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the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object
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the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object
“…are you not actually blond?”
you were never a nosy person. but after seeing Bakugo walk back to his room, a dye bottle on his hand for hair, you jumped to a conclusion, and needed closure that only he could provide.
Bakugo went stiff, then gave you the meanest look possible. “what the fuck.”
trying to save your life, you continue, “it’s just, I saw you walk back to your room with a bottle of dye…”
Bakugo stood up, lunch forgotten, and yanked you harshly, dragging you to who knows where. You practically audibly gulped.
He dragged you outside, then whirled around, letting go of your hand as if it burned him. “You will forget what you saw, you nosy bitch.”
Not really eager to have him talk to you like that, “me? A nosy bitch? What about you! Mister ‘I listen in on traumatic conversations!’”
he glared, “whatever! Just forget it. Seriously.”
Seemingly having a death wish, you ask, “what’s your natural hair colour?”
He scoffs, then answers, “…brown.”
“Oh! Brown like your dad! That’s cool!” He deadpans, “brown is not cool.”
“Did you dye your hair blond to be like all might?” You blurt out, knowing that Bakugo’s a big fan of said man.
Judging by the slight red on his face, you were right.
“do you need to wear glasses too?” you press, and falter at the absolute murderous look on his face.
well, goodbye to you.
what the fuck guys this is getting close to 3000 😭 yall love Bakugo that much???
and in, a feud with her neighbor, she stole his dog & dyed it key-lime green.
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your neighbor was-, well, to put it shortly, your neighbor was a nuisance. the constant roar of engines from people going in and out was excruciating.
the quiet community where you could hear so much as a pin drop was no more when the famous pro-hero moved in next door to you. saying how he loved the landscaping and the way the homes had been built.
his fans weren’t the problem, no, the problem was him.
bakugou katsuki, the constant pain in your ass that hadn’t failed to leave you alone since grade school.
also the man who you’d found bought stacks of toilet paper the day before your home was tp’ed.
the same man who poured instant oatmeal on your lawn and waited for it to rain.
the same man who stuck forks all over your land so that you’d have to spend the whole day removing each one individually.
i suppose you could say it wasn’t one-sided though. i mean you were the one who’d sent him grass samples everyday for four months straight.
also were the person that glued all his holiday themed decorations to the ground so he’d have to call to get them professionally removed.
and currently, you found yourself in the predicament where his snow white husky was sat right in front of you.
in one hand sat dog friendly dye, and in the other sat a pair of gloves.
friendly rivalry? no that wasn’t it.
genuine rivalry? still not it.
maybe it was flirtatious the way you’d both kept up with each other over the years.
yes it was definitely flirtatious in your case.
but he didn’t have to know that.
cw: fluff, tiny bit of angst?
barbarian!bakugou who first saw you in winter when it was freezing cold and apparently you were separated from your friends when the blizzard hit, he wanted to leave you but the guilt got to him and he takes you and puts you onto his shoulder and tucked you into the fur of his cape
after getting to know him more you grew more comfortable with him, honestly you talk alot although nobody could understand what your saying because your tiny but barbarian!bakugou has sharp hearing and could understand you
"peep peep!" (good morning!)
"g'morning"
"peep peep peep peep?" (did you sleep well?)
"of course I did"
whenever he gets you mad you bite his ear "OUCH YOU LITTLE SHITHEAD" honestly he thinks your cute annoying and he loves hates you for it
your kinda like tinker bell so you always check yourself out when you see a mirror, fixing your hair, posing, acting like your in an edit, just full on hyping yourself up! while he sits there groaning for you to "HURRY THE FUCK UP"
one time you guys got into an argument and you flew away to get alone time, barbarian!bakugou woke up panicking seeing you not near him and went on a full search for you turns out you were hiding in between a bunch of oyster mushrooms don't worry yall made it up in the end
omg this mf accidentally sat on you and you had to bite his bum in order to get out, yeah your wings were sore for a whole day
you hide in his hair lol
but in all honesty barbarian!bakugou loves you, he might not show it because of his aggressive attitude but he truly does and you love him
also he brought a potion to make you human size and yet he's still bigger, longgggg cuddle session happened
watch this man find a potion to make you human size forever just so he can experience more things with you
and also watch me make a fic about this when I have the motivation too >:)
wait can u write about like katsuki and the readers son getting into an argument and when the reader tries to like console him he says something uncalled for or like touches them harshly (like shoving their arm away, nothing abusive) and it makes the reader all sad and when katsuki finds out he gets like super mad and defends his partner
idk what about it but im obsessed with dad katsuki right now
AN: I'm sorry this request took so long, but thank you for being patient with me. I hope you enjoy, anon <3 Paring: Bakugo x f!reader wc: 1.4k
You hummed to yourself as you plated your son's favourite food— chicken alfredo. It was the weekend, which meant he did not have school today, but Katsuki was still at work, given that he did not have Saturdays off. You set the plate on the dining table and washed your hands in the sink, calling for your son to come downstairs.
"Fuyuto, lunch is ready!"
You waited a minute and sighed, assuming he was probably wearing his headset. You dried your hands and went upstairs to his room, knocking before opening the door. He was busy at his desk, clicking away on his keyboard with one hand busy with the mouse.
"Lunch's ready, Fuyuto. It's going to get cold." You reminded the teenager.
He lifted the headset off one ear and glanced at you before fixing his eyes on the monitor again, "I'm in an online game, ma. Just give me fifteen minutes!"
You raised your eyebrows and leaned against the doorframe, your arms crossed across your chest, looking at him with a look that said, 'We both know it's not going to be fifteen minutes.'
He’s a little reckless sometimes—not always paying attention to the feelings of those around him, but he means well, you’re sure of that.
He’s just a little high-strung, is all—doesn’t really have the time to think things through.
He’s always been like that—ready for just about anything and everything anyone would throw his way, and just sort of expecting everyone else to be onboard. He’s an Alpha, after all—it’s not in their nature to worry or look back.
All your life, he’s been the leader—all you others could do was chase after him and just hope on your life to keep up. And as an Omega, you were comfortable like that—with having someone to follow. It felt natural to you—safe and good and correct.
But when he started courting you, you admit being a bit skeptical—weren’t sure if it would work the same way, not sure if it even could. Being mates is different, after all. You’re supposed to be in tune with one another, and you weren’t sure if you’d be heard or just end up being bulldozed.
But you figured, since you weren’t too big on making decisions anyway, that you’d just go along with it, and it would be fine. You’d put your trust in him and follow his lead, and maybe that would be enough.
And it was. Everything worked out perfectly—for the most part. You married in the spring and moved into your new house the day after. He’s a good husband and nice man, deserving of the respect he garners, and he’s successful. A true Alpha. Perfect on all fronts.
What more could an Omega ask for?
˚✿˖ Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x fem reader
˚✿˖ Synopsis: All your life, you’ve had it all—wealth, beauty, and a quirk good enough to secure your spot at UA. But after three years, you still feel more like an outsider than a future hero. Social life? Barely existent. Friends? Who needs them? You’re ready to coast through your final year solo… until fate lands you squarely in the lap of a certain hot-headed blonde—literally.
˚✿˖ tags/warnings: 18+, smut in the later chapters, reader is spoiled, shy reader, they're all third years at UA, Fluff, strangers? to lovers trope, not really strangers, miscommunication, drama, y/n just wants to make friends, reader is canonically pretty, reader is a hero in training, whipped bakugou, she falls first but he falls harder
˚✿˖ Authors note: Things start getting...heated
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summary: you & shinazugawa have a score to settle, but you never did agree on the stakes, did you? pairing: sanemi shinazugawa / f!reader ; retired hashira word count: 4.7k tags: rated t+, mutual pining, drinking games, romanticization of everything in sight, sun and moon tropes, reader is a hashira, reader is missing her arm, cool prosthetics are my shit, sanemi can be nice when he wants, sanemi has no idea how to be touched, ranging hashira appearances for comedic impact a/n: i love this eyebrow-less fuck. let him be kissed. and pegged, probably.
"Another round."
Someone is going to die tonight.
Someone is definitely going to die tonight, and no one even seems remotely concerned aside from Tanjiro Kamado, the designated sake pourer.
H-He shouldn't even be here!
Wrong place, wrong time, but Mr. Shinazugawa might kill him if he said no to the barked order of fetching sake for the drinking game.
I mean — sure, sure. You're both Hashiras. Or, well, you were a Hashira. The Light Hashira. The Light Hashira who was forcefully retired as of last year due to losing your right arm facing down an Upper Moon.
The entire room is packed with fellow rank-and-file members, and with each downed glass of sake, there's a raucous roar of cheers.
Sanemi Shinazugawa thought this was going to be an easy win.
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ── .✦ Boy meets girl, then boy meets girl again years later once they're both well into their teenage years. It's that year where college and scholarship applications are shoved down everyone's throat. He just wants to continue on peacefully as always. However she wants to make this last year count after an incident that had tarnished her reputation. Or in which, Katsuki is stuck with his so called "childhood friend" and coincidentally neighbor for his last year in high school. But of course, she makes it go haywire. Who would've thought?
⪼ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀
-` language, kys/kms jokes, depictions of bullying, slight violence, miscommunication
⪼ 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲
-` blended smau, aslfua au, no quirks, fluff, sillies, sprinkle of angst
status ›››› ongoing
taglist ›››› open
𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 ➤ dumb, dumbdumb, dumber, dumbest ⋮⋮ power rangers 💯‼️
(✴︎) means a written portion
“this girl is about to be a very special person to this boy, someone whom he will never forget.”
one. pre-transfer
two. rumors
three. i know you ✴︎
four. at the dumpster ✴︎
five. please, please, please (don't put us in the same class)
six. and now, we're really starting!
seven. late mornings and more disasters ✴︎
eight. complaints, complaints, complaints
a/n i said shoto smau... but this has been on my mind for too long i need it out does anyone even like no quirk au's ive seen ppl say they were boring but i like them
my favorite genre of relationship is big scary man who is easily bossed around by his not so scary gf
“Excuse the fuck outta me for tryin’ to dote on my girl after not seein’ her for a goddamn week —“
“I don’t have time for your tantrum,” you flip your hair over your shoulder and cock a hip out, glaring at him. “Go entertain yourself until this —“ you gesture loosely behind you at throng of people crowding around the check out counter. “Is taken care of.”
Sanemi folds his own arms across his chest, mimicking your stance. “And do what, exactly?”
“I don’t care!” You hiss. “Just keep out of the way!”
He stares at you for a moment longer, and if you weren’t so up to your ears in retail bullshit, you’d almost think he looked cute. There’s an adorable scrunch in his nose matched only by his very obvious pout.
Sanemi clicks his tongue. “Fine,” he says petulantly. “I’ll just fuck off somewhere else ‘til you decide to remember me —“
“Good! Thank you!”
You don’t spare him another moment, not as you turn away and make a beeline for the crush of customers. Once, your cool dismissiveness had been a turn-on; a baited hook he couldn’t help latching onto. He’s still a little turned on by the sharp way you’d spoken to him — he can’t help but be a slave to someone capable of bossing him around — but he’s also a little bruised.
He’s fucking missed you.
None of that matters to you, apparently, and Sanemi is left by his lonesome.
Near the back corner of the store, tucked between the shelves for biographies and self-help manuals is a small reading area. A plush corner of seat cushions and lumpy beanbags, a tiny plastic table sandwiched between them. Cozy, but not so comfortable as to encourage loitering — as per the owner’s desires.
It’s in one of these beanbags where Sanemi plops his grumpy ass, arms still folded stubbornly across his chest while he sulks. The reading area is within perfect view of the clerk’s counter, though that was more to allow you to keep an eye on any customers who might try and take advantage of the store’s hospitality.
Now, it gives Sanemi a direct line to glare at your stupidly perfect back.
Ty @selkiipon for the illustration of the giant man-baby in question
Maria and Shadow having a little stroll
Tumblr users getting together when AO3 goes down is like a national holiday or something, we all come together to collectively mourn it's all too soon death.
It reminds me of when I was a child and the power just randomly shut down inside of our home so my father would walk outside to see if it was not only our home that was having the problem but also others around ...only to come outside and witness other neighbors doing the exact same thing ...
Just looking at eachother like: yeah u suffering too? ..yeah me too brother ...me too
a/n. currently watching single's inferno s4 and this is how it's going. inspired by that exchange between dong ho and a rin. specifically, dong ho's smile during. what the hell am i talking about. (0.9k)
“you really didn’t have to drive me all the way here, you know.”
you plop down on the spot right next to bakugou, who wordlessly takes the mug of tea you’re offering with a half-hearted glare.
“then decline the next time,” is his snarky retort.
you playfully roll your eyes, burrowing further into the plush cushion of your sofa beneath you, hands cupping your own beverage. “you say that as if you’ll let me commute this late.”
a tsk. “it’s called having a heart of gold, you idiot.”
you hum noncommittally, gaze fixed on the tv in front of you. “camie sure does think you have one, huh?”
when he doesn’t say anything for a beat, you chance a peek at the man, and sure enough, he’s looking at you like you just shat yourself. “hah?”
“camie?” you repeat, hoping the creeping embarrassment isn’t showing on your face. “the girl who—”
“i know who she is,” he spews defensively, before raising an eyebrow. “what about her?”
“you seem to go way back, based on how she regarded you tonight,” you quickly explain.
he stares at you for a second, as if trying to figure out why the hell you’re talking about utsushimi camie of all people, ultimately settling with a lazy shrug. “i guess? we ran into each other a few times back in ua.”
and when you don’t immediately respond: “why?”
“nothing,” you supply, before: “i mean, i could tell she’s generally a bubbly and outgoing person just from dinner, but the way she behaved around you was…how should i say—different, i guess?”
the pro-hero lets out a grunt, which is bakugou katsuki for keep going.