Sketch Request: Bug Eyed Izuku Beloved, Tiny Boy

Motherly Love

Bakugou x fem!reader

a/n: REUPLOADED FROM OLD BLOG. A comfort Drabble…

“Katsuki? What’s wrong? It’s three AM. This better be important,” Mitsuki’s voice is heavy with sleep and annoyance but under the tone is worry.

Katsuki sighs. “No uhh…nothin’s wrong. I’m safe and stuff it’s fine,” he mutters into the receiver.

Mitsuki is a lot of things: stubborn,loud, aggressive, determined, fastidious. But one thing she is not, is an idiot. Which is why she knows, despite her son calling her at three AM and saying he’s ok she knows he’s not.

“Katsuki?” She repeats, gentler this time. She can’t remember the last time she spoke this gently to him. Perhaps when he was two and learning to walk. She’d spoke softly “It’s alright Katsuki. Come on get up, try again.”

She hears him sigh again, hears his bed creak, hears him lick his lips and if she’s not mistaken the sound of light snoring in the background.

So he’s found someone. That’s nice. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t worry about that. About him being too undesirable. She’d have taken full responsibility for that. But he isn’t and she makes a mental note to thank whoever it is that chose to be with her boy.

If he ever brings them to meet her that is.

“I uhh…I just wanted ta say thanks,” Katsuki grumbles and Mitsuki audibly gasps. This is very new.

Who is this man and what has he done with her son?

“You called…at three AM to say thank you? For umm..for what exactly? I don’t remember sending anything in the mail. Your birthday is still a few months away! I still have time to get a gift I’m not late like your father sugge—“

“No it ain’t…” he takes a deep breath in and out and again Mitsuki gasps. He’s trying to calm himself down. That’s also new. “It ain’t that. I just wanted to say thanks for bein’ my Ma.” He finishes the sentence in a rush.

And then it’s quiet on both ends of the line as mother and son sit in disbelief on the phone. And then Mitsuki clears her throat.

“Oh well…umm…you’re welcome. Thanks for being a dynamite kid…” she chuckles and when he doesn’t say anything she tacks on “Get it? Cuz your hero name?”

She’s gracious when he finally chuckles. “You’re such a dork Ma,” he says through a tired whispered laugh.

“If I’m a dork, then so are you. That’s how genetics work,” she fires back.

It’s quiet again before she swallows a lump in her throat and plucks up the courage to ask him.

“Where did this come from Katsuki?”

He sighs again, the bed creaks again and this time the snoring is louder in Mitsuki’s ear. He must’ve moved closer to the sleeping person.

“Just…I got someone…someone who’s really fucking good and I got lucky when she chose me but uhh…tonight she told me somethin’ and I don’t know…after she told me and I saw her…saw her kinda crumple into herself or something. Like she uhh…like she broke. You ever see a person break?” He asks.

Mitsuki nods as she listens intently, then fumbles when she realizes he can’t actually see her nodding. “Yeah uhh…loads of models during fashion week. It’s a nightmare for them. I’ve had to talk a few off the edge,” she explains with a dark chuckle.

“Yeah…well picture that but like watching it happen to Dad,” Katsuki mutters. Mitsuki’s breath catches in her throat. Just the thought of seeing her husband, the light in her life, her Masaru, broken like that makes her put a hand over her chest as it aches.

“I see,” is all she replies back.

“Anyway, after she told me I just…knew I needed ta call ya. So yeah… I just wanted ta say thanks…or whatever.”

Katsuki finishes his sentence and Mitsuki hears a soft smack of lips as he kisses the woman he’s sleeping with. She sighs, and Mitsuki can hear her murmur his name sweetly in her sleep. Her voice sounds lovely, sweet enough to melt her prickly son’s demeanor.

Mitsuki smiles to herself, and then she hears Katsuki yawn. “You should get some rest Katsuki,” she says motherly.

“Yeah yeah I will. Sorry for wakin’ ya,” he grumbles.

“Before you go…” Mitsuki says quickly.

“Yeah?”

“Bring her for dinner, next weekend. Your father will make your favorite,” she requests.

Katsuki stays quiet for a while, no doubt he’s contemplating whether he’s ready for his partner to meet his mother but then he sighs.

“Yeah…yeah ok fine. I mean…she could use some motherly love.”

i really love sendai frogs tsukki <3

i redownloaded the sims to make this

inspo from this pic

Sooo... What if you did some fluffy angst with a pro-hero Bakugo (and his hearing problems of course) with a pro-hero reader who has REALLY bad hearing problems but doesn't tell anyone and tries really hard to hide it. Ahhhh. I feel like this is hard to explain but since like, he has hearing problems of whatever he'd pick up on the hints that you're hearing is shit and what not. I hope you get what I'm asking for 😭🙏

Ok so I hope this is what you’re asking for, also I just want to put a disclaimer out there for everybody that I am not somebody who experiences hearing loss so feel free to let me know if anything written is offensive, incorrect, etc.

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Birds of a Feather

Summary: look at the request silly’s😋😋

Pairings: hard of hearing!prohero!katsuki bakugou x deaf!gn!reader

Warnings: Angst, language, Bakugou & reader reads lips and knows ASL, Bakugou wears hearing aids, crying, low self esteem lowkey, Obsession on both ends, L word, kinda ooc Bakugou

A/N: I wanted to make this longer but like I kinda got writers block halfway thru😭😭

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Being deaf was hard on you, always the target of bullies in school. Pitied by everyone else, talking slow and loud thinking it will help you hear them. Hey dumb fuck, I can’t hear you. You wanted to scream at everybody, then one day through tinder you met Katsuki Bakugou.

Katsuki was the most relatable person you probably ever met. Angry, blunt, hard of hearing, overall an introvert. You swiped left on his profile, you suddenly felt obsessed with him. Quickly you realized he was pro-hero Dynamight.

You and Bakugou talked for what felt like an eternity, an eternity of bliss. Eventually Katsuki asked you out on a date. You met at a cafe, apparently his favorite.

It was pretty easy for you to pass as “normal”, if you focused on his lips and watched their movements you could tell what he was saying. He doesn’t have to know.

What you didn’t know, Katsuki was as obsessed with you as you were him. He felt drawn to you, that how he wound up stalking your social media accounts. Through that stalking, he quickly realized what most dumb men likely wouldn’t, you were deaf. He figured you wanted to tell him on your own, so he pretended he didn’t know better.

Then, you two started dating and suddenly katsuki had to pretend he didn’t know better for months. You slipped up a lot of times and made it obvious but he didn’t care, he loves you.

It started getting hard to pretend he didn’t notice, considering you recently moved in with him. Katsuki concocted a plan in his head to tell you he knew so you could both move forward. You both felt the tension between you.

Sitting down for dinner one day, you and katsuki were both enjoying the meal you had cooked for the two of you. You sat directly across each other at the table. Katsuki made sure to turn his hearing aid on, he had a habit of turning it off.

You went back and forth talking about each other’s days. “-shitty fucking Deku, thinks he’s better than me.” You laughed at your boyfriend’s aggressive behavior.

Bakugou felt relieved at your delight, he took a deep breath and spoke, “look, I wanna talk to you about somethin’ but I don’t want you to get upset.”

You frowned slightly, “hey, it’s ok. Go ahead and say it.”

Katsuki let out a breath, “we’ve been together for months now. I’ve made it clear with you from the beginning about the fact that I need a hearing aid, there ain’t no judgment. That’s why I wanted you to tell me on your own terms, but anyway I know that you’re hard of hearing or deaf or whatever.”

You were stunned. Your big hunk of a boyfriend, the number two pro-hero was rambling. Even more so, he knew your very well kept secret.

You let out a sigh of relief, “I’m deaf. How did you-“

“You lip read. Also I’ve known since we first met,” Katsuki admitted.

You started sobbing and not because you were sad, but because you were glad to have it out in the opening between you two.

You chuckled and signed, I love you.

Katsuki signed back, I love you too.

“You could have told me, dumb ass.” His words were playful with truth behind them.

“I know it’s just-“ Katsuki must have heard how shaky your voice was.

Once more, he cut you off, “hey, you don’t have to talk about it right now. We’ll talk about it another day.”

You couldn’t help but lunge yourself into your boyfriend’s arms. Katsuki securely wrapped you in his arms.

“You’re the only person who has ever understood me,” you admitted into his chest.

“I’d kill for you,” he wasn’t sure why he said, but you both knew it was true.

You chuckled, “just keep holding me.”

And he did.

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Not Proofread!

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Of course, I had to:

o yea i drew this for my boys bday I LOVE HIM SM

☰ ❝A MOMENT’S HESITATION❞

— content warning: part one here. confessions! deaf! katsuki. hearing aid malfunctions. reading lips. reader cries. profanity. kissing. soft! katsuki. arguing. — word count ﹕ 1,408

a week passes and things have been . . well, to put it lightly, awkward. katsuki’s texts are dry, he makes himself scarce in your presence, and when he actually talks to you, he sounds almost strained. you’re not sure whether or not he still wants you to attend the dinner party. when you text him about it, he sends a quick,

03:43 [ kats ] : yeah

it’s almost nerve wracking knocking on his door later that evening. the party starts at seven, but you show up at five. partly to give yourself time to get ready, and partly because you want to know what the hell is going on with katsuki.

“hey,” he greets curtly, nodding once. he looks past you, like he can’t meet your eyes. “you’re early.”

you blink at him. once, twice, before taking a deep breath. “i showed up early last time, too. i came to hang out with you, update you on my life. you know, since you haven’t bothered to check up lately.” you know it’s a little bitchy, but he deserves it right? he’s all but ignored you this past week.

he winces at your words and you feel a little bad. “yeah, i’ve been, uh, busy.” there’s a pause, then he steps to the side. “hungry? my mom made a cheese board thing, so there’s shit left over.”

you shift your bag on your shoulder—the one that contains your dress, makeup, and other various items you might need tonight—and shake your head. “not hungry.”

“cool.” you walk inside, brushing his shoulder as you do so.

this is so weird. you feel like a first year again, treading lightly around the angry blonde who wasn’t there to make friends. except this time, he’s not angry, just uncharacteristically quiet. without his guidance, you make your way to his room, sitting down on the edge of his bed.

he follows, shutting the door behind him and taking a seat at his desk. your eyes drift from him to the vivarium sitting on said desk, where his snake is perched in a log. you get distracted for a moment, staring into the seemingly mesmerizing eyes of viper. a cliche name, you think, but katsuki got the snake when he was a wannabe badass twelve-year-old, so you can’t really judge it.

katsuki clears his throat and you snap your head over to him, meeting his carmine eyes. “did you pass the test?”

“test?” you repeat, brows meeting in the middle.

“the one in mic’s? i helped you study for it?”

“oh, right.” you nod a couple times. “yeah, i passed it. it was actually easier than i thought it was going to be, i don’t know.”

he smiles, weak and not full of pride like you’re used to. “probably ‘cause i helped you, huh?”

you nod again, tight-lipped. an awkward silence settles over you, reminding you of silence from last week, when he wanted to say something, but didn’t.

“okay,” you say frustratedly, throwing your hands up. “what’s your deal, katsuki? you’ve been acting really weird for the past week and it’s really confusing. did i, like, do something wrong? because you’re normal with kiri and mina, but when it comes to me you’re . . . standoffish?”

he stares at you like a deer stuck in headlights, unblinking, unmoving. he stays like that for a long, drawn-out moment. it feels like years, but can’t be more than a few seconds. “you didn’t do anything,” he mumbles finally.

“cool, so you’re just acting like an ass for no reason?”

“i’m not acting like an ass!” he exclaims, fists clenching where they rest on his thighs. “i’m-“ he cuts himself off, sighing, and stands up, chair rolling behind him. “i’m not acting like an ass, i’ve just been . . .”

“busy,” you finish for him, a dejected tone to your voice. “right. too busy to text me, too busy to not walk away everytime i enter a room, too busy to talk to me like a normal fucking person. right, no, yeah. that makes total sense.” you roll your eyes and stand as well, fixing your bag as you sigh. “listen, if you didn’t want me to come tonight, you should have said so. i have schoolwork to do anyway.”

you make a move for the door, but he sidesteps, now planted in front of you. his eyes bore into yours, face flushed, jaw set. to an outside party, he’d seem pissed. to you, however, this is pure frustration.

“katsuki, move.”

“no.”

“jesus christ!” you say in an incredulous laugh, letting your bag fall to the ground as your arms go limp. you spin on your heel and press your palms to your eyes. “you won’t talk to me, and you won’t let me leave.” you turn back to him and glare. “what do you want from me, katsuki? you can’t keep acting like this and expect me to go along with it?”

without a moment's hesitation from him, he surges forward, cupping your face, and plants his lips on yours.

you’re frozen in your spot, eyes wide, nervous system going haywire. you’re unsure of what to do. is this why he’s been acting so weird all week? because he likes you?

as soon as your mind catches up with reality, and you let your eyes fall shut, he makes a grunting sound and pulls away, not meeting your eyes. he brings a hand up to his ear and snaps a couple times, brows furrowing in frustration.

“what the fuck?” he mumbles to himself, pulling his hearing aid off and turning it over to look at the battery. you can vaguely see a green light flashing and realize his hearing aids have died.

just your luck. of course his hearing aids would die in the middle of the most telling moment of your guys’ relationship. and of course your sign language is still shitty. and of course you would start to cry, because why wouldn’t you?

he must sense a disturbance in the air because he looks up at you, eyes softening as he clocks the tears welling up in your eyes. “i’m sorry,” he says quietly. you can’t tell if it’s because he’s scared of being too loud or if it’s because he’s trying to be soft, but it makes you cry even harder.

“you kissed me,” you whisper, running a hand down your face. his brows furrow in confusion, gaze dropping to your mouth. “you kissed me,” you repeat, this time trying to make it more intelligible.

“stupid fucking hearing aids,” he curse, more to himself than to you. he scowls, then looks at you and sighs. “i’m not good with words. i was hoping that, uh, kissing you would explain it for me. did it?”

you let out a small, wet laugh and shake your head. “does this mean you like me too?”

“wait, go slower.”

katsuki fully lost his hearing in second year, meaning he can still say words properly without his hearing aids, but has trouble reading lips. he’s improved a lot since then, but it’s still shoddy.

you chew the inside of your cheek. “do you like me?” you repeat, this time slower, more articulate.

hesitantly, he nods. “that’s why i’ve been acting like a douche. because i didn’t . . .” he pauses, tongue darting out to wet his lips. “i didn’t think you liked me back. and i was trying to distance myself. you- you do like me, right?”

a grin splits across your face, and you take his face in your hands. you lean forward, stopping just before his lips, and whisper, “i think i might love you, katsuki bakugou.” you close the distance between you too.

his hands find your waist, pulling you closer to him, and your hands slide around his neck. for a moment, you get lost in him. in the way his lips slot against yours like they were made for each other, in the sounds he doesn’t know he’s making, in the way his fingers dig into your skin. you could stay like this forever, you think.

eventually, you have to breathe, so you pull away, resting your forehead on his. there’s a seemingly permanent smile placed on your face. his chest heaves and he returns the smile, quickly picking your lips once again.

“you know i have no idea what you said to me before that, right?” he asks softly, eyes flickering between your eyes and your mouth.

you just laugh.

omgg baby’s 1st birthday!! 👏

Im starting to doubt the comic so I’m posting it before changing my mind