Name - Valentine/Val/V (21 if the cops ask, 19 if we’re being serious)
Pronouns - Any (She, he, they, anything at all!!)
Likes - Pierce The Veil, unicorns, collectibles, clothes, hair clips, bugs and isopods, music in general, pjsk
Dislikes - “Alpha males”, Trump, the people who told me to kms and cut deeper💔
Fandoms - Pierce the veil, MCR, Vocaloid things, jjk, mha, The virgin suicides, Danganronpa + more that I can’t think of😞
Interests - Learning guitar! I know a couple Pierce the veil and Flyleaf riffs so far! (I’ve been learning for about 7 minutes)
Listening to music! I ADORE Pierce the veil, it’s not even funny. I love it so much. My favorite album is Afftd, my favorite song(s) is Drella and Falling asleep on a stranger!
Anyways I think I’m a pretty epic person even though I’m lowkey a NERD for indie horror games. Fnaf, Fran Bow, Kindergarten, Poppy playtime— You name the game and I’ll probably know something about it.
Sometimes I plan on sneaking out because of minor inconveniences. Like omg my parents yelled at me because of something small. Gotta go to the woods at 1 am on a school night and turn off my location! No seriously what. Might do that tonight I’ll update if I do.
When I say I like your eyes I mean like in a “aww so cute” kinda way but also in an “eye love you” type of way. Like spoon it out of me please. Like I Love Atsushi that shit please thank you.
content : the tiktok trend where gfs record their bfs being all clingy without them knowing , pro-hero bakugo caught lacking , domestic fluff , one use of y/n
katsuki bakugo was not the affectionate type. at least that's what everyone thinks. so when mina tells you about a harmless tiktok trend that came up on her fyp, one where girls record their unknowing boyfriends being clingy, you couldn't resist trying it.
the apartment was quiet, it was late and the city lights bled softy between the curtains, all while the hum of traffic was somewhere far below.
you were both in bed. well, technically, bakugo was on top of you--thankfully not too heavy, just close. one arm was around your waist, the other was tucked under your back, all while his face was buried in the crook of your neck. his breath was warm against your skin and you could only assume his eyes were closed, he was relaxed in such a way that made it seem like he had no intention of moving for the next decade. these were the nights you loved, when he was free from patrol and all his hero duties.
it was rare to have this kind of stillness and you were sure many, many people would be baffled that the number five, pro-hero dynamight could exist like this.
"you're warm," he muttered into your neck, voice rough and sleepy from the long day.
you smiled while your fingers brushed lazily through his untamed hair.
and, if it was even possible, he pressed closer.
it was such a sweet, simple moment that you almost felt bad about the phone that you held above him. it had been recording for a few seconds now.
it was just for a trend mina had shown you earlier (and, of course, you have absolutely no intention of sharing it to anyone), but it was something stupidly cute to torture him with.
"he doesn't know when you're recording." she'd said. "that's the whole point."
you laughed lightly, "seems kind of mean."
well, bakugo definitely didn't know.
he shifted slightly and lovingly tightened his hold on you. then, his voiced dropped a little and he drawled out the words, "don't move."
"i'm not moving," you whispered in return, amused.
"good."
there was a pause. you almost didn't want him to see the camera and ruin the moment.
his hand flexed slightly at your waist as if he was checking that the moment was real, that you were real.
"stay here." he mumbled into your neck.
"you're clingy." you teased gently. even after all this time, he still gave you butterflies.
"shut up." he said, though there was no bite to it, only comfort.
his head sank deeper into your neck again and, for a moment, you thought he'd fallen asleep like that. his breath was so quiet and steady and the weight of him felt so familiar now, it made your heart ache a little.
then he murmured a little absentmindedly, "love you.." it was so soft that you almost missed it. your fingers paused in his hair, all the while the other hand kept the phone steady.
you had a small, more-than-content smile. "yeah, i know."
he hummed like that answer satisfied him.
then, bakugo shifted his head upward a little and pressed a soft kiss to your jaw.
that's when his sleepy, crimson eyes caught the dim light from the corner of his eye.
"what is that..." he muttered sleepily.
you stared at the ceiling when he shifted his head slightly, just enough to look up... just enough to see your phone... still recording.
the second bakugo fully registered what he was seeing, his eyes locked onto the camera and he jolted.
honestly, jolted is a bit of an understatement. the blond practically jumped back off of you so fast that the blanket shifted, then his hand snapped up instinctively like he was about to detonate the room out of pure reflex.
"WHAT THE HELL-"
he was already halfway from falling off the bed, glaring up at the phone then back to you like you had betrayed him more than anybody ever had.
you could already hear denki's stupid voice saying, "good one y/n, it could get, like, twelve million views."
"the hell is this!?"
you wheezed a little, "it's just a trend-"
"A TREND?"
"yes!"
"I'LL CREMATE YOU." at that, you lost it. you fell back onto your pillow and laughed, all the while he just sat there with messy hair and looking at your phone like it was the worst villain he'd come across. "DELETE IT NOW."
"i was gonna-" you tried to speak, still laughing, "i was literally gonna-"
"I'M NOT BEING RECORDED IN MY OWN DAMN HOUSE." he barked out and turned his head away, acting like he could escape embarrassment that way.
from somewhere deep in your laughter, you managed to speak, "you were being cute."
at that, he whipped his head back. "DON'T CALL IT THAT!"
"you're ashamed of love, katsu." you teased as your hand went out to pull him back into bed, the other hand putting your phone down.
despite his yelling, he leaned into your touch without fight. though before he could lay down, he leaned across you and grabbed your phone and threw it onto his side of the bed. you had to restrain yourself from calling your boyfriend dramatic.
then, he grabbed the blanket and yanked it up over the both of you. it looked like he was trying to erase the entire incident from reality.
"...whoever gave you this idea is dead." he muttered.
you were still smiling into his shoulder when he finally settled back down. he was a little grumpy and flushed, refusing to look directly at you now. but his hand still found your waist again anyway.
i just want to say how thankful i am for all the likes, comments, and reblogs. i just started this blog and it truly is so exciting and means a lot! also, if you send in a request, i got it but it might just take me a moment! (i'm graduating in 3 weeks and then i'm all yours) <3
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Summary: a needy Bakugo is cockblocked by their child’s inability to sleep. (Suggestive)
The house is finally quiet.
It takes a second for you to even believe it. After nearly an hour of soft reassurances, water, another blanket, a story, another story, and one last “stay until I fall asleep,” your four-year-old is finally out cold.
You ease the door shut with the precision of someone defusing a bomb.
Glorious, fragile silence.
After washing up for bed; you make it back to the bedroom, your shoulders have dropped an inch and your whole body feels like it’s melting. You barely get the blanket pulled back before you notice him.
Katsuki is already watching you.
He’s propped up on one elbow, way too awake for this hour, crimson eyes locked onto you like he’s been waiting. Which knowing him; he absolutely has.
“Took you long enough,” he mutters, but there’s no real bite to it.
You huff, sliding into bed. “I had to get ready for bed after we dealt with the no sleep situation. That’s 4 days in a row.”
“Yeah, well,” he shifts closer immediately, like he’s magnetized to you, “I’ve also been having a nightmare these past few days. It’s called “my wife’s ignoring me.”
You snort softly, but it fades when his hand finds yours; then your wrist, then slowly trails up your arm.
His fingers tangle in your hair, twirling a strand like he’s thinking. Or plotting.
“You’re staring hard,” you murmur into a smile.
“Yeah,” he says bluntly. “’Cause you look so good.”
Heat creeps up your neck instantly. After years of marriage he still made you blush. “I look tired but thank you.”
“Shut up,” he mutters, but there’s a faint smirk tugging at his lips now. He leans in closer, voice dropping, rougher. “I’m serious.”
His thumb brushes your cheek. The look in his eyes shifts and suddenly you’re very aware of how close he is. How quiet the room is. How long it’s been since you’ve had a moment alone together.
“You’re finally not busy,” he adds, quieter now.
“Oh?” you tease lightly, even as your heart picks up. “Says you... and what exactly do you plan to do about that?”
His grip tightens just a little in your hair, not enough to hurt, just enough to make your breath hitch.
“I’m going to treat my pretty wife right,” he says, low and certain.
You lean in, just a fraction, brushing his nose with yours. “You always do.”
He leans in slowly, pressing a kiss to your lips, electricity surging through your body. You melt into it, your lips never disconnecting.
Then—
Creaaaak.
Both of you freeze.
Small footsteps.
A tiny, sniffly voice from the doorway: “…Mama?”
You shut your eyes, annoyed.
You can feel the exact moment his soul leaves his body.
“…You’ve got to be kidding me,” he whispers, staring at the ceiling.
Your toddler stands there, clutching a stuffed animal, lip trembling. “I had a bad dream…”
a/n: thinking abt being super sleepy and kiss drunk with katsuki
“no more.” he mumbles against your lips.
“one more kats please?” you chase after his lips as he pulls back.
“you’re fallin asleep, princess.” he kisses you again and you whine.
“kats one more.” you blink your heavy lids up at him “kiss me til i fall asleep.” you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down to the bed with you.
“suppose.” he sighs and presses his lips softly to yours.
he peppers kisses across your lips, smiling with each soft sound that comes from you. he slides his tongue along the seam of your lips, slowly pushing in as he cradles your face. he deepens the kiss, thumbs stroking across your cheeks trying to lull you to bed.
your arms unravel from his neck and he pulls back to pepper the softest kisses across your face. he pulls the covers up and places a kiss on each of your eyelids before leaning back and admiring you.
“love you.” one last kiss to your lips before he curls around you.
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ gym rat bakugou who.. has you as his wallpaper so he knows what he’s training for. he unlocks his phone between sets and pauses a bit too long, pretending he’s just swapping spotify playlists. his eyes stay on the screen like he’s gathering strength from it, even though he’d never admit that out loud. if you catch him staring, he mutters “don’t look at me like that,” but he still keeps your photo right there every day.
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ gym rat bakugou who.. asks you what meals you want when he’s doing his meal prep. he stands in the kitchen with containers lined up and says “tell me what you want this week, i’m not letting you skip meals again.” he gives you a whole lecture about nutrition while chopping veggies, acting like you’re the one who needs discipline. even then, he always makes your favourite dish first and packs it neatly so you’ll actually eat it.
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ gym rat bakugou who.. buys personal weights for home and gets your name engraved into the metal. you only notice it one day when you’re cleaning and see the letters shining on the side. when you ask him why, he shrugs and says “because i want to hold you even when you’re not close to me.” he says it nonchalantly, but his ears go red and he avoids your eyes for the rest of the day.
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ gym rat bakugou who.. serves as the best human pillow when cuddling. he pulls you onto him like it’s the most natural thing in the world, letting you settle against his chest. his steady breathing and solid frame make it easy for you to drift off without even trying. if you mumble that he’s comfy, he grumbles “yeah, i know,” but his arm tightens around you every single time.
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟gym rat bakugou who.. carries your bag even when you insist you can do it yourself. he grabs it before you can argue and slings it over his shoulder because it weighs like nothing for him. if you complain, he just says “stop whining, i’m helping.” he always walks a little closer to you after that, like it’s his job to look after you.
gym rat bakugou who.. kisses your forehead before leaving for early morning training. he leans over you while you’re half asleep and whispers “i’ll be back soon.” he tucks the blanket around you before heading out, making sure you’re comfortable. when he returns, he checks on you first thing, brushing your hair back with a croaky “told you i wouldn’t be long.”
gym rat bakugou who.. sends you progress photos even though he pretends he doesn’t care about them. he stands in front of the mirror after a workout and snaps a quick pic, acting like it’s only for tracking. then he sends it to you with a message along the lines of “look at this, i’m getting better.” if you reply with praise, he gets flustered and says “whatever, just tell me if you like it.”
gym rat bakugou who.. drags you to the sports store because he wants you to pick matching water bottles. he pretends it’s practical, saying “you need a decent one anyway,” but he keeps holding up colours and asking which one suits you. when you choose matching ones, he nods, playing off as if it’s no big deal even though he’s clearly pleased. later he fills yours for you before every workout without saying a word.
