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So, I know its been a while. I fell into a hole. A dangerous hole.
The BNHA hole.
And well, this is the result. I 100% ship Bakugou Katsuki with Haruno Sakura. So here's some artwork I spent 15 hours slaving over, for a fic I'm writing!
(Hint: Yes, there's going to be some fanfics and drabbles coming soon!)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Ignite
Author: @amayamiyaki
Characters/Pairings: [Bakugou Katsuki x Haruno Sakura]
Rating: General
Summary: The first time they run into each other, they’re still in high school.
It’s the middle of August, complete with a full, lacrid sun that sends perspiration down the spine and humidity that makes hair cling to the neck. The remnants of fireworks scent the skies while sunflowers wane with the first blooms of cosmos, and colorful yukata speckle the streets.
The next time they meet, the vestiges of summer linger in the form of warm breezes and wilting cosmos, decrescent with the first blooms of spider lilies and nippy breaths. He’s got his hands full of fire and sweat in his eyes, and his heartbeat is wild with adrenaline, but he notices her almost instantly. Hard not to when she’s all pink hair and red fabric.
Their third meeting isn’t a meeting at all, but it’s just as infuriating.
“But Kacchan,” Dunce Face whines. The sound makes Katsuki’s sweat ignite again. But Dunce Face holds no fear. Instead, his lips curl into the sort of shit-eating grin that just screams “trouble”. “If she’s not your girlfriend,” He pauses, sharing a look with Shitty Hair and Tape Face, before they chorus together, “then why are you blushing?”
His fingers twitch with the urge to fly up to his cheeks, but Katsuki resists, instead curling them into fists at his side. “The fuck—I’m not blushing, damn it!”
The girls shriek, crowding him within seconds to poke and prod at his cheeks despite his swiping hands. “Oh my god, you’re totally blushing!” Raccoon Eyes cackles. “Bakugou’s got a crush!”
Happy Valentine's Day everyone!! I know it's been a while since I last posted, so here's some BakuSaku art I did.
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Akemashita omedettou minna-san!
To celebrate the start of a new year, here's a snippet to my upcoming BakuSaku fic, Hanakotoba, featuring artwork from the incredibly talented @emilyisnursebaymax !
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Everywhere he looks, Katsuki sees green.
The building is wider than it looks on the outside, longer too. The walls are a muted pixie green, a shade between calla lily and the green that comes with the arrival of spring, with white brick accentuating the shiplap. And there’s flowers everywhere—in glass bottles on shelves, from baskets that dangle from the ceiling and plastic buckets on the tables. Not surprising, really, considering the fact that this is a flower shop, but the wide variety is a bit overwhelming. He doesn’t know much about flowers, just enough to know that those are roses and that those are gardenias, and that the flowers in the terracotta pot are magnolias.
But that's about it.
He scans the hundreds of hues that surround him, searching the bundled flora for any decent pre-made bouquets, but there aren’t any, just accumulations of genus.
Damn. He had been hoping this would be a quick transaction.
Huffing in frustration, Kaustuki maneuvers between the rows of farm tables, brushing aside vines of wisteria and orchid wisps, cursing aloud when something silvery darts between his feet and makes him stumble. The cat, thin and ashy gray in color chirps haughtily, tossing him a glance over its flank, before leaping onto a table and disappearing into a bunch of peonies.
“Fucking cat,” He snarls as he storms the rest of the way across the store.
The cashier, a young woman with long, rosy locks, is chatting with a customer, much to his annoyance, but she spares him a glance and a placating smile, then promptly wraps up her conversation with the exchange of cash. Katsuki doesn’t wait for the blond haired, blue eyed extra to leave before he slides up to the counter and slams a hand atop its surface.
“How do you say Fuck You in flower?”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Author: @itsbrittneybiatchez
Characters/Pairings: [Bakugou Katsuki x Haruno Sakura]
Rating: Mature
Summary: Bakugou Katsuki can't fucking believe this.
First, he has to deal with competing against Deku for the top spot in Japan's list of heroes. But now, a new fucking hero has arrived, and she ruins everything. And she has pink hair, but mighty fists. And he's totally not staring at her thighs. Or her ass. No. He hates her.
He hates her. He swears.
Avalanche
“Oi! Who the fuck do you think you are?” Katsuki shouted, and when the fuck did his feet move, he thought, as he suddenly found himself in front of the girl with the bubblegum pink hair, and he didn’t shrink back as her beryl eyes narrowed on him.
He blinked at her, glaring as he looked her up and down angrily, noticing an almost green radiance which seemed to pulse around her body, and a small, purple diamond marking also glowing faintly on her wide forehead. He stood his ground as he watched her turn away after putting the criminal in cuffs and looked at him, taking him in. She did the same to him, eyes roving up and down his form as she considered him, and he smirked when he saw her eyes widen as she took in his wide shoulders. Katsuki knew he’d bulked up considerably since high school, but it was always nice to see it physically affect others. He didn’t let himself linger on the thought that he liked her eyes on him, and he quickly scoffed, running away from those thoughts.
“Eh?” she said, one eyebrow arching, as she seemed to finally process his question. “I’m Haruno Sakura, or, Cherry Bomb, but who the fuck are you?”
Her green eyes darkened as she spat the last part of the sentence at him, and Katsuki almost laughed at how her stance changed, almost as if she were getting ready to punch him. She could try.
So, I may have started a BakuSaku discord. So if you wanna hear about the 1000 BakuSaku fics I have planned out and see some artwork for this fun couple, come join us!
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