Bakugo Katsuki Flirting

Bakugo Katsuki Flirting

Bakugo: ‟You're like a sunset.‟

(Y/N): ‟Aww, really?‟

Bakugo: ‟Yeah. You're ugly as hell when I take a picture of you.‟

(Y/N): ‟...‟

Bakugo (Pink cheeked and pouty): ‟But you're pretty as hell in person... dumbass...‟

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Mornings in 1-A’s Dorm

Probably...

Ida or Somn’ : Hello Tokoyami, how are you this morning?

Tokoyami : The sweet temptress death summons me.

Ida : I-

Tokoyami : Her beauteous figure beckons me forth, towards an eternal slumber.

Ida : ...

Tokoyami : Also, I have to go to the bathroom.

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Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

💥 I am convinced (no one can change my mind) Bakugo would love sitting outside at night with (Y/N)

💥 Yeah, he loves the playful banter and (Y/N)'s loud bubbly laugh

💥 But if they sit together on the porch or balcony at night in silence, he's so happy.

💥 It is just so peaceful and he's with his s/o so, how could this be better?

💥 Oh, I'll tell you

💥 I totally think Katsuki is a rock type guy

💥 But you play some classic songs (Elton John, Queen, Beetles, all those awesome peepz) on low volume while he and (Y/N) are sitting outside at night, he'll be so at peace it's insane.

💥 Did I mention it was at night?

💥 It can't be at day, the morning is debatable

💥 Night, first of all, cool and calming (such an aesthetic)

💥 The sounds of toads and crickets plus the quiet music and then sitting with his babe (Y/N) *sucks in* YES

💥 If it rained that day bonus points cause that smell is amazing

💥 He will never tell (Y/N) this, but she sings along to the skiffs under her breath, he will fall one hundred time more in love with her. She don't even have to be good, he loves hearing her humming along to music he likes.

💥 (Y/N) leans her head on his shoulder while both of them share a blanket? My boy will want to kiss you so bad

💥 He won't though cause he's nervous

💥 Then (Y/N) kinda looks up at him and gives the softest closed mouth smile and he will act before his brain catches up.

💥 Soft kisses?

💥 Yes because Bakugo will definitely look at (Y/N)'s beautiful, soft expression full of love and want to pepper he face in kisses.

💥 So he does.

💥 Then he drags (Y/N)'s ass in between his legs and he rests his chin on her as he holds her to his chest.

💥 The blanket will be nice and warm and that's what he'll blame for the red on his cheeks if she asks even though he knows she knows better.

💥 They both will stare at nothing in particular as they listen to the night and the quiet music but Bakugo'll start focusing on the person in his arms and their soft breaths and warm body.

💥 He'll look at the stars and burry his smirk in (Y/N)'s hair because he knows they have nothing on her.

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That's Just How It Is

Notes : Bakugo Katsuki x Reader, Body Neutral, It's Really Inclusive Tbh, Fluffly Fluff as per usual

Could you imagine the size difference between yourself and pro hero Bakugo? Like, he would be such a large man. (Similar to Endeavor and All Might but still different. Probably a similar shape to Captain America but a bit bigger maybe.) And what's amazing is that it really doesn't matter what shape or size you are, you will still most likely be smaller than him in some way.

Could you imagine his large hands just holding your waste and swaying with you in the kitchen? Or having to tell him to stop grabbing your luscious thighs because you are trying to focus. Or imagine squealing when he grabs you and throws you over his shoulder, hitting his shoulder and telling him to put you down cause you're heavy. Man will slap your butt (he loves the way it jiggles btw, that's just fact) and smirk at your squeak. ‟You ain't heavy at all baby.‟ ‟Really?‟ ‟Mhm, s'like holding cotton candy.‟ And if you're taller than him? He's still gonna treat you like that cause he really doesn't give a damn. He's looking up at you with a smirk and you hold up a warning finger, which does nothing—you know it will do nothing—and he will grab you and toss you over his shoulder, not without a slap to your butt ofc because I don't give a damn if you're skinny or dummy thick, this man will ALWAYS slap that. I don't make the rules, that's just how it is. If you're shorter than him (more than likely cause he's a giant man) than you better start praying cause he is always going to be grabbing you and he will not let you go. Course, if you like the unending touching and never getting anything done because he will not stop holding you, then you don't need to pray.

Lesson? It doesn't matter how heavy or how tall or thin or whatever you are, he will always pick you up like you weigh nothing and he will always have you sitting on his lap cause he loves how soft you are compared to him or how similar. Boom, that's just how it is.

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I Do

Info : Bakugo Katsuki x Fem Reader, Mild Language, Small Mention of Blood, Fluffly as Per Usual, Unedited

Being in a relationship with someone always came with a few surprises—good and bad. But, (Y/N) could confidently say, being in a relationship with a pro hero brought the most unexpected things, especially since the pro hero she was dating was none other than the hotheaded, explosive god of destruction, Dynamight.

There had been many instances where Bakugo Katsuki had surprised her. A few were less than welcomed surprises, ones that made her red in the face with anger and teary eyed with sadness, but all relationships had rocky moments, (Y/N) knew this.

(Y/N) was also surprised in warm, touching ways when it came to her strong hero of a boyfriend. He took her by surprise with his softness. In the first few months of their relationship, she was quite shocked to find his powerful hands—hands that could melt metal—could be so soft and caring with their touch.

His thoughtfulness caught her by surprise too. Who would've thought the fierce Dynamight would remember something as simple as someone's preferred jam flavor? The biggest surprise, however, was just how touchy he could be, but when he asked het to marry him—well, that was the best surprise yet.

It wasn't all that grand—maybe a bit improper, if you asked anyone else. He had pounded on her door in the middle of the night, out of breath and covered in battle grime. She had barely opened the door all the way when he grabbed her by the wrist and slammed their lips together, parting with a small grunt of pain.

‟I wanna marry ya.‟ And (Y/N) didn't have a moment to react to that before he nearly collapsed in her doorway. Truly a romantic man her Bakugo Katsuki was.

‟I wanna marry ya, d'ya hear?‟ he asked, shirtless and bleeding out on her toilet.

It made the woman huff as she tried her damndest to stop her hands from shaking. She had tended to his wounds before, but that never stopped the worry. Granted, the sudden marriage proposal didn't help her calm down either. ‟Katsuki I swear if you don't let me deal with this before you overwhelm me with somthing like that—‟

‟Somthin' like that?‟ He grabbed her hands and pulled her close, noses touching as he gave a snarky glare. ‟I'm tryin' ta marry ya women!‟

(Y/N) puffed out her cheeks because she could feel her eyes stinging. ‟Just wait a sec Kats,‟ she mumbled, gently pushing his hands away so she could go back to patching him up.

He huffed like a child, tossing his head back gently as she worked. ‟M'gonna marry you,‟ he mumbled to himself. ‟Gonna get hitched n'have ya move in with me.‟

(Y/N) shook her head lightly, pressing the bandage to his side wound. ‟Someone's a bit high on adrenaline.‟

‟I ain't just spouting shit!‟ he barked, looking down at her particularly. ‟I'm marrying your ass weather you believe me or not! V'got the ring n'everything.‟

‟You bought a ring looking like that?‟ she asked, raising a brow.

He shot her a bratty glare, looking more like a kindergartner than a top ranking hero. ‟No. I've had the ring for awhile, idiot, just haven't asked yet.‟

(Y/N) smiled softly to herself, that fluttery feeling in her chest as she pictured him picking out a ring for her. ‟Is that right? And why exactly hasn't the great explosion god Dynamight asked yet?‟

‟I wanted to take you to dinner.‟

‟This doesn't look like fine dining,‟ she teased, washing her hands.

‟Shut up, shitty woman, I decided to do it now! Is that not to your liking?!‟

‟No no, it's very romantic,‟ she smiled, giving him a soft kiss.

And two weeks after that night—after he slipped the ring on her finger before wrapping her in his arms for bed—Bakugo Katsuki was back at her door.

(Y/N) yawned softly, closing the door behind her bulky fiancé. ‟Suki, it's two in the morning, what are you—‟

‟I wanna marry ya.‟ Just like last time

(Y/N) blinked, staring at the man like he had three heads. ‟Uh, we are getting married,‟ she held up her left hand, the gem twinkling in the dimly lit hall as she wiggled her fingers. ‟In four months, remember?‟

‟No,‟ he grabbed her hand and dragged her to her room, ‟I mean right now. I want to marry you right now.‟

The ash-blond was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt and (Y/N) was wearing the same. He dragged her out of her house and they had made it half of the way to the courthouse before it finally set in.

(Y/N) still hadn't really processed it all and, before she knew it, she was standing outside the building with Katsuki right in front of her. ‟We're getting married? Right now?‟ she whispered.

He pulled her closer with a smirk, tilting his head and giving her a long, deep kiss. ‟Right now princess,‟ he mumbled against her lips. ‟Unless you wanna wait until the official date?‟

‟Wait?‟ she echoed, still pressed close to him.

‟Yeah. We can wait if ya wanna.‟

She hummed, taking in the man in front of her—gaze focused on the eager glow in his eyes and the soft flush of his cheeks. ‟No.‟

He smiled against her lips, a chuckle rumbling his chest. ‟Yeah? Ya wanna marry me right now?‟

This was the biggest surprise in their relationship—not the fact Katsuki wanted to marry her. No, (Y/N) never expected to feel such a beautiful want for anyone—to be so eager to dedicate the rest of her life with someone else.

When she responded, her voice was barely above a whisper. She spoke and Bakugo drank in her words, clung to her because he never ever expected to love someone so deeply—to want someone with his whole heart.

‟I do.‟

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Care

I couldn't stop thinking about taking care of Bakugo so, what started as a small little thought turned to this, enjoy.

Info: Gender Neutral Reader, Reader and Bakugo are Married, Not Sexual Showering, Not Sexual Nudity, Ass is Said but That's it, Pretty Little Fluff

After he's had a long, tiring day of saving people, welcome him home with a gentle kiss that lingers on his lips, a soft whisper saying ‟welcome back.‟

Gently press a kiss to his lips and stay for a moment as you slowly cup his cheeks. ‟Let's get you cleaned up,‟ you whisper against his lips.

Slowly set his bracers aside then grab his hand and lead him to the bathroom. Start the shower—warm steamy water—while he slowly peels his uniform off with small grunts. Tell him to get in and rinse, that you'd be back in a minute.

You bundle up his clothes, pausing your way to the laundry when he grabs your wrist and brings you closer, pressing a kiss to your lips before watching you go.

You throw his clothes into the washer before taking two clean towels and a pair of his sweats to put in the dryer—not starting it yet. Not wanting to get your pajamas wet, you change into an undershirt and small sleeping shorts before returning to the bathroom.

Bakugo stood under the water with his head down and eyes closed, today had been so tiring. And you knew it, not letting him dwell in the negative moments of today—not for too long.

His eyes fluttered open at the gentle hand on his arm, the arm guiding him to you. You offer a loving grin, one void of pity and he appreciated it, leaning his forehead against yours—you giggled softly when he mumbled a grumpy insult directed towards some fool that annoyed him today.

He held your hand, playing with your fingers as he watched you plug the tub. You instructed him to sit down while the tub filled with more steamy water—saying you would be back—and he begrudgingly let your hand go, gaze following you in the mirror before you disappeared from view.

You grabbed your favorite soap—one Katsuki loved a lot—before popping in to start the dryer. The ash-blond hadn't began washing himself, as per your request.

You returned to see the man you loved zoned out, his face twisting in a scowl at the thought of the no doubt pain in the ass coworkers of his. Humming softly, you knelt next to the tub, leaning over to turn off the faucet. It caught his attention, beautiful ruby orbs now focused on you.

You didn't initiate conversation (but was open to it if he wanted), letting Katsuki sit in silence as you gently massaged the shampoo into his hair. You couldn't help but admire the way tension slowly left his body—proud to be able to bring peace to your husband with only a touch of your hands.

You rinsed his hair before massaging conditioner into the ash-blond tufts, smiling warmly at the way his eyes fluttered shut. The message didn't stop there—you leaned over the side of the tub as your hands traveled to his shoulders, carefully kneading out the knots while washing him at the same time.

You would spend hours and hours making sure Katsuki was free of aches and pains but he surely wouldn't let you dote on him for so long—he rarely let you take care of him for even a second. This was a lucky moment and you'd take it gratefully, eagerly doing your best to show him how much you loved him.

You left him on his own again when you were finished. After switching back into your pajamas, you grabbed a pair of his boxers then grabbed the things from the dryer.

Bakugo stepped out of the tub when you asked, surprised to feel the soft towel was warm. He mumbled about it, receiving only a smile from you before you continued drying his hair. He could fall asleep on his feet, just as he was, right there, close to you and surrounded by warmth and love. You knew it too, trying to quickly finish so he could sleep but being careful not to rush things—you wanted to go slow enough that he would be able to relax and destress.

You were going to use the second towel to dry him but he had taken it from you before you could, setting it on your head and drying your hair—it was a little damp because of a few stray water streams. You giggled at the focused pout on his face, placing two palms on his bare chest and tiptoeing to plant a light kiss between his furrowed brows.

He cracked a rare smile before discarding the towel and dragging you to him by the hips. He was slightly damp but you didn't care, pressing into him as he leaned down—lips hovering just above yours. ‟Thank you,‟ he mumbled.

‟I love you,‟ you whispered, eyes fluttering closed when he captured your lips in a warm, tender kiss that returned all of your love and care.

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