Bakugou Who Invites You Over For Dinner For Mother's Day. You Are Shown A Bunch Of Baby Photots, Seeing

When he first realizes he loves you

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: mentions of getting hurt and blood

A/N: i could use some comfort bakugo rn and so I wrote one, figure i'd share it with u babies. Plus I missed writing him up hehe. Enjoy x

Bakugo first saw you in the entrance examination. 

He remembers thinking you were so dumb for wasting your time trying to help the other examinees instead of trying to gain as much points for yourself as you could. 

The next time he sees you was when you walked in late during the first day. You were so excited that you couldn't sleep the night before. You slept through your alarm and spent your morning speeding through your ritual and running from the train station to UA. Your hair was still a little damp from the shower and Bakugo could smell the scent of apples from your hair when you passed by him to take your seat.

You truly grabbed his interest after the first examination. Aside from having a strong quirk, you were strategic and a good team player. Bakugo made a mental note that you would come in handy when a group activity or mission comes along. And during the sports fest, he did not think twice about approaching you to be on his team. To be honest, you are the only one whose name he remembers. Well, aside from Kirishima. But he would rather stub his toe before admitting that to anyone.

Over time, he notices the little things about you that he found intriguing. You're friendly enough to everyone and could grab lunch with anybody in class but you also liked keeping it to yourself.

He noticed that you would prefer eating by the skirts of the field, under a tree most days instead of the cafeteria, with a book in hand. Bakugo would notice it's different almost every week. Some he's read in the past, some that made him curious enough to check it out after you're done. You don't notice it but the books you borrow would often be in his possession next after returning it to the library. Your names on the book card always scribbled next to one another.

Bakugo observes you, whether he does it subconsciously or not, he finds himself doing so every chance he gets. Not in a stalker kind of way, he's just honestly.. intrigued. 

It was like you are always trying to be someone for somebody else. A timid but quite a good singer next to Jirou's guitar playing during free period, an additional team player on the stupid game Kaminari, Sero and Kirishima play on their phones, a patient friend to Icyhot who explains the slang or joke he didn't get, a fan girl who geeks out with that dumb Deku over Allmight and hero stuff, and a competitor when it came to him. Someone who doesn't flinch at his harsh words and efforts to intimidate but merely laughs and sticks a tongue out playfully. Bakugo wins most of the time, of course, but you have had a fair share of wiping the floor with his ass.

Bakugo has never had a crush before. Thinking about girls that way just never really mattered to him. But, his intrigue with you would probably be as close as he would get. He's even gone out of his way a couple of times to converse with you and purposefully sit next to you during film showings, in the bus rides during excursions, and sometimes during lunches.

You always welcome him with a small smile and a nod. At some point, you just subconsciously save a seat for him for every occasion. All of your classmates notice this but would just share knowing grins and leave you two be. 

Deep down, Bakugo knew you were slowly becoming important to him pretty early on. He just refuses to acknowledge it as something other than friendship. It wasn't until after the incident in USJ when the class was attacked by the league when things started to change.

While he was fighting with Kirishima, he could not help but wonder where you were at the time. He knew you were strong but still he wishes you weren't fighting all alone or stuck with someone stupid who could get you hurt. 

Afterwards, when he learned that you were hurt, he couldn't remember the last time he ran so fast that his lungs felt like they were on fire. Bakugo got to where you were just as when the EMTs are loading you to the ambulance to rush you to the hospital. His heart was pounding even though Aizawa-sensei had already assured them that you and the rest of your injured classmates are going to be fine. That night was the first time he wasn't able to sleep in his entire life.

When you finally came back home, you were surprised to find him standing outside your house. Your parents welcomed him knowing he's a close friend of yours and even allowed him to help you to your bedroom. He stops right outside your bedroom door, eyeing your arm that was still in a cast and sighs. 

"Here, old hag said these should help with your recovery." Bakugo mutters as he hands you over a paper bag he was carrying. It was filled with pain killers, soothing ointments and a variety of fruits. You thanked him and took it but when he notices you struggling, he takes it back and proceeds to carry it for you in your room.

"You really shouldn't have. But the tangerines smell so good, thanks again." You grin, grabbing one from the back to hold it close to your nose, inhaling deeply. You startle when he suddenly snatches it from you and starts peeling it. "Go sit or lay in bed or something." He says, turning his back to throw the peels in your trash bin. Once over the shock, you do as you're told and sit by the edge of your bed. 

Bakugo then sits on the floor next to you. He opens his palm, offering you the tangerine and you grab a piece. You nibbled quietly and watched him curiously. You could tell he was upset but here he was doing the exact opposite by being so quiet. And caring. 

Finally, after eating more than half of the tangerines in his hand in silence, you ask, "Hey, are you okay?"

When he looks up at you, his expression grims. His nostrils flare and his chest heaves, he looks as if he was trying with all his might not to snap at you. But he did. "You're the one who got injured, you dumbass!" He derides, his expression only softens a little when he looks at the wound on your forehead and the cast on your arm again. 

"I'm fine, it's not that serious-" you start to say but he was rising on his feet, looking away from you. "Like shit, it wasn't!" He exhales sharply. 

Bakugo shakes his head and clenches his jaw. After a beat of silence, he confesses. "I got scared." His voice was low and if you were close enough, you'd hear how shaky it is. "I never felt like that before." 

Your brows furrow and you place a gentle hand on his arm, coaxing him to look at you but just he sighs, still refusing to look at you. "You did good, Katsuki." You try to comfort him. "Kirishima told me you saved them by catching the villain with the warp quirk and-"

"No, it's not that- I'm not scared of those scumbags, Y/n!" He yells out of frustration. "I was scared that something fucking bad happened because I couldn't be around to protect you! And when I saw you on the stretcher-" he struggled to breathe, like someone was gripping his airways. "Seeing you like that, covered in blood and unconscious. God, it felt like hell." 

Your heart swells, tears begin to blur your vision. You didn't realize you matter this much to him. You stood up too and pulled him into an awkward hug, your tears damping the front of his black shirt. With your uninjured hand, you rub his back in comfort. 

"I'm okay, I promise. I'm sorry I made you worry." You murmur. "But also, thank you-" You chuckle, shrugging. "-for giving a shit about me. Didn't know you did until now." Bakugo knows you're just teasing to lift his mood but shakes his head again and rolls his eyes.

"Idiot." He grumbles under his breath, hugging you back.

"I'll be more careful next time." You promised as you crane your neck to look up at him. Bakugo stares at you for a second too long, his heartbeat finally calming back down as he grounds himself with the fact that you're here, safe. 

"You better be." He says through gritted teeth, his rough calloused hand coming up to hold your cheek before he could realize what he was doing. But then you lean against his touch and he finds himself pulling you closer to him. 

"I left you for a goddamn minute and you just die on me?" He scowls, making you laugh. "I wasn't dying! Stop exaggerating!" This time you roll your eyes. You expect him to keep on bantering but he doesn't. He just stands there staring at you and you feel something between you two shifting.

And then he leans his forehead against yours, closing his eyes briefly as he murmurs, "Whatever, I'm never letting you out of my sight again." The pad of his thumb grazes your cheek and you find yourself holding the hand he placed against your face, lacing your fingers through his.

"I'd like that." You quietly admit. When he leans away to look at you, you stand on the tips of your toes and to plant a kiss on his cheek. To your surprise though, Bakugo wraps his arms around you before your heels could hit the ground again when you try to pull away. 

He pulls you back in, only this time,  he made sure your lips met his. 

The kiss was fleeting because he pulled away abruptly. As if it wasn't his intention to kiss you at all. Your heart was hammering against your rib cage as you looked up at him with wide eyes and Bakugo stared back at you completely dazed.

He blinks, breathing is as ragged as yours. Realization hitting him hard.

"Shit, Y/n." He swallows hard and wet his lips. He then threads his fingers through your hair and admits, 

"I think I fucking love you." 

♡ Second Chances ♡

♡ Katsuki Bakugo ♡

♡ Cw: gender neutral reader, villain reader, bad mental health, bullying, language, angst, no happy ending ♡

♡ 3.7k words ♡

♡ I think I might turn this into a series... thoughts are appreciated because I liked this a lot! ♡

Your footsteps made soft thuds against the pavement. Your walks home after school were always lonely and quiet, but you preferred them that way.

"Hey, look who it is," you hated the voice that rang out behind you.

Why here? Why now?

You only wished you could curl up into a ball and let the world swallow you. It would be easier than the encounter that was about to happen.

"What the hell do you want, Bakugo?" you snapped as you turned to face the blond and his friends.

They walked towards you surrounding you.

"What's this?" Bakugo asked taking some of your belongings from your hands.

"Give it back," you demanded while reaching forwards toward your things.

Bakugo was just much quicker and stronger than you were. He pushed you away while moving your things further away.

His shove was harder than intended. It sent you crashing into the pavement below you. You let out a small noise in pain and shock when you hit the ground.

"Aw, are you gonna cry about it?" Bakugo asked towering over you.

Your bottom lip trembled slightly as tears did begin to well up in your eyes, but you swore not to let him see how he got to you. You clenched your hands into fists as your blood boiled.

"Just leave me alone, Bakugo," you snapped. "I would never cry over someone stupid like you."

His face went into shock with everyone else's. Even you were a bit surprised at your outburst, but it was the only way you could stop from crying. However, it was out of character for you.

"You hear that, guys?" Bakugo taunted lowering himself to your height on the ground. "They think they're all tough now. Is that what you think? You're tough?"

"N-no," you stuttered.

He laughed leaning backwards in an overexaggerated manner, "How pathetic."

He dropped your things in front of you. All your belongings scattered all over the sidewalk.

You began picking up your things trying to keep yourself together.

"What a freak," you heard Bakugo laugh out as he walked away.

Both of his friends who were with him were laughing uncontrollably.

What a freak.

That phrase echoed in your mind.

Your feet carried you home without much or any thought to it. You were focused on him.

What had you ever done to deserve this hate? You were top of your class and had a very impressive quirk, yet you still received more hate from everyone than even someone like Deku. It didn't matter. Who cares what they all thought? They're the... freaks.

It was dark all around. There was a dim light that beamed from right overhead. Silence filled the room. There was a thick air to everything that was happening.

The door opened. Your head snapped in its direction.

In walked none other than the pro hero you wanted to see least of all.

Katsuki Bakugo.

"Y/N?" he questioned.

"Yeah," you rolled your eyes.

"What the hell are you doing getting caught up in this mess?" he asked sitting across the table from you.

He still threw his weight around as if he owned whatever space he was in. He had a different air about him now. He was a bit calmer, but you could still sense his tense nature. He hadn't changed that much.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you shrugged.

He sighed, "We know you're not innocent. We caught you in the act."

"You didn't catch me doing anything," you snarked.

He got up with an annoyed groan.

You flinched a bit half-expecting more of the assault he caused you as kids.

Instead, he moved to the corner of the room. He shut off the camera that was in the corner. Then he shut off the blinds to the large window opposite you and the small one on the door. Then, he unplugged a recording device at the end of the table.

Finally, he sat across from you again.

"This is off the record now," he spoke. "What happened? What's going on? If someone put you up to this all you have to do is-"

You started laughing interrupting him.

"What?" he asked.

You calmed down a bit, "You really think that someone put me up to this?"

He paused for a moment, "Well, you were so determined back when we were kids to become a hero. You had an amazing quirk. I just-I guess I assumed that you-"

"Don't assume," you snapped.

"So, you meant to do all of this?"

"Of course I did."

"Why? What happened?"

"Why would you care what happened to a freak?"

It hit him like a load of bricks right to the skull.

"No," he breathed out.

You smirked and leaned back in the chair, "That's right, Bakugo. You the number two pro hero helped in my villain story."

"I didn't think you wou-I mean we were just kids," he explained.

"Words hurt," you spoke.

"I never knew," he said as if he was putting everything together... and he was. "I was so stupid back then."

"Seems you aren't much better now," you snarked.

He just looked at you.

"What?" you asked. "Did you think I would turn out a success story like Deku?"

"I didn't think you would turn out like this," he admitted.

You shrugged, "No one did."

There was a knock on the door.

"Guess your time here is up," you sighed out in relief.

"Come in," he said.

"We can't allow you any more time," another man said from just outside the door.

Bakugo got up and slumped over, "Yeah, yeah, I know."

He walked out sulking.

"Can't I just do jail time instead?" you groaned.

"It's crucial to the new program we have in place," the man in front of you explained. "This new rehabilitation program for... those who are known lawbreakers."

"You've truly got a way with words don't you?" you rolled your eyes.

The man ignored you and continued, "We've set you up with a hero who we believe will be best to work with you. We hope that you will cooperate and get through this trial period well."

"What if I don't?" you quipped.

"Then you'll be back to jail to serve your time," he explained.

You rolled your eyes with a groan, "Fine. I'll oblige."

"Come on, then," he instructed.

You stood from your seat and followed him.

The hallway which you walked down was dark. The small lights that were along the walls were all tinged yellow. Most of the lights were flickering as if they may go out at any moment.

Great facility they run here.

"Here you are, sir," the man spoke gesturing towards you. "She's all yours."

Your jaw almost hit the floor. You felt your entire body tense. You were seething.

Why him?

"Oh, shit," he muttered.

You turned to the man, "I don't think this is going to work out anymore."

"Did you actually think it would from the start?" Bakugo asked.

You turned quick to glare at him.

The other man chuckled lightheartedly, "If you're referring to your prior history with each other we are well aware and think that it might aid in your rehabilitation."

"Fat chance," you spat.

"Come on," Bakugo snarked.

There was a woman who came to meet with you both. She placed a tracker on you and explained to both of you how it would work.

"So, you're in my custody," Bakugo smirked at you while walking out of the building.

You rolled your eyes, "Don't be so smug about it. I don't plan on making this easy for you."

"Ditto," he nodded. "Come on."

You followed him down the street, "So, what are we doing today?"

"You'll see," he waved you off.

His entire demeanor over this infuriated you. He was such an ass back in school and now here he was getting everything you had ever wanted. No one knew who he really was. It frustrated you to no end. The world must see him as someone so different.

"Here we go," he spoke turning into a very large building.

You looked up to see the large lettering. Must have been some hero agency. Maybe even the one he worked for.

"Where are we?" you asked walking to catch up with him.

"My hero agency," he spoke.

"You're joking," you scoffed.

"Bakugo," a man with bright red hair beamed as he walked towards you both.

"What do you want, shitty hair?" Bakugo groaned.

Huh, who was that?

"Is this the one you were talking about?" the red-haired man asked.

He was a tall figure whose smile should have been terrifying with his sharp teeth barred, but it was warm and inviting somehow. He had bright red eyes that matched his hair. Over one of his eyes was a scar... now that you were looking over his body he had a few scars.

"I'm Kirishima," he beamed. "It's so nice to meet you."

His hand was outstretched towards yours. He looked so happy and excited.

You reached out your hand to take his, "Y/N."

"So, I hear that you and Bakugo went to school together," he started.

"Yeah," you scoffed.

"I bet he was just as peachy back then as he is now," Kirishima winked.

"We've got things to do," Bakugo groaned walking off.

You walked quickly to match his pace.

"He seemed nice," you smirked. "Unlikely that someone like him is friends with you."

Bakugo sighed, "He's my best friend."

"Even surpassing Deku," you chuckled.

"Shut it," he growled pushing you into an office.

You looked around. Everything in the room was so nice and neat and in perfect order.

"Whose office?" you asked.

"Mine," Bakugo shrugged walking towards some drawers.

You scoffed, "No way. Seriously."

"I am serious," he said.

You looked around again. You were slightly stunned that he would have such a nice place. Though, last you remembered he was a bit of a neat freak.

"Here," he spoke throwing some clothes at you.

You quickly grabbed it and held it up. It was a pretty tight looking bodysuit.

"What's this for?" you asked.

"We're going on patrol, and you can't be seen out patrolling in... that," he said gesturing to your jail attire.

You rolled your eyes, "So, where do I change?"

"Here," he shrugged. "I'll turn around."

"As if," you tsked.

"I can't let you out of my sight, so this is the best you'll get," he said turning around.

"I picked the wrong line of work," you groaned.

You quickly changed out of your jail clothes and pulled on the bodysuit.

"Do I get anything to go over this?" you asked.

"In the drawer over there are some other clothes," he waved to where he got the suit from. "Just get something you want to go over that."

"So, if I can pick something else why this then?" you asked.

He walked over to a cabinet and began taking out his own gear and suiting up, "Because it's the new protocol for this program."

"Whatever."

"Think you can keep up?" Bakugo asked as he ran in front of you.

Your eyebrows furrowed and you smirked at him, "You know I can."

"Remember, stay close to me, and don't get involved," he called out over his shoulder.

He started running into the battle that was going on in the middle of town. You were quick to chase after him. If you got too far away from him your tracker would go off which would alert the authorities. After one strike you were back to doing your time. However, you'd be lying if you didn't admit that you liked this.

"Over here," he called.

You quickly caught up to him after he had to make a series of maneuvers. You weren't authorized to use your full quirk abilities, but you were able to score a permit with this release for limited use. With that in mind using your quirk made it much easier to keep up and avoid the battle going on all around you.

"Bakugo, look out!" you yelled out to him.

He directed his attention to the oncoming debris from the battle. He threw a blast at it and was able to shatter it before it had a chance to hit him. Behind him was a group of citizens huddled together trying to take cover. You both had helped to save them.

"Cover me!" he yelled back.

Without missing a beat you were hot on his heels helping him to avoid all the attacks while he worked to take down villains.

Surprisingly, the two of you worked together very well.

Maybe he had changed some.

"Sure, here are the rest of the cuffs I used," Bakugo spoke handing over the quirk cuffs he had used on the villains.

"Y/N!" Kirishima called from behind you.

You turned and waved to him.

"How did you like that?" Kirishima asked.

You had really just come down from the adrenaline rush the battle gave you, but you were honest, "It was something else."

"Had fun, huh?" Bakugo asked nudging your arm.

You rolled your eyes.

"Don't ruin it for her," Kirishima scolded him before turning to you. "You know, you did a really good job saving those people."

"What are you talking about?" you asked.

"Those people that were about to get hit by the debris I crumbled," Bakugo chimed.

"I didn't do anything," you shrugged.

Bakugo rolled his eyes, "Yes, you did. I didn't see it. If it weren't for you, they would have been crushed with me."

"I didn't even realize," you spoke in awe.

"So, you mean to tell me you only yelled to me because it was about to hit me?" Bakugo smirked.

"Don't push it," you snapped.

"Not only that, but you worked to help take down two of the strongest villains we have on the streets right now," Kirishima chimed.

"It was nothing," you waved them off.

Kirishima started walking away when he called over his shoulder, "You two should try and get along better. You make a great team."

You looked over to Bakugo who was looking angrily towards Kirishima.

"I still don't see how someone like him tolerates your attitude," you giggled.

"One could say the same about you," Bakugo snapped.

You just continued to laugh and roll your eyes.

"Come on, loser," Bakugo groaned walking off. "It's about time for you to go back."

It was a fairly quiet walk back to Bakugo's agency. He didn't seem like he was interested in talking to you, and that was alright with you. He hadn't changed much. Maybe to others, he was different, but to you, he was the same.

"Get changed," he told you as you entered his office again.

"Don't we have some time?" you asked.

He sighed, "Being a hero isn't always just fighting. It's a lot of paperwork too."

"Is that what you're going to do now?" you pressed.

He sat down and started taking off some of his gear, "It's what I'm going to do. You're going to get changed and wait on me to finish the initial part of my report."

You sighed.

Still, you changed and plopped down on a chair in front of Bakugo's desk.

You just sat and watched him. There were small scars that littered some of his face, neck, shoulders, and arms that you hadn't noticed before. His eyebrows were furrowed as he stared intently as he typed up his report. That was probably why he had wrinkles around them along with the dark circles that were just starting to become visible under them.

"You should take a picture, it'll last longer," he smirked not looking up at you from his work.

"I was just admiring how ugly you were," you snapped back, crossing your arms and looking away.

"Good come back," he snickered.

There was a softness to him now. He was more relaxed and playful than he had been.

"So, can I ask why you chose the life you did?" he asked.

You thought for a moment about how you wanted to respond, "Because of people like you."

He looked up at you from his computer. He just stared for a moment waiting for you to elaborate.

"Well, you were out to become a great hero, but that didn't stop you from being an ass," you said flatly. "I didn't want to fall into a world with people like you."

"Oh, but villains are so much better?" he snapped back.

You rolled your eyes, "Do you even remember how mean to me you were? All the rude comments. You physically assaulted me on more than one occasion."

"I remember," he spoke.

There was a very slight hint of sadness in his voice. It was as if he really felt something over being so mean to you all those years ago.

"That's it?" you asked.

He sighed, "Look, there isn't going to be much that I can tell you that's going to change your opinion of me, right?"

You just looked at him a little surprised at his answer.

"I can say how sorry I am or how I've changed my ways, but that doesn't change the emotional and physical damage I did to you," he continued. "Why bother with someone who is so far gone? That's why I was against this program, to begin with. People like you will do anything to not own up to your own actions as a bad person."

"I'm the bad person?" you spat.

He scoffed, "Sure, I had my fair share of being a bad person back in the day, but I decided that I wanted to do better with my life. What did you do? Decide that you would cause others pain because it's what you went through. I turned all my hate around and finally put it to good use."

"Are you seriously still trying to make yourself sound better than be?" you snapped.

"No, but if that's how you take it then so be it," he shrugged.

"You have no idea what I went through to be here," you spat standing up out of anger. "I tried to push through and get into a good hero school and I got reject after reject. Most other schools didn't want to take in someone 'so talented'. I spent years trying to get into anything and got rejected for it all. I really never was good enough for anything."

"So why be a villain?" he pressed.

You continued, "I couldn't find work. I was living in the villain districts in town because it was all I could afford. I had to make friends where I could. The streets were scary. I had to make it on my own. No one ever cared about me or what happened to me. I was alone. What else was I supposed to do?"

"Did you try for a hero license?"

"More times than I can count. I got denied every time because of my poor skills with my quirk. I never really learned how to use my quirk how I needed to. I never had the proper training."

"So how did you get so good?"

"Eventually, other 'bad guys' started teaming up with me. Villain organizations will pay out more than you think for help. I started working with others and coordinating moves and quirks to learn how to use my abilities more."

A tear fell from your cheek. It was the first time you noticed you were crying.

"Shit," you mumbled.

"You're right, I didn't know any of that," Bakugo admitted. "Why didn't you ever reach out to anyone?"

You scoffed crossing your arms, "Yeah, like who? My school bully?"

"You didn't have anyone to turn to?" he pressed.

"No," you were practically sobbing at this point. "In fact, I met up with some people we used to go to school with in the villain district. They weren't so surprised to see me. They all understood."

"Others would have understood too."

"Like who? No one wanted to help me. I tried everything. There was no one left. We live in a cruel world, Bakugo. You got the easy route in life. I had to take the hard route and look where it got me. Working under you in a remedial program. Some glorious life I could have had, but you ruined it for me."

There was a knock at the door.

"Sit," Bakugo instructed. "Pull yourself together."

You did as instructed. You felt broken. This had brought up so many old memories and feelings. You hated him. Who cared if he changed? He was still the same person he had been before.

"Sir, it's time for you to leave," the woman who had entered the room spoke. "They're waiting for you and... them."

"We're coming," he nodded.

He watched her leave the room and waited a moment. Then, he looked at you.

"It's time to go," he spoke.

"It's probably for the better," you spat.

The walk back was again quiet. Before had been almost a comfortable silence. This... this was different. ]\=

'[The air was thick. There was an obvious wedge between the two of you that neither of you wanted to address. Instead, you would both rather have walked in uncomfortable silence and tension.

Your lungs felt tight. The air felt thick around you. It was hard for you to catch your breath, but like any other time you held it all in and acted as if everything was fine.

The rest of the day was a blur. You just coasted through on auto-pilot. Nothing mattered anymore. You were again reminded of why you were where you were, and it hurt. However, you were alone in this world. You had no one, and that was alright with you.

Once back in your cell you sat on your bed staring straight out in front of you.

"So, how did things go, sir?" you heard one of the guards ask.

"Fine, I guess," Bakugo spoke. "Though, I don't think it's best if I am paired with them for the program."

"That's sad to hear," the guard replied. "We hoped you both would be great fits for each other because of your past."

Bakugo grunted, "Yeah, that's the problem."

You broke down. You were completely broken. Your one chance at anything close to your dream was gone. You were... alone.

TITLE : RANDOM BAKUGO BOYFRIEND TEXTS

CHARCTER : BAKUGO KATSUKI

CONTAINS : MAINLY SFW, PROFANITIES, MENTIONS PEGGING ONCE & MAKING OUT

BONUS ARYA : THIS IS VERY SELF INSERT >^< ME 'N MY EX USED TO TALK LIKE THIS (NO HE DIDN'T TEXT LIKE SUKI)

todoroki version | midoriya version

© DISCOGOJO '22 reblogs are appreciated, however do not repost or modify without my permission

um hi, could you possibly do a Bakugou x witch reader if you already haven’t

Oh I been waiting for this one!! TURN IT UP

Bakugou:

- okay so first off

- He dresses like a hot jrpg character

- Gold jewelry

- Very detailed tattoos and markings

- His handwriting is super neat so whenever he writes on himself it looks professional

- He don’t do anything half assed

- If you ask what they mean he will have a different answer every time

- “Woa what do they mean?”

- “They are to keep weirdos from talking to me”

- “I was sold to a demon as a baby”

- “They help me tune out stupidity”

- He has a lot of fire runes and symbols on him

- Like he only goes to his Wiccan tattoo artist to get them done

- He made it witch hat himself

- It’s a typical big pointy hat but it has an orange sash and charms all around it from people he cares about

- He has one from deku when they were kids but if anyone asks he found it in the woods

- It’s a little allmight keychain

- His mom made his broom

- He puts skulls all over it to seem cooler

- Hear me out

- Enchanted gauntlets

- He has talisman and sigils all inside his hero costume

- Always grounds himself before missions

- Can’t have his focus be off

- His familiar is a bearded dragon with one red eye and one blue eye

- His name is Ignis

- Okay so he works with the element fire we already knew this he’s an Aries

- Surprisingly he specializes in healing

- He likes to cause explosions don’t get me wrong he excels in every area of his studies

- But when he can calm down he makes an excellent healer

- Did an internship with recovery girl to learn about medicine more

- Often forgets which herbs do what

- Always has spare healing salves and potions on him

- Mainly bc deku breaks his bones every other episode🤦🏿‍♂️

- Always has a satchel full of rosemary,fire salts, and tyme

- Smells like lavender and firewood

- Washes all his clothes with lavender too bc of the calming affect

- Favorite smokable herbs are weed ,skullcap, and st.johnswart

- He likes how relaxed they make him feel after a long day of studying

- Loves tea as well

- Will buy herbs in bulk to make a lot of tea

- Can actually make mugwort right

- Without making it taste too nasty or have a really bad trip

- Pro at astral projection

- Like he will go into peoples rooms at night and knock shit over to freak them out

- “Told you your dorm was haunted”

- His favorite area of study is definitely jinxes

- He does curse but that takes so much more energy and effort

- When you can just do something easy and ruin their day?

- Work smarter not harder

- Used the evil eye 24/7

- Like if he’s glaring at you for more than 10 seconds? Run.

- Put a spell on his middle finger to repel people SHSHDHD

- Not sure I can see him worshiping deity’s but like just working with them?

- He works with nature spirits and beings the most

- The fae love him bc he’s very clever and they can’t easily trick him

- Is pretty chill with elves too

- Worked briefly with Artemis and Freyja

- Still leaves them offerings on rare occasions

- His altar is the cleanest you’ll ever see

- His books are all organized and stacked on his shelves

- Routinely cleans and replaces offerings and candles once a week

- Cleanses with juniper biweekly

- Has not a drop of candle wax on the carpet

- He’s such a nerd

- He soaks up information like a sponge

- He’s read all of his books at least three times cover to cover and has all of them memorized

- His grimore is a huge leather bound book his mom got him when he was 7

- It had flames all over it and a key to unlock which he keeps around his neck

- Always sleeps with candles on

- Favorite holiday? Beltane and Samhain

- Will watch every witch movie ever made ever as tradition

- Dressed up as Nancy from the craft

- Okay so how you guys meet

- Your new a new exchange student

- You’re barely even acknowledging his presence until you get paired up for training

- Without even trying you guys work together perfectly

- He will approach you after class to talk about witchcraft

- “What’s your rising sign”

- Will 100% go back to his dorm and read your whole natal chart

- Just to roast you

- “I know Mercury is in retrograde but chill the fuck out”

- Dates to hole in the wall psychic stores

- Will buy you cute charms and tea

- Buy him candles

- He is ALWAYS running out

- Muscles ahi get after training? He has a soak already on your bed

- If you can cook you both are cooking together

- Making full moon cookies

- Will ask you for stuff to use as offerings

- At this point you just give him stuff you find

- He keeps them all

- That hag stone you found outside the dorms? His new necklace

- Buy him roses

- He will be so flustered if you do

- If you dry them out even better!

- Favorite herb to eat is thyme and Rosemary

- Puts that shit in everything

- He will take care of your plants when your busy

- No wilting on his watch

- Performing spells together!!!

- Like it’s so intimate to him

- Wearing each other’s clothing

- He will steal your jewelry and coats

- Your always wearing his hoodies

- “Hey shithead! You wanna go to this new library?”

- Y’all are that mean hot witch couple 👍🏿

What really hurts about religious discourse is how much we all have in common. I know being a Hellenist brings me unfathomable levels of warmth and comfort that I can’t find anywhere else. And I know there are people of other faiths that feel that way with their deities.

There’s so much emphasis on who is “right” or “wrong”, but I don’t believe there’s one truth for everyone. We all have such different lives and paths. The way religion is used as a weapon of hate and not a tool for love and compassion will always sadden me.

I may not personally worship every deity of every religion, but I acknowledge that the feeling of spiritual fulfillment that other religions give people is real. That is enough for me to find love in my heart for them all.

If Allah can bring you that feeling, THATS BEAUTIFUL!! If Jesus can bring you that feeling, THATS BEAUTIFUL!! If any deity of any faith can bring you that feeling….THATS BEAUTIFUL!!!!

Personally, I don’t see my religion as an undeniable truth for everyone. I see it as spiritual connection that brings me love and warmth like no other. I know Lady Aphrodite is real in my heart, because I feel her. I can never give you an equation or a fact that proves my feelings, but I know it’s true in my life. How could you look someone in the eyes and tell them they’ll be punished for seeking love and warmth?

I know I’m just rambling, but I just wish we could live in a world where religion wasn’t a competition of who is right, but a way for us to find more beauty and fulfillment in our worlds.

everyone is strange, and being passionate is attractive. don’t be afraid to be who you are and enjoy life the way you want to

bakugou headcanon

slight nsfw warning!!

okok hear me out!! i think society has convinced us that it's not normal to not want your boyfriend to watch porn while you’re in a relationship.

on that note, when you and bakugou are dating he would never even dare to glance at one of those pop up porn ads while scrolling through whatever website.

first of all he thinks it's disloyal. why would he watch naked girls fake moaning at the top of their lungs when he's dating the real thing who actually feels good from his touches and has very real moans??

not to mention, they're not even close to being half as hot as you. you're literally the most beautiful, gorgeous, stunning, sexy and kickass woman he ever had the pleasure of being in the presence of. you're all he needs, like fr!! he's literally enamored with you and physically cannot get turned on or hard with anyone else or any porn video.

like for example if he's just casually scrolling through his computer and comes across a porn ad, that laptop is slammed SHUT in a millisecond. nahhh he didn't see a thing. nope nope nope! he's in front of your door moments later saying shit like "baby. baby. you look so fuckin' sexy today, okay? you're the only idiot for me." he's acting as if he just made out with someone else 😭. you're just like "katsuki... it's 1 am. come sleep."

someone in my dream literally told me “if you’re already in your dr, why are you trying to shift at night? if you’re already there, you’re just proving to yourself that you’re not there by doing these things to get you there, when you’re already there. just go to sleep because you’re already there.” oh!

Some more bnha fanart that are not Fusion, so a snow Todoroki, easter bunny Deku and an Aizawa headshot commission >:3

There was a line in the My Hero One's Justice 2 game where Jirou liked Dabi's style and it was the funniest thing ever to me. Bonus: