Gallagher X Reader; The Devil In Disguise

Gojo x reader; A nightmare that couldn’t hope to exist again

So I uh saw the newest leaks on jjk, and I wanted to be heavily comforted as I don’t know how to feel about it. Don’t worry this doesn’t contain the leaks, this is a what if scenario (info down below)

Here’s just some comfort as a what if, what if maybe after everything they somehow revive Gojo? I mean this Gojo right? He’s not a regular sorcerer…right? This is honestly to comfort me, don’t come at me if he’s truly truly gone.

Tw: Nightmares, fluff, Au of post canon where everything is saved and all, because I don’t know how the ending will go yet, ptsd, SPOILERS LIKE HUUUGE-

Poke poke

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poke poke poke

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poke poke poke po-

“ALRIGHT, I’m up I’m yawn, up, wha- OW!” His waist was still sensitive as heck, no wonder, he was slash- no, SPLIT, literally. Gojo groans as he blears out from his sleepiness due to the insistent poking, the poking who he assumes is coming from you, “listen I know you want me up but could you turn on the lamp? It would be easier to se- yelp agh…shoulda warned me, gosh my eyes… rub rub I hope it’s not to early, otherwise I won’t be able to sleep” he continues to ramble out of sleep for a bit and turns to you, or more surprisingly, your back.

Now that he thinks about it you haven’t done or said anything, minus the poking of course. “Hello…? Uh your awakened husband is here, seriously you can’t just poke me awake as I’m recovering from, well I dunno…MY BODY SPLITTING IN HALF and just remain in the edge all quiet and everything.” He tried to sound playful but you didn’t move, it was almost like you didn’t hear him, and suddenly he felt chills.

What if maybe…he was still out there, rotting in half? What if he left you behind..? What if what if what if-

He didn’t realise he reached out for you unconsciously until he felt the warmth of your skin and you turned your head slowly, not enough for him to see your face but well…enough for him to know you acknowledged his presence, he runs his fingers up and down your back “hey, uh, you okay? You woke me up and yet you seem so…distant and odd, love you know I’m here right?” He hesitated before holding your shoulder, where he felt the trembling and realised why you weren’t facing him, why you were so quiet. You turned around facing him which confirmed it, you were crying. With this knowledge he wasted no time in sitting up at the headboard despite his waist screaming otherwise and trying to situate you in his lap, which came along with your protests;

“Satorou! No I can’t…it’s still healing!”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, I’m alive and it’s not like it’s gonna fall off.”

“It’s still healing, what if it gets infected due to a blood clot or something! Satorou I can’t, even if you claim it’s okay I won’t be okay…so please..”

The fear and helplessness is your voice is what got him to stop, so, rather than you sitting on his lap he had you both lie down and cuddle up to each other, making sure you were comfy while also proving he was comfortable aswell. He kept kissing your face, wherever his lips could touch as a gesture of comfort, he wanted you to feel, to know he was here, and he also wanted to know that he was here. He kept you against him while running his fingers up and down like earlier in a comforting manner, hoping to soothe you.

“…so, my scrumptious little dollop of happiness, love a-“ “Satorou don't you dare,” you interrupted with a giggle, both cringing and giggling at the super long phrase he tried to give you “haha! Just wanted to make you laugh, or atleast a it happier darling. Seeing that you giggled I had done an amazing job, right sweetheart?” He said as he kissed your cheeks, to which you giggled.

“Seeing that my first job is done, we are moving to the second job!” He said as his voice toned down slightly, “and that is finding out why you were crying when I woke up, my lovely spouse here shouldn’t be crying as I was sleeping, oh do tell me if it was the snoring, wait that explains as to why you were poking me aggressively!” He said dramatically to which you chuckled “no no Satorou, I’m sorry I woke you up, I just…I had a horrible nightmare about…about you and I thought you were…let’s just say I needed you, I needed you talking to me, touching me, I mean the warmth is enough but you sleeping, considering how your body has been…I just needed to see you alive” You mumbled the last part out quieter but he caught it. He didn’t know that his sleeping was THAT bad, he was told by Shoko that he slept like a dead man, but to make his one and only think that too? It broke his heart seeing you crying because of him, because he looked dead, and while you trailed off he had a good idea as to what you might have dreamed about, sure you weren’t out there but you knew the contents of his…death. Hmm…

”Is that so darling? Hm…what to do, this is rather a pickle isn’t it? Well as much as I would love to say that everything will be okay…I can’t confirm it considering the situation is still unknown,” he murmured while stroking your hair, you tensed against him as you knew this, but didn’t want to hear it. “However, Yuji and Shoko both are on my case, they refuse to leave me alone, and are basically forcing me into temporary leave, heck maybe considering my condition they will force me to retire all together,” he said with a joking tone which made you smirk. “I don’t know what will happen, for despite my amazing capabilities I cannot tell the future, if I could I wouldn’t have been split in half now would I? Hey…no I meant is as a joke, no I’m sorry I didn’t mean to dampen the mood..” he said upon realising you were tensing, fretting over his words,”damn it…I really suck with comforting don-“ “yes,”you deadpanned.

“…haha, did you really need to call me out?” He said awkwardly, when he got no reply he just continued running his hand up and down your back, the atmosphere eventually got comforting. The night was quiet, minus the ticking of the clock, and the wind outside, it was cozy and warm, safety was guaranteed, yet your trembling had yet to cease, he was about to speak up again when you interrupted him,

“I always hated your cockiness you know?” He looked down at you, “I hated how you always assumed you would win due to your abilities, it was because of that, that you became reckless and lazy, and even when fighting against a formidable enemy you still remained confident no? How do you think I felt in regards to that?” Gojo wasn’t stupid or deaf, you would always complain about his recklessness and how he could die, to which he would always brush off, one day it even lead in a fully fledged argument between you both, which lasted for days on end until you both broke the silence, realising that it wasn’t healthy for either of you to continue with this silence since you both had issues taking care of yourselves. That’s not to say your worries ceased, nor his cockiness, but he promised to be more careful, and well…he was cut in half. “I knew you know? I knew that the jobs were dnagerous and I knew you weren’t guaranteed a happy ending or anything, especially with your cockiness and all,” happy ending? Damn you had unique phrases didn’t you.

“I hate you so much, I hate you for making me worry! I hate you for dying! I hate you for making me grieve and mourn!” You kept crying over and over and letting your resentment be known until “I hate myself for being weak, for being unable to protect you…” Gojo froze at that, while he was aware of your worries, he wasn’t aware of how it affected the image you projected onto yourself, the fact that you couldn’t help him on the field, the fact that he surpassed you miles ahead, and the fact that he basically died. He thought about it for a moment before finally speaking up:

“I won’t lie to you, I haven’t necessarily been thinking about your needs on the field, or in general despite the fact that I love you. Getting stronger, teaching my students and defeating curses were mainly on my mind. For that, I am really sorry…but that doesn’t mean I loved you any less. If anything I’m at fault for not taking you into consideration, because the last thing I want to do is break my dearest spouses heart. Now that everything has changed, if there are curses they are most likely not strong, something I could take out within minutes, seconds even…hey dont give me that look, I’m not being cocky.” He trembled under your glare..

“Okay, maybe I’m being a little cocky, but that isn’t my point. The point is, the curses are weakened drastically and if that’s not the case then they are gone for good. Regardless of the outcome we don’t have to worry about danger, for we both are capable enough to defend ourselves, you with your self defence and me with my abilities. Don’t you see what this means?” He wiped the stains off your cheeks. “Just because everything is over doesn’t mean the pain and suffering will go away immediately, heck maybe never, I know Yuji will be unstable for a while, but that isn’t all there is. I’m not young, but I’m not old either, same with you. We still have a life to lead you know?” He pulled you against his chest while smiling, a soft smile reserved for his closest ones, like you. “So let’s live with happiness moving forward. Whenever you suffer I’ll be there to support you, just as I expect you to do the same. Let us live our lives to the fullest, like a normal married couple, it is my job as your husband to make you the happiest person alive no?” He murmured softly. You listened intently while resting against his chest, and then you spoke up:

“Can you at least promise me that you will remain safe moving forward? That you will take care of yourself?” You asked, looking at him expectantly, to which he hesitated a bit, to which you spoke up once again, “you said it yourself, there are no more major threats with the curses, so you shouldn’t be out there fighting and returning home all banged up, so it’s impossible for you to be able to break said promise…unless you plan to pull something?” You eyed him suspiciously to which he spoke up quickly,” NO! I uh…I mean no, I wouldn’t dare, and your right about the curses…so yes, I promise that I won’t ever put myself in danger recklessly ever again, and that I will make sure I return to you, in one piece, not two- OW!” He winced at your smack, however you were satisfied, and with that you snuggled up to him. A comfortable silence ensued again, until you asked one last question:

“Satorou…you said we would have a future of happiness earlier…what future do you envision when thinking of that? I mean I can’t expect life to be simple for you after everything that’s occurred…” He was silent for a long time, until he replied, “honestly I don’t know, I just tend to dream about your happy face, and me being by your side, touching you, kissing you, loving you, and living a happy life with each other, heck maybe even with a child,” he smiled at the thought.

“…then let’s make it come true.” You finalised, to which he looked down raising an eyebrow. “Let’s make your dream come true, for that is now my dream as-well! A dream like that…is a thousand times better than the nightmares.” You said with sparkling eyes, the first genuine emotion of happiness you showed that night.

He smiled, but didn’t say anything, he didn’t need to, for all his words could be felt with his eyes, hands and body. He wanted nothing more then to secure that future, and so he squeezed you a bit tighter, to which you reciprocated, and just like that, both you and him dreamed.

He dreamed of you, your smiling face, your laughter, your iconic glaring face, you scolding him, and just living a happy life.

You dreamed of him, his smiling, his laughter, his face when he is trying to hide from your scolding. A happy life with a happy man, and even a glimpse of a child, a child you desired to have with him.

You both didn’t know if the world would even be safe, and knew that a “happily ever after” was near impossible for sorcerers or those within the circle, especially with someone like Gojo who had been different from the other sorcerers. However the world had changed for the better, you both knew that, so maybe, just maybe, his ending that intertwined with yours, and continues intertwining, could change too. However all you could do was dream in the meantime.

Nightmares became less common after that night.

*Credits to the amazing manga of JJK, also GOJO PLEASE COMEBACK ALIVE* *I hope you enjoyed! Mind you I’m not into JJK as a whole so I don’t understand the lore, please correct me if I do get things wrong!Also IM ALMOST DONE WITH SCHOOL AND FINALS AAAAA*

"the fuck?" was the first thing that came out of katsuki bakugou's mouth as he stared at his phone in his hands.

dress to impress.

you snicker, mentally patting yourself on the back as he walks his avatar around, the bewildered look on his face turning into a comical look of disgust.

"this is a fuckin' dress up game." he scoffed, about to turn off his phone, only pausing as you grab his wrist. "c'mon kat, play with me!"

he stares at you.

you stare at him, pleading with your eyes.

"...fine. i'm only doing this shit once." you giggle, pulling out your phone and opening roblox, making a mental note to change katsuki's roblox avatar and joined him in the game, walking around his avatar.

The theme popped up and you groan, frowning at the screen.

"....acubi? what the fuck is an acubi? is that some sort of fuckin cheese?"

you snicker, deciding not to help him out. he would learn on his own. his avatar followed you around like a lost puppy, several grumbles of complaint sounding beside you.

"...ew. why are all the faces so trashy."

"they're not trashy, it's just how it i-" your eyes widened as you finally took a glance of his rather... atrocious avatar. (that was the only way to make it sound nice)

"W-Why is your skin orange? Why are you an ora- KATSUKI ARE YOU A CHEESE?!"

"WASN'T THAT THE FUCKING THEME?!"

you cackled, the timer ticking to its last second. katsuki glared at you, before turning his attention back to the screen. "all of them are shit." he mutters, his eyes widening as he saw your avatar.

"...eh. its decent." you smugly grin at the compliment, resisting the urge to laugh again as katsuki finally entered the stage.

in his orange, cheesy, glory.

he didn't even bothering posing, instead typing out a simple " I thought the theme was about cheese."

you gave him three stars (because you were competitive and wanted to win) much to the fury of katsuki (who gave you a four stars because he loved you)

and the podium was revealed.

you were in second place (which wasn't bad) but the avatar who was in first was....

"kATSUKI?!"

katsuki and his cheese avatar, won first place.

a slow smirk formed across his face and he turned towards you, a insufferable look of triumph on his insufferably proud face.

"...maybe this game isn't so fuckin' bad after all."

she threw him over her shoulder absolutely

AAA I CANT WAIT

its starting :D

Yoo Joonghyuk x Reader; A story of two regressors

Haha didn’t think I would do ORV? Y’all I need more orv fics, HUGE novel spoilers so beware, but no explicit spoilers so if you are only WEBTOON reader and have no context of the novel you may end up confused, I will write novel free version, and it will be available later this week or next week so stay tuned!

You both were the same, yet different

The both of you had been given the skill “regression,” and thus you both had agreed to be companions, before Kim Dokja appeared followed by a noticeable Han Sooyoung. Beforehand it was just the two of you, the both of you bled together and teamed up in the previous regressions, the two of you wholly relied on each other and swore to always to keep the other in check, regardless of how far along you would be.

When you both met, it was your 0th turn and his first turn. You both were in different cabs and came out of the train, along with Kim Namwoom and Lee Hyunsung. Eventually meeting Lee Jihye and recruiting her aswell saving Lee Seolhwa from Anitus. You barely recall what had happened in that regression aside from bonding with the crew and having a playful relationship with Yoo Joonghuk, you teased him a lot, trained with him, and the two of you became each others support, each others weight. Was that to say the two of you were romantically involved? No, both of you were prioritizing your survival and plus, Yoo Joonghyuk had his little sister to protect. Regardless, you bonded over your power aswell as the fact that you would see each other again in the next life, until your quick end came within a few scenarios.

When you woke in your 1st regression, you recall Joonghyuk calling for you, clearly a bit disheveled, you were happy to see he also was sent back, but sad when you realised your old companions weren’t. It was hard, you couldn’t reminisce with Jihye about the early scenarios, couldn’t bring up the funny moments with Namwoon, or even small talks with Hyunsung unless they happened again…but even if it did they…felt so different. You recalled how Joonghyuk was a bit colder in that round, but still a bit hopeful nonetheless, and then the both of you were approached by Anna Croft, where you found suspicion, he took the offer she gave, an offer to save the world.

Once again Lee Seolhwa was in your group except her relationship with Joonghyuk was much more…comfortable I suppose. You thought you had seen his eyes linger on her on the previous round, and now you were sure because it was clear he had feelings for her. You often told him not to let his feelings take over, for they were in the middle of survival and loving someone would just be tragic, yet he continued to love, and while you warned him for his own good you couldn’t help but feel…petty.

You watched as they would eventually get married, and eventually they even were going to have a child, and while you supported them every step of the way your heart continued to ache, and then Anna Croft betrayed you all. You recall how Joonghyuk cried when his sister died, he looked to desperate at that time, but when Seolhwa and his unborn child died he went mad, so mad that he accidentally killed you, but even as you were dying you held on him tight, hugging him, apologising for being weak and promising you will be there in the next round. By the time he was able to snap out of it he cradled your body, and for the last time he cried, and then it all went black.

When you met in the next regression, his third one, everything that you had gone through felt so…distorted, it was as if after all of that time you went through hundreds if not thousands of regressions ahead rather than just one… but when you met Joonghyuk who looked rather shaken but closed off completely you confirmed it was the 3rd round, after all if it wasn’t the third round what round would it be, a secret unknown round hundreds of rounds ahead?

This round was much different, he considered you his companion but he was so cold, he monopolised what he could and was different from before, but it was understandable considering what he had went through. On top of that not only was Kim Namwoon dead and other people had survived, a suspicious man named Kim Dokja also appeared and had known the future. It was interesting, he knew of Yoo Joonghyuk but when he looked at you he seemed confused, and he was pale when Joonghyuk said you were his companion of his last two rounds despite Dokjas offer, but it wasn’t as if it was because you had taken the offer, it was if you were an anomaly, a glitch in the system, something that wasn’t supposed to exist, or maybe he didn’t know you existed as he seemed confused about your presence. It was different for you as you seemed to have recognized him, you never seemed to have met him but he looked so…familar. He wanted to help, but the last time Joonghyuk trusted someone both of you died horribly, so he tested him by throwing him off the bridge and sure enough, he proved himself through the scenarios.

It was the three of you until Han Sooyoung came along, another woman along with Sangah, Heewon, and Gilyoung who looked familar…it made you think every time you were stumped, but you guys remained close nonetheless. You would train, laugh when Kim Dokja did something to irritate him, and Joonghyuk would try his best to comfort you when you felt like you were gonna go into the regression depression just as you would with him(Though Kim Dokja was the one who would help the most.) There were times where he would even doze off near you, times where he would cook for you and times he would leave you with Yoo Mia, and if either of you “rested your eyes” on each others shoulder, nobody would say a word.

“Do you think this time we will make it to the end?” He asked you surprisingly, you thought his optimism was gone but it seemed that he still had hope left. “I don’t want to get our hopes up but…we have Kim Dokja so I’m sure we will be fine…” You trailed off, but he knew you were worried, he patted your head as he took his leave out of the base. Strange, he didn’t do that ever in this round…

Kim Dokja always took the lead rather than Joonghyuk this time around, and you were grateful as he always protected every one (at the expense of his safety unfortunately, which you would bonk him over the head for.) But even so, the way he always looked at you was so…off, it wasn’t jealousy, in fact Han Sooyoung who often was with Dokja in terms of plans even looked at you confused and suspiciously, it was as if you had never existed beside Yoo Joonghyuk, which couldn’t be true, you were in Joonghyuk previous regressions right? They knew Jihye, Hyunsung, Seolhwa, aswell as others and knew how things worked, and yet when it came to you… perhaps it was some prank as the two were always together, it had to be right? After all you were in the last [redacted] regressions-

“Wait, what did I just say..?” You thought as you blacked out

you were in a dark abyss, but you could hear voices around you, some were panicked and others were calm, and a huge amount of memories flooded through you, yet you couldn’t pick through any of them, they were all distorted, and suddenly you heard a deep but clear voice.

“A shame really,” the deep voice said as you felt a gloved hand stroke your cheek, “after all of those rounds of suffering, I’m left to see him reap the rewards? A companion who could regress despite the presence being non existent before hand.” What? “And a companion who knows the future, and yet that person remains as arrogant and ungrateful as ever.” He wasn’t referring to you, he was referring to that person. You wanted to see who was infront of you, or seemed to be in front of you, but the hands moved from you cheek to your eyes and covered it as your body, “relax,” the voice said somewhat gently, “you will be back with HIM soon.” As you felt your body becoming more relaxed and heavy, you heard him mention that person again, aswell as some mumbling, but there was one sentence you could hear from him clearly, and from the direction of his voice you knew it wasn’t towards you, but towards that person again, and his voice carried both resentment, and sadness;

“Why is it not me but you?”

Credits go to the ORV Novel and its amazing authors, I hope you enjoyed this story! I won’t deny that I actually tried to dig a bit into lore with this fic! I have no plans to write any sort of series in regards to my lore, but I do have an idea of the lore. If I ever do put it out there someone, as long as they credit me can do it in my stead! Farewell!

IM SQUEALING AAAAAAAA!!!

I present to you, baby kim dokja

LOOK AT HIM DONT YOU WANT TO PINCH THOSE TINY CHEEKW AHSKDHSFK OMG OMG HIS WIDDLE EYES AND HANDS AWW

so many writers go on a hiatus when their fics don’t get interaction & then people will complain that the [character] x reader tag isn’t as active as it used to be.

you need to start supporting people by reblogging & commenting on their fics — especially NON-CREATORS because whenever i see comments, it’s by other content creators 99% of the time.

non-creators like the fics they enjoy at most & that’s it. obviously, you’re not obligated to interact but don’t be surprised that the tag is dry af or when people stop writing for characters & move onto something that will get them better interaction.

obviously, creators do this too but they’re much more likely to interact with your content.

spoilers for jjk 261;

Yall im actually gonna sob if Yuta dies after this, first Megumi(?), Gojo, Choso, and now Yuta 😭😭😭

it may sound like cope but I don’t think this is the end of Gojo, it just wouldn’t be good if it is, like even if he dies maybe, just maybe he appears one more time (hugest copium). If that doesn’t happen they better not take Yuta away 😫

also I wanna hug Itadori, my man has suffered way to

much and lost way to much , someone needs to come back otherwise he won’t be okay at all

A/N ::: Uh, don't read if you don't like sappy ass lovey dovey stories

C/W ::: "Let's play a game", it's Kats' idea. Put a finger down for every time you ...

WC ::: Just over 1,350

"Oi! Get yer ass out here, dumbass! Gonna play a game. C'mon." Katsuki called to you from the living room. You were taken aback by his words. The man never wants to play into any of your shenanigans or stupid little games. But you weren't going to miss out on this, oh no.

You came from the bedroom after just getting out of the shower. The hair on your head was still wet and tied up in a horribly messy bun. You hadn't put any makeup on and your clothes were ... well, just not cute. A baggy and very worn Dynamight shirt hung from you and you may as well not have bothered with shorts because they were not visible from how long the t-shirt was on you. It was your favorite piece of comfort clothing though and you were ready to fight anyone who told you it was gross.

"Ok, what're we gonna do? I'm really surp-" you started to say.

"Okay, y'know that put a finger down thing? Where someone says stuff and you have to put a finger down for everything you've done or want or whatever? We're gonna do that. But we gotta close our eyes so we can't see how many fingers we're puttin' down. K? Y'understand?" He smirked.

"Yeah, I get it, I get it. N-now? We're doing this now? Can I dry my hair f-"

"NO! Goddamn it, you can't dry your hair first. 'Sides, we're off today. The hell does it matter what yer fuckin' hair looks like, anyway? Now sit on the couch. Go go go." He herded you to the couch and pushed you back onto the cushion when you had nowhere else to go.

You plopped down with an "Oh! Ok, geez, Kats. Don't gotta be so rough." You giggled.

"You love it 'n you know it. Anyway, so 'm gonna ask you a bunch of questions and yer gonna put a finger down for everything you've done, yeah? My eyes'll be closed, too. So we won't know what the other person has done until we open our eyes and see. Got it?"

"Yes! I got it!" You closed your eyes and put your hands up in the air in front of you, palms facing your direction.

"Ok, put a finger down if ya been in a shitty relationship." You put a thumb down and pursed your lips thinking back to the complete asshat you were with before you got the courage to break up with him and open yourself up to better things. Like Katsuki.

"Put a finger down if ya ever been so tired someone had to carry you to bed." Folding your other thumb down, you smiled at the memory of waking up in Katsuki's arms as he whispered to you that he's got you, he's just taking you to the bedroom. He tucked you in, kissed your cheek and told you he'd be in 'soon as he showered the day off of him'.

"Have you ever been carried to bed?" You laughed.

"Yes, dummy. When I was a kid. Duh, now shut up and listen. I got more things t'ask you. Put a finger down if you've ever been so mad at someone you wanted to punch them in the dick."

You laughed out loud and asked if you could put more than one finger down but he told you to shut up and just do 1 if that were the case. "I'm about to punch you in the dick if you keep talking to me like that, you know. Jesus." The smile clung to your lips after you managed to stop chuckling and he went on.

"Put a finger down if you have ever been so in love you thought you were going to die without the person next to you every night and every morning."

The smile faded a little and you put another finger down. "This is gettin' kinda deep, Kats."

"Jus' shut up 'n listen, k? God. Gotta comment on everything, don'cha. Damn chatterbox. Now, put a finger down if you've ever loved how someone you're with smelled so much that you almost got high from it."

Your smile was gone now, you weren't frowning, but you just got a little choked up thinking about how much you love him. All of these questions are hitting so close to your heart and you want to open your eyes so badly to see how many fingers he has left, but you force yourself to wait a little longer. There are only a few more questions left, you told yourself.

"Ok, so, put a finger down if you're the happiest you can remember being," he said.

Oh how you wanted to just peek. Just a little peek to see --- "'F you open your goddamn eyes, I'll never play anything with you again, y'hear?"

"Yes! I hear you. I won't peek. But how many more are there?" You whined.

"There's 10. 10 for 10 fingers? Tch. I swear, you're lucky you're so pretty, princess." He laughed a little through his nose and continued. "Put a finger down if you don't ever want to be without me, ever 'gain. Like, y'know." He started to mumble a little. "D'you wanna be my girl ‘til the end, I mean."

"Can I put the rest of my fingers down because of how strongly I feel that in my bones?" You reached out and tried to touch him but he swatted you away.

"No! I still have more questions, god. Breakin' rules 'n shit. Look at you! Y'know, we don't hafta finish this 'f you can't play right. Damn brat." You could hear the smile in his voice. You always knew when he was smiling when he spoke to you. After 3 years together, you knew so many wonderful things about this man. It was borderline insane how much you love him. But you wouldn't change a single thing about it.

He continued, "Put a finger down if you have the rest of your life planned out. 'N don't ask questions. Jus' put yer damn finger down or not. Simple 's that. Ok?"

"The rest of my li---?" He interrupted you before you could finish the thought.

"Last few questions, babe. Can you behave?"

"Put a finger down if you like jewelry. Y'know, necklaces 'n shit like that."

"Ohhh I do! I do like jewelry!" You squealed.

"Then PUT ... A ... GODDAMN ... FINGER ... DOWN, BABE!!"

"You know, you're kinda not that fun to play this game with!" You doubled over laughing. And you continued to laugh until you felt his warm, rough hand on your thigh.

"P-put a ... uh, put a f- ah fuck!" His voice was low and cracking. Almost straining as he spoke. "Put a finger down ... 'f y'll marry me?"

You stopped breathing and opened your eyes to look at the man of your dreams. He was on his knee with a little black box sitting open in the palm of his left hand.

There wasn't any single thought in your head. But rather the last 3 years of your lives together. The happy times. The sad times. All of the times that you two have shared. They played out in slow-motion as everything outside of you and Katsuki ceased to exist in that moment.

"W-wha-what? Are ... are you ..." You couldn't speak.

"Will you marry me? Y'gotta put a finger out for this part though." He smiled softly and you could see a tear roll down his cheek. You got down onto the floor with him and kissed the wet line on his face and then his lips.

"You played a game to ask me to marry you? Katsuki Bakugou, I have never loved you more. And you bet your blasty ass that I'll marry you and be faithful to you until the day one of us kills the other."

He furrowed his brows, "Y'know I'll take you out first, right? Now c'mere. Gimme your finger."

Sliding the ring onto your finger, he looked you in the eye, and both of you realized you'd never felt more at home, more at ease, than you do right now.

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Not My Princess

Summary: Bakugo’s loves his little daddy’s girl and doesn’t like that she’s growing up.

Wordcount: 5153

“It’s been so long since we had lunch together. Work has been hell without you there.” Your friend from work had come to visit you for lunch today. Since you had taken leave to become a temporary stay at home mom, you didn’t get to see much of her anymore. The two of you made idle small talk as you sipped on your drinks in the kitchen. You hummed in agreement as you glanced at your daughter, Hanabi, sitting on the floor in the living room, quietly coloring as the heroes’ news showed on the TV.

“She’s gotten so big. She’s definitely her father’s daughter; looks just like him. Except she has your eyes.” You chuckled at your friend’s statement; she has no idea how true that really was. 

From the very moment your daughter was placed into Katsuki’s arms, she had become his princess and he was her favorite. You don’t mind; it is quite fun watching the intimidating explosive hero turn into to goo for his princess. She had him wrapped around her fingers so tight; he wouldn’t hesitate to give her anything if she asked. It’s a good thing that the only thing she really wants is her Daddy.

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