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crybaby-bkg · 2 years

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You’re laying on top of Bakugou as the night passes on. It’s late, too late, past his old man bedtime, but Bakugou stays with you. Holds you tight on top of him, warm hands caressing your sides, mouth pecking at your hairline whenever you laugh at whatever’s on tv. It’s a peaceful moment, domestic and soft, and he’s willing to silently admit that he never wants it to end. But of course, you disturb the silence.

“How come we’ve never talked about having kids? Or marriage?” You ask him, cheek smushed against his own as you both watch the colorful images flash by on tv. He arched a blond brow though, breath caught in his throat. How could you drop a bomb like that so casually? Talk about these kinds of things that have been known to cause arguments and force breakups within other’s relationships? He has to realize though, that you’re not others.

“What about it?” Bakugou grunts, softly pulling you away by your nape so that he can look at you. The colors from the screen paint your face pretty, your soft downturned smile, the cheekiness in your eyes, the way your pointer finger traces the hard contours of his face. He thinks that if you asked him to set the world aflame, he’d do it without question.

“Do you want marriage? Kids? Would you ever want to live a domestic life with me, Katsuki?” You whisper, cupping his cheek to bring him into a kiss. He hums against your lips, thinking, stealing a few more kisses before he answers.

“I’ve wanted marriage since the day I met you.” He replies honestly, fingers rubbing soothing circles into your hips. You snort though, smiling, as you briefly hide your face in his neck.

“God, you’re so fucking obsessed with me.” You snicker, chortling loudly though when he can’t help but run his fingers over your more ticklish areas. He relents when you concede though, and you pull back to look at him again.

“I’ve wanted kids since I could remember. Maybe I pictured a little girl with blond hair and red eyes once or twice, though.” You grin with a roll of your eyes and a shrug. Bakugou watches you though, thinks about the stereotypical picket white fence, the big rock on your finger, a couple brats and maybe even a pet running around your front yard. He realizes he likes the image, the domesticity of it, and nods to himself as he brings you in for another kiss.

“How about I get you both? A nice ring and our own little demon spawn. How’s that sound?” Bakugou asks against your lips, pulling back to watch you frown and bat softly at his chest.

“Katsuki, don’t call our unborn baby that!” You pout, letting him pull you back in for another sweet kiss.

“Whattt? With me as their father, I’m sure they’ll be little evil shits.”

“With you as their father, I’m sure they’ll be amazingly talented, beautiful, kind hearted children. The best we could ask for.” You interject, pecking him with every compliment before tacking on, “I also play a part in their best-ness, if that wasn’t clear.”

Katsuki laughs at that, full hearted and loud, his Adam’s apple bobbing from the booming sound. It warms you, as you laugh with him and rub softly at his chest. You both fall into silence as you stare at each other, smiling like two idiots, both unknowing about the ring that sits in his pockets and the baby that rests in your belly.

#I thot about this months ago and never wrote it #I’m now ready to expel it from my brain #I hope u all are as obsessed w domesticity w bkg as I am #okay gn 🏃‍♀️#—new treat in the streets! 🍫#bakugou treats! 🍬#dad bkg

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alanisinstone · 1 year

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domestic dad!bakugou that has a chubby wife 🥺

cw: slight nsfw, slight angst (microscopic levels), FLUFFF, mention of pregnancy, mention of children

a/n: hi friends, this is the first time i've posted in a while and hopefully not the last, i have lots of ideas that i wanna share. if ya'll have requests or any little blurbs, hit a girl up

So they have like 6 kids right, because bakugou cant keep his hands off of her. and he has so much love and admiration for her not only because of how amazing of a mother and wife she is, but for going through pregnancy and labor 6 fuckin times. and she bodies that shit like every time and comes out better, faster, and stronger. but after their 6th kid, they think its time to slow down because sir this is not a breeding farm (👀)

and so wife has never been thin per se, but after this 6th kid, she looks in the mirror sometimes and feels like a whale. she still loves herself, but all those years of not minding the baby weight, she starts to feel like she's put on a very noticeable amount. her first priority ofc is taking care of her babies but standing in front of the mirror and critiquing herself has become an increasingly time consuming addition to her day.

she spends less and less time busying herself with things outside of work like going out with friends or running errands, and spends more and more time in her and katsuki's bedroom trying on all of her clothes, lingerie, and checking all her angles in the mirror. and she hides it damn well because no one notices, not even kat's. she decides to take matters into her own hands and starts doing some more exercise than she usually does, going to the gym and going on runs with the stroller. But the more she does, it seems the more apparent it becomes to her that nothing is changing.

kat's first sign that something is up is when he finds her rummaging through his side of the closet looking for who knows what. babe what'r ya doin? he comes up behind her, arms wrapping around her waist, with a confused look. i'm lookin for some clothes to wear to lunch with the girls she mumbles out still sifting through his things. in my side? whats over here that cha need hon? he says nuzzling into her neck looking curiously at what she's picking out. i dont know i'm just looking for something she huffs, feeling frustrated and out of luck that as she suspected, none of his clothes are even remotely cute enough for the outing. okay baby, i'm gonna go run the kids to moms. he says giving her a quick peck on the cheek, unwrapping from her, and walking out of the closet. she spends a couple more minutes looking but ultimately finds nothing, and then she feels like shit so she ends up canceling on the girls.

kat's second sign is when she turns down an invitation to a hero event. it wasn't the annual hero gala, but it was a pretty big event with lots of top level heroes, big sponsors, and rich people in attendance. it peaked katsuki's suspicion because she never turned down a chance to dress up and go out with him, and her response was blunt. he kinda presses her like, babe you love galas, whats going on?? but she stands firm in that she does NOT want to go and that shes just kinda feeling icky postpartum. he reluctantly goes along with it, and the headlines are talking about his appearance without her for like a week. now hes kind of suspicious so hes keeping an extra close eye on her activity.

the third and final straw is when she abruptly disappears one saturday evening right before their scheduled date night. the kids were at their grandparents, and kats was busy in his office when he noticed the time, quickly getting up and going to go find her so they could talk about what they're wearing. babe? baby? he checked all around until he walked up stairs towards their room and heard faint sniffling through the door. He walks into the room cautiously but concerned, finds nothing, then follows the sound of her increasingly intense sobs. He slowly opens the closet door with a quiet baby? and sees her, cheeks streaked with tears, curled up in a ball on the floor, looking very distraught. Of course he still takes a small second to admire her beauty but then hes immediately on the floor with her arms moving her to his lap, hands coming up to her cute, tear-stricken face. honey whats wrong? what happened? he coos, trying to understand what could have possibly made her so upset.. and she just can't stand keeping it in any longer so she spills everything, saying how since the last baby she feels huge, and very unsexy, and that she knows he loves her but she doesn't feel like he wants her sexually anymore, and it seems like everyone in the world is so rude nowadays, and the skinny soccer moms look at her funny now, and the karens at the school seem to think shes apart of their group for some reason...

bakugou listens intently to every single thing she has to say but is also beating him self up fr for not catching any of this. he wouldn't hesitate to say that she is absolutely his rock and nothing less, but hes also supposed to be hers, and he feels like he failed at that. if he couldn't see that something was wrong and help her through it than what kind of husband is he? baby listen to me he whispers all of those scary thoughts bouncing around up there? he brushes her hair back out of her face its all just noise. you are the most beautiful, intelligent, kind, loving person that i ever have and ever will know. i admire you more than you'll ever understand. you make me a better man, you raise our kids so beautifully, with love and patience, and i guarantee you, everyone you come across knows that you are the kindest soul there is. and if theres someone fucking your shit up you know ill take care of it. you glow inside and out baby, you light up any room that you walk into. and ill be reminding you every day now since you can't seem to get it through your stubborn head.

shes not sobbing anymore but shes gazing into his eyes in awe of how she could possibly have locked him down. she closes the space between them, kissing him on the lips softly, pouring out all her love for him hoping it conveys what she can't seem to put into words. And he feels it washing over him; the sweet, soft, gentle but passionate love that they share being opened up like a pandora's box. it seeps into every corner of the house, every crevice of their bodies, and sparks with every touch and caress. he can smell it in the air and she can hear it ringing in her ears. its not visible in the way material things are but its even more present in every way, it takes up all space there is to take and grows and expands.

they're lost in eachother - in the love sticking to them like glitter. kats breaks away to make one more point and if you think im not attracted to you, you are horribly mistaken. and thats the least of it. im unhealthily obsessed with you babe. you are the only thing i see. you and your body is on my mind 90% of the day, and im constantly fighting a hard on. i can't even get it up to porn anymore. she hits him upside the head laughing. their bodies still and forever entangled in the love they've made.

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ariisheresstuff · 1 year

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More Dad!Bakugou bcs it’s what I need

Your daughter is such a daddy’s girl, her and Katsuki were like two peas in a pod. Every day when he comes home from work she’s always waiting by the door. “Dadda coming?” You giggling “Yes baby, he should be here soon.” As soon as the door opens she’s immediately running to him squealing “Dadda!!!” Katsuki smiles as he squats to her level as she runs to him, he picks her up and kisses her cheek multiple times. “Hi my princess.” “Dadda home!” She squeals again as he wraps her tiny arms around his neck happy her father is home. Even if it’s just him doing something outside she still waits by the door, “Dadda?” “He’s outside bubs.” “Want Dadda.” She says sadly only for her mood to change when she sees her dad walking to the door, she claps her hands and squeals “Dadda!” Katsuki walks inside and swings her around in his arms, “My baby missed me, hm?” “My Dadda.” You smile at their interaction, “I swear she’s like glued to you.” You joke around as Katsuki pulls you into a kiss, “Kiss!” You daughter interrupting you two making you two laugh, “What? You want kisses too princess?” Her toothy smile answering her dads question as he attacks her small face with kisses.

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citrus-simp · 2 years

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A/N: So based off of this blurb here, I wanted to elaborate more on king Bakugou with his pregnant queen. (Idc if there has been a fic I’ve made about this I like Bakugou as a father and pregnant fics are fluffy and comfort)

ANYWAY-

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So after being nagged by advisors about having an heir Bakugou uh....took care of it

literally

Now you've missed 2 periods and you're more than sure you were pregnant. In addition to the constant tiredness, and morning sickness. Bakugou being the prideful king he was wanted to be the one to help you in the early months.

Holding your hair back, tucking you in bed, even making your food. Now he may be the king but the only person he would cook for is you himself and now your baby.

Once it was confirmed by the medic, Bakugou had to step out of the room for a moment while they spoke to you.

This was just an heir to the thrown this was his child. And he would be damned if he let them be treated only as an heir and not his pride and joy. The same thing went for you, he couldn't feel more pride knowing you were the mother of his child.

You thought he was protective before?? You haven't seen anything yet! it bumped up from a 10 to a 10000000.

He loved to watch you grow and sometimes he would stare at you in awe knowing what you and your body were capable of. This was your first child together so he was hoping all will go well

He would inspect the castle to make sure nothing was in your way to harm you.

"Katsuki you don't need the stairs taken away-"

"Oh yes I do, I'll go to hell before I let you go down any stairs" he answered back

"...katsuki its 3 steps"

"I don't care!"

He loved to wake up in the morning and watch as his stomach rose and fell. But it didn't fall completely flat. for the first few months there was a small bump, almost like bloating, but after about 3 months it started to round more. It only made Bakugou fall even harder for you

He would look at you and just wonder about it. The baby, its growth, who they'd look like who they'd act like, everything

Every now and then he'll wrap you in his arms and whisper a gentle thank you

"you both mean more than any gold I could ever have. I love you"

"awh katsuki" you'd say tearing up

While you were coming closer to the months of just bed rest he had the best midwives and doctors he could find in the village. He had them live in the castle at least until it was time for the baby to be born

He had already known women go through a great ordeal in life and childbirth was part of many. He couldn't bare your pain or take it away but he could help you. For once he had set his pride aside and asked to be taught all about childbirth and what he could do to help

he loves you....very much

"Teach me how this will all go down and what shit I have to do for her." he had his own unique way of asking for help. The doctor was in charge of scientific childbirth and the midwives told him how he can console and comfort you through labor.

he spent about 2 hours there

and he came out a new man with new knowledge. He wasn't the pregnant one and he was terrified. The labor was separate from actual birth and could go on for hours

birth wasn't fun either

and the months of recovery would not be easy either. In some ways, he felt regret for getting you pregnant and now he could only watch you through pain when the time came.

However, the midwives assured him that if he held your hand, encouraged you, and helped you in whatever way he needed, you would appreciate it even more.

While he snuggled you in bed he said "I learned some new information today. Just know that I'm grateful...for everything" he said cradling your bump

When the day finally came, he was there from the first light contraction to the very strongest. He would even see how your stomach contracted, but he knew the worst was yet to come

He had to admit it hurt him more knowing that you were in pain until this was over. Ignoring the pain in his hand from your squeezing. He wiped the sweat from your face, he held you while you let all your weight rest on him, he massaged any sore spots, he kissed your head to try and comfort you

"I know it hurts...but you're strong, you've got this" "that's it, it's almost over" "you're doing great, I'm right here" "good job, just one more push, you're so close"

After it was all done, a scream was finally heard, and the room fell silent.

It was a boy (:

The midwives cleaned him up while Bakugou kissed and congratulated you

"You did so good Y/N, I-I don't know how you pulled through all of that but you did amazing," he said kissing your forehead

The crying had died down while he was getting washed up making Bakugou look over, you squeezed his hand and said "Go see him" you urged him

he was a bit nervous to see him up close but his feet move without thought "your majesty, your son" said the midwife handing his baby over to him wrapped warmly in a blanket

"h-hey there...I'm your...your dad bud.." he was starstruck "He looked like him but he looked more like you. He even had his pout only being minutes old "let's go and see mommy yeah?"

"look at him babe....you did amazing," he said as teared up, handing you the small and delicate bundle. You couldn't fathom the amount of love you felt at that moment. He was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen in your life

"Hello, sweetheart...I'm your mommy" you sniffed as tears blurred your vision. Bakugou crawled into the bed with you and gently touched the hair on his head. His eyes open up to showcase his bright crimson eyes, just like his father

"Y/N..." he called for your attention "you are nothing short of a goddess. I won't lie to you I was scared through the entire process, but you pulled through so strongly I...just..thank you...thank you so much" he said kissing your forehead

#domestic bakugou #dragon king bakugou #king bakugou #bakugou x reader #king Bakugou x reader #anime #bnha x fem!reader #bnha fantasy au #bnha x reader #bnha x pregnant reader #dad bakugou

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carleycore · 1 year

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Bakugo is the type of dad where his baby is crying and all he has to do is say “hey pretty girl!” In the voice that he would never allow anyone but the two of you to hear.

bakugo is such a girl dad Omg he’d spoil the absolute shit outta her

#bakugo x reader #bakugo #katsuki #dad bakugou #domestic mega #mha x reader #car writes

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fanficrambles · 2 years

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The Other Woman

CW/TW : Swearing? Mentions of postpartum depression & depression. Implied self harm.

— Summary : Being married to a pro hero is difficult but you knew that your relationship could withstand the late nights and early mornings. With the start of a new school year you were excited to send your son off to school. Who could have prepared you for the heartbreak that a seemingly minor event would entail.

— Note : Grammar and I don't get along so don't expect much from that department. This is connected to my other series (here) but will be a series from the perspective of Bakugo's wife.

WC : 2k

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April 1, 20XX [7:00 am] [In your kitchen]

"We start the new month with a new scandal!" The gossip announcer states.

You roll your eyes at their statement as you continue to make breakfast. You had forgotten to change the channel before entering the kitchen and were now stuck listening to their nonsense.

"At the center of today's scandal is none other than our very own number one pro hero, Dynamight!" The woman announces.

"Very funny." You laugh to yourself as you finish preparing breakfast and move on to setting the table.

"Our hero's wife was spotted having an intimate moment with a mystery man late last night." The woman says before you freeze.

"What the hell is that extra talking about?" Bakugo asks as he walks into the kitchen with a scowl on his face.

"I have no idea. Yes I did meet up with some friends last night but I di-"

"So when you said that you couldn't come home to be with our son you were fucking around with your friends." Bakugo says with a deeper scowl.

"I had run into them after getting dinner with Mina. Katsuki you said that you didn't mind me going out last night." You frown as you cross your arms in front of your chest.

"Well of course I'm going to mind when my damn wife is going out and ruining my reputation." Bakugo says as he steps closer to you. "We've talked about this. You're married to the top hero so you can't go around acting however you like."

"I'm not going to listen to this again. You don't need to lecture me as if I'm a child." You turn to walk away only for him to grab your wrist.

"You don't get to just walk away from me. I'm tal-" Bakugo begins to lecture before a little boy walks in.

"Katsumi." You pull your wrist away before you walk over to your son.

"Papa! Mama!" Katsumi says as he hugs your leg.

"You excited for your first day?" Bakugo asks as Katsumi lets you go to hug him.

"Uhuh! Mama said I'll make friends!" Katsumi says with a wide smile.

"Yeah. Go get dressed and then eat. I'm taking you in today." Bakugo says before the boy runs off. "Don't run." He reminds before he looks at you.

"What else do you have to say Katsuki?" You sigh as you look at him.

"Just don't let it happen again." Bakugo says before he serves himself breakfast.

You frown before you walk to Katsumi's room to check on him. "Need any help?"

"Nope! Got it all by myself." Katsumi states as he walks out in the outfit you had laid out the night before.

You walk to your bedroom where you look around at the bare walls and minimalist furniture. You hated this room and its furniture even though you had been the one to pick it out. You had let your decision be swayed by what Bakugo would like and you had to live with it now.

"I'm going to go drop him off now." Bakugo says from outside the closed door. "I'll text you if you need to pick him up."

"Okay. Be... Don't forget to have Katsumi brush his teeth." You hear him walk away before you sigh. You wait until you hear the front door shut before you leave the bedroom.

You hear your phone ring and you hurry to answer it.

"Y/n! I see you had fun after I left you." Mina jokes as soon as you pick up.

"Haha. So you've heard the news?" You sit on the couch as you enjoy talking to your friend.

"But seriously how was it to see your friends out of the blue like that?" Mina asks.

"It was nice. I hadn't seen them since my wedding. We actually made plans for next week."

"That's great. You should get out of the house more often." Mina encourages.

"Thank you Mina." You let yourself relax as the two of you continue to chat.

[10:26 am]

You look over your grocery cart before making your way to the self checkout area. You begin to scan your items as you think of how long dinner will take to make. You pay for your groceries before you make your way back home.

[3:00 pm]

"I wonder what time Katsumi will be let out." You check your phone for any new messages from Bakugo only to find none. "I guess he's going to pick him up today."

You sigh before you move on with your day and your responsibilities around the house.

[5:15 pm]

"He probably found a school that's open until late. I heard that some schools opened up with specifically heros in mind." Mina reassures after you share your concerns for the time and lack of Katsumi.

"Oh.. I had no idea that schools went on past three. But this is better for heros and their strange working hours." You let your worries slip away as you continue to chat with Mina.

[8:31 pm]

You practically run to the door when you hear it open. You are confused to find only Bakugo walking in. "Where is Katsumi?"

"What?" Bakugo says as he kicks his work shoes off.

"Where is Katsumi?"

"Are you telling me that you've been here sitting on your ass while our son is still at school?!" Bakugo asks with clenched fists.

"You never texted me to pick him up.. I thought that you would be picking him up."

"You know the hours that I work. Why didn't you call to confirm?! What kind of mother are you?! Why would you have a kid if you weren't going to try and care for him?!" Bakugo practically shouts as he pulls his shoes back on.

You are left speechless at his words as he turns around and walks out. "you didn't even tell me what school you put him in.."

You walk to your bedroom where you quickly pack a luggage. You call Bakugo as you fight back tears.

"What?" Bakugo barks as soon as he answers.

"I'm going to my parent's place. I'll call you if I'm coming back."

"What the he-" Bakugo begins to say before you hang up.

You feel tears roll down your cheeks as you make your way down to your car. You were used to Bakugo's cruel remarks when he was angry but this had been your final straw. The months of arguing and waking up to a man who looked as if he wished you were better. You tried to be the perfect partner. The perfect mother. You tried your hardest but now you just needed a break.

[8:55 pm] [On the road]

You drive through nearly empty streets as tears roll down your cheeks. "Call Mina."

You hear ringing before she picks up.

"Is this a booty call?" Mina asks with a laugh.

"Mi..Mina." You make a turn as you continue to cry.

"What happened?" Mina asks as her tone changes. "Was it Katsuki again?"

"I can't do this anymore!" You hit the steering wheel as you suddenly stop. "I don't want to be here anymore! Nothing I do is ever good enough!" You clench your fists before you hit your legs in frustration.

"Hey.. Come over and we'll talk it out." Mina says as a car honks behind you. "Be careful on the road. I can't lose my best friend."

"You won't tell him that I'm there will you.." You drive towards her apartment as you keep her words in mind.

"Of course not. Hell will freeze over before the thought even crosses my mind." Mina says.

You let out a small laugh as you continue to drive.

[9:39 pm] [Outside of Mina's apartment complex]

"Did you bring anything?" Mina asks as she walks towards you.

"Just a suitcase." You bite your lip as you fight back tears.

"I'll grab that and then we can go up to my room and binge watch our show." Mina says before she squeezes your hand.

You nod and watch her pull your luggage out of your car. You lock the car before following her up to her apartment.

[10:22 pm] [Inside Mina's bedroom]

"No way it just leaves us on that cliffhanger?!" Mina exclaims as the credits begin to play.

You laugh at her reaction. "Guess we'll have to wait for the new season to find out if he survives."

"When is it being released?" Mina asks.

"It's already been released in America. It should be released here later this year."

"It sounds like I'll have to pull out the illegal streaming services." Mina says with a smile as she shakes her head.

"Very heroic of you Pinky." You gently elbow her side as you smile.

"Oh totally. All he-" Mina begins to say before her phone rings.

You watch her grab her phone before she gives you a nervous look. You knew that look and you knew only one person who would be inconsiderate enough to call at such a late hour.

You nod before she answers the call.

"What's up Katsuki? I'm tr.. Y/n? No she isn't here. Did she go out or something? No she didn't tell me anything. Do you need help looking for her?" Mina begins to lie expertly as you watch her. "Yeah she probably is with her parents. Yeah. Night."

You hug her as soon as she hangs up. "Thank you Mina. I know it's unfair of me to ask you to lie to your friend."

"Your friendship means much more to me." Mina says as she hugs you back.

You truly had no idea where you would be if you hadn't had Mina by your side.

"Did you eat dinner?" Mina asks as she lets you go.

"No. I was waiting for Katsumi and Katsuki to get home." You felt bad that you hadn't been home to welcome your son and ask about his day.

"Well then it's a good thing that I still have some of my dinner." Mina says before she gets off the bed and motions for you to follow her.

You follow after her and watch as she heats up some food. "Mina?"

"What's up?" Mina asks as she pulls a plate and cup out.

"Do you think I'm a bad mother?" You think back to Bakugo's words as you wait for her answer.

"What? Of course not! You're a kickass mom! You didn't let your post partum depression keep you from caring for Katsumi. You stopped taking your antidepressants the same day your doctor told you that you were pregnant. You didn't want to risk anything when it came to your pregnancy." Mina says as she takes your hands. "You went above and beyond just to give birth to him. No matter what Katsuki says you are a great mother."

You fight back a new wave of tears as you hug her. "It's just so difficult. I'm trying to be better for Katsumi. I shouldn't be having those bad thoughts. I'm a mother for crying out loud. I have a priority to my son and my husband."

"But if you don't take care of yourself then how will you be able to take care of Katsumi or Katsuki?" Mina asks as she hugs you back. "Have you tried to tell Katsuki about your... thoughts?"

You step back and look down in shame. "He thinks that I'm doing better and I don't want him to know that I slipped up again."

"What happened?" Mina asks as she serves you food.

"The thoughts were too much and I did it again."

"When?" Mina asks as she walks to her dining table.

You follow her and wait for her to sit down before you do the same.

"A week ago.." You roll your sleeves up to show her your healing arms.

"Y/n.. You should have called me." Mina says as she motions for you to eat. "Have you been eating regularly? Have you been eating enough?"

You pick up your spoon before you begin to eat. You reluctantly shake your head as you look at her.

"Okay. Do you think the arguments with Bakugo are one of the things that led to this?" Mina asks.

You shake your head before you sigh. "I just don't know how to work through the emotions. It makes me feel like a child. I should know how to handle my emotions at this age."

"Why don't you see your therapist again?" Mina recommends.

"She moved a while ago." You finish eating as she gets up.

"Where is my damn bag?" Mina mumbles to herself as she looks around the apartment.

You get up and wash your dishes as you wait for her to return.

"Found it!" Mina calls out before walking into the kitchen with a business card in hand.

"What's that?"

"A number for a therapist. He's supposed to the best of the best. One of my old friends recommended him." Mina says before handing the card over. "You should see him."

You look at the card before you smile at your friend. "Thank you Mina." You wanted to get better and would try anything to do so.

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yourstrulyaiko · 9 months

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Bakugou is the type to argue with his kids about the presents under the Christmas tree were bought by him and not by a 'beardy red old man with some dumbass floating reindeer'

#bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou thoughts #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo fluff #domestic dad bakugou #domestic bakugou #i know for a fact bakugou is a competitive dad

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willowser · 7 months

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really what prompted my double boy dad bakugou post was the idea of his older son — who is six, nearing seven — coming out of his room with messy, sleep-mussed hair and wandering into the kitchen on an early morning when katsuki's getting ready for work.

and your youngest is a little terror. spoiled rotten, katsuki thinks, was too babied and that's why he doesn't listen and has temper tantrums in the middle of the floor and is already throwing punches at three. katsuki's old witch of a mother thinks he'll be bulkier than his older son and twice as mean, prone to pinning his brother to the ground until he's declared the greatest.

(katsuki feels both horror and pride, at the very thought.)

it hasn't always been easy for your oldest; becoming a big brother never is. not that katsuki would know what that's like, but he hated to even share a playground with deku, much less share his one and only mommy, so he can only imagine what his own son went through when his brother arrived.

but he's been great about it, which comes as no surprise because his oldest has always been great about everything. gets his little brother out of bed and reminds him of his manners—even as he's getting whacked—gives up his toys just so the baby won't cry. he's too smart for his own good, acting like a big boy now—and it makes katsuki nostalgic in a way that hurts.

there hasn't been a lot of time for just the two of them. not like there used to be.

so when his firstborn comes to stand beside him in the kitchen, to lean his head against his dad's hip and rub at his sleepy eyes—katsuki just ruffles his already messy hair, before giving his ear a little tug.

"should be asleep," he grumbles to him, "sun's not even up yet."

his son only shrugs, yawns hard; despite this, he says, "'m not tired."

katsuki snorts and continues with his routine: finishes his protein shake, gives the kid a sip when he thinks he wants one (he doesn't really, though he tries not to make a face at the taste as he nods, as if he likes it), makes sure he's got all his work shit in his bag for patrol later. and his son is mostly quiet, content to share in the morning just between the two of them after katsuki sits him on the counter.

and then he asks, "can i come to work with you?"

on instinct, katsuki glances at his shut bedroom door, where you're still fast asleep, on the other side, and then down the hallway to where his youngest is sleeping, too.

technically, the kid probably could because you're off work today, and you could come pick him up later before katsuki has to head out, but—

"your brother won't be happy if i take you and not him."

and your oldest is a good big brother. has more patience than katsuki ever did, knows how to share—but on this morning that the two of them are indulging in, he only shrugs.

"well," he sighs—and he sounds so grown up, sounds like you when you're leveling with katsuki. "if he wanted to go then he should have got up, too."

"that why you're awake?" katsuki frowns, though his son only shrugs again. the idea that he's gotten up way too early, at the ass-crack of dawn just to have some extra time with his dad is too—

"yeah," katsuki murmurs, nodding at him to hop off the counter. "get your socks on so we can go."

there won't be anything for him to do in the agency office, besides get an endless amount of cups of water from the dispenser and all the candy in the receptionist's bowl and attention from the older ladies that thinks he's just so stinking cute.

but at least they'll be together, just the two of them. like old times.

#idk !! i just had this picture in my head of katsuki feeling bad bc he doesnt get enough time with his oldest son 🥺#enough time with his kids at all but 🥺 definitely less with his firstborn after his brother comes along 🥺#and so sometimes they do little things like this #take a quick run to the grocery store together or he'll walk around the neighborhood with his dad #or he'll take him to work just to have some extra quality time 🥺 just the two of them 🥺#and it seemed so sweet !! so here it is hehe #cw children #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: dad bakugou #✿ theme: domestic bakugou

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little-fairy-forest · 1 month

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Stitches of love

-> bakugo x fem! Reader

-> domestic, fluff, romance, she / her

-> reader finds herself going crazy over what to get her mitsuki for motherday, little does she know she had a helping hand all along.

"Katsuki please just give me some ideas what to get her" y/n pleaded as she rests her head in her hands. The list infront of her started back as she scratches out all her ideas so far on what to get her mother in law for her birthday. Jewellery? No she had so much, a holiday? Seems like a large present for your first year as her official daughter in law, home made jam?–

"She'd love anythin' if you gave it to 'er" Katsuki grumbles as he sips his coffee staring at y/n. They both knew he was right, y/n could give mitsuki a lump of dirt and She'd be so greatful you'd swear it was a lump of gold. But if katsuki gave it to her? He'd never hear the end of how thoughtless it was...

"What are you getting her? Surely you've ran out of ideas aswell?" Y/n rubs her face in defeat as she realises she only has 3 days to find a present. The clock is ticking, especially since you have to buy it, wrap it, and pray its good enough.

"Got her and the old man tickets to that candle lit concert in Tokyo, gotta meal for them aswell before the show" katsuki says as it's the most obvious thing ever... because everyone can afford to get expensive tickets to a private showing of the Tokyo orchestra at candlelight. Y/n huffs as she moves herself away from the table, frustrated as her plans were coming to a dead-end. Katsuki shrugs as suggests they can share the present as that wouldn't be a problem, but for y/n , she wanted her own present for her own mother in law.

"Back to the drawing board"

2 days to go

The dim lights of the lamp cascade over y/n as she tries to pull out another knott that's found its way into the ball of yarn.

"Stupid thing, why are the strings so thin–"

"Why are you still awake?" Katsuki emerges from the kitchen, peeping his head into the living room to find his wife tangled in balls of yarn, frustrated at the pattern in front of her. Who know making a blanket was so difficult?

"I can't figure the pattern out, why is knitting so hard katsu! Why do people do this to relax"

"Cuz old hags have all the time in the world to do that stuff, now get your ass to bed"

The small half-arsed square that was meant to be a blanket falls flat into y/ns lap as she realises this was another failed attempt at a present for mitsuki. The blanket would've had to of been perfect, can't give a seamstress a rag and pass it off as a blanket made out of love. What symbol would that give?

"Stupid yarn"

1 day to go

The perfect way to a person's heart is through their stomach, is that how the saying goes? Doesn't matter! Either way you found yourself 3 cakes deep into perfecting this stupid old recipe. katuki claims " the old hags loves "... but why is it so hard to master the recipe?

Many hours into baking whatever is in the oven, because there's no way you can even call the lumpy mess a 'cake'. Katsuki takes over as he cannot let anything to be made in his kitchen be considered inedible. You watched as katsuki whipped around the kitchen, making dinner and cleaning up the mess you made. What are you going to do now? The deadline is near, and you've nothing to bring to the dinner tomorrow for mitsuki?

Great way to impress your mother in law

"Listen, she won't care if you've nothin in your hands sweets, trust" Katsuki says to distract you from your storming thoughts.

"I just don't know what to do babe, I've tried so many ideas. I don't have to give up but what choice do I have–"

"Quit your ramblin and go wash up before dinner," katsuki cuts your rambles with instructions. He knows it's best to distract you if you're having working thoughts.

You make your way to the bathroom to wash up before dinner. Your head is still flooded with last minute ideas of presents to give mistuki.

"Where's all the soap gone? Why doesn't katsuki refill the container when it's empty? Typical" you say, reaching into the press to grab and refill the soap dispenser. You make a quick note of things you need to get in the shops before you go to dinner tomorrow as you're almost out of some essentials.

As you rummage through the bathroom cabinet, your fingers brush against a small, inconspicuous box tucked behind some toiletries. Curiosity piqued, you retrieved it, your heart quickening as you read the label. With a mixture of trepidation and hope, you take a gamble with this last chance of a home made present.

Birthday dinner

Mistuki has been filling yous in on her latest fashion looks she has been in the process of designing since last spring. Masaru has just set down the tea post dinner as you've all settled into the sitting room to unwind after that very tasty dinner katsuki scrubbed up. Who knew your man was so kind?

"Here's your present ma..." katsuki sheeply hands over his gift knowing his mother will make a deal out of the concert he has gotten her tickets for. You watch as mistuki stumbles over with glee as she hugs? Katsuki and thanks him. You haven't seem them hug since you had gotten married!

Masaru thanks katsuki for getting him a ticket also, placing the present aside waiting for the two blonds to settle down.

" it's something small, hope we can all share this special present" you hint towards the box you hand over to mitsuki. Katsuki looks at you knowingly you done fucked up the blanket and the cake, so what did you get her?

Mistuki opens the box to find a tiny baby blanket you had hand knitted from the rags you started with, paired with a tiny test signaling your little life growing within.

Mistuki stumbles over the test, clarifying with you that what she is reading really is coming true!

"YOUR PREGNANT?!" She gleams as she jumps from her seat shuffling over to hug you. Katsuki looks at you with hope in his eyes, why hadn't you told him?!

"Yes , I hope this trumps katsuki present mistuki" you hug Mistuki back as masaru looks into the box reading the little note beside the blanket

"Cant wait to snuggle you in this blanket made out of love, sweat and tears,

Love, baby bakugo due 2X25"

Yep. You've finally outdone your husband in gift giving.

Now how will you out do Masarus birthday..

What did I just write...

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emmaelix · 2 years

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Domestic Pomeranians, Part One?

I DO NOT OWN MHA THE ANIME OR THE MANGA. NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS ARE MINE EXCEPT FOR Y/N.

Full Title: Domestic Pomeranians, Part One?: Domestic! Katsuki Bakugo X American! Wife! Reader

Y/n: Your Name. Y/L/N: Your Last Name Y/H/C: Your Hair Color. Y/E/C: Your Eye Color. Y/S/C: Your Skin Color

Seeing as the reader shall be American in this one, Japanese will be as follows, italicized. English will be normal.

Ships in This One-Shot: Bakugo X Reader/ You, Mineta X Trash

Your Quirk: Super Speed. Think of Peter Maximoff. Yeah, that's you. The only drawback to your power? You have to stop after three hours or your muscles begin fatiguing.

We love a good Domestic! Bakugo, so this might become a series. Dunno yet.

TW: For context, there are children, so if you don't like kids, don't want them, or feel triggered by mentions of pregnancy/childbirth/death/parenting, perhaps scroll away. I've got you, boo.

Bakugo's head felt like it had exploded, turned to mush, and shoved in a food processor before being pushed back into his head. His wife wasn't much better.

"Morning," Y/n Bakugo said in English, too tired to translate into her husband's native language so early in the morning. Since both she and her husband were bilingual, it wasn't an issue.

Katsuki responded with a grunt. Y/n opened her phone to check for texts from her family who still lived in America. "Sleep well?" Katsuki asked her in English, and Y/n smiled. She loved it when he spoke English in his sleepy accent. His voice was deep, which Y/n had to admit, turned her on.

"Yeah, you?" Y/n asked as she and Katsuki both got out of bed, making their own sides and getting dressed as they talked.

Katsuki snorted. "You kidding? I'm more hungover than a bat. I can't even see straight."

"Well, if you can't even be straight, why should your eyesight be?"

Katsuki made a noise and pulled Y/n's favorite shirt of his over his head. "I've got the day off today, what about you?"

Y/n nodded, then tilted her head. "The kids are still asleep, you wan-"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth she heard "Mama!" Y/n made a very unflattering noise as she walked quickly down the hall to her twin daughter's room. Noise also started coming from her son's room.

"Hang on, Kenji!" Y/n yelled as she speed-walked into her daughters' room. The blonde twins were four years old and had begun to walk. Chaos, of course, was the only result. "No, Takara! Don't eat your sister's hair! Ahma! Calm down- no! Don't go towards the window!"

Kenji, who was nine, had come into his sister's room now. "Can I help, mama?" he asked in English, motioning to his younger sister Ahma.

"Please, Kenji. Go take Ahma downstairs, then I'll deal with Taka, okay?" Kenji nodded dutifully, taking his younger sister into his arms and marching to the stairs.

Rangling Takara was much easier with Kenji's help, so Y/n was downstairs in just a few minutes with her daughter on her hip.

All three of her children had inherited Katsuki's blonde hair, but Kenji was already a miniature - but thankfully more mild-mannered - version of his father. Complete with vermillion eyes and untamable, spiky blonde hair.

"I made breakfast," Katsuki said, patting Kenji on the head and ruffling his already messy hair. Y/n smiled at her husband.

"I'm gonna run a few errands, but I'll be back in an hour or so. Think you can hang on for that long?" Katsuki chuckled and nodded, with Y/n walking quickly to the door so she could spend as much time with her kids as possible.

When Y/n got back, Katsuki was asleep in their giant armchair, with Ahma in one arm, and Kenji holding Takara next to him in the other. Y/n grabbed her phone and took a picture, uploading it to Instagram.

'My four kids' she titled the post to her Instagram, with Heroes from America, Japan, and all her friends liking and commenting on her post quickly after.

Short-ish, but I might make this a series. Feedback?

#domestic bakugou #soft bakugo katsuki #bakugo katsuki x reader #domestic mha fluff #mha #my hero academia #dad! bakugo katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo x american! reader

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thatprettybunny · 5 months

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Based on this imagine

Katsuki came to consiousness in a fucking dumpster.

His head moaned and his core ached from where the villisn had zapped him. He ruffled his way out of the garbage, cursing whatever God decided to fuck with him today as he slipped a banana peel off his shoulder. At first his mind raced. Where was he? This Alleyway was vaguely familiar, but as of right now he couldnt place it from where he stood.

His thoughts ceased however when he heard a pained female groan from the trash can. Maki! His brain went into auto pilot. Being the ever so stressed man he was, he hurridley pulled her from the trash can, cursing himself for not remembering her sooner.

God he really was an asshole. Maki had been his official, unofficial girlfriend for months, how was she not his number one priority?

“Because you aren’t her’s” a small insecure voice rang in his ear and he fought to surpress it.

The truth is Katsuki had asked her out, he had wanted her to be his girlfriend. But as fate would have it she wasn’t looking for anything serious yet, or so she claimed.

However it did irk Katsuki that her sentiment for nothing serious only seemed to apply for the actual relationship status. So for the past few months he’s been buying her flowers, she’s been unofficially staying at his place, fuck she even came over for thanksgiving last month with his parents!

Maki groaned and Katsuki snapped back out of it.

“Can you walk?” He asked, holding her pressed against him incase she fell.

“Yeah,” she staggeredly spoke, “but can we please get out of this alleyway so I can stop smelling whatever it is shat over there?” She joked, pointing her perfectly sharp red nail at a pile of brown sludge not to far off.

Katsuki’s eyes lingered on the tip of her pointed nail, remembering how good they felt digging into his shoulder blade last night. He never did understand how she managed to be a prohero and have nice nails, but he really wasn’t complaining.

He grumbled some drawled out response about how shitty of a job animal shelters did before wrapping his arm around her waist and walking out of the alley like the perfect unofficial boyfriend he was.

But as soon as they exited the alley, something invisible and heavy metaphorically punched him in the gut. His hero agency.

The one he’d started six months ago, the one he’d been struggling to keep afloat in a mediocre one story office building.

It was…

Well for lack of better words it was huge. All modern glass and potted plants. Hell, the building had grown at leat 15 floors since yesterday.

Katsuki tried not to shit himself from disbelief as he glanced around, desperate to find anything that could make sense of it.

A billboard caught his eye. All giant and holographic where it said “OFFICIAL HERO RANKINGS AS OF DECEMBER 6th 20XX” in big catchy letters. And in an even brighter array was Katsuki, no, Dynamite plastered all over it, most notably next to the words ‘NUMBER ONE HERO’

Beside him he heard Maki ask him something; she sounded concerned, but Katsuki didn’t really register any of it. Instead his mind raced. Was this really the future? Was this not just some cruel unforgiving dream bestowed on him by that lame quirk bastard whod zapped him?

The revolving door to the hero agency swung open, drawing his gaze.

And maybe Katsuki wouldnt have registered it if the woman leaving hadn’t been wheeling an army green stroller through it. Maybe he wouldn’t have registered it if it wasn’t you.

His breathe caught in his throat.

You, Prohero Spikewring, dressed in a midi, floral yellow sundress, the chunkiest pair of pink platform heels and your gorgeous curly hair out and waving in the soft breeze as you laughed at what he hoped was a baby in the stroller.

He felt his jaw tick.

God he hadn’t seen you since his first and last attended hero gala . He remembers looking down at you that night. A soft velvet midnight blue dress that hugged you in the best possible ways. Sheer gloves and dramatic winged liner. And he didn’t need to see to know you wore a signature chunky shoe. You’d sat next to him at the bar and, presumably, asked the bartender for whatever he had. He couldn’t remember exactly what the drink was, probably some variation of whisky, but what he did recall was your tentative face and your almost immediate coughing fit. Your fingers, nails all chewed up and cuticles somehow perfect held firmly onto the counter a you laughed dryly.

“How do you drink that with such a straight face?” You moaned, a pained smile on your face.

Katsuki was amused.

He found his gaze dropping to the perky curve of you chest. Your dress was strapless, and Katsuki was taller than you; granting him a free but probably creepy glance at the soft, pale skin of your chest and the peak of a black lace bra. Katsuki was maybe too amused. He laughed at your pain before grabbing a drink menu and ordering you a ‘Dynamite Passion Blaster.” A drink he was sure tasted more of juice than alcohol and was filled with a shit ton of citrusy fruit.

You let out a happy sigh when you drank the fruity concoction and somehow started a soft flow of conversation.

The rest of the night was a blur. The year’s statistics were read, you asked him to dance with you and then as you both laughed (mostly you) and slowly swayed, the clock struck midnight and then Katsuki kissed you; and you kissed him back.

Katsuki didn’t ask for your number that night, hell he didn’t even take you home that night. How could he when he knew he would be on a plane for the next twelve hours flying to the United States for a work oppertunity the very next day.

That being said, in this timeline he hadnt seen you in over a decade. Yet.

Somehow he knew you instantly. He recalled back to when he stalked your instagram. All short skirts and high shoes. Your style had evolved since then, fuck youd aged since then, but Katsuki couldn’t help but wince as his heart ached when you reached down into the pram.

Itd been over ten years. Of course you had a baby. You probably had a husband, after all you were 36 now. Hell, you could have an entirely new life by now. Youd moved on since that day, and he fucking hated how the jelousy made him feel like he hadnt.

You reached into the stroller to pull out a giggling, chunky baby. The little child’s eyes were bright enough to decay a ruby and you both laughed like Katsuki’s heart wasn’t racing at the speed of sound.

It hurt. Even though you were only his sappy lil celebrity crush, somehow it hurt to watch you wholeheartedly love a baby that wasnt his. It hurt him to know there was someone out there who hadnt blown it with you. Someone out there who youd always love more than him.

Not that you ever loved him.

Now Katsuki’s nails dug into Maki’s ever so smooth waist.

Thats right, he still had Maki.

He was about to say something, maybe an apology when the swing door swung open again, and Katsuki himself, no, the real fucking Dynamite sauntered out. His shoulders impossibly broad and his hair impossibly spikier.

Katsuki felt like beating the shit out of him.

That is until his eyes lit up and he wrapped a large veined arm around your waist, giving you an invisible kiss on the neck and pressing a soft kiss to the baby’s forehead. His baby. Meaning Katsuki’s baby with you.

Before he had time to process any of it he heard a faint analog clock ticking away in his ears, growing louder until another punch to his stomach came and he and Maki flew backwards into the pile of curious brown shit and losing consciousness.

Itd been months since that day he saw the future. Weeks since hed broke things off with Maki and days since he wondered if he should go out of his way to find you again. Unsurprisingly , he hadn’t come to a descion yet.

It’d been almost a year from that day, when Katsuki finally saw you again, and this time he didn’t let fear keep him away from you.

#bakugou fluff #bakugo katsuki #mha #bakugou x reader #bnha #bakugo katuski x reader #bnha fluff #fluff #cute #thatprettybunny #dad bakugo #domestic bakugou #moonminsuki

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angels-fantasy · 5 days

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more papa Katsuki pls! I need him and his babies, like newborn babies. Just him feeding off his babies laughter, from raspberries or tickling and just him being gentle with him, tell me he wouldn’t spoil his daughter

Dad!Bakugou With His Newborn

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Details/Warnings: cw: A BABY, papa katsuki and mom reader 😪 families are so cute i love domestic fluff

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fank yewww for the request this is so cyute >.< also im sorry for the late response to this 😰 i hope you like it!!

his daughter's laughter was probably the best sound he's ever heard. it was a sign that she was happy, so in return he was also happy.

sometimes he'd blow raspberries on her tummy just to hear her giggle some more. her little laugh never got old to him.

currently, he was sitting on the floor of the nursery with your daughter who was lying on her back, looking up at him with a scowl that was eerily similar to his.

you were leaning against the doorframe, smiling at their interaction. "what'd you do to make her mean mug you like that, huh katsuki?"

he pinched her nose lightly, making her squeal. "nothin'. she's just got a mug like me already." he said and swooped her up into his arms, cradling her as he did so.

you walked over to them and sat down next to katsuki to look at your baby girl. she was looking back and forth between the two of you from her place in katsuki's arms, not sure who to focus on.

as he held her with one arm, he brought a hand up to her little face and held out a finger for her to hold onto. she cooed as she grabbed it, gripping his finger tightly with her super baby strength.

as she continued to babble away and play with katsuki's fingers, he continued to admire her little features that were a mix of yours and his.

you giggled at their interaction, "i can't believe you said you wouldn't spoil her. look at you now," you teased, "she's got you wrapped around her little finger and she's barely about to be three months old."

he scoffed. "shaddup. i didn't say that." he lied.

you smiled and leaned your head on his shoulder, allowing him to get away with his lie this one time.

i'm sorry this was so short T_T ngl ive been in a funk lol i can't think of anything to write!! but i'm hoping it'll come back to me soon <3

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hajiberry · 1 year

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12:34 am- Katsuki bakugou

+ domestic fluff, pregnancy

“No I hate that name”, bakugou grumbles as he flips a pancake, his back to you as you sit at the barstool.

“Katsuki, you hate every name”, watching as his back muscles flex a small smirk falls on your face.

“I do not I just haven’t liked any of the ones yo- what are you smirking about?”, he asks, turning around with a plate of pancakes in his hand.

“Nothing, go on you haven’t liked any of the ones I’ve picked out huh?”,

Rolling his eyes he sets the plate down in front of you, “not my fault you literally want our kid to be bullied”

Smacking his arm, you grab a pancake, rolling it up and taking a bite out of it before arguing “his parents are pro hero’s I highly doubt he’s gonna be bullied”, raising an eyebrow at you he leans his hip against the counter, plucking a pancake from the pile.

“I would’ve bullied icy hot as a kid and his dad was the number 2 hero”, he says with a shrug, earning another smack on the arm from you.

“You’re so mean”, you say with a small giggle, knowing he’s full of shit. “You’re just trying to deflect from the fact that you called him a close friend the other day”

Glaring at you he picks off a piece of his pancake, throwing it at your face, “you’re lucky your pregnant”, gasping you let out a laugh.

“What if I wasn’t you’d hit me?”,

Reaching over he grabs your face, squishing your cheeks, “yes, because that’s what I do”, he says with an eye roll, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“We gotta pick a name for real tho”, dropping your face he nods, taking another bite of his pancake.

“I know but we got 3 months to think of our little gremlins name”,

“You gotta stop calling our unborn son a gremlin kat”, you say with a small giggle.

Reaching his hand out toward your belly he gently caresses your swollen bump, “it’s his nickname till we can actually agree on a name”

Laughing, you roll your eyes, placing your hand over his, smiling up at your sexy baby daddy. “You look really hot by the way”, you mumble, giving him slight ‘fuck me’, eyes.

Raising an eyebrow he smirks at you, “yeah?”,

“Yeah, but it’s probably just the pregnancy hormones”,

Rolling his eyes, he leans down, invading your space, “I don’t really care why you’re turned on but if you wanna blame the hormones that works”, he mumbles against your jaw, leaving kisses down your neck. This late-night pregnancy craving snack was quickly turning into something else and you were not about to stop it.

“Wanna take me upstairs?”, you whisper, leaning your head back to let your husband have more access.

“Mhm”, he mumbles before lifting you, carrying you towards the stairs where you highly doubt any sleep will be taking place.

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