#so pls forgive the ugly coloring and pinkness of this

[charlieconwayy]

319 I 624

[prettyboykatsuki]

♡  bakugou headcanons that feel like a warm hug ♡

➳wc ;; 1.2k (oh my god. what is wrong w me.) 

➳ a/n ;; or my bakugou brain-rot that never goes away. thanks for being my comfort character, you fucking gremlin. forgive the silly title. 

♡ always makes little adjustments to the environment for you. he’s observant to a fault so if there’s something even a little off and it happens to bother you, he’s trying to work around it. 

♡ good at playing guitar but not good at reading music. he can throw something together if you give him a chance but he’s not good at trying to recreate someone elses memory. he’s not like.. musically gifted either but he likes how guitar sounds 

♡ thinks about getting a lot of piercings in his ear because he thinks they’d look cool but is kind of too nervous? the idea of a needle going through his skin is a ick. when you start dating, he drags you to his appointments lol - won’t admit it but he thinks he looks so hot when he gets them. takes a bunch of selfies <3 

♡ needs to be moving constantly. can’t sit completely still to save his life. when he listens to music, he moves his head. sometimes he just runs his thumb over his fingers. 

♡ really, really bad at talking. not in the sense he can’t communicate (that too) but he just likes listening in conversation. rarely adds his own thing. but when he does - always accidentally says something super meaningful 

♡ enjoys subtle physical touch because it is literally intimate he melts inside. a hand on his forearm or shoulder. your legs over his lap. small things that show how comfortable you are. 

♡ likes being held cause he’s a big ass baby lmfao 

♡ wont admit it but enjoy when you choose pretty or colorful bandages for his cuts he won’t himself but it’s like keeping you in his pocket wherever he goes.  

♡ really needs you to find him attractive dslksjk it’s not that he ever thinks he’s particularly ugly. but he didn’t really assign importance to his appearance at any point in his life, yet now he puts in a scary amount of effort. readjusts his hair so much more, makes sure his clothes fit good. fixes his fuckin’ face lol 

♡ likes chewing gum a lot and always has a pack on him. really proud of how big he can blow bubbles and will be a little sad if you’re unimpressed. 

♡ is overly sentimental about things you’ve made him - especially if it’s something super dumb. you drew him a silly little sketch of him in a frog hat? it’s in his wallet behind his id. freaks out when he thinks he’s lost his wallet 

♡ LOVES phone calls. yes he still hates talking. but the way his face looks when he listens to your voice. eyes half-lidded, shamelessly smiling - it’s so tender and so lovesick. 

♡ terrible first grader hand-writing. he tries to write them for you in the beginning of your relationship (to be romantic or some shit) but they’re so incomprehensible pls. if he focuses on it - it can be legible but most of the time ... yea no. 

♡ doesn’t favor tea or coffee but prefers tea if he has to drink one. 

♡ crazy good at eyeballing measurement. even in baking. once made a perfectly good bread without weighing anything and doesn’t get why that’s so wild. 

♡ has the phone on his text set to be bigger even though his eyes are fine. 

♡ lets you do the layout thing on his iphone and decorate as you please. says he doesn’t care but when he sees you made it hero themed/fit with his aesthetic - he got so red it was so cute. 

♡ hates shopping in store. will still always go with you because the one time you went alone a store clerk hit on you.  

♡ so practical. he started couponing when he was in his early twenties like an old man. checks the news and weather the night before, every night. never misses doctors appointments. 

♡ shit at any form of visual art. drawing, painting etc - cannot do it to save his life. but he tries. his hands shake when he tries to draw hearts for you 

♡ blows the eyelashes off your cheek super gently whenever he notices. he’ll like.. take your face in his hands and blow so softly like he’s gonna hurt you. 

♡ used to agree to make pinky promises with you as a joke. now though? automatically holds his pink out for you to take it. straight up pouts if you don’t. 

♡ you two have a song and when it comes on, he’ll sing it back to you. any other time? any other song? he wont. but he always sings your song even without realizing, just mouths it. 

♡ enjoys when you put your hands under his shirt and just leave them there and hug him like that. skin to skin contact is elite but only from you. 

♡ hamsters adore this man. they just do. 

♡ draws frowny faces on your eggs with hot-sauce 

♡ soul leaves his body when you play with his hair and scratch his scalp. the tension in his neck literally disappears and he just sighs that shit relaxes him like crazy 

♡ the first time he says i love you, you’re tying his tie for his first hero event. you’re telling him to that the color looks good on him and you’re smiling. it honestly it just slips. he went on to win an award that night. 

♡ his favorite memory of the two of you was when you were trying to leave the grocery store one afternoon. it was raining heavy as shit. you pulled him in under your clear umbrella and just stood there. he doesn’t know why but that means a lot to him. 

♡ cares a lot about his dads approval on his work specifically. him and his dad have a really specifc bond and he actually admires him quite a bit. 

♡ nothing makes him cry like “im proud of you”. especially when it’s for something small. it’s just something he didn’t hear enough in a sincere way. 

♡ likes fruit flavored sweets over chocolate (generally needs something to do w his mouth cause it helps him think. bad oral fixation) so he keeps little candies on him 

♡ shit at video games. terrible at them with the exception of mario kart? for some reason. 

♡ always loses his keys 

♡ stutters every!single!time! he tries to compliment you. it’s been YEARS. 

♡ takes a melatonin gummy before bed and always drinks a glass of water 

♡ buys you flowers and keeps them too. like does the upkeep on it and replaces them if the wilt. suggests pressing them to keep them for longer. 

♡ lowkey cries really easily. he just gets overwhelmed w his feelings some times and it makes him cry even if he doesn’t want too. you and the bakusquad are sworn to secrecy over it though 

♡ wears his ring around his neck on a chain bc it’s easier to show off. 

♡ naturally good at doing hair! 

♡ likes sneakers but wears dr. scholl's because he walks a lot and is on his feet for most of the day w his job. just being careful. 

♡ loves u a lot <3 

[6ftgirlfriend]

Hi Gao 👋🏻 , how about no.30 for the Elu prompts ?

#30: “It’s not what it looks like…”

…

Eliott knew that Lucas' birthday was coming up soon and Lucas had been pretty adamant about receiving nothing by saying, "it's fine, baby. I don't need anything this year. I only wanna spend time with you." Oh sure, Eliott could do that and be a complete failure as a boyfriend or he could plan a fun surprise party for Lucas, which proved to be more difficult than he imagined it to be. Since they were always tied at the hip, ones where the other would go, the other will follow. Which was why when Eliott tried to be discreet in keeping a secret from him, Eliott didn't notice something was brewing. An unpleasant shade of green began to form within Lucas.

Jealousy was an ugly shade that did not match well with Lucas. It doesn't suit anyone, but especially not with Lucas. His eyes held a drop of cerulean blue, a shade that Eliott wanted to write long sappy verses about forever. His lips that were rosy pink and alluring to form that perfect pout, the things Eliott wanted to do to them was sinful. His skin that was creamy and smooth upon every touch, just feeling them against his own drove Eliott insane with desire. Fuck, there were so many colors that made Lucas' existence pop and glow. And it's still not green.

Eliott could have sworn; those big blue eyes were tracking his every move as he tried subtlety sending texts to the boys on planning the big surprise birthday party. As subtle as he can be, anyway. Which was getting increasingly harder as they began approaching the days before Lucas' birthday, Eliott could only hope Lucas doesn’t suspect anything.

But the late night discussion via text with the boys about the party plans with Eliott going as far as to having to white lie in order to cover for why was he was working out so late. Obviously, he needed to work extra shifts to raise money for the party, but Eliott couldn't say that, and so, he fibbed. Saying his workplace was getting busier and they needed him. Lucas seemed to have bought that, right?

Absolutely not. Lucas was getting too anxious and paranoid for any sane person to handle. Lucas didn't want to jump to conclusions nor did he want to seem like the over possessive type but—Oh fuck it. He was jealous, and he needed answers. The little voice of Lucille was coming back to haunt him again about Eliott having "others." It wasn't fair to assume Eliott was having an episode when Eliott has been dodgy for a whole month now. Lucas has gotten better at spotting the signs, and this was not it. It was something different, and Lucas did not like it one bit. Having decided it was enough, Lucas decides to speak up on the day of his birthday.

...

"Be honest with me, Eliott. Are you cheating on me?"

Oh, fuck.

Eliott immediately recoils from his phone. He had been intently texting the party group chat. The boys were informing him that they were almost done setting up everything and that people were slowly making their way to the party. Eliott didn't think it'd go this far, but the way Lucas was holding back his tears as his nose began to show that lovely shade of red was sending Eliott into panic mode.

"Wha—of course not, Lucas! Lucas, listen to me, I would never do that to you." Eliott said hastily and made his way over to Lucas, cautiously. Almost as if he was approaching a wounded animal or rather, a very distressed hedgehog. Eliott knew he fucked up the moment he held Lucas face to look into his ocean eyes. To only have them burst out tidal waves as his boyfriend falls apart in his arms.

"Fuck! Eliott, pl-please tell me it's not true." Lucas muffled pleas was barely audible as he cried into Eliott's chest as he squeezed his torso, like a kid who didn't want to let go of their favorite toy. "Don't leave me…"

It was breaking his heart. Eliott needed to lighten up the mood, required to make Lucas stop crying. Anything! Fuck! He had no one else to blame but himself. He should've realized all his suspicious activity was going to come back to bite his ass one way or another.  The result was either an emotional wreck, Lucas or an angry outburst Lucas. It turns out it was the former.

He tried to soothe the shaking Lucas, "sssshhh, I'm not going anywhere, my love. It's going to be okay—"

After a moment, Lucas seemed to have stopped entirely altogether as he looks up from Eliott's chest, looking determined now as his eyes glowed. "Ouais, I'll be okay as soon as I see who you've been texting for the last couple of weeks!"

“It’s not what it looks like…” Eliott tries to explain but was cut off by Lucas.

"—Well, it looks like to me, you've been far more engaged in some 'chat' than having realized it's your boyfriend's birthday today!"

Yup, it seems he was getting the angry Lucas now. Eliott braced himself for the impact when suddenly his phone began to ring. Not even a second goes by, and Lucas reaches for the phone before Eliott does.

Holding up his hands as Eliott surrenders to Lucas' flashing eyes. Lucas answers the phone.

"—Yo, Eliott! Where you at? The party is starting. Everyone is asking for the birthday boy!" Came Yann's voice from the other line.

Eliott watched the way Lucas' expressions went from a defensive facade to having his eyes grow to the size of saucers as he absorbed the information and was now looking like he was going to cry once again.

"...Uh-Ahem, I'm coming soon, Yann. Thank you for telling us." But Lucas was now grinning mischievously. "But first, I gotta have a little chat with my lovely boyfriend."

"Oh shit! Lucas found out guys! Uh—” Lucas hung up before Yann could finish. Eliott gulped as Lucas finally put down the phone and stared at him. A predator was coming for the kill.

"W-wait, Lucas! Forgive me! Ouch—” Lucas only came at him with a pillow, and soon they were pillow fighting as Lucas curses him out for keeping this a secret from him. Driving him mad with worry and jealousy. Eliott only could reply with, "uh haha, surprise?" Before getting hit in the face with a pillow again.

"Never do that again, I would rather have you tell me than being sneaky like that, you asshole!"

"Okay, okay. But you know I'm your asshole."

"Damn right, you are!"

"...But Lucas, I'm sorry for making you think that I could leave you—.”

"Sshhh, it's fine. Just don’t. I love you too, you big sappy dope."

"I love you so much, Lucas. Happy birthday."

"Thank you, baby. But if you keep sweet talking me, I'm afraid we wouldn't make it to the party."

"Who said we couldn't arrive late, after all, it's your birthday party."

"Exactly. It's my birthday party, and I was the last to know about it, and I don't want to be the last to arrive. So let's go!"

"..."

"You can give me another special birthday present when we come back…"

"Mmmm, that is tempting."

"Oh, please, you can't resist me."

"I'm not even fighting it, so consume me. I want you to consume me, Lucas."

"Uh..W-what time we do have to be there, again?"

"As I said, it's your birthday, baby. Tell me what you want."

"Fuck! You. I want you."

"And how can I say no? Come here, let me make it better…"

...

A/N: Hiiiii thank you Shamrin! I had a lot of fun writing this! Hope you like it too!