Don't even know man.

Honestly I'm an all over mess, but I'm here, and I'm queer. If you're looking for a blog that has a little bit of everything? I has it. It's mostly just art and nerd stuff tho. | Please 18+ cuz God himself only knows what I'm gonna be into next. | 20s |

[sexhaver]

musk is going to die in a Tesla explosion in 6 months after sticking his nose where it doesn't belong and we will never get a conclusive answer on whether it was a CIA car bomb or just a normal Tesla malfunction

[fernthefanciful]

Like to charge, reblog to cast

[mha-quotes-and-such]

Bakugou: *is carrying all the groceries*

Kirishima: *holds out hand to help*

Bakugou: *aggressively moves all the groceries to one hand to hold Kirishima’s hand*

[kingkatsuki]

jo imagine watching bakugou get increasingly frustrated at a simple task and telling him “jeez katsuki, don’t get your knickers in a twist.” i think he’d flip a table

It’d be like that moment it takes him to process the words, like he stills, you can see his brows furrow as he processes the words. Trying to confirm he really did just hear you say that, and then— rage.

Bakugou is 100% the petty guy that retorts with the exact same insult you used, “don’t get your knickers in a twist.” *pout pout pout*

[stuckinapril]

i am a private person who doesn’t like talking about their life but who also compulsively overshares at any given opportunity. hope that helps

[lifeafterpsychiatry]

Your best is what you can do without harming your mental and physical health, not what you can accomplish when you disregard it.

[smallmightsupremacy]

Deku: I'm making myself an omelette

Deku: *flips the omelette*

Deku:

Deku: I'm making myself scrambled eggs

[luminyxoxo]

Just. Just a bkdk AU in which they both share humiliating childhood stories of each other to their classmates and it turns into a fucking competition because ofc it does. They end up yelling at each other’s face a wedding proposal but well, that’s normal.

[filipinoizukuu]

imagine if the way it happens is like, totally unintentional too. like they're in the middle of class waiting for the teacher and bakugou leans back in his seat and snorts

bakugou: remember when you proposed to me when we were 4, shitty nerd? you had a bouquet and everything too

deku, blushing: WELL remember when you said yes?

bakugou, now ALSO blushing: WELL REMEMBER when you HELD an engagement party in the middle of our SCHOOL PLAYGROUND?

deku, still not done: WELL REMEMBER WHEN YOU ASKED MY MOM FOR HER BLESSING??

bakugou, ALSO still not done dear god stop them: WELL REMEMBER WHEN YOU ASKED MY FUCKIN DAD TO OFFICIATE????

freckled tomato: YEAH. OKAY. I DO REMEMBER!

spiky tomato: FUCK YOU! I REMEMBER TOO!

deku:

bakugou:

deku:

bakugou:

class 1-A watching:

aizawa at the doorway:

nezu observing through the cctv:

kohei horikoshi:

deku: so since we never actually made it to the wedding do you wanna—

[bey]

Don’t invite me anywhere last minute I enjoy doing nothing so I need to know ahead of time if my plan to do nothing needs to be changed

[bana05]

This is legit and people don’t realize it.

[noahwyles]

“hey what are you doing?” “nothing”  “oh great! so you are avaliab-” “no you don’t understand. I’m doing nothing.” 

[embyrr922]

I’m doing nothing. Actively. It’s important.

[heroofthreefaces]

This is essential nothing I’m doing.

[tteokdoroki]

WHEN THE COOKIE CRUMBLES. | I.MIDORIYA.

ʚ♡ɞ SYNOPSIS: following a series of unfortunate events, misunderstandings and years of pining after your pro hero friend— all it takes is one batch of cookies ‘n cream frosting for the two of you to finally get together.

ʚ♡ɞ PAIRING: izuku midoriya x fem!reader.

ʚ♡ɞ WC: 16.3K.

ʚ♡ɞ RATED: mature, 18+, mdni.

ʚ♡ɞ GENRE: pro hero!au, bakery!au, angst, fluff + smut.

ʚ♡ɞ CW: please read ! mutual pining, brief panic attack, heavy smut, soft sex ( characters aged up to twenties ), heavy food play!kink, praise!kink, unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it, kids ), fingering ( female receiving ), guided masturbation, exhibitionism, virginity loss, cumplay.

ʚ♡ɞ A/N:  hi loves!! im FINALLY posting this belated b-day fic for deku! this was a part of @rat-zuki’s  the deku agenda escapes no-one collab. thank you annie for letting me take part!! sorry this was so late ‘n be sure to check out everyone else’s works!! ily guys, i missed writing for deku so i hope you enjoy! 

ʚ♡ɞ masterlist | requests | kofi

there are three three key stages to baking a cake. the dry ingredients, the wet ingredients and the all important frosting on top.

there are three key stages to anything really; a failed relationship, a breakdown over school or work— and even life itself. a beginning, a middle and an end. childhood, the weird teenage years where you tell your mother it’s not just a phase and that you really are destined to marry whatever idol you had hanging on the back of your bedroom door…and then finally; adulthood. the confusing cesspool of responsibilities, like taxes and groceries mixed with proper adult emotions and scenarios that didn’t allow you to throw a hissy fit when something didn’t go the way you planned…

at least that’s what society would tell you.

you would argue that you never quite made it to adulthood, the kind age of twenty three not quite visible in your smile lines just yet; especially with the youthful round off to the shape of your face. you hadn’t followed the correct rite of passage into being a grown adult either— having dropped out of college three years shy of graduating to pursue your real, yet childlike dream of owning a bakery. as it turned out, the IT degree your mother had bestowed upon you wasn’t really your thing and as the responsible adult she was; she had thrown a fit about you dropping out, although your father and step mom had been more than willing to support you. hitoshi shinsou, your best friend, followed you in pursuing your career too— something about a stupid childhood pact that meant wherever you went, he would follow.

your quaint little bakery tucked away in the cosiest of street corners in downtown musutafu had been the creme de la creme of your life thus far; business booming when you first took off, aged twenty, and has been keeping yours and shinsou’s heads afloat ever since. with your grandmother’s recipe book tucked under your arm, customers travelled from near and far to try the wondrous goods of the cookie crumble bakery ( a name that took you and your purple haired companion half a bottle of vodka to create ).

it didn’t matter where people were from or what burdens they carried on their shoulders when walking into your humble bakery— all that they knew was the welcoming scent of warm manuka honey and freshly baked bread—free of judgement to ease their souls. grownups became children again, finding solace in classic childhood treats like battenberg cakes and jammy dodgers while teenagers became mature on their first dates; treating one another to a slice of romance in the form of red velvet cakes to share with that week’s allowance. parents became heroes to their children with gapped-toothed smiles when treating them to your healthy, low-sugar goodies that wouldn’t rot through the rest of their teeth while pro heroes became civilians; relaxed and at ease.

yes, pro heroes.

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[frostthecupcake-deactivated2023]

The way I wiggled in my chair reading this. I knew I was in for a treat!!!

Let me tell you, this is something you need to sit down and read when you have time to concentrate on it because it deserves your full attention.

Also, thanks to you, Miss Aali, I will now only be referring to my pussy as “the treasure locked between my thighs”

[a-mole-whacker]

Kirishima: Wash the dishes, will you?

Bakugo: I WILL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH THOSE VILLAINS' BLOOD!

Kirishima: Sure, after you wash the dishes.

Kirishima: Also, use soap this time.

[kingkatsuki]

Adoration | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

♡тωσ ιη тнє ριηк, σηє ιη тнє кιηк: вαкυgσυ + ριηк ¢υм♡

Love is in the air~ Happy Valentine’s Day guys! Here is my contribution to The Sewer’s Valentine’s collab!

Please go and check out all the other amazing creators here!

Warnings: 18+, princess plug, pink cum, ass play, rimming, pegging, creampie, cum swapping, bratty bottom Bakugou.

Word Count: 6.7k

Valentine’s Day was never really one of your favourite holidays. Sure, you loved the premise of dedicating a special day to show the person you love how much you’re thankful for them and enjoying the opportunity to exchange gifts and cards. Hopeful that you’d receive a massive bouquet of roses that you could use to make your friends jealous, but of course these feelings meant nothing when you were single. Valentines Day when you were single became an instant reminder of just how alone you were, a day that you would treat like any other just so you could avoid that feeling.

That was at least, until you met your boyfriend. Now you found yourself wanting to experience these new things alongside him, especially when Valentine’s Day would no longer be Single Awareness Day. Fully immersing yourself into the celebrations, as each year you discussed an elaborate plan with him to celebrate the now special day, and each year he would find a way to let you down. Each year you had the same argument, chastising him for not booking Valentines Day off when every couple you knew would be celebrating today, with Bakugou completely adamant that this year would not be “the year” he would start celebrating this day.

Bakugou adored you with his entire being, his love for you running deeper than that of anything else, even maybe being the Number One Pro-Hero, but this? This was one thing he wouldn’t do for you.

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[vintage-writes]

Good Boy | Bakugo x Fem!Reader

Anon Request: “Ok but... imagine a sub bakugo fucking himself with a vibe, moaning ur name n shit, and then you walk in and decide to help him? Sucking his dick a bit maybe? pegging him afterwards w/ lots of praise and then the next morning everyone sees the hickeys on his neck and wonder where tf he got them from and ur just sitting there like 😊☕ sipping some coffee n shit.”

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Dom!Reader

Summary: Bakugo and You just haven't been spending a lot of time together recently and he's feeling a little pent up. Good news is, you arrive home in time to help him!

Warnings: NSFW! Fem!Dom!Reader and Sub!Bakugo. Pegging. Oral Sex and Marking. Both the Reader and Bakugo are consenting adults. Everything is fully consensual.

18+ ONLY!! Minors Do Not Interact.

A/N: I think I'm going to hell for this one.

Word Count: 2 054

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Bakugo is alone.

He hunches over on the bed, sheets messy, and he groans. In his hands, he’s slowly slipping a dildo in and out of his ass. Soft sure strokes as he moans into his pillow. Soft gasps as he searches for the place he knows will get him off. He spreads his legs a little more and desperately tries to fuck himself harder. He angles it slightly and it rubs against his sweet spot. He shudders.

“Fuck”, he gasps out as he tries to hit it again, but harder. “Fuck”

It’s not enough and his mind drifts to an image of you. You’re smirking down on him, with the eyes of a predator. But with you, it’s always Heaven and Hell colliding. Your hands that are always soft, that slip and slide over his own softer sensitive places. He can picture you now, running your hands down his ass. Grasping at his cheeks and pulling them apart. He can picture your pretty face when you fuck him, hovering over him, and leaning down for another heated kiss. He can even picture that pretty face, eyes gone hard as you edge him to an inch of his life,

He hardens even more and he reaches for his dick with his other hand. He strokes himself. God, he wishes you were here. He doesn’t care how you fuck him but rather that you do it. Do it now. Break him in and turn him stupid. Like a begging whore.

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Hero work is always really hard. Today you chased a Villain through town while they tried to burn it down. They broke about everything in sight, and the damage was horrendous. After the whole ordeal the head of your agency decided that you could take the rest of the day off. You were about to decline as you’re relatively uninjured when you remembered that you haven’t had some proper alone time with your boyfriend. When was the last time you and Bakugo actually sat down together and enjoyed yourselves. Fuck, when was the last time you slept together. Instead, you accepted gratefully and headed home.

You slip through the front door of your apartment on silent feet. You reach for the light switch but pause. The home is eerily still but as you listen closely, you hear soft, sweet moans coming from the bedroom. You stop entirely in your tracks. You quietly shut the door, hoping that your lover doesn’t hear it and drop your things at your feet.

Bakugo may be a lot of things, but he’s no cheater. Your only guess is that someone has been snooping through your new toys without you. That baby pink box was supposed to be a surprise but you guess the horny bastard couldn’t help himself.

You step into the doorway of your shared bedroom and low and behold, your dirty little whore is sitting with his pretty little ass in the air, head buried in a pillow and a dildo is shoved up his ass as he desperately grinds against it. He softly groans into the pillow beneath him. He lifts his head and a frustrated whimper escapes his pink lips.

You decide to take action. You walk into the room, no longer softening your feet and announce your presence.

“Hello baby, what do you think you’re doing?”

His gaze snaps towards you. Although, instead of the usual sharp eyes he presents to the world, the look he sends you is miles away from the real world. His gaze is entirely glazed over with pleasure. You step up to him and grab his chin, forcing him to make eye contact with you. With your firm grasp his cheeks puff up and a bit of drool leaves his mouth. His eyes lift to meet yours.

“Are you having some trouble?”

Despite his miserable state he somehow manages to focus on you, your grip on his chin becomes gentle and he reveals a smirk when you bend down a little to reach his height. You run a finger over his bottom lip, tracing his smirk and he bites it gently. You remove your hand.

Brat.

“No trouble at all, but I could use some company.”

You reach down and grab hold of his cock. You give it a little squeeze. He hisses and releases the dildo. As he hisses, you capture his lips with yours. They’re soft and warm. Oh, how you’ve missed them. He gasps and turns away from you. “Baby, please”

“What?”, you ask as you slide a finger over his slit, smearing it in precum. This man is always so wet for you. He whines as you place a kiss on his neck.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you.”

You hum, “Have I not been giving you enough attention recently?”

He shakes his head, “No… no.. I need you. Fuck, You’re such a tease!” He grits his teeth and sharply inhales. You nibble his earlobe and say, “Me? I’m the tease? You’re the one who greeted me with a dildo shoved up your ass.”

He huffs out a laugh, “Can’t argue with that. Maybe you should just give me the attention I need.”

“Only good boys get attention.”

You can tell he’s getting close to his release. His hips are shaking and his gasps are getting louder. You release his cock and climb onto the bed behind him.

“You want to be a good boy for me, right? Good boys get lots of attention.”

You flip him onto his back and you spread his legs. He keens at your touch as you run your hands down his thighs, stopping before it reaches his dick before slowly running your nails back up to his knees. He whines and squirms beneath you.

Crack! Your hand connects with his thigh leaving the skin red and raw. He stops.

“I told you to be a good boy.”

Bakugo says nothing, he only throws you a desperate glance as he attempts to keep still. You lower your head. His poor neglected dick looks painfully erect. You stick your tongue out and give the tip a little taste. Bakugo inhales sharply. He doesn’t move though. Good Boy.

As a reward, the hands grasping at his thighs to keep them open relax their hold slightly. You take the tip into your mouth and suck gently. Your right hand abandons its current position and you begin to run your nails up and down his thigh. Just a ghost of a touch. Just to make him beg.

“Ah!”Bakugo cries. He trembles beneath you as you take more of him and go fully down. Your tongue swirls around his length. “Baby Please, please, please.”

You look up and his eyes are locked onto you. He’s gasping and panting. His hands are buried into the sheets. Every now and again his back arches sharply off the bed and he elicits even more crude and erotic cries.

You sit up and inspect your handy work. Bakugo’s eyes have completely succumbed to the haze. He softly gasps out cries, begging for release. His dick is so painfully hard. It drips with precum despite the fact that your mouth was just on it.

“Get on your knees”

He nods before twisting himself around. On his knees, he knows his place so well. Ass is high in the air and his head sits pretty on the pillow. You could just devour him whole. He’s practically laying himself out like a platter. You reach into the side draw for your strap and lube. Bakugo grabs the pillow in anticipation.

He breathes deeply and squirms slightly. You pour a generous amount of lube onto your finger and begin to rub his entrance. He whines and pushes his hips back. You slap his ass in warning.

“Good Boys stay still or are you just that much of a whore. Look at you,” you say as you slip one finger in easily, “you’re so ready for me, I barely need to prepare you.”

You slip in another with barely any resistance and begin to scissor him open. Pumping your fingers in and out making sure he’s properly stretched. You lean forward and bite his beautiful ass. He jerks his head up in surprise and cries out. His knuckles turn white with the death grip he currently has on these sheets. You decide that he’s had enough and line up your dildo with his entrances. You run a hand over his ass and spread his cheeks as you press against the entrance.

You run your hands up to his hips and grasp them gently.

He opens up around the dildo and you slide in and immediately aim for that sweet spot. You must’ve hit it because he immediately arches his back.

“Ahh, God, Fuck Me!”

He shakes for a second before collapsing on the bed. “Hmmmm, You came just from me entering you?”

You glance down at his pathetic state to see that his face is entirely red. You smirk, “Surely, my good boy isn’t finished yet.”

You move your hips back and slam back into him. He throws his head back and moans. His mouth barely closes as you repeatedly slam into him. He barely has time to breathe as he keens and falls apart beneath you.

“Good Boy”

Bakugo pushes back into you and mindlessly grinds his hips. He chases his second release desperately. You fuck into him like the dirty bitch you know he is. You flip him onto his nack and lean over him as you grind your hips harder. You place a kiss on his lips but he’s so out of it that he is unable to kiss you back, just continues to groan. You attack his neck. You suck on the skin of his jaw and listen to him fall apart.

Suddenly, his back arches sharply as he finishes a second time. He breathes heavily as he comes down from his high. His eyes flutter close.

He manages a lazy smile and says, “I’ve missed you.”

You chuckle and place a kiss onto his forehead before disappearing to get some towels. When you come back to the room he’s already fast asleep but manage to clean him up as best as you can before climbing in next to him.

You wrap the new blanket around the both of you and he stirs next to you. Upon seeing you, he leans over and wraps you in his arms and places a chaste kiss on your lips.

“I promise in the morning, it’ll be you who can’t leave this bed.”

You hum at him before sending a teasing smile, “Let’s see if you’ll even be able to get up tomorrow.”

He scowls mockingly at you before dragging you even closer and burying his head into your neck.

“We’ll see”, he mumbles

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“Hey Bro, how you been?!”, Kirishima exclaims as he waltzes through the front door.

You roll your eyes, giving him a spare key was a dumb idea on Bakugo’s part but best friends will be best friends. You grab an extra mug and pour him some tea as well from the pot you brewed earlier. The aroma is quite refreshing, quite fitting for your mood this morning.

Bakugo sits on the couch leaning on the arm rest, he scowls slightly at his friend. “You could’ve called first”, he mutters out as he finally turns to meet Kirishima’s gaze.

“Well, I was gonna but- HOLY SHIT DUDE!! What happened to your neck?!?! How Hard did that Villain Fucking hit you?? My God!”

You bite back a smile as you watch Bakugo flush red. The bruise is quite big though, perhaps you should’ve been a little nicer to him. Bakugo throws you a scathing look before he turns to Kirishima who has now dropped himself in front of the couch to inspect the bruise. He looks worried about it but you think he should be more worried at Bakugos rising anger.

“Kirishima”, he says with an annoyed look, “I’m taking your key away.”

Bakugo makes eye contact with you but you simply smile back at him and take a sip from your tea. You send him a little wink. Kirishima, who watched the little exchange, finally flushes red as he jumps to his feet. It’s about time he realizes what it is. You send them both an innocent smile before turning back to your work.

[stariwrites]

Three

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI 18+ DOES NOT MATTER IF YOURE 17 OR THINK YOURE MATURE DONT INTERACT

Pairings: Fem! Reader x bakudeku

Warnings: Threesome, dom Bakugou, sub reader and Izuku, Izuku calls Bakugou sir, Izuku and Bakugou almost talk like the reader isn’t there?? Praise kink, dirty talk, if I missed anything please let me know!!

Concept: Bakugou guides izuku’s hips as he fucks you

Authors note: I’ll probably delete this later on today who knows but the idea popped into my head and this happened also the title is inspired by the Britney Spears song

Izuku doesn’t know how it got to this. One minute he was eating dinner with you and Bakugou, reminiscing about high school and the next minute here he is, in your shared bedroom between the two of you with his cock stretching you out.

A soft “fuck” falls from his lips as he’s slowly being guided into you. He can’t think with the way you whimper. He can hear the small “Izuku please” that falls from your lips. His head is spinning. He’s wanted this for so long, he can’t believe it’s actually happening.

The hands on his hips dig into Izuku abruptly bringing him back to the present. He’s fully inside you now, he can feel you squeezing his cock, practically milking him. He can’t help but toss his head back and allow the loud moan to fall from his kiss swollen lips.

“How does it feel ‘zuku?” Katsuki’s voice causes a full body shiver to ripple over him. The deep grumble makes him weak paired with the feeling of finally being inside you is too much for him to handle.

He can’t help but turn his head towards Katsuki with tears in his eyes. “Feels so good sir, so fucking good.”

Katsuki’s eyes widen before a smirk overtakes his features. “She’s so wet isn’t she?” To prove a point he takes his index finger and glides it over your body. He looks up at you with lust filled eyes before he rubs your clit.

You arch into the action, making Izuku go deeper inside you.

“Oh fuck,” you grip the bed sheets and thrust up, fucking your self on izukus cock. He’s deep, touching all the right places. You want more, no you need more.

Katsuki takes that as the moment to guide izukus hips back before fucking into you once more. “She looks so beautiful like this, doesn’t she?”

“So beautiful, ngh, wanted this for so long. She’s so good sir, takes me so well, shit.”

He speeds up the pace watching as the two of you fall apart under Katsuki’s ministrations. Izuku was a goner as soon as he entered you, but now? Now drool is slipping out of his mouth. His arms have given out causing him to leave kisses in the crook of your neck. All you can do is curl a hand in his curls and hang on.

You make eye contact with Katsuki who only smirks down at you as he continues to use Izuku as if he were nothing more than a plaything for the both of you.

“Hear that, princess? He’s wanted you all along, couldnt wait to fuck you. So desperate for you that hes already a mess. Bet he’s thought about you as he’s getting off, tell me baby what did you think about?”

Izuku groans at the pet name while he grips the bed sheets above your head. “Thought about it just like this. Thought about how good she’d feel, how pretty she’d sound under me as I fucked her, but I thought of you too.”

You catch the way Katsuki grins once he processes Izuku’s words. “Oh yeah?” He growls. “I bet you pictured me pinning you down didn’t you. Wanted me to take the reigns for a change, hm? Do you like it when I make you feel small and teach you how to fuck my girlfriend just the way she likes?”

You clench at Katsuki’s words, you can hear yourself begging but you don’t know what you’re begging for.

Before you can say anything Izuku turns back to Katsuki, he’s already so ruined it sends Katsuki’s blood rushing straight to his already hard cock that strains against his trousers.

“Yes,” he says, voice hoarse. His curls are a mess, but his eyes hold so much desire it makes Katsuki lose his breath. “Wanted to be like this for so long, ‘m close sir please let me cum.”

As if a switch has been flipped he firmly grasps onto Izuku’s hips and pulls him up by the curls causing the man to moan at the action.

“Is that so?” He growls, he doesn’t miss the way you subtly squirm at his tone of voice, biting your lip.

Izuku nods frantically. “Wanna cum so bad, need it please let me cum.”

“Well then why don’t you be a good boy and fuck our little princess and then I’ll let you cum, sound good?”

Izuku lets out a ragged breath, licking his lips. “Yes sir.”

[funny-tik-toks]

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

bakugou katsuki doesn’t believe he’s good. 

which is funny, in its own way. he’s a hero after all, it’s his job to be good. be kind, be tender, be a hero to the people. protect them, they say. be the kind of person people can look up to. 

but bakugou has never really been in it for the goodness. deep down, there’s this part of him that believe that he was never good to begin with. it’s not something he can verbalize, or even express without people looking at him like he’s grown three heads. 

he doesn’t want peoples pity. that unnecessary look of despair that people cast his way every time he brings it up. they can pinpoint his accomplishments, his achievements, his goals - all of it. but when it comes down to him, the fundamental question of his goodness, people seem to draw a blank. like they don’t know how to answer. 

he’s learned that it’s better not to bring it up. at least that way he can avoid the pitying remarks and attempts of reassurance. but when people praise him about his character, there’s always something downcast in his eyes. like he’s mourning a person he doesn’t know. a shadow. deep down, he doesn’t believe he’s good. 

he’s justified it all sorts of ways. maybe you don’t need to be a good person fundamentally. maybe the idea of a good person is something foreign anyways, because people are just people who do things. some good and some bad and some neither and some both. he’s had the conversation with himself so many times before. but it all comes back to the one thing. 

which is that, some part of bakugou katsuki, would like to feel.. that he’s good. maybe just once, he wants to feel good and right and centered. he wants to feel like the universe is in his favor. 

maybe wanting to be good is just another way for him to express that he’d like to stop fighting himself over everything he does. there’s no worse critique of bakugou than him. his impossible standard. 

when you say it for the first time - he can’t help but be stunned. 

it’s subtle. it’s soft, late into the evening - you press your cheek against his when he brings you a cup of coffee and sits next to you.. you take a sip and you sigh and your eyes get soft. and you say it. 

“you’re so good to me katsuki.” easily, like it’s nothing “thanks for the coffee.” 

it comes out of his mouth before he knows it’s happening. 

“..you think i’m good?” and it’s strained. his voice breaks, just a little. you give him a look, but you nod. it’s instant. assured. 

“of course you’re good.” you say - like you know he needs to hear it. his eyes close and his hand holds you tighter. 

“what about..” he stops, takes a breath, holds back tears he’s cried so many times before “what about me is good to you?” 

he hopes you don’t hear the shatter in voice, but you do. and you smile, because you know. you know him so well. and you know what he wants, who he is. who could love bakugou katsuki like you? 

“you always help kirishima get home when he’s drunk. you tell denki you’re proud of him when he gets down about himself and you’re always the first person to visit deku in the hospital. you fall asleep with me, and you’re warm,” you pause to take a deep breath, letting your head rest on your shoulder. 

“you’re always good to people. you try really hard to be good to people. everyone around you knows that, yknow? ‘cept for you. but you’re good, katsuki. always” 

bakugou katsuki doesn’t believe he’s good. but he thinks you’re so good, and it means something if you think that. at least for now, that’s enough. 

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

the idea that bkg innately wants to feel like he’s a good person but just thinks that is just beyond his reach because being good isnt natural to him. it hurts me. 

[zenaiide-deactivated20211231]

i think it hurts worse because he IS good. deep down, he’s always been good. but it’s his refusal to be seen as vulnerable, as anything that can be stepped on (which is exactly what he used to do to deku), which always makes him revert back to being an asshole. to the point that he’s internalised that attitude and acting contrary to it is foreign to him. he is nice, but he doesn’t know how to be nice.

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

im going to cry

[arcynnamon]

Meme re-draw I did for Denki’s birthday back in June~!🎁🎂✨🎊