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horrorcore2002 · 10 months

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BAKUGOU HEADCANONS

_*_ DISCLAIMER! The following content mentions: Fem reader, black/brown reader, chubby reader, cussing, and this shit is everywhere, mostly abt food and his taste for it Bakugou headcanons

★ First things first right off the bat I think Bakugou likes women of color

★ Like, black and brown women? that's all you needed to say

★ Especially thick or chubby girls (what can I say, he's got good taste)

★ Thinks stretchmarks are the cutest thing a woman could have

★ We all know he's a chef, but I think he sucks at baking 100%

★ Would do some fucked up shit like using olive oil in cake batter or burning betty crocker cake mix (if you can bake, he'll only eat your baking and that's it.)

★ Hates overly sweet frosting, like REFUSES to eat it will scrape off the chunk of cake that touched it and be done with it.

★ Hates cake even more if it's dry as shit, cause then he's to drink water or milk, and water with cake is disgusting, and milk just grosses him out.

★ Does like Red velvet cake with whipped cream instead of frosting

★ Listens to R&B when he's sad as shit. Like, I'm talking 3am, I don't wanna sleep cause I'll have to wake up for tomorrow, so instead I'll read a romance novel sad.

★ I also feel like he likes fried sushi or California roll sushi because they don't traditionally have that in Japan and he thinks the American twist to it is cool

★ Or he'd think it atrocious and not want it ever again. There is no in-between

★ When it comes to dating, he doesn't pay attention much, like if it's meant to really happen for him, it'll happen, but if not, then oh well.

★ However, don't expect him to make the first move. If he has to, he's gonna have to be drunk off his ass.

★ I feel like he really likes his mom, even if he yells at her (and she yells right back) because she actually gives him good advice and he respects the hell out of her and would do little things as a kid

★ like draw sumn making fun of her, or pick flowers and dandelions, or get her water when he knows she hasn't been drinking it, with a snippy insult on the side

★ He's a mama's boy, but will never ever admit it. Like ever. You mention it, and he'll gaslight you.

★ I personally think his favorite superhero movie (besides anything All-Might) is Guardians of the Galaxy and The Avengers

★ Likes Rocket the best, and then second is Gamora

★ Has a complex relationship with the Hulk movie, cause the movie plot was pretty good, but he fuckin hates the graphics (if u know u know)

★ Really likes The Hulk tho, cause he looks cool

★ But likes Red Hulk more, cause he looks cooler, and because he hates Bruce Banner cause he reminds him of Deku

★ I feel like he'd be a huge fan of other foods from different cultures, cause he likes trying new shit, because the same damn thing over and over pisses him off

★ It's one of his pet peeves

★ He also likes black Air Forces, because their black, and he just likes them better cause he's secretly still in his emo phase (and cause he's kinda crazy)

★ Back to food again (sry this entire thing is everywhere) but I think he would love chili fries, or animal style fries, with like, a shit ton of hot sauce

★ wants to travel the world with you (will never admit it though)

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abel-no-sorrel · 27 days

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Решила поиграться и решила нарисовать своего персонажа в стиле моей геройской академии

Знакомтесь Авель :3

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simp41ida · 1 year

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Hey! I love your writing a ton and was wondering that if you had the time could you write a mini scenario of what would happen if (bakugou x reader) bakugou caught y/n in the act of doing sh and trying to hide it when they see bakugou but bakugou helps them bandage it up and sort of comforts them?

warnings: swearing, self harm, use of pet name baby

notes: of course! i didn't make the self harming part very descriptive but i wrote what i was comfortable with. you didn't specify the reader's pronouns so i just did gender neutral

!!!trigger warning under the cut!!!

you were alone that day

being alone can be nice, but after so many days of not talking to a single person, it gets really bad for you

you weren't aware that the rest of the class was wondering where you were for the past week (even though your boyfriend, bakugou, was one of those people)

you had just been so upset over so many things at the time, so you acted impulsively

just after you started, the door burst open.

it would be fine if it was any other day because that's what you and bakugou agreed was allowed

but now was a really bad time

he sees a glimpse of you and your bloodied arms (even after you had tried to hide them behind your back) and was immediately taken aback

you got scared thinking he was going to think of you differently after seeing you like this

"y/n, please put that down" it was only five words but they were the five most gentile words he's ever said to you

you weren't sure he was even able to say the word please, so you had no choice but to listen

he had basically grabbed you by your uninjured arm, picked you up, and dropped you onto the bathroom counter.

as he cleaned them, he asked you a few questions

"i was wondering why you haven't hung out with me for a while, but i think i have my answer." he tells you

"i'm sorry, bakugou." you mumbled to him

he almost didn't hear you, but when he did, he completely stopped you "there's nothing to fucking apologize for. you only made one shitty decision. we're gonna get through this together, okay baby?"

as he was grabbing the gauze from under the sink, he continued speaking

"we're gonna clean you up, and then we're going to go outside, get some fucking fresh air, and then we're gonna talk about this. does that sound okay to you?"

the fresh air was more for him than you, but you needed it anyways

"yeah okay."

#♠star writes #star writes #starwrites #♠starwrites #bakugou x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x you #bakugou headcannons #mha #bnha

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bonbonthedragon · 2 years

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One more wouldn’t hurt

Bakugou x fem!reader

Summary: when a disaster happens amongst the city, Katsuki finds himself wanting so much more than he thought with with you. Truly even after a whirl of hell, a miracle can be born.

Warnings: fluff, cursing

Note: yo, hope y’all like it!

Not my art!

At first he was pissed, absolutely and obscenely pissed. He screamed and even had to leave the house as his quirk began to act up, he himself never knew he could be this upset. Whether or not it was from his busy work schedule or constant complaints how messy his could get, the man was stressed. Bakugou had left you in tears and still walked out the door to run off the steam. For days this went on, he didn’t want to see the damn thing or even go near it. He had never asked for this and kids were not an option he even thought of. Yet…you had brought home this baby, this infant of only months with tears in your eyes and blush in your cheeks.

A building had collapsed. There wasn’t too much for the explosion hero but to run around and find those who could be trapped under the rubble, maybe even use his quirk to move some of it. On the other hand, you had been piled with many of the injured, healing quirk used over time and sweat dripping from the amount of energy that was needed for it. Every second was another cry for help and directed to you, another scuffle down of something sweet to replenish your energy for the next victim.

It was a terrible sight, so many civilians crossing the police tape to drag their own hands through the rubble just in hopes they would pull out their loved one who had been there. And in every occasion there was a body found, more cries emerged and never did each one get easier to hear. So much heart break, so much blood. Hell, your hero suit was drenched red and it wasn’t even yours. Out of anything, the possibly of different quirks, everyone in this world shared the same thing, everyone’s blood was red. And hell there was so much of it.

Night was to fall and stars rolled around, with the list of those who were checked into the building prior, so far it was clear. No, of course only few made it, it was brutal. So once it was clear, once the overnight lights turned on and the only worry would be the mess of how to move all this rubble, every hero and every medic sighed. All in the days work, you supposed. It had been hours, god just hours, since you’ve seen your husband. So much work and so little time to check in today.

His eyes caught with yours, the way his widened at your blood soaked clothes, you were about to reassure him it wasn’t yours until a small cry echoed. Maybe it was a trick of the mind, the ringing in your ears, but it came in intervals. You had to be only 30 feet from your husband and so badly wanted to touch him, but you stopped walking. After just moments you had to confirm.

“Everyone be quiet!” You yelled

And the lot went silent. In these situations, if you even thought you imagined it, it was code and you wouldn’t ignore it. There could be hope. They were soft, a whine dampened from exhaustion and dimmed by rubble, but it was a cry. Immediately you had turned and ran the complete opposite from bakugou, running until you were sure you found something. Of course everyone came in to help, DynaMight removing piece after piece while you flung any chunks of concrete out of the way. When a small foot appeared you took the all the room to cover the rest, finding a small baby covered in soot and debris. At the sight of the infant some hero’s yelled and medics came rushing in, stalk lighting hit your eyes and made you wince, taking off your shirt to reveal the sports bra underneath and wrapped the child up while he whined. Standing, many moved out of the way while you walked over to an ambulance, your body a glow of a bright silver and the babies whines slowly molding into light coos of slumber.

The quirk you possessed was truly stunning and it had many awing at the sight. Even Katsuki couldn’t stop staring, he’d never get over how lucky he struck when asking you to be with him the rest of his life. You looked of a walking angel in that moment.

He still wasn’t, wouldn’t, but it was getting pretty damn close.

—

“What?!”

“I just…” the little ones hand was tightly wrapped around your finger, eyes never leaving not even for a second “I want to take him home, with us.” And you looked up with big eyes.

They might have sparkled and his heart might had ached, but take him home? “No” he said flatly

It took nothing to have your eyes snap back to his, wide “no? Katsuki…his- his parents were confirmed dead, there are no other living relatives!”

“And that makes it our responsibility to take care of it? Where the hell do you think we have time for a kid? With your hours in the field and mine, the work you do in the hospital, what the fuck are you thinking?”

that had clearly takin you aback, yes you knew what you were getting into marrying such a stand offish person, but he had rarely raised his voice toward you. Brows scrunching, you snapped back, “I’ll make time! I know we agreed on no children but-“ you stuttered back, looking down at the little boy in your arms, cleaned up just enough to see his face and you swore something in you just hammered. “I wanna try…try for him? Please, maybe it’s not so bad, to have a kid. He has no one…we could be his someone.”

“We are 23” he countered, stepping forward just to look at the infant with disgust “we agreed on no children because we have lives. We have busy lives woman! Hell, we don’t even have time to make a damn baby if we wanted to!”

Again you gave a look at him, “no”

his face contorted, “no?”

“No.” You repeated “for sickness and in health. For worst and for the better.” The resisted words made your husband stumble back a bit, “if this is our worse, then fucking bring it.”

—

“God just-“ Katsuki covered his face with the pillow

The damn kid had been crying all night. No, not all night, the whole damn two weeks since you took him home. Fuck. The little shit was only some months old, he got that, but do children ever shut the fuck up? He has to be up at 4am god damnit!

Before he could even complain you were shifting next to him in bed, feeling the covers get thrown over and slippers shuffled on. As he knew your back was turned he tuned to scowl at you. Every cry bounced off the walls, every sound coherent to his ears and he thought his quirk was loud? Does every baby gotta complain so much? What ever the hell you were trying to prove didn’t not change his mind he had on the little shit, kids sucked. They smelled, they whined, ate too much and over all just their existence bothered the blond. If he had the choice, he didn’t want one.

As you neared the small room he was placed, you cooed, a small song that became soothing to the child. Slowly he had quieted at your sound, smiling down as you looked over the crib to see his eyes meeting yours. He had beautiful purple ones, laced with gold and looked right out of a fairy tale. You envied his parents for his beauty and didn’t hesitate to pick him up. Your days consisted of work and caring for little Mako. The name was his when you found the records and decided to stick to it, as a tribute to his parents.

Katsuki stomped out from his shared room, grumbling at the time, 2:54am. For some reason he found it satisfactory to want to go and just sit in that damn door way and scowl at you some more, so that’s what he did. What point he was trying to get across at this rate, he didn’t know, but he was still very much upset. When he entered the room he really didn’t expect to not find you, well, not standing at least or in the chair. No, instead your legs were tucked tightly against yourself, body folded as Mako laid next to you in the crib. You had gotten into the fucking crib with the little shit. Of fucking course. As quiet as it was now, he could now only hear the soft breaths that escaped you. That damn kid was taking his wife from him! Even in bed now for fucks sake!

God he was fuming, shutting the door behind him and instead of going back to bed alone, he changed to go out for a run.

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Every night, every day was the same. There was a small daycare for doctors at your hospital and decided to drop him off when working, though you only worked for so long. The man would come home to you being there, which never happened before. The baby in your arms and you bounced and walked around, patting his back or trying to feed him. He noticed the bags that hung low under your eyes, the way your shoulders slumped from the weight of the child and sluggish steps. Yet every time Mako was in need, you haven’t hesitated for a second. Not have you complained. Of course, he heard the dragging of you getting out of bed become more and more heavy for his cries, but you still did it. When you told him you’d take care of the infant he hadn’t realized you wouldn’t ask for any help. Not once did you even ask if he could fetch you something even though you had already sat with Mako. It almost irritated Katsuki because that was something he always did for you, liked doing for you. He loved tending to your needs, loved helping and getting up if it meant you staying seating. Now it was as if you didn’t need him at all. He was admittedly… lonely.

Week three hit and it had struck 7am. He had the day off yesterday and today, yet you still had taken the child with you. He’d spent the whole day yesterday alone, sulking, thinking of how heavy Mako probably was after so long, how whiney he probably got if not touched enough or got hungry. Katsuki bakugou, number 6 and rising hero in Japan, was…well he felt guilty. Everyday, even if he didn’t like it, he kept looking at the child. When you did set him down the man would make a point to go over and take a glance.

Mako had been crying, just finishing a 32 hour shift you came home at 5 am with the little one asleep in your arms and passed out right next to Katsuki just after putting the baby down. No bother to change or even shower, you snored away sprawled like a starfish on the King Cal. He sat up just as you had walked in and hit your pillow. Bakugou stared at you a moment, your sleeping figure only two hours in to a proper sleep and yet you twitched. Eyes slowly drooping open, he watched you struggle to pull yourself up, not even knowing your husband was awake. Bakugou only lightly shoved you, making your body easily topple over and groan. Before you could yell at the hard head, he was up.

“I fucking got it, go back to bed idiot.”

God you didn’t complain, he heard you snoring again just as his first slipper went on. Treading towards the nursery you managed to put together, Katsuki pushed the door open. There, mako whaled, swaddled nicely in a dotted blanket and mouth agape with every tear.

“Yeah yeah” the blond muttered, strolling over to look over the crib and pull the child out. He wasn’t light, but not heavy either. Just a small little thing, you had done so well nursing him back to health. “Guess your not so bad” he brought his free hand to move the small hairs away, trying to recall what he’s seen you do and began to lightly bounce. Although that did calm mako, he still whimpered. “Ya hungry? I fucking am.”

And out he went. He hadn’t realized the struggle of working one handed. He’d been reluctant on helping you at all in hopes you’d give up, watching you even vacuum your turn with the kid in your arm. setting the milk down, Katsuki held Mako out and in front of him, “we outta but one of those wrap things so ya don’t be such a bother on my wife, brat”

Mako just babbled and Katsuki pulled him back in, mixing the formula he’d had seen you do and just used his quirk to warm the bottle. After making sure it wasn’t too warm, he held the rubber nipple to his lips and Mako began to feed. After some minutes he retreaded the bottle, patting his back while he put together his own breakfast. Maybe…maybe having this thing wasn’t so bad…

—

“Katsuk!?”

With the phone held against his ear, bakugou walking down the street “Hah?”

“Katsuki!” You shouted into the devise

“What ya shitty woman?”

“I can’t find Mako!” You screeched, the strain in your voice making his heart churn “I-I-I don’t- he’s not in his crib and I called the hospital cause I was just so tired and maybe I forgot him-“

“Calm the hell down he’s with me” he finally answered, “little shit and I went out for coffee while you slept, got ya that fucking blueberry tart ya like so much. I’ll be at the door in just a second.”

Hanging up you immediately ran out of your apartment, cursing as your heart raced an unbelievable amount and urged the elevator to go faster as it went down. The doors finally opening, you found your husband just coming into the lobby and bolted.

“The hell-“ he managed before you tackled, carefully, tackled Mako from Katsuki’s grasp “oi-“

But he was already in your arms. You sighed, falling to the ground- to your knees and hugging the baby tightly. The hero watched as you did so, pulling the child away a bit and looking at him and your own baby voice came through. “You gave momma a scare didn’t you?” You told Mako, “I thought some shitty person took you from me and turns out it was my shitty man” you cooed as makos little hands came to touch your face and babble

“Tch. Well your ‘shitty man’ didn’t do shit. Tell your mom that Daddy just took ya out, no need to fucking flip tables.”

Without a second your head snapped up to him at the name. The smile that grazed your lips was second best to your wedding night, one he knew he would never forget and he melted. Forcing his blush down, he pulled some papers out from the baby bag.

“Court house was fuckin open. So that kids mine now, you’d too I guess, take it or leave it.”

He presented the papers of custody to you, not just for him but you too, and you almost teared up. Your smile was like a child with candy and you jumped up, shoving the kid in his arms and then kicked his leg. Bakugou grunted and bent over in pain and you took the opportunity to quite literally climb him and get on his back piggy back style. The weight was nothing to him but he still stood, confused. He had you latched at his back, legs firmly wrapped around his torso and arms grasping around his neck, baby Mako cradled in his arms in the front.

“The fuck-“

“My feet hurt, carry me back to bed.” You insisted lazily, laying your head on him

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cloudy-zephyr · 1 year

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Bakugou x trans masc! Reader (he/they pronouns used!) Who's on their period

Anyone can read this, but know this one is for the transmascs ♡ also it's not written that bakugoi is cis so you can totally imagine him as trans as well, we love t4t bakugou ♡

Genre: fluff, headcanons

Cws: blood, swearing from bakugou

☆ this man is perfect to be around when you're on your period and lemme tell you why

☆ if you're having bad cramps and can't seem to sleep? He's literally got built in heating pads. He can (and will) warm up his hands and rest them on your stomach, lower back, or wherever it hurts!

☆ he definitely makes sure you aren't binding too much!! Checks in on you and makes sure you're drinking enough water and eating well

"You gotta take care of yourself, dumbass."

☆ being a pro hero means he isn't squeamish to blood, so if you bleed on the sheets/the couch/your clothes no worries! He'll gently send you off to take a warm shower and he cleans up. He might even throw a towel in the dryer so it's warm for you when you get out

☆ he doesn't let you bad talk yourself, or your body, just because it functions in a way you wish you didn't. Saying you hate your body? Katsuki wouldn't allow it.

"Just because it feels bad right now, doesn't mean your body is bad. Your body is good and helps do so many things, like be my amazing and loving boyfriend."

☆ he makes your favorite foods and stocks up on your favorite snacks for the week.

☆ he avoids, as much as possible, making your dysphoria any worse than it is (or maybe it isn't! Remember that everyone's experience is unique and may not feel dysphoric on their period ♡)

☆ he doesn't treat you any differently than usual, besides spoiling you with breakfast in bed, because he doesn't want to make you feel less than or helpless

☆ if you do like being babied though, then be prepared to be taken care of!

☆ katsuki is a very good boyfriend <3

I hope you enjoyed!! And im trying new layouts? I want my stuff to be more aesthetically pleasing

#🐱💥 bakugou 💥🐱#bakugou x reader #katsuki x trans masc reader #mha #bnha #bakugou headcannons

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yndrgrl · 1 month

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you + katsuki bakugo's relationship dynamic <3

fluff. cute lil drabble. established relationship. ooc! bakugo. any au you want ig haha. gn! reader.

warnings: innuendos but nothing crazy

a/n: another drabble before i drop a long, hardcore mafia boss! dabi x spy! reader smut 👀

before bakugo found you, his friends pictured him dating someone dainty, soft-spoken, & just all around quiet. however, when you came into the picture, your dynamic just made so much sense.

the two of you clicked & meshed so well together. you were outgoing, kind yet snappy, & you were just glowing whenever you were with katsuki.

your friends were worried when you first got with katsuki, knowing you. you were the type to take no bullshit from anyone, not afraid of conflict, & you were just so headstrong.

what shocked everyone the most is how katsuki change when with you. we all know katsuki; if you look at the guy wrong, he'd punch the look off your face before you could even blink. he was always yelling profanity at someone with a seemingly permanent scowl on his face. the nicknames he gave people were less than savory.

but with you? you could say whatever you wanted, you could act like a princess brat & he would just dote on you. it was your way, or the highway. katsuki would go to the ends of the universe for you-- even if you just wanted a cup of tea. no mean names for you (unless under the shirts), you were his darling, his love. how could he not worship you? you're just so perfect.

he's just so happy to be in your presence, it was as clear as day. he would never say it out loud (unless you batted your pretty eyes at him, of course), but he just relished in your beauty.

loving katsuki is the easiest you've ever gotten the pleasure to experience. people say that he would start fights then never back down. it was quite the opposite, though. he would tease you because you were just so cute all huffy & puffy, but once you started to get actually upset, he would immediately deescalate the situation. profuse apologizes would flow out of his mouth, butterfly kisses up your arm, & if you were truly mad, he would look so hurt.

your fights were rare & far in between. honestly, there wasn't much to fight about because he would avoid them like the plague. you didn't like when he did something? he literally unlearns it on the spot. you didn't like he wasn't doing something? he would immediately jump into action, mentally burning it into his brain.

he didn't want to lose you. you were an angel amongst a dirty sea of sinners, & he was your ever-so-willing worshipper.

he loves that he gets the privilege of seeing your sweet side. you give the world your rough exterior with glimpses into your true self. however, when with him, you can let go of the facade. there was a never ending flow of compliments coming out of his mouth.

"darlin', you're just too sweet for me." "god, i can't believe i'm the lucky one who gets to praise you." "(y/n), you're just so mmm."

life with him got comfortable, never boring. you had your routines. on monday, you'd call at 9 p.m. until midnight. on fridays, you'd get off of work at 6 p.m., & he'd already be outside of your house, waiting to pick you up for a date.

"oh, how i adore you, (y/n)."

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kleem-o · 10 months

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Sleepovers: Boyfriend! Bakugou x Reader

idk i just thought of this and needed to write it lol

“Fucking hell..”

Bakugou looked at the clock on his bedside table to see the haunting red lights show that it was 3 in the fucking morning, and some dumbass keeps ringing his doorbell. He looked over you as you slept peacefully, your head on his arm, while his other arm snakes around your waist. You were only in your underwear and a big shirt of his, while he was in his gray sweatpants shirtless. He really didn’t want to get up, as you both were too comfortable now, away from the noises of the world, well except from the idiot spamming his doorbell. He kissed your cheek and let his lips stay there for a while, hoping the person would just go away. In annoyance, he got up with a huff, quietly so as to not disturb you, since surprisingly you weren’t waking up despite all the noise outside. Once outside the bedroom, Bakugou began stomping quickly to the door to see who the asshole was, only to see his friend– drunk friend smiling like a little idiot, drunk out of his mind. “What the fuck are you–” Kaminari cut him off by immediately entering his home. “Shit I got too wasted bro, can’t make it back home lemme stay here for a while..” Kaminari was going straight for the bedroom and Bakugou quickly got hold of Kaminari and settled him on the couch. “Okay! Okay fuck, just– just stay here on the couch and be quiet okay?” “Ugh I’m gonna be sick.. Is Y/N over?” “Yeah so be fucking quiet or I’ll kick your ass outside, got it!” Bakugou said through gritted teeth. He really didn’t want this day to be ruined by his pikachu friend. He entered back to his bedroom and went back to bed, body already taking form next to yours, he pulled you closer to him, your back to his chest while he buried his face in your hair, inhaling the smell of home and a hint of cocoa butter. “Babe.? something wrong?” You stirred a bit to try and face him. “Nothing sweets, go back to sleep, just Kaminari being dead drunk and having to stay over” You giggled as Bakugou left open kisses on your nape, letting his lips stay as you both drifted off to sleep. 30 minutes later, Kaminari was still awake scrolling on his phone as he lay down on the couch, he couldn’t sleep for some reason, and the worst thing happened. His phone got disconnected to the wifi. Now he has to be brave and enter the dragon’s den, and hopefully not get kicked out, to ask for the wifi password. Great, just great, Kaminari thought. He went inside the bedroom, being as quiet as possible and saw you and Bakugou sleeping while cuddling, the blonde had to admit it was weird seeing Bakugou being all lovey dovey with you when most of the time it seems like all the veins in his head would burst from annoyance. He checked the back of the wifi router and of fucking course the pass wasn’t there, it would be too easy now would it? Kaminari doesn’t know if he lost brain cells or is just so drunk he would risk his life, but he went ahead and tried to wake Bakugou up. A tap on the shoulder was all it took. Bakugou slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the dark only to almost have a heart attack seeing the figure of his pikachu friend “Pikachu, what the fuck??” Bakugou hurriedly draped the covers on your body, not wanting you to be exposed to his friend. “What’s your wifi password?” Kaminari whispered. This happened a few more times, and now even you were awake. “Shhh baby go back to sleep” Bakugou tried soothing you back to sleep, but you were already wide awake. “Babe… I’m hungry” Bakugou sighed and it was off to the kitchen you both went, but not before Bakugou made you put on some shorts. Kaminari saw Bakugou and you go to the kitchen and tagged along, you both watched as Bakugou whipped up some fried rice, scrambled eggs, and some luncheon meat. It was now 3:30 in the morning and you, Bakugou, and Kaminari sat silently in a peaceful atmosphere, eating to your heart’s content. You leaned on Bakugou’s shoulder as he said “You’re lucky Y/N’s here”

i need to get a life honestly

^^ how Kaminari, single, felt when he saw you and Bakugou

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madamsommed · 1 year

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I was just thinking about Bakugou in the Doctor's office with his mother and the doctor suddenly asks how often he has sex.

SUGGESTIVE? (there's no smut but still)

Bakugou doesn't like doctors at all. Whether it's the ones at the hospital or the general practitioners. He finds them obnoxious and nosey. The only reason he sees them is when he's been hurt in battle or when his loving mother forces him to go.

"Why are we here?" Katsuki groans slouching arms folded in the passenger seat of the nice car he bought for his mom.

"Because you haven't gone for a check-up once this year." Mitsuki says stuffing her sunglasses into her already full bag of lord knows what.

"Because I'm fine and I would know that."

His scowl only deepens as he walks into the smell of medicine flowing in the air of the building. Though he feels better when he finds out he doesn't have to wait and his mother was kind enough to book an appointment.

Unwillingly scurrying off quickly when he sees a fangirl squeal and stand up assuming to ask for a picture.

And for a second he thinks it's not that bad and things will go smoothly until the doctor starts asking all sorts of questions that he's sure aren't relevant at all.

He answers them all quite well until the doctor questions his sex life. And honestly, he was gonna answer in confidence without a second thought until he remembered his mother was sitting right next to him.

"So how often do you have sex?" The doctor asks without an ounce of embarrassment in his voice but then again he probably asks this question often.

"Well uh-"

He cuts himself off and just sits there frozen suddenly uncomfortable with all eyes in the room being on him. Regretting all his choices leading up to this moment.

"I don't- I don't think that's relevant.. at all."

The doctor only chuckles suddenly also uncomfortable with the energy in the room.

"Well uh.. considering the situation it is but would you like mom to step out of the room?"

And he doesn't answer just shrugs his shoulders and gives his mom a questioning look. And now Mitsuki is also uncomfortable with the energy AND the possibility of the answer.

"I don't know is it a worrying answer?" She questions turning the focus back to Katsuki.

"I'm not answering that." He answers letting out a very uncomfortable chuckle.

"Why?"

"I'm just not."

"Do I not wanna know?"

"I just don't feel like you need to know that."

"So I should step out?"

"You should step out."

"Out I go then."

"Yeah."

Mitsuki picks up her bag and walks out in less than a second.

"So.. I'm assuming it's often then." The doctor asks, pen ready in hand to right it down.

"Depends how often you consider often."

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daydreaming--on--jupiter · 7 months

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Bakugou is an aggressive cuddler

Just imagine, your sleeping peacefully, not a care in the world when all of a sudden strong arms grab you and pull you closer. You grumble slightly, waking up from your slumber only to realize your sleeping boyfriend has you in a borderline headlock.

"Katsuki, Kastuki you're squeezing me really tight" you mumble, slapping his arm slightly and trying to wriggle your way out of his grip. This only earns you a noise akin to a growl as the grip gets tighter and after a good ten seconds you finally admit defeat.

Bakugou will never hear the end of how aggressive he cuddles you, and every time you bring it up all he says is "if its such a fucking problem then stop being so comfortable to cuddle with" which only earns him a shake of your head and a sigh.

You secretly love it though, but you'll never tell him that.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha headcannons #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #bakugou katuski x reader #I love him so much yall

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pixeldemonia · 1 month

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Fantasy Au clothing designs ⚔️🏹

In my past fantasy-themed drawings I never had a consistent and detailed concept of our outfits, and since the new mha popularity poll results are close to being revealed and those illustrations are where the fantasy au was born, I thought it would be a great idea to finally draw the detailed costumes! My character's clothes are a mix between my own style and something that I think matches Katsuki's style in this au, because even if he "doesn't like it" we share his red cape ♥ (btw, I love the winter dress, it's definitely something I would like to sew in the future 🪡) in the case of Bakugo, his "summer" outfit is the best known and his first design of the fantasy au, while the second is a mix between his outfit from the fourth survey and the one from the eighth, there were things about both that I liked so I decided to combine them, anyways, I love the results, we look good, cozy and ready for new adventures!

Commissions are open

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joonipertree · 6 months

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To show someone that you care, is a gift itself. | Sugar Daddy Bakugo Series

Where you show Katsuki what a gift can be.

Tags: Artist!reader, very self indulgent, like guys....please buy me watercolour paper instead of Versace. Watercolour paper is stupid expensive. Im also not skilled enough to actually make the gift so--

Pt 1 Pt 3

Katsuki's birthday had been looming when the two of you started going out, like a weighted shadow. You had spent a very long stressing about what to get him with a budget that wasn't even worth a fraction of what he would buy you.

But, like gift giving was Katsuki's, it was your love language as well. And you'd gotten good at getting heart felt things for people. Admittedly, it took a lot of brainstorming and notes upon notes of what to get.

You'd always go overboard to please the people you cared about, afraid that they'll leave if you didn't cross the limits and bend over backwards for them.

Katsuki had always taken care of you, never asked for anything and your love was returned albeit in a quieter and tsundere manner. So the urge to go above and beyond didn't fester for long, knowing that your bare presence made him warmer.

Your gift idea came when he was on the ring, swift on his feet and solid in the rigidness of his body. You'd brought your sketchbook and while you wanted to keep your eyes on your boyfriend, your hands became busy with large curves and sharp flicks of your pencil that brought dark edges .

You'd made at least 20 quick gestures drawings that were more crude representations of movement for you. But with those and the feelings you trapped in your heart, you made thumbnails and chose one to draw large scale.

One where Katsuki's face was partially blocked by his arm and he gave a blow. His elbows were jagged, muscles taut and rippling. And his eyes sharp and cat like.

The charcoal pencils and sticks used to create tapered lines to create hard surfaces was 340 yen. The watercolour pallete used had messy paint splattered everywhere and its lid broken, having been with you for a good while. The coat over the charcoal was 50 yen hair spray that worked just as well as professional sprays.

It didn't cost a lot but your hands were full of care and by the end of it, you hoped that it'd be something Katsuki would at least like. The man could have the world but all you had was you.

You didn't realize that you were more than enough

Katsuki to lost his voice when you handed it to him at midnight, eyes wide as he stared at him but not him. The layers on layers of paint held emotions that he could only describe as love, meticulously hand picked and felt in strokes. He'd seen HD pictures of his fights, seen videos of them where his sweat and pores were as clear as day. The most he'd thought of them were how his form could improve or how cool he looked.

But what you made, it twisted something in his chest and stung his eyes and filled him to the brim with love so warm and overwhelming that his body wasn't big enough to hold it.

You two had been dating for 4 months, Katsuki had spent that time falling in love with you in ways he didn't think possible. He'd fall with every giggle and kiss and ramble and your face when you were concentrating. He'd never said 'I love you', hoping his actions showed it enough, still too scared to speak it in case it was met with hesitance or silence.

But Katsuki had gently put down the canvas, something you that you'd built, stretched and primed yourself. And while you made eye contact with the walls and ceiling, you explained how the only thing you could come up with was the painting, that you wanted to capture the emotions you felt when you saw him fight. That it wasn't much but---

Katsuki had engulfed you in a hug, hand on the back of your head to press it against him and an arm around your waist. He squeezed you, tried to express all that he was feeling with one hug alone. You felt it, held him tightly and carded your fingers through his hair. With his shoulders shaking, you had an inkling that he had been crying. When he spoke, with a wobbly voice, you were sure that he was.

"I love you." He'd muttered out for the first time.

"I love you more." You whispered back and Katsuki had firmly denied it, that no one could love a person as much as he loved you.

Getting a gift for you became hard after that, because Katsuki sucked at making shit.

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doumadono · 2 months

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Hi, sweets 🍭 I'd like to request deaf Bakugo headcanons - just him interacting with his little girl that demands his attention as she wants him to play with her (she is aware dad is a little off because he can't hear)

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST

As Bakugo's hearing begins to fade periodically with time, his little girl starts noticing the subtle changes.

The little girl, at the age of 5, struggles to understand why her dad doesn't always respond the way others do. When you, her mom, gently explains Bakugo's hearing challenges, the girl takes it all in, absorbing the information.

To bridge the gap, the little girl asks you to teach her some basic signs. With wide-eyed enthusiasm, she practices and learns the signs, eager to communicate better with her dad.

She comes up with creative ways to catch Bakugo's attention - a gentle tap on his lap, taking his hand and giving it a squeeze, or sometimes just grabbing one of the merchandise plushies you collect at home and presenting it to him.

deaf!Bakugo, in turn, has developed a keen sense of visual awareness to understand all of his little girl's signals.

Despite being aware that her dad is a bit different, she continues to demand his attention for playtime! deaf!Bakugo, unaware that his daughter is learning sign language, is pleasantly surprised one day when she excitedly signs to him, asking him to play with her. His heart brims with love and pride, witnessing the earnest effort she's making to connect with him, and he finds it challenging to hold back tears in the middle of the living room.

deaf!Bakugo often engages in games that don't rely heavily on sound but thrive on shared moments. Building intricate block towers, drawing colorful masterpieces, and playing with dolls become their cherished activities!

When it's playtime, Bakugo's face lights up with a soft smile as he watches his daughter's enthusiasm. He might not hear her words and laughter, but he feels the warmth of her joy radiating through the room.

deaf!Bakugo has developed a set of creative signals and cues to respond to his daughter's requests. Whether it's a gentle tap on the shoulder or a specific hand gesture, they have established their own silent language.

As deaf!Bakugo gradually loses his hearing completely, his daughter's ability to communicate with him through signs becomes an invaluable bridge that allows them to share laughter, love, and a world of understanding.

Despite being a hero and handling the challenges of his job, there are moments when deaf!Bakugo, alone in his office while working from home, breaks down. The silence around him reminds him of the laughter of his beloved little girl he can't hear anymore, and it hits him emotionally.

The very first time they finish playing with his daughter's dolls and plushies, Bakugo's heart melts and he can't hold back tears as his little girl approaches him, using sign language to say, "Thank you for playing with me. I love you, Daddy."

The girl is a little scared seeing her dad crying as it is an extremely rare sight. So, she climbs onto his lap, strokes his rough cheeks marked by many scars from the battles he fought, and signs at him, "Daddy, don't cry, I love you. I'll hug you, and it will be okay."

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mooluvs · 9 months

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Being part of the bakusquad headcanons

requests open! | bnha masterlist

warnings: none | genre: platonic fluff | fic type: hcs

A/N: it’s self-indulgent platonic fic time ;)

I feel like they just kinda adopted you into the group

You didn’t really have much say in it, to be honest

Like, Mina thought you looked lonely one day and told you to join them for lunch

She’d actually been planning this for week

And then suddenly, before you could refuse, Kiri is making room for you sit with them and Kami has already added you to the group chat

And before you know it, you’re all on a first name basis and you’re suddenly a lot less lonely

Though for the first few weeks, you were convinced Bakugo hated you.

Until you noticed how he blew up at anyone who insulted you

And how he gave you an affectionate not entirely insulting nickname

After awhile, his way of showing affection became clear to you and you realised that he cares fo you guys a lot.

Not that he’d admit it

The two of you often help the other four study and do homework together.

You all hang out like this quite a lot

Not very much work gets done

It’s also like having the worlds best guard dogs because not weirdos can even get close to you

Kirishima is always happy to help you train.

On top of being a good punching bag, he gives really good advice.

You’re one of the only people he trusts to help dye his hair.

He also gives really good hugs and has no problem with platonic cuddles.

Bakugo too, but tell anyone and you’re dead

Sero is always there for you when you need help.

Especially, when you need cheering up.

He loves seeing you laugh.

Kaminari loves that you don’t treat him likes he’s stupid.

And that you try and look after him when he short circuits. He really appreciates that.

He loves just chilling with you guys.

He’s more than happy to charge your electrical devices for you.

The others are on thin ice tho

Mina loves it when all of you hang out together

Was over the moon when you asked her to teach you some dance moves

She’s very happy she decided to drag you into the group

You’re all each other’s biggest supporters

You know that someone will always have your back

And that you’ll always have theirs.

And that if anyone even tries to hurt any of you they will have an angry Pomeranian flying at their face

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bonbonthedragon · 2 years

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Bakugou x fem!reader

Note: this is the fact that katsuki does

survive the devils chapter and fluff because

I will not allow otherwise

Warnings: cursing, fluff (reader has a

healing quirk)

It wasn’t that you were crazy, just exhausted. Utterly tired when you watched the scene unfold, how when his eyes went wide so did yours, and when his dropped, yours fell with him. Bakugou was mean, he was uncaring and hatful. But every time your eyes met in the classroom, it was something other than anger that illuminated off the boy. That deceiving facade he presented was depleting, and you felt it. So when you saw him on that field, dressed in blood and glimmering in defeat, you ran.

Maybe it was his corpse you were hugging, you didn’t know. Cuddling up to a limp body on a gurney as there was fighting between wether you should stay or go. In the end it seemed they let you stay, the humming of your quirk keeping the line of his life going, kept that portable monitor beeping. Aizawas voice keep his parents calm as best he could, keeping your eyes closed while tears left to stain his bloodied suit.

“So why can’t we see him but she can?” His mother cried

“Her quirk-“

“How can a quirk help?” Mitsuki whaled

Aizawa sighed, looking back as the nurses set the bed and checked monitors. They had just gotten there. “I know it’s hard, and complicated, but if you want your son to live I believe she is his best option, Mrs. Bakugou.” And he went on to try and explain your quirk, the EMT analyzing.

…

Fuck. What the fuck. Katsukis head felt light, trying hard to open his eyes in this stupid lit up room. Fuckin hospitals were so bright, and for what?

“Don’t move too much”

The boy looked over, his teacher staring back.

“It’s best if she just stays asleep, and you need to rest as well. Plus, she’s not finished with you.”

“Who…” it was then he felt the weight of the bed dipping next to him, an arm lazily slacken over his torso. That arm glowed, a luminous white aura that felt soft. His body buzzed with endorphins, a hum of a silent melody that only came from one person. You were sleeping next to him, body wrapped and an IV stuck in your arm. He could feel every cell in his body being stitched back together while you fell heavier atop him.

Aizawa raised, bringing a cup of water with a straw to the boys lips. He drank, his throat dry. “Thanks”

“Not me, you thank her. She didn’t have too. When she wakes you ring that button for a meal, you’ll both need it.” And he left.

It seemed that was almost Queen because you shifted, foot twisting against his and adjusting your head next to his shoulder. Your eyes never opened but your hand raised from his stomach, treading up to glide your fingers to his cheek and feel the indentions of the wound, and you cupped it. He winced only a second, then everything became light, a softness to your touch as your quirk provided as you took all his pain away. He could feel his skin contorting, feel it as if it was going ahead in time and those rough edges became smooth against your palm. It seemed you were satisfied because you pulled away, for him all too soon, and tucked it back into the warmth of the thin sheets, making a noise before yawing. Your quirk must have really drained you, yet you were still going.

When you finally sat up, he closed his eyes. For what reason, he didn’t know. The monitor was giving him away, each beat going faster and faster while it pumped at the warmth of you next to him. He couldn’t contain it, he hadn’t thought he’d get so close to you. Katsuki felt your eyes on him, the air covered in thick confusion while you planted a hand to his chest almost like you were trying to stop it. You were, trying to get your quirk to help him, if only you knew it wouldn’t work. His heart raced on its own, not because he was wounded and bleeding out.

“The hell” you mumbled, pressing harder onto him.

He almost wanted to laugh, to crack a smile so you knew. He wasn’t in pain, he wasn’t in trouble, he was happy.

“Oi-“ he finally grunted, taking your wrist “ya trying to suffocate me?”

Freezing, you gasped. “You’re awake-He’s-“ and a hand came over your mouth

“Shut up, my head hurts.” It didn’t. Either way you knew it or not your hand came to his forehead, but he dodged. “Don’t waste your energy, it’s fine. And the last thing I need is my nagging parents and doctors in here.” And he dropped the hand from your mouth.

“Ah” you acknowledged, moving your arm away. Some seconds past and that’s when your cheeks became scarlet. Immediately you shot up and got out of his way on the bed, that light glow fading now that your quirk subsided and the heat of your presence left him. He almost pulled you back. “I didn’t mean to- I just fell asleep-“

“S’ fine. That shit wears you out, I get it.” He bit the inside of his lip, looking down at himself. Any blood was gone and open wounds had completely disappeared. “Thanks”

“Yeah…no problem….” The both of you stared for a moment, and you stuttered. “Oh my gosh, this is inappropriate-“ swinging your legs over, you planted your feet on the ground. Just as you put all your weight to yourself, your vision went dark, stumbling back and Bakugou tensed as he tried to catch he you, but you already caught yourself. “On second thought…” you mumbled, holding your head. “Give me a minute.”

“Tch.” The boy scooted over, tugging your shirt down so you fell back into the now empty space. “You need to Fuckin in eat if ya want to walk after doin all that.” And he pressed the button.

“I shouldn’t be taking your bed-“

“What do ya want to watch” he already had the remote, turning on the small tv on the wall, clicking through channels.

“Really I don’t want to intrude-“

“Please” he groaned, “stop whining and pick something.”

“Uh… what…what’s on is fine…”

He rolled his eyes, setting the remote down. It was then you had noticed the gash on his hand, instinctively taking it as your body glowed again.

Bakugou blushed. “You don’t-“

“Katsuki!” Masaru cried, his mother just behind. “You’re okay!”

“And still with that girl?” Mitsuki questioned, eyes darting to what looked to be the intertwined fingers.

Bakugou’s face went red, pulling it away and crossing his arms. “What do ya want, hag?” And a plastic tupil wear full of fruit was thrown at him. “-ow WHAT THE HELL WOMAN?”

“YOU TRIED TO DIE ON ME, BRAT”

Slowly you began to slither off the bed. “I think I’m just gonna- oh”

He pulled you back, “NO” and turned back to his mother where the quarrel continued. Until he realized, and he paused, looking down at where he was grabbing your arm back and how you were shoved just up against him. God, if his face wasn’t already a tomato.

“STOP THROWING YOUR GIRLFRIEND AROUND”

“SHE NOT MY GIRLFRIEND- AHHHHH!!!!!!”

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hajiberry · 1 year

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9:17 pm - bakugou katsuki

+ breakup angst

You stared out at the city scape, refusing to look over at the guy in the drivers seat who was currently breaking your heart.

“So this is why you’ve been so distant?”, sighing, bakugou leaned his head back against the headrest.

“I’ve been busy, which is exactly why I’m having this conversation with you”, scoffing you finally looked over at him.

“This is a conversation?”, you ask, gesturing between the two of you.

“We’re talking aren’t we?”, you wanted to laugh, even while breaking up with you, he somehow still managed to be snarky.

“Not really Katsuki, you’re telling me what’s going to happen”, you knew that wasn’t exactly fair, he was trying to explain to you why he couldn’t handle a relationship right now. Which somehow made you madder, it wasn’t that he didn’t want you, he just didn’t want you right now.

“Okay well, I guess I’m trying to have a conversation but you're being a child about this”, sitting up more, you shoot him a glare.

“So I’m not allowed to be hurt over this?”, you ask, trying not to raise your voice.

“I didn’t say that I just”, he cuts himself off, running a hand through his hair. He wished he could tell you how he couldn’t do this because it wasn’t the plan. He was never supposed to fall stupidly in love his first year of being a pro, he was supposed to be working on his career, putting his all into becoming number one, not worrying about you constantly. He just couldn’t do both right now and being a pro had always been his dream and he couldn’t just give it up or half-ass it for you. “I’m sorry, okay I’m sorry. I just can’t do this right now”

Biting down on your lip, you nod, not having any more energy to talk or fight about this. “I just thought I meant more to you than this”, you mumble, avoiding eye contact as a few tears trickled down your cheeks.

Sighing, he reaches his hand out for your face, gently cupping your cheek, forcing you to look at him. “You do, that’s why I can’t do this right now. I can’t half-ass my career and I can’t half-ass this relationship. So one has to go”,

Looking at him you sigh, moving your face away from his and leaning back in your seat. “Okay.”

Opening his mouth, his response dies in his throat, because in all honesty there’s nothing else to say. There are no more excuses he can give you for breaking this off and even if he did it wouldn’t make this hurt any less.

“Can you take me home”, you whisper, closing your eyes, not allowing yourself to start crying.

“Yeah”, backing out, he heads back towards your house, the longest 8 minutes of your life.

Pulling up to your building, he parks, watching you as you get out.

“Please don’t expect me to wait around for when your ready for this”,

“I don’t”, reaching his hand out he grabs yours, his callused hand rough against yours. “I”, before he can finish you pull your hand out of his grasp.

“Good night bakugou”, turning around you walk towards your apartment, trying hard to ignore that he‘s still sitting in his car watching you get inside safely. You hated this, hated that you knew you’d forever be waiting for him to realize he could do it both. Waiting for him to want you again, need you again, and maybe the day that he finally pieced it together, that he could have his career and you that it’ll be too late.

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