#I hate Bakugou

[villains-support-group]

I’m sorry I just can’t hide it. I HATE THIS MAN. I HATE HIS UGLY AHH FACE. IDC IF HE HAD CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT OR ANYTHING I HATE HIM I HATE HIM SO MUCH. AND YALL CAN ARGUE WITH ME AND LIKE HIM BUT IDC HE PISSES ME OFF SO BAD. (-🎤🎀, btw user box made by me!)

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

katsuki who breaks his sleep schedule ONLY on your birthday because he wants to be sure he’s the first one to text you.

at exactly midnight .on.the.dot. you get a string of messages from your boyfriend saying :

“happy birthday, moron.”

“i love you and all that stupid mushy shit”

“you better say it back. fucked up my sleep for you.”

“❤️”

he doesn’t even care if you’re already asleep, he’s already sure he was the very first one to text you but if you are still awake he’s even more proud cause you saw it happen. him who you (and his friends) tease all the time for going to sleep at like 8:30 sharp stayed up doing fuck all just to be the first to wish you a happy fucking birthday.

so yeah, you bet your ass he’s proud. and he’ll go to sleep and knock out immediately with a smirk on his face when you text him a “thank you sm, katsuki !!! i love you sosooososos much💕💕”

“yeah you better. go to bed, g’night <3”

n’ yeah okay, maybe he’ll be a bit crankier than usual, but it’ll be worth it seeing how bright you smile and jump to hug him, kissing all over his cheek with thank you’s and love you’s.

he’ll just take it out on kaminari.

[sugarlywhispers]

the sudden thought of bakugou katsuki sending an audio to his s/o while at the gym, where he speaks IN BETWEEN GASPS AND GRUNTS AND EVEN GROWLS BECAUSE OF THE AMOUNT OF WEIGHT HE'S LIFTING WHILE ALSO TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE FOR DINNER AND SUGGESTING MEALS OR PLEACES TO GO IF YOU WANT AND THEN HE SAYS, "Ugh... whatever you... mmh... want, baby, it's yours..." AND HE EXHALES FUCKING SEXILY AS THE SOUND OF THE WEIGHT DROPPING IS HEARD.

— I'M DYING HELP.

[eleiwitch]

[bkgsdoll]

🍮⠀⠀ notes: popular!bakugou x nerdy!reader, fluffy, college au ‿ ୧ 🍡⠀ word count: 839

everyone's either in love with bakugou or wants to be him. he always has people bombarding him with questions about his quirk or trying to get close to him. he doesnt mind the attention. bakugou carries a large amount of pride that comes along with his popularity. he's worshipped, always walking the halls with people following him.

but then theres you. a silent girl in most of his classes. you keep to yourself in your own little world for the most part with very few close friends. your seat is in front of bakugou in all of your shared lectures, and you never bothered him, not once. truth be told, he never really thought about you until a specific night.

slamming his friend's car door shut, bakugou grumbles, "you idiots." he wasted yet another good night for studying. he threw it away by partying with people he didn't even find interesting. gosh, it's already 10:30. he wouldn't be able to stay awake. but he can't just go to sleep! nono, exams are too close. he needs glue all of the information he can into his brain. kirishima had recommended getting a study buddy-- who the hell would want to actually study with bakugou?? the girls would be distracted by his "huge muscles" and "unique hair" while any guys would be begging to see his quirk in action.

fuck this! katsuki doesn't need anyones help.

that confident thought bubble changes as he walks up the stairs to the dormitories. he remembers that quiet dork in most of his classes.. you seem pretty normal for the most part. a bit of a nerd too, so he wouldn't be worried about you having the wrong shit written down. with an ashamed grunt, he decides to find your dorm.

you munch on freshly baked chocolate chip cookies, going over notes you'd gotten from yesterday's lecture. you tiredly lean back against your chair in a tiny tank top and shorts with your hair up in a claw clip. you're slightly bopping your head to the quiet music playing in the background when you hear heavy thuds of someone walking towards your room. you perk up when said person knocks on your door softly. you happily smile, thinking maybe one of your friends are stopping by. excited you made so many cookies, you hurry to the door and swing it open.

with his hands dug into his pockets and drained frown, the katsuki bakugou stands at your door.. odd. "oh!" you squealed, your hand covering your mouth. "sorry, just-- wasn't expecting you." you nervously rub your arm, leaning against the door frame.

he lazily raises an eyebrow in curiosity. "you expectin' someone?"

you shake your head. "nope.." you mutter with an awkward smile. bakugou eyes you up and down quickly, quietly clearing his throat at the small amount of clothing adorning your body. you bite your lip embarrassedly while averting your gaze. "you wanna come in?" you chirp, stepping to the side. he lets out a soft hum of confirmation, taking big strides into your dorm before you shut the door behind him. he walks over to your desk to observe your neatly written notes. "i need someone to study with-- you aren't stupid or anythin' right?" he cocks a brow, turning his head to look at you.

you hum lightly. "mm no, i dont think so.."

the scruffy boy plops down in your heart-shaped chair, flipping through the pages you had spent such precious time working on. you fiddle with your fingers shyly, biting the inside of your cheek as you watch bakugou. "..do you want a cookie?" you politely ask, pointing towards the plate on your desk, walking towards him. his head turned to where your finger was pointing.

his eyes flicker to the plate, hesitantly taking a freshly baked chocolate chip cookie and biting into it. it was soft and chewy-- and warm. his crimson eyes brighten a little, just a little. "'s not bad. would be better with coffee." he stares at the bitten cookie, cupping his other under the treat, careful not to make a mess. your bubbly self returns, offering a sweet smile. "coffee coming up!"

that day was the first of many of you and katsuki spending time together. you were never around people too often, yet alone someone as popular and liked as bakugou. and as for him, he thought you were decently likeable. you made him feel good about himself without talking about his quirk or giant pecs. you also never asked if he had a girlfriend or if he was free next friday night. you were just you.

you had talked more than he anticipated. that night, bakugou found himself quiet while you blabbed about whatever came into your head, and he didn't mind it at all. even after that study session and hanging out numerous times, you're still that one quiet nerd in the classroom. only he gets to see the chatty side of you-- and he likes that. makes him feel special.

[rockheart2002]

I just found the most cursed ship and now you need to be cursed too

WHY

WHO MADE THIS

WHO IS THIS FOR????

[vivid-dreamscapes]

Feel like Bakugou is the kinda guy to HATE ppl who celebrate Christmas as soon as November hits. Like, he doesn’t give a shit about celebrating holidays in general usually, but Halloween ends and not even a week later, Santa’s in every yard. And it pisses him off so much it’s funny. Once last year, you were humming jingle bell rock about a week into November, and he absolutely blew up. Literally.

So this year, you had a revenge plan.

You had went ahead and bought Christmas lingerie as soon as it was out, which had arrived pretty fast. You had managed to grab and hide it from your boyfriend before he saw it—plenty of places to hide things in a penthouse after all.

But towards the end of the second week of November, you changed into it and walked out casually into the penthouse living room. Katsuki was sitting there on his phone, grumbling and looking over the news before you cleared your throat.

He looked up, brows furrowed from glaring at the news, but it quickly snapped into surprise. You stood there and smirked as he just looked you allllll over, before standing up and reaching a hand out. He just pulled you closer, burying his face into the back of your neck as he mumbled against your skin.

“The fuck you think you’re doin’? You know I hate early Christmas stuff.” He growled against your skin, trailing quick but light kisses up the soft back of your neck, occasionally pressing his lips harder into you.

“Yeah, but you love my body.” You said with a smirk, tilting your neck forwards slightly. He quickly shifted to using teeth, just little nips here and there. He hummed against you as he went to pull your festive outfit off, but you stop him.

He gives you a confused look, but before he even gets the chance to ask, you say the same thing to him that he always says to you. Even if you mean it in a much more different way than him.

“Ah ah. It’s still November, isn’t it?”

[izuku-lover15]

I’m gonna get sick everywhere

[puppyeared]

these two are so interesting to me

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[fleuriieu]

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[kiisaes]

I'm literally ill

[fifiphobic]

Katsuki must be so utterly miserable. He must be so tired. Imagine working tirelessly for 8 years, going back and forth between America and Japan (I assume at least 3 times a year) to see progress for the suit. Working on designs, material, fabric, testing out certain weapons. he must’ve thought about Izuku’s physical capabilities, his injuries, his weaknesses after the loss of his quirk. Wanting to tackle all of that in 1 miracle suit for the boy you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, compete for the rest of you life with. Then after 8 long years of labour, 8 long years of suppressed feelings, yearning. 8 LONG HARD YEARS OF sitting idly waiting for the right moment to confess to the love of your life (you know having this whole plan to give him the suit because YEAH! fuck a ring that sentimental shit is worthless make the love of your life a badass mech suit to be hero’s together). Izuku decided yk what? I’m gonna get drunk the night of class A reunion and then while drunk I’m going to realise my very fickle feelings for the small high school crush I had 8 years ago. (mind you didn’t think about not once in 8 years) and I’m going to tell Katsuki. Not only am I going to tell Katsuki but when he extends an offer for me to join his hero agency I'll REJECT?

Middle school midoriya would’ve been FUMING!!!!!

(The epilogue really sent me out of hiatus hey guys missed you how’s everybody doing)

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

as long as he leads the way . .

katsuki's childhood habits remain the same

katsuki still apologizes to you the same way he used to when you were kids.

he always makes a face whenever he knows he’s gone too far or when he’s done something he knows he shouldn’t have, his eyebrows are furrowed and his little chubby face contorts into a sad little pout. he tries to look tough but he can already feel guilty tears in his eyes so he looks away from you, little hands balled into fists at his sides and his head hangs low so you can’t see his red face through his bangs.

usually, he tries making it up to you by showing you something he thinks you’ll like or something he finds cool, and sometimes he’ll even let you hold his precious all might card, but only when he knows he really messed up. he’ll stiffly pet your head as an apology for pulling at your hair a little too hard earlier and if you ask him to he’ll kiss the pain away from when you scrapped your knee because he accidentally shoved you a little harder than he meant to when he was chasing you around.

but when you’re mad at him because he’s been really mean, in ways he knows his shiny holographic all might card won’t fix, he opts to simply sit next to you. with a little pout on his face and with his cheeks turning red, he’ll shove his head into your shoulder. he holds onto you tightly so he’s sure you won’t be able to escape him or his apology. you squirm around a little bit but he doesn’t let you go. you stop moving around but you still huff at him, calling him a big meanie. all he does in response is shoving his head against your shoulder and he mutters out a little "m’sorry." against it.

he hears you shuffle to look at him and he looks up at you, his eyebrows are still furrowed and his cheeks are so red because he’s really not used to apologizing and he doesn’t like to, but he does for you. and even at the tender age of seven, you really can’t stay mad at him when he looks like that, so you forgive him and you’ve already forgotten what you were even mad about when he grins at you boyishly, already back to his usual self as he drags you off to your next adventure who knows where, but even at the tender age of seven, you knew you’d follow him to the ends of the earth as long as he led the way.

he’s changed so much and not at all at the same time. he hates it whenever you get mad at him and he still does everything and anything to get your attention when you are. and just like before, whenever he hurts you in ways he knows his actions can’t fix, he opts to come up behind you and wrap his arms around your middle loosely, giving you the option to break out of his hold if you wanted to. his hold on you slowly tightens when you make no move to, his head is shoved into the crook of your neck and his chest is pressed flush against your back,“ i’m sorry.” he whispers.

it wouldn’t mean much if it came from anyone else but this is katsuki. you’ve known him for as long as you can remember, you know how he is : he’s unruly, headstrong and so stubborn it drives you crazy sometimes. but he casts all of that—all of him aside for you.

“i’m sorry.” he says again, his voice is low and a little shaky.“ shouldn’t have said all that to you. that wasn’t…cool” he fumbles around for the right words to say and you have to hold back a laugh as he does so, but you can tell he’s trying.“never wanna make ya mad at me..” he finishes quietly. he’s fiddling around with the ends of your shirt waiting for your response. then he hears you shuffle around to peek at him and he looks up at you.

he really hasn’t changed. he’s still got the same little frown, the same little crease between his brows and the same rosy cheeks. sure his features are less rounded, his cheeks are definitely less chubby, he’s gotten taller but he’s still your same katsuki who’s a little rough and a big meanie sometimes, but who also always makes sure to apologize to you when he knows he’s hurt you because that’s the last thing he wants.

you grant him a tiny smile. his eyes light up and he stands a little straighter and after a second he’s on you, pressing kisses all over your cheek, grinning boyishly at you and you still want to follow him to the ends of the world as long as he’s leading the way.

[treef-greef]

And they are soooooooo…

Bonus:

[paunchsalazar]

chauffeur

[antiwhores]

You took a hit for Bakugou- scratch that actually. It wasn’t a hit, it was a fucking spear going into your chest.

Did it hurt? Yes! Are you gonna joke about it? Also yes.

Bakugou has been fed up with you turning this into a big joke. He had to watch you, his lover, bleed out because of his own sloppiness fighting that villain. The 3 weeks you spent in the hospital were hell and almost immediately when you got out you were making jokes? He thinks you’re crazy.

One night he’s carefully introducing sex back into the picture. It would be the first time yall did anything in a long time because you needed to recover and he was setting some ground rules.

“Are you listening?” He pokes you on the forehead. “This is fuckin’ important. I can’t fuck you if you don’t follow the damn guidelines.” You groan, “Whats the big deal? You’re acting like I’m a virgin, not the first time I’ve been impaled-“ “Shut the fuck up. Don’t finish that sentence.”

He knew what you were doing. The word “impaled” was BANNED in this household.

“You’re being so mean, it’s like a stab in the-“ “I swear to god…” He stops himself from cussing you out by rubbing his temples aggressively. “No fucking more.” He spits.

You hold up a finger, “One more.” “No-“ “You’re not the sharpest thing thats entered my body-“ “SHUT THE FUCK-“