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bakugou indulging in ur antics💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

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“suki am i still pretty” you say looking away from the mirror.

bakugou puts down his manga and looks at you like you’re stupid. “You are so pretty, tf u askin me for look in the mirror.”

“well then have my boobs gotten smaller?” you say with your puppy dog pout.

“no???? they look the same to me” he says with an incredulous look on his face.

“well something is different about me and i can’t figure out what. hmmmmmm” you say with a finger on your chin, pretending to contemplate the possibilities. Nowwww he sees what you’re doing. You want him to notice something different about you then praise you out of his ass for it.

He gets up off of your shared bed to stand behind you, towering over your sitting figure. “Well let’s see,” he speaks, “s’ not your hair i woulda seen that in a heartbeat.” he moves your hair out of the way to see your ears looking for jewelry that wasn’t there before. “No new piercings. Lemme see your hands, baby”

You give your hand to him all proud and excited like. “Ah, you got your nails done. They look so pretty baby.” You giggle looking up at him. “You really like them suki?”

“Course, anythin looks pretty on you” he kisses down your neck before meeting your gaze in the mirror. “anything” The final word he says before gently maneuvering your jaw to face him. rough hands met supple skin for a sweet yet searing kiss.

Me: honestly tho I think I’m over my Deku phase

Deku:

|Sero Hanta|

\(°Head<canons°)/

Headcanons for Sero Hanta

Hairstyle and Clothing style

😁 Mullet man 😩

🍊 baggy clothes and they're sometimes indie aesthetic

Scent/what he smells like

🍊 Citrus

😁 Ylang-ylang

🍊 Scandalwood

Aura / how being around him feels

🍊 Calming

😁 Whenever you really wanna calm down during an random adrenline rush then Sero is the best to go too.

🍊 Safe, it feels as if nothing would attack or hurt you when you're hanging out together

😁 even if you don't him well, you'll feel like you've known him for forever

Small hcs / It's the little things that matter most in life.

🍊 His favorite song is "My type" by Saint Motel or Meteor Shower by Cavetown (depends on his mood)

😁 Sero loves plants and his personal favorite is a bonsai tree.

🍊 Sero studies with Iida and Froppy often!

😁 When he's bored; Sero likes to craft things with/using his tape. Little ninja stars, claws, oragami, etc.

🍊 He doesn't tease others for being shorter than him, a respectable lad. He doesn't wanna make someone insecure about their height and he thinks it's kinda rude to poke fun at someone for being short.

😁 His favorite cartoon growing up was Scooby-Doo

Romantic hcs?

🍊 He doesn't care for the gender really, but he can sometimes have a preference. I hc him to be omnisexual.

I'm not projecting, I just get those vibes from him.

😁 His favorite way to cuddle is with his s/o ontop of his chest, while laying in the hammock, swinging gently.

🍊 He loves dancing with you, swaying slowly, sexy, or dancing goofy it doesn't matter to him.

😁 staying up really late on study nights often end up in cuddling under the blankets.

🍊 Sero is incredibly creative and imaginative so that means,,,, Art! Sero loves art 😌 he has a sketchbook filled with doodles and he loves to draw you ;] (mostly silly doodles and highlighter hyper pop art)

telling your boyfriend “i just paid $200 for air in the tires— is that normal??”

ft. izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, denki kaminari, eijiro kirishima, hanta sero

i say something loving - bakugo x reader 

wc: 5621

sum: you know all that love stuff makes bakugo sick… too bad all your dates keep being ruined by it. 

a/n: born of a poll i did last summer, when someone suggested i write something about how bakugo would propose… and then when i thought about it, couldn’t decide how. i still can’t believe it took me so long to finish… so i’m happy that i’m finally able to give it to the world (and to that person, wherever they may be).

also, literally thank you so, SO much to my beta readers @pluviophile-imagines + @phen0l​ … i can’t even begin to express how grateful i am for them!!! truly lifesavers and so thoughtful and kind and SOOOOOOO TALENTED!!!!!!!!!!!! they deserve all the love <333 

warning: SFW, angst with a happy ending, bakugo literally just refuses to talk about his feelings, miscommunications, genderneutral except use of petnames like “babe,” + “baby…” + ask to tag! 

(read on ao3 here - coming soon!) 

enjoy!

Smoke floods the screen; big billows of charcoal gray and black smothering the world with ash. Sky in the background, the sun hangs in a defeated glaze, overpowered with a blooming darkness that swirls in tandem with the clouds. 

From the haze, a torn costume makes itself known; orange and green uniting in the form of steel cut shoulders and wide sprawling Xs. A single, large gauntlet adorning a wrist that’s attached to an equally as intimidating bicep, the other fist clenched tightly in the loops of a belt…

Bakugo appears…

… and the camera that is recording almost shakes in excitement. 

He is power, he is force… all wrapped up as one single man: imposing, daunting, and strong. Someone the world relies on, and someone who is meant to be great. 

“Dynamight!” an interviewer yells, animatedly, bubbly, running into the frame from somewhere off screen. The man has a wide, toothy smile that bounces between the camera and Bakugo’s face, and he catches up with a noticeable puff of air. “So glad I caught you, spare a minute for a couple questions?”

Bakugo grunts, the camera zooming in on him wiping soot off his sweat-streaked face. He nods, one single strike of his chin downward, but nonetheless continues to make his way through the rubble that takes up the rest of the crime-scene-turned-battleground. The interviewer, still beaming, jogs alongside him without breaking a sweat. 

“What an amazing battle, sir!” His voice is cheery and unbothered, stiff with a practiced perfection that only a trained TV anchor would have. 

Bakugo grunts again. 

“What is this?” he says. “Your 79th consecutive win this year?” 

“80th.” 

The interviewer ignores the mistake. 

“We need to celebrate! What sounds good to ol’ Murder God Dynamight?”

“Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight,” Bakugo corrects once more. The words also go unnoticed with a spritely blink and uncanny smile. 

“And to think, this venue was for weddings, too…” 

There’s a pregnant pause, Bakugo’s booted foot halting in the air, his once neutral-if-not-undetectably-peeved expression now falling stiff with eyebrows twitching. 

“Say, we all know you have a special someone back at home,” the interviewer declares, eyes lighting up as his grin visibly grows. “You have for quite a while now. Any plans on tying the knot soon?” 

The interview lasts less than a minute total. A new record for Katsuki Bakugo.

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please Katsuki will not hesitate to throw hands with the guy who played you. he was ready to square up the second you called him in tears, crying over how the guy had a girlfriend and had been stringing you along for months (he didn’t because you needed him more so he stayed and held you as you cried. wiping your tears and rubbing your back and trying to hard to stop you from hyperventilating)

but when he sees the asshole across campus, Katsuki sees red. Crossing the quad in a few seconds, Bakugou has the cheater on the floor with a single hit. The guy is confused, nose already bleeding but ready to fight back until he looks up and see Bakugou looming over him.

“you’re lucky she’s okay otherwise i would have killed you” Katsuki seethes, leaning down to the asshole’s level. “if i ever see you talking to another girl again, i’ll find you and end you, do you understand?”

When the guy doesn’t respond, Katsuki grips his collar, pulling him up from the concrete. “do you understand, you pathetic piece of shit?”

the guy nods, nose streaming red and eyes watering in fear. Katsuki doesn’t respond, deeming him not worthy of words before shoving him back to the floor.

Word of the assholes antics spread around campus pretty quickly after Katsuki’s little altercation saving you and future girls from anymore heartache caused by that creep.

deku : hi! i’m pro hero deku sitting down with herofeed celeb, and today we are reading—oh god. thirst tweets?

[muffled background laughter.]

deku : oh—well, okay. i’m sure they won’t be as bad as kacchan’s fans…. [staged whisper] have you seen them!? they’re insane!

[deku grins wearily, causing the staff to titter around with laughter once more.]

deku : alright, let’s get started.

[he rummages around in a fishbowl filled with small slips of folded paper, brows furrowed in anticipation as unfolds the first piece. the hero pauses momentarily and glances up at the camera in slight disbelief, before a faint huff of surprised laughter leaves his lips.]

staff member : deku, sir, you have to read the tweet out loud.

deku : right! my apologies, it’s just, um. wow.

[he glances at the camera once again, exhaling softly before beginning to read.]

deku : ‘did you see deku’s latest fight this week? obviously i wouldn’t do it, but i have half the mind to start some henious shit if it means getting stepped on like that. so hot.’ i only stepped on them because i couldn’t get the cuffs on right and they kept wiggling! it wasn’t like that!

[deku buries his head in his hands and makes an embarrassed sound, and a staff member sympathetically offers a pat to his shoulder before disappearing off the set.]

deku : uh—great start, wasn’t it? next one from… oooh, we have a name this time. [he smiles at the camera.] hi justine! this tweet reads… ‘just put me and @dekuofficial’s faces in a baby generator and i have to say our kids faces look so cute. so me and my ovaries are ready whenever you are my good sir. end tweet.’

[deku gently folds the piece of paper and puts it to the side, teeth sinking into his lower lip as he struggles not to laugh.]

staff member : what are your thoughts on kids?

deku : oh no, kids are great. would love to have my own some day…. just not right now, i think. way too busy for them. [he looks back at the camera with an apologetic smile.] sorry justine. i’m sure our kids look great! next!

[rummaging around, the next tweet seems to distress him a little, red ringing on the apples of his cheeks and highlighting his freckles. he sends a halfhearted glare to the staff first, and then the camera, leaning back into his chair before drumming his fingers against the surface of the table.]

deku : i’ll never forgive the person who picked this tweet out…. and i’ll never forgive my pr team for making me do the reason why. [background laughter.] the fact that i know exactly what this tweet is based on is so cruel. so cruel!

staff member : would you be so kind as to read the tweet aloud ?

[deku deadpans a faux glare in direction, causing them all to laugh.]

deku : ‘deku’s burlesque photoshoot for creati’s fashion line is absolutely absurd. no one should look that good in a pink fucking thong. all my eggs are infertile now. can he just break up with me so i can move on’.

[deku groans, accidentally crumpling the piece of paper in his hands.]

deku : i owed her a favor! and creati wasn’t the one dressed me up. pinky was. i’ve never seen anyone so gleefully happy and i swear to you, i almost got on my knees and asked for forgiveness for any wrongdoings i may have committed.

[more laughter from behind the camera.]

staff member : you can pick one more, and then we’ll let you go. there’s one stuck to the bottom with tape.

deku : oh?

[turning the bowl over, a few more slips tumble out before he sees the tweet in mention, eyeing it suspiciously before prying it out of the bowl. he then opens it up, and muffles a mortified sound of surprise, flushing red down all the way to his chest.]

deku : you—you want me to read this??

staff member : if you would, please. staff’ll bleep it out later. :)

deku : well… okay. [he clears his throat, looking stunned.] ‘i want pro hero deku to shove his tongue down my throat and [bleep] his [bleeeeeeeep].’ oh my god. ‘i need to bounce on that 7.45 uncut [bleeeeeep] [bleeep] with the force of a thousand suns, lathered in oil and [bleep]. he’ll blow my back out til’ morning comes and he’ll do it again until he’s sure he’s [bleep] the [bleep] inside my [bleeeeeeeeeeeep].’

[staff bursts into laughter as deku sits there in disbelief of what he’d just seen and read.]

deku : who is writing these things?? i—i mean do i even feel flattered? a little bit. but that’s not important—! i need to wash my mouth and pray my mother never sees this.

[after a while of calming the staff down, deku smiles wearily and sends the camera a knowing look.]

deku : thanks for, uh. sharing your tweets! thank you to herofeed for having me, and stay safe! and remember heroes can see the things you’re writing!!

Some more bnha fanart that are not Fusion, so a snow Todoroki, easter bunny Deku and an Aizawa headshot commission >:3