#bakujirou is GOOD!!

[candymine]

Bakujiro 💜🧡

black butterflies and deja vu (20844 words) by gothgirlclub Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Jirou Kyouka Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Jirou Kyouka, Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Teen Romance, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, bakujirou, Light Angst, Jirou Kyouka is Also Bad At Feelings, honestly please help them, Romantic Fluff, midoriya tries to help, Uraraka Ochako is a Good Friend, Rare Pairings, Self-Indulgent, No Smut Summary: Bakugou Katsuki has never been interested in things such as romance and friendship. They were weaknesses just begging to be exploited and used against him. And if anyone knew him, they’d know he hated being weak. But then she came into his life—messy fringe, carefree attitude, and amethyst eyes, and it felt like everything was turned upside down.

I think they portrayed them nicely! 🥰

[bakuqou]

Hi I will ask you things because you're super cool and I wanna interact with neato people. SO. BAKUGOU. OPINIONS? HEADCANONS? Enlighten me on your thoughts of this special child.

asdhjajsd i LOVE BAKUGOU SO MUCH!! hes a precious boy. a good boy at heart. my favourite hcs are like.. him being aggressively caring. like he accidentally becomes the cook of class 1a. he knows little things about all the other students bc hes hella observant!! the bakusquad all suck at school so he regularly tutors them!! 

please i love all bakugou and 1a girls hcs!! ive seen some that he does his own eyeliner and sometimes he does the girls’ hair :(( and he has good fashion taste because both his parents are in the fashion industry and people go to him for help!! hes overprotective of everyone even though he refuses to admit it!! i love jirou and bakugou’s friendship! emos who like music together. so cute :(

[the-final-sif]

Okay, if you follow me you’re legally required to go read this fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23165236

It’s platonic Katsuki & Jirou and them having a chill time together, and I’ve been crying over it for the past many hours & everyone else needs to see it too.

[malumarca]

i’ve started a new webtoon called ‘ Secret Playlist’ and I’m already hooked and want an AU ahhhhhhh

[blackdagger456]

Fucking Confess To Him Already Ears!!

Katsuki Bakugou was annoyed, well more annoyed than he usually was anyway.

The reason?

Well that came in the form of two people he likes to refer to as Deku and Earlobes and the fact that they won’t stop fucking flirting!!

Ever since they’d started this secret friendship between the three the fucking extras had been slowly getting closer to each other to the point that they were both stealing glances at each other in class. He could tell that when Izuku signed to the girl his smile would grow wider and he saw the way Kyoka twirled her jack around her finger when she responded. He won’t say that he’s ungrateful for bringin Izuku into her and his little thing they had going on, thanks to that incident with the Leauge Kyoka had managed to help the two work out their issues through the the best way they knew to communicate with each other.

After all the two couldn’t yell or stutter in sign language could they?

He growled as he thought back to that fateful conversation in Izukus room, he’d felt like such an idiot afterwards. All those years, all that hate and for what? Because he couldn’t look past his own pride? Because he’d forgotten just what kind of person Izuku Midoriya was?

Of course he wasn’t looking down on him, he didn’t have the capability to look down on anyone or at least not knowingly.

After that although they acted normally and stayed with their friend groups Katsuki had become less...well....less Katsuki when he hung out with Izuku and Kyoka. He liked hanging out with them, practicing instruments with Kyoka, debating hero tactics and who’d win in a fight with Izuku....it was nice.

He’ll kill himself before he verbally admit it though.

Still....

“This is getting ridiculous.” He muttered as he watched from the couch as Kyoka and Izuku secretly signed to each other.

Both of them waving off any concerns their friends had at the sudden blushes in their faces.

Okay fuck this.

“Oi Earlobes!!”

Kyoka turned to him masking on an expression of annoyance.

“What do you want Bakugou?”

“Come with me for a second.” He sounded like he was asking but he obviously wasn’t as he walked over and began dragging the girl away much to her surprised flailing.

When they were out of sight in his room Kyokas annoyance turned into a glare as she crossed her arms and stared at the blonde.

“Katsuki what was that!? You could’ve jeopardize the whole thing you came up with you can’t just-“

“You need to confess to Deku.”

Silence.

Kyokas mouth went open and shut, the girl looking like a fish as her face slowly flushed and her jacks began to flail wildly. Katsuki huffed and rolled his eyes as she began to stutter beginning to talk about ‘Deku being a friend’ and ‘Her not having a crush on him.’

He reached out to her and pulled her in close. “Calm the fuck down Kyoka.”

Her blush seemed to get worse at the sudden intimacy but she seemed to slowly begin to calm down. She timed her breathing with the blondes heartbeat and soon enough had her hands clenched at her sides.

“You calm?”

She nodded, her gaze looking downcast. “...Even if I did like him...what makes you think he’d like me back? Especially when there’s-“

“If you finish that fucking sentence I’m going to blow you to kingdom come.” He growled. “We’ve had this discussion, so Ponytail and Round Face have bigger tits so what? They can’t do the things you do now can they? Ponytail can create things all she want but it won’t surpass your hearing and Round Face can’t hold a candle to how effective you use your quirk currently.”

Kyoka let loose a small smile.

“And I’m pretty sure the nerd is an ass man anyway.”

And now she’s back to being embarrassed.

“W-what!?”

“Oh yeah.” Katsuki smirked. “Honestly can’t believe you haven’t caught him staring at you to be honest.”

She hit his chest. “Shut up!”

He laughed. “I’m serious he won’t stop coming to my room to talk AND sign my head off about you.”

Kyoka stopped and stared up at him. “He...he does...?”

“Fucking yes he does it’s annoying, every time you two think you’re being sneaky and singing without me knowing the same night he comes and starts talking about you. He won’t shut up about how cute you are, how he likes the color of your hair or how your eyes look or how he loves when your jacks flail around when your embarrassed.”

Kyokas entire body seemed to go red as she looked down. “S-so you mean that—“

“He does the same thing you do? Absolutely. So go fucking ask him out already because if I have to listen to or either of you get all fucking mushy and each other again I’m going to really damage my ears more.”

“B-but what about the rules?”

“Fuck the rules Kyoka.” Katsuki smushed her cheeks together. “If i have to stomach another day of you dancing around each other I’m going to puke just go fucking ask him out already Ears!!”

Kyoka stared you at the explosive bomb in shock before a wide grin before leaping forward.

“!!?!”

“Thanks Katsuki!!”

“O-Oi!! Let me go Earlobes!!” He yelled small explosions popping from his hands.

“Ha! That blush looks good on you!” She laughed.

“Fuck off!! I take back everything I said about you!”

“Too late Katsuki I have it all recorded remember?”

Katsuki yelled as he pushed heroff of him and out his dorm.

“Fuck off!!” He yelled slamming the door much to Kyokas amusement.

The girl smiled as she made her way back to the others in the living room she brushed a bang out of her face as she thought about the last few months. She’s never imagined that Katsuki of all people would turn out to become one of her best friends even if it was only in secret.

She certainly didn’t expect him to be giving out relationship advice to both her and Izuku or the fact that she’s develop a crush on said green haired boy.

But as she walked up to him and began to sign in plain view of everyone else she couldn’t help but think that she wouldn’t have to any other way.

‘Hey Midori, are you free this weekend?’

[nunkisketches]

Late night smoking, sharing lighter.

[earjacks-blog]

bakugou n kaminari r the only men i ship w jirou then i ship her w all the girls in her grade, thank u

[st4r-c0d3]

HELP I HAVE A NEW SHIP

BAKUJIROU?????

I JUST???

MY KAMIDEKU OBSESSION CAME BACK FULL FORCE AND I STUMBLED ON BAKUJIRO WHILE LOOKING FOR KAMIDEKU CONTENT

AND IM LIKE

OBSESSED WITH IT

I SAW KIRIBAKUJIROU TOO AND ITS SO GOOD

I LOVE IT SM

I NEED CONTENT

AND FAST

[anotherhellchild]

Okay so Idk if u are busy cause as we all know the world is hell right now and school is a fucking nightmare but. I have a prompt for A BakuJirou Friendship Fic. It's pretty much a fleshed out Idea that I can't put into words cause I can't write for shit anyway here it is

Baku and Jirou chilling on Jirou's room (Brotp 4 life)-  she metions that she has a written song- Kids Again by Artist and Poet

She thinks it's missing something from the verses- it only has the girl's parts cause jirous a girl obvs

She thinks it needs more backing instruments

Asks Bakugou fpr help with drums cause we know he can play drums

Once he hears the song he says it needs piano (he can totally play piano, it would probs be good for the nerves in his fingers after all of the explosions) and another vocal/more verses

They write and brainstorm for a few hours or days

Thet don't know who to ask to sing the male parts

Jirou asks Baku to do them- he refuses a lot but gives- either through bribery or because he respects Jirou

Jirou shocked and personally betrayed that she didn't know Baku could sing this well (jokingly betrayed, not like this is gonna lead to an arguement)

The class finds them out- maybe Denki or Kiri could hear them.

They are all in shock that Baku can sing.

Could lead into a relationship fic- one of the class is in panic at how well Baku can sing (preferebly Kiri or Todo cause Kiribaku and Todobaku are my otps)

oooohhhh yesss!! u had me at BakuJirou!! (also quick disclaimer here: i know absolutely nothing about music or the process of making it or singing or anything even remotely close :D i sure as fuck am pretending that i do tho!)

(and yeah,, ive been gone for a bit now... sorry to everyone for that. just been really tired and drained lately,, schools kinda been kicking my ass and yeahh i wont start about it,, just sorry.  thanks for the ask tho! i appreciate people still coming here to talk even tho i haven’t rly been around )

ANYWAY

I love this idea! first off, i love the hc that baku can sing and that plus the bakujirou friendship is already great! 

i kinda imagine that the both of them are just chilling in jirou’s room and she casually mentions she’s been working on a song. so then baku obviously wants to hear it, jirou is kinda shy but eventually shows him what she’s got so far. 

now, baku being baku and all, keeps a poker face throughout the whole thing. (which makes jirou really anxious on the inside cause she cant tell what he’s thinking) But once he’s heard what she’s got so far he says its actually pretty decent (which is bakugou-speak for he likes it) 

they start discussing what could be added/ what could make it better or whatever 

baku adds drums and together they figure out the piano

after a day or two jirou suggests adding another voice and baku thinks thatll be good

the problem: who’s gonna do it?

after debating it for a bit- (mostly just them wondering if any of the boy’s in class even have the ability to sing and THEN wondering if jirou even has the nerve to ask them to help out)

-jirou eventually says something along the lines of: “well,we dont even know if it’d sound good in the first place so maybe you could just sing to test it out, then we’ll see after that.” 

bakugou does not agree

jirou offers him a free meal in exchange

bakugou finds that such an offer would be too wasteful to reject so he reluctantly agrees

now, jirou isnt expecting much at all. her goal here is not to find the voice for her song, its just to see if a male voice fits nicely. she’s kinda expecting some off key pitches and false notes, she figures she can just fix it up a bit with auto tune later. this is just a test after all.

but then. ohhohoo THEN.

bakugou sings, he fucking s i n g s

jirou is lucky she’s already sitting on the floor because she’d have been floored

she really was not expecting this, so much so that she’s literally frozen to the ground.

bakugou, who cannot handle compliments, kinda stares at her suspiciously when she tells him he’s amazing.

after the initial shock, a lot of grumbling, a lot of convincing (on jirou’s part), more grumbling and eventually another bribe; bakugou agrees to sing the other part of the song.

they work on it the rest of the day

that evening, jirou’s kinda humming the song out loud in the common area. people notice.

naturally, chaos ensues 

at least half of the class is around (baku included) they convince jirou to let them listen to the song (baku excluded, not that he minds tho. its her song)

theyre all very impressed and excited etc etc

someone wonders who the other voice was? it’s amazing just like jirou’s own!

jirou tells them its bakugou 

theyre all floored

literally frozen to the ground

literally frozen to the ground

seriously, there is ice at their feet.

Is.. todoroki.... blushing?!

[vannahfanfics]

Hewwo!! So I found this Rarepair heaven, and absoLUTELY fell in love with it! So much so that I decided to request something for the first time ever! I'm sorry if you're not taking requests right now, its totally fine if you ignore this forever, but...but..would you mind doing a BakuJirou fic? It could be about anything and everything, but I really need some BakuJirou fluff to blow my mind right about now! Thanks in advance!!

Ahhh, thank you for the praise, Anon! Thank you for your patience; here is your BakuJiro story, and I hope you like it enough to request again sometime!

Urban Harmony

The rain drummed rhythmically against the sloped roof of the bus stop booth. Through lidded eyes, Kyoka watched the water stream down the frosted glass sides; the sparse light played across the running water, making rippling ribbons of white dance across her form. They frolicked over the cozy fabric of her knitted gray sweater before jumping down to the denim of her ripped skinny jeans before diving down to her Converse, where puddles of rainwater were beginning to accumulate from the day’s torrential downpour. 

Most people would enjoy the pattering of the rain, the squeaking of the tires against wet tar, and the humming of the car engines blending into a strangely soothing urban harmony. However, Kyoka preferred her own soundtrack to her daily grind; her earbuds were nestled snugly into her ears pumping heady rock music into the canals. She bobbed her head to the beat, mostly oblivious to the people trudging by clutching their umbrellas and splashing the puddles with their rain boots. Sheltering from the rain while listening to her favorite music had a certain catharsis to it, one that was making Kyoka sleepy and slightly wishing for time to stop for just a little while. 

The harsh scrape of sneaker soles against wet concrete rose above her music, prompting her to tear her gaze away from the hypnotizing waterfall-like stream of rain cascading down the glass wall of the bus stop. A boy was trudging toward her, his arms buried in his hoodie pockets and his head hunched down. A backpack rustled on his back, looking laden with books. He lacked an umbrella, so the rain beat down upon him with a fury, soaking the red fabric of his jacket a deep maroon. As he glanced up, she could see vermilion eyes peeking out below sodden ash-gray bangs. 

They were more mesmerizing than the falling rain, and her heart fluttered. 

“This seat taken?” he grunted, speaking loudly to overpower her earbuds. Kyoka shook her head firmly and slid to the side of the bench to give him more room, or maybe to push herself as far away as she could from his intimidating aura. The boy plopped down on the bench and dropped his book bag on a dry patch of concrete with a weary sigh, leaning back and stretching out his legs just enough to not be obnoxious. As he tipped his head over the back of the bench, Kyoka watched the rise and fall of his breaths with pinkening cheeks, swearing she could see the muscles rippling beneath the fabric. 

“Fuck,” the boy groaned, not aware that Kyoka had turned down her music to listen to him. “Shoulda checked the weather forecast today… I’m gonna be pissed if my textbooks are soaked.” He leaned forward to unzip his bag and rifle through it, checking their condition. Kyoka curiously craned her head to peek, growing impressed when she spotted large law textbooks in the gloom of the back. She jerked when he abruptly zipped the backpack shut and tossed a glare at her, his red eyes flashing. It wasn’t malicious, though— more like amused. 

“Nosy, aren’tcha?” 

Kyoka ignored the barb to swiftly reply, “You study law?” 

“That’s right,” the stranger said as he reclined back against the bench, nestling one arm behind his head while the other fished in his pocket for his phone. “I’m a first-year at the university down the way,” he explained with a nod of his head in the direction from which he’d come. “My apartment is pretty far, though, so I have to wait for this goddamn bus.” Kyoka snickered at his brusqueness, watching in curiosity as he unspooled his earbuds from around the phone and shoved one deep into his ear. He left the other dangling, implying that he was at least mildly interested in her. She decided to oblige his silent invitation. 

“I go to that university too. I study music.” 

“In theory or in practice?” 

“Practice. I’m a singer and guitarist.” 

He whistled appreciatively, his red eyes flickering to her for a moment before looking back down at his screen. He pressed a button, then frowned, jabbing at the screen with his thumb. He then ripped the earbuds out with a growl. 

“Pieces of shit… They’ve gone and died on me,” he muttered, squinting at the earbuds as he held them up. He flung them into the nearby trashcan and flopped back against the bench, radiating irritation. Kyoka fidgeted next to him, a blush rising to her cheeks alongside a ridiculous idea, but her tongue ended up acting on it anyway. 

“Um… The bus is gonna be a while, so… You could share my earbuds if you like,” she offered meekly. The red-eyed boy glanced at her critically, looking her up and down to study her as if she were suspicious. After a second of contemplation, he shrugged and scooched closer to her; as their legs brushed, Kyoka’s face grew a whole shade darker. Her fingers trembled as she pulled the earbud out of her ear and held it out to him. She hoped he couldn’t feel her quivering when their fingers touched for the briefest second as he took it and jammed it into his ear. Kyoka switched her earbud to the opposite ear before pulling up her music playlist, leaning in to show him her phone screen. 

“I’m not sure what kind of music you like, but, you’re welcome to look.” 

He wordlessly took her phone to scroll through the options, eventually settling on a soft rock song. Kyoka took her cellphone back and held it to her chest as the music began to slow from the tiny speakers, accented by the pounding of the rain in her opposite ear and the silence growing between them. 

“You’ve got good taste,” he remarked after a minute. She looked up with a slight gasp to see him staring out at the road, eyes lidded as he watched the cars trundle by. “So, what do you want to do with your degree, Earbuds?” he asked, looking out of the corners of his eyes at her. She flushed at the sudden nickname and squirmed in her seat, gaze dropping. 

“My mother and father are both retired musicians who own a record label and instrument design company. I’d like to become a performer myself, but if that doesn’t work out, I can take over the business.” 

“Well, at least you’ve got a back-up plan. You look too smart to be some starry-eyed girl who swears she’s gonna be the next big thing,” he smirked, and Kyoka smiled thinly, unsure if it was a compliment or an insult. Sensing what she was about to ask, he smugly puffed out his chest and announced, “I’m studying law to be a prosecutor. One day I’m gonna become the most famous and feared attorney in all of Japan.” 

“You’re the one who sounds like a starry-eyed girl dreaming of being the next big thing,” Kyoka laughed, making the boy look at her with an indignant chuff. As she snickered, holding her curled finger up to her lips, the tension slowly melted from his body. 

“Yeah, yeah,” he said, crossing his arms and looking back at the road. “Laugh all ya want, but it’s the truth, Earbuds.” Looking at him, at his confident posture and cocksure smirk, she could believe it. He seemed like the type of guy to chase down his dream and wrestle it into submission no matter how many obstacles were thrown in his path. 

“Kyoka,” she corrected him after a bit of silence, making him look at her with a raised eyebrow. “My name is Kyoka.” 

“That so, Earbuds?” Kyoka had to smile at his complete indifference and insistence upon calling her the nickname. She liked the familiarity of it, though they were no more than strangers who’d met at the bus stop. “My name’s Katsuki Bakugo. Nice to meet you, or whatever small talk bullshit you’d like me to spout.” Kyoka giggled; he really was an asshole but in the most charming way. He was doing it on purpose, too, based on the smirk dancing over his lips. 

“I’m not into small talk,” she said with a small smirk of her own. “I much prefer the rain.” Katsuki snorted, then leaned his head back against the bench to stare out into the street. The both of them watched the rain pour from the heavens, soaking up into the sparse bits of grass lining the sidewalks to flood the soil into little lakes. It slicked the road, causing the car tires to squeal and fling water as the vehicles trundled down the road. Passersby scurried along hoping to escape the deluge before it got worse, the lucky ones huddled underneath umbrellas or clad in rain jackets. The rain drummed in the background of the soft rock drifting out of her earbuds, peaceful and soothing. 

She found her eyes drifting to Katsuki. His vermilion eyes were lidded as he stared out into the street, and his cut jawline shone with the rain still drying on his skin. His ash blond hair was clumped and poofy from being under his wet hood. He looked roguish, but handsomely so, and it made Kyoka’s heart pound. She gripped her phone tight, but insodoing she accidentally brushed her thumb across the screen and skipped the song. 

“Yo, what the fuck?” Katsuki griped, making her jump. “I was listening to that.” 

“S-sorry.” 

Katsuki peered at her with scrupulous eyes, making her squirm uncomfortably. 

“Come on, Earbuds. I’m not that intimidating, am I?” he asked with a huff. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees and cheeks in his hands. Kyoka flushed in embarrassment, wiggling a little on the seat. 

“It’s not that, necessarily,” she said and chewed on the inside of her cheek as she ruminated on asking him for his phone number. I mean, he’s a handsome guy! I’m single, he… might be single, she debated. Kyoka hadn’t hadn’t dated much, as no boys had ever really caught her eye, but Katsuki just… felt right. Deciding there was no time besides the present, she quickly forced out, “It’s just that you’re really nice-looking, ya know? That unnerves a girl.” 

Katsuki stared owlishly at her for a second, surprised by her admission. Then, a wicked smirk spread across his lips, his ego skyrocketing at the compliment. 

“Oh? Aren’t you forward?” he chuckled. His wet clothes squeaked a little as he slowly straightened up. While maintaining eye contact with the blushing Kyoka, he reached out to take her phone with her. She could only watch, heart thumping, while he put his contact information into her phone. “Lucky for you, I like that in a girl, so I’ll humor you,” he said while continuing to smile smugly. He all but flopped her phone back into her hands, but she was so high-strung and stunned that her fingers only twitched a little around it. 

He then looked out into the street as headlights spilled around the corner, refracting on the water and making the street look like it was covered by glittering diamonds. Finally recovering some neuron function, Kyoka realized that it was the bus. Katsuki looked back to her, smirking. 

“So, you mind sharing your earbuds with me a little while longer? Least you can do, considering I’m probably gonna take you on a date,” he said playfully. Kyoka’s cheeks lit up like Christmas lights, hot and cherry-red. Still, she nodded meekly, not wishing to abandon Katsuki’s company just yet. The rain would continue to fall for a while yet, after all…

Enjoy this oneshot? Feel free to peruse my Table of Contents!

[pikahlua]

really curious about your thoughts on the mha ships & if you have any 👀

I think character interaction is the spice of life. :P

I've alluded to this before, but I have every respect for shipping. I understand the appeal. The degree to which I ship is... Well, I don’t relate to a lot of what I’d call “shipping culture.” I find enjoyment in relationship dynamics of all sorts between any combination of characters. If I see a cute fanart, I like it. If I read a good fanfic, I enjoy it. I don’t have strong opinions about who “should” or “should not” be shipped together. I think there are appealing relationship dynamics to be found in just about any scenario.

I guess that makes me a multi-shipper? Or...something? Poly is allowed. That’s my general philosophy lol.

And I am not limited in that enjoyment to just...“romantic” relationship dynamics. There’s a reason I worded my blog’s summary the way I did:

”all characters have better chemistry (platonic/romantic/antagonistic/any other context) with Bakugou than they do with literally any other character change my mind”

And that might be a hint for you there.

Anyways, in recent times, BakuDeku has been the most engaging relationship dynamic for me by nature of it just...being so central to the canon as of late. At various points in time, I’ve also enjoyed some TodoBaku, IzuOcha, TodoDeku, KiriBaku, Kacchako, TodoIida, IidaDeku, IidaBaku, BakuKami, KiriMina, KamiJirou, MomoJirou, TodoMomo, InaTodo, AoDeku, KamiOcha, SeroOcha, KiriDeku, KiriTodo, BakuJirou, TodoOcha, IidaMomo, TsuyuOcha, MinaOcha, BakuMomo, ShinKami, ShinBaku...okay I think you see that the list is getting really long and I’ve barely even started including characters outside of class 1-A or even villains, so...

And that’s all to say nothing about threesomes and triangles.

POLY IS ALLOWED

If you ever see a fanfic from me, it’s most likely gonna be in a more platonic or dramatic realm? Idk, I just can’t...fluff or romance very well. I’ve done mostly whump gen in the past, but with MHA I’m trying to delve into BakuDeku. We’ll see if that ever makes it off the cutting board.

I’m not sure what kind of answer you’re looking for out of me. ^^; If you have a specific question or a specific ship you’d like me to talk about, maybe I can help you there? I don’t quite know how to tie it all in to my blog’s aesthetic in general, but I can give it my best shot.

[teaplease1717]

Which greek mythology couple do you think Bakujirou would be?I like the idea of them as Perseus and Andromeda but i'd love to hear your ideas!

HEY! Thanks for the ask!!! That’s a hard one to answer because I don’t feel many stories lend themselves to Jirou’s personality, but I think I’d pick Atalanta and Hippomenes 🙈✨

Atalanta was a virgin huntress. She was so good at hunting that no man could best her. She also despised marriage, and any man who tried to win her hand found a terrible end: Atalanta challenged the suitor to a race against her. If he lost, she killed him. But Hippomenes was not a simple man, either. He was a disciple of the centaur Chiron and the best among the Caledonian hunters!

When he saw her, he fell in love with Atalanta and he accepted her challenge. His confidence and character appealed to her even before the race! When they started running, she was leading the race because she was faster than him. But Hippomenes tossed a golden apple in her way, and she stopped to pick it up, giving Hippomenes the opportunity to run ahead. Whenever she would overtake him, he would toss a golden apple, until he won the race, and Atalanta’s hand in marriage.

I can just picture Bakugo being totally into the challenge and determined to be the best. And can picture Jirou being totally fed up with men and hard to get. hahaha

Thanks again for the ask!

[katutsukushii]

Hi, I saw your BakuMomo stuff and I absolutely adore it! Do you have any more headcanons about them? Any you want to share? (Like, who confessed first? Was either of them pining for the other? And what do they like to do together once they start dating?) - Also, are there any other Bakugou ships you're into? Which are some of your favorites?

Hi, darling!! I love Bakumomo so so much, they’re so sweet together.

I think that Momo would be the one to confess first. 

She’d constantly talk about Katsuki to her friends, telling them how handsome he is, how nice he smells (’Oh my god, Mina, Mina, did he get new cologne? It’s so good, he smells so nice, don’t tell anyone I said that, though.’), how he’s so smart and he helped her with some of the homework she didn’t understand, how he was so calm when they got paired up for training and he actively encouraged her to say what her plan is cause he knew she’d come up with something good.

And her friends are getting tired of it. They know fine well Katsuki likes her too, they can see the way he looks at her and they know that they meet up in her room every night to drink tea together and just talk, sometimes even sit in silence, and they need them both to confess.

So, they tell Momo to go for it. Her friends’ encouragement would give her the courage she needed and so one night, when her and Katsuki are doing their nightly tea-drinking routine, she just straightens up and tells him, “I like you.”

She didn’t expect him to choke on his tea and then spend a minute coughing, eyes filling with tears before he just croaks out, “you fuckin’ what?!”

After that, Momo finds out he did actually like her back, he just never wanted to say anything cause he thought she wouldn’t go for someone like him, someone loud and aggressive, someone who was the complete opposite to her.

Momo tells him that she felt the same, she didn’t think he’d like her back when there were so many better options out there. He just kisses her and tells her to shut her pretty mouth up.

When they start dating everyone knows about it straight away cause they’re both all over each other. Momo is a bit shy with her affection, she’ll just shyly kiss Katsuki on the cheek or hold his hand and trace the lines on his palms with her fingertips before pressing a kiss to the very centre. Katsuki, on the other hand, has no issues hugging her, pulling her onto his lap or kissing her in front of everyone. He knows fine well his girl is gorgeous, he knows everyone wants her, and there’s no better ego boost than knowing she’s his, reminding everyone else they’ll never be able to have her.

Oh! And some of my other favourite ships: Dabibaku (I change their ages in my head blah blah blah), Todobaku, Bakudeku, Kariage x Bakugou (Kariage is his childhood friend), and I can’t think of anymore. There’s some that I like, for example: Bakujirou, Kirikami, Kirimina, Momojirou, etc. but I wouldn’t go out of my way to write for those like I would for the other ones. Maybe Bakujirou lmao

[ao3feed-bakusquad]

A Year a Day

A year a day by sxlvana

Kirishima gets hit with an age-altering quirk and turns into a one-year-old. And then a two-year-old, and then a three-year-old, and so on and so forth.

Bakugou is forced to babysit.

Words: 10840, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Ashido Mina, Midoriya Izuku, Eri, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Additional Tags: Quirk Accident, Baby Kirishima Eijirou, Soft Bakugou Katsuki, Soft Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, eri is in this a lot, best friends bakujirou, best friends kirimomo, Toddler Kirishima, Middle School Student Kirishima Eijirou, Age altering quirk, Maybe OOC Bakugou, only because hes soft for kids, Protective Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, even in front of kids, hes trying though, Jealous Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki is a Good Friend, Yaoyorozu Momo is a Good Friend, no beta we die like sir nighteye, More tags to be added, Kirishima Eijirou is a Dork, Cute Kirishima Eijirou, Kirishima Eijirou Needs a Hug

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32994007

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@resolutepath​  inquired :      6. & 20.      ╱      shipping  questions.

6.  do you have any ship bias with your muse?

answered here!

20.  is there a ship you wanted to play, but couldn’t yet?

ohhhh good question.  i think i’d love to have a proper chance to explore bakujirou, bakumomo, or bakukami...  i’ve sort of touched on bakujirou and bakumomo before, i think, but i haven’t had a chance to play bakukami yet i think!

[almost-correct-bnha-quotes]

hey, if you dont mind, could you do some bakujirou headcanons?? its perfectly fine if you dont want to

BakuJirou Headcanons

A/N: Hii! I don't mind at all. I really like this request, to be honest. It's the first time I come across this ship and it sounds really cool! It's definitely something I want to explore. I hope you like it!

Bakugou learned how to play drums during his childhood, but dropped the hobby somewhere in 6th grade.

After he met Jirou and formed a bond with her, he began to gain back his interest in drums.

He asked his mom to mail him his set of drums that has been collecting dust in the attic for at least 3 years by then, only to figure out that it became too small for him.

He went to Jirou and tried to ask subtly for some drum reccomendations.

He snitched on himself.

When finding out about his musical inclinations, Jirou was excited.

Shocked at the same time - She made sure to ask Deku if he knew - but mostly excited.

Having the same liking in music and having instruments in common definitely strengthened their bond.

One time, Bakugou found out that one of Jirou’s favourite Japanese Rock bands were going to have a concert about a month and a half away in their town.

So he began to gather money. He took his weekly allowance he got from his parents and spend as little as possible and saved as much as possible. He even began to work around town to gather money, like doing groceries for older people and delivering food. 

Aizawa noticed Bakugou being a little more tired than usual, but seeing how his grades continued to be as good as before and his skills were improving, he didn’t care.

 Tbh he didn’t mind the boy using up all his energy. He was less problematic, after all.

By the time the concert was 2 weeks away, Bakugou managed to get enough money for 2 tickets and still have some money over.

He bought the two tickets online and took a screenshot of the email confirmation. He send Jirou the screenshot.

Not even 5 minutes later, Jirou bursted in his bedrooom.

“Are you insane? Where did  you even get all that money? Those tickets are expensive!”

Bakugou snorted. “That’s a secret I’ll never tell.”

The following 2 weeks seemed infernally long for Jirou. She knew Bakugou can become a genuinely nice guy if given the chance, but she never expected such a surprise for him. She was aware that Bakugou could still be blind to some stuff.

The concert itself was amazing, especially for Jirou. Even Bakugou, who didn’t find himself listen to more than two songs made by that band enjoyed the concert.

At some point during the concert, around 3 AM, they were both high on sugar and vibing to the music. 

That’s when Bakugou made the first move.

They kissed.

Jirou was shook at first ngl but didn’t push Bakugou away.

It was 5 AM when they returned to the U.A. dorms.

They both fell asleep in Bakugou’s bedroom.

No unholy things happened there.

Luckily, the next day was a Sunday so they had a day to gather back their energy.

Everyone talked about them and the concert.

When Aizawa heard, he couldn’t help but laugh.

That’s why Bakugou was so tired.