#mha bakugou katsuki

[sugarlywhispers]

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

— I'M DYING HELP.

[awkwardbakugou]

im sobbing he's so beautiful!! 😭🫶

[bbyseok]

sparks in your eyes

pairing: bakugou katsuki x gn!reader

word count: 1.5k

a/n: happy new year everyone !! ik i’m a week late but please enjoy this :)

content: soulmate au, ua students setting, everyone are third years, the class is like a whole family :’) we love to see it, newly established relationship, fireworks n sparklers, VERY soft katsuki, swearing yes, very tiny hint of angst, mostly sappy fluff for the new year !!

analysis: as the year comes to an end, you and katsuki enter the new one with sparks in your eyes.

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they say you see sparks when you kiss your soulmate for the very first time.

and just with that saying, people dreamt of having their first kiss. of finding their soulmate in their first, if they were lucky enough.

but sometimes, your first significant other wasn’t always your soulmate. it wasn’t always your first relationship. sometimes you’d find them further down your life—sometimes, it’d take a lifetime to find who the universe had destined you with.

the frigid air of the last night of december is a chilling reminder that winter is yet to end, unlike the year.

famed class 3-a, now finally in their third years after long months and adventures of battling villains, are celebrating the new year together.

everyone’s gathered in the common area, conversing excitedly as everyone prepares to head into the streets for the fireworks and the countdown. (iida is doing his infamous hand motions as he makes sure everyone is bundled up properly. momo supplies an extra scarf or two.)

and here you are, nestled into katsuki’s side as the two of you wait on the couch with the rest of his friends. denki’s chatting up a storm per usual, and there’s the sound of hagakure and jirou laughing.

katsuki rubs his thumb over your hand absentmindedly as he deadpans something kirishima says, and you can’t help but snort.

it had taken bakugou a couple of months to muster up the courage to confess to you before it'd be too late. with the new year approaching, so is graduation—and the possibility of losing you as you all are thrusted into the lives of being actual pro heroes wasn’t something he was going to risk.

and it had been worth it. these past few weeks are proof of that. having the privilege of being your boyfriend—walking you to class hand in hand, staying up with you to bury all that studying into your head, sharing warmth underneath the sheets of his bed in his dorm room.

katsuki’s tugging you upward suddenly and you blink up at him in confusion, breaking out of your thoughts.

he catches your stare and scoffs fondly. “c’mon, brat. we’re headin’ out now.” he gestures to your classmates exiting the dorm building before he tugs you alongside him to follow them out.

“sooo..” denki elbows sero and kiri with a waggle of his brows before he glances to the rest of the class as they walk, “who’s ready to find their soulmate tonight? i know i am!”

there’s a few who roll their eyes at his statement while others blush—you can feel katsuki’s eyes linger on you but you don’t say anything as you join in the girls’ giggling.

“as if anyone would wanna kiss your dumb face, sparky!” bakugou barks out and the laughing rises.

the electric student sticks his tongue out at your boyfriend and crosses his arms. “yeah, yeah.”

there’s a few more snickers and the class blends into more easy conversations. it feels comfortable, it feels right to be like this. after all, having trained and lived alongside some of these people, they were bound to feel like family.

once you reach the outskirts of the city, everyone begins to spread out for the meantime to grab drinks, foods, etc. some of the class stay behind to still chat and light up sparklers.

you grab one from midoriya, turning to katsuki with a pleading look. “light mine for me, katsu?” you ask sweetly, twirling the stick in your fingers.

he rolls his eyes but he never can say no to you. “whatever. my explosions are cooler than some sparkler, y’know that, right?” even as he says this, he lights the damn thing for you.

“of course, suki,” you snort. once the sparkler burns, you wave it and threaten to jab it at the blonde. he glares at you playfully.

“watch it, brat!” he tells you with a smirk, “don’t wanna start the new year with some charred clothes, yeah?”

the empty threat has you gasping and you hold the sparkler in defense. “don’t you dare, bakugou katsuki!”

he sends you a stupid grin and you dash. he ends up chasing you around the street and you grab another sparkler for defense, maneuvering around your classmates with a shriek.

eventually, your sparklers die out and bakugou manages to snatch you up with a triumphant laugh. “hah! you thought you could run, huh, dumbass?”

“katsuki!” you giggle, “okay, okay! i surrender, lemme down!” when he sets you down, he ruffles your hair fondly. there’s a sudden flash and next thing you know your boyfriend is wrestling a pink-skinned girl for her phone.

(mina had made it out alive and promptly sent the moment to you afterwards, don’t worry.)

time passes and the countdown is nearing its final digits. things had definitely become more livelier as some of your classmates had returned back to the meeting spot and more people had trudged in.

“katsuki,” you say softly, tugging at his fingers as if to lure him away, “let’s head back to the dorms.”

“don’t you wanna stay with the others?” katsuki inquires, quirking up a brow at you. he seems surprised by your request.

you shake your head. “it’s okay. i just wanna be with you.”

you don’t know it but you make his head all fuzzy, especially when you say such sappy shit like that. his cheeks are red and it’s not just because of the cold. “fine,” he huffs, and he’s leading the way again.

once you’re back inside the heat of the common area, you glance at him, still walking towards the elevators.

“dumbass, where the hell are we goin’?” he questions you but he doesn’t protest as you keep dragging him along.

“the roof, katsu,” you simply explain to him, a bit giddy, “so we can still see the fireworks.”

bakugou hums in reply and is quiet during the elevator ride. the doors open and you take the rest of the stairs that lead up to the roof.

you let go of his hand to stand near the edge, looking over the bright lights of the city. it’s as if the buildings and streets are alive, even from this distance. the city bristles in anticipation of the countdown.

“are you going to kiss me, katsuki?”

the question catches him off guard even though he had been preparing for it all night. and the nights before that. (katsuki has been thinking of kissing you for weeks.)

you hear his light footsteps as he comes to stand behind you. “if you want me to,” comes his gruff reply.

you turn around to face him. the radiance of the moonlight slants over his features and though you’ve never doubted it, he’s the finest man you’ve ever seen. “do you?” you shoot back.

he visibly trembles. “fuckin’ hell, of course i wanna kiss you.”

his ferocity makes you forget how to breathe for a couple of heartbeats. “and what if..” you trail off but the question hangs in the air. and what if we’re not soulmates?

he answers you easily, slotting his hands in yours. they’re still warm. he’s like a walking furnace sometimes. “you think i wouldn’t be able to find my soulmate first try?” he snorts.

you roll your eyes then with a small smile. ever the confident one, he is. “i’m nervous,” you then confess quietly, flexing your fingers against his.

“don’t be, dumbass,” he scolds you. “i’m gonna kiss you ‘n it’s gonna be you. you really think the universe wouldn’t give me the perfect soulmate?”

bakugou doesn’t say words of flattery much—his affection is rather shown through actions and while you don’t mind, hearing his declaration has heat rushing to your cheeks.

puffs of air are visible as you breathe, but they mingle between the two of you. he’s so close. the sudden roar of the countdown sounds.

ten! nine! eight!

“okay,” you hum, drawing him closer.

seven! six! five!

“okay?” he says softly.

four! three!

“okay, katsuki.” you smile. “kiss me.”

two! one!

he leans forward and you meet him halfway, lips on his and then—the fireworks in the sky aren’t the ones you see. there’s a blaze and flurry of sparks that envelop you as your eyes flutter close.

you feel as if you’re on fire, the way katsuki’s lips mold against yours and he draws your body even closer. the brush of his thumb on your cheek has you gasping into his mouth and you know he can see it too.

you can still see them as you open your eyes slowly and barely pull away. you can see the sparks in his eyes, can feel the heat of them in his fingertips.

a silence hangs between you but it feels warm. the affirmation of your bond steady in the air, and it’s like your soul is sated. you had found each other.

“you were nervous, admit it,” you tease, utterly breathless and helplessly in love.

instead of vehement denial, his eyes soften and your heart leaps.

“no.” katsuki breathes and melts against you, entirely yours. “i told you i knew it’d be you.”

and when he kisses you again, the sparks are still there.

[theangelsheardyou]

Bakugou headcanons bc if I don't have an mha audience on this godforsaken app then I will forge one out of my own blood and sweat

He likes lizards. Something about him just makes me think he was a lizard kid

Like he def would catch them and just watch them do their little lizard things as a kid

He probably owns one or two as an adult

I saw someone say this before but he was the type of kid to collect cool looking sticks and keep em in his bag, then forget about them until his mom finds them and yells at him

"KATSUKI WHATS WITH ALL THIS GARBAGE IN YOUR BACKPACK I TOLD YOU TO CLEAN THIS UP" *waving arms angrily* "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH MY COOL STICKS!!!!"

Trans bakugou truthers I have one saved especially for u🫶

When he was a kid and was just starting to bind he wanted to feel like Mulan so he used bandages (very bad idea) and went to school like that (also a bad idea) and went to PE in that (an even worse idea)

He ended up passing out since he couldn't breathe and his teacher thought he was faking to get out of work, but ended up having to call an Ambulance

He has the energy of a kid with ADHD but who just forced himself to learn how to function properly

Like maybe as a kid he had trouble with it but it was his own decision to work hard to get better and now he is

That doesn't mean he doesn't have any other symptoms tho

He has a habit of letting his mind wander. If he's ever quiet with a calm expression and staring at nothing in particular, you know it's just The Voices putting his brain on autopilot for a while and not to bother him

I headcanon he would have 2 cats in high school, a beautiful black one he adores named Empress and a scrawny stupid looking calico named Spoingus who he found in a dumpster and just followed him home

OH ALSO ALSO

remember that black haired kid he was friends with back in middle school all the way from episode 1? (If u need a refresher just search "bakugou middle school friends")

Yea. They're exes btw. So.

They broke up mostly since black haired smoking dude (idk his name) was emotionally immature and distant, he wasn't able to be there for Katsuki the way he needed him to be.

This also ties in with my other headcanon that Katsuki is the more dependent one in the relationship, the more emotional

He definitely has a lot going on emotionally on his own, so he would want someone who can share that burden with.

You'll know he loves you when he's able to be vulnerable around you, otherwise you're just another friend or extra

He's bisexual, idc I'm calling it

I know the manga ended idgaf

He likes men who are emotionally stable, kind, and friendly, and he likes his women the exact opposite

Hc he has a thing for dominant women

Bro wants to be stepped on so badddddd😫😫😫

[dogwaterdish]

Bakugou: You wanna fight?! You got one!

Midoriya: Okay! *raises fists*

*All Might runs in, scoops Midoriya up in his arms, and runs away carrying him*

Bakugou:

Bakugou: What?

[megtheuntalented]

Tomura Shigaraki and AFO decided to strike a year earlier than cannon. Izuku and Katsuki were together because Katsuki was trying to hunt down Izuku to bully him some more. Then, Tomura launched his biggest attack yet and released lots of nomu. So, Izuku and Katsuki were stuck in the apocalypse together. Izuku's analysis and Katsuki's battle sense become incredible resources and they survive with each other's help (they also thrive, as Izuku is great when the most valuable thing in the world is knowledge, and Izuku helps Katsuki's quirk, as the second most valuable is strength). They become close friends. They become more, although they never define what they are because there was no one else to define it for. All that was left was them, and they already knew what they were to each other. Best friends, confidante, supports, heroes. They didn't think many people were alive, but the stories of their plights spread amongst the remaining survivors. Eventually, a rag-tag group of heroes and one escaped villain find them and recruit them. They go for a little (Katsuki is cautious and doesn't want to rely on others, but Izuku wants to build a suvivors group, so they agree on a trial period), and the group sees how good the others are at surviving and taking down nomu, so they start a small Rebellion. It soon grows large under the leadership of the two, and they both face off against Shigaraki in a final battle. There's no more nomu as they previously destroyed all the factories and killed all the other nomu. They become legends.

[theinternetarchivist]

In another life

Tbh the angst is in my opinion the best thing to come out of 431/silly

But now, chapter 431 is out of sight out of mind to me/SILLY

[vultureboi]

Hold on- so there’s the head canon that Katsuki knows how many freckles Izuku has. BUT DOESN’T THAT MEAN HIS WHOLE BODY??? Did he like- sneak glances to count in the locker room?? Or maybe when they were little they took a bath together or something??? And he calls Izuku a stalker??

[peachsukii]

anyone else ever think about how *attractive* it would be if Bakugo put on eyeliner or an eyeshadow of sorts on under his mask to make it blend in with his eyes??? and then when he takes it off he’s got some emo-ass makeup on? like Batman??

so after a long patrol as a pro hero, he's def sweat and whatnot throughout the day so when he takes it off, he's got washed out streams of black all over his face.......or whenever he puts his mask on his forehead and accidentally gets it all over??

just me?

[lil-pine-mha-drabbles]

Knight!Bakugou x Chubby!reader part 5

Jeepers. I was stumped this last year. Sorry you had to wait so long. But I’m not dead (no matter how much I used to want otherwise)

So here you go, saplings!!

<- chapter 4

There are 1297 words to read below the line!!

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Spirits were high after the picnic. Word had slipped from Eijiro to one of his sisters and the whole household was in an uproar of pleasantries when you returned home.

“I’m so excited for your wedding, Y/n! I think I should like to be the flower girl very much!” The youngest Kirishima held her little wooden pony to her chest dreamily, dancing all around the hope chest. You chuckled at her antics, continuing your embroidery, swaying gently in the wooden rocking chair.

Mrs. Kirishima asked for some of her own embroidered towels and you quickly agreed, perhaps to pay the Kirishimas back in any way possible. The stack of finished towels was cut short as you handed the old woman her new cloth pile. “Thank you, my dear. Having you in our home has been such a blessing.” Her hand was warm and her smile warmer.

“Thank you. You have no idea what a blessing being here has been. I appreciate all you’ve done for me.” You placed your hand on hers with a pleasant smile.

Thumping in the next room drew your attention away from your wonderful aunt. Eijiro walked to the threshold of the room in his full armor with sweat dripping down his brow. “You need to come with me.” His eyes were cold and his voice, firm.

You stood suddenly, your skirts wrapping around your legs with every quick step. “What’s going on?” Panic filled your veins and your eyes danced over all the Kirishima girls huddled around the table with worried expressions and hurried whispers filling the air.

“I’ll tell you on the way,” your cousin—always a gentleman—opened the door to let you through.

The cool of the day before had passed and the air was wiggling in the heat, and dust blew through the streets. You understood why Eijiro was sweating so much when he entered in a hurry.

You were glad you had worn a short sleeved top. But having pants and a skirt, you were burning up. “So what’s going on??” You were almost running, trying to keep up with Ei’s fast pace.

“Bakugou’s been badly injured and King Deku asked for you. I don’t exactly know why the king wants you there but I was going to fetch you anyway when Katsuki got hurt.” His gaze stayed straight ahead. So you did the same.

The castle’s guard entrance was quickly growing as you got closer. The large black oak doors creaked open after a few shouts were exchanged between Eijiro and the guard on duty in the tower above you.

The medic tent was closer to the center of the guards’ courtyard. Eijiro held open the tents flap for you as you stepped inside.

Cots lined the walls, small bedside tables no larger then a foot wide were placed between each bed. Only two young nurses walked between the cots.

Katsuki was the farthest from the entrance, his expression pained as a short man chatted enthusiastically to him, the chair he was on creaking with every movement of his flailing arms.

You squeezed past the two nurses easily, Eijiro had a harder time with his armor taking up a lot of space. It also didn’t help that one of the nurses was making eyes at your cousin which caused him to falter briefly.

Katsuki looked up at you when you got closer. You couldn’t read his expression but you assumed it was annoyance with a hint of gratitude due to your appearance shutting up the green haired man.

Eijiro appeared next to you and bowed, nudging your elbow to do the same. You curtsied politely, not knowing who the smaller man was.

“You must be Kachan’s fiancé!!” The man’s face lit up as he took your hand and kissed you knuckles out of courtesy. “I haven’t heard much about you from him, but Kirishima certainly has some nice things to say about his favorite cousin!”

You smiled politely, folding your hands in front of you, glad you had wiped your face with your handkerchief before you entered the medical tent. “I just so happen to be his only cousin.” You chuckle and tilt your head.

“I do apologize,” the man bowed lowly, “I am King Izuku Midoriya. You may call me Midoriya, or Deku if you’d like!” He smiled brightly.

“It’s very nice to meet you, sir.” You curtsied again and bowed your head. You told him you name in a gentle tone, but your eyes were on Katsuki. His gaze was focused on you. His eyebrow raising he lifted his arm and gave a slight wave.

King Midoriya talked for quite awhile while you tried not to giggle watching your fiancé mock his words, mouthing everything the king said, perfectly lip syncing every word.

“—and then I realized I had never actually met you, so I asked Sir Kirishima to kindly fetch you. While it’s not favorable that he was hurt, I’m glad I remembered to ask for you because of it—“ the poor man just didn’t know when to shut his mouth.

“Deku. You’re boring her. You met her—good for you—now get out so I can talk to my fiancé in peace.” Bakugou groaned as he shoved off the thin sheet covering his thighs.

Izuku looked surprised, his eyebrows nearly touching his hairline. “Oh!! Of course! I am so sorry! I was so caught up in telling my story I completely missed the fact that you were tryin—“

“Shut up! Get out!” Katsuki closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose like he had a migraine.

“Right!” He turned and walked out with Eijiro.

You took King Deku’s seat cautiously watching Katsuki sigh roughly and sit up.

“That was pretty harsh.” You leaned back.

“Yeah well, the guy doesn’t know when he’s being too much.” He smirked slightly and twiddled with the sheet.

“So how badly were you hurt?” You tried to act unconcerned.

“I actually got a taste of my own medicine,” he chuckled, “remember when I kicked you in the ribs?”

You winced at the memory.

“Well I was gifted something very similar,” he gently peeled up his shirt to reveal a very blood soaked bandage over his chest. “Mina finally bested me.” His light laugh didn’t hold much humor in it. “She got me good right on the chest.”

“Does it still hurt?” You couldn’t hide your concern you had been trying to conceal the whole conversation.

“Oh yeah, but I’m sure I’ll heal up in a couple of days.”

You nodded slowly and twisted your fist into the fabric of your skirt.

“Did you enjoy the picnic?” He asked sheepishly.

“Yes. It was very pleasant. I appreciate your efforts to make this marriage as smooth as possible, Bakugou.” In the back of your mind you growled at yourself for using his last name. You knew you were just trying to distance yourself from your feelings. But you couldn’t become attached to this brut.

Katsuki’s smile dropped. “Yes. That was the purpose.” He looked at the canvas wall across the room.

“You should be cleared to leave for home, Sir Bakugou.” An old woman stepped close to the bed and placed and aged, shaking hand on your shoulder. “Stay out of trouble for a couple weeks. No training while you’re healing. Understand?” She asked firmly.

“Yeah, yeah. I know the drill—“

“Katsuki.”

“I—“ he sighed. “Yes, ma’am.” He nodded and dropped his hand he had raised while waving off her warnings.

You smiled at his quick defeat, and helped him stand to his feet.

“I don’t want to see you back her for at least two weeks, Sir Bakugou.” The firm statement was waved off by the blonde who let himself use you as a crutch.

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[sugarlywhispers]

Just thinking about Pro Hero Dynamight getting caught as a hostage by a villain. How the fuck did that happened? Don't ask. Not even Dynamight himself knows how. Yet he fucking got taken.

His arms are tied behind his back, some kind of cloth around his hands that are wet with some liquid that prevents him from activating his Quirk. Fucking villain is smart.

The piece of shit keeps laughing and threatening him, explicitly calling out how he is going to kill Number Two, Pro Hero Dynamight. He gets closer to where Bakugou is kneeling, a knife making pressure on his throat.

And then, an explosively loud thunder is heard at a distance. But it keeps approaching and getting even louder as it makes everything shake.

Bakugou Katsuki smirks.

The villain looks confused and angry, “What the fuck is that?!”

A strong explosion opens almost half of the room where Katsuki is being held captive and the holy image of you blesses their eyes.

As the villain falls to the floor in fear, you walk inside the room looking like a crazed demon brought from the deepest of hell. Lava surrounds you, the vivid color of burning, high temperature around your face and body makes every villain shit their pants.

But Bakugou Katsuki thinks you're the most fucking beautiful creature that has ever existed in this world.

“That is my wife,” he smiles fucking proud.

a.n; another little lava girl!reader small thingy that wouldn't leave my mind lol ✨️😉

[awkwardbakugou]

GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS

[bbyseok]

the drummer

pairing: bakugou katsuki x gn!reader

word count: 3k

a/n: this was made due to my newfound infatuation with the band babymetal and their music everyone say thank you babymetal

content: fluff, no quirks au, rock band au, bakusquad (excluding mina, sorry!!) as a band, metal concerts: loud sounds, crowds, mosh pits, etc., swearing, side ships: kamijirou and kirimina, bakugou calls reader “sweetheart” and i think that’s everything

analysis: you attend a metal concert for the first time with your friends. and while you don’t usually listen to rock often, maybe the drummer can change your mind.

———

you like to say you have a wide variety when it comes to your taste in music. music is beautiful, after all—it could bring people from all over the world together, whether they understood the language of the songs or not.

you listen to a bit of everything; a bit of the usual stuff that plays on the radio to pass time in the car, a little bit of pop, some rnb, a hint of rap, a dash of country, etc.

though—the only real exposure you have had to the rock and metal genre was through your current roommate.

but when said roommate nearly screams the roof of your shared apartment off one day, you barrel into her room thinking she had seriously gotten hurt—only to be met with the news of something else.

“jirou kyoka!” you scold her after heaving out a sigh of relief when you find her just sitting on her bed, laptop in her hands. “you scared me half to death! i thought something happened!”

“something did happen,” the short-haired girl retorts giddily as she displays the screen towards you. “one of my favorite bands is having a concert near us!”

and when she thrusts the screen towards you, you catch sight of some somewhat familiar faces—there’s a spiky redhead with a contagious smile on the bass, and a guy with short black hair on the keyboards. there seem to be two blondes, but the difference between them is that the one playing the guitar, who also looks like he’s the singer, has a flirty look on his face while the red-eyed man on the drums has a handsome yet threatening scowl twisted on his lips.

the only reason you’re able to recognize them is because jirou’s has shown you some of their music before. “oh.” your unenthusiastic reaction has her rolling her eyes as she faces her laptop back towards her.

you chuckle a little and sit beside her, making yourself comfy on the mattress. “no, seriously, that’s exciting, jirou!” you declare with a nod, “i’m happy for you! you just screamed really loud.”

she touches her fingers together, still looking away in embarrassment. “ah, right. sorry about that.”

you coo and bring her in for a side hug. the onyx-eyed girl can be a little shy sometimes, and it had taken a while for her to open up to you despite living together. “no, no- it’s okay! y’know i don’t listen to a lot of that kinda stuff but.. when’s the concert? did you buy tickets yet?”

when jirou visibly brightens up, you grin to yourself. she’s so passionate about music sometimes; it’s endearing to see. “concert’s in a couple of weeks. and no, haven’t bought tickets yet.”

you blink and laugh. “well, why haven’t you? you should before they get all sold out, right?”

as if you had reminded her, she yelps and her fingers start tapping away on the keyboard. “ah, you’re right. they can sell out pretty fast.”

you eye the screen once again, tracing your stare over the band members out of curiosity as she gets ready to buy said tickets. really, you have no idea where you’re going with this but— “how about i come with you?”

her fingers freeze and she stares at you in surprise. “really? are you sure?” she questions, tilting her head. “like you just said, you don’t really listen to this kind of music.”

you shrug. “well, it’ll be a new experience for me. you only live once, right?” and then you quickly add, “and i can help you pay too!”

kyoka genuinely seems thrilled by your decision, but her fingers still hover over the mousepad. “are you sure?”

before you can change your mind, you insist with a laugh. “jirou, i’m positive.” you fish out your phone from your pocket to go over a calendar. “we’re both free that day, i can help pay for the tickets, and you won’t have to be alone during the concert—so it’ll be safer for you, yeah?”

jirou starts twiddling with her fingers again. “i was actually gonna invite mina with me. she doesn’t listen to them as much as i do but she’s got a thing for the bassist.” she rolls her eyes with a fond scoff.

you glare at her playfully. “hey, i barely listen to them but don’t you got a thing for the blonde guitarist?” you tease.

when you see her blush and start to deny you, you laugh. “relax, jirou, i’m teasing. and we can still invite mina. i’m sure she’d love to go with us.”

jirou nods, smiling. “alright. it’ll be the three of us then.”

she clicks and confirms the purchase, sealing yourself a metal concert in a couple weeks.

except.. it doesn’t turn out to be the three of you. trust me, mina had been overjoyed to receive the news that the two of you had gotten her tickets. in fact, she had been so delighted that she had invited some of her other friends, and then their friends were invited, and- yeah. (you’re not too entirely sure how everyone managed to get tickets in time but you deduce not to question it.)

it’s the night of the concert, and after a thirty minute drive, you finally arrive at the designated arena. (jirou and mina had played some of the band’s music to familiarize you with some songs—there were a few catchy ones.)

the rest of your party had come in separate rides, so as the three of you exit mina’s car, they wave you down in excitement.

“it’s loud,” you state bluntly as your friends start their way to the arena entrance. you’re not even in the damn arena and it’s loud—the concert hasn’t even started yet.

“it’s only gonna get louder, babe,” mina says with a good-natured grin. “too late to turn back now!”

“i know, i know!” you laugh, trying to relax your nerves. you’re a bit nervous, sure—but you can’t deny that you’re also a little excited. “i’m not backing out, don’t worry.”

jirou tugs at your arm from her spot beside you. “if anything, you can leave early. wait for us in the car. metal concerts can get.. intense sometimes. i won’t be offended or anything.”

you shoot your roommate a relieved smile. “i’ll keep that in mind, thanks. but hopefully it doesn’t come to that. this’ll be fun!”

your optimism remains even as you file into the arena, looking for a spot. part of your group wants to score a place in the potential mosh pit, but with jirou and mina knowing it’s your first time, some decide to linger somewhere on the side. with this, your group decides to split up.

“don’t you guys wanna head into the- mosh pit?” you ask the two girls, feeling a bit guilty. “isn’t that closer to the stage? i feel really bad holding you guys back.”

mina waves a hand at you in dismissal. “no, don’t worry about it! i want a spot closer to the bar. and while being the mosh pit is fun, i’d rather not get ‘accidentally’ groped tonight.”

you blink at her and simply nod in acknowledgment. “ah, right, okay.” jirou nods alongside you.

the three of you grab some drinks and chat around while the arena continues to fill up. you had been eyeing the rest of your group making camp on the floor until you lose them once more people flood in.

the opening act starts and it’s another rock band. definitely a lesser known group, but their music is a good mood starter for the concert, it seems.

another thirty minutes pass by and it’s finally time for the main act of the band everyone’s been waiting for to make an appearance.

there’s the sound of the music starting and it’s as if it shakes the entire building—the crowd roars in anticipation.

a rough voice echoes throughout the arena and then the beat of drums pulses through the floor.

“LET’S FUCKING GOOO!”

and just like that, fireworks burst from the stage and the lights are on, focused on the band and you can spot the four members playing their respective instruments.

before you know it, you see jirou and mina jumping with the rest of the crowd, screaming their throats alongside the singer as he strums the strings of his guitar.

you find yourself enjoying yourself too! it’s amazing to see them play the first few songs back to back with no break—they’re quite the entertainment.

after the third or fourth song though, they seem to take a breather. “hello everyone!” the lead guitarist speaks into his mic. “you all having fun so far?”

the crowd answers with cheers and you can’t help but laugh as your two companions join them.

“i’m kaminari denki!” the singer introduces himself. jirou lets out a few cheers as the blonde lifts a hand up to his ear as if to bask in the crowd’s noise. and then he continues on to the other members. “our bassist, kirishima eijirou!”

“hey, everyone!” the redhead plays a few notes on the bass as the crowd cheers again—you and jirou share an amused look when mina squeals at the top of her lungs.

“on the keys, hanta serooo!” kaminari whoops out, and the fans join in again in another roar. the short-haired man plays for a bit, laughing a greeting, “good evening!”

“aaaand on the drums…” kaminari finishes up, imitating playing the drums with his hands with a grin, “our amazing kacchan!”

“it’s bakugou katsuki, dunce face!” the drummer snaps, his voice booming on the mic—and you recognize his voice from the beginning of the concert. there’s a few snickers and laughs from the crowd—you included—and bakugou plays for a few seconds.

displayed on the large screens behind and next to the stage, you can see the drummer’s features a bit despite the somewhat darkened lighting. “alright, fuckers!” he yells out once he’s done, “you ready for more?”

this time, you find yourself screaming alongside your two friends in eagerness and the concert continues as they play some more songs. during the short intermission, you head out for a quick bathroom break. when you return, you see jirou is the only one left in your previous spot.

“mina went into the mosh pit!” jirou explains as one song transitions into another. she points over to the rushing crowd and you look to the sea of people jamming out more aggressively, a few crowd-surfers here and there.

“oh, okay!” you answer back. you go back to jamming with your friend, genuinely enjoying yourself. (any time you see the drummer on the screen for a few seconds, you can’t find it in yourself to look away.)

and the night rages on. there some people headbanging so hard to the point where you were sure they were going to fling their heart out of their throats, but all in all, you were having fun.

it’s nearing the encore when you decide the pounding and rumbling of the arena is starting to become a bit much. “hey, jirou!” you shout over the music, “i’m gonna head back to the car!”

kyoka looks to you with slight concern. “want me to walk back with you?” she offers in a raised voice to match yours. her eyes flicker from the stage to you.

“no, no!” you’re quick to protest and decline, “enjoy the end of the concert- i know you don’t wanna miss it! i’ll be fine on my own, don’t worry!”

hesitantly, she gives you a thumbs up. you give her a quick hug before you start trudging away from her and through the rows and rows of people.

music continues to blast through the arena, and you’re sure that your ears are going to be ringing for the remainder of the night. but you suppose that’s what happens when you attend a metal concert out of all things. (it had been fun, for the most part, but you think that’s enough metal for one night.)

the blinding lights from the stage are flashing everywhere, probably more intense since it’s almost the end of the concert. it’s a bit difficult to see your surroundings very clearly for anything longer than five seconds, but you manage to stumble out of your section of the crowd on your own two feet, save for a few bumps into some people here and there.

you don’t know where the rest of your group is—though, you’re sure they’re probably getting trampled over in the mosh pit running circles in a certain area of the floor space in the peripheral of your eye. (yeah, there’s no way you’re taking place in that. hopefully mina’s alright!)

you continue following the signs that supposedly lead to the exit. getting out early can give you a head start and avoid any more crowds that would definitely get messier on the way out.

you follow down the railing and that’s when the arena darkens suddenly. they must be getting ready for the finale—so you whip your phone out to act as your flashlight to keep walking.

wait a minute. there’s only few people back here, so that must mean you’re heading in the right direction, but then—hold on. you’re backstage.

the security isn’t at its best, it seems. or maybe they’re slacking. who knows—either way, you’re not where you’re supposed to be, that’s for certain. you can see the back of the stage set up from here; there’s a few uniformed people working on what seems to be the lighting and shit. oh yeah—definitely not the exit.

maybe you can ask for directions? oh, how embarrassing… maybe you should’ve stayed with jirou until the end of the concert and walked back with her.

just- just follow the sound of yelling and screaming! obviously—that’s where the crowd is, so you can easily find the actual way out by listening to the roar of the fans.

and then they get louder and—the sound of the last of the commercial fireworks sizzles through the air and the closing music comes to an end. oh shit. the concert has ended.

that seals it for you: you’re going to head over to some staff person and—oh yeah, that one right there, standing near the small stairs, and ask politely for the actual exit.

and then the lights go out again—plunging you in darkness, save for the few lights from above and flickering from the side, and then you walk right into a solid chest.

“the hell?” a gruff voice erupts from in front of you, and it sounds familiar. the lights return and it takes you less than three seconds to register that you’re staring up at the drummer.

“fuckin’- goddammit, kiri!” the blonde scowls, turning his red glare to the guitarist coming down the stage stairs, “some fan got into the back again!”

kirishima is wiping the sweat off his brow when he catches sight of you, and he seems surprised. “huh? oh shit-”

you panic. what if you get into some serious trouble for this? what if they sue you? so you splutter out frantically without thinking, “i’m- i’m not a fan!”

bakugou brings his gaze back to you at your words, all confused, judging by the way he raises a brow at you. and when his stare lingers, you realize he’s actually taking the time to look at you.

he clicks his tongue and repeats your words. “not a fan, huh?”

fuck, that sounds rude, doesn’t it? “no! i mean- yes! i mean—i’ve never really listened to your guys’ music but i came along with my friends! but then i decided to leave a little early and just ended up getting lost and-”

the redhead comes to stand next to bakugou with a laugh. “relax, relax. we hear ya,” he reassures you with a toothy grin. “mistakes happen!”

you let out a sigh of relief, smiling gratefully at kirishima. “right. i didn’t think wandering backstage could happen but.. sounds like it has before?” you laugh, referring to bakugou’s previous words as you look to the drummer.

oh god. the tank top hangs loosely off bakugou’s broad shoulders as his skin glistens with sweat. you can now see his legs that are clad in black ripped jeans, not hidden behind the drum set. a screen, no matter how huge, doesn’t do him justice. he’s so damn beautiful up close.

what makes matters even worse is that he’s staring right at you.

you nearly let out a squeak of surprise from the sheer intensity of his gaze, instead glancing back to kirishima nervously since he continues talking anyway.

“ah yeah, sometimes,” the guitarist chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “not too often but- it definitely happens way more than it should. you’re okay though, really!”

you nod with a small smile, fiddling with your hands. you sneak a look back at the drummer, and you realize with a start that he hasn’t torn his eyes off you.

“not a fan?” bakugou repeats again in a drawl, cocking his head to the side and taking a step towards you.

you blink at him, a little confused, a little flustered. “um, well-”

“alright, sweetheart,” bakugou then huffs, catching you by surprise—are you hearing him right? but then the smirk he gives you makes you wanna melt into the floor. “let’s see if i can make you a fan before the next concert, yeah?”

———

the roar of the crowd is something you welcome, relishing in the noise the eager fans make as they wait for the concert to start. you don’t have a good view backstage, but there’s something you need to do first before you head to your reserved section.

sero and denki are the first to head up. the blonde adjusts his guitar and dashes out onto the stage, blowing jirou a flying kiss to which she rolls her eyes at but catches nonetheless.

kirishima strolls after the two of his band mates onto the stage, but not before he gives mina a squeezing hug paired with some laughter.

bakugou is the last one to walk up, and he approaches you with that same damned smirk of his that had made you give him your number not too long ago.

“i’m waiting, sweetheart,” katsuki snickers at you, raising a brow expectantly.

you glare at him playfully, and before he can sneak in another word, you grab the front of his stupid tank top and pull him down for a kiss.

(yeah, he had made you a fan.)

[thecutestcub]

Could you pls do cg! Bakugou x little! Reader 🥺

Picnic

Carer!Bakugou x Little!Reader

- Bakugou planned a surprise picnic for you while you were in little space. He lead you towards a hidden spot in the park beneath a shady tree, your bodies kept cool in it’s shadow away from the sun.

- As you two sat together you started to relax and in turn you began babbling while Bakugou pretended to understand you, although you secretly think he truly does understand your babbles

- You watched the sunset with him as you snuggled into his side while he held you in his lap. He gave you a bottle and rubbed your back soothingly while you drank. Bakugou held it to your lips while holding you even closer to him.

- You were content in his lap as he soothed you. Enjoying his presence as he cared for you even if it was just like a normal date for the two of you.

- The Cutest Cub

I really didn’t know how to end this or how to continue it so I’ll leave it there and maybe come back to edit it later <3

[sini-gang]

My beautiful princess with a disorder♡♡

(Tap in case the quality is bad at first)

MY POOKIE DOOKIE BEAR, MY POOKIE, MY POOKERS

[theinternetarchivist]

Was spit balling ideas with my friend about a villain Bakugo au, this is what I’ve got. It’s all formatted as notes though, just thought I wanted to share lol

Taken as a child by AFO right after manifesting his quirk

AFO leaves Izuku behind because he thinks of him as useless

Izuku puts a lot a more effort into being a hero from a child in order to save Bakugo because he know he’s not dead

Bakugo writes little notes to Deku that never actually get to him

Because being raised by AFO he is technically a villain, having been manipulated into being such.

He’d annoy Shigaraki so bad, Kurogiri has to stop them from fighting

He doesn’t see AFO as a villain, he thinks he’s doing the right thing so he wants to protect Deku by bringing him over to the villains

Deku is his only good memory before he was taken

He infiltrates U.A. and Deku’s like WTF

Bakugo would pretend to not remember him to not blow his cover

He goes under a different name, Kudo, AFO gave it to him out of spite

Bakugo has a sort of quirk given to him by AFO that enhances his explosion

He’s using Bakugo in a way to torture Deku

Scene idea: When first seeing him, Deku whispered under his breath ‘Kacchan?’. Bakugo side eyes him before returning to taunting Iida.

Bakugo knows about the USJ attack but plays a less important role than in the show lines. He tries to set up All Might’s defeat, he purposely doesn’t go after the Nomu

During the sports festival there’s a short cutscene to Bakugo’s parents watching knowing that he wanted to go to UA and that this would have been his first year, and they see him and are like ???

Bakugo’s still extra as hell, villain name: Lord Explosion Murder God Dynamite

Kidnapping arc would be interesting because they’d target Izuku

He wants to see Izuku smile, he’s confused though when he sees Izuku’s face of absolute betrayal and it’s kinda devastating to him. It sorta puts things into perspective

During this arc to keep appearances they kidnap Bakugo and Deku, but at the lair they reveal Bakugo

At the end he’s revealed to U.A. as the traitor. He leaves U.A. because he can’t go back cause his cover is blown, but this does plant a seed of doubt in him about AFO

Bakugo helps save Izuku, the LOV sort of know that he did but can’t be sure, same with UA. Izuku meanwhile does know for certain, which makes him believe that Bakugo can be saved.

Shinso joins 1-A question mark????

This is when AFO switches to using Aoyama as a spy

At this point, Izuku is having a breakdown 🎶.

FULL OUTFIT CHANGE WOOOO

Dorms are implemented

UA’s being shady, saying that Bakugo left of his own accords

After this, Aoyama is revealed as a back up which places another seed of doubt in his mind, he’s sorta realizing that AFO isn’t that trustworthy

During the Overhaul arc, he’s hearing reports about Eri and whatnot, doesn’t like it and gets more doubts seeing similarities.

He’s helping the league full time at this point (in a way). He and Dabi don’t get along.

He and Toga match each other’s freak in a way, but they do fight over Deku. She explains the whole provisional license thing, he explicitly asks about Deku not really understanding why. He also has a short thought of “maybe I’ll take it next year.”

Toga wouldn’t really care at all that he asked about Deku

Meanwhile Deku puts all focus into the Overhaul arc. There’s a small meetup, Bakugo tries to apologize HUG PERCHANCE, Deku tries to convince him to come back that they can make everything right, but Bakugo refuses and leaves. Bakugo isn’t very angry during this.

Izuku sort of seeks out the second the user.

Kudo sort of pays attention more when realizing about Bakugo

Best Jeanist was a good mentor we love Best Jeanist

Oh and also take this, it’s for an art class project