#black haired katsuki in a suit mmhm

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BAKUGOU HEADCANON 55

fuck what hc number am i at JHSDHJ IM BACK <3 im so sorry for going ia, i just finished finals and uhhh trying to get my shit back together >:((

anyways filipino moots, im on twt (haikyuu) but we can talk there !!

bakugou having a business course twin

for purposes of headcanon, the twin’s name is Katsumi (male) and has black hair because i projected the hq miya twins

Katsuki and Katsumi growing up were the kids that knew what they were going to become, one as the hero and another as support. The blonde won the quirk jackpot, having the ability to create nitroglycerin while the black-haired twin’s quirk’s similar to his father. It makes no difference really, Katsumi thinks the sideline support of heroes are more interesting (one that Katsuki could adhere to) while the other has been a set hero from the start. 

From the outside perspective, they’re polar opposites, one couldn’t tell they were twins aside from their faces. Katsumi’s calm, formal spoken, and prim and proper as Masaru raised him to be with business exposure. Mitsuki, astounding those who hasn’t realized, would say they’re no different — both aspire to win in their own field, together.

They’ve been partners every since they were born — Katsumi already had patents made for Katsuki’s gauntlets, they’ve already designed marketing campaigns, and discussed possible economic arrangements as pro heroes. It’s no surprise they made it into U.A., topping the scores their respective classes. No one from Class 1-A aside from Aizawa and Midoriya know of each other’s existence, the twins choosing to lay low — wanting to create an environment for growth individually. 

They don’t realize how much of a big deal it is until their third year as students, assigned with the task of finding possible managers (for heroes) and clients (for business). It’s a tedious task, finding someone willing to invest their entire career into your hands. The Bakugou twins move in silence, not bothering to announce they’re already legally partners in terms of pro heroes even if they’re (not surprisingly) the most wanted hero in training / business student in target.

It isn’t until Uraraka suddenly calls a quick reunion a month after graduation because of the recent ‘Bakugou Hero Agency’ announcement that stumped every single hero from their batch and onwards — it’s daring, to launch an agency off the bat from U.A. when most of them are still under internship.

Midoriya frantically calls Katsuki early in the morning, “Kacchan, congrats! How did this happen, oh my god- when, how did you even settle the papers needed!” Jumping right into questions that Katsuki hangs up and (expectedly) skips the reunion interrogation about him. The twins gets bombarded with inquires onwards, everyone confused and amazed at the same time how they managed to pull off an agency that would have taken years to legalize and develop.

What they don’t know is that back in the Bakugou home, Katsuki and Katsumi’s five year old drawing of the very agency they’ve built hangs proudly on the refrigerator. 

[todomochi-uwu]

Babygirl.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x reader

Warnings: Angst, Age difference

Author´s Note: I actually like this idea, I hope you too. I haven´t been able to write in a while because of lack of inspiration, but this one pop up. Hope you guys enjoy it.

“It´s going to be okay love. You don’t have to worry about a thing.” 

Clammy hands, shivers down your spine, red cheeks, and dry lips. All consequences of the anxiety that was consuming my entire body, at this very moment.

Will they like me? I really hope so.

Will they accept me? I pray the do.

Will they compare me to…? Oh most likely. 

Breathe in. And Out. In. Out. In. Out. 

You can actually do this, you can do it. You aren’t a bad person, you aren’t doing anything wrong. So what if you are not a pro hero? You love your job, you were good at it and honestly being a hero was never actually your goal. 

Red matte lips adorning your face; thick eyeliner framing your eyes; your hair tight in a high ponytail with way too many pins; big silver hops; a black dress with a sweetheart neckline that was embracing your curves so tightly you were having a bit of trouble breathing in; a bracelet around your wrist with a bright “K” in the middle of it, his personal mark on yourself; and some stilettos making you look at least a foot taller and perking your ass up. You didn’t hate the way you look; genuinely loving your reflection, but that didn’t ease your mind.

 “My god, don’t you look breath taking, baby girl.” His raspy voice and caramel essence filled the room, making your cheeks even redder and puffier. Turning around to meet his eyes, and hear more thoughts on the look. He looked absolutely gorgeous, some tight clothes he was wearing. A black dress shirt which had the top buttons opened, for your pleasure, a pair of grey suit pants, along a black designer’s belt, oh you knew that belt very well.

“Do you like it?” He let out a giggle, before tugging your hand so he could have a closer look. “Mmhm, I love it. It almost makes me wish we could stay home, I don’t want anybody enjoying this view but me.” 

His rough hands gave your butt a tight squeeze, making you yelp. “But the idea of them drooling and not being able to do anything about it because you are mine and only mine, is even more enticing.”“´Suki!” You gave him a light slap on the shoulder, before leaning your forehead against his. 

“You know you don’t have to be nervous, right? They are going to love you.” He caressed your cheek, “Besides you already know some of them, the most important at least, the rest of them are just useless extras.” You smile, you knew he was trying to take some of the pressure out of your shoulders, but it couldn’t be done. 

“They are your old classmates, fellow co-workers and if you have forgotten the sign of peace will also be there.” He grunted at your last mention, making you laugh. “Even after all this years you aren’t used to the idea?” “It’s not that I’m not used to, I just can’t believe that nerd is the number one hero.” “And one of your very best friends, so don’t act all tough and angry with me.” Sticking your tongue out for him before taking your purse and grabbing his hand. 

“Are you sure Mitsuki is going to be okay with Rin? I really hope he doesn’t cause a lot of trouble.” You stared at his back while he closed the door and walked to the car. “Don’t worry about the old hag, she adores the brat. Besides, she offered to do it anyway. So… Shall we?” 

“We shall.”

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The whole ride Katsuki kept holding your hand, in hopes of calming you down, running his thumb over your knuckles, making small circles in your palm and tracing his name over and over again. You kept checking your make up every single minute, worrying that lipstick would stain your teeth or mascara would smear in your eyelids, adjusting your earrings and making sure no little hairs came out of their place. 

Bakugou kept looking at you, even if he wasn’t showing it, he was also very anxious himself, he didn’t know what the general reaction was going to be, no one really knew you were going to be attending his best friend´s party, but Kirishima. He loves you, he was certain of that and he wasn’t going to let anyone disrespect you. Still, he was scared. Time had passed, right? Both had move on and dating was okay, right? He sure hopes so. 

You waited in front of the door, it had been five minutes now, but he didn’t want to rush you, so he only kept his hand in your lower back and whisper sweet words on your ear. 

“It´s going to be okay love. You don’t have to worry about a thing.”Before you could even knock, Kirishima opened the door and gave you a bright smile,

“Are you guys coming in or are you going to wait all night out here? Because let me tell you, with the way you look right now Y/N you sure make this a very happy birthday.” He winked before stepping aside to let you in. 

“Happy birthday, Eijirou” You whispered, before you gave him a small hug. “Thank you, kiddo.”“Happy birthday, shitty hair; but don’t you dare push it.” He pushed a small black box against Kirishima´s chest. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Bakubro.” He giggled while shaking his head, “Come on, everyone’s already here” 

Leading you to the leaving room, your chest tighten. Well fuck, here we go. 

“Hey guys, Bakugou is here!” Kaminari announced making everybody’s heads turn around. And instantly you saw a few eyes go wide, a few jaws opened and closed without know what to say and bodies’ just static not having a clue about what to do, it felt like an eternity before Mina´s screaming and throwing herself at you broke the awkward silence.

“Y/N! I finally get to meet you; Bakugou has told me so much about you!” She gave you a bright smile before putting a glass of wine in your hand, and while she managed to calm you down a bit, you could still feel some eyes in the back of your head. 

Soon most of Bakugou´s old classmates and friends had gather around to meet you, greeting you and welcoming you, asking about you, your job and how the hell had you manage you tame the beast. Bakugou had stay the whole time next to you, making snarky comments and laughing at the old memories Sero and Denki were telling you about. 

After having a little too much to drink and making sure you were comfortable, he excused himself to go to the bathroom, placing a small kiss in your temple before leaving. 

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But just as he was about to open the door, he sensed someone was behind his back, he didn’t have to turn around to tell who it was.

“What kindergarten did you steal her from, Katsuki?” He let out a sigh, really not wanting to do this.

“Hello there, Uraraka.”