“he’s fictional” ummm he’s literally my soulmate
a/n. short continuation of sober
"wh—what?"
bakugou shakes his head, eyes droopy. "i said, i want to kiss you."
your throat is now dry. "you must be joking."
"am not," he drawls. "i'm fuckin' sober."
at that, you let out an involuntary snort. "sure, big guy."
he frowns, pouting. "you don't believe me?"
your stomach flips at his challenge. you've spent all this time trying to suppress your feelings for him, and now he's making it all the more difficult?
when you don't answer, he simply asks another question.
"why did you resign? was there something i did or said that chased you away?"
"just personal reasons," you offer.
"like what?"
you shake your head, "i'm not obliged to give a detailed account of my reasoning to you. HR's the one in charge of that information."
"really?" he questions, voice small. "if i begged you to tell me, would you?"
"you? begging?" you cackle. if there's anything bakugou katsuki would most definitely not do, it's begging, let alone begging you—a mere sidekick.
"i would do it you know," he says like he's thought about it before and is now 100% sure of it. "i just need to know why you quit."
you're not about to tell him it's because you have a big, fat, embarrassing crush on him, so you lie through your teeth. "i'm planning to start my own agency with some pro hero friends."
almost instantly, bakugou deflates in his seat.
"oh."
"not that i hate my current job or anything," you quickly add before scrambling to conjure more lies. "it's just that—"
"do you hate me?" he asks out of the blue, you almost choke in surprise.
"no!" you exclaim, and you do so fervently because you don't. in fact, you have to leave because how you feel about bakugou is veering dangerously close to like.
he lets out a sigh of relief upon hearing your response. "good. i was...worried."
before you could even stop yourself, you ask: "why?"
at that, he shrugs, somewhat refusing to meet your gaze. "i think i like you, whatever the fuck that means."
your heart leaps to your throat. you scramble for an acceptable response.
"i liked having you as my boss, too, bakugou."
a pause.
"hah?"
your eyebrows furrow. "what?"
"i don't mean it that way, idiot." he shakes his head before heaving a sigh in exasperation. "i like like you. don't you get it?"
oh, god.
this can't be happening.
"...i don't think i do."
at that, he sighs again, visibly frustrated at your lack of understanding. "dumbass."
"hey!"
he shakes his head. "i've been dropping hints left and right. i can't believe you missed all of them."
if what he's saying is true, and with the knowledge you have of bakugou, those hints sure as hell weren't obvious. all he did was tease you, call you a plethora of nicknames including your actual one, refuse to have any other sidekick aside from you, and search for you in his drunken haze.
oh.
"fuck."
he snorts. "i agree."
you stand there in shock for what feels like an hour before regaining your capacity for speech.
"how am i supposed to know this isn't just some alcohol-fueled ruse?"
"confront me tomorrow," he says easily. "i'll have a hard time denying it."
literally just whipped this up in 30 minutes. i hope it wasn't too bad lmao
as always, reblogs and comments are much appreciated <3
(This is an angst free zone)
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Short fics and drabbles
bkg is an absolute child
Bakugou sewing
A gift way to make you shut up
Bkg keeping a journal
Bkg x reader who gets nose bleeds
Wolf!Bakugou x reader
Wolf hybrid! Bakugou
Barbarian!bkg x Fox!reader
Roughhousing (Bakugou & kirishima)
Bkg x Puppy!reader
Bakugou vs. cat
Plush
Bkg after a long shift
Meeting
Tuna breath
Facade
Cow/farm au
Bull!bakugou thoughts
Bull!bakugou x calf!reader (platonic)
Bull!kirishima x calf reader (platonic)
Bull!Bakugou's new rival
Vet visit
Bull!Bakugou x dairy cow! reader
Feisty
Naga au
Naga!bakugou x reader
Part 2
Naga!bakugou's antics
Naga!bakugou thoughts
Naga!bkg x afab reader (period drabble)
Platonic yandere naga!bakugou
The great reveal
"I'm proud of you, Bakugou."
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⤳ Princess Mina is getting married to the prince of the neighboring kingdom, two families becoming one in order to end a century-long feud. However, things aren’t as they seem, and you discover that the threats posed to your charge might be greater than you had ever imagined. It doesn’t help that the head knight of Prince Kirishima’s royal guard doesn’t seem to care about these threats at all…
fun girly things to do!!
~ zone out!
~ daydream about being somewhere else!
~ listen to unreleased ldr!
~ cut your hair and then cry about it later!
~ listen to sad songs!
~ read a book about a girl just like you!
~ shamelessly sleep till 4pm!
~ exercise till your legs go numb!
~ cry in freshly done makeup!
~ obsess over fictional men!
~ obsess over men who are twice your age!
~ bite the inside of your cheeks!
~ look in the mirror and sigh!
~ scream “why why why”!
(this is ironic i am not encouraging these things i swear)
deep v-neck
for olldolldraws <3
BLUE EYE SAMURAI (2023)
I never said I was a samurai. You did. I am on the path of revenge. There's no place on it for love or friendship or weakness. Now I have a man to kill.
Horikoshi art for the new movie!
Arranged marriage AU with Barbarian Bakugou who is so daunting to be around at first. He’s all gruff curses and broad shoulders and scarred cheeks and neck and jaw. He scowls constantly, stares at you while your parents auction you off like some show pig, but doesn’t say much to you besides a grunt of his name. You’re terrified, thinking that he’ll be cruel to you, that you’re being set up for a life full of unhappiness and terror and regret.
But he’s the exact opposite. Bakugou is gentle in ways a man of his size typically wouldn’t be, but he shrinks himself for you. Not in a way that diminishes his status as the newly appointed king, but to respect you, show you that you’re beside him instead of behind him.
He picks you berries on his hunts because he knows the smell of a fresh kill brings nausea to your stomach. You find him along with the other maidens and helpers around his village, sitting beside them, big fingers holding tiny little flowers that he weaves into a crown for you. When he sets it on your head, he purses his lips, mutters something under his breath in his language that you’re still not too familiar with, but sure it means something along the lines of pretty and soft.
And when he finds you bathing in the river only few have access to, he’s sweet the whole time. Doesn’t make a spectacle of you being naked, and is relieved when you don’t instantly cower when he wades his way over to you. You try not to stare at the clawed scars that decorate his pec and jaw when he stands above you, and it helps when he suddenly dumps water all over your head. He shushes you when you splutter, continues on with cupping his hands and letting the water run off of your hair and down your shoulders, scrubbing at your skin until your flesh squeaks. He doesn’t expect you to do the same for him, but he hums in satisfaction when you push him down a little lower so you can wash the crown of his head.