yourluckieday

[yourluckieday]

Somone hitting on Katsuki, and he keeps saying, "I love my wife." and the person replies with, "Okay, but your wife doesn't have to know." And Katsuki just glares before he replies, "Tch. You're right she doesn't have to know. But I'll know, and since I know, she'll know, cause I tell that bitch everything."

#random thoughts with Luckie #Katsuki is loyal #bakugou katsuki #husband Bakugou #husband Katsuki

[yourluckieday]

I just know in my heart of hearts that if Katsuki loved you and married you, and you died, he’d never re-marry. He wouldn’t. It doesn’t matter if you grew old together or if you died young, he would spend the rest of his days missing you. Sure he’d have a one night stand, or a casual friend with benefits, but loving someone else that isnt you? Impossible.

#katsuki bakugou #katsuki is loyal #til death means until we both die for him

[yourluckieday]

Current obsession… Skull and Bones. I’m a menace.

#skull and bones #im a fucking pirate #cant talk right now doing hot pirate shit #one of my ships is called Dirty Sloop #another one of my ships is called Wicked Wench

[yourluckieday]

Men who kiss your pussy like they kiss your mouth. Like they just make out with your pussy.

#random thoughts with luckie #katsuki bakugou #cause katsuki would do this

[yourluckieday]

Nearsighted in one eye, farsighted in the other, with astigmatism in both eyes, and my right eye is lazy.

People who wear glasses! What is your reason for wearing them?

nearsighted

Shortsighted

Astigmatism

A secret fourth thing? (Put in tags!)

Don't wear glasses/see results

I have an astigmatism and retinitis pigmentosa :)

Nearsighted girl here 🤓 - H :)

[yourluckieday]

Husband!Bakugo

(Conversation happens post love making)

"Do you remember when you asked me to marry you, and everyone kept telling us we were too young? So you got mad and said “screw it” and we just eloped?” She asked, the memory pulling the corners of her mouth in to a smile, “I knew then, that I would love you until the day I died.” she told him, while idly tracing hearts in his skin.

Katsuki's face softens, a rare smile tugging at his lips at the memory. "Yeah, I remember," he says, the warmth of the recollection lighting up his eyes. "Everyone thought they knew better, thought they could tell us what to do. As if I'd ever let anyone else make decisions for me—especially not when it came to you."

He turned his head slightly, lifting her hand to his lips, and pressing a kiss into her palm, then he released her, letting her continue her tender exploration of his skin. "That day, when I said 'screw it' and took you to that little chapel, it was the best damn decision I ever made. I didn't need a big ceremony or any fuss; all I needed was you and me, making it official."

His hand moved to cover hers, stilling her movements for a moment so he could interlace their fingers, a physical manifestation of their emotional bond. "I knew I loved you then, and I know I'll love you until I'm nothing but dust. You're my best win, my top achievement—and I've never been too young or too stupid to see that."

#katsuki bakugou #husband!katsuki #bakugou fluff #his best win! #bakugou katsuki fluff #husband!bakugo #Random fluffy thought I had #this has no context what-so-ever #enjoy #late nights with Luckie

[yourluckieday]

There is no such thing as being pissed and not sleeping in your shared bed with Katsuki at night.

You have gotten pissed at him several times and been too upset to sleep in the same bed as him.

To be honest you only did it because you KNEW how much he looked forward to holding you at night. He’d spilled his guts one night when he’d had one too many, about how much it calms him to be wrapped around you when he sleeps. Just knowing you’re safe and feeling your warmth mixed with his.

You’d never told him about that night and maybe it was a little toxic using that against him when he upsets you but🤷🏾‍♀️ oh damn well.

But it’s not like it ever does you much good anyways.

You guys had gotten into an argument, so you’d gone and showered, getting ready for bed. Kats was already in there laying down and it seemed like he was almost asleep already.

(Men being able to fall asleep 2 minutes after their heads hit a pillow will never not baffle me)

Anyways you grab your pillow from your side and try to sneak off toward the living room.

“Ya seriously doing this shit?” He grumbles at you.

“Im not going to sleep somewhere im not comfortable… so yes I am. Night” and you walked out of the room and closed the door.

You made yourself comfy on the couch and curled up. It took you a while to go to sleep because whether you wanted to admit it or not, you were always more comfy intertwined with him too. He’s like a weighted, heated blanket.

It feels like you had just closed your eyes when you were slightly jostled.

You already knew it was Katsuki picking you up and carrying you back to your bed.

“Put me down. ‘M not sleepin with you ass face.” You mumble but find yourself snuggling closer to him.

“Your insults suck when you’re half asleep.”

“Katsu-“

“Shut up. If you wanna fight more in the mornin that’s fine but not tonight.”

“Whatever” you didn’t have it in you to argue. Also it wouldn’t have done any good. He does this every time. Let’s you get just enough into your sleep that he knows you’ll be pliable when he comes to get you.

Sometimes you’d wake and sometimes not but either way the next morning you woke up in your bed.

He laid you down and buried you under the blankets before he slid in on his side. Not like he stayed over there.

You felt his arms wrapping around you and his legs tangling with your before you felt a kiss pressed to the back of your neck.

“ Exhausted and my body pillow wants to sleep on the couch,” and he let out this huge exaggerated yawn, “ Ridicuous”

Wow, so where you saw him as a blanket he saw you as a pillow. What a dork.

“ I love you, can’t wait to piss you off again tomorrow”, he said into your skin but you’d already drifted back off to sleep.

[yourluckieday]

Warnings| slight size kink, slight cervix fucking, mirror sex.

“You’ve never had anyone this deep,” Katsuki muses. You assume he must have deduced this from your expression. From what you can make of it through your blurry vision, you look stunned. Disbelieving of how far inside you his cock is lodged.

He shifts his hips and your eyes cross. Katsuki chuckles. “Oh, sweetheart,” he coos. “That’s really fucking sad.” He withdraws from your body, hips sticky with your mixed arousal and slams into you with enough force to jostle you up the bed. Your lips part on a silent scream, your reflection in the mirror above Katsuki’s bed mocking you. His head blocks your view as he drags his tongue across your parted lips, dipping it inside of your mouth to coax you into a kiss.

Katsuki savors every shift in your expression. Gaze trained on the way your lips tremble each time he bumps into your g spot. The way your brows twitch downward when he grinds his cock into the sensitive, gummy walls. “Can’t believe no one has ever reached your g spot,” he laughs. He adjusts you slowly, lifting your thighs from around his waist to perch them on his shoulders. His weight sinks you into the mattress like this his cock reaching somewhere even deeper.

“This—” he smirks near your ear, grasping the fleshy lobe between his teeth as he cups your ass to hold you steady, his cock catches on something inside of you, a place that feels weird and sensitive, that has your legs threatening to kick out “—is your cervix, angel.”

Your lids flutter and Katsuki tuts. “Eyes open, baby,” he warns, words shaky. “Look at yourself,” he reminds you and your eyes immediately rise to the mirror on his ceiling, you can barely focus on anything but the bruising of your pussy under Katsuki’s fucking but your expression becomes burned into your brain. “You look so good getting good dick,” he laughs. “Fucked out and adorable.”

Some sort of your brain registers that you’ve scratched red marks into he pale skin of Katsuki’s back. That you can see the shifting muscles of his back with each of his thrusts. That you have a perfect view of his tight ass and the way those muscles flex. But in the forefront of your mind you can only hear Katsuki’s words.

“Good dick has you glowing,” he gloats. And you have to agree. You look good spread under him, eyes hazy and lips parted to gulp air into your lungs. “My dick has you glowing.”

You can only whine your agreement. You don’t think you’ve ever looked this debauched or felt this sexy getting fucked but once again Katsuki takes a first you don’t even know existed. You’re creaming around his cock before you even notice it and his pace barely even falters. He fucks you right through it words of encouragement whispered into your neck.

You lock eyes with your reflection and you swear it winks back at you. Finally, we’re getting the dick we deserve, echoes in your mind but you’re too cock drunk to decipher whether it’s a conscious thought or not. All you know is you agree.

[yourluckieday]

I ‘d play with his joystick 😏

gamer kat 🎮

#we’d be a cute gamer couple #he must never play games with a shirt on house rule #I ‘d buy him pair those headohones with the cat ears on them #bakugou fanart #mha bakugou #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugo

[yourluckieday]

You gain relationship weight while dating Bakugou and I think it drives him. a little crazy. Could cum in his pants feeling how your tummy weights on his hands… Needs to marry you as soon as possible.

[yourluckieday]

Bakugo understands that he spends a lot of money on you for just being his personal assistant. But he can't help it.

You honestly deserve it. You're smart, responsible, diligent. You're a hard worker with principles, and your work ethic is something he respects.

It didn't matter how many people were against him promoting you from secretary to PA so soon in your career. Your work was top notch, and you kept him organised.

Sure, you were pretty as well, a sight for sore eyes, really. But that wasn't his fault, was it? It wasn't your fault either.

It's not like you came into work every day with full glam, diamond earrings, or elaborate hairstyles.

It had pissed him off at first, when people demeaned you or underestimated your work because of your looks, especially when he knew you worked so hard so you wouldn't be considered some dumb corporate bimbo.

But now? Now he loved it. He loved when he had clients over, and they'd do a double take when he sent for you to take notes or deliver documents to his table.

He'd noticed the modesty with which you'd dressed when you first started working for him, how you tried to dim yourself with drab colours that obviously washed you out, or plain hairstyles.

Not like it stopped anybody from being able to tell how pretty you were.

But after, when you'd started garnering his attention and racking up more bonuses from your diligence, he began noticing you wearing nicer things.

Of course, you had to up your wardrobe once you were promoted to the role of Personal Assistant to one of the biggest heroes in Japan. But that wasn't it.

Bakugo loved seeing you walk in with a new shirt or new shoes or new earrings after he'd rewarded you a bonus or a pay increase. There was a sort of high he got, knowing that you took care of yourself with the money he gave you.

Oh, he spoilt you rotten.

Month end rewards became the norm for you. He just closed a hefty advertising deal? Best believe you were getting a cut out of that. He was given a bottle of champagne as a gift? You're drinking it with him in his office.

Sure, it may have seemed a bit inappropriate to some people; him locking the doors and closing the windows, and having you sit on his lap prettily whilst he poured it out into a flute for you.

Sure, it was inappropriate for him to have his hands up your skirt as you recounted the month end figures for him, but you were comfortable that way. He was, too. Oh, so comfortable with your hands inside his trousers and his teasing at the lining of your panties.

He was just taking care of his best employee.

And maybe he did spend a lot of money on you, but you had to keep up appearances. He needed you looking your best when you were next to him.

It wasn't his fault you were so beautiful that brands reached out to him to get you to model for then after seeing you appear in some pictures by his side.

It wasn't his fault that he couldn't get anyone else to come with him to the Hero Gala. Besides, you're meant to be with him during these things to take notes for him. So having you as his date was basically killing two birds with one stone.

"Your assistant's fucking sexy," Kaminari whispered into Bakugo's ear, both of them watching you go to order a drink for your boss.

Bakugo smirked to himself, his eyes raking over your body, clad in the tight fitting dress he'd bought for you to wear. He'd also bought the earrings you had on, and the shoes and the necklace. Sure, it cost him quite a lot, but he just couldn't help it when you looked so good.

"She's single, isn't she?"

Now, that had him snapping his head in Kaminari's direction. "Don't even fucking think about."

Kaminari whined, "But why? She's your assistant, not your sister or your girlfriend."

"She's my assistant," Bakugo seethed, standing up from his seat. "She's my employee, and I won't have you lowering her efficiency." He murmured as he made his way to where you were.

You smiled brightly as you turned around to see him, handing him the second glass of champagne in your hands. "You look like you'd rather be somewhere else." You laughed softly.

He grinned down at you before downing the drink quickly. "I would," he said before dropping his glass back on the bar. "Come on."

He spoilt you rotten, but he couldn't help it. You looked so beautiful in your tight dress and pretty hair and beautiful face.

Sure, being seated on the sink and having your legs spread before his lips in the bathroom at the Hero Gala may have been a tad inappropriate, but how could he stop himself?

You were quivering for him, thighs pressing down and shaking on either side of his head, and your fingers gripping harshly at his hair, pulling him even closer as you rutted your heat against his lips.

He let out a desperate groan, burying his face deeper into your cunt, eating you out shamelessly, hungrily.

"Fuuck..." He growled into you.

You'd been so shy the first time he had his way with you, refusing to touch him, grind on him, behaving so meek and cute.

Now look at you, so selfish and desperate, almost suffocating him as he feasted. He spoilt you rotten, sure, but you deserved every morsel of it.

"Katsuki..." You whined desperately, your back arching off the mirror, the hand not pulling at his hair tightly gripping the edge of the counter. "Katsuki, I'm so close... I'm so fucking close, baby-"

His hands dug into the flesh of your ass, pulling your harsher into him, your clit pressing against his nose as his tongue made a meal of you. He was always so desperate for it, digging the wet muscle so far into your pussy you saw stars.

And he was messy too, his saliva and your arousal staying your thighs, dripping from the marble counter unto the ground as he ate from you.

Anyone who came in after would probably be able to tell from the smell of the bathroom alone. The cum leaking unto the floor would only solidify it.

But the thought of someone finding out that your boss had his face buried deep in your pussy wasn't exactly what you were thinking about when you came for him, hard and rough, your hips shaking and raising off the counter as you rode out your high.

"We shouldn't be doing such during events, sir." You whispered to him as you both walked down the corridors back into the hall where the gala was being held.

He had his large palm over your ass, groping you just in the dark of the hallway, letting go just as you stepped into the crowded hall.

"Just be a good girl and wait for me to fuck you on the way home, hm?" He smirked at you, a small sheen still visible on his lips.

He never cleaned his mouth properly after eating you out during such events. It was inappropriate, sure, but he just couldn't help himself.

[yourluckieday]

Bakugou Katsuki x darling

TW: ABO-au, possessiveness, light bullying

Just thinking about how Alpha Beta Omega classes were always the worst. How the teacher would speak about an Alpha's strength and charisma, a Beta's sense of loyalty, and, of course, all of an Omega's weaknesses. 

It didn’t help that you were the only Omega in school. It also didn’t help that your class featured the only Alpha in school too.

All your life, it’s been a myriad of bullying. Katsuki would be at the helm, all the Betas behind him, eagerly following his every move – then you – trod over in the process. 

“You’re an Omega. You know that means you’re stupid, right?” He’d laugh – his canines gleaming in his grin.

“And weak – Katsuki, don’t forget weak!” His friends would add, hyping him up – making his smile ever sharper.

“Yeah! – stupid, weak, slow, and tiny.” You’d be pushed to the dirt, shadowed by his form, gleaming with pride, blocking out the sun. “Heh- sounds like something that belongs beneath a boot.”

All those classes, all those lessons. It’s not really the teacher’s fault. She’d tried using the most unbiased language she could. She’d only been stating facts – but still… couldn’t they have waited until all of you were a little older to tell everyone all the reasons you were different from them?

Granted. The lessons progressed into different territory when you got older. Talking about pheromones and instincts and mating and breeding – how Omega’s fall prey to something called ruts and heats – and how vulnerable they are when they’re caught in it. 

You were burning with embarrassment in your seat – feeling feverish from the toll of it – knowing how all this new information was going to be like fuel to fire – how Katsuki was going to use it for all it was worth.

You dared glance over at him – sitting by the window – he had an elbow propped on the desk and his head resting in the palm it supported. It didn’t seem like he was paying attention – his face turned away, looking outside instead. You couldn’t tell whether he was listening. You hoped he wasn’t.

But if you’d looked extra close, you’d see the beat red blush on his ear and cheeks.

To your pleasant surprise, Bakugou didn't approach you at all after that. You thought for sure he’d mock you, but it seemed that maybe… he’d grown out of it, perhaps? Either way, you were happy to think he’d forgotten all about you.

If only you knew he was on a mission to ignore you. You hadn’t noticed, too humiliated by the things being said about the nature of Omegas to have listened to what the teacher said about Alphas – and all their strange possessive habits – their need to mark their mate with bites and scent and-

He shuddered.

It’s a complete surprise. He can’t believe all these years he’s wanted you like that. But ever since you were kids, he’s been imprinting on you – chasing you, biting you, coveting you. It’s so embarrassing he can’t believe it. Is this really the reason you piss him off so much?

He knows it is – now; that one look at you has him blushing and his pants tight in the crotch. Fuck – do you even know? Have you known all along?

No… you’re acting like nothing’s amiss. Chatting up extras with an oblivious smile on your face – acting like you don’t belong to him.

How’s he going to keep you in check when you’re going to different schools by next term? How’s he gonna keep others away from you? Shit- what if there are other alphas at the school you’re going to? What if-

Fuck! His chest is pounding so hard and fast it hurts. He’s going to lose you…

You’re trembling – on the verge of tears – when he drags you off behind the school on graduation day. His face was in his normal scowl. He hasn’t bothered you all year – why, what-

“You’re gonna wear this at your new school, or you’re not gonna go.” He mutters – his fist shoving a ball of black fabric into your stomach – not hard, but enough to make you flinch. “Don’t wash it. Bring it back to me, and I’ll give you a new one.”

Your brows furrow.

“Every week. Or else I’ll hunt you down.”

He takes a step closer – you yelp as your back hits the wall, then whimper when his nose brushes along your hairline – his breaths hot.

“This’ll let every extra know you already belong to me.”

When he walks away, back in a slouch and hands shoved down his pant pockets – you unravel the mess of black in your hands – revealing a skull-print plastered on a large hoodie.

It smells like Kachan.

[yourluckieday]

And he makes you call him Mr. Dynamight Sir. “Yes Mr. Dynamight Sir.”, or “Right away Mr. Dynamight Sir.”

Pro-hero Dynamight who loves having his pretty little partner working for his agency.

He gets the biggest kick out of flustering you too, ignoring your weak protests when he comes up behind you in the copy room, pressing soft open mouthed kisses to your neck as he presses you into the counter

All he does is chuckle when you whine about someone possibly seeing, his breath warm against your skin. “What’s the point of owning the building if I can’t love on you anytime I want?”

#bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugou #boss bakugou #pro hero dynamight

[yourluckieday]

Imagine Bakugou having a hard time saying I love you, he rarely ever says it back, but he does love you.

One day you call and before you hang up you say “I love you ‘Suki!” And he just grumbles “you too firecracker.” And he hangs up.

Then there’s a villain attack, and the aftermath is a tragedy, you were caught in the middle, calling Katsuki for him to only send you to voicemail because he’s saving lives. But he couldn’t save yours.

Sitting in the locker room of his agency in a daze everyone giving him a wide berth. He pulls out his phone, hands shaking and clicks the last voicemail you left him. His heart clenches at the sound of your voice, so scared and you’re crying. Then at the end of the voicemail you say “I love you ‘Suki.” And he breaks, “I love you too firecracker.”

#katsuki bakugou #sad moments

[yourluckieday]

Imagine Katsuki finding out you’ve thought about him and his friends running a train on you and he get so insanely jealous.

So one night you’re laying in bed and he starts talking about a fantasy he has, and he starts fingering you, and telling you about this fantasy.

He starts the fantasy with allowing his friends to go first. Denki, and Kirishima, and Deku, and Todoroki. And he’s just fingering you the whole time, telling you how good they’d make you feel, and how they’ll fuck you, and what they’ll do to you; but every time you get close he stops moving his fingers. Just straight up denying you your orgasm.

So finally when it’s his turn to fuck you in this fantasy he’s created for you, he lets you cum, fingers curling in to your g spot until your squirting all over his hand, because he’s the only one that gets to make you cum, and you should remember that.

#katsuki bakugou #random thoughts with Luckie

[yourluckieday]

Come Sit

Fandom: My Hero Academia, Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Cock-warming. Word Count: 800 words.

Summary: After a long day, all you need is Bakugo.

It's late, you're tired and by the time you stumble through the door to your apartment there's only one thing on your mind. On nights like this, you just need to feel him.

'You okay, Princess?' Bakugo looks up from the TV, his eyebrows arching into neat lines as he watches you step out of your shoes and strip off your coat.

You don't reply. Crossing the room, you the close the distance in seconds. The top few buttons of your shirt are popped open with the flick of a finger as you go, letting it fall open just enough to expose the bra underneath. As soon as you reach him, you sink to your knees.

A laugh rumbles in the back of his throat when eager fingers slip under the lip of his sweats and pull. 'That bad, huh?' He lifts his hips, letting you tug them down enough to expose his soft cock.

You whine when you swallow him down. It's a mouthful soft, but as soon as your lips close around his length it begins to swell. The blunt push of his cock head presses down against your tongue, slipping backward as it slowly stretches out your throat. In barely a minute he's hard and you're choking.

It's difficult for him to keep his hips still, to avoid bucking up and fucking the back of your throat, but he manages it. Sitting up, he slides a hand over your jaw, gripping the back of your neck as his thumb ghosts back and forth across your cheek. 'There you go...'

He maintains eye contact as you suck him off, refusing to look away for a second, even when you can see his lids threatening to flutter shut. The weight of his cock in your mouth is grounding, the salt of his pre-cum causing both your mouth and cunt to drool as you gingerly reel back and let him slip from your lips.

'Come on, baby.' Dragging his thumb over your bottom lip, Bakugo lets his hand slip from your chin as he sits back. A broad hand comes down on his thigh, patting the muscle as he beckons you over. 'Come sit.'

You don't need telling twice. Scrambling to your feet, you hike your skirt up around your waist and pop open the last few buttons of your shirt before coming down at either side of hips on your knees. His hands on your waist keep your body steady and the gentle kiss he presses to your mouth calms your mind, slowing everything down enough for you to finally breathe.

'Want me to prep you?' He's smiling, tongue flicking out over his lips as if he's recalling your taste.

The curve of a knuckle brushes against the clothed apex of your clit causing your legs to buckle, but you manage to stay up for long enough to shake your head.

'Okay.' He kisses you, slowly, slipping his tongue into your mouth while his hands work. The distinct sound of skin on skin fills the room as he gives himself a cursory pass with his fist, and then he's tugging aside your underwear and lining himself up. He praises you when you sink down on him. Coo's soft compliments into your ears as you ball yours fists into his shirt and whimper, struggling with the stretch.

When you work him down to the base, you relax. He moulds your insides, makes a home in your cunt and suddenly, the tension of your day is seeping from your muscles and leaving you light. It's not uncommon for you to come in and work him up, only to perch on his lap keeping him sunken into your wet heat. It grounds you, being so close to him, just holding him inside of you like this.

At first he didn't get it, struggled to just sit and let the pleasure of your body build to a slow tingle in his stomach, but the more time he let you cock-warm him, the more he understood. The more he'd come to enjoy it and find it grounding too. 'Feel better, Princess?'

His hands feel like they're everywhere. He smooths down your back rubbing calming lines through the material of your shirt and when you wriggle, rolling gently against his pelvis, he tugs down your bra. Cupping a tit in his hand, he swipes a thumb over your nipple encouraging it to pebble in his hold before leaning in and pressing another kiss into your mouth.

The kiss is as lazy as the last. Your mouths move together as his slow tweaking at your breast earns him drawn out moans that trickle into his mouth from yours. Soon, his lips will explore. He'll kiss your cheek, the tip of your nose, your eyelids, the under side of your jaw and your throat, taking care to savour each spot.

The gentle sting of his cock and the roaming of his mouth on your skin soothes the ache, eases the tension as you let yourself melt into him. Eventually, you'll move. You'll ride him until his grip on your waist becomes bruising and he's spilling hot and white into your stomach, but for now, even just the feel of him is enough. He is more than enough.

-> Masterlist

[yourluckieday]

Random post with no context, just random writings.

Katsuki's reflexes kick in as Gemini launches at him, his muscular arms wrapping around her small frame, effortlessly catching her. "Woah, there, firecracker," he grunts, a smirk playing across his scarred features. His hands grip her thighs tightly, feeling the smoothness of her skin against his calloused palms. The sudden weight of her body pressing against him sends a familiar surge of heat through his veins.

"Missed me, huh?" he whispers back, dark red eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and desire. His lips crash onto hers in a passionate, aggressive kiss, his mouth moving against hers with a fervor that reflects the pent-up longing from his time away. The taste of her lips is intoxicating, and he deepens the kiss, his tongue seeking entrance to duel with hers in a heated dance.

His hands roam from her thighs, one snaking up to grasp her hip, pulling her closer, while the other travels to her ass, giving it a firm, possessive squeeze as he had promised himself he would the moment he stepped through the door. Katsuki doesn't care if the neighbors could see through the window; let them watch and envy what he has.

Breaking the kiss to catch a breath, he growls lowly, "I've got a lot of catching up to do, baby. Ready to remind the whole neighborhood why they should be jealous?" His cocky grin tells her exactly what kind of 'catching up' he has in mind.

#bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo #random writings #was going through my WIPs and found this gem #and now I want katsuki's pet name for me to be firecracker