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paradiseyuri · 4 months
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Created by : ☆Masaru☆ Respective credits to the creator ⓟⒶⓇⒶⒹⒾⓈⒺ♡ⓎⓊⓇⒾ
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alythekitten · 8 months
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KiriBaku Month Day 26: crossdressing~
Kirishima goes to Bakugou's house for studying and ends up being a model for Mitsuki and Masarou's last collection... Along with Katsuki, hems needed to be done!
Thank you Wifey for the lovely idea!!! This is one of my favourite day so far
Reminder, if you want to suggest your ideas for this KiriBaku Month, you can join my Patreon!
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katyasair · 7 months
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mangalho · 8 months
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ELENCO PRINCIPAL !!!!
fiz bustos tipo foto-passe, e acho que ficaram bem giros. :)
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mydigimonworld · 17 days
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taikitsune · 4 months
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what do you know of devotion?
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kimbapkimbapp · 4 months
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Baby Katsuki if he didn't look 80 💀
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bs-fangirl · 10 months
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According to the official Dinosaur Sanctuary Twitter, they’re selling small Masaru plushies. I really hope they become available outside of Japan; I want one to cuddle so badly!
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mafiakey · 3 months
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Maxim and Dasha from tpoh
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nature-nerd-sarah · 1 year
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I got me a new favourite superhero
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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years
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meet the bakugous ⋆ pt. 3
⋆ pairing: katsuki bakugou x f!reader
⋆ cw/an: sfw, a little crack, we finally meet the parental units of the bakugou variety, remember what i said about overwriting?, yeah pt. 3 is 1.1k words but hopefully i've made it worth your while my loves
⋆ series navi: ← pt. 2 ⋆ pt. 3 ⋆ pt. 4 ->
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It was early Sunday evening when Katsuki pulled up to his parents’ home - the home he’d grown up in. He hadn’t talked very much about his parents and when he did, the things he told you were about what you’d expect from a “normal” family. You were a little nervous, but the same couldn’t be said for your boyfriend. 
He’d never taken a girl home to meet his parents before. His dad, he wasn’t worried about. It was his mom and her…intense personality that troubled him. She would embarrass him, that was a given. But just how far she would go made him beyond nervous. Agitated, actually. He even yelled at another driver in traffic on the way there. When you squeezed his hand he growled and rolled up the driver side window. “Sorry,” he grumbled, glancing over at you. 
He’d considered turning down the invitation without even telling you about it, but he knew he’d never hear the end of it. And besides, he really was serious about you and knew saying no would just delay the inevitable. Might as well just do it and get it over with. 
Katsuki had just closed the door behind you when you heard a loud “Katsuki!! S’that you?!”
“Yeah, Ma!” he yelled back.
The shuffle of slippered footsteps closed in fast and when you looked up from taking your shoes off, a small female version of Katsuki was beaming at you. She’s his mom?, you thought. She looks young enough to be his older sister. She was gorgeous.
“You must be (y/n)!” she said, clapping her hands together.
“Of course she is, old lady! Who the fuck else would she be?”
You bristled a bit at your boyfriend’s snide remark to his mom, but before you could so much as make eye contact with him you found yourself in the tight embrace of a mama bear. Any doubts you may have had about the authenticity of her perfect boobs were swiftly eradicated when they squished against you. 
“It is so nice to finally meet you! Katsuki just went on and on about you the other day!” 
Oh great, here we fuckin go, he thought. 
She pulled away from you to get a better look at you, her hands still holding onto your upper arms as you exchanged pleasantries. Her long, thick eyelashes prompted you to make a mental note to talk Katsuki into letting you put makeup on him sometime. 
“You are so pretty!” she beamed. 
“Thank you,” you said, standing in reciprocal awe of Mitsuki Bakugou’s breathtaking beauty. “So are you!”
Her sparkling carmine eyes went as big as Katsuki’s head, her open grin splitting from ear to ear. She glanced over at her son then back at you. “Katsuki Bakugou, you better marry her!”
“Jesus, Ma! Shut up!” he gritted through clenched teeth. His heart, however, clenched at the way you and his mother took to each other like ducks to water, but even more so at the prospect of being your husband someday. It was something that had already crossed his mind a couple of times.
You heard the clearing of a throat and everyone turned to see Katsuki’s father standing there with a warm smile on his face. “Hi, (y/n), I’m Katsuki’s dad, but you can call me Masaru.” He gave you a shallow bow, which you returned with a deeper one.
“So nice to meet you, Mr. Bakugou.”
He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. “No, really! Please call me Masaru.”
His wife agreed. “And call me Mitsuki!” She took you by the hand. “Come on in, I’ll give you a quick tour.”
“Dinner smells delicious!” you said, sniffing the air.
“Oh, Masaru does most of the cooking. Lucky for you, Katsuki inherited his father’s culinary skills.”
Father and son watched - the former smiling, the latter cringing - as you and Mitsuki disappeared around the corner, laughing.
Masaru noticed Katsuki’s stiff posture and gave him a reassuring pat on the back. “Relax, Katsuki.”
As they strolled into the living room together, Mitsuki’s voice rang out from the other end of the house. “And this is Katsuki’s old bedroom! We left his All Might posters up for when he comes home to visit!”
Masaru hazarded a look at his son and saw about what he expected: Katsuki’s beet red face twisted in something between rage and psychological pain.
“C’mon, son,” he sighed, clapping Katsuki's tense shoulder. “I’ll make us both drinks.”
At one point during dinner, Mitsuki made a strange comment. “Katsuki couldn’t keep either of the other girls he’s dated around long enough for me to meet them!” 
Your boyfriend growled at his mother. “Shut the fuck up, Ma! I swear your mouth is bigger than your brain sometimes!”
It was a bit uncomfortable but when Mitsuki waved his outburst away you relaxed again.
“It’s just as well since it means I get to be with him now,” you said, reaching over and playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. 
Katsuki’s ears turned bright red. His parents had never seen him having an affectionate or intimate moment with anyone. A little bit of embarrassment and a whole lot of pride swelled in his chest knowing his mother was finally witnessing your love for him.
The best part was he hadn’t even told you about the harsh, disparaging things she had said to him over the years. She’d always told him that no woman in her right mind would want to be with him or put up with his shit. 
But now here you were - someone she clearly adored - fawning over him, praising him, and saying how lucky you are to be with him. You didn’t even know you were proving her wrong, vindicating him in front of her very eyes. 
Suck it, you old hag. You see that? You hearing this? (Y/n) loves me AND she’s fucking amazing, he thought with a sly grin on his face.
As far as you were concerned, dinner was lovely, as was your visit. Both his parents were incredibly sweet and made the fact that they approved of you more than apparent. Katsuki knew they would - you’re a beautiful human inside and out. Only a shitty idiot would think anything less of you. 
But what did you think of them? He was anxious to find out. By all outward appearances you seemed to like them. But he knew how adept you were at social graces. What were your true impressions? He hoped to be with you for as long as you’d have him. He wanted you to love all the things that made him who he is, which, for better or worse, included his dysfunctional family. 
As you and Katsuki walked out to his car, forced leftovers in hand, you smiled remembering Mitsuki’s words: “Katsuki Bakugou, you better marry her!”
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← pt. 2 ⋆ pt. 4 ->
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cloudypinkblink · 10 months
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My beloved boy I felt like drawing him today hehehe I'm over the fever part of my illness but I think I might be losing my voice LOL
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katyasair · 4 months
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Merry Christmas!💖
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pumpkajelly · 1 month
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I love watching this man's fish filleting videos but this section from when he's redoing a room fundamentally changed me. Look at my power socket, boy
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djdjdjmk · 5 months
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My Old Ninjago Ocs: Yuki and Masaru!
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deductivists · 1 month
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masasan
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