Katsuki Comes Home With A Matching Pink Kitty Kat Pajama Set, Clad With A Little Cat Stuffed Animal,

　　engrave this process into your mind & move on.

　i , assume. this is the whole thing. everything else is decoration. assume what you want is already real. not coming, not pending, not "in progress." real. here. done. the moment you assume it, it exists. there is no gap between thought and reality.

　ii , persist. this is where most people trip. they assume, then check the mirror every five minutes, looking for signs, looking for proof. but a mirror reflects what you believe to be true, not what you’re begging to see. you persist in the assumption. not because you’re forcing anything, but because you understand this is how reality works. you wouldn’t assume gravity is real, then spend the rest of the day doubting it. same rules apply.

　iii , let it unfold. no micromanaging. no checking the tracking number. no pacing back and forth wondering if you did it right. assumption is not about force. it is not about effort. it is not a request. assume, persist, and let reality adjust. it always does. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　. . . but what then? 　iv , live it. you don’t wait for confirmation to breathe. you don’t wait for a written notice that the sky is still in place. stop waiting. start being. reality does not need you to second-guess it. it already knows what to do. assume, persist, and step into it.

even as a worm? - Bakugou Katsuki x reader

｡ₓcharacters: Bakugou Katsuki x reader ｡ₓcontent: canonverse! FLUFF!! ｡ₓsummary: onset shenanigans with pro hero Katsuki ｡ₓword count: 480 ｡ₓa/n: NOT PROOFREAD! Aged up/pro hero Bakugou

You’ve been on the interview circuit all day with Katsuki. The clock now reaching seven pm, your aching cheeks and growling stomach were begging for this day to be over, and as if the gods heard your silent prayers, you were both informed this would be the last interview of the day.

Katsuki sighs next to you and slumps into the couch that had been your home for the day. As if forgetting where you both were, he reaches out to play with your hair. Wrapping a lock around his index finger, Katsuki twirls the hair before pushing it back behind your ear with a softness only shown behind your apartment door. He trails his fingers over your cheek and down your jaw, palm flattening over your skin to cup your face, and only after he moves slightly forward as if to lean in for a kiss does he stop and pull back.

“Did'ya wake up?” you tease the now blushing pro-hero. Katsuki shakes away the haze that had filled his head, blinking a few times before dragging his hands over his face. “I-fuck. I’m so tired.”

“If you keep doing that, you’re gonna get wrinkles.” You wrap your fingers around his wrist and try to pull them away, but Katuski doesn’t budge.

“If I get wrinkles, will they stop making me do these stupid interviews?” His voice is muffled.

You hum as if thought before finally answering. “You’ll probably get more. You’ll be seen as a wise old hero who appeals to all ages of fangirls.”

Katsuki groans and pulls his hands away from his face. Your hand slips from his wrist to entwine with his fingers. The rough calluses and scars from years of raining and work are comforting as you squeeze his hand.

“But would you still love me if I have wrinkles?” Bakugou turns to you.

“I’d love you even if you were a worm,” you swear and push up from your spot to press a loving kiss against his cheek.

Katsuki scoffs. “Really? A worm?”

“Mhmm. A slimy, old, wrinkly worm.”

He turns his face to yours. Eyebrows furrowed in disbelief before bursting into giggles. “You freak” He kisses your nose. “Worm fucker”

You start to laugh even as you kiss him quickly. Katsuki returns the kiss, now laughing with you as you giggle into each other’s mouths.

“Alright, love birds, we’re on in 30. Either keep going on national tv or stop it” The producer’s voice cuts through your moment.

Bakugou kisses you once more before pulling away. He lets go of your hand but places it gently in your lap before settling into his spot on the couch.

“I’d love you too,“ he mumbles.

"As a worm?” you tease, a smile forming on your lips.

“As a worm,” he confirms and winks at you, which has you beaming up at him.

“Alrighty. Live in 3, 2, 1.”

hold me close

premise: bakugou x gn! reader

description: at seventeen years old, bakugou realizes he’s fallen—hard.

genre and warnings: a bit of angst (katsuki’s negative thoughts) but mainly fluff, hurt/comfort ig you could say?

author’s note: so i wrote 99% of this like last week and somehow never finished writing the last sentence or editing it 💀 i had something pretty different in mind tho and it ended up going in a different direction but i’m happy with how it came out. so there’s definitely going to be a part two!! but yea. i’ve never been in love but i feel like the stage in someone’s relationship where they finally say the first “i love you” is really special and has a lot of meaning, it changes things (in a good way). so i thought i’d write about it!! ALSO i would like to tell you all that @quirkfailure‘s big beautiful brain and what she said about falling asleep next to katsuki inspired the last part; it’s my favorite part so tysm jaegh >:] without further ado pls read and enjoy!!

“open your front door, idiot.”

“wha—”

“just do it.”

you checked the time: 4:15 am. nice.

still groggy from sleep, you slowly clambered out of bed and stumbled down the stairs, wondering why the hell your boyfriend called to ask you to open the door in the wee hours of the morning. in hindsight, it should have been more alarming, but you weren’t really thinking that clearly after just being woken up.

turning the lock as softly as you could, you cracked open the door and peered through. there stood katsuki, impatiently tapping his foot as if he didn’t just show up in front of your door at 4:15 in the freaking morning. now that he was standing right there in front of you, the reality of the situation dawned on you. on top of that, your parents would definitely freak out if they knew your boyfriend was outside of your house. or that you even had a boyfriend, for that matter.

“what the fuck?” you whisper-shouted. he only scowled.

“ya gonna let me in or what?” he didn’t really need to ask, though, since he was already pushing past you and entering the house. as you locked the door you were about to retort back with something when you suddenly heard the door to your parents’ bedroom creak open. you both froze.

“hey—oof!” grabbing him by the shoulders, you practically threw katsuki into the living room where he wouldn’t be seen from the stairs. and just in time, too, since you saw your mom’s figure emerge from her bedroom. by quickly giving the excuse that you just wanted some water, you succeeded in avoiding any suspicion from your parents. as soon as she disappeared back into the room, you turned to katsuki to interrogate him once more. now that he was inside, despite the dark, you could make out that his hair was more disheveled than usual, and he was wearing one of his skull shirts with some flannel pajamas pants. you’d never actually seen him in his pajamas, but that wasn’t the most jarring feature of his appearance. what you were surprised by was his red, blotchy face that couldn’t have been from the cold outside since it was a pretty warm night. you got closer to observe his bloodshot and puffy eyes, which only confirmed that thought. he’d been crying.

“katsuki,” you whispered, reaching a hand out to his face, “are you okay?”

for a moment he didn’t say anything, only staring hard back into your eyes. he squinted a little, and his eyebrows seemed to furrow a bit, possibly in frustration. he scoffed and looked away, grumbling out a quiet, “‘course i am, why wouldn’t i be?” but the way his voice came out a little shaky, and cracked slightly towards the end told you so otherwise.

“bullshit,” you whispered back almost immediately. but you didn’t pry, and instead took his hand, leading him to the kitchen. as you busied yourself with filling a glass of water, katsuki looked around in curiosity. he’d never been to your house before. “drink,” you said softly as you handed the water and took his hand, leading him quietly up the steps back to your room. once you got inside, you closed and locked the door as you moved to open the windows. the night was warm and sweet, so it’d be a waste to not indulge in it at least a little.

katsuki, on the other hand, stood in the corner, observing your childhood room. the pictures that lined the walls and the shelves of you at various ages with different relatives fascinated him; you had a whole life before you met him. baby pictures and stuffed animals from your younger years, band posters and polaroids of friends from your teenage years. family vacations, school pictures, kindergarten graduation. childhood crafts, awards and trophies, trinkets from friends. your whole life was encapsulated in that room, so it felt like he was somehow intruding. he shouldn’t be here, he thought. you had a whole life outside of him, outside of his mean words and cruel personality, so why did you make time for him? why him? he was a fucking jerk, right? he could feel his stomach churn; coming here was a mistake. the weight of the words that he brought with him dawned on him: he loved you. so, so much. there was no way that you could love him back, though—right? and there was no way he could give you what you deserved, give you a life you’d be happy living. not someone like him. so he succumbed to the voice in his head, and let it convince him, even if his heart pounded against his rib cage in a beat only for you, that he, katsuki bakugou, would never fit into your perfect life in the way he so desperately wanted to.

“hey,” you called, pulling him out of his thoughts as he saw you patting the space on the bed next to you. he couldn’t leave now, so he downed the glass of water in hopes that it would soothe the churning of his stomach (it didn’t) before hesitantly taking a seat on the edge of your bed. you reached a hand out to graze his, waiting for him to take it. his fingers twitched out of reflex, but he ultimately never did, only pulling his hand away and into his lap. he could feel your eyes burning into the side of his face, but he wouldn’t dare to look up at you. it hurt too much to even be in your presence at this point, yet at the same time he couldn’t find it in him to leave your side.

“why are you here?” your voice cut through the silence. katsuki knew you were only asking out of worry why he wasn’t at home and in bed at four in the morning but the question still hit a nerve. why was he here? why was he here with you? was it because he couldn’t sleep that whole night, thoughts of you and only you filling his head? was it because as the night went on, and he stared at the album full of your pictures on his phone that he realized the feeling that gripped him wasn’t just liking you anymore but overwhelming love? or was it because at that revelation his body began to shake and tears flooded his vision at how fucking scary it was to have fallen so, so hard? he didn’t know. but he did know that on that warm summer night the only warmth he’d ever want was yours, the only feeling he’d ever crave was you. so it was only natural that he ended up on your doorstep, saying every prayer he knew in hopes that you’d pick up your damn phone and let him in. let him into your house, into your life, into your heart, and hold him close.

realizing you were still waiting for an answer, he closed his eyes and took a shaky inhale to muster up as much strength as he could before he exhaled and opened his eyes, turning his head to look right at you. god, you were breathtaking, he thought. and take his breath away, you did. even though your face was still puffy from sleep, and your wrinkled pajamas clung to your body in the most unflattering ways, he couldn’t help the way his breath hitched in his throat at the sight of you. the way your eyes were filled with worry for him made his heart clench in both guilt and secret happiness that he was in your mind and in your thoughts. as he looked at you, the three simple words he’d wanted to say since he got there were so close to escaping his lips he thought he’d explode if he didn’t say them. he was scared, so scared, and you made him feel so weak that it hurt, but you were all he could see in that moment. and the sight of you made that voice in his head fall to its knees. so even though it screamed that this was a mistake, and that you deserved so much better, he let his tunnel vision take over and took that leap of faith his heart had wanted him to, hoping that you’d catch him and find a place for him in your heart despite it all.

“i love you,” katsuki said softly. “i want to be yours, if you’ll have me, and—i want you to be mine.” and there it was, all laid on in front of you. in a way it felt like he had ripped his heart right out of its chest and entrusted you with it, but it surprised him that in the actual moment it wasn’t painful at all. it felt natural, as if this moment was always meant to happen. he just hoped you felt the same.

the way your eyes widened in shock made his heart drop, though. he knew the severity of his words, and that returning them meant taking this relationship further, so of course you didn’t feel the same way, why would you? this was all a mistake, one big fucking mista—

“i love you too.”

now it was his turn to be surprised. “you do?”

you smiled, and he could’ve sworn you were like the sun. an overwhelming warmth came over him as you continued, “of course i love you, katsuki, did you think i didn’t? and i’ve always been yours, y’know, so of course you’re mine, too.” the way you said it made it seem so obvious, as if it was that simple. and maybe it was, because the way you looked at him made him feel like loving him was the easiest thing you could do.

he felt your arms wrap around him, pulling him towards you to hold him close. his arms did the same as you told him, “don’t doubt my love for you for a second.” and for a while you both sat there, only feeling the warmth of the other even as the sweet spring breeze flowed into your room. you continued to hold him in silence even as you felt hot tears stain your shoulder at your words, and his body began to shake once more. you held him even as the sun began to peek out from behind the horizon, signaling the start of something new. only when a yawn escaped your lips did you pull away to snuggle under the covers of your bed. katsuki sat there for a moment, but when you opened the blanket, looking at him expectantly, he clambered his way inside as well (you didn’t miss the flush on his face as he did). you both laid on your sides and stared at eachother, faces just a few inches away from each other and hands interlocked, until he leaned over to press a kiss to your forehead. “sleep,” he whispered, so you let yourself close your eyes. as you drifted off, you could feel his hand come up to your face, stroking your cheek as his lips softly peppered kisses to your sleepy face. he couldn’t help himself as he placed on on your temple, another two on each eyelid, and one even on your nose. you fell asleep calm, content, and so in love.

but katsuki, despite the slow rising of the sun, could only feel the hammering of his heart as he laid beside you. too much had just happened for him to sleep, but for once he didn’t mind since he got to watch you (he vaguely noted how creepy this technically was but he didn’t really care). you looked so calm and peaceful and oh so cozy, snuggled up in the plush blankets; it made his heart hurt. all he could think about in that moment was how he wanted to keep you all for himself, and protect you from anything else in the world, because he loved you.

as he continued to caress your face, he took another survey of your room. something suddenly caught his eye, something he hadn’t seen before. on your nightstand was a vase of dried flowers; he didn’t know how he didn’t notice it earlier, but now that he did he couldn’t unsee it. it was the same bouquet he gave you on your very first date from a few months ago—three months and three days ago to be exact. it sat right next to your bed, the same bed you woke up in every morning and went to sleep every night in. you kept them, and he realized that the closer he looked, in all of those pictures, all of those knick knacks and trinkets you kept around, he could be found somewhere in them all. you had interspersed him into the collage of your life: among your childhood stuffed animals were the plushies he won for you at the arcade; the array of pictures of your friends included him and his friends, too; sitting on top of the stack of fresh laundry in the corner was his sweatshirt you had taken from him the day prior. even in that moment, he was laying beside your seventeen-year-old self in the same bed your seven-year-old self slept in (no wonder he barely fit). it made that warm feeling come back again as he realized that you had already fit him into your perfect life without him even needing to ask. with that thought in mind, and the sun starting peek out from behind your neighbor’s house, he finally let himself close his eyes and fall into a deep slumber in your arms.

thanks for reading!! reblogs are greatly appreciated <33

hello! could you pls write izuku as a bf headcanons? I love him sm he’s one of my favourites<3

IZUKU AS A BOYFRIEND!

♡ literally an angel sent to this earth.

♡ he ADORES head-pats he will fall for you instantly if you give him some.

♡ his hair is super fluffy too!!!!

♡ such golden retriever energy, he’s always excited, and curious about what you’re up to.

♡ ^^ he can be quite jealous n possessive too… but we don’t talk abt that!…

♡ he always takes care of you when you’re sick, or on your menstrual cycle, he just wants you to feel ok :(((

♡ definitely the little spoon, makes him feel safe!

♡ super duper romantic, he even watches romance chick-flicks to see what he can do to really woo you.

♡ his love language is physical touch! he always wants to be near and dear to you, he’s constantly laying on you, touching your hair.

♡ he tries to match his outfits with yours, always.

♡ he worships every move his s/o makes.

♡ super duper clingy!!!

♡ he sends you good morning and good night texts every day! and if he misses a day he feels immensely guilty.

♡ he is soft™ but he will fight someone for you no cap.

♡ he just seeks your approval, he wants to know he’s making you proud, and only you.

♡ he always buys you flowers, and leaves little encouraging notes with them!

♡ he tends to embarrass you in public alot, and when it’s just the two of you he pops up and mumbles an: are you mad at me?”

♡ absolutely utterly WHIPPED

♡ agrees with literally everything you say, there is no arguments with this man.

♡ lastly, come the days when you are apart, he sleeps with a stuffed animal gifted by you, he holds it close to his face as he sleeps, the smell of you envelopes his nose. it makes him feel safe to feel like you are there with him.

Living with Class 1A in the school dormitories

My first post! I hope everyone enjoys 💜

so! much! fun!

Ofc, there are times when little arguments break out but they are always resolved quickly. Life is too short and you guys as a class have been through too much to hold grudges.

Anyway back to the fun Friday and Saturday nights are designated ‘fun nights’

Karaoke followed by movies on Friday’s

Board games followed by more movies on Saturday’s

You and Mina are not allowed to team up for Karaoke battles bc you guys always end up winning

Tenya always makes sure everyone has done their homework before any of the fun begins because “responsible heroes prioritise education over leisure.”

Bean bags EVERYWHERE

Cooking dinner almost always ends in a food fight. Especially if you’re scheduled to cook with Mina or Kaminari

When Eri visits you guys make a massive pillow fort and watch Disney movies

Sleepovers in the common area where you guys sleep on the couches or on sleeping bags next to each other.

Which is sometimes embarrassing bc you somehow always end up sleeping next to your crush and, as a ‘sleep hugger’ you wake up latched to them, your arms and legs around them like a baby koala 🐨

Btw, Mineta was banned before the first sleep over even started lol

Bakugo always complains about the noise you guys make but always ends up joining you for fun nights and sleep overs (Mainly bc you pester him into joining and he low key can’t say no to your puppy eyes.)

Everyone loves it when you visit them in their rooms. You basically spend most of your free time in someone else’s room lol

You’ve even visited Bakugo a few times

Todoroki always makes the best tea and he’s a rlly good listener. He loves listening to you talk about everything and nothing

Tsu is rlly wise and gives the best advice, as well as the second-best hugs, the first being Shoji

Baking with Sato is always fun bc he lets you lick the bowl while you sit on the counter

Momo’s bed is too big for her room so you always end up sitting on it doing homework and chatting

Jiro and Tokoyami have the best taste in music and you always end up leaving their rooms with new songs to add to your playlist.

Whenever you cook with your scheduled partner, you always save some for Aizawa sensei. Denki often teases you about being a teachers pet

Shoto is surprisingly (and infuriatingly) good at Mario Kart and everyone is low key salty about this

Well, that was before Mr Aizawa banned it after ‘the Bakugo incident’

Now you’re forced to play in secret with Kirishima, Ojiro and Sero, which is fun bc none of you are as competitive as Bakugo and you actually have a chance of winning w/o Shoto there

You and Uraraka have this thing where you buy each other fluffy kawaii socks after you found out you both had a love for them.

Kaminari started calling you both ‘Dobby’ which can get confusing when you’re in the same room together.

Aoyama always invites you into his room so he can show off his ✨ sparkle ✨ and the two of you always end up eating different cheeses together, drink grape juice like it’s wine and make up stupid nicknames for dumb celebrities Which is fun to talk about bc Aoyama is as creative as he is savage

Shoji gives the best piggy backs so you always want him to carry you everywhere.

“Pleaaaseee Shoji?”

“You’re five steps away from the kitchen I think you can manage on your own.”

“You carried Midoriya around at camp!”

“That was because all of the bones in his body were broken!”

“He didn’t have to be so dramatic…😒”

*Midoriya spluttering in the background*

Speaking of Midoriya

You share his love for All Might and the two of you like to fan girl over him when you visit him in his room

You like to buy him All Might merchandise, not realising that he’s already got most of it. But he keeps it anyway and happily displays it bc he thinks you’re too sweet and adorable and he cherishes your generosity.

You and Kaminari like to spam each other with random, cursed memes that make you both cringe and laugh at the same time

Koda has a sweet little crush on you and he sends you little gifts from his room with his pet bunny

Watching horror films with Kirishima to prove your ‘manliness’, only to end up hiding beneath the blanket together, leaving Tokoyami, a horror film enthusiast, to watch them alone.

Snacks! So many snacks! The cupboards are full of them Sato always makes sure to stock up after movie nights

Anyway Class 1A is like living with a big loving family and I wish it was all real so I could live with them :’(

RANDOM BOYFRIEND!BAKUGOU HEADCANONS !

⟳ summary : the stuff you should expect when in a relationship with katsuki bakugou

tags % warnings : none !

author’s note. everybody say “thank you angie” for indirectly motivating me to write :)

♡ izuku ver. ♡ shouto ver.

he likes to send you voice memos, wishing you goodnight instead of texting it.

for your 6 month anniversary, he got you a golden nameplate necklace with his name on it to remind others you’re his.

in return, you bought him a bracelet with your name on it to remind others he’s yours.

STREET FOOD DATES ! STREET FOOD DATES !

tells mitsuki all about you, so he loves seeing get along with him mom ( we all know this man is a momma’s boy )

bakugou hugs you from the back and plants kisses on your neck and shoulder.

he takes skin care very seriously and for this reason he does face masks with you.

bakugou likes sitting with his head in between your thighs ‘since he’s more comfortable there’.

king of bringing you breakfast in bed !!

once a month, you guys cook a new meal to try together.

bakugou secretly enjoys color coordinating outfits with you because it’s a way to show you two are together without all the PDA.

uses his quirk to help warm you up, even though he told you it was going to be cold in the movie theatre.

study dates and museum dates — he likes to how off his knowledge, subtly.

play fighting. he usually wins so he collects his pay by making out with you on the floor.

while you play with his hair, bakugou tends to talk about future baby names.

prone to give forehead kisses and kisses on the knuckle.

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Bakugou trying to make you jealous but failing miserably😍💪✨

Bakugou grumbled, it was too early in the morning for this shit.

He looked over at you, peacefully sleeping with your lips slightly parted, your arm draped around his chest. He smirked, rubbing his calloused thumb over your lips before leaning over and kissing you.

“Love you babe,” he whispered, planting a kiss to your forehead before getting off the bed.

Today he would be having photo shoots with other pro heroes for the advertisement of the upcoming Hero Gala. Yesterday you were the one to go have multiple photo shoots, not only for the Hero Gala but also for the cover of the new Vogue magazine. Which included men, lots and lots of some of the best heroes from all around the world. Unfortunately for Bakugou, your hero costume was revealing, and with all those men clinging onto you in the photos, it made him… well, jealous.

So by the time you got home Bakugou was sulking and pouting and grumbling, something that had been happening quite often these days, so you knew, from experience, he was jealous. And the only solution to fix it, is fucking him. Reminding him that you’re his and he’s yours, while fucking him till he starts seeing stars. He wasn’t complicated, all it took to get him back to his cocky arrogant self was a few praises here, a couple touches there, and he’d be back to normal.

But Bakugou still wanted revenge, so like his bastardoues self, he made a plan to let as many girls and guys cling to him as possible during the photo shoot. You both knew the photographer personally so he always sent you and Bakugou the results for the pictures. And just for good measure, he made sure his cleavage was lower than necessary, as embarrassing as it was to do.

He didn’t even need to adjust his hero costume to have all the girls all over him, but he did anyways which resulted to probably the most scandalous photos out there if the media knew you and him were engaged. The final results went like this: the 15 top heroes of Japan all gathered together, standing around Bakugou as he was seated in the middle, a girl seated on his lower thigh/knee, his hand on her waist, and another girl behind him, resting her chin on his shoulder while further extenuating her cleavage.

But as much as Bakugou hated to admit it, it didn’t feel… good? Instead of those two girls he wanted you sitting on his thigh, he wanted to be touching your waist.

It was around 5 p.m. when the photographer sent you the photos, you stared at them for a long while with a smirk on your face. You knew what he was trying to do, you knew he was trying to make you jealous, you weren’t dumb. And you knew exactly how to counterattack.

You knew the thing Bakugou hated, absolutely hated most, was when he was trying to get your attention and you would ignore him. He absolutely hated it. So that’s exactly what you planned to do. You knew he was most likely expecting this: you immediately clinging to him and whining as to why those girls were so close to him. So you were going to do the opposite.

When Bakugou got home, opening the door, him expecting you to run up to him and hug him and not let go, and you didn’t, he knew something was up.

Instead you greeted him the way you greeted him everyday, “Hi babe,” you casually greeted, pressing a kiss to his cheek before walking back into the kitchen. Bakugou, stilled, did you not see the photos?

He walked into the kitchen, sitting down on a stool while watching you cook.

“How’d the photo shoot go?” You asked while stirring the pan of stir fry you made.

“It went good, really good actually,” he tried to emphasize, you smiled while turning around to face him, running your hands under the water of the sink, “That’s good,” you chided before turning around again and turning off the stove. You served yourself and Bakugou while feeling Bakugou staring daggers at you. You placed the bowl in front of him, “I could’ve got it myself..” he muttered but regardless started eating. You got chopsticks for yourself before standing beside Bakugou.

“I’m gonna be in my office, I have some work to do,” you informed after kissing his forehead, he frowned before looking away. “Fine. Whatever.” He grumbled, you tried your hardest not to laugh at him while you walked into your office.

After about fifteen minutes of answering applicant papers Bakugou quietly opened the door, coming into your office.

“Yes?” You asked, keeping your eyes fixated to the computer screen.

“Nothing, just wanted to be with you.” He honestly spoke, sitting down on the small but comfortable couch in the office, your back was facing him as he fidgeted with his fingers. You hummed in acknowledgment, continuing to work, this went on for about ten minutes before Bakugou decided he couldn’t take this anymore.

“Babe..” he softly tried to get your attention whilst walking up to you, you hummed in question while he turned your chair around to face him.

“I.. I wanna spend some time with you..” he quietly spoke, your heart strings tugged at him. “Just a couple more minutes baby,” you replied with a bland expression, the way he frowned and he did his goddamn puppy dog eyes made you just want to take him in your arms and start kissing him and telling him that he’s perfect. But you had more self control than that. He softly groaned, gripping onto the side of your chair, “Pleaseee,” he begged, his ruby eyes glistening.

You gently pushed him away, “I said just a couple more minutes, wait.” You sternly replied, he looked at you with sad eyes before softly nodding and walking out of your office. Your heart dropped, was he that desperate for your attention? He looked so sad when you scolded him. You decided to finish the last paper before going to make sure he was okay.

You opened the door to your guy’s shared bedroom, seeing Bakugou laying on the bed with his back to you.

“Hey.. babe… I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scold you,” you apologized, getting on your side of the bed and scooting closer to him. He stayed quiet, covering his face with the blanket. You frowned, gently grasping his shoulder and pulling him to face you, you were shocked to see his eyes red and teary, his tear stained cheeks making your heart throb.

“Aw baby… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry..” you tried to calm him down, he sniffed, “I was trying to get your attention and you ignored me!” He yelled, the tears quickly spilling onto his cheeks, you stilled, you didn’t know ignoring him could make him this sad. You picked him up by his arms, setting him on your lap, you wrapped your arms around his waist while he tightly grasped your shirt, crying into your neck. “Babe I’m sorry, I.. I didn’t know you would be this upset by it,” you apologized, rubbing his bare hips with your hands, he softly cried.

“I’m sorry sweetie, I’m sorry..” you whispered, pressing kisses to the top of his head. He whined, rubbing his cheek against your neck. “I’m sorry baby, I love you so much,” you repeated, you felt so bad now seeing him crying, you made a mental note that whenever Bakugou was trying to make you jealous to just go along with it.

After a while the crying stopped, quiet sniffles coming from him. “Don’t do that again you idiot..”

If you havent done this yet can you do a scenario or headcanons with bakugou and an s/o who texts him in the middle of the night with random questions (i.e "What if aliens invaded?" "Do pigeons feel emotions")? Thanks!

- ok so, at first, he would think you are the dumbest mf on this planet, would tell you to go back to bed, all that jazz

- but why would you ever stop that? that’s so boring /3 

- so you push forward, keep asking- you hope he eventually comes around!

- and then he does

- the first one he responds to is ‘why didn’t the 3 little piggies build a house underground?’

- ‘you saw them, they build houses out of fucking hay and twigs, dunce face has more braincells than the three combined. i think that’s an answer enough’ 

- seeing him respond? you nearly jumped for joy

- since i’m hitting a bit of a dead end, here’s a few of those interactions?

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I will not receive hate for saying this but …

I CANNOT FUCKING STAND OCHACO URURAKA! I respect her character development but she is a pick-me girl and here are my reasons.

1. She goes to a prestigious hero school and claims to be “poor” but has a flip phone.

2. Chooses the obvious and basic crush.

3. Reminds me of a girl that says she’s just “one of the guys.”

Bitches be like ''i'm a bakugo kinnie'' and then sob like midoroya when someone says something slightly mean or loud and has a hernia when someone say something slightly problematic.

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