#m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

imagining katsuki picking up his daughter from her daycare in his usual cap and face mask get-up and she toddles along holding his big hand trying to keep up with his strides and it’s all very very cute from the outside but when you pass you realise she’s actually telling him with great conviction about how some kid said something Super Duper Dumb today but ‘don’t worry dad I didn’t yell or hit. I just looked at him like you taught me’ and you see her pull the nastiest face ever

#lakdkdkd in my mind she is Ruthless #I feel like they would be so funny together #m.bakugo #cw children

[shibaraki]

I still think about this all the time oh myyfucking god iida PLEASE

#ITS SO FUNNY #same page as deku telling everyone that bkg never got valentines day chocolate #man says ‘oddly enough’ #yeah… TO YOU #kskdkddkkdksk #from one of the light novels btw #saw it making the rounds again on twit #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

love imagining in-universe social media and fandoms like someone in the mha world is tweeting about how they thought they saw a beautiful butch on the street but it was actually just pro hero dynamight in civilian clothing and I think that’s wonderful

#yeah i’ll post that #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

falling to my knees look at them LOOK

#they are even cuter than usual here omfg #THEIR MATCHING COATS #LOOK AT DEKU? #I need to chew on him #bnha #bakudeku #m.izuku #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

best friend bakugo that hates anyone you try to date on principle. you cannot go to him for advice he WILL tell you to kill them

#bakugo: BOMB THEM ‼️‼️‼️‼️ #I want to be his bestie so bad u don’t get it #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

I could peek into bakugo’s mind at any given time and I’d just see deku’s moon-shaped face staring back at me

#bnha 409 #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

this image is absolutely insane

#HIS ARM IS LITERALLY MASSIVE #IMA SHORT KING BKG TRUTHER OK BUT HE IS SO #sorry to bkdk I will do it again #bakudeku #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

pls monty i would give u my firstborn if u write even a couple of lines of reader harassing deku for bkg fun facts im laughing so hard 😭 i can totally see izuku sweating and panicking while a deranged reader bombards him w questions at the most unlikely times

but does bakugou know deku wrote his wiki page, or does like a picture collage of screenshots from the page go viral on twitter for being so unhinged and he's just lookin at it like wait how the hell do they know THAT?! before it Clicks

PLSSSS I just know if I sprinted up to him and yelled QUICK-FIRE ROUND:—WHAT IS BAKUGO’S CHEST SIZE?? his lizard brain would kick in and he’d squeak out 102 CENTIMETRES!! before he could think. and everyone in the vicinity would be looking at him like bro… why do you know that…….

bakugo doesn’t care about online stuff my guy is not even aware the page exists until it goes viral. one day denki comes up to him like hey man!! I didn’t know u had the cilantro gene too! and as soon as he sees the wiki he immediately KNOWS. meanwhile somewhere in japan, deku is overcome by an unexplainable sense of dread lmfao

#asks #the utter panic that overcomes u when you have to answer something QUICKLY #I will use it to my advantage #m.bakugo #m.izuku

[shibaraki]

Katsuki liked the quiet. Not always — invigorated by the bone rattling bass of explosive palms, trying not to grin when surrounded by his friends rambunctious laughter or enduring his mothers sharp nagging — but sometimes.

The apartment is still, and he is at ease. You watch him knowing there is tenderness written into your expression, because when he meets your gaze over the top of his book his eyes become narrow, framed by his reading glasses. It isn’t an accusation, more of a question. More of a what did you see that made you look at me like that?

He turns a page without a glance to the paper. It’s loud in the otherwise silent living room. You sit opposite him on the couch with knees tucked to the side, cheek leant against the back cushion with idle fingers tracing the seams. Katsuki is supported by the far arm, sitting upright with one foot left on the carpet and the other by your thigh. With it, he kicks you softly.

“Stop starin’ at me,” he mutters. You loved him so much, and he loved you too, but sometimes he wasn’t sure what to do with it. It lined his stomach heavily like a meal eaten too hastily, uncomfortable to carry as if his body ran out of space.

Your lips thin as you fight a laugh, settling back and directing your attention to the phone in your lap. Your lockscreen is a picture of the two of you, a candid taken during a recent get together. Katsuki has his arm around your lower back, having cradled you against his front where your hands came to rest, and your foreheads were pressed together in what was a fleeting moment of solace. Denki had caught it on camera with the intention of teasing — mainly Katsuki for being so publicly sweet on you — but claimed it was too romantic to make fun of.

“What now?”

His voice is a little rough and warm, like he hadn’t used it in a while. You hum questioningly, and look back up at him.

“You’re smiling at your phone”.

“So nosey,” you say, smile widening as he glares. Reaching down between your hip and the cushion, you wrap your fingers around his ankle. “Maybe it’s a secret”.

At that, his mouth purses into a pout, lower lip jutted out in thought. Then he huffs and returns to the book in his hands, the beginnings of a frown pinched between his brows. “Fine. Tell me when you’re ready then”.

He’s consciously patient, always is. Plenty of people might disagree and you wouldn’t blame them for assuming that being headstrong translated to being impatient; but the Katsuki you knew did things methodically and with the intent to see it through. Good, long lasting results took time, that's what he believed. And that belief bled into all corners of his life, including his relationship with you.

But in this case, he knows that it’ll pluck at your heart string a bit. Twist them like spun sugar. You're willing to bet that he isn't even reading the chapter, just leering at the words until the edges start to blur, waiting for you to crack.

And you do. Fingers squeezing his calf decisively, you fold both legs beneath your body to crawl towards him. The distance isn't far and he's already lifting his arms to accommodate you, lowering them again once you've settle onto his chest. You can feel his wrists where they rest against your back, between them the spine of the book.

You peer up at him, nose brushing the line of his jaw. It's slightly rough where his stubble has grown in overnight. He leans into you, but continues to scrutinise the pages.

“Your handsome face”.

His eyes flicker towards you from behind the frames, light from the window pooling bright in his irises, “hah?”

“That was the secret. I was smiling at your handsome face on my phone. Couldn't keep it in any longer”.

His expression softens, but he still makes a show of clicking his tongue behind his teeth. “Dumbass,” he murmurs, readjusting his thighs to fit snug either side of your hips, holding you closer. “You just wanted some attention”.

No, you think amusedly, you did. “Maybe I missed you. You've been reading that book for ages”.

“Like hell. It's been one hour,” he knocks his chin into your temple in retaliation, “if you're so fuckin' deprived I guess I can read it to you”.

Warmth floods your chest. This, you hadn't expected. “Really?” you ask, your voice partially breathless. Your delight at the suggestion rings clear, and the bridge of his nose wrinkles.

Katsuki turns into your crown, hiding the embarrassment in your hair. “Whatever. It’ll keep you quiet,” and happy. He means happy. “I’m not starting from the beginning though. Tough luck”.

Leaning upwards, you peck the corner of his cheek in appreciation, which he tilts into with dissatisfaction. “Kiss me properly,” he says, and then he kisses you again, gently seizing your mouth for a few short seconds before nipping your bottom lip with his teeth. “There. Now hurry up and get comfortable”.

You hum in contentment as you return to your place on his chest, resting below his collar with the beat of his pulse by your ear. He begins to read aloud, stilted at first, the insecurity slowly stripped away until his tone is warm, low and soothing, as if it were rocking you to sleep.

You’re reminded again that all things needed respite. Even the loud, even the brash.

Katsuki liked the quiet, so did you.

#bnha x reader #bakugo x reader #literally just a sfw gn drabble but it got to 900 so I put a readmore <3 #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

actually something about how much bakugo loves his quirk makes me want to cry a little

#he doesn’t ever wish for another ability or worry about limitations #he genuinely loves it and trusts it and is proud of it #＿|￣|○ #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

katsuki is finely attuned to your mood. he doesn’t say anything right away. he observes. let’s you handle it yourself at first, treats you with the same respect he would want for himself. soon he starts to help in little ways. subtle, if it were anyone else but him. sits with you at lunch and pushes the last of his food on your plate. leaves small sweet treats on your desk. he praises you with red ears and gritted teeth. he invites you to after work drinks with his idiots if you start to self isolate. checks that you’re not working over time. mentions what helps him sleep. what helps him with nightmares. does silly shit like shoot a paper ball at izuku’s head and just to make sure you laugh.

eventually he finds a free day and signs you off. he takes you on his favourite hiking trail, accepting your weight as you lean on him in complaint. it’s when you reach the summit he that tells you to scream.

you frown, brows drawn in confusion. katsuki nods toward the vast blue. “go on,” he says, “let it all out”.

your expression blooms the moment it clicks. opens up for him, soft and grateful. lip caught between your teeth you take his hand, fingers threading until palms kiss with no hesitation. he swallows, sparks igniting under his skin as he watches your chest expand on a deep, overdue inhale.

the frustration coils in your throat. you open your mouth and you release, grip tightening. he squeezes back to keep you there and listens to the echo of your burdens bounce across the valley until you’re panting. tension wrung from your body you begin to laugh, growing louder with your giddiness and he can’t help a crooked grin.

you cover intertwined hands, cradling them, and lean to kiss his knuckles. “thank you,” you murmur, more fondness in your voice than he knows what to do with. “again? together, this time?”

he snorts and rolls his shoulders back, feeling equally seen. you hear the acquiescence in it. one more time would be fine.

up here, the world ends with you.

#bakugo x reader #m.bakugo #I just need him to take me up a mountain so I can scream at the void #q’d

[shibaraki]

“Hey. Oi,” that firm, gentle cadence wrapped around you, low but loud enough to be heard over your short panicked breathing. Katsuki carefully pries your hand from your hair, pressing a kiss to your palm as you’re drawn into his space. His backwards walk halts as he hits the edge of the sofa. Trembling, your knees bend at his soft suggestion, and you descend with him and drop into his lap.

“I’ve got you,” he murmurs. Warm, he rubs your spine in slow strokes, waiting as you wring yourself of the intense emotions wracking your body until your sobs taper into soft hiccups. You feel frayed at the seams “That’s it baby. There you go”.

“Sorry,” you rasp between stuttered gasps. Your nose wrinkles at the damp patch spreading on his T-shirt and a white hot wave of embarrassment drapes over you. “I got you all wet”.

That fond rumbling laughter slides through you like sake, “Ain’t the first time”.

Snuffling, you readjust your knees either side of his hips and lightly knock your forehead against his jaw. “Dick,” you call him.

Balmy lips press to your temple. He kisses the skin there, again and again as he speaks, “Would that make you feel better?”

Your thoughts lag in registering the innuendo. You are preoccupied by the hand at your hip, the thumb swiping back and forth, the way his knees sway left and right beneath your thighs in a subtle, soothing rocking motion. “Not right now,” you laugh weakly. “I’m a mess”.

“Whatever you want,” Katsuki rests his cheek to your crown, reclines so you can lie on his chest. You tuck under his chin. The words vibrate as he says, “Talk to me”.

You are completely without tension. Flesh made into thread unceremoniously dumped across his front. You’re a labourer sinking into a hot bath. “Bad day. Kept making stupid little mistakes and got yelled at,” the memory swells behind your eyes, squeezing shut as you try not to cry again. “Things kept going wrong. I don’t know. I’m sorry I snapped at you”.

Katsuki hums in acknowledgment. “I get it,” he says. “Made you spiral?”

“Yeah,” you mumble, a little ashamed. Another kiss is tucked gently to your hairline. A brief silence passes.

“Someone once told me that if it feels like the world is out to get you then that’s more reason to be good to yourself,” the pressure behind his fingers tickles at your waist, squeezing to hold your attention. “What’s it? You’re your own first and most important ally?”

“Right…” a besotted smile pulls at your mouth at his attempt to recite your advice. You nuzzle in the crook of his neck. “Whoever said that sounds pretty smart”.

“Damn right. Pretty hot, too”.

You sit up to look at him then, face swollen with dried tears and all, “Katsuki”.

He echoes your name, tilts his head back against the lip of the couch, a playful arch in his brow. There is still some hesitance in his gaze as his eyes rove over your expression. When you cup his cheeks he turns into the touch, kisses the heel of your hand like it is entirely natural to him.

“Thank you,” you swallow as your throat threatens to close up once more. You bend, pressing a kiss of your own to his closed mouth; petal soft and fleeting as it is Katsuki grunts, pleased. “Love you”.

“Gross,” he answers reflexively, belied by his small grin. “Love you too”.

#m.bakugo #aka when it’s obvious op is going thru it lakskdkdkd

[shibaraki]

bakugo was an ugly baby confirmed

#bnha 409 #dying dying dying #he look like a tiny old man #AND WITH A FULL HEAD OF HAIR #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

you start dating bakugo thinking it'll be the thrill of your life but actually he’s just excited to demonstrate to you how smoothly his new knife set cuts through veggies

#same. I understand him #a thrill of another kind #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

bakugo alsjskfjdkfjf

#made me laugh sorrydkfk #this is so tdbk coded #m.bakugo

[shibaraki]

actually yes bakugo does need reading glasses and he does stress bake and he does wear a mouth guard to bed. yes he has a dream diary in his notes app compromised of random sentences like ‘what the fuck’ or ‘chased by pizza cutters’ and he does bite into ice cream. yes he love animals and yes he’s very good with them. yes he does know more than two languages and how to play two instruments and basic gymnastics from his classes as a kid yes he does grit his teeth and try everything atleast once and he does take care of his hands by getting regular manicures yes he

#hori told me himself #it’s like I’ve reverted to beginner alsksksks posting random HCs #just thinking about him today is all #m.bakugo