Thinking About His Muscles

i LOVE! clingy soft bakugou i don’t even care. IT IS SO ADORABLE TO SEE SUCH A BRASH CHARACTER SO CARING AND SOFT FOR SOMEONE

um hockey bkg fics plz🥺🙏🏼

Logan from gilmore girls will FOREVER remind me of bakugou katsuki and i stand by that. UGHHH JUST EVERYTHNG HE DOES IS SO😍😘🥰💍💍💍💍💍💍💍 and the way he calls her ace…. i might just steal that because i truly think sir dynamight would. you have my word

HELLO MY LOVELY AMELIA <33 HOW ARE YOU?

IM GOOD HEHEHEH

you’ve missed a lot girl

Amelia has gotten head for the very first time. i have no other words for you all other than holy fuck that shit feels good.

Bakugou who cares more about your sleep schedule than you do.

You’ll be up, doing something important at your desk and he just comes in and leans over the back of your chair to pepper kisses over your shoulder and neck, gently coaxing you to bed.

Usually you go without complaint, melting into his touch and letting him lure you to sleep much earlier than you would’ve on your own.

But sometimes, all he gets is a gentle push on his face and a protest of “five minutes”.

So he obliges, sets a timer and then returns on time, only to be waved off again. But he’s not one to take no for an answer.

Next thing you know, you’re being hoisted over his shoulder, his fingers tapping your ass and scolding you for trying to stay up later than you promised.

He insists he only cares about your sleep schedule because “one of us has to be the nice one so we have friends and you, baby, are not nice when tired”

He’d never admit he just doesn’t like sleeping without you.

Ok but now that pda post has me thinking about trying to deny Bakugo a kiss, doesn’t matter if it’s public or private, and he’s just grabbing your face and trying so hard to give you a kiss and you’re giggling and like sure it’s cute but he’s getting all 😡😤 and grumpy like 😡😡 giv me a damn kiss woman and it’s just so cute ugh 😪✋🏼

(pda post)

GODDDDDDD im really glad you’re bringing this up bc I felt SO big brain when I first thought about it tbh… 

Like he really just does not want to admit that he’s a sucker for kisses🥺

i had a bit more to say but tbh i forgot it all..... and tho this didn’t turn out as sweet as i imagined it would, hope u enjoy nonetheless!! 

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Most days when Bakugo is leaving for work, you trail down the hall in your socks after him, standing on your tip toes to press a kiss to his lips before he goes.

Today, you do not. 

Maybe it’s because you want to see what would happen if you didn’t… and maybe it’s because you’re sick of giving him kisses he sometimes makes a game out of refusing. Not always, but every so often, he’ll leave you standing on your tiptoes for seconds, smirking down at the way you raise your eyebrows and wait (beg) for him to meet you halfway.

So today you won’t, either.

“I’m leaving,” Bakugo’s gruff voice reverberates through the halls, echoing to where you stand in the kitchen as he pulls on his shoes by the front door.

Holding back a smirk, you don’t move, continuing to fuss with your coffee as you nonchalantly call back.

“See you.”

You allow the silence to reverberate through the house as you face the espresso machine, waiting patiently for his reaction… though it’s not long before Bakugo is sticking his head through the doorway, eyes pointedly narrowed as he glares at you sourly and says your name in question. 

“I said, I’m leaving.” 

You do your best to bite back a smile, the rather confused and disgruntled expression on his face almost enough to make you laugh, give up and run into his arms. 

Almost.  

“I heard you, babe,” you respond, peeking over your shoulder coyly to gauge his reaction.

Eyes wide and lips flat in question, Bakugo takes step forward, entering the kitchen as he tries again to find the right words to say. 

“Did you forget something, dumbass?”

Though his voice is still rough, at the same time, it’s also rather quiet, reminding you of the calm before a storm, as he so often is.

“I don’t think so,” you raise your eyebrows, feigning confusion as you look around the room for something you know doesn’t exist. “Did I?” 

One side of Bakugo’s lips curls downward into a pout, and he pauses to continue staring at you blankly with twitching brows. When you don’t say anything, he closes his eyes, forehead creasing as he sighs.

“Yes,” he huffs, voice heavy on his tongue, fists clenching and unclenching at his sides, “you did.” 

Bakugo stomps to you, form large and imposing. You try to take a step backward, but before you’re able to turn and make an escape, a fist is grabbing at the bottom of your shirt and the laugh bubbles out before you can stop it. 

Instantly, your cheeks warm at his touch as he drags you to his chest, spinning you around to face him.

Looking at him up close, Bakugo’s tanned cheeks flushed as he blinks at you, you coo. 

“What did I forget?” 

Eyes focused and warm, as though he didn’t just have a mini tantrum to get this far, he only has to dip forward the slightest bit before you’re pushing yourself onto your tiptoes, his hand still wrapped in your shirt. 

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You didn’t run to kiss him goodbye again. 

Waved him off from inside the kitchen with that slick, little smile of yours, refusing to both move or acknowledge the sound of his footsteps down the hall. 

Normally, Bakugo would play along. Stand in the foyer long enough for you to start calling his name in the silence… and then, when you’d stick your head through the doorway to check on him, he’d grab you by the nape of your neck to pull you in for a wet kiss goodbye. 

Today, however, already soured from the slight ache of his back and the early shift he was given, he didn’t feel like it. 

So instead of waiting for you to kiss him goodbye as he normally would, playful or not, when he didn’t hear your soft footsteps behind him, he had simply decided to leave the house, thinking maybe that’d show you as he laced up his boots and kicked the door shut. 

It did feel slightly wrong, leaving you hanging, but a part of him was always a little frustrated when you made him work for his morning kiss… so what difference would missing one make? 

Though, when he thinks about, it’s not like you don’t always give him one in the end, smoothing down his shirt when you pull back and blessing his eyes with that pretty smile of yours that he loves so much…  

It’s also not like he’s ever expressed this to you, either... always usually willing to wait or play your little games when you’re bold enough to try them. 

Bakugo makes it halfway down the street before his footsteps begin to slow, hating the way his heart sinks the farther away he gets. Part of him, though he’s not sure which part, knows that this is wrong… that ignoring you only to pacify his stubborn attitude will only hurt the both of you in the end.  

Finally coming to a halt, he curses, thinking about the fact that refusing to kiss you goodbye means breaking your little ritual.

He groans, turning on his heels so as to return to your apartment, deep down knowing that the day will only get worse if he doesn’t go back for his kiss. 

However, he barely makes it three steps towards your building before he spots you shooting out of the front door, a worried look etched on your face as you scan the streets for his form. 

“Katsuki!” you call, immediately running to him when you spot him down the road, one of his sweatshirts haphazardly pulled over your head, your feet in mismatched slippers. 

Bakugo’s eyes widen, and he just barely manages to jog to meet you before he’s opening his arms and you’re jumping into them. Clinging to his shoulders, you pull him down by the collar of his shirt to your lips, pressing them feverishly against your own as you heave. 

“You left…” you breathe, pulling back to cup his jaw and run your thumbs over his cheeks, brows raised in sweet question. “You left without a kiss.” 

Bakugo grumbles, lost in your eyes as he wraps one arm around your waist and rubs the back of his neck with the other. His cheeks tint a slight pink, so instead of answering, he dips his head down for another kiss you happily lean up to give him. 

“Then kiss me, idiot.” 

idk if this is an imagine or a headcanon

imagine being the one to show bakugou his new favorite movie.

masterlist

he’s def never been a disney guy, but by god when you showed him lady and the tramp for the first time, he was in love

it was your turn to pick the movie and you will not! let bakugou katsuki your beloved yet sometimes annoying boyfriend take that away from you

so when you got all snuggled up in bed with him, so cozy in his arms, you had the urge to watch a movie you haven’t seen in so long. lady and the tramp

at first he does fight you on it until you beeggggg him to hear the plot before he gets his panties in a twist

“a movie. about dogs. falling in love?” he’ll say. “oh but suki, it’s so cute! you just gotta give it a try i know you’ll like it! pleaaaaase suki!” and how could he say no to your adorable puppy dog eyes. “tch fine. stop looking at me like that, you already won me over, dumbass.” to which you proceed to tackle him in a hug with slurred ‘thank yous!’

he interacts with the movie as he should, gets upset when poor little lady is upset outside or when the tramp cons the zoo worker and he thinks it’s so adorable when she calls them ‘jim dear’ and ‘darling’ because that’s what she hears.

but his favorite part, is the infamous spaghetti scene. he’ll subconsciously pull you closer as he leans further towards the screen, fully engrossed in what’s happening.

he truely didn’t believe you when you said that he would like the movie. why would big strong him like this lovey dovey mushy stuff. but boy oh boy is it the cutest most, heart clenching thing he’s ever seen.

ever since he first watched it with you, he will more often than not pick that as his movie on movie nights.

and you just didn’t fight it, because even though it got repetitive for you, you loved to see his eyes light up at the cute display.

he subconsciously has a small smile on his face as he watches the film.

if you fall asleep in middle of the movie he won’t even notice. he’ll still hold you close but he is so invested in the movie (even though he knows exactly what’s going to happen) that he just can’t tear his eyes away

or if you interrupt the movie by saying something he will get kinda offended, not enough to be mad at you but he just wants to watch his favorite movie you know.

all in all we know he’s a sucker for romance and what’s cuter than puppy love? (not to mention it reminds him of the two of you. lady and the tramp.)

for @sasualblxd because i cannot for the life of me figure out how to send it

I have gotten head for the very first time. i have no other words for you all other than holy fuck that shit feels good.