#BakuDad

[puppyaulait]

Family hike

[habken]

I have been thinking too much about bakudad it’s giving me brain worms, like imagine the most aggressive Man U know and then imagine him being tender and caring to a Smol child omg 😵‍💫

I recently saw a thread on twitter about bakugou taking a kid under his wing and eventually adopting him and it was very sweet :’) I wasn’t able to find it again unfortunately, but I absolutely agree with you, he’d be a good parent!

Like a responsible parent but also cool at the same time you know lol not overly spoiling his kid but making sure they know how loved they are. If I think about his growth throughout the series, learning to take a look inside himself and recognize were his faults lie, how he actively tries to better himself + the way he talked with that one kid during the remedial lessons, I personally feel like it’s all indicative that he’d be a great dad haha

I also really love how smile (@/5mll3 on twitter) portrays bakugou as a dad, all their clone baby au stuff is the cutest <3

[ao3feed-bnha-girls]

Dad's Advice

Dad's advice by thenanni

When Bakugou screws it BIG TIME, maybe his dad can do some help

- "Is she important to you?" A grunt was all he got. (...) "

Words: 2987, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki's Parents, Ashido Mina, Kirishima Eijirou, Class 1-A

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako

Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, free the nipple, Bakudad to the rescue, insignificant angst, huge confort, Bakugou Katsuki is a Dork, Uraraka Ochaco is a dork too, Protective Bakugou Katsuki, Hi Dani!, Happy Ending, Don't worry, Just enjoy

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44747354

[superworldunkown]

Earn your Stripes

Yo, its been a (checks watch) minute, since I’ve posted so welcome to my, here’s a post and I disappear until the last leaf of summer drops from the trees. Hope everyone is safe and well.

Summary: We earn our scars in different ways, no matter the method, Bakugou finds yours both beautiful and worthy of recognition. Per usual Bakugou X BlackFem! Reader (because melanin) 

‘Fuuuucckk....’ You were really trying hard not to swear. You knew it was going to be a hard habit to kick, but when the burning pain shoots through your body when you’re simply trying to put your pajamas...c’mon! This shit sucks. In fact, screw it, you’re sleeping in your undergarments and a robe again. 

Letting your shorts drop to the floor and reaching for your robe you stood in the bathroom mirror, examining your broken, but present form. Your eyes were sunken in, your once glowing dark skin was both dried and lackluster, and at the base of your abdomen, there it was. 

The Scar. 

Stretching horizontally across your frame, still swollen and inflamed. The flesh around it where your body once was controlled and firm, now sagging in defeat.  You gingerly ran your fingers across the divot of skin, hissing where you you could feel that burning pain, and pondering the sensation on places where you could not. 

You wondered what it would look like once it healed; could feel down there again? Could you hide it? How long until you can put pants on without wanting to rip the clothing in half?!

“Hey...” 

You knew that gravely voice followed by a gentle knock. Quickly you wrapped your robe across your stomach only to yelp in pain as the fabric brushed too harshly against your skin. buttery soft feel your ass, this robe was a lie!

Suddenly the door swung open and Katsuki appeared right in front of you, one hand on your cheek and the other on your shoulder. His eyes, despite their own fatigue were lazar focused on you, scanning every inch of you in a matter of seconds - “What happened?” 

“Nothing.” You shushed him while turning your head to face the mirror, dragging your cheek along his fingertips as you turned, “...Wardrobe malfunction.” 

“So you’re...alright?” He asked, voice much calmer. 

You smirked, now staring at the elephant, or should you say, giant scar in the room, “Thats a loaded question...I look disgusting.”

“The fuck you dont!” Your partners voice shook you out of your self invited pity party. “Why the hell would you say that?”

Was he...serious? You turned to face him, pushing your robe back and letting the scar grace every watt of light in the bathroom, “This, look at this.” 

Katsuki’s red eyes stared at you as if he was drinking every bit of you in as if he was seriously looking for the ‘this’ as if it wasn’t silently screaming at him from your abdomen. Finally he put two and two together. For someone so observant he always did have a bit of trouble reading social cues. But, you loved him for it none the less. 

“You’re really worried about that?” His question had a bit of astonishment to it, “After what just happened?” 

Now you’re questioning everything. Your body turned inward a bit, “Well...yeah? It’s not like the badge of honor scars you get from hero work.” You gestured to the star like mark that graced his bare chest, he saved his best friend that day. “This is different.” 

Katsuki let out a frustrated exhale. His hands drew themselves back up to your body to latch on to your elbows, this time with a bit of firmness as to keep you from both physically and mentally wandering away from what he uttered next, “I know that stupid book you gave me to read said I can’t swear er whatever but you’re sounding fucking crazy right now.” He cut you off before you could even think of disagreeing with him, “You got that badass scar because you did something that I could never do. That scar doesn’t make you a hero, but it makes you a mom. So get your head out of your ass and be proud of yourself....and stop bending over and walkin’ up and down the damn stairs all the time. You need something you ask me, got it?” 

To save yourself from bursting in to tears you leaned into his strong frame, finding comfort against his chest, “Thank you. You’re...I don't know what I’d be without you.” 

“Heh.” He chuckled while equally basking in the glow of your touch and the smell of the curls that his chin rested upon, “Not nearly as interesting, that’s for sure.” For the sake of his kind words earlier, you let his egotistical rebuttal go for the time being. 

  You didn’t know how long the two of your stood in each other's embrace, but it was only a matter of time before the distant wails of your little one brought you both slowly back to the reality of parenthood.

“Go lie down, would ya.” your husband ordered softly, “I got the little gremlin.” 

“Kiara.” You smirked, “Our daughter’s name is Kiara.” 

AN: Sending much love to my C-Section Parents out there. You the real MVPs <3

[writersmorgue]

Bakugo Being a Little Shit

absolutely will stick his foot out to trip you and then pretend he didn't

doesn't close the door when he leaves your room (is it spite or ignorance,,, you don't know)

snorts at the most inappropriate fucking moments

he thinks he's so fucking funny

teases you with dead bugs

when you fall he laughs

when you lose a spar he laughs

he laughs like a little shit

(i like that laugh hehehehe, THAT is how he laughs)

no warning he will haul you over his shoulder and just fucking book it

if you ever need braces he will tease you relentlessly

edging.

when he becomes a father

oh lord

he will give you heart attacks daily by just holding your child

"no don't worry about it babe look they love it"

"OH SHI- haha just kidding"

that image of Hemsworth dangling his toddler by the leg.

daily.

teaches the kids to cuss, no regrets

when you chew him out for it he smiles like that cat

learns to cuss in other languages just to spite you

takes pictures whenever you are drunk or otherwise under the influence and saves them in an album that he regularly updates

shows it to your house guests

you cough the tiniest bit and he's whacking you on your back so hard

taps shit in morse code just to freak people out

[bakubros-boo-thang]

Thirty seconds: Cameras & Caramel

Bakugou x ‘model’ reader

Warnings: cursing, sfw, mentioning of body type

Quirk: Stopping time ( limited time and limited amount of people)

Summary: When your roommate kinda pushes fate at your doorstep you end up in bed with Bakugou. That wouldn’t be so bad, except for the pervy director, the spotlights and the fact that you are definitely not used to model. Atleast you can make sure you get your 30 seconds of peace....

Art by : Chocalicia

Bakugou hated these types of things. He knew that being a hero on the rise meant that he had to grow his fanbase. He HAD to be known. He had to show up at random places, on billboards, in magazines and on tv. Not just for the live broadcastings if his fights, but also in random commercials.

He hated those commercials most. With magazines it was just a picture, a second of pretending. With commercials you had to pretend for longer. Professional models were at least professional about it, but those aspiring ones were trying so hard to get more out of the shoot than just a paycheck. They probably went into the shoot just for him. It would be a lie if he never ended up next to a stranger because of that. He had a busy schedule and sometimes he was touch starved. Those moments were the only moments his “work” and private life were combined. The rare private life he had.

You on the other hand had no idea what you were up to. You never wanted to be a model, so you weren’t. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. When searching for a “plus-sized” model in the middle of Tokyo you -a foreigner- stood out and when asked for a one time job, you had politely declined until your roommate had said: “You are here for that once in a lifetime moment, get out of your comfort zone, fuck the insecurities and experience that moment”. So here you were. Wearing a sleeveless top and black sleeping shorts. Laying in a fake bed, on a fake set, bright spotlight hurting you eyes and with a blanket only covering your ass and barely covering your boobs (which looked nude bc of the illusion). Since your friend pushed you to do this, she was the one who did all the talking. You just knew that you were supposed to lay like this, act shocked by your male counterpart and needed to smell his perfume. Something about “Comforting and sexy.” It was a stupid catchphrase. You had been living in Japan for a couple months, studying quirks.... you had only chosen that major, because of your own struggle with your quirk and had no real goal with the study, but the chance to finish up the course in Japan was something you couldn’t pass up. Since Japan was the country with the most development of quirks, it was the perfect choice. You worked a part-time job as a barista on the side and you couldn’t complain. But when you saw him you definitely wanted to complain. The first thing you noticed was the spiky blond hair, then his red piercing eyes and since you didn’t want him to catch you staring at his abs, you decided to use your quirks. The room was filled with eight people including the two of you so it wasn’t that difficult to do. And so you just paused everyone. You knew that you could only keep it up for thirty seconds at most, but in those seconds you could take a good look at him. At the bored expression he had, the way he was only wearing low hanging jeans and those rock-hard abs. You had barely fifteen seconds left to just readjust yourself one last time, trying to ignore your insecurities and give yourself the ultimate poker face, you laid in the position. Time went back on an nobody seemed to have noticed the missing seconds. Bakugou definitely looked slightly confused, which didn’t stop him from walking towards you and yelling to no one in particular: “Let’s get this shit over with, I have things to do.” He didn’t even acknowledge you. “Okay let’s get this thing right in the first take. Bakugou you just came home from a long patrol, you walk over to your s/o who is all curled up in bed and you give her a kiss on her cheek, she wakes up smelling your neck and realizes that you still smell like our cologne. She pulls you towards her and then it’s CUT, since we need to keep this safe for work right? We will film the solo clips of you after this scene. Ready? ACTION.”

Bakugou walked towards you. His face looked kind, maybe even loving in some cocky way though. Confidence was more the right word. You quickly close your eyes knowing you have to be ‘asleep’. 20 seconds later your eyes still haven't opened up, Bakugou was supposed to kiss you awake right? “DUMBASS WHY AREN’T YOU DOING YOUR DAMN JOB.” You couldn’t even respond, he scared you with the way he talked, of course you had heard of him. The hero with the terrible temper, but still experiencing it first-hand kinda sucked. “I... I... I didn’t....” The director cut you off. “CUT, let’s try it again.” Bakugou had already gone back to reshoot the scene. “ACTION.” He walked towards you again. This time you knew the camera would only focus on your face when he ‘kissed’ your cheeks, which he wasn’t planning on actually doing. You didn’t know whether it was him being respectful or him hating you, but it really annoyed you so you decided to give him a little payback. As he faked kissing your cheek you decided to use your quirk and pause only him. You didn’t touch his lips. You did however smell him. He didn’t smell like that disgusting cologne. He smelled like sweat and something burning. A light caramel smell. It was intoxicating. You had forgotten that you had only paused him, so the rest of the crew saw Bakugou standing over you with pouted lips not moving at all. When you realized that you were still pausing him, you quickly released the quirk and here he was all flustered, confused and definitely annoyed at himself for losing his cool. You felt a little guilty, but on the other side this was his payback. No one said anything about the rising hero’s pouted lips though, not wanting to trigger the hero’s anger. “Let’s just try it once more. Action.” Before Bakugou walked back to his starting point he whispered “ err... sorry for acting so creepy. I... I don’t know what’s gotten into me.” Now you DID feel horrible. You had to make sure this take worked out.

He walked over to you and actually kissed your cheek. You let go of all your insecurities, ‘Opened’ your eyes and you smiled at him with a smile full of love (mostly due to the fact that you were still intoxicated by his smell and of course his good looks, and maybe that apology did kinda make him seem... likeable), you once again smelled his neck which was far from punishment and the rest was just natural to you. Pushing your hands over to his neck and pulling him in felt amazing. Seeing him lay next to you felt even better and even he couldn’t help but to give you a tiny smile. Probably because you were radiating so much happiness. (Which was definitely not because you were such a good actor). “CUT. This was perfect, there is just one little thing I want to add, but give me two minutes before I explain. You can stay in your positions.” Bakugou looked at you. Just now noticing the way you looked naked. “Are you comfortable like that?” He asked. “Err... not really, but probably because this is my first time doing this.” He clicked his tongue “Tsk you’re not a model?” You shrugged “Nope just a regular barista who’s roommate forced her to end up in this weird commercial for err... cologne right?” Bakugou chuckled, “Yeah goddamn awful cologne.” You couldn’t help but agree. “They made me smell a tester, you definitely didn’t smell like that, fortunately.” He raised his eyebrow “How did I smell then, extra?” But his “extra” didn’t sound as threatening as it usually sounded in the fight videos on his Youtube page. It sounded more like a dare, but before you got the chance to explain the director already started explaining his new idea. “ I know we are not supposed to do anything not safe for work, but sex still sells, so we will just plant a seed.” He couldn’t help but give you a pervy look that made you feel sick to your stomach. “Only thing you two should do is end up under the covers, that's it. Action!” He continued.

“WHAT THE HELL, DO YOU EXPECT ME TO GO UNDER THE BLANKET WITH HER?!” Bakugou screamed. It wasn’t supposed to hurt. You barely knew him, but still hearing him get so angry for having to look at you and sharing that small space with him, definitely did hurt.

“Bakugou, why are you being difficult?” The director sighed. “ Look how you made her look, this girl has never been on a set and you already made her lay nude under a blanket, expecting me to go under that blanket. I’m not a FUCKING PERVERT GODDAMIT!” He was looking so angry, but you had to tell him. You slightly tapped his shoulder. “WHAT?!” He screamed. “Err... Bakugou...” You lifted up the blanket. “I’m not naked.” You couldn’t help but notice the quick scan he gave your body. You couldn’t blame him, especially since you had done the same. “Oh well, still you shouldn’t do anything you don’t feel comfortable with.” You gave him a tiny smile. “Don’t worry I trust you, it’s only for a second right.” He couldn’t help it. You intrigued him. The way you made him forget what he was doing (literally), the way you were sooo out of place, but still seemed to enjoy your time here and the way you just talked to him. “Alright let’s go then ACTION.” And the crew just knew Bakugou’s “action” was just as valid as the director’s.

You continued with the loving looks. Bakugou’s smile was a lot bigger than before, “He can really act.” You thought to yourself. And while you were still holding his neck in your arms, he grabbed the blanket and put it over the two of you in a swift move. Now you were surrounded in the dark. The only thing you could see were his red eyes. “Thanks for making me feel at ease today Bakugou. It was nice of you being cautious whether you should kiss me. Err... I mean kiss my cheek.” You stammered quickly, knowing that this conversation could only take a few seconds. “ No problem Dumbass. I’m still cautious though..” his face was closer now. “About what?” You let out. Feeling butterflies in your stomach, feeling your breathing stagger and your hands getting sweaty. “About whether I should kiss you right now. You’re probably too nervous with everyone around right?” How had he known that you wanted to kiss him? You felt humiliated, but still you had a ace up your sleeve. “Don’t worry about that, I already paused everyone.” You said with a smirk. “WAIT A MINUTE, you DAMN extra were the one to pau...” but he couldn’t finish his sentence. You had already put your lips on his and he had already forgotten all about his anger. That day you found out that you could use your quirk to a much longer extent than 30 seconds.

Authors note: Just a quick story I came up with. Hope you enjoyed it and would appreciate a reblog💚

[baachu]

Sero might perish. Either way, this will be a birthday Bakugou will never forget. It had the coolest piñata.

*DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION*

[cottoncandyjester]

“Hey daiki why do you make the characters you simp for father figures to sad orphans?”

Cause my darling I have...good old fashioned ✨d a d d y I s s u e s ✨

“What a weird looking kid..kinda creepy”

“So are they a girl or a boy?”

“What’s their name?”

“You really gonna keep them?”

Bakugo scowled at all the nosey questions he was getting from his friends and gave a light scoff “their name is Kira, so far they seemed fine with any pronoun I give them..” katsuki trailed off his eyes glaring at Kira who seemed preoccupied in trying to lick the outlet so like the good hero katsuki was he took off his shoe and chucked it at the kid hitting them in the back of the head warning a high pitched Yelp.

“The hell did I say bout trying to lick random stuff!? Get your ass over here!” He snapped to the six year old who let out unintelligible grumbling. “What did you say!?” Katsuki snapped out

“How can you understand him?” Kirishima mumbled out curiously while denki was grinning “I like this girl’s style!” He chirped out. “Wait, what’s their quirk?” Mina asked as katsuki held Kira upside by their legs shaking them earning a crazed fit of giggles as they swung back and forth finding amusement in this.

“Eh? When they make eye contact with you you’re stuck in mental purgatory. Forced to suffer your own personal hell in your mind over and over til they blink” katsuki said casually as he swung Kira back and forth his bangs making his eyes slightly noticeable and the others quickly looked away before katsuki pulled Kira up holding them.

“S-so you with a kid? You don’t really scream father figure to me bakubro” Kirishima said as he glanced back up. It was pretty amusing how katsuki looked angry while holding what seemed to be the happiest kid on the planet. “I’m a great fucking dad! Not that I’m claiming this brat or whatever! I’m just watching them til their parents are found!” He snapped as he randomly plopped Kira on the couch making him laugh from the roughhousing.

“How long have you had him?”

“...two weeks..” katsuki mumbled out and sero gave a cocky grin “papa bakugo~” he teased out now getting denki to join him. “Papa bakugo!” Denki cheered.

They were all kicked out a few seconds later. Katsuki scowled in anger as he closed the door marching upstairs to the bathroom and starting the bath water while grumbling under his breath in anger.

“I’m katsuki motherfucking bakugo who do they think I am? Playing house and shit? No way!” He hissed out as he soon turned the water off. “Oi! Brat! It’s time for a bath!” He snapped out only to hear silence..not good.

“I swear to god if you died I’m gonna kick your ass!” Katsuki shouted as he walked around the house stopping when he saw Kira writing something in red chalk. As much as he wanted to scream for writing on the floor he paused at the sight..was that his name?

“Ka-ka-soo-”

“It’s katsuki, look” katsuki hissed out as he took the chalk “the kanji for katsuki means win while bakugo means explosion..pretty badass name Eh?” The blonde chimed out with a cocky grin.

“Bakudan!”

“you trying to pick a fight with me brat?! I’m more than some little fucking bomb! It’s explosion! Bakugo!” He snapped and snatched kira up slinging them over his shoulder ignoring the excited laughs “come take a bath already before I kill ya” he hissed out in annoyance.

“Bakudan! Bakudan! Bakudan!”

“Shut up!”

After one aggressive bath katsuki got out the shower noticing first off that Kira was sleeping in his bed instead of the sleeping bag he laid on the ground, and secondly their hair wasn’t dried off.

“Dumb brat, you’ll catch a cold..” katsuki hissed as he walked towards the bed reaching out softly brushing some of kira’s hair from their face seeing the scars around his eyes as if he got stabbed.

“What the hell did they do to you?” Katsuki whispers as he sat on the bed and gave a long sigh..what was he to do? Without thinking he moved Kira over now laying next to them feeling their tiny hands reach out clinging to his shirt making him sigh.

How can he just leave them alone when they were already so attached to him like this?

[mackenziebrooks]

The more I make my BakuDeku love child oc the more my heart breaks with sadness and then gets filled up with fluff!

[bnha-ramblings]

Bakugou’s parents for the ship ask thing?

Fav thing: I like the contrasting personalities

Least fav thing: I want more Bakufam as a whole

Fav line: There’s not much in canon of them so I’m going with anything of them by @ponpox especially this one

Do I ship them: yep

Random headcanon: Inko and Masaru have been friends for years so when he comes in red as a lobster and waxing poetry about some blonde with ruby eyes, she knows she has to meet this girl. Inko somehow gets her name amongst all the stuttering and goes looking, finding her easily enough. Before she even talks to her, Inko knows Mitsuki seems to be a very blunt person so she takes a deep breath before walking right up to her. “Hi, my name is ____ Inko and my friend, Bakugo Masaru has the biggest crush on you.” Mitsuki, for her part, is shocked at this tiny greenette suddenly appearing before her, but she appreciates the determined look in her eye. She grins and loops her arm with Inko’s, “We’re gonna be great friends, so I’ll at least go meet him.” And the rest was history.

(I didn’t mean to write out a whole scenario and this is also lowkey giving me Hamilton vibes except Inko isn’t in love with Mitsuki)

Unpopular opinion: they might be one of my favorite couples

Song associated with them: Girlfriend (Avril Lavigne)

Fav pic:

Masterlist

[theravencawsatmidnight]

Single dad Bakugou x reader-chan

Htxrfhbuh FTESCYBBIN *exploads*

I do NOT care if this is long .

Explosions & Water

It was 4 in the morning and Bakugo was awake trying to learn his daughters math homework . These new lessions were the most stupidest thing on earth. She was not very good at it and he wanted to help. Bakugo became a single dad when his daughter Miuna got her quirk . She could shoot water balls out of her hands and they would expload on impact or whenever she made a fist. She could make them float in place too. Miuna’s mother had a similar quirk and Bakugo was thankful she did not have his quirk . Atleast her mother could help her with it .

That is untill he came home one day early from patrol to find her in his bed with some other guy. The house blew up, litterally. He set the room on fire . Thankfully Miuna was at school but... he needed to buy a new house now.

Bakugo got full custody of Miuna surprisingly . He thought for sure her mother would take her but she had no interest . It irked him to no end. Thankfully Kirishima offered to help out, Deku did too.

Miuna was 7 and had little controll over her quirk . Sometimes the house would be drenched in water or the back yard would have a hole in it filled with water , or he would find floating bubbles that would burst in his face . He made her wear gloves sometimes when they were home and she didint like it, she felt like he was trying to surpress her quirk. Sometimes they would argue and it always ended in Miuna crying in her room with bubbles everywhere.

Bakugo would have to go in and walk all around the bubbles to get to her. He would sit on her bed explaining how her quirk was similar to his, if she was not carefull she could put a bubble on someones head drowning them. He explained thats why she needed gloves and she would cling to him telling him it wont ever happen. He hoped it would never , ever happen.

Bakugo rubbed his face closing the text book laying his head down on his arms falling asleep. In the morning he woke up to Miuna shaking him.

“Daddy..”

“What..” he looked at her rubbing his eye.

She was a little short, long blue hair like the sea with bright blue eyes.

“I missed the bus” she said awkwardly

He shot up grabbing her stuffing her books in her little Ground Zero backpack and running out the door down the steet.

“GOD DAMN IT MIUNA!”

“Im sorry Daddy i was watching a Hero show!!!”

“AUGGHH!!!!”

He ran all the way there, her back pack strap in his mouth and Miuna over his shoulder . The school was coming into view and Bakugo stopped right at the door panting scaring all the teachers . He put her down . Miuna took her back pack from her fathers mouth and hugged his legs.

“Bye daddy!!! I love you!!!”

“I .. i lo- he heaved- love you to Miuna.”

The teachers brought her inside and Bakugo yelled before the doors shut . “REMEMBER WHAT I SAID ABOUT THE GLOVES!!!!” The door clicked shut .

Bakugo turned around slowly walking off of school grounds. Being a Pro Hero was easy. But fatherhood? Fuck..ing... christ..

He decided to go rest at the nearby park , he threw himself down on the bench groaning. He had fucking patrol in a few hours . He shut his eyes slowly calming down.

Ten minutes into his nap someone sat down next to him , he growled opening his eyes to see you waving .

“Hey Katsu! Ya okay or what?”

You went to UA with Bakugo and you were in the Support class. You and Bakugo were friends for the most part. Just like Kiri you calmed him down whenever he was angry or antsy. You had a couple flirty moments but someone always came over ruining it. You both did not feel something untill the training camp though. Bakugo was in the unisex spring trying to unwind from Aizawa’s intense training. When you came in you just had the towel on . You both blushed, you both were not exactly allowed to be in here. You sat near Bakugo and thats when you both knew . Unfortunately you went to a Agency a city over and lost contact. But after UA you had come back since you missed the city you grew up in.

“Miuna.. missed the bus”

“Sooo you ran all the way there didint ya?”

“Yep..”

“How is.. the quirk training going?”

“Im not training her.. im making her wear gloves Y/N. Theres a chance she could drown someone, i cant let her have that on her mind.. i dont know what to do”

You thought on it , youre eyes traveled all around the Pro Heroes body too. You missed him. Getting back in contact with him was like a breath of fresh air.

“Katsu , do you want help? I can null quirks ya know. Make em a tad weaker. “

He looked over at you and you threw up a peace sign at him smiling .

“Yeah.. that would be great Y/N.”

[itsleese]

Catch me populating that island w Bakugo 👀 ain’t deserted no more

OMG YESSSSSSSSSSSS BABY BAKUS EVERYWHERE, IM CLUCKY AF ATM 🥵

[superworldunkown]

Sleepy Scaries

AN: Back Back  Back again. Bakudad at it again. 

Summary: Bakugou awakens from a terrifying nightmare. Seriously, someone give this man a hug, or a stuffed animal.  Bakugou x Daughter Kiara

“Another damn nightmare.” 

Bakugou tried to reassure himself by repeating the phrase for the 20th time as his hand clutched his heart and the other twisting the sheets into a knot that would be near impossible to untangle. His body hunched over on the bed, sweat from his forehead beading due to the change in gravity. Everything was shaking, his breath, his hands the fucking room. It was almost worse waking up from the dream than living through it. Reality now sunk in that the darkness of his past still had some hold over him. And even in the comfort of his own home, his bed, he couldn’t save and he couldn’t win.

He hated that dream.

He was always stuck. Frozen in place or in fear. He couldn’t tell. Stuck watching those he loved and let close diminish in front of him. Never not good enough, fast enough, smart enough, agile enough to save them. His own fears, anxiety, guilt, and shame manifesting into a twisted version of his own reflection, holding him still, unable to move, only to watch. 

He hated the damn dream. It was always the same with varying characters switching in and out. When he was a child it was his parents and Izuku. When he was a bratty adolescent, All Might. Now, in his adulthood, it was a combination of everyone, including you and your child. Maybe that’s why he pushed everyone away. If he didn’t get close to anyone, he didn’t have to see them perish behind is closed lids. Maybe that’s why he shielded himself with his ironclad, narcissistic ego. Perhaps if he trained to be the best he could win all his battles, both real and imaginary. 

Either way, it was nonsense, and did he mention he hated this damn dream?! 

“Daddy...are you okay?” 

Fuck.

Bakugou had forgotten, instead of you by his side he was sleeping next to his three year old daughter. 

The two of them asleep in the bed after a late night bedtime story had gone awry. And by awry, meaning they had both fallen asleep well before the end of the story. What did you expect - it was well past 8:30pm when she wanted the damn story, of course he was going to fall asleep reading it! 

Eyeing the small child, Bakugou saw a flash of her concerned red orbs through the thickness of her curly blonde hair.  If only you were here. You always knew how to shake him out of this feeling. It had almost been a year since the last nightmare and you were at his slide, his head pressed against your chest with soothing circles being drawn into his back.

Bakugou tried his best to quell the fear that rattled through is body to put on a his usual face for his daughter. There was no way in hell he was going to try to unpack the emotional trauma of his complicated life to his three year old daughter, let alone ask her to hold his hand while he cried about it. 

Fuck. That!  “It’s nothing. Go back to bed will ya?” 

“Not nothing,” Kiara protested. Bakugou should have known better, Kiara was the best and worst combination of you and him. Determined, and stubborn. And she wasn’t letting up. “...Did you have a sleepy scary?” 

A what? Once the childhood term registered in his brain he bit his lip in a snarl. Damnit, she was good, “Hell no. I ain’t scared of shit-” 

“I’ll get help!” Kiara exclaimed while scrambling off the bed and trotting her feet out of the room.

“Oi! Get back here!” Bakugou’s brash command was cut abruptly by her daughter’s hushing ‘Shhh!’ from what seemed to be her bedroom across the hall. Bakugou, clearly not happy being hushed by his own child but also too emotionally drained to fight her order leaned back to rest his head against the headboard. Of all nights for you to have a late night out with the girls, it had to be tonight. In his mind, Bakugou was already beginning to find the ways to yell at Kirishima for letting Mina come up with the terrible idea. 

His eyes focused back on the doorway once he heard his daughters tiny footsteps enter the room. Her hands were full of oversized stuffed animals that she began throwing on the bed. “Here take Ushi...no wait! Take Hitsuji...wait wait wait-” 

Bakugou, tired of dodging stuffed animals that were launched his direction barked back, “I dont want any of em - throw one more and I’m ripping it in half-” 

“Here, you can have Mimi Manatee. And if you break her, I’ll bite you Daddy.” 

He remembered this one. His hands reached for the oversized sea cow, remembering the day he brought it home from one of his missions oversees when Kiara was much smaller and far less threatening. It had seen better days, its gray fur was wearing in a few places and an eyeball was missing.

“She smells like candy!” Kiara exclaimed while taking the last armful of stuffed animals onto the bed to begin tucking them in. 

Bakugou, watching to see that his daughter was fully distracted before doing so, took a sniff of the creature. Liar, it smelled like syrup. Yes, the day after he got Kiara the stuffed toy (and faced ridicule from all his alumni hero comrades for dragging the stuffed animal through the airport terminal) she decided manatees liked pancakes and smothered it with her breakfast, which lead to a temper tantrum when Bakugou whisked the stuffed creature from her arms and into the laundry. 

Or, maybe it wasn’t that smell... it smelled like Kiara. That had to be it it. It was the same smell that would linger on his hero outfit when he gave his daughter he longest hug before his missions. 

No...perhaps it smelled like you. The day that he had met you several years ago in the courtyards of U.A. You were eating something obnoxiously sticky that stuck to his school uniform when you were accidently pushed into his direction. He made you wash his jacket, and when you returned it to him with the word ‘King Explosion Loser’ sewn into inside of the garment he knew you’d be his wife someday. 

Perhaps the stupid animal was a mix of all of those things. All of those memories, many of them annoyances at their conceptions, but beautiful to look back on in reflection. Glancing back at his now sleeping daughter he pulled the covers up to her chin before he adjusted himself into a resting position. His mind wandered back into sleep as he reminiscenced upon the source of oddly sweet smell of Mimi Manatee, which he held closely tucked in his arms. 

[hero-quotes-but-not-really]

Bakugo: *holds up baby Izuku rafiki style* HE'S ONLY BEEN LIKE THIS FOR FIVE MINUTES, BUT IF ANYONE ELSE TOUCHES HIM, ILL PERSONALLY DESTROY THEIR ENTIRE BLOODLINE!

Kirishima: can I play as the mom? *reaches for baby Izuku*

Bakugo: *pulls baby Izuku away* GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU RED HAIRED LOSER!

[stresselephant-art]

Bakugou: what have got there, Deku?

Midoriya, holding Shouta in one hand panicking: ...a smoothie.

[lovekatsukibakugo]

Bakugo Labor Headcanons

So I may or may not know a lot about labor, but whatever! I’ve never given birth, but I had an odd obsession as a kid to watch baby shows on TLC so yeah. 

Warning for some gory labor stuff, so proceed with caution but uh it’s just natural life stuff so yeah. 

Telling him Headcanons and Pregnancy Headcanons 

The third trimester was the worst of it

Bakugo up and finds you crying more often than not and he doesn’t know what to fucking do about it

He has tried EVERYTHING to make you stop crying

It takes a few times for him to realize that these things just need to pass

But he does remind you that it will all be over soon

Your due date is in three weeks but you swear you’re not gonna make it that long

He assures you that you’re strong and that you can do it - you can do anything

One night was especially bad with the crying and the only thing you wanted were cuddles

“I just want this baby out of me!”

You finally fall asleep in his arms

He can’t sleep because you’re uncomfortably turning over and kicking him

So he gets up to get a drink of water

It’s like three o’clock in the flipping a.m.

He hates leaving you alone, but he settles on the couch to get at least a few hours asleep

He really feels bad about it but he made sure you were sleep before he fell asleep

Not even a full hour later, he hears you yelling for him and he’s ready to run THROUGH the wall to get to you

He doesn’t

But when he gets to you, he can only stand in the doorway as you’re standing beside the bed, leant against the nightstand

You can’t talk so he doesn’t know that your water just broke and that you’re having a contraction

When he comes over to check on you, he sees the mess on the bed and the look of pain on your face and he’s worried

When you can finally tell him what’s wrong, he starts to freak out internally

You don’t have a to-go back packed

You haven’t picked out your little girl’s name yet

You don’t have everything ready

But it’s fucking go time!

He helps you get changed into a clean pair of clothing and gets the car ready

He doesn’t have the baby seat installed in the car and he’s cursing up a storm and beating himself up for it

He ends up throwing it in to do later

And he takes you to the hospital

Once you’re settled in the room, it’s a waiting game and one he doesn’t want to play

I’m not gonna sit here and tell you if you do an epidural or not ‘cause it isn’t my place! But either way, childbirth is beautiful regardless of how you go about doing it!

But Bakugo is there by your side the entire time, holding your hand through every contraction

He had to call his parents and your parents to tell them it’s finally happening

Though he called Kirishima first, he didn’t answer the first time

Kirishima: “It’s almost five in the morning, what is so important?”

Bakugo: “You’re about to be a fucking uncle! Get your ass to the hospital now!”

It made you laugh so hard you were scared you were gonna push the baby out then and there

But soon you’re surrounded by your family and friends, all of them cycling through the tell you how much of a good job you’re gonna do nad out great of parents you’ll be

And then it’s time to push

And you only want Bakugo in the room with you so he forces everyone out

He holds your hand through the whole ordeal

It doesn’t take long

And when he sees the doctor take your little girl and place her on your belly, he’s about to cry

“She’s here.”

It’s the softest you’ve ever heard his voice

You’re already crying

The nurses take her to clean her up and that’s when Bakugo kisses you and whispers how wonderful you did

After things cool off, you’re holding your little girl in your arms and she’s holding Bakugo’s finger

The three of you, a brand new family, are all snuggled up together on the bed

You’re tired, not saying anything, and just listening to Bakugo talk to his new little angel

“I’m going to teach you everything I know and I’m not going to let anyone hurt you.”

He’s really adamant about protecting her but also teaching her how to protect herself in the future

Kirishima cries for you when you’re too tired to do it yourself

They’re many tears

But no one cares because no one has seen Bakugo so soft before and it’s a moment everyone basks in

You’re first family photo is just that too: you, Bakugo, and your daughter minutes after she was born

And Bakugo couldn’t have asked for a better image to keep close

Because he thought his life was complete before, but now he has someone else to make it all the better