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frostfires-blog · 1 year
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They animated it😭
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P.S. New Official Artwork Released in commemoration of today's episode...
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midoriya abso-fucking-lutely had a phase where he licked people w/o permission to gather data for his notebooks and no one will ever change my mind
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germcore · 10 months
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mah 2 main bnha ships drawn without refrences lmao idk the ship art names - shane
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frankencanon · 2 years
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i can't be the only one thinking this, right?
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sidewalkgloom · 10 months
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oh, dream maker
6.1k | bakugō & midoriya | angst | codependency
The walls are a familiar white. He squeezes down on the phantom of hand in his. Then the fear takes hold. Fire along his veins, stuttering drum in his ears, the tightening of a wire. This is familiar, too. He sits up, a name on his exhale and limbs scrabbling over white, white sheets, searching for that other hand, that other voice, and Kacchan’s ruby red eyes snap open and zero in on Izuku. “Ah, you’re okay.” Kacchan stays still long enough for Izuku to think that maybe he isn’t, and the embers begin to spark, and then Kacchan shoves an elbow underneath him and sits up. The grunt that pushes past his lips isn’t pained—but full up with the same kind of stuffiness stirring in Izuku’s chest. A bird chirps outside. Izuku slides backwards on the bed until his back is to Kacchan, and watches the clouds sail. The air is clear, and the edges don’t deepen, or blacken, or close in. Something hopeful and brittle climbs Izuku’s face. He turns. Sheets rustle. “Do you think…?” “Maybe, nerd.” “It’s so bright.” Kacchan nods once, stiff. Izuku’s fingers twitch. Reaching across the gap between their beds, Kacchan clasps Izuku’s wrist, thumb pressing in. Izuku tugs back until he can fit his hand into Kacchan’s. The quiet is long and the stillness soft. Recovery Girl’s office is neat as ever. They’re ready when the door handle twists, feet planted and every muscle rippling with tension. The door swings open and it’s not something shapeless that fills the doorway, but the form of Aizawa-sensei. They edge closer together, back towards the window with the singing birds. “Good, you’re up,” it says with Aizawa-sensei’s mouth, in Aizawa-sensei’s cadence. “The villain has been apprehended. Recovery Girl already cleared you, you can join your classmates tomorrow.” Aizawa-sensei’s eyes regard them with a sharpness wholly distinct from the worn-out cloak he wears. “What’s wrong?” it says. Kacchan doesn’t lose his temper, like Izuku wants to. “Bakugō. Midoriya.” Aizawa’s form sighs. His nose is red and chafing. When he slips his right hand from the pocket of his pants, a crumpled tissue sits tucked in his palm. Kacchan twists his hand out from under Izuku’s, and the force of it pulls Izuku out of orbit. “You’re out. It’s over,” Aizawa-sensei says.
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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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vamandi · 1 year
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katsuki bakugō palette
"i ain't gonna be left behind. i'll take his growth and make it my own, all to rise higher. even higher than him - the 'chosen one'. i'm not gonna lose . . . i can't afford to stay a loser!!"
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aoyama • ashido • asui • īda • uraraka • ojiro • kaminari • kirishima • kōda • satō • shōji • jirō • sero • tokoyami • todoroki • hagakure • bakugō • midoriya • mineta • yaoyorozu
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katszumi · 27 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 · 24 days
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Esora
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rb-sketches · 28 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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woman-child91 · 2 years
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I’ve got an Amputee Phobia. So I would have preferred it if Endeavor had died and Bakugō had lost his arm. Because, I can’t bare to look at an anime anymore when a favorite character loses an arm or leg.
That’s why I stopped watching Attack On Titan (Erwin Smith), Naruto (Sasuke Uchiha + the godawful bad everything: writing/plot/character makeover/forced and fabricated ships in Naruto Gaiden and Boruto), BEASTars (Louis the deer) and Bucky Barnes (The Avengers).
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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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sidewalkgloom · 10 months
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and if i run fast enough (could i break apart?)
3.2k | ch 1/2 | angst | post-kamino ward arc
In his dreams, Katsuki is never fast enough. Sometimes something chases him; sometimes he needs to get to something, or someone. His legs don’t work as they should. His arms are heavy in a way they’ve never been before—or in a way they have, as many times as he dreams this dream. The air turns thick as honey. He wants nothing but to sink to the floor. His eyelids pull together like magnets. He can’t power through this. He doesn’t see what happens, after. But he knows. Something catches him; someone dies.
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