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FINALLY IVE BEEN WAITING ON THE FICS TO DROP😭😭😭

Just like that I’m droppin’ a Sinners fic tomorrow, shit maybe tonight if I can get it together . I’m Obsessed

Thinkin’ the first will be of Stack.

Im too excited!

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losing the idgaf war badly (I want to be in love and to have someone be in love with me)

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— late

This was completely inspired by a conversation I had with my friend about her kids.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader.

Warnings: girl dad!Bakugou, established relationship, not proof-read as always.

Word Count: 1.1k.

Juggling family as a Pro-Hero in the top 10 is never easy. No matter what you do to ensure your plans go smoothly, crime doesn’t sleep— especially not when it’s your daughters fifth birthday.

“I hate you!” Is the last thing Bakugou hears before his daughters bedroom door is slammed shut, the silence after is deafening as you watch the colour drain from your husbands face.

His chest still heaving from the speed in which he rushed home, dirt and grime stain his skin as he stands dejected in the middle of the living room. Boots that are usually abandoned at the door trudge filth through your home as Bakugou stands statuesque in place.

“Baby,” You hum, reaching around his frame to bring him closer to you as you rest your chin on his chest to stare up at him, “You know she doesn’t mean that—”

“Course she does,” He rasps, “She said she fuckin’ hates me.”

You can tell from the slight lilt to his gruff voice that your big, strong husband is on the verge of tears. Bringing his arm up to rub at his blackened eyes with the ball of his hand, smearing the eyeliner along his cheekbones.

Bakugou was used to being hated, from the public to the media and the Hero Commission. It was usually something he could brush off with ease, laughing off angry emails or poorly written articles. But it was a different kind of hurt when the words had come from his own daughter.

“She’s hurting right now,” You soothe, tightening your grip on him as his Adam’s apple bobs, “She was just excited for you to be at the party, but she understands—”

Bakugou had booked this day off a year in advance, it was always the first thing he looked at on the calendar, even before your birthday. It was his daughters special day, and he was determined for it to be perfect. Fully embracing whatever theme she’d decided on for her celebrations— this year had been a Barbie theme that had left your home embellished in vibrant pink and glitter that would probably stay embedded into your plush carpets until her next birthday.

He’d spent the previous night carefully wrapping a custom Barbie doll in pretty pink paper as you prepared the house for her party. Bakugou had even picked out an entire hero outfit that was an on brand Barbie pink, instead of his usual colours that he was planning on surprising his daughter with.

But even with all these plans in place, and even arranging backup from his dutiful sidekicks at the agency— the life of a Pro-Hero is never easy. And just as Bakugou was preparing to change into his outfit for his daughters party, he was called into work. An emergency that superseded anyone working at his agency today, as the Hero Commission requested his presence in the field.

It’s not the first time it’s happened, and Bakugou knows it won’t be the last. Even a last minute phone call to Deku to take the lead wasn’t enough to save his day, as the Commission ended up calling both heroes to the scene.

Hours later, he was explosive and inconsolable. Telling the authorities to fuck the crime scene reports and statements as he shoved an unwitting reporter out of his face as their camera crashed to the floor, certain his PR team would be in his inbox about that incident first thing tomorrow morning. But he was completely uninterested in humouring any of them today, not when he could’ve been at home with his family.

Coming in through the front door as he finally realised just how late it was when the house was completely empty besides you and his daughter.

“I should’ve been here, she needed me—”

“The city still needs Dynamight,” You murmured, “What was the situation?”

“Bad,” He grumbled, “Shithead derailed a train in the city, had a group of school kids on it. One almost— the look in his eyes when he was fallin’.“

He trailed off, scrunching his nose as he thought back to the scene. You felt his arms wrap around your shoulders as he clung to you, leaning into your warmth as he tried to calm his racing heart.

“But he didn’t, right?”

He shook his head as you smiled, breathing in the scent of smoke and ash from his quirk as soot covered his body.

“Because Dynamight is a hero.”

“But not to my own daughter.”

“You’ll always be her hero, baby.” You soothe as he leans down to bury his face in the curve of your neck, deeply inhaling the scent of you.

“I’m a terrible dad,” His breath tickles your neck as you pull back to frown at him.

“Don’t you dare say that,” You scrunch your nose in irritation, “You’re the best dad, Kats.”

“If I was, I woulda been here for her.” He scoffs.

“You’re out there keeping us safe, keeping other kids safe. Making sure they get to go home to their dads too.” You cradle his face in your palms to press a soft kiss to his chapped lips.

The sound of little feet coming down the stairs breaks him away from you as you turn to see your daughter, still dressed in her full party outfit, standing at the bottom of the stairs.

“Hey, is that my little princess?” Bakugou rasps as she comes towards you both, crouching down to her height and adjusting the pink tiara that sits on top of her head.

“Barbie princess.” She whispers, holding a piece of pink paper out to him as he takes it.

“Barbie princess.” He corrects himself, moving his attention to the words words etched onto the page as he unfolds it.

‘I’m sorry I wouldn’t trade you for any other daddy in the world.’

A smile spreads across your face at the cute sentence as you feel the muscles in Bakugou’s back immediately relax, reaching down to lift your daughter up to hold her to his chest as her small arms immediately circle his neck.

“I’m sorry I missed your party, sweetheart,” He rasps, smoothing her wild hair down.

“I’m sorry too,” She sniffs, “I don’t hate you, daddy.”

Bakugou’s lips curl into a soft smile as he leans forward to press a kiss onto her cheek.

“I love you, princess.” He whispers, nuzzling her cheek with his nose.

“Love you too, daddy.” She smiles.

“But you know you can’t trade me anyway, right?” He frowns, pulling back to meet her gaze, “I’m your daddy and I always will be.”

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Who doesn’t want Carmy to go down on them?

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“F-fuck…”

You couldn’t say much else even if you wanted to.

Your brain was putty, your legs numb, as they draped over Carmy’s shoulders. He moaned against your slick folds, the vibrations causing you to arch and push further into his eager mouth. The small office was filled with the filthy sounds of his wet sucking and your whimpers.

“Carm, shit… m’close…”

You curled your fingers into his messy hair, pulling just enough so that he got the message and moved from tonguing your entrance back to your swollen clit. His gorgeous blue eyes were locked on your face, the way your mouth gaped and your eyes fluttered as he ambushed you with pleasure. He knew by the way your thighs twitched around his head, your gasps becoming higher pitched and desperate, he had you exactly where he wanted you.

You whine pitifully when he pulls away just enough to speak. His thumb replaces his tongue, rolling over your abused clit in firm circles.

“Gotta be quiet, sweetheart, want everyone to hear how needy you are? Fuck…”

As quickly as he stopped he was back at it, sucking at you with renewed vigor. You bit down on your balled fist, trying and failing to contain your needy moans. Two fingers slipped inside your slick walls was all it took for you to succumb to the divine torture, the pleasure of your orgasm rolling over you in waves.

His fingers worked that sensitive spot inside of you, his husky voice whispering words of sweet praise against your skin.

“Taste so good, shit… can’t ever get enough of ya…”

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And just like that my fanfic depression was cleared❤️🥹❤️

Waves: One Last Time

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MY GAWD?!??,?

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Just thinking about Pro-Hero Red Riot dragging Dynamight along to one of his monthly visits to a local childrens hospital where he turns up in full hero gear to visit the sick children and Bakugou thinks it’s gonna be an absolute waste of time until he sees the way these childrens faces light up at the sight of the two hulking Pro-Heroes coming into the ward.

After the first visit Bakugou finds himself coming back regularly, often with Dynamight merch and toys (some which aren’t even on general sale yet) just to gift it to these children and to watch their faces light up again.

And his PR team keep trying to get him to do interviews, and the paps swarm the outside of the building trying to get the scoop but he refuses to talk to anyone about it. He’s not doing it for the publicity or the rankings, he’s doing it because he wants to. And the only pictures that surface are ones the parents have taken of their children or ones you post of him with them— the softest expression on his face as he gives the kids high fives or crouches down to their level to talk to them face to face. Gauntlet-arms resting on his thighs as he listens to them talk animatedly about heroes and their favourites— one little girl claiming her absolute favourite hero is Deku. And you hear Bakugou scoff and go “Yeah, he’s alright.” But the following week Pro-Hero Deku turns up to meet the girl, claiming that his friend Dynamight sent him.

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toxic mothers are wild they'll really be like "I never said that" like ma'am yes you did cause it's been ingrained in my head since I was twelve

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I restart the entire song if i breathe too loud over my favorite part

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