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[mbradleythewordsmith]

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[bigmacksstuff]

Look at this... 👀

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[therealchriskruz]

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[haitian-teddy21]

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[simminmybestlife]

My sims keep those WickedWoohoo Condoms & Birth control on lock at ALL times! Can’t slip up and end up with 10 kids (like last time, lol)! You Sim hoes betta’ step ya’ game up ( in my Big Freedia voice)  Keep all the contraception equipment on the dresser alongside my Mac Makeup and bong! LOL! 

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[themessyrealreality]

I Got Stories Of All Kinds Ready To Be Told All My Stories Are True The Only Thing Fictional Is The Names But Baby They Get Deep I Got Sisters Messing With Eachother Man and Cousins Being The Look Out I Got Gay Baby Daddie’s and Bothers Fighting Over Who Man He Is All The Real Hot Juicy Tea Just Let Me Know Which Story You Want First

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Derrick and Tamon A Kane and Able Story

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[jeremiahjahi]

Congrats to the cast and crew of Loving Byron (written & directed by @deantegray_ ) on the win in Houston. Had a great time working on this one. Look forward to you all seeing it after its festival run. Superb work! #cinema #worldcinema #blackcinema #actorslife #acting #relationships #storeowner #younglove #hoodstories #urbanlife #urbantales #storytelling https://www.instagram.com/p/B__RK_YpDlh/?igshid=zby72um129lp

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[therealchriskruz]

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[babybakuu]

worth it

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader 

Warnings: Cursing & mentions of death

Word count: 1721

A/N: what is up my dudes,, you asked for a part 2 to the “is that blood?” prompt and here it is. once again this is unedited bc i mfing hate editing, thank u

part 1 

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Katsuki’s in the hospital. His feet are pacing back in forth in the waiting room and he’s wearing a random white t-shirt he threw on before you two left, was it yours or his? Probably yours since it’s practically ripping at the seams but he doesn’t care- shirts were replaceable and you weren’t. It’s soaked in rain and each time he glances down at the reminiscences of your blood stained on the tee, he can feel himself spiraling. What the hell was going on? How come the doctor was taking so long? How come he wasn’t getting any updates? 

“Bakugou.” A familiar voice snaps him out of his thoughts and he stops dead in his tracks. “You okay? How’s (Y/N)?” Kirishima is standing in front of him with a bag filled with clothes and he’s slightly out of breath. Did he run all the way here? 

“Don’t know.” He replies, his voice cracking the tiniest bit and for a minute the redhead’s heart swells at the sight. When was the last time he saw the blonde so vulnerable? At your wedding? Or when he came to him asking for help with his proposal?

“Come on, go get changed. I’ll be here if anything happens.” Kirishima’s placing a large hand on his back and slipping the bag of clothes in his hands but Katsuki? He’s hesitant. What if in those 2 minutes he was gone and the doctor comes out with the news? What if something goes unbelievably wrong? What if-

“Dude, don’t worry.” Kirishima reassures. “I’ll come running if I hear anything. Come on, get changed, you looked like you just killed a man.” Katsuki lets out a scoff mixed with the faintest bit of laughter and for a minute, as his heart is in turmoil, he looks at his friend. At least he knew someone that would have his back even if everything went to shit. “Thanks.” He mutters. His voice is soft but it’s genuine and it makes the redhead cock his head in confusion. 

“What are you thanking me for?” He smiles, it's toothy, familiar and it makes Katsuki feel okay for a second. “This is my duty as a godfather and your best man.”

“Thanks.” Katsuki says a second time. He doesn’t mean to but it just slips out. 

“Stop thanking me bro, it’s weirding me out.” Kirishima chuckles. “But go- shoo- take as long as you want, I’ll hold down the fort.” And just like that Katsuki’s running to the bathroom. He’s slipping off his clothes in a hurry and before Kirishima even has a moment to even take a seat- he’s back. His hair is still damp from the rain but he’s no longer covered in your blood which makes him feel the tiniest better. 

But as time passes, he gets antsy. He’s sitting in the waiting room chair, his leg bouncing up and down frantically and he’s ready to pounce at any moment. But 15 minutes turn into 30, then 45, and then an hour passes and he still hasn’t heard any news. So when the doctor finally comes out though those two doors calling for a “Mr. Bakugou”, he’s fiying out of his seat no matter how physically and mentally tired he was. 

“Here.” Katsuki announces, making his way to the man. Kirishima is right by his side with a face full of concern but what was with the doctor’s mannerisms? His body language? He’s standing there, nervously scratching at the back of his neck and uncomfortably avoiding eye contact. Both of their heart rates immediately pick up and the blonde digging his nails so hard into his palms he’s bleeding. He’s thinking about berating the doctor with questions- is she okay? How’s our baby? What’s wrong? But instead, Kirishima holds a hand in front of him, stopping the blonde and he let’s the doctor speak first. 

“It’s her or the baby,” The doctor pauses and he’s struggling to deliver the next few words, ”we don’t have much time to make a decision. She’s in critical condition and-” 

Katuski’s knees waiver. He’s struggling to even stand and he feels the room spinning. How funny was it that he could easily withstand a blow from a villain that could destroy half a city but..this? This felt like he was being torn apart from the inside out. “Hey.” Kirishima’s arm is instantly around the blonde. “You good bro?” He can’t hear him. There’s this loud high pitched noise that won’t seem to go away and suddenly his vision is blanking. 

“Bakugou?” He’s leading him towards the chairs now, so he could sit, relax, and..make a decision. “Bakugou- dude.” Katsuki’s legs give out right there and then and he hits the chair with an audible thump and his face buried in his hands. 

“We need to make a decision right now Mr Bakugou, she can’t-

“Just give him a fucking minute!” Kirishima growls. He didn’t mean to snap, he really didn’t but something inside him kind of just broke. 

The doctor hesitantly backs away for a second and Kirishima is trying to do everything in his power to get the blonde to focus. “Katsuki!” Kirishima says the words feel foreign on his tongue but it gets his attention. “Katsuki.” He repeats, his voice is gentle this time as if he’s scared the man in front of him will shatter into a million pieces. He places his hands on either side of the blonde’s shoulders and stares him dead in the eyes. “You two already talked about this. Remember? You told me in the locker room?” Kirishima can’t let his voice crack, he has to stay strong because if the unbreakable became breakable, how would his friend feel? “So just let the doctor know and..” 

“Hey Katsuki?” You’re tangled in his legs on the sofa, his arms are wrapped around your stomach, and his face buried in the nape of your neck. This is what he always wanted- fuck being the number one hero, he’d be content with this and only this. 

“Hmm?” There’s a little vibration coming from his lips making you giggle and he smiles at the sound. 

“Katsuki.” You repeat again after a minute. Your tone is hesitant this time and his stomach turns. “If it ever comes down to me or the baby-”

“Don’t fucking say that. Don’t ever say that-”

“It’s just an IF, don’t get your panties in a bunch.” You sigh as you give his thigh a little squeeze. He’s silent for a moment but regardless, he returns the squeeze.

“I don’t want it to come down to that.” He mutters. “It won’t ever come down to that.” His grip around your belly tightens a bit and his body tenses. 

“You don’t know that but if it does..” Your hands are shaking at the thought. “Pick the baby, okay?” Your voice is firm- serious without even a hint of doubt. 

“What the fuck-”

“Please don't argue with me about this. You can choose the name, you decide how we decorate the nursery, and you can spend the rest of our lives making every single decision for us. Just please..” Your voice is trembling, your lower lip is quivering, and you can feel the tears welling up in your eyes, “let me make this one. Promise me, if it comes down to me or the baby- you’ll pick the baby.” 

It’s the next day now and he hasn’t slept yet. Kirishima left about an hour ago to help with a villain attack that had already destroyed downtown Japan. Or was it two hours ago? It was hard to keep track of time when the bright led lights in the hospital constantly blared. But it feels like an eternity when the doctor finally calls his name. How the hell will he keep his composure with his best friend out on the job? He takes a deep breath and chews the inside of his cheek. 

“Is everything okay..doctor?” Katsuki questions while he follows him down the hall.  

“Yes, everything went well.” He replies gesturing to a door. “Feel free to go in.” 

So he does. The inside of his cheek is raw and bloody from the constant chewing and he feels like his knees might give out again but when he walks in the room and your face is there to greet him he feels all the stress and emotions drain out of his body. 

“Fuck (Y/N).” He whispers. 

You’re okay. You look tired, drained of all the energy but despite looking and feeling like shit a droopy smile is on your lips- he doesn’t even hesitate to run to your side. He’s telling you how glad he is that you’re okay, he’s telling you how much he loves you, and he’s telling you how he was so scared to lose you. But your lips part and you ask him one question that makes his blood run cold. 

“Where’s the baby?” 

“I..” His mouth is suddenly dry and he’s attempting to read your face. “I can live without a baby..” his voice comes out small, barely a whisper but the rest comes out firm like a statement, “but I can’t live without you.” Your smile slowly disappears from your face only to be replaced with confusion and heartbreak, his heart drops.

“Tell me you’re kidding Katsuki.” You’re hoping it’s a lie, you’re hoping he’s joking but that expression on his face doesn’t change. “But you promised!” Your voice is getting louder, harsher, and there’s tears falling from your face. “You fucking promised!” 

He’s attempting to coax you and hold you but when nothing except “I’m sorry” leaves his mouth- you lose it. You’re kicking and screaming- telling him to leave and that you never want to see him again but the doctors rush in before you could even throw the vase of flowers next to your bed at him. He doesn’t fight the doctors that are ushering him out the door- instead, he sits outside, head in his hands.

Was it worth it? 

Was it worth it that he traded you for your baby?

Was it worth it that you couldn’t have kids anymore? 

Was it worth it that you were now off with some other man because you couldn’t stomach being around him anymore?

Yeah. It was. 

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[fcfvafeed]

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[turned-my-back-on-the-hood]

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[jeremiahjahi]

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