#katsuki ff

[kobunnie]

tastes like candy

⤻ thinking about . . .

BAKUGOU watching you from his peripheral as you finish reapplying your strawberry pink colored lip gloss. once finished, you smack your lips together with a resounding 'pop' that makes him turn to face you. feeling his eyes on you, you turn your head to meet his gaze but he isn't looking at you so much as he is staring straight at your newly pink glossed lips. bakugou loves when you wear pretty girly lip glosses that just makes your lips look so delectable.

"what is it?" you ask, bringing your hand up to the corner of your mouth. "is it on my face?"

his eyes flicker up to yours for a second before he relaxes back on your bed. "no."

you move to appear above his face. "so what's up then? why you staring, freak?"

bakugou doesn't register what you just said, too busy admiring the way you pull your lips into a glossy pout. all he can think of his how pretty the sight above him is and it takes everything in him to not pull you onto him to kiss your freshly applied lip gloss off. but he knows you hate when he does that, saying that it's a waste because you spend your money on your lip products. your words finally register and he sits up, scowling. "what'd you say, dumbass?"

you grab your gloss and wave it in front of him, smiling cheekily. "you want to try it?"

"i am not putting your lip gloss on," grunts bakugou.

"why not? it's electric bubblegum blush flavoured! and you would look so very pretty."

"that is not a flavour," he deadpans.

"sure it is, want proof?" bakugou thinks about tasting your lip gloss on his tongue and because of your teasing it's all he can think about doing. who cares if you hate when he 'wastes' your make up? he'll just buy you another one.

when you begin to unscrew your lip gloss he moves and grabs your face, suddenly pulling your lips to his. he kisses you roughly and you immediately melt into his kiss, moving your mouth against his. you feel your lip gloss rubbing off and bakugou pulls away, running his tongue over his bottom lip.

"tastes like candy."

[doodlejoops]

Soft blushy boy

[escaping-peril12]

The fact Natsuo was talking about taking his GIRLFRIEND to a shrine to do hatsumode and literally in the next chapter, Katsuki went WITH Izuku.

....

do i even need to say anything?? 😭

The fact that Katsuki went with Izuku and they prayed SIDE BY SIDE..

Katsuki telling Izuku he prayed for him to shut up is hilarious. 💀💀 (we all know he loves hearing his voice). 😭

AND DUDE..

KATSUKI GETTING GOOSEBUMPS AT THE THOUGHT OF GETTING ALONG WITH IZUKU??!?!

HELLO? 🫢🫢

This entire chap felt like it was straight outta a bkdk fanfic 😭 (bc it is one)

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[theshinazugawaslut]

Bakugo Katsuki the sort of idiot to propose when he's a kid and marry you the minute you both turn eighteen because he keeps his damn promises.

[sanzusslutt]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Y/N

Warnings: angst with kind of fluff at the end, no smut, Katsuki is a hero and Y/N is a villain, Y/N is dead, prob spelling and grammar mistakes just ignore them, threats, bakugo is a crybaby.

Summary: Katsuki hates everyone but the hatred he has for you is no comparison to others. Or at least he thought so but your sudden death makes him see things differently.

The blonde hero fell to his knees as he watched the scene unravel in frond of him. The battle was finally over. The war was over. The rain washed your blood-covered body as it laid dead on the cold stoned street. Above you, the green-haired hero was standing with blood all over his body. His eyes turned to look at his friend, kneeled on the ground, trying to catch his breath as the sensation of safety finally came back to the city. You, the great villain mastermind, were finally dead on the ground. The city was finally safe again.

Red eyes locked on your figure, trying to comprehend that they won the battle. Katsuki’s head fell back, letting the rain touch his tired face as he waited for the pro heroes to arrive. Izuku’s eyes were back on your dead figure. With his one knee on the ground, he lowered his body and with his hand he slowly turned your head to the side where katsuki was kneeling. The red eyes of the blond hero find your lifeless ones, bringing a weird feeling to his stomach.

Bakugo watched as the pro heroes and rescuers searched for victims and wounded citizens, feeling completely empty. Katsuki’s tired body was hurting with even the slightest move, making it impossible for him to move and help the other heroes. His thoughts were clouded as he observed your body being moved to one of the big vans that the heroes used. The blond hero’s head fell back once again. This time his heavily wounded body followed, falling with his back on the stoned ground and loosing consciousness.

The only thing in his head was a memory of you, corned with your back to the wall and Katsuki’s hand on your neck as he swore on his life that he would be the one to take your life away. He never thought the day that he would watch you fall on the ground, could actually come.

~~~

…“Kacchan?.. are you okay?..”

…“Bakugo are you feeling good?”

…“Bakugo you’re not alright..”

…“Bakugo-kun you’ve changed..”

…“Bakugo-kun you’ve become distant..”

…“Kacchan.. you don’t talk to anyone anymore..”

As the months passed, nothing came out of their mouths except of how much the blond hero was distancing himself. They could see something was wrong but no one ever got to actually find out what was on his mind. And no one ever could.. he didn’t even know.. the only thing that felt right to him was thinking about your last moment with him. There were night when he would throw things across his room out of anger and betrayal. How dare you die on him? The sounds of glass or other materials being thrown and crashing onto his door or wall, echoed through the building. Kirishima and kaminari would check up on him through the night to make sure everything was alright.

Everyone could see that he wasn’t feeling good. Aizawa-sensei decided that it would be good for Katsuki to go on patrol one night, to feel the fresh air on his tired face. The blond hero wanted to stay on his cold and empty room once again but Aizawa didn’t gave him that option. Once the cold air hit his face, his mind started playing the memory of you falling on the cold ground with blood all over your body, like a movie scene. As he wondered around the city, he came across the place he saw you for the last time. Something like a villain attack or his sixth sense must have led him there for a second time. Or so he thought.. He never admitted that, what had led him there, was non other but his own feelings.

Red eyes staring at the barely visible blood stained tiled ground, where you laid dead in what feels like last night to him. With slow steps, he approached the red-like spot on the street, feeling the tears that were building up on his now, dark red eyes. The blond hero kneeled upon the blood covered smudge, sensing his own body start to tremble as he placed his two hands on the frond of his knees. His jaw tightened, trying to keep his mouth shut and not let the words that were screaming inside his head fall from his lips. The tears that he tried so hard to keep, finally fell on his cheeks. The unbearable pain he felt in his heart, washed over him like a flood that he could no longer keep inside of him.

“Why the hell am I hurting so much?.. it’s-.. it’s your fucking fault y/n.. you fucking promised me you wouldn’t die that easily!!..” the words fell from his lips and stabbed him straight on his heart like the sharpest swords. The numbness he usually felt inside his heart was now replaced by insufferable pain. How could he ever believe that your death would cost him so much?..

The night visits on the unpopular stained street by the blond hero were now regular. With each visit he would leave behind new tear stains and your favoured coloured flowers. Katsuki would come and “see” you with every chance given. He would tell you how his day or week went, how much stronger Izuku has become, every new move of his, every new feature on his hero costume and every now and then, how much he hated that he loved you or how much he despited that you were the only thing in his mind, in hopes you would walk out of the shadows to kick his ass for being so stupid to fall for a villain.

Five months have now passed since your death and three month of Katsuki secretly mourning and hoping this was all part of your plan. A plan where you were alive and hiding in the dark, watching the blind hero finally being honest with himself and his feelings. Katsuki was once again “talking” to you but this time, he was different. He was almost completely quiet. He just looked at the sky, his eyes filled with tears falling on each side of his beautiful and exhausted face.

“It’s been three fucking months.. fuck.. three months am standing right here, hoping you would be somewhere out there.. I’m fucking loosing my self!!.. IM LOOSING MY MIND!! Fu- fucking shit.. IM FUCK- I LOST YOU!.. WHY WOULD YOU FUCKING LEAVE ME?!.. WH-.. why?..” his voice breaking as he shouted on the now, invisible blood stain on the ground. His heart shattered as he finally started believing that you were actually dead and him thinking and waiting otherwise, would only make him worse.

“I promised, katsu..”

Everything froze. The blond hero stands still, kneeled on the ground as he heard a voice he could recognise from miles away. Your voice.

“Y/n?..” he questioned in disbelief. His body couldn’t move in fear you weren’t actually there. If he looked behind him, there was a chance he was actually loosing his mind and that would actually break him.

A warm hand on his cheek swooped away all the fear from his heart and mind. With your thumb on his chin and the palm of your hand on his tired face, you slowly turned his head to the side, letting him see that you are real. Red eyes looking up and down your figure and in a mater of seconds the blond hero, your greatest enemy, was breathily crying in your hold.

“I promised you, katsu.. I won’t die that easily..” And with that, the hero abruptly stood up from his kneeling position and circled his hands around your waist as his crying face hid on your shoulder. His hold so tight in fear you would disappear again if he let you for even a second. Your hands found place around his shoulders, holding him close and finally letting yourself melt in his arms.

He now knows, he could never live without you and you never could either.

Inspired from this post

[unforgivenntired2]

SHACKLED HEARTS

Yandere!Bakugoxreader

Next

The dim light of the moon filtered through the barred window, casting eerie shadows across the cold, damp room. You sat in the corner, knees drawn to your chest, the weight of your chains heavy on your wrists and ankles. It had been days—maybe even weeks—since Bakugo had taken you from the outside world, but the fear and confusion still gnawed at your mind.

Bakugo paced in front of you, his intense crimson eyes flickering with a mix of frustration and possessive desire. His fiery temperament was barely contained, simmering just beneath the surface. You had seen glimpses of his softer side before, but now, all you saw was the monster he had become.

"Why don't you understand?" Bakugo's voice was a harsh whisper, filled with desperation. "I did this for us! For you!"

Tears streamed down your face as you struggled to comprehend his twisted logic. "This isn't love, Katsuki. This is madness!! P-Please, j-just... just let me go."

Bakugo's expression hardened, and he knelt in front of you, grabbing your chin roughly to force you to look at him. "You think you know what's best for you? You don't! You belong to me. No one else can protect you like I can."

His grip was painful, but the raw emotion in his eyes sent chills down your spine. You could see the conflict within him, the battle between his obsessive love and the remnants of his humanity. But right now, the darkness was winning.

"You don't need anyone else," he continued, his voice cracking slightly. "I'll make sure of it. I'll keep you safe from everyone who tries to take you away."

Your sobs grew louder, your body shaking with the weight of your despair. "This isn't what I wanted, Katsuki. I wanted a future with you, but not like this. Not in chains."

Bakugo's eyes softened for a moment, and he released your chin, running a hand through his messy blonde hair. He looked torn, as if a part of him wanted to reach out and comfort you, but his obsession wouldn't let him. "I know you're scared," he said quietly, almost to himself. "But you'll see. You'll understand eventually. I just need you to trust me."

"How can I trust you when you've taken everything from me?" you whispered, your voice barely audible.

Bakugo's face twisted with pain, and he slammed his fist against the wall, causing you to flinch. "Damn it, why can't you see?! I'm doing this because I love you!! I can't lose you!"

The raw intensity in his words made your heart ache. Despite the terror and the chains, a part of you still remembered the boy who had once been your friend, your confidant, your love. But now, he was a stranger—one who had crossed the line into madness.

"Please, Katsuki," you begged, your voice breaking. "Don't do this. Let me go. W-We can find another way."

His eyes bore into yours, and for a fleeting moment, you saw a flicker of doubt. But then, just as quickly, it was gone, replaced by the unyielding resolve of a man who had convinced himself that his actions were justified.

"No," he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "You're mine, and I'm not letting you go. Not now, not ever. I can't let it happen again."

As he turned away, your heart sank, and the full weight of your situation crashed over you. You were trapped in a nightmare of his making, a twisted reflection of love that held you captive.

Bakugo walked to the door, pausing for a moment before looking back at you. "Get some rest," he said, his voice softer now. "I'll bring you something to eat later."

With that, he left the room, the heavy door closing behind him with a resounding thud. You were alone once more, your tears falling freely as the reality of your captivity settled over you. There was no escape, no way out.

You could only hope that one day, the boy you loved would find his way back to the light, and release you from the darkness that now bound your hearts together.

[bakuettes]

thinking HEAVILY about illegal street racer bakugo OR jungkook and illegal street racer reader… like the scene in 2fast2furious where tej asks suki if she’d race anyone he found and she agrees n the person who comes is brian except reader is brian and bakugo/jungkook is suki..

he’s all cocky in the beginning because thinks you’re a nobody and he could easily put race you and your girly pink car. little does he know you’re the best underground racer in the game and everyone knows you for your countless wins & evading the police every single time.

you tell him to put his money where his mouth is, to you this was child’s play. 15 grand USD. if you lose you won’t at least it would’ve been to a hot blond/brunette but, if you won then you’d go home 15 thousand dollars richer. it was a win win situation.

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Catch My Drift Moodboards

Chapter One

A/N: IDKKK GUYS I MIGHT MAKE THIS A SERIES IF I SEE YALL LIKE IT. it’ll likely be loosely based off the movie but i actually haven’t watched all of it so i’ll do that tomorrow. obviously it’ll be placed in the 2000’s. i’ll even give you guys a playlist and moodboards for characters.. yall fw this? lmk ☺️☺️ vote on the poll for jungkook or bakugo!

[bakugoxconsquences]

Tell me why I like one g-d damn BnHA post and all of a sudden my shit is flooded with B@kud3ku content.

I can't have shit in the economy.

[hamable]

Hhhh bnha 419… Deku has given this fight everything he has. What happens next is literally out of his hands.

[ramblebramblefun]

Izuku bounces on his feet as Kacchan steps off the platform, unable to keep the smile off his face as red eyes catch sight of him. He waves, a tad manically.

"Kacchan!" He yells, ignoring the looks he gets. "Over here!"

Kacchan is followed over by several other, familiar looking people. A man that can only be Chargebolt leans forward.

"Oho! Who's this?"

"My pet stalker."

"Kacchan, that's not very nice," Izuku says absently.

Kacchan ruffles Izuku's hair with more force than necessary.

"I'm not very nice."

"That is true!" Chargebolt grins, stroking his chin faux-thoughtfully.

"So," Kacchan says next. "What's new in nerd-land?"

"Oh! Um, well... Did you read that paper I sent you?"

"That thing on fuckin' Freezerburn?"

"Yeah, about the indicators! Like how you've got your mom's skin-"

"I don't want to hear about my mom's skin." Kacchan groans.

Too bad.

"- Your mom's skin" Izuku continued, "as well as your quirk in your palms and-"

Izuku cuts himself off this time. Red Riot (his hair's not that bad, Kacchan) is waving his hand in the air like a student. So was the Alien Queen, with a shit-eating grin on her face, and then Chargebolt also started to flail about and nearly hit-

"Oh my god! Are you Cellophane?!"

"Not if he knows what's good for him." Kacchan mutters.

"It's an honour to meet you! I'm a big fan! I really loved what you did last week in that fight with Athenium- actually, um, wait, I think I have-"

He starts to rummage through his bag, but Kacchan is faster and snatches his notebook out with a hiss.

"No. They don't know you. We're not doing this."

"Kacchan." Izuku frowns.

"No."

Red Riot seems unable to contain himself any longer.

"Bakubro, who is this guy?" he shouts, at the same time as Alien Queen cheers.

"This must be that guy that Katsuki's always-"

Kacchan whirls around and slaps Izuku's notebook over her mouth, because he is an oaf with no respect for other people or their property. Izuku is what, Kacchan?

Whatever. Izuku brought extra notebooks today, just in case. He pulls one out, and a pen, and then Cellophane takes the pen? And Izuku's notebook? Oh, he's signing the notebook, that's nice of him.

"Here you go," Cellophane smiles, handing it back.

Izuku already has three Cellophane signatures that Kacchan mailed to him through Auntie, because Kacchan is the best but also weird, but this is cool too. Izuku will have to cut it out and paste it in his album later.

What he actually wants to know is-

"Um, what's your name? I can't call you Cellophane when you're on vacation..." He flips open to a new page, ready to start writing...

The silence stretches too long. He looks up to find Cellophane looking at him uncertainly.

"Actually..." Cellophane starts slowly-

"That's what we wanna ask you!" Chargebolt shouts excitedly, and then Kacchan steals Izuku's notebook, again, and his bag, and Izuku has more important things to worry about than social niceties.

"Bakugou Katsuki!" he screeches. "Get back here!"

He starts running after Kacchan, who must have lost his mind on the train ride over if he thinks Izuku is going to let him get away with this. He'll tell Auntie! He will!

Auntie will just laugh at him if Izuku tells her that Kacchan has taken up purse-snatching but she'll laugh at Kacchan too, and then Kacchan will be really annoyed, just like Izuku is right now, and he's taking up running as a hobby first thing tomorrow because he's tired now already and curse Kacchan's longer legs, Izuku is going to cut them off-

They leave the Bakusquad blinking in their dust.

[lexithwrites]

I JUST STARTED WRITING A REAL GOOD BAKUDEKU SNIPPET AND TUMBLR DELETED IT NO

[freehideoutpuppy]

Ok so I've briefly touched on this, and I've done some reblogging of some other people's posts about it but I've decided it's time I add my own thoughts on Midoriya using Deku as his hero name.

Personally, I think it's one of Horikoshi's biggest failures in the early part of the series. We get glimpses of Midoriya's mental health being shit throughout the series, and the name Deku and his mistreatment by his peers and even his teachers pre OFA is pretty damn bad.

So, while I do understand what Horikoshi was going for with having Midoriya claim the name Deku as something different, it still feels wrong. Especially when adding in the context of how Uraraka just bulldozed over it being an insult that his freaking bully called him to be awful. And maybe if Bakugo had actually gotten REAL consequences for his actions or moved to 1-B or something, I wouldn't have as big an issue with it. But damn Bakugo has treated Midoriya like crap in every flash back we see. And has been a constant negative presence in Midoriya's life the entire time. And that, along with Bakugo being the one to give him that awful nickname in the first place, drives me crazy. Horikoshi has had so many missed opportunities and made a lot of choices with character development that leave me scratching my head in confusion. And about 90% of those decisions have something to do with Bakugo.

But I'm getting off topic a bit. During the war arc we really see Midoriya spiral and a big part of me actually enjoyed it in some ways because it was the first time we really get to see Midoriya behave in the way that's indicative of how he and heroes have treated by society as a whole. He believes wholeheartedly that he needs to hunt down AFO and Shigaraki alone because that's how All Might has been presented, and he has to live up to that pressure. He fully believes that his life is worthless and that he's only useful if he's doing everything he can to protect others even at the cost of himself. Which all comes back to Deku. I fully believe that Midoriya still feels like as a person he's worthless, and that's why he really chose Deku. Maybe he hoped that he could change the meaning of it now that he has OFA, but I think deep down he believes otherwise. We've seen that throughout the manga and anime. He consistently broke himself when he realized someone more powerful than him or who had a quirk from childhood was in danger. At the USJ, when he tried to attack Shigaraki, who was trying to dust Tsu. When he attacked the Zero pointer during the entrance exam so it wouldn't crush Uraraka. When he launched himself at Shigaraki to protect All Might. When he and Todoroki fought in the sports festival and he irreparably damaged his hand. There are so many instances of this kid letting himself be hurt by others to protect someone else, and he has zero regard for his own life. It's pretty heartbreaking, honestly. It's a big contributor to why I stopped reading the manga at this point. Well, that and Bakugo's deus ex machina, but well, it's bakugo, and I hate him, so that shouldn't surprise anyone who has seen my rants or knows me irl.

But yeah, I both loathe and understand why Midoriya went with Deku as his hero name. That doesn't mean I agree with the decision, but I understand it.

[odue-sp]

Bakugou Katsuki x Male Reader

inspo: integral - dios

M/n is Izuku's older brother who is also quirkless.

TW: potential age gap, undiagnosed depression, anhedonia

M/n knew how the blonde explosive boy looked at him. It was strange but he couldn't care less about the child's feelings. He only cares for Izuku and his mother, some boy who gave him flowers and a small clay abomination wasn't important...

"Wow, Kat-chan! That's amazing," he heard his brother shout looking at the mess. His cold and sharp words could no longer be said... 'For Izuku.' he thought as he reached over and carefully took the presents. With the same smile he gave his brother he sang praises.

The light in his eyes when he did. It was something that was amusing. Like a pet getting a treat. No, a pet would listen more... They wouldn't leave such a bruise on his brother's body. At night, he would stare at the clay mess. His hand clenching over the object like it was filth before Izuku gently grabbed his hand. "Don't hurt yourself."

"Oh," his smile appeared again as he picked up the greenette and sat him in his lap. "It's okay. He'll just make more anyways." He spoke calmly as he crushed the mess in his hands. Izuku stared in shock. The flowers were in the trash. Unlike the ones that he gave. They were littered around his room, some even hanged to dry.

Though he was quirkless, he didn't treat him any differently.

"Mama?" His eyes gazed over his mother's pained face as she hugged her son tightly. "Mrs. Midoriya, as you know, there was an incident at your son's school," oh right. They kept talking as he just stared. "What do you have to say for yourself?" The teacher asked as the principal watched. "Mama, did I make you cry? Km sorry," he stood up and took a tissue. Gently wiping her tears away. Resting his head on her shoulder.

His eyes gazed over the two adults...

She was crying again. What happened? She covered her face as she dropped to the floor. The nurses rushed to her side as the doctor carefully pulled him away. "Mama..." He whispered. "Hey, how about we play a game." He turned his head towards the man who tried to take his attention away from his weeping mother. "Something's wrong with me, isn't there?" He asked while glancing at his hands.

The doctor seemed shocked.

"I've noticed. I don't care for others. The only people I care for are my mother and brother," He spoke as he stared deeply at the doctor who slowly became uncomfortable with the intense stare. "My classmates, they wanted to kill me," he remembers why he was sent home that day. "Why am I here? Shouldn't they be evaluated? They threatened to kill someone who is quirkless,” his voice slowly became agitated. "They were going to shove a pencil in my mouth and they used their quirks on me," he remembers the blood.

The screams.

"Oh, is it because they were girls in the mix? Damn, I should've kept their mouths shut."

"Oh, you should keep your mouth shut. You may have a quirk but it doesn't stop you from dying. A gun is easy to purchase these days."

The doctor stared in disbelief.

The doctor didn't stay quiet.

He was sent to therapy, so much therapy and given pills to keep his symptoms at bay. He was somewhat better, he clearly had interest in anyone other than his family. "M/n!" Katsuki rushed over with another flower. He reached over and took the flower with a smile. Without Izuku's praises... "Thank you, it's wonderful."

The flower was thrown away later that night.

Years later...

M/n was part of the Shie Hassaikai. Overhaul was obsessed with the quirkless male, he was perfect. He was stronger without the quirks. He was able to aim perfectly. Everything was perfect to be a right hand man. The fact he couldn't care for anyone was a bonus.

And that he became.

Eri, a child that reminded him of Izuku. His eyes widened as he read the experiments she endured and was heartbreaking. But he needed to make the world perfect. So Izuku could be the only hero. So he could be like All Might. "They could never outshine him." He spoke as he hugged the very thing that could make it happen.

Eri mistook that as love. She saw his face. "Shh, my little brother looks like me. If you ever see him. Run to him. Let him be your hero."

She found him. He was her hero.

He smiled.

"M/n!" Izuku shouted as it was his turn to visit his brother. His classmates stared in shock. This was new! He gave a soft smile towards his brother, he was lifted up with ease before being put down. "M/n." His head turned to see Katsuki. That same light... It was amusing to see it again after so many years.

Izuku was now a teen. He knew that look and blocked him. "M/n! Let me show you the dorm! Even the school!" He grabbed his hand and dragged him away. He knew about M/n's diagnosis. "I was going to say hi," he spoke up after they stopped. "No you weren't." He glanced away. "He's so pitiful, still having a crush after so many years. Isn't that pathetic?" Izuku flinched.

"Not now." He whispered and dragged him away. "It's funny, how do you think he would look if I told him I broke every one of his gifts?" He pushed his brother's button knowing he still cared about his best friend. "I want to tell him. How disgusted I was to pretend to like them." It seems they didn't notice the group stopping and listening.

"Stop it, did you take your medicine?" Izuku asked, his fists shaking holding in anger. "Plus those kids he hung around? Did he think being so annoying was cool? Ah," he sighed out. "I guess I don't need to even hide it anymore." Izuku's eyes widened turning to see his class staring in shock.

Katsuki's eyes shadows as he clenched his fists.

"Oh dear," M/n walked over and ruffled his hair. A gesture that would bring many feelings... Now it only felt fake just now. "Don't feel bad. I was born this way. Even if you try your hardest," his hand moved away with a fake smile reserved for only Katsuki. "I won't be able to love you or anyone for that matter."

Harsh reality.

They were young adults now.

Katsuki didn't care anymore... But every time he heard Izuku talk about what his brother was up to... He couldn't help but feel hurt but didn't want to miss anything. "M/n is getting married," Katsuki's eyes widened. He said he couldn't love. Did someone achieve what he wanted?

The wedding was beautiful, and the bride was just as beautiful. The kiss they shared made Katsuki sick. Izuku and his mother smiled tearfully.

Katsuki couldn't handle it. He walked out quietly for a smoke. The party was loud and it managed to snap him out of his thoughts when he drifted too far. M/n appeared out of nowhere, smoking as well but away from the blonde who only stared.

That smile again, so fake (yet so handsome). "Oh, hey," his voice was terrible (beautiful). "How's my wedding, nice right?" Salt to the wound.

[2soul2]

Not an extra

Summary:After being paired with the quiet girl Y/N from class 1A for a project is Bakugo able to see what really is going on in her life.

TW: mention of unstable home life, swearing

“And for the ‘psychology of a villain’ project I want Bakugo and Y/N.”

This sentence hit hard, for the entire class. But especially for Bakugo.

The quiet girl paired with the big loud mean boy.

Bakugo opened his mouth to say something against it but Aizawa stopped him.

“No changes, as hero’s you’ll have to work with a lot of difficult people, I want you to learn.”

With that said the teacher ignored all other questions and took his daily 2PM nap. The students meanwhile had to sit with their partner and do research.

“Oi! You even listening extra?”

Bakugo looks at the girl that has been staring into nothing for now about five minutes, the five minutes he had been talking.

“Hello?”

The angry teenage boy claps his hands in front of her face wich startles her.

“Seriously?! You’re having the attention span of a six year old!”

Y/N just looks at him wich makes him sigh.

“Now listen closely, you’re gonna do the writing because I don’t want to do that boring shitty part. And I’m gonna do the research, so I tell you what to write.”

She just nods.

“Took you long enough to understand..”

The rest of the session went by without talking, he researched and shoved the article to her and she wrote.

As the bell rings both of them tried to leave as fast as possible, Y/N was a bit quicker though, probably because she forgot her notebook.

Bakugo sighs, he could just leave it. But there are all the notes in there she took from the research and she probably still needs to write them over.

“I swear to god this extra better be still in school…”

And of course she wasn’t in school. And of course he knew her address, she lives right next to him.

Bakugo could just leave the notebook in school, but he knows that things often go missing when they’re once forgotten.

So off he goes, one train ride and a five minutes walk later he can see his and Y/N’s house…and..Y/N? Getting pushed out and..screamed at?

“Come back when you have something useful with you! Stupid girl!”

Bakugo knows that angry female voice, Miss Y/L/N.

He and his family rarely see her leaving the house, they rarely sees her anyway, though he never pays any attention to it.

The student boy was just watching, it’s not his problem…is that a stone?! Now it’s his.

“Ugly brat-“

“Oi.”

The angry woman and Y/N look at him with confusion.

“Leave her, you’ve let your anger out now go, no need to hurt her.”

The girl looks at him with a confused but also thankful look.

“And who are you?! It’s not for you to decide how I raise my child!..Ugh! Forget it! Don’t come home till tomorrow Y/N!”

And with that her mother gets back inside and slams the door shut.

…

“Dang, that woman is a walking migraine..”

Y/N just looks at him.

“What’re you looking at?”

He throws the notebook at her and she catches it.

“You forgot that, don’t be so stupid and do it again.”

She just nods.

“So, your mom kicked ya out? Happens often?”

The girl looks away.

“Where you staying at?”

The girl just shrugs.

Bakugo sighs.

“Come on, ya staying at my place I guess…”

Y/N looks up.

“What?”

Now Bakugo looks up.

“Huh..ya can talk. Thought you were mute.”

She blushes, it’s embarrassing.

“Dang no need to get red, extra. Ya can sleep on the couch. I’ll just say that you’re here for the project.”

She looks at him.

“Thank you..”

“Eh? What was that? Ah forget it, you’re even quiet when you talk…”

Now Y/N looks confused…he was nice and now mean..

“Now come on! It’s cold!”

And just like that, she walks with him into his house..

He told his mom the lie and Y/N finally understood where Bakugo got that personality from..though his mom is a sweetie to her.

Now they’re sitting in his room, Y/N is eating some dinner Miss Bakugo made her with the sentence “Finally someone with manners in this house, copy that katsuki!” And Bakugo just let out a groan.

“So..”

She looks up.

“Your mom isn’t the nicest..”

…

“I know..”

Bakugo looks at her.

“Does she like..hit you?”

Y/N stays quiet.

“Ya don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to..”

She nods and looks away.

“She’s…a real pain in the ass…”

As she said that Bakugo starts laughing wich makes Y/N confused once again.

“Sorry, You just don’t look like a person that swears.”

Now Y/N needs to laugh herself.

Both went quiet again.

“You know…I actually told you to do the writing in the project because…I think that your handwriting looks better..”

“Really?”

“But don’t tell that to anyone or else I’ll kill you! Understood!”

Y/N just nods.

“Thanks..Bakugo…”

“Eh, call me Katsuki..”

“You..sure?”

“Yea..you aren’t really an extra anymore, you’re kind alright.”

She smiles.

“And if this weird ass mom of yours bothers you again come to me, i’m gonna show her what a real brat does.”

Both of them got an A on that project.

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Heya! Hope you liked this ff! I wrote it spontaneous but y’all wanted Bakugo so here he is!

Requests are open

[that-spider-fan-over-there]

Why don't we talk more about how similar Tenko and Katsuki actually are?

It feels very odd, for me at least, to see Izuku's narrative foils being compared to him, but not to each other. It's so easy to draw their lines, parallels and foils.

Arrogant, childish and unapproachable, with destructive Quirks and a similar hatred of losing the battles they fight. Katsuki's starting line on the same chapter Tenko was introduced. And in a world of various characters with red eyes, they play straight the "Red Eyes, Take Warning" trope.

Look, for the most part, murderous, but one of them was convinced it was what he desired while the other just says that because he couldn't understand his feelings. Indoctrination and Trauma Rationalization vs. Inferiority and Emotional Supression.

The appearance and attitude of bloodthirsty children that covers up their intelligence and strategic leadership abilities.

The keys that brought the Kamino Incident. Making them intrinsically connected as the turning points of Hero Society's starting collapse whether they like it or not.

Neither wanted companionship, wanted to do things their way, alone. Yet both gained friends, and while their goals haven't changed, they don't need to do it alone. Bonus points for befriending a Todoroki when they've started off on the wrong foot.

Tenko, groomed by AFO as a Symbol of Fear. Katsuki, thought by Izuku the Symbol of Victory.

Died, in a physical and spiritual sense. Tenko, physically in 269, spiritually in 238. Katsuki, spiritually in 285, physically in 362. And still, were reborn in defiance of AFO's will.

Tenko unknowingly had expectations for his future from the moment the idea of conceiving him was planted, and was never taught he could be something other than destructive. Katsuki would have support for anything he wanted, yet pushed himself to be perfect. Because otherwise, what was the point?

Speaking of, AFO is their villain. Tenko, who destroyed the original vestige so he could fight Izuku himself, while Katsuki destroyed his physical body in an act of heroism because Izuku couldn't. And despite being taken out for the time being, their role isn't finished yet.

A villain confronts their convictions, their "roles in the story". Calls out their "childish, incomplete" desires. It causes in them a realization, destroys a mental block they didn't know they had, making them more powerful in the process. And for further points, their hands are broken in the process.

Somehow, both are connected to One For All, present in the vestige world. Both could even be considered a "Tenth OFA user", depending on your point of view. Izuku did sacrifice his dreams and gave the Quirk to them, after all.

A hero with the arrogance of a villain, minor antagonist growing to be the protagonist's confidant; vs. a villain with heroic lineage and instincts, a major antagonist who's the hero of his own story.

Tenko hates the role All Might perpetuated in society because of what it means, when no hero helped him. Katsuki, even with the flaws Toshinori shows, remains a fan of All Might to the point he actively decided to honor him with his hero alias.

Tenko was said by Re-Destro he was on the process of a Quirk Awakening, a liberation of sorts. Katsuki, post awakening and revival, was on the process of learning something new about his Quirk that was very similar to Izuku's.

And to top it off, both of them could easily kill a person with their touches, their Quirks. Their hands, seemingly, easily, made for destruction. And Izuku would still reach for them anyways.

This post was brought to you by: someone who would find very funny if post canon Tenko and Katsuki got along with Izuku but hated each other's guts (like someone who hates his younger sibling's boyfriend) + me being annoyed at the discourse surrounding the OP/ED lyrics and who "Izuku" is referring to + me wanting to see AFO's ass getting kicked by the three of them.

Thank you for reading!

[redskull199987]

Staying Alive

Katsuki Bakugou x female!reader

Word count:0.7k

Waenings:emotional Bakugou, it's set in season 6 but no real spoilers, Canon typical violence

Summary: After the fight with Shigaraki and the LoV, you awake in the Hospital and have to take care of an emotional Bakugou...

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I had barely been awake for a minute, as I felt someone wrap their arms around me. I almost automatically hugged the person back and as my vision cleared after a few seconds, I realized that it was Mina who hugged me. I heard her sniffle slightly, as she pulled me against her tightly.

"I thought we lost you", she mumbled, as we parted. I stared at my best friend in confusion.

"It takes a bit more than Shigaraki to kill me", I joked. But the depressed faces that my friends made, caused me to loose my smile.

"Where is Katsuki?", I asked after I didn't find him in the room.

"He's still unconscious", Kirishima answered quietly.

"But he's fine right?", I asked, slightly panicking. My memories were slowly returning now and I remembered that he had saved Izuku from an attack, but got stabbed multiple times on the way. As he fell unconscious, I took over his job at protecting Izuku. But eventually I failed too and got hit by an attack from Shigaraki.

Right as Mina was about to answer, the door slammed open. My attention was pulled to the person entering and as I saw who it was, I felt my entire body relax.

"Out of my way, Extras!"

I chuckled at his usual rude behavior, as Katsuki stomped towards my bed.

"Bakugou!?", Kiroshima yelled, but he was not only pushed away by Katsuki but also by the others who pulled him with them to eventually leave the room. Katsuki and me were alone now.

"Are you okay?", he asked, his voice was quiet now and he was looking at the ground.

I smiled gently and leaned forward to grab Katsukis hand.

"I'm fine...considering the circumstances", I clarified and I saw how he visibly relaxed.

"When I...when I woke and...", I saw how Katsuki struggled to voice his feelings, I pulled at his hand so that he could sit down on the bed next to me.

"When they told me that you were still unconscious, I thought I had lost you.", he finally said and for the first time since he entered the room, Katsuki looked up and his eyes landed on mine. And I saw the tears in his eyes. I saw how close to a break down he was.

" I will never leave you", I said sternly, before cupping his cheek,"Do you understand? I would never leave you. I will always stay alive for you."

I saw how the fine cord snapped inside Katsuki and he broke loose. Tears spilled all over his face and a sob he couldn't suppress left his lips.

I immediately pulled him into my arms and I felt how he hid his head in the crook of my neck, while his arms wrapped tightly around my middle.

"I love you, Katsuki", I whispered into his ear. And I let him cry freely without any judgment, because I knew that he never opened up to someone like that before and I was glad the he trusted me enough to see him like this.

Vulnerable.

"I love you too", he finally said after a few minutes of trying to calm down. He slowly sat back up and sniffled quietly.

I raised my hand and gently brushed away his tears, before squishing his cheeks slightly, causing him to smile softly.

"Promise me, that you'll never leave me", he said.

"I promise", I murmured and leaned forward to kiss his forehead, then his nose and finally his lips. I felt him grab my hand, as he deepened the kiss. I felt him smile against my lips, right before we parted. And the smile stayed on his lips.

"I missed this", I said. Katsuki looked at me perplexed:"You missed the hospital?"

"No, silly", I chuckled, "Your smile. I missed your smile."

Katsuki tried to hide it but I saw how his cheeks started to get slightly rosy at my words.

"Idiot", he mumbled, before starting to lay down on the bed next to me. I waited before he adjusted and then threw the blanket over him. Katsuki slowly layed his head down on my chest while he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"It's gonna take awhile before it's going to be normal again, isn't it?", I asked sadly.

"Yeah", Katsuki mumbled, "Let's make it worth it then"