#dear katsuki

[diesukitsuki]

Just want to have bakugou smiling and laughing like no one’s watching…Throwing his head back, his voice splintering as he cackles and roars with laughter, almost bursting with tears as his eyes squint with joy.. completely defenseless..and just tell him in the softest, mesmerized voice, “You looks so happy, baby.”

[diesukitsuki]

bakugou the kind of dude to say he needs to talk to you alone during lunch,, then just sit next to you in silence because he wants an excuse to spend time with you

[diesukitsuki]

oomf got me thinking about Bakugou sitting on the couch, watching tv, all relaxed. His brain thawing from the abundance of work as he watches the colors on the screen move, and the jumble of words fall out of the speakers.

When you enter the living room, you can’t help but smile, seeing your hardworking boyfriend sit like goop on your couch, especially after a week of ass kicking and getting his ass kicked— though, that’s probably something he doesn’t really want to recall.

An idea passes through you, as you see the upside down, v-shaped space that sits in between his thick thighs. A space perfectly made for you to sit in between. He gives you a look when you’re on your knees in front of him. On instinct, he shimmies himself further towards you. It startles him when you snake your arms around his waist, your nose pressing into his stomach with a sleepy grin. It smells like fresh laundry and his cologne.

“What’re ya doin’, dummy?” He rasps.

You melt against him, “Nothin’, “ You turn your head to rest your head on his stomach. You hear his stomach gurgle and slosh around. “Just gettin’ comfortable.”

“Thought y’were gonna give me a treat, hm?”

Your chuckled leaves tingles on his stomach, making them contract in responses. “This is a treat, pervert.”

“Some treat.”

You unwrap your hands around his tiny waist, letting your hands slip under the hem of shirt. You pull it up, and nuzzled your nose against his warm and bare skin. “You like it.”

His abs jump as you leave peck against his stomach. The little happy trail tickles your lips as you kiss a little further down.

“Shut up.”

You can tell by the tightness of his tone that he’s flustered for having you kiss his stomach. You pepper a little more on his heated skin, “You’re cute.” Your hand moves over to rub his stomach in circular motions before pressing another kiss onto his soft skin.

sigh.. yeah ❤️

[diesukitsuki]

i suddenly crave marshmallows and imagine going on a camping trip with katsuki.

he’s in charge of the map and making sure y’all having everything packed. hiking up early morning and look for the best spot, setting up the tent and getting frustrated when it collapses.

the taste of ‘roasted’ marshmallows on your tongue, just melting in your mouth. the fire lights up his face in a warm glow, flames flicking in his eyes and you can’t look away when he catches you staring.

after an hour of talking (for some reason i can hear him laugh very loud in my head) and almost falling asleep on his shoulder, you’re crawling in your sleeping bag with a smile on your face.

just a dumb thought, sorry

OH MY GOD?????? why didn't i see this??

Please.. m literally on my fucking knees dude. I love the image that plays in my head when I see him casted in a glow of orange.

When Katuski is bathed in the warm glow of the fire, he looks like a dream. The fire crackles through the barely quiet forest, whispering secrets of the wood. Telling him every crevice it had slipped into, making it expand and pop. When he catches you staring, his marshmallow is on fire and so is your heart. His sleepy eyes catches the passionate colors of the fire as he mirrors your stare. It reflects off of his ruby reds. Treasures that rests in his skull. It pierces you, and you feel breathless. Tired.. but not tired. Relaxed--Tranquil, even when your soul is weeping and your heart is turning into ash.

Am I burning alive? You think to yourself. You had to be, or else this is a dream. No one can sit still and be on fire. No one can perceive anything else and be on fire. No one can love and be on fire.. because when you're on fire.. well, you're dead, you're screaming your fucking head off --or something fucking crazy like that. 

Yeah, that must be it. You’re dead.. and he’s.. he’s a slice of heaven. 

Katuski's the first one look away. Not wanting to destroy the forest that coddled the two of you, he blows out the fire on his marshmallow. It's charred to fucking hell, and you let out a huff of laughter. His burnt-goo-on-a-stick is an ironic piece, going against the fact that he's a self-proclaimed Michelin star chef. His taste buds having high standard.. though not high enough to not think burnt marshmallows was basically eating sugar and smoke. He rolls his eyes, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"What's so funny?" It's non-threatening.

"Nothing." You giggle. "Just didn't expect.. well, that from you."

"You're basically askin' me to eat unseasoned food, if you think I'm eating it raw."

“Only you would call it raw.” You cackle. 

“Shut it before I burn this whole forest down.” 

[diesukitsuki]

I just need Bakugou to be on top of me, man. The idea of having his weight on me sounds like fucking therapy.

All my problems would be solved if that beefy ass mother fucker just laid on my chest.

Like, I need to be surrounded by him. I need to feel smooth skin against mine, be suffocated by his smell, and feel myself burn alive under his warmth. I need to have his face close by mine so i can cherish it and kiss it. I need him close by so bad. Need that man to anchor me, fr.

[diesukitsuki]

Bakugou can do intricate work like repairing a watch. I feel like this man has a steady hand, and that he’s super dexterous.

He probably could fix up the hole in your favorite stockings.

[diesukitsuki]

i really miss bakugou. im trying to sleep but all i can think about is feeling his comforting warmth and the smell of his cologne that has a hint of sweetness which buries itself in the spices of the aroma. It isn’t too strong. His comforting warmth mellowing it out.

FUCK I MISS HIM SO MUCH. Cries and fucking dies.

[diesukitsuki]

feel like bkg is afraid of eye stuff.. like you’ll be putting on ur eye contacts in front of him and he’ll tell you get away from him