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dollsmyname · 1 year
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Y’ALL!!! It is day 1 of @babybakuweek and todays prompt was “Attachment”!
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Of course, I had to draw our favorite blast boy de-aged (I imagine it was a quirk accident that left him like this). He got a little bit attached to his favorite teacher, and didn’t want to let him leave for work!
I really hope y’all like this, as I had a blast drawing it myself, and can’t wait for the rest of this event!!
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soficierva1734 · 2 years
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Pelo encrespado y amarillo como las hierbas amarillentas que adornan una pradera en otoño.
Ojos de rubí encendidos de fuerza y seguridad, que tal vez tuvieran una que otra gota de sangre.
Cuerpo musculoso y bien formado, como el de un fuerte perro de caza al que se le puede apreciar la musculatura gracias al pelo corto y suave que le rodea.
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Pelo blanco como el pelaje invernal de un conejo, y rojo como el pelaje de un zorro común.
Ojos que son la perfecta combinación de la plata y el diamante, y la marca de su rostro el recuerdo de algo mal hecho.
Cuerpo fuerte y ágil que podría compararse al de un ciervo adulto criado bajo las más duras condiciones, listo para afrontar su primera batalla, y ganar.
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Dos grandes y bellos ojos de esmeralda llenos de inocencia, fuerza, determinación y otras cosas más.
Un pelo verde y alborotado como los pastos que crecen en la primavera naciente.
Las pecas, manchas de tierra sobre su infantil carita, que escondía alguien a quien bien podías temer, si hacías las cosas mal.
Su cuerpo, como el de un tigre.
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birinboom · 5 months
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Post-Apocalyptic Shopkeep Bakugou
This came from me being tired and skimming a prompt for another piece - coffee shop/bookstore au or dystopia au with Bakugou - and my eepy brain turning it into ‘dystopian bookstore Bakugou’. I ended up imagining less of a bookstore per se, and more of a shop from a dystopian/post-apocalyptic game where you’d buy weapon upgrades, treasure maps, etc from an older and incredibly tired Bakugou.
WARNING! This is quite a bit darker than what I usually write, it contains mentions of blood and death (the reader recalling seeing someone being shot). 
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Shopkeep Bakugou, linguist reader Post-apocalyptic au, mentions of blood, mentions of death, mild swearing, fluffy ending 🌿 1,204 words
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Making the trek across the dried-up seabed was always a challenge, even as civilization slowly expanded, creeping closer and closer to the old shipwreck. You adjusted the piece of fabric you’d tied over your nose and mouth; the dust kicked up with every step was hazardous if inhaled. It would cut your lungs to shreds - or so you’d heard. You didn’t want to take any chances.
Finally you spotted the wreck, tucked into a dip in the ocean floor. As always, you took a short detour to marvel at the bones jutting from the ground close to the wreckage. You always liked to imagine that this giant creature was the one to take down the ship, tearing it to pieces before letting it sink to the bottom of the ocean. Maybe it died from its wounds? Maybe it had cut itself on the metal of the hull and bled to death? Or - much more likely - the creature was a victim of the ocean drying up, completely unrelated to the wreckage. You shrugged, reaching out to touch the sun-bleached bones. It didn’t matter what the truth was. You’d never find out anyway, and the idea of a battle between ship and sea monster was fun. 
Moving on, you started the climb onto the shipwreck, careful to not cut yourself on the rusty metal. Your gaze crept up to the bow of the ship where the name had once been painted. It had bleached enough over the centuries that it was almost invisible, all you could read was ‘MS Ba--’ Maybe that was why he’d picked this place. Far enough from civilization that only serious buyers would make the trek. You had started to think of the wreckage as the ‘MS Bakugou.’ Another thing to amuse yourself with. And amusement was exactly why you’d come.
The air cooled around you as you moved deeper into the wreck. Finally, you reached your destination, a door with the words ‘stay the fuck away!’ painted on it. Ignoring the warning, you began spinning the handle, your labored breath almost drowning out the muted sounds of the latches clicking into place on the opposite side of the door. Then, you heaved the door open, instantly raising your hands as the door clanged against the wall. 
A battle-hardened crimson gaze bore into you over the barrel of a shotgun. You stood still, knowing well that moving before he’d recognized you might cause him to pull the trigger. You’d seen it happen when some idiot decided to attempt to raid the wreck while you’d been present. His rattling breath still haunted your dreams. 
“It’s just me,” you said softly.
“You again?” His voice had a tinge of irritation, but he lowered the gun.
You entered, carefully stepping over the tall threshold, lest you trip like you did on your very first visit.
“What do you want this time?” Bakugou’s voice was tired. You couldn’t remember when his tone had changed from the snark it’d that first time, when the hard edge had appeared. But you supposed that it happened to everybody over time.
Placing your hands behind your back, you looked around the room, inspecting the shelves.
“You got anything new?”
Bakugou gestured behind him before he picked up an oiled cloth and a rusty handgun receiver. “Bought a couple of crates from a traveler yesterday. Haven’t had a chance to look at them properly yet.”
Slipping behind the counter, you crouched next to the crates, slowly searching through the contents. Despite how irritated Bakugou had sounded when you showed up, it was testament to his trust that he allowed you to be behind him. It had taken years of visits before he’d stopped watching you like a hawk, longer still for him to relax in your presence. Turning your head, you just watched him for a while, watched his broad, scarred shoulders move under his tattered, sleeveless shirt as he cleaned the rusty handgun, gaze focused on the weapon. His movements were fluid with decades of practice. Hypnotizing. 
Bakugou spared you a glance. “Found anything?”
“Not yet,” you replied, eyes snapping back to the crates. 
You heard a soft chuckle but chose to ignore it as your fingertips brushed over something papery. Digging your hands further into the crate, you pulled out a stack of books, their pages yellow with age. 
“Bakugou, look at this!”
He turned, one eyebrow rising when he saw the stack in your hands.
“Heh, only a nerd like you would be so happy over books.”
“I’m a scholar, you old fart!” you retorted.
Bakugou bundled the oiled cloth in his fists, preparing to throw it at you as punishment. His hands sank when you took no notice of him, too busy looking through the books. He had to fight to keep the fond smile off his lips when you looked back up, your eyes shining with glee.
You held a book out to him. “Check this one out!”
Bakugou just looked at you for a moment. “You know I can’t read that old-ass language - what did you call it again, English? People like you pick up the most useless skills.”
You shrugged, looking back at the book. “It’s useful for treasure hunting. And you know my lock-picking skills are excellent.” Tapping the cover, you added, “It’s a book of fairy tales.”
“Keh, children’s drivel,” Bakugou replied. “Sounds like it’ll be right up your alley.”
Ignoring him, you moved on to the next book. “And this one… ‘maps of the contiguous United States.’ Okay, this one is useless.”
Looking through the rest of the books, you deemed everything but the book of fairy tales unworthy. Holding out the book again, you asked, “How much?”
Bakugou scoffed. “You can have it. Can’t sell that shit anyway. Might as well give it to someone who’ll enjoy it.”
You beamed at him. “I’ll read it to the kids at the village in your honor.”
He shrugged, returning to his gun-cleaning. “If you must.”
Settling on the lid of one of the crates, you spent a moment looking at the movement of his shoulders again.
“Why don’t you ever come to the village? It’s safe there, and I’m sure your fighting experience would be appreciated. You don’t have to live by yourself.”
Baugou stopped for a moment, just staring at his hands, fingers flexing. “I don’t get along with people,” he finally said.
“You get along with me…”
“You’re an exception.”
You looked at the book again, fighting to keep the heat from rising in your cheeks from the unexpected compliment. Looking over the faded cover picture of five mice dancing around a cat, you then opened the book to the first tale.
“Want me to read it to you? It’ll let me practice reading for the kids.” 
He shrugged again. “If you want.”
You started reading, pausing on occasion to think of a good translation or to explain some archaic term. During one of these times, you noticed that Bakugou had stopped working. He was leaning on the counter, hands still, eyes soft and unfocused as he listened. 
He frowned, his eyes slipping back into focus. “Why’d you stop?”
“Just thinking.”
You continued reading, a smile blooming on your lips.
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Thank you so much for reading! Likes, comments, and reblogs are always greatly appreciated! If you like, you can check out my other works here. Love, Birin 💖
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katszumi · 21 days
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“you know, your eyes kinda resemble a ruby.” you slurred your words. your chin rested in the palm of your hand, elbow digging in the table below you.
bakugou snorted, his eyes never wavering from yours. “what made you think of that shit?”
you lifted your shoulders, quickly dropping them.
“do i need a reason?”
“to be thinking about nonsense? yes.” he answered his own question. his response caused an eye-roll out of you.
you grabbed the small glass in front of you, finishing the shot you set down earlier to save for later.
“that’s your fifth shot of the night.” bakugou intercepted the silence. he sat upright in his chair, his arms folded across his chest.
you gulped the remains of the liquor, swiping your tongue across the bottom of your lip.
“and you’re on your what? like second?” you remarked.
bakugou wasn’t a drinker. everyone knew that. he preferred to be sober, always offering to be the designated driver whenever the group wanted to have a night of fun.
but tonight was his pro-hero debut party. all of his friends and old schoolmates were there, so he figured if he were to drink, tonight was the perfect time.
also, who was he to decline having a drink with a pretty girl?
his eyes glanced at your now wet lips which unfortunately didn’t go unnoticed from you. “two is plenty.”
you leaned forward, reaching your hand towards bakugou’s shirt. your fingers grazed the top button of his shirt. slowly, you unfastened it. “there’s nothing wrong with having a little fun, katsuki.”
due to the sudden proximity, he could smell the alcohol coming from your breath, but he couldn’t bring himself to resist your actions.
you continued to the second button. “take this time to relax.” you raised your hands once more, your fingers now grazing his neck to uncuff the collar of his shirt.
now, you leaned away from him, returning to your previous position. “now you look like a man that’s ready for the night.”
bakugou dropped his shoulders and leaned back in his chair, turning his head sideways. he couldn’t refuse the blush that was coming onto his face nor could he hide it. he knew you were staring right into his soul. he was also aware that you loved to tease him like that.
“unhinged. i swear you are.” was the only thing bakugou could muster.
ever since he’s known you from u.a, you were always that daring girl who was so unpredictable. there was never a dull moment with you.
but that was also what made you so dangerous for him.
a laugh parted your lips. “been called worse.”
“bullshit.” he called it, looking into your eye once again. “like what?”
“irresponsible,” you started count on your fingers.
“i can see it.” bakugou shared his input.
“arrogant,”
he rolled his eyes, “heard my fair share of that one too.”
“impulsive,”
“accurate.”
“provocative.”
bakugou moved his head in a notion like he was deciding between two things. “nah.”
you furrowed your brow, squinting your eyes in confusion. “what is that supposed to mean?”
“provocative sounds like a slutty word.” he simply responded. “i think you know you’re attractive, and you know how to use it to your advantage. not a bad thing at all.”
you paused for a moment, your lips parting from shock. a small grin began to form on your face. “did bakugou katsuki just call me attractive?”
the male scoffed, “don’t act like this is news to you. ‘m sure you heard it plenty times before.” he brushed it off.
“just didn’t think you of all people would willingly say that.”
bakugou chuckled to himself. he raised his finger in the air, indicating for the server assigned to your table to bring him another drink.
“unlike you, not everyone needs five shots of liquor in their system to confess something.” undoubtedly, it was shot taken at her, one that you couldn’t refuse the growing smile on your face.
“oh? since when did you decide to get so bold?”
“someone’s actions tend to rub off on me.”
“they must be foolish.”
once again, bakugou’s ruby eyes lowered to your lips. undeniable. how could his heart ever stand a chance when you treat him this way? did you not understand he loved a challenge?
“yeah, an irresistible fool.”
“please, i’m anything but a fool.”
“don’t flatter yourself; who said i was talking about you?” he opted to lie.
you leaned forward slightly, “with the amount of times you keep staring at my lips, it’s not hard to notice it’s taking everything in you to resist me.” your voice lowered in volume, for his ears to catch only. “therefore, irresistible.”
bakugou took his time to respond, the corner of his mouth quirking up into a smirk. “this must be that arrogant side of yours coming out.”
“one, not necessarily arrogance if it’s true. two, i’m attractive and i know how to use it to my advantage.” you recited his own words.
“this something you do with all your flings?”
you gave him a playful confused look. “do what?” intentionally, your voice had an innocent tone to it.
“drink with them. tease ‘em. nearly undress them. flirt with them in front of an audience?” bakugou could feel his patience slipping. like a sand hourglass, only a few grains left at the top waiting to fall to the bottom.
it had to have been from the shots that made him so precariously bold. but he couldn’t walk away. not when he has you in the palm of his hands— maybe even the other way around.
you propped your elbow on the table once more, cupping your own cheek. you gazed at bakugou through your lashes.
“if i had other flings, you think i’d be here with you all night?”
“don’t know. good question actually.” purposely, he played stupid.
you paused. “there are no others,” you knew that was the answer he was searching for. luckily for him, you didn’t mind giving it to him. “just you.”
bakugou nodded slowly, basking in the information. he could feel his heart flutter from the confession, a huge wave of relief washing over him.
“good. was startin’ to think you were actually considering the guy over at the bar.” of course, bakugou plays it off as a joke. even with the small liquor in his system, it was still difficult for him to admit his true feelings.
but you were fine with it. because even with the guard he pretends to have up, you can feel even with the slightest touch how much he cares for you. bakugou may be loud, cheeky, maybe a bit conceited, but he wasn’t a good liar. you always saw through his facade no matter what lies he decided to spew.
you scoff. “oh, shut up.” you fight a smile. “the guy at the bar doesn’t have the ruby eyes i like so much.”
“here you go with this stupid shit.”
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i ’d do anything to flirt with katsuki late at night, both of us tipsy. god please im beggin
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selene-19 · 1 year
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They became closer over the years and I'm over the moon for it. The latest of them just smiling and chilling on the radio show especially Katsuki that looks like enjoying his time with Izuku 🧡💚
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I wish to see them in canon like this soon 💖
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neitaisho · 19 days
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Esora
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rb-sketches · 23 days
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bkdk scribble #2
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2kmps · 8 months
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bakugou feels pity that his comrades don't understand the luxury and bliss of marriage.
notes; 0.4k, aged up! + husband!bakugou, suggestive at the end.
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once the mission debrief ended, bakugou was patting down his body until he found his phone in a rear pocket. he wiped away the dirt and black soot caked into the crevices of his thumbprint before unlocking the screen, your chat thread with him the first to pop up and the only one he responded to, muscular legs carrying him in long strides towards the door.
"hey! hey! bakugou, where ya going?" kirishima's shout dwarfed the other voices within the room, bringing all attention between them. "we're gonna go out for drinks, you're coming too, right?"
"not interested," he replied, eyes flicking away from the screen only to snap back when your chat bubble emitted a silvery peal. "just go without me."
"ah, c'mon, man!" this complaint came from kaminari, hands on his hips with a sore expression. "don't be a buzzkill! tonight was a major success, we gotta celebrate!"
bakugou pocketed the phone, a hand already holding the door ajar as he moved through the threshold. "you guys don't get it. I'm married."
it was a collective stare of bewilderment, their eyes all saying, "so what?"
his shoulders lifted, an outstretched arm pulling the door after him, leaving his departing comment to drift within: "sucks to be you guys."
he arrived home no less than thirty minutes later. his uniform was packed neatly in his backpack, the loose t-shirt and joggers on his body let cool air nip at his skin. at his sides were bags of takeout--
your favorite, to be specific.
"i'm home." he called from the entrance, nudging his shoes aside with the others. "where ya at?"
the television hummed with noise in the other room, and he found you there on the couch with a glass of wine, a fuzzy robe wrapped around your body with a split in the center showing most of your thighs.
"katsuki! you're home!" your face lifted, eyes gleaming with your arms outstretched, inviting him in. the takeout landed on the coffee table with a dull sound, rattling the glass top. it went ignored when he launched himself onto the couch, on top of you, nestling his body between your legs.
the conversation stifled then and there, going no further than your excitable chatter that he smothered with a searing kiss. you would still catch acrid whiffs of ash, the earthiness of dirt in your nose, but his feverish movements were a good enough distraction.
his lips were rough, but hot and smoothed against your own perfectly. each kiss lasted longer than the last, pushed harder and harder until your teeth clinked together and the spread of his fingers caressed the back of your head.
"I'm home." he said, raspy, low, somehow saccharine. the only words he said to you for a long while that night.
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divider; @/anlian-aishang
reposted from my deleted blog: cardeneiv
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alottieluv · 1 year
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mdni. established relationship, fem!reader, public fucking, unprotected sex, creampie, basically porn w no plot. prob unedited and unfinished.
bakugou and his girlfriend are almost never seen together out in public, and when they are, it's a paparazzi field day.
being a pro-hero is tiring, exhausting, and humbling to say the least. bakugou never liked having to take to the media just to begrudgingly satisfy a growing fanbase, and he never will, because there's crazy fans, and on top of that, are his fans.
so you can imagine their reaction to your first leaked photo together, blurry but more than enough to say that their beloved dynamight was taken.
let's just hope the few photos out in the world with the two of you together are enough to stoke the fire, lest one day you wake up to an article of your boyfriend publicly fucking you in the changing rooms of a lingerie store.
you only called him in for a second opinion, wondering if the color suited the tone of your skin as you drag the curtain over to cover you. though it wouldn't have matter since he'd have said yes regardless, too distracted by you.
"w-wait, katsuki."
katsuki folds your legs to your chest, his hips pressing yours as you lay across the bench of the changing room. you can feel him through his pants and the very thin material of the panties you were trying on. "we can't. someone might see, and we can't get it dirty."
you watch katsuki's eyes trail down your body, decorated in thin straps lined with lace. the sight makes him sigh and groan to himself under the noise of bustling crowds in the store. "can't baby. you look so good right now." quietly, he starts pressing kisses to your neck, caring less about leaving a mark or two, and ruts his hips against yours.
you let out a sigh, feeling the panties dampen with your arousal. you call for him, whispering lowly into his ear before he lets go of one of your thighs to undo his belt. he pulls away to catch your lips in his, giving soft pecks when he finally pulls himself out.
"pull 'em aside for me, baby." you hum and tug at the panties to push them aside, watching him align himself. he lets the underside of his length drag against your cunt first, grinding against you to let your juices mix before you feel his blunt tip poking at your entrance.
the stretch of his thick cock stings, only able to grip the edge of the bench before you let out a strained whine. katsuki muffles your moans in a kiss, distracting you until you feel him bottom out. he lets out a groan into your mouth, your walls clenching down on him, they almost push him out.
"you're so tight, need to move so I can stretch you out." he looks at you and you nod, the stinging pain dissolving into thoughtless pleasure as he starts to slowly thrust in and out. his thrusts grow to a steady pace, producing a quiet smack every time your hips meet.
"excuse me, is everything okay in there?" you gasp, looking at katsuki who only smirks at you. he doesn't plan on slowing down now. he whispers in your ear, "go on and answer them, baby. remember to speak up."
you open your mouth, readying yourself to answer when you feel his tip prod at your gummy spot. you start to moan until you cup your hand over your mouth, cutting yourself off. "hello? are you okay?" quickly, you answer but just as you do, katsuki starts to thrust faster, almost to the rhythm of the heels as they walk away.
you can feel his cock inside you, dragging against your walls and poking at your sweet spot. you feel yourself tighten around him, burying your face into the crook of his neck. the employee probably knew what was going on, the smacking of your hips and the squelching sound of your pussy undeniable.
"i-i'm close," you moan, pushing your hips against his to meet his thrusts before you're pushed over the edge. your release is audible from his thrusts, pushing impossibly further into you before you feel his cum fill your cunt, dripping from the sides of your pussy where his cock is still buried.
he grunts, stomach relaxing as he pulls out. you watch as beads of cum slowly drip down his length to join the creamy ring of white at the base of his cock. all the while, he eyes the gush of your cunt, drooling with his cum.
“yeah, i think we should buy this one.”
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hajiberry · 1 year
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4:57 am - bakugou katsuki
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+ established relationship, soft bakugou
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“Hello?”, came your worried voice, the phone call obviously dragging you from sleep.
“Fuck I’m sorry I forgot how early it is”, Bakugou said into the phone, sounding unusually quiet.
“No it’s okay, is everything okay?”, the silence that greeted your question caused your heart rate to speed up. “Katsuki?”
“Yeah, yeah sorry everything’s fine. I just”, he cut himself off with a long sigh. “It’s just fucking stressful over here, I don’t even know what I’m doing half the time and I fucking miss you”
You weren’t surprised by this phone call, every now and then when katsuki was away for work he’d get to the point where he just felt completely overwhelmed, and you were the only person he felt like he could actually express his feelings to.
“I miss you too”, you say softly, trying to gather the right words “I know me saying this doesn’t help but I’m sorry you're stressed, and I know you feel like you're not doing stuff right but you know there’s no one else more capable to handle this situation”, he lets out a soft chuckle, and you could practically see his tense shoulders begin to relax. “I hardly know half the shit you go through with work but I do know that you are the strongest and smartest pro I know so if anyone can figure out what’s going on it’s you”
“Strongest and smartest huh?”, you giggle, wishing you could see the smirk that you knew was creeping up on his face.
“What can I say I only date winners”,
“Oh stroking my ego nice aren’t cha?”, he asks, and you can hear the smile in his voice.
“Figured you needed to be reminded you’re the best”, you say, earning another light chuckle.
“I love you”, smiling, you roll over, looking over at his empty side of the bed.
“I love you too”,
“Sorry I woke you up”, you shake your head as if he can see you.
“Don’t be, I miss your voice this is nice”, he chuckles
“At what 5 am?”, you shrug, a yawn escaping past your lips.
“I have off tomorrow I’ll be okay”
“Okay, but I’ll let you go” he says, sounding bummed.
“FaceTime me so I can fall asleep next to your face”, you don’t even give him a chance to respond before switching the call to FaceTime. “Hi”
“Hi”, he’s laying down in a hotel room, looking about as tired as you feel.
“We can both fall asleep”, you say softly, laying on your side and propping the phone up. He does the same thing, lightly shaking his head at how silly this seems.
“Alright well good night”, he mumbles, you both quickly getting comfortable, both exhausted from the multiple nights of sleeping alone.
“Good night”, you whisper, letting sleep swallow you up easily for the first time in what’s felt like weeks.
It takes Bakugou a little bit longer to finally fall asleep but he’s more than happy to watch you sleep safe and sound.
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a/n: it’s been forever since I’ve written something omg but I’m trying to get back into writing so if anyone has any request throw them at me!!
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takaruki-art · 3 months
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«why are you so nice to me?»
«why do i need a reason?»
i've read this fan fic: "have you ever seen the rain" by @doodlejoops on ao3, it was intense, i've loved it.
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agendercrisisx · 11 months
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Bakugou loves getting his dick wet, and not just by any random person. He loves getting his dick wet by you. Your hole taking him so nicely every time he wants you. You begging him for it, and him gladly giving it to you.
You love getting fucked by him, and he loves fucking you. More than anything he loves having you cumming on his cock, the face you make is so adorable. He loves you so much.
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honehonn3honey · 7 months
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birinboom · 6 months
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Bakugou's Hands Are His Weapon
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Pro hero Bakugou x reader New relationship, fluff 🌿 350 words
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Bakugou just started dating you; a civilian and his first romantic partner. He’s so worried about holding your hand, worried about any form of touch. His hands are his weapons. It’s one thing to accept a hand proffered by another hero, they know him, they know what kind of destruction he’s capable of. But you? You only know what you’ve seen on the news. You’ve never been on the receiving end of his quirk; whether through training or actual battle. You don’t know what it’s like. And Bakugou never wants you to find out.
It’s nerve wracking for him in the beginning. It’s the sole thing he’s not instantly good at. And the nerves make his palms sweaty which only makes everything worse. His hands are his weapon. His sweat is his ammunition. And he doesn’t want to hurt you. You try to grab his hand and he instantly pulls away, mumbling a stupid excuse as he shoves his hands deep into his pockets. Or hides them behind his back. Anything to keep them away from you. Anything to keep you out of harm’s way.
It takes you blaming yourself for him to come clean. He hates hearing you wonder out loud if you’ve done something wrong, if he finds you unattractive since he never wants to touch you. And finally he decides that this has to end. If nothing else, you need to know the reason so you can decide whether you still want to be with him. So he tells you about how scared concerned he is about hurting you. 
And he defaults to anger when you laugh at him. But it dies down instantly when you point out that he’s a pro hero, if any group of people have mastered their quirks, it’s pro heroes. Especially him. So you’re not particularly worried. And Bakugou feels like an idiot for agonizing about it in the first place. 
It still takes him months to fully trust that he’s able to control his quirk around you. But it’s a start. And he loves seeing how happy his touch makes you.
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Thank you so much for reading! Likes, comments, and reblogs are always greatly appreciated! If you like, you can check out my other works here. Love, Birin 💖
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eris-snow · 3 months
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𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐈𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭
Tags: bakugou x gn!reader, todoroki shennigans, fluff, sweet, funny, humour, swearing
Todoroki conducts a highly scientific experiment and has come to prove that his highly scientific hypothesis is indeed correct.
Bakugou's going soft. Prove me wrong.
I mean, if you look at it with blinders, it's hard to see where he's coming from, but Todoroki can assure you that this is not just a theory anymore.
Can science explain how Bakugou's features simply melt when you kiss him? Can math explain how unexplainable his actions are towards you without the expression called love?
Shoto doesn't think the universe can explain a soft Bakugou. And that's why he's here to explain it for you-
"Todoroki, was it necessary to draw the blinds-."
"Yes."
Bakugou loves you to bits. Whether it's buying your favourite food back or loving little gestures, whether it's prioritising your safety even when on the battlefield...Bakugou's rough edges are slowly but sure smoothening out.
Not for everyone, of course, as Shoto has deduced. He still gets on the blond's bad sides and for some reason, he refuses to be called bestie, but hey, at least there's no punch to the face anymore.
Bakugou makes sure to walk on the outer side of the pavement. He makes sure to kiss you good night and whenever it's raining, he holds the umbrella for you so you can walk hands-free.
When you're sick, he goes all cabin fever and cooks for you. He checks your temperature and if you're feeling up to it, he'll explain the homework to you and show you your next few assignments.
He calls you Sunshine, which is so soft and nice compared to his other nicknames such as:
"ICYHOT, DID YOU MIX MY SHIRT WITH YOURS? MY SHIRT IS PINK NOW YOU HALF-BRAINED, TWO-QUIRKED PEPPERMINT BITCH-"
(Oh shit-)
There are stars in his eyes whenever he looks at you, and Shoto bets his father's black card that your boyfriend is already saving up for a ring, one as special and unique as you because you do way too much for the lovesick idiot.
You apologise for him.
You put up with him. (Mad respect.)
Everyone acts like being with Bakugou is such a dream, but being his partner is not easy.
Flaws that take time to be corrected are the separation marks for most couples, and the fact that you stayed by his side to build him up from his fucked-up asshole self takes more mental strength than any superficial fan could imagine.
Is Bakugou going soft? Absolutely.
"That brings me to the end of my presentation." Shoto bows, facing his class.
There are way too many crinkles on Aizawa's forehead. "The presentation was supposed to be on the latest news in the Hero community." His teacher says flatly. "Not another collection to your conspiracy theory folder."
Shoto is about to respond, before Bakugou speaks up first.
"YOU THINK I'M GOING SOFT—?"
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selene-19 · 9 months
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I present to you soft Kacchan 🥹
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And my favorite is the 9th anniversary because he is softly smiling while looking at Izuku 🥰
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If you just think about it almost all of these arts are Katsuki looking at or thinking about Izuku. You would know how important Izuku is on Katsuki's life and it really makes me teary 🧡💚��
It's been a year since his death and I know we miss him so much. I hope we see his legendary comeback soon 🥺
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