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I Dunno If This Is Already A Thing, But I Think We Should Start A Trend Where Someone Writes A Short

I dunno if this is already a thing, but I think we should start a trend where someone writes a short story but leaves it open ended then someone reblogs it with a small continuation and we just let it keep growing and see what happens…

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3 years ago
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Just thinking about how absolutely heartbreaking Bakugo is.

Bakugo, who wins the sports festival and is muzzled and put on display at the ceremony because he’s upset he couldn’t prove himself.

Bakugo, who blames himself for being kidnapped.

Bakugo, whose mother told him if he were stronger he would’ve never been kidnapped. 

Bakugo, who thinks he has to be perfect in order to be worth something. 

Bakugo, whose nearly been killed for other people at least twice and has never had that trauma or sacrifice properly acknowledged. 

Bakugo, whose so focused on being the best that he has trouble creating and maintaining friendships. 

Bakugo, who probably won’t be able to form real connections as an adult and as a result will probably end up alone. 

Bakugo, who’ll probably be villanized by media as a pro-hero for his struggle with expressing his emotions in a healthy manner. 

Bakugo, who probably will have so much love to give but wonders why he can’t be good enough for anyone to want him. 

Anyways! Just some super fun Bakugo thoughts! 


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2 years ago

I was thinking bout Bakugo with a s/o who wakes up earlier for work than he does. I feel like he'd wake up at like 4:30 maybe? At the earliest??? I dunno. But I wake up at 3:20 in the morning (I'll let you guess what job I have lols) and I feel like if Bakugo didn't know his s/o had an early job and he spent the night only to find them gone at four freaking thirty he'd be like ??? Did they fall under the bed?? Were's my s/o?? I just feel like the surprise on his face would be funny, ya know? That leads me to my next head-cannon, Bakugo Katsuki probably (usually) falls asleep immediately and sleeps like a rock. Unless there's a scream or somn', man's wired like a hero what can I say?


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2 years ago

I want to see more fanfics about Bakugo and his pretty s/o who looks like actual ass in pictures. Like, there are plenty of people who are not photogenic and think we need to address this.

Bakugo : Oi, dumbass, look over here.

S/O : Wut—

Flash

S/O : ...

Bakugo : ...

S/O : Did you just take a picture of me?

Bakugo : The hell is wrong with your face?!

Hehe, I like it

Honestly though, Bakugo would probably get really pissed at the camera.

Bakugo : This thing's a piece of shit.

Bakugo : Damn camera making my s/o look like a horse

Beauty's in the eye of the beholder or whatever, right? So how about Bakugo with a s/o who always looks awful on photos but he manages to capture perfect photos that make them look stunning.

S/O : I hate photos.

Bakugo : Just one princess.


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3 years ago

Bakugo doesn’t do up his top button because the uniform shirt doesn’t stretch over his massive badonkers, and I will not be accepting criticism.


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3 years ago

I just want you to know that if class 1-A had to pair up for sit-ups, I would be with Bakugo so I could sit on his feet and rest my arms on his knees. Then I'd rest my cheek on my arms with a smirk and watch the flustered blush on his pretty face deepen each time he rose up—inches from my face. He'd finally be all ‟The hell are you doing?‟ And I'd smile, rising up a little to meet him as he came up from another sit up. He'd act tough but we all know his heart would be skipping like the classic school girl with a fat crush and he'd pout, lips inches from mine. I'd tilt my head to make that space a mere centimeter then, I'd flick my eyes up to his and smile. ‟Your feet smell like ass.‟ And I'd run away as he tried to kill me.


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