I Don't See These Things Enough So...

I don't see these things enough so...

Bakugo with a s/o who can't speak but when their hands move, he swears they're a siren because they lure him in so easily and he really can't get enough of their smile.

Bakugo with a s/o who can't hear but he tells them everything because they're the most sacred vault and he couldn't imagine confiding in anyone else.

Bakugo with a s/o who can't see but he shows them the world—his world in so many different ways because they are the only one he trusts to know the darker parts of him.

Bakugo with a s/o with a prosthetic limb he finds cool as shit and that may or may not be because they look like something out of an apocalypse movie... Not to mention they still kick ass and it hurts like hell.

Bakugo with a bedridden s/o who always says he deserves someone who can go outside and be with him but he says he could run around the world and he'd never be as happy as he was in this room.

Bakugo with s/o in wheelchair is dangerous because he always pushes them as fast as he can and it's because their laugh makes his face warm and heart way too full.

Bakugo who doesn't feel ashamed when people can see his s/o scars, no matter how many times his s/o says he should be because they show just how strong his s/o is and he wouldn't trade them for the world. He always always traces each mark with such fondness and pride because his s/o has been through some shit but they are still the best thing in the world and will never stop telling them that.

Honestly, anyone with a s/o who doesn't fit that overused cookie-cutter mold and even with a s/o that does. Favorite character or person x a s/o of any shape, size, ethnicity, gender, etcetera.

Favs x you bb (ɔˆ ³(ˆ⌣ˆc)

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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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I saw this post

About Endgame and it was about a perfect ending.

The person who made thought a “perfect” ending wouldn’t be one where Tony died. It would be one where Steve took the gauntlet and sacrificed his life for victory.

On the post, the person said he would have a selfless ending and not one where he would be “selfish” and “old.”

And a lot of people liked it probably because it was better than the ending we have. People said in the comments of the post that the ending we have was “selfish” of Steve and it went against his “character.”

What do you think?

I know what I think. I disagree strongly. Why?

1. If Steve made the sacrifice, Tony would not have been able to prove himself.

Now, we all know how selfless Tony really is and we weren’t surprised when he was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice. But do you remember in the first Avengers movie? That one scene where Steve and Tony were arguing,

Steve said Tony would never be the one to make a sacrifice. Of course, as Steve got to know Tony he knew that wasn’t true so Tony never needed to prove anything to Steve or anyone else. But it still was a beautiful finish that left a huge impact on MCU fans.

2. Steve lived a selfless life.

In Captain America, Steve found love in Peggy. A love he gave up in order to defeat Red Skull and start the fall of Hydra.

In Captain America Civil War, Steve threw what he had away for Bucky. Not to mention in all the Avengers movies Steve fought, not for himself, but for the world.

His whole life has been filled with selfless acts and the second he makes one selfish act, people are upset with him.

3. Like Bucky, Steves whole life has been filled with fighting.

Yes, Steve made that decision himself but that doesn't make it any less exhausting. Veterans of war may be haunted by what they have done. We know Bucky is but what about Steve?

He's made out to be this perfect man who stands for justice and righteousness but that's not who he is. Deep down, Steve Rodgers is just a good IMPERFECT man with a good punch. Don't you think he might have nightmares?

In the first Avengers movie, he was obviously upset over his past. We saw him having flashbacks of when he was frozen and the moments leading up to that. You cannot tell me the past doesn't haunt this man.

In my opinion, Steve is just as tired of fighting as Bucky and he has every right to be. Why can't he have his peace?

4. Peggy loves Steve.

The post I talked about before also touched on how Steve ruined the life Peggy made for herself but lemme remind you of somthing.

In Captain America Winter Soldier, Peggy was so happy to see Steve. You could see it in her eyes, despite the love she had for her deceased husband and despite the life she lived, she still loved that man. And it was so beautiful because in Agent Carter, Peggy developed feelings for someone else. But even after all that, when Peggy saw Steve again, she was happy.

Peggy's life wasn't ruined when Steve decided to go back to her. Look at how happy and at peace she is when she finally danced with Steve at the end of Endgame. You cannot tell me she is missing a life she doesn't have. If she even remembers that life.

But if she remembers the life she had, she still chose Steve.

5. Why can't Steve choose this?

To everyone who is against Steve's decision, why? Comment why because I honestly want to know. I want to see the other side of this argument.

Why can't Steve chose Peggy?

Is it because he's abandoning Bucky? No. Bucky knew what Steve was going to do. In Falcon in the Winter Soldier, Bucky talks about Steve and him talking about giving Sam the shield.

Did this talk happen before Steve left to return the stones? Most likely but it's not for sure. If that was the case, I'm pretty sure Steve talked to Bucky about his plans to live with Peggy.

Steve didn't abandon Bucky and Bucky isn't bitter.

I may not like having an MCU without Steve Rodgers and I may hate the cracker-jack Tom they got holding the shield, but I respect Steve's decision.

I understand and respect what he chose.

What are your thoughts?

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Gorgeous

Info: Fem Reader, Reader and Bakugo are Married, Nudity but not Sexual, Reader Nudity is Implied Not Sexual, Fluff, There's no Language (Shocking for a Bakugo fic lol)

She sat on his waste, thin sheet barely clinging to her bare shoulders. It was the only thing keeping out the cold but, it really wasn't doing the best job. It didn't matter, not when the man under her—the determined blazing sun—was so warm.

Her fingers danced on his skin, softly tracing each line on his lower abdominals and dipping into each indent on his toned stomach.

His abs clenched under the feather-like touches before easing, a content sigh slipping past his lips as he rolled his head back. ‟What are you doing?‟ he mumbled, attempting to hide behind an annoyed faced, one (Y/N) saw through.

She hummed, gently rubbing circles on his hands when he placed them on her waist. ‟Lookin'.‟

The ash-blond looked back down at her, sighing as she let go of his hands to continue tracing his stomach. ‟Lookn'?‟ he mimicked, pushing back the crooked smile begging to stretch on his face. ‟At what?‟

Katsuki watched her eyes, his own ruby ones softening at the look of awe in them—awe for him and his body, the body she was shamelessly exploring with both eyes and fingertips.

She hummed again, leaning forward as her hands traveled up his warm skin until they stayed in between in his pectorals—her favorite part. Bakugo's breath hitched when she slowly laying her palms flat on the center of his chest, moving them away from each other as she pressed her lips to his neck—right under his jaw. ‟My pretty hero,‟ she whispered against his skin.

His hands moved up her sides, thumbs teasing the bottom of her breasts as he moved them to her upper back, pressing her against him snugly. He relished in the way her soft skin pressed against his hard, battle scarred physic.

‟M'not pretty,‟ he mumbled, eyes flickering to her lips as a soft grin tugged at them.

The sheet that was covering her had fallen and was resting just bellow her back, leaving her skin at the mercy of the chill in the evening air. But her lover wouldn't leave her cold for too long, his warm hands sliding up and down her back—he chuckled when she curved against him, the vibration lighting her heart and making her truly warm and content.

‟You're right Suki,‟ her hushed voice responded, soft lips pressing against his briefly.

The ash-blond didn't let her pull away, biting her lip when she tried. A small giggle bubbled against her throat, earning a small chuckle from the large man under her. ‟You're gorgeous,‟ she whispered against his lips, pecking them before repeating her words. ‟So gorgeous, my gorgeous Katsuki.‟

And he believed her because how could he not.

He captured her lips once more, addicted to the fullness of his heart each time he did. Those lips belonged to an angel—a goddess—who could not lie. He longed for the honey dripping truths of her heart, coaxed them out of her with each roll of his tongue.

A goddess like her could only speak the truth so of course he believed her when she said he was gorgeous.

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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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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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