#Katsuki bakugo

[bkgsdoll]

thinking abt katsuki with a gf who wants to watch asmr, but can never find the perfect channel. most videos are either overstimulating or too underwhelming and she ends up closing the video all together. this bother your boyfriend immensely. he watches you surf youtube for asmr to play in the background while you two just relax, but you can’t.

finally one day he decides, “fuck them” and makes his own video for you. yes, katsuki bakugou makes his own asmr video for you.

and he executes it perfectly!! he makes sure not to look directly at the camera while recording, never makes any mouth sounds, and doesn’t do any fast triggers. he made a separate account just to post that video, but of course, the fans discover it with ease. he lets the internet make fun of him, not really giving a shit because guess what? his video is always on your tv.

[naluwalker]

I'm crying a lot, people, I want to forget that this happened

The brightness of the Sun will give me just enough

To bury my love in the Moondust

[nottspocket]

Crouch

[moonstonejpg]

I know we have all talked about how Katsuki wouldn’t be super into PDA but listen!! I have this specific picture in my head!!!

he’d be walking alongside you, and he’d notice your hand just kind of, dangling? down by your side. he glances over a few times, tuning out of the conversation entirely, his gaze wholly focused on your empty hand.

then he notices a couple walking on the other side of the street, hands clasped as they walk with their heads bowed together, rosy cheeks and boisterous laughter coming from the pair.

he eyes your hand again, then huffs, hand snapping out to gently slip his palm in yours.

the touch causes your brain to short circuit, halting your chattering. you weren’t expecting the warm palm now enveloping your own, and you stare openly at him in shock.

but he’d keep his gaze ahead, ignoring your curious eyes.

then he’d intertwine your fingers together without looking at you, the tops of his cheeks rosy as he stared straight ahead. “better.” He’d grumble under his breath.

because he doesn’t quite know how to be the best boyfriend in the world yet, but he’s determined as hell to get this right.

[strwbrrykthv]

i like to think that during the hero ranking the top 10 get a walk out song.

you, mina, kiri, and denki bug tf out of katsuki about his walk out song when he finally breaks into the top 10 trying to help him pick the most perfect one that “really captures his personality”.

he manages to get you guys to narrowed it down to only 3: enter sandman by metallica, really really by kevin gates, and kitty kat by megan thee stallion.

he agrees on the first two but absolutely hates the idea of walking out to Kitty Kat. you and mina picked that one because 1.) his name is literally katsuki and 2.) its meg thee stallion for crying out loud.

he choose kitty kat in the end because hes never been able to say no to you, obviously. it turns out to be really good publicity for him and helps him to rank even higher at next reranking.

[suksatoru]

𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚐𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝.

one shots and drabbles.

kiss it better! you forgot to give bakugo his good morning kiss - and he is not happy about it.

i don't wanna look at anything else now that i saw you you're nervous to show bakugo your new dress - but he's determined to show you just how beautiful he thinks you are.

drawing hearts in his eyes katsuki finds out what you've been drawing in your sketchbook all the time...and to say he's surprised is an understatement.

thoughts and headcanons.

valentines day! mha men and valentines day

touch starved bakugo thoughts he's a touch starved boy who secretly adores your love for him and his psycho antics

plushies galore! he's a jealous jealous boyyy

[gemgdynamight0]

"Pay attention, I hope that you listen... 'Cause I let my guard down... Right now, I'm completely defenceless

For your eyes only, I show you my heart

I can feel your heart inside of mine... I've been going out of my mind... Know that I'm just wasting time... And..

And I....

Hope that you don't run from me. "

[dynachan]

[peachsukii]

[sfiyayaya]

well yes

[scftizuku]

Katsuki: Izuku and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's- Izuku: Sentences. Katsuki: Don't interrupt me nerd

[herbarimoon]

Phoebe Bridgers - Waiting room

[moonstonejpg]

support

k. bakugo x reader

where bakugo has a crush on a girl in the support course

w.c: 1,707

tags: pure fluff, kiri and denki being the best wingmen in the world, oh also ua is a college not a high school bc i said so

bakugo is my comfort character i love him sm and want to protect him at all costs ♡

If he didn’t know any better, he would think the sudden pounding of his heart meant it was acting up again like it did occasionally after Edgeshot revived him, because Katsuki Bakugo didn’t have crushes. And despite it being a natural part of life, it freaks him out a lot more than he’d care to admit. Because Bakugo has always had the same plan, get into UA College and become a top ranked hero; nowhere in his plan did he account for the girl with a heart of gold in the support course.

“Katsuki!” You call, arms full of some unknown material as you jogged towards him. You had a bright smile on your face, and your eyes were lit up with excitement. He couldn’t help the fond smile spreading across his lips as he gazed down at where you skidded to a stop in front of him.

“I did it! Here—hold this please.” You shove the item in your arms towards him, hands animatedly waving towards the different places on as you explain. It took a few moments for Bakugo’s mind to catch up to what was happening in front of him, but once it did his gaze snapped up to meet your eyes in shock.

“—and so, basically, you put this on under your hero suit and it absorbs the shockwaves from your blasts, turning it back into itself to heat your muscles.”

He blinks, his thoughts spinning to the conversation from last week when you had caught him sitting on the rooftop of the college. Instead of leaving, you plopped down next to him, starting a conversation after a few hesitant moments.

“I know you love your quirk, and honestly I do too!” you giggle, a light blush dusting your cheeks. “But if there was something you could change—or well, something to help, what would it be?”

He cocks his head to the side, mulling over your question; he wants to give you a good answer, an honest answer. So, he dips into the vat of his insecurities, unearthing a small secret he’s never shared with anyone.

“I—when I use it too much my arms and shoulders start to ache, and even if I pause to conserve my energy it seems to just leak out and then…eventually both body parts end up going numb. It’s been happening more frequently now that we are training longer, and it—it sucks to be quite honest.”

You pull your knees up to your chest, eyes fixed on a distance point on the horizon. He glances sideways at you, noticing the indent between your eyebrows. Your tongue pokes out, and he realizes this is your thinking face. He’s amazed that he can see the wheels turning, and wonders what’s going on in your brain.

It’s silent for a few moments, before you jump up, an excited gleam in your eye. You start to leave, pausing to turn back to him, your face now serious. “I won’t tell anyone; your secret is safe with me.”

He nods once, and the seriousness evaporates as you smile at him, then disappear down the stairs.

“Was…is this okay?” You ask suddenly, the excitement in your eyes dimming slightly as he stared dumbly at you, not a single word leaving his lips since you handed over the gadget. “I—I just thought that—I can take it back!”

“No, I—"

“It’s okay! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep. I had just thought…well, either way it doesn’t matter.” You reach your hands out to take the thin fabric back, but he holds it above your head, forcing you to stop and look at him in surprise.

“I love it, you just—you surprised me is all.” He mumbles, feeling heat rise in his cheeks. “I wish I could do something to thank you, something other than just standing here looking like a fool.”

“I don’t need anything from you, really! It’s, well, it’s a gift.” You reply quietly, twisting your hands together then shoving them back behind your back. There’s a light pink stain on the apples of your cheeks, and Bakugo gets the alarming urge to kiss you. Instead, he fists the cloth in his hands and lowers his arms, cradling the material to his chest.

“Thank you.” He whispers, still in shock that someone would do something like this for him.

You nod once, a soft smile on your face as you turn and leave the hallway, his eyes not leaving your back until you’re just a speck at the end of the corridor.   

Hours later he’s still thinking of the exchange; feeling incredibly stupid for not asking for your number at the very least. He’s supposed to be helping Kirishima and Kaminari study for their exam in the library, but how could he possibly do that when all he wants to do is replay your smile over again on a never-ending loop.  

“Bakugo? Hey, Katsuki!”

Fingers are suddenly snapping in front of his face, effectively ripping him from his thoughts. “What?” He grumbles out, smacking Kirishima’s hand away from his face.

“What’s up with you lately, dude?” Kaminari asks, raising an eyebrow.

Bakugo doesn’t respond, distracted by the familiar girl at the far end of the rows of books.  

Kirishima throws his elbow into Kaminari’s side, rolling his eyes at the huff of indignation the blonde lets out. He tilts his chin up to the other end of the room, and that’s when they notice Bakugo’s eyes locked on to where you’re seated, book in hand.  

They watch, transfixed as a slow smile stretches across the blonde’s face, his chin nearly dropping in his upturned hand to watch you.

“Oh. Oh my god.” And suddenly everything makes sense to the pair. Kirishima and Denki lock eyes, secretive smiles plastered on both of their faces.

“She’s really pretty.” Kaminari muses, shutting his textbook and leaning back in his chair.

“Mm.” Katsuki grunts, only half paying attention.

“And way smarter than you.” Kirishima says, eyes locked on his friend.  

“Wait, what?” Bakugo asks, attention snapping back to his friends.

“So the day has finally come…our blasty boy has officially grown up.” Kirishima pretends to wipe non-existent tears, sniffing a little.

“What are you two idiots talking about?” Bakugo asks gruffly, flipping a page in his textbook.

“Oh nothing, just—"

“When’s the wedding?” Kaminari asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Again, what are you even talking about?”

“You have a crush!” Kaminari coos.

“I mean, I would like to crush your heads together.” Bakugo mumbles, but they can’t miss the way his cheeks turn pink. He avoids all eye contact, choosing instead to pretend to read the page in front of him. “She ah.” He clears his throat, “She made me this material to go under my hero suit, something about the shockwaves from my explosions being fed back into the material to…well, anyway, she brought it for me today. And I should have asked for her number, but…” He trails off, the unspoken words hanging in the air.  

I’m scared.

Kirishima puts a steady hand on Bakugo’s shoulder, knowing the fear his friend feels is more than warranted. Bakugo is silent for a few moments. And then, “I have all of these hard edges, and I don’t know how to be soft.”

“You don’t need to be soft; you need to be yourself.” Kaminari whispers, smiling at him. “And something tells me she probably feels the same way about you.”

Kirishima and Kaminari lock eyes again before standing and calling your name. Bakugo watches in abject horror as they approach you, his knee bouncing faster as they speak, the distance too great to listen to what exactly was being said. His eyes flit across the trio, panicking slightly.

He knew deep down that his friends just wanted him to be happy, but at this moment he wanted nothing more than to leap across the room and strangle them both. Bakugo briefly considers blowing the entire room up but decided against it at the thought of another bill being sent to his parents.

He watches as you put your book face down, eyes moving between his friends. They say something, then you frown before responding. The exchange feels like hours but is only a few minutes before you stand. You look over, locking eyes with Bakugo, then begin to make your way over to him.

He catches both Kaminari and Kirishima shooting him a thumbs up, before scuttling out of the library, leaving their books and backpacks behind where Bakugo sits. He scrambles out of his chair, choosing instead to lean a hip against the edge of the table as you approach.

“Hi.” He whispers, reaching a hand back to scratch his neck.

“Hi.” You reply, pressing your hands together before twisting them together again. He recognizes the movement from hours before, cataloguing the nervous habit in the file in his brain under your name. “They said you had something to tell me?”

“I—you make my chest feel weird.”

“Um, what?” You squeak out.

“No! No, I mean—god, I’m fucking this all up.” He heaves out a sigh, looking up at the ceiling before locking eyes with you. “I appreciate your gift, more than you know. And I like how smart you are, and that I can see the wheels turning in your head when you’re thinking really hard. I like how you aren’t afraid to talk to me, and I haven’t…I’ve never felt like this about another person before. You haven’t left my mind since the day I met you, and I-I like you, a lot.”

Your jaw drops slightly, eyes flickering back and forth across his face. He swallows, taking a step towards you before hesitantly reaching to brush a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

“Can I take you on a date?” He asks quietly, swallowing nervously.

You blink before a smile splits your face, and you nod. He smiles back, and before you lose courage, you push up on the tips of your toes to press a soft kiss on his cheek, giggling when you pull away and see the now bright red color flooding his cheeks.

“I like you too, Blasty.”  

[bee-patella]

Scars and no scars vers. 🧡 +reference

[ellewluvr]

HER GUTS AND ROUNDNESS ARE RESPECTABLE (yuri's version)