#testing this tag

[minus-plus-zer0]

Casually Touching You

Whenever you were around Bakugou’s general vicinity, he couldn’t help but automatically put his hands on you. 

His hands found your waist to guide you around the room. 

His hands found your hair to flick something away from it. 

His hands covered your ears when you almost overheard Kirishima and the boys outing Bakugou’s feelings for you. 

The boy moved in orbit around you. You were his personal supply of stomach butterflies and the boy built an addiction to it. 

Thus, the Bakusquad christened you with a very special nickname: ‘Bakumagnet’. 

(Wanted to try writing shorter drabbles for a change because I have a lot of long chapters in the works. Also note to self this post breaks in the tags)

[bacchuschucklefuck]

couldnt draw my thang for mid-autumn so treated myself to a calne redesign instead

[discountedsocks]

no an art post, I just want to see if i post here if it shows up in tags

[wafflesrisa]

Reblogs appreciated to increase sample size!

[dear-ao3]

you know what. piss off someone who voted red and have a fantastic day. do the productive thing that you have been putting off. put away that thing in your room you’ve been walking past for the last three weeks. throw out the expired food in your fridge. make yourself a cute little drink. brush your hair. send an email. call that person back. eat a snack. go on a walk. open your mail. fold your laundry. hope is only dead if you let it die.

[huitunkuutti]

That little house you see in eye exams.

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

Suddenly, bell bottoms aren't so bad

Bonus sketch, because I had to vv

"Stop checking out my assistant, Stanley."

[feelo-fick]

...i promise i take him seriously i just keep finding shitposts that fit soooo well... i have folder with just shitposts that fit ominously well with him that i keep wanting to draw and then i never get to them HAHAHA

[devilrose]

Take one home. You could name it Herb!

[soulmvtes]

it's about the small acts of intimacy... forehead kisses, putting jewelry on you, rubbing your hand with their thumb, putting a jacket on you, touching your necklace, running your hands through their hair, wiping away their tears, peeling them an orange, un/zipping their dress, tying their shoelaces, holding hands, removing an eyelash from their cheek, washing their hair, putting an anklet on them, tucking their hair behind their ear, sorting out their collar, untangling their necklaces, drinking out of a cup in their hands

[minus-plus-zer0]

A Rockstar's Muse

♡ Genre: Fluff ♡ Pairing: Bakugou x Fem!Reader ♡ Tags: Established relationships, aged-up characters, rockstar AU

You have always been the center of all Bakugou’s love songs. 

If you weren’t famous already, the world would’ve at least known you for being Bakugou’s one and only lover. Bakugou built his brand based off of being a bad boy ‘wife-guy’, belting song after song about you and immortalizing your lives together through his career as a rock legend. After his songs charted high, he’d lavish you using the profits he received. 

You, on the other hand, couldn’t stand his constant love songs. You would call Bakugou every mildly insulting nickname under the sun. Dork, sap, nerd, dummy, etc. Your insults were endless so long as he kept strumming his guitar and serenading you, something he did long before he even got rich and famous. 

In private, it was worse. Bakugou hunted you down whenever he needed ideas, bugging you until creativity struck. You’d do something simple to help out like kissing his forehead, but one kiss wasn’t enough to satisfy him. 

“Forehead kisses?!” Bakugou barked, his arms around you as you sat on his lap. “Can’t make a song off of that alone. Gimme more.”

You kissed his chin instead. He still wasn’t satisfied. “‘Chin’ doesn’t rhyme with ‘forehead’. Try again.”

“How about you give me some kisses?” you said. “I’m starving for some love myself…”

Bakugou kissed you all over your face, hitting every erogenous zone possible within a record time of 15 seconds. 

“Don’t ever think I don’t love ya,” Bakugou said, wiping his lips. “You’re my only muse, ya hear me? …Shit, did anything I say rhyme?”

Sometimes Bakugou would write songs that he’d never publish so you could keep the song between yourselves, as a present. You would both listen to his albums to remind yourselves of the good times, long after you turned old and gray.

(The ending of this drabble makes me sad and happy in a way I can't describe ;-; I wish more fics dealt with Bakugou growing old with you. Also note to self this post is glitched in the tags)

[cosmicccowboy0]

Get a room!!

[goodollouise]

"You've obviously never wanted this before, but..."

[valyrra]

stealing this fun personality test from @cloudofbutterflies92 ❤️

lol so fitting

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[yippee-optimistically]

so ii16 huh

[qui-gg]

Wanted to draw all the ii characters together!! I might make this a poster or print