#bakumarquie

Like imagine you and Katsu have been dating for a bit and he knows your little baking thing. You bake when you’re happy, bake when you’re sad, bake when you’re stressed or pissed. You bake different pastries for each mood you’re in.

It me and the love of my life. 💖 Art by @insomniiyac

I will legit never get over how beautiful you make me look fhbdbdbdbbd! Thank you so so much I love it so much. I can’t stop staring!

I want him to pull me onto his chest and chuckle at my little sleepy groans as he moves me and mutters to himself “Yeah yeah I know you don’t like to be moved but I wanna hold ya tonight so get over it.”

I don’t hear him of course but as soon as I feel his warmth, and the prickly hair on his chest I fall back into a quiet slumber. I want him to pull my bonnet back slightly to give me a kiss on the forehead and trace up my spine as he unwinds from the day and listens to my even breathing.

OMG SHBCDKSDBCBSDHJKCGH

He walks in to the house, puts his duffle bag down, eyes searching the house for you until something whips past him and he blinks like “What the fuck?”

He turns to see you sprinting, yes full on sprinting and chanting “nonononononoononono WHERE ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE SHIT?!?!”

And he just stands there in confusion like “What the hell is this crazy woman doing?” He sets his shit down as you sprint up the stairs. He hears thumping, hears something crash, here’s you scream “STOP RUNNING FROM ME YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE!” more bumping as he quietly walks into the kitchen to grab a water bottle. He’s confused, yes, but he’s learned to just let you do your thing.

When you’re hustling down the stairs,he sees you holding your two year old cat under his arms, as his hind legs swing and he gags uncontrollably. your “no’s”are replaced with chants of “notonthecarpetnotonthecarpet!” and Katsuki just stands in the kitchen watching the entire scene with the water bottle pressed to his lips and a tiny smirk.

You make it to the kitchen with your cat, quickly scooting him onto the linoleum floor right as he upchucks a ball of fur and bile and cat food from his lunch. Your face is relieved, you let out a loud breath and then as if you just noticed your husband just made it home you look up at him and go “Oh, hey Katsu. Have a good day at work?”

I have no words to describe how beautiful and amazing and wonderful this is. I am so very very thankful to have a friend like @fittsythesnail who makes beautiful self ship art especially when I say “Please I need all the comfort right now.”

So please may I present Bakumarquie 2.0! This is so tender and sweet and everything I need right now. The colors are beautiful, the way he’s looking at me makes me swoon and feel safe. The hand on the neck is perfect. I love it. 💖

I sometimes solve issues in my head or answer my own questions in the middle of my sentences and just like stop talking and Katsu would fucking HATE that.

Like I’d be like “Hey Katsu can you….*stares for a bit* oh wait nevermind!”

But I can’t even front because I would HELLA be extra too. I would “my husband Dynamight” all my friends to DEATH. Likeeeeee

“Oh girl what are you doing tonight?”

“Oh girl I’m going to a movie with MY HUSBAND DYNAMIGHT.”

“Oh what should we put in the curry?”

“MY HUSBAND DYNAMIGHT said a little sprinkle of chili flakes in it is good.”

“Are you going home?”

And him running a hand down his face all dramatic like in frustration as he looks at the blankets and hears a little voice quivering underneath it. And he doesn’t even have to pull back the blankets because he already knows what the fuck is going on.