#katsuki replies

[explodcor]

@run-muse-dot-exe said: [ enji ] "Bakugou. You can't keep giving them any further reason to harass you. Cursing them out won't change their minds. Ignore 'em. They'll get bored if you stop giving them reactions to capitalize on."

Katsuki took in several deep breaths and let them out. "I know that already!" he hissed. "I shouldn't give any of them bastards the time of day, but sometimes they just fuckin' piss me off so much--!"

He really should've been minding his language more to his mentor, but he was too pissed to give a shit at the moment.

Still, it meant something to hear this directly from the old man. Of everyone around, he knew Endeavor dealt with the most shit from the public regarding his past.

[thekatsuki]

Fuck— give me babies right now!

happy birthday bakugou!! // k. bakugou x fem! reader (selfship tbh)

warnings: very self indulgent, pregnancy, reader is a woman and mother already, bakufamily hehe <3

the tug on the covers is what wakes him. he’s always been a light sleeper, trained for years to detect any threat, even when he’s supposed to be at rest. maybe he’s a little less concerned about the random noises he hears around his house nowadays; primed from years of marriage to the clumsiest woman alive–and fatherhood to the clumsiest children. another tug. though he had hoped to sleep in today of all days. he took a personal day from the agency just to relax, cuddle up to his wife, maybe have a late brunch with the kids. the perfect day of rest for a busy man like him. 

he peeps an eye open to see if you’re laying in your spot. tch, hag. he rolls his closed eyes and decides to turn over; he could probably go back to sleep. another tug. 

“daddy!” bakugou’s little daughter huffs, patience clearly run out by that inherited scowl tugging on her features. complete with a stomp and all, natsuki pulls again. he loves his kids, cherishes being a father, but please. he just wants a minute longer. is that so much to ask on his birthday?

“nats, go get yer ma or come lay down.” he grumbles in the groggy morning voice you love to hear so much. your mini me happily obliges, giggling as she scales her way up onto the bed. she’s only five, and is absolutely her father’s biggest fan. he’s especially soft for his first born, and his precious little princess–hearing her laughter sheds the grump right off of him, heart melting a little as she sneaks under a heavy arm to lay next to him. “where is yer ma anyway?” he pouts, making her poke at the deep frown. 

“shhh, can’ tell you!! i distract.” she nods. oh how she possesses your grace. that makes him snort, and he already knows you have to be scheming something for today’s ‘holiday’, as you would call it. and his son is being held captive to be an accomplice to such a crime. you know he doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it. he hates that kind of attention and would much rather spend his time cuddling with his wife all day than sitting at some restaurant accepting gifts from his friends. he nearly has everything a man could ever ask for, a beautiful wife, healthy and gorgeous children–though he could tack on a few more there–the perfect home, a great and satisfying career…the list goes on. it took years to get to this place of peace. so, he really doesn’t want anything for his birthday this year. other than your ass back in bed of course. 

“oh yeah? she told ya to do that?” he blinks sleepy eyes open, meeting ones of a matching hue staring up at him. she nods. “what’s yer brother doin’?” he knows it’s a trap, but hey. you shoulda sent the kid that can’t make complete sentences yet. 

“helpin’ mama make ‘cakes n bacon!” she reveals proudly, eyes growing wide when she realizes she’s betrayed her mission. she claps a hand over her mouth and huffs at him. “mama tryin’ to be nice.” 

“ain’t she? let’s go help her.” he chuckles a little bit, sliding out of bed with her on his hip. his sweatpants hang low, but he won’t take the time to change right now. his hair is tousled from sleep, but as always he’s effortlessly and ruggedly handsome in a way that will never cease to make you weak in the knees. natsuki holds onto her father’s shoulder as he softly pads down the stairs, ready to foil your surprise. he holds his finger over his lips, nodding at his little girl. she mirrors the action, swearing to be silent. he peeks around the corner, this sight bringing a gentle smile to his face. maturing and loving and having a family had simmered him down a bit, but he never lost his spark. he always knows how to balance it though, and as badly as he wants to jump around the wall and catch you—laugh that you thought you could be so sneaky; he doesn’t. you’re holding your two year old son in a similar way to his carry on natsuki, dancing around the kitchen to keep him from fussing while you plate up his favorite strawberry banana pancakes, a signature you introduced him to. you dollop out whipped cream that katsuo promptly puts his hands into, making you laugh softly and shake your head. you stick some candles into the pancakes and that’s when it really gets him. 

so much care and laborious love poured into this, he can’t rob you of such a simple gift to him. natsuki pats his shoulder, pointing to the living room as you fix up the smudged whipped cream and fix your children’s plates. he sees that you’ve turned it into a massive pillow fortress, blankets and string lights and the tv tucked under it all so you could lounge about all day. the family cat perched comfortably on one of the fluffiest blankets, and blame fatherhood, he feels the sting of emotion behind his eyes. it’s perfect. it’s a gift he wouldn’t have even picked for himself–it nearly makes him laugh. you would find a way to go and do something for him anyway–even when he swears he just wants to lay around the house all day. he says that and you go and give him domestic bliss. 

you walk around the corner with his plate in hand, katsuo in the other, prepared to creep upstairs and wake your sleeping husband up for breakfast in bed. then you’d rouse him to come downstairs to the massive movie theater pillow fort you built. but meh—it seems your plans were mere…outlines. your smile droops, but then replaces itself upon noticing just how shocked and happy katsuki really was. he loathes surprises, and no—you would not drag the man out for birthday dinners or even a private date for you two. he’d much rather cook for you and the kids anyway. you know that. you know him better than you know yourself. but you would be damned if a year went by where you didn’t celebrate him. and yeah–you shoulda sent the kid that can’t make complete sentences yet. 

“this is real nice, princess.” he hums, turning to face you and letting you glimpse at your regretful daughter. 

“sorry mama..” she pouts, making you chuckle softly. there wasn’t much of a chance to get away with this anyway–it’s not her fault. 

“aw, it’s okay baby. now we can just sing happy birthday to daddy in the fort!” you grin, nodding at him to get comfortable inside. he smiles warmly, because that’s all he feels. complete and utter warmth from head to toe. he leans forward and kisses your forehead, taking katsuo out of your arms and taking the kids to nestle comfortably in the pillow seating arrangements you crafted. it is an incredible arrangement by the way. he’s sure it took you hours. he feels that signature tightness in his chest–the overwhelming love he has for you is sometimes a physical phenomenon. katsuo crawls over the pillows to tuck himself into a fluffy corner close to his sister, clapping his hands together in anticipation of the pancakes he saw his mom whipping up earlier. you duck under the entrance sheet and grin brightly—an expression he knows and loves. you’re proud of yourself, and you should be. you drop to your knees, hitting the fluffy couch cushions and fluffy down blankets. you scoot forward on them and then sit back, displaying your beautiful pancake creations. 

you nod to the kids who join you in a beautiful–albeit choppy–rendition of the happy birthday tune, and he beams all the while. his heart may genuinely burst from his chest though.  the greatest gift he ever got was truly his wife–and you’ve given him two more. he leans up to blow out the candles, leaning up yet again to steal a kiss from you before he takes the plate from you entirely. “thank ya, lil squirt. and m’littler squirts.” he ruffles natsuki’s hair, getting into the breakfast as you double back for everything else. the love in his eyes, the intensity that he always carries—it’s a gift in itself to you. you’re gonna watch shitty tv all day with your kids, being lazy and awful as you snack around all day. you call it a taurus’ paradise. of course you sneak your final gift in too, snagging it from the counter. 

he holds his arm out for you, chewing animatedly and nodding to show you his excitement. you lean into his hold and nestle close, putting a show on for your kids. they have limited tv time please don’t even start. “happy birthday, my love.” you hum again, kissing his cheek. 

“you spoil me, gorgeous.” he smiles at you, all soft and tender to give you butterflies. he tucks his hand into the dip of your waist and starts feeding you your food like it’s your birthday. he does that a lot. you think he gets nearly uncomfortable at being spoiled–or at least wants to include you in the feeling he has. it’s adorable either way. 

“you deserve it. you work so hard, you’re such a good dad and husband for me…i want to give you everything.” you chuckle softly, laying your head on his shoulder, hugging around his bicep. 

“woman, look at those kids an’ yerself an’ say that again.” he says, the pinnacle of affection despite his way of speaking. “ya gave me everythin’.” 

“nuh uhhh,” you giggle, digging in your pocket. “not everything. got something else for ya.” you place it in his hands—the only other thing he’d ever want: a positive pregnancy test. “one step closer to—what did you call it? bakugou total world domination?”

he sets his plate to the side and pulls you into his lap, clutching you close, chuckling a bit. “yer kiddin’! he nuzzles his face into your neck and sighs happily. “i love you.” he hums softly, shaking his head, “this gotta be the best birthday ever..” he adds, and he means it wholeheartedly. gone were the days of war and daily sacrifice. every once and a while a villain will get on his nerves for a few days—but he always comes home to his (growing) family. he didn’t even have nightmares anymore, blissfully coasting in a stream of peace he never imagined he’d know. the idea of having a lifetime like this was almost too good to be true if he hadn’t known he’d do anything to protect it.

“but don’t think we won’t celebrate on our own later~” you purr in his ear. sheesh, you keep proving this day gets better and better.

[parientou]

The piece I did for @bktdfantasyzine 💫

[megumismyhusband]

HI HI :D

Okay hear me out…I can’t stop thinking about what it’d be like for Bakugou to introduce his cutesy, girly and pure girlfriend!reader to his family and just have his parents be SO confused on why on earth she’d want their son, but then they realize that she’d probably the only person in the world who would willingly put up with him 😭

It reminds me of that one meme that goes like this LMAO

Son: “This is my girlfriend”

Mom: “You couldn’t do any better?”

Son: “Mom- What the hell?”

Mom: “I was talking to her, not you”

NO BECAUSE WHY WAS I JUST THINKING ABIUT THIS?!?! HELLO TELAPATHY? WE MIGHT BE PSYCHICS GNG BUT YES OMFJFKSJDJSMS IM WRITING THIS I ALSO FEEL LIKE HIS MOM WOULD ADORE U LIKE I SWEAR SHE WOULD FAVOR U AND EVERYTHING WHEHEHEH

[gemgdynamight0]

Imagine after so many years of "peace", a big bad villain (kinda on afo level) appears, so NOW HPSC remembers Katsuki and contact him to team up with shoto and Tamaki (these three are the strongest heros rn imo) so they can defeat and capture the villain together silently before the public finds out (because it would ruin the facade of peace lmao)

Katsuki on the phone :"oh really? I thought I have bad attitude and I'm number 15?"

Hpsc: "NO dynamight sir-... that's not-"

Katsuki: "just contact that washing machine shit at number 8, isn't he a better hero by your standards? "

Hpsc:"no we-"

*Katsuki hangs up*

[person25]

I commented one thing about Bakugo not looking happy to me in the epilogue and now people are saying that i’m delusional, should shut up, and need to cope??

I didn’t say anything about a ship, i’m trying to figure out what i said that was so wrong.

Edit: Also my pfp on tiktok is literally him smiling and i’m still getting replies saying “when is he ever happy?” Also also, a LOT of Bakugo haters were in my replies and that was what makes me the most mad, “he’s irrelevant so it doesn’t matter” (factually incorrect) “nobody gaf about him” (i do >:()

[daily-neurodivergent-character]

hear me out, all 3 of the main guys in mha are the triangle of the different kinds of autism

deku- his special interest is heros and all might and he’s very bubbly and social

bakugo- he’s overstimulated easily, and also is hyper fixated on becoming the best hero, doesn’t always get social cues

shoto- super tidy, takes everything literally, “if I smile I’ll kill people?”, i could explain more but i think you would get it

Love the yap sesh in the inbox lol

I will be doing all three of these! (Deku is already queued)

[piniatafullofblood]

interesting things happening on tiktok

[darkonekrisrewrite]

Time to shit on Bakugou

I've seen so many takes of "oh Endeavor is meant to be a parallel showing what Bakugou could have become if he never improved"

Where once again the actions show he has not fucking changed.

Also, why wouldn't he want to be like Endeavor? The guy by the end of the series retired as the number 1 hero, is fucking rich, tons of support, including the now HPSC president Hawks, Deku indirectly calls Natsuo unkind for not forgiving him, Rei is seen pushing his electric wheelchair even with three young able-bodied heroes right fucking there. Everyone who criticizes either of them is always casted as wrong end of story

Shoto is for some reason his friend, just like Deku and the Bakusquad, despite the fact that he treats all of them like shit. And the only punishments he ever get is either shared despite the other person not doing shit to deserve it (He forced Deku to fight him, and Shoto was literally being attacked by Isasa), or oh he's not the number one hero because he's just that mean to the press

The narrative never lined up with Bakugo, in that nobody ever responded to him naturally as their characters should have.

How they should have responded based on their own personalities and beliefs.

Stain, Dabi, Aizawa, kirishima, Mina, Iida, Shoto or even ochako.

All of them should have had big issues throughout the series with Bakugo for many reasons.

And even if one ignores all of this and focuses strictly on Bakugo, the delivery on his personal "growth" never really culminated in much real change either.

Because the final chapter shows he's still in the same place as he was during the provisional license exam, his attitude not being great with the civilians he's saving/protecting.

He was failed in the exam for this attitude and skated by through the make-up test.

(By being able to calmly talk to a single kid once I guess?)

Then nearly a decade later, he's still doing the same thing! 😆

It's kind of ridiculous when you look at all of it, like: "Where were we going with this??"

[explodcor]

Anonymous said: "You can't just divert everyone's attention to AFO when you've also done wrong things. That's called scapegoating. We don't have to forgive either of you."

Katsuki just stared in wide-eyed awe at the audacity of the dumbass anon. "...Holy fuckin' shit! You're such a dumbass!"

"Don't fuckin' put words in my mouth, bitch!" he snapped. "Do you not realize how fuckin' insane you sound, comparing a kid bullying another kid to a fuckin' mass murderer and child groomer?"

"And why the fuck should I care if you forgive me?! For fuckin' what?! I didn't bully you! The only person who I wanted forgiveness from was Izuku!"

He shook his head. "I could save a million people, and it still wouldn't be enough for you dipshits. You're a fuckin' waste of my time!"

"Your brains are fuckin' broken! You think mistakes can never be forgiven no matter how much that person atones. When you're saying I'm as bad or worse than a damn serial killing villain, there's something massively fuckin' wrong with your goddamn logic!"

[luffythinker]

young trans Bakugo who decided she wanted to be a boy and Deku in middle school when they get to school they swap uniforms bc Bakugo doesn't wanna wear the skirt and everyone always thought Deku was the girl and Bakugo was the boy until highschool where they both get to wear the boys uniform and they dont speak about it cause Deku found it a little embarrassing he wore a skirt in middleschool for a while until at some point he just got more pants, i guess he just didn't have the choice cause he didnt have extra clothes

omg this is so cute and wholesome 🥹 imagining little kacchan and izuku changing clothes before arriving at school so she's comfortable, izuku is a bit embarrassed but he just wants kacchan to feel okay

[jullovve]

- do you wanna die huh?

reference: reply 1988

[kacchanot-fucking-deal-with-this]

you know the brain rot is bad when you almost refer to one of your friends as bakugou, and you catch yourself at the last second, only to try a second time and almost call them katsuki and beat yourself over the head mentally because that's the same fucking person and it's violently the wrong answer

[dangerousstrawberryshark]

https://x.com/WittrockWorship/status/1889363458627354940?t=55KIPwlgRBKM0oOrX2AAUw&s=19

This with Kirishima and Bakugou

Real. Fuck my throat

Y’all can send links with your own captions 😘 I don’t mind

[wormchamp72]

I don't know if you're trolling or not, but it feels that way. Whether you meant harm or not, continuing to post about a ship and even going as far as to putting up a poll about "which ship is the best" isn't something you should do when trying to "apologize".

It especially doesn't look good when you admit the tags of your posts that you haven't seen the anime. Posting about it an anime or the ships you don't know is something you shouldn't done in the first place. From my experience, people who have done that do it to cause trouble.

You could have just deleted the first post and called it a day. And if you were going to put out an apology post, you could have just said "I'm sorry for posting that, it won't happen again" and then nothing else.

I'm not here to preach to you or anything, but just saying going forward, maybe stick to the fandoms you do know and are genuinely interested in. Don't get into the anime or the ship just because of this situation or like a ship because of research.

How do I even begin.

You have clearly misunderstood EVERYTHING I stand for. You are lucky I am good at containing that strange Jeff the Killer feeling (the feeling he feels when he is angry) or else you would be HUMILIATED in front of my followers. Take ONE LOOK at my blog and you will see that I am not trolling.

First off, I did not delete the post because I believe in accountability. I will not scrub my past sins from this earth and act as if I am an angel upon it. I am flawed. I am human. I am Wormchamp72. Look upon me and despair.

My apology post was 100% /SRS. If you had even an OUNCE of reading comprehension, you would understand that my post was embracing ALL ships and fans. I could not simply have said "I'm sorry for posting that, it won't happen again" because that would not have been enough. And it would not have reflected my change of heart.

As for the poll---DID YOU EVEN READ THE BOTTOM TEXT??????????????? Because I'm assuming you didn't, here it is:

Now, take a nice, long look at what you picked and think about why you did. Did you think the other ships were "cringe"? Did you think yours was superior because it isn't "problematic"? Shame. Shame on you.

CLEARLY this is encouraging people 2 reflect on their own biases and baseless hatred towards others based on their shipping preferences.

And yeah. I haven't watched MHA/BNHA (it is not personally interesting 2 me). But I respect the passion that fans put into their art. I respect their grit. Especially I respect the fans who aren't afraid 2 go against the grain...like Bakudekus.

I am not interested in MHA. But I am interested in starting a movement.

SO THIS STOPS NOW. No more shaming others for their interests. No more calling others "cringe" for liking things like Jeff the Killer or Slitherio. No more bullying. This is a promise. And Wormchamp72 never goes back on his word. I will never betray others because I know firsthand the sting of betrayal (RE: Maximus P.).

This is about breaking norms. This is about radical acceptance.

Even if you do not ship Bakudeku, you can BE a Bakudeku. We are ALL Bakudekus.