💣 A SEMI-PRIVATE DIARY dedicated to my long-time oshi katsuki bakugo (aka dynamight) art and some writings 。゚. * 9teen ♡ this is a sideblog! block freely & no smut here
katsuki is not known to be someone to be late, if anything, he’s always early. however, today was not one of those days as you were woken up by the his attempt at being quiet while rushing to get dressed.
the ruffle and clank of his costume had you straining your neck over your shoulder to peek at what was going on. his arms were lifted as he tugged something over his head, biceps straining as your view of his perfectly chiseled body was quickly concealed.
you let out a slight groan as you roll your body over, head resting on your arms. “you okay?” he huffed as he lifted one of his gauntlets, eyes locked on yours as he tugged it on. “yeah -shit, woke up late” you sat up a bit faster now, knowing how katsuki’s typical morning routine has been officially scrapped. you take a look at the clock, ‘5:34’. “ouu shit”
he rolled his eyes slightly before practically lunging towards you, a long kiss landing on your lips. his hand rests on your cheek, savouring the taste as even though he is late, he would never leave without one. his job is one with unexpected twists after all, good and bad.
after pulling away he stands up, grabbing his phone and other essentials. “sorry for waking you sweets, i’ll make it up to you.” you smile and shake your head. “it’s my day off, don’t worry. now go, and call me later if you can ok?” with a curt nod and no more words, he bolts out the door, the click of the lock echoing around the apartment.
you sigh and take another look at the clock. “just a little more..” and you flop back onto the bed, dozing off in seconds.
eventually 9am rolls around and you decide it’s time to do just about anything to try and make this day productive. and perhaps also because your stomach was making some loud noises at one point.
after a shower, you do something quick with your hair and anything else in your routine that you like to do whenever you have the time.
finally, breakfast. you stand in front of the fridge, pulling it open and- oh. oh well that wasn’t very good. you reach into the fridge and pull out what was meant to be katsuki’s lunch. meant to be because he obviously forgot it. the carefully crafted lunch that you took your sweet time making last night and was going to surprise him with before he left.
you look at the sad box sitting in your hands. if you were to be honest, you felt too lazy to go all the way to the agency just to hand it to him.. but his lunch was in an hour, and again, it’s not like you have anything better to do. so after putting on some cute summer dress that made you look pretty damn good, you marched outside and drove your ass all the way to that overbearing sky scraping building.
you step out of the car with a huff from the strenuous heat, and walk through the huge doors of the agency. navigating through the building that you have visited more times than you can count still isn’t the easiest but eventually you make it to the top floor, stepping out the elevator with the lunchbox held in your hand.
the first thing that hits you are the stares. heroes and other personnel passing you by with that look in their eyes, glances over the shoulder once they thought they were far enough. you feel a little shiver of nerves as you walk past and down the hall.
you hope katsuki was in a good mood by the way the morning had went but as you check your watch you notice his break was going to start any minute now. the thought of seeing him already melts away any of your worries.
you lean against the wall outside of one of the meeting rooms as you can hear the loud but composed voice of your fiancé leading whatever conversation you had no interest in. just as you were about to check the time on your watch, you can feel it before you look up.
right in front of you was what looked like to be one of the office workers that occupied one of the many desks in the building. he looked you up and down, his greasy strands of hair falling in front of his eyes as he takes his sweet time observing you shamelessly.
you don’t do anything except throw him a disgusted grimace that has his grin dropping and leg slowly pushing off of the wall and-
the door next to you clicks open and people begin to pour out. your eyes are still glancing to look for the man to make sure he wouldn’t jumpscare you after the crowd disperses. “sweets?what are you doing here?” you snap your eyes to meet those dark crimson ones. he scans you from head to toe before taking in a subtle deep breath. “you really love to test me, especially at work huh.” you smile and lean up to peck his cheek. he chases your lips until his land on yours.
as you pull away, you finally lift up the reason your here and hand it to him. “i made you lunch last night but well- y’know. so i brought it to you as a little surprise.” he gives you a small smile as he takes the box, his other arm wrapping around your waist. “damn, you better prepare yourself when i get back. for this-” he lifts the box, “-and that damn dress. i can see those old fucks staring. i’ll deal with them later” he grips your waist just that little bit tighter, hand dropping that little bit lower.
he lands a kiss on the crown of your head before pulling away. “you heading back now?” you nod and look up at him. “yeah, i have a show i want to finish and i might start dinner.” he grimaces “maybe wait till i get back yeah?” you roll your eyes at his response. “a little trust from your side would be nice you know?” his face doesn’t change. “whatever i’m leaving now. the amount of testosterone in this damn building is pissing me off”
you start to walk away as you hear his subtle chuckle. “your ass looks good” you shoot him a look before disappearing in the elevator.
and after he makes sure you’re gone and out of earshot, he sets the box gently to the side. his footsteps almost inaudible as he approaches the end of the hall and goes around the corner.
there squats the greasy office worker, phone up and in hand. camera open and gallery full. his breathing slows.
“so.. you can either lose everything you have and hold dear, or have the shit beaten out of you until you land in a hospital bed. your pick fuck face.”
katsuki and his mother hen tendencies on the low. he hand-feeds you fruit he cuts up himself, grumbling something about how he's "gotta get some fuckin' nutrients in you somehow," and he wipes your makeup off at the end of the day while you sit there scrolling on your phone because otherwise "you're gonna pass out like a dumbass and wake up bitchin' about your skin breakin' out," and he applies sunscreen for you in the mornings while you stand there and let him, muttering under his breath about how "you've got the survival instincts of a fuckin' rock—uv damage isn't a joke." he always acts like you're a handful for making him take care of you but as soon as you try to do anything yourself, he low key gets sulky that you don't need him
“kats..” you said quietly as you set your keys down on the kitchen counter. your shoes already shucked off by the door. you flicked multiple lights on as you made your way up to the shared room. “katsuki..” you whispered, hoping that the man who always slept rigidly at 9pm was awake. “katsuki pls be awake..” he shifted and grumbled something before blinking awake to look at you. “what woman.. it’s fuckin late..” you chewed your lip, mumbling “i’m so sacred..” that woke him up quick.
he furrowed his brows and grabbed your arms fast checking for wounds and flicking the lamp on to examine you. “what?? why. what the hell happened-just tell me who did it.” you shook your head fast, “no no it’s just..the movie i went to see w mina was so so scary. i was literally shaking in the theater” your heart was still jumpy if we were being honest, hands gripping his shirt. he sighs and lays back “fuck i thought u were hurt baby, didn’t i tell you not to see that shit??” you felt better already, shrugging w a coy smile “it was so good though.. but i wish u were there so i could grab those warm biceps.” you looked him up and down. it sent blood to his head. i won’t say which though.
his eyes filled with mirth and heat “yeah? want me there comforting you? my baby jus wanna run to me” he pulled u closer and took your palms to his mouth to lay hot kisses on them, teeth softly scraping ur fingers. “silly woman.” he mumbles as he tugs you to lay on him. “nothin scary’s gonna get my girl here, you got that? i’ve gotchu baby” he comforted softly while flicking your forehead.. you smiled anyways and swatted back-stretching out against that solid body. “promise?” gentle doe eyes stared up at his red heavy ones. “mmm, fuckin promise.. now go to bed woman.” he covers your mouth with a grin as you laugh. you eventually drift off to sleep with that sexy man protecting you-but right before you did you mumbled a quick “love u..” he grunted something intelligible and tightened the muscle around ur waist. “night baby”
you love waking up before katsuki, love being the only one to see him like this. calm, cheek squished against the pillow, lips parted ever so slightly letting out little puffs of air. his hair is going in every direction, the permanent scowl on his face near extinct when he’s asleep.
you brush your thumb along the slight crease in his eyebrows and he makes a small noise and cuddles his pillow closer. you trace your finger down the curve of his nose, watching the small crinkle before you trail the sharp line of his jaw.
you press a soft kiss on his forehead, then his eyelids, then his nose, one on each cheek and the finally one of his lips. he doesn’t stir but his cheeks get pink like his body knows he’s being doted on and admired.
you comb your fingers through his hair, humming softly at the silky strands before you scratch your nails against his scalp. his breathing deepens and he moves an inch closer, coaxing you to press against him. you pepper kisses across his hairline, smiling when he drapes an arm over your waist.
“mmniloveyou.” he nuzzles into your neck.
“i love you too katsuki.” you whisper, wrapping your arms around him and holding him tightly.
“can you keep mm..” his hand lands on top of yours in his hair and has you pet him again.
“course i can, pretty boy.” you coo, running your fingers through his hair, softly scraping your nails on his hair.
“fuck, feels s’good.” he rasps into your neck.
“shhhshhshh.” you hold him closer and rub his back with your other hand until his breathing evens out into soft snores and you let sleep take you too.
with blinding lights and flashing cameras, the press and paparazzi drown the scene as katsuki steps out the entrance. there’s dirt smeared across his jaw, his hero suit heavy and torn apart more than ever, but soon, media headlines will zero in on a rare snapshot of his softer grin, adorned by a shy dimple while he looks to the side, lipstick marks all over his face (thanks to you).
like borderline loser for his significant other, loses majority of his rizz not that you mind, you actually love it, stumbles over his words a little, occasionally zoning out mid conversation because the sunlight is hitting your skin just right and really must imagine afternoon naps with you.
you'd think he'd improve with time, get a bit cocky in how well he takes care of you, he does get confident, but he also retains majority of his loserboy™ traits.
Katsuki loves to watch movies with you. Especially horror movies where you're clinging to his arm as he teases you about how scared you look.
He scoffs after you jump up from a jump scare that appeared on the screen. "I can never believe how this can scare you, it's made up."
Immediately after, you defend yourself, turning your head to look at him. "There's jump scares y'know!"
"They're predictable," he shot right back.
Silence fell between you, the only sound coming from the television in front of you. You pout as you let go of his arm, turn around, and lean your back against his side, your arms crossed.
"Don't tell me you're sulking over a small tease." He didn't receive an answer to his reply.
"Come on, don't ignore me," he spoke a little quieter as he turned his body around on the couch, forcing you to either fall back onto his lap or sit on your own. You remained seated. Completely ignoring him. He reached his hands up, holding your shoulders as he pulled you down. Your head naturally leaned back, now locking eyes with him.
"Are you that desperate for my attention?"
"Continue watching the movie," he demanded, avoiding your question.
"Why? So you can make fun of me again?"
"Perhaps."
"God, you're unbelievable...," you muttered under your breath as you finally straightened yourself up and sat back next to him where you were before. His strong arm was around your shoulders that very same second, pulling you closer to him.
"You know, sometimes I think whenever you want to watch something, it's only because you want to be close to me," you asked curiously, glancing at him.
"Got a problem?"
"No, no. No problem."
For the rest of the night, you kept clinging to him, still scared shitless from a few jump scares, but eventually you drifted off to sleep after it ended.
So, yeah, he loved movie nights where he can have you real close without anyone caring. And when you fell asleep on him? Even better. He thinks you look adorable sleeping on his chest. You don't live with him, but the amount of times he purposefully didn't wake you up only because he wanted you to stay the night, may be a sign you should.
a/n : I learned a bit more about how to write so now it definitely looks better than before with the dialogues and all. Also, I'm sorry this is a short one after not posting for a while, but it's all I got since I have NO GOOD IDEAS, GOSH. Thank you for 500 likes on my last post tho ♡
hear me out. katsuki in an accident. amnesia. yall r married but he doesnt even rmbr meeting you. hes usually gentle and soft w you unlike he is w literally anyone else, never yelling at you bc he knows you get scared, but hes yelling and angry and its directed at you for the first time in years. and its angsty and terrible and heartwrenching
i had a similar thought some months ago, except it’s the reader that gets amnesia. he had to sleep on the couch because he didn’t wanna freak us out, but late at night when we’re sleeping, he crawls over the mattress and hugs us from the behind, carefully so he doesn’t disturb u from ur sleep.
when you and katsuki argue, the best way to keep the situation de-escalated is by showing him physical affection, especially in the beginning of your relationship. how else can you get your point across his messy, loud mind? throughout his life, raging thoughts fill it of how he’s not good enough, that one day, you will leave him for someone kinder, more patient, someone better. you HAVE to hold his face, nudge the back of his hand, feel the warmth and softness of his palms all caused by his sweat, and cut through his soul with a gentle gaze.
He is one thousand percent the type of guy to just collapse when he gets home. Whether thats on you or on the couch he doesn't mind either. He can and will become a deadweight instantly.
You can be home, lounging on the sofa with you legs up. Only sitting upright slightly when you hear him open the door. "Hey, how was work?" you greeted, moving to grab the remote to pause the show you were mindless watching.
He grumbled a noise of frustration, setting down his keys and whatnot before dragging his feet into the living room. "People are so fuckin' stupid," was all he said before dropping all his weight onto you.
Air squeeze from your lungs as you accommodated the new weight. His head falling on your chest instinctive burying his face in you. His arms wrapping around your waist, pinning himself against you and you against the couch. Shimmying his body between your legs so the two of you are fully connected.
A small hum leaving his lips as you run one hand over his back, squeezing lighting in a half ass attempt at a massage. The other hand curling into his hair and scratching at his scalp.
He just melted further into your embrace, letting a sigh that seemed to carry every frustration and every held word he had for the day. A signal to you that you would be here a while. So you did what anyone else would do, accepted it and pressed play on the remote.
when you and katsuki argue, the best way to keep the situation de-escalated is by showing him physical affection, especially in the beginning of your relationship. how else can you get your point across his messy, loud mind? throughout his life, raging thoughts fill it of how he’s not good enough, that one day, you will leave him for someone kinder, more patient, someone better. you HAVE to hold his face, nudge the back of his hand, feel the warmth and softness of his palms all caused by his sweat, and cut through his soul with a gentle gaze.
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this started off as like a short blurb it was just supposed to be my opinion but I got carried away LMAO
I actually think katsuki would be a really great dare i say gentle husband..
Idk just considering his character and feelings i think he'd be really considerate and soft with you in some moments.
Obviously not all the time but i dont think hes as gaurded when hes alone with you.
Even in bed I feel like he perfers cherishing you and living in the moment of being connected and doing such an intimate act.
Doesnt mean he doesnt love fucking you stupid though,
Maybe he'll even tear up when the pyshical and emotional feelings get to be too much?
you'd giggle and cup his cheeks, swiping the tears away as you lean in for a soft kiss, his body moving smoothly against yours, his hands gripping your waist like he'll loose you, he tongue chasing yours like its going to run away and never come back.
if it weren't for edge shot he never would've gotten this far, never would have lived the cozy life he has with you, never would have lived to see all his friends grow up and become heroes, never would see how all of his friends made a difference in the world.
All his life people would tell him how great his quirk is, how strong he is, how smart he is, no compliments on who he is as a person.
Then it'd be followed by insults about his gaurded personality, the one thing he showed about himself as a person, outside of his skills.
So he would tear up at the realization hes had probably a thousand times that he not only found love to begin with, but he found someone who looked beyond all of it and fell inlove with him, his soul.
Not dynamight but katsuki bakugo, someone who always loved and stuck by him at his worst and his best.
Staying close while his arm recovers, a supportive kiss to his cheek that would warm his heart each time he successfully squeezed the hand gripping device without his arm quivering and causing his hand to give out.
Pushing him to keep going when he felt there was no hope for it to recover.
His head lays in your lap while you lay on his bed in his dorm.
"Do you think my arm will be fixed?" He mumbles, looking over the gnarly half healed scars.
"Well you can actually move it now!"
"Why would you think that?" You reach to card your fingers through his hair.
He'd blush alittle and grumble something under his breath before changing the subject.
or the time you seemed more excited than him when he went off on his first day as a pro hero, his hero costume is in top notch condition and he's putting on his boots as you cheerfully bounce over to him.
he looks up at you with a grin, the two of you standing in your first shared apartment as you toss yourself into his arms and excitedly kiss his cheek before waving him off.
celebrating his first day when he gets home that night just the way he likes, nothing crazy, his favorite take out and sitting lazily on the couch until bed with you, you always know how he likes to relax.
how he never told you how tense his shoulders got, or how sore and messed up his previously mangled arm would feel after a harder day.
he walks out of the bathroom after a shower to see you sitting on the bed with his lotion in hand and urging him to lay beneath you.
he doesn't let you see how his face heats up and it feels like he has a lump in his throat as you work the knots out of his back, before moving to his arm, easing the tension out of his arm.
you would look up at him with the what he is certain is the definition of heart eyes as you kiss the pads of each finger once your done.
you always knew though, you'd hear the choked sound of him holding back his tears, you feeling how his body jolted when he'd suck in a tight breathe.
you always let him have his moment, allowing him to come to you if he wanted.
he rarely had to tell you the things he enjoyed or needed, you always noticed naturally.
he'll never forget how you never changed even when he came clean about what he did to Izuku, even when he told him to jump, all you did was throw your arms around him and give him this big speech about how people can change. He was just a conflicted kid, didn't know how to regulate his feelings and did it wrong, and how he's worked his past it and he's done so much to make up for it and to prove he's a better person now. not to mention how Izuku clearly forgave him so why wouldn't you?
He acts like your speech didn't effect him but it did, he felt like something was tugging on his heart, threatening to open a gateway to his tear ducts, in complete disbelief you were still here, you didn't call him a cruel asshole and end it right there.
he never forgets how through everything you always stuck with him.
he loves yet cringes the times your love was too much making him have to take a step back before he explodes, literally, or back when he was healing from his death experience you genuinely had to leave the room because you were being too cute, his heart would hammer painfully because he was getting cuteness aggression. This was the only time period he would admit you drove him crazy and it was solely so you wouldn't give him a heart attack.
also back at UA when you would sneak into his dorm at night, he wake up confused with someone pressed against his back sniffling, he turn to see your big glassy eyes, tears spilling down your cheeks and onto his shirt, he'd roll over to tuck you into his side, acting all annoyed until you'd sob that you had another nightmare that edge shot couldn't save you.
shocked someone loved him that much they would have nightly dreams about losing him.
how you memorized all his favorites, how much spice he likes, what movie genre catches his attention, what kind of sweets he likes, how he gravitates towards cats more than dogs, how he pretends to be annoyed when your pet snuggles up to him but is later found with him asleep and your fuzzy friend sleeping on his chest.
you memorized him.
you memorized dynamight too,
but more than anything, even when he is dynamight, all you can see is Katsuki Bakugo.