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As much as he was enjoying the hug, Bakugo pulled away from y/n while maintaining a hold on her shoulders.
“We’re gonna be okay, okay?” he said, stroking her wet cheeks with his palms. “Now you’re gonna go take a bath and I’ll clean up out here.”
“Trying to tell me that I stink, Bakugo?” She said, cracking a smile. “Oh definitely, smelling absolutely atrocious,” He ruffled her hair while he spoke, “But i’m serious, go it’ll help you feel better.”
She nodded her head, turned and walked slowly towards the direction of her bedroom. Bakugo let his eyes linger on her for a moment before he turned to the couch.
“Alright let’s do this.”
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y/n walked into the bedroom and immediately sighed at its appearance. Clothes were everywhere, her bed had not been made in days, cups scattered on the bedside table and it disappointed her. She was also embarrassed. It was one thing for her to see herself like this but it was another for Bakugo, the ultimate clean freak, to see her this way. Trying not to dwell too much on that, she grabbed a clean towel from the closet and made her way into the bathroom swearing rather loudly when she hit her knee on the cupboard that had been left carelessly open the night before.
As she submerged herself in the tub, she was not sure what to think of. Preferably something that would not raise her stress levels. The past two weeks of being emotionally distraught? No definitely not, he did not deserve any more of her attention. She could not waste any more tears on him. Her job? Also a big no, she already applied for two weeks off of work without payment following the disastrous apartment visit. No no no don’t think about the apartment visit, we are not thinking about the stupid stupid stupid apartment visit.
Y/n let out a long groan and slapped her forehead. She needed to get herself together. But it was hard, she could not deny that. They were together for 3 years and they had known each other since her first year at UA. Break ups in relationships are understandable and they happen, she was not hurt over the fact that they broke up. She was hurt, miserable, annoyed, embarrassed and every possible negative emotional adjective known to man because she had not expected them to break up for that reason. She did not expect to be treated that way by someone that she was amazing friends with for 2 years. He was never like that when they were friends, when did the switch happen? Did she do something? She did not think that she did. maybe she did and she just could not remember. Maybe the fact that she could not remember did indeed make her a bad girlfriend.
“Are you okay in there?” Bakugo’s voice gratefully interrupted her thoughts. She had started crying again and she did not realise until she attempted to speak and there was a lump in her throat.
“Ah yea, I’m okay.” she swore aggressively internally as her voice broke atrociously when she responded. Traitor, now he would know that she was lying.
“Very convincing. I commend you for your effort. Just making sure you’re still alive.” She slid out of the tub as she listened to him. He was outside of the door and she felt oddly comforted by the fact that he was not overloading her by overly positive platitudes and advice. She did not want to hear that it happened for a reason or that it was for the best or that she would be okay. She just wanted someone to listen to her as she complained to the universe about everything she had been keeping in.
“I’ll see you when you get out okay, y/n” He spoke up once again as she had forgotten to respond because she was inspecting her appearance in the mirror. She once again felt embarrassed because if she looked like this after a bath, she could not imagine how she looked when she opened up the door to greet Bakugo. Her bags were defined, her lips were cracked and no no she could not keep looking. She went into the bedroom and tried to find some clean but decent clothes.
After donning a pair of sweats and a close fitting white wife beater, she walked out of the bedroom. She was not sure what to expect when Bakugo said that he would “clean up” but it was not this. It was either that she took a ridiculously long time to take a bath and get dressed (very possible, she tended to lose track of time when she started to cry) or Bakugo was an efficient cleaner (also very possible as she has answered multiple phone calls from Kirishima when he was hiding because Bakugo was a cleaning spree). Bakugo had opened up all the windows in the apartment, her floor was clear of all the boxes and clothes that had previously littered in, the clothes were folded neatly in a corner on her couch and if she listened faintly she could hear the washing machine whirling in the background. He was currently standing in her kitchen washing the dishes that were in the sink. She could now understand Kirishima’s jokes about Bakugo being a clean freak.
Oh no. Kirishima.
She had ditched her phone after that visit which means she had not spoken to him since before they broke up. She had to find it, she had to apologize for her absence. Why did she make one decision for her best benefit but everything else in her life was falling apart? Would he understand? Yea she was upset about the break up but she did not think it justified the fact that she basically ghosted him for two weeks. Oh, her cheeks were wet again.
Bakugo was also holding her shoulders again. When did that happen?
“Hey hey hey, what happened? Why are we crying?”
Why couldn’t she find her words? Why couldn’t her stupid throat word? Why couldn’t the stupid lump in her throat disappear?
“I- Have you seen my phone? I gotta talk to Ei, I gotta message him. I haven’t spoken to him and you said that Jason spoke to him, i don’t want him to hate me-”
“Y/N! Look at me! You gotta calm down.” He guided her towards the couch and squatted in front of her. “I plugged your phone in to charge when I was clearing up. And don’t worry about Eijiro, he doesn’t hate you or anything like that but he is worried. Just don’t worry about it okay, he just wants to know that you’re okay. He’ll be on a break around 11, we can give him a call then, okay? He can never hate you. You were going through a rough time and he’s going to understand your absence. Okay?”
“Okay.” Y/N said, attempting to dry her cheeks with her palms. “Thanks for clearing up the apartment. I could have helped, you know?”
Bakugo laughed, returning to the sink.
“That defeats the purpose of me helping you. Besides, I don’t mind. You need to rest either way.”
Her guilt about him doing these things for her had begun to eat away at her slowly. Y/N got up from the couch and sauntered over to help Bakugo. As she reached for the plate to pack away, Bakugo swatted at her wrist.
“Now do tell me, what exactly do you think you’re doing?”
Y/N looked at him and tilted her head slightly to the side, “Uh-helping?”
“Funny, that doesn’t sound remotely close to the word ‘rest’ to me.” Bakugo said, flicking her forehead with his wet finger, “And I don’t need your help, go lay on the couch or something. Whatever you do you should rest, I can tell from your eyes that you haven’t been sleeping.”
Y/N flushed and looked at the floor. He was right if she was able to get 4 hours of sleep continuously in one night then that was a lot. The idea of being plagued by the apartment visit nightly was enough to avoid sleep in her opinion but if she planned on returning to work anytime soon she needed to sleep.
“I can just sleep tonight,” she said trying to think of an excuse, “I’d be a bad host if you came over and I just slept the day away.”
Bakugo turned around and leaned against the sink. She took a few minutes to take in his presence. His black tee which hugged his upper body and left the effects of his training very clear to a curious onlooker. His matching black jeans hung precariously on his hips. He looked good. She had to be blind to deny it. Her eyes raked up to his face where he was wiggling his eyebrows teasingly.
“You would be a great host if you listened to your guest. Your guest would be very happy if you laid down on your bed and slept for hours in the double digits.” He said placing his hands on your shoulder and began to steer Y/N towards her bedroom.
As he got closer towards the bedroom, her heart began to race. Her bedroom was not suitable for sleep and it was far from presentable to be viewed by Bakugo. There was only so much embarrassment concerning her little depression episode that she could tolerate in one day.
“Wait, no, we can’t go into my room.”
“What’s wrong with your room?”
Y/N did not think that she had ever looked at her floor this much in a single day.
“It’s not, it’s not presentable and I haven’t been able to clean it up.”
“Oh I see,” Bakugo said, and wrinkled his nose. “I can go in, or you whichever you prefer, and grab a few pillows and blankets and you can sleep on the couch. You should be comfortable there for a nap right? If you’re okay with it, when you’re asleep I can clean your room. I promise I’ll be respectful and I won’t stare at anything.”
Y/N was caught off guard. She had not expected him to volunteer so quickly to clean up her room. She expected him to say something along the lines of promising to sleep when he left or just sleeping on the bare couch. In her head, she felt herself unconsciously comparing the actions to Jason. Bakugo did not judge her for the appearance of her apartment, he cleaned it without being asked and he had not ridiculed her about it. Not once. The difference felt foreign. It was here that she realised that she was only embarrassed about it because she expected him to ridicule her and just, well, be a dick about it. Like Jason would have.
“Y/N? Did I say something wrong?”
“No no, I’m just. I didn’t expect you to say that. I’ll go grab the pillows and stuff and I’d appreciate it if you did help with the room it’d help out a lot. Only if you want to.” Y/N said wagging her finger in his face, “Did you hear me? Only if you want to.”
Bakugo flashed her a toothy smile. “And I do want to. Now go grab your stuff, I’ll be on the couch.”
And there he was when she came back. He was sitting on the couch scrolling on his phone. His phone was quickly abandoned after Bakugo realised she had re-entered the room.
“Hey you ready to pass out for the entire day?” he said as she slumped down next to him on the couch. Their shoulders and knees gently touch. The small touches were gently comforting to her. He was there and had been there for her. It was nice. His presence was nice.
“You sound like you’re about to knock me out with a pillow.”
“I will do what needs to be done.” Bakugo said, throwing his arms up over the top of the couch. He turned his head to look at her and y/n mimicked his action. His eyes were nice. Were they always that nice?
Amidst her thoughts, he got up and started arranging the pillows on the couch. He gestured towards it for her to lie down and she obediently obliged. Bakugo brought the blanket up over her shoulders and squatted down to face her.
“Now sleep, I’ll be doing something to keep myself busy whenever my host wakes up.”
“Can you lie down with me?”
Her own words shocked her. Their impulsiveness. Their rash nature. The silence that hung in the room after she said it.
“Never mind forget that I said anything.”
He flicked her forehead once again.
“You could’ve at least given me a chance to respond. But yea i will scoot over.” Bakugo said getting up and pulling her up with him. He laid down on the couch and opened his arms to hug her. Timidly, y/n moulded herself into him. Her head resting on his chest, her arms clutching his midsection as his arms held her securely at the waist. It was nice. His presence was nice.
“Now get some sleep.” Bakugo said gently, and y/n closed her eyes. After what appeared to be a moment of contemplation on his part, his hold on her waist tightened and he gently kissed her forehead. It was the last thing she remembered feeling before her exhaustion took over.
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[12:18]
You are a steadily flickering candle in Bakugou’s dim world. He’s not gloomy or upset or tortured– no no, he quite likes the dark.
His mom has always competed with the sun. Bakugou rose first in his childhood home because beating the sun meant a few hours of peace. He wakes up slowly and heavily like he’s shifting under soil. The blankets slip into the creased shapes of his body. In those first few minutes of dark the whole world is buried underground.
Now that he lives with his idiot classmates he sleeps early. Bakugou likes to pull the curtains closed as the sun sets and melt deeply into his too-soft pillow before his eyes can adjust to the dark. Making breakfast alone at dawn, training as loud as he wants to be in the gym across campus lit only by the fires of his quirk. Even at high noon he likes to shower with the lights off, for in these rare moments of dark Bakugou can finally think slowly without competition to worry about. If he lived a quieter life he might even get bored, but blessedly his friends barely spare him a sneeze in peace.
Walking through the halls is like trying to hide from fireworks. Running into Deku is as safe as watching a solar eclipse. He’s blinding and always has been; Bakugou startles every time the fucking kid flashbangs with a ‘good morning!’ or a ‘Kacchan!’ Sparkplug might as well be an electrical fire and Mina makes a blaring siren look like an insult to emergency vehicles. Kirishima is at least tolerable. He shines pink like a happy lighthouse but you still can’t look at him directly for too long.
You though. Bakugou didn’t even notice at first the way you could only be seen in periphery. In the blaring bustle of class and patrol you stayed soft and easy to see. As noisy as the rest but not blinding. Like crouching on the beach and watching a sparkler come to life in your hand. Like polished bells.
If you woke up early enough you might catch him in the kitchen and twinkle sleepily past him like a shooting star through the common room. ‘Mornin’ you’d grumble through a yawn and candlelight would peek out between your fingers when you covered your mouth.
Titling his head slightly to glance at you in class. A halo of gold outlined your body anytime he let himself linger on you like this. Sometimes he saw nothing but you illuminating the vast expanse of peaceful dark. Easier to look at but still warmer than the sun. Maybe the sun couldn’t compete. Oh jesus the sun would probably love you-
“Oi Dynamight,” you murmur.
Bakugou jumps. His cheek falls out of his hand and his elbow slips off the desk. You weren’t the radiant moon basking above rising tide– you were straddling the back of your chair lazily to chat with Uraraka behind you.
Tch, he spits and turns his head quickly towards the window instead.
Your cheek squishes lazily onto your friend’s desk, “you look red, feeling okay?”
“Don’t get us all sick before midterms dude,” Uraraka adds.
Bakugou doesn’t get sick, your sleepy moonglow smile just makes him ache. Not like a sunburn. It’s like being too comfortable in bed for too long. Like a good stretch.
happy birthday katsuki (*ᴗ͈ ˬᴗ͈ )
Yes, this is a new account, I just made this. I don't care if people question the authenticity of my post, my experience as a shifter, or whatever I'm about to say.
I don't know how to use Tumblr, nor do I know how to make my post reach people who need it, nor would I be a narcissist and say "you're lucky if you found my post!" I don't mind if this reaches an audience or not, I'm glad to get everything off my chest.
I have shifted realities, more times than I can count on my fingers, and that is for a very specific reason, which I'll explain later.
I'm writing this because I'm about to permashift, and no, I won't hear out any antishifters or people who don't like permashifting in general, I don't care about your opinion so don't waste my time.
Before I start, I'd like to say one thing:
So? Why did I mention this?
Because I had been lurking around shifting communities and I realised everyone feels like this, a very (mentally) painful feeling where the lack of shifts starts acting as your biggest enemy, and the phrase:
"Shifting needs practice!"
Sounds like poison when it comes from an experienced shifter.
Though, is the phrase actually true?
Shifting does not need practice!!
Here's why:
(BTW, I will explain my "method", no matter if I have time or not. Also, I don't call this reality "Current Reality", instead I call it Void reality, so don't get confused.)
The "practice" you're doing is only affecting your void reality (taking time out of your day, making you constantly think you're in your learning phase, so it doesn't exactly lead to your desired reality, does it?)
Of course, if you view it as a skill, it will in some way act like that, it'll become a skill for you, and you can never succeed on your first, second, third, hundredth try, because in your brain you have registered the fact that shifting is this grand, universal task, and that it is very difficult (because its common sense that you practice difficult things to get good at them)
Practice is a very humane and earthly act, if people have succeeded doing just practice, then good for then, they're right in their own way, but it didn't work for me, and in my opinion it's the worst way to view shifting, and often times it is demotivating, and you'll mess up you're entire journey.
Shifting is not a skill, shifting is a universal law.
I'll become more clear as I explain my journey:
I found shifting from a random YouTube video 3 years ago. I might have only said cool and moved along.
A year later something traumatic happened in my life, which shook me so badly I needed an escape.
First of all, I chose astral projecting, but I realised I was too much of a coward to do so.
Then I came towards shifting, first DR was very typical, it was Hogwarts.
Having no knowledge whatsoever in the topics of spirituality, meditation, I went straight to methods, because they were like guides for me, I was very inexperienced, of course, and looked at other people and what they were doing for guidance.
Alice in wonderland method didn't do much, raven method was too uncomfortable (side note, all this raven method does is make you too focused on your void reality, cmon, in your DR are you laying down like a starfish?) And I was having terrible trouble with my intrusive thoughts (which made the floor disappear from under my feet, made the stairs for the stairs method too short to climb or straight up made them dissappear as well)
I didn't have any luck that year, no mini shifts, no lucid dreams, or sleep paralysis. And my DRs never remained constant. They always changed on a daily basis.
I was big on methods, I couldn't realize they never worked for me.
Although, this year of failure led me to finally figure out where I belonged.
A DR made out of scratch, which I spend much effort in putting the pieces of it together.
The DR, which was called "Home reality" really made me feel settled in my journey.
LOA, and the consciousness theory were the leading factors which made me shift.
And don't worry, it isn't what you're tired of being told, I didn't just apply any orthodox definition of LOA and succeeded.
It was a particularly stressful day, I really missed my home.
I was studying at my college (I still am, but...) and I was dreading giving a chemistry test, I did not prepare. In my mind, one thing was constantly looping in my head.
The scenario of the chemistry teacher coming in, and taking the test, and the next day I get it handed back with a big fat zero.
But then I stopped and wondered, having already known about the consciousness theory, so according to it:
"I am constantly letting this thought run in my mind, and constantly letting this reality dictate what happens next."
Basically, I realized what was about to happen next was indirectly in my control, but with my line of thinking, I was letting this reality control it directly.
I stopped, like actually stopped thinking.
And with a blank mind I thought.
"I won't have to take any test today."
And went around telling my classmates this with a confident tone.
The teacher came in, said we'll instead do some practicals in lab.
So the test got cancelled.
Going home, I got excited, i felt powerful.
I decided to apply this to shifting.
Before shifting, I took a nap during the day, (if you're tired your body insists on sleeping, so your mind will get hazy and you will start acting lazy towards your goal)
And after living how I normally would, before bedtime, I listened to some songs, and look at a Pinterest board which reminded me of my home reality.
When I laid down on the bed to start shifting, I first got comfy (for me, if I feel sleepy for some reason, I laid on my back, I can't fall asleep in that position, but if I think ill stay awake until I reach a "detached state" then I sleep on my side, it's comfortable)
I obviously wasn't checking the time, but I spent about 10 minutes getting relaxed, all I do to relax is:
a) look at the blackness (closed eyes, looks like starry skies) and try to believe I'm looking at the milky way.
b) think about my home reality, just faces of my loved ones, and nostalgia inducing images.
c) Affirm, but don't focus entirely on affirming, usually in the back of my mind I'm repeating "I have shifted to my home reality" "I have shifted my senses to my home reality" "I have stopped sensing the void reality" "I am smelling, tasting, feeling, hearing and seeing my home reality" no other fancy affirmations required. (Now that I think about it, you need to affirm NOW because this method has two phases, one where you are shifting, and one where you have shifted, and you are in the 3D, where you are occupying your DR self, their thoughts, and memories, and popular method usually only have one phase, either you are shifting, or have shifted. So my point is if you affirm later and you'll be affirming when you're supposed to be in your DR, and obviously, your DR self won't be spouting out affirmations about shifting to a random reality for no reason.)
During this time, you'll feel tingly all over. It's a good sign.
And you'll feel a certain detachment, like you aren't exactly here, you have no idea what position you're lying in, and where your feet are. (Please, for the love of God do not start counting your feet or get freaked out that you can't feel your leg, you'll come back to the void reality.)
So you can start the next phase.
To prepare for the next and last phase, you can do this to get ready, or don't (First read the third phase)
This is all about connection to your DR.
Think about memories from your DR, focus on the faces of your loved ones, the way you act, talk, your mannerisms in your DR, or you can simply say affirmations like these one:
My name is ___.
I work as a ___.
My age is ___.
Don't try to imagine vividly or anything, lightly touch upon the basic details of your DR, the construction and foundation of any reality and the person, who has existed there for their entire life.
(That's you!)
Take a sudden, abrupt stop from your stream of thoughts. (Yes intrusive thoughts will still pop up but don't give any importance to them) when you're in a blank state of mind, not longer than 30 seconds, you need to build up to the last step of your shifting method, and journey.
a) start imagining hearing the voices of your loved ones or just any voice, calling your DR name, your nicknames, with different tones. (For example, i heard my name in an angry tone from my father when he was scolding me, I heard my name followed by a laughter when my S/O teased me.)
OK, for me, I started feeling intense, groundshaking symptoms at this moment. Sudden flashing of lights, extreme feeling of floating, and ofcourse, feeling tingliness so much that it felt like pins and needle on my entire body. (I did ignore the symptoms)
b) plan the rest of your day in your DR, which you will be spending.
AGAIN, PLEASE DON'T SAY IT LIKE THIS.
❌️When I reach my DR ❌️ I will have to go to that eye specialist for that appointment.
Instead: (and the more you personalize it, the better)
Ughhh, I have to go to that appointment- this day will suck.
(Don't mind my example, that was the only thing I could think of at the moment)
c) in this reality, you are constantly thinking of something, your thoughts are definitely what constructs this reality, and your current thoughts are affecting your subconscious. (By this point, your subconscious is grounded in your DR, so don't worry about that bastard.)
Now, you're going to start thinking, thoughts which are going on in your DR self's mind, start with one sentence, with which you'll be able to start consciously thinking like your DR self.
And think in the style, tone, and mood of your DR self, and keep the thoughts strictly related to your DR.
So for me, I started feeling weird while I was thinking.
And I remember I thought this:
"Ugh, I don't want eggs for breakfast."
(I'm not saying this is the key to shifting, at this point, I had covered various topics, including, weather, my upcoming work assignment, and praised my S/O for a good 5 minutes.)
And I started panting, like suddenly I was trying to catch my breath, the room felt bright, so I opened my eyes, and well, I was in my home reality :)
I was delirious for a few second, my S/O was looking at me worriedly, but surprisingly, it didn't even take me a minute to adjust, it felt all so natural and I wasn't scared.
I didn't even feel emotional, at all, and didn't hug my S/O with tears in my eyes, I straight up asked to be served breakfast, incase anyone was wondering.
Although i have much to say, I'm tired of writing, but I'm more than willing to answer each and every one of your questions, although I only have 7 hours left till I permashift, I'll remain mostly active till then.
And no, I'm not rereading this to fix my grammar, so just ask if anything confused you.
Ask away.
I'm still not sure if this'll reach anyone or not.
CHARLIE HEATON INTERVIEW WITH DIGITAL SPY
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑
Ft. Katsuki, Tenya, Denki
WC: 408 words
mha m.list | gn!reader | light angst
Katsuki Bakugou:
“Say that you’re mine, please…” “I’m yours only Katsuki” “Say it again” “I’m yours Kats” “Again” “I’m yours Katsuki Bakugou, yours and yours only for as long as my heart beats.”
He knows he can get overwhelming to deal with. He hates the way his insecurities blinds him and makes him think that you’ll leave him it’s just that every time you’re looking so happy without him it’s every time some other extra just makes you laugh until your stomach hurts or maybe when dunce face made a joke that had you laughing until you were shedding out tears it’s when they’re doing something he’s not doing. He can’t do it for you and he hates that.
Tenya Iida:
“You should know I belong to you and you belong to me right, Ten?” “I- I know I’m sorry y/n-” “Hey it’s okay it’s okay you’re good you did nothing wrong.” “Could you please say that again? Say that you’re mine…please.” “I’m yours Ten.” “Say it again…” “I am all yours Tenya Iida I am forever yours.”
He despises himself every time he gets like this he’s ashamed of himself at the fact that he needs you to constantly reassure him over and over that you’re not leaving him for someone better. He overthinks those words “He seems pretty strict” “He’s acting more like a dad than a boyfriend sometimes lol” Maybe you do deserve someone less uptight, less strict someone that can loosen up more than someone better than him.
Denki Kaminari:
“I know I’m a dumbass for being like this-” “Denks it’s fine it has to be hard for you” “I- yeah…” “Look I know you’re fed up with me feeling like this I’m just scared that you’ll find someone that’s-” “I’ll have you to stop that sentence right there, I mean this with every single word of what I’m gonna say. Denki I’m still yours and only yours.”
He hates himself for this he absolutely despises himself the fact that he’s telling you how he feels when he gets like this he feels even more like a burden to you. Every time you assure him and assure him again and again he despises himself even more how selfish he can be to ask for reassurance over and over at this point he’s thinking that you’re staying with him because he needs you to lean on, like he needs you for your reassurance only.
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Happy womb eviction day
that comment about how you should not borrow grief from the future has saved me multiple times from spiraling into an inescapable state of anxiety. like every time i find myself thinking about how something in the future could go wrong i remember that comment and i think to myself: well i never know, it might get better. it might not even happen the way i think it will and if it does happen and it is sad and bad ill be sad about it then, when it happens. and it’s somehow soo freeing
cw cursing !!! hi bestie i'm having bakugo brainrot and was wondering if u would do some headcanons or a drabble, whatever u are feeling!! basically, reader is super loving and doting on the blonde gremlin, but whenever he yells and/or curses at them, they're so ready to match that energy. it can be 8am reader's like "hey bakugou good morning how'd u sleep?" "SCREW UR MORNING DUMBASS" "EAT SHIT THEN". thoughts? ONLY IF U HAVE THE TIME FOR THIS THOUGH I DONT WANNA TROUBLE U MWAH HAVE FUN <3<3
the title doesn't make sense but I hope you like it babes<3
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it's canon that bakugo has a grandpa sleep schedule
but you dont
one night you can't sleep, it's only 10PM but the thing is you want cuddles
from KATSUKI
so you knock on bakugo's door
for the first time he answers fast 😭
"WHY ARE YOU DISTURBING MY SLEEP DUMBASS"
"I WANTED CUDDLES BECAUSE I CAN'T SLEEP BUT FUCK YOU"
"YEAH FUCK YOU TOO"
and you turn around and start leaving
"BRO WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"
"I'll cry myself to sleep because my boyfriend doesn't love me anymore :/" you reply
"you're so annoying, come here"
and he opens his arms to hug you
AND YOU RUN INTO THEM
"I love you katsu" and you look at him with puppy eyes like 🥺
he smiles a little but he's grumpy so he says "yeah whatever" and pats your head
you curl up on his bed, kiss him goodnight and he spoons you
the next morning he wakes up much earlier than you like at 6AM
"good morning katsu" you say gathering all the positive energy you could possibly have at 6AM
"SCREW YOUR MORNING YOU INTERRUPTED MY SLEEP"
"YOU'RE SUCH A PAIN IN THE ASS KATSUKI"
"KATSUKI? WHO TF ARE YOU CALLING KATSUKI IT'S KATSU TO YOU"
"I'LL CALL YOU GRUMPY SHITFACE BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE"
"YOU'RE GRUMPY TOO IN THE MORNING I RECKON. LITERALLY THREE DAYS AGO YOU SLAPPED ME BECAUSE I WAS INTERRUPTING YOUR "BEAUTY SLEEP" AND YOU'D GET EYEBAGS"
"you're so annoying" and you go to open the fridge
katsuki is grumpy and impulsive but he's so scared he'd go too far and upset you sometimes
so he instantly comes to you and apologizes
"are you okay y/n I'm sorry for snapping at you" while hugging you from behind
you reassure him and tell him it's okay and then you two are back on good terms for 10 minutes before it starts again ;)
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BABE WAKE UP WE’RE IN IZU LOVING HOURS NOW!! ☆*:.。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆
IZUKU GETS A BATH!!! (((o(*゚▽゚*)o)))♡
HE GETS SOME SLEEP!!!! ψ(`∇´)ψ♡
THEY’RE ALL SO CUTE!!!!! 。゚(゚´ω`゚)゚。♡
why should you change it?
When you guys pop up in our notifications, most seasoned tumblr users will suspect you’re a bot and block on sight.
why do we block immediately?
tumblr has a history of bots trying to infiltrate and establish a connection to a valid, existing blog in order to populate google searches. Simply liking or reblogging a post, not just adding a scam link to it, establishes this connection. Tumblr users don’t want this to happen, especially if it’s a scammy p*rn bot. So, we often block on sight.
So now I have to reblog stuff AND change my pfp?
Well, of course that’s up to you! I just want to explain why you may have been already blocked by an artist/blogger you may have discovered recently, and how you can avoid it in the future.
Reblogging does help creators more than likes because your reblogs will show up on the dash of those that may follow you. Plus, reblogging puts that post on your own blog, and in case the original gets deleted or edited by the OP, it’ll be on your blog like that–forever (or until you delete your blog). Nice.
Here are some free icons created by catalyststuff on freepik. Highly recommend their art for a simple replacement!
the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating