Dumbass Anniversary [ Katsuki Bakugou ]

“ dumbass anniversary ” [ katsuki bakugou ]

→ summary: you drag your exasperated boyfriend to a botanical garden in december to celebrate your anniversary, then quickly regret it when you remember that december is very cold. luckily, katsuki is very warm and doesn't mind you leeching off of him. (also dec. 6 is your anniversay) written for @katsoon 's lover's lane collab [listed as @/iizuwuku]

→ pairing: bakugou x gn!reader

→ word count: 1,351

→ warnings: lots of expletives from bkg, flustered katsuki, very cheesy flirting, 100% fluff. it's not december but this is based on the fact that my hometown made the very smart decision to open a botanical garden in december and me and my friend visited. this is very self-indulgent and one of the most self-inserty fics i've done. (love me most ardently is a pride and the prejudice quote!)

KATSUKI DIDN'T EVEN REMEMBER HOW YOU GOT HIM TO AGREE TO THIS. He's always hated the cold, breeze nipping his skin raw and his breath sticking to his cheeks. But you did- this had been your bright idea, even if no one would be able to tell. You had practically dragged him out of the apartment, it'll be fun, Kats! You'd quickly grown to regret the decision. The garden was void of most other people, normal people, who knew that December was too cold a month to be visiting a botanical garden.

He tips his chin as another hard gust of wind blows through the garden, ruffling both of your hair and sending a violent shiver down your spine. Katsuki pins you under a sharp stare before tucking you tighter under a heavy arm. You accept the opportunity and press against his chest- warmth finally seeping back into your hands. He flinches at the press of your nose against his throat, but warm hands find their way to your back nonetheless- pulling you closer in a futile attempt to get rid of non-existent space.

"Who picked an outdoor date for December?" You grumble, pushing further into his neck, "whoever they are, they're dumb," warm breath cools against the tender skin of his neck.

Katsuki scoffs unhelpfully, eyes rolling gently as he continues rubbing up and down your back, "aww, don't be so hard on yourself, dumbass." His lips press into the pinch of your brows, smoothing it out, "they're the ones who decided opening a garden in the middle of winter was a good idea."

You huff indignantly, trying to burrow deeper into the soft cotton of his scarf. "It's cold," you whine, words all muffled by skin and fabric. His lips quirk into a soft smile at the noise. "Why'd you have to ask me out in December, huh?"

"First of all, December's always cold, baby. You forget that when you refused to put on any more layers?" He shifts into a comically high-pitched voice, "I don't need a scarf! I'll be fine, Kats- it's not even supposed to be that cold."

You pull away to glare at him, annoyance completely squashed by the soft smile he's wearing, "and if you wanted a spring anniversary, you shouldn't've looked so cute in that damn santa hat. Maybe then I would've waited a couple months to finally ask you out." His cheek nudges your temple, lips brushing the skin, "c'mere, angel." You huff once more, breathing into his scarf, before you nestle against him.

Katsuki cups your hands between his, pulling them to his lips- warm breath spreading to the tips. He keeps them clasped firmly between his own over-heated hands as you walk, lips finding your temple. The full force of his warmth washes over you. You let out a quiet, contented chuff as you slack against him. His stupid little lovesick smile grows.

"Thank you, baby," you breathe, grinning into his chest. "Don' know what I'd do without you."

"Perish." He scoffs softly, scowling as you jerk back to glare up at him, "tch- stay still." Katsuki flings a scarf over your neck, warm hands brushing your throat as he fits the ends into a knot, tucking the material into your coat gently.

"Where'd you even get that?"

"Home. I knew you'd need it," he answers softly, glancing back at the garden, "you gonna finish your dumb as shit game now?"

Katsuki's nearly taken aback by how quickly your mood changes, nodding against his shoulder as your eyes start to wander. "I spy with my little eye... something... green."

He groans, throwing his head back and eyes falling shut, "how many times do I gotta tell you, you can't keep pickin' the same damn tree over and over. Gonna give me a damn headache."

"It's not a tree this time! Promise!"

"Is it a fuckin' bush?"

The glare Katsuki levels you with has you withering, thunking your forehead back against his collar, "okay, okay, fine. I spy with my little eye something... beautiful."

"Y'know, that doesn't really seem like a fuckin' colour."

"Go along with it, blasty."

"Beauty's pretty damn subjective." He rolls his eyes, but still tips his chin to look around, "orange flowers over there?"

"Too pukey," you refute, ignoring his rough sigh.

"The lights on the trees?"

You have to lift up from your warm little cocoon in his arms, "too busy." You can feel his urge to rub at his eyes, brows pinched together and lips pressed firm.

"Sweetheart," the way he breathes out the word, tired, is the closest thing Katsuki gets to whining. His head falls to rest in the crook of your neck, digging his face into the skin.

You laugh, fingers running through the short hair on the back of his neck, "come on, Kats- keep guessing. You're almost there! I can feel it." Your grin widens as he lifts up to scan the park once more.

He seems to come up empty handed because he huffs once again and looks up at the sky, "I dunno, the sky?" You watch him with a grin, the sky- stars barely having breached the muddied colours of late afternoon.

"Too ugly."

"Huh? Ugly?" Katsuki baulks, looking up quickly before staring down at you as if you've grown an extra head, "insulting nature, now? What's prettier than the literal fuckin' sky, dumbass?"

Bouncing onto the balls of your feet, your smile widens, "you give up yet?"

"If I knew that was an option," he grumbles- still looking over the garden one last time, "would've given up a long damn time ago."

"Ah, no you wouldn't- you don't like to lose."

"Not fuckin' losing anything- it's a stupid kids game."

"But you are giving up, then?"

He sucks his teeth, glaring down at you, "I guess."

Your face splits into a smile, hands wrapping up in his scarf to yank him down, leaning forward so your noses nudge against each other, "you, Kats." The reaction is immediate, a dramatic groan and eye-roll, pushing his face against your throat in an attempt to hide his flush.

"Shut up."

"Awww," you laugh. "But I'm trying to court you, baby. Is it working? Are you feeling wooed? Sought after? You're so popular now, gotta make sure I keep you interested in me."

He groans again, nipping softly at your pulse point, "you're so annoying."

You let out a dramatic gasp, one that nearly startles him back straight, "I can't believe you! After all I've done for you!" You can't keep a smile off your face, curling back into his body heat. "Well," you huff, "have fun spending the next December 6th by yourself."

"Oh, angel, but I already have the trip booked. Guess I'll have to find someone else to hole up on a beach with for two weeks, then." His tone's all soft and teasing, one that he usually saves for inside your apartment. He must've decided that tucked between two rose bushes was secluded enough.

"Mmm, maybe I can stick around for one more year," you whisper teasingly, chin resting against his chest so you can peer up at him. He huffs, chin tilting back out of your reach. You laugh softly, rolling up onto the balls of your feet to cup his face. Your lips press against the flat of his forehead, the round of his nose, along the wisp of his lashes, before finally slotting against his own. You retreat back to flat feet to let your mouth smooth against his sharp jaw and the line of his neck before you're tucked back away into the safety of his neck.

"Oi, where ya think you're goin'?" He shoulders you within reach, lips pressing over the expanse of your cheek before locking back onto your own. "Not so brave now, huh?" He teases, littering bites along the length of your neck, "don' know what I'm gonna do with you, angel."

"Love me most ardently?"

Katsuki groans, palm coming to cover your face to push you away from him, muffling your frantic laughing, "shut up and die."

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I…..

I’m way too dirty minded….

how they act when lovesick [bnha]

ღ. pairings: bakugou, deku, shouto, kiri, denki, dabi

ღ. warnings: gn!reader, mentions of food/eating, nothing else i don't think!! just a bunch of fluff. very short and left out some characters because i've been busy :/

— BAKUGOU:

katsuki is quiet in his adoration of you, doing simple little things that are only apparent to the people close to him. He respects your opinions- if you tell him something he listens. Whenever he’s coking he’ll “overmake” as an excuse to pawn the rest off to you. But he hovers around you until you take a bite and tell him you like it. he also always packs you a lunch whenever he makes his own, spending an embarrassingly long amount of time rearranging everything and making it look good. katsuki always makes sure he has time for at least one date, usually more like two or three, every week. spends his whole afternoon staring at the clock and sits so close your thighs brush when you sit at the diner booth.

— MIDORIYA:

izuku makes his love for you incredibly apparent. he's determined to ensure a good life/work divide and plans weeks or months in advance to ensure you can both have biweekly date nights. always brings you an overly complicated bouquet of your favourite flowers and remembers your favourite foods. he never forgets anything you tell him. worries so much, even if it's the most minuscule thing. if you get sick he's worrying over your bedside, calling his mom and staying on call while he cooks different soups or hand feeds you home remedies. compliments you all the time, on your hair or your outfit, every time he sees you. they're always so small and earnest but he means every single word.

— TODOROKI:

shouto is accidentally romantic. he puts thought into his actions, sure, but he doesn't try to be overly romantic or impress you. it just happens. he needs to be in your space, shoulder close enough to brush against your own or resting his chin on your shoulder when you're sitting next to him. he's incredibly aware of you. he always notices when you're hungry or cold, handing you your favourite kind of granola bar or draping his own worn-warmed coat over your shoulders. he just always notices you. he takes care of you too, or at least to the best of his ability. he tends to all of your wounds, after a distraught once over even if it's a scraped knee, and opens every door for you. he can't cook but he'll always bring something from fuyumi whenever he visits. 

— KIRISHIMA:

eijirou is such a innately kind and loving person and that obviously bleeds into his feelings for you. you're always his top priority and he's always willing to set stuff aside for you, dropping anything he needs to. he's domestically protective, he wants you to be safe and taken care of- even if you take care of yourself. he insists on carrying your groceries, still leaving a hand to hold yours, and preens under your praise afterwards. he loves doing little domestic things with you too, makes everything feel more real. he helps you cook dinner every night, chopping the vegetables and helping you with anything he can.

— KAMINARI:

denki is the most vocal is his admiration with you. he never shies away from an opportunity to boast about your relationship bragging about how cool his partner is and how accomplished his partner has been. he's just so proud of you and your relationship. he's also really clingy, taking any and every opportunity to spend time with you, even if its just sitting and watching you study for a couple hours. he's very complimentary, making sure he tells you how pretty he think you are or how much he loves you at least twice a day. it'd be annoying if he wasn't so genuine and earnest. he just thinks you're amazing.

— DABI:

touya refuses to show how much he loves you, even if he fails and makes it incredibly apparent. he does such little innocuous things that show just how much he cares about you. he remembers everything you say to him, even in passing, and looks after you quietly. he takes up the chores you don't like to do or the ones that slip from your mind and brings home your favourite takeout when you've had a bad day. he knows your number by heart so no matter where he is he can always check up on you, and even if he claims that he won't- he always does. on date nights he always makes sure to pick one of your favourite movies on his nights to choose and scoffs when you accuse him of it. 

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bakugo is in love, he knows he is in love and he also knows he's down bad. everything, every fucking thing you do makes his heart twist in a way he couldn’t really pinpoint, and butterflies had war in his stomach.

you are like a drug, and he is hooked. someone who at first bakugo dismissed as an 'extra' is now the person his whole life revolves around. at times he thinks about times he didn't understand the stinging feeling in his chest when you were dating stupid shinsou in second year or sparring with deku.

but now he is mature and he realises it is because his heart has belonged to you from the second you told him to , "tone it down blasty, you're hurting my brain."

and now when you are finally his, his to love, his to hold - not stupid deku's or purple eye bags' - bakugo finally understands what impact you actually have on his life since the very beginning.

it is physically impossible for him to sleep without you, no matter what, he just couldn’t.

waking up with you besides him, made his heart soar.

he affectionately kisses you on top of your head gently running his fingers through your hair, snuggling in your warmth while you're in his strong arms sleeping.

he tries his hardest not to coo at how perfect you look even when you were sleeping, with messy hair and drool running down on the side of your mouth.and when you stir mumbling something incoherently, he pats your head and whispers, "sleep sweets, 'ts still early."

however you're sleep now long gone, you look up at your boyfriend giving him the sleepiest smile ever, "hi." you say groggily looking up at his illuminating face.

"hi, did you sleep well?"

"mhm" you hm resting your head even deeper in the crook of his neck, while he runs his finger up and down lightly on your bare back."

go to sleep, you're still half asleep idiot." he grumbles lovingly pecking your cheek, "i'm here for as long as ya want, 'kay?"

"yeah, love you so much 'suki." you say placing a chaste kiss on his neck.

yeah, you are the anchor in bakugo's life, someone who provides him stability and loves him even if it's difficult to at times.

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By the time Mammon finished his work, it was already late. The lack of light from the night sky followed Mammon everywhere he went—although it’s not really a surprise since Devildom is always dark no matter what time it is.

But the streets were never void of occupants. Be it the spirits of the night lurking in the background and waiting for victims to scare, or the lower level demons causing trouble again in the dark alleyway, or the middle-class demons who were out partying like they didn’t have any care in the world.

Mammon dragged his feet and made his way back home. Times like these only made him weary.

Is it because of burnout? Not really.

Mammon loves modelling. It comes naturally in him. He got the chance to make a massive sum of money from the royalty income. Mammon could literally drown in Grimms every time the magazine companies booked him to be on their front cover.

And he also got the looks and style, so why not showcase them to others? So, is he tired then? Could be.

But the correct answer had something to do with you.

When he’s stuck at work till late at night like this, he couldn’t spend time with you like he used to. He couldn’t cling to you everywhere you go, and he certainly couldn’t protect you should anything happen while he’s still working.

Mammon also had to miss whatever fun you got up to with his brothers.

The overwhelming greed of his never wanted your smile to be seen by anyone else. He wanted you to look at him and only him.

But of course, he can’t do that if he’s stuck at work now, does he?

So Mammon fastened his pace and made up his mind.

The first thing he wanted to do when he got home was to see you.

And sure enough, there you were, waiting for him to come home just like you used to. You were playing with your D.D.D while laying on one of the couches in the common room.

When you heard the click of the front door, you immediately sat up and flashed him a wide grin, “Mammon! Welcome home!”

Mammon, being himself, tried to hide his blush and replied, “Why are ya still not sleepin’, Human? It’s late.”

“I want to wait for you. Everything okay at work?”

“Yeah, nothin’ to worry. What have you been up to when I’m gone?”

Mammon locked the front door, knowing full well nobody else was outside during that time. Not even Asmo, because Lucifer grounded him for coming home late yesterday.

“I just watched some movies with Levi and Satan.” He heard you sigh behind him.

There it is.

That heat in his body upon hearing your words.

That bitter jealousy.

That enormous greed of him intensifies because someone else got to spend time with you but not him.

He wants your attention.

He wants you.

“…Ya have fun?” His voice was low.

“So so. It was an okay movie but Satan couldn’t shut up throughout the entire scenes with the detective, so Levi kicked us out and we can’t finish watching it.” You giggled, utterly oblivious to the sudden change of emotion in Mammon.

Mammon turned around to face you with a frown on his face. But that was when he realised something about you. Something that made his heart swell with love and passion.

“Why are ya wearing my sweater?”

“Because it smells like you,” you said, bringing the long sleeves of the sweater to your nose and inhaling deeply.

Your action made Mammon startled as blood gushed through his face, “W-well… ya can always… use my perfume… or somethin’… if ya want…”

“No, wearing your sweater is easier,” you smiled, “Besides, it makes me feel like you’re close to me.”

Mammon couldn’t hide from blushing profusely. He then went over to you and pulled you into a warm hug, to which you reciprocated the action and kissed his cheek lightly. Feeling your arms around him after a tiring day at work was pure bliss. And having seen you in his clothes only made him fall more deeply in love with you.

At least his brothers know who you belong to when you wear his sweater, right?

Funny how he never thought the human he’s tasked to take care of was capable of making him feel this way.

And the greed in him only burned brighter than ever before.

He wants your love.

And he knows damn well you want his too.

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Oh….

Has everybody heard about the new thing? You’re supposed to go to inspirobot, and your first generated result is what your 2022 is going to be like.

…here’s mine….

uh oh.