Katsuki Bakugo - Blog Posts
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THE PROTECTIVENESS??? THE POSSESSIVENESS RESULTING FROM THAT PROTECTIVENESS?????
"I'm the guy who steps in.."
THIS IS BEING RECORDED. EVERYONE IS WATCHING KACCHAN PLEDGE THAT HE'LL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR IZUKU SOMEBODY NEEDS TO FUCKING SEDATE ME
Blasty Brat & Baby Bear
Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x (platonic) Chubby Little Sister OC
Tags: sibling vibes, soft moments, light bullying, Mitsuki being a mom, grumpy x sunshine
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“You’re seriously making me babysit her?”
Bakugo’s scowl could’ve cracked concrete. Arms crossed, eyes twitching in irritation, he stared down at the chubby little girl peeking out from behind his mom’s legs.
Mitsuki rolled her eyes. “She’s your sister, Katsuki. And I have errands. You can either watch her or listen to me scream for an hour. Pick.”
He groaned like he was being sentenced to death. “She cries all the damn time.”
“I do not!” she squeaked, voice breaking halfway through. Her round cheeks were already turning pink, her hands clutching the hem of her too-big t-shirt. “You’re just mean!”
“And you’re a crybaby,” Bakugo snapped, already turning toward the living room. “C’mon, Baby Bear. Let’s get this over with.”
She blinked. “Baby… bear?”
“Yeah. Round, soft, and whiny. Don’t get snot on the couch.”
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At first, she avoided him—tiptoeing around, too scared to even ask to change the channel. Bakugo ignored her just as much, only occasionally tossing a jab like:
“Stop stomping, you sound like a baby Godzilla.”
“Why are you always eating something?”
“Don’t look at me like that, I’m not gonna cry with you.”
But Mitsuki kept forcing them together.
Board games. Movie nights. Grocery trips. He even got roped into walking her home from school once.
And slowly—very slowly—things shifted.
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She started sitting closer.
He stopped rolling his eyes when she talked.
She’d bring him little snacks she made (badly).
He’d ruffle her hair when she got nervous.
And when she got picked on at school for her weight?
Bakugo showed up the next day, leaned on the classroom doorframe, and said loud enough for everyone to hear:
“You mess with my sister again, I’ll turn your desks into kindling. Got it?”
She didn’t cry that day.
But she did tell him he looked cool.
And for the first time, he only called her “Baby Bear” once that whole day.
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“Explosive Encounters (of the Gassy Kind)”
Pairing: Bakugo x Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluff / Humor / Domestic Shenanigans
Warnings: Baby farts, mild language, Bakugo being Bakugo
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You always knew Bakugo Katsuki had nerves of steel. After all, the man faced down villains without flinching, ran toward explosions like they were a minor inconvenience, and had the patience to deal with Deku daily. But today? Today was the true test of his endurance.
It started off sweet. Your three-week-old baby boy—chubby cheeks, tiny fists, and a surprisingly strong pair of lungs—was swaddled like a burrito and cradled in Bakugo’s arms. You were sipping lukewarm tea on the couch, watching your man try to lull your son into a nap with surprisingly gentle bouncing motions.
“See?” you smirked. “You’re a natural.”
“Tch. Of course I am. It’s not hard,” he grumbled, rocking side to side. “He even stopped cryin’. I’m a damn baby whisperer.”
And then it happened.
Pffffft.
It was soft, wet, and unmistakably dangerous. The air around Bakugo visibly shifted like a scene from a nuclear fallout.
His eye twitched.
“…Did that little monster just—?”
You clapped a hand over your mouth, stifling laughter. “Oh my god. I think that one came with a warning label.”
The baby squirmed in his arms, making a satisfied little grunt like he’d just claimed dominance over the household. Bakugo held him out at arm’s length like he was handling a ticking time bomb.
“You little gremlin,” he muttered. “You tryna gas me out of my own damn home?”
You doubled over in laughter as another pttbbt sounded off like a war horn from the baby’s backside.
“Again?!” Bakugo snapped, staggering back like he’d taken a direct hit. “What the hell are you feeding him?!”
“Tiny amounts of justice and breastmilk,” you managed through your giggles.
The baby cooed, clearly proud of himself.
“He’s mocking me,” Bakugo growled. “He knows what he’s doing.”
“I think he’s trying to bond with you.”
“He’s assaulting me.”
You got up and took your son from him, still laughing. Bakugo immediately started fanning the air around him like it was toxic gas. “I’ve smelled sewer leaks better than that.”
You raised an eyebrow. “And yet you fought sludge villains.”
“I’d take sludge over that any day.”
You nestled the baby against your shoulder, who let out a tiny burp followed by one last triumphant toot. Bakugo stared in pure disbelief.
“That’s it. I’m getting him little explosion onesies that say ‘My Quirk is Farting.’”
You grinned. “Matching ones for Daddy too?”
His glare could’ve leveled buildings. “You do not get to call me that after what just happened.”
But despite the threats and dramatic retching noises, he leaned in to press a kiss to your temple—and another to your gassy baby boy’s head, muttering, “You better grow outta this, punk.”
Spoiler alert: He didn’t. But Bakugo loved him anyway. Even if he had to wear nose plugs during tummy time.
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"Hold On, I'm Here"
Genre: Angst / Comfort / Family
Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Fem!Reader
Summary: The happiest moment of your lives turns into a nightmare when unexpected complications arise during childbirth. Bakugo is forced to face the terrifying possibility of losing the woman he loves.
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The sterile smell of the hospital was suffocating. Katsuki paced the hallway like a caged animal, fists clenched, the roar of his heart louder than any explosion he'd ever caused. His mind raced with worst-case scenarios.
You'd gone into labor earlier than expected. Everything had seemed fine—until it wasn’t.
“She’s not dilating properly. We may need to perform an emergency C-section,” the doctor had said, face tight with concern.
Bakugo had never felt this powerless. Not during the toughest missions, not even when he'd nearly died. Nothing compared to this: waiting, helpless, as the woman he loved fought for her life behind closed doors.
“Bakugo-san?”
His head snapped up. A nurse stood in front of him, eyes gentle but serious.
“She’s still in surgery. There were complications with the placenta… she's lost a lot of blood, but we’re doing everything we can.”
He didn’t respond at first. Just stared. Then, he nodded, jaw clenched so tight it ached.
"She’s strong," he muttered under his breath. "Damn strong."
Time lost meaning.
Finally, hours later, they let him in. You were pale, hooked up to machines, a faint beep echoing in the room. But your chest was rising. You were breathing. Alive.
And in a tiny bassinet nearby—a small, wriggling bundle with a shock of your hair and his eyes.
Katsuki stood frozen for a moment, looking at both of you.
“You scared the shit out of me,” he whispered as he sat beside your bed, gently taking your hand. “Don’t ever do that again.”
Your eyelids fluttered open, weak but there.
“Katsuki…”
“Yeah. I’m here. We’re okay. You're okay.”
He brought your hand to his lips, letting the tears fall freely now. You’d made it. Barely. But you’d made it.
And so had your family.
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The hospital room was quieter now, filled with only soft beeping and the occasional squeak from the baby in the bassinet. You were still sleeping, recovering from the blood loss and surgery. Bakugo hadn’t moved from your side.
Except when the baby cried.
It startled him at first—the small, angry wail from something so tiny. Katsuki looked down at the bundle with wide eyes.
“Tch… what the hell do you want now?” he muttered, reaching into the bassinet with the same care he’d handle a bomb.
He picked the baby up, awkwardly at first, cradling her against his chest. She was so warm. So fragile. It made his heart squeeze in ways he didn’t expect.
“Yeah, yeah, I got you,” he grumbled, though his voice was much softer than usual. “You better not get used to cryin’ just to get picked up.”
She kept crying.
“…Okay, maybe you’re hungry or somethin’. I dunno. No one gave me a damn manual on how to be a dad.” He glanced toward the sleeping figure of you, lips pressed tightly. “You’d know what to do. You always know.”
Eventually, with the help of a nurse, he fed her. Clumsily. Stubbornly. But he did it. And when she stopped crying and fell asleep in his arms, something clicked.
He sat back down in the chair beside your bed, holding the baby on his chest now, wrapped in soft blankets. His eyes drifted to you—still pale, but breathing easier. More color in your cheeks.
"You almost left me, dumbass," he whispered. "Don’t ever scare me like that again."
The baby shifted in his arms, letting out a little sigh. Bakugo looked down at her.
“…She’s got your nose. And my shitty attitude, probably.”
He gently touched your hand again, threading his fingers through yours.
“I’m gonna take care of her. And you. Even if I screw it up sometimes. Just… don’t leave me to do it alone.”
As if you heard him, your fingers twitched. Your eyelids fluttered open again, hazy but awake.
“Katsuki…?”
He exhaled sharply. Relief, love, guilt, everything hit at once.
“Yeah. I got her. I got both of you.”
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The apartment was warmer than you remembered. Maybe it was the spring sun filtering through the windows. Or maybe it was the tiny presence sleeping in the bassinet, just a few feet away.
You were finally home.
Moving hurt. Breathing still felt heavy sometimes. But Katsuki never left your side. Not once.
He held your hand as you walked slowly to the couch, gently helping you sit down, fluffing pillows behind your back like he’d done it a thousand times before—even if his ears turned red while doing it.
“You good?” he asked, kneeling in front of you. His eyes scanned your face like he was still checking for danger.
You nodded, smiling softly. “I’m okay.”
“You better be.” His voice was gruff, but his thumb brushed your knee gently. “Scared the hell outta me, y’know.”
“I know.”
He didn’t say it, but you could see it in his eyes—he had cried. Maybe more than once. You reached out and ran your fingers through his messy blond hair.
Then a little noise came from the bassinet. A squeak, then a full-blown wail.
“Shit,” he muttered, standing up fast. “I got her, I got her.”
You watched him scoop her up with more confidence than a few days ago. He didn’t look scared now. Just tired. But in love.
Katsuki rocked her gently, pacing around the living room with her tucked against his shoulder.
“I just changed you,” he muttered under his breath. “Can’t be that again. You hungry? You got my appetite, huh?”
You laughed softly. “She probably does.”
He glanced over, and something flickered in his expression—something raw, unspoken.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” he admitted. “With her. With you. But I’m trying. Every second.”
You blinked through sudden tears. “You’re doing amazing.”
Katsuki sat beside you with the baby, his arm sliding around your back so you could lean against him. She was quiet now, snuggled against his chest, tiny fingers curled into his shirt.
“She’s got your fire,” you whispered.
“Damn right she does,” he said. “You made her strong. Just like you.”
And in that moment, sitting on the couch in your little apartment, wrapped in each other’s warmth and the soft sounds of your new daughter breathing between you—everything felt right.
Not perfect. But real.
And real was enough.
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Requested by anonymous♡
A/n Really sorry if this isn't up to expectations😞 I tried my best also I'm so sorry for the late update!
"No More Games"
It was a typical afternoon at U.A. High School, and you were sitting in the classroom, mindlessly fiddling with a pencil as you waited for the next lesson to start. The usual chatter filled the room, but you were more focused on your own thoughts, distracted by the upcoming training session later that afternoon.
You didn’t notice at first, but someone was staring at you.
Katsuki Bakugo.
He was sitting at his desk across from yours, a scowl on his face, but his eyes were glued to you. You could feel his gaze, sharp and intense, but you didn’t think too much of it. Bakugo always looked like he was glaring at something or someone, so it wasn’t unusual. You were used to it by now.
The seconds stretched into minutes, and you glanced up, finally catching his stare. His eyes quickly darted away, his face flushing red, and he grumbled something under his breath. You just shrugged and went back to your thoughts, too oblivious to pick up on what was happening.
This wasn’t the first time Bakugo had acted strangely around you. Lately, you had noticed little things—like how he always seemed to be standing near you in training, or how he’d shoot sharp glances your way when he thought you weren’t looking. But it wasn’t like he was the easiest person to figure out. He was always so… Bakugo. Intense, fiery, and more than a little hard to read.
But something had changed in the past few weeks. It wasn’t just the stares or the little moments where you could have sworn his hand brushed against yours accidentally—no, there was something deeper to it. You just couldn’t quite put your finger on it.
And Bakugo? Well, he wasn’t one to express his feelings easily. In fact, he usually kept his distance from most people, especially when it came to emotions. But when it came to you... it was like he couldn’t help himself.
He’d gotten a little more... aggressive lately, in a way that wasn’t just his usual fiery attitude. He’d challenge you in training more, or mock you a little more than usual, but the way his eyes lingered on you made something deep in your chest tighten. Still, you pushed the thought away, thinking maybe you were imagining things.
It wasn’t until after class that things finally reached a boiling point.
You were walking down the hall, heading toward the dorms when you heard a voice calling your name.
“Oi! Y/N!”
You turned around and saw Bakugo striding toward you, his hands shoved in his pockets, his posture tense as usual.
“Yeah?” you said, giving him a curious look.
He came to a halt in front of you, his eyes narrowing. “Quit being an idiot.”
You blinked. “What?”
“I’ve been trying to make this damn obvious, and you’re still not getting it,” he snapped, his voice growing a little louder as his frustration began to show.
You raised an eyebrow, completely clueless. “Make what obvious?”
Bakugo growled, his fists tightening as if he was struggling to contain himself. “God, you’re so damn dumb!” His face was flushed with frustration, his usual scowl deepening. “I like you, okay?”
You stared at him, your mind stuttering. "What?"
He groaned, rubbing his forehead. "I’ve been trying to tell you, but you’re so damn oblivious. I like you, alright? I’ve liked you for a while now. Why do you think I’m always around you?"
For a moment, there was complete silence. You blinked, unsure if you had heard him right. Did Bakugo—Bakugo—just say that he liked you?
“No way…” you whispered to yourself, still processing.
“Are you seriously that thick?” he grumbled, his voice losing its usual intensity, but you could still hear the embarrassment underneath. “What do I have to do, huh? Set off a damn explosion just to get your attention?!”
You felt your heart race, suddenly realizing all the little signs you had missed—his presence always lingering near you, his stares, his teasing. And now, the confession you had never expected to come from him.
“I... I didn’t realize,” you admitted, your voice quiet as you took in the new information. “You never really said anything, and you’re always... well, Bakugo.”
“Yeah, I get it, alright?” he said, his hands coming up to tug at his hair in frustration. “I’m not good at this crap. I don’t do feelings or whatever, but you’ve been pissing me off because you don’t get it.”
You blinked a couple of times, still feeling the weight of his words hanging in the air. “So, you like me?” you repeated, just to make sure you understood.
“Yeah, I said it already, didn’t I?” Bakugo muttered, his face turning even redder, his hands crossing over his chest. “Damn, I’m not some idiot who can’t make himself clear. I like you. Are you happy now?”
You took a step closer, suddenly feeling bolder now that you knew what was going on. “Well, it’s about time you said something,” you teased, smiling at him.
Bakugo, clearly trying to hide his own embarrassment, scoffed. “I don’t need your damn pity smile,” he said gruffly, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—hope, maybe?
You tilted your head, considering for a moment. “I guess I don’t mind you being around. I think I like you too.”
Bakugo froze, staring at you as if he hadn’t expected you to actually say it. His eyes widened slightly, and for the first time in forever, he seemed lost for words.
“Wait... what?” he asked, clearly caught off guard.
You chuckled at his reaction. “I think I like you too, Bakugo. But next time, try not to be so dramatic about it, okay?”
He grunted, his face turning red again. “Tch, whatever. Don’t make a big deal out of it, alright?”
But despite his words, he couldn’t help but smile just a little as he turned away, his steps a little lighter.
You stood there, watching him go, a smile tugging at your lips. You had no idea how things were going to go from here, but for the first time, you felt like maybe—just maybe—Bakugo wasn’t as hard to read as you thought.
so I wanted to draw bakugo and mel together to celebrate bakus birthday and the gaslight district release but I didn’t know what pose to do then I thought of this and it’s perfect
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREAT EXPLOSION MURDER GOD DYNAMIGHT AKA BAKUBABY 🧡
also Mel’s here cuz I wanted to celebrate the gaslight district pilot release 💚
just remembered I couldn’t get the freddy fazbear and uzi doorman autism meme out of my head so I literally had to make one myself to ease the urge
|| My live reaction to the epilogue leaks yesterday was somenthing like: ||
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(Around 10/11 at night and shock as fuck)
What. The. Fuck. Am. I. Looking. At.
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WHAT DO YOU MEAN IZUOCHA CANON???WHEN???? WHERE IS THE DEVELOPMENT OF THAT?! THAT HAND-HOLDING FEELS SUPER WEAK, IT SEEMS LIKE A BROTHERLY ONE!! WHERE'S IZUKU'S SCAR???? Oh, the grow up monoma, denki and (Hero suit) sero design are pretty :D, WHY DOES JIROU HAVE TWO EARS?! WHY IS TOGA GETTING OCHAKO INTO A RELATIONSHIP WITH IZUKU?!? HER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT IS BEING DESTROIT AND YOURS TOO TOGA!!!! WHERE THE FUCK IS IZUKU'S DAD NOW?!?!?! EH??? WHAT??? KATSUKI MARRY WITH A WOMAN??? THAT ASSHOLE IS GAY AS FUCK WDYM?!?!? My dear bkdk, oooh my sad soulmates (╥﹏╥)!! WHY SHOTO'S HERO NAME IS AIR-CONDITIONING!?!?
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(Today with the translation)
NOOOOO, WDYM KATSUKI WAS REJECTED?!?!!?? AND HOW THE FUCK PEOPLE ARE MAKING SAD ANGST'S AU'S SO FAST????
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(seeing the theories that the leaks are fake)
Yeah... were in denial.
|| THEORY TIMEEE ||
|| HEEEEY, SO what if All For One is actually STILL ALIVE and just put the few remaining embers of his consciousness into the embers of the Ofa? (which were SO SMALL that they seemed like just dust and were transferred through the bloody fist clash of Izuku and Tomura) ||
|| THEREEE FOOOOR, who we see is not our Izuku, but Afo going unnoticed pretending to be Izuku, that's why he rejection Katsuki's offert! (because being the closest person to Izuku and having him EVEN closer every day, he would start to notice Izuku weirder than normal, like something IS off) And the why he goes with Uraraka and they become a couple! :D (The man is so goddamn desperate that he's going to do what he did with Inko again hoping that this time it will work and that his son/daughter won't inherit the Quirkless genes like Izuku) ||
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I'm just in denial guys, I'm just fine :)
|| The girl who just looks is Katsuki for sure. I have no proof but no doubt either- ||
I started watching a new k-drama and this scene is perfect for dfo!😂
Hisashi returned home! 😂😂
(K-drama Romance in the House)
|| Sometimes I like to re-watch the first chapters/seasons of My Hero Academia, and I find it funny that Katsuki was like Afo but without being a scary, violent, analytical and terrorist villain. (I mean, when he was little, in middle school it was something else-) ||
|| I mean, Katsuki is what would have happened if Afo read all the chapters of that superhero comic :D (I realized this and now I can't get it out of my fucking head.) ||
|| Okay, on one hand, part of me is sad because we didn't see much of Dad For One in this chapter and now i'm like this: ||
|| But on the other hand my bkdk shipper side is like this: ||
we all agree bkdk is a sun and moon dynamic but have we considered that they both see each other as the sun and think of themselves as the moon
Aizawa & Katsuki in the car!
Based on https://archiveofourown.org/works/23931994
Poor sweet homosexual boom boom bomb
Katsuki the morning after 431
guys i think i did something..
i have the urge to turn this into a series idk
Katsuki Bakugou was definitely one of those tank top and booty shorts in the middle of winter kids. Tell me I'm wrong.. 😞
Here's your reminder, anyone Momo's size and less is shorter than JoJo siwa
😶..
They're so adorbs, I love that they gave their younger selves to each other because they knew they'd be more content with the other instead of themself 😭
They know how to deal with each other better
Another brainfart but it's MHA related
IzuOcha is cute but this BkDk and TogaChako so be warned !!!
Basically, Royal!AU where Izuku and Ochako are betrothed to each other, but Izuku likes one of his knights (Katsuki) and Ochako has taken a liking to the bandit who has been appearing on wanted posters lately (Toga) and so they're just two doomed gays.
I wanna see someone write abt this, good or bad ending.
been scouring my art files since ive been trying to advertise commissions and am grasping at straws for examples and thought id share this kacchan. ignore shoto on the right ill make a better todobaku drawing one day
its been a while since ive last posted here but i saw someone draw rodydeku fanart with rody wearing trans tape and i haven't been able to get the idea of kacchan with them out of my head since
User is antisocial so while the rest of the class in the dorms common area they're chilling in their room by themselves on their phone or whtev and Bakugo is crushing on user and he goes to them 😽💥
Ps. Loving ur work im eating ts like a starved woman u angel omg 🙏
Haha thank you means a lot lovely! I had so much fun writing this so thanks for the request. I hope it’s what you mean 🫶
Antisocial
Bakugo x fem reader
Everyone was lounging around in the common room of the dorms, kirishima, denki and Sero were arguing over which pro hero’s they think they could win in a fight against.
The girls were gossiping, they also dragged todoroki along with them. Him just nodding away at their conversations often replying with oh’s and mhm’s when they chime him in.
While Izuku was scribbling away in his journal.
Bakugo was sat next to kirishima, not paying attention to any of their antics because he was to busy looking for you.
Bakugo has kinda had a thing for you for awhile now, took him a while to realise he actually liked you because of his stubborn nature but once he did he was going insane.
You were a very anti social person and you only ever really had conversations when needed or when others talked to you.
You were the complete opposite of Bakugo his loud nature with your quiet one but surprisingly you both got along really well.
Maybe it was the fact you both had romantic feelings for each other.
But both of you were to scared to admit it.
You were scared because how could Bakugo like someone like you? He was loud and you were quiet, he had seemed to have high expectations for everybody and you were worried you didn’t quite fit under any of them.
And Bakugo was scared because he never really knew how you were feeling because you never really socialise with anyone. Hell he can’t even go and ask one of the girls because you rarely talk to them. (They all love you though, they think your the sweetest they just let you do your own thing)
You found comfort in being alone with your own company and your phone, which is precisely what you were doing right now, on your phone in your dorm room.
Bakugo was getting frustrated as he hadn’t seen you much (he just misses you) so he decided if you weren’t going to socialise with him, he was gonna socialise with you.
With a huff he gets up off the couch, ignoring his friends protests and heads to your dorm.
He knocks loudly hoping to give you enough warning before barging in making you jump and clutch your chest, your phone flying out of your hands.
“Jesus Bakugo! You scared me”
“Tch didn’t mean to”
He came in and shut the door behind him before standing there awkwardly, he didn’t really think this far ahead.
Shit.
You look up at him, sighing before patting the spot on the bed next to you.
He nods and heads over before sitting down his body whole tense.
It was a very akward and tense silence both not knowing what to say.
He clears his throat before speaking
“Didn’t see you much today.”
“Yeah I didn’t wanna eat with the others so I took my lunch outside, and after class I came straight here.”
You look away embarrassed, which he finds absolutely adorable.
“Why not?”
“People aren’t my scene”
“Bet you wouldn’t know.”
You say, his eyebrows quirk up giving you a confused look,
“The fuck does that mean”
“You know, your loud and very body loves you and you have loads of friends.”
“Those idiots aren’t my friends and m’not that loud”
“Sooo… you don’t have any friends then?”
There’s a pause, he hesitates before saying in a soft tone
“Your my friend”
“Really? I get to be friends with THE Bakugo?”
Your tone is playful and he just smiles slightly before you nudge him with your elbow saying,
“Your my friend too”
There another pause of silence but this time it’s more of a comfortable one, Like you both are soaking in each other presence, and Bakugo is finally letting his body relax.
“This is nice, I enjoy the peace like this.”
You smile down at your lap, you alone with your crush. In your dorm. By yourself.
Oh.
Your cheeks heat up.
“Correction, I enjoy peace with you.”
You say not bothering to look up at him.to worried he will see how hard your blushing right now.
He turns his head when he hears you say this internally giggling and kicking his feet.
“Oh yeah?”
“Mhm”
Again, another beat of silence.
“Do you wanna do this more often? Sometime soon? Just us two, maybe lunch?”
His heart is beating in his chest so hard he feel like it might fall out of his ass.
“Are you asking me on a date?”
“Yeah I think I am.”
He was sweating, what if you down right rejected him? Oh god. He wouldn’t be able to live that down. He was really overthinking it. See what you so to him?
“I would love to.”
You whisper.
He looks over to you noticing how your avoiding eye contact and how flushed you look.
“Are you blushing?”
“No” you say looking around causing him to let out a breathy chuckle.
His index finger hooks under your chin turning your head towards him. And he’s instantly meet with your whole face red as a tomato.
“Aw you are!”
You blush even harder. Omg omg you think to yourself,
His hand comes up to cup your cheek, and looks down at your lips, leaning in but stopping an inch away, before looking back up at your eyes.
You nod, and he leans in and presses his lips against yours, it’s slow, and his lips are?
Surprisingly soff?
For someone with a fiery temper god he has soft lips.
He pulls away from the kiss and smirks,
“So I’ll see you at lunch tomorrow?”
“Mhm” you say nodding your head to flustered to form a real answer,
And before you blink he is gone.
And your left there stunned. And you don’t have anyone to talk to about this.
As Bakugo closes your door behind him he leans against the wall and he is blushing so HARD. He wants to go back in there and do it again, he misses you already.
But he can’t let you see how flustered you make him.
After all he is still Bakugo.
HII!!!
i loveloveLOVE ur smau’s, could u do one for katsuki bakugo? enemies to lovers ?? the storyline and stuff can be anything u want.
pls feel free to add any details u want 😭😭
and no pressure !!!
technical foul | k. bakugo
you're vice captain to his captain on the soccer team. working together was never the problem. staying out of each other's way was.
Please bakugo friends to lover! User and him started texting bc of a group project then it goes from there when he texts them constantly if they are missing class or didn’t show up to school at all
standard deviation | k. bakugo
the plan was to finish the slides and turn in your project. not get used to talking every night.
happy birthday bakugo i’m greening out in your honor
happy birthday bakugo i’m rolling one up in your honor