#bakugo kastuki x reader fluff

[sun-flower-children]

Kirishima, Bakugo + Sero with a really rich S/O

A/N: Thanks for sending in a prompt! I added Sero bc im a simp  because he would be fun to write in this context as well!! I hope you ( the reader ) are also doing well!

Sero Hanta

- He makes it pretty clear early on that he doesn’t like you for your money and doesn’t want you to spend more money than needed on him.

- You will give him little gifts randomly which he loves no matter how much he protests that he doesn’t want you buying stuff for him.

- Sero treasures those little trinkets that you give him; probably has a self dedicated to your guys pictures and the lil gifts.

- !! matching fits !!

- This dude has style, he has taste, Sero is by no means a style disaster

- His style is more street style; might flirt a bit with the tech wear style.

- Matching t-shirts, maybe overall aesthetics

- One thing you do for him is help him with his phone.

- I headcanon that this dude probably drops his phone

Kirishima Eijiro

- He thinks its super manly you want to buy and gift him things as a physical piece of proof of you feelings for him.

- He really likes your gifts and will give you kisses and hugs as a thank you, every single time.

- Probably prefers things that have a sentimental value to him or are part of some kind of inside joke y’all have

- !! promise rings !!

- He would wear his when he isn’t training but at some point he would attach it to a thin gold chain to match the simple gold promise ring you bought for him

- 100% has y’alls name written on the inside of the ring.

- when he misses you a lot he will hold the ring, rub the ring, maybe kiss it :’(

Bakugo Katsuki

- this lil bitch dresses really plainly despite having designer parents.

- He has taste and has a phenomenal style but doesn’t really dress up because he has other things to focus on.

 - He will totally be all like “ don’t buy shit for me dumb ass I don’t need to clutter my room with your bullshit.”

- Absolutely will send you posts of pricey fashion pieces that he likes; he will only say that he likes them and you will buy them is up to you or not.

 - Sometimes he will remind you that he likes you because you are the best

[gamblersdoll]

katsuki used to teeth alot when he was a baby, considering why he had to get braces when entering highschool and on top of that, why his canines were so sharp.

it somewhat enters into adulthood, seeing how whenever he got bored, he takes your knuckles and gnaws on them, the spit coating your skin.

���are you done, katsuki?” you giggle, him glaring at you and taking it out of his mouth.

“do you see me being done?”

[denksmail]

ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Katsuki Bakugo x Reader ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: none! xx ᴀ/ɴ: I'm not good at writing actual fics so headcanons are the only thing I might do. ALSO THIS IS HOW I VIEW KATUSKI AS A BOYFRIEND!!

Katsuki! seems like the type of guy to have a hard time saying "I love you" back. According to him it ruins his ego but if you catch him off guard, you would hear a little "Love you too, idiot". Any time you tease him for it, he'll never say it again. At least not for a while.

Katuski! hates when you can't take care of yourself. You can forget to eat, drink water, brush your teeth, etc. and he'll lecture you WHILE taking care of you.

"You need to take care of yourself. How did you forget to eat? How can anyone forget to eat?"

"Kats, you're feeding me, right now. Why should I eat if I can enjoy your amazing cooking?"

"Go starve."

Katsuki! doesn't know how to actually plan dates with you. So whatever you decide to do, he'll go along with it. But when he does try to plan dates, he’ll try to research popular date places that everyone likes.

Katsuki! can't give gifts for the life of him. He has to ask someone beforehand what to get. But you CAN’T know about it or else he feels like he can’t be a good boyfriend. (Not true obviously!!)

Katsuki! Is secretly afraid of the dark. You found out when you decided to prank him by hiding under his bed. It was 2 AM. You played those scary videos and you never heard him screamed soo fucking loud.

Katsuki! is very noisy. He’ll purposely overhear your phone conversation and ask you about it afterwards. You don’t have to answer but he wants you too. He knows EVERYONE’S business in UA.

Katsuki! Is the definition of a “Jealous Boy”. He is opposed to you talking to guys. He just have to know them. If you talk to Kirishima, Denki, Sero, etc. He wouldn’t mind, he knows they’ll respect your relationship.

[oblivionmind]

♡- mha/bnha x reader texts

♡-icl: bakugo kastuki, izuku midoriya, denki kaminari, enji kirishima

♡- scenario: you say “just say you hate me” to them

♡-an.. please let me know if there’s any mistakes!! also I took a while to upload bc I had ZERO idea of what scenario to do ;-;

[love-me-satoru]

How They Met

ProHero Katsuki x ProHero Reader. (ft mina and jiro)

A/n: This is gonna start a series i wanna do even tho i already have two separate parts that all can be read as a stand alone but please lmk if this sucks thank you

You didn’t expect to fall for the explosive one. Honestly nobody expected you to either. You were the shy one super quiet but still extremely sucessful during the sports festivals you were neck and neck with Katsuki. He was beating you every time until one year You finally got the upper hand. He was a total dick about it at least for the week. Then he started to be nice. He started talking to you more. You started to notice little things he did for you. He would grab you food, help you study, stay back with you just to walk you to classes. You just thought he was being nice. Which was a little weird to you until one day.

He asked you out.

You had the biggest crush on him ever since the beginning. You were scared he was just one of those jocks you didn’t want to deal with but that wasn’t the case. You were over the mood. You really tried to act cool about it but you red face told on you.

“you know you’re cute when you blush like that” as he pushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

“what do you mean.. i’m not blushing!” as you cover your face with your hands.

katsuki grabs your hands away from your face

“it’s adorable” and kisses your cheek softly.

“i’ll see you later cutie.” as he walks away.

You were so shocked you just stood there until Mina and Jiro showed up.

“Yo! did i just see Bakugo kiss you?” Mina said excitedly.

“It’s about time” Jiro said.

“What do you mean?” You asked with a confused look on your face.

“Oh Yeah! Bakugo has been talking about asking you out.” Mina said happily

“Oh my god! Why didn’t anyone tell me?”

“Because Bakugo would of killed us if we did” Jiro said laughing

You shrugged your shoulders knowing she’s right

“Oh my god! Let’s go get you ready for your date!” Mina literally yanked you and Jiro to your room to get you ready.

[sumoannoy]

【𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘗𝘳𝘰 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘉𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘉𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥】

It’s a love at first sight thing

You went to a party to catch up with your old friend Kirishima, and there was the number 18 pro hero Ground Zero, staring at you like cupids bow had just shot him

You talk and laugh the whole night, his palms sweating an actually dangerous amount when he asks for your number, while you try to hide how giddy you are when putting it into his phone

From there you go on an awkward first date that’s cute in it’s own way

He opens doors for you, pulls out your chair, pays for everything, and even buys you a rose at the end of the night

A few dates later, and he’s ramping up the courage to ask you to be his girlfriend. The one thing that makes him do it though is Denki trying to make a move on you (only reason he lives to tell the tale is because he did it to make him hurry tf up)

At the start of the relationship it’s all simple, unknowing touches here and there

Him shyly asking if he can hold your hand with a gruff and quiet voice, looking at you for consent before going in to kiss or hug you

He goes above and beyond to just see you, because he can’t get his head wrapped around the fact that YOU are his girlfriend - someone who made his head spin by just walking into a party

The first time he stays over he’s so unbelievably shy nobody would believe it, afraid to lean in too close and scare you off, or do something in your apartment that makes you uncomfortable or angry

He treats you like you’re above everything else on this planet, like you are worth more than anything on earth could put a price on

And then once he gets to know you a lot better, he starts buying you little things

It starts with your favorite crisps and chocolates, with little notes saying ‘you were about to run out idiot’. Then it’s things you point out when you’re together, like a ring in the window of a shop or a dress you saw someone wearing on Instagram

He’ll also do small errands for you, like getting your shopping, putting on a load of washing, doing the dishes just because he doesn’t want you to go without because your busy

And the way he tells you to start calling him Katsuki is the sweetest thing ever in the most Bakugou way possible

You’re both at his apartment, cuddled up on the couch and watching some TV show on Netflix. He’s slowly rubbing his hand up and down your arm absentmindedly, engrossed in the show, happily sitting in your company

You go to move to get a drink, and he softly pulls you down before you have a chance to get to your feet

You say “Bakugou,” to ask him to let you up, but he stops you before you can continue.

“Katsuki.”

“What? Baku—“

“It’s Katsuki.”

“…huh?”

“You’re my girlfriend, you call me Katsuki”

You sat back down and forgot why you ever needed to get up in the first place, replaying the syllables of his name in your head over and over again

When he finds out you’ve been buying his merchandise online he freaks out, and immediately brings over hundreds of unreleased plushies, hoodies, T-Shirts and even blankets

This man was so upset, in his mind it was your first big fight

You’re first big fight though was about the paparazzi

You’re out on a lunch date with him on one of his rare days off, and someone must’ve leaked where you both were

There was hundreds of them because Bakugou was quickly rising through the ranks, him now being number 7 across Japan

When you finally escaped the hoard of flashes he’s livid, and when you try to call him down he snaps at you before dropping you off home and leaving without saying goodbye

It takes 2 hours for this man to calm down and have that gnawing in his stomach before he comes knocking at your door with a bouquet of flowers

That’s the night he tells you he loves you, and never wants to be so angry he does something to hurt you again

After about a year you move in together, and he loves the domestic life you have so much it makes his heart literally burst

He had no idea how much he wanted such a quiet and sweet life until he met you

He loved making you dinner, waking you up with soft kisses, opening his lunch at work and seeing the little notes you’d leave for him, watching movies together, all of it

What he adores the most though is that late night talks

When you’re both settling down and getting ready for bed. When you both just talk about your days, and say any thought that comes to mind while delicately tracing each others skin

It’s that closeness, that trust and intimacy that makes Bakugou fall so hard he knows he can never recover

And even after being together for a year and a half he doesn’t understand how you have such a hold over his heart

He loves everything about you; your smile, your eyes, your lips, the way your hair sits even on bad hair days, the way your hands feel when he holds them - there is not a single thing about you he could ever come to hate

And that’s why on your 2 year anniversary he bought a ring.

A diamond one that you talked about at that party as a joke - one you said you’d never be able to have. It sits in the back of his dresser, wrapped up in a black velvet box and a few socks so you won’t find it

He won’t propose yet, he thinks it’s a bit too soon for you and he wants to be able to pay for every wish you have for the wedding

But he does know that he is a lucky son of a bitch, and wants to make sure he holds on to that luck for the rest of his life, if you’ll let him (spoiler alert you will)

𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖!

ᔕᑌᗰOᗩᑎᑎOY (っ◔◡◔)っ

[nerdybee123]

Sweet Dreams

Aged up, pro-hero AU angst & fluff

Summary: Bakugou finds himself with a soft spot for healing hero yn but when she gets hurt, he struggles with his feelings and vulnerability. Will he avoid her and his feelings or work on things? If there’s anything left to work on… 

TW: nightmares, swearing

word count: 1.1k

*PT 1*

A/N: A little OOC for Bakugou but in my head he has all these emotions, just doesn’t verbalize it. He is also aged up and has grown over the seasons :)

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PT 2. Sweet Dreams

That night instead of nightmares i’m confronted with the next worst thing. Memories turned dreams.

The memory is hazy, the light from the sun infiltrating her caring expression with a cunning hint in her eyes “We make a good team” her sly statement is not lost on me.

“We’re not a team, h/n. We never will be” I say firmly, the tone filled with persistence rather than anger. She keeps her gaze on me, growing a playful smile that reaches both ears.

“C’mon Katsuki, we make the perrrfeeect team. You blow things up, I save people. What more could you need?” I drop intertwined in my fingers, feeling cold sweat begin to build in my palms. Slowly looking up at her with a scowl you could see a mile away, her tone fills me with anger. I admire the way she gambles with me, determined to test me. The silence becomes thick and foggy making her more visibly unsure if i’ll take the bait or scream at her to leave. 

“Fine. You don’t suck at your job.” I spit, she won the gamble today. She nearly yells from excitement, something I’d dare call cute; if I thought it of course.

“You really mean it?” She exclaims coming closer to me rapidly. My eyes are still on her, nearly afraid of what she’d do if I removed them. In one fowl swoop she sits across from my desk, and shoves her face inches from mine. “I’ve tried so long to impress you Katsuki, do you really mean that? I don’t suck?!?” her words leave her mouth so quickly, if I wasn’t familiar with Izuku’s ramblings I would’ve never heard a thing. I can feel her warm breath on my face. She is so close.

For the first time I noticed a lining of faded freckles along her cheeks. The half dimples she portrays when grinning like an idiot. The pieces of her hair that don’t fit in her tightly pulled pony. The way her hero costume holds her closely. I notice the way my heart dares to beat.

“Don’t go that far with it, yn. I never said you were good.” I scoff, hoping she’d back off. Clearly not getting the hint, she keeps her golden gaze, no, stare right at me.

“Works for me!” She states, sitting further back in her chair giving me enough relief to breath. She loses the smile slightly looking more forced then before. 

Why? I loved the way she smiled so wide as if it could jump off her face due to its sheer size. She carried this light with her everywhere, making everyone nearby just as cheerful. It was sickening, all these people being happy. 

If she was the sun, I was a storm cloud. Always ready to howl, ready to strike. She provided warmth, a chance to grow. I caused rain everywhere with me. Yet she looked at me in admiration, yearning for my acceptance like a school child.

She reminds me of Deku, that idiot. His attitude, insight and dedication creating worlds of possibility for everyone in his path. The same attributes that hurt him, the same ones that carry a body littered in scars.

These types of dreams, memories, they hurt worse. I can feel her warmth for a minute, then lose it to my own insanity. If only the dream ended there, rather my subconscious won't let go of the grip she has on me. 

Another memory.

Her heads cocked, as she watches me worriedly. I must have been staring off, again. “C’mon silly, you said you’d help me carry some stuff in.” The points of her mouth only slightly upturned. A comforting feeling swelling in my hands, just to glance at her hand in mine slightly pulling me towards the door I don’t immediately recognize. Her place.

I scoff, “don’t call me that, it’s a shitty nickname.” 

“Fine, murder explosion blah blah blah, can you just help me?” growing a small pout. I nod, and she begins dragging my arm again, scurrying down the stairs of the apartment building. I can’t see it, but I can feel the sense of happiness radiating from her. I miss the feeling of her hand in mine, one I know so well. The only touch she ever gave me yet it was strong enough grab a hold of my heart and refuse any relief.

Eventually we reach her car, she let’s go of me and looks up with eagerness in her eyes. “Are you ready?” 

“Ready for what?” I can’t help but be confused by the question. 

She clicks a button on her keys, the trunk pulling itself up automatically. Just barely underneath I can recognize the color of my face, my hero costume and as it opens more, and eventually the art you would see on a hero poster. The kind kids beg for leading up to Christmas, then hang all over their walls to their parents' dismay. 

The shock. I can still imagine the feeling in my stomach. The sudden drop that only butterflies could fix. She mumbles on about helping with production and it being available to the public soon but her words don’t reach me. The kindness, thoughtfulness. The way I look just right. As if she knows what Katsuki Bakugou is supposed to look like. 

In that moment I can only mutter a thanks. 

But the memory turns from a memory into a dream. What a cruel thing our imagination can be.

In this fictitious play I pull her in tightly and hold her body close to me afraid to ever let go. I put one hand behind her waist, the other holding a tuft of soft hair pushing her head into my chest. She gasps lightly before squeezing me gently, nuzzling in exhaling sweetly. Her pistachio perfume provides comfort like I've never known. An ease fills my body, my brain quiet and still.

I pull away slowly unsure of what i’m thinking. Only sure of what i’m feeling. Before she gets too far I hold her head mere inches away. I see her, for the first time I really truly see her and I refuse to look aside ever again. 

The dream ends with a kiss and my long night begins with a gasp for air. The familiar burnt smell of my bedroom brings me back to reality, quickly longing for the sweetness in my dreams. A cold room lacking light and warmth. My subconscious makes it so clear, I long for her. If only I wasn’t so weak, so formidable to the opponent my brain creates for me. 

If only I could recognize how I felt then, how I’m struggling to feel now. I need to see her, not just lay my eyes on her but see her for who she is. 

[athynathens]

amphyr domino

PRONUNCIATION • [m-FREE • do-MI-no]

TITLES • Crown Princess Amphyr of Domino

• Fairy of Domino

• Successor of Queen Daphne

• Legatee of Supreme Nymph

PERSONAL DESCRIPTIONS

AGE • 17

HEIGHT • 157cm (5’2ft)

HAIR COLOR • Dark brown with light highlights

EYE COLOR • Amber

PROFILE

DOMAINS • Fairy

• Nymph

• Student of U.A

• Support Deparment (2-H)

PROFESSIONAL STATUS

AFFLICATIONS • Musutafu, Japan

• U.A

• Domino

• Alfea (Formerly)

POWERS • Element Manipulations

• Control of the Beasts of the Depths

PERSONAL STATUS

ORIGIN • Domino

FAMILY • Daphne and Thoren (parents)

• Kion (younger brother)

• Oritel and Marion (grandparents)

• Bloom and Winx Club (aunties)

• Sky and Specialists (uncles)

RELATIONSHIPS • Bakugo Katsuki (Love Interest)

• Hatsume Mei (Close Friend)

• Yayarozou Momo (Close Friend)

• Shiozaki Ibara (Close Friend)

• Class 2-H (Classmates/Friends)

• Class 2-A (Friends)

• Class 2-B (Friends)

PIXIE • Kiki, Pixie of Laughters

SELKIE • Anala, Gatekeeper of Domino

DEBUT

FIRST APPERANCE • A Purple Sticky Situationship

the world in betweens masterlist

[kaidabakugou]

bakugou is the type to be really loud in the bathroom during the morning.

snorting really hard to try and get all the congestion stuck in his throat. breathing in loudly through his nose as he dries his face, all the mucus making a vibrating sound.

the smoke he inhales daily from his quirk coming back to bite him in the ass every morning when he wakes up all stuffy.

[im-a-simp-for-kuroo]

𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 hated winter.

he'd always catch a cold and he hated having a cold even more than he hated winter.

when he found himself coughing and sneezing on a what would have been fun saturday afternoon, bakugou katsuki almost threw his thermometer against the wall.

he'd gripped it so hard his knuckles grew white, "stupid thing dosen't know what it's talking about anyway" he'd muttered, walking away.

precisely three hours later, bakugou lay in bed, watching the clock tick slowly, the minute hand brushing past the 8:00 mark with a speed so slow he was afraid he'd grow mad.

bakugou shifted in his bed, annoyed and so very bored. his blanket was itchy and dug into his skin, not to mention his runny nose and sore throat.

bakugou groaned as a fresh wave of pounding took over his head.

he was about to pop another ibuprofen in his mouth when he realized the pounding was coming from his dorm room, not his head.

bakugou wanted to rip his hair out.

why can't people leave me alone for one goddamn day?

"what the hell do you want, extra?"

when he didn't hear a reply, bakugou's eyes flew open in anger as he stomped all the way to his dorm rooms door, yanking the handle open with such force it almost broke.

"what. the. HE-" he cut himself off when he realized who was standing at the door.

you. oh shit, you.

bakugou softened his glare, but he still narrowed his eyes, "what are you doing here?" he eyed the items nestled in your arms, "and what is that?"

you rolled your eyes, used to bakugou's stubbornness, "are you gonna let me in first?" you looked up at him through your lashes, your eyes narrowed.

"no" he huffed, but he moved aside nonetheless, his cheeks tinged with the slightest blush.

"that's what i thought," you said, a crooked grin hanging on your lips, as you pushed past him, throwing your scarf on his chair, your jacket on his table, and the items in your arms on his bed.

"go ahead and make yourself at home, it's not like i live here," he muttered, rolling his eyes.

you can make yourself at home for all i care.

you laughed, eyes twinkling with an emotion bakugou had yet to place, "you and your insatiable temper." shaking your head you picked up the can of soup you brought with you, dumping it's content in the nearest pan.

bakugou watched in curious silence from his bed, his eyes tracking your every move in his pint-sized kitchen.

why did you have such beautiful hair?

why did your eyes glow like the stars he often saw from his own bedroom?

why did his heart skip a beat every time he saw you?

"what are you even doing here," he scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. why were you in his kitchen, cooking him a meal, when you barely even noticed him during class? it's not like he was perfect boyfriend material. he didn't have perfect blue eyes, or a dazzling smile. hell, he didn't even have a good personality.

so why were you of all people, worrying about bakugou?

bakugou fell back on his bed as he closed his eyes, rubbing a tired hand over his equally tired face.

god, even when i close my eyes all i see is y/n.

y/n, y/n, y/n, y/n-

bakugou's eyes flew open when he felt a gentle hand rest on his forehead. he scrambled up, confusion flickering across his features for a brief moment. he didn't even hear you walk all the way over here.

"you're burning up katsuki, you need to lie down." you raised an expectant eyebrow, shoving the bowl of soup you just made into his hands, "and drink some soup."

katsuki? KATSUKI??

bakugou rolled his eyes, as he shoved your hand away. "again, i'm fine, i don't need to lie down, i just need you to take your stupid soup and leave."

stupid, stupid, stupid! how could you be so goddam stupid? don't tell her to leave you idiot!

he closed his eyes waiting for your footsteps to fade away as you left, leaving him alone just like every other person ever did, but instead he heard a sigh and the thud of a soup container being put down.

bakugou's breath hitched as you carefully pushed him back, bringing his blanket up to his shoulders and wrapping him in it. "bakugou, you need to shut your idiotic mouth for one day and get some rest." you placed the bowl of soup by his bedside. "even the best heroes need rest, and I'm not leaving until the future number one hero recovers from his cold."

y/n called me a hero.

you waited a few minutes, watching as bakugou shifted around his bed, your less-itchy blanket covering him from head to toe.

after making sure he was comfortable, you turned around grabbing your coat, your phone clutched in your hand ready to leave, when bakugou spoke up.

"will you be here when i, uh, wake up?"

you stopped in your tracks, a smile growing on your face.

you turned around, as you placed your coat back on his desk, "that depends, will you listen to me and actually get some rest?"

bakugou stared at you, something swirling in his eyes, and then nodded, "there's leftovers in the fridge." his voice sounded gruff and foreign to his own ears, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't smiling under the mounds of blankets you dumped on him. he turned around, switching positions so you couldn't see him smile lighting up his face.

maybe, just maybe, he'd begin to like winter if it mean you'd fuss over him like this every time he caught a cold.

after all, bakugou would do anything for you.

even catch a cold.

i kinda hate this one ngl, its too un-proofread for me :(

[melsuki]

𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 ˚ ⁎ ⁺˳ . ⊹

◞♡° KATSUKI BAKUGO fills the cupboards with your favourite snacks. he notices all the snacks you would constantly sneak into the trolley , and would scan the shelves for, a grin tugging your features as you spot the treat. don’t be fooled though, he will certainly express his distaste of certain things he deems too sugary or too unhealthy, but you just give him a kiss on the cheek as a distraction during his rant, sneakily tossing in whatever you’d like. but whenever he goes to check the cupboards and he notices the shortage, he puts a mental note to buy some more so you never run out. it doesn’t go unnoticed by you, and you never fail to thank him with a cuddle and a peppering of kisses.

◞♡° SHOTO TODOROKI refreshes the flowers on your bedside table whenever he notices one of the delicate blooms begin to wilt. if he’s not too busy from his constant pro-hero work, he likes to visit the small florist round the corner from his agency on the way home. he’s always so lost in there, looking at the large variety of flowers with a blank stare. he does try his best to remember the flowers you frequently buy, and the colours that you favour, picking out some thin stalks with a furrow in his brow. sometimes he watches youtube videos on flower arranging and he always feels so accomplished whenever he finishes the small vase, and craves the warmth that blooms in his chest whenever you kiss his cheek with a thank you as you gush about how pretty the flowers are.

◞♡° HITOSHI SHINSOU sends you pictures of things he noticed while out. he'll send a picture of a coffee shop he thinks you should visit together or a weird looking tree. even if he’s patrolling and he notices a funky mural on a wall, or a poster of a film he knows you’ve been looking forward to, he snaps a quick shot of it, and send it to you with absolutely no explanation, save for a possible small ‘that’s you’ (usually that’s for the chewing gum he sees squished onto the sidewalk). While he may be busy doing his top pro hero work, he wants to be able to show you that he’s thinking of you all the time, and that you practically take up every inch and crevice in his mind.

thanks for reading ! reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

[gamblersdoll]

yeah katsuki is a sensitive boy in private but HOW sensitive? you could be coming home maybe two minutes late and katsuki is just staring. “yes, katsuki?”

“so whats his name?” he gruffs, bouncing his knee and sucking his teeth.. his heart raced at what felt like one hundred miles per hour, but he needed to know.

“…. denki needed me to help him home, he short circuited.”

“you might as well do it in our bed.” he turns his back to you, faking a temper tantrum and he feels your hands snake through. “asshole woman.”

“you know you arent mad, quit it or im pinching your nips.” you tease, hearing his disapproval. “so act right.”

“suck my dick.”

[denksmail]

i love the writing u did either bakugou I think it's rlly good! :] btw I have a request (completely fine if u don't want to!)

Could I get some headcanons for Bakugou x calm and nonchalant reader who sometimes gets flustered? Reader is the definition of quiet but really blunt and calm (basically another version of todoroki!)

But gets slightly flustered with affection and genuine acts of love I think that would be cute (o≧▽゜)o

Have a lovey day!

thanks for the request!! <3 hope u enjoy :D

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ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: Katsuki Bakugou x Reader ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: none xx ᴀ/ɴ: Hi! Thank everyone for the support on the last post and if you have requests/prompts, send them in one of my inbox or on one of my posts in the comments. Love yall! ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

Katsuki! noticed you immediately. First day of UA, when everyone was talking and having a decent social life, you were around people just not talking. At first, he thought you were like Shoji, Tokoyami, and Todoroki. He thought you were trying to put on an edgy act. That changed when you ran late with a group project in your hands, and then you bumped into Katsuki. Your project was a little broken, with some pieces on the ground, but you were more embarrassed than anything. Katsuki wanted to leave you there but it looked like you wanted to cry. You didn't. You just felt hot. He felt pity towards you and picked up the broken pieces for you. He gave a warning, telling you to be more careful next time. You nodded and the two of you went your separate ways.

Katsuki! grew closer to you by complete accident. It all started with training, followed by group study groups (hosted by Katsuki himself). Probably the worst idea ever.) with Denki, Mina, and basically the people who couldn't go to Momo's study group, next to one one-on-one study "dates", and finally hanging out with him.

Katsuki! confessed. Everyone knew you had some type of feelings for him. Although you never showed that much emotion. When you're out with him and some group of friends, people see how you are more comfortable and open towards him. Obviously, he didn't know how to ask someone out. Two people that are horrible with emotions?! Scary. He had Denki and Kirishima help plan out something. Denki wanted it to be romantic while Kirishima wanted it to be manly (whatever that means). It was just a mess and he ended up just telling you in private. This overstimulated you. Your head was a mess. You didn't even know what to say. Your face was blood-shot red and he was also a mess. He tried making eye contact with you but he looked scared until you said yes. Yes, you would like to go out with him. Yes, you would like to hold hands with him. Yes. You would LOVE to be his girlfriend.

[loversdelusions]

Bakugou X Reader: Beg for me.

Prompt:Frustrated from all of the time their Boyfriend has been spending away from them, they bribe him into hanging out before he has to leave for work once again.

Bakugou Katsuki X Reader

Eh random thought I had wanted to write about, a heated kiss in there but not really anything smutty.

1.5K words.

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(I've decided this is what Y/N drew. ^^^)

Bakugo Scenario: Drawing.

“Come on, Come on! You promised!” Your whines did not help as it appears. Bakugou looked at you, raising a brow. Pursing your lips, you crossed your arms over your chest, “I helped with your exercise.”

“You need that too. We both benefited.” He countered.

“That was my torture. I got PTSD from that.” You pouted, and he scoffed with a smile. “Every time I pass a gym I shut down.” He sighed heavily, massaging his forehead for a few minutes before running his hand through his blonde hair and moving it away from his face.

For all its spikiness it was actually deceptively soft. “Fine. Give the damn pen.”

“You want to draw with a pen?”

“I’ll draw with a pencil when I give a fuck.”

You rolled your eyes, but went with it anyway. You weren't about to jeopardize all the hard work that it took to bring him to this point of agreement. So naturally, you handed your longtime boyfriend a sketchpad with a blue pen. A smile graced your lips, as you leaned on the bed frame, pillows underneath you. You glanced at your boyfriend, a notepad of your own in your hands. “You want something to look at for reference?”

“I have something to look at.” he grunted, “let's do this. Are we timing it? How do we win?”

“We’re just sketching, Katsuki.” You stared at him for a second as he started to sketch. “You cant win sketching.”

“You better start because I am ahead right now.”

Son of a bitch.

You hurriedly started your sketch pulling up a reference photo straight off of pinterest. You caught Katsuki glancing at you numerous times, and as soon as he saw your phone he scoffed, a cocky look taking over his features. “A reference?” He questioned, smug tone and all.

“Shut up. References help you improve.”

“Not on my level, I am just wondering why you even try.”

“I think you are getting too into it.” you tried to calm him a little, though with his competitive ass it wouldn't help at all.

“Shut up, I am perfect.”

“Damn right.” A smirk played on your lips. Though he didn't look up at all from his drawing only huffed at you in response.

“Don't agree with me.”

You sighed, dropping the subject though you were stealing glances at his drawing attempting to look at whatever he was doing and assessing how much preparation you needed to deal with his stupid cocky attitude. Though sitting on the bed facing each other with the sunset colouring the walls with its golden hues, was hella romantic, and something that the both of you don't really get nowadays.

Your smile kind of dropped afterwards, at the stupid sad thought.

Though katsuki didn't seem bothered by it, and wondering about whatever the fuck he was thinking about, and if he even thought about romance with you after he got you. You guys had not been on a date in forever, and it worried you. You didn't say anything to him. After all, how could you? He was working hard and competing against Deku for the first spot on rankings. He comes home late almost everyday. Drenched from the horrible weather you have been having, and his nerves had been burnt to a crisp and he’s been snappy all month.

Now, finally having a day off (after snapping at the press a bit harsher than usual. He made the poor man cry. It was hard to watch), You could sit with him and romance him up a bit.

Or so you thought.

Except Katsuki wasn't in the particular mood for romance. He just wanted to take a bubble bath and pound glasses of pineapple chardonnay and -what he thinks is secretly- smoking a cigarette.

This man had horrible nicotine tolerance. His head spins from second hand smoke. It was also very sweet that he tried to smoke cigarettes when you very much knew he would rather have something fruit flavoured.

And now you were left with a severe need for him. And all you could think about to convince him to sit here with you was nag at him until he gave up and started drawing with you. You never seen him draw before, so you bet you would win.

Of course it was a competition. It's always a competition.

He snapped his pen against your notepad. Gaining your attention, “What?”

“Bitch I was done five years ago.” He’s everlasting scowl was occupying his stupid face, though you could see hints of amusement in his red eyes.

You rolled your eyes for the millionth time this day, and you wondered if you could get stuck like that since you were wearing contacts.

You… should probably tell the optometrist that when you visit.

“I am finished too,” You smiled, though instead of great intent you were sure you looked villainous. He threw the notepad at you and you scrambled to grab it, while he slipped your notebook into his grasp.

Your lips parted in surprise.

You did not expect him to actually be good. But this was nuts. He could run professionally with his skills if he wasn't set on explosions and winning. The blue pen did not affect his ability at all, not even the lines of his sketch were messy, everything was neatly done, beautifully captured and… well, he captured you.

In his drawing you looked peaceful, and content, staring down at your notebook. He had literally used you as a reference in a quick way that you kind of envied. He smirked watching your awed face, while he judged your - what you could only call a little doodle in comparison to his. “Not bad, yeah?” You could hear the gloat begging to be released.

“Fine you won,” You could only mutter, as you stared at the picture of you.

“Yes because I didn't draw a frankly insulting drawing of my partner as a fucking dog.”

“It’s a pomeranian…It’s cute.” You laughed, and watched his confused look as he looked at the cute sketch of himself as a pomeranian floating with balloons.

You looked back at his drawing, a soft smile on your lips. “It’s so… pretty.”

“No,” You looked up startled by how close he sounded, only to see him centimetres away from your face. “You are beautiful. I just got--”

“Really lucky?” You grinned.

He only grinned back, as if trying to match your own mischievous spirit. “No, I make my luck, What I’ve got is moves.”

“You’ve got no moves old man.” You laughed, smacking him lightly on the chest. A blush managed to crawl on your skin though, betraying how needy you were for anything him.

His hand moved and gently cupped your neck, pulling you into a kiss. You gasped, and responded immediately. You had been going through a dry spell lately, and you had missed his touch so badly. When his tongue slipped past your lips and toyed with your own, you practically melted into his muscular arms, a whimper escaping your throat as you needly clung to him. Even though you had to put your pride aside, a plea almost fell from you in your desperation for him.

Though he pulled away, even if you leaned in still, following him as he leaned back, holding you away from him. You didn't like his smirk at all. You glared at him. He only chuckled, massaging small circles into the back of your neck and down your back. “No moves you said, huh?”

“You’re an asshole.” You hissed, flustered and a bit upset, wanting him to pull you into his lap. You stood from the bed, throwing the notepad at him, “For fucks sake. You did this to prove yourself right? Really? Fuckin’ asshole.”

He tsked, scrambling to his feet and grabbing your arm. “Wait, Y/N-”

You whirled around, restless and frustrated beyond comparison. “You realise it's been a month? A month, Katsuki. I fuckin miss you, you know. You havent kissed me this passionately in fuckin weeks. And you do it for your pathetic pride?”

“You really want to fight over a stupid kiss?”

“I don't want to fucking fight, damnit. I want to have sex with you!”

He froze, looking at you for a moment. “What?”

Your face flushed, and your anger welled up even more with embarrassment aiding to rile up the fire. “Fuck. Whatever.”

“No, no, say that again.”

“Fuck off. I can't say that again.”

“I want you to say it again. Maybe you could beg a little more,”

You narrowed your eyes and threw the other notepad at him. Growling in your anger. He definitely did not understand that you were so close to pulling one of his moves and exploding at him, with all of that repression he put you through. “Bakugou Katsuki I swear to fucking God--”

He didn't respond but simply gripped your arm tighter, pulling you into his chest, pushing you against him tightly, capturing your lips with his own. No more chaste kisses, no more soft hugs, this was passionate, hungry. Breath stealing, leaving you a dripping, whimpering mess within minutes.

Pulling away for a breath to recover what he had stolen. Your face flushed to hell, his own matching the red hue of his. He leaned in, smiling against your skin as he pushed you against the wall. “I mean it. Beg for me.”

[love-me-satoru]

Bad Day

Boyfriend!Katsuki x Fem!Reader.

no warnings fluffy!

thinking about pro hero katsuki you know how stresssful his job is and he does what he can to try and keep the world safe and you love that .

But he had a bad day today. you can tell by how silent he was. so you walk behind him wrapping your small arms around his waist.

“hey baby. i love you.” as you nuzzle your face into his back. you can feel him relax into you.

“i love you too sweetheart.”

“are you okay.? was work bad today?”

“Just annoying.” he shrugs it off.

Not wanting to talk about his day. When he turns around to face you to pull you into him. wrapping his big arms around your neck to pull you into a tight hug. Resting his head against yours. You snuggle into him.

“you’re my favorite hero Suki.”

[shigarakisdumbwhore]

BNHA Boys Doing Your Make-up - Part One

they all just decided to do it randomly for fun so yk,,, no other reason

Izuku Midoriya

"you want m...me to do your makeup?"

he feels like he's being entrusted with something so special

poor bb doesn't know anything other than pencil eyeliner and mascara

but he's willing to try everything to make you look cute asf

he does it in a very unusual order

gets very nervous doing liquid eyeliner

hand is literally shaking as he's trying to do it because he's so nervous he'll mess up

honestly, you don't care how it'll turn out

it's just cute to see him try

very lightly brushes your face with the colors

so light you don't even know if the pigment is coming off

end result: a somewhat dramatic but natural look

Denki Kaminari

has no idea what he's doing

but he's trying his best

so many colors but not blended very well

he doesn't understand you have to continue brushing the colors together

not just pat them on

"trust me, i know what I'm doing."

do you?

after giving up on the eyeshadow, he starts doing graphic eyeliner looks

they look better than anything else

definitely gives rock vibes more than anything else

he's very smug about the end results

"i think you look sexier than ever"

end result: full on Kaminari attempted glam look

Katsuki Bakugou

"there's no way in hell I'm doing that"

but once he sits down and does it, he realizes it's pretty fun

he does a lot better of a job than you thought he'd do

not that you were underestimating him

he's got a decent understanding of what's what and how to use it

very aggressive with patting the foundation and concealer in with the makeup sponge

does that really shock anyone though?

"stop flinching"

maybe if you were softer with it...

end result: baddie natural/glam look

Shoto Todoroki

he's low-key shy about it at first

he doesn't wanna mess anything up

looks up on Pinterest different looks to do and asks for you input

because your input is important to him

he asks a lot of questions on what to use and how to do it

he's learning

"please let me know if I'm hurting your skin."

he's in awe at how much make up can change the way your face looks

gentle with it but continues to ask if he's doing okay with the pressure of the brushes

end result: subtle pink with soft sparkles

Likes, reblogs, and comments appreciated <3 here's part two

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