#bakudad

[puppyaulait]

Family hike

[chichislide]

i love the way you portray bakugou it’s so cute bc he’s never mean to us 🥺😭

could you write a little drabble about bakugou coming laying in bed with you after he put your little girl to bed 😩🥺 he‘s kissing you all over and telling you how much he loves you, and he lets you sleep on his chest just like he knows you love ♥️

first off TYSMMM that’s so nice to hear bc i seriously try my best ^_−☆ i’m not rlly a big fan tsudares so i like to write kat to act as if we are the only girl in the world

also this is barely a drabble if even bc i can never stop myself

you’ve had a long day, already half asleep on the couch as your three year old daughter played with her dolls on the floor. you and katsuki sitting half watching her, half on your phones. “do you want me to put her to bed tonight?” looking over at you. you had given him the eye that says ‘i’m too tired to do shit’ understanding, kissing your forehead while standing up, walking to the kitchen to get your babies sippy cup.

coming back he picked your toddler off the floor and placed her on his hip, “you ready for bed, baby?” a kiss to her head as he hands her the sippy cup filled with milk, graciously taking the milk from her dad “noooo, daddy i wanna stay up” a pout displaying on her features “sorry princess but you gotta go to bed,” rubbing her back “cant have you being cranky in the morning” no response from the little girl as she drinks her milk, head snuggled onto the side of her dad’s chest “give mommy kisses night night” leaning her down a little as he takes her cup from her hand “night night mommy” sending a kiss on your cheek “night night baby, love you” moving her hair behind her ear as she gets lifted back up, katsuki re-adjusting her in his arms. “come on, let’s get you changed and in bed”

it’s been about 20 minutes, you’ve taken your makeup off, done skincare, and changed into pajamas. laying in bed, about to sleep you hear your bedroom door creek open, turning to see katsuki undressing for bed. turning around clad with just loose boxers on, “your still up?” he pulled back the covers to slip in next to you. “yea, hard to sleep without you..” you let him get situated in bed before snuggling up together, “was she trouble tonight?” you asked rising your head looking at katsuki’s tired gorgeous face, “no, an angel as always, getting out of that tiny ass bed without me waking her is the hardest part” an arm thrown around you to push you closer to him. "maybe you're the one who should put her to be more often, it's like she thinks anything can go with me" running your hand through the indents defying his abs, a small hum coming from him not having anything to add but agreeing. "she probably doesn't act out for you because she misses you, all day she talks about you" he pulls you up so your head lays flat on his upper chest, "well you know the days i'm home and your not? she's talking about you all day too" a soft laugh coming from you "guess she misses us both then" "guess so" a small laugh coming from you as you readjust yourself to get a bit more comfortable. "you need to go to bed too, can't have both my girls cranky" a kiss placed to the top of your head. dowsing off to the sound of his heartbeat to end your night was always your favorite.

[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!