This Is The Perfect Example Of Drummer! Bakugou If He Has His Own Song

This is the perfect example of drummer! Bakugou if he has his own song 😭😂

Why can't all love be like this?!?!😥😍

bakugou is so in love with you it makes him look stupid.

im talking about bakugou who wakes up a little earlier than you every day— up to an hour where he goes for a run before you can even think about breakfast. he knows that you worry about him, waking up without you makes you scared that he’s gotten hurt on the job, so he leaves a note in his scratchy explosive handwriting. i love you, i’m safe. it always says.

out on his runs he stops by the bakery you like, the one where you had your third, sixth and ninth date because you really loved the egg custard tarts there and katsuki picks up three because one isn’t enough to fill either of you up and he likes to split the third with you. over crummy kisses and spilt milk, you watch the sunrise and light up deep red hues, twisted with shades of blissful orange and peachy pinks and the words i love you are not spoken but instead said through the way you cup his cheek and he leans into your palm not a second later.

bakugou who looks for you in crowds in the busy streets of japan when you meet him for his lunch break during work— he’s messily put together, hoodie tugged over his hero suit which is a little torn from patrol but you’re in love so it’s okay, he looks beautiful to you anyway. bakugou who keeps his large hand on your waist, guiding you through strangers who couldn’t care less as you ramble about the things you saw on your way to meet him and the place you want to take him to get a good meal in him.

he loves that you’re thoughtful, always thinking of you while you’re thinking of him— he’s got that airy look on his face as you feed him bites from your plate and he sneaks in the bill and a hefty tip despite the fact that you said you’d pay. katsuki’s hand falling back to your waist when you leave as he glares at the server who wouldn’t stop looking your way, making it known that you only smile that pretty for him.

bakugou who can’t stop the tears from rolling as you stand up, cuddling his head into your stomach. he gets nightmares some nights, not as often as when he was back in school. he can’t see, he can’t breathe and all he feels is himself sinking into darkness as the villain swallows him hole and then…then there’s you, warm around him and not suffocating— with gentle eyes that tell him not to worry, bring him back down to earth and tell him it’ll all be okay. katsuki shakes but you brush back his hair, kiss his forehead and tell him. it’s alright, you’re safe.

bakugou who checks his phone every five seconds on a night out with kirishima and the others to see if you’ve texted, his cheeks flaring red when kaminari swings an arm over his shoulders just to tell him what a softie he’s become over the years—especially for you. and katsuki can’t even deny it, it’s the truth. maybe you’ve humbled him a little bit, your tender loving soothing the painful cracks in his soul. the way you look at him when you first wake up to the way you hold him when you both lay your heads down to rest— it all makes bakugou feel loved and valued, helps him breathe in fresh air after having his head underwater for so long. he would die for you, but you’d ask him to live instead and that’s all he’s ever needed to hear. all his life, you’re all he’s ever needed.

maybe i am. bakugou says to kaminari, the hints of a smile coming through when your text rolls in.

stay safe. i love you. it says.

all the love in the world | k.b.

⇝ pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader.

⇝ word count: 5.1K

⇝ rating: 18+, mature.

⇝ genre: pro hero!au, engaged!au, fluff and smut.

⇝ summary: as hard to believe as it may seem, bakugou lives for time off, where the days begin with him waking up by your side and  end with him falling asleep right next to you, while he thinks of all the ways he can love you during the hours in between.

⇝ warning(s): please read ! fluffy domestic bakugou ( i think this needed a warning okay? ), smut ( characters aged up to 20s ), soft morning sex, fingering ( female recieving ), dry humping, light!praise, heavy!breeding kink, switch!reader, dom!bakugou.

⇝ author’s note(s): hellooo my loves ! as a celebration of me reaching 100+ followers, i bring you my very first written imagine !! i love the idea of domestic baku so i hope you enoy reading as i did writing !! special thanks to @ozzy-bozzy​ for the teddy bear bracelets idea hehe

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katsuki bakugou considered himself to be a very lucky person.

when he was younger he’d been blessed by a powerful quirk which only lead him to exceed his classmates back in U.A. he’d graduated said school’s hero course top of his class, even if he’d failed his provisionals the first time round— nothing could stop him from becoming the best.

so when the hot headed blonde bagged the role of side kick at a top hero agency and then launched himself to the highest points in the hero charts as a pro later on, katsuki felt like all of his dreams had come true.

that was until, he’d proposed to you.

you were katsuki’s final dream, for him to wait for you at the end of the aisle— your watery smile just for him. 

that’s the vision he saw in his sleep. when you had said yes to him, the night you got engaged under the stars and amongst the roses, it was then that the explosive hero had realised how lucky he truly was.

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[k. bakugo x reader] [college au]

numbers. figures. digits. no matter what name they went by, there was only one that bakugo cared about: #1. that was, until he met you.

now, he thinks maybe there’s room for 2.

A/N: i loved writing this one omg,,,, it’s probably the fluffiest one i’ve written yet and i am TOTALLY fine with that lolll. just a warning though, there are short moments of claustrophobia and panic attacks and very very short harassment (which are tagged) in this story, so if that makes you uncomfortable feel free to skip! without further ado, enjoy! <3</p>

zero.

It starts on move-in day.

Like every other college freshman, you’re nervous, yet fluttering with excitement. You’re terrified yet elated to be on your own, away from your parents, and to meet new people.

The campus is bustling with students, some new and some old, everyone heaving large storage containers and boxes around for move-in day.

You’re rummaging around in your bag, trying to find your room key before you enter the building, and when you step forward, you’re hit with a wall. You collide with someone’s chest, hard muscle under your hands before you topple over. Landing on your tailbone ungracefully, you cry out as your bag spills onto the ground, peering up at the person before you.

He’s tall, broad-shouldered, spiky blond hair and intense red eyes. There’s a large cardboard box in his hands, and he squints down at you with distaste.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” you apologize hurriedly, climbing to your feet. You’re embarrassed at your slip up, but you don’t think it’s a big deal.

“Watch where you’re going, extra.” he spits, and you recoil in offense. You had expected to meet some rude people on campus, sure, but not within an hour of arriving. Extra? 

“Okay, no need to be so rude. I already apologized.” you scoff, brushing dust off your jeans. This guy is being such an ass for no reason. 

He glowers at you before walking off, and your face contorts in disgust.

What a dick.

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