trying to gather your things and Bakugou seems to know where everything you need is so he helps you out and makes the process that much faster. You end up at the front door when you’re all settled and you’re adjusting his clothes, a ritual that takes place every morning.
Forgetting about your lipstick you press a kiss against his cheek at the corner of his mouth. When you pull away there sits your bright lipstick stain against his skin, it’s awfully noticeable. You reach up to wipe it off and before your hand can reach his face a warm strong hand holds your wrist in place.
“Leave it.” His words are clear as day but you look up at him with doubtful eyes.
“It’s really bright let me wipe it,”you say trying to move your hand again.
His grip doesn’t waiver and instead with his other hand he grips your jaw and tilts your head so he can press his lips against yours. His lips move slowly as if trying to savor the sweet moment. You’re hyper aware of his warm hands moving to hold you by your waist, aware of the way his warm tongue slips into your mouth, and aware of the way he slowly begins to pull away from you.
You stand dazed as he stands in front of you with your red lipstick smeared all over his lips and a very noticeable kiss stain on his cheek,“I don’t care about a stupid lipstick stain.”
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Later that day when you checked what was trending on twitter “DynamightIsOverParty” was at the top due to the fact that he broke the hearts of his fangirls with a mystery person’s lipstick mark.
The pictures associated with the tag were all of the pro hero himself fighting villains while on patrol. The grin on his face is massive and the lipstick on his face looks as if it wasn’t touched, he didn’t even bother trying to clean it. He wore the lipstick stains proudly throughout the day and no one dared question him.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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Bakugou Katsuki’s laundry basket is never empty. He has the belief that everything must be washed after one wear, even if it’s just the sweatpants he was lounging around in for a few hours. It’s hard to tell when much of his closet is similar in color and fashion, but there is not a single item on the hangers that isn’t completely fresh and clean. Everything else belongs in the hamper.  “Hey Katsuki,” You joke one day, “Do you own any other shirts? I think you’ve worn that one at least three times this week.” 
“Why the hell would this be the same shirt?” He scrunches his nose in disgust. “The one I wore yesterday is dirty, ya think I’d wear it twice?” 
You didn’t know this conversation would be a topic of passion for him. What started as a joke while waiting for the train quickly turns into a small debate. You nudge him in the side with a lighthearted laugh, “One wear doesn’t mean it’s dirty! You didn’t even go out yesterday.” 
“Doesn’t matter. It’s in the wash already.”  “So your pants are also different from yesterday, and the other ones are in the wash too?” You give him an inquisitive look. “What about the clothes you slept in?”  “What do ya think? They’re with everything else.” 
He acts as if it’s obvious. As if everyone fills their laundry basket over the course of two days, changing between clothes for working in, relaxing in, exercising in, sleeping in, and not reusing a single piece. 
“Are you telling me you wash every item of clothing after one wear?” 
“And you don’t?” 
“Of course not. Something you wear to the gym I understand, but jeans after one wear? A jacket? No way.”
He argues that everything feels too sticky if it’s not washed, and you suppose that’s a valid point considering his quirk. In time however, his mind changes a little bit: After all, it’s kind of nice when his hoodie smells faintly like you after you wear it on a chilly walk home. 
He can make an exception. For hoodies maybe, just this once, whenever it’s cold and you borrow them… but if you wore his shirt, would it be the same? Or his jacket, or—
Maybe hoodies aren’t the exception. There’s one thing, or rather, person, that’s constant in these scenarios; something his heart will address another time. But if he thinks about it enough, he’s reluctant to admit that the exception might be you.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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measuring cups
bakugou katsuki x reader
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Katsuki Bakugou may be brash and rough but he’s always precise. Even if he doesn’t always think twice before he speaks he does in fact think three times before he acts and never has any regrets with what he does.
His actions are thought out and calculated never to be doubted by him because he never does anything he doesn’t stand by. This also counts for the time he stole his mother’s glass measuring cup set.
He took the glass set because he wanted to make his favorite meals at the dorms. He made her write down every single one of his favorite dishes into an all might spiral notebook that has become his recipe book.
He follows these recipes to the letter, he always does exactly as they say and never makes more than a singular portion. So his mom found it a bit weird when she got a call from her son asking why the spicy mapo tofu didn’t taste right after doubling the recipe to make two servings.
She knows her son doesn’t like to share so she was wondering why he was making two portions especially when he doesn’t like having day old food so he wouldn’t be saving it for the next day. She quickly tells him to correct measurements for two servings for each of his favorite recipes and is left to wonder why he was asking.
Bakugou Katsuki does not in fact have a way with words. He can certainly handle a knife in the kitchen but he cannot in fact say the right words half the time when trying to speak to you.
So when you one day offhandedly mention that his food smells great he remembers it. He remembers those words and then proceeds to try and make some for you. He ends up making it but is too shy to outright tell you that he made it specifically for you.
“I made some extra on accident,” is what leaves his mouth as he leaves a steaming hot plate of food in front of you.
He leaves the room with red ears and listens in on you trying it. The sounds of satisfaction encourage him into turning this into a daily routine.
And so he does make it routine. He lies to you everyday and says that he has accidentally made extra even though he has been making these recipes for so long that he knows the single portion measurements by heart. He only ever shares his “extra” portions with you no matter how much Kaminari or Kirishima beg.
Bakugou Katsuki does not in fact do things on accident. His actions all have purpose and meaning with no room left for regret. He uses his mother’s measuring cups well and makes double the portion of food every day because he likes seeing you smile at something he has made.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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Nothing says love more than your name on my lips
Not just anyone can say they know Dynamight by first name, but you can.
Bakugou Katsuki takes names seriously. A name isn’t just a cluster of sounds to make a person turn around, it’s a definition, an expectation, a self-fulfilling prophecy. And first names? They indicate a level of intimacy to be shared with only the people who truly know you, who you can answer as your one and only true self when called.
Simply put, Bakugou Katsuki does not allow himself to be easily known.
In the beginning he’s Dynamight. He’s just a coworker, an up and coming hero known for his good looks and aggressive tendencies. Nobody would argue if you labeled him as intimidating or foul-mouthed, but the way he rushes to help others without second guessing his safety makes it clear that he’s not at all as bad natured as first appearances might trick one into believing.
He becomes Bakugou through hard-earned respect, a few heated arguments and long work hours. You find that Bakugou is a good guy, better than you thought he was. He doesn’t wear his heart on his sleeve, but it beats through his shirt when he hands you a wad of bandages after a tussle, smirks at you competitively during a training match, or stands up for you when someone turns false accusations your way. He has a unique outlook on life and years of experience you wish you could’ve spared him, but it makes his opinions all the more valuable when you complain over dinner off duty or take a quick break from patrol on a park bench. Bakugou is a good friend, not just a good hero.
You never thought he would be more than that, be known to you as Katsuki. You don’t believe you’ve ever heard anyone at your agency call him that, let alone imagined yourself being close enough to call him by name yourself. The idea of it entertained you of course, but it didn’t seem likely and the hardships of hero work made relationships (at least romantic ones) particularly difficult if not impossible.
But Bakugou refutes the impossible. A change in nickname isn’t usually all that memorable of a request, but Bakugou, no, Katsuki is a special case.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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everyone but you
bakugou katsuki x reader
fluff I do in fact need comfort
Explosive, rude, loud, mean, and brash are all words others use to describe Bakugou Katsuki. You, however, find him to be the complete opposite of those words. It’s not that you’re blind to the way he acts with others but it’s the fact that you get to see other sides of him.
You get to see how gentle he is with stray cats on the street, how quiet he can be when he’s reading a romance manga in such a concentrated manner, and how soft spoken he can be when trying to communicate his feelings with you.
It’s as if everyone is looking at the night sky within a city and only gets to see the brightest of stars, the ones that stick out the most. But you, it’s as if you’re viewing the sky in a place distant from light pollution. You get to see every little star, you just get to see so much more. You’re the only one who gets to admire this precious view, it exists for only you.
It’s the way that everyone who smells the food he cooks always asks for a bite just to try it and it’s the way he always says no to them but you get a cute neatly packed bento filled with delicious food. You get cute sausages cut into octopuses, fruits in the shape of rabbits, and sticky notes with the words that encourage you written on them.
It’s the way that he actually speaks to you about his troubles. He allows himself to be vulnerable around you because he doesn’t feel the need to have a façade around you, he lets you see him just as he is. He doesn’t think he needs to seem strong around you all the time because he feels safe around you. He knows you’re a shoulder he can lean on without feeling weak, he feels stronger when he lets his worries out.
It’s also the way that he wants to seem reliable to you, he wants you to come to him when you have troubles. He wants you to lean on him as well. He wants you to feel safe around him. He wants you to let him take care of you. He doesn’t ever want you to think you’re a bother because you’re not, everyone else is a bother but you.
It’s the way that he gazes upon everyone with sharp glaring eyes that will make anyone think twice about approaching him but you get something completely different. You are looked at with the softest of expressions, gentle eyes that welcome you in and attentively look at you as if to make sure you’re okay.
It’s the way that he feels mild annoyance or indifference towards everyone automatically and is so uninterested in them. He feels as if his chest is about to burst when it comes to you, he cares so much and simply cannot contain his feelings towards you.
He hates everyone but you.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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What’s one word you’d use to describe Katsuki Bakugo?
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Mina asks as she shoves a pretend microphone in your face. 
You blink, place your thumb in the book you're reading and shut it to smile up at her. “Mina what is this?” 
“Come on! We’re supposed to be practicing for interviews and stuff and I’m sure they’re gonna ask us about our fellow classmates sooooo… play along would ya?” She says putting a hand on her hip. Ochako and Hagakure are standing behind her, practically bouncing on their tiptoes. 
You give them all a look, and twist your lips to the side with a suspicious frown. “Alright fine,” you say sighing. “Ask me your question.” 
“We’ve noticed you and pro hero Dynamight have been spending a bit of time together on patrols and teaming up for missions. The two of you seem close,” Mina starts in her best interviewer voice. 
You roll your eyes. It’s true, you and Bakugo have been working together more, but it’s only because your quirks seem to be extremely compatible. Kirishima’s hardening is good for endurance practice, but your shields are better at condensing his explosions, quieting them and helping with stealth. 
“We work well together to get the job done,” you reply simply. 
“Right yes, we’ve seen the two of you jump in popularity on the hero charts. Very impressive,” Mina continues and you think you see her hide a snicker behind her arm before she continues. 
“Given how much time the two of you have spent together, I’d figure you know him better than most of us,” she says and it feels like she’s baiting you into something. You squint your eyes. 
“I mean I know him just as much as anyone he works with. Mina, what is this about?” you ask and she shushes you quickly. 
“Come on, don't break character!” she scolds as you roll your eyes. “What’s one word you’d use to describe your colleague Katsuki Bakugo? We’re all dying to get inside his head a bit,” she asks again. 
You huff, open your book and slip a piece of paper into it. Clearly you’re not getting back to it anytime soon. You think for only ten seconds before you look seriously up at her, staring directly into her eyes as you answer. 
“Quiet,” you say simply. 
All three girls sputter and react with wide eyes. “Quiet?!?!  Bakugou?!?!?” Mina squeals. 
“Are you sure we’re talking about the same Bakugou? Spiky blonde hair, explosions, always has a scowl on his face?” Hagakure replies. 
You roll your eyes again, “Yup. The very same one. Now are we done with the interview? My book was just getting good,” you say, tapping the hard cover impatiently. 
“No no no you can’t just name a word that’s the complete opposite of him and then not expect to explain. Forget the mock interview. Spill!” Mina demands. 
You blink up at them in confusion. “But… it’s not the complete opposite of him. When he’s not battling a villain or training, he barely speaks, don’t you notice? He’s usually alone or walking around with headphones. If anything he’s lost in thought. He’s a complete control freak about his progress so he’s always thinking about how he can be better but he doesn’t vocalize it. During patrols I have to pull conversation from him and even then, it’s quite short. With how much he stays to himself, I can't even imagine how loud his thoughts must be,” you explain. 
Mina stops and stares at you in disbelief, but you stare past her head, remembering all of the patrols you had with him. 
He’s always been nothing but quiet around you. It’s almost like he goes out of his way to be quieter and calmer around you. Even after blasting a villain to kingdom come and screaming “GO TO HELL”, he always comes back to you with a soft gravelly, “Nice defense today,” or an even quieter, “Thanks for having my back.” 
You’d kill to hear him scream and yell all of his thoughts like you assume everyone else thinks he does. He’s always been a mystery to you, never able to crack his hard exterior. 
“I think sometimes, he’s even a little sweet,” you whisper and you think it’s to yourself until Mina’s nose is practically hitting yours. 
“Oh my god, you’re… you’re blushing…OH MY GOD! YOU LIK–”
You slap a hand over her mouth quickly while the other two girls squeal. “Shut it! It’s not like that!” you say quickly as the others giggle. 
To your horror, Bakugou is walking up behind them, weaving through the chairs in the large common room. 
“Oi, I just got off patrol. Wanna spar?” he asks, ignoring the others and looking directly at you. 
You give Mina a threatening look that says “I’ll skin you alive if you say a word” before you drop your hand from her mouth and say to him “Uhh yeah, gimme like five minutes to change.”  
“Fine, meet me back here in five then. We can get dinner after,” he says, turning to walk away. 
The girls continue to snicker under their breath as he walks away, but you don’t hear them. All you can focus on is the tips of Bakugou’s ears as he walks away, inflamed a brilliant shade of red and you could swear that he turned ever so slightly to peer at you over his shoulder from the corner of his eye. And on the corner of his mouth, a hint of a little smirk.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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DATING HAITANI RINDOU
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— Rindou who always tempers with the air conditioning before you both go to bed, just so you can snuggle into his side when you start feeling the breeze. He’s all up in his pride to ask for cuddles.
— He also places your things on the highest shelf before hiding any sort of ladder or box so you have to call for him to help you grab them.
— Rindou moves your shoes five minutes before you go to leave the house and puts them in the middle of the room, then you have nothing to hold onto while you put them on— other then Rindou’s bicep. He has to bite back his shit eating grin while you balance yourself on him.
— He throws away a lot of the food in the fridge so you have to go grocery shopping at 1 am. Oh and he also needs to grab a few things so let him tag along, okay? He’s just using it as an excuse to join you in doing these things. It’s simple stuff yet at the same time makes him feel honoured to do.
— Car rides in his Ferrari at late midnight so you both can watch the lights as you drive down the highway. No one’s saying anything, buts it’s a comfortable silence that you sit in. One of his hands is always on your thigh, squeezing it every so often.
— Rindou doesn’t really care for PDA, but if he need to show anyone that you’re taken, he’s not against the idea of stuffing his hand in the back of your pant pocket, or pulling you into his side and giving you a tender kiss on your temple— all while glaring into the eyes of the who tried anything.
— Falls in love all over again if you get along with his brother, and watches with a content smile as you converse with Ran over topic you both enjoy. Just don’t get to close or he’s pulling you back and wrapping his arms around your waist, placing his chin on top of your head while butting into your conversation. Ran finds it’s hilarious how jealous he can get.
— Doesn’t want to get you involved in Bonten stuff, but at the same times wants to bring you in headquarters and flaunt to Sanzu and Koko about how he has a S/O before they do, a hot one at that. But stays against it, it’s very dangerous and he doesn’t want you to get hurt because of him.
— Rindou is busy with work a lot of the time, so he opts to get you a pet— preferably something small and easy to take care of because he gets lazy at times. “How about a pet cockroach? You can put it in a plastic bag or something.” Then gives in and gets you a small cat or dog, maybe even a turtle.
— He always tries to put up a tough act around you, wanting you to know who’s in charge— but all you have to do to get your way is flutter your eyelashes and cling to his arm, he caves within five seconds before pulling out his credit card. ‘Go wild, sweetheart.’
— Rindou gets off work late, and although he’s told you multiple times to not wait up for him— he always finds you curled up on the couch, covered in thick blankets while you struggle to stay awake. After that he went out and brought the most softest sofa he could find, just so he knows you can be comfortable.
— He loves when you pack his lunch for work, and even more so when you send him off with a kiss, waving at him from the doorway. He’s got to try and not stumble down the driveway as you watch him leave, his face is always red and there’s a little pout resting on his lips— one from embarrassment.
— He makes taking you out at least once every week for date night a priority, and he wants to make the dates fun. Nights at a carnival while he’s watching you run around and play all the games, or rent a boat so the both of you can get away for the day, way off into the sea.
— Before you both started to date, Rindou tried to get into the stuff you liked so he could seem ‘enjoyable to be with.’ He followed you around to see what kind of food you liked, what activities you enjoyed and what kind of books you read. He stayed up late to binge all your favourite TV shows, just so he had a conversation starter. “Oh you like that too? Yeah i guess it’s okay, the main character though—”
— He’s always wanting to show off, after a shower he’s walking out the bathroom with just a towel around his waist so he can flex off and display the hard abs he’s gained over the years, narrows his eyes if he doesn’t get a reaction out of you. “Babe, does this shirt look okay?” Purposely brought a shirt one size too small to outline his muscles.
— He also tired to get you into martial arts, so whenever he’s not around and you end up in a sticky situation— you at least have some defence you can put out if needed. Is your personal trainer and takes it very seriously, no slacking off in his classes. Always says, “it’s dangerous out there and you never know when you need to break a bone or two.”
— Takes pride in the way you rely on him with stuff, someone asked you a question you don’t know? Rindou’s answering it for you before you can even look up at him for help. He just peers down at you and smirks.
— It took a while for him to meet your family, the thoughts about him being a danger gang member and them restricting you from seeing him— scared him a lot, but he did his best in keeping that life a secret. He showed up in a fancy suit with some flowers, a bottle of rich champagne and a wobbly smile, hoping he gave them a good impression.
— Rindou doesn’t know what he would do without, and has voiced it a lot. “You’re my everything, please don’t leave me.” And “I’d give you the whole world if you want, just say the word.”
— Don’t leave him or he’ll loose it, get angry at anything and everything except you, not even Ran can calm him down. I’m sure you’ll see the aftermath on the news the next day.
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OKAY SO, I posted smth about ur deku having a crush on his wife fic because it was amazing and I couldn't find it,,,
NOW THAT I HAVE RE-READ IT. Can I request something similar for Bakugo?
"Bakugo having a crush on his wife" fic UR SO GOOD AT MAKING FICS
Ur fluff fics are suppPERRRRR CUTE!
(you don't have to do this btw!)
other bnha men loving their wives - deku / shoto
awww i'm so glad you liked it <33 i looooove writing these so much they're so fun
Request for: Katsuki Bakugou Warnings: not super proofread :/, modern lingo that will one day be dated Word Count: 1K ~~~
DYNAMIGHT EXPOSES CRUSH ON WIFE - uploaded by HeroFeed, a trusted hero news network, two hours ago.
“Oh, hey,” you lean across the kitchen island, holding your phone out to Katsuki, “that interview’s already up.”
“Huh?” he turns away from the stove, brow raising, “You gonna watch it?”
“I dunno, maybe when you’re on a mission or something,” you shrug.
Katsuki leans forward and kisses your forehead, “Have fun, sap.”
“You’re the sap!”
“Fuck no.”
“I think the video would show otherwise.”
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“Introduce yourselves,” comes from behind the camera.
Katsuki, ever the hater of interviews, huffs before following the instruction, “Great Explosion Murder God - Dynamight.”
“Bimbo.”
“No, be fuckin’ real,” Katsuki’s chuckling, oh so lightly, as he says it, “We’re doin’ this shit together.”
“Okay,” you look the camera dead in the lens as you say your hero name, “And that’s the truth.”
“It is,” Katsuki nods in your defense.
“Okay, first question - the best gift you’ve ever gotten?”
“Mina once got me a book of the worst poems ever, and on page nineteen it says ‘You ripped out my heart, so I ripped off your clit.’ And I think that’s beautiful,” you turn to your husband, placing a hand over his, “What about you, babe?”
“You,” he takes his other hand and places it over yours, “got me a shirt that says ‘Feminism’ over my boobs,” Katsuki turns his head to the camera, “and underneath, it says ‘it gives you great tits.’”
“Aw, I’m glad you like it.”
“How could I fuckin’ not?”
“Good answer,” you retract your hand but he takes it back, securing your hand within his own.
“Next - “ the voice behind the camera continues, “worst opinion you’ve ever heard?”
“Someone once said that Todoroki’s hotter than you,” you mumble, “Bad opinion.”
Katsuki nods, “I’ve heard kids call you ‘mid’, absolutely dogshit take,” he points at the camera, “I’ll kill anyone who thinks that my wife isn’t amazing and incredible because you’re all just fucking wrong.”
“Craziest dream you’ve ever had?”
“Last night,” you snap and point at the camera, “I dreamt that Katsu and I went to the zoo but all the animals were actually human babies.”
“What was I wearing?” he suddenly asks, prompting a quizzical stare from you, “You fuckin’ heard me. What was I wearing?”
“I- I dunno,” you shake your head, laughing at his serious expression, “Nothing.”
“I was butt-ass naked?” his eyes widen, “Pervert.”
“No, like, nothing of interest,” you shrug, “Dream you lacks drip.”
“Fuckin’ rude, dream me should know better,” Katsuki ‘tsk’s, then points at the camera, “Start dressing well for your wife, that’s my lesson. Even if you don’t have a wife, imagine you’re dressing for mine - and then cry because you’ll never get to know her like I do.”
“Katsu!” you lightly smack his shoulder with the hand not holding his, fully knowing he can barely feel it beneath his muscle, “That’s so rude!”
“You know who you married! I meant that shit!” he looks at the ceiling before glancing at you, “Craziest dream I had - I was chopping carrots but they all looked like Aizawa and were lecturing me on self-control.”
The woman asking you two questions from behind the camera laughs before asking the next question, “Cutest pet name between the two of you?”
“Oh! Oh! I’ve been waiting to talk about this,” you’re nearly jumping out of your seat with excitement and Katsuki can’t bring himself to smother down the small smile that sprouts at his lips, “One time, early in the morning, Katsu was all tired and said ‘Hi, Elmo,” and I assumed it was a joke or something but when I asked why he called me that, he just said, ‘I love Elmo.’”
“You call me bomb-boy,” he murmurs, squeezing your hand in his, “I like when you call me that. Makes me feel… fuckin’ cool.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Then I’ll do it more.”
He nods, squeezing your hand once more, and the woman asks her next question, “Something you’ve defended the other person for, even though you know they were in the wrong?”
“She,” Katsuki’s immediate to point at you, eyes wide, “fucking hit Endeavor’s giant ass fucking car. And I sat there and defended her.”
“As you should have,” you giggle, leaning over to kiss your husband’s cheek, “And thank you.”
“Well,” he shakes, “what the fuck was Endeavor doing on your road?”
“Exactly!” you cheer, “Anyway, I once looked our old homeroom teacher in the eye and said that Katsuki wasn’t technically breaking dress code because even though his pants were sagging, they weren’t low enough to be called sagging by code-standards,” you sigh dreamily, batting your eyelashes at your husband, “And I’d do it all over again.”
“And, of course, what would you do if your significant other was a worm?”
You answer first, “I would keep him alive in the most special tank and then mourn him when he dies after four years.”
“I,” Katsuki immediately follows after, “would drive myself fucking mad as a scientist trying desperately to figure out a way to turn you human so I could marry you.”
“How romantic,” you tease.
“And, lastly, anything you two think the audience should know?”
“This guy once went out with a bunch of his friends and texted me saying he was drunk, and like ten minutes later - Red Riot sends me a picture of him passed out with his phone on and zoomed in on one of our wedding pictures,” you pat your husband’s arm, “He loves me.”
“Speaking of our wedding,” Katsuki begins, “shitty hair asked me the day before we got married if I thought I was doing the right thing,” Katsuki scratches the side of his nose, dodging your eyes, “Getting married so fuckin’ young, I mean. He asked if I was doin’ the right thing and I told him I’d love you till the day I died,” he shakes his head when you grin and kiss his cheek, “‘s so fuckin’ cheesy.”
“Yeah, but it’s adorable,” you coo.
“I’m still tough,” he points into the camera, eyes narrowing, “I’ll kill you.”
“No, he won’t,” you smile, leaning into Katsuki’s side.
As if on instinct, he brings an arm around you, kissing the side of your head, “No, I won’t. I love my wife - I do what she says.”
“That’s my big, strong husband,” you jokingly pat his muscled chest, not noticing the way Katsuki seems to beam with pride at your words.
“Hell yeah, I am.”
And he’s more than willing to exclaim it in front of the camera as long as it makes you happy.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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Thinking about Katsu having a huge crush on you and overhearing you laugh and joke with Hanta and Denki while saying in passing “I love a man that can make me laugh.”
Thinking about how he goes to the library to check out joke books, watches stand up comedy shows, sits and suffers through all of the Spongebob episodes because he’s heard you and the morons quoting it from sun up to sun down.
And like he goes to Kiri because he can’t go to Denki or Hanta because they will absolutely tell you as soon as he speaks to them about it. So he goes to Kiri and is like “Teach me how to be funny.” and Kiri is just like “What are ya talking about man. You’re already funny!” And Katsu just huffs in annoyance because he hears you laughing again, this time at some stupid impression of Endeavor Denki is attemtping.
And suddenly Katsu loses it because why the fuck is Sparky able to make you laugh that hard? What’s Sparky got that he doesn’t? So he stomps over to you, hanta and Denki as yall are just catching your breaths from the laughing fit. Katsuki glares at the three of you and you smile up at him.
“Oh, hey Bakugo.You good?” And he doesn’t even hear you speaking because he’s staring at your dimples and your flushed cheeks, and the way your eyes are slightly crinkled and he thinks “Why does she hafta be so fucking cute?” Then he turns to Denki and is like “That’s a shit impression. The old man sounds more like this.” and he musters up all his strength to absolutely NAIL an Endeavor impression and it’s so spot on that everyone in the immediate vicinity starts cracking up laughing, including you.
You’re laughing so hard you’re wheezing and the cackles of the rest of his friends means absolutely nothing to him. Because he did it, he got you to laugh, which means maybe, when he finally gets the courage to ask you out, you’ll say yes.
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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AHH SO CUTEEE <333
— when you kiss them out of the blue
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notes: various!hq x gn!reader, headcanons, fluff
a/n: idk bruh, i was just eating and thought of this random...blob. i apologize if it seems rushed because, well, it is kinda 💀
m.list | rbs are very appreciated <3
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— SUNA RINTAROU
at first he widens his eyes, it was totally unexpected, especially since you were just doing hw together
pulls you closer though, feeling your soft lips against his and smiles through the kiss
leaves a peck on your forehead when you both pull away and snickers at your blunt expression
— OIKAWA TOORU
as soon as your lips touch his, he smirks and kisses you back vigourously
rests his forehead on yours and looks into your eyes, not wavering even a second and making you blush
"[name], that was something! " "ahh c'mon tooru! " you hit his arm, trying to hide your embarrassment
— IWAIZUMI HAJIME
at first he's quite taken aback by sudden pda, but then doesn't think twice before reciprocating
he loves how your lips feel against his, and just the way you're pulling at his hair in the meantime
cups your face with his hands to close the distance and generally just to feel you closer
— KOZUME KENMA
at first, he blushes. but then, carried by the wave of emotions he can't just stand like an immobile trunk
he places a hand on your cheek while scoots closer with the help of the other
when you pull away, he pulls you back into another kiss
"kenma!" "what?" he groans back
— TSUKISHIMA KEI
he can never keep up with your new ideas, so he kind of just takes the hit whenever it comes
he was expecting another prank, but is now feeling your soft and sweet lips on his
as soon as you pull away you're met with his confused/widened eyes
"what was that for?" "nothing just felt like it," you shrug
— MATSUKAWA ISSEI
he smiles when your lips crash together and just indulges in your touch
sometimes closes his eyes and just gets lost into you and everything about you
he cups your face with his big hands and softly caresses your cheeks with his thumbs
— MIYA ATSUMU
is very quick to kiss you back, because c'mon, just when you take the first step he ain't going to just do nothing
as soon as you pull away you notice a grin plastered on his face and how his glistened eyes are looking at you
"okay [name], now...spill the tea." "i don't have any tea here though?"
"obviously you don't, i mean-what made you take the first move today?" he asks, "huh? oh, i don't even know haha," you nervously chuckle
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Š akaakeijii / do not plagiarize, reblogs are very appreciated <3
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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37. a kiss on the cheek that turns into a kiss on the lips
can be read as a continuation of this and this, or independently :-)
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normally, katsuki would be in bed by 8pm, arms bare in his favourite pyjama tank top tucked into a worn pair of checkered trousers, ready to knock the fuck out.
normally, katsuki would do anything and everything he could to keep to the strict schedule he’s set for himself – sleep by 8, wake up at 5, gym, breakfast, go to work – being a pro-hero meant that indulgences are rare and time is always precious, so routine is important to him.
normally, katsuki doesn’t let anyone interrupt this routine of his. if his mom texts at 8.15pm, well, too bad. he’s dead asleep.
but your relationship with katsuki is anything but normal.
which is why you find yourself tucked into his side at 10pm on a Friday night – way past his bedtime – all comfy and cosy in your pyjamas while Zootopia plays on your television. 
you watch as the light from the tv casts colourful shadows across his face. despite katsuki’s perpetual frown, you could tell he was relaxed – chest rising and falling slowly as he leans his weight comfortably into your side – and it fills you with satisfaction knowing you’re probably one of his select few who gets to see him like this. when he’s not stained with dust and soot. when the space between his eyebrows remain uncreased and smooth. 
when he’s more katsuki than he is dynamight.
a niggling sense of fondness tugs at your heartstrings and you smile to yourself. if you told third-year you that you’d be watching Zootopia with katsuki now, sharing a bottle of cold-pressed fruit juice without beating each other up or cussing each other out, you’d probably laugh and leave.
but by some strange twist of fate, here you are – not quite friends, but not quite lovers either – caught in a playful in-between that is fascinating and challenging all the same.
and this realisation has you pushing yourself up with a hand on his thigh, dropping a quick kiss on the apple of his cheek, before settling back into the crook of his arm. 
the air shifts. you wait with bated breath. 
katsuki cups your cheek and tilts your face towards his to kiss you properly on the lips – quick and simple, but filled with emotion and truth. he pulls away with a quick swipe of his tongue across your bottom lip, tasting like smokey bits of burnt caramel and buttery popcorn. 
when you opened your eyes, you couldn’t help but stare, entranced, by the slightest hint of a smile that graced his lips. 
“stop staring at me.” 
the hand cradling your cheek moves to cup your jaw while his thumb brushes against your bottom lip. with that very same hand, katsuki turns your head back until you are facing your television once more.
“and focus on the damn movie, shrimpy. they’re about to catch the night howlers.”
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catsukibakagou ¡ 2 years
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Pretty red string • bakugou katsuki
Soulmate AU
The second the delicate red string tied in a pretty bow showed up on his pinky finger he scoffed. Bakugo scoffed at the idea that a stupid string is going to determine who he ends up with. He hates not being able to make his own choices so that made him start to resent the little string and you, who he has never met, as well.
He spent a lot of his time pretending the string didn’t exist. Everytime he looked at it he felt a wave of anger hit him, he wasn’t one to date but to spite the string he tried to. He eventually stopped because the more he tried the emptier he felt, his heart wasn’t in it and he felt like a hollow shell at the end of each date.
Deep inside him he felt a sense of loyalty towards the dainty string on his finger and to you, the person on the other side of the string. He never did try to find you, he never tried to follow the string because he realized something.
He was afraid.
He wasn’t scared about you or what you would look like, he could care less. He was afraid that you would look at him and think he was disappointing. He was scared that he wasn’t good enough for you. He was afraid that the one person who was made for him would reject him.
What if even his soulmate didn’t want him? The thought plagued his thoughts every time he saw the thin string and every time he saw himself. He didn’t spend much time looking at the red line anymore.
He doesn’t let his thoughts dwell too much on you and the string and tries to focus on his studies and his future. One day he hears that there’s going to be a transfer student, he doesn’t really care and doesn’t pay attention when said student walks into the room. He instead finds himself staring to the side at the wall next to him.
Then suddenly he feels a small tug on his finger, his pinky finger where the red string is tied securely. He thinks he’s imagining it but then he feels a more forceful one and he follows the dainty string with his eyes. It goes past his classmates and cuts through the class and leads to you.
His eyes widen in surprise as he takes you in. He never expected to see you here and he suddenly feels incredibly strange. He can’t seem to remember if he brushed his hair in the morning or if he even put on any cologne and he doesn’t know why he’s trying to remember. A deep sense of security and warmth washes over him the second he meets your eyes and you give him a soft smile.
You’re assigned to sit in front of him, the closer you walk to him the more the string shrinks. He doesn’t know why but he never wants the pretty red string to ever get longer. In a very uncharacteristic way he leans closer and whispers in your ear,“Hey, I’m Bakugou Katsuki.”
He thinks to himself as you whisper your name back that maybe this string isn’t complete bullshit. Maybe it’s okay that he doesn’t get to make every single decision in his life. For the first time, he looks at the string, the lifeline, with a look full of peace and contentment.
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An explosive New Years kiss with katsuki
Bakugo doesn’t think he deserves this blissful tranquility he has with you. He thinks it’s far too good to be true. He’s brash, blunt, and loud he’s the opposite of you who he finds to be comforting, soft spoken, and beyond kind.
Every day with you is as soft as spring flowers, as warm as the summer sun on his back, as colorful as autumn leaves that crunch under his shoes when he walks with you arm in arm, and as gentle as freshly fallen snowflakes.
This year has been hard but he has managed to push through with you by his side. He’s beyond thankful that he got to spend the year with you and his only hope is that you want to be with him the entirety of this new year and the ones after that.
His lips find the side of your head as you both sit on the balcony watching the stars. You look up at him with surprise in your eyes but a big tender smile on your face. His heart melts a little at the smile you give him, he feels as though he doesn’t deserve to be looked at that way by you.
He will never understand why you look at him as if he’s the most amazing thing on this entire planet. He must have been a fucking saint in his past life to deserve being with you, he thinks to himself.
He knows he doesn’t deserve you and your kindness because he’s anything but kind and he knows that. The thing is, he’s beyond selfish when it comes to you. He knows you deserve better but he will never let you go, he didn’t this year and he won’t be doing so in the years to come.
He wants to see every spring, summer, autumn, and winter with you for the rest of his life. He wants to see you under the cherry blossoms, he wants to see you splashing into the ocean, he wants to see you trying to catch colorful leaves because you think they’re wishes, he wants to see you sticking your tongue out for snowflakes with your nose and cheeks red, and most importantly he just wants to see your beautiful smile.
You’re about to say something but you stop at the noise of your classmates counting down from 10. You look at Bakugo and his heart just about leaps out of his chest and into your hands.
When they reach zero and loud colorful beautiful fireworks start booming in the sky you look up at him and say,“Do you have a resolution, Katuski?.”
His reply is simple, he presses his lips to yours. He kisses you deeply as if he can’t believe you’re with him right now. His arms are wrapped around you tightly as if to say he will never let go of you. When pulls away and presses his forehead to your own your breaths are quick and you can see them in the frosty air.
“I want to spend this year and all the rest with you,”he whispers to you and turns to see the colorful fireworks in the sky with his arm wrapped tightly around you.
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