Hi! Could You Do Bakugo X Reader And She Gets Pregnant While They're In UA? (college Au)

hi! could you do bakugo x reader and she gets pregnant while they're in UA? (college au)

Unplanned

Your hands tremble as you stare down at the tiny test in your grip. Two pink lines. It’s faint, but there. You check the instructions again, as if you haven’t already memorized them, as if the result is going to change.

“Oh, shit.” The words fall from your lips before you can stop them.

The sound of the bathroom door creaking open makes you jump. “Oi, what the hell’s takin’ you so long?” Bakugo’s gruff voice echoes in the small dorm bathroom.

You don’t respond immediately. You can’t. Your pulse is hammering in your ears, drowning out every rational thought. How are you supposed to tell him?

“Hey.” His voice is closer now. He must’ve stepped inside. “You sick or somethin’?”

You whip around, nearly knocking over the soap dispenser in your panic. “Katsuki!” You hide the test behind your back, swallowing thickly. “What are you doing in here?”

His eyes narrow. “What the hell do you mean? This is my dorm too, dumbass.”

Right. You’re in his dorm. You hadn’t even realized your feet took you here instead of your own.

His crimson eyes scan you, taking in your nervous stance, the way your shoulders are hunched, how your grip behind your back is so tight your knuckles have gone white. He scowls. “What are you hiding?”

Your heart lurches. “Nothing!”

“Bullshit.” He steps forward, faster than you can react, and before you know it, his hand is snatching the test from behind your back.

“Wait—”

But it’s too late. His gaze drops to the small stick in his grasp. A thick silence follows.

For once in his life, Katsuki Bakugo is speechless.

You watch his expression shift—confusion, realization, then something unreadable. His grip tightens around the test, and his breath comes out in a slow, controlled exhale. “The fuck is this?” His voice is eerily calm.

You swallow hard. “I… I just found out. I was going to tell you, I swear—”

He doesn’t move, doesn’t speak. He’s just standing there, staring at the test like it’s a grenade about to go off.

“Katsuki?” Your voice is small, and you hate it.

His gaze snaps to yours. “You’re pregnant?”

You nod.

Another silence.

Then, his shoulders sag. He rubs a rough hand down his face and exhales sharply. “Shit.”

“I know.”

His hands go to his hips, and he paces the tiny bathroom like a caged animal. “How the fuck did this happen? I mean, I know how it happened—” He stops and glares at you. “Were you not on the pill?”

Your jaw drops. “Excuse me?”

“I’m just askin’!”

“I was!” You throw your hands up. “I don’t know, maybe it failed! Maybe you have super sperm! I don’t know, Katsuki, I didn’t exactly plan this either!”

He groans, dragging both hands through his hair before resting them on his hips again. His jaw is clenched so tight you think he might break his teeth.

“I can’t believe this,” he mutters.

Your stomach sinks. “You think I can?” Your voice wobbles. “Do you think I wanted this? We’re still in school, Katsuki.”

His head snaps up, and the way his gaze sharpens makes your breath hitch. “What? You think I’m just gonna ditch you?”

You blink. “I—”

“The hell do you take me for?” His voice is rough, but not angry. Not exactly. “I wouldn’t fucking do that.”

You suddenly feel small, vulnerable in a way you’re not used to. “I just… I don’t know what to do.”

He exhales slowly. When he steps forward, he’s cautious, deliberate. His hands land on your shoulders, firm but gentle. “Hey.” His voice is softer now. “We’ll figure it out.”

Your eyes sting. “Yeah?”

He nods. “Yeah.” A deep breath. “We’re gonna be fine.”

You don’t know if that’s true. But for now, you let yourself believe him.

Motherly Love

Bakugou x fem!reader

a/n: REUPLOADED FROM OLD BLOG. A comfort Drabble…

“Katsuki? What’s wrong? It’s three AM. This better be important,” Mitsuki’s voice is heavy with sleep and annoyance but under the tone is worry.

Katsuki sighs. “No uhh…nothin’s wrong. I’m safe and stuff it’s fine,” he mutters into the receiver.

Mitsuki is a lot of things: stubborn,loud, aggressive, determined, fastidious. But one thing she is not, is an idiot. Which is why she knows, despite her son calling her at three AM and saying he’s ok she knows he’s not.

“Katsuki?” She repeats, gentler this time. She can’t remember the last time she spoke this gently to him. Perhaps when he was two and learning to walk. She’d spoke softly “It’s alright Katsuki. Come on get up, try again.”

She hears him sigh again, hears his bed creak, hears him lick his lips and if she’s not mistaken the sound of light snoring in the background.

So he’s found someone. That’s nice. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t worry about that. About him being too undesirable. She’d have taken full responsibility for that. But he isn’t and she makes a mental note to thank whoever it is that chose to be with her boy.

If he ever brings them to meet her that is.

“I uhh…I just wanted ta say thanks,” Katsuki grumbles and Mitsuki audibly gasps. This is very new.

Who is this man and what has he done with her son?

“You called…at three AM to say thank you? For umm..for what exactly? I don’t remember sending anything in the mail. Your birthday is still a few months away! I still have time to get a gift I’m not late like your father sugge—“

“No it ain’t…” he takes a deep breath in and out and again Mitsuki gasps. He’s trying to calm himself down. That’s also new. “It ain’t that. I just wanted to say thanks for bein’ my Ma.” He finishes the sentence in a rush.

And then it’s quiet on both ends of the line as mother and son sit in disbelief on the phone. And then Mitsuki clears her throat.

“Oh well…umm…you’re welcome. Thanks for being a dynamite kid…” she chuckles and when he doesn’t say anything she tacks on “Get it? Cuz your hero name?”

She’s gracious when he finally chuckles. “You’re such a dork Ma,” he says through a tired whispered laugh.

“If I’m a dork, then so are you. That’s how genetics work,” she fires back.

It’s quiet again before she swallows a lump in her throat and plucks up the courage to ask him.

“Where did this come from Katsuki?”

He sighs again, the bed creaks again and this time the snoring is louder in Mitsuki’s ear. He must’ve moved closer to the sleeping person.

“Just…I got someone…someone who’s really fucking good and I got lucky when she chose me but uhh…tonight she told me somethin’ and I don’t know…after she told me and I saw her…saw her kinda crumple into herself or something. Like she uhh…like she broke. You ever see a person break?” He asks.

Mitsuki nods as she listens intently, then fumbles when she realizes he can’t actually see her nodding. “Yeah uhh…loads of models during fashion week. It’s a nightmare for them. I’ve had to talk a few off the edge,” she explains with a dark chuckle.

“Yeah…well picture that but like watching it happen to Dad,” Katsuki mutters. Mitsuki’s breath catches in her throat. Just the thought of seeing her husband, the light in her life, her Masaru, broken like that makes her put a hand over her chest as it aches.

“I see,” is all she replies back.

“Anyway, after she told me I just…knew I needed ta call ya. So yeah… I just wanted ta say thanks…or whatever.”

Katsuki finishes his sentence and Mitsuki hears a soft smack of lips as he kisses the woman he’s sleeping with. She sighs, and Mitsuki can hear her murmur his name sweetly in her sleep. Her voice sounds lovely, sweet enough to melt her prickly son’s demeanor.

Mitsuki smiles to herself, and then she hears Katsuki yawn. “You should get some rest Katsuki,” she says motherly.

“Yeah yeah I will. Sorry for wakin’ ya,” he grumbles.

“Before you go…” Mitsuki says quickly.

“Yeah?”

“Bring her for dinner, next weekend. Your father will make your favorite,” she requests.

Katsuki stays quiet for a while, no doubt he’s contemplating whether he’s ready for his partner to meet his mother but then he sighs.

“Yeah…yeah ok fine. I mean…she could use some motherly love.”

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pyonpurin

2 weeks ago

i cried katsuki i love you

“i can do the alphabet in sign language!” eri chirps to you one night, tugging at the bottom of your skirt as she gazes up at you with that sparkle in her eyes she gets when she's about to show you something important.

the city hums softly outside your window. cars in the distance, someone’s dog barking, the occasional clink of a bottle hitting pavement. you’re curled on the couch with your legs tucked beneath you, fingers grazing the hem of the throw blanket, and eri’s settled close, knees bumping yours, her face lit by the soft blue flicker of the tv screen.

your mouth parts into a soft gasp, eyes going round with surprise, delight catching in your throat. “that’s so cool!” you grin, reaching for her instinctively, brushing a hand through her snowy hair. “you should show suki, he’d really like it.”

she nods, mouth stretched into a proud little beam, her arms winding around your leg in a hug, like she wants to melt into your side and stay there forever. “okay! where is he?”

you glance up, eyes flicking toward the hallway without much thought.

“i dunno,” you hum. “i think he’s getting your bedsheets.”

“i’m gonna go find him!” she cheers, letting go of you and running off without another word, small feet padding down the hallway before you can call out a reminder. to be gentle and cautious.

you sink back into the couch with a quiet wince, already imagining the startle that’s coming. katsuki doesn’t wear his hearing aids at home. he says they make him feel alienated, like he’s underwater in his own home. says he prefers the quiet, even when it means he misses footsteps behind him.

down the hall, eri’s palm skims the wall as she turns the corner.

“suki?” she calls out, forgetting he can't hear her.

she finds him with his back to the room, broad shoulders blocking the light from the closet as he reaches for the folded sheets on the top shelf.

she slowly steps over to his spot, tapping his bulgy arm and looking up at him with pride. he jumps, and almost blasts whatever it is coming near him. he knows it's not you, you make sure to knock on the wall or anything just to make yourself known before getting close to him.

it’s not dramatic, not loud, just a sharp inhale as his muscles twitch beneath his skin, the sheets nearly slipping from his hands, turning his head to look down at her in surprise.

“you scared me,” he mutters, voice low, words shaped more from breath than sound.

eri just grins up at him, undeterred. she lifts her right hand, fingers curling and tucking until they make a neat little H. katsuki raises a brow, the closet door creaking as it swings shut behind him.

immediately after, she forms an I with a soft grin

then she follows it with an I, fingers small and steady, her eyes never leaving his. her smile is proud. soft. expectant.

the moment reached him slower than it should have, but she keeps going.

her fingers move carefully, like she’s practiced this a hundred times in her room, mouthing the letters silently as she went. she starts spelling out the alphabet, grinning with pride.

by the time she gets to K, katsuki's kneeling, bringing himself to her level as he sits on his heels so they’re eye to eye. his expression softens in a way only a handful of people ever get to see.

his hand rises— not to stop her, not to fix her hands, not to take over. just to mirror her. to do it with her.

his lips are twitching, not into a smile yet, but close enough. something fond, folded under layers of gruffness and disbelief.

“you learn all that just for me?” he asks, low and rough.

eri nods, both hands flying up now, fingers tangling as she shows him N, then O, like she doesn’t want to waste time answering him out loud.

katsuki exhales like he’s been holding it in since she tapped him, then reaches forward and cups the back of her head gently, thumb brushing through her hair.

“your hair needs to be brushed." he murmurs, like he's trying to escape from the feeling inside of him. he's not even sure what it is, it just feels nice. to have her, this little girl, learn a language for him.

he reaches for the fallen sheets with a smile, a real smile. the kind that pushes up into his eyes and softens all the hard lines around his mouth.

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pyonpurin

3 months ago

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pyonpurin

4 months ago

I just read your "rating pet name my wife gives me" It's so cute 🥰 will you do Hinata Shouyou?

HINATA SHOUYOU ✰ RATING THE PET NAMES YOU CALL HIM: A THREAD

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pyonpurin

4 months ago

THINKING ABOUT TIMESKIP! SHŌYŌ VERY HARD !!!!!!!!!!!!!

I NEED HIM TO CHOKE ME WITH HIS FUCKING BICEPS AND HIS THIGHS AND CRUSH ME WITH HIS HUGS PLEASE I AM NOT ASKING FOR MUCH I JUST WANT TO DIE BY THE HANDS OF TIMESKIP! HINATA SHŌYŌ MY BELOVED I NEED THIS MAN UP MY VAGINA RIGHT NOW I AM NOT ASKING

HE CAN MANHANDLE ME HOWEVER HE WANTS THROW ME AROUND LIKE A TOY I DON’T CARE I WILL EVEN SUCK HIS DICK FOR HIM AND I HATE SUCKING DICKS BECAUSE THEY ARE ew BUT FOR HIM I WOULD DO IT I WILL BEG HIM TO LET ME DO IT

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