Can We Please Get A Mmf Threesome Where Bakugo Takes Turns Fucking Izuku And Y/n, Katsuki Having Both

bakugo does that thing where you spread your legs to be at eye level with a much shorter person (he's an asshole) (request)

I randomly found this is my camera roll- i forgot i made it😭😭

HAWKS SMAU IDEAS :33

hawks x secretary!reader, hawks x todoroki!reader, hawks x rival agency reader, baseball player hawks x idol ^_^ (these sound pretty shit but i seen stuff with them and theyre SO FIRE !!!!!)

HAWKS SMAU k.takami x todoroki!reader m.list

late outside your balcony, tell me a secret?

authors note: tysm for requesting anon!! im so super sorry for how late it took me to respond :( but... i loved this idea im just not the best at smaus butttt if u guys mayb want a drabble or oneshot of this lmk bc i would loooove doing that but anyways kisses for all of u mwahhhh <33

p.s ignore the mistake in slide 5 pls..

This is what I mean!!!! He may be a hero but he was never a father.

I respect him as a hero, but not as a father

fem!kamibaku request 🌸

GIRL PLEASE IM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES I NEED A PART THREE OF BRATS OF OUR OWN

Brats of Our Own ft. katsuki bakugo x fem!reader

This is part 3. Previous parts are on the masterlist

➛ link: click here

synopsis: Katsuki Bakugo thought he'd seen it all: his former classmates settling down and starting families, one by one. But as you sit at Mina and Kirishima’s house, holding his friend's newborn daughter, the idea of fatherhood starts creeping into his mind.

a/n: Since it seems like everyone wants a part 3, here ya go! I had this previously requested, but I accidentally deleted it. Also, it's not my best work, but when I tell you I'm stressed, I'm stressed, though I still wanna get something out for you guys.

You never imagined your life would look like this.

Swollen feet, backaches, an impressive waddle, and Bakugo insisting on carrying everything that weighed more than a pencil. You weren’t exactly sure when it happened, when you stopped feeling scared and started feeling… ready.

Maybe it was when you first saw that grainy ultrasound photo and Katsuki’s thumb brushed over the tiny blob like it was something sacred.

Maybe it was when Mina forced you into a mommy group chat and started sending you articles about car seats at 3 am.

Maybe it was when Katsuki whispered, “We got this.” And you finally believed him.

But here you were, seven months pregnant, belly rounding beneath the oversized hoodie you stole from Katsuki’s closet, and his hands were everywhere.

“I can do it myself,” you grumbled, swatting his hand away as you tried to lace your shoes.

“Yeah, no,” Katsuki deadpanned, kneeling down in front of you. “You’ll pass out tryin’ to breathe and bend at the same time.”

You groaned. “I’m pregnant, not dying.”

He shot you a look, eyes flicking up to meet yours, and you caught it, that undercurrent of protectiveness. It never left. It only got stronger as your belly grew.

“Yeah, well,” he muttered, tying the laces in neat double knots, “I’m not takin’ chances.”

Pregnancy with Katsuki was... an event.

He read everything. The books Mina lent you, the pamphlets from your doctor’s office. He took notes. Hell, he showed up to the birthing classes, and while he’d sulked in the back row at first, arms crossed over his broad chest, by the third class he was sitting up front, asking questions that made the instructor blush.

“What’s the fastest way to get her to the hospital if her water breaks during rush hour?”

“Should I pack extra protein bars? She eats like crap when she’s stressed.”

He was worried, sure. But he was ready.

You didn’t realize how lucky you were until you were surrounded by people who got it.

Mina and Kirishima were always the first to show up. Mina practically dragged you to her house the second you hit the second trimester.

“You’re gonna want to sit down for this,” she said as she propped your feet up on the coffee table and handed you an ice pack for your swollen ankles.

“Trust me,” she added with a wink. “Kirishima thought he was ready, but that first diaper blowout? Nearly ended him.”

Kirishima chuckled, bouncing their baby girl on his knee. “Hey, I’m tougher now! Right, sweetheart?”

Mina grinned at him. “You cried.”

“She exploded!”

You laughed until your belly hurt. Mina leaned over, squeezing your hand. “You’re gonna be great at this, you know.”

And somehow, with your best friend looking at you like that, you believed her.

Deku and Ochako brought over dinner at least once a week. Well, Deku did, he rambled endlessly about helpful nutrients for fetal development, while Ochako giggled and quietly replaced your water glass every hour.

“We’re not far behind you,” Ochako whispered one evening when Deku went to reheat soup. She glanced at her stomach, then at you. “I’m pretty sure.”

You squeezed her hand. “You’ll be amazing.”

She smiled. “You first.”

Todoroki’s twins were miniature versions of him, sitting stoically on either side of him when he came to visit.

“I brought these,” he said, handing you a bag of frozen peas for your back. “They help.”

You smiled. “Thank you.”

One of the twins tugged at your sleeve. “Do you have names yet?” she asked.

You blinked, then smiled. “Not yet.”

Katsuki scowled from across the room. “We’re working on it.”

Iida and Mei sent you blueprints for the ultimate baby-proofing system. You still weren’t sure how they got the specs of your apartment.

And then there was Kaminari. Kaminari, who brought an entire cake to your baby shower, grinning as if he’d made it himself.

He didn’t.

But he did plop down next to Katsuki with a wide grin and say, “Guess you two finally figured out how babies are made, huh?”

The room went dead silent.

Katsuki’s head turned slow, like something out of a horror movie. “What did you just say?”

“Nothing!” Kaminari squeaked, practically climbing over Jirou to get away.

Katsuki scowled. “Dumbass.”

But you swore you saw his lips twitch.

You weren’t sure who was more excited to tell Katsuki’s parents, him or you.

Masaru hugged you so tight you thought you’d pop. “Oh, I’m so happy for you two!” he said, beaming.

Mitsuki, on the other hand, grinned like she won.

“Finally!” she barked, smacking her son on the back hard enough to make him grunt. “I’ve been waiting for this! Took you long enough!”

“Yeah, well,” Katsuki grumbled, crossing his arms. “We wanted to wait until we were ready.”

Mitsuki rolled her eyes. “I was ready the second I met her.” She pointed a finger at you. “You. Good choice.”

You smiled. “Thanks, Mitsuki.”

Masaru patted Katsuki’s shoulder. “You’ll be a great dad.”

For the first time in a while, Katsuki didn’t argue. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “I will.”

The day she came, you didn’t sleep the night before. Something about it felt… different. Like your body knew something was coming.

And then the contractions hit.

Katsuki was already dressed before you could finish saying, “I think—”

“We’re going,” he said, shoving the hospital bag into your arms and scooping you up like it was nothing.

You barely remembered the car ride, only his voice. “Breathe, baby. We got this.” It's one of the few times and called you baby but you love every moment of it.

Labor was hell. You cursed. You screamed. You cried.

And Katsuki stayed.

He held your hand when it felt like your body was being split in two. He whispered in your ear when you thought you couldn’t push one more time.

“Look at me,” he said, fierce and gentle all at once. “You’re the strongest damn person I know. You got this.”

And you did.

You pushed.

And then you heard her cry.

Meeting your daughter Katsuki was quiet. Too quiet.

They placed her in your arms first, and you sobbed, holding this tiny, wrinkled human that felt like everything.

Then you turned to him.

“Wanna hold her?”

He swallowed hard, then nodded. His hands were shaking as he took her from you.

“Hey,” he whispered, voice cracking. “Hey there, princess.”

She blinked up at him, red-faced and squirmy.

And Katsuki Bakugo, Dynamight himself, broke into the softest smile you’d ever seen.

The hospital room filled fast. Mina cried harder than you. Kirishima did too. Deku took so many pictures. Ochako kept asking if you needed water. Todoroki brought ice. Again.

Kaminari stood over Katsuki’s shoulder, staring at your daughter in his arms.

“She’s got your scowl already,” he said.

“Damn right she does,” Katsuki said, grinning.

Jirou leaned in. “Hope she doesn’t get your temper.”

“No promises,” you muttered, exhausted but happy.

Katsuki mumbled at insult, but he was smiling.

He looked down at his daughter, resting against his chest, and whispered,

“Now we got a brat of our own.”

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10-02-06 ; 10:30 am

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being the bakusquad’s lil pup would just turn you from a brat to a spoiled brat.

@neon-gothicc this is for you specifically ,, since you encourage this!

bakugou’s doing agency work in the home office? best believe you’re slinking in with nothing but mischief in your eyes. he barely looks up, just quirks a bushy eyebrow in question.

“what?”

you’re so quick to press a kiss to his cheek, staining it with pretty sparkly gloss.

“well, mina and i wanna go to the mall-“

“go get my wallet.” he grumbles, going back to his laptop as you skip away.

sweet denki seems to always bring you home gifts. random things that he says reminds him of you or little daisies he’d picked on his walk home. he never eats without you, so eager to want to share his plate with you. you’re showering? he’s throwing your towels in the dryer so they’ll be warm. you’re sleepy? he’s rubbing your back until you’re snoring.

“kami can you get me something to drink?”

“kami can you grab my purse from the car?”

“kamiiii can i have the aux?”

he never complains when it’s you.

mina’s got a thing for dressing you up. she likes to pamper you properly. she gives the best massages and keeps your nails so pretty with fresh paint. she’s plopping you in her lap so she can do your makeup, cooing about how pretty you are. your closet is practically overflowing with clothes n shoes but mina will swear you don’t have enough. she also can’t help snapping candid pics of you every chance she gets. her camera roll is flooded with pics of you sleeping, laughing, ranting..you name it, mina probably has a pic.

she also gives THE best compliments and she doesn’t stop until you’re shy.

“come on pretty girl, one more kiss before i go.”

sero is definitely the one to go to for a nice nap. he gives the best cuddles and always has the best movie recommendations. sero’s room is like the best place to go to relax because his bed is so comfortable. there’s so many pillows, so many nice textured blankets. he’s got those nice light projector thingies that spills a kaleidoscope of colors along his walls. he’s probably an incense guy too, so it always smells so damn good in there. he’s pulling you onto his chest, rubbing your back until you finally fall asleep with him.

ahh i love him i love him. but you’ll have to fight with kami for his attention bc he’s there too!

and of course kiri,, he spoils everyone in the house to no end. sweet compliments and encouragement! he’s who you go to when you need the best advice because he’s never been one to judge. he makes sure you’re taking care of yourself: drink water, eat three meals, don’t leave the house without a sweater. even baku is sneaking off with kiri to have his daily moments to be open with his feelings. he’s the glue of the house, the voice of reason. and i love him for that.

MyHerotober Day 22 - "Candy" How much sweetness can one pic hold 🥰