Might be posting something on ao3 for his bday but for now you get my second time reblogging this because I can 😁 HAPPY BAKUGOU DAY ♥️‼️
hi!!! i love your bakugou stuff so much 💕 im not sure if you’re accepting request or anything like that but if you are would you be able to do something about his birthday since that’s coming up soon 🎂 ? it could be sfw or nsfw totally up to you!
Edit: well… it’s certainly not April anymore but heyyy 3 months after isn’t too late… right…
Edit: This was apart of a Bakugou birthday event I did!! I do not do requests!!
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Tags: Sfw, but suggestive/implicit [not smut doe], fem!reader, probably ooc, freestyling so mind the lack of direction, no edit no reread, just me against da world
No plot, just vibes, kinda like snapshots of what might seem like the most boring birthday ever but to Katsuki , a day with you? Best he could ever have.
There’s something strange going on. It’s too quiet, maybe even eerily silent. He’s always been attentive, but he doesn’t need to pay attention to know why he feels off. It’s you.
You’ve been distant. Not angrily, so he knows you aren’t mad, but you’ve been awfully secretive. Closing tabs as he enters the room, phone calls you take in private. Katsuki trusts you- he doesn’t think anything dramatic- but he knows you’re hiding something.
“Alright. Fuck is it?” Katsuki despite his own stubbornness- can also get impatient, and he was just about on his last straw. “What the hell have you been hiding from me.”
The mischievous glint in your eyes tells him your answer won’t be useful.
“Nothing at all.” You hum not looking back from the tea you were brewing. “What ever could you mean?” His grumbles accompany your giggles as you hand him a cup. “It’s a new blend, I think you’ll like it.”
You don’t stay to drink with him and he eyes you down, int ent on figuring out what the hell you’ve been up to.
While Katsuki is definitely not a stealth hero, his tendency to ‘accidentally’ listen in on conversations that don’t involve him- can come in useful sometimes. Like now, as he washes his cup, ears perked up in the direction of your shared room.
“Well of course he knows somethings up.”
Huh, so there is something going on.
“Just want it to be perfect this year.”
This year? It’s not your anniversary, he has that planned in advance. A celebration? No, the extras would have spammed the chat about something like that.
“Thanks for all your help. Make sure to keep quiet though! Not to ruin the surprise!”
Okay now he feels bad, whatever it is, it’s meant to be a secret.
However his guilt is short lived when you return to the kitchen, smirk plastered on your face. Oh he can feel the smugness of your grin, even when he turns away with a huff.
“Come on Kats’” You laugh as he half stomps away. “It’s nothing really!”
“You’re a liar, [Name]!” He shouts back, melodramatically. “A liar!”
Days have passed and although he tries to be petty, it’s hard to give you the silent treatment when he loves you so much. It still confuses him when you go off on your own, knowing how clingy you can be, but he doesn’t wish to argue.
But then suddenly it hits him.
His birthday is coming up.
Katsuki groans. Something different? All the secretive little calls and tabs closed too quick. Something meant to be a surprise? Don’t tell him it’s a party.
It isn’t that he hates it- he could never hate something from you- but he’s always preferred the peace, as much as it doesn’t always seem like it.
Each year- since he met you at least- he’s spent his birthdays quietly. Just with you, whatever you did, to enjoy each other’s presence. One birthday you had spent hiking, hand in hand as you reached your favourite spot and seated on the grass with your makeshift picnic. Another, the two of you spent the evening cruising through the hills, where the sounds of the city were far far away. One of his favourite birthdays, you both just sat together, going through greasy takeout, laughing about nothing in particular. With the jam packed schedule of a pro, these birthdays, no matter how simple, are perfect to him.
So he isn’t sure what to expect as the day approaches.
He wakes up to an empty bed, well not quite. Your blanket and pillow had been stuffed by him, almost boxing him in cozily. He snorts at your attempts to satiate his need for you. It’s the same thing he does with his rigorous routine of waking hours before you do. It’s still dark out, and he wonders how you’ve even managed to wake before him.
There’s humming, coming from the kitchen, and he can already smell the burning pancakes. He’s up before he even realises, making his way over to you. Katsuki knows you aren’t going to actually burn anything till it’s a hazard- or he hopes so at least- but he’d rather not take his chances.
When he sees you, you jump, startled, having been concentrating on pouring out the batter. It almost spills, but Katsuki’s already got his hand reached out to keep it stable.
“You- you’re meant to be asleep.” You frown.
“And let your burn our house down?” His eyebrow raises in jest. You just push him lightly in response.
He turns the stove down for you, flipping your half done pancake and placing it on the rest of the pile.
“‘M gonna go freshen up. Do not try make anymore.”
“Fine.” You say, exaggerated in reluctance. “Won’t touch a thing.”
He kisses your cheek before taking his leave. “That’s my girl.”
Breakfast goes by fast. The two of you eventually cooking together, despite Katsuki’s hesitance in letting you near the stove again. The day still feels normal, like all the birthdays before, but he still remains a little on edge.
Throughout the day, although it had been comfortable, he eyes you suspiciously. Which you return with you’re own faux glare of course.
“What are you planning…” He questions, as the two of you prepare for a small hike on a nearby trail.
“What? Me?” You gasp dramatically. “Not a thing.”
Of course he still doesn’t believe you, but ignores it. You kiss him before taking his hand and walking out together.
The trek is nice. The two of you reach the high of a hill, far from anyone else. He watches as the colours of the sun illuminate you prettily. How the trees seem to create a backdrop, for you to become the view.
“Want to take a picture? You know it would last longer.” You joke, posing slightly.
He brings himself closer, so you can feel the words he whispers. “Nah, I’d want to take so much more.”
When the two of you arrive back home, it’s with frantic hands and heavy breaths. Even through the shower you both share, it’s one where water falls to the floor, splashes against the walls. And when the two of you end, he kisses you once, twice, until you both have to pull away, before you start it all over again.
The day had already began to settle, by the time the two of you have made a bed of the sofas, sitting snug in each others arms. A movie plays, one that neither of you pay much attention to, already content. He thinks you might’ve fallen asleep, the way your breaths are soft, but you shuffle out of his grip and he gives you a look of confusion.
“I’ll be right back. Okay?” Ah right, he still hasn’t figured out what you’ve spent the last month giggling about. At least it can’t be a party, he thanks, but he still waits for your return with an eyebrow raised.
When you do return, it’s with something large and heavy in your arms. It’s wrapped, unmistakably by you.
“For me? Baby?” Katsuki doesn’t just have a flair on for the dramatics on the battlefield, in moments like this, he can tease too.
“Yes for you. Here.” He takes the large package from your hands, and places it in his lap as you shuffle back beside him.
The wrapping is gaudy, orange, like his hero colours, and with a black ribbon fastened loosely. It’s a little messy, but cute.
When he tears through the wrapping, he isn’t quite sure what it is. It’s a book, that much he can tell, with ‘DYNAMIGHT’ splayed across the cover. Still, it feels rather heavy for a simple notebook.
“Open it.” You look giddy urging him on.
He flips it open, the first page is on orange paper, with words he knows is in your handwriting. To Katsuki, it starts, a gift from me- he snorts at the vaguely familiar figure of you doodled onto the page— and all those who love you.
It’s a scrapbook. Created by you, and as it says, all those who love him.
The first pages are from his family, his mother having made sure to use the worst images she could find. Pictures of a baby Katsuki, in a sailor suit, an all might costume, even one where he’s dressed like a bunny for Easter. You giggle as he groans but he doesn’t seem to mind.
Further, there comes pages of Dynamight. The symbol of victory. News paper clippings, from his start up to his best moments, even the cut out of an article where he was compared to a popular Internet cat. Growing older, it’s been a journey in learning. All the lessons he’s learned through life and death, it lets him be proud of what he’s achieved, and with the way you squeeze at his shoulder, he knows you are too.
There’s even a few pages from the nerd, meticulously detailed as expected. There’s pictures of them as children, captions that go off on tangents underneath, and others of them as adults, side by side as pros. He sucks in a breath at the distinct gap between the two ages. But then, he spots the frayed image of their middle school graduation and smiles. Deku… he’s glad they are still friends.
The rest of the pages from friends are full of some of the worst and the best of his teenage years. He rolls his eyes at the abundance of gym shots on a page clearly made by Kirishima. Denki’s is full of pictures of Katsuki caught at unflattering angles, with memes stuck around. Sero’s is covered in Polaroids of the two of them, taped to the pages in criss cross patterns. Mina and Jirou seem to have joined in their efforts, for their page actually pops out when he opens it, playing a song him and Jirou used to listen to in high school. Even Half and half has a page, mostly of pictures Katsuki reluctantly agreed to, all with him in a scowl compared to Shouto’s polite smile. The rest of his former class comes together for a page of short and sweet- well mostly sweet- messages, wishing him a happy birthday.
He startles when he gets a page covered in a familiar signature- All Might’s signature. Katsuki looks back at you almost in disbelief. You’d only met All Might once, through Katsuki no less. So what connections did you have where you could get ahold of All Might for something like a craft project. You just raise your chin haughtily and laugh, telling him to keep going.
There’s pages from Best Jeanist, Aizawa, even a joint page of a few of the other teachers at U.A. All saying how proud they are of him, doting on how far he’s come- Aizawa adding on a ‘Don’t get too cocky though.’ at the end of his message.
Then he gets to your pages.
It’s decorated the way he immediately knows it’s you.
The pages are covered in pictures of the two of you. From dates, from selfies at home, even a few pictures of each other caught off guard. In your writing, it’s details he isn’t even sure he could remember.
One picture has you cuddled up with a bear that he won for you. Of course he had been nothing but proud of his win, until you insisted the bear looked exactly like him, and spent the rest of the evening cooing after the inanimate object. He is not jealous of the bear, he says, to this day.
Dressed to the nines, there’s a photo snatched straight from the tabloids. You both stand on a red carpet, from the first hero gala he took you to. He remembers nearly choking when he saw you all dolled up, tempted to cancel the evening and spend it just with you. You looked too excited though so he quelled that thought and showed you off to the world [of course, not without the promise that later that night, you’d be all his.]
Another picture is of the two of you much younger, maybe one of your first dates. Fresh out of school, he was a wide eyed sidekick working to make it big. He never expected he’d meet someone like you quick. And he never expected it would only take a few months for him to realise, you were the one.
He laughs at the little doodles scattered around the page. A few of him as Dynamight, some of the two of you holding hands, even a few scribbles of a suspiciously familiar looking bear. He flusters at the flood of compliments written at the end of sticker arrows pointing directly to him. Words like Handsome, Pretty and Strong.
Finally, he looks to see there’s a paragraph written at the bottom of the page. However, before he can read it, he’s surprised by the sudden splash of something hitting the paper.
Oh.
He’s crying.
From behind, your arms come to cozy around his shoulders, nuzzling into his neck. “Didn’t think I’d make the great Dynamight cry with something like this.”
He laughs shakily and you hug closer. “‘M not crying, idiot.”
Katsuki can feel the way your lips curve. Can feel how your smile meets his skin. So he turns with a sudden intensity, wanting to feel that same smile, pressed right against his.
He doesn’t have to bring himself forward. He doesn’t have to ask. He just trusts you will know.
And you do, kissing him gently.
“Happy birthday Katsuki.”
Very very late, Katsuki my meow meow deserves better fr……
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Rafah is currently under bombardment, so I will spreading as much links as I can possibly can. If I miss any, please add on if you can
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