#bakugo headcanons

[im-so-tired-sorry]

Drop of Sunshine

Yellow Blanket Pt. 2 ! Pt. 1 <-

fantasy!kiribaku x pregnant!reader

cw: pregnancy trope (obvi), not completely accurate to child birth since it's a fantasy world so I did make some stuff up, reader is implied to have somewhat long hair (?) tried to keep this as gender neutral as possible, reader is also written to be human, #gender reveal

wc: 1.7k

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You squatted by the side of the bed, arms and head resting on the mattress. “By the grace of the gods I need this baby out of me!!”

You were due a week ago. Seven days ago you were physically prepped and emotionally prepared to be in this position. Seven days ago, you were ready to have a baby. But hours passed without your water even breaking, and since you decided you wanted it to be as natural of a birth as possible, you went home with nothing to do but wait.

And wait.

...

Aaaaaaannnnnnnnd wait.

And with every day that passed, it gave you nothing but stress. Stress for the baby's health, your health, and at one point, Bakugo's blood pressure.

Bakugo and Kirishima were just as excited for the baby's arrival, but that also meant that they were just as anxious every day that nothing happened. And Kirishima, trying to soothe you and Bakugo while making sure his own heart doesn't explode in dread and anticipation, decided that a nice, relaxing meditation session would do all of you some good. Just a couple good stretches to ease the mind and body. But, of course, as soon as you tried your best attempt at a downward dog, you felt a small 'pop' around your pelvis area and-

Splash.

A small gush of water bursted between your thighs. And the fluid just happened to keep dripping down. Your husbands turned to you at the sound and, for a moment, all of you stared at the puddle that formed under you. Before anyone could react with any emotion of excitement, panic, adrenaline, etc., you commented, "Ok, so I think the baby's coming."

Now you're here. At the village's medic and healer, squatting beside the bed you're technically supposed to be lying in, in a gown, still with no baby and painfully slow and intense contractions. You knew that giving birth to a baby that's (probably) half dragon, or at least half dragon soul, would be different to giving birth to one that's fully human. But this was not described in any of the dragon-birthing books you had researched on.

"Ok, at this point, whichever one of you reaches inside me and pulls this baby out shares their last name." You say, tilting your head back as more beads of sweat drip down your face. Kirishima chuckles as he squats next to you. "You know we can't do that baby. Katsuki hasn't trimmed his nails and you love to comment on my 'butter fingers'." That earns a chuckle out of you and Kiri brushes some hair out of your face. "Yeah you know we would if we could. Hell, I would've done it by now if it meant that you and the baby would be okay." Bakugo joins you two, squatting on your other side, as he rubs your back. "Trust me baby, we want to relieve you of this. If you want me to grab the doctor for that potion, I'll go-"

"No!" You respond hastly, then you sigh a deep breath and slowly start to stand, your husbands spotting you as you rise. "I know it would help, and trust me it's tempting, but..." You sit on the bed, guiding your hands around your bump. "I'm already overdue and something tells me that if I rush this..." Your eyes begin to sting, and your husbands immediately step in to comfort you.

"It's ok." Bakugo whispers as he uses a hand to gather your hair out of your face and holds it, exposing your neck to some cool air. Kirishima grabs a cool damp towel and holds it up to your exposed neck. You can't help but close your eyes and lean into the warmth of his hand. Both of your husbands use their spare hands to join yours on your bump.

It's truly comforting, and the thought of how grateful and lucky you are to have these two starts to get you emotional. Until you start to feel another contraction coming. You cringe and tense, bracing yourself for the pain to come. "Contraction" is all you're able to whisper to warn your husbands beside you. Kirishima immediately takes ahold of one of your hands for you to use to squeeze. Bakugo gently caresses your head and gives you a kiss at your crown.

At that moment, a healer walks into the room, dressed in dark robes and putting on some gloves. "Hello family! I'm Sylva! How we doin'?"

"Mmmm" was all you could muster as you squeeze Kiri's hand, riding out the waves of pain hitting your pelvic area.

"Going through a contraction right now." Kirishima answers for you.

"Oof. Hold out sweetheart, this is probably your last one." You had read in one of your maternity books that one of the ways giving birth to dragon souls was different compared to other races was based on the contractions. With birthing humans, the timing between each shortened and the intensity increased. With dragon souls, they were consistently intense, but you would usually only have four to five contractions after your water had broken until it was time to start labor. The timing between each one however varied. You were on number four and you were praying this was your last one.

"Ok sweetie lay on the bed for me. I'm gonna check how dilated you are." Bakugo helps you lay down as Kirishima adjustes your pillow. Sylva pulls some goggles from her head that magnified her eyes by three. You knew if you allowed yourself to laugh, not only would that be considered rude but the baby would shoot out of you.

"Oh! Well then," your heart spiked for a moment before, "you are just about there! Ready to start pushing?"

"Gods yes." You crane your neck back in relief as everyone shares a chuckle.

"Alrighty then. Hubbies if you want to sit on either side of them for comfort you can, I'm just gonna need you to lower that gown for that skin-to-skin contact afterwards." You do as you're told, having your husbands sit beside you.

"You ready?" Kirishima asks, reaching and squeezing your hand. You nod, nerves suddenly resting in your chest.

Sylva walks up to you with a vial that looks to be filled with liquid gold. She starts to fill a dropper with the stuff. "What is that?" You ask with suspicion.

"Oh this? I call it my 'drops of sun'. It temporarily strengthens the muscles in your pelvic area while relaxing, almost numbing the nerves. It helps with the pushing and has no effect on the baby. There will be an intense warmth down there which is a completely normal effect of the potion. That is... if you want to take it."

Your husbands turn to you. "You ok with that?"

"Don't feel pressured to say yes."

You thought on it for a moment before, "Yeah, I'll take some."

Sylva drops only a few drops into your mouth and you immediately feel that warming sensation she talked about. It was a little overwhelming, but you took a deep breath as you reminded yourself that it was normal. Sylvia exposed your bottom half and pushed your legs back.

"Alright honey start pushing."

Pushing was probably the hardest part of your entire pregnancy. Even with the potion in affect, some pain was too intense to be dulled. Not to mention it felt like forever. Between pushing, the pain, the heat, sweating like crazy, three other people talking over each other to encourage you, trying to remember to breathe, rehydrating, almost passing out a couple times, it was all too intense. You almost thought you couldn't do it.

Until you feel the weight that's been latched onto you for months slip out. And you instinctively relax to the feeling of being weightless, literally. But you wait. Building tension in the air, everyone is silently waiting.

And then you hear a cry.

You and your husbands sigh in relief, limbs and hands relaxing fully, as your baby cries and cries and cries.

"You did that." Bakugo whispers, leaning over to land a kiss on your hairline.

"You're amazing." Kirishima whispers as well, kissing your hand.

"Are they ok?" You instinctively ask, too exhausted to open your eyes.

"Don't worry honey, this girl is the healthiest baby I've ever helped deliver." Sylva comments.

The three of you turn your heads towards the healer. "It's a girl?"

Sylva nods with a grin, finishing cleaning off baby girl before laying her on your chest,

"Congratulations."

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"I think I'm gonna miss my bump." You say with a pout, holding onto your lower abdomen where your bump has deflated and now holds extra fat.

"Your bump is right here." Bakugo says, seated next to you on the bed while holding baby girl skin-to-skin, gently tracing circles on her back. Wrapped on top of her is her yellow blanket you had bought for her the month before.

"Yeah. I almost can't believe she's real." You say as you turn your head over to lean on his bicep, reaching to softly caress her hand that peaks out of the blanket. Baby girl is sleeping soundly, her eyes that shares your iris color closed and protected by beautiful lashes. Her hair, however, is a bright vermillion. The softest red-orange hair to compliment her skin.

"Here's that water baby." Kirishima sits next to you on the bed, returning from grabbing you a drink, and puts his arm around you. “Have you picked a name yet?” Bakugo turns to you as well, waiting for the reveal. You ponder for a minute or two.

“Hinata. For warmth.” You declare, as baby Hinata stirs awake, crinkling eyes slowly opening into saucers as she takes in her environment.

“Our drop of the sun. I like it” Hinata tries to move her arm as if reaching out to you, but being swaddled restricts her. You hold out your finger as she wraps it with her hand.

“She truly has your eyes Jewel.”

“And you’re snoring.” You raise your eyes towards Bakugo and deadpan.

“You have my child on your chest and you wanna make fun of me right now?”

Bakugo chuckles as he slowly leans over to give you a kiss on your hairline. “Sorry. She has Ei’s snoring.”

“Exactly.”

“Hey !” You all quietly chuckle at the banter and turn your heads when Hinata coos quietly. She does nothing but tries to look at each one of you.

You faintly kiss her hand that’s still wrapped around your finger as you imagine taking her home and properly swaddling her in her blanket. Your heart races with excitement and fills with joy at the new bright star that’s joined your constellation.

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a/n: yeah i made them girl dads. also it wasn't until i was almost done where i was thinkin 'why does hinata sound so familiar???' subconsciously referencing Naruto AND Haikyu in an mha based fic lol. anyway here's the long awaited part 2!!!!! sorry it took so long i had writer's block for like a year but i got my mojo back and i'm trying to write a little more consistently now. so thankful for everyone who kept asking about this, you guys motivate me all the time. more drafts in the works!!

[maroonskiesfrvr]

Bakugo is such a complex character because he grew up being told he's going to become a strong hero simply because of his quirk and to him that meant certainty and it meant that he couldn't fail. He grew up being loud and asserting his place everywhere he went because he had no other choice, if he failed at something it meant he was failing everyone around him. The reason he used Izuku as a scapegoat was because he was visibly weaker, and he thought that o matter what he would always at least be better than him. And then Izuku got his quirk and slowly started catching up to him, and Bakugo realized that simply being told you're the strongest doesn't make you the strongest. Bakugo also thought victory was the answer, that simply winning meant you were at the top, but then he saw all the people around him, especially Izuku, showing heroism in a different way. He saw Izuku choosing to be a symbol of hope, and he realized that people don't only want victory from a hero, but hope. Bakugo realized him and Izuku are two sides of the same coin, and that if he kept looking down on him, he wouldn't recognize his own weaknesses. And another thing, his quirk isn't necessary the strongest, there are so many quirks that are way stronger just baseline, but Bakugo makes it so much stronger, he gives his absolute best to everything, and that's what makes him such a good hero. His character development is one of the best I have ever seen in any character, because he stops seeing the weaknesses in other people and starts seeing it in himself, and that pushes him further.

[im-so-tired-sorry]

"Get that scowl off your face or don't look at me like you have something to say."

Bakugo rolled his eyes, "I don't have anything to say."

"Yeah, you've made that abundantly clear."

kiribaku x gn!reader

cw: screaming match argument, swearing, more focus on bakugo

wc: 2.3k

You crossed your arms in front of your chest and your legs as you scooted yourself closer to the end of the couch. If someone looked close enough, they could convince themself that you were trying to become one with the couch's arm rest. Just as long as you stayed on your end and kept eye contact with nothing but the movie on the tv.

Bakugo grunted as he turned his head away, resting his head on his perched up arm. But not even two lines of dialogue from the movie later, and you can feel the pair of scarlet eyes from across the couch glaring your side profile. You take a looooong deep breathe, afraid you might say something you can't take back if you return the stare.

The front door opened followed by heavy footsteps that travelled through the house. "Hey, I'm home! And I got the take out! They didn't have the crepe cakes so I just got the mochi. Just saying, I call dibs on the strawb- uh. Um... hello?"

After taking off his shoes and setting every thing down, Eijirou turned around to the sight of the living room. You and Bakugo on opposite ends of the couch, cross-armed and pouty, while just blankly staring at the tv screen. You turned to Ei and gave him maybe the fakest im-so-not-pissed-right-now smile, and in your fakest i-so-dont-wanna-kill-our-boyfriend-right-now voice, "Hi babe. How was the gym?"

Eijirou stood frozen, like prey spotting its predator. He knows something's wrong. The tension in the air told him something was wrong. Because you guys were on the couch... and not... cuddling?? Usually Bakugo either has an arm around you or your legs are laid over his lap. It's become almost instinctual to sit shoulder to shoulder at least! But now you sit like two magnets with the same polar sides facing each other. Like damn, you two were so grumpy neither of you even got up from the couch to greet Eijirou himself. You guys are real mad at each other. Mad to the point where anything louder than silence might trigger an alarm.

"What happened?" Eijirou asked with an inflection that makes you think he's walking through a mine field. You slowly turned your head towards Bakugo, who still watched the screen like he's interested on what's going on. You took another deep breath and turned back towards Eijirou.

"Bakugo would rather die than tell me how he truly feels."

That earned a click of the tongue and another roll of the eyes that land on you. "You're so fuckin' dramatic."

You shrugged, almost laughing to yourself, "Well, what is it then? How would you describe this situation? Please feel free to be as dishonest as you can be, you know, for the sake of Eijirou's feelings." You gave your most patronizing smile.

"I don't have to, Ei knows how to take criticism. He won't get immediately offended the second I try to give feedback."

You turned in your seat to face Bakugo fully. Eijirou moved to sit on the coffee table between both of you.

"Hey guys, let's just take a second-"

"Last time I checked, feedback shouldn't really come with a side of insults. But even then, I would rather that than finding out you sugar coat your opinions! It makes me think you don't even care of what I'm asking you!"

"Guys, let's just eat first-"

"What if I don't? Ever think of that?"

You stared at him. You were over it. You looked over to Eijirou. "I had a meeting this morning. With a bunch of board members from the agency. I had asked Bakugo earlier for notes on what to fix in my pitch. He gave me none. I present and all of the members... laughed. And believe me, I got their feedback." You scoffed, holding back the tears of reliving the humiliation.

"I come home, I whine about the members, the meeting, start listing the feedback and this one over here has the audacity to go 'well I could have told you that'."

Eijirou looked over to Bakugo for his response.

"You wouldn't have taken it well."

"You know I still would prefer the truth! Let me decide the level of critcism I can take!"

"Guys."

"You would've just gotten upset."

"Oh my god, did you blow out your hearing again?"

Bakugo's face twisted in disgust.

"Alright that's enough. Seperate for a while-What the fuck did you just say to me?"

"Just take a breath You're not helping your case."

"You want me See how it feels to be honest? to know that your feelings dont matter? Youre a hypocrite who That one of the two people youre supposed to trust talks about honesty and boundaries to be honest with you but the second something doesn’t go your way wouldnt care that you were you blow it out of proportion HUMILIATED BY THE WHOLE COMPANY and use the OTHER PERSON’S INSECURITIES ALL BECAUSE YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO BE RESPECTFUL AGAINST THEM! YOU ARE NOT A BETTER PERSON THEN ME WITH THAT HONESTY BECAUSE YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO GROW THICKER SKIN ASSHOLE! SHUT UP!"

Immediate silence. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! BOTH OF YOU!"

Silence that was almost way too quick.

You and Bakugo stared at each other, still holding the scowls on your faces, both too proud and stubborn to look away first. But it was as if you were shaken out of a trance. Bakugo was breathing heavy, eyes as shiny as glass. You hadn't realized you had already been crying.

"You," Eijirou started, pointing at you, "go to the bedroom. You," turning to Bakugo, "go to the patio. And I don't wanna hear it from either of you. Go."

Like cadets to a commander, you followed orders.

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You know you shouldn't have said it.

Bakugo was sensitive about his hearing, especially considering that its a direct concequence to his quirk. You know this. And hes right, you bringing it up was hypocritical and disrespectful, the same way you were upset about him for disrespecting you and your want for honesty.

You lay on your bed, huddled in a throw blanket and cuddling with a pillow. You recount the argument again. And again. And again. And you're crying again. Out of anger, guilt, frustration. All of the emotions swimming in your head, chasing each other but also not wanting to be caught. You want to forgive him, but not so easily; he had to own up for what he did. You want to stand true to defending yourself but also kick yourself down for hurting Katsuki.

Katsuki.

You steady your breathing and wipe your tears. You know him, just like he knows you. You're both too stubborn to want to apologize first. But someone has to be the bigger man and if putting your pride aside gets you a stronger, healthier relationship and in your boyfriend's arms again, then that's all you need to push the blanket off, step out of bed, and head downstairs.

Eijirou sat on the couch, still in his gym clothes, munching on his takeout box with his eyes glued to the action movie he put on. You wanted to walk up to him and try to rub the crease between his eyebrows, but deep down you know you're part of the reason why it's there. You walk by, stopping aside the seating area to see what he was watching. Eijirou immediately changed his stare to you, lowering his plate.

You look at him and awkwardness overcomes you. "The food good?" Ei nods, with a tinge of that same awkwardness, "Yeah. I put the other boxes in fridge." You nod in acknowledgement. The movie continues to play on the Tv. "Is he... still out there?" You ask, nodding towards the sliding door that leads to the patio. Eijirou hums a nod and goes to take another bite of his food, but his eyes dont leave you. Not until you walk past him and head outside.

Katsuki sits on one of the chairs outside, deep in thought as he picks at his lips. He only stops when he hears the door open and close, and sees you pull up a chair next to him. You sit in silence, staring ahead at the view off the hill the house rested on, for a minute or two thinking about how to start this conversation.

"I'm surprised there isn't a cloud in the sky today. It rained for so long last week I thought we weren't going to see the sun again."

Silence was given back. For a minute actually. Until,

"Storm clouds go away eventually."

You turn your head to Katsuki. He's gotten back to picking at his lip.

"Katuski-"

"Let me go first."

You were taken aback. But you slowly nodded and let him speak first.

Katsuki took a deep breath. Then, almost frustratingly, he turned his chair to face you. You slightly turn in your seat. Another deep breath.

"I'm sorry. I know you prefer the truth over having your feelings spared. I'm the same fuckin' way. But you always get so upset when I even give you the tiniest detail of feedback. Even if it doesn't have you pissed at me, you always grow a pout or some shit like that. And I realize, now at least, that you're right. I always say it with an insulting nickname or a backhanded comment. Not 'cause I mean them, it's how I talk. You know this. So, I will... work on it. Try thinking about what I say before I say it. Only when you ask for feedback though. I still get to call you a loser when I beat you at mario kart."

He taps his foot against your leg with a tiny kick and it makes you chuckle. You tap him back and stare into his eyes for a beat before asking with a slight hesitation, "What did you think of my presentation?"

He thinks about it for a second. For a couple seconds actually, before, "Some of your points were either too repeatative or they straight up didn't make any sense. At least not to me. If you could've expanded on- I think it was either your third or fourth slide- and the financials of it, it would've been better. But even if you had the right info, it didn't give those losers the right to make fun of you. And I'm sorry I let you get in front of that meeting with your pants down."

You nodded, trying not to show the cringe you felt in your chest, "It's ok. And I appreciate the honesty."

"I'm sorry I used an insecurity of yours against you. It was totally immature and definitely me trying to project my hurt feelings. I will learn how to take feedback even if it's not in my favor, and learn how to cope with it when it isn't."

Katsuki reaches for your hand, and you slip your hand into his palm. "Well, you're doing great so far."

You give another chuckle. "Thanks. Oh! When's your next doctor's appointment?"

"In two weeks."

"You want a ride?"

"Nah, I'll take the train. I have a morning patrol that day so I'm just going after that."

You nod and sit in the silence, your hands still intertwined.

"Also sorry I called you an asshole."

At that, Katuski chuckles, "In your defense, I also called you an asshole."

"Yeah but I deserved it."

He rubs the back your hand wiht his thumb, "So did I."

You look at him, then sit up and slump. And with a pout, "I love you."

Kats cracks a smile and pulls your chair closer, "I love you too dummy."

From his seat, he pulls you in for a hug, nesting his head in the crook of your neck. You wrapped your arms around him and settle in for this hug.

After a couple minutes, Katsuki kisses your cheek, and then kisses it again, then starts giving you a bunch of tiny kisses from your face to your neck and you can't help but giggle and laugh at him.

He pulls away to look at you laugh and a calm smile rests on his face.

"You know we also have to apologize to Ei, right?"

"Yeah I know." Kats sighs, and then lets go of you and stands, "Come on, let's go."

You walk inside to Eijirou, still on the couch and watching the movie, his takeout box now empty on the coffee table. You plop yourself next to your red headed boyfriend, with your blonde walking to sit on the other side of him. "Hi Eijirou. How was the gym today?"

Eijirou takes a breath before looking over at you, uncrossing his arms to wrap behind both you and Katsuki. "Gym was good! It was a little more crowded than I expected but I was still able to use the machines and equipment I wanted."

"What split did you work on today?" Katsuki asked, paralleling you by sitting to face Eijirou.

"Just upper body." He responded, looking at his boyfriend. "I was going to do more abs and core, but I ended up working on my back more."

"Mhm. Oh! and thanks for picking up takeout on the way home." You comment, placing a hand on the red's chest.

"And for mediating... us." Katsuki added, a dust of pink embarassment spreading across his cheeks. You admit, you felt your face getting a little warmer as well.

Eijirou chuckled, "You guys know you're more alike than you think, right?" That earned a laugh out of all of you.

"Yeah... but still. Sorry we had to put you in that position at all." You leaned to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"It's ok. You know I love you guys too much to let you guys kill each other. I'm just surprised you guys talked about it so quickly after you seperated."

You looked at Katsuki, and he longingly returns the gaze.

"I guess the storm cloud just went away."

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a/n: we're so back. got lots of drafts lined up so i'll be working on those. lmk if im missing anything in the content warning!! i don’t usually write anything that isn’t fluff and happiness and sunshine. also, im putting this out there to hold myself accountable and not procrastinate, yellow blanket part 2 by the end of this week 😛😛

[im-so-tired-sorry]

“nom nom nom nom-“

“what are you doing?”

you freeze, curled lips placed on katsuki jawline as you were previously “nomming” on him. you couldn’t help it! he was busy looking at his phone, arm around you as you two cuddled on the couch, and this scene of your crime tv show was slow and boring, so god forbid you decided to nibble on your boyfriend’s perfect jawline! though, that doesn’t mean that getting called out wasn’t a little embarrassing.

you place a quick peck on that same spot and turn your head back to the tv as you respond with a little, “nothing” , a smirk attempting to rest on your face.

katsuki stares at you for a moment, before throwing a “weirdo” into the room and goes back to his phone.

now, your other boyfriend eijirou caught that interaction from the lounge chair he was sitting on. so he got up and switched seats to katsuki’s other side on the couch. luckily, katsuki had now turned his attention to the show, so his other arm was used to wrap around his boyfriend. eijirou took this as a way to get more comfortable, resting his head on kats’ shoulder.

you and eijirou locked eyes, which helped with the bluetooth connection of partner telepathy, and when another seemingly unimportant scene came up, you curled your lips and-

“nom nom nom nom nom nom nom nom“

katsuki's eyes roll as he grunts, letting his jaw get mauled.

a/n: a little snack while i cook dinner (writing and editing multiple drafts at the same time hehehehehehe)

[satoru-one-only-wifey]

Bakugo is the type to let you know you're place all the time. It's just in his nature, he doesn't do anything he doesn't want to do, and he doesn't play with people's feelings.

So you alway know, your loved when you're around him. He might not say it, but his actions speaks volumes.

You want new boots? He bought em

"You're bills need too be paid? He pays them

If he says you're his, you his completely and utterly, and nothing can change that.

Bakugo is the type to loves though his actions, he will not be the type too tell you bullshit he can't live up too. He says he is doing something he is doing it. No questions asked.

Bakugo is the type to expect you too have a backbone when arguing, because it will be loud and explosive, sure he may get turned on by your yelling, but no one cares about that.

Bakugo is the type too not go too bars or clubs, because he thinks it's a waste of time. Too loud, too many people.

Bakugo is the type too not date whores, slots, prostitutes or anyone with a high body count. Why? Because his bd is very low, so he would want his partner too match his vibe.

Bakugo is the type too say no too you asking him too do something while he is doing it.

Bakugo is the type too love when his spouse is a brat, something about taming you when you've runing you mouth a little too much.

Bakugo is the type too deny he loves it when you put him in his place. Something about you punishing him for using his mouth a little much, preferably you stuffing you pussy in his mouth too shut him up

Bakugo is the type too get hard, at you yelling at him and he would and will jerk off infront if you while you yell at him.

Bakugo is the type too marry you before he impregnate you. You're having his kid while you BOTH carry his name. His signature. Too let everyone know you belong him and he very much belongs too you.

Bakugo is the type too not respect people who cheat on their partner, especially if you are having sex, because his logic is 'you can give them your body, but you can't give them exclusivity.'

Bakugo is the type too get married within a year if dating, because he knows what he wants and he dating alone his type of women, which means their mentality as well.

Bakugo is the type too fall your mentality and personality rather than you're looks.

Bakugo is the type too not let anyone know he is typing someone until he is sure you're getting married.

Bakugo is the type too be a virgin until he is married.

[honeyed-katsu]

this is me lowkey providing lore for an ask BuT☝️new angsty katsuki headcanon incoming☝️

it's fanon that mitsuki & masaru are fashion designers, and i'm rolling with that. walk with me here — child model katsuki. he's such a pretty boy & he looks so much like mitsuki, i think she'd love showing him off as a model. tbh i think she'd love having such a pretty kid, because he looks so much like her, she takes it as her own ego-boost whenever he's complimented ("he's a beautiful young man" "yeah he takes after ME" type thing)

katsuki obviously hates modelling. he doesn't mind the attention, but he hates being dressed up and fussed with and positioned for photos. he also hates how "famous" he is, because now all his friends call him pretty and he hates it (dysphoria✨)

CSA headcanons beneath the cut ⚠️

and because katsuki's so pretty & because mitsuki has a tendency to just leave him with the crew, it's not uncommon for a few of the more opportunistic crew members to play around with him a bit; a makeup artist who likes holding his chubby face still and shoving their fingers in his mouth as he whines tries to bite, a stylist who gropes and touches katsuki in places they shouldn't and tells him that it's all part of the process as he bares his teeth and tries not to cry, people on the camera crew who are a bit more overt, holding him down and using him, filming him the entire time & threatening to show mitsuki how "unprofessional" katsuki's crying & screaming is….

and ofc katsuki doesn't tell anyone. he doesn't want to look weak, and even though he knows that the camera crew is in the wrong, he doesn't want his mum to find out and get mad at him/hit him. by the time he works up the courage to tell his dad, he's not even a model anymore, having aged-out of the age-range he was marketed for, so it's not a big deal, right? surely the content they shot isn't still circulating. right?

[bambieyedpoet]

I really hope you continue writing "purple" it seems like it will be so good! Also love that reader is a purple girl, always headcanon that Bakugo would love a purple girl !

orange boys love purple girls!! i don’t make the rules!!

[hachiloves]

cw age gap, fem reader, & sexual content. may be slightly ooc

older katsuki… who just loves coming home to you and hearing about all of the things you’ve done throughout the day, “Look Katsuki I made banana muffins.” before you shove all your treats into his face.

older katsuki… who has grown broader, and softer more mature and who just loves to give all his wisdom to you like an old grandma

older katsuki… that loves to come home and have you kiss all down his neck and chest until you yank his pants of with your teeth and give him teasing little kisses all over his shaft until he gets impatient and shoves his length all down your throat.

older katsuki… that loves to rough you up so he can kiss you better and buy you whatever your little heart desires afterwards

older katsuki… who loves the thought of making you a mommy

older katsuki… who just loves to keep you needy for him

this is buns i’m sorry i’m finally back