Tumgik
#bakugou hcs
izurou · 2 years
Text
if katsuki has told you once, he’s told you a thousand times—don’t wait up for me.
you never did understand what all the fuss was about. sure, the fatigue would catch up to you after a few consecutive days of doing so—but it was never anything a little more sleep in the morning couldn’t solve.
still, after seeing how adamant he was about the whole thing, you dropped the habit altogether—or at least, he thought you did.
it’s almost midnight when katsuki arrives home, easing the front door shut with the utmost care. he doesn’t bat an eye upon noticing the dull amber glow emanating from the kitchen—you always leave the little light above the stove on for him. he does however, feel his heart skip a beat when he rounds the corner and sees a figure clad in black sitting at his kitchen island.
he easily recognizes the figure as you—seemingly lost in your own little world as you rest your chin in your palm and stare down at your phone. you click on a news article that catches your eye—one from just two hours ago. dynamight’s big rescue! on the evening of tuesday september 6th, three villains entered a bank around ni—
“the hell are you doin’?” his voice lingers from the doorway, much softer than usual—because he knows you’re unaware of his presence.
it startles you nonetheless, but it could have been much worse—he probably just saved you from a major heart attack. a true hero, even off duty.
“just some light reading,” you turn your head and give him a sheepish smile, simultaneously giving him a once over for any injuries. fortunately, you find none—not that you can see at least.
“meant what’re you doin’ up,” he replies, crossing his strong arms over his chest as he takes a few steps further into the kitchen.
“waiting for you,” you hum, hopping out of your chair and padding over to him. he watches, from the moment those words leave your mouth to the moment you wrap your arms around his neck—and then he turns his head. “kats, i missed you.”
he knew it was coming, but that didn’t mean it was any easier to hear. lately, with this increase in crime, you’ve been seeing him less and less. he hates it, but he knows you—and how quick you’d drop everything for a little more time together. he’s witnessed it, all those late nights and early mornings, they took a toll on you—and you don’t deserve that. so, he put an end to it, made sure you knew how important your health was, and had you sleeping like a baby by ten o’clock most nights. but, here you are.
“go,” he nods towards the stairs and rests a hand on your lower back, ushering you ever so gently. “‘ll be there in fifteen.”
he’ll inhale his dinner, wash up at the speed of light, and slide into bed next to you—just like the old days, right?
“i haven’t eaten yet,” you mumble.
you feel his hand stiffen up, and he’s no longer steering you towards your bedroom. he peers down, scarlet eyes boring into you from right beneath his furrowed brow—because he knows that you know, he’d never let you go to bed on an empty stomach. touché.
“pain in my ass,” he mutters, dropping his hand and letting you shuffle towards the fridge where you’re harbouring two plates of leftovers. he trails his gaze down to your feet, and you swear you hear a little snort slip out of him.
as if drowning yourself in his hoodie and sweats wasn’t enough, you have his slippers on—and they’re a size, or seven too big for your feet. you don’t have enough fingers to count all the times he’s called you ronald, or said that he didn’t know the fuckin’ circus was back in town. he can make all the clown jokes he wants, you’ll never give up that warmth and comfort—him getting a kick out of the whole thing is a side effect you can handle.
“how was patrol?” you ask, sliding one of the plates into the microwave. you more or less know how it went, but you’ll keep that to yourself.
he mumbles a same old shit before giving you a vague rundown of the bank robbery—well, the attempted bank robbery. he’s cut off by the loud beeps that echo throughout the room. you reach for the button that opens the little door, but he beats you to it, nudging you away with his hip. he removes the plate—and it’s blatantly obvious that it’s his—the portion size being a dead giveaway. still, he holds it out for you to take. “eat.”
the look on your face must’ve said it all, because he’s quick to follow up. “‘ll finish what you don’t, baby. sit, eat.”
his gaze lingers on you for just a tad longer than usual before he turns around and heads for the second plate. there’s probably half the amount of food on this one, but he doesn’t seem to mind. so you sit, and eat. he’s not far behind, plopping down next to you just a couple minutes later.
“katsuki?” you side eye him, thinking about how cute he looks with his cheeks all full. it’s been a little while since you’ve sat down and had a meal with him—this is perfect, just what you wanted. still, you can’t help but look ahead as you yearn for a little more. “will you wake me up before you leave tomorrow morning?”
“mmm,” he holds his hand in front of his mouth, rapidly chewing the remainder of his bite so he can answer you. “whatever, but if you swing at me once ‘m leavin’ you there.”
as much as katsuki would love to have a testy six am encounter with the little overtired monster that is you—he won’t, because he’s going to let you sleep until your sweet heart’s content.
you won’t be happy, he knows that—hell, maybe you’ll even swing at him tomorrow evening while fully awake. nah, who’s he kidding? you’d never consciously do that. he almost smiles at the thought though, biting the inside of his cheek to prevent it.
right, you won’t be happy, but you’ll get over it. it’s his job to get up early, come home late, and deal with all the bullshit in between.
because, in all aspects of life—from sleep, right down to the level of warmth and comfort you feel on your feet—katsuki believes you deserve just a little more than him.
9K notes · View notes
prodkatsu · 1 year
Text
habits katsuki have as your boyfriend ⨾ bakugou katsuki
Tumblr media
katsuki having a habit of slapping your ass out of nowhere.
you're well into your relationship for over two years and this man's tendency to slap you ass out of nowhere never seemed to go away.
you're picking up the scattered laundry from the floor of your laundry room and katsuki pass by the door. as soon as his eyes fell over your bent over form, he striding over to you and slapping your ass.
there's nothing sexual about his habit. it's a playful habit of katsuki that seemed to skyrocket after getting in a relationship with you, and it rarely leads to something sexual. there's a shit eating grin on his face afterwards and then he's fleeing the room.
katsuki cook as his way of apologizing.
he knows he mess up a lot and his attitude often time upsets you, but as much as he doesn't like to admit that he is sorry, he also doesn't like to see you upset.
he would leave his agency earlier than usual if that morning you two left on a bitter note and come home after doing some grocery shopping. he cooks for you and wait for you to return from your work. after you do he treats you like a queen and serves you the food like your servent.
you might not even be that mad over him for something so petty but he takes it as his personal mission to make up to you with everything that he have. after feeding you to your heart's content, when you both lay down in the bed to sleep off the tiredness, he whisper quiet 'i'm sorry' to show his genuine grief.
katsuki have a sharp memory and he uses it to remember your every detail.
he knows how after eating too much sugar you always want something spicy to even out the taste. so, he always prepares something spicy for you after you had too many sweets.
he knows how you have a habit of bouncing your knees when you're nervous or anxious for some reason. so, he would place his hands on your knees nonchalantly to remind you that he is here and you don't need to worry.
he knows you get distracted when you're working very easily. so, he would always sternly remind you to work properly and then would spoil you with love after you complete your work.
he pays attention to all your needs and always tries his best to fulfill your wants.
katsuki likes to make breakfast in the morning, not only because he likes cooking but also because he wake up before you daily and wants to spoil you with a nice breakfast in bed.
he takes making your day better with a good breakfast very seriously.
katsuki leans down to hear you better if you're in a crowded place.
a gentle hand on your waist to steer you clear from bumping into something. he makes you walk on the inner side of sidewalk and would put his hand on your lower back when you're crossing a road.
katsuki is a boyfriend who despite his loud and rude attitude, still does his best to be as caring and loving as he can be.
Tumblr media
© prodkatsu — do not plagiarise, translate or repost my work on any other sites. the characters that i write about are not mine (sadly), they belong to their respective creators.
5K notes · View notes
pettydollie · 3 months
Text
thinking about bakugou with a wife who has “too many” pets..
just to be clear, you have 5 fur babies. two puppies, two kitties, and a bunny. your first puppy is a brown poodle named Lady like from lady and the tramp bc she kinda resembles her (except she’s much more poofy). her second puppy is Sprinkle. sprinkle is a lil maltese and he’s pretty small. next, her cat Dolly is a persian white kitty who always has pink bows in her hair. she’s kind of sassy tbh, but she probably gets it from her daddy. second cat is a full brown white cat named Bubba. he’s a very sleepy baby. finally, you have a light brown bunny named mocha.
all of your girls have cute pink bows on their fur and gosh, you have too many pictures of them looking adorable
fyi, katsuki thinks your names for them are absurd and extremely silly, but he doesn’t mind. he thinks it’s cute.
this man will wake up in the morning with both of your puppies jumping all over your shared bed and you’re wide awake, laughing and playing with them. katsuki snarls and hides under the covers, trying to go back to sleep. until he heard you gasp.
you immediately get out of bed and katsuki sits up, extremely worried. his face frowns as he sees dog urine on his sheets. “what the fuc..” he rubs his eye aggressively and watches as you take both puppies off the bed. “he’s not potty trained yet.. sorry honey.”
he rolls his eyes and shrugs. “t’s alright.”
when you’re around the kids pets, he’ll pretend like he doesn’t have a favorite. just to show consideration. but he absolutely loves your oldest, bubba the cat. he’s just so sleepy and cuddly and soft and it makes him so happy. he’s also quiet compared to your other cat, dolly. katsuki likes to joke that bubba has manners and dolly is a spoiled little girl.
one day, the two of you are shopping at PetCo for food, a new water bowl, etc just supplies. when you wander off and find an adorable white and black bunny. katsuki eventually finds you and he’s like “oh hell no.” he shakes his head. “no more kids, you have enough.” he firmly states, folding his arms and raising a brow. you hold your hands together, feeling an overwhelming excitement. “but- she’s sooo pretty!! plus, mocha needs a friend.” you turn to face katsuki with pleading eyes. you place your hand gently on the cage for dramatic affect
katsuki sighs and gives in, walking away to find an employee. you clap your hands in joy and begin brainstorming a name
when you two get home, you’re excitedly holding your newest babie. you lightly run to your bunny’s cage and show her who you’re holding as katsuki locks the door. “look, mocha!! i got you a friend today.”
so that leaves you two with 6 kids to raise
352 notes · View notes
majirosanomikey · 2 years
Text
When Bakugou finally accepts the fact that he likes you, his whole manner changes.
Constantly smiling to himself. Shows his concern when you get hurt. Stands close beside you in the elevator rather then infront and at a distance.
Picks you up in the morning and drops you off in the afternoon whenever you let him. Constantly asking his friends what you meant with a certain thing you did that day.
Reading a few of those stupid romance books you love so much. He'll even eat the unhealthy food you love but, he won't skip out on lecturing you about the chemical additives.
People definitely notice too.
His staff shocked when he for the first time greets them with a "Good morning" and a smile rather then his usual light bow before walking away.
His friends suspicious when they catch him smiling to himself, even messing up his drink with the very specific measurements.
Don't forget the articles about his special someone after the paparazzi catch him smiling at his phone on patrol.
7K notes · View notes
malandro-m · 9 months
Text
bestfriend!Bakugou does not care one bit that you two accidentally got married in Vegas 🤷🏾‍♀️
696 notes · View notes
trueshellz · 1 year
Text
Completely self-indulgent, I'm learning (and failing) to learn how to swim at the moment and I didn't realise how terrified I was of it until we went to the deep end today.
Tumblr media
"Katsuki, I can't."
Your hands gripped his biceps, fingers digging into the corded muscles as he waded you both into the swimming pool. It was early evening and there was a faint lilac and pink hue as the sun started setting. His hair was laying flat on his head, the water dripping rivulets down his face to the small grin he was adorning.
"I gotcha, don't worry."
"But... it's too deep."
"You love it."
He snorted, shaking his head a little and it took you a few seconds before the meaning came to you and you lightly smacked the planes of his chest.
"Oh, shush."
You could feel your face heating as he moved you both to the middle of the pool, the edge and flat ground seemed to far away. Despite his strong hands holding your waist, your legs moving in time with his, you knew without a doubt if he let go you would sink like the Titanic.
"Don't let go. I mean, it Katsuki. Not even for a second."
Taking a deep breath as he used one arm to pull you closer, his arm banded around your waist close to him as the other held your jaw gently. Your hand resting on his shoulders, fingers in the darkened locks at the base of his neck as his forehead met yours in a gentle tap, crimson eyes meeting yours fondly.
"You trust me?" You nodded, of course you did. "Then trust me."
2K notes · View notes
r2katsu · 1 year
Text
scenario for when dating Katsuki...
Tumblr media Tumblr media
mha m.list | gn!reader | fluff
Dating Katsuki would include meeting his lovely mother 🥰 and of course he didn't want you meeting his mom out of all people, his dad? Not too much of a problem you already met him on a few occasions over the phone while his family was face timing Katsuki, but his mother?? in person?? live??Fuck no "babe, I don't want you seeing her is all." "but whyyy??" "cuz I said so." 😡
Eventually his mom requested to have you over for dinner and well..we can say she likes you more and calls you her future in law 🥺 "I'm even surprised this brat got someone he actually cares about and between you and me he really is down bad for you...and if he fucks up I'll beat his ass, you have my word but I'm sure he'll hold onto you as much as he can 'cause I know he ain't letting you go that easy." She patted you on the head and said "welcome the family kid."
well sorry for making Mitsuki so sweet in this 🙄
likes & reblogs are appreciated mi amores 💋
1K notes · View notes
hentyehottie · 1 year
Note
For awhile my favorite pair of sweatpants had a hole in the crotch and after a long day of work I didn’t want to wear underwear and have them chafing my ass so I would just be very careful how I sat and shit but imagine how Katsuki would react if he found out you were walking around with no underwear on in pants that had a hole exposing ur pussy if u moved wrong. (My thighs are so big they mostly hid it lmao) I just imagine him being so mean about it.
Next time say hi 😭 buttt this was a great hc so I turned it into something lol
Pairing: K. Bakugo x Chubby Fem!Reader
Warnings: 18+ MDNI
fingering, degradation (use of slut, whore, etc), aged up characters, y’all are both adults
🌸Listen, Katsuki would totally be a mean little shit about this. But in his defense, It’s his first time dating a thick bitch so he probably doesn’t even know what chafing is 😭
🌸So of course he thinks you’re being a lil slut— thinks you’re a lazy little whore who probably cut the hole for easier access to play with your pussy.
🌸Or maybe you’re just being a dumb brat, trying to tease and tempt him, being selfish with your pretty pussy like it already doesn’t belong to him.
🌸He didn’t even know why you loved wearing those dumb ass pants anyway. He loved seeing your thick thighs and juicy ass in nothing but those cheeky pink panties with the heart design on the ass.
🌸So when he teleports himself from across the room to sitting beside you, he’s just that damn fast, he’s fucking floored when he catches a glimpse of your bare pussy through that hole.
🌸He looks at you with an unreadable face, but one thing you can tell, he’s fucking annoyed. Most of all he’s fucking offended.
🌸He’s got a face to ride and all this dick for you to sit on, yet you’ve resorted to rubbing your pussy through your pants like a horny loser in college.
🌸Next thing you know he’s slapping your laptop closed and tossing it aside like it’s not a thousand dollar piece of machinery.
🌸Then he’s on you, spreading your thick thighs and tossing your left leg over his shoulder. Your body goes rigid when you feel it—he’s rubbing your clit right through that hole.
🌸He just knows you cut it to fuck with him. But he doesn’t expect you to be as shocked as you are. You’re looking at him with those big dumb eyes and that stupidly cute face, makes him lose his damn mind every time.
🌸“What? This what ya wanted, right?” He’s taunting you heavily and on top of that you lose the feeling of his fingers rubbing those slow circles. Your whimpers of protest are pathetic, trying to be innocent when you’re really just a whore. His whore.
🌸“Wan’ me to stop?” He’s pressing his forehead up against yours, almost like he’s studying you. It’s so intimate but also intimidating, which is why you’re focusing your eyes down and away from his.
🌸“Do you want me to stop, dumbass?” His voice has more bass this time, a little scary but so fucking hot. The shaking of your head has him grinning evilly. “N-no.”
🌸Good cause after a light pinch to your clit, he’s flipping his hand palm up and stuffing two thick fingers into your cunt.
🌸You’re already wet and squelching around his fingers. He’s relentless, squeezing and kneading your thigh like a damn stressball as he fucks those fingers into you so hard and fast.
🌸You’re on the verge of tears with how good his fingers are making you feel. Especially when he begins to curl and flick them up and down, bumping that gummy area at the roof of your cunt and forcing a broken moan of his name for you lips. “Uhhuh, needy bitch.”
🌸He’s staring at your fucked out face, eyes fluttering open every so often, mouth open in a wide ‘o’. “Fuckin’ pathetic. Got a man but ya’ still gotta rub one out huh?”
🌸His taunting fell on deaf ears as he fucked you with his fingers. You’re too fucked out on a cloud of euphoria to even respond anything intelligent.
🌸Your sweaty palm is slipping against the smooth leather of the couch so you dig your nails into his forearms, having no where else to grab. Of course he doesn’t mind, he didn’t fight crime everyday to be afraid of a little scratches.
🌸You’re cooing and keening, several curses of ‘oh fuck’ and ‘right fucking there’ spilling from your lips. “Shut the fuck up, like I don’t know how to work your needy cunt.”
🌸Your eyes widen at his harsh words, cunt clenching simultaneously. “Kats, you’re b-being mean.” He doesn’t say anything, but he presses a kiss to your lips. Quick though, cause he’s still upset in love with you.
🌸As soon as he feels your pussy clenching around his fingers he’s pulling them out. Then he sits up, pulling you down and prying your legs wider, one pressed against your chest and the other strewn over the back of the couch.
🌸You might as well kiss those sweatpants goodbye babes cause as soon as he hooks his fingers inside that hole, the meanest smirk on his face, you hear the dreading sound of fabric ripping.
🌸You’d look down in absolute horror to see a gaping hole right at your crotch and his dick now freed, pushing right up against your sopping cunt.
🌸You saw all 8.5 inches of that slightly curved cock with his pretty pink tip kissing right up against your entrance, teasing with every shallow thrust he gave. “Relax baby, just givin’ you what you wanted..”
2K notes · View notes
doumadono · 5 months
Note
Can I have 💧 with Bakugo??? (for the emoji game)
As Bakugo grew older, the consequences of his explosive quirk became increasingly evident. The very power that had defined his hero journey began to exact a toll on his own well-being. Initially, Bakugo's hearing loss became a wall between the two of you. Frustration and pride clashed as he pushed you away, unwilling to accept the vulnerability that came with his diminishing senses. Slowly, Bakugo allowed you into the realm of his insecurities, a space he had fiercely guarded. The realization that he could count on you, even in his moments of weakness, marked a turning point. You became his anchor in the silence, a source of comfort in a world that had grown quieter. In the quiet moments, Bakugo found solace with his head resting on your lap. As he napped without the aid of hearing devices, he found comfort in the safety you provided, knowing that vulnerability didn't equate to weakness when shared with someone who truly cared.
155 notes · View notes
kusaka6e · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
RISKY
prohero bakugou x fem!reader
sfw
hi :) sorry for being so inactive i’ve been dealing w the loss of a family member really close to me and i’ve just had no motivation to write so if this sucks pls just bare with me :,)
———
when you entered the hero charts in japan, you didn’t know what to expect. your quirk had manifested much later than expected, but you seemed to be able to use it very well. you excelled in your hero studies programs in high school, but your home country was extremely sexist towards female heroes. so, you headed for japan.
you’d been living there less than a year, but couldn’t imagine your life any other way. you’d become extremely close with kirishima when you started working for his agency, which forced you and bakugou to be close. truth be told, you two couldn’t stand each other at first. you were both headstrong, stubborn, very stuck in your own ways.
but, he grew on you. not like you’d ever tell him that, but he did mean a lot to you. you two looked out for each other in battle at work, and went to war trying to out-drink each other when you went out with the rest of your friend group. even though sometimes he would unexplainably give you the silent treatment or be extra irritable with you at any given moment, you didn’t think too much of it.
so when you took a flying leap off the top of a skyscraper going after a villain, it really pissed bakugou off.
you, him, kirishima, and izuku had already been on the lookout for an anonymous criminal behind a child-trafficking scheme in the city. there was a call reported from a large medical complex building, to include a daycare center and pediatrician’s office on the floors there.
bakugou, izuku, and kirishima were handling most of the rescue aspects. thankfully, you’d all responded quick enough that no children were kidnapped or severely injured. meanwhile, you were chasing a criminal up the floors of the building, determined to get answers out of him.
“what are you doing with those kids?!”
“i-i don’t know, really! the boss just sent me here to get them!”
and he was adamantly refusing to name his boss. so when he attempted to jump off the roof of the building, you went after him without a second thought. you were wrestling with him as you both hurtled towards the ground, swearing you were either going to get answers or die trying.
bakugou saw all of this happen from ground level, using his explosions to get to you as quickly as possible.
the villain manages to clock you in the face, blurring your vision and disorienting you.
“deku!” bakugou grabs the villain by the arm, throwing him down to deku and blasting himself towards you, keeping an arm around you as he lowers you both down to the ground.
he rushes you back to the agency, the medic team examining you thoroughly. they determine that you don’t need any further medical attention, just suggesting that you rest for the remainder of the day.
you take an extra long shower in the agency locker room, surprised to see that you’re not alone when you enter the co-ed section of the locker room. bakugo is sitting with his head in hands, donning a red riot t-shirt and sweats.
“surprised you’re still here.” you open your locker, putting your suit into your duffel.
“i wanted to make sure you didn’t try to pull any stupid shit again.”
“again?”
“you’re kidding, right?”
“i have no idea what you’re talking about.”
his jaw clenches, making you raise a brow as he huffs in exasperation.
“that shit you pulled earlier! why’d you jump off the roof?!”
“oh, that.”
he stands, walking closer to you as his face heats with anger.
“oh that, like you couldn’t have died?!”
“and what if i did? that’s kind of in my contract.”
your nonchalant attitude is only infuriating him more, knowing you’re striking a nerve.
“and what if you did, seriously?? the people who care about you would be absolutely crushed and you fucking know it! stop trying to act so careless!”
“and just let that guy get away and put even more kids at risk? i don’t think so.”
“then why not send me or deku after him?! our quirks let us fly, yours doesn’t you idiot!”
“because i don’t value my own life over doing my job or those of children?! why are you acting like this?!”
“because you are trying to downplay the stupid ass decision you made! just because you’re a hero doesn’t mean you turn everything into a suicide mission!”
“and if i did die taking that guy down, who fucking cares?!”
he lets out an infuriated yell, punching a locker a few doors away from yours and completely caving in the door.
“kirishima cares! so does fucking deku, and mina, and god damn dunceface! i care, for fucks sake!”
“listen, i appreciate you all a lot. but im not gonna put any of that above saving kids, bakug-“
“katsuki.”
“what?”
“you call me katsuki.”
you pause, raising at eyebrow at his demand
“just because this is your job doesn’t mean your life loses all its value! you don’t become disposable just to save other people!”
“i’m not yours to put that much value to, katsuki!”
“what if i wanted you to be?!” his eyes widen, realizing what had just come out of his mouth.
“then fucking act like it!” you wear a similar expression, staring at him wide eyed.
you’re both breathless and red in the face, staring at each other as you both process what’s been said.
in one move, he sweeps you off your feet, wrapping your legs around him and sitting you on the counter in the lockerroom under one of the mirrors. your hands are exploring all over his upper body, one settling in his hair as you pull him impossibly close to you.
“you’re the biggest brat in the world, you know that?” he mumbles against your lips.
“you love it.”
518 notes · View notes
dearieshima · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
━the god fraud━☂☄
☄. *. ⋆ and so it was, in the soldier's death, he found a love, that took his breath. he passed away, with a smile serene, for he knew his love, would always be
☄. *. ⋆ mortal warrior!k.bakugou x goddess of death!reader, death/happy end, comfort, fluff, greek mythology au
Tumblr media
THIS MAN IS A FRAUD.
A god fraud.
It was a source of laughter for your blessed companions,
"The number of lives he has taken exceeds yours, Y/N." Kaminari, the God of mischief laughed like he had done to the local when he turned his wife into a donkey. "Perhaps you should consider retiring."
Which you did not. Even though you were put on hold by a rage-fueled mortal wielding a generational sword, you still had the inviolable responsibility of guiding the soldiers' souls he'd released into Aizawa's lair.
Besides, all mortals must die regardless of the circumstances. His death is inevitable as the ones he lay on the ground.
So you'll lend him the role of cessation for a while, like a father lending a sharpened sword to his son and instilling the belief that he is an indomitable warrior. You'll let him believe that he is unmatched and immortal forever.
But when that time comes, when that boy finally pokes his eye out with that sword, you'll be there to re-establish your role as death and steal Bakugou Katsuki's final breath.
Tumblr media
KNOWN AS A MAN WHO accusingly took more lives than the goddess of death herself, Katsuki has both chased and retreated from the cold grip of death.
With every throat he slit, a chest he punctured, an arm he separated from its host, he delivers his promise to kill for the one that he loves and his people worship.
Which, for the unfortunate case of a mortal like himself, is you.
Death.
He's attracted death.
And death is attracted to him.
Everywhere he travels, there's death. He brings death for death to see death.
Because you are a vision of serene tranquility and peacefulness. You have a calming presence that eases the pain and suffering of those around you.
Your eyes are deep and dark, yet warm and compassionate. Your skin is smooth and flawless, as if untouched by the harsh realities of life.
You are dressed in a gown of black silk that shimmers in the moonlight, and your movements are graceful and fluid as if you were dancing to the silent melody of groaning men inching on the threshold of death.
And as you approach, goners can sense a gentle breeze, carrying the fragrance of roses and lilies.
But Katsuki smells the faint scent of those roses and lilies from a safe distance as he watches you beckon with a gentle hand to invite those who are ready to leave the world and join you in the afterlife.
Because just like any mortal who fears the unknown, Katsuki is afraid of dying.
Which is quite strange for a man who indulges in the death of others.
But it's human to wonder if he'll be treated the same (or even better) as the bodies that lay around him- if he'll be touched with hands as cold as the heart of a blizzard or hands warm like sand in the morning dew.
So for now, he'll patiently be impatient as he gets the sweet rift of roses and lilies from far away.
Tumblr media
THERE COMES A DAY THAT everybody looks forward to.
It might be the delivery of new life.
It might be a day when you and a significant other celebrate accomplishments.
Or it might be a holiday.
And fortunately for Katsuki's rivals, that day has come.
The delivery of death.
His death.
A death that's taken rain check after rain check...
Until now.
Katsuki is laid on his back, the sword still punctuated in his loyal heart that works even on its deathbed to provide blood for the rest of his body, blood that'll never reach its desired place and instead dye the grass red below him.
He probably has thirty seconds left in him.
Anybody would've died the second the sword entered their chest, but because katsuki was strong and careful of what to eat, he lasted longer.
Painfully longer.
But Katsuki gratefully uses twenty-two seconds to reflect on his life.
He was a good man, Katsuki pulls himself to finally agree, wasting twelve seconds of the precious time he has left, he killed to protect.
Katsuki was at least glad he was left in a position where he could see the night sky. He had heard that the star, a star his people named Evënus, shined brighter than the others on the day of his birth.
And while he didn't get the chance to witness it, he sees it now, shining brighter than the others near the constellation Scorpius.
He spends two more seconds just staring at Evënus.
Will your hands be warm? He wonders for just a second.
He then feels his head being elevated and placed on a soft and comfortable surface.
Then, those eyes, deep and dark, yet warm and compassionate, that he had come to both love and fear, blocked his view from the sky.
He was now knocking on death's door.
Or, just laying on death's thighs, scented as if they were just running threw a rose and lily field.
Without thinking (his brain may be draining out of blood), he opens his mouth,
"Goddess, before I go, I want ta' confess something to you. I love you. I have came to accept death, 'cause I knew that in your embrace, I would find eternal peace and love."
26.
You reply, your fingers swimming in the blonde tufts of his hair, feeding onto his forever slumber,
"warrior, your words are kind, but you mistake the nature of my embrace. I do not offer love or peace to those who come to me. I offer only the end of life, the release from pain and suffering, and the return to the cycle of existence. Death is not something to be loved or feared, but simply accepted as a natural part of life."
27.
Katsuki nuzzles into your touch, his words becoming limited, "'m love you."
28.
You reply, a smile gracing you lips- gracing him,
"Your words are sweet, warrior, but they are also a distraction from the truth. Death is not a lover or a friend, but a force of nature, like the wind or the rain. It comes when it must, and it takes what it will. You cannot bargain with-"
29.
Katsuki repeats, cutting you off. You fill his head with so many words, but he comes out with three that share one syllable, "'m love you."
30.
"Your love is a gift, warrior, but it is also a burden. Do not cling to it too tightly, or it will become a weight that drags you down into darkness. Remember that death is not an end, but a transition."
You wait for a response, and after a few seconds and his eyes shut close, you think that he'd already kicked the bucket.
But his final breath brushes against your bare tights, "'m love you."
A few instances pass by and you determine Bakugou Katsuki, your imposer, and admirer has finally passed. All you had to do now is snap the strings that tether his soul to his body.
But first, you kiss his forehead, the niche of bare skin between his eyebrow.
Then, a foggy outline of Katsuki, dressed the same way he died, sits up from your tights as if he was just getting out of bed.
You revealed a hand to him as you got up.
"Don't be afraid. I'll help you cross the barrier."
You've helped Katsuki cross the barrier dozens of lifetimes. You don't think he's afraid anymore because while living Katsuki doesn't remember, his soul remembers you, and all the encounters you've made in his past life.
And though you tell him to give up, chase someone who he can grow old or die with him, he remains persistent.
He wraps his hand around yours, but not before he plants a kiss on top of it.
And you've grown to anticipate his next encounter.
You press a kiss into his cheek,
"we'll meet again Katsuki, I'll be waiting."
Tumblr media
TWELVE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FOUR YEARS LATER, Katsuki still can't get off the thrill of being close to death, which is why he became a perfect pro-hero.
Somehow, he feels more connected to being close to death than experiencing the lifts of being alive.
It's as if someone is waiting for him on the other side,
And he is too.
Tumblr media
721 notes · View notes
izurou · 2 years
Text
last night, you had your very first sleepover with katsuki.
it was perfect. no snoring or sleep walking, no blanket hogging, and most importantly—no pro hero work pulling him away in the morning. the only thing that would’ve made it better, is some clarity.
you’re dating katsuki, but it’s not official—he’s not your boyfriend. you wonder if maybe, he’s just not that into you, or perhaps, he just doesn’t have the time. time—something he’s never had enough of, that has to be it, right?
your very first date, it was a two parter, because he was needed elsewhere mid mapo tofu. a few other dates after that were also cut short—maybe he thinks you just don’t know each other well enough yet? is it even possible for someone like him to think that way? whatever the reason, you need to know.
“morning katsuki,” you murmur, shuffling into the kitchen as you pull your sleeves up over your fists. you have a clear goal in mind—but he’s cooking, without a shirt, and suddenly your mission is ten times more difficult. is this what being a pro hero feels like?
“morning,” he mumbles back, glancing up briefly as you lean against the counter.
“what am i to you?” shit, how did that slip out? you could’ve sworn you asked how he slept.
“a fuckin’ headache,” he replies, sliding two glasses out of the cupboard and onto the counter. he opens the fridge, grabbing the carton of apple juice, and the carton of orange juice.
date three, part one—you had a heated debate over which is better, apple or orange. katsuki told you he doesn’t like to chew his damn beverages, and you told him that, believe it or not, they make orange juice without pulp. still, he went on about the bitterness, the acidity, and the horrid oj and toothpaste combo—yet here he is having both in his refrigerator—how odd.
“c’mon, i’m serious,” you urge, watching the liquids cascade into their respective cups.
“so ‘m i.” he nudges your glass towards you, bringing his own up to his lips and chugging it.
“but, i’m in your apartment,” you pause, noticing the way his face contorts into a full on sentence—one that reads yeah, no shit. “i slept in your bed with you, i’m wearing your shirt,” you continue, gesturing to the long sleeve currently swallowing you whole.
“you’re talkin’ my damn ear off too,” he breathes, wiping an arm over his mouth.
by date five, it was obvious that katsuki’s actions spoke louder than his words—which is impressive considering just how loud his words are. puddles lined the streets that evening, courtesy of the afternoon downpour. it was busy, drivers lost in their own little worlds as they drove past—and each and every time, katsuki would angle his body to the right just a bit. he cursed every last one of them who sped by, and he was absolutely miserable by the time you made it off the main roads but, at least you were dry.
“nevermind,” you say, sliding into a chair at the dining table. you’ve decided that, whatever this is—it’s good enough for you.
but it was on date one part two that katsuki knew you were it for him. after running out on you just three nights prior, he was glad you even showed up—but you went one step further. you sat there with that pretty smile on your face. no eye rolls, no guilt trips, and not a single snide remark or complaint. you even offered to pay for the meal—as if he would ever let you do such a thing, but he found it cute nonetheless. so, he owes you this.
“hey,” he barks, causing your head to snap up. the two plates he had set on the counter are full now, he must be done. “you’re mine.”
the look on your face must’ve said it all, because he’s choking back a laugh as he carries your plates over. you’re his? why did he blurt it out so casually? are you missing something?
“oh c’mon,” he huffs, plopping down in the seat next to you. he turns, trailing his eyes up and down your figure. “you slept on my damn side of the bed, in my fuckin’ shirt.”
he gave you this shirt—right before he told you to go wait in bed while he tidied up—how the hell were you supposed to know he has a specific side?
“don’t play dumb,” he pauses, scowl growing as he watches you reach for a piece of food with your bare hands. he grabs your wrist, ushering for you to let him roll your sleeves up—like hell he’s gonna sit back and watch you get his shirt dirty.
he folds the fabric with precision, biting the inside of his cheek in an attempt to hide his smile—but he just can’t.
“y’already know you’re mine.”
12K notes · View notes
prodkatsu · 1 year
Text
types of dates with him ⨾ bakugou katsuki
Tumblr media
katsuki would much rather spend the day in then go out among the people. intimate moments are something he cherishes a lot. he would want to cook for you, give you a massage and prepare a bubble bath for you.
on days when katsuki is tired from working all day but he had previously promised he would watch movies with you, he would do his best to fulfill it. even when you tell him that he should take rest and sleep, he would be persistent and make you watch the movie you guys had planned on watching. now it's beside the point that he fall asleep on your lap by the interval.
days when katsuki is feeling rather energetic, he would cook dinner while you sit on the counter beside him. he would ask you to taste how this dish tastes or how that plating looks. you would joke about him leaving his hero work and just becoming a househusband, and he would throw his head back laughing at your jokes.
the domesticity in the way katsuki hold your waist and dance with you in the kitchen after you two are done eating. you would offer to wash the dishes and he would suggest that he dry them.
on days when katsuki works late but still wants to see you, he would knock on your window, when you're quietly watching tv, and hold up the takeout boxes he got from your favourite restaurant. he would take you to the rooftop of your building and you two would eat the food while sharing quiet laughter and soft whispers. he would have to leave soon so he would take you back to your apartment and press one passionate kiss on your lips and one on your temple and then leave.
katsuki, after he returns from an overseas trip, would take you out on a shopping spree and would spoil you with riches. then you two would dine in a private restaurant and go back home to whisper words of affection on each other's body.
random dates on the balcony of your apartment is a regular occurrence when you're dating katsuki. he's a man with a loud personality but he enjoys the quietness more than anyone.
long drives or an impromptu outing are sometimes a part of the deal. when katsuki is feeling anxious or wants to escape with you, he would suggest a long drive to the mountains and drinking beer cans on the hood of the car. or sometimes early morning walk on the shoreline of the sea.
katsuki is a man who lives for the intimate small moments that come with loving a person. he enjoys the loudness that is present around him but nothing can compare to the love he has for the quiet moments he shares with you.
Tumblr media
© prodkatsu 2023 — do not plagiarise, translate or repost my work on any other sites. the characters that i write about are not mine (sadly), they belong to their respective creators.
2K notes · View notes
tteokdoroki · 2 years
Note
bakugo's first kid is a gremlin, but what about a soft little baby of the family? I proper little girly girl who hides behind her dad
omg so i like hc bakugou’s first kid is a daughter then a son, so this baby girl really is the BABY of the family
she’s so tiny and well behaved, a good natured baby so unlike her father it’s insane. bakugou puts her down for a nap and literally forgets where he put her because she’s so quiet when she sleeps— only really cries when she’s super hungry or separated from her daddy too long.
let’s bakugou dress her up in the cutest outfits all her life, tiny bows for different days and little skirts sobs, ALWAYS uses her manners because daddy taught her so well— refuses snacks from strangers and lets her older siblings have them bc “papa says they’re bad fwor my teef!”
dry heaves and the world absolutely eats her up bc she’s so tiny and cute— well behaved girlie. bakugou takes her to hero events in her adorable little dresses and she just clings onto his pinky, or tucks her face into his shoulder whenever the camera flashes become too much.
if the interviewers are lucky, she’ll peek out from katsuki’s chest just enough to answer when they ask who her favourite hero is.
“m-my papa, ‘cause he’s big ‘n stwong ‘n keeps us all safe.”
1K notes · View notes
frias2468 · 6 months
Text
Little things
little things the boys do for you and only you baugou and kirishima
Tumblr media
BAKUGOU
. will get you anything you ask with little to no complainting and gets it to you quick
. whenever he's out getting something for himself he will grab you something too and say something dumb like "it was on sale" or "you would have complained otherwise"
. lets you touch him... like at all. in his house touch was not a very common thing so when he lets you grab his hand randomly or tun you hand through his hair you know he loves you with all his heart
, when you two get to point in your relationship he will let you stay the night in his room i think that his room is an escape place for his when things get too loud i the common room for him so to let someone inside his "getaway place" is a big thing
. i think that jewelry means a lot to him so if he gives you a necklace or something that means he loves you more than you will ever know (has a bracelet from his mom he never takes off)
Tumblr media
KIRISHIMA
. if he lets you play with his hair he spends lots of time in the morning doing it and hates when it gets messed up by someone touching it so when you ran you hands through his hair for the first time and he likes it he was kinda shocked
. wont let you carry anything around him because its "unmanly" when he sees you in the halls will take you bag gently and sling it around his arm and ask you how you slept (I love him so much)
. i think cuddling is a very big thing with him so when you two cuddle for the first time hes a blushing mess and is fr so scared he's going to activate his quirk and hurt you
. will do face masks and skincare i think that kiri has sensitive skin and hates those dumb face masks that irritate his skin but if you say it good he trusts you with his whole heart
184 notes · View notes
malandro-m · 11 months
Text
bestfriend!Bakugou will tell you that of course you’re his favorite girl right in front of his actual gf
643 notes · View notes