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november 3rd, 2020
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bakugoaway: izuku has a nice ass
10k replies - ❤ 300k - 30k retweets
princeizuko: I DIDN'T THINK U WERE ACTUALLY GONNA DO IT
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december 1st, 2020
bakugoaway: it's here! i made a video where i read your thirst tweets and you guys are some thirsty fuckers i'm happily taken no fucking thank you - that being said go watch the video lol
15k replies - ❤ 500k - 35k retweets
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"what's up, this is katsuki bakugou, today i'll be reading your thirst tweets." he grumbles out. "oh, and if there's any extra weird shit, this video will never see the light of day, probably because my boyfriend will break the camera."
it pans to the green haired boy currently snuggling up to the blonde, bakugou putting an arm around his shoulder to bring him in closer. "and izuku is just here, because... he fucking wants to, i guess." izuku looked up at him. "you better not say any weird shit, either." bakugou huffs. a wicked smile appears on izuku's face. "the only thing i'll do is agree to them." he promises. "anyways," the blondes voice cuts through, attempting to hide his embarrassment. "this is also part of an ongoing project, called buzzfeed at home. you guys are super fucking uncreative, by the way. stay home, fuckers." izuku snorts. "and wear a mask please!" he adds before the shot ends.
"alright so hunnyluvr says,
i want bakugou katsuki to bend me over on some sort of desk and pound me so hard i break a bone"
"the fuck?", is his only response, and the video moves on to the next tweet.
"bakugoubabey says,
every time i see bakugou in a perfume ad, i want to lick all the veins on his arm and kiss his glorious thighs"
"okay, first off, that username. please, that is the worst fucking username you can come up with. secondly, what is it with the internet and my thighs? i have one fucking broccoli-head," (izuku squeaks indignantly at this) "at home who loves them, and now half the goddamn internet?"
the greenette looks up at him again. "it's not just half the internet baby, it's literally anyone who knows who you are." then izuku's happy exterior goes away. "as for YOU, bakugoubabey, the only one calling him baby is me, and the only person who gets to see these thighs, is ALSO me." he finishes with a cute little huff and bakugou just looks at him. "what?" he says, feigning innocence. "next tweet!"
bakugou takes one look at this tweet, and immediately hands the phone to his boyfriend. "how about you read this one?" he smirks. izuku takes the phone almost cautiously and then screeches when he sees it. bakugou is now doubled over in laughter, and izuku has tossed the phone to the other side of the couch. "no." he deadpans. "you are not reading that one." bakugou smirks once again, and grabs the phone. "oh, hell to the fucking yes i will."
"hmm, let's see. ah, there it is. princeizuko says,
who the fuck is bakugou katsuki and why is he so hot
he also says,
I SEE. I WANT HIM TO RAIL ME. I WANT HIM TO MAKE ME HIS SLAVE IDC IDC I WILL DIE FOR THIS MAN
oh, there's more.
I SAW HIS SHOOT PLS I CANNOTAJISJIAF BAKUGOU SIR HOW DO U LIKE UR EGGS IN THE MORNING?"
izuku giggles. "that's the first tweet of mine you ever responded to." he's still blushing and is clearly embarrassed, but the way the blonde is reading them so incredulously as if he does not know how attractive he is loosens him up. bakugou pulls izuku on to his lap. "yeah, i said i like 'em sunny side up." he snorts. "fucking worst thing i could come up with." the greenette kisses his nose. "i wanted to marry you back then," he says dreamily. bakugou had an idea. "do you still?" he dares to ask. izuku turns bright red, and whispers, "yeah, probably more than ever." bakugou deposits him on the couch. "wait here!" he yells back as he jogs to their bedroom. he comes back holding a box, and izuku thinks he might just faint. "will you marry me?" bakugou asks, a shit-eating grin on his face. and then there are tears, and the greenette buries his face in his chest, while sobbing out a "yes".
the embrace breaks after a while and bakugou finally speaks. "we have to end the fucking video here, don't we?" izuku nods, still wiping off a few stray tears. "why don't i get any thirst tweets?" he pouts dramatically. bakugou looks at him in mock disgust. "i'll be sure to tweet that you have a nice ass soon." and izuku swats him. "anyways, we gotta end the video here, subscribe to buzzfeed, follow izuku and i on instagram and twitter, and stay home you nasty little fuckers." he glares at the camera. "masks too, don't be a selfish little shit, it's a motherfucking pandemic."
he then wraps his arm around izuku's waist.
"bye!"