Gotta Love Kacchan

pairing: shoto x fem!reader | tw: swearing, insecurities

The gentle yet firm tug on his right wrist catches SHOTO off guard. Heterochromatic eyes widen ever so slightly as he drinks in the sight — your pretty face, bright smile, and adoring eyes — right in front of him. Instinctively, he releases a nervous gasp when you pull him closer and cup his cheek below his burn scar.

“Is that all that you’re worried about?” Your gaze is soft, so loving and affectionate, rendering him speechless and his mind blank. But he nods nonetheless, unsure where your question is heading. “I fall for you because you’re you. I don’t care whether or not you can cook a full-course meal.”

He leans into your touch, letting your words process in his mind before a lump forms in his throat and his eyes turn glassy. He bites his bottom lip to stop his tears from spilling out. But you quickly cup his face in your hands, wiping his tears away with your thumbs.

After voicing out all his insecurities as your boyfriend, he no longer can stifle his overwhelming emotions. Shoto wraps his arms around you in a tight hold. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, still in disbelief that you’d accept him unconditionally, that him being himself is enough when he was always forced to be more almost all his life.

“You’re already the best for me, Shoto.”

—

Somewhere in the hallway, two boys saw what had transpired in the kitchen.

“Tch, I would’ve left him long ago, if I were her.”

“You’re just jealous, Bakubro!”

“Jealous, my ass!” The blond boy growls at his red-haired friend. “Icyhot literally scorched whatever shit he’s makin’ when he’s supposed to use the fuckin’ stove right there. Who the hell even lets him in the kitchen, anyway?!”

“… Weren’t you the one who gave him the key?”

Y/n: *livestreaming while playing minecraft* "Guy's...what the fuck happened to my house..WHY IS IT ON FIRE?!"

Mina(another livestreamer) in the voice call: "I saw Bakugo placing TNT on your house, I think he did it!"

Bakugo (who's also a livestreamer playing minecraft): "No I didn't? the fuck you on about?!" *in denial*

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Also Bakugo a few minutes earlier: "You extras want me to grief my gf's house? fine I'll do it...if I get a sub."

-user090238403295 subscribed to Dynamight420-

Bakugo: "Aight, say no more." *starts placing TNT at Y/n's house*

His chat:

UwU69slayer: Bro you definitely gonna die

User34: ROFL I CANT WAIT FOR HER REACTION!

Bakugo: *use's redstone to ignite it*

-sounds of explosions from in game-

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Y/n: "Be right back!" *facecam shows her taking off her headphones and getting up from her chair and exiting the room*

(Meanwhile in Bakugo's streaming room)

Bakugo: *reading a donation* " 'Dynamight you are one of my favorite streamers on Twitch' " "I am?? wow I must be better than all those other extras on here."

-The door gets kicked open-

Bakugo: *whirling his head around to face the door in surprise* "WHAT THE FUCK!? KNOCK FIRST DUMBA- Princess?"

Y/n: "DID YOU BLOW UP MY HOUSE?!" *has a pissed off expression on her face*

Bakugo: "...no."

Y/n: *peaks at his chat* "Your chat says otherwise."

Bakugo: "Shit, OKAY YES I DID, BuT those extras wanted me to!"

Y/n: "Your sleeping on the couch tonight."

Bakugo: "WHAT?! nO BABE PLEASE FORGIVE ME--"

Y/n: *leaves and shuts the door behind her*

Bakugo's live stream chat rn:

Anonymous: L

Pussyslayer2000: L

User524542523: L

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hiiii just uploaded a new bkg headcanon fic on a whim :)

'we'll be alright'; bakugou x OCD/hypochondriac reader

i've been in an on and off ocd spiral for a while now, and have some weird things happening with my health, that kinda just contribute to each other. wanted to make a fic about it for anyone who may relate <3

the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating

How MHA boys would respond to “Can I try on your hero costume?” (Main three)

Hey there lovely people welcome back to my humble little corner! Enjoy today’s headcanons

Scenario: You wanted to wear their hero costume so you asked them if you could, you also wanted a picture with them 

Genre: Fluff

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Izuku 💚 (Cute nerd)

🥺 - You two were quietly enjoying each other’s company as Izuku held you in his lap when a thought popped inside your head 

🥺 -”Hey Zuzu?” You called as you lifted your head from his chest 

🥺 - “Yes hon?” He said as he looked down at you 

🥺 - “Can I try your hero costume on?” You ask eagerly 

🥺 - “Er, Uh what?” He asked again to make sure he heard right 

🥺 - “I wanna try your costume on so I know what it’s like wearing it“ You told him 

🥺 -”I don’t know… He says rather embarrassed 

🥺 - “Awww Izu come on, please?” You beg giving your boyfriend your best “puppy eyes”

🥺 - He sighed unable to resist your cuteness “Oh alright! I suppose it wouldn’t hurt”

🥺 - “YAY!” You cheer as you get off his lap so he could go get his costume 

🥺 - After a while he comes back with his costume in hand making you jump for joy as you take it from him and go change in his dorm’s bathroom 

🥺 - While he waits for you he thinks to himself about what made you want to try on his costume because compared to yours, his wasn’t all that appealing plus he had all those extra accessories 

🥺 - Once you had finally finished putting on Izuku’s costume you walked out his bathroom to find him having one of his typical mutter fests “What am I going to do with him…” You thought as you shook your head and then clear your throat to get his attention making him jump a bit 

🥺 - “Well what do you think?” You ask waiting for his opinion 

🥺 - He spirals into an incoherent mess as soon as he sees you and you facepalm

🥺 - “Here we go again” You exclaimed as you walked over to snap him out of it 

🥺 - “Oi! Earth to Izuku Midoriya!” You yell as you wave a hand in front of him and snap your fingers,effectively getting his attention again as he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck  

🥺 - “Sorry sweetie“ He apologizes

🥺 - “Gee Izu you really need to stop doing that, I already told you there’s no need for you to be shy with me now” You remind him with a laugh 

🥺 - “I know but I can’t help it” He admits with a chuckle of his own 

🥺 - “It really does suit you though, you look pretty in it” He says with a blush 

🥺 - “Awww thanks babe” You said as you sit down next to him on the bed

🥺 -  You spend a couple minutes in silence watching your feet lazily sway back and forth until Izuku spoke again 

🥺 - “But seriously why did you want to try my costume on?” He asked still genuinely curious about the matter 

🥺 -”Well it’s like I said I wanted to know what wearing it feels like” You said

🥺 - But also  because I want to be like the person I admire the most” You add giving him a bright smile 

🥺 - In that moment you could have sworn you saw Izuku tear up a bit at the sentiment “Are you crying?!”

🥺 -”Uh no!” He denied while he turned away from you to obviously wipe his tears away as you giggle 

🥺 - “Come on let’s take a picture!” You propose as you grab your phone from his desk and he gives you a nod followed by a smile 

🥺 - And so, you guys had a mini photo full of smiles and laughter 

Katsuki 🧡 (The firecracker)

💣 - Bakugo was minding his own business reading quietly when the sound of your voice rang through his room 

💣 - “Hey Suki! Watcha doing? You chirped as you walked over to where he was reading on his room’s couch 

💣 - “Well until your annoying self barged in, I was enjoying some PEACE“ He says giving you an eye roll before focusing on his book again 

💣 - “Meanie!“ You exclaim as you pout

💣 - “Thanks! I get that a lot now leave and close the damn door” He says while pointing to his doorway and not bothering to take his eyes off the book 

💣 - You slump over “Gee so much for wanting to ask you a question” 

💣 - Bakugo lets out a frustrated sigh as he puts a bookmark on the page he was reading and snapped his book shut. Finally looking at you 

💣 - “Fine what do you want make it quick I don’t have all day  He tells you and you immediately straighten up and grin 

💣 - “Can I try your hero costume on?” You asked full of hope 

💣 - Unfortunately for you, Bakugo would crush it instantly. “Oh hell no! He spats

💣 - “Why not?! You ask him angry about the fact that he didn’t even consider your idea 

💣 - “Because it’s MY hero costume” He says “Besides YOU wouldn’t be able to pull off the look”

💣 - You gasp very offended by his comment and he smirked satisfied by the reaction he got from you 

💣 -  You turn around as you were very angrily going to storm off to your dorm room but then you got an idea 

💣 -  “Fine then!” You yelled pretending to still be angry as you walked away “I’ll just ask someone else to see if their willing to let me wear theirs” You stop near his room’s door and smirk to yourself.”Maybe Deku-”

💣 -  You didn’t even finish your sentence when you heard Bakugo yell “Don’t you DARE ask that nerd!”

💣 - “Works every time…” You thought to yourself with a smirk before turning back around “Don’t ask him what Katsuki?” You asked with an “innocent” shrug 

💣 - “I’ll let you wear it” He says under his breath and you smirk to yourself again before running over and giving him a hug “Thanks Kats!”

💣 - He stood there for a moment before hugging back turning his head the other way so that you couldn’t see the blush on his face “Tch whatever”

💣 - “Stay here” Bakugo said as he pulled away and you happily nod

💣 - You plopped down on the couch to wait for Bakugo to come back and you look over and notice the book that Bakugo claimed to be reading. Since you were curious to know what it what was about you picked it up 

💣 - “NO WAY”! You exclaimed struggling to hold in your laughter. Turns out, Bakugo had been reading “Fruits Basket” (A/n: It’s the first thing that popped into my head)

💣 - You knew Bakugo liked to read manga but you never thought he’d read that, especially since you knew his stance on romance 

💣 - You took out your phone and snapped a quick picture of of it before setting it back down right where it was so Bakugo wouldn’t suspect anything also throwing your phone onto the coffee table and trying to compose yourself as Bakugo had come back 

💣 - “Why are you smiling dumbass?” Bakugo asked as he handed you the costume 

💣 - “No reason!“ You answer, trying not to sound suspicious as you took the costume from him and got up 

💣 - “Be right back!” You told him as you gave him a cheek kiss and went to change 

💣 - About twenty minutes later, you walked out to a very impatient Bakugo “Took you long enough!”

💣 - You roll your eyes at him. “I wouldn’t have if your gauntlets weren’t so godamn hard to put on” You argue

💣 - “Your the one who wanted to wear my costume!” He reminds you with a smirk 

💣 - “Oh can it Blasty! Besides, I know you think I look good in it” You confidently retort 

💣 -  “N-no I don’t” He stutters nervously 

💣 -  “Mhm, suuure!” You snicker as you sit down on his lap and give him a kiss 

💣 -  “Let’s take a picture! You tell him as you grab your phone and smile at him

💣 - “Not gonna happen!” He tells you as he looks away annoyed

💣 - “Well that’s too bad!” You respond as you start to tapping away on your phone.  “Now the squad’s going to know

💣 - “Know what dumbass?” Bakugo asked 

💣 - You smirked at him maliciously. “That your a sucker for romance” You answer, showing him the picture you took earlier and the text your about to send to the Bakusquad

💣 - Then the realization sets in as his eyes widen. “Don’t…..You……Dare!” He threatens 

💣 - “Too late, just did!” You said while sticking your tongue out 

💣 - What ensued was a chase around UA as Bakugo tried to catch you to get back at you for pulling your little stunt 

💣 - Let’s just say he caught you, and you owed him LOTS of kisses afterwards 

Shoto ❤️🤍 (Hot peppermint)

🔥 - You made your way to Todoroki’s dorm 

❄️ -You had nothing better to do and wanted to spend time with him so you texted him to ask if you could come over and he agreed  🔥 - Todoroki opened the door to his dorm as he greeted you with a small smile. “Hello darling” 

❄️ - “Hey Sho!” You said as you gave him a quick peck and went inside

🔥 - “Do anything interesting today?” You asked  

❄️ - “Just finished writing this letter for my mother” He says as he sits  down on the floor in front of his table 

🔥 -  “That’s nice!” “We should visit her again soon since its been a while” You proposed while sitting down next to him

❄️ - “Your right” He tells you with a smile. “I’ve been wanting to visit her again”

🔥 - “You smile fondly as you watch your boyfriend put the letter neatly into an envelope which he then stores in the drawer near his bed

❄️ - “Sho can I ask you something?”

🔥 -  “ Sure love what is it?” He said sitting back down next to you

❄️ - “Can I please wear your hero costume?” You say shyly

🔥 - He gives you a confused look. “Why darling, do you not like yours?”

❄️ - You laugh at his confusion. “No hon, just curious is all!”

🔥 - “Oh okay”

❄️ - “So can I?” You ask once again 

🔥 - Todoroki simply nods and says “I’ll go get it” making you grin as you watched him leave 

❄️ - He came back rather quickly and handed the costume over “Here you go love”

🔥 - You thank him as you grab it from him and go change 

❄️ - Moments later you come back “Sho, can you help me get your vest on properly?”

🔥 - Todoroki chuckled as he sees his vest is crooked on you “Of course”

❄️ - Once he helped you get fixed up, he stepped back and you supn around so he could get a better look at you “Well?”

🔥 - “You look wonderful sweetheart” He says causing you to blush

❄️ - “Shoto!” You squeak embarrassed 

🔥 - He smiles. “I mean it Y/n, I think you wear it better than me”

❄️ - “Aww you’re the sweetest!” You exclaimed while giving him a hug that he gladly returned 

🔥 - “Hey can we get a picture now that I have your costume on?” You asked once you pulled away. He only laughed in response  

❄️ -The picture is now in a frame that is resting on his nightstand and is the last thing he sees before bed and the first he sees when he wakes up, never failing to put a smile on his face

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  You’ve reached the end lovely reader! As always I hope you enjoyed 

Until next time, take care! 😊

DT: @sokastanos​

We have heard enough of bakugou being possessive. Let's talk about the reason behind it

In all reality, katsuki isn't possessive, he is scared, so so much scared that he feels helpless. What if you fall out of love with him? Like all those fucking extras? Katsuki is so scared that he would comfort you even when he's the one in pain, he doesn't want all this to end- doesn't want it to ever cease even if it's one heck of a dream.

It's not his possessiveness, it's you; it's your love that made him fall so so hard. The sight of you with someone else just makes him feral.

You are his only redemption; would you always stick with him? It drones his mind hours and hours on end.

What if?

Slumping against the kitchen counter, he just wishes to listen to your hushed, quite breaths as you sleep, he wishes...no, he needs to be the one holding you flat against his chest as you are asleep.

He claws at the stupid hero costume that clings to his body from all the sweat and blood; you don't know he is in pain, but if you did would you be there for him?

Sometimes he cannot help but think whether he imposed his life on you, his mind can't help but see all those flickering moments of the life you had before him; you were happy back then, but are you now?

You walk out of the bedroom without urgency, you hand mindlessly rubbing the soreness from the day. It was so late but the emptiness that Katsuki left behind didn't let you sleep.

'Katsuki?'

He winces, tries to look away from you. How could he not? You looked so much in pain, and it seemed like you had already traded half of his injury the moment your fingers smoothed out his hair, the shiver of your fingers doing something in him.

'Katsuki, are you hurt?'

He doesn't bother replying, doesn't bother bothering you. He relaxes against your shoulder, drinking on the feel of your skin against his.

'Missed you fuckin' so much.'

You hummed at him, slightly beckoning him to follow you to the bedroom. You told him repeatedly he was hurt, he was bleeding, but he didn't care.

And who was at fault? Your or his love?

Katsuki isn't possessive, he is just scared till the end of him. He has fallen so so hard, he can trade all the good he ever gained, just for you.

[8:47pm]

judge me all you want but i was watching monsters inc. while writing this 😈💪🏼 btw characters are in hs

rushed and not edited 😍🙌🏼

masterlist

Bakugou Katsuki is such a good kisser. It’s almost hard to believe that you were each other’s very first kisses he’s that good. You were almost always at his house and his mother absolutely adored you. However, whenever you started to get deep into a conversation with her, you were whisked away by your angry boyfriend.

He always always always takes your hand to lead you up the stairs and shuts his door. Wouldn’t want his old had to be spying on you guys now. Not that she would but he’s a little paranoid.

Bakugou leads you to his bed to which he will immediately pull you onto his lap so you are straddling him. “Sukiii, i just got here.” you whine. He begins to kiss down your neck, sucking your favorite spot then nipping at it lightly.

“Mmm, don’t care. Kiss me.” He says making his way further up your neck to your jawline. Once you finally begin to kiss him back, he adds more fevor to the kiss. Moving his head at the right times, sensually tonguing at your mouth in the most deliciously disgusting way possible.

“mm suki” He glances up at you but soon realizes you weren’t beckoning his attention, but more so calling out to him for more.

And then for the next hour or so before you had to go home it continued on like that. Slow sensual kisses, touches, hickeys around each other’s necks. But when it finally was time for you to leave, he will escort you back downstairs asking if you could stay for just a little longer.

“Oh, your leaving already Y/N? Well come back soon hun you’re always welcome!” His mom will say before looking at her son. “Katsuki what’s on your neck?” You take that as your sign to make a run for it, “Well, I um i’m gonna head out, bye suki love you, and bye mitsuki!” She turns back to her son to examine his neck further. “Oh my god, is it a hickey?!” “Hah?”

“Katsuki Bakugou you have a hickey on your neck go look.” She giggles out. Bakugou runs to the mirror to find the purple bruise located where his collar bone meets his neck, the spot that had him keening out for you.

“She is so dead” he mumbled going back to his room.

“Don’t be too hard on her now Katsuki,” Mitsuki calls from the bottom of the steps. “Yeah yeah whatever.”

suki<3: you left a hickey on my neck? how the fuck am i supposed to get this off?

Y/N🙄🧡: you didn’t seem to mind when i was doing it (っ◕‿◕)っ ♥

suki<3: well i didn’t really notice it when it was happening. and cut it with the stupid emoticons

Y/N🙄🧡: aww why cause it felt so good suki?? i’m flattered (>‿♥)

suki<3: keep tellin yourself that baby, hags callin me for dinner, i gotta go

suki<3: talk to you later, i love you, pretty 🧡

Y/N🙄🧡: i love you too suki <3333 smooch smooch

suki<3: 😘

Y/N🙄🧡: AHHHH OMGOMG YOU-

Y/N🙄🧡: IM SO IN LOVE

Y/N🙄🧡: MY BF IS SO NICE TO ME

Y/N🙄🧡: YOU LOVVVEEE MEEEEE

Y/N🙄🧡: KISSKISSKISSKISSKSS😘😘😘😘😘

read by suki<3 at 6:39pm

Uppies!

b.katsuki / f.reader

genre: domestic, husband!bakugou, wife!y/n

warning(s): mizusu is babie, she throws a lil tantrum- but nothing daddy can't fix

w.count: 3k

synopsis: katsuki comes home early to relieve the babysitter hired to take care of mizusu. you come back home to your daughter sitting on her father's hip and listening to kiddy music with dinner on the stove. katsuki realizes just how warm his two girls make him.

-x-x-x-

a/n: ive been stressed and i think bringing mizusu, the beloved baku-child, back will make me feel better. bc she's precious. she's still a lil bab in this one :D

-x-x-x-

It was just after noon when Katsuki's mobile started to violently ring in his pocket. It was a special ringtone he set to be horrendously obnoxious so it'd gain his attention every time it went off. He knew who was calling before he could even dig the device out of his pocket because of it. He only briefly looked at the caller ID every time out of pure habit.

-Zusu's Sitter-

He only barely clicked his tongue, half expecting this phone call at some point today. He swipes his thumb across the screen then presses the phone to his ear.

"Tapping out, kid?" He holds no teasing or malicious tone, it was more like a statement he was finalizing before the person on the other end spoke.

Katsuki and yourself had hired a babysitter for the days you and he both had to work and couldn't easily get out of it or swap out between morning and afternoon shifts. You had hired some teenager who was looking for experience in childcare as well as make a quick buck during breaks between terms. However, this morning when they showed up after you had already left for you, they didn't look the best.

They had reassured Katsuki that they could work and that they were just experiencing a small head cold, maybe even something as unremarkable as allergies. Though, the parent in him kicked in and made the teen promise to call him if their fever spikes up. Both for the teenagers sake and for the fact he didn't want his little one-year-old daughter catching a fever either.

On top of that, he gave them specific instructions to call him instead of you.

Compared to him, you've been practically pulling your hair out trying to adjust back into your work life. Even though your maternity had been up for a while, you had been doing exclusively desk and paper work for your agency- still a bit too paranoid about going back into the field now that you were out of practice. You had only recently put that hero suit of yours back on and started back on daily patrols in different city limits and sectors.

He didn't want you rushing home in a frenzy because your daughters babysitter was sick. Katsuki could just walk out of his agency, saying his daughter's sitter was out of commission and he wouldn't even be slapped on the wrist the next day.

"I'm very sorry, sir!" The teen practically cries into the line. "I really thought I could go all day, but my fever jumped out of no where and I don't want Mizusu getting sick because of me."

Katsuki breathes out of his nose as he raises from his desk. He looks at the clock hanging on the wall that read 12:04, although if memory serves that clock was a bit slow.

"It's fine," he huffs, but still not really annoyed. He grabs a sticky-note pad from the corner of his desk and starts scribbling on it as he speaks separately into the phone. "Go ahead and put Zusu in her play pen for now, but wash your damn hands before you touch her. Keep her there until I get home," he rips the top sticky-note off and flips it over to the hero who sat in front of him in their own little desk space. "Even if she starts fussing, don't take her out; she'll be fine."

"Of course. I'll keep my contact with her to an absolute minimum!"

"Good," the hero who read his note gave him a cheeky thumbs up and he rolls his eyes in return before he's kicking his gauntlets, that had already been discarded since their too bulky to wear at a desk, under his desk. They're hidden further under the wood when he pushes his chair forward to join them under the desktop with his foot. "I'll be there in 15."

He ends the call and is already in the changing room of the agency as as he starts peeling his hero suit off. Normally, cutting work short would annoy him. But whenever it's about you or Mizusu, he can't bring himself to grimace at the early self-dismissal.

-x-x-x-

The outside sounds of cars and general white, background noise all fades into nothing as the front door of Katsuki's home he shares with you and his little girl shut behind him. The jangling of his keys was the loudest noise he registered until he hear the small, whiney sounds of Mizusu's fussing further inside.

Katsuki chuckles to himself as he hangs the keys up on the keyring holder beside the door as he heels off his beat up, aged loafers and trots inside. The duffle on his shoulder is filled with his suit and belt, bouncing off his hip as he walked with his hand stuff in his joggers; a habit he's had since middle school he's never been able to break.

Rounding into the living room, he sees his blonde headed daughter in the middle of her playpen, a wall of semi-stable plastic walls to keep her out of trouble, but still a large enough play space for her overwhelming number of toys. On the couch- a decent distance from her- is the sitter, sitting on the cushions and trying to ease his child's tantrum from there.

A fruitless effort, but he gave an A for effort.

"Alright, Girlie," Katsuki speaks towards the fussing toddler while simultaneously announcing his arrival since the sitter obviously hadn't heard him come home at all. "That's enough." And like magic, the fussing died down to a rather pathetic sounding whine. "You ain't fooling anyone with that fake fit," he pulls the duffle strap over his head and off his shoulder to flop onto the living room floor by the couch. The teen sitter stands as he approaches, although a bit unstable on their feet; from the fever he assumes. "You're free to go," he tells them, "need me to call a cab?"

"No sir," they decline politely. "I can make it home just fine." They quickly leave the house, not wanting to raise the possibility of anyone else getting sick- no matter how slim the chance. Katsuki stood at the edge of Mizusu's playpen as she had rocked herself up from her bum to her feet, waddling towards her father before plopping herself back down.

He's quickly disassembling the plastic wall and creating an opening so if she gets back up again, she could waddle closer and reach his legs. Though, she does neither. He stands above her still as she stares up at him. It was like some silent, blonde stare off between father and daughter, but there was no winner or loser.

After what he assumed was approximately 15 seconds, she grew bored and lightly kicked her legs before raising her little arms, that still had their baby chub on them, up towards his towering form.

"Papa, uppies!" Her speech was still somewhere limited, but she knew how to demand being picked up. She was still just a little thing, barely able to understand that she can stomp and wave her arms around at the same time. So of course, her manners- or lack thereof- weren't the best. Although, she was a total sweetheart most of the time.

Katsuki almost rols his eyes at the thought of his mother telling him over and over again how lucky he was that Mizusu was an easy baby. Must've taken after you, rather than him in that department. He smirks at the thought of him always being a little terror back in his young youth.

"Papa!" Mizusu cries again, her little hands opening and closing in urgency. "Uppies!" Katsuki bends his knees, squatting down to get closer to the floor-planted toddler. HIs arms were outstretched, elbows resting on his bent knees.

"What do we say when we want something?"

The little girl dropped her hands before she teetered herself up onto her chubby feet again and waddled between his legs and pushing her hands against his tee clade chest.

"Uppies, please," she whines softly, like she was on the verge of tears. Crocodile tears to be certain. Mizusu was also at the age where she would fake cry to get what she wanted. Although, it never got her far. Both he and you could tell the difference between an attention-seeking cry and a real one.

Though, when his little girl was right in front of him like this, he couldn't help but see your qualities in her. He smiles as he brings his arms down from his knees and lowered his head down to kiss her little forehead. He swoops his arms around to her sides before she was ensnaring her fingers in his tee in preparation to be hoisted up.

He gently stands before he was slotting his arm under his rear, her legs on either side of his chest as she looks up at him. She giggles, finally happy she got what she wanted.

"Good girl," he told her. "Always say 'please' and 'thank you'. That's what mommy tells you to do."

"Thank you, papa!" She speaks far too loudly for being right in front of his face, regardless he smiles at her. She wraps her arms around his neck, resting her face against his shoulder and swinging her little legs behind him. Her heels bounce weakly off his hips, but it almost feels nice since he's always so sore or pensive due to work.

"You're welcome." He pats her back a few times before he's spinning on his heel. "Want a snack?"

"Yes, please!"

-x-x-x-

When you came home from work, it was just past five in the afternoon. Seeing Katsuki's car in the drive way, shoes in the entrance, and keys on the holder bewildered you. He was supposed to be home after you today, but he somehow managed to beat you. Maybe he just had nothing left to do at his agency and left early because he was bored, he's done that before.

The faint sounds of music become clearer the further inside you march and before long, you follow the noise into the kitchen. You peek around the corner to see Katsuki supporting Mizusu on one of his jutted out hips. His other hand was stirring something boiling with plums of steam rolling out of a pot on the stove. You couldn't help noticing how far he held Mizusu away from the stove, even turning his chest away so she was as far as possible.

Her hands were above her, one lost within Katsuki's hair the other in the waving towards the fan above the stove you could hear whirring just under the sounds of the music playing from Katsuki's phone.

It was Mizusu's favorite song as of the moment that was playing through the phone speakers. Her small legs bounce in Katsuki's hold and her little heels kicked into his back and stomach, but he acted as if they didn't effect him- and they probably didn't.

When the song ends, she's cheering almost immediately.

"Papa, play again!"

"It'll play again in a second, be patient."

"Am patent!"

When the song picks up again, you suppress a laugh of your at the excited wiggling your daughter kicks up in her father's arm. You would never tell him that you saw him start to lightly bounce on his heels to the familiar rhythm of the children song that probably haunts his dreams.

Your brought out of your little dreamscape by a shrill "Mama!". Your daughter giving you away. Katsuki turns and sends a small glare at you; he would never admit that there was a flush on his cheeks even if you pointed it out to him. You approach the duo and Mizusu was adamant in her new goal of getting out of her father's hold and into yours.

You easily take her, letting Katsuki's arm fall to his side as he set the pot he was stirring down to a simmer and placed a lid over it. He turned around fully to see you nuzzling against against Mizusu's cheeks, making her laugh and weakly push against you to cease your ticklish actions.

His chest felt warm watching you both. Once she 'escapes' your nuzzling rampage, she throws her head down and buries her face into your neck where you then turn your attention to your husband while rubbing her back.

"How'd you manage to get home before me?" You ask and only receive an eyeroll back.

"Wow, welcome home. I missed you today too, babe." You send his eyeroll back to him.

"Hello, Katsuki," you greet before he's kissing your cheek.

"To answer your question, I came home around noon." You gape at him. "Sitter got sick, so I left the agency early." You bounce Mizusu on your chest while he explains.

"Why didn't they tell me? I would've stayed home today."

"They thought they could handle it, but I told them to call me if they couldn't. To their credit, they lasted longer than I thought."

"Katsuki," your tone slightly on the stern side made his shoulder slack.

"I can handle, Zusu. You've been busy gettin' back into the swing of things. You don't need to worry every second of everyday," he tells you while his hands comes up to the small of your back, using his thumbs to rub lightly along your spine. You know he's right, but it's not like you can just turn your brain off. He pushing his lips against your temple before his hand slides down to lightly tap your ass. "Go put, Girlie in her highchair. Our food's done and I'll grab something for her to eat too."

You nod at him, a bit frustrated with yourself, but you knew he was coming from a good place. You take a breath before stretching that smile back on your lips and bringing your daughter away from your neck to look at you.

"You ready for dinner, Zusu?" Her eyes light up. "It's papa's food tonight!" You spin around, as Katsuki shuts the music playing from his phone off, inwardly thanking every god above because the sound of his daughters favorite kiddy song was grating on his very soul.

"Papa's food!" She cheers in repetition. Katsuki watched as Mizusu easily let you settle her into her chair and latch her in before sliding the plastic tray in front of her.

He continues to watch as you walk to the fridge to grab her something to drink- finding the premade bottle of deluded juice Katsuki had set in there earlier to chill- and set it within her grasp. She almost downs all of it before you tell her to not gulp it all because after that juice is empty she's getting water- which she dislikes because it's 'icky'.

And still he watches as you all eat together at the table and talk, even Mizusu as she chimes in with random sounds. Words she can barely say yet, and indecipherable babbles you always nod and agree with that keep her entertained.

"Katsuki?" You call as you reenter the kitchen after setting Mizusu in the playpen where she stares focused on the late night show she always gets to watch before a bath and bed. He hums as he continues to wash the dishes. You come up beside him and he smiles at the small action of your hand coming to rest on his back. "You alright? You've been sorta quiet. I can take Mizusu's next day so you can rest if your tired."

"That's not it, I ain't tired," he tells you as he sets a dish in the opposite side of the sink as it waits to be rinsed of soap suds with the rest of them. "Am I not allowed to be quiet sometimes?" He chides and you scoff at him, pinching against his spine that he just chuckles at.

"I'm just checking on you, hard-head."

"I ain't no hard-head."

"Yeah, tell it to the judge."

"And who's that?"

"Me and Mizusu."

"That would be 'judges', babe; plural."

"Oh shut up," you snort as you start taking the still sud-covered dishes before rinsing them and putting them in the dish strainer. The rest of the chore is finished in a blanket of quiet, ears open for any sound of Mizusu possibly causing mischief just beyond the kitchen.

As you wipe your hands of any remaining water that tries to travel down your arm and off your elbow, Katsuki comes up behind you. Settling his arms on your hips, he rests his forehead on your shoulder and you lean back into him.

"You alright?" You ask him again, much more softly this time and he just lightly hums. It's a lighthearted sound, the sound he makes when he's still too embarrassed to say aloud that he's happy. And he is. He's so happy it hurts and he just wants to soak in it all. In you, in his little Mizusu, in this house.

"I love you... like a god damn lot." You bring your hand up to push his head against the side of yours, cheek pushing against his skull. You take in the lingering scent of last nights shampoo and briefly wonder how his shampoo stays fragrant for so long- or maybe it's just his natural scent. Regardless, it's nice.

"I love you too. Like way more." He scoffs against you.

"Impossible."

"Papa!" Mizusu calls from the living room. He actually laughs lightly against your shoulder, hot air micro-dampening your shirt sleeve and warming the skin beneath before he's kissing it lightly and detaching himself from you.

"Duty calls 'papa'," you tease. He grabs you by sticking his index finger between the fabric of your bottoms and your skin. Yanking you lightly against him, he was urging you to follow him back to the living room with his lips quirked up. His smile was mischievous enough to show his gums, yet he couldn't hide the tenderness in it either.

"You're not free of duty either, 'mama'."

-x-x-x-

જ⁀➴ Things To Script: Politics Edition

Yes, this is an American aesthetic. Yes it is because I am American.

Elections are completely fair, not rigged, no scandals, fair.

There are no two of the "lesser evils" all candidates are genuinely good people and they want nothing but the best for the country.

All candidates represent the American people, if the American people find that the elected official is unfit they will be REMOVED (yes this is Trump shade.)

There is separation of church and state.

Americans are more open-minded about candidates from parties other than the Democratic and Republican party

(should I just say script out conservatism in general? I mean this is your reality you can if you want!)

We have no official language and ALL languages, cultures, backgrounds are represented and have the ability to be taught.

DEATH to the electoral college.

Fake news, propaganda, lies, non fact checked information cannot make it's way towards journalism.

News outlets have to report TRUE, unbiased information (I'm looking at you FOX)

No trade wars...

America does not involve itself in colonialism, imperialism, militarism, etc (mainly because those things do NOT exist.)

Supreme Court Justices do not rule for life.

There is an age limit to the presidency (this is subjective but personally I don't want an 80 year old president)

The minimum wage is increased from $7.25 (can you believe it's still that) to $20 (or whatever you prefer)

Free healthcare across ALL fifty states.

Planned Parenthood is in every state, providing safe abortions, sex ed, contraceptives, etc to everyone who is in need.

Abortions can NEVER be banned.

Free childcare across ALL fifty states.

Our politicians are civil, cordial, respectful, kind, intelligent (another dig on...let's just say a few people)

World peace

All oppressed/colonized people are FREE and live without any colonial influence.

Affordable prescription drugs.

Baby formula is affordable (this isn't really political but no formula should cost FIFTY BUCKS?)

Gay marriage is legal across all states and can NOT be revoked.

No fascism, Nazism, white supremacy, zionism, any bigoted idealogy in general does NOT exist.

Books are not banned/ can't be banned.

No fracking.

Free college.

No discrimination against ANYONE no matter their race, ethnicity, nationality, origin, sexuality, gender identity, etc.

Rape, sexual assault, pedophilia does not exist.

Crime in general doesn't exist.

Free therapy across the country.

The government actually WORKS to make this country better.

ICE does NOT exist.

Federal assistance programs can NOT be cut.

No wealth gap (no top 1% and the struggling 99%)

No homelessness.

No poverty.

Maternity leave is LONGER (isn't it like 2-6 weeks? come on now...)

Court rulings that have been passed can NOT be overturned (think roe v. wade)

No pink tax!

First time homeowners receive a grant from the government to help them with payments.

Credit scores isn't an issue, anyone regardless of their wealth can purchase a new car/home/rent an apartment.

Native Americans are seen as the true indigenous people of the Americas an they are incredibly respected, the land is returned back to them.

Follow up: Columbus Day does not exist.

The KKK doesn't exist...or MAGA or TRUMP!

No anti-vaxxers (get vaccinated, no they don't cause autism and no they aren't chipping you or whatever right wingers think)

They are laws put in place to protect our planet, nature reserves, recycling is MANDATORY, wildlife parks, etc.

History is NOT erased and is actively taught/encouraged in schools.

Guns...do I even need to explain at this point...

Immigrants are WELCOME and there is no stigma, discrimination or stereotypes about them either!

This country is extremely diplomatic we are on good terms with all countries, every meeting with them goes well and can only strengthen our allyship.

everyone is WOKE, I mean unprecedented woke, profoundly woke EVERYONE GET MORE WOKE NOW!!!

Okay that's all I could come up with for now! Buh bye my loves!