Can you please do a head cannon for bakugou with a quirkless daughter who super sweet and sensitive? This is my first ask lol sorry if I’m doing it wrong 😁
Everyone thinks or worries that Bakugou will love his daughter less because she is quirkless.
Just like with other daughters, he doesn't let the press take pictures of them and he doesn't reveal if they have even gotten quirks.
Because to him, that's his private life and the public has no right to it.
So when one of his daughters doesn't get a quirk, he doesn't show them any less or more love.
When they start getting bullied in school though, he will turn up and threaten the other parent's kids.
When said daughter starts developing her personality and he sees she's sensitive, he starts yelling less around the house and pointing fingers when confronting you or his other daughters.
He always has chocolates hidden somewhere in the house too.
Then as they grow up more and he sees how sweet she is, he folds on a lot of her demands.
He knows his other daughters use her to get things out of him, but honestly he only folds because he can see his other daughters watching very closely.
He tries his best to teach his daughters not to fall victims to people using them to get to him or fake personalities.
So when his sweet little daughter is crying in her room because she realised one of her friends were talking shit about her behind her back?
He rubs her back and tells her shes too special for this world full of mean horrible people.
He will encourage his quirkless daughter to get into something like sports or the arts. Anything to help her still stand out and bring attention away from her being quirkless.
I don't think he's the type of dad to encourage any of his children to go into hero work. He may like what he does, but he knows the pressure this job does to someone and also doesn't want to be anything like Endevor.
He also isn't the type of dad to outright tell his children not go into something because of their limits.
He'll warn them that it will be harder for them, but he won't outright tell them not to do something.
Here is part 11 of my character with their s/o series.
Enjoy~
Masterlist here
Warnings: Slight nsfw. Nothing to explicit, just slightly suggestive.
- Keigo Takami {Hawks}
• Let's face it. He's a very busy man. You wouldn't be able to see each other very often. But he honestly doesn't mind it too much because to him that just means that he can indulge in you more when you two are finally together.
• He is very into nicknames. He barely ever calls you by your name. He's always calling you his "sweetheart, baby bird, Angel"
Oh but be careful, because the moment you call him by a pet name? Let's just say you might struggle a bit to walk the next day.
• He is also very much the type to tease you. He loves leaving you all flustered and red faced.
You were cleaning up the house while Keigo was out doing his hero duty. You had your headphones on head and the broom in your hand. You were happily dancing to the music, not even hearing the door to the house open.
"Can you stay up all night? Fuck me till the daylight. Thirty four, thirty five." You sang along to the lyrics playing in your ears.
You gasp slightly at the sensation of one arm wrapping around your body and another pulling the headphones from your head.
"Damn baby. If you wanted me that bad, you could have just said so." Keigo says smirking down at you, leaving you not only confused but also very flushed.
• You know how some couples just randomly dance with each other? Yeah you do that. But instead of dancing, he takes you up into the sky.
You gotta admit, the first few times were a little scary but looking down at the entire city while the wind blows through your hair and Hawks holds you in his arms is such a euphoric feeling that you never want to loose.
• This is a very random one but I can definitely see him randomly bringing you flowers home. And not store bought ones. No.
Ones that he saw while soaring through the sky while patrolling. Seeing the pretty little flowers just reminded him of his pretty little feather who was waiting for him at home.
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I LOVE MUSICALS. i always have and i always will. i'm obsessed. i reference them all the time in my fics, if you keep an eye out for it (most blatantly, the "dead girl walking" heathers fic i wrote!)
here's a drabble for izuku crushing on a musical-lover, just because:
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izuku loves sundays.
sunday is laundry day, when he times it out perfectly to run into you at the apartment's laundry room. he felt a bit creepy, listening for the creak of your door to signal that it was time to leave, but he cherished any time he got to spend in the same room with you.
he waits a few minutes before carrying his laundry basket down the hall to the washer and dryer room. when he gets there and opens the door, there you are, tossing clothes in the wash and humming a show-tune. you smile at him when he walks in, and his heart flutters.
after some small talk, you both walk back to your respective apartments together, but the day is not over yet for izuku. he knows right after putting your clothes in the wash, you vacuum and clean the rest of your apartment. the walls are thin, and he can easily hear the vacuum turn on and off. but that's not what he's listening for.
no, his favorite thing is when he can hear you sing along with your favorite Broadway songs as you clean. hearing you belt choruses, he can only imagine how adorable you look doing it. maybe even dancing along with it? he could only dream of seeing it.
listening closely to what you sing, he'd research the show and listen to the musical himself, thinking that one day he could use it as a conversation starter if he ever got up the nerve to ask you out.
maybe one day, a musical would come into town, and he'd buy two tickets, offering you one with a soft smile and blush. you'd excitedly accept, and the two of you would dress up and go to the theatre together. or maybe he plans a movie night, and out of "coincidence" picks a musical movie. you both would cuddle on the couch, happily humming along with the actors on screen.
there are so many possibilities, if only he had the confidence to ask you. but for now, he'll stick to listening to "If I Could Tell Her" from Dear Evan Hansen and dreaming of telling you how he feels.
request: In your bio it says requests are open but here it says they are closed if they are closed please just ignore this I was hoping to request a headcannon where Bakugou Todoroki and your favourite class 1a student is kinda angry and they open a door alot harder then needed and the door slams open onto their girlfriend face poor reader and their reactions
a/n: howdy! imma fix that up lol, thank you for pointing it out. i’m guilty of slamming the door when i’m angy lolol. also idk what to classify this as lmao.
bakugou katsuki
-slamming the door is a natural instinct for him
-fite me on this one
-it takes the will power of every cell in his body to not slam the door
-nobody ever comes in his way when he’s angry
-cuz nobody wants a bloodied nose or a broken limb
-so slamming the door was never a problem for our blasty boi
-that is until you came around
-one he hears you wincing from the pain from the sheer impact built up due the swinging the door with utmost momentum
-he’s just shocked
-like what was that? doors don’t squeak when you slam them do they?
-was terrified to turning around
-because he was afraid of seeing you in pain, which was caused by him
-he knows that it’s you because nobody else would have the brain cells to chase him
-but he sure does when he hears you voice getting louder
-when you ask him about why he’s being so quiet and not shouting at him
-he just clicks his tongue before he begins to scold you
-but tries to hold back because it was clearly his fault that you ended up this way
-will nurse you up and refuses to let you go until you’re all up and well
-expect him to make some nice food and feed you if you end up injuring your hands
-please kiss him out of his guilt otherwise he’s just gonna wallow in sadness
todoroki shouto
-door slamming really isn’t thing
-the poor boi is just too tired to do it, the last thing he wants his energy drained body to do is to put in the energy to create a startling sound
-so nobody ever notices whether he is in his room or not since no sound emerges
-but a whine arises while everyone besides the both of you were in front of the tv for a weekly movie night
-everyone is just confused asf
-they keep looking for the source but they can’t find any
-hence they go back to watching the movie since they could no longer hear any noises
-little did they know that todoroki uncharacteristically slammed the door
-and his s/o was the one received it’s wrath instead of it’s frame
-he’s shocked when he sees on the floor from the impact
-panicking while looking at you form
-but when you immediately tap his foot
-he is snapped back to his senses and activates his right side
-and uses it in place of the ice pack to reduce your pain
-which is why the others couldn’t figure out the source of the noise
-he kisses your tears away when you’re in pain
-please comfort him and let him know that him getting mad and slamming the doors is fine
-seeks advice from fuyumi on how to take care of you
-the first few times, he ties the cast too tight or too loose but eventually gets it right and is now a pro
-compliment him on his first aid skills and he will pass out
sero hanta
-likes to playfully slam doors to mock bakugou and his anger
-issa baku squad thing y’all
-but when you unfortunately become the victim of his playfulness
-he’s just still
-his two braincells unable to process anything
-and when you start laughing about how he mastered the act of angy bakugou
-spreading your libs in the floow
-he’s breaks out from his trance and begins laughing with you
-the both of your stomachs hurt from laughing and sero joins you on the floor
-y’all just be gasping for air until you wince from pain
-will tape your hand up to your body so that it doesn’t move unnecessarily
-when the pain subsides after a pain killer
-y’all conclude that it’s a sprain at the most
-and when you try to peel the cello tape of your arm
-he looks at you, in panic
-can feel your rage building up
-because who the ties an arm up with cello tape?
-THAT SHIT HURTS
-you’re half crying and half laughing as he tires to peel his tape off your arm
-whoever walks into the common room and find you doing that
-they’re scarred and instantly walk away
-when you are healed up
-the both of your braincells form a connection with one glance at each other
-and the both of you dart towards your room
-getting all pumped up to bang the door, tease a certain someone and experience that serotonin
Can i request a shoto x female reader where the s/o has a very stressful time with her job/jobs but doesn't want shoto to know how bad it is, culminating in her passing out from exhaustion mid sex?
I love this, great idea! Hope you enjoy what I’ve written, and have a lovely day/night!
Todoroki x Fem!Reader {Scenario} {NSFW} {REQUEST}
**MATURITY TAG**
Pairings: Todoroki x reader
Warnings: NSFW, swearing
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Todoroki was always the caring type, and never skipped a beat when it came to making sure you were okay both under and away from his care. To him, you where his top priority, and nothing could compromise that.
He had began to notice the exhaustion for weeks now, how you would come home completely drained from your job, or spend more than just hours at a time working far longer than you were required to.
You had become so exhausted you practically had no time for anything anymore. Your job seemed to consume your life, and Todoroki was receiving the blunt of the trouble.
The second you came home you were in bed, and the minute you woke up you were gone again. Every waking day was spent at your job. Nothing could pull you away, and no matter what you were forced to endure, your work ethic and personality was the only thing getting you through.
Despite this, however, you made an effort to hide the exhaustion from Shoto, hating the idea of him worrying or making a fuss over you for what you believed was no reason at all. He as a hero, after all. He had much more important things to do than babysit you 24/7. Or at least, that’s what you thought.
Every time he would notice something off about you, like your lack in appetite despite having not eaten at all around him, or completely zoning out even when he was speaking directly to you, he would ask what was wrong.
And every time you would reply with the same old answer, ‘I’m fine, Shoto, don’t worry about me.’ You knew this couldn’t go on any longer. It was taking a massive toll on you, and you knew you were way past your breaking point. Any longer and you would completely break. You were fragile.
But talking to him about the issue seemed like such a hard task for you. You couldn’t bear to think what he would say, and the fact you d come so far without saying anything only pushed you to go a little further.
So when you had come home three hours late, a little less than twenty minutes ago, he was obviously concerned, but gave you your space. You managed to flash a fake smile and that seemed enough to pass him, making your way straight to the shared bedroom where you were now sitting on the edge of your bed, staring blankly at the ground with Todoroki behind you preparing the pillows.
“Darling?”
You were pulled from your thoughts when you felt his hand on your shoulder, his silky smooth voice dripping like honey in the air and filling your ears. “I’m coming, Sho, give me a minute.”
He simply groaned and buried his face in the crook of your neck, his hands beginning to wander your torso. Before you could turn however, he planted a gentle kiss on your neck, biting down on the sensitive skin and coaxing a quiet moan from your soft lips.
Snickering lightly, his wandering hands rested on your hips, stabilizing both you and himself as he continued to trail kisses from the underside of your jaw, neck and down to your chest, his hands now playing with the hem of your shirt.
You couldn’t help but let out a long string of uneven moans, the sounds from you only egging the half and half male on further. “S-sho...stop. I have to work again tomorrow, remember?”
Todoroki simply rolled his eyes and grunted, pushing you down on the bed and slowly crawling his way on top of your body. He leaned down, kissing your lips and distracting you as he lifted the article of clothing from your body, utilising the soft arch in your back to play with the clipping of your bra.
“Work can wait.” You rolled your eyes and snickered, using your free hands to trail up towards his hair where you scratched his scalp lightly. “You’re so straightforward.”
He shrugged, a small smile on his lips when you shuddered at his cold hand tracing patterns on your bare stomach. “Perhaps. Just relax, okay?” You swallowed, nerves slowly pricking at your skin.
You had engaged in this with Shoto before, but the limits of you exhaustion were starting to catch up to you, and you soon became worried that this would, indeed, be your breaking point you had been so adamant on pushing back.
But even as the tiredness and sluggishness pooled in your mind and caused your eyelids to droop, you didn't have the heart to push Shoto away. After all, you would be lying if you said you didn't want this. You wanted him, and you refused to let your tiredness deny you of another regained night with your lover.
With a sift motion he tore the shirt from his body and got to work on your own, his hands groping your breasts while shaky breaths left his parted lips. You bit your lip, trying your best not to explode with your moans.
“Gah, S-sho-to...sh-it” He grinned, leaning down to wrap his mouth around your now perky buds. As he did so, he let out soft moans from your own travelling hands, beginning to palm him gently through his jeans.
The vibrations on your skin sent you into a flurry of pleasure, coaxing every moan you could from him and responding with your own.
He eventually found the strength to pull away and plant butterfly kisses on your stomach, pulling down your own garments and using his thumb to rub gentle circles on your throbbing clit.
“You’re so wet already~” You groaned, hiding your face from his staring eyes and moaning into the pillow. “Shoto....f-fees so good...” He sucked in a heavy breath at your soft praises, feeling his own desperation begin to climb. “Fuck-”
Not being able to hold back any longer, he pressed you down, trapping your hands and giving himself two slow, agenising pumps to prepare himself. He kept eye contact with you, snickering as you squirmed with excitement and annoyance at the teasing. “God sake Shoto, just-”
You weren’t able to finish your sentence before he shoved himself inside of you carefully yet harshly, his own grunts being overthrown by your lied moans and cries of pleasure.
He began to move in and out of you, his thrusts taking the timing of his shaky breathing and grimaces with each scratch your nails made on his shoulder blades. You moaned out his name loudly, only egging him on to move faster and harsher.
“Shit! Shoto...ahh~ p-please...” He laughed softly, sweat beginning to form in soft beads on his forehead with every moment in and out of your throbbing womanhood.
But as he did so, you began to lose contact with your consciousness, your vision turning slightly blurry as your strength was drained from your limbs. After a few more seconds, your arms felt numb, and your mouth had become too dry to communicate to Todoroki.
His continuous movements only added to the massive headache that have overtaken you so suddenly, and it wasn’t long before the last string tying you down snapped, surging your body into the inky darkness of unconsciousness.
And the second Todoroki felt your arms slip from around your neck, he paused, shaking his head to open his eyes and look upon your figure. His eyes widened at seeing your passed out body and he froze, his breathing hitching with concern and fear.
“S-s/o? S/o!” He swore under his breath and pulled out, quickly gathering you in his arms and wrapping the beds blanket against your completely limp form. “S-shit! s/o! Wake up...baby? Please, darling...hey...”
Soft tears welled in his eyes and he choked down sobs, complete terror ripping wildly through his mind. Had he hurt you? Was he too aggressive, did he rush into things? Why hadn’t you said anything? We’re you sick?
Every possible question ran his thoughts, making him shake in worry. He was quick to pull you into his arms, rocking you back and forth gently while brushing the sweat from your face and planting soft, reassuring kisses on your lips.
It was when you began to stir that his heart sank into his stomach, a sudden feeling to throw up becoming too overwhelming for him. But he had to stay strong, for yours and his sakes.
“Darling.” You groaned softly, your eyelids flickering in an attempt to process the bright lights surrounding you. “S-shoto?” The half and half male was able to breath a sigh of relief, letting a lone tear slip down his cheek as he began to hold you that slightest bit closer.
“You scared me, s/o. You passed out, are you alright? What happened? Did I hurt you?” You let out a shaky breath, not having enough strength to move your arms, only enough to bury your head in the crook of his neck.
“I-i’m s-or-ry.” He shook his head, trying his best not to scare you with his wild actions “No no no...why? Why are you sorry? Are you sick?” You shook your head, melting into his arms. “N-no. I’m sorry, Shoto.”
He froze, his eyes widening at your actions. “It was work, wasn't it? You said things were fine...s/o...” You let a small tear slip, groaning gently at the thumping headache you carried.
“I’m sorry I lied...I didn’t want you to worry.” He bit his lip, wrapping his arms closer and tighter around your body. “Of course I’m going to worry, s/o. Why wouldn’t I? I just want the best for you, please, hat’s why I’m here.”
“You can’t keep pushing yourself like this. You could have gotten seriously hurt, and you scared me half to death. s/o, listen to me.” He frowned, planting a kiss to your forehead.
“I’m right here to take care of you. Please, come to me, talk. I’ll help, with anything, okay? I couldn't never be disappointed in you, and nothing you ask for will every be too much.”
“I promise to take care of you. You’re staying home tomorrow, and we’re fixing this, now. You need to rest and get your strength back.”
“I love you, s/o. So please, don’ be afraid to rely on me.”
*Hope you enjoyed this! It took a bit to write, so hopefully it’s at a good standard. I do apologise for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Thank you for reading, have a wonderful day/night!*
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Warnings- angst, character death, terrible feelings
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The gray sky darkened as a few drops of rain slipped through the clouds. It was as if the weather could feel the rising emotions of sadness and pain coming from the pair. The green-clad hero cradled the other with a sense of panic while the young woman conveyed an expression of peace twinged with pain.
“Don’t worry Y/N. We just need to find someone to help you.” The urgency to find help was clear in Deku’s voice, but you cut him off before he could continue.
“You’re so warm Izuku. There’s no point in finding help we both know that I’m dy-” Y/N started before he interrupted her.
“Stop! You’ll be okay. You’re not going to die. But I have to get you out of here before the rain gives you an infection.” Y/N could hear a slight wobble at those words mixed with a slight tone of anger, but instead of retorting back with a clever quip, she remained quiet.
After a moment, she spoke up again. “The rain won’t hurt me now Izu. I can barely feel anything.” The way she spoke about her injuries so calmly was even more worrying and Deku quickened his pace. “But it’ll be ok, you have Uraraka-chan and all of your friends that love you so much that you won’t need me.”
“STOP! Just stop it! I know I have them all, but none of them are you. You’re my best friend, you being gone will never be okay.” The green haired man had tears freely flowing down his face and Y/N could hardly tell the difference between his tears and the rain. “You won’t be there to make me laugh or smile. Angry and sad. There won’t be a point to anything anymore.”
He continued his hurried gait but due to his immense crying, he tripped and dropped his fellow hero. You rolled a few feet away and he scrambled to pick you up again and resume his search, but his own injuries prevented him from doing so. Deku crawled over to you.
“You call me a hero but how can I be one if I can’t even save you.” Y/N’s eyes widened as she began to comfort the broken man.
“You were my hero not because you could or couldn’t save me. You were my hero because you were my friend. The most perfect friend I could ever ask for. And maybe in another life, things would have been different for us.”
Izuku desperately wished she wouldn’t say the words that would ruin him forever but he sat there knowing her time was short and let her say her piece. Y/N grabbed his hand before continuing.
“In another life, you wouldn’t have been quirkless. In another life, I wouldn’t be an orphan that no one wanted. Life wasn’t worth living until I met you. The scared, little green-haired boy that brushed his own tears away so that he could help me with a smile find my way back home.” Her grasp tightened weakly as she blinked away her own tears with a meek laugh at the memory. “But you changed everything. You gave me everything I ever wanted. Friendship. A family. Love.”
Izuku began to cry even harder, if that was even possible. But the Y/H/C girl was not yet done with her speech.
“And in another life,” She offered with a sad, gentle smile. “I would have fought harder for you. I wouldn’t have helped Uraraka-chan ask you out. I wouldn’t have let so many words I wanted to say to you die in my throat.”
“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” Deku cried, his anguish echoing of the ruins and rubble.
“Because I was scared. I was so scared I would lose the friendship that meant the world to me. So I pushed my feelings down to spare everyone else's.” Y/N looked up at the rainclouds before glancing back to Izuku with tears falling like the rain she was so glad she was able to see before she died.
“”Did you know? The day we met, it was raining? So I’m glad that it ends like this. I met you in the rain, and I get to say goodbye in the rain.”
It hurt the green-eyed man to see his friend concede without a fight. It hurt to see his best friend that was so usually filled with energy, lie there listlessly. “But this isn’t goodbye. Just as soon as we find someone with a healing quirk, it will be all better. Everything will be ok.”
“Izuku. I wouldn’t have said all this if I knew I was never going to be able to say it. This really is it.” Y/N’s voice was growing weaker by the second and they both knew that her time was short. “You really did keep true to your word all those years ago. You did help me find my way home. Deku, you are my favorite hero. Thank you for giving me everything. I love you more than you could ever know.”
Her voice stopped and Izuku didn’t have to look at her to know that it was over. He would never hear from her again. Never see her again.
The rain stopped and as if the world was mocking him, Deku’s fellow Pro-heros were running toward him. He laughed at the terrible irony and clenched his best friend’s hand before the exhaustion he was keeping at bay finally caught up to him.
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Ok. I am super sorry and I cried writing this. Really brought out all the sad feels for no reason. Forgive me as I don’t. Thanks for reading even though I gut-punched you with a Detroit Smash. -Moon