Whenever Mob Psycho Releases New Openings Or Art, I Am Just Reminded How Much I Love Reigen Arataka

Whenever Mob Psycho releases new openings or art, I am just reminded how much I love Reigen Arataka 😔

Just thinking about Bakugo Katsuki and reader babysitting a babbling infant for whatever reason and Katsuki left to go cool down because the kid won’t stop crying and holy fuck is it annoying. He comes back into the house and hears nothing so he quietly makes his way to the nursery to see reader singing so softly and so prettily and the baby is almost as mesmerized as he his and, yeah, he’s still a high-schooler, but Bakugo Katsuki wants absolutely no one else as the future potential mother of the kids he may or may not have because parenthood seems like hell and he’s only been doing it for a few hours.

HI I’VE BEEN READING YOUR FICS AND YOUR POSTS AND I LOVE THEM

Well I love you so HA!

Could you imagine if Bakugo Katsuki—little needy stinky boi that he is—was too shy to tell you how he really feels but he couldn’t STAND the idea of being a COWARD so he decides to confess to you in a different language. (I was thinking French cause he hears Aoyama speaking it and he’s all like “Yeah, I can speak croissant, whatever” but you think what you’d like.)

He confesses to you in this language, right, and it’s not just a simple ily or whatever, it’s this super cute super poetic confession he’s been working on for WEEKS! It would be a crime not to hear it, honestly, it’s so out of character and so soft and thoughtful—He says it to your back, mumbling it under his breath like an insult and you FREEZE because, unbeknownst to him, you speak this language and, unbeknownst to him, you also have a raging crush on his fine ass. So, unexpectedly for him, you mumble a response back—a cute little response to his poem and you do it in the language he’s speaking. He isn’t sure what you said, but he recognizes a few words so he KNOWS it was the same language he just spoke and—shjeiehdhrieeimxl! Please he’s be so blushy and embarrassed and so freaking cute!

Your Bakugou's fluff is soo good!

M-me?? Tanku sm 🥺

I just want you to know that if class 1-A had to pair up for sit-ups, I would be with Bakugo so I could sit on his feet and rest my arms on his knees. Then I'd rest my cheek on my arms with a smirk and watch the flustered blush on his pretty face deepen each time he rose up—inches from my face. He'd finally be all ‟The hell are you doing?‟ And I'd smile, rising up a little to meet him as he came up from another sit up. He'd act tough but we all know his heart would be skipping like the classic school girl with a fat crush and he'd pout, lips inches from mine. I'd tilt my head to make that space a mere centimeter then, I'd flick my eyes up to his and smile. ‟Your feet smell like ass.‟ And I'd run away as he tried to kill me.