OKAY SO, I posted smth about ur deku having a crush on his wife fic because it was amazing and I couldn't find it,,,
NOW THAT I HAVE RE-READ IT. Can I request something similar for Bakugo?
"Bakugo having a crush on his wife" fic UR SO GOOD AT MAKING FICS
Ur fluff fics are suppPERRRRR CUTE!
(you don't have to do this btw!)
other bnha men loving their wives - deku / shoto
awww i'm so glad you liked it <33 i looooove writing these so much they're so fun
Request for: Katsuki Bakugou Warnings: not super proofread :/, modern lingo that will one day be dated Word Count: 1K ~~~
DYNAMIGHT EXPOSES CRUSH ON WIFE - uploaded by HeroFeed, a trusted hero news network, two hours ago.
“Oh, hey,” you lean across the kitchen island, holding your phone out to Katsuki, “that interview’s already up.”
“Huh?” he turns away from the stove, brow raising, “You gonna watch it?”
“I dunno, maybe when you’re on a mission or something,” you shrug.
Katsuki leans forward and kisses your forehead, “Have fun, sap.”
“You’re the sap!”
“Fuck no.”
“I think the video would show otherwise.”
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“Introduce yourselves,” comes from behind the camera.
Katsuki, ever the hater of interviews, huffs before following the instruction, “Great Explosion Murder God - Dynamight.”
“Bimbo.”
“No, be fuckin’ real,” Katsuki’s chuckling, oh so lightly, as he says it, “We’re doin’ this shit together.”
“Okay,” you look the camera dead in the lens as you say your hero name, “And that’s the truth.”
“It is,” Katsuki nods in your defense.
“Okay, first question - the best gift you’ve ever gotten?”
“Mina once got me a book of the worst poems ever, and on page nineteen it says ‘You ripped out my heart, so I ripped off your clit.’ And I think that’s beautiful,” you turn to your husband, placing a hand over his, “What about you, babe?”
“You,” he takes his other hand and places it over yours, “got me a shirt that says ‘Feminism’ over my boobs,” Katsuki turns his head to the camera, “and underneath, it says ‘it gives you great tits.’”
“Aw, I’m glad you like it.”
“How could I fuckin’ not?”
“Good answer,” you retract your hand but he takes it back, securing your hand within his own.
“Next - “ the voice behind the camera continues, “worst opinion you’ve ever heard?”
“Someone once said that Todoroki’s hotter than you,” you mumble, “Bad opinion.”
Katsuki nods, “I’ve heard kids call you ‘mid’, absolutely dogshit take,” he points at the camera, “I’ll kill anyone who thinks that my wife isn’t amazing and incredible because you’re all just fucking wrong.”
“Craziest dream you’ve ever had?”
“Last night,” you snap and point at the camera, “I dreamt that Katsu and I went to the zoo but all the animals were actually human babies.”
“What was I wearing?” he suddenly asks, prompting a quizzical stare from you, “You fuckin’ heard me. What was I wearing?”
“I- I dunno,” you shake your head, laughing at his serious expression, “Nothing.”
“I was butt-ass naked?” his eyes widen, “Pervert.”
“No, like, nothing of interest,” you shrug, “Dream you lacks drip.”
“Fuckin’ rude, dream me should know better,” Katsuki ‘tsk’s, then points at the camera, “Start dressing well for your wife, that’s my lesson. Even if you don’t have a wife, imagine you’re dressing for mine - and then cry because you’ll never get to know her like I do.”
“Katsu!” you lightly smack his shoulder with the hand not holding his, fully knowing he can barely feel it beneath his muscle, “That’s so rude!”
“You know who you married! I meant that shit!” he looks at the ceiling before glancing at you, “Craziest dream I had - I was chopping carrots but they all looked like Aizawa and were lecturing me on self-control.”
The woman asking you two questions from behind the camera laughs before asking the next question, “Cutest pet name between the two of you?”
“Oh! Oh! I’ve been waiting to talk about this,” you’re nearly jumping out of your seat with excitement and Katsuki can’t bring himself to smother down the small smile that sprouts at his lips, “One time, early in the morning, Katsu was all tired and said ‘Hi, Elmo,” and I assumed it was a joke or something but when I asked why he called me that, he just said, ‘I love Elmo.’”
“You call me bomb-boy,” he murmurs, squeezing your hand in his, “I like when you call me that. Makes me feel… fuckin’ cool.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Then I’ll do it more.”
He nods, squeezing your hand once more, and the woman asks her next question, “Something you’ve defended the other person for, even though you know they were in the wrong?”
“She,” Katsuki’s immediate to point at you, eyes wide, “fucking hit Endeavor’s giant ass fucking car. And I sat there and defended her.”
“As you should have,” you giggle, leaning over to kiss your husband’s cheek, “And thank you.”
“Well,” he shakes, “what the fuck was Endeavor doing on your road?”
“Exactly!” you cheer, “Anyway, I once looked our old homeroom teacher in the eye and said that Katsuki wasn’t technically breaking dress code because even though his pants were sagging, they weren’t low enough to be called sagging by code-standards,” you sigh dreamily, batting your eyelashes at your husband, “And I’d do it all over again.”
“And, of course, what would you do if your significant other was a worm?”
You answer first, “I would keep him alive in the most special tank and then mourn him when he dies after four years.”
“I,” Katsuki immediately follows after, “would drive myself fucking mad as a scientist trying desperately to figure out a way to turn you human so I could marry you.”
“How romantic,” you tease.
“And, lastly, anything you two think the audience should know?”
“This guy once went out with a bunch of his friends and texted me saying he was drunk, and like ten minutes later - Red Riot sends me a picture of him passed out with his phone on and zoomed in on one of our wedding pictures,” you pat your husband’s arm, “He loves me.”
“Speaking of our wedding,” Katsuki begins, “shitty hair asked me the day before we got married if I thought I was doing the right thing,” Katsuki scratches the side of his nose, dodging your eyes, “Getting married so fuckin’ young, I mean. He asked if I was doin’ the right thing and I told him I’d love you till the day I died,” he shakes his head when you grin and kiss his cheek, “‘s so fuckin’ cheesy.”
“Yeah, but it’s adorable,” you coo.
“I’m still tough,” he points into the camera, eyes narrowing, “I’ll kill you.”
“No, he won’t,” you smile, leaning into Katsuki’s side.
As if on instinct, he brings an arm around you, kissing the side of your head, “No, I won’t. I love my wife - I do what she says.”
“That’s my big, strong husband,” you jokingly pat his muscled chest, not noticing the way Katsuki seems to beam with pride at your words.
“Hell yeah, I am.”
And he’s more than willing to exclaim it in front of the camera as long as it makes you happy.
i’m kinda thinking about the last one a loT… i’m guessing this is about 700-1k words ? cw: last one includes making out :) otherwise bakugou wildly in love
“I MUST REALLY LOVE YOU” is one of your favourite things to hear your boyfriend say. usually because it meant you were getting what you want one way or another like the spoiled princess you are. his words, not yours. but it wasn’t your fault he always caved in and then gratified you with whatever you wanted and an indirect love confession after.
it’s always said in a grumble with a huff tacked on like you’re asking him to move the earth for you. which honestly is something he would attempt if you asked. but this time you’re laying beside him in bed, head propped up with your hand and your leg thrown over his body. it’s his off day today and he’d much rather say in the warmth in his bed with you.
“do you mind getting us breakfast baby?” and one thing about your boyfriend is that your maximum asks for something is usually once, twice only if he didn’t hear you the first time.
so he blinks a couple times trying to adjust to the possibility of getting out of bed right now, then he gives an over dramatic loud puff and says it. “i must really love you.”
but you know there’s no honest malice or annoyance in his tone as he rubs the back of your thigh and squeezes before he carefully pushes you off to climb out of bed.
when you say a soft sleepy , “love you!!” to your boyfriend, half asleep bouncing on one leg to pull on his joggers. he follows with a playful “yeah yeah,” bending down to kiss your forehead.
another time is when you’re both invited to kirishima’s christmas party. the red and green invite with bold text at the bottom practically screaming ‘COME IN AN UGLY CHRISTMAS JUMPER OR YOURE NOT ALLOWED IN’.
the threat doesn’t shake your boyfriend, he doesn’t care if he turns up or not. “yeah that shit’s not me.” he says to kirishima on the phone and you’re rolling your eyes at his dramatics. it’s just a jumper and nobody’s gonna be paying attention after glasses of mulled wine and eggnog but alas katsuki’s not into it.
so next time you see him, you’re waving a bag in front of his face. “i got you something, gorgeous. for kiri’s party!” and immediately a frown is on his face, he feels like he can already see the future; him giving in to wear an ugly ass jumper. how the mighty have fallen.
you pull a thick fluffy jumper out your bag made from the itchiest wool he’s laid eyes on, complete with built in flashing lights and a lopsided santa. it’s the ugliest thing he’s ever seen. but you’re smiling at him so prettily with a little tilt of your head.
“try it on for me!! please!!” and you never have to ask twice. he just yanks it out your hand and pulls off his current hoodie.
“i must really love you,” he hopelessly sighs but when his head pops out the hole of the jumper, you’re holding another one infront of your body.
“we’re gonna be matching!! so cute!!” and suddenly bakugou doesn’t care anymore that he’s wearing the ugliest jumper known to mankind…. because you’ll be wearing one with him.
and the next time is when you think you need to convince him. kissing a trail up his neck, nibbling his earlobe and resting a palm flat on his chest. you have him like dough in your hands; he’s stretching out his neck so you have more space to kiss and you can feel his appreciative purrs rumble through his abdomen. you’re pressing your cute little “please katsu”’s into his skin and the only reason why he hasn’t said yes yet is because he can’t. his brain is scrambled from your touch and he feels like he’s bonelessly melting into your sofa.
he only sparks awake when you brush your fingers over his nipple, his eyes fluttering open with a loud moan. “is that a yes baby?” you grin, a grin that would have been taken a little deliriously if bakugou wasn’t so in love. “yeah… yeah you can princess.” he replies breathlessly and he doesn’t even know what for.
but when he’s walking up to your apartment the next day, a shiny brand new car is sitting right in front of your building. it’s nothing like the other tiny dusty decade old cars around so he knows it’s probably from his bank account. especially if the number plates anything to go by.
KTSGRL
“fuck. i must really love you.” he mumbles to himself, massive palm rubbing his chin as a deep chuckle shakes from his throat.
one of the most frustrating things about you not being his yet is that katsuki doesn’t have the right to tell others to back off. so he does it in other, more discreet ways. his eyes practically burning into the casual hand placed upon your shoulder, or the accidental shove that sends the guy who was standing too close to you flying. he never thought he’d be the jealous type, but there’s just something about you that has him rethinking everything in his life up until the moment his eyes had met yours for the first time. he knows he has to do something about this soon, either confess or forget. but if there’s one thing he’s still certain of it’s that bakugou katsuki never turns away from what he wants, and that just happens to be you. so he’ll prove it to you, that he can make you feel the same butterflies you make him feel.
pairing: shoto x fem!reader | tw: swearing, insecurities
The gentle yet firm tug on his right wrist catches SHOTO off guard. Heterochromatic eyes widen ever so slightly as he drinks in the sight — your pretty face, bright smile, and adoring eyes — right in front of him. Instinctively, he releases a nervous gasp when you pull him closer and cup his cheek below his burn scar.
“Is that all that you’re worried about?” Your gaze is soft, so loving and affectionate, rendering him speechless and his mind blank. But he nods nonetheless, unsure where your question is heading. “I fall for you because you’re you. I don’t care whether or not you can cook a full-course meal.”
He leans into your touch, letting your words process in his mind before a lump forms in his throat and his eyes turn glassy. He bites his bottom lip to stop his tears from spilling out. But you quickly cup his face in your hands, wiping his tears away with your thumbs.
After voicing out all his insecurities as your boyfriend, he no longer can stifle his overwhelming emotions. Shoto wraps his arms around you in a tight hold. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, still in disbelief that you’d accept him unconditionally, that him being himself is enough when he was always forced to be more almost all his life.
“You’re already the best for me, Shoto.”
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Somewhere in the hallway, two boys saw what had transpired in the kitchen.
“Tch, I would’ve left him long ago, if I were her.”
“You’re just jealous, Bakubro!”
“Jealous, my ass!” The blond boy growls at his red-haired friend. “Icyhot literally scorched whatever shit he’s makin’ when he’s supposed to use the fuckin’ stove right there. Who the hell even lets him in the kitchen, anyway?!”
“… Weren’t you the one who gave him the key?”
midoriya would slightly jump at the feeling of extra weight fall on his shoulder. he relaxes when he realizes it’s you, and would cry a bit that you trust him enough to keep you safe. he smiles and kisses you on the nose while closing his eyes beside you.
bakugo who refuses to like anyone, somehow fell in love with you. so when you collapse into his chest, you can see a hint of a smile on his face. not one of hate or anger, a pure angelic smile, just for a second. he wraps his arms around you and puts his head on your shoulder.
confused todoroki when he recognizes your soft breathing on his lap, realizes you are no longer awake. putting down his book, he wraps a blanket around you, and turns off the lights. he whispers sweet nothings into your ears and promises to always protect you.
kirishima would give a soft chuckle to your sleeping form, rocking you to sleep. flicking off the tv, appreciating the smaller moments in life, moments like these. he presses all his warmth into your body, holding you close.
overly excited kaminari seeing your cute sleeping face, cupping and poking your cheek before he lets you rest. giving you a piggyback ride back home, he smiles and truly is thankful for you in his life. you are his sunshine and his whole world.
sleepy shinsou is right next to you at three in the morning, helping you sleep after your nightmare. wiping the tears off of your face and pushing your hair back, he promises he will always be there to help. holding your hand, he snuggles into you and falls asleep.
flustered tamaki was helping you study, burns up as your head falls to his. your eyes were closed, and your soft snores made his stomach flutter. trying not to move so you don’t wake up, he can hear your heart beating, and he listens as his heart matches yours.
dabi smirks at you, getting over his initial surprise. softly whispering ‘i love you’ when he thinks you are sleeping, but shocked when you say it back. he once thought that he didn’t need anybody, but holding you close, he knew that he was wrong.
speechless hawks as you crash on top of him, half-lidded eyes finally closed. grinning wide, but also sleepy, he wraps his wings around you both and uses them as a blanket. pecking your cheek, the background noise lulls you both to sleep.
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someone please free me from the shackles of being constantly paranoid about my health >_<
it's been really bad lately like my fear of hospitals in specific is beating my ass rn !!!
Hey sweetie
Hope u are having a great day!
May I request a bakugou x reader?
Bakugou hearing his girlfriend’s voice for the first time , she never sings in front of anyone and so he is shocked how angelic her voice is and how beautifully she plays the piano? And could u make it a UA au please?
Kinda like the jirou scene
It's been forever since I posted some actual writing - I hope I didn't get too rusty, and that you can enjoy this <3
Thank you sm for requesting this ฅ́˘ฅ̀
Warnings︙Gender-neutral reader, sfw
Character ︙ Bakugou Katsuki - BNHA
As your fingers trace the key of your piano, your gentle humming turns into some quiet and hushed whispers. The sun casts shadows between the black and white, and your hands dance in her rays as you play one melody after another. You find yourself swept away through your own music, your foot leaning back and forth on the pedals at the bottom, beautifully filling out the room. In a blissful exhale, you begin to sing, the warmth of the sun tracing your features as you match your tone to the gentle gestures of your fingertips.
As the tones entice your voice out of hiding, your shoulders feel much lighter, your ears blooming with harmonies. It all happens so naturally, like a spring breeze from your window, that you don't notice the second presence in the room. Those hushed whispers become more confident and bright, singing along with the strings of your piano. Slow petals open up to the summer as they shine vibrantly.
Katsuki Bakugou would say he knew you inside and out. It took him a while, but your gestures and quirks are all familiar to him now, and he's fallen in love with every movement and noise. He was sure of what they meant as the sun is sure to melt the snow after a long winter.
But this was all new to him.
He's heard the steady tapping of the piano keys before, and he's seen you sitting so blissfully in front of it, lost in your own tunes. He'd blushed whenever you caught him staring, and softly smiled to himself when you played a song you'd been working on, seeing how proud you were of your own efforts. He'd witnessed your own gardening and fruit-bearing himself.
That wasn't what had him frozen, stuck in place.
Your voice lingered in his throat like honey, angels kissing his ears and filling his mind. The sweet nectar of your sensuality and artform drowses and fills his heart. The light framing you so serenely, your sweet singing filling the room-
Katsuki Bakugou felt as if he were seeing you for the first time.
He was speechless as he watched you lose yourself in your element, utterly enamored with the image before him.
Could you write a SMAU for Todoroki, Bakugou, Denki and Hawks of them accidentally texting their crush after their first date together when they meant to send it to a friend? Thank you!
damn right I can :) I LOVED THE IDEA THANKS FOR THE REQUEST BBY
includes : shoto todoroki, keigo takami, katsuki bakugo, denki kaminari, izuku midoriya
synopsis : our mha boys have a little tiny crush on you and mean to vent to their friends after your date. Plottwist, they accidentally text you instead :)
infos : gender neutral reader and v soft 2d men
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