I want ❤️
Do you have a “hes 6ft and I’m 5ft” size kink or a “I want them to be able to wrap one hand around my waist, pick me up, and fuck me like a flesh light” size kink
i actually put some thought into this
A/n : This is my first attempt at a headcanon. Hope you enjoy as much as I did writing it. Also, if you wish to read something specific, requests are open ;)
Katsuki Bakugou as a Boyfriend.
His nicknames for you range from Dummy, Idiot to Teddy and Kitten. And very rarely(mostly in bed), ’Baby’.
You are often found complaining about his hairstyle. But, you secretly love how his ash-blonde spiky hair feels against your sex when he does down on you.
You know he is dead-serious when he uses y/n.
The trick you use to temporarily shut him up is crossing your arms in front, squeezing your breasts, leaning forward and pouting. He always shies away from the sight of you doing it. (He, of course, makes up for it later in the bed)
His SNS is full of superhero and dark stuff. He might not show off his love life on SNS but that's not a criteria for having a fabulous love life, right?
He might never admit it but, He loves it when you hug to greet him or hold hands as you walk down the street or when you rest on his shoulders while watching a movie.
Bakugou would never let you starve or skip a meal in the name of diet. He will go to so far as to tie you up and force the food down your throat but not let you skip meals.
”You think you have put on weight and that's why you want to cut down carbs?” He acknowledges your concern but the next day, he will drag your lazy ass on a morning jog but never let you starve.
He is not a sweet talker but will give a tight hug and holds you close for as long as it takes for you to feel better on a rough day.
“World Cup 1998 - Paris” | Michel Delacroix
Bakugou’s language of poetic romance.
“I’ve saved Eren’s life again and again. And each time…so many of my comrades have died… I did it…because I believed he was the hope for humanity’s survival. And this… this is where that belief has gotten me. It’s almost like… one big, awful joke. That hope we all had our eyes on…what was it, really? Those struggles to the death….have gotten us this farce? Give me a break. Well, I’m not laughing.”